Don't Come Knocking

Banner By: Nivieniv
Title: Don’t Come Knocking
Rating: NC-17
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Oliver/Chloe
Word Count: 1,160
Prompt: “Team, Missing” written for the Porn Battle



Chloe flipped on the light in the bathroom and was in the process of closing the door when a hand gripped the door and pushed it open shoving her further inside the room as he shut and locked the door behind him. She grunted and turned a frown on her face as she arched an eyebrow at Oliver.

“What are you doing?” He leaned in quickly his lips capturing hers in a bruising kiss as he coaxed her mouth open, plunging his tongue inside her mouth as she moaned low in her throat. When he pulled back they were both breathing heavy as he mated his forehead against hers.

“I missed you.” Her face softened as she rolled her eyes playfully while nipping at his lips. Oliver and the team had just gotten back from a five day mission in Italy. She’d been monitoring their progress from Metropolis and hadn’t seen him since two days before he left.

His hands slid down her arms and up the sides of her green silk shirt caressing the underside of her breasts. Chloe’s heart picked up speed as callused hands brushed against her soft skin and she felt an ache settle between her legs.

His warm breath hit her ear as he spoke, voice low. “I need you…it’s been seven days since I’ve been inside you Sidekick…” Chloe moaned at his words while one hand slid up palming her breast as he dipped his head and attached his mouth to her pulse point.

Her hand automatically went to his head, fingers threading through his hair as she spoke voice breathy. “Ollie…the team is right outside.” He grunted against her neck his other hand slipping from her shirt and traveling down her leg lifting the hem of her skirt.

“So…I won’t tell if you don’t.” She could hear the humor in his voice as he shifted their bodies so he had her pressed against the bathroom door. His warm mouth against her neck had her breathing quickening as his hand slid further up her leg to her inner thigh.

He pulled back for a second, hand moving off her breast as he found the hem of her shirt and tugged it over her head. She lifted her arms helping him get the garment off before he tossed it behind them. She watched as his brown eyes darkened at the cleavage spilling from her lacy bra.

“God you’re gorgeous.” She flushed lightly as he slipped one strap off her shoulder and down her arm before freeing her one breast from the confines of her bra. Her nipple hardened under his gaze and he gave her a small smirk before leaning down and flicking his tongue over the hardened peak several times eliciting a very vocal reaction from her.

Chloe squeezed her thighs together trying to relive some of the pressure when she felt his palm cup her heat. Her head hit the door his name falling from her lips as he started to move his hand against her. He was already hard against his pants and after dreaming about fucking her for seven days he wasn’t sure how long this was actually going to last.

Oliver pulled his hand away from her panties and shifted using both palms to hike up her skirt as his lips latched onto her nipple and sucked greedily. Her body arched against him as her hands fell to his pants frantically pulling out his buckle, unzipping them and pushing them down until they reached his knees.

His hand was back at her panties slipping two fingers beneath the elastic and sinking them inside of her. Chloe sucked in a long breath as he set a quick pace plunging them in and out of her as he used his thumb to rub circles around her clit.

Chloe moaned louder this time and he lifted his head releasing her nipple with a pop as he whispered ‘shh’ before reattaching himself to her breast. She could feel the pressure building low in her stomach as he worked her over quickly, but before she could come he pulled his fingers away and she whimpered in protest.

He lifted his head and gripped her hips helping to lift her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He pressed her against the wall, her arms around his neck peppering his faces with small kisses as she rocked her body against his trying once again to build the friction he had started.

He reached one hand down into his boxers gripping his shaft as he pumped it a few times before lining it up with her entrance. He rubbed the head against her, brushing it against her clit teasing her and she groaned. “Ollie please…”

His voice was husky when he spoke. “What do you want…tell me.” She bit her lip before arching forward and moaning. “Fuck me…” And before she could say anything else he slammed inside of her causing her to gasp.

She gripped his back, nails digging into his skin as he pulled out and rammed back in over and over again, his pace fast and hard as he knocked her back against the door. She held onto him jerking her hips up to meet his erratic thrusts.

He placed a kiss on her lips, before his head once against dipped down to her breast capturing her nipple in his mouth and sucking as her other breast bounced with the force of his movements. Chloe gasped and moaned while her body writhed beneath him.

Oliver reached between them stroking her clit when he felt his balls tighten knowing he was going to come. Her mouth opened and he released her breast covering her mouth with his to keep her from screaming too loud as she exploded around his cock, muscles spasming, and sucking him further into her body.

He let out a grunt, pushed into her two more times and that was all it took as he let go, following her over the edge as he came his seed spilling inside of her. He leaned into her a light sheen of sweat coating their bodies as their hearts raced and they tried to slow down their breathing.

Oliver was just leaning in and cupping her cheek, placing a leisurely kiss against her lips when there was a pounding on the door. The vibrations knocking into them as Bart called out. “What the hell are you doing in there Bossman? Some of us gotta pee and we can’t find Chloelicious…”

Oliver cleared his throat as he called back to his teammate grinning lightly at Chloe. “I’ll be right out Bart…check the kitchen maybe she’s making coffee.” They heard some scuffling before he let out a mumbled ‘yeah okay’ and moved away from the door.

They glanced at each other and then seconds later burst out laughing. He shook his head and brushed a stray hair from her face. “At least we didn’t get caught.”