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"My name is Oliver Queen, and I will save this city!"
Inhale... draw.... aim.... steady.... release.... Oliver Queen couldn't help the slightly crooked grin that came to his face as the his newest bow a re-curve compound sent his latest modified arrow down range. The polymer was designed to shatter on a hard impact sending sharp shrapnel in a confined area around the target. He called it his "Shotgun Arrow". He was sure Chain Link would come up with a counter to it. Just as he had Oliver using polymer arrow heads instead of steel ones. The Meta had been a massive pain ever since he returned to the city. The so called "Master of Electricity" was a prow at using electromagnetic fields. Last time they'd met, he'd used quarters of all things, reinforced with a magnetic field to block The Arrow's arrows. The worst part was Oliver knew arrogance, he knew power, and the city had yet to see Chain Link truly cut loose. Realizing he could feel the anger burning in his blood he banished it with long held practice and moving at the peak human speed, inhale, draw, aim, steady, release.
The sharp "crack" of the arrow nailing the target again made the vigilante nod his head. He had been firing a mix of normal and fragment arrows. Learning to tell the subtle differences. While his quiver was designed to keep certain arrows separate a true master archer should be able to tell the differences between an arrow in milliseconds and adjust for them. He mostly had his arrows separated so that in a gun fight he wouldn't grab the wrong one. If that wasn't enough ever so subtle braille marks on the notch told him what sort of arrow it was. While he hated Argus, and Amanda "The Wall" Waller, they had shown him a lot of valuable and useful skills. Making sure your gear was ready and easily prepared was one of them. Oliver went to draw another arrow and blinked, he'd prepared a 100 shaft quiver for his training. Far too large and bulky for the field he couldn't believe he'd managed to shoot them all.
The Archer let out a breath he'd been holding when he'd reached for the non existent arrow. Moving down the range. The foundry's range wasn't the best, but a hundred feet was good enough for most shots. The archer wore black exercise shorts that went about three inches past the knee, and a grey sleeveless T-shirt. Only as he undid the quiver did he realize how sweaty he was. Pulling his water bottle from his waist he took a three second drink. Then began the most arduous task of being an archer, collecting his shafts.
"My name is Roy Harper, and I just want to help people. To make The Glades a better place!"
Roy Harper ran his right arm along his forehead, fighting a twinge. Chain Link had dislocated his left shoulder the previous night. The bastard was fast, even if he wasn't using his electricity form. He was glad the Arsenal Outfit had Kevlar under the leather or he'd probably have lost the arm. He'd gotten cock, figured he could take the bastard with his polymer baton while he was blocking Arrow's arrows. Unfortunately he'd forgotten that while the man wore "chain mail" and what resembled plate armor he'd obviously modified it somehow. He'd been surprised then the bastard had pulled a sawed off double barrel shotgun from his sleeve and fired it both barrels one handed. In a way he was glad he was so close, since it had limited the spray and kept the shot from his face. As Oliver had pointed out their masks weren't bullet proof. Normally he'd have called in, but the simple truth was was already cutting him slack. was one of the few legit jobs left in The Glades, even if it was an open secret everything flowed through the place. He knew that was why he'd gotten a job here before he'd begun his partnership with Oliver and combined the man's scary observation skills with his own street level contacts.
Roy had never been a hardcore dealer or anything, but everyone who grew up in The Glades knew how it was, either you were a boss, or a bitch. He might not be the smartest, the fastest, but Roy Harper was no one's bitch. Honestly he sometimes wondered where he'd be is Grant hadn't found him when he was 12 and selling dime bags for spare cash. The Wild Cat of the Glades was a harsh task master, but he was a good man and as close to a father as the Glades local had.
Roy shook his head, blaming the pain killers for his shoulder for his easily jumping mind frame. Luckily he had only one card board box full of bottles left. Roy pulled off his leather jacket tossing it over the bar, there were a few hours to opening, he had to get the last boxes moved in and the booze put away. Maybe it was the pain killers, or maybe it was the heat but Roy had totally forgotten about the Glock hand gun tucked into the back of his pants. His red short sleeve shirt and black jeans providing come camouflage but not a lot. Not that such things would draw alot of attention in The Glades, especially not in a place where gang members frequented. Roy mostly carried the iron because it was expected, plus sometimes it could deescalate things. Oliver and Diggle had both shown the former banger how to properly handle the fire arm. Sometimes Roy was tempted to use guns instead of arrows, but Chain Link shrugged off bullets like they were packing peanuts. He might look into it once the meta was locked away though.
"My name is Chain Link, and if I can't save this city I'll burn it to the ground!"
Inhale.... high block to the left.... exhale and step right foot forward, sliding left up behind, inhale.... left to right slash.... Exhale and thrust the blade both hands in the sweet spot.... Thomas smirked at the target reader he'd set up showed a fatal strike. Most people would think when the magnetic and electric scales were yours to toy with you no longer needed to work on hand to hand combat. Thomas felt that was both dangerous and short sighted. Not to mention Thea tended to get horny as fuck after spars.
The simple truth was Slade's former apprentice was master or at least adequate with a number of weapons. Chain Link tended to only carry chains, a hammer, a shield, and a Gladius blade before it was easiest on him, and those were his favorites. The chains were often kept in what Queen Consolidated had called "infinite boxes" until he'd stolen them. The boxes held thin jewelry like chains, which formed the rough basis of his armor. Over that European knight style armor, with cloth wrapped over his torso. The metal wasn't bulky because of what he'd used to forge it, and the fact he used magnetic fields to enhance the metal. It wasn't perfect, but until he could find his sensei's location and get some of the better stuff from the black market it would work. Thomas was about to begin another kata, when the alarm on his phone went off. His two hour lunch break was rapidly ending. He tapped the Infinity Boxes and soon the chains were gone leaving him in a grey body stocking and metal plates. The plates he delt with by snapping his fingers and using magnetic fields to pull and push the straps holding it. He made a field not to clean the plates before his next night on the roof tops as he headed for the shower.
Thomas was soon on his bike and headed for "Smoak Consolidated". Isabella Rochev had managed to do at least one thing write and that was get him in place deep within the company's think tank. The young man shook his head thinking of his late "boss", she had been an annoying bitch but at least she was a decent lay. Thomas had grown up in Star City, but with his high I.Q. had been more then happy to get out before it had gotten too bad. His father had been a Foundry worker, his mother doing odd jobs. Slade had recruited him at a martial arts tournament. He'd attended school with Oliver, not that the drunken party boy had remembered him. Honestly working at the Think Tank of a major company was a dream job, but a few months back it had become truly interesting. Felicity Smoak had approached him about one of his ideas, the beautiful "heiress" to the company had been surprised to realize he was not only intelligent but good looking. Since then he'd basically become the rich woman's boy toy. It amused him to see a wild side she hid from everyone. From selfies to dirty texts, even the occasional phone sex voice mail. He could tell the woman was hurt and thus applied just a bit of his whiles and released her inner beast. He pulled his bike into his spot, and headed for the V.I.P. elevator, being "Miss Smoak's Personal man" came with some bonuses. He made sure his tie was adjusted his slightly padded suit jacket was in place. His black framed glasses rigging with audio and video recording devices were on. Soon he was on his way to the board room, he'd be cutting it close but he figured he'd make it.
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Felicity
Felicity was trying to listen to one of her co-workers talk about their family before the meeting started, but she had a hard time focusing. Lately, her mind had been thinking about other things. At first it all started as a few dreams here and there, but soon dreams became reality well sort of. Felicity still hadn't experience everything she had dreamt about with Thomas. When she had approached Thomas after reading about his ideas, Felicity had no idea things would have escalated the way it did. However, she couldn't be happier.
Felicity was pulled back to reality as some of her co-workers started to sit down in the board room. She made her way to the head of the table. After sitting down in her seat, Felicity ran her fingers through her blonde hair as she wonder where one of her employees was. "I'm sorry you can't sit there. I need Thomas to sit there," she quickly said as one of co-workers started to sit down in the seat to her right. Felicity wanted to make sure Thomas sat there during the meeting. She wanted to make sure he was close to her during this boring board meeting especially since this meeting was just about going through the numbers.
A sense of relief and excitement rushed through Felicity's body when she saw Thomas approaching the board room. A warm smile filled her face as she quickly fixed her hair. "Are we ready to begin?" the CFO asked. He was standing on the opposite side of the room as Felicity by the projection screen.
Thea
Thea controlled her breathing in and out as she hit the practice dummy. She had been working out for the last hour trying to wear herself down. Her preferred method would have been having some fun with Chain Link. However, Thea was aware that he wouldn't be available until later tonight. She figured she would pass the time by training. Thea knew the importance of continuous training. She wanted to keep up her skills so she could continue to be helpful to Chain Link when he needed her to be Red Arrow.
When she had enough, Thea took off the fighting gloves she was wearing. The white tank top she was wearing was wet with her sweat. Thea grabbed the collar of her tank top and started to shake it in an attempt to cool herself off a bit. "I suppose I should probably take a shower," she said as she made her way to the bathroom. Thea turned on the shower before starting to remove her clothes. After undressing, she stepped into the shower. Thea enjoyed the feeling of the warm water hitting her skin. As she massaged the shampoo in her hair, she started to think about a couple of days ago. Chain Link running his fingers through her short hair as they kissed. She had to admit that Thomas knew how to make her feel good.
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The sound of Serenity's heels filled the hallway as she made her way down from her office to the bar area of her club. She had opened Starlight a little over three years ago. Serenity had a rough start at first, but she had accomplish her goal of running a legit club in the Glades. It took a lot of favors to get to this point. However, all the favors were worth it and nothing that would get her in trouble with the law. Thanks to her medical background as a dropout of med school. Serenity had been able to save the life of a few gang leaders. Plus she knew how to always keep the upper hand in a situation.
Along with saving a few gang leaders, Serenity had snitched up the Green Arrow more than a few times in the past. It started when he had saved her from a group of ten gang members. Green Arrow's arm had been cut by one of the gang members. Lucky for him, she had a sewing kit in her purse and with her medical knowledge she was able to fix him up. After that, the Green Arrow would stop by her place whenever he needed help. Serenity was happy to do her part to clean up the city. She has even used her club as a way to gather information for the Green Arrow.
As she approached the bar, Serenity looked up from the report she was reading. A slight frown appeared on her lips as her eyes focused on something she didn't want to see in her club. "Roy, you know my policy on guns in Starlight. I'm surprise at you or at least your ability to hide it properly," Serenity said as she leaned over the bar. It was hard for her to miss it especially since she had a hard time not looking at Roy's sexy ass. Even though Serenity and Roy did not have sex yet, there had been a couple of pretty heated make out session. It seems every time they had came close to having sex something would interrupt them.
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Roy blinked a bit and turned towards Serenity, "Hey Boss Lady, sorry I blew out my shoulder pretty bad last night. Not at one hundred percent. It's killing me, damage the ligament and actually popped the shoulder out of place. The entire area around it is a massive bruise. I considered calling in, but I know you needed the help tonight. Plus given how flakey some people are I honestly wasn't sure it would be anyone but us working tonight."
The young man lifted his shirt, flashing his boss both his four pack chest, and the thick padded wrapping along his left shoulder. Once I get my jacket back on it will be seen not heard boss lady."
Thomas moved skillfully towards where Felicity wanted him. The chairs were comfortable, but he was sure his sex fiend boss had another idea in mind. He closed his eyes focusing his will he would be lying if he said he wasn't excited to see what the blond bomb shell was planning. He did dutifully get out his I-Pad as the boring meeting started.
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Serenity looked up from her paperwork when Roy mentioned being injured. She knew better than to ask him how it happen. People from the Glades were never really willing to answer questions or if they did, it was typically a lie. Beside Serenity could careless what her employees did as long as it wasn't legal. She did her best to pay her employees well enough to not need to do anything on the side for extra cash. As Roy showed her his wrappings, Serenity couldn't help, but note his sexy body. It was hard to deny the fact Roy was good looking. He was only a few years younger than her, but seemed rather mature for his age. Serenity was sure that was due to growing up in the Glades.
"Here let me see that," she said leaving her paperwork on the bar before walking over to him. Serenity lifted his shirt off his body so she could get a better look at his injury. A slight frown appeared on her face as she walked behind him. Serenity couldn't help, but admire his nice body as she examine him. "This is probably going to hurt slight, but should relief some tension in your nerves and muscles," she said before pressing two fingers firmly against his shoulder blades. Serenity held her fingers there for about a minute to work out some tension before rewrapping his padding so it was tighter.
Felicity remained her normal self for the first fifteen minutes of the meeting. Soon the lights in the room were turned off and the projector was being used. Everyone's focused seemed to be on the screen as the CFO continued his presentation. Felicity could not wait any longer. She slowly slipped her right foot out of her blue high heels. Felicity guided her tight covered foot towards Thomas's leg. Her toes softly brushed against Thomas's ankle. Felicity bit her lower lip slightly as she kept her head facing forward, but her eyes glanced over at Thomas to see his reaction.
She gently brushed her toes up and down the outside of his leg from his ankle to his knee a few times before slowly snaking her foot in between his legs. Felicity stopped for a moment as she glanced around the board room. She tuned into the meeting for a moment to make sure her presences wasn't needed. Felicity was just grateful that her CFO enjoyed being the center of attention and loved to talk. A smirk grew on her face as she enjoyed the sense of control she had over Thomas.
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Thomas blinked as her foot began to work his leg. He had excellent body control, but to a genius like Felicity the slight tightening of his hands, the ever so slightly visible dilation of his pupils, it was obvious he was turned on even before her foot reached it. Like the rest of him Thomas's cock was massive, while not as large as a horse or anything so vulgar it was when full erect 11 inches and two and three quarters thick. He'd told her before he had a pussy wrecker, and he'd proven it. If the muscular programmer truly got lost in his lust Felicity would end up limping the next day like a well fucked whore. Then again she'd also had to buy a new couch, bed, and bar for her loft. He'd pounded her until all she could speak was cross eyed Hebrew.
When her foot reached his crotch she'd feel his already somewhat "Coiled" snake. It didn't help that he knew what her toes looked like, blue polish on her pale dainty toes from a stupidly expensive pedicure and manicure person down town. Luckily after last time when she'd teased him for two hours he had warned her he'd get even. Not just with the sex, although sex with the large man was a bit harsh. Like a storm from the seas he hit hard, fast, and didn't stop until all the remained was a groaning, moaned out mess. Bruises were expected, either from his grip or the was he'd bounce his partners off of the wall.
No, Thomas had taken an experimental nanite gel that on contact with certain sounds or trauma got hard, and stealthily coated Felicities panties in it. Unknown to any of the city's vigilantes all of them were using it, and had acquired it from the same place. If the nanites were properly programmed they'd grow rigid with kinetic force providing a basic break for a bullet's kinetic force. Very useful under Kevlar. Thomas had costumed programmed this batch not only to harden, but to vibrate HARD on a sub-audio frequency. In essence Felicity's bra and panties suddenly began to vibrate HARD, like sex toys on beyond maximum, and no one could hear it because of the frequency. Thomas had a grin on his pace as he winked at his boss lady.
Roy winced as she rubbed his shoulders, his left one was swollen as hell almost looking cantaloupe sized. He hissed as she pressed down on it, but the flesh was tense but gave away. An obvious sign that while it was really badly sprained it wasn't torn or anything. A skilled eye would notice his muscle seemed denser then normal. The Mirakuru had left Roy's system, but the first of the ones cured their were some odd effects left over. The muscles in his body were about twice as strong as they should be, he was also between ten and fifty percent more pain resistant then the normal person. Roy had once heard a survivor say "The Green Arrow is like a Scalpel, Arsenal is like a hammer, that bitch Red Arrow is like a serrated sword, she makes sure you bleed. Chain Link is like a fucking land mine, you look down and your hand is gone."
The comment had made Roy push himself harder. He wasn't dumb, he knew sooner or later all hammers went up against someone bigger and meaner and then it was luck, skill, and adaptability that decided who walked away. Part of him couldn't help but realize as she finished re-wrapping his shoulder how fucking dumb he'd been just showing her the wound. Not because of the wound itself, such a wound could come from almost anything especially since a dislocated joint tended to re-dislocate. No, honestly it was the other scars he was worried about her noticing. One part the scars that came with being Arsenal. But honestly, deep in his mind Roy heard a voice alot like Oliver's saying he was more scared about the other scars. The thin narrow ones with occasional divots into the skin. Lots of kids found the Glades a safe place, which spoke to their home lives.
Oliver was near silent as he moved slowly across the warehouse roof. He'd heard disturbing rumors lately. The Glades were always a mind field, but he'd recently found calling cards that a new group of players were moving on the city. He needed to make sure that the locals were aware, and how displeased he'd be to find them working with them.
Oliver had a love hate relationship with the gangs. Well no, he had a hate hate relationship with them. However, he also knew a wide scale attack against a single gang would just lead to a gang war with civilians pulled in. He'd found out about this particular meeting months ago, and decided to leave it alone until now.
Chien "China White" Na-Wei, locked eyes with the brute across from her. Danny "Brick" Brickwell who growled before throwing his card onto the table. Ben "Bronze Tiger" Turner and Werner "Count Vertigo" Zytle finished off the round table of enforcers. Chien worked for the Triad, Ben the yakuza, Danny the Irish Mob, and Werner a local crew known as Frogmen Gang, local scummy drug dealers and such. Each of them was a killer, but t the same time it never hurt to keep doors open. Ben and Chien went back, and Danny when he wasn't bashing your skull in was fun to drink with. Werner was a bit of a creep, but he brought a lot of cash to the game.
Chien's white mask rested on her hip, as did Ben's claws. Werner's cane rested against the table lazily, and Brick's Desert Eagles were both visible as she leaned forward to collect the chips. Tonight was going well.
Suddenly an arrow hit the swinging light above the villains. Ming swore, as it exploded into thick black smoke. Gun Powder wrapped expertly in flash paper, and fired into an electric outlet. The impact ignited the powder which would cause a cloud of smoke. Even as he was aware of this she ws throwing a high kick out of habit. That was one of his favorite tricks. The skilled assassin moved to the right, but could have sworn as a hybrid bolor and tazer arrow caught her. She realized she was becoming too predictable right before the current started causing a sharp painful scream from her and her to drop to her ass, all her muscles locking up.
Arrow looked at the villains. Chien bound like a ham, Tiger with an arrow through each hand and ankle, the hand ones pinning him to the table. Vertigo held to the wall with a forked arrows barbs on either side of his neck, his shoulders held to the wall with traditional arrows. Brick growling, he'd hit him with a stupidly fact acting paralytic powder at the same time as he'd taken out the light. The Arrow pulled out a playing card and dropped it into the center of the table, as he said, "Listen up. I've been busy the last few months, so I've relaxed my policy on the gangs a bit. That being said, if I find out any of your are helping them or HIM get a foot hold in my city, I will personally burn your entire gang to the ground."
Ben looked at the card and paled, "Nuh uh, none of us are that suicidal. If HE comes to town He's even more likely to kill us then you are. It's not like HE plays nice with the locals."
Arrow used his natural lie detecting skills, further enhanced by Argus and nodded his head, "Good. Normally I tell you all to keep your noses clean. But you see anyone wearing those colors, feel free to consider it open season. Last thing we need is people like them getting a foot hold here. You all are scum, but you want the city to function. They'll just want to watch it burn."
As he finished speaking Oliver drew out a pouch and threw it onto the ground. Just was the five mooks the gang enforcers brought as back up busted into the back room. The only sign he was even there the four incapacitated villains and a playing card with a purple and green clown on it, with read writing under it, "The Jokerz". A green arrow was sticking through it, pinning the card to the table through the clown's eye.
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Felicity bit her bottom lip softly as she noticed the slight changes in Thomas's demeanor as she touched and teased him. She new the muscular man was turned on by her feet and toes. Once Felicity had learned this little weakness of Thomas, she made sure to have her feet properly treated for. There was something about the idea of Thomas kissing her feet and him growing hard against her toes that turned her on. As she felt his large member, Felicity could feel herself growing wet of the thought of Thomas deep inside of her. No, man had ever really pleasured her like he did. She was starting to grow addicted to it.
Felicity raised an eyebrow slightly as she noticed Thomas grinning back at her. Normally, the sexy male would just remain unfazed by her by her touch around other people. Felicity believed she had the upper hand and wanted to take advantage of the situation She grabbed her phone on the table and started to search through some of the pictures she had taken last night. Felicity found one of her laying on the bed in a sexy black lingerie outfit. Of course, her face was hidden, but she knew that Thomas would know it was her. 'I'll be wearing this tonight if you want to come over' Felicity typed before sending over the picture in a text message to Thomas.
Just as she hit the send button, Felicity started to feel something vibrating in between her legs and against her breast. "Ah," she quickly called out in surprise causing a few people to glance at her. "Sorry," Felicity mouthed as she regained her cool. Once the focus was back on the presentation, she bit her bottom lip hard to hold back the moans that wanted to escape. Felicity could feel the vibrating pulse against her clit that was causing shivers of pleasure running through her body.
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After a few minutes, Serenity had fixed Roy's wrapping properly. "You know you probably shouldn't be lifting anything if your shoulder is like this," she told him as she slowly ran her fingertips down his back. Serenity could feel his muscles perfectly. It was clear the young man worked out and took care of his body. Well minus the couple of injuries he had. However, Serenity knew that it was rough growing up in the Glades. "You know if we weren't so short handed I would order you to take the night off. I know you would fight me on that decision, but I would inform you that I'm the boss," she said with a slight giggle already picturing the scene her head. Serenity knew that Roy was not the type of person to let her down. He took his job with her seriously and she appreciated it.
Serenity figured she would just make sure that Roy went home early. Normally, she would have him stay and help her lock the club up before taking the money to the bank. However, Serenity was expecting the Green Arrow to make a visit tonight and she wouldn't want Roy around for that. She was planning on sharing some intel on a new drug that was in the process of being manufactured.
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Thomas smirked at her, sending her, a text reply as his cock twitched under her skilled foot, "Oh really? I figure you'd be naked on your knees worshiping my cock again like a good slut. Especially after I spank your ass for teasing me during a meeting again. Remember how I made you moan like a whore last time. My fingers and my belt making you so wet you limped the next day. That was when I took your ass for the first time huh. Oh I hope you've been practicing with the butt plug I got you, tonight I'm going to slam your ass like it owes me money."
He sent her a video thankfully muted of her blowing his big dick. Glasses abandoned contacts in she looked a bit doe eyed as she worked him. Subtitles showing her talking like a street walker. He'd pushed her and trained her hard to be able to do that. To push aside ll self respect and dignity in the bedroom for what felt good. He casually pressed his own Nike clad foot against her crotch giving her even less wiggle room and forcing the vibrating panties roughly against her clit. He sent her another text, "How long before we can duck out for an "Emergency Call"? I need to bust a nut on those perfect titties of yours. Maybe up your ass as well, you can let it sit there inside of you the rest of the day."

Roy shrugged a bit, "I have a rule, I can do whatever I want for fun. So long as I drag my happy ass into work the next morning. If I won't be able to go to work, I don't do it. My job's too important, plus no offense most of your staff are about as reliable as Oliver Queen is."
The red wearing late teen shook his head a bit. Shots at the city's rich play boy were common in the glades. It didn't help he'd opened up a club that was a rival for Serenity's place. Then again the clientele were different. The Foundry was always packed, but it was the rich and middle class trying to be rich. Serenity's place was more local, thousand dollar shoes weren't required to get in. She also knew how The Glades worked and thus while appeasing the gangs, had managed to keep the more dangerous stuff out. Unlike Queen whose club had a bit of anything if you knew where to look. Roy chuckled a bit saying, "I'd say it's a good thing we're always a few arrows short of a quiver, but honestly it's probably not. Sometimes I worry this place is working you into an early grave."
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Felicity could tell she had received a message back from Thomas. However, she was hesitate to open it at first. Things had already escalated pass what she had planned plus she already caught the attention of everyone in the room already. After a few minutes, Felicity opened the text message and started to read it. A slight blush appeared on her face from how dirty the message had been. A panic look appeared on Felicity's face for a moment as she saw the video had started to play. She had not realized the video was mute on as she desperately made sure the volume was off on her phone. Of course, this lead to her fumbling her phone around in her hands a bit. Luckily, as she looked at the rest of the room, their focus was still on the CFO and his presentation.
She bit her bottom lip as she felt Thomas's foot push the vibrations against her clit. Felicity knew she could not last long in the board room at this rate and Thomas seemed to know that as well from the second text he sent her. She glanced over at the clock in the room to see what time it was. Felicity knew it would reflect poorly on her if she left the meeting too soon. Noticing the meeting was halfway over anyways, Felicity grabbed her phone and acted like she just received an important e-mail. "I'm sorry, but I need to leave. There is something that needs my attention right away. Thomas, I need your help as well," she said as she interrupted the meeting and stood up. After receiving a few nods, Felicity headed out of the room and towards her office eagerly awaiting some time alone with Thomas.
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Serenity let out a light laugh from Roy's joke about Oliver Queen. "It's hard to argue against that point," she said as she made her way around the bar. Serenity had hung out in the same crowd as Oliver a few times before he disappeared. Since he has appeared back, Oliver had stopped by a handful of times to see how she was doing. Serenity started to do a count of the bottles to make sure there was enough behind the bar for the beginning of the night. "I can see how you'll think, but it actually gives me a lot of energy and purpose. Beside I had a hard time dealing with death as a nurse," she explained to Roy after his comment about this club causing her to have an early grave.
A slight smile appeared on her face as she stopped what she was doing and approached Roy. "Also, I think this job has it's perks," Serenity said as she closed off the space in between. She placed a hand on his chest before leaning in and putting her lips by his ear. "I get to see all the hot men in town and have my pick of them," she added. Serenity tranced her fingers down the front of Roy's chest to his belt as she nibbled on his ear for a few moments. With the smirk on her face, she pulled away and turned around to continue where she left off.
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Thomas smirked following her. As soon as they were in the Elevator he'd pushed her towards the wall, hands moving expertly he popped her bra with his left hand, his right raising her skirt up over her hips. His mouth claiming her neck and his teeth digging into the soft sensitive flesh. Sucking on it, and rubbing it with his tongue for a few seconds before he growled, "You slut, getting me all hard in there. Hope you're ready for what this sexy ass of yours started."
He pulled her panties down to her knees, and drove his cock into her pussy. This wasn't love making, it was rutting like animals. He then used his hand to lower her dress and bra enough for her breasts to spill over the top of it. He began to grope and squeeze them. Pinching and twisting her nipples as he said, "My my, look at that skank in the mirror. Imagine if someone else opened the elevator door. Think they'd cum seeing what I do? Not a C.E.O. but a cock desperate slut."
He continued thrusting his hips forcing her to the tips of her pointed heels. He sucked her earlobe hard as he took her, making sure not to allow her to cum yet.

Roy nodded his head a bit, "Yeah, I get that. Lower stress. Part of the reason why I enjoy working at your club instead of bare knuckle boxing. Chaos is only fun until it isn't."
Roy groaned low, "Oh you tease. That's not ok. Trying to give me two strained muscles?"
The red clad youth gave her ass a smack, "Honestly if that's true and you're with me I question which of us has the brain damage."