Title: And Kiss your Sassafras
Summary: Lovin' it up 'til I hit the ground...
Pairing: Oliver Queen/Clark Kent
Word Count: 360
Warnings: PWP, slash, adult situations and adult language, infidelity
Author's note: Many apologies to Mr. Tyler and Mr. Perry.

Oliver was good at spontaneous. His wedding had seemed spontaneous. His actions during battle certainly surprised Batman half the time, but not always in a good way.

And the way he'd given the elevator doors barely enough time to close before his hands were all over Clark—that had been spontaneous. He'd knocked Clark's glasses askew and hadn't cared, just kept kissing and tugging Clark closer.

Spontaneous and horny, it seemed. Impatient, hands already yanking Clark's shirt from his pants.

Oliver was just a little too rough; Clark guessed it was because Oliver knew he couldn't hurt him and liked it that way. Or maybe it was because the bully in him liked the idea that he could shove Superman against the wall of the elevator and do things to him.

Nasty things, with his tongue in Clark's mouth and his hips flush to Clark's, grinding in hard and fast.

Oliver's plan seemed to be to rub himself off against Clark in the time it took to drop the remaining fifteen floors to the ground level. Then maybe he'd wash himself up in the bathroom just off of the lobby and be presentable in time for lunch with Dinah.

The kiss ended when Oliver ran out of breath and ended up panting against Clark's neck. Wonderful, high-pitched noises came from his bruised, wet, and wide-open mouth.

Just as fast, just as spontaneous, he pushed away from Clark. His lips weren't smiling, but his eyes were. His hands trailed across Clark's chest as he turned and walked right out of the elevator just as the doors whooshed open.

Clark stood there, a disheveled mess—glasses smudged and tilted half off his face, tie twisted up and slanted—and ended up riding up and down two more times, never getting off.

Well, yes.

Never. Getting. Off.

He was going to have a long talk with Queen the next time he saw him. A long talk, indeed.

End.