"Sara," Felicity said rather sternly.
Sara hums her acknowledgement and lifts her head and damnit all if she did't look so innocent. Felicity wasn't exactly prone to violence, but never in her life had she wanted to smack someone the way she wanted to smack that look off of Sara's face.
"What's wrong?"
And, honestly, if the situation wasn't so dire and Felicity wasn't so worked up she would actually be inclined to believe that Sara had no idea what was going on. Felicity's hand was twitching in frustration so she slipped her hand in Sara's hair around the back of her neck, gipping a little tightly and tugging with a little more force than necessary. Sara obliged and was rewarded with a rough but passionate kiss.
"I love you," Felicity stated between kisses. "God, I love you," She kissed a little harder this time, slightly growling when she bit Sara's lip and tugged gently before releasing it. "But this has got to stop."
With that, Felicity flpped their positions and hovered over Sara. Felicity lightly dragged her nails down down Sara's chest as she leaned in and whispered "see how you like it" as Sara futilely tried to suppress a groan. Felicity kissed Sara again as she brushed her fingers along her hips and close to Sara's core but never pressing hard enough to make any kind of meaningful contact. It didn't take very long, Felicity noted with satisfaction, for Sara to growl in frustration and flip their postions again. Turnabout is fair play, she smugly thought before Sara ravished her and thinking was no longer a priority.
When Felicity could think again she made a mental note to be a little rough more often
