37. Dream

Felicity retreated to her room using 'her' secret passages. The knock on her door came not seconds after she had finished putting the false wall panel back into place. Archer didn't wait for her to respond, but instead let himself in.

Felicity whirled around trying not to look suspicious and was promptly pinned to the wall, her hands above her head, his body running the length of hers.

"Ar-Archer? What the hell are you doing?" The Executive smirked and leaned close. He switched his hands, leaving one to hold both her wrists, while the other found its way between her breasts. Right over her erratic heartbeat.

"Got you."

"N-not fair! This was in the rules!" Felicity stammered as his lips, which had been fluttering over her cheekbone, stopped at the corner of her lips. Just as quickly as he had pinned her, he released her; Felicity thanked Arceus silently for the wall behind her, she would have collapsed otherwise.

"Fine." Was all he said as he left. Felicity crumpled when the door closed firmly, thinking back to the start of her newest predicament.

"You are such a prick Archer, I don't understand how you could ever get laid." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Felicity regretted them as she watched a very strange, very suggestive look cross Archer's face. His grip around her arm tightened slightly.

"Let go!" Felicity yelped trying in vain to push him away once more.

"I don't think so, not until we talk."

"About what Archer? There's nothing more to say; you are right, I am a disappointment. Happy? Let go!" Archer released Felicity's arm in surprise. She looked away but didn't, couldn't, move away from him and rubbed the newly forming bruise where he had squeezed to hard.

"What?" Archer asked after a pause.

"That's all my step-mom ever called me, a disappointment. What did you think I was doing in Goldenrod, the day I met Crest?"

"I never questioned it." Archer said quietly.

"I suppose you wouldn't." Felicity mumbled and Archer grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"We kept you on your toes, Crest and I, between work and us, I guess you never had time to think."

"I had, and still have, time enough to do this." Archer tilted her head up and kissed her fully.

"This doesn't change anything Archer; a kiss doesn't magically fix what you said."

"Felicity." Archer groaned running a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry Archer, but it doesn't." Felicity mumbled pushing him away slightly so she could walk away. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into him.

"Felicity, I'm sorry." Archer hugged Felicity tightly resting his chin on her hand.

"Archer?" Felicity asked pulling away.

"You're turn." The Executive smirked.

"Oh no. You've got nothing on me."

"I did my bit now for yours." Archer backed the silver haired girl into a wall and his smirk grew wider as she gulped.

"We are even now Archer."

"A game then? To decide. If you think you've won then you should have no qualms." Felicity looked at him skeptically but nodded. Archer chuckled and pinned her to the wall with his body.

"Whoever can seduce the other wins."

"You'll cheat."

"Base it on heartbeat. Whoever's is more erratic wins."

"Rules?"

"It has to be public."

"So no hiding in rooms."

"Deal?"

"One more. We have to be talking to each other. And the others can't know."

"Deal." Archer kissed her passionately using his tongue to play with hers.

"Starting now." The Executive added with a smirk when he broke away. He turned and unlocked the door.

"The stakes?" Felicity asked weakly.

"You'll see." And he was gone.

"Damn it." Felicity had hoped it was just a dream, but it was a vain hope. And she had a good idea of exactly what the stakes where. The looks Archer was sending her when she returned back to the kitchen gave him away.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Felicity mumbled under her breath.