Fandom: Arrow

Pairing: Oliver Queen x OFC

It was late. Everyone had already left to go home hours ago, leaving Oliver in the bunker to catch up on some last-minute details on a case, along with the new addition to the team, Delilah. Oliver had asked her to join almost a year ago, after Lauren had died, and she has proved to be an asset from day one.

But even though she was a great asset, she was also a temptation to Oliver. From day one he had had this attraction towards her. Not that he would act on it. Technically he was her boss; it would be all kinds of inappropriate. But that didn't stop him from fantasizing about her (every once in a while, at night, alone in his bed).

She didn't make it any easier, though. She would brush her ass or her hand on his cock every chance that she got. Wearing deep cleavage shirts or button-downs with one too many buttons open, those were common practices to flirt with him. Not to mention the looks and innuendos that she would give him or say.

But, despite all that, he never imagined that he would be in the predicament he was currently in. There he was, sitting in the hub, behind the desk, with Delilah straddling him, his hands on her hips helping her stay balanced, and rubbing herself on him. He could feel himself getting harder by the minute, as well as how wet she was.

He didn't remember how they got there, but he didn't care. He wanted her, wanted to be inside her. He could see that she wanted that too. He decided he wanted to push things further. If she wanted to play, then he was going to play. If she went along with it, then that meant that she wanted it as much as he did.

Oliver grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her close, his tongue licking her lips. She immediately opened her mouth, and he stuck his tongue in. He could hear her moan and that made him twitch under her. He kissed her deeply, their tongues wrestling for dominance, to the same result. He wouldn't be able to control himself for much longer if she kept moaning like that.

- "Jesus, Oliver, just fuck me already. I wanna feel you inside me." – That sent him over the edge. Up until that point he honestly thought that they were just playing with each other but hearing her saying that it just decided everything for them.

He pulled her up onto his desk, spread her legs and ripped her panties. It didn't take long for her to undo his pants and pull his cock out, stroking it up and down, sometimes fast, other times slow. He had already lost it at this point, not thinking straight or about anything else other than being inside of her.

He started rubbing her clit, slowly at first but increasing in speed every time she did the same to him. He could hear her moaning his name every time that he would speed up. He could feel how hot and wet she was, but he wanted more. He slipped two fingers into her and started fingering her like there was no tomorrow. The feeling must have been overwhelming because she stopped stroking him, which was a good thing because Oliver was really close to losing it.

Not lighting up on the fingering and feeling her come all over his fingers, Oliver aligned himself with her entrance and waited for the perfect moment. When she was starting to come down from that first orgasm, that's when he made his move. Thrusting himself inside her in one quick movement, he stopped to give her time to adjust and to control himself as well. He could feel her wrapped around his cock and that feeling was enough to almost send him over the edge.

He started thrusting, slowly at first, touching her core, and feeling her nails clawing into his back and neck, with each stroke.

- "Fuck, Delilah. You feel so good. Why did we wait so long to do this?"

- "God, I don't know. Don't stop. Please. It feels so good."

Oliver kept thrusting, each stroke harder and faster than the last. He could feel her arching her back with each thrust, he could hear her moaning his name with so much pleasure that it was driving him insane, he could feel her cramping around his cock every time she would come. He could tell that he wasn't gonna last long, so he decided to give it all he had.

- "Fuck, Oliver, just like that. I'm gonna come again. God, don't stop!"

- "Shit, Delilah, you're so fucking tight. You're gonna make me come. Fuck, Delilah, I'm coming!"

They came together, fireworks around them. "Shit, that's a first.", he thought. He never thought that fucking his new co-worker could feel this good, but if he was being honest, that had to be the best sex he has had in a long time.

- "You okay, Delilah?"

- "Never better, Boss. Who knew fucking my boss could be this amazing?" – She answered, a grin on her lips.

He pulled out, grabbing some wet wipes he always kept in one of the drawers, ready to clean her up, when he saw it. His cum sliding down her pussy and legs. "Now, that's a sight worth seeing.", he thought, a smile on his face.

"Yeah, maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.", he thought, already planning on when the next time was gonna be.