[She is a grown woman. A lawyer by day, a vigilante by night. She knows every single one of Oliver Queen's tricks, because she's seen all of them more than once and maybe taught him a few herself. She is not going to blush and giggle and swoon like a teenager because the cute boy likes her.
She's going to make the boy beg to have her.
Laurel tips her head when he lowers his mouth. Just to make it easier. And she'll deny that shiver and the little breathy sound she makes forever. Forever.]
Ollie... I think you missed a spot.
[That's her hand on the back of his head, pushing him towards her collar bone.]
holy mother of god that is brand new information
She's going to make the boy beg to have her.
Laurel tips her head when he lowers his mouth. Just to make it easier. And she'll deny that shiver and the little breathy sound she makes forever. Forever.]
Ollie... I think you missed a spot.
[That's her hand on the back of his head, pushing him towards her collar bone.]