<div class="floatleft">(http://static02.mediaite.com/themarysue/uploads/2015/03/arrow-stephen-amell.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Green Arrow (Oliver Queen)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(10:07 am), March 17, 2016<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Arrowcave beneath Verdatte Club<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black shirt, Black sweats<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Black Canary/Dinah Laurel Lance<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Maybe this guy infront of me wont be afraid to take what he wants." These words triggered something in Oliver. Maybe it was finally a dam that broke that was built from all the emotional torment he had gone through. Maybe it was a primal urge that resurfaced after years of oppression. What ever it was, it was what caused Oliver to grasp Dinah's hands and lay his lips on her. It was first a chastise kiss that worked more and more passion into it as it continued. Oliver moved his hands from hers and grasped her body and pulled it close to his. Her body toned from years of training and fighting felt so erotic in his hands as he tightened his grip around her. Taking his lips off hers, he spoke softly to her in almost a whisper.<br/><br/>"Not afraid. Not anymore. I want you Dinah. More than I ever wanted someone in my life before." It was at this moment that he picked her up from her feet and had her sit on one of the tables; knocking everything else that was on the table to the ground. He gripped the jacket and motioned for it to be taken off with her help. It was just one step of many that Oliver was going to take this night to finding compassion in his company.<br/><br/>"Not going to lie. I love it when you wear leather. Almost as much as I'm gonna watch it come off of you." Oliver whispered with a playful tone as he kissed her neck that was exposed for him to enjoy. With her slightly tanned skin, Dinah enticed him to touch it more with his hands, lips, and body. It was like a hunger to him. A hunger only this woman's touch could fulfill.