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♥ This meme is for Arrow family prompts. Gen prompts focusing on any member of the Arrow family are welcome. Pairing prompts can be Arrow/any character.

♥ The members of the Arrow family are defined as Oliver Queen, Roy Harper, Dinah Lance, Lian Harper, Connor Hawke and Mia Dearden.

♥ Both anon and signed-in posts are welcome.

♥ One prompt per comment. You may post as many comments as you wish.

♥ All canons and continuities welcome. This extends to games, movies and television, be it animated or live-action.

♥ When prompting, note your desired pairing in the subject line. For gen, note the main character(s). Try to include keywords in your subject line.

♥ When filling, add the word FILL to your subject line.

♥ Warn for anything that could be triggering. For those who do not want to use specific warnings, please warn for ‘no warnings’ or ‘disturbing content’ as applicable.

♥ Be respectful and warn for spoilers!

♥ Please report your fills. Multiple fills are encouraged.

These are an extremely condensed version of the rules. Please try to take the time to read through the full rules when you can. If you have any questions, let me know here.
kryptonian moose with a hernia: Helenathecivilunrest on August 25th, 2012 03:31 am (UTC)
fill: practice makes perfect
I'm terribly sorry if this isn't what you're looking for. 


Roy had to admit that out of all the ways to die, being tied up by Donna Troy would have been the best way to go. 

This was something that they had done often enough, though, and Roy knew all the rules. He couldn't move an inch while she was tying him up, or else she wouldn't let him come, and Donna was a person who stuck to the rules. 

It was torture, because he could practically taste the sweat on her neck as her hair brushed over his face. He could feel the damp heat of her underwear as she sat on his chest attaching his wrist to the headboard. Through this, though, not one muscle quivered. 

Once Donna was done, she smiled, utterly pleased with herself. It was always her smile that drew him back to her; it was practically reflective, as radiant as the sun. She was the first woman that he had ever let do this to him, and even though it certainly wasn't the last, it never got old. 

"You didn't even move that time," she said, before tracing patterns in his chest with her tongue. "I'm impressed." 

"You know what they say, practice makes perfect, and I've had plenty of practice." 

Donna rolled her eyes at that, but continued downward. She paused she she got to his happy trail before her tongue flicked over the tip of his dick. 

In response his hips bucked and she grinned as he growled in frustration once she stopped. 

"Sorry," she apologized, not sorry at all. "I just want to make myself a little more comfortable." Slowly she slid her underwear--black lace, his absolute favorite as she well knew--down her legs. 

Then her hand was between her thighs and her head was thrown back, her mouth emitting breathy whimpers. For a minute Roy forgot that he was tied up and tried to help her, but his restraints hindered him and he couldn't do anything but watch. 

Thankfully, blessedly, Donna tired of that quickly, and she put her sticky and damp hand on his face. He would have rather been down there himself instead of feeling her hand's sloppy seconds, but this was Donna's game and she made all the rules. He learned a long time ago that things were better that way. 

Her putting the condom on was practically agonizing as she made every fold count. If he had come while she was putting the condom on, it wouldn't have been the first time. 

As she hovered over his dick he could feel how wet she was. "C'mon, Wonder Chick," he managed to spit out, and Donna shook her head, a grin at her lips. "Help me out a little." 

"So demanding." 

But she slid down his dick anyway, inch by inch. He struggled harder this time to get out of his restraints, but he failed that time as well. What the fuck had she tied him up in? Damn Amazonian tricks. 

Roy wanted to grab her hips and be as deep inside of her as he could. He wanted to leave bruises on her thighs in the shape of his fingers, to put his fingertips in the dimples right above her ass as he gripped her. 

He pushed his hips up, and could feel himself on the edge. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep it in check, trying to make her come first. But soon after he knew he had no chance when she started riding him, sliding up and down him with precision. 

Her fingernails made their way down his abs, and he knew he was going to have marks in the morning but he didn't give a fuck, not now. He'd worry about explaining them to Lian later, if she ever saw then. 

"Roy," Donna moaned, before coming around his dick. He could feel her shuddering around him when he finally, finally let himself come too. 

Donna didn't untie him immediately after throwing the condom out. "It's been a while since we've done this," she said by way of explanation. "I would hate for you to fall out of practice." 
(Anonymous) on August 25th, 2012 09:34 pm (UTC)
Re: fill: practice makes perfect
Ooooooh, not OP, but this was delicious!
kryptonian moose with a hernia: Helenathecivilunrest on August 25th, 2012 11:03 pm (UTC)
Re: fill: practice makes perfect
Thank you! I've never written anything like that ever so it's nice to know that it wasn't horrid, haha.