Thea Queen gets matched with the most unfortunate man. The disgraced hand of the king. Otto Hightower.
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"I might be a drama queen. But I'm still royalty."
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HOTD x Greenarrow crossover
#1 in alicenthig...
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Thea questioned.
"Thinking about all the things I want to do to you." Otto admitted and Thea smirked.
"Like?"
"Would you like me to tell you or Would you like to go upstairs and I show you?" Otto questioned kissing theas cheek.
"Sure I could use a good fuck." Thea agreed with a shrug.
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"Wow make me feel speical my love." Otto choked out. She kissedhim again.
"You are welcome."
"Maybe I torment you. You love to torment me." Otto remarked when they got to their chambers and he started oulling at her clothes.
"You can try." Thea purred.
"Im up for the challenge." Otto assured kissing down her body as she walked back to the bed. He wrapped his hands around her waist then her thighs pulling her legs open to him.
He slipped a finger inside of her, slow and deliberate, and her wetness made a loud noise in the dim quiet. She wrapped her hand around his wrist, desperate to touch him as he touched her.
Otto liked the connection, and an electric jolt ran through her veins. There was nothing but raw pleasure and hot heat. Her breathing quickened.
"Fuck me, Otto. Hard." Thea demanded.
"It's cute that you think you can tell me what to do."
He fingered her again, but lets his thumb trail up her wetness, caressing her clit with a featherlight touch. She wiggled her hips on the table, trying to follow the pressure of his hand, but he's too quick and far too clever. He was purposefully driving her mad just to prove a point.
"Otto," She moaned. He let her go, tore off her panties, and spread her open for him. He planted a gentle kiss just above her knee, on her inner thigh.
"You have the most beautiful cunt I've ever seen." Otto remarked.
"And you have seen a lot." Thea mused and he chuckled, knowing better than to answer that. He left a trail of kisses, down, down, until he's so close to her cunt she could feel the tickle of his breath. She was alive with heat and need, but he shifted to her other leg, kissing down her thigh again, letting his fingers get dangerously close to her cunt yet again.
"Otto," she said again, breathlessly. And then he licked up her cunt, causing her to jolt. Then he was gone again.
"Stop torturing me." Hand at her pubic bone, he applied more pressure, and a flush of heat ran through her.
"I like hearing you beg."
Eyes half lidded, she gazed up at him. His violet eyes were watching her intently. There was no need for violence or blood. Just raw need and pleasure.
"Please," she moaned.
"Louder." he commands.
"Please." she whined. A ghost of a touch on her clit made her back arch on the bed, every nerve and bone trying to meet him closer and closer, more and more. His fingers followed the inner crease of her thigh, then slip over her wetness, and she shivered, her clit throbbing. Another whiny plea.
"Otto, I can't—" thea whined out.
He sunk his mouth to her center. As soon as his tongue was sliding over her, she could no longer lie still. She wiggled on the bed, but he hooked his hands around her thighs, baring her to him. He flicked his tongue against her clit, then flattened it, licking slowly.
"Oh my gods," She breathed out and clawing her hand into his hair, guiding him over her. It hurt how badly I loved him, and tears were suddenly burning in her eyes as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
"You taste so fucking good," he said against her and kissed slowly and deliberately, his tongue flicking over her.
"You tormented me you win. Fuck me Otto." Thea demanded.
"Say it again." Otto instructed.
"Fuck me otto."
"The other part." Otto countered against her core.
