Felicity wasn't really in a state of mind where she could evaluate Sara's intentions anymore. Really all that was going through her mind was things like, oh my God I'm letting another girl fuck me, I'm being fucked by another girl. Sara! Sara Lance was finger fucking her. She had one of Sara Lance's fingers inside her right now... no, wait, make that two. Felicity had two fingers inside her right now. Two girl fingers. Two Sara fingers! And they were making her feel so fucking good.
Over and over again these thoughts and a whole bunch of others clouded Felicity's mind until either her head exploded or melted away and all she could feel was pleasure. In those moments it felt like she was no longer in control of her body, that it acted completely without her consent. Although she didn't exactly disapprove of the frantic kissing, or the way she started pushing herself against Sara's thrusts, literally impaling her cunt on her friend's fingers.
Then just as she felt the tell-tale signs of an approaching orgasm Sara broke the kiss, pulled back a little and just stared at her. It was reminiscent of a look she had once seen on someone who genuinely scared her, and Sara scared her too, but in a totally different way. Just as this look made her totally different things, Felicity's MIT graduating brain coming back with a vengeance for a few long seconds to try and allies what she felt. Then she crashed over the edge of an incredibly powerful orgasm, Felicity's screams echoing off the walls like a girl in a horror movie.
Instead of signifying the end it seemed this was only the beginning, Sara speeding up the force of her thrusts to make Felicity cum again and again and again. Each climax was as powerful as any she'd ever had if not more so, especially since Sara started using her to rub her clit while her fingers curled inside her. The curling and clit rubbing had actually triggered her orgasm, the latter starting out gently and eventually becoming frantic as her orgasms seemed to melt together until she felt a constant wave of ecstasy. Then, just as Felicity was sure she was going to pass out, Sara removed her fingers so suddenly it had the hacker whimpering in disappointment. Then she whimpered for totally different reasons as she watched Sara slowly put those fingers into her own mouth and suck them clean, which would have been incredibly erotic even if their faces hadn't been practically touching.
When Sara removed those fingers from her mouth she asked in a tone which seem to be dripping with pure sex, "Babe, do you think you could do me a really big favour?"
Felicity blushed as several ideas of what that favour could be came to her head, all of which she could have never imagined herself seriously doing but under the circumstances it seemed rude to refuse, "Su, sure."
Sara flashed the hacker a mischievous grin and then a few seconds later The Canary was carrying Felicity across the room caveman style. There was a time where there was no way Sara could pick up someone pretty much her own height/weight, but the League of Assassins had taught Sara to push herself far beyond her perceived limits and as a result it was like Felicity was as light as a feather. It was a little disconcerting for her, and a lot for Felicity, but Sara found herself getting off on it. Of course she wouldn't have the physically weaker girl in this position for long, so Sara felt it was just about ok to ignore her protests. If that was truly what they were.
"Hey! Hey?" Felicity exclaimed once she got over her shock, "This is impressive and all, like really, really impressive, but you can't just... I mean, you did, but... I, erm, where are we even going?"
"Somewhere familiar." Sara smirked, before gently lowering Felicity down onto the desk chair in front of her big computer and then placing her hands on the armrests while leaning down so her face was hovering right next to the other blonde's again, "Now, where are your glasses?"
Felicity blinked for a few seconds, then stammered, "In, in my bag. But I keep a spare pair right here."
The second part was said quickly as Sara lifted herself up and turned her head to Felicity's bag, the assassin quickly turning back and smiling at the confession before ordering, "Put them on."
Even though it was said in a somewhat playful tone Felicity could tell Sara was serious, and despite herself she didn't try and make a witty comment or even think of doing anything but comply, the little IT girl stumbling over her own trembling fingers to pop out her contacts and put the glasses in place before asking, "Is, is this ok?"
"Perfect." Sara grinned, effortlessly mounting the little swivel chair with all the grace that had been beaten into her, and more importantly mounting Felicity Smoak, "You know, I've had to spent hours watching you in this little chair looking just as cute as a button in your little dresses and in those adorable little glasses. Do you have any idea how distracting that is? Here I am trying to train, or listening to you or Oliver tell us about our latest mission, and the whole time I'm trying not to think about how bad I wanna fuck you... and now, I get to do the thing I've most wanted to do when you're in this chair."
With that Sara leaned in as if she was about to kiss Felicity, waiting until the other girl closed her eyes and puckered her lips before dropping to her knees in between the hacker's thighs. It would have been so easy to push them apart slightly and dive right in, but consent was very, very important to Sara. Sure, she had manipulated the situation to her benefit, but the manipulations would have never have worked if Felicity wasn't interested, and she'd already given the physically weaker girl numerous chances to tell her to stop or push her away.
Even though it pained her to have to wait for her treat Sara forced herself to give Felicity a chance, first by covering the other blonde's exposed and sweaty stomach in kisses. Then she pulled the tiny tank top up and off the beautiful nerd girl's body, Felicity helping by lifting her arms up. This caused Sara to grin wickedly and give Felicity a brief but passionate kiss, the assassin using that time to remove the hacker's bra with a quick movement of her hand before wrapping her lips around one of the other blonde's nipples and sucking on it as gently as she possibly could under the circumstances.
Again Felicity showed nothing but approval, moaning loudly in pleasure and even pressing Sara's head against her chest. She also lifted her hips up so Sara could remove those sinfully tight pants and the underwear beneath them. Once the offending items were gone Sara finally kissed her way down to her ultimate destination, and after pressing her lips on seemingly every little part of skin surrounding that area she finally leaned in and gave her first long slow lick of Felicity Smoak's cunt.
Felicity had been trembling ever since Sara's intentions for putting her in her chair became crystal clear, part of the hacker wanting to protest because how could she do anything at this workspace from now on without blushing bright red? Then again how could she come anywhere near the Verdant after what she had already done? Of course it had been so amazing... Sara fingering her had been so amazing, that Felicity felt it was worth it for some mortifying embarrassment. And she had recently learned she was stronger than she could have imagined, so she would find the inner strength to sit in this chair again and when she inevitably blushed find a way to brush it off and do what she had to do.
If her mind wasn't already made up the feeling of another girl's tongue sliding across her pussy lips for the first time in her life would have done the trick, Felicity wishing she had spent less time hacking into the government and more time experimenting with her sexuality in college. Unfortunately back then there hadn't been any girls who had shown the same kind of interest that Sara had shown, and even when she was only 99% sure that the beautiful assassin was into her there was no way Felicity could have found the nerve to ask Sara out. Or any other girl for that matter. Of course if Felicity did possess that kind of back bone she would have probably asked out Oliver long ago, but that was a whole other confusing mess.
