Scars are Souvenirs We Never Lose. With chloeas.

[olliequeen]

Oliver stood on the rooftop of the clocktower, looking out over the city with more than a small amount of frustration.

Emil had given him the go ahead to resume 'regular duties' earlier that day, but unfortunately 'regular duties' did not, apparently, include dressing in green leather and taking down bad guys.

It had been nearly three weeks since the incident with Doomsday, and to say he'd been feeling restless was an understatement. It was beyond restless now.

Now he was just starting to feel useless.

And Oliver Queen did not enjoy feeling useless.

Heaving a sigh, he leaned heavily on the ledge, an unhappy expression on his face.

(Rated NC-17 later in the thread)

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[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Even though she had been going out of her way to keep him busy so he wouldn't miss Green Arrow as much, it was nearly impossible to distract him away from a part of himself. Especially when he had to watch Clark and the others coming in and calling her for help on whatever it was that they were working on, they asked Oliver for his opinion and he helped mapping out the missions, but she felt like that only made matters worse because he couldn't go with the team when they left.

Which was why he had gone up to the roof while Chloe had a conference call with Victor, Bart and Dinah, who were preparing for a mission.

But he had been up there for a while now and it had gotten cold since the sunset, so Chloe decided to go upstairs and see if she could get him back inside.

The look on his face and his posture alone were enough to let her know things were not good, "hey." She said quietly as she walked over to him.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"You make it difficult to walk," he murmured, tugging her closer to him and dipping his head to kiss her neck.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver didn't protest at the change in position. He reached up and touched her face, warmth in his eyes. "Ditto," he told her softly.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Pushing down on his shoulders so he was laying down again, she rubbed her fingers firmly against his arms and shoulders, massaging him as she moved her mouth down to his collarbone, "relax," she murmured against his skin.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She shrugged it off, meeting his gaze and taking a deep breath at his touch, "I've missed you too."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Shivering, she moved even closer to him, keeping the kiss slow, but kissing him more firmly, with more intensity.

They had made love many times before, but somehow, this time felt different, more powerful, like they were both making an effort to let the other know how much they had missed this, had missed each other.

And maybe it was because it was the first time they were together like this since she moved in with him and they had started a new life together, or maybe it was because they had been so afraid of losing each other a few weeks ago.

Either way, it felt like they both needed this. She just wanted her body to tell his how much she loved him in ways words didn't seem to be able to.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He nodded slightly. "Sounds good to me," he told her with a soft smile.