Who: Felicity and Neal Caffrey (isaclassic) What: Lust plot When: Now Where: Queen Consolidated Status: In progress Rating: HIGH
As Oliver Queen's new personal assistant or administrative assistant or whatever the hell her job title was, Felicity had a lot on her hands. And way more personal interaction than she'd ever had in the IT department. Not that it was a bad thing, mind. Oliver seemed to be of the opinion that it would help get her out of the awkward rut she'd fallen into. She had her own private doubts on the matter.
That day there was supposed to be a visit from the FBI...and one of their assets. Reformed con man Neal Caffrey. Felicity had done her homework on him, as she did on anyone who had an appointment with Oliver. And promptly at 9am, she was downstairs in the lobby, waiting to guide him upstairs.
Jaw dropped, almost literally, at the man who entered the front doors. Dapper, dashing, handsome with a charmingly cocky smile... He was like a Ken doll come to life. And, even as she was aware that he was moving toward her, she couldn't stop staring, clutching her tablet to her chest like a schoolgirl clutches books and staring up at the perfect specimen of a man.