Who: Sara and Thomas What: Body shots at the bar When: Backdated to last month, before Thomas started to settle down Where: A bar Ratings/Warnings: Teenish for body shots and sexual situations Status: Complete
Sara liked Thomas. From the weird way he’d introduced himself - by asking her to his birthday party, to actually spending time with him. He seemed like fun, if not a little wild. But Sara liked wild, and she liked fun. Good, clean, no-strings-attached fun.
Sara didn’t often go to clubs - she was a little old for that these days. But she did still enjoy occasionally going out and getting her dance on, and this weekend seemed like one of those times. She finished off the last sips of her drink. “I’m going to get another drink,” Sara said loudly over the music, pulling her thumb toward the bar.
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Thomas was enjoying getting to know Sara better. She’d travelled as much of the world as he had he thought which made it a lot more fun talking to her. Plus she was gorgeous and say what you liked that was always a plus in his book when he met someone new. He heard her speaking to him and looked away from the brunette he’d been dancing with to nod, reaching into his back pocket to grab his wallet and hand her a bill from it. “This one is on me if you’ll grab me one too,” He said with a flirty grin.
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Sara bit her lower lip as she took the money from Thomas. She wasn’t going to say no to a free drink, especially not from someone who obviously made a lot more money than Sara herself did. “So, drinks on you, huh? Does that mean body shots?”
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Thomas turned away from the brunette, attention locked on Sara as he tried to get a read on her before answering. “Depends...are we talking about tequila or whiskey. And do I get to flip the tables later on?” He’d practiced finding that balance between flirty and serious in his voice. It was almost an artform for him.
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“Body shots have to be tequila,” Sara said, shooting him a wink. “And of course you can flip the tables. Fair’s fair, after all.”
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Thomas grinned at her. “Then it absolutely means body shots. Tell the bartender I’m incredibly picky about who does them off me though so we might need a vip room.” And by picky he meant no one who would try to take more than their share. Or think that whatever happened in there would continue.
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Sara gave Thomas a wink, before she let herself be swallowed in the crowd. It didn’t take much for her to get the attention of the bartender, or to manage to get them a VIP room. Sara might have just been the daughter of a police officer and a professor, but she’d had a lot of rich friends - among them, Oliver Queen - and was perfectly capable of putting on those kind of airs.
Once she was given the VIP room, she went and found Thomas. “Come along now, movie star,” she said, grinning.
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Thomas was keeping an eye out for Sara even as he started dancing and flirting with other people again. He’d come here with her and even if he hadn’t he was curious how things would go in private. Especially after the body shots because he had every intention of taking the opportunity to do some off her.
He turned at the sound of her voice, one brow raised at the nickname as a slow smile spread over his face. “Where are we going to gorgeous?”
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“To your VIP room,” she said over the din of the music. “You can bring your friends too, if you’d like. It’s big enough for all of us.” And then some, probably. She hooked a finger into the belt loop of his jeans, and began to lead the way toward the backroom.
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Thomas shook his head at the blonde man that had started to come after them but the woman that had joined them when they’d first come in? He crooked a finger at her. Sara had seemed to like her as much as Thomas did. “I figured I’d bring our brunette friend along. Since we both liked her more than that guy,” he murmured, leaning forward so that only she could hear him as they went into the room. “Next time let’s have this party at my house.” There was a level of confidence there that this could happen again.
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“Oh, so you think that there’s going to be a next time?” Sara teased, giving his chest a gentle pat and turning to waltz deeper into the room, shooting him a grin over her shoulder. She pulled the complimentary bottle of champagne from the bucket of ice on the table, and found a comfortable chair to sit herself down in as she started working on opening the bottle.
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Thomas looked around the room with an appreciative look before settling himself down on the couch and laying back on it. “I always plan on there being a next time when it comes to having fun. Saves me time,” he said smirking at her as he made himself comfortable and watched her open the bottle. The other woman had followed him in and seemed to be hovering uncomfortably near the wall and Thomas waved her over to him. “Relax beautiful. No one’s going to push you to do anything you don’t want to do okay?” He whispered to her as he sat up, hand moving over her arm before he leaned in to give her a light kiss.
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Sara smiled at the woman. “All that’s happening here is body shots anyway,” Sara said. Hooking up in a bar had never especially been Sara’s scene. Not that she was shy about finding hidden places in public areas for a quicky, but bars always seemed too easy. “Have you ever taken one before? Thomas here has graciously volunteered to be our shots table for the night.”
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Thomas gave Sara a half smile as she obviously picked up on what he was trying to do - calm their companion down and keep her from panicking. The brunette shook her head at Sara’s question, answering. “I’ve had people take them off me before though.” Thomas grinned at both women. “I love being the table for first timers.” He sat back so that he could take off his shirt, dropping it on the table off to the side.
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The bar had stocked the room with everything they might need: lime wedges, salt, and tequila, and once Sara had indulged herself by checking out a shirtless Thomas, she got a poured out a couple of shots, handing one to Thomas. It seemed common courtesy that he got a shot before he laid down on the table.
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Thomas downed the shot after raising it to the women in a wordless toast before standing up and unbuttoning his jeans to push them down a little on his hips before laying back on the table. “No teeth ladies. Not here at least.” He teased as he made himself comfortable.
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Sara lined up the salt on Thomas’s stomach, and place the shot glass above on his sternum. “Say ‘ahhh,’” she said, before putting the lime wedge in his mouth, and then she turned to the girl. “I thought you could have the honour of going first,” she said with a wink. “Unless you’d rather get a demonstration first.”
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Thomas shot her a wink as he did what she told him too, opening his mouth to say ahh for her to put the wedge in place. Their new friend seemed a little hesitant as she looked between the two of them. “Demonstration first.” She said after a moment.
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Sara plopped the lime into Thomas' mouth, grinning. "Watch and learn, young grasshopper," Sara teased the other girl, before bringing her lips to Thomas's hips and licking the line of salt up to his stomach. She took the shot glass waiting for her there between her lips and tilted her head back to swallow the shot, and, removing the shot glass from her mouth with her fingers. Then she laid her lips on Thomas’s, lingering a little longer than strictly necessary just to grab the lime there.
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Thomas hadn’t been joking when he said he was picky about who did shots off him. He had to trust you. Or at least be really attracted to you. And he might not have known Sara long but they’d clicked in a way he didn’t with most people. He trusted her on top of finding her attractive and fun to be with. Plus he didn’t think either of them actually thought this was going to go anywhere more than friends with benefits. He smiled around the lime in his mouth as she licked up that line of salt and then took the shot. He was trying to make sure he paid attention to both of them even though he couldn’t talk right then, eyes going back and forth between the two women and catching their gaze when he could. He lifted his head up slightly so that he could kiss Sara briefly before laying back down, an almost challenging smile on his face as he quirked one brow at the other woman. “Your turn.”
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Sara felt the same way about Thomas. It was nice just having fun with someone without needing to worry about strings, or about drama, or about things getting messy. She had the feeling that he wasn’t the type to get jealous if she was going to be fooling around with other people, and that was exactly what she needed right now. It was exactly what she needed ever since she’d nearly ruined her relationship with Laurel because of her feelings for Oliver.
Sara took a seat on the couch and watched as the girl did her body shot. She giggled nervously when she kissed Thomas, but from the flushed grin on her face, it looked as though she had enjoyed the experience.
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Thomas had broken the rule of staying still a little bit when the girl kissed him, bringing his hand up to tangle in her hair and pull her closer as he deepened it just a little at first and then more when she didn’t resist. Actually returning it. He grinned up at her as he let go and looked over at Sarah with a cocky grin. “My turn?”
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Sara draped an arm over the back of the couch, taking a swig from the bottle of tequila. “Only if you ask nicely,” she said with a wink.
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Thomas sat up on the table and looked at her. “How nicely we talking about? Because I can be very very nice Sara.”
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“I think you’ll just have to show me later,” Sara said, getting up from her seat on the couch. She was glad that she’d decided on the tank top and the tight blue jeans instead of the slinky black dress she’d been originally thinking about. She pulled the tank top over her head, revealing the black sports bra underneath, and took Thomas’s place on the table.
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Thomas let out a low whistle as he watched Sara take off her top, teasing her as he slid off so she could take his place. “Deal.” He said pouring her shot to take before putting the lime wedge in her mouth. He looked at their new friend. “You want to go first this time?” He asked her as he finished getting everything ready in a few movements.
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“Sure,” the girl said shyly, and she bit her lower lip as she glanced over at Sara. Now that she’d done this before, she seemed to enjoy herself more, licking the salt off Sara’s flat stomach and glancing up at Thomas as she did so, Sara’s back arching a little under her tongue. She took the shot smoothly, and then finished with the lime, giving Sara a bit of a kiss before she finished.
“I could get used to this,” she said, glancing over at Thomas again.
***
Thomas took a shot while he watched the two women, thoroughly enjoying the show as he made himself at home on the arm of the couch.
He raised one eyebrow at Sara’s comment as he approached the table and leaned over to whisper in her ear. “Well...why don’t you think about what we can do to make sure you get used to it while I take my shot.” He pulled away and gave her a wink as he moved down the table, adding more salt where he wanted before he licked it off her stomach and took his shot off her. Finishing up with the lime and kissing the blonde again, giving her just a little bit of tongue before pulling back.
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As far as Sara was concerned, she’d have been fine if that kiss had gone on a little longer. She had a pleasant buzz going on, and she was eager to make it last for as long as she could.
“What do you say the three of us get out of here?” she asked.
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Thomas grinned at both of them. “I think it’s a great idea. My place?”
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“Your place sounds perfect,” she asked, turning to the girl for confirmation. It wasn’t like Sara could exactly offer up her place. She didn’t think her sister, or her 2 year old niece, would appreciate that very much at all.