Yoga with dl_greenarrow

[chloesullivan]

It had been a very long day, but Chloe wasn't exactly looking forward to getting back to Oliver's. Oliver had challenged her to Yoga. Just once, he said, I'll show you how it works. She really had had no choice but to go for it, mostly because Chloe wasn't one to back out of a challenge.

She had stopped by her apartment to pick up her car and some more clothes and had taken the time to change. She was wearing the best exercise-friendly clothes she could find in her closet: A pair of loose fitting shorts and a tank top, she figured that would work.

Chloe opened the elevator gates and stepped out of it, "let the torture begin," she announced dramatically when she saw him.

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[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe shrugged and dropped her purse and a small bag of clothes on the couch then reached behind her hair to pull it up, her top riding up slightly, "yoga?" she reminded him, eyebrows raising slowly, "if you don't wanna do it anymore, I'm okay with that too." She smirked slowly, doing her best to keep her spirits up.

Her earlier conversation with Oliver about his crush was still bothering her a little, she had no idea who it could be if it wasn't Lois, but now she knew he had someone else in his life, someone he had up on a pedestal, apparently, and she had done that with Lana and Clark before, she knew there was no competing for attention when a guy saw someone like that... not that she was planning on competing but part of had wondered before... what if?

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

His eyes involuntarily lingered on the smooth expanse of skin that was exposed when she tied her hair back in a ponytail. He inhaled sharply, dropping the file onto his desk and forced himself to look down. "Right, yoga. Nope, you're not getting out of that one, Sidekick." He rose to his feet. "I'll go change." He offered her a smile, then headed away from his desk.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe watched him go and picked up her bag, walking towards the guest room and dropping it on the floor by the closet before looking at herself in the mirror, she made a face and adjusted her clothes for a second then walked back to the living room.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver changed into a pair of sweat pants and a whie tank top, wondering why the hell he'd suggested he teach her yoga. Brilliant idea, Queen, he berated himself. Because teaching her yoga meant he was going to have to actually touch her.

"I'm so screwed," he grumbled, rubbing a hand over his face before slowly heading back out to the living room.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe looked up when he walked back in and set the file folder she had been looking on the couch, her brain quickly informing her that Oliver should always wear wife beaters. She did her best not to stare and got up, putting the best smile she could, "took you long enough," teasing eased the tension, right?

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He grinned involuntarily at the sight of her smile. "Yeah, well..." He shrugged a little good-naturedly and moved to the sofa, pushing it back out of the way and then heading to the closet, grabbing a couple of yoga mats. He spread them out side by side and looked up at her.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She looked at him for a moment then sighed, nodding and stepping over tone one of the mats, "so, how painful is this going to be?" She asked with raised eyebrows.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help but chuckle a little. "It won't be painful, I promise. Yoga's very relaxing. And if something starts to hurt, let me know and we'll stop. That's the only rule in yoga--if it hurts, stop." He didn't really consider the innuendo of his words.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

He didn't but Chloe couldn't help but smirk when her brain went just there, "that rule applies to other things too, you know? Do we need a safe word?" She couldn't help it, the amount of sarcasm and teasing just got higher when she was slightly uncomfortable.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He responded before his brain could tell his mouth to shut up. "Whatever you do, don't just say 'oh, Oliver' and we'll be good." He smirked.

Shit. Had he really just said that to Chloe?

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Well," She raised her eyebrows and cocked her head a little, "I'm pretty sure I wouldn't say 'oh, Oliver'" she gave it a little intonation and paused before continuing, "if I had a problem with what you were doing." Yeah, she was probably blushing, what was wrong with her? Chloe kept the smirk on her face, though, anything else would have been awkward.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

The breathy way she said the phrase made his skin flush and it was all he could do not to ask her what she would say. "Right. You'd probably taser me, right?" Shaking his head--and also still smirking because what else was he supposed to do?-- he took a breath and sat down on the mat, indicating for her to do the same.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe did as he instructed and sat down, almost relieved that he had mostly dropped the subject... "not unless you asked nicely." She winced a little and shook her head, glancing at him,

"so, hm, do we just sit here and relax? Because I'm okay with that." She added quickly, hoping he would completely drop the innuendo this time.