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[ It's definitely close to a prayer. A prayer to Sara Lance and the way she teases him. She comments on how she likes when he says her name and all he can manage for her is a smile. Wide and bright. Because he knows he'll be saying her name a lot if she carries on like this. She'll drive Steve crazy. Not that she hasn't already started that. He's certainly feeling frazzled and completely frayed at the ends by her. Just looking at her down there and the way she's smiling at him. It makes Steve's whole body feel like it's alive.
She's not wrong though. He's not been on the receiving end of one of these. Definitely not on the giving end. It's strange to say the least. Having a woman nestled so snugly between her your legs. Knowing exactly what's to come. He's also more than aware how vulnerable of a position it is for both parties. That isn't lost on him. He's fairly in touch with his feelings and how other people might be feeling. It doesn't escape him that Sara is putting a part of herself on the line here like this. It actually makes him smile more.
But he watches her scoot closer. His body on edge as he waits. She seems to ready herself and get into a more comfortable position. Before he can even process a thought her mouth wraps around him and Steve tips his head back. A strangled sound at first before he finds his voice. This time a louder groan as he says her name again. He's definitely praying at the altar of Sara Lance right now. ]
Killing me, Sara.
[ But what a way to go. ]
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