I just need a hug

She ran to Arrows room after the scene in the hallway. She slammed the door shut and just tried to collect herself, breathing steadily. She locked the door and turned to look at Arrow. She ran to hug him.

He was surprised when suddenly the door was slammed open and then closed. He turned around to see Amanda in his room. He was opening his mouth to ask what was wrong. But before he could even say anything her arms were around him. His arms went around her by habit. She felt so right in his arms. He hold her, being blind by her hair. “What is wrong?”

She burried her head to his chest. "I ran into Deathstroke just now." She pulled away from the hug. "He gave me this." She said showing the hickey on her neck. "Trust me I beat him really good after it."

He looked at the hickey. He gave her a small smile. “I wouldn’t expect anything else from you.” His fingers went over the hickey. He was angry. That guy had no right to touch her. Even no rights to look at her. He bent sucking on her neck at the same spot where the hickey was. He caressed her back. He backed up looking at her. “Now that is mine.” He smiled at her.

She smiled up at Oliver. "You are so sweet." She said as she walked to sit on his bed. "Do you mind if I stay in your room tonight? I don't want to go in mine at the moment."

He watched her. “If you want you may use this room as your own.” He twitched when he said those words. Seriously… You confessed not long ago. And now you’re asking her to stay in the same room. He wanted to hit himself. He looked at her, waiting for her response.

She smiled at him. "Thank you. It's just that, I don't want to be alone right now." She said looking down. "Not that I can't take him on, but I just don't want him touching me again."

He walked towards her. He took her hands. He wanted to tell her that he knew. He wanted to help but he didn’t know how. He just hold her hands, standing there as an idiot.

She looked at him when he took her hands. She smiled warmly. "You are helping by just being here, you make me feel safe and calm." She pulled him to sit down next to her.

He willing went to sit next to her. He went to sit further on the bed, pulling her against him. “I’m glad. You feel that way.

She relaxed into his embrace. "You are welcome." She then looked up at him. "Oliver. What kind of person you are in your universe?" She reached her hand to yank his beard playfully. "I mean underneath the emerald archer costume." She asked smiling.

He smiled at her. He for a second he was doubting but she could find out anyway. “I’m a billionaire playboy.” He said it as a matter of fact. “I have an son, adopted. And I in my free time I’m a hero.”
He looked at her. “And what are you in your universe?”

She laughed. "I'm one of the heads of the crime syndicate. Or was, I suppose my share has been divided between the remaining members. So I'm rich too." She said winking at him. "In your universe my good twin is that Wonder Woman girl. How do you see me now?" She asked kissing his lips seductively.

He laughed the thought that she and Wonder Woman were the same was weird. “Still the same. Maybe she is your twin but I prefer you so much more.” He kissed her back. “So you’re an Amazone. The best and you were bored so you left.” He wanted to know more about her. “Did I forget to say anything expect your gorgeous?”

She nodded. "Yes, I'm an Amazon." She pushed him on the bed and crawled ontop of him. "A fierce, man hating warrior, trained to kill every man who dare to cross me." She kissed him roghly, and pulled away smirking playfully.

He looked at her. He got the hint. It was a double one. And he could only hope she would never experience his betrayal. His hand went down to her ass, pushing her down to his body. His other hand went in her hair. He kissed her with passion. “That is strange. I thought you told me you loved me.” He smirked back to her.

She grinned at him. "I do." She kissed him again and moved her kisses to his neck. "I'm.... just .... saying..... I have.... a darker side too..." She said inbetween kisses. "You are a special case, very special." She said laying down on his chest and looking him in the eyes. She rested her head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

He felt her kisses go to his neck. Normally his heart wouldn’t race this fast. But her words and her eyes that looked straight at him. His heart skipped a beat. He felt her head against his chest. It only made his heartbeat even faster. His hands were laying on her back and ass. It was annoying. She had some power that made him flustered. That made his cheeks turn soft red. “Everybody has a darker side. The question is. If I may also know that darker side.” He was glad his voice sounded normal. Now he only could hope she would look up.

She looked up at him and lifted her head. She folded her arms on his chest and laid her chin on her arms. "You want to see my Amzon side kick your ass? You better not want that archer." She said tapping his nose gently. She laid her head down and looked into his eyes. "So, what is your dark side like?"

He smiled at her but got serious. “Full of hate. Pain and…. A jackass.” He played with her hair. “Something I don’t want to be. Or want to use. But in the end it is the strongest part of me.” He smirked. “Strange but familiar at the same time.” He used that side when he killed Shayera. He used that side to survive here. But she didn’t need to know that. He will try to make sure she will never find out.

She let her fingers caress his face. "Like me, except for the jackass part." She laughed. "I rather not go there either. I'm one hell of a demon to please when you get on my wrong side." She kissed him softly.

He kissed her back, the opposite of her soft kiss. He smiled against her lips while whispering. “Thanks for the warning. I will be careful.” He swiftly changed the way they were laying. Now he was on top. He smiled at her teasing. “Not.” He kissed her soft and bitted her lower lip soft. He went down nibbling on her neck softly.

She giggled when he rolled her from ontop of him. "You are really atatched on being on top aren't you?" She kissed him back, her hand caressing his cheek. He started kissing her neck. She smiled loving how his lips were moving on her skin. She sighed contently.

He smirked against her skin. He went up, making space between them. He looked her in the eyes. “If you want the top. You need to fight for it.” He kissed her passionately.

She smirked. "If I fight for the top, you would end up really hurt." She said winking at him. "I fight to win, or not at all." She crept her hand behind his neck and pulled him to a rough kiss. She bent her legs so that they were on either side of his body.