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The Sexy Professionals Meme

Everyone has to pay the bills, but that doesn't mean you can't have a little fun while on the clock. This is the meme for people who balance business with pleasure by doing them both at the same time.

Instructions:
1. Post name, fandom, kinks, and whatever job(s) your character might have.
2. Tag in with your own professional sexyperson.
3. Get to work!

Options:

1. Sexy Police Officer: What is your perp willing to do to get out of that speeding ticket? Otherwise it might be time for a strip search.

2. Sexy Servant: Gardener, pool boy, maid, babysitter. You just want to keep your boss happy, even if it means performing a few extra services.

3. Sexy Salesperson: You really, really need to make your sales quota for a month. How can you possibly convince your target that your product will bring them unresistable pleasure?

4. Sexy Lawyer: You're determined to win this court case at any cost--you just need to get your hands on those legal briefs first.

5. Sexy Deliveryperson: One of the classics. You came here to deliver pizza or a tasteful fruit arrangement, but your customer has another way of paying you.

6. Sexy Librarian/Teacher: You're a firm advocate of education and order, but once you take those thick-rimmed glasses off it's a whole different story.

7. Sexy Scientist: You're just here to do some rigorous experimentation. That's why you've got so little on under your lab coat.

8. Sexy Doctor/Nurse: You need to give your patient a proper check-up, which means you'll have to be very thorough about inspecting their body.

9. Sexy Wildcard: Find your own way of being professional!

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(M/F and she basically screams sexy librarian in the clerk sense.)

((Cross Canon with her helping a "trying not to be obvious" god find a mystical book that shouldn't be on earth that gives someone the power to charm or manipulate gods? Her touching it has interesting side effects?

AU where a large stranger needs help finding some old newspapers and decides to also have some fun since it seems to be an excruciating slow day at the library?))

(Can be the sexy servant [butler or "maid"], sexy deliveryperson. Kink List)

(A combination of 6 and 7 sound okay with Felicity's unique background coming into play?)

[ That sounds perfect! ]

(Okay! Did you wanna start us off or should I?)

((Any preference on which she is? We can do cross canon or AU.))

[I would say sexy librarian and I am not picky on Cross Canon or au ]

((How about AU? She's closing up the library for the night and "accidentally" forgot to tell one guest before locking up? She can even fake scold or make it as campy as you want.))

Andrew hadn't expected to see Tommy again, so this was a pleasant surprise. Albeit one he greeted with skepticism considering the circumstances, as he stood from his desk at the law firm.

"Please tell me you're here to see me, and not because you or somebody else got arrested," he deadpanned.

[l o l]

[ Would have to be academy-era for anyone other than Hugh but this is hilarious bring it. ]

[Brando has contractually agreed to be the sexy interviewee to Lois's sexy reporter]

[ currently interning at a very prestigious law office, paralegal flavor (can incorporate witchyness also) ]

[ Either as, well, the doctor she is; or something with 2, 6, or 7. ]

[Interested in either Moira or Angela as the other's assistant? Could be back in the day or a modern canon AU.]

[ Back in the day could definitely be interesting; maybe Angela interned with Moira? I'd also be up for AUing if you've a preference. ]

(( "sexy" and "professional" are relative terms ))

I'd love to play Jimmy against:

A sexy police officer, lawyer, librarian/teacher/professor, scientist, doctor or nurse!

Roles for Jimmy:

Sexy Servant, sexy deliveryperson, salesperson, professional thief/criminal...

Or we could make up our own shit!

((The sexiest scientist. If you want to play in Ivy's hero AU the details are in the journal. Short version is she's a member of the JLA

Also open to any wildcard options like arguing superhero is a profession.))

Mathematicians. You couldn't do science without them, and they were boring and generally almost grey. So Pamela wasn't expecting much from her appointment other than to be left alone and a bit of help, so she might as well have the meeting in her lab.

Which is when there was a knock on the door from what looked like a lost student in a tight blouse and a miniskirt who spent more time on her appearance than her studies. "Hi! I'm Doctor Lydia Martin." Who apparently in her publications only ever used her initial and her last name. "I believe you were waiting for me Dr. Isley?" Her glance over Pamela was assessing - but not half as curious as the glance round the lab, and her grip on the tablet in her hand was relaxed even as she gently reached out to stroke a curious vine.

OOC: Ivy's AU works - Lydia has some powers in her own canon.

Pamela's lab was rather out of the way of Gotham proper, mostly to avoid anyone getting funny ideas of messing with her lab by just keeping it mostly a secret. Even after she stopped working for her company after the obvious attempt to kill her by her co-worker that lead into this new life she still continued her work for the betterment of others.

In this case she was working on some rather detailed work to help make more tenacious plant life to grow in more barren regions. She knew this would take much more work than she could do alone to make it right so she picked out someone at the top of their field. Dr. L Martin was someone whose papers she read enough of to trust their work and a few phone calls later she worked out a contract with them.

Opening the door Lydia would be treated to the sight of Pamela loosely wearing a lab coat, the bottom buttons unbuttoned to let her skin show and the sleeves rolled up. The lab itself was what you would expect from a well-equipped lab but there was plant life in any area that wouldn't risk contamination, vines along the walls as well as elsewhere.

Pamela looked momentarily surprised at her new arrival, but unlike someone else would in her position she didn't judge for more than a second. Appearances could be deceiving after all. "A pleasure to finally meet you Dr. Martin though please call me Pamela. We will be working together for a while after all."

The vine she touched wouldn't feel any different from any other plant life however it did react to the touch, curling in towards Lydia's hand, it wouldn't entrap her hand though.

"Please come in. We can talk about the details inside. I'm sure you have more than a few questions."

She lead Lydia inside, past the lab and into a sitting room. There were some comfortable chairs with a table between and the entire room was covered in windows to let in as much sun in as possible. "Have a seat. Since I was the one to ask you to come out here feel free to ask as many questions as you need to."

With that Pamela sat down and waited for Lydia's questions.

Lydia smiled, following Ivy in and looking her over appreciatively. "Then call me Lydia. And thank you for not assuming that I couldn't possibly be me." She could have made herself look older, but instead was deliberately aggressively young-looking to throw off expectations.

"And more than a few questions." Lydia frowned slightly as she sat down, back to the sun to allow Ivy the sun-facing chair. "Starting with what exactly is your goal. Because it would be very easy to play a Monsanto stunt with this stuff and patent the seeds to make people living there dependent on you." Lydia shrugged, distractingly. "Game theory is a branch of mathematics after all. And that's hardly the only bad scenario even if planting a cutting should work." Which was implicit from the research, even if it wasn't from the notes; clearly Lydia understood more about the actual biology than the average mathematician.

"I admit you weren't the person I was picturing in my head, but I know a thing or two about expectations. Your work speaks for itself." She smiled warmly at Lydia. "After all if you were the stuffy older scientist I was expecting I'm sure you would have said something about this not exactly being proper lab attire."

"That's a fair question. My intention is to not only provide these seeds to any distributor that asks, but provide our methodology once we perfected it so anyone could repeat the process given the right materials. The only requirement I'd put in is that if they altered our methodology in any way they must make their new method clear."

"So essentially they will be like any piece of open source technology with just some ethical requirements to be sure people know if they're getting the seeds we put the time and research into or if there's been any changes."

This was rather stiff conversation even if it was necessary. She decided to inject a lighter topic "I'm not sure what arrangements you plan to make for staying nearby, but if you like I don't mind if you stay with me. If I can trust you as a lab partner I can trust you as a house guest after all."

Lydia shrugged. "It suits you. And you're not actually working in your lab right now, so no need for the protective gear unless you've really poor biohazard protocols. Which isn't in line with your reputation."

And a frown as she lent forwards. "GPLd biology won't make anyone involved in the project rich." And she let that sentence hang there for a second before shrugging with a smile. "Fortunately mathematicians who want money play poker or the stock market, and I'm very good at both. As well as having bought and sold Bitcoin at the right time. And that should be shut down on environmental grounds."

"But there are other downsides I can see?" Lydia's frown returned. "Like the way I think those plants will grow on brick and mortar, and break up both brickwork and adobe. If someone leaves their home for a couple of months, what happens?"

A pause for an answer. "I'm not always the easiest housemate, and last time I shared with a biologist I don't even want to know what they were culturing in the fridge. But if you're civilised and I am, this place looks lovely."

"Some of the people I've worked with are a bit too professional for their own good. Lacking some common sense. Admittedly I don't do this just because it looks good. Even if it does."

She listened to what Lydia had to say before answering her pertinent question "That's what we're going to have to test as well. We need to minimize spread or perhaps have some specific ways of growing it. Either way I'm definitely not out to make a glorified weed. It's not leaving the lab until we know exactly how it can be safely grown."

Pamela smiles at the response "Well as long as you don't have any dangerous habits and don't intend to have wild parties I think we can get along just fine. Though this won't be where we'll be staying. This is just where I do lab work away from prying eyes. If you want we can go to my home now since I don't expect traveling has put you in any mood to get straight to work."

Lydia laughed. "When I throw wild parties these days I get people to pay me to arrange them. I threw my first wild party for my fifteenth birthday. My parents gave me a hundred dollars and said they'd be out of town for the weekend. They weren't expecting a two day party with fifty guests and live music and me staying within the budget. But I wouldn't do that unless you wanted me to."

"As for dangerous habits, I was kidnapped four times in high school if that counts? And took up krav maga afterwards which might be another one? But I like my brain in one piece, so no drugs and I don't drink much." She smiled, also having told Ivy that she wasn't defenceless just in case this was a trap. It probably wasn't. "And seeing your home would be wonderful."

She blinked at the latter of Lydia's admissions "Four times?! That's got to be a record for a non-dignitary. Are you sure you're not secretly a hero too?" Ivy being one of the few heroes who really couldn't and didn't try to hide her identity was pretty open about it.

"It's good to hear you can defend yourself though. Gotham has gotten a little better with the rise of heroes, but it's still good to know how to deal with someone that crosses the line."

Pamela moved to stand up with a smile "Alright I'm pretty proud of it to be honest. The city was going to demolish the place and turn it into a parking lot, but I convinced them to gift it to me and I use it as a safe haven for myself and others when they need it. No one's staying there right now though so you'll have your pick of where to stay."

"If you don't want to share my bed that is," She lightly teased as she headed towards the door. "It's a short trip from here to there thankfully."

Pamela would lead Lydia out the door and towards Gotham proper, a little ways into the city they'd find Pamela's place. It was an apartment building that had seen better days. Pamela's touches were pretty clear though. There was much more vegetation on the side of the building than there would normally be and the top floor clearly had a new addition of a glass roof.

"Here it is. Like I said the city was going to demolish this place, but instead I refurbished it over time." The front door opened for them both as she walked inside, a vine had unlocked the door and opened it for them both and would shut the door as they entered.

The first floor was an open living space with; chairs, a tv and in the back there was a kitchen. The space much like the lab had plant life coming from the walls and in areas where it wouldn't get in the way.

"First floor's the living space. The second and third floors all have fully working one bedroom apartments. My room's up on the fifth and the top floor is the master bath. You have your pick of the rooms other than the one with Harley's name on the door. You're also welcome to use the master bath, really I'll probably just take you up there myself after you've had a look around."

"Nah. Stiles managed five." Lydia shrugged. "And no I'm not a hero, just someone whose best friend was a hunter in love with a werewolf. And was the only organised one in the lot when I wasn't tripping over dead bodies. Worst superpower ever. Gotham's positively peaceful and safe compared to Beacon Hills."

And Lydia returned Ivy's smile on the way, teasingly. "I'd certainly like to see the top floor." Not a direct acceptance for now, but definitely one saying she was open to the possibility.

And she looked at the house and smiled. "I'd half expected a giant treehouse. And I'm fairly sure the Clown Princess would love that." A slight frown. "Now I come to think of it, how practical would something like that be? It would probably take too long and take too much space."

"Alright though to be fair I know at least three heroes that don't have any powers. Just a bright mind and some determination." Which she was deciding Lydia had in spades.

She giggled at the thought of a giant tree house in the middle of Gotham. "It'd take years of concerted effort and space would be a serious issue. Not just for the trunk of the tree, but how long the roots would be."

"I like this place though it's a good mix of nature and daily comforts. Even if I'm basically half plant I am still human in most ways. Anyway come on I'll show you the master bath since you seem interested."

She decided to loosely wrap her arm around Lydia's middle as she lead the other woman to an elevator "Of course everything here runs off solar power and other renewable resources."

With that she pressed the button for the top floor. It was a short trip up and they were standing in a hall, one way leading to the stairs back down and the other a door to the rest of the room. "This is probably the part of this place I'm the most proud of."

She let go of Lydia to open the doors and show her the master bathroom. Though one would find it hard to describe it as such at first glance. This was clearly what the glass roof was for as the entire area was covered in greenery except for what could only be described as a small pond at the center. On closer inspection someone would be able to see that there was a filtration system to keep the bath clean.

"I think you can see why it's my favorite spot."

"And a lot of physical strength, bravery, and coordination." Lydia shrugged. "I'm not bullet proof. And I'm in shape but know the limits of that." Another shrug. "Of course I've run comms for six werewolves, a kitsune, a hunter, and a couple of others while busy researching."

Her eyes meanwhile were looking around even as she flirtatiously lent into the other woman on the lift on the way up. "This place is fascinating. And..." Her eyes widened as the lift opened. "Beautiful."

Then she bit her lip, showing her first sign of embarrassment before her voice dropped to something low and teasing. "I've always wondered. You can obviously control vines - are they as useful as they seem?"

"Well that's still a pretty important job." She smiled, "Though I get what you mean, being a vigilante isn't for everyone."

Seeing Lydia's reaction to the bath reminded her why the effort to get this place built was well worth it. Watching her reaction meant she also caught that sign of embarrassment from her as well.

That shift in tone was surprising, but not unpleasant. She adopted a similarly teasing tone as she spoke "Well they're strong, durable and quite flexible. They can hold on tight without causing harm. Maybe you should just see for yourself."

The last comment is the only warning Lydia would get before a pair of vines came out of the ground and slowly wrapped around her leg, moving up until they were wrapped around her thigh. There was definitely no moving while they were wrapped around her, but just as Pamela said it didn't hurt at all.

"Does that answer your question or should I give you a more detailed demonstration?"

"Vigilantes don't solve root causes." Lydia shrugged. "They help. But Lex does more good from providing jobs than he ever does in that battlesuit of his."

Her breath caught as her legs were bound, and her eyes darkened as she struggled a little and in vain. "Oh I don't think that this satisfies my curiosity at all. And I've always found details important."

"Oh most certainly, but you can't deny we also deal with sociopaths that no matter what would have gone down that path." This would be a conversation for later however as Lydia's current state was by far more pressing and interesting.

"Well what kind of scientist would I be if I didn't fully sate by colleagues curiosity?" her tone remained teasing.

"They're even better for more detailed work than you would think."

Another vine sprouted out from the ground this one showing its more dexterous nature by sliding up and under Lydia's blouse and unfastening her bra before pulling it out and harmlessly setting it aside.

Pamela reached out her hand to cup Lydia's cheek affectionately "I was just going to suggest we have a nice soak in the bath, but I wouldn't mind a thorough scientific demonstration before that then. Do you have any specific questions or should I just keep going?"

Lydia raised one eyebrow, letting the vine have her bra. "Remarkable dexterity. Can they also undo buttons?"

She smirked, dropping a kiss into Pamela's palm. "If I wanted you to stop I'd tell you. And I can be extremely curious, but don't yet know enough to know what questions to ask."

That kiss earned a smile from Pamela "Alright, guess given what you've seen I shouldn't be overly cautious with you."

"To answer your question, yes they can undo buttons they just need to be of a more appropriate size."

A pair of vines sprouted from the ground these about the width of a finger. One wrapped itself around a button on Lydia's blouse and the other undid the button. Ivy would keep this going until all the buttons were undone.

"I admit to using them when I'm feeling a bit lazy myself." The vines went ahead and unbuttoned Ivy's own lab coat as well as pulled off bottoms leaving her coat open and Ivy just wearing her panties.

"I don't normally talk about this because I feel like it's excusing myself for something I have no need to excuse myself for, but I don't just wear so little clothing because it looks good but also because my unique biology means I get sluggish if I don't get enough sun."

She laughed softly "So if you ever want to see me naked you're likely to find me up here sunbathing in the mornings."

Lydia looked Ivy over with a smile even as the vines stripped her blouse. "I'm sure that that's an excellent view. And with my colouring the morning or the evening is the only time I can sunbathe without being burned to a crisp. And it's a side zipper for my skirt." Another challenge for Ivy's vines.

"Of course I'm too much of a perfectionist to want tan lines. And normally like relaxing after my early morning run. This looks like an excellent place to relax." Lydia smiled.

It wasn't even really a challenge once she spotted the zipper. A small vine unzipped the skirt and let it fall off of Lydia.

"Someone joining me sunbathing? That'd be a treat really. Harley's lovely, but she's a bit too energetic to take things slowly." She stepped closer to Lydia running her hand up the other woman's body until she was cupping Lydia's cheek.

"Though I admit I may find myself getting a little distracted if you were to join me. I hope that's alright."

Tired of letting her vines have all the fun she leaned in and pressed a kiss to Lydia's lips.

"Harley's as hyperactive the rest of the time as she appears?" Lydia smiled as she was left in red sheer lace panties and heels.

"And I'm flattered by being a distraction for the superhero." Lydia smiled, sliding a hand along Ivy's cheek into her hair, and returning the kiss enthusiastically and open-mouthed.

"Yep that girl doesn't have an off switch just varying levels of excited," She laughs as she melts into the kiss.

Pamela parts her own lips easy entwining her tongue with Lydia's. Now that they were kissing like this Lydia would discover a little known fact about Ivy, she tasted slightly sweet like a fruit. The exact flavor would be hard to pin down as it wasn't overpowering.

Allowing herself to touch Lydia now her hands roamed freely, going over Lydia's side and down her back before finally resting on her ass to give it a firm squeeze.

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