I'm back! Yay! Now who's ready for some Olicity loving? *raises hand* This is the smut chapter, nothing but it. I mean maybe a few key moments in their relationship but mostly smut. And I'm sorry for the wait but hey I got a life and it's crazy. Season four premiered yesterday and I hope you enjoy the rest of the season.

Disclaimer x3: I own NOTHING! The CW and DC comics own all of it. If I owned it that brick wall in the alley we have the "I don't want to be a woman you love" speech would be put to good use!

Her skin was on fire, every nerve sizzling with energy as his hands trailed over them. Back pressed against something flat, was it a wall or the table or even the counter top in her kitchen? Felicity didn't know anymore, her world had darkened to him, to them. His lips trailed down her neck, branding her. "Fuck…" She breathed, body arching against his in an attempt to get closer. 'How did we get here?' She wondered as Oliver's hand slid between her legs.

*Earlier in the cab*

As they hurried out of the alley, Felicity's cheeks bright pink, hand tightly wrapped in Oliver's larger one, they easily hailed a cab, she slid in first, directing the driver to her place. When she settled back against the seat, her eyes snapped to Oliver's as he settled next to her.

Those beautiful eyes she had gotten lost in were darkened to cobalt blue, pupils blown so that only a small portion of the darkened irises showed. His hand rested high on her thigh as he continued to stare at her. She didn't know what took her over, but in that moment she guided his hand up her leather skirt. Not once did she break eye contact.

His hand tensed on the soft skin of her thigh, the rough calloused skin caressing the smoother skin just under her apex. "Felicity…" He growled lowly so only she could hear. She could tell he was fighting a losing battle. This wasn't how she picture the first time his hands were on her but she was too far got to care, and apparently so was he. "You'll have to be quiet." He bent his head forward, pressing his forehead to hers as his pinky traced the lace of her panties. They could have their slow and romantic after he takes her to an actual bed.

He could feel the heat coming from her, his hand trembling as hers tightened around his wrist, the other coming up to grip the hair at the base of his skull. Her stiff leather skirt fought against his arm, rubbing against the sensitive skin on the inside of his wrist, as he cupped her center, causing her head to fall back against the seat. Dipping his head down further he kissed and sucked at the delicate skin on her neck, causing her hips to roll against his palm. With a quick twitch of his fingers the lace that separated his hand from her core was pushed aside, and he had a finger buried inside of her.

Her eyes popped open, lips parting in a silent gasp. Felicity's eyes fluttered as he started thrusting the single digit slowly, able to bite her cheek to stop her moans from escaping. As he added a second, then third it became harder and harder. She could feel him sucking marks along her collar bone; feel how he stretched her and when he twisted his fingers-Oh! Her legs parted more, giving him more room to hit right there-a little more. A whine escaped her when he removed his hand from under her skirt, looking at him with what she was sure was a pout. He simple smirked down at her, kissing her deeply as the cab started to slow down. When the cabbie stopped, Oliver threw a hundred at him, fixing her skirt as they quickly scrambled out of the cab, fingers locked, and gazes heated.

*Now*

Felicity was ripped out of the memory as her skirt was removed, along with her shirt, leaving her in black lacey panties and a black bra that popped against her creamy skin. Her feet once again were on the floor as she focused her eyes on Oliver.

His shirt was partly open, fedora long forgotten, as he started to kneel in front of her. The lust filled haze he had put her in started to clear, long enough for her to register what he was about to do. "Do you know what you do to me?" He groaned, as she brought her leg up to rest on his shoulder.

"I think I have an idea." She hummed, biting her lip as she watched him. He gave her a wicked smirk, dropping a kiss to her inner thigh, the stubble on his cheek making her whine.

"Seeing you with that guy, his hands on you…" He dropped another kiss followed by a quick nip, "I couldn't take it. You were in my color, wearing a necklace with an arrow as the replacement for the gem…and it wasn't me that you were dancing with." He shifted, spreading her a little wider as he dropped a kiss so close to her wet pussy that her hips arched to get closer to him. His arm pushed against her hips, keeping that part of her body restrained against the wall.

"Ah, ah, ah. Not yet." He teased, lifting her other leg so he and the wall were her only support. Dropping a kiss on her other thigh just past her knee, he moved the hand on her hips down, pulling the now soaked lace out of the way revealing her core to the chilly air before running a finger over her slick entrance. A whine and moan escaped her at his teasing. "Felicity, when I came into the foundry I saw you. In all that lace…" He trailed off; tracing the lace of her panties up to the side and with a quick tug ripped it at the seam. He repeated the action on the other side, letting cold air touch her heated skin. This caused her to gasp, leg tightening on his shoulder.

"I liked those!" She panted, giving him a half hearted glare.

"I'll buy you another pair." He leaned down, licking a swipe between her folds and flicked his tongue against her clit. Her hips bucked against his arm, as she let out a soft cry before he pulled away.

"Y-you saw me?" She panted, wiggling her hips against his arm in a silent attempt to get him to free her, or go back to teasing her clit.

"Damn right I did. French maid…I really don't know if I would have been able to let you out of the Foundry looking like that." He smiled up at her as he pressed her hips further against the wall.

"Let me out-Damn it Oliver! Stop fucking tea-Ah!" She attempted to scold him as his head dipped between her legs, circling his tongue around her throbbing clit once again. "Oliver, fuck!" She moaned, head falling back against the wall. His tongue repeated the motion again, making her eyes screw shut.

He had never heard her curse so much in the time he knew her, unless her tech got injured. Oliver hummed against her, causing her to shiver. The sounds that were spilling from her lips caused the blood to rush from his head to another area of his body. He needed to be inside of her, needed to feel her wrapped around him.

He raised his head, removing his lips and tongue from her core, causing a whine to rip through her throat. "Tell me what you want, Fe-li-ci-ty."

"You. Just you." She opened her eyes, looking down into his blue eyes, which darkened even more with desire and lust. And something else seemed to shine. She'll put a name to that later, at the moment her body tightened in anticipation as he pressed kisses back to her clit. Soft lips brushed against the sensitive bud before sucking on it roughly. He gently pushed a digit into her, quickly followed by another. Felicity's eyes squeezed shut as her cries grew more frequent and in volume.

"Please, Oliver! So close. So, so close." She moved her hips as much as possible with his hand. He hummed against her sensitive skin, crooking his fingers and quickening his thrusts. Her body tightened as she was pushed closer and closer to the edge. Tingling started to spread from the tips of her fingers as she gripped the hairs at the back of his neck. She was so close, needing just a little more…

"I love you." Oliver whispered barely audible to Felicity through the blood rushing through her ears. She came apart at that, back arching, and her lips parting in a gasp for air. The muscles in her legs twitched around his shoulders, and she w as sure there were crescent moons at the nape of his neck. Oliver worked her through her orgasm, slowly slowing his thrusts until her body slumped against the wall.

When she finally regained feeling other than warmth and tingles in her limbs she moved her legs off of his shoulders, slowly opening her eyes and meeting his. She wasn't sure if he knew she had heard him but even if she hadn't the shine in his eyes and overly pleased grin he wore screamed to anyone that he was in love…with her.

This wasn't how she thought the night would end. She knew by pushing him she at most would have gotten on hell of a kiss, but this was something she didn't count on. Pushing him past the damn edge wasn't part of the plan, well not to this extent. But now here they were Oliver still kneeling in front of her, still mostly clothed while she was naked and the most self satisfied smile on his face.

"We're not done yet." She said once her mind started working again. The satisfied smile slipped as he seemed to remember how tight his pants were. Gripping the base of his skull she pulled him up to kiss him again, moaning as she tasted herself on his tongue.

He pulled away, "Where's your room?" She blinked, before pulling him back down to kiss her again as she moved them to her room, barely ever taking her lips from his. Oh shush she knows the layout of her own apartment. Her room was lit by the full moon, giving it enough light for them to see from the open curtains.

When she felt the soft covers on her bed she smiled against his lips, pressing herself flush against him. Her smile widened as she felt the hard length of him against her hip through his pants. "Felicity…" He warned with a soft growl.

She pulled her lips from his fully, and his eyes narrowed at the devious smile gracing her normally innocent lips. Felicity bit her pink painted bottom lip as she used her self defense training to spin the distracted Oliver Queen and shove him onto her bed. He stared at her shocked, attempting to sit up. She quickly moved to straddle his lap, pushing him back down.

"You've already taken care of me. Let me play, Oliver." She grinned, moving her hands quickly to remove the rest of his clothes, rising up to slide his pants and boxers off in one move. When he was finally bare under him a hot blush rushed her cheeks. They stared at each other, breath coming in hard pants. Taking a deep breath, Felicity leaned down, hands trailing up her hands up his starred chest, feeling every scar, wanting to memorize the physical sign of his pain and survival. "Oliver," She whispered when her lips hovered over his, "I love you too." Leaning down fully she kissed him again, softly this time.

Time seemed to slow down as the mood shifted. The hot desire from inside the club and cab burned just beneath the surface, but was pulled reined back. One of his hands cupped her cheek, as the other gripped her waist. When they broke apart, smiling softly at each other, the flames raged again.

Felicity gasped as he flipped them so he was on top. She was about to complain when he pressed his hard cock against her wet center causing her to moan. "Please…" She whispered, dragging her brightly colored nails down his back.

He paused, "Felicity…do you…are you, I mean."

"Oliver, I'm on the pill. Please, I need you." He nodded, lining his hips up with hers. Slowly pushing into her he groaned, dropping his head into the crook of her neck. A gasp passed Felicity's lips as he slid all the way inside of her. It had been a while for her, and the stretch of him was a welcomed, delicious burn. He stopped moving, giving her a moment to adjust. Felicity rolled her hips against his, hitching her legs around his waist and gripping his ass. "Oliver, move!" He huffed out a small laugh and slowly started to thrust his hips.

Felicity moaned, moving her hips with his. She needed more, "Harder, faster. Oliver! Oh God!" She tilted her head back, as he snapped his hips to hers breaking the steady rhythm he had created. She squeeze his ass once more before trailing one of her hands to his back, while the other carded through his short cropped hair. Her nails gently scrapped against his scalp.

He nipped and sucked at the skin of her neck, leaving a mark on the sensitive skin connecting her neck and shoulder. He trailed his nips along her collar bone to her chest. Oliver glanced up her face, memorizing how it scrunched in pleasure. Pleasure he was causing. He sucked one of her sensitive peaks between his lips tracing it with his tongue. He held it between his teeth, flicking his tongue against him.

Felicity's jaw dropped slightly, a moan ripping from her throat. "Yes! More!" He hummed against her, shifting the angle of his hips hitting a spot deep within her. She cried out, her orgasm hitting her suddenly.

Oliver gasped at the sudden tightening of her muscles, sweat forming on both of their skin. A familiar pressure started building at the base of his spin. He moved her leg up on his shoulder, as he moved faster. Felicity clung to him as her body started to become over sensitive. If he kept pounding into her at this angle it would be long before, "Oh God! Fuck, Oliver yes!" She came for the third time, body bowing up. He growled against her skin, before crashing his lips to hers. The warmth that had been building released. He moaned softly as he came, breaking their kiss and leaning his forehead against hers.

She held him as his body spasmed in please, whispering gently into his ear. When he returned from cloud nine their gazes met and she smiled softly. Exhaustion swept over her and her loose muscles hung loosely against him. Pulling out of her slowly, they both moaned at the loss. Oliver shifted them over to the center of the bed, and pulled the covers over their bodies.

Felicity snuggled into his side, resting her cheek over his heart listening to the steadying beat. She traced over his skin with her fingers, feeling him chuckle more than she heard it. She lifted her eyes to his not needing to say a thing for him to understand. He tilted his head, "I love you. Now get some sleep. We have all night, and you'll need your rest."

And damn right did she need her rest, because after they both got their rest it wasn't until the November second that they left her apartment.

Wow guys! I finally finished this Halloween special. It's even October. Okay I will see you lovely readers later. Stay weird-Writer.