AN: So, yeah, another drabble. I own nothing but the plot. Read and review, please!
The Arrowcave is dark when Oliver enters. He's glad; the past few nights have been tough and he just needs some alone time. As much as he cares for Felicity, with her incessant babbling, and Digg, with his heartfelt speeches, sometimes he just wants to be alone to his thoughts and punches. He doesn't even bother to turn the light on, instead just heads straight for his workout plan.
Oliver is just stripping down to his skivvies when the light turns on and in walks Felicity. She starts to babble something about surveillance she wanted to check when Oliver holds up his hand to stop her. After all, deep down he knew she'd be back. She had a date with Barry (what she saw in the nerd, Oliver would never know), but she'd mentioned coming back to see if the bug on Roy had picked up anything.
(Yes, he bugged his sister's boyfriend. He couldn't help it. After the Miraku incident, Roy had been acting strange and Oliver wanted to make sure Roy wasn't a threat to Thea. Or anyone, for that matter.)
That's why he was really here. To see Felicity. Oliver could lie and say he wanted alone time all he wanted (which he did), but really he wanted alone time with Felicity. Oliver wanted to be working out while she sat at her computer, occasionally looking (read: staring) at him.
He didn't want her out on dates with Barry, the lying nerd freak from Central City. As controlling as it sounded, he wanted Felicity in the Arrowcave with him, where she was safe. He had planned to bug her, but Diggle had told him Felicity would just find the bug and be pissed. Besides, he wasn't sure he could stand listening to Barry and Felicity flirt all night. He may show up and put an arrow in the nerd.
"Oliver?" Felicity said, pulling him from the murderous turn his thoughts hand taken. "Hellooo, Earth to Oliver?"
Without a second though, Oliver marched across the room and fixed his mouth to Felicity's. Her beautiful mouth, always covered in that pink lipstick that would soon coat his lips as well.
He didn't know why he did it and at the moment he could care less. All that matters is the feeling of Felicity coming to life underneath him, working her lips with his, winding her arms behind his back as he lifts her up, her legs instantly wrapping around his torso, despite the tightness of her dress.
Before he realizes what he's doing, clothes are coming off and he's laying her down on the table. He knows that's not right. He should take Felicity to his house, her apartment, anywhere but the cold metal table of the Arrowcave. She deserves high thread count sheets and fluffy pillows, not a cold table where both he and Diggle have come back from the dead.
But he can't stop. In fact, when he tries to tell Felicity they need to stop, to change locations, she bites his lip and just kisses him harder. Very un-Felicity, but then again, he knew that buried beneath the snarky IT persona was a sexy goddess.
So he lets it continue and it's not long before he's inside of her and oh God, it's the closest to Heaven he's ever been. All of the years on the island, all the fighting he does, all of the pain he feels is gone and all he feels is Felicity around him, all he hears is her moaning his name, and all he sees is the look on her face as he pushes her over the edge over and over again.
Afterward, he holds her close to him. She starts to babble about it being just sex, but he silences her with a kiss and tells her that no, it meant something. He tells her that he's done hiding from his feelings and she's his now, that is, if she'll have him.
And Felicity just smiles and Oliver smiles as they drift off to sleep, the lights still burning bright around them and Oliver is glad he wasn't alone tonight.