Chapter 1 - Mrs Lovergirl
Felicity could not believe how stupid she was, having feelings for Oliver. Her boss. The Arrow. And why in hell would he ever want her? Felicity Smoak? Computer nerd with no mouth filters when he could have Sarah, the one that had been in the same shit he's been through. The one that could understand and relate to him on so many levels.
Ever since Sarah came back for good things have been weird, at least on Felicity's point of view. She felt like she wasn't part of the group anymore, like she was back in high school and no one wanted to talk to her because she was two years younger than everybody, but in this case because she led a normal life with no danger. Having a boring life was never a problem, but then Felicity got herself involved with Oliver and his Arrow business. Before Sara she never felt left out, Digg and Oliver depended on her, but Sarah knew a lot of things, she could totally take Felicity's place on Team Arrow. And she didn't want to be left out in the corner anymore. Digg, Oliver and Sara compered scars and all she had to add was something about her mouth? How stupid was that? At that moment Felicity decided she would train and kick somebodies ass.
When she was training with the dummy, every punch she threw was full of anger. Anger for not being Oliver's type. Anger because Sarah wasn't either and yet he had no problem with that blond. Anger for feeling left out when she knew she was part of the team. Anger because he said he couldn't be with someone he cared about when apparently it was truth. She. Felt. So. Angry. And that was when part of Felicity's problems walked in. Sarah. And she saw her training, which was a little humiliating. But Sarah didn't ask questions or looked at Felicity weirdly, Sarah helped, on her way of helping.
"Plunge your feet." Sarah approached "Strong foundation equals stronger punch." Sarah's right foot pushed Felicity's right foot back and her hands where on Felicity's waist giving her support. Sarah's hand where so warm, she could feel the heat they emanated over her shirt. And for some strange reason Felicity wondered what it would be like to feel Sarah's hand under her shirt.
Because of that thought Felicity's mind was now full of wonder. Would Sarah's hand be rough? She did spend a long time without hand lotion and being an assassin probably would give you callus. And then she though, how would Sarah's skin feel under her creamy soft hands? How would it be like to feel all of those scars on her body. Felicity felt Oliver's scars when she was fixing him up, but never on that slow motion way when you are trying to feel every skin possible on someone's body.
And because of her stupid wondering about Sarah's body Felicity's body was now showing some signs of arousal. Her pupils were dilated, her hands were shaking, she had goose bumps all over her body, her nipples were starting to harden. But she knew that she wasn't aroused by Sarah, there was a logical explanation. But unfortunately Felicity couldn't explain the wetness between her legs. So to not make this anymore embarrassing with Sarah noticing the things she did with Felicity's body she turned around and faced the other woman. Sarah's hands where still on her waist, but now they were moving, making circles over the shirts fabric with her thumb.
"Do you feel it too, don't you Felicity?" Sarah said. "This warm feeling over your spine when I'm near you or I approach you. I feel it all the time just by smelling your perfume in the air."
"I-I don't know w-what you are t-talking about." Felicity stuttered.
"Yes you do. You have goose bumps on your arms, and your hands are shaking because you want to touch me." It was true, her hands were shaking, but for different reasons. There was a logical explanation for all the things she was feeling. Felicity didn't know it because she couldn't think straight. Sarah was so close. "You want to touch me too, don't you? You want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you."
And that was when she lost it. Suddenly her hands were on Sarah's cheeks and she kissed her. Felicity kissed Sarah. Those soft pink lips with no lipstick. Then she felt herself being pressed against the flat part of the dummy and Sarah's hands doing things with her. Making her feel things she never felt before.
N/A: Since 2.13 I kind of have been shipping Sarah and Felicity, although I am Olicity to death. But my mind works in strange ways and I wanted them to get a little bit closer than just friends. As my mind was working in this crazy thing (that I looove) I thought why not make Oliver walk in? That'd be awesome. That's where the idea came from. This is my fisrt fanfic ever published so don't be mean. I'm just posting Chapter One, chapter 2 will be out soon. :)