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He said wait, so that's what she did.
There she was, sitting in front of the computer, thinking of the ways she could kill her for making her wait. She was playing with her pen, thinking maybe she should stab him with it.
"Felicity, put down that pen" She turned her chair towards him. Her flowing red dress, almost flew high.
There he was, holding a spoon and a pint of ice cream. Oliver Queen, wearing a blue long sleeve and dirty white slacks, holding a pint of ice vanilla cream, how amusing.
"Where have you been? We need to practice your speech?" Her voice lace with humor. "And how the hell could you carry vanilla ice cream and look dashing at the same time?"
"Part of my charm" he smiled, approaching her. "I wanted to do something before we launch into endless work"
"And vanilla Ice cream is the best you can come up with?" She teased.
"Well uh, I" he took a deep breath and smirked. "I wanted something vanilla."
"Hmm, vanilla what a weird craving you got there Mr. Queen" she smiled when he was in front do her, but he walked passed her to his bed. She eyed him incredulously. "What are you doing?"
"I am not having vanilla in that forsaken chair." He flopped on the floor, his back against the bed. "I am having vanilla here"
"Ice cream and bed" she got up. "Why does this feel like some crappy x-rated movie?"
"Really you're gonna start talking about porn?" He smiled. Oh she just walk right into that one. She started to count backwards and he looked at her amused. "Come one! Have at it!"
Oliver looked like a kid opening Christmas presents. He took a spoonful and shove it possessively down his mouth.
"When was the last time you had Ice cream?" She asked, as she took seat on the bed. "And please don't tell me 7 years ago, cause that's just sad"
"I had one when I got back. It was one of the things I promised to myself if I ever survive." Oliver scooped another and offered it to her, s refused. "I was with Laurel"
"Ah" She didn't know what to say. Of course he had it with Laurel.
Few minutes passed, Oliver had put the ice cream, along with the spoon, down the floor and tugged on her wrist.
"Come down here" he said, tugging harder. "Sit beside me"
She got up, fixed her dress the slid down the floor. Oliver lets go of her wrist then got the ice cream, scoop another and offered it to her, again.
She looked at him, he was insisting. She started to reach for the spoon but Oliver dodge her hand. He put the spoon front of her mouth. She blushed.
"No" she said. "You are not going to feed me like a baby"
"I insist" he said pushing the spoon closer.
"I insist more" she dodge. "I am perfectly capable of feeding myself. Thank you very much"
"You have issues"
"Me? I am not the one trying to spoon feed someone" She smiled, putting her hands in front of her face. She can almost taste it.
"Just say ah. And it'll be over. I'll even let you feed me" he lets go of the pint to hold her hands.
"Ah, spoon feeding the great Oliver Queen how could anyone resist" she dramatically said.
"Hey!" He sound playfully offended. "You said I'd be the master of the universe, that's a great opportunity, and it's starting to melt"
"Are you sure you're not try to trick me into feeding you?" She opened her mouth. "And I said, corporate! There is nothing corporate in this"
He put the spoon in her mouth. It was heavenly she almost moaned.
"See?" He handed her the spoon, and grab the pint, put it in his lap. "Now feed me"
"I knew it!" She used her eureka voice. "How silly, all these ice cream you consumed and I can still picture you as master of the universe"
He smiled. "You know, last time I had ice cream, my mother wanted me to take my place in the company"
"And now you're fighting for it!" She can't help but feels sad for her. Scooping another and feeding it to him.
"Hm and hm I told Laurel" he swallowed. "And you know what she told me?"
He grabbed the spoon from her. And took a scoop and offered it to her and she shook her head.
"She said, she can't exactly see me as the master of the universe" he paused.
"Well she's wrong." She assured him. "I'm telling you as soon as I'm done with you, you're going the be the master of the universe"
"I hope so" He closed his eyes. "Because I can't afford to lose this company"
"I don't think you can afford anything nowadays, Mr Queen." She teased. He opened one of his eyes to look at her.
"Are you making fun of me, Ms Smoak?" He had put the spoon and pint down.
"Of course not!" She laugh. "But we need to start practicing now"
"I don't want to" He spread his arms along the bed. His arms resting behind her as he scoot closer. "I want to sleep"
Her heart was racing from having him so close. If only he knew the effects he has on her. She started to reach for the ice cream across his lap.
Then she rested her back on his arms. A warmth was spreading through her.
"Well if you want to sleep" she paused. Looking at him, eyes closed. "I'll leave you here to your bed so you can get some sleep and come back here early morning"
She started to pull away, but his hand rested on her shoulder, down to her back and waist to pull her closer then he rested his head on her shoulder.
"Um, Oliver" She tries to shake him. She put the ice cream down as she adjusted his head. His hands on her sides.
"Stay." He whispered. "You can have the bed. I'll sleep on the floor"
"Well that's unfair" she said. "This is your bed"
"That you bought for me" he argued.
"For you. Not me" She said firmly.
He pulled her hands from her waist to her neck and inserted the other on her knees, carrying her up with him as he started to get up. She yelped as he did.
He flopped her on the bed.
"There" he said. "You're gonna sleep there."
"But the floor is cold and hard and you might get seek." She started to sit on the bed.
"How long are we going to discuss who'll get to sleep on the bed?" He ask. "Because you sleeping on the floor isn't an option"
"But" she looked at him as He started to unbutton his shirt.
"It's settled then" he flopped on the bed, pulling her with him. "We'll both be sleeping here"
"I'm not going to sleep with you!" She turns beet red. "I mean- ah- you know what I mean"
"Yes and I won't let you drive alone, it's I'm tired." He smiled. "Now scoot over."
"We are so going to regret this tomorrow." She smiled.
"Just wake up before Diggle and Roy comes" he shifted on face her. "And we'll have no problem"
"Okay" she muttered. She turned her back to him.
"Felicity" he calls a moment later.
"Yeah?" She sighed.
"Good night" he said.
"Good night Oliver" she replied. The ice cream left forgotten.
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(Because I read some post about Laurel and Oliver being soulmate. seriously? I had to make another Olicity story before the day ends)
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