Hi readers. If you're reading this, and I hope you will, I am in desperate need of some Fan-Fiction ideas. Whether that be for this story or for a new story. Arrow, Flash, Legends of Tomorrow or maybe some others. That would be greatly appreciated. Also…REVIEWS! I haven't gotten many and I would really like some to boost my writing. Anyways…

HAPPY READING CHAPTER 2!

Felicity rushed to the meeting. She had been a few minutes late and she certainly had no intention of missing it. She quickly rushed into the office meeting to realise that there was no one in the office. She stopped abruptly. Mr Palmer looked up at her in awe. She had come! Of course she had come. Felicity would always come. It was one of her good traits and Mr Palmer was certainly hoping that he would find out some of her other good traits.

'Were is everyone else?' she asked in surprise.

'Why I thought we could have a little private meeting, Miss Smoak,' he replied smuttily, 'Is that alright?'

'Perfectly fine Mr Palmer,' she almost spluttered out. She sat down opposite him on the other end of the table. She crossed her legs and sat formally prepared for anything Mr Palmer was going to throw at her. Which she hoped would be a little more than just words.

'Shall we start with the finance reports?' he suggested.

'The actual report and not the bogus one you sent me?'

'Yes, that one,' he smiled sightly at the remark. Felicity flicked through her notes not finding the report, 'here it is Miss Smoak,'

He passed her the folder and she opened it, hiding her face in the process. She blushed a bright red. Was it just her or was Mr Palmer even hotter than before? She could not help but let her gaze trail over his perfect suit that hid a set of clear and prominent muscles. 'Um, Miss Smoak?'

She dropped the folder, 'Yes?'

'Can you tell me something about- '

'You're very handsome,' Felicity blurted out. She instantly regrated it. She looked away and bit her lip. Ray was frozen in speech. He just stared at her. What exactly had she just said? That he was handsome? Felicity Megan Smoak had just said that he was handsome. He took a while to process this but quickly spoke.

'Thank you, Felicity, but can you tell me something about the- '

'I mean really handsome,' she blurted out again. Resisting the urge to stop she continued, 'and I don't mean like cute handsome I mean like sexy handsome, like, any-girl-would-want-you handsome. I mean even I get a little tingle, which is not surprising since you kissed me before and that might be half of the reason, but I mean look at you, you're like really hot which is like super cool and stuff and…and…why are you giving me that look?'

'Felicity,' he said cautiously, 'are you registering what you're saying?'

'Not really,' she replied in a small voice. It was true that her previous confidence had surely enough floated away somewhere and she was now stumbling on uneven ground. Not that she was even walking on an even one in the first place. Flirtatiously teasing your boss is never an easy way to tread. Hadn't enough rumours been going around with Felicity and Oliver back when she was his PA?

'How about you take the rest of the day off, Felicity. I think that there has been enough going on and it seems to be troubling you,'

'Thank you,' Felicity was truly happy that he could leave. Her face must now be stained red from her embarrassment. Who the hell says to their boss that they're sexy hot? Ugh. She cursed to herself as she fled from the office. Ray smiled as she hurried out. What a woman she was. She was funny, smart and, overall, beautiful. He sighed to himself. He would have to get that woman alone somehow.

Felicity fled to the one place where she was at home. The Foundry. She rushed into the steel confinements of the basement and smelled the familiar stench of sweat, steel and the faint aroma of Oliver's scent. It was entirely welcoming. She lumbered down the stairs and into her comfortable chair. There she let herself blame and curse, and cry, and wine and curse some more. After about an hour she had stopped and was hurriedly typing something into her computer. Oliver came down. When he saw her horrific state he asked her what was wrong.

'Nothing, Oliver,' she replied with a harsh tone.

'Was it something I did?' she sighed and spun around in her chair.

'No, Oliver. I've just had a bad day at work,' Oliver understood this. He thought to himself that she must've had a lot of work to do and was very distressed. It also explained her not coming to the Foundry when Diggle had called her before.

'You want to talk about it?'

'No,'

'Okay, I'm going up to find Diggle. I'll take you home,'

'Thanks, but no thanks,' she sighed.

'It wasn't a question,'

Oliver took Felicity's hand and lead her up the stairs to the night club. It wasn't opening time for another three hours so no one was there. Or so they thought. When Felicity reached the top floor she stopped in surprise. Ray Palmer was standing in front of her. Ray smiled at her but his eyes betrayed him and showed much confusion. 'Miss Smoak,' he inclined his head toward me and then to Oliver, 'Mr Queen,'

'What are you doing here, Ray?' she could imagine how incriminating this looked. Her and Oliver, her ex-employer with whom numerous rumours had been flying around about them sleeping together, stumbling up the stairs from the dark basement of a night club. Ugh. She silently cursed herself again.

'Miss Smoak, I will have you know that I keep tabs on all of my employees and, since I was concerned about your state when you left the office, I checked on where you were, and when I saw you at a night club I was extremely concerned. But now I see that you're in good hands,' he nodded to where Oliver's was holding mine, 'and I shall bid you a good night,' he swiftly nodded his head and left.

'Shit,' Felicity groaned. She turned and looked at Oliver, 'I have to go,'

Oliver smiled, 'See you tomorrow,'

'Yea,' Felicity called back as she rushed off, 'if I'm not dead first,' she added silently.

Ray was just walking out the front doors when Felicity rushed towards him. 'Ray!' she called, 'Ray! Wait up,'

His long legs gave him the advantage in chasing, or in this case, running away. 'Ray!' she screamed again. Finally, he stopped and turned around.

'Yes, Miss Smoak,' he sternly replied.

'That was not what you thought it was,' she replied half out of breath from chasing after him.

'And what exactly did you think I thought it was,'

'I'm not entirely sure but it was certainly nothing bad,'

'Well in that case, would you mind telling me what that was?'

Felicity didn't know what to say. What could she say? I was pissed off at everything so I went to the Arrow Cave and typed my life away and then the Arrow came down and saved me. Oh, by the way, Oliver's the Arrow. No!

'I…umm…I went…to Oliver because…he is a friend of mine and I needed someone to talk to,'

'And why couldn't you come and talk to me?'

Felicity's eyes widened. 'You? You're asking me why I couldn't come and express my embarrassing feelings to my boss whom I got kissed by today? Who has practically pressed his entire body up against mine and who asked to have a private meeting with me? God, what is wrong with you?'

'Felicity,' he started, 'I'm sorry I didn't see it like that. I shall refrain from any of those activities with you any more,' he then left for a second time. Felicity was left distraught and breathless. All the life had been sucked out of her. She put her head back and started to groan. She needed time alone. So, she wandered. She wandered about the city and did a bit of shopping when she finally arrived home she realised that in her flurry to leave the office she had forgotten her tablet. She hadn't needed it at the Foundry before. She had to go back and get it. She reluctantly got into her car and drove to work.

She really hoped Ray wasn't there. She really didn't want to confront him yet. She still needed more time alone. When she arrived she saw no one except the night janitor. After a few friendly exchanges she headed up to her office. Shen she got there she was surprised to see her tablet exactly where she left it. That was easy. She was just about to leave when she saw Ray in his office. She thought about leaving but she wasn't a coward. She walked over to his office door and knocked. 'Mr Palmer,' she said politely.

He looked up in surprise. Usually he would've been so happy to see her at this late hour but this time he was less enthralled. 'Miss Smoak, what are you doing here at this late hour?' he sat up but his face still sagged a bit. Hadn't he wanted to get Felicity alone sometime. Now he had his chance but he seemingly didn't want it now.

'I just forgot my tablet,' she looked at him, 'Are you alright?'

He did not seem aright. 'No, Felicity. I'm fine. My ego is a bit worse for wear though,' he looked directly into her eyes, 'I'm sorry about before. It was highly unprofessional and extremely inappropriate. I hope you can forgive me,'

'It's alright, Mr Palmer. I understand,'

'Just co-workers then?' he half-heartedly smiled.

'Just co-workers,' she confirmed.

He got up from his chair. His shirt was untucked and his hair was slightly askew. He walked towards her and they both smiled. This seemed to last for an eternity. Ray's smile then suddenly disappeared when he was again, less than a millimetre away from her body. Felicity inclined her head forwards and Ray bent his down. Their lips pressed once again. Only briefly. Then again. And again. And again. Each one slightly more intense than the last. They did this until Ray pushed her back up against his desk. He collided with her and she could feel every crevice of him and him every crevice of her. Their kisses very wet and sloppy now. His hands trailed over her body and pressed hard against her breasts. Her hands, however were busy pulling at her hair and trailing her pink nails over his chest, which had somehow become bare. Ray balled up his shirt and threw it somewhere. He didn't care. He then came back to Felicity and pressed hard against her once again. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her wanting to be inside her but Ray would have to wait. Their breathing was ragged and Ray continued to kiss her.

Just as he was moving his mouth to her neck she sighed out, 'Is this how co-workers work together?'

Ray laughed, 'Apparently so,' one hand traced down her dress while the other became busy caressing her breast once again. The hand that was trailing down her dress came to the hem of it and hiked it up. Felicity gasped as the hand came into contact with her now saturating panties. She could feel it press against her clit. She clenched her toes in delight. Ray the trailed his kisses down towards her breast. He stayed there for a second feeling its softness press against him but he then kept moving down. When he reached her nether region he didn't wait. He ripped her panties away and instantly stuck his head between her thighs. She moved hers wider as an invitation. She hadn't had much sexual attention in a while and this was nothing like her fantasies with Oliver. Her thought trailed away a little but were instantly brought back when ray licked her clit with his tongue. She sighed in pleasure.

She gripped his hair as he dove his tongue into her and moved it around. It was so pleasurable that Felicity couldn't describe it. Ray on the other hand was knee deep in descriptions. He wanted to remember this. He wanted to remember her invigorating scent. Her warm body. The wetness of her panties. He wanted to remember it all. And have it all. He wanted it so bad. He wanted her so bad. And he could have her.

He buzzed his lips together sending shock waves of indescribable pleasure through her. She was about to come and he knew it. Her insides clenched in an attempt to draw his tongue inwards. It was still working its magic, but just as she was about to come he drew it out. She nearly let out a groan of disappointment when he drove his finger right into her and moved it in a 'come hither' motion and she was done. She orgasmed around his finger and into his waiting mouth. Her taste was brilliant and nothing like he'd ever tasted before. Ray then stood up and looked Felicity in the eye. He then kissed her so passionately that it would put any Hollywood couple to shame. This time Felicity did melt into his electrifying touch. He pulled her skirt down and held her. They stood like that for a while. Just holding each other. Reminiscing over their moment just then and the warm embrace that they were having. Felicity was in heaven. Ray was in paradise.

Both of them held each other for a while before one started to say something. 'So, that just happened,' Ray started. He didn't sound embarrassed at all.

'Yeah, I guess so,' Felicity replied.

'Shall I take you home?'

'Yes please,' she was done for the night and wanted nothing more than to sink into the warm confinements of her bed. He grabbed his shirt from where he had thrown it and quickly put it on. He then intertwined his fingers with Felicity's as they headed off to the car park. The night janitor from before saw them and smiled a little. When they reached the car Ray held the door out for Felicity and they sped off into the now ever growing night.