A/N: This chapter has Smut. Thought I should give you a heads up if that's something you don't like.


"Maybe, I should change." Felicity turned halfway, looking in the mirror. The red dress clung to her like a second skin but it revealed more skin than she was normally comfortable showing.

It had a deep v neckline and the sides had a string like style that went a little past her hips and it stopped just a few inches past her midthigh. It was the most daring thing she ever wore in her life.

"No, you shouldn't," Sara told her. "You look super hot. Besides we're going out to have fun..and this dress is 'fun' personified."

That wasn't the word Felicity would use to the subscribe the dress, it was sexy and would undoubtedly, get a lot of attention. Attention, she wasn't all too sure she wanted. But then again she did want to cut loose a bit and be carefree for the night.

"Alright, let's go before I change my mind and change into something else." She said before she lost her nerve.

"Don't worry, tonight is going to be great." Sara declared, throwing an arm around Felicity's shoulder as they left Felicity's house dressed in a little black dress that cinched at the waist.


Felicity glanced around at the flashing lights of the club, Adrenaline, using the fake ID's that Sara had got them the year before to get inside.

The dance floor was crowded with sweaty moving bodies, the club lights flashing throughout the room as the DJ played one of the latest party hits.

"Do you want to hit the dance floor first or get a drink?" She heard Sara asked from next to her, raising her voice so she would be heard over the bassing music.

"Dancefloor." She decided, she did come here with the intention of cutting loose a bit.

"That's my girl." Sara grabbed her wrist, pulling her out onto the dance floor, claiming a spot and turning to Felicity with a grin as she started to dance.

Felicity slowly started to follow Sara's movements, glancing around cautiously at the others, feeling a bit self-conscious all of a sudden when in the middle of all these other dancing people.

"You can do better than that," Sara said with a shake of her head and a challenging grin. "C'mon, Smoak. I know you can dance. Don't worry about anyone else. This is supposed to be some harmless fun. Besides you could be standing still and still look great."

"Alright." Felicity chuckled, stepping closer to Sara with an amused smile, and began moving to the beat of the music, swinging her hips and her body with ease.

Sara grinned, tossing her blonde hair back and placed her hands on Felicity's waist, rolling her own hips. "Let's make it hotter in here!"

Felicity threw her head back with a laugh. This was one of the many reasons why she was such good friends with Sara. She was fun, mischievous and playful and knew how to draw that side of Felicity out.

Felicity decided to just have fun and with that in mind, she danced with Sara with no reservations, arms in the air, hips rolling, throwing her head back and laughing with Sara when Sara moved in closer, speaking into her ear how they were drawing a crowd of admirers wishing they were her right now.


"Alright, so the twins just walked in." Tommy grinned nudging his arm as they leaned over the balcony overlooking the first floor of the club. "Do you want Amy or Alison?"

Oliver tilted his head at the red-headed twins, one dressed in a purple dress that barely covered her ass, the other was in a green dress that was open at the front with a very deep v that went straight to her belly button. "How can you even tell them apart? They're identical."

"Actually, I can't." Tommy laughed. "I was hoping you'd take your shot and if you strike out, I'd get both."

Oliver was about to respond when he caught a flash of blonde hair and a girl in a sinful dress that had his body humming with anticipation when she turned, a wave of pure want hit him.

"Have at it, then."

Tommy's brow raised. "Someone else caught your eye for the night?" He followed Oliver's gaze landing on two blondes dancing in a throng of people. "Is that Sunshine? She's looking Smoaking." he grinned.

"I see what you did there," Oliver replied, not removing his eyes from Felicity as her hips swung seductively, her arms raised in the air like she didn't have a care in the world, her blonde hair brushing against her shoulders in waves, the sensuous way in which she seemed to lose herself in the act of dancing.

Tommy's brow furrowed. "Hey, is that Sara with her?"

"Yeah, their friends." Oliver's hand tightened as he saw a man sidle up behind her, hands on her hips, moving with her.

"How do you know that?" Tommy wondered, glancing away from the dancing blondes back to his friend, seeing the tense set of his shoulders, the set of his jaw.

"She mentioned it at the Gala," he answered, hands tightening on the railing when Felicity turned to face the guy, smiling openly and friendly.

"You remember that little detail the one and only time you met her?" Tommy raised an eyebrow at him. "If I didn't know better I would say she left quite the impression."

Oliver watched as she pushed away from the guy and he turned to Sara as Felicity weaved her way toward the bar. "I remember everything about her from that night." He patted Tommy on the shoulder pushing past him and quickly walking down the flight of stairs, making his way down to the ground floor of the club.

"Good luck, Buddy," Tommy called out before spying the twins once again and with a grin, headed in their direction, wondering how long it would take him to convince them to come back with him to his place.


The clubs lights flickered overhead on the dance floor as bodies danced, heat coming from their bodies.

Felicity weaved her way off the dance floor, her face flushed from dancing, she moved toward the bar, needing a drink.

"Hey," Felicity leaned across the bar in hopes of catching the bartenders attention. "Could I get two Tequila's."

"Sure thing." The bartender replied as he poured someone a drink down the bar, glancing at her briefly. "It'll be a moment."

Felicity nodded, thrumming her fingers on the bar, her head nodding along to the beat of the thumping music.

She couldn't have been waiting two minutes when she felt the heat of someone sliding up close behind her, so close she could feel the heat coming from their body.

"Can I buy you a drink?" A man's hand came to rest on the counter next to her own, brushing against her.

"I've got it covered." She turned with the intention of telling him to back up and give her some space but instead her eyes widened. "Oliver."

"You look amazing," he said, though his eyes didn't leave hers to trail down her body. Not once.

"Thank you." she felt her heart skip a beat at the heat of his gaze and she could practically feel the butterflies that abrupted in her stomach all of a sudden flapping their wings. "So do you." she trailed her eyes over him as he wore a blue buttoned-down shirt and dark washed jeans, the blue of his shirt only seemed to enhance the blue of his eyes.

"I didn't expect to see you again so soon though I hoped I would," he said, reaching a hand out and pushing her hair back from her face, sweeping her bangs back behind her ear.

"Really? I thought you would have forgotten my name." She said, turning back to the bar.

He moved to lean on the bar, turned toward her. "You're not nearly as forgettable as you seem to think."

"Maybe not but I'm sure you meet your fair share of girls."

"I do but none of them are you."

Felicity turned to look at him, she was pretty sure that was just a line he was using on her but then again she came here with the intention of having fun. And Oliver Queen was practically the definition of fun. Well, that and he was definitely the definition of sex on legs. Staring at Oliver standing close to her, she really wanted to listen to the less sensible, less responsible side of her brain.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked Oliver, setting Felicity's drinks in front of her.

"Two shots of Tequila," Oliver answered.

Felicity shot back her shot of Tequila, hoping it'll give her courage for what she wanted.

"Do you dance?" Felicity asked him as his shots were set in front of him.

"No," he shot back his first shot. "I definitely don't dance."

Felicity looked him over, feeling a wave of disappointment.

"Shame." She came here mainly to dance and that was what she was going to do. She picked up her last shot. "Enjoy your night."

Oliver watched her weave her way through the dancing bodies back to Sara, the guy from earlier was gone and Sara was dancing with a girl with raven hair and Coppertone skin.

Sara accepted the drink, popping a kiss on Felicity's cheek before throwing the shot back and drawing the raven-haired girl closer, covering her mouth with her own.

Oliver watched Felicity seeing she was completely unbothered by this as she started moving in time with the thumping music, the swing of her hips had him reconsidering his stand on not dancing, and before he could fully comprehend what he was doing, he was throwing back his second shot before weaving his way through the dance floor toward the blonde that had him so entrance from the moment he saw her.

Felicity felt the heat of a body sidle up behind her, hands landing on her ribs, expanding her sides, she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes widening in surprise. She turned in Oliver's hands to face him, gripping his arms, though her body never stopped moving to the beat. "I thought you didn't dance?"

"I don't." he slid his hands down slowly to gripped her hips moving his body closer to hers, her swinging hips brushing against his, had his eyes darkening with want. "But for you, I will."

Felicity smiled biting her lip. "Is that the Queen charm that has served you so well?"

"It'll only serve me well if it gets me you." he kept his gaze on hers.

Felicity threw her head back with a laugh. "I can't believe those lines actually work on someone."

Oliver grinned loving the sound of her laughter and the way her face lit up. "Are they working now?"

"No, you're lines are not working." Felicity shook her head in happy amusement. "But something else is.."

"Really?" he murmured lifting one of his hands from her hips and skimming over her shoulder, his thumb brushing against her neck.

"Yes, the way you look at me, that's all you need to work on me." Plus she was just looking to have a good time, nothing serious.

And Oliver looked like he could show her a really good time. She bit down on her lip, her hands moving around to grip his shoulders.

Oliver's hand slid up her shoulder, skimming up the side of her neck tilting her head back slightly, thumb brushing against her cheek. "So if I were to kiss you?"

Felicity shivered at the way his voice dropped an octave, the way his eyes smoldered, lingering on her lips before returning to her eyes. Felicity moved one of her hands back around his neck, cupping the back and tugging his mouth down to hers in response.

His lips touch her's light at first, creating little sparks, a shiver coursing through her, butterflies erupting in her stomach.

He wanted to ease into the kiss but the faintest touch of her lips had him craving more, pressing forward before he could stop himself, his lips slanted over hers with want.

Felicity pulled back with a gasped as it felt like his lips had lit a fire through every nerve in her body, it felt like there was no one else but them, that the entire world came down to just the two of them, their bodies. Their desires were all that mattered in that one singular moment.

She stared back at him for a moment before surging forward pressing her mouth back to his. Oliver groaned wrapping an arm around her back, his hand curling around her rib while the other moved to tangle in her hair, his mouth slanted over hers with intent, holding her body tightly against his own as her hands gripped at his shoulders. His tongue swiped over the seam of her lips, asking for permission.

Felicity's lips parted on a gasp at the swipe of his tongue and Oliver didn't hesitate to take advantage of her invitation, his tongue slipping inside the cavern of her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers in an intimate dance.

Felicity's hand slid to his chest, hand fisting in his shirt, tugging him more against her, arching her body up against him, her breast pressing against the hard planes of his body.

Oliver pressed his hand firmly against the small of her back, the other cupping the back of her neck and groaned when she took control of the kiss, curling her tongue around his and sucking. It was so unexpected and so hot, he felt his cock hardened instantly as he instinctively thrust his hips against hers.

Felicity moaned as the feel of him hard and pressing against her, her laced panties dampening with arousal at just the feel of him hard against her.

Frack.

She was two minutes away from dragging him to the nearest bathroom and telling him to just fuck her.

Oliver pulled his mouth from hers, trailing open-mouthed kisses down her neck, a sound escaping her as her hand traveled to the back of his skull, feeling her nails scratching at the back of his scalp.

Felicity arched her neck giving him more room, and moaning when his lips suck at the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

"Oliver." his name left her on a breathless sigh.

"Fuck, Felicity." Oliver groaned, loving the sound, he pulled back, staring at her swollen lips and half-lidded eyes. "Do you want to get out of here?"

There was no doubting what he was asking, what his intentions were, his voice low and raspy, guttural sounding with pure want and desire.

She could say no and cut her losses or she could say screw it and just have fun with a really hot guy, who so far has been nothing but charming and flirty. And this may be her last summer to act like the teenager she was.

"Yeah, I just, I need to give Sara a heads up first." She nodded her head.

Oliver nodded. "Are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured or anything."

If Felicity wasn't sure before she was now. She curled her hands around his shoulders and leaned up, slanting her mouth over his slowly, drawing the kiss out, arching her breast against his chest and when he let out a groan from the back of his throat, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, curling it around his and drawing it into her own mouth.

Oliver's hands clutched at her back as he moaned, pulling back from her panting. "God, Felicity."

She grinned. "I'll be right back." she pecked his lips one more time, removing his hands from her body and quickly moving to Sara, tapping her friend on the shoulder. "Sorry to interrupt, Sara, but I'm headed out." she jabbed her finger back in Oliver's direction.

Sara glanced behind her, eyes widening. "With Oliver?"

"Em-hmm. I didn't want to leave without letting you know." she didn't want her friend worrying needlessly.

"You're not hooking up with him because of what I said, are you?" Sara grasped her hand. "Cause I in no way want you making decisions because you feel pressured."

"The only thing I feel right now is I want to climb him like a tree or push him against the nearest wall and I rather not be arrested for indecency so.."

Sara grinned. "Then have fun and don't forget to call me in the morning." She pressed a kiss to Felicity's cheek about to turn back to her dance partner but pause. "Just one more thing."

Oliver waited a few feet away patiently but when he saw Sara heading for him his eyes widened and he shifted uncertainly on his feet. "Sara, hey."

"Ollie, if you hurt Felicity I'm going to castrate you like a bull and strangle you with your own testicles." She warned. "Understood?"

"Perfectly but for the record, I'm not out to hurt your friend. I like her." He admitted. "Secondly, when did you get so damn scary?"

"Right around the time you set your sights on my girl." Sara retorted.

"Your girl?" Oliver found himself smiling at that, he couldn't recall a time where he could remember Sara being so determined to protect someone. "And if I wanted her to be my girl?"

Sara scowled at him. " I tell you to get your own Felicity." she patted him on the chest. "Remember, what I said, Ollie. Castration and strangulation."

Oliver grimaced, edging away from her. "Your a little scary."

"You have no idea," Sara smirked. "You might want to keep in mind I can kill you a thousand different ways and no one will ever find your body when I'm through with you."

Oliver swallowed. "You're kidding, right?" he rubbed his hands nervously.

Sara's response was to smile at him. "Goodnight, Ollie, make sure she gets home safe. If I don't hear from her tomorrow I know where to find you."

Oliver swallowed watching her hug Felicity before Felicity walked back over to him. "Ready to go?" asked Felicity.

Looking down at her, bright blue eyes, face flushed beautifully, he forgot all about Sara's threats, wrapping his hand around Felicity's bringing her hand up to his mouth and kissing her knuckles. "Definitely." he tugged her through the club outside to his car, he opened the passenger side door for her.

Once she was settled in the car, he quickly rounded to the driver seat and turn on the ignition. "My place or yours?"

Felicity bit her lip considering. "Mine." her dad worked late all the time and was unlikely to come home tonight.

Oliver pulled out onto the road, leaving one hand on the wheel and taking her hand with the other, following the directions she gave.

When they pulled outside a large brownstone he released her hand, he was going to get the door for her but she was already pushing her body out of the car, he climbed out quickly to catch up with her.

Felicity rounded the car, grabbing his hand and led him up the steps to her home, she stopped at the door to open her clutch she had with her for the keys. Her hand wrapped around the keys just as she felt Oliver sweeping her hair aside and exposing her shoulder to his mouth. She let out a breathless sound, unconsciously leaning back against him.

Oliver clutched at her hip as her body pressed back against him. He trailed his mouth up to the back of her neck and took her earlobe into his mouth before tugging on her industrial piercing with his teeth. "Let's get inside."

"Yes, inside is good." Felicity nodded her head, hurrying to get the key in the lock and get the door. "I so want you inside of me."

Oliver's chuckle was deep. "I meant the house but that sounds so much better." He sucked a path down her neck, grounding his erection that had hardened instantly at her words against her backside. "I want to feel you wrapping around me, I want to be buried so deep inside you, I want to feel every inch of you."

Felicity couldn't find it in herself to be embarrassed about her words. Not when his words were stroking a fire inside of her, her panties soaking with arousal. "Oh God."

She quickly got the door open, reaching back for his hand and tugging him inside, no sooner did she have the door closed, did she push him up against it, her hands working the buttons of his shirt as she arched up, slanting her mouth over his, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth.

When she finally had his shirt unbuttoned she parted the fabric and ran her hands over his chest down his very defined abs to his pants.

Oliver groaned, his hands latching on her hips, over her ass, squeezing making her arch her hips with a moan. He traveled his hands further down, gripping the back of her thighs, hiking her up his body, turning and pressing her against the door, he ripped his mouth away from hers, traveling hot, wet kisses down her neck to the open cleavage of her dress, sucking kisses over her chest, she jerked against him with a moan, clutching at his shoulders. "Oliver."

Oliver pressed her against the wall with his body pinning her there, his hands skimming up her thighs, pushing her dress up further, hoisting her further up his body.

One hand gripped her ass, while the other traveled to the juncture of her thighs, pressing the heel of his hand against her soaked panties.

"Fuck," Felicity jerked, whimpering in need.

Oliver's mouth traveled back up her neck taking her earlobe into his mouth the same time he slipped a finger beneath her panties and into her wet core.

Her breath caught in her throat on a soundless gasp, her head tilting back against the door, tightening her legs around his waist, whimpering when he added a second finger and began thrusting them in and out of her wet heat, his thumb circling her nub. "Oh God." There was a tightening in her stomach, her breaths coming out in pants, she felt herself teetering on the edge. She just needed a little more.

When she felt him withdraw from her suddenly, she made a noise of complaint. "Oliver, I swear.."

Oliver cut her threat off with a hard passionate kiss. "When you come I want to be buried inside you."

His words had her inner muscles clenching on empty air, her core throbbing and aching to be filled. Her hands quickly unfastened his pants pushing his boxers down and wrapping her hand around his erect cock without hesitation.

Oliver groaned, his forehead resting against her neck as she stroked up and down his cock.

"Condom?" Felicity muttered, in her lust-crazed haze.

Oliver fumbled reaching into his back pocket before pushing his pants further down.

Felicity heard the tear of the wrapper. "Let me." she took the condom from his hands, slipping it onto his cock, stroking two more times before placing it against her entrance.

Oliver planted a hand next to her head, locking their gazes as his other grasped her thigh, he pushed forward slowly the head of his cock sliding in.

Felicity whimper, feeling his cock stretching her deliciously until he buried himself into the hilt, she gasped, clutching at his shoulders.

Oliver kept still allowing her body to adjust to his size, she felt amazing around him, hot and wet, and so welcoming. All he wanted to do was fuck her, really fuck her but he didn't want to hurt her either. So he pushed down the immediate urge to just pound into her.

Felicity breathed out harshly, gripping his shoulders as need swamped her. Need for him to move, to do something, anything. "Oliver, please, move. I need you to move. I need more." She circled her hips and arched against him.

Oliver groaned in both relief and pleasure. "Hold on to me tight." Once he felt her arms circle his shoulders, he withdrew from her almost completely before plunging back in with a deep thrust.

Felicity cried out, in pleasure the feel of him buried so deep inside of her body so damn good. "More. Faster."

Oliver gripped one hand on her hip and the other on her ass as he thrusted, hard and fast into her body, her silken heat enveloping him every time he plunged inside her, He tilted her back against the door, bent his knees and thrust up sharply.

Felicity gasped, moaning, hands gripping at his nape, tugging on the small strands, clenching her inner muscles around him.

Oliver groaned at the sensation, thrusting into her with abandon now. "You. Feel. So. Fucking. Good." Every word was punctuated with a sharp thrust.

"Fuck, Oliver, I.." she threw her head back, she was so close, so damn close.

Oliver felt her tightening around him, felt the way she shook in his arms, making the most amazing sounds he could ever remember hearing in his life, the way her arms clutched at him and he knew she was so close and he couldn't be more relieved as he felt, the tingle at his spine, barely holding onto his own orgasm, wanting, needing her to come first.

He bent his knees, thrusting up powerfully at a different angle that her legs wrapped around him tighter, her body pushing up against the wall and moaning loudly.

God, he was pushing inside her deeper than before, deeper than she could ever remember having anyone inside her and damn, it was fucking everything, blurred stars started blinking in her vision, her muscles clenching and unclenching, when he thrusted into her again, hitting just the right spot inside her those stars in her vision became so much clearer as she came hard, a cry of pure pleasure tore from her throat, clutching at his shoulders, nails scoring down his shoulders.

Oliver grunted, his hips losing rhythm, hips jerking. The feel of her muscles gripping him, sucking him in deeper, had him coming hard, filling the condom, he buried his head at her neck, panting against her skin, he sighed in contentment as he felt her fingers slide to the back of his neck, rubbing soothingly.

"I thought we would have at least made it to the bedroom." Felicity commented, breathlessly.

Oliver's chuckle was deep and the vibrations of his laugh when he was still buried inside her causer a delicious friction that had him groaning and Felicity whimpering. "We will." He grunted out, slipping one hand beneath her back and the other around her thigh, he pushed them away from the door, turning further into the house. "I plan to be inside of you, for much longer, hearing those beautiful sounds you make."

Felicity clutched at him tighter clinging to him, his words sending a fresh wave of arousal through her and making her wonder at his stamina. "I hope you have more condoms."

Oliver ducked his head, nipping at her lips. "We're covered. Where's your bedroom?" Oliver asked, already moving to take the stairs he could see that led up another floor.

"Second door on the next floor." she gasped as he moved beginning to climb the stairs, still buried inside her. Oh, God, she swore she was never going to forget tonight.

Every step he took he felt his cock shift inside her wet heat and he had to bite back a groan again and again. But fuck, they would make it to her room and he would spend the rest of the night, hearing her scream and whimper his name because he couldn't imagine anything that sounded better and spending a night buried inside of her sounded like heaven.


A/N: Reviews are appreciated. Thanks for reading.