Tumblr prompt: Felicity giving Oliver birthday present

Characters: Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak

Rating: Teen

It was late in the basement of the night club. Verdant had long since grown silent. Diggle had been gone for over an hour. The only sound was the grinder motor and the occasional shriek of metal on metal.

Walking across the Arrow lair, Felicity unceremoniously pushed the wrapped package in front of Oliver. "Happy birthday," she said quickly. "I-I hope you like it."

Curious, Oliver set aside the arrow he was sharpening. In all honesty, he hadn't really expected Felicity to give him an actual birthday present. (Had he given her a birthday present? When was her birthday?) But knowing everything he did about the women who had grown to be such a vital member of "Team Arrow", he was not at all surprised.

Untying the ribbon, Oliver removed the lid and looked inside box. Then he sat back in the chair and glanced sideways at Felicity, who was trying very hard to look busy at her computer. Oliver set the books on the table. "You got me The Hunger Games trilogy?" he stated.

"I thought it was appropriate," she told him, turning in the chair. "Given you both developed a skill in archery for survival." She smiled at him. "I think you'll like them. Everything she does it to protect those she loves. Kinda like someone else I know," she added softly, her eyes tender.

Oliver looked down, a smile tugging at his lips. "As much as I love it," he began, hands fiddling with the box set of the three books, "I don't think a book written from the perspective of a teenage girl is really my speed."

Standing and walking slowly toward Oliver, Felicity leaned against the table in front of him. Leaning down slightly, she said, "Then it's a good thing that's not your real present," she said quietly, staring straight into his eyes.

Oliver cleared his throat. "And what…is my real present?" he asked, shifting forward in his seat.

Her eyes grew dark, lust clouding the blue depths. "It's something you get to unwrap when you're done playing with your toys." The slight eyebrow raise, the gentle emphasis at unwrap, drove home the full implication on her words.

He stood quickly, pressing against Felicity. "Done playing with my toys now." His lips met hers as one hand threaded through her hair. "And I'm very excited for this new present."

Felicity hummed against his lips. "I can tell," she said, her hands sliding up his broad back pulling his shirt with him. "The door's already locked," she added as his lips trailed down her neck.

"You think of everything." His teeth nipped at her collar bone, his fingers working the buttons of her blouse.

She groaned as his hands pulled the shirt down her arms, the feel of his lips sending shivers through her. "One of the reasons you keep me around."

"One of my brilliant decisions," he gasped as her fingernails trailed down his chest.

"Couldn't agree more," Felicity smiled, ripping the belt from his pants.