*A/N: Hello my lovelies! I know that it's been almost two weeks since I last posted. I had a huge project which took up a lot of my time but I promise to post as soon as possible from now on. To be honest with you guys, I was a little lost as I did not know what to write about so I would really appreciate if you guys could send me your prompts either by reviewing or by inboxing it to me.

This chapter will not be for everyone as you can guess from the title that Oliver Asshole Queen is back. Please bear with me, I will have a chapter up to explain why Oliver behaves like that.

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Chapter 9- Game on

"You lucky biatch! Fiji eh? Here I am, getting my ass riled because I and I quote "did not print it double-sided and is wasting precious paper" by my new asshole boss. Are you kidding me? I swear babe, if I was not scared that I would have to go live with Dad again, I would have slammed his sweaty bald head on the desk," Laurel snarled on the phone. Felicity grinned as she packed her bikini.

As Laurel droned on with her hate for her new chauvinist boss, Felicity made several trips to their walk-in closet. If she had not so excited to see Fiji, she would have snarled at him for taking her away from her computers.

Sock, shoes, boxer, swim trunks, shorts, jeans, t shirt: all check.

She was packing one suit in case he had to attend any formal meeting even if it was not probable. She rushed to their bathroom and opened her make up kit. She packed her makeup, moisturizers and sunscreen before grabbing Oliver's toothbrush and whole shaving kit and shoving them in her kit.

As she placed her makeup kit in the suitcase, she heard Chloe bark which meant that Oliver was back.

"I gotta go babe. Oliver's here. I'll text you as soon as I reach Fiji. Thanks again for taking care of Chloe Laurel." She turned to see Oliver entering their bedroom, pulling on his tie. His hair looked ruffled which meant that he had quite a rough day. "Oh! And say hello to Tommy for me," she teased.

Oliver raised his eyebrows but she only grinned in response.

Laurel huffed and grumbled something about stubborn men.

"I love you babe. Have fun!"

"I love you too babe. See you soon."

"Hello Mrs Queen. I am Sammy and I will be your pilot today. May I express my most heartfelt congratulations on your wedding?" The little man beamed at her as he pumped her hand in his chubby one.

He looked sweet and so sincere that Felicity felt herself smile in response.

"Thank you Sammy. This is my first time in a private jet."

"I will make sure that this trip is pleasant for you, yes?"

"Thank you Sammy! I am so excited!" Felicity smiled wide. Sammy was a little man of about five feet four of Irish descent and who had a toothy smile.

Felicity could feel Oliver's glowering eyes on her back but she ignored him, continuing with her small talk with Sammy. Sammy grabbed her hand and they started walking towards the jet which had a Queens Consolidated logo on its side.

Sammy kept her entertained by telling her about his big family and his absolutely crazy dog. As soon as they got inside the jet, Sammy was about to pull her towards the pilot's cabin when Oliver decided to put his foot down. With a sad smile, Felicity told Sammy that she would come up later on for a visit.

Felicity took a good look at the inside of the jet. The seats and the leather couch- yes there was a couch insidewere cream with black pillows artfully littered on them. To Felicity, it looked more like hotel room than a jet. On one side of the couch was a huge screen and a mini bar with all kinds of alcohol in beautiful crystal decanters. There was also a mini fridge under on side of the couch.

Never in her wildest dreams, could Felicity imagine that she'd have access to this kind of luxury. It made her a little nauseous at the amount of the wealth that Oliver possessed especially when she thought of the poor people from the Glades. Even the amount of money that they donated seemed little compared to this amount of wealth.

"Good morning Mr Queen, how are you? I will be your hostess for this flight. Please have a seat." Felicity looked at the woman standing in front of her and gasped. She had never seen someone look so flawless and well groomed as this woman. She knew that air hostesses were always well groomed but his woman looked like a Victoria's Secret model with her perfect blonde hair and gorgeous aquamarine eyes. She was tall- almost six feet and she still managed to rock her high heels.

Suddenly self- conscious about her frizzy and curly hair, Felicity patted her head. She was wearing a sundress which in front of this gorgeous woman made her feel like a school girl.

"Good morning Jessica. I'm very well thank you and how are you?" Oliver handed her his briefcase.

"Very well Mr Queen. Should I get your coffee?" Jessica focused on Oliver and completely ignored her. Felicity bristled as she watched Jessica openly checking out herhusband. She cleared her throat and moved closer to Oliver. Sliding her arm around his waist, she pressed against his side while laying her other hand on his chest. Her wedding rings glittered despite the dim light and Jessica's eyes zeroed on them.

"Good afternoon Jessica. My husbandand I would like some privacy. Please do not disturb us; we shall call you if we need you. Thank you." Felicity felt like a bitch as she watched angry color rush to Jessica's face. She could feel Oliver's shocked glance on her face but she ignored it and Oliver wisely chose to stay quiet.

Despite feeling bad, she wanted- no neededto emphasize that Oliver was hers so she lifted her face towards him and lightly kissed him on the jaw. Oliver grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him. Felicity glared at Jessica as she continued to gape at them. Jessica snapped out of her daze and murmured something before moving to the back of the plane.

Oliver continued to nuzzle her hair as he pulled her on his lap on the seat. One kiss lead to another until they were both breathing hard as they licked, sucked and bit. Felicity jumped when Sammy's voice boomed in the cabin. She pulled back but Oliver was having none of it; he pulled her closer and bit her neck making her moan.

Felicity pulled on his shirt, wanting closer but Oliver gently but firmly pushed her away. He helped buckle her as he hands were trembling. Her eyes were glazed with lust as she stared at Oliver's body. She knew that he was going through the same thing considering the tent in his pants. She leaned towards him and lightly kissed his jawline.

"Felicity! You need to stop. We can't-" He snapped when she lightly bit his earlobe.

"Fuck this." He crashed his lips on her swollen ones, biting and nibbling. His hands dove in her hair; using that as leverage to angle her head to his liking. Felicity fisted her hand on his collar, dragging him as close as possible. She felt a shift and her stomach jumped as the plane slowly but gently lifted. A few minutes later, Sammy announced that they could move and Oliver almost wrenched the seat belt from her.

She jumped on him, rubbing her aching mound against his hard length.

"Ever joined the mile high club babe?" Oliver bit her earlobe as he caressed her thighs. Felicity shook her head 'no'. She shifted to her knees, allowing Oliver to push her panties down. She quickly unzipped his pants and his length jumped as she grazed it with her nails.

"You want it baby? Are you wet for me?" Oliver continued to whisper dirty things to her which made her slicker and hotter. She was literally trembling with need.

"Please Oliver. I need you." She tried to unbutton his shirt but it was taking too much time so she pulled until the buttons popped and flew everywhere in the cabin.

"Fuck baby. I love it when you get all wild."

She almost wept when she felt his warm flesh under her hands. Oliver rubbed the head of his length against her weeping slit and she almost screamed when he refused to put it in.

"Godammit Oliver! Please put it in!" Oliver still continued to tease her while he rubbed his stubble on her nipple. Tired and not able to wait any longer, Felicity pushed his hand out of the way and shoved his length inside of her.

Oliver cried out as her wet heat engulfed him. Felicity braced herself on his shoulders as she started bouncing on him. Oliver's hands kept squeezing, pinching and massaging her breasts, driving her even crazier.

"Oh God! That feels so good. Oh God Oliver!" Felicity cried, uncaring that anyone could hear her. She was past the point of no return. Oliver grabbed her hips, slamming her again and again on him, causing his length to almost touch her cervix.

"Whose pussy is it?" Oliver snarled as he pounded her from below. Felicity was panting and moaning so she could not reply.

"Whose?" Oliver asked again. When she did not respond, he stopped moving which made her whimper.

"Whose pussy is this Felicity?" Felicity begged him with her eyes to keep moving.

"Oh God! Yours Oliver. Please don't stop. I'm so close."

Oliver started to pound her again.

"My pussy! This is mine," he snarled as he felt her walls start to twitch.

"Yes yours. Only yours! Oh God! Oliver!"

"Fuuuuck!" Oliver pressed her tighter against him as he released himself inside her. Felicity was still moaning lightly and her walls had not stopped twitching completely. He lightly kissed her swollen lips, his arms like steel bands around her.

"Welcome to the mile high club Mrs Queen," Oliver smiled against her lips. It was one of the few smiles that he had given her. Felicity pulled back and looked into his eyes.

"Thank you Mr Queen," she teased back. When she made a move to get up, Oliver did not relinquish his hold on her and pulled her to him, nuzzling her neck.

"Mr Queen- oh!"Felicity's head snapped up and she glared at Jessica. The woman had the decency to look ashamed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know-"

Oliver snorted. He pulled back, eyes fixed on Felicity upturned face.

"Jessica, when was your last medical?"

"Excuse me?"

"I fear that you have to get your ears checked. My wife can be very loud. So if you did not hear us, I fear that there is something wrong with you."

Felicity gasped and pulled back but Oliver only laughed. Jessica sputtered and rushed away.

"Oliver let me up! I need to clean up!" Felicity whined when Oliver refused to let her up.

"But I like knowing that you have me inside you. There is something incredibly hot about knowing that your woman is dripping with you."

"Caveman!" Felicity huffed as Oliver finally relaxed his hold on her and she moved up. Holding her hands on her privates, Felicity waddled to the bathroom. Oliver smirked as he followed her.

30 minutes later

"Stop being a jerk Oliver!"

"I'm not being a jerk. I just said that I don't want you in the pilot's cabin as I really don't want to die."

"I am not going to do anything to disrupt the whole process, I just want to try this prototype that could make you use less fuel."

"I said no Felicity. You can do that some other day when we are not using the plane but not now. Now get here; we'll watch a movie."

"I don't want to watch a bloody movie; I want to try this prototype. I have worked very hard on this and I need to use it on the moving plane. You are being unreasonable here. Nothing is going to happen; I promise."

Felicity had been so excited to show Sammy and Oliver the new program that she had made but Oliver was being a party pooper and had refused to let her try it. Oliver was sprawled on the couch, eyes locked on the screen in front of him. Felicity was pacing the cabin, trying to get Oliver to agree to let her try her program. So far she had not been successful.

"Are you sure nothing is going to happen?" Oliver looked up when Felicity stayed quiet.

"Okay so there is a risk. But it's only a little one. Nothing-"

"How little?"

"Maybe a little glitch which can cause the engine to stop working for a few seconds butI have a back up in case that happen," she stressed.

"Let me get this straight. You want to try a prototype which can cause the engine to stop working while we are thousands of feet above the ocean? And you are pouting because I don't want you to try it?" Oliver looked at her in disbelief.

"I don't know what the fuss is all about! It's not like I would try it if I was not sure of the program!" Felicity crossed her arms indignantly under her breasts.

"What the fuss is all about? You could get us killed Felicity. So no! You cannot use the prototype."

"Pussy," Felicity murmured under her breath as she stomped to her seat.

"What did you call me?"

"What? Nothing!" Felicity grabbed her ipad and settled comfortably in her seat.

"Felicity? What did you just call me?" Oliver sat up and stalked to her. Felicity looked up at him from above her glasses.

"You called me a pussy didn't you?" he accused, glaring down at her.

"So what if I did? You are being a pussy."

"Fine go ahead! If we end up in the middle of the ocean, I'm letting the sharks have you."

Felicity squealed and rushed to the cabin, slamming the door behind her.

God help them!

Sammy landed the jet safely at Nadi International Airport and Oliver almost kissed the ground as they got off the plane. Both Sammy and Felicity had thought that causing the plane to lose altitude all of a sudden was funny. He had nearly shit himself when that happened and both Sammy and Felicity had been laughing so hard that they had been crying.

Thankfully nothing major happened but Oliver was still pouting and still refused to talk to Felicity.

"Thank you so much for this trip Sammy! I would love to take the 2 seats jet someday. I'll let you know when I'll be free Sammy." Felicity hugged the old man tightly as Oliver closed the trunk.

Yeah that won't be happening.

"Thank you again Sammy. Have a safe trip home." Oliver shook his hand before getting in the car next to Felicity.

Throughout the trip to the resort, Felicity had her head out of the window, filming, ooh-ing and ah-ing. He pulled out his phone and started going through his mail.

"Stop stop! Stop the car!" Felicity shouted as she pounded her fist on the driver's seat. As soon as he stopped the car, Felicity jumped out of the car. She grabbed her wide straw hat and slammed it on her head.

Oliver took in the lovely scene; the weather was perfect and the beach looked breathtaking. He was used to this scenery which was why he was not fazed by it. But he was pretty sure Felicity was seeing this kind of scenery for the first time.

Felicity removed her flip flops and dug her toes in the sand. She spread her arms and raised her face to the sun. Oliver opened his camera on his phone and clicked a picture of her in that position. She turned towards him and Oliver clicked again. She beckoned him over and he still clicked away.

"We'll be late. We need to take the ferry, we'll come back later," Oliver shouted.

"I have never seen something as beautiful as this."

"Neither have I," Oliver responded, looking down at his phone.

"Welcome Oliver! How are you dear friend? I hope that you had a wonderful trip. Ahh let me look at this beautiful and charming woman. You must be Felicity, the woman who stole his heart."

Oliver and Felicity had just reached the Denarau Island where Oliver's friend stood waiting for them. Ra's al Ghul was not handsome but there was something about him that made him so attractive. He was clearly from the Middle East with his gorgeous tanned complexion and piercing brown eyes. He was clearly built even if he was not that young.

As soon as Oliver had jumped from the boat, Ra's had hugged him tightly which Oliver had returned.

"Hello Mr al Ghul, it is very nice meeting you."

"Oh call me Ra's young lady. It is very nice indeed to meet you. Lucky for you old friend that you married that one or I would have stolen her," he teased as he pulled Felicity to his side. Felicity warmed and smiled at the compliment.

"Stolen her? Where would you have kept her Mr Ra's al Ghul?" a teasing voice said from behind them. Felicity turned to see a beautiful woman of Asian descent approaching them. She did not look a day above thirty five with her wonderful straight black hair loose down her back and lithe body. She looked polished and well-groomed in her cream slacks and blue-green sleeveless blouse.

"No need to be jealous my lovely wife. You know that you are my first love." Ra's pulled the woman to his side and lightly kissed her on the temple.

"Your first and only love." Ra's laughed.

"Meet my lovely wife Talia. This is Oliver's wife Felicity," he introduced. Talia left her husband's side to hug her. She pulled back and looked into her eyes. Talia's eyes softened and she lightly pushed Felicity's hair back before gently kissing her on the forehead.

"You did good Oliver. She is a pure one," she looked up at Oliver. Felicity had never seen a look like Oliver was wearing now as he looked down at Talia. She pulled Oliver's head down and kissed him on the forehead and cheeks. Oliver returned the same gestured. It looked almost like a ritual between the two and despite the fact that Felicity was kindapossessive about Oliver, she could not bring herself to feel jealous about them.

"How have you been ibn?"Talia asked as she caressed Oliver's cheek.

"Well well well. What a sight for the sore eyes." Felicity tore her eyes from Talia and Oliver and turned to see a beautiful woman walking towards them. She was wearing tight black pants with a white tank and combat boots. Her long black hair flowed around her and her almond eyes made her look like an exotic creature. Her walk was sensual and graceful unlike Felicity's careless stomp.

As she came closer, Felicity could see the similarities with Talia. Talia let go of Oliver as the woman hugged him tightly. She pulled back and lightly kissed him on the corner of his lips. Felicity bristled and she now understood what Laurel was always talking about. Laurel always said that there were some women who as soon as you see them, you know that they are home wreckers. She got the exact vibe from this woman.

"How have you been mahboob?It's been so long since you visited." Goddamn even her voice was throaty and sensual.

"I am good habibi. How have you been? Still breaking hearts?" Oliver looked down at her a small smile on his handsome face.

She cleared her throat and looked pointedly at him. He looked up and grinned when he saw the glare that she was shooting him.

"Habibi, meet my wife Felicity. Felicity meet my friend Nyssa- Ra's daughter."

Nyssa laughed throatily and whispered loud enough for her to hear.

"We were more than friends mahboob." Felicity could feel her vision going red around the corners.

"Nyssa! Oliver is a married man now," Talia admonished. Nyssa smiled wickedly at her before moving away. Felicity's eyes followed the provocative sway of Nyssa's hips as she got into what looked like a black Lamborghini.

She roared away leaving all of them standing uncomfortably.

"Why don't we all go back to the resort? We had a cottage booked for you. If you love nature, you will absolutely adore this place," Talia said brightly.

"This place? Is heaven! I don't ever want to go back to Starling again. Could we- and by we I mean you, buy a place here?" Felicity stood on her tiptoes as she tried to take in everything outside.

"Mama and Nonna would have absolutely adored this place."

Oliver shook his head as he plugged in his phone to charge. He had to admit, the cottage was breathtaking. All the walls were a pale cream except for the side that had faux rocks. A king size bed dominated the room with sea blue bedspread which Felicity had declared she was going to steal if she could not find them back at Starling.

On the right side of the room were huge glass doors which opened on a deck. There was a hot tub on the deck which Oliver was excited to try with Felicity.

A shriek came from outside and Oliver sprinted out thinking the worst. Felicity was standing near the pool, hands on her cheeks.

"What is it? Where is it?" Oliver asked, his eyes scanning the place.

"Oliver! Oliver they have a fake waterfall! Look! I feel like Jane from the Tarzan! This is so exciting." Felicity squealed and jumped up and down clapping her hands like a little girl.

"You almost gave me a heart attack! Don't do that again." Oliver grumbled as he walked back inside.

Felicity turned to go back when she almost squealed again but only a little squeak came out. Next to the pool was a gorgeous platter of all kinds of chocolates.

She grabbed the platter and smelled the chocolates. The sweet and decadent perfume from the chocolate invaded her senses and made her mouth water.

"Let's go home to Mama. You and I shall get to know each other well." Felicity popped one chocolate in her mouth and closed her eyes in delight.

She slid open the door and paused as she saw Oliver's back ripple as he pulled on a grey t shirt. Yum!

"So what do we have planned for tonight? Are we going out to lunch with the al Ghuls?" Felicity sneaked another decadent chocolate and almost moaned when she tasted hazelnuts.

Oliver walked to her and grabbed her hand. He licked the chocolate off her thumb while looking deep in her eyes.

"We are not going anywhere. I am going out to lunch with Nyssa. You can spend the time to frolic in the pool, under the waterfall or you could sit and keep eating these chocolates. If you are hungry, you can call for room service and order anything. Go to the beach, do anything that you want, I couldn't care less."

His phone pinged and he pulled away.

"Nyssa is here. Don't wait up." He winked and strolled out, leaving her gaping.

She looked at the closed door and sighed, putting down the platter.

Suddenly she wanted to go back home to her own bedroom. Even the open air felt stifling to her.

After Oliver had gone for lunch, Felicity had laid down on the huge bed. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she was out. She now felt refreshed after that.

She closed the mascara tube and rubbed her sweaty hands on her dress. She had decided to dress up tonight; she was wearing a black dress which was short at the front and long at the back. It was sexy and flirty. She pulled her hair up in a low bun, leaving a few wisps of hair free.

Despite all the makeup, she still did not feel good. When she had woken up, Oliver had not yet returned so she had taken the time to take a dip in the pool. She had afterwards taken the time to shave and scrub and Oliver had still not returned. He came back when she was moisturizing her legs and had not spoken a word to her since.

He had pulled up his laptop and sat on the deck and had not moved. Felicity sprayed a little perfume on her wrist and in her cleavage. She opened the door. Oliver was fastening his watch.

"I'm ready."

Oliver looked up before grabbing the car keys.

"Let's go."

Felicity deflated when Oliver did not even compliment her on her dress.

It was going to be a long night.

They had a wonderful soup as entry and a Chicken Cordon Bleu as main dish. What followed was a delicious and decadent chocolate molten lava cake with a vanilla ice cream and a chocolate sauce. Felicity had had a mouth orgasm on the first bite.

All throughout dinner, Nyssa had discretely flirted with Oliver and had not missed any opportunity to touch him.

Felicity had almost stabbed her with her butter knife. If it was not for Talia and Ra's, Felicity was pretty sure that she would have made the headlines by tonight. The thing was that she was pretty sure that her mother and grandmother would have been proud of her despite the crime.

They were making small talk now that dinner was over. Felicity felt nauseous as she watched Nyssa lay her hand on Oliver's thigh.

"Excuse me. Could you show me the bathroom?" A servant came forward and escorted her to the bathroom.

If the bathroom was gorgeous, she did not see it. She leaned on the sink, hyperventilating. She could feel the walls closing on her and the room started spinning. A knock sounded and she snapped out of it.

"Felicity? May I come in?" Talia asked gently. Felicity took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Felicity smiled tightly. Talia pulled her out into a seating room which overlooked what looked like a garden.

"Sit next to me." Talia grabbed Felicity's hands in her own.

"Before I married Ra's, he was a playboy- the worse! He was a fighter and as you know fighters had groupies. My father was what you can call his trainer. I did not know my father until my mother died and I had to come live with him. I met Ra's when I was seventeen and he was twenty six. He was so intense and dark. Ra's had gone through so much as a child and I wanted to heal him. But he was so handsome and hot and he knew. I was only his trainer's awkward teenage daughter. He never looked twice at me."

Felicity had a hard time imagining Talia as an awkward teenager.

"My dad was a traditional man and since he never remarried, he had no other child. He needed to pass on his legacy to someone and Ra's was his right-hand man so dad wanted me to marry him. Even if I was madly attracted to him, I refused to marry for anything other than love. I had grown up with a very independent mother and she taught me from a very young age to do what I wanted and to never let anybody come in my way. I was twenty-one and wanted to become a nurse so I fought against my dad but he refused every time I asked. One time I had had enough and I yelled at him and said hurtful things to him. Ra's heard and it was the first and only time that he shouted at me."

Felicity sat, transfixed as Talia gazed into nothingness, a wistful smile on her face. Talia turned to face her again and smiled at her, squeezing her hands.

"My father was dying. He had a brain tumor and he never told anyone about it until Ra's caught him one day puking his guts out. Ra's grilled him and he finally admitted. That was why he wanted me to marry Ra's- to secure the legacy that he had created. A legacy for which he sacrificed his marriage, my mother and myself to build. I never told him that I knew his secret; the next day I agreed to marry Ra's. A week later, I married Ra's. The week after my father died. I didn't know my dad for too long but in the few years that I was with him, he had taken good care of me. I don't know what I would have done if it was not for Ra's." Talia wiped the lone tear that escaped and laughed.

"Ra's was not an easy man to be married to. He had a lot of enemies and did not know what love was. When I look at Oliver, I see Ra's. Oliver has gone through his fair share of pain and betrayals. He lost so much as such a young age and I can see the darkness in him but you Felicity are the light to his darkness. I know that it is not easy to be married to such a complex and broody man but trust me in the end, you will be happier that you could ever dream of. Despite being with him day and night and doing all the wifely duties, it was Nyssa who brought us closer. Oh and also probably the fact that I clocked some bitch who tried to kiss him."

Felicity grinned at Talia as they shared a moment. As wife to wife, they could perfectly understand each other.

"I then threatened Ra's that if he did not stop letting all kind of bitches touch him, I would take Nyssa and run away with his best friend. His poor friend got a black eye and two broken ribs. Even if we were not close, I knew that somewhere inside of him Ra's loved me. There were times when I could almost see him thumping his chest like a bloody gorilla."

Felicity gasped then giggled.

"I know! Oliver sometimes goes all caveman with me. He would shout that I was his and would then grab me and-"

Felicity slammed her hand on her mouth and blushed hard. Talia chuckled and patted Felicity's hand.

"He did the same thing when I told him that I would leave him. Then he went out to clock his best friend."

Felicity felt so at home talking to Talia even if she barely knew her. Talia made her feel like she was talking to her own mother.

"So you see Felicity, no matter what Oliver says- you are his wife and it is your right to demand certain rights. If he fights? Fight back. He's pretty hot and I know how difficult it is to say no- trust me, I know. If there is a weakness that men have, it's the appendage in their pants. Tease him and you'll see the change in him. I speak from experience."

Talia winked at her and Felicity grinned knowingly at her.

"Let's go meet these men of ours."

Felicity walked back in the dining room to find Ra's, Oliver and Nyssa having coffee. Felicity sat next to Oliver- discretely shifting her chair closer to his and winked at Talia. They grinned knowingly at each other.

Felicity pulled her hair from her bun and shook it free. She felt Oliver freeze as he took in a deep breath. She knew that Oliver liked the smell of her perfume a lot. She pressed to her side, gliding her hand on his thigh.

His hand froze in the air as Felicity gently squeezed his length. She removed her shoes to lightly run her toes along his calf and Oliver's cup crashed on the saucer. Everyone froze and Felicity stifled a giggle. Talia bit her lip to probably stop herself from laughing.

"Are you okay Oliver?" Nyssa asked. Oliver coughed and grabbed Felicity's hand in warning.

"Yeah I'm fine. I think that I am a little tired. Maybe we should get going."

"Ah the young people! Only work work and work! You should enjoy that pretty wife of yours more," Ra's chuckled.

"I intend to," Oliver responded good naturally.

They all stood. As they walked to the door, Talia pulled Felicity back and whispered.

"Don't forget! Do not give in! Atleast not tonight." Felicity quickly nodded and hugged the other woman tightly.

"Thank you for having us for dinner. It was absolutely delicious."

"Oh you are welcome darling," Talia said warmly. "See you tomorrow morning love birds."

Felicity waved as she buckled her seat belt. The ride back to the resort was spent in tensed silence. Felicity knew that it was only a matter of time before Oliver exploded. She watched the muscle on his cheek twitch and stifled a smile.

They had reached the resort about ten minutes ago and Oliver had locked himself in the bathroom which suited Felicity fine. She needed privacy to set up her plan to tease her husband.

After debating whether she should go in the hot tub with a bikini or naked, she finally put the bikini back in the suitcase and walked stood in only a negligee on the deck. The weather was warm and a warm breeze blew. She was waiting for the click which would tell her that Oliver was coming out.

After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened and Felicity opened her negligee. Her back was to Oliver so she was not sure if he was watching her or not but she decided to continue nonetheless. It was so quiet outside that her senses were heightened.

She rolled her neck and walked to the hot tub. She heard Oliver's quiet steps as she stepped in the hot tub. She had deliberately not filled the tub to the brim. She immersed herself in the tub, leaving her shoulders bare. She turned to face the bedroom. Grabbing her champagne glass, she ran the tip of her tongue on the rim before drinking some. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, Oliver was on the deck, standing right in front of her. She arched her back as she slowly ran her hands over her breasts. Oliver started pulling his clothes off. Felicity stood, water sluicing off her body. Warm breeze blew on her body causing her nipples to pucker despite the fact that it was warm.

Oliver froze as he watched her like a hunter. Naked, she slowly walked back to the bedroom, leaving a stunned Oliver outside. A couple of seconds later, Oliver came in and pulled her close from the back. Kissing her neck, he grabbed her breasts.

Felicity had gone through some tough moments in her life but holding still while her husband was caressing her was the hardest thing that she had ever done. It took him a few seconds to realize that Felicity was not responding. He stopped and Felicity moved out of his arms.

He grabbed her arm and turned her around.

"Do not touch me!"

"You are my wife! I don't need your permission to touch you!"

Felicity tilted her head to the side and laughed mockingly.

"Are you going to take me against my wish?"

"You want me. Your body wants me!"

"My body may want you but my mind doesn't want you to touch me."

"Are you doing that because you are jealous of Nyssa?"

Felicity scoffed even if Oliver hit a nerve.

"She should be jealous of me and not the other way round. I hold the ring; she's just another notch on your bedpost."

Oliver pulled her towards him, digging his hands on her hips.

"Don't touch me Oliver Queen. I don't want you to touch me." Oliver looked into her eyes then pulled back.

Felicity picked up her towel and tried to sensually wipe herself. She released her hair and walked naked to the bed.

The bed had white drapes attached to four poles. She released the two on her side of the bed which was the one away from the door. Oliver had a thing; he always wanted to sleep on the side which was closer to the door.

She pulled back the covers and got under the comforter. Oliver switched off the lights after a few minutes and got under the comforter.

A couple of minutes went by before Oliver grumbled

"Fuck that! You can't stop me from hugging you."

Felicity smiled and snuggled deeper into his embrace.

Game on.

*A/N: I know there was not a lot of Olicity scenes but I promise that next chapter is going to be filled to the brim with Olicity. I hope that you enjoyed it. Leave a review and follow me on my social media. Until next time my lovelies.

Love,

Pixi*