Hey everyone! I know my posting schedules have been out of whack lately, but as I said before work has started back up and reality sometimes has to take over. On top of that I had been working on my short story series named This Corporation of Ours. It's created as a set of chronicles over different time periods that show how The Corporation was created and the current dealings in the Corporation. If you are interested parts 1-5 are 99 cents apiece at , and part six titled "This Corporation of Ours: Control" will be free on starting sometime Friday and for the next five days after that. So if you're interested go check it out or PM me and I will give you the details.

The next track on Linkin Park's The Hunting Partyis named Drawbar, it is the second instrumental piece in The Hunting Party and it features Tom Morello from Rage against the Machine. The piece starts out very slow with some piano/keyboard notes (which I assume are from Mike Shinoda) with the guitar (Morello) kicking in, then a little bit of drums kick in and then it ends with the guitar and the keyboard fading out. It's an oddly calming piece compared to much of the other more punk/angst pieces that Linkin Park chose for this album.

So needless to say based on the limited availability of chance for fluff/smut that there has been with doing this, I thought I would give that M rating I gave some validity.

Once again I do not own any of these characters….I wish I did though.

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"I love you."

Immediately upon Oliver saying those three words her rant about how even more stupid his usually stupid plan was falls to pieces. She pauses, waiting for Oliver to clarify himself, perhaps he meant the type of "I love yous" people say when they just really mean "I admire you", but the word "admire" is harder to say than "love", and people tend to generalize the word love a lot these days.

However Oliver decides to clarify himself with his actions instead of his words, Oliver forcefully pulls her into him, cups her face, and delivers the kind of kiss that Felicity always assumes Oliver would give, passionate, intense, and slightly painful but oh so god damn good. Felicity wants to push him away make him explain himself more, make him confess all her feelings to her before she finally gives herself to him, but instead she melts, she instinctively wraps her arms around his neck and molds her body into his feeling his warmth all over her body.

Finally the two release for breath, from the combination of overwhelming relief that Oliver is indeed alive and the full physical sensation of Oliver makes her almost feel as if she's about to faint, but her brain, her stubborn brain that wants everything to be perfect can't stop itself from ruining her moment.

"Oliver," she fights to say between breaths, "Please tell me you're not doing this because of some emotional release, I can't handle it if this is going to be a onetime thing."

Oliver smiles, "I was so nervous to ask you to be my and one at the fundraiser, that I would ruin our friendship, that I wouldn't be able to have you be my guiding light anymore, the reason I took my comm out is I knew that you would try to convince me to come back and think of another way, and I knew that I would have done, I would have turned my bike around and spent the entire night in your arms listening to you cry. Not having that comm in was the hardest thing I've ever done, I don't want to hurt you anymore Felicity, because being away from you for these two days made me realize that I can't function without you, I wanted to come back as fast as possible, I wanted to let you know I was safe…"

Felicity hears enough of Oliver's pleading and grabs the back of his head and again slams her lips into his. Oliver's tongue starts to ask for permission and Felicity happily obliges, she turns her face to allow it to get closer, that smell, Oliver's smell, the reason that she kept his sweater on, enters her nostrils and she can't help but release a small moan of pleasure. The noise unleashes the aggression within Oliver, he places his hands underneath her ass and lifts her up off the floor, Felicity not wanting to lose contact with him wraps her legs around Oliver's waist. The two release their kiss once more and Oliver slowly walks Felicity down the stairs, both of them lock their eyes on each other. This time it was Oliver's turn to show some doubt.

"Are you sure? I don't want to…"

"I love you Oliver," Felicity returns, "I've felt something for you since you told me that I was remarkable, and I completely fell for you since you came to me bleeding in my car, that you chose me to rescue you. I just always feared that you would never feel the same way."

Oliver makes his way down the last step of the stairs and starts walking Felicity to the more plush leather couch that Felicity had installed in the room when they moved the foundry into the Queen mansion basement, "I had feelings for you the first time I met you, you were the first person to truly make me smile, I couldn't stop seeing you, then you became my path, my light you led me to be the man I've become, a man I never thought I would be, and I don't want to be anywhere else unless I'm with you."

Oliver smiles and leaves a quick kiss on her cheek, "Felicity, hold me tight."

Felicity smiles, "I thought you wouldn't remember that."

"I remember everything about you, like the first time I saw you in that gold dress."

Felicity lays a quick kiss to Oliver's lips, "So you liked that dress?" She smiles.

Oliver does nothing but nod, as he slowly lowers Felicity onto the leather couch, he lifts himself back up making Felicity slightly whimper from his lack of touch, Oliver reaches below his torso and loosens a clip underneath his vest he removes the first layer of his suit and tosses it to the ground, he reaches for the zipper and Felicity stops him with her foot, "Let me, please let me."

Oliver smiles and lowers himself over Felicity's body, Felicity grabs the zipper and slowly lowers it, underneath the suit, Felicity is disappointed to see Oliver's black shirt instead of his chest and abs. After she removes it Oliver reaches underneath Felicity's hoodie, or his hoodie to be exact, "My turn."

Oliver lifts the hoodie over her head to reveal a small V-neck tee Oliver, Oliver gently kisses the exposed area of her V-neck, Felicity begins to pull up Oliver's black shirt, and Oliver scrunches his body together to allow the shirt to slide off. Felicity then places her hand on the scar over his left shoulder, the scar that brought her to him, she pushes against it with her right palm, Oliver sits himself up on his knees giving Felicity the chance to place her hands on his body. Felicity gently traces her fingers down Oliver's torso paying special attention when her fingers brush over a one of his many scars.

"You're the first person I've ever let do that."

"Not even Sara?"

Oliver shakes his head, "She was scared of them."

Felicity looks up into Oliver's pooling eyes, "I love them, all of them, they make you who you are."

Oliver as if subliminally reading Felicity's mind pulls up her V-neck and lays himself upon her, he starts by kissing behind her ears, along her jaw, then down her neck, then with one hand and unclasps her bra and take in her right nipple into his mouth while his left hand massages the other. Felicity archs off the couch releasing soft moan, Oliver switches breast and then kisses the path between them. He starts moving down her abdomen and Oliver is surprised to feel how hardened it is, Felicity lets out a slight giggle every once and awhile do to Oliver's lips and stubble ticking her midsection. He makes his way all the way down her sweatpants, without much motion he pulls the sweatpants off of her revealing her bright pink lace panties underneath. He continues his kisses around her hips and down both of her thighs, once he gets to the knees he makes his way back up until he reaches her panties once more.

Felicity looks down at him the full want in her eyes, she lifts her hips off the couch to allow Oliver to remove he panties and fling them onto the floor. He leaves small kisses around her until his mouth approaches its destination, he without much warning massages her clitoris with his tongue moving it in a counter clockwise motion.

"Oh shit," Felicity lets out, "What are you doing to me?"

Oliver just smiles and lowers his head a little more, he then inserts his touch inside her causing Felicity to nearly lose it on the couch, as Oliver works her with his tongue Felicity grabs two handfuls of Oliver's dirty blond hair.

"Fuck Oliver, God don't stop."

Oliver uses his right hand to massage Felicity's clit while he works his magic with his tongue, Felicity can fell the wonderful feeling of her muscles tightening as they prepare her body for orgasm.

"Oh God!" Felicity unleashes her orgasm, her body slightly convulsing from the pleasure ripping through her, while she comes back down, Oliver wastes no time to remove his pants and underwear leaving the both of them naked on the couch.

They both keep their eyes locked on each other both wanting the exact same thing, he lowers down upon her once more, Felicity grabs his cock guiding it in the right location, she still can't believe that after all this time it's happening, for once in her life a dream comes true. Oliver enters her slowly not wanting to cause her any discomfort.

Felicity releases a loud moan, "God it's better than I've ever dreamed."

Oliver smiles again and begins a slow and consistent pace wanting to take as much time with her as he can, Felicity also begins moving herself into him and the two form a hand in hand rhythm.

"Oliver! Please don't stop!"

As their rhythm continued it's as if both of them were trying desperately for become one person, one soul, as they continued they stare into each other's eyes realizing that this moment is the moment where everything will change between them. There will no longer be the empty want that traveled between them, they were now one and there is no going back.