A/N: OMG! Who is still riding a high from the strong Olicity game in last night's episode? (Answer? DEFINITELY ME!) I love flirty Olicity and there was so much last night. SO MUCH! I can't even...anyways. I had originally thought I would post this last night as a pick-me-up from the angst I was sure was going to happen...THEN I DIDN'T NEED TO! There was angst, sure, but so much fluff. So we're going to carry on with the fluff now. I love fluff. Fluff is fun. (Smutty fluff is even better...which, well I hope you like it!)
Priya! Thanks hun for helping me through some of the issues of this chapter! You are the best!
Felicity was having a blast. The restaurant was luxurious and the wine was succulent. And the company was refreshing. She was surprised with how grounded Vicky seemed to be. And of course she was gorgeous. Vicky's blood red dress was fun and flirty and the perfect compliant to her dark skin.
Felicity thoroughly enjoyed getting to know her.
The dinner only confirmed to her how much Tommy was smitten with the woman.
"Vicky," Felicity started with a warm smile directed towards the other woman. "I'm so glad we had a chance to meet. Tommy hasn't told us anything about you."
"There isn't much to tell," she answered with a small laugh. Her voice was twinged with just a touch of a southern accent that reminded Felicity of Julia Roberts in Steel Magnolias. "I grew up just outside of Atlanta and I'm in my junior year at Georgia Tech. School pretty much consumes my life."
"I completely understand," Felicity agreed with a shake of her head. "As much as I love college, I'll be thrilled when I don't have to write another paper."
"Amen," Vicky replied quickly and the women let out laughs. "So how long have you known Oliver and Tommy?"
Felicity smiled over at Oliver who was thoroughly engrossed in a conversation with Tommy, his hand entwined with hers under the table. "I've known Oliver for almost a year. We met in Cambridge. He's at Harvard and I'm at MIT. I met Tommy about a week ago."
"Really?" Vicky questioned looking between them, Tommy glancing at her with a quirk of his head. "From the way you all interact I would have thought you had been friends for much longer than that."
Felicity shrugged, "It feels like I've known them both forever. It's strange to think this time last year I didn't know either of them."
Vicky nodded and Tommy draped his arm over her shoulders. "So ladies, what are you thinking for the second part of our evening?"
Vicky frowned at him; "I have an early flight tomorrow. I shouldn't be out too late."
Tommy sighed, but nodded and brushed his lips against her cheek. "A movie in? Or…I mean, if you just wanted to hang out with your friends here…"
Felicity enjoyed watching them, mostly the anxiousness that was evident in Tommy's voice.
"They're going out tonight," Vicky assured him with a shy smile. "A movie sounds fantastic."
Vicky turned to Felicity and Oliver and smiled. "Would you like to join us?"
"Thanks," Felicity answered and she could sense Oliver's opinion with the way he gripped her hand tightly. "But this whole skiing thing has me really worn out. I think we're going to call it a night."
"I still can't believe you're putting up with this idiot," Oliver said with a straight face, pointing a finger at Tommy. "But it was nice to meet you."
"Same," she answered with a smile and they all stood and headed out into the cold, Aspen night air. Vicky wrapped Felicity in a quick hug. "If you're ever in Atlanta, give me a call. I think you and I could be great friends."
"Definitely," Felicity agreed and she folded herself into Oliver's embrace in an attempt to starve off the chill in the air. Tommy grabbed Vicky's hand and they headed towards her car that was parked down the road. Oliver guided Felicity in the opposite direction to their car. "She was nice. I don't know what she sees in Tommy."
"She does seem…not crazy."
"Does Tommy tend to go for the crazies?"
"Yes."
"I think he really likes her."
"You do?"
"Yeah," Felicity said with a nod of her head and she turned to look up at him, her back against the passenger side door. "Is Tommy finally starting to get serious?"
Oliver shook his head, "Honestly, I doubt it. I mean, I think you're right and he likes her…but I don't know if Tommy will ever really settle down."
"I think he can."
"Maybe," Oliver answered with a shrug and leaned down to press his lips to hers. "I really don't want to talk about Tommy anymore."
"I do remember a promise of later…"
"There was definitely a promise."
"Let's get out of here," Felicity whispered against his lips. "I have a promise to keep."
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Oliver woke slowly, the sky still dark on the other side of the curtains and an ungodly early time glaring at him from the alarm clock on his nightstand. He stretched and reached out for Felicity, determined to put his sudden alertness to use only to find her side of his bed empty, the sheets still slightly warm from her body temperature. He sat up, resting his weight on his forearms and let his eyes wander around the darkened room for any sign of his girlfriend.
The door to the hallway was slightly ajar and Oliver shook his head as he climbed out of bed, pulled up his boxers, headed out of his room and down the stairs. He wasn't surprised to find Felicity standing in the front of refrigerator, door open, the light shining around her, showcasing just how completely sexy she looked in nothing but his dress shirt from the night before. She was playing with the ends of her brunette hair as she perused the contents of the fridge before pulling out a bottle of water with a sigh.
Oliver stealthily made his way to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her back to him. She jumped a bit and let out a gasp when his arms made their way around her, but she relaxed instantly and sank into his chest.
"I woke up and you were gone."
"Thirsty," she replied in a whisper, his breath on her ear causing a shiver down her spine. "And then I couldn't decide if I was hungry or not. Sorry if I woke you…"
"I don't care," he assured her and he bit down gently on her earlobe causing her to gasp and arch back into him. His lips made their way down her collarbone and Felicity melted into him even more. "Felicity…"
She turned in his arms and pressed her lips against his bare chest, maneuvering her arms around his neck to pull his head down to hers and pressed her lips against his hungrily. The water bottle that had been in her hand clattered to the floor, the lid thankfully still tightly on it, as they lost themselves in the kiss. Oliver turned them, until Felicity was pressed against the edge of the island, the granite digging into her back.
The need for air finally caused them to break apart and Oliver's lips moved down her neck, kissing and licking until she was panting, her breasts rising and falling under the soft cotton of his shirt on her body. His hands clutched her waist and easily picked her up and sat her down on the counter, her legs widening automatically so he could step closer to her, his lips finding her mouth again. Her legs winded around his back drawing him closer, his hardness pressing against her, causing a gasp from her and Oliver used the opportunity to run his tongue against hers.
"Oliver…" she whispered against his lips. "Please…"
He responded to her instantaneously, grabbing at the open collar of his shirt and pulling until the buttons scattered leaving her chest bare to him and he greedily kissed his way down her neck and latched on to a nipple, the fingers of his hand playing with the other. Felicity gasped and threaded her fingers through his hair to pull him closer to her. She could feel his smirk against her breast as he feasted and she didn't even bother to try to contain her moans.
His hands pushed the shirt off her shoulders and she shrugged the rest of the way out of it and dropped it on the floor next to them leaving her only in her cotton candy pink panties, her arousal evident on the garment.
"You're so beautiful," Oliver mumbled against her skin sending another wave of arousal through her body. He kissed his way to her other breast and gave it the same attention he had the first. His hands moved up and down her sides making her breakout in goose bumps and Felicity used her legs around him to pull him even closer. Oliver pulled back from her breast and attached his mouth to hers in a bruising kiss.
Felicity untangled her hands from his hair and moved them down his chest until she gripped him through the material of his boxers. The groan that ripped out of his throat was deep and sounded a lot like her name. She slowly stroked him and he grew even harder at her ministrations.
"Felicity," he said his voice low and tight. "I…fuck."
She smirked and moved her lips close to his ear. "Condom, pocket of the shirt."
Oliver nodded and reached down to grab the shirt and pulled the small foil packet out as he worked his boxers down his legs until he was completely nude in front of her. Her eyes moved over his form, appreciating his sculpted muscles and impressive length.
"You're ogling."
"You like to be ogled."
His laugh was throaty as he sheathed himself with the condom and he stepped back towards her. He grabbed the sides of her underwear and she lifted her hips so he could pull her underwear down her legs and he dropped them with his boxers. His lips descended to hers again and he kissed her passionately as his fingers slicked against her opening until he just barely touched her clit, which sent her arching towards him until his tip was nearly where she wanted him.
"Oliver," she begged huskily. "Please…fuck, please."
He didn't waste anymore time and thrust up into her causing her to throw her head back in completely please. "Yes, god yes."
Oliver moved slowly, his fingers still playing against her clit. "You feel so good Lis."
"You…too."
She grabbed his shoulders, nails digging into his skin there, as she moved her hips up for a different angle and Oliver let out a strangled curse at the intense pleasure that coursed through him, his climax building rapidly. He picked up the pace, working her towards her own peak first.
"Felicity," he breathed against her skin and bit down gently on her taunt nipple. "Come for me babe. Come."
She was panting, nails still digging into his shoulders as the first wave of pleasure rushed over her hard. Felicity tightened around him, her body trembling as he emptied inside of her. Her hands framed his face gently and she brought her lips to his purposely and they kissed as their bodies came down from their spasms.
"That was better than any snack I would have found in the fridge," she said against his lips and he laughed heartily. Oliver reached behind him and slams the still open refrigerator door closed, sending the room into near darkness.
Oliver reluctantly removed himself from her and discarded the condom carefully. He stepped back in front of her and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly to his chest.
"I'm never going to be able to eat at this island again without thinking of being buried inside of you."
The blush rose in her cheeks and down her chest and Oliver followed it with his lips.
"Come on," she said quietly. "Let's go back to bed."
Oliver nodded and grabbed her waist to help her down off the counter. She leaned down, her hair moving against him, his member twitching with the feel, to grab their discarded clothes. Felicity threaded her fingers through Oliver's and pulled him, both still gloriously nude, back up the stairs until they were back in their room and snuggled into the soft sheets, spooned together, breathes coming soft and regular as they drifted back to sleep together.
A/N: I hope this made you smile! And I know things seem so very great right now, (they are) but...well they can't be in the bubble of vacation forever.
