Author's note: This chapter in all SMUT! Fair warning... if not yiur thing, come back Monday for the finale... otherwise enjoy...

So as I noted in yesterday's update, I am making another story in this universe... still wanting to know what you guys want the baby to be... Gender? Twins?... review and let me know... I do read all my reviews and respond accordingly...

Now on to the update... we'll this is it people... THE WEDDING! I planned on only putting the wedding up an holding on to the wedding night until next week but because my beta warehouseluver13 is so amazing... all the chapters for this story are done... I will post the final 4 chapters on monday but I have 5 for you all tonight... enjoy

Wedding looks on polyvore

Disclosure: I own nothing of Arrow or the songs in this story... just love them.

Oliver heard the bathroom door click as it slowly opened. He spun around, his eyes on the glasses in his hand, to greet his wife. When he took in Felicity's appearance he forgot all about the glasses as he stepped to her. He placed them down on a nearby table, needing his hands free to touch her. His eyes scanned over every inch of her, from the emerald pumps on her feet, over the sheer white lace stockings that stopped at her mid thighs and made him want to line them with his lips, passed the little bit of lace that covered her center and up the halter top negligee. The lace over her breasts had her tightened nipple showing perfectly through it and taunting him. He could feel all his blood rush to his core and his pants tighten around him. He shifted slightly, trying to ease the ache in his groin. His tongue snuck out and passed over his lips, moisten in them, as his throat went dry. Her golden locks skated over her shoulders perfect, teasing and tickling the skin, creating goosebumps all over. He saw her bright pink lips and a deep groan came out as the images of those same lips leaving marks all over his body filled his mind. She was leaning in the doorway, propped up against the door jam with one arm above her head as the other hung at her side playing with and smoothing out the fabric off her top.

Oliver's hand reached out for her, desperate for her touch. They settled on her hips again, grasping through the sheer satin he found there. "God you're beautiful."

A rosy blush crept up over her chest and cheeks, driving him mad. It had been too long since he had her last. He couldn't believe it had been less than 48 hours since he had her screaming and moaning as she fell apart under him.

"Thank you. You like it?"

Oliver's arms twined around her as he pulled her into his chest, lifting her into the air. Her ankles crossed as her arms twisted behind his neck. "Baby when are you going to learn? I love everything you wear. Even those cute cotton panties with the fluffy clouds on them. I don't need you in sexy lingerie or anything like that. I just need you. My beautiful, brilliant, and babbling wife." He kissed softly at her lips but felt her demand more and deepened the kiss.

He carried her over to the bed, placing her on the floor next to it without ever breaking the seal between their lips. His hands skimmed higher to her back, skating over the skin under the chemise. A deep moan and whimper came out of Felicity that seemed to set him on fire. Her hands slid down his chest, grasping at his shirt. She pulled back a bit on the kiss, just enough to mutter, "Yours right?"

"Um hum." Oliver mumbled back just in time for a devilish grin to cross her face as she gripped the two side of his shirt tighter and ripped them open.

"Always wanted to do that."

"Well just not too much. Don't need to be replacing all my shirts. Although it is really hot." Oliver chuckled. His lips skidded down her jaw and to her pulse point just below her ear. He nipped at the skin there as she hissed and moaned. Her hands trailed over his chest, teasing every inch of skin she could find. Her hands rose up to his shoulders and started to push his shirt down his arms. He pushed both of his arms back so that the ruined shirt could slip off and drop to the floor. As soon as his arms were bare, they were wrapped back around her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue slipping past her lips and deep into her mouth. Her arms folded around his neck, her hands trailing down his back, clawing at the skin there in the perfect mix of pain and pleasure. He groaned this time needing her more than ever before. He pulled the chemise up and over her head in a flash, wanting to feel her warm skin pressed against him. He flattened out her hair after he threw the chemise over his shoulder, not caring where it landed.

Oliver's forehead fell against hers. "I love you Felicity. More today than ever before because today you gave me the greatest gift. You. Thank you for loving me. For marrying me. For wanting and choosing to spend a life with me."

"There was no choice to make." Felicity whispered just inches from his lips. She felt him bend his knees and sink down, his lips falling onto hers as his hands skimmed down her side and to the back of her legs. He clinched her upper thighs and lifted her up into the air, turning to ease her down onto the rose petal covered bed. He lunged over her, perfectly cradled between her thighs. "Oliver, make love to me."

"Always." He whispered as his eyes locked with hers, he hoped showing all the love he had for her.

He leaned down on his left forearm, placing it just under her shoulder as his right hand moved down her body. His lips trailed down from hers, over her neck and collarbone to her voluptuous chest, nipping and suckling all over. She moaned as he sucked her right nipple into his mouth, his tongue teasing and twirling it around. He nipped at the pebbled bud causing her to arch up into his touch. He released her nipple with a pop and kissed across her chest to her other breast, showing it the same care and devotion. Felicity was bucking and trying to ease the ache for more she had within her. She had never known a man that could get her off by just caring for her breasts but Oliver was close to doing just that.

He could hear her whimpering for more and knew she was close already. He was too. He had been desiring just this all day that it had been tempting him. Her coming out of the bathroom dressed as she was pushed him over his limit. He slowly moved down her, his lips brushing softly just below her breasts and moved to the swell of her belly. He whispered a tender 'I love you' against her skin there before proceeding to lather her entire chest in kisses. He nipped here and there, tempting her and causing her to arch again; his scuff scratching at her skin and sending pleasure through her. He moved back up her body to her neck, his hands seek hers out and pulling them up above her head. He latched onto her neck, nipped, biting, suckling, and loving every inch it. He groaned as she arched into him again, rolling her hips against him to try to get some of the pressure she so desperately wanted. Oliver thrust into her, rubbing harshly across her clit and lower lips. Her head went back exposing more of her neck as she screamed in ecstasy and came undone beneath him. Her fingers dug into the back of his hands as she shivered and rode out her orgasm.

"Wow! That was... Wow!" Felicity giggled.

"And we're just getting started." Oliver grinned at her as his lips fell to hers. Soon she was pushing on his shoulder, wanting him to roll over. When he did she rolled with him, straddling him. She kissed down his neck and over his collarbone. Then she proceeded to kiss each of his scars, starting with the first one he received and moving over each one in order, stripping them of the pain each gave him. She was freeing him from his darkness with each press of her lips. She moved down his chest and nipped at his belly button, causing his hips to jump. She loosened his belt then the button and zipper of his pants. She curled his fingers into the waistline of them and his boxers, moving them both down his legs. She kissed and nipped at his left leg as she pulled the pants down it. Once they were loose enough, she let them drop to the floor and crawled back up on the bed with him, treating his right leg the same way. Now he was stretched out, every inch of his glorious naked and on display for her. She felt her heart leap at the thought the she would be the only woman to ever see him like this again. He was hers. Forever.

Oliver sat up and cupped her cheek. "Yes, I'm all yours forever baby." he whispered, all the desire and passion in his eyes replaced with love and devotion. Felicity realized she had said that out loud but she wasn't embarrassed. She was right. He was hers just like she was his. And she needed to show him.

He leaned down and kissed softly across her tattoo, something he often did because it was yet another way she had showed him her love for him. She had faced down a fear so that he would always know she was his.

She pushed against his shoulders, showing him her desire for him to lay back and relax. Once he did, she knelt between his legs and sunk down on her folded legs. Her hands glided up his legs, softly trailing over his thighs, until they reached to base of his cock. She wrapped one around the base, tightly grasping it and making him hiss in response. The other pulled her hair to one side as she lowered her mouth around his head. His hips jumped up when he felt her begin to sink down his growth, inching closer to her hand. She slowly rose and fell down him, sucking more in with each pass. He was already rock hard and so close that this would set him off if she continued. "Felic... Baby... I can't." Oliver groaned.

Felicity sucking up his cock and released it with a pop. "It's okay Baby. We have all night. The rest of our lives together. I want you to enjoy tonight. Let go." Felicity smiled up at him as she sunk back down around him and sucked him further down her throat. He felt as he hit the back of her throat and hissed as she hummed and moaned around him. He was seeing stars due to holding his eyes closed so tightly. He gripped the covers and pleaded that it not be over so fast. He had wanted to please her, make her scream and moan until she couldn't think straight but he was so close now he couldn't fight it. When she reached up and cupped his balls, rolled them around in her palm, he knew it was over. A bit more pressure from her mouth and a tickle from her tongue on the underside of his cock and he was shouting out as he came down her throat. Felicity drank up all he could give her. She milked him a little more with her mouth before she felt him go limp. She sucked to his tip and licked off all his cum then swallowed. She looked up to see the fire back in his eyes, which were dilated and blown wide open.

"Fuck Sweetheart. That was incredible." Felicity climbed back up his body, kissed and nipping at him as she giggled. "I know. $1 swear jar. When we get home."

"Well let make a rule, cursing is only allowed in the bedroom. And only during sex. Not fighting or yelling."

Oliver rolled her over so she was on her back again. "I can agree to that and now that we have agreed on that. Time for me to make you scream a couple naughty words, Mrs. Queen." His eyebrows bounced in a suggestive style before he leaned in and kissed her, tasting himself on her lips. He sank down her body, nipping and kissing along the way. He stopped as he moved between her legs and sat up. He pulled her left leg straight up into the air and slid her shoe off. Then he rested it against his shoulder as he dug his fingers into the lace bands of the stocking. He slowly guided it down her leg, his whole hands pressing into her skin. Her hands began to glide over her lips and breasts as he teased her more. When the stocking was at her foot he yanked it off and threw it behind him. He kissed the inside of her ankle and down her calf as he slid down to the bed and picked up her other leg, easing the left one back down so the knee was bent and it rested next to him. He treated the right leg the same, watching as she moaned and whimpered to his lips pressing onto her skin. She pinched at her nipple just as he nipped at her calf causing Felicity's back to bow beautifully off the bed.

When he dropped her leg down again, matching the other, she groaned out his name, "Oliver."

"Yes, my wife?"

"Baby I need... I need you to touch me. Please."

"Anything you want Felicity." Oliver dropped down and in a second he had her legs back over his shoulder, her panties off of her and his mouth attached to her slit. His tongue glided up and down it, stroking it and savoring the taste of her juices she already had there. He could feel his cock getting stiff again. He had never had such a fast recovery before but tasting this woman and hearing her moan and pant for him as she wiggles against his face and mouth had him growing hard and heated again. His tongue slipped between her folds and into her entrance. He felt her lift off the bed as she moaned deeply. Her walls tightened around his tongue and she started to flutter. He thrust his tongue into her a couple times as he pushed on her clit with his nose. Her legs clamped against his head. He removed his tongue from within her, a small whimper from her being cut short as he plunged two fingers into her. He thrust them in deeper and deeper each time as he sucked and nipped at her clit. One of Felicity's hands threaded into his hair, clawing into his scalp, as the other grasped at the covers above her head.

Her eyes rolled back into her head as she reached her breaking point again. Her legs clamped hard around his head as she dug her curled toes into his back and her back lifted off the bed in a gorgeous arch. "Yes. Baby! Yes Oliver! Right there! Oh god! Oh Fuck! I'm cuming! Don't stop. I'm cuming, Baby!" As she panted this, her pulse raced and her blood felt like flowing lava in her veins. He picked up the pace of his fingers and added a third, curling them to tease her g spot with each thrust. She scream a loud moan as she came hard around his fingers. His tongue licked at her entrance with each thrust, wanting to draw out her pleasure while also tasting it all. Felicity flopped back down on the bed as she finally started to calm from her orgasm. "God! You're mouth and fingers should be considered lethal weapons."

Oliver chuckled as he thought over what she just said. Her 'no filter' problem became worse while having sex. Like her brains just doesn't care enough to even think over her words before she says them. He slipped her legs off his shoulders, easing them slowly down not to hurt her. "Well my fingers already are when they are hold a bow and arrow." Oliver snickered.

Felicity melted further into the bed, her post orgasm bliss stretching out over her. She had a warm smile on her face with a glow of pleasure and satisfaction like he had never seen before. "Trust me. Not only then."

"Well I never said I didn't know how to use other weapons. I just like bow and arrows." Oliver smirked.

"You don't need weapons. Just do that and people would not be able to think straight. Hell I can't even right now." Felicity giggled as she panted, trying desperately to catch her breath.

"Well just had to make sure you got your pleasure. I mean you made me see stars. And it is my job now to take care of you as your husband. A job I will be pleased to do at anytime."

"Careful with those words mister. You may regret them one day."

"With you. Never." Oliver sunk his lips to hers and she could taste herself all over them. Her sweet, tart taste. She opened her lips to allow his tongue to slip into her mouth, feeling him tease and taste her palette. His hips rolled into her and she felt him rock hard again. It amazed her how fast he could get hard for her. She felt him shift above her as his hand caressed down to her hip. He slipped his hand between them and positioned himself at her entrance. "You okay?" He knew she had been through alot and didn't want to push her too much. Tonight was to be about love and gentle touching. Not pain or hurt.

Felicity smiled sweetly at him then moved her hand to his and helped him hold himself in place. She lifted the opposite leg and wrapped it around his waist, pressing her heel into his ass and pushing him into her slowly. Her head rolled back as she felt him sink down into her deeply. He lifted her slightly, supporting her new angle with his legs, allowing him to sink even further into her. Her other leg came up to wrap around him as he pulled her arms up above her head, twining his fingers in hers. He rested all his weight on his forearms and knees, thrusting into her slowly and rolling his hip as he did, his chest pressing lightly into hers and giving her a feeling of security.

As it became more heated between them, he ground into her, pushing slightly on her belly. She hissed and he jumped. "Did I hurt you?"

"No Baby. It feels great but we may have to adjust in the coming weeks. Belly is getting in the way."

"I can do that."

"I bet you can." Felicity giggled as he thrust into her again. She moaned as his lips touched her neck, setting her skin aflame.

Their breaths became pants, short and rapid. Oliver's thrusts were becoming more determined, pushing her closer to her completion. He could feel her walls starting the flutter and clamp down on him, pulling him deep with each pass. He was close as well. Felicity rolled her head and her nose pressed into his neck. "Baby, I'm so close. God you feeling amazing in me. So deep. Please cum with me Oliver. I want to feel it."

"I love you Felicity." Oliver moaned as he rolled and trusted again, feeling her hips rise to meet him him as well. He whimpered into her shoulder trying to draw out their time together as long as he could.

"Let go, Oliver. Cum with me. Cum with your wife." Felicity whispered sensually into the pulse point just below his left ear. She shifted their hands so their left hands were holding tightly to one another. His right hand found its way into her hair, twisting the loose golden strands between his fingers. Her right hand twisted to his back, sliding over his broad shoulders and down the strained muscles of his back. She purred as she felt him stir faster and harder than before, her words awakening something within him.

Oliver thrust into and heard her whimper then moan his name. He pressed deep into her again and suddenly a warmth surrounded as Felicity came with an incredible force. She screamed his name and begging him not to stop as she rode out her orgasm. Her walls sucked him deeper and pulled at him with such force that it pulled a grunt from him as he spilled into her, her name trickling out of his lips as his fingers clawed for purchase in her hair and hand. Her legs quaked as he pushed into her, feeling a small trimmer come from Felicity as she came again. He pumped into her a few more times, eased them both down from their highs, allowing her inner walls to milk the last of his cum from him.

His pulse was racing and he felt like he wouldn't ever catch his breath. He felt her legs slip from around his back but stayed close to his sides. Her hand continued to trail up and down his back, calming him with her touch. He felt the fatigue in his legs and arms, they couldn't hold his body up any longer. His limp cock slipped from inside her and he rolled to her side, flopping down on his back. He pulled her into him, helping her to drape across his naked form. She cuddled into his side, careful as to how she laid with her belly. When her breath finally slowed, she smiled to herself. "So we have a lifetime of that?"

"Yep."

"Good. But we are gonna have to be careful. I mean we can't do that before work. Not if you want me walking at any point. And walking is sort of essential to my job. Kind of hard to be successful when you're waddling around because your husband couldn't keep his hands off you. So no funny business like this in the mornings, Mr. Queen."

"So what you're saying is only quickies in the shower in the morning before work, I can handle that." Oliver teased. Felicity smacked at his chest playfully. "What about quickie at work? We do have that smart glass."

Felicity giggled as she curled deeper into his side and yawned. "We'll see." She whispered.

"Sweetheart, how about you climb up under the blankets. I'll go put the food away then come back and join you."

"Okay." Felicity shifted and let him climb up out of the bed. "We really could just spend our whole honeymoon right here. I mean it has great views already." She teased as he walked into the other room.

She heard him chuckle and call out, "You're not getting out of the trip that easily. Plus my views are much better. Especially the one of you coming out the bathroom."

A few moments later Oliver came back into the bedroom calling her name only to find her balled up in the middle of the bed, covers that were still somewhat covered in rose petals pulled over her. She was sound asleep already and was adorable. He slinked over to the side of the bed, drew the covers up and slid in next her. As soon as he was laying in the bed, Felicity reached out for him, desiring his warmth. "Sleep Sweetheart. I love you." Oliver whispered as he pulled her into his side.

"Love... you.. husband." Felicity sighed as she curled into him and fell asleep again.

Oliver pressed a kiss into her forehead. "I love you too, my wife." A wave of happiness washed over him as he drifted off to sleep, his wife and love of his life secure in his arms.