#34 Who pulls the curtains open in the morning? Who groans and complains about it?

Oliver gets back from his run to find Felicity still fast asleep in bed at 11AM, he had woken her up, well at least attempted to before he left at 10AM. She had said that she would be up and getting ready by the time that he had gotten back from his run. She was still curled up in a ball on his side of the bed facing the window and cuddling into his pillow and she drooled onto it.

He shook his head as he laughed at how cute she looked, the bare expanse of her back showing as the comforter concealed the rest of her body. He stopped and took a quick picture not being able to resist, he also knew that it would be good blackmail material.

He walked to the window and threw the curtains open letting the sun stream into the large bedroom. Felicity groans and scrunches up her face as she starts to turn away from the window and get comfortable again. He shakes his head and sits down on the bed at her hip and shakes her shoulder.

"Oh no you don't, you need to get up. We are meeting your mom and Lance in an hour for lunch while they are back from their trip. You said that you would be ready by the time that I got back from my run." She huffs but doesn't turn towards him and keeps her eyes closed not wanting to get up, she was blissfully comfortable, and she wanted to do anything but get up out of bed. Especially considering Oliver kept her up all night doing salacious things that even thinking about them make her blush.

"Mmmm. I don't wanna get up, maybe if someone didn't keep me up nearly all night doing unspeakable things, I wouldn't be so tired. Just come back to bed and we can play hooky together." She snuggles into Oliver's pillow again not opening her eyes as she reaches out blindly for him to pull him down and back into bed. He chuckles and shakes his head avoiding her wandering hand that would probably make them even more late then they were already going to be.

"Come on sleepy head." He tries coaxing her out of bed knowing very well that she is just faking it at this point in order to avoid going out to lunch with her mom. Instead of actually getting out of bed like she should have but instead she cracks open her eyes to look at over Oliver.

"Fe-li-ci-ty." Oliver draws out each syllable in a warning tone telling her that he wasn't kidding around at this point, he understood that she wasn't exactly looking forward to going out to lunch with her mother and Lance, but she wasn't getting out of this.

"You need to get up and get dressed, you can't avoid this lunch forever honey." Oliver tried coaxing her out of the bed, but it wasn't really working the way that he wanted, she scooted up and sat against the headboard moving the comforter with her to keep her chest covered. She stared at him for a few moments trying to figure out what his plan was, she knew that she needed to get up and get ready, but she was avoiding getting up at the moment just enjoying the bliss that she was experiencing with Oliver. That was until she saw the look in Oliver's eyes

"Oliver...Don't even think about it." She knew what he was going to do right before he did it. She tried to get away from his hands, but he was much more agile and quicker than she is. Oliver grabbed her by the waist and threw her over his shoulder and carried her the short distance into the bathroom.

"Oliver! Put me down!" She hits his back and watches as his muscle tense from the assault, but he just chuckles because it barely even phases him. She tries to wiggle out of his grasp, but he was expecting and tightened his grp on her before getting to the bathroom and depositing her feet back onto the floor.

Felicity smacks him on his sweaty naked chest trying to not let it distract her because she was not about to let him mislead her into doing what he wants. At this point she was doing all of these things to annoy him because he was actually still trying to make a good impression on her mother and Detective Lance.

She crossed her arms across her chest refusing to look away from his eyes holding her ground completely forgetting the fact that she was completely naked and standing in front of him. He was trying his absolute hardest not to look away from her eyes, but the longer they stood there, the harder that it proved to be. They stared at each other for what felt like hours but in reality, it was only a few minutes. It was Oliver who broke first and finally looked away from her eyes to appreciate her gorgeous naked body.

"Ha! I win." She yelled and smiled triumphantly, laughing at him. He shook his head finding it amusing that she could go from being mad at him for forcing her out of bed to laughing and playful in the span of only a few minutes.

"You are going to be the death of me one of these days I swear to god." He rolled his eyes and shook his head as he walked behind her and turned on the shower.

"You love it." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist and snake up the hem of his shirt hoping that maybe she can distract him enough to maybe get out of going to lunch. She placed opened mouth kisses on his shoulder and stretched up onto her tip toes while making her way up to his neck before taking ear lobe between her teeth and pulled.

Oliver was lost in the sensation especially when her hands seemed to travel downwards under the waistband of his sweat pants. He closed his eyes and it took everything in him to grasp her hand before it ventured to far downward.

"Stop trying to distract me to get out of this lunch." Oliver let go of her wrist and turned around giving her a smile and a quick kiss before finishing stripping down and hopping into the shower and closing the glass door behind him.

"Don't take too long getting ready, we are meeting your mom in a half an hour and I am leaving this apartment whether or not you are ready." Oliver laughed as he looked back to find her still standing there with a hooded look in her eyes.

"Fe-li-ci-ty." He continued to wash his hair while giving her a look that told her that he was not joking around. Felicity rolled her eyes with a groan and left the bathroom mumbling under her breath about not wanting to go and deal with her mother and Lance.

"Alright, alright. I'm going." Oliver shook his head as he laughed while he watched her leave as he quickly finished his shower and got dressed, by the time that he walked back into their room she was dressed and doing her make up.

"Well look who finally decided to get ready." He teased and kissed her cheek quickly as she glared at him through the mirror but continued to get ready for lunch that Oliver had roped her into.

"Ha. Ha. You think you are so funny, this is all your doing anyways you are probably really enjoying this." She put the finishing touches on her make-up and went into the closet to find a pair of heels, Oliver watched her from the bed and admired the way that her hips swayed as she walked away from him and into the closet.

Felicity came out of the closet ready to go and smiled at him, she wasn't so much angry as she was just sad that she wasn't getting the chance to lounge around all day in bed with Oliver. Instead she had to go out into the world in heels instead of staying inside all day in her pajamas. She walked towards him and stood between his legs and looked down at him with a peaceful smile on her face.

"You look beautiful." He settled his hands on her hips as hers found their way to the sides of his neck as her smile grew and a blush creeped over her cheeks and down her neck. She had become used to all of his compliments, but it still didn't stop her from blushing every time he did it.

"You don't look so bad yourself, are you sure we can't just lounge around all day and watch bad TV and have really really great sex?" She asks as she slowly leans down to place a kiss on his lips the smile never leaving either of their faces as he pulls away.

"I'm sure, that all sounds really tempting but we made plans and I don't intend to stand them up." He smiles and quickly pecks her lips before standing up and grasping her hand and walk towards the door and down the stairs.

"I guess that this meal can't be all that bad right? I mean what more embarrassing stories could she possibly have left to share with you?"

"Oh, I am hoping for my sake that she has loads of those kinds of stories left." He smiled and opened the door for them as they walk out the door and towards the elevator.

They arrived at the restaurant only a few minutes late but not because Oliver didn't try to get them there on time. Lunch was surprisingly great and to Felicity's discomfort Donna had many embarrassing stories from Felicity's childhood. No matter how much Felicity wanted to murder her mother for embarrassing her, she would always love getting to spend time with her mother and seeing her so happy. She smiled to herself and squeezed Oliver's hand the was clutched in her own and smiled over at him as he continued talking to her mother. Maybe it was worth being dragged out of bed so abruptly.