This is it guys the final chapter! Thank you so much for everything all of you, none of you know how much more this piece has meant to me with my personal life, so everything from everyone means so much more so just thank you! This is the chapter that contains smut, so if it's not your thing you may want to skip the end. But yes I hope you enjoy what I did with this because this is an Olicity story, and I hope you don't mind the ending because I didn't know where the hell to go with the Ra's thing (complete brain blank hence only 5 chapters). But anyway enjoy :).
It had been a week since Felicity had woken up from her weird dream. She had dreamt she was alone in complete darkness, that she was lost and couldn't find her way home until she heard Oliver, he calmed her, grounded her. She didn't feel as lost with his voice surrounding her in the never ending darkness, making her feel safe. That was until she heard him crying, until she heard his pleas, then she fought against it, she found the strength like never before and when he said Please... Come back for me, she finally saw the light and when she opened her eyes, he was there, tears streaming down his cheeks. Oliver never left her side for the rest of that day, but when she woke up the next morning he was gone. She hadn't seen him since.
It had taken her the whole week to finally feel herself, to adjust to the fact she had died, that she was meant to be dead but Oliver had found a way to save her. That she was in fact in Nanda Parbat. She spent most of her time with Diggle and Thea, and she slept a lot. The rest was spent adjusting, remembering, and being told how she was alive.
She was angry, angry that Oliver had made this decision to bring her here without consideration from anyone else. No-one had seen him since she returned and so none of them knew the truth, knew the extent of the deal he had made. Felicity's fleeting memories didn't help either, she remembered dying, remembered things briefly on the plane but it was so sporadic it confused her. But she was angry, very angry he hadn't even checked on her since bringing her here, hadn't talked to her, and hadn't bothered all over again. It felt like she had lost him when she had only just truly found him.
Felicity had been watching Thea training with the League; apparently they had welcomed her with open arms after seeing something in her. The two were just heading back from the dining hall, after spending most of the day together. Somehow the girls had bonded in this short time, Thea seeing what had captivated her brother all along and Felicity realising how light hearted the younger sibling could still be after everything. They were heading down the corridors chatting when they heard raised voices. They frowned heading into the direction of the Lazarus pit room.
"You can't be serious?" Diggle shouted staring at him in disbelief.
"Dig this isn't up for discussion." Oliver replied instantly.
"Like hell it's not!" He said standing up straighter.
"I made a decision, and I stand by that choice."
"I'm not saying it was the wrong choice, I'm saying that you could have discussed it with us."
"There was nothing to discuss."
"God damn it Oliver!" He said standing up straighter, getting into his face. "You don't get to decide for us!"
"What's going on?" Thea asked stepping into the room first. Felicity followed, her eyes instantly fell on to Oliver. He was wearing dark green robes and pants, with an ornate green almost black cloak over them, he had a buzz cut, and was stood with his arms by his sides whilst Diggle was stood in his face. Neither looked at the girls as they continued to stare each other out.
"Are you going to tell them or should I?" Diggle said taking a step back pointing at them.
"Tell us what?" Thea asked. Felicity remained silent, she hadn't seen Oliver in 6 days yet he seemed more distant now than he ever had. She watched as he closed his eyes briefly before glancing to Thea. His eyes fell solely on her.
"You're going home." He said flatly.
"We're all going home?" Thea smiled broadly. He nodded, and Felicity could see the excitement and joy radiating from her. But Felicity knew, she could feel it in her bones, knew there was more to this, and knew there was something else. She looked at Diggle; she could see him clenching his fists shaking his head.
"What aren't you telling us?" She asked staring at him. His gaze never met hers and she felt it like a blade cutting into her, how had this distance between them happened? He turned his head away then.
"Oh quiet now, Oliver?" Diggle said the bitterness in his tone. The girls saw his head snap up to him.
"Dig."
"No! He's staying."
"What?" Thea said her eyes wide with shock.
"The deal, to be the new Ra's he took it and he plans on following through with it. He wants us to leave him here and go back to Starling."
"No." Thea shook her head. "No!" Thea stood there in silence; they knew Oliver had taken the offer to save Felicity. They had told Felicity that much but she didn't realise to this extent. She felt the weight of his decision on her heart, that's why he couldn't look at her, he blamed her. And she blamed herself too.
He span around quickly then walking towards Thea. Felicity took several steps away from them, bringing her closer to the water's surface and of course John. He looked at her with a small frown before gently placing his hand on her arm. She just stared into the water at her reflection.
"You promised me Thea." Oliver said softly.
"I... You were hurting and I wanted to make it better... I'm not leaving you."
"Thea..."
"No Ollie-"
"Thea!" He snapped slightly and her eyes instantly met his. "Laurel is in trouble, Roy, Lance... Starling it needs you, all of you." He said loudly enough for them to hear. "You promised me, you promised you'd go back, you'd have a happy ending." Felicitys eyes widened at the all too familiar words but she couldn't bring herself to look at them. "I need you to go back, that's why Merlyn and his plane are still here. I can't-"
"No I've already lost my family I can't lose you too, I need you."
"No you don't." He said standing straighter. "You really don't, you're stronger than you even know. Roy makes you happy. Roy, Laurel, they'll all be there for you."
"And what about you?"
"Thea you're my sister I will always be there, but..." He took a step back, "mum and dad died so we could live, and I'm doing this so you can all live." She shook her head. "I need you to go back and be happy for me, live your life for the both of us." She closed her eyes briefly stopping the tears as she glanced at Felicity and John. She had her eyes closed her head hung low, she could see the pain she was in, even could see Johns exasperated posture.
"No matter what I say you aren't coming back are you?"
"No." He shook his head.
"I see." She said softly, "and there is no way you'll let me st-"
"No!" He said forcefully, "no, Merlyn already made you this way I'm not turning you into an assassin too." She nodded staring into his eyes; his facial expression was so stoic, worse than when he first returned from the island. He was trying to keep them all out, and she was angry he was pushing them away but she understood why, and she also knew that out of everyone Diggle and Felicity were the only ones who had a chance of changing his mind.
"I'm not happy Ollie."
"I don't need you to be happy with me, I need you to be in Starling where you belong."
"Where we both belong." He shook his head instantly.
"I don't belong anywhere anymore. So please just go, as you promised." She sighed shaking her head.
"I can't believe you." She turned around leaving the room, she couldn't deal with him. Oliver didn't say anything as he watched his baby sister walk away.
"So that's what this has all come down to, you telling us all how to live our lives without being a part of them anymore?" Diggle said letting go of Felicity's arm and turning towards him.
"No."
"Well then explain it to me Oliver?" He asked in a short tone.
"I made a decision, me alone, none of you have to carry this burden-"
"But that's what being a part of team is about Oliver! We share the weight." Oliver shook his head.
"You have Lyla, and Sara. You can lead the team in Starling, you can guide them, they need that-"
"No they need you." He snapped back.
"You all proved in the wake of my death that I am not needed anymore."
"That's a lie and you know it!" He took another step closer and Oliver could feel the fury radiating from him. But Oliver would stand there and take it. "I told you we were all going home."
"No my home is here now." Felicity was still staring into the water; flashes of memories racked her brain as she heard their exchange. Home. She remembered that conversation, it brought tears to her eyes.
"We already thought we lost you once, we can't do that again."
"You have no choice Dig."
"Don't tell me what I do and don't have Oliver."
"I had a choice Dig; I took that decision for all of us. You know, you know what it meant to me. So yes if I have to stay here and be Ra's then so be it! But I am not having your potential death on my hands. Go back to your wife and child." Diggle shook his head in disbelief.
"We can figure something out-"
"I did, this." He gestured to himself, "this was all figured out, so just go. Go and take care of your family and the city." He watched as the tears appeared in Olivers eyes.
"But you're family man."
"Not anymore." He replied his expression remained blank, cold.
"So that's how it's going to be? You cut us all off? You stay here and lose yourself?"
"It's easier for everyone, and maybe I'm not losing myself, maybe this is who I'm meant to be, who I've always meant to be." Diggles hands rubbed down his face in an frustrated manner as he shook his head.
"You really are an idiot." He turned his back then, "I'm done... I'm done fighting you on this." Diggle replied walking away. Felicity heard Oliver let out a small sigh, even if he tried not to. She felt his gaze on her watching her as she stared at her reflection. She closed her eyes, her memories coming back thick and fast.
"Are you going to shout at me too?" He asked.
"It's nice to see you too Oliver." She said her head tilting to look at him. "Or is it Rami Al-Sa... Whatever."
"Rami Al-Seham Al-Akhdar, it means The Green Archer." She looked him up and down then, and she let out a strained chuckle. "Huh?" He frowned.
"I haven't seen you in what, 6 days. 6 days in a place I don't know, in a place I was supposed to die but I didn't. After everything we've been through... You left me alone and unsure of everything."
"Fe..li..city." He said it slowly like he always did, like he wanted to say so many things but her name was enough.
"No." She snapped her voice getting louder. "I get it now I get why you can't even bear to look at me, let alone stay in the same room as me." She sighed then turning her back on him.
"What?" He replied.
"You blame me; this choice was because of me. It's all my fault." She dropped her head then. The room fell silent and before she knew it Oliver's hands were on her arms spinning her to face him.
"No. I don't blame you not for a single second. I would never blame you for being alive. Do you understand?" Her mind wandered back to the time he had said that before when she merely nodded, this time she shook her head.
"No I don't." She looked into his eyes then, she could see the man she knew there, deep down he couldn't hide it from her. "You said I was the love of your life that we should have had more time and finally we get it but you're pushing me away, pushing us all away. You might not blame me but I certainly do." His head dropped then his arms falling back to his sides as he took a step back. She could see it plain as day all those walls she had fought hard to take down were being built back up.
"You aren't to blame Felicity." Something in her snapped.
"I died! I was dying and you brought me back. You saved me and I'm supposed to be grateful but I'm not!" She tried to stop the anger from rising but it was no use. "You and me remember? You said it, more dates, a life together." She watched him shake his head. "I wish you hadn't brought me back." His head snapped around then, she could see the visible tears in his eyes, reminding her of the time they had lost Sara, when he refused to grieve, refused to break down.
"Fel-" She stood a little taller as he stepped closer. She walked passed him.
"No. When are you going to get that I came back because you asked?" His mouth fell open then. "I didn't want to be revived just to have to walk away and leave you behind." She sighed then. "I always told you if you were in my life I was happy. Now you want me to walk away, why bring me back to make me suffer?" She couldn't help the tear that fell then, she was so angry, so upset.
"I didn't-"
"But you are. Can't you see? I came back for you and you can hardly look at me. Of course I blame myself Oliver, you didn't have to bring me back at least that way your friends and family, our city wouldn't be losing you."
"No but they would have lost you!" He shouted catching her off guard. She shook her head.
"They already lost me."
"No! You're stood here now living and breathing! I made this choice so you could live and I don't blame you or regret it. I meant what I said, I love you but you have to go. You don't belong here in the darkness, so leave! Be happy! I need that!"
"Why is it so hard for you to believe that you make me happy?" She whispered. Oliver closed his eyes, his thumb and forefinger rubbing together as he let out a shaky breath.
"It isn't about that."
"Then what is it? Explain to me why you made this decision alone? Just talk to me!"
"You coped without me once before." He said striding passed her towards the door.
"We thought you were dead then!" She shouted so loudly. He span back around.
"Then pretend I am." He said it his face so stoic, void of any emotion making him the man she loved. He turned back around once again walking towards the door.
"Please don't do this. Please don't shut me out again." His steps faltered at her words, but he didn't turn around as he disappeared through the door.
Felicity did something she had never done before, she followed him. She wasn't prepared to lose him again. She practically ran to keep up with him, following him down corridors until he came to a wooden door, he pushed it open and before it had a chance to slam shut she slipped through. Oliver stood there blade held up to her throat before he realised it was her and dropped it.
"I know you don't want to talk to me but slicing my throat is a bit extreme." She tried to joke, tried to see if she could get a reaction from him but all he did was place the blade back in its sheath before removing it from his waist. Felicity frowned at him.
"What do you want?" He said not meeting her eyes. "I'm tired of arguing-"
"I don't want to argue anymore either. What I would like is for you to tell me the truth." He shook his head as he sat on a wooden chair pulling his boots from his feet.
"And all I want is to crawl into bed." He still didn't look at her then.
"If that's your way of asking me to leave you alone, that's a no I'm afraid." He sighed then as he let his head fall backwards looking up to the ceiling.
"Felicity, I'm pretty sure we've both made it 100% clear how we feel about what's happening here."
"Have we? Because I thought you loved me, that you had finally chosen me, but then you don't have anything to do with me, and then tell me to leave, explaining nothing."
"Well it's clear you aren't happy here, you aren't happy with me." She froze to the spot then as she glanced at him. She thought that this whole bravado was because he blamed her, that maybe he didn't feel how she felt, but she could see it in his posture, he was scared. She knew he'd never admit it, and she knew how hard it would be to get him to open up so she took a deep breath.
"Oliver..." She lowered her voice saying it tenderly his eyes snapped to hers then in an instant. "When I was dying, I meant everything I said to you." He gulped remembering the I love you on the plane. "But I don't know what you're thinking... I haven't seen you for 6 days-"
"I've seen you." He said it as a whisper.
"Huh?"
"I've been checking on you at night, making sure you're okay."
"Then why do you want me to go?"
"I don't..." Her mouth fell open then, "but," her eyes closed because of course there had to be a but, "if you stay here, you're more vulnerable, being with me, it will mean you could get attacked-"
"I don't care about that."
"But I do! I nearly lost you; I can't ever do that again. Losing you it was worse than when I was dying, more painful than the sword to my chest, than the fall off the cliff." He closed his eyes then clearly remembering. "My last living thought, before I died, I saw my family, saw them all happy and joyous but the last thing, the very last thing I pictured, that I felt was our first kiss." He heard her gasp.
"Oliver..."
"See this is the thing Felicity, I made a promise I would do anything to protect you that I would bring you back. So I don't regret this decision, I don't blame you at all, not if it means you get to live..."
"But I don't want to live without you..." She said softly.
"And I can't live in a world without you in it." He stood up then taking a step closer. "I told you I would never forget this." He gestured between the two of them, "that you would keep me going, I'm a villain, a monster now but remembering you that will keep me sane." She shook her head then.
"Don't you get it?" She said taking a step closer to him.
"Get what?"
"I love you." His breath hitched as neither looked away. "That means I love all of you, the good, the bad, the Arrow, Rami... Whatever you call yourself, because I love the man. You could never be a monster, you're a hero, my hero. I am so desperately in love with you, Oliver Queen." His eyes fell to her lips before snapping back to her eyes, he could see all that love tumbling out just for him. "You said I was your last living thought..." He nodded in response. "Well when I came back, it was your voice that guided me, I heard you pleading me to come back, to come back for you." His eyes widened. "That is what I did." She could finally see the man she loved before her, his eyes full of emotion, his features soft. "I told you that my home was with you guys not a place, remember?" He nodded. "What I actually meant was you are my home Oliver, with you, and only you. It's my life, and so you can tell me to leave all you want, shout it till your red in the face but I will always chose you, I will always chose to be with you Oliver, no matter where you are."
"Felicity..." He whispered.
"I'll go back to Starling if you tell me you don't want me, if you don't love me, I'll leave and never look back but if not-" His lips crashing into hers stopped her mid-sentence. She didn't even hesitate in reciprocating the kiss. She tenderly sucked his top lip as she wrapped her arms around his neck; his hands fell to the small of her back pulling her flush against him. They fit perfectly together. He slowly pulled away staring into her beautiful blue eyes, the eyes he had dreamt of for the last 6 nights.
"I love you." He whispered into her lips. She smiled then a hand gently coming to cup his cheek, he leant into her touch.
"Then let me stay, let me be here with you, I'll go to Starling help Laurel but I'll come back to you, always." He stared at her and she could see the internal debate he was having. "We'll figure a way out of this, we'll figure out how to get you back where you belong." She saw the moment he made his mind up as his eyes focused once again on her, he gave a swift nod.
"Dig... Thea?" She saw the sadness in his eyes then.
"Hey they're mad but they'll understand, they'll help you. You'll see Oliver we'll figure something out." He frowned a little.
"But me and you, we're okay?"
"We're more than okay..." She whispered her hands slipping to his shoulders; she gently pushed her hands under the heavy cloak trying to push it off him.
"Felicity?" He questioned an eyebrow raised.
"Oliver." She challenged with a smirk, he let go of her back as the cloak fell from his shoulders into a heap on the floor. Her hands slowly started to undo the buttons near his collar, slowly revealing more of his chest.
"Felicity..." He moaned slightly as his hands fell to her hips. "I've been stopping myself for 6 days, since I knew you were alive from doing this..."
"Doing what?" She asked her eyes blown from lust. He licked his lips slowly as she watched.
"From touching you, kissing you..." She grabbed the robes pulling Oliver into a searing kiss, she nipped his bottom lip before gently stroking it with her tongue, he moaned and she deepened the kiss. He didn't try to fight her as she tenderly caressed his mouth. She pulled back then stepping out of his grasp.
"Is that all you've imagined doing?" She said her voice low and raspy, her lips swollen, and her glasses slightly askew. He groaned then as she slowly span around and walked towards the door, he watched as she purposefully swayed her hips. Her legs looked amazing in the pale green sundress she wore, it had been a particularly warm day in Nanda Parbat, hence the dress. Felicity slowly slid the lock on the door into place when suddenly she felt his hands on her. His arms banded around her waist from behind, as he gently spoke into her ear.
"I want to spend the whole night getting to know your body, getting to know what makes you scream, what makes you shout my name, what makes you beg for more." She could feel the heat pooling low in her belly, as he gently kissed down her neck.
"Oh..." Was all her mind could manage then as he gently sucked her pulse point.
"I want to make love to you." He whispered.
"No..." She said forcefully he froze then. His arms tensing up. "I mean we can totally do that, it would be nice but right now I kind of... I want..." She let her head droop as she hesitated slightly, her mind worrying about if she was good enough for Oliver Queen.
"Hey, we don't have to do anything you don't want to."
"I do... I just." She took a deep breath, and Oliver frowned slightly where had her confidence gone? He slowly kissed her neck again.
"Tell me what you want?" He whispered into her ear encouragingly, slowly pulling on her industrial piercing. She moaned then as he slowly ran his tongue across the bar, her skin coming to life as his tongue touched it.
"Oh my... Oliver." Her arms flew back to his neck scratching slightly; he slowly raised one hand cupping her breast through the fabric.
"Come on Felicity. Just tell me." He gently sucked on her ear lobe then causing another moan as he gently kneaded her breast. Her brain stopped worrying, her mind finally realising this man wanted her, wanted to make her happy.
"I want you to fuck me Oliver." He froze then a little stunned, she instantly regretted saying it. She went to speak until she suddenly could feel Oliver's erection pressing into her ass, as he ground it into her.
"God, Felicity!" He groaned. He quickly span her around then pulling the shoulder straps of her dress down, she pulled her arms out, as he slowly pulled the robe over his head. She wanted to touch his body, but she knew in that moment if she did the heat, the lust she felt would disappear and all she wanted right then was to feel Oliver inside her, to be completely surrounded and consumed by him.
His arms wrapped around her as he pulled her in for a heated kiss, this was all tongues and teeth, every lustful emotion going in to it. She felt his hands fall to her ass lifting her and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels falling off in the process clanging to the floor. She could feel him through his pants as it rubbed against her core, she couldn't help gently rocking herself feeling the pleasurable pressure where she wanted it most. She through her head back with a moan, and Oliver gently, kissed, nipped and sucked across her collar bone. He carried her over to the dresser, placing her on it; his hand pulled the front of her dress down revealing her braless breasts. He looked up then and their darkened eyes matched. This wasn't like the last time he saw them dark, this was the woman he loved and they were about to cross a line they could never come back from. Her hands unbuttoning his pants brought him out his mind. He grabbed her wrist.
"Are you sure?" He asked his voice full of hunger, hunger for her.
"I have never been more certain in my life." He groaned then as he literally ripped her lace underwear from her, letting them fall to the floor. She chuckled lightly as she freed his straining erection. She tilted her head slightly because of course Oliver Queen had to be well endowed, no wonder he had such a reputation pre-island and so many post-island. She heard him laugh then as her eyes met his, she blushed knowing she had said it out loud and she watched him lick his lips as it spread across her skin.
Suddenly his hand was on her breast, his thumb and forefinger gently pulling her nipple. His mouth immediately went to the other one gently nipping, and sucking at the hardening nub. She arched her back into his touch, she had never been more turned on with someone just playing with her breasts. Oliver couldn't help the arousal he felt at her mews and moans, just from his touches. Slowly her hand wrapped around him and he groaned loudly as she gently pumped him. He stopped his actions as she slowly guided him to her entrance. Their eyes locked, neither looking away as he slowly penetrated her, inch by inch, causing them both to moan, till he was fully seated. She could feel him pulsing inside her and it was so much better than she had imagined, he felt safe and loving, it truly felt like home.
Oliver stared into her eyes, she truly was alive, his heart hammered at the feeling of her slickness and tight walls surrounding him. She moved her hips slightly encouraging him to move, he instantly responded, sliding nearly all the way out before slamming back into her. She grabbed the edge of the dresser with one hand, and his shoulder with the other for support. With each thrust their moans grew louder, Olivers pace increased and increased, Felicity could feel herself spiralling out of control, could feel her orgasm building like never before. She wrapped her legs tighter around his as she dug her nails into his skin. He groaned loudly.
"Felicity!" Her hand came to play with her own breast, pulling and rolling her nipple; he looked at her with complete awe, love and passion.
"So... close Oliver..." She stuttered out. He quickened his pace even more, his hands falling to her hips to hold her firmly in place. He could feel his balls tightening as her walls clenched around him. He knew they were both close, so he moved a hand to where they were joined and with one slow circle over her clit, they were done for. She threw her head back as her orgasm exploded from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, screaming his name as her vision blurred. A couple of thrusts later and Oliver came inside of her, his mouth landing on her shoulder biting softly, as the pure heat in his veins began to subside from his own mind-blowing orgasm. Felicity opened her eyes first to take a look around; something green beside them caught her eyes. A fern. Oliver's chest was heaving as he came down from his high.
"Wow." He said standing up straighter. He went to pull away from her but she wrapped her legs tighter around him pulling him closer. His pulsing cock, and her over sensitive core causing them both to moan, and even after that passionate exchange the want and arousal was starting to build again.
"I don't know about you but that was amazing." She replied, he smiled then as she slowly pulled her dress over her head. Her skin looked sun kissed, clearly from the Tibetan day light, and he wanted to kiss all of it. He leant forward kissing her softly on the lips. She smiled as her arms wrapped around his neck, and she brushed her breasts across his chest. The sensitive nubs sending sparks straight to her core again and clearly it affected Oliver as she could feel him slowly begin to harden in her.
She slowly loosened a leg using a foot to help him pull his pants down; he used his own legs to fumble out of them. The small movements causing ripples of pleasure for them both. Oliver slowly reached for Felicitys hair, he pulled it free from it's now messy ponytail letting it fall softly on her skin as he ran his fingers through it as he kissed her, pouring all his love and devotion into it. They pulled back his nose catching her glasses, that had fogged making him smile again.
"I really do love you Felicity."
"I love you too Oliver". She glanced at the fern beside them. "You got another fern?"
"No... That's our fern, when you were in the hospital I went back to get it, I brought it here." Her heart swelled at the thought of him saving their plant, just as he had saved her.
"If that can survive all those things, I think we can too Oliver." He smiled then, his eyes sparkling like never before.
"Me and you against the world?" He asked softly. She leant forward wrapping her arms around his shoulders again. He picked her up then carrying her into the adjoining room where a large hand-carved 4 poster bed lay. She ran her thumb over his lips.
"For as long as I'm alive." She said softly. His eyes snapped to hers then. "We don't know how long we are going to have Oliver."
"I know." He said holding her in his arms.
"Well then let's make the most of every moment we have." She smiled softly. He gently knelt on the bed, slowly moving up till he dropped them onto it. She moaned instantly feeling the hardness of his erection already.
"And let's start that right now, I'm going to spend the whole night making the most of you." He winked as he propped himself up on his elbows.
She gently ran her hands over his abs, over his chest, over every muscle; she ran her fingers over every scar and tattoo she had memorised over the years. Oliver stayed completely still; he knew she needed this as much as he did. She let herself feel his pain, let herself think of the many ways he had survived, of how strong he truly was and how much she really did love him. Her hand stopped on the newest scar, the chest wound from Ra's. She gently ran her finger a long it. She felt the shiver run down his spine, and her eyes snapped to his. He wasn't just thinking of his death he was thinking of hers too, she could see it in his eyes as he leant forward and captured her lips.
Felicity realised she loved this brave, extraordinary man with all her heart and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.
Oliver realised he needed her, he loved her and he knew in that moment when she was caressing his body that he would most definitely not be able to not have Felicity Smoak in his life, as his partner, as the woman he loved, and hopefully one day if they made it, as his wife, and as the mother of his children.
They stared into each other's eyes, as they made love for the first time, finally both feeling like they truly belonged somewhere, that they had found home, that they had met the one person they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with, there already exceptional connection intensifying with every movement, every touch, every kiss. They knew they would never give up on each other now; they would never be the same because they had finally found their happy endings in each other.