Yay! New Chapter Writer's Block gone for now.

I do not own Smallville; if I did it would be all about Chloe and Oliver.

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"I'm so cold; please I need to be warmed."

"Okay."

It broke his heart to hear her so vulnerable to hear her hurt, but at the same time he knew that she needed him, more than she'd ever needed him before. Some would call him an opportunist but he knew when she asked that she didn't want a hug or to be wrapped in a blanket she wanted to know she was alive that she wasn't alone and there was only one way to do that.

He kissed her than he poured all his soul into it hoping that even through her numbness that she might feel a little bit of how he was feeling. At first she didn't respond whether out of lack of feeling or because she was shocked that he actually would, he did not know.

Breaking away he asked "Are you sure about this? After this everything changes."

"Yes."

That was all he needed to continue. As he lay her back on the tile floor next to the pool he realized that his internal struggle since even before she came to Star City was finally at an end, that hopefully they could work on being something more than friends, but that was a thought for another time.

He continued to kiss her as he gently unbuttoned her green blouse, and then lifted her to slide it off, only to remove her skirt a moment later. He raised himself and admired her form for a moment, sweeping his gaze from her petit legs over her green underwear clad torso to her face. However, this was not what she had in mind for this moment as she sat up and started to unbutton his shirt.

Oliver removed her hands from his shirt shaking his head a bit, right now was not about him, it was all about her. Undoing the buttons quickly to placate her he was glad that he'd already removed his tie and jacket. He quickly stood and removed his pants lying back over top of her, capturing her lips once again.

He continued to kiss her as his hands stroked her body gently and she arched her back allowing him to undo her bra and slide it down her arms. He began to slowly trail kisses down her neck, stopping to lave and lick at her collar bone before continuing to kiss down her chest to her breasts.

Groaning against her flesh wrapping his lips around her left nipple, suckling and nipping at it while his right hand gently stroked at the other. As Chloe moaned at his ministrations his free hand roundness of her hip finally reaching its destination between her thighs. Switching to her other breast making sure that no part of her would feel neglected. Feeling her wetness against his fingers he moaned knowing that she was this wet for him, this ready, made him harder.

Raising up and aligning himself with her opening rubbing the head of his manhood against her opening groaning he thrust into her slowly then stopped, letting her adjust to his size, as he tried to hold back from thrusting into her. She was so tight was the only thought running through his mind. Though soon she began to rock her hips into his, letting out a moan he began to thrust into her gently making sure that even though she was stretched that he wouldn't hurt her.

"Harder Ollie." She panted.

Both concerned and grateful that that she wanted this he did as she requested. Thrusting harder and faster, he started to circle the small bundle of nerves at the top of her sex.

While Chloe had been feeling numb earlier she was in heaven right now she had been since he kissed her. She didn't know when she had started harbouring feelings for Oliver, but she never thought that anything would come of it after all she was just his sidekick. But as the ball in the pit of her stomach was tightening almost ready to send her over the edge he began kissing her again, slowly gently, at odds with the way that his hips were meeting hers.

"Chloe look at me"

As she opened her eyes and they met with his she fell over the edge, crying out his name nails clawing at his back.

As her muscles rippled and fluttered around him bringing him to his own climax. Feeling the last waves fade away what felt like hours later he tried not to collapse on top of her instead he rolled onto his back dragging her to rest on top of his chest pelvises still connected.

Both trying to catch their breaths neither spoke for several long minutes, each revelling in the euphoria of their lovemaking. When they had both caught their breath Oliver came to a startling revelation.

"Chloe?"

"Yeah?"

"We didn't use protection."

"I'm on the pill, Ollie, it's okay."

"Chloe, I know you're hurting, and I want to take care of you tonight, no arguments."

"Alright, just this once."

With that he rose from the floor holding her tightly to his chest and carried up the stairs, through his bedroom to the en suit. He set her on the counter and turned to the massive tub, turning the taps to the perfect temperature and placing the stopper, he rummaged in a cupboard for a moment where he had been keeping a collection of soaps and bubble baths from a collection that he had begun during his travels, finding soaps with perfumes that reminded him of Chloe, all for Chloe. He had begun collecting them not long after he had broken up with Lois and started noticing Chloe; they were from everywhere, the finest perfumeries in Paris, from New York, Tokyo, even parts of Siberia and Scotland. All of them scents that reminded him of Chloe.

Picking the first he had ever found a jasmine and eucalyptus bubble bath that he had found in Sydney, bright and effervescent like her he poured a cap full into the water and watched it foam. When the tub was filled with steaming water and bubbles he picked Chloe up and set her gently into the water.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Whatever you feel like."

"No. It's your choice, it's all about you tonight Chloe, whatever you want even if I have to get Bart to go get it for you."

"How about some Chinese."

"Okay"

Before he could leave Chloe stopped him.

"Oliver, why do you own that much bubble bath and women's soap?"

"I don't Chloe."

"You don't?" She frowned, "because I just saw a whole cupboard full."

"No. You do. The yours Chloe, I bought them for you."

Leaving Chloe in the bath Oliver made a quick stop in his bedroom and slipped on a pair of jeans, for going a shirt altogether he left the bedroom and returned to the pool phoning Bart along the way to both bring food and organize the guys for the next day. Picking up the discarded clothing and quickly returning to his bedroom to place it in the laundry basket before heading for the door for the food Bart had just delivered.

"Hey bossman, where's Chloelicious?"

"She's in the shower," he quickly lied.

"So what's this meeting about tomorrow?"

"It has to do with Chloe and that's all you need to know for now."

"But..."

"Trust me Bart."

"Fine. See you tomorrow, say hi to `licious for me."

Before Oliver could respond he was gone. Oliver returned to his room once more leaving the bag containing the boxes of food on the dresser he entered his closet moving for the back of it. He wondered what she would think if she knew. Her reaction to the soap he was unsure of, but he almost dreaded to think of some of the other things he had collected for her. He was looking through the collection of underwear that started for her, It wasn't as vast as the collection of soaps, and it was far more presumptuous, digging through the drawer of panties, some of the softest cotton others lacy thongs, satin bikinis, silk boy shorts all with matching bras, again all from his travels, he finally chose a pair of green lace boy shorts lighter than a cloud he had made from lace from that finest lace maker in Brussels and pulled a short silk night gown from another drawer and contemplated pulling out a silk robe but decided against it returning to the bathroom as Chloe was getting out of the tub.

Oliver set the night gown and underwear down on the counter and grabbed a towel as he approached her. Placing the towel over her shoulders momentarily as he leaned over to drain the tub, he then removed the towel and began to dry her thoroughly, starting at her shoulders and drying down her arms, then torso and legs, then back up and finally drying carefully between her legs.

He returned the towel to the rack on the wall and lifted the items he had brought with him into the bathroom and returned to her side quickly dropping the night gown over her head then kneeling down and guiding her legs and then gently lifting the weightless undergarment up her legs to around her hips he gently laid a kiss to her stomach then rose back to his feet seeing the frown on Chloe's face.

"Oliver these are not mine, where did they come from?"

"On the contrary sidekick, they are yours as well," he replied picking her up and carrying her to his bed where he had already moved the covers and set her down.

"Oliver, what do you mean they're mine?"

"They're yours just as the soap is yours, I bought them for you."

He then went to the dresser and grabbed the bag of food and returned pulling out boxes and chopsticks for them as he sat on the bed next to her.

"No more questions now sidekick you can ask them tomorrow. Now eat."

They ate with light conversation; afterwards as Oliver was cleaning up she nodded off. When Oliver returned to his bed she gravitated to him naturally, although she woke him several hours later for their garments to come off and several times that night Oliver comforted her again and again.

Okay so I don't really know if this is staying linear with my story or if I should be rewriting this chapter as well as this portion and having it as a oneshot or other story? Some feedback would be great because I have no idea if this story is an epic fail or not.