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Felicity's Gala dress -

It had been days since the night of the thunderstorm and the once existing pillow barrier was yet to be put up again.

Felicity had not seen much of Oliver in those past few days but they would always manage to find their way back to each other in the night; as they held onto one another, falling asleep and hoping to chase the demon's of their pasts away together.

Oliver would always make an attempt to find a way back to their room as early as possible, and Felicity grew into the habit of waiting up for him. It had been 2 nights of sleeping in each others arms, and at this point, they couldn't get enough. It was hard for either of them to fall asleep without the other one present.

They both noticed the shift in their relationship. They had developed a sort of an attachment; and yet, it was never addressed. Neither of them would bring it up. It was just something that both of them knew they needed and wanted.

It had become a necessity.

Oliver had never felt so content in his life. It was like the world had shifted and nothing mattered anymore; nothing but her. He was terrified of the strength and power of what he felt for her. The hold that she had on him would cause him to move mountains for her, she was everything, and he knew, he knew that he loved her.

He loved everything about her; her babble, her cute dimples whenever she smiled, her passion and fire that she had in her, her strength, her beauty, the way she could brighten a room up by just walking in; the list could go on forever. He's pretty sure that he started to fall for her from their first meeting. He'd never encountered anyone like her in all his life and he didn't know what to do.

He was scared. This kind of love that he felt for her was not normal. He would kill or be killed for her in a heartbeat.

He had fallen ridiculously and madly in love with his wife. How romantic he thought.

It had been a busy few days and Oliver had been asked to attend a Charity event later that night and Felicity was to be his arm candy. He was actually excited for once about going to these events.

He never minded giving charity, it was always something he rather enjoyed as strange as it might seem; but what he did hate was the majority of the rich unpleasant high society who had a giant foot stuck up all their asses. He hated socializing with them, but as a businessman it was his duty.

He was home early, and it was a few hours just before the gala. He had played absent at QC when it was apparent that the Bratva may have had a new lead on H.I.V.E.. It had turned out to be a false alarm and that frustrated Oliver. There was nothing on this fucking group and it was killing him.

He had gone out to find Felicity to see if she had done the research that he had asked for. He had also wanted to find Felicity because he had a surprise for had thought long and hard about doing this and he knew that he just wanted to make her happy. He didn't want her father to be the reason her unhappiness and he most definitely did not want to be the reason for that.

"Raisa." He walked into the kitchen looking for Felicity. Raisa was drinking her afternoon tea and immediately brightened when she saw Oliver.

"Yes, my boy. What is it?" She replied smiling as he kissed her cheek.

"I was wondering if you had seen Felicity. She wasn't in our room or her room." He told himself not to panic again.

"Ah Felicity. She is outside in gardens. She needed fresh air." She gave him a knowing look as she saw his shoulders loosen at the knowledge of her whereabouts. "She is a good girl with good heart. Isn't she?"

He smiled at the thought of her. "Yeah, she is Raisa."

"Вы любите ее вы не?" (You love her, don't you)

He wasn't even surprised that Raisa had caught on. She always knew whenever something was on his mind or whenever something was bothering him. After All, she was a mother to him.

"Больше, чем я когда-либо любил никого." (More than I've ever loved anyone.)

She laughed as tears stung her eyes. She had never seen the boy that she had taken in smile so much and look so happy. She always wanted him to find someone who would make him happy. His life had always been a dark tunnel that never saw the light; until now.

She held her hand out for him to take while he stood in front of her. "Я так рад за тебя мой мальчик" (I am so happy for you my boy." She said in pure joy as she kissed his hand.

He beamed at her and kissed her forehead one last time before leaving for the gardens.

Felicity had made her way to the Queen's pool where she decided to sit and read a book to rest her mind and get some fresh air.

She had to admit that being stuck in the mansion was starting to drive her a little crazy; and not being able to find any information out of her research was bothering her immensely.

There was absolutely nothing on both her father and H.I.V.E.. She had hacked into the FBI, had done facial recognition, and looked up anything that may have been relevant in the news or online on both of them.

She came up with nothing.

After days of research and realizing today that her searches had found squat, she had decided that she needed to get out of her room for a bit. She needed to contemplate what her next move should be.

She knew that she needed to get into Interpol and Argus. Digg's wife Lyla had once worked for both of these organizations and she had told her that their might be relevant information with them. Felicity also knew that, that could take days. Those were not miniscule organizations. It might not even be possible, but she knew she had to try.

There was also still the Triad. The Triad's database would probably for sure have some information whipped out on H.I.V.E. and probably her father since he was a snitch for them. The only problem was that it was super duper dangerous and not mention risky as hell.

She would have to make sure that she wasn't caught or traceable whatsoever. Interpol and Argus carried the same threat, but the Triad and the Bratva were at war and it made the situation much more deadly to them.

This is why she had sought out this particular spot in the gardens by the pool. It was gorgeous and incredibly peaceful. You could see majority of the gardens from that spot, and the pool water happened to make the area look tropical. It was gorgeous. There were large open fields that were bordered with trees and flowers; and in every large space there was some sort of sitting area. It was like a piece of heaven had made it's way to earth.

Her researches would have to have to wait for now. She sighed as she sat on a lounge chair by the pool reading a romantic novel and basking in the sun in a pink knee length summer dress.

She didn't even realize how long she'd been outside as she lost herself in her novel. "Oh my God. Why would she say no to him? I would've thrown myself at him. What an idiot." She said to herself clearly getting way into it.

That's when she heard the chuckling and saw that Oliver was leaning against the doorway to the mansion watching her. Damn sexy man.

He leaned himself off of the door and moved towards her smirking. "Do I have to worry about you throwing yourself at some guy in a book?"

She glared up at him. "As a matter of fact you do because Troy is...he's perfect." She sighed.

Oliver scowled at her reaction and she snickered.

"So can I help you Mr. Broody?" She asked sweetly at him.

"I just wanted to know how your searches were going?" He came and sat on the footside of her lounge chair.

She put her book down and sighed in defeat, "not good at all. I've tried most of my safe options looking for anything suspicious but I've come up with nothing. So now-," she gave him a hesitant look.

"Now what?" He asked suspiciously.

"Now I have to lean towards my more riskier options."

Oliver did not look happy whatsoever at that. "Felicity-"

"Oliver don't." She said sternly. "It's fine. It's going to take a bit longer because I have to put up a safe wall and beef up my security so that no one can trace it back to me. And that's just the security concerns. I still have to breakthrough the safewalls of other organizations so it's going to be a long process."

"I know Felicity, I know. It's...I can't help but feel worried about your involvement. It's not that I don't trust you and your abilities it's that I don't know what can happen. It's out of my control and I don't like it." He bit out worriedly, his brows furrowed.

"Not everything can be in your control Oliver, and we just have to live with that reality." She knew he couldn't stand it. His past made it difficult for him to stand it. The feeling of not being in control was unsettling to him, a feeling of anxiety swarmed at his chest.

"Okay, Broody?" She teased to lighten the mood and kicked his shoulder lightly with her foot.

"I'm not broody." He pinched her leg as she squealed laughing.

"Yeah and I'm not a genius." She mocked his voice waiting for his deep laughter to fill the air.

She was not let down when it came and he smiled at her, dimples showing and everything.

"I have something I want to show you." He burst out.

"What? Oliver you really do-" she sat up grabbing his arm trying to tell him that he doesn't have to get her anything.

Suddenly he pulled out from his pocket an identification badge and it had a picture of her and her name on it. What?

"Oliver? Why do you have my picture and my name on a QC badge?" She asked slowly and hesitantly not even sure what to feel. Her eyes were wide, and her emotions were getting ahead of her.

He nervously looked at her while putting the badge in her hands. "It's yours. You now officially work for Queen Consolidated."

She just gave him a blank look. She wasn't even sure if she was moving or breathing. Was this even for real?

"Really?" She squeaked pretty sure that she sounded like a mouse.

He breathed out laugh and looked at her in adoration. "Really."

She literally screamed and threw her arms around Oliver's neck knocking him off a bit and started laughing in pure joy. "Oh my God. Thank you so much Oliver. Thank you!"

He wrapped his arm around her waist and couldn't help but laugh with her. Her laugh was contagious; it was like a musical that made people want to join in with her. God he loved her.

"When do I start? Wait. What's my job? I'm so excited!" She pulled back from Oliver and sat on her knees in the chair clapping her hands together.

"It's the same job that you applied for before and Felicity I need you...I need you to please follow me on this okay?" He said seriously.

She nodded quickly. He was attempting a compromise and she knew that she had to give him something in return. She knew how much this was scaring him and she wanted to ease as much fear from him as possible."

"You'll need to go into QC max three times a week. Most of the work as you know can be done from here... And your office won't be in the IT department, it will be next to mine."

Okay that was basic. That wasn't too bad. "But Oliver won't it be difficult for the IT department to contact me whenever they need me. Doesn't it make more sen-"

"I know. I know it does but I can't." He gave her a terrified look. "I can't be away from you for that long unless I know you're in the mansion; safe...If something happened to you..and I was only a few floors above...I...I couldn't." He closed his eyes tight before any images popped up. He knew he would get no work done because he would be worrying about her all day. "Please."

"Of course." She squeezed his arm. Sometimes she would forget about his past when he would do stupid pigheaded things and it made her angry; but she knows just how deep his past has affected him and if she could do anything to help him, she would.

"You'll also have Digg, Nyssa and Sara. It will always be either two of them or one of them escorted with 2 others."

Oh she knew he was pushing it but for now she left it. If this would help him relax and help her to not be bored and kill herself from being in the mansion all the time; than that was alright.

"Okay." She said getting up from her chair.

"Okay?...Wow I was expecting more of a fight on that one." He replied with this stupid annoying handsome look on his face.

"Do you want one?" She haughtily asked as she gathered her book.

He got up as they both began to make their way around the pool. "Oh I'd love one." he raised his brow at her.

"Fine." She said right before surprising him completely and pushing him into the pool causing a huge splash.

She bursted into laughter as Oliver popped his head up from the water looking half pissed off and half amused. His black T shirt and his jeans clung to his body leaving nothing for the imagination. If she wasn't laughing so hard she would've started to drool.

"Oh you think this funny?" He glared at her.

"I...find it...hilarious," she said in between giggles.

"Well let's see how you like it then," he said quickly and she didn't even have time to think before he pulled himself up ridiculously fast and reached for her pulling her in with him.

She popped her head up for air as every part of her was obviously drenched and Oliver was across from her laughing at her reaction.

"Oh my God! Oliver Queen you are a dead man!" She yelled before charging at him, splashing him and jumping on him.

If anyone were to have seen this, they would not believe that this was the future Pakhan. It was so unlike Oliver to be childish like this and to just simply have laid back fun; and here he was currently having a water fight with the woman he loved who was literally half his size.

The two continued to splash and dunk each other under the water, as they laughed and shouted completely oblivious to the world around them. It was just them and that was all that mattered.

Oliver was just about to dunk under the water again with Felicity when suddenly the world halted and they realized the position that they were in. Oliver was standing up with Felicity in his arms; her legs were wrapped around his waist and her arms were thrown around his neck. Their bodies were pressed flush against each other in the most delicious way and nothing, nothing could stop them at this point.

Felicity wasn't even sure who moved first, all she knew was that Oliver's lips were on hers seeking her desperately, his mouth moving on hers impatiently as he licked the seam of her lips begging her for entrance.

She opened up to him completely and he wasted no time in devouring her with his tongue, his hands tracing her body as if she were a goddess. Kissing Oliver was like everything she could have dreamed it would be. It was intense, hard and rough but at the same time it was loving and caring.

He moved his hands down to her ass groping it and massaging it as she moaned into his mouth pulling his hair to bring him closer causing him to groan.

He pulled away from her mouth and began kissing and licking his way down to her neck. Each sound from her fueled his body to find more ways for her to make noise. Her whole body was on fire and she couldn't stifle her moans as she called out for him. "Oliver," she turned her neck to the side giving him better access.

She felt him smirk against her at her calling out his name before he bit down on her neck, sucking and laving at it with his tongue, staking a claim on her. Her body reacted at its own accord and she thrusted her hips down onto his already hardened length causing them both to groan at the friction.

Oliver gripped her tighter as she swiveled her hips again trying to find relief. He couldn't take it.

"Fuck, Felicity," he growled out warning her before he lost all control. "If you don't fucking stop I can't promise that I'll control myself."

She gripped the back of his head and pulled him up for a wet kiss before nibbling at the side of his neck going all the way up to his ear. "What if I want that," she whispered seductively biting his ear and grinding down on him once more to prove her point.

She didn't even have time to think before he pulled her mouth back to his hungrily, wanting nothing more than to take her against this fucking pool in broad daylight. This was everything that he wanted for so long and it felt so good; so right. He wanted to finally claim her as his. He wanted to fucking drive her crazy; he wanted to hear her scream his name in pleasure, he wanted to watch as HE made her come like no one could before. He wanted every part of her.

He moved them towards the wall of the pool without breaking the kiss and he placed her on the ledge as they parted for air. Their pupils were blown wide, her mouth was bruised with his kisses and her neck was marred with his marks. He groaned at the sight before he attacked her lips again and moved his hand up her thigh right where she needed him most.

Felicity's hands were not idle either as she lifted his soaked shirt up fingers touching the abs that's she'd dreamt about getting her hands on. Oliver quickly lifted his arms up and stripped himself of the material before resuming his teasing of his fingers on her upper thighs and kissed his way down her chest, sucking and biting any patch of skin he could find.

Felicity keened in want. She was dripping wet by now and it had nothing to do with the pool. Oliver's fingers were teasing the edge of her panties, his touch was lighting her on fire but he did nothing to try to ignite it.

"Oliver." She moaned out begging for him to touch her where she needed him most.

He chuckled at her neediness. "Tell me what you want, baby." He demanded at her as he slipped a finger through her underwear, just grazing her.

"You're so fucking wet," he accused at her and if he was unstable before, he was going to lose it very soon.

He was driving her insane. "Yeah, well who's fault is that?" She groaned back as his finger grazed her clit.

"Mine," he growled out looking her in the eyes before slipping a finger in between her wet folds. He watched her face gasp in pleasure as she continuously called his name out begging for more. He wanted to watch her every move, her every expression as he pleasured her.

"Mine," he growled as he pulled his finger out and pushed back in hard again muffling her screams with a toe curling kiss.

"OH MY GOD! MY EYES THEY BURN! WHAT THE HELL GUYS!" Thea yelled out.
It was like cold water was thrown on both of them as Felicity screamed in surprise and embarrassment, and Oliver quickly pulled his finger out of her bowing his head down on Felicity's shoulder in an attempt to control himself.

He breathed in and out as Felicity buried her face in his chest dying inside at the fact that her friend and Oliver's sister just caught them attempting to Frick frack.

"This a freaking public area. I could've been anyone. Oh my God." Thea scolded at the two.

While Felicity was dying of embarrassment, Oliver on the other hand was just annoyed. "Leave, Thea." He bit out.

"Yeah, I'll do just that, but your wife is coming with." She said stubbornly.

"What the fuck?" He gripped her waist tighter as Felicity pulled herself from his chest looking over at Thea. He intended to finish what they started and probably talk about what was happening.

"Yeah, she asked me to help her get ready for the gala and there is three hours left soooo-..." Thea glared at him clearly impatient.

"She's right. I gotta go." She looked up at him shyly.

He looked at her accusingly and she giggled. He didn't want to be away from her, even if it was for 3 hours. Screw that. Now that he had her he didn't want to let her go.

"Later. We'll take later I promise." She gave him a heartwarming smile trying to make him feel better because he looked like a kicked puppy.

Before she got up to leave he grasped her face with both of his hands and gave her a short sweet kiss.

She got up and left with Thea yelling at her as he heard his sister bombard her with questions.

He smiled thinking about what just happened. He loved Felicity and he knew, he knew he needed to tell her soon.

Much to Oliver's annoyance and displeasure Thea had informed him that Felicity would be arriving later on and that he should go ahead. Apparently her hair was messed due to the chlorine of the pool, so that left him to attend the gala alone for the time being.

After swimming he had quickly gone for a very long cold shower. The memories were too fresh in his mind and all he could think about was her. Now that he tasted her, he didn't think that he could get enough. She was like a drug to him.

All he could think about was the way she felt pressed against him, the noises she made, his finger buried inside of her, the way she said his name; he was pretty sure that, that was his favorite.

His imagination was getting to him as he thought about what he didn't know like whether or not she was as vocal in bed as she was in real life, how would her pretty lips look around his cock, what she would look like as he ate her out as if she were his last meal, and how would she cling to him as he buried himself deep inside of her, pounding her body until they both found release.

His imagination was killing him and it didn't help that he had not had sex since he first met her. He was being held together by a thread and at any moment he was going to break.

He gritted his teeth at his frustration as he was now currently surrounded by Starling City's elite and he had the urge to break something or someone. Where was Felicity? What was taking them so long?

Before he even had time to ponder over her he was dragged into a conversation with Malcolm Merlyn, Tommy's dad.

Malcolm had never supported Tommy's choices in life and therefore he basically disowned him. However, Merlyn Global was a particularly useful asset to QC and so once every now and then it was necessary for him to extend a hand.

They were in the middle of conversing about the Glades when Oliver noticed a familiar head of golden hair and that's when he saw her.

She looked gorgeous and he felt as though he was exhausting that word around her. His mouth watered at the sight of her. She was wearing a halter top long red dress that was tight at the top accenting her breasts but as it came below the waist it flowed out. The skirt of the dress was see through from the the thigh and hair was worn down and curled, and she looked so teasing it was killing him. She was a walking sin.

He excused himself from Malcolm making his way towards his wife and that when she turned around and he saw the back of her dress. God save him. There was literally no back. Was she trying to get him arrested for public indecency because that was what was going to happen. He clenched his eyes shut as desire poured through him. He was literally hard and he didn't even touch her yet.

That's when he noticed all the other eyes watching her, particularly the other males eyes. He saw some guy literally give her a once over lingering at her chest and he had to clench his fist in an attempt to not beat the guy senseless. He needed to be by her side now. He needed her to calm him down or else he was going to be arrested for murder.

He did his best to reign his emotions back in as he parted ways in order to get to her. He saw her greeting unfamiliar faces who all seemed to be familiar with her due to her new last name and he couldn't help but admire her politeness, her kindness and the way she presented herself when she was around others.

"Felicity," he wrapped his arms around her from behind as she leaned back into his chest as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She looked up at him and smiled as he pecked her lips in greeting. "You look beautiful."

She blushed and nodded in thanks.

Oliver then turned towards their company which contained the recognizable Carter Bowen and his mother who were currently talking to Felicity. He couldn't help but give Carter the death stare as he was looking at Felicity like she was a shiny new toy.

He kissed Felicity's neck and looked up at Carter possessively as he gripped her waist tighter. His look told Carter to back the hell off which immediately made Carter look scared and take a step backwards making Oliver smile devilishly. Sensing Oliver's continuous tenseness, Felicity turned in his arms a little and stroked her hand up and down his chest, attempting to tame the beast.

Oliver immediately regretted deciding to tune into the conversation when he did because he realized that Carter Bowen was even more full of shit.

"...yeah and I just finished writing my book which my agent says will definitely be a NY times #1 seller."

What a jackass.

"Really. Wow that's impressive but I thought I heard you say that you were in med school." He couldn't believe Felicity was buying his ass talk. Carter Bowen probably couldn't even hold his own in a fight.

"It's funny how things work out actually because I was on my way to graduating with honors and the next second my agent calls telling me that they're interested in me writing my own book. Apparently I'm the next Doctor Oz." He boasted in what he thought was a subtle way.

Oliver was ready to knock this kid's teeth out. "Well that's amazing Connor, sounds like you're the next big thing." He said fakely. He was fed up of this guy.

"Now if you'll excuse us, I'd like to take my wife for a spin on the dance floor." He smiled as they said their goodbyes and left towards the dance floor.

"Oliver," Felicity smacked his chest glaring at him once they were dancing. "That was rude."

"Yes it was, but I don't care. He was undressing my wife with his eyes and he's fucking lucky he's even alive for doing that." Oliver scowled his jaw clenching in annoyance.

"He was not." She replied.

"Yes he was."

"Oliver, are you jealous?" She asked while letting out a giggle.

"Yeah I am. You're mine and I don't like when other people try to touch and take what's mine." He said huskily as he leaned down to suck on one of the marks that he had left on her neck earlier. She had to use like a pound of concealer to cover it and it still showed.

Her insides were not suppose to feel all hot and jelly like when Oliver was possessive and jealous, but she honestly couldn't help it. An angry, jealous, possessive Oliver was one of the most sexiest things she'd ever seen; the way his body tensed, the way he would pull her towards him and the possessive look on his face had a serious way of getting her all wet it was probably unhealthy.

She moaned quietly as Oliver nibbled on her neck but then she realized they were in a public area. "No. Oliver you have to stop. I already had to drown myself in concealer to cover up that one."

He didn't pull away and continued his work as he replied. "Then there's no point in covering it up." He bit down again.

"Oliver!" She pulled his head away as he smirked at the mark. "You are such a caveman I swear."

"I'll show you caveman baby when we get back home." His eyes darkened as he spoke looking as though he wanted to take her into a closet and ravish her.

She bit her lip as her mind conjured up thoughts at what that could mean.

"No." He growled at her removing her lip from her teeth. His eyes growing dangerously black. "I'm not going to be able to fucking control myself here if you do that."

She felt a sense of pride knowing that she was causing the great Oliver Queen to struggle with his control.

"You know we still have to talk about...this," she whispered realizing that they were getting a little ahead of themselves.

"I know." He looked down at her vulnerably. "But I want you to know now that...that I...I want this."

She smiled brightly at him as if she were the sun. "Me too."

She rested her head against his chest as they swayed to the music, ignoring everything else that was happening around them.

That's when he almost missed it. He was this close to not seeing it. His eyes opened for a split second and that was when he saw the red dot hovering around before landing at Felicity's head.

There wasn't even time to think before bullets and screams showered upon the hall as the rich and elite scattered everywhere.