Felicity finds Oliver's hidden engagement ring and in return hides it in something of his. She just wasn't expecting his reaction when he finds it.

"You are going to get spanked." Oliver growled as he stalked towards his girlfriend, who was spread across their bed, reclined back against their pillows, nude as the day she was born. Jesus, he couldn't get over how good she looked in his bed, and so much better that she was naked and on his bed.

Felicity smirked at him, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth as Oliver started pulling his Arrow get up off.

"Oh Oliver, get real. I doubt it was that bad" she rolled her eyes at the look he shot her as his shirt cleared his head.

He bent down to unlace his shoes, his hands then going to work on his leather pants. Her smirk turned into an outright grin when she noticed he was struggling to unzip over the bulge that was forming already.

And when he was actually able to undo them, he didn't remove them, just moved to his pocket in which he pulled out the small box he had slipped into it. She let out a soft giggle when the box landed beside her but she quickly covered it up by clearing her throat, because his growl at her giggle was her first warning.

"Why, Oliver, are you proposing to me?" she questioned, her brow lifting as she gazed up at him.

"Your ass is going to be red by the time I'm through with you, Felicity" he snapped, his shoulders rolling back as he he toed off his boots.

"I was with Diggle and Lyla and the A.R.G.U.S team when that box fell out of my quiver, sweetheart, that's a bunch of hard core grown men, no softness in their lives. Do you know how much fun they suddenly had at my expense?" he snarled.

Earlier that day, Felicity had been cleaning up their bedroom after they had destroyed it the night before. She'd been putting away clothing and low and behold had found the box in his dresser. How original.

Picking it up, she opened it and almost cooed at the ring inside. It was something small, she would still be able to work on her computers without it getting in her way, but it was so beautiful.

She had moved in with Oliver seven months ago, they hadn't spoken about it, she had gradually just started moving her stuff into his new home. Her clothes now took up most of the wardrobe, all her computer gimmicks were set up in the spare bedroom, her awards as well as his were set up around the house, they even owned a pet together. This was her home now, one she hadn't asked for, just gained. But they never mentioned it, they just lived.

She looked back up at him just as his pants cleared his hips and her eyes strayed to his erection as it sprung free. She was sure he never wore underwear when he was in his Arrow outfit. But damn, his cock made her hot. She wanted to taste him, wanted to feel him pushing into her mouth as he tangled his hands in her hair.

"Turn over, Felicity." he growled.

She looked back up at his face and swallowed. He had that intimidating, dominant look on his face, the one that had her creaming her panties and made her heart beat uncontrollably.

"Do I look silly to you, Oliver?" she closed the box, giving him a look of fake blasé as he placed it gently on the bedside table. "Why would I give in that easily to you, if anything you should be turning over for me. Did you really think I wouldn't find it? Maybe you should sleep on the couch tonight. Or better yet, at Diggle's, I'm sure he has a spare bed for you."

With a slip of her hair, she rolled off the bed, knowing the game they were starting to play and loving it. She saw his reaction, saw the way his body tightened and his nostrils flare. She had barely straightened from the bed before he moved, his arm hooking around her hips as he dragged her back onto the bed, flipping her on to her belly as he straddled her legs.

She screeched out in mock protest, wiggling her body to get away from him as she felt him blanket her body with his own, holding her down on the mattress. He nipped her shoulder before sitting back on his heels.

A second later, his massive hand landed on her bottom, wrangling out a cry of pain and pleasure out of her lips. Heat zipped from her buttocks all the way through her body, then made its way to her clit which made her jerk in pleasure.

"Careful, Oliver, there are laws against this." she hissed, bucking against him when he smacked the other cheek. Her pussy rippled in need. Jesus, he knew what this did to her body when he did this to her.

"Was that your way of proposing to me, Felicity? Because it sucked." he drawled, as he landed another blow. She moaned, so caught up in what they were doing it took her a moment to realise what he had said.

"It was ten times better then yours." she cried out, pressing her ass back at him, feeling his cock rub against her. He was hard and hot and her body was starving for him. She moaned when each cheek got one slap each.

"I was taking my time, giving you time, goddamn wooing you." he half snarled.

He was like this often after he had been out as the Arrow, so much more dominant, so much more eager to have her. And it took her breath away each time.

"I hardly call that wooing, Oliver. I'd be using a walking stick by the time you manned up." she baited. The neck smack burned with such force that her ass burned in pain while her pussy burned with need.

A second later, her back arched when the head of his cock lodged into the entrance of her vagina.

Oliver could never get over how tight and hot she was, clenching around his length as he began to work into her. He groaned roughly when she fluttered around him, his body once again blanketing hers as he began to move slowly behind her.

Her hands gripped at the pillows as he nuzzled her neck, sucking at the skin there knowing he would be leaving a mark.

"Oliver…" she whimpered. Oliver let go of his hold on her neck, licking over the reddening skin that had her pussy gripping him like crazy.

"Yes, baby?" he was fighting for control, as he moved within her, he held on. Just a a few more seconds, he could already feel her tensing beneath him, her own explosion nearing. "Tell me what you need, Felicity." he panted, loving the sounds that were coming from her.

"You. I need you. Oh god, Oliver please." she cried, her body moving with his as she fought for her orgasm. His head lowered again, his lips going back to his mark as he sped up his movements.

"You have me, Felicity." he murmured against her skin. "You have me forever."

He pushed inside her harder then, going deeper, his thrusts increasing until he was hammering inside her.

She screamed when she came, rocking her whole body with a force that made her dizzy. She could still feel his body thrusting into hers until she heard his harsh groan as he buried inside of her, his cock jerking in reflex as he spilled into her.

He collapsed on top of her, giving a soft chuckle when her welcoming whimper met his ears. They both groaned when he pulled from her, Oliver rolling to his side and fitting her against him.

With her facing him now, he dipped his head and caught her lips in a burning kiss. His arms circled her waist, pulling her on top of him as his lips moved over hers, his tongue spearing deep as a shattered moan escaped her. God he loved the way she tasted.

He pulled back from the kiss, nipping at her bottom lip as she blinked drowsy eyes at him.

"You're marrying me." he growled, liking how her eyes widened.

"That's not a proposal either, hot shot." she giggled. His hand travlled the length of her spine, coming to rest on her sensitive bottom. "It's a good thing I like you, Oliver. I was very mad when I found that box. How long had you had it?" she asked him.

He gripped a handful of her hair, tugging her head back as she stared up at him.

"A long time." he murmured.

"Hmm, definitely lucky I like you." she giggled. She had been shocked when she had found it, and then angry because he had it and hadn't yet asked her. She probably should have been angrier because he had had it for a long time. But she couldn't. She just couldn't.

"I love you, Felicity." he whispered, his hand tightening in her hair. She stared up at him with big blue eyes, a smile gracing her lips. " You're mine now, Felicity. And I don't let go of what's mine." he growled.

He kissed her then, a kissed filled with such heat, so much love that her heart ached from it.

"I love you to, Oliver. And yes, I'll marry you." she whispered against his lips.

"Forever." Oliver growled, taking over the kiss that only offered forever.

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