So to summarize this appropriately, this is written from Felicity Smoke's perspective. It alternates between her memory of the love making scene in more detail from chapter 1 and the present, I tried to help by italicizing the memory perspectives. This is a continuance of the love making scene in Nanda Parbat. It's super MA, so kidos stay out. The characters belong to the makers of the show/DC comics!

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Oliver falls asleep with my head propped on his chest. I must have dozed a couple times but I can't completely fall asleep as he has. I'm too busy finishing up my plan...and remembering. It's like, the best thing about sex is the cuddling afterwards, and reliving the memory of it. And I have a great freaking memory...it's like practically photographic. Which is of course why I'm such a nerd, but what the hell. It's like...I never thought this was really legit gonna happen. I am like, no where near Oliver's league, but here we are…

The way he could handle everything was unbelievable! Obviously the man's had experience and my thought babble clearly has had a few instances where I imagined who else he's been with...Laurel, Sarah, that god awful CEO bitch lady. Thank god that was only a one time thing...how many before me though? That's 3...and that Shaddo woman he was on Lian Yu with. Ok so extrapolate beyond that and imagine how many before the Island…

Oh my god am I turning into a psycho bitch?! It doens't effing matter how many women he's been with. He's mine. Obviously. I trail a couple fingers along his ribs across his body. He squirms in his sleep adorably and I get a rush of memories from the last couple hours.

After the first orgasm, which we somehow managed to achieve at the same time, Ollie wanted to treat me to at least two more. He couldn't do more than one at the time but he insisted before he wound up falling asleep that I get more. And I guess women are that kind of awesome where they can have more than one at a time… Sweet, at least I can beat him at one thing. Other than tech obviously.

He'd worked his way down my body and before I knew it, he was lightly sucking my clitoris and perfectly working my G-spot. Before my body had had a chance to slow down, it was ramping back up for another round of pleasure. Though his manhood had be incredibly powerful over me, kind of huge but just rightly so, his fingers were like a miracle worker. Or Mirikuru worker...ha.

Wow ok thought babble, back to the memory. I let my hand trail down his stomach and tickle along the happy trail down...down...down.

Back in memory land, I was being treated to the most incredible eating out process where I couldn't get enough of his mouth or fingers. I had gasped as a second finger and then a third found their way into me. The pressure of his mouth and the sensation of his tongue, the rhythm of his fingers curling "come hither" led to the oddest sensation.

"Ollie, no! I can't...I can't do this! What is this, you're trying to make me squirt right?! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!"

He peeked up at me, a grin playing across his cute mouth as he kept the "come hither" motion going with his fingers. My old MIT boyfriend had wanted to try this with me but I had not been interested at the time.

Now though...wow. Just. Holy shit, just remembering what we did was making me wet again! I lightly run a finger across him and realize he's hard again. Still sleeping though...hmmm…..might have to wake him up again. We only have tonight before this god damn plan has to be carried out so that he doesn't have to stick around to become the next Demon Head. And who knows, after knocking him out I am only able to pray that he will forgive me.

I curl my hand around his member and start to gently coax him, both out of his sleep and into a great hard on. In fact...maybe I can do a better job of that if I just...scooch my leg up and over annnnd ah! Perfect. I straddle him and let my moistened lady parts do the job. I rub myself along his length and he moans in his sleep, his eyes rolling, just starting to come awake.

I lean down and my breasts brush against his pecks, my nipples hardening at the sensation. I trail a bunch of nibbles along his shoulder and up to his neck. He moans again, this time more loudly. He's come awake now and with consciousness comes fervor. He pulls my face up to his, looks me in the eye and then pulls my mouth to his. His hot breath warms my lips and his tongue meets mine insistently. He sucks and pulls it into his mouth and within seconds the obvious rhythm he's picked up is mirrored by our lower bodies. We grind into each other, teasing and coaxing. One of his big hands takes hold of my left him, the other my right breast. He teases the nipple untile it's unbearable, and suddenly, I can't fucking take it anymore, he needs to be inside of me! I break away to sit upright, position myself so that his cock is in the right spot, and then boom! There he is. All is right with the world as he fills me up and we are joined together in a perfect union as we rock and roll. He pushes himself up so that he can wrap his arms around me and he can control the movement for a bit. He drives into me deeply and I throw my head back, gasping for air. I'm sooooo close but I can't do it yet. I need him to cum with me.

He pulls one of my nipples into his mouth and expertly flicks his tongue, one arm around my back to keep the rocking going, the other coming around to the front. He rubs my clit in successively harder circles and I moan in deep pleasure as his throbbing dick pulsates inside of me. He pulls his head back from my breast and reaches his mouth up to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and we finally reach climax together, our mouths catching each others' moans of pleasure...