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After a while, the food was mostly gone, and the wine as well, and Oliver leaned in close to kiss her. She hummed and cupped his cheek with her hand, her nails doing the scratching thing through his scruff that he absolutely loved.

He easily pulled her onto his lap, forcing her legs apart and her knees to grip his hips as she settled against him. His hands under her skirt massaged her toned but still squeezable butt cheeks through her panties. She was breathing a little heavier now, just like he loved to hear, and their mouths were warring to dominate.

“Wait, wait,” she gasped and pulled away. “It’s a little public, don’t you think?”

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Fandom: Arrow (TV 2012) Rating: Mature

Excerpt:

Felicity just shrugged, forced a couple heavy bags of work stuff into his arms, and marched away toward the front door.

“God, I am STARVING!” she called over her shoulder. “I hope the smell matches the taste, because I’ve had Lyla’s chicken before and it is heavenly!”

“Can we please stop talking about about Lyla and Diggle?!” he muttered as he followed her inside.

She kept talking even as she kicked off her shoes, plopped down her purse, and began to snoop in the kitchen.

Oliver didn’t even listen as she mentioned something about a boring meeting. He was slightly put out that his romantic surprise wasn’t going as planned. He had images of her thanking him, later, in a dim bedroom, maybe while she was on her knees unzipping him… Or pushed against a wall, wiggling her naked ass at him… He sighed heavily.

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Additional Tags: Holidays, Christmas Caroling, Fluff, Humor, Teasing, Singing, Christmas Music, Holiday Music, olicity fic, arrow fic, Drabble, olicity, Lullabies, Drunk Felicity, diggle singing, Mild Language

Summary: Inspired by a funny olicity tumblr pic— “Add caroling to the list of things we need to do in an elevator.”

Excerpt:

"Rocking around the Christmas Tree, at the Christmas party hop!" came a sweet, feminine voice.

Diggle and Oliver looked at each other, frozen at Digg’s front door. The door finished its swing with a soft thud against the wall.

“Mistletoe hung where you can see, Ev’ry couple tries to stop.”

They watched a hair down, pjs on, be-slippered Felicity dance into the Diggle-Michaels living room. And a swaddled, and grinning, baby Sara in her arms.

“You will get a sentimental feeling, when you hear, voices singing ‘Let’s be jolly; Deck the halls with boughs of holly’!!”

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OMG! Just remembered I wrote another Caroling Team Arrow fic! It's almost finished and edited and I forgot!

Guess I know what I'm doing Sunday!

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Rating: General Audiences Additional Tags: Holidays, Christmas Caroling, Fluff, Humor, Teasing, Singing, Christmas Music, Holiday Music, olicity

Excerpt:

The door opened and slammed and high heels tip-tapped merrily down the stairs.

"LISLISLIS! Wwash this!" And Roy carefully aimed and let an arrow fly...right into the cubbies where they all kept spare clothes.

"Roy Harper!" Felicity scolded. "Are you playing with sharps things while DRUNK?!"

He hiccuped as a response [...]

She marched to her computer and tapped a few keys and suddenly, "Grandma got run over by a reindeer..." filled the basement.

"Oh hell yes! Lissy!" Roy dropped his bow and ran to hug her. "I yuuuuuuv this song, dude! -ette, dudette!"

She tried to frown but Roy's drunk grin was contagious and soon he was gripping her hands and twirling them around the basement, singing as only a drunk man can [...]

Felicity and Oliver stood front to front, staring at each other, and then the next song (from Felicity's favorite holiday film 'Love Actually',) began...and Oliver silently began to mouth the words as he gazed deeply, intensely into her eyes...

"I don't want a lot for Christmas, There's just one thing I need..."

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Chapter Rated E (story rated M).

Excerpt:

Oliver was happy. It was that simple, and that complicated. Waking up to see a glowing, stunning nude Felicity? Wonderful and terrifying.

So he just went with his first thought and pulled her onto him.

She squeaked. It was so damn adorable! She settled into his lap, wiggling her bare ass onto his underwear and hardening cock.

He attacked her lips, he didn’t feel any need to be gentle now that he could feel all of her—she wasn’t as fragile as he had always thought. She was firm but soft, squeezable but sensual and strong.

“Remarkable,” he kissed into her throat. She giggled and he smiled.

Then she was pulling at his shirt. He let her pull it over his head and toss it aside. She kissed his Bratva tattoo and then licked each nipple. He hissed at the sensation…

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Sigh. Trying to write the smutty chapter for my sex pollen Olicity fic...it all sounds lame and I've deleted it three times...if anyone is bored and want to give me ideas for the "doing the deed", feel free to message me here or comment on ao3.

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That Dang Club Drug Again

End of chapter 8, beginning of chapter 9!!

When she next heard Oliver’s voice, it was much closer, and lower. She opened her eyes. He was kneeling in front of her. He laid his hands on her bare knees and began to massage her.

Sparks again, shooting, flooding, every part of her feeling. “How do you do that?”

But instead of answering her, he slid his hands up and grasped the waistband of her panties. Their eyes met. She was about to lift her hips when he suddenly just ripped them apart and off her body.

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“Hey!” was all she said as he dropped the fragments to the floor.

But he was oblivious to her shock. He slid his hands up her thighs and pushed his body into the side of the bed as he stared at her now exposed center.

He took a deep breath, a part of him feeling like he wasn’t allowed to see this, this special and private part of his friend, his teammate, partner…he closed his eyes and laid his cheek on her knee, wrapping his arms around her hips to caress her bare behind sitting on the comforter.

He felt her hesitantly touch his head, then his face and he sighed happily.

“This is nice,” he mumbled against the smooth skin of her leg.

She snorted faintly. “Yeah, but could be better.” He lifted his head and eyebrows. She bit her lower lip—damn it, did she know how sexy that was?!—and shrugged. “I mean, you could be naked, too…”

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