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Olicity smut- Oliver gets turned on by felicity knowledge of hockey & the fact when ever they watch a game he loves when she wears his jersey

SPORTS!!!! thanks for this one nonnie, I honestly got super excited when I read it. my knowledge of hockey is limited tho, so I hope I got everything right with this. and the smut is present more towards the end. it’s a college/young adult au so no arrow business

I’d like to dedicate this one to curtlazars who is the biggest hockey fan I know :)

also tagging: amellthirst lieutenantsmoak smoakinamell quant-um-fizzx 0nifs2 emilybettrickardds olicitykisses olicittys queenollies sorrywhatever snowssmoak

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she shoots; he scores

It was the Stanley Cup playoffs, one of Oliver’s favorite times of the year. He loved hockey, had been a fan of the sport ever since he was a child and his father brought him out to the rink one winter afternoon and he held a hockey stick in his hands for the fist time. He played throughout his childhood, all the way through high school where he was captain of his team, one he led to a state championship his senior year.

His favorite team, the Chicago Blackhawks, had made the playoffs this year and he was dead set on flying out to Illinois for their first game the upcoming Saturday. Usually he’d take Tommy and Digg, making it a boys trip, but he also wanted to use this time as a mini vacation with Felicity.

The two had finally begun dating after years of dancing around each other and he thought a little getaway together would be nice. He’d also been teaching Felicity a little about hockey, so he knew she’d be excited to go.

They got front row seats, right behind the board where they could see all the action. They were both decked out in hockey gear; Oliver had even given Felicity one of his old Hawks jersey’s to wear. He moaned appreciatively when he saw her in it for the first time earlier that morning. And he came this close to taking her right there in the hotel room, even considered missing the game, but she told him they’d have time for that later before she all but dragged him out of the room.

They were having a great time, drinking and cheering on the Hawks who were tied with the Predators in the third period with 4 minutes to go.

“Oh god, I won’t be able to handle this if it goes into OT,” Felicity said nervously as the clock ticked down.

“Oooh, yes! Put him in the box!” she exclaimed when one of the Predators players got called for hooking with just over a minute left.

“If we don’t score during this power play I’m never cheering for the Hawks again,” she said firmly, surprising Oliver who hadn’t known his girlfriend to be such an avid hockey fan, even with everything he’s told her about the sport. He watched her for a few seconds instead of focusing on the game and the way she was hollering at the players, jumping up and down in one of his old jerseys, it had him shifting his stance as he felt his cock beginning to stiffen in his jeans.

Now wasn’t the time for that though, so he tore his eyes away from Felicity, looking back at the ice instead, just in time to see Kane break away from a defender before taking a far shot from the blue line. The puck whizzed in the air, shooting past the goal tenders outstretched arm and hitting the back of the net, seconds before the final buzzer rang.

The crowd erupted into cheers and shouts as the Hawks closed out game 1. Oliver threw his hands into the air in celebration, high fiving some of the other fans sitting around him before turning to Felicity. She had thrown her hands up in excitement as well, screaming loudly before jumping into Oliver’s embrace, looping her arms around his neck.

“We won! Oh my god, I can’t believe it! Did you see that pass from Toews? Beautiful! And of course Kane sent it into the net. We have to-” Her sentence was cut off as Oliver’s lips descended onto hers, swallowing the words she was about to say as he kissed her hard, still holding her firmly in his arms.

“We need to leave. Right now,” he told her, his voice lower than she’d ever heard it and he quickly led them through the aisle and out of the arena.

As soon as they were inside the hotel room Oliver had her pinned against the nearest wall, his hands already working on unbuttoning her jeans as his mouth ravaged her neck.

He peeled the denim and her underwear off in one swift movement before lifting and carrying her to the bed. He deposited Felicity on the plush mattress before taking off his own jeans and shirt. When Felicity sat up to remove the jersey she was wearing Oliver growled at her in protest.

“Leave it on,” he commanded before crawling up her body and kissing her roughly.

His cock was aching where it lay between their bodies and he ground his hips against hers to relieve some of the pressure. When Felicity moaned against his mouth, begging him to fill her, he cursed against her lips, moving off of her long enough to grab a condom and roll it on before setting on top of her once again. He took hold of his shaft, stroking twice before lining it up with her entrance and pushing inside with one easy thrust.

Oliver continued to kiss her, sucking and nipping at her lips until they were swollen, drawing the most delicious moans from Felicity’s mouth as he drove into her faster and deeper.

He could feel his orgasm approaching and he buried his face in the crook of her neck, panting hard as he thrust into her. She came seconds later, crying out his name as she fluttered around him and Oliver was quick to follow, biting on her clothed shoulder as he shuddered inside her, releasing hard into the condom.

It took a few minutes for him to come back down to reality. His forehead was resting against Felicity’s shoulder and he didn’t look up until he heard her speaking softly in his ear.

“That was amazing,” she spoke quietly. “And totally unexpected, not that I’m complaining or anything. But umm, why was I not allowed to fully undress?”

Oliver lifted his head so that he could look into her eyes.

“Sorry, I just,” he paused as he searched for the right words, his cheeks quickly reddening from embarrassment. “I–uhh, listening to you cheer during the game, especially while wearing this jersey, it was incredibly sexy.”

Felicity cocked an eyebrow at him, clearly amused by his confession.

“So you’re saying that you like listening to me talk about hockey?” Oliver nodded in response.

“Weird choice of dirty talk, but I can roll with it,” she said playfully, turning her face so that she could whisper in his ear seductively.

“Have I ever told you that you have a nice stick? It’s nice to meet a man who knows how to handle it properly; knows how to whip it and knows how to put it in. Sure makes for a good puck.” Felicity finished, laughing to herself at her clever use of hockey puns.

Oliver didn’t seem to find it funny though. Instead, he silenced her giggles with a forceful kiss to her mouth, growing hard against her once more and they spent the rest of the day in bed, with Oliver showing Felicity all the ways he knew how to score.

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