That Ship Has Sailed

Oliver & Felicity II

"So you're saying you've never been caught. Not ever?"

Felicity smiled triumphantly, "Nope."

"And how many times have you hacked them?"

"Fourteen."

"Wow," Oliver breathed, looking back up at the stars, "Is that the only reason you passed high school?"

"No. Sometimes I had kids pay me to change theirs. I didn't have to change mine often. Did you make it through high school by paying kids like me to do your work for you?"

Oliver looked back at Felicity who was smiling at him where she lay, "No," he said, "Only a few times. I went to college, too, you know. I'm not a total loser."

"Oh? Why didn't you finish college?"

"How do you know I didn't finish?"

"Because you implied that you were at least a slight loser, which means you probably dropped out of college at some point."

Oliver laughed, "You're too smart for me, Felicity Smoak."

Felicity smiled brightly, "And I don't date dummies," she said.

Oliver turned his head to face her once more, "Oh, is that so? Maybe you'll be my first one night stand, then."

"Oh, will I?"

Oliver leaned closer to her, "Yeah," he said gently, his lips still barely touching hers. Felicity's smile lessened as she pressed her lips to Oliver's gently. Oliver closed his eyes, leaving them closed even after Felicity pulled away, "No," he whispered softly, leaning forward to catch her lips again. He held them for a long while before pulling away, opening his eyes again.

"If you leave me after tonight, I'll stalk you online for the rest of my life."

Felicity stared into his eyes and her smile faltered, "If you leave me after tonight, I'll hack in to your company and drain all your assets."

"I guess we can't leave each other, then," he whispered.

"I guess not," Felicity whispered back, leaning closer to him again. Oliver put his hand in her hair as they kissed, holding her head so she couldn't pull away. She managed to, anyway and Oliver made a small, helpless noise.

"I know we just met," he said, "But I never want to stop kissing you."

"Don't make me install a firewall against you," Felicity made a joke that Oliver didn't exactly understand, but he understood the gist.

"Don't you dare," he said, sitting up and moving so he was closer to her before lying back down. Once beside her again, he pressed his lips to hers without hesitation and put his hand on her waist. Felicity was unsure of what was happening, but as her eyelids fluttered shut, she suddenly knew she wanted it to happen.

As Oliver moved to kiss her neck, she sighed, "Oliver?" she asked.

"What?" Oliver asked in between kisses.

"I like you."

Oliver stopped and looked up at her, pushing some hair behind her ear, "I like you, too."

It took mere seconds for their lips to connect in another kiss after that and for the first time ever, Felicity was glad that Laurel had dragged her along to one of her parties. If she hadn't forced her, she never would have met Oliver and therefore, would never have met the man she already knew she was going to spend the rest of her life with.