To Dance with a Prince

Untitled Part 24

Felicity stood outside the door of the gym with her hand on resting on the wood, as she listened to the clank of metal from within the door. She knew there were some feelings that Oliver needed to work through, but they needed to talk about Ray and the bar and so she pushed the handle and opened the door. She closed it behind her and walked slowly toward the sound, as Oliver tirelessly worked his way up the salmon ladder. He seemed to be pushing himself to exhaustion and she stood and just watched him. A shirtless Oliver, sweating and straining his muscles to their limit was the sexiest thing she would ever see.

She stood patiently waiting and when Oliver saw her standing their he dropped from the bar with a thud and picked up the towel he had hanging nearby to wipe his brow and chest.

"How long have you been standing there?" He took a sip of his water as he tried to regulate his breathing.

"Just a couple of minutes. We need to talk Oliver."

He gave her a serious look before he sat down on the bench nearby. "If this is about you going back to work at the bar, then I am not ready to talk about that."

She sighed as she walked over and sat next to him. "I need to do this Oliver; don't you understand that?"

"What I understand is this guy put you in the hospital Felicity and just the thought of you being in the same room with him sends me into a rage I have never felt before in my life."

"Believe me Oliver, I understand but living not knowing where he is or what he is going to do is worse." She scooted closer and took his hands in hers. "We need to draw him out. Please!"

Oliver looked at her, seeing the almost desperate appeal in her eyes. He didn't want her near the scum, but he didn't want her living her life in fear either.

"Everything in me is telling me to take you to my suite and lock you inside." His voice was strained and she placed her hand on his arm.

"You can't keep me locked away forever Oliver. Please, let me do this."

Oliver looked at the pleading in her eyes and finally he lowered his head before looking at her.

"Ok, but you are going to do exactly as Slade tells you and he and Roy will be with you at all times. No excuses."

She nodded, and then leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips. "I promise."

He didn't care that he was sweaty, he just wanted to hold her, so he pulled her close and nestled her head below his chin.

"Ummm, you are sweaty."

Oliver ignored her words and just held her.

"And shirtless."

"And you were doing the salmon ladder when I walked into the room."

Her voice was muffled as she nuzzled her nose into his neck. He felt her lips tickle his neck and he kissed the top of her head. She shifted closer to him and then she stood and took his hand pulling him to his feet.

'I think you need a shower my Prince."

She turned and pulled him down the hall to this room, and into the bathroom and when she stopped and started to undress, his body started to respond. She noticed, and with a saucy grin, stripped naked before she knelt in front of him and pulled his pants down his legs. He stepped out of his clothing and she turned the water on adjusting the temperature in the shower before pulling him inside with her.

She was being sexy and confidant and when she took the soap and started to run her hands over his chest, he closed his eyes. He loved the feel of her hands on him and even though he just had her a few hours before, he was finding he needed her desperately.