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1: At the Office
It’s a Thursday when everyone at the office finds out.
Oliver had done such a good job of upholding the promise he’d never actually made to Felicity that night last summer. He was actually quite proud that no one had found out, especially since he and Felicity had made Bunker sex a far more regular occurrence than it had been even prior to their break up, but, inevitably, that came to an end.
Felicity had come to visit him in City Hall, and she was wearing one of those dresses she’d had a particular affinity for in the days she’d been his EA and Palmer’s VP. This one was one of the ones with a triangular cut-out revealing her attractive cleavage and with one of the not-that short skirts which Isabel Rochev had been so focused on while Oliver had been more interested in the mile-long legs that the skirt revealed. It was also green. Arrow-suit green. Oliver approved, and that was probably the reason that everyone at the office ended up finding out in the first place.
The clacking of her heels immediately drew Oliver’s gaze to her, and then down. To her legs.
A Cheshire Cat smile grew across his face.
“Hey!” Always so cheerful, his Felicity, “You ready to go?” she offered a winning smile back at him.
“I like this dress, Honey.” The only reply he gave.
Her smile turned both shy and coy all at once, damn this woman affected him. “Yeah? Remind you of the old days?”
“Mmm. Do you know how many times I looked up from my desk at QC and saw you in a dress like that?” He stood up, “Do you know what I wanted to do to you every time you looked at me with that sexy little smile?” He stalked around the desk, eyes darkening.
“Olive-”
“At the office, I’d want to bend you over that desk and fuck you until you couldn’t walk straight.” He towered over her.
“Olive-”
“In the foundry, I’d see you lick your lips when I was on the salmon ladder, and I’d just want to bite them and then make love to you on the training mats.”
“OLIVE-”
“Of course, that particular fantasy has come true now. Maybe you’d like to help with the other o-”
“WHAT?” Shit. Thea. “You had SEX on the training mats in the FOUNDRY!”
“Shit.”
“I tried to tell you that she was here! You just kept talking!” Felicity looked mortified as she pushed Oliver back from where he had her pressed against his desk. He didn’t let her. He had a very large problem that he didn’t want his sister to see pressing into Felicity, so he moved her around so that they both faced the door, where Thea stood, mouth agape, but Felicity’s slender body covered his front.
It got worse, “I didn’t ever want to hear a sentence like that. Ever.” Of course, Quentin was here too. It couldn’t be bad enough that Thea knew, Quentin had to know too.
“Felicity!” Thea squealed, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Well, um, we weren’t exactly together at the time and he’s your brother and it’s kind of weird and it happened a long time ago, like a whole year ago, last summer, well it’s happened since then too, quite a few times actually, but we were back together for those times but it was still weird and-”
“Didn’t I say that I never wanted to hear a sentence like that again?”
“You had bunker sex when you were broken up last summer!” Thea was about to go beyond the range of human hearing with the pitch of her squealing, although, it was helping to dissipate his problem.
“Thea, let it go.” He really did not want to talk about bunker sex with his fiancée to his sister.
“Please let it go. I do not want to know any more about my girlfriend’s daughter’s sex life.” Quentin looked pale and slightly nauseated.
“And I don’t want to tell you anything about it.” Felicity was a little pale too, come to think of it.
“But I do!” Thea was the only one who didn’t seem entirely uncomfortable.
“Thea! He’s your brother!” Felicity exclaimed.
“And you’re my best friend! Spill.”
“I’m leaving, I’ll see you soon, Felicity.”
“Bye Quentin.” He left, “Thea if I promise to talk tomorrow at lunch, will you drop this now and let us go home?” She was practically pleading.
“Deal. But you’re not getting out of this, Missy. I want to know exactly what you got up to with my big bro last summer!”
“Okay, that’s enough. Bye Thea, I’ll see you here tomorrow. I don’t care what you and Felicity say to each other, just don’t talk to me about it.” He hurried her out, ready to go home and forget the past ten minutes.
Once home, Felicity broke out into peals of laughter, wracking through her body. Her very sexy, green-clad body. Looks like Thea didn’t permanently damage his libido after all.
“Oh god! I knew it was too good to be true, getting away with bunker sex for so long!” She giggled.
He caught her around her waist, “Well, at least Curtis doesn’t know.”
“Oh man! He’d be even worse than Thea if he knew!”
“But your Mom would be the worst!”
“Then let’s pray she never finds out.” He nuzzled his nose into her neck and kissed her there.”
“Mmhmm.” She caught his lips with hers and his hands slipped down to her ass.
“Love you, Honey.”
“Love you too.”
Their kiss deepened as he lifted her up and into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist and pressed the evidence of his libido back into her. He carried her upstairs into their bedroom at the loft, never losing contact with her lips as he lifted her skirt, and she loosened his tie.
They were supposed to go to the bunker that night.
They didn’t make it.