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Felicity went down the stairs of the lair, feeling the excitement of seeing Oliver after the daring text she sent that afternoon. Their relationship was very new, they had been oficially dating for only a week (not counting that horrible and let's-not-talk-about-it-never-again first date). But those few days were enough to leave Felicity all sexually frustated. Blame Mr. "I'm going to spend the whole week after our date working out while being shirtless in the lair" for that.
So that same afternoon she decided that she had had enough and she was going to take the problem into her own hands. She bought a new set of lingerie, green for his liking, and she took a couple of selfies. At one point she even dared to take her bra off. She sent all the photos to him without thinking it twice.
"Hello Oliver" she said cheerfully. "Hey". He smiled and got up from where he was sharpering his arrows to give her a kiss.
"Did you receive my messages?"
"What messages?"
Felicity took a step back. Was he playing with her? She was sure she had seen the automatic received note under the photos. Oliver looked at his phone.
"No. There is nothing here. Was it important?"
"Yes... more or less."
What the hell? Who has she sent the photos to then? Oliver was looking, wainting for more information.
"It was some photos... nude photos."
"Nu...Nude? - Oliver's eyes became wide."
"Yes.... I was feeling adventurous today and after our date last week I thought "why not?", that you may like them. And I know there are a lot of creeps out there and they hack in your mobile and your computer... I mean, I'm one of those creeps so I really know what I'm talking about. But that means that I'm also good protecting my information. I am all about protection. Not in the sexual meaning, although that is also important...."
"Felicity! The nude photos."
"Yeah, sorry." She took a deep breath. "The point is: if you don't have those nudes then I sent them to another person."
"What?" Oliver was stating to feel a headache coming in that moment. Someone, who wasn't him, had nude photos of Felicity. HIS Felicity. "Well, I was feeling adventurous but also nervous. Don't jugde me. Just... let me check my messages history."
Right in that moment, when Felicity was reaching for the phone inside her handbag, they heard Diggle coming down the stairs. He had a smirk on his face and his phone on his hand.
"Oh... frack." Murmured Felicity.
"Just a quick question," said Diggle, almost laughing "Do you want the Arrow to kill me, Felicity?"
"Please, Dig" Felicity's face was absolutly red. "Don't tell me that you have seen..."
"One quick look at the first one and when I realized what they were I deleted them. And I promised not to talk about it ever again." He started walking towards the training area." But Oliver, you may want to see those photos now. I'm pretty sure you are going to love them."