Sequel to Serious Business - read it on Tumblr or AO3!
Oliver always woke when Felicity did; it never failed,
whether she was just stretching to rearrange herself, or getting up to go to
the bathroom, or if she had to be into work early, he always woke with her. It
was like he had an internal alarm that was set to Felicity Time; he was always
aware of what she was doing, and this time was no different.
And just like every other time, she was very aware that he
was awake too.
Oliver didn’t move when she rolled out of bed. He listened
to her padding around the room, opening a drawer, pulling something soft out
before stepping into the closet. A soft swoosh sounded from in there and then
she was back out, climbing back on the mattress.
The bed dipping, she settled down next to him and he sighed
happily, turning to wrap his arms around her waist but she had other plans.
“Roll over,” she whispered, her little hands pushing against
his side. Oliver rolled onto his back, his lips tugged up in a small smile. The
bed dipped further as she balanced on her knees, leaning over him. Her long
hair drifted over his chest, and he hummed under his breath, the soft sound
turning into a slight moan when her hands slid over him, up to his shoulders.
She pushed his arms over his head.
Oliver’s eyes opened a crack, wondering what she was doing.
Her beautiful breasts were right over his face.
She was naked.