Birthday Fic @ bday_fics
From: babydracky
To: revivingophelia, Birthday January 5th
Title: Bride-to-be
Fandom : Smallville
Pairing : Chloe/Oliver
Rating: R
BRIDE-TO-BE
Chloe knew her friends wouldn’t listen to her. Especially not Lois.
She definitely knew and she so shouldn’t have agreed to follow them without asking any questions. But how could she say « no » to her friends when they have organized the « best stag party ever » before her wedding.
So, here she was, listening to too loud music, drinking too much champagne and watching too many girls dancing with too many guys, their husbands-not-to-be.
« Oh! Come one, Chloe! This isn’t a funeral! Can’t you just enjoy yourself? » grumbled Lois disapprovingly.
Chloe just blushed. Jimmy wouldn’t like it, not the least.
Girls began to cry out from everywhere and the blond was startled, did she miss something?
And then she saw him, that too handsome and too sexy tall man dancing in front of them.
“Oh, guys! This is great! He is wearing Green Arrow’s outfit” applauded an older woman next to her and Lois just grinned at her.
And now Chloe just wanted to kill her because she couldn’t tear her eyes from that man. Why did she agree to drink with Lois a few weeks ago and being drunk confessed that she had a very big soft point for that damn green leather thing! Now she just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide herself but doing so she wouldn’t be able to watch, and appreciate too much that wonderful golden body.
She gulped when the man, naked by now except for the dark glasses he kept, came to her and sat on her lap. He covered their head with a green towel and smirked at her.
“So, Miss Sullivan, I heard you have a fetishism for a green super hero?” asked the man in a too velvety and sexy voice and Chloe just don’t know where to look. It was so improper and so disgraceful.
When she didn’t answer he asked again “May I kiss the bride-to-be?”
“What bride?” she began before blushing a deep red.
When the Green Arrow took off his glasses arching an elegant eyebrow she thought she would die on the spot because in front of her, on her lap actually, is sitting the very one Oliver Queen. She should have guessed.
When he gently brushed his lips against hers, she remembers him asking her if she was sure she wanted to marry Jimmy, she had be sure then that it was what she wanted, but now, she just can’t be that sure.
Because how explain that when her brain was screaming at her to push him away, her tongue slipped into the mouth of the man? She so will regret it in the morning! When he kissed her back gently but passionately, she knew she won’t.
To: revivingophelia, Birthday January 5th
Title: Bride-to-be
Fandom : Smallville
Pairing : Chloe/Oliver
Rating: R
BRIDE-TO-BE
Chloe knew her friends wouldn’t listen to her. Especially not Lois.
She definitely knew and she so shouldn’t have agreed to follow them without asking any questions. But how could she say « no » to her friends when they have organized the « best stag party ever » before her wedding.
So, here she was, listening to too loud music, drinking too much champagne and watching too many girls dancing with too many guys, their husbands-not-to-be.
« Oh! Come one, Chloe! This isn’t a funeral! Can’t you just enjoy yourself? » grumbled Lois disapprovingly.
Chloe just blushed. Jimmy wouldn’t like it, not the least.
Girls began to cry out from everywhere and the blond was startled, did she miss something?
And then she saw him, that too handsome and too sexy tall man dancing in front of them.
“Oh, guys! This is great! He is wearing Green Arrow’s outfit” applauded an older woman next to her and Lois just grinned at her.
And now Chloe just wanted to kill her because she couldn’t tear her eyes from that man. Why did she agree to drink with Lois a few weeks ago and being drunk confessed that she had a very big soft point for that damn green leather thing! Now she just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide herself but doing so she wouldn’t be able to watch, and appreciate too much that wonderful golden body.
She gulped when the man, naked by now except for the dark glasses he kept, came to her and sat on her lap. He covered their head with a green towel and smirked at her.
“So, Miss Sullivan, I heard you have a fetishism for a green super hero?” asked the man in a too velvety and sexy voice and Chloe just don’t know where to look. It was so improper and so disgraceful.
When she didn’t answer he asked again “May I kiss the bride-to-be?”
“What bride?” she began before blushing a deep red.
When the Green Arrow took off his glasses arching an elegant eyebrow she thought she would die on the spot because in front of her, on her lap actually, is sitting the very one Oliver Queen. She should have guessed.
When he gently brushed his lips against hers, she remembers him asking her if she was sure she wanted to marry Jimmy, she had be sure then that it was what she wanted, but now, she just can’t be that sure.
Because how explain that when her brain was screaming at her to push him away, her tongue slipped into the mouth of the man? She so will regret it in the morning! When he kissed her back gently but passionately, she knew she won’t.