Fanfic: In Our Hands - Chlollie

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Title: In Our Hands
Authors: slytherinpunk  and sxymami0909
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “The palms’ don’t lie, Oliver.” Zatanna acclaimed as he snatched his hand away from her grip, “You have a son."
Spoilers: Canon til Season 10 episode 3... And goes AU from there (Oliver never revealed himself as Green Arrow, and Tess never ran Watchtower) runs with the timeline of the five years of Superman Returns.
Pairings: Chlollie
Status: 20/27
Previous Chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen, Chapter Fifteen, Chapter Sixteen, Chapter Seventeen, Chapter Eighteen, Chapter Nineteen
Disclaimer: We do not own Smallville, nor do we claim to own any other characters therefore owned by DC Comics or CW network.
Fic Banner by: dhfreak
Chapter Banners by: sanaazzy
Special Thanks to: dhfreak  and sanaazzy  for contributing their art skills to this story.
Dedicated to: The wonderful sanaazzy  who fell in love with this fic when I shared the first few chapters, and for never letting me give up on this story, even after brainstorming and failing for a year. Thank you so much for everything. ♥





Chapter Twenty

Chloe took a deep breath making sure to hide the conflicting emotions on her face as she called out to Oliver, "Dinner's ready."

Hal had been silent on the phone not sure what to say when he heard the shout in the background. He swallowed hard, "I don't know--I'm not sure how you should go about it, but I know you need to tell her. You've been bottling up your feelings for her for the past six years... It's time to come clean."

Oliver swallowed and nodded, even though Hal couldn’t see it, “Okay, thanks a lot, Hal... Y-You’ve always been a great friend and listener.” He glanced over his shoulder as he heard Chloe set the table, “I have to go but... I’ll call you soon, okay?”

Hal swallowed hard knowing how difficult this was for his friend,"Any time, good luck. And try to have a good night."

“Thanks,” Oliver smiled into the phone. “You too.” He hung up and took a deep breath before standing from the couch and heading for the kitchen. He noticed Chloe at the counter, her back to him as she finished stirring up something and he took his regular seat at the table, a smile making its way to his lips.

“Dinner looks great.” He took another deep breath, inhaling the sweet aroma, “The steak smells delicious. Too bad Connor’s missing out...” He gulped nervously, tapping his fingers on the table to the side of his plate, “Did he come by and get his things for his sleep over? I never heard him come in...”

Chloe wanted to laugh at the fact that he was still keeping up his little charade. She really had thought they were getting somewhere... That they were even starting to possibly be friends again, but she'd been wrong. She should have stuck with her first instincts. She knew he had every right to hate her, but to take away their son? What gave him the right?

She heard him mention something about Connor coming to get his stuff and that was the last straw. She slammed the spoon she was using in the pot and whirled around to face him, a mixture of anger and honest hurt in her eyes.

"Seriously, I'm tired of hearing you attempt small talk Oliver, so would you just spit it out already? I know you want more than this... And you want to take Connor and go off with Dinah and your family, but it's not going to happen. I think I've been good about letting you into our lives... Making a place for you in Connor's heart... Trying to help you reach out to him, but I'm not letting you take him away from me."

Chloe was furious, more with herself at believing that Oliver would want to be a part of their lives than with anything else. "I've said it before now that you know about Connor, I wouldn't try to keep him from you... We can set up visitation if you want, the door is always open to you whenever you want... If you want to go the legal route... I'd understand. But you can't take him... He's all I have. I won't let you raise our son with her."

Her eyes teared up slightly, but she powered on her words stern and forceful as she pointed at him, "When I found out you two were together, it hurt... I knew it would happen, but it still hurt and I won't let Connor get hurt by it too when he finds out who you are to him... I won't. It's not about me or what happened with us. All that matters is Connor, and I won't let him go through the same heartache I did." She stood in front of him, trying to be strong, knowing the emotions in her eyes were giving her away, but at this point she didn't care. He needed to know.

Confusion flashed over Oliver’s face before it was swept away by hurt, “What are you talking about?” His mind tried to reel through everything she was saying, “Dinah? What... What does she have to do with this?” He rose from his chair, standing in front of her, “What do you mean you knew she and I would be together?”

Chloe let out a bitter laugh, tears brimming in her eyes, as she barely kept it together, her hand jerking out as she pointed at nothing while she spoke, "Obviously I knew... I saw the two of you together... You were with her and--" A sob choked the back of her throat as her hand flew to her mouth and she shook her head, voice barely a whisper as she attempted to move past him, "I can't do this..."

Oliver moved to block her from leaving and he grabbed her shoulders, shaking her slightly, “Saw us? What are you talking about Chloe? I wasn’t with Dinah when we were together! What are you saying? Could you make some damn sense?!”

Chloe jerked away from his hands as she yelled in his direction, the dam finally breaking after all these years, tears rolling down her cheeks. "With the god damn helmet, Oliver! When I put it on to find you, I saw everything--I saw what happened with everyone... And I saw you with her, together... Married."

Sucking in a deep breath, she struggled not to break down, her voice lowering, "I saw you with her and when I came back to you after everything... All I kept thinking is: God, here I am so incredibly in love with this man and he's going to leave me for her at some point and break my heart... And I couldn't do it--I couldn't just keep waiting until the day you decided you didn't want me anymore."

She broke down then, a sob falling from her throat as she stared at him, "I couldn't take the thought that one morning I'd wake up and you would just decide it was over... I begged you to stay with me, Oliver..."

Her voice lowered as brown eyes met green ones that were filled with regret, "I begged you and you left anyway... And as I watched you walk out, I realized I couldn't breathe. I had to go or else I wouldn't be able to survive it when you left for real..." Chloe was past trying to hide her tears as she stood there; sobs racking her body while she wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to calm down.

His mouth dropped open, water springing into his eyes as he tried to process everything she was saying. He licked his dry lips, “What?” His voice was quiet as he tried to keep his words from coming out shaken, “Thats... Thats why you left?--Because of some bullshit you saw from some helmet?”

Chloe dropped her arms, anger in her eyes as her voice rose again, "Some bullshit I saw from some helmet? You mean the same bullshit that told me exactly where you were? Or the bullshit that told me how to save you and the team? Or maybe it's the bullshit that showed me Clark leaving earth and coming back as Superman... Don't you dare get indignant with me! Everything that helmet showed me came true... Including your engagement to Dinah... Why wouldn't I leave?"

She moved forward and shoved him lightly as she spoke, pain on her face, "And it's not like it even took you long! When I found out I was pregnant I was determined to protect Connor from getting hurt like I had... But when I went into labor..." She hesitated, voice lowering only slightly as she spoke. "I couldn't do it--You deserved to be there... I wanted you there. I didn't want to have him without you--I needed you... So I took a chance and I called you and she answered your phone."

Chloe moved back putting some distance between them, "At first I was mad... I told myself I didn't need you, that I could do it on my own. But once I was holding him in my arms... I cried for months... I couldn't believe you'd moved on so soon. God Ollie, didn't I mean anything to you? You mean everything to me... And you just... You just moved on...”

Oliver froze, feeling as if his heart had stopped and he paled, "What are you saying...? You tried to reach me?" Confusion and pain filled his eyes, "I never moved on from you!" He felt like she has smacked him across his face, "I loved you then and I love you now! That hasn't changed!"

He shook his head, denial shaking his entire form, "I looked for you for two years before anything ever happened between me and Dinah!"

Chloe's eyes widened, her head shaking frantically; refusing to believe the words she'd been longing to hear for six years as more tears fell from her eyes. "I called you from a hospital in Switzerland... I didn't move here until he was six months old..."

Another short sob left her throat as she pointed at him, anger on her face, "And stop telling me what you think I want to hear!--I know you’re engaged to Dinah. How dare you use the way I feel about you to try and manipulate me! What does she think of you being here, huh? I can't imagine you spending all this time away from her is making her very happy."

Oliver glared at her, "Manipulate you?" He laughed dryly, "Dinah and I broke up before we found you and Connor, I don't even know where she is!" He took a few steps closer to her and cornered her between him and the counter, "You mean your precious helmet didn't show you that?"

Her hands reached behind her as they gripped the counter, knuckles white as an honest look of surprise covered her face. "I..." She licked her lips to moisten them as her mind fell blank; not sure what to say, but if he and Dinah had broken up, then it had to have been recently... Though admittedly, she had stopped trailing, and moved to avoiding all the online tabloids for a glimpse of him once his engagement had been announced.

Her voice was low as she spoke, his proximity making it hard for her to focus, "No it didn't, but it's good to know you would have left me for something that obviously wouldn't have lasted... Glad to know our relationship meant that much."

She tried to push him aside so she could walk away, but he wouldn't let her and she let out a frustrated noise, tears once again brimming in hers eyes as she looked up at him, "What? What could you possibly want from me now? I can't keep doing this with you... It isn't fair to me, Oliver.”

The tears started falling again, but her eyes didn't move from his, "It isn't fair for you to stand here and tell me you still love me when you don't mean it. This might be some kind of tactic for you, I don't know, but it's not for me."

Chloe paused, taking a long, deep breath, "I've never stopped loving you... There's never been anyone since you. All these years I've spent... Hoping you'd find us, that you'd tell me I was wrong... That you wouldn't leave me--That you didn't want her... But I stopped believing in happy endings a long time ago Oliver... And you saying you love me now..."

She choked back a sob, tears coursing down her face, "It hurts... You can't say something like that if you don't mean it... Take it back..." She begged in a pathetic whimper.

He closed the distance between them until there wasn't an inch left, "I do love you damn it!" Leaning in, he cupped her face and forced her to meet his gaze, "I love you, Chloe. How is it everyone, including our six year old son can see that, except for you?"

Oliver brushed his lips against hers, "I love you." He repeated again, "Stop doubting that, please," he pleaded with her, a yearning in his voice as he begged her not to reject him again.

She gazed at him, her heart beating erratically against her chest and when his lips touched hers lightly; a spark she hadn't felt since the last time he kissed her ignited in her body as the last of her barriers collapse down. Chloe knew she couldn't keep fighting what she felt and more than anything she wanted to believe him... To stop thinking so much and throw caution to the wind for a change. And that's exactly what she did.

Her arms wound around his neck as she pressed her body flush against his, her lips capturing his in a rough kiss as she let out a strangled moan. It had been too long since his arms had been around her and when she felt them wrap around her back, a peace fell around her that she hadn't felt in years... Like the piece of her that was missing had finally come home.

Oliver suppressed a groan as he tried to encourage her to open her mouth, his tongue swiftly sweeping over her full lips as his hands slid down her back to grab her hips roughly before he lifted her up onto the counter.

Chloe let out a startled noise, one hand dropping to the counter to steady herself as the other threaded threw the back of his hair, her lips once again on his. She shifted, spreading her legs slightly and pulling him to her as she released his mouth to suck in a long breath, "Oh God... I've missed this... I've missed you.."

She lifted her palm from the counter as she gripped his waist to keep him between her legs as she arched her body against his. Chloe kissed him again, sucking on his lower lip before letting go; her hand in his hair sliding up and down his back as she tried to get as close to him as possible.

A moan emerged from his throat as a shudder rippled through him. One of his hands slid down her leg to the bend of her knee as he lifted it, and held it to the side of his waist while he snaked his other hand in the tangled curls of her hair. “God, Chloe...” He paused long enough to kiss her before pulling back for air, “When I said I wanted more, I meant I didn’t want to settle for weekends and holidays.”

He pulled back far enough so that he could stare down into her eyes, “I want both you and Connor... I want you both there when I come home from work or patrolling or some business trip.”

His hand trailed down from her hair to cradle her neck while he ran his thumb over her cheek gently, “I can’t live without you, Chloe... I know--I’ve tried.” Leaning in, he pressed his forehead to hers and closed his eyes, “Screw that helmet, and fate! I know my place is with you.”

She met his eyes, hands gripping him so tightly that she was sure her nails would leave marks, but she didn't care. Tears pooled in her eyes before they were falling over the edges as she eased up enough to let her hands slide to his face, grasping it in her hands and placing feather light kisses on his cheeks, nose and finally his chin before mating their foreheads together again.

"I'm sorry I left... God, Ollie I'm so sorry... But if you're still willing to give me a chance... If you want to be in our lives... Then I want you here... For everything. Birthdays, soccer games... Everything. There's never been anyone else... It's always been you. It always will be you." She pressed her lips to his in a soft kiss, "I've never stopped loving you... Not for a second." She pulled back slightly, emotions laid bare in front of him as green eyes met brown, "Stay... Stay with us..."

Oliver froze and stared at Chloe, swallowing as his throat got tighter. He had imagined them all moving back to Star City... But this life was the only one Connor had ever known. It wouldn’t be fair to take him away from his friends, and school, and soccer team...

He stared into Chloe’s eyes as she held his gaze, waiting for him to reply with obvious anxiety. His arms circled around her then and with her back in his arms for the first time in nearly years, he realized he had made the mistake of letting her go once, and he wasn’t going to make the same mistake again.

“Whatever you want Chloe...” His breathing was slightly irregular as his heart beat wildly inside his chest, “Queen Industries, Green Arrow... I’d give up anything and everything for you and Connor.”

She paused, frown marring on her face, "No, I don't want that... I..." She could feel his hands caressing her back and her eyes slid shut as she leaned into the touch. It had been too long since he touched her... Since anyone had touched her. She gripped his face tight, words falling from her lips quickly, "We have time, we'll figure out the details later, right now... I need you, Ollie."

Her lips crashed against his, molding and caressing them as she deepened the kiss while gripping the belt loop on his pants, pulling him closer to her. She shifted a little further to the edge of the counter and groaned when their hips came into contact with each other, "Mm..."

“Tell me about it,” said Oliver as he pried his lips from Chloe’s to push her back slightly while his lips trailed down her neck. “We should have had Connor stay the night at Nick’s a long time ago.”

His trail stopped abruptly as her skin disappeared beneath the fabric of her t-shirt and he pushed his hands up underneath the rim before pushing it up and over, removing it from her and tossing it behind him. His mouth dove into the valley of her breasts, kissing and sucking softly before he tilted his head just slightly, showing his appreciation to the oval curves of her chest.

“I can’t count how many times I’ve imagined this... Wanted this...” He murmured against her skin before darting his tongue out to trace the curve of her left breast.

Her hands gripped his head as she arched against his wandering mouth, "Oh Jesus... Me too... So long." Her breathing was already ragged and when one hand came up palming her breast, his thumb brushing across her nipple, she let out a loud moan as a warmth settled low in her belly. She shifted her legs slightly, trying to ease the need that had started to build, but it had been so long for her that her body responded to the smallest touch. His hands set her skin on fire, a rush of moisture hitting her panties from just a few short caresses of his hands and mouth.

Oliver used his nose to nudge her bra away from his path as he captured a bud between his lips before he flicked his tongue over the pert nipple, her moaning only exciting him further. “God, I could take you right here in the kitchen... Not sure I could wait...”

Chloe nodded her head enthusiastically as she pried her hands away from his head and slid them down to the hem of his shirt before sliding them up and underneath the material; fingers lightly caressing his abdomen. She couldn't help the slight movement of her hips as she tried to get closer to him, "We've spent seven years waiting..." She pulled his head away from her breast even as she groaned at the loss.

Her breath was hot against his ear as one hand gripped his neck the other slipping to the waist band of his pants. "I've dreamed of this... God, practically every night. Your hands, your mouth... The feeling of you inside me," she let out a small whimper, voice needy as she sucked his ear into her mouth. "No more waiting... I want you inside of me now... Please," she rubbed her hand against the bulge in his pants as she spoke.

He let out a low his as she palmed him through his jeans, and he closed his eyes tightly, his hands fumbling over her hips and down to the waist band of her jeans. Oliver blew out a low breath slowly, his nails digging into the denim jeans, “Chloe, I don’t want to rush this...”

His cock twitched beneath her touch and he shuddered, “I want this... To be more than fast and hard in the kitchen...”

Chloe pulled her hand away from his jeans and placed it against his stomach and she could feel his muscles clenching beneath her hand. There was a look of pleading in her eyes as she tried to convey to him that this wasn't a one time thing or at least it wasn't for her. "Ollie... We have all night... Connor's gone... I just--Please," she pressed a light kiss against his lips, arching her body against his to bring them closer, voice breathy, "It's been so long..."

Failing to argue with her, Oliver deepened the kiss, his fingers falling over the button and undoing her zipper, “God, I’ve wanted this for so long...” His lips trailed from her lips to her chin, continuing to her neck, “I never thought I would be able to be with you again...”

Chloe moved her hands to his belt, undoing it and pulling it from his pants before tossing it on the floor and popping open the button. She broke away from the kiss to take a deep breath and nodded as she licked her lips, eyes darkened with lust. "Me too... I thought..." She swallowed hard and pursed her lips before sliding the zipper on his pants down. "It doesn't matter what I thought..." She brought her lips back down to his as her small hand slipped into his pants and through his boxers, gripping him firmly.

He moaned into her lips, “Keep doing that and I’m not even going to be able to take your pants off...”

She chuckled and placed a sucking kiss against his ear, warm breath caressing his skin. "Well, what are you waiting for? Some kind of invitation?" She pulled back slightly a glint of that old spark back in her eyes as she leaned back in placing a kiss on his chin as her hand continued to move slowly, "Cause I thought me throwing myself at you was enough of an invitation, hero.”

Oliver let out a short laugh, “Mhm... Well keep touching me to the point of distraction and I won’t be able to accept your invitation.” He smirked at her before removing his hands from her to rid himself of his t-shirt before his hands were back at her jeans.

She arched an eyebrow, but removed her hand from inside his pants and focused on sliding them up his naked chest as she licked her lips, eyes taking in his sculpted chest, fingers circling his nipples, as she spoke voice slightly breathless. "Hmm, if I recall you used to be better at multi-tasking... I guess someone's losing his touch..."

“Not even close,” he pulled her pants off in one tug and bent down enough to place his lips just above her knee. He grinned against her skin when he heard her giggle, “Oh, are you still ticklish there?” He looked up at her with a smug smirk, “My bad...” His lips rose higher up her thigh leisurely.

Her laughter turned into a moan the higher his mouth went. She swallowed hard trying to keep her voice steady as she spoke, "I'd wipe that smug smile off your face... At this point in time you haven't got a thing to be smug about..." She lifted her other leg in an attempt to pull him closer to her, heart racing as his lips reached her inner thigh.

Chloe groaned, letting her head drop back, a hint of tension in her voice, "Seriously... Ollie if you don't up the pace I might be forced to take matters into my own hands..."

He chuckled, his breath feathering across her inner thigh before he slid his finger over her silk panties, “Now why would you want to do that?” His thumb brushed against her, pushing her underwear away to reveal her as he leaned in and caressed her with his mouth, her uneven breathing urging him on as he swept his tongue out to taste her.

Chloe's eyes slid shut at the first stroke of his tongue against her heated flesh. She let out a soft mewling noise as one of her hands shot to his head, fingers tangling in his hair gripping it tightly. She could feel the ache building inside her body and as she sat there splayed on top of the kitchen counter Oliver's head between her legs, she wondered how she'd gone so long without this.

His tongue brushed against her clit briefly and her hips jerked up of there own accord, "Oh god, Ollie... More."

He obliged her begging with slow and steady strokes of his tongue, his lips closing around her as he hummed. He felt her entire body shake around him, her legs quivering on the counter beneath her. Chloe arched up against his mouth as she came crying his name, her body exploding, stars practically floating through her vision as she finally found release.

It had been too long since she’d come like that, her muscles uncoiling as Oliver inhaled to blow a cool breath against her when he started to lose himself and get a little heady. Shaking his head to clear it, he drew back to stand up straight before his hands were at her hips again, lifting her effortlessly into his arms. “Sorry, just realized that a bed is more suited for all the things I want to do to you.”

Chloe groaned, and he shifted so that one arm was behind her knees with the other secured at her back as he turned and headed for the stairs, his nose and lips skimming below her ear.

She moved her lips along his face before pressing several kisses against his chin, thankful he’d opted on carrying her up the stairs since her legs felt like jelly. Before she realized it they were in her bedroom and he was dropping her on the bed gently.

Reaching out for him, her hands immediately went to his pants as she pushed them hastily down his hips. She wanted him so bad she could practically feel him inside of her. When his pants were down to his knees she reached out to pull him on top of her.

He held himself up above her, using all his strength to resist hers as he slipped one hand beneath the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, “You’re still wearing too many clothes.” His eyes flickered up to her bra and he wished he had stripped her down to her bare skin earlier.

Pulling her satin panties down the rest of her legs, he tossed them behind him before pushing back on his knees to stand off the bed. Shucking his pants and boxer briefs completely off, he nodded to her chest, “Remove that before I have to. I know you always hated it when I ruined your undergarments.” He smirked at her as his eyes darkened with lust.

He couldn’t tell if he was dreaming or not, while he had always hoped for something like this to happen between them again, he never imagined it coming true. And as much as he had wanted to rip her clothes apart and take her the second her lips had touched his, he had forced restraint. After waiting seven years for her, Oliver couldn’t ruin this awaited moment between them by not savoring it.

Chloe had doubted his love for her, and while the painstaking truth of her words had felt like an arrow to the heart for him, he was going to make sure he proved to her that he loved her, and he wasn’t about to leave any room for doubt this time.

His eyes followed her movements hungrily as she sat up to undo her bra, slipping the straps of her shoulders in a hurry as she murmured for him again. With a grin, he leaned down to place a kiss over her right hip bone, and then slowly trailed his lips up her skin to her neck as he covered her body fully with his while his mouth returned over hers.

“I love you,” he mumbled across her lips before his tongue slid past her lips and into the cavern of her mouth. His pulsating cock nudged at her entrance with persistence, and Oliver let out a harsh breath as he tangled one hand in her blond hair. “Tell me you love me again,” his voice sounded strained and he knew he couldn’t hold back more than a minute longer.

Chloe met his eyes, and she could feel the slight burn in hers at his words. She swallowed hard and let out a long breath. She was terrified to take that leap... To tell him how much he truly meant to her... How much he'd always meant to her. But he'd just said the words she'd been longing to hear for sevens years and she couldn't help the warmth the overwhelmed her.

It felt as if the dam she'd spent all the years building up around herself had crumbled before him a rush of emotions, spilling forth and filling her and she gripped his face, making sure he understood what she was saying.

Chloe laid underneath him, both physically and emotionally naked as she spoke, voice filled with emotion, "I've loved you since the day you gave me that stupid spoon at the McDougal Inn... And I haven't stopped loving you since. I'll never stop loving you, Ollie... You're it for me. You always were even when I wasn't there and you always will be."

Oliver held her gaze for a moment before closing his lips overs hers fiercely. Nudging her legs further apart for him, he braced himself steady on one arm, his lips molding with hers as he slid inside of
her. A combination of a sigh in relief and a moan escaped him and his hand fell to grip her hip as he rolled his against hers and allowed himself to get lost in the feeling of her.

Chloe bit her lip as she let out a moan, the breath leaving her lungs as he pulled out and sunk back into her. She had missed this... She'd missed him.

She shifted beneath him and winced slightly, her grip tightening on his back, nails unintentionally biting into his skin. She had forgotten what it was like to feel him inside of her, stretching her and even with how wet she was, after forgoing sex for so long it was a tight fit.

Even so, she felt like she was in a dream. For years Chloe had dreamt of what it might be like to have him in there lives... And now she no longer had to wonder. He was there and all she wanted to do was lose herself in this moment, and keep him there forever.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing him to sink deeper into her body and her muscles coiled slightly.

Oliver felt her tense up beneath him and he froze, holding his breath, "Are you okay?" He asked with concern as he slowly drew halfway out of her.

Chloe gripped his mid section to keep him from moving further away from her as she nodded and licked her lips. She didn't want him to move away from her, she'd been waiting years for them to share this kind of closeness again.

She sucked in a deep breath, voice soft and slightly strained when she spoke, "Yeah... I just... It's been... A while, just give me a minute."

Oliver swallowed and nodded, bracing his forehead against hers as he slipped back into her slowly, her heat surrounding his entire length. He placed gentle kisses over her neck as he dipped his fingers between them to stroke her clit in small gentle strokes, “Try to relax.” He tried to sooth into her ear.

She closed her eyes and let out a long breath focusing on the sensations that his fingers were evoking in her body. Her head dropped back onto the pillow as a new wave of moisture flowed through her as he continued to stroke her. She let out another moan, one hand falling from his arm and reaching up, brushing against her nipple as she cupped her breast in her palm. Chloe arched her hips to meet his testing the waters and though she still felt extremely full, the pain was slowly subsiding.

Oliver felt his mouth water as he watched Chloe touch herself and unable to resist, he bent his head inclining toward her breast in her small hand, his tongue falling out to circle her nipple, “God, I don’t know how its possible but you’re even more sexy than I last remember.”

His lips found hers again before he pulled out and sunk back into her, his hips grinding against hers. His tongue stroking hers as he swallowed her moan in his mouth, and he got lost in the feeling of being completely enveloped by her again, finally he thought.

Chloe could feel the pressure building again as she arched her body up, meeting his hips with hers as she disentangled her mouth from his, letting out a small gasp. Her hands moved back around clutching his back while his touch set her body on fire, as if the strokes of his body were reawakening something long forgotten within her, "Oh God, Ollie... More... I need more." She writhed beneath him, body flushing with arousal as she responded verbally to every caress, every kiss as if it were their first time.

He nodded, his hands grabbing hold of her hips as he started to thrust into her, increasing his pace. He flexed his muscles, ignoring the tingling at the base of his spine and uneven breathing as he kept their tempo, murmuring her name over and over.

His name fell from her lips like a mantra as she matched his pace, her body willingly accepting everything he had to give. She could feel herself reaching the edge, nails gripping him tightly as she arched into him; purposefully squeezing hers muscles around him. She was so close, release was within her grasp as he slammed into her and she wanted him to fall over the edge with her.

The sound of his name rolling off her lips in her breathless tone with her nails cinched into his skin as her walls started to tremble around him was the last straw and his muscles tightened and strained beneath his skin. Pounding into her with one final thrust as he felt his climax hit, Oliver’s mouth claimed hers as his fingers left her hip in one last attempt to bring out her orgasm while he lost himself in her completely, her breath becoming his.

Chloe felt herself explode around him at the touch of his finger against her clit. Walls pulsating and squeezing him as she rode out her orgasm and collapsed boneless against the bed, lugs burning slightly as she sucked in air trying to calm her racing heart. And as she laid there, Oliver's sweat soaked body against hers, warmth filled her. Chloe's hands slid up and down his back, caressing him lightly as she held him to her, afraid if she opened her eyes and released him it would all just be a dream.

Oliver proceeded to cover her naked, sweat slick skin with short kisses before removing himself from on top of her and shifting so that he was spooning her from behind as he wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her against him.

“That was incredible,” he sighed in content before dropping kiss to her collarbone. “Please tell me this is real and I’m not going to wake up and find myself alone on the air mattress down stairs,” he propped himself up on his elbow as he glanced down at her with hope filled eyes.

She turned in his arms her hand coming up to cup his cheek, "I was just thinking the same thing... I'm not going anywhere." She swallowed hard, hesitating, voice soft, the vulnerability clear in her face, "Are you?"

Oliver leaned in slowly and captured her mouth with his before pulling back with a grin at his lips as he shook his head, “For the first time, I don’t feel like I’m missing something... You’re stuck with me.”

Her smile beamed back at him as she placed a hand against his chest before moving closer to him, tucking her body into his, "Thank god... Because I'm pretty sure at this point I'd have to kidnap you if your tried to leave." She chuckled lightly and she realized for the first time in a long time there was nothing bitter or sarcastic about it. She leaned in and kissed him, a grin settling on her lips, "I love you..." Her voice trailed off, hands never leaving his body.

He nuzzled his nose to hers, “And I love you, Chloe.” His fingers trailed over her naked skin lightly, “Don’t forget it.”

Chloe nodded, her voice turning serious as she tilted her head back to look into his eyes as she took a deep breath, "I want you to know that I'm sorry... I-I never meant to hurt you, Ollie... And I'm sorry you missed so much," she brushed a thumb across his cheek as she spoke.

“Shh,” Oliver rubbed her back to sooth her. “What matters is we’re together now--We’re a family.” His smile brightened, “And that won’t change.”

She gave him a small smile as she slid a hand across his chest and leaned into his touch, "Promise?"

He placed a kiss to her forehead, “I promise.” He watched her shoulders finally relax as she tried to burrow her body closer to his for warmth. Oliver smiled, his arm tightening around her as they cuddled while he watched her start to drift asleep. Eventually, when his own eyes got too heavy, he gave into sleep, his head resting on hers as he got the best night of rest he could claim in years.

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Authors note: Thank you to everyone who had the patience to keep reading and waited for this chapter ♥