Fic: Chloe/Oliver - Back to the Future 3/? NC-17 chapter
Title: Chlollie-Ween Fic Challenge - Back to the Future 3/?
Author: Cking1575
Fandom: Smallville AU
Pairings: Chloe/Oliver
Rating: NC-17 THERE BE SEX IN THIS CHAPTER!!! BEWARE!! BEWARE!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville/DC or the characters. I am just playing with them.
Summary: A fan fic challenge from Lilmoochie Write a Halloween Chlollie fic.
A/N: *HUGE HUGS and THANK YOUS* to to Lilmoochie for all her help and inspiration when my muse decided to leave and go on vacation! Thanks, Chica! YOU ROCK, SISTA!!!! :D
A/N: I want to THANK!!!! DL-GreenArrow, Slytherinpunk, elidear, Modscho, Connorhawk for helping me to decide on whether or not to put the smut into this fic!!! YOU ALL ROCK!!!! *HUGS* to you all!!!! :D
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Oliver hung up with Emil and looked over at Chloe who was just sitting at her computer completely dazed and not researching like she normally would have been. That wasn’t at all like her.
”Sidekick?” He called to her. She started and looked over at him.
“Yeah?” She called to him pretending to be reading something on the screen.
”Can I talk to you for a moment?” He asked her.
“Sure,” she saved what was on the screen and walked over to him. “What’s up? Did you get through to Emil?”
“Yeah, I did. He’s on his way over here. He should be here in about a half hour. Come on, I’ve got to talk to you.” Chloe watched puzzled as Oliver turned away from her and proceeded to walk into her bed room. He waited for her to follow him into the room before he closed the door, for privacy. He really needed to know what was bothering her, though he probably could hazard a guess if he really tried.
”What’s wrong?” He asked concerned.
“Nothing’s wrong, Oliver, why would you think that something was wrong?” She turned away from him.
“Hmmm oooohhh, I don’t know, maybe it’s because you haven’t said a word in almost 15 minutes? Which, by the way, is completely not like you, especially if you are doing research, you weren’t even seeing the screen that you were pretending to read. So how about you just tell me what’s wrong and let’s fix it?” He sat down on her bed and watched her bit her lip. He could actually see the wheels of her brain turning trying to decide if she should really talk to him about whatever was bothering her. He decided to just wait. His question was asked. He could show patience once in a while.
”Well,” she finally decided to talk to him about what was bothering her; “it’s just...” she started to pace back and forth in front of him. He tried not to smile as he watched her; this behavior was classic Chloe when she was nervous about something. “Well, it’s just that everything is happening so fast, ya know? I mean, our son, Oliver…that boy in the other room is our son. It’s a lot to process all of a sudden.”
”Yes, I know.” He said softly with a gentle smile on his face.
”You are just so accepting of this…of all of this.” She stopped pacing in front of him and waved her hand in an arching movement. “It was only a few months ago that you were ready to destroy yourself…and Jimmy hasn’t even been gone all that long. You dated my cousin and up until just recently you still fancied yourself in love with Lois.” He watched with newly opened eyes as the hurt and fear and anguish played over her face.
”Chloe,” Oliver stood from the bed and walked to her. He grabbed her hands and held them in his own. He brought her closer to him by pressing her hands over his heart as he held her still in front of him. “How can I explain this to you?” He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked at her. He wanted her to be able to see the truth in his eyes…to hear the truth in his words, “I wanted to rekindle what Lois and I had shared for a couple of reasons. I am not in love with her anymore. I haven’t been for sometime. I knew then when I talked to Lois that I wasn’t in love with her. To be completely honest with you and with myself, I was running from the one woman who I am really in love with. I was trying to recapture a time in my life where my life wasn’t so chaotic. A time when I knew what was what. When I knew who I was…I knew who I had fun with…who I loved. And I did love Lois, once upon a time, but what I felt for her, is nothing compared to what I feel for this other woman.” His chocolate eyes locked onto her green eyes silently willing her to understand, “Lois could never be my hero, for as strong as she is, she could never go to the depths of darkness that this woman has gone to for me. Lois could never pull me out of my pit of despair; as much as she would try she wouldn’t succeed. No, only the woman I am one hundred percent in love with, who I have been in love with for a long while, could rescue me, and could be the hero I needed her to be in my darkest hour. That woman is and always will be you, Chloe. I may call you sidekick, but what I am really saying with my heart is ‘my hero’. So, to see that I have a child and that child was made with you, my heart is the fullest it has ever been. Yes, this is happening really fast. But I know an opportunity when I see it and I am not letting this one go by. I know it’s kind of scary, Chloe, but it’s also exciting and freeing. I can tell you that I love and adore you and that little boy is the proof of our love. Don’t you see, we aren’t rushing the relationship…we have been building this foundation for years?”
“Oliver,” Chloe said breathlessly, never had she expected him to tell her all that, let alone that he loved her. Tears welled in her eyes as she fought her emotions. “I love you too. I never thought that you would ever return my love. I think I have been in love with you from the moment we met in Clark’s barn. I have never believed in love at first sight, but in that single moment in time when I met you something just clicked and I felt an explosion of emotions envelope me.” She smiled a watery smile at him, “Ask Clark sometime, what I said once you left.”
“I’ll do that.” He smiled at her.
“We haven’t even kissed yet and we already have a child, will we ever do anything normally?” She joked with him.
”Being normal is highly over rated, Sidekick.” He leaned in and his lips captured her is a kiss so filled with passion that it curled her toes. They were rudely interrupted by Oliver’s phone ringing; slowly Oliver pulled his lips from hers and pressed his forehead against hers. A playful growl escaped his throat as he reached for his phone. On the third ring, just before the call was sent to voice mail, he answered without looking at who was calling.
”This had better be important.” Oliver answered the phone trying to get his breathing under control.
“Oliver, it’s Emil. I am sorry, but there has been a rather large accident on I-70. The patients are arriving momentarily. I have to stay in the ER. They need me. I will come over as soon as I can.”
”How about you just come over tomorrow? Go home and get some rest after you are done in the ER, really we can wait until the morning.” Oliver said. He didn’t want his friend to be exhausted.
“Thank you, Oliver, really.” Oliver could hear the hospital paging Emil in the background. “I’m sorry to cut this short, but I have to go. I will call you in the morning before I stop by. Thanks again, Oliver.” He said before he hung up.
Oliver took a deep calming breath and put his phone back into his pocket.
”What was that all about?” Chloe said as she pulled her head back from his to look at him.
”Emil won’t be able to come by tonight, he’s needed at the hospital. Apparently, there was a large accident on I-70 tonight and the victims of the accident are being sent to Met Gen.”
”Oh poor Emil. Oh those poor people.” Oliver could see the heart break that she was feeling for the injured people. She really was an amazing woman with a heart larger than another he had known.
He chastely kissed her lips and pulled her over to the bed. He sat her down on the edge of the bed and then kneeled at her feet so that they were eye to eye. Slowly he cupped her cheek and once again returned his lips to her, though this time it was much slower yet just as passionate kiss.
“Do you believe that I love you?” He asked her once he removed his lips from hers.
”Yes.” She answered him breathlessly.
“You know, it nearly killed me to watch you marry Jimmy.” He confessed. “It took everything in my power to not run up to the alter when the JP asked, ‘if anyone has any objections to the union of this man and this woman, speak now or forever hold your piece.’ I knew in my heart that you were marring the wrong man, but you seemed so happy.”
”I was just pretending. I had gotten myself so wrapped up with everything; honestly, I just wanted the wedding over with. I won’t lie to you and tell you that I didn’t love Jimmy, because I did. He was very important to me, but I settled. I knew that what we had wasn’t that epic romance that they make movies about, what we shared was a quiet love…a first love. I know now that our marriage would never have worked. He and I were of two completely different worlds. I think that’s why I didn’t contest the divorce. I was sad that my marriage hadn’t lasted really past the ceremony but I was also relieved that I had been given an out. I knew I was with the wrong man. I was in love with someone else who I wished had spoken out when he had wanted to. I love you, Oliver.” Oliver thought that his cheeks were going to split his smile was so wide.
”Say it again, Sidekick, please.” She smiled adoringly at him and cupped his cheek.
“I,” she leaned in and kissed him quickly and then pulled back, “love,” she leaned and captured his lips again. She pulled back and waited until he opened his eyes and looked at her questioningly waiting for her to finish what she was saying, “you,” she said softly her heart swelled and love for him poured from her every pore. He smiled tenderly as he watched her lean in once again towards his lips and sighed when her lips touched his. He almost felt complete. The hole in his heart that had been torn out when his parents died was being repaired by his love for Chloe and the knowledge that he was finally going to have a family once again.
Oliver stared into Chloe’s eyes completely entranced with her. His fingers combed through her hair as they traveled down to her neck, gently massaging her shoulders. He was hungry for her, his eyes told her that as they blazed his fiery desire to her. He moved his fingers back up to the nape of her neck and gently tugged her to his lips. He wanted her more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. But he wanted this to be about them…he wanted their first time together to be about cementing the love that had been growing between them, not about making a baby that would one day grow into the little boy in the room down the hall with Bart and AC.
“Oliver,” Chloe whispered as she resisted his tug for their lips to meet again, seeing in his gaze exactly where he wanted to take them, “we can’t, not now. Everyone is here. Victor is just outside that door. What if Clark comes back? What if Connor or Jonny needs us? What if…”
“Shhh, Sidekick. I want this to be about us. Look, no one is going to come in here. Victor saw us come in here and probably figures that we have a lot to talk about so he will keep the others out. As for the little boys…there are three…well, two grown men out there and one semi -grown man. I am sure that they can handle them for a little while on their own. I need to feel you. I need to show you how much I love you. I need for us to be connected for us, not just for Connor. Sidekick, I need you like the air that I breathe.” He lovingly brushed the hair away from her face.
They deeply looked into each other's eyes and Chloe could feel his love for her radiate from his chocolate depths. She didn’t need but a moment to make her decision. He blissfully watched her reach her decision while he stared into her dark green eyes. He leaned forward and captured her lips not giving her time to change her mind. His kiss was so different from any other kiss that she had ever experienced. It was more mature, less playful, yet more urgent coming from him. Their tongues brushed together with such electricity that they forgot to breathe. It was gentle, yet hungry. She could tell he had waited a long time for this. He seemed to be committing every part of her kiss to memory. He slowly slid his fingers into her hair leaving his thumbs out on either side of her face pulling her mouth closer to his all the while his thumbs caressed her cheeks. After a few more seconds they parted breathlessly each gasping for air…Oliver raggedly spoke, “Chloe, I need to touch you. May I touch you please?” He practically begged for her consent.
Chloe’s heart skipped a beat before she answered. She knew that they shouldn’t go any farther than kissing but she was having tremendous trouble reigning in her own lust for him she wasn’t sure she could wait any longer herself. She wanted to be with him. She wanted to give him not only her heart and soul but her body too. She wanted him to know just how much she craved his touch. She nodded her head yes smiling very shyly as he began to unbutton her blouse. And though she was still acutely aware of the others just outside the door, she closed her eyes in wonderment as she felt his warm calloused skinned hand on her pale delicate skin. She felt positively naughty consenting to do what they were going to do.
As Oliver finished unbuttoning her shirt he slowly removed the fabric from first her right shoulder and sensuously striping the sleeve from her arm, gently he kissed her skin before he moved over to her other shoulder where he repeated the same technique leaving her all but bare before his eyes. If this had been any other man, Chloe would have been self conscious being shirtless before him, but he looked at her with such unadulterated love and desire that she just felt complete trust in him, something that she had never felt with any one else.
Very slowly he rose to stand before her, grasping her hands he pulled her to stand with him. Her knees abutted the bed, his hands roamed freely over her torso coaxing melodious moans from her lips. He stepped in even closer to her, she could feel the warmth of his body envelope her. She could suddenly smell his masculine scent. There was a faint smell of shower gel, but the rest was all Oliver. She hadn’t ever been aroused by just a man's scent before; it almost made her knees buckle. His eyes stared deeply into hers, speaking volumes without words. He wanted her. He loved her. He would cherish her. He would pleasure her. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her flush up against his body as he bent his head to nuzzle at her neck. She moaned as he teased her neck with his tongue. His hands swiftly undid the clasp of her bra and he gently removed it from her. Once her bra was gone he stepped back to look at her, and though his eyes devoured her, she not once thought to cover herself. She proudly stood before him bare from the waist up.
“God, you are beautiful, Chloe.” He moved to take her in his arms once again but her hand on his chest stopped him. He just stared at her a bit afraid that she was going to ask him to stop.
”I think that you are a bit over dressed, Oliver.” She smirked at him as she stepped forward closing the distance between them. He held his breath as her tiny hands began to rub sensuously over his chest and moved down over his stomach to the waist band of his jeans. He was wearing only a gray tee shirt so she tugged it from his jeans and slid her hand underneath as she continued to explore his skin with her soft feathery touch. He exhaled raggedly as her hands rose up to his chest she caressed each nipple in turn hoping that he would return the gesture soon because she was aching to be touched, but she wouldn’t let him touch her until she had removed his shirt. She wanted to feel him skin to skin, chest to breast. He raised his arms above his head as she pulled the tee shirt up to his chin and even bent slightly at the waist so that she could remove his tee shirt all the while smiling lovingly at her. Their eyes only broke contact as the material of his shirt was pulled over his face for that brief second. The instant that she had the shirt removed Oliver grabbed her and pulled her flush against his chest…she wasn’t the only one who wanted to feel the warmth of skin on skin contact. As he pulled her flush against him she could finally feel the evidence of his desire for her as his hardness pulsed through the denim of his jeans against her belly.
He brushed the hair away from her face and they continued look into each other's eyes…his asking silently for permission to continue and hers answering affirmatively. He lowered his head and captured her lips with his once again and this time the kiss was seductive. Their lips and tongues danced an erotic dance together as he began to once again caress her body, expertly guiding her body with pleasure. He ever so slowly lowered her to the bed and followed her. She laid on her back staring up at him as his eyes, followed by his hand traveled the expanse of her body. He softly caressed her breasts bringing her pebbled hardened nipples even more taunt as his fingers began to descend lower over her stomach. As he glided over her side she squirmed just a bit and giggled, and he realized she was a bit ticklish. He smirked cataloging that piece of information away for another time. As much as he wanted his hand to continue its journey below the waistband of her skirt he also wanted to take this slowly. He wanted to memorize every nook…every cranny of her. His heart raced with excitement and his breath quickened as he tried to stall the lust that was beginning to take over his brain.
She watched him through half lidded eyes enjoying his caress but wanting and needing a bit more. She realized that he was just going to take this too slowly for her liking so she was going to have to speed him a long. As Oliver continued to lightly caress her skin, Chloe decided to take matters into her own hand, literally. Just as leisurely as he was doing, she began to caress his chest, distracting him with one hand as the other maneuvered up from her side to his side just above the waist of his jeans. Slowly, carefully, she caressed her way over in between their bodies and played with the button of his jeans as her other hand moved over his shoulder. She shifted slightly turning onto her side a bit entwining her leg in between his. Oliver too shifted and finally caught onto what she was trying to do. He smiled at her and just pulled back a bit to allow her to unzip his jeans and slide her hand inside. He closed his eyes at the feel of her fingers gliding over his boxer clad erection. Hearing him moan, Chloe smirked, really enjoying the sound and really wanting to make him moan again, she ran her fingers against his throbbing member again but a bit harder this time. She was rewarded with another, louder moan.
”Ollie,” she whispered to him making him open his eyes to look at her again, “I want to see you. I want to touch you. I want to feel you. Please.” She pleaded with him, gone was her insecurity about the others figuring out what they were doing in her bedroom. Her insecurity was replaced by need, by want, by her desire to love Oliver. He smiled at her and once again pulled her from the bed.
”Your wish is my command.” He smiled at her as he shucked off his shoes and pushed both his jeans and his boxer down and off in a single swift movement, without hesitation. Chloe watched his jeans and boxers pool to the floor and as he stepped out of his pants he kicked them off to the corner of the room. He stood before her nude awaiting her verdict of his body. She stared in awe of his beauty; to her he looked like a statue of a Greek god that she had seen in a museum when she was younger. His pulsing manhood stood proudly at attention in front of him. She looked him in the eyes, her awe readable in her expression.
“You are beautiful, Oliver.” She said to him softly. She lightly touched his chest with her tiny hand and dragged it down his body pleasurably as she kneeled in front of him only taking her eyes from his to look at his manhood. She felt the need to worship him, to pay homage to the man that she adored above all others. Oliver took a deep breath steeling himself against the pleasure he knew she was going to give to him. He couldn’t stop the moan that started in the back of his throat as she tenderly cupped his balls rolling them in her palm. She smiled and looked up at him enjoying the sounds that he was making as she caressed him. He watched her, his eyes dark and hungry, she didn’t break eye contact with him as she moved her other hand from his stomach to grasp him at the base of his cock. He nearly growled at her as she teasingly squeezed his balls. She licked her lips in anticipation. She watched fascinated as liquid escaped from the slit on the head of his cock and seeing his need escape was the last straw for her. She lowered her lips to his head wanting to taste him. He shuddered almost violently as her lips encased the head of his cock and she began to suck him in deeper within her mouth. His hands immediately gripped her head guiding her. His moans grew louder as she began to stroke him at the base of his rod meeting her lips about half way down his shaft. She bobbed as she sucked, she swirled her tongue around the head as she rolled and squeezed his balls. He knew he wasn’t going to last very long under her gifted tongue. He began to rhythmically thrust into her mouth as she sped up her bobbing and he threaded his fingers into her hair. His moans became louder and more frequently as she sucked him in deeper and harder. She wanted him to orgasm. She wanted to taste him. He finally closed his eyes, his breath came in ragged gasps, he fought her for control over his own body but she was winning and she knew it. She watched him, enthralled with his response to her. She could tell that he was getting close to coming…he was thrusting a bit harder, a bit quicker, his moans turned into groans, his breaths came in short gasps and sweat started to bead on his forehead.
Oliver felt his control slipping. His need to orgasm short circuited his brain. His body was crying out for release. “Chloe,” he grounded out between his clenched teeth, “Chloe, I can’t hold on much longer.” He let go of her head completely expecting her to move away so that he wouldn’t come in her mouth. But she didn’t move from him. Her head continued to bob. Her hand continued to stroke him. Her lips continued to suck him in, deeper, harder, pulling his orgasm from his body. She knew that he was going to come, she wanted him to. With a loud groan, even to his own ears, he gripped her head once again and with one final thrust into her mouth he let go and shot his hot creamy fluid into her welcoming mouth. He watched her milk him dry, not a single drop of his essence had escaped her lips. To him, she was positively the most enchanting woman he had ever met.
His heart just swelled with love for her as he watched her smile up from her kneeling position with her swollen lips. He smiled down at her and helped her rise to her feet. He lowered his head and captured her lips, the kiss was supposed to only be a quick thank you for what she had done for him, but he had gotten a taste of himself mixed with her and his hunger for her flared once again.
He growled almost ferally as he quickly striped her of the remaining articles of clothing she had. Once she stood before him just as naked as he was, he scooped her into his arms and carried her back to the bed. He deposited her gently onto the mattress as he made himself comfortable between her legs his upper body supported on his forearms. Oliver shifted slightly holding most of his wait on his left arm so that his right hand could explore her supply body. It was her time to squirm…her time to come. It was his turn to taste her. He smiled at her wickedly just before he began to kiss his way down her body. He was going to make her scream his name and he didn’t care who heard them. He grinned as her moans grew louder as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his teeth and his tongue alternated between nibbling on her then soothing her with his tongue only to nibble on her again as he lips continued to suck. He would alternate between her breasts as he used his mouth on one; he would use his hands to massage the other. Chloe could feel the wetness pool in her core which each nibble or touch…she got wetter and wetter. Her moans grew in volume too. Her moans were music to his ears. He continued to suck on her breast as his hand stopped kneading her breast and began to caress lower soft featherlike touches fluttered over her stomach and her hip as he teased his way to her hot core. He played with the curls at the junction between her thighs for a moment; he was thrilled to feel the wetness that had seeped out of her. Reveling in the wetness that he found, he began to slowly trace the outer rim of her nether lips. He took his mouth from her breast and kept his finger poised, tickling her entrance until she looked at him. He smiled at her when she opened her eyes, seeing her eyes cloudy with lust for him delighted him.
“Seems you enjoyed what you did to me almost as much as I did.” He said as he played with the wet curls at her entrance, teasing and enticing her. Her hips moved of their own accord, she really wanted him to touch her. She was aching for him to touch her. “What do you want?” he asked quietly as he moved his finger to trace the outside of her nether lips again, casually he would dip his finger between her lips as he traced them. She moaned but that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted to hear her tell him what she wanted. “What do you want?” he asked again, the timber of his voice causing shivers to travel down her spine, and more heat to travel to her nether regions.
”Oliver,” she moaned.
“Yes, Sidekick?” He answered.
“Please,” She begged him as her hips spasmed again trying to get his finger to where she wanted him to touch her.
”Please, what?” he whispered into her ear and then began nibbling on her lobe all the while he still traced and teased her below.
“Please touch me. I need you to touch me. I’m on fire, Ollie, and only you…only you can put it out. Please, Oliver.”
“As you wish,” he whispered into her ear as his index finger and his middle finger slid in between the folds of her nether lips and was enveloped in her moist heat. They both groaned in pleasure, she from the feel of him touching her, and he from the feel of how ready her body was for him. He moved his fingers in and out of her in a leisurely rhythm occasionally brushing his thumb against her clit. Chloe gasped and arched her back taking his fingers into her deeper, her eyes closing again. Oliver groaned at her reaction and then pressed his thumb lightly against the sensitive buddle of nerves as he continued to move his fingers within her. "Open your eyes, Sidekick." he commanded softly in a strained voice. She opened her heavy lidded eyes to look at him. Oliver held her gaze, moving his fingers and thumb a little faster, he could feel her inner muscles tighten around him; he knew she was close to orgasming. "I want to watch you. I want to see your soul, as I make you come," he said to her huskily, his eyes once again dark with desire. Her hazy brain could barely understand what he was saying, but she locked her eyes with his, she couldn't look away as she thrusted her hips against his hand, "Oliver," she moaned tossing her head back and forth as she felt her orgasm rising within her. He smiled down at her; he loved the sound of her moaning his name, he could feel himself growing hard again.
"I’m going to make you come for me, Sidekick." He whispered as he curled his fingers slightly moving them in and out of her in a ‘come hither’ motion hitting that spot that he knew would send her over the edge into oblivion as he also used his thumb to rub and tap her clit, slowly moving it around in a circle. She moaned louder and she closed her eyes again unable to keep them open through what he was causing her to feel. His voice, his touch, he was the most erotic person that she had ever met. Her hips thrusted to meet his fingers she was close she could feel her orgasm building and then he slowed his rhythm. He all but stopped moving his fingers, he didn’t taking them out from her body and he continued to press lightly on her clit, stalling her orgasm…he was toying with her, not allowing to climax just yet. He enjoyed watching her in the throes of her passion. His lips lowered and captured hers, and he chuckled a bit as she growled her displease at him for denying her. “Patience, Sidekick, trust me when you come for me you will feel like you are shattering into a million pieces.” As he spoke he rubbed her clit just a bit and he removed his fingers from her completely. His dark brown eyes were almost black with desire as he pierced Chloe with his gaze and held hers enchanted while she tried to calm her body. With the grace of a man who has had plenty of experience he moved his body lower over her body, teasing her overly sensitive skin with the feel of his body sliding down hers. She groaned as his chest made contact with her stomach…she knew where he was heading. Her scent wafted up to him as he lowered his head to her stomach kissing her just below her naval. She smelled like heaven to him, her juice called to him as though he were a man dying of thirst and she had the nectar to revive him. He licked his lips in anticipation shot a quick glance up to her and smirked as his eyes locked onto hers before he lowered his lips to her core. He spread her nether lips with the fingers that had just been inside of her. He feverishly licked her entrance, tasting her, devouring her; her taste was completely unlike anything he had ever tasted in his life…completely unique just like the woman she was. He watched her from between her legs as he once again stirred her passion to the boiling point. When he was done tasting her essence his tongue encircled her clit and he grabbed her upper thighs pulling her closer to him. Chloe couldn’t help herself; she threw her head back, arched her back and dug her heels into the mattress. She pushed against him, moaning louder and louder as her climax once again built within her body. Hearing her spurned him on faster and harder…he wanted her to scream his name, he wanted to bring her the most pleasure that she had ever experienced. He once again inserted his fingers. He curled his fingers slightly inside her again, moving them in and out of her in a ‘come hither’ motion hitting that spot that he knew would send her over the edge into oblivion as he also continued to suck her clit and used his tongue to apply a bit of pressure, slowly swirling it around in a circle. He continued to mercilessly in spite of her thrashing against him, he could feel her reaching her climax. Her inner walls began to spasm around his fingers, her moans grew louder, and she grinded against him. And with one last thrust of his finger and a swirl of his tongue he sent her over the edge into oblivion and he was rewarded by her screaming out his name. Oliver moaned as her juices flowed into his mouth as he listened to her scream his name.
Once she finally stopped coming, Oliver removed his lips from her core and kissed her thigh, slowly he slid his body back up above hers. Her heaving chest made erotic contact with his and she felt his hardness poke at her core. He smiled down from above her as he brushed the sweat damp hair from her face. He waited patiently for her to come back to herself. Her eyes opened and she looked up into his.
Letting out a long sigh of contentment and a giggle Chloe smiled up at Oliver as she caressed his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath her palm. "That was," she tried, but words seemed inadequate at that moment to express what he had done to her.
"That was my pleasure," he said as he shifted his weight so that his body was still touching hers but not crushing her and he bent down and kissed her neck.
"No, it was entirely my pleasure," she giggled and he chuckled before his lips captured hers..
Gently parting his lips from hers, Oliver grew serious as he stared deep into her green eyes, emotion filling his brown ones. "I love you, Chloe, I really do." he whispered.
His words made her heart flutter, she felt an overwhelming burst of love for him and her spirit soared. She smiled up at him brightly and moved her hand to the base of his neck and drew his lips to hers. She kissed him with all the love and the passion that she had in her. He was hers. He was her heart and her soul and she knew that he was the only man in the world that she would ever love like that. When she ended the kiss he kept his eyes closed for a moment and sucked in a deep breath before opening them to stare at her again. His eyes were his vulnerability, they showed her exactly what he was feeling and the emotions welling deep within the dark pools made tears well in her eyes. He loved her; she saw it in his eyes. To her, his eyes were definitely the windows to his soul.
"I love you, Oliver, always and forever." She kissed him again; her life suddenly never felt so right. Her lips left his and breathlessly she spoke, “Oliver, I want you inside of me, completing me.”
She maneuvered her hand and grasped his shaft firmly, and Oliver’s low guttural moan escaped his mouth as Chloe guided him into her. He began to move into her slowly as Chloe’s hand still guided him, filling her where she ached to be filled by him; she opened herself to him body, heart, and soul. He entered her deliberately slow, almost leisurely. His mouth hungrily devoured hers again in an attempt to calm his body before he completely sheathed himself deeply within her. He knew that once he was completely submerged within her fiery heat, he would loose all conscious thought and they both would be running on pure instinct. He wanted this moment of completion, this moment of clarity, this perfect moment of union to last and never end. However, the instant she moaned and he realized that he was completely sheathed within her, his instinct demanded control. And so he lost himself within in her, not knowing where he ended or where she began. They danced the erotic dance that man and woman have danced since the beginning of time.
Their mouths captured each others moans; their fingers locked together in an embrace of their own, and their bodies met each other equally, thrust for thrust. He groaned softly as she meet his movements with her own. Oliver thrusted faster, harder, yet she still met him thrust for thrust. There were no awkward movements; no second guessing the other, there was just fluid motion. Their bodies were moving quicker, the thrusts getting shorter, harder, and wilder. Oliver grabbed Chloe’s legs behind her knees pulling them slightly higher, angling her hips so that his thrusts were deeper. Chloe moaned her approval.
She could feel the climax building. Her moans became louder as the climax continued to grow. She scratched at Oliver’s back, burying her finger tips in the hard flesh pulling him closer, she needed him nearer. A few more thrusts and she was barely able to contain herself. Her breath came in short gasps. Her body tightened and prepared for orgasm. She called out Oliver’s name in ecstasy as her body seized up convulsing with pleasure. Oliver felt the spasms of her inner walls around his manhood which sent him over the edge to oblivion. He erupted within her, calling her name and filling her with his seed. Shuddering, he collapsed on top of her until the pleasure spasms left his body. Shifting his weight because he didn’t wish to crush her beneath him, and not wanting to disconnect their bodied yet, he gathered her against his chest and rolled them so that she was lying on his chest still connected as one. They breathed deeply, trying to slow their panting as they both relaxed.
Chloe settled her head on top of Oliver’s chest and wrapped her arms around his body as much as she could. He smoothed her tussled hair with his hands. He pulled the sheet up and over them, kissed the top of her head, and wrapped his arms around her back pulling her closer. She purred in contentment as Oliver held her. No words passed between them as they drifted off to exhausted, satisfied sleep. They were still connected physically, but more importantly connected spiritually by love.
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Victor smirked knowingly as he watched Chloe follow Oliver into the bedroom. He knew that no matter how cool she was on the outside that Chloe was absolutely freaking on the inside over the whole Ollie/sex/kids thing, because he wasn't sure if Oliver had noticed or not but he sure did...Chloe hadn’t' said a word in over 15 minutes. And that was so unlike her. So, when certain noises began to emanate from the room that they were in, he began to chuckle and turned on music to drown them out. There was no need for anyone else to hear what was happening behind that closed door.
Bart came out of the room that he had been in with the two little boys and AC muttering something about “those damned rugrats” as he was trying to get something green out of his hair.
“Where’s the Boss man and Licious?” he asked Victor. To answer Bart’s question Victor turned down the music and Bart’s eyes widened exponentially.
“Is that…? OH. MY. GAWD! Please tell me…No! OK! OK! OK turn on the music! Oh for the love of God, turn it back on! I do NOT need to hear that! And we don’t need the rugrats hearing that either.” He shivered dramatically, “And I thought I needed a shower before…that was just all sorts of nasty.” He said shaking his head in disbelief as he walked back into the room. Moments later AC came running out of the room as though his pants were on fire.
”Really?” he asked Victor with a smirk so once again Victor lowered the volume of the music and the rhythmic thumping of headboard meeting the wall mixed with a female and male moaning met AC’s ears. AC chuckled as he signaled to Victor to turn on the music again. “I guess that’s what they’ll call not leaving anything to chance.”
“Or maybe they just wanted to practice a bit before the 3 day ‘fuck-a-thon’.” Victor said as he smirked at AC.
“Dude, this info is soo going to be worth its weight in gold. Just imagine the blackmail possibilities.” Ac was still chuckling as he walked back into the room. Victor just shook his head at AC and turned the music back up. He couldn’t wait to see AC try to use this situation to his advantage with Oliver and Chloe.
Hours later the music was still blaring, the roar of TV, and Bart and AC bickering over who shot who assaulted the ears of both Chloe and Oliver as they emerged from her bedroom.
“So, is everyone taking a break?” Oliver snarked at the guys. Victor turned down the music. AC and Bart paused their game and stopped bickering. All eyes turned to Chloe and Oliver, but it was Victor who snarked back.
”Well,” he started. He couldn’t stop the smirk that made its way onto his face, “not that we exhausted ourselves as physically as you two did, but yeah, we’re taking a break.”
”What’s that supposed to mean?” Oliver asked. Chloe said nothing but managed to maneuver her way behind Oliver. She had a sinking suspicion that they knew exactly what she and Oliver had been doing in her room for the last two and a half hours.
“Well, let’s just say that I’m surprised that you two started so soon. I thought that you were going to wait to talk to Emil before you consummated your newly discovered relationship?” Victor said while still smirking. His question was his polite way of letting them both know that he and the other guys knew what they had done. Oliver’s eyes widened with realization to what Victor was saying. He hoped that the teasing wasn’t going to be too tough especially with Chloe right here.
“Ahhh, how’d you know?” Oliver asked.
“Dude, the walls really aren’t that thick. Yeah, we had to keep the music on loudly so that the rugrats wouldn’t hear you two.” AC said to Oliver. Chloe buried her face into Oliver’s back and groaned.
“Yeah, that would be part of the noise, Tower. Who’d ever think that you’d be so loud?” AC smirked while Victor chuckled and Bart semi-smiled at the couple, but the scowl from Oliver stopped the chuckling and the smirking. It was one thing to tease him like that but he wouldn’t let them cause Chloe to become self conscious about their lovemaking. He loved how responsive she was to his touch and how vocal she became while they loved each other. “Dude,” AC said not noticing that Chloe was now stepping out from behind Oliver to stand next to him, she wasn’t going to let him take the ribbing from their friends on his own. “Lighten up! She wasn’t the only one who was loud in there. You must have been really enjoying what she was doing because, HOLY CRAP, man. I’ve been around when you’ve gotten lucky before and I’ve never heard you.” Just as he was about to go one teasing Oliver a small black slipper shoe went flying in the air and hit him up side the head. Victor burst out laughing and Bart chuckled as he watched AC stare dumbfounded at the little blond spit fire that was now standing in front of Oliver, face red and eyes blazing at AC.
“OW!” AC said as he rubbed the side of his head that she had hit with her shoe, “what’cha do that for?”
“I thought that I might knock some sense into that water logged brain of yours, Fishman. What Oliver and I shared in that room was 1) none of your business, 2) was the most pleasurable experience of my life thus far, 3) NOT fodder for jokes, teasing, or blackmail! Am I understood!?” Chloe didn’t yell at them but she sternly addressed them all as she gripped her other shoe in her hand ready to be lobbed at the next person who had a smart ass remark about them.
A chorus of “yes,” came from the three men who all looked thoroughly chastised for their teasing.
“Good. Now Bart, can you please bring me my shoe?” She had her shoe in her hand before she finished her sentence. She looked to thank him but was struck mute by the sadness in his eyes. Through out their whole teasing, Chloe realized that Bart hadn’t said a word, he smiled, he chuckled but she just realized that smile he smiled didn’t reach his eyes, or that the laughter wasn’t the same jovial laughter that touched her heart.
“Bart?” she question him causing Oliver’s eyes to snap to the young man and once he saw him, Oliver closed his eyes suddenly understanding what Chloe was seeing. The sadness from him, what a day this must have been for Bart. Oliver at once attempted to put himself into Bart’s shoes. He took a deep breath when he realized that this was a lot for the young man to take in all at once. He felt like a heel, they all knew that Bart harbored a crush for Chloe. Just as he was about to ask him if he wanted to go talk somewhere, Bart spoke up to Chloe.
”Awww Licious, don’t you worry yourself about me. I’m fine. I can see that you are happy. It’s been too long since I’ve seen you this happy, and yeah, I wish it were me that made you glow the way you are glowing, but I know it’s Ollie here that makes you glow. And as much as I hate to admit it, but my nephew is one very cool little dude…minus the whole playdo in my hair incident…” everyone chuckled, “I would really like to see those little guys in the future and I know for that to happen you have to make it with Boss man, but I am glad to see that you both make each other happy too.” Chloe stepped up to Bart and wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. Bart closed his eyes and savored the feel of her in his arms. “I still wish it were me that made you happy, Licious.” He whispered to her. She squeezed him a bit tighter, but then whispered back.
“You’ll find her, Bart, the one you should be with. She’s out there.” She kissed his cheek as she left his embrace.
”I hope so, Licious, but don’t think that just because you are with the Boss man that I am going to stop flirting with you.” He smirked at her before completely letting go over her.
“Oh, I hope not!” She smiled at him. Oliver even chuckled at him. Bart smiled at them then went back over to the video game.
“So,” Victor started tentatively not wanting to be in Chloe’s line of fire, “to get back to my original question…I thought that you two were going to wait and speak to Emil before you…aaahhh, ya know?”
“Ahhh, yeah about that, this…what happened tonight, yeah that really had nothing to do with Connor, tonight was about Chloe and me and that’s that. Besides we’re not even sure if she can get pregnant right now.” Oliver looked over at Chloe who had been nodding in agreement up until that very last statement but instead of her nodding in agreement with him; he watched her face drain of color as what he said had finally sunk into her sex hazy brain.
”Oliver.” She said softly. He raised an eyebrow at her to acknowledge that she had his full attention, “condom?” Oliver closed his eyes, that one word was enough to remind him that they hadn’t used any type of protection.
”You’re not on the pill, are you?” He asked her softly. She shook her head no. “Shit, you don’t think?”
“Nah,” she shook her head again, not wanting to believe what she was thinking. “but I need to look at a calendar to know for sure.”
“Ok,” Oliver said skeptically as he walked over his desk and grabbed his calendar, “how is this going to tell you anything?” He watched her as she found a certain day and then began to count. She did this about two more times before she answered him. The other guys watched her too; curious about what was going on.
“So, aaahhh, we know that Connor is 6 going to be 7 years old on Halloween but does anyone know what year he was born?” She looked up from the calendar but all the guys were just shaking their heads no. “Great.” She said in an exasperated voice.
”Ok Sidekick, you’ve kept us in suspense long enough, what is going on in that head of yours and what’s it got to do with my calendar?”
“Ok so, remember that biology lesson from earlier, prepare yourselves because we are having part 2 of that class right now.” She watched as all the guys looked a bit squeamishly at her, even Oliver didn’t look very comfortable with where she was going. “There is a way for a woman to track her fertility cycle. It’s an old method for those women who don’t want to use birth control. It’ a method called the rhythm method. What I know about the rhythm method is that it’s based on three ideas. 1) That a woman ovulates 14 days after her period begins, give or take a day. 2) That sperm can survive inside a woman for three days. 3) That an egg can only be fertilized within 24 hours of being released from the ovaries. Based on these assumptions, the rhythm method requires a woman to count 14 days from the first day of her period. On day 14, this will presumably be the day on which she will ovulate.” Chloe grabbed the calendar and pointed to the 8th, “this was day one of my period,” holding the calendar up so that all the guys could see what she was doing she proceeded to count 14 days from the first day of her period which landed her on the 21st, which happened to be that day’s date. She watched as what she was trying to tell Oliver dawned on him as well as the other guys. AC, Victor, and even Bart began to smile, catching on to what Chloe was saying. It was ironic that the night that they has decided was to be all about them, could have possibly been the night that they made Connor.
”Ok, but this isn’t an exact science, let’s not get nervous here.” He said only to calm Chloe down as she was beginning to get herself all worked up over a theory. “Emil is coming here in the morning and we will talk to him about all this then. But for now, let’s just all relax and wait for Clark to get back with the information he got from his ice palace.” Oliver could feel the excitement rise within him. He didn’t want to alarm Chloe but he was thrilled that there was the very real possibility that she could actually be pregnant…that his little boy could have been conceived that very night. He couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering down to her stomach or his brain from wondering if his son was inside of her right that moment as they stood there. Could she actually be pregnant? Was there anyway that they could find out tomorrow if she really were? Was Chloe actually ready to have Connor? He already knew that he was ready. He looked down at her finally and realized that he had spaced out into his own mind. Chloe just smiled up at him and place a hand on her stomach. Oliver could see in her eyes the answer to his question. Yes, she was ready. The other guys watched in fascination as Chloe and Oliver held a conversation with only their eyes. They all smiled as Oliver pulled Chloe to him and began to lower his lips to hers…essentially sealing their silent conversation with a kiss. She grinned up at him patiently waiting for his lips to reach hers and just before his lips touched her lips they were wrenched apart by a loud painful wail from the other room, that sent all their hearts racing.
“MMMMoooooooommmmmmyyyyyyyy! Mmmmoooooommmmmyyyyyy!!!!” Connor was crying and Chloe rushed into the room in full momma bear mode ready to do battle with whoever was bothering her child. But the room was empty save the boys. Connor was sitting up in the middle of the bed with tears streaming down his cheeks. When he saw her come into the room he rushed to her and wrapped his arms around her. She lifted him into her arms and soothingly began to rub his back all the while she cooed to him. It was obvious that he had had a nightmare. Oliver stood back in the doorway and watched them. His heart swelled as he watched the scene before him, knowing that he was witnessing what his future would hold. Oliver was completely surprised to see that Jonny didn’t even stir once. He continued to sleep as soundly as a log. His attention was once again brought back to Chloe and Connor when she moved to sit on the edge of the bed and began to sing softly to him. She had such a beautiful voice. She was like a siren and he was the sailor, Oliver couldn’t stop his feet from moving and he found himself seated next to Chloe who was singing softly to Connor and rocking him gently back to sleep. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and looked over at her briefly before his gaze dropped to the small boy in her arms.
“God, he’s beautiful.” He whispered in awe. Chloe smiled but didn’t answer. She just continued to sing softly lulling the child back to sleep. Once he was asleep she stopped singing.
She looked over at Oliver and quietly said, “Would you take him please and put him back to bed? My arm is asleep and I don’t want to chance dropping him.”
“Of course.” He said as he scooped the little boy into his arms and gently placed him back into bed next to his cousin. Once Connor was tucked back into bed Oliver gently caressed his face. He was so mesmerized by him. Chloe watched Oliver quietly, there was no doubt in her mind that Oliver was going to make a great father, the only doubt she had was about her mothering ability.
Slowly Oliver turned to leave, not aware that Chloe was still in the room completely lost in her mind with her hand over her abdomen he could venture a guess to say that she was thinking about what if she were pregnant.
“We’re getting married.” He said to her softly.
“Excuse me?” She looked over at him in surprise, not really sure that she had heard him correctly.
“I said, ‘we’re getting married’.” He repeated himself as he walked over to her.
“Pretty presumptuous of you, to think that I am going to marry you just because we had amazing sex.” She softly countered, raising an eyebrow at him, not really knowing what to make of what he just said.
“Don’t forget that you could be caring my child, or that you do marry me in the future anyway, so why not just get the formalities out of the way?”
“Ollie, don’t you think this is kind of fast?” She asked worriedly that he may not really be thinking straight, drunk on the fact that he was going to have his own family.
“Yes, it’s happening fast, Chloe. I know it’s happening very fast. Just a few hours ago I was struggling with how I was going to be in the same room with you without you finding out how badly I wanted you or how much I really love you. But that’s gone now. That fear of rejection is gone. I know that we end up together. I know that you love me as much as I love you. That little boy has given me not just my dream of a family, but he has given me the courage to act on my greatest desire. Let’s do this, Sidekick. You could already be carrying him. Let’s start our life together as a real family. You are the queen of my heart; let me make you a Queen in name too? Be my wife, Sidekick; let’s make our dreams come true.” He stood before her, humbled as she had never seen him before asking for her to be his wife. Tears welled in her eyes. She knew that this was happening all very fast, but she didn’t want to get off the ride…she wanted to continue to ride it. He was right, they both knew that they got married and had children in the future…they both knew that it would eventually happen. She looked into his eyes and saw his soul yearning for hers to join him. In that moment she couldn’t deny him anything. She cleared her throat and nodded yes before she actually spoke the word.
”Yes, Ollie, let’s do this. Let’s get married as soon as possible. Let’s begin building our future…together.” He swept her up into his arms. She yelped a bit as he carried her from the room, through the living room, past the guys, and back into the bedroom where he deposited her on the bed. He looked down at her and smirked before he turned away and started to walk to the door.
“Hey! Where are you going?” she asked.
He reached the door and with his hand on the knob he looked at her over his shoulder and said, “I’m going to tell them that they should turn that music back on and if one of the boys get up then they need to take care of it because you and I are going to be busy for a while.” He turned the knob of the door leaving the door open she giggled when she heard the collective groan of disgust and then the music turn on. Oliver returned with a grin so wide that his cheek began to hurt. He closed and locked the door, flicked off the light and shed his clothing all before he got back to the bed.
“Ok, so where were we again?” He said as he got into the bed and pulled her close as he nuzzled her ear. In a whisper so soft that she had to strain to hear he said, “Ahhh yes, we were going to celebrate our engagement, but I think you are a bit over dressed, don’t you?” He turned her over so that she was on her back and he proceeded to strip her clothes from her body and he made sensuous love to her all night long, not once did they use a condom.
TBC
~Constructive feedback is ALWAYS appreciated! :D thanks for reading!
Author: Cking1575
Fandom: Smallville AU
Pairings: Chloe/Oliver
Rating: NC-17 THERE BE SEX IN THIS CHAPTER!!! BEWARE!! BEWARE!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville/DC or the characters. I am just playing with them.
Summary: A fan fic challenge from Lilmoochie Write a Halloween Chlollie fic.
A/N: *HUGE HUGS and THANK YOUS* to to Lilmoochie for all her help and inspiration when my muse decided to leave and go on vacation! Thanks, Chica! YOU ROCK, SISTA!!!! :D
A/N: I want to THANK!!!! DL-GreenArrow, Slytherinpunk, elidear, Modscho, Connorhawk for helping me to decide on whether or not to put the smut into this fic!!! YOU ALL ROCK!!!! *HUGS* to you all!!!! :D
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Oliver hung up with Emil and looked over at Chloe who was just sitting at her computer completely dazed and not researching like she normally would have been. That wasn’t at all like her.
”Sidekick?” He called to her. She started and looked over at him.
“Yeah?” She called to him pretending to be reading something on the screen.
”Can I talk to you for a moment?” He asked her.
“Sure,” she saved what was on the screen and walked over to him. “What’s up? Did you get through to Emil?”
“Yeah, I did. He’s on his way over here. He should be here in about a half hour. Come on, I’ve got to talk to you.” Chloe watched puzzled as Oliver turned away from her and proceeded to walk into her bed room. He waited for her to follow him into the room before he closed the door, for privacy. He really needed to know what was bothering her, though he probably could hazard a guess if he really tried.
”What’s wrong?” He asked concerned.
“Nothing’s wrong, Oliver, why would you think that something was wrong?” She turned away from him.
“Hmmm oooohhh, I don’t know, maybe it’s because you haven’t said a word in almost 15 minutes? Which, by the way, is completely not like you, especially if you are doing research, you weren’t even seeing the screen that you were pretending to read. So how about you just tell me what’s wrong and let’s fix it?” He sat down on her bed and watched her bit her lip. He could actually see the wheels of her brain turning trying to decide if she should really talk to him about whatever was bothering her. He decided to just wait. His question was asked. He could show patience once in a while.
”Well,” she finally decided to talk to him about what was bothering her; “it’s just...” she started to pace back and forth in front of him. He tried not to smile as he watched her; this behavior was classic Chloe when she was nervous about something. “Well, it’s just that everything is happening so fast, ya know? I mean, our son, Oliver…that boy in the other room is our son. It’s a lot to process all of a sudden.”
”Yes, I know.” He said softly with a gentle smile on his face.
”You are just so accepting of this…of all of this.” She stopped pacing in front of him and waved her hand in an arching movement. “It was only a few months ago that you were ready to destroy yourself…and Jimmy hasn’t even been gone all that long. You dated my cousin and up until just recently you still fancied yourself in love with Lois.” He watched with newly opened eyes as the hurt and fear and anguish played over her face.
”Chloe,” Oliver stood from the bed and walked to her. He grabbed her hands and held them in his own. He brought her closer to him by pressing her hands over his heart as he held her still in front of him. “How can I explain this to you?” He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked at her. He wanted her to be able to see the truth in his eyes…to hear the truth in his words, “I wanted to rekindle what Lois and I had shared for a couple of reasons. I am not in love with her anymore. I haven’t been for sometime. I knew then when I talked to Lois that I wasn’t in love with her. To be completely honest with you and with myself, I was running from the one woman who I am really in love with. I was trying to recapture a time in my life where my life wasn’t so chaotic. A time when I knew what was what. When I knew who I was…I knew who I had fun with…who I loved. And I did love Lois, once upon a time, but what I felt for her, is nothing compared to what I feel for this other woman.” His chocolate eyes locked onto her green eyes silently willing her to understand, “Lois could never be my hero, for as strong as she is, she could never go to the depths of darkness that this woman has gone to for me. Lois could never pull me out of my pit of despair; as much as she would try she wouldn’t succeed. No, only the woman I am one hundred percent in love with, who I have been in love with for a long while, could rescue me, and could be the hero I needed her to be in my darkest hour. That woman is and always will be you, Chloe. I may call you sidekick, but what I am really saying with my heart is ‘my hero’. So, to see that I have a child and that child was made with you, my heart is the fullest it has ever been. Yes, this is happening really fast. But I know an opportunity when I see it and I am not letting this one go by. I know it’s kind of scary, Chloe, but it’s also exciting and freeing. I can tell you that I love and adore you and that little boy is the proof of our love. Don’t you see, we aren’t rushing the relationship…we have been building this foundation for years?”
“Oliver,” Chloe said breathlessly, never had she expected him to tell her all that, let alone that he loved her. Tears welled in her eyes as she fought her emotions. “I love you too. I never thought that you would ever return my love. I think I have been in love with you from the moment we met in Clark’s barn. I have never believed in love at first sight, but in that single moment in time when I met you something just clicked and I felt an explosion of emotions envelope me.” She smiled a watery smile at him, “Ask Clark sometime, what I said once you left.”
“I’ll do that.” He smiled at her.
“We haven’t even kissed yet and we already have a child, will we ever do anything normally?” She joked with him.
”Being normal is highly over rated, Sidekick.” He leaned in and his lips captured her is a kiss so filled with passion that it curled her toes. They were rudely interrupted by Oliver’s phone ringing; slowly Oliver pulled his lips from hers and pressed his forehead against hers. A playful growl escaped his throat as he reached for his phone. On the third ring, just before the call was sent to voice mail, he answered without looking at who was calling.
”This had better be important.” Oliver answered the phone trying to get his breathing under control.
“Oliver, it’s Emil. I am sorry, but there has been a rather large accident on I-70. The patients are arriving momentarily. I have to stay in the ER. They need me. I will come over as soon as I can.”
”How about you just come over tomorrow? Go home and get some rest after you are done in the ER, really we can wait until the morning.” Oliver said. He didn’t want his friend to be exhausted.
“Thank you, Oliver, really.” Oliver could hear the hospital paging Emil in the background. “I’m sorry to cut this short, but I have to go. I will call you in the morning before I stop by. Thanks again, Oliver.” He said before he hung up.
Oliver took a deep calming breath and put his phone back into his pocket.
”What was that all about?” Chloe said as she pulled her head back from his to look at him.
”Emil won’t be able to come by tonight, he’s needed at the hospital. Apparently, there was a large accident on I-70 tonight and the victims of the accident are being sent to Met Gen.”
”Oh poor Emil. Oh those poor people.” Oliver could see the heart break that she was feeling for the injured people. She really was an amazing woman with a heart larger than another he had known.
He chastely kissed her lips and pulled her over to the bed. He sat her down on the edge of the bed and then kneeled at her feet so that they were eye to eye. Slowly he cupped her cheek and once again returned his lips to her, though this time it was much slower yet just as passionate kiss.
“Do you believe that I love you?” He asked her once he removed his lips from hers.
”Yes.” She answered him breathlessly.
“You know, it nearly killed me to watch you marry Jimmy.” He confessed. “It took everything in my power to not run up to the alter when the JP asked, ‘if anyone has any objections to the union of this man and this woman, speak now or forever hold your piece.’ I knew in my heart that you were marring the wrong man, but you seemed so happy.”
”I was just pretending. I had gotten myself so wrapped up with everything; honestly, I just wanted the wedding over with. I won’t lie to you and tell you that I didn’t love Jimmy, because I did. He was very important to me, but I settled. I knew that what we had wasn’t that epic romance that they make movies about, what we shared was a quiet love…a first love. I know now that our marriage would never have worked. He and I were of two completely different worlds. I think that’s why I didn’t contest the divorce. I was sad that my marriage hadn’t lasted really past the ceremony but I was also relieved that I had been given an out. I knew I was with the wrong man. I was in love with someone else who I wished had spoken out when he had wanted to. I love you, Oliver.” Oliver thought that his cheeks were going to split his smile was so wide.
”Say it again, Sidekick, please.” She smiled adoringly at him and cupped his cheek.
“I,” she leaned in and kissed him quickly and then pulled back, “love,” she leaned and captured his lips again. She pulled back and waited until he opened his eyes and looked at her questioningly waiting for her to finish what she was saying, “you,” she said softly her heart swelled and love for him poured from her every pore. He smiled tenderly as he watched her lean in once again towards his lips and sighed when her lips touched his. He almost felt complete. The hole in his heart that had been torn out when his parents died was being repaired by his love for Chloe and the knowledge that he was finally going to have a family once again.
Oliver stared into Chloe’s eyes completely entranced with her. His fingers combed through her hair as they traveled down to her neck, gently massaging her shoulders. He was hungry for her, his eyes told her that as they blazed his fiery desire to her. He moved his fingers back up to the nape of her neck and gently tugged her to his lips. He wanted her more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. But he wanted this to be about them…he wanted their first time together to be about cementing the love that had been growing between them, not about making a baby that would one day grow into the little boy in the room down the hall with Bart and AC.
“Oliver,” Chloe whispered as she resisted his tug for their lips to meet again, seeing in his gaze exactly where he wanted to take them, “we can’t, not now. Everyone is here. Victor is just outside that door. What if Clark comes back? What if Connor or Jonny needs us? What if…”
“Shhh, Sidekick. I want this to be about us. Look, no one is going to come in here. Victor saw us come in here and probably figures that we have a lot to talk about so he will keep the others out. As for the little boys…there are three…well, two grown men out there and one semi -grown man. I am sure that they can handle them for a little while on their own. I need to feel you. I need to show you how much I love you. I need for us to be connected for us, not just for Connor. Sidekick, I need you like the air that I breathe.” He lovingly brushed the hair away from her face.
They deeply looked into each other's eyes and Chloe could feel his love for her radiate from his chocolate depths. She didn’t need but a moment to make her decision. He blissfully watched her reach her decision while he stared into her dark green eyes. He leaned forward and captured her lips not giving her time to change her mind. His kiss was so different from any other kiss that she had ever experienced. It was more mature, less playful, yet more urgent coming from him. Their tongues brushed together with such electricity that they forgot to breathe. It was gentle, yet hungry. She could tell he had waited a long time for this. He seemed to be committing every part of her kiss to memory. He slowly slid his fingers into her hair leaving his thumbs out on either side of her face pulling her mouth closer to his all the while his thumbs caressed her cheeks. After a few more seconds they parted breathlessly each gasping for air…Oliver raggedly spoke, “Chloe, I need to touch you. May I touch you please?” He practically begged for her consent.
Chloe’s heart skipped a beat before she answered. She knew that they shouldn’t go any farther than kissing but she was having tremendous trouble reigning in her own lust for him she wasn’t sure she could wait any longer herself. She wanted to be with him. She wanted to give him not only her heart and soul but her body too. She wanted him to know just how much she craved his touch. She nodded her head yes smiling very shyly as he began to unbutton her blouse. And though she was still acutely aware of the others just outside the door, she closed her eyes in wonderment as she felt his warm calloused skinned hand on her pale delicate skin. She felt positively naughty consenting to do what they were going to do.
As Oliver finished unbuttoning her shirt he slowly removed the fabric from first her right shoulder and sensuously striping the sleeve from her arm, gently he kissed her skin before he moved over to her other shoulder where he repeated the same technique leaving her all but bare before his eyes. If this had been any other man, Chloe would have been self conscious being shirtless before him, but he looked at her with such unadulterated love and desire that she just felt complete trust in him, something that she had never felt with any one else.
Very slowly he rose to stand before her, grasping her hands he pulled her to stand with him. Her knees abutted the bed, his hands roamed freely over her torso coaxing melodious moans from her lips. He stepped in even closer to her, she could feel the warmth of his body envelope her. She could suddenly smell his masculine scent. There was a faint smell of shower gel, but the rest was all Oliver. She hadn’t ever been aroused by just a man's scent before; it almost made her knees buckle. His eyes stared deeply into hers, speaking volumes without words. He wanted her. He loved her. He would cherish her. He would pleasure her. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her flush up against his body as he bent his head to nuzzle at her neck. She moaned as he teased her neck with his tongue. His hands swiftly undid the clasp of her bra and he gently removed it from her. Once her bra was gone he stepped back to look at her, and though his eyes devoured her, she not once thought to cover herself. She proudly stood before him bare from the waist up.
“God, you are beautiful, Chloe.” He moved to take her in his arms once again but her hand on his chest stopped him. He just stared at her a bit afraid that she was going to ask him to stop.
”I think that you are a bit over dressed, Oliver.” She smirked at him as she stepped forward closing the distance between them. He held his breath as her tiny hands began to rub sensuously over his chest and moved down over his stomach to the waist band of his jeans. He was wearing only a gray tee shirt so she tugged it from his jeans and slid her hand underneath as she continued to explore his skin with her soft feathery touch. He exhaled raggedly as her hands rose up to his chest she caressed each nipple in turn hoping that he would return the gesture soon because she was aching to be touched, but she wouldn’t let him touch her until she had removed his shirt. She wanted to feel him skin to skin, chest to breast. He raised his arms above his head as she pulled the tee shirt up to his chin and even bent slightly at the waist so that she could remove his tee shirt all the while smiling lovingly at her. Their eyes only broke contact as the material of his shirt was pulled over his face for that brief second. The instant that she had the shirt removed Oliver grabbed her and pulled her flush against his chest…she wasn’t the only one who wanted to feel the warmth of skin on skin contact. As he pulled her flush against him she could finally feel the evidence of his desire for her as his hardness pulsed through the denim of his jeans against her belly.
He brushed the hair away from her face and they continued look into each other's eyes…his asking silently for permission to continue and hers answering affirmatively. He lowered his head and captured her lips with his once again and this time the kiss was seductive. Their lips and tongues danced an erotic dance together as he began to once again caress her body, expertly guiding her body with pleasure. He ever so slowly lowered her to the bed and followed her. She laid on her back staring up at him as his eyes, followed by his hand traveled the expanse of her body. He softly caressed her breasts bringing her pebbled hardened nipples even more taunt as his fingers began to descend lower over her stomach. As he glided over her side she squirmed just a bit and giggled, and he realized she was a bit ticklish. He smirked cataloging that piece of information away for another time. As much as he wanted his hand to continue its journey below the waistband of her skirt he also wanted to take this slowly. He wanted to memorize every nook…every cranny of her. His heart raced with excitement and his breath quickened as he tried to stall the lust that was beginning to take over his brain.
She watched him through half lidded eyes enjoying his caress but wanting and needing a bit more. She realized that he was just going to take this too slowly for her liking so she was going to have to speed him a long. As Oliver continued to lightly caress her skin, Chloe decided to take matters into her own hand, literally. Just as leisurely as he was doing, she began to caress his chest, distracting him with one hand as the other maneuvered up from her side to his side just above the waist of his jeans. Slowly, carefully, she caressed her way over in between their bodies and played with the button of his jeans as her other hand moved over his shoulder. She shifted slightly turning onto her side a bit entwining her leg in between his. Oliver too shifted and finally caught onto what she was trying to do. He smiled at her and just pulled back a bit to allow her to unzip his jeans and slide her hand inside. He closed his eyes at the feel of her fingers gliding over his boxer clad erection. Hearing him moan, Chloe smirked, really enjoying the sound and really wanting to make him moan again, she ran her fingers against his throbbing member again but a bit harder this time. She was rewarded with another, louder moan.
”Ollie,” she whispered to him making him open his eyes to look at her again, “I want to see you. I want to touch you. I want to feel you. Please.” She pleaded with him, gone was her insecurity about the others figuring out what they were doing in her bedroom. Her insecurity was replaced by need, by want, by her desire to love Oliver. He smiled at her and once again pulled her from the bed.
”Your wish is my command.” He smiled at her as he shucked off his shoes and pushed both his jeans and his boxer down and off in a single swift movement, without hesitation. Chloe watched his jeans and boxers pool to the floor and as he stepped out of his pants he kicked them off to the corner of the room. He stood before her nude awaiting her verdict of his body. She stared in awe of his beauty; to her he looked like a statue of a Greek god that she had seen in a museum when she was younger. His pulsing manhood stood proudly at attention in front of him. She looked him in the eyes, her awe readable in her expression.
“You are beautiful, Oliver.” She said to him softly. She lightly touched his chest with her tiny hand and dragged it down his body pleasurably as she kneeled in front of him only taking her eyes from his to look at his manhood. She felt the need to worship him, to pay homage to the man that she adored above all others. Oliver took a deep breath steeling himself against the pleasure he knew she was going to give to him. He couldn’t stop the moan that started in the back of his throat as she tenderly cupped his balls rolling them in her palm. She smiled and looked up at him enjoying the sounds that he was making as she caressed him. He watched her, his eyes dark and hungry, she didn’t break eye contact with him as she moved her other hand from his stomach to grasp him at the base of his cock. He nearly growled at her as she teasingly squeezed his balls. She licked her lips in anticipation. She watched fascinated as liquid escaped from the slit on the head of his cock and seeing his need escape was the last straw for her. She lowered her lips to his head wanting to taste him. He shuddered almost violently as her lips encased the head of his cock and she began to suck him in deeper within her mouth. His hands immediately gripped her head guiding her. His moans grew louder as she began to stroke him at the base of his rod meeting her lips about half way down his shaft. She bobbed as she sucked, she swirled her tongue around the head as she rolled and squeezed his balls. He knew he wasn’t going to last very long under her gifted tongue. He began to rhythmically thrust into her mouth as she sped up her bobbing and he threaded his fingers into her hair. His moans became louder and more frequently as she sucked him in deeper and harder. She wanted him to orgasm. She wanted to taste him. He finally closed his eyes, his breath came in ragged gasps, he fought her for control over his own body but she was winning and she knew it. She watched him, enthralled with his response to her. She could tell that he was getting close to coming…he was thrusting a bit harder, a bit quicker, his moans turned into groans, his breaths came in short gasps and sweat started to bead on his forehead.
Oliver felt his control slipping. His need to orgasm short circuited his brain. His body was crying out for release. “Chloe,” he grounded out between his clenched teeth, “Chloe, I can’t hold on much longer.” He let go of her head completely expecting her to move away so that he wouldn’t come in her mouth. But she didn’t move from him. Her head continued to bob. Her hand continued to stroke him. Her lips continued to suck him in, deeper, harder, pulling his orgasm from his body. She knew that he was going to come, she wanted him to. With a loud groan, even to his own ears, he gripped her head once again and with one final thrust into her mouth he let go and shot his hot creamy fluid into her welcoming mouth. He watched her milk him dry, not a single drop of his essence had escaped her lips. To him, she was positively the most enchanting woman he had ever met.
His heart just swelled with love for her as he watched her smile up from her kneeling position with her swollen lips. He smiled down at her and helped her rise to her feet. He lowered his head and captured her lips, the kiss was supposed to only be a quick thank you for what she had done for him, but he had gotten a taste of himself mixed with her and his hunger for her flared once again.
He growled almost ferally as he quickly striped her of the remaining articles of clothing she had. Once she stood before him just as naked as he was, he scooped her into his arms and carried her back to the bed. He deposited her gently onto the mattress as he made himself comfortable between her legs his upper body supported on his forearms. Oliver shifted slightly holding most of his wait on his left arm so that his right hand could explore her supply body. It was her time to squirm…her time to come. It was his turn to taste her. He smiled at her wickedly just before he began to kiss his way down her body. He was going to make her scream his name and he didn’t care who heard them. He grinned as her moans grew louder as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his teeth and his tongue alternated between nibbling on her then soothing her with his tongue only to nibble on her again as he lips continued to suck. He would alternate between her breasts as he used his mouth on one; he would use his hands to massage the other. Chloe could feel the wetness pool in her core which each nibble or touch…she got wetter and wetter. Her moans grew in volume too. Her moans were music to his ears. He continued to suck on her breast as his hand stopped kneading her breast and began to caress lower soft featherlike touches fluttered over her stomach and her hip as he teased his way to her hot core. He played with the curls at the junction between her thighs for a moment; he was thrilled to feel the wetness that had seeped out of her. Reveling in the wetness that he found, he began to slowly trace the outer rim of her nether lips. He took his mouth from her breast and kept his finger poised, tickling her entrance until she looked at him. He smiled at her when she opened her eyes, seeing her eyes cloudy with lust for him delighted him.
“Seems you enjoyed what you did to me almost as much as I did.” He said as he played with the wet curls at her entrance, teasing and enticing her. Her hips moved of their own accord, she really wanted him to touch her. She was aching for him to touch her. “What do you want?” he asked quietly as he moved his finger to trace the outside of her nether lips again, casually he would dip his finger between her lips as he traced them. She moaned but that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted to hear her tell him what she wanted. “What do you want?” he asked again, the timber of his voice causing shivers to travel down her spine, and more heat to travel to her nether regions.
”Oliver,” she moaned.
“Yes, Sidekick?” He answered.
“Please,” She begged him as her hips spasmed again trying to get his finger to where she wanted him to touch her.
”Please, what?” he whispered into her ear and then began nibbling on her lobe all the while he still traced and teased her below.
“Please touch me. I need you to touch me. I’m on fire, Ollie, and only you…only you can put it out. Please, Oliver.”
“As you wish,” he whispered into her ear as his index finger and his middle finger slid in between the folds of her nether lips and was enveloped in her moist heat. They both groaned in pleasure, she from the feel of him touching her, and he from the feel of how ready her body was for him. He moved his fingers in and out of her in a leisurely rhythm occasionally brushing his thumb against her clit. Chloe gasped and arched her back taking his fingers into her deeper, her eyes closing again. Oliver groaned at her reaction and then pressed his thumb lightly against the sensitive buddle of nerves as he continued to move his fingers within her. "Open your eyes, Sidekick." he commanded softly in a strained voice. She opened her heavy lidded eyes to look at him. Oliver held her gaze, moving his fingers and thumb a little faster, he could feel her inner muscles tighten around him; he knew she was close to orgasming. "I want to watch you. I want to see your soul, as I make you come," he said to her huskily, his eyes once again dark with desire. Her hazy brain could barely understand what he was saying, but she locked her eyes with his, she couldn't look away as she thrusted her hips against his hand, "Oliver," she moaned tossing her head back and forth as she felt her orgasm rising within her. He smiled down at her; he loved the sound of her moaning his name, he could feel himself growing hard again.
"I’m going to make you come for me, Sidekick." He whispered as he curled his fingers slightly moving them in and out of her in a ‘come hither’ motion hitting that spot that he knew would send her over the edge into oblivion as he also used his thumb to rub and tap her clit, slowly moving it around in a circle. She moaned louder and she closed her eyes again unable to keep them open through what he was causing her to feel. His voice, his touch, he was the most erotic person that she had ever met. Her hips thrusted to meet his fingers she was close she could feel her orgasm building and then he slowed his rhythm. He all but stopped moving his fingers, he didn’t taking them out from her body and he continued to press lightly on her clit, stalling her orgasm…he was toying with her, not allowing to climax just yet. He enjoyed watching her in the throes of her passion. His lips lowered and captured hers, and he chuckled a bit as she growled her displease at him for denying her. “Patience, Sidekick, trust me when you come for me you will feel like you are shattering into a million pieces.” As he spoke he rubbed her clit just a bit and he removed his fingers from her completely. His dark brown eyes were almost black with desire as he pierced Chloe with his gaze and held hers enchanted while she tried to calm her body. With the grace of a man who has had plenty of experience he moved his body lower over her body, teasing her overly sensitive skin with the feel of his body sliding down hers. She groaned as his chest made contact with her stomach…she knew where he was heading. Her scent wafted up to him as he lowered his head to her stomach kissing her just below her naval. She smelled like heaven to him, her juice called to him as though he were a man dying of thirst and she had the nectar to revive him. He licked his lips in anticipation shot a quick glance up to her and smirked as his eyes locked onto hers before he lowered his lips to her core. He spread her nether lips with the fingers that had just been inside of her. He feverishly licked her entrance, tasting her, devouring her; her taste was completely unlike anything he had ever tasted in his life…completely unique just like the woman she was. He watched her from between her legs as he once again stirred her passion to the boiling point. When he was done tasting her essence his tongue encircled her clit and he grabbed her upper thighs pulling her closer to him. Chloe couldn’t help herself; she threw her head back, arched her back and dug her heels into the mattress. She pushed against him, moaning louder and louder as her climax once again built within her body. Hearing her spurned him on faster and harder…he wanted her to scream his name, he wanted to bring her the most pleasure that she had ever experienced. He once again inserted his fingers. He curled his fingers slightly inside her again, moving them in and out of her in a ‘come hither’ motion hitting that spot that he knew would send her over the edge into oblivion as he also continued to suck her clit and used his tongue to apply a bit of pressure, slowly swirling it around in a circle. He continued to mercilessly in spite of her thrashing against him, he could feel her reaching her climax. Her inner walls began to spasm around his fingers, her moans grew louder, and she grinded against him. And with one last thrust of his finger and a swirl of his tongue he sent her over the edge into oblivion and he was rewarded by her screaming out his name. Oliver moaned as her juices flowed into his mouth as he listened to her scream his name.
Once she finally stopped coming, Oliver removed his lips from her core and kissed her thigh, slowly he slid his body back up above hers. Her heaving chest made erotic contact with his and she felt his hardness poke at her core. He smiled down from above her as he brushed the sweat damp hair from her face. He waited patiently for her to come back to herself. Her eyes opened and she looked up into his.
Letting out a long sigh of contentment and a giggle Chloe smiled up at Oliver as she caressed his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath her palm. "That was," she tried, but words seemed inadequate at that moment to express what he had done to her.
"That was my pleasure," he said as he shifted his weight so that his body was still touching hers but not crushing her and he bent down and kissed her neck.
"No, it was entirely my pleasure," she giggled and he chuckled before his lips captured hers..
Gently parting his lips from hers, Oliver grew serious as he stared deep into her green eyes, emotion filling his brown ones. "I love you, Chloe, I really do." he whispered.
His words made her heart flutter, she felt an overwhelming burst of love for him and her spirit soared. She smiled up at him brightly and moved her hand to the base of his neck and drew his lips to hers. She kissed him with all the love and the passion that she had in her. He was hers. He was her heart and her soul and she knew that he was the only man in the world that she would ever love like that. When she ended the kiss he kept his eyes closed for a moment and sucked in a deep breath before opening them to stare at her again. His eyes were his vulnerability, they showed her exactly what he was feeling and the emotions welling deep within the dark pools made tears well in her eyes. He loved her; she saw it in his eyes. To her, his eyes were definitely the windows to his soul.
"I love you, Oliver, always and forever." She kissed him again; her life suddenly never felt so right. Her lips left his and breathlessly she spoke, “Oliver, I want you inside of me, completing me.”
She maneuvered her hand and grasped his shaft firmly, and Oliver’s low guttural moan escaped his mouth as Chloe guided him into her. He began to move into her slowly as Chloe’s hand still guided him, filling her where she ached to be filled by him; she opened herself to him body, heart, and soul. He entered her deliberately slow, almost leisurely. His mouth hungrily devoured hers again in an attempt to calm his body before he completely sheathed himself deeply within her. He knew that once he was completely submerged within her fiery heat, he would loose all conscious thought and they both would be running on pure instinct. He wanted this moment of completion, this moment of clarity, this perfect moment of union to last and never end. However, the instant she moaned and he realized that he was completely sheathed within her, his instinct demanded control. And so he lost himself within in her, not knowing where he ended or where she began. They danced the erotic dance that man and woman have danced since the beginning of time.
Their mouths captured each others moans; their fingers locked together in an embrace of their own, and their bodies met each other equally, thrust for thrust. He groaned softly as she meet his movements with her own. Oliver thrusted faster, harder, yet she still met him thrust for thrust. There were no awkward movements; no second guessing the other, there was just fluid motion. Their bodies were moving quicker, the thrusts getting shorter, harder, and wilder. Oliver grabbed Chloe’s legs behind her knees pulling them slightly higher, angling her hips so that his thrusts were deeper. Chloe moaned her approval.
She could feel the climax building. Her moans became louder as the climax continued to grow. She scratched at Oliver’s back, burying her finger tips in the hard flesh pulling him closer, she needed him nearer. A few more thrusts and she was barely able to contain herself. Her breath came in short gasps. Her body tightened and prepared for orgasm. She called out Oliver’s name in ecstasy as her body seized up convulsing with pleasure. Oliver felt the spasms of her inner walls around his manhood which sent him over the edge to oblivion. He erupted within her, calling her name and filling her with his seed. Shuddering, he collapsed on top of her until the pleasure spasms left his body. Shifting his weight because he didn’t wish to crush her beneath him, and not wanting to disconnect their bodied yet, he gathered her against his chest and rolled them so that she was lying on his chest still connected as one. They breathed deeply, trying to slow their panting as they both relaxed.
Chloe settled her head on top of Oliver’s chest and wrapped her arms around his body as much as she could. He smoothed her tussled hair with his hands. He pulled the sheet up and over them, kissed the top of her head, and wrapped his arms around her back pulling her closer. She purred in contentment as Oliver held her. No words passed between them as they drifted off to exhausted, satisfied sleep. They were still connected physically, but more importantly connected spiritually by love.
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Victor smirked knowingly as he watched Chloe follow Oliver into the bedroom. He knew that no matter how cool she was on the outside that Chloe was absolutely freaking on the inside over the whole Ollie/sex/kids thing, because he wasn't sure if Oliver had noticed or not but he sure did...Chloe hadn’t' said a word in over 15 minutes. And that was so unlike her. So, when certain noises began to emanate from the room that they were in, he began to chuckle and turned on music to drown them out. There was no need for anyone else to hear what was happening behind that closed door.
Bart came out of the room that he had been in with the two little boys and AC muttering something about “those damned rugrats” as he was trying to get something green out of his hair.
“Where’s the Boss man and Licious?” he asked Victor. To answer Bart’s question Victor turned down the music and Bart’s eyes widened exponentially.
“Is that…? OH. MY. GAWD! Please tell me…No! OK! OK! OK turn on the music! Oh for the love of God, turn it back on! I do NOT need to hear that! And we don’t need the rugrats hearing that either.” He shivered dramatically, “And I thought I needed a shower before…that was just all sorts of nasty.” He said shaking his head in disbelief as he walked back into the room. Moments later AC came running out of the room as though his pants were on fire.
”Really?” he asked Victor with a smirk so once again Victor lowered the volume of the music and the rhythmic thumping of headboard meeting the wall mixed with a female and male moaning met AC’s ears. AC chuckled as he signaled to Victor to turn on the music again. “I guess that’s what they’ll call not leaving anything to chance.”
“Or maybe they just wanted to practice a bit before the 3 day ‘fuck-a-thon’.” Victor said as he smirked at AC.
“Dude, this info is soo going to be worth its weight in gold. Just imagine the blackmail possibilities.” Ac was still chuckling as he walked back into the room. Victor just shook his head at AC and turned the music back up. He couldn’t wait to see AC try to use this situation to his advantage with Oliver and Chloe.
Hours later the music was still blaring, the roar of TV, and Bart and AC bickering over who shot who assaulted the ears of both Chloe and Oliver as they emerged from her bedroom.
“So, is everyone taking a break?” Oliver snarked at the guys. Victor turned down the music. AC and Bart paused their game and stopped bickering. All eyes turned to Chloe and Oliver, but it was Victor who snarked back.
”Well,” he started. He couldn’t stop the smirk that made its way onto his face, “not that we exhausted ourselves as physically as you two did, but yeah, we’re taking a break.”
”What’s that supposed to mean?” Oliver asked. Chloe said nothing but managed to maneuver her way behind Oliver. She had a sinking suspicion that they knew exactly what she and Oliver had been doing in her room for the last two and a half hours.
“Well, let’s just say that I’m surprised that you two started so soon. I thought that you were going to wait to talk to Emil before you consummated your newly discovered relationship?” Victor said while still smirking. His question was his polite way of letting them both know that he and the other guys knew what they had done. Oliver’s eyes widened with realization to what Victor was saying. He hoped that the teasing wasn’t going to be too tough especially with Chloe right here.
“Ahhh, how’d you know?” Oliver asked.
“Dude, the walls really aren’t that thick. Yeah, we had to keep the music on loudly so that the rugrats wouldn’t hear you two.” AC said to Oliver. Chloe buried her face into Oliver’s back and groaned.
“Yeah, that would be part of the noise, Tower. Who’d ever think that you’d be so loud?” AC smirked while Victor chuckled and Bart semi-smiled at the couple, but the scowl from Oliver stopped the chuckling and the smirking. It was one thing to tease him like that but he wouldn’t let them cause Chloe to become self conscious about their lovemaking. He loved how responsive she was to his touch and how vocal she became while they loved each other. “Dude,” AC said not noticing that Chloe was now stepping out from behind Oliver to stand next to him, she wasn’t going to let him take the ribbing from their friends on his own. “Lighten up! She wasn’t the only one who was loud in there. You must have been really enjoying what she was doing because, HOLY CRAP, man. I’ve been around when you’ve gotten lucky before and I’ve never heard you.” Just as he was about to go one teasing Oliver a small black slipper shoe went flying in the air and hit him up side the head. Victor burst out laughing and Bart chuckled as he watched AC stare dumbfounded at the little blond spit fire that was now standing in front of Oliver, face red and eyes blazing at AC.
“OW!” AC said as he rubbed the side of his head that she had hit with her shoe, “what’cha do that for?”
“I thought that I might knock some sense into that water logged brain of yours, Fishman. What Oliver and I shared in that room was 1) none of your business, 2) was the most pleasurable experience of my life thus far, 3) NOT fodder for jokes, teasing, or blackmail! Am I understood!?” Chloe didn’t yell at them but she sternly addressed them all as she gripped her other shoe in her hand ready to be lobbed at the next person who had a smart ass remark about them.
A chorus of “yes,” came from the three men who all looked thoroughly chastised for their teasing.
“Good. Now Bart, can you please bring me my shoe?” She had her shoe in her hand before she finished her sentence. She looked to thank him but was struck mute by the sadness in his eyes. Through out their whole teasing, Chloe realized that Bart hadn’t said a word, he smiled, he chuckled but she just realized that smile he smiled didn’t reach his eyes, or that the laughter wasn’t the same jovial laughter that touched her heart.
“Bart?” she question him causing Oliver’s eyes to snap to the young man and once he saw him, Oliver closed his eyes suddenly understanding what Chloe was seeing. The sadness from him, what a day this must have been for Bart. Oliver at once attempted to put himself into Bart’s shoes. He took a deep breath when he realized that this was a lot for the young man to take in all at once. He felt like a heel, they all knew that Bart harbored a crush for Chloe. Just as he was about to ask him if he wanted to go talk somewhere, Bart spoke up to Chloe.
”Awww Licious, don’t you worry yourself about me. I’m fine. I can see that you are happy. It’s been too long since I’ve seen you this happy, and yeah, I wish it were me that made you glow the way you are glowing, but I know it’s Ollie here that makes you glow. And as much as I hate to admit it, but my nephew is one very cool little dude…minus the whole playdo in my hair incident…” everyone chuckled, “I would really like to see those little guys in the future and I know for that to happen you have to make it with Boss man, but I am glad to see that you both make each other happy too.” Chloe stepped up to Bart and wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. Bart closed his eyes and savored the feel of her in his arms. “I still wish it were me that made you happy, Licious.” He whispered to her. She squeezed him a bit tighter, but then whispered back.
“You’ll find her, Bart, the one you should be with. She’s out there.” She kissed his cheek as she left his embrace.
”I hope so, Licious, but don’t think that just because you are with the Boss man that I am going to stop flirting with you.” He smirked at her before completely letting go over her.
“Oh, I hope not!” She smiled at him. Oliver even chuckled at him. Bart smiled at them then went back over to the video game.
“So,” Victor started tentatively not wanting to be in Chloe’s line of fire, “to get back to my original question…I thought that you two were going to wait and speak to Emil before you…aaahhh, ya know?”
“Ahhh, yeah about that, this…what happened tonight, yeah that really had nothing to do with Connor, tonight was about Chloe and me and that’s that. Besides we’re not even sure if she can get pregnant right now.” Oliver looked over at Chloe who had been nodding in agreement up until that very last statement but instead of her nodding in agreement with him; he watched her face drain of color as what he said had finally sunk into her sex hazy brain.
”Oliver.” She said softly. He raised an eyebrow at her to acknowledge that she had his full attention, “condom?” Oliver closed his eyes, that one word was enough to remind him that they hadn’t used any type of protection.
”You’re not on the pill, are you?” He asked her softly. She shook her head no. “Shit, you don’t think?”
“Nah,” she shook her head again, not wanting to believe what she was thinking. “but I need to look at a calendar to know for sure.”
“Ok,” Oliver said skeptically as he walked over his desk and grabbed his calendar, “how is this going to tell you anything?” He watched her as she found a certain day and then began to count. She did this about two more times before she answered him. The other guys watched her too; curious about what was going on.
“So, aaahhh, we know that Connor is 6 going to be 7 years old on Halloween but does anyone know what year he was born?” She looked up from the calendar but all the guys were just shaking their heads no. “Great.” She said in an exasperated voice.
”Ok Sidekick, you’ve kept us in suspense long enough, what is going on in that head of yours and what’s it got to do with my calendar?”
“Ok so, remember that biology lesson from earlier, prepare yourselves because we are having part 2 of that class right now.” She watched as all the guys looked a bit squeamishly at her, even Oliver didn’t look very comfortable with where she was going. “There is a way for a woman to track her fertility cycle. It’s an old method for those women who don’t want to use birth control. It’ a method called the rhythm method. What I know about the rhythm method is that it’s based on three ideas. 1) That a woman ovulates 14 days after her period begins, give or take a day. 2) That sperm can survive inside a woman for three days. 3) That an egg can only be fertilized within 24 hours of being released from the ovaries. Based on these assumptions, the rhythm method requires a woman to count 14 days from the first day of her period. On day 14, this will presumably be the day on which she will ovulate.” Chloe grabbed the calendar and pointed to the 8th, “this was day one of my period,” holding the calendar up so that all the guys could see what she was doing she proceeded to count 14 days from the first day of her period which landed her on the 21st, which happened to be that day’s date. She watched as what she was trying to tell Oliver dawned on him as well as the other guys. AC, Victor, and even Bart began to smile, catching on to what Chloe was saying. It was ironic that the night that they has decided was to be all about them, could have possibly been the night that they made Connor.
”Ok, but this isn’t an exact science, let’s not get nervous here.” He said only to calm Chloe down as she was beginning to get herself all worked up over a theory. “Emil is coming here in the morning and we will talk to him about all this then. But for now, let’s just all relax and wait for Clark to get back with the information he got from his ice palace.” Oliver could feel the excitement rise within him. He didn’t want to alarm Chloe but he was thrilled that there was the very real possibility that she could actually be pregnant…that his little boy could have been conceived that very night. He couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering down to her stomach or his brain from wondering if his son was inside of her right that moment as they stood there. Could she actually be pregnant? Was there anyway that they could find out tomorrow if she really were? Was Chloe actually ready to have Connor? He already knew that he was ready. He looked down at her finally and realized that he had spaced out into his own mind. Chloe just smiled up at him and place a hand on her stomach. Oliver could see in her eyes the answer to his question. Yes, she was ready. The other guys watched in fascination as Chloe and Oliver held a conversation with only their eyes. They all smiled as Oliver pulled Chloe to him and began to lower his lips to hers…essentially sealing their silent conversation with a kiss. She grinned up at him patiently waiting for his lips to reach hers and just before his lips touched her lips they were wrenched apart by a loud painful wail from the other room, that sent all their hearts racing.
“MMMMoooooooommmmmmyyyyyyyy! Mmmmoooooommmmmyyyyyy!!!!” Connor was crying and Chloe rushed into the room in full momma bear mode ready to do battle with whoever was bothering her child. But the room was empty save the boys. Connor was sitting up in the middle of the bed with tears streaming down his cheeks. When he saw her come into the room he rushed to her and wrapped his arms around her. She lifted him into her arms and soothingly began to rub his back all the while she cooed to him. It was obvious that he had had a nightmare. Oliver stood back in the doorway and watched them. His heart swelled as he watched the scene before him, knowing that he was witnessing what his future would hold. Oliver was completely surprised to see that Jonny didn’t even stir once. He continued to sleep as soundly as a log. His attention was once again brought back to Chloe and Connor when she moved to sit on the edge of the bed and began to sing softly to him. She had such a beautiful voice. She was like a siren and he was the sailor, Oliver couldn’t stop his feet from moving and he found himself seated next to Chloe who was singing softly to Connor and rocking him gently back to sleep. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and looked over at her briefly before his gaze dropped to the small boy in her arms.
“God, he’s beautiful.” He whispered in awe. Chloe smiled but didn’t answer. She just continued to sing softly lulling the child back to sleep. Once he was asleep she stopped singing.
She looked over at Oliver and quietly said, “Would you take him please and put him back to bed? My arm is asleep and I don’t want to chance dropping him.”
“Of course.” He said as he scooped the little boy into his arms and gently placed him back into bed next to his cousin. Once Connor was tucked back into bed Oliver gently caressed his face. He was so mesmerized by him. Chloe watched Oliver quietly, there was no doubt in her mind that Oliver was going to make a great father, the only doubt she had was about her mothering ability.
Slowly Oliver turned to leave, not aware that Chloe was still in the room completely lost in her mind with her hand over her abdomen he could venture a guess to say that she was thinking about what if she were pregnant.
“We’re getting married.” He said to her softly.
“Excuse me?” She looked over at him in surprise, not really sure that she had heard him correctly.
“I said, ‘we’re getting married’.” He repeated himself as he walked over to her.
“Pretty presumptuous of you, to think that I am going to marry you just because we had amazing sex.” She softly countered, raising an eyebrow at him, not really knowing what to make of what he just said.
“Don’t forget that you could be caring my child, or that you do marry me in the future anyway, so why not just get the formalities out of the way?”
“Ollie, don’t you think this is kind of fast?” She asked worriedly that he may not really be thinking straight, drunk on the fact that he was going to have his own family.
“Yes, it’s happening fast, Chloe. I know it’s happening very fast. Just a few hours ago I was struggling with how I was going to be in the same room with you without you finding out how badly I wanted you or how much I really love you. But that’s gone now. That fear of rejection is gone. I know that we end up together. I know that you love me as much as I love you. That little boy has given me not just my dream of a family, but he has given me the courage to act on my greatest desire. Let’s do this, Sidekick. You could already be carrying him. Let’s start our life together as a real family. You are the queen of my heart; let me make you a Queen in name too? Be my wife, Sidekick; let’s make our dreams come true.” He stood before her, humbled as she had never seen him before asking for her to be his wife. Tears welled in her eyes. She knew that this was happening all very fast, but she didn’t want to get off the ride…she wanted to continue to ride it. He was right, they both knew that they got married and had children in the future…they both knew that it would eventually happen. She looked into his eyes and saw his soul yearning for hers to join him. In that moment she couldn’t deny him anything. She cleared her throat and nodded yes before she actually spoke the word.
”Yes, Ollie, let’s do this. Let’s get married as soon as possible. Let’s begin building our future…together.” He swept her up into his arms. She yelped a bit as he carried her from the room, through the living room, past the guys, and back into the bedroom where he deposited her on the bed. He looked down at her and smirked before he turned away and started to walk to the door.
“Hey! Where are you going?” she asked.
He reached the door and with his hand on the knob he looked at her over his shoulder and said, “I’m going to tell them that they should turn that music back on and if one of the boys get up then they need to take care of it because you and I are going to be busy for a while.” He turned the knob of the door leaving the door open she giggled when she heard the collective groan of disgust and then the music turn on. Oliver returned with a grin so wide that his cheek began to hurt. He closed and locked the door, flicked off the light and shed his clothing all before he got back to the bed.
“Ok, so where were we again?” He said as he got into the bed and pulled her close as he nuzzled her ear. In a whisper so soft that she had to strain to hear he said, “Ahhh yes, we were going to celebrate our engagement, but I think you are a bit over dressed, don’t you?” He turned her over so that she was on her back and he proceeded to strip her clothes from her body and he made sensuous love to her all night long, not once did they use a condom.
TBC
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