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The next morning, Chloe woke up slowly, she was relaxed, Oliver’s heavy and familiar arm wrapped around her along with his leg, his body pressed against her back and although she really couldn’t move, it wasn’t bothering her.
She sighed softly and turned her head slightly, glancing at him over her shoulder, just to check if he was awake, he usually woke up before her. He felt her move a little, and his arm tightened ever-so-slightly around her waist even as he pressed his lips to the back of her neck.
She shivered and smiled softly, still not sure if he was awake or not, so she just covered his hand with his and squeezed it lightly. He smiled faintly, too, not opening his eyes. “Morning, Mrs. Queen,” he murmured, turning his hand and lacing his fingers through hers.
Chloe held her breath at that and squeezed his hand again, just then remembering what they had found out right before they came over to his place.
He pressed another kiss to the back of her neck, then slowly propped himself up on his other elbow to look down at her, arching his eyebrows a little at her silence.
She took a deep breath and turned a little to look at him, “just remembered,” she said quiet.
Oliver met her eyes, nodding a little and kissing her forehead softly.
She turned completely so she was laying on her back and reached up, cupping his cheek.
He leaned into her touch for a long moment without saying anything. He searched her eyes, then turned his head and kissed the palm of her hand. “So how are you feeling?” he whispered.
“Okay,” she breathed, not sure of what else to say, “you?” She asked as she brushed her thumb over his cheek.
“Good,” he said quietly, watching her once more. Actually good didn’t really cover it. They were married. Truthfully he was amazed, but he knew she was still probably processing it.
“Yeah?” She said quietly, watching him closely too as she held her breath. She had been relieved the previous night, at least she knew that whatever had happened, she hadn’t married Clark. But she and Oliver had just agreed to the boyfriend/girlfriend thing, she wasn’t entirely sure what this meant.
“Of course,” he murmured. “Chloe, I love you. You’re it for me, and I’ve known it for a long time.”
Her chest tightened at that bus she smiled softly, taking a deep breath, “I love you too.” She said sincerely.
He smiled back, dipping his head and kissing her softly on the mouth.
She kissed him back, sliding her hand into his hair as she wrapped her other arm around him.
He couldn’t help but grin as she deepened the kiss, one of his hands traveling slowly down the length of her body and settling against her thigh lightly. He couldn’t think of a better way to wake up every morning for the rest of his life.
Chloe smiled softly against his lips and pulled him closer. Maybe not much would change, and she was okay with that.
“So I’m thinking,” he murmured against her mouth, lowering his lips to her neck. “After awhile I’ll get up and fix breakfast. Pancakes maybe?”
She smiled against his lips and nodded a little, brushing her fingers against his back, "I agree,” she whispered, relaxing a little.
“The kind with chocolate chips?” His voice held a hint of teasing and he pressed a kiss to her collarbone.
“And strawberries,” she shivered, closing her eyes.
A ridiculous grin spread across his face at her words and the shiver that ran through her. He trailed his mouth down her body, placing soft kisses against her breasts. “Smothered in whipped cream.”
“Are we still talking about the pancakes?” She teased, grinning a little as she opened her eyes to look at him again.
“I’m open to other possibilities,” he responded with a smirk.
“Oh, I know,” she teased, lifting her head and kissing him once more.
“We don’t even have to choose between them. Just which is first...” He smirked against her lips.
“Well,” she ran her fingers down his back and pulled back enough to look at him, “one is much more convenient than the other.”
“Considering we’re basically ready for one of them without having to leave the bed?” He grinned down at her.
“Exactly,” she moved her other hand down his chest and over his stomach, smirking a little as she held his gaze.
He smirked back at her and shifted his hand from her thigh to the juncture just between them. “I agree,” he told her.
She held his gaze and brushed her fingers at the very bottom of his stomach, smirking a little more. He shifted a little, dropping a kiss against her left breast and then letting his tongue dart out to follow suit.
Chloe shivered once more, lifting a leg and wrapping it around the back of his as she watched him closely.
Oliver gently slid a finger against her center as he nibbled his way across her breasts, paying each one equal, undivided attention until both nipples stood up like tiny red buds. Then he wrapped his lips around the right one, his tongue circling it at a slow, languishing pace.
“Ollie,” she moaned, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer.
He released the nipple with a light popping sound, glancing up at her for a moment and grinning before dipping his head and treating the other to the same attention. He let his finger graze over her again, just barely touching her, enjoying the sounds she was making and glad that they had the entire clock tower to themselves.
“Tease,” she breathed, looking up at him, her eyes dark as she wrapped both legs around him, she knew him well enough by now to know he liked taking his time, but sometimes it was hard to let him.
He chuckled softly, warm breath wafting over her chest. “You know I always follow through,” he murmured.
Shivering again, she ran her hands over his hair, “that helps me none at all right now.”
Oliver smirked and shifted his weight a little, sliding his fingers over her center. “Better?” he teased.
Chloe let out her breath and lifted her hips slightly, “getting there.”
Grinning again, he pressed a kiss to her stomach and then another, flicking his thumb against her lightly.
She moaned quietly at that, leaning back against the bed and pillows and still running her hands over his head and shoulders, the only parts of him she could reach.
“I love you,” he whispered as he slid one long finger inside her slowly, continuing to stroke her clit at the same time.
“Love,” she breathed, moving against his hand and opening her eyes to look at him, “you.”
Oliver met her eyes, his own darkening at the sight of the desire and need he saw in hers. He slid another finger inside her, groaning at how ready for him she already was. He moved his fingers against her more quickly, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh.
She hooked a leg around his back, holding her breath as she watched him, the look on his face alone was almost enough for her. She loved being responsible for that look.
Resting his free hand against her hip, he dipped his head and lapped at her wetness with his tongue, allowing it to circle the tiny bud of nerves at her center as he eased a third finger inside her.
Chloe moaned, her head falling back against the pillow as her back arched, she loved his mouth, she loved everything about him, but his mouth was amazing.
Sex with Chloe had always been intense and incredible. He loved exploring her body so much that by now he knew it as well as he knew his own. He enjoyed the sounds that always escaped her, the way she really just let go with him. The way her body flushed and her head fell back as he pleasured her. It had never been like that for him with another woman. He took his time, bringing her close to the edge several times before finally, gently, sucking her clit into his mouth as he stretched her gently with his fingers.
He did know her body better than anyone, better than herself even, which was why it didn’t take him any time at all to do this to her. Next thing she knew, she was gasping, her body moving against his lips and hand and then she screamed his name, not worrying about volume since this time as her orgasm hit her as hard as it always did with him.
He took his time kissing his way back up her body once more, gently spreading her legs with his knee and flashing her a bright smile.
Chloe opened her eyes again and took a deep breath, watching him and smiling back as she wrapped an arm around his back as she reached for him with her other hand, wrapping her fingers lightly around him.
Oliver groaned softly as he settled his weight over her, dropping his face into her shoulder as he felt himself grow even harder in her hand. For all that he knew her body, she knew his just as well.
She held him to her as well as she could with one arm and wrapped her legs around him as she stroked him slowly even as she positioned herself better under him.
He lifted his head and gazed down at her, expression intense. “So beautiful,” he whispered, kissing her forehead.
Chloe smiled and closed her eyes a little then opened again to look at him, lifting her head a little and watching him as she tightened her fingers around him slightly, stroking him once more.
He held his breath for a moment, then met her eyes, holding her gaze. “Need to be inside you,” he murmured.
“Good,” she breathed, adjusting a little more then guiding him inside of her, moaning quietly as she did.
He held himself in check to give her time to adjust to his presence, dipping his head to kiss her softly on the mouth.
Chloe took a deep breath then kissed him back, wrapping her now free hand around him too and holding him to her.
They moved together, slowly at first, their bodies perfectly in tune, then faster as their desire heightened. He thrust into her once more as his own climax shook him to his core, his arms sliding beneath her to cradle her to him as he panted for breath moments later.
As usual, her body was unresponsive, she had no control over it even as she held on to him. The things he made her feel she had never felt before, not even by herself. He was amazing in every way.
He rolled them so they were both on their sides, facing one another now so he didn’t crush her with his weight. His skin was slick with sweat, but he held her close, stroking one hand lightly down her back.
She shifted closer to him on the bed, smiling softly and shaking her head slightly, “you always amaze me.” She whispered.
He smiled faintly at that, searching her eyes. “I know the feeling.”
Chloe grinned softly and brushed her nose against his, holding her breath a little. If this was what being married to him would be like, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.