Banner by miss_morrygan
Title: Getting Over Your Past
Summary: On the night Lois and Clark announce their engagement Chloe and Oliver find comfort in each other, but where do they go from there?
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Oliver Queen, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Bart Allen, Victor Stone, Arthur Curry, Dinah Lance
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Warning: This chapter like the others is ADULT so be prepared
A/N I know it's been a really long time since I updated this story and I'm really sorry, honestly the two final chapters to this story have been sitting on my computer nearly complete for a really long time but something always seemed off about them to me, so I fought posting them, but it felt wrong to leave the story where I did, so I finally figured what the hell.
Just so you know I ended up rehashing a little of the last chapter from Oliver's perspective to give a little reminder as to where the story left off last time, I hope y'all enjoy the update, one more chapter after this one and it's already finished so the wait shouldn't be too long.
Oliver stared ahead at the now closed closet door and listened to Chloe hurry across the apartment to greet her cousin. He took a moment to collect himself then leaned in closer to the door to try and hear what he could of the conversation between the two women.
Lois was trying to pry out of Chloe if she had a man with her and Chloe denied the claim as if it was completely preposterous.
Oliver fought the urge to open the door in front of him; he really didn't see any reason for them to keep whatever was happening between them in the closet… so to speak. He lifted his hand to open the door then quickly pulled back. There was a reason Chloe didn't want the world to know about the two of them yet, and he at least owed her a chance to explain her reasoning. He leaned back in listening for the conversation to end, hoping that it wouldn't take much longer. He was too old to be hiding naked as the day he was born in a woman's closet.
A few minutes passed and he listened as Chloe made an excuse to not to go with Lois for the day, and showed her cousin out.
Oliver held his breath as he listened to her make her way back into the bedroom. The door swung open and Chloe looked up at him sheepishly. He waited several seconds for her to explain her sudden need to shove him out of sight, but when she didn't say anything he couldn't hold back his annoyance at her any longer.
"So what the hell was that about?" He demanded trying to ignore the sudden bout of insecurity hitting him. It was a feeling he wasn't used to but in that moment it occurred to him that maybe the night before hadn't changed anything maybe it was just what it had started out as that first night… a way for her to suppress her feelings of hurt over the man she really wanted marrying her cousin.
"What are you talking about?"
"Chloe, you just made me hide in a closet like we're sixteen years old and your dad was about to catch us together." He scanned the floor around him as he searched for the clothes she had so vigorously ripped from his the body the night before.
She stood from the bed and knelt down, his eyes drifted to her as she pulled them from the pile of clothes under the edge of the bed. She held his clothes out to him, "are these what you're looking for?" she asked softly.
He snatched them from her, "don't you have anything else to say?"
Chloe crossed her arms over her chest, "you don't really seem like you'd be all that receptive to anything I have to say right now."
"Man I must be really stupid," he bit out as he pulled on his pants.
"What are you talking about?" she asked as she ran her hands over her face.
"This whole thing," he said gesturing between the two of them, "was just you trying to get over the fact that Clark picked your cousin instead of you, and that's why you don't want either of them to know." he bit out.
Oliver resisted the urge to take his words back when he saw the hurt they caused pass over her delicate features, but the look was quickly replaced with one of controlled rage.
"And maybe you're so desperate for the two of them to find out because you think that if Lois sees you with me she'll get so jealous that she realizes that you're the one she wants instead of Clark!"
"Am I," she asked placing her hand firmly on her hips, "Because I don't think so, in fact I think I hit the nail on the head."
"I can't believe that after everything that has happened in the last twelve hours you still think that I want Lois."
"Oh please Oliver, I am well aware of your reputation, and I know what this really was."
"You're unbelievable Chloe; you know what the real problem is? You think that because Clark Kent was too fucking stupid to realize how amazing you are, that no one else ever will, and Lois showing up when she did just reminded you of that!"
Chloe tore her eyes from him, and he knew she realized what he was telling her was true.
She needed reassurance.
She needed him to show her that any lingering feelings he harbored for Lois before that first night together were long gone; that the only woman he wanted now, was her.
He closed the distance between them leaving only inches of space, "I see you." It was too soon for confessions of true love and undying devotion, neither of them were at that point yet, but he felt something for her. Something he hadn't felt before and he was desperate to get the chance to explore those feelings.
A single tear fall down her cheek, "Ollie I…"
He cut her off pressing his lips firmly against hers and pulled back and leaned his forehead against hers, "I see you," he repeated. He placed his hand on her chest. "You've just got to let me in."
Oliver held his breath and waited for a response, any response. He only had to wait a few seconds before Chloe lifted her hand to the side of his face and pulled his lips down against hers. Oliver wrapped his arms around her and lifted her against him as he stood to full height.
Letting her feet dangle beneath her, he kept her firmly against him and walked them back toward her bed. Oliver placed her on the edge of the bed and dropped down pressing a quick kiss to her forehead.
Oliver sat down beside her and pulled her hand into his. Chloe sat for a moment her eyes locked on their joined hands and when he intertwined his fingers with hers she looked up her gaze locked on his and smiled softly at him.
He returned the smile, then lifted their hands to his mouth and brushed his lips over her knuckles, "this doesn't have to be something we worry about today, if you don't want to tell people yet, then that's fine." he relented. He didn't like it, but if she wasn't ready he knew it would be wrong to push her.
"Ollie, it's not what you're thinking, it's not that I don't want to tell people it's just that… if we put whatever is happening between us out there for everyone to know, there could be a major fall out if it doesn't work," his body tensed at the mere mention that this whole thing between them could fall apart, "don't get me wrong," she quickly added, "I really hope it does, but if it doesn't what will happen with the team?"
"What does the team have to do with us, Chloe?"
"You really have to ask?"
Oliver started at her blankly, he had no doubt there would be some time of adjustment for the team as they got used to the idea of their leader and Watchtower being together, but that shouldn't matter.
What mattered was how they felt about one another, and everyone else would just have to deal, and if what he hoped wouldn't happen did and they didn't work out; then they would just have to do their best to return to the relationship they had before.
"Oliver," she started softly, "how do you think they'll react if they find out and then we end this, it would be awkward for everyone."
"Maybe for a short time, but if we can get through it then they can too."
"Oliver, this is our decision to make and if it things get uncomfortable, then we should be the only ones who have to deal with any possible fall out, it wouldn't be fair for the rest of the team if they had to suffer through it too."
"All right, I see your point," he admitted halfheartedly, "but how long before they end up finding out on their own."
"We'll just need to be discrete."
"More discrete then hiding me in a closet again, I hope?"
Chloe chuckled lightly, "okay I'll admit that may not have been my finest moment…"
"I panicked; she wasn't supposed to show up like that."
"Well you just better be prepared to start thinking quicker on your feet, Sidekick, because I plan on spending a lot more time with you from here on out, and that means there will be plenty of opportunities for our friends to find us together."
"Oh really?" She asked her eyebrows raised.
"Yes." he answered simply, he stood from the bed and stared back down at her, "now I believe you still owe me a shower."
"I wasn't aware that it was a mandatory thing."
"Well it is."
Their two hands still intertwined and he pulled her up and led her into the bathroom.
Oliver reached over, turned on the water and stuck his hand under the stream as he used his other hand to turn the dials and adjust the temperature. Once he got it to the perfect setting he turned back to her and smiled. He reached for the thin strip of silk holding the sides of the robe in place over the front of her body. He tugged gently, the belt fell loose immediately, and her robe fell open revealing several inches of bare skin straight up the middle of her body.
He ran a single finger from her neck down her body until he reached her belly button, "You are so beautiful."
"Thank you," she tried to keep her voice steady as her body began to tremble under his touch.
Oliver ducked his head until their eyes were level and he smiled again as his finger continued it's intended course. He stopped for a moment when he reached the wet warmth of her lips and groaned at the way his already hardened cock twitched when she started to moan in pleasure.
He needed her, wanted to fill her and lose himself as he came deep inside her. But that would come later; first he needed to make her scream for him, like she had done not even an hour before. He pulled his finger from her heat and licked away the remnants of her wetness, moaning deeply at the taste of her on his tongue.
Oliver fell to his knees and parted the sides of the robe farther placing several butterfly kisses to her lower abdomen. He looked up at her and saw her staring at him as she fought to keep her eyes open and focused on him. He looked back down and began to kiss lower, and just before he reached her core he looked back up at her, "I need to taste you again." He ran his finger tips up her calves, past the back of her knees and over the thighs until he reached her ass gripping it firmly he pulled her intimate lips right up to his mouth. His tongue began to lap at her juices he felt her body start to go limp and she let out a guttural moan followed by his name over and over.
3 Months Later
Chloe stared down at the monitor, her eyes sparkling with delight. She continued to watch as the new program broke through the final firewall and the information she had been trying to hack into for the last week appeared on the screen. Her fingers flew over the keys as she tried to sift to the sudden influx of new information.
"I know that look." Oliver said suddenly standing directly behind her. He leaned down and rested his chin on her shoulder, "so what did you find?"
"Um… nothing specific yet, I just finally got to all the information, but give me a few hours and I should be able to sift through everything," she continued to work over the keyboard, "I think Bruce may be my new favorite person."
"Are you kidding, his tech guy is unbelievable, this program he sent over cracked through something I've been trying to get through for the last week… in just an hour."
"Well lets not tell Bruce about his new status, all right?"
"Sure," Chloe said slowly, "you gotta admit though, it's really impressive." she added pointing to the computer screen.
"I'm sure he'll be thrilled to hear how much you appreciate his… technology."
Chloe spun around in the chair her eyes wide as she bit her lower lip to keep from laughing, "yes well I don't know many women who wouldn't, I mean like I said… impressive."
"See you think you're being cute but really what you are is…"
"Absolutely adorable," she offered with a bright grin.
He smiled back at her and swooped down and pressed a quick kiss to her lips.
A moment later the sound of the elevator moving grabbed their attention.
"To be continued," Chloe said pulling him back down for another quick kiss and then turning the chair back around.
When the doors opened the other members of the league stepped off one by one. Within seconds Bart zoomed up beside her. "Licious, I come bearing gifts," he placed a large cup of coffee and a blueberry muffin in front of her and smiled brightly.
"Thank you Bart, you spoil me."
"Just imagine how much I'd spoil you if you'd let me take you away from all this," he slid his arm around her shoulders as Chloe laughed at his antics, "I mean it beautiful. Just think about it you… me… and a private little spot on a beach in Mexico." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively causing Chloe to laugh even harder.
She shook her head at him and pulled his arm away from her body, "I'm don't think so Bart."
"I'll wear you down one day."
"Yeah I really don't see that happening," Victor said as he walked up beside the desk and gently pushed Bart toward the middle of the living room. "So is the new program all Wayne said it would be."
"Oh my God Vic, it's incredible, even a tech snob like you would be impressed" she made sure to say the last word slightly louder and bit back a chuckle when Oliver looked at her and glared, "you've gotta check it out." She told Victor then turned back to the computer and showed him all the info she had found.
"Wow, Wayne's tech guy must be awesome if he came up with something like this."
"I know," she smirked, her fingers flying over the keyboard as returned to her research.
An hour later the rest of the team sat in the living room going over several pages that Chloe had printed out from the decrypted hard drive
Chloe stared across the penthouse, her jaw firmly clenched as she watched Canary flirt with Oliver for the umpteenth time. The files she had been decrypting on his laptop while they waited for the rest of the team to arrive had long since been forgotten.
A month ago when Dinah had returned from a long term solo mission she had been working on, she had been delighted to learn that Lois Lane was finally no longer an option for Oliver Queen. As early as her first team meeting back she had begun to make her intentions toward him known, whether it be by verbal flirtation or physical proximity.
This moment was the perfect example… Dinah was pressed to Oliver's side as she looked down at the papers he was studying.
Chloe clenched her hands into fists on the desktop as Dinah leaned down giving Oliver a better look down her ridiculously low cut top.
"You okay georgeous?" Bart asked suddenly standing in front of her, "you look kinda tense." he pointed toward her clenched fists.
"I'm fine," she said forcing a tight smile at the younger man, "I'm just gonna get a refill," she picked up her coffee cup, and quickly left the room before her anger could get the better of her.
Chloe walked into the kitchen and slammed her mug on the counter top in front of the coffee pot. She placed her hands on either side and took several deep breaths. She wasn't quite sure how else to handle the sudden urge to cause Canary bodily harm. Chloe wasn't jealous by nature, at least not to this extreme. After everything she had been through with Clark she had gotten very good at chasing away the green eyed monster, but all her normal methods of coping were falling short today.
She felt his arms wrap tightly around her waist and pull her back against him, "You know if you would just give in, we could tell everyone and you wouldn't have to worry about Dinah." he whispered in her ear.
"Oh so I have something to worry about then?" she asked turning to face him her eyebrows raised and her voice hard.
"Not at all," he told her without hesitation, "but you seem to think you do."
"I do not."
"Okay maybe it bothers me a little, but I'm fine."
"No you're not."
"Hey you guys planning on coming back in here to join us… I think I found something?" Victor called out to them from the living room.
"We'll continue this conversation after everyone else leaves," he lowered his head and placed a kiss to the back of her neck.
He turned and left the kitchen and Chloe filled her mug and walked back into the meeting doing her best to plaster on her best poker face.
An hour later the team members all began to head out.
"You need a lift home gorgeous?" Bart asked hopefully.
"No thanks, Bart I drove here." she told him as she continued to pack her bag.
When the elevator door closed Oliver quickly rounded the desk and stilled her hand with his, "they're gone you can stop now."
The moment he touched her Chloe dropped the file she was holding and turned their bodies so he was backed up against his desk, and crushed her lips against his trying to rid herself of the anger she had been feeling throughout the entire meeting.
When she finally pulled back they were both breathing erratically. Chloe looked down at his chest as she lowered her hands to the hem of his black t shirt and began to run her fingertips under it and up his chest.
"Wow, if this is how you react when you see another woman flirt with me I should start taking you on my morning coffee runs, the women at the coffee house down the street really like to lay it on thick."
Chloe stopped moving her hand immediately and when she realized her fingers had reached one of his nipples she pinched it hard. "That's not funny." She looked up at him her eyes narrowed, "I don't like feeling this way, every time she's near you I just want to…"
Oliver brought a bent finger to her chin, "I don't want Canary… I only want you." He lowered his lips back down to hers.
She knew it was the truth, actually she had known it all along but hearing him actually say the words was like opening a flood gate to her want and need for him. She turned their bodies again and pushed him down into the desk chair.
The look in his eyes as she lowered herself in front of him sent a sudden thrill through her. She loved that she was the one who got to touch him. Her and no one else.
Chloe made quick work of his belt, button and zipper and swiftly. She moved her hand inside his pants and began to caress him with slow, firm strokes.
She kept her eyes locked on him watching the way her touch affected him. His eyes closed tight and short labored breaths escaping from his gorgeous mouth.
Chloe rose up and ran her other hand over Oliver's chest until she reached the back of his neck and pulled him down into a searing kiss.
She slowly slid back down tearing her lips from his as she did and this time trailed her fingertips down the sides of his body bringing them to rest on the waist of his jeans. She tugged lightly and Oliver got the hint. He raised his hips slightly and she lowered his pants over his hips and down to his knees.
He let out an involuntary groan and hissed through his teeth as Chloe gently grazed her fingertips over the tip of him then firmly palmed his length. She gave him several attentive squeezes then lowered his lips to him, but just as she was about to take him in the elevator gate was yanked open and Chloe quickly fell back hiding under his desk and tugging the chair toward her to hide Oliver's current state of dress from the visitor.
He let out a startled gasp but swiftly covered his reaction by clearing his throat.
"Clark?" He shuffled nervously in his chair and Chloe pulled her knees up to her chest resting her forehead against her knees while she silently prayed that Clark wouldn't get suspicious of Oliver's reaction to his arrival and x-ray everything around him to make sure there was no trouble, and in doing so discover what he had interrupted.
"What can I do for you?"
"Lois sent me, she thought Chloe might be here and wanted me to check and get her back to Smallville ASAP… something about Chloe needing to help her with the cake testing."
Chloe groaned inwardly, in her overreaction to Dinah she had completely forgotten about promising to help Lois with the final preparations for the wedding.
"Chloe?" Oliver asked hesitantly.
Chloe rolled her eyes at his attempt at feigning innocence and made a mental note to tell him that he really needed to work on his poker face.
"I um… I haven't seen her… um since…"
Chloe clenched her teeth and reached out yanking several hairs from his leg and causing him to let out a startled yelp before his body went tense.
"Right Chloe." She couldn't help but tense and the hardened tone to his voice, "I swear she was just here a minute ago, I wonder where she went." Her mind began to race. Clark needed to get out of there now. It was then that she realized the best way to deal with the situation. Chloe lowered her knees and began to inch herself closer to Oliver. She placed several light kisses to his thighs, and looked up to see his hand tightly grip the edge of the desk.
"Oliver, are you okay," Clark asked completely clueless to what was happening right in front of him, "you seem a little off."
"I'm fine Clark; I'm just a little…"
Chloe continued to trail kisses up his leg getting dangerously close to his arousal.
"Distracted." he said finally.
"Right." Clark said slowly, "so have you seen Chloe?"
"She left right after the rest of the team… mentioned something about being desperately in need of caffeine, so I'd check the nearest place to get coffee."
"Okay thanks." Chloe listened to his retreating footstep which stopped abruptly, "Oliver are you sure you're okay you really do seem tense. Do you need my help with anything?"
Chloe pulled back and bit her lip hard desperate to try and keep from laughing loudly.
"I'm good Clark, I'll talk to you later, bye!'
A moment later Chloe heard the elevator descending and Oliver pushed back the chair.
Oliver reached down and pulled her from under the desk by her upper arms until she was knelt directly in front of him, "so Ollie do you need Clark with the situation making you so tense."
"That's not funny. "He told her firmly. "What was that?" he asked his eyebrows raised in mild amusement.
"Well I just figured with how crappy you were handling the situation, it wouldn't hurt to try another attempt to get you to focus on getting him out of here… I mean really Ollie, you moonlight as a superhero you should really be better at playing it cool, and I gotta ask how does that poker face of yours work at the gaming tables, I gotta imagine you lose a lot of money, because really…" she lowered her voice to a deep yet poor mimic of his, "Chloe? I um… I haven't seen her… um since…, I mean really Oliver I expected better from you." she teased.
"Maybe next time I'll just hide you in the nearest closet."
She narrowed her eyes at him.
"That's very funny, but if you noticed, it worked, Clark is gone."
"And if it hadn't? I really don't think your best friend, you know the one who could melt my face off in about two seconds flat finding out about our relationship like this," he gestured to her current position in front of him and his lowered pants, "is the best idea."
She waved him off lightly, "oh don't worry about that. He would never 'melt your face off'. Lois would kill him for ruining the wedding photos."
Oliver bit his lower lip in amusement, "either way I'd rather he didn't find out you're my girlfriend like this."
Chloe started at him wide eyed.
"You've never called me your girlfriend before."
Oliver finally released his grip on her and leaned back in his chair nervously, "oh well I just thought…I mean we've been doing this thing for months now so I figured…"
Chloe grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her, "I liked it."
"Yeah." she kissed him lightly. "Now I believe we were in the middle of something." She kept her eyes locked on him as she lowered her lips to him once more.
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