FAGE 007

Title: This I Promise You

Written for: Maria Depp Burton / Little Angry Kitten

Written By: Laurie Whitlock

Rating: M

Summary: The Queen family is proud to announce the marriage of their only son Oliver Queen to Miss Felicity Smoak. You are cordially invited to the wedding of the year.

Prompt used: Prompt #4: Character A and B are getting married. Their families try to help but are only making it worse.

Betas: pink-choco late uni corn and JoyfulyetHesitantPen

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A/n: I own nothing, all known characters belong to DC Universe and The CW.

"Oliver Queen, if I have to listen to your mother try to tell me how to have my own wedding one more time, I'm going to explode." I yelled at Oliver when he came in the door.

"I'm sorry Felicity. I've tried to tell her to tone it down but she just won't listen," he said with sympathy in his voice.

Ever since Oliver and I announced to our families that we were getting married, Mrs. Queen had been talking nonstop about it and how it was going to be the wedding of the year. She had wanted the guest list right away; so far she had it up to 200 people for the wedding.

And then it was the flowers.

And the cake.

And the invitations.

And the dress.

And everything else.

My mother was no different, she kept going on and on about all the media that was going to be in attendance, what I should wear, what she and dad should wear. If I was absolutely sure that I wanted to marry Oliver and if we were going to have a traditional Jewish wedding. It was getting so bad that I was ready to tell Oliver that we should just elope.

"Something has to be done about our mothers," I replied while laying my head over his heart.

"What I would like to know is, what happened to that bossy woman I fell in love with, who wouldn't take anyone's shit?" Oliver asked.

"She's still here; I just don't want to upset anyone." I sighed.

"Well darling, I think it's time that you remember who you are and start letting our mothers know that this is our wedding not theirs and you will decide on things like flowers and music."

"I'll try but sometimes your mother intimidates me."

"My mother intimidates everyone. You just need to stand up to her and show her that you are boss."

"Alright, Oliver. Have you eaten?"

"No, let's go find something to eat."

Oliver kissed me with so much passion that my glasses fogged up, we then went into the kitchen to make something to eat. We spent the rest of the night watching movies and talking about the things that we wanted in our wedding.

I groped groggily as I tried to find my phone to make it stop ringing. I didn't know what time it was and I was still too half asleep to put on my glasses or turn on the light. I finally found it when it stopped ringing; typical. I left it where it was and rolled over so that I could cuddle into Oliver again. If I could make it happen, I would spend the whole day wrapped up in Oliver Queen and not let the world get at us.

It was a couple of hours later that Oliver woke me up by tracing his fingers lightly over my bare arm. I shivered at his touch and melted into the bed as his lips followed the path of his fingers. This man was way too good to me and I wondered yet again what I did to have this wonderful, strong, beautiful man fall in love with me and want to keep me around forever.

"What are you thinking?" Oliver whispered as he nipped at my ear.

I hummed in contentment, having momentarily forgotten what thoughts had been going through my head before his lips touched my skin. "Mmm...About what I ever did to deserve you."

Oliver pulled back and stared, the weight of his eyes heavy on my skin, especially with him so close. I knew him well enough to know he wanted me to look at him, so I didn't make him wait, meeting his gaze steadily.

His eyes were intense, filled with emotion and his brows were furrowed with confusion. "You're not the one who should be wondering what you did to deserve what we have, Felicity."

His voice was filled with so much heartfelt conviction that my breath hitched in my chest and my eyes itched with the beginning of tears. Reaching up, I cupped his cheek and smiled at him softly. "Oliver, you go out every night and risk your life to protect this city and the people you love, to make Starling better. I don't know anyone who deserves to be loved and find a happy ending more."

His lips curled up into that small smile he saved just for me—sweet, adoring and slightly awed—before leaning down to kiss me tenderly. "I can't do what I do without my brilliant I.T. partner, so I think the same sentiment applies to you."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Tell me more about this brilliant I.T. partner of yours."

Oliver's smile brightened. "Well, she's got this cute little nose—" he placed a playful kiss to my nose— "gorgeous blue eyes that always see right through me—" he kissed each of my eyelids— "these full, sexy lips that could turn a saint into a sinner..."

Our lips crashed together with searing passion, Oliver taking the lead by pulling my bottom one between his and scraping lightly with his teeth. Just as I was about to demand entrance into his mouth, he pulled away and I did nothing to hide my pout.

That little smile that I loved so much morphed into a devilish smirk. "And don't even get me started on how amazing her body is..."

With that, he disappeared beneath the sheet that covered me, drawing out a delighted giggle that turned into a breathless moan as he worshiped every part of me.



As Oliver and I were leaving my place, my phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, I saw that it was Mrs. Queen, again. I showed it to Oliver.

Smiling, he said, "Just stand up to her, Felicity."

I nodded and answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Felicity dear, I was wondering if you could come over. There are more details that we need to work out."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Queen, but I need to get to work."

"Surely Oliver can get along without you for a day, especially if it's for the wedding." she reasoned with a smug tone to her voice.

I took a deep breath, looked at Oliver and replied, "We are not planning anything, Mrs. Queen. You are making all the finale decisions and this is my wedding. I think that it would be best if you let me make the decisions and not second guess me."

"I see... well, I'll just tell anyone that calls me from now on to call you. I can see when I am not needed." She replied with a huff.

I sighed. "Mrs. Queen, that isn't what I meant. I still want your input and my mother's but I just don't want you or her to second guess me."

"Yes... well... I need to go, please excuse me."

With that, she hung up. With another sigh, I looked at Oliver. "She's not happy with me."

"What did she say?" he inquired, wrapping his arms around me.

"That she can see when she's not needed and if anyone calls her for the wedding that she will direct them to me." I sighed again.

"I'm sorry she was so harsh towards you my darling. I'll have a talk with her," Oliver said while placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Don't bother. She won't change her mind." I replied.

"Well, at least you'll still have your mother," Oliver reasoned.

"No, I don't. Her main thing is for me to have a proper Jewish wedding. She won't care about the dress, food, cake, music or invitations."

"Well, then, if you don't want to do it yourself, I'll just hire you a wedding planner," Oliver said with so much conviction that I had a feeling I wouldn't be able to talk him out of it but I tried nonetheless.

"Oliver, you don't have to do that. I'm sure I can manage."

"Ah, but that's the thing my love, you don't have to do it alone and I'll make sure that this one takes all of your suggestions into consideration and doesn't try to push his or her own."

I really didn't want to go it on my own knowing that I would never have the time to put together a wedding while helping Oliver capture criminals, so I decided to fight him a little longer on the subject before finally giving in.

"Oliver, you are very sweet but really, how hard can putting together a wedding be? I just need to get a dress, pick a venue for us to get married in, get the food, the cake, flowers and make up the invitations. That doesn't sound all that hard," I replied.

"But you're forgetting something."

"Oh? And what's that?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I also need your help at the Foundry as well as there are times where I want you all to myself." he said the last bit with a saucy wink.

"I'm sure I can find time to do all of that."

"Can you now? I know you're smart and very talented with technology but wedding planning can be madness from what I understand."

"Oh, all right Oliver, you can hire me a wedding planner if it will make you happier," I replied with a fake sigh.

"Thank you. I'll have someone contact you before the end of today."

He kissed me soundly, and then we headed off to Verdant.

A/n: So, there we have it, the first chapter if my very first Arrow story. Hope it was liked.