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"Marry me."
Deafening silence fell over the room, then after a long pause Felicity was just about able to get out a single word, a dramatic change from seconds before, "What?"
Sara had been trained to make split-second decisions which were the difference between life and death, but in this moment she just stood completely still, her mouth kind of open, like a total idiot.
Seconds before Felicity had been rambling on about something, and even though it was nothing out of the ordinary Sara had been left dumbstruck by just how much she loved this woman, with blissful happiness as she stared at her, and then those two little words had just fell out of her mouth without her permission, leaving her with limited options.
Namely to chicken out in denial, or to be brave and push forwards now those words were finally out there. For better or for worse, she chose the latter.
So taking a calming breath Sara step forwards, gently took Felicity's hands in hers and told her, "I've been thinking about it for some time. Since I met you, honestly. But, it's been two blissful years, which is a lifetime in our line of work, and I just... I just couldn't hold it in any more. Not while watching you be irresistibly cute, and gorgeous, and way too good for me, and I don't have a ring, but I'll get one. I'll get you whatever you want. Do anything you want. Just please, baby, say yes. Be mine forever. Please? I-"
After cutting her new fiancé off with a passionate but brief kiss Felicity pulled back and grinned, "Now who's being irresistibly cute?"
"Well..." Sara began breathlessly, before grinning and wrapping her arms around her girl, "We always know how to get the other's attention."
Felicity grinned, leaned in for another kiss, and then pulled back to clarify, "That's a yes, by the way. But you totally owe me a ring and a proper proposal."
"Done." Sara promised before giving Felicity another kiss.
"And you've totally got to set aside... some time to do the wedding planning with me... and not just say, whatever you want sweetie... no... I want this to be our wedding... not just mine..." Felicity just about managed to get out in between kisses as Sara slowly began moving them through their home in the direction of their bed, "And you got to... go wedding dress shopping with Laurel... and not just for ten minutes... I'm talking at least half an hour here... really find something you like... although I'm sure you'll look amazing no matter what... you always look amazing... so amazing... so Sara... oh God!"
Sometimes Sara mumbled yes before kissing Felicity, but mostly she just kissed her as a reply, as she felt the fact that the kisses were increasingly passionate and long was answer enough. Felicity certainly didn't complain, especially when Sara began stripping off their clothes, and then gently lowered her naked girlfriend onto the bed and got on top of her.
Then she just concentrated on kissing her for a few long minutes, before breaking away and starting to kiss her way down her body, at first lingering on Felicity's neck before a few minutes later moving even lower to kiss her way to a breast and then take a nipple into her mouth.
She then went back and forth between those nipples, giving them a similar treatment to what she had just given Felicity's neck, namely sucking and kissing the soft flesh underneath her in the name of making her girl feel good. Both time she very much succeeded, Felicity constantly moaning and groaning with pure pleasure as Sara went to work on her, using what was now years worth of knowledge to drive her wild.
That included digging her teeth into the sensitive flesh, in the case of Felicity's neck leaving a mark, or more accurately re-doing a previous mark. Actually it was the same for Felicity's tits, except she was giving her a little more pleasure.
Then just as Sara was about to move lower Felicity moaned, "Sit on my face."
Sara did briefly consider protesting. After all, it really felt like a night she should be worshipping Felicity. Maybe even exclusively with her mouth. Although Sara normally save that for when she really screwed up, and this was exactly the opposite of that, and honestly, it was really hard to turn down the chance to sit on Felicity's pretty little face.
So after thoughtfully sliding her tongue around Felicity's nipples for a few long seconds Sara grinned up at her fiancé, and then scrambled up her body to position herself over her face. She then paused to savour the moment, before slowly lowering herself down, the assassin crying out with delight as the hacker reached up, grabbed her butt and forcefully pulled her down onto that pretty little face of hers.
Felicity had wanted to just flip Sara over and insist that she worship her body, but it was a little difficult for her to think coherently, let alone go through with something like that when Sara was using that wicked mouth of hers on her.
Besides, while she had occasionally taken Sara by surprise mostly Felicity found if she tried to flip their positions the Canary would just pin her down, grinned wickedly, and then be even more determined to take control. And as Sara seemed to be in one of her dominant moods Felicity eased into taking control by letting the other woman sit on her face. Also, Felicity just loved it when Sara sat on her face.
That was mostly because she became surrounded by nothing but Sara Lance. It was all Felicity could see, smell, and taste, and it certainly consumed her sense of touch and hearing as she reached up to grab a handful of meaty butt while Sara cried out loudly in pleasure, first long, slow lick.
Which was followed by soft cries, along with gasps, moans, and even occasionally whimpers of pure pleasure as Felicity eagerly settled into a slow and steady pace of licking the other girl's pussy. Which was once just a fantasy, but now was practically her life. Her heaven. Her privilege. Oh yes, Sara Lance defended innocent people by night, and it was Felicity's honour to reward her for that more or less every single night.
Occasionally there was some days they were just too exhausted, or just didn't have the time, or it just wasn't convenient, but Felicity wanted Sara just as much today as she had when she first saw her. More even. So Felicity refused to let them become just another statistic in lesbian bed death. Just as she was determined not to let them turn into an old married couple anytime soon.
No, they weren't old, and they certainly weren't just friends. They were too young, beautiful women, with an insatiable desire for each other, something Felicity was only too happy to prove now, just as Sara soon would. All to celebrate the fact that they had just got engaged.
Engaged, Felicity thought again with a wide smile crossing her lips. She was engaged. To another woman. To the woman she loved. To Sara Lance, the superhero simply known as the Canary, a deadly former assassin who had devoted her life to helping people, was sweet, kind and funny, and had abbs for days.
And big boobs. And a booty that just wouldn't quit. A big round booty which was so fun to squeeze and fondle while Felicity continued to lovingly lick the yummy treat that was gently pressed against her mouth, the hacker already looking forward to when her superhero would inevitably grind down upon her face, so she could give her new fiancé even more pleasure.
Sara was doing a good job of regaining her normal cool, but inside she was giddy as a teenage girl who had just got a date with the person she liked. Only it was ten times better, because this was the person she loved agreeing to marry her. This was the woman she loved, brilliant hacker and underrated bad ass Felicity Smoak, who had literally taken a bullet for her in the past, and that was before they had even started dating.
Felicity was selfless, kind, wonderful and just so irresistibly cute. And she just agreed to be Sara's wife. Sara was going to have a wife. And she was going to be the most amazing wife in the world, silently promising herself she would devote her life to making her new wife happy.
At the moment it was very much the other way round, and while it was important for a relationship to have a healthy amount of give and take Sara just couldn't resist giving at least something back right now, even if it wasn't much. That was why she had been sure to mount Felicity's face while facing her new fiancé's body, so it was nice and easy for Sara to reach down and gently cup the other woman's tits.
Felicity let out an adorable gasp into her cunt from just that small touch, which in turn made Sara let out an extra loud moan, and it was more or less the same story when Sara began playing with those tits. She of course started slowly and gently, and Sara tried to keep that up, she really did, but ultimately she couldn't help getting rougher.
