[for Lois] nine yards; they start at ice skating

[yeahihidmypants]

There wasn't anything else he had planned for the day, so going ice skating with Lois was perfectly acceptable. Of course, the fact that it was spending time with Lois didn't decrease his ability to blow off a day of work to have fun. Shrugging into his leather jacket, he moved toward the elevator and down to the parking garage. Selecting a car was easy, opting for one that wasn't bright yellow, he got in and headed to go pick up Lois.

Of course he didn't have skates, or have any clue if Metropolis even had ice in the center of the city yet, but he'd figure it out. If nothing else it was a short drive to the airstrip and he was sure they had ice somewhere.

Pulling up, Ollie parked the car and headed over toward the door. Pressing the buzzer for Lois' apartment he held it down, fully expecting her to either reply she was on her way down, or buzz him to come up.

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[mystoryidontshare]

She wasn't exactly ready by the time he got there. So she buzzes him up even as she's slipping her shirt on, "Come on up, Ollie." Because he was the only person that she'd been expecting. Although he'd gotten there in less time than he'd said. Not that she expected anything less from him.

Looking at herself in the mirror she almost wonders what it is she's doing. It had been a while since she'd spent any sort of time with Ollie. Much less as much time as they'd been talking about. The decisions she'd made would have them running around for miles. Or at least that's what it already felt like. A part of her was nervous not that she should've been. But hey... this was Ollie.

This wasn't going to be easy.

[yeahihidmypants]

Opening the door, Oliver headed up to Lois' apartment, turning to hit the lock on his car before he got to the elevator. He wasn't really too worried about Lois, they were friends, and he was pretty sure she was well aware of how he felt about her. He also was very aware of his friendship with Clark, no matter how rocky, and wasn't going to just swoop in and charm Lois.

Okay, maybe a tiny bit of charming her.

Opening the door to her place, he hovered in the front area, "Lois? Just, you know, whenever you're ready."

[mystoryidontshare]

Oh she was more than aware of his feelings for her. Just as she was sure he was well aware of her feelings for him. That hadn't changed. There wasn't a day that had gone by that her feelings for Ollie hadn't surfaced. Or re-surfaced rather.

Pulling her hair up into a ponytail she heads out into the front area grabbing her purse on the way. "Let's go, Ollie." She was ready to get out and have some fun.

[yeahihidmypants]

Turning easily on heel, he followed Lois out and toward the elevator. His keys spun loosely on his finger, switching into his palm, and then out of it, every so often as they waited.

"So, big ice skating fan?" It was small talk, and he was going to at least start the conversation somewhere, even if the elevator had opted to show up.

[mystoryidontshare]

The door gets locked behind her before she leads Oliver towards the elevator. To get them out of that apartment building. The jingling of his keys made her want to reach out and cover his hand but she doesn't. Instead, she just listens to the sound of his voice. It was something she always liked the sound of.

"Can't say that I'm a big fan. I've only been ice skating a few times and that was before moving to Smallville."

[yeahihidmypants]

Stepping into the elevator, his hand, the one that had been fiddling with his keys, holds the door for her. When she's in, he presses for the lobby, and moves to lean against the back of the elevator. Ahh... elevators, this time with one-hundred percent less zombies.

Nodding, he pressed his hands to the back railing, "You do know how to skate right? I'm not going to be watching you shuffle along the ice today, am I?"

[mystoryidontshare]

Stepping in the elevator she moves over and leans against the side. Watching him she gives him a genuine smile. There was a part of her that couldn't wait to get out and have fun. After all, it had been a while since she had. The last time she'd had some real fun... actually, she couldn't remember.

His question gets a small laugh out of her. "I know how to skate." She'd moved around enough and learned quite a bit growing up.

[yeahihidmypants]

Nodding, he seemed alright with that answer. Moving to the front of the elevator as it came to the lobby. Once more, his hand reached to hold open the door, gesturing for Lois to exit, "Ladies, first."

[mystoryidontshare]

She shakes her head at that before stepping out of the elevator. "Chivalry didn't die I see." She says with a slight smirk.

[yeahihidmypants]

"Not on my watch," Ollie offered. His hand pressed lightly to the small of her back, moving down the hall until they reached the door. Taking a few steps forward, he opened the door for her, smiling at her.

"I'm just being the nice guy, Lo."

[mystoryidontshare]

"I know what you're being, Ollie." She says with a slight shake of her head. But when that door is opened she slips in and leans back relaxing. It was nice to spend time with him.

[yeahihidmypants]

Smirking he laughed a bit, "Am I not being a nice guy? You can tell me, I can handle it."

[mystoryidontshare]

She leans back against him and gives a smile. "Well, if you don't want to be stripped down and given a bit of body heat... I guess I can understand that too." Though she might be giving a bit of a pout as well.

But she was serious about the body heat ordeal. He'd have to take his chances there.

[yeahihidmypants]

There was a bit of a grin that flashed onto his features as he maneuvers them into the building and toward the elevator.

"Hey, no complaints here."

[mystoryidontshare]

"I would sure hope not. This is a once in a lifetime offer, Mr. Queen."

When they step out of the elevator she takes his hand leading him to her door and once it was unlocked, leads him inside.

[yeahihidmypants]

Raising an eyebrow in slight concern, he glanced to Lois, "Once in a lifetime? I'm really hoping that's not true, Lo."

[mystoryidontshare]

She hears the concern in his voice before turning and kissing him. Arms wrapping around his neck she nips his bottom lip. "Don't sound so concerned, Robin Hood. I plan to keep you forever."

[yeahihidmypants]

The moment of concern is dismissed with a slight bit of a glance behind them to the door shutting, and then his attention returns to her. Encircling his arms around her, pulling her closer as he returns the playful nip with a full kiss. Breaking to smile at her, "Sounds like quite a lifetime."

[mystoryidontshare]

"But that's only if you can handle this reporter. You can do that can't you?" She asks kissing him again.

[yeahihidmypants]

Smirking he gave her a glance, one meant to inspire confidence in his ability, but knowing him it just looked cocky.

"I've been known to be up to the challenge," Ollie replied before leaning closer to her, his hands moving to scoop her up into his arms. "How's this?"

[mystoryidontshare]

Lois surpresses a surprised yelp and wraps her arms around Oliver's neck giving a grin. Kissing him again she lays her head on his chest. "It's a start Robin Hood. Still doesn't show you can handle me, however." With those words one of her cold hands slide up under his shirt.

[yeahihidmypants]

"Holy cold!" Ollie smirked at her, knowing he couldn't exactly do anything about her hands, since he was carrying her.

[mystoryidontshare]

That just gets a smirk out of her and those hands, both of them now, slide further under his shirt across his stomache and further up to his chest.

[mystoryidontshare]

Lois shivers slightly, feeling those fingers trail up along her bare skin. Bringing his face down to her, she kisses him good and hard, pulling away only to get her shirt off, throwing it aside.

"Less clothing can be done."

[yeahihidmypants]

There's a hint of a groan when she takes charge, Oliver always appreciative of the stronger side of Lois, watches as she strips her shirt off, his fingers lightly tracing against her waist. Letting them tuck beneath the closure of her jeans, he tugs up a bit, feeling that button pop open, before he skims his hand around her waist, beneath her jeans, to find purchase just above where her thigh starts.

"I'm glad to hear it, I've always been a fan of the less is more approach. You know, except in business. Then more is more."