Halfway to the stars 🌠

1 x 1 Multi-Muse Writing & Musings RP (21+) 

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theoutsidersx​:

“sounds like a good idea.” she smiles. oliver’s patience with her made their talks, his presence all the more warm and exciting. it’s like he knew just what to say and do to get paige to relax and trust him even more than she already has. “i think it adds less to my plate, gives me a little time for fun and excitement. i’ve been single for a long time, and with that i’ve also been very horny. it’s nice to know that when i am feeling…desperate or wanted that i could go somewhere to easily lose my mind. you’re already this light, this spark in my life, and the fact that i know if i’m overwhelmed you’ll be there to help me understand makes it all the more better.” her words were soft, trusting and honest, the exact adjectives paige felt about him.

groaning, the blonde shakes her head, “that is not funny.” despite her stern tone, a chuckle bubbles out of the femme. god, she had no idea how people would allow that, she found just the thought of it to be disrespectful. the blonde hums with her new knowledge on anal. it was very rare that paige herself would ever willingly dive into study on this topic on her own. she was primarily the type who preferred to do it and get a feel for it. oliver pushing her to gain knowledge on the topic was something she learned to appreciate half way through reading the book he suggested. “oh.” she nods in understanding, he seemed so knowledgeable, so aware and experienced with all these topics and as she looks at him she just wants to learn. become the partner he needs for the moment. smiling, paige shakes her head, her free hand falling on his knee to rest comfortably. “i’m fine with all kinds of bondage.” she admits, thinking that may come as a surprise to him. paige didn’t mind getting tied up, and with her growing trust for him, she’d probably even beg for it. “erm, bounded is fine it’s all fine as long as it isn’t for long periods of time. i once watched a show where a guy was into it for hours and that’s probably a bit too much unless you’re in the room and we’re…enjoying each other’s presence for hours.” the femme clarifies biting her lips. “do you like bond…or well, what do you like with bondage?” she felt the urge to ask always needing his personal take. “i don’t feel obligated. i wanted to talk about this…remember? i’m very open to exploring with you. i want to explore and actually have fun and enjoy being with you. you’re truly too good for me, but the fact that someone like you whose so put together and well experienced wants me makes me want you even more.” paige admits shifting so she’s able to climb onto oliver’s lap, straddling his thighs, “i maybe shy but it’s because i’ve never been forced to talk about this out loud. with my friends i always make a passing comment, but with you not only am i able to be honest but i’m able to try and widen my brain and experience. not that this is a relationship but this is something that i’ve felt sure about in my life than any stage of a relationship i’ve ever had with a guy.” she mutters in an attempt to emphasize her gratitude and excitement for him.

Oliver nodded about them being together helping to ease mutual outside tensions caused by work and classes. "For me as well." He couldn't help but chuckle softly about Paige coming to him whenever she was in physical need though, "Does that make me your beck-and-call boy?", he turned the Pretty Woman quote around on her. His smile softened and warmed then though when she talked about the more emotional aspects. "That's what I want to be for you. I know I've said that twice, but I think it's extremely important. I just want to be a safe space for you, if a person can be that for another? For even more than the sexual aspect."

He grinned at Paige's stern tone, being contrary, just because he could, "It's a little bit funny.". His eyes traveled from her hand on his knee up her body, his brows raised at this full embrace of bondage. "Is that something you have any experience with on an amateur level, so to speak?" His forehead crinkled when she mentioned some show like that, and he wondered what on earth piece of media that was. He shook his head about long time periods. "It really depends on what sort of binding you're talking about, but regardless, we keep a close eye on your circulation at all times. Besides, you don't leave the room when you have someone tied up for you, unless you're remaining in exceptionally close earshot. I don't know what your favorite color is, but we can start with wide leather cuffs that are very soft on the inside and fairly quick and easy to release you from." He nodded up in the direction of the 2nd floor of the house, indicating one of his bedroom windows, where he'd last left his laptop. "We can look at some leather shoppes online together tonight, or some other time, and pick out something appropriate. I also love intricate rope bondage a lot,", he reached out to tickle a pattern along her robe-bared leg gently, "The rope is very, very soft, all kinds of pretty knots, wove all over your body, probably any color you could imagine; with your pretty hair, maybe something pastel and Princess-y?" He nodded slowly in agreement about her having wanted to discuss all of this with him tonight, still very pleased that she'd put all of the time into the outside research that he'd required. He shook his head then. "Paige, I'm not too good for you, I feel like you probably have that more than a little backwards, but I do want you, not just physically..........I'm sure I can't really describe it in a way that's going to make any sense to you yet, but I do." He chuckled fondly when she'd maneuvered herself into his lap, grinning at her. "And yet, you don't feel very shy right now." He wrapped his arms around her, trying to keep his hands somewhere neutral. "I'm very happy you feel that way, and we're going to keep communicating, every step of the way, every scene, every day, if we can, in a vanilla way, to make sure you're doing well in general. That's how this works. I tend to argue that's one of many reasons why these sorts of relationships tend to thrive over time because we have to communicate even more than in vanilla relationships, which I think is where so many vanilla couplings go wrong because they try to skip out on that, and healthy communication is essential in all manner of human relationships, even platonic ones." He reached out gently to play with the ends of the belt of her robe. "Are you still wearing lacy things under here, or did I make you give up the ghost?" He nodded back toward the patio door into the kitchen. "Are you still interested in trying dessert, or have I made you lose your appetite as well?"

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a whine falls from paiges lips at oliver’s voice, the femme eyes fluttering as she sinks deeper into the bed. “please.” she begs at his question, her voice raspy and filled with arousal. she wanted him even more now than earlier, now that she had idea of what he’s able to do she wanted it all. her tangled hands fell from his hair and traveled up to his head, loving the feeling of his tongue on her nipples adding pleasure she never felt before. her body froze as he found her g-spot, her upper body lifting to watch him in action as she felt the remnants of an orgasm approaching her. “oh fuck, oliver, i’m going to come.” she warns feeling the familiar tightening in her belly as her upper body drops to the bed and she convulses around his expert fingers, eyes squeezed shut in pure bliss. it was all so much and not enough, and as she came down very slowly from her orgasm, her grip her legs had on him loosens, her hands moving to pause the movements of his fingers, “that was…” she breathed, a chuckle leaving his lips as she leans up, pulling his lips against hers, “let me return the favor.” she whispers, pulling an inch away to look him in the eye.

Paige's begging cry of please flowed straight along the length of Oliver's cock. As the tension built in her body, he did his best to maintain a steady rhythm with his fingers stroking her g-spot, moaning encouragingly against her clit when she announced to him that she was going to come. If he'd been younger and less experienced, how beautiful she looked flushed fully with desire for him and how tightly she quaked around his thrusting fingers would have driven him over the edge right along with her, sullying the fabric of his boxers. Thankfully, he had gained a modicum of self-control over the years, lest he truly embarrass himself. He kept his pace through her orgasm, his free hand stroking her thigh gently as she started to come down, stilling his fingers when her hand stopped him, pulling them very, very gently from her fluttering pussy and cleaning them enthusiastically before their kiss. He was sure that his beard was likely a mess, delightfully covered in her intoxicating scent. He grinned at her goofily when she pulled away from his lips and uttered one of the most beautiful invitations to a man there was in the english language. "As much as I really want that, I am secure enough in my manhood to inform you that I nearly joined you just there. So, I need to know if you're planning on fucking me or not? Because I can envision cumming down your throat in a record 20 seconds when I find out that you're just as hot doing that as I've imagined, and then we'll have to wait for a little while, if you want to fuck me. I'm good with both, or neither, no pressure. Full disclosure: I'd probably do just about anything you want right now, as hard as I am for you, so please use your immense feminine power responsibly.", he chuckled fondly.  

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grinning, paige couldn’t help but to sheepishly shrug her shoulders at oliver’s words. she felt herself relax at oliver’s close proximity. although it was probably best to have space, she wanted to be close to him, have him comfort her, unnerve her as she spoke about this topic that she was obviously too inexperienced for. “yeah?” she grins, “my velvet choker and your leather belt?” she mutters as a reminder. perhaps she’d have to take a closer look at it, uncertain if oliver had multiple belts. the last thing she would want is to assumea random belt is his leather one and end up in his bed when he just wants space. nodding her head, paige knew this would be brought up, as complex as her schedule typically is she already figured she’d spend majority of her time in the library when focusing on school work. she would voice exactly that to oliver in the moment, “i plan on spending majority of my studying time in the library or at school.” she admits, she preferred to do her work in the house but any reading she tends to do on the bus which she preferred taking due to the time it gives her.

at his question about paige doing any sort of water sport on him makes her sweat, the idea a complete turn off. she shakes her head, missing his obvious humor, “i’m not comfortable with it at all. it’s one thing with everything else but i’m sure that is last on my list.” she explains keeping her eyes on the phone in front of her. was that something people did a lot in bdsm open relationships. a breath of relief falls from her lips at his words, the reassurance able to get her to relax again. the blonde felt as if she was on edge about everything, uncertain if she’d judge him too hard or offend him at some point, something she wanted to avoid. “i can do that.” she hums in agreement. “i haven’t done anal, and eventually i feel as if i’d be fine with it. just need a little easing into it.” she admits licking her lips. typically the mention of her ex put her down, but the way oliver spoke about him amused her, making her smile and feel even more safe with the male.

her blue orbs flickered around the yard, her breathing picking up at oliver’s touch before relaxing at the very soothing touch to her wrist. at the extension of his hand, paige allowed herself a moment to have his words repeat in her head. she hums in thought before the memory of how much she wanted his fingers in her crosses her mind. a smirk pulls at her lips as she looks up at the older male, “i’m open to trying that with you. i guess i was trying to see my pain tolerance because i don’t want something to be too much for me, and i especially don’t want to end up crying and cutting myself completely off from it.” she finishes explaining biting down on her bottom lip. shaking her head, paige politely disagree’s. “when we were together before, your touch…your mouth sent chills down my body, i was unbelievably turned on. i’m not sure where the disconnect was because i was turned on too.” she sighs, “maybe exploring myself isn’t the most knowledgeable way to go about all of this. maybe i should be spending more time letting you have fun easing me into it all and explaining it in the moment.”

Oliver nodded encouragingly. Of course he had more than one belt. "We'll go in my closet and pick out a special belt together, whenever you're ready to think about it seriously." He smiled softly about her schoolwork. "All right. I just want you to try to find a healthy balance between it all; I know adding in the factor of our friendship and.....all it entails adds more onto your plate, but I also want our interactions to be something that helps unburden your mind and body. That's what I want to be for you."

He cleared his throat again when he noticed her obvious disgust. "Asking how you felt about weeing on me, that was my idea of a joke, which apparently wasn't very funny. I apologize." He tried to explain part of what he had truly meant, in a neutral, non-threatening way. "Some girls like to ask for permission for things that might seem quite mundane, that's all. More about the need for overall control than anything else." He exhaled softly after that little stumble, nodding about going slowly with anal. "It's definitely not something to rush into, or even necessarily put on the menu very often, if you end up finding out you like it." Oliver relaxed a little when Paige said she was open to the idea of trying hand spanking. He shook his head. "Well, crying can be a part of the release, and that can occur with vanilla sex too, but pain play isn't anything to rush into either. None of this is. Besides, I don't want to do anything that truly hurts you; most of my hard limits are related to that: knife and needle play, blood, fire play, electrical, that kind of thing." His eyes lit up when she described how he'd made her feel on their first night together. "That is what a man loves to hear." He stroked over her inner wrist again as he questioned her, "Anything we haven't talked about yet that you're especially curious about? Bondage maybe? Any other questions? I haven't peeked, but all of your notes there do look very official. I know there's a lot of scary things to be seen out there, but my tastes really aren't very extreme, I promise. I might technically identify as a Sadist, but I like to think that I'm just as equally suited for the caring Daddy side of things, maybe even more so. And I want you to know that you can still say no to even talking about all of this any further, I don't want you to feel obligated, just because of the parts of our arrangement that I like to avoid talking about as much as possible.". He always tried to downplay the monetary contributions linked to their arrangement, because as much as he wanted to help Paige thrive, talking out the actual dollars and cents made him extremely uncomfortable. "I admit I'd be disappointed if you weren't open to exploring with me, but we'd make it work, somehow. I don't want you to ever feel obligated to have vanilla sex either, but I think we both want to, I hope?"

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cocking his head at her words, taylor purses his lips, “have i ever struggled to discuss things i want to try? my outlook on it all is just that we’re together and yes, we’ve been together for a while but i want to enjoy everything and take my time enjoying what we get into. there’s not a rush to get into new things, if you intend to be with me forever, then we have forever to work our way to it.” a sigh leave’s his lips, taylor assuming that the same way her brain runs rampant with everything else, she was overwhelming herself about this. “i’m aware.” he deadpans, though a hint of humor is obvious in the way his lip twitches. they were so obvious with each other but that’s what made things all the more intoxicating with them, he loves how easily they tend to fall in with each other. “i like the idea of our rings matching, give people who tend to scope out that shit knowledge that we’re devoted to each other.” perhaps he wasn’t all in with the idea of the rings at first, but greenleigh had convinced him as she so easily tends to do.

at the mention of it seeming too expensive, taylor lets out an agitated breath. here goes the topic of finances being brought up again. “i can afford it.” he murmurs unimpressed. not wanting to seem salty, a smile graces his lips at the mention of her birthday, “god, you’re getting old.” he teases despite the fact he was much older than her. at her sudden outburst, taylor doesn’t hide his surprise, “that’s fine, baby. i’m not asking for that much. as i mentioned, i want to enjoy what we have. we can have that conversation in a few years, but i myself am enjoying just you visiting when you want.” she was right, their personalities does lend themselves to both of them having their own place. in the moment, it was best for their relationship. deciding not to get frustrated at the mention of finances again, taylor smiles, “are you already thinking about marrying me?” he teases, “thinking about what i’d wear? do you have a notebook where you completely doodle pictures of us or write your name as mrs. greenleigh knight?” laughing, taylor looks to the woman, moving a strand of hair behind her ears, “i love that you’re thinking about all of this..i do, but i don’t like thinking too much into the future. i just overthink…disappoint myself. i think this was good, you confessing how you feel and all. lets just…talk about things i can give you now…like maybe we should do our first vacation as a couple?”

Greenleigh sighed, nodding. It was in rare moments like these that she was extremely pleased to hear Taylor say something earnest, and perhaps unintentionally incredibly sweet, even if at its heart it was about dirty sex stuff. "Forever." She rolled her eyes when he talked about people who'd notice matching rings, mumbling bitterly, "Yeah, every woman who's ever so much as glanced at you ever.".

She nodded in agreement about being old this year on her birthday. "27, don't I know it?" She knew it was dumb, her fear of a moving in commitment, since she was talking all about them getting married tonight, but she was glad that he understood how their mutual personalities lent themselves to having personal time and space apart from one another, even as much as they loved each other. When he tried to tease her, she witnessed the other side to Taylor's unexpected moments of sweetness, something that she couldn't help tended to piss her off. She knew he used humor to deflect when he was uncomfortable talking about something, which was valid, but it made her wonder how many conversations they'd be able to have about serious things that needed to be discussed, and she felt sometimes it could feel a little cruel to her ears, so she couldn't help but go on the defensive, "One, I think you know by now that I have very few sentimental bones in my body.". It was true that she wasn't really the sentimental type, and she felt Taylor trying to date the sentimental type would not go well for that girl at all. "Two, you know you'd wear what I told you to, and you'd like it. Three, you know that name sounds good as fuck, so don't even lie." She moved out of his touch after he'd touched her hair. She understood his perspective, given his Chloe experiences, but she felt she needed to force her point, "I just think whenever it's time.....City Hall is really, really pretty, and I don't know how many witnesses we'd need to have, but I was thinking just Matthew and Brady, not my sister. No parents, unless it's really important to you that your dad be there. So, that's it, that's all I want.". She drew her legs up against her chest, wrapping her arms around her shins. A vacation just sounded like another expensive thing to argue about. "We don't have to go anywhere. Anything else you're willing to give me at this point?" She wasn't sure if he'd be able to come up with anything else, but he had said things, plural.

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fondly shaking her head paige lets out a deep sigh, “i can assure you bored or not i would’ve been happy to have gotten the chance to know you.” she wsn’t sure if she was doing this arrangement right. wanting to be around his friends seemed that it would blur lines but paige was so curious to get to know oliver. she figured his friends can help assist with her inquiry of who he is. what is his favorite food? what are his unnoticeable bad habits. she knew she’d need to learn how to balance her personal life inside the house with her personal life outside the house. “yeah, i think i’m going to need those moments. i appreciate you again, for being so courteous.” she truly didn’t know how to repay him, so she’d settle for continously expressing how grateful she is for him. “it can. i mean, did i mention the bubble baths to you?” she sarcastically mutters. “just being out here has put me in a better mood. we need to talk, but if you feel you can focus on me, then…” paige scoots to the middle of the chaise longue allowing oliver space to cuddle in behind her.

biting her lip, paige lets out a hum of content. he liked it, it was reassuring, or maybe he’s just saying that to avoid her feeling bad. she attempted to keep up with everything he had to say with ease, however, it was all a lot. paige would simply nod her head, allowing herself to settle into deep thoughts about topics he mentions in his explanation. “i think i’ll surprise myself too. i feel like there’s still so much i haven’t experienced and i can’t just x off the chapter. i have to really dive into understanding it and you’re helping me.” as he offered her ideas, her ears perked at the mention of jewelry. perhaps, it wouldn’t be as fancy as oliver prefers but paige picks up, “i have a velvet choker that i love and typically looked too sexual with my outfits so I never wore. maybe i can wear that.” her shy smile appears, a blush forming on her cheeks as she remains unsure if that was a good idea to blurt out or not. perhaps some of his ideas were better suited when they were better acquainted for her in that lifestyle but for now, she wasn’t sure how she felt about any toys. after all, she never used any besides her vibrator. fully expecting for the girls to be priority, paige licks her lips nodding in understanding. perhaps things wouldn’t go to plan and may even get derailed but she was certain, the girls seeing them as simple co workers was best for everyone involved. the last thing either of them would want is for the girls to be questioning them about something that wasn’t serious. “i like those ideas.” she breathes, she typically ended up in victoria’s bed for cuddles every once in a while, so she didn’t have much expectation about it. “the fact that we’re in the same house it’ll keep me on my toes, so i think it’ll be very easy for me to fall into a lot of those things and make it become a good habit.”

shaking her head full of blonde wavy hair, paige sighs, “i haven’t. i obviously don’t want to endure anything randomly hardcore like pissing or shitting on me.” she keeps her face neutral in an attempt to avoid offending oliver if he was into that. “well, i wanted to see my pain tolerance for myself, trying to figure out whether or not i’d become even more aroused from pain. i’ve tried clamps but my body didn’t really react…i mean you would think with my piercings, it being clamped would do more but it didn’t. i tried…” she trails a blush tinting her cheeks, “a belt. obviously not on my ass but…you know.” her eyes dart down between her legvs, “to see if…but…” she trails again, “nothing. slight painful in some instances but overall…”

Oliver chuckled fondly about the bubble baths. "Yes, Princess, a few dozen times I think." He thanked her softly when she allowed him to move closer, getting up and moving over to sit on the other chaise with her, angling himself so that they could still see one another and have a good conversation this way. He nodded slowly about delving deeply into exploring everything. "And we can move as slowly as you need, no rush, no pressure." As Paige described her velvet choker, his eyes ran over the portion of her skin where such an adornment would lay, his arm having a mind of its own, reaching out so that his thumb grazed over the same soft line of her throat that his eyes had devoured. "I really like that idea." He was also worried about the two of them unconsciously giving too much away in their everyday interactions around his children. As fond of one another as he was sure they'd grow to be, they weren't dating, and he didn't want his daughters to get any silly fairy tale ideas about him marrying Paige.

He nodded about the benefits of them sharing a bed. "Given my usual frenzied work schedule, I think knowing there's someone warm to curl up with peacefully at night would make me strive to get the right amount of sleep for once. Between studying and caring for the girls, I want you getting a healthy dose of proper rest as well." Maybe it was the undercurrent of liquor still flowing through his veins, but when Paige's innocent mind had landed on the most direct form of bathroom play, he knew in his heart that he shouldn't, but he was unable to keep himself from making a little joke, "Oh, Paige the way that you say that, it so makes me want to ask, ‘but how do you feel about it the other way around?’" He cleared his throat, trying to retain decorum, since this was in fact supposed to be a serious, caring and open conversation. "A few much milder related items in that particular category, with some girls, but nothing that graphically extreme, I promise you. I may be quite the Sadist, but I don't go for very many humiliating sort of things.", he attempted to reassure her. He exhaled softly, speaking in a more loving, friendly tone. "You can give it some more thought, we're only going to be tiptoeing into the basics right now anyhow. So, we can start with my hard limits, of which there are very, very few, and work our way down from that. Let's start with something more basic and vanilla that you might think to say no to; how do you feel about trying anal eventually, unless you've done that already with Mr. Fantastic, and if so, I'd highly encourage you to give it another shot with someone more patient, because I can only imagine what that must have been like." He frowned about Paige's ex-boyfriend, a man who would experience quite a face rearranging if he ever was unlucky enough to cross paths with Oliver.

He gazed at her as she attempted to explain about the pain self-exploration, his eyes following the path hers had, down between her legs, a little confused about all she meant explicitly because she was being so shy and hesitant. Oliver reached gently for one of Paige’s arms as a calming, grounding gesture, wrapping one hand firmly around her wrist and stroking his thumb back and forth over her pulse, which he had learned on their first night together seemed to greatly turn her on. "If I may.......I'm a bit unsure what....state you were in when you tried all of this, but pleasure and pain are two sides of the same concept, and to be receptive to the idea of enduring pain as something that greatly heightens pleasure, it's best to be nice and warmed up, after I've made you come for me, or maybe even when you're desperately riding the edge in need. Would you be willing to at least think about us trying out me spanking you? Just with my hand, nice and gentle at first." He extended his free hand to her, showing the full large breadth of his palm. "As for your beautiful breasts, I'm only beginning to do proper research about the whole piercing thing, because it's most definitely a first for me, but some girls just don't have very sensitive nipples in general, so maybe that's the case for you?"

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paige liked the idea of her and oliver being envied. her more so enjoying the idea of others envious that she gets to be with someone as fine and courteous as oliver is. she wanted that and the hiccuped chuckle that leaves her lips makes it obvious. as his tongue continues to explore her, chest heaving as she attempts to restrain herself from being too much. she couldn’t help the grip yet squirming underneath his expert tongue. “yes, daddy.” she moans, her head falling back, upper body rising as her eyes rolls to the back of her head at the feeling of him fucking his tongue in her. she had never experienced this before, and she can without a doubt say she has missed out on something amazing as the attention to her clit continued to bring her closer to the edge. blue hues flitting closed as he continued to send shock waves of pleasure through her body from her pussy.

As best they could from his current perspective, Oliver's eyes remained focused upward on the passionate responses he'd managed to elicit from Paige's body as she moved so beautifully beneath him. He knew it was risky, changing his technique as she seemed to grow closer under his steady affections, but needing to breathe more deeply for the slightest moment, and realizing that if she truly wanted him to fuck her in a little while, he needed to prep her a bit more thoroughly and deeply. He pulled away a little, taking a deep breath and murmured to her soothingly, lest she get upset about the loss of his tongue inside her, "You are being such a good girl for me, I'm just stepping everything up a little, all right? Do you want me to fuck you?". He knew it was a little unfair to ask in her current needy state, but Oliver would be sure to ask again when she was thinking a bit more clearly later on, once she'd hopefully come for him. He kissed up her stomach and lavished attention upon both of her pierced nipples, his thumb still grazing over her clit as two fingers of his right hand began to sink very slowly inside the heat of her pussy, stretching her gently and curling upward to find her g-spot, stroking against it as he kissed back down her gorgeous body to take her clit into his mouth again at the same time as his fingers fucked inside her, sucking and flicking his tongue over it, like she had responded so well to earlier. He was unsure if all of this would be even better for Paige, or frustratingly different from what had seemed to be working so well for her before, but only time would tell.

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“yeah.” paige softly agrees. it would’ve been their first night attempting to join their lives together and it didn’t work out as she hoped. “oh, don’t apologize, it’s alright. shit happens, we’re both learning how to be in this arrangement.” she points out to him. at the mention of the website, paige can’t help the grin. perhaps she wasn’t like many of the girls who were constantly in those arrangements but she assumed her good-nature heart would lead her to a connection with someone. she was right. her and oliver does have a connection beyond a sexual one (which was a bonus) and now that they were in this, she wouldn’t have any regrets. “yeah, we’ll just need to figure out in which way and how much which is the point of this discussion.“ she reminds the both of them, since his words were getting her side-tracked with her heart consistently beating harder than typically. “i would have.” she smiles, “or even just me leaving my friends early to come sit in with you and your friends. i just want to get to know you better, and i feel like seeing you with them, seeing you out sometimes will be a good bridge to pass through. i also don’t want you to feel obligated to hang out with me in your free time. i just like your company and wanted that tonight. i’m open to anything.”

chuckling, paige nods, “it’s quiet. at victoria’s place, with my space being in the main area i never could really think.” she admits. at his question, she shrugs, “is this where you’re most comfortable having this conversation? i just want you there and you’ll be doing most of the talking so, your comfort is ideal for now.” gnawing on her bottom lip, the blonde looks to oliver as he explains her having control and wanting her to take something from it all she could just blink. she truly appreciated him taking the time to give her insight into what it is being in a healthy relationship would look like. “i think that’s fair and i’m fine with that. i think we’re still learning so much about each other that starting off completely would just be a recipe for conflict. keeping it strictly in the bedroom, what does it entail? i understand i have control, but despite doing this reading i still have so much lack of knowledge. what are the basics of your expectations? set times, set clothing, anything of that accord.”

Oliver nodded in agreement, as he felt this conversation could decide a lot of factors in their arrangement, even if only as a very preliminary negotiation. "I want to get to know you better as well. I think I would have been even happier tonight if you'd been by my side, but I also recognize how bored you might have been. Next time we're both free, we'll make a mutual decision as to where it would be best to spend our time. Also, as long as you promise to be safe, every once in a while I don't mind staying home with the girls while you go out with your friends on your own. I think it's important to blow off steam every once in a while, especially after times where studying has overtaken your life for a while." He smiled warmly when Paige explained one of the reasons she liked the outdoor pool area so well. "That makes sense, and water of any form can be very soothing." He shrugged slightly about his comfort. "This is fine, for now. I'd hoped to be sitting much more closely, but I recognize that I need to earn back that particular privilege."

He sighed softly, agreeing that being all in could lead to conflict, given that tonight's relatively small, in the grand scheme of things,  miscommunication, had led to this evening's emotional events. "I'll admit that a part of me likes that you're inexperienced though, especially with someone like you who seems to readily absorb knowledge, I think it's going to continue to be a joy to watch you have new experiences and analyze them together afterward, during aftercare. I know that also means that some things we try out you ultimately will decide you aren't interested in experiencing again, but that is just part of feeling these things out together. I also like the idea that maybe you might surprise yourself, once I'm able to tap into something that I think may live within you." Oliver gave some thought to his general expectations when Paige asked about timing and clothing. "We can have a sort of signal, something to build anticipation throughout the day, when one of us wants to play that night, though the evening's plans may not go exactly the way that we had wished. You could wear a certain piece of jewelry or an item of clothing, or I could wear a certain tie or belt into the office. Though we might have to lock it back up immediately afterwards, laying out a favorite toy or implement that you'd like used on you in that particular session could be an idea as well." He took a deep breath before he relayed a personal worry he had, "On an everyday weeknight sort of night, after the girls have gone to sleep, I'm a little unsure how all of that is going to work, because I don't, uh, have much experience with being in the middle of being....intimate, and then needing to get them soothed back to sleep since each of them were infants really. I know most fathers complain about the hit their sex life takes when their children get a bit older and more observant, so I'm a little trepidatious about us navigating that together, but I'm sure you knew that that was just going to be a part of us exploring together. I know we need to take care not to be too....canoodley around the girls in general, but if we can get away with it, I'd like you to start spending more nights in my bed, even if only to sleep. I want you to be comfortable enough to rest well, but I like the idea of you wearing pretty nightgowns and things to bed, whether we happen to have sex that night or not.".  He regarded the younger woman with concern and vague disapproval toward the end of the second part of his query, "Have you given much thought to what you believe some of your limits might be? And would you like to explain to me what you did on your own to explore your pain tolerance?".

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

she begged for more, and as he began to put pressure on his tongue as it languidly moved between the folds of her lips she couldn’t help the sounds of satisfaction that leaves her. when he pauses, the blonde picks her up to look at him, a breathy disbelieving laugh leaving her lips, “as illuminating as they’ll find the fact that a woman is screaming that word from your house.” her breath heavy as she muttered. falling back on her back as a light moan leaves her lips, paige happily takes oliver’s hand in hers, her grip tightening the more involved he became between her legs. her other hand moved to his hair, her grip light. that all changed at the attention to her clit, the sudden flick making her legs tighten around his leg as an “oh fuck.” left her lips. her moans indeed pick up, her grip tightening as his tongue travels lower pressing into her. “mmm daddy, yes.” she moans, shock waves spreading vicariously through her body at the feeling of his tongue exploring her body. “that’s good.” she breathes, shifting to look down at his as he continues to make her fall apart with his mouth.

"Both of us will inspire envy for miles around." Oliver gazed at her with pride, how lucky he felt to be with her tonight in the sanctuary of his bedroom, focused on her pleasure. He moaned happily against her when Paige's grip tightened on his hair and around his upper body. He tried to take note of what moves her body had seemed to react to the most favorably, trying to keep a steady course. His tongue continued to fuck slowly into her, greedily tasting everything she had to offer up to him, as he drew some of her wetness up over her clit, his thumb tickling patterns over it, every sweet little sound she made for him making his cock ache in want against the bed.

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

“i understand.” she breathes out, nodding her head. she couldn’t be upset at him for attempting to dissolve the situation before it came more complicated. “that’s fair. i think i did need a little space because as i mentioned i was a bit disappointed that you were still seemingly upset about the whole situation. maybe i over exaggerated a bit and shouldn’t have been waiting with expectations. i’m sorry.” she breathes, finally looking up at the oliver. her lips twitches at his compliment, the blonde scoffing and rolling her eyes primarily at herself. god, simple words went a long way with paige and she appreciated just being acknowledged this way. “i get you wanting to care for me, and i appreciate that with everything inside of me. i’m not used to people caring for me the way you have so graciously done so far, so when you offer things like the car, it just seems you’re going out of your way and i don’t need that. i’m a simple girl, oliver. i’ll be happy with literally anything.” she confesses with a warm smile. paige really considered herself to be a simpleton for the simple fact that she didn’t have a lot growing up, the ‘lesser’ things in life made her happy. “no, it’s fine, we can talk about it if that’s something you’re in the headspace of doing?” she cocks her head in question. “thanks for apologizing and checking on me.” she mutters licking her lips as she closed her notebook. pausing the music she had playing in the background, paige opens her phone to her notes, “before we start, you mentioned me being yours. obviously in a dominate and submissive way, right? what does that entail?” she wonders though she came to the conclusion it meant following his orders outside of the bedroom with rules and her clothing choice, she wanted to know to what degree of control did oliver prefer. before they can start talking about the private things, the public needed to be handled.

Oliver shook his head when Paige said she shouldn't have been waiting with expectations. "On the contrary, I think we both wanted all of that anticipation to build throughout the evening apart." He sighed deeply. "I'm sorry I put such a damper on that with my pointless anger." He nodded slowly, gazing back at her. "I do want to take care of you, if you'll let me. That doesn't even have to mean material things. I happen to love that you aren't spoiled. Ironically, I know what I was probably setting myself up for on that stupid website, but I really don't have much tolerance for girls who have that sort of mindset. So, I'm not sure why I thought making that profile was a good idea, but ultimately, I think it led to both of us finally opening our eyes a little wider to one another." He rethought the night's events a little in his mind. "I wasn't going out of my way, and I suppose I should have made my plans or wants more clear, maybe cut my evening short a little, and John and I could have come and picked you up from the bar, and maybe I could have met your other friends properly. Would you have preferred that?"

Oliver shrugged slightly, as there wasn't a version of tonight where he didn't check to make sure she was okay after she had bolted. "To confess, I tried your room first, but I should've known to check out here beforehand." He leaned back in his chaise, nodding about being in the right headspace to discuss all of this. "Is this where you're most comfortable having this conversation?" He'd hoped for greater physical intimacy, but he felt he'd lost the right to ask for that because of his poor behavior earlier.  "Yes, that's what I meant when I said you weren't mine yet. Paige, like I told you on our first night together, the submissive is the one who truly holds the power to decide the boundaries of the arrangement. If nothing else, when you finally feel you're ready to move on to having a relationship with someone, based on your past, I want you to be able to make healthy sexual and romantic choices, and I feel setting boundaries is an extremely important part of healthy vanilla relationships too. My point being that I want you to think about what you think you would be comfortable doing. Sometimes, asking for that sort of control can be in the bedroom only. Most people don't particularly thrive when they're micromanaged, but if there's a bad habit you'd like to work on curbing or healthier habits that you'd like to develop, I can help you with that. I want you to leave this arrangement with the skills to be the best possible version of yourself moving forward. Given my behavior tonight, perhaps it would be best to keep things in the bedroom only initially, and proceed with the rest more slowly and cautiously. What do you think?"

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

she could hear his footsteps approaching, and if paige was honest she wasn’t expecting him to talk to her. perhaps if he needed a moment, she needed a moment too. to gather her thoughts. despite knowing he was close she didn’t lift her head from her book, keeping silent as he requested to join her. at his inquiry, the blonde lets out a deep breath, looking up at the dark-haired gentleman with empty eyes. she shrugs her shoulders, uncertain of how to even voice her frustrations. “i wasn’t angry.” she grumbles, “annoyed a little, yes, not angry. i spent so much time tonight hopeful and thinking about coming here to you to just be and enjoy each other’s company and after your apology i just felt i wouldn’t be able to.” she confesses. “i–” her tone gets softer, “i don’t like having any kind of miscommunication, i try to steer clear but if you’re going to mention something…apologize for it, then at least give me a moment to explain because you just apologizing doesn’t make everything okay. there’s obviously something that upset you and i want to know more so i can avoid it for the future.” perhaps she was reading into it too much, requesting too much but she was aware with miscommunication came distance. distance that she wasn’t too fond of in the moment. “you barely acknowledging me when i’m doing something for you…that was shit, and yeah, maybe you needed a moment, i understand but i felt completely avoided like a nuisance at that point.” she breathes shaking her head. a simple kiss, or more acknowledgement would’ve been better after she spent so much time getting ready and waiting for him.

Oliver sat on the chaise anyway, though Paige hadn't verbally given permission, if only to take a few moments to listen, absorb, and try to wrap his mind around her perspective as she explained. He nodded slowly. "Okay.....that's fair. I agree that maybe I should have thought my tactics through a little more. To try to explain, I thought if I apologized first thing, that maybe we could avoid having an angry confrontation. I needed a moment, because I believe that timeouts are just as effective for adults as they are for children, more so, often, because I think sometimes we need time to calm and focus. To be honest, I'm not sure what the right way to have handled it was? I thought it wouldn't be a big deal, that I could shower, and then we could talk more, but you walked off instead, which was confusing, so I thought maybe we both needed some time and space?" He frowned when she explained how he made her feel. "Paige, you're not a nuisance. Believe me when I say that I most definitely noticed how you were dressed, that you'd done exactly as I had asked, and I was very proud of you; I said as much upstairs, but I can understand that....maybe it got a little lost in translation because I was angry with you. You were beautiful sitting there, waiting for me, you're always beautiful to me." He took another moment to breath, looking up at the night sky. "To attempt to explain the original issue, I was very angry with you, unjustifiably so, because I thought we had mutually agreed that you were going to take my car home tonight at the same time that you agreed to wait in my bed for me. Apparently, we had in fact not mutually agreed? I was trying to provide a simple measure for your safety, because the more time you spend here with the girls and I, the more important you're going to become to all of us, and I want you to be safe, if I have anything to say about it. However......I realized on the ride home that I was acting like you're mine already, which was extremely unfair of me, because we haven't formally broached that subject. I feel like you wanted to start talking about that sort of thing tonight?" He sighed softly, "I understand if you don't want to tonight anymore though. I'm sorry I upset you and made you feel unwanted. I thought about you all evening too, I wanted us to....curl up together and just have a nice long talk about whatever your reading has made you think about.".

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

hearing oliver come through the door made paige perk up. pausing the video on the screen, the femme anxiously put the lid on top of the fruit she was munching on and grabbed a towel out of the bathroom to place the fruit bowl on top of. taking a deep breath, she could hear him shuffling, her nerves building with every step he took closer to his bedroom. bearing all her pearly whites, the femme leans back with her hands flat on the bed, legs crossed, right leg over the left awaiting for his presence. paige doesn’t miss the look in oliver’s eyes, her smile quickly dropping as she looks at him. she wasn’t sure what she expected when he walks in but his reaction and the lack of words in his compliment weren’t it. her cheeks began to burn with embarrassment, paige nodding avoiding his eyes as she crosses her legs pretzel style. “it’s –” she attempts to speak up but allows him to continue. she wasn’t sure why he was still on the topic of inviting her out when it was long gone from her mind. they hadn’t mutually agreed to it, however, she was content to see that he did come to the conclusion that she’s able to take care of herself and didn’t need him to go out of his way to accommodate her with everything. he didn’t allow her to speak, and when he proposed his shower alone, the rage hit her.

she spent the entire night thinking about him, excited to surprise him in his bed and actually have a good night where they talk, fuck and just enjoy each other’s presence and he was letting a little miscommunication ruin that with his mood which has now ruined her mood. without saying a word, paige nods, ignoring his eyes as she grabs her phone and gets off his bed. she slips out of his room into her own pulling on her robe and slipping her slippers on. the blonde doesn’t waste time placing her hair into a messy bun as she steps into her bathroom quickly brushing her teeth with added frustration and putting her night mask on. it all felt too familiar, her going out of her way and putting effort into something to be shot down. she didn’t like the feeling. paige appreciated oliver being vocal about needing a moment something her ex never did but it all just triggered her because she fully expected a moment to be space for the night. washing her face mask off, paige grabs her notebook deciding she could use a moment of distraction, the one place in the house she enjoyed most. dropping on a chaise longue, the femme lays back and starts drawing, the comforting voice of ariana grande playing in the background from her phone.

Oliver tried to analyze every little movement of Paige's body as he spoke, knowing things were going wrong about halfway through, but being rather clueless as to why, or how to fix it in the moment. As she left his room, his mouth hung open for a moment, staring at the place on his bed that she had been, then closing his eyes tightly. No matter what was going on with her, he still needed those few moments to himself to sober up a little more and wash off the grime of the evening. He stripped off the rest of the way, throwing his dirty clothes in the hamper, using the bathroom, and starting the shower extra hot. He spent his minutes in the shower efficiently, but also thinking, because this felt like the beginnings of their first row, which was exactly what he was trying to avoid by apologizing on the offset. He figured that little while he was cleaning up was some time and space between them, but not knowing her well at all yet, he was a little uncertain if it was best to go after her at all and dare to invade the private space of her bedroom. He got out of the shower, dried off, and tried to brush the remnants of whiskey from his teeth and tongue. He walked to his dresser, pulling out a fresh t-shirt and boxers, dressing in them, then pulling his bathrobe on top of them, figuring that Paige wouldn't want to see him in his underwear, under the circumstances. He wasn't sure what he was going to say yet, but he walked to her room, knocking on the door, then peeking inside carefully and realizing that she wasn't in there. Confusion wrinkling his features, he padded downstairs in his slippers to the kitchen, as that was the last room of the house he'd mentioned to her. He gazed out the kitchen patio door, spotting her lying by the pool, and though she'd mentioned how much she liked it previously, the full impact of that preference was only just occurring to him. Oliver opened the patio door, slowly walking closer to the pool, approaching the empty chaise next to Paige, pointing at it without sitting down, and speaking softly in case she didn't want company, which he would understand, given the situation, "Permission to come aboard?" He sighed softly, still standing, "Do you want to clue an old man in?", he pointed back toward the upper level of the house, "because I thought I was apologizing up there for becoming angry with you earlier, and it seems to me like all that did is make things much worse?".

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

a breathy laugh falls from paige’s lips at oliver’s words, the femme catching the look in his eyes as it makes the hair on her neck stand up. god, he was ridiculously intoxicating and she was sure he wouldn’t understand every second he spent this close to him she was beginning to lose her mind. the ghost touches across her body, his filthy words, his confidence was all too much, paige’s heart thumping in her throat as she inaudibly murmurs, “i need more.” she would beg if he wanted that, because patience here with him wasn’t her strong suit and it was something that was being brought to light in the moment. his next words keeps her still, the blonde smiling at him with content and adoration. oliver was such a smooth talker but amongst it all, paige knew he was being honest and she appreciated it. appreciated his trust within her.

as their lips lock, paige breath hitches, eagerly replying. whining lowly, she offers him soft touches, low hums of approval leaving her lips with every part of her body his lips touches. as his mouth wraps around her sensitive breath, a moan falls from her lips, her fingers threading through his soft hair as she encourages by arching her back forward. she hadn’t ever been with someone this attentive, this confident, with this much control. she loved it. it made her all hot, aiding in the passion of all that’s happening. “mhm.” she moans as they lock eyes, her other hand moving to stroke his cheek encouragingly. despite how apprehensive she had been to this, being in the moment just made her want it. slowly, she was losing control and was certain if he didn’t start to touch her, play with her in someway she’ll gather the courage to take control and fuck him like she so desperately has wanted since yesterday but has wondered long before. “you don’t have to worry about it, with how you’re teasing me i fully intend to make sure the neighbors know your name.” the femme barely thinking about the sentences she’s able to formulate when she’s back and forth between cloud nine.

Oliver grinned at her in promise when Paige asked for more. "And more you shall have." He started to give more focused touch and soft kisses to all of the intricate little folds between her legs, tracing his tongue slowly over them, exploring, worshiping really, as he started to get into the zone of pleasing her. At her words about screaming his name, he really shouldn't have, but he couldn't help pulling away for a second and making a little joke, his eyes gleaming with mirth, "I'm sure my neighbors will find it extremely illuminating to learn that they live near someone named Daddy.". The huffed breath of his laugh likely brushing over the wet skin upon which his tongue had been lavishing attention. He reached out for one of her hands with his, lacing their fingers to keep a more grounding contact between them. For Oliver, there was just something about oral, giving focused pleasure to someone, unselfishly, or receiving it, gratefully, that often felt like the greatest gift. If Paige ever decided to return the favor, she'd have the key to getting him to agree to nearly anything she wanted, much more powerful even than that pout of hers. Lost in the sweet, intoxicating taste of her, he flicked his tongue experimentally against the tip of her clit, then drawing it into his mouth, sucking gently, and moaning needy, eager little vibrations against it, before nuzzling down to tease at her entrance with his tongue, gathering up all of her sweetness, then thrusting inside slowly with the flexible muscle, licking along the start of the top wall, as his nose tickled against her clit, his free hand stroking her inner thighs in another grounding gesture.

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

“i’m considering it.” nick responds making paige smile, “once you do i’ll even buy you food to show how grateful i am.” she promises feeling her phone vibrate. licking her lips as she digs her phone out of her bag, she reads the text. an exasperated sigh leaves her lips along with a roll of her eyes at oliver’s obvious frustration with her. she didn’t think it was that big of deal, she trust nick and knew she’d get home safe. after all, she was the one drinking and not him. forcing a smile, paige leans in pressing a kiss to the male’s cheek before opening the door and stepping out of the car, “let me know when you’ve gotten back with the group. have fun. i’ll check in in the morning?” she wonders, humming once nick nods his head. closing the door behind her, she takes out her keys unlocking the house and closing that door as nick watched her get inside before pulling off. paige wasn’t sure why it was such a big deal to oliver, but the last thing she wanted was to upset him, piss him off to the point where he’d curse at her through text message.

despite it all, she still wanted to spend the night with him. the femme deciding in that moment that doing as he asked earlier and waiting in his bed for him would be the best option to avoid any kind of argument. grabbing a water and a bowl of mixed fruit, she instantly goes up to her room and stepping out of her clothes, paige hopped in the shower, cleaning herself swiftly with ease as the last thing she wanted was for him to walk in while she was anywhere aside from his bed. quickly, drying herself, she let out a deep sigh looking into her phone at the text messages once again. distracting herself with instagram as she pulls on the red lace set deciding it’d be a good distraction as she sips on the water heading into his room. letting her hair down, paige makes herself comfortable in the middle of his bed, legs crossed watching videos on a low volume to hear when he walks through the door.

Thankfully, Oliver had talked himself down significantly by the time the towncar pulled into his driveway, but he stayed in the backseat for a few extra moments before he thanked and said goodnight to his driver. He was grateful to see the lights on, meaning that hopefully Paige had returned in somewhat the same condition in which she had left. He breathed deeply as he unlocked the door, unsure what he was going to be walking into, and what the young woman's mood was going to be like, as she hadn't texted him back. He took off his boots by the door and hung up his leather jacket and keys. He then walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, putting the dessert boxes in there, and grabbing three bottles of water, drinking a whole one down on his own in the kitchen, recycling it, and taking another few moments to breathe deeply before he carried the other two bottles upstairs to his bedroom for he and Paige, though he thought there was a good chance she was in her own room.

He felt himself calm further when he walked slowly into the room, seeing the blonde safely on his bed, precisely as he had instructed, trying not to get distracted by what she was wearing. He set the water bottles on a towel on his nightstand as he studied her. Though his bitter disappointment was likely still quite apparent in his expression and tone, he attempted to speak softly and evenly. "I'm very happy to see that you have arrived home safely. You look.......I'm very pleased to see that you are in fact capable of listening when I ask you specifically to do something." He exhaled, doing his best to apologize, and get ahead of any argument, so that they could hopefully still salvage what was left of the night. "I hope that you had fun tonight with your friends, but I apologize that I wasn't thoughtful enough to think ahead and invite you out with mine first instead. That was the right thing to do, even just as housemates, so you are clearly much more socially evolved than I am, since you had the forethought to invite me, which likely would not surprise anyone who knows me. More importantly, I apologize for grossly overreacting, I simply wanted for you to be safe, and I thought we had mutually agreed that you were going to use my driver if you decided to drink to any extent. However, I realize that you are a grown woman who is perfectly capable of caring for herself, and that I have no dominion over you.", he explained, using truly odd phrasing. "Now, if you will excuse me, I need a few more minutes to refocus from being a raging arsehole, before we can have an adult discussion, so I would like to shower quickly please, alone." He walked to pull out his wallet and his phone, setting them on the dresser, and undoing his belt, pulling it out of the loops of his jeans, and placing it on the dresser as well. He pulled his t-shirt over his head, tossing it in the direction of the laundry hamper in his bathroom. "I put the desserts I promised to bring home for us in the fridge."

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

watching oliver complete the filthy act of sucking off his fingers that had been in her made the femme whine, everything in her lower region clenching around air as she remains looking into his eyes with big puppy dog eyes. god, the sight made her legs shaky, the blonde even more intrigued with his mouth. taking a moment, paige takes a deep breath in and then let it out as he joins her on the bed, blush obvious on her cheeks as she murmurs a light “thank you.” she smiles grateful, smitten, frazzled. his question catches her off guard for the third time tonight, paige craning her neck as she rolls her eyes, the look being answer enough. letting out a breathy laugh, the blue-eyed beauty breathes again, “i am turned on beyond belief. i want you, to feel you between my legs.” her voice soft as her eyes get darker by the second. wanting to show her courtesy, she looks at her oliver, “what about you? are you alright?” the blonde aware that she will be the first person he sleep with outside of his wife and the people he had an arrangement with with his wife. oliver had been taking care of her, that she hadn’t thought about the pressure or the significance this could possibly have within him.

Oliver smiled softly, shaking his head when she thanked him, because as much as maybe it sounded like an empty compliment to her, he really did forget how to breathe now that he was encouraged to be so intoxicatingly close to her. "No, thank you." His eyes somehow grew even darker, smoky really, when Paige said she wanted him. "I want you too." He tickled his fingers down along her side, and across her pelvis for emphasis, grinning like a fool. "Though I'd argue that at least a little bit of me has been between your legs already." His smile turned warmer, endeared that she'd actually thought to ask him the same, and he looked around his dimly-lit bedroom for a moment, taking it in, as if the room held all of those answers. He was still a little unsure if going as far as they might later tonight was necessarily the best scenario on their first date, but they both had the security of knowing that they'd be seeing each other again, that no matter what happened between them personally, they'd be getting to know one another better simply because Paige was going to be moving into his house. It was a huge moment for him, finally crossing this line with someone new and in the sanctuary of his own bedroom. He nodded slowly. "I'm very happy you're the one who is in here with me tonight." 

Oliver leaned in to kiss her lips softly, letting the kiss deepen a little before he pulled away, starting to trail kisses along her neck, sucking very gently over her pulse, and kissing along her collarbone as his long arms reached to tease his fingers lightly along the soft skin of her inner thighs again as he kissed down to lavish attention to both of her breasts as his fingers dared to trace the crease where her thigh met her pelvis. He never stopped touching and kissing some path of her beautiful skin at all moments. He gazed up at her as he kissed down her stomach and peppered light kisses over her pubic bone before teasing away from her pussy, kissing down along her inner thighs instead, scraping his teeth over them gently, then soothing them with softer kisses as his fingers tickled over the backs of her knees. He looked up at her passionately again after he'd kissed back up to above her clit, taking in how delicious she smelled to him, his neglected cock throbbing in response. "You're going to have to be especially verbal right now to clue me in to what you usually like, what feels best to you right now in this moment, until I learn what drives you over the edge at exactly the pace I'm wanting to go on any particular night." He gave Paige a devilish grin. "Tugging at my hair very roughly to direct me to just the right spot is also very, very good for me."

[thearcher2019]

i think if a woman says she doesnt ever want kids you should just shut the fuck up and support her 

[bayareaxmuses]

@theoutsidersx

[bayareaxmuses]

theoutsidersx​:

sighing, and rolling her eyes, paige smiles agreeing to let nick drive her. after short goodbye’s to her friends, she’s leaving with a spank to her ass, accompanied with a wink by victoria. clenching around nothing at oliver’s text, paige gulps, the memory of their sweaty bodies moving in sync the last time they were alone enough to make her hot. love that you’re easy to convince with the right ideas. a laugh leaves her lips, nick eyeing her as they walk to the car. “what’s got you so excited?“ he asks making paige blush, “victoria felt the need to text.” she quickly lies, licking her lips. the walk to the car felt like a breath of fresh air, paige requesting they stand outside for a moment to take in the weather, the night, atmosphere of the club goers littering the entire block. it’s fine, love. the designated driver of the night has already offered to drop me off. you continue to enjoy your time with your brother and keep the car on hand, this way, you’ll be able to get to me even faster. her message wasn’t quite as sexy as oliver messages tends to so easily be, however it was all that she could muster.

getting into the passenger seat, paige buckles herself in, placing her phone into her bag on her shoulder as nick pulls out heading the new direction of her home. “did you enjoy yourself?” the male asks, making paige nod, “yeah, i always enjoy myself. you guys maybe frustrating as fuck but you all know how to have a good time. i wish i was more like that.” she breathes, loving how everyone seemed so comfortable in their skin except her. “you’re capable.” nick points out. “i mean, do you see who you’re talking to? i’ve seen you at your best worst self.” a scoff leaves paige’s lips thinking about the time she had gotten way too drunk, “i can say the same.” smirking at each other, the two easily fall into a fit of laughter, their conversations ranging from good old banter to serious talks. perhaps the car ride was slightly longer than it could’ve been but it was nice to have a conversation about life, even more interesting when nick changed the subject to paige’s new life…about oliver. “despite my apprehension about you moving in with that guy, i think it’s good. if i know anything about you it’s your passion. this’ll be easy for you to focus on school and work without over exerting yourself with victoria’s nonsense.” giggling, paige hums in agreement.

“just promise me one thing.” he continues, “don’t fall into this made up fairytale. i don’t want to see you get your heart broken.” his words resonate with paige, thinking about how dumbly she fell for her ex. the good thing is she was going into this with awareness and communication. she’d protect herself in the process. pulling up outside the house, paige gives it a once over seeing the lights out, “no one must be home.” oliver states, “this has been fun west. we should do it again, during normal hours…just you and i.” paige smiling, expecting nick to ask her on a date as he so typically does. “i’ve offered you that much plenty of times before. when will you take me up on my offer to work on my design on you?” the blonde asks a pout on her lips as she unbuckles her seat belt.

Oliver had been unable to keep the grin off his face at Paige's first text, answering honestly: Exactly. You have no idea the power that you hold. Later on, though he had been feeling extremely receptive due to the healthy dosage of alcohol flowing through his system, his ire had risen when he read Paige's texts announcing she wasn't doing as she had been told, and a heavy scowl formed in his features, a look with which Greyson was extremely familiar, causing Grey to quip knowingly, "Off the leash already, I see?". He was reminded of the many times he and Ginnie had had ridiculous fights when they were about 19 because as his then girlfriend, she had willfully done something he'd specifically asked her not to do, because thus often was her bold personality. It had pissed him off to no end back then, but now it was a cherished memory that he held close to his heart. His jaw clenched as he typed and deleted a few times before he got something out that made any sense: Paige, is that what we agreed to, if you'd been drinking? No, I don't want to see my fucking brother tonight, that was the whole fucking point! I'm coming home right now. He took several deep breaths and drained the rest of his glass, trying to remind himself that not only were the two of them not dating, the young woman hadn't even made her formal verbal intentions known about the idea of him officially Dominating her, which was a big part of the point of them having a discussion once they'd both gotten home. He looked at Greyson as if the other man had all of the answers. "I made a perfectly reasonable request for her safety." Grey finished his own drink, offering, "Apparently she didn't see it the same way.".

Oliver plucked his leather jacket from the back of the bar chair, pulling it out on and messaging his driver: We're taking the scenic route home. He didn't even have a preference as to what that was supposed to mean exactly, but John had been driving him long enough to be able gauge his mood from those words alone. Usually, it meant he needed extra time for a major attitude adjustment between an extra shitty day at the office that had beaten him down emotionally and coming home to try to be sweet and upbeat with his daughters, and now Paige. Oliver needed the extra time to calm down and remind himself how not his Paige was. He sighed heavily to Greyson, thanking the man after they'd wrestled the boxes with the desserts into a bag to take home, the two men hugging and slapping one another on the back, the way men tend to do. "Next time, I'm doing the right thing and inviting her along.", Oliver decided. The fact was, he didn't know Paige well enough yet to know whether she was being willfully disobedient, or simply hadn't wanted to trouble him. As he sat back in his seat in the back of the towncar on the meandering ride home, muttering ‘not mine, not mine, not mine’ over and over to himself, he realized she probably didn't understand that he'd truly meant the offer.

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paige simply wanted to know was any of his friends aware of their arrangement. she was typically used to men getting stupid when alcohol is in the mix, and despite this not being a relationship, paige still liked the idea of him being able to proudly confide in another about her. she loved the idea of him bragging about her, even in just a platonic – great worker kind of way. “sounds good.” she simply utters, though the smile on her face is telling enough.

as the night continued to go on, paige embraced the plan of the night which was to just have a good time. she figured victoria’s conclusive suggestion of drinks for her were spot on and decided she’d continue to keep it light with her cocktails. the last thing she wanted was to end up in oliver’s bed and end up rejected because he could smell the alcohol on her breath. she danced the night away, going between pumping up her friend about his promotion or groaning about dancing too much and her feet being in pain. as per any other night they go out, she ends up alone smiling back at the text message from oliver that appears on her phone. perhaps, would’ve preferred to be closer to you at this point. hard limit? even on a sheet or one of those bed things they have on those island beaches? :( she wasn’t sure what was preferred, after all she never played with food when she had been with her ex. instead the femme typed out a quick message of surprise me before she was getting distracted by nick. although it was quite obvious nick is fond of paige, paige was against blurring the lines of their friendship. when her and zack had broken up, it made things very awkward even with her bit of friends who were super close to his friends. the duo spent a good twenty minutes talking, paige ignoring the soft touches to her arm before she decided to go for her last drink of the night.

“so, how’s it living with that dude and his kids?” nick asks making paige smile, “it’s cool. i mean, who wouldn’t love it?” he nods his head intrigued. “haven’t really seen him while you were moving in. guy seems like a right prick.” the male assess making paige roll her eyes. “the whole point of me living there is to care for the kids because he isn’t really around.” “a paid for stepmother?” the male inquires making paige scoff. “i think the title is called live-in nanny. a lot of people do it.” “well, don’t go falling for him. don’t want your heart to be broken.” paige chuckling, “no fear there. i’m fine, i promise it’s just for work.” she assures him ,”which i should be getting home…” she trails going for her phone. heading to your bed she quickly texts oliver as nick offers to drive her. despite her refusal, the male insists, reminding her that he only had the shot they had taken.

Oliver had taken his leather jacket off, easing back into the booth with his friends and listening to tales of how everyone was, and updating them on the girls and anything non-work-related he could think of, but he spent most of the evening daydreaming about Paige in filthy situations he'd likely never be able to coax her into participating in. He replied to her text: Come home and I'll sweat all over you as much as you can handle. If it's in Tahiti, I might be willing to make an exception. Will do. He decided ordering all three desserts to take home was the best plan. He'd already made the decision to skip out on the second activity and location of the night, checking out some likely mediocre band his brother, David, was interested in signing for the music division of the corporation, figuring anyone who actually wanted to go was perfectly capable of passing on their own opinion to the younger Wainwright brother. Later on, Avery stood to make her leave to see her flavor of the month. Oliver grinned at her knowingly. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Avery rolled her eyes at him. "Don't worry, that's a shockingly short list!"

After the others had left, including Greyson's wife, the two old best friends sat alone together at the bar for Oliver's last drink of the night. Grey's eyes sparkled, making a Sound of Music nanny reference, just to be a pain in the ass, as he was wont to do, "How's it going with little Maria penetrating your inner sanctum?" Oliver laughed, shaking his head. "Not nearly as much fun as you make it sound when you put it like that." He played with his glass against the bar, answering sincerely this time, "I don't know, Mate, it's early days. I really like her. I just can't shake the feeling that she's going to end up wanting more than I can give her, and everything's going to go to shit." He sighed in Greyson's direction when his phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his jeans pocket, "Speak of the blonde goddess herself." Upon notice that Paige wanted to come home, he texted her a long list of instructions: Send me your location and I'll send John over with the car right now. I'm coming home soon. Giving my brother my second opinion on signing some loud shit band is too close to business for a Friday night. Take a nice hot shower and think of me. And for fuck's sake, drink some water! He left his phone out so that he could send her location info to the driver. Grey tried to offer some sincere advice for once, "Live in the now? You’ve always said Gin would really love her, so isn't that all that matters?" Oliver nodded slowly, because as crazy as it might sound to some, his wife's opinion, what he thought she would have likely done in many situations, still guided his life.