oliver hunt. like oliver twist but way cooler

[lydiamercygrey]

@ollieshunt

Lydia’s heart beat is out of control, she is running as fast as her legs will take her. She and one of the other captures made this arrangement weekly. Oliver Hunt. The name plays a cute little harp in her mind, the boy she teased, the boy who teased her, the one she grew with and was now stuck as a monstrosity with. She crouches down near some trees, “Oliver? Ollie?” She whispers lightly. No answer. She rolls her eyes “Stubborn headed boy.” She mutters under her breath but loud enough for him to hear.

[huntsoliver]

Ollie's eyes soften as he slowly sits up. "Mercy? What's wrong?" Slowly he wraps his arms around her small frame, pulling her body to his. "Hey... what is it?" He presses a small kiss to her temple.

[lydiamercygrey]

@ollieshunt

Lydia’s heart beat is out of control, she is running as fast as her legs will take her. She and one of the other captures made this arrangement weekly. Oliver Hunt. The name plays a cute little harp in her mind, the boy she teased, the boy who teased her, the one she grew with and was now stuck as a monstrosity with. She crouches down near some trees, “Oliver? Ollie?” She whispers lightly. No answer. She rolls her eyes “Stubborn headed boy.” She mutters under her breath but loud enough for him to hear.

[huntsoliver]

Ollie feels himself follow her, wanting to keep kissingbher. But as she speaks, he feels a grin form over his face. "Lead the way then." He reaches down to grab the clothing she dropped, not wanting tonforget it later

[lydiamercygrey]

@ollieshunt

Lydia’s heart beat is out of control, she is running as fast as her legs will take her. She and one of the other captures made this arrangement weekly. Oliver Hunt. The name plays a cute little harp in her mind, the boy she teased, the boy who teased her, the one she grew with and was now stuck as a monstrosity with. She crouches down near some trees, “Oliver? Ollie?” She whispers lightly. No answer. She rolls her eyes “Stubborn headed boy.” She mutters under her breath but loud enough for him to hear.

[huntsoliver]

Ollie feels his mischeivious grin fade into one of adoration and awe as he looks at her. He hates the thought of that.. Of that man touching her. That bloodthirsty monster. But as he stares at her it all melts away.

Desperately, hungrily, his lips find hers, relishung the taste of her. He feels his tongue dart over her lips, requesting entrance.

[lydiamercygrey]

@ollieshunt

Lydia’s heart beat is out of control, she is running as fast as her legs will take her. She and one of the other captures made this arrangement weekly. Oliver Hunt. The name plays a cute little harp in her mind, the boy she teased, the boy who teased her, the one she grew with and was now stuck as a monstrosity with. She crouches down near some trees, “Oliver? Ollie?” She whispers lightly. No answer. She rolls her eyes “Stubborn headed boy.” She mutters under her breath but loud enough for him to hear.

[huntsoliver]

“I resent that,” Ollie breathes just behind her, smirking as he realized he successfully snuck up on her. He quickly takes her by the shoulders, spinning her around to face him as he pins her against a tree. “Well, little Lydia Mercy, look what we have here,” he whispers. “You’re breaking all the rules by being out with me tonight you know.” Never in a thousand years would Oliver have guessed that he would be here with Lydia Grey. Never, ever, did he imagine that he would be falling for this girl, that she would have any inclination of feelings for him. Sure he was attracted to her before, he teased her mercilessly for that very reason. 

To the world she was Lydia. To him she was Mercy. Beautiful, perfect, badass Mercy. The only Mercy his soul would ever be granted he was sure.