Matt knew what he was doing when he gave Oliver that little smoldering gaze and the smiling kisses. Oliver played right into it, and Matt basked in the little victory that he wouldn’t have guessed would be in his grasp over a year ago. The usual possessive streak he felt when in relationships was being challenged, however, when he found himself realizing that he couldn’t say ‘mine’ without adding ‘and also Nev’s’ at the end of the thought. So he didn’t say anything at all. It was just an adjustment he had to make. He knew well enough that people weren’t objects, but it wasn’t about that at all. It was simply a matter of private affection. Perhaps that was the part he most challenge with, he thought to himself.
Oliver began kissing him again, his lips moving down to Matt’s neck. The blonde carded his fingers through Oliver’s thick hair, and brought a hand up to cradle his jaw, thumb swiping across the apple of his cheek. “I love you, too,” he muttered, closing his eyes for a minute.
“But we’re not fucking out here tonight. I have a request,” he murmured, an impish smile spreading over his lips. “I want you to take me tonight. I mean really just… make me your fucking toy. Tie me up like you do, cause I wanna feel how much you want me,” he murmured, raising his brows and seeing if Oliver would rise to the occasion.
The small kisses, the way that Matt touched him, it sent warmth through Oliver’s body. He slid his hands down Matt’s long back, smirking when the other man said he loved him too. He licked his lips and pulled back from Matt so he could look at him, his lip quivered a little bit, hearing those words, the way the other called himself a toy. Oliver couldn’t even stop himself from smirking in return, his hand sliding up over Matt’s chest. Slow and easy, he moved his fingers up the front of Matt’s body, sliding his fingers around Matt’s throat, rubbing his thumb over his Adam’s Apple as he looked into his eyes, “I have wanted you since the day we met.”
“Go inside.” His voice had lowered some, changed a bit in his tone, he was falling into a more dominant space. If Matt wanted this side of him, he would give it. He didn’t often let this side of him out, but something about dominating men bigger than him, especially one that he loved, it filled Oliver with desire, “Strip naked and wait for me on your knees in my room.”
He was already making a checklist in his mind as he leaned in to kiss Matt slowly, dragging his teeth over Matt’s bottom lip as he bit down. He had a blindfold in his closet, along with the various ropes, a few toys and a cock ring. He might even break out the plug tonight. If Matt wanted to be his toy, he was going to be his damn cock warmer and get used like he never had tonight. Oliver would make damn sure of it, “Oh and Matt...” He said as he let go of the other, “Tonight, tonight the correct response is Yes, Sir.”
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