When Oliver confessed, I was caught off guard. At first, I didn't think I had any feelings for him, but now everything feels different. It's like a whole new perspective has opened up.
"Oliver...uhm, I'm not sure what to say". I was so puzzled and confused. My perspective of him completely changed. I started trembling, not knowing what to do. He seemed a bit upset with my answer, probably not what he expected. But at the same time, I felt like he already knew my response. It was like my mind was going a million miles a minute and I couldn't find the right words to express myself. Everything was just too much to process, and it made it hard for me to give a detailed response.
All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. I glanced at Oliver, and he returned my gaze before stepping aside to open the door. "Hey, Oliver, do you happen to have my blue charger head?" It was Darren, leaning against the door. Oliver's demeanor completely shifted. "Yeah, I do! Come on in, let me grab it for you," he said, sounding much more joyful than he was just a few minutes ago.
As they were doing that I just left the room and headed over to Kane's place. I didn't bother knocking, just walked right in. And there he was, as usual, sitting at his PC, live streaming and all that. I casually strolled up to him and leaned against his chair, checking out the comments that were flooding in with a bunch of "hi" messages because of my arrival. "Hey Reggie what you up too?" Kane asked but he was still focused on the game. "Just bored cuh." Just then, Seb walked in, and the both is us joined dramatically forces to watch Kane's stream and cheer him on as he dominated the game and scored kills left and right. Surprise he even can.
Seb turned to me with a casual tone and said, "Hey Reggie, by the way, Oliver wants you." As he uttered those words, my heart sank again, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of anxiety and curiosity. Seb seemed oblivious to the reason behind Oliver's request, which only added to the anxiety. I wondered what was gonna happen between me and Oliver.. I was nervous but didn't show it.
I walked out of Kane's room, still feeling nervous. I hadn't even thought about how to respond to Oliver's confession. When I arrived at his room, I saw him fixing his hair in the mirror, just like he always does. "O-oliver," I stammered, surprised by my own stutter. I couldn't understand why I was stumbling over my words. Where was my usual nonchalance? Oliver then walked towards me, his hand reaching for my waist as he pulled me into a slow embrace. I didn't react; I was still puzzled and flustered, trying to process everything that was happening.
"Reggie," he said, pulling away from the hug. "O-oliver," I stammered once again, feeling frustrated with myself for doing it. Jesus, I need to stop doing that. Oliver looked at me and said, "Reggie, it's a lot to take in. And I'm willing to wait, even if it's for days, weeks, or months." I swear, I felt those tingles. Trying to lighten the mood, I replied, "Oliver, don't you think that's a little overreacting?" A tiny smile formed at the corner of my lips. He scoffed playfully and shook his head. "Oh, I'm serious, Reggie," he said. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my courage and said, "Oliver, I really don't know how to say this, and I don't have an answer yet. Can we maybe go out and figure this out together?" He smiled and nodded his head, showing his agreement.
I nodded in agreement, but then things got a little awkward. Oliver suddenly grabbed my hand and led me to his dramatically large closet. "What do you want me to wear?" he asked, holding up two sets of clothes: a brown sweater and a black sweater with red stripes. "Either one will look good on you," I said, realizing I might have said something unintentionally flirty. Oh, shit.
"Oh, do I?" he said, getting close. I could feel my heart racing as I stammered, "That's not what I meant... just a compliment!" I was immediately flustered, trying to clarify my intentions. "Are you sure? You sounded like you were flirting with me," he said, leaning even closer. My mind was spinning, and I could feel the tension building. "Oliver..." I stammered, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation. He took a second to look at me, and I couldn't help but notice his eyes wandering towards my lips.
His hand wandered up my cheek, gently palming it as he leaned in. But I couldn't wait any longer. I got impatient and leaned forward, planting my lips on his. I could sense that he was taken aback, but he didn't pull back at all. Instead, he pressed forward, slowly asserting his dominance. The moment was filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation.
His grip on my cheek intensified; he held onto my neck while pushing his body against mine. My hands pressed against his chest, then up to his shoulders, moving deon to my neck he kissed. His gentle kisses sent shivers down my spine and filled me with tingles. As he ran his hands slowly down my arm, I felt myself melting into his touch. My legs lifted slightly and moved my head to the side to give him better access.
"Oliver..." I whispered, unsure of what to say next. He gently reassured me, saying, "Shhh, just relax and enjoy the moment."
Before I could say another word, he lifted me up and placed me on the bed. With his body pressed against mine, he trailed his hands along my thighs, slowly moving them upwards to my torso. As he kissed my earlobe and then my chin, I curled my legs around his waist for extra comfort.
As I continued to release soft moans and whimpers, I tried to stifle them, but it was impossible to restrain myself. "Are you whimpering?" he murmured, his voice low and sensual. I was about to say something, but my words were cut short by the pressure of his lips on mine, which left me even more embarrassed. "O-Oli..." I sighed, already breathless from the intensity of his kiss.
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Authors POV
Moments later, Reggie was softly moaning underneath Oliver, Under the covers in the dark room. The only light that shined was from the window. The love making was smooth and gently, steamy and romantic as well. The room was filled of grunting and soft moans, to soon die down once Oliver 'finished'
Reggie breathed heavily, wondering if the relationship with Oliver was still intact.
"Are we still going out?" he panted, to which Oliver merely chuckled.
"You're something else, huh?" he chuckled, nuzzling his head against Reggie's neck.
The act of nuzzling was undoubtedly affectionate and endearing, leaving Reggie with no concern over the current state of their relationship.
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