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OLIVER FLETCHER

PAST
SEPTEMBER 2019

"I am so glad you brought your car Jamie," I puff out as we carry a coffee table between us up the stairs of our new apartment building.

Jamie releases a grin and nods. "Thank God for hand me downs," he says as we reach the second floor and into our flat.

"I wish I had hand me downs," I shake my head towards him before placing the coffee table down between the two sofas. "I am so glad this place was already furnished."

"Oh man, me too," Jamie places his hands onto his hips and stretches out his back. "There is no way you'd catch me carrying a fucking fridge and freezer up here."

A small laugh passes my lips. "Same, my arms are weak as fuck."

"You and me both," he chuckles before flopping down onto the sofa. "Have you still got stuff in my car?"

I shake my head. "No, I threw loads of shit away whilst I was clearing out my uni room. But I got all the stuff I need now. Thanks for letting me use your car."

Jamie shrugs. "That's what roommates are for."

My eyes take once glance around our new apartment, excitement bubbling up inside me at the sight of it. In a way I was pleased I had moved away from halls, it gives you more independence than from living with a bunch of random people.

You don't have to shift through their shit in the communal kitchen, Jamie tells me that he is clean and tidy. I guess time will tell but now this is our new home, I'd like to think we would actively want to keep it clean for our own sanity.

"Do you want to go halves on a TV?" Jamie questions as we stare ahead at the vacant spot on the stand.

"Yeah," I nod as I watch him pull his phone from his pocket. "I guess that will help with the hangovers for sure."

Jamie's eyes focus on his phone screen scrolling through. "There is this uni page where people sell things they don't need anymore. Might be able to find a cheap one on there, we don't need anything too big. Do we?"

"No way," I shake my head as I sit down on the other sofa. "Whatever size, I don't care. As long as I can see it and it isn't fucked."

"There is one for £50, 32 inches. What do you think?"

"Does it work?"

"Finding that out." He smirks towards me.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I remove it from my jeans, Max's name popping up on the screen.

Max

All moved in now?

Oliver

Yeah, finally looking good

Did you want to come and see?

Max

For sure

When?

Oliver

Whenever

We've not got anything planned for today

Max

I'll be over soon

I lock my phone and place it down on the sofa. "Any luck?" I ask Jamie.

"It works," he nods enthusiastically as his eyes flick from word to word. "Comes with a USB cable so we can connect our laptops. It's pretty much perfect."

"Then let's get it," I tell him.

His eyes float to mine before he nods. "It's a done deal."

"Is it okay if Max pops over later to see the flat?" I ask before biting down on my lip.

Jamie peeks over his phone at me before lowering it. "Sure," he shrugs. "He's your boyfriend."

"Okay," I huff out a breath of relief. "I don't want there to be any hard feelings between us."

"Well as long as he doesn't shove me into a wall and attempt to punch me again," Jamie laughs to himself.

I internally cringe and sink down on the sofa. "Please don't remind me of that tragic night," I shake my head, cupping my eyes with my hands. "But he won't do that again now. He's learnt his lesson, he's a good guy. I promise."

"Well I guess I've yet to find out," he raises his eyebrows once. "You wanna make dinner tonight?"

"Sure," I nod instantly. "That sounds good. Hopefully you've got some things to teach me, I just make the same four meals."

"Same," Jamie grins back at me. "We can share and have eight wholesome meals to choose from."

A knock at the door stirs us from our conversation. "That will be Max," I say as I push myself up from the sofa.

Jamie nods and repositions himself against the pillows, placing down his phone and crossing his arms over his chest gently.

I take a few steps to the front door and open the latch, Max stood with his hands by his side. One holding a plastic bag and the other balled into a soft fist. "Hey," I smile at him.

"Hey," he says back. "I brought some things."

He raises the bag up to eye level and I smile. "Well do come in then," I grin as I step out of the way.

Max takes two steps forward, Jamie's eyes gravitating towards his. "Hi Jamie," he says politely.

"Hi," he forces a smile.

I close the door behind us and clear my throat, Max scratches the back of his head awkwardly. "Ermmm... I just wanted to say sorry to you Jamie. For how I acted a few weeks ago. It was out of order and I hope you can accept my apology."

"Accepted," he says instantly.

Max's expression fell further and I had no clue where they stood with each other. But apologising is a huge step for their relationship if we are going to live together.

"What's in the bag?" I question to break the silence.

"I thought I'd bring over some housewarming gifts," he nods before digging into the bag. "I got a bottle of rum, vodka and some tea bags."

I laugh and step closer to him. "Tea bags?"

"Just in case you run out," he shrugs. "Nothing worse than a hangover without tea."

"Thank you," I say with a grin. Leaning up onto my toes to press a kiss to his cheek. "What are you doing today?"

"Not much," he shakes his head. "Just wanted to see you."

"Well aren't you cute," I say as I grip his arm gently.

"Actually was thinking that us three could go for dinner tonight or something," Max suggests as he turns to Jamie who glances up at him. "I'd like to get to know you a bit more Jamie."

Jamie clears his throat and nods. "Well we were going to make dinner tonight," he starts as he extends his hands behind his head. "But I'm down to go out for dinner."

I release a silent sigh of relief. This might be a good start to getting Max back on Jamie's good books.

"Great," Max nods as he places the bag of gifts down onto the kitchen counter. "I'm looking forward to it."

PRESENT
SEPTEMBER 2021

Max asked for me to come visit him just before the end of his shift, he was doing lates but I didn't mind. At least that meant I would be going home with him, considering I had barely seen him all week due to his work commitments.

But I couldn't be angry, he needed to earn a living. We all did and this was important to him.

It was approaching eleven and the bar was due to shut in thirty minutes, for a Thursday it was pretty dead which meant that I got a seat at the bar. Right in front of my gorgeous boyfriend.

"Hello," I say as I watch him juggle a mixer and a glass between his hands.

His dark eyes glance up at me and he instantly smiles, his black shirt was open with three buttons and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Even he would look amazing in a work uniform that just consists of black clothing.

"Hey you," he nods. "I'll be one minute."

I smile and watch as he shakes away at the tumbler before pouring up two drinks and handing them to a couple of girls further down the bar. When he walks away I watch as one of them pushes their friends shoulder and points back over to Max.

Yeah, I know. He's to die for. I think in my head.

"What can I get you handsome?" Max leans over the bar on his forearms to grab my attention.

My eyes blink back at him before I smile. "A lemonade will be fine," I shake my head.

Max's eyebrows raise at me. "A lemonade?" He repeats.

I nod instantly. "Don't feel like drinking," my shoulders shrug.

"Lemonade, coming up."

He pulls back from the bar and grabs onto a fresh glass, then reaches for the fizzy drink pump before filling up the cup.

"Excuse me!" One of the girls from further down the bar raises her hand to take Max's attention.

He nods back at them before placing my drink down in front of me. "Thank you," I tell him before he walks towards the girls.

My eyes watch them carefully as the blonde with long hair batters her eyelashes at him whilst her brunette friend talks. I smirk to myself, if only they knew.

I couldn't hear what they were saying but Max shakes his head then I can figure out the words, 'I have a boyfriend'. Both of them blink back at him in shock, the blonde sinking back into her seat with embarrassment.

Max gives them one last smile before walking off, the blonde girl shielding her eyes as he does so. A small remains on my lips as he strolls back over to me, huffing out a breath,

"You get that a lot, huh?" I tease.

He rests his hands down onto the edge of the bar and laughs to himself. "Painfully so," he admits.

"Who could blame them?" I say with a smile.

Max's eyes wander up to mine as he examines my face for a moment. "It doesn't bother you?"

I furrow my eyebrows towards him. "Why would it?" I say in confusion.

"I dunno," he mumbles. "I just guess it would kinda bother me."

"I trust you Max," I state simply. "People could throw themselves at you left, right and centre and I wouldn't even bat an eyelid. It's not their actions I would be worried about, it's yours. But I completely trust you, so it doesn't bother me."

Max's lips stretch out into a wide smile as he leans over the counter to place a soft kiss on my mouth, so soft it made butterflies erupt in my stomach.

"Are you almost done?"

"Soon baby," he nods. "You happy to wait around?"

"Sure am."

. . .

By the time we get back to Max's flat, we were straight into bed. He was tired and I understood, I couldn't imagine working in a bar is easy. Especially with demanding drunk customers and the fast paced atmosphere.

We were both snuggled together under his duvet, my head laying on his bare chest in the dark. My eyes were wide open, I wasn't even remotely tired. If anything I was severely horny and seeing Max at work, in his uniform and being gushed over by everyone and their dog. I fucking wanted it.

I press my hand to his chest gently and swirl shapes over his collarbones and down to his pecks, then stopping as I brush over his nipples softly. My eyes glance up at Max through the darkness but his eyes were firmly shut.

My teeth bite down on my bottom lip as I move my fingers over to his other nipple. Running rings around the edge carefully before dragging my hands down the centre of his stomach, feeling his toned abs beneath my fingers.

Then my fingers dance over the skin just above his waistband, the heat from his body swarming into the tips of my fingers.

"Oliver," Max groans.

"What?"

"Your hands are wandering."

"I'm not tired," I breathe out as I continue to drape my hands across his lower abdomen.

Max releases a sigh and I lean up to press a kiss to the base of his neck, then another and another.

"I've got work tomorrow," he tells me. "Early."

I dip my hands into his boxers, the edge of my fingers softly grazing his dick. "Really?" I raise an eyebrow.

His cock grows beneath my fingers as I gently stroke him under the fabric of his boxers. "I'm tired," he comments.

"Your dick would say otherwise." I state with a smile.

Max leans up slightly to rub his eyes and turns to me, just about making out his silhouette through the darkness. "I'll stop if you want me to." I say as I feel his precum ooze out into the palm of my hand.

But we both know he didn't want me to stop.

"Fuck," Max mumbles under his breath as he shifts beneath the sheets.

He was fully hard in my hand, almost throbbing at how much he clearly wanted a release. Without another word, Max grabs onto my neck and places his lips on mine unexpectedly.

Max slams my body back into the bed as I release my hand from his warm boxers, our lips not parting once. I slide my hands up the insides of his ribs but he grabs them before I can go any further and places them above my head.

I pant into his mouth as he reaches down to his bedside table and pulls out a tie, looping it around the slats of his headboard and pinning my wrists to them. "For your goddamn wandering hands," he comments as he pulls them tight, not being able to move my hands an inch

My mouth releases a whine and he rips my boxers from my body, my hard member springing free. I could barely see through the darkness but Max kneels in front of me, coating his cock in lube as he begins to stroke himself.

Then he grabs my leg and pushes it back to the bed, making my heart hammer away in my chest. He lines his tip against my entrance and pushes himself in instantly, I gasp at the feeling and twist my hands between the knots.

He buries his cock deep inside me, the wetness of my ass making me a thousand times more hornier.

"Oh fuck," I cry out as Max pins my neck down to the bed with his hand.

His hips release for a moment before he slams back inside me, holding the edge of my ankle in the air. Spreading my cheeks wider and giving him deeper access to my ass.

Max doesn't hold back, he pounds me until the bed is creaking against his wooden floorboards and our breathless moans fill the air. Tears swell in my eyes at the building pleasure in my core, pursing my lips as I knew I wasn't going to last long.

"Max," I whimper as I begin to shake my head

"Already baby?" He taunts as he slams into me harshly.

I cry out and arch my body off the bed as his cock presses into my prostate with every thrust. My cock explodes and cum dumps out onto my stomach as our skin continues to slap against each other, echoing off the walls.

"Ohhhh," Max grips my throat. "Look at you. So fucking thirsty for me."

My lips part to release an almighty scream. Max removes his hand from my throat to whip around my mouth, groaning into the palm of my hand as my eyes roll into the back of my head.

After I calm down from my climax, Max moves his hands away from my lips and then pins both of my knees back to the bed. Spreading me wide and feeling completely vulnerable as I was tied to his bed, but I loved it.

"Max," I puff out as he continues to slam into me.

"You want me to touch you?"

I push my head up from the bed and nod desperately. "Yes please." I beg.

Max's mouth curves into a smirk as he nods, lowering his fist down to cup my still hardened dick. He pumps me in rhythm to his strokes, still feeling sensitive from my orgasm but I wanted more. So much more.

I could feel Max's cock throb inside me, stretching my hole as I squeezed his member.

"Oh God," I cry out pathetically.

Pleasure was building in my toes again, it was coming, real fucking soon.

Max squeezes my dick and slides up and down quicker than he's ever before, my hips buckle and I close my eyes. Everything was overwhelmingly pleasurable but I needed this, I needed him.

"S-Shit," I curse suddenly. "Fuck, fuck! You're gonna make me come again."

"Come on then," Max demands as he pounds my hole aggressively. "Come for me. Right now."

I cry out at his words, how was I meant to keep it together when he spoke to me like that?

My mouth opens to moan out his name, shaking beneath him as Max shows me no mercy. Pounding my hole like he completely owned it. Fuck, my legs turned numb as cum shot out from my tip and landed on my chest.

Max grunts as he watches me carefully, his chest tensing and his hips stiffening. I wanted nothing more than to press my hands to his chest and feel his orgasm shoot through him.

"Oh fuck," he curses before gripping onto my legs and pounding my ass harshly.

He extends his head up to the ceiling as his climax takes over his body, grunting out suppressed moans that only made my dick twitch.

After a few moments we both slow our breathing and Max removes his cock from my throbbing hole. I close my legs, leaving me to shudder from the lasting pleasure.

He leans up to untie my wrists from the bed, rubbing them gently where the marks were left. Then he grabs tissue and wipes up the cum from my stomach before throwing it down onto the floor. He leans up to press a delicate kiss to my lips, I hum in surprise.

"You think you can sleep now?" He asks, his tone sounded exhausted.

"Yes," I whisper against him.

"Okay," he replies before falling down beside me, pulling me into his arms. "Goodnight Oliver."

"Goodnight." I say as I smile myself to sleep.

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Hello my loves. Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you enjoyed this cute lil chapter

Oli is our horny little devil and I still can't get over Max tying him to the bed ughhhh

I actually saw a post on Tumblr (I barely use tumblr but I was reminiscing) which inspired me to write the present part haha. Gotta love the inspo

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