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OLIVER FLETCHER

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JULY 2019

Jamie was a fun person to hang out with, he took us to some of the best bars in town. He knew a lot of the bartenders and managed to wrangle us some cheaper drinks, others for free. It was a night of forgetting all my woes and enjoying the moment, instead of keeping cooped up in my room forever.

I didn't know what the time was but it wasn't too late, I definitely got drunk far too quickly. I've always been a lightweight but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Meant I didn't have to spend as much money as everyone else.

We stumble out of the cab at the car park of our campus, I chuckle away as Jamie attempts to hoist me up with his arm. "Come on," he heaves out as he shuts the car door with his knee. "I know you're severely drunk but we need to make it another twenty yards so you don't pass out on the floor okay?"

My lips purse as I nod, I couldn't really feel my feet or the floor for that matter. It was like I was gliding, smoothly. Jamie must have been strong, that or I was severely wasted. Most likely the latter.

Jamie makes it to the elevator door and slides us in, taking us up to my dorm floor. I attempt to fish out my keys but Jamie grabs them before I drop them. "You do not mix with tequila shots," he laughs to himself.

My mouth gapes open at him. "Yes I do," I slur. "I love tequila and tequila loves me. End of."

He chuckles. "Sure thing buddy," he says as he pulls me out of the lift and down the hall. "Number ten, right?"

"Right," I nod as my eyes begin to close slowly.

As we turn the corner Jamie stops walking and I shift my eyes open, my head looking up to see Max push himself off the floor. His gaze pulled into a deep frown as he flicks his eyes between us aggressively.

"What are you doing here?" I question slowly as I loosen myself from Jamie's hold.

"I could ask you the same question." He grounds out angrily. "Your phone was off, you said we'd talk."

"I'm sorry, I went out instead," I shrug simply.

Max's eyes move from mine to Jamie's within a second, clocking as his jaw tightens unexpectedly and his fists tighten by his sides. "And who the fuck are you?" He spits.

"Max," I shake my head as he approaches us.

"Jamie," he states simply. "I was taking your boyfriend home."

Max steps up to him, their chests almost touching. "Oh yeah?" His eyes burn with fury before he grabs onto his shirt and shoves him into the wall unexpectedly. "So you can take advantage of him? You sick fuck."

"Max!" I shout as I lunge forward to remove him from Jamie.

Jamie's hands hold themselves up in defence. "We literally made friends today man, I was just bringing him home safely. I'm not trying to steal Oli or take advantage of him."

"Let him go now," my voice grows in frustration as Max looks over his shoulder at me.

Max's fists release the fabric of his shirt as he stumbles into the wall, Jamie straightens out his top and shakes his head in disbelief. He turns to me with concerned eyes. "Are you sure you're gonna be okay with him?" He says seriously.

"Are you fucking joking me?" Max steps up to him, his eyebrows creasing into a permanent scowl.

"Max please, stop it." I shake my head towards him. He stares back at me like a lost soul but there was no excuse for his behaviour right now.

My eyes find Jamie's and I nod. "I'll be okay. I'll text you later."

"Like hell he will," he growls out and I step up to him to press a hand to his shoulder.

"Please don't do this right now," my voice breaks as my eyesight becomes blurry.

Jamie gives me one last look and nods. "Just text me. Goodnight." He leans over to place my dorm keys into my hand before walking towards the elevator doors.

I curse to myself and push Max out of the way to approach my door, raising the keys to push my way into my dorm. "You've moved on already?" Max questions as he follows in after me.

"He's a friend Max," I slur with an eye roll. Slowly pushing my shoes off one by one with the other foot. "How many times do we have to say it? Or are you just going to ignore that part?"

"So we have an argument and then you're already out with another guy?!" Max's voice breaks as he steps closer to me, his eyes bloodshot and heavy.

"You said make some new friends Max, that is exactly what I did. Am I not allowed to make friends with guys now?" I scoff in disbelief, feeling my body sway from the alcohol.

Max stays silent from behind me and I turn around to face him, his face deep in his hands, shaking his head.

"T-This isn't fair Max," I tell him seriously.

He removes his face from his palms and looks up at me, he nods and takes a deep breath.

"You can't just shove people into walls, think that they're trying to steal me from you. I wanted to go out to take my mind off of shit. Not get into a fight because you're jealous, Max. Do you even trust me?" My face falls as my heart burns.

"Of course I do," his tone lowers.

I sigh and close my eyes. "Then what the hell was that?"

"I just wanted to talk to you tonight Oliver, you said you'd be around and you weren't. I couldn't get a hold of you." His dark eyes flick between mine, looking hopeless. "Seeing you with him just set something off in me. I'm sorry."

Biting down on my bottom lip as he takes a step closer. "I don't want to argue anymore. I want you to forgive me. I shouldn't have spoken to you or to that guy like that. I get jealous, I'm a jealous person, okay? I'm sorry."

My eyes burned from how badly I wanted to close my eyes. "Let's go to bed and talk about this when I'm sober. I want to remember what I say and what you say." I huff out as I grip onto the hem of my t-shirt and pull it up and over my head.

"Okay," Max nods after a few moments. "You want me to take the floor?"

"Do you want to take the floor?"

"No."

"Then don't."

"Okay."

I strip the rest of my clothes and brush my teeth in my en-suite bathroom, ridding myself the taste of tequila in my mouth.

Max was already undressed and in my bed when I emerge, his eyes looking ahead at the wall. His mind was clearly racing with what had happened tonight.

Slowly I approach the bed and turn off the main light excluding my bedside table lamp. Max's eyes don't shift, his forehead creasing as he thinks.

"I fucked up, I know Oliver." He nods as he blinks once but doesn't look towards me. "I need to get a hold of my jealousy. You're right, it's not fair and I was a fucking ass."

I sigh and climb into the bed, our knees brushing lightly as I twist to turn off the lamp. "Please can we sleep so I can remember what is said," I exhale into my pillow.

"Okay," he mumbles. "I love you so much, I wish I could take back what I did. It was a moment of pure idiocy and chaos."

The room started to spin as soon as he spoke, the alcohol whirling around in my stomach like a washing machine. "Sleep," I ordered before I threw up all over my sheets.

"Yes sir," Max laughs to himself before the room turns silent.

Within a few seconds my mind relaxes as I drift off into a dreamless night.

PRESENT
JUNE 2021

"So did you get a job?" I ask as I chew on the scrambled eggs that Max and I had made for breakfast.

"Yeah, did I not tell you?" Max's eyebrow creases as he leans onto the table.

My eyes try and keep focused on his face, his naked chest taking all the limelight. "No," I state instantly. "You didn't tell me. Congratulations. Where is it?"

"It's just at a bar near my flat," he shrugs. "Not a big deal but it pays the bills."

"It is a big deal," I nod my head, placing the knife and fork into the middle of my plate. "I'm proud of you."

"Thanks," he smiles, pushing back in the chair as he looks at me.

"When did you start?"

"I start on Monday," he explains. "You should come down, bring Jamie once I've settled."

I nod my head and lick my lips, pushing the plate further into the table. "For sure."

Max sighs and looks to the clock on the wall. "I should probably go," he tells me with a small frown.

"That's okay," I say as I push the chair out from underneath me and grab both our plates. "I need to go to the studio today. I have a few Etsy orders I haven't finished."

"Well best get out of your hair then," Max grins over at me as I place the dirty plates into the sink and follow him back into my room.

I watch as he leans down to grab his clothes, the room still in darkness. My hands reach up to my blinds and open then, letting the golden sun flood into the room instantly.

Max pulls up his trousers and straightens them out, my feet stop directly in front of him. I didn't want him to go, not after the magical night we had last night. I wanted it to last forever.

His dark eyes glance up at me and he stares a confused look. "What?" He says.

I sigh and drop my head to his bare chest, wrapping my arms around his back. Max instantly pulls my body into his as he presses a kiss to the top of my head. My eyes squeezed together tightly to try and make time stand still, but it was no use.

I couldn't beat time.

My head shuffles and I press my forehead to the centre of his chest, breathing slowly as I peck a kiss to his soft skin. Then I raise onto my tip toes, pressing a kiss to his collar bone and then his neck.

Max breathes harshly as I reach his jaw and then to the corner of his mouth.

My hands slide up his stomach as I lace them round the back of his neck, our lips collide and I widen my mouth instantly.

His hands grip my waist and then holds my face between his cold hands, desperately trying to feel closer.

We shuffle towards the bed, our legs hitting the edge as we fall down side by side to each. Our lips both fighting for dominance as our hands explore every inch of each other, not able to get enough. We definitely had to make up for lost time.

Without a second thought I lower my hands to Max's zip and undo his trousers, slipping my hand into his pants and gripping onto his cock. He grunts against my lips before mirroring my actions, sliding his hand straight into my boxers and stroking my already hardened member.

I whine into the kiss as he flicks his thumb over my swollen tip, pre-cum smothered across my head as Max slowly massages it into my sweet spot.

My hand grips his member tighter and I move my hand with purpose, reaching the base and shooting straight back up as Max pants into my mouth.

"Fuck," I moan out as Max begins to pump my member with no mercy.

I could feel his mouth form a smirk against mine as our lips remained on one another, our tongues brushing each others, desperate for more until we both exploded.

Max's cock grows in my hand, whimpering as he speeds up. Feeling my eyes clench as I could feel a build up in the pit of my stomach. "Oh God, Max," I moan out breathlessly.

"Come on," he grunts against me. "Come for me."

I slap my lips together to suppress another moan. Max's thumb flicking over my tip with every stroke, throbbing to the core for a release.

"Come with me," I whimper against him as I attempt to move my wrist quicker.

Max grips the side of my neck with his vacant hand. "Fuck," he curses before pecking my lips over and over.

A whine escapes my lips. "I'm so close Max," I huff out as he keeps to a quick pace.

"Me too baby," he breathes out.

I clench my eyes shut, my body shakes and Max's hand tightens as my cum shoots out of my tip. "Holy fuck," I cry out as he continues to stroke my cock over and over.

My lips hum in satisfaction as Max nudges his head against mine, cum leaking out of his cock a few seconds after mine. "Oh fuck, Oliver," he moans loudly.

A shiver shoots down my spine at the sound of my name leaving his lips.

We both slow our hands but never remove them from each other. Max's eyes peek up at me and we both smile, then laugh. "Jesus," he shakes his head at me. "I forgot how much you love the sexual stuff."

"It's addicting when it's with you," I admit, trying to catch my breath.

Max grins down to me and places a kiss on my lips. "I'm not against it at all." He raises his eyebrows. "God, you turn me on so fucking much."

I chuckle into his chest and shake my head. "I don't want to take another second for granted," I mumble into him.

"Trust me, nothing will be taken for granted again." He hums out smoothly.

My head nods back at him, feeling more than content in Max's presence.

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Hello my loves, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!

Ooop that's the wall that Jamie explained Max put him up against🥴

Whilst reading this back I couldn't help but think how much Max reminded me of Mickey Milkovich from Shameless, I fucking loved that series so much

Also I cannot get over Oliver and his sexual urges, physically cannot keep his hands off Max and I love it

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