"Allen is such a pervert!" Oliver complained. He crossed his arms after he closed your door. You laughed softly as you rolled your eyes.

"Oh he knows we aren't going to do anything! He knows you better than I do, and I know you wouldn't do anything to me." You explained. Oliver nodded and let out a sigh. Oliver walked over to your bed and knelt down beside it.

"You're right. But either way, let's get started." Oliver stated. You nodded and laid face down on your bed, your back right in front of Oliver. He pulled the back of your shirt up, only to have it slide down a little. He pulled it up again, and it fell down again.

"Darn thing..." Oliver said to himself as he tried to keep your shirt up. You sighed and sat up, earning a confused look from the Brit.

"Either turn around or close your eyes." You commanded. Oliver tilted his head, still confused.

"Why? What are you doing?" He asked. You smiled and giggled softly.

"I'm taking off my shirt so it's easier for you." You explained. You saw a huge blush creep onto his face before he quickly covered his eyes. You pull off your shirt, tossing it down onto the floor. You then laid back down, covering your chest.

"Alright, you're good!" You stated. Oliver cautiously opened his eyes and looked down at you. He let out a sigh seeing that you were still covered up. He grabbed some of the lotion into his hands and hovered over you.

"It's going to be a little cold, alright?" Oliver warned. You nodded, not really thinking that it would be that cold. The moment Oliver's hands touched your back, you let out a little squeal from how cold it was.

"Oh butterscotch that is cold!" You replied. Oliver let out a little laugh before he started to rub in the lotion.

"I told you so~" Oliver teased. You shoved your face into your pillow as Oliver moved his hands around your back. Soon, the chill warmed up and you just enjoyed the feeling. To your surprise, Oliver wasn't really gentle, but he wasn't hurting you either. It was just the right amount of pressure.

"I see you're enjoying this!" Oliver stated with a cheerful tone. You just let out a wistful sigh.

"I never realized how tense I've been." You replied with a smile. Oliver smiled back before he stood up. He got on the bed and sat down on your bottom, getting a better angle to massage you.

You felt his hands loosen up the knots in your shoulder blades and lower back. You wondered if he might have been a masseuse at some point, cus daaaamn. All of the sudden, Oliver stopped.

"D-did I hurt you?" He asked. At this, you were severely confused.

"Wha...no?" You questioned. You wondered what made him think that he had hurt you.

"O-oh...y-you just made a weird noise...like moaning...but I couldn't tell if it was because I hurt you or..." Oliver replied. A blush spread across your face once again. Did you really moan?

"I-I didn't even realise I did that...B-but no, you didn't hurt me. If anything, it feels really nice!" You replied. Oliver nodded and put his hands back onto your back, massaging you again.

You closed your eyes, just enjoying the feeling. It seemed like Oliver knew the exact places to go to make you feel good. You have had massages before, but never one this good. You finally opened your eyes to look at your clock. Your eyes widened when you saw that 10 minutes have already passed.

"Oliver? Why are you still rubbing my back? Hasn't the lotion soaked in by now?" You asked. Oliver chuckled lightly.

"It did a while ago, but you are clearly enjoying this!" Oliver replied. You had to admit that it did feel great, but you started to feel like you were being selfish.

"Isn't there anything I can do to repay you? If you're going to be doing this everyday for a while, I should give you something in return." You stated. From out of the door, you heard Allen pipe in.

"Return it with a bj!" Allen yelled.

"Allen! No!" Oliver called back with a peeved tone of voice. He looked down at you with a happy smile.

"You can repay me by staying safe, not hurting yourself, and just taking care of yourself. Nothing would make me happier than seeing you happy." Oliver stated. You frowned and sat up, bringing your blanket with you since you were still topless. You faced the adorable Brit.

"Oliver, please, let me do something! Of course I'm going to take care of myself, as much as I hate myself, I know there are people that rely on me. But there has to be something that I can do for you." You pleaded. As much as you liked the massage, you hated taking things for free.

"Poppet, there really isn't anything you can do. Everything that you are doing for us is enough. If anything, this is me paying you back for letting us live here." Oliver explained. You frowned and shook your head.

"You guys are living here because you threatened me. But that's besides the point. You guys being friendly to me is payback enough for that." You explained. You were determined to do something for him, and you weren't going to take no for an answer.

"(Y/n), please stop this. I don't want anything in return!" Oliver protested. You shook your head again and leaned close to him.

"There has to be somethi-" Stated. Before you could finish, Oliver grabbed your shoulders and pushed you down on the bed, hovering over you with this hungry yet dead look in his eyes.

"Shut. Up." Oliver commanded. You let out a fearful sigh as you looked up at Oliver.

"B-but..." You protested. Oliver growled and grabbed ahold of the blanket that covered your chest and put his face closer to yours.

"Be quiet before I give you something to do..." Oliver stated, a hint of lust in his voice as you saw his eyes swirl with a brilliant blue and pink. Before you could say anything, the door opened and Allen walked in. He grabbed Oliver by the chest and started to drag him away.

"Let's go before you end up rapping her." Allen stated. Oliver tried to wiggle out of Allen's grasp, his eyes back to normal.

"I wasn't going to rape her! Let me go!" Oliver protested. Allen closed the door behind him, leaving you laying there in shock. The blood had rushed to your face, leaving it a bright red as you stared up at the ceiling.

"Shit..." You whispered, not really knowing what else to say. You didn't expect such an innocent, adorable being be so...dominant. I mean, yeah, he's a criminal and all, but you never expected anything like that coming from him.