@Toxic_Persephone group
"Oooollllieee" He wined back just as playfully, pulling back to grin down at the one he loved. "God you're so cute it kills me." He bumped their noses together and purred faintly.
"Oooollllieee" He wined back just as playfully, pulling back to grin down at the one he loved. "God you're so cute it kills me." He bumped their noses together and purred faintly.
Ollie blushed, sticking his tongue out at Quinn for a moment, "Again, only for you." He adjusted the position they were in, Ollie sitting up in Quinn's lap and straddling him, "I love you."
Quinn smirked up at Ollie as he switched their position, pulling him down by his collar for a quick kiss. "I love you more, you dork."
Ollie rolled his eyes, “I am not a dork.” He protested, bracing his arms next to Quinn’s head with a grin. One that wasn’t as wide as he wanted due to the split lip.
"Oh you're the biggest dork I know." He teased, snickering softly as he watched Ollie carefully. "What are you planning up there, Ollie?" He snickered softly and reached up to run his fingers through the other's hair. "I mean, I'm not complaining, I have the best view."
Ollie shrugged a shoulder, sitting back slightly. He traced down Quinn's jaw, touch light as it traveled down Quinn's chest, "I dunno. You're just comfy." He blushed lightly, letting his fingers trace as far down as he could before the traced back up again.
Quinn closed his eyes, humming at the touch to his jaw. He shivered lightly as Ollie moved lower, a small sigh leaving his lips. "You're comfy too. And you smell good and you're soft and cute and amazing." He rambled, giggling softly.
Ollie’s blush deepened and he leaned down to press a light kiss to Quinn’s cheek with a giggle, “I dunno about that, but thank you. I can say the same thing back to you.”
Quinn wrapped his arms around Ollie’s neck and pulled him down, grinning. “It’s all true. Everything I say it true about you.”
Ollie flopped down onto of Quinn with an oof, smiling down at him, “If you say so. Thank you, even though I don’t believe you. How… how can I be cute when I look like this?” He gestured to the bruises and cuts.
Quinn kissed the bruises and cuts along Ollie's face and neck, being careful to be gentle. "You're cute all the time. The bruises don't change anything because I know under them you're extra cute. Don't put yourself down."
(so I had an idea…but idk what topics are off limits in this rp…)
Ollie sighed softly and rolled off of Quinn, crossing his legs under him, “I… I don’t know…” He mumbled, scratching at his wrist, “I don’t think I’m very good looking even when I don’t have all the bruises… it’s just a fact.”
(ooooo may I hear the idea? I'm up and open for like everything)
Quinn sat up and placed a gentle hand to Ollie's back. "I think you're the most handsome male I've ever seen, Ollie." He kissed his head and offered a reassuring smile. "I think you're amazing."
(Okay so, what if Quinn ends up going back to the pub to confront Ollie’s dad and get some of Ollie’s things, right? And then Ollie’s dad ends up telling Quinn everything that him and his friends have done to him aka, heavy abuse and uh… rape, if that’s allowed. Quinn then records what his dad said and goes to the police with it)
Ollie smiled a little back and sighed, “You’re probably the only person in the entire world who thinks it because I certainly don’t.”
(Heck yes lets do it and that is allowed. Death to the horrid father!)
"Well, there's someone who thinks you're the most amazing thing ever. And he isn't about to let you go so easily." He ran his fingers through Ollie's hair and hummed. "May I get a kiss?"
(Ye, tank you)
Ollie closed his eyes and leaned into Quinn’s touch, nodding a little a moment later, “Yes.” He leaned over, pressing his lips lightly against the other males.
(np np I like your ideas! They're fun!)
Quinn leaned lightly into the kiss, his fingers still in Ollie's hair. The kiss was lingering but ended rather soon as Quinn pulled back and brought Ollie down onto their sides to cuddle. "This is wonderful. I love just being with you."
(Aha thanks!)
Ollie snuggled into Quinn’s side with a slight wince, sighing softly as he closed his eyes, “I love being with you, too. There’s no other place I’d rather be.”
(np np np :))
"I love you my Ollie. Ollie Ollie Ollie…" He grinned and giggled sleepily. "Your name is so fun to say… Olllieeee." Quinn nuzzled into his cheek with another giggle. He sighed deeply when he heard his Aunt call them down, the smell of bacon drifting from down the hall.
Ollie smiled at Quinn, though it was slightly forced when he heard Claire call them down. He didn’t feel like eating, knowing if he did the possibility of him throwing it back up was high, “I’m not… really very hungry.” He mumbled.
Quinn pressed a soft kiss to Ollie's nose and tilted his head. "You don't have to eat if you don't think you can." He murmured. "Would you like to come down and sit with us?"
He nodded, “Yes, please. I… I just don’t think I’ll eat anything.” He rubbed at the back of his neck with a soft sigh, looking down at his lap.
"That's okay, love." He gently took Ollie's face in his hands and smiled sweetly at him. "You don't have to eat anything right now."
Ollie smiled a little back, though couldn’t really muster up one to match Quinn’s, “Yeah, okay. Let’s go then.”
Quinn sat up with a groan, stretching his arms out and pouting down at Ollie. "After we should cuddle. I like cuddling!"
Ollie stood up and sighed, ruffling his hand through his hair a few times. He held his hand out for Quinn to take, “Me too, we can cuddle after.”
Quinn took his hand, humming happily and kissing Ollie's cheek with a happy hum. "I love you so much, Ollie, my lovely lovely Ollie!"
Ollie rolled his eyes with a small smile, “You’re such a dork Quinn.” He mumbled, ignoring the blush on his cheeks as he led them out the room.
"You're the dork here, my love." He teased, chuckling softly. Claire was downstairs, a small pile of waffles on a plate next to the stovetop. She turned as Ollie and Quinn entered the space, smiling wide.
"Hello you two!"
Ollie shrunk back slightly, half shielding himself behind Quinn. It wasn’t that he was scared per say, just that he didn’t know Claire at all and so far she gave him a slightly weird vibe, “Hi.”
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