Oliver McKenzie

Wyatt: You are not.

Wyatt: And you will keep your entire self away from my man.

Oliver: You don't know my life!

Wyatt: Are you?

Oliver: Yes. To ten people.

Matt knew what he was doing when he gave Oliver that little smoldering gaze and the smiling kisses. Oliver played right into it, and Matt basked in the little victory that he wouldn’t have guessed would be in his grasp over a year ago. The usual possessive streak he felt when in relationships was being challenged, however, when he found himself realizing that he couldn’t say ‘mine’ without adding ‘and also Nev’s’ at the end of the thought. So he didn’t say anything at all. It was just an adjustment he had to make. He knew well enough that people weren’t objects, but it wasn’t about that at all. It was simply a matter of private affection. Perhaps that was the part he most challenge with, he thought to himself.

Oliver began kissing him again, his lips moving down to Matt’s neck. The blonde carded his fingers through Oliver’s thick hair, and brought a hand up to cradle his jaw, thumb swiping across the apple of his cheek. “I love you, too,” he muttered, closing his eyes for a minute.

“But we’re not fucking out here tonight. I have a request,” he murmured, an impish smile spreading over his lips. “I want you to take me tonight. I mean really just… make me your fucking toy. Tie me up like you do, cause I wanna feel how much you want me,” he murmured, raising his brows and seeing if Oliver would rise to the occasion.

The small kisses, the way that Matt touched him, it sent warmth through Oliver’s body. He slid his hands down Matt’s long back, smirking when the other man said he loved him too. He licked his lips and pulled back from Matt so he could look at him, his lip quivered a little bit, hearing those words, the way the other called himself a toy. Oliver couldn’t even stop himself from smirking in return, his hand sliding up over Matt’s chest. Slow and easy, he moved his fingers up the front of Matt’s body, sliding his fingers around Matt’s throat, rubbing his thumb over his Adam’s Apple as he looked into his eyes, “I have wanted you since the day we met.” 

“Go inside.” His voice had lowered some, changed a bit in his tone, he was falling into a more dominant space. If Matt wanted this side of him, he would give it. He didn’t often let this side of him out, but something about dominating men bigger than him, especially one that he loved, it filled Oliver with desire, “Strip naked and wait for me on your knees in my room.”

He was already making a checklist in his mind as he leaned in to kiss Matt slowly, dragging his teeth over Matt’s bottom lip as he bit down. He had a blindfold in his closet, along with the various ropes, a few toys and a cock ring. He might even break out the plug tonight. If Matt wanted to be his toy, he was going to be his damn cock warmer and get used like he never had tonight. Oliver would make damn sure of it, “Oh and Matt...” He said as he let go of the other, “Tonight, tonight the correct response is Yes, Sir.”

The two men had decided to go dancing, it was turning into a fairly fun night and Oliver was having a really good time. His body was a bit damp with sweat, the date had been in full swing for a while now. They had gone to dinner earlier, then headed over to the Blue Temptation to drink and dance. Oliver had his arm wrapped around Nevada. He had never been the most amazing dancer, but he was able to manage just fine. His body pressed in close to Nevada’s own, music thumping around them, Oliver had a nice buzz going on from a mixture of the joint he had before dinner and the one drink he’d consumed here. 

His body pressed in to Nevada, he was grinding against the other, hands finding purchase wherever they were able, not staying still for long, he knew eventually this could turn into more and he wouldn’t be upset if it did, they could go back to Nevada’s place or his place which he still had and talking could happen about important things, but he was definitely going to enjoy every inch of Nevada first, he loved this man and he wanted to show him every bit of love that he could, he wanted him to feel special. 

Matt: I'm thinking of hiring Grayson to wax my surfboards, since he's so insistent on telling me how and where to rub things best.

Matt: I suppose I could visit your fort.

Oliver: I love you.

Oliver: In case you forgot.

Matt: Maybe no hookers. Maybe I'll just hire the Hall bros.

Matt: Maybe make them build the whole thing while I just watch.

Matt: LOL I won't destroy it. But I won't even try to get inside unless there's actually enough room.

Oliver: OMG.

Oliver: Can you hire companions for manual labor? I never even considered...I mean you're renting the time.

Matt: WOW. Fine. I don't wanna go in your stinky fortress anyway. I'm calling Nev.

Matt: We're making our own fort.

Matt: With blackjack, and hookers.

Oliver: Blackjack? AND HOOKERS?

Oliver: I mean, you do you, but any hookers result in punishment.

Matt: Sign makers?? Elaborate pls

Oliver: Well I need to get a sign made.

Oliver: One that says, "No Tall Guys Allowed"

“You don’t have to thank me for that, babe,” Matt said, raising his brows and reaching over to playfully and lightly pinch his nose. He listened to what Oliver was saying, but there was no way he could be selfish enough to let Oliver hurt like that. Matt was determined to figure this out, and not just for Oliver’s sake, but for Nevada’s too. And most of all, for his own sake. Despite all the joking and lightheartedness, Matt really did want both of them in his life.

Matt had to laugh when Oliver began to set the scene, then bit his lower lip when Oliver pulled himself on top of him. He would absolutely not make any kind of sex tape, but having a secret live audience was thrilling, he had to admit. Matt’s hands went up along Oliver’s thighs, then reached around to squeeze his ass a little. “Yeah? Why don’t we give ‘em a little show? Although, I’ve gotta admit, the idea of you tying me up so I can’t go anywhere and Nevada helping you is kinda getting me hard right now,” he teased, peering up at his boyfriend with those big, baby blue hues of his.

Oliver listened to Matt and just gave him a soft smile, Matt was honestly just perfect. He reached up after the other pinched his nose, wrapping his arms over Matt’s neck. He was a bit surprised and his bottom lip quivered slightly, feeling Matt squeezing his thighs and down around his ass. He smiled when the other grabbed his ass and said that he was getting hard at the thought of a threesome. He smiled, pulling Matt back into a kiss. Kissing him slowly, unable to say no to the way Matt looked at him. He knew what it did to him. He smirked through the kiss, pulling back to nip playfully at Matt’s nose. 

“If you’re getting hard. Do something about it.” He said with a small wink, reaching up to run his hands down Matt’s back. Grabbing his hips and pulled himself down against the other man, leaning back in he began to kiss Matt slowly. Easy gentle kisses, peppering over his lover’s chin and down to start making a line along his neck. His mind swimming, his heart beating slowly in his chest, he couldn’t stop himself, “I love you so damn much.” 

Will was already smiling as Oliver started talking about how he was an idiot. “You’re not dumb. You have some questionable opinions regarding my favorite tv show, but dumb is pushing it,” he said before settling back, waiting to hear about why exactly Oliver was thinking along these lines. As he began to talk about the Matt and Nevada stuff, Will got a better understanding of what was going on. “Ya know, I can see how that would be confusing,” he said. 

“I mean, technically you reached out to me first by being bored, and also I don’t think it means second by default even if that wasn’t the case,” he added. “Do you think it would change the dynamic of the three of you a lot if you and Matt were to move in together?” he asked. Obviously Oliver loved Matt and had for awhile. Still, moving in could be a big next step. He’d never lived with someone he’d been romantically involved with, so he couldn’t speak to the experience. 

Oliver laughed, “I am dumb and you have questionable choices in favorite shows. But, I have watched like almost all of it now and that’s your fault.” He said with a smile, shrugging a little bit. He nodded, “I don’t know what the dynamic is now? Matt and Nevada are still feeling each other out and I told Nevada that I loved him, so I am just all over the place emotionally. Matt and I just got back together but yeah, I have loved him for over a year. So I am looking forward to it, honestly. I want to live with him.” He said as he chewed his bottom lip, turning so he was effectively facing Will now. 

“Now stop avoiding it. You never have issues Antelope unless they’re you dying of illness, like, always. Gawd. So tell me what is going on with you, I need the tea as the kids say.” He chuckled and gave Will a nudge in the shoulder. He wanted to know what the other man had going on his life, they didn’t spend nearly enough time together in Oliver’s opinion, “Also you’re going to the Sonic movie with me, cause Matt rolled his eyes a lot when I suggested it.” 

He rolled his eyes when Oliver said that he was beautiful when crying, shaking his head. “No one is beautiful when they cry,” Nevada mused, sniffling as he smiled as their noses brushed together. “They’re good tears,” he assured, letting himself get lost into the kiss. When hearing Oliver say that no matter what happened, that he wasn’t going anywhere. It made his heartache and hoped that his words were true.

“Here I was looking forward to getting tied up,” Nevada teased, letting his hands peek up underneath Oliver’s shirt to press against the skin. “You can take me to bed and keep me there all night.. but you better plan on feeding me later on,” he teased. “You know how hangry I can get,” he chuckled and leaned in to press their lips together once more. 

The hands on his body, the feeling of Nevada’s fingers against his skin and the wash of desire that was just fueled by the confession of love. He knew in his heart no matter what happened, Nevada would always be part of his world. He was a huge chunk of it. The kiss that followed, he leaned into it, leaning up into the taller man. He smirked, “Just cause I want to make love to you, doesn’t mean I can’t tie you up.” He said with a wink. Looping his fingers into Nevada’s belt loops with a smile. 

“Besides, if I tie you up, I can take all the time I want and you can’t do much about it.” He said with a grin, leading Nevada back to his bedroom. He pulled him in close, as close as humanly possible now, wrapping himself around Nevada. Arms tight around the taller man’s waist, kissing him hard on the lips now. Smashing their mouths together, he parted his lips, just deepening the kiss, tasting his...his boyfriend? His Nevada? He didn’t know what he was, but he knew he loved him with all he was capable of as he kissed him now in the bedroom, “Strip and lay down babe, I’ll get the ropes.” 

He tasted the salt against his lips as they lingered over his skin, they found warmth when Oliver tilted his head and met him with a kiss. Nevada only snaked an arm further around him, flushing their bodies until there was no more possible space between them, humming happily against those pair of lips. When hearing the words that came next, his heart nearly stopped as he felt his chest tighten. Part of him was happy to be hearing Oliver confess that but the other part of him was terrified. Nev still wasn’t sure where he stood in this situation and hearing that Oliver loved him, only meant that if this didn’t work out his heart would be completely broken. 

Nevada swallowed thickly, lips pressing into a thin line as he listens to Oliver. He exhaled a shaky breath and suddenly could feel tears start to swell up in his eyes. “Shit, Oliver–” he mumbled with a soft laugh, reaching up to wipe at his eyes. He reached out to take the man’s hand, pressing it to his chest hoping that Oliver could feel just how hard his heart was beating at that moment. Nevada hunched down to lean his forehead against the man’s shoulder. “You nearly stopped by heart there, McKenzie” he muttered. The last person to admit that they loved Nevada left him after eight months of being together, and that was nearly ten years ago. It was easy to admit to himself, but it was even harder to say out loud. 

When he worked up the courage, Nevada pulled back and reached out to caress his cheek softly. “I love you too, Oliver. I’ve known it for a while too, but it’s easier for me to admit to myself than actually come out and say it. Love hasn’t been the kindest to me, and… it just scares me.” He murmured softly, reaching to rub at his eyes once more. “Dammit, you made me a cry baby.”

His hand on Nevada’s chest. He could feel the heart beating hard, just staring up at him with a smile. When Nevada brushed his hand over his own, their foreheads together, he smiled and gripped Nevada’s shirt tightly. Keeping him as close as possible. Just pulling Nevada in against him, forms pressed together. He leaned into the hand on his cheek, turning his head to kiss at Nevada’s palm. When Nevada said he loved him too. He leaned up, kissing his cheeks. Softly kissing away his tears, before kissing him again slowly. 

“You are amazing.” He said with a smirk, pressing his forehead back against Nevada’s own, but he licked his lips, wrapping both his arms around Nevada’s waist now, keeping their bodies close together, “You’re beautiful when you cry. For the record. As long as it’s good tears.” He said as he nuzzled his nose against Nevada’s own before kissing him slowly, “I know Matt isn’t in the same place yet, but you guys just reconnected, give it time baby. No matter what happens, I am never going anywhere, you’re stuck with me in your life.” 

He slid his hands tightly around Nevada in a makeshift hug as he looked up at him, “ I know I was being kinky earlier...but um...” He smiled softly, “I kind of just, I want to take you to bed babe. I want to make love to you. I don’t want to just fuck, I just...I want you to know how I feel.”