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Enjoy this 1k ramble that I wrote because I wanted Oscar to sit on Max's lap xoxo
Oscar clung to Lando's arm as the older Omega dragged him down to the harbor, chatting amicably to the dark haired Alpha walking with them.
“Lando.” Oscar hissed, trying to get his attention. “Lando I think would rather go home.” He murmured in his friend's ear. His feet were aching in the shoes Lando had picked for him, and he felt increasingly more uncomfortable about how low Lando had unbuttoned the blush pink linen shirt he had borrowed Oscar. He had seen the dark haired Alpha glance at all the skin on show and had since tried to hold the fabric closed with the hand that wasn't desperately holding onto his friend. Lando turned to him, already pouting.
“We don't have to stay long! I know Max quite well, I just want to say hi to him and Charles.” Lando told him. “We'll go home right after, I promise.” He added, holding out his hand to pinky promise Oscar. Oscar sighed.
“Just a quick visit then.” He murmured, also really not wanting to leave his friend alone. Lando grinned and slung an arm over his shoulders, pressing a messy kiss to his cheek.
“Thanks Osco!” He purred, making Oscar roll his eyes fondly. The Alpha - was his name Carlos? Oscar vaguely remembered Lando saying his name before - helped them both safely step onto the little ramp leading up into a massive, black yacht. There were plenty of people there already, chatting and dancing and drinking brightly coloured cocktails. Everyone was young and gorgeous and Oscar felt self conscious, seeing some unimpressed looks thrown in his direction.
Lando squeezed his hand as they were led up some stairs to the top deck, where the lounge area was buzzing with happily chatting guests. Lando instantly spotted someone he knew, telling Oscar he would be right back before jumping over some legs to hug a guy standing near the railing. Oscar turned to find Carlos had wandered off as well, leaving Oscar awkwardly hoovering around close to the sofas. He debated sitting down, but all spots seemed taken, as were any spots around the boat where he could lean against something to try and play it cool.
No, Oscar was left standing awkwardly in the centre of the boat, hands in his pockets and shoulders hunched uncomfortably.
“You can sit with us, if you'd like.” A voice sounded to his right. A handsome Alpha was sitting on a more secluded lounge area, the sofa partially empty next to him. He had bright blue eyes and plush lips that curled into an easy, gentle smile as Oscar nodded and slipped into the seat next to him.
“Thank you.” Oscar murmured. “I'm Oscar, by the way.” He added, trying not to squirm under the Alpha's curious gaze.
“Ah yeah, Lando's friend, right? I'm Max.” The Alpha answered. Oh, Max. Lando's very nice friend Max. That was good, if Oscar were to believe Lando.
“Who's this?” Another Alpha approached the sofa, as pretty and curious as Max. He was carrying two drinks, handing one to Max. He had wide green eyes and messy dark hair held up with a bandana
“This is Oscar, Lando's friend.” Max told him. Before turning to Oscar. “This is Charles, my partner.”
Ah yes, Charles. Max's very hot Alpha partner. The one Lando said smelled like chocolate.
He didn't lie.
“Nice to meet you, Oscar.” Charles said with a bright grin, before leaning in to kiss Max's cheek and murmuring something that sounded awfully close to ‘I'll find another seat somewhere, baby.’
Oscar acutely became aware of the fact that the seat he had take up at Max's side was probably Charles's before, and nos the Alpha had no place to sit next to his Mate anymore.
Oscar jumped up from the seat with wide eyes, grabbing Charles's shoulders and quite frankly manhandling him into the seat instead.
Yes, he just manhandled an Alpha. A pretty Alpha. Whose Mate was watching him with a confused expression now.
“Sorry, I took your seat, didn't I?” Oscar murmured frantically. Charles was staring at him, lips parted into a little ‘o’ shape as Max started to grin next to him, cocking his head to the side as he stared at Oscar with intensity. “I'll go find Lando, or leave or something…” Oscar mumbled awkwardly.
“You can sit here.” Max told him, leaning back and patting his lap. Now it was Oscar's turn to stare.
“On your lap?” He huffed, cheeks colouring red. Max shrugged.
“You don't have to. But anyone who can leave Charles speechless is someone I want to get to know.” the alpha replied easily. Oscar turned to Charles, who was indeed still staring at him with wide eyes. Was that shock? Admiration? Oscar wasn't sure.
“I eh.. I guess?” Oscar murmured, supposing it was a better option than awkwardly hanging around near the bathrooms until Lando wanted to leave. He stepped closer and gingerly sat down on Max's thick thighs. “Sorry, I'm probably not the lightest-” he was cut off as Max wrapped an arm around his waist, tugging him closer until Oscar was actually leaning his weight on him and his shoulder was pressed against Max's chest.
“There we go.” Max smiled at the surprised squeak Oscar let out. A big hand moved to Oscar's thigh, keeping him in place. “Are you comfortable, sweetheart?” Max asked more softly, sensing Oscar was still tense.
“Yeah, just… don't sit on many laps, I guess.” Oscar murmured, ducking his head and looking down on the hand still resting on his thigh.
“You look good, on his lap.” Charles spoke up, having regained his voice. The Alpha licked his lips, eyes dragging over Oscar. It made Oscar shiver, trying to subtly close his shirt more.
“Are you cold, sweetheart? Here, take this.” Charles fussed instantly, taking a jacket from the backrest of the sofa and wrapping it around Oscar. It smelled like Charles, like dark chocolate, and a bit like Max's more lemon-y scent, too.
“Thanks.” Oscar murmured softly. Max chuckled, gently squeezing Oscar's thigh.
“So shy, like you didn't just manhandle Charles with ease.” He teased. Oscar huffed, wanting to object, but Max stopped him with another squeeze to his leg. “Don't worry, he loved it.” The Alpha added with a wink, leaning in so close his lips almost brushed the shell of Oscar's ear. Oscar swallowed thickly.
“Why don't you stay a bit longer tonight, sweetheart?” Charles smiled. “We are actually going to sail the boat to another harbor, we can have fun.” He added, placing his hand on Oscar's thigh, next to Max's. Oscar let out a soft breath.
