#hckinmuses

i just saw this! i love it here

ok i’m ready

lmao don’t ask for things when you know full well imma want to give them to you

the night had been pretty calm all things considering; semester finals were just around the corner, oliver and michael had been up to their ears in midterm papers, studying for hours on end in silence just so they could pass their classes. it was no easy task, oliver had found himself glancing up at michael whilst he was studying at his desk across the room and he just looked so damn handsome sat there invested in his books. the way his brows sort of knitted together when he was concentrating on something, or he didn’t understand what the fuck was being said - he just looked too fucking good, but Ollie knew that if he distracted Michael, then he’d be distracting himself and they’d really get nothing done for the remainder of the night if they got off track. so he left it alone and left michael alone to his studies. when seven rolled around, ollie told michael to take a break and they went to get dinner from the dining hall. there they seemed to catch up on their day and hardly shut up to eat their dinner, and after dinner the two went their separate ways, ollie showered, michael went back to the books and then vice versa until they both gave up on the studying. it ended with the pair of them curled up in ollie’s bed together as they usually were, they’d been talking and talking and then the room fell silent for a little bit that’s when michael brought it up. oliver looked over at him and had to laugh because he didn’t think that he was serious, the furthest they’d gotten was oliver giving michael a blow job, but even that took some time to make happen, but michael was serious and well, oliver wasn’t going to say no. 

ollie started off slow, curling into michael and kissing him soft and slow, mouths open and tongues slowly gliding and moving together as hands roamed along each other’s firm bodies. soon the men were pushing their shirts and underwear off, leaving them both in just their birthday suits, hands roamed and wandered and the room was soon full of muffled moans as the men worked to get each other’s lengths hard. after a bit of foreplay, and as the precum leaked onto their fingertips, ollie grinned lazily at michael as he slipped between his legs. he took his time as he rubbed some lube on the tips of his fingers, leaning up, oliver slotted his mouth against michael’s neck where he knew it’d make the man weak and gave a slight bite as he slipped his finger between the man’s cheeks and inside of him, wanting michael to think about anything but his finger but hey, even oliver knew that wasn’t going to happen it was kind of hard to ignore. he slowly pumped his finger, asking michael along the way if he was okay, and slowly added another finger, and then another until the man was good and prepped. ollie reached in his table side drawer and grabbed a condom, he tore the foil packet and then took michael’s hands, guiding them to roll the rubber on him before he leaned up to kiss him. “you tell me to stop if it’s too much, yeah?” he said, because he wanted the other to know there was no hard feelings if it were to come to that. michael being comfortable was what mattered. slowly, ollie lined his cock up with michael’s entrance and slowly pressed the tip in, glancing up at the brown eyed boy to watch his face as he continued pressing himself in the tight space. “Fuck”, ollie breathed out as he continued pressing further and further until his hips were pressed flesh against michael’s ass. letting out a little content sigh, ollie rested his hands on michael’s hips and brushed his thumbs against his skin. “is this okay?” he asked softly.

ACTUALLY writing something good ok

no u can only write w me

but i do be saying write w me

lmk bc everyone on indie hates me