Oliver had no idea what was going to happen once the Fae had disappeared- was he going to be slammed against the wall? Fuck did he hope so- but he was also happy to have some simple conversations. It seemed to go the way of the latter in an extremely enthusiastic way. A grin spreads across his lips and Oliver laughs. ”Of course I have food.” A hand moves to press against Henry’s cheek, cupping his face. ”Although, you seem far more excited about food than about a certain something else- but I’m sure we can deal with that later.”
Now no, Oliver wasn’t hard yet, but it would be a lie if he said he wasn’t turned on by the imagine of Henry slamming him onto a surface. It’d be fine, yeah. It’d work out. His hand slowly drops and he holds it out. ”Its a little nippy outside, I’ll show you the way.” Whether or not Henry took his hand, Oliver would make his way outside and head to his new home.
It was small, modest, but nice. It was clear he was still moving in but it’d work out. The walk wasn’t far at all, maybe not even two minutes before Oliver was opening up the door to a house. ”Leave your shoes by the door. If your coats have snow on them too you can leave them there as well. I have blankets for you to use.”
Now no, Oliver wasn’t hard yet, but it would be a lie if he said he wasn’t turned on by the imagine of Henry slamming him onto a surface. It’d be fine, yeah. It’d work out. His hand slowly drops and he holds it out. ”Its a little nippy outside, I’ll show you the way.” Whether or not Henry took his hand, Oliver would make his way outside and head to his new home.
It was small, modest, but nice. It was clear he was still moving in but it’d work out. The walk wasn’t far at all, maybe not even two minutes before Oliver was opening up the door to a house. ”Leave your shoes by the door. If your coats have snow on them too you can leave them there as well. I have blankets for you to use.”
let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair
Oliver
