Benefits ✭ Ollie Bearman
Summary: Going to Ollie's home for dinner is easy. But being friends like this, has its benefits. In this case Ollie wanted his time home to be better than it already was, starting in his sim chair.
Warnings: Unprotected sex. I think that's all, I don't know if hickeys along breasts count as well.
Word Count: 1k
A/N: Based off of this lovely request.
“Hey, welcome.” Terri opens the door and pulls Ollie in for a hug, me seconds after. “It’s been so long. Dinner is still cooking but for now Ollie can show you around. I know you've been here a million times but it’ll give you guys something to do.” She smiles, walking us out of the foyer. We both say hi to the rest of his family, his sister questioning if we’re dating yet.
“No, of course not. We’re just really good friends.” A grin arises on my face as I look toward Ollie, enjoying the view of him laughing with his younger brother. He seems like such an innocent and sweet boy, which he can be, but then the filthy words he groans in my ear and the way he uses my body says otherwise.
“Come on, let’s see if they've changed my room yet.” He leads me away, everything getting quiet except for the light padding of our feet against the floor. We both walk in, noticing not a single thing has changed.
“Well that isn’t too exciting. I was hoping they changed it all so I could act sad like they do in movies, and then I’d see an old picture in a frame and all the memories would come rushing back.” I laugh as I walk closer to his sitting body. Grabbing his cheeks and then smacking a kiss on his lips. It was fast and quick, an impulsive decision. But could I say I regretted it? No.
I turn away from him and walk into my favourite room of this house– the simulator room. It’s where we would usually hangout. He would be on the sim and I’d watch, it went on for hours which makes me think how I even managed to stay there for long.
“I knew you’d be here.” A familiar British voice emits into the room.
“Well where else would I be? I’m not going into your parents room.” His chucklee fills the silence of the room as he walks toward the sim. m as he makes his way to the sim chair.
“Still feels the same.” He sits back and stretches his arms out to the steering wheel. I walk closer to him sitting in it he lets out a sigh. “Still feels the same.”
“Is that good or bad?” I walk closer to him, legs brushing against his body and the chair.
“I don’t know.” Ollie grabs me by my thighs and pulls my body onto his. “Would you like to make it better?”
I drag my finger down his face and neck, trailing down his chest. “And how might I do that?” I bite on the side of my bottom lip, keeping it tugged between my teeth as my eyes roam over his face. Ollie doesn’t say a word, instead he grabs my hips and adjusts my body so I straddle on his lap.
His mouth makes contact with my skin, lips lazily parted as he drags it along my skin, forcing my breath to hitch and head to incline toward the ceiling. Going down my throat and toward my cleavage, hands along my sides before he starts undoing the button and zip of my pants. I lift my hips to help him take it off easier before he mirrors his actions on himself.
“We’ve got to be quick, and quiet.” He says in advance to capturing my lips with his. Ollie grabs me by my thighs and holds me in the perfect position before he helps lower me onto his dick. Easily sliding onto him. I begin to take control, letting him lean against the chair and watch me as I try to control my moans.
Biting my lip and sliding my hand up my top. Ollie holds my hips then waist, moving higher each second and lifting my top. Quickly removing my hand so he can take up the job, rolling my nipples with his thumb.
“Fuck. They don’t know, their sweet little boy is getting fucked on his sim chair.” I manage to say between pants. Rolling my hips and feeling him hit the spot endlessly. Groans and moans coming out of his mouth. “They don’t know I’m gonna fill you up and the only thing you’ll think about is my dick.” I become speechless at his words, only moans leaving my lips.
Oliver steals the control from me, leading my body as it moves up and down, meeting his and making our skin slap together. He pulls me in closer, attacking my neck with kisses, trying to control himself from marking my exposed skin. So instead he lifts my shirt and covers my breast with his lips, planting love bites and claiming territory that isn’t his.
My nipples so sensitive and climax creeping up on me, all it takes is his tongue teasing my breasts and the roll of my hips to knock me off and release.
I hide my face in his neck, with hopes the sounds that come out of my mouth become muffled. Ollie pushes my body into him. My unclothed skin rubbed against his clothed.
He holds my ass tightly as he releases; Coming with a groan from deep in his throat.
I ride both of our highs out, the room smelling of sex and the sound even louder.
Ollie helps me off him before going to the bathroom to grab a cloth. I sit on the sim chair with my legs wide open as he cleans me with precision. The only thing on my mind being his dick– oh I hate that he was right– and how amazing it would be if he were mine.
“Friends do this… right?” I ask, watching him look up at me with flushed cheeks and swollen lips.
“Yeah, I guess.” Words uncertain, but I’ll trust him.
He finishes cleaning me, soon doing the same with himself.
“Guys, dinner is ready!” Ollie’s mum shouts, making us both realise the situation and rush to aim to look normal.
“Ok, we’re coming.” Ollie says back, running his fingers through his hair and waiting for me before walking down the stairs looking like two friends, who have lost the definition of friends and call it benefits.
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✦ Our Life: Beginning & Always ~ themed NPT
╰ DAY 5 of @rumblepumm ' s event !
NAMES ︙ cove . seashell . shoal . shoaliette . sholiene . ocean . oceanide . lake . river . riverine . aqua . aqua(mu)rette . aquamarine . coralle . coralette . creek . everett . evelyn . eve . teary . tearie . tweary . tearfall(e) . teardrop . poppy . popp(i)ette . poppeine . lee . lily . leslie / lesley . lynn . francine . jackie . ari . aria . arielle . claire . elizabeth . liz / lizzy / lizzie . lizette . elyssa . elysia . reagan . noe . lain . macy . baxter . bax . baxley . barley . oakley . alexander . oliver . ollie . spade . mono . vince . victor . vincent . vinny . chester . derek . darren . dylan . daryl . darcy . darlene . devon . jaime . jamie . james . jay . taylor . harper . ash(e) . paula . pamela . pauline . miranda . randy . marissa . margot . sage . faith . melissa . terry . alex . robin . radley . marshall . max . chase . jeremy . archie . jayden . jonathan . misery . miserine . miser(i)ette . kyra . kyla . kylie . kyrelle . kier . sydney . chantel(le) . eleanor . shiloh . scout . asher . willow . adam . scott . jude . jade
PRNS ︙ sea . wa / wave . sea / shell / seashell . sea / foam / seafoam . sea / bun / seabun . wae / water / waterfall . pud / puddle . su / surf . ae / aqua . tea / tear(y) . shy . cry . fi / fish . swi / swim . co / cor / coral . pop / poppy . li / lily . da / dance . ste / steps . rhy / rhythm . mo(e) / mono . wa / waltz . fe / fetch . fri / friends . mie / mis / misery . si / silly . lo / love . ado / adore . he(a) / heart . 💧 . 🌊 . 🐚 . 🦈 . 🦑 . 🦞 . ⛴️ . 🚢 . ⛵ . 🎹 . ♠️ . ♣️ . 🖤 . 🎧 . 🎵 . 🎶 . 🎼 . ⚽ . 🏈
TITLES ︙ the alluring mermaid/merman/merperson . the heart of the sea . the [x] / prn who was washed ashore . prns graceful/tidal wave . prn whose soul is pure . the [x] with a peaceful life . prn who surfs . the lady / maiden / [x] of the deep sea . the one who sets sail . the [x] in the sea of stars . prns aquatic adventure . the [x] in coral reefs . prn who swims with fishes/sharks/etc (any aquatic animals) . the [x] of the blue waves . the seashell collector . the master of waltz . the born dancer / prn who is a born dancer . the ballroom dancer . the divine dancer . the charming dancer . the Victorian-era emo man . the one of all smiles . prn who is monochromatic . prn who moves flawlessly . the dancer of arts . the one with conflicting feelings . the [x] whose story begins . prns prologue . prns beginnings . prns start of dreams . prns opening acts/chapter . the [x]'s new beginnings . prns new chapter . prns divine plot twist
[x] — any nouns ; examples below
the angel who was washed ashore
the ghost whose story begins
the boy of the blue waves
sorry that its long :3
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thinking about my old ocs again sooooo
meet the six of hearts!!!
oliver "ollie" miller (he/him) 15 years old, has adhd dyslexia and asthma, grew up really sheltered with has parents openly preferring him over his brother
jackson "jackie" miller (he/him) 17 years old, deaf and autistic with really bad anxiety, has hearing aids but wearing them for too long overwhelms him, i wouldnt say hes openly gay but he never really had a chance to be in the closet, ollies older brother, grew up with his parents treating him like a failure
sage arlene (she/her), 15 years old, audhd and ocd, has two supportive gay dads, ollies best friend, generally a very cheerful person but ollie and terry joke that she should come with a "will bite" warning like an agressive dog
terry cuervo (they/he), 16 years old, autism dyslexia ptsd and panic disorder, half latino on his dads side, emo theater kid, survives off of energy drinks
via wilson (she/her) 16 years old, c-ptsd and anxiety, sages gf, grew up with a single dad
rosy moren (she/they) 16 years old, undiagnosed audhd, grew up in foster care, vias adopted sister, the friend to go to when you need comfort, advice, or simply a distraction
before you get too attached to any of them, this is my horror wip.
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judd winick's kyle run was far from perfect but i have become ridiculously fond of that guy's commitment to adding shit like ollie calling kyle a gay biker, kyle recommending terry goes to therapy after he finds out the kid is gay, and whatever this was:
and most importantly nothing will replicate the hilarity of digging through a comic shop dollar bin and finding 15+ copies of The Gay Bashing issue unsold after over two decades. no i did not buy it.
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Wuff I finally finished my smile for me mass attack for artfight! I had a lot of fun with this and enjoyed adding everyone's characters to this!
Also just noticed this is my 400th attack ever! Neat!
(I'll post the non-polaroid version separately and the background)
People included in this drawing who have tumblr:
@puppyluver256 - Theodore
@ziggystarart - Sammie Bollamy Thwate
@starlitfrenzy - Camellia
@lordjunior - them
@nothingbutlimbo - Clyde Wintry
@starrlic - Tulip
@creativortexx - June Jenkins and Carmen Redwood
@precisespace - flower kid oc
@kissmel0ser - Addie Hilfe
@noodlec0nsumer - Dell Craig
@cupidotexe Daisy/Bea Dreemer
@a-thing-named-it - Aphie Twoptera
@acrayday - Daria Reas
@little-old-timey Jiffy
@kupadraws - Terry Sirko
@whipped-bean - LuLu
@wholesomecryptidart - Iris
@twinvenus - Chell
@scarecrowbutch - Lilly Habyoubon
@pencil-amateur - Marsha Sylvertongue
@dieharddumbass - Dirt Pott
@rainbowt33f - Cynthia
@felix-mcscoutys-boobs - Soleil
@doodadsincarnate - Marzi Panne
@givegeoffdeadflowers - Nash Geminis Tate Pickerelle and Yolonda Sainaid
@retrovampz - Lev Habit
@mimemirage - Pierre
@cowboysmilk - Barm Fresno
@imthatfilthysinner - flower kid
@starryflowered - Azalea Cerinth
@stupidsunny-d - Celeste Habit and Bloom Lilleaf
@olliesart - Ollie Fluffenstuff
@princesstarshoppe - Flan
@gummysharkzz - Julian Valentino
@finndraws - Cass Walker
@sc1ibbl3zspi1it - Ink
@aiki-art - Rachel Meadows
@moshi-roulette - Mari- O'Nettie
@fern-sword - Deekon Chess
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