present

ALICE.

I lazily smiled in response to Oliver's words. "We're talking right now," I murmured with a soft giggle.

Oliver rolled his eyes while he giggled. "I mean," Oliver began with a smirk. "I thought that you and I were..."

I raised an eyebrow before I gently grasped his chin within my fingers and turned his head so that he was looking in the direction of the coffee table. I leaned into his ear as I whispered, "I don't really know who I'm talking to. I'm kinda just, like, whoring around but without the sex part."

Oliver giggled as he turned back to face me with raised eyebrows. "That's not really, um, whoring around, Alice," he whispered. "That's just feeling out your options," he added on with a wink.

I grasped his chin within my fingers and gently turned his head once again. I leaned in as I whispered, "But I'm not feeling anyone, if you know what I mean."

Oliver chuckled before gently turning my head. He leaned in as he whispered, "I know what you mean, Alice." I felt him smirk against my ear before whispering, "Any time you wanna give me a shot, just let me know."

Oliver pulled away and winked before I grasped his chin and turned his face to the side again, causing him to giggle. I whispered, "I've only had sex with, like, two people though."

Oliver's chin retracted from my grasp as he turned his head to face me, his eyes bugged out entirely. "What?" He exclaimed, causing me to swat him on the shoulder. Everyone had departed from their conversations and were now looking at us with confusion written all over their faces.

"Sorry," I murmured as I glanced between everyone in the room. "You can go back to whatever you were talking about. It's not important," I mumbled.

Sebastian departed his eyes from mine hesitantly as he brought his gaze back to lazily meet Anthony's. I turned my head towards Oliver to see Billy raising an eyebrow at me which caused me to shake my head, hopefully getting the point across that I was ok and that the situation was nothing special. Billy nodded before turning his head back to face Chris and going back to the conversation they were both so involved with.

"I'm sorry," Oliver whispered as he flashed me an apologetic smile while I shot him an angered look. He then gently nudged my face to the side as he leaned in and whispered, "How come you've only fucked two people?"

I turned his head and whispered into his ear, "I kinda, like, had an affair with Billy."

Oliver chuckled before whispering, "I already knew that."

I giggled before turning his head again. "Austin was my first time and my only, um, time for years," I whispered. "I couldn't even have an affair if I wanted to because he never let me do anything."

Oliver raised an eyebrow as he gently pushed my hand away from his chin. "But you still had an affair with Billy?" Oliver whispered.

"That's because Austin was gone," I whispered in response. "You see," I began while still whispering. "Austin, like, abused me and raped me and scared me enough to where he, like, owned me," I whispered. I took a deep and quiet breath before adding on, "And I knew he would always find me if I left on my own, so I needed help." I pointed through Oliver's chest at Billy. "Billy helped me escape and made me realize that all men don't, um, abuse their wives or girlfriends and, uh..." I shook my head while closing my eyes. I opened my eyes to see he was wearing a saddened and apologetic look as he studied me. "He helped me realize that all men aren't monsters who rape their women to have complete control over them," I whispered.

———
OLIVER.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

———
ALICE.

"I'm so fucking sorry, Alice," Oliver whispered as his blue eyes bore into mine. I studied his face to realize that he had no ounce of happiness showing on his face anymore; only confusion, depression, anxiety, and numerous emotions that were all mixed into one showed on his face.

"It's ok," I whispered with a small smile. "You didn't know." I cast a glance at Billy as I leaned over before leaning back to face Oliver. "But he did," I whispered. "And so did Austin's other friends."

———
OLIVER.

Not all of his friends knew.

———
ALICE.

"Jesus Christ," Oliver whispered as he rubbed a hand over his face. "If I knew, Alice," he whispered as he gazed at me apologetically. "I would've helped."

I giggled quietly as I shook my head. "No one could help me," I whispered while stifling more giggles from leaving my mouth, most likely because of the drugs and alcohol coursing through my veins. "Billy couldn't even help."

Oliver raised an eyebrow as he whispered, "Isn't he the reason Austin found you?" His eyes glanced in Sebastian's direction before snapping back to mine.

I nodded my head lazily. "I guess so," I whispered. "But I guess it's not really his fault. I should've refused his offer of traveling with him to the hotel because I knew he was an actor which just proves how stupid I really am."

Oliver shook his head as a small smile showed on his face. "You're not stupid, Alice," he whispered. "You just needed a friend."

I shook my head as I closed my eyes momentarily. "And when did having a friend ever help me?" I whispered with a raised eyebrow.

Oliver smiled at me before whispering, "I'm your friend, aren't I?"

I smirked at him as I responded, "I guess so."

Oliver raised an eyebrow as a teasing grin spread across his face. "What do you mean, you guess so?" He whispered mockingly.

I giggled quietly before replying, "Time will tell, Oliver Blackheart."

Oliver smirked at me as he whispered, "If only you knew."

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What?" I whispered.

Anthony cut off our conversation by exclaiming, "Do you two need a fucking room or something? I've seen all those fucking looks you're given each other, you fucking horndogs."

Oliver burst out laughing as he tilted his head back, and I giggled while covering my face in embarrassment.

"Don't hide it," Chris remarked as he pointed at us with his hand lazily swaying as he tried to keep it still. "I've seen the looks, too."

"You guys are fucking perverts," I said while giggling as I looked between the two.

Anthony rolled his eyes in response as Oliver laughed even harder. "Go," Anthony exclaimed as he shooed us away with his hands from still in his seat. "Go take your hormones somewhere else. It's clogging my nostrils."

Sebastian burst out laughing as he leaned forward and laughed into his hands, his laugh an entirely higher pitch than his regular voice. Hell, maybe even a few octaves higher.

"I'm even starting to smell the sex already," Billy murmured as he shook his head with a wide grin on his face.

My eyes shot to his as I exclaimed, "Billy!"

"Don't Billy me," Billy remarked as he motioned his hand towards Oliver's bedroom. "Go."

Chris jutted in, "I'll BlueTooth my phone to the speakers so we don't hear anything so that way you're not embarrassed."

"If I know anything about Oliver Blackheart," Anthony remarked. "It's that blasting even the loudest music can't save us from hearing anything."

Oliver made a disgusted face as his eyes snapped to Anthony's. "Have you seen a sex tape of mine that I haven't even seen yet or something?"

"Oh," Billy exclaimed with a chuckle as he swatted Oliver on the bicep. "Too fucking soon, Man. Too fucking soon."

I giggled as my face became even more red, if possible.

Oliver glanced between Billy and I apologetically as he held his hands up in surrender. "I'm sorry," he squeaked out as he smiled sheepishly.

"It's fine," I murmured as I cast him a reassuring smile. "Has anyone in the room, like, not seen it?"

Everyone glanced at each other as if they were expecting someone to respond, only for everyone to end up nervously chuckling.

"That's what I thought," I giggled.

"Hey," Anthony sighed as he pointed at me. "At least it wasn't full on pornography."

"Bro," Billy exclaimed. "It was fucking full on pornography!"

Anthony rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean," he sighed.

Billy chuckled as he responded, "I don't think I do."

Anthony waved off his comment before turning his head to face Oliver and I again. "Now, go," he exclaimed as he motioned between the two of us. "Make me an uncle."

Oliver rolled his eyes before standing up from the couch. "Shall we?" He asked as he held a hand out for me to take.

I giggled as I grasped his hand within mine. "We shall," I murmured as I stood up from the couch.

Oliver led the two of us over to his bedroom as Anthony yelled, "I'm expecting twins!"

"Pervert!" Oliver yelled in response before closing the bedroom door and locking it. He turned to face me and I noticed he was wearing an apologetic grin. "Relax," he murmured with a small smile. "We're not actually going to have sex."

"That's reassuring," I murmured with a chuckle. "Because I was hoping that you'd at least wash your sheets and maybe, like, burn your bed first," I added on.

Oliver's eyebrows raised as a shocked expression spread across his face. "Oh, really?" He asked through a chuckle. "Is that what you think of me?"

I walked past him as I gazed around his room. "I know what I know," I murmured. Oliver chuckled in response and I turned around to face him. "Am I wrong?" I asked with a wide grin.

Oliver winked at me before responding, "Only partly."

Just as I was about to respond, music began blaring through the speakers around Oliver's house which caused the two of us to giggle.

"So," I began with a raised eyebrow. "What's your story, Oliver Blackheart?"

Oliver chuckled before motioning his head towards the bed for me to follow him as he walked towards it.

"Is it safe?" I asked as I hesitantly followed him.

Oliver sat on the bed while winking at me as he responded, "About as safe as the condoms I don't use."

I rolled my eyes before sitting across from him in the center of the bed, the two of us now sitting cross legged. "So?" I trailed on with a raised eyebrow.

Oliver chuckled before running a hand through his hair. "My story," he sighed as he stared at open air before meeting my eyes. "Well," he began. "My mom kinda, like, left when I came out to both her and my dad," he murmured. "Haven't seen her since," he added on. He shook his head with a small smile before continuing. "My dad, who coincidentally is in business with Billy's dad, accepted me for who I was and didn't really treat me any differently after I came out," he murmured. "And he still treated me like a son after my mom left because of my sudden, um, sexuality outbreak," he said. "Before she left, she called me a bunch of rather rude names, one of them being a, um, whore, and because of that, my dad took her to court while in the process of their divorce and it was decided he didn't have to give her any money."

"Wow," I sighed as I wore a completely dumbfounded look on my face. "I'm so sorry, Oliver."

Oliver shook his head before winking at me. "But it doesn't stop there," he murmured with a smirk. "That happened when I was around, um, fourteen maybe? After that, a few years after that actually, maybe when I was eighteen," he began while deep in thought. "I started diving deep into my sexuality and discovering if I was simply confused, or if I was actually bisexual."

"And, from what I've heard and read, I'm guessing that you discovered you weren't just confused?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

Oliver smirked in response while he cracked his knuckles. "I'm as gay as can be while also loving pussy," he exclaimed with a wide grin, causing me to giggle. "But on a more serious note," he began as he shook his head while chuckling. "I got into some pretty hard drugs for a while," he murmured. "I was never a full on heroin addict, but I definitely accepted the offer whenever I received it." He cleared his throat as he looked into his lap before continuing. "I also, most definitely, broke many hearts along the way and continued to screw whoever I could as I made a name for myself," he murmured. "Being the son of Xavier Blackheart doesn't always have its perks," he chuckled. "But I fucked people and used my, um, charm, if you want to call it that, to use people how I wanted to and still, to this day, do."  Oliver offered me a small smile as he looked up to me while pulling his gaze slowly away from his lap.

I didn't entirely know how to respond, maybe because of the three types of narcotics flowing through me, but I couldn't exactly stop myself from what I said next. "At least you were on the good end of the stick," I murmured with a small smile.

Oliver offered me an apologetic grin before slowly nodding his head. "I guess you can call it that," he mumbled.

I smiled softly at him in response. "You're not all bad," I said. "You just do what every teenage boy does, except you do it while in your twenties," I remarked with a wide grin.

Oliver chuckled and ran a hand through his hair as he cursed. "You're not wrong," he chuckled. "It's sad that a twenty five year old acts like a thirteen year old boy."

I raised an eyebrow as I smiled cockily at him. "You're more like a seventeen year old boy because I can honestly say I've never heard of a thirteen year old tripping on acid while being drunk," I said.

Oliver giggled, causing his blue eyes to shine even brighter. "Let's not forget about the weed," he whispered with a wink.

I winked back at him as I whispered, "Never in my wildest dreams."

The two of us remained eye contact with one another as soft smiles showed on our faces. I had gotten used to the acid luckily; if I hadn't then I'd be slightly freaking out that Oliver's eyes were a glowing shade of turquoise. But I knew it wasn't the drug that made him seem beautiful; he was beautiful on the outside and, from what I could tell, on the inside as well.

"I like you," I whispered with a small smile. "You're not who the media portrays you to be."

Oliver smiled in response. "I'm hoping that that's a compliment," he murmured.

"Well it's not an insult," I mumbled with a smirk.

Oliver smirked in response and winked as he whispered, "Good."

And what I did next I also couldn't stop myself from doing.

I leaned in slowly and kissed him, my lips practically melting once they met his. Oliver gasped softly into the kiss as he cupped my face gently while pulling me slightly closer to him. I moved to where I was directly in front of him as I sat on my knees, leaning over as I kept the kiss going. Our lips massaged one another's slowly as I cupped his face with one hand while reaching back and grasping the hair at the base of his neck with the other.

Oliver quietly moaned into the kiss as I continued to play with his hair, causing me to feel a slight amount of pleasure down there. Hell, I was making out with Oliver Bloody Blackheart- I was allowed to feel confidence blasting through me.

I adjusted myself to where I was now straddling him as the makeout session continued, and he placed his hands at my sides in response as he held me in place. He then removed one of his hands so he could place it on the bed as he moved his hips up into mine. Oliver then moved himself back a little ways as he broke away from the kiss, pushing himself slightly closer to the front of the bed.

I moved over to him and straddled him once again as I met him in another heated kiss. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and he moaned, causing my eyes to practically roll into the back of my head. I gripped the collar of his shirt as I pulled his face even closer, if possible, as he massaged my sides while slipping his fingertips into the waistband of my jeans occasionally.

Confidence was buzzing through me because of Oliver, and I didn't know exactly why. Maybe it was the drugs or the alcohol? Because what I did next I can honestly say I've never done before.

After I had pulled at his shirt until he had taken it off and threw it somewhere, I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him harshly to where he was now lying on the bed. I remained eye contact with him as I slowly took my shirt off and dropped it as I hung my hand over the side of the bed. I watched him practically drool over my almost exposed breasts, and I trailed a finger softly from his chest to his V-line, causing him to let out a low moan as his eyes momentarily rolled back.

I reached back to unclasp my bra as I slowly shrugged it off my body and dropped it in the same place I had left my shirt. Oliver's eyes found my breasts and he let out a quiet groan before he sat up. He watched me as he slowly brought his mouth to one of my nipples, resulting in me tilting my head back and sighing at the pleasure I was feeling.

Oliver moaned as he continued to suck at my nipple and gently bite at it as he massaged my other breast with his hand. I tangled my hands in his hair as I kept his head in place, silently demanding him to stay there. Oliver soon kissed his way to my other breast and removed his hand as he sucked and nibbled at it while groping my breast covered in his bite marks.

I pulled his face away from my chest by his hair and brought his lips to meet mine before pushing him down on the bed again, causing him to let out a low moan. I ran my hands over his chest and down his abs as his breathing became uneven, biting my lip as I did so. Oliver didn't just have a beautiful face along with beautiful hair- he had a gorgeous body and I wanted to see more.

I slowly got off of him and took off my jeans while remaining eye contact with him. His eyes scanned over my legs as I saw his pants grow in between his thighs, causing me to smirk in approval. I discarded my thong and threw it on the floor before I loomed over him once again.

I grasped his hands within mine and brought them to rest on the part of the pillow that was right above his head. "Don't move," I murmured as I brought my lips down to barely graze his. He let out a low groan in response as I began kissing down his jawline and down his neck while leaving hickeys wherever I pleased. I made my way down his body and left a few hickeys at his V-line, resulting in him letting out incoherent moans as his eyes screwed shut while gripping the pillow with his hands for dear life. I kissed his member above his jeans before I leaned up and unbuttoned them and then unzipped them, and he pushed his hips up so I could tug them down.

While pulling his jeans and boxer briefs down, his cock sprung free and slapped his stomach as I did so. I gulped as I took in his member with my eyes. And I thought Billy had been big.

I kissed up his body before I loomed my face over his again, remaining eye contact as I reached back and slowly pumped his member.

"Fuck," Oliver moaned as his eyes rolled back. I glanced past his head and noticed that his hands were still where I told him to keep them, causing me to smirk to myself.

I released his member from my grasp and his eyes snapped open to meet mine while he inhaled deep breaths. I stared into his eyes before crashing my lips down onto his.

"Fuck it," Oliver mumbled on my lips before placing his hands at my hips as he gently rocked my clit against the tip of his cock. I moaned into the kiss as I tangled one hand in his hair while the other was placed beside his face as I held myself there.

Oliver flipped us over to where he was now looming over me. He kissed my lips before trailing his kisses lower and lower, nibbling and sucking at my bare skin as he made his way closer and closer to my sweet spot. I gasped as I felt his kisses get dangerously close to being there as I gripped his hair like my life depended on it.

I opened my eyes to see that Oliver was watching me as he kissed his way down my sensitive skin before placing my thighs on his shoulders. I watched as Oliver placed a slow and passionate kiss against my clit before I laid my head back against the pillow while crying out in pleasure.

Oliver continued to make out with my clit before he slipped a finger inside of me, causing me to arch my back as I let go of his hair and gripped the bed sheets until my knuckles turned white.

"Alice," Oliver moaned against my folds as he slipped another finger inside of me, causing me to whimper because of the pleasure I was feeling. "You're fucking soaked, Baby," he murmured.

My eyes rolled back in response to his words as I let out a silent moan, relishing in the feeling of him pleasuring me. My body hadn't been pleasured in a few days, and I hadn't taken the liberty of doing it myself, so what I was feeling now was completely euphoric to me. And Oliver definitely knew what he was doing. Hell, I'd honestly be surprised if he didn't.

"Oliver," I whimpered as I tugged at his hair, desperately wanting his lips to meet mine once again.

In response to my plea, Oliver kissed my clit one last time as he slowly pulled his fingers out of me. I pulled my thighs away from his shoulders as he sat up and sucked on each one of his fingers individually while remaining eye contact with me. I gasped as I watched him while feeling my core pulsing for some type of release because of the sexual torture I had just been put through.

Oliver loomed over my face once again and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He slowly brought his lips down to meet mine and I grinded my entrance against his cock, causing the two of us to gasp in pleasure as I tangled my hands in his hair.

Confidence shot through my being once again, causing me to flip us over to where I was straddling him. My face loomed over his as he gently pushed some of my hair to rest behind my ear while I bit my lip.

"Please don't make me put my hands on the pillow again," Oliver murmured as he gazed up at me. "I want to worship you, Alice."

I crashed my lips onto his and he wrapped his arms around my body as I sunk myself onto him, the two of us moaning rather loudly at the feeling.

"Oliver," I gasped against his lips as I sat still once every inch he had to offer was inside of me. I slowly grinded my hips against his as I let myself adjust to him, and then I sat up to where I was looking down at him.

"Fuck, Alice," Oliver whispered as he trailed his fingers down my hip to my thigh. "You're so fucking beautiful."

I slowly brought my hips up to where only the tip of his cock was inside of me before I slammed myself down, causing me to cry out in pleasure as he gasped at the feeling. Oliver placed his hands at my hips as he helped me fuck him while still giving me complete control. I rode him slowly at first but as I became more confident with myself because of the way he was reacting to me, my pace got faster and faster as I bounced on him.

"Oliver," I moaned as he sat up so his lips met my chest. He sucked on my nipple before I pulled his hair and crashed his lips into mine. My tongue explored his mouth as we kissed while I fucked him with the two of us completely being overcome by pleasure.

"Alice," Oliver groaned against my lips. "Shit," he sighed.

The two of us continued to makeout as I rode him until we both found our points of oblivion. I found my release before he did, and when he found his he had pulled me off of him so he could cum. I had watched as his face contorted into a look of pleasure as his cum covered the top of his abs and dripped down. I had gotten the idea to take my finger and trail it across his abs to coat it with some of his cum; I then brought the finger to my mouth and sucked on it as he watched me, his eyes practically popping out of his skull as he watched me.

And now, here the two of us were, laying in bed after multiple rounds of sex with my face resting on his chest. Oliver's hand played with my hair as the two of us laid there while taking deep breaths.

"We need to do that again," I sighed against his chest.

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OLIVER.

"We need to do that again," Alice sighed against my chest as she trailed her fingers up and down my abs.

I softly chuckled in response as I trailed my fingers down the back of her neck. "Definitely," I whispered as I gazed at the ceiling with a lazy smile.

So, today went according to Austin's plan for me technically.

But it also didn't go according to his plan at all.

teeheeheee
also i realize that the sex scene is bad and it's because a) i just made a smut imagine and kinda flowed all my sexual ideas through that and b) i just got lazy towards the end

SONG I WOULD RECOMMEND LISTENING TO DURING THE SEX SCENE

Oh Lord - In This Moment

"Oh God have mercy on me
Hold me down under holy water
I fear I been laying with the devil"

it just drips sex and pLus...Oliver...equals...possible...devil ???