Northstar Boys one-shots

OliverxJustin

Justin's P.O.V.
"Bro, not now." Oliver put his head on my shoulder, looking into the chat. I glanced at him, and that's when I died in my game, because of Oliver.

"You fucking made me lose." I hissed and Oliver gave me a smirk, looking behind his shoulder.

"Let me play my fucking game Oli." Oliver looked at me, shrugging and he smirked into the camera.

"The next time you curse at me because of a game, I won't touch you for a month." Oliver whispered in my ear, before giving the camera a smile. I looked at him, and he put his hand on my thigh where no camera could see.

"I'm trying to play my fucking game. You know you can go talk to Ryan. The game is starting soon, and it's a new round, so I'm going to need you to leave." Oliver pulled away from me, nodding like he didn't care, but I could see the hurt in his eyes.

"Yeah, 'course." Oliver didn't look back as he walked away. I groaned, texting him if he was okay but he left me on seen.

"No. No. Get out of my room. Don't talk to me." Oliver had a beer in his hand, and he was finishing a thumbnail for a video on his computer.

"You don't even drink." I said, trying to take the beer out of his hand.

"You knew I was playing a game and you know how I get when I'm playing a game." Oliver looked me in the eyes, looking hurt and I looked away from him.

(Kissing and talks of sex, might make a scene later on)

"You told me to leave. You would've let anyone else stay, but you told me to leave. I'm just trying to make sense of this. You'll let other people watch you play, but not me." I grabbed Oliver's chair, pulling it close to me. Oliver didn't look at me in the eyes and he looked at his beer can.

"Other people aren't a distraction. You come in and it's like I can't even think straight. You have a smile on your face, you hug me, maybe touch my back a little, bro, your distracting me in every way possible." Oliver looked at me with hurt in his eyes, and I reached to grab his hand and he held on tightly. Oliver looked into my eyes, hurt leaving his eyes.

"It's worse now that we're fucking dating. You put your hand anywhere near my dick and I could've easily done it when we were just friends, but now I just can't. I'm sorry I was pissed at you earlier, I know it hurt you Oli." Oliver bit his lip and looked away from me. I looked at him, wanting him to meet my eyes.

"You do that shit again and I'll make you hate living here. Don't make me punish you Justin, you'll hate what I have in mind, and with you, I constantly have things on my mind." Oliver said, whispering in my ear before standing up, and putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Then you can't come in when I'm streaming." Oliver tapped my shoulder and sat on his bed, facing me.

"See, that isn't going to happen. You don't get to tell me when I can and can't come in your room. You get pissed at me again, and I'll make you even more pissed at me. You be a good boy, and I'll be good right back." I watched Oliver as he touched my arm.

"There's knocking for a reason. If you don't want me mad at you, you'll stay out of my room until I'm done gaming." I said, pulling away from Oliver.

"I don't need to knock. Maybe Sebastian does, but I'm the leader of the group, I'm the one who finds the houses, and I know you don't mind. In the past you've said you found it hot." I blushed and looked at my fingers. Oliver bit his lip and looked at me with a gentle smile.

"You're beautiful." I gave him an amused smile and Oliver put a finger on my cheek, trailing down. I widened my eyes. Oliver put a finger under my chin and made me look up at him. I looked at him, and it was like the first time all over again. Sure, we were pissed the first time we met, but I knew how hot he was.

"Fucking leave bro." I watched my game, and Oliver leaned down next to my ear. I rolled my eyes and he bit his lip.

"Hey." Oliver gave a smile to everyone on the Livestream and I gave him a mad look for interrupting my gaming.

"I'm going to give you a second chance. Play nice or we'll have some fun in that chair later." Oliver whispered in my ear and I blushed. I looked at him and he stood up, stretching out and I saw his abs.

"Fuck, I lost!" I said, feeling sad that I didn't win but it was all for fun.

"Drop it, low." I gave Oliver a glare for doing a TikTok by me. Oliver was doing this dance that involved him rolling his body.

"Could you fucking leave? I'm trying to win this round." I snapped, looking at how Oliver was using his phone.

"Tonight. Right after this stream. No talking. No whining. No whispering. Only screams will be heard. Okay?" I blushed, looking at Oliver who whispered in my ear. Oliver patted my cheek before walking out of the room. The stream went on for two hours, before Oliver came back into the room.

"Hey guys, I have to end the steam but I'll do another stream tomorrow." Oliver put his hand on my back, pushing me towards the bed.

"Your new way of getting on top of me isn't working." Oliver bit his lip and took off his shirt, looking at me.

"Oh baby, I'm not the one getting on top today." I looked at him confused. I was never on top, he never let me be on top.

"You're riding me. Up and down, until I get tired." I blushed, looking at Oliver who bit his lip.

"I thought this was supposed to be a punishment." I said with a smirk. Oliver smiled at me and kissed me on the lips.

"You're not cumming. That's the punishment. That's why I said no whining, I know how much you love making noises." Oliver was waiting for me to say okay, he's really into consent which I love.

"I'll tell Ryan to not come inside." Oliver gave me a smile, taking my hand and kissing me.