Bonded

Chapter Nine

*NSFW

Once Ollie and Harry were inside of the master bedroom, Ollie released Harry's hand, allowing Harry to walk in ahead of him while he locked the door, giving them some privacy.

Harry sat on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed. He could never do anything right for his partners. They always questioned his motives or thinking. Even when he explained himself, they would often believe their own assumptions over his words. It never quite seemed fair to him, like their bond was a big giant farce.

Harry continued to brood as he watched Ollie go into the closet to fetch the laptop that was kept in there and carry it over to the bed. Plugging it into the wall, Ollie then climbed onto the bed behind him and opened the laptop. After a moment Harry heard his favourite show start to play quietly. He felt Ollie's arm wrap around his waist and yank him up onto the bed more. Ollie positioned Harry between his legs while he leaned back against the headboard.

Harry's eyes stared at the computer screen while Ollie quietly massaged his back. As Ollie worked his fingers into Harry's tense muscles Harry could feel himself start to relax. With each push along his spine more and more anger left his body, leaving behind only regret. Regret over what, Harry wasn't completely sure but what he was sure of was that he was tired of all the constant anger and fighting. 

As one episode turned into another Harry turned back to look at Ollie. "We're not just going to sit here and watch the show are we?" he asked.

Ollie froze before lifting his eye brows up at him. "I'm not going to sleep with someone unwilling," he said shaking his head, "but I will snuggle with you till you feel better."

Harry turned his body around so that they could face eachother properly. "I'm not unwilling." He said.

"You sure seemed unwilling. You didn't want to come up here, with me, at all." Ollie told him, rubbing his arm. "It's okay Harry, I don't mind. You don't have to sleep with me just because someone else says so."

"No, that's not true," Harry protested. He already had to deal with two angry partners, he didn't want to be in bad standing with Ollie as well. As much as he hated the fact that his bonded partners had brought a stranger into their home, he was never able to hate Ollie for it. Ollie was just too kind. As angry as he was at Daniel and Isaac for pushing them until they lied about being bonded, he never resented his time alone with Ollie. "I wanted to be with you, Daniel just misunderstood what I was saying." 

"Us sleeping together shouldn't have anything to do with Daniel." Ollie continued to rub Harry's arm, tenderly, as he spoke. "We don't have to just because he said so."

Harry looked away. Truth be told, him and Ollie's relationship was more like one between siblings, despite them being lovers. Harry would never seek Ollie out for sex on his own, but that didn't mean he disliked it when they did. "Ollie, I do want to. I was planning on coming up here with you all along. I just don't like how Daniel acts like I'll be a different person after we do it."

Ollie studied his face, looking for any evidence of him lying. "Okay," he said after a while, "but if you really want to then you need to initiate it." With that Ollie puckered up while pointing to his lips. 

Harry turned so that his entire body was facing Ollie. He licked his own lips while sitting up on his legs. Reaching out he grabbed onto both of Ollie's arms, stabilizing himself as he moved his face closer. Ollie stayed perfectly still, waiting for him to approach. When he was less then an inch away from Ollie's face Harry closed his eyes, and pressed his lips into Ollie's plump, soft, pink ones. He counted to three before pulling away, as he wanted to make sure Ollie couldn't question his sincerity. He wanted to do this, to show Daniel that he was trying.