I'd Risk My All (Olegie and Sebryan from NSB)

34. conflicts can't solve conflicts

Second day within the week, and Oliver was immediately regretting his decision to comply to Regie's wishes, with them acting heterosexual. He could see the anger on Ryan's face, he could see the desperation on Darren's face, and every time Regie walked by he could feel the guilt that seemed to have been consuming Regie. 

Oliver was laying in his bed, feeling internally conflicted. He didn't know what to do. On one hand, he knew that again, this is what Regie wanted, he knows his parents better than the rest of them do. Hell, he's lived with them for nearly his entire life.

However, there was the other hand. The hand that was cursing Regie for asking them all to do such a douchey task. He didn't want to hide himself. He liked being an openly bisexual man, and he liked that he and Regie were on good terms with their relationship

But with his parents here, it just felt like they were going backwards, and he hated that.

His thoughts were paused, as he heard his door open, and close, being locked as well.

"Hey Oli." Regie muttered, pressing a kiss to Oliver's cheek, then moving to Oliver's lips, which Oliver jovially took, he felt like that was needed.

But the soft kiss soon turned into a rough, and sloppy make out session, their teeth clashing, and tongues fighting for dominance.

Oliver pushed Regie down, and climbed on top of him resuming their kiss.

Regie's hands slid down to Oliver's legs and ripped off his underwear, as Oliver's taint and hole came into view. Regie started to suck on Oliver taint.

"A...Ah! Reg-Mmmph.." Oliver helplessly moaned as he bit into his pillow trying to reduce the volume in them.

After sucking on Oliver's taint for a few more minutes, he finally moved on to Oliver's hole fully inserting his tongue into Oliver's hole.

"Oh fuck! Ah, Regie.." Regie took the pleasing moans as a sign to continued, so he lifted one of his arms, and grabbed Oliver's dick, lightly twisting his wrist to stimulate Oliver's tip, which was lightly red, itching in anticipation for a release.

"Fuck, fuck, I'm so close.." Oliver mewled, as Regie moved his face from Oliver's hole to his shaft, fully allowing the entire thing to hit the back of your throat, Regie quickly bobbed his head, soon after moving his hands to Oliver's nipples, toying with them.

"I'm gonna cu- cum, oh, oh, ohh." Oliver mewled.

Oliver tried stopping Regie from having cum inside his mouth, but Regie was adamant, as he sucked with passion, until finally, Oliver came inside of Regie's mouth.

Regie pulled off of Oliver's now softening dick, as he licked the remaining cum off of his lips, looking at Oliver with doe eyes and teased, "Mmh salty."

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Darren and Justin were cuddled as Darren was crying. He couldn't remember what he was crying for, but he was crying, and Justin knew that he didn't like that.

"Why are you crying, bub?"

Darren sniffled, "We made Oli feel bad, we didn't even consider his feelings. Makes me feel as if I'm an awful person."

"No, no, no," Justin quickly countered, "He had it coming, he chose to play this fuck ass game, and now we're all giving him the silent treatment, as we should." 

Darren groaned and turned around, "But that's the thing, Justin. We're so stuck up about ourselves we're not thinking of Oli. We feel like shit, imagine how Oli feels. Regie is Oliver's boyfriend, he's asking his own boyfriend to go back into the closet, because he scared of jo's parents." He said feeling himself grow irritated with each word he spoke.

"No. Oliver is also wrong for asking us to do that, Darren. It takes two to tango."

"But one's holding the rose, Justin. If that person drops the rose they fuck it up. In this instance Regie was the one with the rose, and it's slipping from his mouth." Darren said, finally turning the opposite way from Justin.

"Now we're fighting because of something that's not our problem, Darren! Do you not see the problem here?"

"Whatever, let's not talk about it, then." Darren dismissed, and Justin huffed as he pulled the bed sheets over his body, as they both slept without the comfort of each other's warmth.

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The next day, everyone walked in to smell a floral smell that was too strong for their liking.

Regie hurried downstairs as he heard the little bit of commotion downstairs as a strong scent hit his nose, immediately scrunching his face in distaste.

"Ay, what the fuck is that?"

"I don't know, your mom must've sprayed something or used some type of candle." Oliver said coming down in short shorts, and an oversized hoodie. Regie's hoodie. Regie felt some type of dramatic pull in his chest and his head. His heart wanted to be with Oliver right now, coddling and smothering Oliver with affection, and he would be hearing Oliver's laughs, and if they took it too far they'd later turn into moans.

He resented his parents, more so specifically his mom, for implanting the fact that a man loving another man is a sin, an abomination. He wasn't an abomination, he knew he wasn't one, years of therapy helped with that, but there was still that scared 13 year old kid that would eventually leave a bowl of cereal by his tub, and a switchblade laying on the floor, as his own body, quickly becoming devoid of blood laid in the water filled bath tub.

His thoughts were paused as he heard Ryan very loudly ask, "Yo! Earth to fucking Regie, I said moooove! Move!" He said aggression shoving Regie, fed up with Regie taking  a long time to respond.

His mother walked in, eyeing Oliver in a way that seemed scrutinizing, "Why are you wearing my son's jacket?"

Oliver looked around, and his mouth opened and quickly closed, opening again to meekly reply with, "Uhm, M-my clothes are in the washing, and Regie's room was close to mine, so I just grabbed one of his..."

"And why are you sneaking into his room? Is it to steal?"

"No ma'am, I-"

"Because if it is, then you may happily put his things back, before I report you for theft." She said sizing Oliver up, even though she was short, she was intimidating. Very intimidating.

"I- I don't have anything else to-"

"You should've thought of that when you had fewer clothes to wash," She roughly grabbed Oliver's arm and tried to snatch the hoodie off by going directly for the hood, pulling it subsequently making Oliver's eyes go wide and choke.

Soon after, Manager Ty and Regie went after his mom to stop her from basically hurting Oliver, but she wasn't budging, soon afterward, Oliver knew he had to give up the hoodie, so he took it off and revealed his shirt.

But the shirt was a crop top, with the words "I Kissed a Boy, and I liked It."

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A/N: FINALLY FINISHED THE CHAPPPPPP!