Drown (Doomed sequel) - Oli Sykes fanfiction

19. Who will fix me now?

A/N: Sorry It's been a while! Been a busy few months and Mia and Oli just haven't been in my head, but they're here now, so enjoy!

CW: Spicy one! Dom!Mia/Sub!Oli with a bit of roleplay. Also some insecurities and anxieties.

It was late and the party had begun to dwindle. Josh and Lisa had left with James a couple of hours before, telling Oli to enjoy his impromptu week of touring with his wife. Mia and Oli themselves had both had a few drinks throughout the course of the party, lowering their inhibitions and letting their anxieties go.

Mia sat on Oli's lap, his arms slung around her waist lazily as they chatted to the remaining revellers from the afterparty. Andy was still awake, though entirely sober, as was Max. The same couldn't be said for Ronnie who was trying to prove he could walk straight, making the others laugh at him.

Oli sighed deeply, but happily as he tightened his grip around his wife's waist, burying his face into her neck and humming softly in her ear.

"Come on, love," he slurred lowly. "I wanna make the most of having a hotel room paid for us."

Mia couldn't help the blush that crept up her neck, but she playfully elbowed Oli in his chest.

"I hope you're not thinking about taking advantage of me because I'm drunk," she giggled back to him.

"You know you're the one with the advantage here," Oli murmured, his eyes darkening as she shifted in his lap. "This is your turf. I'm just along for the ride."

Mia pulled her lip between her teeth to stop herself from whining involuntarily before taking a deep breath and faking a loud yawn.

"Well, it's been a long day," Mia turned back to Andy and Max at the table as she stretched her arms. "I think we're going to head up now since Oli still has to pack tomorrow morning."

"Sure thing, Mia!" Max grinned back at her. "The buses leave around ten, so no rush. See you both in the morning!"

Mia slid from Oli's lap and turned to pull Oli up to stand too. Max and Andy also stood to hug both of them before the couple made their way out of the bar.

As soon as they were out of sight of the others, Oli couldn't help teasing Mia, whispering hoarsely about his plans for her. Mia just giggled and pretended to push him away, but she knew he was just building the anticipation and she could already feel it in her core. She clamped her legs together tightly and grinned up at Oli as he cornered her in the lift up to their floor, his arms caging her in as he leaned down to nip at her earlobe.

"Do you know how badly I want to fuck you in this lift, Mia?" Oli drawled and slid his hand to rest on his wife's waist.

Mia screwed her eyes closed tightly and tried to focus on her breathing, but Oli was intoxicating. Of course, due to their heightened tolerance of alcohol, neither of them were anywhere near as drunk as they would have been without the immortal curse flowing through their veins, but just the thought of what awaited her once they got to their room set every nerve in her body alight.

After what felt like an eternity, the lift doors finally opened on their floor and Mia took the opportunity to swivel out of Oli's grip, racing out of the lift and towards their room. Oli stalked close behind as she swiped the keycard and almost as fast as it was open, Mia's body was pressing the door closed behind her as Oli pinned her in place, his hands and lips ghosting over every part of her body he could reach.

Mia chastely tossed the keycard to one side, noticing it land next to her case to one side of the door before returning her focus to Oli and pulling his face back up to hers and kissing him deeply. At the same time as they were so desperate for one another, Mia wanted to make the most of their time together, so she slowed the kiss down, eliciting a deep whine from Oli's throat.