Chapter Five: Tongue Tied

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"You know, I feel very blessed that we've come so far!" Luke looked at the group in front of him. The band, and Oli raised their glasses to praise victory. "Here's to getting an American tour!" Calum shouted before they all chugged.

Michael slid his hand up Oli's thigh under the table, causing Oli's breath to hitch. The text burned in his mind, these were his finale hours with Michael. He needed them to be ones he'd remember, he had been making a bucket list in his head. And his top wish was already seeming to be in action.

"I'm pretty tired!" Oli shot Michael a coy look, then Michael said "I'll walk you back to the hotel.." Michael paid for him and Oli, the two grabbing their jackets and walked out.

"I can't believe it's been 2 and a half weeks since we met.. It doesn't feel like it." Michael mumbled. "Are we taking things too fast?" Looking at Oli, the two at a stop light. "No.. Not at all, I really like you, and I feel safe with you!" Oli smiled shyly. Michael looked away as he blushed, a snowflake falling onto his nose. "I wanted to ask, because it's been two and half weeks.. Usually it takes months!" Michael started to say, Oli interupted "I told you, you're my escape, my blanket, my warm arms. Before you, I had nobody! I wanted something before it was gone, before you returned to Australia! But now you're here for a bit longer!"

But I'm Not.

They reached the hotel just as it started to really snow. Quickly, they got to their room. "I know that you aren't tired." Michael said softly as he opened the door. It was almost midnight, people would be sleeping. Oli tossed his jacket off, starting to take off his sweater. "Michael, I want you.." He walked over, leaning up and whispering "And you want me." He lightly pressed his lips to Michael's neck, instantly feeling goosebumps rise on Michael's skin.

Michael whimpered "I know where this is going, Oli-" He gasped when Oli jumped onto his hips. The two crashing into the bed, a flurry of clothes and moans. Michael rolled them over so he was on top. "Let me take this one... I know what i'm doing.." Causing pain to set into Oli's heart. Michael had done it before, Oli was not his first.

"I've never been with a boy before.. Don't worry, your face looked upset!" Michael smiled as he removed his shirt. "Tell me if i'm breaking bones, I-I.. I know i'm not light like you" His eyes looked at anywhere but Oli. Suddenly cold hands were placed on Michael's love handles. "I think your body is wonderful, I wish I didn't weigh as much as a sack of paper. It really shows how weak I am.." Oli smiled with his teeth, causing Michael to blush. "You're amazing, Oliver.." The two locking in a sweet and passionate kiss.

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Michael felt his body convulse as he released his orgasm, Oli caught the ejaculated juices. Michael panted hard, trying to recover from the passionate, love filled, and amazing hours they had just shared.

Wiping his mouth, Oli looked at his lover. "I will never forget this Michael.." The words stinging his heart. He truly wouldn't forget the past few hours that had been filled with passionate love making. His heart broke as he looked at the sleepy boy.

Oli grabbed Michael's boxers and slipped them on, with his smokes he stepped outside into the snow covered balcony. He looked over the city that he called home. Soon it would be just a memory that he would think of when home sick. The quite streets that he only knew, barely going out during the day. He looked at the black river that seemed to stretch on for miles and miles. Remembering when it was calm enough to swim in, during the summer it slowed down. He thought of the bridge, his getaway place for years. He thought about meeting Michael. The moment he thought 'Holy shit, he's absolutely stunning..' And fell for the snow haired boy who offered him shelter for his broken heart. He seemed to be the only person human enough to even care about the poor lost boy who was trying to find a home. Now, all of that was completely gone. He was going to be arrested and sent back to Brazil. Where he would rot in misery without the one person who cared.

He really would miss Michael, he would miss everything about that boy. His smile when he acted shy, or his smirk when he tried to hide his feelings. His absolutely sexy accent, that drove Oli wild to the point of erection. The way he smelled, the way he tasted. He loved how warm and comforting Michael's body was. But how assertive in the bedroom he is, he made Oli feel so good. Everything about Michael either drove him crazy, or turned him on, or both.

He finished smoking, completely lost in thought, not even realizing that he was shivering his ass off. He put out his cigarette, walking back inside to see Michael in sweatpants. He climbed into the bed, Michael instantly pulled him close. "You're so cold.. baby, you shouldn't have been outside for that long." Kissing his neck gently.

Oli groaned and smiled "Just sleep.." Kissing his head gently. Michael yawned and whispered "You were amazing..." Slowly drifting to sleep. Oli brushed the hair out of his face and planted a soft kiss on the forehead.

"Goodnight Michael... I will miss you" Oli whispered before going to sleep.

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So I did not want to write complete smut. If you guys want it, comment about it. I didn't want to make people uncomfortable with it, so I went with the tail end. I also wanted to post this because I will be busy ALL week. :-) I will try to post a chapter, but it's going to be hard.

Next chapter is where it all goes down.

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