the Secret Life of Damien Carmichael

21. Whispered Doubts (part II)

Damien sighed happily, shutting his bedroom door behind him all but tearing off his tux jacket and his bowtie. He still couldn't quite get over the events of that night, it had all been so... unbelievable in the best possible way. Oliver pulled off his own jacket, tossing it onto the sofa in front of the bed before climbing onto it, slowly untying his tie as he lay on Damien's bed. Damien swallowed watching in rapt fascination. Oliver grinned, patting the other side of the bed.

Damien blushed and crossed the bedroom and climbed into bed beside Oliver.

Oliver smirked, leaning back with one arm tucked behind his head, and the other one open for Damien to crawl into. Damien couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement pass through him as he scooted across the bed, resting his head on Oliver's chest. His arm wrapped around Damien's shoulders, Damien yawned, letting his eyes drift closed. They had been sharing a bed together for the better part of the last three weeks, but Damien was certain he'd never tire of the quiet intimacies they shared. The last thing he felt before he drifted off to sleep, was Oliver leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead, and pull the duvet up around the both of them.

Bright sunlight filtered in through the curtains, in sharp rays. Damien yawned, curling deeper into Oliver's chest beneath his head, he was still far too tired to start the day anew, he'd been having the most marvelous dream about the two of them dancing all across the ballroom in front of everyone, and the thunderous applause that followed. 

For his part, Oliver squeezed Damien tighter to him in his sleep, it was all Damien could do not to giggle. Everything just felt so right, he thought. So perfectly and utterly right. He had never before allowed himself the hope to imagine that it could be possible, that he could actually have a boyfriend, that he could be out to his family, that it could be so easy, and perfect, and the impossible hope of all impossible hopes, that Tyler might finally be out of his life for good. Damien's eyes burst open, he had almost forgotten about the fight he had started. He had only caught the tail end of what Tyler had said to Oliver, but he heard enough. Oliver hadn't really wanted to talk about it and frankly, Damien couldn't blame him. Still, he wanted to know about Oliver's life, his past, his family, everything he could. 

Damien blinked, sitting up, and found himself staring down at Oliver's face, he looked so peaceful and happy in his sleep. Grinning like an idiot, Damien leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

"You missed," Oliver said, his voice gravelly from sleep.

"Oh yeah?" Damien asked.

Oliver nodded, and Damien couldn't help but smile as he pressed his lips softly to Oliver's. Oliver grinned against his lips, bodily pulling Damien on top of him, and wrapping his arms around Damien's lower back. Damien gasped as Oliver deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into Damien's mouth. Before he could make another sound, Oliver flipped them over so that he was on top, sliding his hands into Damien's above his head. Damien's eyes widened as he stared up at Oliver wondering what he planned to do next.

Oliver grinned, leaning down and sucked on that sweet spot just beneath Damien's ear. Damien shuddered, arching his back as Oliver teased him. "You're so beautiful all sprawled out beneath me," Oliver whispered into his ear. It was all Damien could do not to let out a long, low moan at that. He was ready, he thought. Ready to give Oliver whatever it was he wanted, he wanted it, no, needed him desperately. His mind was all but screaming, TAKE ME. TAKE ME NOW!

To Damien's dismay, however, there was a knock on his door just then, it was all he could do not to scream. "Every bloody time," Damien hissed. "Do my parents know they're cockblocking me or is this just a horrible coincidence?"

Oliver merely chuckled and pressed one last kiss to Damien's lips, "We have plenty of time my love." He crawled off of Damien then, as Damien sat up with a groan, and attempted to fix his hair.