Oliver blushed darkly as their lips conected. His eyes soon slipped closed as he melted into the kiss. He felt the American's arms snake around his waist as he rubbed circles with his thumbs gently. Oliver's arms moved and wrapped around his neck. He pulled away from the kiss and he looked up at Allen with half lidded eyes.
"W-Wow...'' Allen whisered.
Oliver looked away, unable to look at the American. Allen licked his lips and his eyes glided over the strawberry blond's porciline skin. He smirked and leaned down, taking a long lick at the smooth skin. Oliver gasped and he blushed deeply.
"A-Allen!!" He gasped in surprise, his eyes wide.
Allen hummed and he smirked. "What's wrong Oliver~?" He asked teasingly.
Oliver blushed as he felt the other's hot breath against his neck. He knew that Allen wasn't firmiliar with affection, but hell, he was a fast learner. He suddenly felt Allen's hands move down to where they cupped his thighs and he picked him up, gaining a squeak from the small Brit. Allen walked forward and he fell down onto the bed and he pulled back, smirking down at Oliver.
"You look so hot when you're helpless~" He purred, and swiftly undid his bowtie and tied his hands above his head.
Oliver gasped again. "Allen! What are you doing?!" He asked, though he cried out again as his hair was pulled, causing his head to jerk back as Allen started to attack his neck with wet licks and kisses. Oliver bit his lip as he felt small waves of pleasure coarsing throughout his body.
"N-No~ Allen~" He whined. "We shouldn't be do- AH!!" He was cut off by a cry as the male bit down on his soft spot.
He finally gave in and became a moaning mess. He arched his back as Allen's hands grab at his vest and ligitimently rip it off before he opened his lavender button down shirt. His hands roamed the soft skin and he rubbed his thumbs over the Brit's nipples. Oliver moaned and he leaned into his touch.
'God, he's so fucking hot' Allen though as he felt his pants growing painfully tight.
"A-Ah~ Allen~" Oliver panted. He looked down at the dark, maroon haired male with lidded eyes, his neon blue eyes filled with lust, which was rare for the Brit.
Allen looked up at him and he smirked. He removed his belt, then his hands reached up and removed the bowtie cloth from around Oliver's wrists, and just replaced it with his belt and tied the bowtie cloth around his eyes, sheilding the other's feild of view.
"A-Allen...? What are you doing?" He asked quietly.
Allen simply shushed him. "Don't worry Babe...I want you to feel, not see~" He purred lowly, lining their hips up and he ground hard into him, groaning lowly at the friction of their clothed members.
Oliver gasped and he moaned. He felt the American's gloved hands travel down his torso and he heard the sound of his belt being undone and slipped from his waist. He felt and heard Allen undo the button on his pants, then them being shred from his body.
Allen smirked as he gazed down at the half naked Oliver laying in front of him. He watched as Oliver panted and he moaned slightly.
He leaned down and ghosted his lips over Oliver's ear. "I'm going to make you feel so good~" He purred seductively.
Oliver couldn't help but whine lightly as Allen started to grind against him again as Allen's sharp teeth grazed his skin and bit down every once and a while. The pain that mixed with the pleasure was almost too much for Oliver. Just when he though things couldn't get any better, or worse, Oliver didn't know. Allen had grabbed a cloth and tied it as a gag over his mouth. After that, things got hot quickly. The pale Brit was stripped of his boxers and he heard Allen slide his gloves from his hands and he felt as he thrusted two fingers into him roughly. Oliver let out a muffled scream of pain as Allen moved his fingers in and out of him roughly. The way Oliver was dominated was almost too much for him. He felt as the pain ever so slowly melted away into pleasure and he relaxed, moaning as he moved his fingers roughly. He flinched as Allen ran the tips of his fingers ovef that one spot in him. He moaned loudly and but down on the gag.
"Heh....found it..." Allen muttered and he pressed down on it, living the way Oliver cried out and squirmed under him.
Allen finally removed his fingers and he slid down his own pants, bringing out his large cock and lining himself up. With one swift movement, he filled Oliver completely. The small male cried out, Allen slowly rocking his hips to give him a little time to adjust. After a bit of this, Allen pulled out and slammed back into him, groaning as he held Oliver's hips. Oliver panted and he moaned, gasping for breath when the other finally removed the gag. Allen smirked and went faster, loving the way Oliver moaned. Oliver could barely stand the feeling of pain and pleasure from Allen.
"Allen! It hurts!" Oliver whined and he arched slightly. He whined and shuddered, looking away from Allen's toxic gaze.
Allen growled softly and he grabbed Oliver's jaw, forcing him to look at him. "Fucking look at me..." He growled as he continued to slam roughly into him.
This went on for several minutes before they both finally reached climax. Allen panted harshly and Oliver did the same, still whining softly from the after shock of his finish. He tensed slightly when Allen pulled out and collapsed next to him.
"Why...why did we do that?" Oliver asked softly and he looked over at Allen.
"I don't know, but we are so doing it again one day..." He muttered.
Oliver blushed and he nodded, moving to cuddle into Allen's chest. Allen huffed softly as Oliver cuddled him. He didn't really like all of this cutesy, lovey dovey stuff, but he'd bare it for Oliver. The brunette soon found that Oliver was fast asleep.
'He looks so peaceful...' Allen thought to himself and he relaxed, pulling the covers over the both of them. He sighed and held him close, his eyes soon closing as he fell asleep himself.
