I drew abs a while ago. It was funðŸ¤
Any way back to TOUGH LOVE.
previously….on TOUGH LOVE.
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Damon was about to intervean til…..
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I smacked Ivan’s hand off my arm.
Oliver:” I said it’s non of your fucking business…..”
He looks at me blankly.
Even Damon looked stunned.
I gestured Damon to the door.
He opens it and we both walk out.
Leaving Ivan and the others.
Ron was out the car holding the door open for me and Damon.
Damon” are you alright Oliver?”
I nod.
Ron closes the door and heads to the front of the car then we drive off…
Now******
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Damon looks at me with softness eyes.
Damon:” apologizes …..about him. He gets out of his own league…….”
His voice deep and apologetic..
Oliver:” he was drunk…….made himself into a complete asshole….”
I furrowed my brows.
Oliver”I deal with enough of that already….”
…
Damon:” ….so….I assume that’s one of many reasons… why you don’t want me to see your father.”
I looked at him confused.
Damon:” I am not sure who else you’d know that you would have to deal with……..”drunk assholes” if that’s how you put it.”
…..
Shit……..
I practically told him….
I looked away…
Damon:” I can deal with a drunken fathers Oliver……”
I slightly shook my head. My eyes still out the window.
Oliver:” ….not this drunken father….”..
..
Damon:” that night…..in the beach. When I had asked you what had happen to your face. You said you fell. But I eventually found out someone had hit you…….was it your father?…”
I kept my eyes out the window.
My palm over my mouth.
I slightly nodded yes.
Oliver:” but I don’t want you to do anything……”
His eyes seemed angry.
So brows furrowed.
Damon:” how come?.”
Oliver:” I just don’t want you too…….”
He nods.
I don’t want you to get hurt…..
My dad’s dangerous……….and he will kill Damon. In every shot he can take.
…
Literally……
…
Some time later***
We’ve arrived at my house.
Shit…….
Fuck he’s here……………
Okay…..
Damon:” your father’s here Oliver………will you be okay?…”
I looked over at him.
And smiled.
Oliver:” yes. I will. Thank you damon……..for……..an….amazing ……
Night…….”
He looked concern.
But…
…
My mind goes back to us. In that room.
Him marking me everywhere…….
That we almost…had done…”it”
….
I got out of the car.
And waved Ron bye.
And they drove off.
…
Okay……
…
My stomach feel nauseous…….
I feel like throwing up.
My heart pounds in my ears.
My breath heavy….
Maybe he’s sleepy drunk like last time.
Maybe he had forgotten….
I stepped up to the door and opened it.
It was dark.
The only thing laminating the living room is the TV.
Again the burning smell of weed and alcohol.
But.
I don’t see him or Scarlett anywhere.
Okay…
Maybe they are in dads room.
I walked in covering my mouth and nose with my shirt.
And closed the door.
Shit I’m gunna have to open the windows again.
Then….
….
…
…
I felt a strong grip on the sides of my shoulders pulled me back.
Then my back hit against something hard. A wall.
Rick:” think I’m a fucken joke to you boy!?”
Shit!
He throws a punch that missed me…
but hit a hole the wall beside my head.
Next thing I knew I felt a hard grip around my neck.
Squeezing every second.
Rick:” where the fuck were you!?!?!
Oliver:” ACK! …D..-….D…a..d……!”
Me trying to speak but gasping for breath.
My teeth clenched.
Fuck!!! It’s getting hard to breath!
…..
I gripped my hands on his arm, trying to push him away.
Rick:” fucking think you can just go out after I fucking told you not too!?!?! What were you doing???!!!! Huh!!?”
shit…..
My heart beat becomes louder.
I can hear it slowing down.
Beat by beat by beat.
My face feels hot…suffocated……
Fuck…..he’s going to kill me…….
Everything turns muffled….
I can feel myself losing grip.
It’s turning even more dark…….
I….ca-can’t……….
Then
……
With vision I had left.
I could see myself falling to my knees.
I cough and gasping for air.
I stayed on my knees.
Taking breaths that I couldn’t get.
My head started to pound as I gasped for air.
I finally looked up at my dad.
His face was in disbelief.
Then he grabs handfuls of my hair by the front and slams it back into the wall.
Then one of his fingers pulls down my turtleneck..
Rick:” well….will you look at that.”
He looks at me while I’m still catching my breath.
Rick:” hehe HaHaHahah you got yourself done in by women?! HA”
W-w-hat…..?…..
Rick:” you gotta these lipstick hickies done by a women!?! The lips seem a bit big, but that’s what you gotta love about them women.. heheeee…..”
R-right…..the hickies…… I kept them on……….fuck I feel dizzy.
I tried to keep my head up.
Rick:” yeah…..I know how you feel. It’ll go away in the morning boy.”
My eyes feel heavy.
He throws my head back to the wall hard.
My vision goes black once more.
I could see a blurry vision of my dad walking away.
And his muffled talking….
Rick:” heyyyyyyy……Scarlettttt…..wannt………….bee…..r.r.r………”
Then everything went dark….and silent……
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Damon’s pov…..
We’ve arrived at my house.
Where my mother and father were just saying their farewells to Mr. Dalon and Mr. And Mrs. Mayer.
Mr.Dalon:” im afraid to cut this short, but I do have important meetings to attend to. But I thank you for your hostess.”
Mrs.mayer:” yes we do to give our thanks. The dinner was splendid. And that hillings boy. He seems interesting.”
Mrs.Hellings:” yes well. I look forward to see him in the office doing well. What a wonderful boy he is……don’t you think Damon?”
She says as she had noticed me stopping to listen in the conversation.
Damon:” I believe he’ll do well.”
I continued to walk.
As I make my way to the stairs. I was stopped by Ron.
…..I……do need to take care of this…….it’s not going away.
Ron:” master Damon, would you like me to prepare any beverages?”
Damon:” no thank you Ron. I’ll be in my room. I shall not be disturb..”
Ron:” as you wish….Master Damon. “
I walked up to my room.
Took off my tie. And sat down on the couch.
It’s not going away.
I slit my hair back.
Oliver…..
I unzipped my dress pants.
Til my bulge was completely out.
Damon:” fuck………”
My mind thinks of nothing but Oliver.
The 7 minutes that we had shared tonight…..was….desirable….
I had wrapped my hand around my aroused member.
Started to move motions up and down ….as I thought of that 7 minutes….
His lips……..
His eyes…..
His body……..
His messy moans.
….
I moved faster.
Thinking as he grips the sheets in a pleasure full way.
Spreading his legs.
Making my mark all over his body…
Feeling all over his smooth lean body.
His lustful reactions to every touch I give him.
God I want more of him.
…..
Oliver:” Damon~”
Fuck…..
I released all over my hand.
Dammit……
……
Oliver……
…
Oliver’s pov….
The next morning*****
I had woken up in pain in my back.
Most likely from sleeping on the dame floor.
I woke up in my living room. Remembering what had happened last night.
Right.
Dad had almost choked me to fucking death.
Shit.
Now he thinks I fucked with a women.
Might be better that way….
I got up
And saw dad passed out on the couch.
Another beer bottle in his hand.
If old age won’t kill him any time soon. Alcohol will.
I head to the bathroom.
Shit….I just remembered I have fucking school…….. I rubbed my eyes….
I checked the time.
It’s 10:23 …..no point of fucken going.
I pulled down my turtleneck and found bruise around my neck.
Like a ring of bruises from his fucking hand.
Fuck….
My eyes seem a little bloodshot…..
Fuck this bastard……
I pulled it down my turtleneck even more.
Then a flash moment of a memory came back with damon.
I remember what we did…..
My face goes red.
I took off my shirt.
And there in the mirror revealing the rest of lipstick smears and lots of hickies.
Shit….~….
The butterflies comes back.
Man…….
I …… want more of him……
The way he moves……
The way he……looks…at me……
The he touches me.
It’s rough but soft….
His big muscular body……
Deep lustful voice…..
….
..
I…….
I looked down…
Shit…..
I’m hard….
My face flushes……
Fuuuuuuck………
I ran my hands through my face……
Ughhhhhhh……
I shouldn’t have these feelings.. but fuck I do…I…
Mmm
Okay….
I closed the bathroom door.
Damon said he doesn’t regret it.
He even had a smirk on his face.
Even after last night. And all he’s done for me.
I still question if he’s really into me. Or is it just a fling to him?
Memory of last night***
Damon:” im…afraid……that once I start…..I won’t be able to stop….I don’t want to hurt you…”
Oliver:” you could never hurt me…”
Memory over***
Dammit…..
I undid my pants.
My member went right out. Already dripping from precum.
I steadied my breathing.
Then I started to my hand up and down my member.
Oliver:” f-…fu…..Aaaa~~”
I thought about Damon.
The way he kisses my inner thighs.
Hearing his breaths from him practically feasting on my neck.
Leaving his marks all over me.
As he kisses me more, the way his hands explore my body.
Sending shivers down my spine.
More….
I need more.
His eyes are dark and lustful.
Making me believe he wants nothing more then just me.
I started to move faster.
Oliver:” MmM Aamm~ D-..Damon~~~”
I can only just imagine how he could fuck me roughly….but still give me such soft kisses…
How he could pin me down and instead of asking me to change positions, he’ll just toss me around to his liking.
How he could last such a long time. Til he’s satisfied….
Like a starving beast. Finally eating.
…
..
I happen to release all over my hand.
Oliver:” oh… fuck….”
…
Dammit….I want him so bad.
…
I cleaned myself up…
Along with the lipstick smears from last night.
But you could see the hickies as clear as day.
I can’t catch feelings but my mind, and body can’t fucking help it…..
Dressed up into different clothing.
My pajamas.
I’m just going to sleep in today considering I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.
Well I was about to…til
Ding dong***
I went to the living room to make sure dad didn’t get woken up.
He just crumbled a bit and moved a bit in his sleep.
Whew…okay..
Who’s at the dame door?
Could it be Scarlett?….
Ugh……
I check the peek hole..
It’s
Damon.
Shit…
What’s he doing here??
Shouldn’t he be in school??
Fuck!
I waited a bit. Thinking on whether I should open the door or not….
I don’t want dad to know about Damon.
Even tho Damon was trying to see my dad.
But I also don’t want him waking up from the Dame bellll…….
I took a quiet sigh….
I opened the door and Damon backed up.
Then I closed the door quietly.
Then I quickly looked at damon.
I almost hesitate to say anything.
Me noticing he’s wear a casual fit today.
His black Hair slit back
His perfect…jaw line….
A black Long sleeve shirt.
It’s tight so it’s showing off his big muscular body.
Silver chains rests around his neck.
He’s wearing three, designed rings.
Brings out his…big…vainy hands…
With some kind of black folder in those hands.
He’s wearing Grey jeans.
Again showing his thunder thighs.
With black sneakers.
I flushed at his sight…
I blinked to not get hypnotized by him.
Oliver:” what are you doing here?”
I yelled but in wisper.
Damon:” lovely to see you too.”
He smirks.
I cross my arms as if I’m a bit cold.
Oliver:” yes hi. Sorry. But you can’t be here. If my dad finds out your here, he’ll-“
I took a glance back behind me.
Damon:” he’ll what?”
I turned to him.
Me and him locked eyes.
I shook my head a bit.
Oliver:” nevermind….what are you doing here?.”
Damon:” well…I wanted to make sure your okay. If your fathe-“
He stops.
He raises his hand towards me.
And lifts my chin up.
He’s looking at my neck..
I guess I didn’t think about hiding the bruises before I came out here.
Damon:” this was him?”
I grabbed his hand and moved it down.
Oliver:” it’s nothing Damon, I’m fine.”
Damon:” Did he hurt you? What did he do??”
He voice now stern and deep.
Oliver:” n-no Damon it’s fine, I’m okay, just please…..don’t worry….”
I put a gentle smile.
Damon looks concern but let’s it go.
Damon:” very well….”
He holds up the black folder. And hands it too me.
I open it.
Oliver:” what’s this?”
Damon:” your school work. I had gone to your classes, collected the work…so you are not behind. I had left school early just to do so.”
Oliver:” Thank you Damon. You didn’t need to do that.”
I smiled.
Damon:” well I had already done so.
..tho…….I have a question for you.”
Oliver:” mm?”
Damon:” may I have your phone number?. Just so we can stay in contact. “
Oh shit right!
Dame you’d think we exchanged numbers by now..
Oliver:” oh right! Yeah,”
He gives me his phone.
I type in my phone number and hand his phone back.
Damon:” now, I shall warn you the next time I will be coming. “
Oliver:” yeahhh….just a little heads up would be nice.”
I chuckled.
He chuckles as well.
Damon then looks at me and up and down.
Damon:” you look quite comfy.”
He smiles.
I looked down.
Oliver:” oh shit! I forgot I was in my pajamas! “
Ugh! Totally embarrassing!
Im over here In fucking flannel pants with a black sweatshirt.
Damon laughs deeply.
The butterflies in my stomach comes back again.
I could feel my face go red.
Then my head go immediately back to what happen last night between me and him.
Shit not now!
My lower abdominal is teasing me.
Fuck I am not getting hard again from this……
Shit! I have to go!
…..
..
Damon smirks.
And takes a Glaces me down.
Why is he smirking!?
Damon:” are you feeling alright oliver?”
Oliver:” no! I mean yes! I am very good….tho…..Actually I think I am just tired. So I think I’ll sleep for a bit.”
I chuckle nervously.
He steps closer to me.
Again my heart starts beating faster as he came closer.
He came closer and closer til he was right front of me, looking down at me.
O-okay…..
I’m here steadying my breaths.
Damon:” oliver…”
We lock eyes.
Oliver:” yeah?”
I catch him taking quick glimpse to my lips then back to my eyes.
Fuck…..
I want to….
Inches away from our lips connecting ……..
…..
..
We can’t……….my dad….
I stepped back with a soft chuckle.
Oliver:” I should get inside….thank you again for the work. Um I’ll try to go to the office tomorrow. For work.”
He nods. Then backs away.
Damon:” I’ll have Ron come to pick you up. Since it’s long ways to the company.”
Oliver:” alright. That works”
Damon:” you start work at 12 pm. Ending at 10 pm. You will be paid extra, since you are my assistant in office.”
That’s good. Save up…then eventually get the fuck outta here.
I nod in agreement.
Damon:” maybe perhaps afterwards, you’d like to join me in dinner?”
I smile.
Oliver:” yeah I’d like that.”
Damon:” unless you’ve got a Curfew?”
Tomorrow is Saturday.
My dad’s drinking most of tomorrow.
Oliver:” I should be okay for tomorrow. “
He smiles.
My face flusters.
Damon:” alright. You will be okay though?”
Oliver:” yes I will. Thank you.”
I backed up and opened my door slowly. Again not trying to wake up dad.
I went in and started to close the door.
Damon gave me a little wave before I closed it all the way.
I turned around and put my back against the door and smiled….
He’s amazing…..
Moments later I hear his car drive off.
I held the black folder in my hand.
I’ll just do the work later. I am pretty tired.
I sneaked passed my dad who was still passed out on the couch.
Went to my room.
I set the black folder next to my bed on the nightstand.
……..
Dammit……..
I’m hard again…..
.
.
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Damon’s pov
Some time has passed since I had visited Oliver’s home.
I am at Hellings corp.
Sitting in the very top of the building.
In my once mothers hiar office room.
Again, he’s very secretive about his father. He does not want me to interfere with what ever conflict is between those two.
Although I am worried.
Everytime I see him, he has a new wound on him.
Either of it’s a cut or a bruise.
Mmm…
I ran my hand down from my cheeks to my chin.
Then knock was at the door.
Damon:” come in”
..
The door opened.
It was Ivan.
Mm why is this he here..?
Damon:” Ivan..”
I say as I was reading over some papers on my desk.
Ivan:” Damon”
Damon:” what are you doing here.?”.
He sit on the couch and crosses his legs.
He fixes up his snake design jacket.
Ivan:” awesome to see you too Damon….hey, where is oliver?. Thought he was going to work today.”
He says stretching his arms back.
Damon:” no. He doesn’t. “
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There was a silent moment.
Ivan:” ah, when dose he start?”
I rolled my eyes.
Damon:” Are you here to ask questions or work? “
Ivan:” im working!”
Damon:” that’d be a first…”
Ivan:” it’s just I wanted to pay Oliver a visit, that’s all.”
Damon:” you were an asshole.”
Ivan:” I was drunk”
Damon:” no you weren’t.”
Ivan got up and walked towards my desk.
And set his hands on my desk.
Ivan:” yes. I was.”
I raised an eyebrow.
Damon:” that alcohol you used for the game last night. Everyone else got just as much as shots as you. And they weren’t even close to being drunk. No matter how strong it may have seemed.”
He chuckles.
Ivan:” light drinker?”
Damon:” I had asked your butler. He told me what alcohol you used. And it’s strong in taste. But not enough to affect the person itself.”
Ivan then frowns.
Ivan:” you just really like to get on my nerves huh? Going on to interrogate my butler like that. So what if it wasn’t a strong alcohol. So what of I wasn’t even drunk. People still had fun~”
Bastard.
Damon:” oliver didn’t need you to on his ass about his personal llife. It wasn’t your business to mind in. That’s why it was satisfying to see him tell you off.”
Ivan furrows his brows.
Damon:” pretending to be drunk, then makes everything worst by doing so……. Not very wise now are we?”
He slams his fists on the desk.
I smirk.
Ivan:” shut it! I don’t need rich punk ass boy like to telling me shit! It doesn’t mean shit that your in this goddame chair!!!Your the idiot one here! And I will be your downfall!”
Damon:”You really think so? I don’t think any Niave person would be my downfall, when they get fooled by words.
Ivan crosses his arms.
Ivan:” what the fuck are you talking about ?”
I sat down and continued to read the papers.
Damon:” I never asked your butler what alcohol you used. Nor wasn’t sure if you were really drunk or not.
But i had my suspensions. So I decided to put it to the test. So you told me yourself, that you faked being drunk, and harassed Oliver. “
Ivan:” now hold on, I didn’t harass him. I just-“
Damon:” go on….”
Ivan:” I just, we were having fun.”
Damon:” never knew to had any kind of humor. Oliver wasn’t having any fun…..You said personal things that you shouldn’t have said to him. You don’t know what is going on with Oliver. “
Ivan:” and you do? Tell me this Damon. Has Oliver told YOU anything about his personal shit? About what’s he is feeling? About what’s really going on? …..”
No….he….hasn’t. That because he isn’t ready to tell anyone.
Ivan:” it what I thought…….”
He turns around and walks to the door.
Damon:” ivan”
He turns to look at me.
Damon:” stay away from Oliver. He doesn’t need another burden in his life.”
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My voice stern and deep.
He just smirks and leaves the room.
Mmmm
To be continued…..
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