Previously on TOUGH LOVE…..
Doctor:” ITS OKAY WE GOT HIM BACK!”
Damon:” I want to keep you safe and protected… but you keep getting hurt..”
Oliver:” I’m not going anywhere…”
Oliver:” there was something that one of dicks goons said.
“We shouldn’t do anything til-“
Damon:” It could be what we are looking for…”
Oliver:” Could be..”..
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Now****
Oliver’s pov
Some days later…***
I walked up the stairs to Damon’s room.
I nervously chewed on the string of my black hoodie.
I’m still trying to wrap my head around this whole situation. Damon is in the mafia, someone is after me and that..I died.
Which made me think. If that wasn’t a dream, then was that actually my mother telling me to wake up?
The thought of it sent Chills.
I opened the door and saw Damon on his couch looking at something on his laptop.
Damon:” Your father is persistent.”
He slightly fixing his grey tie. He always looks so hot in a suit….
Oliver:”keeps texting and calling, huh?”
Damon had my phone taken away for cleaning. To be hacked free, I think.
He placed down my phone on the table beside his laptop.
Damon:” it’s clean now.”
Dad is only calling because of his drunken state.
Rhea and Alex questioned why Damon and I haven’t been in school.
Of course, we lied and just said it was because of work.
I hate lying to them, but it’s for the best….
Oliver:” Thank you. Did you happen to find dick or any of his goons to see if they know anything?”
Damon:” No. I’ve had agents surveilling their homes for the past few days. Although there are no sight
Of anyone….”
He gestures at his laptop.
I took a peek and saw dicks photo up and some of his personal info.
Oliver:” No one? What about the parents?”
Damon:” we are trying to keep a low profile, though I don’t think the parents would know anything. Since we couldn’t find anyone, I’ve told my men to back off for a while.”
Maybe the parents do.
Oliver:” What if I ask the parents if they know where they went?”
Damon:” No.”
Oliver:” I don’t look suspicious. I’m dicks age, I can ask with no problem. “
Damon:” No. Out of the question. “
Oliver:” Why can’t I? No offense, Damon, but you’d look Hella suspicious. If this can help, then..-“
Damon:” No!”
I stopped.
He sighs.
Damon:”……….if there’s any chance that they know anything, yes, I want answers. But I am NOT. Putting you in danger again.”
Oliver:” Damon, I will be okay…. You don’t need to worry.”
I walked towards the couch and sat right night to him. He places his hand on my leg.
Damon:” Since the day I met you, oliver, there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t worry about you, Oliver.”
Since the day he met me? That day, in the hallway. When he helped me with dick and his goons.
Damon:” How is your work coming along?”
I furrowed my brows, annoyed he’s changed the subject.
I was supposed to do the work that rhea had sent from school. But that’s wasn’t important right now.
Oliver:” it’s going fine. It’s just not the main thing on my mind….”
Damon looks at me with concern.
Damon:”..I was afraid to lose you. When you..died…I didn’t know what to think. Besides on how much I wanted you back…. I let you -“
Oliver:” Stop. You can’t prevent what you didn’t know. I didn’t know Marco was going to use a syringe on me, and neither did you. But look. I’m alive… because of you.” I placed my hand on his.
He looks at me with calmness.
Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to place me on top of his lap. My face goes hot.
Damon:”I won’t ever let you get hurt again..”
My head remembered what Marco said…..
Marco:” d-did…..did you have sex with a murder?”
Then the gunshots..
I slightly shook my head.
Damon noticed this.
Damon:” somthing else is bothering you…”
He slides his hands up my thighs.
Oliver:” No. Nothing is bothering me,……besides the fact that you’re being stubborn on not letting me go.”
He chuckles.
Damon:” Oh, I’M the one being stubborn? That can’t be right..”
I nod.
Oliver:” Oh 100%. What? Can’t face the truth? Huh?”
I chuckled jokingly.
  Then Damon’s lips touch mine.
His kiss is practically putting me in a trace.
I don’t want to stop.
Then his hand slid up my hoodie.
Exploring my waist to my chest.
His kiss moves to my neck as his hands still explore my body.
Slight moans came from my mouth.
Oliver:”..fffuckk~..”
I say breathlessly, in almost a whisper. I feel Damon’s hand at my jeans. Undoing the zipper as he continues to kiss and bites my neck.
Damon’s hand glides at my bulge.My body flinched.
RINNG* RINNG* RINNG*
Seriously!?
Damon:” shit…now??”
He leans a bit and grabs his phone.
I go to get off. He just pulls me back.
Damon:” Don’t move.”
He answers his phone.
Damon:” Ah, mother….what?…..that’s too soon.”
He seem to not agree with whatever his mom said.
I wonder what it is?
Damon:” Alright, fine. But I’m am not going to stop searching.”
I turned my head a bit in confusion.
He hangs up.
Damon:” She was insisting on still having the masquerade party here at our manor next week. I’ve told her that it was too soon from all the incident. but she doesn’t want anyone to get concerned or ask questions on why we rescheduled our every year party. So out of both of us. She’s the more stubborn.”
I smiled.
Oliver:”Hold on. A masquerade party? Like with masks and shit?”
Damon chuckles.
Damon:” it’s a lot more than masks and shit but yes. And you’ll be going with me. As my date. “
My smile sorta disappeared.
Oliver:” You sure they going to-“
Damon covers my mouth with his hand.
Damon:”None of that. You shouldn’t care what they say about us.”
I moved his hand.
Oliver:” it’s not just about us, it’s also about your reputation. Your family’s name. You seemed pissed off when your mom was setting you up with random families of wealth. Which I’m sure it is half the dame party. Aren’t they going to question if we are together or not?”
Damon:” we are together.”
Oliver:” Yeah, but you know what I mean.”
He pulls me in and kisses me.
Damon:” I care about you, oliver. I care that you are happy. What I don’t care about is what a bunch of bastards at a masked party think about a love life that isn’t their own. You don’t need to mind them.”
I slightly chuckled.
Then I leaned back and closed Damon’s laptop.
Oliver:” I guess we both need to clear our minds.”
He smirks as we kiss.
In a quick motion, Damon pins me flat on the couch.
He continues to let his hands show affection to my body.
Every movement is smooth.
I eventually got impatient and tugged on his tie.
He knew what that meant. He pulled his tie off and started to unbutton his shirt, then threw it aside.
Damon lifts up my shirt and kisses my stomach, then to my chest.
Oliver:” damon~ Aah!”
He bites hard on my nipple.
The pinch is just enough to drive me crazy.
He picked me up to where my legs wrapped around him.
Then he walks to the bed.
He sets me down.
Damon:” strip..”
I listened, but teased. I took off my hoodie slowly and tossed it.
I slowly slid my pants down, giving him a slight smirk.
Damon:” Keep it up, you’re going to regret it.”
I chuckled and slowly pulled at my boxers.
He watches me with those dark eyes.
But I walked backward to the bed instead of taking them off.
Damon:” Alright…if that’s what you choose. Tonight, we are going to try something different…”
He walks to his dresser and takes out two ties. One is black, and one is grey.
I kept my smirk. Knowing what he’s doing.
Damon:” You do know what BD is, mhm?”
My heart beats fast.
I nod.
Bondage and discipline. Though I’ve never tried BD.
It still excites me.
I’ve never suspected Damon would be into this kind of thing.
Oliver:”I’ve never tried it before. But I want to..”
Damon places the ties on the bed.
Damon:” First things first. You need to tell me if it’s too much. You can use red, for stop, yellow for slow down, or it’s too much. And green means your ready. You’ve got a rule to follow. You listen to me.”
I go red.
Oliver:” That seems simple. You never struck me to be into this kind of thing, damon.”
He smiles. Then, picks up the grey tie.
Damon:” Come here. “
I listened and walked towards him.
Damon:” Front or back?”
I assume he means on where I want my hands tied.
Oliver:” Front.”
His hands glided down my arms and pulled my hands together.
Damon:” Already, mhm?”
He looks at my bulge.
I sorta looked away, embarrassed.
I guess I’m a little more into this than I thought..
He then picks up the black tie.
Damon:” Turn around.”
I did.
The tie covers my vision completely. As soon as the tie was on, I felt a kiss on my shoulder.
Then his touch was gone.
Damon:” Follow my voice.”
He sounded right in front of me.
I slowly walked forward. Til I felt his hand on my waist. Pulling me towards him.
He then turns me around and makes me sit on his lap.
He had me lean on his chest.
Then he moved my binded hands to my chest.
Damon:” Don’t move your hands, okay?”
I nod.
Damon:” Use your words.”
My face is hot from this.
Oliver:” Yes, sir.”
You can tell I caught him off guard.
I can feel his hand on my stomach and slide down to my hard bulge.
I flinched.
He pulls down the front of my boxers.
Oh fuckkk..
My body is getting more and more impatient.
He slowly moves his hand up and down my cock. Teasing my shaft.
Oliver:” f-fuck~…a-Ah!~ d-dam-~”
He tightens his grip and goes a bit faster.
Making my back arch a bit, and my toes crinkled.
Pre-cum drips down.
Damon:” Good… you’re doing so good.. “
He wispers in my ear.
I want him to go faster…
Oliver:” Faster!~AA-ah! I’m gonna c-cum~ Ah!~”
He strokes a couple more times but then stops.
Oliver:” d-damon!”
Shit! I was close!
Damon:” you can’t cum just yet. Get on the bed. Lay on your back.”
I did as he guided me.
I could feel him get on the bed.
Damon:” Keep your hands up on the headboard. Don’t let go.”
Oh fuck..
Oliver:” y-yes sir~..”
He moves my arms above my head. I grabbed the headboard.
He took off my boxers.
I felt him take my right leg up and place it on his shoulder.
Then something cold was placed on my hole.
My body flinched.
Damon:” it’s just lube, you’re okay..”
His voice reassured me.
Damon:” Breathe.”
Then something hard pressed against my hole.
Then slowly pushed inside me.
Oliver:” A-aH~! F-fuc-~!”
He slowly pushes in deeper and deeper.
I clenched the board.
Damon:” oliver..?..”
Oliver:” I’m okay. G-green…~”
He starts to thrust in and out.
Getting deeper and deeper.
Oliver:” HA-Ahh!~ f-fuck!~ fuck!~”
He grips onto my thigh and kisses my leg as he goes Harder.
Damon:” There you go~.”
I could hear Damon’s slight moans or praise.
The thrusts become more eager.
Fuck!
I gave out little whimpers. I want him to touch me..
Oliver:” D-dam-mon!~ pl-pleas-se!~ AA-ah~!”
Damon:” Please, what?”
I slightly let go of the board.
Damon:” Ah ah. If you let go…I stop.”
Fuck!!
Oliver:” N-No!~ ple-please!~ I-~ wan-t~ to cu-cum!~”
Damon:” Alright~”
He slightly pulled me closer to him. I felt his hand touch my cock. Stroking it as he thrusts into me. The feeling is overwhelming!
Oliver:” I-it fee-ls so g-goo-d~! A-AH~!
Every thrust pushing me to the edge.
Damon:” fuuck~”
He then bites my inner thigh.
The mixture of the pain and pleasure is amazing….
Damon:” cum with me~”
My head is in a daze. I can hardly fucking think.
Oliver:” Fuck!~”
We both let out a moan as we came. Reaching a breathtaking orgasm.
My leg is placed on the bed.
I laid there catching my breath.
Oliver:” h-holy..sh-shit..”
My voice is all shakey.
Then I felt him lick and kiss my stomach.
Damon:” Are you okay?”
He takes off the blindfold.
My eyes blinked a bit.
He then untied my hands.
I pulled him in for a kiss.
Using tongue to satisfy.
Oliver:” Oh, I’m more than okay. If I had known you were into that kind of shit earlier…”
He laughs.
Damon:” I’ll have Ron bring something for you to drink.”
He goes to get up.
I stopped him by pulling his arm and laying him down on the bed.
He looks at me with shock but a bit of a smirk.
Oliver:” Nah Ah. We aren’t done..~”
He chuckles as I place myself on top of his cock.
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**The next morning**
My eyes opened. I felt a warm body against me.
Damon.
His arm rests around my waist as he sleeps.
I love him so much.
Mhm..I know it’s a risk, but it’s a risk I’m willing to take.
The parents could know something. I slowly moved his arm and got out of the covers.
I stopped as Damon moved in his bed, turned his back towards me.
I see the scratches on his back.
My face turns hot. I got dressed and went to Damon’s laptop. No password. Sorry, Damon, but I want to help.
I grabbed my phone, its 8 in the morning. I took a picture of dicks address, then called an Uber.
Just in and out.
I opened the door, took one last glace at damon, and walked out…..
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To be continued…..
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