Page 76 of Butterfly

“But I want you in my life,” Ollie whispered. “No matter what.”

Teddy’s nod said it was still possible, whatever happened. He pointed his finger at the wordsFor me.

Ollie nodded numbly. “For you, and in return, no matter what happens, you stay in my life.”

He was pulled into Teddy’s arms, and kisses were showered over his hair. His heart ached. Even when Teddy leaned him back to kiss him, it hurt.

But Ollie didn’t push him away, he clutched on to Teddy’s shoulders, kissing him harder, opening his mouth, letting Teddy lead.

It didn’t make any sense.

The way Teddy kissed and touched him.

The warm looks that Ollie could feel in his chest.

That sense of love, baby, soulmate.

All the romantic nonsense.

He couldn’t help but think maybe he’d missed something. Maybe there had been an undercurrent of something in Teddy’s words. Maybe it was one of the rare times, the one in ten times, where Ollie hadn’t quite understood Teddy.

If Teddy told him to stay, he’d stay in a heartbeat.

But Teddy was telling him to go, be free.

And it hurt.

Teddy slipped Ollie’s T-shirt up and over his head.

He kissed Ollie’s chest like he was possessed with need, then pushed him down to the bed.

Ollie looked up at him as he was stripped naked.

Teddy panted. His lust and desire were evident, but it was more than that.

He positioned Ollie’s arms above his head, then kissed from his palms down to his chest, inhaling as he went, taking in Ollie’s scent. He touched, and he kissed, and he brushed his nose everywhere, burning the memory of Ollie into his brain.

Teddy pushed Ollie’s legs apart. He spat onto his fingers, then reached between his legs, slicking himself up before spitting again and working open Ollie’s hole.

When he sank inside Ollie’s heat, he groaned, biting his lips. Even though Ollie’s lashes fluttered at the sensation, he kept them open, needing to see Teddy’s pleasure.

Teddy’s brow flattened, his mouth parted, and his eyes stayed shut as he rocked in and out of Ollie’s body. It was slow, measured, like he intended to fuck Ollie for hours.

Ollie watched him the whole time. Even when Teddy surged into a kiss, Ollie kept watching, and there was a moment when heartbreak crumpled Teddy’s face.

There was a moment when Ollie saw tears creep through his lashes before Teddy wiped them away on his shoulder.

There was a moment when he realised Teddy did love him.

He might not have wanted to tell Ollie himself, but it was there.

But he had to let Ollie go.

In the days that followed, news of Ollie’s appeal spread like wildfire around the wing. Everyone who interacted with him came over to wish him luck.

Captain squeezed Ollie’s shoulder. “About time.”

He smiled, and Ollie managed to force one in reply.

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