Page 63 of Ravenous

“Do you want to do that together?” Finn picked up his laptop, keeping Ollie steady in the cradle of his legs.

“Um…” Ollie pressed his lips together, lost in thought again. Finn gave him the time and when he finally blinked back into existence, he balled his hands into fists. “Can you make me some toast?”

“Absolutely.” Finn tried to act natural but supportive, pushing down excitement and nerves because right now Ollie was trusting him with everything. “How would you like it?”

“I know today was difficult but you handled it so well. I’m proud of you.” Finn stroked Ollie’s shoulder with his thumb. The remnants of Ollie’s toast and Finn’s sandwich - which Ollie had also taken a bite of - sat on the coffee table in front of them, next to a laptop that Ollie had used until the battery went dead. He’d bookmarked quite a few doctors as well as some therapists; in the morning Finn was going to help him comb through the selection and see who had the earliest appointments.

Finn was satisfied for now. Ollie understood and accepted that he might have an eating disorderandhe was willing to get help. Those were great first steps. The next one would be handling Ollie’s family, but Finn hoped he’d have a few days to get Ollie started, give him something to cling to when they overwhelmed him with love.

Finn almost laughed. That was the kind of family he’d always wanted - siblings, parents, and a full table at the holidays. The chaos, the smothering, the stupid family pictures, all of it.

When he didn’t get an answer, Finn glanced down, realizing that Ollie must’ve drifted off. It was no surprise; aside from the lack of food, he was emotionally wrung out and needed a good rest.

Within minutes, Finn had Ollie tucked into his king-sized bed. Getting into sleep clothes, Finn brushed his teeth and turned off the lamps, bathing the room in moonlight. Standing next to the mattress, he studied Ollie, who looked adorable and right at home in the large bed, and his protective streak roared again, so he grabbed the tablet by his bedside. He’d read for a while and guard Ollie as any good knight would.

Delving into a graphic novel series he’d been eyeing for a while, he checked on Ollie here and there but he never moved, remaining curled on his side facing Finn. Swiping into the second volume, Finn lost track of time, only surfacing when there was pressure against his side. Somehow Ollie had shuffled over, seeking out Finn’s heat, and as he glanced down at the sleeping angel next to him, Ollie threw a leg over Finn’s.

He chuckled, putting the tablet aside and stroking Ollie’s cheek. It was soft and dotted with a few freckles that strayed from his nose.

“Mmm…” Blinking awake, Ollie turned his sleepy gaze on Finn, taking him in. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and he looked down at his leg, flushing a brilliant red. “I um…” He attempted to scoot back but Finn was quicker, capturing Ollie and sliding down until they were face-to-face.

“It’s fine. I was doing some reading and you snuggled with me.” Finn kissed his nose. “Isn’t that what boyfriends do?”

Ollie couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, I guess so. Did you bring me to bed?”

“Yeah, you fell asleep on my shoulder.” Finn kissed his nose again. Ollie squeaked a little and then tilted his head, his lips begging and Finn couldn’t help but oblige.

One kiss easily turned into more, for Finn couldn’t get enough of Ollie’s taste, his scent, and the breathy noises he made as their tongues slid together. Being in bed, tangled and sharing body heat, only sparked their passion, and as the kisses became deeper, wetter, Ollie tried to press closer, slinging his leg over Finn’s again.

Within seconds, hands began to travel. Ollie’s went into Finn’s hair, holding tight, while Finn splayed his fingers across Ollie’s back, his other hand cradling Ollie’s head. They moved seamlessly, naturally, and that passionate spark between them became a roaring fire as Ollie subtly shifted, rubbing himself against the noticeable bulge in Finn’s pants.

“Oh my god.” Ollie pulled away with a gasp, his lips enticingly wet and swollen. “I’m sorry, you’re probably not ready for this kind of-”

Finn stopped that nonsense with another kiss, pressing his trapped cock against Ollie’s and enjoying the moan that vibrated through his mouth. “Don’t worry about me. You’re the one that’s had an emotional day. We’re not doing anything that you don’t want to do.”

Ollie stared at him, his eyes unusually dark. “What if I want to do everything?”

Leaning back, Ollie reached down, pulling off his pants and tossing them to the floor. The pink T-shirt he wore reached his knees, so it wasn’t a striptease with a reveal, but the suggestion had Finn harder than he’d ever been, leaving him at odds with himself.

“Sunshine,” Finn wiped his mouth, trying to calm his erection by staring at the wall. “I don’t think tonight is a good time foreverything.”

“Why not?” Ollie pushed, slotting against Finn again, who put his hands up as if he were being held at gunpoint since it wasveryobvious that Ollie had gone commando.

“B-Because,” Finn swallowed, looking down at Ollie’s dark enticing eyes, the pupils large and full of desire. He’d been wrong; Ollie wasn’t an angel. He was an incubus, sent to seduce Finn, and he was doing a terrific job of it. “You’ve just gone through a big-”

“Didn’t you say you were proud of me?”

“You heard that?” Finn thought that Ollie had been asleep by that point.

“Obviously. So, I’m okay enough to make big life decisions - like getting help and finding a doctor - but I can’t decide to have sex with you?” Ollie rolled his eyes. “Okay, let me lay this out, Just Finn. You talked to my brother and Rain for me and got them to hold off on spilling everything to the rest of my family. You picked me up off the parking lot floor, like, theactualground, brought me to your home, took care of me, listened, and didn’t judge me. You helped and you cared.” Ollie’s breath got a bit ragged and he looked away, blinking fast. “And I feel very…closeto you right now. I know I’ve been waiting because…because I haven’t felt comfortable with my body. But right now I feel comfortable withyou.” He glanced back up, his eyes shimmering. “I want this. I want us to feel even more connected. And I want to destroy the rest of your loneliness so it’ll never come back to haunt you.”

Finn’s resistance crumbled at the slightest hint of Ollie’s tears and he dove back in, hugging Ollie as tightly as he dared. “How did I get so lucky?”

“You think being with me islucky?” Ollie’s voice held no self-deprecation, only curiosity.

“Very.” Finn pulled back until they were a breath apart. “I get a brilliant, fun, and sassy partner who I adore and who I hope adores me.”

“I do,” Ollie replied fervently. “You have no idea how much. I feel likeI’mthe lucky one here.”

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