Re: Oliver/Tommy
Tommy snorted. "Wanting to stare at you doesn't make me a pervert, but human. Just ask the hundreds of girls you've been trying to fuck you through the years. Now, some of my thoughts might make me a pervert,' he said with a grin.
"You're not helping me, though. You don't know what's going to happen. You can't guarantee that you will be there to protect me." he got in bed as well, staying on his side while he threw an arm around Oliver's waist. "You need to let me learn and make my own mistakes. I'm not saying that I don't want you around or you can't help, just remember that you need to let me learn."
Tommy moved to kiss Oliver, smiling. "Very good, and now tell me how the hell do I get to the point of doing all of that, when you're always worrying about everything?" he asked, amused. "Look, I'm not even close to thinking how you do, but I'll never get there if I know that I don't have to worry about it, because you will. I'm not saying that if we get in a life and death situation you can't help, but in our everyday life, you need to give me room to learn."