Re: Oliver/Tommy
While it wasn't the best taste in the world, Oliver swallowed anyway. He'd had worse and it was easy clean up. He gave Tommy a smug grin before moving, taking a drink of his lemonade, leaving Tommy dangling limply in the wind.
"Not exactly the same, is it?" Oliver asked shamelessly, with a wink. He settled back comfortably on the bed beside Tommy, taking another drink of lemonade. His gaze slid to the window and around the room as he put the glass back on the bedside table, then he relaxed and folded his hands behind his head.
"Hm, you said we weren't going to have sex if we came inside. Liar." Oliver's amusement was blatant, and a realization hit him. "All I needed was that push, to not be the person in charge, and I folded like a poker novice."