I Swear It's Deja Vu(Oliver)

[Oliver Barnes]

Oliver felt confused about... everything. About Oriel's potential advances, or the fact that the longer haired boy could easily beat him up and he wouldn't be able to do a thing about it, except accept the bruises and cuts like the coward he was.

The more he cowered away, the more the quiet boy realized that things weren't going the way they initially seemed. Oliver didn't know how to react, frozen in place as the other boy gave him a feral look. Run? What was an appropriate response? The colour on his cheeks continued to radiate, as Oriel stared and continued to caress the introverted kid.

"No.. no, uh, I.. I think I'm good, thanks though. It's a... nice offer?" He managed to squeak out, through his shock and embarrassment. He was straight! And still very into a dark haired girl hailing from Minnesota. "But it's one I will have to decline." Oliver continued to ramble, the other boy prodding him on his chest. His body convulsed, rippling with anxiety. "Thanks again, though." He made a motion to step back from Oriel, again.

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Oriel wasn’t expecting anything to come of this, save for just a little bit of entertainment. After all, he had to get his kicks somehow. And if Phoenix was any indication, Oriel very much enjoyed backing his prey into a corner and making them fluster and flush in the face of Oriel’s oppressive advances.

But finally, those words of rejection came and Oriel forced himself to stand his ground. That is, to not follow the retreating boy. All stakes were open as far as he was concerned, right up until the person said ‘no’. Then the game was over. Oriel could still bat eyes and make words, but the chase was called off.

Oriel shrugged. “Can’t blame a guy for trying,” he said, leaning himself slightly away from the other boy. “A kid as good-looking as you, think you’d’ve been used to a few hits from, well, anybody.” Oriel grit his teeth into a demon smile, tee-hee-hee-ing under his breath in pure amusement. Oriel tossed his head back up, flipping his long curls back behind his shoulders and took a final step forward. Actually, more than a final step, quite a few, as Oriel moved to walk right past the other boy, Oliver. Oriel set a hand on his shoulder and turned his head with that same, seductive smile. “Let me know if you ever change your mind…Oliver, right?” He chuckled lowly, patting Oliver again on the shoulder and then stepping off dramatically….where he’d go, he hadn’t decided yet, it just felt like the cool thing to do just then.

[Oliver Barnes]

Oliver didn't really know what to make of the conversation and how it was proceeding. First, the kid had accused him of stealing his shirt and now, he was backing away from the long haired boy like some helpless prey, with his thoughts and heartbeat racing. And then suddenly, after Oliver's rushed apologies and ramblings, the boy stopped.

Well, that was easier than expected.

He breathed a long sigh of relief once the boy stopped his advances, and Oliver mentally scolded himself for not trying to do this sooner. It would have stopped the near heart attack from happening. At the other boy's compliment, Oliver's cheeks began to burn. He could safely say that this was his first time getting hit on by someone of the same gender. His eyebrows narrowed in confusion. Did he mean physically hit on? Due to his naivety, Oliver probably didn't and would continue not to know when someone was hitting on him. As he set a hand on his shoulder, Oliver jumped, startled by the physical contact. "Uhm... okay... will do." Although he had no intention of changing his mind. "Evil Overlord? Maybe you should give me your real name." Oliver was just curious.

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Oriel wanted to keep going. This kid was amusing in his own, weird, awkward way, stammering and blushing under Oriel’s gaze. Oriel would have to keep this one in mind for the future. Maybe Phoenix would let him? You know, if they worked on it together? Like a couple’s project or something.

Sigh….Oriel really needed to get out of this whole “fuck anything that moves” mentality. And get used to the “exclusive” thing that Phoenix asked him to do. Oriel wondered if there were any loopholes he could exploit…?

No…just….stop…

Still, Oriel could get away with things like this no problem, right? Just flirting. Flirting wasn’t fucking.

His smile widened and his eyes curled in innocence. “Mmmm, I think you’ll do okay with just Evil Overlord. Or Lord. Or any variation thereof.” Oriel had given that title out to enough people that many(some) would know who he was talking about. Besides, it was funner for the mischievous boy if his ‘victims’ only knew him by a name which could inspire…. obedience? Authority? If he gave his real name, then they’d be on the same level, and Oriel didn’t want that just yet…well, not with this guy. Oriel might want to play with him again.

Oriel kept walking. “Byee~!” He waved Oliver off as he made his dramatic exit.