[attr="class","littleollie"] He shouldn't be as giddy as he is. There isn't any alcohol or substance to blame this on, the thrill in his chest when Gideon finally gives in to the lure of temptation.

[break][break] 'It's just the thrill of winning,' he'd tell himself later. Console himself that it had nothing to do with the blush creeping on Gideon's neck, or the way that he looks away from him, making Ollie want to do nothing more than drag his face back to him, to claim his in a kiss.

[break][break] But Ollie does neither of those things.

[break][break] "How kind of you."

[break][break] He smiles, giddy and bright, like a child being told that he's being given dessert before dinner. Then, the Head Ranger drops to his knees, reaching for Gideon's hip and unbuckling his belt. Desire lances hot through him as Ollie presses a hand against him, lips curved into a smile when he looks up at him. His eyes darken with desire.

[break][break] "Let me make it up to you Gids," he murmurs, his voice a tender caress. "I'll make it worth your while. I promise."

[break][break] Without pause, Ollie then surrenders to mutual temptation, intending to indulge GIDEON GRAVES for all that he was worth.

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[attr="class","littleollie"] Ollie was learning.

[break][break] All of this was new - terrifyingly new to him. Ollie knew exactly what it meant to kiss a girl, to please them, to make them happy. He had done it all his life. But everything with this - with Gideon - was new. It set a thrill in his chest that felt like a fire cracker starting, the way that Gideon looked at him when he thought he wasn't looking, the way the blush would creep along his neck, just beneath his sexy collarbone. Ollie liked all of it, and he liked - even more - that he could admit to it, even in the recluses of his own mind.

[break][break] Ollie also liked learning. He liked learning about pokemon, about being a Ranger, about the sweet sounds that spilled from Gideon's mouth as he set to work. Determined, more than anything, to make up for the transgressions at the League party.

[break][break] He'd messed up before. He'd royally fucked up. And now he wanted to make it all better, to soothe all over Gideon's burns with sweet honey.

[break][break] Heat laced through his gut along with that sure-fire thrill of doing something that he probably wasn't supposed to do, something that Gideon was letting him do anyways. Those hands tangled in his brown locks, tugging in a way that told Ollie that he was doing exactly what he was supposed to be doing. His knees pressed against the plush carpet, and his jaw began to ache — but in a good way, as he eagerly savored each and every one of those special sounds that he was able to pull from his friend's throat.

[break][break] Sounds that were his and only his.

[break][break] "Dr. Graves? It's Jeanette over in the mail room. I had a quick question about one of your recent orders."

[break][break] The sound of another's voice was shocking, even to Ollie, causing him to pause. Without releasing Gideon, he glanced up at him, curiosity lighting in his eyes. Despite his broad stature, Ollie somehow remained hidden from view — in case, of course, this "Jeanette" wanted to enter the room too.

[break][break] 'Are you going to answer?' his green eyes seemed to ask.

[break][break] But then - before Gideon could even properly answer - Ollie decided that it didn't matter. Gideon had said not to kiss him in public. This had nothing to do with kissing.

[break][break] His fingers grazed the professor's hip bones, his heart swooping again with sudden thrill, and he pressed himself closer, right down to the base.

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[attr="class","littleollie"] This was all new to him. But Ollie was nothing if not determined — to learn from his mistakes, to learn Gideon, and most importantly, to please him.

[break][break] Sounds echoed through the office that would've certainly put the professor to shame if they were heard outside the confines of this room, Ollie's hands grasping at the supple flesh of his backside as he inhaled deeply.

[break][break] His reward was Gideon's sharp breath, no doubt trying to disguise the moan that was building in his throat. His tongue lapped at the warmth of his skin, devouring greedily each sound as he felt hands tangle in his brown locks.

[break][break] Trying to catch his own breath, Ollie pulled back slightly. He licked at his bottom lip, eyes gleaming with mischief as he stared up at the other man's flustered expression. As much as GIDEON GRAVES tried to hide it, Ollie knew that he was enjoying this, probably more than he would be willing to admit.

[break][break] "Well, you said not to kiss you - "

[break][break] His words were, however, quickly muffled by the feeling of Gideon's fingers pressing into his skull, gripping him more seriously and shoving him forward. Ollie made a choking sound, somewhere between an exhale of surprise and also a groan of desire, as he was brought back to the present. Right, he reminded himself. No teasing.

[break][break] Ignoring his own growing need, the Head Ranger promptly refocused on the task at hand, wary of potential interruptions from Jeanette or that mysterious woman from earlier, Marianne Lovelace? Either way, there were no distractions now and there was even less time to waste.

[break][break] Hands gripped his friend's thighs, pulling forward, fingers dipping somewhere forbidden as he chased the sensation that they both wanted. He hollowed his cheeks, dark green eyes flit up to Gideon's own to try to catch his gaze, never faltering in his movements.

[break][break] Until the stars would burst behind Gideon's eyes, and relieve them both.

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