Love Addict's RPG Ch. 50

50 chapters in! Kind of fucking wild. The chapter cound would be a lot lower if the first 20 weren't written with the intention of being a webnovel, but still. Milestone.

Here's one with lots of feels and lots of cum.

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Steeling himself for what came next, Oliver pushed forward. They'd already done some kinky stuff in real life already, so proposing some over the phone posed little challenge.

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Oliver:
Think I could probably help you with that

Mia:
yea, I think u could...

Oliver:
Can I still not call?

Mia:
sry but if you called I'd get overstimmed, thats how bad this is
like I'm barely in control of my senses rn
text only or tmrw is gonna be hell for me
again, rly sry...

Oliver:
Hey you're making it sound like I'd be upset if I only got to sext you for tonight lol
As if that wouldnt be more than enough to make me happy a thousand times over and then some

Mia:
...jeez, that happy, huh?
you're the best mi amor

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Oliver:
Not yet, but I will be

Mia:
oh?

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Hand on his dick, Oliver was ready to get a crash course in one-handed texting. He reminded himself to keep confident, apply pressure, and remain in control. Mia liked that, and Oliver liked giving Mia what she liked. That, and it also aligned with his interests.

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Oliver:
Yes. Gonna make sure you get off nice and hard before bed
Now tell me how bad it is

Mia:
mn pretty fucken bad ngl I'm drenched
u have no idea how pissed off I was last night after u called, didn't get to cum nearly enuff before my buzz got killed
and realistically I should only do it once or twice rn but fuck I'm gonna be backed up at this rate...
u better make this up to me

Oliver:
Hey
You don't tell me what to do, Mia. Ever.
Is that understood?

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Mia's next response took a little longer than average. Oliver smirked at that, having correctly deduced the effect of his statement on her.

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Mia:
maybe
it's not like you can rly stop me..

Oliver:
No but I could go to bed right now if I wanted to.
You're the one who needs to get off so badly, not me.

Mia:
wait what no don't do that
ollie nooo
I was just teasingggg

Oliver:
So? You think I'll tolerate disrespect just because you didn't mean it?

Sorry, but no.

Appologize or I'm going to bed and you're not getting any attention until after I've won my fight.

Mia:
oh my god fuck
that's so not fucken fair
I'm sry
I'm so sry pls don't go to bed sir pls

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Oliver couldn't believe how easy Mia was to mess with when he applied even the tiniest pressure. His power over her was just as much of a turn-on as Mia herself was. She was just the cutest, most submissive little thing he'd ever seen, and she was all his.

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Oliver:
Was that so hard?

Mia:
no...

Oliver:
Are you going to be a good girl for me, Mia?

Mia:
yes, sir...
I just couldn't help bein a lil bratty bcuz of how grumpy the sexual frustration is makin me
all I want is to be a good girl 4 u
a good little kitten...

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Oliver swallowed. Hard.

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Oliver:
May I call you that?

Mia:
please...

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Oliver closed his eyes. In his heart of hearts, he knew it was probably a bad idea to look up the price of engagement rings when they'd only been going out for two days. Damn if he wasn't tempted, though.

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Oliver:
Good kitten.

Mia:
does it make u hard calling me that, sir?

Oliver:
You have no idea

Mia:
mn... I have SOME idea...
u were pushing up against me p hard yesterday u kno
couldn't tell for sure but uh
u seemed... big

Oliver:
Is there something you'd like to ask me, kitten?
If there is, you should just come straight out and do it

Mia:
yes, sir...
I wanna know how big ur cock is

Oliver:
How badly?

Mia:
very...
its something thats been on my mind for a long long long long longgggg time, so...
yea...

Oliver:
You really haven't done much to earn that information, you know.
I feel like its only fair if you answer a question first, don't you think?

Mia:
what do u want to know about me, sir
there's not really anything I wouldn't tell u tbh so ask away

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A tantalizing proposal, even if there were only one or two things he wanted to know off the top of his head. Guys were predictable, and Oliver was no exception. He shot his message back with no hesitation.

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Oliver:
How big are your breasts?

Mia:
c cup
kinda at the halfway point between a c and d, soooo
more than a handful but not by much...

Oliver:

fuck that's nice

Mia:
rly?
not too small?

Oliver:

Yes

I don't really have a preference, I like all boob sizes tbh

Mia:
c'mon ollie I wasn't born yesterday lol
if u don't have a pref then y ask

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Oliver felt like he'd been caught red-handed and laughed mildly to himself before conceding.

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Oliver:
Okay so maybe I have a slight preference towards bigger breasts but yours are definitely in my sweet spot

Mia:
heh can't say I blame u, bigger is better
not always comfy with my body by I think my tits are p ok
I'll let u feel for urself whenever u want, tho
see if they're rly as big as u like, sir...

Oliver:
...Really?

Mia:
...
Yea
as early as tmrw nite...
might not be much of a cheerleader compared to stacy but uh
hopefully that'll motivate u enough to win lol

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The promise of groping Mia's tits would've been enough to motivate Oliver into straight-up killing God as if he were a JRPG protagonist, but he'd keep that information to himself. He wanted to appear strong and dominant for her, so he couldn't freak out and act overexcited just because her boobs were literally up for grabs tomorrow upon his victory.

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Oliver:
That's a pretty good incentive, I'd say.
Good kitten.

Mia:
thank u, sir
it was rly embarrassing for me to say that, I hope u kno...

Oliver:
I know and I'm proud of you for being so naughty with me, kitten.
But guess what? You're not the only thing I'm proud of.

Mia:
...yea??

Oliver:

I'm eight inches long and pretty thick, which has always been something of an ego boost...

Mia:
omfg
I thought like 6 and a half at most
That's
omg

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Oliver was smiling from ear to ear. He'd never told a girl how big he was before, and being a simple guy, cock praise unsurprisingly made him happy.

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Oliver:
You like?

Mia:
ollie breaking char for a sec even if I haven't shown u my recent stuff yet u already kno I'm a hentai artist
shouldn't come as a surprise to lrn I'm somethin of a size queen

Oliver:
lmao I will allow this character breaking but only because you're cute and also adorable
but you better be back to kitten mode in your next response

Mia:
yes, sir...

Oliver:
Good girl
I wonder if you can even handle it?
You're pretty small

Mia:
we'll make it work when we get around to it...
even if it hurts
especially if it hurts

Oliver:
Fuck, Mia...

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A wild idea came to mind. Maybe not that wild in the grand scheme of things or compared to other guys, but it was definitely wild for Oliver. He never would've thought to ask until now, but...

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Oliver:
Did you want to see it? I'll send a pic if you ask nice enough. I don't have a ruler, but my hand should give you a pretty good idea of the scale...

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He didn't hear from Mia for another five minutes. Oliver could only imagine what she was doing to herself right about now, and the thought was only making him harder as he stroked himself. The wait she put him through was torture of the best kind, even if the answer was an understandable letdown.

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Mia:
I do
like holy fuck more than anything I wanna see it
just not tonite
I...
would NOT sleep if u sent me a pic of that monster, I'd just stay the fuck up and cum myself stupid
which I'd love to do if I didn't have work in the morning
even then tho if I'm bein totally honest I'd rather see it in person for the first time...

Oliver:
Hey its ok
I understand, kitten
You must REALLY need some relief though
I can practically feel sense the struggle from all the way over here

Mia:
yea I mean it gets p bad but never this bad
didn't get enuff fun yesterday and now my body is screamin at me to make up for the deficit

Oliver:
Poor kitten
Think I'll have to make it up to you after all

Mia:
only if sir wants...

Oliver:
I do, trust me lol
Maybe tomorrow night after I win I could come over and we could take things a little further?

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The suspense was palpable after he'd sent that. Being so forward was new to him. He followed up with a bit of simple downplaying after it took Mia over a minute to respond.

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Oliver:
Or we could just do what we did last time again if you're worried about your self-control
I just want to help you feel good in a way that doesn't push your boundaries or makes you uncomfortable or whatever

Mia:
sry sir I got quiet cause I was imaginin u comin over not cause you made me uncomfy
yes I rly rly want u to pick up where we left off
what did u have in mind?

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The answer to that was pretty simple. Oliver bought a magic sex skill and was waiting for the chance to break it out on her. He'd seen how potent Weakness Exploit - Pain could be. Now, he wanted to see its counterpart in action.

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Oliver:
I was thinking of giving you a special massage, honestly

Mia:
again gotta break character bcuz I feel like I'm takin crazy pills
u want YOUR big reward for winnin to be giving ME a massage??
like wtf did I do to deserve this/you lmao

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Oliver had a decent laugh at that. Truthfully, he was almost more interested in pleasuring Mia than he was in chasing his own. That's not to say he didn't want to ask her for a handjob or to suck his dick. He just innately wanted to make her feel good because of how cute and sexy she got when enjoying herself, and he would enjoy himself either way the wind did or didn't blow.

He also thought it was better for her to tell him what she was comfortable with and go from there. Balancing being dominant while being respectful of Mia's issues felt like walking the narrowest of tightropes, but he was determined not to fuck it up.

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Oliver:
As far as I'm concerned you deserve this for existing
More importantly, is that a yes?

Mia:
uh...
yes, sir
Mostly
u can touch me wherever u want but I don't think I'm rdy to take my clothes off yet...
but ur hands can go under the clothes and shit it's just
ugh u kno where I'm goin with this rite
why this is hard for me

Oliver:
Mia it's ok
Again I'm not in a rush
idk what it's like to have body image issues but I know what low self confidence feels like and it's not pretty
Shit
poor choice of words, sorry

Mia:
lol yea a lil bit
thank u tho

Oliver:
Idk if you need to hear this or if it will actually help or not but...
I hope you know you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen

Mia:
...beautiful???
gonna need u to elaborate on that

Oliver:
Not sure where I'd even start
I love your short hair and the faded red dye job you've got going on and I think it's the hottest thing ever
You have these icy blue eyes that are really hard to look away from because they're so pretty and piercing
Pouty lips that I just wanna kiss for as long as I can get away with
And your face just has this... mysterious aloofness to it that drives me crazy
Look, I'm not a creative person
I can't put any of this to words and I know all this sounds stupid probably but everything I said is the truth

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Mia was silent for five minutes after he'd sent his heartfelt messages. It was hard not to worry about whether he'd done something wrong. Maybe the validation would make Mia feel the tiniest bit better about herself, and perhaps it would only worsen things because she couldn't reconcile the version of herself she saw in the mirror with the one that Oliver did.

He felt like a fuckup during the awkward silence, his dick having wilted as his heart stirred with awkward tension. When he finally saw the little bubble that told him she was typing, he waited with bated breath.

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Mia:
so...
turns out I DID need to hear that
but I don't think once was enough
think you gotta keep tellin me over n over again, ollie
u kno how stubborn I can be...

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The relief which came over Oliver was immeasurable. Knowing that he could help Mia's self-esteem in the same way she'd been improving his own felt more gratifying than winning street fights ever would.

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Oliver:

You're beautiful, Mia
You're beautiful and you're mine

Mia:
mnnnnn yessss
I AM yours, sir
ur slutty, aloof lil kitten with the pretty eyes and the pouty lips
and no one else's
got a question for u now tho

Oliver:
Yeah? Go head

Mia:
if sir would be so kind then his kitten would rly like to kno what u'd do to her if she was there rn
reminder that said kitten is a lewd artist who is not gonna judge her sir no matter what kinda kinky shit he says
srsly do NOT hold back and do NOT overthink this/2nd guess urself
tell
me
how
you'd
FUCK
me

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Oliver stared at his phone, the wilted dick in his hand now a mighty oak once more. She knew him too well. If Mia hadn't been so specific, he would've danced around and avoided describing certain things out of fear that it was 'too soon' or that he'd be 'pressuring' her. That was now no longer an option. She'd gifted him complete freedom and expected him to exercise it.

He took a deep breath to steady his nerves and became more honest with Mia than he'd ever been with anyone as he stood at the precipice between his fantasies and reality.

Dark desires resided within him. He'd worked past a lot of the unhealthy trauma tied to these desires and had officially grown out of many of his most problematic fetishes, though Oliver was still left with a taste for elements of light BDSM, domination, and control.

Nowadays, he blocked himself off from content featuring these subjects. History had convinced him that he couldn't explore his desires without ruining his mental health in the same way that other people seemingly could.

And then along came Mia, offering Oliver a safe space without judgment. She gave herself to him as a blank canvas which he was free to paint however he wished, causing the chains of self-restraint he'd worked so hard to forge to begin snapping at their seams.

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Oliver:
If you were here right now then I don't think I would be able to control myself
Not after what you just said

Mia:
wouldn't want u to
that's the point

Oliver:
I would straight up fucking lunge at you, pick you up, and throw you against my bed

Mia:
o fuck
what next

Oliver:
Get on top of you and pin you down, pressing me hips against you so you can feel how fucking hard you made me

Mia:
mnnn yes sir I want that so bad

but ur not gonna stop there, rite...?

Oliver:
Hell no
I've waited my whole life to have a cute girl who'll let me do anything I want to her
Mia, I don't like to talk about it but I have so much shit to work through

I want love and I want sex so fucking bad

Mia:
Ollie...
ur gonna get all that and more with me so let it all out
just thinkin about serving u is makin me so wet it looks like I pissed myself

Oliver:
Fuckkkk
I'm serious
I'd go all out, probably rip your fucking clothes off so I can see your beautiful body and show you how much I love it

Mia:
mnn I want to be used like that so baddd
I'm touching myself for u rn sir
I just want you to know I'm rubbing my tight lil pussy wishing it was your cock instead of my fingers...
keep going

Oliver:
Help me paint a better picture
Do you shave?

Mia:
yes, sir... but I'll stop if u like hair down there
anything to make u happy
anything

Oliver:
Good girl, keep it up
Don't mind hair but shaven is definitely preferred
Fuck I'm so hard thinking about how pretty that pussy must be

Mia:
how would u relieve urself, sir...?

Oliver:
By using you like a living fuck doll

Mia:
oh god

Oliver:
Seriously, there's so much I want to do... so much I've dreamed about, Mia
I... really DO want to 'use' a girl like you keep talking about.
I love me some vanilla hentai just as much as the next nerd, but...
I also have this side of me that's a LOT bigger than I want to admit that just wants to not even have to think about anything other than my own satisfaction and just devolve into a total hedonistic sadist

Mia:
holy fuck
ollie I just came
I cant believe how fast that was

Oliver:
Good for you but you'd better not stop
Play with that pussy even harder for me, kitten
Warm yourself up for that victory massage you're getting tomorrow while I tell you how I'd fuck you

Mia:
yes sir
now pls tell kitten all about how u'd use her slutty fuck holes to
vent all this sexual frustration u got in your system...

Oliver:
There's a lot more of that than you'd think, we'd probably be at it for a while
Would love to grab you by the hair and force my cock down your throat, for one
Just totally control the pace regardless of whether you gag or not
Back and forth
Holding you in place and fucking my hips into you
Meanwhile you'd better be trying your best no matter how rough it gets

Mia:
ollie it keeps scarin me how compatible we are...
I would suck ur fat cock so hard, let u use my throat and gag lots for u so it gets even tighter
does that sound good mi amor

Oliver:
It does
It so fucking does, god I need that

Mia:
me tooo and I promise ur gonna get it
where would u want to finish tho??

Oliver:
Straight down your throat, obviously
Like that even needs to be said

Mia:
it didn't but fuck I wanted to hear it anyway
Damn
no idea how good I'd be but I'd try my best to swallow everythin u have for me, sir
every last drop because it's precious and it's urs

Oliver:
I'd be disappointed in you if you didn't
Might even have to punish you if you spit some up

Mia:
how would u punish me sir??

Oliver:
However the fuck I want

Mia:
mnnnn that sounds so good...
u wouldn't stop with a throat fuck tho
would u?

Oliver:
No...
That'd just be the start
Obviously I wanna shove my cock inside you and spend the whole night taking it and making it mine as hard as I could
Ramming you into the bed, blowing out your fucking back
Just fucking you with everything I have like I'm trying to hurt you
Over and over and over again

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This escalated so quickly that Oliver couldn't control what he was typing anymore. The arousal building up inside him was burning hotter with every movement of his thumb. They weren't just talking dirty to each other. They were talking about their future.

Mia actually wanted to do these things with him.

His breathing grew frantic as he threatened to race over the finish line despite how hard he fought against himself to make this last.

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Mia:
idk if I could even do anythin in that situation...
its all I ever wanted
kitten would try an squeeze her pussy even tighter for sir but her brain would be fucked stupid
head empy, only dick
ur dick
no one else's

Oliver:
You're damn right
It's the only one you're ever gonna want
I plan on making sure of it

Mia:
mmnn yes sir
only a one man type of girl anyway
told u I wanna be owned

Oliver:
Good because sharing with other guys is NOT my thing

Mia:
So...
are u saying you'd share me with other girls???

Oliver:
Uh
no comment lol

Mia:
...Mia will remember this

Oliver:
gdi

Mia:
I'm just teasin, sir
focus
tell me how u'd wanna finish when ur done fucking me
thats what kitten wants to know

Oliver:
Well I'd be fucking you for the whole night long
Don't think there's a place I'd wanna miss
I wanna cum all over you
Your face
Your tits
Your ass

Mia:
inside me...?

Oliver:
More than anywhere else
Huge huge huuuuge fetish of mine, just pumping your pussy full of cum...

Mia:
just the creampie part’s a fetish, or...??

Oliver:
May have a slight breeding kink if that’s what you mean and womb talk def gets me going, but...
One thing at a time lol
Right now I just wanna do cum in you and not think about anything else
God I want it so bad, Mia

Mia:
fuckkkkk me tooooo
prolly a good time to mention I'm on the pill
soooo
u could rly do that as much as u wanted
gonna cum again just thinking bout it...

Oliver:
Wait
I'm almost there, too
I think I could use one last push over the edge and I've got an idea

Mia:
...oh?
what did sir have in mind?

Oliver:
I want you to send me a voice clip of you cumming, kitten
Finish yourself off and make it loud and slutty for me
Do it now.

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Oliver had a tissue ready for the moment of release, but he let go of his aching cock to give it a brief reprieve while he waited to see if Mia would go along with his suggestion. He wasn't sure if she would, but he did his best not to second-guess at her behest.

This shouldn't be too far for Mia, he surmised. They did worse together last night. The longer Oliver went without a response, the more optimistic he became of his demand becoming a reality.

Sure enough, a voice clip was sent three minutes later.

"It's so sexy when you tell me what to do like that, mi amor... mn... can... hey... can you hear this...?" Mia's voice asked, referring to the audible wet noises coming not far from her phone. "That's how wet you made me. Isn't that fucking crazy? Mn...! Listen close, Ollie... I'm... mn... gonna cum for you, sir... fuck, fuck... gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cummm... everything you said... everything you wanna do to me... so good... so... fucking... good... and... and... HAAHN!!"

Mia did precisely what she was told, making it loud and making it slutty. Even better, he heard an even wetter noise hidden beneath her screaming. She was probably squirting like she did against his cock last night.

There was no reality in which Oliver could resist the sexy recording. He did what he had to do, crying out alongside her and firing off into his tissue until he was entirely spent. The clip trailed on with Mia gasping for air until it fully cut off.

Oliver lay in the darkness with only the light of his phone to illuminate his dull surroundings. He'd gone off the deep end for a bit there. It'd been a while since he indulged in such visceral fantasies, and he'd said some crazy shit that he never would've dreamed he'd eventually tell a girl.

And Mia had accepted and encouraged every last bit of it...

Mia...

He snapped back into focus, quickly checking his phone to see if he missed any messages while he basked in the confusingly satisfying aftermath. It turned out that he had, but Mia was as patient as always with him.

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Mia:
was that good enough, sir?
I'll say more naughty things if u haven't cum yet
just tell me what u wanna hear

Oliver:
No sorry I came really, really hard just now and zoned out for a sec...
That was... amazing...

Mia:
hehehe
im guessing we're gonna stop now?

Oliver:
Well
It doesn't take me that long to get my second shot going but shouldn't you be in bed by now?

Mia:
ugh, yea
I guesssssss

---

Oliver was disappointed they had to stop but was happy about the LP gain and how close she was to her second heart event. Sexting was pretty low for a sexual milestone, though. That made sense, but it was mildly annoying since he was only five points away from getting another low-level strength skill.

He wondered if maybe there was something he could do about that tomorrow before the fight, then decided he’d sleep on it.

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Oliver:
Sorry, I'm assuming you didn't get enough?

Mia:
Unfortunately
usually don't cum that fast so that's a nice bonus but yea I'm only like half satisfied tho so still kinda frustratin
not cause of u sry
I meant the amount not the quality
quality wise?
best orgasms of my life
aside from yesterday duh
hbu, sir
did u make a big mess that I'd have to clean up?

Oliver:
I would've if I hadn't used a tissue lol
Felt like I shot six times or so, though
it felt so good

Mia:
mn that sounds wonderful ollie
gotta say tho I wasn't expecting u to get so hardcore
thought we were gonna have to work up to that but
nah u just went for it lol

Oliver:
You're a bad influence
I try not to go so crazy with my fantasies like that honestly
But I think I definitely needed this and it helped a lot

Mia:
good
working thru ur issues is better than pretending they don't exist
promise we'll sort through all ur baggage one piece at a time ollie

Oliver:
Idk Mia there's a lot to get through

Mia:
yea I fucken noticed lol

Oliver:
Walked right into that one...

Mia:
sure did mi amor
am I gonna see u b4 the fight tmrw?

Oliver:
Nah I'm gonna chill out all day in preparation
Need a change of pace from all the fighting before I do more
Maybe I'll do some drawing? Idk

Mia:
damn, wish I got to work whenever I felt like it
how's art been going for u tho
been meaning to ask, but...
lot a stuff gone on since we went to rob's

Oliver:
Not great, only had one session so far
I'll show you mine if you show me yours?

Mia:
was actually plannin on showing u some art after you win
just in case feeling me up wasnt incentive enough
need to show u sooner or later anyway so might as well

Oliver:
You already had me at boobs
Now you're just spoiling me

Mia:
just tryin to make u feel loved, mi amor
said it urself how bad u need it
speakin of showin some love...
I'm starting to get tired but there's a lil somethin I did before hanging out w/ Zoe
here
just for u

---

Oliver watched his phone with curiosity as he waited for whatever Mia was sending him. When the image came through, his heart soared. It was a hastily drawn black and white digital sketch of the two of them. It was much more honest than the last time she'd drawn him, and there wasn't any exaggeration at play.

They were positioned behind her new drawing tablet, and Mia had rendered herself giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, the words 'Thank You' running along the bottom of the image. Oliver's expression on the drawing was painfully accurate to the one he was currently making as he stared at the picture- blushing with a crooked smile and his heart pumping like mad. She'd even drawn little sound effects to convey how hard it was beating, damn it.

The only difference was that the Oliver in Mia's picture wasn't fighting back tears, whereas the real one was.

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Oliver:
I don't know what to say
Seriously
This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me...

Mia:
yea well now we're even

Oliver:
You really didn't have to

Mia:
fuck off lol
u won me a $1300 tablet on our first date dude I had to do SOMETHING

---

Oliver couldn't recall the last time he'd felt so emotional. It was embarrassing, and he was grateful she couldn't see him like this. However, he couldn't express how profoundly it impacted him through text alone, and that didn't sit right with him.

He hit the record button and sent Mia a voice memo of his own.

"Thank you, Mia. I don't know why, but seeing that pic just made my heart explode, and now I can't think of anything but how happy I am to be with you. I'll cut myself off before I say anything stupid, but I just want you to know two things before you head to bed. The first is how much you mean to me, which is more than anything, and the second is that I'm gonna beat your brother up so fucking bad that he'll need to start wearing a second eyepatch."

He felt dumb after he'd sent it, but it was a good sort of dumb. Maybe even the best kind.

Mia sent him back another voice memo in response- a long one.

"Whoa, okay, didn't know you'd react so strongly... um..." Mia sounded pretty flustered, which Oliver found endlessly adorable as he listened to her soft voice in the darkness of his room. "Was just a dumb little sketch, didn't even take me ten minutes... if I knew it was gonna be a whole thing I would've, mn, I don't know... tried? Fuck. Didn't mean it to sound like that... tripping over my words here because of you, mi amor, but I'm glad the silly little sketch made you happy. That's it. That's all I'm trying to say. God, I'm bad at this when you're not actually here face-to-face with me... can we say goodnight now? Your gatita is tired and wants to catnap all of her cringe away."

Oliver laughed, no longer on the verge of happy crying but feeling just as emotionally exhausted. He agreed and gave her what she wanted. One more message.

"Goodnight, Mia. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Sweet dreams, mi amor," Mia exhaled, relieved to be done with this game of awkward back and forth. "Now, don't stay up too late listening to the clip I sent, sí? Night."

As if things couldn’t keep on getting better.

Oliver continued smiling at his screen despite the conversation having ended. His mood stabilized, though he was still intimately feeling the effects of his love. Mia was all his obsessive thoughts could center on. Sleeping like this wasn't going to be easy when he was firing on all cylinders mentally and emotionally.

Oliver didn't care that Mia had correctly predicted what he'd do next. He needed to tire himself out somehow, and exercising wouldn't cut it. Without reservation, Oliver jacked off an additional two times while rereading their conversation, thinking about Mia, and listening to the clip on repeat.

A tremendous weight was lifted from his soul in the wake of what they'd done, lulling Oliver into a deep state of ease as he went to bed a happy man.

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