Unforseen. With chloeas.

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Oliver lay behind Chloe in the now-rumpled bedsheets, his arm wrapped possessively around her waist. They were both still trembling a little from the intensity of his homecoming present: her naked in his bed. He pressed his lips against her bare shoulder. He brushed some hair back and away from her neck, kissing her there, as well.

"Best homecoming gift ever," he murmured.