Scömìche One-Shots

Mitchie and Scottie pt. 1

A/N- there's about 9 inches of snow on the ground right now... And this is my first smut one shot... Don't judge because this was really awkward to write. Bye Queens!

Flashback

"Scottie! Where are you?" They were playing hide and seek.

"You have have to find me, Mitchie," the 9 year old Scott said. Mitch followed his voice and ended up in Scott's closet. He snuck up behind Scott and shouted. "BOO!" Mitch fell down to the floor, laughing. "Mitchie, that's not funny," he pouted. "I'm sorry," Mitch apologized. Scott stood up and gave Mitch a hug. "It's okay." Mitch looked up at Scott and smiled.

"Come on, get out of the closet, Scott!"

Mitch smiled at the dream. He thought about it and came to the realization that Scott finally had come out of the closet. And he was glad.

Scott's P.O.V
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"Scott!"

"Yes?"

"Quick! Come here!" Oh god...

"What?" Mitch smirked at me and said, "Thank you."

I was confused. "For what?" Mitch smirk turned into a smile. "For being here with me. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you," Mitch told me. "Awh, I love you too, Mitchie." Mitch smiled even more. "Where is this coming from? Just wondering," I asked him. "Remember when we used to play hide and seek? You would always hide in the closet. Are you happy you finally found your way out of the closet?" I remembered what he was talking about. "Yes, I'm very happy. Because it means I get to be with you."

"Scottie?"

"Mhm?"

He cupped my face and crashed his lips onto mine. He managed to get my shirt off without even disconnecting our lips. How? I don't even know. He changed his position so that he was sitting on my lap. He straddled me and put his arms around me, leaving featherlight kisses down my neck. He pulled away and gave me a sad look.

"Can't we just skip the meeting this morning?"

"M-Mitch... Y-you are not making this easy for me... M-Mitch," I tried to say. He continued kissing me and I gave in. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his Deadmau5 tattoo.

We carried on with the making out for quite a while. Mitch started playing with my hair, knowing that it's my weakness. "Fuck," I whispered. "What was that?" Mitch smirked into our kiss. "M-Mitch..."

I pulled him onto our shared bed. "Scott, why did you stopped? I didn't want to," Mitch whined. "Because I wanted to finish what we started in privacy," I said before pulling him on top of me again. "O-okay," Mitch managed to get out. He tried to move, but I held his hands down. "No. You're not going anywhere," I said seductively. "But Scott... I need to. I need to touch... now. Please?"

I let Mitch go because he really wanted me.

Mitch's P.O.V
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Finally. I pounced onto Scott and desperately grabbed at him. I need him right now. Why does he do this to me?

I started playing with his hair again, which is only what I do when I need him. He took the hint and pulled my pants off.

"Hurry up, Scott!" I was growing more desperate by the second and Scott was taking his time. "Whoa, Mitchie, calm down." I looked at him in annoyance. "Just... UUUGGGGHH HURRY UP!" Scott smirked. Oh, so he was doing this on purpose.

I pulled Scott so he was now by my side. I quickly pulled his pants off because he was too slow. "Scott? Ready?" He nodded in response and hooked his arm around my neck. Before I could do anything else, Scott flipped me over so he was on top of me again.

He straddled me and kissed down my stomach. Scott pushed into me and I grabbed him. "Sc-Scott," I moaned. "Do you s-see what you do to me M-Mitch?" I smirked because I knew what I was doing. Scott continued to push in and out of me.

"Scott... g-go f-faster," I moaned. He sped up and held my arms down so I couldn't move. "Noooo, I hate it when you do th-this to me, Scott," I said in between little noises. I tried to get out of Scott's grasp so I could touch him, but he's really strong. "Mi-Mitch... are you ready?" I couldn't say anything. I nodded and he smiled. "Now," he whisper-yelled. We came at the same time and Scott pulled out.

"That was amazing," I said. He hid his face in my neck. "Yeah, it was. We should do that more often," he mumbled. I kissed the top of his head and I heard soft snoring. I smiled and kissed him one last time before falling asleep.