Hayloft || dreamnotfound

Scorpio

CW: sensual, sexual innuendos
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Needing you so late, Was such a bad idea
'Cause I can't think straight
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"George, please you're making this harder than it needs to be." The taller boy breathed out.

"What?"

"Believe me when I tell you that I want this." He said glancing at George's lips briefly before pulling away and averting his eyes. "But I can't."

"Why not?" George huffed.

"I'm not, I can't be, I'm- you're- I'm not-"

"Clay" his breath hitched as he felt the older boy climb the rest of the way on top of him. George wrapped his arms around the back of clay's neck pulling him closer so that their foreheads were touching. "you can say what you want but you can't tell me that you're not even a little bit curious."

"Wh, what?"

"Don't you want to know what it's like," George paused as he gently pressed a kiss to clay's jawline. "To feel another boy up close?"

Clay once again couldn't breathe. "George pl-"

George's head whipped around as he heard a knock at the door. He climbed off of clay's lap and walked to the doorway to open the door.

"Momma!"

"Sorry, I was just coming to let you boys know that it's about time for supper." She said with a smile as she turned to walk back downstairs.

George turned to lock eyes with the other boy. Clay's face burned as he reached for a pillow, pulling one to cover his lap. George snickered.

"George, what the hell that was close" the taller whisper-shouted.

"Come on baby live a little." He smirked. "I'm going downstairs see you in a bit" he winked walking out of the room pulling the door closed.

The younger boy groaned throwing his head back.

Fucking hell.

George knew what he was doing there was no way he didn't.

Be careful George.
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