Levitate (An Andy Leo x Dave Escamilla story)

Levitate - VIII

I woke up with a blanket over my head and arms around my body.

"What the fuck?" I muttered, turning over and looking at the owner of them.

"Woah! What the fuck?" I nearly yelled at the sight of Hayden holding me, trying to scramble away. He groaned loudly and held my body closer to him, shaking his head no, hair falling in his eyes.

"Shush. Nothing's wrong." Hayden mumbled, eyes kept closed under his hair.

"Wait, what happened?" I asked, feeling incredibly violated. The tone of my voice caught his attention and he moved the hair from his eyes, exhaling softly.

"Nothing happened. We almost started, and then you told me you didn't want to. I made sure you were sure and then we stopped. I'm not Dave." He quickly bit his tongue after saying it, closing his eyes and chewing on his lip.

"What?" I asked, slowly relaxing against the bed. My body wasn't sore and I was technically still in my boxers, therefore I had more reasons to trust than not.

"Nothing. Just c'mere, alright. I'm guessing you're having a killer hangover right now." He sighed, lifting the blanket again, draping his arm over me once more before kissing above my eyebrow.

"No homo?" I muttered quietly. Hayden laughed at this, nodding his head slowly.

"Yeah, kid. No homo." He smirked, tongue sticking out the side of his mouth. I smiled and sighed, touching his jawline before cupping his chin and pulling his lips down to meet mine one last time.

"I don't like you as anything more than a friend." I chuckled, letting his face go and rolling my eyes. He scoffed and placed one leg over mine along with an arm, holding my body close against his.

"I changed my mind." I whispered quietly, pushing my hips towards his.

"Wait, you're serious?" He asked, grinning slightly. I nodded, biting my bottom lip.

"Yeah. I'm ready. I mean this in the friendliest way possible, and as heterosexual as we can make it, but I want you." I mumbled against his neck, sucking on it slowly, nipping and pulling until I left behind a mark.

"Fuck." Hayden began to laugh, rolling his hips into mine, earning a loud, nearly animalistic groan from me in return.

"Don't seem so excited there, kid." He laughed, pinning me completely beneath him. He reached in the bedside table, rustling various things loudly before finding whatever he was looking for. He brought the metallic package to his mouth, tearing the corner before turning away momentarily to roll it on.

"You're positive you want this?" He breathed, his silver chained necklace hanging low from his neck. I pulled it off his neck, placing it beside us on the bed, pulling his face down to mine before kissing him slowly for several seconds.

"Yeah." I breathed, kicking off my own boxers. He nodded and began rolling his hips in time with mine, still not yet entering.

"Hayden, why the fuck aren't you answ-" Brandon's voice stopped as his eyes scanned the bed, jaw nearly hitting the floor at the sight of Hayden's body hovering over mine, my own jaw having gone nearly slack but for an entirely different reason.

"Yo, Hayden! Where the fu-" Dave's eyes went wide at the sight as well, before anger flushed his face.

"Well hey there, guys. Thanks for knocking." Hayden sighed, face red as he reached for his boxers. I grabbed for mine quickly before covering my face with the black duvet.

"Wai-what the fuck is this?" Dave barked, fingers pulling through his hair. I peeked out from under the blanket, my eyes meeting his and instantly regretting it. The vein in his neck began to bugle and he ran his tongue across his teeth before shaking his head. Brandon's eyes said it all, a deep sadness instantly plastered within them. Hayden stood up and grabbed for his jeans, pulling them on and then zipping them.