Fallacy Error

6.

"What are you wearing? Those aren't your clothes."

"How the fuck do you know that, Emmit?" Reed looked at him wide eyed and frightened.

"How could I not? Sweatpants are to tight, but to long on you and I've never seen that hoodie in your apartment once. It's not your clothes." He stated matter of fact.

"Your psycho, you know that? There not my clothes, your correct. I got stuck at a friends house during the storm and he let me borrow his clothes for the day. No biggie." He mumbled, obviously pushing away the subject. "How'd it go with Owen?" He asked suddenly, eyebrows furrowing as he looked at his friend.

Emmit immediately tensed. "He... cried all night. Needed some comfort. She died the night he got there. He said he only got there a few minutes before he died... Only got to say goodbye." He mumbled. "Fuck... I can't do this, Reed. Owen needs someone who can give him the comfort he craves. I'm just... to awkward for that, as much as I do what to comfort him."

Reed frowned. "Emmit... Owen came to you. You are the one he wants the comfort from, okay? Just... don't talk about his family unless he brings it up himself. Is he eating okay? How'd he sleep?"

Emmit shook his head. "I forced him to eat last night. He's staying with me and taking online classes for a while. He, um... he slept with me, too. In the same bed. For all I know he was sleeping when I left for class."

"Okay," He murmured. "That's good, at least. That he's getting some sleep."

"Yeah,"

Then the professor began to speak.

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"God, today sucked," Casey grumbled as he barged into Reed's dorm.

Reed raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything as he finished cooking his eggs. "Wanna talk about it?"

"No. I wanna... Eggs at fucking 5pm? What's wrong with you," He said once he realized what he was cooking. He dropped his bag onto the couch and walked up behind the green-eyed boy, wrapping him in his arms.

"I'm hungry. Don't have anything else to eat right now." He snapped back.

"Ohhh~ Someones feisty." He taunted, biting his neck.

"Casey- Ow! Stop biting me you rat!" He pushed him away, trying to his neck out of his mouths reach.

"Hmmmm, You usually like my biting, Reed." he teased.

"Stop! Your gonna make me burn my food!" He whined, finally breaking free to flip his eggs. "You sure have adjusted to this new relationship quickly." He pointed out with a smile.

Casey hesitated as he looked at Reed's, sadly, clothed ass. "I just... I don't know. Like it. Being able to do what I want now." He mumbled.

"And that's fine. I like it. Now stop staring at my ass, your not getting it today. Maybe."

"It's been like a whole week."

"Okay, and? I gave you a very good blowjob yesterday. Your fine."

"I mean... that was a nice bj. You should do it again." Casey smirked, stalking back up behind him.

"Stay away or no sex and bjs for whole month. You'll deal with your hand. And! You'll have to give me blowjobs whenever I want them."

"Uh, yeah no. That's torture and you know it." He mumbled. "I keep forgetting you don't have a roommate. Must be nice. You should let me... crash here. In your bed." He made pouty lips and hoped for the best.

"Mhm. Fine, you can stay tonight. My game isn't cancelled though. You can stay here until I get back if you'd like. There isn't much to do but... Your game cancelled?"

"Yeah, all the fields are flooded. Can't play on them." He pouted. "And I really felt like beating some ass today."

Reed raised an eyebrow as he swallowed his eggs. "You can beat my ass,"

Casey stared at him with lustful eyes. "Really? You just said you have a game. And it's already past 5pm. Can you really take an ass beating right now, Reed. 'cause I really could fuck you."

"...true. I have about 20 minutes before I leave." He hopped up onto the counter, setting his eggs aside. "Come here. I'll help you release some stress," he smirked.

Neither of them wasted another second. Lips smashed together, tongues danced and fingers touched.

Reed's hands fumbled with Casey's boxers and when he finally pulled them down, that large cock slapped against his hand. "God, your so big," He moaned, slowly stroking him. When Casey's hands moved to pull his pants down, Reed stopped him. "No. I need to be pent up for the game, after though... I'm all yours. Promise." He smiled. "Now rest your head on my shoulder. Let me do all the work," He murmured.

Casey's face nestled the side of Reed's neck, peppering kisses here and there, even giving him a few love bites.

The redhead's calves wrapped around Casey's legs as he tugged him closer. He stroked the hot cock, already knowing it wasn't going to be long. His free hand moved down to play with those heavy balls, rolling and tugging them between his fingers.

"F-fuck," Casey whimpered.

"That's it," Reed cooed, kissing his head. "You gonna cum for me?" He moaned.

"Yes- Fuck, yes... I'm gonna cum," He whimpered.

God, Reed could get used to that sound. He liked having this control of the blue-eyed male.

Casey's body tensed, teeth biting down on Reed's neck as his balls tightened. Cum spurted from his slit and Reed cooed him through his orgasm, kissing his head softly.

"Better?" Reed asked after he came down from his high.

"Yeah... better. Thank you," He mumbled.

"Good. Now I have to leave for my game. You just chill here, I'll be back in a couple hours." Kissing his lips softly, Reed hopped off the counter and threw on his uniform.

"Bye!" He called out once more and darted out the door.

Casey smiled and stared at the closed door. He could get used to this. Not Reed leaving, but just being his.

Casey didn't bother snooping around his apartment. Instead, he immediately went to Reed's room and plopped himself onto the bed. It smelt like him so much. Deciding he didn't have anything better to do, he hugged one of the pillows and snuggled into the warmth, falling asleep moments later to the sound of the air conditioner.