Dustin's POV
"Chase stop." I laughed
"Is Dustin ticklish?"
I nodded trying to grab his hands.
He stopped and kissed me, I tangled my hands in his hair. His hands gripped my waist, roughly.
He pulled back and looked at me.
I nodded
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I cuddled Chase's bare chest, he kissed my head.
"Dustin?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you ever wonder what would've happened if you stayed in California?
"Yeah... sometimes."
"I wish my mom didn't push me away..." He sighed
"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault." He kissed my head.
I hovered over him and kissed him.
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Our breath was heavy as I laid beside him.
"You need to be a top more often."
I smirked
He started kissing my neck.
"Chase don't you dare, my dad will kill me!"
"It's not like he doesn't know."
"Chase."
His hand slipped farther down my body.
I rolled on top of him.
"Chase"
"Dustin"
"I love you."
"I love you, a bit more."
"A bit?"
"A bit more then you ever will."
"I don't know if I should hit or kiss you...."
He pulled my head down and our lips battled as his tongue slipped into my mouth.
His hands roughly gripped my ass.
"You don't have to be home tonight right?"
"I don't think I'll be going home anytime soon."
"Round 3?"
"You horny little fucker."
"You know me so well."
I rolled off him.
"Have fun with yourself." I walked off to the shower.
"Wait for me!"
