markus pov:
its the first day of school. me and my boyfriend have been together all summer but our parents dont know. we are afraid of revealing ourselves to the world as two gay men therefore we disguised ourselves as two homophohic cishet boys.
*time skip to school*
i got my timetable for the year and my first thought was how many of my classes i have with taylor. my eyes search for him in the busy concorse, looking at every single table searching for my love untill i finally saw him. sitting at a table with the rest our friends with an empty seat next to him. he always makes sure i sit next to him.
i sat down and he just started to moan about the classes he has untill he saw that im in all of his classes, a dream come true for the both of us. our friends were getting suspicious so we had to throw a couple of homophobic slurs to make it even.
the bell rang therefore we had to go to class, first period, science. we entered the class room and looked at the seating chart. im seating next to taylor at the back of the class, yay! as soon as we sat down he started to stroke my thigh under the table, i looked at him in his deep ocean blue eyes and growled under my breath. i could sense a dense start to build deep inside of him.
his small thick thumb started to stroke the inside of my thigh, i didnt know what to do so i just clenched my jaw and tried to focus on class. me ingnoring him made him burst with anger, i could feel his intense stare on the back of my neck i knew if i turned around i could see the pure rage inside of his eyes.
taylor leaned towards my ear and whispered 'dont be a bad boy and ignore me' those 8 words send shivers down my spine. the teacher yelled at them to stop talking making everyone look at them. i looked down at the table filled with embarresed, my ears and cheecks turning red.
'sorry miss.' said taylor sarcasticly while looking at me with a smirk that you could spot from a mile away because he never wore masks.
the rest of the period was a nightmare, taylor kept on stroking my thigh with his gnome hands. he even pressed up my ass to show me his teenie tiny boner right infront of everyone; i love how confident he is. i always love how confident he is.
at the end of the period he whispered 'after school im coming to yours.' and didnt talk to me for the rest of the day. hes so dominant and i love it.
*469 words*
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markus x taylor
Romancetwo bros are in love but are afraid of what people would think so they mask it from their class mates by being homophobic.
