Fool me and I'll fuck my bestie| Max Green X Monte Money (Trans AU)

If your lover fucks someone else, then just fuck your best friend.

Disclaimer: this oneshot contains sexual content between two afabs written by a 15 Y/O Virgin that has no idea how to exactly make this work. I'm already drowning in embarrassment so bare with me guys.

Pov. Monte

Max and Ronnie had an argument. And it was absolutely pissing me off. Max wanted them to finally be official, while Ronnie simply wasn't a person for a monogamous relationship. I know they loved each other. Both of them knew that. Literally everyone that just sees a picture of them together knows it. But they had different views of a relationship they want to have with each other.
"Listen, I don't even want to fuck anyone else. I just don't like the thought that I couldn't if I wanted! Why can't you understand that?", Ronnie now yelled. That was the first time since their first argument ever, when they were really just friends, that Ronnie really yelled, almost screamed at Max. Right after there was only silence. Max hated being yelled at. I could hear him sob and decided to finally step in their little fight. They where standing in a different room at this abandoned house we were in for a "Band shoot". Ofc it was as unprofessional as it could get, but that's not the topic here. Right when I wanted to step in the room they were in, Max stormed off and ran down the stairs. While I was trying to stay calm, Ronnie was caught in his own inferno of anger, punching the wall and yelling at himself. I know that he was more angry at himself and the whole situation than at Max. He could not be truly angry at Max. No matter what happened between them. I looked at Robert and my brother Michael, trying to ask them for help to handle the situation. They seemed to get my hint and brought Ronnie out of the house. Somewhere far away from the situation that caused the Singers anger.
As soon as they where gone I looked around the house for Max. I couldn't find him, and slowly started to think that he'd might gone home. But then I heard crying noises that definitely sounded like it was him. I found him sitting in a fragile looking closet, knees up to his chest, his chin laying on top. He looked at me, his reddened tear stained eyes broke my heart. I held my arms out just for him to crash his head into my chest and to sob into my shirt. "Come on buddy, we go to my place. You can stay with me there. ", I said, comfortingly rubbing his back.

As I said we went to my place afterwards. Me and my brother lived in an apartment together but Michael stayed at Roberts for the weekend so Max and I had the apartment for our own.
After a few hours Max was okay again. His reaction to being yelled at, especially from people close to him was always intense. He's very sensitive with that kind of stuff.

Now where he was done with crying, he seemed to be extremely pissed. "What is it Maxie?", I asked carefully.
After a few moments of silence he said: "Ronnie lied. He does fuck another guy. Regularly. And it's not just that. I know that they have feelings for each other."
His voice sounded so empty when he told me that.
"He's an asshole.", I sighed.
"He is. But he's supposed to be my asshole. Or at least not a liar. ", Max replied frustrated.
"I wish I could do anything to make you feel better.", I said quietly.
"You could fuck me senseless. Would help to at least forget it for a bit.", Max laughed. But something inside me knew he was actually serious about this one. So I decided to give it a shot. 
I lightly grabbed his hair on the back of his head and started to kiss him roughly. He let out a surprised gasp followed by a small moan. He didn't expect me to follow what he'd said. But I knew he would happily follow my lead. My other hand that wasn't tangled in his hair slowly found its way under Max' shirt.
His cold snakebites and his hot lips where going to make me lose my mind.
He climbed on my lap and let his hands slide under my shirt, somehow managing to not brake the kiss. I let my tounge slid over his under lip, asking for entrance. He opened his lips a little, letting out a small moan.
A surprised noise came from him short after. His hands had found my binder. The kiss broke and an uncomfortable silence was about to rise.
I realized that I never told him that I was born in a female body. I knew that he was too but that didn't make the situation any better.
I was about to apologize and shit but he just pulled my shirt over my head. Both my hands were laying on his hips. Again I was about to say something as he skeptically looked at my binder. "This kind of binder is really fucking bad for your ribs. Why didn't you just ask for advice god damn it?", he said and gave me a sympathetic look. I sighed in relive and told him I would next time. Then I carried on kissing him. He wanted to open the side hooks of my binder but I quickly stopped his hands and shook my hand no. I was fine with having female parts downstairs, but my boobs made me deathly dysphoric. He seemed to understand and let go of my still closed binder. Once again I broke our kiss. This time to bring my mouth down to his neck. I lightly bit into his soft skin here and there. Not long after he gave me an obvious noise that signalized me that I had found his sweet spot. I bit him a little bit harder and he moaned. His moaning was so hot oh my god.
"Monte please bite me harder!",he moaned frustratedly. How could I not go after his wish? I bit him hard and began to suck on his beautiful pale skin. I always had found a liking on him. How could I not? His moans were the best answer to my actions.
We somehow managed to get to my room and as soon as the door was closed behind us, I pinned him against the wall, leaving more marks on his neck an shoulder area. He let out small whimpers and moans.
After I unbuttoned his Skinny jeans I let my hand slide into his pants and slowly started to palm him through the thin fabric of his underwear. Max' moans got louder, he slowly started losing control over his breath. I could feel his heartbeat getting faster and alone that was pleasure for me. He was wet and Sexy.
I could feel his legs starting to shake.

(Yeah I know. Stupid interruption. But I have absolutely no clue how to write that so I'll skip that part here)

I smiled to myself. Max' head was resting on my chest. His soothing little snores were the only sound filling the room now. I knew that this wasn't a big thing for Max and not gonna lie it wasn't for me either. We're friends. It's a better feeling to fuck your best friend than to fuck a stranger.
I was full ass aware that Ronnie and Max would make up. And that something like this would probably never happen again. And I was completely okay with it.

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS. SECOND ENGLISH SHORTY IVE EVER WRITTEN. I hope it's not too disappointing tho xD