A/N: would you look at that almost a month not uploading this lmao. And I know most of you guys are probably sick of these kinds of things in fanfiction or generally, but I just thought it was very called for to put it in here.
So WARNING: self-mutilation involved.
AND SMUTS. Maybe minor smut, not really major. Okay I lied, it's more than major. So enjoy ya hornies.
[Lachlan's POV]
"Robbie.....A-are...A-Are y-you...okay? You've been in there for...quite some time now." I say sheepishly as I walk into the bathroom checking up on him. "Whatever you have on your mind, let me help you with it."
I'm not really good at these kinds of things...As in cheering people up, or comforting them, or even trying to talk them into opening up to me...kind of things. I'm just not really good at handling the emotional department.
But seeing as that Rob is in that state right now, I figured I should comfort him. I can't stand seeing him that depressed, despite how cute he actualy looks isolating himself.
"Come on, Robert. Tell me what's bothering your mind." I say as I slowly walk to him and kneeling next to him.
He was just sitting in the tub filled with hot water, which should already be cold by now. Just sitting there, with his legs folded close to his chest, hugging it, and resting his chin on his knees staring at something for too long
He continues to do the same response to me that he did before; Flashing a smile on his face, followed by a subtle shake of his head. After every sentence I say, he just does the same.
Feeling frustrated, I drop the towel that was previously wrapping my lower waist and droping it on the floor, followed by inserting my leg into the tub one by one behind him, and hugging him from behind right after.
"There, there, Robbie." I say as rest my chin on one of his shoulder, staring at him, and sometimes even kissing his cheeks from there. "Let Little Lachy in your mind."
He chuckles to my use of that name. He out of all people knows that I hate being called that or calling myself that so much. I just hate trying to act kid-ish or being treated like one.
He finally turns his head to the side facing me, and connected our lips. At first it was subtle countless pecks, but sooner it turned into a tongue battle of peace.
I let loose and stretch my legs out laping against his as he does the same. He was sitting somewhat on my crotch, or in a way directly at the end of my crotch. I slowly lean my back to the tub as I pull Rob with me making him lean his back on my chest.
I decide it's time to make my move. From wrapping and intertwing my arms with Rob's and resting it against his chest, I slowly move one of my hands down until I reach his thighs massaging it a little before I grab his little member.
"Naa-uh. If you want to do me, do me right. I'll wait for you outside" He says leaving the tub bare naked before I could touch him. He didn't even dry or even wrap himself in a towel upon leaving. "Don't leave 'me' hanging." He says with a pun I assume with a dirty smirk on his face as he leans against the door before leaving.
[Rob's POV]
"Lachlan, come out of there right now! I'm freezing myself to death waiting for you out here! And I don't know how to work your air conditioner!" I say shivering and quivering by the bathroom door.
It's been almost 10 minutes or more since I came out. What's keeping him so long? Definitely not my dick that's for sure. I'm just excited. He's letting me top tonight, and it's my first time.
I decide instead of icing myself to death, I should figure out his air conditioner. I make my way to it, and study it before actualy meadowing with it. It's super high-tech and complicated. So many buttons to click on and the fading of the words of the button isn't helping one bit.
