BoyxBoy smut

97~ Porcelain|| Cricky~

Edit: this was written before Porcelain was released, it's a gorgeous song!

Motionless In White hasn't released 'Porcelain' but we thought this would be a fun idea😊😊Enjoy.

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No POV

Porcelain, if there was ever a word to describe a beauty, they would be it.

Chris had insisted on a sequel for 'Another Life', but this time with a twist. He wanted it to be steamy, sexy, beautiful. He wanted coffin sex.

The director brought in a beautiful brown hair women. But Chris didn't want the women he wanted Ricky.

"This is Leah, she will be working with you, Chris." The director spoke as he lead the woman to the boys. Chris nodded, he wanted to work with Ricky, he couldn't bring himself to get close with a woman.

"Are you alright?" Ricky asked.

"Yeah. I'll rather have you in that coffin." Chris whispered.

"I know, do you want me to say something?" Ricky asked as he grabbed Chris' hand.

Chris looked at Ricky and smiled. "Yeah, see what the director says," Chris replied.

Ricky pulled the director aside from the band. "I don't think this will work."

"Why, what does Chris prefer?" The direction asked. "Long black hair, tattoos, piercings and well, boys."

"Oh," the director spoke as he glanced at Chris briefly. "We don't have to film-"

"I'll do it," Ricky butted in. "That way we'll still have a video." He tried his best to hide the relationship from anyone until Chris was ready, he still was coming to terms with his sexuality.

"Is Chris okay with that?" The director asked.

"I'll ask, but I'm sure he will be. If that's okay."

"Of course, whatever he wants."

Ricky smiled and turned toward Chris who was standing in the distance. "Thank you," Ricky spoke as he walked away from the director.

He walked over to Chris. "You better fuck me well in that coffin," Ricky spoke.

"You know I will." Chris laughed as he hugged into the boy.

"All right," The director called. "Let's film a video."

Chris pulled away from Ricky as they walked over to the coffin, Chris helping Ricky in as it was elevated.

"And action," The music played loud over the speaker as Chris lean down locking his lips with the boy.

Ricky wrapped his arms around Chris neck allowing the boy's tongue to enter his mouth. Chris held onto Ricky's waist with one hand, his other underneath the boys ass as Chris rested their weight in his knees.

Ricky couldn't help but to grind up against the boy. Chris cock twitched as it harden. Ricky laughed into the kiss, knowing Chris couldn't contain himself as he continued to grind their clothes crotches together.

Chris pulled back from the kiss, removing Ricky shirt throwing it across the room.

The band tried to stay focus but couldn't help but to glance at the two boys in the coffin. "Chris," Ricky whispered as he noticed them being watched, but Chris didn't respond, he only attacked Ricky's neck, kissing all over his tattoo.

Ricky ran his hand underneath Chris' shirt feeling how warm the boy's skin was. "You're getting into this, aren't you?"

"I can't help it," Chris muttered. He could feel how hard he was. Chris was so thirsty for his guitarist, he wanted to feel him.