* CHRISTMAS SPECIAL *
Hi!
This is a holiday special, so I hope you even had the time to stop by and read this. Regardless of if you did, this is the oneshot, and I hope you like it!!
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Ship: Nogla harem
Top(s): Tyler, Evan, Brian, Marcel & Jon
Bottom: Nogla
AU: Team 6
Setting: /
Type: Smut
Warning ⚠️: The chapter you're about to read contains swearing, degrading, sexual intercourse, use of sex toys, and other mentions or situations that may disturb, trigger or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised. 🔞
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Tyler's pov-
[TUESDAY]
"Fuck, were late again." I cursed, glancing at the time as me and Nogla hopped into my car. He laughed at that, throwing his head back in pure delight.
"Heh- oopsie dasies!" He said with an innocent shrug, the both of us laughing at that.
"Hell, they're gonna give us absolute shit." I smiled, shaking my head as I started the car. Nogla hummed, nodding his head as he popped one of the peppermint sticks I had in the cup holder, into his mouth.
"Yup. This is what- te sixth time t'is month?" He asked, glancing over at me as he pulled his seatbelt on. I backed out of the driveway, eyeing the rearview mirror as I did so.
"Uh, about the sixth or seventh time, yeah." I nodded, drawing a wince from him. He then let out a long exhale, folding his legs as he leaned back into the chair.
"We're totally fucked." He muttered, causing me to burst out laughing.
I don't remember the exact day or time it started, but I knew it was just an ordinary hangout with the guys and I.
We had all moved to Las Angeles --despite a lot of us hating the city-- so that we could all be a little closer. Brock, Scotty and Anthony couldn't make it, having their own personal excuses as to why. Regardless, they still fly out and visit often.
Anyhow, I remember it was the weekend when all of us decided to get blasted and party all night. We were celebrating something, but I couldn't quite remember. We were already wasted at the time, and had decided to play some spin the bottle.
Not the 'makeout' or 'seven minutes in heaven' kind, but the truth or dare kind.
It had landed on me and Evan being the little shit he is, decided to ask me what my social security number was. I was drunk, but not drunk enough to give out shit like that.
We really had no strict rules to the game, seeing as how we had downed three whole bottles of vodka between the six of us. So, I was able to change my pick to dare.
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