Psycho Sawyer (MANxMAN)

Chapter Four

📎AN: picture is Sawyer from seven years ago the song is the song playing in the flash back part! Totally loving it!

Chapter Four:

Hercules had finally found out his father was Zeus (about bloody time if you ask me) and I was truly enthralled by the movie. Sawyer, however, hadn't stopped wriggling around. And every time he did so, he became closer to me and his glorious smell intoxicated my senses and I found myself getting distracted all over again.

"Stop moving!" I hissed quietly, not wanting the lads to notice.

"I'm not comfortable though." He whined childishly. I laughed.

"Shh! How am I supposed to be able to hear what's going on if you two keep flirting!?" Cody asked, turning and glaring at me.

Derek spun round staring at the both of us. Sawyer jerked up, wrapping a loose arm round me. I scowled, ignoring Sawyer and turned to Cody. "You've watched it like a million times Cody! You already know what happens!" I retorted, still keeping my voice low.

Cody shrugged and stuck his tongue out at me. I flipped him the bird and he was pulled closer in to Oliver's arms; Oliver giving me a stern look. I rolled my eyes, before catching Derek staring at me.

I mouthed the word "what?" To him and he glowered.

"Fudge to?" He mouthed back. Wait- fudge to? I slipped my phone out of my pocket and sent a quick text to Derek.

Seconds later my phone flashed and the word 'flirting?' Appeared on my screen. I began to type my reply when my phone was snatched out of reach from behind me. Sawyer grumbled to himself before sliding my phone into his Jackets' pocket.

I growled to myself before feeling myself being lifted up. I raised my eyebrows as I fell onto Sawyers chest in between his legs. He wriggled his bum and sighed heavily, ruffling my hair as he did so. I was content with the way we were sat and so I said nothing.

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Two very annoying songs later and I was beginning to doze off. Just as I was beginning to slip into a welcomed coma, I felt myself being moved around again. A weightlessness over took me and I opened one of my eyes, not realising I had closed them, and saw I was being carried into my room.

"Why are we going to bed?" I asked, now more aware of my surroundings.

"Because I'm tired." He replied shortly. I chuckled and then let out a manly shriek as he threw me down onto the beds comforter. "But I'm not!" I replied, hoping we could stay up and, I don't know, talk a little? He laughed quietly, looking down at the floor for a moment. Looking up, he stared me dead in the eyes before sliding of his jacket. I watched, crossing my legs over one another and sitting up straight.

He laughed at me before pulling his T-shirt over his head from behind: His blissful biceps pulsing as he did so. The energy saving lighting was doing wonders for his chiselled perfection he probably called a torso. And all of a sudden I was ready to be fucked from behind. Dear lord he is FINE! With a capital 'D' for daaaayum. I watched eagerly as he strut his way over to the light switch.

And turned the light off.

He chuckled as I threw myself down, now enveloped in darkness. I heard the jiggle of his belt buckle and leaned over my bed to the feel for the other light switch on the wall. Finding it finally, I flicked it on to see Sawyer pulling his jeans down. I clapped happily, crossing my legs once more and gesturing for him to continue.

He laughed throatily, and shook his head. Approaching me slowly, I smirked. Now for me to get what I wanted! I honestly knew it wouldn't take long before he wanted a piece of all this. He crawled up the bed towards me and grabbed me by the shoulders. Pushing me down slowly, and then wriggling his way into the quilt. I chuckled, until he wrapped me up heavily and made it a major struggle for me to breathe.