Okay, since my last one got deleted, I made another one. I'm in a bad mood right now so I guess typing smut helps idfk bye (and this is like really long so your welcome)
Jerome's POV
I was sitting criss-cross on my bed, editing a video with my laptop, but then Mitch walked in.
My eyes glance at him but back on my screen. Then he sat on the right of me.
"Jeroooome..."
"Hm?"
"Whatcha doin'?"
"Editing some videos."
I wasn't really giving my full attention to him, so I guess he forced me too.
"Well," he paused, grabbing the bottom of my laptop.
"It'd be a shame if someone were to take your laptop away." Mitch continued taking the laptop completely off me.
"Mitch- I was edit--"
"But hey," he cuts me off and purposely gets on his knees to bend over and set my laptop on the floor, putting his ass all the way up. (he has a nice ass amirite)
Oh. Thats what he wants.
When he got back up, he turned to me. And of course his whole face was plastered in lust. Slightly smirking.
I grinned a little and he sat on my lap, wrapping his legs around my waist. My hands automatically land on his hips as he grabs my jaw to lift my head up.
"Since Lachlan went back to Austrailia last night..." Mitch begans, leaning in till his lips brushed against mine.
"We can do whatever we want now."
I couldn't resist. I press our lips together and they instantly move in a sync.
Instinctively, my hands travel more down to his bum and I give him a squeeze.
It's been a while. Specifically 5 months.
Since our last time was during the ski trip. We tried on our birthdays, but Ryan and Lachlan were there.
Mitch starts to grind into me, our lips still moving together.
I take my hands away from his bottom and grab the hem of his 'Fish Fish Fish' shirt and pull them up.
His arms go up and we pull away from kissing, but he just takes it off to make it easier.
My eyes instantly glue onto his body. And oh his body.
I've been so close to almost just giving up and start making out with him in front of Lachlan.
Especially during the 6 Feet of Gum Challenge we did where Mitch took his shirt off.
It actually almost happened during the Sour Warhead Challenged when I lifted his shirt off in front on the camera just to be funny.
But I was actually just trying to admire him within only seconds. Between those seconds, I was considering pulling him away so I yanked his shirt but he just laughed and said "Thank you, Jerome." Like it was nothing.
"You like what you see...?" Mitch grinned down at me. He grabs my hands and puts them on his chest.
How does someone have such a perfect body?
Letting my hands do what they want, they move all over him. I look up at Mitch and start to kiss him again.
During the kiss, my fingers trace his abs which was turning me on.
I pull away from his face and grab his sides, forcing us back. I get on my knees for support and Mitch falls onto his back.
But I move off the bed, pushing my couch out of the way, and take my shirt off since I was getting hot. I then pull Mitch around so he was on the edge of the bed but facing me.
