BL Scenarios ♡

Hot Head• M

- 3rd pov
- Mature content
- Anger issues
- Bad boy
- Jock
- DomxDom
- Switch
- Clichè
- outsiders view

Luca, your typical genius behind cute glasses and messy hair, jumped in his seat as the classroom door banged off the wall.

Marcelo was angry again.

Luca quickly looked away before the bigger gentleman got the wrong idea and thought he was trying to pick a fight.

He didn't feel like getting snapped like a toothpick.

"You're late." Ms. Ghetter scolded.

Marcelo snorted but otherwise said nothing as he made his way to the back of the room where his desk was shoved by the corner. His doings of course.

Luca quickly turned back to the front before he spotted him looking.

Time skip: Gym class

Luca never attended gym class. Instead, he would go outside under the big tree in the back and work on assignments for the upcoming weeks.

He was halfway through his history assignment on religion during Aztec times when he heard a grunt.

Luca looked up and instantly felt his cheeks redden as his eyes widened behind his clear glasses.

Marcelo was pushed against the side of the building by Kento, the captain of the basketball team. From his spot under the tree, he could see Marcelo's hand on Kento's face as they spoke to each other.

The hothead seemed to be apologizing.

Luca squeaked and looked away as Marcelo tugged the male in for a kiss.

- Time skip: Lunch hour

Luca had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a bottle of water. Both were made by his adoptive mother. He took tiny bites of his sandwich while he worked on his assignment.

Just as he got to his last bite there was a crash in the cafeteria. He looked up mid-chew.

"Make another joke. Come on, funny boy." Marcelo fumed. Luca imagined steam coming from his ears as the leather-cladded male grabbed Jess from the table by his shirt.

It was obvious he was too strong for Jess as he struggled to free himself. Luca swallowed his bite of sandwich and reached around for his water bottle. He wasn't one for sticking his nose in other people's business but he had to admit, he was curious as to what Jess had done.

"I'll fucking break your jaw." He was practically spitting in the younger male's face. Luca could only imagine looking into those ice-blue eyes, especially when he was that angry.

He shuddered at the thought.

"Marcelo."

Luca turned his head to see Kento. The mentioned shook his head in disappointment. Luca looked between him and Marcelo who still refused to turn Jess loose.

Kento laid his hand on his shoulder. "You're making a scene." He scolded with dark eyes.

Luca couldn't help but think his voice was softer than the look he was giving the big brute. Marcelo turned to look at him. They seemed to be talking through their eyes. It ended when Marcelo clenched his jaw and reluctantly released a relieved Jess who immediately moved away from the two men.

Luca blinked at the two as Kento gestured to the door. Marcelo seemed annoyed but he followed behind the muscled male.

- Time skip: bathroom break

Luca entered the bathroom and immediately made his way to the sink to wash his hands. Once his pale skin was full of soapy bubbles he washed it off and turned his attention to the mirror.

His blonde hair was a mess from taking his hoody off. His hands worked through the thick strands, trying to get them to stay down.

"Oh fuck. Just like that."

Luca froze at the hissed words. He gulped, debating whether he should run out of the bathroom or listen to his conscious that told him he was overreacting.

He listened to the latter and continued to fix his hair.

A bang came from one of the stalls. Luca quickly turned around with big eyes. He could see the dark jeans and chunky boots, the kind that Marcelo wore.

He knew because he'd once seen him kick a kid and couldn't help but think about how much it must have hurt.

Luca gulped.

"Keep pulling my hair like that and I'm going to pull you out of this bathroom and fuck you on the lockers. So everybody can see how slutty their basketball captain looks when he's been fucked good."

A moan followed the words. Luca stumbled back, knocking his book bag off the counter. He stared wide-eyed at the blue material on the ground then back to the stall where the moans silenced briefly before a husky voice rang out.

"They're listening to us, babe. Probably jerking off to how hot you sound getting your throat fucked." It was Kento that said it.

Luca was shocked at the vaguer words. His brain yelled at him for not leaving. But it was like his feet were glued to the floor.

"I'm getting close. Are you gonna swallow like a good boy? Hmm? Gonna take my load down your throat and choke on it?" A loud slap rang through the air followed by a whiny moan. "Answer me."

A pop rang through the air. The inexplicable sound of wet lips removing themselves. "Couldn't talk. Taste so good. Think I'm addicted to the taste of your dick." Marcelo's voice was thick with arousal. A hint of hoarseness hung in his voice, hinting at what he was doing.

"Yea, you like how it tastes baby." A wet noise ran through the bathroom. Luca's face was red. "Like it on your pretty lips don't you?" A slap went through the air. Kento chuckled. "Like my ass too don't you. Hmm? Stick your tongue out for me."

Luca heard enough. He was ashamed that he stood there that long. He picked his book bag up off the floor and left the bathroom.

Time Skip: End of the day

Luca stood in the parking lot, fixing his book bag on his back so that he could get on his bike. He could hear the student's excitement at school being over.

He paid them no mind as he climbed on his bike. He'd just clasped his helmet when he caught sight of Marcelo and Kento by the black expensive looking vehicle in front of him.

His ears felt hot as he avoided looking at the two. They were only talking but all he could imagine was the noises he'd heard in the bathroom.

His bike rolled past the bike rack. He glanced up one last time to see Kento wink at him and Marcelo's raised brow. His breath halted in his throat. Luca quickly pushed down harder on the pedals of his bike.

Putting the two behind him.