When I open my eyes, Brandon is lying on top of me, giving me tender kisses on my neck, chest, and jaw. He wraps his arm over me while placing his other hand on my cheek and gently massaging me. One leg is being pushed up to the side of me as the other leg is being placed between mine. "Brando, what are you doing?" I inquire while still trying to make sense of what's happening, and while I wait for an answer, all he does is hum and go about his business. I play with the boy's hair while wrapping one arm over his mid-section as he continues to peck, nip, and even lightly bite at the skin he can reach without moving.
(GOD DAMMIT, ERIC FUCK OFF!) *CRASH*
As I sigh, I can hear banging and shouting coming from upstairs. Just before Dooo practically falls into the room, I can also hear Brandon laughing at the commotion. "What the fuck is happening?" I ask now sitting up as Brandon lies next to me, who is obviously now irritated. "Oh nothing, just the usual, you know!" Dooo speaks slowly. "Give me my shit back, Eric!" Eric is being tackled by Matt when he storms into the room; I sigh and stand to separate the two. I take the bag Eric had taken from Matt and give it back to him before shoving them out. "Can you come back to bed now?" Asks Brandon. "The house will either burn down or just somehow collapse if we stay in bed when these fucking idiots are around, so, we should get up." Brandon groans at the thought of having to leave the comfort of the bed, but soon agrees to get up.
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