Taming Each Other

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Cash's POV
⚠️Smut⚠️

"Sasha Leonard? Umm... she's in our English class, brown hair, brown eyes, taller than an average girl... and you, but not that tall," he nodded, but looked... sad... as I identified the girl he asked me about.

"Yeah, umm, I kinda promised her that I would help her try to date you and that I would talk with you about it over the weekend, so, do you think that you could play along with me when I say I did?"

"I guess, but why do you care? And why didn't she just come to me directly? And why did she go through you of all people?"

"She has... she knows I'm gay," WHAT! "And I think she's going to expose me to the entire school and my parents if I don't help her. She has proof of one of my ex-boyfriends, Max," from the park phone call? "And I don't really know why she wanted my help. Something about thinking we were closer than we are."

"First things first. YOU'RE GAY! What the fuck? Why didn't you tell me?"

"You mean," he paled and started hyperventilating, "I thought Jo would've told you I was after all that questioning."

"She wouldn't ever make someone come out like that," I put my hand in his cheek and scooted closer to try and calm him down, "Which brings me to the next topic. Why would I ever want to go out with a bitch who threatened to expose you like that? It's not ok."

"Well, it's not like I was really planning on telling you that she was going to."

"And lastly I don't know who this Max is, but hopefully one day you will tell me," he smiled softly at me those beautiful dimples showing slightly and there was want in his eyes, "is there any particular reason... other than the whole blackmail thing... that you don't want to help Sasha get together with me?" I leaned slightly closer to where he wouldn't notice immediately.

Panic rises in his eyes again and he quickly looked down. He's never been this shy with me before, "well... umm... I just... she..." I don't know if it was because of the glasses of whiskey I had before Royal came to the door, but he looked so much more... Royal than usual, "you see," he started up again, "I didn't want to help her because... she doesn't... deserve... you," he looked up at me with a look of innocence in his eyes and I couldn't take it anymore.

Downing the rest of my whiskey, that I had been drinking slowly I captured his lips on mine. Hard. We both tasted of different types of alcohol obviously both drunk. But that didn't deter me I pushed him backwards on the couch not letting our lips separate.

I felt a pull at my shirt and quickly pulled it off after that I kissed him again. I tried to undo his shirt calmly, but this shirt had way too much going on so I ended up ripping it open and attacking his neck.

"That shirt was expensive," he moaned slightly out of breath.

"I'll get you a new one," I lifted him up enough to pull the shirt off and started kissing and biting his neck.

He was about to say something else before I found his sweet spot. The moan that he couldn't keep in got rid of the rest of my self control. I pulled my shorts off quickly followed by his pair of sweats leaving both of us in just our underwear boners exposed.

I sucked on his sweet spot for a while before attacking one of his nipples with my tongue and teeth pinching at the other one. I moved to where my thigh was pushing up against his boner and then he started begging, "please, please, CASH!"

"Patience, baby," he moaned louder.

I moved from his nipples and started to kiss the scars going all across his chest. I know scars pretty well. I even had a couple myself, but these scars were obviously inflicted by someone. That was a conversation for when we were a lot less horny and drunk. I started to suck on his abs when I finally put my hand inside of his underwear stroking his member rubbing my thumb across his tip.