Sticking two hot heads who've had it out for each other since day one didn't seem smart. But yet that's exactly what happens. Roman and Will didn't "click" together, the closest they were to having something in common was their swim team and their n...
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He was dreaming of an earthquake, it was California so it wasn't out of the blue, but it was shaking the whole room. It was actually making him a bit dizzy. Something was gripping at his shoulder blades too, and he could hear screaming, on the higher side like a little whining baby. There was yelling getting louder and louder...
"Wake up, dipshit." A voice called out, and Will instantly lifted his eyes, Roman's face almost jumping scaring him.
He took a minute to take in his surroundings, blinking his dry eyes as he looked from the annoying boy to his messy room. The black-haired boy's hands were at his shoulders before they slowly slipped away.
"Why are you here?" He sounded bitchy.
Will tried to recall last night. He remembered a pretty intense argument about... well probably something stupid, then they were making out. Then he remembered a broken lamp and laughing their way into Roman's room. Then he remembered Roman's moans and breathless gasps as he rammed into him. God, he remembered the deathly grip he had on his hips, and then a few rounds and he guessed they passed out.
He chuckled lowly, his voice deeper as it was just morning. "I guess I fucked you so hard, we passed out." He had a sloppy grin as he sat up on the bed.
Roman flushed but continued his early rants, "This is my room, I didn't fucking invite you here."
"Please, you were forcing me onto the bed." He smirked, throwing the sheet off and getting up to expose his naked ass.
Roman, who remembers their nakedness last night, got red at seeing him and turned around in decency, "You can't sleep h-here!" He turned around to see Will still naked with his muscled back turned to him, and he quickly turned the other way, "You sleep on the couch next time, okay?"
Will glared as he fought with his clothes to put them on, "I think you would prefer me fucking you than me fucking the couch all night." When he felt a pillow get thrown at him he chuckled and threw it back. His eyes trailed to the dirty sheets with semen, sweat, lube, and used condoms. Ever since they bought them, they have definitely been putting them to use and in all honesty, Roman seemed to be enjoying it more. God, he remembered his chants and begging last night before he came all over the bed.
"You're so gross."
Then he remembered something, "Wait..." He took a step back and gave a slanted grin toward Roman, "I'm having a hard time remembering what happened last night... Was I hitting something or?" He slowly stepped closer to the boy, walking like a predator to its prey.
Roman's exterior tensed, "I-I don't know what you're talking about." He quickly looked away, refusing to look into the blond's eyes.
"I think you do," Will smirked, sensually going onto the bed and throwing his thighs over Roman's legs as he wrapped his arms around his neck. "Hm?" He questioned again, cocking his head to the side as his eyes narrowed into Roman's.
