DeadPlate (+CF,EH,EC) Drabbles And Oneshots!

(CF) Friends With Benefits

3rd pov, not straight up sexual acts but heavily implied.

ITS NOT SA‼️‼️‼️

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Winnie and Augustine were best friends. Everyone in their school referred to them as "two peas in a pod," but they also noticed how Winnie was quite touchy with Augustine.

They both had gym class, but they weren't doing anything important. Their teacher had allowed them to do as they wished, so the two of them sat down on the bleachers.

Winnie had already wrapped his arms around Augustines waist, practically cuddling him from the side. Augustine was used to this behavior, so he only shrugged, looking down at the other kids.

"Winnie, do you really need to do this?" He mumbled, putting his jaw in his palm, resting his elbow on his knees. Winnie didn't comment, pressing a firm kiss to the man's neck. Augustine jumped at that, glaring at Winnie.

"What the fuck man?" He scolded, rolling his eyes. "Not at school." He grumbled, but Winnie didn't listen, only kissing his neck again. Then again. Augustines face was slowly turning red.

Augustine shuddered, a shaky breath escaping his lips. "Winnie.." He murmured, biting his lip. He could feel Winnie smirk against his skin, kissing further down his neck. Winnie shifted Augustines shirt, kissing the space between his neck and his shoulder.

"Not.. fuck—someone's gonna see us." He snarled before suddenly gasping. Winnie had bitten down on the hollow of his neck, sucking the skin softly. It was sure going to leave a mark.

Winnie giggled softly, kissing his jawline. "Awhh, Auggie. I know you like it~" He cooed, smirking. Augustine gasped, biting his lip immediately after.

"Ghh.." He huffed out, covering his mouth with his hands. Winnie's smile darkened at that, his hands trailing to Augustines thighs. His hands caressed his clothes thighs softly, kneading his palms against the sensitive muscle on his inner thighs.

Augustine tensed up at the new sensation, gasping. His face was red and he was squeezing his eyes shut. Augustine had sensitive thighs because of an accident that happened when he was younger, and Winnie always took advantage of that knowledge.

Even though Augustines legs were clothed, he could still trace the outline of his scars. The scar was caused by boiling water, back when they both were almost 8. Augustine shivered, whimpering into his hand quietly.

"W—.. mhh- Winnie, stop.." He moaned into his hands, eyes still squeezed shut. Winnie pressed a final kiss to his neck before retracting his hands. "Heh, you know I love you." He murmured, smirking. Augustine shuddered a third time.

"I hate you." He whispered, even though he knows he doesn't mean it.