"I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It's so fuckin' heroic." - George Carlin
Preston's POV
"Well jeez Preston do you answer the phone like that all the time? You could never make it as a telemarketer."
"Dude, what do you want?"
I walked into the kitchen, and looked for a bottle of wine. Trust me, I'm going to need it talking to this wanker.
"I...I wanted to apologize for my behavior."
After about a minute or two I finally found a wine bottle in the cabinet. Now where are are those wine glasses?
"Psh Kenny I should kick you in your fudging teeth right now."
"Look, I know at the bondfire I was a dick-"
"A huge dick."
"Yeah I was."
I looked around for wine glasses for the second time and still can't find them. Something made me glance down at the sink. I'm going to kill someone. I am legit going to kill someone! Who used all the wine glasses and didn't even bother to wash them!?
Why couldn't they use the same glass?! Hold on a second, don't tell me. I went over to the fridge and searched for Robs chocolate milk. I looked over at the trash can and saw the whole gallon in there.
"I've been dealing with ways to handle my sexuality and look I'm sorry for the way I acted."
There was a note on the refrigerator, I took it off and read it.
Hope you don't mind ;) - Matt
"That motherfucker! I'm going to kill him because he used all the wine glasses and Robs going to kill him because he drank all of his chocolate milk! Talk about dead man walking."
"What?"
"Did you say something? I wasn't listening."
I put the note back on the fridge and poured some wine into a purple mug. I brought the mug to my mouth and took a couple of sips.
"Really Preston?"
"Ugh Kenny just get to the point."
"Well since you ignored what I just said how about we talk about it at the Midnight carnival."
"The Midnight carnival?"
"Dude, we have been living in Texas our whole lives! You're telling me you've never heard of the Midnight carnival?!"
"Nope."
"Anyway come so I can apologize to you properly."
"Fine, whatever just text me the details."
***Warning***
I hung up the phone and took another sip of wine. Arms wrapped around my waist, which made me set the cup down and turn around.
"So my surprise is you?"
Rob began placing kisses along my jawline and tugged at my shirt. Sharp moans came out of me as Rob started rubbing me through my thin pajama pants. Looks like someone is horny.
"Mhm."
Rob leaned forward and captured my lips with his. He set me on the kitchen counter without breaking the kiss. His tongue exploded my mouth as I opened my mouth and turned this kiss into a heated make out.
There was something poking my inner thigh. With each poke a moan came from both of us. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair. I tugged at his thick locks, earning a deep hearted moan from him.
Rob pulled away from my lips and started biting my neck, quickly finding my sweet spot. Lust and love was the only I could think about. Nothing else mattered in the moment besides the man I loved and I.
"How about I pour us some wine, and we take this to the bedroom?"
He pulled away from the hickeys, satisfied with his work. He gave me seducing smile and pecked my lips.
"I'll be waiting."
Rob set me down from the counter and I started walking towards the bedroom. But before I could even take two steps Rob slapped my ass, causing me to gasp and turn around.
"Naughty boy!"
Rob gave me a wink and blew me a kiss. I made my way to the bedroom and laid on the bed.
I'm about to have sex with Rob. Oh my God I can't be more ready.
***Warning Over***
I heard a loud slam come from downstairs as I heard Rob yell something that cracked me up.
"MATT YOU BITCH, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU CHOCOLATE MILK THIEF WINE GLASS HOE!"
A/N: I'm in a smutty mood ;)
#Summer
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The Summer Fling (Poofless AU)
FanfictionNoun, Plural: Flings /Fling/ A short period of enjoyment or wild behavior.