✨One-Shits of-Dungeons and Daddies- for zero reason✨

A Night out with Weed

Glenn had woken up to a dimly lit room, the window was open and there was soft rock music in the background from before he had fallen asleep, there was pressure on his chest and partly on his stomach. He looked down to see two things, 1) he was shirtless and 2) Henry Oak had been using him as a pillow as he slept.
He let out a low hum before looking to the open window, a trail of smoke coming from a forgotten blunt. Glenn sighed and took a small drag, letting the smoke flow out of his nose as he breathed out. Henry stirred awake, his eyes still closed.
"Mercedes? My love?" His voice came out dry and weak, Glenn giggled before playing with Henry's hair. Henry let out a tired hum, leaning into the touch rather than against it, he pushed his face into Glenn's chest and listened to a soft heartbeat against the demon.
"Henry," Glenn spoke playfully and calmly, his voice sounding gravely and rough from waking up minutes before. Henry, realizing it was Glenn he had been talking to, shot up and looked at Glenn. Glenn was wearing old sweatpants with a hole near the ankle of the left pant leg and no shirt.
"I-oh uh Glenn!" Henry quickly rushed out, the demon chuckling below him.
"Yes, Hen?" Henry shuddered at the memories of the nickname, the way his dad had always called him that no matter his true name.
"Don't- please don't call me that." He paused. "It brings back... memories of Oakvale." Glenn nodded in understanding.
"What'd you need, Henry?" He asked, watching as Henry tried to remember what it was he was going to say. "Can't remember?" He asked, seeing Henry sigh in defeat and nod.
Henry looked over at the window, still opened with a blunt leaking smoke to the outside. Glenn took notice and grabbed the blunt, offering it to his friend. Henry took a long drag of the blunt but instead of letting the smoke out into the air around him, he cupped Glenn's face. Glenn, understanding what he was about to do, parted his lips and leaned more into Henry, who was straddling Glenn's thighs, parted his own lips and let the smoke go into Glenn's mouth. The two kissed as the last of the smoke went into Glenn's mouth, Henry still cupping Glenn's face like his life depended on it.
"Smokey kisses all you wanted?" Glenn asked as smoke left his mouth, his smile brighter than the brightest light. Henry was in awe as he kissed the man before him passionately but sweetly. The kiss was meaningful for both men, no matter the reason, which is why they longed to never part but the need to breathe followed them till they almost blacked out.
"Yeah, I knew you wouldn't mind though." Henry said, lying against Glenn once more.
Henry's thoughts drifted back to Mercedes, her deep brown hair, those beautiful eyes, her loving actions, and her beautifully crafted body. Henry felt his face go a bit hot at that last thought.
"What could you possibly be thinking about, Oak?" Glenn laughed, glancing down. Henry, being confused, looked down at where Glenn was, he saw a bulge in his sweatpants and quickly covered it turning a deep crimson and turning his head to look away. Glenn laughed harder.
"S-sorry about...t-that." Henry stammered out, only to be met with more laughter.
It's fine, Oak, you want some help with it though?" Glenn's laughter died down to a chuckle as he grabbed Henry's chin to make him be face to face with him.
Henry nodded, embarrassed over the whole situation, he heard Glenn chuckle.
"Work with me here, Oak. What do you need, what do you want, do you wanna go all the way, do you want a blowjob? A hand job?" Glenn asked, Henry had to think for a little.
"Mm, a-all the way? Or... just do whatever I really don't care." Henry sighed, Glenn smirked and brought Henry into his lap.
"Remember, you're letting me do whatever I want." Henry nodded before gasping softly as Glenn's hand snaked down his pants to his dick, slowly stroking it. Glenn continued to slowly jerk off Henry and Henry kept gasping softly mixed with soft moans every now and then.
"Ngh,~ G-Glenn wha-ha,~ what are yo-" Henry's moan filled question was cut off by Glenn stopping, earning a whiny groan from Henry
"You alright Henry? You seem, well, unsatisfied." Glenn smirked as he saw the druid glare at him. He chuckled and pulled off Henry's shirt before taking his own off.

Henry knew it was rude to stare but how could he not? Glenn was a very hot man for starters, but to add that he was buff, would be an understatement. Henry couldn't keep his eyes off of Glenn's muscular physique and long peppery hair outlined everything hot about the man in front of Henry.

"You good, Oak? You've been staring for quite some time now, but I can't really blame you, I mean have you seen how hot I am?" Glenn's face was covered in a smug smile and Henry hated how well it fit on him.

Henry nodded, taking the still ignited blunt and took a long drag, keeping his and Glenn's lips separated to tease a kiss, grinding against Glenn's bulge as he did so. Glenn, now finding himself in a vulnerable position, took hold of Henry's hips with one hand and forced him to stop while he grabbed Henry's chin with the other hand, kissing him before Henry could stop him.

Henry began undoing Glenn's pants as Glenn bit his bottom lip, making him gasp and letting Glenn sneak his tongue into Henry's mouth. Henry, finally getting Glenn's pants off, began to fuck with his own pants.

"You want some help cause right now you're not doing anything to help yourself." Glenn said after breaking the kiss, Henry hesitated before nodding slowly. Glenn dealt with Henry's pants before asking the question, "What position do you feel most comfortable with?"

"I- what?" Henry asked, not really getting what Glenn was asking.

"What position, like sex position." Glenn clarified.

"O-oh uh, any? I guess?" Henry said, still confused as shit. Glenn nodded and moved him onto his back and pulled both of their boxers off. Henry couldn't help but be nervous, was he really gonna have sex with one of his best friends? One of his hot, hot friends.

His thoughts were interrupted by Glenn harshly slamming his dick into Henry's ass and making him moan from the sudden contact.

"Henry, be quiet. We don't want anyone to be woken up now, do we?~" He teased, grabbing Henry's hips, lifting them a bit for better access and to keep him still before thrusting into him once more, this time more aggressively. Henry bit his lip and tried not to moan out.

Glenn kept thrusting into Henry at a steady pace, slowly getting faster with each one. Henry was in pure ecstasy, he had to admit it, he didn't mind admitting it unless it was to Glenn. Glenn didn't need to know.

Groans, skin hitting skin, moans, grunts all filled the room as the two continued on. Both of them getting closer to their climaxes as the time went by. Glenn's thrusts got painfully slowed for both of them as he waited for Henry's climax to hit him.

"Hah~ Glenn-holy fuck, y-you're so fucking good at this.~" The words floated out of Henry before he could stop them, not that it mattered to him as the moment went on.

"Heh, thanks, Oak. Fuck, are you tight.~" Glenn's smug smile was plastered to his face as Henry's climax hit and he let himself cum deep inside of Henry's ass.

The two sat there for a moment, heavily breathing as they rode their highs. Glenn pulled out a bit later and he collapsed onto Henry's chest.

Henry giggled as he started to play with Glenn's salt and pepper hair. Glenn sighed and let Henry continue with playing with his hair, a soft sensation came with it. He soon fell asleep there, Henry following suit a few minutes later after covering both of them with a nearby blanket.