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22: PROMISE

This is pure filth pls skip it💀

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Ashton takes pause at that, probably not expecting Skylar to be that forward. He has no idea why it's such a shock, however, since that's pretty similar to how it was last time. Skylar made the first move then, too, and was not subtle about it.

"We're in the middle of a conversation," Ashton says, but he's obviously not opposed. Skylar's heart is racing in anticipation as he pulls himself even closer to the guy. Wow, he is really excited for this. Clearly he missed it more than he thought. Well, more than he was willing to admit to himself, at least.

"A dumb conversation."

"Actually, a really important conver—"

"Is that a no?" Skylar asks him, raising his eyebrows in expectation. Ashton purses his lips for a moment, jaw flexing, possibly in irritation. Skylar reaches up and starts running his fingers through the guy's hair. Skylar has made it quite obvious he no longer gives a shit about the conversation. Ash should give up on it. They both know Skylar is far too gone to change, even if Ashton doesn't quite know the extent of it.

"It's a rain check," Ashton decides on. Skylar resists the urge to roll his eyes. "Until we sort this out."

At that, Skylar actually does roll his eyes. "Sort what out?"

"You," Ashton replies seriously. Skylar can tell that his body is starting to relax, though. He can feel it, actually. "Promise me you're done with this."

Skylar really does not like making promises. Whether he plans on keeping them or not, he just really hates that level of commitment. It feels like signing a contract. Sacred or something. He's broken them before, and it always feels like shit, so he'd prefer not to make them at all.

"How about I suck your dick instead?" Skylar asks, hoping it will be distracting enough that Ashton will fucking let this go. It kind of works for a second

Ashton blinks at him, tensing up again, and his eyes go sort of unfocused. Skylar can't help the smile that makes its way onto his face when he realizes what Ashton is definitely thinking about. After a moment of silence, he seems to snap out of it. "I know you're trying to distract me."

Skylar tilts his head a bit, and Ash's eyes flash down to his mouth for a moment. This answers his next question before he even asks it. "Is it working?"

"No."

Oh, he's a fucking liar. Skylar decides to emphasize this be reaching down and grabbing the button of Ashton's pants. He begins to pull it through the hole, doing the same to the next one, and about to unzip the zipper. However, Ashton prohibits this by grabbing his wrists. Before he can say more bullshit, Skylar talks.

"Don't act like you're not into this. Just a second ago, you were all over me." He says, ripping his wrists out of Ashton's grip. He then grab's Ash's hands, and places them where they'd been before. Right on his upper thighs, and Ashton doesn't resist. He could overpower Skylar easily, but not only does he let Skylar do this, he spreads his fingers out so they cover more area. He probably doesn't do it consciously, but it's quite telling where his head's at.

"It's called first aid," Ashton says distractedly. Skylar goes back to unzipping his pants, "you should probably look into it."

"You should probably shut up and move on," Skylar responds easily, and wow, the tables have turned. Up until this point, it's mostly been Ashton teasing him and making him nervous and everything. However, now Skylar's reached his limit. Now he's figured out how to handle this, how to get what he wants without the risk he'd been concerned with before. So, Ash can't complain about something he signed up for.