Chris Fehn x Sid Wilson [Oneshots]

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Third Person POV

   The band had gotten back from a performance. Sid  had almost immediately went upstairs into his room, a little tired, but not enough for him to fall asleep, despite throwing himself onto his soft bed.

   It wasn't long before the sound of the door creaking open filled the silence of the room, causing Sid to open his eyes, looking over at the door.

   It was Chris, who had his seemingly permanent smirk on his face.

   "Oh, hi, Chrissy..." He greeted, his words a quiet mumble.

   He was met with silence, only with the sound and feeling of the bed shifting a bit under the added weight of Chris getting onto it.

   And suddenly, without any warning, Sid found himself underneath his bandmate, with the percussionist straddling his body, keeping him in down on the bed.

   "What are you—" Sid began to ask, only to be cut off by the other man starting to slowly run his free hand down Sid's body, from his stomach all the way down to his hips. While he ran his hand he had a perverted smile on his face.

   "My love...~ you trust me right?~" Chris looked down at the smaller band member with a playful and flirty look in his eyes.

   Sid slowly nodded his head, as if hesitantly saying 'yes'.

   "Y-Yeah..." He hesitated, his skin feeling a little tingly in the places his friend's hand had touched. "...why?"

   Chris then smirked, he was thinking of something very naughty.

   "I want to try something... don't move..."

   Chris was starting to unbutton Sid's shirt as he said this A nervous and slightly panicked feeling in the turntablist's chest rose as he watched the other man's actions. But still,  despite that, he continued to lay there, silently and uncertainly watching the buttons on his shirt being undone.

   Once the rest of Sid's shirt was unbuttoned, Chris began to slowly run his hand over the other's chest and stomach. Feeling it, admiring it. After a bit he smirked again.

   "You are absolutely beautiful.... I honestly regret not noticing how beautiful you were when we first met~" His hand started to move a bit lower to Sid's pants, touching the belt that was holding them up.

   Sid's face blushed a light shade of red as he realised what was likely to come.

   He opened his mouth to speak, though had obviously hesitated a bit.

   "Are you...sure that you want to do this...?"

   He mumbled. But the way he spoke was as if he was also asking himself this question, unsure of whether he, too, wanted this to happen...whatever 'this' even was.

   Chris then looked deeply into Sid's eyes, his blue eyes piercing into the other's green ones.

   "Of course I want to do this, I want this more than anything... I want you more than anything. And besides I'm already doing it anyways~"

   Chris then started to unzip Sid's pants and slowly took them off of him and tossed them aside, the garment of clothes hitting the floor with a soft 'thud'.

   "..."

   Sid had no response to the answer he was given, his body relaxing a little, no longer tense.

   He quietly sighed, his expression a bit downhearted and unsure, trying to understand his own feelings towards this entire thing. He just felt confused about all of this, everything coming onto him so suddenly... but at the same time, maybe be kind of liked warm sensation of Chris' hands on him, and the feeling of actually being wanted by someone, being wanted for who he actually was.