mostly smut, some of them are quite kinky-ish, just check the individual chapter warnings. the first ones are probably bad, they're older.
more on my Tumblr @goblinontour
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The summer heat had a way of sapping all energy out of him, but it wasn't just the sweltering sun that made him feel drained. He was on another trip with his parents, somewhere along the Mediterranean coast, where the days stretched long and lazy, and the evenings were filled with the murmur of distant waves and the clinking of glasses at seaside restaurants. It was picturesque, he couldn't deny it. A dream for most. But Alex didn't really care about any of it. He barely paid attention to the name of the town they were staying in, let alone the itinerary his mum had carefully planned. He just followed them from one tourist spot to another, nodding along and letting his mind drift.
This year, though, there was one thing he was truly grateful for. His own room at the hotel. Thank. God. For the first time, he didn't have to share a space with his parents, and that meant a semblance of freedom. A small mercy that he wasn't going to take for granted. He could finally breathe, finally escape into the only thing that seemed to matter right now: you.
He wasn't ungrateful. Really, he wasn't. The trip was a nice gesture, and he loved his parents. And he appreciated the effort they put into planning these trips. But he was seventeen, and his world had shrunk down to the size of his phone screen. All he cared about was getting through the obligatory family activities so he could retreat to the privacy of his room and text you. It seemed like all his thoughts were consumed by you. Every moment not spent thinking about you felt like a moment wasted. And it wasn't just the daydreams. He craved the attention, the connection, the immediacy of knowing what you were doing, what you were thinking, what you were feeling. He just wanted to talk to you. To feel connected to you, despite the miles that separated you.
The day had been a blur of sun and sand, none of it really registering in his mind. The beach was beautiful, sure. Sapphire waves lapping against golden sand, the sky a perfect, endless blue, but all he could think about was his phone. He'd spent most of his time on a lounge chair, squinting at the screen that was far too dim to make out in the sunlight. The sun was relentless, making it almost impossible to see anything, even with the shade of the umbrella and his sunglasses. But he didn't care.
Every few minutes, he'd unlock it, hoping to see a new message from you, only to be frustrated by the glare. He was counting down the hours until he could make an excuse to leave his parents and escape to his room.
Eventually, he'd had enough. His parents were still content, sipping on their drinks, discussing dinner plans or something like that, but Alex had to get out of the sun, had to get back to his room where he could finally text you without the interference of the relentless brightness. He stood, mumbling something about needing a break from the heat, and his mum waved him off with a smile, none the wiser to the real reason for his retreat.
