𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 • 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

them reacting to finding
out you read smut...

• 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

I'm sat on top of Tom, straddling him while he plays games with his friends.

I'm scratching his hair while I read, my head rested on his shoulder.

"You okay?" He says every 10 minutes, checking in on me with a quick kiss on the lips.

But this time I don't even hear him, too invested in my book.

I'm reading twisted love and it just got... spicy. If you know what I mean. So I can't really help tuning everything else out.

"Hm?" Tom says, removing his headphones and looking at me as I shuffle around on his thigh.

"Nothing. I'm reading." I say quietly, feeling myself grow hot from the filthy words on the page.

"Y/n, I can feel you throbbing on my thigh. Is the book that good?"

My eyes widen and I feel my face blush with embarrasment.

"Tom!" I mumble, closing my book and he smirks.

"Hm?" He says, now acting clueless but starting to nibble and kiss my neck, stealing a whimper from my lips.

"Like that?" He whispers, sucking my sweet spot and I spoil him with another whimper in return.

• 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 •

"Watcha reading?" Draco says, surpising me and I squeal.

I'm in my dorm, just reading while waiting for Draco to show up. We normally spend Saturdays together.

But he showed up unannounced, probably seeing me all flustered at the words on the pages I was reading.

Draco never knew about what I read, but it was nothing to hide - it's just something I... enjoy.

But based on his raised eyebrows, he's read enough. "Fucking hell, Y/n."

"What?" I say, snapping my book shut and looking up at him, acting innocent.

"You're a naughty one, huh?"

"No clue what you're talking about." I say, giggling as he leans down behind me and nibbles my neck.

He comes in front of me and takes the book from my hand, setting it down.

"Whenever you wanna read this shit, come to me for quick release instead of reading it. You never last too lon-"

I interrupt him witb a shocked gasp. "Not true!"

He chuckles, picking me up and setting me on the bed.

Okay, maybe what he said was true.

• 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 •

Lorenzo scrolls on his phone, mindlessly stroking my hair as I lay on top of him.

I silently smirk to myself as my book suddenly becomes more interesting and I mindlessly shuffle around.

"What happened?" Lorenzo mumbles at my sudden movement.

"Nothing." I say, looking up at him. But his gaze doesn't meet mine, it looks over my shoulder. Uh oh.