~Male crush x male reader~

Mine, pt. 2 (lemon)

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Y/N POV:

"I'll be in there in a second, baby. I just need to get my things from the back of my car."

"Okay, C/N."

I step out of C/N's car and approach my front door, unlocking it and letting myself inside. I remove my jacket and hang it up on the hook next to my door. I ascend the staircase and glance into the rooms I pass by in the hallway, quickly finding my bedroom and going inside. I place my phone on my charger and kick my shoes off, placing them in my closet.

I'm about to lay down on my bed when I notice something out of the corner of my eye. I turn my head and see that I accidentally left an explicit drawing I made of C/N and I out on my desk.

Shit. I need to put this away before-

"I'm here, Y/N."

I hear C/N's voice and I look up, turning to face him and closing my sketchbook behind my back. I look up at him with a soft smile, my heart fluttering when I notice the way he's leaning against my doorframe.

"Hi."

C/N's eyes dart to the sketchbook hidden behind my back. He raises an eyebrow curiously, pushing off from the doorframe and walking closer to me.

"Whatcha got there?"

C/N reaches out to tug at the sketchbook. I feel a mild sense of panic and I try to laugh it off, leaning back against my desk.

"Nothing, really. Just a drawing I was working on."

C/N's grin widens at my nervous reaction. He leans in closer, his voice low & teasing.

"Nothing, hm? Then you won't mind showing me, right?"

He reaches for my sketchbook again, his other hand resting on the desk beside me and effectively trapping me.

Fuck.

I swallow nervously, my heart rate picking up as I internally search for a reason to not show the drawing.

"It's, uh... it's not done yet."

C/N's eyes gleam with curiosity, and he tilts his head to the side with a smirk.

"That's okay... I won't judge."

His gaze flicks briefly to my lips before returning to my eyes.

"Please, Y/N?"

I can't help but feel my heart melt a bit at C/N's pleading tone, letting out a soft sigh when I realize I can't deny him anything with that voice.

"Alright."

C/N's grin spreads from ear to ear, triumphant. He straightens up and waits expectantly. As I hesitantly show him the sketchbook, he leans in to look. His eyes widen almost imperceptibly, his breath catching as the drawing sends to render him speechless.

The sketchbook page shows a drawing of me laying back on a bed with my hand in my hair, C/N's head between my thighs as he sucks me off. As he looks at the drawing, I'm looking off to the side with a bright, embarrassed blush on my face. He glances at me, then at the paper, then back at me as he swallows hard.

"Is that... Is that me?"

My face reddens further as I hesitantly nod, hiding my face in my free hand as C/N continues to examine the drawing. He reaches out, tracing one finger gently along the curve of my side in the drawing, his touch mirroring the action as he reaches out to caress my side in real life.

"And what were you planning on having me do to you?"

My eyes slightly widen above my hand at C/N's unexpected question. I remove my hand from my mouth after a bit.