• Troyler Smut Collection •

Part 3 • Curiosity & Excitment

Still Troye's POV-

After my fun little act in the shower, I slip on my black skinny jeans then a navy and white striped shirt. Also to spice things up I spray some of my Calvin Klein cologne around my body, applying a little extra in the pit area. "Perfection.." I sing to myself in the mirror, then add a snap of the fingers with a classic Troye Sivan wink.

I heard the exaggerated collusion of 'shhh' from Caspar and Joe hit me as I walked into the living room humming 'Starships'. "Sorry." I mumble when I suddenly realize they're watching a movie. Quickly I scavenge for a small snack to eat for my trip back down to the pub. "Hey mate, can-" I cut off Caspar with a loud rushed 'Shh' just in return for him. Caspar rolls his eyes, "Funny.." A laugh falls simply out of my mouth disappearing as fast as it came. "An eye for an eye my friend." Joe cuts in, defending his boyfriend, "Will make the world go blind." I scoff grabbing the keys to the Lexus, "Believe what you want Mahatma Gandhi." Caspar snorts, trying to keep down a laugh.

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After the short drive there, I arrive at the old fashioned pub to meet up with Tyler. I push on the entrance doors wondering why they weren't budging. My face flutters to a red dark color of embarrassment when I realize you pull. "Idiot." I say to myself out loud, not caring if any soul in the world heard me.

When I get inside I notice nobody's here. Like legitimately not one single person, though when I hear some rumbling around in the back kitchen I pause thinking it might be him. "Tyler?.." I call out. Within seconds a voice perks up from Behind the doors to the kitchen. "Troye?" It comes out mumbled but not inaudible. I chuckle a little, grabbing a seat at the bar waiting for the short stack to appear.

After a moment or two of waiting he finally comes out from hiding and takes a seat next to me, gently placing down a drink in front of me. "What is-" Tyler shushes me, bringing his finger to my lip. Kinky.. "Hush young child, it's a surprise." I bit my bottom lip questioning if I should drink it or not. Who knows it might be drugged. "Drugged?" He shrugs his shoulders taking a sip of what seems like the same beverage as mine, "Might have to try it to find out." I roll my eyes knowing he's messing around with me. "So, how's it been going?" Tyler questioned me. As usual I wonder in and out of reality on deep topics like this that make me think, 'Really how has 'it' been going?' when finally I feel the tap of a finger on my shoulder. I stutter trying to find the right words that sort of just scattered when I was drifting off not too long ago, then finally they all come back. "I-it's been going.. Quite interesting." Tyler raises his brow, gesturing to give him more of an detailed answer. "It's been tough and one hell of a journey so far.." I pause for a moment hesitating to go deeper. "I've lost everyone important to me for the most part and now it's just Me and the guys always on the road or in the air.. Taking trips left and right to run away from responsibilities and what not."

"Such as my album. I quit putting in all the effort after time went by and just stopped writing because all of my creativity just.. Sorta disappeared and found someone more deserving of such a gift." I sighed leaning onto the bar with my elbows, resting my head in my hands. "And so now I'm here with no career. No backup plan. No money. No home but with Caspar and Joe.. Literally life just kicked my ass." A said smile is prompt on Tyler's face. Slowly he takes his thumb and wipes the tear that escaped my burning sockets. Maybe he can tell the lump in my throat is forming because of the way I rub my throat and redden in my face. "So h-how a-about you." The harder I try to not stutter the worst it gets.

Tyler gazes into my eyes, ready to say something then decides against it, reopening his mouth finding different words to replace the unfit ones. "I've been.. better." He chuckles a little while rubbing temples.

"Hell, I've been a lot better." His mouth hung agape for a moment. "I've just been working my ass off. Yah know? Six hour shifts, 6 days a week.. I mean granted that's 36 hours a week - and of course people out there do more - though that's the most I've ever kept at." I find myself nodding slowly, and taking sips of my mystery drink. " I don't know, I just- I need to push myself to do this work so I can get paid and save for a flight back to the states."

Tyler sighs, slides down from his stool with his empty cup in hand. "Done yet?" I shake my head 'yes', I mean one of us has to drive home right? Quickly tilly brings the two cups back into the kitchen and comes right back out in a rush. Following him, I slide down the stool, taking the generous hand he offered me. "Thank you, kind sir." I bow sarcastically. In return I get some disrespectful eye rolls.

"So wanna head to my place?" Tyler rocks back and fourth on the tips of his toes, with his hands grasped behind him. "Sure, but I'm driving alright?" Without any agreeing consent from Ty, I steal the keys to his Chevy from His back pocket. For a second it seems as if he's going to fight me for them back but he settles with my final decision and moves on. "Ugh, fine."

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*Time Skip to his Apartment*
Tyler's POV-

Looking over at him - Troye - it just makes me wonder why I ever had the single thought to break up with him. I mean Troye is just the most perfect human ever made on this planet with the biggest heart out there. He was the only person in the world who made me realize what true love was and I'm such a fucking idiot for-

"You there Ty?" Troye draws me out of my heavy daze of regret, thankfully. I sigh pinching my chin into butt cheeks, "Mhm.." He nods offering me a smile, then places a hand on my lower back. I swallow harshly not at all expecting the physical touch.

"So, whatcha wanna do now that we're here?" Troye then - as before - guides his hand lower so it's on my butt. Easily I can tell that my face is burning up, matching every shade of red out there to be known. Which I should of saw coming was the firm squeeze he gave on my ass cheek, in a response I accidentally let a slight moan escape my lips.

Leaning down he whispered something in my ear that just made my skin crawl with goose bumps, and the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand. Though my heart pumped with excitement and my head spun with curiosity.

"Because I have an idea."

A/N
Okay hi.
I know this took me forever and a day. Please don't come for me /.\

Uh so I guess I can use this time to explain a few things as to why it did take me nearly a month to update.. Well first of I've just moved from Florida to Texas (yay.. xc) and that means no more close friends to just get up and go over to their house whenever or getting excited about if my best friends are in the same class as me or even just stepping outside and breathing the air I've learned to love over the years, so I'm pretty bummed out. BUT, to fill my time now that I've gotten settled in I'm going to use my time to practice my writing and just.. write. Soooo except faster updates than a month (but don't go overboard) and I will try my best for you guys (this goes for all stories).

p.s. The picture for this chapter just basically was my favorite after searching an hour for guys groping each others butt.

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