Trust me, I'm Lying [Boyxboy]

Chapter Twelve

"Please?" his green eyes growing big, trying to get me to say yes.

I sighed, "Why do you even want to go to Prom? It'll be a bunch of drunk people, half of which I don't like, dancing, which I don't do."

We were in my room, my parents at a work dinner, and Aaron at a friends. Cole stood behind me and placed his mouth right below my ear.

"Because I asked you," he breathed, kissing my neck.

"Are you trying to seduce me into going to Prom with you?" I asked him with a joking tone.

"Is it working?" He began to run his hands underneath my shirt. To say I was getting excited would be an understatement.

"God damnit, Cole." I whined.

I heard his light chuckle behind me, and my pants were soon unbuttoned. 

"Just think about it. You, me. Prom," Cole said in a husky tone. Oh, I was thinking of us two. However it had nothing to do with Prom.

His hands slipped into my boxers, and I let out a moan at the sudden contact. I could picture Cole smiling in success behind me. 

Cole gently pulled me against the wall, and then got in front of me. He looked at me with a smirk and kissed me, catching my bottom lip with his teeth. 

"It'll be fun," he said pulling apart.

I looked up at the cieling in exasperation. I had a huge hard on.

"Huh, looks like you have a problem," he looked at my shorts.

I gave him a flat look, which he only laughed at.

"Okay. Okay." He held is hands up. "Why don't we make a deal."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "A deal."

"Yes. I'll fix you're problem. You go to Prom with me."

I gave him an incredious look, "But your the one who gave me a hard on in the first place!" 

He shrugged, "Alls fair in love and war."

I folded my arms, "Fine, then I can deal with it."

He cocked an eyebrow, "Oh?"

I nodded.

Cole then grabbed my wrist and moved me to the bed. He was too strong, and I was too weak from Chemo, to be able to get out of his grasp. 

He flopped me down on the bed, and straddled me.

"What are you doing?" I questioned.

"Letting you deal with it."

Before I could ask what he was talking about, he crashed his lips onto mine. Cole didn't even ask for entrance, he just slipped his tounge right in. I tangled my hands in his hair immediatly and grinded my hard on against him through my shorts. He lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it beside my bed. I tugged on his, and did the same.

Cole reached down and started massaging me through my shorts, and I moaned. 

"Shit. That- That's not fair," I said raggidly. I felt the curve of Cole's smile against my lips.

He tugged my shorts down, and left them around my ankle. His lips left my mouth and I felt them traveling down my kneck, to my chest. His cold fingers played with the elastic of my boxers until he pulled them down.

Cole's lips finally found me and I groaned in pleasure. He flickered over my tip and I moaned and felt pure excstacy. He then took me all in his mouth and then out. Then faster. Until he had a steady pace going. I grabbed onto his hair and titled my head back.