Super Rich Kids (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 7 (pt 2): Home Alone

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Mature content below. I'm sure everyone can handle this slight boy on boy action. Enjoy.
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My whole family was out of the house, and for once I was thankful for the silence. I invited Abel over since we had spent one too many nights at his loft already. Rather than do anything productive we simply had simply got comfortable in my room with about ten different bags of chips and three different kinds of energy drinks. I had music playing in the background as I scrolled through the options on Netflix searching for only movies that are five stars because we are picky as hell.

It was relaxing and I wanted nothing more than to do this for the remainder of the night. "Let's watch Cupcake Wars!" Abel walked out of my bathroom looking comfortable and pretty in one of my white shirts. It was a size too big on him and fell to the middle of his thigh. His hair was wet from the shower he took, pale skin glowing and green eyes wide and innocent. He looked heavenly.

"You're addicted to sweets." I laughed while typing Cupcake Wars into the Netflix search bar.

"You're sweet." He murmured crawling onto the bed and placing a chaste kiss on my cheek. I narrowed my eyes at him watching him bat his eyelashes.

"Stop being cute." I felt my cheeks heat up as we held eye contact. "It makes me shy." He laughed and the sound made my heart swell with happiness.

"You don't want me staring at you?"

I shook my head willing the heat in my cheeks to leave. "No, it makes me nervous."

"I like when you stare at me..." He murmured the innocence leaving his eyes and his true colors shown through. There was that dark look in his eyes that screamed mischief and the impish smirk on his lips had me feeling warm.

"I know you do." I whispered into another kiss, this time meeting his lips in something less simple and more heated. I felt hesitant to kiss him. Abel managed to bring out nerves I never knew I had.

"Let's do something fun." He pulled away from the kiss to shut the laptop that displayed Cupcake Wars. I raised my eyebrow watching him push the device to the side. His personality was wild and I wondered deeply how someone could appear so sweet and innocent and yet be this sinful and suggestive.

I smirked at his proposal, running my hands over his thighs. "I thought you wanted to watch people bake amazing cupcakes."

"Shut up and get your shirt off." He laughed, already pulling at the grey fabric. I easily pulled it over my head, tossing it to the side as I felt Abel's hands linger on my chest.

"Your hands are cold as fuck." I shivered watching him roll his eyes. I would forever bother him about the fact that he was always cold. It could be one hundred degrees out and he would still be perfectly content in his long sleeve shirts and jeans. I took hold of his hands letting them warm up in my own. He smiled at the touch and I brought my lips back to his.

His lips were as sweet and addictive as always and I found myself wanting to do a lot more than just kiss him. For all the time we spent together it was shocking that the sexual tension hadn't gotten the best of us. Then again, we spent most of our time together sleeping and watching Netflix. We took Netflix seriously... except for today apparently.

Abel easily fixed himself on my lap, the added weight had me tensing and gripping his hands a little tighter. I trailed my lips against his neck leaving small kisses against his very prominent collarbones, finding pleasure in hearing his soft moans. He unlaced our fingers bringing his now warmer hands up to my hair, tugging on the strands as I marked his smooth skin by sucking gently on the sensitive areas of his neck.