A Blue Neighbourhood ••Tronnor

DKLA

A/N: K so first I was thinking this was gonna me a cutesy "miss you" thing but then my depressingly dark soul just took care of it all and turned it into this sad hot mess.
Btw this oneshot is soo Gasoline (and boy that song does things to me) and yes I also hate myself for this story ":)"
Tyler's once again gonna be the ex boyfriend in this AU, but I just cANT STOP SHIPPING HIM WITH THEM BOTH?! Okay Tronnor is my OTP, but Troyler and Conler is so cute too!! I feel horrible for making Tyler this person who breaks everyone's heart 'cause he's bae af
Just like usual, I'd love if you comment what you thought of it darlings
Sad smut warning

***

-Connor

Lips met lips as my halfway naked body felt Troye's hands stoking it. His left hands fingers went up and down my spine while his other hand were tracing my abs. His curls were in my hands and my tongue was in his mouth. The lower parts of our body's, the ones that still was covered by dark jeans, were rubbing against each other. We sat in his messy bed; him on my lap, only making the height difference bigger than it already was. Small moans were leaving our lips just to be swallowed by one another.

But it wasn't the person in front of me who ran my mind. He wasn't the one I wanted to be here with, he wasn't the one I loved.

I squeezed my eyes together to stop thinking about my ex boyfriend, Tyler, who was the one I wished I could press my lips against. I think I flinched a bit because Troye pulled away from the kiss and let his hands stop their movement.

"Are you okay?", he asked whilst trying to catch eye contact with me but I looked away.

"Of course"

"Am I doing anything wrong?", now his voice was pinched with worry, or maybe it was anxiety. He was afraid I didn't think he did good, which he obviously was. Otherwise I wouldn't be here, but he would never be Tyler. And I will never be able to love him like I loved Tyler, I will never be able to love anyone like I loved Tyler.

I gave him a weak smile while shaking my head before I let my lips meet his again. His hips started grinding against mine and my hands kept moving in his hair. He placed his hands on my shoulders before gently pushing me back down in the bed.

He sat over my hips, bent over me and I pulled him closer. My eyes were closed and even though his body structure not was like Tyler's at all I tried to picture the blonde boy over me exempt this brunette.

My hands left the curls of Troye's hair to move down his spine and grab him on his hips, my thumbs massaging his sharp hipbones and the rest of my fingers under his jeans.

It was Tyler who was sat over my body, not Troye, I tried to tell myself.

I felt bad for thinking about Tyler when I was with Troye, but that was what I had to do to keep myself together. This was what I did whenever me and Troye were together. I think this is the main reason I'm still here on this earth, if I would've accepted that Tyler didn't want to see me anymore I would've given up a long time ago.

I'd heard that distance would make the heart grow fonder, but that was obviously said by someone stronger than me. I needed the company of another person to feel okay.

Troye let go of my lips just to press his lips against my collar bone. He climbed down to sit on my things instead of my hips and my hands went to his neck. His lips drew a wet line of kisses down my torso as he climbed lower down my body.

I spread my legs so he could sit between them. He placed his weight on his elbows, on the mattress beside my hips. He took a grip of my jeans and pulled them down a bit before I felt his lips against my hipbone and let out a light moan, he knew that was my weak spot.

I felt his smirk against my skin but I didn't look at him. My gaze was turned to the ceiling, my mind doing everything it could to imagine Tyler between my legs.

The warmth of his lips left my skin and I felt the cold air where he had been just a second ago. He pressed his palm against my erection whilst his other hand unzipped my jeans. He used both his hands to remove both pants and underwear from my body and threw them on the floor. I felt his gaze on me and I lifted my body, placing the weight on my elbows to look down at him.

A teasing smirk curled his lips whilst he placed his both hands beside my hips. He kept eye contact with me as he slowly lowered down over my length that now was pointing right upwards, and he still kept eye contact when he placed his lips at the top of it.

The tingly feeling spread in my body as I let my back fall down on the mattress, my arms fell flat beside my body.

His right hand was still placed on the mattress beside my hip while his left hand took a grip around my length. I lifted my right leg to place it on his shoulder as he took me in his mouth. My left hand flied to hold on to his hair again but my right hand grabbed the mattress as I gasped for air, when he started sucking.

I was once again facing the ceiling but there was nothing else to do but moan into the air while the boy I had no feelings for was giving me this indescribable pleasure.

My back crooked and I pressed my head down in the pillows as I released into his mouth. He removed my leg from his shoulder and climbed on top of me again, one leg on each side. The lower part of his body that still was covered by the clothing, pressed agains my totally exposed, lower part.

I was heavily breathing from the orgasm but his lips met mine in a short kiss where I could taste myself before he pulled away. I looked straight into his eyes that were only vaguely blue in the dim light.

"I love you", he whispered. A thing that I could never say to him, being completely honest.

To avoid having to lie, I gave him a smile before lifting my head to press my lips against his and let my tongue lick them. He seemed to not have been expecting that but went with it and let my tongue in. I pushed and rolled around to get his body under mine and his legs locked around me. I pressed my hips against his crotch and used my right hand to unzip his jeans, to think about something else than the guilt that was turning into a lump in my throat. I hated myself for using Troye as a temporary fix for my broken heart, he deserved so much more than this.

I guess I won't be keeping love around for a long time.