Odd Tronnor One Shots

Prom

Prom was coming up and Connor was all ready. For a lazy day.
Troye was in the popular squad. He wore his brown hair in a quiff, he had a nose and lip ring, and he was extremely good looking. Also, he was 100% straight. Well, that's what he said.
"Move it!" Troye hissed, shoving Connor's shoulder. Connor felt small.
"Tyler, who are you going with?" Bethany asked, appling a slightly tinted lip gloss.
"I haven't asked anyone, but I have my eye on someone," He winked. Beth giggled.
"What about you, Troye?" Beth bit her lip seductively.
"Probably Kayla," He shrugged.
"Nope, she's going with her boyfriend. What about Matthew or Ryan?" Joe answered. Troye groaned.
"No thanks. Matthew's a horrible kisser and Ryan's going with his girlfriend," Troye scrunched his face.
"What about Connor," Tyler joked. Everyone bursted into laughter.
"Not that nerd!" Troye snickered.
Meanwhile, Connor, Zoe and Meredith were laughing about a magazine on Animal Reproduction.
"Wait so when Lions have sex, it hurts the female because males have spikey dicks?" Zoe giggled.
"Apparently so," Connor replied, amusement twinkling in his forest green eyes.
"Lucky I'm not a Lioness then," Mere said. The others giggled.
"You 3 be quiet!" The librarian shouted at them. They nodded, then went back to laughing their heads off.
On the night of prom, Cheryl, Connor's mother, forced Connor to go. He wasn't impressed.
"Connor, you came?!" Zoe shrieked in excitement.
"Yeah, mom forced me," He sighed. Mere tip-toed to whisper something in Connor's ear.
"Like half the school are going to a club afterwards, apparently someone booked it," She whispered.
"And your point is?" Connor raised his furry brows.
"We're going," Mere announced.
"What do you mean by we?" Connor sassily placed his hands on his hips.
"All 3 of us," Zoe grinned.
"Damn you!"

Connor moved his hips to the music. Grind On Me had just started playing and basically everyone was grinding on their girlfriends or boyfriends.
Most of the teenagers was already drunk. Connor was a bit tipsy.
"Hey babe, you wanna grind?" A mop of curly hair asked Connor. He giggled and nodded. Curly head dragged Connor onto the dance floor and they started grinding on each other.
Troye let out a moan as Connor's ass briefly brushed the tip of his hard on. Connor turned around and pushed him against the wall.
"You dirty little slut," Connor whispered, kissing Troye's neck. Troye tangled his fingers in Connor's soft hair.
"Let's take this upstairs," Troye whispered, biting Connor's ear lobe. Connor nodded.
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"Ugh," Troye groaned, his head pounding.
"Troye?!" Connor gasped.
"Oh my fucking god," Troye rasped.
"Did we..?" Connor asked, covering himself with a stuffed care bear.
"Well what the fuck do you think, there's cum everywhere!" Troye yelled, anger growing in his stomach. Connor's eyes accidentally landed on not-so-mini Troye. It was hard.
"Can...I help you with that?" Connor asked timidly. Troye sighed and obliged.
Troye's first blowjob was given to him by his enemy.