Hard to Get (Kellic)

Chapter 7| Other Things That Happen on Mattreses

Vic's POV

"Do you wanna get changed, so we can get in bed?" Kellin asked me, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He had been yawning and rubbing at his eyes for the past half hour now. I was sure he was extremely tired, even though it was only around 10:00. We had spent the last few hours jut talking, and Kellin had shown me more of his incredible artwork. I smiled at him; he looked disheveled and almost like a tired child. Though, still being myself I had to make a sexual remark.

"Only if I get to watch," I teased, knowing fully well that he wouldn't let me.

He blushed, looking down shyly. "D-do you want me to get you something to change into?" He asked as he picked himself up off the floor.

"Yeah sure, but I don't know if they'll fit me," I said, my eyes scanning his petite body size.

"I'm sure I'll have something, plus, you are shorter than me," he giggled. I glared at him jokingly.

His giggle was so cute; despite the fact that he just insulted my height I found him absolutely adorable. "Ha ha, you're so funny," I replied, rolling my eyes but smiling at him still. Normally I'd get angry when someone insulted me, even playfully, but Kellin said things in such a way that made my heart beat just a little bit faster.

He walked over to the dresser, digging through it to find something. As he bent down, I got a nice view of his ass. Damn, he had great ass. "Mmm, you should bend over for me more often. It's a great sight," I hummed suggestively as I undressed him with my eyes. For now I'd have to live with only the thought of him naked and bent over the dresser, hearing him scream as I slammed into him. The way those jeans fit him in all the right places made me want to squeeze his ass and thighs; hopefully he'd make the same noises as he did during my tickle attack.

He whirled around almost at an inhuman speed when he heard those words. He tossed a pair of pajama pants at my face. He looked so uncomfortable, not knowing what to say to me. I loved that I could do that to him, make him squirm and blush with just a few dirty remarks. "I'm going to change in the bathroom. The door locks, and don't you dare try and break it down," he said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"It really is waste of time, putting a new pair of clothes on. I'm just gonna take them off when you come out," I teased, still scanning my eyes over his body, a body I would gladly suck on any part of. He rolled his eyes at me, obviously a little sick of the game I was playing. I was gonna keep going though, this was just too entertaining. He walked into the bathroom without answering me.

After he left I pulled my shirt from my torso, my socks and shoes from my feet, and my pants down from my legs. I looked over at the pajama pants that Kellin had thrown at me and smirked. Like I was going to wear pants... I then waited for him to finish changing. After a few minutes, he walked out. His eyes widened when he saw me. "Vic, put some pants on!" He demanded, throwing his hands over his eyes. It was all an act though, I could see him peeking through the cracks between his fingers.

"They didn't fit," I lied; I hadn't even bothered to pull them past my ankles. "I normally sleep naked anyway, but I know you won't let me do that. So really, you should be glad I even have boxers on." I walked towards him and put my hands on my hips. "Don't lie, seeing me almost completely naked excites the hell out of you," I whispered, my face extremely close to his burning red one.

He took a step back, looking at our feet. "Come on, l-let's get in bed. And I'm s-sure those fit you. If not, I'll find you some other ones," he stuttered out.

"Don't try and constrict me Kellin. It's bad enough I have to lie next to you the entire night without trailing my fingers under your-" He punched my arm, obviously trying to get me to stop. It felt like getting punched by a five year old; he was so weak!