Something About Him {Vincent x Phone Guy}

Cloth Against Skin {Chapter 19}

{A/N: I'm so sorry it's been more than a month but here it is, hope you like it ^_^) }

Desmond's P.O.V

My brother was never the kindest to me. Since he was the oldest he would always have to babysit me when dad went out late at night for work, and it was a living hell. It didn't matter what room I was in, he was somehow there, jumping out from behind the couch or in the closet to scare me with those stupid masks. Then I'll cry and he finds it amusing. His friends do the same thing when they come over, always jumping out from somewhere scaring me with those freaky masks. I thought I had someone on my side who would protect me, or so he said, but I was a gullible child, because eventually the bear betrayed me too. I guess I shouldn't call it betrayal, but that's what it feels like, brothers shouldn't pick on their little brothers constantly to the point that they get scared of you and cry, fathers shouldn't be going out late a night and returning home without saying a word, little boys shouldn't have dreams of torn up animatronics from a children's restaurant. That's why I labeled ourselves 'not normal', and we're not, I can't just pretend that we were. Tonight felt like one of those nights, the nights where I felt like all my limbs were detached from my body, where I couldn't stop twitching. I didn't like these nights, but I had to endure them. I open my eyes just a bit, and in that tiny gap between my eyelids I could see glowing red eyes.
No...
It's just a dream...
It's just a...
Suddenly my room had transformed, this wasn't my room anymore, this was now the home I used to live in with everyone. Two doors connecting to the side hallways and a giant closet in front of me, all my toys were scattered on the floor. I felt chills down my spine and began to cry. Not this, not this again. I can't take it! I'm going to turn insane just like my father!

I got up and opened the left hallway door. I was about to step out when I noticed mangled ears and a metal face looking around the corner, then slipping away. No... not him. I ran away from the door and looked into the other one, where there was nothing. I sighed in relief. I looked around onto my bed, I jumped back,ramming into the closet. There were 3 tiny bears with sharp teeth and glowing eyes, they flew off as soon as I saw them. I slouched down and wrapped my arms around my legs and dug my head into my knees.

"This isn't fair," I sputter through tears.
"Poor child." A feminine voice mopes, I look up to see a kid much older than me. Her jet black hair slipped onto the floor. She was beautiful, but her eyes were soulless.
"W-Who are you?" I ask, wiping the snot with my pyjama sleeve.
"Your worst nightmare." She said, it sounded so cheesy but she looked serious.

I woke up sweating. I was in my room, the room I belonged in. I opened the door and see how dad and other dad were doing, they slept close together. Pulling each other close like one small gap could kill them. I softly smiled and climbed into their bed, squeezing into the middle, fitting into the gap. Finally, I didn't have to be scared anymore, I had a place where I belonged.

-~-~- Last Night -~-~-

Scott's P.O.V

"V-Vincent." I stuttered.

He smirks and begins to playfully pull up my shirt, slowly pulling it up to my collar bone. I blush in embarrassment, I probably looked like such a wimp with no abs. Vincent lowers his head and his slick tongue presses against my stomach. I can feel my stomach flipping as he swirls his tongue around it. I cover my mouth and moan, Vincent glances up and grabs my wrist, he looks a bit hurt.

"Wha-what?" I ask, what did I do wrong?
"Don't cover up your cute moans~" He purrs.

He moves his head up higher to my nipples. I can see the lust in his eyes, he licks his lips, ready to devour me, but this... I've never experienced 'this' before. I want to push him away, but his fingers glowed against my hips, his tongue was like an electric shot. It all felt so good, and I didn't want to lose it, but I don't think I'm mentally-
Vincent bites the left one. Hard. I shriek in pain and push against his forehead, forcing him to look straight at me.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I yelp. "I was trying to tell the readers how I was feeling and you had to go and interrupt it! Also, ow!"
"Sorry," Vincent mopes, he grabs my wrist and removes it off his forehead, slinking back down onto my chest. "I can't control myself~"

Again with that line? Did he have anything else to say? It still made me blush though, so I rested my hands at my sides, giving him permission. He went on this time to softly bite it, I could feel his teeth, his saliva, it all felt so warm. I began to softly moan, holding onto Vincent's purple hair. He removed his mouth and began squeezing the left one with his fingers, while he licked the other one. I couldn't take these emotions at once.

"Hey! You're hands are cold!" I shout.
"Sorry, let me warm them up now~"

He reversed it. This felt really weird, but at the same time really good, like when you're freezing for a long time and you finally wrap a blanket around you. It felt so warm that it was hard to complain. He moved up, placing both his hands on each nipple, he licks my collar bone, placing more of his saliva on my skin. Even though his entire body weight is on me, he is somehow light. We're both panting and moaning and our thoughts are filled with nothing but each other. He placed marks on my collar bone and neck, not just there, but also around my body. That's when there was a giant smirk on his face, he placed his hand in my pants. I look at him with wide eyes, and he looks back at me.

"May I do the honours~?" He asks seductively, rubbing the area softly. I try to answer but all that comes out is a moan. "I'll take that as a yes."

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Author's Note:
Well...
That was great, right?
I hope you guys like it, it took a lot of courage for me to write that.
-  ThatOneFanfictioner (.♦️.