Scomiche One Shots

Only Me*

Disclaimer: I have nothing against Drew I just like to write jealous Scott.
*Mature!*
Seriously, why do I keep posting smut?

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He really tried to be okay with it. They had talked about it before they even agreed to be on Drew's channel and Mitch promised he'd only do it if Scott was alright with it. He had insisted that nothing would change that Scott was the one he loved and that, in Drew's eyes, the kiss they'd share was just bait for the fans.

So, when Scott has to watch the love of his life kiss another guy, he isn't thrilled. Yeah, he agreed to it and knows Mitch loves only him but that doesn't make seeing his love kiss another any easier.

He jokes lightly as they continue filming for the video and refrains from cringing when Drew makes jokes about them dating - he knows his jaw clenches when Mitch admits to having had a crush on Drew at some point.

So when the dark haired man finally leaves, Scott feels no shame in the way he pushes Mitch against the wall, trapping him. His lips are latched onto his lover's and Mitch wastes no time in lifting his legs so that he can wrap them around Scott's waist.

He presses himself gently against Mitch, just enough to make him want more.

"Mitchy," he breathes, letting his teeth graze along the shell of his love's ear as he grinds against him a bit harder. "You're all mine, you know that?"

At this point, he's a mess and all he's able to manage are moans. Scott drinks it all up, capturing Mitch's mouth with his own, once again.

"Scott," he pants, "more."

He's trying to push his hips down against Scott's, but he's not having it and instead holds Mitch's hips still.

He trails open-mouthed kisses along Mitch's jaw and up to his ear where he bites gently down on the lobe before muttering, "mine," yet again. It leaves Mitch a squealing wreck and Scott delights in the reactions he coaxes from the beautiful boy.

He presses his hips against Mitch's again, "only I can make you feel this way. Isn't that right?"

He nods, biting down hard on his lip. Scott's surprised he hasn't drawn blood yet.

"Say it, Mitchy." He says with a forceful thrust.

"Fuck!" His hands are gripping Scott's shoulders tightly. "Only you m-make me feel like this."

Scott smirks, palming the smaller man through his pants. "Yeah? You're so hard for me."

"All for you," Mitch moans and nearly screams when Scott reaches into his pants. He starts frantically pushing them off - he doesn't know how much longer he can last without being inside Mitch.

They both shove out of their clothes as fast as they can and Scott preps his lover sloppily before he pushes inside slowly with a quiet hiss.

Mitch's perfectly manicured nails are now harshly digging into the skin of Scott's back and he clenches just right when the taller man bottoms out.

"Oh god, Mitchy."

"Fuck, don't move yet."

Scott stays, using every single part of his being to not start pounding mercilessly into the deliciously tight love of his life.

Mitch experimentally wiggles his hips, moaning quietly, and that's all that Scott needs before he's pulling almost fully out and slamming back in.

Mitch's eyes are basically rolling to the back of his head as he moans and scrapes his nails along Scott's pale back. His legs tighten around Scott's waist when he pushes in just right and leaves Mitch a screaming mess.

"Who's the only one who can make you feel this way?" Scott breathes through clenched teeth. He know he won't last much longer.

"You, Scott, you." Mitch moans.

"Yeah, that's right." He pants into his neck before biting down hard and soothing the abused spot gently with his tongue. "You're mine," he whispers and that's all it takes before Mitch is coating his own chest with his release, bringing Scott to climax alongside him.

He slowly pulls out and releases Mitch's legs, letting him gently down to stand in his own. Mitch kisses his jaw gently, his eyes half-lidded from the passion as well as exhaustion.

"C'mon, gotta clean you up," Scott mumbles, pulling his love tenderly along with him into the bathroom. He sits him gently on the counter, wetting a cloth to cleanse him with. He leaves light kisses around his mouth and Mitch leans against him here and there.

He sighs contentedly when Scott wraps his arms loosely around him, resting his chin against the top of his head.

"I love you, Scott."

He smiles, "I love you, too, Mitch."