Vancat pt 2 (smut warning )

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Previously: GO FRICKING READ THE LAST CHAPTER- jk,
The crew gathered around at Tyler's new house and after an unfortunate (or fortunate lololol) black out and a few games of hide and seek everyone left besides vanoss. Here comes the naughty-naughty part 👀.

Back to our stars:

Evan smirked, Tyler had lost himself in Evans eyes. Tyler looked up to Evans eyebrows, than forehead, than down to his perfect lips. He caught the smirk and mirrored it, throwing the lips shit i meant eyes-EVAN. His name is Evan.. off his game. Tyler licked his lips and leaned closer so their foreheads touched. Letting off a breath he didn't know he was holding in and smiling.
No words had to be spent on this moment to make it unbelievably breathtaking.
Tyler saw Evans Adam's apple throb as he took in a gulp. He couldn't help but stare at Evan like he was his prey, inevitably now he had to mark his territory.
Evan groaned deeply as Tyler roughly kissed, sucked and bit, until he found Evans spot; right above the collar bone.
"F-fuck Wildcat"
At the sound of his nick name he leaned back and admired his work, moving one of his hands up to trace the design. Pressing down every now and then, only to be rewarded with a beautiful moan from his lovers mouth.
Tyler looked down to Evans collar and then to the rim of his all of a sudden too-tight jeans.
"Is there something in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Tyler's smirk grew as he lowered himself down. Tracing over Evans build along the way.
"Very, happy to see you" Evan managed to reply in a breath. Tyler chuckled and unbuckled Evans belt and slipped his jeans down, revealing a tent in his boxers.
Evan chuckled at first, only to have anything and everything in his lungs stolen as Tyler palmed him through the tight fabric.
At this point suppressing any noise would be imposible. His moans of pleasure simply encouraged Tyler.
If Evan thought hard enough ( and oh how he was thinking, very, hard) about the situation he was in, he would explode right then and there—In his boxers—In front of the man that turned him gay. Lord help his precious soul.
Tyler locked his fingers into the hem of Evans boxers and slid them off at a punishingly slow pace.
"Jesus Christ Tyler, at this rate I won't have it in me to fuck you."
This seemed to speed him up. After his boxers were out of the way Tyler very intentionally exhaled a hot breath onto Evans length. Making him cuss something under his breath.
Tyler took his tip into his mouth and slowly took in more and more. Evan grabbed a fistful of Tyler's hair and urged him on. Tyler started to choke, Evan noticed and tried to pull back but Tyler kept himself still, wrapping a hand around what he couldn't reach. He swallowed a few times just to tease Evan before pulling completely off of his considerable length. He ran his tongue up and down his cock before taking him in again and giving him the deep throat of his life.
If ANYONE would have told Evan that he was gonna be on the receiving end of a deep throat from his best friend in the future, they would've gotten a big ok' "fuck off".
Tyler bobbed his head up and down Evans cock, twisting at the tip and moving his tongue as he did so. Now that He knew Ty could handle it like a pro, he added another hand in his hair and held him still, he facefucked him with ease. It made him wonder where he learned...
Tyler's name was moaned multiple times before "fuck Tyler I'm gonna-"
And Tyler pulled off. Using the back of his hand to wipe the pre-cum off his mouth.
He slid back up and Evan was not happy.
"What? I don't swallow."
His smirk was stolen from him when Evan flipped them over so Tyler was being pinned against the wall. He quickly made do of his pants and boxers. Grasping Tyler's length and giving it a few pumps before he got the memo.
Tyler wrapped his legs around Evans waist.
Once he was comfor- well, as comfortable as someone could be when they were being pinned against a wall and knew they wouldn't be able to walk right tomorrow, Evan lined up and slowly thrusted till he was fully sheathed, then slipped completly out.

Wildcat moaned and whined at the loss of movement, slurring some curses here and there.
Evan placed his head against Tyler's so that his mouth was centimeters away from his ear.

"What, do you want?" The seducing whisper Evan used sent shivers down the other mans spine.

"You."

"Oh really?" Evan smirked and pulled his head back so that their foreheads were the only thing touching "I don't believe you."

Tyler's eyes were locked shut as he bit his lip and whined.

This was not a good example of the "fuck off" personality that Evan had grown To know and love.

Tyler opened his eyes and his gaze pierced Evans as he whispered, "fuck me."

Close enough?

Evan lifted Tyler up and placed him on the couch like he was the most fragile thing in the world and planted a kiss on his lovers forehead. He moved to his temple, then his cheek bone, his nose, and finally his lips.

The peck grew into a heated yet passionate kiss.
Evan finally couldn't take it anymore and once again lined himself up. He unlocked their lips and was fully in through
one quick, rough thrust.

Tyler scratched roughly at Evans back with one hand and held the back of his lovers neck with the other. Embarrassing noises came from both men as Evan picked up the pace.

Tyler pushed back into the couch a little bit and Evan pulled out, giving Ty space to get on his hands and knees.

Evan angled himself a little, only to be rewarded by an amazing moan from Tyler as he hit his prostate. The brunette kept up his aim
But soon lost rithm as he got closer and closer to the edge.

With one painstackenly hard thrust Tyler found himself clenching around Evans cock and messing his stomach and the couch without warning.

Evan soon followed, failing to pull out and cumming inside of Tyler. Whom of which didn't seen to mind in the slightest

Tyler lost balance in his legs and fell forward, Evan picking him up and carrying him to what he found out was the bedroom in there game of hide and go seek.

He placed the blonde down with a remarkable care an layed there next to him, pulling the covers over each other and tracing circles on Tyler's temple as his eyelids heavily closed.

Evan was the big spoon as they faced each other and cuddled away the cold air.

"I love you" he whispered slowly and quietly, so quiet... For this message was for Tylers—perfect—ears and his ears only.

Tyler smiled, toothlessly yet so brightly, scooting clooser to Vanoss lovingly, as they both drifted off into a deep sleep~ <3

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 26, 2016 ⏰

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