The Boy Upstairs /tronnor/

twelve

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Troye

Our kiss was getting more heated, and before I could process what was going on, our shirts were off and I was planting love bites down Connor's collarbone as I began grinding my hips on him. I was losing my breath because of my shitty ass lungs, but I didn't want to stop. My brain was slowly succumbing to what my heart wanted, which was to take in every inch of Connor's beautiful, cancer-ridden body and make it mine. His heart was pounding under my lips as I kissed all over his chest.

"T-Tro." He gasped as I licked up his collarbone, making him groan. 

His little whimpers and groans were making me tight against my jeans, but I didn't want to hurt him. He started to squirm and strain against me, and I got off him, worried and timid. He seemed to shiver a bit at the loss of my body heat against his.

"You okay?" I whispered quickly, scared. "We...we can stop." I don't want to, God I want him more than anything. But I didn't want to hurt him, and my lungs were starting to hurt from the panting we were doing. I stood up and helped him into his wheelchair, but he laughed as our eyes trailed down to his sweatpants, his hard-on evident. 

"What are we gonna do about that?" He laughed as my face turned bright red and I hid it behind my hands. God, why was I so awkward? Just a minute ago I was practically grinding on this guy. Then, his eyes locked with mine, and we both had the same idea.

"S-should we?" I muttered, glancing around quickly. "It's not exactly something you can hide very well."

"Sure, just wheel me into a dark corner of this thing. We can say we're cleaning up. I'll be quiet, I promise." Connor was practically pleading, making me harder. "Please, Tro. I...I need you."

That did it for me, and I grabbed his wheelchair and rolled him back into a corner. I could barely see him, but I definitely saw what happened as I pulled his sweatpants to his ankles. He breathed in sharply through his teeth, and I looked up, worried.

"You okay?" I asked for what must have been the twentieth time, making him laugh.

"Tro, I'm just grand. It's just cold out here, it is October you know."

"Right." I breathed, my face inches away from his. 

"Well?" He smirked, and I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips tightly against his smirk. The kiss quickly heated up and our tongues battled for dominance as I pulled down his gray boxers and started to stroke him, making him groan into my mouth. "Troye." He breathed, making me go faster as I started to kiss my way down, kissing over his collarbones and down his tummy before taking his tip into my mouth.

It felt weird, I had never done this before. I was just kind of doing what they did in the porn stuff at this point. Connor's breath was hitched but I was just sitting there. I closed my eyes, mustering up my last bit of willpower, and swirled my tongue around the tip before taking it all in my mouth, moving my tongue around it. I gotta admit, having a dick in my mouth made it a little harder to breathe, and having lung cancer certainly didn't help that situation. But apparently Connor enjoyed it, because he was letting out small squeaks and groans as he tangled his fingers in my hair, making my head bob up and down. His noises of pleasure encouraged me to go faster, eventually adding my hand in to work alongside my mouth. This drove Connor nuts, and he was practically dancing in his seat as I continued my first ever blowjob. This all went on for a few minutes until Connor groaned so loud I was sure he woke up the entire hospital, and a warm liquid went into my mouth. Honestly, it tasted gross, but I swallowed it and took a long drag off my water bottle, curling up at the base of his feet to catch my breath. 

Connor hoisted himself out of his wheelchair and laid down behind me, putting his arms around my waist. He planted soft kisses on my neck as we molded into each other like perfect puzzle pieces. 

"Troye." He breathed once more. "That was amazing."

"You think so?"I turned around to face him, a smile on my face. 

"Yeah, of course. You wanna take a nap here and then go inside?" He adjusted his sweatpants as he gave me a sweet kiss.

"Of course." I blushed and turned back around, becoming little spoon again.

Connor let out a cute, small yawn and kissed the back of my neck one more time before nuzzling his head into it, heaving out a sigh of content. 

"Sleep well, princess." He muttered, softly snoring before I could reply.

"I love you." I whispered and picked up one of Connor's hands, kissing it softly before placing it back on my waist and drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

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