Boss [Tronnor AU]

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Warning: SMUT. Mentions of mental illness, abuse, etc.

"I have to warn you, James can sometimes get... A little out of hand." Troye warns, as he leads his boyfriend into the apartment, immediately met my a familiar smell.

"Troye! You're home! I made pasta!" James calls, and Troye raises an eyebrow, looking to his boyfriend. "Ready?" He whispers. Connor nods his head, and the two walk into the kitchen, Connor carrying a bottle of wine, clutching Troye's hand.

"Hey James. This is Connor... My boyfriend." James turns around, his eyes widening at the sight of Connor. "Connor... Franta? As in the CEO of all American operations at Common Culture?" James gapes, holding his hand out to shake Connor's. "Y-yeah..." Connor murmurs, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm a big fan! I love the clothing line!"

"Wow... That's great! I actually was going to ask you, since Troye told me of your situation, we have an internship program, it's really great."

"I would love to work at Common Culture! When do I start?" James asks, his eyes looking hopeful as ever. "Next week." Connor announces. "I'll need you to come in and sign some paperwork, and other than that..."

"Great! Okay, I'll grab another plate for you, Mr. Franta." James winks, making Troye feel a little jealous. "Thank you, James. But please, call me Connor." He smiles, making James blush.

"Come on, Con. Let's go set the table." Troye whispers, and Connor follows obediently. As soon as the two have left the room, Troye slams his lips against Connor's, making the older man gasp in surprise. "Troye! You naughty boy."

"He was making me jealous." Troye moans, as he kisses Connor's neck, making the older man sigh contently. "Babe, we can save this for later." Connor whispers, as he pats Troye's bottom, grabbing utensils and glasses to the dining room table. Troye sighs, following his boyfriend into the dining room, staring at him longingly. "Babe, seriously if you keep doing that, I'm going to bend you over this table right now." Connor warns, only making Troye's lower region harden, and making him bite his lip even harder.

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Dinner was incredibly awkward. Troye and Connor sat next to each other, their legs linked together, constant glances and whispers. James, however, was looking at the two with jealousy in his eyes. That was his Troye, he thought. That was his boyfriend. Not Connor's.

When they finished dinner, Troye and Connor decided on watching a movie while James went to his room. Troye was quite nervous, he was getting to the point where he was slightly scared of what James might do.

"Babe? What's wrong?" Connor whispers against Troye's ear as they lay on the couch.

"I didn't tell you the full story on James." Troye admits, his hands were now shaking, as he tried to calm himself. This would probably scare Connor as much as it is scaring him.

"What is it, babe?"

"James isn't exactly... Who I say he is. He abused me, and he is mentally ill. That's why he's here, because his parents won't take him. I'm like his fucking babysitter and the people at the mental facility told me he might be dangerous. I'm so scared, Connor." Troye is now shaking, and Connor holds him close.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay." Connor murmurs, as he peppers kisses all over Troye's face. "So, he can't be on his own why?" Connor asks. "Because he's on suicide watch, and they're just... I don't know. Taking precautions or some shit." Troye groans, and Connor sighs.

"I guess him and Sam will get on quite well."

And Troye lets out a loud giggle. "Don't say that!" Troye continues laughing, which, to Connor, was the most beautiful sound in the world.

"He seems to have changed. Oh, and he thinks he and I might still happen. Like that will ever happen. Sure, we have history, but I have you, Connor. I really like you." Troye whispers, hoping that James wasn't listening to them.

"I really like you too." Connor whispers. "Now, let's go to my room." Troye offers, as he stands up, pulling his boyfriend with him. "Are you still gonna...?" Connor asks. "I'm not in the mood for sex, but I'll suck you off?" Troye offers, and Connor smiles, nodding his head. "We're so comfortable with this, I love it." Troye chirps, as the two walk inside the room, closing the door and practically falling over one another.

Troye then gets on his knees, unzips his boyfriend's pants, and takes all of him into his mouth. Connor gasps at the sudden feeling, as Troye kitten licks up his shaft, then sucking it all down once more. The older boy bucks his hips, causing Troye to choke slightly, but then takes Connor even further into his mouth, the tip of his member hitting the back of Troye's throat. "Oh, Troye. Right there, baby." He moans, as he moves both hands down to Troye's hair to push the boy closer into him. As he comes closer to his high, Troye starts looking up at him with those innocent damned eyes, making his stomach coil. "I'm going to come, oh god." He lets out one last moan, and then he comes into Troye's mouth, the younger boy swallowing it all.

Word Count: 878

A/N
Hey peaches! That was. So dirty. I think it was the first blowjob smut I've ever written, if that makes sense? Anywho, did you guys like it? Was it good smut? I hope that the smut makes up for the chapter being short! Okay, that's all I gotta say, so have a great day! Hey! I rhymed!

QOTC'S !!

1) What is the name that you most often see in fanfiction for "penis" because I don't know what to call it. Like I almost wrote cock or prick but that's so dirty but penis. Is. Idk, boring?

2) Do you think that James was listening to Troye and Connor's conversation about him?

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