Oblivious To Him (Scomiche) [boyxboy]

Chapter 27

(A/N)

SMUT UPDATE

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"I need ya, I need ya, I need ya right now.." The Chainsmokers - Don't Let Me Down

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It was 1am and everyone had either gone home or went to sleep.

Lauren went home to join her husband and baby boy Landon whilst Maia went home with Mike and Nel.

Scott and Mitch decided that they wanted to spend some time with Scott's parents.

But Scott was not sleeping.

And neither was Mitch.

Mitch was straddling Scott with Scott kissing Mitch's neck and sucking on it.

He left hickeys on Mitch's neck even though most of them weren't healed.

Mitch lulled his head to the side to give Scott more access and let out a small whimper of pleasure.

Scott left a final kiss on Mitch's neck before finally stopping and pulled him down gently to meet his lips with his own.

Mitch grabbed a fistful of Scott's hair before taking his bottom lip between his teeth before kissing Scott again roughly, laying him down before laying on top of him.

He began kissing down Scott's chest and abdomen before undoing Scott's belt and unbuttoning and undoing Scott's jeans.

Mitch pulled down Scott's jeans and took them off of Scott's legs.

He kissed the bulge in Scott's boxers before sliding up Scott's body, his hand grazing over Scott's bulge - making him shiver.

Mitch stood up on the bed and pulled off his gray booty shorts, revealing the lace underwear he put on earlier.

Scott's eyes lit up and Mitch giggled before biting his lip.

"Like what you see?" Mitch said, his voice low and sensual.

Scott nodded and ran his hand across Mitch's lace panties.

"Do you want to try..?" Mitch asked, running his hands up and down Scott's chest.

"For a little Mitchie?" Scott replied in a questioning tone.

Mitch nodded and sat back down on Scott's hips before sliding down a little to tease him.

He grinded on Scott slightly, biting his lip and looking directly at Scott.

Scott moaned slightly, resting his hands on Mitch's hips.

Mitch giggled and slid his underwear off of his body before sliding Scott's boxers off.

He pumped a little bit of lube onto the palm of his hand before coating Scott's dick.

Scott stopped him.

"No prepping?" He said, just above a whisper.

Mitch shook his head, smiling.

"Thank you for caring but I can take it." He said with a tone of sassiness.

Mitch positioned himself before lining himself up with Scott's dick and slamming down onto him.

Mitch tried his best to suppress his moan as Scott's parents were sleeping downstairs.

He leaned forward and pulled Scott up before wrapping his arms around Scott's neck.

Mitch began bouncing up and down, biting down on Scott's shoulder to subdue his moans.

Scott rest his hands on Mitch's waist, letting out small, breathy moans.

Mitch increased his speed, biting down on Scott's shoulder harder as he bruised Mitch's prostate.

As Mitch was on the edge, he continued bouncing and whispered between small, quiet moans,

"I'm almost there."

He went back to biting Scott's shoulder, drawing blood.

"On 3." Scott answered, moaning slightly.

"1, 2.." Mitch breathed.

"3!"

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Over the next couple months that the Grassi-Hoying couple spent in the Hoying household, Mitch felt no nausea.

Mitch sat beside Scott on the bed whilst towel drying his hair.

"Scott, I don't think I'm pregnant." Mitch said sadly.

Scott pulled Mitch into his side and kissed his temple.

"We can always try again, baby."

Mitch smiled slightly.

"I guess."

Mitch lay himself down on the bed and pulled Scott onto him, making Scott hover over him.

He began kissing Scott passionately but suddenly pulled away when he felt a sharp stab in his stomach.

"Fuck." He mumbled, curling up in a ball.

Scott sat up.

"Babe are you okay?" He asked in concern.

"It hurts.. a lot.. Call Connie.." Mitch said weakly.

Scott immediately rushed downstairs to get his mother, almost falling down the stairs in the process.

After a couple minutes, Mitch was screaming as the pain in his stomach got worse.

Connie immediately came running up the stairs and gasped at the sight.

Mitch was rolling his hips in circles, sweating and clutching the covers.

"SCOTT RICHARD!" Connie screamed and Scott ran up the stairs, his eyes puffy.

"Mitch has gone into labour. Call an ambulance, NOW!"

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CLIFFHANGER BUT THERES A DOUBLE COMING YOUR WAY

-nat<3