Michael and Luke sat awkwardly close to each other in an uncomfortable silence.
Recently they found out they like each other, but they haven't been able to do anything because it's always turns into a fight for dominance. They were just two horny teenage boys who didn't know where to start.
"We've gotta figure this out or all were gonna be able to do is sit close." Michael laughed, and Luke looked over at him.
"Im taller. I top." Luke said, and Michael laughed, shaking his head.
"Sweetheart, those jeans say differently.." Michael said, loving how Luke's jeans showed off his legs and ass.
Luke nudged him, and huffed.
"What if we just make out and see what happens?" Michael said. They haven't even been able to hold hands because they argue about whose thumb is on the outside.
They both sat up, and leaned in until their lips were touching. They both wanted to initiate it, so their lips just rubbed together, bumping their noses.
"Luke just tilt your head-"
"No. You move." He mumbled against Michael's lips.
Michael gave up, and tilted his head, kissing Luke a little rougher.
Luke tried to climb on top of Michael, resulting in the black haired boy pushing him back up. He wasn't gonna be pinned down when it should be Luke with his back against the couch.
Luke huffed and pushed Michael back a little harder, but he refused, sitting Luke back up.
"Seriously Michael?" Luke asked, pulling back.
"Babe, you're such a bottom." Michael laughed, and Luke's face turned to irritation.
"No I'm not-"
He was cut off by Michael taking his stubble covered jaw in his hand, turning his head to the side roughly as his lips planted on the blondes sweet spot.
His free hands caught Luke's wrists, holding them tightly behind his back.
Luke eyes widened, but slowly closed as Michael started sucking on his skin. He lost the tension in his arms, but quickly shoved Michael off as he realized what he was doing to him.
"You were giving in." Michael laughed, so Luke quickly crawled on top of him, pinning his hands above his head. He dove his head into Michael's neck, kissing and sucking at the soft skin.
Luke smirked once Michael relaxed. Maybe he was winning.
He let go of Michael's hands, but realized the was a mistake as Michael took his face in one hand again.
"I'm not playing this anymore Luke.." Michael muttered.
He sat up quickly, flipping Luke onto his stomach. He pressed his front to Luke's backside, holding him down on the couch. He pulled Luke's hair back so he was looking up at him.
Michael looked into Luke's strained eyes and smirked. "I'm in control, baby.." Michael whispered, releasing Luke's head so he fell back on the couch.
"Michael-" Luke started, but Michael cut him off by sending a light smack to Luke's bum, grabbing at the flesh through his jeans.
Luke couldn't help but moan and close his eyes as Michael laid his body on top of his.
"I bet I could change your mind about topping." He whispered, sending kissed to Luke's neck, making Luke stretch his neck up for more room.
He turned Luke around, and reached under him, gripping his bum tightly. He softly grinded into Luke as he whispered dirty things into his ear.
"You're so pretty. Gosh Luke your legs are so pretty, I just want to kiss the inside of your thighs, leaving marks that only we would see. I wanna see you arch your back and close your eyes as I make you feel so good. I wanna hear those high pitched sounds leave your mouth, begging for more of my touch. I want to hear you moan every time I call you princess because I know you like it. I want to pin you down and hear you scream as I give you all of me. I want you to start shaking because you feel so good, not being able to compare the feeling to anything else. I want you to get the burning feeling in your stomach, coming untouched as I fuck you as hard as I can. I want you to not be able to walk, depending on me to take care of you. I want you to want me over and over again." He whispered, and Luke fought the sounds that wanted to leave his mouth.
His breathing was heavy and he felt blood rushing to his lower region.
"I'm not bottoming.." Luke muttered through gritted teeth.
"Just think about it. Me praising you as I watch you bounce up and down on me. I flip you over, and fuck you into the mattress, going all night until you can't take anymore. Pulling your hair back so I can see your pretty face when you orgasm," Michael whispered, noticing how Luke got turned on. The bulge in his jeans was huge.
Luke nodded quickly, throwing his head back as Michael grinded into him. "I- I..." Luke started but couldn't seem to get the words out.
"Tell me what you want, Princess."
"I- I want you to keep calling me princess, and fuck me until I can't walk."
