Scomiche Smut (And Sometimes Fluff)

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Q-how many tackles does it take to make Mitch spew?

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I picture Jay, looking a bit like Grant Gustin from the flash and glee. (Pic above)
Its a little longer, a lot more plotline involved, because I felt guilty for not updating in forever... But don't worry, its also Smut. Someone asked for this a while back. So...yeah.
(Written plot half by one person, smut half by the other)
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It was a beautiful summer night, and mitch was walking along with he beach, with his boyfriend of almost two years, Jay.

Hand in hand, they strolled barefoot and shirtless along the water's edge, like they did almost every night. They'd watched the sun set, and the stars were out, and bright.

Mitch giggled, as jay pecked him on the lips, and frowned, when he saw the look in his eyes.

"Mitch" said jay softly, his voice cracking.

"What's wrong?" Mitch squeezed his hand, reassuringly.

"I just-" jay looked down at the sand.
"I don't want you to get upset..."

Mitch lowered his voice, and smiled sadly.
"Jay, whatever it is, I'm not going to be upset. I love you."

Jay shook his head
"Maybe, but you'll be disappointed."

"Jay, are you cheating on me or something? I mean, if you were I'd be upset, but not like, extremely upset. I'd forgive you eventually."

Jay sighed "I'm not cheating on you."

Mitch paused, then asked "then what is it? Are you...are we...over?" The last word was a squeak.

Mitch looked up at jay, with big, sad eyes.

Jay's felt a lump in his throat. He was making this very difficult.

"Oh Mitch... You know how much I care about you, right?"

"Of course...w-where are you going with this?"

"I'm so so so so so sorry about this..." whispered jay, running his hands stressfully through his long brown hair.
"listen, Mitch I like you, really, I do. But..."

He sighed, and mitch raised an eyebrow.

"...But?"

"I'm...straight..." Jay said finally.

Mitch let go of his hand. "Oh..." He Whispered, trying not to cry.

"Mitch..." Jay pulled him into a hug. "I'm so fucking sorry!"

"Don't be." mitch sniffed "you can't help it...it's only a little heartbreak. Could be worse." He turned away, a tear escaping his eye.

They held onto each other for a while.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Mitch asked, when they had both calmed down.

"I thought I was bisexual until a few months ago honestly. And I think I'm still biromantic, but I'm only sexually into women. And, I know how important sex is to you...so..."

Mitch nodded. "You're not wrong... I mean, there's toys and stuff I guess. But, its not the same. I guess that explains why you haven't wanted to do it for a while huh? And here I thought you had some STD."
he tried to joke.

"Yeah..."
Said jay
"you are beautiful mitch, and so incredibly hot...I'm honestly a little jealous that you get to make other guys get turned on, and not me. I do still adore you...but  to put it bluntly, i just don't want to fuck you."