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the amount of alcohol running through jacob's bloodstream made it impossible for him to stand straight as the bass of the music pounded into his ears. he was stood dancing with a boy who's name he would forget in the morning, their bodies so close he could smell the sweat and alcohol on him.
jacob nibs at his ear, which makes him buck his hips into the already growing bulge in his jeans.
"i want you," he slurs his voice dripping with nothing but intoxication. the boy turns himself around wrapping his arms around jacob's neck.
of course jacob fucked him ten minutes after making out with him. he had to uphold that reputation.
jacob spotted hari, her cup which was filled with water because she made a promise with jacob she would stay sober tonight to keep an eye on him. she wasn't doing a good job at it.
"hari, guess who just had sex?" he loudly says a wide grin on his lips as his friend rolls her eyes at him, she knew the answer but didn't give him the satisfaction of answering him. "mah, i don't even know," he chuckles slurring his words.
"you never do,"
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troye stood in the kitchen of hari's house, kayla glued to his side as she looked into the crowd for kerri and maria who weren't no where to be seen.
"are you positive they are coming?" troye questions taking a sip of his beer kayla had handed him when she walked back over to him.
"kerri texted me and said she's here, don't know where though. too many bodies," she vaguely says sipping her drink. her eyes scan around the room, looking for their two friends.
kayla with a grunt of frustration spots jacob drunkenly steadying himself on kerri, his drink absent from his hands.
"kayla!" jacob drunkenly slurs stumbling towards the two. "and you," he says purring. troye attempts to suppress a laugh, finding his drunken stupor quite humorous, unlike his sober self.
kayla on the other hand didn't. she roughly grabs his arm sitting down on the stool near the island.
kayla grabs a empty red cup, walking over to the fridge. she poured a concoction of things into the cup, before connecting her eyes with troye and giving him a soft smile. troye guessed the mixture was a remedy for jacob to sober up a bit, he didn't care to ask because jacob wasn't any of his business.
kerri and maria pull troye away from the kitchen, dragging him into the loud atmosphere that was filled with drunk sweaty bodies grinding against each other or making out in corners of the room. troye felt uncomfortable, but didn't say anything, he sipped on his beer leaning against kerri who was laughing while talking to a guy he did not know.
kayla joined the three, jacob missing. troye couldn't help but feel something in his chest tug noticing he wasn't there. he pushed it away, attempting to focus on the conversation going on between everyone.
the amount of consumption of alcohol troye had was not enough to make him drunk, but he was sure damn tipsy after he had finished his fourth beer.
in the mist of a game of beer bong a hand goes around his hips, making his heart leap out of his chest. he could feel their breathes down his neck, which if he wasn't tipsy he would've pushed him away, but of course nearly half his senses were gone after he had down his last beer.
"wanna go upstairs?" the voice whispers into his ear, biting on his earlobe. jacob.
hearing the huskiness of his voice, and the desire that was burning his tone made it difficult for troye to say no. he turns himself around, with jacob's hands still in his hips, both stare into each other's eyes with lust, and burning want. jacob snakes his lip between his teeth biting down on it, which made troye's mind go mad. all he wanted to do was grab ahold of him and kiss him.
so that's exactly what he does, the game of beer bong now long forgotten. jacob grips troye's hips pulling him closer to him, his mouth taste like cigarettes and a mixture of vanilla, but troye didn't care. just the way he tasted seemed to turn him on and make him buck his hips into his his.
with a growl jacob brings troye's top lip between his teeth sucking on it for a moment before kissing him. jacob slams troye into the table, the back of his thighs hitting the the wood. no one cared they were making out in the middle of the room, nor cared to stop them. most likely were too busy doing the exact same thing they were.
"upstairs?" jacob questions pulling away from troye, his hazel eyes that were now darkened with the same look troye was sure he was sharing, stares down at him, his eyes flickering to his lips and back to his eyes.
troye simply just nods, seeming to have lost the ability to verbalize his words. jacob walks ahead of him taking his dainty wrist in his grip. troye follows trailing behind jacob, his eyes were not flickering down to his ass, nor was he growing uncomfortably hard just from the thought of possibly fucking him.
at the top of the stairs jacob pins troye's body to the wall, the length of his body around him. jacob licks a wet trail up troye's neck before he starts to suck harshly at his collarbone. troye suppresses a moan that was burning at the back of throat, it was stupid of him not to let it out because the loud the bass of the music was playing and would drown out the sounds of him coming unhinged by the feeling of his lips on his skin.
jacob bites down on collarbone, sure enough troye would wake up with the memory of last night imprinted on his skin. troye throws his head back letting out a moan finally, jacob smirks into the skin satisfaction clear in his smirk.
"stop," troye pushes jacob away his hands on his chest. finally the effect of the alcohol starts to wear off for a moment and troye realizes what he was doing. he sidesteps jacob, stumbling from the alcohol that was still lingering in his system.
"troye," before jacob could even get to him he locked himself in the bathroom, not daring to let jacob in of all people.
he's a fuck boy, he's only going to use you then throw you away. troye tells himself, but of course he denied it all and told himself otherwise because the truth hurts.
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sorry this took so fucking long to update but here it is. i just had a lot of writers block and shit for this fic.
starstroye this is for u girlie :-)
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