Gets a little Pg-13ish so caution yourself for that. Enjoy 😏😉
Mitch sighed and threw himself next to Scott on his bed. "I feel like I'm drowning."
Scott put his phone down and looked over at his best friend frowning. "What's wrong babe?"
Mitch groaned and covered his face with his hands, "tour is starting like next month and we're gonna be gone for months and are we even really to release our EP? We still have to record parts for Bohemian Rhapsody and-" Scott sat up and cut him off.
"Woah woah, baby. It's okay, we'll get it all done. We always do. Our last album we were even farther behind on recording and arranging then we are now. Please don't stress too much okay?" Scott said rubbing his arm.
Mitch sighed and nodded, "I know I shouldn't worry about it, we always get it done but I can't stop thinking about it and I feel like I'm drowning in bad thoughts and-" Scott nodded getting off the bed, "where are you going?"
"Hold on one second." He said before running off to the bathroom. Mitch furrowed his eyebrows frustrated that now even his best friend wouldn't even listen to him.
He was about to get up and leave when he sat up he saw Scott walking in the room with lotion in his hands.
"What are you-" Scott cut him off walking in between his legs.
"Take your shirt off, let me give you a massage." He said gently tugging on the hem of his shirt.
A small smile tugged on Mitch's lips and he took his shirt off. "Lay on your stomach." Scott instructed and Mitch did as he was told.
"You really don't need to do this, I'm fine..." Mitch started but immediately lost his voice when he felt Scott's knees on either side of his hips.
Scott squirted some of the lotion on his hands before going to work on Mitch's back. His fingers worked like magic and Mitch could barely think. "You're an amazing human being Mitch." Scott said quietly and Mitch hummed as he dug his thumbs in between his shoulder blades.
"You're confident, sexy, and talented. I could go on but I would bore you with all the adjectives. None could come close to describe how amazing you are." Scott continued before sitting back on Mitch's thighs just under his butt. He started to massage his lower back making Mitch moan lightly.
"Everything is going to work out because you will make it happen. You'll make it happen because that's the type of hardworking amazing human you are." Scott said kneading up and down his inner back.
Mitch let out another small moan when Scott moved to the outside, massaging his hips and sides. "You're so tense baby, relax." He whispered as he worked back up to his shoulders.
Mitch hummed as Scott massaged through his arms. "How does this feel? You feeling any better?" Scott whispered in Mitch's ears as he held Mitch's biceps with a strong hold.
Mitch felt the familiar tingle in the crown of his head. He smiled and hummed, "Please don't stop." Scott chuckled lightly and continued.
He sat back on his thighs again this time kneading his fingers on Mitch's ass. Mitch let out a louder moan telling Scott he was doing a good job.
Scott smiled heat rushing to his cheeks. Scott continued before coming up his inner back again, "you've got to stop moaning like that baby, it's doing things to me." He whispered seductively in Mitch ear.
Mitch tingled again and smiled widely with now flushed cheeks, "it just feels so good Scottie." He said back and Scott had to keep himself from doing something he would regret.
Instead he decided to tease Mitch a little bit. He slid up the bed slightly before sitting down directly on Mitch's ass. Mitch moaned again teasing him back.
Scott's breath hitched and he smirked. He leaned down pressing his lips to the back of Mitch's ear, "maybe I should stop, you obviously don't like to listen to me." He whispered his voice dripping sexiness.
Mitch's breath hitched and he hummed, "maybe you should flip me over and give me a real massage." Mitch teased back and Scott immediately flipped him over.
He pinned Mitch's hands to the bed intertwining their fingers and dipped his head dangerously close to Mitch's. "should I now?" He asked leaning in so that their lips were brushing together as he talked. Mitch looked down at their lips before looking up into Scott's eyes.
"Please fuck me, Scottie." He whispered his lips brushing lightly against Scott's.
