a/n: you'd never guess, another smut chapter! pffttt
Jacob's pov
"I bet you've never done it in the loo before," Troye giggles, pulling me in the small room during lunch.
"Kid! Someone could be in here!" I whisper, looking around the academy washroom in search of others.
Troye scoffs, "Any of you twats in here? Speak up now or forever hold your peace."
I bite my tongue, shaking my head at the boy.
Not a peep is heard. He looks back at me with an excited grin.
"See, we're all alone." He mutters, throwing his book bag down onto the tile and stepping closer to me. I step back until I hit the door and lock it.
"Mhm, I guess we are." I murmur, pulling him up to my chest and merely a centimetre away from our lips touching.
He closes the gap, relaxing against my touch and wrapping his arms around my neck. I smile through the kiss and push him back and into a wall, running my hands all around his beautiful body. He pulls away for air and rolls his hips against mine, smiling cheekily up at me.
"Risky... doing it here," I mutter.
He titters and shrugs, "That's the point."
I raise my brows, "Oh, you're naughty."
He rolls his eyes playfully and flips us over, nudging me back against the tiled wall. He drops to his knees and tugs at the buttons of my trousers. Oh god, I really have corrupted him.
"You alright?" He asks, looking up at me.
I snap out of my little trance and nod, grinning down at the boy.
"Hm- yes," I mumble, feeling myself practically shake as he slides down my trousers.
"Good, now just- try to be quiet." Troye murmurs and shimmies my underwear down.
I nod and pull my lip between my teeth. He takes ahold of my base and presses a kiss to my head. Cracking a smile, he drags his tongue over my underside and dips me into his mouth, looking up at me with glossy eyes.
"T-troye," I groan under my breath and hit my head back against the wall.
The smiley boy hollows his cheeks and bobs his head up and down on my member, leaving me a hot blubbering mess. He twists his wrist around the part of me he can't bear to fit in his mouth and tightens his lips around me. My hands find their way to his perfectly styled hair I know he took far too long to fix this morning and intentionally mess it all up by curling my fingers through it. Troye groans and trails his free hand up my chest and digs his nails across my skin.
I chuckle and buck my hips further in his mouth, making him choke a bit and pull away sputtering.
"You dick!" He giggles and wipes his lips with the back of his hand.
With a great big smile I pull him up on his feet and in for a kiss. He smirks and runs his tongue over my lips, making me burst out laughing and exclaim 'that's not how you do it!'. He rolls his hips against mine and circles a hand over my shaft, pressing his lips to mine in a sensual kiss. My hands find place around his neck and back, rolling my hips into his hand and slipping my tongue past his lips and into his mouth. The light taste of what I'd believe to be my own dick and his favourite gum bounce around our mouths as Troye strokes me softly.
I swirl my tongue around his and pull his bottom lip between my teeth, nibbling on it gently all the while he picks up his pace on my dick. His soft strokes quickly turn into ruthless jerks until I'm forced to pull away from the kiss to groan out.
"Fuck, b-baby."
He smiles and pecks my lips, hovering down to my neck and pressing short kisses to the skin.
"C'mon, Jakey, come for me." He purrs in my ear and nibbles back down to my neck.
I grunt, groan, and whimper for the life of me and throw my head back as I come in his hand, practically trembling. He sinks down to his knees and captures a few streaks of come, sucking on the tip of my cock.
"Oh, Troye, you're so good." I murmur and pet his hair.
He pulls back and presses a kiss to the head of my dick. I smile down at him and pull up my trousers, helping him back up. He presses a short kiss to my lips and turns away, walking over to the sinks.
"You got come on my trouserrrrrssss," Troye whines as he looks in the mirror. I chuckle and walk up behind him, wrapping my hands around his waist. He pouts and picks up a paper towel from the counter, wetting it in the sink and dabbing it over the blotch of come on his black trousers.
Once the stain is minimised to just a wet mark over his thigh, he steals my coat and slips it on, covering the spot. I roll my eyes at the boy as he strikes a few poses in the mirror and smoothes the coat over his body.
"You look adorable, I know, we should probably get out of here before the bell rings though." I gesture to the bell above our heads.
"I guessss, you go out first and I'll leave when the bell rings." He whispers, pressing a kiss to my cheek.
I smirk, "Scared of your friends seeing us?"
He smirks back, rolling his eyes and shaking his head no.
"I hope they see us... I just don't want you getting in trouble here if we were to get caught." He explains, wrapping his arms around my waist and leaning his head against my chest. a/n: height difference RT
"Alright, I'm gonna head out. I'll see you in class, alright?" I mutter.
He nods against my chest, "Alright."
I kiss his head of curls and pull away from his embrace, turning away from the boy and heading out. As I walk out into the hallway I'm met with none other than a hall monitor.
"Hey, what are you doing out here?" He asks, walking towards me.
"Run!" Troye squeals, running up behind me.
I take his hand and the two of us run away from the monitor, giggling our way out the academy. The thought of going back in the building didn't appeal to either of us so we ended up skipping our way home hand in hand.
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a/n: wentworth miller is a precious angel and he deserves the best in life rt if u agree
also i listened to the camp rock soundtrack while writing this ayyyyye classic bops ammiright
also also i'm as gay as it gets but like
10/10 would smash 2012 joe jonas don't @ me
