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Chapter Seven

"Hey Brad?" James asked quietly, knocking on my door, walking in after I hummed.

"What's up man?" I asked, pausing the game I was playing on my old PS 2 that I had moved into the band house for when I was here.

"Uhm...there is no easy way to say this." He said quietly, sitting on the edge of my bed "But I think Tris is cheating on you, like I saw him talking to this girl online, and it's dodgy." He said seriously, making me break into a smile.

"Mate...We're not actually together, it's all fake. We're fucking with Con. Joe and Dean are in on it too." I explained with a laugh.

"Oh...Makes sense." He shrugged "But um...Brad, I have something to ask you."

He knows, he knows, fuck he knows.

"Shoot." I faked a smile, covering the crippling anxiety that was filling me to the core

"If - hypothetically - one of the boys were gay... Would you want them to tell you first or just like, bring a guy home?" He asked me, a soft frown.

What the fuck?
James is gay?
Hell yes.
He's no Tris but he'll do, Thank you

"Doesn't bother me, I don't care." I shrugged "Are you alright James?"

"...Fuck it - Brad, I'm Bi." He shook his head "I've been meaning to tell everyone, but it never felt like the right time, but I can't keep it inside any longer, I know that's so cheesy, but I can't articulate myself properly when I talk about this, my whole brain just starts quivering."

I cracked a small smile and before I knew what I was doing, I was leaning towards James, our lips dangerously close, his breathing was heavy, but not panicked, and his eyes were closed, his hand slowly making its way to my cheek as they finally bridged the gap. He tasted like alcohol, but not unpleasantly, it surprised me a little but it made sense, he would have never have had the courage to do this without a few sips of something strong.

Slowly I pulled away, his hand falling from my cheek to gently resting in the curve where my shoulders meet my neck, I found myself drowning in his ocean eyes, it wasn't even lust I was feeling, I just didn't want to be lonely anymore, I wanted everything I'd never had with a girl, I needed the validation that came with a functional relationship, I didn't want it with James, but he made me realise what I needed.

I needed love. The soft kisses that say a million words in a second, the hot kisses that are messy and full of desperation, the cold kisses when your lips are exposed to the cold and they're chapped, the -

His lips were on mine again, this time a lot more confident and sure of himself, and a lot more dominant. His hands wandered, to my chest, my waist, my back, my thigh. Dangerously close to my crotch. He pulled away gently, looking at me directly.

"James. I'm gay." I whispered slowly, a warm feeling of pride filling my body as I said it out loud for the first time.

"I figured." He laughed a little, standing up briefly to shut the door fully. His fingers finding their way to the buttons on his flannel.

"Everyone in this band is so hot." He whispered, sitting down again, his hands replacing their previous position "But you, you're the hottest one." He blushed, running his hand underneath my shirt and up my rib cage.

"Thanks, McVey." I blushed, briefly kissing him again "Fuck me." I breathed bravely, James' face changing into a smirk

"Wait, seriously?" He questioned, his eyes lighting up ever so slightly.

"Mhm." I hummed, finishing off his shirt for him and pushing it off of his shoulders, revealing his abs that basically had me moaning his name already, no work required.

"I've been wishing to hear those words from your lips for years." He smirked quietly "Gotta stay quiet though, let's keep this between us."

"Noted." I hummed, pulling my shirt over my head, James standing up to undo his belt and take off his jeans.

"Fucking hit me with your belt." I teased jokingly, mimicking one of the girls I'd overheard him with a few months ago "Oh god, please."

"Don't Fuck with me, I know you're teasing. I'll hit you harder than you'll ever imagine, you don't want that Shit." He shook his head, although he did fold the belt in half and keep it in his hand before jokingly hitting my ass with it as I stood up.

"Ugh fuck." I faked moaned before taking the belt off of him and dropping it to the floor. James' arms around my waist as he directed me to the wall, pinning me against it with his body

He held my hips still as he kissed my jaw and on to my neck, his arms becoming increasingly veiny as he struggled against me pushing forward, especially as his hands moved down, his thumb gently and tentatively brushing against my growing bulge, making me moan deeply.

"You want that?" He whispered against my ear "You're going to have to earn it."

"Kinky." I teased

"Trust me when I say it can get much kinkier than this Bradley." He murmured, gently biting my earlobe before burying his face in my neck, sucking and biting on my sweet spot.

"Ah- what kind of kinky are we talking about?" I smirked, running my hands over his body.

"You really want to know?" He laughed "Or are you just going to use it against me in the future."

"Depends if I'm in to it or not." I laughed with a shrug "You're one of my best mates, of course I'm going to use it against you, Jamesy."

"Id tie you to the bed." He began, one of his hands finding its way into the back of my underwear, taking small handfuls and squeezes, whilst the other one still stopped my hips from moving forward "Face down, I'd have full access, you'd have no choice but to sit through teasing, constantly, small touches here, kisses there, I'd get you so desperate it'd hurt, during, I'd scratch all up your back, you'll be moaning my name so loud that you'll forget your own." He detailed, I felt myself drooling and getting hard already.

"Fuck." I bit my lip slowly, closing my eyes to imagine it for a moment "I like everything about that." I hummed as he began to tease me, his hand that was in my underwear, a single finger occasionally pressing up against my entrance, not going in, just thinking about it as his other hand released my hips and were met by his as he kissed me again, his tongue fighting with mine .

He pulled away after a few minutes "Let's move this to my room, Brad." He whispered "I have everything we'll need."

"Yeah let just walk across the hallway, both of us rock hard and mostly naked, great idea James, genius." I rolled my eyes "Stay in here, I have lube and condoms if you so desire one, I'm clean though. We'll get kinky if there's a next time. Depends if you're any good."

"Fuck off." James laughed, leading me over to the bed before pushing me back on to it, him falling on top of me, his hands found their way to the top of my shoulders and mine found their way to his back.

"I really hope you're not planning on making this romantic, McVey, I'm not about that." I laughed as he slowed down and his mannerisms became different, his kisses were longer and more meaningful "Just 'cause we're on the bed doesn't mean it has to be that way."

"Shut up." He laughed, pressing his lips to mine as we moved into a sitting position "Sit on me." He whispered, getting off from on top of me to sit beside me as he tapped his lap.

"Take your underwear off first." I smirked, helping him pull his off, me doing the same with mine, I was impressed by what I found, it was decent.

"I swear to god I can see the words 'not a bad dick' running through your mind." He laughed a little, his hand gently wrapping around mine and slowly pumping.

"Honestly, it's not bad." I laughed "Still no issue for me to fit in my mouth, but not bad."

"Prove those clai- ah fuck." He interrupted himself as I moved down and took him into my mouth, and the rest? The rest was history,