Love After Death ·BxB·

~Wtf~

T's POV:

I was walking to the bar when I noticed Charlie. I was Then deciding whether or not to leave or stay.

I know Charlie likes me. I can tell. Sometimes it gets really annoying. He tries really hard too, like tries to touch me and flirt with me. I'm just not into guys and I've made it very clear.

I only see him as a friend and nothing else. All I want is a drink and not to be interrupted.

I decide to stay and I sit in a stool. I order a beer and I then see Charlie sit next me.

"Hey, T! How are you?" I sighs softly, "Just fine." until you came along. I drink my beer. He bites his lip.

After a bit of silence he leaves. Oh thank god. I start flirting with some girls. I had a couple more beers and I was a bit... tipsy. A women then entered.

She had long brown curly hair, glasses, a tight red dress with heels. She was so beautiful. How could I not recognize such a beautiful face?

She sat down right next to me and we began to talk. I put my hand on her thigh and began to slide it up but she stopped me before I could go any further.

She bit her lip and she put her hand on my chest and leaned in. Our faces were mere millimeters away. I broke the distance and a hot make out session started.

She pulled away, "Take me to your room~" I picked her up and took her to my room. Shutting the door with my foot, I laid her on the bed.

I began to kiss down her neck as she grabbed on my shoulders.

I was about to pull off her dress when she stopped me and blushed. Was something wrong?

"What's wrong?" I asked, biting the inside of my lip.

"I...um...I'm Charlie..." I was stunned even in my tipsy state, I felt just a bit more sober. This beautiful women was someone I kept trying to friend zone.

I was pissed. No. More than pissed. I was fucking livid. How could he do this to me?! Leading me on. I just don't understand. Should I beat the shit out of him? Should I disown him as a friend?

"Are you fucking serious?!" I yelled. He just looked down, gripping the dress. I tried to calm myself down but I just couldn't.

I grabbed the wig and pulled it off. I tore the stupid dress. Now he was naked and a blushing mess.

"T-T?" Charlie stuttered out. I turned him around and undressed myself. He wanted me? Then he was going to get me.

Grabbing his arms, I held them down against his back. "Please...T...f-fuck me..."

I did just that, I barried my cock in his ass. I showed no mercy when I fucked him.

I kept thrusting my hips forward, he was panting and letting out shaky moans. I know I was going extremely rough but he deserved it plus I was livid.

I put my other hand on his head and just kept thrusting harder, soon enough I pulled out and Charlie was gasping for air. The lipstick he had worn was now smeared on his face.

The mascara and eyeliner ran down his cheeks, his glasses barely on his face. I laid down and took a few deep breaths. I knew Charlie had fallen asleep, his breathing was slow.

I fell asleep too, I was too tired not to.

~~~~ A few hours/minutes later~~~~

Charlie's POV:

I woke up to shuffling, it was T. I can't believe he fucked me. My ass hurt like hell. I didn't think he would've done that. I thought he would've thrown me out. I really need to tell Azazel at dinner.

I sat up and looked at T. He was getting dressed. I could tell he had taken a shower. His body had little droplets on them.

I looked at T's body mirror. I looked like a complete mess. My hair was sticking everywhere. My lipstick smeared, my mascara and eyeliner down my cheeks.

I looked like a hot mess. His dick was so big, I cried. It felt like he was ripping me in half. I had no clothes since he ripped the dress.

"T? Do you have any clothes I can borrow?" Biting my lip, I wait for an answer. "I guess."

He threw gray sweat pants and a white T-shirt at me. I grabbed them and put them on. It felt nice going commando. His clothes smelled just like him.

They smelled so manly...I fixed my hair and then leave. I felt to awkward to stay in there. I ran to the bathroom and wash the makeup off my face. The lipstick was the hardest thing to take off, I swear to god.

Once I got the lipstick off, I ran my fingers through my hair and fixed my glasses. I hoped this was a sign that he liked me.

I wish he would just ask me out. I just want him to hug me and craddle me. I really would love that.

My legs feel so wobbly. He was so rough. I really did love it. I felt so mischievous being a girl too.

And when he fell for it..the way he looked at me, it made my stomach have butterflies and made my heart race.

I wish he would look at me like that all the time. But. He's straight. And doesn't like me.

I need to text Azazel.

Charlie: Hey, I feel so weird...

A few minutes went by and nothing. No response. Was he ignoring me? I swear to god.

Charlie: Duuudeeee are you thereee?

No response

Charlie: Are you ignoring meeeeeeee? Hiding stuff again? I will come to your room young man.

STILL NO FUCKING RESPONSE.

Charlie: Don't make me come to your room. I'll tell Blue you like him!!!!!!!!!

No. Goddamn, Response.

Charlie: I hate you too, you piece of shit ;;;;