Troyeboy.

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--Tyler's POV--

  Troye's eyes widened at my sudden gesture. Then; right before I was about to grab my fork and start eating; he leaned over and started sucking on my earlobe, getting his teeth in the mix by lightly grinding them. I was trying not to shiver.

   "Troye, what did I just--"

He let go of my ear. "I know!" he said in a cute, innocent tone, and pecked my temple.

   I rolled my eyes and looked at him to make sure he started eating before I did.

"I'm full." He was talking like a little kid.

   "Aw, and do you need your diaper changed too?" I mocked his behavior.

"Shut up." He gently touched my right cheek with his hand and kissed my left.

   "Well… I finished a few minutes ago. So…" I pushed over my empty plate and moved over his in front of me.

"Finishing my food as always Ty?"

   "Yup."

In about a minute I finished eating the rest of his food. Troye giggled and nudged my shoulder with his.

"Hm?" I turned to him.

   He put his soft hand on my warm neck again.

"Is it later now…?" He passionately kissed me, putting his hand under my shirt and onto my bare hip. He finally let me breath by taking his lips off mine.

   "Oh.. yeah. It's later alright."

It was a rush to get out of the cafe. We went up to the counter and I paid her quickly, tipping her. When she saw how fast I was doing everything she raised her eyebrows. I think she understood.

   

   We ran back to the beach, Troye almost tripped like three times. I wanted to laugh, but since it wasn't anything to laugh about, I caught him.

"You're clumsy!" I yelled through the breeze.

   "I'm sick!" He yelled back. "I'm allowed to be!"

Then we finally got to the beach. We didn't have the pillow anymore, but as far as I was concerned we didn't need the pillow.

   I laid down the large blanket quickly and picked Troye up; he was laughing. I was so relieved to see he was happier again.

I fell down to my knees on the blanket and let him go next to me. He kept giggling and I couldn't help but giggle too at how infatuated he seemed.

   I took my shirt off and then lifted his off of him.

He slammed his lips into mine out of nowhere. We kissed, parting our lips to get air. I wanted this to last forever. He moved to sit on my lap, arms around my neck.

   "Are you sure no one will see us?" He breathed, in between kisses.

"It's not like we're having sex" I replied. He took his mouth off mine and whispered in my ear.

   "Yeah.. but if I have my way, it'll at least look like we're going to."

I got goose bumps. Everywhere.

   He laid me back on the blanket and started kissing down my neck. He trailed my chest with his long fingers, the same ones that were getting closer and closer to the top of my pants. He kept kissing me, and sometimes he would start kneading the area with his teeth and create suction, but he would stop before I got a hickey. It's like he was distracting me from what he was really doing. Because in the midst of kissing my neck and down to my collar bone, he was fiddling with the button of my pants. I let him, and then he got it undone. He pulled down the zipper quickly but before anything more I grabbed both of his hands in mine. He looked up with eyes full of lust.

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