Repair | Bexey x Lil Peep drabbles

t h r e e . t h r e e

(mildly nsfw)

Peep was half asleep as I kissed his neck and under his jaw. He opened one eye at me and closed it again.

"I know you're awake, don't fuckin' ignore me," I scolded and he smiled at me like an asshole. He was stupid if he thought I wouldn't see him. "Please come take a shower with me," I nipped at his earlobe, making him twitch and shift his weight.

"You're just making me horny, not more inclined to clean myself," his voice was rough. His words were deep and scratchy, and I didn't even process them at first. They sounds were there, mesmerizing almost, but I nearly missed what they meant.

"Please," I whined. "I mean, if we have the right stuff, we could always.." I trailed off. I knew he understood what I was getting at. Of course he knew. His eyes lit up for a fraction of a second, going back to normal.

"We don't," he shook his head,

"Well, we could after then."

"So, we're gonna fuckin' shower, just to get dirty all over again?" he deadpanned.

"Essentially," I humored, moving his laptop so I could sit in his lap. He wasn't too amused by my argument but I wasn't deterred. "Please? You need to shower." He just looked at me, emotionless. He was obviously not planning on giving in anytime soon. I was getting worried because Peep never ever turned my offers down. It wasn't often that I did instigate or offer, but here I was, and he was still hesitant. It made me feel a bit ill.

He wasn't even debating it, he was just flat out declining.

"I'll suck you off."

He smiled, his tongue poking out from between his teeth. "You should have lead with that," he said and I hope he didn't notice the wave of relief wash over me.

"I was hoping I wouldn't have to."

He gave me a look that said "really?" and I nodded and gave him a kiss before getting up off him.

"Here's a thought, how about we don't shower and you suck my dick right here," he said as I pulled him off the couch.

"No," I dragged him towards the bathroom.

I locked the door behind us, got two towels out of the linen closet and set them on the counter.

I started the water, making sure it was nice and hot before flipping the switch.

"In," I commanded, gesturing towards the tub.

Peep rolled his eyes, taking his shirt off and throwing at me.

At least I had gotten him to shower, which was a huge accomplishment, in and of itself. 

(longer update later maybe?)