The Nervous & The Cocky

"LADS LADS LADS"

Calum's pov

As I left the room, I made sure to leave a saucy wink directed towards Michael, seeing him turn as red as his vibrant hair. A smirk made it's way to my face, knowing exactly what I could do to the poor boy.

I saw him jump to his feet as I heard Luke and Halsey speaking, Michael followed me, leaving a space between us as we walked, not making it too obvious we we're up to something. ;-)

I slipped into the shared bathroom, Purposely leaving the door unlocked. I saw the door crack open as my red haired lad (Lads lads lads) walked in curiously, looking around for me.

I slammed my hands into the wall at either side of his head, pinning him in between me and the tiled wall. I roughly smashed my lips onto his, roughly sliding my hand into his colourful hair. Revelling in the soft groans he made, I began to rut against his thigh, My own groans escaping against his soft cherry red lips.

Getting frustrated at the tight constraints suffocating my beast, Michael's trembling hands reach down to unzip my jeans, noticing my hard on.

I tugged his sweats down to his ankles also removing his boxers, sexual frustration taking over not just me, but Michael, as his green eyes darkened with lust. And I knew that this small bathroom was going to steam the fuck up.

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After finishing off with Michael, i stood up and started to redress as the panting boy leaned against the wall, trying to catch his breath.

"Cal, what is this? like what are we?" he asked closing his eyes and lowering his head as if he was ashamed.

I looked down at him, avoiding all eye contact and shrugged,

"I dunno" I sighed and left him in the bathroom alone, sneaking to my room.

A/N: fucking hell, what fuckery is this shit, Cal pal likes to play with emotions and dicks, hell yeaAh. v v v weak smut, calm your tits, it coming ;)))))))))