"What's the password?"
I ask, trying to sound tough. Lachlan is silent for a moment. Then he does something so completely unexpected it almost knocks me over. He leans in and plants his lips firmly on mine. I'm so utterly shocked I can't kiss him back. He leans away and blushes.
"I-I'm so sorry. so s-s-sorry! I d-didn't mean t-to-"
He stutters, clearly panicking. I cut off his panic with a gentle kiss. He looks at me with a face full of disbelief.
"Hey, Lachlan, by the way. I'm in love with you."
I say and turn to leave the room. He grabs my hand and pulls me back toward him. He spins me and grabs my head, pulling me close. He kisses me viciously. His tongue caresses my lips, begging for access.I accept and allow him to explore a bit. His tongue darts in and out of my mouth like a timid fish. It's like torture because it feels so good. I dominate over his tongue and take control. My hands reach his back and his hair, grasping at both. I push him back by pressing my body fully against his. We reach my bed and Lachlan gracefully falls over the corner. I land on top of him and we continue kissing. I start to tug at his shirt and he lets me pull it up over his arms. It hangs loosely around his neck, rendering his chest exposed. He unbuttons my shirt with great haste. His hands slowly slide along my abdomen, sending chills through every inch of me. i run my fingers through his golden hair. He pulls away for breath for all of two nanoseconds and then we're right back at it. His hands creep dangerously low on my back. He mover them further and grabs my butt. I groan against his mouth and I feel him smile. God, this is like paradise.
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From The Dust: A TBNRduty Fanfiction
FanfictionEveryone falls in love. But it can be hard. Especially when you thought you were straight. Preston and Lachlan are in love. But how will they handle things when disaster strikes? Can they stay together? Or will somebody else fall?
