Greece One Shots

Flustered

A/N: Hello again! It'd make me happy if you guys requested some things :) whether it be ideas, lines you wanna see or part 2 of ones I've already done, just lemme know 😉💓 Enjoy this even tho it kinda sucks lmao!

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(George's POV)

I was laying in my bed in my pyjamas watching tv. It was midnight so Blake and Reece had already gone to bed although I could still see light coming from Reece's room meaning he was probably still awake. Since the three of us are in the same band we figured it would be easier if we all moved in together rather than having to travel all the time. My room is on the opposite side of the hall to Reece's and Blake's is downstairs.

"George?" I heard Reece's voice yell out.

I got out of bed and walked down to Reece's room, knocking quietly on the door.

"Come in." He called out.

I opened the door and walked in, shutting the door behind me. I'd only ever been in his room a couple times. Since we spend basically every second of every day together, when we go to our bedrooms it usually means we need some space, meaning we never really go in each other's rooms. He had his lights dimmed and was sitting on the edge of his bed, a look on his face I wasn't quite sure of.

"Everything okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah. I hurt my back on stage last night and it's still really sore. Would you be able to give me a quick massage? I don't want it to affect my performance tomorrow night."

"Yeah, of course." I smiled.

He returned the smile and rolled onto his stomach in the middle of his bed.

I'm sure if he knew the truth he wouldn't be asking me.

I've had feelings for Reece for a while now. I knew there was something there from the start but over the past few months it's gotten pretty strong. This is the last thing I should be doing considering my feelings but I'm sure it won't hurt.

"Is it alright if I sit on you?" I asked hesitantly as I walked over to his bed.

"Go for it. I'll take my shirt off so it's easier for you."

And with that, he ripped his shirt off. He is actually so hot it could kill. I climbed on his bed and straddled his thighs, leaning over him. This is something I've wanted to do for a long time but for a different reason.

"Where does it hurt?" I asked.

"Everywhere." He groaned with a little laugh. God that laugh. "Sort of in the middle but a little lower."

I put my hands on his back and started massaging him.

"This the right spot?"

"Mhm. Perfect." He moaned.

Oh god. This is gonna be a lot harder than I thought.

"Maybe you should be a masseuse, you're really good at it." He chuckled. "A little lower."

I moved my hands a little lower and started rubbing his back. A quiet moan escaped his lips and all I could think was fuck. I pressed a little harder which made him groan again.