Stained |Tradley AU| SHORT STORY<3

"Good boy"

"I'm going to wreck you, sweetheart"

Brad had never been more ready for anything.
He whined as Tristan backed him up against the wall, all the while keeping his dark, lusty eyes connected with Bradley's wide ones. When the smaller boys back was pressed against his bedroom wall, his hands made their way up to Tristan's chest, resting them there while the older boys lips travelled down his sun kissed neck, sucking at the sweet spot he knew he had.
"God you look gorgeous" he groaned, one hand gripping brads hip, keeping him where he wanted him to be. His other hand wrapped round the side of his boyfriend's neck, gently squeezing. Their lips connected again, and almost immediately, Tristan slid his tongue across brads bottom lip, asking the smaller boy for entrance, which he gladly gave. The kiss was rough, pushing the smaller boy further back, and to Tristan's delight, causing him to moan and whine more.
"Never thought you'd be this submissive, sweetheart" Tristan chuckled, between kisses.
"Look at you, begging for me to dominate you." His eyes trailed down his boyfriends body.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll take care of you."
Tristan's hands were tugging Bradley's shirt over his head, still stopping to make sure brad was okay with this. He was, of course.

Tris let his hands fall under the boys thighs, pushing himself even closer to his boyfriend.
"Jump, brad" he commanded, his voice husky. Brad did as he was told, pushing off his tip toes into his boyfriends grasp. Tristan held him there, sloppily kissing his collar bone.

"Good boy" he whispered darkly into brads ear, sending shivers throughout his small body. His hands gripped the smaller boys tan thighs, as he strode towards brads perfectly made bed.

He gently dropped the boy so he was sitting against the headboard, leaning on his elbows. The blonde bit his lip as he stared down at brad, a blushing mess with bedroom eyes. He hovered over his boyfriend, who clearly wanted him to kiss in faster because brad pulled Tristan down by his necklace. The kiss was so full of lust, Bradley's lips were swollen and plump, a few teeth marks from where Tristan had gently bitten his bottom lip were imprinted clearly, just like the hickeys on his neck and collar bone.
"Tristannn" he softly whined, as the older boy lightly rolled his hips.
"Yes, sweetheart?" He asked the smaller boy, panting a bit.
Brad didn't answer, he just hid his head against his boyfriends chest, whimpering a bit.

"Words baby. What do you want me to do?" Tristan used one hand to lift brads face. There was so much lust in his voice.
"I want.. please touch me" he stuttered.
"Of course you do, sweetheart" Tristan growled, rolling his hips a little more. He moved down the brunettes body, so he was sat in between his small thighs, parting his legs. He groaned as brad lay there in front of him, those sexy panties  hugging his ass perfectly. He could honestly watch him all day, but he had a job to do. Or, a brad to do.

Slipping his hand down his panties, Tristan started to jerk him off, earning the sweetest moans from his boyfriend, but brad stoped him.

"This is supposed to be about you"
He painted, pushing the older boy off him and clambering on his lap.

Tugging the boys boxers down, exposing his erect member.

Brad made kept the eye contact as his lips worked their way up
And down .

Tristan was surprised, he didn't expect brad to be so brave.

"Ahh.. Good boy sweetheart" Tristan groaned, tightening his grip on his boyfriends hair. 

"You don't have to.. you don't have to swallow.." Tristan gently Reminded  his boyfriend.

But brad only looked him dead in the eye whilst he swallowed everything.

Guys omg I'm so so sorry this is so rushed but I've got THE worst hangover and I'm literally I'm so much pain and I know this is way to much information BUT MY THROAT HURTS FROM SUCKING SOMEONE OFF

I HATE MYSELF