Pretty Little Liars Preferences

#62 You Accidently Turn Him On

Ezra: It was a really hot day and you just grabbed a popsicle from the freezer and sat back down with Ezra. You guys were watching a t.v show and you were just licking and sucking on the popsicle. Ezra was staring at you and couldn't stop. He began getting hard and he adjusted his seating. "Ezra.. stop staring at me," you laughed. "S-Sorry.." he blushed. You could feel his hard on your butt. "Ezra what the-" you saw his hard was very noticeable. "Ezra!" you slapped his arm softly. "I can't help it! You're just doing that.." he blushed. "Jeez Ezra.." you giggled. "I CAN'T HELP IT! Please help me," he begged. "No, go to the bathroom," you smiled. "I hate you," he whined. You laughed and kissed his lips.

Caleb: Caleb was teaching you how to play guitar. You were on his lap and his hands were on yours. You were so focused. You loved how he played guitar, so you wanted to play it too. You were holding the neck of the guitar and Caleb was getting hard for some reason. You moved to the chords. You felt oddly something on your butt. "Caleb.." you looked at him. His face was all red. "Caleb are you turned on?" you asked, smirking a little. "Maybe.." he blushed. "Weirdo! How are you even turned on right now?!" you asked. "You were holding the neck of the guitar and-" "OKAY OKAY I GET IT!" you interrupted him. "It's just because of last night," he giggled and put his face on your shoulder. You laughed. "Stop," you smiled. "Okay we'll do it later," he smiled cheekily.''Caleb!" you yelled. He was laughing so hard.

Toby: You just woke up, all cranky and Toby was downstairs. You walked to the kitchen and leaned on the door frame. "Oh hey sleepy head," Toby smiled. You groaned and moaned LOUDLY. Because you were cranky. Toby felt his hard getting noticed. "What are you doing Toby?" you asked. He didn't respond. You rubbed your eyes, and woke up fully. "Toby?" you asked. You noticed he covered his hands where his hard was. "Why are you covering?" you asked, walking to him. He began to feel uncomfortable and blushed. "Are you turned on from me?" you smirked. "N-No.." he stuttered. You looked at him. "Okay yes!" he blurted. "How?" you crossed your arms. "Um.. when you came in the kitchen and you moaned and groaned loudly," he blushed. "Oh you are weird," you kissed his cheek. "No you are," he giggled and kissed yours.

Jason: It was the hottest Fourth of July in a decade, and you had dragged Jason to the local park to have a picnic and watch the fireworks. It was just past noon, and the sun beat down relentlessly as you two roamed the park looking for something to do until the fireworks started. Jason was talking to some friends while you scanned the park, looking for something fun to do, when something caught your eye. His friends left, and you wordlessly tugged on his shirt sleeve and pointed. He looked up, looked back at you with a grin, and you both took off sprinting to the Otter Pop stand. "Hello, yes, could we get a red and purple, please?" asked Jason breathlessly. Scowling and muttering something about "crazy teenagers" under his breath, the vender handed you the popsicles and went back to reading the latest edition of Sports Illustrated. Walking away, you tore your popsicle open and took your first bite. Wiping your mouth, you turned to Jason to make a joke about the vender's amazing friendlessness, only to find him staring intensely between your mouth and your Otter Pop. Thinking you had something on your face, you licked your lips. Jason gulped and bit his lip. A thought dawned on you...he couldn't be...? Well, there's one way to find out. You raised your Otter Pop to your lips, staring Jason dead in the eye, and slowly pushed up on it from the bottom. Jason blushed and moved his hands to cover the front of his pants. ''Jason!" you laughed in disbelief. "Are you seriously turned on by me eating an Otter Pop?" Jason smirked with what little dignity he had left. "Well, it just looks so much like...you know...and it was all over your face..." "Jason, it's purple." "Close enough." You laughed and rolled your eyes, grabbing his hand. "Come on, let's go take care of you."

Mike: You tied the strings of your new bikini with a double knot, turning to examine yourself in the mirror. You had to admit: you looked hot. The white top made you seem bustier than you were, and the aqua bottoms showcased your long legs. You smiled, hoping Mike would like it. You ran downstairs and outside, where Ezra and Caleb were already deeply engaged in a splash war, and Toby sat with his legs in the water, watching. You sat down next to him. "Where's Mike?" Toby laughed. "Hello to you too, Y/N. I'm doing great, thanks for asking." You gave him a look and he shrugged. "Bathroom, probably." "Why aren't you getting in?" You asked, curious. "It's so cold!" You smirked, an idea forming in your mind. "Well, it'd be a shame if you were to...fall in..." Toby's eyes widened. "Y/N NO!" He screamed as you pushed him off the edge. At the last moment, he grabbed your arm and pulled you down with him. You shrieked, falling into the cold water. Toby was right, it was freezing! Shivering, you swam to the edge of the pool, resting on it, when you noticed Mike walking out of the house towards the pool. "Hey babe!" You smirked evilly, climbing out of the pool soaking wet. "Want a hug?" you approached your dry boyfriend - not dry for much longer. Instead of cowering or running away like you predicted, Mike stood dumbfounded, staring at you as you walked closer to him. He ran his eyes up your body, starting with your legs, and gulping when he reach your face, Adam's apple bobbing. "Hey, Mike, are you okay?" you asked, a bit worried. He wasn't acting like himself. "Y-yeah...fine..." Mike responded, looking at the ground and fidgeting. "Come here," you said softly. You lifted his chin with your fingers. "What's wrong?" "You're hot, that's what's wrong," Mike muttered, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your hips against him. "OH." You looked at him. "Really? Now? I didn't even do anything!" You laughed. "Yes, you did! Walking towards me, in that bathing suit, soaking wet, asking for a hug." Mike's lips ghost over your ear. "Hey baby, you want to help me out here?" "Hmmm..." You said, running your hand down his abs down to right above where he wanted you the most. You suddenly stepped backwards, smirking. "No, I don't think so." You turned and began walking back to the pool. "What do you expect me to do, then?!" "Guess you have to make another trip to the bathroom, huh?"