lemon chaser

temptation; part 1

hello guys sorry for the superrr long wait just school n shit you kno lmao but anyways the inspiration for this chapter was kind of weird i was watching impractical jokers and something happened and my mind took it and ran w it and this was born. oops. i split it into two parts bc i made it too long. oops again. as always if you see any mistakes, please let me know (i've been staring at this oneshot for months tho so there shouldn't be any). enjoy
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-corruption
-role reversal, gentle femdom (duh)
-and they were roommates (oh my god they were roommates)
-unrequited love
- a little tiny bit of sadness but it's for like .3 seconds. sorry
-healthy dose of fluff (that's a fat ass lie there's so much fuckin fluff)
-sorry for the long AN
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Noah tossed a piece of cereal at his roommate's face, sighing annoyedly, "Trey. Are you even listening to me, idiot?"

"Mhm. Sure bro, of course." he nodded absentmindedly, clearly paying no attention, his gaze fixed towards the kitchen window.

"Yeah?" Noah raises an eyebrow. "Tell me exactly what I just said, then. Word for word." He suppresses a small smirk, knowing he's trapped his friend.

"Uh-I— um well you said that you uh..." Trey trailed of pathetically, clearly caught. He averted his gaze from the window back to his friend. "My bad bro."

"Well what I said was we need to clean a bit. Ryan's coming over tonight," Noah explained, being simply unable to hide his excited smile.

Trey's face screws up into a frown. "Ew. I don't need you and your girlfriend being all lovey dovey around our house," he complains. Whenever the two got together, they could not keep their hands off of each other whatsoever and it annoyed Trey to no end. Whenever he walked into a room they were in there, cuddling or kissing or doing gross couple things.

"Aww baby, is someone jealous?" Noah asks him in a condescending voice, and he swears that if Trey's skin tone wasn't so dark, he'd be blushing. It was no secret that Trey had taken a liking to Ryan... or more specifically, her body. If he had a quarter for number of times he'd caught his roommate staring at her ass or tits, he'd probably be rich. "Anyways, you're welcome to leave the house if you don't need that constant reminder of your nonexistent love life," he tells him, equally as condescending.

"Your girlfriend has a boy name," Trey insults weakly in response. Noah just rolls his eyes, ignoring him.

"And I mean, considering you're bi, you have way more options, so you really have no excuse for being so single, do you?" he jokes. He can practically see steam shooting out of his roommate's ears and he struggles not to laugh.

"Shut up, Noah," Trey says warningly, abandoning his cereal to stare at his roommate.

Noah smirks, leaning forward teasingly. "Make me."

And he takes off running down the hallway before Trey's feet can even hit the ground, laughter echoing throughout the house.

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When the doorbell rings later that evening, Noah all but sprints to the door. Trey rolls his eyes, silently preparing himself for the next few days of unavoidable suffering.

He stalks to the kitchen, busying himself with preparing dinner in order not to have to face the couple.

When Ryan comes into the kitchen later, reaching up for a glass, Trey can't really help but stare at the way her shirt rides up slightly, exposing her toned stomach and revealing the leggings that hug her ass just perfectly. Damn, he bites his tongue so as not to say it aloud. Ryan gives him a casual smile as she leaves the kitchen, Trey letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding when he's finally rid of her presence.