One Shots - Jyler [boyxboy] √

1.2 (ffy)

this is chapter 12 of FFY but in tyler's pov lol.

"come dance with me." i smirked as i heard wyatt whisper in my ear. his arms wrapped around my waist. i pressed myself back against him to tease him.

"you love being a tease, don't you?" he said and i turned around to face him.

"i guess so." i said. i handed my cup to joe and pushed wyatt to the center of everyone dancing.

we both laughed as everyone started cheering for us to dance. so that's exactly what we did. he held me close to him, gripping onto my hips as they moved against his.

our faces were dangerously close to one another and i was tempted to simply lean in. the alcohol in took over my mind as my eyes closed and let myself enjoy this moment.

i don't know how or when, but wyatt's lips soon were on mine and i could hear the faint cheering over the music.

just as i felt myself loosen up and willing to go further with wyatt, he pulled back. i slightly panted as i chased after his lips.

and before he could kiss me again, i was roughly pulled away from him. i gasped, my eyes widening as saw wyatt stumble backwards.

i tried reaching for him, but i was being pulled away from wyatt and everyone else. i turned to see who was holding so tightly onto my wrist.

my eyes widened once again and tried prying his hand off my wrist. "justin, let go!" i said and slightly whimpered as his grip tightened.

even as he lead us upstairs and still tried my best to get my arm away from his hold. but i couldn't get him to let go while i was this drunk.

once we got to the first guest room he saw, he pushed me inside, making me stumble a bit. "what the hell is your problem! why did you have to get in the way of the only fun i was having tonight?! why—" i yelled and he cut me off with a kiss.

my eyes widened and i pushed him away. he turned around and closed the door. he walked closer to me and lead towards the bed. panic started to rise within me the closer he got.

"what—"

"shut up! you think that you can just go and hoe around with other guys?! while i'm in the room? you aren't going to get away so easily, baby doll." he said and kissed me, gripping onto my hips.

i tasted the alcohol on him and pushed him away one more time and this seemed to have triggered something in him. he shoved me onto the bed.

i gasped as i landed on the bed with him hovering over me. "i want you, baby." he said and kissed my neck.

"y-you're drunk justin, you're going to r-regret it l-later on." i stuttered and he grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head.

"i don't care, i've missed my baby doll." he whispered in my ear and nibbled on it.

i whined the further down he went on my neck. the alcohol in system was clouded my mind and the only thing i could focus on was justin's lips on my skin.

as well as ignoring the warning signals that went off in my mind.

"i want this off." he said and tugged on my jeans. i watched him as he unbuttoned my jeans, lifting my hips up so he could remove them.

once he did that, i sat up and removed my crop top hoodie. i wanted to feel his skin on mine so i removed his shirt.

i kissed him and pulled him down to me, wrapping my legs and arms around him as our lips moved feverishly against each other's. his hands roamed up and down my body.

"justin..." i moaned as his lips moved back to my neck. i knew i'd have visible marks on me, but i didn't want him to stop.

he moved down to my chest, leaving a trail of hickeys. i whined as he teased me with feathery kisses. "do something." i whined and he smirked.

"like what? what do you want me to do baby?" he said and kissed further down my chest. i shivered and gasped as he placed open mouth kisses down my stomach and to my bulge.

"fuck me." i whimpered and he smirked, looking up at me and making eye contact.

"anything for my baby doll." he said and removed the rest of our clothes.

"skip the foreplay and just fuck me." i said and he moaned as i pulled him down to me. he pinned my hips down as i kept trying to create friction between us.

he pulled and reached for his jeans, grabbing a small bottle of lube and pulling out a condom. i bit my lip and sat up on my knees as neared me.

i wanted all of him, without anything keeps us apart. my drunken mind had resurfaced my feelings for him and i wanted him more than ever.

i took the condom from him and threw off to the side. "i want to feel all of you." i said and kissed down his neck. he groaned and pushed me back onto the bed.

taking the lube from him, i switched our positions. i straddled his lap and gave him few strokes as i covered him with lube.

i bit my lip and lined myself up with him. i slowly lowered myself on him and a pained whimpered slipped past my lips.

i could feel the slight stretch and tried relaxing to lessen the pain.

but not wanting to wait, i took him all in. "fuck, baby doll." he groaned and gripped onto my hips.

"fuck!" i cried out in pain and bit my lip, my eyes closing. he moved his hands to my lower back, helping me with the slight pain.

"this is why foreplay is necessary." he teased. i opened my eyes and held his gaze with mine. he groaned as i started moving.

"oh fuck..." i moaned as i found my prostate. i've missed this feel and picked up my pace, placing my hands on his chest to balance myself.

i whined when i couldn't find it again. "justin..." i gasped as i moved my hips a certain way, finding my prostate again. i threw my head back, letting out a string of moans as i repeated hit it.

gripping onto my hips, he flipped us over. his lips once again abused my neck as my hands tangled themselves in his hair.

our moans mixed together as he repeatedly hit my prostrate. my nails ran down his back as i fell in complete bliss.

i loved and missed having him this close. he reached up to kiss me and i poured my emotions into the kiss.

the kiss was sloppy and feverish the closer we got to our highs, swallowing each other's moans.

i clung onto him, wishing my feelings were reciprocated.

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ngl, i personally preferred this one better, but showing drunk justin's pov was needed.

because you know what they say, drunken words/actions are sober thoughts.