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Fanboy, part 2 (smut)

The long awaited continuation of my Jobdiel oneshot from approximately ten years ago (:

I was going to give the list of ships that are included here, but as I wrote it I realized there wasn't really a point. Basically there's a little bit of almost everything :))

No one should have ever encouraged me to write this. This is not my fault...but you're so welcome 🌚 

(...que Dios me perdone)

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"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Joel sits up quickly, his own cum dripping off his body.

"You heard me," said Zabdiel. "What, you don't want them to come or what?"

"I - that's not what I said, I - I don't know-" Joel stammers. He still can't think straight after his recent orgasm, and still seeing Zabdiel there in front of him with no clothes on isn't helping.

Zabdiel smirks, and Joel once again feels his mind go blank. "Trust me, baby," he says, crouching down beside the younger boy to caress his cheek. "They won't do anything you won't like." He punctuates his sentence with a little kiss on the lips.

Joel blushes. That had been the first time he'd done anything sexual with anyone, and it had been special to him. He isn't sure if he's ready for more just yet, and anyway, he can already feel the ache setting in between his legs.

But at the same time...millions of fans dream of having the opportunity he has with the boys right now. Would he regret it if he said no?

He doesn't get the chance to respond before Zabdiel's phone buzzes again. "Oh, shit," he says, his eyes skimming over the message.

"What happened?"

"Chris just texted and said Clara's rushing them out, she's gonna come check on me in a minute."

Joel feels the panic seize his chest. "W-what am I supposed to do?" He looks around frantically, trying to figure out where he'd put his clothes.

"Relax, relax," Zabdiel replies, putting his strong arm comfortingly around Joel's shoulders. "Just get dressed, and I'll get dressed too, and if anyone knocks just hide there behind the couch."

Joel nods obediently, standing up and taking the clothes that Zabdiel hands to him. He's vaguely aware that they're not his, but he puts them on anyway, his heart thudding loudly in his chest. He knows he'll die of embarrassment if he gets caught.

Part of him is a little bit sad, honestly, because he'd kind of gotten his hopes up about getting to see the other boys...and even do more than see them. But he supposes he can't really complain, when he'd just lost his virginity to his favorite person in the whole wide world. He's more than content with that.

But once he slips Zabdiel's oversized shirt over his head, he feels a pair of hands on his waist again. "Don't think this is over, precioso," Zabdiel says, smiling. He picks up his phone and holds it out to Joel. "Give me your number, and we'll set up a time to pick up where we left off."

Joel feels his heart skip a beat again, and he smiles as he punches in his phone number.

When he's done, Zabdiel's hand slides back behind his neck to pull him in for another slow kiss, intertwining their tongues just briefly before pulling away. Luckily, no one has come to check on him yet, so they savor the moment.

"All right, I'm gonna go out in the hall and check if anyone's coming. When it's clear I'll open the door for you again, and you go to the left and sneak out the loading door that's straight ahead. Got it?" Joel nods. "Great."