𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐍 |-/ austler (texting)

fourty one.

"wanna know something?" austin asks looking straight at him. he touches chandler's thigh a little harder.

"i'm listening." the other says. austin comes a little closer and whispers:

"i've always wanted to know how kissing you feels like."

chandler smiles pretentiously and bites his lip.

"well..." he starts massaging austin's shoulders while talking. "i've heard i have really sweet, soft lips..."

"i wonder..." austin says hypnotized by the other boy's lips.

"y'know..." he slips his fingers through austin chest, coming down slowly. "i can do... amazing things with my mouth."

austin swallows dry. "what kind of things?"

chandler laughs cocky. he reaches austin's ear and whispers: "things that would make you go absolutely crazy, abrams. i'm sure you won't sleep before thinking about me all the time after i go for it."

slow and carefully, he bites and licks austin's lug. austin feels a shiver all over his body because of the intimacy. one of chandler's hand caress austin's neck softly.

austin moves his hand from the thighs to chandler's hips, pushing him down to his lap. chandler stops bitting him to look at him in the eyes when he feels the boner beneath him.

"you're already hard?!" he concludes pleased. "i like how it goes..."

"ch... why do you have to be so..."

"hot? sassy? delightful?" chandler assumes. "because i'm a slut, honey."