⚠️!!Smut Warning!!⚠️
Dom smirked as he gazed down at Taurtis, "You've always looked pretty on your knees."
Taurtis kept quiet as he unbuckled Dom's belt. Popping off the button and pulling down his zipper, letting Dom's jeans rest against his thighs. Tugging his boxer briefs down, the faster he worked, the faster they'd get to the bedroom. He gripped the base of Dom's shaft, moving his hand up and down, letting his fingers run along the underside of Dom's dick. He dragged his tongue over his tip, making sure to linger across his slit.
"Fuck," Dom gritted out, "Just suck it!"
Taurtis resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Dom could be very sassy and whiny at times, but right now was definitely not the time to tease him about it.
He wrapped his lips around his tip, letting it slide in and out of his mouth. It was moments like this that he wished he could ask Sam for some tips, though that would probably bring up to many questions. However, Dom never really cared about Taurtis's blowing skills or lack thereof. Especially, when pissed off.
Dom gripped the hair at the base of Taurtis's neck, shoving him further down his length. Taurtis gagged, bringing his hands to grasp Dom's hips for leverage. Dom maybe in control for the moment, but Taurtis was still stronger than him, even if they were pretty even.
Dom smirked as he felt him struggling, "Yeah, take it!"
Taurtis had half the mind to bite him but reminded himself that Dom needed release. Taurtis relaxed as best as he could, letting Dom drag his head up and down, making sure to curl his tongue up every once in a while.
He always found himself wondering if this was how J felt most of the time. While J was definitely an action over words kind of guy, he wasn't overly thrilled with physical contact, let alone sex. There were times when Taurtis worried he only participated because Sam was included or he felt that if he didn't, the whole thing would be called off. He didn't like the idea of J feeling forced to do anything or just putting up with them. He hoped that he didn't feel like he had to be pliant with them. He would rather it be because he enjoyed himself. Even now, with Dom basically using his mouth because it was the closest warm hole, and while giving Dom head did nothing for him, Taurtis did enjoy the sounds he was making and, even if he'd rather not admit it out loud, the slight sting from the tight grip on his hair. Taurtis was also filled with anticipation for Dom to cum so he could drag him off to his bedroom.
Taurtis barely caught on to what Dom was doing when he thrusted himself farther down Taurtis's throat.
"Fuck~!" Taurtis pushed away from Dom, not quick enough to dodge the hot cum running down his throat, but enough to get his clothes and some of the floor dirty.
He landed on his butt, coughing as he tried to swallow as much as he could. When he gazed up, Dom was leaning against the fridge with a permanent frown on his face. At least he was calm enough to only manage that.
Taurtis got to his feet, shoving his mouth onto Dom's, who quickly responded to the feverish kiss. Taurtis wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him away from the fridge and out of the kitchen. Their teeth clashed and one of them had a busted lip; the irony taste making that well known. Dom propped Taurtis up against the door. Taurtis fumbled with doorknob, before tumbling into the room with Dom in tow. Dom shoved him back, landing on the bed, as he locked the door.
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Dirty Secrets (Book 1)
Fanfiction(First book in the Dirty Series) Grian was finally enrolled in his dream school, Clover Prep. Every student there is the smartest of the smart, so focused on their future that it inspired Grian greatly. At least that's what Grian was expecting, then...
