Twoset Violin oneshots or possibly more

Humiliation (nsfw)

( this is the reason I can not write or draw when I am half asleep I never know what I'm going to get. But the running theme of lack of sleep seems to equal smut. So have some smut based off a picture I drew where Brett is mostly an asshole instead of the sweet heart I typically make him.)

" Get out here panty boy! You lost the bet! Brett called down the hallway to Eddy's room.

" I don't want too." He heard the tallers muffled reply against the door," what you gave me to wear is a very sad excuse for underwear! It doesn't cover anything!"

" That's kinda the point of panties," Brett chuckled walking down to the bedroom getting his phone ready then he started to turn the door knob as the younger male began to complain again," Why the hell do you even have these?"

"For special occasions" he hummed pushing the door open," Now come on you lost the bet so you have to let me see and revel in your shame."

Eddy held back a scream as the door opened: he knew he should of locked it, but no he had been to trusting that his privacy would of been respected. So he tried to do damage control and keep the dignity he had left by pulling the hem of his shirt down to try and cover himself," You're sadistic…." He murmured nervously before he noticed Brett's phone. His eyes widened as if a deer in the headlights," Please tell me you aren't taking pictures"

Brett continued humming for a bit as if not paying attention but eventually his gaze lifted from the screen," No I'm not taking photos" Eddy's relief was short lived,however, as the shorter continued," But I am recording. So lift your shirt so I can see what you're wearing" an evil glint twinkled in his eyes but also the proud look of triumph spred across his face as if he had won," Karma is a bitch ain't it?"

"Brett I can hardly call a pink bunny costume the same thing as a red lace cloth that just screams slut," Eddy protested as he pulled his shirt down further to hide himself," I will not lift it I don't want you staring at my dick….."

" I've seen it before"

" Not in panties!"

The two males began to stare each other down in a silent match of dominance seeing who would obey whom but Brett broke the silence with a sigh," I guess I'll just have to send it to Hilary and Ray to see what they think" he paused the recording letting the threat sink in

" You wouldn't dare" Eddy spat back but instantly regretted his words as the shorter ran out of the room laughing wickedly.

The taller grew pale letting go of the hem of his shirt to run after," Brett get back here! I didn't mean to tempt you! Please don't send it to anyone! BRETT!" He looked frantically for where the elder male went, starting to panic and plead. He then noticed the elders bedroom door slightly cracked open. Eddy stopped his pleads to sneakily creep to the bedroom I'm going to pry that phone from his cold dead hands the taller thought as he gently pushed the rest of the door open, trying to find where his soon to be victim of strangulation was hiding.

Brett's form was seen sitting behind the side of the bed that wasn't facing the door. Maybe he took pity on his friend while hearing the younger panic in the hallway.

" you chose a lousy hiding spot"

" Maybe I wanted to be found" Brett made out with a wheeze as he was tackled then pinned to the floor with Eddy sitting on top of his hips. The younger didn't seem too aware of the position as he tried to pry the phone from the elders hands," Give it to me!"

" You can have it." Brett slowly let go staring a bit wide eyed at the pair of panties and what they attempted to hide: still Eddy remained oblivious too focused on deleting all evidence that proved this happened.