-CHAPTER FIFTEEN-
"Whoa. This is so amazing!!" Theo chuckled as he threw out his arms on the bed, looking up at the ceiling with large pupils. Boris giggled, nodding as he did the same act between Theo.
"I see a rabbit." He said, and stretched out his tongue. He turned his head to right, to face Theo. Theo saw his move in the corner of his eyes and faced him, still giggling.
They had spent the last hour just drinking and taking a dose of pills, three to be exactly. Their bodies was filled with toxic agent and their brans had tuened to an upside down, causing them to just giggle and weep strange words and sientedns. But then both pleasure their place between each other on the bed, their finger touching each other a little, their eyes staring into the orthers, and drunk. They described an toxic eighteen years old boy, but in sixteen and fourteen years size.
"I don't think it's weird but you really look beautiful." Boris suddenly slurred out and Theo blushed, giggling as he moved closer to Boris. He curled his fingers around Boris wrist, let his hand go down to his hand and interlocked their fingers with each other.
"You too." The giggled and Boris rolled his eyes as he laughed out loud, shaking his head.
"You are so gay, Potter!!" He laughed and for a second, Theo furrowed his eyebrows brows, before he sat up and leaned over Boris, looking deep into his eyes as he almost threw his lips on Boris'.
"Maybe I am!" He giggled. Boris chuckled low, rolling his eyes and kicking his swollen lips. The swallowed hard, before he carefully placed his left leg on Boris' lap, slowly starting down on his waist, teasing.
"Isn't it a little hot in here?" Theo asked, stretching out his tongue and breath heavy, fully aware that he effected Boris. Or at least, he tried to, and it seems successfully then Boris swallowed hard, raising his body a little and nodding.
"Um yeah..." he swallowed. "Maybe best If you.. Um. Take of your shirt." He said, giving Theo lust filled and nervous eyes. Theo giggled, nodding and crossed his arms over his t-shirt, grabbing the edges and slowly started to pull it of. He could feel Boris dark brown eyes examining him, his blood running through his body as he carefully laid his t-shirt on the floor and looked down at Boris, with a sweet smile.
"So." He said, starting to get of Boris body, but got stopped by a hand on his waist. Boris didn't say anything but placing a hand on Theos beck, pulling down his face, causing them lips to press against each other again.
"Stop teasing, Potter." Boris whispered with his deep voice, slowly let his fingers run through Theos blonde hair, ran his thoungue over his bottoming.
"I'm not." Theo lied, smiling on the inside but giving Boris an straight face. Boris rolled his eyes, placing his hands on Theodores waist.
Theo couldn't escape to pleasure the touch, the feeling of his hands on his waist. They were warm, and smooth, like clouds, or sand, safe. He looked down on the hands, and then up on Boris sighing. He totally knew that his mind was playing with him, because of all the toxic smoke and pills and alcohol as was embracing all his organs, but for a second, he felt sober. He felt loved and needed, with Boris eyes staring into his, his laps under his bum, and his face just a few centimetres from his.
"You don't want to get sober, don't you?" Theo mumbled, licking his lips. Boris eyes widened of surprise, looking down on his band marked t-shirt. "You don't want to understand the truth.." Theo mumbled quite. Boris sighed deeply, looking up at him and rolled his eyes.
"Fuck off, Decker. You don't know what you're talking about." Boris pulled off the of his body, made him fall of the bed and hit the floor with a boom. He just a threw a simple eye as he stood up. Theo thought that he was going to give him a hand first, and comfort the pain of the fall by asking if he's okay. But instead, Boris crossed his arms over his t-shirt, gripping the edges and let it slowly go up against his body, Theo examining everything piece of his movement till his t-shirt fall to the floor.
"Get up here before I fucking start jerk off myself." He groaned, threw his body on the bed and looked down on the with hungry eyes. Theo chuckled, blushing and nodded. He could see the fire in Boris body. But he didn't want to mention it. It wasn't a first of.. horny, dirty thoughts, drugs, smoke and alcohol. It was a fire of shell, pain, hopelessness, and disposition.
"I wouldn't mind." He said, as he carefully sat down on the bed next to Boris. Boris grinned, placing a hand on Theos waist again, this time a little harder, and stsred into his eyes. His eyes closing as he started to move closer, short after pressing his lips against the blonde ones. Theo somewhere wanted to pull away and just talk, then the drugs actually made him brave for once. Made him want to talk, and actually talk. Without being unsure and want to cry whenever he thought he said something wrong.
"You wouldn't, huh?" Boiris mumbled, licking his wet tongue over Theos bottom lip. "If so, take of you pants." Boris said, Theo immediately opening his eyes in shook, pulling away a bit. Boris looked up at him with his puppy eyes, "baby..." He whispered, praying. "I kinda need you on all four right now.." He whispered again and Theo swallowed and nodded, stood up from the bed. He felt the sweat running down his body as he unbuckled his pants, unsure, scared, and for the first time, of all times he have ended up with Boris, without want. Just wanting to talk and hear the truth.
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