"Dallon, I'm not up for it today." Brendon huffs as Dallon sucks at his neck, leaving red marks.
Dallon frowns, "Why not? You seemed into it earlier."
"I don't know, I'm just not feeling it anymore."
Dallon stares at Brendon angrily, "You're just going to cock block me like that? You lead me on! You can't stop now!" He reaches down to brendon's pants and unzips them.
Tears gather in Brendon's eyes. He didn't want to today, but being too scared to argue again, he allows Dallon's hand to slip into his boxers.
I'm not going to write smut because this book is too fucked up to write it and I have friends that would judge me for it :)
Sorry if you wanted it
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FanfictionBrendon decides to text the number he had found etched into a table at starbucks, he never knew such a decision could have such a massive impact on his life. (I STARTED THIS IN 2017 IT IS SO BAD)
