Beatles Smut SHIP WARNING

McLennon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Let me introduce myself, I am flowerchilduwu, but you can just refer to me as Squeak. I write weird shit and I hope you enjoy.

If this emoji (😉) is at the beginning of a chapter, it will be smut

This emoji 💗 stands for fluff

And this 💔 for angst (BTW, there will be very little angst)

anyways, on with the show

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cLennon

  Paul sat on the ground, back against the wall and a glass of liquor next to him, holding in moans and gasps.

  Paul's face scrunched up in pleasure. John lay between his legs, mouth wrapped around the younger one's member. His arms were wrapped around Paul's thighs, holding his mate in place. The way John bobbed his head, the way his tongue worked around Paul's dick, it was almost too much pleasure at once.

  John pulled off, looking up at Paul with a smirk.
  “Does my little slut want more?”

  Paul blushed at John's words, choosing not to say a thing.

  “Did you hear me? Or do you just want a punishment?”

  After a couple seconds of silence, John layed a slap on Paul's thigh, loving the sound of Paul's groaning.

  “Please, m-more Johnny...” Paul moaned out, thrusting his hips up in the air.

  John pushed Paul's hips down, holding them to the rough floor. He wrapped his hand around Paul's dick, giving the tip a light, teasing kiss.

   The boy above him groaned, gripping John's hair.
  “Please!”

  John smirked, looking up into Paul's list filled eyes.
“Please what, love?”

  A high-pitched whimper left Paul, giving John a pleading look.
  “J-just suck me please.... John...”

  John engulfed Paul's erection back in his mouth, bobbing his head and looking up at Paul. His Paul.

  Loud moans filled the room they were in, you could probably here it from the next room over.
  “O-oh god...... More.”

  John's tongue circled the head of Paul's dick, loving the arousing taste of precum filling his mouth as Paul started to get closer and closer to his high, legs tensing, the grip he had on John's hair intensifying. He was this close, but John sat up, pulling Paul by his tie and locking their lips together teasingly.

  Paul's eyes watered, he wanted- no, needed to release.
  “John plea-”

  John interrupted the chubby cheeked boy, slapping his exposed thigh.
  “Shh... Don't worry, love. You'll get your release. Just be patient or I'll have to punish you, princess.”

“Princess..? Just because I'm letting you do this, Johnny, doesn't mean you can call me princess you prick.”

  John glared at him and slapped Paul across the face.
  “Who's in control here, Paul? I could leave right now y'know,”

  Paul bit his lip, a light blush spread across his face. He absolutely adored the way John was talking to him, the pain he received from the slap, it was all just pure pleasure.
  “I-I'm sorry Johnny... just.. please, I want you, I can't take anymore teasing..”

  John smirked, looking straight into Paul's eyes. They're dark with lust, his cheeks a light pink.
  “No,” John leaned closer and then whispered, “I'm gonna leave you here. Maybe that'll teach you a lesson on how to talk to me next time.”

  John stood up, giving Paul a smug look, winking as he walked out the room.

“Don't worry. You'll get your release eventually, needy whore.”

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ThAt WaS iNtErEsTiNg-

i found this story in my drafts, i completely forgot about it. found it unfinished and thought “hey, maybe i'll finish this”

BUT NOPE MY SMALL BRAIN COULDN'T FUNCTION SO THERE MAY OR MAY NOT BE A PART TWO