"guys you're being annoying!" corbyn couldn't stand them replaying the same tik tok, trying to learn it. "zach! daniel! shut the fuck up!" currently, jack and jonah had to leave to go get pizza and wanted to have a private conversation. everyone already knew who the conversation was going to be about... zach and corbyn.
corbyn groaned, "where's angi? why isn't she here to hop on your dick!" zach only laughed while daniel flipped corbyn off.
"she's at her mom's, somewhere in colorado, or something like that." daniel said, corbyn replaying the sound because zach messed up. corbyn finally had enough, running and grabbing daniels phone and throwing it across the room, landing on the couch then bouncing off onto the carpet floors. daniel ran to his phone, praying it wasn't cracked.
daniel sighed in relief, thanking that it didn't crack, but turning his attention to the crackhead.
"fuck you corbyn," daniel said.
corbyn gave him a shrug, "your fault..."
"we're home!" jack screamed through the house. zach smiled and started running to jonah, who was, unfortunately, caring the pizza. he frowned that he couldn't hug jonah so instead he walked beside him.
"hey baby," jonah said, making zachs heart flip and flop. he smiled and blushed, clinging to jonahs side, without touching him. jonah noticed the effect he had on zach, and he liked it. he wasn't trying to abuse that power he had.
they all sat around the living room, watching some scary movie, nobody really cared... besides daniel. he was the only one without a boo, while zach and jonah were cuddled up beside each other and corbyn and jack slowly coming closer.
someone's phone started to ring, seeing it was daniels with the ID saying 'my baby', knowing who it was. he smiled and answered, leaving the living room. jonah smirked, knowing how aroused zach can get.
zachs leg was over jonahs waist while his other on the other of jonahs leg, his head on jonahs chest. he slowly moved his hands down zachs back, going to the hem of his sweatpants and boxers. zach stiffened, looking over and jack and corbyn who were now cuddling. zach smiled for a quick second, before realizing jonahs hands under his clothing, on his bare ass.
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"so, you think to grab my ass... was going make me get hard?" zach asked plopping down on the bed while jonah closed the door. he only shrugged, sitting next to zach and laying his back down on the foam. zach smirked knowing he could get him pocking out this time. zach stood up, jonah still have his eyes closed. zach took his phone out looking at the time.
3:08 AM
he threw it on the bed, climbing on top of jonah, who immediately opened his eyes looking at zach who was smirking. zach trailed his hands down jonahs chest to his belly to the hem of his shirt. zach lifted his shirt up, not looking at jonah, but instead pulling his shirt up. zach leaned down to kiss jonah, jonah kissed back. jonah bit zachs lip, making zach bleed.
zach needed to stick through his plan, so he started to grind on jonah. jonah hummed in response, grabbing his waist and trying to press down on his hips to make them grind harder on him. zach felt jonahs member now up and ready for action. zach smirked, taking jonahs shirt off, slowly.
zach was about to put it over his head, but instead cupped the back so it was now stuck there. zach started laughing until jonah got the shirt over his head. now jonahs face looked more dominate then it's been the past two days they've been here. of course, it didn't seem like a lot, but being by someone's side for two days straight is a long time.
jonah switched spots, zach under jonah, breathing heavily. zach looked down his toned body, thinking all the things he could do it, back his face. his member was poking up as well, jonah only leaned in, kissing zachs lips. he started to trail off slowly, onto his jawline, to his neck. stoping on the neck to look at zach who was looked at the ceiling, enjoying every minute of this.
jonah admired him before going down on his neck, sucking on a spot, making zach gasp, before continuing for about six more times. jonah pulled zachs shirt off, and trailed down his stomach... straight trail of hickeys from jonah fucking marais- zach was in love with the man.
zach was waiting for his pants to be pulled down until he felt no more body heat over him. he opened his eyes to see jonah pulling his shirt on and looking down at his phone. zach trailed down to his sweatpants, no longer his member poking out. how does that happen?
"jonah?" zach groaned, knowing what jonahs game was along. jonah turned his head, acting like nothing was happening.
"zach, you might need to fix yourself..." jonah said, pointing at his member before leaving the room to grab a quick snack. zach huffed in annoyance and went to the bathroom to fix his problem.
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i think most of it is edited idk
