Tyrus- one shots☆

Not now and not here!!

This story takes place at their school, and will contain mature scenes, I warned you.

Cyrus's POV
I woke up at 7:20 feeling not ready for school and exhausted. I can already tell my day isn't going to be too well, no Cyrus think positive it'll be alright. So I got up and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and ran my fingers through my hair. I'm not going to do anything to my hair today. I just put on a simple hoodie, black jeans and some Vans I didn't try to look like how I usually do but at the same time I'm too tired today.
Tj's POV
I wake up but I feel kinda different than usual. I don't feel tired I feel energized. I get ready feeling better today. I wear my usual hoodie, sweats and Vans. I felt like getting to school on time so I got a piece of toast real quick and ran to school. When I got there I went to the bathroom to quickly make sure I don't look weird or anything. As I got out the first bell rang. I went to class kinda bummed that I didn't see Cyrus. I went to history then math, now it was time for science. I have science with Cyrus and I sit next to him so that'll make me feel better. When I get in the class I see Cyrus sitting down with his head on the desk. Was he asleep? Did he get rest last night? So many questions rubbles through Tj's heads. I go over to Cyrus and realize that he's not wearing his usual type outfit. In fact he's wearing something I would wear. Which means that he didn't put much thought into his morning which also means he's either stressed, upset or tired. Wow I can read Cyrus like a book. I went over to sit next to him and comfort him but he just looked at me with a sad face and quickly changed his expression. I already know his little tricks. "Cyrus what's bugging you?" "N-nothing idk what you're talking about." "Cy don't lie, I know something is bothering you. And I won't stop until I know what it is." "Won't stop what?" Ringggggggg. The bell goes off signaling class starting. The whole class period I wasn't paying attention and neither was Cyrus, it bugged me that he wasn't being himself. I can sense his tiredness he looks drained. "Cyrus" I whispered. But he was zoned out. I needed to get attention but how? I quickly thought up a plan. I start to scoot closer to him and I put my hand on his thigh. He doesn't even flinch. Now I know something's up usually he'll get confused and stare at me but he's just looking off into space minding his business. I move my hand closer to his inner thigh. I can feel him tense up a little, so I keep going so he can party attention. My hand is inching closer and closer to his lower region. I know Cyrus will probably speak to me about not doing this in school but idc at the moment. He's tense but still looking off into space I get a little impatient and straight up grab his cock in my hands through his pants. He gasps and looks me dead in the eyes with so much confusion. I pretend like nothings happening and start to casually stroke him. The teacher looks at us and asks Cyrus the answer to number 7. "...Ummm..." Cyrus stares at the board expecting me to stop touching him but I decided to tease him. I stroke and rub harder so that he'll have trouble answering the question. "Uh g-gravity is t-the force of motion p-pulling us o-on the surface of t-the Earth. Basically keeps us f-from flying off into outer s-space." Dang it Cyrus is lucky he's sooo smart. The class stopped looking at us. I just giggled and kept rubbing him through the now tight fabric. He glared at me trying to be mad but I rubbed faster and he couldn't help but roll his eyes back and bite his lip. Ahh the faces he makes will always please me. He whispers "Tj what do you think you're doing?" "What do you mean Cy." "You know what you're doing." "Do I though." I rub harder and he silently moans. "N-not here baby-y, and definitely not n-now."
I didn't comply to his pleads I kept stroking him but after awhile I felt like he had enough. I pulled my hand away. He looked at me with joy that I stopped but anger because I didn't finish. Now he has a boner, oh well. I can definitely tell I cheered him up a bit though.