Hide Behind Trouble - Kellic

20. Blowjob

Sksksk things might get smexy who knows~

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I was laying on the couch beside Vic, Friday night. I had him all to myself all night and I didn't plan on wasting a minute.

We were supposed to be talking, doing what we usually did Tuesdays and Fridays, but instead I pulled him onto the couch with me and nuzzled my face into his neck.

"This is really comfy, but we need to talk," Vic broke the silence.

"Noo!" I whined. "I don't wanna leave from here." I tightened my grip around his waste and shoved my face in his chest, breathing in his scent.

"How about, you tell me one thing about yourself and I'll give you a long, sweet, kiss," Vic offered.

I pouted. "Fine. Um! In third grade.. I kissed Sarah Dean, and she tasted like iron. That ruined any chance of me being bi."

Vic snorted. "No, that's not what I meant-"

"You promised!" I looked away from him.

"Aw, babe." He pulled my face back to him and kissed me. It didn't last long, thought. "You know what I meant. Okay, change of plans, you answer a question of mine and I'll kiss you."

"Maybe I want more than a kiss," I countered.

Vic raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Okay, I'll remove a piece of clothing with every question of mine you answer, truthfully," he whispered in my ear.

"I'm all ears."

"Why did you do it?" He asked first. Of course.

"Because I- I'm just so exhausted, of everything. I wake up and I don't see a point to anything.. I get sad and I don't know why. I remember thinking about death, how we all die, and at first I was scared. For everyone and myself, so I started to push people away, but.. but then I saw it differently. I thought, what if I did die? Right now? Would it be so bad? I wouldn't have to put up with anything anymore, I wouldn't feel sad for no reason or have to pretend I was happy, or.. or count the things I hate about myself. I never did it for my mom, it would break her heart, but, but I didn't care anymore. I'd been planning to do what I did for nearly a month, and I thought everyone would get over me." I didn't look at Vic, I couldn't. I didn't allow myself to cry, you can't cry. Vic started placing kisses all over my face, my forehead, cheeks, lips, jaw.

"H-Hey!" I giggled. "I answered your question, take off your shirt." I tugged at his shirt, and without hesitation he sat up and pulled it off.

"You know, I don't think I would get over you," Vic said, taking my hands. "I'd be devestated.. Are you still suicidal?"

"No," I said, staring him in the eye. God, I was such a terrible liar.

"Don't lie to me baby," Vic pleaded.

"Fine, y-yeah, I still want to.. die..," I mumbled. "I answered another question, take off one of your clothes," I ordered.

Vic did as I said, unbuttoning his pants. My stomach flipped as he pulled them down and sat next to me.

"You left your socks on," I giggled.

"I'll take them off next."

I gasped. "No, not the socks! You're such a devil."

"You know it." He kissed me again, pulling away to ask another question. "How are you? Right now? How have you been the past few days too?"

"Uh-uh, that's two questions." I shook my finger with a smirk.

"Guess I'll take off my boxers too," he whispered in my ear, nibbling on the top.

"Well in that case- I'm excited, right now. And I've been.. okay, the past few days," I answered and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Just okay?"

"Mhm," I nodded. "Just okay." I kissed him while rubbing my hands over his chest. He took of his socks and pulled me closer, his back resting on the couch while I straddled him.

He was beautiful. No doubt having worked out. His hair fell in his face so I blew it away, staring down at him with a smile. Our faces were centimeters apart while he stared at me in awe.

I started rubbing his thighs, moving my hands up to his waste, chest, back, down to his ass, while I kissed his neck.

"Kellin," Vic whispered, panting.

"What, already turned on?" I cooed in his ear.

He nodded. "How can I not be?"

I let my right hand travel up to his thigh again, my index and middle finger walking up his leg and stopping by his crotch, beginning to palm him through his boxers.

"F-Fuck," Vic groaned. I resumed kissing his neck, biting and sucking, licking up to his ear.

"You like it?" I whispered. When he didn't answer and continued panting, I pressed harder through his boxers. "Hm?"

"Fuck! Y-Yes, p-please," he whined.

I raised an eyebrow. "Please what, baby?"

"P-Please, mm- Touch me."

"Your wish is my command." I pulled down his boxers, slowly, and began stroking his dick.

I'll admit, it was bigger than I expected. But big or small, I'd love him the same.

Pre cum started leaking onto my hand. Smiling, I moved backwards and leaned down.

"W-What're you gonna do- Oh fuck," Vic moaned, loud and deep when I flicked my tongue over his tip. I continued teasing him, licking up and down, rubbing his thighs and sucking on the tip, until I finally took him in my mouth.

"J-Just like that," Vic whispered, looking down at me while I slowly bobbed his head.

Vic was a panting, sweating, moaning mess. As I sped up, Vic's moans got louder. He clawed at the couch at the sensations, until he came with a deep, long groan.

I stood, walking into the kitchen to grab a towel and clean Vic off. His eyes were closed, breathing slowly as he caught his breath. I threw the towel in the washing machine and rinsed my hands, finding my spot back on the couch beside Vic.

"That was.. great," Vic murmured and I kissed his temple. "Y'know, it'd be great if you stuck around, stayed alive." He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"I might just do that," I kissed him again and lifted the blanket over us, the two of us falling asleep together.

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What have i done

Regrets? Many
Was it worth it?
Ehhhh sure

I started writing in third person out of nowhere until I was like "kellin? Isnt this in his POV tho- FUCK" and I had to fix everything

Eiiiiiither way
This was great i mean it's terrible but it was decently fun to write lmfao