Clustin One Shots 🖤

silent treatment🍌

Ship: Clustin
Type: Smut

(surprise: Justin POV ;))
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I love Clay but goddamnit he annoys the shit out of me sometimes. He's been giving me the silent treatment for no reason. Well, I did say that I'd totally fuck Ryan Reynolds but I never said that I would rather fuck Ryan over Clay. I don't even know why he cares, it's not like we're together.

All day I've been trying to get a reaction out of him. I've tried poking him, hugging him, picking him up but everytime he shoots me a death glare and pushes me away.

"Clay, please just talk to me." I asked him, waving my hands in front of his face. He was on his phone, texting someone who I couldn't care less about. I hated that he would rather talk to anyone but me.

"Clay, what did I do? I'll say sorry for it so we can talk again. I miss you." I said practically begging on my knees and guess what? I got nothing. Not even a look. He just kept his eyes on his phone, pretending I don't exist.

I suddenly felt so irritated that he would rather stare at his phone then acknowledge me. I snatched his phone out of his hands and placed it on his nightstand. He finally looked at me but started to reach for his phone. I climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and pinning his arms above his head.

Clay still didn't utter a word. He wrapped his leg around my side and pushed me over so he was on top. I didn't let that happen because everyone knows, I'm always on top.

I pushed Clay back so his head was on by the foot of the bed and I slid my legs between his, my thigh touching a certain part of his body. Clays annoyed expression changed to a surprised and kind of pleasurable expression. He suddenly let out a high pitched noise for a split second before slapping his hand on his mouth.

"Did you just.. Was that a..moan?" I asked. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to hear it again. I saw his face go pink behind his hand which was still covering his face.

"N-no, I didnt.. You didn't hear anything." He said unconvincingly. I smirked at him, making him shiver.

"Yeah, I totally didn't hear this." I adjusted my thigh, sliding it up a bit. Clay's hand dropped a bit, his index finger getting caught between his lips. He whimpered once again, looking hotter than I've ever seen him. His cheeks grew hotter and his eyes darted away from me.

"Justin, this is embarrassing." He said trying to hide his flustered expression. I cupped his cheek and directed his face to look back at me.

"Clay, you're so fucking adorable." I said not knowing how to explain my feelings. He stared back at me, relaxing his face. I brought my face closer to Clay's feeling every inch of skin that was touching Clay's.

"Clay, I think I want to kiss you." Clay looked in my eyes, looking for a sign of humor or disgust but he only saw me. He saw me falling for him and falling hard.

"Do it. I want you so bad, Justin." My heart was beating as hard as a drum, yearning to feel what kissing Clay was like. I leaned down to press my lips onto Clay's tender ones. He kissed back, feeling our lips slid together, connected. My thumb stroked Clay's cheek, feeling his silky smooth skin beneath it. My tongue begged for entry and Clay obliged.

Our tongues swirled together as we pressed our bodies together, craving more contact. My leg shifted once more, brushing passed his member a third time. Clay hummed sensually, raising his hands up to grasp the ends of my hair. He tugged my roots, gaining a groan from me.

I pulled away, looking down at Clay. His cheeks all red, lips swollen, one arm pinned above his head. He looked so fucking breathtaking.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asked giggling a bit. I shook my head with a grin.

"You're so beautiful." Clay's small smile tugged at his lips. I leaned my head into Clay's chest, planting sweet kisses. I felt him inhale deeply in excitement as I made my way down his stomach. Soon I reached his erect member. I felt a bit prideful at the fact I caused this.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" I asked, making sure he wanted this. Clay shook his head, feeling eager and I smiled.

I pulled Clay's jeans down to his knees, pulling his cock out of his boxers. Clay's teeth tugged on his bottom lip, preparing to conceal his moans. I reached up and slid my thumb across Clay's chin.

"Don't hide your moans, baby. I wanna hear you moan my name." I then started licking stripes up Clay's cock before he could respond. He sucked in a shaky breath, letting his fingers slither into my brown locks.

I wrapped both my lips around his cock, lowering my head onto it. Clay let out a groan, helping me lower it farther. His cock hit the back of my throat so I started bobbing my head up and down, creating a rhythm. Whimpers and desperate moans escaped Clay's parted pretty pink lips, fueling my need to please him.

"Fuck, Justin." Clay whined, starting to grip my hair in desperation. I let out a deep groan, sending vibrations down his shaft.

"Justin, I think i-" Clay came all in my mouth, seeping down my throat. I swallowed all of his cum, licking of he excess off of the head. Clay's eyes followed me as I caught my breath.

"So would you still fuck Ryan Reynolds?" He asked with a slight smirk. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms lazily.

"Absolutely."