Anything Goes (Scomiche)

Games

At first, Scott didn't think Mitch quite realized what he was doing.

It was early morning of what was going to be a long day filled with Pentatonix meetings, between the upcoming tour and the upcoming album, they had a lot to talk about and quite a few decisions to come too.

As usual, Mitch was seated next to Scott. It was about half way through the first meeting when Mitch got up to get himself a drink.

"Want anything Scott?" He whispered in his ear.

"No thanks, I'm fine." Scott thankfully replied.

And that's when it started.

Mitch bit his ear lobe, while no one was looking, then gently dragging his hand from one shoulder to the other as he walked by. Scott had to stifle a little gasp as Mitch did so, just short of biting his lip. Mitch made sure to sway his hips just a little more, knowing Scott was paying extra attention to him as he walked away.

And on his way back, Mitch did it again. He grazed his nails along Scott's back, feeling him shiver under his touch. Once again, Scott had to do bite down on his lip to stop anything from coming out, while focusing on the problem that was starting in between his legs. Now was definitely not the time.

Scott knew that Mitch was well aware of all of his sensitive spots, what turned him on so easily, but he was hoping that it was all accidental, and that he really wasn't trying to pull this off here, they were in meetings all day for God's sake. That and the fact that they wanted to keep this whole thing between them quiet for a while. If he keeps this up, it won't be quiet much longer. So surely Mitch couldn't be doing it on purpose.

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Mitch was most definitely doing this on purpose and it was driving Scott absolutely mad.

Through out the day, Mitch kept incessantly teasing him.

Scott was desperately hoping the others hadn't noticed yet. Sure, they were overly affectionate even for friends, but this, this was over the top. Honestly, they would have to be stupid to not notice anything, but so far no one had shot them weird glances or seemed to pay attention to them. And all Scott could do was just focus on not making any noises, they were so busy and in front of important people all day, he couldn't even take out his phone to shoot Mitch a text to stop.

Every time Mitch got up to get something, which Scott was now convinced he never needed anything most times and that it was just an excuse, he would manage to find something new to do to torture Scott, whether it was a new spot, or applying more/less pressure somewhere. At some point they were all sitting around the table and Mitch every so gently grazed Scott's growing bulge, causing Scott to shiver and jump at the same time, all while letting out a tiny gasp. Of course, this time everyone looked at him.

"Are you alright?" Mitch asked innocently, like he had no idea exactly what was going on. Scott glared at him, while Mitch just smirked back and continued," you look a little flushed Scottie."

Scott turned away from Mitch, letting the others know he was fine and to continue with the meeting, noticing the little snickers coming from Mitch.

Scott had been off and on again hard all day. He had never been so frustrated in his life. So when the long day was finally over and they made their way back to the apartment, Scott shut the door behind them and slammed Mitch up against the wall.

"What?" Mitch asked, but he had a mischievous sparkle playing in his eyes, bringing his hands around Scott's neck.

"You know exactly what." Scott growled as he dipped his head down to claim Mitch's lips. "Winding me up all day, keeping me turned on. Fucking tease." He said between kisses, as Mitch pushed himself up against Scott's front for any kind of friction.

"A little desperate are we? Good, because two can play at this teasing game." Scott said, as he prepared for a night of sweet, torturous revenge.