The Picnic (Troyler Fanfiction)

Part 2: Newfound game

*SMUT WARNING*

[Timeskip to the meeting at the park]

“Hey, babe!” I cheerfully greeted Troye and I kissed his soft lips.

“Hi, Tilly! How are you?”

“Pretty fine actually after I saw you.” I teased him a little noticing a blush forming on his cheeks.

It was a hot summer day, the sun burning literally everything. We wandered around the park until we found the perfect place to spread our blanket on. It was under a tree that provided us with thick shade but not too thick to make us feel cold.

After a few more minutes we found ourselves sitting opposite of each other eating our sandwiches and drinking Coke. All of the sudden, after Troye swallowed his bite, he spoke:

“Tyler,  I want to tell you something...”

Tyler. He calls me like that when there is something serious to talk about. I wondered what it could be. Is he okay? He may be ill from something? No. Something with his parents might happened? While I was on the ride of my train of thoughts I realised I haven’t answered him yet.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him carefully.

“About the sex thing...” his look flickered to meet mine.

“Oh, it’s okay” I said, “I’ll wait till you're ready, it’s not a pr...”

I was cut off by a silent laugh from Troye’s side:

“No, silly. I am ready.”, he added and smiled widely.

“Oh,” was everything that I managed to say.

Silence followed but it was a nice and comfortable silence whilst we finished off our food and drinks. After that we decided to just lay down and admire the sky and the nature surrounding us. A lot of thoughts lingered in my brain, of course the most compromising ones where we do it. One of them caught my attention – it was about doing it here, right now, on this nice blanket. Will it be too much to take his virginity away in the city park under the shade of tree? Tyler, calm yourself down, you little kinky shit. Don't you even think about it again.

Although I managed to get this thought away, the 'little Tyler' inside my pants had different intentions. He twitched causing me to hold back a gasp and changing my position. I turned myself to face Troye only to find out that he got his shirt off. It was probably because of the high temperature outside but still.. What the hell, Troye? Why are you making it so hard to stay calm around you and not to jump you?

“Tyler?” The single word bringing me back to the Earth.

“Hmm?”

“I feel we.. we should do it now.” Troye said with an obvious calm in his voice.

I screamed internally like a little girl. ‘My fantasy is gonna be real, yes, yes, yes’ I thought to myself  but quickly brought myself back and sorting my mind out.

“Now? I have nothing against it but we can be caught, you know.” I answered to his unsaid question.

“So what?”, he turned to face me, leaning on his elbow. “It’s worth the risk.”

“We don’t have any lube, nor condoms.”

“Don’t worry about the condoms, I brought one.”

“You what?”

“What? A man has to be ready any minute. Besides, your hard-on is too obvious to hide it all the way home,” he laughed, pointing at the bulge in my pants.