Honey (BxB)

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Tristan 

"Oh god! Guys, what the heck happened?!" Jesse asked as he ran towards the two weirdos. I couldn't run because I was laughing, clutching my stomach. 

"It's him," They both said at the same time while pointing at each other. 

"What?"  "Me? Really?"

"Guys! You can fight later, now tell us what happened!" Jesse said before the two of them started bickering again. 

Dylan sighed, "We went to the art room to pick up my sketchbook from my locker and he wanted to see what I drew in it but I told him I couldn't show him that because it was.....um....personal. So he forcefully took it from me." Dylan sneered at Jake. 

"I didn't have to forcefully take it because you had a very weak grip," Jake scoffed. 

"You're still not telling us how you're both literally covered in paint from head to toe," Jesse massaged his temple.

"Umm... He was being mean holding my book out of reach so I had to jump on him to get it," Dylan scratched the back of his ear. "A-And then we tripped and fell." 

"See, he's the reason why we're looking like this," Jake huffed. 

"No, it was my fault that we fell but it was your fault that the paint fell on us! It's your stupid long legs that kicked the table and now I have to pay for it and also clean it!"

"It was an accident! and if you wouldn't have jumped on me this wouldn't have happened,"

"Well, it wouldn't have happened if you just gave me back my sketchbook too,"

I have no idea why Dylan has a crush on Jake when they annoy each other like this. It's funny how they two always argue over just anything. I'm actually starting to have fun watching them trying not to kill each other.

I can't believe this is really happening. Jake Lockwood, the guy who carries himself elegantly wherever he goes, is looking like a fucking rainbow—an annoyed rainbow, I might add. 

I should take a picture! Where's my phone...... 

"Tristan, I'll kill you if you—"

'Click'

"Too late,"  I snickered.

"I'll get back at you for this, you jerk!" 

"Ugh!! The pic is good but you should've smiled, Jake," I gave him a disappointed look to which he replied with a middle finger. 

Jake grumbled, tugging on his clothes which were drenched in paint. It's really amusing to see Jake act childish and playful like this around others. He has never been so carefree like this with anyone else other than me. 

In fact, I've never seen Jake talk much like he's been doing for the past few weeks. He's always quiet and observing, walking around with a resting bitch face to keep people away. Only I've seen him be like this and that's mostly because we knew each other from childhood. I guess Dylan does make him feel comfortable......

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(Saturday—Time skip because I don't want to bore you guys with a filler chapter)

-Tristan's home-

"I finally have you all to myself, " I pecked my boyfriend's cheeks to which he giggled in response. 

"Well, I'm hungry now. I only ate an apple for breakfast because someone came to pick me up too early than I told him to." He walked to the kitchen. 

"I'm sorry, I couldn't wait." I grinned sheepishly. 

Jesse rolled his eyes, "Is there something I can eat? My stomach is growling, " 

"I'll make you a sandwich. You go change, your clothes are on my bed." 

"Do I have to change?" He asked, confused.

"Yes, change because it's more comfortable, "

"But I'm okay—"

"Change, Jesse,"  I said and threw a pointed look at him before turning back to make the sandwich. 

"OK fine!!! I'll change.....don't need to go all daddy on me jesu—"

"What?" 

"W-What?" Jesse stuttered, eyes wide as he squirmed on his spot. 

"Did you say something?" I asked and saw his cheeks turn red. 

"N-No, nothing..... Umm... I'll just.... go c-change and be right b-back," He stuttered out before running towards the bedroom. 

I think I heard something like 'daddy'? Maybe I'm just hearing things.....

After a few minutes, Jesse came back to the room wearing an oversized sweater and boxer briefs. 

That's not what I picked out for him to wear. 

He hurriedly came and stuffed his mouth with the sandwich.

Messy eater. 

I waited for him to finish eating before talking to him. I don't want him to choke on his food. 

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"Why didn't you wear what I picked? " I asked as Jesse put the plate in the sink. 

"Huh? T-The G-string? N-No way I'm going to wear that again," He shook his head, his cheeks glowing red. 

"But you wore it before and you liked it, "

"You liked it, not me." He huffed. 

"I bought so many of them for you..... Please wear one.... I want to see you in one again,"

"Oh my god, no. It was so embarrassing to wear that." He whined. 

"It's just you and me. I've seen you wear that before but I never made fun of you, did I? "

"Well, no, but—"

"Baby, please.... Won't you do it for me?" I said softly, my lips brushing his earlobe.

"Y-You!" He whined and I tried my best to give him a puppy eye thing. Jesse sighed, "Ok fine! You always get what you want, it's not fair!" He walked to the bedroom while grumbling and pouting.

I sat on the couch in the living room, waiting for him to come back. After a few moments, Jesse came back, his face flushed as he tugged on his sweater which ended just below his bubble butt. 

Good lord, I want to just bend him over and take him right there. 

He slowly moved towards me, his steps small and hesitating. When he finally came closer, I quickly pulled him to me.

Jesse fell into my lap with a surprised yelp and I didn't waste any time claiming his sweet full lips, my hands cupped his soft butt cheeks as a bunch of sinful moans slipped past his lips. 

"Ah! T-Tristan…"

He squirmed and panted as I kneaded his ass, bringing him closer to me as possible.

"I've been waiting for this for two weeks.....I can't anymore...... I'm gonna eat you up.. "

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Y'all really thought Jaylan's gonna kiss?😂 (Plz don't kill me (*>.<*)) 

By the way some hot things are going to happen in the next chapter ◐.̃◐

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