𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥 // ~switz~

11

After Mason had asked for seconds, and then thirds, the conversation came to an end. And everyone was satisfied with seeing Eric out of his room. He waited quietly for Cameron to begin picking up dishes before slinking unnoticed back to his lonely, quiet room.

He flopped on the bed on his stomach, holding his phone out in front of him.

(876) 525-6321

I cant belive you did this to me
Thur 5:21 pm

To us
Thur 5:23 pm

Eric I want my charger its in your nightstand
Fri 7:42 pm

Eric
Fri 7:51 pm

You cant just ignore me
Fri 8:16 pm

At least return my sweater its literally my favorite sweater
10:57 am

Reading over the texts he felt almost angry. If he'd hurt her that bad why wouldn't she leave him alone. But he knew Bea, and knew she couldn't drop something like this; even if she wanted to. But he couldn't face her, just the thought of seeing her made him nauseous, made his hands sweaty. He sighed, closing the app and opening twitter. Scrolling through tweets of his friends and fans occasionally liking or retweeting something. It'd been only ten minutes before someone knocked at his door, causing a knot to form in his stomach. 'I just want to be alone,' he thought before standing, leaving his phone on the bed, and walking over to the door. He opened it partly, hoping that'd be a sign that he didn't want to be bothered. But the taller just stared down at him before glancing behind him and pushing his way into the room. He made his way to the bed, sitting on the edge and picking up his feet, sitting cross legged. Eric stood in the doorway watching him, a bit thrown off by him, a bit turned on. Cameron patted the spot next to him and Eric, snapping out of it, closed the door and joined him on the bed. "Why'd you leave?" He questioned, Eric didnt look up to him, playing with the hem of his over sized hoodie. He shrugged, making an 'i dont know,' noise.
Cameron held his thigh, "you're supposed to let me know what you're thinking, how you're feeling." Eric got a little angry, realizing it wasn't that simple. "Half the time I dont even know what I'm feeling." He said angrily, still looking down to his hands in his lap. Cameron took one of his hands, intertwining their fingers. "Tell me what you're thinking then. What's going on in that helmet head, hmm?"
"She wants me to return her stuff.. and I dont think I can do it Cam. I dont think I could see her again after that night."
Cameron nodded, keeping his hand in Eric's, he squeezed a bit when saying, "what if I did it?" Eric's eyes widened, "..you?.." he questioned, now looking up at the moron. "Yes, me. It isn't like she knows anything, right?" Eric considered quietly for a second. 'Do I have any other choice?' And he thought, to be fair, it was true Bea hadn't known Cam was a guy. 'Whats the worst that could happen?' He thought finally before replying, "Ok.. Yeah, I guess youre right." Cam nodded once, lying back on the bed, his hand still in Eric's. Eric glanced back before joining him, placing his free hand over his stomach.

After a few seconds of blissful silence Cam looked over to him and he met his gaze, smiling softly. "You really do look perfect in that.."
Eric just blushed and looked away to the other side of the room. "You can keep it if you want." He added, making Eric look back to him. "Really?" He questioned childishly, Cameron smiled, nodding. "Mmhmm.. look better in it than me," he confirmed. Eric smiled before scooting closer to the taller, resting his head on his chest and holding him with his free hand. Cameron, now freeing his hand, hugged Eric tightly with both arms. He tried scooting up slightly, but it went unnoticed by the taller. With a little more force he broke free from Cam's grasp, hopping over top of him with each of his knees at either side of Cam. "And what do you think you're doing?" Cameron said slyly. Eric only shrugged, blushing as he bit his lip, the small gesture was enough to send Cam. He raised up quickly, taking each side of, now, Eric's hoodie and crashing their lips together. Eric started messying the tallers hair as Cameron's hands strayed a bit; down to Eric's hips and thighs before squeezing his ass roughly. The shorter couldn't hold back his moans as Cameron began to guide his hips, grinding slowly on the taller. Kissing deeply one last time Cameron fell back, wishing to observe the beautiful flustered mess sat on top of him. Eric hadn't stopped, his speed quickening slightly as he started on his own. Cameron watched his face, eyes closed, lips red from being bitten, cheeks flushed; his moans were so beatiful to him. "One second.." Cameron said stopping him abruptly. "Those.. off." He said pulling at Eric's pajamas gently. Eric quickly hopped off to the side of the bed before pulling down his pants hastily, the hoodie still covering all of his upper thighs. Blushing even more now, he mounted Cameron once again. Lying down over him to plant a kiss on his lips as he started to grind again. Moaning into his mouth quietly he raised up again, quickening his pace. He moaned loudly as his head tipped back. Cameron gripped the shorter's thighs as he began to bounce gently. "Oh- fuck- Cam-" he cried as he sped up, his dark curls bouncing as he grew close. Cameron felt all over the shorter, soaking up exactly how each curve felt. He ran his hands up his thighs, pushing up the hoodie and holding it bunched up at his waist, smiling as he noticed his own boxers. He nudged Eric gently on each of his knees, causing him to scoot down, sitting gingerly on Cameron's stiff member, he moaned loudly, as he started on it slowly. Making Cameron do the same, his eyes closed and head tilted back into the pillow. Eric went slowly, feeling up and under his hoodie, and back down to his v-line before down to Cameron's, grazing up to his bellybutton. He stopped, moving his own crotch enough to cup the taller's. "C- Cam?.. Could I- we.." He bit his lip, as Cameron stared at him quizzacly, "c- could you.." His eyes widened as he realized what it was Eric wanted. He feared he could hurt him. "Eric, are you sure?.." In response, he only nodded, biting his lip once again. Rough and suddenly Cameron topped Eric, rubbing him through his boxers slowly. "Please tell me you have-" He quietened his concern by pointing to the bedside table, looking guiltily to the other side of the room. The taller got up on his knees, crawling over to and opening the drawer. Taking the bottle with one hand and coming back, sitting on the balls of his feet. He flipped open the lid and squirted a bit on his first finger. Dropping the bottle, he pulled Eric's boxers down in the back, waiting as he lifted his ass up. He pulled them down so that they were on his thighs, his plump ass exposed for the first time to Cameron. He hovered over Eric, kissing him before pulling away, with his lubed finger he rubbed over Eric's entrance slowly, prepping him as best he knew how. Eric moaned loudly, even with the slightest touch and the taller ate it up. "You ready?" He asked stopping and looking into his eyes, Eric nodded. "Are you absolutely sure?" Eric closed his eyes gripping the bedsheets at either side of him. "Absolutely sure." Cameron pushed into him slowly, causing Eric to squeal. The quiet pained whimpers that went on as he sped up drove him more mad then he'd like to admit. "Good boy.." He praised as he pumped faster, feeling for his spot. "Camm.. I want you.." he moaned. "I don't want to hurt you.." he said quielty as he slowed his moves drastically. "P- please.. I need you..." he whined, wriggling his hips slightly. Cameron pondered, taking in the desperate look on Eric's face; he had him in the palm of his hand. He slid his finger out of Eric as he raised up. Standing on his knees he pulled his own boxers down, watching Eric's face as he took in his member. He picked the bottle back up and opened it once again, now squeezing a genorous glob in his hand. He covered his member completely, stroking a bit as he toyed with Eric's entrance, his face soon filling with ecstasy again. He took his finger away and repositioned, rubbing himself against the shorter slowly. Eric's breathing hitched, his head tipping back. "Tell me if this is too much for you.." Cameron said, before pressing himself into him. He slid in slowly with a low moan, Eric only bit his lip, hiding his face in the crook of his elbow. "You ok for me to move?" Eric nodded but Cameron pushed his arm away, "I need you to tell me." Eric's cheeks were bright red, matching his lips, "I'm ok Cam.. please move.." Cameron lent down for a kiss as he pulled himself out and back in again. Once Eric wasnt making tiny whimpers with each small movement he sped up. Causing Eric, in turn, to become a moaning writhing mess. Cameron as well was growing close, his movements growing clumsy and he hunched over onto Swagger, his face buried in his hair. He nibbled on his ear as he grew close, "Please.. Cam.. I'm gonna.." Without hesitation, the taller sped up quickly, changing Eric's whine to a loud moan. Until he was screaming Cameron's name as he came onto his stomach. The taller finished quietly, low moans and panting into Eric's ear. He pulled out slowly before flopping to Eric's side. Wrapping his arms around the shorter still wearing his new hoodie.