Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 19

I sniffled sadly as I slumped over my desk. "I'm gonna die, Audrey."

Her head tilted. "What's wrong?"

"They're animals. My poor asshole."

Her nose wrinkled. "I don't want to know about your s*x life."

Ever since the other week, it was like they couldn't get enough of me. They wanted to f**k at any time and all times. Being the healthy hybrid that I was, I of course jumped at the opportunity, but my poor ass couldn't take it.

"They're so hot." I sniffled again. "And I wanna bone them all the time but my butt hurts."

"Just don't do penetration."

"..Is that even possible?"

Chet turned around in his seat, uncaring about the assignment as our professor dismissed us into individual work. "You guys always talk about your boyfriends and girlfriend." His lips pushed into a pout. "I want my butt to hurt too."

My ears perked, suddenly interested. "Aren't you straight?"

"Yeah, why?"

I glanced at Audrey and she looked just as interested. "Do you know how s*x works?"

"Well, yeah, I'm 21." His head c****d. "What's wrong?"

"Your girlfriend’s not gonna have a dick." Audrey pointed out and he stared at her for a few seconds before realization crossed his features.

He waved his hand, surely trying to be discreet but failing, as he beckoned us forward. "Don't tell anyone, but," he started off in a hushed whisper, "During my heat, I watched this video and the girl-" he looked around and leaned forward, "was on top."

We blinked at him. "Like- f*****g the guy?"

His head bobbed up and down. "Uh huh. She was wearing this thing around her waist." He sighed dreamily. "I think I'd like that and being on top."

Audrey suddenly let out a coo and patted his head. "Awe, you're a straight switch."

His ears lowered. "Is that weird? Since we have slick anyway, I thought it'd be okay."

She pushed her chair back and stood up to properly pet him. "No, no, it's cute. Whatever you like is up to you, it's not weird." I bobbed my head in agreement. "We're naturally submissive but I only like to top with my girl, so it's not weird."

"You know we can all hear you right?"

Audrey shot a look to one of our classmates. "And?" He looked away, lips pursed and suddenly quiet.

She dropped back to her seat and turned to me. "And you," she pointed a finger at me, "give your asshole a break. Their d***s will still be there tomorrow."

My ears lowered. "But it feels good."

"Go on a date or something."

They instantly perked back up. "We did! Look!" I shoved my phone out, showing the movie tickets I put on the back of my phone case. "And we we took pictures in this photo booth, but they wouldn't fit so they're on my wall. But we went out to eat too! And then we stopped at the dog park when we were walking home, I think it was a joke, but I still had fun and I got to pet a lot of dogs-"

She pressed a hand over my mouth. "I get it, you're in love."

I felt my face heat up after she dropped her hand. "L-Love?"

Was I in love?

"Mhm, you've got it bad." She eyed me. "Didn't you like them way before you were dating?"

"Well, yeah.." I got distracted when my phone lit up with a text. My tail immediately started wagging when Morgan's name stared up at me. "My boyfriend's calling for me." I stood up and tipped my head up. "Audrey, Chet. I will see you tomorrow."

"Class isn't even over-"

I waved at them, ignoring Chet's protests since I knew my professor wouldn't care, and slipped out the door.

Morgan was leaning against the wall, seemingly bored as he scrolled through his phone while waiting for me. I took the time he didn't notice me to just gawk at him. He's so hot, it's unfair. The top of his hair was tied into a loose bun while he let the bottom half spill past his shoulders.

I shuffled forward and gained his attention. "Oh, you're done already?" He pushed himself off the wall and slipped his phone into his pocket.

Earlier this week, I'd asked him if he could help me with an art project I was working on and he easily accepted. Today seemed like the best day to do it since Declan was going over to their place later.

"Why do you have two bags?" He looked down to the duffle bag that was filled to the brim with paint.

"I asked my professor if I could borrow some paint since I don't have a lot at home." He made a noise of understanding and reached out to grab it. "You don't have-"

"It's alright." He easily slid it onto his shoulder before threading his fingers with me. I gawked at our entangled hands while he started walking. He's holding my hand. "I didn't think you'd be done so fast. My friend was about to meet me to give me my laptop back, do you mind waiting?"

I quickly shook my head, still staring at our hands. "No, it's fine."

We didn't have to wait long, Morgan texted his friend that we were waiting by the courtyard and he came only a few minutes later. "Hey," He greeted, slightly out of breath, "thanks for letting me borrow it, you really saved my ass." He looked over to me and I mentally frowned when I realized it was the guy he was talking to back on the school trip.

I mentally frowned even more when I realized he wasn't ugly.

"Yeah, anytime." Morgan grabbed his laptop before sliding his hand into my hair. I peered up at him while he ruffled my hair. "This is my boyfriend, Harrison. That's Oliver."

"Oh," Oliver blinked in surprise, "did you and Caesar..?"

"No, we're still dating."

"Oh."

"Yeah," Morgan rubbed behind my ears, "isn't he cute?" Oliver looked me up and down and slowly nodded. I didn't have a valid reason, but I didn't like him. "He's Declan's little brother." This must've meant something since he looked away from me. Was Declan really that scary?

Oliver stared at Morgan long enough to make him raise an eyebrow. "What?"

"Nothing." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Are you heading home?"

"I'm going to his place." Morgan gestured to me. "Thanks for the laptop, text me again if you need something." And then he was grabbing my hand and leading me away.

I could still feel Oliver's eyes on us from across the courtyard. "He's staring at you."

Morgan didn't look back as he kneeled down to put his laptop in his bag. "Yeah, he wants to talk with me but won't since you're here."

"What does he want?" Maybe I was territorial.

He zipped his bag and stood up. "I don't know, we're kind of arguing right now. I haven't really talked to him this past week."

"Oh." I frowned. I didn't like the guy but Caesar said they were close so it was probably bothering him.

Morgan put my duffle bag back on his shoulder and slid his hand in my back pocket, making every other thought fly out the window. "Lets go."

The walk home didn't take long, and when we did arrive, Declan poked his head out of the kitchen. "Are you two hanging out again?"

"He's helping me with a project."

His eyes narrowed. "You've been spending a lot of time together lately."

Morgan smirked and wrapped his arms around my waist, making me squeak. "Your little brother's so cute, Declan. I can't help myself."

"Morgan."

"Alright, alright." He let go of me and slipped his shoes off. "I'll behave since it's your house."

Declan pointed a finger at me. "Leave your door open."

I slowly pushed my door closed, making eye contact with Declan the whole time until it clicked shut. "I think he thinks we're fucking." Morgan commented casually and set my bag on the bed.

"We are."

"Not just fucking." He sat on the bed and watched me stand around tensely before his lips quirked up. "Why are you being so awkward? It's your house."

I flushed and shuffled forward. "It feels different than going to your house."

Morgan reached out and cupped his hands behind my thighs to gently pull me forward until I was standing between his legs. He gazed up at me and offered me a boyish smirk. "It's just me." It's because it's you.

I hesitantly reached out and cupped his cheeks, feeling shy as I leaned down to give him a kiss. His head tilted up to meet mine, mouth soft and sticky with chapstick as our lips pressed together.

His hands pressed into my thighs and urged me forward. Getting the message, I placed my knees on either side of him and lowered myself on his lap, all while our lips were connected.

My arms wrapped around his neck while his hands slid down and cupped my ass. His mouth parted to gently lick at my lip while I let out a soft pant, starting to feel a little breathless.

His hand came up and cupped my face, softly rubbing his thumb in slow circles that urged my eyes open. I felt lightheaded when his eyes dragged open, hooded and dark as we made eye contact.

I went to pull back but he was tilting my head back down and pressing our lips together again. He licked into my mouth as his hooded eyes watched me so intensely, seeming heavy when they blinked slowly and revealed the dark blue orbs again.

I felt breathless when he finally pulled away, lips tingling and slick with spit. "Is it still different?" His voice vibrated lowly into my neck as he pressed a kiss into the soft of my skin.

I shivered when he started to softly suck a hickey as his hands slid under my shirt and rested on my lower back, pulling me even more flush against him. "No." I breathed out, ears pressed low into my hair and tail tucked against my thigh.

"Hey!" I jumped from the abrupt bang on the door and Declan's loud voice. "I'm leaving! Lock the door!" I heard his heavy steps pad towards the door until it clicked shut and he was gone.

I refused to look down at Morgan, suddenly feeling bashful since we were interrupted. "Um," I patted his shoulders while looking away, "Should we start?"

"Yeah." He slid me off his lap and rubbed his neck. When I stole a quick glance at him, there was a gentle pink hue dusting his cheeks. Oh no, he's so cute. "Do you want me on your bed?"

"Uh huh," I grabbed my painting sheet and laid it out on my bed, "I promise it's clean, the paint just doesn't wash out." He didn't seem to care either way as he laid down.

After grabbing my art supplies, joined with the borrowed ones, I climbed onto the bed. "Can you take your shirt off?"

After he was bare from the waist up, I settled onto his lap, making him smirk. "Was this just an excuse to get me in bed?"

I glanced down at him as my tail slowly wagged behind me. "I don't need an excuse for that."

"Oh?" He drawled lowly and reached out to cup my thighs. I changed into my painting clothes so my thighs were now exposed as he let his fingers tickle at the hem of the worn material.

My cheeks puffed, already knowing I'd be flustered while doing this. "You have to be serious."

"I will." He promised.

"So no touching."

"None?" He seemed to find this shocking, like I was crazy for suggesting such a thing.

"Mhm." I slid his hands off my thighs. "You have to be still until I'm done."

He looked like a kicked puppy. "But- but you said this could take hours."

"It could, I'm not sure yet."

"You want me to not touch you for hours while you're sitting on my d**k?" His tried sliding his hands back but I nudged them away. "You're trying to kill me."

I laughed at how distraught he looked. "You're being dramatic."

Hooking my fingers in his jeans, I pulled them down a little so I wouldn't get any paint on them. "Baby boy, lets talk about this." I felt my stomach clench from the pet name but I was adamant, shaking my head while he sulked.

I grabbed a bottle of white paint and squirted a generous amount onto his chest and stomach. He went tense for a moment, probably from how cold it was, before relaxing. "I put music on for you, you'll be okay."

"What if I need to piss?"

I pulled my brush back and stared at him. "Do you?"

"..No."

"You sure? This is only the base, you can't move after this." He declined so I went back to coating his torso in white.

Despite his whining, he listened well and didn't move. I wasn't as mean as to not let him check his phone or move his head around, I just told him to be mindful of any sudden movement with his stomach. "What are you trying to do?"

I picked up my palette and dabbed my brush in the blue. "I'm not really sure yet."

"Um," He looked down to his chest, "You're just going for it?"

"Pretty much."

"Hot."

My brush paused. "..How is that hot?"

"Your confidence." He explained like it was normal. "You just climbed on me and started painting."

"I didn't climb on you."

"You climbed on me, told me to strip, and pulled my pants down."

"..Shut up."

The process was surprisingly going quicker than I thought. Once I started going, it was easy to envision what I wanted the final outcome to look like. Morgan was making it easy too, he filled the silence with casual conversation while music quietly played in the background. "Do you want to take a break?" I checked my phone. "It's been, like, an hour."

"Whatever you want."

I stood up and stepped over him, careful to not jostle his body and stepped on the floor. "I'm gonna get you a drink, don't move."

"Yes, sir." He teased.

When I came back, he was in the exact same position while looking bored. "Apple juice?" He asked once seeing the drink in my hand.

I carefully lowered myself back on his lap and poked the straw in. "It's the only drink we had with a straw." I mumbled and held it out to him. "Unless you want me to get you a water bottle so you can choke."

"So mean~" He wrapped his lips around the straw while watching me the whole time. "Ah, I feel so refreshed now." I poked his cheek for teasing me and set the juice box on my desk. "Can I touch you yet?"

"No, not until we're done."

"So I can after?"

"..Maybe."

His head tipped back as he groaned. "I'm going through withdrawals."

"Fine, fine. You can after." He was doing this for free after all.

He peeked at me. "You promise?"

I tried ignoring the heat tickling at my cheeks as I feigned nonchalance. "Yeah, whatever."

Morgan was well behaved after that, he didn't tease me as much, and he let me move his arm up by his head without complaining. "Tell me if it starts to get sore." He hummed while I started to paint at his chest. "Tell me about your family."

"My family?" He drawled in thought. "There's not much to say. We're a big, happy, gay family."

My lips pulled into a smile. "Do you have siblings?"

"Mhm, I've got a little sister, she's a brat though. My dads spoil her too much."

"Dads?"

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm adopted, you didn't know that?" I shook my head. "My dads adopted my sister and I together when we were babies since we're biologically related."

"Oh." I frowned. "I didn't know that. Tell me more."

He made a soft noise. "I don't know what else to say. We're all gay, so that's cool. You should meet them sometime, they live close by."

My ears perked. "Really?"

"Yeah, they'd really like you." My tail wagged from the thought of meeting his family and I eagerly nodded.

"Have you met Caesar's family?"

He nodded. "He's an only child so it was only his parents. His mom's a sweetheart," and then he was rolling his eyes, "his dad's a douche though. Don't tell him I said that."

My lips quirked up while I started painting up his arm. "I won't."

He started asking me some things and from then on, we started asking each other things back and forth. I was happy to find out more about him, I actually felt a little bad that I knew so little before. "Ah, shit." He suddenly sniffled, making me look up. "I need to sneeze."

"Noo, hold it in."

"I'm gonna sneeze."

"Don't."

His eyes started tearing up. "I'm trying."

"Try harder." He sniffled again and his chest rose gently, making my poke his cheek repeatedly. "Don't sneeze!" He laughed and shut his eyes. "Stop moving!"

"I can't help it!"

I reached out and pinched his nose, making his eyes open in surprise. "What-"

"If you sneeze and my paint creases, I'm gonna kill you." I let go and he blinked away the tears that gathered in his eyes from holding in his sneeze.

"You're so mean~ My nose tickles so much."

"You'll live." I leaned back over and started to outline what I wanted to stand out in black.

My eyes shot up when he squirmed as I painted over his n****e. "Sorry, sorry. It tickles~"

After another hour passed, I leaned back and brushed my bangs from my eyes. "Let's take a break. Or- just keep laying there, I guess." His mouth pursed sulkily while I pressed my hands into his hips. "I'm hungry. What do you want?"

"You're ordering something?"

"Uh huh." I grabbed my phone off the desk. "Don't worry~ I'll feed you." He didn't seem to dislike this idea, even letting out a noise of interest.

"I'll eat whatever."

"I want chicken." I mumbled while staring at my phone. But I have to call if I want it delivered. "..Will you order it?"

"Huh? I can't move."

"I'll hold the phone up for you." I gave him my best puppy eyes. "Please? I get nervous."

"Alright, what do you want?" He didn't hesitate to agree and I've never felt more grateful to avoid calling someone, even if it was just ordering. Is this love?

I held my phone close to him after putting it on speaker and listened to him repeat what I told him to say. "Yeah, that's all."

"Wait," I suddenly whispered, "Ask for extra sauce."

"I'm sorry, can you add extra sauce to that?" Pause. "Thank you so much."

"Wait- ask for fries too." I added on.

"I am so sorry. Can you add a side of fries too? I'm really sorry." Pause. "Yeah, thank you."

"Wait-"

"Harrison." He hissed.

"Sorry, sorry. That's all." I smiled sheepishly and set my phone down after hanging up.

"You're a handful."

"They sounded good after we called." I mumbled and he rolled his eyes.

"Can I put my arm down?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Kind of?"

"Then no."

"What, why?"

"Because, you'll crease the paint."

"You barely painted there."

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes."

"..Are you lying?"

"..." He stared up at me silently. "I don't like my armpit exposed like this. I didn't shave."

"You shave?"

"You didn't notice? I shave my whole body."

"No kidding?" I whipped around and looked at his legs exposed through his rips. They were smooth and soft to the touch. "You do."

"Don't you shave too?"

"I don't get body hair."

"What the hell? Why?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, my family's just like that. Declan doesn't either." He mumbled something about how that wasn't fair. "You can move your arm, just don't touch your side."

"Yes, sir." I started poking his cheek again and he tilted his head this way and that to avoid me, while being mindful not to move his stomach. "I'm gonna bite you."

"I'll bite you."

He paused. "Go ahead."

"..Well now it's weird."

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uh, i think i like this chapter ??‍? i was gonna make it longer but i'll just make another chapter