Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 21

[Morgan’s POV]

baby daddy: declan says ur dead

baby daddy: rip u

baby daddy: don't rat me out tho you: ??

you: wdym

baby daddy: he said he saw you and harrison getting a lil friendly

baby daddy: if u know what i mean ?

you: wait dead ass

you: ur not f*****g with me?

baby daddy: nah baby he's gonna kill u

you: f**k baby daddy: rip u and everything

baby daddy: but keep my name outta ur mouth pls you: nah we're dying together baby daddy: ?‍??‍??‍?

baby daddy: i'm suddenly single

you: weird

you: so am i

baby daddy: it's not funny if ur serious babe

baby daddy: take it back

you: baby daddy: i'll ignore it for now

baby daddy: but

baby daddy: declan said he's coming to kill u

you: declan can kiss my ass

you: wait but don't tell him that

baby daddy: first of all

baby daddy: he'd need to get in line

baby daddy: and i'm not trying to die too

baby daddy: that's all u

you: true you: and f**k u

baby daddy: if ur not dead, i'm down

you: shiit

you: i'm not gonna say no

you: when's ur class over daddy

baby daddy: aiieneudjjducn

baby daddy: i told u to stop playing like that

baby daddy: you always get my hopes up and never mean it

you: the day i call you daddy and actually mean it

you: i can't even picture it

baby daddy: beating a man when he's down you: poor baby

baby daddy: daddy*

you: no❤️

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"What're you doing?" I flinched when I heard someone's voice and whipped around to see Oliver standing there.

"Jesus, you scared me." I crouched back down. "I'm hiding."

He raised an eyebrow and crouched down to match my position. "From who?"

I peeked around the trash can and gestured down the hall. "Declan."

"Understandable but what'd you do?"

I eyed Declan talking to Lauren and mentally prayed they'd leave soon. Why did my class have to be right next to his. "f****d around with his little brother."

He whistled lowly and patted my shoulder. "The hybrid you were with?"

"Yeah."

"You're dating, though. Aren't you? It's not like you're just f*****g him."

"Doesn't matter." I mumbled. "He's been looking for me for two days."

"Um-" My head snapped up when I heard another voice. Harrison stared down at me, head c****d and lips pursed cutely. "What're you doing?"

As if somehow sensing Harrison, Declan's head snapped over and he stopped mid sentence. I hurriedly pulled him down and he tumbled into my lap with a squeak. "Your brother’s trying to kill me."

"Declan?" He blinked at me while plastered to my chest. "What did you do?"

"You."

"Huh?"

Oliver stood back up and eyed us. "You should really go to class."

"I will when he leaves."

Oliver peered around to see Declan. "I think he's waiting for you." And then he paused. "Oh, actually he just went into his class."

I stole a glance down the hall and sure enough, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. When I looked back at Harrison, I didn't realize how close we actually were until our eyes locked. After leaning back, I helped him up and followed right after. "Sorry for pulling you down like that."

"It's okay." His eyes were locked onto my hand, hesitant as he reached out and held the tips of my fingers. Oh no, he's too cute. I threaded our fingers properly and watched his tail start wagging.

Oliver looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. "I've gotta go, but can we meet up sometime?" He must've seen my face since he quickly added, "Just to talk."

"Yeah, sure."

He gave me an awkward goodbye, eyes trailing over Harrison quickly before finally turning around to leave. I used to feel bad when he gave me those longing looks, or when he clearly was upset by Caesar's presence but lately it was starting to bother me.

"What're you doing over here?" I squeezed his hand and starting walking towards my class. "Sophomore classes are over there."

He chewed at his lip, looking bashful. "I was gonna go home but then I saw you with him..." He trailed off. "You were crouched down so I didn't know what you were doing."

I stole a glance at him when his cheeks puffed out. He couldn't have been jealous, could he? "I missed you." I nudged his shoulder. "So good thing you did."

"Really?" His ears perked up. "I did good?"

"Very good." I ruffled his hair and couldn't help but feel amused at how much of a praise kink he had. "You wanna come over later? Caesar's trying to cook for once."

"Can I?!" I nodded and his tail started wagging even faster, making me want to coddle the f**k out of him. When we stopped in front of my classroom, he let go of my hand. "I'll see you later then."

I caught his hand before he could turn around. "You're gonna leave without giving me a kiss?" I pulled him back. "You're gonna hurt my feelings~"

Harrison peered up at me before squeezing his eyes shut and pursed his lips. Pfft. Leaning down, I pressed my lips to his in a chaste kiss, still aware that we were at school. When I pulled back, he peeked his eyes open in confusion. "That's it?"

"Oh? You want some more?" My lips pulled into a smirk. School or not, if he wanted more, I'd give him more.

He flushed and stepped back. "That's not what I meant." He toyed with the straps on his backpack. "Usually you grab me and kiss me until I can't breathe, and you use tongue, and-"

"I like kissing you, sue me."

His ears flickered. "I like kissing you too." He confessed shyly, as if it were a secret he was gonna take to his grave.

"I'll kiss you plenty later then." I reached out and rubbed one of his ears between my fingers, making him shy away. "Since you like it so much~"

"You said it first!"

He turned around, adorable blush dusting his cheeks, and started to hurry off. "Bye~" I swatted at his ass and he squeaked. "Get home safe and text me." He mumbled something under his breath but I didn't have to worry because I knew he would.

Walking into the classroom, I wasn't as surprised as I should've been to see Caesar holding Hudson in a headlock. "Take it back." He demanded, firm grip and unforgiving.

Hudson struggled, twisting this way and that but it was useless. "Alright, f**k! You're not short!" Caesar sat back down like nothing happened while Hudson wheezed. "I was joking! I'm shorter than you!"

"I'm glad you know your place, under me."

I wrapped my arms around Caesar's neck from behind, making him look up. "You bullying people again?"

"Yeah." I rolled my eyes and gave him a short kiss before pulling out the seat next to him. "I'm surprised you came. Declan hasn't gotten you yet?"

I dropped my bag under my seat. "No, but I'm sick of avoiding him. I feel paranoid."

"I'm so glad it's you and not me."

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to tell him all the little things you've done with Harrison~"

"You're heartless." He dropped his head in his palm and stared at me. "Didn't you want to put a leash on him and take a walk? I don't think Declan would like to hear about that~"

"He already wants to kill me. I have nothing to lose." I brushed off and he made a soft noise, showing his dislike. "I invited Harrison over later since you're cooking."

He drummed his fingers on the desk and hummed thoughtfully. "I still haven't bought anything."

"We can go to the store after this."

"Don't you have another class today?"

"It's fine."

"Babe, stop skipping class. You barely go."

"It's fine." I waved off. He wasn't wrong about me barely showing up but I still did all my assignments and passed the exams so I didn't worry about it. Plus, I had it with Declan.

"You're gonna lose your scholarship."

"You're basically my sugar daddy, I'll be fine."

"I hate when you say that. It's always the sugar and no daddy."

I stared at him and let a smirk play at my lips. "If you bottom for me I'll call you daddy as much as you want." His face fell before he was leaning away. "No?" I mused and ran my hand up his thigh. "I'll make it good for you."

I blinked when there was suddenly a notebook shoved between us. "Why can't you two go more than five minutes without touching each other? Every f*****g class you're like this." Hudson sounded exasperated as he lowered the notebook. "Do you know how many times I've had to listen to your detailed s*x life?"

"I can't help myself." I squeezed Caesar's chin. "Look how cute he is."

Hudson look disgusted that I even associated the word cute and Caesar together. Caesar raised an eyebrow at him, silently daring him to question what I said. "Problem?"

Hudson rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. "I feel like I'm gonna walk into class one day and you two are just gonna be going at it."

Caesar glanced at me. "Should-"

"No."

He frowned. "You always say no."

"Bottom for me and-"

"No."

"You always say no." I've tried to get Caesar to bottom a few times but his answer was always the same. At this point, I only asked him to tease him a bit. There was one time when we both got absolutely wasted on new years and he offered to bottom, but as soon as I touched his ass, he kicked me in the stomach.

And as much as I teased him, I didn't really care. Bottoming was a limit for him that I respected, it's not like I could force him even if I wanted to.

Caesar was in the middle of a sentence before he slowly trailed off and squinted at me. "..Are you wearing makeup?"

"No?"

He eyed me. "Are you sure? Somethings different."

"Oh." I subconsciously touched my eyebrows. "I plucked my eyebrows. Why? Does it look weird?"

"No," He shook his head, "It looks nice. You just haven't done them in a while so I couldn't tell what was different."

I held my hands up and presented my fingers. "Look, I did my nails too."

"Ooh," He took my hands in his and nodded in approval, "very nice, very nice. You haven't done black in a while."

"Lauren called me a bad b***h so I had to."

"She called you a b***h, not a bad bitch."

"Same thing."

Hudson leaned over and stared at my nails. "Oh, you did them again? They look nice."

"Thank you."

"You should paint your middle finger red so it stands out when you flip people off."

"Like this?"

"Morgan." I put my finger down when our professor looked over with disapproval etched on her face. "How many times do I have to tell you-"

"Sorry, it won't happen again." Caesar snorted when she went on to properly scold me for my 'inappropriate behavior' that isn't suitable for a 'young man like yourself'.

The rest of class went by relatively quiet, contrary to what people think, I actually do pay attention in class.

When it was finally over, Caesar threw his arm over my shoulder and guided us out of the room. I didn't miss the look our professor gave us, I'm convinced she just hates gays at this point.

After throwing our bags in the backseat of his car, he pulled out of the parking lot and started driving towards the store. While he was driving, he glanced over to me blankly. "Can you stop being so likable?"

"Excuse me?"

"Max keeps staring at you and it pisses me off." My eyebrows raised, this was news to me. "It's not even regular staring. Like, he's not trying to hide it at all. He just stares at you like a creep."

"Really? I didn't notice."

"I told him to stop last time-"

"What? When did you guys talk?"

"When he came over to work on the project." He waved off like it wasn't important. "I told him to stop and you know what he said, 'I'm staring because he's pretty'. Like, no s**t, but he doesn't need to stare so fuckin' much."

I tilted my head back against the seat and stared at him. "You seem pretty mad."

"And then," he looked back before switching lanes, "he started asking me dumb s**t about you, like what your favorite food is and where you get your clothes from, s**t like that." He pulled into the parking lot and put his hand behind my chair to reverse. "Actually, why have I not beat his ass?"

I laughed softly and unbuckled my seatbelt. "Don't do that, we still need him for the project. And you can't fight, babe."

"Listen," he started, "you may not know this but," he pretended to tuck his hair behind his ear, "In high school, I got in this really serious fight."

"You?" I grabbed a cart and walked into the store while giving him a surprised look. "Got in a fight?"

He nodded and hummed in affirmation. "Mhm, I got my ass beat."

"Noo," I groaned, "did you really?"

"Yeah, it was honestly pretty embarrassing."

"Babe," I laughed, "you're 6'2, how did you lose?"

"I had no muscle in high school, all I had going for me was my height." He explained. "College changed me." I eyed his muscular figure distastefully. He never worked out and somehow always maintained his build.

Once figuring out what he wanted to make, finding all the ingredients was relatively easy. "Baby," He called a few feet away, "strawberry or vanilla lube?"

I peeked around his shoulder to see him staring at the different types of lube in concentration. "Get banana."

His nose scrunched as he looked down at me. "Who the f**k wants banana up their ass?"

"I like bananas."

"Gross, pick something else."

I rolled my eyes and threw the vanilla in the cart. Before walking off, the bottom row of condoms caught my attention, making me crouch down and thoroughly look through them.

I felt him standing over me as I picked up the ribbed ones to look at. "Are we out?"

"No, I'm just looking." We used to use these ones a lot but then they stopped selling them at the convenience store near our apartment. "Here." I held them up to him to put in the cart.

"Or we could use none~" He suggested airily but tossed them in the cart.

"Sure," I easily agreed, "if you wanna bottom."

"Never mind."

After grabbing a few more things, I quickly noticed there was a bunch of random s**t in the cart. I eyed the random pillow of a cat and the pack of ten sponges but didn't say anything, it's his money.

This didn't stop me from doing a double take at the blue lace underwear, clearly meant for women. "Why is there a thong in the cart?" I asked exasperated, not at all surprised.

"Huh? A thong?" He peered inside the cart innocently. "How did that get in there?"

"Just- why?"

"I didn't put it in there." He denied. "But we might as well get it. Consider it a sign."

"I'm not wearing a thong."

"It's not a thong. They're cheeky's." He explained. "So they cover more of your ass but also show a little, y'know? They're kind of like the bikini panties but sexier."

I stared at him long and hard. "Why do you know that?"

He stared back at me until we were just staring at each other silently. "...I'll put it back."

"You do that."