Maylor One Shots

Sensitive

AU: Shorter than usual. But as always, hope you enjoy this ride. :)

*Brian’s POV*

  Think about the times your friend found out something quite embarrassing about you and from then on wouldn’t stop teasing you with that.

  Yes, that just happened to me a few weeks ago with Roger.

  At that time, I was with Roger at his place. It was six o’clock in the evening. The sky had already completely darkened and the feeling of getting relaxed started to kick in.

  We were trying to decide on what to do that night. We had a bit of an argument because I wanted the both of us to read some books, but Roger wanted to watch a rom-com together.

  In the end, I somehow convinced Roger that we should read books instead. I brought him some cool fiction novels that he might like, so I guess that he would be fine.

  I felt a little guilty. It was as if I had forced him into agreeing with me. But just this time I wanted to do something different. For the past few hundred times, we have been watching various movies that you could guess the endings of.

  Anyway, after a nice homemade dinner, we both got on the couch. I lend him a book called “The Flame and the Flower” by Kathleen E. Woodiwiss, while I just stick to a book about astronomy, which is a topic I fascinate quite a lot.

  I got myself cozy on the couch, quickly starting to sink into the book. There are just so many interesting things space has to offer.

*Roger’s POV*

  A few silent moments passed by and I only got to finish the first chapter. Books could be great, but I just wasn’t feeling it. I really wanted to watch a movie. But this nerdy boy I got here is a complete nerd. All he wants to do is think, read, and write.

  Nerdy boy was so into his book he didn’t notice that I moved a muscle at all. I was making my way towards him, wanting to prank him, because I was bored. I thought about what I wanted to do to frighten him. I smirked at the idea in my head and stood behind him sneakily, ready to “attack”.

  I dragged my finger on his ear, making him do a little bounce and pulled up his hand to cover his ear. He looked back at me with his face painted in crimson while I looked at him, amused.

  “You scared me,” he said. He turned to face his back to me and continued to read.

  I knew he wanted to hide the fact that he was sheepish about his reactions, but I loved them. Now I wondered how “dangerous” his other parts were. 

  I pounced myself onto him, tackling him down. I dug my fingers into his hair, not letting go of his head, and made sure that I massaged his scalp in a soft way.

  “Rog, please let me go,” he said. I knew he was holding back his reactions. He was trembling and letting out small gasps. He was also trying to push my arms away from him. How sweet were his reactions, I just couldn’t get enough.

  I moved his head to one side so that one side of his neck was fully exposed to me. I went down and nibbled on it, quickly earning a surprising amount of responses.

  He thrashed, gasped, moan, giggled, blushed…… there were just so many things this guy had seen this guy done which I had never seen him done before. He looked so adorable like this. Helpless and vulnerable, completely destroying the fact that he is tall and quite intimidating-looking.

  “Please get off of me, Rog! I warn you!” He said in an unsteady tone. 

  “Oh, really,” I said, “You couldn’t even fight me off. How can you take vengeance then?”

  He kept on begging me, and I kept tormenting him. I feel a little sadistic then. It was kind of weird, but I didn’t know why the way he was begging me to stop always sent a rush of excitement through my veins. It was almost like his begs were music to me.

  When I sensed that he was going out of breath, I decided to let him go. Despite all of the fun I was having, I didn’t want to suffocate my best friend.

  He was lying on the sofa, panting, holding his arm over head as if he had a fever. I sat down right beside my head while I laughed my face off about what I had just discovered about him.

  “Wow,” I said through laughter. “You are so sensitive!” Then I blew air into his ear just to tantalize him.

  “Shut up,” he said while bringing a pillow up to his face to cover his face.

  “Hey!” I tried to get the pillow off him, though not forcefully. “Stop being so angry! I will make sure I don’t tell anyone about it.”

  He peeked through the pillow, looking me in the eyes. I raised my eyebrows, hopefully making it clear that I was being serious. But I was certainly still going to tease him about it. So cute.

  “Promise?”

  He pulled out his pinky finger, and I locked his with mine.

  “Promise.”

  We stayed there silently. I was replaying the scene in my head, wondering what would happen if I did a little more of nibbling on his ears. How crazy would he go? Maybe I should save that for some other time when I am bored.

  Suddenly, he broke the silence. “Why did you do that?”

  “Um… Just because,” I answered.

  I gave him a smirk, fooling him. He is so funny when he is being fooled. I needed to tease him more often, now that I got a new something to go against him.

*Brian’s POV* 

  So, from then on, he wouldn’t stop teasing me about this. 

  “Hey, Bri! Did you touch my stuff?” I heard Roger say with a hint of anger but also fun.

  His footsteps became louder and faster. It seems like he is coming towards me. Oh, please, not again! He did that about six times already this week and it is only Wednesday!

  I better get out of here now. It’s time to run for cover.