ambivalent • a tronnor au ✔️

Chapter 24

"Troye! Connor!" My mom called from the kitchen "I'm heading off to the store with your siblings and dad! We'll be home in a bit!" without giving us a time to reply, I heard the kitchen back door shut and the car start in the driveway.

"So, we're alone" Troye said, with a smirk "and you're my boyfriend now" something about that word makes my heart flutter. Just hearing Troye call me his boyfriend is a feeling itself that I can't describe. "You know what that means"

"what exactly does that mean, Troye Boy?" I ask teasingly. Troye got up from the couch and moved himself on top of me. He sat himself so gracefully on my lap as his face neared mine.

"It means" he paused, moving closer to my ear and whispering ever-so delicately "we can eat whatever the hell we want!" just as fast as he sat on top of me, he was off of me and racing towards the kitchen.

"Troye" I whined "you're such a tease" I never moved from my spot on the couch as Troye rummaged through our cabinets.

"Well" Troye came back in the room with arms full of different foods. "I'm starving" he sat back down next to me and opened the guacamole and chips. I just playfully rolled my eyes at him and began eating with him.

We might not be kissing, but hey, at least we're together; and that's all I could ask for right now.

"Connor?" Troye called out. "You have something right here" he gestured to the corner of him mouth, indicating that I had some sort of something on my face. I quickly ran my thumb across my mouth in hopes of getting the food of. "No, no here" He said, coming closer to me.

Slowly, his face inched near mine, until his lips were on the corner of my mouth. "There" he whispered, inching away. "All gone"

I was going to kill this tease. He can be such a bitch sometimes.

"Troye!" I cried out, throwing the food on my lap onto the table. He quickly turned his head to face me and I grabbed ahold of his neck, pulling him closer to me. "You're such a tease. All I want to do is kiss the fuck out of you"

"Then do it"

"With pleasure" I wasted no time connecting our lips. My hands came up to cradle his face as he moved his lips perfectly against mine. Slowly, Troye hand started to travel up and down my back. He then deepened the kiss, trying to take over the dominance - which I was okay with. I moved my hands from his face and tangled them in his hair, causing a slight groan to come from Troye.

He detached his lips from mine and moved them to my neck, kissing and sucking every last inch until he could fine my sweet spot.

"t-tro" I whispered, his lips grazing over - what I assumed to be - my sweet spot of my neck. I could practically feel the smirk forming on his face as he started to suck the exact spot.

My back arched as he did so, causing many noises to escape my mouth. After what seemed like a few seconds, Troye wrapped his arms around me and positioned me to the point where I was practically laying on the couch. He climbed on top of me and straddled me, both hands next to my head.

Without warning, he connected our lips once again, this time it was rough and fast. I liked t. I buked my hips, desperately wanting friction there. Thankfully, he seemed to notice and he started to grind against my hips, causing several moans to escape my mouth.

"fuck Troye" I moaned against our lips. He continued to kiss me, like it would be our last kiss. Full of passion, lust, and want. My hands wasted no time going under his shirt and feeling the skin, grazing my hands over his chest.

"hey gu- HOLY SHIT MOM! DAD!" I heard the voice of my younger brother, Brandon, call, then footsteps running out of the room.

"shit shit shit shit" Troye muttered, throwing himself off of me. I quickly got up and re-positioned myself on the couch, Troye did the same, only on the complete other side.

"- and then I walked in on them!" Brandon probably finished explain to my family what just happened. I looked over at them, all with different expressions.

Nicola and Dustin where trying their damn hardest not to burst out in laughter.

My mom was smiling like an idiot.

My dad was just shocked.

And Brandon? He looked disgusted.

"Troye? Connor? Do we need to have the talk?" My mom asked, her voice sounded nothing but serious.

"What? Ew, mom no! We were just kissing!" I defended.

"You call that just kissing?" Brandon laughed. I rolled my eyes and threw a pillow at him. "Alright, alright, sorry" he threw his hands up in defeat.

"Brandon, Dustin, and Nicola, please go unload the car. Peter, you too" they all nodded their heads and went back outside. My mom came over and sat between us on the couch, pulling us into a bear hug. "When the hell were you going to tell me you're dating? This is so cute! My two favorite guys, dating each other? This is a proud momma bear moment!" She squeaked.

"oh my god, mom, stop." I groaned.

"Am I embarrassing you?"

"very much so, so if you don't mind, Troye and I are going to go to my room." I pulled away from her and stood up, offering my hand to Troye.

"Awe! You're so cu-" I gave her a look, which cut off her sentence. "use protection" she muttered under her breath.

"Mrs. Franta!" Troye laughed. I ignored her and rolled my eyes, pulling Troye off the couch. We then started to walk to my bed room, hand in hand. "I guess we can cross 'telling your family' off the list of people to tell" Troye whispered, earning a slight chuckle from me.

"I guess so, Troye boy"

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