Bump • t.s + c.f

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It was a cool summer evening in Los Angeles, California and Troye and Connor were spending it inside.

Troye leant against the arm of the sofa, head turned to lazily watch the re-run of some programme playing on the TV. Tucked underneath his chin and in his long arms, was a sleepy and relaxed Connor, curled up on his side and leaning against Troye's chest.

"Tro?" Connor mumbled during an advert break. "Can we watch something else?"

"Sure sweetheart. You got anything in mind?" Troye reached for the remote and started flicking through channels

"Not really. Maybe a movie or something. You choose."

"Okay, hun."

Troye finally settled on a movie that was just beginning and they both fell into silence, focusing on the movie as Troye ran his fingers through Connor's fluffy hair. About half way in, Troye started to wonder if he made the wrong choice.

On the screen things had gotten heated. It was the third sex scene in about ten minutes when Troye heard Connor whimper and try to snuggle into his chest more.

"You okay Con?" He asked, kissing Connor's hair.

"Y-yeah. Do you th-think that maybe we c-could do something else?"

"Sure babe. Do you not like the movie?"

"I don't know, it was okay."

"Then why do you want it off?"

"Well, um, I..." Connor fumbled over his words before giving up, instead grabbing one if Troye's hands that was resting on his tummy and slowly dragging it down under the waistband of his jeans. Getting the picture, Troye instantly pulled his hand back.

"Con, we need to talk about things before suddenly initiating stuff." He sighed. Frowning, Connor uncoiled from his place and instead kneeled in between Troye's legs, facing him with a pout.

"Why? What do we even need to talk about?"

"I want to - no, need to - make sure you're 100% okay with this, that it won't make you feel uncomfortable or anything. It's just so important to me that you're completely okay with it and won't feel violated or anything."

"Troye, if I wasn't sure I wouldn't of started this!"Connor exclaimed. "One of the reasons I have never had any surgery and that I do stuff with you is that I'm comfortable. I feel secure in the knowledge that I'm a boy and having sex won't make me question my gender. I personally don't mind or care but you obviously do. If you don't want to fuck me just say." He ranted, his voice falling as he said the last sentence. He bit his lip, looking down at his lip as he fiddled with his hands.

Troye sighed and leant forward, wrapping his arms around Connor's shoulders. "Con, it's not that I don't want to fuck you, I just don't want to make you feel self-conscious or anything. I'm sorry for being so... Like that."

"Okay, i get it." Connor relaxed in Troye's arms. "So, can we have sex now?"

"Sure." Troye laughed, kissing his boyfriends forehead and moving his arms down to rest underneath his butt. As their lips met in a gentle kiss, Troye stood up, holding Connor around his waist. The smaller boy wrapped his arms and legs tightly around him as Troye ambled to the bedroom, their kiss deepening and becoming more forceful.

Troye gently laid him down in the bed, scrambling on top of him and then kissing him again. As their lips moved against each other, Connor's hand slipped down into Troye's jeans, groping his dick through his briefs. Troye moaned and Connor moved his hand to inside Troye's underwear to be greeted with an almost completely hard erection poking against his hand. He stroked it gently as Troye's hands roamed across Connor's stomach, pushing up his t-shirt.
"Babe, I think it's time we took off some unnecessary layers." Troye whispered sensually in Connor's ear. The older of the two nodded.

Both men sat up and took their tops off. Troye pulled his off as he bit his bottom lip, imitating a stripper. After throwing it over his shoulder onto the floor, he looked back to see Connor pull his over his head, exposing his chest. Connor noticed his surprise.

"I knew today was gonna be a lazy day so I didn't bother binding or putting on a sports bra." He looked into Troye's dazzeling blue eyes. "I'm really lucky to have really small boobs."

Troye kissed his lips gently once more before speaking. "Are you sure you don't mind babe?" He checked again.

"Completely." Connor reassured yet again. "Just fuck me into the matress already." He attached his lips to the Australian's plump ones and they went into another heated kiss, managing to rid themselves of the rest of their clothes in the process.

Managing to keep their lips connected, Troye reached over to the top drawer and grabbed a bottle of strawberry flavoured lube, tossing it onto the bed next to Connor's naked body. He searched around in the drawer for a minute before withdrawing it and breaking the kiss.

"Baby, I think we're out of condoms." He breathed out. "Should we stop or..?"

"I don't care about that, we're both clean." Connor whined, voice laced with impatience. "Just fuck me."

They went to sleep an hour later, exhausted and covered in sweat.

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First chapter!!' Who!! I'm currently uploading this using the free wi-fi on a train so I'll go over the chapter and edit anything when I get home in like an hour.

Today was really cool cause I went to London and saw a group of people protesting dolphin slaughter, I saw Phantom of the Opera in the west end and also had Japanese at a hibachi restaurant.

Next chapter up on Monday ^-^

–phoenix