Russian Roulette (Royce)

Payback

::Chresanto's P.O.V::

"Jacob, stop!" I laughed, he dropped me down onto his bed and continued with tickling me. "Chres, you never told me you were ticklish" Jacob said, "because I knew you would tickle me!" I squirmed underneath his touch and tried to push him away. "I... I can't breathe" I said, I was laughing too hard. "Your laugh is contagious" Jacob said as he pinched my sides, I looked up at him as I tried to get my breathing under control. I managed to smile a little, I was suddenly tired and worn out now. 

"See, now I know what to do if you're ever in a bad mood" Jacob said, "I can just tickle you until you can barely breathe". I nodded a little but stopped when he began to tickle me again, "no, no!" I laughed, I tried to grab at his hands but I couldn't. "Oh my God, I love your laugh, I swear" he said before leaning down and pressing his lips against mine. Our lips moved slowly and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Things were better. I didn't have nightmares of what happened a week and some days ago. Jacob and I can now do sexual things without me freaking out because I'm afraid he won't stop when I tell him to. Of course, I know that he will but there was always that fear lingering around, and I couldn't help but pay attention to it. My dad, or I guess our dad, still hadn't shown up yet. I didn't really know if he was coming back and I don't think I'd mind if he didn't. I liked being here with Jacob and his mom.

The kiss had grown with more passion and I let Jacob remove my shirt from my body. He took off his and I looked up at him. "What?" He asked curiously, I shook my head "nothin'". I smiled a little as he began to kiss my neck, "is your mom here?" I asked. "No, she left for work, so you can moan as loud as you want" he answered, I playfully punched him. "I love you, Chres" he mumbled, I messed with his hair and said "and I love you, Jacob".

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"My legs hurt" I complained, "sorry" Jacob apologized, "and I think you were pounding into my prostate". He laughed at me, "Jacob, I'm serious, my prostate fucking hurts" I commented. "I'm sorry" he said again, I rolled over and off the bed. I crawled out of his room, "where the fuck are you going?" I heard him ask. "I don't know" I replied, I made it down the hall before I felt him grab my legs, he dragged me back to his room. "At least put some clothes on" he said, "I do have on clothes" "boxers aren't clothes". "Woah, this is deja vu" I said quietly, "yeah, it is".

I grabbed my shirt and pants and put them on. "We should do something" I said, "like what?" "Hmmm, I don't know" "how are you gonna suggest we do something, but have no idea on what we should do?" He asked curiously. I shrugged, "I'm not sure". "Okay, well... It's the beginning of Spring break, we got a whole week off" I nodded. I watched as Jacob sat next to me on the floor. "D'you hear from your da- Our dad?" He frowned, "did you hear from Lorenzo at all?" 

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::Jacob's P.O.V::

"Need help?" I asked to my mom as she walked into the house with grocery bags, "no, I got it, this is all of them anyway". "What're we having for dinner? I feel like cooking something" I said as I followed her into the kitchen, Chresanto followed too. "I thought maybe we could have empanadas" she said as she looked at me, "are you serious?" I asked, "I love empanadas". "Um.... What's an empanada?" Chresanto asked, I looked at him "you don't know what an empanada is!?" He shook his head and said "no". "Oh dios mio" I said, I pulled him over to the table and sat him down. 

"Okay, an empanada is one of the most amazing things" I said, I heard my mom chuckle. "It's a stuffed bread or pastry that can either be baked or fried, you can fill it with chicken or beef, I think they make vegetarian ones? I don't know. It's from Spanish or Latin American origin right, mom?" I asked as I looked at her. She nodded and said "mhm", she was already setting out the ingredients. "Would you like to learn how to make one?" I questioned to Chresanto, he nodded and said "yeah".