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Music and colourful lights filled the room,the smell of Alcohol filling everyone's nostrils.

Creation shows me what to do
I'm dancing on the floor with you And when you touch my hand
I go crazy, yeah

The two young boys sat in the corner of the room,laughing a bit.The Latvian let out a seductive giggle as he moved closer to him.His best friend smirked,pulling him onto his lap.

The music tells me what to feel
I like you now
But is it real by the time we say goodnight
I'll know if this is right
And I feel you(you)coming through my veins.
Am I into you(you)?or is it the music to blame?

Raimonds giggled again,bouncing on his lap a bit as he wrapped his arms around his neck.Arnold let out a deep chuckle,starting to place kisses on his neck.He then let out a small squeak,as well as a moan,but it couldn't be heared due to the music that was playing.

Arnold smirked again as he picked him up,going to the bathroom.

Who owns my heart?
Is it love or is it art?
Cause the way you got your body movin' got me confusin'
And I can't tell if it's the beat or sparks
Who owns my heart?
Is it love or is it art?
You know I wanna believe that we're a masterpiece
But sometimes it's hard to tell in the dark
Who owns my heart?

Raimonds layed beneath him,leaning his back against this bed.He wrapped his legs around his waist,kissing him roughly.

Arnold frowned a bit,a serious expression on his face as he grabbed onto his thighs.The Latvian let out a low moan,pulling away as he panted.

The room is full
But all I see is the way
Your eyes just blaze through me
Like fire in the dark
We're like living art
And it hits me
Like a tidal wave
Are you feeling me?
Or is the music to blame?

Raimonds moaned loudly,feeling Arnold biting,licking and sucking his neck.Arnolds hand then grabbed onto his ass,squeezing and grabbing it.

Raimonds went completely red,squeaking as he did so.

Who owns my heart?
Is it love or is it art?
Cause the way you got your body movin' got me confusin'
And I can't tell if it's the beat or sparks
Who owns my heart?
Is it love or is it art?
You know I wanna believe that we're a masterpiece
But sometimes it's hard to tell in the dark
Who owns my heart?

Raimonds layed ontop of him,blushing deeply.

Arnold closed his eyes,resting his hands of his friends ass.Raimonds blushed deeply,flustered but liked it.

"So come on,baby!Keep provoking me,Keep on roping me,Like a rodeo~Baby,pull me close~!Come on,Here we go!Here we go!Here we go~!"Arnold said while Rai giggled

And it hits me
Like a tidal wave
Are you feeling me?
Or is the music to blame!?

They kissed gently,both blush darkly.The fire glowed in there faces,underneath the blanket as they cuddled with each other.

Who owns my heart?
Is it love or is it art?
Cause the way you got your body movin' got me confusin'
And I can't tell if it's the beat or sparks
Who owns my heart?
Is it love or is it art?
You know I wanna believe that we're a masterpiece
But sometimes it's hard to tell in the dark
Who owns my heart?

Raimonds sat in his lap,his arms wrapped around his neck as he let out a seductive giggle before kissing his neck,making Arnold moan quietly.

//This was in my drafts for h o u r s and I didn't post it until now-

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⏰ Laatst bijgewerkt: May 01, 2020 ⏰

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