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Matt leaned against Mia's locker while he scrolled through his phone. He was waiting for her to pack her bag so they could leave. They were planning on having a sleepover with each other.
Behind Matt was Chris, who rested his chin on his shoulder while his hands were wrapped around his waist.
Every once in awhile he would kiss Matt's neck, and every time it made him smile and blush, even though he tried to act like it annoyed him.
Mia glanced at the both of them before rolling her eyes. "Okay, I'm ready. We can go now." She smiled Chris groaned, "Matt, are you sure you want to go to her house? You can stay with me, and we can cuddle."
Chris tried to convince him: "You've already had him for weeks; I'm sure giving him up for three days won't kill you." Mia snapped at Chris, "Who was talking to you, bitch?" Chris raised his eyebrow and looked at her with disgust. She scoffed and was about to snap back when Matt stepped in. "Okay, I get that the both of you don't like each other, but can you both calm down? Your making me uncomfortable, and you both are causing a scene."
"Whatever," she said, crossing her arms while Chris rolled his eyes. "Say sorry to her, Chris," Matt said. "What?!"
"What do you mean 'what' you called her the b word, so you have to apologize to her" Matt said
"Yeah, apologize to me," Mia said with a smug grin.
"Don't provoke him because you're not in the clear either," that immediately shut her up. "I'm sorry for calling you a bitch," Chris said. "Even though you are one," he said under his breath.
"Thank you," she said with the same smug grin as she had not heard what Chris said under his breath. Chris only smirked at her, "Okay, we'll get going now. I'll see you on Sunday, alright?" He said to Chris, he nodded his head and slightly bent over so Matt could reach his lips and kiss him.
Matt gave him a quick peck on the lips before taking Mia's hand and speed-walking away with her. "Why are you running from him? He's your boyfriend," Matt shrugged. "I know that, but if you don't want to watch me get fucked against a locker, just let me do what I do," she nodded and let Matt take her away.
~+~
Matt sat in Mia's bed. He watched TV while she scrolled on her phone and told him about gossip with some celebrity that he didn't really care about, but it was interesting enough for him to listen to her rant. He occasionally gave his opinions here and there, but that was pretty much it. He continued to focus on his show.
Eventually Mia got bored of her gossip and sat up before plopping beside Matt and watching the show with him, but they both had their attention on something else, and Matt had all of his attention on the show. Mia, not so much.
She would occasionally glance at him and turn away when he would slightly move or clear his throat. Anything he would do it would make her quickly look away from him until it didn't, and she got confident in her actions before eventually giving into them, "Hey Matt."
He looks at her, then back at the show before turning his head to her. "Yeah?" He questioned his eyes widening when he saw how close her face was to his, and before he could move back, she kissed him. Their lips connected, and it left him shocked so shocked that he froze. She kissed him, but he didn't kiss back, and when he finally realized the situation, he pulled away.
"Mia..." he mumbled, and she snapped at him, "Get out." Matt was shocked and confused about what just happened. One second he was watching TV, and the next his friend kissed him and was telling him to get out like he made the first move. "Why did you do it?" he asked. He just had to get an answer. He had to know what possessed her to do that: "Because I like you!"
Matt's jaw almost fell to the floor, and it would have if he didn't control himself. "You what?" He wasn't sure if he heard her right; he just had to make sure he heard what she said: "I like you, and I just want to be happy for once! I am so tired of having to watch you and Chris make out and wish it was me and you. I don't even know what you see in him; it was supposed to be me and you, not him. I don't know how you could do this to me." She said, bursting into tears midsentence. Matt stayed quiet; he didn't know what to say to all of this information he was given all at once.
"Well, I don't know what to say... obviously we cannot date."
She began to cry harder, and now Matt was really stunned. "I-I know you like me, but that doesn't mean you can force yourself onto me." She glared up at him, and that scared him; he was afraid she would jump at him. "Get out!" He immediately scrammbled off her bed and left her room.
He went into the guest room. He was staying in and sat on the bed. He was still confused; he couldn't believe what just happened. It was unbelievable.
Matt sighed before laying down, he would deal with it in the morning.
~+~
Matt woke up to the sound of a loud thud. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes before stretching.
He pulled the covers off of himself and got up. He opened his room door and poked his head out. He heard a loud bang and a whimper.
That made him worry. What if Mia was hurt? He quickly made his way to her room and opened her door.
The sight immediately woke him up. Mia was on the floor convulsing like crazy; she was probably having a seizure, and standing over her body was Chris.
He was looking down on her but looked up at Matt. When he walked in, he saw a small trail of blood slowly drip from the corner of his mouth.
"What did you do..." Matt looked down at Mia, then back at Chris again. He smiled, and he tensed when he realized that Chris had fangs.
"I did us a favour, and a thank you would be nice." By this point, Mias body had stopped convulsing and was just a corpse. He looked down at her again and realized the two holes in her neck that were leaking blood.
Matt looked back at Chris, who was right in front of him. He immediately tried to run away, but Chris grabbed him and pinned him to the wall.
"Where are you running to Matt?" Chris teased him with a huge smile on his face. Matt squeezed himself against the wall. "Please, Chris."
Chris raised his brow in confusion. "What?" Matt sobbed; he was scared for his life. "Please don't hurt me." His breathing got faster as he started to panic this whole time he was dating a monster.
Chris laughed at him. "Your funny, Matt, I would never hurt you," he said, resting his head in Matt's neck. He snuggled deep into him, taking in his scent while Matt let out an uncomfortable whimper.
He then felt Chris lick his neck, and he closed his eyes and waited for the bite, but it never came; instead, he felt gentle kisses being placed all over his neck.
He squealed when Chris suddenly picked him up. He let him carry him to Mia's bed before he laid him down on it.
Chris looked down at his crying lover under him, and he just wanted to ruin him. "You don't know how cute you look right now."
He crawled on top of him and began to leave more kisses on his neck, that eventually turned into hickeys.
Matt laid still and let him do whatever he wanted; he wasn’t sure if he could trust Chris.
“You smell so good,” Chris said, burying his face into his neck. “Please don’t hurt me..." he whimpered again, but it seems Chris ignored him.
Chris slid his hands under Matt’s shirt.
He jumped from the sudden touch. Chris felt so cold.
“Your so tense you need to loosen up.”
He said as he trailed kisses down his body. He then took off Matt’s shirt and just let his hands roam all over him.
“Your so warm,” he said as if he were mesmerized by his body heat.
He slowly slid off his pants and boxers, leaving him completely exposed. He shivered as the cold air touched his warm skin.
“So beautiful,” he praised as he left soft kisses all over him.
Matt started to calm down, but at the same time he was starting to feel overwhelmed by all the love and praise Chris was giving him.
Chris then put his fingers into his mouth and started to suck on them, making sure they were wet.
Matt looked past him; he could still see Mia laying on the floor lifeless. He tensed when he felt something at his hole.
“Don’t look at her, look at me,” Chris said before pushing his finger in to the first knuckle.
Matt let out a small whine at the intrusion; he couldn’t believe he was doing this right in front of his dead friend's body.
He never knew why, but Chris always made him act like a fool when he was around. Chris pushed in a second finger and began to stretch. Matt
Matt let out small moans and whines of pleasure. “Your doing so good, Matt,” Chris said with a huge grin on his face.
“You look so cute like this,” he said, pushing in the third finger. Matt groaned but took it.
He whimpered every time Chris’ fingers would thrust in; they were so close to the one spot that would make him see stars.
“C-Chris please”
“Your so needy today” He teased before taking off his clothes
He stripped down to nothing and spit into his hand, then stroked his cock. He lined his cock up with Matt’s entrance and pushed in to the hilt.
Matt screamed at the harsh intrusion and being filled with one thrust.
"Sorry, I just couldn’t help myself." Chris giggled as he let Matt adjust.
Chris kissed his neck while he let Matt adjust. He rubbed small circles into the sides of his thighs.
He eventually grew impatient and started to slowly thrust into him. He watched his face, making sure he didn’t hurt him.
When he felt that Matt was good, he started to pound into him. Matt squealed at the sudden pace change.
“Chris!” He cried. “You look so cute. I wish you could see your face right now,” he said as he smiled down at him.
Matt had tears slipping out of his eyes; he was overwhelmed already; he didn’t even last a minute. “I-I'm close”
“Already?” Chris teased him before he moved his hand down and pumped Matt’s back arched, and he tried to slap Chris’ hand away.
“I love how sensitive you are." Chris praised again as he kissed Matt’s neck.
Matt whimpered before coming his hole pulsed and squeezed around Chris’ cock. The sudden tightness almost sent him over the edge.
He pulled out and manhandled Matt and turned him around, then onto his hands and knees. He had a clear view of Mia’s body when he realized he immediately turned his head.
Chris grabbed his hair and pushed in again. Matt whimpered at the overwhelming feeling. Chris forcefully turned Matt’s head and made him look at Mia.
“Look at her; can you believe she tried to take you away from me?” Chris said as his thrusts got harder. “I’m happy she’s dead, and I know you are to." Chris said with confidence in his words.
“Thank me for taking away your problems." Matt stayed silent and just tried to focus on the wall while Chris had his way with him and forced him to look at a dead body.
"Matt, thank me for taking away your problems.”
Matt kept quiet. Chris didn’t get rid of any of Matt’s problems. He didn’t know why he was trying to convince him that he did something good.
“T-thank you for taking away my problems." Matt whimpered as Chris got harder. “Say it again.”
“Thank you for taking away my problems,” he cried when Chris adjusted and began to pound into his prostate.
"Again,” Matt whined, “thank you." Chris pushed down Matt’s head into the sheets and held him there while he fucked him at an inhumane speed.
Matt whined and tried to pull away, but Chris’ grip on him got harder as he held him there. “Don’t run from it, Matt; take it like the good boy you are.”
Matt came for the second time, and he convulsed. Chris didn’t stop; he pinned Matt’s hands behind his back and held him down.
“N-no more” He cried from overstimulation; the feeling was too much.
“Say it again.”
“T-thank you!” Chris groaned as he came deep inside of Matt. He let go of his arms, then Matt dropped his legs, making him lie on his stomach.
Chris gently kissed the back of his thighs as he worked his way up his body. “You did so good, Matt.”
Chris whispered in his ear, “Let’s get you cleaned up, then we can go home and cuddle." Chris said with a huge smile as he picked up Matt
Matt let himself be taken; he couldn’t believe he just had sex in front of his dead best friend.
Shame on him.