forum Not a friendly Start that Becomes a Little too Friendly (Abandoned) (X/1) (MxM)

Started March 02, 2023 by @Rhys group

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Lucas shakes his head, “Nooooo. . .” He rolls back over, “I don’t want tooo-“

Tristan laughs again.

"Fine." he says simply.

He then lifts Lucas up, holding him by his armpits, and sets him down on the floor.

Lucas grumbles, pushing Tristan away, or trying to, “Nooo—“

"I will drag you to the campus." Tristan says good-naturedly.

Lucas grumbles, moving away from Tristan, “Let me change my shirt, it get wrinkled. . .” He mumbles.

Tristan grins.

"Alright."

Lucas huffs, “Fuck you. . .” He mumbles, grabbing a clean shirt and changing quickly.

"You know you want to. Well, again." Tristan snickers.

Lucas huffs, “Maybe. Maybe not.” He turns around, “Right now, I’m pissed because you man handled me out of my fucking bed.”

"Hey, that's my bed, thanks. Your bed is over there." Tristan snorts, pointing to the other side of the room.

“Too fucking bad. It was my bed once you left it and I was the only person in it up until you pulled me out of it.”

Tristan raises an eyebrow.

"You're quite bold today."

“Deal with it. I’m almost always bold.”

"You weren't last night." Tristan mutters.

“That’s where the almost comes in, Tris. There are time’s where I’m thrown off, or chose not to be bold.”

Tristan smirks. "I don't think I even gave you a chance to make a choice last night."

“So it’s the other one, Tris. In was thrown off.” Lucas huffs.

Tristan chuckles. "Alright alright Mr. Huffy."

Lucas smiles slightly, “Next time, let me wake up on my own, or at least call before you get here to drag me out of bed.”

"Would you have gotten out of bed, though, if I'd called you??" Tristan grins.

“Probably, as I don’t like being manhandled.” He huffs.

Tristan smirks but doesn't respond.

"Get ready."

“Why are you smirking? And I am ready. I got dressed and took a shower after you left.”

"You said your 'shirt was wrinkled.'" Tristan snorts.

“I already changed it, you blind ass. I changed it right after you unceremoniously dragged me out of bed over an hour before my class!” He huffs.

Tristan snorts again.

"Well pardon me for being blind!"

Lucas snickers, “You’re excused. Now what the fuck am I going to do for an hour?” He walks to his own bed, “Sleep. Because someone kept me up almost all night.”

Tristan chuckles.

"Fine, I'm not waking you up a second time."

Lucas’s huffs, “Now that’s just being an even bigger asshole. . .” He sits on his bed, “Now I don’t want to go to sleep if i don’t get a wake up party.” He laughs softly, grinning at Tristan.

Tristan raises an eyebrow. "You're annoyed at the wakeup party yet still want one?"