Irresistibly Sweet

Friendship

Tyler Gray

I was having a great dream about chocolate pillows when I felt Alice stir beside me. Without opening my eyes, I wrapped my arms around her, nuzzling her neck. I didn't want to wake up yet. I didn't want to think yet and face the bitchy morning sunlight.

 But for some reason, my senses could not ignore the change in her scent... It wasn't the usual one that greets me, the one I'm accustomed to... But the smell wasn't all that unfamiliar.

"Uh, Ty? Would you please stop hugging me?"

I tightened my grip around her, foggy mind not even registering the change in voice. I was too annoyed with the fact that Alice was rejecting me so early in the damn morning.

"Tyler seriously. I know I've said you're my type and all but I hate clingy people the most."

I opened my eyes groggily to be greeted with a very irritated face of none other than Sven Wilson. He rolled his eyes, "Finally you wake up. Now let go."

I scrunched up my face and groaned, burying my face into the crook of his neck without thinking.

I started drifting back to sleep until...reality started to sink in when Sven increased his struggling.

Holy shit what was I doing?

With an uncharacteristic yelp, I violently shoved him aside whilst pushing myself  back, sending us both tumbling off the bed.

I landed on my rump while Sven must've landed on Evan, because I heard two voices complaining.

I slowly stood up, ready to ask the fucker what he was doing in my room. But he was currently on top of Evan who was staring at him with sleepy yet curious eyes and furrowed brows. 

"Wha..."

"Good morning sleeping beauty," Sven grunted, rubbing his forehead. "Dammit, what is your skull made of?"

Evan didn't seem hurt though. "Why are you here Sven?" he croaked.

"Oh nothing, just here to take your damn virginity," muttered Sven as he continued to soothe his forehead while hovering over Evan. The image they've composed was quite disturbing. "So, how do you wanna do it? Should I be the one to put it in or do you want to be the one pounding into me?" he said shamelessly. Evan just smiled, lightly moved Sven by the shoulder, making him lie on his back, before he rolled over to resume his sleep. Sven just pouted as he rubbed his forehead.

"Why must you give me disturbing mental images so early in the damn morning?" I grumbled.

He didn't even glance at me as he stuck his tongue out. "Why must you inflict physical pain on me every time I friggin visit?" he shot back.

"It's your own damn fault for being on my bed."

"I just fucking sat down to kick Evan! You grabbed me out of nowhere and started being all cuddly!"

I forced down the oncoming blush and crossed my arms. "Why are you here Sven?"

He mocked me by making faces before answering, "I'm here to shove my dick inside your asshole."

I keep forgetting how disgustingly perverted and vulgar he becomes when he's in a bad mood. "I'm going to break your face if keep that shit up."

"Whatever," he growled as he got up and stomped towards the door. "Tell Alice I'll be waiting in the living room."

Honestly, I felt kinda guilty for being harsh with him. I mean what happened here clearly wasn't his fault. And his nose hasn't completely healed yet although it looks a hell of a lot better than it did yesterday. "Hey, Sven. Wait."