Oneshots of the friends

ParkerxScott

The room was freezing, the faint noise of the air conditioner was the only sound emitting in the room. Parker sat awkwardly in the small office chair near the window willing for Scott to say something. Andrew, Manuel and Micah had gotten the extra room with more beds and had left the two of them alone. It was past the time where they were allowed out of their rooms and they couldn't risk another room swap. A Silent Voice could be heard from down the hallway, no doubt Andrews doing. Parker looked over to the clock that sat on the dresser, one fifteen am it was impossibly late in the night. Scott yawned feeding into the tired atmosphere, they spent all day walking in and out of museum after museum. Parker recalled when the two of them chatted earlier in the day after they accidentally separated from the small group in the Smithsonian, while the group was gone the two of them were able to talk about all sorts of things. He loved the way Scotts eyes lit up when he rambled about the airplanes that hung above them, and the crop rotation of corn. Parker never imagined the premise of air planes could be so... attractive.

Parker could hear the shower abruptly turn off from the bathroom when he was snapped from his thoughts before they were taken too far for him to come back from. Seconds later the door clicked open and Scott emerged with nothing but a towel, beads of water trickled down his fit chest all landing right at the top of the towel. Parker blushed and snapped his eyes away from the sinfully low hanging towel.

"Like what you see" Scott said in his oh so familiar cocky voice, Parker could practically hear the smirk playing on his lips. Scotts tone dipped low "Can you pass me my pajama bottoms I forgot them when I went to take a shower". He most certainly did not forget the bottoms but Scott would never admit that, to be completely honest with himself Scott had been attracted to Parker for years. When the other group left for a different room he knew he had to jump on the opportunity, but Scott liked to play with his food so he was going to let Parker stew in doubt even if it was just a few minutes. After all Scott always needed the upper hand liking Parker gave him a weakness, one he would never show especially not to Parker.

Parker brought his gaze upward, daring himself to meet Scotts eyes, Scott wouldn't possibly like him back there was no way. Scott had constant banter with Orion of course he would like Orion. Scott crossed the room quickly snatching his chin and pulling it down to look at him. The two of them were incredibly close, their lips practically touching. "Stop fucking doubting yourself" Scott growled at him, that vice made Parkers inside churn.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Parker said briefly, wondering if Scott could even hear the whisper.

"You don't know what I'm talking about" Scott questioned again speaking in a dangerously low voice "I know you like me Parker and I like you so stop waiting for something to happen and do something".

"You want me to do something" Parker asked, Scott did not know yet but the air in the room just dramatically shifted.

"What did I just tell you".

"Say please Scott you must ask me very kindly or I will be sleeping on the floor tonight and you will spend yours alone" Parker had the go ahead, Scott wanted him and now Scott most certainly was not going to change his mind.

"I don't think you get it I'm in charge here" Scott growled at him but Parker looked down at him and laughed. Parker placed a firm hand on Scotts bare chest and pushed him back until Scott fell, his back coming into contact with the cold commodore of the bed. Parker's legs stood on either side of Scott, and he stared down at him from above. Scott tried to get up but with a rough shove Parker threw him back onto the mattress.

"I don't think you really understand how this is going to work, you are going to listen to me and do exactly as I say or we will have a problem understood" Parker enclosed his large hand around Scotts neck making his eyes bulge. Scott nodded "I don't think you understand, I need verbal confirmation and if I don't get it I will go watch that god forsaken anime with Andrew down the hall and leave you in here all alone, you wouldn't like being without me would you?" Parker;s smirk grew on his face as Scott shook his head.

"No" Scott responded with a gulp "don't leave, I- yes I'll do whatever you want". Parker grinned, what a wonderful little toy.

"Whatever I want" Parker said slowly tightening his grip around Scotts neck "What do you want, tell me exactly what you want from me".

"Don't make me say it" Scott had a small hint of a blush "I want you alright, is that enough".

"Not really" Parker looked down at Scott, but his eyes softened when he saw Scott looking up at him, so excited for what the night could bring "But I will make an exception for tonight since you are being so good". Parker moved his hand down Scotts body so it rested on his upper thigh. Scott was panting with need beneath him, clearly desperate for him Parker stroked his hand up and down the inside of his thigh. Scott grew restless and attempted to move but Parker took both his hands in one and shoved them up so they rested over Scott's head. "Don't you fucking move, only if you behave will I allow you anything, remember you do not deserve anything all you get with what I gift to you." Scott whimpered in response to him as Parker reached his hand underneath the towel slowly moving his hand upward. Fast enough to make progress but just slow enough to make Scott a desperate mess. Just as he was about to reach exactly what Scott wanted him to he retracted his hand.

He leaned down and whispered into Scotts ear as he watched him try to catch his breath "What a pathetic little whore" he laughed then took his leave to go down the hallway where the other boys waited with a movie.

"What the fuck just happened" Scott asked himself when he was sure Parker had finally left the room.

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Hours later after Scott had given up on the hope of Parker returning did the door open again. A small amount of light streamed into the room then disappeared, only to be followed by the covers of the bed being pulled away. The bed dipped next to him as Parker climbed into bed, Scott held his breath humiliated from earlier when Parker had played with him. Parker's breathing next to him turned slow and started to steady but before Parker drifted to sleep he whispered "I'll play with you more tomorrow". And suddenly Scott was very excited for the next day. Tomorrow they were traveling to New York on the bus and the possibilities of what could happen were nearly endless.