Pretty Little Skirt-Vikklan

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1170 words.
Genre: fluffy, not really any smut
Warnings: mentions of sex, Vik in a skirt, swearing

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Jerome's POV
"Vik, truth or dare?" Preston questioned, a knowing smile etched onto his face.
"Ummm...I guess - dare?" Vik shyly responded. He was afraid of what Preston was going to have him do, and Vik had every right to be scared.

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About three days ago, Rob, Preston, and I were at Lachlan's house. We are all teenagers so we clearly got on the topic of sex and relationships quite quickly.

I had mentioned how you could clearly tell who the bottom was in all our relationships, and Rob decided to make a quick comment about how "feminine" the bottom's were.

That not only earned Rob a slap from Preston, but it caused Lachlan to make a small comment.

"Damn...now I'm thinking of all the bottoms wearing skirts."

That also earned Lachlan a small slap from Preston, which made Rob and I laugh from how red Preston's face was. However, our conversation about the young males wearing skirts did not end there.

"I've seen Preston in a skirt. It's a great sight." Rob commented, smirking and winking in Preston's direction. Preston flushed even more red - if that was possible - and yelled "Robby!" before lightly slapping Rob in the arm. Rob chuckled and the Texan cuddled into his side.

"I would love to see Mitch in a skirt. Goddamn." I breathed out the last part of my sentence, emphasizing how hot that would be. But I didn't stop talking there.

"I bet you would love to see Vik in a skirt, wouldn't ya Lach?" I questioned. Lachlan's cheeks went red as he stuttered, trying to respond. His nose began bleeding and Preston took him into the bathroom to get Lachlan cleaned up.

"Jerome. Idea: we play truth or dare and dare Vik to wear a skirt to school." Rob quickly gave me a smirk, which I returned with a knowing look.

"Poor Vik. But Lachlan's reaction would be priceless - I'm in. Who's daring Vik though?" I laughed. Rob and I exchanged a glance, and spoke in unison "Preston."

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I watched as Preston now acted like he was thinking of a dare. I looked up at Rob, raising an eyebrow. He just shrugged and chuckled slightly.

Vik glanced over at both me and Rob, giving us a questioning and frightened glance. We looked at each other and shrugged. He thought we didn't know, but oh we knew. We knew.

Vik's POV
After what felt like a lifetime, Preston finally looked me dead in the eye and spoke.

"You have to wear a skirt to school one day this week. You can choose what day it is, and Lachlan isn't allowed to know until that day."

I watched Preston smirk as everyone else - so basically everyone but Lachlan - burst into laughter. My eyes widened with fear as I stuttered to find a reason that I couldn't do this dare.

"What am I gonna use a skirt for after the dare? I am not just going to let a skirt sit in my drawer, and I'm not throwing it away." I asked, shock filling my voice.

"That skirt is gonna be a new addition to your sex life. Trust me." Mitch emphasized. Everyone else burst into laughter as I huffed, clearly not amused.

"Oh what Mitch? Does Jerome like to fuck you in your little skirt while you call him 'daddy'?" I replied back sarcastically, not really expecting an answer.

"Yeah he does and soon enough Lachlan will be doing the same to you 'kitten' "he mocked. Preston moved back towards the corner letting out a loud 'ooooo'.

"I wouldn't even try me Preston. You and Rob are always up to some kinky shit..." I spoke up, evidently irritated.

"Like the goddamn vibrator that's in your pants right now." Mitch finished off my sentence, earning a high five from me and a pout from Preston.

"Fuck off, Vik." Preston mumbled. "And Mitch you can suck a dick, 'princess'. " He teased, smirking at his comeback.

"Oh shut up, 'babygirl' " I replied, jokingly mocking Rob's nickname for Preston.

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Lachlan's POV
I walked into school on Wednesday, expecting it to be yet another boring and uneventful day. I didn't see Vik until lunch, and damn.

Vik was sitting at the lunch table with all of our friends, smiling, laughing, and blushing as always. My eyes trailed down my baby boy's body, a large smile creeping into my face when I saw the short skirt he was currently wearing.

Vik looked really good. By "really good" I mean "I would take you home and fuck you until you can't walk for a week" good, and that's exactly what I wanted to do right now.

I walked up behind my baby and wrapped my arms around his tiny waist, whispering in his ear.

"You look so fucking sexy in that skirt. If I don't end up fucking you now, I'll definitely be fucking you later." A smirk was very evident in my tone, which was good considering there was a rather large smirk covering my usual smile.

Vik gulped and nodding, whispering very innocently in my ear. "I'm all yours, daddy." The way that word slipped off his tongue made me shift uncomfortably in my seat, a blush rising to my cheeks.

Vik giggled, smiling innocently. I knew that the other guys had either set this up or knew what was going on. I was going to take my chances and say both.

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Jerome's POV
I walked out of my History class, headed towards the bathroom located on the second floor by the English room. I walked in and heard a small squeak come from the corner of the bathroom.

I looked over to the corner, and I honestly wish I didn't. Lachlan had Vik pinned against the wall with the smaller boy's skirt being pushed up, skirt half off, and his face already covered in a slight blush.

I stood there for a moment before coughing, allowing the two to acknowledge my presence.

"Jerome!" Vik squeaked out, as Lachlan grumbled something along the lines of "oh fuck".

"I don't care what you guys do, but could you not do it in the school's bathroom. The door wasn't locked and you know that everyone from our table always uses this bathroom." I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Get back to class you two." I instructed, watching as Vik hastily pulled his skirt into place and Lachlan chuckled fixing his hair in the mirror.

"Thanks, Jerome. Oh and Vik?" Lachlan looked into the mirror, seeing the small boy struggle to fix his outfit and hide his blush.

"Y-yes, Lachlan?" Vik asked, sounding slightly out of breath.

"Come over to my place tonight. We're continuing this." Lachlan smirked, and Vik nodded before scurrying off to class.

"I'll make sure everyone stays away from yours tonight. I don't want them to be scarred by almost seeing their best friends fucking." I laughed, glancing over in Lachlan's direction.

"Almost" he emphasized before winking and walking out the bathroom to his class.

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Based off one of the memories from 'dear diary'.

I think it was HollyleafRavenclaw that suggested I make the memories into one shots, so here is one of the many memories.

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