Hey munchkins!I FINALLY MADE MY ACCOUNT AT WATT PAD YAYY!I have been wanting to write a fanfic for almost a year and had lots of ideas but when I started to write I would forget everything .But finally i did it. hope you enjoy.do comment and vote and whatever you want except for hate.please guys i don't wanna receive hate on the first thing i post.HAPPY READING!
Note: Jacob have tattoos in this fic. and Joe is Jacobs best friend and he smokes too.
Troye stares at the front door of his house, vision blurry from alcohol and the bright light posted above the front door, glaring harshly down on him. He's misplaced his keys and he doesn't know if he left them here before he went out or if he somehow lost them at the club he went to. He's hoping they're inside the house because if he's lost another set of keys Jacob is going to kill him.
"What's the problem, bub?" Troye jumps at Connors loud voice, having forgotten he wasn't alone. connor had taken the pleasure in walking him up to his doorstep because, well, he doesn't like to say goodbye until he absolutely has to.
"Can't find my keys," Troye answers, sighing and scrubbing a hand over his face.
"Well, just knock on the door. I'm sure that boyfriend of yours is still up."
"Yeah, okay." Troye knocks once, twice, three times on the door before he realizes they have a doorbell. He presses it about five times quickly, knowing it'll irritate Jacob and he giggles to himself.
"For fucks sake," Jacob' annoyed voice grows closer to the door and Troye smiles a little, ready to see his boyfriend after a long night out.
The door swings open and there he is, in all of his shirtless and tattooed glory. Troye licks his lips.
"jake," Troye greets, immediately taking a step forward and reaching for Jacob. Jacob looks a little irritated, eyes slightly red and his hair a little wild with a little bit of scruff covering his face. Troye thinks he looks hotter than anything he's ever seen before and he feels so giddy with pride that Jacob is HIS.
Jacob wraps an arm around Troye's slim figure and pulls him tight to his side, fingers digging into the softness of Troyes's thin waist that he loves so much.
"Baby," Jacob replies, voice rough like gravel but smooth like honey. Troye melts a little and feels tingles sizzle through his soft body.
Jacob catches sight of connor, finally noticing that he's here too, and he barely attempts to hide his distaste.
"Nice to see you too, Jacob," connor says sarcastically, eyes rolling.
Jacob raises his lip in a silent snarl and pulls Troye closer. "Huh, yeah, thanks for getting him home. I'll take it from here."
Connor begins to say something else, which neither Jacob or Troye could give two shits about, but then Jacob is pressing his hand into Troye's lower back and holding him tight to his front, his other hand coming around to hold the back of Troye's neck before he's kissing him roughly, just the way he knows Troye likes. He slides his tongue into Troye's mouth, tasting him for the first time in hours. He's missed the taste of Troye; no matter how much he gets of him it's never enough and he always wants more.
He sucks on his tongue a little, hand tightening on Troye's neck. Troye's hand comes up and gently cups the side of Jacob ' face, the rough hair prickling his soft palm, making Troye think of where he wants to feel that prickling the most.standing on his tippy toes. Jacob bites Troye's plump bottom lip, making a delicious, filthy whimper escape his pretty mouth.
Jacob pulls back and pecks Troye's bright pink, luscious lips once more, relishing in the way Troye's eyes have gone glassy and he's frowning from loss of contact. Jacob looks back at Connor and raises an eyebrow.
