Oui ⭐ tracob au

quarante deux - send nudes

Troye really hoped that Jacob would be right there, next to him, with their fingers linked together and his nose buried in his curls because he missed that. He missed waking up next to Jacob and slowly tracing his hands down Jacob's chest.

So when he found the bed empty again, he sighed, getting sad. He always got his hopes high up and then they crushed him down like this. He should really stop doing that.

He took his pills, brushed and dressed up in Jacob's red hoodie which Jacob had purposely left behind. He didn't really need to wear any pants because the hoodie ran past his mid-thighs.

Inhaling the scent of the hoodie, he smiled softly. Jacob was really sweet to him last night, kissing every bit of his skin and leaving tender little touches. Troye's whole body felt a heat wave wash over as he even thought about it.

His cheeks were blushed into a beautiful colour of pink as he smiled goofily.

He checked his phone and saw that Jacob had left him a message.

"Bonjour Princesse, je suis sorry que je ne pouvais pas être là à côté de vous quand vous vous êtes réveillé. ne pouvait pas risquer que papa découvre"

(good morning princess, i am sorrh that i could not be there next to you when you woke up. could not risk dad finding out about you.)

Troye seemingly looked at the message and then typed a quick "Love you."

As soon as he had sent it, Jacob replied with a heart and even sent a selfie. He was wearing a white tank top, his biceps showing as his nose was scrunched up due to the sunshine that was falling over his raw skin.

Troye laughed at the message, and replied how mignon Jacob looked. He curled up on his bed, adorned in Jacob's hoodie while admiring how beautiful Jacob looked in the photo.

He took a selfie too with his teeth gritted together as he tried to look ugly. But the thing was , Troye was way too adorable and soft to be ugly. Even if he had the lamest expression, he would still manage to look like a mushy piece of softness. That was a natural talent which Troye possessed.

Troye sighed as Jacob sent a bunch of hearts and a pic of him giving a kissy face to Troye. Troye smiled again. It was all getting better. It all gets better at the end.
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"HELP ME, PLEASE!" Dan screamed in his pterodactyl mode as he interrupted the teaching session between Jo and Troye.

"Calm down, what the hell happened?" Jo asked as Troye eyed a panicky Dan standing right in front of him.

"So I was sexting Phil—"

"What's sexting?" Troye immediately asked.

"It's when you have sex through text," Jo and Dan, both replied at the same time.

Troye still looked confused as he asked,

"How can Phil put his dick in you in text? I do not understand..."

Jo immediately burst out laughing as Dan blushed profusely. Troye just pouted, being unaware of the fact why they were actually reacting in that way.

"What? Have you and Jacob never sexted before?" Dan asked after a few seconds.

"N-no? How can we? Sex through text? I like it only in bedroom... and maybe bathroom and maybe le comptoir de la cuisine ou la table d'étude. Il serait si chaud."

Troye said as he muttered the French words under his breath. He didn't want Dan or Jo to get a slightest hint of what he had just said.

"Oh my god, whatever; Jo, can you please help me?" Dan asked.