Clay gently hummed line without a hook as he ran his hands through georges hair, george was fast asleep, his head firmly rested on clays chest
"oh baby i am wreck when i'm without you" clay gently sung the words as he ran his hands up georges bare back
"i need you here to stay" he smiled feeling georges breathe against his chest
"i broke all my bones that day i found you, crying at the lake" he interlaced his hand with georges, surprised when george squeezed back
"don't stop singing" george mumbled, clay felt his smile against his body
clay shook his head, "and in my eyes there is a tiny dancer, watching over me, he's singing" george lifted his face up eventually pulling himself over clay straddling him
"he's my hes my baby, and i am just a boy" clay pushed georges hair back and cupped his face
"he's singing, he's my he's my baby and i am just a line without a hook" clay watched as george giggled, "oh baby i am a wreck when i'm without you" george singing caught clay off guard, he wasnt one to sing, clay was surprised at how well he did sing.
the two cupped eachothers faces before pulling one another into a long kiss. george pulled away putting a hand on clays face, clay nuzzled into the touch and put his hand over georges.
"let's go sit in the living room or something, spend some time with nick and the others" clay smiled
"but that means we have to get dressed and i kind of like looking at you like this" george fake pouted
the two were just in their boxers, body's bare.
clay ran his hands up georges body
"you're pretty"
"simp"
clay shook his head and ran his finger over georges boxer brim pulling at the elastic letting it slap back
"simp? right" clay chuckled running his finger from georges v line to his neck eventually taking grip and pulling his face down, clay brought his mouth to georges ear
"ohhhh george" he whispered biting gently on georges ear lobe before pulling away, clays hot breath caused georges back to arch as well as his length growing
"clay" his voice shook; clay tightened his grip around georges throat tracing a finger over georges boxer brim once again
Clay gently kissed georges neck, sucking every now and then, soft moans escaping georges lips.
George began to gently grind against clay subconsciously, clay gripped georges thigh his spare hand on his ass. "that's it baby" clay threw his head back as george continued to grind against him however with more force upon realising what he was doing
clay pushed george down and towerered over him, he flipped him onto his stomach and george slid his boxers off throwing them onto the floor, clay began to take his own off as he took himself into his hands staring down at georges bare back.
"Do you two want tacos or lasagna for din- AH OH MY GOODNESS"
"WHAT THE HONK"
Karl, bad and nick stood in the doorway
"YES THATS MY BESTFRIEND YOU GET IT CLAY!" Nick cheered which earned a slap from karl "i mean ewwww gross keep it in your pants!" nick laughed
Clay quickly pulled the duvet over himself and george, george was practically dying in embarrassment clay just threw his hands into his head
"we'll have tacos" he groaned
"wonderful! i'll make sure to uh- knock next time- have uh- fun!" bad and the rest of the boys stumbled out of the room
"i suppose the safer option would've been sitting in the living room earlier" george chuckled wrapping his arms around clay
"we should probably- definitely get changed now after that"
"please clay just five more minutesssss you're so warm"
"fine, only for you baby" clay kissed georges cheek and the two cuddled up against eachother still wrapped beneath the duvet
a/n
i don't really know what this chapter was
more about what happened to philza and the other tarkers soon :')
more angst is due
also do yall mind/like chapters like these? that include nsfw or would you prefer the story to not have any, it's up to you all