Cash’s POV
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Royal has obviously been avoiding me since he made that crude comment earlier and I was just about done with it. The bell had rung a couple minutes ago and I was waiting in my truck for Royal to finish saying by to Tristan and Jasper. I really didn’t mind though since I didn’t want to go back to my house and he would question why we weren’t since his obvious motives this morning.
“Hey, mà amor. Ready to go?”
“Yeah,” I leaned over the console and kissed him.”
Putting the car in drive I started to go towards the outskirts of town. Royal probably hasn’t noticed since he hasn’t said anything, but he definitely will when we stop. I tried so desperately to think of an excuse, but as I was pulling under the deserted bridge I couldn’t think of anything.
“You trying to kill me?”
“Finally noticed, eh?”
“What is your plan, Hugh.”
I leaned in and whispered in his ear, “to wreck you so bad you can hardly walk,” I started to kiss his neck as he sucked in his breath deeply.
“In your truck?”
“I don’t see why not,” I kissed his lips and shoved him and his seat both backwards.
“Don’t you have a comfortable bed we can be doing this in?”
“Grandparents are there,” as I kissed the sensitive part of his ear he finally gave up the questioning and threw his head back.
In one big motion I moved us to where he was straddling my hips. As he was kissing and rubbing his teeth along my neck I opened my center console and grabbed some lube. What? Dating Royal you eventually learn to keep lube everywhere.
Kissing his lips one more time I lifted him off my lap enough to unzip my pants and pull them down. Somehow he gracefully got his pants off before sitting back down.
“I keep on forgetting how flexible you are,” he moaned as I pushed a lubed up finger inside of him, “I really shouldn’t be with how much I spread your legs.”
I shoved another finger in and listened to his much louder moans. It was usually 50/50 on whether I would get a bratty or moany Royal when I fucked him. Either way it was hot.
Taking my fingers out of his still pretty tight hole I let Royal take control. He carefully lowered himself down before starting to bounce.
I stared at him while bounced up and down with his head thrown back. I carefully cupped the back of his neck and brought it closer to me. Kissing it up and down I started to leave visible hickeys. He was going to be pissed later when he saw that he couldn’t really cover them up without makeup. Especially since I know he just ran out of concealer. It doesn’t really matter to me though because at least this way my friends see that I’m not ashamed of this man.
When is legs started to shake a grabbed his waist, tight, and started to meet his bounce. Eventually I decided that his slowing down bounces from his shaking legs were too much for both of us and a pounded him both harder and faster.
I groaned as he came figuring that since fucking in my truck was my idea he wouldn’t help me clean up. I groaned again when I emptied my load into his twitching ass.
Kissing him hard I lifted him up, pulled him off of me, and pulled up his underwear in a quick motion.
“What the fuck, Cash,” he groaned as I moved out from under him, “your cum is still in my ass.”
“Well, I already have to clean yours up. I don’t want to have to clean mine when it has a nice storage place already.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
~3 hours later~
Royal and I ended up getting distracted a couple more times, but we finally finished cleaning up and we’re in front of Marcus’s house for some reason. He was kinda pissed because he had multiple rounds of sex evident in his ass and jeans.
“Why are we here again?”
“I’m grabbing some things from my sister.”
“Why is she here?”
“She’s dating Marcus.”
“Oh, yeah. Do you need me to come in with you?”
“I’ll be fine by myself, but if you secretly want to come in to see your bro do what you want.”
I smiled at him as we both got out of the car. I did kinda want to see Marcus, but I more wanted
to see Royal’s face when he realized I gave him visible hickeys.
We went to the door and knocked. Coach was the one who opened it so I was only slightly surprised when Royal just brushed right past him to head up the stairs. How he knew where to go, I had no idea.
As Coach and I waited downstairs awkwardly staring at each other I waited to hear Royal yell.
“CASH BENJAMIN HUGH!” Almost on cue. Royal came running downstairs with Marcus and Nat close after him, “what the actual fuck!?”
He pointed to his neck which brought Coach’s and now Mrs. Black’s attention to a growing hickey slightly to the right of his Adam’s Apple.
I heard Mrs. Black mumble something about kids these days being half-vampire, “oops?”
“Ugh!” He went back upstairs yelling behind him, “I fucking hate you!
“Love you!”
I looked at Mrs. Black who was smiling at me, “I’m glad you and Royal get along now. I can tell you’re really good for you.”
With that both of the adults left the room and I waited for a couple more minutes as Royal finished up. He had a bag of his belongings with him for some reason now, but I chose not to question it.
“Let’s go home. I need to shower.”
“Do you want to go to the pharmacy for some concealer first.”
“Nah,” he smiled at me as we walked back to my truck, “if you wanted me to show off your mark this bad you could’ve just asked.”
It was my turn to be a blushing mess. This man was going to be the death of me.
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