Chapter 1
It didn’t take much this time around for Evan to lose himself. The wise cracking, the rude comments, the quick retreats left him without words. Just for one second he wishes he would slow down, but that’s not happening.
Pietro cornered him again in the boys locker room. He sped around him and kicked him against his locker “ well, well, well seems like you’re all out of good moves finally. You lose them in a fight or did they just run away from you?” Pietro taunts him about the really shitty game they just had. It didn’t go well. He wasn’t on top of his game, especially after what happened a few hour’s prior.
It wasnt anything big just the brotherhood causing some trouble and the x-men rushing in before something really bad happened. Pietro zoomed up to a collapsed building and tried to drop the rest of it on him. He almost did it, but for some reason he rushed him out of the way just in time. He had this face like he was scared. Then he fixes his face and says “ don’t let this go to your head, next time I see you I’ll make sure the building hits you.” And then rushes away somewhere.
He’s tired and can’t take it anymore if he pesters Evan here and now he is going to break. He’s gonna say a lot of things he really shouldn’t. Pietro walks closer as Evan starts to get back up “ what? Nothing to say back, come on I know you’ve got something in your little black book, or are you all out of rage for me?” Pietro’s dumb smirk starts to falter as Evan just looks back at him with a blank stare, standing in front of him unmoving “ go away.” Evan says as he walks towards his bag to walk away “ what, that’s it?” Pietro laughs as Evan grabs his bag and does seem to intend to walk away.
Pietro runs in front of him once more to block him into the benches “ hey man, say something. Give me something to work with here. If your on some munk shit I’ll vomit, those fuckers messing you up or something?” He’s so close to Evan now, he can breathe his air and it’s surprisingly minty fresh“ I’m really not in the mood for this, just go away.” Evan moves to go around him but a quick hand shoots out to stop him “ why not, whats wrong with you. It’s like you’ve got no drive. I bet I could give you something to stoke those flames again.” Pietro can’t help but stare at that hundred yard stare that Evan is still giving him “ please, just stop, you’re gonna make me late for curfew.” Evan once more waits and waits but Pietro just looks mad.
“ seriously, not a thing to say. Not after all that I’ve just said. Nothing. And would you look at me and not at some distant wall, your giving me the creeps.” He snaps his fingers at Evan not getting much in return “ shit, your all kinds of messed up aren’t you? What, did something happen after we left that building? Someone else show up, someone bigger, badder?” He sounds pissed and annoyed like he might try and go searching for whoever got to Evan.
Evan backs up a little and sits on the bench, he’s going to lose it if Pietro tries prying at him and pry he did “ spill Daniel’s, just say something!” Yelling, hoping to get Evan’s attention just like a screaming child.
Evan snaps at him “ Jesus, just stop! Every single day it’s something with you. Your constant need for my attention is fucking exhausting. You need me to yell at you so bad all the fucking time. And not for one second do you let me forget you’re always gonna be on my ass. Wasn’t it enough for you to follow me from one school to another or did you figure me out or something, fucking what is it with you constantly trying to stoke your ego by stroking your metaphorical dick in my face all the time?” Evan has dropped his bag and stood back up getting close to pietro’s face “ Not exactly what I was expecting, actually that was really fucking weird.” Pietro crosses his arms and tries to back out of Evan’s space “ why do you keep fucking everything up for me, why is it always you making everything worse all the time?” Evan only gets closer “I was just playing with you, chill.”.
Evan looks at Pietro, trying so hard to get him to understand “ you’re the dumbest person I have ever met! Do I really have to spell this out for you? The years of pining, and not being able to say anything. You’re always too fast to take a second and notice what I was trying to tell you for so fucking long. I want you, you stupid fucking idiot. You speed around acting like you’re so much better than everyone making me feel so stupid for feeling like this. I’ve been trying to get in your pants and then you go and turn into a crazed psycho over some dumb rivalry!” Evan breathes and slowly realizes what he just said. Pietro stares back at him, looking confused. It only makes him mad “ THATS WHAT SHUTS YOU UP, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!”.
Evan grabs his bag and barrels past Pietro and right out the door. He can’t believe he let all that out, he feels like an idiot now. how is he supposed to look at Pietro again? Or anyone?
He can’t look at his friends faces as they tell him they were worried for a second and how he’s so late and how his aunt is going to kill him and then the rest of them, he can’t look at his aunt as she expresses how disappointed she is in him and how she’s sorry his game went bad, he couldn’t look the professor when he says he won’t pry about what’s wrong and that he can go to bed now. He can’t even look at himself in the mirror. He just lays in bed in his own shame and hopes everything will be at least a little bit better in the morning.
He’s almost asleep when he hears this odd gush of wind. It’s dark out and the lights are off so when he sits up and looks around his room seeing a creepy shadow he rightfully jumps and throws a spike at the intruder. The shadow zips out of the way landing on the bed “ dude, chill. It’s just me.” A whispered shout from the last person he wants to see right now, the intruder is Pietro, just his luck “what are you doing here?” Evan whisper shouts back. Pietro points at Evan “ I’m here for you, obviously. Not sure if you remember but you broke down saying you wanted to fuck me so bad it made you feel ‘stupid’?” Pietro leans on the bed like he owns it “ shut up and get out.” Evan goes to lay back down only to get pulled back up, covers sliding down to expose his bare chest “your the one who dropped an emotional truth bomb that can’t be ignored.” Pietro argued, throwing his hands in the air. He’s about to counter something but Pietro quickly moves to sit next to him on the bed, it makes Evan huff in frustration and rake his hands down his face “ I want you to tell me again.”
It’s asked of him out of nowhere and he stumbles for words for a second “ what?” He stares at Pietro “ say you want me again. What, do you want me to beg cause I am no beggar.” Pietro lays back with his arm under his head “ there you go again with the metaphorical dick stroking ego boost you keep doing, just go away.” Evan lays back down. He pulls the blankets back up close to his face to try to hide. An angry grumble comes from behind him.
The arms Evan feels pulling him towards Pietro surprise him.
He turns around “ what are you doing?” Pietro cuddles him close “ fuck does it look like I’m doing? I’m gonna snuggle you to sleep.” Evan lays on Pietro “ where did your pants go, let alone your shirt?” A guilty giggle from Pietro makes Evan blush “ I took them off. You’re in your boxers, I’m in my boxers. It’s only fair.” He shrugs “ try not to think about it too much, just cuddle with me. It’s not weird unless you keep asking dumb as fuck questions.” Pietro holds Evan tighter. Evan looks up at him and then down at his chest. He’s warm and his skin is soft. Evan lays on Pietro, closing his eyes and just enjoys it.
Once more he’s close to sleep when he hears “ just say it one more time, please.” He says it so softly and he can’t help himself “ I want you. I’m really into you and you’re holding me very nicely, shut up and don’t ruin the moment.” Pietro huffs and rubs circles onto Evan’s back “ fine. I’ll just have to ruin it some other way that you won’t mind.” Evan is about to question what Pietro just said when he feels pietro rock his leg into his groin. The little noise he lets out was fucking embarrassing “ your really pent up, aren’t you? Been waiting for me to touch you?” Pietro moves his hands down to hold Evan’s hips getting better control of the slow grinding torture, The back and forth motion making Evan needy.
Pietro just looked down at him with a grin “your gripping the sheets pretty tight, you gonna cum that quick? Just for me?” Evan looks up at him “keep talking.” Pietro laughs at him but quickly stops as Evan sticks some fingers in his mouth “ aww, need something in your mouth that bad?” Evan eyes him, taking his fingers out of his mouth bringing them behind himself and under his waistband “ holy shit I knew you would be a bottom.” Evan rolls his eyes and sticks a finger in himself. His breathing becomes ragged as he moves the digit in and out, listening as Pietro continues to talk to him “ I wonder how much you can stretch yourself. I bet you could take me once you’re done back there. You’d be pretty on my cock.” Evan let out a moan and added another finger “ the nightstand has lube in the top drawer.” The drawer was opened so fast it made Evan’s head spin a little. As Pietro grabs the bottle of lube out of the drawer he pulls his boxers down, kicking them off the bed and sitting on Pietro’s lap.
Pietro rushes to get his own boxers off. Evan takes the lube from him, popping it open and squirting some on his fingers. He reaches behind himself once more smearing the wet substance over his stretched hole. He fingers himself a few more times to get nice and wet. He glances at Pietro who’s taken the lube back to drizzle along his cock. He’s a nice size too, Evan is watching intently now. “ you gonna keep staring or can I fuck you now?” Evan snorts and flips them, spreading his legs. Pietro lifts Evan’s legs continuing forward to push into him.
The moment they’re connected it’s like fireworks, it exactly what they both needed. Pietro starts out fast and Evan loves it. The noises Evan made quickly got a hand over his mouth “ quiet, I’d like to finish fucking you before I get caught please and thank you.” He keeps going with that same brutal pace all the while that hand stays on his mouth. Evan is griping the sheets hearing a rip as Pietro moves even faster. It was already too much, he’s gonna cum. Evan grabs Pietro’s wrist, pulling his hand away from his mouth. Evan pulls Pietro down to kiss him. Pietro hesitates for a second but melts into the kiss.
Evan tips over the edge, cumming on his stomach. Pietro still keeps that fast pace only getting faster. Evan feels like he’s gonna start sobbing it’s too fast, too rough, just too much. Pietro pulls back from the kiss down to Evan’s shoulder. Evan hears a deep grunt and Pietro slows to a stop. They lay still for a long moment before Pietro pulls out. Evan lets out a sigh and lays back, Pietro letting go of his legs and moving over to lay next to him.
Evan moves over to lay on Pietro. Warm arms hold him gently, soothing him to sleep.
Evan awakes to a weird wet feeling. He rubs his eyes and tries to stretch but something keeping him from doing so. He thinks for a long moment and then remembers everything from the night before. He opens his eyes and looks at the sight played out before him: Pietro sleeping soundly under him with his arms around him. They’re both naked and Evan quickly figures out what that wet feeling is. Pietro’s cum is dripping out of him slowly wetting his thighs and the sheets.
He dislodges Pietro from him to get up and grabs a shirt from his dirty clothes to wipe himself off, throwing it back where it was once done. He isn’t paying much attention to his body he’s more occupied with Pietro lying on the bed.
Evan can’t for the life of him figure out why Pietro showed up last night, he can’t figure out why Pietro fucked him, he can’t figure out why he let Evan kiss him. Did he feel the same way? Or was this some sort of ploy to get back at him? Evan really wants to believe that Pietro actually wants him but he’s skeptical. He feels worked over, thoroughly fucked and loved on. That’s when he gets a good look at his mirror. It’s shattered from when he spyked out last week but he can still see them. He’s not sure when Pietro did it but he’s happy he did. He’s covered in hickies, they are everywhere. He looks further down. They even go down his chest. The farther down he looks the more wanted he feels. How did he not notice them. They go down his stomach, down his thighs and end just a little past his knees. “ admiring my handy work?” Evan watches Pietro in the mirror as he sits up to watch Evan “ we have school today ya know, I’m gonna have to cover these.” Evan turns and walks back to the bed, sitting on the edge next to Pietro “ doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy them now.” Pietro scoots himself to sit next to Evan. Leaning over to put his mouth on him sucking a new hickey onto a spot he missed. Evan thinks about just letting pietro have this moment but then again he really needs to know “ I told you I wanted you that I,” he sighs” liked so much I felt dumb, but I haven’t heard how you feel about me.” Pietro moves back and stares at Evan like he’s an idiot “ you’re joking, right? I like you too, what part of everything I just did said any different?” Evan jumps him. Kissing them both back onto the bed as Pietro laughs against his lips.
There’s a knock on his door and his alarm goes off “ hey I gave you a few extra minutes to sleep in, get dressed.” His door begins to open and it all a blur. Blankets being thrown over him, Pietro grabbing his clothes and jumping out the window, and the his aunty standing in the door way having no clue of what he was just doing or with who “ I saved you a muffin, hurry.” She walks away, closing to door behind her. Evan reaches over to turn off his alarm clock only to get a cute surprise. A bag of fast food and a note saying ‘ I may or may not have stolen this’ with three big hearts at the end. It’s uncharacteristically sweet and Evan can’t wait to start the day.