Holy shit, it worked.

I have no idea why or how but Hayden actually accepted the invite to hanging out with us downstairs. Aaaand I sound like that love drunk puppy I've always been since we were little.

And before I get all in my head about it, no, I don't feel bad for dragging Aly along for this. I'd have to be blind to miss the fact that she's been head over heels in love with Lex for years.

She knows it, I know it, we're all good. Asking her out on the double date was just yet another group hangout like we always have been doing. Nothing new. Except for the fact that we usually don't end the night in the basement all snuggled up together.

Cameron and Lex happily took the floor, making a cute little blanket pile for themselves on the ground while Aly and I share the couch above them. There's enough space in between Aly and I to put four people but of course, that's totally fine with me.

Aly is a pretty girl with her big green eyes and her long brown hair but I think my heart knows it's not the pale green eyes I'm dying to see.

"I'm not waiting for him any longer. He's not coming." Cameron groans, flicking the "play" button on the menu screen. We're watching Sinster together and I happen to love this movie.

But, of course as the movie starts playing, the yearning starts creeping up.

He really doesn't care, does he? I could be fucking Aly right here on this couch and it really wouldn't matter. Why do I have to have such complicated feelings for a guy that doesn't even care if I live or—

Suddenly I hear the door to the basement open and hard, slow footsteps creep down the stairwell. I hold my breath and return my attention back on the screen. Looks like Hayden decided to show up after all.

I control my breathing but all I can feel is him walking up behind us. It's like all the energy in the room went straight to him and I suddenly can't focus or breathe right.

No one ask me any questions, please.

I look over at Aly who is happily leaning on the couch arm. I take this as a sign to move over closer to her. We're good friends so I know this isn't out of the ordinary. She looks at me and gives me a nice smile before snuggling back on the couch arm.

I lean my arm on the back of the couch behind her head and proceed to get comfortable. Underneath this blanket it could look like we're touching. We're not but I mean we could be.

As though he noticed this too, Hayden falls into the seat beside me. Closer than necessary. He spreads his legs out in front of him and commands all the space.

"Hey, watch it." Cameron says, tucking Lex closer into his arms and out of the way of his brothers feet.

"Sorry." He mutters. He doesn't care and you can hear it in his voice.

I hold back a laugh. He's just so...

I focus back into the movie as best as I can. Having him so close is sending my thoughts haywire. He smells so fucking good and that damn sweater hanging off of his shoulders. I can see his black chain resting on his chest and it's making me feel feral.

What that would feel like between my teeth.

Damn it. Focus.

I close my eyes to try and bring silence to my thoughts. They're so loud I bet everyone in this room can hear them.

Aly shifts beside me and absentmindedly positions her feet on the couch next to me. I don't think she realizes it but her feet are resting on my hip. I drop my hand down to pull the blanket up more into my lap but as I do this, a strong, masculine, more forceful hand falls into my lap and squeezes my thigh closer to him, almost to the point that it's painful. He pulls me enough that I'm no longer touching Aly and I'm instead closer to his side of the couch.

I wince quietly.

I look back at Aly who doesn't seem phased at all.

I turn and look back to Hayden. Those pale green eyes look pissed the fuck off.

What the hell did I do?

I shoot him an angry look which he returns in full. His dark narrowed eyes scan my face but fall on my mouth. I instinctively lick my lips which makes him tense his hand on my thigh again.

Holy fuck. Okay, that one felt good as opposed to his angry squeeze before.

I remove my eyes from his and try to focus back on the screen.

We're a little ways into the movie now and I haven't missed the fact that he hasn't taken his hand off my thigh. It's as though he's secretly claiming me. Making sure I don't move without his knowledge. The thought alone is getting me all riled up.

He doesn't want me to do anything bad, huh?

How far can I push this? If I'm going to do anything, it has to be now.

I look over at Aly who now seems to have fallen asleep on the couch. Her eyes closed and her breathing steady.

I grab the pillow behind my back and position it over my lap. I steal a quick glance below me and can see Cameron and Lex both leaning into each other, focused solely on the movie.

Dipping my hand below the blanket, I reach out to place my hand on his thigh.

Almost instantly, his hand wraps around my fingers, pulling them back and sending an excruciating pain through my hand.

"Fuck!" I yell out. Cameron and Lex both shoot me a scared and shocked look. "This is such a scary fucking movie." I quickly add, burrowing my face into the pillow.

"Yeah, just you wait for the lawn mower scene." Cameron laughs. Lex playfully hits him on the arm.

"Don't spoil it." She laughs. They go back to cuddling with each other and I thankfully breathe out.

I look back at Hayden who is looking back at the TV screen, totally unphased.

Fuck him. Fuck him so fucking badly. So, I can't touch him when I want to but he can call all the shots?

Well, there's one thing that he can't have any control over.

I wait until everyone is zoned back in on the movie and I slowly reach back under the blanket and wrap my hand around my dick. He can't control what I do with my own body.

A flashback of when he told me to stroke myself replays in my mind but I quickly ignore that. That doesn't count. I did it because I wanted to not because he told me to...

I take in a breath and start stroking my hand slowly up and down my shaft. This is so damn risky and borderline illegal but fuck it.

The blanket overtop of my hand starts shifting a bit and I can tell that it catches his eye.

I let my breathing falter quietly which queues him in on the fact that I'm up to something.

I feel his hand return to my lap and immediately still when he takes in what I'm doing.

Slowly, and methodically, I keep a steady pace on my dick. It's half hard at this point and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't dying to feel his hand instead of my own but what can I do. Beggars can't be choosers.

I feel his hand lift from my thigh and a sudden rush of disappointment hits me.

It didn't fucking work.

Suddenly, in my peripheral vision, I see his hand reach up to his mouth. I turn to watch his pale green eyes on mine as he spits a healthy amount of saliva into his palm before reaching back under the blanket and into my lap.

Holy fucking shit, holy fucking shit.

I remove my hand and shiver as he wraps his hand around my dick. The slickness from his palm already sliding so much easier along my length and has me trembling underneath his touch.

Hayden Holt is touching me.

I zero in on the way his hand slowly drops to my base and effortlessly glides to the very top. As though he was an expert at my dick specifically, he twists his wrist once at the top and runs his palm across my tip, teasing me lightly before squeezing his way back down.

I have to focus on steadying my breathing because this man is going to make me cry out in pure pleasure.

I bite my lip to keep myself from making any noise. I grab on to the pillow in my lap to make sure I have something to grip on to. He's going so slow that I'm getting dizzy.

It's almost like he's holding off on the pace, not rushing it at all in order to build up my orgasm. He's focusing solely on my pleasure alone and it's making me crazy.

His hand is so incredibly soft and hard at the same time. Pulling me to the brink so easily.

I dare myself to look over at him which was the biggest mistake because even the sight of him is enough to make me cum. He looks at me with lust in his eyes, biting his puffy bottom lip with his beautiful fucking lip ring. It's all going to have me tumbling over the edge in a millisecond. I can't tear my eyes away from his and with his constant eye contact, it doesn't seem like he wants me to either.

He brings his hand to his lips once again, dropping more spit in his palm before returning to my dick once more. The sight of it all is almost too much to bear. The moment he touches me again has me trembling with the effort to stay quiet but it's quickly becoming impossible.

My dick aches and if he keeps up this slow pace, I'm going to spray all over this damn blanket.

My eyebrows furrow as I try to signal to him that I'm close. His eyes move onto the floor in front of us and I guess he sees what he needs to see because he bends over to me.

To my surprise, he wraps his mouth around the tip of my dick and sucks softly and quietly. My eyes roll back as I try with all my might to keep it together. My body tenses and I bury my hand in his black soft hair as my cum pulses into his warm mouth.

I can feel his tongue run over my tip, sending a beautiful aftershock throughout my whole body. I want to fucking cry it feels so damn good. My whole body feels as though it's levitating and it lingers even when he takes his mouth off my dick and sits back up.

I sit properly back in my seat and lean my head on the back of the couch cushion willing my heart to calm down.

Cameron shuffles down on the ground, clearly trying not to disturb a sleeping Lex and stands up. "I'm going to go grab us some popcorn. Want any?" He asks in a hushed tone.

I shoot my head up so I don't look suspicious. "Yeah man, that sounds great." I answer. My voice is a little shaky but I think I did well. He glances at Hayden but doesn't wait for a response before he leaves the room.

Hayden quickly looks back to me, wraps his hand around the hair at the nape of my neck and pulls my head back. My mouth instinctively opens as he hovers over me, aligning his mouth over mine, pouring my cum back into my mouth.

My eyes widen as I realize what he's done and my dick painfully reawakens. I taste my cum in my mouth and swallow it down happily knowing it was sitting in his mouth that whole time.

I look at him, amazed. A small smirk playing on his lips as he gets up from the couch.

"Night, Shadow." He says before he turns to leave the room, leaving me there with another boner and a shocked expression from what just happened.

You can't be fucking serious. 

A/N: Risky game they're playing, I know. But what are you gonna do. How do you feel about Asher? Is he considered a morally grey character? Hmmm. It's clearly not nice that he's keeping this from Cameron but like...the plot. 

Also, give me feedback on my steamy scenes. I'm using these mini stories as practice so let me know if it makes sense to you or not. 

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