TW: Smut in the pond, Chaosville server 

Title: ~Naughty Parvy~

The heat rose to his cheeks and he turned his head, eyes fixed on nothing in particular, but trying to avoid looking at his employee.

“Come on, Will! The water is delicious!” Parv grinned.

“I really don’t think the CEO is allowed to bathe with his employees, Parvis” Strife answered, still not looking at the other man.

“Oh, come on, we’re more than coworkers, aren’t we?” Parv purred, swimming towards Will, who was standing on the stairs of their home.

“E-excuse me, Parvis?” Will stuttered, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Nothing, nothing!” the black haired man waved dismissively, sending the taller one a cheeky smirk:

“No matter what, you need a bath, Strife. You’re starting to stink.”

“What?!” Will spluttered, his face flushing furiously.

“Hahah, come on, Will. I promise I won’t look when you undress,” Parv winked, taking a few strokes through the lukewarm water, leaving the shore slowly. Strife let out an annoyed sigh as he pulled his shirt over his head. His eyes were plastered to Parv’s neck to make sure he wasn’t peeking when he let his trousers fall to the ground. As the bathing man heard the splash of the other’s body sink into the water, he turned around and swam towards him, a cheeky grin across his face. He bumped into Will, startling the blonde a bit.

“Oh, oops! Sorry, Will. Didn’t see you there,” he winked, steadying himself by grabbing the other man’s waist.

“P-Parvis, what are you..” Strife began, but a finger to his lips silenced him, and he felt his blood rush through his body as the black haired man hungrily gazed over his body, biting his lip absentmindedly.

“You’re gorgeous, you know that?” brown eyes quickly met green ones, before Parv broke the eye contact as he took a deep breath and dived. Will’s eyes widened and his breath hitched in his throat as he felt something caress his inner thigh and he took a quick step back towards the shore. His body was reacting to the touch, and he couldn’t let Parvis see that. The calm water stirred as the guitarist broke through the surface slightly out of breath, but with his trademark grin plastered across his face.

“What’s wrong, Will?” he smirked, paddling through the water, closing in on his boss, who kept on backing away until he hit the shore. Before he could pull himself onto land, however, Parv had trapped him between him and the stone stairway.

“P-Parvis…”

“Yes, Strife?” the man smiled, his eyes sparkling with… Was it lust? Soon enough Will got the answer to that question, when Parv’s hand snaked its way in between them, palming the semi-hard bulge that was trapped under the wet cotton of Strife’s boxers.

“Ah!” the blonde whined, unwillingly bucking his hips into the other man’s grasp.It had been way too long since he had had a good fuck.

“Oh, so you do want this?” Parv smirked, tightening his grip on the other’s erection, which made Will moan.

“N-no…” Strife stuttered, trying to hide the blush on his face, but without success. Parvis clicked his tongue.

“Oh, don’t lie, William. I can tell that you want it. Just as much as I do,” he whispered before frantically tugging at the fabric that kept him from Strife’s naked member. As the soaked pants hung around his knees, Parv looked up at him, making Will realise how aroused the other man was. The hazel eyes were dilated to the point where the dark brown irises were a mere line around the black pupils. His lips were flushed and slightly parted, and his breath was quick and staggering.

"Tell me to stop, Will," Parv whispered.

"Please… Don’t stop, Alex," Will stammered.

"Say it again," the black haired man smirked.

"I- I want this. I want you." Before Strife could react, the soft lips were pressed against his own, making him whimper lightly at the new, but very welcome feeling. A cry of pleasure left him, and he broke free of the kiss, as Parv began stroking his length. He wasn’t nice about it. It was rough, fast and furious. Just as Strife liked it. The blonde looped his arms around the other’s neck to keep himself upright as he let Parvis have his way. Quickly, Will felt the climax close in on him, and he buried his face in the crook of Parv’s neck.

“A-Alex… I’m gonna…” he bit down on the flushed skin of his friend’s neck as he came, drawing a deep moan from the black haired man. Parv let go of him and lay down on his back, taking a few strokes backwards through the water.That grin. Panting, Will pulled his boxers up, feeling even more embarrassed now than before, but as he met Parv’s eyes, he couldn’t help but smile. The man was slowly swimming through the tiny waves, quietly singing to himself:

“Naughty, naughty Parvy-pooh…”