Everyone seemed like they couldn't get a straight answer. The notorious duo were always joking around and teasing practically everyone. From their YouTube videos to friends in real life, everyone is getting curious if they're together or just friends. And to them that made no sense.

"Hey babe." He gave you a quick kiss on the lips and smiled. You smirked back as the people in the room started to scratch their head in annoyance and frustration. It was day 480 and they still haven't figured out the chemistry between them.

(Full name) and Jett Kirkland, are they dating or are they just friends?

"I don't get it." Ludwig sighed in frustration as he drank his beer. "Friends don't kiss each other, right?"

"Technically they do, but not on the lips." Liz watched along with the others.

Liz, Ludwig, Kiku, Emma, and Abel were long time friends with the two of you. You met Liz and Kiku back in high school while Jett met Emma and Ludwig as exchange students in America and kept in touch.

"How do they do it so casually though?" Emma wondered aloud.

"Do what so casually?" Kiku asked before flipping the next page of his text book.

"Acting as if they're in a relationship?" She looked up from her phone. "They kiss, hug, do couple stuff, and I bet that they have matching tattoes or even had se-"

"Okay, don't go over there." Liz stopped her at the right moment before Emma can go over that topic. "Well... They might've had those, but that's not the point. We still need a straight answer."

When they turned back to you and Jett, the both of you were on a full on make out session by the bar.

"Oh for fuck's sake!" You heard Liz yell in frustration. "This is so confusing!"

You stopped kissing Jett and chuckled at the reactions of your friends. It was still amusing, but you didn't want to admit it to them. They'd probably murder you and Jett before you guys could even graduate college.

"They're still at it huh?" Jett leaned against the counter and wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer.

"Of course, who would let this little 'mystery' of ours die?" You leaned against him. "They are close to the answer though."

"Took them three years to get that far?"

"Close, but still cold." You sighed. "Are you up for some strip poker later? Bet that I can take your clothes off first."

He snorted, "Really? You think you can win?" You rose an eyebrow and smirked.

"Here's the deal." You announced. "If you win, you can tell me whatever you want me to do-"

"And if you win?"

"Vice versa, I tell you whatever I want you to do. Slave for a week like that or somethin'."

"Deal."

The deal ended up as a bad play for you and you ended up losing all of your clothes. Stripped down to the last item which was your thong.

"Dammit..." You cursed and finished your fourth bottle of beet before slamming it down. "Did you cheat or something?" Jett on the other hand only had his pants on without his belt. You were at the bar still, but in a room upstairs.

"I guess I'm just lucky." He laughed loudly. You were so infuriated, but a deal's a deal.

"So what's your first order sir?" You mockingky said the last word at him and placed your feet up on the table, crossing your legs.

"Obviously to get freaky with you." You snorted at his order.

"Ah, fuck it." You got up on the table and turned the volume of the radio up before sitting right in front of him.

You hung your legs off the table and leaned with your hands supporting you. He didn't hesitate to pin you down and kiss you roughly. His body pressed against yours with the heated moment in his system. You locked your legs around his waist and ground your hips against him. In between kisses, you gasped for air.

The one thing you love about this weird relationship with him was that he wasn't afarid of new things. Let it be weird or kinky, you'd probably help him out in many ways.

"Christ Jett!" You yelled at him when he slapped your ass.

"Your ass is too good to be left alone." He looked at you with cute frown. You rolled your eyes.

He pulled away and trailed his hands down your body that made you shiver. It was so gentle in a teasing way of pleasure. Light as a feather and smooth as silk. It made you hitch your breath. Yoir body trembling. He gave you a lick on your neck that tickled you as he blew the spot. You laughed and arched your back. He proceeded to nibble on your neck lightly that tickled you more. You were thrown into a fit of giggles until he started to put on more force. You tensed up as he found that soft spot of yours. You curled your toes and pursed your lips. He kneaded your breast. Your body body didn't know how to respond. To relax or to tense up. The ecstacy of his touches were getting into your head like a drug.

He fondled with your nipples and sucked on your spot. You knew that it was a spot hard to cover up, but that wouldn't be a problem. Your core tensed up. His erection poked below your thigh that made you gulp.

"You wanna flip?" He whispered huskily and nibbled on your ear.

You stood up and pinned him against the door. You rose your eyebrows at him with a bored look until your lips curved into a malicious smirk. His pupils dilated. You tsked and began to get more frisky.

You unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his briefs. You wasted no time and kneeled in front of his erect member. You opened your mouth and began to suck on his dick. He grabbed a fist full of your hair and pushed your head against him. Your hands worked on his base. He moaned out loud that made you feel more confident. You wrapped your hands around the hard member and pumped it. You squeezed and licked his tip. You moaned and licked his base.

"(Y/n)..." He called your name out with a sigh.

You took your lips away before he can come into you. He yanked you away from his throbbing member and pulled you towards the table. You placed your hands on the table and spread your legs open to bend over.

"Holy shit, are you really in for it this time?" Jett asked in surprise as you nodded.

"I guess you could say I wanna know how it feels to be fucked while standing up." You chuckled and panted. "C'mon, I've got all day to keep your dick in my hole."

"Pft, whore."

"Man-slut."

And through your wishes, he pushed it all in. You felt your knees go weak as if you couldn't support yourself anymore. Your nails clawed on the table as he moved. You mewled out sounds that were music to his ears. You laid your head on the table and moaned aloud, not caring if the radio didn't even cover that one up anymore. The walls in you tightened around his member as he thrusted in deeper. You arched your back and banged your fist on the table.

"Oh god, this is not a bad idea!" You screamed out with excitement and laughed.

The slapping of your skins and the dripping of sweat made it look hot. The room grew warmer and warmer. You released an orgasm as he continued. You gritted you teeth and breathed out heavily. Every time you both do this it seemed to get better each time, and each one of those moments were different.

"SHIT, RIGHT THERE!" You yelled at the top of your lungs.

He began to hammer into you more and thrusted oj to that spot. You were shakey and in pain, but it felt so good. You hummed as you came again. You gripped on the table as he thrusted into you one last time. His seeds finally came out and went in deep in you.

"Thank god I still take pills." You sighed as he remobed himself from you.

You dropped down and laid on the floor tired and sweaty. Jett looked at you and chuckled.

"You liked that?"

"The next time we do, please that but not now babe." He snorted at you.

"Whatever you say babe."

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"So what's your final answer?" Jett asked the group while you sat on his lap.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded. They looked at Kiku and he looked back with a look. He sighed in defeat and closed his text book.

"The final answer for us is..." He glared at Liz for this.

"Is what?" You took a sip from Jett's coffee.

"You guys are fuck buddies."

"Binggo."

Sorry for the lame lemon, it was rushed because I just realized that I haven't updated in a while. And it's another lemon because why the fuck not? It was to make lemonade or not to squeeze them out at all. I ended up using artificial mix in the end anyways. This one was inspired by a one-shot on deviant art and I forgot who wrote it, but I just got the fuck buddies idea down. I didn't follow the plot, just that they were fuck buddies.
Auf Wiedershen for now!

-Pumpkin