**Warnings: *evil laughter*

Okay I should probably actually-

Warnings: Grinding, kissing, one of those situations where they can't make noise and it's like a kinky thing? Idk man. NO ACTUAL...ACTIVITIES BECAUSE THEY'RE MINORS. Enjoy at your own risk.**

     It was a few hours into the night when Roshan finally turned in. He was one of the last awake; Tremaine had found some excuse to go to sleep shortly after their...moment together.

     The night air was humid as hell. Roshan had decided to sleep shirtless despite his body issues. Silence had never felt so lonely to him before - here he was, surrounded with this group of kids his age, yet he felt more alone than ever. This was, after all, the farthest he'd ever been from his doting family. What's more is, Cranmore didn't exactly fit Roshan's comfort zone. He had never been kissed before - well, until the evening prior, of course. He'd never thought he'd joke about blowjobs or dom/sub dynamics at four in the morning. It was very different from Great Britain. Roshan had mixed feelings. He hadn't even begun to consider his sexuality before today.

But the way Tremaine's lips had felt...

How could he not, y'know, consider his options?

Creak.

The ceiling.

Creeea- The noise stopped abruptly, like someone had put too much weight on a floorboard before changing their mind.

It must be windy outside.

A softer, slower creak.

Wait.

Someone was climbing up the ladder to Roshan's bunk.

I swear, if they're going to draw a dick on my forehead-

Several dips on either side of him confirmed the presence of another camper. Was this one seriously crawling over him? What the fuck?

And Roshan almost screamed when a pair of lips touched his own, but their familiarity caught him off-guard a second time.

"Tremai-?"

"Shhhh, quiet," a voice hissed. A hand laced through his hair, slow enough to bring chills to Roshan's neck.

"Truth or dare?"

"Wh-"

"Truth or dare, Ahmadi."

"I- I don't- ohh..." he trailed off when he felt kisses along his neck, giving him sensations that rocked him to the core.

"D-dare," the word rolled off his tongue before he could even stop and think about why he had even answered the question.

     Tremaine's lips crushed against his own, his hand curling into a fist in his hair as he kissed him with an aggressive tenderness. God, this was everything Roshan wanted...

      And then it stopped.

     And when he opened his eyes, intense blue orbs were staring right back at him.

     "I don't want it to be a game anymore," Tremaine whispered.

     Roshan's response was jumbled under the electrifying gaze, so all he could do was pull him down again and return the kiss. His arms wrapped around Tremaine's shoulders and he felt his nails dig into the exposed skin, a hushed moan escaping his lips.

     He had never, ever done anything like this before. 

     About time, right?

     Every single logical thought was flung out of Roshan's mind when he felt Tremaine grind their hips together, having parted from the kiss so as to see Roshan's reaction.

     Roshan let out a helplessly loud moan, only for Tremaine to chuckle and press a gentle kiss to his neck. "We have to be quiet if we're gonna do this, babe," he purred. "Don't want anyone else to catch us, they might want to join in."

     And Roshan couldn't help but laugh at that last statement. Who knows, Tremaine was probably right.

     When Tremaine resumed his actions, Roshan had to bite his lower lip to suppress his moans. 

     Is this what he really wanted? To be controlled like this? Of course, there wasn't entirely rough dominance to Tremaine's demeanor. There was something pure, something real there, along with a hint of the timid boy that had walked into that cabin for the first time only days before. It was this balance that made Roshan crave him all the more badly. 

    He let out a whimper when he felt a hand gently trail along his hardening length. The sound made Tremaine smirk and lean in close.

      "I swear to god, I'll leave you like this all day tomorrow if you don't stay quiet."

     Why did that turn Roshan on so much?

      But also - who cares?

     Especially when Tremaine was stroking him and placing bites along his neck? 

     "Tremaine-" Roshan whimpered, making sure to stay quiet. "They're g-gonna see the bites- ahhh~" He was cut off by the pleasurable ministrations, having to quickly clamp a hand over his mouth, the other gripping at the bedsheets. "I-I don't wanna get in trouble..."

      "We won't get in trouble, sweet boy," Tremaine whispered in response. 

     How do you know?  was on the tip of Roshan's tongue before the stroking picked up speed, and his breathing went labored as he silently begged for more, pleading for how much he needed the other in this moment. 

     He barely felt his boxers being pulled down, or Tremaine pressing his lips to the tip of Roshan's member. It all blurred together in one hot, lustful wave, leaving him needy and panting. Roshan had done things by himself before, but it was nothing compared to this. What really took him by surprise was when Tremaine deepthroated him, taking his entire length into his mouth, nearly sending Roshan over the edge right then and there.

     "Please, God, Tremaine, I'm gonna- ohhh~" he whimpered, the sound muffled by the hand covering his mouth. 

     Tremaine giggled, coming off of him with a lewd pop. "Do it," he said.

    And those two words was what finally pushed Roshan to his climax. 

     With drops of cum staining his face and hair, Tremaine met Roshan in a softer, lighter kiss. Roshan's chest heaved up and down, a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. He pulled Tremaine close, in a cuddling position. "Stay with me?" he asked softly.

     Tremaine smiled. "Always," he murmured, kissing Roshan's forehead gently. 

     Then, a thought. "What about the others-?"

     A finger was pressed to his lips. "No need to worry about them, love," Tremaine responded. "Nobody else needs to know."

     A comfortable silence took its place between them, until...

     "Tremaine?"

     "Mmm?"

     "What are we?"

     Their eyes met. Tremaine thought for a moment. 

     "Boyfriends?"

     "I'd like that."