Chapter 12

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Warning: Sort of sexual content

Whit is more than what I wanted. He is my everything. I have him, and he has me. We're both in this together.

Life may seem rough, but there are those who would help you.

Whit's all I have.

Thanks life. For once you were nice to me.

-Drake

He said it. Drake said it. Whit smiled brightly and kissed Drake, hugging him tightly. Drake held onto Whit, then smelled the pancakes beginning to burn. Whit smelt it too and let go, watching Drake, who quickly went to the stove and flipped the pancakes. Whit came up behind him and hugged him, snuggling into Drake's back.

Drake finished the pancakes and placed them on plates, "Whit, you can let go now."

Whit shook his head, "You're too comfy."

Drake sighed slowly and awkwardly shuffled to the table, setting the plates down. He scooted back into the kitchen with a blonde growth on his back as he went to the fridge to get the two drinks. Drake set the cups on the table with the juice, then he tried to pry Whit off him. Whit wouldn't budge, shaking his head.

"Whit we can eat now."

Whit sighed, giving up, and he sat down and ate his breakfast with a smile on his face. Drake had a straight face as he ate, occasionally glancing at Whit from time to time. Whit finished before Drake did, then the two men put their plates away. Whit yawned and went back to the couch and sat down, feeling tired. Drake followed suit and sat beside him, wrapping his arms around him. Whit snuggled into Drake's chest, sparks flying in his mind.

Drake purred and hugged Whit tighter, and the blonde smirked. He lifted his head and kissed Drake, managing to push Drake down on his back. Drake was surprised, a gasp escaping him. Whit trailed his hands over Drake's powerful muscles, purring. Drake grabbed Whit's hips and moved a bit, then pushed Whit down on the bed, smirking himself. Whit gasped at the sudden movement and pushed at Drake.

Drake purred and caressed Whit's inner thigh close to his crotch. Whit gasped and gripped onto Drake's shirt. He was surprised, he wasn't actually attempting this to happen. Drake licked Whit's collar bone, then nibbled on it, sending shivers down Whit's spine. The blonde moaned and bucked his hips against Drake's, panting heavily. Drake purred and slid down Whit's body, resting his hands on Whit's thighs, massaging them.

"A-Ah... D-Drake..." Whit moaned quite loadly.

Drake purred and moved his hands up to Whit's crotch and he began to rub the areas around Whit's crotch. Whit moaned even louder, pleasure soaking him. Drake purred and stuck his fingers under Whit's waist of his pants and began to tug. Whit thrusted his hips up, gasping. Drake slid the blonde's pants down, staring at the large lump in Whit's boxers.

"D-Drake..." Whit tried to cover himself, but Drake kissed Whit's thigh.

Drake massaged Whit's thighs again before attempting to pull his boxers down. Whit wreathed, trying to get Drake away from him. He was embarrassed, yet excited. Drake chuckled and pulled Whit's shirt off. Whit gasped and covered himself, shivering. Drake sat back and began to take his own shirt off.

Whit pushed Drake down after he took his shirt off, and he lowered his hand and cupped Drake's crotch. Drake moaned, bucking his hips against the blonde's hand. Whit smirked and gripped onto Drake's erecting manhood. Whit licked his lips and slid down Drake's body and began to tug at Drake's pants. Drake lifted his hips, allowing Whit to pull them down. Drake curled up, holding his stomach. Whit cupped Drake's crotch again and began to rub, causing Drake to gasp quite loadly.

"Have you ever done this before?" Whit asked softly; Drake frantically shook his head 'no.'

Whit smirked and rolled Drake onto his back. Drake gasped as Whit also tore his boxers off. He tried to cover himself, surprised. Whit chuckled and kissed Drake's thigh, making Drake buck his hips. Whit grabbed Drake's hands and pushed them to the bed. He wrapped his mouth around Drake's hardened erection, and the ravenette gasped.

What's happening to me?

Drake curled his toes and arched his back, trying not to thrust his hips. What was this overwhelming feeling over taking him? Drake shivered, twitching intensely as the twist in his gut began to form, and it wasn't a nice feeling. Whit knew what was happening and he began to stroke the parts that his mouth wouldn't reach.

What... Will become of me...

Drake stared down at Whit as a moan escaped his mouth. Whit's left arm was wrapped around the ravenette's torso, the other massaging Drake's manhood.

I'm being eaten...

~Timeskip~

Drake woke up, his head pounding, "What happened..." He mumbled.

Whit giggled from behind Drake, "All I can say is: you are damn sexy."

Drake spun around, "What!?"

Whit bit his lip and pointed to a wet spot on the bed close to Drake. Drake's eyes widened.

"We did the do!?"

Whit chuckled and nodded, snuggling into Drake. Drake shook slightly, surprised. All he could remember was Whit... Whit was... He was, figuratively, milking Drake. That's all the ravenette could remember. Drake didn't care and held Whit against his body covered by only the blanket. Whit was wearing clothes, of course.

"H-Had I hurt you?" Drake asked softly.

Whit looked up at Drake and smiled, "At first it hurt, but after it felt pretty good." He then smirked.

Drake nodded and yawned, then laid down, taking Whit with him. Whit snuggled under the blanket and up against Drake's warm, naked body. Drake played with Whit's hair with a slight smile. Whit also smiled and kissed Drake's nose. The two giggled and snuggled closer to each other until they were touching and no space was left between them, no matter how awkward it was. Whit was the first to fall asleep, then Drake drifted shortly after.

The two woke a bit later, darkness clouded the room. Was it dark already? Drake sat up and rubbed his eyes, and Whit held in a gasp. There were scratch marks, claw marks pretty much, on Drake's shoulders and back.

Did I really use that much power when I was gripping onto him?

Whit shook his head and leaned against Drake, "You're warm."

Drake nodded and yawned.

I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING

IM JUST TRYING TO ORGANIZE MY WATTPAD AND MY MIND

AND AS ALWAYS, I HOPED YOU ENJOYED AND ILL SKETCH YA LATER FOXES! ❤️

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