One shot of my original characters

Hot too hot

Bas rested his cheek on his hand and lazily opened his eyes, "so you gonna say something?" He looked at the smaller boy in front of him with joy.

The boy looked at him with embarrassment and his cheeks flushed a bright red. He puffed out his cheeks and bore holes into the wall behind the man. He pouted and swung his head back and forth to say no.

"Cat got your tongue?" He chuckled a little with a genuine smile, "I'm just teasing," he spoke with a soft smirk on his lips.

The boy finally looked at Bas and gave him a fake frown, but a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. His eyes had a playful glare to them, it told Bas that he was just joking. The boy brought his hand up and smacked Bas in the arm and snorted through his nose, while sticking his tongue out.

"Hey be nice, no hitting," Bas grabbed his hand and tugged on the boy's arm, "meet the table space boy!"

The boy flew forwards and hit the table with his stomach, his insides turned. An expression of pain contorted his face but he was still huffing and puffing from trying to laugh. He used his left arm to comfort his hurting stomach and let his right arm go slack in Bas's hold.

"Mars! You gotta breathe man," Bas reminded the poor boy who couldn't catch his breath. Bas slid his hand so it was just below Mar's thumb and on his pulse, "oh no I can't feel a pulse I think you might be dead."

Mars started gasping for air like a fish out of water, until he was able to take a deep breathe and slow his breathing. He looked at Bas and smiled with all his teeth, he got up and pulled Bas with him. He let go of Bas's hand so he could walk around the table. Before Mars was able to make it to the exit, Bas grabbed his hand again. He yanked Mars back towards him and put his other hand on his waist. Mars let out a cute squeak but didn't resist as Bas's face came closer to his.

"You look startled, what's wrong star boy?" Bas gave Mars a lopsided smirk as he stared at his lips.

Mars grunted in response, looking at him shyly. He shook his head and smashed his lips against the others. He let out a quiet sigh and brought his free arm up to Bas's chest, grabbing a fistful of his shirt. After a couple of minutes both boys were lost in the kiss, Mars had given Bas control, letting himself sink further into his warmth. Their tongues connected and Mars let out a soft moan. He immediately pulled back and pushed his face into Atticus's shoulder, trying to hide himself.

Atticus, Bas's real name, let out a quiet chuckle and moved his hand up and down Mars's side. "I'm not sorry," the playful glint was back full force and he winked at Mars.

Mars pinched Atticus's nipple and gave him his best angry face, even if he looked like a pouty kid.

"Mmm I liked that harder," he whispered in Mars' ear. He slid the hand on Mars waist down to his butt and gave it a squeeze.

Mars let out a garbled sound and shoved Atticus away from him. He let out a laugh and started to walk away. He looked back to see Atticus hot on his heels. He reached for his hand and tugged him, signaling for him to walk faster.

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Right when they got to their shared apartment and the door was opened, it was slammed shut. Mars was trapped in between the wall and Atticus, his lips were caught in a passionate kiss. He grabbed onto Atticus's shirt and pulled him even closer. Mars let out a noise that sounded like a moan when their hips connected, both hard ons pressing together. Bas grabbed Mars's legs and pulled them up, wrapping them around his waist. This gave Bas the advantage to grind his hips into Mars's growing hard on. Mars let out a breathless sound and moved along with Atticus. It was hot, unbearably hot in their apartment. All Mars wanted to do was strip and get fucked hard by Atticus. But Atticus had other plans, he kissed down his chin and onto his neck. Teasing Mars with his hand, it rested right above the button of his pants. Mars groaned in frustration and bucked his hips up ward, encouraging Bas to continue. Bas let out a throaty chuckle and left a blooming hickey on Mars's neck.

Bas pulled away, "what's wrong Mars?" He had a perverted glint in his eye and a smirk plastered on his face. "You know you just have to tell me what you want," he whispered in Mars ear.