xxxxxxxstir in the gold of morning
xxxxxxxxxxxxticking clock // oneshot
xxxxxxxxxxxxlisten while you read
Long strands of gold fell down into his face and he woke squinting to look through them. Morning had come faster than Wyatt had wanted but he’d tolerate waking for those pretty blue eyes gazing down through thick eyelashes at his. He could feel the weight of feet on the bed as the curtains were forcefully opened, letting in the dreamy hues of the morning rise and the colors danced across the other’s pale skin as a cascade of caramels, apricots and roses.
“You’re up early.” The brunette remarked and he wrapped an arm around a vulnerable leg to bring his prey toppling down onto the covers with him. A girlish shriek echoed and he grinned, loving that noise. The blonde flopped down on top of him with a flush and an open angry mouth until their eyes met in a moment of unspoken understanding.
Both forms shifted and soon they were face to face, the thinner of the two straddling on top of the strong bulky quidditch player. A moment of hesitation flashed between the two- should they really be doing this? People could walk in at any moment- but the blonde smiled and took the lead, dismissing the thoughts and leaning down.
Pink lips bent down towards his in a shy but determined movement and the soft silky strands framed both of their faces, tickling the boy’s neck as their mouths almost me-
“s**t, I can’t-” Quin pulled away with one second to spare and tugged his jacket off the bedroom floor, his eyes sheepishly looking anywhere but his friend’s direction who sat up with both arms raised high in gloating satisfaction.
“Yes! I win, I’m the king!”
“******** you.” The taller boy shook his head with a grumpy but amused light in his eyes, already plotting his revenge.
He wondered who’d win between Ryker and Wyatt in this dangerous game they played.
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