Your Nightmare Come To Life

"Hey" Bro grinned, nuzzling his head. "guess what"

Cal closed his eyes, nuzzling into the affections in return. "Hmm?" He hummed softly.

"You didn't deny being a shota."

Cal paused and rolled his eyes with slight snort. "I'll give it to you this one time." He mumbled, giving a kiss to where he bit.

Bro tilted his head to give Cal more room. "Cause you know its true. And I love my little shota"

Cal gave a very sarcastic "mmhm" to the first comment, pressing a few more soft kisses to the bite before gently nuzzling it.

Bro made a pleased noise. "stings" he stated.

"I know." He murmured, continuing to kiss it. "'M sorry."

The sound of the shower died down, signalling that Dave was done.

"I like it" Bro stated. "Should do it again. Harder."

Cal lifted his head, looking down at him with half-lidded eyes. "Right now?" He murmured.

"If you want, yeah, now" Bro smirked slightly.

His eyes slowly drifted to his shoulder, tugging the shirt down again before latching on, sinking his teeth into Bro's shoulder with a soft groan.

Bro hissed, arching his hips. "Fuck, just like that"

Cal's tongue slid across the patch of skin trapped between his teeth, increasing and decreasing the pressure on his bite.

He let his eyes slip shut, just as Dave walked out of the bathroom, one towel wrapped around his waist, another drying his hair, before looking over at the two of them with a chuckle. "Dammit, I can't leave the two of you alone for two second, can I?"

Bro gasped, his hands clutching at the sheets on the futon. He let out a needy noise.

Cal smirked at him with a muffled chuckle, his hands going up his shirt only to run his nails roughly down his sides.

"Fuck" Bro hissed, clutching at Cal's shoulders.

Dave's smirk sort of faded a little, a little too focused on watching them.

Cal hummed softly, biting a little harder, barely able to taste the metallic tang on his tongue as he pressed himself against Bro.

"Shit" Bro whimpered. "Cal, cal, you broke the skin. Swap shoulders"

Cal was only happy to oblige, immediately latching onto the other shoulder with a low growl, continuing to rake his nails down his sides.

Dave was actually amazed. Cal is, and always was, someone that seemed to be gentle and calm. Not at all trying to top the alpha male.

Bro let out a whimper of a moan, arching his hips to try and grind his erection against Cal.

Cal's hands went right down to his hips, keeping them pinned against the futon before grinding himself down against the growing bulge. He was in control here, and he wanted Bro to know that.

Dave had made his way over to the futon, standing there in a daze. His eyes were half lidded, and something about Bro being topped so easily was completely arousing to him. Time to take notes.

Bro gasped, hips twitching to grind back. "Cal, fuck, cal"

When Cal tasted blood on his tongue again, he dislodged himself from Bro's shoulder, licking the traces of red from his lips. "Tell me what you want, Broderick." He murmured, voice husky and filled with lust as he continued to gyrate against him with a low appreciative groan.

"fuck me, ride me, i don't care, I just want you" Bro gasped. He threw his head back, baring his neck for him.