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Today was finally the day they met up. And Bad was nervous about everything.
He was nervous for how to dress, where they would go, what they would do, if Skeppy would like hanging out with him, so much more. Even if they had an actual list of what they wanted to do when they first met up, Bad will still scared to death the meet up was gonna be a bore to his best friend.
So, Skeppy, who already had a feeling Bad was gonna be so panicky over this, had gotten them a hotel room close to Bad's home. If he felt uncomfortable with Skeppy at his house or if his roommate had people over, he thought it would be easier to just stay in a hotel room with him.
They had spent the day with each other; eating out, hanging at the park, playing at the arcade, and so much more. It had gotten late and before they knew it, it was like 10 p.m.
And that means now they needed to check into the hotel.
Skeppy walked up to the receptionist, Bad following behind him and gazing around with curiosity. It was a pretty nice hotel...
"Uh, room for Zak," He paused, "Do you need a last name? I called a few nights ago to reserve one."
"Nah, I got you," The receptionist says, clicking a few buttons, "Room for one?"
Oh shit. Skeppy... totally forgot that he wasn't gonna be the only one staying there whenever he made the reservation, "Uh...Could we change that to two?"
The receptionist hummed, "Let's see," After a few more clicks, the dark haired woman shook her head, "Uh... Bad night for that. There's a convention going on for a nearby high school. We have either the one room you reserved, that one is near the chaperones or... the one next to a group of kids. Both of them are for a single person though."
"It's alright, Skeppy," Bad says with a warm smile, "Don't worry about it. I can sleep on the futon," he now gazed at the reciptionist, "Do they have one of those in the room?"
The receptionist shook her head, "I'm sorry, we don't any in those rooms. The high schoolers occupying all of them in order to fit as many kids as possible in their rooms."
"That's a big fucking high school," Skeppy commented, lightly laughing.
"Sgeppy!" Bad scolded, "Don't say that. I'm sorry, he has a bad mouth."
The receptionist shrugged, awkwardly chuckling along with Skeppy, "Do you two still want to check out the room?"
"Uh..." Bad looked nervously at Skeppy, an awkward smile growing on his cheeks, "I mean... would we have any luck at a different hotel?"
"Probably not," The receptionist responses, "Like he said, it's a big fucking highschool."
Skeppy snorted, trying to stifle his laughter at the reciptionist but it came out anyway.
Bad huffed, shaking his head at the two, "Oh my goodness..." slightly jealous, honestly, with the fact she made him laugh so hard, "Well, we can share a bed. It's not like it would be too big of a deal. I really don't wanna bother Gavin and his girlfriend, especially not with the vlog."
"Sounds fine to me," Skeppy agreed, pulling out his card, "Yup, we'll just go with the single person room, thank you."
The receptionist hummed, "Alrighty, annnnd here's your keycard," She handed Skeppy the red plastic card for the door, "Enjoy your stay."
"Bye bye," Bad waved at the receptionist, forcing his smile since he was still a little jealous. He huffed again, crossing his arms as he and Skeppy wandered down a hall, "She was not a cool muffin."
"PFt, why?!" Skeppy giggled, pressing the down button on the elevator, "Because she cursed? Geez, Bad, you still like me and I curse like a sailor."
"...You're different, hmm," He stretched, "Woooahh," his voice trailed off into a yawn, "I'm really sleepy from today, Sgeppy..." Bad adorably rubbed his eyes, slumping over as they now both wandered into the elevator together. Skeppy pressed the button to the 3rd floor.
"I am too," That was a lie. Skeppy had been having his own issue all day. When he first met Bad, he wasn't expecting him to be so... how else would one describe It? Pretty. He was a pretty boy. Not just because he was smaller than Skeppy, but he just had... little details about him that made Skeppy's heart just flutter.
The way he nervously avoids eye contact, the way he fidgets cutely with his fingers when he doesn't have much to say, when his pale cheeks flush red from embarrassment, his small giggles at Skeppy's idiotic jokes, his sass while being adorable -- just... every little thing about him.
And, as silly as it sounds, Skeppy just could not get over how beautiful Bad's eyes were. Maybe it's for the best Bad avoided eye contact a lot because he had a eye color of a literal eye of ender. Skeppy would probably melt if Bad stared him in the eye for too long.
"Come oonnn, Skeppyyyyy," Bad whined, now walking onto the 3rd floor hallway, "I'm sleepyyyy."
Skeppy hummed a playful tune, "We're almost thereeeee," he mockingly whined back, poking at Bad's cheek, "Do you want me to carry you like a baby? Wah wah."
"Sgeppyy!! Don't be mean to me."
With a chuckle, Skeppy opened the door. And as he did, they got a wave of freezing air. Seriously, why are hotel rooms so cold? He put his bag of stuff down on the counter and Bad walked in, looking around with an "Oooo."
"You know we can't go to bed immediately, right?" Skeppy asks, gazing towards Bad who now has flopped face first onto the bed. The other man let out a muffled groan, making Skeppy laugh, "Baaad, get uupp. Okay, look, we can wait until tomorrow to record the vlog but at least to take a shower."
Like a child, Bad groaned again. It was like they switched internet personas when they met up in real life. How was this even possible?
Despite his clear unhappiness at the action, Bad got up, and went to go take his shower.
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Both had taken their shower now, laying in the bed together. They were at a comfortable distance apart and neither really made a big deal about it. On the outside, at least.
Of course, they didn't let that show.
They were facing each other, Skeppy laying on a curled arm, listening to Bad ramble on about... whatever. His voice was scratchy whisper, soothing to the ear as he spoke. He looked really pretty without his glasses too... his green, sleepy eyes shifting from wall to mattress to roof when rambling was so cute to Skeppy. Yeah, he could live like this.
"Did you know that it takes 10 pounds of cheese to make milk?" Bad whispered but then paused, "Wait... no. It takes 10 cheese milk-- pounds-- hold on... uh... It takes 10 pounds. Of milk. To make cheese. There we go. I said it right. Anyways, it takes 10 pounds of milk to make 1 pound of cheese, isn't that crazy? It makes me wonder that if I eat like one of those... like those wheels of cheese? Like that are one pound... I wonder if that is like equal to... like... 10 pounds of milk..."
"Mmmmn," Skeppy hummed as if he was acknowledging a single word Bad was saying. He wasn't. He was just focused on his little movements.
"Yeah, but if I had like... 10 pounds of milk, would that kill me? Like so much calcium... but if it killed me would my nails grow like God?"
Skeppy had popped out of his trance now at that, "Pfft-- what--"
The smile that grew on Bad's lips could kill a man with how adorable it was. It almost killed Skeppy.
"Teehee..."
"Bad, you're so..." cute, "...weird," Laughing quietly, Skeppy slowly shook his head, "You really need sleep. Especially for tomorrow. We need to be up early to get started on the videos."
"Yes, yes, I knowwww," Bad already had his eyes closed, "Night night, Sgeppy."
"Night, Bad," Skeppy whispered, turning off the lmao nearby them, "I love you."
"...I love you too," Bad's voice was hardly even a whisper at this point; fading off into a sleep.
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There was a pressure on Bad's ass. It was semi hard and placed right against him, gently rubbing. He peeled his sleepy eyes open, noting immediately that he wasn't facing Skeppy anymore. He also realized Skeppy's arm somehow crept it's way under Bad's head as a pillow. And his body was pressed up against Skeppy's warm, solid chest. He could hear his breathing in the silence.
Bad flushed red, realizing what was against him when thinking about the position they were in.
He whimpered, scared Skeppy was gonna wake up and be upset over the way they were laying or he was gonna wake up and Bad will never hear the end of it.
Bad managed to flip over, sucking in a deep breath as he came nose to nose to a sleeping Skeppy. His breath still smelt minty from brushing his teeth not too long ago. And Skeppy looked so cute sleeping like this...
But, he must have felt Bad staring and admiring him. As his eye poked open and he revealed a sleepy smile.
Bad blinked in surprise that Skeppy had awaken but then quickly closed his eyes again to try to to pretend he wasn't aware. That didn't work.
"I know you're up, Bad," it was still the middle of the night, but Skeppy's low and gritty morning voice scratched Bad's brain just right.
Skeppy's arms wrapped around Bad's lower waist, pushing their lower areas together. Bad gasped quietly; they were so close to kissing... Skeppy must be half asleep right now. Not realizing what he was doing. With the gentle grinding, Bad was getting turned on himself, feeling a heartbeat in his southern region.
He wasn't sure was what really going on, or how anything lead to this, but Bad reached underneath the covers to pull out Skeppy's erection and began to stroke him. He wanted to see him stir, keeping his eyes locked on the heavily breathing man next to him.
Skeppy let out a low groan at Bad's touch, his brows furrowing above his closed eyes in pleasure. He began to slightly fuck himself on Bad's hand, bucking his hips into his palm to try and receive more touch. It drove Bad crazy.
Bad stopped to take off his own, loose pajama pants, kicking them off of his feet still under the covers. His warm flesh felt so bare against Skeppy's as he wrapped his legs around Skeppy's waist, pulling his cock inside of him.
Now, much like Skeppy, Bad was still pretty sleepy. So everything he was doing was slurring, slow and weak. His heart pounding against his chest was really the only rhythm he had here as he hid his face in Skeppy's shoulder. Half asleep Skeppy caught the hint and held onto Bad's body, beginning to sloppily but with much better rhythm, thrust in and out of him, soft moans filling the heated room.
They both panted, feeling the warmth of each other's breathes against their skin as they lazily satisfied their personal needs. Skeppy's hands trailed up and down as his length hit all of Bad's good spots in his insides, making him tremble.
Skeppy's voice cracked as he whispered, "...I love you... oh, I love you..."
"You feel so good... this is... hahah... amazing... Sgeppy..." Bad's voice was a bit more pitched and shaky, but still quiet and genuine. The way they spoke to each other, full of passion and care, warmed their already heated bodies, "Oh god, s...skeppyy... Skeppy, I love you... t...too..."
It didn't take long for Skeppy to cum, his thrusts pausing, then slowing down and pulling out after he did. Bad whimpered into his neck, his own dick twitching and letting his own liquid escape a bit afterward he stroked himself a bit more down below.
His body very gently convulsed as Skeppy comfortably rubbed Bad's back. Soft, needy whimpers escaped the smaller boy, gripping onto Skeppy like he was gonna slip away from him.
"...I love you," Skeppy repeated, kissing Bad's neck, "... so much."
"I love you too..." Bad whispered, his voice still faltering, "More than you ever could understand."