#barely really there

Y’all like the Jealous troupe with this pair, huh? XD

24) “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”

25) “You’re mine. I don’t share”

Drabble Time

Warning: a smidge of heat/heavy making out

“You’re mine.” The growl against his throat was low, and Mini leaned his head back to better feel the lips scorching down his neck. “I don’t share.”

“Tyler-” 

But his words were lost when his mouth was kissed, the hard pressure of the intimate gesture making Craig’s toes curl in his shoes. Hands that once pressed to Tyler’s chest to push him away mid-fight now clutched the unzipped hoodie to yank him closer, Mini rolling his hips into the hard body crowding him in the elevator. Their ride wasn’t meant to be long, a few floors up, but Mini couldn’t pull away from the teeth and tongue that claimed his mouth. One leg tried to wrap around Tyler’s hip to gain leverage while he angled his head, groaning at the hands that grabbed his hips and slammed them back against the wall. 

“Not until we get into the room.” The command spoken against his panting lips made Mini shiver, heat swirling through his blood with how blown our Tyler’s blue eyes had become. 

“Thought you wanted people to know who I belonged to?” Mini sassed back, enjoying the sneer that teased the edge of Tyler’s mouth. 

“They will.” The possessive tone implied that Tyler had plans for how to prove his claim, and just the thought of possibilities had Mini’s breath vanishing. 

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” Then Mini was lurching forward, knocking their mouths together with enough force to bruise Tyler’s lips.