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A/N- if it’s not completely obvious, i’ve lost love for this book. i have totally writers block since we haven’t seen brett since season 4. this story will be coming to an ending soon, maybe two or three more chapters. there will be lots of time skips, also. im going to write the important parts you guys are going to want to hear played out, and somehow find closure for this story. but, on the bright side i might write a mason/corey fanfiction next. anyways, thank you and im sorry.
Liam. OH AND LOW-KEY CHANGED IT TO CURRENT TIME .. IDK IT’S NOT “ED” ON THE ENDING OF WORDS ANYMORE.
A few months later, end of summer.
“You put the tent in the car, right?” I ask Brett. He nods and throws me two towels.
“And the cooler has drinks in it?” Brett nods.
“First-aid kit?” Another nod.
“Do you have the snacks packed?” He asks. I nod.
“Blankets and pillows?”
“Yeah.”
“The fuzzy one?” I nod and laugh, pecking his lips softly.
“I think we have everything else,” Brett says.
“Oh, we might need clothes for tomorrow too,” I say.
“Already packed.”
I nod.
“You guys heading out?” My mom asks as she comes into the room.
“Trying to kick us out already, Mrs. Dunbar?” Brett jokes. She laughs and shakes her head.
“You boys have everything packed?”
“Yeah, we were just about to head out,” I answer.
“Alright, well, be safe. And call if you need anything important. I’ll drop it off if needed,” she says. We both nod.
I turn to him and he turns to me.
“Well, you ready?” He asks. I nod again.
“Be safe, boys,” my mom says as she follows us down the stairs, helping us carry the bags out to the car.
“Always am,” we reply.
Once we’re all packed, my mom gives me a hug and says goodbye. I unlock the car and toss the keys to Brett, who would be driving.
“I’m excited,” he says.
“Me too,” I answer.
We play music until we get there, thirty minutes later.
The sandy beach is in front of us. Brett and I take the tent down and the important bags, bring the less-important ones later.
“Alright, do you know how to set this up?” I ask once we find a prefect spot to set everything up.
“Yeah, do you?”
“Nope. I’ll get the rest of the bags while you do that,” I say, motioning to the tent on the sand.
He nods and I turn around and walk back to the parking lot. Once I got there I grabbed an armful of bags and headed back, repeating this twice more until I had everything out of the car and the tent was up.
“Let’s put the blankets in,” I say. The sun was starting to set.
Brett nods and grabs the bags with the blankets in them.
I grab the pillows that weren’t in any bags.
“Can we go swimming?” Brett asks. I nod and laugh.
“Race ya!” I shout and he chases after me. The water was cold on my skin, but I swim under and away, trying to get away from the other boy.
I come up and Brett is a few feet away.
Drops of water fall from his hair and face, and he looks absolutely perfect.
“I love you,” I say as I pull him to me and kiss him. Brett smirks and kisses back deeply.
“I love you too,” he says after a long kiss, letting go for air.
“Brett, I need to tell you something,” I say seriously.
He looks concerned.
I grin and shove him under the water, holding him under for a few seconds.
He pushes up and picks me up, throwing me into the water. I come up and I could tell my eyes were glowing yellow.
“Oops,” I mumble.
“Beautiful,” he whispers as he swims over to me again.
I felt my cheeks heat up. He wraps his arms around my waist from behind me, putting his head on my shoulder.
“It’s been a good summer,” Brett says.
“Don’t talk like it’s over,” I reply.
He shrugs.
“A few weeks left, that’s it.”
“A lot can happen in two weeks.”
“A lot can happen in one night,” he says.
My breathing hitches and I space out for a second.
“Want to get out, it’s kinda cold,” I say. Brett nods.
We walk up the nearly empty beach, to our tent.
“Here,” Brett tossed me shorts, a shirt, and new boxers.
“Thanks,” I say back, catching what he throws.
I get in the tent and dry off quickly, putting the fresh clothes on. Brett comes in half way and smirks.
“All mine,” he mumbled. I blush and roll my eyes, laughing silently.
“When has it been anything different?” I ask.
“I’m gonna change,” He says, holding up the clothes in his hand. I nod and decide to leave the tent. We’ve been dating for quite a while but I still don’t like changing in front of each other, especially when we have to take our underwear off.
A few minutes later I come in with two bottled waters, using that as the excuse for leaving.
“Want one?” I ask. Brett nods and I toss him the water.
“Come here,” he mumbles, tired. We got up early in the morning to pack.
I walk over and cuddle up to his body. He was warm.
The thin net of the tent let’s us see the sunset. The sky was a pink, orange, and yellow tie dye.
“It’s beautiful,” I say.
“You’re beautiful,” Brett says back.
“I can say the same thing about you,” I say, kissing him softly.
The waves crash against the shore and the breeze howls gently through the air.
Brett moves around slightly and kisses my shoulder.
“I love you,” he whispers.
He then kisses my neck.
“I love you,” he repeats.
Trying not to blush would be pointless.
“Hey babe?” He says quietly; gently.
“Hm?” I ask, keeping my eyes shut, laying my head against his chest.
“Are you ready?” He asks.
I lift my head up and open my eyes.
I laugh, “you’re not talking about senior year, are you?”
He laughs with me, and smiles.
“If you’re not, we’ll wait. There’s no rush at all,” Brett mumbles.
“Well, I’m ready anyways,” I say confidently.
“Are you sure?” He asks.
I nod.
“Positive?”
I nod again.
“100%?”
“Brett please shut up and kiss me already,” I say, leaning into him and kissing him passionately.
He grins against my lips and hoofers over my body. His lips move to my jaw, and to make neck. I move my hands to his shirt and lift it over his head. He does the same to my shirt.
The breeze makes me shiver.
“Don’t worry babe, I’ll keep you warm,” he mumbles into my ear as his hands trail down to my shorts and he unbuttons the bottom and zips down the zipper.
“Good ’cause I’m fucking freezing,” I say through a chuckle.
Brett slides down my shorts and my legs get goosebumps.
“Don’t be nervous,” he whispers.
“Not,” I mumble.
I lean forward to slid off his sweatpants. His body heat over me keeps my at a comfortable temperature.
“I love you,” I say.
“I love you, too, Li.”
His lips connect with mine again. I lean in more and deepen the kiss.
“You ready, baby?” Brett asks.
I nod quickly. He smirks.
“Impatient?” He asks as he rolls his hips against me, causing me to bite my lip quickly, trying not to moan.
“Don’t hold it back babe,” he mumbles into my neck. I nod.
He moves down to my shoulder and to my chest, and then to my stomach.
His breath is hot against my skin.
*Smut*
His hands move my legs apart carefully and I bend my knees and open my legs a bit wider. He kisses the inside of my thigh I and shudder.
“Beautiful.”
He looks up at me as if question if he should continue. I nod impatiently.
I tilt my head back once I feel his mouth on my member. I let out another moan as he teases my tip. My hips thrust up again, and he holds me down.
“Now, now.”
“Brett, please.”
He smirks and begins bobbing his head up and down slowly.
“I need you.. in me,” I mumble as I try to get a sentence out without moaning.
“Be patient, baby,” He said. He reaches over my head and shuffles his hand in a plastic bag.
He pulls out lube and I laugh.
“Did you plan this, Mr. Talbot?” I ask.
He grins and opens the bottle up, squeezing some onto his fingers.
“Turn around, babe,” Brett says, his voice rough and full of lust.
I do as he says and a few seconds later he has a finger inside of me. I squirm but he relaxes me by leaning over and kissing my shoulder.
“It’s okay. It’ll only hurt for a little,” He says. I nod.
“Keep going,” I say.
I feel him add a second finger and my breath hitches.
“Are you okay, Li?” Brett asks.
I nod.
“Just, continue,” I say impatiently, moaning.
I finally feel a third finger inside of me. He begins moving a few minutes later and I lean into his hand.
“Such a good boy,” He purrs, “are you ready?”
I nod quickly and after he pulls out of me. I sigh silently at the empty feeling.
“This is going to be a little uncomfortable,” he warns. I nod, already knowing.
He pours out more lube and rubs it on his díck.
He grabs my hips and pulls me closer to him, and then I feel his tip at my entrance.
He pushes in and I wince. Correct, he was. It was uncomfortable to say the least.
“Are you okay?” He asks, concern laced in his voice.
“Yes, Brett. Just keeping going,” I say quickly.
He grips my hips firmer and I move back carefully. The more he moves in, the more painful it gets.
“Ah,” I mumble quietly.
“It’s okay, baby,” he says once he’s all the way in.
In a few minutes, I nod.
“Move.”
Brett begins to thrust into me and most of the pain is gone.
He pulls almost all the way out and slowly moves back in, letting me get comfortable with him.
He pulls all the way out and I groan at the loss. What’s he doing?
“Turn around to face me. I wanna see you,” Brett says. I nod and quickly move on my back.
His hands are next to both sides of my face and he slides back in. I moan and he begins to move faster.
“B-Brett!” I say as arch my back and moan, almost a scream. He roughly slams into me and I move my hands to his back, scratching him up. He begins to thrust harder, hitting my prostate each time.
“Faster,” I moan again.
Brett’s thrusts begin to get sloppy and he begins to breathe heavier.
“Brett, I-I’m gonna come,” I warn and then a shot of semen shoots out.
Two thrusts after and he comes in me.
Brett stays in me for a few moments before crashing down next to me.
“God,” he mumbles.
“Let’s check that off the list,” I say.
“I love you,” he says.
“I love you too,” I reply. I snuggle into his side and pull the blankets over us.
Falling asleep, I hear the sounds of the crashing waves and of Brett’s quiet snores.
A/N- that’s a “Thanks For 8K reads!” type of chapter. you’re welcome.
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