#bentley.

[puckermanoah]

𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 // PARA

𝐖𝐇𝐎: Noah Puckerman & @bentleylynn​​​​​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: Tuesday, February 16th. Afternoon.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: WMHS. 

We meet on Tuesdays. That’s what Noah mainly remembered from her text exchanges with Ruby when the youngest Puckerman had decided that she was going to officially join the Brainiacs. Perhaps it was long overdue anyway and after talking to her mom about it over the weekend in between the entire Valentine’s Day chaos, they both agreed it would be a good fit. Not only would Noah get to put her own talents to use, but it would look good for Yale, especially if the Brainiacs could bring home a few trophies next year and with brains like Noah and Ruby on the team? It would happen. Stalking into Mr. Banks’ classroom after her last period let out, she peered into the room and only saw one person. Bentley Lynn. She only really knew of him because they ran in a somewhat similar circle. There were times she could recall him having to be on standby while she was in New Directions and they were both definitely lower on the totem pole of high school. “Uh... hi,” she stepped into the classroom. Ruby had mentioned Bentley was on the Brainiacs, or at least Noah was fairly sure of that, and she did say Mr. Banks’ room, right? Shit, did she end up at the wrong place? “Brainiacs, right?” She asked, hoping she didn’t look like the world’s worst fool. “Noah,” she pointed a finger at herself, “you’re trying to fuck my friend,” a pause. “Sterling?”

[lucabradshaw]

He shouldn’t be here, and he knew it. Letting himself be at Bentley’s beck and call was really just doing him far more harm than it was good, and yet... those few moments of happiness whenever he was in Bentley’s arms - or, more accurately, his bed - were the only real moments of happiness he’d had in a what felt like way too long. Every time, he told himself never again, only to come right back just days later. Maybe one day he’d grow a backbone, tell Bentley to fuck off, and find himself a real boyfriend, but it was pretty obvious that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon, and he had a feeling they both knew that. A real boyfriend would be a risk. He could get his heart broken, but this? Whatever it was they were doing... it was safe. Or at least it was supposed to be. Lately, he wasn’t so sure. As much as he tried to tell himself that Bentley was simply a way to let off steam, he knew that, at least deep down, something more was going on. He should end it, or he’d only end up hurt. Once his feet stopped in front of Bentley’s door, he made the decision that, as soon as Bentley opened it, he was going to end things. 

And then the door opened. Bentley was on the other side, and he smiled at him, and Luca knew he was fucked. It was always so much easier to pretend to hate the guy in retrospect, when they weren’t together, and Luca wasn’t looking into those damn eyes. "Well?” Luca shifted, tightening the strings on his hoodie, to give his fingers something to do besides reach out for Bentley. “Are you going to just stand there and look at me, or are you going to invite me in to play a game of ‘no homo, but...’?”  @rothisms​

[n4stys]

open to m inspo : ben in the closet but attracted to his twin sister's boyfriend .

he shouldn't have left the party , hell he shouldn't have even left the house . and yet , he has to excuse himself from the crowd around the pool and slip away to a private room . with a lock . but ben doesn't know that , or maybe he does and he's far too focused on himself to remember or consider it . instead , the door gets shut behind him and his hand slips into his slacks , letting the image of him , wet and half naked in the water flood his mind . he's too wrapped up , eyes closed as pleasure of his strokes of his own cock swallows him , to hear or notice the door creaking open .

[n4stys]

@rosyviews : continued from here because tumblr sucks .

bentley is almost entirely lost in the way his hand feels along his shaft , ready to sink completely into the seritonin and high . his thumb swipes over his tip and a moan slips past his lips , surely that's the sound that covers the click ! of the door opening behind him . and just as easily as he had slipped into the pleasure , he's yanked out of it . by none other than the very man he'd been imagining . he's mortified . his hand is immediately pulled from his swim trunks and his entire body goes the colour of a god damn cherry . " fuck , don't you knock ? " he snaps . as if it wasn't an open door , like he was supposed to know there was such a situation on the other side . his hand comes to the back of his neck and the more arin talks , the deeper his blush goes . " jesus christ , they're with my phone in the damn kitchen . " he mutters . he hasn't looked at him once , he can't . not when he just walked in on him jacking off ( luckily his name hadn't slipped past his lips ) , and not while he's aggravatingly still hard .

[n4stys]

@ivygrcws : chasing cars by snow patrol .

" if i just lay here , would you lie with me and just forget the world ? "

[n4stys]

@tipsys .

" jesus christ , arin . " it's said again when he can feel the other's gaze directly on his crotch , on his erection that he caused . it does nothing to help , his attention , and bentley feels the heat spreading through him all over again . he tries to hold arin's gaze when it locks with his , if only to keep his eyes from wandering anywhere else along his body and teh visible effect he's having on him . " who pregrames - you know what , i don't even think i want to know . no , that's not what i was . . . doing . " he huffs . there's a t-shirt , or what he assumes it to be , hanging over the counter top of the bathroom sink between them . blond snatches it , holding it in his hands as if he's ready to pull it over his torso . it's , in all actuality , a shield , an armour , over his still hard cock and hopefully at least some of the blush he can not rid . " why are you still in here ? " a pause , eyes darting behind the other . " . . . did you lock the door ? "

[niieve]

🗣 "i was making sure you weren't dead, since you never called." @slccplessniights​