Reader x Klitz NSFW the glasses stay ON 🙏Reader being sweet on Klitz about loving how he looks trying to (and very successfully) fluster him
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A/N: Sorry about the LONG wait for this - I procrastinated like a motherfucker, so I appreciate your patience, I hope you like it.
Tags: Established Relationship, Gender-Neutral Reader, Fluff, Kissing, Established Relationship, Tim Getting Flustered, Praise, Emotional Intimacy, Light Sensuality, Glasses Stay On During Kissing, Everyone Is 18+ Here
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The quiet scratching of pencil on paper had filled Tim Klitz’s room for hours now, occasionally accompanied by the rustle of turning pages as he sat across from you on his bed, his leg folded beneath him while the other one hung off the bed, completely focused on his homework. You watched as his glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose, and how every so often, Tim would adjust them absently with a silent grace he didn't even notice he had.
You were supposed to be doing your work too, though you seemed far more interested in memorizing the way his brows creased slightly in concentration, the faint movement of his lips as he mouthed the words under his breath, the way his long eyelashes seemed to cast the smallest shadow on his under eyes despite there being a glint in his glasses from the evening light that was cast on the floor in his bedroom. Yet, he always seemed completely clueless about how pretty he was.
Tim’s eyes finally lifted from his textbook, landing on you. They flickered with confusion, then amusement, when he realized you weren’t even pretending to study.
"What?" Tim asked, glancing up like maybe you’d said something earlier and he just hadn’t heard it.
You just shrugged, a light smile on your face, your expression soft and warm with adoration, "Nothing, cutie. Just looking.”
A pink tint creeps over his cheeks for a moment before he scoffs out a small chuckle, trying to cover the lingering shyness he still got around you. "Come on, don't tease me."
"I'm not teasing!" You protested playfully, sitting up and crawling over to his side, careful not to crush any of his papers, "I'm just being honest, it's so easy to look at you. I like admiring my cute, sexy boyfriend.”
You earn a bashful grin from Tim at that as he shakes his head softly with shy amusement, "You're too much."
"Really? I don't think I even scratched the surface with my attraction for you, mmm!" You giggle before wrapping your arms around his neck and lean forward to start pressing affectionate rough little kisses on his cheek with a playful growl.
He lets out a slight embarrassed laugh but he's not pushing you away, only careful not to crinkle any of his papers as the bed shifted, "Hun, we have to-”
His protest gets swallowed by another laugh when you keep peppering quick, affectionate kisses all over his cheek and jaw, exaggerated and relentless, your hands cupping his face so he can’t squirm too far away.
“I know, I know,” you mumble between kisses. “You’re just way too cute right now.”
Tim ducks his head, smiling helplessly, his face warm beneath your palms. “You’re impossible when you get like this.”
“Correct.”
He laughs again, breathless, and instinctively lifts a hand toward his glasses, probably trying to take them off before they get knocked crooked.
You softly catch his wrist immediately.
“Nope.”
Tim blinks.
“What?”
You gently guide his hand back down, pinning it against the bed for a moment while your other hand nudges his glasses back into place after they’d slipped a little sideways.
“Keep them on.”
The words come out with such firm seriousness that he just stares at you. Then his ears turn pink. “You’re kidding.”
“I’m not.”
Before he can argue, you lean in again, pressing another barrage of rough little kisses across both cheeks this time, making him laugh and twist beneath you before you press a kiss into his lips.
His glasses press awkwardly between both of your faces, his lenses fogging slightly with each shared breath, but neither of you pull away. Instead, Tim tilts his head just so to better meet you, a quiet sigh escaping him when the kiss turns tender rather than playful like the ones before, deepening slowly.
A textbook slides off the bed with a quiet thump and neither of you are willing to let it distract you from this moment, when kissing him made everything feel weightless, your thoughts dissolving into a dizzy warmth and shared breath, with the only priority being the way your lips moved against each other, prolonging the feeling until your lungs were empty.
When you finally need to come up for air, you break the kiss, pressing one last peck to his bottom lip before resting your foreheads together, both of you breathing unevenly.
Tim's still looking at you when the kiss breaks, eyes unfocused behind his glasses like he hasn't fully returned yet.
His lips part slightly, a quiet breath escaping him as he tries to steady himself, but the second your thumb brushes across his cheek again, all the color rushes right back into his face.
It's almost unfair how reactive he is.
"You okay there, pretty boy?" you murmur softly.
Tim lets out the smallest shaky laugh at that, embarrassed immediately, but he can't even hide his smile properly.
"Mhm," he says, though it comes out distracted.
His eyes keep flicking back to your mouth between words like he doesn't realize he's doing it.
You tilt your head a little, amused warmth blooming in your chest. "You look completely gone right now."
"I'm trying to think," he admits quietly.
"And?”
Tim huffs another bashful little laugh, ducking his head for half a second before looking back at you again, hopelessly drawn in despite himself.
"It's not really working."
The honesty in it makes your heart squeeze.
A laugh slips from you before you lean forward enough to bump your nose gently against his. "Maybe we should take a break from homework."
Tim swallows.
His hands finally settle carefully against your waist like he's given up pretending he wants distance anymore.
"Yeah," he says softly, already leaning in before the word's even fully out.
"Five minutes?"
He smiles against your lips this time, shy and warm and completely wrecked by you.
"It'll probably take longer than that.”
The words barely leave Tim's mouth before you're smiling again, soft and helpless at the sight of him like this, all flushed cheeks and shy honesty.
"Yeah?" you whisper.
His answer never comes.
Instead, Tim kisses you first this time with surprising immediacy, one hand sliding carefully up to your jaw like he can't not touch you anymore.
The kiss starts tender for all of two seconds before it melts into something warmer, slower, deeper.
A quiet sound catches in his throat when you kiss him back just as eagerly, your fingers slipping into his hair while his glasses press crookedly between your faces again.
He laughs softly into the kiss at that, breathless and embarrassed, but neither of you pull away. If anything, it only makes the moment feel more unbearably fond.
Your thumb brushes beneath his jaw and Tim practically melts beneath the attention, kissing you again with a kind of careful desperation that makes warmth bloom all through your chest.
Somewhere beneath the haze of kisses and shared breath, another paper slips from the bed onto the floor.
Neither of you even glance at it.
Homework can wait.
Right now, Tim seems far more interested in memorizing the feeling of your lips against his.
The Birds and the Bees: Part 2 (Timothy Klitz X Reader) (SMUT MDNI)
Part 1
Summary: You are a bit of a failure and a hot mess. You have no social life, but you're lucky enough to be invited to your very first college party, despite being a social reject. You end up running into some guys you went to high school with, and it's extremely awkward.
Content: Friends to lovers, oral sex, P in V sex, bullshit emotional lovey dovy best friend sex, size kink, Klitz has a monster cock,
Y/N is referred to in second person as you/yours, but is referred to with feminine terminology, and is written to have AFAB genitalia.
That walk to his apartment was only a few blocks, but it felt like it would never end. It was eerily quiet, and you had no idea what to say. Whenever you’d stop at a crosswalk with him, you’d look over to see him smiling at you. He was cute, but you felt uneasy. A few times he’d ask if you were okay, and you’d respond that you were tired. You couldn’t admit that stumbling with your childhood friend to his apartment in the middle of the night felt grotesque. As you were let into his apartment it felt like you left reality. The small interior looked blurry as the warm ceiling light was flicked on. Light bounced off the white walls like a haze, and you felt
Nothing but confusion. You stood motionless as Klitz started opening up the sofa bed. He was clumsy as he tripped over several objects scattered across the floor.
“Sorry, it’s not really comfortable,” he said as he laid out the blanket across the bed.
“No, it’s fine. Thank you,” you answered shyly.
“Should I leave you alone and let you sleep now or…?”
You nervously grabbed the skirt of your dress as you said, “could you please stay?” He stared back at you before nodding. He sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot next to him for you to take a seat. Your ass sunk into the overly soft mattress and hit the bottom of it. You didn’t even think before leaning your body against his, resting your head on his shoulder. At this point you were sobering up, but your tiredness contributed to how touchy you felt. Klitz’s wobbling hand went around your back, and in an unexpected move, he kissed the top of your head. You sighed, “I really missed you.”
“I missed you too. I always liked you a lot, and I still do,” his other arm wrapped around you as he pulled you into a tight hug. Your head being flush against his chest, you could feel his increasing heartbeat. As your arms snaked around his back, you were quickly losing restraint. You knew you wanted to fuck him, but you didn’t want to hook up with him. Your mind and body were completely at odds, and that only made your wanting worse. Klitz could tell that something was on your mind, and asked, “you okay?”
“You wanna know something funny?” you laugh nervously. Klitz responded “hm?” before you continued. “That one time I went to your house– the only time– I got so flustered that we were alone together. I actually failed that test we were studying for, because that entire time I was thinking about fucking you.” You continued laughing but stopped when you felt Klitz suddenly gasping. You pulled away from his embrace and looked up at him, seeing his burning hot face.
“You’re joking, right?” he said breathlessly.
“Why would I joke about that? Fuck, why did I say that?”
“W-why did you feel that way about me?” he exhaled shakily.
“Because I wanted to just… be your girlfriend! And do all the things boyfriends and girlfriends do!” Your head was turned to the side as you couldn’t handle this amount of bashfulness. “I’m sorry, that was weird,” you hung your head, then you felt his hand rest on yours.
“I mean… that’s what I wanted too,” he whispered. “It doesn’t bother me at all,” his thumb caressed your hand, “I just never thought you wanted the same.” You looked down at his hand on yours, feeling overwhelmed. He took a deep breath then asked, “would you want to go out with me?” His face was getting closer, and when you noticed you began leaning in as well.
You nodded as you looked into his eyes, and his hands were reaching to the sides of your neck. He ever so gently pulled you into a kiss. The moment your lips touched, you exhaled a sigh of relief. Your tense body relaxed as it leaned against his. His hands were innocently cupping your cheeks. They almost completely enveloped your face. Your puckered lips went in and out of the kiss, each time lasting longer. You began crawling into his lap, and he made a strained whimpering noise.
“I-I don’t think we should go too fast,” he pulled away from the kiss, but rested his hands on your waist, accidentally exciting you even more.
“I don’t think so either but… please?” you begged. “I wanna do it so bad, but at the same time I don’t wanna just be a hookup to you.”
“No no no, I’d never think that low of you,” he responded hastily. “You’re a beautiful girl, and I want to treat you right. I want to make it special for you, y’know, like take you on a proper date.”
You whined in response, “aw, Klitz… that’s sweet but…” you bit your lip before you could spit it out. “I’m so horny, I can’t take it,” you whispered, “all night, all I could think about was fucking you. I’m really sorry. I feel like I’m going crazy. I just-” you couldn’t think of what more to say.
“-I wanna do it too,” he cut you off, “whatever you want, I’ll do it. I wont think less of you. I want to make love to you,” he smiled gently. You rested your head on his shoulder as you wrapped your arms around his back. You kissed him again eagerly, and he reciprocated with the same amount of passion. His grip on your waist tightened, making you whimper. You moved up on his lap, trying to feel his dick. In hearing his moans, you began rutting your hips into him. You kissed his neck as he stuttered weakly. You were determined to leave marks on his pale skin, so you bit down and sucked, hearing his voice hitch as he whimpered.
“You’re so cute Klitzy,” you teased as your mouth dragged along his skin.
“Don’t call me that,” he chuckled, followed up with a whine as you continued to lick and kiss his neck. He couldn’t keep his composure around you, but especially now he was unraveling.
“But you’re too cute not to,” you moaned as you left sloppy kisses on his cheek. You then pushed your tongue into his mouth. His dick twitched underneath you as he thrusted against you, tightly gripping your waist down against him. You cried out in pleasure. It almost seemed like he wanted this even more than you did. Your hands moved down his chest to the bottom of his shirt to pull it off. He raised his arms to let you take it off and throw it to the side. You grabbed his wrists and held them to your chest. “Take mine off too,” you whispered. You threw off your sweater, allowing his shaking hands to pull the bottom of your dress all the way up slowly, revealing your panties, then bra. He gasped quietly at the sight of your body, staring at you with adoring wide eyes. His hands were already on your hips. His fingers twitched as he swallowed thickly. “You can touch me however you want,” you said.
“Are you sure?” Klitz’s eyes were darting up and down. You’ve never seen his face so red.
“Mhm, you’re the only one I wanna do this with…” you whispered to him, staring into his eyes dreamily. Your hand gently grabbed his hand, and guided it up your body. “Do you want to?”
“Yes,” he sighed, almost in relief. His hands moved up your sides to cup your breasts. He gripped them firmly, making you whimper before he began fondling them. “Oh my god, you’re so beautiful,” he said softly as he stared at your chest in awe, admiring the weight of your breasts in his hands. He moaned just from the feeling of touching you, before bringing his face between them and licking the skin of your breast. His dick twitched under you as he kneaded your tits against his face. You pulled down your bra to reveal your nipples, allowing him to suck on one of them before you even got the chance to fully remove it. He moaned “thank you,” against your breast as he pulled you closer. His mouth hung open as his tongue licked around your nipple, then quickly descended his lips to your areola, sucking on it. His mouth was wide open as his teeth grazed your sensitive skin. His tongue moved in circles as needily sucked your tit. He looked like he was in heaven.
“Such a sweet boy…” you cooed at him, making him whine unexpectedly loudly in response. His cock was strained against his pants, and you could feel it. “Oh, you really like being submissive, don’t you?” You tease him. It was strange, you thought you knew everything about Klitz, but you were a little surprised at his submissiveness. He looked up at you, doe-eyed.
“Uh- uhm, is that okay?” his body was shaking as you leaned up against him.
“I like it a lot. I- I’ve kinda always fantasized about you being this,” you admitted while averting your eyes, feeling overwhelmed by how cute he looked. His face was bright red.
“Like what, exactly?” he asked nervously. His hands were still feeling your chest, lightly groping your soft skin.
“I often think about… you being all cute and submissive like this. I kinda want to dominate you,” you say in the most gentle way possible, hoping you don’t scare him away by asking for too much.
Klitz shutters at your words, almost shocked at what you’re asking for. “P-please, I want that,” he says quietly with a deep, gentle voice.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” you hold his face with your hands, making him look up at you. His eyes are wide with admiration, and he leans forward with wanting.
“Mmh, I want- I want to… eat you out… please,” he stuttered, completely embarrassed. His cheeks felt hot against your hands.
You chuckled, “I can do you one better,” you ushered him to lay on his back. He did as you told before awaiting your instruction. “You wanna sixty-nine?” your hand was caressing his chest ever so softly, as you felt it rise with him gasping at what you said.
“Yes- yes, please,” he begged eagerly.
“You want me to sit on your face? I wanna make a mess all over your pretty mouth,” you teased him, making him whimper sweetly. You gave him a kiss and giggled at what a flustered mess he’d become, before you slowly removed his glasses, and left them on the side table. This was the first time you had seen him without them, and his eyes looked bigger than usual. You gave him a quick kiss on the lips before climbing over him, positioning your ass over his face. You rested your body on his, and he moaned when he felt your tits pressed up against his bare stomach. He was eager to pull your panties down, exposing your wet pussy and ass right in front of his face. You took them all the way off to get them out of the way, and tossed them aside. Slowly, you start undoing his belt, then pants zipper. You pulled them down, exposing his bulge in his underwear. You were taken aback, because it seemed ridiculously huge. You pulled his underwear down finally, leaving his cock to spring out, nearly slapping against his stomach. You had to hold yourself back from gasping at its size. You weren’t just thinking this to flatter him, you genuinely have never seen a penis this big before.
“Is everything alright?” Klitz asked, able to tell you were thrown off about something.
“Yeah, I’m just a little shocked… seeing your dick after knowing you all these years.”
“Do you not like it?” he asked sadly.
“No! That's not it. I’m just- your dick is just really huge, man,” you tell him so he won’t think you’re putting him down, but you still felt insanely awkward admitting it.
“Oh,” he blushed deeply, “I guess it is… do you think I’ll be too big for you?” he asked in a whisper with concern.
“I’m not sure,” it was hard for you to think while looking at his massive dick. Imagining how the ridges of it would feel rubbing against your inner walls, and the girth of his dick perfectly hitting your g-spot. “-but I still wanna try.”
“We’ll take it slow, okay? I don’t wanna hurt you, so please tell me if it’s too much,” he said so sweetly, you wanted to cry.
“Thank you… is it bad that I feel a bit weird about us seeing each other like this? It’s not bad– it’s really good, actually– but it feels strange that I like seeing you naked so much,” you asked somewhat awkwardly.
He blushed intensely, looking down. “I… I get what you're saying. I never thought I’d get this close with you. Now that we’re getting naked together… It feels unreal,” he said shakily.
He was right. In your current state, it was difficult to tell if all of this was even real. Even though you had sobered up, your exhaustion made you feel loopy. You wanted to convince yourself it was a dream, so you could enjoy it to the fullest without worrying about the aftermath, but deep down you truly wanted this to be real. Your hand caressed his cheek, moving his face toward you so you could look into his eyes. He squinted at you, trying to see you clearly, making you feel bad for taking off his glasses earlier. “I feel like it’s too good to be true,” you say softly, “but I’m afraid an anvil will fall soon after…”
“I won’t let that happen. You’re not a hookup. You’re my friend. Nothing we do tonight will change that…” he reassured in a gentle tone.
You grin in delight at what he says, and he smiles back. “You’re right, Klitz. I’m glad we feel the same… so uh… should we pick up where we left off?” You change the subject with very little grace.
“Yes, please,” he responded immediately. You lowered yourself onto his face, allowing his lips to reach your pussy. His hands were quick to grab your ass, pulling you into the right position. He began to make out with your pussy, kissing your clit and swirling his tongue around it. He moaned against your pussy once you made contact with his cock, and you felt the vibration resonate throughout your body. While he worked on pleasuring you, you began licking the tip of his cock while you slowly stroked it. You pushed it into your mouth, feeling overwhelmed by its size. Your head began slowly bobbing up and down on his length, but you could only fit about less than half of it until it reached the back of your throat. It was heavy on your tongue as it dragged along the shaft, tasting like sweat. He was moaning viscerally against your body as you began sucking him off fast, making you whimper. His hips were thrusting into your mouth, fucking your throat. You were drooling on his cock with your eyes rolling back, letting him overstimulate all of your senses. He pulled you by your hips, making you put nearly all of your body weight on his face. His noises were guttural as he suffocated himself in your pussy and ass. He sucked on your pussy as you could feel his nose pushing against your entrance. Your squeals were muffled with his cock in your mouth. You began to ride his face, and he was nearly crying out in ecstasy. His tongue was buried in your pussy, licking around it and lapping up your fluids. He was making out with your pussy as he tightly gripped your ass. You pulled yourself off his dick to catch your breath, and he whined as your lips dragged up until they popped off.
Klitz pulled his face away from you, gasping for air. His hands were gripping the fat of your inner thighs, spreading them so he could stare at your dripping pussy. His thumb caressed the inner folds as he noticed how swollen and red your clit had become. He finally took notice of your heavy breath and shaking legs. “Are… you okay?” he asked sweetly.
“Yeah I just feel a little overwhelmed…” you choked out, finding it difficult to say. It was good, and you wanted to like it, but you felt a lump forming in your throat. Carefully, he held you by your waist and helped you crawl off of him, and turn around to face him once again. You were shocked to see his face, which was drenched and completely flushed. His hair was a complete mess, and he pushed it back completely, exposing his entire, usually obscured face. A pit in your stomach formed as you realized your perception of him has just completely changed.
“We can stop if you-”
“No!- no, I just need a breather,” you cut him off. You didn’t want to stop, and if your bodies permitted, you would go all night just to be with him as much as possible.
“Take all the time you need,” he brought his arms around you, wanting to pull you in close. You let him, and laid down in the spot next to him, laying your head on his shoulder with his arms wrapped around you. You turned your body towards him so you could look at him face-to-face. He smiled gently at you with warm, loving eyes. You smiled back, causing him to grin.
“This is nice… I like it better when I can see your face,” you whispered bashfully. Being so close to him, there was no need to speak any louder.
“Mhm, I love seeing your pretty face,” he whispered back, and it turned you on all over again. You threw your leg over his side, and pulled yourself as close as you could. Eagerly, you grabbed his face and began making out with him again. He pushed back, making him the one kissing you, and he desperately moved in and out of the kiss as he held you tightly. “Oh my god, you’re so perfect,” he whispered gruffly against your lips before going back into the kiss, moaning as his tongue penetrated past your lips. He made out with you feverishly as he started humping you. Your hips moved in sync with him, grinding your clit against the edge of his dick. You wanted to just lay there and hump him for hours. Just let him rub his cock against you desperately until the both of you pathetically cum all over each other over and over again. You felt yourself ready to finish already, just hearing his whiny moans and knowing how desperate he was for you. It didn’t take much longer for you to be squealing against his lips as your body twitched and shook against his. You were crying out his name as your pussy throbbed against his cock.
“Did I… did I make you cum?” he whispered breathlessly as you panted in his arms. You nodded, and you heard him gasp a little. “Oh wow…” he stared off dumbfoundedly as you began placing sweet kisses on his cheek.
“I- I wanna make you cum too,” you whined. You felt his heart rate increase and his arms shudder as he pressed his face into your hair.
“Please fuck me,” he begged, “I wanna be inside you.” In your desperate state, you immediately reached down to grab his dick, which was already up against your pussy. You lined it up with your entrance and tried your best to sink onto it, but you quickly realized how daunting the task was. You yelped as you felt yourself being stretched by his size, and he held you tightly in his arms as he pressed his cheek against yours. “You okay?” he asked, breathlessly. You replied with a soft ‘mhm,’ to which he responded, “just tell me if you want me to stop, okay, honey?” You squeal slightly at his sweetness, then again at his hips pressing his cock into you. He groaned into your ear as you eagerly let him in as deep as he pleased. He began thrusting shallowly, allowing you to adjust to the stretch.
“Mmh, please, deeper,” you whimpered, aching for more of him. He grabbed your hips, pushing you deeper onto him until he hit the back of your cervix. You dug your fingernails into his back as you cried from the sensation of being so full of him.
“Oh my god, oh my god- fuck, I won’t last, you’re squeezing so tight,” he moaned as his dick twitched inside of you. Your hips bucked onto him. You thought about the possibility of him coming inside accidentally, and deep down you wanted it to happen. Your better judgment figured it wouldn’t be a good thing. Your mind went numb when he began to pick up the pace. You wanted to cry at how overwhelmed you felt. All you could do was babble and moan against his ear as he rammed into you.
“Ah- ah- fuck, please- don’t stop,” you cried, then being met with Klitz’s lips being shoved into yours, making you swallow his moans with his tongue tasting yours. His hands grabbed your face, keeping you in the kiss. You arched your back, pushing your chest up against his, and allowing yourself to ride him.
“Fuck, I can’t, I’m gonna cum- you’re gonna make me cum,” he strained is voice, squeezing his eyes shut. He grabbed your hips firmly to make you stop, but you couldn’t help your pussy still throbbing and convulsing around him. You were trying to hold back your second orgasm, but ultimately failed the second he moved his hips again. You instantly clamped down on him, screaming in pleasure. He cried out, saying “shit shit shit shit,” as he pulled himself out as quickly as possible and came all over your stomach. You rode out your orgasms together, tightly embracing one another. The two of you laid silently, panting heavily together.
“Are you- are you okay?” he stuttered, caressing the back of your head.
You giggled softly, completely exhausted, “you were sooooo good Klitzy,” you dote over him, kissing his cheek. He giggled back in response, giving you a kiss on the lips.
“You’re amazing,” he whispered, cuddling you tightly. You felt yourself dozing off as his hand caressed your head. Any worry you had lingering in your mind earlier had disappeared, and the only thing in the world that mattered was him as you fell asleep to the feeling of his heartbeat.
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Hours later you’re woken up by the loud, creaky apartment door swinging open. You freak out, remembering being naked, but you notice being under a blanket, with Klitz’s arm wrapped around you. Eli, who you’d forgotten about at this point, stumbled through the door before slamming it shut. He flicks the lights on, causing Klitz to wake up as well. In the light, you can now see how fucked up and terrible Eli looked.
“Hey guys, I’m just gonna crash here, don’t mind me,” he said before throwing his body onto the end of the sofa bed, but bouncing off and falling on the floor with a loud thud. He didn’t get up, and you assumed he had passed out.
Klitz sighed, “well, looks like we can move to the main bed.” The two of you got up, and he grabbed Eli by the under arms and threw him onto the sofa, seemingly not weighing much.
Pairing: Klitz + Eli x GN!Reader (romantic/sexual)
Word Count: 312
Tags: SMUT, small sub/dom, pegging, porn, oral sex (either receiving), penetrative sex, masturbation, cuddling, small fluff at the end, slight genital mention but I tried to keep it nonspecific
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-Klitz and Eli were both virgins when you met so you definitely took the lead during sex at first
-As you guys all spent more time together, they definitely got a taste for you being submissive
-But honestly, look at those boys, they love being dominated. I can tell you love pegging/fucking the shit outta them
-Since he watches so much porn, Eli is the one that often suggests positions and new things to try
-He’s super up for it in theory, but totally gets embarrassed when you’re all actually doing it
-Klitz is super vocal, like, no shame whatsoever. He’s feeling good and he’ll let everyone know
-Eli is pretty quiet though. In his porn, guys don’t make a lot of noise so that’s what he thinks you and Klitz expect
-You guys have a lot of sex one-on-one, but when you all have the energy, you have a threesome
-You all have the energy a lot, you’re teenagers, it’s your job to be horny all the time
-Eli definitely has a huge thing for mutual masturbation, he loves jerking off, so, naturally, he loves jerking off with his partners
-Klitz loves oral, whether it’s giving or receiving. He just loves all of the things that can be done with your mouth
-Their go-to position is you giving one of them head while the other penetrates you from behind, it’s just a pretty easy position for everybody
-But like I said before, Eli loves trying out new positions. Some of them are duds, but he has a lot of luck with finding ones that actually feel good
-After you guys have sex, you all just chill around naked for a while, maybe cuddle while watching some TV
-When you guys cuddle afterward, Eli definitely prefers being the little spoon and Klitz is fine being either, he just loves cuddling in general
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A/N: Hoped you guys like it. Smut is definitely not my strong suit but it's something I keep in my fanfiction arsenal. I also feel we definitely need more Klitz/Eli/Reader on this site, for the life of me, I've found like 5 fics across this whole site >:(
The Birds and the Bees: Part 1 (Timothy Klitz X Reader)
Part 2
Summary: You are a bit of a failure and a hot mess. You have no social life, but you're lucky enough to be invited to your very first college party, despite being a social reject. You end up running into some guys you went to high school with, and it's extremely awkward.
Content: Friends to lovers. Eli acts weird and pervy as per usual. Reader is approached by a creepy guy for a second.
Y/N is referred to in second person as you/yours, but is referred to with feminine terminology, and is written to have AFAB genitalia in part 2 which includes smut.
College fucking sucks. You knew it wouldn’t be a walk in the park, but you always thought, at the very least, you could finally catch a break. A break from all the bullshit social pressures of high school, the need to be conscious of how your peers perceived you, and the desire for approval. None of that ever went away, it only got worse. High school never ended. You felt like a zombie going through the motions everyday. Sometimes you’d strike up conversations with somebody, maybe feel a connection, but a week later never speak again. Your social life was nonexistent, and all you did was wake up, commute, go to class, commute, then go to sleep.
There were often times you’d fantasize about finding the perfect friend group who’d include you in various fun escapades. Maybe they’d invite you to parties where you’d actually feel welcome. You did have acquaintances who you’d talk with briefly, and they apparently were all in the same friend group. You didn’t exactly feel included, but they’d sometimes invite you along on outings that you’d almost always decline because you thought it was a setup for some nasty joke. One time you were weak and gave in. You figured going to a party full of strangers would suck, but goddamnit, you just wanted to try something new for once.
You always thought house parties only existed in movies, but it was more believable being a college thing rather than a high school thing. Come to think of it, all throughout high school you felt like a child, and you only started feeling like an adult around age 19. Maybe that fact was the reason why you felt like you couldn’t fit in at college. Your social skills were severely underdeveloped.
This house party in particular wasn’t like the movies. It was chill, and everyone seemed to be lounging around with blunts and an array of alcoholic beverages while music blasted over the speakers. There was a group of girls drunkenly talking loudly over some juicy gossip, and there was at least one couple making out on a couch. Whoever’s house this was took the time to even set up LED mood lighting. It wasn’t that bad at all. You felt embarrassed that you took the effort to wear a dress, even though it was just a casual, plain black dress. You figured you’d end up feeling insecure, so you brought a zip-up hoodie to wear over it.
You sat on the couch, and a girl you recognized greeted you with half lidded eyes and a lazy voice. She passed you a beer can, then giggled at your wide eyed, confused expression. You already felt extremely embarrassed. You decided to down the can as fast as you could, hoping to get yourself tipsy so you’d stop feeling so damn anxious. You made your way to the kitchen counter, hoping to find a drink that would sufficiently ease your nerves.
Fuck it. You’ll do some vodka shots.
It felt like a hard punch in the throat, but it left you feeling so funny. You could hear some guys around you laugh at the faces you made in reaction to the vodka, but you couldn’t give less of a shit. You had drink after drink, drowning out your senses. You felt dizzy and needed to lay down. You shuffled your feet around the house, looking for somewhere to lay. The vibrations from the bassy speakers made your head pound, and you groaned to yourself as you slumped around. Finally, you threw yourself onto a couch, closing your eyes. Your head hit something, but you just stayed there and let out a huge sigh as your hands covered your face to block out the obnoxious red lights.
“Where the fuck did this chick come from?” You heard some guy say as you looked up. His eyes were wide as if he’s never seen a woman before in his life. Suddenly, the couch moved underneath your head.
“Uh… I don’t know. She kinda just laid here and I don’t know why…” you heard a voice come from directly above you. You froze as you realized you just slammed your head into a stranger’s lap. You sat up quickly, leading you to butt your head into the person’s nose.
“Fuck! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! It was an accident!” You exclaimed as you held your head in your hands, having another reason for a headache.
“What? You head butting me or you cuddling up on me?” He held his nose and scrunched his face.
“Uh… both I guess?” You squint your eyes as you try to piece together words in this state.
“Fuck man, we just got here and you already got bitches on your dick?” The other guy said in the nerdiest, whitest voice you ever heard come out of anyone.
“No, she was clearly just trying to lay down,” the boy on the couch said relatively calmly in response. You didn’t know why but he looked really familiar, but you couldn’t put your finger on it.
“Klitz, her head was basically on your dick.” The other one grinned like a doofus.
Suddenly it hit you. It was Timothy Klitz from high school, and you just happened to run into him at this random college party. He looked pretty much the same as back then, but his hair had grown past shoulder length and he no longer had those bowl cut bangs. You’d like to think you and him were friends, but being extremely insecure back then made it confusing. Back in those days, the two of you were often placed in the same classes. You were both the kids that usually nobody wanted to partner up with (unless Klitz was lucky enough to have one of his only two friends in the class), so teachers would make you two work together. He was a really nice kid, he could tell you had a really hard time socializing, so he’d sometimes sit with you at lunch or even offer to hang out with his friends (which you tended to avoid because they were pretty weird). You remembered the one time you asked him to help you study for a test, and he invited you to his house. That was when you realized you had a crush on him, because you were so flustered about being home alone with him that you couldn’t remember anything you went over together. Afterward you grew distant from him and struggled to even talk to him. Your biggest regret was at graduation, he asked to exchange numbers with you, and not even a month later you lost the paper before you could put the number in your phone. You felt like such an idiot, but now you were face to face with him again and had to confront these feelings you had suppressed for so long.
You tried to come up with how to formally greet him after this fiasco encounter. After a solid minute of silence, the best you could come up with was a meek, “it’s nice to see you again, Klitz.”
Klitz stared down at you in response, eyebrows raised, trying to remember where he knew you from. “Oh! (Y/N), I can’t believe I didn’t recognize you,” his eyes went wide when he finally remembered.
“You didn’t recognize her cuz she got wayyy hot. Wasn't she that girl with the frizzy hair and glasses that gave you the cold shoulder? Yeah she grew up,” his friend, who you now know to be Eli, rambled as drunken idiots often do. Nothing he said shocked you. You completely remember him being the reason you avoided Klitz’s friends. You didn’t hate him per say, he was just so loud and weird and perverted. You however did accept the backhanded compliment with a nervous laugh.
“Hi Eli,” you said out of politeness.
“Heyyy you got a boyfriend?” he slurred.
“Okay! Bye Eli!” Klitz passive aggressively said as he got up to push him away. In response Eli started slap fighting him like a cat.
“Relax bro, you can have her. Just remember your training,” he put his hands on his shoulders as he whispered loudly to him. He then kissed his cheek aggressively and skipped away, flapping his arms, saying, “love ya Klitzy! Bye!”
You stared off at the weirdo making his exit. Klitz sighed, slumping in his seat as he put his hand to his forehead. “I’m really sorry about him.”
“Nah, it’s fine. He’s… kinda cute?” you giggled. Yeah you thought he was a little cute and funny, but you were mostly saying this just to see how Klitz would react.
His face scrunched in confusion, “on what planet?”
“Well… not as cute as you, for sure,” you said trying to sound honest but joke-y at the same time, which in retrospect is impossible.
He laughed, “again, on what planet?”
“This one,” you said more aggressively than you intended.
Klitz didn’t respond, he just took slow, awkward sips from his cup. You felt insecure, like you completely failed at your first attempt at initiating flirting. Sitting in silence makes you realize how bad your headache has gotten. More people had arrived, and there were so many loud voices on top of the loud music. You leaned your head back against the couch and rubbed your eyes. People were crowding the area and bumping into the couch, even further disturbing you. You felt overwhelmed and contemplated leaving. You started getting up off the couch.
“Where are you going?” Klitz asked, startling you because you assumed he wouldn’t even notice you leaving.
“Oh… I’m not really feeling good, I need to get some air.”
“I can take you to the backyard, so those frat boys who just showed up don’t bother you…” he said monotonously. It definitely seemed like if he were sober he would’ve definitely not asked that.
“Okay…” you took his hand instinctively, even though he wasn’t offering it. Despite that, he held on to your hand and led you out the sliding glass doors. You dragged behind him as you looked up at his face, which was looking forward. On the way out you bumped into several people, one of which cussed you out.
The backyard was empty besides one person sitting on one of the lawn chairs having a smoke. Beyond the back porch were a small grassy field full of dandelion puffs and old overgrown trees. There were cups and bottles on the ground from party goers. Over the porch were warmly lit wall sconces and fairy lights. The two of you sat on a wooden bench against the wall.
“Hey, I just wanna say sorry for, uh, never calling. Like, I asked for your number and all and I kept putting it off,” he cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head, basically doing anything to avoid direct confrontation. You thought he just didn’t care enough to reach out, and even after hearing him say that you found it hard to believe.
“It's fine. I mean, we’re in college now. You probably have a really busy social life on top of school,” you said with a sour expression, trying to sound understanding.
Klitz scoffed, “what social life? Only person I talk to these days is that douche back there cuz we’re roommates. Our other friend, Matt, is too busy with his fancy school and girlfriend to give a crap about either of us. So honestly, I was really happy to run into an old friend tonight.” He gave a tight lipped smile and looked back into your eyes.
“I feel the same way. You were so nice to me back then…” you looked down at your lap as you felt his eyes burning into you.
“Well, I wanted to help you out because we were one in the same. We were both picked last for everything, so I wanted to have your back, since I know how bad it feels. But… I know I kinda annoyed you back then.”
“What do you mean?” you asked.
“At some point you kinda just stopped talking to me. Maybe I did something stupid and didn’t realize it, but it’s fine it’s not that big a deal,” he grinned nervously as he tried his best not to make you feel bad. Your heart sank when you realized that all this time he did, in fact, care. Even worse, you made him feel like shit because of what you did.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered, “I never meant to stop talking to you. It just happened. I just…” you trailed off.
Klitz was bending forward to get his head to your level, but in doing so all you could focus on was how he was getting closer. “It’s okay if you forgot about me. I’m not exactly the most memorable guy,” he didn’t mean to sound it, but his tone was incredibly sad.
You frowned, “I remembered you… I actually thought about you a lot. I still do,” your face grew even hotter. Even though you’d rather die than confess your feelings to him, you figured you might as well while you’re still kinda drunk.
His breathing hitched, growing more tense. “What do you think about me?”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“No,” he said stiffly. He shifted in his seat as he grew more nervous, but he didn’t move away from you.
You didn’t notice that you were inching closer to him.You started to feel his shaking, hot breath against your face. Your eyes were darting back and forth between his eyes and lips. In an extremely bold move, you swept his hair away from his face to get a better look at him. “Klitz, do you have a girlfriend?”
He rapidly shook his head in response, not breaking eye contact.
“Do you like me?” your eyes burned as they stared into his, pleading for him to say yes. He looked away and held his fist to his mouth. His face turned bright pink to match the drunken redness of his nose. He cleared his throat as you could hear your heart beating in your ears.
“I do,” his voice cracked, “I always thought you were really pretty,” he said innocently as he looked back into your eyes.
The backyard lights reflected in his eyes made you want to cry. You couldn’t believe what he said, and thousands of possibilities flashed in your mind. In that moment he was the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen, and knowing that he felt a similar way made you feel like you were more than enough.
“I should’ve told you,” you wanted to cry in shame, “I was so scared that you didn’t like me back, so I tried to forget about you. I just couldn’t.”
“Why wouldn’t I like you back? You were a beautiful girl and I was just some ugly nerd,” he reluctantly put his hand on your upper back, trying to be comforting, but worried about coming off as inappropriate.
“Please, I looked like a geeky 12 year old all throughout high school. You were always so kind and smart and cute. Yeah, some guys had tons of girls chasing them, but you were the hottest guy to me.” You wanted to throw up from opening up all these extremely repressed feelings, but you couldn't just sit there and let him think he was just some ugly bastard.
“Uh… even though I had that ugly haircut?” He was trying really hard not to get too flustered, but he was already grinning like an idiot.
“I thought it was cute! It gave you character,” you giggled, “but I like your hair now too.”
Suddenly, the door slid open, and a group of people poured into the backyard. They were loud, obnoxious, and wasted. You tensed up as they bustled past you, a good amount of them were brushing past your knees. Some drunk guy decided to stand directly in front of you and lean his elbow against the wall as he hung his head. His crotch was directly in your face and it made you extremely uncomfortable. You looked up at him for a second and looked back down. For some reason, he took that as an invitation to try talking to you.
“Y’from around here?” is what it sounded like he said, but he was mumbling and slurring his words. None of the guys standing around you noticed or cared about what was going on. You decided not to acknowledge him, and you heard him slam his fist against the wall. You froze completely.
Feeling a hand grab yours, you looked over and saw Klitz saying “lets go. Now.” He dragged you off the bench, away from the drunk guy. As you got up with Klitz, you heard the guy say “fuckin’ bitch,” before the door closed behind you. The inside of the house was packed. You had no idea the party was gonna get this crazy. You were still frozen, and the only anchor you had to reality at the moment was his hand. Trying to get to the front door felt like walking through an endless maze. Once the two of you left the house, you finally took a deep breath.
“Are you okay?” Klitz asked. You couldn’t answer. You just started crying. Your hand was still holding his, so you pulled him into a hug. Your face was buried in his shoulder as he patted your back. He let out a gentle sigh.
“I wanna go home,” you weeped, as tears and boogers began staining his shirt collar.
“It’s okay, I’ll walk you home,” he shushed you like a baby. He definitely wasn't the best at comforting you, but you appreciated the effort.
“I- I… I live an hour away and I got here on the train…” you sobbed pathetically. Before you got to the party you thought you’d have no problem getting home. But now it’s 1 AM and you have no idea if you’ll be safe.
“That's fine! You can crash at our place,” he assured. You looked up at him slowly, and he looked away bashfully. “I mean, we have a pull out couch. You can sleep on that, and I’ll just share the main bed with Eli,” he explained, desperately trying not to sound creepy.
Your face grew hot. There was so much you wanted to say, but all you could was “yeah, I’d appreciate that.”
Description: Klitz brings Y/N out to a park for a nighttime hangout. Y/N soon questions why Klitz chose this park specifically.
Tags: slight fluff, first kiss, embarrassed Klitz, Klitz's first name, confession, light language
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The sun had set a couple of hours ago. Darkness covered the park in a blanket of obscurity. Sitting on top of the play structure, you and Klitz said nothing. You didn’t feel the need to say anything and neither did he. Comfortable silences were not uncommon between you two, you liked that about your friendship.
You would steal occasional glances over to Klitz, but each time you looked, he was just staring into the dark sky, not looking at anything in particular. For a reason you knew very well, this troubled you. You didn’t want Klitz to look at the sky, you wanted him to look at you.
“Is there any reason you wanted to come here in particular, Klitzy? I know it’s close, but so are, like, five other parks,” you said, trying to break the quiet as gently as you could. Klitz had suggested you come here to watch the sunset, not just to a park, but this one.
Klitz looked at you, eyebrows raised calmly.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he responded. “Yeah, I guess it’s just close.” You could tell he was lying. Klitz had a tell that you had quickly learned to identify. He would look down at his hands and slightly clench his fists before he lied to you. His lying about something so small bothered you.
“Is that so,” you replied, a slight questioning tone in your voice.
He did it again. “Yep, it’s just close.” You took a deep breath. If he doubled down, you knew it had to be juicy, but you also could tell he was a little embarrassed. You and Klitz had been friends since you were in diapers, so the fact he was doing this was weird. A small idea tickled the back of your brain, it was stupid, but you were also shit out of ideas.
You stood up from your sitting position and hopped off the play structure. Klitz looked a little surprised at your sudden movement but didn’t say anything. You then started to slowly walk around the playground, keeping a close eye on Klitz’s face. Your steps were long, but they were slow. You kept an eye on Klitz’s reactions as you moved around the park.
As you made your way towards the monkey bars, Klitz’s expression changed slightly. He looked down at his face and, even though you couldn’t see the color, his posture gave away his blush. You then walked up to them and sat next to the ladder. You motioned your head to beckon over Klitz. He visibly sighed but got up to join you. He walked a little reluctantly and sat on the opposite side of the monkey bars.
You smiled at him, an air of mischief on your face.
“So, Klitz, why this park?” You looked at Klitz expectantly, and he huffed at you. He now knew how easily you had read him, just how quickly you had picked up what he was desperately trying to hide.
“It’s kinda embarrassing,” he muttered, his arms crossed over his chest. You stood slightly and then sat directly across from him.
“Now you can whisper,” you whispered to him, a big smile on your face. Klitz couldn’t hold back his laughter at the sight of you.
“Ok, ok,” he surrendered. “You asked for it.” He adjusted his glasses nervously, and you could now see the blush in his cheeks. He looked up at the monkey bars with nostalgia in his eyes.
“One time, when we were five, our parents brought us here.” You looked at him, expectant curiosity on your face. You tried to conjure up a memory like that, but nothing appeared.
“We were sitting and talking under the monkey bars, and our moms ran back to the car to get a bottle of water, or something, I can’t remember.” He laughed a little. “As soon as they had gone far enough away, you turned to me, and…you kissed me.”
Now it was your turn to blush. Klitz had brought you to a park where you had kissed him when you were five. That sentence was all you needed to piece things together.
“I guess some stupid part of me thought bringing you here would,” Klitz sighed a little. “That it would make you wanna kiss me again.” As that last part entered your brain, you leaned towards Klitz and closed the gap between you.
It was a small kiss, your lips met him and you sat there for a second. He leaned back in surprise but you followed him. Before long, he leaned forward again, into you. After a couple of seconds, you pulled away.
“Something like that,” you asked. Klitz’s face was bright red and his glasses had slid down his nose.
“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to put any pressure on you, it was a stupid thing to-” You put your finger to Klitz’s lips to silence him.
“You didn’t pressure me, doofus. It just wasn’t a bad idea is all,” you said confidently, it felt nice to look like the cool one in this situation.
Inside though, you were screaming. You had wanted your first kiss with Klitz to be a little more special than in the middle of a park. You had liked Klitz since middle school, and this is how you showed it? However, the more you thought about it, the more special it felt. A park from your childhood under the stars, and Klitz, who looked just as flustered as you felt.
The blushing boy before you had never looked more beautiful. The light of the moon lit up his face as he looked at you with such intense emotion burning in his eyes. He smiled slightly as he parted his lips to speak.
“I really like you, Y/N,” he said, shrinking the gap between your faces as he got closer to you. The way he looked at your lips expectantly screamed at you that he wanted you to kiss him again.
“I think I feel the same way, Tim,” you smiled, resting your lips on his once more.
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A/N: I was so excited to write for Klitz! I'm in the middle of my Paul Dano phase right now, so I'm simping hard rn. Also, if you can't tell by this fic and the last one, I'm enamored with dates under the stars, nighttime is just so nice :)
Pairing: Eli Brooks x Tim Klitz x GN!Reader (romantic)
Word count: 1263
Description: Eli, Klitz, and Y/N all sit down for a movie date at Y/N's house
Tags: fluffy, date night, cuddling, sleeping, teen boys are weird
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Earlier that day, you had taken it upon yourself to invite Eli and Klitz over for a date night. With studying for finals and the general stress of approaching the end of high school, you could tell both of them needed a break. Before the two of them came over, you made a trip to the grocery store to acquire some snacks and other essentials. You got a couple of six-packs of soda, a box of microwave popcorn with the most butter you could find, three packs of different candies, and picked up a copy of Ghostbusters from the Redbox.
You shoved all of it in a reusable bag at the checkout and brought it back to your car. Even though you had a couple of hours before the date, you still sped home, mostly because you liked the feeling of going fast. When you got back home, you did your best to make sure the house was ready, so a slight cleaning and just making sure the place didn’t smell like trash. You popped the disc into the player to make sure the copy was actually good. When you ensured it was, you left the disc inside so it would be ready to play. You stuck the soda in the fridge and left a couple of packets of popcorn and the candy out on the counter. At that point, all you had to do was wait.
As you waited for the doorbell to ring, you tuned the TV to MTV and layed across the couch, half watching the screen. Nothing you particularly liked was on right now, so it mostly acted as background noise. At 6:00, the doorbell rang. You got up from the couch, turned off the TV, straightened the blankets quickly, and answered the door. Outside stood Klitz and Eli, talking as they were waiting.
“‘Sup losers,” you greeted, leaning against the doorframe.
“Hey Y/N,” Klitz said with a smile.
“How’s it goin’ babe,” Eli said in a flirty voice.
“Shut up and come inside, both of you,” you said, retreating into the house.
Klitz chuckled at your reaction to Eli’s tone and entered the house.
“It’s smells like lavender in here,” Klitz said with a suspicious voice. “Did you clean for us!” He laughed.
“Not at all, it just smells like this all the time because I’m civilized,” you said with a sarcastic voice.
“What exactly are you implying?” Eli added.
“I’m not sure, maybe just that neither of you has heard of cleaning in your lives,” you replied with a smirk.
“Is that why you invited us over, to burn the shit out of us?” Eli asked. You nodded, smiling.
“Now come on. I didn’t rent Ghostbusters for nothing,” you said, walking into the living room. Eli and Klitz’s faces lit up as they followed you quickly.
“I’m gonna whip up some popcorn, don’t burn down the living room while I’m gone,” you said, ruffling their hair as you disappeared into the kitchen.
You grabbed a packet of popcorn and pulled it out of the plastic wrapping. You glanced at the instructions, not really reading them. Instead, you just threw it in the microwave and pressed the popcorn button.
“If this burns, I’m moving,” you joked loud enough for Klitz and Eli to hear.
“Understandable reaction,” Klitz said.
“I’d miss you but I’d get it,” Eli added. You listened to the popping until it slowed to a point you felt comfortable taking it out. You grabbed the bag from the microwave, holding it by the hot edges. Reaching into one of your drawers, you grabbed a large bowl and dumped the bag into it.
When you walked back into the living room, you sawKlitz sticking his foot into Eli’s face, who desperately tried to lean back as Klitz pinned him with his hips.
“I might argue this is worse than burning down the living room, whatever this is,” you said, approaching the couch.
“It’s one million times worse,” Eli whined, trying to push Klitz back with his hands.
“Scooch,” you said, climbing over the back of the couch to sit between Eli and Klitz. They backed up briefly before resuming fighting on top of you. You leaned forward to put the popcorn on the table and to grab the remote. When you rest back on the couch, Klitz rest his free foot on top of your head.
“This is one hundred percent what I signed up for when I asked you out,” you said and you turned on the TV.
“It definitively is,” Klitz responded, reclining against the arm of the couch. You queued up the DVD and navigated the the menu.
“Get ready, nerds,” you said as you hovered over the play button. The boys quickly fixed their positions and snuggled into you and each other as they waited for you to play the movie. You smiled as they lay over your lap, watching the movie begin. You watched the movie with your usual peaked interest, but also looked down at your boyfriends periodically. It was just as nice seeing them so relaxed and enjoying themselves as it was watching people fight ghosts in the 80’s. You reached down and ran your fingers through their hair as you watched the screen. You could hear Klitz yawn and relax more against you while Eli wrapped one of his arms around your thigh and leaned up into the touch.
As the ending credits played, you could see both boys were on the verge of sleep as the lay on top of you.
“Y’all look ready to pass out,” you joked as you stretched your arms out above your head. They both made incoherent noises of agreement.
“Do you guys just wanna spend the night here tonight?” You asked, looking down at them. Eli nodded. “Come on, we can go up to my room.” Eli stood up and stretched to go up to your room, but you could hear Klitz snoring quietly on your lap. Eli laughed quietly as he noticed too.
“I got him,” you said as you slid your arms under him to pick him up.
“Maybe I should have fallen asleep and you could have picked me up,” Eli smiled, looking at you holding Klitz in your arms.
“Don’t think I could have carried both of you,” you responded as you already struggled with Klitz’s weight. “But if you want your affection, come here.” Eli walked over to you and you pressed a kiss to his lips. You could feel him smile against you.
You and Eli walked up the stairs as Klitz continued to sleep happily against you. When you reached your room, you opened the door and approached the bed. Eli beat you to it and jumped onto his usual spot on the left side. You laughed as he bounced slightly. You walked over to the side of the bed and laid Klitz down in the middle, then you laid on the right side.
“Are we really sleeping in our regular clothes,” Eli whispered.
“I don’t know, are we?” You replied.
“Well, I’m not,” Eli said as he sat up and pulled off his jacket and shirt. You heard his slide off his jeans and lay back on the bed. Your outfit was a little more comfortable, just a t-shirt and sweatpants, so you were fine sleeping in your current outfits.
“‘Night, babe,” you yawned as you settled into your bed. You felt Eli rest his arm across Klitz while his other reached above him and rest on your head.
“Night, sweetheart.”
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A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed! I've been wanting to write more Klitz + Eli so I had fun with this one :) I literally love them
