Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 6

[Morgan’s POV]

"You're sulking~"

Caesar looked over at me, frown deepening even further. "No I'm not."

"You're so sulking." I leaned my head against my palm and smirked. "It's only been a day since you saw him."

He made a thoughtful noise and propped his elbow on our shared desk to mimic my position. "Declan says we can't see him for another day."

"Declan can kiss my ass." I waved off. "Lets just go see him."

"Do you want me to die? Declan would kill us."

"We're his boyfriends. We should be able to see him during his heat."

"Try telling him that." I shivered at even the thought of talking to Declan about Harrison in his heat. Friendship or not, he would surely put his well made muscle to use.

"We should call him then."

Caesar mindlessly tapped his pen against his textbook. "Right now?"

"After class, dummy." The punch he gave me was deserved but I still whined in protest. "You're so mean~ I'm supposed to be your boyfriend."

He ignored me and surprisingly started to actually look over the project we were supposed to be working on. "Do you just wanna work on it with us or someone else too? We can have up to three people."

I leaned closer to eye the paper and he shifted it closer for me. "It might be a lot for just us. We could ask-"

"Are you looking for another partner?!"

I jumped from the loud, abrupt voice behind us and whipped my head around. "Jesus f*****g Christ. Warning next time?"

Some guy stood there, smiling sheepishly and rubbed his neck. "Um, I heard you guys talking. Do you need another partner? I don't really know anyone in this class..."

I glanced over at Caesar but he was looking at the random guy, eyes dull. He didn't say anything so I awkwardly looked back to the guy. "Uh, sure." His eyes lit up before he took the seat behind us.

"Really? Thanks!"

"Sure.."

"Should we exchange numbers? It'll be easier to work out our schedules that way." He was already holding out his phone eagerly so I hesitantly took it and placed my number in, before handing it to Caesar.

I nudged his foot and raised a silent eyebrow. You okay?

He waved me off and handed the phone back to the guy. "I'm Max." He smiled after putting his number in our phones. "You guys are seniors as well, right?"

"Yeah." Caesar answered before I could. "We'll text you the details and when we can meet up, yeah?" He stood up and started gathering his things.

Max looked just as surprised as me, but I quickly started gathering my things as well. Caesar grabbed my arm after throwing a careless wave at him, and pulled me out of the class with him. "What's up with you? You're acting weird."

"Nothing." He denied, finally walking at a normal pace. I watched him for a while before pushing my hair back with a sigh. Whatever, he'll tell me if he wants to.

"Are we going home?"

"Yeah," He glanced at me, "unless you want to go somewhere..?"

"Nah." I laced our fingers together. "I wanna call our baby~"

This brought a small smile to his face, followed by a soft, "yeah."

The walk to our apartment was mostly quiet, he seemed to be deep in thought. Even when we walked through the door and dropped our bags carelessly on the floor, he was pretty quiet. "Hey," I stopped him, "If you don't want to work with him, just tell him. Or I can."

"It's not that." He brushed off but leaned down to peck my lips. "Thanks, though."

I held up my fists. "I'll beat him up if you want. I'll swing the next time we see him, no warning."

He let out a noise of amusement. "Yeah? You'll fight him?"

"For you? Yeah."

"And you'll win? It'd be pretty embarrassing if you didn't, especially with no warning."

"Asshole." I scowled. "Here I am, trying to stick up for my boyfriend and you're doubting my skills."

He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind before we started waddling to our room. "I'm just saying, he looked pretty tall. What're you? 5'6?"

"Huh?! You know I'm not!"

"I don't know, you look pretty short to me."

"That's just because you're tall!" I huffed. "I'm 5'8."

Caesar pushed me down on the bed before crawling on top of me. He didn't seem to be in a mood anymore, small smirk set on his lips. "You and Harrison are the same height." I eyed him distastefully. "It's cute." He insisted after seeing my glare.

"You think anything Harrison does is cute. You think the sun shines out of his ass."

"Doesn't it?"

I rolled my eyes but there was a smile on my face, thinking of my boyfriends. "Uh huh. Are you gonna call him?" My head tilted when he leaned down and started kissing my neck.

"You."

I hummed and reached into his back pocket to grab his phone. He grunted when I squeezed his ass, not being able to help myself. "What's your password?" He lifted his head and tilted the phone so he could do facial recognition to unlock it. "Hm, you hiding something?"

He went back to kissing my neck, lightly sucking behind my ear before dragging his lips down to create another mark. "Yeah."

I scrolled through his contacts before finding Harrison's and smiled at the contact picture of him. Cute. "Is it your wide variety of porn?"

"How'd you know?"

After pressing the facetime button, my other hand slid under Caesar's shirt and started lightly scratching at his back. He made a soft noise, enjoying the sensation.

It took longer than normal but Harrison finally picked up the call. I held the phone away so it wasn't too close to my face but his was nowhere to be seen. "Um, hold on please!"

There was a minute of shuffling before the phone was picked up and his face was in frame. I blinked at his flushed state. His hair was a mess, falling into his eyes even when he blew it away, and his face was tinted a pretty pink.

Hm, is this what he looks like in heat?

"Hi." He propped the phone up on the desk that was connected to his bed and smiled shyly. The angle showed his whole body as he sat on his messy bed, drowning in an oversized sweater. His legs were bare but there was probably a pair of boxers under there. But what if there wasn't?

Pushing the enticing thought away, I grinned at him. "Hey, baby~ How're you feeling?"

He played with the hem of his sweater and hunched his shoulders shyly. "I'm okay, a little tired."

"Yeah? Has your heat been okay?"

One of his ears twitched. Cute. "Mhm, it's mostly over. Declan won't let me leave the house though."

"Good, you shouldn't be."

His cheeks puffed out. "Is Caesar there too?" I angled the phone to Caesar, who finally stopped his attacks on my neck and smiled at Harrison. "Oh." He seemed surprised by our position before smiling back.

"Was it an okay time to call?"

Harrison made a small noise and went red all over again before shoving his hands between his lap cutely. "Yeah."

Caesar shared a look with me before teasingly saying, "Oh? That's good, we didn't want to bother you during your heat."

"You're not!" He insisted quickly. "I missed you."

I want to kiss him.

"We miss you too. You'll be okay tomorrow, right?"

"Mhm! It should be all over." He nodded to himself, causing his hair to flop into his eyes again.

Caesar and Harrison continued to talk while I just watched. Judging from the way he kept playing with the hem of his sweater and his flustered state when he picked up the call, we probably interrupted him while he was touching himself.

If it had been a couple days ago, I probably wouldn't have said anything but since we talked more about pet play, things have been progressing more. He seemed more comfortable with touching, even seeking it out himself.

I internally died every time he grabbed my sleeve and squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for a kiss. He was just too adorable.

That night after we talked more about pet play, nothing really happened. They kissed some before Harrison pulled back and slapped his hands to his cheeks with wide eyes. It startled Caesar and I from the abruptness before he explained he could feel his heat coming.

He even apologized, saying how he should've known from whatever happened to him that morning.

Caesar took him home after that and he's been dealing with his heat since. It's only been a day but it was clear we both were eager to see him again. "Were you playing with yourself?"

Harrison blinked in surprise. "Huh?"

"Before we called," I explained, "were you touching yourself?"

He scratched his cheek, a nervous habit, and nodded slowly. "Yeah."

"You didn't finish, right? You can if you want." He went red, as expected, while Caesar turned his head to look at me. He seemed to like the idea, judging from the way his hand slid under my shirt.

"Um," Harrison shifted on his knees nervously, "it's okay?"

"Of course. We interrupted you."

"Okay." He nodded but didn't move an inch after that, sitting stiff with his hands clenched in his lap.

Caesar let out a puff of amusement. "Do you want some help, pup?"

He chewed at his lip and nodded shyly. "Yes, please."

"That's a nice sweater, you look so cute." Caesar complimented and Harrison instantly smiled. "Why don't you keep it on, hm?"

"Okay." He nodded quickly, early flopping in the process.

"Good boy." I laughed softly when Harrison made a small, happy sound. "Are you wearing anything else?"

He shook his head and grabbed the bottom of the sweater. "Just this." f**k.

"Hm," Caesar hummed, "can you show us?"

Harrison chewed at his lip for a moment before slowly pulling the sweater up to show his erection. His d**k was already hard as it pressed against the soft of his stomach. Oh god, he's so cute everywhere.

I told him just that, and he blushed furiously. "You can touch yourself~ You don't need to be so shy even if it is adorable."

I felt like I was done for when he slowly reached down and wrapped his hand around his d**k with his sweater paws. "It's embarrassing." He admitted softly.

"Hm? Why?"

"Because you're just staring at me."

"Would you feel more comfortable if we did it too? Caesar's been touching me anyway." After angling the phone down, he got a good view of Caesar's hand in my pants.

His lips parted in amazement. "I didn't even know! You have such self control." He nodded to himself.

I laughed and angled the phone back up. "It's because he sucks."

Caesar squeezed my d**k over my boxers, making me his hiss in pain. "Why're you hard then?"

"Because Harrison is just so cute~" He didn't disagree as he unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down. I helped him and kicked them off.

"Um," I brought my attention back to the phone when Harrison hesitantly spoke up, "can you set the phone up? If you can! It's okay if you can't!"

Caesar grabbed the phone since he was still on top of me and set it on the night stand. "Is this good?" The angle didn't fit our whole bodies on frame but he saw what he needed.

I saw him squeeze his c**k softly and nod. He kept looking away from the phone just to look right back after a few seconds. It was obvious he was more than interested but was still a little cautious.

It took a bit of coaxing and Caesar and I to take our clothes off for him to express himself without being conscious of his actions. His legs were spread a little wider now and he was stroking his c**k earnestly.

"You're doing so good." I praised and he let out a breathless pant. "Does it feel good?"

"Uh huh." He nodded deeply. "I like you watching me."

"Yeah? I like you watching me too." He chewed at his lip and watched the phone with hooded eyes.

My stomach tensed when Caesar stopped stroking my c**k and slid his hand down. I looked up to find him already staring at me. "Mm? You wanna f**k?" I asked softly.

"No," he denied, "I just wanna play with you."

I grabbed his hand and dragged it back to my c**k. "Then play with me here."

He smirked and squeezed my c**k. "Alright." I eyed him warily before he was leaning down and pulling me in for a kiss.

My tongue softly brushed his before he was pulling back to properly stroke me. I watched him for a moment before reaching down and aligning our d***s together. "Jerk us both off."

He mumbled something about me being demanding but my attention was drawn back to Harrison when he let out a whimper, followed by a soft moan.

His eyes were squeezed shut as his ears pressed flat against his head. "Are you close, baby?"

His eyes opened and locked with mine. "Sorry, it feels really good." He whined and slowed his hand.

"Why are you sorry?" Caesar asked, now jerking us both off. "We want you to feel good."

"But- but I'm gonna c*m soon."

"Do you want permission?" Harrison chewed at his lip again, tugging at his c**k faster. "Is that it?"

He was panting now, head tilted back against the wall. "I, ah, wanted to c*m with you but it's too hard." He whined cutely. "I'm so close."

"That's okay." Caesar soothed. "I can't focus on you if we came at the same time. You sound so cute, I don't wanna miss your pretty moans when you cum."

Harrison slid his sweater up and bit the hem to make it stay up before running his hand over his chest. He whimpered as his fingers ran over his n****e.

Despite what he said, I didn't feel that far from cumming myself, not with the way Caesar was touching me and the way Harrison touched himself.

Caesar seemed to be focusing more on me than himself, stroking my c**k just the way he knew I liked and running his thumb back and forth against my slit. It was almost too much.

"Can I?"

It was a little mean but, "Can you what?"

Harrison moaned just as his back arched. "Can I c*m please?"

I made a soft noise of pleasure myself and squeezed Caesar's arm. "Mm, you're such a good boy for asking. You c*m whenever you want, baby."

It didn't take long for him to at all, a few more strokes of his d**k and he was cumming. His knees pressed together as his c*m started to coat his fist and lower stomach.

Caesar groaned lowly from the sight as Harrison panted helplessly. He let out a soft whimper when he finally came down from his high and limply let go of his d**k. "Ah!" He suddenly pushed his sweater back down and blinked at the screen. "Was that okay?"

I laughed breathlessly despite myself. "More than okay." He flushed but still smiled, making me want to smother him with kisses.

"Is it okay if I watch?"

"Mhm, you keep your eyes on us, okay?"

He nodded eagerly as I turned back to face Caesar. My hand tangled in his hair before I pulled him down to press our lips together in a messy, open mouthed kiss. He groaned into my mouth and I responded with a moan of my own.

He was steadily rocking against me, making our c***s press together as he stroked them. "I'm close." I uttered against his lips and he hummed in response before nipping at my bottom lip.

It was almost embarrassing how close I felt to cumming, and I'm sure Caesar would tease me about it later but at the moment I couldn't care less.

"Fuck." When I did c*m, it was with a string of curses and my nails digging into his arm. Caesar didn't let up until I was pushing his hand away.

Pressing my hands against his broad chest, I lightly pushed and he seemed to get the message before laying down.

My eyes flicked back to the phone to see Harrison watching with wide, interested eyes. His fists were clenched in his lap as he sat patiently. My lips pulled into a smirk. "Are you still watching?" He nodded quickly. "Keep your eyes on me, pup."

Turning back to Caesar, I bit my lip at the sight of him. He did take good care of me.

"Hold my hair back, 'kay?" That was the only warning I gave him before I dipped my head down and swallowed his c**k whole.

God, I hated giving blowjobs. I was always reminded why I did it though, hearing those sweet sounds fall from his lips made it worth it.

He held my hair back and ran his fingers through the subtle waves. "As much as you hate it," he uttered softly, "you're so good at it." I hummed with a mouth full of d**k, making him groan, and bobbed my head up and down.

He, thankfully, didn't take much longer to reach his orgasm. When he did, he held my hair tightly in his fist and thrusted into my mouth. I even let him push my head down but made a mental note to kill him later.

After he came, I spit it in a tissue he handed me as he patted my cheek in appreciation. I forced him into another open mouthed kiss, solely because he pushed my head down earlier and pulled back with a smirk.

When I looked back to the screen, Harrison's face was a bright red as he cupped his cheeks with those adorable sweater paws. "Wow." He mumbled in fascination.

Next time you see him, I mentally assured myself, smother him with kisses next time.