Make Me Beg [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 7

this chapter switched pov's 3 times sorry lmao. this is why i like writing it 3rd person pov but y'all wanted first 

it goes from rylan, chet, and then to rylan again

Rylan's POV

"He called your d**k cute?" Lucas finally gasped out, having been choking on his laughter since I told him a minute ago. He even slid off the couch during his little fit.

"He called my f*****g d**k cute."

"Dude-" Lucas seemed to think this was the funniest f*****g thing he's ever heard, "I can't believe he called your d**k small to your face."

I bristled. "It's not small."

He found this even funnier. "Alright, Rylan."

"f**k you, it's not."

"Please stop, my stomach hurts. It hurts to laugh."

"You're an asshole. I'm glad you're moving out."

"Awe~ Don't be like that. I know you're gonna miss me."

"Miss you? I see you way too f*****g much."

"I'll probably see you just as much when I move out, huh~? You'll probably go over there every night for sex."

"f**k off."

"I bet Kyler knows you wanna bang him. That's gonna be awkward when you start dating his roomie." Lucas picked himself off the floor and dropped back on the couch. "But how big are you? You can be honest. 3? 4?"

"You wanna find out?" I gave him a very flirtatious look that he rolled his eyes at.

"You're really hot and everything but I'm still straight."

"That doesn't sound very straight of you." I kicked my foot out just to kick his off the coffee table and he let it drop to the floor with another roll of his eyes.

"You have a gaydar or whatever, right?"

"I just assume everyone's gay."

"Okay, anyways- When you look at Kyler, do you get any gay vibes?"

"Oh yeah, he's a major gay." I nodded and he made a thoughtful noise. "I could tell right away."

"Really? I thought he'd be straight for sure."

I shrugged and reached onto the coffee table for my phone. "He was staring at my ass so I just assumed."

"Oh? You didn't tell me he wanted to bang you too."God, I wish.

"Who knows~"

I ignored him after that, right after he started thrusting his hips up, surely to mimic Kyler f*****g me. He's a child. Instead of giving him the attention he wanted, I let my eyes skim over a text from Chet.

He was responding to my text, a picture of his hoodie that he left here just this morning.

Me: is this yours? [picture attached]

Chet: it is :0

Chet: can i come get it !!

I glanced over at Lucas. Considering we both had the day off today, which was rare, he'd have a field day if Chet came over.

Me: i can bring it to you

-

I saw Chet just this morning. Since we met up so late last night, I told him to just crash at my place and he was more than happy to do so.

We stayed up most of the night, mainly watching movies, but I can't remember half the s**t we watched. We were both pretty talkative and hardly paid attention to anything that was going on, choosing to talk and make out instead.

By the time we eventually went to sleep, I'd say he was a better kisser than most of my exes.

When I told him to spend the night, I didn't expect him to wake me up at the ass c***k of dawn when he tried to 'quietly' sneak out of bed. He apologized profusely and hurriedly gestured for me to go back to sleep.

I blinked at him blearily, unsure about what was going on and where he was going. When he explained that he had to go to the gym, I just waved him off and rolled back over. Lunatic, who the f**k goes to the gym at six am voluntarily.

Looking back on it now, as I climbed the stairs to his apartment building, I probably should've offered him breakfast, or at least walked him out.

Oh well. At least I'm bringing him his hoodie that he left.

I was fully prepared for Chet to open the door, somehow manage to coax me inside, and excitedly tell me about his day but-

God tests me every day. I stared at Kyler's bare chest and didn't even try to hide how surprised I was that he opened the door. Ah- he does live here too, huh.

"Uh..?" He stared down at me, looking just as surprised. "Hey?"

"Um," stop looking at his chest, stop looking at his chest, you're being so f*****g obvious, "Is Chet here?"

Surely from God's will alone, seeing as I had no desire to look away, my eyes dragged up to his. "He just got home and then left again, like, five minutes ago."

What the f**k?

Checking my phone, I noticed that I had a few texts from him.

Chet: i forgot my laptop at schoolll

Chet: if u haven't left yet can you wait maybeee

Chet: or if you did then kyler can let u in!! i'm running dw ‍♂️

Chet: i'm a good runner

I stared at my phone for a moment, and then two. Yeah, God definitely tests me every day. "He's getting his laptop." I read Kyler the texts and he opened the door wider.

"You can just wait then. His school's pretty close."

What the f**k am I supposed to say? No?? His abs lured me in on their own, no coaxing was even needed.

"You want a drink or anything?" He asked once I was inside. I quietly declined and had to force myself to stop staring at his chest. It's just so nice.

I wasn't sure what to do when he decided to wait with me. It was probably silly to think he'd leave me to roam his house by myself, but I still felt unsure as we both waited in his living room.

He's staring again.

"How was your date?" He was the first to break the silence.

We didn't really do that much, I silently thought. Considering he was so excited for it, I probably should've at least taken him out somewhere to eat.

Oh well, next time.

"Good." I settled for because it was, it was good.

He stared at me some more but I was gradually becoming used to it. Chet stares even more. He seemed to be deciding on his next works, looking unsure if he should say it or not.

He decided against it. "He was pretty happy when I picked him up."

"Ah, was that you he was talking to on the phone?" I leaned back against the couch. "You guys workout together every morning?"

"If I don't need to meet with my other clients." He nodded. "I work with him in the afternoons, if he's scheduled, but we still go on runs every morning."

Oh? So he left after only getting three hours of sleep so he could go on their daily run that isn't even part of their session?

I didn't question it at first, but I did think it was weird when he texted me earlier that he was going to the gym again. But it was only to run with Kyler the first time?

I thought it was weird that he didn't just skip that morning, but there could be a number of reasons that he didn't so I didn't think about it too much. Gym rats function different.

As we talked some more, mainly to just fill the silence, I couldn't help but think about what Chet told me. They didn't have s*x, I knew, but they've done something.

From what I knew and how Chet's been acting, it didn't affect their relationship at all, not even in the slightest.

"Hey," I spoke up without thinking, right after he brought up Chet again, "Do you know that he likes you?"

Looking back on it now, I probably should've kept my mouth shut.

-

Chet's POV

This is bad.

This is so bad.

Way worse than I thought it'd be.

Kyler listened to me go on and on until I finally let out a sigh and finished my long rant. "I honestly have no idea what you're talking about."

I gawked at him. "I just spent, like, ten minutes explaining it."

He stabbed at another piece of chicken and brought it up to his mouth. Instead of sitting at the kitchen bar like me, he was leaning against the counter with his plate held up. "I'm not really sure what you're asking. He gave you a b*****b and now you're even more nervous? So you wanna practice more?"

"No." I stressed. "He gave me the best b*****b I've had in my entire life." It was the best, most amazing thing that's ever happened to me and I will never forget it.

"The only b*****b you've ever gotten-"

"And he's just so perfect." I explained some more. Why isn't he understanding? I'm explaining it perfectly. "Everything he does is so perfect and I'm nowhere near as good."

"Again- I have no idea what you're asking me. You want advice or..?"

I pushed around at my own food as my ears flicked. "He's so experienced so I need to be too."

"You don't need to be anything."

"I want to then. I was so nervous when-"

"Yes, yes. You told me, he sucked your soul out or whatever."

"Right? I wanna do that for him too so I need more practice. I wanted to do more but I was too nervous to go past a hand job, and I think I did that bad too."

He set his plate down when he was done and went to rinse it off. "You can't be bad at hand jobs, it's a hand job."

"You weren't there." I mumbled, standing up so I could wash my plate off too. "I was being awkward."

"You? Awkward?" He eyed me teasingly. "No way."

"Yes." My head bobbed as I handed him my plate. "I was so nervous and kept talking about you because I didn't know what else to say."

He seemed to think this way funny considering his quiet laugh. "He probably didn't like that."

I silently groaned, already regretting having gone on and on about Kyler the whole time. I just ramble when I'm nervous, I can't help it. "I know~ What if he thinks I like you or something?"

"He probably already does."

My head tilted to him while I dried our plates. "What? Why?" He shrugged and turned the water on. "You really think so?"

"I was kidding."

"No you weren't." I quickly put the plates away so I could follow him when he started to leave. "Do you really think he does?"

"I was kidding~" He repeated and kicked his door shut after we were both in his room. Sammy was already lounging on his bed, always preferring his room over mine. I think he forgets that he's my dog.

"You weren't." My voice edged on a whine, getting worked up from just the thought.

Harrison thought I liked Kyler. What if Rylan does too? Then he'll stop being interested in me and we won't be able to date.

But I really wanna date him.

"What did you say to him? Was it when he dropped off my hoodie?"

"Listen-" He pushed my face away when I got too close to him, "I was mostly kidding, I didn't say anything bad."

"So you did say something." I almost wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him. Why isn't he just saying it? He'll probably kick me off his bed though, so I refrained. "Is that why he left as soon as I got home?"

"I don't know, ask him."

"Kyler." I shook Sammy instead and shoved him into Kyler. "Tell him to tell me, Sammy."

He nudged my leg. "Go away. You have your own room."

"I hate you."

He laughed.

"So much."

"You love me, shut up~"

I sat back against his bed and let Sammy go so he could go back to sleep. He curled up against Kyler's thigh and let out a dramatic, long exhale.

"All he did was come over and we talked for a few minutes, that's it." He poked my forehead. "How could you forget your laptop? What if someone stole it?"

"Nobody did." I rubbed my forehead, right over where he poked. "What did you talk about?"

"Grownup things, y'know. Stuff you wouldn't understand~" He's teasing me, I noticed with a silent huff. And not answering my questions. "I asked about your date just to make conversation and he told me it was good."

My ears perked. Good? He thought it was good? I thought it was good, really good. But he thinks it was good too. "Really? He said that?" My tail started thumping against the bed.

"Mhm, he seems to like you so I wouldn't worry as much as you do."

He likes me too? My mind felt like it raced with a million different thoughts. I really want him to.

"Ah- but why did you say he thinks that I like you?"

He shrugged while petting Sammy, looking completely casual. "He mentioned something about it, I don't know." Or maybe trying to look casual.

"What? Really? What did he say?"

"I can't really remember, old people have horrible memory you know." Seeing my expression, he reluctantly told me, "He might've asked me if I knew that you liked me but I'm sure he was just joking." He waved off and my mind went blank.

Me? Like Kyler?

Rylan thinks I like Kyler.

He asked Kyler if he knew about some secret crush I had on him.

Rylan definitely thinks I like Kyler, enough to even ask him to his face.

Kyler might think I like him.

I slid off his bed and laid limply on the floor. "You said it wasn't that bad."

"Well-" He thought about it, hand stilling on Sammy's back, "it's not bad for me."

I rolled onto my back and tilted my head towards him. "This is so bad. He thinks I like you. Why would he even think that?"

"Let's not be rude~" He looked offended, though I think he was teasing me, somehow trying to make light of the situation. "There's plenty to like about me."

"Well- yeah, there is but I'm not-" My lips pursed after I cut myself off. Rylan thinks I like Kyler, this is so bad. Why does he think that? Was I not showing him I liked him enough? "Should I tell him I don't?"

"I don't know." He offered no help. "Do whatever, it's not that big of a deal."

"Yes it is, he thinks I like you."

"Careful~ You might hurt my feeling."

My lips pursed again. "..I think you're really cool and I like your-" I quickly cut myself off when realization hit me. Oh no, was it because I called him cool so many times? I just wanted Rylan to think Kyler was cool too, I didn't think that'd come across as me liking him.

Kyler's just so cool, I thought Rylan would think so too.

My mind felt heavy and weightless all at once. "What did you say back?"

He didn't answer me at first. "Why don't you ask Rylan? He could tell you why he asked better than me."

"Wait, so you know why?"

Kyler suddenly picked Sammy up and dropped him on my chest, making me let out a small exhale from his weight. Sammy went back to sleep on me, not affected in the slightest. "Goodbye~"

I gawked at him. He does know, he knows and he's not telling me.

Wait, if he knows- "Do you think I like you?" My words came out in disbelief. There's no way he'd think that, right? He knows I just look up to him, right?

I mean- I did ask him to have s*x with me and I tell him he's so cool and amazing daily but that doesn't mean I like him. He must know that, right?

"I know, I know." He assured.

This somehow didn't bring me any relief.

"Some of the things you do might make someone else think you do." He explained, sounding like he was picking his words carefully. "Maybe." He added, as if that somehow lessened the blow.

Kyler thinks I like him, I silently came to the conclusion. That someone he was talking about must've been himself, he was just trying to be nice about it. Because he's nice.

My eyes were trained on him but they were unfocused, making everything look blurry. My roommate, personal trainer, and soon to be manager thinks I like him.

My best friend thinks I like him.

The person I'm actually interested in thinks I like him.

The heavy silence in the room gave me time to think about it. I always brushed it off when Harrison told me, or when some of my gym friends teased me about this 'crush' I had on Kyler. "I just wanna be like him." I'd always laugh at their words and brush it off because I knew it wasn't true.

I never thought about it.

Thinking about it now, I maybe understood why they thought that. It was easy to confuse my admiration for him with infatuation.

Sure, I think literally everything he does is amazing and I wanna be just like him. Yeah, I think he's really hot and has an incredible body. Okay, I'll admit that he's the coolest person I've ever met.

Yeah, his laugh is really nice and just hearing it makes me laugh myself. Maybe I get up early every morning to run with him just because I want to see him, even if I'm not a morning person.

Of course I look forward to our dinners and breakfasts', he's a great cook, that's normal. Of course I love our movie nights, I like seeing him so relaxed and happy with watching a film he likes so much- that's normal.

Do I push myself twice as hard in the gym just to impress him? Yeah, but he's my personal trainer, of course I want him to praise me.

Are his pets my favorite? Yeah, but I can't help that he knows how to pet me the best.

Have I thought about that night he fingered me any chance I got? Maybe, but only to remember what happened so I can be prepare for the future. Did his body feel amazing against mine and did I want him to touch me again? I'm a virgin, of course I do.

Did I get a job at his gym just so I could be around him more? Maybe, but I love the gym, so it was natural to wanna work there.

Is he the first person I go to, to tell about my day? Yeah, but only because we spend so much time together.

We spend so much time together so of course he's the first person I'd go to. Because we spend all of our time together.

We spend all of our time together.

And when we don't, I miss him.

I blinked at him, making my eyes focus again. He wasn't looking back.

It's not weird that I always want his attention on me, is it? I want his attention on me and only me. It's not weird that I get jealous when he meets with other clients, is it? Or when he laughs with someone else, or when he brings someone home, or when he does anything with someone that's not me.

That's not weird, is it?

No, I tried to assure myself. I'm a hybrid, it's natural to feel possessive over my things-

My things.

My thing?

My person?

No, I thought, not mine.

My eyes trailed to the ceiling, as if looking away from him would suddenly make these spiraling thoughts go away.

When did I start to miss him when we weren't together? I faintly thought about his shirt that was in my room, mixed in with my blanket secretly. I'd grabbed it during my last heat, desperately needing someone's scent to calm me down. I was in heat, I couldn't help it.

But I never gave it back. A month later, and it was still mixed in with my blankets. It smelled more like me everyday and less of him, but his scent still lingered faintly so I didn't give it back. He doesn't even know I took it.

Sammy let out a snort, startling me from my thoughts. He was staring at me, probably sensing how distressed I was getting.

To distract myself, I petted his sides and he laid his head back on my chest. Sammy likes Kyler a lot too. Good people attract animals, right?

Without even knowing, my gaze drifted over to Kyler again. He was looking back this time, making my breath hitch.

He thinks I like him. For how long? I didn't know. But he thinks I like him.

I might just.

"I need to go." I stood up abruptly and picked Sammy up with me. He dangled limply from my arms, not helping me at all while prolonging my hurried exit.

Kyler watched me silently.

Why does it feel awkward? Or maybe that's just me? Am I awkward? Have I always been so awkward?

My nose scrunched as I opened his door. No, I've only felt awkward around Rylan because I was nervous, and just because I liked him.

I silently hoped I wouldn't feel like that around Kyler. Because this knot in my stomach feels exactly the same as when I'm with Rylan.

Because I like Rylan.

And I think I like Kyler too.

—

Rylan's POV

"Wait- wait-" Lucas was gasping for air, about to fall off the couch again as he choked on his laughter. "You wanted to see if Kyler liked Chet and he ended up confessing to you? This can't be real."

"f**k you, this isn't funny. And confessing? What are we, middle schoolers?"

"You might as well be with this love triangle bullshit you're in."

"He didn't confess to me, dumb ass. He said he was interested in Chet."

He immediately stopped laughing. "Wait, what the f**k? Seriously?" At my nod, "Ah, that's too bad for you. Kyler's hotter."

"This is why I'm glad you're moving out."

"How did that even happen? He just said it randomly?"

"No." I sighed, still regretting even asking. "It was my fault, he wasn't even gonna say anything."

Now all I can think about is having a threesome with them. I shouldn't have even f*****g asked in the first place. I finally managed to stop thinking about them literally destroying my ass and double penetrating me, and then he had to go and say that.

"I'm more interested in him." Kyler explained, completely catching me off guard. Ah- is that so? "He doesn't even notice, don't worry." He waved off. "I know he likes you a lot."

His words were still lingering in my head.

He never confirmed or denied that he knew Chet liked him or not, he simply skipped over it and I never circled back to ask again, too caught off guard by what he said.

"This sucks." I sulked. "I really thought he might've been interested in at least f*****g me."

"You think everyone's in love with you." Lucas rolled his eyes. "That's your own fault. He probably wasn't even staring at your ass."

Oh, I suddenly remembered. He was staring at my ass, and for pretty long too.

Maybe there's still hope after all.

"You gonna fight for your love~?" He teased.

"I literally just met him. And no s**t, I don't lose."

"You are pretty competitive." He hummed thoughtfully. "I'll be here for you when Chet eventually goes with Kyler. I'll be watching from the sidelines, maybe from the kitchen, maybe from my room, it depends when I move in."

"I won't lose." I waved off, not worried in the slightest. "I'm just gonna f**k them both now."

"You've been saying that."

"Okay? I'm serious now."

He eyed me for a few moments before realizing that I actually was. "What the f**k is wrong with you? Think with your head, not your dick."

"I am. Chet clearly likes us both, even if he won't admit it. I like Chet and would literally sell a kidney to f**k Kyler, and Kyler likes Chet. I'll just make him like me too, it's not that hard."

"You're too confident in your looks."

"My personality is just as good."

"You're so fuckin' full of yourself. It kinda pisses me off that it'll probably work too. Your ego will just get bigger."

Looking at it now, this is the best case scenario. It would've been real awkward for Chet and I if we started dating and I constantly thought about f*****g his roommate.

Kyler was hot, he's seemed chill and pretty laid back, and he seemed stable. That's more I can say for him than most of my exes. So yeah, I could definitely see myself liking him.

I bet they're both hung.

As I sipped at my white claw, I felt considerably better than earlier. This opportunity fell in my lap and I refuse to not take full advantage of it.

Maybe God does have favorites.

__________

yuh 

i hope you like it so far

i'm trying not to make them rush right away into a relationship bc ig there needs to be some plot, but i'm not good with plot so don't be surprised if they're f*****g or sum next chapter

shit happens y'know, rylan's a w***e, it wouldn't be that surprising

but yeah

maddie