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jonah moore isn't what axel brown expected

Jonah's house wasn't what Axel expected.

Truth be told, he expected a mansion or something like that. With tall, white pillars out front and neatly cut green grass, a pool in the ground in the back, large windows and a big oak door, the rooms filled with natural lighting. You know, as most douchebag white boys had. But Jonah didn't have that.

Axel was slightly above middle class with his parents' jobs, but Jonah was below that. Hell, he probably just barely reached the middle class mark, if not at all.

His house was a one story, with rusty brick making up the majority of the outside, and the steps they walked up to go inside were creaky, the front door fairly difficult to open. Inside, it was clean, and the rooms felt smaller than they were considering Axel's height. One lift of his arm and it'd smash against the ceiling. Jonah shut the door behind him.

"I live with my grandma," Jonah mumbled, and Axel followed him into the kitchen. "That's why everything looks so... grandma-ish."

Axel looked around. The kitchen walls were plastered with this ugly, off white floral pattern that definitely made it known this wasn't a very recently designed house. There was one circular table, with four old, wooden chairs. A countertop separated it from the actual kitchen, where Jonah was, retrieving two water bottles from the fridge.

"I, uh — I already have one," Axel said, holding up the bottle he'd gotten from the store. Jonah's lips formed an 'o, ' and he shoved one back inside.

Jonah cleared his throat, brushing past him. Axel followed, taking in each room he walked into. The living room looked comfortable, with a giant brown sofa leaning against the window. It had a few rips and tears, but it wasn't a big deal. The carpet was beige and kind of rough against his bare feet, and a coffee table sat in the middle of the area. A boxy TV was situated on the other side of the room, in front of a bookshelf, and Axel was briefly reminded of his own grandma's home. The interiors were similar.

"Uh, wait out here," Jonah said suddenly, stopping outside a door. Axel nodded, leaning against the wall. "My room's kinda messy. One second." He tried to slip inside with as little space as possible just so Axel didn't see anything. It was amusing.

         He stood out there for about five minutes, and eventually he just knocked and told Jonah he was coming in. "Wait, dumbass!" Jonah hissed, and then they were both pressing up against the door on either sides, one trying to get in and the other trying to keep one out. "For fuck's sake. I just told you my room was dirty."

         "I don't care. I've probably seen worse."

         "Okay, and? Give me one fucking second. Jesus."

          "Dude, it's spooky out here," Axel complained. He wasn't kidding. The lights were dim enough to make him think a stranger would pop out and snap his neck. I've watched too many horror movies. "Let me in. I'm finna kiss your gay ass if you don't lemme in."

         Jonah groaned and moved away from the door, letting Axel push his way inside. He scoffed. "This isn't even dirty," Axel muttered, throwing himself onto Jonah's bed. It was bouncy. His floors were void of anything except for one tossed t-shirt and a few pairs of socks. His bed wasn't made, but then again, whose wasn't? The only cluttered things were his shelves, and the items weren't even trash. They were things any person would have, like collectibles.

         "Leave me alone," Jonah grumbled, crouching down in front of his dresser. He rummaged through the bottom one and pulled out a Ziploc bag filled with weed, and another, smaller, with just paper to roll it with. He tossed them both onto Axel's stomach.

          "Ooh, you're trustin' a black man with your drugs?" Axel joked, sitting up.

          Jonah rolled his eyes. "Shut up. I'm gonna go use the bathroom."

"'Kay." Axel, as he waited, started to roll two. He'd just started on the second one when Jonah came back out, looking awkward as he sat on his bed, as if this wasn't his house. Axel handed him the one he already made.

"I swear, you're more nervous than I am," Axel pointed out, glancing up at Jonah to see him twisting the joint around his fingers. "You good, man?"

Jonah cleared his throat, nodding, reaching for the lighter he had sitting in a little jar on his desk. "Yeah, sorry. It's just... Weird, I guess."

"What is?" Axel finished rolling the second one and waited for Jonah to light his.

"Having you in my house?" Jonah said around the joint, flicking the lighter, effectively lighting it after the third. He handed it over to Axel. "I dunno. Feels like some weird ass dream. Guess I never expected to fucking... Interact with you outside of school."

          Axel grinned. "A dream, huh? You dream about me?"

          "I never said that. Shut the fuck up."

          "Aw, man. I dream about you."

         Jonah looked up, alarmed. "What?" he asked in bewilderment. His cheeks were turning red. Axel refrained from pointing it out — he didn't want him to faint. "T-The fuck? You're weird as shit."

          "I was kidding," Axel bluntly stated. Jonah relaxed a little, bringing the joint back up to his mouth. "Or was I?"

          Jonah started coughing on the smoke. Axel snickered, amused, as Jonah tried to recover, patting at his chest. "You good, dude? Sorry, I know, I'm a choking hazard."

           "Stop — " Jonah coughed, groaning, " — with the fucking dick jokes!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'll try. But it's really hard."

Jonah glared at him, eyes watering from how much he'd coughed. "I'm so tempted to just fucking strangle you."

"First of all, that's potentially murder. And second, choking is my kink."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

Jonah paused, looking as if he was actually debating it. And honestly? Axel was down. He didn't exactly remember how the other time went, so this was a good way to be reminded. And Jonah was hot. Like, really fucking hot. Gay, too. So, really, who would Axel be if he didn't take the chance?

"No," Jonah said, shaking his head. "I'm not hooking up with you again. My — " He clenched his jaw, cheeks red, " — ass... Still kinda hurts."

Axel's eyes widened. "Oh, shit. We went all the way?" Fuck, wait. That had to be his first time, right? Oh, fucking shit. I thought Raegan was just saying 'fucked' because she was guessing.

Jonah nodded, shrugging, not looking too concerned. "Yeah. I don't care. That whole virginity concept is fucking stupid to me."

"Fuck. I feel bad."

"Don't." Jonah gave him a stern look. "I don't care. Honestly? I don't regret it. You're... Well, you're hot, and not a shitty human being. So."

Axel frowned. "Thanks, but still. You lost it while you were drunk. That's — I can't just push that away."

"Hey," Jonah snapped, grabbing Axel by the collar of his shirt, tugging him forward. "I. Don't. Care. I remember it, and I don't regret it. You might, but I don't. I'm fine."

          Axel narrowed his eyes. There was no way he was being serious. Axel would, at the very least, want to lose his ass virginity sober. So it was hard to believe Jonah didn't give a shit — that he didn't regret it. Axel wasn't all that concerned about hooking up with him, but he was so sure Jonah would be.

           "Are you okay up here?" Axel asked, rapping his knuckles lightly against the side of Jonah's head. The latter let out an irritated sigh. "I think it's the weed talkin', man. Or are you on somethin' else? Maybe you needa — "

           "Shut up or I'll make you."

         Axel arched a brow. "Oh?"

         Jonah's gaze bored into his, and Axel had to hold back a smirk. "Those are dangerous words, you know. Don't say 'em if you're not finna go through with 'em."

           "You're so annoying," Jonah muttered. "I wanted to be a decent guy and smoke with you, but you had to pull this shit."

         Axel gaped at him. "The fuck? You're the one who said you'd make me shut up. Fuck off. Just admit you want my dick and you can have it. Easy as that."

          "Genuine question," Jonah said. "No offense, but are you a whore? Or are you just horny?"

           "Both."

          "Should I be concerned?"

           "Nope. I'm clean."

           Jonah sighed again, letting go of Axel's shirt to lean back. "This is insane."

           Axel took another hit, exhaling, watching Jonah as he seemed to have another internal crisis. "It's not that deep, dude. You either wanna fuck or not. Which is it?"

           "The first one," he mumbled. Axel hummed. "But... It's different. Because we're not fucking wasted right now."

           "And?"

            "I'll actually be able to process things better."

             "...And?"

            "I'll embarrass the shit out of myself," Jonah hissed. "I know you have no shame or whatever the fuck, but I do."

           "Shame over what? Doin' what you want?"

           Jonah frowned. "No, I just — " He looked frustrated. "Whatever. Never mind." He sat up and leaned forward to take Axel by the back of his neck and press their lips together. Axel made a sound of surprise, pulling back before they went any further.

"What about these?" Axel held up the joint he was close to finishing. Jonah took it from him and got up, heading into the bathroom. Then he heard the sound of a toilet flushing, and he raised a brow. When Jonah came back, Axel was going to ask how he threw them away, but Jonah was on him before he could even get a word out.

Despite Jonah's supposed confidence on the outside, Axel could feel his fingers trembling as he slid his hand up underneath his shirt, pads of his fingers cold against Axel's heated up skin. So, he pushed him onto his back, leaning over him. Jonah inhaled sharply at the sudden change.

"You're shaking," Axel stated. "Do you wanna stop?"

Jonah shook his head. Axel stared at him for a few moments, searching his eyes for any hesitation, but there was none, surprisingly enough. Axel kissed him hard, sliding his hands up his shirt, thumbs running over the piercings he just then remembered he had. He smirked against his lips.

"That's really fuckin' hot," Axel breathed, then pressed his thumbs down, drawing a gasp out of Jonah's throat. "Damn. So is that." He did it again, and Jonah squirmed, reaching out to grab onto Axel's arms.

"Wait," Jonah choked out. "Wait. Oh my fucking God." Axel stopped, watching him closely, taking his appearance in. Jonah had his eyes closed, lips parted, his cheeks rosy with the change in atmosphere. His hair was disheveled, strands falling against his forehead, and damn. He's stupidly attractive. Why can't he be a cool human being?

Jonah took a deep breath. "Okay, okay, I'm good. I just needed a second."

"I'm too much for you, huh?" Axel teased, helping him pull his shirt over his head. "I make you feel real fuckin' good, don't I?"

          "Shut up," Jonah whispered, eyes hooded. Axel bit his lip. He felt an odd sense of satisfaction being able to see him like this; undone and insanely submissive to Axel's touch and words. Compared to how he usually acted, this felt so good. Am I a sadist or something? Is that what this is?

         Axel leaned down to nip at his ear, breath hot against his skin. "You're not exactly in the position to tell me what to do, are you?" he murmured, hearing Jonah's sharp inhale. "I have you under me, right now. How does it feel, knowin' I could just..."

           He slipped his hand past the waistband of his jeans, cupping him over his briefs. Jonah let out a muffled moan, wrapping an arm around Axel's neck. Jesus fuck, he's hot. I didn't come here expecting to do this, but I am not complaining.

         Axel was in the middle of tugging Jonah's pants and underwear down when they both heard the front door open, then shut. "Jonah?" called a voice, definitely female and definitely old. He exchanged a look with Jonah.

          "Fuck," Jonah whispered, then shoved Axel as hard as possible, sending him tumbling to the floor. "Sorry. Stay there. Don't move, or speak. She can't see you from where she'll be."

        Axel rolled his eyes and nodded, feeling grumpy, and for good reason. He was painfully hard, and now the whole thing was interrupted because Jonah's fucking grandma was here. I hate my life. Just let me have one thing, I fucking beg of you.

          "Jonah?" The bedroom door was pushed open, and Axel hoped Jonah wasn't sitting with his dick almost out. "Hi, dear. I brought some dinner for you from Luby's."

           "Oh, thank you." Jonah sounded kind of breathless, and Axel smirked smugly to himself. "How was — uh, the book club meeting? That's what you went to, right?"

"Yes! It was good! All the ladies were asking about you."

"Oh, really?"

"Mhm!" It was quiet, then, "I showed them these pictures of you. They said you're so handsome!"

"Aww. That's cool."

"Yes! Alright, I'll be in the kitchen. Don't wait too long or it'll get cold."

"Yes ma'am."

"It stinks in here. Did you clog up the toilet again?"

Axel placed a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing. "...Yes." Jonah's forced answer had him practically suffocating himself to keep from snickering out loud.

"Oh dear. Did you have lactose again?"

"Yep. Sorry."

"You need to stop that!" There was a smack, and Jonah yelped. It didn't sound too hard though, so Axel wasn't too concerned. "It makes your stomach hurt. Be more careful next time."

"Yes ma'am."

The door clicked shut, and then Jonah was leaning over the edge of the bed, giving him an apologetic look. "I can sneak you out, or you can wait until I'm done. It'll be like, twenty minutes. She goes to bed early."

Axel grinned. "Cloggin' up the toilet, huh? Again?"

Jonah swatted at his head, but Axel ducked just in time. "Shut the fuck up. It's my excuse for when my room smells like skunk, asswipe. Now answer my damn question."

"Didn't we already decide that I'm crashing here?"

"Fuck. Right. Okay. Stay here, I'll be back."

Axel stood up, laying down on Jonah's bed as he left. This day is so fucking weird, he thought. Good thing I'm ending it high as shit.

Axel didn't really expect to doze off, but he ended up doing so anyway.

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A/N: when people only read your books for smut and not the plot or writing 😌when people complain that I post NSFW content on my Patreon 😌😌when people don't understand how much time and effort I put into doing the thing I love 😌😌hmmmm I could go on and on

anyway I'm posting this before I go back to school lmfao ✌️🏼so I have comments to look forward to during the day 🥺