fun fact : this ship is the most sexually active in the RRB

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The music in the club blasted loudly as Butch and Brett sat on the bar stools taking shots. They were there with the PPG and the other RRB because they were celebrating Buttercup's 21st birthday. Some of them were on the dance floor, some were standing on the sides talking to each other or to strangers and some were drinking. Butch and Brett wanted to get away from all the people for a bit so they decided to sit by themselves.

"Another!", Butch raised his glass at the bartender, who nodded with a slight smirk. He knew Butch was getting tipsy.

Brett sweatdropped at the number of shots Butch had taken already. They only got here half an hour ago and Butch was already getting drunk as hell. He patted his boyfriend on the back, trying to get his attention away from his alcohol. Butch turned his head and gave Brett a flirty smile.

"Heyy~", he slurred, making Brett roll his eyes.

"Hey, babe. Um...are you...feeling OK?"

"Pfft— I'm great!", Butch threw his hands in the air, almost falling back and off the stool. Luckily, Brett was ready to support him. Butch gulped down another glass of alcohol, making Brett sigh. Before he could ask the bartender to pour him more, Brett took his glass, set it down on the counter and grabbed his hand.

"We're sitting with the girls."

Butch whined as Brett pulled him off of the stool and helped him walk over to the corner booth where some of the girls were currently sitting. Upon seeing them, they laughed and sighed. "Did he have too much already?", Blaze questioned, an amused grin on her face.

Brett nodded, "Yes, unfortunately."

He set the ravenette down on the seat and sat down next to him, letting Butch rest his head on his shoulder. Bell, who was sitting across from Butch, reached out and poked his cheek a few times.

"Wow, he's really wasted.", she giggled. Brett let out a small laugh while Butch gave her a small glare and waved her off. "You should've stopped him when he got to his fifth glass.", Brina crossed her arms, giving Butch a very judgmental look.

"I know. I don't even know why I let him drink that much in the first place.", Brett facepalmed.

For the next few minutes, Butch was still and quiet, his eyes closed and his head still rested on Brett's shoulder. After a few more minutes, he began to squirm uncomfortably in his seat. Brett tapped his shoulder, "Babe, you alright?"

Butch opened his eyes and looked up at Brett. He said in a low tone, "Restroom." Brett's mouth made an 'o' shape. He stood up, holding Butch's hand and helping him stand up without stumbling forward or back. "Where are you two going?", Bubbles asked.

"Butch needs to use the restroom.", Brett answered. He let go of Butch's hand and wrapped his arm around his waist, continuing to help him stay on his feet and walk to the men's restroom.

They enter the tiny restroom. It had sink, a large mirror and a single toilet. "Alright, I'm going to wait for you outside.", Brett told Butch. The black haired teen shook his head and pulled Brett in the restroom with him, locking the door behind them. All of a sudden, Butch pushed Brett against the door and kneeled down.

"H-Hey, what are you—!", Brett's hands immediately grabbed the waistband of his jeans as soon as Butch started to pull them down. The ravenette looked up at him with a frown, "Trying to please you obviously."

"But here? Babe, we're in a bathroom in the club. We can't.", Brett kept his hands on his jeans, refusing to let his boyfriend pull them down. "We're going to get caught."

"Tsk...so?", Butch's eyebrows furrowed as he continued to try and drag Brett's pants down.

"Butch, I'm serious. We can't— mmm!", Brett placed a hand over his mouth to muffle his moan as Butch gently rubbed the bulge in his boxers. Butch bit his lip and stared at Brett's growing hardness with a glazed look in his eyes. Not only was his boyfriend huge, but he was also incredibly sensitive. Combine that with Butch's amazing skills in bed and they get the most pleasurable experiences.

"B-Butch...", Brett's hand slid down to grab Butch's wrist and pull his hand off of him. "You really want to do this?"

"Tsk, I'm really fucking horny, you idiot.", Butch stood up to plant a kiss on Brett's lips. "Of course I do~"

"Then...", Brett used both of his hands to grope Butch's ass, making him groan a bit. "I won't hold back."

"Go wild, babe.", Butch smirked, provoking his pink haired lover.

A low erotic moan left Butch as Brett roughly pressed their lips together for a passionate kiss. He eagerly kissed back, snaking his arms around Brett and pulling himself closer to him. He grinded against Brett, heat and need radiating from his body.

Brett broke their heated kiss a couple moments later, both of them looking at each with desire. He pulled Butch over to the sink where he pushed him down, bending him over until his face and chest was pressed against the countertop. Butch waited in anticipation as Brett quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles.

"Look at you.", Brett spoke, placing one hand on Butch's hip while the other wrapped around Butch's growing member. "You're already getting hard and I barely even touched you yet."

An erotic moan resonated from Butch, bucking his hips as Brett pumped him. He was getting harder, his tip leaking with precum. Once Brett thought he was hard enough, he unzipped his own pants and pulled out his member, pressing his against Butch's ass.

In a second, half of his cock was inside of Butch, the dark haired male squirming and letting out small moans as he slowly entered.

"Fuck~", Brett groaned once he was fully inside of Butch. He gave his boyfriend a hard slap on the ass before moving, thrusting his hips at a quick pace.

Butch's mouth hung open, moans and groans leaving and filling the room along with skin slapping. Brett didn't bother being quiet as well, talking dirty and groaning out curses.

"Feels good?", he questioned Butch, bending down so his torso was pressed against his. He used his left hand and squeezed Butch's neck, making him take in a sharp breath.

"M-Mhm...~", he nodded, unable to say the right words.

Brett continued to fuck Butch until his thrust got sloppier, meaning he was getting closer to his edge. Butch let out a moan that was louder than the last as Brett hit his prostate. His cock twitched and throbbed, his precum going down his shaft.

"B-Brett...I'm c-cumming~", he whimpered, gripping the egdes of the countertop.

Brett nodded and pounded into him until Butch screamed his name, his legs turning into jelly as his orgasm hit him hard. Brett made a cup with his hand and placed it just below Butch's tip, catching every drop of his cum.

"Heh, you came so much.", Brett snorted, showing his cum filled hand to Butch. He pulled out and smirked at the sight of his panting boyfriend, his face flushed and his mouth hanging open.

Brett gave him one last spank before pulling up his boxers and pants for him. He pulled his own pants up before turning Butch around and giving him a tender kiss.

"Right...I suppose you're satisfied?", Brett asked.

Butch nodded, "Yeah."

Brett was about to move away from him but he pulled him back by the collar of his shirt.

"But...", Butch gave him a sultry look. "Can we continue when we get home?"

Brett blinked at him before chuckling and nodding.

"Of course, anything for my baby boy~", he smiled at him. "For now, let's go join the others."

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i had to rush the fucking part because this one was taking way too long . sorry bout that .

this ship is that one type of ship that has more sexual fanarts than cutesy ones . the best ship that i can give as an example is aokaga from knb .

PEACE OUT ✌ !