so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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George nodded, jumping up a little to wrap his legs around Clay’s waist. “God, my ass hurts from those bleachers-“
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“Mm, I’m sure I can make it hurt worse~” Clay joked with a playful smirk, moving a hand to George’s ass and gently squeezing for a moment before moving his arm around his waist again.
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George squeezed his lips together, rolling his eyes as he suppressed a moan. “I already told you, I don’t bottom~” He murmured under his breath, pressing a kiss onto Clay’s lips and unwrapping his legs to stand on his own. “But you on the other hand~” he whispered, placing a hand onto his boyfriends shoulder.
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“Ever heard of pegging~?” Clay teased with a chuckle, blushing a little at George’s comment. He hugged George close, kissing his cheek. “C’mon, let’s go over to the others,” he said with a smile, rubbing his boyfriend’s side with his thumb.
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“Oh, f--- you,” George said with a chuckle. “You’re lucky I even let you near my ass, so be grateful-“ He paused, letting go of Clay and grabbing his hand. “Alright, let’s go.”
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Clay laughed softly, gently squeezing George’s hand as he walked over to the team. He spotted Nick, waving at him.
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“Heyy! Look, it’s the man of the hour-“ Nick said with a chuckle, walking over and clapping Clay on the back.
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“Heyy,” Clay said with a chuckle, smiling at his friend. “Y’all figure out a place to get ice cream yet?”
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“We were thinking Goodie’s,” Nick said with a shrug. “But we didn’t know if they could hold everyone coming-“
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“Mm, true- We could try and hit up Chick-Fil-A? Or Ye Old Fashioned, they’ve got good ice cream,” Clay said, holding George close.
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“Oh s---, yeah let’s go there,” Nick said with a nod, announcing it loudly to the team. The rest of the guys reacted loudly in agreement.
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Clay chuckled and nodded, pulling put his phone. “I’ll send y’all the address and meet you there?” He said, looking over at Nick.
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“Hell yeah, dude,” Nick said with a grin. “Could you guys actually give me a ride?” George suppressed an annoyed groan, pressing his lips together and looking away. He was being dramatic, as per usual, but he did want Clay all to himself.
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“Did you not drive here yourself?” Clay asked, chuckling softly as he rubbed George’s hand with his thumb.
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“No, my mom did,” Nick chuckled awkwardly. “I’m not allowed to drive right now because she’s mad at me.” “What did you do?” George asked with a chuckle. “…Nothing.” Nick responded, resting his hands on the neckline of the padding he wore.
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