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The tension in the air is thick on the tour bus.It's been like this for a while. They've been cramped up in here for about four weeks now, and they're starting to get sick of each other. It always happens.William sits on the couch by the entrance of the bus, slencer legs curled up to his chest as he writes in a notebook. A pensive look paints his face as the pen slides easily on the paper.Carden appears from the bathroom, running his fingers through his unruly black hair. He and William are the only ones on the bus at the moment. Normally, it would be fine. They usually get along well.However, they've been in a never ending argument for the past week now.Carden's eyes narrow as he spots William, his frustration evident in the tense set of his shoulders. He clears his throat, breaking the heavy silence hanging between them. "Still at it?" he asks, his tone edged with irritation. William looks up from his notebook, his expression unreadable. "Unless you have something helpful to say, just shut up," he replies softly, his voice barely audible over the hum of the engine.Carden's jaw tightens at William's response, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. As much as he doesn't want to give William the satisfaction of a reaction from Carden, he can't help it."Helpful? Like your constant nitpicking and criticism?" Carden retorts, his voice rising slightly. "I'm tired of walking on eggshells around you, trying to avoid your endless lectures."William's gaze hardens, his pen pausing mid-air. "Oh, so now I'm the problem? Maybe if you actually listened to what I have to say instead of dismissing it, you wouldn't have to walk on eggshells."The tension between them escalates, each word adding fuel to the fire of their argument. It's clear that this disagreement runs deeper than just their current circumstances on the tour bus. "Listen? I've listened to you drone on and on about every little thing, acting like you know it all. Well, newsflash, Bill, you don't. You're not the only one with valid opinions and ideas," Carden says, rolling his eyes and scoffs.William's grip tightens around the pen, his knuckles turning white. "And you're not the only one affected by your careless actions and decisions," he shoots back, his voice laced with bitterness. "But of course, it's always everyone else's fault, isn't it?"The bus seems to shrink with the intensity of their argument, the air thick with unresolved tension. It's clear that this confrontation has been brewing beneath the surface for far longer than just the past week.Cardem takes a deep breath, but it's clear he isn't calm in the slightest. He reaches over to snatch the notebook and pen from William's grip."Stand up," Carden growls. William's eyebrows shoot up.William hesitates for a moment, taken aback by Carden's sudden demand. His eyes narrow slightly, a mixture of defiance and curiosity flickering in their depths as he considers his next move."Why?" William asks, his voice steady despite his unease. He grips the edge of the couch, his muscles tense with anticipation.Carden's jaw tightens as he holds William's gaze, his own resolve unwavering. "Because we're going to settle this once and for all," he says, his tone firm.There's a moment of heavy silence as William weighs his options, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts and emotions. Finally, with a resigned nod, he pushes himself off the couch and stands before Carden, his posture rigid with tension."Fine," William says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Let's settle it."Carden pounces almost immediately, shoving William against the wall and connecting their lips in a sloppy kiss. Their teeth clash together and William pushes back.Carden forces his tongue past the seam of William's lips. William whines as Carden presses against William's soft palate. He presses forward, grinding his hips against Carden's. Their jeans are growing impossibly tighter."You're such a brat," Carden grunts as he pulls away. He grabs William's wrists and pins them above his head with a bruising grip. "Need me to put you in your place, huh?"William grits his teeth, trying to ignore how painfully turned on he is. "Fuck you," he retorts. Carden laughs."Is that how we're playing it?""Maybe it is." William pushes Carden away, freeing his wrists from Carden's grip. He begins to move away but is immediately halted by a harsh hand in his hair, tugging.Carden laughs humorlessly. "Get on your fucking knees," he says in William's ear, hot breath tickling the alabaster skin.William's breath catches in his throat. "Make me."Without wasting a second, Carden twists his hand around William's hair and pulls hard. William yelps, high and whiny as Carden forces William down. His knees hit the bus floor harshly. William breathes through gritted teeth."That wasn't so hard, was it?" Carden grunts. He forces William's head up to face him. "Mouth open. Do it voluntarily because I promise it'll hurt if you make me do it for you."Compliantly, William opens his mouth. Carden shoves too fingers past his lips. He nearly moans as the warm saliva envelops the digits. His free hand unbuttons and unzips his jeans. He kicks them off."Look at you, just a stupid slut. Practically begging to be used." Carden thrusts his fingers in and out of William's mouth, testing him. He hums as William gags. "Think you can take it?"He removes his hands to pull his boxers down, revealing his red and painfully hard cock. Precum drips down the tip. William licks his lips."Fuck, yeah."Carden wastes no time thrusting forward, shoving his cock in William's mouth. William's teeth brush against the sensitive skin of Carden's cock, swirling his tongue around the head. Carden groans at the feeling.William doesn't have time to try and bob up and down. Instead, Carden thrusts forwards again, forcing himself deeper. His tip brushes against the back of William's throat. William's throat contracts around it, forcing him to gag. Tears well up in his eyes."Such a whore," Carden moans. William gags again, saliva dripping from the corners of his lips. "Just had to put that dirty mouth of yours to good use."William reaches up to grip Carden's thighs, squeezing them as Carden continues his assault on William's throat. William's nose digs into Carden's pubic hair, breathing in his musky scent. Carden grunts and moans.Tears begin to slowly fall down William's cheeks as he gags around Carden's cock again. Carden slows his pace considerably."I'm not going to fuck you. You've been too much of a brat to deserve my cock, don't you think?"William whimpers around Carden's dick, causing Carden to moan. He tightens his grip on William's hair.Carden thrusts back in, rough and unforgiving. William's hands are trembling from where they grip onto Carden's thighs. Carden doesn't bother worrying about the way William's throat tightens around him, or how mucn William's crying. He keeps pushing in and out of William's mouth in fast motions.God. William looks so pretty like this. It's like he was made to choke on cock. Carden grunts.A few more rough thrusts, and Carden can feel himself getting close. He pulls William's hair harder to keep him in place as he fucks into William's throat. William's eyes are glossy, and he's still crying. He whines around Carden's cock. Carden cums almost immediately, moaning.William begins to pull off, but Carden forces him to stay in place. "Swallow or I'll make you lick up every last drop of it," he groans.William's cheeks are slightly puffed out, cum mixing with saliva and dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. He swallows the best he can with Carden's now limp cock pressed to the back of his throat. He has to swallow two or three times before he gets everything.Carden pulls out. His eyes flicker down to the bulge in William's jeans. He hums."Get that taken care of before the guys get back," he says, casual. William wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.He doesn't move immediately. He stays kneeling on the floor, gaze dropping to the floor. His hands are trembling. Carden sighs."Do you want me to jerk you off?" he asks, voice softer now.William takes a deep breath, then shakes his head. He stands up on shaking legs. "No, it's...I've got it."A silence passes between them. It lasts for a few beats before Carden opens his mouth again."Look, I just— I'm sorry if it feels like I'm not listening. I am, I promise. I always listen to what you have to say."That bit surprises William. Carden? Apologizing? It feels like a dream. He has to take a moment to recover from his shock."Oh. I—...huh. Um. I-I'm sorry for being a control freak," William replies slowly, enunciating each word clearly.William's response hangs in the air, laden with the weight of vulnerability. Carden nods, acknowledging the apology, his expression softening slightly."It's okay," he says gently. "We all have our moments. I just want us to be able to communicate better, you know?""Yeah, I know," William agrees, a hint of relief in his voice. "I want that too. I guess we just need to work on it, huh?"He offers a tentative smile, and Carden returns it. He leans forward to brush William's hair out of his face, tucking the strands behind his ear."Go take a shower and we'll talk about it more," he says softly. William nods, kissing Carden on the cheek before slinking off to take a cold shower.