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Kenlos, mature themes.

Carlos' P.V.

I was sitting in the room Kendall and I shared as he walked in. Lately Kendall had been feeling as if all I was was someone he could come to when he wanted some. I was sick of it. I loved Kendall and all he was doing was fucking with my feelings, I'm a fragile boy. He walked over to me, leaning down and capturing my lips in a sweet kiss. I loved everything about this boy, I loved little motion he made. But I hated everything about him, I hated every little emotion he made me feel. No words. Just sex. He pushed me down on the bed, kissing me hard enough to leave bruises.

"Where is everyone?" I asked, as much as I wanted Kendall to be my open boyfriend I know it would kill him if anyone found out we had been doing this for a couple of months.

"Carlos, do you really think I would have sex with you if people were here?" Ouch, that hurt.

I nodded and let him continue. He kissed me roughly while puling of my shirt. My hand was tangled in his dirty blonde locks, for as much as he just hurt me I loved this so much. He held my wrists above my head and pressed them roughly against the bed. He was always so rough, but I fucking adored it. He bit and licked on my neck, leaving a purple spot against my tanned skin. I groaned deeply, throbbing for him to touch me, but he never did. I flipped him over so I could take control. I violently peeled off his shirt getting out the anger I had built up for so long. I spread kisses and nibbles down his chest and stomach stopping at his waistline. I looked up at him flirtaciously as he licked his lips and closed his eyes. I slid down his sweatpants and grabbed his boxers with my teeth pulling them down and allowing his beast to be free. It bounced at the freedom, my own twitching within itself. I took him in my hands before pressing my tongue against his tip, twirling it around in my mouth. He thrust into my mouth, moaning signaling he wanted more. I took his length in my mouth and bobbed back and forth, after coming back up I gagged slightly. I pumped him a couple of times before repeating the process.

"Carlos, you dirty fucking slut. I know you can do better than that." He growled before holding my face against him for a moment. I was gagging and moaning around him, he let me free and I pumped him again.

"You fucking whore, lay down." I obeyed.

I laid down on the bed, he ripped down my boxers and held two fingers to my mouth. "Suck on them." He shoved them into my mouth as I sucked on them making them slippery and wet. He removed his fingers and I shut my eyes from the pain and pleasure. He rubbed his finger around my entrance, teasing me making me whine.

"Kendall, please.." I begged.

"Did I tell you you could speak?" He kissed me roughly, while jamming in his fingers. Both at the same time. I moaned into his mouth as he twirled and curled them. I gripped his hair and tugged it gently. "Mm, fuck you're so tight." He said smirking before removing his fingers. He grabbed the bottle of lube in the nightstand and put it on. I reached down and helped him apply it. He leaned over me and propped himself at my entrance, whispering in my ear. "I love you, Carlos." He jammed into me. Without warning. He didn't even give my time to respond to his 'I love you.' He gave me a moment to get adjusted.

"Move." He listened, he pumped in and out. I moaned from the pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. He pounded in and out of me, hitting my sweet spot over and over again.

"¡Dios mío! Más. ¿Por favor, Papi?" He loved it when I called him papi and screamed in Spanish so I would do it, to please my Kendall. He didn't understand me, but once I thrust up trying to get more of him inside of me he knew what I said. He pushed all the way in and held for a moment, before pounding me again. Moaning loudly he reached down and pumped me in rhythm to his deep thrusts. I clenched the bed and screamed, feeling the tightening in my lower abdomen. I shut my eyes and before I knew it I exploded all over Kendalls hand. Seconds later he burst into me. Pulling out slowly, both of us out of breathe lay there for a moment before he moves. All I ever wanted was for Kendall to make love to me then hold me close and cuddle with me after.

"Kendall?" I asked shyly.

"Yeah?" He asked while pulling up his sweats and looking at me.

"What you said, did you mean it?" I asked, looking into his deep emerald green eyes.

"What, that I love you?" He chuckled softly, pulling his shirt over his head. "Of course not, I was just in the heat of them moment." I sat on the bed, biting my lip to hold in the stream of tears i could feel filling my eyes. He flung the door open and yelled from the front door. "Going to hang out with Jo!"

The second I heard that door shut, I let every emotion I had flood out. I curled up into my bed, pulled the covers over my face and cried myself to sleep.