Running with a murderer (Schlattbur) (DISCONTINUED/REWRITING)

{Quick Note, Skip if you'd like :)}

Okay okay.

I'm sorry that you now don't really write much about schlatt and will. Why?? Because it was a car drive and I don't want it to go by quick so these last few chapters I just put what the others were doing.

So enjoy a Schlatt and Wilbur chapter!! Also thank you very much for the support.

Running with a murderer is actually one of my most popular book on my account so again thank you :) I'm glad to know that many of you enjoy it :))

And I will sadly announce that the book is coming close to a end. Sorry haha but I want to write as much chapter as possible and take my time then rush the story.

So to the people who enjoys this book and shows so much support, thank you :)

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Warning: Dirty Talk

" We are finally here! "

Schlatt sighed with relief.

" thank fucking god. My legs are killing me. " he looks at the older male " so what's our plan? How are we gonna do this?? " he asked.

" I'm thinking of us renting a motel, but you might need to pay since I'm a main suspect. " schlatt nods " and after that?? " wilbur shrugs " I dunno, go eat maybe?? We are gonna have to go through a drive through though. "

" yes please, I'm so fucking hungry. I'm tired of eating just snacks. Aren't you? " wilbur chuckles looking over at the male " Of course I'm not tired of you schlatt~ " the male blushes " fuck off. " Wilbur laughs.

He grumbles to himself, still blushing.

A hand was placed on his thigh rubbing it slowly " aaaw~ is schlatt mad~? " he didn't say anything but push away his hand. Wilbur smiles " so what do ya wanna eat? " he shrugs " anything, I really don't care. As long as its actual food. "

Wilbur nodded.

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It was a risk but everything went smoothly. They both sat in the back of the van in the parking lot, eating.

Wilbur looks at schlatt taking a bite from his burger. Mayonnaise was on the corner of his mouth slowly looking at his neck, He could help but smirk at him. The younger looks up at him and raised a brow;

" what? " he asked.

The brit smiles warmly " nothing~ " the male shrugs about to bite into his burger again " hey, " he looks up again " you got a little something on your mouth. "

" oh. " schlatt pulled his sleeve down a bit about to wipe the area of his mouth, wilbur stops him " here, I'll help you out. " the male gets onto his knees and leans forward schlatt.

His eyes grew wide feeling wilbur connect his tongue against his skin, licking away the access sauce beside his mouth.

Wilbur leans away and sits back down, smiling at schlatt before eating like nothing happen.

WHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCKWHATTHEFUCK–

His face felt like it was burning, like it was on fire. Schlatt furrowed his brows " WHAT THE FUCK WIL! " wilbur looks at him while he bite into his burger " DONT ACT LIKE YOU DIDN'T JUST FUCKING DO THAT!! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!! " he shouted angrily and with embarrassment.

" What? What happened~? " he cooed.

" DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME CUNT!! " wilbur laughs out loud at the embarrassed schlatt.