MewGulf oneshots

18+ Let me eat you before dinner

Gulf was cooking them dinner after a few days apart, but Mew had other plans. And those plans didn't include food at that moment...

Hmm... this tasted okay...

Gulf thought to himself. He was at Mew's house cooking dinner. He came home early from college and wanted to surprise him with some home-cooked food. They both had been very busy the last few days and they texted and facetimed of course but he really wanted to see him now. He stirred the noodles and tossed the chicken some more and hummed a song to himself. He watched the soup waiting for it to start boiling.

He walked over to the kitchen table to grab his phone and see if Mew had sent him anything. Opening up his chat he saw that Mew hadn't responded yet but had read his message asking when he would be done with classes. He signed and closed his chat. He would just focus on the food or he wouldn't be able to surprise him with a good home-cooked meal. He walked back to the stove to stir the food around when he heard the door click. He perked his ears to hear Mew walk inside, he smiled hearing the rinkling of his keys and the soft footsteps getting closer.

"what smells so good in here..." Mew walked into the kitchen sniffing the air. Gulf looked up and smiled at him. Mew's eyes lit up when he saw Gulf. He quickly put his bag pack on the stool and tossed his keys in the bowl by the wall.

"hey Mew, I'm cooking you dinner..." Gulf shily mumbled when he was engulfed in a tight embrace by Mew.

"I can see that. What's the occasion?" Mew leaned his head on Gulfs shoulder sniffing in his scent.

"w-well we haven't seen each other for days now! And my classes ended early so I thought some dinner with you would be nice." Gulf said looking in Mew's eyes when he let him go. Mew kissed his lips softly. They basked in the silence and softly kissed before Gulf pulled back.

"go take a shower! I'll be done soon with the food." Gulf quickly said feeling a blush creep up his neck, pushing Mew to the bathroom door. Mew laughed and tried to protest and hug Gulf again but Gulf pushed him into the bathroom before he could do anything. Gulf turned over to the stove and started working on finishing dinner. He hummed the tune that had been stuck in his head for the past hour and occasionally tasted the food. It really tasted good and he felt proud he could make something edible at least.

He was so caught up in his thought he didn't hear Mew walk back into the room.

He yelped when arms wrapped around his waist and slipped under his shirt. Mew laid his head on Gulf shoulder. Gulf felt the wet hairs prickle his face and smelled the fresh smell of soap and Mew's body scent.

"smells really good baby." Mew mumbled into his ear and caressed his stomach and stroked his sides.

"Mew... Don't, I'm cooking here."

"what, I'm not doing anything." Mew smirked and kissed his neck. He caressed further up under his shirt and slipped over his hardened nipples.

"Mew!" Gulf gasped out when Mew tweaked one of his nipples. He dropped the spoon in the pan and tried to pry Mew's hand of his chest. He tried pushing him away with his hips but was met with a very obvious hard member grinding against him.

"Mew..." Gulf tried to plead with him but there wasn't even a little bit of anger in his voice. He knew he would give this man anything he wanted, and he had really missed his touch the last few days... He had to do with his own hands and that was just so unsatisfying. He would never tell Mew that though...

Mew kept nipping on his neck and ear, Gulf gripped the hands that were exploring his chest over his shirt.

"I missed you baby." Mew whispered out ghosting his fingers over the sensitive nubs. He grinding his hard dick between his jeans covered ass.