MewGulf oneshots book 2

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"I'm going to end you in the next round!"

Mew grinned, rounding the corner to the living room. He had just dropped his bag on one of the chairs in the kitchen and was on his way to greet Gulf who had arrived earlier than him in the condo they shared and with that sentence, he heard he knew exactly where he was and what he was doing.

And he was right.

He leaned against the doorframe, arms folded and just looked at the view in front of him on the other side of the living room.

Gulf was fuming over his phone and harshly pressing his fingers into the screen. He was lounging on the couch on his stomach with his feet dangling in the air. Mew wanted to call out to him but stopped his words from slipping out when his eyes scanned over Gulf's form and his breath hitched.

He now realized how much he had missed this, just... watching, admiring.

He took in every dip. Every curve, every fold. How Gulf's muscles contracted when he pressed harshly into his phone. How he was biting his lip, concentrating on his game. His hair still a bit wet from the shower and a few droplets were travelling down his neck.

"I think I know what I'll get for dinner..." Mew groaned, licking his lips and pushed himself off the doorframe and walked over to Gulf. He planted himself behind him on the couch and pulled Gulf's legs over his lap and let his hands wander over the expanse of Gulf's back.  

"hello babe, I'm home." he whispered against Gulf's head as he leaned in.

"Hmm... welcome back." Gulf hummed and gave Mew a quick glance and a small smile before returning his gaze to his phone screen.

"what are you playing?" Mew said and rolled his eyes at his "busy" boyfriend when he didn't get an answer immediately and leaned in closer, closing the distance between them and took in Gulf's scent that was uniquely him.

"Free fire with some friends." Gulf's answer finally was curt and it didn't seem he would answer anything else for Mew.

But Mew didn't need more though, he had other things to focus on and his eyes wandered down his back and to the mounts of Gulf's ass.

His dinner.

"Mew.... what are you doing?" Gulf groaned when he felt Mew hand wander over his back and further down.

"you seem tense tua eng. Just focus on your game." Mew said sultrily.

Gulf didn't really think much of it as Mew did this more often than not when he had missed him after a long day.

Mew pushed Gulf's sweater slowly up, letting his fingertips caress lightly over the expanse of Gulf's back. He dipped his fingers into the tense muscles and slowly rotated his thumbs, massaging his way down over the heated skin. He heard a little sigh escape Gulf's lip and a satisfied grin decorated his face.

"feels good?" Mew chuckled.

"hmmm..." He only got in response and he continued his little massage. His goal was right under his hands as he reached the lowest part of Gulf's back and hips.

With his fingers, he slowly peeled the waistband down and while massaging the skin, pulled it over the plump mounts until it finally rested right where ass met thighs.

Gulf had been so immersed in his game that he hadn't even realized Mew pulling his pants down until he felt 2 big palms grab both of his cheeks and squeeze them. He gasped and his body shuddered at the contact.

"ah! Mew!" he gasped when his ass was suddenly also hoisted up over Mew's lap so Mew had easier access to his "dinner".

Mew nearly salivated at the smooth golden globes in front of his eyes and his fingers dug a little deeper into the skin.