Short Gay Stories~

Petals Pt.4 (CW: Smut)

Content warning: Frottage, handjob, public space, hickeys, and kissing ofc

3rd person POV:

The sounds of moans were successfully disguised by the sound of rain pelting against the roof and sidewalk outside. Inside a small flower shop were two men, losing themselves in eachother.
After Vincent had pulled Emil down for a chaste kiss,  Emil had grabbed him by the waist and pulled him closer for a much less innocent one.

"A-ah, Emil..." Vincent barely managed to let that whisper out before Emil pressed him against the counter.
Emil pulled away for a moment, "Are you okay?" Vincent's blushed somehow brightened even more as he placed his cold hands on Emil's chest, "I'm fine, it's just, um, I'm getting r-really cold, can you help me take m-my shirt off?" God, he really managed to make that sound like an innocent request.
Emil's eyes widened and he immediately started undoing the buttons on Vincent's shirt, "God, you really are so..." he huffed and looked up at Vincent's face. He was red in the face, trying to cover his face up with the back of one of his hands, small tremors ran through his chilled body whenever Emil's fingers brushed against him. "...perfect"
With his shirt unbuttoned, he helped Vincent with his sweater, letting them both fall to the floor. Emil gripped Vincent's hips, making Vincent squirm, his hands gripping the front of Emil's shirt. "I'm gonna put you on the counter, okay?" Vincent nodded in response to the gentle question.

Soon, the two were moaning into each others mouths, tongues meeting and lips exploring each other's bodies. Vincent started kissing Emil's jaw and neck, making the brunet groan. Vincent shivered as he started leaving hickeys, he could feel the vibrations of Emil's sounds as his lips travelled up and down his throat. He made it to his ear and kissed it gently, making Emil's grip on his waist tighten.
Vincent's legs were wrapped around Emil's hips, and while Vincent entertained himself with leaving hickeys on the taller male, Emil became aware of something that made him bite his lip to suppress a moan. They both had noticeable bulges in their pants, and the way that Vincent was holding Emil close with his legs gave Emil an idea to flip the tables and make Vincent a mess.
Emil moved his hands to Vincent's ass and squeezed, making the bespectacled man jolt in surprise and embarrassment. Emil grinned and continued to grope the round ass that filled his hands up so nicely.
"E-Emil, what are y-you doing- Ahm!"
Emil shivered happily at hearing Vincent's surprised moan, he had pulled him closer by the ass and he had bucked his hips forward at the same time, giving both of them a much welcome moment of friction.
Vincent's head rolled back as Emil started to pull him closer in time with him bucking his hips.

Emil's POV:

He's so fucking hot look at him- I can't even think right now

When I launched my plan to make Vincent a mess I didn't know what I was getting myself into. He was quivering and twitching in my grasp and he looked like he loved it. His lips were parted and the sweetest gasps and moans slipped out, though that led to him feeling self conscious. My heart nearly exploded when he buried his face into the crook of my neck.
"Emil I-I can't- I wanna-ah-o-oh god-" he whimpered into my neck, he was practically melting against me.
"What is it, baby?" I moaned internally as he shivered when hearing me say 'baby', I had no idea he'd be this weak to a simple word.
"I want you- I want you to...I w-want you to touch me ple-please..." he pulled away from my neck and looked at me. His eyes were glossy and pleading, his cheeks were flushed and his hips were still mindlessly moving against mine. I groaned and kissed him, pushing him down so he was laying on the counter, hair splayed out around his head. I slipped his glasses of his nose as delicately as I could and set them down next to us, close enough where he could grab the easily. I lifted his legs up and started slipping his pants off, making him cover his face with both hands.
"D-Don't do that, Vincent...please I wanna see you..." I was straight up pouting and I didn't even care that I sounded childish I just really wanted to see his face when I touched him.