Vicious Submissive (BoyxBoy)

Sweet: Cyrus POV

Leo's silver orbs met mine as he smiled at me,

 "It's a sweet dessert drink. It's made with ice cream and sometimes there's candy inside it, too. Considering how you attacked my bowl of ice cream that one night, I think you'd like it."

I smirked at the memory of basically stealing his entire bowl of ice cream after I said I just wanted a taste. It was so good. I think I might have eaten it often with my brother before...everything. I shook my head to get rid of the memories before looking back at the menu,

 "I think I'll try one. The club sandwich looks good, too. With fries, of course."

 "You're addicted."

I clicked my tongue,

 "Whatever. What are you going to get?"

 "One version of your least favorite thing."

I shook my head,

 "You know, I love you but your taste in food can be questionable at times."

He overlapped his hands on the table and leaned towards me with a smirk on his face,

 "Did you just say that you 'love me', gorgeous?"

I raised a brow in slight confusion,

 "Yes. Of course, I do."

His smile grew along with the adoration in his eyes,

 "That's the first time you've said it out loud, Cy."

I thought back and realized he was right. My face heated up as I felt slightly embarrassed. I'd just said something so important in the most unromantic and sarcastic way possible. Leo reached across the table, chuckling as he interlaced our fingers. I stared at our joined hands,

 "I mean it...I really do love you..."

He brought the back of my hand to his lips, kissing it gently,

 "I know, Cy. I love you too."

I started to smile back at him until I heard footsteps approaching our table. All expression dropped from my face automatically. Instead, I looked at him with as much happiness in my gaze as possible. He smiled back and kissed my hand again before turning to our waitress. She wore a snug crop top with a piece of fabric wrapped around her upper thighs and waist that was trying its damnedest to be a skirt.

The pen, that should have been waiting to write down our order, was situated between her cherry red lips instead. She smelled like a wolf from our pack or, should I say, multiple wolves from our pack. Slut. Her tits nearly popped out of her shirt as she leaned forward slightly, eye fucking Leo. Not this shit again. Leo started to say something, but he didn't get the chance as my eyes shifted color and I growled, catching the girls attention,

 "Listen to me carefully. I'll only say this once. He's my mate. MINE. So put your tits away and take a step back. The only thing you should be focussed on is our order. When you're done serving our food, you can find a dick to suck. 'Til then, focus on your fucking job or find someone who will."

I glared at her until she looked down in submission, which didn't take long. She stood up straight and stepped back, her eyes never leaving the ground,

 "Yes, sir. I apologize. What would you all like to eat today?"

We gave her our orders, and she quickly scurried away to fill them. I rolled my eyes at her retreating figure before looking back at an amused Leo,