Peraya:The One Shot Library

Singto's Little Mochi Ball

SUMMARY- Singto's favourite dessert is his mochi ball 

Singto

I trudge into the condo after a ridiculously long and tiring day at work. The first thing I notice is the delicious smell and the next thing I hear is a sweet voice humming some melody which I can't recall at the moment. Krist.

And instantly, all the fatigue leaves my body. I enter the kitchen to find my boyfriend,his back to me, cooking something delicious while looking like a fucking delicious dish himself.

He doesn't notice me because he is so focused on his work. He jumps when i wrap my arms around his waist and take a long deep sniff.

"Tuan!" He whines. I chuckle.

"You smell so good." I say as I take another sniff. Fuck he smells so good, and so delicious. I can't help it, I just need to have a taste of his sweet skin.

I place an open mouthed kiss on the side of his neck. I can feel his pulse beating erratically and it warms my heart- that my presence could make his heart race.

I suck on his skin and i can't help nibbling on it. I don't know why or how, but his skin is softer than any kid's I have ever touched. It's so ridiculously squishy and so, so delicious- it reminds me of a mochi ball.

"How was your day?" He asks as he rests his head on my shoulder.

"Tiring." I say in response and then continue sucking on his skin.

"Don't leave a hickey there, I have work tomorrow." he warns me.

I groan. This is the worst part of our job, to be honest. Somedays, it's so fucking difficult to let him leave the bed, because all I want to do is ravish him.

"The makeup artists can do their magic." I whisper as I nibble on the shell of his ear. He can never concentrate on anything else when his ears are being touched- he is just that sensitive there. And I am just evil because I always use it to distract him. I'd sell my soul to the devil for him anyway.

The oven tings and he jerks up from the stupor he had almost gone into. He pushes me away.

"Tuan! You really are becoming worse everyday! Go and freshen up- Go!"

"But I don't wanna leave you." I whine and make my best puppy dog expression as I try to pull him back into my arms.

"I'll still be here once you come out of the washroom. Go, shoo shoo."

I sigh and drag my feet into the room. I instantly miss the softness of his body, but I manage to get into the shower without running back to eat him up. God, I just can't help it at times.

There's this insane urge to just eat him up, bite him everywhere and just... ugh I don't know! He is just so fucking beautiful, my brain stops working normally. You can't blame me for being so forgetful- It's all Krist's fault.

I come out of the shower to find Krist laying out a hearty meal for us. He smiles at me, and I think i can find myself melting into a puddle of whatever. He is so cute- WHY??

How is a man supposed to not want to eat him up? How am I supposed to not want to kiss him everywhere and just hold him and just wrap him up in soft blankets and like never let him get out of bed??? This isn't fair!

"I tried out this recipe P wave gave me the other day. I think you'll like it."

He smiles at me again. He knows I'll eat anything he cooks for me. And then I am apparently a picky eater.