𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

After Last Night

a heavy, dragged out yawn fell from kj's lips as he rubbed at his eyes softly. then, he started to sit up until he felt something restraining him. perhaps, someone.

kj's golden eyes fell down to his chest, seeing long, red streaked hair flailed out across his chest. a small grin came over his pierced lips as he ran his fingers through the streaked hair, combing some of the kinks in it out.

suddenly, the body on top of kj's chest shifted, causing him to halt his grooming for the moment.

"mmh...~" the person slowly moved to sit themself up, rubbing their eyes with clawed, freckled fingers.

"damn," kj's tongue ran across his lips, "you look even better in the daylight."

a low chuckle came from the person before they let out a hum. their two toned eyes connected with kj's golden ones with a look of tiredness but with a hint of sensuality.

"good mornin, darlin'."

kj felt himself melt from raspiness in the person's smoky voice. he couldn't help but lean into the touch of the person when they slid a hand under his chin, feeling his face heat up from the gentle touch.

"you tryna go another round?"

"nah," a giggle came from the person, "you made me feel good as hell though."

kj slithered his arm around the person's waist with a smug laugh, "i know i did."

"don't get big headed." kj threw his hands back softly as he muttered a small 'my bad' before placing his arms back around the person's waist.

"was it good for you?" inquired the person as they rested their arms on kj's shoulders.

kj let out a small hum before saying, "very."

the person flashed a dimpled grin at kj before placing a light kiss on his pierced lips. kj returned it before feeling the person pull away from him.

the person sucked in a deep breath before they got off of kj which made kj frown a bit.

why is he frowning? moreover, why is he craving their touch?

it was just a one night thing...right?"

"you leavin already?"

the person picked up their clothing from last night, starting to put them on, "yeah. it ain't nun else for me to be here for."

kj stayed quiet before he exhaled softly, slipping out of the bed and gazing at the person.

"you don't want nothin to eat? i can make some breakfast."

"nah, im aight," the person turned towards kj with a small smirk, "you do that often?"

"what?"

"make breakfast for the people you fuck."

kj snorted out a laugh, "you the first."

"oh? i ain't think i put it down on you /that/ good, but i guess i did."

'oh you definitely did...' kj bit his lip at that thought as he watched the person finish dressing.

"well," the person let out a high hum as they stretched their slender, toned body before headed towards kj's bedroom door to leave, "i guess imma be on my way out now."

"rubae."

the person, rubae, paused at the door, turning their head towards kj.

"when im gone see you again?"

rubae let out a small chuckle, "probably never, but you shouldn't have a problem lookin for another fuck buddy for a night."

kj resisted an eye roll, plopping down on his bed with a heavy breath. rubae averted his eyes to kj before leaning against the doorframe with a hand on his hip.

"why?"

kj felt like he shouldn't say it, but the urge was poking at his head more than he would've liked it to.

"you put it on me like i never felt before and...i want some more of that."

rubae quirked an eyebrow with a smirk that resembled smugness, "and?"

now kj really shouldn't say anything. he knew the next thing he thought (and would have possibly said) would definitely cause him to get teased by the cocky man.

"that's it." rubae scoffed with a light shake of his head.

"y'all young fuckboys too easy for a nigga like me."

now it was kj's turn for his eyebrow to quirk. he opened his mouth to protest but silence only came from his mouth.

"don't be offended, darlin. yo dick was veryyy nice but damn," rubae let out another chuckle, "fuck wit your /dick/, not your /heart/."

kj felt like he was being lectured by a college professor which made him cross his arms in an agitated manner. somehow, he kept his poker face neutral even though his blood boiled on the inside.

"so what you tryna say? im in love wit you or somethin?"

rubae licked his lips when his head cocked to the side.

"i ain't say nun about love, playboy."

at that moment, kj realized that he exposed himself without directly exposing himself. the feeling of embarrassment overcame him as he averted his eyes from rubae.

"and that right there..." rubae slowly approached kj, grabbing his chin softly and turning his head to face theirs, "is why i
/love/ fuckin the fuckboys."

kj felt his body tense from the strong eye contact that he and rubae had going on. those sinful, clever mismatched eyes...kj didn't know what to do.

"y'all throw so much game and sling so much dick until it's that one mothafucka that come around and fuck the brains out outta y'all and make y'all wanna marry em."

kj felt his body quiver from the close proximity that he and rubae had. he could smell his natural scent so vividly—lavender with a hint of ginger.

"i could go on and on about y'all fuckboys, but i won't. instead, imma let this sink in yo head 'fore i leave-"

before kj could even realize what he did, he locked his lips with rubae's. rubae didn't flinch nor did he return the kiss—at least for a moment.

then, kj felt rubae's wet and warm tongue trace his lips before slithering its way in his mouth. he felt their tongue piercing bump against his teeth softly, feeling their tongue slowly reach to the back of his throat. the length surprised kj as he felt himself at a suddenly loss of breath.

finally, rubae pulled back, breaking the string of saliva that connected their tongues for a second before licking his lips with a dimpled smirk. he went to kj's ear with a hushed voice.

"the sway of these hips and the taste of these lips always turn a fuckboy into a loverboy. remember that."

after that, rubae slipped his hand from under kj's stubbled chin before striding out of the bedroom, leaving the breathless kj gasping for air.