Davesport oneshots

VIII

There wasn't anything going on at Freddy Fazbender's today. Jack had sighed, leaning against a table in the kitchen, wasting time.

Dave noticed his orange-baby by himself. He had straightened himself up and walked into the kitchen to impress him.

"Heyyy Sportsy. Ya come here often?"

"Dave. We work here. And, we've been dating for months you don't have to keep up with this flirty act."

Dave immediately was shot down.

"Come here."

Dave clung to Jack lovingly, kissing him on the lips.

"Mmh." He made a soft noise before stopping the kiss. "Your lips are so soft."

Jack had sat on top of the table, pulling Dave into another kiss.

"Mmh. Anything else that you're finding out?"

"Your legs are so sexy."

Dave rubbed Jack's thighs, making him sigh a little.

"Dave. You're sure trying to rile me up a lot."

"Is it working?"

"Mm depends." Jack opened his legs wider. "What were you planning to do to me?"

"Ya know." Dave motioned something with his hand, making Jack laugh.

"Well, you better get to work before we get caught, baby."

Dave growled a little, kissing Jack before pulling his pants down.

They immediately stopped once they heard their boss yell for them.

"Well, looks like you were a bit too late Davey."
Jack pulled his pants back up, kissing Dave on the lips. "Maybe when work's over."

Dave stood there, uncomfortably alone before defeatedly walking out of the kitchen..