90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟚𝟠 - Food 🍇

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Food use (is there a name for this?), Oral sex, Roughish sex.

Word count: 1944

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Kokichi chuckled, cheeks stinging from his unwavering smile. Whipped cream coated his fingers in clumps as he spread the sugary treat over his abdomen. He lay sprawled out on the bed, food bottles stored on the bedside. Almost his entire torso had been covered in the sweet dessert topping. It was mainly whipped cream with some chocolate syrup, but Kokichi decided to add a few rainbow sprinkles because there wasn't a reason not to.

The only other covering on Kokichi's body was his red and yellow striped boxers, adding to the playful atmosphere. Kokichi had lain a spare, unused blanket over the bed to protect the sheets and pillows thrown to the floor. If the cheap blanket ended up ruined, it wouldn't be the end of the world and they could chuck it in the garbage. Plus, it provided an excuse to avoid cleaning. Any cleaning was boring to the purplette.

Syrup tickled Kokichi's sides, making him squirm out of reflex as it soaked into the sheet. The cool cream stuck to his skin, leaving a sugary and sticky film underneath. Licking the cream from his fingers and wiping them dry on the blanket, Kokichi strained to grab his phone from the bedside.

Managing to grip the mobile, he scrolled through his contacts and called Rantaro. Shuichi's phone was charging in the bedroom, so it would be stupid to call him. Within an instant, the greenette answered the call. "Hey Koko, are you alright?" He seemed to be panting, struggling to catch his breath. Kokichi could hear something that mimicked squeaking but didn't feel like prying.

"Yep! Is Shumai there?" Kokichi giggled. He couldn't stop trembling with excitement and anticipation. The three had never done something like this before, but Kokichi had always wanted to try. Hell, Kokichi wanted to try everything at least once in his life.

"I'm here," Shuichi spoke. His voice seemed strained too. Kokichi realised he must have called when they were doing something, maybe cleaning. The purplette often ran into their bedroom to hide when the other two wanted to clean the house. He hated boring things like cleaning. "What's going on?"

"Come to the bedroom otherwise I'll vore you in front of our friends," Kokichi sang with a giggle. He didn't know where the insult came from but it popped into his mind, so he used it.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Rantaro questioned.

"Do you want to find out?" Kokichi held his index finger to his lips, smirking with mischief.

"N-No," Rantaro muttered. "Give us a minute." With that, the greenette hung up the call.

Kokichi slid his phone beside Shuichi's, lying back on the bed. He started growing self-conscious in the silence as he waited. It didn't take a minute before his boyfriends entered the bedroom, pausing in the doorway to goggle at him. Their hair was messy and their skin was flushed, but Kokichi didn't care about that.

His heart pounded as his stomach urged him to wring out every last microlitre of its contents. Embarrassment flushed through his cheeks as he propped himself up on his elbows. "This was a stupid idea, I'm sorry... Just go back to whatever you two were doing." Before he could grab the blanket to clean up, Shuichi grabbed his hand and cradled it.

"No no, you look beautiful. This is a great surprise, what brought it on?" Shuichi's smile calmed Kokichi's worry. He returned the grin, still embarrassed by a fraction.