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Waffles drenched in syrup,bananas that I lick to make him tense as he sips his hot coffee across from me.
"You should order a milkshake."
I tease,excitement running through from the memory and the way his jaw clenches quickly.
My mind still reels from last night,most delicious orgasm I've ever had still fresh in my mind.
Honestly I could never really have them,never let anyone touch me the way he did.
Never really wanted anyone to.
My fingers still hurt clenching the headboard,splinters I had to pull out in the morning from how hard my grip was.
It was so delicious and powerful I briefly wondered how it'd be if we ever fully gave in,rough sex that would have me screaming I'm sure.
His eyes stay glued to me as I think this through in the cafe we're currently at.
Odd thoughts for breakfast I know.
But I can't help it.
A small smirk has my heart racing.
"I might get one to go."
His voice raw,makes me laugh quietly as my pulse quickens.
I swirl my fork in the syrupy waffles,so sweet it's deadly with the sugar they sprinkled on top.
I fork up a banana slice and pop it in my mouth.
"Tell me something."
He raises an eyebrow,ring glinting like moonlight in the cafe.
"Like what?"
I cock my head,forking another slice of the tangy fruit and popping it between my teeth.
"Something about you."
He leans back like I asked the hardest question on the world,face scrunched in thought.
"Something about me?"
He asks,swirling his fingers around the top of his brown mug with the bitter brow liquid to match inside.
I nod,waiting patiently.
His face scrunches more,leaning over the table slightly as his eyes lock on my face.
"I hate sand."
Despite the serious face of his I laugh,rolling my eyes to the roof of the purple cafe.
"That's what you came up with?"
I laugh harder and his jaw relaxes,smile I adore playing on those soft lips of his.
"It's something about me.You didn't clarify what you wanted to hear."
He shrugs and leans back,smile widening as I laugh harder and roll my eyes again.
"Something serious smart ass."
I fork a banana and throw it at him,sliding down his shirt so it leaves a trail of the sticky syrup.
I have an urge to lean over and lick it off.
He shrugs,slow heavy shoulders lifting as his jaw clenches slightly up.
"Not much to tell."
I raise an eyebrow,a look to say oh really at the dark boy sitting across from me.
"Lies." I say simply.
He swirls his finger around the cup again,long strong finger leaving prints for the next customer to see.
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Poison in my veins (BoyxBoy)
Fanfiction"I'm just a poison." "Then get me infected."