The night was cold, as was the granite slab Liftoil sat on. He was passing time playing with a yo-yo while waiting for his partner. Liftoil rested his back on the old tombstone, pouting. Today was just not his day. Everything seemed to go against him, even the famed string of his favourite toy. Not to mention he was hungry too. Glancing at his watch, he sighed again. Bright was late again.
Liftoil rolled around the grave in annoyance, imagining all the evil things he would do to his boyfriend when he arrived. The sound of someone approaching made him look up. Glaring at the familiar face, he rolled on his side, shoving his back to him.
"Sorry, baby. I am late." Bright apologized, placing his palm on Liftoil's back.
"You are always late," Liftoil murmured, acting all sulky even though he wasn't that mad in the first place.
"I will make it up to you."
"How?"Liftoil asked, waiting for an answer. In a second, he felt wet lips on his exposed neck, sucking his creamy skin. He couldn't stop a soft moan from escaping.
"Let's eat first, love. We can continue later." Bright whispered into his sensitive ear. Liftoil nodded, rolling on his back, blinking at his handsome boyfriend. Bright was already on his feet, choosing the most appealing grave. Right, food comes first. Liftoil smiled, skipping towards his man to find out what was on their ghoul menu tonight.
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OffGun October Collection of Drabbles 2022
Fanfiction✅COMPLETED New drabbles and short stories with Off/Gun and their couples. This time a little bit dark.
