Fulgur sighs, flipping the sign on the door to closed. He then walks over behind the counter, cleaning some glasses. Another long day serving loud, mid thirty ladies that try to flirt horribly or..drop hints, or do anything crazy in general.
At least, now, he gets some quiet time. That is, until Uki appears.
The psychic wraps his arms around the others waist, resting his head on his shoulder. "Fuufuu-chan..!" He let's out in a needy voice. "You've been denying my kisses this entire day.." He whines.
Fulgur sets down his glass, already aware he's most likely going to be bombarded with kisses in a few seconds right now. "Sorry, Uki.." He apologizes, a Small chuckle followed after. However, Uki doesn't think it's sincere.
Before Uki can say ahh thing, Fulgur continues. "I'll make up for it t—"
"Right now. Why not right now?" He asks.
Fulgur gives a knowing sigh, relaxing his hand on the side of the others head, giving him a small pat. "I'm tireddd."
Uki whines again. "Mmm! Cmon, just one." He says, which makes the cyborg turn around, a small smile on his lips. "Fine." He chuckled, before leaning in.
Uki leans in as well, their lips meeting, finally. He wraps his arms around the others neck, pulling him closer, letting out a small hum. Fulgurs hands find themselves snake around the violet-haired males waist.
The moment is brief, but sweet. Uki pulls away, a sly grin on his face. However, Fulgur knows that expression from anywhere.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He questions, placing a hand on the others cheek, realizing how warm it is. Uki hums, again. "I think you need to make up for all the kisses I've been denied today, no?" He questions, slyly.
The cyborg tilts his head slightly.
But then, Uki grabs his wrist, and in a swift move, he pins him against the wall, which earns him a small yelp from the silver haired man.
"..Uki?" Fulgur says, nervously. Uki leans closer. Closer, as if to tease him. "..And have some fun, too." He adds to his last sentence.
Fulgur averts his gaze. Were they..about to fuck? In a bar? Well, there's only one way to find out.
Uki grabs the other by the jaw, nails digging into skin slightly. He fits his lips to his again, taking in his taste. Fulgur closes his eyes, grabbing onto the fabric of his shirt. Fulgur thinks that this night is gonna be just..kissing, and that's it. But Uki has other plans.
His tongue joins the kiss at an appropriate time, which takes Fulgur aback. He hesitates, but does the same. Fuck, he can feel his pants getting tighter—He let's out a small grunt, feeling himself get lost in the kiss.
But that doesn't last long. The psychic pulls away, breathing heavily. He grins in satisfaction, taking in the others look. Red cheeks, breathing heavily..He wonders. He wonders if he can get him messier than this.
"Is this for me, Fuu-chan?~" He teases, a hand going lower, palming the other through the thin, black jeans he wears-and the contact makes Fulgur jerk a bit. He lets out a breath, looking down, watching. "U-Uki.." He stutters, bringing his attention back to Uki.
"It's for me, isn't it?" Uki teases once more, before stopping, pressing a kiss to his cheek—then getting on his knees, using the others legs as a support for him to get down.
The cyborg stares, and just stares. He bites down on his bottom lip, seeing the other look up at him with those damn eyes of his. The eyes filled with need, and want.
Uki nuzzles his cheek on the others thigh, as if to tease, once more. "May I? Pleaseeee." He says, voice light. Fulgur swallows, thinking for a moment.
He's about to nod, until he's brought back to his senses...They can't be doing this in public. He looks down at Uki. "..Not here." He utters, face red, from embarrassment.
The psychic stands up, frowning a bit, with a pout. "But nobody is here.." He says. Fulgur shakes his head in response. "I know. But still.." He says, averting his gaze.
Uki then glances over, seeing the bathroom sign hung up on the wall. He grabs the others hand softly. "Then, let's do it somewhere else. Somewhere where nobody will see us." He says, before pulling him over.
"Ah—Okay?" Fulgur follows, making his way into the boys bathroom with Uki. The psychic let's go, turning around, and shutting the door behind him. He doesn't bother locking it, since nobody is here, anyways.
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"Not here." (psyborg)
FanfictionUki and Fulgur work at a bar together, but after the bar closes, things get heated-or, Uki decides to get the kisses he's been denied while working. btw this is top uki and bottom Fulgur MUAHAHA