𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟 (𝕂𝕒𝕞 𝕂𝕠𝕥𝕝𝕔)

«27» fuck slow

I have humbly decided to postpone the angst

For your benefit

Better thank me

Anyway happy reading ig

Keefe
Keefe could hear the squealing from all the way up the stairs and down the hall. While alarmed prodigies stopped in their tracks after hearing the strange noises, Keefe rolled his eyes. It had finally come to the end of the school day, and Biana was really fucking excited to go shopping.

Keefe reached walking to the bottom of the stairwell where the rest of the group was waiting patiently to head off to Atlantis. Well, all patient except for Biana.

"OKAY HE'S HERE!! Can we gooooo now?!" Biana whined. She was hastily trying to pull Sophie's arm out the door, and Sophie was just smiling at her. Keefe smirked at his friends in greeting, and winked at Tam when no one was looking. The dark haired boy tugged his bangs over his eyes.

The brown eyed elf sighed and turned to Keefe. She crossed her arms over her chest as Biana tried yanking at them again. "Everyone else is good to go. Are you ready?"

Keefe nodded. Biana squealed and Sophie finally let her tug her out the door with the rest of the group. Together, everyone stepped into the light that would take them to Atlantis.

The streets bustled with busy elves in the gorgeous underwater settlement. Dex turned to Biana with a bemused expression on his face. "Bi, which fancy clothing store are we going to, exactly?"

"Boutique bâtarde élégante. Weird name, I know. But trust me the clothes are to die for," Biana responded, and Keefe snorted at the French name—understanding fully what it meant. "Come on, guys, its just up the street!"

Biana led them up to the very end of the street they were on to an extraordinary large, periwinkle, three-story building that looked like it was made entirely out of crystal. If Keefe was being honest, it was almost as beautiful as Everglen.

"Okay—since the guys section is on the left side of the building, and the girls section is on the right side, we have to split up. Let's go, ladies!" Biana exclaimed, guiding Linh, Marella and Sophie into the glamorous store. Tam, Keefe, Dex, and Fitz were left in silence just outside the door.

Fitz sighed and raised an eyebrow at the rest of them. "So... are we going in?"

"Ugh, yes," Keefe took the opportunity to be his goofy self, and used mimicking skills to perfectly imitate Baina's voice as he led the guys into the building. "Let's go, lads!"

He could hear the lads stifling their laughter as he dragged them through a navy blue crystal archway on the left side of the foyer. It led them into an impossible amount of isles consisting of suits and tuxes and dress shirts and ties and capes and jerkins and tunics and chains and jewellery and oh so many shoes.

Keefe spotted the designated changing room door at the very end of the first isle. How did he know it was a changing room? Well, simply because there was a sign that said 'Changez-vous, salauds" above the doorway. Keefe smirked, an idea forming in his head.

"Where are we even going to start?" Fitz asked, gaping at the monstrous amount of absolutely everything.

"How about we split up?? We can cover more ground that way—horror movie style." Keefe smirked and laced his arm with his boyfriend's, earning him a concerned glance from him. The blonde boy pointed in the direction of the changing room, then in a differing direction. "We'll go this way, and you guys can go that way."

Without waiting for an answer from any of them, Keefe dragged Tam down the isles towards the changing room. They entered, taking in the room that seemed a little too grand to just be for trying on some cloths.

Crystal chandeliers hung from the sealing and large stalls lined the walls. There were various hanging stations around the room made of gold for the unwanted cloths after trying them on. The entire room was a circle, with a large sitting area in the centre that was more elegant than Everglen's best living room.

"Woahhh. This is—nice," Tam breathed, turning to Keefe while looking rather puzzled. "But why exactly are we-"

Keefe guided him by yanking on his arm to the first stall on the far left wall, ultimately cutting his sentence off. He shut the door, locking it from the inside. Thankfully, the door was full length and reached the floor. However, there was still a gap between the walls and the ceiling. Keefe turned to Tam.

The realisation seemed to hit the dark haired boy like a bullet as it dawned on him. "Ohhh. But I thought you said that you wanted to take it sl-"

Keefe cupped Tam's cheek and joint their lips, lifting Tam up to sit on the small bench in the stall. He pulled away, tearing his shirt and cape over his head. He kicked off his boots.

Tam muttered something under his breath that the blonde boy couldn't hear, taking off his own shirt and cape. Keefe's heart pulsed rapidly in his chest as he eyed his lover, who was now removing his boots as well. Tam tilted his head to one side. "Now, enlighten me. What happened to slow?"

"Fuck slow," Keefe shot back the answer calmly, as if they weren't at all about to fuck each other in the changing room of a clothing store.

Tam raised his eyebrows, propping his head up seductively on his hands in his lap. "Alright then, pretty boy."

Keefe rolled his eyes and smirked, not caring about hiding the scarlet hue appearing on his complexion. "Shut up."

The dark haired boy leaned back against the mirror behind him as Keefe connected their lips again. He felt Tam's hands slip into the back of his pants and pull them down, and Keefe kicked them off the rest of the way.

Keefe pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air. He pulled of Tam's own pants and had to refrain from kissing his boyfriend's neck, worried about the makeup coming off.

So, instead, Keefe steadily pulled down Tam's boxers as the boy sat on the bench—getting straight to the point. He heard a small gasp fall from Tam's lips and Keefe's hands were shaking with anticipation. Keefe knelt just below Tam, and looked at him. "Can I..."

"Please," Tam whispered, shutting his eyes and resting his head on the mirror. Keefe smirked before propping his lover's tip into his mouth, gliding his tongue over it. As he watched his boyfriend intently for his reaction, Tam let out a loud groan. Holy shit did Keefe love that sound. It only continued as he did as well.

Thank fuck the room was deserted when we got here.