A Bin for the Dragon 🗑️🐉

Sweet Tooth

⚠️This oneshot is NSFW, and contains consent, pet name calling, size difference, somewhat of a quickie, sex in semi public spot, holding back moans, ejaculation.

Vincent was at the local shopping mall, taking his lunch break from his job at the gothic store. He was in the food court, at a close by bakery, as he looked the menu above to order something warm and sweet to satisfy his stomach. As he made his decision on a treat, he proceeded to tell the cashier his order.

"I'd like to have two cinnamon rolls, please."

He quickly pulled out his wallet and handed over his money to the cashier. They gave him a nod and humbly took his money from his hand and placed into the register. They then gave him his receipt and opened the glass display case of baked goods next to them, while putting on gloves and grabbing a pair of tongs, pulling out the cinnamon rolls from the tray. As Vincent waited for his order, he felt his cellphone vibrate in his pants pocket. He then slipped through his pocket and grabbed onto the phone, looking at its screen to see a text from his boyfriend, Maven.

"Leaving me at the store all by myself? So rude baby."

After reading the message, Vincent's face got flushed from embarrassment as he held the ridge of his nose. The cashier then suddenly tapped his arm to get his attention.

"Your order is ready, sir."

"O-oh! Thank you.."

Vincent took his box of cinnamon rolls, anxiously thanking the cashier before immediately stepping away from the counter so other people in line could make their orders. He looked around the food court, spotting an available table for him to sit. He then walked over to it, pulled out the chair and sat down with his baked good on the table and his phone still in his hand. He briefly looked at Maven's text again as his shaky thumbs began to type on the screen's keyboard to give a reply.

"Sorry, sorry! I wanted to be at the bakery earlier before there was any lunch rush."

"Hey, it's alright. I ain't actually upset lol. Where are you right now?"

"I'm sat down in the food court."

"I'll be there in 5!"

After exchanging texts with one another, Vincent open his box of cinnamon rolls, taking one of them, and having a bite of it as he waited for Maven to meet him.
A few minutes go by as he calmly enjoyed his sweet meal, when a pair of big hands suddenly hovered over his eyes, covering them completely of sight. Shivers travelled down his spine as the playful voice of the person from behind, came close to his ear.

"Guess who."

"M-maven?"

"....dammit."

Vincent's eyes were soon uncovered as Maven stood beside him with a slightly pouted expression on his face.

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Maven, you're the only one I know whose nails are long and vanta black....and the cheap cologne scent too."

"Hey, that's rude."

"I-I'm just...being honest."

Maven pulled out an empty chair from the table and sat down right next to Vincent, as he went back to eating the rest of his cinnamon roll. His boyfriend just watched him eat as he got some of the roll's vanilla glaze at the side of his lips. Maven then reached his hand out his face, resting his thumb on the corner of Vincent's mouth, wiping the icing away clean.