Not so school appropriate 🛑〈 garten of banban one shots 〉

Causing and mending (Bittergiggle x Syringeon) smut

Note: I got this done pretty quickly (prolly cuz it was rushed and I'm a growing teenager with a silly mind)
Surprisingly not too proud of myself, but I hey, who cares
I'm prolly gonna look back at this and cringe (speaking of looking back I literally hate almost all the first stuff I wrote for this book)

Warning: threats, open wounds, blood?? (Givanium??) pain kink, etc.

Word count: 2223

Bittergiggle was sitting on the operation table as Syringeon was fixing him up. There was a toadstar stuck in his shoulder and thought to pay Syringeon a little visit.

"You oughta stop provokin' the sheriff like that, Bitter. Y'know he ain't afraid to kill ya if you got too close." Syringeon said as he pulled the toadstar out of Bittergiggle's shoulder.

Bittergiggle made a pouting noise and turned his head. "So what if I wanna have a little fun with him? He can kill me for all I care! I actually enjoy getting myself into danger and the thrill of getting one of the sheriffs stars lodged in my shoulder. It feels kinda nice..~" He snickered a bit and gave a flirty smirk at Syringeon.

"Bittergiggle, you are very strange, you know that right?"

Bittergiggle fluttered his nonexistent eyelashes and giggled. "I'm a jester, Syringeon. Of course I would be strange. But at least I'm not as strange as you and your... arms.. hehe..~"

"What about my arms? They look just fine to me." Syringeon questioned as he looked at himself.

The jester laughed loudly. "4 is just too much, and you don't even have any hands! Just surgical tools, how would you even pick up a lady? Or a gentleman.. or whatever the heck you are into, haha!~"

Syringeon blushed and tossed the toadstar away, attempting to hide his face from Bittergiggle. The jester continued snickering, his shoulder still bleeding out givanium. Obviously, he was still in some sort of pain but he just continued laughing like nothing was wrong.

"Oh, but Y'know, I wouldn't mind if used those 4 arms to hold me." Bittergiggle smiled at the surgeon and winked at him, still laughing like a maniac. "It'd be cute..~"

Syringeon huffed, staring down at Bittergiggle's wound. It wasn't deep, but it was still bleeding.

"Does it still hurt? Your arm?" He asked, pointing to the jester's shoulder.

"I don't know. Why don't you kiss it better for me?~" Bittergiggle teased, still fluttering his non-existent eyelashes. "Or better yet, why not bite at it, suck out my givanium and lick the wound clean?~"

Syringeon blushed heavily again and stared at Bittergiggle. He looked down at the wound again and sighed. "Will that actually make you feel any better..?"

Bittergiggle just narrowed his eyes, nodding with a stupid grin on his face. "C'mon Syringeon, it wouldn't hurt to try. I can tell that you are very interested...~"

Syringeon took a few steps forward and bent down to the jester's bleeding wound. He slowly put his mouth to it, his tongue sticking out. His face was hot from being so embarrassed.

He began licking and sucking at the wound, his eyes looking up at Bittergiggle every once in awhile. Bittergiggle moaned a bit, closing his eyes and sighing. He was obviously enjoying this more than he should have.