♕︎ - 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 - ♕︎

♔︎ Geto ˣ ᵐᵃˡᵉ ♔︎

⚠︎sʟᴜʀ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ/ʙɪɢ ᴅɪᴄᴋ⚠︎

You were at a bar, casually drinking and drowning in your own misery as. You had been going through a hard break up. You had been with your partner for over two years, finding out he was cheating on you with two other guys.

You looked at the glass of whiskey and roll it in circles, watching the liquid wave and splash on the glass.

You sigh, taking a sip and chugging it down. You huff softly and look around darkly. Your gaze falling over the people dancing and drinking.

You order another few drinks, eventually getting drunk.

Your eyes land on the tall, well composed barista that had been serving you the whole time.

Were you so drunk that he suddenly looked attractive? Or did you not look at him the whole night.

Your cheeks flush red, a combination of the alcohol and embarrassment. You slightly drool and wipe the saliva off your lip. Clearing your throat and looking up at the man.

"Do you serve personal liquids?" You slur out, looking at the man with glossy eyes. His face twists slightly, "Excuse me?" He blinks coldly.

You slump against the bar and smirk, "mghh..some bartender juice.." Geto blushes slightly and leans against the bar, Getting closer to you.

"You'd have to make that yourself." He responds. You slur out a chuckle and drool slightly, "I'm good at that.."

Geto smiles wickedly, he walks away, you look around confused.

Until you feel a large hand wrapping around your wrist and spinning you around, your back arched against the bar.

You gasp, feeling Geto's other hand palming your hard bulge.

You gasp, throwing your head back and whimpering.

Geto scoffs and pushes your head against his shoulder, muffling your sounds as he stokes your throbbing dick.

You gasp softly, feeling his hand sneak inside your sweatpants and start to slowly jerk you off.

Small pants leaving your lips. He has a wicked smirk on his face. Eventually grabbing your wrist again and pulling you to one of the private restrooms. He locks the door, throwing you against the wall.

"S-sir I.." You start, getting cut off by Geto pushing you down to your knees and undoing his belt slowly while looking down at you darkly.

"Sir..w-what.."

"You said you wanted barista juice."

He wraps his belt around your neck like a colar and tightens it.

"So make the damn juice."

You blush deeply. You weren't looking fowards to smoking cock tonight. But hey, the man's fine, so why would you say no? Plus, you were the one flirting first.

Geto takes down his pants and underwear, revealing his brick monster penis. Springing out and hovering over your hungry lips.

You lick your lips and get closer to the tip, widening your mouth before he grabs a handful of your hair and shoves his cock deep inside your mouth.