MLM One shots!

Public Sex (Smut)

TW:
Making out
Anal
Public Sex

Oscar and Chris had checked out their favorite shops. Picking out comics and browsing magazines, looking at games that they could play together online whenever they felt like it.

While they were walking to their next stop, Oscar had an idea.

"Hey, Chris?" Oscar started, "Do you wanna go get some ice cream?" Chris smiled sweetly, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Mhm, that sounds like a super good idea." Oscar's heart raced, a faint blush creeping up onto his face.

He wrapped his arm around Chris's shoulders so they could walk over to the food court.

Each of them ordered their ice cream, sitting at the nearby bench to eat it. Chris began to eat his ice cream, taking small licks of it, and caressing it with his tongue.

Oscar stared at Chris, trying to look away. He couldn't take his eyes off him. Every stroke of his tongue. The vanilla ice cream dripped from the tip of Oscar's tongue. The black top hugged his torso showing off his curves.

The sleeve slid down to show the top of Chris's chest, a little laced pink bow as a small touch of detail. His skirt rested above his knees with a pair of thigh highs with a small view of Chris's pale thigh poking out. 

Looking at Chris, licking his ice cream so intently, made Oscar blush.

"Oscar? Is something wrong?" Chris asked, tilting his head like a confused little dog.

Oscar blushed heavily before shaking his head and forcing himself to look in a different direction. Oscar stayed quiet, tapping his foot rapidly while he thought of an excuse.

"You just have some ice cream on your face." He finally managed to spit out, looking him in the eyes once more. Chris lifted his hand to feel his face. He kept searching for it.

"Can you get it for me? I can't find it." He giggled with a small embarrassed smile. Oscar's eyes lit up with a smirk. He nodded crawling closer to Chris, resting his hand on his thigh as he licked his lips.

Chris's face reddened, struggling to stutter out a sentence. Oscar's lips connected to his, surprising Chris and causing him to tense up. He slowly eased into the warmth of Oscar's lips.

Oscar deepened their kiss, dominating Chris and making him want to shout. Oscar slid his hand up the inside of Chris' skirt. Rubbing the inside gently. It made Chris shiver, his legs twitching as he let out a quiet moan.

Oscar broke their kiss, smiling widely as he grabbed Chris's hand to take him somewhere a little more private.

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Oscar locked the stall, took off his pants, and sat on the floor. Chris gulped nervously. A crimson red blush was staring at Oscar patting his lap, implying that Chris sat on his lap for satisfaction. Chris took off his skirt and boxers, placing them on the wall railing of the handicap stall. Oscar yanked Chris's arm toward him.

He fell into Oscar's lap closing his eyes as he felt Oscar's hand wrap around his cock.

"O-Oscar" Chris whispered turning his head to look at him. He saw Oscar's smirk as he began to pump Chris's boner. Chris whimpered, felt fucking good. Oscar picked up the pace. He bit his lip.

He couldn't let out a moan, if he did, they would get caught. Not only could they get in huge trouble, but it would also be incredibly embarrassing.

Oscar placed his free hand on Chris's waist. He started to guide Chris's hips, grinding them on his erection.

"Hah," Chris sighed. He wanted Oscar, he wanted now. He wanted his cock inside him so much it felt like it was going to send him to an early grave.

Oscar's erection pulsed, taking it out of his pants to slide it into Chris' asshole. Chris covered his mouth. His loud moan was muffled by his hand and Oscar slid it in. It throbbed against Chris's walls.

His eyes watered, tears dripping down his face. Both of Oscar's hands found their way to Chris' waist, grinding Chris on his hard cock.

"Baby.." Oscar grunted quietly. "Faster." He muttered moving Chris' hips faster to satisfy himself. Chris bit his finger, letting out a shaky moan. He bounced up and down with quick short breaths, riding Oscar like a horse.

He couldn't last much longer but he wanted to keep going. Faster and Faster, more aggressive each time before Oscar and he had reached their climax. Oscar's cum made Chris's stomach twist, he loved the feeling. Nothing made him happier.

A/n: Lol sorry I've been gone, Work has been time-consuming. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

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