Vinliam Oneshots II •🦢•

Forthcoming Au: Popsicle {M}

★ Warnings!: NSFW, Vulgar words ★

★ Disclaimer!: Their will be many mistakes in this as I've written it at like three in the morning, so please don't mind it huhu, it also might be a bit rushed since I'm not the greatest at smut's, besides it's longer than what I usually post + I lost most motivation so just cut me slack for this chapter. ★

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Sunlight gleamed off the water, casting shimmering reflections onto the patio. William reclined in a lounge chair by the pool, the warmth of the sun soaking into his skin. With a contented sigh, he unwrapped a coconut popsicle, its vibrant white contrasting against the charcoal black of his fingerless gloves. He brought it to his lips, the cold touch of the frozen treat against his warm lips sending a slight cringe to his body. Slowly, he licked the popsicle, savoring the sweet, tangy flavor. The gentle splash of the pool mingled with the distant hum of cicadas, creating a mix of summer sounds.

Just then, Vincent emerged from the house, carrying a tray hampered with food. His eyes immediately fell on William, and he paused, captivated by the sight before him. The way William's tongue sensuously moved over the popsicle, the glistening drops of melted coconut trickling down his fingers, sent a jolt of desire through Vincent. He felt his heartbeat quicken, a warmth spreading through him that had nothing to do with the sun. He blinked before immediately shaking his head and scolding himself, sucking in his bottom lip in shame.

"Hey cupcake, I made lunch," Vincent called to him, his voice thick with a mix of affection and reluctant lust as he approached. He cursed under his breath as he tried to get his mind out of the gutter. He set down the tray on a nearby table, unable to tear his eyes away.

William looked up, his expression soft and innocent. "Can you sit next to me?" he asked quietly, his voice gentle and sincere. He took another lick of the popsicle, oblivious to the effect it was having on his husband.

Vincent swallowed hard, feeling a deep, primal urge rise within him. Crossing his arms, he leaned down, brushing a kiss against William's forehead, the scent of coconut and the warmth of his husband filling his senses. "Mm, scoot over then." His broader body got onto the lounge chair.

With a smile, William shifted over, allowing Vincent room to settle beside him. He patted the spot between his legs, inviting his husband to come closer. Once settled, he held the popsicle up towards Vincent, offering him a taste. "You want some?" he asked, his tone filled with genuine sweetness. He watched Vincent intently, his dark-tinted magenta eyes sparkling with curiosity.

The heat from William's body radiated onto Vincent's side, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He could feel the subtle contours and sweet curves of William's body beneath his own, and it was almost too much to bear. Despite his best efforts to control himself, he couldn't help but let his hand drift lower, resting lightly on William's hip. "Hm, why not?" His other hand reached out to accept the offered popsicle, taking a small bite.

Feeling warm already by William's body touching him, he allowed himself to lean closer, not bothering to cover his need as he nuzzled up to his husband. "How long have you been out here.. ?" he questioned around a mouthful of coconut flavor. He leaned back slightly to offer William his lips in a kiss. Noting how close he was, how easily accessible he was..

"Since I woke up," William replied. He then took the offer and purred lightly when Vincent's long fingers massaged his scalp, bringing his body inhumanly closer and deepening their smooch.

Vincent nodded at his response and sat up a bit more firmly, draping one of his husband's legs over his shoulders. He slid his tongue in the rim of William's plump lips, at the same time, sucking his bottom lip with eagerness.