Offroad POV
Offroad stood at the small preparation counter the store had staring down at the choices he had for dinner. He had woken up late and in a rush to get out the door forgot to grab his lunch and dinner and was now forced to get something from the shop. He didn't mind it wasn't the first time this had happened but he couldn't think properly, and didn't know whether to eat a salad bowl or ramen and was just standing there holding both.
Why couldn't he think straight? Cause every time he closed his eyes even to blink he could feel Daous mouth on his cock. He had been half hard and leaking in his briefs all day long and it was becoming super uncomfortable as time went on. He never had an apology blow job before, hell he never had a blow job in an alleyway either but he could cross both of those things off his list. Oh, and the tongue ring, Offroad almost dropped the items in his hands as he thought about Daous' tongue ring rubbing the underside of his cock. Offroad heard himself whimper as he remembered the feeling. When suddenly hands circled his waist pulling him back into a hard chest.
"What are you thinking about?" Daous' voice purred in his ear as he felt a hand sliding down his stomach as a certain piece of jewelry that filled his fantasies ran over his neck. Offroad felt himself melt into Daou remembering the man's words, don't think just feel, and my god Offroad didn't want to think about anything. Not his life, his family, his job, the store... that thought had his eyes that were falling closed shoot open as he remembered they were standing in the middle of the store.
"Get off," Offroad said as if he was almost out of breath. Daou immediately lifted his hands from his body but still kept him caged in as he covered each hand of Offroad with his own.
"Deciding what to eat?" Daou asked using Offroads hands to flip over each item. Offroad nodded. "Eat the salad, the ramen is going to give you an upset stomach," Daou said as he plucked the ramen from Offroads hand and turned away from him to put it back on the shelf. Offroad couldn't help but give a sigh of relief because if Daou wouldn't have helped him he would have been standing there even longer.
"Thank you," Offroad said as he turned away from the counter attempting to walk back over to the register area and sit to eat but was caught by Daou who gripped his jaw lightly in his hand forcing Offroad to look up at him.
"One blow job and you turn all submissive?" Daou laughed. "I wonder what 2 blow jobs will do?" Offroad shook himself free of Daous' grip and marched over to the register.
"You know the rules," Offroad said as he opened the salad bowl and began mixing everything.
"I'd like to start a tab," Daou joked as he walked over to stand in front of the counter.
"No,"
"Then I'll pay for the salad," Daou said as he reached into his overalls and grabbed his wallet. Offroad paused with his fork halfway to his mouth staring at Daou who just stared hard back at him as if he was unmoveable. He sighed, putting the fork back into the bowl, and reached over, ringing it into the register.
"45 baht," Offroad sighed as he watched Daou pull the 50 baht bill from his wallet and hand it over to him.
"You can keep the change if you give me your phone number?" Daou smirked at him as Offroad grabbed the bill from him and proceeded to get his change.
"No," Offroad said back.
"You do remember you agreed to go out with me right? How am I supposed to contact you or come get you if you won't let me know where you live or your phone number?" Daou asked, holding a hand out for his change. Offroad gave him his change and internally moaned the man was right.
"Fine," Offroad sighed, and without thinking picked up his phone from the counter, sending Daou a text. "But any unnecessary texts and I block you," Offroad warned as he set his phone down and picked up his fork, mixing the salad bowl up.
