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Checkmate (sonnyban rewritten.)

(Kind off spicy. You have been warned)

"Fuck, sonny", Alban whined out as he dramatically slumped back onto the couch. "You're no fun, you take chess too seriously! You know I'm not good at this shit!", he says as he gazes upwards from his overly-dramatic-and-severely-unnecessary laid-back position. "What? I thought you were good at chess...", Sonny's voice speaks up with a teasing undertone. They make eye contact and Sonny takes this opportunity to tease him some more. He smirks looking at Alban with the gaze of a starved man. The silence overtakes them only the sound of Sonnys cat licking his paws could be heard. "Sonny", Alban starts with a tone of resistance. 

RING

RING

Fuck... not the doorbell...

"I got it...", Alban says disappointed at the ruined moment and the fact he didn't get that damn kiss he had hoped for. Alban stood up lazily from the couch and walked towards the front door with tipsy-like steps. Soony observed from the couch and chuckled. Who could it be this late at night? He opens the front door only to be met with a food delivery man. "Hello sir! Pizza for apartment number 207!", he says eagerly like your typically fast-food worker. "207? I fear you got the wrong apartment.", Alban says pointing to the neighbour's door. "This is apartment number 206.", he says grumpily. He didn't mean to sound rude, but he can't help it when this man just ruined his chances with his crush! The man bowed in appreciation, also intimidated by Albans angry look. "Thank you so much sir! Excuse me for the inconvenience!", he heads to the right apartment and Alban slams the door. Seriously?! He facepalms, this is ridiculous. He heads back to the living room where Sonny sat sipping his wine and setting up the chess game once more. "Alban...", he starts looking a bit thoughtful. "Mhm?", Alban replies sitting back down on the couch. "How about we make a deal?", he starts... "If I win you agree to make out with me...", he blurts out and Alban chokes on his own spit. "I beg you your finest pardon?", he says with wide eyes. "You heard me. If you were to win however... I'll do whatever you want.", Sonny states looking at him lustfully. Alban could easily tell the man wanted sex. Oh... Goodness... "Fine let's do this.", he replies after a while and puts his game face on. Let the games start!

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After some time, the winner had been decided though highly against the odds. "Checkmate!", a happy Alban yells out in victory. "Damn it...", Sonny runs a hand through his hair. The deal still stood loud and clear... "That's a pity, I really wanted a taste...", he says looking at Alban. Alban looked away a bit flustered by the shameless man in front of him. "Well, I keep my promises. What should I do for you?". He asks with a slight innocent look on his face, however his eyes were the same. "I...", Alban starts, he really wanted to confess to Sonny get it over with! He knew Sonny liked him back... the words stuck in his throat in silence. "Use your words pretty boy.", Sonny smiles. Alban felt his breathing slow down but his heart pound. The same sentence echoed in his mind as his lips parted to answer.

"Sonny... I want you... I mean... I want you to fuck me..."

HI GUYS DINO IS BACK YIPPIIEEE, I REWROTE THIS CAUSE I FELT LIKE IT LMAO. ILL MAKE A PART TWO THO CAUSE I PROMISED SOME OF YALL CUTIES. AYT LOVE YALL DINO SIGNING OFF... FOR NOW.