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kit huffed as he tapped on the wooden picnic table top, he didn't know exactly why the fuck he was doing this, he wasn't exactly desperate in this certain region, it could be with anyone he wanted, but it just wouldn't be right. that fucker paraded in his mind like he paid its monthly rent and owned the place, giving him the naughtiest fantasies and weirdest scenarios.
oh yeah, he was waiting for his dick appointment by the way.
just as the thought came to mind, there he was, satan himself dressed as a college freshman in a white low cut shirt and grey sweatpants that really made his print pop.
"you ready?" ming asked.
"yes the fuck i am," kit said, looking at his wrist where his imaginary watch was placed, "you're fucking late again and my dick has been twitching like all hell."
"you're hot when you're mad," ming teased, kit scoffed and stood to his feet, shoving ming back as he stood to collect his bag he messily threw on the ground, "your place or mine?" he asked softly.
"definitely not mine, beam won't stop popping up at my dorm, it's weird." kit said as he walked to the direction of the parking lot, "where's the short kid?"
"last time i saw him he was freaking out over how his mouth can't open wide enough."
"why would he— never mind." kit sighed, shutting his eyes as he saw phana walk over to them, he just wanted to get some dick without any further interruptions, they could barely even get to ming's dorm.
"have you seen wayo? he's not answering my texts." he said worriedly and though kit loved wayo to the moon and back, to make is as simple as he could, he didn't fucking care.
"he's freaking out about how his little ass mouth will be able to stretch around your dick." kit said before grabbing ming's hand and walking away faster.
"damn, kit kat, no filter today, huh?"
kit turned around and looked up at ming, poking him in the chest, "you call me that again and i'ma fuck you up." kit threatened before finally making it to ming's car and sitting in the backseat with his arms crossed.
ming coolly entered the backseat after him and chuckled, "are you mad at me?" he asked, kissing his shoulder softly, kit didn't bother to answer because did ming really deserve one? kit answered the question inside his mind with a simple no, "hm?" ming questioned, kissing kit softly on his neck as the elder shivered involuntarily at his soft lips touch the sensitive side of his neck, "kit?" kit sighed softly before his head was snatched to look in the direction of ming who had a surprisingly (not really.) tight grip on his chin, "you're such a brat, you know that?"
kit's breath hitched as he just stared at ming, shaken up by his firm tone and authority, he'd be lying if he said he didn't like being manhandled and put in his place (in the bedroom, he'd punch you if you did that in public.), ming didn't seem like the type to be so aggressive, he never really was when they fucked, what was the sudden change for?
"if you're gonna be this close then at least kiss me." kit mumbled causing the younger's hand to go from his chin to his neck, he bit his lip as his eyes closed, he realized his body went completely relaxed as ming did that, the younger for sure had to notice and if kit exposed himself to be completely submissive he'd never let him live it down and kit would would probably have to go to jail for first degree.
"i didn't tell you to speak." the son of a bitch spoke.
"yes, daddy." kit whispered, slurring his words together without even realizing what he had just done, could you blame him though? ming's balls suddenly dropped and there wasn't any other way to handle it, as much as he liked competing against ming for some type of dominance he for sure felt the need to put his hands behind his back and tell him to do him dirty, there's no way in hell he could keep up this tough act any longer. wait, what the hell is he even thinking? he's not letting ming, out of all people, dom him.
"what?"
kit hummed and leaned in to place a hungry kiss on ming's lips as he was pushed onto his back, he let out a soft moan his senses became more heightened to the pleasure, every touch drove him mad, he felt his body heat up under his calloused fingertips and he's never been so needy for that idiot ming like this before. the younger kissed down to his neck and squeezed is sides gently.
"fuck," kit whispered, tilting his head back as he bit his lip, "we should go, i'm hard enough." of course ming didn't listen and began to kiss on him more, feeling up his body, and grinding down onto him, kit moaned again, but louder.
"you're so sensitive, huh, baby boy?" ming asked, kit blinked at the pet name and pursed his lips before sighing.
"don't call me that." kit ordered, huffing and gasping as ming tighten his grip around his neck and to his dismay kit let another moan.
"you can call me daddy, but i can't call you baby boy?" ming questioned, "that's not fair, now is it?"
"no one called you," he paused to moan as his head tilted back, "d-daddy."
"you sound so comfortable saying it though, i'm not an idiot i heard you like five minutes ago."
kit huffed and pushed ming's hand away from his neck and sat up, "hurry up and get to the front seat." he grumbled and finally ever since the day he met that brat he actually listened to him. getting out of the car and switching over to the driver's seat. ming started the vehicle and turned around to the elder expectantly, "and no i won't sit in the front seat with you."
