jalbert oneshots

popsicle

tw; bad attempt at smut
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Jake was hot. Sweating hot. He had been in Florida for about a week and a half and even though it was January, he was almost sweating through his t-shirt.

At around noon, Jake got up from his spot in the guest room and found a freezer burnt popsicle in Albert's freezer. The popsicle would be the perfect solution for this sweating hot day.

Jake sat on the sofa in the living room and scrolled through twitter while lolling on his popsicle. He didn't notice his host, and boyfriend, walk out of his room disgruntled from sleep.

Albert stopped dead in his tracks when he eyed Jake sitting cross-legged on the couch, sucking on a bright blue popsicle like it meant nothing. Tell that to the stirring in his pants, Jake.

Albert cautiously sat on the couch along with Jake, but on the opposite side. Jake looked over and smiled at him.

"Good morning babydoll! How are you not sweating? I'm so freakin' hot it's unbelievable." Jake laughed, sucking on his popsicle after finishing his sentence.

The shorter man was speechless. All he could focus on was Jake's lips around the popsicle and all the other dirty thoughts racing through his mind. Albert could feel his face heat up.

"Jake." Albert spoke, with little to no emotion in his face.

"Yes baby?" Jake responded, turning to Albert and looking at him innocently.

"Stop that right now if you know what's good for you."

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hey y'all sorry for not updating. my depression is kicking my ass. this is really short but it's all i had in my drafts. i'll probably continue this when i get back into the swing of things.