Taxi!! [USUK] [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 1: Hello Mr. Taxi Driver~

Alfred looks at his watch, his panic increasing at the digits shown on the device.

8:02 a.m.

He has a meeting today with another company's CEO about promoting a shared-work
product and he specifically remembers that he was supposed to be at the conference room at seven-fucking-thirty.

Alfred grinds his teeth. If it wasn't for Gilbert convincing him to drink that night at his condo, he wouldn't have gotten drunk and slept through his blaring alarm. His secretary will definitely kill him for being late.

Stepping out of the elevator, he runs out of the condo building and quickly calls a taxi. He gets a phonecall and groans as he sees the name "Francis", he answers it.

"Alfred! Where are you?! I thought Kiku informed you yesterday that you're supposed to be here at the conference room before 8!"

"Hey, uh Francis don't worry I'm almost there-"

A white colored taxi stops infront of him at the same time the angry French man yells through the phone.

"Alfred if you don't come over here five minutes from now the people from the other company will kill you! They're already pretty impatient just waiting here." Alfred sighs. "All right, all right. I'll be there in ten." Then he ends the call.

Alfred quickly gets himself in vehicle. "Bring me to the Jones Company Building at the South and make it quick."
Alfred commands, adjusting himself to the taxi before closing it.

"Understood." The taxi quickly drives off, wheels immediately on the road.

They stay in silence, and Alfred being Alfred, curiously looks around the taxi.

It was just a simple one with grey seats, tinted windows that produces the darkness inside of the taxi, the inside of the vehicle clean like the owner actually cares about the vehicle, and a small British Flag figurine just behind the front glass window of the taxi.

Seeing the figurine, he whistles, causing a reaction from his driver.

"Yes, sir? Is there a problem?" The driver asks, surprising Alfred with how sexy his English accent sounds as it rolls down fluently through his tongue.

Alfred looks over from his seat and his eyes immediately stick to a beautiful man with  sandy blonde hair that looks so fluffy, skin as pale as a doll's, a figure (though kind of covered because of the seat he was on) so curvy and slender Alfred could feel himself trail his fingers and shuddering at the feeling of it below the man's clothes.

Fingers so thin and fragile yet looking like it could handle workloads and more... Oh, how hard Alfred's suppressing  himself from moaning at the thought of what those fingers would feel like wrapped around his cock.

"Uh, sir...?" The English man asks questioningly, his red lips moving at such a fluent pace and Alfred groans lowly.

And those lips, lips so fucking red and plump Alfred can already imagine the sweet bliss of those exact lips on his, the softness making him melt, and those same exact lips wrapped around his cock, working its tongue all the way to pleasure him, and letting his length in all the way to the driver's throat, gagging and choking. Finally, Alfred would cum, releasing his cock and watching with pride as he would see the Englishman's mouth more swollen and having traces of his semen stuck on his lips.

"Ehem."

Alfred snaps back to reality and notices that they're stuck at a traffic jam. Alfred sighs, Lovino Vargas will definitely kill him. But for now...

Alfred gives the driver a dashing smile.

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"W-what?!" The driver sputters, jerking the taxi forward, almost hitting the car infront of them. Alfred merely chuckles and leans forward.