~Lisp~ Richjake Stuffs

[ Peppermint ]~

[em-- pastel rich ig]

Girls with drowning in cheap perfume. Men drenched in the scent of axe. Rich would groan at this. His pastel sweater covered bite marks on his arms. These bite marks weren't from anything dangerous, nono, just, from sex. With men, different men. He'd be called a slut, to be completely honest, that's what he was. He would turn straight men, gay. The boy would dress in a skirt and knee highs with pink, perfectly tied bows on the tops usually going with high heels. Ranging from 4 inch to 7.

But, moat importantly, he'd make sure everyone he hooked up with, even for one night, wore peppermint chapstick. Because, the one person he could never get but he wanted so damn bad. Jake. He had seen Jake put this on in the locker rooms everyday, when he was trying hard for Jake to even look at him. Rich.. Fallen in love with him.

It wasn't that Jake wasn't interested in Rich. Jake very much was interested. But, he just didn't want to fall in love with Rich. He knew all the rumors, He'd wear peppermint chap stick to remind himself he cant go to the boy. Though, all of instincts said to hug him up and snuggle him close. He didn't though. Never did. Two very different reason for them to love the peppermint chopstick. Jake had not wanted to be used, but Rich didn't want to use Jake. He loved Jake. He felt the the urge to just hug Jake.

One day, the two boys were in the changing room. Rich, changing from his skirt to pale yellow booty shorts, as per usual. And, Jake, changing from, a shirt.. to an.. "athletic" shirt. Jake put on the dammed peppermint chapstick. It made Rich winced a bit. He couldn't help but stare at Jake's lips. Jake could feel the stare.. Jake chose something different this time, to look at the pastel slut, "Why must you always stare at me?"

Rich looked a bit shocked. He was almost out of words. His tongue felt dry and his mouth hurt. His heart hurt.. The tiny boy tried to smile a little. It wasn't that difficult for the boy. "Well, I've been wondering why you always put on peppermint chopstick, I would hurt my lips" His lisp was undercover today, so it was actually nice talking for him. He didn't feel like ripping put his voice box yet, so it was pretty great. Jake's eyes hadn't torn away from Rich just yet, he was actually increasingly getting interested in why Rich wasn't flirted with him already.

Jake smiled at the shorter boy. He found himself liking to talk to this tiny boy "Well, it reminds me to do something, though that seems weird in many ways, it actually works well because I can always feel it." He  stated a bit as he looked in the mirror at his softened lips, they're always are softened. It made him very more proud then he should be.

Rich could stop one feeling from showing up. "That's amazing" He wanted to kiss Jake's lips. Then, he did.

Jake forgot about the peppermint chapstick.

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