A Book Of Bullshit I Make Instead Of Sleeping Oops

This Has No Right To Be A Lemon But It Is

"Your love of strawberry short cake really doesn't match your appearance but I still think that's really cute"

this is basically a coffee shop au except i never said it was a coffee shop

but ig i had a coffee shop in mind when i was writing it

i dont think there's strawberry shortcake in coffee shops tho

oh well  

He's cleaning a counter when the boy walks in. Strange Dark, he notes. Hands shoved in pockets as always, stunning green eyes trained on the ground. He moves to behind the register to take the boy's order.

Suddenly, he's determined to have those brilliant green eyes on him, nothing else.

"What can I get for you today?" he asks chirpily, unintentionally tapping on the counter with his fingers. Dark mumbles something that is barely audible as a response.

Frowning, he leans in towards Dark. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that."

Dark repeats himself, but it's not much louder. Plus, he won't look up from the floor. What's so intriguing about it anyway?

Frustrated by Dark's refusal to speak up, he swings up onto the counter and pulls a surprised Dark into a heated kiss.

Shocked as he is, Dark kisses back.

Upon pulling away, he hears Dark whisper breathlessly, "I just wanted strawberry shortcake."

He's surprised, Dark doesn't seem like a strawberry shortcake person, but oh well. Swinging back over the counter, he pretends like nothing happened, though Dark is obviously panting slightly, his cheeks flushed.

Later on, he's simply watching Dark savor his shortcake in his seat in the corner. The clock showed that it was his break, so he gladly took it, bee lining straight to Dark's table. "How's it taste?" he asks conversationally.

"Not as good as you," the words spill from the younger blonde before he can stop them. His face is burning now.

He chuckles, a hand rising to rest on Dark's cheek. "Starmine," he mutters to the other, his name.

"Well then, Starmine, what would you do if I asked you to make love to me right here, right now?"

"I'd do it."

"Then..." Dark trails off, pressing himself against Starmine fully, showing him how hard they both are. Their bodies fit together perfectly, but they can still fit closer...

Dark pushes Starmine onto the empty chair at his table, silently pulling out the older blonde's cock. His eyes brighten as he eyes it, licking his lips. He doesn't care that they're in public, he drops between Starmine's legs and kisses up and down the stiff member, his tongue darting from his mouth and saliva bridging from his moist lips to the most private part of the older blonde's person. He can feel how tense Starmine is, especially because he knows the boy can't moan here, can't be doing this really.

Dark smirks, then runs his tongue up Starmine's length excruciatingly slowly, leaving a thick layer of glossy saliva in his wake and sucking on the tip as well as giving it little kisses. Starmine's erratic breathing turns him on and he smothers the proudly swelling cock with sensual licking and kissing and sucking. He wants more, though.

He wants Starmine inside him.

He regretfully draws his mouth from Starmine's groin, drool dribbling down his chin and streams of saliva still connecting his dripping lips to the older blonde. He gazes lustfully into those incredible blue eyes above him, silently begging.

Starmine presses a finger to his own lips, then helps Dark to his feet. Dark collapses in his arms, his lips already latching onto the taller's collarbone. Starmine scoots forward so he can lean back into the chair more now. With Dark on his lap, he stealthily slips down the smaller blonde's shorts just enough to not be noticed. His deft fingers play with the tight entrance, but they knew they didn't have much time for preparation. Lifting Dark slightly and adjusting their hips, Starmine lowers the younger blonde down on his member. He lets Dark bury his face in his chest, muffling lewd moans of his name. He's not stupid, he can also feel the tears.

It's painful, he knows.

Determined all the same, Dark starts to move, up and down, up and down, a constant beat like music. Their bodies are one and they love it, ignoring the people who've noticed them. Their lips slam together in a forceful and starving kiss, tongues deep down each others throats as they couldn't get enough of each other. Dark's nails dig into Starmine's back, and Starmine's arms are wrapped around Dark's waist.

They're a lustful mess, and Dark's smaller body arches into Starmine's, and he floods his shorts. He can't keep down his moan as Starmine releases inside him with a small shout of his name. Panting, they gaze into each others eyes, love and filthy lust radiating off of them. Dark is the one who asks though. Demands, really.

"Starmine, take me home."

i havent rlly decided if they alreday knew each other or not

i also havent decided if they were already dating or not

that would probably make more sense

also if there's typos i havent slept for three days and i was super distracted while writing half of this

and i never check for typos anyway so deal with it