RikerYou Oneshots

Sweet Rolls

Warning: mature content

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You never thought it would happen to you. You always figured the two of you would remain just good friends. Sure there was always the harmless flirting, but it meant nothing. At least until you realized you were in love with your best friend Riker.

You try to decide how to tell him, not wanting to keep it a secret. If you did you swear you'd explode.

Not being that creative you settle on straight out telling him.

One morning the two of you had plans for breakfast together. This fateful morning is when you planned on telling him.

Just grabbing breakfast or something along those lines recently started to make your heart flutter. It was the little things with him you loved, he made you feel special in everything.

Most days you met at the café just around the corner from your house. There were so many memories of the silliness you and Riker had in that familiar booth. This time though he told you to met him at his house. Apparently he had a surprise for you.

As you walked up the short path with your rain coat's hood pulled up over your head for this morning is especially clouding and had started to sprinkle. You wonder what the surprise could possibly be. Hoping it was the delicious sweet rolls he made on occasion you knock on the door. Riker was a really talented baker, but he never liked to talk about it to anyone else. You were the only one he felt comfortable with.

The door swings open and the smiling blond man stands in front of you with arms opened. Laughing you step forward, catching the scent of something mouth-watering and give him a friendly hug. With the hug you sensed a small spark that couldn't be ignored.

"Hey, I made you something." Riker says with anticipation in his voice.

"Oh really. Could it possibly be the delightful aroma coming from the kitchen?"

An adorably innocent expression washes over his face, "Maybe" he softly murmurs as he gently pulls you in the direction of the kitchen.

"Are those just out of the oven?" You happily ask looking at the rolls lying on the cooling racks with steam emitting from their sugary tops.

"Yeah, was in the baking mood." That was one of his best moods. You reach for one, only to jump at the strong hand stopping your wrist. "You're going to burn yourself, they're hot."

"Sorry." You slowly say in a guilty tone.

"We should wait a bit before diving in. That gives us time to talk." He sits down on the couch in the next room. "I've been meaning to tell you something for a while now."

"I actually wanted to tell you something too." Taking off your rain coat and laying it on the coffee table you sit on the worn cushions and begin the little speech you prepared on the drive over.

"No please let me go first. This can't wait any longer." Now nervous to what he's about to say your heart flips as his eyes lock with yours.

"I don't really know how to say this, but for some time now I have been wanting to be more than just your best friend." He stops for a second thinking about what to say next. "I-I really like hanging around you and-and" Stuttering he scratches the back of his neck.

"What are you trying to say?" you encouragingly ask now leaning in more than before.

"What I'm trying to say is I think I-I'm in lov-" He is cut off by the soft yet needy kiss you had been holding in finally escaping. Instantly you know this is right.

Feeling the softness and warmth of his lips you are increasingly curious for more. You can hint the faint taste of sugar and suspect that he snuck a roll before you arrived. It's magical, and love every second of it.

Before Riker has the chance to deepen the kiss you pull away looking him straight in the dark, lust-blown eyes and say in a breathy way, "I think I'm in love with you too." He smiles and pulls you down connecting your lips in another beautifully passionate kiss. Exploring you more he slowly lies down on the couch guiding you down with him resting your body on top of his.

Your hands find the back of his head, fingers playing with the gorgeous blond locks. With his hands gently resting on your hips he pulls you closer pressing your bodies flush against one another. Even though it's cloudy and raining outside Riker's body provides the perfect amount of warmth and comfort.

The heat continues to build as Riker's tongue traces your lower lip seeking entrance. Shuttering at the amazing feeling you are about to grant him access when there is a knock at the door.

At the interruption you gasp, sound muffled by Riker's mouth. Jumping up off of him you fix yourself and attempt to catch your breath. He does the same. Smirking at you in love he jogs to the door. Turning around for a second Riker winks at you before he opens the door. Only the deliveryman stands in the doorway holding out a clipboard. Quickly signing it and accepting the brown package he moves back in your direction setting the box on a side table.

"So, where were we?" He seductively whispers eyebrows raised bending down in your direction.

You place a finger to his lips not allowing him to come any closer. "Hold on. This can continue after I get my sweet roll. You don't want them to get cold, do you?" You tease with a playful smirk as you walk towards the kitchen in an intentionally sassy way.

"Come on babe. Do you really care more about food then me?" Riker whines as he follows you to the kitchen.

Not answering his question you take a bite of a perfectly baked roll savoring its taste. He takes one too and leans against the counter opposite of you smiling and shaking his head as if to say, 'This girl is crazy. How am I so lucky?' The rest of the day is perfect.