Drabbles

Temptation

First it was a lollipop. Those stained red lips around the little sucker drove him to distraction as a tongue darted out to lick at the residual liquid sugar left on those lips. He turned away, gulping cold water trying to ignore how suggestive that had looked.

Next it was a popsicle. It doesn't matter that it is freezing out here in Japan where they are doing their fan meeting. He literally burns as his eyes fixate on the popsicle and the attention lavished on it as it melts into the warm cavern as those cheeks hollowed, sucking and ensuring no melted liquid drip down.

And then it was a banana. They were in between grueling rehearsal and for a quick fix of the hunger pangs, the younger grab one of the many fruits available at the side table and he just need to grab that one fruit which mimics a certain phallic body part. His eyes zeroed in on the other who to be fair to him was not salacious at all.

The younger merely eye the banana, peel the banana skin before those lips curl around the tip for a brief moment before getting distracted by his phone, and a split second later, bite it off innocently. Singto internally facepalm at how his mind can even turn that into something more.

He gulps down the saliva pooled in his throat as he watches how the younger caresses the microphone as he serenades to the crowd. Those fingers trailing down the length of the microphone and the stand before slipping up to rest around the head, he never wish more in his life than now to be an inanimate object. Damn microphone stand.

It is getting ridiculous. It is a damn sausage and while he winced when Krist pierce through the body of the sausage with a fork, he couldn't look away when the said sausage was dipped into the dipping sauce and his hell began as Krist continuously dip and double dip into that sauce and keep sucking on the sausage to devour the delicious sauce. Everyone stared at him as he stood up abruptly and his hip bumped against the table, jostling it before he disappeared out of sight.

The mouth enveloping the mouth of the beer bottle before the head tip back to expose pale column as the throat swallowed down the clear cold beer obviously caught his attention. When some beer escaped his lips and trickle down that firm jaw and further down, enough is enough.

As Krist was pulled by the older away from their friends, all he could think was that finally Singto had succumbed to his efforts and smiled to himself semi victoriously.