Everyone's Gay | Food Fantasy

Chapter 12

On an honest note, this is like 10% SukiSanma and 90% SteakWine smut

You have been warned

10:00 AM
Thursday, MapleLeaf Inn
Sanma Shioyaki & Sukiyaki

"Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread."

"Are you okay?"

"One of your cats stole my fucking cheese bread."

Sanma couldn't help but laugh softly as he stood up from his sitting position on the floor, holding one of his other cats in one arm and padding away towards the kitchen to make a few cheese breads in compensation. "I just hope that Raindrop Cake can handle the kids."

"Tempura and the others are there, I'm sure they can handle it." Sukiyaki also stood up and tailed behind Sanma, wrapping his arms around the other's waist to keep him from moving around, burying his face in the crook of his neck, his breath fanning against the sensitive skin of Sanma's neck.

"Sukiyaki, I thought you wanted cheese bread." Sanma muttered, the cat jumping from his arms as his hands flew to grip Sukiyaki's wrists, letting out a gasp when Sukiyaki started to leave feather-light kisses on his neck.

"I'd rather have you." He shamelessly admitted as one of his hands slowly trailed up Sanma's chest, slipping it under his shirt (I honestly don't know what type of clothes he's wearing).

Sanma held back a moan at the ice-cold, feather-light touches roaming around his upper body, a light blush spreading in his cheeks as Sukiyaki bit down on the base of his neck, leaving a mark to notify everyone.

"Sukiyaki..." He weakly tugged at the other's cuff of his clothes and squirming in his embrace, causing Sukiyaki to sigh and falter back.

"I'm... sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?"

"N- No, it's fine..."

Sukiyaki frowned as he watched Sanma stiffly work his way around the kitchen, albeit ignoring the faint blush streaking across the other's cheeks and the fact that he's barely glancing in his direction after the whole... awkward ordeal — which, in Sukiyaki's mind, is understandable.

One of Sanma's cats nuzzled its head against his ankle, demanding for attention, so he bent down and picked it up without any second thought, rubbing its head in a soothing manner.

"Hey, Sanma," Sukiyaki called for the other male who happens to be making the bread he so desperately wanted, hummed in reply, a hand on his hip.

"What do you say we go stargazing later tonight?"

Sanma paused his actions, pondering over his decision as he stared at Sukiyaki for a moment, eyes indifferent yet held a tinge of confusion and curiosity in it before going back to cooking.

"I would love it." His lips curled up into a small smile, carefully placing the last bread in a plate and turned off the stove, padding over to the other male with the plate in his hand. "But, why the sudden invitation? I never knew you like stargazing."

"Well, I don't seem like it." Sukiyaki lowered the cat, letting it scurry off into another room doing god knows what and took the plate from Sanma's hand. "But I go to the hill when the stars are out and shining, makes me clear my mind from... incidents."