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Hungry

When Ankh wanted something he would let it be known, much to the chagrin of those around him. And if he wanted something, it would happen when he said so. The convenience of others be damned.

And convenience be dammed indeed. Because chopping vegetables for Chiyoko is that much more difficult for Eiji, when right across from him Ankh isn’t biting into his popsicle as per usual.

Instead of a swift bite it’s a slow, lingering lick from bottom to top. Followed by a suck at the tip that lasted just a little too long.

Despite his efforts, Eiji couldn’t look away. Mincing up the tomatoes, then glancing up to gawk at Ankh again before forcing himself to try and focus. And Ankh took full advantage of that.

Whenever their eyes made contact during glances, Ankh had a look that knew all too well just what exactly he was doing.

Unable to ignore his growing erection, Eiji took off his apron with a resigned sigh. The food was just about finished being prepped anyways. “You really are demanding, you know that?” He chided, putting the containers into the fridge.

Tossing away the stick with a smirk, “And yet you continue to cave.” The second the tomatoes were put away, Ankh was already between Eiji’s legs. Looking up with that all too familiar smirk as he pulled down his pants. “It’s obvious you also enjoy this, idiot.”

“Oh shut up—” Immediately covering his mouth, muffling his moan as Ankh slowly and teasingly licked the tip of his cock. Giving slow licks just like the ones he did to that popsicle.

Lips parting around his dick, it felt amazing as Ankh took him in his mouth. Eiji’s knees buckled almost instantly from how overwhelming the pleasure was. “Aah, Ankh—”

Ankh quickly got into a rhythm. Cheeks hollowing as he bobbed up and down, licking from base to tip, before sliding him into his mouth again. It all felt so blissful.

He was clearly very into it. And the very thought of just how much Ankh was into it made Eiji’s entire body heat up, and his heart race. His breathing hitched, Eiji stroked Ankh’s hair. Brushing a stray one to the side. Whimpering out, “God, you're amazing at this.”

Ankh looked up at Eiji. His kohl-rimmed eyes were hazy with pleasure, and the sight of those pretty lips wrapped around his dick… It almost made Eiji come right then and there.

Fuck.

How could anyone be so gorgeous? That body may be human, but the sheer level of beauty Ankh brought into it was anything but. He was enthralling beyond words. None of any of the languages Eiji knew could describe and do it justice.

Maybe there was something that could in the old, long dead language from a time that had long since past that Ankh would occasionally mutter.

Eiji’s hips bucked as Ankh swirled his tongue at the tip. His little whimpers and moans adding even more stimulation. Being so wound up from everything, Eiji couldn’t last much longer than this.

Entangling his hands in Ankh’s hair, “A-Ankh, I’m—” Letting out a low and throaty groan as he came into Ankh’s mouth.

With a hum that was equal parts pleased and smug, Ankh looked back up at Eiji. Swallowing without breaking eye contact, as if he were out to be a tease. Well it worked, unable to hold back another smirk when seeing his boyfriend’s cheeks flush.

Barely having any time to breathe after putting his pants back on, Ankh grabbed Eiji by the wrist and dragged him upstairs to the attic. “Come on. We’re not done yet.”

Eiji didn’t mind it at all. He was just glad that at least the food prep for Chiyoko was already done. Because if it wasn’t finished up before, it certainly wouldn’t have been now.

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