Loving You's A Bloodsport

She’s still trying to get used to how physical he is, the way the scruff of his beard tickles her flesh and his breath warms her skin. The girl shudders as he whispers to her, goosebumps rising on her flesh as she looks at him with wide eyes. She’s blushing hard as she nods her head, “Daddy what if someone-” Her voice hushed as her eyes dart around, “What if someone heard.”

"Shhh, baby, don't worry about that. Daddy wouldn't let anything bad happen. Besides, you kinda like the idea of someone knowing what I'm going to do to you tonight, don't you?" Zion's grin was downright dirty as he looked from the girl to the cashier and back. He knew she hadn't heard- knew she wouldn't say anything if she had- but he did like the way it made her squirm. "You want me to stop talking like that? You know I'd do anything you wanted, right, precious?"

Chris stood up straight, spine going stiff as he listened to Zion talk. It was a turn on to be talked dirty to in public, but a part of him was still kind of embarrassed because he was afraid that the girl behind the counter would hear. Reaching down, he grabbed the other’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, moving in closer and hiding his face in the other man’s neck. “Please, Daddy.” He murmured back, keeping his voice soft and low. The blonde lifted his head a bit, enough so that he could place a few gentle kisses across Zion’s shoulder. “Of course I trust you - ‘course I do,” A little smile spread across his red lips and he hummed softly. “You’re gonna get me all hot and bothered.”

Zion accepted the kisses easily, a smirk dancing along his own lips. Chris was just too fucking adorable sometimes. “You say that like you think it’s going to make me stop. I happen to like you all hot and bothered.” Zion winked as he stared into Chris’ eyes, squeezing the hand that was now held in by his lover. After getting their order, he moved to a booth away from the counter. The fast food joint was mostly empty but Zion liked having a semblance of privacy. He nudged Chris toward the booth and waited to take his own seat. “So, that’s a yes, right, baby? You gonna let me spread you out on my bed and get you all worked up before I slide my thick cock into you?”

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Eyes wide as he watched her pretty ass bend and sway toward him and bavk, he couldn’t help but nod while licking his lips. His mind full of thoughts of leaning forward to just smell his dear friends sweet scent. “Oh absolutely.” He said strongly, like he always had, being the supportive friend. “They’re really good for quick easy access..” He laughed nervously.

“You totally doubted my awesome abilities though and I’m very offended.” He laughed though at her reaction to taking a bite of the fatty food. “I just literally can’t eat the healthy ass food they have at my job. I have to indulge after being surrounded by kale smoothies. Can you blame me?”

“I could never eat all that Kale stuff.” Kenny paused and gave him a small glare. “Don’t tell my patients that. But it’s gross. Give me mustard greens or spinach any day but Kale tastes like actual grass.” The nurse took another big bite, chewing a couple of times before speaking again, mouth full. “Why is Kale so popular at your job anyways?”

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Connor knew it was a gamble – asking his best friend to switch underwear with him? It wasn’t exactly normal, but then again, the point was to dare him to do something insane. The smirk on his lips only grew wider – “Oh, we can strip down right here, if you want, if you’re up for the challenge.” Connor had never been the kind of guy to shy away from being naked around others – he was comfortable with his body and all those years in the locker room had made being naked around others something ordinary.

Tulio knew he should have kept his mouth shut. Seriously, he didn't WANT to strip down in front of everyone. Of course, doing it in front of everyone guaranteed that he didn't back out of it. He had his pride. "Jesus, Connor, you're crazy." He muttered as he began to unbutton his pants and step out of his shoes. The jeans were dropped and stepped out of, a blush staining his cheeks. He huffed a sigh and raised an eyebrow at the other, gesturing to his clothes before dropping his dark grey boxer briefs and holding them out to the other. He focused on watching Connor take off his clothes and not the fact that he was naked from the waist down in a room full of people.

“You’ve never noticed the prices of pillows?” Phoebe questioned Oggie after he’d congratulated her. “So what have you been up to?” She asked, figuring that the conversation was about to go stale on the subject matter.

Oggie wrinkled his nose as he considered the question about pillows. Honestly, he couldn't say he had. Pillows were like a rare purchase for him. He was saved from having to answer that question with another one. "I hacked the NSA last week, so there's that. Bought new socks. Oh, I ate a like phenomenal soy burger and nearly wept tears of joy."

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