Munch

“For what product?” Keigo asks, looking into the paper bag before returning his gaze to Touya’s. You want me to be a model for your lip balms?”

Touya nods, sitting on the couch and resting his arm on the backrest.

Keigo crosses his arms and leans on the other end of the sofa, “I’m a fashion model. You know that,”

Touya shrugs, “You’ve modeled for eyeliners. Besides…” Touya reaches for the paper bag to open one of the lip balms and leans toward Keigo, “They’re your favorite.”

The smell of Franch Vanilla immediately hits Keigo’s nose as Touya spreads the lip balm on his lips. “Smells wonderful, doesn’t it?”

Keigo rolls his eyes, “yeah,” he silently admits.

“Now, for the taste test,” Touya says. Keigo opens his mouth, ready to lick the lip balm on his bottom, but Touya immediately thrusts his tongue into Keigo’s mouth. His tongue dances around Keigo’s mouth, licking every corner of it while his lips suck Keigo’s.

A few seconds pass and Touya pulls back, a string of saliva bridging their lips, “that tasted good,”

Keigo squints his eyes, lightly shoving Touya’s shoulder, “Shouldn’t I be the one tasting them? Pervert.”

Touya chuckles and shrugs, “Well, they’re my products. I was just making sure they’re up to standard. But if you want to have a taste, I won’t say no.”

Touya places a cotton candy lip balm on Keigo’s hand, prompting him to put some on his lips. Keigo rolls his eyes and gently puts some on Touya’s lips before pushing him and devouring his lips.

Rough hands pin Touya against the couch while Keigo savors the taste of Touya’s lips, “they taste nice,” Keigo whispers after pulling away.

A cocky grin appears on Touya’s lips, “of course, it does. Everything I make is perfect.”

“Oh, fuck off,” Keigo says, returning to the other end of the couch.

Touya reaches for another lip balm and leans against Keigo, “Why don’t we try another one? Just to make sure you suit them.”

“What a lame excuse. It’s obvious you just want to kiss me,” Keigo comments as he lets Touya put lip balm on his lips.

“Well, I’m not going to deny that,” Touya says, admiring how Keigo’s lips glisten. “Fuck, your lips look so good. I’m considering changing models.”

Keigo furrows his brows, “that sounds contradicting,”

Touya runs his thumb on Keigo’s bottom lip, “Well, I wouldn’t want others to see how luscious you’re lips are,” he says as he bites Keigo’s bottom lip.

“I want to keep them all to myself,” Touya whispers against Keigo’s lips before devouring him once more.

Pants and ragged breaths fill the room as Keigo and Touya exchange hungrily make out on the couch.

“Even if others see my lips on those pages,” Keigo whispers between kisses, “they’ll never be able to taste them.”

Touya smirks, his kisses moving to Keigo’s neck, “really?”

“These lips are yours, Touya,” Hearing his name makes Touya snap. His teeth sink into Keigo’s shoulder, leaving a mark, “fine, I’ll keep you as the model. But I need to claim what’s mine before we start the shoot,” he says as he takes Keigo’s lips in his.