A request from HoT. Which is weird. Anyhoo! I PUT MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS! MY SWEAT AND BLOOD! So much love was put into this story. So much love... Friendfic was written in good spirit - no harm intended. It may not be to everyone's tastes so be careful. Spoiler The pizza takeaway was quiet. It was shortly after midnight and the only noise in the takeaway was the sound of a sleepy worker grumbling to himself – probably complaining about being open till two in the morning. He was an exemplar cashier - slouched behind the counter, his head resting on the till, fast asleep. He hadn’t noticed the customer waiting to be severed. Not that it mattered; HoT hadn’t decided what to order. His mind was a jumble of thoughts, so something as simple as which pizza to order was a like deciding which pair of shoes looked better – flats or heels? He usually went for the heels – he liked the extra height and he thought his legs looked leaner. After staring at the menu for a few minutes, not taking any of it in, he looked at the cashier. Sleep sounded pretty good so he resolved to head home hungry. It was better than eating a full pizza by himself, letting all that fat and grease go straight to his buns and thighs. He worked hard to keep his figure and he wasn’t about to let a moment of weakness beat him. No, comfort eating wasn’t the answer! He turned to leave, turned to head home and cry himself to sleep, till his shoulder bumped into something. No, a person. How dare they bump into him! It was completely his fault for being a space cadet but he was in no condition to realise his own mistake. He marched after the ‘culprit’, a boy by the looks of it, ready to deal out justice. HoT was furious, his face burning with rage. This boy was going to get it! Then the boy spoke, ‘I’ll have the mozzarella! With lots of bacon bits on top!’, and all that rage and fury died. The cashier woke startled, mumbling incoherently. ‘MOZZARELLA. WITH. BACON. ON. TOP! LOTS. OF. BACON!’ the boy slowly yelled impatiently, making sure the cashier understood his order perfectly. This only succeeded in annoying the cashier. ‘WOULD. YOU. LIKE. A . DRINK. WITH. THAT. SIR?’ the cashier mimicked mockingly. ‘YES. COKE. PLEASE.’ Replied the boy, not picking up on the cashier’s sarcasm. He thought English wasn’t the cashier’s native language. The cashier went off to prepare the boy’s ordered, his face showing his annoyance. He was going to get extra in his pizza. HoT had being watching the exchange with wide eyes. He recognised the boy’s voice. He’d heard it before. A LOT. ‘A-Amaury…’ he whispered under his breath. Everything that had fogged his mind that evening had cleared. There was nothing but Amaury. Nothing else mattered. HoT’s heart began pounding wildly in his chest. The thumping was deafening and he was sure the others could hear it. His breathing was rapid and coarse. He wanted to be closer. No, he needed to be closer! His body craved it! He moved towards Amaury in the queue, slowly inching forward. HoT’s heart pounded harder and harder the closer he got till he was mere inches away from the boy. ‘No…’ he thought, ‘a man!’ The thought made him blush deeper. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to regain his composure. His hands wrapped together in an attempt to control himself. His breathing was loud and heavy…washing across the back of Amaury’s neck. Amaury, confused by the hot air on his neck, turned to find the source. He was surprised to see someone standing so close to him, but quickly change to a friendly smile when he saw the horrified expression on the boy behind him. ‘Please read the rules when ordering - it makes it easier for the staff when they prepare your meal.’ Amaury informed the boy. ‘Th-thanks…’ HoT replied, his expression settling to a sheepish grin. ‘Umm…you’re Amaury, right?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘OHMIGOSH!I LOVE YOUR VIDEOS! I WATCH YOUR LET’S PLAYS EVERYDAY!’ Amaury looked like the happiest guy in the world at that moment. ‘YOU’RE A FAN?!’ ‘YES! I’VE BEEN ONE FOR YEARS! I’VE WATCHED ALL YOUR VIDEOS AT LEAST 6 TIMES AND I-‘ ‘Your order, sir.’ interrupted the cashier. He looked as if he’d given up on life. Amaury took his order and looked back at HoT, ‘Do you want to share my pizza? It’s bigger than I thought it would be.’ HoT clutched at his chest to keep his heart from bursting out in bloody bliss. ‘I’d…I’d love to…’ he couldn’t keep his face from turning beet root. ‘It was $12.99 but you’ll only need to give me $6.’ The pair walked and sat at one of the empty tables – which wasn’t difficult since they were all empty and clean. ‘Your face is bright red. Are you okay?’ Amaury asked concerned before taking a bite out of the pizza in his hand. HoT could only nod, unable to look at him. ‘You can have some. Go ahead and eat.’ HoT reached for a slice of pizza, careful not to let the mozzarella spill over. He was about to take a bit till his eyes gazed over at Amaury. He couldn’t move. He could only stare as cheese dribbled down Amaury’s chin. ‘Opps!’ Amaury giggled. HoT’s heart almost stopped when he saw Amaury lick his own chin. His mind was racing; thoughts of Amaury flooded his mind. ‘No!’ he thought to himself. ‘Everyone has a tongue….a tongue so long…so slender…so powerful…’ he was fixated on it, watching intently as Amaury lapped up the cheese. ‘I wish it was me licking off that cheese…’ he thought to himself. What? Lick Amaury? It was ridiculous! Impossible! Disgusting! And yet, the thought excited him. The image played over in this mind. It was so vivid, so real. He wanted to lick the cheese off of him. By this point he had completely forgotten the slice of pizza in his hands and its toppings had dripped over his fingers. ‘Urgh, I better go wash this off’ said Amaury, waking HoT from his trance. He stood, taking a sip from his coke, and headed to the toilet. HoT watched him go - his eyes locked on Amaury’s rump. It looked tender and succulent - the perfect size to fill his hands. He placed the pizza back down on the plate and licked his fingers clean, making sure to pick out the cheese between his nails. He stopped when he noticed Amaury’s drink… the straw he had drunk from just seconds ago. A burning sensation swelled in his chest; his lips grew dry. His body grew hot – blood pumping fast through him. He shouldn’t! It was wrong! But his hands moved on their own, lifting the cup to his lips. His body shook with anticipation, the cup visibly shaking. His tongue reached out for the straw and drew it into his waiting mouth. The taste was so sweet and warm! He sat there in bliss for a few moments savouring it till the taste and warmth of Amaury’s mouth cooled. Then he got up, placed the drink down and walked towards the bathroom, each step long and purposeful. Amaury had just finished in the toilet cubicle and continued over to the sink to wash his hands. He had washed himself when he came in but after some careful thinking he decided nature called and it was only polite to answer. He had just finished drying his hands when he noticed HoT standing at the door. ‘Did you spill cheese on yourself too?’ Amaury asked chuckling. ‘That cheese was really runny! Got it all over myself…’ HoT didn’t say anything. He stood there, his expression unreadable. ‘Are you-‘ Amaury began but was cut short as HoT rushed at him. HoT’s arms wrapped around Amaury’s body, squeezing his body to his own, his lips slamming against Amaury’s. Amaury panicked. He tried to break loose but the younger boy’s grip was too strong. The greedy lips sucked and nibbled at his. Hot’s hands roamed ravenously across Amaury’s back. Then he loosened his grip. Amaury thought HoT had had his fill but he yelped as the boy forcefully pushed him back into one of the stalls. The door banged against the side as Amaury collided with it, flung backwards with HoT quick to follow. HoT was eager to continue. He grabbed the man’s arms and pinned them up against the side of the stall. ‘NO STOP! I LOVE MISTY!’ Amaury yelled, struggling as much as he could to break free. HoT moved his head closer to Amaury’s neck – his smell was intoxicating, a drug to his senses. His hands slowly moved up the man’s chest, feeling and tugging at his puppy fat. His lips gently caressed Amaury’s neck, taking care to cover each inch as he worked his way up; his neck, his chin and finally his lips. His tongue slipped out and licked Amaury’s lips, thoroughly tasting his flavour. He prodded impatiently, looking for permission to enter. Amaury was in shock. It happened all so suddenly; here he was being violated by a younger boy…a fan no less! He felt dirty, robbed of his innocence; his pure body was being mutilated by this beast! Worst of all he felt like he betrayed Misty. He wanted to save his body for Misty but there was no way she’d have him now – his body tainted by lust of another. He’d yelled out her name, wishing she could hear and save him but the boy’s mouth had silenced him. He felt like he was going to cry; tears began spilling from his eyes. He forced them shut, hoping to stop the spillage but something gently wiped at his eyes. Tentatively, he opened them. HoT stood there, smiling lovingly at him. His hand reached up to Amaury’s cheek and gently stroked it, whispering, ‘Shhh, it’ll be alright.’ Amaury could only stare at him – his feelings a torrent of confusion. He hated this boy for what he did to him but another feeling was making its way into his heart. No one had ever shown him compassion like this before. His love for Misty was great, but not once had she ever shown any love for him. He knew his love was unrequited but he clung to the false hope that one day his love would be met. But now, right in front of him, was someone willing to love him for who he was, someone he didn’t have to long or chase after. Someone who loved the essence that is Amaury. He was like a cub that needed to be coaxed out of his den – out of his safety. It was slow at first, but Amaury began to embrace his feelings for HoT. First it was a quick peck on the lips, then a kiss, till the kisses became deeper and forceful. Tongues danced with each, each one desperate to explore the inside of the other. Their hands feasted hungrily on the other’s body – feeling and squeezing any part they could wrap their hands on. HoT was in heaven. He didn’t think about what he was doing but let his body take what it wanted. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted more. He wanted all of Amaury. He wanted everything there was to take. He broke their kiss – something Amaury mewed about. He looked long into Amaury’s eyes, staring into his being. His hands had stopped moving in that instant, just holding his lover close. Then his hands travelled south. Amaury gave a sharp gasp as HoT’s hand reached its destination. He tugged playfully at Amaury’s belt, a looking of pleading in his eyes. He needed this. Slowly Amaury nodded, giving his consent. HoT slowly began unbuckling the belt, his eyes never leaving Amaury’s. Amaury thrust forward as the belt came undone and HoT’s hand slipped in… Spoiler Any mistakes, please quote them and I'll fix them. Enjoy~
Just let it be known, I merely encouraged this as a joke. No harm intended. Gotta say, that was rather funny.
If you guys want me to read this over mic then you'll need longer replies! >: Was talking to the three that posted the same post over and over again. :|
Kitty, what you have here is in amazingly funny story that deserves to be read over mic. While I didn't particularly like it, I had a laugh about it. Good job and keep it up.
