lazy ass coffee shop au with @wauuu
[Time to make the doughnuts.
And the coffee. And the bagels. And oh god how was he supposed to think of baked goods and java at a time like this? When he was being constantly plagued by visions of some silver haired guy bouncing on his -- no! No! Coffee! All coffee.
When the bell rings to let him know someone's come in, he turns with his usual warm smile to greet them like nothing is amiss.]
Ah, good morning! How can I help you?
And the coffee. And the bagels. And oh god how was he supposed to think of baked goods and java at a time like this? When he was being constantly plagued by visions of some silver haired guy bouncing on his -- no! No! Coffee! All coffee.
When the bell rings to let him know someone's come in, he turns with his usual warm smile to greet them like nothing is amiss.]
Ah, good morning! How can I help you?

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Worshiped by you? I wouldn't dream to turn that down.
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It's like an artist carved it from marble. How does one person get so many perfect parts?
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Don't try and make me cum like this, I'm serious..! [a breathless laugh interjects] I'd be embarrassed.
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Huh? Why?
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I was too impatient to get you off with my mouth! You'd be showing me up... I like coming with you much more.
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[He'll push himself up to sit, his own erection now full and bobbing between his legs.]
What if we do this?
[He'll position himself to frot, hand grasping both cocks to press them flush against each other.]
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Would you let me fuck you, Yuuri? I bet you feel amazing inside.
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That... that would be nice. If you really want to.
[It wasn't as if he'd never been fucked before. But as with every first experience with Victor, it had a feeling of intensity that left him bowled over.]
I'm sure you'll feel amazing too.
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[Much to Yuuri's surprise, it's almost a desperate whine the way it slips out. His arousal is at its peak anyway and now that the seed of the idea has been planted he can't get away from the thought.]
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Keep rubbing against me, I'll get you ready. [he opens the bottle and one hands grabs a full cheek of Yuuri's ass, spreading it with a grope. Another affectionate kiss and let's the lube pour directly on Yuuri's skin, gliding down skin slowly, liquid thick. It gives Victor time to set the lube down, before catching the large droplet on his fingers before it drips too far.]
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[Yes, even just having his butt groped is enough to earn a moan. Well okay, the feeling of their cocks rubbing together doesn't hurt. He's totally amped up and ready for what's to come. His hips will even tilt up eagerly to give a good angle to lube up his hole.]
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[It's not an unhappy sound. It hasn't been that long since the last time he was penetrated that it's unfamiliar, and knowing it's Victor stretching him helps on a mental level. The boy is smitten.]
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[Oh, those will be visible to customers. Yet the thought doesn't make him anxious, instead making him tilt his head to allow them to be made easier. Regret is for later. Now is for pleasure.
He'll squeeze a little around the finger, the pace of his rubbing quickening with his excitement.]
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[That will be combined with the most hungry look and lick of his lips. This shy little coffee shop boy is an absolute minx when under the influence of Victor's attention.]
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Mmn, Victor! It's so embarrassing...
[It is, a little. The reminder that he has so much extra there... but it's embarrassing in a delicious way when it involves his lover clearly enjoying it.]
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