{heart eyed dog sticker} Oh, fuck. I want to lick every drop of sweat off your stomach, Bunny.
Mal groaned.
Mal
If you get me hard right before my boss comes back, you won’t be able to walk right for a week. You don’t want that now, do you?
Nico
Depends. I have follow-up questions.
Mal snorted again.
Mal
I’m listening.
Nico
Am I having trouble walking because you spanked me or because you fucked me? Or both? Yum. {steamy face emoji}
Mal
Fidget {angry face emoji}
Nico
Ugh, fine. What are you feeding me tonight?
Mal had a whole list of things he wanted to put in Nico’s pretty mouth, but none of them were edible.
Mal
Let’s go out somewhere.
Nico
Okay. Should we invite Shiloh and Levi? You know, as an apology?
Mal
They can come but I’m not apologizing for anything. Send me a pic when you can. I miss your face.
The response was almost instantaneous.
Nico
{picture attached}
Mal clicked the photo, heart tripping as Nico’s face appeared. He was winking, tongue out, holding up a peace sign. His riot of blond curls hung in front of his sparkling blue eyes, his hickeys in full view. He wore Mal’s dance jersey. The one with his name on it. He’d never worn that to school before. Had he?
Fuck. Mal was all over him now. Nobody would ever be able to say he didn’t belong to him.
Mal
My pretty boy.
Nico
