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Giddy, he sits on a stool in the kitchen and watches. His feet tap against the counter, but he doesn't rush me. When the toaster pops and I jump a little, he doesn't laugh at me like Ghost would. There's been a lot lately… lately has been a lot. I shake it out of my head, put down the toast, sauce it up - Jay puts his hands on the counter to raise himself up a bit and watch - then cheese, meat, a little more meat when he makes a small “mmn” in a way that says “can't I have more” - lettuce, tomato, and onion. At this point, I assume the guys are either summoning food from the void, stealing it, or it's one of Freddie's perks of being dream-but-not-dream.Even through that lamb mask, I know he's watching my every move. He likes me holding a knife, even if it's just cutting toast. I cut the sandwich in half and slide the plate to him. Jay practically inhales the first half, while I make one for myself.A finger runs back and forth along the rim of the plate. He wants to eat it, but wants to eat together.
“Did you wait for me?” I ask, and sit down next to him. Jay nods.
“Food tastes better when you eat together,” he says. We eat in mostly silence, broken by his occasional giggle or mine as he plays with the hem of my shirt.When his fingertips just barely graze my stomach, he wets his lips with his tongue. Jay looks to my face. “Can I touch you?” he asks.
“You can touch,” I say. Jay cups my waist. He strokes my skin with his thumb.
“I like touching you,” Jays says. “Your skin makes my fingers feel all tingly.”Jay suddenly stops. He snatches up my empty plate, sliding it onto his, and taking them both to the sink before I can ask or get up myself. Jay hums to himself while he washes the dishes. Over the island, I have the perfect view of his ass. How many squats or stairs does someone have to do for cake like that?As he puts the dishes in the drying rack and turns around, Jay calls my name. “I'm a big boy,” Jay says while he dries his hands. “Still growing…”
“Yeah?” I ask with a chuckle. Jay nods.
“I'll need more than a sandwich to fill me up,” he says. Jay leans on the kitchen island, so close, but so far away.
“Two sandwiches?” I play dumb. Jay pushes his lips together in a pout.
“No.”
“I can check the pantry. I’m sure we can cook something up for you, Jay,” I say. As I pass him to get to the pantry, Jay holds my wrist, loose enough that I could easily get free. Jay looks down at his feet. I see the blush coloring his ears. He strokes my wrist.
“I was thinking of eating you,” Jay says, “if you'll let me?”I swing my free arm around his neck, planting a small kiss on the forehead of his mask. “If you take it off,” I say. Jay immediately drops his shirt. I grab one of the ears of his lamb mask. “I was talking about this.” Jay gives a little grumble. He cups the mask to his face. I twirl a lock of his hair around my finger. Jay takes off his mask.“You're adorable,” I tell him. I pop up to sit on the counter and pull Jay close. “Too cute,” I say, planting a peck on his nose. “I'm kissing each and every single one of these freckles,” I tell him and kiss, kiss, kiss. Jay taps his forehead to mine.
“I want to shower YOU in kisses.”
“Don’t let me stop you,” I say and place another kiss on his cheek.Jay pushes my back down against the island. I shiver a little against the cold. He kisses my stomach, just above the top of my pants. His fingers tuck inside while he fidgets with the button before he undoes it. Jay places a kiss on each new inch of skin he exposes.Once my pants are down to my knees, he licks from my knee to half way up my inner thigh. I run my hands through his hair. Jay pulls my pants off the rest of the way. He kneels down and removes my socks, placing a kiss on the top of each foot.“I don’t do foot stuff,” I tell him. Jay presses his lips against one of my ankles and chuckles.
“A kiss on the top of the foot can show loyalty,” he says and kisses the opposite ankle, “or gratitude.” Jay kisses up one shin and, with his lips against the inside of my knee adds on, “or respect.”
“And what are you showing?” I ask while Jay kisses up the opposite leg.
“All of them.”Jay kisses over the sides of my underwear, up my side, sliding his hand under my shirt. With his other hand, he strokes my bare thigh with his thumb. Jay pulls my shirt up, over my head, but traps my arms inside. He lays me down on the island.
“Really?”
“Really,” he says. Jay squeezes my side with his free hand. He bites into my side and sucks. Jay licks the spot. He gives me a matching hickey on the other side.“Keep still,” Jay tells me. His machete taps against my neck. Jay presses his hardon against my leg while he drags the tip of the blade down my body. It presses in, but not enough to cut my skin, just enough to threaten. “You’re a good listener,” Jay says. He runs his thumb over my nipple. Jay kisses my other nipple and looks up at me. “You’re perfect, so perfect.” He cuts my underwear off. His dick throbs against me, still trapped in his pants. “And you’re even more perfect here.”
[pick your equipment. Eggplant starts here and kitty starts after]
Jay immediately takes my dick into his mouth. He moans while he licks the precum from my tip. My hips jerk up. Jay pulls me down, so my ass hangs over the kitchen island. Jay rubs the underside of my tip with his tongue, moaning. His other hand keeps my arms tied up in my shirt above my head. Jay locks eyes with me. He smiles around my dick.“That’s it,” I tell him. Jay sucks harder. “Fuck!” He chuckles a little. Jay chokes down my cock. He tucks his thumb under my balls and massages the base of my cock. “I’m close,” I say. Jay moans, my cock deep in his throat. Electricity runs through my body. Jay gulps down my cum. He slowly strokes up my cock in a circular motion with his thumb to squeeze out the last bit of cum.“Good?” Jay asks. I nod. He presses his chest against mine, kisses my chest, and takes my arms out of my shirt.
“I’m still hungry though,” Jay says. He bites into my neck, sucking up the base and to my earlobe. Jay tugs on it with his teeth. He rubs my hips. “Get hard for me again? I want you inside,” he says. I kiss him.
“Then keep it up,” I tell him.Jay’s hands trail along my body. He plants kisses here and there. His dick rubs against my leg through his pants. Jay shudders. He bites his bottom lip while he looks me in the eyes. We kiss. I hold his body against mine, tucking my hands into his pants to grab his ass. Jay smiles. “You like that?” I ask. Jay nods, licking the inside of my mouth while we kiss.
“Take them off,” Jay tells me. I kiss his neck while I unbutton and unzip his pants. He leans into me when I lick his neck. I hop off the counter to pull his pants down with his underwear. Jay steps out of them.I reach around and smack his ass. He gasps and smacks mine in return, harder. I click my tongue and slap his ass check again, just a quick flick of my wrist. Jay returns it, harder. This is like when he pushed me down in the snow.Jay pounces, knocking me onto the floor as he wraps his hands around me and pulls me into another kiss. He crawls onto my lap, the tip of his dick dragging his precum along my leg. Jay shivers. He lets out a laugh. His nails dig into my back - “Ah!” I cry out - a little too hard. Jay moans into my ear.
“Are you ready?” he asks. He takes my dick into his hand. I nod.Why is there lube in the pantry? A question for later. Jay lubes me up and coats my dick in the lube. He lines his ass up with my cock and looks over his shoulder at me. I nod. I place a small peck on his shoulder. Jay lowers himself down, nice, and slow.
“Oh,” he moans when I’m only halfway in.
“Keep going,” I tell him. I kiss across his back, and up as he continues to lower. “Mm,” I moan when I’m all the way inside. Jay takes my hand and puts it over his stomach.
“I’m so full,” he laughs.With my free hand, I reach around and start jerking him off. Jay starts to bounce on my hips. As he moves, I nip, lick, and bite any bit of his back I can get my mouth on. He clenches around my dick. Jay throws his head back, nuzzling against me. He arches an arm back to cup the back of my head and keep it pressed against his.“Good boy,” I tell him as he bounces harder on me. “Yeah, that’s good.” Jay moans.
“You like it?” Jay asks. I nod. Jay curls into me. He reaches forward and takes my balls in his hand. “Do you like this?”
“Yes!” I cry. Jay kneads my ball sack while I pound into him. “That’s it,” I tell him. He picks up the pace. “I’m close, Jay.”
“Fill me up,” Jay says. He’s close too, throbbing in my hand.
“Cum with me,” I tell him. Jay shudders. He nods, head cocked back against mine.Shuddering and moaning, I slam Jay into my hips and fill him. Only a beat behind me, cums too. He wipes up a spot of cum from his leg and reaches behind. I open my mouth. Jay presses his cum into my tongue. He parts his lips and licks them. “I want to fill you up this time,” Jay says. “I hope you’re hungry,” he pops his fingers out of my mouth. I kiss his shoulder.
“Starving.”
[Eggplant ends here and kitty starts]
Jay runs his thumb through my arousal fluid, dipping it barely inside me. He circles my clit with his thumb and slides a finger in. I moan. Jay bites his lip. He nods, admiring his work as I get more wet.“You’re so pretty,” Jay says. He grabs the back of my head and crashes his mouth into mine. Jay pushes his tongue into my mouth, moans my name, and slides another finger inside me. His fingers press around my insides until he finds my g-spot. I gasp. Jay, his mouth pressed into mine, smiles. “Good?” he asks.
“Yes,” I gasp into his mouth. I wrap my arms around him. Jay thrusts his fingers into my g-spot, again, and again. My legs wrap around his waist to pull him closer. Jay cups my breast in his other hand. He runs his thumb over my nipple.His tongue runs through my mouth like he’s trying to learn his way around. It runs over my teeth, tucks into my cheeks. Jay’s hand never stops. My ankles grow weak. “That’s it,” I tell him. Jay moves his mouth from my lips, down my jaw, to my breast. His tongue circles my nipple. Jay’s eyes look into mine. I nod as his thumb takes back to pressing against my clit while he thrusts his fingers harder into my g-spot. Jay moans around my nipple.“Jay,” I cry out.
“Cum,” he tells me.
“I will. I’m close!”
“Good,” he says. Jay bites my side. My back arches. He chuckles, but keeps pace.
“Yes!” I gasp as I cum. Jay doesn’t stop. “Wait!” I say. He laughs. Jay pushes my back against the counter. He flattens his tongue and licks up my arousal fluid. I grab a fist of his hair. “Jay!” I cry. He takes my clit into his teeth then starts sucking, hard. “Jay! I just came!”He knows. Jay thrusts his fingers back into me. His giggle of delight at my squirming runs through me. While one hand presses down on my stomach, keeps the other thrusting into my g-spot, while he vacuums my clit with his mouth. The overstimulation brings tears to my eyes. Jay groans. He puts a third finger inside me. My hips raise up into his face. Jay teases my clit between his teeth and tongue.“Cumming!” I scream. Jay slurps me up. My legs shake. He digs his hands into my thighs. Jay bites my inner thigh and sucks until he leaves a mark. He kisses his handy work. His fingers dive back into my pussy. I gasp. Jay makes me cum again. “Good boy! Right there” and again “Yes! Jay, fuck! Yes!” and again. My voice is hoarse from crying out his name and whatever nonsense came out during his relentless attack on my insides.When he finally stops, Jay wipes his mouth with a satisfied grin. “I told you, I’m hungry,” Jay giggles. He presses his face into my stomach and nuzzles me. Jay kisses up my chest. My body shakes involuntarily. He licks up a strand of my tears. Jay grabs my waist and kneads my skin with his thumbs. “Let me fill you up,” he asks. My head bobs. Jay places a thumb in my mouth. “Say it with words,” Jay laughs.
“Fill me.”Jay pulls me off the counter. My knees immediately give out, but he holds me. He supports me, putting me in his lap. “Tell me I’m a good boy,” Jay says. I chuckle weakly.
“The best,” I say. Jay puts my hand to his face. “Now, fill me up like the good boy you are.” That’s all he needs. He’s made such a mess of me that he slides right in. I half scream and half moan as he fills me. “Yes!”
“Yes!” he echoes.Jay bottoms so well, hitting just the right spot. He leans back and raises his hips into me. One of Jay’s hands cups my hip, the other links fingers with mine. I grind against him. Jay pulses inside me. “Fuck!” I cry. He calls my name. “That’s good!” I tell him, nodding. His hips pound into mine. Jay drops a hand to my clit. I grab his wrist. I’m so overstimulated that I can barely keep myself up. “Jay,” I say, my breath almost as weak as my knees.“Hold on,” Jay tells me. “I’m close.” He sits up then lays me on my back. Jay hooks his arms around my legs. With the little strength my body has, I lock my legs around him. “I like it,” Jay says. He leans down to kiss my collar bone, then snaps back up. Jay slams his body into mine. He moans. Our bodies a sopping wet mess, Jay cums inside. He presses deep into me. “I like this,” Jay says and presses down on my stomach, “but I’m still hungry. You?”
Breathless, I nod. “Starving.”