Title: Dishes
Warnings: Crack pairing: Roxas/Pence. Roxas is almost a sex fiend .
Summary: Sometimes living with Pence was easy.
Word count: 583
A/N: how you can tell it's me, shadow, is that I start every fic with this stupid little informative header . anyways, this was inspired while I was taking out the trash and thinking about something my friend in WV told me a while back. She and her boyfriend were doing the dishes and she was starving so she was eating anything that she could get of the plates with her bare hands. I make some of the weirdest friends. So no, that's not a crack at his weight or anything. Cuz she's skinny as hell. Neways, onward.
Dishes
Sometimes…..sometimes living with Pence was easy….sometimes.
Like now, we were doing the dishes, he was washing and I was drying. Except it was pretty easy because he was eating anything that wasn't plastered on the flatware. Of course, it was pretty rare there was stuff left over anyway. He would make sure it looked clean before it went into the sink sometimes.
Reminded me of a dog I once owned.
Except the dog didn't excite me when it was licking my fingers.
But if it did that's be all kinds of wrong, anyways.
We could be watching a movie, each with our own popcorn and he'll absently lick the butter from his fingers and a few seconds later the rest of the popcorn and the movie in its entirety were forgotten.
Y'know, I never thought I'd be one to kiss and tell.
But then again I never thought I'd use "y'know" in a sentence either.
Pence turned the water off and un plugged the sink as I finished drying and putting away the last dish. I turned and smiled softly at him.
"Hello there," I say wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Hello," He replies, returning the smile his arms going to my waist as well. He kisses me and I can taste the left over, dryed out, and almost stale food he picked off the plates and it tasted kinda good. I made a mental note to kiss him after the dishes more often.
I pushed him back against the counter and got a little carried away.
(kinky Page Break XD) (Kinky Page Break XD)
It's kinda funny how people walk in as we're basking in the afterglow of the moment.
"Hey Roxas. I came for…." Hayner paused in the doorway before immediately looking away. "Of course I could come back later…." I give him a disgruntled glare and he backed out of the apartment into the comfortable spring weather, closing the door behind himself.
When I gave out keys, I didn't mean just barge in whenever, at least not while we're both home.
Of course, at this point there was no one else to scar.
Dammit.
I sighed and pushed off of Pence, using the counter to balance myself, and rewet the dish towel to clean up with. After cleaning myself, I hand the towel to Pence and give him a quick pack on the lips.
"I'll be right back," I whisper against his lips before bending over and picking up my pants and pulling them on, not bothering with my boxers or shirt, I was too lazy. I wander into the bedroom to grab the skateboard of Hayner's that he came to get. I had been adjusting it after he fucked it up at a skate park.
When I get outside, Hayner was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.
"It's still creepy," He informs me, opening his eyes as I set the board down in front of him.
"I don't doubt it," I reply crossing my arms loosely, not defensively.
"Is he…..?" Hayner trails off, sure he probably doesn't want to know, I could read that in his eyes. I answered anyway.
"He's good, if that's what you're asking." I loved torturing people sometimes. His fault for walking in and asking anyways. I chuckle slightly at the face he made.
"See you later," Hayner says pushing off the wall and grabbing his board and heading down the stairs.
"Later," I reply with a small wave.
So now Olette and Hayner both were scared for life.
Cool.