'You ready for our date, baby?' Skips asked, approaching the bathroom door to knock on there. He rolled his eyes at how long the gumball machine was taking to get ready…what the hell could he be doing that always took so long? You shower, you get out, right? What else could there possibly BE that he had to do every time he gets ready?! Though, this time, even by Benson's standards he was taking forever.
The door was opened sharply, almost making the ancient yeti jump. He stood back instinctively as it did, checking himself by brushing down the smart tuxedo that he was wearing for the occasion. It was rare they booked somewhere as fancy as this, so he was making the effort…so was Benson he guessed, but the amount of time his significant other took sometimes got concerning.
But, as the door was swung open, what Skips saw in the doorway erased any irritable thoughts before on his mind.
'Benson…?' Skips asked, staring into the doorway…he couldn't take his eyes off him…couldn't take his eyes off those legs in…that dress…
'Do ya like it honey?' Benson asked, smiling as he leaned against the doorway, his dress revealingly short. He batted his eyelashes persuasively at his boyfriend, enjoying the way that Skips' eyes had gone wide, his pupils dilated as he seemingly couldn't take his eyes off of Benson's body.
'It's…um…that is…' Skips stumbled over his words, praying that the heat he felt in his face wasn't a blush as he was caught in a trance by the sight of Benson's body in the seductive clothing.
Benson walked nearer to him, heels echoing against the wooden floors as he took Skips' two hands in his, the yeti just letting him, pupils only widening further as the gumball machine got closer and pecked him on the cheek.
'Come on, Skips. Let's go,' Benson said, knowing he would definitely get a lot out of this evening, affecting his boyfriend like this. He smiled to himself at Skips' reaction to how he had dressed himself…fuck he's too sweet, Benson couldn't stop himself from thinking.
As Benson gestured for the two to go on and proceed with their date, Skips found he couldn't hold on another minute, let alone the whole evening…
He pulled Benson into his arms, holding the gumball machine's slender body close as he kissed him passionately, gradually lowering Benson to the ground as the kiss' heat intensified…they'd have to definitely rush to get their table after this.