Watanuki's mind continues to travel the gutter. Doumeki is obviously having fun. Enjoy~!
Watanuki ran his tongue from base to tip before bringing his lips over the whole thing. He sucked on it for a few moments, his tongue circling around the tip. Then removed his mouth to lick from tip to base and back up again. He continued this pattern until he was done.
He swallowed, licked the remains from his lips and gave a contented sigh.
"That was good." He said, sitting back in his chair.
Doumeki didn't reply. He was giving Watanuki a strange look.
Watanuki frowned, suspicion rising in his mind. "What?"
Doumeki raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Nothing."
There was a moments pause as Watanuki's mind raced for some explanation to the way Doumeki was acting. Slowly his cheeks heated up.
"I swear, if your thinking what I THINK your thinking, I am going to remove your brain with this popsickle stick so you can't think such things ever again!!!"
"I wasn't thinking anything. I'd like to know what you think I was thinking though."
Silence.
Doumeki's smirk grew.
Watanuki decided Doumeki really had to die.
..........right after he had another popsickle.
You know teh drill. R&R. Also, to the person who wished I'd written lemon for this, trust me. You don't want me to write lemon. You'd be very dissapointed. :O