Meat Pastry: Danny pushed Jessie into the room, shutting the door with a loud slam behind them.
"I'm sick of seeing everyone get some! God damn! Every room here has someone fucking their brains out!" Danny nearly trembled in fury, his fist shaking violently.
"Ooo, violent are we?" Jessie teased, with a head tilt and a raise of a suggestive brow.
"Shut the fuck up!" Danny growled, with a red glint in his eye that would send anyone packing.
"Ohhhhh Danny. Seeing you getting all hot and riled; come spread your glaze on me and make my ochinchin feel weird. Now."
Danny turned with less anger present in his face and more of embarrassment; a devilish glint now shining in those dark brown hues of his. "D-Do you really get turned on when I'm angry?"
"Ohhh yes. Come Danny, come engorge that luscious mouth of yours on my teets." Jessie's small and fragile hand trailed down the front of his zipper, slowly pulling it down as he wiggles his eyebrows towards Danny.
"Jessie… I will… Danny will come give you his glaze." Danny purred before stepping forward and rips Jessie's coat off with such manly strength.
He pushes Jessie down on the bed and begins to pepper his neck with kisses and nibbles, tossing Jessie's totally megane glasses away and ignoring the shatter they made. Jessie didn't care as he captured Danny's mouth with his and clashed their tongues together.
"Mm, so sweet." Jessie moaned between kisses.
Danny moved to ripping Jessie's shirt in two and immediately goes to fondle and tug at his nipples with the delicate tips of his fingers. Jessie moans louder to nearly shake the whole room as his hands reach up to claw at Danny's back. The dominant male groaned louder as Jessie, with his expertise in carving things with his nails, engraved a pentagram into the male's back.
"Ohhh God. Harder. More." Danny demanded with a rising pitch in his voice, as he reaches into the sidetable drawer and pulls out a tube of Danish glaze. Lathering his hands up, he purrs and unzips his pants to reveal his thick member before slathering it with the sweet glaze. He rubs his length with slippery hands and without warning, Jessie pushes himself up and his partner back before starting to suck Danny off.
Danny didn't protests, groaning and panting, mussing Jessie's hair up with the sticky substance that he so loved. Right before Danny would come, Jessie lifts his head and clashes tongue with Danny's. A mixture of honey and a pinch of salt being exchanged between wanting mouths.
Pushing Jessie down roughly by the chest, Danny pinned the male's arms up above his head. Jessie moaned a bit awkwardly as Danny thrust his thick glazed member into Jessie without hesitation. Danny didn't wait a single fucking second as he started pounding into Jessie. The sound of glaze and skin hitting against skin making him all the more harder. Each second was bliss and Jessie's insides were smelling better by the moment and he was becoming wider at that.
For a good seven hours of pounding, pumping, and switching positions, Jessie was about to cave in. The sweetness was too much!
"A-Ah! Ohh Danny! My ochinchin feels weird!" He cries out, almost crying tears of sweet glaze from the waves of ecstasy flooding him.
Danny had the same heat rile in the pit of his stomach and without warning, he shoved inside of Jessie balls deep and released a huge amount of seed inside of Jessie. "Now… that's what you call a Danish pie…" He muttered before finally collapsing from exhaustion.
"THEY FINALLY DID IT." Team Rice Cakes squealed in delight as they poked their heads in.
"WE MUST FIND CHOCOLATE." The Chocolate said as he pulled his partner away.
Madi-son, Jodith and Moe came in after, with raised brows and heads full of curiosity.
"…well shit… it does smell like danish's." Moe blurted making the other two sigh. So oblivious.
"We need some milk with this oven party." Jodith muttered.
"WE NEED MORE RICE CAKES." Madi-son spat in near disgust as he ushers them away. The Wolf only glances slightly to the door before trotting right after them.
And it was at this point that Danny opened his eyes and groaned before getting up and slamming the door. "FUCKING BITCHES CAN'T GIVE ME MY OWN PRIVACY. GOD DAMN. I NEED A DANISH."
The End
I don't even know why this story is my biggest hit. This is Freshmen year BS. I'm sorry that you're enduring this but wow. Thanks though!
