Unexpected

"Ice Cream"

Sora poked his head upstairs, grinning. "Want some ice cream?"

"Huh?" Zack asked absentmindedly, pecking a few more keys on his laptop.

"Ice cream. You. Want some?"

"Sure."

Sora sent his boyfriend an unseen pout face but scampered off down the stairs to retrieve the small tub of ice cream and two spoons. Ooh, chocolate chip cookie dough! His second favorite!

He bounded back upstairs. Zack was still glaring at the computer screen. Heaving a mental sigh, Sora plopped down beside Zack on the floor.

"Whatcha doin?"

"Another work report for Leon. I swear that man is trying to kill me."

"A work report? What kind of work report?" Sora leaned ever so slightly on Zack's shoulder.

"A schedule for my crew for the next month," the man huffed. "I swear… gives me the week off but gives me the most complicated paperwork…"

"Sounds like Leon."

Zack grunted and went back to pecking at the keyboard in frustration. Sora understood. It was hard to make a schedule without knowing just what had been done or what was being done. Hence the massive stack of papers Zack was rifling through obsessively.

Sora sighed and resigned himself to waiting until Zack got his work done. It wasn't like they hadn't spent a lot of time together… but Sora wanted attention now.

He seized the tub of ice cream and pried it open, shoving a spoon at Zack who didn't seem to notice. Sora dejectedly dipped his spoon into the creamy goodness and took a bite. At least the ice cream was yummy.

They spent a good fifteen minutes as such, Zack occasionally getting a small spoonful of ice cream, maybe only because he felt obligated. Sora licked at his spoon, bored. He respected Zack and his work, but still… he felt a familiar stirring in his stomach.

He wanted to play.

He looked from Zack to the ice cream in front of him, and slowly, a wicked grin broke out over his face.

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Zack hated this, and he hated Leonhart. What was the point of a vacation if he had to do work? He hated having to ignore Sora.

He graciously yet maybe a little distractedly accepted the ice cream. It was good, and he wished he could fully appreciate it. Maybe if he sped through this report…

Zack was more than a little surprised when he felt cold on his arm, quickly dissolving to warmth and tracing a lovely trail up to his shoulder. He froze at the computer, completely still. After a moment, he heard soft snickering.

"Sora…"

"Mm?"

When Zack didn't respond, he again felt that sensation, this time on his shoulder and slowly traveling to his collar bone. He let out a pleasured little sigh, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back.

Sora was enjoying himself immensely. Taking another bite of ice cream, Sora went for Zack's neck this time, smearing the ice cream against his skin with his tongue then licking back along the path to warm it again. With another bite, he closed his lips around Zack's ear and the man jumped and gave a very un-manly shriek. Sora dissolved into helpless snickers.

"Are you okay?" he chuckled out.

"I… yeah," the older man breathed.

"Well do you want me to do it again?" Sora kissed his shoulder.

"…I don't know." Zack broke out into a grin, turning his head in Sora's direction. "You're evil, you know that?"

"Yep!"

Two seconds later, Sora had attached his wonderfully cold-warm mouth to Zack's neck again, and the man let out a groan this time. He wasn't sure he could stand this for very long.

Indeed, less than three minutes later he just couldn't take it anymore; he slammed his laptop shut and rounded on his young lover, who was smirking at him, licking a stray fleck of ice cream off his lips. Zack leaned in and licked at another spot at the corner of Sora's mouth.

"Missed a spot," Zack muttered, wrapping his arms around the boy and pulling him into his lap, sealing their lips together.

Zack was pretty damn sure he wasn't getting any more work done tonight.

That last bit of ice cream left in the tub melted with no one to notice.

-end-

Sassy: … ice cream is fun and Sora is evil.

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