The door flew open with force as Neil slammed it, face blazing in anger. In his grip was a bountiful bouquet of flowers. He was crushing the work that Allen put so much time in planning. He stomped over to the counter and threw it down with force.
"Oh, are you here for a haircut? It's about time, Neil." Allen kept his voice light as he smirked at the blonde, not feeling intimidated by him at all. "I don't have many customers so I can take as long with you that I want to. You should consider this-"
"Don't play coy with me," Neil hissed. "You know why I'm here. I don't want your stupid flowers. I don't need them everyday. I know you're just toying with me."
"But I put all of my love in my gifts to you," he purred in response, crossing his arms at the hostility. "It'd be rude of you to refuse a gift. Why shouldn't I shower you with affection?"
"Because I said so. What the hell is your game?"
"It's simple, my dear Neil. I want you to fall in love with me," Allen adjusted his glasses with a slender finger, rolling his eyes at him. "Flowering you with affection is a way to win your heart. Get it, flowering? That's all to it really."
"What about you?" Neil snarled back at him. "Since you want me to fall in love with you, which is not going to fucking happen. Are you in love with me or something? Is that what this is?"
Allen let out a laugh, "Ha! Do you actually think that I feel that way towards you? You'd have to try a little bit harder than that, sweetheart. But I have an idea. I'll leave you alone if you tell me that you love me. That's all. If you do that, I won't talk to you ever again. I promise."
"I'm never going to say that to you."
"Say what to me, hmmm?"
"You know what I mean," Neil's eyes were like ice as he gritted his teeth. "I'm never going to say that and I'm never going to let you woo me. Now stop sending me things I don't want."
"You're so damn stubborn, I swear," Allen sighed. "You are so inconsiderate. Those flowers cost quite a lot of money."
"Why you," Neil glared even harder, his face shifting into a deeper shade of scarlet. "What the fuck do I have to do to get you to listen to what I'm saying?"
"Do it with me."
"Huh?"
"You heard me," the redhead repeated, watching in glee as the blonde's cheeks grew more crimson with each passing second. "You have sex with me and I'll stop."
"Are you that stupid?" Neil stuttered a bit, seething with rage. "Something else. Anything else but that."
"That's my only option. Take it or leave it."
Allen took pleasure in the uncomfortable shift in mood. The other man was practically squirming in his place. Neil lowered his eyes back down to the flowers as he clenched his teeth. He couldn't read his red gaze. The silence did not help Neil at all, feeling like he was under a spotlight. But he quickly raised his eyes back, an unknown emotion swimming in their depths.
"You have to promise," Neil looked away as he blushed for the fiftieth time that day. "This is only going to be a one time thing, got that? Don't you dare tell a soul."
"Are you sure?" he stepped from behind his counter until he was right beside Neil, the blonde finding it hard keeping his eyes to the wall as he felt Allen's eyes on him. "Once you say yes, I won't stop."
"Just do it already."
Feeling victorious at his acceptance, Allen scooped Neil up in his arms and strolled over to the door to flip over the sign and shut off the lights. Neil stuttered a little as he was carried like a girl.
"Put me down! I didn't say you could pick me up."
"Oh quit complaining," he chuckled lightly as they went up the steps, Neil grumbling the whole time, arms crossed as he was lifted. He was surprising light, as if he didn't weigh anything.
Allen slid his hands into Neil's hair as he held him down, their mouths moving in a frenzy. The animalseller had stopped resisting, letting out a soft sigh every time their hips slammed together. His hands clutched the sheets as the redhead finally pulled his mouth away, gazing down at the blonde with lust-filled eyes.
"Don't stare at me like that," Neil breathed out, glaring up at him with flushed cheeks, making him even cuter than before.
"I can't help myself," Allen moved his gaze back down to Neil's body while licking his lips. "You're too adorable to watch. You get so flustered so easily. How cute."
"Don't call me cute!"
"How about I call you sexy instead, hmmm?"
"Just shut up, would you?"
"As you wish," Allen moved down to place a kiss on Neil's neck, hearing him catch his breath at the sensation. His hands slithered up his body, fondling his chest as his tongue wet a trail to his collarbone. Neil closed his eyes as his body was played with, his voice growing shaky as his nipples were teased lightly.
"Ha. . . Ha."
"You like that?" Allen chuckled as he kept his fingers on Neil's chest, a flushed look on his face as he watched the blonde fall apart under his actions. "That pleased look on your face says so."
"Shut u-" Neil tried to lash at him, but he wasn't prepared for the hairdresser to grab his cock, leaning down to lick at his nipple, sucking down on the sensitive nub while the blonde's words were replaced with loud moans. Neil's grip on the bed sheets got tighter as he thrusted his hips up as his dick was massaged in the redhead's expert fingers. Allen took that as a sign that he was ready, precum starting to coat the top of his penis. He released the blonde, making him stop groaning as he was freed from the feeling.
"Why the hell did you stop, you asshole?"
"Oh, you wanted me to keep going? You enjoyed it that much?"
If looks could kill, Allen would be dead in the spot. Neil's face turned even redder as he hissed at him.
"It's a natural body reaction! I didn't like it at all!"
"Your dick doesn't say that. You're hard down there. Let me take of that for you, since it's my fault. It's a natural body reaction, like you said."
Before Neil could respond, Allen leaned down to take his cock into his mouth, feeling the blonde jump a little to the warm and wet feeling. He let out a loud groan as he sucked him, licking the length as he moved his head up and down. Neil gripped onto his hair, starting to shiver from the pleasure, making a dizzy feeling spread all over his body. He tried to let him know that he was close to coming, but he couldn't help but moan. His head spun as his hips began to rock a little against the redhead's mouth. When Allen decided to take Neil down his throat, gripping whatever couldn't fit into his hands, the sensation became too much for him.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Mkk."
Neil finished into the other man's mouth, shooting down Allen's throat as he pulled back. The rest of it landed on the stylist's face, sliding down onto the sheets. Allen swallowed the load as Neil relaxed from his climax, breathing heavily as the redhead moved to straddle him again.
"What are. . . you doing?" Neil panted, his eyes slits as Allen leaned over him. "I already came."
"But I didn't," Allen got off of the bed to open one of the dresser doors. He pulled out a small tube, showing Neil what it was. "Beside I'm not done with you just yet."
Neil's eyes moved to the wall as he was pushed back down, refusing to watch him covering his fingers with the lubricant. He couldn't turn any redder as his legs were spread open, a soft sensation against his entrance as he was prepared. He winced as soon as he felt the first finger, body resisting at first, eyes closing. But he soon got used to the feeling, sighing as it relaxed him. He easily took in the second one. But he stiffened as the third one pressed in. His body began to relax even more as his cock was fondled with Allen's other hand. He let out soft sighs with each feeling flooding his body. He was slowly but surely getting lightheaded again.
"You're doing so well," Allen murmured, a soft blush lighting up his face as he felt Neil squeezing down on his fingers. When he felt like he was fully ready, he pulled his fingers away. Neil's eyes opened when he felt something much bigger take their place. He took a deep breath as he prepped himself for it.
"I'm going to go slow, alright?" Allen gazed down at the blonde, only slightly worried.
"Just go."
"Since you want me to."
His thrusts started slow as he settled a pace, trying to find a certain spot. He found what he was looking for when Neil's voice raised in surprise, hands digging into the sheets. He moved his hips along the spot that caused it, making the blonde shake. Allen's own voice was shaky as he sped up his pace, rocking Neil into the bed with each movement. He slammed his lips onto Neil's, reaching for his tongue as he fucked him harder. Their tongues danced with each other, sliding as they moaned in sync. Neil's arms wrapped around his back as he dug his nails in, breaking off the kiss to let out a loud groan. His body quaked as he came, the white liquid splashing onto his chest as he called out in pleasure.
After a few more moments Allen reached his limit as well, gritting his teeth as he came inside of the blonde, sliding out with a moan. He moved to lay down on the bed as their heavy breathing flooded the room, recovering from their act. Allen wanted to roll over and pull Neil into his arms, but he was too exhausted and closed his eyes as sleep overcame him.
When Allen opened his eyes it was dark outside. A glance at the clock on his counter told him that it was a little past eleven. He and Neil had slept for a little over six hours. He glanced back at his bed to where Neil was on his back, his arms over his head as he slept. He looked so peaceful that it was almost strange. It was one of the few times that he had seen the blonde without an angry look on his face. It was a nice sight though, especially with him wearing nothing but the blanket. But he wouldn't touch Neil in his sleep, knowing that he would get snapped at. It was too dark outside for it and didn't want to wake anyone. So lightly pushing him to go onto his side, Allen moved in to spoon him, covering them back up with the blanket as he got comfortable himself. He didn't have feelings for Neil, but couldn't deny that it was cozy with him in his arms. The blonde was softer than he thought he'd be. Not that he was complaining.