I'm not sick any more lovelings! The lead singer of Bauhaus is so fucking hot, fantasies of Peter Murphy and a younger David Bowie going at it…fuck I'm going to go take a shower, be back soon. Debates whether to take Gay Boy with or not, come if you want to loveling, but first I want to know your first name, the rest of you perverts read the chapter and go away.
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"Feeling better baby doll?" Dominic asked and Dorian nodded. "To make you feel even especially better, I'm going to buy you an ice cream on the way to your mansion house thingy."
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Fifteen minutes later, Dominic was trying the master the art of eating ice cream and driving at the same time, he was failing miserably. Finally the inevitable happened and his chocolate ice cream cone slipped from his hand and landed with a soft plop in his lap.
Dorian, who had already finished his ice cream in a rate that only a teenager could manage without choking, looked at the tantalizing treat on his lovers' crotch. Smirking he unbuckled his seat belt, leaned down, and began to nibble away at the cone.
"Need to concentrate on driving, not the sounds of Dorian eating off my crotch, nope, can't hear those, can only hear traffic," Dominic said to himself making Dorian chuckle.
When he finished the cone, Dorian began to softly lap up the sweet confection, exaggerating each moan and slurp. He slid his tongue across the zipper and pressed lightly, making Dominic groan in sweet torment.
"Things to do before I die: have ice cream licked off crotch in car by hot person of either sex, check. Die in said car, near check," Dominic groaned when Dorian unzipped his pants with his teeth and let his tongue slip into the small opening to tease his throbbing length.
Dorians' cellphone went off and the teen reluctantly answered it.
"Get your face out of your boyfriends crotch and come inside Dorian, we have something important to discuss. Dominic can come back in an hour," Vlad said stoically and hung up.
The teens' eyes went wide when he realized that he was already home and parked in front of his house. "Why didn't you tell me we were here?" He snapped, his words loosing their bite because of the deep blush on his face.
"Well, you were so intent on my crotch and I being human didn't want to stop you," Dominic replied.
"My Father said you can come back in an hour if you want, he has something important to discuss with me, which basically means a) we're going to talk about my relationship with you, b) about Jeremys' funeral, or c) he's annoyed about something," Dorian said apologetically.
"I'll be back in exactly one hour baby doll," Dominic smiled and kissed Dorian deeply before the teen slipped out of his car and he drove away.
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I know, I know, short, please don't bite my head off, I need it, but help yourself to my fucking inconsiderate siblings. When my door is closed you don't walk in without knocking and giving me one minute to compose myself, my ten year old step-sister got an eye full of why most of the guys at my school hate me.