C'est La Vie—Chapter Four
by taitofan
Rated T for sexual situations
Disclaimer: I don't own Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja or its characters.
Prompt: "I'm horny as hell and my creepy boyfriend is sucking on a popsicle in front of me" (tumblr)
If you have any CC, please share and I'll listen. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 08-27-15
Randy knew that he had no one to blame but himself. He'd been the one to suggest that they get ice cream to beat the summer heat, and he'd been the one to personally offer to buy Julian whatever he wanted. Julian, not being Howard, opted for one single peach flavored popsicle. Randy hadn't thought much of it at the time, but once he'd paid and they'd sat down under some shady trees to eat, a problem quickly became apparent.
"J-Julian?"
His boyfriend pulled the popsicle out of his mouth with an audible pop and shot Randy a bemused look.
"Is something the matter?" How did one tactfully tell their boyfriend that he was practically fellating that popsicle and it was really turning Randy on? Like, really turning him on? If Julian could deepthroat some frozen sugarwater, then just think of what he could do with– "Randall, your ice cream is melting all over you."
"Argh, it's too honkin' hot" he muttered as he quickly licked around the cone and all over his hand, not wanting to waste it. When he looked up, Julian was licking his popsicle again, with far more enthusiasm than he had any right to have. Why hadn't he worn looser pants? "…I swear, he does this stuff on purpose…"
Randy didn't notice Julian's knowing look as he shoved the popsicle down his throat as if it ware nothing, pretending that he didn't hear the needy moan Randy let out.