Of Cake and Cheaters
By: ParamoreXO
"Gwen, I told you, I don't want anything for—"
"Oh, honestly Kevin! At least let me finish this birthday cake! It's not really a gift, but I thought you needed something to celebrate! I mean, you didn't even—"
"NO!" Snatching a tube of mushy icing from his girlfriend's batter coated hands, Kevin Ethan Levin hid the cake topping behind his back, out of the redhead's emerald green gaze. Popping a leg out, Gwen took her battle stance for yet another bickering match. As if she and Kevin hadn't faced enough of their infamous little quarrels throughout their time together, a new one was stirring up. Giving a wicked, knowing grin that he knew ticked off the ingredient covered Anodite, Kevin took a careful step back with the squishy sugar-filled pouch.
"Kevin. Give. Me. The. Frosting. Now." Normally that calm, death promising tone of his girlfriend's scared the hell outta him. But now…he was in charge and had the bait to prove it in his sticky, slick hands.
"Come and get it," He smirked, fueled by the flash of dangerous rage bursting behind those curtains of crystalline jade jems.
What the skilled ex-con hadn't expected, however, was the underestimated power Gwen wielded at her fingertips. Literally.
Whipping her arm forward, a ray of radiant pink manna shot from her being. The beam of manna curved behind her boyfriend's shock still body and encircled around the tube of desired cake decorating that had slackened in his once-iron grip. Smiling with acid stained lips of emotion, the victorious redhead turned back to her unfinished birthday project. Kevin was going to get a cake whether he wanted one or not!
"Cheater," the Osmosian's husky voice startled her, for his lips were now skimming the exposed flesh of her neck. Having her long mane tied tautly up high like a blazing scarlet crown had its perks. Shivering as icy cascades of pleasure zipped down her chilled spine, Gwen forgot all about the load of sugar sitting in front of her startled form. As Kevin's rock hard arms snaked around her tiny waist, his hungry lips sucked viciously on her creamy flesh as he turned her in his grip. Reaching her collar bone, he dunked his head so he was able to nibble his was to the little valley between each jutting bone, marking the line from two whole different sections of accessibility. Mind completely fogged, the Anodite felt sheer bliss full her to the brim like warm, sugary maple syrup as her boyfriend's artful lips nipped their way up her throat. Clinging onto him even tighter, Gwen gripped hard at the front of her boyfriend's midnight black shirt. The cotton fabric was crushed between her wanting fingers, trying to get all of him in that one simple tug against her heavily panting body. Aftershave and minty clean breath licked her nostrils, raising each hair on the back her neck with defined intensity. Narrowing in on his target, Kevin thrust his hips smoothly against the captivated Anodite's own trim waist, plastering her curvy figure between the counter and his insanely chiseled body.
Filling out every dip and dive her body offered, the ex-con began to rock a rhythm against the girl, soaking in the pleasure he got from her drowned response in his velvety lips. With gentleness that seemed too fragile and out of place for the eagerness he placed in the craving lip-lock, Kevin's gruff fingers weaved their way skillfully through Gwen's blazing scarlet mane as he tugged the ponytail holder from its fixed updo. Letting the sea of red crash down like shimmering waves of the ocean Gwen's long mane draped over her shoulder like a crinkling sheet as it was teased this way and that with Kevin's touch.
In the matter of minutes, they were covered in each other's fingerprints, chests heaving harshly against the other's as their tongue's dueled with mounting friction. The need to become one caused their heated bodies to drip with beads of sweat as they plunged into the cavernous depths of their mouths, all tactics turning into new tricks with each mesmerizing lick. The strong taste of frosting was coursing through Kevin's mouth from when his girlfriend had stolen a taste test earlier from the spoon. This little taste, however, was beyond more satisfying than any spoon filled with a heavenly sugar delight could promise.
Easing Gwen back with his toxic touch slipping all over her, the entwined couple was completely captivated with the steamy kissing marathon that neither of the teens realized what they were actually doing. Just as his slick fingers managed to start slipping the buttons on the front of Gwen's shirt through their slits, the said redhead went rigid under the ex-con's captivating finger pads.
"What is it, Gwen?" Kevin whispered hoarsely, trying desperately to distract the green eyed beauty of his as his lips traveled all around her neck.
Heart racing like mad, banging as if a professional drum line had been banging a beat inside her, the flushing Anodite succumbed to his perfect tender nips and mind twisting supple sucks. "W-Who?"
Grinning against her flesh as he dove in for another kill, the midnight haired teen continued to rub his waist along her hips, hitting home base with each stealthy shift. "You, silly. You're Gwen."
"I…I can't…" She whispered, losing the already slack grip on her words. She was a thread away from losing control of every lost thought that was trapped in the thick fog clouding up her mind. "Kevin, you do realize we're lying in cake?"
Not even bothering to take his greedy lips off the girl, Kevin just smirked. That was why she smelt so much like vanilla cake… Probably the best piece of cake he'd ever had in his life.
A/N: review? Hopefully I haven't lost my touch with these one-shots?