Something Sweet

By: ParamoreXO

A/N: So, I really owe this to you all. I really do. I feel horrible, having to take a break from writing for a place that feels kinda like a distant family…I've met some great people here, one's I know I'll never forget, even if I've never even met them in person. And for all of you wonderful, beautiful people who have helped me grow as a writer, thank you. I hope the meaning behind those two simple words is strong when I say it, I really mean it. Thank you. All of you; everyone who ever believed in me and is STILL cheering me on. And, to be honest? It's kinda nice to take a break from something you love. You never forget to really appreciate it that way.

So, Solora, thank you for this wonderful idea. You can't believe how much it means to me, that fills my heart with joy, that you thought of me over something so small like Dip N' Dots. A shout out to a fellow and incredible writer; Solora Goldsun. Read her stuff. It's beyond great.

Now to the actual story…

A rich, sweet, savory blend chilled her mouth with a creamy and sugary goodness. The yummy taste reminded her of those stupid commercials where gorgeous models tried to spoon a chunk of ice cream in their plump mouth in a cheesy, attempted sexy way; licking the spoon lathered in fattening carbs they would never dare to eat besides this greedy purpose. Smiling all the same, the redheads' dazzling emerald eyes caught the golden sunlight just right that poured from the blazing sky above. Those rings of breathtaking jade bore into the relaxed boy in front of her, softening as they pooled with undeniable love. A whispering breeze threaded through the teen's shaggy coal black hair, making it appear as if it were shivering in cool the fall weather. The breath that had caught hers countless times before expanded his broad, chiseled chest; insane muscles puffing out through the tight fabric of his dark attire. The streets talked about her bad boy, the way Kevin was just another hot shot whose only career in life would be a shady way of crime. But those people had no idea what he was truly like. They would never give him a chance like she had. With the way her boyfriend's hard obsidian eyes softened at the sight of her; a trigger to loosen up his muscular frame, she couldn't help but fall in love with the ex-con.

Who would've thought someone so unlike her would be so perfect for her?

Three years ago, she never would've given this reality a second thought. Now…he was all she could think about.

"Want a bite?" Gwen offered, tucking a whisp of long fiery hair that had caught the chilling current of the wind. Holding out the sticky plastic spoon in front of her, her boyfriend shifted his earthy crystalline glance in the direction of the spoon cupping tiny beads of ice cream. Automatically, a smirk that made the Anodite's heart flip like a gold medal gymnast spread across Kevin's full, knowing lips like warm silky butter. A hint of dark stubble grazed along his firm jaw line… she had traced it so many times with her trailing fingers and wanting lips. Standing there on the comfortably lonely dock of the pier, outstretched hand grasping a spoon full of balls of ice cream; Gwen felt the sudden and strong urge to kiss her boyfriend as if it'd been the first time, something new; or the last, something to savor for as long as she could hold him.

Knowing the redhead oh-so well, Kevin's dark eyes glimmered playfully in the fading sunset; painted black ink blotting out the exhausting day they'd shared. "The last bite of your Dip N' Dots? For me?"

Giggling, Gwen wagged the plastic utensil in his handsome face, "Do you want it or not?"

"Well, it's not the only thing I want," He grinned, obsidian eyes crinkling as he slowly stepped towards the redhead, wooden boards creaking beneath him as a soothing rhythm of waves lapped underneath them. "But sure," shrugging, full lips still holding a knowing, teasing smirk; he withdrew his coarse hands from the depths of his jean pockets.

Now that he was less than a foot away from her tiny, beautiful frame, Gwen felt a shiver erupt down her spine, freezing her tingling nerves for more than the cause of the chilly weather. A cyclone of irresistible scents wrapped around her like a blanket; thick with captivating spices and the faint shred of gasoline that was so common on her mechanic of a boyfriend. As she reached over to put the spoonful of sugary, creamy delight to his tempting lips, Gwen did something that threw him off guard.

She ate it. Just dipped her hand back to her victoriously grinning mouth and ate the last freakin' bite he'd just been offered. And Lord knows how the ex-con hates being tricked out of a deal…even if it was over miniscule balls of ice cream.

"Hey!" Kevin exclaimed, wrapping his strong arms around the redheaded bombshell's tiny waist. Teasingly sticking her ice cream coated tongue out at him, Gwen felt Kevin pull her even closer to his chiseled, warm body. Then, with serpents tongue speed, the midnight haired teen dove down and took advantage of his girlfriend's outstretched tongue, letting the velvety milky sensation of pure, undeniable pleasure wrap around his greedy tongue. Sugar coated lips meshing with his warm, mesmerizing pair, a buzz of agonizing bliss vibrated against his smirking lips. The ecstasy of the syrupy paradise spread throughout Gwen's mouth was lapped up skillfully as the ex-con rubbed a captivating rapture against her into a rocking motion against her hips, loving the feel of her soft, skillful hands desperately threading through his jet black shaggy mane. As their tongues battled, air pumping through their nostrils as if the supply were going to die any second, the strong sweet flavor of Cookies N' Cream coated the inside of Kevin's mouth. Clamping his teeth tenderly down on her swollen bottom lip, the Osmosian tugged at the tender flesh as his hands worked their way up and down her alluringly dipping sides. Slowly pulling away, chests heaving against one another's, identical knowing smiles sprawled across their wet lips.

"Thanks for the last bite, babe," Kevin sneered, not even caring that the redhead smacked him lightly on the arm for it. He knew she loved it, anyways.