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dragona sighed loudly as the last customer left iko iko. for the last few hours, business was slow. as it normally was on a wednesday night. lunch was busy, but that was pretty much it. everything was folded, the floors were swept, everything was just clean overall. they wanted to go home at this point.
and surprisingly, their wish was granted.
meryl had called, telling dragona to close up shop. she said that she wasn’t expecting any other customers to stop by, and that it was no use staying open. dragona couldn’t thank meryl enough.
once they got the news, they immediately began to dial paco’s number. but, paco beat them to it, as his caller id lit up on the screen. they loved the photo. it was one of them kissing, taken during one of their first official dates. paco had taken them to a new sushi restaurant in downtown honolulu, and they had the best of times.
they loved paco so much.
they waste no more time in answering, as the boutique was technically closed. they pretty much could do as they pleased. “hey.”
“hola mi bebe, what time do you get off?”
“i was actually just about to call you.” dragona pushed themselves away from the counter they were leaning on, now walking absentmindedly around the store. “meryl wants me to go ahead and close up early, so at 7. why?”
“deadass? i got some gas from her earlier. want to smoke?”
“now why would you even ask me that? you know about 98% of the time that’s a yes.” dragona chuckled, making their way to the front doors to lock them, turning the sign from ‘open’ to ‘closed’. “you can go ahead and head this way. i’ll be ready right at 7.”
paco laughed lightly, a sound dragona grew to absolutely love in the couple of months they had been together. “aight, bet. see you.”
“see you.” they pouted when paco hung up, but that was short lived since they were going to see him soon anyways.
dragona quickly locked up iko iko, making sure all of the tills were counted and things were locked up properly. meryl was very strict when it came to closing the shop down, for obvious reasons. by the time they finished up, paco was waiting for them right outside. he was leaned against his truck, absorbed by a video he was watching on his phone. they set the security alarm, and walked out, locking up the main doors. “aw, look at you waiting on me.”
“oh, what’s up?” paco slipped his phone into his pocket, running up to give them a quick kiss on the lips. “how was work?” he asked as he took their purse and lunchbox, holding them for dragona as they walked towards the truck.
“hmm, it was good. it got super busy around lunch time, but the rest of the day was super chill. it’s even better now that you’re here, though.” they smiled at their boyfriend, silently thanking him for taking their heavy bags. they had to clean them out soon, definitely.
“that’s nice to hear. another day where i don’t have to beat anyone’s ass.” paco puts dragona’s purse and lunchbox on the backseat of his truck, then goes to open the passenger door. he helps dragona up into his truck, making sure they were strapped in before shutting the door. “we still gotta buy snacks and blunts.” he says as he hops into the driver side, starting his truck, the engine roaring to life.
after letting it warm up a bit, they drive to the nearest convenience store. a 7/11.
paco pulled his wallet out of his pocket, taking out his driver’s license. “do your magic with the kids.” paco hands it to them. “what snacks do you want? and blunts? those white owls last time were ass.”
“well yeah, i tried to tell you but you insisted.” dragona scratches at paco’s id, smooth operators working to change a few things around. they had done this so many times that it was nothing to them now. “honey dutches. and i want an arizona green tea, some sunchips and those watermelon gummies i like.” they hand paco his id back, along with their debit card. “and since you got the weed, i got the snacks.”
paco shakes his head, handing dragona their card back. “no. i got it, ‘gona. let me treat you. i’ll be right back.”
“alright, alright.” dragona chuckled, putting their card back in their wallet. paco kissed them on the cheek, and hopped out. he was already opening the door to the store when they remembered something. “oh! i want a snickers bar too! please?”
paco throws a thumbs up, slipping into the store. dragona slipped off their sandals, propping their feet up on the dashboard. they scrolled on tiktok while paco shopped, sending a few in the group chats they were in.
they were knocked out of their slight trance when the rear passenger door was opened, bags being set down on the ground. “snacks acquired.” he says as he gets back in, backing out of the spot. they left the 7/11, coming to a stop at the intersection. “do you know a spot? my dad is on his fuckshit again tonight. i don’t have the energy to deal with that, and i want to keep you safe.”
dragona smiled at the last part. “my mom and brother are home. but, i do know the perfect spot. make a left right here.” they point at the road in front of them. as soon as the light turns green, he makes said turn, cursing a little as the terrain changed from smooth to rough.
after a little while, the roads went back to being completely smooth. they were now driving on sand. paco raised an eyebrow, taking his attention away from the road briefly. “wait…? we’re on the beach…?”
“just keep going! i’ll let you know when to stop.” dragona turns up the radio, “wish i never” by kehlani on full blast. paco couldn’t help but roll his eyes, amused at the free concert he was witnessing out of his peripheral vision.
dragona continues to give paco directions until he eventually pulls up in front of a small, rundown cottage. “you sure this is it?” he asked, putting his truck in park. he left it running, just in case they needed to peel out of there.
“it is. i’d never steer you wrong.”
“true. how long have you been coming here?” paco asked as he shuts his truck off, pulling the key out of the ignition. “i’m surprised i’ve never seen this before.”
“not long, about 6 months. i came across it while out on one of my runs. come to find out the owner was trying to get rid of it, so she sold it to me for like $500 bucks.” they reach behind them to grab their purse, and slowly slip out of the truck. they reach inside of it, taking out the lanyard with their keys. after a bit of fiddling, they find the correct one and unlock the door, pushing it open. “it took me months to fix it up and make it like this. i come here when i need to…blow off some steam. it’s peaceful.”
“i can see.” paco follows behind dragona, his hands full. he slips off his shoes, leaving them by the front door by dragona’s. he looked around, his eyes catching onto some of the posters they had on the walls. dua lipa ones, mostly. “it definitely screams you.”
“yeah, it still needs some work but it’s fine for now.” they put up the windows, the stuffiness being replaced with the cool breeze of the beach.
paco emptied all shopping bags onto the bed, separating his snacks from dragona’s. he had went overboard, buying duplicates of everything dragona had asked for. why was paco so sweet? “i saw they had salmon onigiri, so i grabbed you one of each.” he says as he hands them rice balls, using his other hand to push their pile of snacks towards their side of the bed. “since you nearly cried the last time they didn’t have them.”
“i didn’t cry! i was just upset they didn’t have any. but thank you.” dragona unwraps it, taking a small bite out of it. they take a seat on the mattress next to paco, munching away. “are you rolling or do you want me to?”
“i’m already on it.” paco was already splitting the cigarillos, dumping the tobacco into one of the empty shopping bags. “you roll little twigs anyway.” he mumbled jokingly, which was met with a *loving* smack on the shoulder. he had become used to it, so it didn’t even phase him this time. he had the bag of weed next to him, the smell filling the room the second he opened it.
“that shit is strong…my god…” dragona made a face, watching as paco used his fingers to grind up the flower, sprinkling it into the wrap.
“it’s probably radioactive or some shit usagi would say.” he joked, quickly rolling it up, licking it so it would seal. “got a lighter?”
dragona fishes around in their monstrosity of a purse, eventually finding one, holding it out.
“what would we do without your kitchen sink purse.” paco gently plucks it from their grasp, flicking the mechanism so it would light up. he holds the blunt into the flame, it igniting with ease. once it’s fully lit and ready to go, he gestures for dragona to take it. “you first.”
“how sweet.”
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it took several passes between the two of them (and paco’s initial “this shit is ass.”) for the weed to truly hit. it hit hard. their snack stash was no more, the effects of the thc on full blast. they were surrounded by the wrappers and the smell of dank herb. and a pleasant silence.
they were both completely out of it, dragona more so than paco. they were in their own little world, spaced out.
“dragona, you okay?”
they blink slowly, their mind struggling to process what was going on. they soon realize that they are lying on their back, and that paco was right next to them.
what the fuck was in that weed?
“dragoooooona…?”
dragona hums, turning their head to face the man, catching him staring with half lidded eyes. the expression on paco’s face was one of slight concern. before dragona could even open their mouth, they feel a hand begin to run through their locs, fingers brushing against their scalp. they had just gotten a retwist earlier in that week, so it felt nice. they let out a little sigh, closing their eyes once more in bliss.
“you zoinked out for a second there.” paco says, his voice low and husky. “this weed has you fucked.” he snorts, taking his hand away from his partner’s hair, much to their dismay. but that was forgotten as he brought out another blunt. he tries to light it, sucking his teeth as it took a bit longer than usual for it to ignite. once it’s lit, he takes a long drag from it. he sits there for a moment, before blowing out the residual smoke. “i don’t know where the fuck meryl got this shit from.” he breaks out into a small fit of coughs, handing the blunt to his partner. “but goddamn…this is way stronger than the shit from last time.”
“mmm, probably from hell.” dragona reaches for the blunt, slowly sitting up a bit so that they could take a proper hit. “or neptune. pluto? some shit like that.” they take one last puff, a long one, and pass it back to paco.
paco blows air out of his nose, mimicking a laugh. he takes one final puff, and snuffs it out, placing it in the ashtray dragona kept on the table next to the bed. they would come back to that later. but now, he was on top of them, pinning them down to the mattress. “i missed you so much today.” he whispered as he leaned down, his lips closing in on their face.
“i missed you too.” dragona whimpers as he started kissing his way from their cheek to their neck. the manner in which his lips brushed against their sunkissed skin felt like they were being branded. just the thought of paco leaving noticeable marks on them made them scream internally.
“are you okay with this?” paco asked, stopping for a brief second. despite being an asshole while on missions, dragona appreciated how he asked before continuing anything. paco always wanted to make sure they were comfortable before trying anything new. “keep going or stop?”
they nod frantically, like paco shouldn’t have even asked at all. “mmm…please,” they beg, and paco continued on. he goes to start kissing their neck again, roughly this time around. dragona gasps beneath him as his teeth grazed against their skin, sucking at it. he kept going, marking their neck with a multitude of eager love bites, varying in size and intensity. some were small and light, while others were larger and darker in color. but they all left dragona trembling with need. they wanted more.
paco pulled away to admire what he had achieved, a smug look on his face. to dragona, the marks stung pleasantly.
“you’re definitely gonna have to cover some of these up. i went a little crazy.” paco bends down once again, kissing the outer part of dragona’s ear. they jump, letting out a little squeak. “i want people to know that you’re taken, and jealous that they can’t have you.”
“i’d rather wear them proudly, i’m no bitch.” dragona mumbled, the words falling out of their mouth with ease. “and i’m only yours, i promise.”
“good. mine.” paco laughs quietly, he kisses them sweetly on the lips. dragona runs their hands under his t-shirt, their acrylics lightly scratching at his skin. all too soon, paco pulls away once again, but doesn’t go too far. “i love seeing you like this.”
dragona absorbs everything they’re being told, a small crooked smile on their own face. “oh?” paco kisses them on their tummy, which makes them produce a sound that was a mix between moan and a laugh.
“mhmm. you’re always on my mind.” he plays with the hem of their top, resisting the temptation to snatch it off then and there. “i just can’t get enough of you.”
“paco...” dragona whined, wiggling into a more comfortable position, the old, ragged mattress creaking under them. “i need you.”
“yeah?” something about the way paco asked that made dragona want to kick him in the balls. and it blew their high just a little. of course they wanted him.
“yes, oh my fucking god. i’ve been struggling long enough…you can do whatever you want, just touch me.”
for a few moments, paco was completely still, not expecting that sort of reaction. “fine, just let me if you need me to stop.”
dragona opened their mouth to say something else, but was cut off as their top was being pulled off of their head. the air blew against their sensitive skin, remembering that they weren’t wearing a bra today. paco got one glimpse of their chest and- oh!
they were pierced. two silver barbells with emerald green gems embedded on either side.
“ooo, they’re pierced…” paco said quietly, more to himself, teasingly running his thumb over one of their nipples, watching as they became hard under his touch.
dragona heard what he had said, their lips curling into a lousy smirk. “mhmm. be care- a-ah!” they suddenly cried out. paco gave no warning, sucking on the sensitive nubs. they cried out again when he twirled the metal around with his tongue, the sensations shooting straight down to their member. they felt the pressure of their hardening erection rubbing against the lace of their panties.
paco runs his hand down dragona’s slightly pudgy abdomen, his fingers brushing against the light dusting of hair leading down to their shorts. they threw their legs open, giving the man more leeway to do as he pleased.
dragona had to grip the bedsheets, letting out a shaky gasp when paco eventually got their shorts down, and no time after that, their lace panties, too.
they were feeling so many things that they couldn’t help but begin to tremble, paco’s eyes taking them in hungrily. the man licked his lips, lifting his gaze to lock eyes with them.
“dragona…you’re so fucking hot.” he purred, peppering a series of teasing kisses on the inside of their thigh. “sexy as fuck.” dragona couldn’t help but moan, loudly. already semi-hard, and having someone else’s hand on them made them feel warm. their gut burned as they watched paco’s long, and oddly soft, fingers curl around their throbbing cock. he licked off the bead of precum that was already accumulated on the tip.
“f-fuck…” the curse slipped out unconsciously, and paco hummed as he began to slowly stroke them, his movements right on point. he drove the tip of his tongue along the slit, pressing down on the spongy skin. dragona hissed, their heels digging into the mattress.
it was obvious that paco was no beginner at this. he knew what he was doing.
but it felt so good. so fucking good. so much better than what their own hand could ever do. they were letting out deep groans, that grew in volume when paco’s mouth closed around the tip. he teases at it, savoring it as if it’s the most delicious thing he’s had in months. he relaxes his mouth, slowly sliding down until his nose is pressed against dragona’s pelvis, the motion startling them.
they felt extremely embarrassed, never making this much noise when they were alone, locked in their bedroom. but…fuck. paco’s mouth was pure heaven. the way he looked up at them, with half lidded eyes. the way his rosy, freckled cheeks were hollowed. the way his head bobbed up and down….
dragona grabbed a handful of paco’s thick hair, in order to stop themselves from bucking up into the heat. paco has to make a concentrated effort not to gag. he moaned around them, saliva dripping down the side of his mouth.
the pleasure heightened more, them squeezing their eyes shut as their hips bucked up again, and again, dragona feeling how the tip of their member brushed against the back of paco’s throat. the way he took them with such ease was satisfying.
“fu- p-paco! i’m g-gonna-“
he pulls away, a thick string of saliva following him. he gripped the shaft tight, moving jaggedly, pumping it an irregular rhythm just to get them more on the brink of release. “come on, beautiful.” he cooed, voice smooth like silk. “i know you want to so bad.”
dragona was a mess, mumbling pure nonsense as they climaxed. ropes of white splattered across the man’s cheeks and lips. another followed, coating the man’s face entirely in the sticky, white fluid. seeing paco covered in cum was quite a sight. he had one eye closed, showing some had landed there unfortunately. whoops.
some also made its way onto dragona’s stomach, pooling near their belly button. it felt like fire. “dios mio, you made a mess.” paco ran his tongue over it, and that’s when they noticed he has his fucking tongue pierced.
what.
they couldn’t breathe. they couldn’t even think, the warm touch of the other was all too much to bear now. their entire body turns into jelly, their eyes rolling to the back of their head. they passed out, everything turning pitch black.
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dragona woke up a short time later. the room spinning, their vision blurred and they had the beginnings of a headache. they slowly sat up in the bed, first noticing that they were cleaned up and fully clothed again. how sweet of paco. they still had a bit of a semi-hard on, though. and it was uncomfortable
“welcome back.” paco says from next to them, a wide satisfied smile plastered on his face. “you good?” he was also cleaned up, sporting an entirely different shirt.
“yeah, i’m fine…just thirsty. and sleepy. my head hurts a little too.” dragona takes a sip of their drink, chugging it down in mere seconds. “how long was i out…?” they asked, setting the empty can down to grab their phone. it really hadn’t been that long, as it was around 10pm. they had a couple missed text from their mom and brother as of a couple of minutes ago, but they weren’t anything bad.
“uh….about 10 minutes or so.” he stood up to stretch, his shirt riding up a bit. he grabs his drink from the floor, sipping it. “you blacked out right after you came. you have some distance. impressive.”
dragona blushed. “…where did you even learn to suck dick like that?” they asked innocently, making paco nearly choke on the soda. he coughed, and took a moment to compose himself.
“let’s just say, the people you deal with want more than just the drugs sometimes.” he shrugged as if it was nothing, shoving a reese's cup into his mouth. “you get hella tips though!”
“interesting.” they looked down at the tent still in their shorts, still buzzing with residual arousal. they ignore it, tightly crossing their legs to hide it. hopefully their boyfriend didn’t notice. their stomach rumbled, completely forgetting about it. “can we go get mcdonald’s? i’m hungry again and i want nuggies.”
“i could go for like…60 nuggets right now myself.“ he grabbed the neglected blunt from the ashtray, lighting it up. “want to finish this off first?”
“duh. we don’t waste weed in this economy.” they take it from him before he could even bring it to his lips, taking a quick puff. “besides, maybe i want you to show me what else that tongue of yours can do.”
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