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"Shadow Milk, are you sure you know where we're going..?" asked Pure Vanilla, who was.. well, supposedly, by what Shadow Milk told him, on a surprise date with him. And as much as the blond liked the idea, he was a bit.. scared, of where he could end up.
After all, knowing the trickster, he could end up everywhere; from the arcade, to in an aquarium being fed to the piranhas.
and yes, he was speaking from experience for this one. He had absolutely no clue why he would even agree to that, but a date is a date— and for the rare occasion of Shadow Milk paying, he would go.
Shadow Milk, on the other hand, was trying to contain his giggles from the almost overwhelming excitement that was filling him.
This wasn't like any other date he had ever taken Pure Vanilla on so far— he had a lot of things planned, and doing the man himself was absolutely on the to-do list.
the blue haired male approached the door of the building. They were going to play billiard. Or at least, that was the intention. Shadow Milk was all in for any other alternatives that could possibly involve the two of them and the game itself.
after a while of staying stuck into his mischievous thoughts, he piped up.
"Oh, you silly Vanilly! of course i know! why wouldn't i, huh? just trust me in this one, you'll totally like it!" he exclaimed, basically pushing the blindfolded blond in.
after entering, Pure Vanilla was allowed to take a look around, the blindfold coming off and staying in Shadow Milk's hands.
"woah.. I'm surprised, i thought you were going to put me through yet another near-death experience..! you're.. actually improving at taking me out!" the blond admired, folding his hands together as he stared at the blue haired with pure and only admiration.
Shadow Mili just scoffed at that, rolling his eyes— before acting hurt.
"really now? do you have so little faith in me, Vanilly? wow. I'm hurt! you know what, maybe i should cancel thi—" before he could even attempt finishing his sentence, Pure Vanilla was already on a roll to apologize profusely.
"ah! I'm very sorry, that wasn't my intention to come off ru—" and yet again, Shadow Milk interrupted, waving an unbothered hand and taking Pure Vanilla's instead, very much dragging the other to the pool room.
"okay, okay i got it! there's no need for a 4 hour apology for something as stupid as this.. learn to take a joke, seriously..— and no, don't apologize for this either!" after a few minutes of paying, walking, and just picking out different cues— as well as Pure Vanilla being very unnecessarily gentle and kind to the staff, (at least in Shadow Milk's opinion. But then again, it was always in the blond's nature to be like that, so he couldn't say he was surprised.) they finally made it to the pool room.
"alright, here we are! uhhhhh.. it says.., table number.. 6! okay, let's go. follow me, Nilly!" the blue haired male skipped his way over said table, with Pure Vanilla following right behind. he's never played pool before, so admittedly, he was really excited. not that Shadow Milk was in a better situation.. but since he's played once before, he liked to think he had an advantage here.
and maybe he was right.
even after explaining the rules, showing how to play, even HELPING— something Shadow Milk absolutely refused to even acknowledge as an actual thing, the blond just.. had absolutely no clue what to even do. It was as if the rules and the little bit of practicing he had done in these few starting minutes had gone completely over his head.
groaning in frustration, cue tight in his hand, Shadow Milk attempted to explain once again.
"come on, Pure Vanilla, how hard can it POSSIBLY be! you see this white ball? yes? okay, good! awesome! now look at another ball— not the black one, that's only for the end.." he was trying to stay calm, but given him and his tempter, it really wasn't doing him any good.
Pure Vanilla might be trying his best, but it didn't seem like enough.. at all.
"uhhh.. does that one work?" the blond pointed at the orange ball on the pool table, carefully holding the cue in his hands.
considering the white ball's position, on the other hand, like that, Pure Vanilla would never get said ball in the corner.
Shadow Milk sighed heavily. okay, this could work. probably.
"alright, sure. that one, then! now get the cue and hold it liiiiiiiike, this!" he noted, showing the exact thing Pure Vanilla was supposed to do. he wasn't even aware of the fact that he was probably doing it wrong himself, and the security staff was probably laughing at them through the cameras, always allowing the fact that there even were any in the room.
Pure Vanilla nodded and tried to imitate what Shadow Milk had done. for a second, both of them had hoped that he was doing it right— but now that he moved the cue and tried to get the white ball to hit the orange one... he just.. completely missed.
The cue hit the air instead of the white ball, leaving both of the guys not far from astonished at such.. what, unskill? maybe Pure Vanilla just.. wasn't good at pool..
Shadow Milk completely gave up on even attempting to teach Pure Vanilla. With his head in his hands, he looked at the other in frustration.
"how could you possibly miss THAT?! are you even aware of what pool is even supposed to be??? or have you not yet unlocked the brain capacity of an actual human being, instead of a fucking fly?!" he snapped, his voice echoing and ringing through the empty room's walls, leaving behind some quite uncomfortable silence.
"look, I'm trying, Shadow Milk—.. i swear i am..! maybe it's just.. not my cup of tea.., and.." Pure Vanilla trailed off, trying to not make it seem like he was already bored and tired of this game for his whole life in the first few minutes. but it was quite obvious, and as much as he, himself didn't want to admit— the blue haired male wasted money on him and a skill that was not ever going to be mastered.
Shadow Milk stayed quiet, observing the other for a moment. no, he has come here, he has paid for this shit, and no matter what, he was going to teach his fly-brained dumbass of a boyfriend. no wasting money.
with a heavy sigh, he tried to show the other once again. Although, it almost looked like Pure Vanilla was thinking of anything BUT pool at the moment. Here Shadow Milk was, trying his best to teach him, and the blond was just zoning out?! yeah, he was not allowing that.
in the fantasy and faraway world of Pure Vanilla's thoughts, there was a mix of constant notices of how hot Shadow Milk actually looked in such clothes, another trying to actually comprehend whatever he was saying and trying his best, and the other just thinking of how nice it would be if he did something else.
the blue haired male got fed up quite quickly with the lack of attention to any of his explanations— or him, in general— the other wasn't even talking! just staring at the wall, cue in hand, and off to Dreamland.
with a quiet huff, Shadow Milk slowly approached the other from behind, his body pushing against the other's back— both his hands on either side of the blond, the pool table acting as a support for him.
"Oh, dear. is my lovely silly Vanilly distracted by something that isn't me?" he cooed, his voice taking a teasing yet quieter turn. his eyes scanned the empty room. still no one. he has made the right decision coming on a weekday instead of the weekend, else it would've been packed with people.
Pure Vanilla absolutely did not expect THIS turn of events, his face slowly heating up, as well as his whole body temperature. he cleared his throat, attempting to move, yet not being able to because of Shadow Milk.
"ah.., um.. yes..— just.. thinking..!" he piped up, his voice quiet, matching the blue haired male's tone.
"my, my, that won't do! you should focus on the game, not your own silly little thoughts!" he continued, his hands coming up to Pure Vanilla's shoulders, flipping him around, the blond's hips now being pressed up against the pool table.
"orrrrr.. i could just.. distract you from it, myself.." he added on, his voice having the same quiet tone as he leaned closer in to Pure Vanilla— who was trying his best to steady his heartbeat, the cue in his hand almost slipping. they were so close.. just a bit and..
almost as if on reflex, or just a habit already— the blond placed his hand on Shadow Milk's face, just carefully observing the familiar features he has grown to know, love and admire. He brushed some stray locks from the other's face, slowly pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss.
Shadow Milk, on the other hand, wasn't minding it at all— to hell the game if he could have some fun with Pure Vanilla in a place they'd probably never come back to anyway.
the gentleness of the kiss slowly turned into a heated feeling, almost like a fire being ignited within their body— with thoughts slowly blanking as their lips met again, and again, the cue was placed on the pool table, their focus solely on each other.
just a small, innocent kiss, soon turned into a full on make out session thanks to none other but Shadow Milk's input, whose tongue was already exploring the other's mouth as he pressed the blond more and more against the table. This was definitely taking a turn he would absolutely love and adore.
the two broke apart just for Shadow Milk to blurt out probably the most expected— or, unexpected sentence.
"take off your clothes." he demanded, both of their faces still awfully close, faces flushed, breathing heavy.
"what..? we're..— Shadow Milk we're in public!.. what if someone—" Pure Vanilla tried to reason with him, yet knowing the other, he'd rather die than actually accept some actual fair and valid reasoning.
"i said, strip." he repeated, his voice now having an almost bored edge to it. he wasn't going to repeat that twice, was he. it was clear.
Pure Vanilla sighed. this was going to be a good time at the cost of both, his dignity, and embarrassment. doing this kind of stuff in public.. really? really, Shadow Milk? echoed in his thoughts, although he slowly nodded, and started to take off his clothes— taking his time, letting the other watch.
Shadow Milk took a few steps back, giving the other space. he didn't want to force him, and he wouldn't. the other agreed himself, so it was all good. as the other undressed, he swallowed. watching his lover come undone just like that, by his word, was something he absolutely adored for some reason. the way those delicate hands slowly and carefully touched the fabric, sliding it off gently.. god, it was a sight. a sight, just for him. only for him to see. there was absolutely no one else the blond would do this for, other than him. and it was amazing.
after Pure Vanilla's clothes were taken care of, leaving just Shadow Milk staring at the blond's body as if it was a greek god's— which, in his eyes, was even better; he slowly let himself touch his waist. feather light, just a brush of his fingertips, before completely and carefully wrapping around the other. he was being gentle with him because this intimacy was something fragile to him.
...that, of course, while overlooking the fact that they were in public. sort of.
as the thought reached Shadow Milk, he figured he'd do this quickly.
his pants came undone as well, being discarded on the floor mindlessly, as well as his boxers.
Pure Vanilla was aware he was allowed to look— and yet he refrained himself from doing so. no, not yet. Even though the heat in his now completely exposed body, and specifically his dick, was growing by the second.
"lay down." Shadow Milk ordered eventually, with the blond nodding and obliging, although with a hint of hesitation. was this even going to work properly? or—
Pure Vanilla's thought process was abruptly interrupted by the blue haired male spreading his legs for him, a grin already plastered on his face. oh, the blond knew what that meant. in short, he was going to get sexually tortured until the other got impatient himself and stopped. the only thing that could help him from this blissful event were prayers and hope.
Shadow Milk's fingers slowly traced Pure Vanilla's stomach, down to his lower region— successfully avoiding the spot where the blond desired to be touched the most.
that grin on his face never left, as he, instead, went to "play" with the other's hole instead. he clicked his tongue in annoyance as his mind recognized that they had no way to get some lube. the only way to get at least some lubrication was..
"open your mouth." Shadow Milk demanded. and although a bit hesitantly, Pure Vanilla did, immediately— two fingers were basically shoved into his mouth, as the blue haired male continued with his commands.
"good boy. now suck." he noted, looking quite content with such obedience. but then again, when wasn't Pure Vanilla obedient? yeah, that was rare— and although sometimes the blue haired male even loved it, right now he needed the other to be the good boy he usually was.
as the blond sucked on his fingers, Shadow Milk leaned in yet again, now going for the other's neck. he started to kiss all over first, then added on some biting and sucking on his part as well, leaving hickeys.
Pure Vanilla had to physically prevent himself from making any noises— after all, they were still in public. something he was trying to keep in mind way too hard, as he was slowly losing his focus on the surroundings, instead locking onto the new waves of pleasure the other was making him feel. the heat was getting to him, he had to admit. he desperately needed someone, something, to touch him; especially his cock. god, please, please, please, please—
"Shadow Milk—.. ughh.. ah.., please.. just—.." the blond practically begged. even a single touch would be heaven on earth, so—
Shadow Milk pulled away from Pure Vanilla's neck for a moment, just to gaze at the blond, taking his fingers out. then, completely ignoring the other's plea; which he could read all over his face, his fingers slid down to the by now familiar hole, circling around it, barely even touching— he wasn't giving the other anything to even grind against, leaving the poor guy desperate on the pool table while he enjoyed his show.
"ahh.. please.., please, please, god— i beg you, Shadow Milk..!—" Pure Vanilla moaned out. he was getting more and more needy— as well as the feeling of desperation to be touched not so slowly settling itself in.
Although, as Shadow Milk continued circling Pure Vanilla's hole, he got more and more impatient himself— not more than his lover, of course. and suddenly, he inserted the two fingers into the other, now beginning to stretch him out, moving in a scissor motion; leaving a gasping for air blond underneath him.
"a-..ah! hu.. ngh.." the blond could barely manage any words, completely filled with the pleasure of the moment.
Pure Vanilla was absolutely desperate, trying to keep at bay any possible sounds that could escape his throat— and yet, he failed his mission the second Shadow Milk's fingers went in him, a shaky breath and a whine leaving him. how was he supposed to limit himself when he was being stretched out so heavenly?!
ah, the feeling was amazing—
that thought was short lived because Shadow Milk took his fingers out soon after. Although, Pure Vanilla was greatly rewarded the next second as he felt his partner slide inside of him with a bit of struggle.
"God, Nilly you're so..— ugh.." the sentence wasn't finished as Shadow Milk leaned over Pure Vanilla once again, slowly starting to move while simultaneously restarting his ministrations on the blond's neck, leaving him completely unable to focus on anything but the almost overwhelming feeling of pleasure.
"ngh..! Shadow Milk..!~ a-.. ah..—" Pure Vanilla moaned out, the other's name flowing out of his mouth like it was the only thing he could ever remember.
Shadow Milk, other than sucking on the other's neck, was starting to speed up his hips' movement, slowly going faster, and faster, faster— until Pure Vanilla was nothing but a moaning mess under him. which, he was already, halfway, with the blond's eyes glassy, his name leaving his mouth like a sacred prayer.
"ah..!— Shadow—.. Milk..!~ nghh..! ugh... Shadow Milk—... s-..slow.., slower..! nnhg.... ah!..~" Pure Vanilla croaked out, feeling the heat in his body only increasing as Shadow Milk's pace didn't slow down even a bit, driving the blond closer and closer to the edge, as his moans got louder, plea more desperate— and eyes shutting tightly as he held onto Shadow Milk's back like it was a lifeline.
the blue haired male was sure he was going even faster than before, hitting just the right spot, he was completely sure of it— maybe he's even memorized it by now. he was getting closer, too, he could feel it. he stopped kissing and abusing the other's neck with hickeys just because of that. with a groan, he held tighter onto the table.
"Shadow Milk—.. ah..~.. nghhh..! I'm..!—.. I'm clo..— ah..!~ nghhhhh!!~.. Shadow.. M-..Milk..!—" Pure Vanilla soon came, staining both, a side of Shadow Milk's shirt, and the pool table— not even 3 a little too hasty, desperate movements after, Shadow Milk came inside Pure Vanilla as well, barely holding himself up on the table with his arms. holding himself up like that while having the most godly sex with the other was exhausting. if they were in bed, he was sure he'd go for at least another few hours. Although, he was sure the blond wouldn't—
"nghhh.. Shadow Milk..— m-.. more..?" the blond questioned, looking over at the blue haired male with almost pleading eyes. they had time, didn't they? so.. why not..?
"y.. you think you can handle another..?" that question was asked purely to check whether Pure Vanilla wasn't way too embarrassed to keep going. even if he was the one asking for more.
Shadow Milk slowly exited the blond carefully, nodding quietly at him and his request for yet another round.
more, was definitely given! with a bit of a struggle, Shadow Milk got his arms off the pool table, helping the other sit up for a moment. with how desperate Pure Vanilla looked to be touched, he let himself touch his dick with no teasing. although.. no preparation, either. just started off with stroking the blond's length fast, to let him cum faster too.
that, was a gesture Pure Vanilla didn't expect, as he leaned his forehead on Shadow Milk's shoulder, groaning as he was being stroked like that. just the right amount— okay no nevermind, too much, too much, too much!
"a-..a-.. ah..! ngh..! i-.. i just c.. came..!~" the blond was trying to sound somewhat like he was complaining, and yet, he was enjoying himself, despite the overwhelming feeling of his orgasm still lasting a little bit, which definitely gave him the push of euphoria, and added onto the overwhelmingly pleasant feeling.
"i-...i!~.. I'm.. c-.., ngh.. coming..!" he let out again, burying his head in Shadow Milk's neck as he grasped at the pool table's edge— while being almost thrown over his own.
"that's right. come for me, pretty boy." the blue haired cooed in his ear, almost soothingly— as the blond came once again, this time in his hand. he licked his fingers as he let the other rest against him, running a hand through the long, beautiful, hair.
"you did so well.. good boy.." he whispered, carefully getting Pure Vanilla off the pool table. the poor guy's legs were trembling uncontrollably from the overwhelming sensations. it wasn't the worst they have done so far, of course, but considering they had to walk all the way home, it was going to be a bit of an issue later on.
Shadow Milk slowly helped Pure Vanilla get his clothes back on, as well as his pants, and just blankly stared at the very clear, white stain on the pool table. with a sigh, he looked over at Pure Vanilla, trying his best to hold on without trembling too much by leaning back on the wall.
"hey, Vanilly, what are we going to do about.. er..., that?" he asked carefully, blinking. the blond could only shrug, not feeling like speaking. it might be the exhaustion, or just the fact that he was.. well, quite loud. with a shrug from the blue haired himself, he waved a dismissive hand at the stain— helping Pure Vanilla to walk away with him.
As they walked off and left, he couldn't help but notice how the staff was staring at them a little bit more than necessary, as if they knew and were aware of something that they did. Although, Shadow Milk just brushed that off and labeled it admiration instead, so he could make his ego bigger.
as for Pure Vanilla.. he definitely didn't care. well, at least not in this state— he really couldn't give two flying fucks about some strangers' odd stare at him and his boyfriend.
whatever the case, he noted for himself to never go play pool again.
...and not only because he had absolutely no skills at the game itself.