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Axel always made sure to eat all his meals until the plate was crystal clear and he found himself utterly satisfied. From breakfast to dinner, with some snacks in the middle, Axel never went on with his day without having a bite.
Luckily, he always had some.
Fruit, sweets, even salmiakki were always present in his routine, consuming them with the same obsession he poured into the due diligence of his duties when he was in charge of managing them. He never thought the constant reminder of having something to eat, along with proper sleep and rest, would work miracles on him, keeping as much energy as the moment he woke up in the earlier morning until, sometimes, late in the night.
Axel took care of his body like a temple. But there was this one thing he craved the most, a special treat for him to indulge every day, and that was cake.
Layers of the fluffiest cake standing one over the other in perfect symmetrical order, stuffed with the most delicious meringue buttercream and, in the middle, a generous sheet of handmade salty toffee caramel — creating a perfect symbiosis between thick and sticky caramel with the sweet delicacy of the cream enhancing each other. And as the final touch,
the rest of the buttercream and the toffee caramel coating the cake on top, with a touch of grated chocolate.
Every bite felt like eating a piece of heaven itself, ethereal when the harmonious tones of salt and sugar melted inside his mouth with the flesh of foamy cake instantly dissolving when it touched his tongue, the taste buds dancing blissfully for the explosion of flavours assaulting the rest of his senses and his body, leaving him hungrier of more as he thoroughly licked the fork trapped between his lips.
When utensils weren't available, his hands enjoyed its task as if he discovered their use for the first time. In private, he loved smashing it between his fingers, feeling the softness of the cream blending with the spongy flesh of cake in this self-discovering experiment before taking it to his mouth — cleaning his fingers clear with his tongue, licking until the last dust disappeared and biting his lips as he hummed in absolute satisfaction.
If he had to choose one meal to eat the rest of his life, it would be this cake. But this piece was different from the one he envisioned, much better and tastier like anything he had the pleasure of eating before.
It didn't immediately melt when he took a bite, the flesh contracting for a moment before returning to its previous shape, his teeth marked on it and saliva coating his skin. It wasn't rounded cut, but rather more round shaped, firm like buns where his hands always massaged and pressed tightly with enthusiasm — drinking in the mellow sounds it made when he smacked them, beautifully bouncing red, swollen and bigger than its original shape.
It's flavour was also different, always tasting as if he licked salt directly from the bag, but he wasn’t going to complain, not when he indulged in the kilometers of flesh of his cake, not leaving one single spot where his tongue didn't pass, nor where his mouth hadn't chewed on. He liked the smell of it, the perfume instantly filling his nostrils with raw, primal need of this lustful feast.
It was always hot — saline and extensive in flavour and in reach, a never ending extension of everything he enjoyed condensed in one wonderful meal he would gladly take for the rest of his life. This wasn't the case either. Axel realized it was loaded, almost exploding in his mouth the more he sucked until the tip reached the back of his neck with steady firmness in presence and in shape — long and bulky and deliciously heavy on his tongue.
"Axel..." a voice moaned, barely audible when he tried so hard to contain himself before collapsing in his lust, cum violently exploding inside Axel's mouth.
Axel was surprised by the violent assault of alkaline cream in his mouth, almost choking, but his mind quickly turned cold and concentrated on taking it all, his mouth coiled around his shaft as he eagerly swallowed the gift that was given to him to the last drop, making sure it never went to waste. When Jakob stopped, Axel didn’t take his dick out immediately, but kept it inside his mouth for more time; his cheeks hollowed as he cleaned the rest with tongue, hearing Jakob’s whimpers as he lazily pounded inside his mouth, his orgasm rendering him spent.
After he finalized, he took Jakob's soften cock out of his mouth with a loud pop, licking his lips with the help of his hands collecting back the few straps that escaped the corners of his mouth, looking at Jakob as he licked his own fingers clean with maddening intensity, pressing the phalanges full on his tongue, and being granted the most delicious whimperings coming from his exhausted partner when he opened his mouth, showing the white pool inside before swallowing it all.
Accommodating his position, he kneeled between his boyfriend’s open legs, taking a deep breath before speaking. "You taste so delicious as always." Axel complimented with his shit grin glowing his face as he moved his sweaty hair sticking to his forehead.
Watching Jakob panting as he tried to steady his breath, Axel had to smirk proudly at his own work. Jakob's ivory skin covered with intense red spots all over his body where laid swollen deep dents; some recent and some faded. When his gaze travelled up, he found Jakob's blue eyes intensely staring back, but not at him directly; he was looking down, to his hard cock, swollen and red and twitching when Axel noticed where his attention was.
Jakob gulped and Axel's smile soften, but grew bigger with equal matching desire when Jakob finally looked at him, eyes bigger like a deer caught in the light — not from surprise, but from Jakob unconsciously licking his swollen kissed lips as hunger clouded his mind, his mouth desperately watering when Axel moved his hips in a teasing manner before breaking Jakob's last thread of sanity.
"Wanna take a bite?”