but looked back at Pavel in surprise. "Huh?"
Pavel pressed his lips into a thin line when he finally managed to attach the torch to his belt. "I'm not doing shit like that. If that's how bad you want to go, then go."
Aiden paced in place for a moment. "Am I ugly or something?" He knew he wasn't. He was tall, slim but wide shouldered, and had a cool nose piercing. What else did the guy want?
The line between Pavel's brows deepened. "What? Since when does that matter? I won't call the police, okay? You don't have to drop your pants!"
"Uhm... can I at least take my broccoli?" Aiden made a move toward the bins.
Pavel's body slouched as he gave him a helpless once-over. "Yeah, fine. Whatever."
As Aiden was picking up his vegetables, he couldn't stop looking back to the security guard. He was usually able to pick up any guy for a hook-up, unless he was in a committed relationship. Maybe it would take another pass?
"Can I have that cucumber, too?" he asked casually, standing up and pointing to Pavel's crotch.
The guard let out a pained hiss and rustled the short hair at the back of his head. "Is that some slang I don't know?"
"Yeah, it's slang for 'can I have that cock you have in your pants'?" Aiden rolled his eyes but took a step closer, no longer a gatherer. He was the predator now. Like a racoon: only a part-time hunter that enjoyed scavenging the bins.
Pavel's mouth opened. "You want it?" he asked with obvious disbelief.
"Mate, you're really handsome. You do know that, right?" Aiden smiled and dared to poke Pavel's chest with a carrot. The guard bit his lip, his nostrils fluttering in warning, but this time, being slammed against the steel wall of the supermarket wasn't all that unnerving. Pavel pressed close, sliding his warm hands around Aiden's neck to cup his jaw. His unstable breath tickled Aiden's skin as he gently rested their foreheads together. In under a second, Aiden leaned over to seal the deal with a kiss. Now this was what he called freeganism; it looked like he was getting a free fuck tonight. And maybe a bonus ride home after? Who knew?
All rational thought evaporated when he wrapped his arms around Pavel's neck. He closed his eyes to focus on the other man's smell, his hot lips, eager tongue, and strong body pressing into him. Who's the bigger predator now?
Pavel groaned, rolling his hips against him. His fingers settled for a gentle massage, pressing into Aiden's sensitive flesh, caressing his nape and scalp.
The awkward attempt at putting down his bag of veggies, ended up in Aiden dropping it once more, but he couldn't care less. There were loads left in the bin. The kiss became a fight for power. It was heated and forceful, as if they both attempted to eat each other alive. Aiden did manage to get an upper hand—or tongue—when he caressed Pavel's palate with rhythmical strokes. Back and forth, hot and slippery. Just the way he wanted to fuck.
Pavel moaned, bucking against him with a slight tremble. "Oh, you can have it." He grabbed Aiden's hand and pulled it down, pressing it to his crotch.
These words were enough to send a shiver down to Aiden's cock, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He dropped to his knees and started unbuckling Pavel's belt, kissing his hardening dick through the trousers as soon as he could reach it. It was always so exciting to get to know a new cock, compare it to others, smell it, lick it. Cut or uncut? Pubes trimmed or bushy? He preferred unshaved, but he could cope with baby-smooth balls if he liked the guy enough. He spared a second to look up at Pavel's face.
With his hands flat on the wall, he was caging Aiden with his bulky form. Eyes wide, he looked straight down with a frown. He began shifting impatiently, his voice a low, commanding rumble. "Get it out."
Aiden's breath became raspy, and he pulled both Pavel's trousers and briefs down to his thighs in one swift move. He couldn't wait to have his tongue all over that... Well, hello there!
It was thick
Pavel pressed his lips into a thin line when he finally managed to attach the torch to his belt. "I'm not doing shit like that. If that's how bad you want to go, then go."
Aiden paced in place for a moment. "Am I ugly or something?" He knew he wasn't. He was tall, slim but wide shouldered, and had a cool nose piercing. What else did the guy want?
The line between Pavel's brows deepened. "What? Since when does that matter? I won't call the police, okay? You don't have to drop your pants!"
"Uhm... can I at least take my broccoli?" Aiden made a move toward the bins.
Pavel's body slouched as he gave him a helpless once-over. "Yeah, fine. Whatever."
As Aiden was picking up his vegetables, he couldn't stop looking back to the security guard. He was usually able to pick up any guy for a hook-up, unless he was in a committed relationship. Maybe it would take another pass?
"Can I have that cucumber, too?" he asked casually, standing up and pointing to Pavel's crotch.
The guard let out a pained hiss and rustled the short hair at the back of his head. "Is that some slang I don't know?"
"Yeah, it's slang for 'can I have that cock you have in your pants'?" Aiden rolled his eyes but took a step closer, no longer a gatherer. He was the predator now. Like a racoon: only a part-time hunter that enjoyed scavenging the bins.
Pavel's mouth opened. "You want it?" he asked with obvious disbelief.
"Mate, you're really handsome. You do know that, right?" Aiden smiled and dared to poke Pavel's chest with a carrot. The guard bit his lip, his nostrils fluttering in warning, but this time, being slammed against the steel wall of the supermarket wasn't all that unnerving. Pavel pressed close, sliding his warm hands around Aiden's neck to cup his jaw. His unstable breath tickled Aiden's skin as he gently rested their foreheads together. In under a second, Aiden leaned over to seal the deal with a kiss. Now this was what he called freeganism; it looked like he was getting a free fuck tonight. And maybe a bonus ride home after? Who knew?
All rational thought evaporated when he wrapped his arms around Pavel's neck. He closed his eyes to focus on the other man's smell, his hot lips, eager tongue, and strong body pressing into him. Who's the bigger predator now?
Pavel groaned, rolling his hips against him. His fingers settled for a gentle massage, pressing into Aiden's sensitive flesh, caressing his nape and scalp.
The awkward attempt at putting down his bag of veggies, ended up in Aiden dropping it once more, but he couldn't care less. There were loads left in the bin. The kiss became a fight for power. It was heated and forceful, as if they both attempted to eat each other alive. Aiden did manage to get an upper hand—or tongue—when he caressed Pavel's palate with rhythmical strokes. Back and forth, hot and slippery. Just the way he wanted to fuck.
Pavel moaned, bucking against him with a slight tremble. "Oh, you can have it." He grabbed Aiden's hand and pulled it down, pressing it to his crotch.
These words were enough to send a shiver down to Aiden's cock, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He dropped to his knees and started unbuckling Pavel's belt, kissing his hardening dick through the trousers as soon as he could reach it. It was always so exciting to get to know a new cock, compare it to others, smell it, lick it. Cut or uncut? Pubes trimmed or bushy? He preferred unshaved, but he could cope with baby-smooth balls if he liked the guy enough. He spared a second to look up at Pavel's face.
With his hands flat on the wall, he was caging Aiden with his bulky form. Eyes wide, he looked straight down with a frown. He began shifting impatiently, his voice a low, commanding rumble. "Get it out."
Aiden's breath became raspy, and he pulled both Pavel's trousers and briefs down to his thighs in one swift move. He couldn't wait to have his tongue all over that... Well, hello there!
It was thick
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