Spice: A Short Story

Gillian Freckled cheek turned bright red at Spice's action, He cleared throat for The moment. He Folded his hands up in a innocent manner, clearing his throat once more and blinked; It felt weird to have the whole half of his face covered in spit. "Dog." Gillian silently mumbled the insult, so quiet no one could hear him, Hopefully. The boy wiped his face off with Kale's shirt; He knew that people were either disturbed or attracted to this 'couple' of sugar and spice. He gently touched at his tiger marking tattoo, It somehow reminded him of Gavin, Formal Lover but Best friend, That jerk knew about everyone and was a Sarcastic bastard for a master. At least he didn't have to sleep with him but give him half of his weekly income; That boy had …show more content…
And I You do?" He seductively whispered in his ear, growling like a cat in his ear, Softly carassing Spice's neck as he softly smooched on his ear. The boy stopped to look at the darkness, it stressed out his Brown-purple eyes a bit, taking a deep breath of fresh air; eventhough it wasn't so fresh. His Brown-purple glance instantly shot to Spice's direction when his name was called by Kale. "Yes Kale?" It was quiet for the moment; Maybe Spice forgot about what he was going to say or he wanted to tell him so important. Gillian was nervous and blushing all over his face, Digging his face into his Spice's shirt to hide it. He narrowed his eyes at the man and blinked before snuggling into his chest, wondering why did Kale call his name. The boy lifted his head and gasped to the two words 'Neon' and 'city'. "We Are!!" The boy eagery waved his hand before being lifted up by his god of sexiness. His Tawny-purple eyes flickered to the light of Neon city, it was beautiful; the streets and bulidings were painted in neon. "Yes. Home sweet Home." He squrimed out Kale's grip, grabbing his hand and tugging on his hand so they could get going to his house. "How bout' we go to your place so I could cook you a wonderful