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Boyfriends Play (Aember and Perfection)

Micky nearly cracked up as his lover literally almost ran out of his apartment. Frolicking! The older man shook his head and lazily stretched up off the couch, scratching at the back of his neck as he sat up. For a second he just sat there, thinking about the events of last night with a gleam in his eye before he fully stood up and headed toward the kitchen.

While Eros was away, Micky cooked up a good spread of breakfast: eggs and sausage with pancakes and some raspberry sauce that he'd made for them, all topped off with orange juice. The meal took a bit to prepare and he ended up setting the table for the two of them around the time that Eros was heading back across town to his apartment.

There had been some problems, though. Micky, being the lazy person that he was, didn't think about going to get a shirt before cooking, so there were a few splattered burns across his chest from the grease-- purple and smarting against his skin. They weren't pretty, but they were amusing and notable. And they gave him an idea.
 
Eros was very excited about going out with his lover...any outing to be shown off with Micky was a treat. Impatiently he waited at the light, his stomach growling at the thought of the food that would be waiting for him. Micky was just a wonderful cook, it was a surprise that neither of them weren't yet fat. Finally, the light turned green and he sped the rest of the way back to the other's place.

As he opened the door, slipping out of his shoes, he could smell the pancakes, sausage and eggs...this time his stomach roared, eager to dive right in. "I'm back!" he called out as he slipped his head out from under his messenger bag full of clothing for the weekend and a book he was suppose to finish for Tuesday's class. As if that was going to happen. "I'm starving, Micky, where are you?" he pouted as he entered the kitchen. It wouldn't be polite to start without him...
 
Yeah, neither of them were fat. Yet. Micky sure seemed to be trying to make them both fat, though. However, when Micky came out of the back rooms, prompted by Eros' call, it was obvious that with his naturally trim body and flat stomach, becomming fat wasn't likely. Dotting his chest were little sploches of purpling skin where he'd burnt himself, and he was rubbing at them with his fingers when he entered the kitchen.

Upon entering, Micky first stopped to take a look at his lover, in flattering hip-hugging jeans and a cute shirt that showed just enough skin. The older male grinned and walked up to Eros, circling an arm around his waist and reaching up under the hem of the shirt to lightly play with his boyfriend's navel ring. "Hungry, baby?" Micky asked, then kissed Eros on the cheek and let him go, moving to sit down and serve himself some of the food that was on the table. There was way more than enough for two people.
 
Eros thought he looked ridiculous wearing long sleeves at this time of the year, but he really didn't feel like dealing with the stares or questions about the bruises. Speaking of which, the marks on Micky's chest was the first thing he noticed when the other strolled so easily up to him. His eyes widened a little...ready to say something when he felt a finger slip up his shirt.

Eros jumped back with a little squeak. His piercing was so very sensitive and it was such a turn on when his boyfriend showered it with attention. But now was not the time, he was hungry and Micky was hurt. "What happened...you are all purple?" he said forgetting to sit and still standing in the spot he jumped to. "I didn't leave you like that!"
 
"The sausage attacked me," Micky replied with a little grin at his boyfriend's worry, as well as the situation. "Well. The sausage grease attacked me. I knew there was a reason why I don't really eat meat," he muttered, then laughed and waved his hand, "I'm fine, babe. Sit down, eat. I know you're hungry." The spots would go away in a week or so, too. He'd just look like a smallpox victim for a little bit while they did. He hoped that wasn't a turn-off for Eros.

Still grinning, Micky scooped himself some eggs and then a pancake, topping it with some of the fresh raspberry sauce. Before he took a bit he drank some juice, then looked up at Eros from under his eyebrows. "You look really sexy like that, by the way," Micky commented, then grinned and began eating.
 
Eros sat but he was still worried. It looked like it had hurt a lot. He certainly would not have been so cool about it, that was for sure. Micky didn't have to worry about it being any sort of turn off for the other. If anything he'd be fawning over him for the next week or so that it took to heal up. He was very willing to skip breakfast all together and kiss every little spot until he was sure Micky felt better.

His stomach didn't agree with this plan though, it growled again and before long Eros submitted to its wishes and loaded up four pancakes and a heaping spoon of eggs. But no sausage. The things were cruel to his lover...they could just go into the garbage and rot!

The blond caught the comment and blushed read as he swallowed his first bite of food. "I'm gong to roast today...and its all your fault," he accused (not really upset, just playing around) pointing his fork at the other from across the table.
 
Micky looked up innocently when he was accused of being the cause for his lover's suffering. He tilted his head and blinked his large, chocolatey eyes at Eros, looking as cute and not-to-blame as possible. "What do you mean, it's all my fault? I didn't do anything," he replied, then ducked his head down to take another bite of food. Of course, he knew that Eros was joking, and he knew exactly what he was joking about. But the little game couldn't hurt.

"Plus, if it really gets that hot, we can always take it off," Micky suggested, always a fan of his lover in any state of undress. He prodded at the food on his plate and looked at the amount on Eros' plate. Scratch the thought of him getting fat-- Eros was the one that was going to blow up like a blimp. Micky grinned at the mental image of Eros looking something like Verunca Salt from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Sniggering under his breath, he stuffed food in his mouth before he got in even more trouble.
 
Eros's bright green eyes narrowed in across the table. "Just for that I think I'll be putting on extra clothing for the day," he said before sticking out his tongue and returning to his food. Silently he ate the rest of his meal, knowing well by the end of the day there wouldn't be a trace left of it in his system. The teen required as much energy as his body could possible get...those four pancakes would surly give him a good morning jump!

Finished he set himself up to clearing away the table. First he tossed anything left on his plate, which wasn't much, then he boxed up what was left uneated from the table for a late night snack and then he rinsed off the dishes to making washing easier later. He then headed to the bathroom to give his teeth a good scrub down before finally plopping on the chair, stuffed and hardly able to move. "That was so good!"
 
Cheeks full of food and looking sort of like a chipmonk, Micky looked up at his boyfriend and pouted the best he could. Swallowing, he shook his head and then cast a sultry look at Eros, a small smile curving up his lips as he said, "The more clothes you have on, the more fun I have taking them off. . ." Micky then sniggered before adding, "And if you stick that tongue out at me one more time, I'll have to deal with it myself." The Filipino man grinned at his boyfriend, and then took another bite of his food.

Once he was done he allowed Eros to take his plate before standing up to go brush his teeth before his boyfriend mobbed the bathroom. After he was finished he went into his room to put on hip-hugging pants that made his ass look godly along with a silver belt and a black vest that was deeply V-cut to show off his chest. It also showed off his hip piercings and his strong arms. Exiting his room, Micky entered the dining room just as Eros plopped down, and the older man grinned and bent down to curl his arms around Eros' neck from behind, kissing his cheek. "Glad it's appreciated, babe," he purred, mischevious lips moving up to nip at Eros' ear.
 
Eros was so tempted to do just that, stick out his tongue. It would have been fun to see just how Micky planned to deal with anything considered they were clear across the table from each other. But he wanted to have fun today so he restrained himself. "Ha-ha..." he muttered instead, feeling better to have at least got something out. Restraint only lasted awhile though, when Micky started to leave the room, his back turned to Eros, the teen turned around from his dishes and stuck out his tongue. There! He felt much better, he thought and whistled softly as he finished up his self imposed chore.

The blonde shivered with the nip to his ears, he playfully shoved at the other to get off. "Enough, you have your fun last night," he complained. Not that he was really complaining, how could he was he was so lucky to have such a god-like boyfriend showering him with affection. "All the girls are going to hate me today, you going out looking like that," he told running a finger along the side of his exposed skin.
 
"That just gives them another reason to hate you, I guess," Micky sighed, still attached to his boyfriend even though the smaller male at attempted to get him off. "I mean, you're already much more attractive than most of them. . ." The older man smiled and pressed his tongue hotly against Eros' jawline, then sucked at the skin and nipped it lightly before drawing himself back. Reaching down, he grabbed Eros' hand and tugged him toward the door.

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The drive to the amusement park was short, only about twenty minutes, and filled with music but mostly silence as Micky drove. The park was bustling with children, teenagers, couples, older adults-- you name the pairing and it could be found there at the park that day. Micky parked the car and got out, then waited for Eros to climb out of the car before heading toward the ticket kiosk. After purchasing the ticket, he entered the much longer lines to actually get into the park, handing Eros his own ticket.
 
It was very rare that Eros ever got to go out like this, to spend the whole day on Mickys arm, ride rides, play games, eat junk food! University was just too demanding and took up a good majority of his time. Needless to say, Eros was excited. The silence in the car was driving him crazy but he didn't wanted to bother Micky would he drove, traffic was heavy with it being early afternoon. To occupy himself he played with the radio.

At the park he ran up alongside his boyfriend and wrapped himself around the taller's arm. The blond rested a head on the other's shoulder as he walked through the gate together. "So...we can ride a couple rides first and then eat and then you can win me something cute and cuddly!" he smiled, it being just shy of an order. Once inside the park opened up to several directions to take...rides, games, food and people where scattered all over the place. There wasn't much that really scared Eros, at least not in a way to make him not ride anything...so urged the other toward the first roller coaster.
 
It was quite amusing to Micky how damn demanding his boyfriend was, but it was alright-- Micky liked giving Eros what he wanted, as long as it was within reason. After all, Eros returned the favour more often than not. Plus, the blonde was way too damn cute. Looking down at said cute man, Micky grinned and nodded his head, replying, "As you wish, your highness." A chuckle followed and he lightly, almost lovingly, squeezed Eros' hand.

Needless to say, the pair got some looks as they were walking toward the first roller coaster. Some were from girls, gawking over Micky-- and sometimes even Eros. Some were from older couples, who either looked at them with disdain or interest. And some were from little kids, who'd never seen so many piercings in their young, short lives. Micky ignored all the looks, and instead went about teasing Eros, "You sure you're not going to get scared? This is a pretty big ride. Have you ever ridden something this big before?" Micky grinned.
 
Eros was in heaven, rides, junk food and Micky...what more could he possibly need?! They were in line for a very fierce looking ride, it was supposed to be new and he was excited. Still attached onto Micky's arm he shifted impatiently between feet. "One...but if I said anything the owners ego may become inflated," he retorted back with one of his own 'adorable' grinns. "I'm actually really hoping to get scared," he said as they moved up. "Thats the whole fun...besides my knight will just have to rescue me to something sweet afterwards!"
 
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