The things I'm willing to do
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Noone's Pov
"GET BACK HERE!" Custard screamed at Clotted Cream, "THIS IS THE FIFTH DAMN TIME TODAY YOU WENT TO THE PERIMETER'S OF THAT SCIENTIST'S HOUSE TO CHECK UP ON IT!"
Clotted Cream ignored him and pushed open the door to his house. He slammed it shut and made his way to Espresso's house which was close by. Last month, he convinced Espresso to move closer to his manor when he told him that he would pay for all expenses including new lab equipment if Clotted or one of the nearby citizens and workers caused the distraction or explosion. Plus, Espresso did like the thought of being closer to his secret boyfriend, even though it was riskier that way.
Clotted Cream had also proposed to pay for monthly coffee for Espresso, but he had rejected the offer saying that he could make better coffee than anyone in the Republic and even earth bread. Of course, it was a huge claim, but Clotted Cream believed him.
That was something Clotted Cream loved about Espresso. He loved how he was independent, smart, quick-witted, gifted, oh he could go on, but one thing Clotted disliked about Espresso was how he refused to even get a wink of sleep unless his body collapsed on him which happened every week or so.
Clotted Cream himself couldn't go three days without sleep, even with all his piling duties. He had made the rule to receive at least two hours of sleep each night or day so that he could perform his tasks to the fullest. Of course, he knew his beloved scientist could function greatly by simply surviving on coffee, but it wasn't the healthiest. This was why Clotted Cream was checking up on Espresso, as he hadn't slept a wink for the past few days.
He arrived at Espresso's new house, and sure enough, the lights were still on and the silhouette of Espresso was seen through the dark chocolatey brown curtain. Clotted Cream sighed and went to the door, then knocked it three times. A few seconds later, the door was opened to reveal a grumpy-looking Espresso.
"Clotted, may I ask why you are here?" Espresso questioned politely, stepping aside to allow Clotted Cream to enter, "It is quite late at night."
"For you, darling~" Clotted Cream winked, tilting Espresso's head up by the chin gently.
Espresso tsked but his face turns slightly pink. He turned away and strode towards the room he used to conduct most of his research.
When he noticed Clotted Cream had followed him instead of walking out the door, Espresso commented, "You'll get in quite a lot of trouble for that if I am not wrong."
"Heh, perhaps, but when it comes to you I'd do anything," Clotted Cream said soothingly, running his hand through Espresso's dark brown hair and pale clay-coloured strands, "Do you not wish for me to be here?"
"I wish for you not to be in trouble," Espresso huffed, trying not to act like he was enjoying Clotted Cream toying with his hair, "I-I'm busy conducting an important experiment as you can see."
Clotted Cream looked at the bubbling liquids and notebooks spilled across the desk with scribbles of Espresso's handwriting. It looked like it was a very busy process, but on closer examination, Clotted Cream could tell that the potions needed time to brew. Perhaps... half a day even.
"You can't fool me darling~" Clotted Cream chuckled.
"Go away please," Espresso sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Perhaps I should remind you of my position?" Clotted Cream said nonchalantly.
"Your position doesn't give you rights to force me to do anything if it isn't about me breaking the laws," He snapped, and Clotted Cream frowned.
Clotted Cream knew he couldn't convince Espresso with his sometimes darn stubborn personality.
"It's my villa," Clotted Cream pointed out.
"We wrote an official contract," Espresso justified.
Clotted Cream shook his head and clutched his face with the palm of his hands, clicking his tongue.
With a swift flick of his fingers, Espresso was lifted by Clotted Cream's magichinical coat belts. Espresso twisted and turned in an attempt to resist but failed. He didn't want to hurt Clotted Cream with his magic after all.
"What about Custard, I do not wish to trouble you and make his anger to become hotter," Espresso yelped.
"Don't worry darling, he can't do anything if don't come back just for one night," Clotted Cream reassured, and Espresso knew he wasn't convincing his boyfriend to change his mind.
"Th-this is sexual harassment then unless you're stating to ignore the laws?" Espresso pressed, his eyes widening as they entered Espresso's tiny bedroom which was actually supposed to be his storage room if he hadn't exchanged it with his bedroom.
The second Clotted Cream threw him onto his bed, Espresso attempted to dodge under Clotted Cream and run back to his lab, but before he could move more than a centimetre, Clotted Cream had pinned Espresso's wrists above him against the walls. Clotted Cream's leg was on top of Espresso's, and their faces were mere centimetres apart.
"I think you deserve a break," Clotted Cream said, running his free hand across Espresso's jaw.
"Perhaps after my body absolutely cannot handle any more nights of working," Espresso argued, not showing any signs of him giving in to Clotted Cream's voice.
"Not even if I did... this?" Clotted Cream hummed.
He leaned in quickly and placed his lips onto Espressos. He kept it interlocked for 20 seconds before pressing his tongue against his lips, asking for permission to enter. Espresso caved in to Clotted Cream and his lips parted slightly. Clotted Cream's tongue darted in for a few seconds before he leaned away from Espresso's face, grinning cockily at how pissed Espresso had turned when he did so.
"You teaser," Espresso scoffed, sounding embarrassed and needily.
"That's only a reward for good boys," Clotted Cream said, dropping Espresso's wrists and getting up to leave, "And since you aren't one..."
As he turned and was walking away, he felt a sharp tug on his sleeve. Clotted Cream turned back to see Espresso flustered and red. Espresso knew he was falling right into Clotted Cream's trap, and Clotted Cream knew it, but Espresso couldn't help it.
He supposed the research may be done quicker if he researched it now, but if Clotted Cream never came back...
"I-I'll sleep," Espresso said desperately, "A-alright?"
"Mm, I don't know~" Clotted Cream said, sitting back down on his knees, "I'll sleep with you to find out then. Anything else you want to say~?"
"P-please..." Espresso mumbled.
Clotted Cream grinned at his usual 100% success and he clasped Espresso's face. Their lips crashed together and Espresso gave a tiny whimper as Clotted Cream bit Espresso's bottom lip. Clotted Cream ran his fingers through Espresso's hair, tugging playfully at the dark brown strands.
They were close enough so that Espresso could smell Clotted Cream's delicate scent, and that Clotted could inhale his intoxicating coffee aroma. His other hand ran across Espresso's back underneath his shirt, causing him to arch.
After a minute, Clotted Cream kissed Espresso's cheeks, laying tiny bite marks along as he trailed down his neck until he found Espresso's sweet spot. Clotted Cream began attacking the part over and over as Espresso squirmed beneath him giving moans of pleasure.
Clotted Cream took Espresso's shirt off and his so they were both topless. Espresso lay sprawled on the bed as Clotted Cream admired his lover's beautiful body.
"Gosh, you're so beautiful," Clotted Cream murmured, pressing kisses against Espresso's body.
Espresso glowed at the compliment. Soon, no part of Espresso's top was left unkissed, untouched, unmarked or unmarked and Espresso was left breathing sharply.
"Clotted-" Espresso whined as Clotted Cream stopped his kisses after the last kiss was placed on Espresso's forehead.
"Yes, darling~?" Clotted Cream breathed quietly, their foreheads pressed against each other as they lay on Espresso's bed.
"Don't get up please," Espresso whispered, "I'll turn the lights off... please stay with me."
Clotted Cream chuckled and agreed, "I promised now, didn't I?"
He playfully tugged at the hem of Espresso's pants, but he wasn't doing anything more. For tonight, at least. Espresso used his magic to turn the lights, and together, they fell into a slumber with Clotted Cream's hand behind his head and Espresso's hand on his waist.
Clotted Cream knew Espresso would create a counterargument lecture if he spoke it out loud, but he was right to force Espresso to buy a bed that would fit two grown cookies and not an old couch for whenever Espresso crashes into sleep mode.
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Word count: 1403
Heheh, I completed another oneshot! The exam didn't take as long as expected :> Also yay my b-day's in 2 days :D (So I'm glad I'm finishing a bunch of deadlines and stuff before then, excluding these 2 stupid big and small projects along with finals)
Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and have a good day/night!