13 Days: Day 2. Dessert first

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Short lil sweet and smutty ficlet.

"Sure it won't burn?" The bed creaked and Tulane gasped, arching back as Ben shifted.

"It won't," Ben murmured, mouthing his way down Tulane's neck.

"Don't want Christmas dinner gettin' ruined now, boo," Tulane replied but the way he hooked his legs behind Ben's back made it clear he had no intention of letting Ben go to check on dinner.

"Dessert first," Ben reminded him.

The way Ben shifted to cover Tulane's body with his own made it just as clear he wasn't about to go anywhere. In fact, when he lifted Tulane's hips, and slid home, burying his face in Tulane's neck, it was obvious Ben's plans didn't extend past the bed.

When he'd teased and tortured enough sounds of pleasure from Tulane to satisfy them both for the time being, only then did Ben rise to attend to their perfectly cooked meal.

"Eat up," he told Tulane, tucking long hair behind his ears. "You'll need the energy."