Earning Tips - Two

He was running late and Sousuke needed a quick coffee from his favoured coffee shop and was relieved to see his favourite barista was there too. Makoto was a living breathing sex god and Sousuke was still not sure about how things were going with their new relationship - they'd exchanged text messages and been on one date but apart from that, nothing much had happened.

It was not doing his libido any good as Makoto appeared in his dreams most nights and the most innocent thing that Sousuke had done in those was kiss at those incredible back muscles. The rest of his late night imaginings were a lot more smutty as Makoto just had that effect on him.

He was fucked. And he wanted some fucking.

Sighing, he arrived at the counter and ordered his coffee from his - sort of? - boyfriend, or whatever and waited for him to hand it over. It was when Makoto was handing it over it happened. Makoto's colleague, the blond irritating one, bumped Makoto and all of a sudden Sousuke had coffee all the way down the front of his shirt. And his pants.

"Sorry!"

Sousuke heard Makoto's apology as he tried to salvage his clothing, realising he was no longer behind the counter and stood next to him instead.

"I can clean you up…" Makoto said, "follow me."

The heat of the coffee was seeping through and Sousuke nodded, following Makoto and assuming he was leading him to the bathroom. He was not.

Instead, he was led to the stock room which smelt strongly of coffee beans and Sousuke was about to say something when he felt an insistent mouth on his and a hand at his groin, undoing the zip on his jeans with a swiftness he didn't anticipate.

Not knowing what had come over Makoto - who had seemed pretty reserved, hell, they'd only made out a little - Sousuke only moaned into the kiss and grabbed for his perfect ass as suddenly there was a hand on his cock, working him to fully hard with a few tugs.

"Fuck, Makoto," Sousuke panted out as his cock was stroked and Makoto pulled away from his mouth. He saw a small smile on the gorgeous green eyed guys face and he wanted to kiss it off.

But he did not have time to do that as without any warning, Makoto dropped to his knees and within a moment, Sousuke's cock was engulfed in warm wet heat.

He felt those perfect smiling lips wrap around the head and a hand travel to the base and if anything, it was better than all those dreams where he woke up hard and horny. It was better as Makoto was there and on his knees and Sousuke reached for that soft hair, threading his fingers through it as Makoto bobbed up and down on his cock, his hand caressing the inches he couldn't take in his mouth.

Sousuke knew he was big but Makoto seemed to not care about that, taking as much of him as he could, releasing him from his lips to lick and kiss at his dick, trace the underside with the flat of his tongue and lap around the slit, moaning as though he was tasting a sweet treat.

"Makoto…" Sousuke moaned again, his body sagging as his cock was taken deeper, Makoto moaning around him so that the vibrations sent sparks up his spine. His head banged against the door behind him, his hand in a fist in Makoto's hair and his hips thrust forward a little, Makoto letting him fuck his mouth.

Fuck… he felt so good. Sousuke managed to look down, saw that brown hair over green eyes, saw his cock move in and out of lips and he felt his thighs tense and his climax rip through him, his cum spurting into Makoto's mouth.

Makoto didn't release him straight away as he seemed to be sucking to get every last drop and Sousuke moaned when he pulled away and swallowed as it was hot.

"Ugh… thanks?" Sousuke managed to mumble out like an idiot and Makoto rose to his feet, smiling.

"Sorry about the pants."

And Sousuke saw the slightest hint of tease in those green eyes and he wondered if Makoto was really sorry and he had used it as a way to propel their relationship. Whatever Sousuke didn't care, only grabbed for Makoto, stealing his lips in a kiss that tasted of cum and coffee, relishing in the feel of the Makoto's firm body pressed against him.