' no, babe. let me pay for our first real date out together, it’ll be my treat. you can pay next time — then it’ll be me, then you, then me. like a cycle!!but that sounds absolutely fantastic. and we can kiss all we want and share cute little moments without grossing other people out. ’
' that sounds like a fair cycle to me. so it’s a date then ? movie night and dinner at my place. can you do friday ? i can do friday if you can. we can cook together ! ’
’yes because i kind of leave tomorrow.’
' you’re such an idiot. ’
’ oh. yeah, basically. it’s what i always do since i don’t have anyone to do anything
else with. and going trick or treating by yourself isn’t any fun. you want me to — really?
i — yeah, that sounds fun. i think. ’
' mhm, i do. like you said, trick or treating by yourself isn’t any fun. my friends ditched me anyway. but —- so it’s not completely childish —- i’m going to a party after like, an hour of trick or treating if that sounds cool ? you can totally come with me. ’
he smiled down at her, his hands moving down to rest on the back of her thighs before lifting her up. ’yes, baby. we. i told everyone that my girlfriend and i are having a halloween party.’ zaire pressed his lips against her forehead, ‘anyone you want.’
he always picked her up when she was least expecting it, and this time was no different. she squeaked as her thighs instinctively wrapped around his waist —- arms curved over and around his shoulders to prop herself up a little higher. ' who did you tell ? i mean… i don’t have many friends to invite, invite all of your friends ! ’
’i told you last because i knew you would try to stop me from going.’
' so finding out last would prohibit me from stopping you from going ? ’
‘ i — i’m not sure what you meant by that question. yeah, i bet you make a great cat. i
wasn’t playing on doing anything. i was going to stay home. ’
' i just meant that you’re practically a mind reader because i have most of the things needed for a cat costume. it was a rhetorical question, too. —- thank you ! were you gonna do a stereotypical guy thing and stay home to watch some horror movies alone ? if so then, you shouldn’t do it alone. you might get scared. why don’t you, uh —- go trick or treating with me ? ’
The feeling of having the girl back to himself was more than uplifting for his spirits, the thought of her being wrapped around his finger was more than amazing. ❝ My girl, ❞ he groaned, his head lifting up slightly and watching the girl. ❝ You look so beautiful, baby, ❞ he whispered, his fingers threading through her hair and pushing her down further, a low groan falling from his lips.
She nearly purred as he called her his girl, her heart practically swelling inside of her rib cage. ' All yours, daddy. ' Maybe she shouldn’t call him that, what with all things considered, but it seemed to be instinctive for her when she was on all fours and atop of him. She tried to stifle a gag as he pushed her further down, her cheeks still hollowed out and sucked in as she started to bob her head back and forth —- her tongue panned out against the underside of his thick member, ensuring that her tongue was adding pleasurable pressure to him as well as her lips. She grabbed onto his thighs to steady herself, her gaze flickering up to meet his, all smiles within her eyes as she pulled her favorite trick. She pushed him as far back as she could muster, the head of him practically buried into the back of her throat as she shook her head from side to side —- retching and choking around him, saliva forming down her chin before she snapped back, gasping for breath and licking her lips —- back to the rhythmic actions of bobbing her head.
’ you? —- i don’t know, a cat?? ‘
' have you ever broken into my house and found my stash of kitten ear headbands ? —- but… i think you’re right. i do make a good cat. what are you doin’ for halloween ? ’
she smiles at him and shakes her head, a small
giggle coming from her and his reaction to the kiss
on his nose.
❛ i - i don’t think anything c - can irk me. ❜
' don’t speak too soon, babe. they’ll find a way
to irk you. trust me when i say that, i’ve known
them for years. they’re really annoyin’. ’
he took her hands in his, leading her to his couch,
sitting down and patting his lap for her to follow.
’no. no, i’m not implying that at all. i was just asking. what’re you going to dress up as this year? ‘
' i’ve not thought about that yet. i usually wing it the day before. what costume do you think i’d suit ? ’