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Rome didn’t look upset about him calling Rome Daddy. Not at all. “What are you sorry for, boy?”

“I want you to have them…”

“But we’re sharing, and that’s just fine. There’s enough for both of us.”

His cheeks were on fire, but he chose another bite for Rome, dipping it.

Rome chased his fingers this time, sucking on them for a moment, tongue flicking against his fingertips before he began eating the calamari ring.

Fillion scooted his hips back so that Rome couldn’t feel him getting hard.

Rome’s arm tightened around him. “Don’t fall.”

“N-no. No, I won’t.” He might die, that was a possibility…

Rome tugged him in closer again. “Ah. I see. Or rather, I feel. You don’t have to be embarrassed. Holding you and feeding you is turning me on, too.”

“I just… didn’t want you to be offended.”

“The last thing I’m feeling is offended.” Rome leaned in and kissed him right on the lips, quick and soft. “Not in the least.”

“Oh.” His lips formed an ‘O’ with the sound and stayed like that.

“That looks like an invitation.” Rome leaned in again, gradually bringing their lips together. This kiss was just as gentle, but it lingered.

He leaned into the kiss, letting Rome take the buss he wanted.

When the kiss was over, Rome licked his lips, tongue dragging from one corner to the other. Then Rome hummed.

“We have three more courses to eat. Let’s see if the food tastes better flavored with desire.”

“Do you think it will?”

“I do. We have a few more pieces of calamari to finish so we’ll be able to compare apples to apples. So to speak.”

“Squids to squids?” he dared to tease.

“Exactly!” Rome laughed and then popped a calamari ring into his mouth, fingers lingering on his lips.

This time it was him, sucking gently on the warm fingers. Rome groaned for him, eyes dropping half-closed as he licked his own lips.

Fillion wasn’t sure if he didn’t care about the fish anymore or if he wanted it to last forever.

“We should try the next fishes,” Rome murmured, gaze never leaving his.

“Uh-huh.” He guessed.

Rome grabbed the next container. “Oh, this one is garlic snails. I’ve never had them before, have you?”

“No. No, they don’t smell bad…”

“The garlic makes them smell good in fact.” Rome used a fork to get the body of the snail out of the shell and popped it into his own mouth, chewing slowly. “Huh. It’s a little chewy, but it’s nice and garlicky.” Then Rome dug out another and offered it over.

“I don’t mind garlic.” Hell, he sucked dick, how bad could snails be?

It wasn’t bad. He wasn’t sure he’d call it good, but it wasn’t inedible or gag inducing.

Rome, who was still watching him closely, chuckled. “Maybe we skip the rest of the box on this one, eh? I mean, we did eat one each so it counts as one of the fishes.”

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