"Go get food, it's your turn to do the shopping."

Grumbling under his breath, George stuck his middle finger up at Zak. "It's not my turn! Clay hasn't done the shopping in months!"

"Just get on with it, idot," Zak retorted. He smiled as Mega held up a drawing he had done to him. "Very nice, Megs."

"For God's sake..." Wandering into the kitchen and slipping his arms around Zelk's waist, he rested his cheek on the top of his head. "I'm on shopping duty again. I'll see you in a bit."

"I'm coming with you, then," Zelk murmured, turning around to look up into his eyes. "And we're getting chocolate, whether you like it or not."

"Deal." Laughing and grabbing his keys, George pulled him out of the front door. He kept hold of his hand, towing him round to the passenger door and opening it for him.

"What a gentleman." Rolling his eyes, Zelk climbed in and shut the door. As George got in the driver's side, he spoke again. "Let's go somewhere fun."

"There's nothing even remotely fun about shopping," George groaned.

"Then let's go somewhere else, idot."

Sighing, he backed out of the driveway onto the road. "We have to get the shopping. We can go somewhere else another time, okay?"

"Fine..." Watching the roads wind past his window as they made their way to the supermarket, Zelk let himself get lost in thought.

"Something on your mind, honey?"

He could tell George was making an effort to be more attentive, and it made him smile. "No, I'm just watching the scenery."

"Whatever, weirdo," George giggled quietly, indicating around a corner. A hand slipped onto his thigh and he held his breath as it started to trace light circles on his leg.

"I'm sorry about yesterday," Zelk murmured, squeezing his leg comfortingly. "I love you so much, I hope you know that."

Blushing and focusing on the road, George replied, "I love you too, you soppy git."

"What did you just call me?!"

"You heard me," he grinned, glancing over to wink at him. He was met with a playful scowl.

"You have two seconds to take that back, or I'm going to attack you," Zelk retorted with a smile. He crossed his arms, raising one eyebrow as George ignored him. "Fine, if that's how you want to be..."

Leaning over to the driver's side, he slid his hand further up George's thigh and traced patterns at the base of his hips. Listening to his breathing as it sped up, he smirked. "You want to play with me, Bambi?"

"I'm driving," George hissed, but he didn't shove his hand away.

Leaning even closer and biting the edge of his ear, Zelk whispered, "You're not pushing me away." He undid the fly on George's jeans and slipped his fingers under the waistband, playing with the fabric of his boxers. Meeting his eyes, he smiled again. "You still haven't pushed me away, Bambi."

[SMUT WARNING]

"Shut..." Complaining under his breath, George suddenly stopped and let out a needy whimper as Zelk started to rub the fabric over his crotch.

"Are you a little excited, honey? Are you having flashbacks to the last time we were alone in a car?"

Staring at the road ahead, he cleared his throat and tried to cover his lap with his jacket. "Maybe. It was... amazing."

"Oh, really? Fancy round two?" Trailing his fingertips on the back of George's hand, Zelk leaned closer and gave him a wicked look. "I wouldn't mind a repeat, Bambi."

Smiling slightly and indicating left, George kept his eyes on the road. "I guess I'd better find somewhere to pull over, then."

Taking off his seatbelt as the car swung into a layby, Zelk got out and slid into the backseat. When George gave him a confused look, he just shrugged. "I want to have more room this time."

Not needing to be told twice, George quickly joined him in the back, and Zelk climbed onto his lap. Tugging on his chin so their lips met, George mumbled, "Come here, shortie..."

"Don't call me that," Zelk growled playfully back, linking their hands as he kissed his neck.

"Or else what?"

Giggling, he rolled his eyes. "Or I'll make you regret it." Pushing on George's shoulders so he was back against the seat, Zelk started to ever so slowly pull off his shirt.

Squirming impatiently, George took off his own and threw it onto the floor, trying to pull Zelk's off too. He couldn't budge it, though, and he let out a frustrated sigh. "Don't mess with me. I... I want you."

"But I like teasing you," Zelk murmured. He reluctantly pulled his shirt off, and slid his hands under George's waistband.

Gasping and gripping Zelk's hips as he felt the hands slide lower down, George let out a quiet moan. "What will the people going past think?"

"I don't care what they think." Gently and pulling down his boxers, Zelk pulled him back in for a kiss.

Exposed to the cool air of the car, George shivered slightly, and Zelk laughed, wrapping his arms around his neck. Grumbling quietly, he turned bright pink. "Don't laugh at me, it's cold."

Putting on an angelic expression and going back to kissing his neck, Zelk let his hands wander downwards. "I heard that friction is a good source of warmth..."

Holding his breath as he felt Zelk trace patterns on his abdomen, George couldn't help but start to pant. He groaned quietly as he felt the lightest of lines being drawn up and down his member. "Don't play... I need you, Zelkie~" Cutting himself off and awkwardly avoiding eye contact, he shifted slightly in the seat.

Noticing his change in mood, Zelk stopped messing with him and pulled his face back so their eyes met. "Don't be embarrassed," he whispered, "I like it when you call me that."

"It's a stupid name."

"I don't care. It's cute," Zelk smiled, taking George's hand and sucking lightly on his thumb. "Anyways, your blush is sexy."

"Shut," George complained, "or... or I'll make you."

Giggling quietly, Zelk shuffled backwards and lowered his head. "Trust me, honey, I won't be able to talk in a minute."

Licking a circle around his tip, Zelk started to suck lightly on it. George inhaled sharply, eyes widening as he tried not to lose it then and there. He was so desperate for this it was painful, and his tightly strung nerves couldn't handle any more waiting. Knotting his hands through Zelk's hair, he shoved his head down, arching his back and letting his eyes roll back into his head at the sensation.

Getting the hint, Zelk started to pull his head up and down, but excruciatingly slowly. Practically screaming in frustration, George let out a strangled moan and started to rock his hips back and forth.

Changing his pace to compensate for George's movements, Zelk smiled smugly to himself as he listened to his ragged breathing. He moved his head fast enough to keep him on the very edge, but never letting him be tipped too far.

"Please... I can't - haah!" Gripping the back of the seats in front, George choked as Zelk started pulling further back each time, circling his tongue and pushing slowly back down. "Nguhhh..."

Lifting his head, Zelk smiled up at him. "Now, have you learnt your lesson?"

"No," George retorted cheekily - but the look he received wiped the smug expression off of his face.

"You've been downgraded, then." Sitting up to straddle George's lap again, Zelk switched to using his hands. Rubbing his hand up and down his length and pulling their lips back together, he smirked into the kiss. "You'll have to give in eventually..."

"N-never! Nguhh... Haahhh!"

"Are you sure, Bambi? You don't sound very convincing," Zelk teased, moving his hands faster and starting to grind his hips on George's pelvis. Listening to his louder moans, he winked.

"Shut - you don't... Oh, Zelkie~!"

Humming in appreciation at his nickname, Zelk focused on the feeling of his clothes against his own erection. Digging his hips lower with each time he ground into George, he bit his lip and started to pleasure him properly.

Arching his back as he struggled to breathe, George became a moaning mess. With every time Zelk slipped his hands back down his shaft, he had to fight harder and harder not to be pushed into orgasm.

After fighting as long as he could, George let out a tortured groan and closed his eyes as he came onto Zelk's chest.

Giggling as he watched George's pupils dilate, Zelk pulled his own jeans and boxers off. Still grinding on his hips, he started to play with himself as he continued to kiss George, but two hands stopped him.

Through his fatigue, George smiled, taking over. He moved his hands in rough, quick bursts, wiggling his eyebrows as Zelk bit his lip again.

Throwing his head back as George went faster and faster, Zelk let out a guttural groan. He couldn't contain himself for long, falling limply onto George's chest as he reached his climax.

They both lay breathing heavily for a while, coming down from cloud nine and letting their lips slot back together.

Pulling away and giving George a stern look, Zelk murmured, "Don't make fun of my height in future, or I won't be as nice next time."

"That's fine by me. I want you to be naughty instead..." Laughing at his own joke, George gave him a goofy grin.

"What is it you say? Oh, yeah... 'shut' and take me shopping, Bambi."

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Okay, so!

As you might have noticed, I changed the front cover of this book! It's just a drawing I was doing and wanted to put on the front of Demure, but I think it's fitting. Hope you like the new look <3

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