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The night was going perfectly. Initial judgment from Starla’s parents and Muscle Man dissipated as the meal went on. Herb and Rose seemed nice enough, and Starla was over the moon - as far as he was concerned, this was a total win for Muscle Man. The conversation went from the profound to the fancy “humor” he was being fed via headset. Mordecai and Rigby are complete lifesavers in their struggles to impress Starla’s parents. He was so engrossed in the story Rose was telling that he did not notice how much time had passed without a word from Rigby, or a visit from Mordecai. It was total radio silence. The night was nearing its end, and Muscle Man felt the pressure to end the night perfectly - for Starla’s sake. His finger prodded at the small wire hooked around his ear, playing it off as just a scratch as he did before. Panic rose in his body -he tried to clear his throat but blurted out an obnoxious, wet cough. Muscle Man quickly wiped his mouth and raised his glass of wine that was left entirely untouched from dinner. Rose and Herb gave each other a quick look then raised their own glasses. Muscle Man’s eyes are locked on their faces with his mouth wide open, but not a single word would pass from his lips. The shift in expression gave him a cold sweat.
“I just wanted to say uh, how? Thankful that -I am to Starla, and -you. Two? Yes, she is a total babe- love! I meant love. The love of my life, of course.” his voice shook as he stumbled along in his nonsense. What was he doing, he thought. Herb stood and met Muscle Man eye to eye.
“Mitch, I truly mean this when I say it, but I respect you. We were unsure when Starla told us she was dating again, but you have made my daughter the happiest girl in the world. Well, maybe the second happiest girl.” Herb's attention turned to his wife and gave her a wink. Rose gave him a playful slap on the forearm. “I see an amazing future for you two. I can tell you are a good man, Mit-”
Herb was cut off by a small noise across the table. A soft sigh, a whisper, came from Muscle Man’s earpiece.
Ah-
The sound leaked from his ear.
Mhmp-
Another quiet, desperate moan echoed in his ear. His hand shot up to cover the earpiece, hoping his hand was thick enough to block the sound. His chances to impress Starla’s parents would be ruined if they just leaned forward a few inches.
Dude…please, just touch me
The final realization of the situation hit him like a freight train: he was now forced to listen to his best friends, the same friends who agreed to help him, have rough sex in the fanciest restaurant in the city.
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Mordecai didn't bother with removing the rest of Rigby's clothes once his white shirt was opened, giving easy access for Mordecai to caress his boyfriend's chest. His index and thumb massaged Rigby's nipples, tweaking them gently and pulling on the small bars through them. It gave Mordecai such a rush to tease him and watch how quickly he changed from bratty behavior to a desperate slut begging to be touched. Seeing Rigby's face lost in pure ecstasy was the biggest turn-on. Mordecai's fingers traced the small metal bar of the piercing and gave it a small tug. Rigby pressed his face against the brick wall and began to rub his ass against Mordecai’s growing bulge. He pulled Rigby closer to him, his arms wrapping around him with his chest pressed against the smaller one’s back. His hands slid up Rigby’s chest, slow and savoring the restrained moans. Rigby peered over his shoulder, the hungry look in Mordecai’s eyes made his whole body go hot. His fingers finally reached Rigby’s nipples - with a few small tugs and a gentle twist, Rigby was a moaning mess. Letting go of one, Mordecai snaked his hand down Rigby's body, quivering from all the attention. He treasured each curve and drank in every shutter.
Intoxicating
"Please, just– t-touch me!" Rigby whined and bucked his hips upward to relieve the pressure in his pants.
“I don’t think you’ve been this type of needy before.” he hummed into Rigby’s ear, leaving gentle bites and kisses on his neck. The smell of cheap cologne from the drug store that Rigby bought just for the occasion mixed with red wine flooded Mordecai’s senses. “Goddamn, baby.”
“This isn’t fair.” Rigby whined, “You know I’m extremely-Ah!” he was interrupted by Mordecai’s hand suddenly massaging the bulge in his pants. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as Mordecai traced the outline but not fully releasing him from his pants which had become much too tight. Rigby grabbed Mordecai’s hand and pressed it hard against his crotch, rutting against it. He shivered at the contact, finally getting some release.
“Come on, dude, I’m desperate here! I’ll do about anything - please, just touch me! Do something, anything! Just please do it.” his voice wavered. “I need it.” Mordecai bit his lip, restraining a deep, guttural moan. His mouth swiftly changed from desperate to mischievous. Rigby swallowed - prepared for anything. Wanting anything. Mordecai pushed Rigby down on his knees.
“Pull me out.” The order was simple, and Rigby obeyed without hesitation. His fingers made quick work of the metal snaps and buttons, pulling down Mordeci’s suit pants with one aggressive pull.
Mordecai did not have time to shiver at the exposure to the freezing air before Rigby took him fully in his mouth. He did not want to wait for any instructions anymore. He wrapped his lips around his boyfriend’s cock and began to suck hard. Mordecai shuttered as he failed to contain his desperate moans. Rigby looked up at Mordecai with a sly, slutty grin. Swallowing hard, Mordecai watched as Rigby opened his mouth wide to reveal the metal ball placed at the center of his tongue. A single swift lick of Rigby’s pierced tongue along his was enough to tip him over the edge. Rigby swirled his tongue across the tip, paying extra attention to the slit which coated his piercing in pre-cum. Mordecai knew he would not last if Rigby kept sucking him like this. As much as he loved the look of his boyfriend covered in his cum, he had a better idea.
He pulled out of Rigby’s mouth, savoring the needy look on Rigby’s face. He made quick work of Rigby’s pants, yanking them down with equal aggression down to his ankles. Without a moment of hesitation, Rigby bent down with his back fully arched, hands against the wall - his cock dripping pre-cum. Thanks to last-minute thinking before the two had left the house, Mordecai pulled out a small bottle of lube from his back pocket, squirting some on his fingers. He lifted Rigby’s chin with his free hand and traced the line of his jaw with his fingers. Rigby melted into the gentle touch. With ease, Mordecai slid his fingers inside. The need for more dulled any sense of discomfort. Mordecai kept his fingers still, allowing Rigby to adjust, but Rigby had no interest in taking things so. He began to work himself on Mordecai's fingers. The rapid thrusts back onto his fingers felt so good, Rigby swore he was crying from the pleasure. With this, it took no time for Rigby to be ready. Mordecai gently pulled his fingers out and lubed himself up. Mordecai groaned when his tip rubbed against his entrance. Frustrated with the amount of time he’s taking; Rigby takes advantage of the hesitation and pulls Mordecai deep inside.
Mordecai shook to his core. “Fuck, dude! Couldn’t you wait two seconds before shoving yourself onto my cock?!” He wanted to be angry, but Rigby looked too far gone to give an intelligible response.
He began to rock his hips back and forth, managing to angle himself to where he could hit that spot that made Rigby lose all his senses. It was one needy whimper from Rigby’s beautiful mouth for Mordecai to lose all restraint. Placing his hand against the brick wall to allow him to tower over Rigby’s smaller frame, and with the other hand he gripped tight on Rigby’s soft hips. Mordecai slammed his cock deep inside and began to ram into Rigby’s hole. Rigby cried out in surprise and ecstasy - tears streamed down his face and drool dripped from his mouth. Mordecai felt slightly disappointed that he could not look at the fucked look on Rigby's face, but he was determined to help him make as many slutty noises as he can. Mordecai reached around the front of Rigby, gripped his cock firmly, and began to stroke it up and down. Rigby squirmed from Mordecai’s touch, but his hips began to rub himself against his palm.
“I don’t think I’m gonna last long, dude,” Rigby whined. A tight knot was forming in his stomach, and anything could push him over the edge. Mordecai smiled, thrusting himself harder into his boyfriend, soaking in all the sweet noises that left Rigby’s mouth. His hand gripped Rigby’s neglected member, pumping harder and faster. Rigby threw his head back and covered his hand over his mouth to muffle the dirty sounds that passed his lips. Mordecai knew he needed one last push. He bent down to Rigby’s neck, kissing him lightly and humming in his ear.
“Be my good little boy for me, and cum around my cock.”
And that was it. The seal inside him burst and he came with a broken cry. Ropes of cum shot from his cock over Mordecai’s hand, and some on the brick wall. The clenching around his cock combined with the sight of his boyfriend being totally lost in his pleasure was what it took for Mordecai to give in to his own desire. He pulled Rigby closer to his body and pushed his cock all the way inside and thrust as hard as he could as he rode out his own orgasm, earning a pathetic whine from Rigby as he was filled.
The two took a moment to catch their breath before Mordecai pulled out of his boyfriend. Rigby breathed in deep, his breath was shaky Mordecai huffed, moving his mouth to the nape of Rigby’s neck, placing tender kisses across his tanned skin. This earned a hum of contentment from the man below him. He dropped to his knees, and pulled the dark blue suit pants up the ground up Rigby’s legs, leaving more kisses up his legs. Rigby wanted to complain about the cum dripping from him, but fuck it, the thought. Mordecai pulled his own pants up quickly and turned Rigby around to face him. His lips clashed with Rigby’s with a hard kiss, Mordecai biting Rigby’s lip, and Rigby running the metal ball across Mordecai’s bottom lip. Mordecai chuckled lightly, then turned the heated kiss into something far more intimate. Rigby was obviously a good fuck, he knew that for certain, but he knew deep inside him that he would not love anyone more than he loves Rigby. They were companions throughout their entire childhood. Though neither of them would have admitted to it then, they both held the hope deep down that the other would choose them. Mordecai’s heart swelled at the sight of the blush on Rigby’s face. Mordecai cupped his face and left a trail of kisses on his jaw. As much as he wanted him to keep going, Rigby was suddenly aware of the time and jolted to grab the mustache disguise that Mordecai was wearing before they crashed through the back door of the restaurant. He clumsily put his glasses back on, then moved to place the ridiculous mustache back on Mordecai’s face.
“We need to hurry back in before Muscle Man finds out we’re gone,” Rigby muttered, skittering around like a little mouse. Mordecai adjusted the mustache and draped his arm around Rigby’s shoulder. He walked them both back to the door, holding Rigby close to him. Rigby sighed at the knowledge that things had to be cut short. The mild frustration faded slightly at the small kiss planted on the top of his head. Mordecai breathed in the smell of the cologne one more time, humming with delight, before letting go of Rigby’s shoulder. Rigby looked up at him and melted his heart with one smile.
“God, I love you.” he cooed. Rigby smirked, unable to hide his blushing face.
“You’re too damn sappy.” he shot back. “But I love you more.” Mordecai laughed and opened the door for Rigby.
The two looked around and saw Muscle Man. His face was beet red, and he looked like he was about to explode. The two looked at each other and then back to Muscle Man, who was now staring at them with a mix of mortification and rage.
“He looks like he’s about to have a damn heart attack,” Rigby whispered, unable to break eye contact with Muscle Man.
“I wonder why.”