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OffGun+ April Drabbles: Spicy Edition

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Maetee has helped with all of T-Rex’s psychological schemes, so of course T-Rex agrees when Maetee asks him for a favor.

Maetee is writing out a script, struggling. “I’ll play the female lead,” he says, “and, T-Rex, you can be the male lead.”

T-Rex reads over what Maetee has so far, crossing his arms over his chest, trying to look cool. He says the last line written, “What? You like me or something?”

Maetee takes on the role, shifts from foot to foot. “What if I do?”

T-Rex rolls his eyes. “That’s your problem, not mine.”

“You’re the one who kissed me!” Maetee exclaims.

T-Rex remembers that scene from earlier in the script, shrugs. “So?”

“So you kissed me,” Maetee repeats, turning shy.

T-Rex raises an eyebrow and steps in closer. “So?”

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“It’s just a kiss,” T-Rex says, and then he’s pulling Maetee down, pressing their lips together.

They part and Maetee looks at him with wide eyes. “Just a kiss?”

T-Rex pushes Maetee down onto their bed. “It can be just sex, too, if you want.” He crawls on top of Maetee. He clears his throat, falls out of character. “Maetee, is this helping? Should I--”

Maetee gulps. “What if we continue the scene? What would you do next?”

Maybe it’s his mindset, maybe it’s the moment, but T-Rex kisses Maetee again and settles between Maetee’s thighs. “Then I’d fuck you.”

Maetee groans and pulls T-Rex down.

They lose their clothes, their inhibitions, and T-Rex does as he said he would. He fucks into Maetee slow at first, but then with more fervor, until they’re both gasping for air, falling over the edge.

T-Rex sits up after. “Your script,” he says. “Will that work out?”

“Will we?” Maetee asks, sounding small.

T-Rex smiles. “Of course.”