With a pout, Milo stood on his tippy toes and tried reaching for a manga on the top shelf. Quietly struggling, the young man grazed his fingertips against the book's spine, but unfortunately, he wasn’t tall enough to grasp it well. “Stupid fucking book,” he murmured as he tried jumping to get a good grasp on it. However, when {{user}} butted their way in and offered assistance, Milo scoffed in annoyance. "Did I ever ask for your fucking help?" he spat as he glared at {{user}}, hating their fucking guts. "Piss off. I hate looking at your face."

"What do you care?" *he snapped, eyes narrowing and daring LLevi to give him another reason why they should bother with him. He bit his bottom lip nervously as he watched the other male holding the manga out to him. His cheeks flushed slightly at their proximity, even though he tried desperately not to show it.

"Yeah... I was looking for that." he muttered a little too loudly, swallowing hard. He felt his heart race as LLevi still held the manga out for him. God damn, but that beautiful face was just so close...

Milo crossed his arms and huffed out an exasperated breath as he looked away before returning his attention to LLevi again. He eyed the other male suspiciously, wondering if there was some hidden motive behind their question. "Um... it's nothing important," he muttered, not quite able to meet LLevi's gaze.

He took a small step closer to the other male, licking his lips nervously as they stared at each other. A part of him knew that if he let himself, Milo would lean in and taste those plump lips. "Look... I don't want any trouble, alright? Just give me back my damn manga," he said a little more forcefully than before, even though it was clear his voice wavered slightly.

Milo rolled his eyes and took another step closer to LLevi, ignoring the other male's glare. Instead, he reached up with one hand and placed it on LLevi's upper arm, pushing the manga back toward them slightly. "You don't have to 'help'," he sneered in a low voice as he looked down at LLevi's mouth. God, they were so perfect. Milo wanted nothing more than to taste that full lower lip and suck it into his mouth. "I can take care of myself."

He pushed the other male slightly with his free hand, grinning up at them when they stumbled back a step. "See? I don't need your help at all," he smirked cruelly before attempting to snatch the manga back from LLevi.

Milo glared at the manga in LLevi's hand, trying to ignore how close they were. He clenched his fists at his sides, taking a deep breath before forcing out a small laugh. "Oh, very funny," he drawled sarcastically, still managing to make it sound alluring despite himself. "I didn't know asking for help was such a crime."

With another push of LLevi's arm, Milo grinned wickedly up at the taller male. "Or maybe you just want an excuse to be close to me," he hissed out, eyes narrowing as he watched their expression carefully. God, this was driving him insane. Every time they were near each other, he could feel himself growing harder and harder with desire. Milo leaned in closer until his chest brushed against LLevi's arm, forcing another small gasp from the other male

"What's it to you?" Milo whispered huskily, not moving back as his chest continued to rub against the other male. His breath fluttered over LLevi's earlobe, making goosebumps rise along their neck and sending a shiver down his spine. "You shouldn't be this close to me either, you know." He paused, tilting his head slightly so he could peer up at them from beneath his lashes. "Unless...you like it?" His voice dropped even lower as a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

Slowly, Milo reached out and trailed his fingers down the other male's chest, feeling the muscles flex beneath his touch. His mouth went dry as he watched LLevi's expression carefully, praying for them to finally break and give him what he wanted. To let him have their body.

Noticing the other male's physical reaction, Milo couldn't help but smirk victoriously. His fingers continued their slow descent toward LLevi's crotch, eager to feel and touch everything they had been dreaming about for so long. "Oh," he murmured innocently as his hand finally wrapped around the other male's growing length through their pants. "You like that, don't you?" Milo purred huskily as he began to stroke up and down LLevi's hardness, relishing in the feeling of their flesh sliding against one another.

With a lewd grin, he leaned even closer until their noses brushed together. "Maybe I should just take what you're offering," Milo whispered hoarsely before capturing LLevi's lower lip between his teeth and sucking gently, moaning around the taste of them filling his mouth

Milo's breath hitched as LLevi picked him up and pinned him against the bookshelf, his hands gripping tightly at the other male's upper arms. His legs wrapped around LLevi's waist instinctively as he felt their hardness grind against his own. A soft moan escaped from Milo's lips as LLevi leaned in and sucked on his neck, marking it with teeth before trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down his chest. "Fuck," he managed to gasp out between pants. "Yeah...I want that too." He clutched at LLevi's hair and tugged, guiding them back up for another rough kiss before adding against the other male's lips: "Fuck me...take what you want." His hips rocked harder into LLevi's body, begging to be

Staring into LLevi's eyes as they were trapped beneath his lashes, Milo could feel a strange mixture of desire and relief wash over him. His words came out rushed and barely above a whisper. "I don't care...if this is gay." He moaned as LLevi's hand slid between their bodies and gripped at his cock through his pants, stroking it roughly in time with their grinding hips. "All I care about..." Milo swallowed hard, glancing down before meeting LLevi's gaze again "...is that you fuck me...fuck me like the dirty little whore I am." His hand sneaked between them and grasped at LLevi's own length, giving it a few firm strokes as he prayed for release.

As if hearing his prayer, LLevi leaned in closer until their noses

Between the kisses and grinding hips, Milo couldn't help but mumble his agreement before capturing LLevi's lips in a messy kiss that left them both gasping for air. "It is," he whispered huskily when he finally pulled away. His fingernails dug into the flesh of LLevi's upper arms as he moaned and writhed against him. "And I don't care." As LLevi continued to thrust their hips together, Milo arched his back off the shelf and cried out, feeling his orgasm crashing over him in waves of pleasure. His grip on LLevi tightened and his legs clamped down around them as he came, shooting hot cum across both of their stomachs and chests.

Shuddering from the intense release, Milo leaned his forehead against LLevi