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seemed...” Ryan chewed on his lip ring. “I guess, I think .”
    “You dig Thor?”
    Ryan lifted his shirt, to have another look at the dressing over his new tattoo. “Should I feel guilty?”
    “No, I guess he is pretty hot for a guy. I envy the hair.” Liam pouted and looked at the barista again. He had to admit the man was good at his job, his moves were well practiced and efficient.
    “You’ve got a similar shade.”
    “Yeah, but his is thicker. As if he used tons of this volumising shit.” Liam chose a raw brown sugar cube from the bowl on their table and put it into his mouth, not bothering to use the tweezers.
    “Well he’s an actor, he probably did.” Ryan smiled, discretely turning his gaze to the barista.
    Liam sighed. Maybe if he could get Ryan laid, his own lust would be tamed as well. “You think they really have chemistry?”
    Ryan’s attention was right back at him. “Who? What?”
    “Thor and Loki. I’ve seen like, tons of pictures on the Internet. As a gay guy, what do you think?” Liam leaned back in the armchair, studying Ryan’s insanely pretty face.
    “‘As a gay guy’,” Ryan mocked his tone, “I think Thor should be my boyfriend. I have chemistry with him.”
    Liam licked his lips, snatched from his fantasies by the waitress, who placed a tall coffee glass in front of him. “That’s our weekly special. Enjoy,” she said before putting an iced coffee in front of Ryan. “There you go.”
    They exchanged a few pleasantries and after she was gone, Ryan smiled at the barista and raised his coffee in a gesture of appreciation. It had to take a lot of courage for someone as shy as him.
    “Okay, did he have tattoos?” Liam blurted out, keen to continue their conversation. He wanted to know what exactly made Ryan tick.
    “Who? Thor? Haven’t you seen the movie?” Ryan slurped some coffee through a straw.
    “I know it’s embarrassing, but I forgot. I only remember that Natalie Portman kept knocking him off his feet.”
    Ryan just rolled his eyes. “No, he doesn’t. Nobody’s perfect I suppose.” Ha.
    Liam peeked at the sharks on his own arm. “No.”
    “That Lizzy guy though, he had loads of ink. He even had his tongue split like a lizard. Did you know?”
    Liam shrugged. “Yeah, he showed me. Why, you dig that?”
    “I did wonder what it would feel like to be sucked off by someone like that.” Ryan’s thoughts clearly drifted to that same fantasy again. Oral fixation.
    Liam licked his lips. “It’s good, though I don’t think it makes that much of a difference.”
    “Oh my God! You had someone like that?” Ryan’s eyes went wide.
    “That was ages ago. And it was a girl, so it doesn’t count...” As soon as those words left Liam's mouth, something within him froze, but he masked the awkwardness with a smile. He needed to be careful with those lies. “I mean... it doesn’t because guys probably do it a bit different.”
    “You wanna see what I’ve got?” Ryan bit his lip, looking at him like a shy teenager.
    “Um... sure.” Liam leaned forward, his gaze fixed on the softness that was Ryan’s mouth. He never noticed any piercings in there, but there they were. Two little clear balls appeared when Ryan stuck his tongue far out, but then he curled it towards his palate and a flash of electric blue and green made Liam look twice. On the underside of the tongue, were two psychodelic balls with silicone spikes. The vivid colors screamed 'radioactive', and it had to be all those toxins affecting Liam’s body, because his cock twitched in his jeans at the image. He folded his legs to hide his arousal and stared at the pink muscle, his imagination going wild despite his best efforts. He had to find his boss a boyfriend.
    Ryan closed his mouth and beamed at him from behind his drink.
    “I can’t believe I didn’t notice.” Liam sighed, lifting the coffee glass to his lips. The cinnamon dusting the pile of homemade whipped cream was a nice touch, but it was

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