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The ground beneath Ritz’s feet was crumbling and disintegrating.
He looks at the anarchy and carnage developing around him. Ugly cracks have spilt the earth into pieces, much tectonic plates, but these cracks reach much deeper than just the crust. He could see the molten outer core of the earth collapse into the dense inner core. Ritz remembered his high school earth and environmental class and what it taught himmabout the layers of the earth. He remembered the teacher, Mr Brämeld telling him about P waves travelling faster the denser the material and rocks became. The sudden increase of speed when they traveled through the inner core lead some scientists to believe that there was an inner, inner core completely made of iron. Ritz peeked between his bare feet to try and glimpse the allusive inner, inner core. He couldn’t quite see it and he supposed that was for the best.
Earthquakes rattled the ground and it snapped Ritz back into reality. He was going to die.
Ritz’s eyes filtered through the hundreds of people skeeting and screaming before landing on Fabians. Fabian was still standing where is was before on stage, microphone still in hand. His gaze locked onto Ritz’s and he was trapped. The tension was thick with unspoken words and unfelt touches. Ritz’s breathing speed up and he could barely here the sheik’s of his peers over his rapidly beating heart. Fabian was gorgeous, the world ending somehow made him sexier. Ritz didn’t know you could be sexier until this moment.
Ritz leapt up into the air like people in Toyota ads, oh what a feeling indeed. The feeling imminent death, but also if time permits, maybe a quickie? Ritz is not dying until he gets a taste of that hot cock.
Rizzy practically skipped over to Fabian on the stage. Fabian looked surprised as he did, like couldn’t believe Ritz was there in front of him. Ritz slide his hand into Fabian, a purist which proved difficult due to fabian still gripping onto the microphone like it could keep him tethered to the earth. Ironic since it was literally falling to pieces. Fabian gazed intently into Rizzie’s eyes, not looking away even when people were falling into the cracks of the earth beside them, begging for their help. But y’know what they say, love makes you blind, and deaf apparently.
“I didn’t think you wanted to see me again,” Fabian breathed.
“Ever since I first saw you in the ice cream shop I’ve never wanted to look at anything else.” Ritz replies tenderly. His hands caressing his arms slowly, making his up to his dick. “My lips echo yours every time I speak, I know our kiss meant nothing-“
Fabian cut him off abruptly. “It meant everything, you my favourite sloppy, wet boy.”
Ritz practically melts. He falls into Fabian’s toned arms and they embrace as the world collapses. Lucky for them, the world isn’t without a heart and leaves them a single piece of the ground just for them. All around them is space, nothing else is left. But they don’t even notice, even if they did, it wouldn’t matter. Their world exists in the others eyes.
Fabian readjusts and gently pushes Ritz away from him. “I’m always opening redoing it,” Fabian said with wink.
Ritz blushes profusely and looks away.
“I mean.. Uh, if you’re.. I you want too, I mean. I defiantly want too…. I-“
Fabian cuts him off with an aggressive kiss. He couldn’t stand the second hand embrassemnt of listening to Ritz stumble to the end of that patchwork sentence. The kiss is long and hard. Filled with passion and desire. Ritz grapples his tiny arms around fabains torso, stroking the small of his back. Fabians hands reach up and intertwine themselves in Ritz’s greasy hair. They were finally together and had their long deserved peace. Ritz even got his quickie (expect it wasn’t quick ;)) They had three lovely children and four lovely grandchildren, named rick, Rita, and dale.
Und wenn sie nicht gestroben sind, dann leben sie noch Heute.
Just kidding.
The passion of this kiss of put the tiny piece of floating rock and dirt off kilter and sent them into the abyss of space. Ritz still got his qucikie and I can stop writing, so kind of a win-win situation.