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If FOH had to do BOH work for a week, how screwed would you be?(r/kitchenconfessions)

submitted 1 hour ago by hatemyj0b

Title.

Personally our establishment would be fucked. Our waitstaff is absolutely fucking useless. Last week one of our waiters took an order where the customer had 70 allergies. 70! We had to bleach the entire kitchen to serve them one unseasoned piece of chicken. It backed us up for 6 hours.

We’re never making back the money we lost tonight.

5 comments

Mydei feels a vein in his temple pop from the last message on the thread. He already feels his fingers itching to refute him. A comment this ignorant could only be written by someone who has never set foot in a kitchen during a lunch rush or someone completely wet behind the ears. He’s willing to bet it's the former.

Mydei grimaces. How this redditor managed to twist his words was astounding.

If Mydei was a man who didn’t care about his possessions, he would be shaking his laptop screen with such visceral anger that the keyboard would snap off.

He sits back in his chair as he lets out all the tension in his body he didn't even realize he had been holding. Mydei is normally levelheaded and not easily prone to provocation, but something about the way that user typed got under his skin like an infuriating itch, and he couldn't help scratching away until the urge dissipates. He sighs; he frequents the sub daily and he hopes that he doesn't have to run into that annoying troll again.

He scrolls farther down the sub, sifting through threads but none of them particularly catch his interest. His mind keeps going back to that level of uncharacteristic anger he felt. Against his better judgement, he decides to look at the profile of the troll that bothered him.

Deliverer
u/deliverer • 30d
You came here because I riled you up? Didn't you?
3,300 post karma -100 comment karma
Active in these communities: r/chimeracare, r/kitchenconfessions, r/okhema

Mydei feels the urge to roll his eyes from his bio alone. So he annoys people for the thrill of it? Insufferable. Mydei has rarely seen people with comment karma in the negatives, but it doesn't surprise him especially when one comment from deliverer earlier was enough to piss him off. The next thing that catches his eye is that they share a lot of common interests and communities. Mydei groans, even his beloved r/chimeracare isn't safe from this fucker.

He scrolls through his posts:

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Food Recommendations?(r/okhema)

submitted 20 days ago by deliverer

Hey, I’m new to the area!
I wanted to ask my fellow Okhemans if there were any spots that you enjoy getting takeout from. My fridge hasn't been installed into my apartment yet, so I’ll only be able to eat takeout until then. I don’t have any preferences for cuisine so whatever is fine, I’m not picky.

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Mydei puffs up at the mention of his restaurant. It's true, it is the best dining place in all of Okhema and the owner of two proud Michelin stars. Not worth telling people to die over though—he agrees with the mod’s ultimate decision. He belatedly realizes deliverer just moved to Okhema and now he wonders if he's stopped by for a bite, so he keeps scrolling:

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Thank you for the Recommendations!(r/okhema)

submitted 15 days ago by deliverer

Thank you so much to everyone who commented on my last post. I’m sorry that the comments had to get locked. I received a few DMs afterwards where people shared their favorite dishes in particular from CK, and I have to admit you were all correct. The food is divine, I genuinely don't ever want to cook again. I guess my fridge will be reserved for CK leftovers only.
EDIT: My favorite dish is Nikador’s Shield of Victory. The Scale Soup is also delicious.

8 comments

Another locked thread. Mydei is starting to think that deliverer just stirs trouble wherever he goes—even if it's not his fault. Mydei scrolls down further:

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Try this Place Out!(r/okhema)

submitted 5 days ago by deliverer

You should all try this lovely cafe that opened up recently in the Marmoreal strip. It’s called a Taste of Styxia. Their honeymilk coffee is exquisite.
It's located on 42 Marmoreal Way.
imgur.com/phainonsdrink

His drink looks amazing much to Mydei’s dismay. He reluctantly types the address into his search bar and saves it to his bookmark folder labeled ‘places to eat’. He closes the tab, what the fuck was he doing? Scrolling on his nemesis’ profile and stalking his posts?

He physically cringes.

This was enough Reddit for one night.

***

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Unpopular Opinions?(r/kitchenconfessions)

submitted 30 minutes ago by cookingnchefing

What are you guys’ unpopular opinions? It can be about anything related to restaurant work or food. I’ll start: I don't mind customers coming in 5 minutes before closing, as long as the flat top hasn't been cleaned for the night, I don't give a fuck. Who would complain about extra money?

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He’s genuinely astounded by how this guy always manages to have the most dogshit opinions. Mydei can't help himself from responding.

Mydei takes a deep breath. He doesn’t want to get his Reddit account suspended over such a trivial argument, but he can’t stand not having the last word.

He isn’t even given the luxury of the last word this time around and instead he's issued a temporary ban for a week.

He’ll make deliverer pay one of these days.

***

Deliverer
u/deliverer • 3y • 300 followers
Only here to bother u/figstew.
33,550 post karma 2,196 comment karma
Active in these communities: r/chimeracare, r/kitchenconfessions, r/okhema

Mydei huffs at his phone.

Deliverer is annoying as always.

Mydei has had to deal with his incessant nonsense for the past three years and now he’s tagged in his bio when he wants nothing to do with the other man. It comes off as desperate and not cute at all. Not that Mydei ever found him cute to begin with. He scrolls down to the most recent post deliverer’s commented on and opens it up:

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r/kitchenconfessions IRL Meetup(r/kitchenconfessions)

submitted 20 hours ago by modofthekitchen

The mods and I are hosting an r/kitchenconfessions meetup, but it's not just any meetup, it's an anonymous one.
At the venue, you are not allowed to reveal your Reddit usernames. We want to have a fun hangout session without worrying about any silly online beef.
We’re planning on having it catered by Cuisine de Kremnos, so please fill out the form below if you're 100% planning on attending. We don't want to over or under order.
google.forms/kitchenconfessionsmeetup

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Mydei doesn't particularly have a choice in attending or not since they're planning on having his restaurant do the catering, but he doesn't know if he's too fond of the idea of not exchanging usernames. He would want to know who u/deliverer is so he can steer clear of him. He already has to deal with him enough in his daily life.

Somehow Mydei doubts that. If he didn’t, then how did he manage to always get under his skin?

In all the years they've replied to each other, this takes the cake for his most stupid reply. How could he not realize they’re fighting? They never agree on anything, they bicker and spam until the mods have to lock the thread, and they rile each other up on purpose. He’s almost blocked him on several occasions. The only thing they have in common are their interests and even then their opinions differ on how they enjoy them. Mydei lets out a slow inhale, this has to be another one of his traps to get him all riled up. He won’t be falling for it this time.

Mydei closes the app and pats himself on the back mentally for not taking the bait.

***

Mydei stayed up all night doing inventory and making sure that all of the food for the event was properly stored and temp controlled. He had to wake up at 4:00 am to heat it up and prep all of the food that couldn't be stowed overnight. He was so fucking tired, but the mods paid well for his and his employees’ services so he couldn't complain. Though it did make him wonder what jobs they had in order to splurge on catering for a Reddit event of all things.

The venue is small, a conference room in one of Okhema’s finer hotels. Mydei is surprised that the folks he’s seen filter in are far removed from the redditor stereotype, mostly. He’s still setting up the chafing dishes for the food when he’s tapped on the shoulder.

“Hey, sorry to bother you—” The man stills once their eyes meet.

Mydei immediately thinks that he’s in the wrong room. Imagining a man as attractive as him dwelling on Reddit all day is nearly impossible, his mind just can't conceive it. His pretty sapphire eyes dart around like he can't hold eye contact with Mydei and it's oddly endearing. A soft rosy blush spreads across his cheeks as he fiddles awkwardly with the hem of his white sweater.

“May I help you?” Mydei asks, amused.

“Yes, sorry, I, uh,” His cheeks deepen with color, “I’m a huge fan of your restaurant.”

Mydei chuckles, “Thank you. You're a regular I presume?”

“Yes, I have a ritual of ordering takeout from CK every Friday. It used to be every day, but a waiter's salary can only take me so far.” He laughs softly.

“Oh,” Mydei says thoughtfully, “They don't have a service charge where you work?”

“Nope, I just rely on tips.”

Mydei sets the last chafing dish on the draped table with a soft huff, “I can't guarantee anything, but I do believe we have a few waitstaff positions open at CK. You're also guaranteed a meal on the shifts you work.”

“Really?” His eyes light up, “That would be a dream come true. I came here for the r/kitchenconfessions meetup, I didn’t expect to possibly get a job offer.”

“Tentative,” Mydei corrects with a slight smile, “I didn't take you for the type to show up at a Reddit gathering.”

The man tilts his head like a puppy, “What do you mean? Is it because I’m not the basement-dweller stereotype?”

“So you are aware of your good looks.” Mydei pauses, he hadn't meant to say that aloud.

His breath hitches, “You think I’m attractive?”

“Fishing for compliments?” Mydei shoots back.

“I’m not, I promise. I’m just flattered to hear that from someone as, you know—” Mydei raises his eyebrow. The man’s face grows impossibly redder, “As breathtaking as you.”

Mydei feels his face grow hot. He’s not normally on the receiving end of such words. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” He says as he turns his head petulantly.

“Then what will?” The man whispers.

Mydei’s breath catches in his throat. He shouldn't entertain this.

“I appreciate it, but I’m on the clock.” Mydei gestures to the table in front of him.

“Then could I bother you after?” He tries.

He’s attractive, yes, but he’s at a place like this on a Saturday hitting on him—a man who could possibly be his boss depending on the quality of his resume. Mydei should decline again, it's the only rational answer, “Do as you wish.” Goddamn it.

Mydei can't wholly regret his answer when the man flashes him a gorgeous smile, all teeth and sunshine, “I’m Phainon, nice to meet you.”

“Mydei.” He replies simply.

“I’ll find you after the meetup, Mydei.” His heart falters at the sound of his name on Phainon’s lips.

Phainon heads over to the other side of the room and immediately strikes up an easy conversation with the other subreddit members. It's hard to imagine that he's the same guy who just shyly flirted with him just mere moments ago. The interaction almost made him forget that he was keeping an eye out for who he suspected u/deliverer to be. Everyone may be anonymous, but Mydei trusts his natural instinct, he thinks he would be able to feel deliverer’s insufferable energy from a mile away.

His mind wanders back to Phainon. He’s curious as to what Phainon’s Reddit account is and what other subs he frequents besides kitchenconfessions. What if they’ve interacted already before? The sub isn't larger than 500 people tops, he thinks, but he also can't recall a lot of pleasant interactions he’s had from there, so he comes to the conclusion that Phainon has to be a lurker. He would've remembered someone as warm as him. His hand stills inside of one of the utensil crates.

He’s catching feelings for a stranger at a Reddit meetup.

If he told Cipher, she would never let him live it down. He shoves the thought in the back of his mind; he’s moving too fast. They might not end up doing anything, even if Mydei doesn’t want that to be the case. He almost drops the tongs in his hands from the thought. Has it been that long since he last got laid that he’s desperate enough to get fucked by a fellow redditor? But then again, Phainon is a huge outlier, he thinks anyone else would accept his offer in his place.

When he finishes setting up the food and self-serving tongs, one of the moderators comes up to him, “Thank you again for catering this event.”

“It's no problem. Thanks for requesting our services.” Mydei says.

“Also sorry to ask, but have you ever visited our sub? I’m just curious if the renowned head chef of CK has ever had any kitchen secrets to confess.”

“Occasionally,” He lies, he practically lives in it, “But I was informed this meetup was anonymous, is it not?”

The man blanches, “You're right, sorry. My curiosity got the better of me.”

“I’m aware.” He says bluntly.

“Sorry to bother you then.” He deflates awkwardly and picks up a pair of tongs. Mydei feels a little bad, but he's not too fond of small talk. Especially not the kind he was trying to start. More people crowd around the table and a familiar tuft of silver hair appears in his view.

“Hello again,” He beams, Phainon's smile is so radiant he can't help but give him a small one back, “You’re not too bored manning the table, are you?”

“Haven't had much time to be.”

Phainon laughs, “I’m sure. Everyone here is a big fan of you.”

“I’m only interested in talking to my biggest fan.” He jests.

The tongs in Phainon’s hand almost slip from his grip, but he catches it with his quick reflexes. His skin is nearly pure red against his white sweater, from his words or the mishap, Mydei’s not quite sure, “Yeah?”

“My time is only reserved for this event for two more hours.” He says.

Phainon visibly shivers, “I wish it would go by faster. I have a lot I want to talk about with you.”

Mydei’s not sure they’re going to be doing a lot of talking.

“Hey snow white, can you keep the line movin’? I’m starvin’ here.” A guy badgers.

Phainon frowns slightly before facing the man with a practiced smile, “Sorry.” He turns to Mydei and whispers, “I’ll catch you later, like I promised.”

“Man,” The guy shakes his head, “People who hold up the line, am I right?” He jokes.

Mydei doesn’t dignify his question with a response and folds his arms. The guy gets the memo and quickly plates his food before leaving Mydei’s line of sight. He’s the type of person Mydei expected this place to be filled with—not Phainon.

He wants time to pass by faster too.

***

After the meetup ends, Phainon helps Mydei load all of the catering gear into the back of his company-branded truck. He’s well built beneath the baggy sweater he wears, Mydei thinks, he lifts all of his equipment with ease. Mydei’s already so eager to strip him naked and see what lies underneath.

“My place is a short walk from here if you’d like to come over.” Phainon says, no pressure laden in his tone.

Mydei nods and lets Phainon lead the way.

Phainon’s apartment is decently sized. His kitchen lacks a lot of cooking utensils, Mydei notices, there’s even a stack of rinsed Cuisine de Kremnos takeout boxes on the granite countertop. Phainon wasn’t lying when he said he ate a lot at his restaurant. The living room—located across the kitchen—is sparsely decorated save for a large bookshelf and a few antiques encased in a glass display case.

An excited squeal fills the air.

“You have a chimera?” Mydei asks.

“Yeah, his name is Bubbles. He's in his room, the sitter just texted me that he dropped him off twenty minutes ago. Wanna see him?” Mydei nods. Phainon smiles at him and takes his hand gently. It’s cool and soft; it envelops Mydei’s large hand with ease. He shivers.

Phainon leads him to a spare room with a pet gate in the doorway. Toys are strewn about the beige carpet alongside an empty silver bowl and a lively, unfathomably cute, blue chimera hops towards the gate. Phainon unlocks it and Bubbles immediately runs past him to circle around Mydei’s feet. Mydei smiles as he bends down. The chimera flops onto his back, presenting his soft blue belly, his tiny paws flailing with excitement. Mydei rubs his stomach gently, the soft scales of his skin relaxing under his palm.

“You're good with chimeras,” Phainon says in awe, “Naturally talented? Or do you have one of your own?”

“I have a chimera at home,” He says as he looks away from Bubbles, “His name is Fig Stew.”

Phainon stills, “...That's an interesting name.”

Mydei gives him a weird look back, “So is Bubbles.”

“You’re right,” He laughs awkwardly, “I’ve never seen him act like this towards strangers.”

“I’m flattered.” Mydei says softly.

“This kind of flattery is okay?” Phainon jokes.

“Of course. I love animals.”

Bubbles flops back onto his feet and nuzzles at Phainon’s leg. Phainon leans down and pets his head with a smile, “I love them too.”

Mydei’s heart thumps harder than usual.

“Come on, Bubbles.” Phainon guides Bubbles back into the spare room and locks the gate. He turns back to Mydei, “Let’s head to my room.”

Phainon’s room is small but cozy, there’s more books stored on floating shelves, neatly folded laundry on the seat of a reading chair, and a few figurines stored inside a display case. Mydei recognizes some of the figures from the video games he plays. He and Phainon have a decent amount in common, he muses.

“Is it okay if I freshen up first?” Mydei asks, “I just spent the whole day on my feet and I worked up a little sweat.”

Phainon nods, “Oh, of course, towels are in the closet to the right of the bathroom. I’ll head in after you.”

Mydei turns away as he slips off his work gear, “Or you could join me?”

Phainon almost trips over himself with how fast he starts stripping out of his clothes. Mydei finds his eagerness a little endearing, but it's also making him horny. He can't tell if it's just because it's been so long since he last had sex or if it's been so long since someone's desired him this badly.

Phainon trails after him to the bathroom and into the shower. Mydei barely has time to turn the knob for hot water before Phainon’s hands are settled on his hips. He shudders against Phainon as his cool lips press against his warm neck. Mydei tilts his head as Phainon applies more pressure, despite how cool he feels, everywhere Phainon touches feels scalding hot, like the water beating at Mydei’s chest. His tongue traces his skin in slow and lazy circles, his teeth grazing and nipping at his skin between licks.

The pressure on his hips leaves and before he can protest he feels Phainon’s lathered hands run up his body, leaving bubbles and goosebumps in their wake. His hands stop to rest on his pecs—his palms brushing against his stiff nipples. Mydei bites back a moan, he's so sensitive; Phainon mouths softly at his neck as he rubs the pads of his index fingers across Mydei’s nipples. He starts with slow back and forth lines, pressing them inwards and outwards then he rubs his stiff peaks in circles until Mydei twitches with each swirl. Phainon pinches them between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and tugging over and over. A whine slips from his mouth, unbidden. No one’s ever touched him here—he never knew how good it could feel to have them teased and plucked—his legs start to go weak from the pleasure.

“I’ve got you.” Phainon says gently as he runs one hand back down Mydei’s body to steady him. Phainon’s hand presses against the thick hair of his happy trail, if he moved down just a bit more—

“Phainon.” Mydei gasps out. Wet heat encases his cock and Mydei has to fight the urge to buck into his grip.

“I need to clean you here too.” Phainon whispers, “It needs special attention.” Mydei nearly whines at the feeling of his breath at his ear, at Phainon’s hand pulling his foreskin back revealing his pink, thickened head, at Phainon’s broad, muscled body pressed against his. He’s so lightheaded he can't tell if it's because of all the steam or his arousal, but he doesn't care, not when Phainon is pressing another hot kiss against his neck as he lathers his shaft slowly. Every time Mydei jolts against his touch, he feels Phainon’s cock prod hungrily against his ass. It feels good; his eyes draw shut as he allows Phainon to keep pumping him like a lover would. His touch gentle yet filled with unhidden desire.

“Phainon,” He breathes. He feels heat coiling deep in his gut. Mydei doesn't want to come, not yet. Not without tasting Phainon too.

He turns around, unable to tamp down the urge to kiss him any longer. He presses his lips against his capturing Phainon’s surprised gasp with his mouth. Mydei's nipples brush against Phainon's chest, still so sensitive, and he finds himself chasing the friction Phainon’s body provides. Phainon moans beneath him as he pulls Mydei closer until their erections press against each other making them both jolt. He feels Phainon's hands travel down his spine to settle on his ass—kneading and spreading his cheeks under the hot water. Phainon's fingers are so close to his hole, his body shivers in anticipation whenever Phainon spreads him.

Phainon breaks apart from the kiss, his face flushed and his lips swollen. He's so cute, Mydei thinks.

“Mydei,” He whines, “Can we go back to the bed?”

“I haven't finished cleaning myself off.” He teases.

“Where? I’ll help I—”

Mydei wraps his hand around Phainon’s cock, “Since you're so eager, why don't I help you cool off?”

“Mydei…” Phainon pants as he strokes him harder. His cock is so thick and heavy in his hand, he can only imagine what it’ll be like filling him. Phainon kisses Mydei hungrily, his soft tongue licking into his mouth. Mydei parts his lips wider for Phainon to devour him, the sounds of their desperate kissing echoing over the rushing water. There’s no rhythm between them, just eager and hurried want. Phainon’s tongue falters and his lips quiver; Mydei pumps him faster until Phainon’s pants get heavier and heavier.

“Mydei, please, I’m gonna—” Phainon moans against his lips as his whole body twitches. He spills all over Mydei’s fingers, thick and sticky, his cock pulsing against his grip. He whines as presses his head into Mydei’s shoulder; his body slumped and tired from his orgasm.

“Let's rinse you off.” He says as he moves from under the running water to let it trickle down on Phainon. He presses his body against Phainon’s back, relishing in the feeling of Phainon shivering against him.

“Mydei—” Mydei holds Phainon’s spent cock under the water, rinsing it and pumping it gently despite Phainon’s hisses and whines from the overstimulation, “Haa—It's too much.”

Mydei presses a kiss to his neck, “You're doing so well.” He runs his thumb against Phainon's head. Goosebumps run over his skin as Phainon squirms and grips the safety rail of the shower to steady himself. “Was that too much?”

“It feels, mm…” Mydei gives him another slow pump, “Too numb—too much at the same time.”

“Should I stop?” He says against Phainon's neck.

“No.” Phainon exhales shakily.

Mydei runs his palm over Phainon’s angry head, reveling in Phainon’s punched out moan. His hand circles back to his shaft. He draws his hand up and down slowly, a pace that he knows will drive Phainon mad, and it does, he begs for more, begs for him to stop, tries to escape, tries to stay under his tingly touch. Mydei could do this forever—watch Phainon give into pleasure under his fingers. It's making him so aroused that he could climax from watching Phainon unravel, untouched.

Phainon’s cock starts to thicken with interest again, so with one last kiss to his neck, Mydei withdraws his hand.

“Go dry off, Phainon. I’ll be out once I finish.” Mydei says.

Phainon nods obediently and slips out of the shower after giving Mydei one more kiss. The easy affection between them is getting to him. He wants Phainon right now just as badly. Mydei quickly cleans himself off and does as best as he can with limited tools to rinse his hole. If he knew he was going to meet someone like Phainon today, he would've adequately prepped himself beforehand.

He steps out of the shower, the cold air a little sobering. Mydei opens the door and he stops in his tracks a little bit. He’s able to see Phainon properly now without the mist from the shower. He's well-built and bulky, he has a golden sun tattoo on his neck, as well as, a thin gold line from shoulder-to-shoulder, curved like a slivered moon. He's just as muscular as Mydei, just as strong, and it makes him dizzy.

Phainon sits up on the bed, a fresh towel in his hand, “Come here, let me dry you off.” He says softly.

Mydei acquiesces, he normally wouldn't do this, it feels so intimate to do with a stranger. All of this has been, he realizes, but he doesn't mind as much as he should. Phainon gently towel dries his hair as much as he can until it's only slightly damp. Then he slowly pats it down his body. The fabric tickles slightly and Mydei has to stop himself from letting out a laugh until Phainon stops at his cock, his lips parted with thinly veiled hunger.

“Dry me here too.” Mydei says. And Phainon obliges, gently enveloping him with the fluffy fabric. Mydei shivers against it, this should feel clinical, but it doesn't. Everything with Phainon feels good, more than Mydei thinks it has any right to. When he's all dried off, Phainon lays him down on the bed. A pop breaks the silence and Mydei realizes it's a bottle of lube. He watches as Phainon rubs it between his fingers, warming it up before circling his rim.

The tip of Phainon’s finger breaches him and Mydei tries to relax down into it. It's been a while since he's even fingered himself, so his body tenses out of reflex. Phainon kisses his inner thigh as he presses to the first knuckle.

“Let me in, Mydei.” He says. Heat fills his body anew from his words. He wants to let him in so badly, he wants more than his fingers and heated kisses on his thighs. Mydei releases the tension from his body and is rewarded with Phainon’s finger pressing further in. “Good boy.”

Mydei swallows down a moan.

Phainon thrusts his finger in and out slowly, his body more accommodating to the motion, but it's not enough to draw pleasure from and they both know it, yet Phainon is being thoughtful and patient and that's enough for Mydei to get off of for now. His second finger joins the first, and Mydei feels the slight burn from the stretch. Phainon's fingers are so thick, all of him is, Mydei’s still reeling from how he hid his muscled body under his sweater. Phainon's fingers experimentally spread inside of him and Mydei jolts as one of them knocks against his prostate.

Mydei feels Phainon’s shaky exhale against his thigh. He’s getting aroused off of seeing Mydei squirm too, fuck. Phainon prods and searches for that spot again and when he finds it, he presses and rubs against it with such single-minded determination that Mydei has to beg him to stop or he’ll cum.

Phainon’s soft lips suck on his thigh as an apology and he breaches Mydei with a third finger, the intrusion easier than the last.

“Mydei,” Phainon rasps, “I wanna be inside you.”

He clenches around his fingers, “Why aren't you then?” It's getting harder to retort back when he wants it just as much.

Phainon presses his fingers in deep and Mydei twitches from the feeling, “I don't want to hurt you.”

“You won't. I’m not fragile.”

“You aren't.” Phainon agrees as he withdraws his fingers, leaving Mydei gaping and wanting. “That's what I like about you.”

Mydei flushes, “Shut up.”

Phainon laughs as he settles between his legs, his thick cock drooling as he slides the condom on. He rubs a generous amount of lube on it before lining himself up with Mydei’s hole. Phainon leans down and presses his lips against his as he slides inside. His kisses are so eager and wet, it's a huge contrast to him patiently waiting for Mydei to adjust to his length. It feels so good being stretched by him, far better than his fingers, and Mydei feels his toes curl as he presses in deeper until he’s fully seated inside of him. They both breathe against each other's lips, overwhelmed by finally becoming one.

Phainon gives a tentative thrust and they both moan against each other's lips. It shouldn't feel this good when they've barely done anything, but everywhere Phainon touches him feels like it's on fire. He thrusts in again, more sure this time, and Mydei wraps his arms around his broad back. Phainon makes a sound of approval before he pumps into Mydei for all he's worth. Mydei’s back rubs against the sheets as Phainon’s hips grind into him. He moves like he knows every spot that makes Mydei tick, and he does, he can feel his insides clinging to him, beckoning him deeper, not wanting to let go.

He feels Phainon’s lips leave his and Mydei blinks the fuzzy warmth away from his eyes to look at him. His face is flushed, his lips parted, and he’s staring back down at him with such a tender look in his eyes that it makes him shudder.

“Haa…You're so beautiful, Mydei.” Phainon says as leans back in to kiss his cheek.

“You're not too bad yourself.” He manages. Phainon’s thrusts grow more erratic, he can tell he's close.

Phainon smiles, but it's strained, “I wanna see you come.”

“Then make me.” He challenges, but he feels that familiar heat pooling within him. It won't take much for Phainon to make his desire come true.

Phainon pulls out until only his tip is still inside and thrusts all the way to the hilt. Mydei’s body jolts from the intrusion, white spots at his vision as Phainon grinds deep over and over.

“Fuck, Phai—” His cock feels warm as Phainon’s hand thrusts in time with his brutal, deep pace. Mydei's body tingles with pleasure, it feels like all of his nerves are alight. On one particularly hard thrust, Phainon’s dick prods against the spot that makes him see stars. With a quiet gasp, he tenses and relaxes slowly as the waves of his climax wash over him. His stomach is warm with his spend and he can still feel Phainon kissing deep inside of him with his cock.

“Mydei, ‘m gonna—” Phainon’s words break on a whimper. Mydei shudders as Phainon thrusts one more time until their bodies are practically fused together.

He feels Phainon twitch inside him. He opens his eyes to see Phainon’s cheek pressed against his chest, his face scrunched up in pleasure. Phainon lifts his head to look at Mydei, a weak smile on his face, his pupils are blown wide, his sapphire eyes almost pitch black. Mydei feels a weird urge to move his sweat-damp hair from his eyes so he does and he shivers when he sees how content Phainon is against his touch. He likes how easy it is to read Phainon, his emotions plain to see.

Phainon presses a soft kiss to his palm before gripping the base of his cock and pulling out. Mydei feels his hole clench around nothing, already missing the feeling of Phainon inside of him. Phainon pulls the condom off and it's so thick with his spend that Mydei thinks it's a waste. If the rational side of his brain were off tonight, he would’ve let Phainon come inside him.

He watches as Phainon ties it off and throws it in his bedside trash before crawling back on to the bed.

“Do you like cuddling afterwards?” He asks, unsure.

“Not usually,” Mydei says because it's true, it's normally too hot and sweaty and uncomfortable, “But I can make an exception.”

Phainon's face lights up and he huddles close to Mydei. His head rests on Mydei’s chest, his arm slung over his cum covered abdomen. He looks so pleased at a simple request and it makes Mydei’s heart thump.

“I’d like to have your number,” Phainon says a bit shyly like he didn't just fuck Mydei into his mattress mere moments ago, “We don't have to do this again or anything if you don't want to.”

Mydei chuckles quietly, “I don't mind.”

Phainon grins as he hands Mydei his phone. He takes it and it immediately dings with a new notification. He goes to swipe it away so as to not invade Phainon’s privacy, but he stops in his tracks when he sees who the message is addressed to.

Hey, u/deliverer, thanks for hanging out today! Unfortunately u/figstew didn't sign up for the event, so it's safe to say he didn't attend.

“Mydei? Are you okay? Your face looks pale.” Phainon asks as he lifts his head, worry set in his face.

“You,” He says, anger simmering in his tone, “You're deliverer?”

Phainon startles back, “Mydei, I—”

“Did you know it was me?”

“No,” He says quietly, “at least not until you told me the name of your chimera.”

Mydei slides off the bed, his head throbbing from how mad he’s getting, “So you slept with me while knowing that I hate you.”

“You hate me?” Phainon looks so upset that he wants to take back his words, but he can't because he knows that he means it.

Mydei sighs, “How could you not know? We’ve been at each other's throats for the past three years.”

Phainon draws the sheets close to him as he frowns, “I never hated you.”

He scoffs, “I find that very hard to believe.”

“It’s true, I never did. I’ve liked you all this time.” He admits.

Mydei’s skin burns with heat, but not from anger this time, “Bullshit.”

“I never meant to get under your skin. It's just as time went on, I wanted your attention. I didn't know why at first, but then I came to realize it's because I liked you.”

“You're quick to conjure up things, huh?” He says while sliding his legs through his boxers.

“Sorry, I don’t quite follow.”

“It means your bullshit story isn't going to work on me.”

“But it's not—”

“Sure.” His clothes stick awkwardly to his body. He's going to have to take another shower. “Just fuck off. You’ve already tortured me enough for three years.”

“I didn't know that's how you saw our interactions all this time.” He says, his voice small.

“Well now you do.” He says bitterly.

***

130

AITA for Yelling at My Hook Up After Finding Out He Was a Redditor?(r/AmITheAsshole)

submitted 20 minutes ago by throwawaymeetup

Clickbait title because I couldn't fit the whole question in. I’m a redditor too by the way, throwaway account for obvious reasons. I hooked up with a stranger at a subreddit meet up, but it turned out he was the guy I’ve been fighting with on the subreddit for years. I may have gotten carried away and yelled at him right after we hooked up. We haven’t talked since then. So be honest with me, AITA?

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Mydei fucked up big time.

Phainon had been nothing but nice to him when they met. Had been nothing but gentle when they fucked. Had been nothing but sincere when he spoke. His crumpled puppy dog face flashes in his mind over and over. How would he even begin to salvage this?

His phone begins to vibrate incessantly. Mounting dread starts to creep within him as he realizes his post made it to the front page. 6k upvotes in an hour, an almost unanimous verdict of him being the asshole. He’s not too fussed about it because deep down he knows he's the asshole, knew he was the asshole before he even posted it, but what he's worried about is that now Phainon will definitely see it. It's on the front fucking page.

He's so screwed.

The details aren't vague enough for doubt; he’ll 100% know it was about him. Mydei didn't think the post would gain traction, so he didn't plan for this outcome. He groans as he rubs his hands across his face. He needs to stop instantly relying on the internet for opinions when things don't work out IRL. If Phainon does see it, will he message him? Will he be upset? Knowing how kindhearted he seems, he probably will and that makes Mydei feel so much worse. The comments were right.

He just needs to talk it out and apologize.

u/figstew • 1m
Are you available?

u/deliverer • 30s
Did you really ask Reddit before even trying to contact me?

Mydei physically cringes so hard his shoulders pop. Of course Phainon saw the post.

u/deliverer • 20s
You could've just tried to talk to me Mydei.

u/figstew • 10s
Can you blame me? For the past 3 years I thought you hated me.

u/deliverer • 0s
I mean I can blame you a little, can't I? I never saw our interactions as a negative thing.
Why didn’t you tell me before? If I bothered you so much, why didn't you block me?

Why didn't he block him? He was infuriating, had terrible opinions, was prone to getting competitive over simple things, childish. But, Mydei responded to him every day. He would go through his recent posts just to see if he missed anything, buy the items he recommended and enjoyed them, and would look forward to formulating comebacks against him. He could've stopped three years ago, but he didn't. Phainon had somehow carved his own space in Mydei’s life, one annoying comment at a time.

u/figstew • 1m
You bothered me a lot. Some days I would get so frustrated I’d delete the app.

u/deliverer • 30s
I’m sorry, Mydei. I truly didn't know that I got under your skin that badly.

u/figstew • 25s
You practically lived under it.

u/deliverer• 5s
You lived under mine too. I couldn't go a day without thinking about you. I knew you checked my profile, so I’d recommend food and drinks I thought you would like. I said dumb things because I wanted you to correct me. I just wanted your attention only on me.

u/deliverer • 1s
I went to the meetup hoping you were there so I could tell you how I felt.

u/figstew • 0s
You weren't very loyal to me then. For all you knew I was some random chef.

u/deliverer • 2m
I will admit, I got swept up by your looks, but it worked out didn't it?

u/figstew • 1m
You’re lucky it worked out, you scoundrel.

u/deliverer• 1m
It's stupid but when I walked you home, I was hoping it was you. So when you told me your chimera's name, I was beside myself with joy.

u/figstew • 1m
So you really never thought that I hated you back?

u/deliverer • 20s
I didn't think you fully liked me either. Maybe tolerated. But, it was selfish of me to not say anything when I realized. And for that I’m sorry.

u/figstew • 3m
I’m sorry too. For blowing up at you.

u/deliverer • 1m
I deserved it, I mean the past few years were painted in a different light for you than they were for me.

Mydei sighs. He wonders if he had been reading all of his messages wrong. It doesn't matter now, mulling over it and trying to assign new meanings to comments that once pissed him off to no end isn't going to change anything.

u/deliverer • 2m
Can we start over? I really do like you Mydei.

His heart flutters without his command.

u/figstew • 10s
I’ll think about it.

u/deliverer • 3s
That's more than I could ever ask for.

***

Mydei by force of habit, opens Reddit to check deliverer’s last post:

-400

Found Love on Reddit (r/confessions)

submitted 1 hour ago by deliverer

I found my partner through Reddit. We bickered every day online for three years, but instantly clicked when we met in person, and now we’ve been happily together for four years.
You too can find love my fellow redditors.

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“Mydeimos, did you just comment on my latest post?” Phainon asks from the kitchen.

Mydei scoffs as he puts down his phone, “Did you just make a reddit post about us being together on our anniversary?”

Phainon stops plating their meal and blushes, “You weren’t supposed to see it. I thought you uninstalled the app.”

“Is that why you were happy that I did? So you can be sappy about me without me knowing?”

“I just wanted to share how I felt somewhere, okay?”

“You got on me about that years ago. And besides,” Mydei gets up from the couch to wrap his arms around Phainon, “You have me. I’ll listen, as long as it’s not too corny.”

Phainon kisses him on the cheek softly, “I don’t know if I can tell you without being corny, Mydei.”

“Try me.” He challenges.

“I’m just happy you gave me a chance.”

“Why wouldn't I have?”

“Because I’m a redditor.” He jokes.

Mydei pinches his abs and walks back to the living room, “Fuck off.”

“Ow.” Phainon pouts as he rubs his belly, “Come back.”

He plops on to the couch with a grunt, “Hurry up and finish dinner, our show is on.”

Phainon puts the finishing touches on their food and places it in front of Mydei with a smile, “Happy four years, Mydei. I made your favorite, fig stew.”