Bonbon Booty Call

“Okay, so they have a warning inside the box for a reason,” Harley repeated, tucking the box of aphrodisiac chocolates into a bag and handing it over the counter to Ari. “I tried out a box half this size when we first got them in and… Let’s just say Holland couldn’t come in for three days.” Her eyes flickered towards the back of the shop, where rustling sounds could be heard as the other Lust bun helped another customer.

Ari chuckled, taking the bag and nodding to her with playful solemnity. “I’ll tell him, I promise.” 

The weather was gorgeous today, and his destination wasn’t far, so Ari decided to walk. Soon enough, he arrived at the tailor shop he was looking for. He pushed the door open, bell jingling daintily above him as he entered. 

“I’ll be right with you!” A familiar voice called. Ari looked around and saw where Feleli was, threaded needle in hand as he bent over a complicated looking garment. He glanced up as Ari approached, and smiled. “Oh? What a pleasant surprise.” 

“Hey Feleli, it’s been awhile.” He looked around at the whirlwind of fabrics scattered all over the store. “Matentines is almost over. Is it still busy season for you?”

“This is the busiest part of the season!” Feleli exclaimed, looking almost affronted at Ari’s complete lack of knowledge for the fashion industry. “You don’t think there are buns out there scrambling to find somebody to mate with last minute?” He sat up straighter, sighing in relief as his back cracked in several places. “Not everybody is as lucky as you and me, you know.” Feleli looked up at Ari and winked. “Or as pretty.” 

Ari laughed. “Yeah, that makes sense. I guess it was good timing on my part, huh?” He held out the bag he’d gotten at Harlequin Romance. “I was thinking about you the other day and wanted to bring you a little something.” 

“Thinking about me?” Feleli raised an eyebrow coyly. “And what was I doing in your ‘thoughts’, Ari?” 

“Whimpering, mostly.”

Feleli practically squawked, obviously not expecting such a quick answer. 

“I’m joking, Feleli. You technically aren’t my type, remember?” Ari shook the bag a little in front of the other bun’s face. “Take this, I’m tired of holding it.” 

Feleli laughed softly, a bit embarrassed, but took the bag. He pulled out the box and opened it up, revealing ten fairly anatomically correct penis chocolates, complete with the curve of tiny balls. Feleloi laughed again, much louder this time. “Okay, these are great. I’m not surprised -” A phone started ringing from further in the shop, and Feleli glanced up at the clock on the wall. “Shit, I have to get that. Sorry, I don’t really have any more time to chat.” He untangled himself from the pile of fabric he was swimming in and headed towards the phone demanding his attention. “Thanks for stopping by, Ari, and thank you for the gift!” He disappeared into a back room.

Ari glanced down at the abandoned box of chocolates, pausing as he considered staying, then shrugged. Harley had said there was a note in the box, right? Feleli will be fine. He knows how to do what he’s told ~ 

~~~ 

Ari sighed, rescuing Fjord from the strappy heels he’d somehow gotten himself tangled up in. “How did you even survive out in the wild?” he muttered, holding up the Harpup to look it in the eyes. He climbed onto his bed, setting Fjord gently on the blankets just as his phone started ringing. 

“Hello?”

A familiar voice answered him, so loud that Ari held the phone an arm’s length away. “I HATE YOU!” 

When it seemed safe, Ari put the phone back to his ear. “Hello to you too, tentacles.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me the chocolates you gave me were aphrodisiacs?” 

“I didn’t have a chance, Feleli, you got a call and shooed me out. I figured you’d see the note and be normal about it.” 

“What note? You didn’t give me any - “ 

“In the box. At least, Harley said there would be.” 

There was a rustling sound, and then silence. “Oh.” 

“How many of them did you eat, Feleli.” 

He hesitated, and Ari could basically see the face he would be making. “Eight.” 

“Eight?” Ari remembered Harley mentioning how strongly five of the same chocolates had affected her. “How are you even talking to me right now?” 

“I wish I wasn’t!” 

Ari couldn’t resist being amused by how frustrated Feleli was, and could imagine what the other bun wished he was doing. “If only you had somebody there to help you out ~” 

“I hate you,” Feleli repeated. “I don’t even think your tongue could do anything for me right now.” 

“Excuse you, my tongue can do a lot.” Ari scoffed, but took pity on Feleli. He put his phone on speaker and kept talking as he pulled up his contacts. “Are you still at the store?” 

There was a pause on the other end. “Are you getting Rei to come over???” His voice was a bit higher pitched than normal, whether from surprise or anticipation. 

“Naw, he’s working right away. Anyways, do you seriously think he’s the only top I have in my pocket?” Ari clicked into a contact and sent them a text. “I’ve got a dick for every occasion, Feleli.”

“Uh huh. Little social Sweetinea, or whatever the saying is, aren’t you.”

A notification; a confirmation. “He’ll be at the shop in twenty or so. You’re welcome ~ “

Ari looked up from his phone to see Fjord struggling to get out of a pillow case. “Can you not be chill for like ten minutes?”

~~~

The next morning before his shift, Ari was taken aback when one of his coworkers pointed out a bouquet of flowers in the break room. There was a card next to the impromptu vase they’d been put into, with his name on it. 

Ari, it started. Thank you for helping me yesterday (even though you caused the problem, jerk). Please send a thank you to - There was a name, crossed out and replaced with another that was also crossed out and had a large question mark beside it - for me (I’m not sure I actually got his name tbh). Also… Tell me what brand those chocolates were. - Feleli

Ari laughed, leaning down to sniff the flowers before tucking the note into his bag. He sent a quick text to Feleli that had the name and price of the box of chocolates, as well as a < Do you still hate me? > He waited a minute to see if he’d get a response, but wasn’t particularly surprised that none came. He shook his head, amused, and tucked his phone away, ready for his shift.