Lance unlocked the door of the small coffee shop, it smelled like piss. No, that was him, actually. He flipped the sign in the window that read "open." He sat his cheeks down behind the counter, except there was no seat, so he sat on the floor.
Soon, Lance pants heard a jingle at the door and shot up with his daddy long legs.
There stood mr sexy himself. His lips were plump and his hair was as fluffy as a cloud on a nice spring day, and the only thing more defined then his jawline was his abs. But Lance wasn't attracted to him, because that's gay.
"Welcome to The Swirl." Greeted Lance as he wiped the counter with his cum rag. "Hey." Said the hunky stranger with a gruff voice. He swaggered up the counter, and leaned across it, his face three inches away from Lance's.
"Can I get a water." The stranger huffed. "Eat a dick." Lance chortled. "What?" The stranger said, only mildly taken a back. "Sorry that's my self diagnosed Tourette's. Butt munch." The stranger nodded, respecting his disability. "And no you can't get any water, I accidentally pissed in it while I was high as a kite last night." The stranger nodded to this as well. Lance slapped himself in the face. "YO THATS WHY IT SMELLS LIKE PISS."
The stranger nodded. "It indeed smells like piss." Lance nodded with agree. "I... I need a job." The stranger said slowly removing his suspiciously stained gray hoodie. "You look like Eddie Brock from that ass Venom movie." Lance remarked. "I'm Tom Hardy's cousin." Cum Stain said. "She sounds nice. Can you cat sit?"
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Kitties and Titties (A Klance Fanfic)
Ficción HistóricaIn this Klance AU, Lance lives in the peaceful town of Ann Arbor Michigan. He owns a local coffee shop, and is a proud cat/plant dad! But when mysterious and handsome Keith Kogane waltz's in through the shops doors, his life is forever changed! Find...
