Warning: strong language..
Summary: Hangman’s hatred for you seems to waver as he watches you eat your popsicle and he wants nothing more than to replace the popsicle with something else.
Hangman wanted to rip his hair out. He was currently doing his damn best to concentrate on the game, but he was failing miserably.
You were sitting at the picnic table with Penny, popsicle in mouth, taking a short break from playing football with the rest of the TopGun class.
What you didn’t realize was that you were distracting a certain blonde classmate with every slow lick and soft suck as you enjoyed your snack.
Hangman grew more frustrated as he felt his dick twitch watching your tongue sneak out and lick the popsicle in your hand. God, you were torturing him, and you didn’t even know it.
He was eventually forced to take cover in the water when he realized he had developed a raging hard on. The tent in his shorts was obvious so he had to sit in the water through the torture until his cock stopped betraying him.
You and Hangman weren’t exactly friends. You two had almost ripped each other’s heads off during the last dog fight against Maverick. The dickhead had left his wingman post which had left you wide open for Maverick to get missile lock.
Hangman thought he hated you, but he was obviously wrong because his body was betraying him now. He guessed that hatred must have sparked a bit of passion in him for you because all he could think about now was replacing the popsicle in your mouth with his dick.
Honestly, all your shirtless classmates were distracting. Though, you hated to admit, Hangman had one of best set of abs from the group. You couldn’t ignore the fact that Lt. Seresin was hot; you had eyes. His soft green eyes were a stark contrast to his sharp tongue that would lash out with harsh criticisms.
So, finding him attractive was pointless; you two couldn’t be in the same room without an argument breaking out. Hangman hated you for being the first pilot to reach moch 10 and he made it his personally mission to prove himself the superior pilot.
But damn, the beach sun did a good job corroding away your hatred as it defined and almost caressed Hangman’s muscles. When your traitorous thoughts had become too much, you decided to take a small break and sit with Penny. Penny had offered you the popsicle and you couldn’t say no the refreshing snack. You ate and conversed with Penny all the while trying to banish your thoughts of Hangman.
You didn’t notice the smirk on Penny’s lips. Penny had seen how the blond pilot watched you eat your popsicle from the start. It wasn’t surprising he was the first to notice, Hangman liked to keep tabs on your location at all times. Something you hadn’t noticed but the older and wiser bar tender knew better.
The blonde fighter pilot had looked completely entranced watching you and he had dropped every single pass after that until he finally submerged himself into the ocean.
She now watched the volatile blonde exit the water and stomp his way to you. “Men are just too easy sometimes,” Penny thought. Penny excused herself quickly to go “restock her bar.”
The blonde pilot had seen the moment some of TopGun class finally took notice of you eating your snack. The flash of anger that spiked in him and the sudden rush of possessiveness was enough to rid him of his boner and he exited the water quickly, making a bee line to you.
“Can you fucking finish eating your popsicle already,” Hangman said through clenched teeth. You jump, surprised that you hadn’t seen the angry blond approach you. You noticed his hands were clenching the picnic table hard enough for his knuckles to go white.
“uh…sorry, I guess,” you furrowed your brows not really understanding why the blonde was mad this time. You had to take the popsicle to speak and but quickly plopped it back in.
Hangman’s eyes traced your lips around the popsicle. You saw his green eyes melt into pits of an emotion you thought looked a lot like lust when a small drop leaked from the popsicle and trailed down your chin.
But it couldn’t be lust because you two hated each other.
“You’re too fucking oblivious,” Seresin seethed. His cock ached longingly. He knew he was in trouble. It seemed like the more he thought of rude things to say to you, the more he wanted to throw you onto the table and have his way with you, right there, on the beach, in front of everybody.
A tempting thought. Surely that would get the fuckers to stop watching you eat your popsicle.
“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes. You pulled the popsicle out of your mouth and swirled it over your lips with the intention of licking the stickiness off them. You thought it would disgust Hangman enough to leave you alone.
Instead, you watched his pupils dilate exponentially.
Before you had time to react, he had pulled your chin towards him. He held your gaze for second before he leaned in and swiped his tongue over your lips, getting rid of the stickiness for you.
You gasped, your mouth forming a perfect “O’ in surprise. You were more surprised by the small flash of adoration you had seen in Hangman’s eyes before he had assaulted your mouth. You felt goosebumps rise all over your body as an electric current flowed down your spine. There was no way you should have liked Hangman’s touch that much.
“Keep it up darling, and you’ll have a much bigger popsicle in that pretty mouth of yours,” Seresin breathed before walking back toward the water.
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