Meltdown
"Order up!" Sunset Shimmer slid the tray of burgers and fries down the ramp into the waiting busboy's hands. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with one latex covered wrist and checked her watch. "Lyra, can you tell your girlfriend I'm taking my fifteen?"
The green girl beside her at the prep-station took a quick look at the ticket carousel which, for the moment, was beautifully empty. "No problem. Enjoy."
"Thank you." The redhead quickly shed her gloves and tossed them into the nearest trash can. She spun, ready to rush to her favorite break spot, and nearly ran head-long into Lyra’s girlfriend.
Who also, for the duration of the summer, was also her manager.
"Going somewhere?" Bon Bon raised an eyebrow.
"Taking my fifteen." She cocked her thumb back at the still empty carousel. "Figured I'd get it out of the way before lunch rush kicks off."
Bon Bon shook her head. "Nothing doing. I need four pizzas in the oven five minutes ago. I want them ready before the rush."
Sunset sighed and looked around. "But I'm on prep today. Isn't Sandalwood supposed to be on pizza?"
"He's running late. Again."
"Of course he is." Sunset doffed her baseball cap emblazoned with the Big Kalua's Water Park logo and wiped her still soaked brow. "Bon Bon, cut me a break here. I'm cooking. Literally and figuratively."
"We're all cooking, Sunset." To illustrate her point, Bon Bon lifted her arms to show that her shirt was already soaked with sweat.
“All the more reason for me to take my fifteen.”
Bon Bon rolled her eyes. "Look, if you do this for me, then I'll give you a whole hour for lunch."
Sunset perked up at once.
Bon Bon recognized the glint in her friend's eyes. "Sunset..." She started in a warning tone.
"Tell you what. Since we're negotiating now, how's this for an offer..."
"We are not negotiating."
"I don't need an hour lunch.” Sunset continued unabated. “But I'd love some swim time today." It was the bane of every water park employee; roasting in the kitchens and forced to watch as everyone else got to cool off in the various pools and lazy rivers. Now that she had the chance to haggle for an hour off to splash around, Sunset wasn't keen on letting it go.
"If you want to leave an hour early, that's no skin off my teeth." Bon Bon glanced at her clipboard. "You just won't get paid for said hour."
"Shame about those pizzas." Sunset slipped her ponytail through the back of her cap and started walking again. "See you in fifteen."
"Ugh! Fine! You can leave an hour early, but I'm only paying you for fifteen minutes of that hour."
Sunset stopped and looked back. "Thirty."
"Don't push your luck, Shimmer!" Bon Bon looked at her watch and groaned in defeat. "Fine. Done. Thirty. Go. Pizzas. Now." She walked away while making shooing motions with her hands.
"Yes ma'am." Sunset offered a mock salute as she started towards the pizza oven. On the way, she passed the flat-top grill; its surface covered in sizzling burger patties getting pre-cooked for the now rapidly approaching lunch rush. The fry cook flipped a couple before using his sleeve to clear his eyes of sweat. The heat lamps in Sunset's area made it extra hot, but over here? The heat was very nearly unbearable. Feeling sorry for the greasy spoon, she gave him a friendly swat on the butt and a kiss on the cheek. "How are things going back here?"
Flash Sentry looked at his girlfriend and offered a weak smile. His blue locks were pasted to his forehead and his eyes were slightly glazed, "I'm fine."
"The hell you are." Sunset pulled her water bottle from the holster on her hip and handed it to him. "Hydrate or die."
"I think at this point I'd rather die." He still took the bottle with a thankful nod and poured some of the lukewarm liquid down his throat. "Whose idea was this again?"
"Yours." She smacked the back of his head playfully and took the bottle back to take her own sip. "I recall you saying that it was more cost effective to get jobs here than it would be to pay for the summer passes."
"I'm weak." He sighed dramatically. "The pull to see you in a swimsuit was just too strong."
She laughed and kissed his sweaty cheek. "Baby, you see me in a lot less than that all the time."
"Fair point." He used his spatula to flip a burger. "But there's something about you in wet nylon that just really gets my engine going."
"Then you'll be happy to know that I've just arranged it that I get off an hour early today." She took one last swig and returned the bottle to her belt once again. "My suit's in the car. I'll run out, change, take a dip, and make sure to parade around outside just for you."
"You tease." He muttered.
"You love it."
"I do." He swayed slightly and blinked his eyes rapidly. "I'm also very light headed all of a sudden."
Sunset grabbed his shoulders and peered into his face. "You need a break." She craned her neck around and spied a passing Microchip. "Chip, would you mind watching these for a few? Flash is about to face plant in the grease."
"Can't have that now, can we?" The bespectacled nerd chuckled as he snatched the spatula from the woozy young man's hands.
"I do enjoy his face the way it is, yes." She started guiding Flash away from the grill and cast a thankful look back. "I owe you one."
He waved her off and set to work flipping patties.
"He's sweet. I should really set him up with one of the girls these days."
"Mwah bummma ha?" Flash murmured, his feet unsteady as he was pushed along.
"Easy, big guy. Getting you someplace cool." She led him quickly to her favorite hiding spot; the walk-in cooler. She used one hand to hold her boyfriend steady while the other grabbed the handle and yanked the heavy metal door open. Blessedly cool fog floated out, and the pair of teens allowed themselves to be drawn into the delicious darkness. The overhead lights kicked on automatically to reveal the cooler's contents; boxes of pre-packaged foods and drinks, pre-made burger patties pulled from the nearby deep freezer to defrost, and various other food-stuffs ready to be snatched out and prepared at a moment's notice. The smell in the air was a mix of artificial coolant and the stale smell of frozen food. She sat him down on a box of lettuce and leaned him back against the wall where he practically melted against the cold metal and sighed in relief, filling his lungs with the chilled air. She smiled at the look of bliss on his face. "Better?"
"Much."
She pulled the water bottle free from her hip and pressed it into his hand. "I've gotta go get these pizzas in the oven. I'll be back to check on you in a few." She shook the bottle to check how much water was left before leaving it in his grasp. "With some lemonade."
"My angel..." He breathed peacefully.
She smiled, kissed him lightly on the lips, and then turned to leave the cooler. She snatched a nearby bag of pepperoni and carried it with her as she departed the cooler, kicking it closed with her foot. She hurried to the pizza area in the very back of the kitchen, popped open the small freezer next to the oven, and laid out the ingredients.
As she set to work assembling the four pies, her thoughts began to wander back to the past few months and the young man in the cooler she'd spent them in the company of. That heated encounter in the thunderstorm had been the last surrender for them. They knew that after that they could no longer pretend that they didn't feel for each other the way that they did. There'd been good natured ribbing from their friends of course. She'd lost count at how many times she'd heard some variation of 'well, it's about time' the first few times she and Flash had arrived at a friendly gathering while holding one another's hand. It didn't matter to them, though. They were happy, and that was all that counted. They did the all the standard boyfriend/girlfriend stuff, of course. but she was never happier than when they were just hanging out at her apartment, lying down together to watch a movie or listen to some new album he'd found.
Or having sex. They had lots of sex.
Sunset felt herself getting hotter as she finished spreading the cheese and set to work laying out the pepperoni. One thing that hadn't changed during their extended hiatus was their dynamite chemistry in the sack. It was a rare day that didn't begin with one of them being awakened by some sordid activity under the covers or end with one joining the other for their evening shower. They were addicted to one another's feel, their taste, the very smell of their skin. It was like they had batteries inside that could only be recharged by the delicious friction their bodies made.
Sunset bit her lip and unconsciously rubbed her thighs together. She could feel a hot wetness growing between her legs that had nothing to do with the ambient heat in the air. She and Flash had both slept through their morning alarms, so there hadn't been time for their usual pre-work quickie in the bum-rush to make it to work on time. A shame, since his morning wood had been nice and nestled between her legs when they'd finally stirred. Would it have been so bad if she'd just reached down and made the slightest adjustment? Surely a lazy sideways screw would've been worth being five minutes late...
Her breath caught in her throat and she shook her head to clear her thoughts. No sense in getting herself all turned on now. True, a trip down the lazy river would likely subside her desires for the time being, but that wasn't until later in the afternoon. If she didn't stop thinking about her boyfriend's hardness soon, she would likely have to sneak off to the tiny bathroom to rub one out.
Or the cooler...
...the cooler where her boyfriend was currently sitting all alone...
Sunset laughed to herself at the very idea. So she was a little horny. She wasn't some sex-crazed nympho so hard up for Flash's dick that she'd just jump him at work like that. That was silly. No, she was totally in control. She could make it through the day. Then she'd take a dip, show off her suit for Flash, tease him into a frenzy, and then let him fuck the daylights out of her back home. No problem. She placed the last pepperoni and looked down at her handiwork.
Instead of the normal pattern of circles, she'd subconsciously placed the pepperoni in the perfect outline of a large penis and testicles.
With something between a moan and a grunt, she shoved the pizzas into the oven, slammed it shut, and hurried back towards the cooler. "Pizzas are in!"
"Thank you!" Bon Bon called from the front.
"Anytime." Sunset whispered as she reached her destination. She flung the cooler door open, stepped inside, and pulled it closed behind her in one easy movement. She spun and found Flash right where she'd left him, sitting against the wall with a blissful smile on his face. The cool had apparently done its work. He looked much better already.
He opened his eyes, and his smile widened when he saw her. "Hey. Did you bring the lemonade?"
Sunset practically growled as she crossed the space between them and pounced, mashing her burning face against his much cooler one. Getting over his initial shock quickly, Flash met her lips with equal fervor, eagerly pulling her into his lap. She moaned into his mouth as she ground herself into his crotch, her arms entangling themselves around his neck and pulling him tighter against her. His tongue slipped into her open lips and soon their kiss was that much deeper, that much wetter.
He was chilled from the cooler; she was burning from the kitchen. They writhed against one another, hands groping and caressing with wanton abandon.
They broke apart for breath, and Sunset used the moment to reach up and fling his cap away. Grabbing a firm hold of his still damp blue hair, she yanked his face down to her neck and started nibbling on his ear. Flash obediently started kissing and licking her neck, loving how her hips responded to his ministrations by starting to dry hump him in earnest. Her skin tasted salty with sweat, and he lapped at it eagerly.
As much as she loved Flash playing with her neck, a pulse from below demanded immediate attention. Sunset forced herself to pull her boyfriend's face from her throat and again kissed him. She felt his hands trail down her back to her jeans-clad ass and grab fistfuls of the denim bound flesh he found there. She broke the kiss and pressed her burning forehead against his cold one, wanting to wallow and savor in the clash in temperature. "Can you stand up?" She panted.
"I think I can manage." He nodded quickly.
Sunset stood and hurriedly reached down to undo the snap of her jeans. Flash followed suit, and soon the lust-struck pair yanked their pants down to their knees in perfect sync. Sunset gave his lips a peck before turning and bending at the waist, grabbing a freezer rack for support. The cold air felt amazing on her bare skin, but it did little to quell the heat inside her. "Hurry." She urged him, wiggling her hips in obvious need.
Flash wasted no time in stepping behind her, grabbing one hip in his palm, and using his free hand to guide his manhood home. He gasped at the wet heat as he sank inside. She was soaked, her core practically molten. She pushed back against him until her cheeks were pressed against his crotch, taking every inch of him effortlessly. "I think you needed this..." He told her, getting a good grip on her hips.
"Just shut up and fuck me." She growled. "We don't have much time."
"Don't have to tell me twice." He withdrew only slightly before casting himself deep once again. He thrust his cock into her at a rapid pace, and soon the cooler was filled with a familiar wet plap plap plap sound.
Sunset moaned as she was taken, her urges finally being satisfied. The metal was cold in her grasp, but she held on tight. The mix of temperatures on her skin was adding a whole new level to her arousal, making her realize she might have a new kink she hadn't considered before. Her breath came out in steaming gasps, clouds that seemed to create a tactile visual to the passion she felt. She pushed back to meet his thrusts, and cried out when he struck a special spot in love canal. "More?" She almost whined.
His response was to reach out and grab the ponytail hanging from the back of her cap and pull.
As her neck was forcefully craned back, Sunset let out a choked cry and tightened her grip on the shelving. She felt her breasts bounce free of their cotton confines from the intensity of the pounding she was taking. As her peak approached, she tried to say something, some vocalization that would tell him how close she was. Try as she might, the most she could muster was a steady and escalating parade of "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"
Flash's head swam, whether from the exertion of his actions or the still threatening heat stroke he could not say. He released his grip on Sunset's hair and grabbed an ironclad grip on her hips to throw every bit of strength he had left into driving himself to the finish. "I...I..." But it was just too much. He swooned and stumbled backwards, his dick suddenly cast away from its hot shelter and back into the unforgiving chill of the cooler. "I need to sit down..." He told her as his knees buckled.
Robbed at the very edge of her orgasm, Sunset pushed aside her frustration and turned to catch her man before he fell down. She guided his body so that he once again landed on the lettuce box that had become a seat. "Are you alright?" She panted.
"I... Uh... I mean... yeah..." He shook his head and blinked rapidly. "I'm good."
Sunset stepped out of her jeans (her sneakers staying behind with them) before reaching down to grab her water bottle from where Flash had dropped it during her initial assault. "Tilt your head back."
Flash obeyed, his mouth falling open.
Sunset uncapped the bottle and tipped the water inside down her boyfriend's throat. She watched his Adam’s apple rise and fall as he gratefully swallowed the chilly liquid, and despite herself looked down to confirm that his cock was still hard. "Are... are you okay?" She asked as the flow lessened to a trickle.
Flash swallowed the last of the water and took a deep, cooling breath. "I said I'm fine."
"No, I mean are you..." She gestured at his length. "Okay?"
Flash chuckled as he admired his girlfriend's body, now bare bottomed save for her socks. In answer, he simply patted his knee.
Sunset grinned as she straddled him, reaching down to guide his hardness in once more. With her pants now fully gone, she felt new levels of exposure as she started riding. She felt his hands again encircle her and grab tight on her ass, and she squealed when he pulled her down further another inch. "How close are you?"
"Pretty close." He grunted as her hips swiveled in his grasp. One hand released the cheek it was holding and slid up her sweat-soaked shirt to fondle one loose breast. "You?"
"Just about there." She moaned at his touch. "Mind if I...?"
"Do it." He looked into her eyes with equal amounts of steely determination and heartfelt love. "Fuck me."
With no further words of encouragement needed, Sunset let loose and began bouncing with wild abandon. The cold air she sucked in with each breath both burned and soothed in equal measure. She stared into Flash's eyes and loved as he grappled and groped at her, surely leaving bruises as he clung to her for dear life. She saw him grit his teeth and gasp as he came before her, felt a new warmth pulsing within, but did not stop for an instant. The pleasure built inside her like a tidal wave, ready to fall and crush all within its wake. Her hips burned from the exertion. She felt, she imagined, just as lightheaded as Flash. Her mouth hung open, the steam of her breath mixing and rising with the fog from Flash's.
Finally, just when she thought she wouldn't have the strength, the wave broke and she finally came. She cried out and pulled Flash's face to her chest as her muscles seized, her back arched, and her head fell back. Her cap fell to the floor, right next to her twitching toes.
She slumped against her boyfriend when her orgasm finally subsided. She tried to catch her breath, but tiny cum aftershocks continued to pulse as she wound her way down. When she finally found the strength, she managed to push herself up and push her bangs away from her forehead. She smiled at the dopey, pleased look that Flash always seemed to wear after a tryst. "Well?"
"I..." His voice hitched, and he swallowed hard. "I think someone likes the cold."
She giggled and nuzzled his chin. "Someone thinks you might be right."
"Oh, ice play is a ton of fun. Bonnie loves it."
The lovers turned in shock to find Lyra standing in the open entrance to the cooler, her arms folded and a smirk on her face.
Sunset forced a non-chalant smile, one she'd wear if she didn't still have her boyfriend's softening penis still inside her. "Is my break over?"
"You're good, Sunset." Lyra shook her head and held up the bag of pepperoni. "You left these back by the oven. I literally just walked in at the end." Her smirk grew wider. "Hot ending, though." Her eyes cut to the box Flash was sitting on. "Probably gonna have to toss that lettuce."
"You, uh, aren't going to tell Bon Bon about this, right?" Flash offered with a hopeful note.
Lyra sighed as she tossed the pepperoni back on its shelf. "You two just get cleaned up and back out here before the boss comes looking. The rush is about to start." She turned and started out of the cooler, but the angry shriek of her kitchen manager girlfriend froze her, and the still entwined lovers, still in their place.
"OH MY GOD! WHO THE FUCK PUT A PENIS ON THE PIZZA?!"