Beach Filler Episode (OPEN)

[Gildarts]

In the line for the Kissing Booth Gildarts saw a group of giggling girls leave. In front of him was a male. This must've been a partner act, one girl, and one Dust selling their lips for a show. Well, Gildarts was still scathing, and waiting in line was never the prime's forté. When he'd try to burst in, the giant scary looking guy turned toward Gildarts and with his slow, deep-toned voice said:

"No. Cutsies."

Gildarts gulped. There was a finality about his voice that was distinctly... Dark. He didn't want to step on anyone's toes, not to mention this guy who was about seven feet tall, half giant, with muscles of stone. He had a huge beard, going down to his waist, which was a monumental feat of about four-feet long. The giant was only wearing a fur loincloth around his waist. Scattered across the Barbarian's body were the stains upon his flesh signifying scars of battle cut with claymores and various other dings and scratches.

"Oh boy! Me up next!" The giant beast of a man said with giddy pleasure as he stepped through the tent (ducking the entire time) and left a narrow slit behind him so that Gildarts could narrowly see what happened within.

Well, he wasn't a peeping tom, but he was looking forward. And had nearly no choice. Meanwhile Molly hung off Gil's arm like she was trying to do pull ups, "Gilly don't embarrass me! We can still leave!"

"After I waited in this line? Oh, I don't think so. Our chat will be lovely. I'll teach him his first lesson officially: Don't make me an enemy."

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Through the tent, the burly Barbadian, Gladiator-wrestler sauntered. A pink blush forming across his face. "Greetings... Kissing... Master!"

"O-oh," Dust smiled shyly as he sized the guy up. "I'm not the master, but thanks a bunch for sayin-"

The giant pulled out three large gold coins that wouldn't fit in the tip jar and stacked them on the table like rungs on an exercising bar.

"Uh, where were you keeping those?" Dust asked.

"Enough question! Me want smooch." The man puckered his lips through the scruffy curls of his shaggy beard. The giant offered a big eager smile, grinning from ear to ear.

"Sure, sure," this was Dust's first time kissing a guy in this verse, he was a bit nervous, not to mention, the giant was taller than even him! And rather Brutish, but Dust didn't care much to judge a book by its cover. He was sure this guy had a big heart. More sure than he would be sure of anything else that was big about him.

"Pucker de lips!" The man commanded. Then he ruffled up Dust's hair, and planted his list on Dust's. Firm, passionate, yet gentle.

It was the best kiss all day. Almost the best kiss of his life, save the lovely miss Tamsin.

By the end of it, Dust was blushing more than the big guy. "Is dat enough?" The giant said to Dust and pointed at the three hulking gold coins.

"U-uh, m-mhm!" Dust muttered.

"Thank you much for time sir!" The giant grinned through his blushing, beardy cheeks, and bowed out of the room.

"You stay outside," Gil asked in a quiet tone.

Dust was still foggy from bliss and coming back to reality, his eyes mistook the next person entering his tent of solitude was Gildarts. Dust blinked the delusion away and yet Gildarts remained.

"O-oh Gil you're here for a kiss too?" Dust asked still fumbling for words after the giant's gentle press of lips upon his own.