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Espresso sat fatigued at the dining table that evening - his face wore a cold and uninterested expression, worn dull from the tiring events of his mentally taxing day.
Across from him was, unfortunately, Madeleine, chattering away annoyingly, mostly to himself - about himself.
It seemed, Espresso thought, that his mouth was constantly open, dribbling a whole load of nonsense as though he was talking for the sake of talking and nothing more - each topic he brought up ended up being even more trivial than the last.
Waiting (with whatever patience he had remaining) for his coffee to cool down to a suitable drinking temperature, he attempted to block out the latter’s yammering from his head - by this point, his babbling had become nothing but background noise for his counterpart to filter out.
A smug grin was shamelessly plastered upon the irritatingly perfect yet ridiculously punchable Madeleine’s face.
Espresso peered up at him over the rim of his coffee mug, and with a sigh of defeat, looked the annoyingly audacious man up and down before coming to some sort of silent mental conclusion with himself, allowing the legs of his chair to scrape across the floor, sliding out of his seat and rising to tower over Madeleine.
Stunned silent, Madeleine inhaled sharply in preparation for protest, but before he could utter a word, Espresso had already made his way to the fridge behind him, delving into the designated top shelves and retrieving a single vegetable.
An individual knob of ginger - the thick, beige lump in Espresso’s grasp causing his eyes to widen as the realisation finally washed over him.
“...I'm quite certain you know what happens next,” Espresso claimed, his tone taking on a low growl, a slight yet notable indirect reminder to Madeleine to know his place.
Madeleine held back a gasp and practically melted into a kneel, pathetically submitting to him without a trace of hesitation, except from the few whimpers he let out once the ginger root was slowly but firmly pushed up his anus, the burning sensation tickling the walls of his bumhole.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! THAT BURNS!” Omega Madeleine screamed and then he squirted everywhere.
Espresso then yanked the ginger out his bum bum and ate it.
The end