Page 25 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

Galent brushed his hands off on his pants, following behind. “I guess you know where to go now.”

“I’m getting some food,” Pinks grumbled. “And you’re paying.”

“Sure.”

“I’ll get anything I want.”

Galent checked his wallet. “Sure.”

How could he be so flippant about how much money Pinks made him spend? Pinks frowned, grabbing a random box of croissants and putting it in the cart.

“Mmm, croissants. Good choice.” Galent licked his lips. And heput a second box into the cart.“We should get some peanut butter for the croissants, too. There wasn’t any in the kitchen.”

“Peanut butter? In yourcroissant?” Pinks spluttered.

Galent stared at him. “Do you not eat peanut butter with your croissants? You’ve been missing out.”

Pinks shook his head. “I’m afraid to find out what other kinds of weird food you make.”

The giant grinned. “I’ll show you.”

“I’ll try to be excited,” Pinks said dryly.

He pushed the cart down the aisles faster than he would have liked. But the fact was that the longer they stayed out, the more chances they had of being attacked.

He scanned the produce section, grabbing extras of the things he planned on feeding Zarrie—meat, vegetables, fruits. All the things they’d run out of back at the safehouse.

“Why wasn’t there any fresh food in the kitchen?” Galent asked, his voice almost a growl. “Don’t Mav and the rest bring you food?”

Pinks squirmed. “We ate the last of it today. I was trying to stretch it out; I feel bad asking them for food all the time. It’s not like I’m paying for any of it.”

Galent narrowed his eyes. Then he straightened his shoulders and puffed out his chest. “Their loss. I’m buying you food. And whatever else you want.”

“Even a new phone?”

“Even a new phone,” Galent said. “And underwear. Nice cute panties.”

“We’re not at that stage yet,” Pinks spluttered, his insides growing warm.

“Yet.” Galent grinned. “But at some point I’ll hold you down and put my big, thic—”

Pinks smacked his hand over Galent’s mouth, flushing when a couple stopped talking next to them. The young Asian lady stared at them with wide eyes. The older man with her huffed, turning back to the ice cream.

“Are you going to put peas in my ice cream again?” the man said to the lady.

“Only when you’re not looking,” she replied. “But this time I’ll wait for your ice cream to melt, and stuff them all the way inside.”

“Why’ssheallowed to make sex jokes?” Galent asked, his breath hot and damp against Pinks’ palm.

“She’s not making the jokes at me,” Pinks grumbled, pulling his hand off Galent’s face before the giant decided to lick him.

Galent looked Pinks in the eye and slipped his tongue out of his mouth, its flat, pink shape growing longer, thicker, pointed at the tip. Histonguewas bigger than Pinks’ cock.

Heat jolted between Pinks’ legs.

“I can do that with other parts of my body,” Galent said casually as they continued down the aisle. “Take parts of my other shape and merge them with my human shape.”

Pinks wasnotthinking about how that affected Galent’s cock.

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