Lemosby Fluff

Crosby had a secret he wished to tell nobody: he was in love with Lemieux. Just the thought of Mario's plump, meaty, blood-red lips colliding with his younger, pinker, softer, cushy lips made him drool with lust.
Yet another fantasy popped into his mind. This time, it was about the two making out, again. Sid craved another thing from Mario's mouth, and this heated daydream fulfilled it.
Drool.
He wanted those thick, gooey, slimy strands of drool to be exchanged between their mouths. He waited until the time was right, where he could clearly be seen struggling to keep all of that warm, sloppy mouth-goo in. Oh, and he thought of everything. Mario's muscular, manly tongue, the audible smacking of lips and moaning of the expressions of long-hidden want.
It was now that Sid opened his eyes because he felt like he was being watched. Suprise suprise, there he was, all alone, just him and Mario. What no better way than to...
"Sid, I am worried about you-"
Crosby snatched up Mario right then and there, matching his lips with his. They felt exactly like what he predicted: plump and meaty. To that, Mario replied with his eyes closing in need. The sounds that followed fit into each other like a puzzle.
"*groan* Mmmm, oh, Mario!""How'd you know I wanted this, Sid? *moan*"
This saliva exchange went on for a solid minute until, again, that feeling struck.
"I, um, don't think we should go on any further right now."
"Wh- why?" Sid whimpered.
"It's not you, it's just, I don't want to take this any more than it is now."
"Why's that?"
"Sid, I'm getting a little too... excited."
Mario glanced down at his crotch, a bulge beginning to tent.
"W- wow. That much?"
"Yep. You see, I-" He lowered his voice to a whisper.
"Love you."Sid was then struck with disbelief. Were his ears decieving him? Did Mario seriously love him back? No, he couldn't, could he?
Mario clarified this feeling of deception by hugging Sid, and using his tongue to draw their mouths into a sloppy, gooey French kiss.
"I, mm, love you too, d-d-d"
"Go on, say it. I know you want to."
"Daddy."
"Love you too, son."

Notes

My OTP.
Yes, I said it.