I think the results are clear, the people want Pt2, so Pt2 they will have.
"Dude, you gotta relax." Huxley said, looking at Damien's grip on the wooden spoon. The spoon had burn marks on it from Damien's hand.
"Yeah, Wildfire. The sexual tension is almost nauseating." Gavin teases. You can almost see a little devil tail wagging slowly as the words slide out, smooth as velvet.
"The WHAT??" Damien's face goes bright red.
Freelancer and Lasko giggle to themselves like high school girls.
Suddenly, Lasko's phone gets a ping.
Lasko checks his phone to see what it was.
["I'm here. Mind opening the door for me, Lasky baby? 😘"]
Without even a moment of hesitation, Lasko rushes to the door and opens it.
Dear stood just outside the door, sexy as always. Lasko was immediately shaking. God, why do they have to be so beautiful???
"Hey Lasky. You gonna stare at me all night, or can I come in?" Dear teases.
Lasko swallows hard and moves aside, taking Dear's coat and putting it on the coat hanger next to the door before following behind.
Dear saunters over to the rest of the crew.
"I feel like Dear and Gav are constantly in a competition to see who can break you first." Freelancer whispers to Lasko once he sits back down on the couch.
"Haah..." And Lasko's gone.
"Hey! You made it!" Huxley puts Gavin down on the couch and rushes over to Dear, lifting them up in a hug.
"Well, I'm happy to see you too, Hux." Dear chuckles a bit, wrapping their arms around his neck.
Huxley puts down Dear, laughing a bit.
Damien takes a deep breath and just goes back to the kitchen. He's not ready to deal with this shit emotionally right now.
"I think it's better we stay out of the kitchen this time." Freelancer says, and they collectively agree that that's probably a good idea, even if just for the sake of Damien's blood pressure and sanity.
They all kinda settle back into normal chatting, then Dear and Gavin get an absolutely delicious idea.
"In front of all of them though? Devious, absolutely devious, Gav. And I love it." Dear smirks.
"We know he'd probably like that." Gavin looks to Lasko, then back at Dear.
"Yes he would, the freak he is." Dear rolls their eyes with a little bit of evil tucked within.
Lasko approaches. "H-Hey! Huxley's gonna set up Mario Kart, do you guys wanna play?"
Dear and Gavin look at each other, then back at Lasko.
"Mhh, no. Are you gonna play?" Dear says, holding his hand gently.
"Uhmm- Uhh- I- Pr- Probably not, I'll w-watch though."
"Wanna sit between us?" Gavin asks, undoing the bun in his hair. (GAV WITH LONG HAIR IS CANON TRUST ME BRO)
"Y-Yeah, sure." Lasko sits down between them, feeling the warmth of both their bodies.
Gavin puts an arm around his shoulder, and Dear puts a hand on Lasko's lap, stroking up and down his thigh.
Lasko is already going red, and they've barely started on their master plan.
"Laskyyy~" Dear whines teasingly.
"Y-Yes?" Lasko nods, almost whimpering the word out.
Dear turns Lasko's face a bit so he looks at them, then kisses them. Lasko whimpers, and it started as a little kiss, then gets a bit more fun with Dear's tongue trying to get into Lasko's mouth.
"Save some for me, Lasko." Gavin teases as Lasko's brain is more fried that Popeye's chicken.
Dear pulls away and Gavin kisses Lasko instead.
Freelancer and Huxley notice this (now and not earlier somehow) and just kinda watch this go down.
Freelancer thinks its funny, Huxley's brain is slowly putting the puzzle pieces together.
Gavin eventually pulls away, then Lasko is left flushed, trynna catch his breath, and so fucking happy.
Gavin and Dear laugh at Lasko's face and high five.
