LASKO'S CRAZY FANBOY

hello redacted fandom i was gone for a century so i return with a humble offering

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❥ Dedicated to Lasko (& Dear) ↳ Submitted by @laskomoore!

Pleaser - Wallows

I'm talking while you're next to me Did I ruin the moment? If I could tell you how I feel Would you know what the words meant? For sake of conversation Could you read the writings on my sleeve? 'Cause that's the best you're gonna get So maybe I had better leave

Now usually, whenever the crew hangs out they play mature games like Smash or Mario Kart; you know, real games of wit and strategy. But tonight, all Freelancer and Huxley had to do was flash their puppy dog eyes and then bam! They're all playing hide and seek... with Huxley, Lasko and Freelancer seeking.

....and Damien finding himself sandwiched between Dear and Gavin in the pitch darkness of an itty bitty closet in Dear and Lasko's house.

Man, he did not come out only be to be stuffed back in here for a kids game. With Gavin, of all people.

He grumbles under his breath, more to Gavin than Lasko's partner since he actually found them in here first. "Did you really have to follow me in here?"

He can feel Gavin shrug from behind him. "I've never really played this game, so I was just following your guidance really." Anyone else would've read the incubus' words as earnest, but even in the darkness, he knows the little shit-stirrer is smirking from here to high heaven.

"Sorry about this," Damien says... his voice almost sheepish as he talks to Dear. "I know I'm... hot." He had been actively trying to keep himself from pressing against them, and you could imagine in a space this cramped it's not exactly an easy task. He has his hands positioned on either side of their head, if he is guessing accurately by their heat signature. Which, unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at the situation), means that his ass is a little stuck out and nestling right into Gavin. It's only pure grace that the man hasn't yet commented on it.

"Ah, so you finally admit it? You know you're hot?" The breaths of Gavin's chuckling tickle the back of Damien's neck, sending a flood of goosebumps all down his body.

"Oh, go fuck yourself, Gavin."

"Only if you watch me."

Damien scoffs, "you should be so lucky." He shakes his head and apologises to Dear again...

They laugh softly, their minty breath tickling his nose. Wow, they're close. "Don't worry about it. It's cozy."

A short laugh leaves Damien, "are you sure that's not just the masochist in you speaking? You're basically in an Easy-Bake oven right now."

"I can handle a little heat, Damien," they say lowly, and it's as if they're teasing him into raising his body temp. That timbre, how close they feel to him as they say this. He's pretty certain that was their nose that just brushed against his own just now. "It's okay."

"Thank you," he murmurs out to them.

Now he's certain they boop his nose with their own.

"I am utterly offended I didn't get one of your sorries, Wild Fire. I do happen to be in the same position too."

"Yeah, well, maybe I don't care if I burn you, how about that?" Damien snaps, very childishly ignoring the fact that Gavin, in fact, is very unlikely to get hurt by anything he could do.

"So, I guess I have permission to do this--" Gavin leans in completely and wraps Damien in a hug, his chin finds his shoulder and he buries his nose in his neck. Damien feels his whole body go stiff immediately. A muffled laugh bathes his neck. "You're heating up already. That was quick. What a raging fire you are--"

Damien rolls his eyes loud enough for Gavin to hear. "I'm just trying to melt you off." He wonders if he's fooling anyone with his words. Maybe Dear, because they can't see the physical manifestation of all this closeness, considering how fucking dark it is in here.

...but even if they couldn't see him, they most definitely could feel the sudden uptick of heat in the closet.

"Maybe I need to raise the heat a tad, hmm? It's gonna take a lot more than this to get rid of me." What did he mean by--? Oh.

Oh.

Gavin presses a kiss to the swoop of the fire elemental's neck where it meets his shoulders, and proceeds to slide his hands under his shirt to feel around the ridges and curves of his bare chest.

"G-Gav, what are you doing? You're gonna get us caught-"

"You're-" kiss "the one-" kiss "whimpering-"

"Idiot. I don't whimper-"

Dear scoffs in the darkness and as if they could see Damien's light glare they cut it shorter than it could've been. A half-scoff, if you will.

"I can't believe you're siding with him."

And call him crazy but Damien can swear he can see them smile. They cup his cheeks and bring him closer to them. "No one will be able to hear your whimpers if I swallow them."

Between the heated nibbles Gavin is giving to his neck, the delicate rubbing of his fingers against his skin that practically leaves sparks in their wake, the smokiness of Dear's voice and the continuously rising temperature of his skin and core... Damien's brain is going all kinds of foggy.

and he finds himself doing the impossible: "ah, please-"

and that's all he needed to say, before Dear takes him by the lips. Their mouths sizzle against each other, warm and hot tongues slide in a frenzied desperation.

Gavin laughs smugly (but softly, of course, since they're still hiding and all) against the shorter man's skin. Damien turns his head to make a wise retort but the words instantly melt into whimpers when Dear aims a good bite to his neck.

slightly nsfw ♡

Hmm, this will definitely be fun.

They gather up their form and notebook and have to restrain from skipping all the way to his class about five minutes earlier than they need to.

As suspected, Lasko is the only one in there, and he's flipping through a textbook. His eyes light up when he sees them as he settles the book back onto the table. "Hi, dear."

"Hey, sweetheart," they smile with a cute tilt of their head as they walk up to him. They wrap their arms around his shoulders, and as the dance the pair always do goes, his arms slide around their waist. "Missed you."

A shy smile tugs at his lips and he rests his forehead against theirs, "missed you too." He takes a deep breath and pulls himself slightly away, "my class is about to start soon, so we should probably stop before this becomes a misconduct case. Besides the peer evaluation is today, so another teacher might be coming in."

Dear makes a big show of looking around the classroom. "I think they're here already."

Lasko blinks hard. "What?" He also glances around the room before turning to his partner. "um... there's nobody here but us."

They grin at him, before patting his chest - their release code, and like clockwork, Lasko lets his arms drop- and step back. "Exactly. I expect to see some impressive work, Professor."

"W-wait, you're reviewing my class?" The colour drains from his face at that.

"Yup."

There's a rhythmic knock on the door before a head peeks out. it's Gavin.

"You don't need to knock-"

"I was just giving you lovebirds a little warning before myself and the rest of the class become voyeurs," a shit-eating grin plays on his lips.

"Har, har, you goof," Dear playfully rolls their eyes at him as he approaches the pair.

"So, what's my special treat for correctly guessing that you two wanted a quickie before class?"

Lasko's jaw drops at that, but Dear is quick to chime in, "actually I'm here to peer review Mr. Moore's class."

Gavin hums, "interesting. So I was wrong then... so when do I expect my punishment?"

The grin on his partner's face lets him know that they aren't gonna say anything remotely innocent so he butts in, "you two need to top-- I mean stop! Stop! We're still at an institution of learning."

Dear holds up their hands, "alright, alright, we'll behave."

"No promises," Gavin singsongs. Dear laughs and nudges his arm, he takes that as his cue and heads over to his seat.

They reach over and fix Lasko's collar, "well, I'll behave anyway." They pat his chest. "Now you best keep your eyes to yourself. You don't wanna get a demerit for oogling, do you?"

"Ugh, you're such a dick." He's basically pouting. Dear steps closer to him, the two bodies are now pressed together, their bodies, and their eyes deliberately drag from his lips to his eyes. Lasko gulps, "a-a cute dick."

"Then looks like me and your friend have something in common, huh?" they playfully poke the fly of his pants before they walk over to the back of the class, and take a seat right next to Gavin.

Lasko speedwalks over, his arms flapping around as he gestures from his partner to one of his closest friends. He looks like a distressed chicken, a cute distressed chicken. "And you t-two are gonna... sit together?"

"Yes?" Dear raises their brow with mock confusion. Now, why wouldn't he want the two gorgeous people he's fucked sitting next to each other in a class where he's forced to be professional?

"Don't worry, we'll try to keep it in our pants, Professor," Gavin gives his most innocent face but there's not denying the devious sparkle in his eyes... and he has the balls to call Freelancer the deviant.

"Oh my God-"

He doesn't have anymore time to protest because the rest of his class starts filing in. He gives his two loved ones another panicked look before moving to the front of the class.

Throughout the class, he makes a deliberate effort to not to look at either Dear or Gavin, which is fine. Dear isn't trying to draw attention to themself and Gavin isn't one for raising his hand to answer questions. So the two of them sit at the back, watching Lasko and sharing gummy bears under the tables.

Dear would be lying if they didn't admit how sexy Lasko is when he's locked in. With his hair tied back, which means nothing covers his beautiful eyes as they scan over the room, giving each of his students ample attention. His sleeves are rolled up, showing his juicy arms veins that he's broadcasting as he waves his arms around to emphasize on different points. Slut. He walks around the class, confident and unwavering. His voice is loud and clear and engaging.

There's a point when he does look over to his beloved, he's still talking about... something. But his eyes are firmly on them. Not breaking, daring. Gavin nudges them, and Dear is the first to pull away. A rare Lasko win.

"No eye fucking in class, it's inappropriate," Gavin hisses jokingly.

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✨Oh Erik Tree✨

I figured him out. it just took a second…

still iffy on the coloringgg. buttt. we’ll be fine.

honestly… I kinda love this lil freak?

like… monster in the closet who’s fallen in love with the person he’s haunting is a trope I didnt know I needed.

he steals their clothes to wear…

and he must think he isnt lovable and can’t show them what he looks like cuz… he doesnt want them to be horrified of him.

and sure he’s probably maybe a murderer…. but that just gives him character. 💜

I would love ya azmi. c’mere.

But here he is: lil freak

For science… 🤔

Edit: WAIT I DIDNT PLAN IT PROPERLY EVERYONE IS HUGE