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Artist: @ludomoose
Recipient: @jackaboop
Pairing: Dan Avidan/Arin Hanson
Warnings: Small amount of blood
Caption:Â Sir Daniel Sexbang rescuing Arin the amateur adventurer. Arin is immediately in love.
Author:Â @sailorbryant
Recipient: @a-d-a-a-r
Pairing: Egobang
Warnings: Nearly Factual Star Trek Information
Title: RedShirts
Summary: Star Trek AU. Next gen-era. Joining Starfleet hasnât really been the non-stop action-packed adventure that Arin had been led to believe, but at least heâs got a buddy - and unlimited access to some ancient video games - to keep him sane.Â
Word Count:Â 2600
Joining Starfleet had to have been the worst god damn decision of Arinâs life.
âMy neck is still killing me," he wined, collapsing down on his bunk. He stared up at the blinding white ceiling above him once again wishing he was a high enough rank so that he could have a small port head window in their quarters. It would be nice to stare at something besides the blinding white of the bulkhead that was the same as the rest of the ship.
âDon't be a baby," Dan said offhandedly typing away at his PADD from his desk on the other side of their cramped, shared ensign quarters. âIt was just a normal inoculation hypo.â
âNo man, I'm telling you. Barry doesn't like me. He always jabs them in super hard.â
Dan scoffed. âThatâs Chief Medical Officer Kramer to you ensign,â Dan parroted back mockingly, still never looking up from his PADD. âAnd maybe he only hates you because you keep calling him Barry like he doesnât outrank the fuck out of you. Now be quiet, I have a thousand pages of requisition forms to go through.â
Arin sighed, stretching his arms up and resting his head on his hands, pulling his full body red uniform tightly around his midsection.
Life aboard a Galaxy-class cruiser had ended up being quite different than he imagined. The holoâs had always made life aboard an exploratory vessel seem like a non-stop thrill ride. Traveling to unexplored worldâs, traversing the complicated social quagmire that was a first contact moment, or the heart-pounding thrill of battle with a violent, warmongering enemy. Â
Instead, his day to day on the USS Endeavor was spent mostly on continued training, drills, and tons and tons of data worth of reports he had to fill out, then fill out again when they were sent back from a CO with a list of minor errors and recommendations.
The closest he came to experiencing life or death situations was reading the official reports of the adventures aboard the USS Enterprise, whose crew seemed to be living a life closer to what Arin had imagined as a teenager who hung up Starfleet Academy posters in his room. Â Not that Arin would wish upon his crew the death and danger that seemed to constantly follow the Enterprise around. Still, he thought as he realized heâd been staring nonstop at the bulkhead nonstop for a long time, there was a reason they were constantly receiving lectures about watching for the signs of space madness. It was easy to get obsessed with the monotony.
It wasnât all shift rotations and paperwork, he reminded himself - forcefully shaking off his far too introspective mood. His head slowly turned to look over at his roommate, sitting at his desk in a red uniform identical to Arinâs. Â His bouncy, untamed hair casting a shadow onto his forehead, his brow tensed in concentration.
Arin stared at him for a long time, greedily admiring his slim frame, and intense look. He had never thought that their long jumpsuits were very flattering, but it did seem to hug to Dan in a way that never failed to catch Arinâs gaze and hold it.
He shook his head vehemently. This was not the time for perving on his friend.
âDan,â Arin said suddenly, his tone serious, and his roommate groaned.
âArin,â he replied just as serious.
âBest buddy.â
âNo, Arin, Iâm serious. Whatever youâre going to suggest, Iâm not going along with it. Iâve got too much stuff to finish.â
âLetâs hit up the holodeck.â
There was a long drawn out pause before he heard Dan mutter a soft, âFuck,â before sitting down his PADD.
Arin was already leaping out his bunk, a grin stretching across his lips.
---
When Arin was young his dad had taken him to an old museum in town for his birthday. It was one of the few museums on Earth that still had classic games: board games, card games, and Arinâs personal favorite, video games. Â Old, ancient games that required a controller and a screen, nothing like the virtual games that children played now with their heads stuck inside a helmet that showed them brand new worlds in a heartbeat. Those games were practically archaic compared to the ones available now.
Arin had loved them.
He had begged his dad to take him back to the museum as often as he could in order to have the chance to play through the small dismal selection that they had until he knew them all by heart.
Now he was stationed aboard a Galaxy-class cruiser with admittance to the shipsâ many holodecks available to him whenever he had any downtime. The holodeck was the peak of virtual technology, giving him access to any moment in time or space and only limited by what the user could imagine.
âOh, come on you little shit, get it together!â he cried out at the screen, once again leading his little avatar on the screen into its doom, and ignoring Danâs loud giggles beside him on the couch.
And Arin used it to play late 20th/early 21st-century video games.
It wasnât a hobby that a lot of people understood or even wanted to. HIs first year aboard the ship heâd spent his breaks in the holodeck, enjoying the games alone. Â Then his old roommate had been transferred off ship and Dan, fresh-faced from the academy, had moved in. Â They had hit it off immediately. He didnât understand at first, but heâd been open-minded enough to give Arinâs strange way of spending leisure time a shot, and here they were. Dan only played sometimes, spending most of his time enjoying just watching Arin play, adding his own commentary or mostly just laughing at Arinâs own off color commentary as he hilariously failed in what he was trying to accomplish.
âJump up on that ledge, you ding dong.â
âYouâre speaking nonsense and I wonât listen to it,â Arin said as he jumped up on the ledge immediately, only to find himself knocked back by a giant lizard and fell to his death. âYou whore!â he bellowed into the echo chamber of the holodeck room, while Dan laughed and laughed at him from his seat beside him on the couch.
When the darkness of space closed in around him, and the routine of an excitement deprived existence started to wear him down, spending an hour or two with Dan. Watching his toothy smile and listening to his distinctive laugh - it was definitely the bright spot of his days.
---
After two years on board the USS Endeavor excitement finally came to their ship. Â It was supposed to be a routine mission. First Contact with a new planet that's first foray into light speed travel had sent one of their ships into a near head-on collision with one of the Federationsâ satellites. Some initial surveillance had shown them to be a relatively benign, peaceful species whose last planetary level war had been hundreds of years ago.
Most of the primary bridge crew had opted out, giving their seconds and replacements a chance for a learning experience. There were very few members of security heading down with the landing party, and those that were had some sort of separate specialty that they would get a chance to indulge in. That was why Dan was going down, with his focus on botany, to study a particular fascinating species of trees that their probes had picked up on that they felt could have some useful medicinal purposes. Most of the landing party were young crewmembers on their first or second missions, the highest ranking member being Lieutenant Brian Wecht, the head of the astrophysics department, who, being the newest ranked officer, had found himself bullied into the position.
It wouldâve been a very easy, run-of-the-mill mission if the Romulans hadnât beaten them to the planet first.
When the red alert alarms had started blaring, Arin kicked into gear and reported to his designated station without a thought. It wasnât until he saw the look on COâs face that he realized that this wasnât a drill.
He tried his damndest to be on the party sent down for the rescue, but instead, he found himself standing beside CMO Kramer waiting to assist him whenever they brought back the survivors. It was only his training that kept him standing as he overhead the reports being delivered to Barry.
Half the landing party immediately incapacitated and captured. Â At least two deaths so far, a good chunk of them missing.
Guilt burned through him like a phaser blast. He had wished for excitement and danger, but now that it was here instead of adrenaline running through his veins it was just an ice cold and nauseating dread.
He had other friends that were missing. People he had graduated the academy with, fellow ensigns he saw every day, but it was the worry about Dan that seemed to be overwhelming him completely. Never seeing Danâs teasing smile, or hearing his laugh. Â It was unthinkable.
Arin was so busy stuck in his head, imaging him sitting in the holodeck alone or an empty bunk across from his that it took him a moment to notice the movement in the transporter room. Then Barryâs hands were on his arm, pulling him back out of the way, and he came back to the present. The room buzzed suddenly, the sound of particles forming and rearranging, then the platform was filled with materializing crewmen.
Danâs hair stuck out like a rose bush in the middle of a desert. There were a few bodies lying prone, but Dan wasnât one of them; his arm was slung around the shoulders of Lt. Wechtâs bright blue uniform. He looked weak, but his eyes were open, searching the room until they met Arinâs and a small smile quirked up the side of his lips.
His knees almost gave out and sensing his unstableness the CMOâs grip tightened until he was able to keep himself steady. Then they were both heading into the fray to help. Â Arin didnât even pretend like he was heading anywhere else but straight to Danâs side.
âHey,â he found himself saying in a breathy voice, unable to look away from Danâs bright open eyes, or half smile. Â There was a speck of dried blood on his temple but it only slightly registered to Arin.
âHey, yourself,â Dan replied equally as soft, looking up at him with a tired grin.
âI-â Arin started to say, but was quickly interrupted by Brian.
âMake yourself useful, Hanson,â he said sternly, but not unkindly, and Arin took the soft reprimand to heart. Sliding Danâs free arm around his own shoulder, he took his weight onto himself (spending a lot of energy not thinking about how right Dan felt pressed against him) and freed the Lieutenant to help other injured crewmen.
They slowly made their way towards the med bay, Arin joking with Dan about how lucky he was going to be - being doted on by the nurses and getting extra rations that Arin would be trying to steal - and treasuring every small chuckle that Dan gifted him with. He left his friend in the capable hands of the med bay, reluctant to the point of flirting with insubordination, but the reassurances of his friend in his relative wellness forced back to help with the ongoing crisis.
The second he was relieved from his shift, six hours later, exhausted and weak on his feet, he rushed to the med bay and pleaded his way to Danâs bedside. Â His friend, still looking rather worse for wear, but comfortably lounging on the bright white sheets, gave him a small smile as soon as he entered the private room.
âIâm so sorry, I just got off shift,â Arin breathed out in a rush.
âYou look like shit,â Dan huffed out, interrupting him before he could continue. Arin glared at him, but Dan just laughed. âYou should go to sleep man, itâs just going to be worse tomorrow. Iâll still be here when you wake up I promise. No one ever died from some cuts and bruises and a sprained ankle.â
Something truly awful must have crossed Arinâs face because Dan immediately looked regretful.
âIâm sorry, Iâm a little woozy from the painkillers. Pretty bad taste I guess, just ignore-â
âDan,â Arin said seriously, stopping the other manâs rambling in its tracks. âThis is all my fault.â
There was a silent pause, before Dan finally huffed out, âWhat?â
Arin collapsed into the empty chair sitting beside the bed.
âItâs all my fault. All Iâve ever done is whine and complain about how fucking boring it always fucking is and begging for something to fucking happen and then something happens and I nearly fucking lost you!â His voice cracked at the end and realized he was nearly shouting. He slid further down in his chair. âYou couldâve died,â he whispered, knowing his voice sounded haunted just at the thought, but the mixture of exhaustion and the rapidly approaching adrenaline crash had left him unable to think before he spoke.
Dan stared at him, obviously trying to take in the sudden seriousness of his usually laid-back friend before he finally graced him with a quiet smile. âBut, I didnât.â
Arin nodded, unable to let his gratefulness of that fact overweigh the tremendous guilt that was currently clinging to his heart.
âThis isnât your fault, you idiot,â Dan continued, fondness lacing through his voice. âShit happens, man, and you didnât cause this any more than you can change the weather or make the stars fall out of the sky. Thereâs not a person on this ship who doesnât want any break from paperwork that they could get, but I bet none of them are sitting around thinking that they are somehow responsible for the Romulans being absolute jerks. It was just bad luck,â he finished softly.
Arin took a deep breath, and it felt like the first one he had taken since he had found out what happened to the landing party.
âBesides,â Dan continued with a rakish grin, and Arin felt his heart melting at the sight, âyou complain about everything. Doesnât make this one thing any more special.â
Danâs hand was laying on the bed, palm up, and Arin was gripped with the urge to hold it so strong it nearly jerked him forward in his seat. It seemed like such a great, wonderful idea he couldnât understand why he hadnât done it the second he walked in the room. Why he hadnât done it months ago when theyâd been sitting so close on the shared couch in the holodeck.
âI donât know how Iâd survive on this damn ship if you werenât here every day,â Arin blurted out instead. âIt wouldnât just be boring, itâd be fucking excruciating. You make me happy, not just because youâre my friend, but just because you exist and if I never got to see you smile again I just donât what Iâd do with myself.â
There was a stunned silence in the room, only permeated by the sounds of machines beeping in the hallways as both men tried to come to terms with what Arin had just said.
âThat was pretty gay, man.â
Arin glared.
âOh quit being a dumbass and just come over here and kiss me,â Dan finally said, sitting up in his bed.
They shared wide, identical grins before Arin stood up and did as Dan asked.
Joining Starfleet had to have been the best god damn decision of Arinâs life.
Author: @vziiiâ
Recipient: @ludomooseâ
Pairing: NinjaShipParty
Warnings: SFW, but mentions sex, murder, and includes homophobic speech.
Title: What Came Next
Summary: After the great NSPâs arrival to 6969, the city became a different place. But from what Kristen, the new leader, is starting to gather, was it for the best?
Word Count: 1027
It had been only days since the mighty Ninja Sex Party had departed their great renowned city, but its members wasted no time establishing its new democracy. Now with freedoms to touch and love another, the new willful leader Kristen was sure to not lose them any time soon.
Some say the revolution turned to an evolution for the citizens of Earth. Unfortunately, there were fossils to collect.
What was once a large, cylindrical, authoritarian building now was just crumbled cement, a surviving museum of the old world. Wishing to retrieve the informations kept from them for so long, the citizens voted to scavenge and investigate the place. And so, on this fine autumn day, Kristen, accompanied by a handful of volunteers, began to step through heaps of rubble where the Dick Eldersâ Council office once stood, her golden blonde hair having her stand out from the others cleaning up the ruin. Gloves in hand and backpacks filled with Ziplock bags, the team began picking at crumbled rocks and cement blocks, hoping to find some sort of documentation of the past institution.
Pieces of dusty chipped marble hinted the Dick Eldersâ Council podium, its faint glow from the lightâs reflection catching Kristenâs eyes. Mindfully walking towards, her light grey sneakers stepping away from any sharp stones on her improvised âpath.â When she had made it close enough to the remains of the table where the Elders would sit and commune, she wasnât quite prepared for such a surprise.
Â
Right there under the chunks of chipped marble and cement, disassembled stacks of yellow manila folders were right before Kristenâs eyes. Inside each one, an odd collection of files was packed neatly. Kristen scanned through each one slowly, fortunate that no one disturbed her study.
One of them was a map of Ninja Town, like she remembered in history class, a land that was somehow lead to corruption for reasons she forgot, only that an odd name âEuropeâ was crossed out. Another had a few pages ripped from a ring notebook diary, each of them filled with records of amount of people killed each day, summing up to around 300 deaths throughout the papers.
More and more folders were scanned through, each one containing fascinations of the history the Elders never even hinted at before.  Countless prints of photographs were tucked in multiple other folders, showing Kristenâs heroes Danny and Ninja Brian in what she could presume their world. Places in said images ranged from an Attitude City and their concerts in a New Jersey, typically showing the duo on either high-speed adventures or with ladies in bright-coloured underwear. Along with them were more sparse documents: advertisements for sex training, a legend of a beast called a manticore, news articles of Ninja Sex Party hijinks of homicides and public disturbancesâŚ
Out of all these folders, one truly pursued Kristenâs curiosity. She remembered Danny in blue shimmering spandex, but she couldnât recall a grey-haired man with scars upon his face. His long-sleeved black shirt and pants seemed familiar, however, hinting  The only other person Kristen could associate Sexbang with was a man in a black ski mask and⌠Was this man kissing Danny the man underneath the black cotton mask?
⌠did they⌠were they bothâŚ
Kristen pushed that thought aside and fumbled to look through one more folder. It wasnât like she understood the aspect of love and affection yet.
The bottom and final folder, oddly, contained only one document: a rough parchment folded once or twice to fit into its folder. When unfolded, Kristen presumed the vintage paper was once a scroll, as it seemed to curl up at its ends. In a slight mess of a cursive penmanship, the following text almost put everything together for her.
To My Descendants:
  If this is to be read, I pray that the Samurai Abstinence Patrol is victorious in the your history. I pray the sinful Ninja Sex Party hasnât infiltrated your mind or altered the earthâs culture of divinity.
If so, please keep this in mind: Ninja Sex Party preaches of instinctive displays of emotion without consequences.
Not a lick of morality can be found within said âband.â Living their own lives with no self control of murderous intent or sexual desire is one conflict, yet advocating it be the way for all is simply inhumane.
  Not to mention, they had depended upon their instincts so much theyâve went against their own moral. It seemed they have declared unlawful lust, or according to them âromantic feelings,â for each other. Two men in unholy affair, kisses or none, canât possibly bring anything beneficial to this planet or timeline.
  The way to true happiness, I hope they know, is not simply from a life full of pleasure. It is derived from restraints from the unlawful deeds, control of the childish impulses, abstinence from the worldâs cheap temptations. You find it in a meal with more vegetables when youâre on a diet, on a day you complete work before letting yourself play a game with friends, on the night of your wedding with a humble person or opposite sex to complete your duty as a father or mother.
  And so, in this will of mine, I regret that I can leave nothing further than an aspiration: a purified world. A union where all are well-disciplined and fueled upon morals, where they are truly happy. Perhaps a world with no temptation of pricey materials of premarital sex, or any need for intercourse, will be best for this. I pray that this aspiration of mine, this hope for a nation free of animalistic impulse, will be the worldâs mutual goal.
  Dear reader of the future, may the path you and your brethren traveled be pure and lawful, and may the irk of Ninja Sex Paety be far from you. Know that instincts of desire and joy are not to be trusted. Have your head rule over your chest and loins. If you find that these lusts are too strong, run to the illusion of marriage, and find yourself a disgrace to our Patrol and name.
- Arin Neverbone, Samurai Abstinence Patrol Founder and LeaderÂ
Author: @queenofallthekitties
Recipient: @sailorbryant
Pairing: egoflapbang
Warnings: NSFW
Title: Simple Rules
Summary: Dan is having casual sex with his two best friends, what could go wrong?
Word Count: 4307
In August, Dan joined Arin and Suzyâs relationship. Not in any romantic way, purely sexually. He loved it; getting fucked by Arin or watching Arin get pegged by Suzy, sucking Arinâs dick and eating Suzy out in the same night, making them both cum. His favorite thing was when the couple would give each other a look and attack Dan; kissing, rubbing, sucking, biting and teasing. It was amazing. The best sex Dan had ever had. At the office and around their friends, it was like nothing was different, but Dan knew when Suzy would wink at him or Arin would give him a sultry glance that their dynamic had shifted.
With this new change, Dan was trying to be careful about his emotions and not get too attached to Arin or Suzy or to hurt their relationship. His rules were simple; NO cuddling, NO sleeping over, NO talking about it at the office. Simple, just how he liked it. And if he decided that things were getting too emotional on his end, he would cut it off between them. He kept that one in mind most often and made sure to keep himself in check. Having sex with your married friends was one thing, but falling in love with them was another problem entirely.
By December, they had a rhythm down, especially since tours were over and they had a tiny bit more time, he was going over to the Hanson residence more than ever. It was almost twice a week now that Suzy and Arin would text and ask if he wanted to come over, and without any hesitation, he would. Dan was eating dinner and, right on time, he heard his phone go off.
From: Scuze
Hey cutie! Coming over tonight?
Dan considered how to respond for a moment. Of course he was going to go over, but he had had a strange conversation with Arin that morning in the office, borderline breaking his rule about talking there. Arin had said that Suzy was especially excited for tonight and that she wanted things to be âspecialâ for the three of them. Dan didnât know what that could mean, but if it was Suzyâs doing, he could end up in handcuffs or just try some new lube. She was always a wild card in their relationship. Dan loved it, except when it made him worry like this. The fact that Arin said it at work meant that either he was excited too, or he was trying to gauge how weird  Dan could get into.
He put his dishes in the sink and turned to his phone.
To: Scuze
Yeah, on my way in a minute.
The drive over was fairly calm, Dan was a little concerned about what a âspecialâ night may mean, but he put those thoughts out of mind until he pulled into the driveway of Arin and Suzyâs house. Upon entering the Hanson house, Dan kicked off his shoes and pet Mochi, who met him at the door. He walked further into the house and was greeted by the sight of Arin and Suzy cuddling on the couch with their computers in their laps.
Arin looked up from his computer with a quick âHey man.â
âHi Dan.â chimed Suzy. She moved her laptop to the end table, slowly stretched and stood, and made her way over to Dan. She pulled him into a tight hug while pecking his cheek. He was a little taken aback by the gesture, but it certainly wasnât bad. Suzy motioned to the couch and said âWhy donât you come sit for a bit? We missed you last night!â
Something seemed off. They missed him, Suzy kissed him on the cheek, and now he was settling into Arinâs side. Practically cuddling.
Dan ventured to ask, âAnything wrong guys?â
Arin responds, âEverything is amazing now that youâre here, weâve been stoked about this all dayâ he smiled and turned to Dan, âSuze had a great idea, and she told me, and now we just hope youâre on board.â
âIâm all ears, hot stuff. Is this whatâs so âspecialâ about tonight?â
Suzy piped up, âYep! So, Dan, I want you to fuck me-â
âThatâs not exactly a new idea, Scuze.â said Dan, never missing an opportunity to sass Suzy.
âI know, I know, thatâs not the new part, idiot. I want to try double penetration.â
Dan was surprised to say the least. It seemed pretty odd that they hadn't tried it before, but Suzy was not the most flexible girl, and of course it was her choice to wait until now to give it a shot, but they were regularly having threesomes! How had this not come up yet?
âOf course I'm down, but what setup are we talking about here? Two dicks in one, or one in the ass and one in the puss?â
âI was thinking the second option. One of you behind me, one in front. I would prefer Arin take me from behind, since he has more experience stretching himself open, and I will ride you, Dan. Oh, and Iâd like to be calling the shots once we get upstairs.â
âMy wish is your command, Suze. So should I just go up and get stuff ready or-â
Arin grabbed Danâs hand and tugged him back down. âHold on, dude, I was in the middle of an email and Suze is editing some Overwatch footage; plus I want to rinse off before we do anything in bed.â
He was sitting between the two, trying to get comfortable for what felt like an eternity. Eventually, Dan pulled out his phone and opened Instagram. Arin finished up going through his emails after another few minutes, put down his laptop and snuggled into Dan. This was surprisingly not weird for him. He and Arin ended up leaning on each other by the end of most late night Grump sessions. The odd part was having Suzy there. Something about sitting in between the married couple during what should be a fairly domestic moment made alarms start to go off in Danâs head.
âDone!â Suzy said triumphantly.
âGood job, baby, Iâll head upstairs.â Arin unfurled himself from Danâs side.
Arin went upstairs to shower, and Dan was relieved to know that everything would finally continue as planned. It was also uncomfortable to be between the two while clothed. If he was honest with himself, he was too comfortable cuddling with them. Something was stirring that Dan had to put a damn lid on, and fast. It helped that Suzy put down her laptop and shoved her tongue down his throat. That he could handle. He moved to cup Suzyâs breast and began to run his thumb over her nipple. Suzy reached for his shirt and started tugging at the bottom, her normal sign that he should take off his shirt. When he broke the kiss to do just that, Suzy leapt up and pulled Dan upstairs. They reached the bedroom and Suzy turned to Dan, leaned in close to his ear, and spoke softly,
âDonât take anything off yet. I want Arin to strip you for me. You two are putting on a show before you fuck me silly.â
Danâs dick got real interested at that prospect. With Suzy in charge, there normally wouldnât be much foreplay; she was very direct with her demands. The shower turned off, and Suzy grabbed Dan to kiss him again, clearly rougher than before. He cupped her cheek while his other hand ran through her silky hair.
Arin came into the bedroom, towel around his waist. As he joined Suzy and Dan, he snuggled up behind Suzy, reaching all the way past her to grab Danâs hips. Dan moved his hand from Suzyâs hair and over to Arinâs; damp, but not as wet as Dan was expecting. Arinâs towel began to slip off of his hips. Suzy mustâve felt it happening, as she turned to face her husband and finished the job, yanking the towel down. Dan watched as Suzy got on her tiptoes to whisper in Arinâs ear. Dan could barely hear as she told Arin to undress him in her take control voice. Arin obliged immediately, facing Dan and pulling Danâs shirt over his head. Arin trailed his hands down to Danâs jeans, leaning in to kiss him for the first time that night.
Kissing Arin was always something Dan had to get used to. The mustache scratching his lips and the meatier hands were such a different sensation than Suzyâs softness and deft fingers. Dan heard Suzy moving by the bed. He looked back and saw that she was down to her undergarments. She was in a purple lace bra and some black panties, and even Arinâs jaw dropped. Dan was constantly blown away by how hot Suzy looked in lingerie, but today she looked downright ⌠beautiful.
He took a second as Suzy started moving towards them to keep his brain in the right mindset. Sex, not love. Suzy walked up to Arin, between him and Dan, and began kissing and biting Arin from his lips down his neck. Dan stood behind her, his hands snaked around to grope her breasts. He leaned over and bit along her earlobe, making her gasp. Arin put his hand on Danâs ass, pulling all three of them closer together.
Sex, not love. He repeated. Thankfully it was working, and he smiled against Suzyâs ear. Suzy was able to wiggle out from between Arin and Dan again, so the men pulled closer together and Arin finished sliding Danâs pants down. Suzy, always impatient, pulled down Danâs underwear from behind, moving her hands up and down his sides, teasing him. Arin leaned in again for a quick peck.
Suzy broke their kissing again and shoved both men towards the bed, growling out a âMove.â Both climbed on, and waited for Suzyâs instruction.
âI want to watch my boys for a bit first. Iâll just be over here enjoying the view.â
âLike I said, Suze, your wish is my command. Ar, how you wanna do this tonight?â
Arin laid on his back on the bed, and gestured to his dick, which was already fairly hard. Dan moved towards him, but started with grabbing Arinâs head to kiss him, hard and long. Arin opened his mouth. He shoved his hands into Danâs hair, tugging enough to make Dan moan. Dan broke the kiss and moved toward Arinâs cock, taking it in his hand. He started up a rhythm that had Arin gasping and groaning every few strokes.
Dan could hear Suzyâs hard breathing between Arinâs moans, and he turned to see her against the wall. She was already coming undone, and Dan watched her finger herself through her underwear at the same pace his hands went on Arinâs shaft. They locked eyes as Suzy quietly came for the first time that night. She quickly recovered and stopped Dan and Arin.
âArin, grab the condoms and lube from the nightstand. Dan, I want you to undress me.â
They lept into action, Dan pulling Suzy towards him by the hips, gently pulling at her panties until they gave way at her knees and fell. She got one knee on the bed, and leaned towards Dan so he could reach the clasp of the bra. She moved her other leg up so she was kneeling on the bed, straddling Dan. He moved them so he was lying normally on the bed, with Suzy on top of him still. She beckoned Arin over, pulling him in by the back of his neck to sloppily kiss him right over Dan. He dropped the lube and condoms in favor of holding his wifeâs face while they kissed. Dan admired his view, pinned under Suzy, then put his hands to work. He reached beside him and grabbed Arinâs hard cock with one hand, pulling a couple times like he had before. His other hand carefully pushed a couple fingers to Suzyâs clit. It was incredible to hear both Hansons gasping through their kiss. Suzy ground her hips down against his dick, and got a moan from him as well. Suzy pulled apart from Arin,
âI think it will be best for me if Iâm riding Dan while you stretch me open, Arin. Then you can kneel between Danâs legs, and we will hopefully all fit like that.â
Dan playfully replied, âSuze, youâve been doing some homework on this, huh?â
âOf course I did,â she said, her lips curled into a sly smile, âmaybe next time we can try doing some homework together.â
Dan groaned at the thought, and turned to Arin, who had a dreamy look in his eyes. Arin and Dan nodded to each other and set back to lavishing Suzy. Arin fondled her breasts and kissed her lips and neck, nibbling to get more gasps out of her. Dan, meanwhile ran his fingers along her pussy, lightly pushing at her opening until she was pushing right back. She was so dripping wet that the tips of danâs fingers were sliding lightly in and out already. Dan separated the Hansons. Knowing they could keep kissing for hours, and that Dan needed his dick in something, now, and how tough it was to get Suzy on board if she wasnât even looking at him. He grabbed a condom, and Suzy helped him put it on. She sat herself up a little bit more and lined herself up with Danâs rock hard cock.
âReady?â She asked.
âOh 100% babygirl,â Dan replied. He grabbed her hips and pushed her down.
Suzy stretched herself down onto Danâs hard shaft, bouncing a little as she settled into his lap. Dan moved Suzy so she was laying on top of him. Now, Arin had the right angle to start his part. Suzy squirmed just enough to keep Dan in tantalizing agony, but it was to expose her asshole for Arin. Arin lubed up his hands, and pushed one finger into Suzy. Suzy squeaked with surprise at the touch, but moaned as he stretched her hole. It seemed like slow going, and Dan would need to be patient before the real main event started. He considered trying to move under her, but he knew he needed to go slow and be careful if he wanted to thrust at all right now, Arin too. At least Suzy seemed to be enjoying it. She was rocking onto Arinâs fingers, which thankfully also helped out Danâs cock. Suzy, leaning down over Dan, had a great angle where they were kissing practically the entire time Arin was stretching her open. The only breaks were when Suzy would react to something Arin was doing; there was a lot of moans and squeaks as Arin moved or added a finger.
Arin added two fingers before Suzy was practically shaking with excitement. She seemed ready to take things back into her hands, gasping out, âArin, Iâm ready. Please.â Arin nodded. He crawled forwards, sitting up on his knees, lining himself up with Suzyâs hole.
âAre you sure youâre ready, Suze?â
âDo it.â
The groan from both of them was so beautiful, Dan could have gotten off just from hearing that.
Suzy sat up, adjusting herself to be comfortable. At her first small bounce, Dan was amazed to feel how tight Suzy was and how much he could feel Arin, too. Suzy began to move more and more, getting confident in her movements. Arin started to move, too. Dan was frustrated that he couldnât help out and thrust up into her, but her moving was enough for him, and he moved to stroke Suzyâs clit. Suzy started to collapse at that, clearly overstimulated. Dan took his hand back and placed it on her breast instead. Arin set a hard pace, slamming into Suzy with speed. Suzy was a little slower on Dan, but Dan was happy with any movement after being so still and waiting for Arin. Between the two paces, Suzy was breathing hard as moans, gasps and cries spilled from her lips. Arin was also groaning and growling with his thrusts. Watching them and feeling them made Danâs guts coil up, ready to cum.
âI-Iâm close guys.â he said.
âMe too.â groaned Suzy.
Dan went first. He held Suzy in place as his body convulsed and he filled up the condom. Suzy came next, she fell forwards onto Dan, crying out. After a few more thrusts, Arin came hardest, his forehead resting on Suzyâs back.
None of them moved until Dan had a hard time breathing. He was exhausted. They all were. But, Dan made the first move to get up and rolled Suzy off of him. Arin grabbed Danâs hand before he could fully stand.
âJust stay and cuddle for a bit.â
âPlease, Dan.â Suzy pulled him back tighter.
How could he say no to two puppy dog- eyed faces? âOkay, okay, but just a little while.â
This was weird. Less weird than the couch, but weird. He was lying comfortably between the Hansons, and they both had their heads on one of his shoulders. Arin on the Right, Suzy on the left. Dan didnât feel right. This was way too close to âbreaking up the marriage of his best friendsâ territory. Why the cuddling? Should he be worried about them? Were they worried about him? On top of all his concern, a thought became clear in his mind. I am in love with Arin and Suzy. He felt a terrifying urge grip him, an urge that told him to never let go of the couple and tell them just how in love he was. He swallowed it back, mentally took the feeling and shoved it into a tightly locked box in his head. The rules were simple, he reminded himself. And after tonight, if things got worse, he would break it off with them. That would be it. Just friends, just co-workers.
Arin got up and took pajamas out of drawers, Suzy watched him before snuggling into Dan even more. Dan grabbed her closer and held her quietly until Arin tossed some clothes at him.
âWhat are these-â
âDan, youâre almost asleep, just stay here tonight. I donât want you to drive back so tired. Just for my peace of mind, please.â
Dan thought about it for a second before nodding back in agreement. He wouldnât feel safe driving back this tired either. Arin climbed back into bed. Dan drifted off, content to be between two amazing people.
Waking up in bed with two of his best friends should not have felt this amazing. He was spooned between them, with Arin reaching his arm all the way over Dan on to Suzyâs hip, and Suzy was pulled so tight into Dan that he was almost having a hard time breathing. Dan quickly realized that he had slept over with the couple. That was not as alarming as he thought it would be. Dan didn't want to get too romantic or emotional with them for a lot of reasons, but lying here between his favorite people in the world, he forgot all those reasons and let himself hook an arm over Suzy and lean back into Arin. He drifted back to sleep.
When he woke up again, he was alone. Arin and Suzy were in the bathroom, Arin brushing his teeth as Suzy spoke quietly with him about⌠something. Dan was hit, as if he were punched in the gut, by the realization he had last night. He loved them.
It scared him like hell. He was NOT supposed to have feelings for either of them. Never ever. That was the deal. Sex with his best friends, then leaving. NO cuddling, NO sleeping over, NO talking about it at the office, NO FEELINGS. This should have been simple, but of course Dan had fucked it up.
He shot out of bed, put his clothes back on and raced out of the house before Arin or Suzy could stop him.
As Dan drove back to his own house, he tried to shove anything he felt about either of the Hansons deep into his brain. Open a drawer in his head, put all the feelings in, shut it and triple-padlock it. Again. That was all he had to do. Act like everything was normal and fine. He'd have to end the sex too.
God I'm a coward.
Over the next few days, Dan stupidly unlocked that drawer of feelings for Arin and Suzy. He realized that he had been shoving his feelings away for a long time. Almost since he met the couple, he had felt more. Arin was an incredible person; generous, sweet, funny. And Suzy was so amazing too; artistic, caring, and tough. He really loved them both. He loved them together. He wanted to be with them. He started daydreaming about such a life. Going on dates, grocery shopping, cuddling, watching a movie with a head on each shoulder and a cat in his lap. It would be a dream come true.
He pulled himself out of his head and reality came back; he was just a friend who Arin and Suzy liked in bed, not part of their relationship in any other way. They were married. These feelings were completely wrong, and he had a rule for what to do about feelings. He needed to end it right now. It was best for their friendship and his sanity. He picked up his phone, opened his group text to the two of them and sent a message:
To: Sexy Babes
I think we need to stop having sex. Itâs a bad idea.
He didnât get a response for two hours.
From: Scuze
Dan is everything okay? Did something happen last time I donât know about? I respect your decision, but this is so sudden.
To: Scuze
Iâm fine, I just started to see it getting in the way at the office. Don't want anything to change with the rest of the group.
Getting in the way. What a cop out. He felt like an utter dick even as he sent it. He was going to need a solid week of sleep and  to get past this.
After two weeks of avoiding Arin and Suzy as much as possible, Dan thought he was in the clear to start living somewhat normally again. He, of course, was dead wrong. He said hello to everyone, went to his couch of an office, and opened his main email page before getting a pissed off Arin Hanson yanking him off his couch and into Arinâs office. He closed the door and began pacing in the small room. Dan wasnât sure what to say, and an eternity of silence stretched between them. In said eternity, Dan realized just how badly he had fucked up. Panic settled in his gut just as Arin opened his mouth to speak.
âDan, what the FUCK is going on with you?â
âWhat do you mean?â Dan tried to be innocent and friendly.
Arin looked more irate at that, if it were possible, âI mean, why the FUCK would you just break up with Suzy and I like that? Suzy thinks she did something wrong; fuck, I think I did something wrong. If one of us did do something, then tell me so I can understand. Because clearly I'm missing something here, and as it is, Iâve been thinking all FUCKING WEEK ABOUT IT AND I CANâT FUCKING FIGURE OUT WHY YOU WERE SUCH A GIANT ASSHOLE.â
âWe were just hooking up, I didn't realize ending it would be a big deal.â Dan immediately regretted saying it.
Arin seemed to crumble, âI didnât realize you felt that way.â
Dan sat slack-jawed. He wasn't sure how to respond, aside from spilling his guts about the real reason he stopped sleeping with them. Is there another choice? Dan knew the answer. It wasn't fair to them to lie. He became solemn, but determined.
âI don't feel that way. I know I was a dick, and you deserve an honest answer. Suzy too. Get Suzy and bring her here, I think it might be easier⌠for all of us.â
Arin took an angered breath, nodded, and left. The panic in Danâs stomach grew until it felt like he had eaten a rock. He heard footsteps approach. Dan squared his shoulders and stood up as Arin and Suzy entered the office.
Suzyâs face fell when she saw Dan.
âHey Suzy.â Dan said, carefully.
âDan.â She looked at him as if she could kill him with a single glance.
Dan took one deep breath and looked between his best friends.
âIâm in love with you. Both of you. I knew it would ruin everything if you found out, but it sounds like I ruined everything by keeping it a secret too. I know you guys donât feel the same way, and you shouldnât, youâre married to each other. But if this is whatâs best for all of us, I can just go.â
Suzy spoke, âDan, did you hear anything we were saying the morning you left?â
Dan shook his head. âYou were quiet, I was panicking.â
âWe love you. We were talking about taking you on a real date, and then you were gone. When I saw your text, I figured you had heard me talking and didnât want to be more serious with us.â
Again Dan was slack-jawed.
âSo you- you love me?â
Arin spoke, âHow could we not love you? Now will you please come kiss me?â
Dan didnât have to be asked twice. He took the two steps to get to Arin, leaned in, and kissed him with an arm around Suzy. She leaned her head on Danâs shoulder.
Author: @elisislandâ
Recipient: bodacious-energizedprotodermisÂ
Pairing: Dan/Arin
Warnings: Trans Characters, Coming out
Title: Secrets Kept and Secrets Told
Summary: Dan has a secret he can't let Arin know just yet.
Word Count: 1142
âNo sexual stuff for awhile, okay?â
Arin sat at his desk, staring at his monitors, replaying the words Dan said to him over four months ago. He knew better than to push Dan into something he wasnât ready for, but when Dan was starting to give Arin sexual favors, but refusing to accept any, Arin was just a bit curious. Slowly, carefully, Arin derived a plan.
Dan patiently waited for his boyfriend, so they could finally start the dayâs session and he could get back to the writing session he had started with Brian. Hearing the door open, he looked over the back of the couch and smiled at Arin. Something in his stomach told him to leave, that the grin Arin had was devious. But still he remained. âHey, Arin. What's up?â
Arin sauntered over, swing his hips. âNot much, Dan. Whatâs up with you?â
Opening his mouth to answer, Dan stuttered out, âN-n-nothing. What,â he laughed as Arin placed his hands on Danâs shoulders, âare you doing?â
âNothing.â Arin pouted, pressing one knee into Danâs hip. âI,â he began slowly and straddled Dan, âjust wanna make out with you.â
The pit got bigger, deeper, worse. Dan raised a brow, âIs that all?â
âWell,â Arin sat down on Danâs thighs. âMaybe we could do some other things.â
Laughing, Dan pressed a kiss to Arinâs lips. âYou can just say you want a blowie. You donât have to be all cryptic and sexy.â
âI wanna blow you.â
There it was. Fuck. It wasnât that Dan didnât appreciate every offer from Arin, he did. He wanted to accept every offer of a blowjob or handjob or straight up fucking, but he couldnât let Arin know. Not yet. So Dan shook his head, âNo thanks. But Iâll blow you.â
âWhy not?â
Dan blinked, forcing the uneasiness down. âWhy not what?â
âWhy canât I blow you? Is it âcause I have a beard? Is it âcause Iâm a guy? What is it?â Arin wiped at his face. He didnât want to cry over this. He didnât, but it just felt like Dan was hiding something. Like he didnât actually like Arin.
âNo, Arin. Babe,â Dan pressed a kiss to Arinâs forehead. âItâs not you. I swear. Itâs me. I got something to work out. But,â Dan gave another kiss, âI will tell you when things are good on my end.â Pulling Arin into a hug, he whispered, âI promise.â
âYou promise that when things are good, I can give you a beej?â
Dan laughed, ignoring the twist in his stomach. âYou can give me 10 beejs, if you want.â
Arin held him tight, tight enough that Dan would know Arin would wait forever. When they parted, Arin could have sworn he saw something flash across his face, something like fear. But he was not going to press anymore, terrified that Dan would recede into himself. So Arin cracked a joke, âSo about that blowjob.â
Dan laughed, bumping his head against Arinâs chest. âIf you really want,â Dan said, snaking his hand around to Arinâs chest, âI think,â and down his stomach, pausing at the waistband of his pants, âwe have enough time.â
Three weeks. Three weeks since Dan made that promise with Arin. Three weeks since he started evaluating everything about himself and Arin and their relationship. Three weeks since he was given a choice, come out or end the best relationship heâs had in a long time. And only today had he finally figured out what he was going to do.
Dan waited until he had a clearing and knew that Arin was going to be in his office. Steeling himself, Dan gave a quiet knock on the door, more to inform Arin of his presence rather than to ask for permission. Arin jumped, but composed himself at Danâs soft face. âHey, Arin. Can, can we talk?â
Pushing his chair out to face the space, Arin gestured to close the door. âIs everything okay? Do you need time off or something?â
Dan ran a hand through his hair, not minding the knots his fingers get caught on. âI think everything is okay. Well,â Dan took a deep breath, âokay. I need to tell you something and I really hope it doesnât change us.â
Something crawled around in Arinâs stomach. Ignoring it, Arin smiled. âIâm sure weâll be fine. What did you wanna tell me?â
âYou promise not to judge me?â
Arin stood, wrapping his hand around Danâs biceps. âI would never judge you. Just know, you donât have to tell me, if youâre not comfortable with it.â
Dan sighed, sagging against Arin. âI am comfortable with it, though. Itâs who I am. And I wouldnât change it for the world.â Burying his face in Arinâs neck, breathing in Arin, remembering him as if this was the last time he could hold him close, Dan hugged Arin. âPromise me things wonât change too much. I canât lose you.â
Arin hugged Dan, hugged him with all his might. âYou wonât lose me.â
âIâve lost too many people before because of it.â
Arin pulled away, just enough to press a bruising kiss on Danâs lips. They parted and Arin wiped a stray tear from Danâs face. âI promise you wonât lose me.â
Dan gave one last squeeze before taking a step back. Sniffling, he took a shaky breath. He could do it. Brian hadnât left. Why would Arin? âOkay. So you know people who, um, fuck.â Dan wiped his face. âYou know those people that donât, um, they, shit.â
Arin swore if he softened anymore he would actually melt. âItâs okay. Take your time and remember, you donât have to tell me.â
âBut I need to. I just,â Dan ran a hand through his hair, bunching it at the top of his head. âIâm just gonna say it and you can react however you like, okay?â Arin gave a slow nod, clearly hesitant. âIâm trans.â Dan broke into a grin. âIâm trans. Iâm trans.â He started laughing, âIâm trans.â
âDanny?â
âIâm trans.â Dan said a final time, swaying on his feet. âThis is crazy. Youâre acting like itâs not a big deal.â
Arin blinked. âBeing trans or not, itâs not a big deal one way or the other.â
Dan sat down on the couch and Arin took the other half. âHow⌠how are you so chill about this?â
Arin shrugged, âItâs just a part of you. Just like Iâm bi or whatever. Itâs nothing that can change.â
Dan leaned forward, his forehead pressing against Arinâs. âAre we okay?â
Closing the space, Arin smiled, âWeâre good. Wait.â Arin sat back. âDo I need to call you something else?â
âIâm still a guy. Iâm still Dan. Iâm still your boyfriend.â
Arin broke into a grin, âWell, good. Now I believe I was promised I could blow you 10 times.â
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Author:Â devilgate-driveÂ
Recipient: @grumpsquad
Pairing: Egobang (Dan/Arin)
Warnings: Mild Language (PG)
Title: All Thanks To Jay Kay
Summary: Dan comes to his co-worker Suzy's Halloween party, and nobody gets his costume except for the new guy.
Word Count: 1,008k
âWhat do you mean, you donât get my costume?â Dan asked. Â He stood back from Suzy and gestured toward his purple turtleneck, his enormous, black floppy hat. Â âIâm Jay Kay from Jamiroquai!â
Suzy looked him up and down one more time. Â âOkay, hon,â she said. Â Dan let out a pitiful whine, almost stomping his feet in frustration. Â âCome inside, weâre going to start bobbing for apples soon.â
âYou always know what kind of costume to wear,â he complained fondly, and did what she requested. Â Suzy was an amazingly, perfectly made up Sally from The Nightmare before Christmas, complete with careful stitching right by her mouth in black mascara; her wig was expensive, and bright, light orange. Â He had no idea how she managed to do it every single time, but she managed to do it every single time. Â
Dan sighed and mingled with the rest of their party guests â all people who worked at the music store where they shared shifts. Â Vernon came as a disco dancer, Brian was a very upmarket Ray Stanz, complete with expensive model Proton Pack. Â Â He recognized Barry by his nervous walk, even under all of that gray-green Frankenstein makeup he was somehow entirely himself. Â Holly was a witch, and her cackle was incredible. Â Ross was wearing a dogâs ears and tail â he was Hollyâs familiar, he explained.
There was one guy there, however, whom Dan had never met before that night. Â Â Brown-haired with a blond streak layered in, stocky, maybe even a little bit rat-faced (an observation Dan would never share with the dude), He was wearing a wizardâs robe, his colors marking him out as a Hufflepuff, and he was struggling to carry a wand and a plastic plate filled with sandwiches and chips.
âHey, man, do you need some help?â Â Danâs voice was calm and even, and he reached out a friendly hand to the dude.
âOh, thanks man!â the guy grinned. Â âCool costume! Â Jamiroquai fucking rocks!â
âThey do fucking rock!â Dan said. Â âNo one else recognized where I was going!â
âThatâs because people suck,â Arin said cheerfully, without even meaning it. Â
Dan carefully took the wand in his hand as the man sat down on the couch. Â He awkwardly held it as he took a couple of bites. Â âUh, I donât think I introduced myself. Â Iâm Dan, I work the Tuesday shift with Suzy.â
âOh! Â Youâre Dan!â he said brightly. Â âRoss told me all about you.â
âHah haha,â Dan laughed nervously. Â âWhat did he tell you?â Â For as fond as Dan was of Ross, he also knew that the guy had a tendency to be bald-faced honest about Danâs shortcomings.
âThat you were in a pretty good band, you never take the ones out of the til before you go off-shift, and you have weird hair. Â Itâs totally not weird, though, he was wrong as hell about that.â
âThank you,â Dan blurted.  âYouâreâŚâ
The guy had taken a huge bite of his sandwich, so the words came out muffled. Â âAhrth HAmphg!â he said, and then swallowed. Â âSorry about that.â Â He burped loudly. Â âArin Hanson.â
âOh! â Dan said. Â âYouâre the guy who drew a dick on that poster of Gene Simmons!â
âYep, thatâs me. Â Â I mostly work the night shift âcause I work days at Disney most of the time. Â Iâm trying to break in through the back door, yâknow â I really wanna be an animator.â Â He blinked. Â âAnd normally I suck at talking to people at parties. Â Like, I run out of things to say right away and freeze up. Â But not with you.â
âHuh.â Â Dan had noticed the comfortable vibe between the two of them himself, though he hadnât thought to comment upon it yet. Â âI guess I just have that kind of face.â
âWhat, a cute one?â Â Arin turned bright red. Â âAnd sorry again. Â Suzy said you had a girlfriend, right?â
âEmphasis on the word âhadâ,â Dan said. Â âWeâve been broken up for a couple of months now.â
âOh,â Arin said to Danâs forehead. Â Embarrassment slid between them like a wall of ice, but Dan wasnât about to let it win out. Â
âSo why did you get into animating?â Â Arin ended up telling him about how heâd always wanted to at least try it. Â His roots were in comedy; he wanted to grow up to be. Â
Then Arin asked, âHow did you get into music?â Â Dan was almost overwhelmed by the passion in his mind; he spoke eloquently of his dreams and of his childhood fantasies of being famous. Â
âThat sounds fucking rad,â Arin said. Â âYou need to show me some of your demons sometime.â
âGladly. Â Will you show me your shorts?â
âEither set, any time.â Â Dan let out a loud, honking laugh. Â Oh, he liked this dude.
âEverybody! Â Everyone! Â Itâs time for the apple bobbing contest!â Suzy said, clapping to get their attention. Â She directed them all toward a big bucket painted to look like a barrel filled with water and apples. Â âDan and Arin totally need to go first,â she said, with the decisiveness of a princess ruling over her kingdom.
âWell,â Arin said, squaring up to the barrel, âwhoever comes up first, wins.â
âYEP!â
âA kiss!â
âWait a minute!â Â But heâd tucked his hands behind his back, and Suzy was counting down. Â When she hit 10, Dan plunged his head into the bucket, flailing his head about until his teeth bumped into something soft and fleshy. Â
He sunk his teeth in and jerked his body back from the barrel.
And at the other end of the thick, sweet apple he was biting was Arinâs mouth.
âKiss, kiss!â demanded Ross sarcastically.
Arin took a huge bite out of his side of the apple, making Dan laugh so hard he nearly choked. Â âSo, which one of us won, Suz?â he asked, putting the apple down. Â
âHmm, I think you both did,â she said.  âAnd your prize is two tickets to the next  Deadpool movie, on me.â
âI love Deadpool!â the guys chorused, Â as the rest of the room broke out in laughter.
âSo uhâŚmaybe Iâll put in for the morning shift and show you what Iâve been working on.â
âThatâd be fucking great. Â Maybe Iâll put in for the night shift and play you my demos,â Dan said. Â
His eyes were bright, his heart was fluttering. Â This was the beginning of something important, something that could change his whole life. Â
Artist: @grumpsquad
Recipient: @vziii
Pairing: Dan Avidan/Arin Hanson
Warnings: None
Caption: Some good old-fashioned cuddles on the Grump couch, holiday-style. Hope you enjoy! <3
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