Had a thought. Missa/Roier/Mariana threesome. Roier fucks as if he was having a conversation — he's the one to initiate it, to lead the situation to work in his favour. He's rough and loud and takes charge as if to win, it's both infuriating and intoxicating.
Every conversation he has with Missa he'll bring up his loyalty, how he's betraying him by going off with Phil, and it makes Missa seethe with how easy it is for Roier to rile him up. He's slammed Roier against the wall multiple times to shove his tongue in to kiss him, to get him to shut up because fuck does he talk a lot, moaning into his mouth and gasping as Roier returns the favour threefold, licking fervently into Missa's mouth. Missa shakes and shivers, spit spilling from his lips as Roier plants his hands on his hips, lifting him up for Missa to wrap his legs around him.
It's when Missa is straddling Roier's hips with Roier flat on his back on the bed, fingers latched onto the spider hybrid's hoodie and pulling him up to bruise his lips, when Mariana walks in, backpack slung on one shoulder. He freezes, staring unblinkingly at the two, unsure whether to say something or turn around and leave.
And the first thing that Roier decides to yell at Mariana—
"Missa's leaving us for Felipe."
Mariana couldn't have cared less, dropping the bag to stride over to the two, flicking Roier on the forehead and immediately bombarding him with a string of questions about Pepito, his whereabouts and whether he'd been fed that day. Roier, assuming he was being accused of neglect, shoots up to dig a finger into Mariana's chest, turning the heat on him because where was he the entire day today?
The two descend into a heated argument full of long convoluted words that makes Missa's head spin, but he's still perched on Roier's lap and quite frankly? He's pissed that Mariana interrupted them. He kicks Mariana in the stomach.
"Go back to your husband. We're busy!"
And suddenly Missa and Mariana devolve into an argument about their own respective partners, how Phil is so much better because he's strong and handsome and takes care of Missa and his kids, and Mariana argues that Phil isn't Mexican which means Missa marrying him makes him British (the point baffles Missa since Mariana didn't even try hyping up his own husband, but he's too agitated to bring that up) and their back and forth goes on way longer than expected. Too long in fact, as Roier sighs a bored groan to the ceiling, pulling his legs up from under Missa to grab Mariana by the collar, pulling to crash Mariana's and Missa's lips together like they're dolls.
Both men sputter, gasping against each other's lips as Roier pushes Missa's back into Mariana, sly smirk etched on his face. He lets go of them both, revels in the redness swelling in the taller boys' cheeks, and begins shucking off his hoodie.
"You two are so fucking annoying. Let's fuck, come on already," he says, and cackles loudly as Mariana and Missa immediately protest that they're not doing that. It's adorable how similar the two are, even if they don't know it. It's also very fucking annoying, but Roier thrives in heated moments like this.
"Fine. You want to fight so much, go ahead, I'm not fucking anyone who wants to continue arguing," and that's the nail in the coffin as Missa and Mariana freeze, jaws dropping to lock eyes for a moment, and immediately shoot up to scramble out of their clothes, Missa falling off the bed in the process and Mariana's arms getting stuck in his sleeves.
Roier couldn't help but chuckle. He's gonna have fun fucking these two idiots.
