#tate.

“   as   if   you’re   giving   me   a   choice   ────   you   show   up   at   my   place   wearing   that   ,   talking   like   that   …   but   if   i   fuck   you   ,   that’s   got   to   be   the   end   of   it   .   no   one   can   know   ;   you’ve   got   to   realize   that   .   ”

" . . . look , i'm just going to leave because if i stay , i don't fuckin' know what'll happen . i fuckin' hate that guy . you know i hate that guy . "

" is this what you wanted ? is this why you taunted me all fucking night in that dress ? ── to get fucked ? that boyfriend doesn't do it for you anymore , huh ? "

“   so   what   ───   you’re   getting   married   tomorrow   ,   but   you’re   here   with   me   instead   .   somethin’   tells   me   i   can   still   get   you   to   change   your   mind   about   him   .   ”

after a long day at training, the twins wanted to blow off some steam. what better way than to call up julian? they knew that the man was probably locked inside with a book in his hands, so they told him they needed help studying. one thing led to another though and they were on his bed, tate behind him. he smirked as he looked down at the other's body, hands moving to rest on top of his cheeks. "that's right, take it." tucker was on the opposite side, kneeling down next to the bed. he started stroking himself while looking over at julian. "tell him how much you like it and then kiss me."