Twingenuity

Ricky nodded in agreement and smiled, glad to see that he was managing a pleasant conversation with the pair before him. “Right? I think more people should talk about food when they enjoy it. Some stuff is really just so good that it needs to be shared.” He smiled, recalling a few places he’d been to that he happily blabbed about to friends and coworkers. They were all happy about any recommendations he had, because Ricky liked trying out new places and wishing for the best of each one. So he shared the ones that actually made an impression and stuck in his mind.

He listened in to the other and gave an agreeing nod, figuring that he very well could join in, and maybe rope some of his own friends into the group and complete the ensemble. “You’ve got a point there. I can probably persuade my pals to join into the Backstreet Boys so we can complete the song with a well-rounded sound.” He responded with a grin, tilting his head a little and waving a hand reassuringly at Nathanial. “Oh, trust me, I’m sure a lot of us don’t come here expecting to be picked up by some record label or agent. Though now you’ve got me curious about what you are vocally talented in.”

Ricky gave a thumbs up at that, chuckling to himself and figuring they’d do well enough without the naughty hip movements onstage. “You think people would be interested after a few pelvic thrusts? Is that how it works?” He asked in amusement, sipping on his beer a little and blinking at Nathanial’s correction. “Huh? Oh, no no. I uh… Single.” He explained, showing off his hand and the lack of ring as an added bit of proof. “I don’t think I have to worry about any frying pans. Or people rushing after me either.” He laughed, finding the very notion to be rather silly. Absurd even.

“For you guys though? I dunno, might have to call security to get them off you both.”

THIS WAS WHY NATHANIEL WANTED TO BRING FINNICK OUT.

To have fun and meet new people --- to see that there was more to life than just reports and overbooked schedules that barely left his brother with any time to sleep. One night per week would be enough to remember his workaholic of a brother that there was more to life than just work. That they could meet interesting people, have a few laughs and create brand new memories that would accompany them forever. And their guest? Ricky? He was doing everything right --- making them actually excited with the prospect of singing. What was that saying…. ? When in Rome?

”I SING TERRIBLY. LIKE A DYING CAT. I THINK SOME AWKWARD DANCING WILL PREVENT PEOPLE FROM RUNNING AWAY.”

Finnick reached out for his beer and attempted not to chuckle as he took a sip, exchanging a complicit look with his twin that was definitely enjoying the outcome of that night. One thing was going out to listen to some music and have a few beers --- another was discussing the chance of them going on stage at a karaoke bar and end up singing Backstreet Boys with a man they had just met. “I am what you call a shower-singer. That way no one can hear me. And if they do --- they might as well assume I am drowning the cat under the shower. I am just preparing you for it. For the madness.”

”HENCE WHY PELVIC THRUSTS ARE A DISTRACTION.”

Nathaniel absolutely loves to hook-up in his car. If it happens behind the wheel, on the backseat or even outside --- he absolutely loves to get a bit frisky and handsy when it comes to his car, considering he does spend a lot of time there while doing surveillance or any other tasks regarding his work.

Ricky steadied his gaze on the male that stood and introduced himself, smiling at him and giving a little bow of his head in greeting. “Pleasure to meet you, Finnick.” He responded, finding himself surprised by just how similar they both looked to one another. Sure, being related was one thing, but there was clearly more to it than just that. It was pretty cool, actually. “Heh, yeah that was me. I guess I got a little carried away when it came to food, but it’s nice to see that you’re a like-minded individual.” He laughed softly, content to hear the other was passionate for fries, like he was. Who didn’t love those fried goodies?

“Oh, no?” He blinked when the other’s responded, surprised for a moment before a slow smile spread on his lips when they mentioned the Backstreet Boys. “Men of good taste, I see. We ought to get one of their songs playing so you guys can rock those boy band tunes.” He responded with a chuckle, raising his brow and shaking his head. “I dunno, I don’t have anything in mind to sing and I wouldn’t want to do that by myself.” He admitted, unable to help but notice the way the other’s moved in sync with each other.

“Maybe with enough persuasion, I could hop up there with somebody.” He admitted, nodding in agreement as he took a sip of his beer and swiped over his lips with his tongue. “That’s understandable, I’m a few in already, though I don’t really even care for beer that much.” Ricky answered, offering an amused grin to the pair. “Yeah, I dunno how everyone would be able to handle pelvic thrusts. Might have an uproar.” He joked lightheartedly, looking back to his table a moment. “You know what, that sounds pretty fun. I’ll see if I can persuade them to sing and then you guys’ll have the chance to do that too. I’d like that.”

THE CONVERSATION WAS FLOWING NATURALLY.

Which was quite different from all the office talks Finnick usually dealt with --- where sometimes he needed to force the words out of a client’s mouth or from a senior’s lips. The thing about lawyers --- then tended to talk a whole damn lot. The change of pace from an office to a bar didn’t change that. What was different was how easy it was to talk to this man that sat beside them and all because he and Nathaniel had struck a conversation about garlic fries. Of all the topics in the world that his brother could use to make conversation with someone… it had to be garlic fries. At least, it wasn’t the typical can I offer you a drink. There was still room for improvement there.

”EVERYONE SHOULD LOVE TALKING ABOUT FOOD.”

Finnick chuckled as well, feeling the weight of his brother’s gaze on his neck as Nate remained quiet for a moment, too busy running his fingers through his hair than to break the conversation over fries --- since clearly, he and Ricky shared that opinion when it came to food. “You can always join us. I mean, the Backstreetboys were five and we are missing some members.” It was lunacy to invite a man that they just met to hop on stage with them and sing some version of ‘Backstreet’s Back’ that would ultimately sound like dying cats more than anything else. “We are not that talented vocally. Not singing at least.” Nathaniel quickly had to correct himself, scooting closer to Finnick so that he could also participate in the conversation.

SOMETHING ABOUT KARAOKES… IT DID MADE THE PEOPLE COME TOGETHER, IT WOULD SEEM.

“Busy bee then, huh? I know how that can be. I hope he enjoys the night soon enough though.” He smiled to the other, chuckling to himself before nodding. “Good idea. If I had a brother, I’d hope they did that for me too. Instead I got friends to poke me into relaxation.” He joked a little, glancing over to his group and sighing contently. “Well, he’ll get there soon.” He reassured, heading off and rejoining his buddies with a small hum.

Ricky settled in with his table and smiled over his friends, gathering a bit of beer and having a sip before he gathered up a hot wing to nibble on. He wasn’t necessarily hungry, but how could he resist the delicious smell of wings and fries just beckoning him to have a taste? So he did, and despite the spicy sensation that coated his tongue and managed to hit him in the back of the throat, he enjoyed the wings and chased that with some potato.

Clearly his friends were delighted as well, since they were gathering up plenty of the goodies for themselves too. It only took a couple of minutes before his curiosity had gotten the best of him, so he stood up with his beer and headed towards his friend from the bar. “Hey, hey. How you both doing, huh? Oh, hi, I’m Ricky. I persuaded your brother to get french fries at the bar.” Ricky introduced himself to the other male, waving his hand a little and offering a sweet smile. “So when are you guys hopping on stage to sing? Any favorite songs?”

THE MOMENT RICKY APPROACHED THEIR BOOTH, BOTH TWINS SAT UPRIGHT.

Nathaniel was all smiles since he had already crossed paths with Mr. Salesperson himself at the bar but for Finnick, it was the first time laying eyes on the other man --- quickly putting his phone away and standing so that he could properly introduce himself as good manners instructed. “I’m Finnick. Nate’s younger brother.” The twin part was pretty much obvious so he really didn’t need to mention that. “You were the one that has a passion for garlic fries? We will get along just fine, you and I.” Not that he had ever experienced garlic fries but Finn liked to consider himself a lover of all sorts of fries. Not that positive for one’s health and physical appearance but while some people found solace in chocolate --- he found it on fries.

”OH --- WE DON’T SING.”

Nate was quick to answer as he exchanged a look with his brother, both of them chuckling and then responding in unison --- something that usually tended to bother people. ”Unless it’s some Backstreet Boys song.” And neither one of them was intoxicated enough to go on stage and since some of the hits of one of the best boy bands on the nineties. “How about you?” Finnick reclined back, offering a spot for Ricky to sit between the two of them, fingers reaching for his beer at the exact same time as Nathaniel. Like mirror images, they brought their glasses to their lips and took a small sip --- placing the glasses back on the table without even blinking an eye. How they were so connected to mirror one another, they could not explain. It was just something that they did. Something that happened.

”WILL YOU BE SINGING TOO?”

Smutty Threesome Starters M/M/M | NSFW

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IT WAS PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST THINGS THAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED TO THEM.

To cross paths with another witch, someone from a different coven that could help them both understand the magic path they were setting themselves into. Luke Parker had offered his assistance in helping them control their powers, which had proved to be a fairly valuable help to both of them. With that said, they spent a lot of time together. Reading tomes of ancient knowledge, slowly attempting to channel their magic to something good. Something that could truly help people in the long run. 

And the thing about channeling one’s magic --- the intimacy that came from it was utterly intense. They could all read each other like open books. They learned things about Luke and the Gemini Coven while Luke had access to their different lives and their path so far. There was no better way to get to know someone in a more intimate way. Know what they liked, what they didn’t like... It was almost like they were able to read each other’s thoughts in that moment. That connection --- strong --- far too intense to be ignored by any of them.

THAT’S HOW THEY GOT TO THIS STAGE. 

Nate had his pants down all the way to his ankles and his fingers played and grabbed Luke’s golden locks with need --- that warm mouth capturing his cock far too intense for him to hold back his moans and whimpers. Luke was naked, looking utterly and positively attractive, something that did not escape Finnick’s attention as he too disposed of his clothes and took their fellow witch into his mouth. Luke sucked one while the other tended to the witch’s needs. Slow and steady pelvic thrusts, giving more and more to the other --- not wanting this moment to end.

“Oh, well would you look at that. You’re right.” He smiled, glad to have made a new friend that was actually interested in hanging out. Things were more fun with company, so he was delighted to be able to share some time with the other male and his brother. He wasn’t about to encroach, that was for sure, but he at least wanted the pair to have a good time here as well. That was the point of coming to these places right? Meeting new people, laughing over beer and singing until your throat ached but it was just too fun to stop. That sounded like a fun time to Ricky.

“Heh, yes I see him. Can’t blame him though, I’m sure my group is being a little loud and he’s waiting on you and whatever goodies you intend on bringing to him.” He responded with a smile, raising a brow at the other’s remark before shaking his head. “No, don’t worry about it. My friend Anna actually suggested we come, so I’m sure she wouldn’t mind at all. But… I mean, I’ll be happy to share my food talk with your brother if you’d like, I suppose.” Ricky laughed, finally gathering up the tray of food and the pitcher of beer.

“I’ll catch you over there then, okay? I’d better get this stuff to them before they start complaining about being hungry.” He joked, giving the other a little nod. “I’ll see you in a bit.” Ricky added for good measure, finally heading off towards his booth so he could set down the food and the beer, pouring a few glasses and then leaning against the booth with a smile. “Might have some fellas stopping in, we’ll see.” He told his friends, watching them give approving nods.

THE NIGHT COULDN’T HAVE STARTED ANY BETTER.

Between Finnick actually agreeing with this night out and the awesome vibe that the bar had --- Nathaniel was already make friends by the bar counter, discussing food which was not the most popular choice for a first conversation. But hey, it worked! He was already enjoying every second of it, the chill vibe and stress free zone being everything he wanted for that particular night. The week had been complicated and everyone needed to just relax for a couple of hours in order to maintain some degree of sanity. That’s what people did. They worked and they found outlets for the stress and negativity that they had endured during the week.

EXCEPT FOR FINNICK WHO SEEMED TO BE WORKING STILL.

“I’m pretty sure he’s working.” The was a somewhat embarrassing laugh rolling from Nate’s lips as he glanced towards his brother. The whole idea was relaxing, not spending more hours glued to his phone and making sure that everything was perfect and that all the reports had been proofread and sent back to the source. “He’s a bit of a workaholic. I’m pretty sure he isn’t even paying attention to anything that goes around him. That’s why I tried to bring him out tonight. To just… have fun. Meet new people and enjoy his time.” Which was probably easier said than done. They so needed to have a talk about this.

WAVING RICKY GOODBYE AFTER THE PROMISE OF JOINING HIM LATER, NATE COLLECTED HIS DRINKS AND MADE HIS WAY TO FINNICK.

Dirty A-Z headcanon game

F - Food play (do they like using food in the bedroom? are there any foods they prefer to use during sex or foreplay? any they’d like to try?)

Other than the occasional strawberries and chocolate, Finnick does not like to engage in food play. Not due to the fact that he would end up dirty ( showers are a thing ) but it would be a waste of food. So many people out there starving and he’s having food ending up on the trash because of some food war that took place in the bedroom.

I - Impact play (here’s where talking about things like spanking, paddles, canes, floggers and the like.) 

He does like to spank almost as much as getting spanked himself. There’s something incredibly erotic in feeling a warm hand spanking one’s ass at the right time and place --- to feel the gentle caress of a leather belt against the warm skin before that sudden jolt of pain and the burning sensation spreading. If one knows how to properly use their hands for a spank, toys are hardly a necessity.

N - Not yet (orgasm delay? orgasm denial? do they tell their partner not to touch themselves for a certain amount of time or under certain circumstances? do they delay or deny other things like bathroom usage or food? do they need to beg first? do they like being denied / delayed?)

There is a certain fun in denial. Both to himself and his partner. It makes the levels of arousal grow and it further assists in making the experience more lasting as well as pleasurable. The begging is also hot. Finnick doesn’t beg, however. He might curse, trash around a bit but begging is something that he will never do. He doesn’t see himself a beggar in any sense of the word. Denying food and bathroom breaks is just wrong --- he would hate it if he was the one being starved or denied a pee break --- so he would never subject someone else to the same treatment.

C - Crying (is it a turn on? a turn off? do they cry during sex? have they cried during sex? what was the reason?)

It is a MASSIVE turn-off and screams red flags all over. If someone cries during sex it’s either due to the fact that they are emotional unstable and are regretting it or they are hurting enough to cry. Definitely not the sort of kink some yaoi pictures make it out to be.

K - Kissing (what parts of their body do they like having kissed? what parts of their partner do they enjoy kissing? do they like leaving marks / having marks left on them?)

The lips and neck are always nice places to be kissed and bitten in a not so rough manner. His forearms, thighs --- also good places to be kissed and bitten if one expects Finnick to react to such caresses. As for kissing, Finnick likes to take his time. It’s a methodical pace that lets him slowly kiss every inch of his partner’s body, taking mental notes on the sensitive areas where a higher pitch of moan occur.

H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?)

A massive and monumental turn-off. While Nate understands that some people actually get off with that sort of scenario --- it’s not something that he views as necessary. Some dirty talking is welcome assuming that there is trust between partners but going around and humiliating someone just to get their rocks off... that’s a monumental no. Self-esteem is important one never knows when a certain word or term used won’t be triggering to the other person.

L - Lighting (are the lights on? off? do they have some kind of mood lighting set up?)