“You’re not sorry, and I’m going to spray silly string in your antlers.” Norah threatened though she jobbed ahead as well to join Amulius. Leaving Buck, and Ezra to bring up the rear; Ezra snickering to himself watching the siblings.
"So, your folks don't trust you enough to stay home alone?" Buck asked Ezra, taking the opportunity of them being alone to give him another good look up and down, admiring the pleasant metamorphosis Ezra had gone through that mirrored his own. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
“They don’t,” Ezra shrugged with a grin. “Not that I mind, your fridge is always full over here and your Dads have cool toys.” He added, admiring Buck himself. Buck was always cute, he looked a lot of Lazlo. But he’d stretch out now, and his features had sharpened. He wasn’t a cute little boy anymore, he was a young man, and everything about him made Ezra hungry.
Ezra had already had his share of partners, even just as a teen. He wasn’t looking for something serious, no romance, at least not right now. But he was a big fan of touching and being touched.
"I hope you're talking about my dad's magic stuff or Boss Man's armory," Buck joked with a chuckle, though he allowed it to trail off a bit before adding with just the right hint of interest and lust, "but if you're interested, I've got better toys." He shrugged. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
“You won’t have to ask me twice, I’ll be there.” Ezra agreed, he maintained his smirk and prolonged eye contact before passing Buck in the hallway to rejoin the others, though he wouldn’t be thinking about anything else until he’d rejoin Buck tonight.
The rest of the evening was fairly normal for the Maniac household, that is to say it was very loud and rowdy with plenty of shouting and plenty of laughter. Lazlo and Amulius both fawned over Buck, their joy in having him back apparent as they filled his plate and ruffled his orange locks. Buck was enjoying every bit of it, but he'd be a liar if he said he wasn't enjoying his view of Ezra right across the table.
There had been plenty of soft hand brushes as they "accidentally" reached for the same slice of pizza or bottle of soda, long legs softly knocked into one another under the table as well. Sultry and eager gazes were shared between the two of them and there were plenty of small gestures that were highly suggestive in nature.
Eventually, the evening died down and everyone went to get ready for bed. Buck gathered his bag from where he'd unceremoniously dumped it earlier in Amulius's office and went to his room to find that while it looked more or less the same as he left it, there were subtle little hints that his dads had been in there while he was gone.
The several plants of devils ivy that hung suspended over his desk were flourishing when he thought they would have surely died without his care. Clearly someone had been watering them and perhaps magicking them for their continued health. He had been gone for months, but there wasn't a speck of dust on any of the furniture. When he made his way over to the bed to flop down, there were clear signs that all of the bedding had been washed if the strong and fresh smell of the family's usual detergent was any indication. When he took a deeper inhale, he could tell that someone, presumably Amulius, had even used some of the bergamont oil Buck kept on his nightstand to scent the bed as well.
He smiled softly at the little gestures his dads had made, reminding him why he had missed them so much. He loved his mother and that wasn't to say she wasn't equally as thoughtful or kind, perhaps sometimes even more so, but he had always been particularly keen on Lazlo's affection, Amulius's too when he came along.
But there was hardly any time to reflect on those sentiments. He had a guest coming very soon.
He set his still packed bag out of the way by his closet, which he promptly opened up to rifle through until he found his box jammed up high and out of sight between a box holding his winter clothes and a crate of old, discarded workbooks from his homeschooling with Uncle Black. The box itself was nothing very special to look at, in fact, it was just one an old box that a pair of Amulius's boots had come in from a few years ago, but inside were all the sexual accouterments Buck would need for the night.
Neither of his fathers were particularly prying when it came to most matters, but they were even less so when it came to Buck's sexual conquests. They of course sat down with him and were even accompanied by Bambi as they explained the birds and the bees and safe practices, but beyond that and giving him a box of condoms, they had left him to his devices, which was fine and fair. Buck had no problem sorting things out himself and gathering what he needed to satisfy both he and his partners. But he had hid the box just in case little sisters were trying to be sneaky and prod around his room. He didn't want Norah to accidentally stumble on his collection and embarrass herself.
He tossed the box on the bed and fished out his condoms and a bottle of lube before discarding the box on the floor by the bed. There would be other times to explore its other contents if everything went well tonight. He set his things on the bedside table before cuing him some music to play softly from his stereo. He went to the window and cracked it open to let in the balmy summer air of New York and then returned to the bed to flop back down.
And then he waited. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Amulius and Lazlo’s townhome was particularly big, while it housed a few bedrooms it was still modest brought. The children mostly bunking with each other and any guests left to the couches or air mattresses blown up and placed on any bare floor space. The twins and Rocko had been sleeping in the living room mostly, Ezra normally sleeping curled up in the chaise with a throw blanket wrapped around him. His sister in the adjacent recliner with the footrest out, and little Rocko on the soft between them.
But Ezra wouldn’t be sleeping tonight, at least he hoped he wasn’t going to be. He waited until everything was off and it was dark, and the low volume of Amulius and Lazlos television finally went silent, and the flickering light couldn’t be seen from under the door. He padded down the hall toward Bucks room, not bothering to knock as he was expected, and let himself in; the door creaking shut behind him.
Buck was sprawled out on the bed, idly scrolling through the photos on his phone, when Ezra arrived. He gave a cheeky grin at the other boy as he closed the door behind him.
“Long time no see.” He joked as he sat up and set his phone aside. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
“Sorry it was so long, had to let my food digest.” Ezra grinned, he reached behind him to click the lock on the door. He wasted no time stripping, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head; his curls clinging to the fabric, messing and bouncing as he threw the shirt to the side. Ezra wasn’t muscular or thick like his Dad, his shoulders were broad but his chest not much wider than his narrow waist that his jeans clung to. He didn’t have aggressive abs but he was toned, you could feel the muscles under his dark skin, flexing and contracting with the subtle shifting in his movements. A strange feature that complemented and accentuated his visible ribs and sharp collarbones.
There were beginning of a chest piece tattoo, though it wasn’t finished. A scarab beetle with its wings spread, surely an homage to his favorite movie, The Mummy. He was quite beautiful, almost androgynous. Months ago, he looked different. His hair big and fluffy, untamed as he hasn’t discovered yet how he was supposed to take care of curly hair. He was tall and skinny, but without an ounce of muscle. It looked like Ezra now, absorbed Ezra from a few months ago for power. Which observing several other occult tattoos, maybe that was true.
"Oh, eager much?" Buck chuckled, though he was already in the process of mirroring Ezra by way of unbuttoning his own shirt. It was harder nowadays to get a shirt over his antlers, so most days whilst in Ireland he hardly wore them, though he was often seen traipsing in the woodlands in thick capes of greenery and flowers like the folk who he kept company with. Back in New York City, he hardly thought the fashion statement would catch on, so he settled for a button up and intended to ask for more.
Buck was long and lean unlike his father who was shorter and more stacked with muscle. There wasn't much tone to his muscles, not like Ezra, and the planes of his stomach were smooth and flat, only dipping into the contours of his ribcage and hips. It was hard to tell unless one was up close or was in the midst of touching him, but his skin gave way to a short and almost coarse coat of fur the same warm, peachy color of his skin save for the sports of white delicately coloring his shoulders and the strip lining up to his tail.
He dropped his shirt onto the floor before standing up then to cross the room to Ezra, no hesitation as he reached out to place a palm flat against the other boy's chest and trailing it down in admiration.
"These are new." He smiled, though his breathing had become a bit huffy with eagerness and arousal already. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"I guess...that's true." Buck managed with a little shudder in his breath as he allowed his hand to be guided downwards. As his fingers slithered into the front of Ezra's pants, he leaned in to place his lips at the crook of Ezra's shoulder and neck. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Ezra’s grin faltered briefly as he let out a little exhale through his nose. Bucks hands settling in Ezra’s pants and his lips on his neck, Ezra relaxed and sank into Buck. He leaned forward, his own hands traveling over Buck’s back and shoulder blades as he nestled his own mouth against his neck.
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