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We gotta stay close to each other, he said. That way we don't lose each other anymore.
If he knew that his roommates were going to take that in a literal sense, Ze never would've opened his mouth.
He had protested a few times when the rejected entity and the clown were standing so close to him, breathing in his ears like their lives depended on it, but it didn't stop the pair from practically clinging to him. ReGect constantly had his arms wrapped around one of Ze’s, while Moe would rest her arm on the opposite shoulder, both of them leaning their bodies against Ze as he struggled to drag them along. At first it was annoying, but then it actually—no, it didn't turn out fine, he didn't get used to it as the hours went on, it actually just got more annoying.
It seemed like a break was finally here, at least. Wakafante had left the house again with another excuse to go see that stupid pirate that Ze hates so much. No Fante meant Ze would be able to relax in the now-quiet tower, not having to worry about any smoke alarms going off from the wizard's stupid potions exploding or some shit. But he didn't get to relax by himself this time, with Moe and ReGect still clinging to his sides on the couch, inviting themselves in to join him on his so-called chill day.
“Okay. Guys. This is getting fucking ridiculous.”
His newest protest would only be met with a giggle-like honk and an amused wheeze from ReGect. “Yeah, you're right, your complaining is getting excessive here, man.”
“Honk honk!”
“What the– Don't agree with him, Moe!!!” Ze threw his head back against the couch as he groaned in frustration, his ears once again full of silly honks and laughter. “You guys know what I mean. How many times do I have to say I didn't mean for you to take the whole staying close thing literally?”
“You haven't told us not to be here, idiot. You're just complaining that we have been.”
“Honk!”
“Exactly. You haven’t told us to leave, so we haven’t. Simple as that.”
Ze slowly opened one eye, glaring over towards the lack of a face on his left. “…Right, yeah, I guess I haven't.”
“…Do you want us to go away?”
“Honk honk?”
“N-no I– I'm not uncomfortable, I promise. Just, uh…” Warm. He was warm. Too warm. He wasn't used to this much touch, especially for this long. But even with the foreign feeling, Ze was starting to like the warmth. It was so nice compared to the cold, dark walls of the hole, and he needed as much reassurance as possible that he wasn’t still in there. “…No, I…I don't want you to go.”
An affirmative hum came from the entity, and he shifted his invisible head to nuzzle into the crook of Ze's neck, making the latter shiver. He will never get used to that feeling of fur he can't see. “That's what I thought.”
Moe, following along with ReGect, moves her face closer to Ze’s to rest her head against his, somehow not getting her makeup in his hair. She let out a curious honk, making sure this was okay, and she smiled after feeling Ze's shy nod against her head.
Ze was now even more sandwiched between both entities, as if they weren't close enough already. He felt his lungs tighten, air getting caught in his throat. Moe was subconsciously drawing little circles into his shoulder with her finger, while ReGect had snaked his claws along his waist at some point, getting even closer to the army boy. His breath was against Ze’s neck, sending more and more chills up his spine, and making his stomach churn with an unfamiliar feeling.
Well, not too unfamiliar. He just didn't want to admit what it was.
They were driving him crazy. “W-…warm,” was all Ze managed to mumble out, making his roommates perk up ever so slightly. “Ffffeeling…warm. Really warm.”
“Honk?”
“N-no no, no, it’s–…it’s not too much. Just…” Ze let out a shaky exhale, his legs squirming slightly to squeeze together before he tried to relax again. Moe’s finger digging in his shoulder and ReGect’s arm around his waist was making his head spin…not to mention ReGect’s tail curling around his leg. He felt hot. He felt good. “…Just warm…”
“Is that a bad thing?”
An embarrassingly long pause, and Ze looked away from ReGect’s visible eye staring up at him, feeling more flush wash over his already-red face. “…No.”
The entities glanced at each other and met eye to eye for just a second. It seems they had the same idea. A grin grew on Moe’s face while ReGect’s eye squinted in a hidden smirk, before they both leaned in even closer to Ze. He couldn’t help but sputter out nonsense for a second, feeling the warmth in his stomach get hot enough to almost boil. “G-guys? What are you—”
“Honk…honk honk.”
Ze shivered again at Moe's reassurance, trying to relax into the couch like she told him to. Her stare moved to lock onto Ze’s eyes, hers falling half-lidded as she grinned, trailing her circling finger away from his shoulder. She dragged it down his chest, another finger reaching over to hook around the zipper of his jacket to bring it down with her, before she reached his stomach…and teasingly poked at the hem of his pants. There was a very obvious tent that Ze was praying would go unnoticed, but clearly Moe was more powerful than any god that could answer his prayers…or maybe it was the fact that she had eyes. And could see. Very clearly. Maybe it was both.
Ze could feel himself burning, but when he tried to look away from the clown, she reached for his chin with her free hand and made him turn back. She made him stare at her as she slowly started to pull one side of the jacket off his shoulder, her focused eyes quickly shifting into something more…yearning, all while he squirmed in her hold.
ReGect muffled a laugh against Ze’s neck as he heard him stutter, and just to add to the tease, he grazed his teeth against the skin of his neck to make him jolt. Instead of hearing an embarrassing yelp, however, ReGect instead felt a hand reach around and hold the back of his head in place, a needy whine escaping Ze as he shivered. It made a hint of shimmering gold burn at his invisible cheeks, and ReGect couldn’t help but purr as he pressed his face into the other’s neck more, scraping the skin with his teeth. He didn’t bite, which is smart considering his teeth are much sharper than those of a human, but that seemed to make Ze even more impatient.
More little sounds came out of Ze in the form of groans and whines, ReGect’s teeth and Moe’s hands working wonders on his body in such little ways. It was embarrassing how worked up he was getting over some hot air on his neck and some fingers on his chest. It was warm. It was hot. Too hot. He was way too fucking hot. “I– hah– guys, hold on, j-just a second.”
In an instant, the entities sit back away from Ze, watching him try and fail to catch his breath. Moe still kept a hand on his exposed shoulder, while ReGect still kept his tail wrapped around his thigh, but otherwise they gave him space. “Fuck… Okay, o-okay, sorry, I’m just…hot. It’s really hot.”
There’s an amused grin on Moe’s face as she honks, gesturing towards him with her free hand.
“That’s– yeah, I guess taking the jacket off would help with that. Thanks.”
“That was her plan all along. Obviously. To make you look less—FEEL less hot. Feel. Yeah. That’s what I said the first time. Because you’re feeling hot. Not that you look hot. Duh. Shut up. Shut the hell up.”
“I was silent.”
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck YOU!!!”
Yeah you’d like that wouldn’t you, goes unsaid from both of them.
Ze rolled his eyes as he reached up, sliding the rest of his jacket off and letting it fall onto the couch. A relieved sigh hissed out of his teeth as he deflated into the cushions, letting the coolness of the room hit his exposed skin and settle the heat in his veins…well, most of his veins. He still had camp set up in his pants.
He could feel ReGect’s stare burning into his muscles, tracing along his arms and his abs peeking through his black tanktop, but he was quick to interrupt by flicking at his face. “Dude. My eyes are up here.”
The entity rolled his own eye, itching where his flicked nose supposedly is. “Yeah well your dick is up too so I don’t know what your point is.”
“DUDE!!!” There’s a quick honk from Moe like a laugh, both the sound and ReGect’s comment making Ze’s face go back to burning a dark shade of red. He desperately pulled down on his tanktop to cover his not-so-hidden boner, squeezing his legs together again. “Oh my god, just shut up, just shut up! Can we just– are we–…are we doing this or not? O-or am I– am I just gonna have to take care of this upstairs or something.”
The entities blinked at the question. “Are we doing…what, exactly.”
“Don’t– dude, ReGect, please don’t act dumb right now, you know what I mean.”
“Honk…?”
“No, no I– I just needed a second, Moe, I didn’t want to…stop, I just, uh…” He shrunk slightly in his seat, looking even more embarrassed. “Wait. Wait, shit, you guys were just…you were just messing with me, weren’t you. Teasing me or– or some shit like that to get a reaction out of me. Maybe ‘cause I wouldn’t shut up from complaining, hah… You didn’t actually mean any of that did you.” He didn’t let either of them answer, opening his mouth again to laugh his nerves away. It didn’t help. “I probably should’ve– no, that makes sense, I wouldn’t want to, uh, do anything like that with me either, haha. I should’ve guessed that from the start. God this is fucking embarrassing, you guys got me good, I-I– it’s fine though, I don’t blame you, the look on my face is probably funny or something and I’m acting all pathetic over a stupid joke and—”
“Oh my GOD for fuck’s sake Ze SHUT UP!!!”
He flinched as ReGect raised his voice, watching the entity pull down on his invisible face in frustration. “Oh my god you’re an idiot, you’re a fucking idiot, dude. Why the hell would this be some kind of prank? We’re not— we’re not messing with you, Ze. If we didn’t want this, we wouldn’t be doing this. I mean– mierda– Moe and I literally have had these long ass talks about this before because we’ve been going crazy about you!” His arms cross over his chest as his tail flicks nervously, that pretty golden blush over his hidden cheeks again. “There, I fucking admit it. Are you happy now? We…we want this, Ze. We do.”
Moe quickly nods her head, averting her gaze and honking shyly.
Even with his jacket off, even with the cooler air of the living room surrounding him, Ze felt like he was burning again. “You– you guys… Wait, how long have you felt like this?”
ReGect lets out a flustered breath, clearing his throat and looking away too. “Does it matter??”
“…Kinda. I wanna make fun of you.”
“Woooow.”
“……………Honk.”
“WOOOOW okay!!! I don’t even have Moe on my side anymore. This shit sucks.”
“Welcome to my world,” Ze huffed, laughing under his breath. Even with it barely being more than a chuckle, it was enough to make the entities turn back to look at him, a hint of adoration in their eyes. It made Ze’s smile turn wobbly and shy, a forced cough escaping his throat to clear it. “Wh– what? Is there something on my face?”
“Honk honk!”
“She meant to say ugly. Something ugly. Not cute.”
Ze raised a middle finger, watching in amusement as the entity returned the gesture right back. Who would’ve guessed he’d enjoy bickering with such an annoying bastard this much…
But…feelings aside, Ze looked down awkwardly, heat still swirling in a pool in his stomach. The campsite around his crotch still had a tent up. “Uh…with all of that being said, though, um…”
Moe tilts her head, ReGect asking the expected question for her. “Did you…want to continue?”
Ze swallows hard, and after a moment of silence, he very quickly nods. “Y-yes. God yes I– please? Please…”
With one more glance at each other, the entities turned back to Ze and moved in closer again, Moe gently pushing him to lay back against the couch. She let out a low, slow sound from her horn as she leaned in by Ze’s ear, making him shiver with a groan as ReGect repeated her honk into his neck, both of their hands teasing at the hem of his sweatpants.
“Then relax… We’ll take care of you.”