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sharp teeth will sink into the plush of lip, watching fingers disappear through a tight ring. it’s eerily similar, this angel, to him, to rudi. in what they want. being pretty boys with pretty needs. finger - tips are searching the back of throat, wants to hurt him, make him gag  ( just a little ) as punishment for being so … perfect. near. if he could ever see past it, he’d see a friend in michael, not a threat.

 ❛      i am, ain’t i? er’body says so, see? i know.      ❜     it’s a confused confidence he has. still needs the reassurance. has him purring, dipping head to catch fingers against his lips again. dry hand curls into black, unkindly, tug his head back. there’s a bite to his kiss, a domineering and vile presence but so sweet, so spiced with promise. 

the other is locked against him, arm around torso. but tucker’s annoyed he’s not already on his knees, trying to please him. lips retract, a thick strand of saliva connecting, he lingers breath - hush away.      ❛      now say sorry, michael.      ❜      and he lets him go, just like that.

_{HE DOES GAG, finger that runs along the back of his throat causes a small little choked sound to emit from his lips though he doesn’t pull away. ( used to keeping things shoved against the back of his throat ! ) instead he swallows around the finger, knows what to expect this time as the digit slips further down, throat slippery and pliant.} 

_{he lets teeth graze against tucker’s fingers as they’re pulled from his mouth, bites down softly though certainly not enough to hurt. MOANS when hair is yanked by a rough hand, grins up at the pretty boy with hands all over him. takes the opportunity when their lips meet to slip his tongue in tucker’s mouth, pressing and swiping along the siren’s ( just wants a taste !! ). DISAPPOINTED when tucker pulls away, breaking off the kiss.}

_{flipping around he’s on his knees in an instant, fingers slipping just under the hem of tucker’s pants. he tugs at them gently, pressing soft kisses to his hipbones as wings begin to sprawl outwards. tucker seemed to like them, may as well make them look PRETTY. “ i’m sorry, tucker. i was a bad boy. ”}

feveroasis:

❛      FINE. yer real purdy, ‘kay?!      ❜      he’d lie, tell him he was the ugliest boy he’s ever seen. then he’d just leave. tucker’s not that dim, knows how to keep meals and pets around good enough. though he doesn’t quite have the same patience and tact his sister does. 

with a sniff, legs extend, practically engulfing the other. he’ll stick his tongue in michael’s ear, see what that does, what kind of reaction he gets.      ❛      gotta suck my cock good. duh.      ❜      it’s as if the other is stupider than he. how else do you form effective apologies? words means nothing if you don’t prove them.      ❛      imma cum on yer mouth.      ❜                    

fingers are already there again, probing past plush lips with a lethargic interest. tucker’s literally just woken up for a nap but feels he could go for another. needs a good orgasm first. and his apology. 

_{THERE IT IS AGAIN ! and in the same silly lilt he had come to expect from tucker. breath tickles the back of his neck and he squeaks, shivers run down his spine produced by the tongue in his ear though he makes no attempt to avoid it. such a needy little boy, lavished in the attention. leaning back into tucker’s body he looks up at the boy, back of head pressed to the siren’s chest as he reaches up to run a tongue along the bottom of the boy’s chin. it’s not long before he feels fingers at his lips again, opens up his mouth to let them in as his own tongue runs along the digits.}

_{he wants to give tucker what he WANTS, always had been a people pleaser. wants tucker to be happy with him, wants him to like him. lips suck on fingers for a moment before he pulls his head back, letting them go with a POP ! he reaches his fingers up to trace tucker’s lips, feels the smooth skin and trails a finger down to his chin, holds it there a moment. “ you’re pretty too, tucker. real pretty. ”}