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prettytoxicrevolver · 3 years

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Five Times Colson Baker Almost Kissed You and the One Time He Did

Requested? For someone else maybe (i’m sorry LMAO)

Warnings? None?

Summary: You and Colson have been best friends for years now and had feelings for each other for what seems like the same amount of time. However, you always seem to be missing out on one another.

Word Count: 2,902 (it’s so long but I promise it’s worth it)

One

“One hour,” Colson says, trying to convince you.

“No.”

“Please? We can get food after,” he begs and you consider it for a moment.

“Alright.”

Colson cheers loudly at this, picking you up and spinning you around before throwing you back onto his king-sized bed. He heads to his closet, sorting through his clothes to find something to wear and you roll your eyes at your best friend.

Colson had been begging you practically all week to go to a party that Pete Davidson was surprisingly throwing. You had always wanted to meet his best friend but had never gotten the time to do so. That was the main reason you said yes to going to the party and the other was Colson was Colson and you couldn’t say no to those big blue eyes.

“One hour,” you tell him when you arrive at the house.

“One hour,” he repeats pressing a kiss to your cheek before heading into the party.

You head in slowly, making your way to the drink table first and pouring yourself something before figuring out what to do next. Just as you’re about to walk around in hopes of finding someone you know, you hear someone call your name.

“(y/n)?” you turn to see Pete standing a few feet away with a smile plastered on his face.

“Hey! I’m Pete,” he says offering his hand to shake. “I didn’t mean to sound weird knowing who you are, Colson talks about you a lot.”

“Good to know,” you joke, and Pete smiles.

The two of you end up talking for a while, getting to know each other, and trading secrets about Colson. You don’t realize how fast time is going until a drunk Colson finds you.

“Darling!” he calls, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and leaning his head against yours. “You met Pete?”

“Yes, love. And you’re wasted?” you ask.

You turn your head to the side to look at your best friend when it occurs to you how close Colson is. An inch rests between two of you, and your eyes flicker between his and his lips. Your eyes land on each other and for a moment something passes between the two of you.

"Y'all gonna kiss or what?" Pete says from in front of the two of you.

You and Col both laugh, and your head rests on his chest. The two of you cast another glance at each other before you maneuver so your arm is around Colson's waist and his slips around your shoulders.

"Let's go, big guy."

Two

"Fuck!" Colson curses loudly while messing with the pearl-like necklace.

You stand from your spot on the couch and head over to your frustrated best friend. As you walk up to him, his hands drop and you stand in front of him. You offer a small smile and reach up to click together the confusing necklace.

“I’m nervous,” he admits as you work on the jewelry. “Why the fuck am I nervous?”

“Because it’s a VMA and you’ve been working your ass off and you deserve one.”

“But I don’t care if we win or lose,” he insists and you nod.

“I know. But you still care a little bit.”

After fastening the necklace, you fix it so the bullhorn is at the center of his neck. Once finished, your hands fall to his chest and you look up at him.

“You’re gonna win.”

Because of restrictions, you sit to the side of the room as Colson heads in front of the cameras to talk to the interviewer. You sit back and admire your best friend’s success, proud to have been able to watch how far he’s come and how amazing he’s done in his career, vma or not.

“What I wanna let you know, you won the vma. I have somebody bringing it in for you right now.”

Just as Colson begins to freak out on camera, you immediately start to jump up and down for your best friend. You want to run up and hug him and tell him you knew it but you refrain wanting to hear what he says in his acceptance speech.

He runs through the og’s, Casie, his family, Travis, and Mod, and just as he’s about to stop, his eyes land on you.

“My beautiful best friend. Just before this, she was reassuring me that I was gonna win and I trust her with everything. Thank you for always believing in me.”

A happy tear falls as Colson continues to cheer and you watch until the interview is over and the crew cuts the camera. As soon as they’re finished, Colson beelines straight for you.

His arms wrap around your waist and yours slip around his shoulders and you can feel the excitement and love radiate between the two of you. He picks you up and spins you around unable to contain the happiness and you’re both practically screaming in the tiny backstage area.

“I won!!” he yells.

“You won!!” you echo and you’re both laughing out of pure bliss.

He sets you down and you take a step back, your hands moving from his shoulders to his face and you cup his cheeks and see a beaming smile greet you.

“I’m so proud of you Col,” you say and he laughs lightly still not believing this all.

You stay there like that for a moment, gazing into each other eyes and your heart beats fast as his striking blue eyes study yours. Your thumb absentmindedly strokes the side of his cheek and he leans into your touch. You’re certain he’s leaning in and you’re getting closer when someone interrupts you.

“Colson? Is it okay if we get some pictures?”

Three

“Okay, we’re gonna sit here and get all of our work done even if it kills us,” you say turning to your best friend and laughing.

“Or, we could go to this party in the hills?” Kells asks, offering you puppy dog eyes.

“Absolutely not. You have to finish that song and I need to write this paper. We can get it done together.”

The older boy gazes at you from across the room and you meet it with ease. After a moment or so, he breaks and you giggle lightly knowing you won.

You and Colson both had been putting off your respective work for days now. You were both born procrastinators, having bad habits for waiting till the last minute to get things done. When you met each other, it got a little bit easier to finish things though when you had to do it together.

However, sometimes you got things done much later in the night than the two of you would have liked. Currently, it was almost 2:30 and neither one of you had made much progress.

“Okay, I’m done,” Kells says coming over to your spot on the couch and laying down.

His head falls into your lap and you instinctively let your hands fall to his hair. Your hands card through the soft blonde locks that fall into a messy mohawk formation on his head. You watch as Kells eyes fall shut as your nails scratch the sides of his buzzed hair before running through the locks once more,

“Hey,” Colson says and you look down at him. You smile lightly at the older boy and he sits up at the action. He props up on his elbow, one hand reaching up to twirl his fingers through your hair and you hum at the action. Your eyes trace over his features, committing each perfect detail to memory.

You suddenly realize you’re both moving closer and closer to each other until you’re centimeters away from each other. Your heart is nonexistent and your eyes shut in anticipation at the closeness.

Suddenly the loud sound of your alarm goes off and the two of you split. Colson falls back into your lap, his head hanging lowly and sighing quietly. You scramble to turn the alarm off, completely forgetting that you turned it on in case you took a nap during your work.

“So close,” you hear Colson whisper before he stands and goes back to his work and you find yourself smiling.

Four

“I suck,” you tell him.

“You don’t suck,” Colson reassures you.

“Please? It’s one song, the last song! Please?” he begs taking your hands in his and tugging at them lightly.

“Fine.”

“Let’s go!” Col cheers letting go of your hands to pump his fists together.

Colson had come to you when he was almost finished with the album and had only a few songs left to mix and go over to make sure they were perfect. After going over the album and the deluxe over and over, Colson finally realized what he was missing.

“It’s just this part at the end, me and Dom already did it but I think adding a high harmony will be perfect,” Colson explains, leading you into the small recording booth.

He wanted to add you onto body bag, one of your favorite tracks off of Col’s new album that he recorded with none other than YungBlud. The two finished the song, but Colson insists the ending woahs need a harmony. So, he came to you which you still didn’t understand in the slightest.

“Are you sure you want me to sing? I’m gonna ruin the whole song.”

“Definite. I’ll sing with you if that makes you feel better,” he reassures and you nod.

The two of you get set up, Col explaining the process along the way and you try to follow along to the best of your abilities. After putting on your headphones and you both step up to the mic, your nerves start to kick in.

“I promise it’s not bad. And we can always redo it.”

You nod at your best friend and he smiles before giving Travis the thumbs up to start the audio. The backing of the song begins and out of habit, you begin to dance to the song.

Just before the part you’re supposed to sing hits, Colson taps you and you look over at him and he nods as you’re supposed to come in. The two of you sing together, you hitting a higher harmony and Colson smiles wide at you the entire time.

“It’s perfect guys,” Travis says when you’re finished.

“We finished!” Colson yells.

“You did it!” You yell back.

It hits you both at the same time, the fact that Colson had finished something so close to him and your best friend had achieved something so great.

You jump into Colson’s arms, your legs wrapping around his waist and your arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders. He catches you as if he’s done this a million times, his arm circling your waist and he pushes his face into your neck.

You pull away, about to tell Col how proud you are of him when you’re struck by the proximity of the two of you. You both smile widely at each other, radiating complete and utter joy. You move closer, wanting to finally close the gap, wanting to enhance this moment when you’re interrupted.

“Uh, guys?”

Five

“Colson,” you whine from across the room.

“Yes?” he asks looking up at you.

You give him a look, the look you’ve perfected between the two of you that is always understood whether you say something before, after, or nothing at all. It always means I want food.

“We just ate!” he exclaims and you burst out laughing.

“We ate preppy award show food! I want Mcdonald’s,” you say in between laughter.

“I mean,” he says, shooting you the same look and now you’re both cackling together.

You grab your phone and Col grabs his keys and the two of you head out together. Some days, going to McDonald’s and just hanging out was the best for you and Colson. You got to relax, spend some genuine time with each other and do whatever you wanted.

As you drive, you and Colson sing along to your throwback playlist and talk about the award show you just attended together. You two were getting tired of award season, and the speeches and the tiny food. However, you always promised that if you had each other you’d bear every award show.

“Usual?” Col asks when you pull up the speaker.

“Yes please,” you answer.

Colson orders your food and as you pull up to the first window you try to hand him your credit card.

“Venmo me,” he says.

“I..” you begin and he tilts his head to the side in confusion.

“Have no money in my bank account currently.”

The two of you burst out laughing, the worker giving you confused looks as Colson hands him his card anyway and you try to protest but nothing comes out between the giggles.

After Colson pays and you pick up the food, you tell him to pull over somewhere so you can eat. He ends up finding a secluded parking lot for the two of you to chill.

As you eat, you two talk about random things, from stories from the week to past dumb things you two have done. You end up laughing and enjoying your time well past when you finish your food.

“Remember when you fell at that award show?” kells asks and you begin to laugh.

“It was one time!”

“You face planted!” he reminds you and you’re both laughing all over again.

“You didn’t even try and catch me,” you whine.

“I’ll always catch you I promise,” he says and you look over at your best friend.

Kells wears a serious expression replacing the bright but rare smile on his lips just seconds previous. Your eyes search his, uncertain of the meaning behind the words. His hand takes yours, his thumb rubbing over the soft skin and his eyes stare into the distance as he does the action.

“Col,” you whisper, trying to get the older boys attention.

His eyes snap to yours and his hand moves from yours to your cheek. His thumb traces your features, trailing from your jaw to your lips and you’re breathless at his touch. Just as you inch closer and closer, your lips ghost over each other’s, and your breath hitches.

You think you’re about to meet, a long-awaited connection when a horn blares out of nowhere, scaring the two of you apart. You both settle back into your seats, a soft chuckle emitting from your best friend as he shakes his head. You bite your lip, a hand coming up to feel the skin where his fingers gracefully touched and you can’t believe your moment was ruined once more.

And One

“Hey I’m coming over in 5,” you say greeting Colson from the view of your car.

“Uh why?” he asks peering into the phone to figure out why you’re headed over to his place so late at night.

“Cause there’s a meteor shower and I wanna watch it from a good view,” you explain and Colson laughs at you.

After a quick drive, you’re walking inside of Colson’s house with blankets, pillows, and tons of snacks. When Col sees you, he hops up from the couch and helps you with the stuff.

“You seriously drove all the way over here for a meteor shower?”

“It’s a better view over here!” you defend and Colson laughs.

Together you bring the stuff upstairs and manage to bring it out onto the rooftop. You set up, laying blankets over the rooftop, setting up pillows, and laying out snacks.

“When is the shower supposed to start?” Col asks as he climbs back onto the roof next to you.

“I think like 10 minutes?”

Colson nods in response, settling in next to you. He lays down, his hand slipping underneath his head to prop himself up slightly. You lay down next to him, relaxed in each other’s presence as you wait for the meteor shower to begin.

As you sit and stare at the stars, your mind wanders to the boy next to you. As cheesy as it was, you’d always be grateful to have Colson Baker in your life. No matter what happened, knowing him and gaining life experience together will be something you always cherished.

You feel Colson moving next to you, and his hand slowly trails down until it meets yours, interlocking your fingers with ease. Your heart pounds slowly in your chest and you’re surprised Colson can’t hear it.

“Hey,” he says and you turn to look at him.

His hand comes to meet your cheek and you search his eyes. You sink into the feeling of his hands on you and nothing feels better in the world. As he moves closer, your breath hitches and you’re mesmerized by his stunning blue eyes.

Then his lips are on yours, and the long awaited connection has sparks lighting from end to end. He moves slightly so he’s facing you, one hand holding your waist as the other caresses your cheek and you’re relaxed into his touch.

As he pulls away, he places another chaste kiss to your lips and you’re left smiling wide. As you stare into Col’s eyes, you can’t help but giggle as the ultimate feeling of happiness overwhelms you.

“Fucking finally,” he says and the two of you are really laughing now.

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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 11 months

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A Chieftain's Vow

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: future ABO/Omegaverse, viking Col (mentioned violence), fae Dom, still pretty tame though, slow burn maybe, mentioned sacrifice, mentions of cannibals, naked boys, longing stares, playful wrestling, Col being a cocky viking, mild sexism, bathing, claiming (but not in the way you think) ☠️ Rating: mature

All ideas talked out with and helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Damhnaic woke slowly, the events of the day before rushing back at him. His jade eyes blinked fast as they adjusted and he looked around the room. He tried not to move as he let his senses search, he was nervous waking in a stranger's bed, even if it was on his own pelt. The Viking had been so kind but that didn't mean in the light of day he would show the same care. Perhaps it was a game to him. The selkie had witnessed the brutality of some of the clan already, Kol'son was humane but his uncle? Just the thought of the brash bastard made the boy shiver. He calmed himself with the combined scent of his own pack soaked deep in his fur and the smell of his new companion he was slowly getting used to. It was strange how nice the leader smelled to him. Humans were dangerous and disgusting things- at least that's what he'd been taught.

A soft sigh escaped him as he sat up and stretched. It felt strange being in his human form so long, normally he woke on sun warm rocks surrounded by his family. He just hoped they were alright and not cursing his name. He knew at times he could be daft but this was a whole new level. Tom would yell at him, that he was sure of. At least they were long separated from his parents, he'd truly never hear the end of it from them. The boy whimpered when he realized he was completely alone but he instantly chided himself for the noise. He shouldn't be hoping for more time around the human, if anything it was good he was alone. He could take his pelt and leave, just as he thought the night before.

He would miss the soft gruff voice and the sight of those sea blue eyes raking over him. He'd been watching him so long and he wouldn't stop now but it certainly felt different having the chieftain looking back, recognizing him as an equal instead of an animal of the sea. He'd only been so close once before, in his other form he'd been napping one day and was awoken by someone scratching his belly as if he were a wolf of the land. Part of him had been embarrassed but so much of him fell in love. It wasn't allowed of course and he'd never try but… "I'll miss you Kol." He sighed, pushing himself to stand and pulling his skin around him as if it were just a blanket. He couldn't shift here, it would be far too hard finding his way back to the sea but he tried to make it look somewhat normal. He could hear the clan awake and starting their day.

Dom snuck carefully through the small village, he tried to stay away from most of the humans because he knew he didn't look like them even in this form. He'd caught the shock in the man's gaze when he noticed his fangs, the darkness of the inner rim of his lips and around his eyes, the way his eyes shined, and his skin felt wet to the touch. Thankfully they were all so busy no one looked twice at the boy escaping with a seal fur but he hurried into the forest anyway and followed the scent of the sea. That was until he heard a familiar voice singing and unbidden his path was changed. He truly couldn't help it, and here he thought he was the siren. Well… half.

"Good morning Dom! I meant to bring you breakfast but this is the only time I can get to myself. I thought you might sleep longer after your journey." The singing changed to a soft rasped voice speaking to him and again he was enchanted by the human. It made his belly flutter with nerves. He didn't know how the leader recognized him before he was even in view but he sped his steps until he found the man. Naked again. Bathing in a warm spring. "Were you looking for me?" He asked, his brow arched. He grinned playfully at the sight of the newcomer covered by his new bedding. It was precious honestly and interesting how well it seemed to fit over him. Almost as if it were made for the boy.

"I…" Dom trailed off and bit his lip, he couldn't exactly say he was running home, he might get put to death for daring to do anything with the chieftain's explicit permission so instead he nodded and sighed. "I was. I woke alone and got worried. I should um.. leave ya to your baff."

"Don't be shy kid, join me? You must be a mess after walking through the woods alone. Come on, it's a special honor. I never let anyone share." He grinned, dropping under the water to wet his long blonde braids before he came back up and swam closer to the edge. The selkie was having a hard time not staring at the wet skin. The black ink covering almost every inch of his skin, the scars from numerous battles, but the hardest thing to ignore was the human's surprisingly large cock that appeared even more massive from under the water. Of course he noticed it the previous night but now everything felt different. His brazenness was more exposed in the light of day. "Get your ass in here kid, do you really wish to ignore me?" It wasn't truly a threat and Damhnaic could tell, if not by the tone the bright smile would give away the tease. He'd never known Kol to be full of himself. Always only in jest.

He took a breath and shed his skin yet again, it was becoming a dangerous habit around the man but no one was watching to tell him no. He wouldn't listen to them anyway. He was used to the cold of the sea so when his foot hit warmth he shivered but he must have been testing the water too delicately. "I don't know how your tribe does it boy but here-" The man paused as he lunged close, curling his big palm around the selkie's ankle and he tugged, pulling him into the spring. The boy came up spluttering and coughing up a taste of water he wasn't accustomed to directly into the chuckling bastard's face. "Here we act as men. I didn't take a cannibal for such… cuteness."

Dom paused as he pushed his drenched hair back and he hoped he didn't look like a wet rat. He knew the man thought him cute in his seal form but- "Cannibal?" He knew the word the man spoke but he was confused. He'd never eaten flesh.

"I just figured. Your teeth and the ink, isn't that what it means?" Kol'son wasn't trying to be rude and he hoped he hadn't just put his foot in his mouth. He was known to do that and he'd rather not embarrass himself so quickly around the boy. He didn't know why he cared so much but the kid was pretty and… nice. There was just something about him.

Damhnaic could say a lot, he could be honest and explain he'd never been touched by ink in the way his companion had, he could say the fangs were natural but to do that he'd have to tell him he was magic. He was fae. That… didn't feel smart. "Yes um… well. I don't like to talk about it. Let's jus' say I left me family. We… didn't agree on every'fin."

"So you're not gonna eat me in my sleep?" The leader joked, trying to cheer the boy by splashing him. He could understand family differences, he didn't always agree with his uncle. The man could be callous and terrifying but he was what a viking should be, Kol knew he was too soft.

The boy giggled and splashed back, surprised when the man acted so familiar and comfortable with him. The water play got more intense, the human was raised a brute and he couldn't seem to help teasingly battling the smaller man. When Dom tried to swim away he dove for him, wrapping himself around the kid's back.

Damhnaic froze the moment the human curled around him, the front of his body getting pressed against the rocks. He wasn't surprised by the blood rushing to his dick the moment his friend's much larger length slipped against his skin but he was surprised by the rush of nerves in his belly and the strange new feeling in his core. He'd been born an omega, he was raised to know he was a virgin bride sacrifice for his family's god- one of the reasons that had sent him running away but… he never learned what that entailed. His mother didn't explain it. He had always known of the secret place between his legs but fuck he'd never been so aware of it as he was in that moment.

"Pinned you. I don't know who taught you to fight kid but they were lacking. I should teach you to defend yourself better. You're far too small and pretty to be out here with just those teeth to scare people off." Warm breath tickled the selkie's skin and he couldn't help a soft whine when he felt something even hotter between his legs. He just prayed whatever was happening to him the human wouldn't notice. "Did I hurt you?"

Kol worried and pulled away, turning the boy around in his hold to look over him. He shouldn't be so concerned for someone who wasn't even part of his clan but he couldn't seem to help it. There was something special about the kid. "I'm alright, fanks. Wha' ya mean I'm too pretty?" He huffed, playfully pushing the chieftain back and trying to get a little distance between them. Part of him was almost scared he was hurt. He wanted to check himself but he was quite sure human men didn't have what he did, he couldn't let Kol see. He'd be shunned for sure, possibly killed.

"You're fucking with me right? You're pretty like a girl. Even with those scary ass teeth. You have the cock of a man but the face of a nymph." Kol'son shrugged. He didn't mind being honest, if anything he'd always been blunt. It was a side effect of being the leader's son turned leader, he got away with basically everything.

Dom blinked slowly, he'd never heard someone speak so plainly or call him pretty. Whatever had stirred in his belly was only getting worse. "I'm not… fucking wiv you Kols. I don't know wea'ver to say fanks or not." He scoffed.

"You should. It was a compliment." The man sighed, giving the kid a little space and washing himself. They'd already taken so much time in the bath. "You should also stay. If you're on the run I can offer you a place here. Protection. I can tell you can't do it yourself."

"I… I shouldn't." Dom huffed, he was getting in too deep. He needed to get back to the sea. His pack must be worried and wondering. The human paused in his movements, his muscles bunching as he swam closer again. His blue eyes were almost hard but there was still a smirk on his lips.

"You must. I'm the only chieftain for some distance kid. You try to leave you might die. Stay, at least for a while. I'll take care of you." It was a simple promise and one he probably shouldn't give. He didn't even ask his people what they thought but what did it matter? He was their leader and he could offer asylum if he wanted. "Alright? You'll be mine. If anyone asks, just say that you're mine." It could mean a myriad of things, his slave, his adopted son, his second in command, his whore even. It didn't matter how it was clarified, if he claimed the boy he could be kept safe. They could figure everything else out later.

"You- I- fuck." Damhnaic was near infuriated. How dare the man just decide for him? But as that warmth flowed between his thighs again at the sight of those blue eyes staring him down he knew his body was deciding for him. He would have to stay, at least until a chance to steal his pelt was presented again. "Fine. Cocky bastard. Fine."

Author's Note/Tags: @manicpixiedreamb0y @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @cole-way-iero28 🖤

I'll try to do a cheat sheet of terms and stuff soon but if anyone has questions just ask. I hope you enjoyed this, don't worry I'm not finished with the other it's just hard to write smut when I'm so exhausted and I don't want to leave y'all with nothing. I'm really excited for this one too, so I really hope y'all enjoyed ☠️

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How the Waves Dance

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: future ABO, slick, like so much slick, awkward and desperate dancing, needy boys, siren singing, viking Col, fae Dom, slight sway (but more in a calming way, not a siren using force), cursing, kissing, self play, losing control, cumming mostly untouched, getting interrupted again, messy boys, slow burn ☠️ Rating: mature to explicit ☠️ all ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Damhnaic smiled as the chieftain let him lead the man to the only clear space in the room where they could dance. It took a moment but before long they could feel all the village watching. The room was packed and so overheated already but the music was loud and beautiful and Dom's soul was already singing with joy, he had to move. For extra coverage he'd tied the slip around his waist and he could feel it sway just right as he began to move. It was gentle at first and he wrapped his arms around the taller man's neck, his sharp dark nails scratching softly at the nape of Kol's neck. The leader's top had long before fallen open and exposed his inked chest soaked in sweat. The human bit his lip and smiled down at him, it was something soft and sweet and his palms tightened around the boy's wide hips. Neither were sure what kind of moves they were making but it fit somehow, every roll Dom made Kol would spin them gently. It was fast and slow, intimate and sweet, they got lost in the pulse and rhythm without knowing what they were doing.

"Everyone's watching." The fae whispered, curling his fingertip in a strand of blonde hair. He didn't care though, not when his love was staring at him with those sea blue eyes. Maybe that was why he was so drawn to and comfortable with Kol'son, the ocean was his only home before now and that gaze always reminded him of the deepest depths.

The chieftain grinned and swallowed hard, his adams apple bobbing. He took his thrall's hand and spun him out, his heart beating faster when the kid giggled. Everything that passed his lips sounded like music already but when he pulled Dom close again and the boy's cheek pressed over his heart he thought he heard something even more magical. His cock was already rock hard in his pants, his need was a weight on his soul. When his thrall started humming he felt fucking lost, he swore his pulse changed to match it.

The strong grip loosened on his hips and slid around to his back, pulling Dom even closer to press them chest to chest. Damhnaic whimpered and the touch calmed but the moment he hummed again those hands fell to his ass and gripped tight. A soft squeak escaped him, his eyes going wide. He looked up at the man and realized the blue was almost swallowed by the black of his irises. He could feel the leader's cock trying to reach him through their clothes. He was starting to get worried the pad of cloth between his legs was too oversaturated and he wondered if he shouldn't slip away and check. As he stepped back and took a breath his partner whined, his hold sliding up to reach for his wrists.

"Are you alright daidí?" He sighed and the human tried to focus and nod at him but he could tell his master needed air. He caught sight of Inga across the room and she waved him along to signal them both to leave. She was smiling but there was a crease to her brow as if she were worried about something. He didn't have time to ask. If he had to guess it might have been over the way her drunkard of a brother was staring at the pair. Gods above he couldn't handle that bastard. "Come." He huffed, turning and dragging Kol with him until they were free of the main hall. He couldn't help sighing when they reached the cooler night air but almost instantly there were hands on him again, the chieftain's big palms groped for his hips and held there. He felt his cheeks blush hot but he kept moving, they needed to reach their room.

Kol'son didn't know what had come over him, he didn't think he'd ever been so grabby with a thrall. It was his right sure but he'd vowed to be good with the boy and yet here he was, dick aching in his pants and his hands gripping anywhere the kid would allow. He watched Dom's ass as he followed him, there was a wet spot staining the stolen tunic and he knew exactly what it was. The nymph was wet for him. Oh gods.

Damhnaic heard a growl behind him and his hum broke with a soft laugh. His feet moved faster, his thighs clenching as if he could trap the mess inside himself. The moment they were through the door he was spun around so fast his head went dizzy and his spine was pressed against the wall.

Kol'son couldn't control himself, he felt almost mad with need and as soon as they were face to face he lunged. Dom felt the tingle in his core intensify and when those soft lips pressed to his for the first time he swore time froze. His heart tripped over itself and his breath stopped in his chest. He thought it would take so much longer for the human to finally kiss him but something in his dance must have broken the man. Palms cupped his face, his master making sure he could control every moment and when that rosey tongue pushed into his mouth he felt claimed.

The man was a viking- nothing about him was exactly gentle and even when he tried to be he was big everywhere and it was difficult to be anything but rough. His boy didn't seem to mind though, not if the claws digging into his neck and pulling him closer were anything to go by. He'd thought to control the kiss but Dom's lips covered his in a way that made him feel… safe. The boy's mouth tasted much like his cunt, sweet as honey but spiced with something dark. Something he could find himself addicted to and falling so hard for. He couldn't believe his only taste was licking the boy's fingers clean. He needed more. Fuck he needed more.

"Daidí-" Dom gasped when the human pulled back, he could hear the waves of home in his head and he realized it was his heart. His blood was thundering through him and his pussy was leaking a river between his thighs and it only got worse when those heavy lidded eyes caught the firelight. For just a moment he would almost swear they flashed red.

"Touch yourself." Kol growled, his chest heaving as he leaned back and pulled his shirt off over his head. Dom whined like a bitch in heat but he obeyed, tugging the slip off and pulling the front of his tunic up.

Kol groaned at the sight of the kid's probably aching cock. He'd seen him that morning of course but the circumstances were different now. Somehow he wasn't thinking how they needed to stop, his head was screaming his need. The moment he was revealed Kol noticed something and his eyes narrowed. There was cloth between Dom's legs. "Give it to me."

The selkie flushed hotter but he rushed to obey and he untied the string holding the pad on him. The second it was free the Viking rushed to take it and the feeling of it being ripped from between his legs made the fae cry out. He watched as his master pressed the drenched dripping cloth against his face and breathed his scent deep before the man leaned his head back and he squeezed the fucking thing to make Dom's juices drip over his face. His mouth opened wide, his tongue sticking out so he could catch what landed there. Dom couldn't help but moan as Kol tossed the cloth to the water bucket and he rubbed his wet skin, massaging the mess into himself.

With trembling fingers the boy tried to touch his folds, he was so desperate for his love's touch but he wanted to make his master happy. His fingertip slid inside, his cunt so wet he could hear it, but as badly as he craved something he couldn't understand he hit skin and couldn't go deeper. "Kols?" He was close to crying but the human stepped closer and gripped his thigh, holding his leg up. Kol looked him up and down before staring at his core as he tried to force his touch deeper.

"Don't hurt yourself. You're not ready yet." He soothed but his voice rumbled in his chest. It was so deep and graveled it reminded Dom of the waves when they washed over the cliff side. He could almost feel the jagged rocks under his thick other skin. The human sighed, his grip squeezing tight before he dropped to his knees and hooked the boy's leg over his shoulder. Warm lips pressed to his thigh, blue eyes tracking his every facial expression as he worked his way up with licks and gentle nips.

"Definitely ready. Please Kols? Daidí please?" He begged and his master hid a needy smirk against slick skin. "Fuck me?" He tried to sound sure and mature but the words literally brought the man down. He was already on his knees but his ass hit his ankles, his body shuddering.

Kol'son could feel drool on his chin and his stomach ached with need. All he could smell and taste was the boy and he knew there was something he'd vowed but… he couldn't remember it now. All rational thought went out the window when Dom's magical voice hit his ears and now he was begging for something only he could give him. It would be rude not to. His thrall was in pain. "Yes."

The selkie grabbed his love's braids and he tried to drag him closer. He didn't care if Kol could breathe honestly, he just needed some part of him inside his cunt. The chieftain's breath sped and he could feel it panting against his most sensitive skin and the world stood still as he watched the man's tongue reach for him.

"I see where the party has gone! Oh hey! You must be the new boy!" A voice rang out as someone stumbled in and Kol moved fast to cover his thrall's pussy from sight. Not only was it his, it was a secret, he didn't want his boy scared. "There you are chief!"

Dom didn't know what was happening besides the tears streaking his own cheeks. He'd never known true frustration before that moment. His master tugged the tunic down, covering what he'd been so close to devouring and when his palm ghosted over Dom's cloth covered cock the fae fucking broke. He felt something inside him snap, his dick jerking behind his clothes as a wave of absolute pleasure crashed through him. His head fell back against the wall as slick rushed between his thighs and Kol just held him as he shook.

The chieftain felt a calm come over him, whatever foggy headspace he'd been in was washed away as his boy felt pleasure for the first time. He tried to ignore his brother behind him and he was thankful Modig stayed quiet as Kol held his thrall and let him work through his first orgasm. Ever. Oh gods. He wanted to cuddle him close, pet him through it, soothe him and explain what was happening but… later. There was a death grip on his hair so he stayed where he was but he gently moved Dom's foot to the floor. If he let his fingers gather the mess of cum so he could lick it clean that was his business and when Dom finally eased his hold he stood to kiss his forehead before he was turning to the intruder and blocking his sight of the boy.

"What the fuck Mod?" He snapped but the man just grinned. His eyes twinkled, his blonde hair wild around his face. The guy always looked like he'd just come in from running through the woods but he probably had. It was where he'd found him as a boy when they were young. Honestly he sometimes thought there were more strays that made up his inner circle and village as a whole than there were old families. Perhaps he had a savior complex but he wouldn't look too closely at why.

Those deep eyes took in everything, they always did. The man was the town seer but almost everyone but Kol just thought him mad and high. "It's not just your sharp tongue you should worry about prince. Take care to know the yes is true. Listen for it in the silence." Kol huffed at his friend. He didn't understand what he meant but he did that… quite frequently. Normally if the words were for him he said 'king' though. Maybe the gods were demoting him for breaking his vow? He didn't think he could give a fuck though.

Dom blinked fast as he tried to smooth his tunic and when he felt less a mess he stepped around his love. Something about the man felt… familiar. There was something inside him that called to something in himself. It wasn't the same as how he felt with Kol but magic was magic and he knew he was standing in front of another fae. He just wasn't sure either of them knew. He couldn't figure out what he meant until it hit him and he felt sick. He'd spent his whole life believing he hadn't inherited anything from his siren side but… he'd hummed. He'd hummed when they were dancing.

'Don't worry kid, you're both safe. I just thought you should know.' That same voice filled his head but the man's lips never moved until he stepped closer and changed the subject. "I'm Mod, one of our fearless leader's adopted strays." He smiled and joked much the same as Aud and Petter had, offering his arm. He might just be but he was definitely magic and Dom felt something settle in his soul. Kol didn't seem to have a problem with the seer so… maybe he could find a way to accept who he was as well? He could hope.

"Clean yourself up before someone else sees you chief, you look like a sea creature." Modig teased, trying to ease the tension in the room as the boy stepped closer and took his forearm. He couldn't help but toss the kid a playful wink. They had much to talk about but he wasn't sure he could get the two separated. He felt bad for interrupting but the wind had told him it wasn't the right time yet and he had to share. He didn't think either were ready for what a bedding would bring and there was still something missing, the stars just hadn't told him yet. He just hoped he could reassure the young fae, he hadn't meant to scare him.

Author's Note/Tags: @manicpixiedreamb0y @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @cole-way-iero28 @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

A little bit of a siren's song and an awkward dance. I'd still call it a slow burn since yet again the pleasure was accidental 😂 Poor Dom, he doesn't understand anything about himself. Hope you liked Mod's introduction! Adorable cock-block ☠️🖤

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