wyatthalliwells:

Wyatt: Oh, my gosh.  Wyatt: I…. I did that? Wyatt: With this? ;) Wyatt: [IMAGE ATTACHED]

Ezra: Look here, bub, we aren’t going to play this game

Ezra: Common courtesy is that you made the dragon rise - so you have to come over and slay it. 

Ezra: Not tease it.

doctorxmoretti:

It was difficult to get the words out, but what was even more difficult was waiting for his son to respond. He knew that his son had a bit of a temper on him, his attitude having started since they first moved to Flakewoods ten years ago, and he knew that this could potentially set him off… But what he didn’t imagine was for his son to speak, acting as though he didn’t understand, before he barged off. Defeated, Enzo wasn’t sure what to do… Should he go after him? Should he wait there? Should he continue on with dinner?

Before he could take a move, though, his son returned and wrapped his arms around him. Instinctively, his own arms moved to curl around his son as he rested his head atop of Ezra’s, holding him close. “I know… I know…” was all he could say, holding onto Ezra as he felt his grief get the better of him, tears prickling his eyes.

He just didn’t want to believe this. He pulled off of his father and straighten himself up. “Sorry.” He sighed and composed himself. “So, where did she go? Since no one can leave? Was she allowed to leave?” He didn’t know all of the stipulations with people leaving and entering the town – he just figured that everyone was barred from entering or leaving. He sighed and looked up at his father, giving the man a look that he hadn’t since he was a little boy. “What do we do now, daddy?” He hadn’t called him ‘daddy’ in a long time – but right now he was tired and scared. He had a power that took over his body without him even knowing it. His mother was gone. And the pain of his father missing her or being alone haunted him.

“Sorry, I didn’t even think about what this would do to you.” He sighed. “Are you okay, dad?” He moved to hold his father’s hand and sighed. “She promised… that she would never leave. That she would always be here. But she is gone. She fucking left.” He was developing a hate for his mother now and he wanted to find her and confront her about her lies.

harleyxofxsteel:

Harley blushed and decided to ignore that statement, glaring at the other’s feet on his desk. “Well, I’m the junior assistant of the mayor. And my name’s Harley Roberts”. He didn’t plan on telling anything else to the other male. He wanted to throw this clown out of the office, but with all the serum thing, he wasn’t sure if that was a good idea or not. “I applied for the position and he interviewed me and said I was good for the job. And that’s the work of a receptionist. I can offer you water or coffee if you’d like, but that’s about it” he said. The dark voice did make him jump, and Harley reached for a marble on his pocket. His whole body turned into steel, and he turned around to face the other male. “Please, refrain to use your powers inside the office or I’ll have to call security”

“What does that even mean? I never truly understood what Junior Assistant meant, like does that mean there are four assistants: Freshman, sophomore, Junior, Senor?” He asked, he was being comical, but a part of him was completely serious. “Nice to meet ya, Harley, I am Ezra Moretti. My dad is doctor Enzo Moretti.” He stated softly and nodded his head, before cocking his head towards the other. “You were good for the job eh? And what exactly is it that you have to do for this man?” He asked the other curiously and smirked. When his eyes returned normal, Ezra jumped out of his seat and away from the steel bodied man. “What the hell are you doing! And what powers? I didn’t do shit to you.” He growled towards the man – he had no memory of the Dark Form taking over his body.

harleyxofxsteel:

“I mean… he’s the mayor. He’s usually busy” Harley said matter-of-factly. He took a deep breath and put on his best poker face. It wasn’t the first time someone angrily yelled at him for things out of their control. “Well, it’s not the choice of the mayor, or of any of us… and it has been barely a month or so and…” his train of thought was interrupted by what the other said. “I… We keep it professional. The mayor and I don’t do that”. Although Harley had to admit he had fantasized about it a couple of times. They had an attractive mayor after all “Unless you have some other business here, I think we are done”. 

“Yeah yeah yeah, save all that whining for when the Mayor’s pounding your hole.” He rolled his eyes and crossed his feet on the desk, as he continued to sit in the chair. “So, I’ll wait for him to comeback. Tell me about yourself in the meantime.” He shrugged and looked at the other with a curious glance. He wasn’t an outright angry person, more of a sarcastic asshole who was chill about it. “How’d you end up working for the mayor?” he asked the other softly and laughed. “And aren’t secretaries supposed to offer accommodations like water, nuts, their ass, nutrition bars, etc?” He chuckled, but his eyes filtered in black – as if a black liquid had consumed his entire eyeball. “We aren’t done until I saw we are.” A dark and demonic voice spoke.

doctorxmoretti:

Hearing his son’s voice, Enzo had to breathe in slowly as he steadied himself, reminding himself that this needed to be done… that his son needed to hear it from him, and not from anyone in the town. Flakewoods was small, and word would eventually spread that his wife was no longer around the Moretti household. But as he tried to think of what to say, his son entered the kitchen wearing just a pair of briefs, and that was enough to have the elder Moretti male pausing, trying to fight the way that his eyes wanted to trace every hard line of his son’s body. It was wrong… it was immoral, and even if he knew that his son was good-looking, it didn’t give him right to look.

Tearing his gaze away, Enzo sat the box on the kitchen counter before he moved to set the flowers aside, a look of sorrow on his features as he turned to face his son. “I… We need to talk,” Enzo said, looking at his son, his only child, as he tried to figure out what to do… what to say. “It’s… your mother… she’s not coming back…” he finally managed to get out, only to watch his son, anticipating his, justifiable, violent reaction.

Seeing that his dad brought home some food he had moved to grab plates and silverware from out of the cabinets and continued on towards the table. He looked at his father as the man seemed speechless on what he was going to say. Which kind of made his slightly scared, but he knew his father definitely thought a lot before he spoke – which made him a smart ass man for sure. But he was taking too long to spit it out and Ezra was an impatient little shit.

“What the hell do you mean ‘not coming back’?” He glared towards his father, but it wasn’t one of hate or anger it was one of curiosity and sadness, because he already knew the answer to that question. He knew she was gone. “B-but why? I don’t understand. You two never fought, never argued…” Unless they were good about keeping it from him, but his heart was broken and the tears in his eyes were definitely enough to show this. He was never a soft guy, but he loved his family to death and now he was losing them. “Great. Just great.” He put the plates onto the table and stormed off towards his room. He didn’t want to look at anyone or talk to anyone at the moment. ‘How could she leave me?’ He thought to himself, but he came right back into the kitchen and rushed to his dad with a tight hug.

Ezra: No, don’t give me that I’m sorry shit

Ezra: Look at what you did

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Ezra: So come take care of it

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“You don’t care then why’d you come question me about my sexual preference and then say you could work with that?” He rolled his eyes and sat down, he wasn’t talking this guy serious at the moment. “Don’t call me princess, and I definitely don’t want no one chasing me so get that logic out your head.” He chuckled and sighed. “I’m dragging his on because it’s fun to see your reaction. You’re cute when you get all riled. Plus you’re a grown ass man, with a great ass, but no one is holding you hostage if you want to leave then leave.” He pointed. “Oh I’m going to do me, don’t you worry. But you believe that lie that you aren’t closed minded? Then have fun with that.” He smirked standing up and walking to the man. “Why can’t it be fifty fifty. I top you and you too me?”

xezramoretti:

“Awhh were you.” His voice heavy with sarcasm, he honestly hadn’t taken any part of this conversation clean. “I can keep whatever title I want. I am a top verse, doesn’t mean I have to be a closed minded (assed) person like you. I choose who I bottom for. And I hadn’t chosen you. So get your thong out of a bunch. Maybe you need some dick down there to clean out the pipes. I don’t think it was a pipe dream, old man. Out of all these pretty asses in town yours is not one I dream about.” He smirked. “Are you upset, angel?”

“Why would I be upset about something I don’t care for?” Maes asked, “You may be used to breaking hearts and turning down guys who’ll keep on following you, wanting your approval, but out in the real world it doesn’t work like that, princess. You keep whatever title you like, and you’ve voiced your disinterest. Fine by me. I’m ready to move on while you’re dragging out this show no one’s watching. And it’s kind of cute you believe I’m closed minded when that’s quite literally further from the truth. But you do you.”

“Awhh were you.” His voice heavy with sarcasm, he honestly hadn’t taken any part of this conversation clean. “I can keep whatever title I want. I am a top verse, doesn’t mean I have to be a closed minded (assed) person like you. I choose who I bottom for. And I hadn’t chosen you. So get your thong out of a bunch. Maybe you need some dick down there to clean out the pipes. I don’t think it was a pipe dream, old man. Out of all these pretty asses in town yours is not one I dream about.” He smirked. “Are you upset, angel?”

xezramoretti:

“And don’t think you are going to get me so easily. Big Dick Rick.” He pointed out. “First of all, this ass has never been touched and will never be.” He pointed towards the other. “Your husband is your husband and that doesn’t count. And gross, preying on straight guys - that’s not cute at all, bro.” He shook his head. “And I have not had any complaints either, so why don’t you bend that ass over for me.”

“Damn, I was this close,” Maes teased and playfully snapped his fingers, “Then I think you’re missing the point of being vers. You’re a top, then claim yourself a top. Which I am. And that’s not changing, ever. So you might as well drop your pipe dream of having my ass, little man.” He rolled his eyes. “Whatever you say, princess.”

maesthemechanic:

“How would I know that? I’ve never had you. For all I know, you could be making a mountain outta a mole hill. I haven’t had a complaint so far. Not to mention my beautiful husband happened to be a total womanizer before I had him. Let’s just say I have the uncanny ability to make straight men question their sexuality. And yes, plenty have. Like I said, no complaints yet.”

“And don’t think you are going to get me so easily. Big Dick Rick.” He pointed out. “First of all, this ass has never been touched and will never be.” He pointed towards the other. “Your husband is your husband and that doesn’t count. And gross, preying on straight guys - that’s not cute at all, bro.” He shook his head. “And I have not had any complaints either, so why don’t you bend that ass over for me.”

maesthemechanic:

“We’re in an open marriage, my friend. No need to worry about wrecking it. How about I just ask for you alone first? See if you’re worth the time.”

“Oh that’s cute.” He snarked and looked at the other and crossed his arms. “I know I am worth the time... what makes you think you are? I’m sure plenty have tasted that dick of yours.”

maesthemechanic:

“Oh, you’d like him involved as well? All you have to do is ask.”

“No, mister, I don’t like being a homewrecker.” He shrugged. “And it’s you two who need to ask me.”

maesthemechanic:

“I do like a challenge.”

He cocked his head and nodded. “Isn’t your husband searching for you.” He waved off.

maesthemechanic:

“Guess you’ll have to find out by letting have you sometime.”

“Letting who have me? Because it ain’t as easy as you think. These cumbuckets around here are a lot easier to get into than me.” He shot back a look of challenge.

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harleyxofxsteel:

Harley had been checking out the man as soon as he entered the office, but he was hidden behind the copy machine, so the other probably hadn’t noticed his blond hair and eager eyes. God, he needed sex. He wanted to fuck so bad. He was so busy thinking about this that he dropped a file of important documents very loudly. “Excuse me…” he said, picking them up and smiling innocently, trying not to look too guilty. “The mayor is not available right now… can I help you with something? Anything…” he said, gulping and smiling again.

“You’re kidding.” He glared towards the other. “Well, when that sack of shit gets back here - you tell him that he needs to hold a vote for the male citizens to choose if they get to go or stay in this basic ass town.” He looked towards the other and something in his senses picked up. “Are you horny?” He asked the other with a quirk of the eyebrows. “Good little mayor not fucking you like you deserve?” He teased moving to sit in one of the chairs so he can tease the other even more.