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Alpha Dog Syndrome. || AU Mikyle vs. AU Shantor

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Unsure of which man he was actually supposed to be addressing, the tall, lanky blond or the slender, well dressed man with raven colored hair, Victor shifted his weight from one foot to another, waiting for some indication of ownership to the name. There was an uncomfortable tension in the air as both men seemed to visibly groan at the notion of having their evening intruded upon. Victor couldn’t say he blamed them. After spending an entire semester with roommates who seemed insistent upon invading any time he ever got alone with his new boyfriend, Victor knew the feeling all to well. Wanting nothing more than to lay back and relax when everything around you only wants to pull your attention away from a six pack and a steak. And the company of someone else.

It was the blond who first moved forward, getting to his feet and calling their way. He was tall, an inch shorter than Victor at best, but with a body built differently, long limbs and a fairly slender torso, streamlined compared to Victor’s bulky mass. “Hey, man,” he said, extending a hand in greeting. It was a gesture he quickly retracted when the man ignored it completely. “Sorry for interrupting, I know it’s probably past business hours right? I just don’t know a damn thing about cars. I hardly ever drive this thing,” he continued to ramble, his normally booming voice slowly beginning to decrescendo into a soft murmur. The giant rarely found himself this out of place and it was certainly a feeling he didn’t plan on getting used to.

“Any idea how long that could take?” Victor questioned, following several steps behind as the mechanic entered his garage. He wasn’t quite sure of how he wanted the other man to answer. Part of him wanted to get the fuck out of this town as fast as possible and take the most direct route he could find back to New York. Another, probably the larger part of him hoped it would take days, weeks. However much time it had to take to help him avoid the visit to his parents.

Feeling his boyfriend’s fingers work their way between his own, Victor couldn’t help but wonder if Shannon was running the same scenarios in his own mind. The giant stood at his full height, shoulders back and chin up, almost defensive in the way he stepped cautiously over the threshold of the garage. Eyes scanned the interior, walls lined with porno magazine cut outs and other business papers that meant absolutely nothing to the frat boy as the thought of all the ways their own personal horror movie could end.

Clearly Shannon wasn’t thinking the same. The man pulling his hand away from Victor’s vocalizing the concerns Victor wouldn’t speak. Victor quietly interjected. “We’re just… on a schedule,” he muttered, flashing a cautious smile. “The car’s in my name. I’ve got the registration and stuff in the car,” he began to explain, before being interrupted by his suddenly very excited boyfriend.

Victor eyed the smaller man that he’d previously paid almost no attention to. He was, after all, in search of Kyle Larrson the mechanic, not his smaller, paler friend who was apparently a gymnast that his boyfriend had… owned posters of. The thought sent an immediate spur of jealousy running through his body. “Right,” he shrugged, slipping his arm around Shannon’s shoulders. Subtle, Victor, really subtle, he said to himself. The man once again extended a hand toward Kyle. “I’m Victor, by the way. And this his Shannon.”

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Their gazes had connected, the short, curly haired man and Michael’s. For the briefest moment those bright green eyes had landed on his own and the grin on Michael’s face turned sinful. The electricity of thoughts shot through his mind. I want to fuck that man. It pulsed in his temple, bleeding through his brain and repeated. The urge for a conquest was nearly undeniable. A strong heat that swept through his body. Like seeing a gorgeous girl walking down the street or having a cute cashier. Only Michael could always and would always take it further. But then a hand was touching his shoulder and Michael’s eyes broke from the brown haired man and he was staring into Kyle’s face. Shocked to find him winking at him, the brush of his warm palm over his almost bare shoulder made his heart seem to shrink away, throb between his lungs and ache like a wound that have never healed.

It wasn’t a feeling he liked, but he found himself trailing after Kyle like a puppy nipping at his heels. Almost, in a way, he felt important. Like he was part of Kyle’s garage in some way, or like he was being allowed into some secret operation. His smile, which was once lustful and trained on the newcomer, completely ignoring the larger one, was now on Kyle’s back as he followed him into the garage and then the office. Michael had only been in it a few times before, always taking note of how badly he wanted to clean and organize it. Someday, he’d get to be good enough friends with Kyle that the man might actually let him.

For now, he only leaned against the back wall, hovering behind Kyle, his eyes drawn to the way his muscles moved underneath his shirt. Michael was suddenly hot again, twisting uncomfortably, before he heard the giant before them introducing them. Victor and Shannon. He finally had a name for the little conquest he’d taken to. His lips twitched to a grin, his eyes off Kyle and back on the gazelle in front of him. Eyes on him like prey.

Before he had the opportunity to introduce himself properly, Shannon already was. Tumbling from his mouth were excited words and all about him. It was a feeling like Michael couldn’t describe or possibly compare. Being recognized wasn’t something new to him, but ever since he came to the small town he was in now, it was non existent. Pride washed over his body as he felt his chest pushing out just a bit, an honest grin on his face. “You had a poster of me?” Michael asked, laughing as he took a few steps forward. Now he was clearly in. Finding random people to have sex with was never too hard for Michael. He was attractive and he knew it. When he found fans however, he found it all too easy to slip his way in between their legs.

He watched the larger male, Victor, slinging an arm around him to display ownership, just how Michael had stepped closer to Kyle earlier. Then it struck him that Kyle was having to deal with homosexuality again—a couple no less. Nervously, his eyes flickered to the blond, a sick feeling in his stomach not much unlike failing a test or knowing one was coming.

“Kyle,” Michael said, throwing a glance to his friend. “Look how cute this guy is,” he laughed, throwing a hand in Shannon’s direction. “You can take a look at it at least right?” He asked, biting his lip and stepping around him to Shannon’s side. “And of course you can get a picture with me,” he almost purred, slipping his hand into Shannon’s pocket and pulling his cell phone out, smiling innocently at him. “And if you guys are going to be stuck here for a while, I should put my number in here too, huh?”

#au para

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#ooc: sleepy time #i love you aly!!!#i hope you enjoy the rest of your day off