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Yuri who knew all along and sees Flynn glowing the next day. “Lemme know when the wedding is.”
okay so here’s how this ends up going down:
Estelle’s face flushed and Flynn wanted to be beaten senseless in a different fashion because by god he can’t believe he said that. He can’t have just said that... What is she gonna think? Just blurting that at the prospect of kink! They hadn’t even done anything... What if they’re bad in bed... That’s gonna make everything so much worse.
Estelle rubbed her wrists and looked down before saying, “How about we try anal first and we see where it goes from there?”
“Uh, yeah. Sounds good,” he nodded dumbly.
What followed was, well content not suitable for children but let’s just say thank god Estelle still has her artes. The next day as Flynn groggily drank coffee at his death debating whether or not it was worth it to just set the documents on fire and pretend he never saw them when Yuri came in with a thud.
“You’re not quiet. You know that right.” He says with the knowledge that Yuri’s hands are right above him with the intent to startle or shove, or some other juvenile action.
Yuri slides onto the side of the desk stealing Flynn’s cup and the thought of murder slightly entered his mind. Yuri took a sip and looked him up and down a smirk growing. “Whoa... You look absolutely wrecked.”
Yuri set down the cup and leaned in and Flynn waited for the inevitable game of chicken that Yuri likes to play when he needles him on his sex life. It’s not like Flynn flinches ever it’s more of a coy ritual for their own amusement that they’ve just kept over the years. “So, you either went to the playpen and played with Alpha Viny,” Yuri might as well be pressing his face against his, “Or Estelle finally broke down and revealed herself as the kinky bastard I fucking knew she was all along and reamed you till your ass bled!”
Flynn pushed Yuri off his desk and took back the cup. “I’m right! I am so fucking right!”
“Yuri, if you don’t leave this room I will not be the only one in chains tonight. I have a lot of work to do.”
“Flynn, I’m flattered but a threesome so soon is a bit much.”
“Okay, okay, just remember to send me a date for the wedding and then I can plan you a proper bachelor's party.” Yuri laughs as he defensively heads to the door. “Besides, I have to collect on a bet.”
“Basically, I said she’d cave first and now she owes me 200 gald.”