A smol gift for my buddy @ask-shu-todoroki (initially I was going to draw this but instead I figured it would be more fun to make a drabble of it to try and write again). Humanized, and warnings for some serious hotness. Also Conan and Avgustin both belong to Shu, even in people mode.
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Siddeley had been aware of the familiar voices in the hallway, hushed and excited like they were gossiping about something. He chose to ignore it though, flipping through his book with little else on his mind. Conan appeared out of the corner of his eye suddenly, sitting down beside him and cuddling up to him with a warm sigh. Avgustin came around, casually glancing over at the two of them. It wasn't until he spoke that Siddeley realized that spark in his eyes.
"Siddeley," he spoke, deep and thick, "are you busy?"
"Not particularly," Siddeley told him, "just chilling, enjoying the afternoon." Conan shifted beside him, rubbing his head into the crook of his shoulder. Siddeley bookmarked his place and set the book aside, gently stroking Conan's leg.
"That's good.." Avgustin said, joining them on the couch. He sat close at Siddeley's other side, but rather than lean back into the cushion, he was turned, facing Siddeley with dark, lustrous eyes.
Siddeley had the mind to wonder what they had up their sleeves.
"You seem tense," Avgustin noted, "is something wrong?"
"Oh, no, just.." Siddeley glanced at Conan, and back to Avgustin, "Wondering what you guys are up to."
Avgustin leaned in. "Maybe I can ease your mind.." he cupped his hand against Siddeley's cheek, meeting his eyes for a long moment, before pressing their lips together. The kiss was so soft and so light, Siddeley was taken aback. Avgustin pulled away, smiling.
Conan shifted at Siddeley's other side, reaching his hands up to slide over his buttoned shirt. He hummed, wearing the same soft smile as he leaned in closer. Siddeley's face felt very warm. Too warm, maybe.
"Wh-..what's all this for?" He asked, as the both of them seemed to cling to him, leaving gentle pecks against his neck and cheeks. "Special occasion?"
"No," Conan said, kissing his throat, "we just wanted to spoil you."
"Just let us take care of it from here..." Avgustin added, pulling him in again for a fuller, deeper kiss. Siddeley sighed into his mouth, stunned in being overtaken by the two taller blondes. Conan was unbuttoning his shirt, his hands gliding down his toned chest and stomach, and further until Siddeley gasped suddenly. Avgustin pried off of him again, chuckling,
"You do seem worked up. We should help you take care of that..."
Siddeley's face reddened, pressed between the two males, who seemed to know exactly what they wanted to do with him...
