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[victorxpierce-blog]

“Hey, taste this.” Vic swiped his finger through the sauce he was making, holding it out for Johan to taste. “Too spicy? Not spicy enough?” Granted, what Vic thought was enough spice, and what was actually an acceptable amount of spice, were two different things. Blame his numbed taste buds. He was only making a Christmas dinner to rid them of the rest of their latest friend anyways, using up as much of the remainder as he could. “Christina was a smoker, we probably need to mask the ashy taste, huh?”

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The Devil and the Antichrist | Alan, Johan, & Damien

God, baby stuff was heavy. Alan hefted the diaper bag over his shoulder, grimacing at it. And it wasn’t even near full, just a few things for him to take just in case Damien needed anything while he was with Johan. He was only planning on being gone for a little while; Dec had pretty much sworn him to a half-hour time limit, not wanting him to be gone too long with their child. Alan couldn’t say he blamed him; Johan could be intimidating under the best of circumstances, but Alan had faith that his friend would never harm his child, or any child, for that matter. “We’re gonna meet one of Daddy’s friends, bean, I think you’ll like them. They seem like a big scary, but that’s not true. Your titi can be nice, too.” He spoke softly to Damien to keep him placated, walking the short distance to the boy’s dorms, finding Johan and Vic’s room easily and knocking against it with the toe of his shoe, hands full by holding Damien. 

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Laying With the Devil | Vic & Johan

To say Vic ran back to their room would be an understatement.

Vic practically flew back, completely abandoning everything he’d been doing across campus. He didn’t teleport there, though he wanted to, figuring that would have come across as desperate.

But what Vic was bordered desperate; he’d pined after Johan for years upon years, had wanted them and, like he’d told Sam, had wet dreams about them. Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he didn’t think to question why they suddenly wanted him too.

He paused a second outside the door, pulling together his best aloof expression, a terrible facade that was completely ruined by the glint in his eyes, the smirk playing on his face as he opened the door to their dorm room. Like a kid on Christmas who had figured out what his present was before he even unwrapped it. “You should probably start taking Alan’s advice more often, if this is what happens.”

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