Jon is staring at tape of Danny’s most recent matches while fucking running, eyes lingering infuriatingly on Danny’s ass, with a lollipop in his mouth. A lollipop. Like he’s a seven year old at the doctor.
He stews silently during his pushups, grumbles halfheartedly through the burpees, but it’s all over once Mox pulls off his shirt and does this weird thing with the lollipop where he traces his lips with it. Yuta is very familiar with that motion of his, in a very different context. So now he has a boner, and Jon’s lips are stained red from the lollipop in his mouth. Partially in his mouth.
Jesus. Now Mox is tapping the lollipop on his tongue as he casually ups the speed on the treadmill. Yuta can see the way his ass moves in those insane tight pants of his.
“Hey, Mox,” Yuta says. “You gonna blow your load over Danny or what?”
Mox looks over his shoulder, lollipop framed by the grin on his lips. “What, you wanna watch?”
I'm going through Too Much Right Now, so it's time for some MoxYuta behind the scenes fluff don't touch me.
When they cut to the next segment, Mox is quick to jog over to Yuta who's waiting for him with a smile and bouncing on his toes. He grabs the back of his head and presses their foreheads together, grinning at him. "That was amazin', baby," he praises. "You made this storyline yer bitch." Yuta lets out that little bashful laugh he has any time he has something good to say about him, Mox's grin only widens.
"It felt good when they were encouraging me at the end," Yuta admits, stepping back and wrapping his arms around him. "Your cut off threat kind of scared me, though." He hums, patting his ass absently since no one's paying attention to them.
"It could be a spankin'," he purrs, grin becoming a smirk. "Could be threatenin' ta throw ya around 'n fuck ya in the ring." Yuta gives him an unimpressed look even though he can see a blush rising to his cheeks.
"What was the old BCC slogan? Be real?"
Mox makes sure to bite him when he kisses him silent.
*contains sexual acts, crying, misting, age progression kinda?*
*Also Mox's name is switched to Mox or Jon a lot in this so sorry if it confuses you*
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“I'm so glad I finally won a match” Wheeler says happily as he and Mox start packing up their stuff. “Real proud of you babe! To think that when we first met you were just a cowardly little kid but now you're slicing through the roster like a monster! God, just thinking about you hurting people makes me wanna fuck you stupid” Mox says as he presses a hand against his growing erection. “You don't have to keep calling me kid, Jon! You know that right?” Wheeler asks with a laugh.
“Sorry, I'm still getting used to being in a relationship with a hot young man around my arm” Mox says with a smile. “Even after being together for three years?” Wheeler asks curiously as he scoots closer to Mox. “Yeah, I feel like I have to be on guard all the time just in case someone wants to steal you from me” Mox says truthfully. Wheeler lets out a sly grin as he straddles Mox's lap. “You don't have to worry Jon, I'm all yours” Wheeler says sweetly.
“You promise?” Mox asks with a small smile. “I promise” Wheeler says as their lips connect. Wheeler wants to spend the rest of his life with Mox. He grinds against Mox's clothed cock, causing the older man to moan. “God, you're gonna be the death of me baby” Mox says as he grabs Wheeler's hips. “Might as well be me then…ow!” Wheeler says in pain as Mox unintentionally squeezed his hips a bit too hard. “Shit, you ok?” Mox asks worryingly.
“I'm fine, you just squeezed me a bit too hard. Did you take your arthritis meds?” Wheeler asks, causing Mox to groan. “Fuck, I knew I was forgetting something!” Mox says as he lightly bangs his head against the couch. “Jon, it's fine! Go get your meds from medical while I pack the rest of our stuff and we can finish this at the hotel” Wheeler offers sweetly. Mox sighs as he gently rubs his thumbs against Wheeler's hips. “Even when I hurt you, you still love me” Mox says sadly. “I can handle some pain Jon, it's never gonna make me stop loving you” Wheeler says truthfully.
“Love you too baby, now can we please finish what we started?” Mox asks as he gives Wheeler a quick kiss but whines when Wheeler slides off his lap. “Nice try but I really don't wanna hear you groaning all night because you refused to take your meds like a toddler with a tantrum” Wheeler says as he goes back to packing. “You really gonna make me walk to medical with a boner?” Mox asks with a shocked tone. “I thought old guys like you don't get hard as much anymore? See, age-shaming hurts” Wheeler says with a cheeky grin, causing Mox to glare at him.
“When we get back to the hotel, your ass is mine” Mox says as he kisses Wheeler's cheek and slaps his ass before leaving the room. “God, I love that man” Wheeler says with a giggle as he finishes packing up their stuff. A few minutes later, he hears the door open and shut. “You already back Jon? That was fast!” Wheeler says happily but he turns around and is face-to-face with Julia Hart. “H-Hi Julia! What are you doing here?” Wheeler asks with a bit of fear in his tone.
“I'm not here to hurt you Wheeler, I'm here to help you” Julia says calmly which calms Wheeler but also confuses him. “Help me? Explain please” Wheeler says as Julia joins him on the couch. “I can sense some conflict in your relationship with Mox” Julia says which surprises Wheeler. “Conflict? No, me and Jon's relationship is fine!” He says, trying to reassure himself. “Your side is fine but I sense deep insecurities on Mox's side” Julia says casually which puts Wheeler through a loop.
“What kind of insecurities?” Wheeler asks worryingly. “He loves you dearly but he constantly fears that you'll leave him. Mainly due to the age gap between you two which is why he's afraid to take a risk out of fear” Julia explains which sparks Wheeler's interest. “What risk are you talking about?” He asks curiously. “That's for you to find out for yourself if you're willing to take a risk yourself” Julia offers which interests Wheeler again. “What are you trying to say, Julia?” Wheeler asks curiously.
“I can do dark magic as you know and with that magic I also have the ability to alter reality. I can help fix your problems in your relationship but you must sacrifice something in return” Julia explains calmy. Wheeler looks down at the floor as he thinks of what to say. He remembers what Mox said earlier about he has to be on guard all the time so people didn't steal Wheeler from him. Not to mention that Mox still calls him “kid” from time to time. Did a mere age gap scare Mox so bad that he'd think he'll lose him?
He doesn't know what kind of sacrifice he has to do but if it meant making Mox happy then he'd do whatever it takes. “If I agree to this… you won't kill me will you?” Wheeler asks, Julia shaking her head “no” in response. “I'm not a monster Wheeler, I'm just gonna alter reality and change you into what Mox feels comfortable with” Julia explains like she's about to do a procedure. Wheeler lets out a sigh and nods his head. “Fine I'll do it, I want you to curse me” Wheeler says seriously.
“Are you sure? Once I do it, you'll never be the same after this” Julia warns, Wheeler once again nodding in response. “I just want Jon to be happy” Wheeler says with a small smile. “You have a pure heart Wheeler Yuta” Julia says before she blows a black powder in his face. He falls back as the powder burns his eyes. “What the fuck! Why does it burn?!?!” Wheeler asks as he writhes in pain. He opens his eyes and all he sees is the room spinning and melting at the same time.
Julia hovers over him and she shushes him as she moves his sweaty bangs out of his eyes. “Enjoy your new life, Wheeler Moxley ” she says quietly as Wheeler passes out…
Wheeler wakes up from an alarm going off on his phone. “Siri, turn off alarm” he mumbles as the alarm automatically turns off. He rolls over and realizes he's not on the couch in his dressing room but a bed. Did Mox take him back to the hotel? Also what the hell was that weird dream with Julia he had? A lot of questions are swarming in his head that prevents him from going back to sleep. He rolls back over and checks his phone. He smiles when he sees it's 9 am.
“Figures Jon wanted me to sleep in” Wheeler says when he sits up in bed and feels his back pop. “Shit, guess that match really messed me up” Wheeler says as he rubs his sore back. He looks around and sees he's not in a hotel room but in the house him and Mox share. “Did Jon drive us home?” He asks himself as he gets out of bed to go to the bathroom. He makes it to the bathroom and his eyes widen when he looks in the mirror. “Fuck, it wasn't a dream” he says as he looks at himself.
He mostly looks the same except he has gray streaks going through his black hair and small gray patches in his beard. He looks tired with deep bags under his eyes and faint crows feet at the corners of his eyes. He examines his body even more by taking off his shirt. His body still mostly looks the same minus that he has a soft little belly now and his pecs and stomach are covered in dark hairs. “Oh my god, I kinda have the same body type as Jon now” Wheeler says in awe as he rubs his hand through his body hair which is kinda ticklish.
He also notices the silver wedding band on his left ring finger and he finally connects the dots. “This was what Julia was talking about, Jon didn't wanna risk proposing to me if I decided to leave him instead” he says to himself as he grabs some pain meds from the cabinet. Once he takes them, he goes to the dresser and grabs his wallet. He pulls out his driver's license and sees that his birthday is the same but his birth year changed.
“I'm thirty-eight now…” He says as he puts his license back in his wallet. He's only a year younger than Mox now. “For Jon to be happy, I had to sacrifice ten years of my life” he says as new memories pop into his head. Him and Mox going to high school together, Mox asking him out at prom, both of them going into wrestling together, Mox proposing to him in a middle of a wrestling ring, them getting married in their mid twenties with a forest themed ceremony, even remembers Mox taking his virginity on their wedding night which causes Wheeler to blush.
What seem like new memories to him are already becoming ones he cherishes. He looks at a framed photo on the dresser and it's a picture of them from what Wheeler automatically remembers was their fourteenth wedding anniversary last year. They went camping and Wheeler, being the shutterbug he was, wanted to take a selfie with Mox. He looked like his usual happy and smiling self but Mox looked so happy.
Mox always looked happy when they took pictures together but in this one he actually looked less tense and was looking at Wheeler with so much affection in his eyes. He felt tears streaming down his cheeks at knowing that instead of him only having been dating Mox for three years, he's been married to him for fifteen. “I'm so glad I finally get to make him truly happy” Wheeler says through tears with a huge smile on his face.
The sound of his stomach growling is what took him out of his happy moment. “Only I can ruin my own moment” he says quietly with a laugh. He puts the picture back on the dresser as he walks into the kitchen. He finds a note on the fridge which he assumes is from his husband. He still can't believe he gets to call Mox that now. “I'm getting very emotional today” he says as he reads the note…
“Hey puppy, went to try out the new gym across town. Won't be back until 11 or 12 so don't die while I'm gone! Didn't wanna wake you up cause you deserve the rest after winning last night. Also bought some fresh fruit for ya so you could make your weird ass smoothies you like. Hope you enjoy your morning. Love, Jon”
“I'm so glad he forgets to text me this stuff because I love his notes” Wheeler says fondly as he opens the fridge. He grabs some fruit out of the fridge and puts them on a cutting board. He grabs a knife and starts cutting the fruit. “I don't know why Jon doesn't like smoothies, they're healthy and sweet! Just like me!” He says proudly with a giggle. When he reaches over the counter to grab the blender, his lower back starts to pop and spasm again. “Fuck! Ok, calm down! Breathe and just ride it out” he says to himself as he takes deep breaths and waits until the pain subsides.
He stays with his top half laid out across the counter for a few minutes. “If Jon was here he'd probably take the opportunity to rail me against this counter” he says as a way to ignore the pain. When the pain goes away, he sits back up and lets out a sigh of relief. “Now I know what Claudio meant when he said your body goes to hell when you're kissing forty but if this is what I have to deal with so Jon doesn't have to worry anymore then I'll fucking deal with it” he says as he walks around to counter and grabs the blender.
He puts the chopped up fruit and some ice into the blender and watches it mix everything together. “So pretty” Wheeler says as he watches the berries and bananas mix into a pretty purple color. When he deems the fruit thoroughly mixed, he pours the mixture into a glass and drinks. “God, I needed this! Getting misted and then waking up to a reality where I'm married and nearly forty can really freak a guy out but then again I did consent to this so I'm ok with it… I just realized I've been talking to myself the whole time” he says while blushing embarrassingly.
He looks at the clock on the wall and sees it's only 10:30 am. “Jon's gonna be home soon… I should surprise him!” he says happily as he finishes the rest of his drink and makes it back to the bedroom. He shucks off his pajama pants, showing off his bubbly ass in his tight black boxers, then makes it to the closet. He pulls out one of Mox's black hoodies from the closet. It's soft to the touch and when he brings it up to his face and inhales, it smells like strawberry and mint which always reminds him of his husband.
Anytime he finished a match, he and Mox would nap on the couch in their dressing room and Mox would let him wear his hoodie. Wheeler always felt like he was at home when he was with Mox. He puts the hoodie on when he starts to feel tired again. Ingesting a large smoothie without working out afterwards added with him having less stamina now that he's older really tired him out. “It's gonna take a bit to get used to my body now” he says with a yawn as he rubs his eyes.
He shuts the bedroom door, turns off every light in the room and shuts the curtains. He gets back into bed, sends Mox a quick text and lets out a happy sigh. “I can't wait to spend the day with my husband” he says quietly with a blush, still amazed that he actually gets to be with Mox as his husband. He shuts his eyes and goes to sleep with a smile on his face.
Two hours later, he awakes to the feeling of someone spooning him from behind. He turns around, opens his eyes and is face-to-face with his husband. “Morning puppy” Mox says affectionately as he brushes Wheeler's bangs out of his eyes. “It's evening I think” Wheeler says drowsily, causing Mox to quietly laugh. “You've been in bed all day haven't you?” Mox asks as he pulls Wheeler closer to his chest. “N-No! I did some stuff! Anyways, how was the gym?” He asks, trying to avoid the cheeky grin on Mox's face.
“It was alright but I'd probably just stick to exercising at home because I know you get bored when I'm not here” Mox answers, causing Wheeler to blush. “Jon, I can handle being alone besides I actually did some exercise today myself!” He says proudly as he wraps his arms around Mox's neck. “Did it involve you messing up the dishes? Cause when I came home it looked like the blender just killed Barney or some shit” Mox says causing Wheeler to freeze up a bit.
“I may or may not have forgotten to clean the blender because I wanted to surprise you before you got home but then I took a nap and forgot” Wheeler says with a nervous laugh. “No need to be nervous puppy, I cleaned everything up when I got home and besides you deserve to rest considering you fought hard last night. Hell, you actually were asleep when I came back from medical last night and stayed asleep the whole drive home” Mox says which surprises Wheeler a bit.
“Really? Damn, must've been Julia's powder that knocked me out” Wheeler says, causing Mox to growl a bit. “What did Julia do to you? Did that spooky little shit hurt you?” Mox asks a bit angrily. “Jon, calm down ok? She came in when you were at medical and was wondering if I've seen Brody because he tends to wander off. I told her no and she must've noticed me trying to stay up or something so she blew some black powder in my face and I fell asleep” Wheeler explains as he tries to calm his husband down.
“Your eyes aren't burning or anything?” Mox asks worryingly. “No Jon, now calm down and just relax ok? Let's enjoy our day off together” Wheeler says calmly, causing Mox to sigh. “Sorry puppy, you know how I don't like seeing you get hurt” Mox says quietly. “You're so protective Jon, I think that's one of the reasons why I love you” Wheeler says affectionately as he leans in and kisses Mox. His husband quickly added his tongue into the kiss cause Mox never beat around the bush when it came to intimacy.
Wheeler let out a little whimper when he felt Mox's massive hands grab his ass. “J-Jon” Wheeler says when Mox starts nibbling on his neck. “How about we finish what we started last night huh?” Mox asks with a smirk. “Yes, please!” Wheeler says desperately as he feels his boxers start to get a bit tight. When he rolls over onto his back, he lets out a hiss when it starts to spasm again. “Shit” he says under his breath, catching Mox's attention. “You ok? Back acting up again?” Mox asks curiously.
“Yeah, it's been hurting all morning and the pain meds barely work” Wheeler says truthfully. “Do you wanna continue? If you're in pain then we don't have to” Mox offers gently which makes Wheeler tear up a bit. He still can't believe he's actually married to this guy now. He gives Mox a quick kiss and smiles up at him. “Jon, I want you to fuck me so hard that it'll make me forget my own name” Wheeler says with a smile.
“God you're perfect” Mox says as he tugs the blanket off of them and turns on the bedside lamp. While he does that, Wheeler takes off his hoodie, once again revealing his fuzzy torso and soft belly. “Fucking fuzzball” Mox says with a laugh as he starts to play with Wheeler's nipples. “You gonna keep teasing and admiring me or you gonna fuck me?” Wheeler says a bit impatiently, causing Mox to chuckle a bit. “You're an impatient puppy aren't you?” Mox asks as he continues playing with Wheeler's nipples, making them into stiff peaks.
“Jon! Don't be mean! I had a rough day!” Wheeler whines with a pout. “Alright alright puppy I'll stop” Mox says as he lowers himself to Wheeler's crotch. He grabs the waistband of Wheeler's boxers with his teeth and slowly pulls them down, causing Wheeler to whine even more. “God you're so fucking wet sweetheart” Mox says as he sees his husband's cock profusely dripping precum. “I've been pent up all day” the younger man says truthfully.
Mox just smirks as he wraps his lips around Wheeler's cock and starts sucking him off. “Oh my god!” Wheeler says with a moan as he pushes Mox's head down. Thank fucking God his husband doesn't have a gag reflex. Mox continues to suck Wheeler off, even grazing his teeth against his cock from time to time. Wheeler is trying so hard to not cum but all it took was Mox to swirl his tongue around for him to explode. “Jon!” Wheeler moans out as he cums deep down his husband's throat.
Mox lets go of Wheeler's cock with a “pop” and instantly kisses him afterwards. Wheeler moans at the taste of his own seed which causes Mox to groan in return. “How was that puppy?” Mox asks with a smirk. “I want you inside me right now” Wheeler says desperately as he feels Mox's hard cock against his thigh. “Whatever my puppy wants” Mox says as he shucks off his own boxers, revealing his dripping, red, angry cock.
“Holy fuck I forget you're big sometimes” Wheeler says with a surprised tone. “I'm gonna knock you up sweetheart” Mox says with a wink as he plunges his cock into Wheeler's hole, using his precum as a lubricant. “Jesus fuck!” Wheeler says with a moan as Mox lets him adjust. “How are you still tight after fifteen years of me railing your little cunt?” Mox asks as he starts to slowly thrust into Wheeler. “I got the magic pussy” Wheeler says casually, causing Mox to laugh.
“Stop trying to make me laugh while I'm trying to fuck you! You little brat!” Mox says through giggles. “How about you make me you old fucker!” Wheeler says with a laugh of his own. Mox just glares at him as he sinks his teeth into Wheeler's shoulder and starts to thrust faster. Wheeler moans as he feels himself start to get hard again. “You're only a year younger than me and you're calling me old? Now I'm definitely getting you pregnant!” Mox says confidently as he starts thrusting harder.
Wheeler's brain turns to putty when his husband starts abusing his prostate. He feels like his cock is about to explode which causes tears to form in his eyes. “J-Jon, I think I'm about to cum again!” He warns through tears, Mox replying with a moan. “Come on puppy, let it all out!” Mox says as he holds both of Wheeler's hands. Their lips connect and with one huge thrust, Wheeler is cumming all over their stomachs with Mox cumming in his ass at the same time.
Mox slowly pulls out of Wheeler and wipes both of them off with tissues. “Holy shit that was amazing! Right babe?” Mox asks when he throws the dirty tissues in the trash can next to the bed. When he doesn't get a response, he looks over and sees Wheeler in tears. “Fuck! Did I hurt you?” Mox asks worryingly, Wheeler shaking his head “no” in response. “No, I'm just happy I get to spend the rest of my life with you” Wheeler answers happily.
“Wheeler, you truly deserve this life” Mox says with a smile as he cuddles with Wheeler. “You promise?” Wheeler asks curiously. “I promise” Mox says quietly as their lips connect, feeling the other's wedding band against their face. Wheeler definitely owes Julia a thanks because she helped give him the life he deserves with the love of his life.
But you also write the best Yuta/Claudio and Yuta/Mox cuddles!!
(All I want is for them to be HAPPY AGAIN)
The sun is setting, and the sky is streaked with pink clouds and a milky-blue haze.
It's the first warm day since winter began months ago, and Yuta can hear the bugs waking up, chittering in a loud chorus somewhere unseen. Little lightning bugs chase each other in the yard, and Yuta watches from the porch, swinging gently on the hammock.
"I used to catch them when I was a kid," Yuta says, tilting his head up. Mox is pressed against his side, the hammock cupping them together in what Yuta thinks is Mox's preferred state of being - entirely octopused around him, almost painfully close, with shuffling only removing an atom or two of what's left of the space between them. "Did you ever do that? Catch lightning bugs and put them in jars to watch them light up?"
Mox shakes his head and then rubs the scruff of his beard against Yuta's forehead, hot and slightly painful.
"Nah, we didn't have lightning bugs really. If I was out at night, I was up to no good. Nothin' innocent like catchin' lightning bugs, at least," Mox says, adjusting his arm around Yuta's waist. He tucks his hand up under Yuta's shirt, and Yuta feels the cool breeze on his skin. It feels incredible, breathing in warm after his lungs had fed off nothing but acrid, stale cold and the smell of the snow rotting in the streets.
"...Wanna catch lightning bugs?" Yuta asks, resting his head back against the netting. "I can get one of Bryan's mason jars. We just can't tell him, though - he'll yell at us about 'animal imprisonment' or something."
That gets Mox chuckling, curling over so that he's now almost fully on top of Yuta, pressing his face into his chest. Mox makes himself small, almost, legs curled and tangled, head on Yuta's chest, Yuta now the one with his arms around him.
"Kinda just wanna lay here," Mox mutters. "Just a little longer, then you can show me what's so good about trappin' little guys."
"You'd know a lot about trapping little guys," Yuta says, and he thinks that Mox must hear his heart under his ear, full to bursting.
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It's early - too early to be awake, and yet.
"Yuta, it's time to wake up," Claudio whispers, not for the first time that morning. Yuta, feeling like a child being stirred for school after too much sleep, or too little, makes a disgruntled noise and turns into Claudio's bare chest. He nuzzles his face against dark chest hair, feeling the scrape and crunch of it - slightly waking him up, but also mostly burrowing into him.
He hears Claudio chuckle and, despite himself, wrap an arm around Yuta to cup the back of his head, supporting it. Skin-to-skin, Yuta starts seeping up some of Claudio's warmth, given that Claudio had chilled him by throwing the covers off the hotel bed. Another (failed) attempt to rouse Yuta.
Long fingers gently scratch at the back of Yuta's head, and he hears the faint noises of Mox brushing his teeth, Bryan in the shower after a morning jog. Regal might also be in the room, and- yes, there he is, the gentle sound of him tapping away on his keyboard, sending a last-minute email.
"If you get up, I will help you in the shower. We can get coffee from that little shop you liked yesterday," Claudio says. That does make him lift his head, Yuta humming, not yet verbal this early in the morning. He doesn't even fully lift his head off Claudio's chest, just moves up towards his shoulder and asks, in a quiet and unused voice,
"Even though y'think it's burnt?"
Big arms press Yuta in against a warm, soft body, and an arm snaked under his waist. He's forcefully sat up, and Yuta groans.
"Yes, even though it is burnt and you drink coffee that's too sweet. But only if you get up. We've been so lazy, and we have a flight in three hours," Claudio scolds Yuta gently. It's plenty of time for them to get ready and to the airport, but Regal likes getting them there early so that he can do a headcount and ensure that everyone is where they need to be.
As if Yuta would ever be anywhere that these guys weren't. As if one day, they would ever be apart. They tease him endlessly for it.
"Okay," Yuta says, pressing a tired, stale-lipped kiss to Claudio's neck. "...Love you."
Claudio sighs, body relaxing against Yuta's, and he squeezes him gently, one hand sliding down his spine.
"I love you," Claudio whispers against his hair. Yuta hears the shower shut off at the same time that Mox's uneven footsteps enter the room, along with his morning grunts as he clears his throat.
"You're spoilin' puppy," Mox teases, but Claudio has gotten Yuta to sit back, has his hands cupping his face, and is looking at Yuta like he's every star in the sky all bundled up into one tiny little thing.
"I have every right to spoil him," Claudio says, rubbing warmth into Yuta's cheeks.
“Thank you.” Yuta says, nudging his chest with one of his toes. Thank you for not letting Regal go through the match second by second, thank you for looking after me, thank you for protecting me. What Yuta doesn’t say, Mox hears anyway, since the night Yuta bled for him in the ring they’ve shared a bond that’s different to what Yuta shares with the others. Mox gets him, Yuta gets him in turn, knows when he needs talking down from the edge, knows what each other are thinking and saying without any words coming out of their mouth.
“What the goddamned fuck am I listening to right now, Yuta,” Mox says. He’s all but stomping into the living room. “Turn it off.”
“It’s music,” Yuta says. “You know, songs? For Christmas?”
“That is not Christmas music,” Mox says. He dives on top of Yuta and grabs the phone from his hands before he can move, legs across Yuta’s hips. He couldn’t move if he wanted to, and isn’t that delightful.
“No, stop,” Yuta says deadpan, “don’t pin me down or fuck me on the couch until my legs stop working. That would be so not exactly what I want right now.”
“What the fuck is a Nonsense Christmas?” Mox asks. “What ever happened to White Christmas and Jingle Bells?” He looks so furious that Yuta has to snicker. “What’s so funny?”
“You’re losing your shit over a song being too new like some grandpa.” Yuta bucks his hips and Mox half falls over, barely catching himself on the arm of the couch above Yuta’s head. “It’s kind of funny.”
“Are you laughing at me?”
Yuta shrugs. “Depends. Is it pissing you off?”
Mox’s eyes shift. “You won’t be calling me old in a few minutes. Get naked.”
