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I Love You, Anywhere! (José x Donald x Panchito)

The Legend of the Three Caballeros
José x Donald x Panchito
Slightly Jealousy José
Very Drunk Panchito
Sober Donald
Established Relationship

18+ Content:
Porn w/o plot

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A/N: This was a challenge on Reddit:
Word Ban List Challenge!:
Avoiding the below words/phrases:
Impossible/impossibly; Plunged; Plundered; Licked into their mouth; Thrust; Tight; Puckered; Invaded; The [noun] - example: the blond; the woman
Bonus points if you can avoid repetition. More bonus points if there's dialogue.

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It wasn't like Donald even wanted to be here. Panchito dragged the trio to a hole in the wall family run bar in the middle of nowhere Mexico. Donald's Spanish was okay but not great. Growing up, he relied on Della as a translator because his lisp got in the way most of the time. Now that he could depend on the guys. However, tonight they had abandoned him in favor of dancing and drinks.

He had been a wallflower all night, mumbling curses and pleading for the clock to move faster. José had taken to the place quite nicely. He'd danced with every person that dared get within grabbing reach of the dance floor. Panchito was currently in a chugging contest, and Donald jumped at the tap on his shoulder.

"I think we should stop him, fofo." José pulled him towards the bar.

Donald hadn't seen him drink, but he smelt like tequila; his favorite. That made their way to Panchito who had just won the contest and the had impressed the bartender so much she'd picked up his tab.

"Panchito, we need to go! You've had enough." Donald pulled him towards the car and slipped on something that he hoped was spilt beer.

"No!" Panchito whined, hugging a dozen or so empty beer glasses. "I can't leave just yet. There's a few more flavors I haven't tried."

"Si! Mi codó, we don't want you getting hurt," José said.

He put Panchito's arm over his shoulders and started moving to the exit. Donald followed and opened the door for them. They paused outside of the cantina, that looked like it was made of sheets of rusted metal.

"Stay here with Donald. I'll pull the car around." José carefully detangled his boyfriend and head for the car. Panchito still managed to stumbled backwards. Donald put his arms up to catch him.

"Muchas gracias, canela." He wrapped arms around Donald's neck. His eyes sparked in the dim light and he whispered, "Bésame."

"You can't stand on your own." Donald pushed him off. He didn't know exactly what he was saying, but the kissy face he was making sorta gave it away.

"Awwww! Mi rey, complacer!" he squealed.

Before Donald could stop him, he planted a kiss on him. It was sloppy and messy, but sweet. It caused them to stumble backwards, pinning Donald to the metal wall.

"Panchi, knock it off," Donald huffed, not really annoyed.

He was just glad the wall took the weight. He was also happy they were on the side of the building, saving him the embarrassment. Although Panchito would've kissed him like this even in the middle of the bar, sober, just to embarrass him.

Donald fought to keep Panchito standing, using the crumbling building as a prop. It was slightly easier due to the fact Panchito's hands clung to him like he might fall at any moment. Though it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep them both standing as Panchito pushed himself closer and closer. Panchito's kissing skill didn't improve with closeness either. He bit his lip, and Donald had to stop a yelp.