Zak's arse was hurting like hell after the intense round last night.
He couldn't even stand up.
Bad walked into his room with a bottle of medicine, along with a glass of cold water.
"How're you feeling darling?"
"Everything hurts." Zak said screaming into the pillow.
"Poor 'geppy."
Bad sad down next to him on the bed and stroked his cheekbone in an attempt to comfort his lover.
"Dream and George are coming over later. Do you want me to cancel it?"
"Nooooooo It'll be fine."
"Mkay. "
Bad took the water glass and pushed it up against Zak's chin.
He took the glass and swallowed the medicine, washing it down with water.
"Tell me if you need anything, okay?" Darryl said, guilty for seeing his lover in agony.
"Mhm. Can I have some food please?"
"Of course. Can you stand up?"
Zak tried getting up from the mattress, but failed miserably and whined in pain.
"Awe poor baby. Did I go too rough on you?" Darryl asked with a worried tone.
"No no no! It was amazing. I wouldn't wish anything changed. It just hurts a bit today. I love you so much Darryl."
Darryl chuckled and gave him a light peck on the forehead.
"I love you too, Zak."
Darryl walks out of the room.
Time skip about an hour
Darryl walks back into the room.
"Hey darling. Are you sure you're fine with Clay and George coming? I'll cancel if you want me too."
"No no no it's alright. I feel way better now. I think I can stand up now."
Zak tries again to stand up on his two little legs. This time successfully.
"Yayy :D" Darryl exclaimed.
"Haha it's like I'm a little baby." Zak said with an adorable grin on his face.
"You're my little baby." Darryl gave him a soft peck on his forehead.
"Just make sure to be careful when they arrive. Don't move around way too much. You can rely most of your weight on me if you'd like."
Darryl said wordily.
"Yeah okay. Thanks babe. I'll get downstairs with you. When are they arriving?"
"M'kay. In about half an hour."
"Okay."
Time skip. They sat and just chatted about random stuff for about like ten minutes.
"So um, Zak?"
"Hm?"
"Daddy?" Darryl questioned, trying to hold back his laughter. The nickname was used in yesterdays scenario.
Zak turned a crimson red.
"Uhhhhhhhh-"
That's when they heard the door open.
"Pffftt saved." Darryl exclaimed irritably.
Dream and George were happily greeted by their mates. (Omg I'm so British uwu ☕️ 🇬🇧)
They all sit down on the huge sófa in the main area of the room.
"Soooooo you two?" Clay exclaimed.
"SKSJSKSJ DONT TALK ABOUT THAT RIGHT AWAY CLAY OH MY GOD-" George screeched excitedly.
"What" Bad said. He was obviously clueless about the sentence dream had formed.
"Are you.. you know. We heard you on out walk yesterday."
Bad was still confused about what the muffin he was talking about.
But once he looked over at Zak, he saw the serious blush on his face, and immediately understood.
"YOU HEARD THAT?!?!" Zak basically screamed out of pure embarrassment.
George chuckled.
"Don't worry. We're not gonna tell anyone." George reassured in his British accent.
"But only if we get to ask some questions." He continued.
"Sure whatever." Bad said, already embarrassed.
"Okay so.." dream looked at George and they both start laughing dramatically.
They stop laughing, attempting to get it together. They then kept pointing at each other as a way of saying "you do it."
Once they FINALLY was able to produce proper sentences, Clay spoke up.
"Who's the bottom?"
Zak's eyes widened and Darryl formed a smirk.
Darryl chuckled deviously and spoke.
"He is. My tight little baby boy."
Everyone was clearly extremely shocked my the answer.
Zak blushed an intense colour.
Clay signed it with his signature wheeze.
Then they fvcked until next week when they died from little pp syndrome
And they had an orgy and ultra died
