The Space Between a Rock and a Hard Place|OT4

. 12 .

"Calum." Luke whispers when Michael heads to the kitchen where ashtons doing dishes after dinner to help him.

"Hm?" Calum asks, eyes not leaving the movie they're watching.

"You never did the dare I gave you the other day." Luke grins. His ass is still sore and he can't wait to see Calum get some karma for being a snitch. Calum squints, trying to remember, and then frowns.

"Oh. Yeah. Dang it luke." Calum whines. Luke giggles and elbows him lightly.

"And you gotta let me watch whatever you get, okay?" Calum glares at luke and then takes a deep breath. Luke frowns, wondering what he's doing, and his eyes widen when he does it.

Calums breath is mostly to prepare himself. He can't back out of a dare, plus he's okay with taking whatever he'll get from just swearing once if it'll make Luke happy and make up to him for snitching.

"Fuck you, Luke!" Calum says, loud enough he knows the dominants will hear, but as if he's trying to do it quietly enough so they won't. Luke claps a hand over his mouth to hide his laugh. That is not what he expected. Calums voice sounds slightly irritated but mostly playful, so the dominants won't think they're actually fighting.

"Calum Thomas Hood!" "Excuse you?!" Simultaneous yells come from the kitchen and the two dominants take a second- probably to dry their hands or pause whatever they're doing, before coming in. Calum has the sense to look sheepish, sinking off the couch to his knees.

"What's going on?" Michael gives Calum the chance to explain himself and Calum bites his lip, coming up with a story.

"M sorry sir, luke and I were just messing with eachother. I didn't mean to." He says shyly and the dominants frown at him, then Ashton raises an eyebrow and looks between the two subs.

"Anything else we should know?"

"No sir." Luke says, knowing it's directed at him to see if he'd done anything against the rules. He looks to Calum to confirm and the brunette nods.

"No sir, promise. We were just playing, I didn't mean to." He directs his eyes down. Luke thinks that lying probably qualifies, but he wonders if he'd get in trouble for daring Calum to break a rule, so he's sure as hell not gonna bring it up.

"Tch. So you don't even have a good excuse, hm? And not just cussing, but at someone no less. You know better." Michael scolds and Calum nods.

"Say sorry to Luke." Ashton demands.

"M sorry, luke."

"Properly." Calum rolls his eyes. Is this all? He was expecting luke to get a better show.

"I'm sorry for offering to fuck you, Luke." He snickers and Luke snorts. The dominants, however, are not amused.

"Calum hood!" Ashton scolds, grabbing Calum by the ear and pulling him to his feet, then sits and drags him over his lap, resting him there, arms laying restrictively over his back, as he looks at luke.

"Lukey babe, would you please go to the bathroom upstairs and get the bar of soap from under the sink?" He asks sweetly and luke tucks his lips into his mouth to hide a smile and nods, hopping up to go get it. He hears Calum groan in protest, and the boys silenced with a smack and a threat to be gagged.

He finds it quickly, glancing over the resealable package and noticing that the label says it's formulated specifically for mouth-soaping, it must have different ingredients to normal soap that make it edible or something. He imagines it's still not pleasant tasting.

He runs it downstairs where Calums being scolded as he lays still over ashtons lap. "Is this you trying to look cool in front of Luke, hm? Like a little school boy with a crush, tch, pathetic." Michael says, and Luke immediately feels his cock growing in his pants. Damn, that's hot. He wants to be talked to like that, maybe in a slightly different scenario.