Conjugal Visitation

canon? I don't know her (part 2)

Sapnap joined them for dinner with a wink at Quackity. He slid into his seat beside Karl, stealing a piece of Karl's sushi. Karl poked his thieving fingers away with his chopsticks before he could steal more off his plate. "Yum," said Sapnap, unrepentant. "Are we still on for after-dinner plans, or do you have to go do boring businessman stuff?"

"Yeah, I'm good for tonight." Quackity was still working on the contracts for Las Nevadas citizenship. It was a delicate balance of legalese, warnings, and promises. He had to make sure people took it seriously without scaring them off. It was important, but the wording was something he could tinker with in his head; he didn't need to be in an office or on a build site. Besides, it would be way easier to concentrate later -- without his two hot fiances distracting him.

"Suddenly I'm not hungry anymore," Sapnap announced with a grin. He jumped up as quickly as he'd sat down, whisking away the others' plates and ignoring their protests. "C'mon, guys, I know you have to be way more horny than hungry right now. I know I am."

Laughing, Quackity rose to his feet. "OK, OK, just hold on!"

Sapnap grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs toward the bedroom. "I saw your neck," Sapnap said in a low voice. "What the hell did you do today?"

"You'll find out," Quackity said. "I learned something new today, actually. I've been wanting to show you." He glanced back to make sure Karl was following them. "Just checking in, you're OK with Karl watching us?"

"Fuck yeah, babe." Sapnap's eyes shone with anticipation. "Something new?"

Quackity shoved him in the chest, pushing him backwards onto the bed. Sapnap propped himself up on his elbows, grinning. Karl slipped into the room behind them. A light brush of his hand along the small of Quackity's back sent warmth shooting up his spine. Sapnap's eyes tracked their fiance over his shoulder as Karl settled in a chair on the side of the room.

"You'll find out," Quackity repeated, smiling a little at his eagerness. "Take off your clothes."

Sapnap kicked his socks off and wriggled out of his clothes, tossing them carelessly off the side of the bed. He grabbed Quackity by the pocket of Karl's hoodie, ignoring his yelp of surprise as he tugged him down and into a kiss. Sapnap was trying to kiss Quackity, get his own clothes off, take Quackity's clothes off, and look at Karl at the same time. Quackity sat back on his heels, shaking his head. He positioned his legs over Sapnap's this way, holding his thighs open with his shins. Sapnap snuck his hands up under the edge of the hoodie, but Quackity grabbed his headband and tugged warningly. "Uh-uh."

"I wanna see you!" Sapnap grinned. "I wanna see every single mark that fucker left."

"OK, what do you say?" Quackity said with a slight smile, not releasing the headband.

Sapnap flushed scarlet, from his muscular shoulders to his hairline. He mumbled something. His eyes darted to Karl before falling to a spot in the middle of Quackity's chest. He stared, not speaking, his lips pushed out in a sullen pout.

A snap of Quackity's fingers brought his gaze up. Quackity fought the urge to lean in and take that plump, pouting lower lip in between his teeth. "I know you know the answer," Quackity said, his voice teasing but light. He untied Sapnap's headband and brushed away the dark hair that fell across his forehead. "Ask nicely like a good boy, or this goes around your wrists and my clothes stay on."

Sapnap whined, wriggling a little. The way his thighs shifted Quackity's weight around was going to drive him out of his mind. It would be easy, so easy, for Sapnap to lunge forward and push him off, overpower Quackity and take charge of the scene. Quackity wouldn't even mind. Instead Sapnap was submissive, legs spread, cock erect, and eyes wide and pleading, looking to Quackity for relief. Karl's eyes were on Quackity too; although he couldn't see Karl, he was intensely aware of his presence.