Sidearms ran up the stairs, almost tripping on the last step. Throwing his shirt onto the bedroom floor and landing spider like on their bed.
Shadow walked calmly up the staircase, smiling to himself at his husband's childish antics.
Sidearms was sat up against the headboard when Shadow walked in.
"Interesting sight we have here, what are your intentions?" Shadow asked. His voice was coated with lust and it dragged a shiver from Side.
"I should be asking you. As you can see I am not pitching a tent." Sidearms shot back with a smirk, raising his hips.
Shadow launched himself onto Sidearms.
"Roses are red,"
"Violets are blue,"
"We're having sex tonight,"
Shadow pinned Side's arms against the bed and straddled his waist.
"Because I'm stronger then you."
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