Claws (mxm)

Into the Lion's Den

Leaning back in his office chair, Del glared at the clock above the door. His heart still hadn't managed to calm down completely and his fingers twitched every few moments with the memories his mind refused to quell. 

Buck walked in on the phone but ended the call after a few moments. "I took care of the three hunts for the day. We made great money and there were no issues." He said as he pocketed his phone and walked behind Del's desk to start massaging his tense muscles. 

"That feels like hell... and heaven." Del groaned, drawing a chuckle from Buck as his office door opened again. 

Magnus walked in, immediately making Del lean forward with a lifted eyebrow. He hadn't expected the guy to stick around. 

"That kid smelled like a damn bacon cheese burger. I've never seen someone with such a powerful heat." He said, seemingly licking his lips at just the thought. 

Del felt his jaw tense as his heart rate picked up, but he shoved aside the feelings as he felt Buck's hand squeeze his shoulders gently. "Perhaps it's time to stop trying to get around this situation and meet with Mina to figure things out?" He asked. 

Figure what out? That he smells like a fucking buffet I want to shove my dick inside repeatedly? He thought to Buck, making the man bite back a laugh. 

"You know that's not exactly what I meant." Buck said, making Del lean back a little further in his chair so that he could roll his eyes at him. 

"Well, I suppose that is kind of what I meant. Perhaps you two can find ways to enjoy each others' company. You'll probably be able to get rid of some stress, and he'll possibly manage to sate his awkward little shift." 

Magnus dropped down into one of the two chairs opposite Del's desk and crossed one of his ankle's over the opposite knee. 

"I wouldn't mind enjoying some company tonight..." He drawled, his eyes narrowing on Buck. 

Del let out a quiet warning growl, making Magnus lift his hands with a grin. "I wouldn't eat him that way. I can behave myself if I'm full." He said with a wink. 

The feelings he sensed from Buck were unimpressed. He wasn't one to care about anyone besides the two of them. Magnus was a colleague, and a bit closer than others, but Buck was clearly not interested in getting close to the man in such a way. 

Deciding to push the situation forward, Del sighed and focused his attention on Magnus. "I have a new retrieval for you." He said, making the man grunt. "That kid? No thanks. Something tells me that he isn't a hunt target, and I don't want to get my hands dirty kidnapping something that might end up living to tell about it. Not to mention that I was already seen with his kitten form by several people." 

Growling louder, Del pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. 

Buck gave his shoulder another squeeze before walking around the desk to slide onto the thick armrest of the wing chair Magnus was sitting in. It didn't take the guy but a second to reach around Buck's waist and tug the man down into this lap. They were both well built and could probably stand on even ground in a fight. 

You don't have to do this, Buck. I have other retrievers. Del thought to the man, clearly unhappy with him acting before talking to him about it. 

He watched Magnus sniff Buck like a dog smelling a delicious steak. The man was even panting a little as he ran his nose along Buck's side, ending with a few rapid inhales at the crook of his neck. 

I can handle him, Del. He's our best retriever, and if you plan to keep Mina alive for any amount of time after taking him, we need a retriever who won't be seen. Buck thought to him, making Del sigh out a frustrated growl.