Cerulean Heart (Polyfidelity) (MxMxW) (In progress)

11.

Ambrose grumbled, "I wanna eat but my hands hurt" he jutted out his bottom lip and Lúa rolled her eyes.

"I'm not feeding you."
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Ambrose opened his mouth for the fifth time to have it stuffed with cake, the man looked like he was in heaven and Lúa was his angel. Or maybe the food was his angel and Lúa was just the chef, he couldn't be bothered to try and figure out the difference at the moment.

"Did you have fun with Myron while we were away?" Emil asked in between peppering kisses on Aleksei's face.

Lúa looked deep in thought, though she knew the answer easily, "meh. More then fun I'd say we just bummed it out around the house"

Ambrose snickered almost choking when Lúa took the chance to zoom the spoon in his mouth. "You could've killed me! Crazy small woman."

Lúa avoided his eyes and instead smiled warmly as Myron shifted and glared at his brothers loud tone.

"Could you be any louder?"

Ambrose nodded, "I can scream."

Aleksei snorted, "Yes you can."

Lúa snickered.

Ambrose squinted his eyes at the two then looked at Emil for help but the man was shaking behind Aleksei in a laughing fit. The poor boy just burrowed deeper into Lúa's shirt trying to hide the slight pink stain on his cheeks.

"I bet you scream louder then I do." He retorted to Lúa sassily trying to deflect attention from himself.

Lúa sucked her cheeks in from surprise, the room was silent. Myron making a disgusted face and fleeing the room, Lúa wanted to yell "wait take me with you!" But she'd doubt he turn back.

Lúa began to roughly pat Ambrose's hair, passive aggressive at its finest. "I'm not a screamer, but I do bite. Don't get bit."

Emil was having a field day, he found it absolutely hilarious to watch two mostly submissive people ridiculously argue. And Aleksei was just enjoying the fact they seemed to get along well.

Aleksei interrupted their argument when he remembered what he was supposed to tell Lúa about work, "I'll be bringing home the high ups adjusted designs for you to look over. I don't really care about the other models outfits but I want you to have a say in mine."

Lúa flushed and beamed

Ambrose looked up in admiration, "Can I kiss you?"

Lúa looked down at the cheeky man, not the slightest sense of shame in his puppy dog face. "You're a million years to early for that you punk." Ambrose gave a exasperated sigh, "I am the most unloved person in this house I-"

She furrowed her brows in irritation and leaned down a quick chaste kiss to the mans forehead. "Shut up."

Ambrose mouth was as wide as his eyes and he was stuck, it wasn't exactly the kiss he'd been asking for but regardless the action had made his heart flutter a bit. and the soft pink tint on the women's cheeks was more then enough for him to not ask for more. "You're blushing"

Lúa's eye slitted, "I'll punch you."