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Link was sitting at his desk in his room in the Creative House. He was going through his mails, something that should have been done days ago. After a while he sighed, pushed the chair away from the desk and rolled his shoulders to relieve some of the tension. He snickered a little to himself, 'the other' was on his couch, doing something.
"Oh, fuck, what's with the bird?"
Link turned to the side, looking at the other, in his Rhett appearance today. He was sprawled on the couch, looking at Link's phone. Rhett and Link had realized that when the other was bored, the risk of him fucking with them (not literally) was a lot higher. What to do? Well, what you do with every kid who’s restless, hand them a distraction. And now, that distraction was Link’s phone.
He had been silent for a few minutes, his eyes glued to the screen.
"No, that's not a good idea..."
He kept silent for even longer. Link knew what he was looking at, it was him who had suggested it. He had a hunch the other would like it, and after a quick explanation of what TikTok was, the other had agreed to try it out.
"What the fuck, no!"
He was sitting up on the couch now. Link was laughing under his breath. It was nice seeing the other a bit creeped out, instead of him being creepy.
“Was that the end? Link, what the fuck?”
The other raised his head, glaring at Link.
“It’s just a creepy little story, they’re supposed to end like that.” Link smiled at the other, who didn’t seem pleased at all. “Oh, by the way, thanks for staying out of our way when we shot it.”
Link got up and sat on the couch, next to the other.
“Yeah, well, I spent a lot of time prowling your studio. Boring as hell when there’s no one there.”
Link patted his leg. “I know. So, thanks. It meant a lot. And the horror tok came out just like we wanted it.”
The other growled softly in the back of his throat, making Link’s spine tingle. He’d heard that growl in… x-rated situations too many times to not react.
“It’s totally unrealistic, you know that?”
Link shook his head, trying to get rid of images of him and the other, fucking.
“Huh? As unrealistic as you coming out of that wall?” He pointed to the mended wall with his thumb.
The other looked at him, his eyes flashing yellow as he moved close, his lips touching Link’s neck and he breathed against the flushed skin.
“I’d never let a chick like that get to you.” He trailed his tongue lightly along Link’s earlobe. “I’d yeet that bitch over the fence before she even had started singing. But I'd totally fuck the Macon brothers.”
Link let out a laugh, closing his eyes and letting the sensations wash over him. The other moaned as one hand slowly moved down, stopping over the hard dick, straining to be let free from Link’s pants.
“Go and get Rhett, I’d like to watch you.” The other shoved at Link, and a bit dazed, he padded down the hall to Rhett’s office.
It didn’t take more than a look from the real Rhett for him to catch on, and shortly, they were back in Link’s room, lying on the couch, naked, hard dicks grinding as they took pleasure from each other.
The other was kneeling next to the couch, whispering in Link’s ear how he’d always protect them, while he was rubbing his own dick.
Real Rhett grunted and pushed two lubed fingers deep in Link’s tight ass. The other growled as he saw how Link arched his back and pushed down against Rhett’s fingers. Without hesitating, the other placed a hand on Rhett’s neck and pulled him into a wet, sloppy kiss, their beards brushing against each other, mumbling against his lips. “You think you can protect Link, but I protect you both”. He broke the kiss to put his lips against the full mouth of the blue eyed man with his legs spread widely. Their tongues twirled and danced, as real Rhett came closer and gently pushed his thick dick into Link’s waiting hole. He moaned as he bottomed out.
The other broke the kiss with Link, wrapping a hand around his own throbbing length and panted heavily.
“Yeah, that’s it, fuck, Rhett, you do him so well.”
“Be quiet, ah, I’m… fuck, I’m trying to do something here.” He sped up, hearing on Link’s whining that he was getting close.
“You’re gonna have to shut me up.” The other’s eyes flashed yellow and he grinned, as Rhett grabbed at his t-shirt collar and kissed him passionately. The other kept rubbing his own dick, letting the other hand wrap around Link’s dripping dick and it only took three or four tugs before Link spilled his seed over himself. Rhett grunted, fucked a little deeper and harder as he kept kissing the other and then he pulled out, letting his cum spurt over Link, adding to the mess. The other growled, pulled his dick out of his pants and came on the couch, droplets hitting Link’s hip.
After, they were quiet, save for some heavy breathing. The other broke the silence first.
“You know, on second thought, I kinda liked your horror tok.” He started laughing, wiping his sticky hand on Rhett’s thigh.
“Ah, fuck off!” Rhett swatted at the other, but he was smiling.
The other padded off to the bathroom to clean up, as Rhett lay down next to Link, grabbing some tissues from the coffee table to wipe the mess from Link’s body.
A pair of blue eyes stared intently at the beautiful man with the golden curls.
“I’m sorry, I just… got caught up in his touch.”
Rhett shook his head. “It’s alright. I liked it.”
They looked at each other for a beat, before they burst out laughing.
“I think he was a bit spooked.” Link grinned.
“Was not!” The other shouted from the bathroom.
That got Rhett and Link laughing even harder.
Other Rhett, now sopping wet, opened the bathroom door and glared at them. “I just like to keep things realistic, ya know?” And he switched from Rhett to Link and back again, and promptly closed the door.
Rhett and Link smiled at each other. Life with a demon in the house was… interesting.