Of Theft & Dominance

Shannon hadn't thought much of the sudden movement, thinking it was just Brice cuddling up to him. But the accent and alcohol tipped him off.
"Killian what are you doing?" He groaned, although he said it while holding back giggles.

"Ahm tryin ta get inta yar pants poppett!" He never said poppett, but it was the liquor talking. "Now set still while ah get yar boxer's off." He slurred, reaching down to grab at Shannon's underwear.

"My boxers are staying on thank you very much." Shannon shook his head, grabbing Killian's hand. "You are so drunk right now." He giggled lightly. "Quit it."

"But Shannon! Ah want ta make babies with ya!" He wrapped his arms around the smaller man, pressing his head to what would be Shannon's breast if he were as girl and shaking his face.

"No baby making. Come on." Shannon whined softly, simply lying there as Killian held him. "You can sleep in here if you're good but no babies!"

"How about', instead of makin babeh's, ya let meh give ya ah rim job in exchange fer a blow job?" He whispered softly, his face that of a puppies.

The tiniest bit of heat rose to Shannon's cheeks but he shook his head.
"You're terrible. Stop making that face at me." He groaned at the man. Even though he and Killian had been just a one night stand, it had been his first time and he had a sense of comfortableness around the other man for that reason.

And Killian was not just a snake in the grass who didnt even care about it afterwards. He always treated Shannon as a friend, and held a certain tenderness in his touch when his skin connected with that of the other boy. One night stand or not, it had been the boys first and Killian held that in high regards.
"Come ON!" Killian flailed around miserably. "One quickeh for old times sake love."

Shannon couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head.
"If I wasn't taken, I'd be happy to but sadly, I am." He smirked over at Killian.

"Then....How about, ya jus got on top of meh and rub yar penis against mine! Im Horneh!" He sounded si pitiful, his lips against Shannon's neck. "Ah wont tell Brice!"
Who was laying in the bed beside them.

Shannon was nearly in hysterics by now, his laughter staying quiet to avoid waking his boyfriend.
"Brice is right beside us, dipshit. You better keep it down too or he'll wake up and kick your ass."

"Like heh did at tha get tagether?" Killian giggled drunkenly.
Yes he giggled.
"Heh, how abou' this. Ya open yar mouth, and ya close yar eyes, and ah'll give ya ah big surpriseh." He snuggled against Shannon.

"You don't quit. Ever." Shannon murmured, nuzzling the man's neck as his eyes slipped shut. "And no, just cause my eyes are closed doesn't mean I agreed to you giving me a surprise." He smiled softly though.

Killian nodded but soon he was too involved with sleeping to worry with it. He would just have to sex Shannon up some other time.
He slept well into the next night, curled up on Brice's bed as the liquor slowly worked its way from his system.

Shannon was curled up to him still when the sun rose, one arm over Killian the other over Brice, his head buried in Killian's chest.

Luca had spent the night alone in Killian's bed...

When Killian finally came to, he was surprised to find he was in bed with his brother.
And Shannon.
Yawning, he moved to sit up, groaning as his head ached.
Felt like someone was taking a bloody ice pick to it.
"What happened?"

Shannon popped an eye up to look at him, yawning loudly. He glanced around before immediately scooting himself away from the other man.
"You were drunk off your ass and came up here in the middle of the night. Let's see... you asked me to make babies and then passed out." Shannon nodded at Killian.

"Offers still on the table love." Killian managed a goofy smile, which was unlike him but still. He didnt remember it but the idea sounded nice.
He moved to the edge of the bed, getting up on shaky legs.
As irritating as it was, Killian wondered where Luca was right then, wondered if Crocodile cared that he had been gone.
Wondered if he knew where Killian was.

Shannon watched him for a moment, planning on going back to sleep before he stopped.
"Hey, Killian?" He paused before continuing on. "Are you alright?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Course love." He didnt look back at Shannon, he just ran a hand through his hair. "Ahm just fineh..." He took a shaky step, almost falling as his head throbbed but he managed to catch himself, going on down the stairs.
"Barry!"

Luckily Barry had already been awake or Killian never would've gotten his attention.
"Killian?" Barry responded, glancing up at his son from his spot on the couch.

"Yah, anythin' ah said last nigh', ya need ta forget et." He was drunk, God knows what all he had told his father, probably stupid crap that made him seem weak. He glanced overr to the wall he had thrown the bottle at, he didnt remember doing it once bit.

"How are you feeling now?" Barry arched an eyebrow. He had liked how Killian had opened up to him last night, even if it was only because he was drunk.

"Ah ave' ah hangover from 'ell...." He paused, he felt like he could talk to his father. "An ah wonder where Luca is..." He moved to flop down beside his father.

Barry threw an arm around the boy's shoulders as he looked down at him.
"You gonna call him or anything? Have you heard from him since last night?" He questioned.