Puck assumes wrong.

You sit down in your computer chair and try not to squirm or shiver too much when she brushes your hair back from your earflap. You've never had anything pierced, and you think it probably can't be worse than getting injured during the game, but it's hard to relax all the same. You weren't just sitting and waiting to get hurt then. "Aight," Meenah says. "Let's get this shoal on the road." "Do it," you say. You close your eyes.

Zack has the best worst ideas.

There are times when, for the greater good, one might choose to lose a bet. This is one of those times.

Dorian is quite magnanimous in victory, and perfectly willing to reward Bull for being so gracious in defeat.

Prolly if the two of you had handled this on your own, it woulda turned bloody real fast. You're guessin' neither of you woulda been willin' to let it go without the other one dead, and who the fuck knows what that coulda done to your two groups of friends. Now, you ain't gonna fuck shit up for everyone else if you can help it, but like fuck are you just gonna let Feferi Peixes have her own way. Not over your dead body, necessarily. But... maybe over hers. Lucky for the two of you, lil' Vantas McNubs is way too nosy for his own good. An' way too persistent. An' way too fuckin' precious to ever, ever hurt. It was gettin' real coddamn ugly the first time he jumped in between you. Feferi was just about ready to go for you, an' like shell were you lettin' her get away with that bullshit, an' both of you were there with your tridents out an' all, an' there's Karkat, just jumpin' in the middle like it ain't no thing.

"So, honeybee. I think I found a third for that idea you had. Well, third and fourth.” “Which idea? FUCK YOU YOU LITTLE—“ Some turd tried to sneak up and shank him from behind. Mituna nuked him into orbit, then turned his attention to Latula. “The helmsman idea.” He froze. That idea. Oh fuck. Ohhhh, FUCK. He thought she’d maybe forgotten that one.

Sollux just wanted a tattoo. He came out of it with ten piercings and a threesome.

There's a low chuckle from behind them, and the bedsprings creak as Kakashi sprawls out, half-reclined as he watches them with heavy-lidded eyes. “You know,” he says easily, “of all the perks I expected as Hokage, this definitely wasn’t one of them.” “Threesomes with other Kages?” Utakata asks, dragging his fingers up Zabuza’s spread thighs, and those golden eyes don’t waver from Zabuza’s, intent and hot even if he sounds like he’s just making polite conversation. Kakashi chuckles. “I meant access to your own personal harem,” he says lightly. “But that too.”

This isn’t how the season was supposed to go.

“Not all of them." Kojiro blinks. “Not all of what?” “My piercings, you gorilla,” Kaoru says, poisonously polite. “What else would I be talking about?” ----- Kaoru decides to let Kojiro in on a little secret. Kojiro is not at all prepared.

He catches Dabi’s hips in his hands and seals his mouth over his hip bone, digs his teeth in until he hears a groan. He only lets up enough to drag his tongue over the mark and suck on it lightly. When he glances up, Dabi’s head is thrown to the side and he’s open mouth panting. “Didn’t know you had such a thing for biting.” Hawks says, nips at the skin over his belly to watch Dabi shiver. “Anyone would, with your mouth.” Dabi grumbles.

"Did you know you're not supposed to pet a parrot on its back or wings or it'll get turned on?" “What the fuck are you on about?” “Just making conversation.” Dabi reads an interesting news article which leads to some hands-on experimentation while he and Keigo wait for their info drop.

Dabi’s head snaps up so fast Hawks worries he’ll break his neck. He opens his mouth, closes it, and opens it again. “You, of all people, haven’t bottomed?” “Is there a problem with that?” Hawks huffs, more offended than he should be given the fact they’re talking about his sex life and it’s none of Dabi’s business. But Dabi has already smelled the blood in the water and smirks at him, like he already knows how the rest of this conversation is going to play out. “You’re the brattiest twink I’ve ever met, I’m pretty sure getting fucked is a legal requirement for you.” Hawks bristles and his face flushes. If he ignores the way his cock twitches, he can almost pretend it’s in shame. “Fuck off,” He deflects without heat. “It’s not like I’ve been avoiding it. It just... hasn’t happened.” ~~~ It happens.

the boys are back and they are high and horny