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[inthesaferoom]

JESUS HOT SAUCE CHRISTMAS CAKE

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Mike is just Ugly's tho

[inthesaferoom]

God, fine.

[ There's an irritation in his voice that wasn't there before. Blame two things: hormones but also the slow realization he's gotten himself over his head. With several shades of grief at himself, he releases his hold.

Damn. Come on, Reed. Be smarter! ]

REED!!!!

[xmascake]

Good boy.

[ Rubbing circles around Mike’s bellybutton with his thumb. ]

How much bigger do you think you’ll get?

[ He’s been semi-hard this whole time, but now it’s getting really bad. Or good? Definitely good. ]

[inthesaferoom]

[ Just getting grumpier now. Partially because of the question, but also because of that fucking hard-on? Not part of the plan, even if he wasn't actually stupid enough not to expect it.

He's ignoring that touch the best he can, which isn't actually very well at all. He shifts uncomfortably away, farther towards the other Mike's knees. Doing his best to evade. ]

Don't call me that. Don't know, don't care.

[xmascake]

[ Grumpy is cute. He can work with grumpy. Kind of prefers it, even. ]

You look good.

[ He leans against Mike’s back. Chin tucked over his shoulder. Trying to pull him backward, now; who knows where his rascally hands might end up if Mike struggles? ]

Better every day.

[ Because he’s definitely been watching. ]

[inthesaferoom]

Stop focusing on me. You know this decides if you can be trusted to see your kid, right?

[ Don't tell him grumpy is preferred! Or do, it would make him even more annoyed. He does struggle against being pulled but it's only going to last so long with his stamina still screwy, really. Funny how he spent so many years saying he wouldn't end up like the sick guy he was trying not to care too much about but here he is.

He'll get everything back. He has to. What's the point of staying sober otherwise? ]

And don't lie.

Evil Mike being very normal with his Bad Mike pregnancy kink

[xmascake]

Not lying. What do you think I’m lying about now? You looking good?

[ He sighs. Dick twitching in his pants? Oops. ]

So what are you grading me on, then?

[ Hand dipping lower again so he can feel as much of Mike’s stomach as he can. The swell of him. He grumbles a bit at the thought of Gavin getting to fuck Mike when he’s full-term. ]

No murder here. No attempted murder.

[ His lips brush against Mike’s neck. Not a kiss but also absolutely a kiss. ]

me forgetting I didn't tag. My brain gatekeeping them oh no

[inthesaferoom]

[ Was that - no, definitely nothing underneath him. He's going to pretend, anyway. He's good at gaslighting himself like that.

Both consciously and subconsciously, as that lip brush should make him separate himself but he stops fighting as much and relaxes a bit instead. Just isn't thinking about it. ]

Not a grade. Noticing if you actually try to engage with him at all.

Evil Mike like “let me sing a song to our son, a song of my clown brethren”

[xmascake]

Do you read to him at all? Sing?

[ He closes his eyes. Tries to feel. There’s warmth. Little gurgles. But baby? Hmm. ]

It’s not like you’ll let me be around you enough to learn much.

[ And whose fault is that? Gavin’s. ]

wheezes

[inthesaferoom]

Don't sing. Don't do that, thanks.

[ They're not going to talk about his time in a grunge band when he was full on rebellion in NYC. Not talking about that at all. ]

Behave and you'll be around more. You have to earn trust.

[xmascake]

Mhm.

[ He presses his lips to Mike’s neck again. Sliding them upward. ]

How much trust am I earning right now?

[inthesaferoom]

... depends on what you're trying to do with -

[ Sorry, he's distracted? He can't remember simple words all of a sudden? He squirms a little in a last ditch effort to get away. ]

[xmascake]

With what?

[ Smiling into his neck as he holds Mike against him. Hips rising to press closer. If he were trying to rub his dick against Mike’s ass, yeah, he’d make it more obvious. Put more effort into it. This just kind of happens; body reacting to Mike’s squirming. ]

[inthesaferoom]

... don't know.

[ He was talking about something. He had a point. Right? Yeah. They're getting awfully close and he definitely needs to stop that.

He reaches for the hand on his stomach. ]

Look, I should go.

[ Or something? ]

[xmascake]

No, I don’t think you should.

[ He moves his hand as Mike reaches for him. Will play a but of keep away, if he has to. Wrapping an arm around his waist, now; nuzzling his shoulder. Sniffing at him a bit, because he’s normal and not at all weird. ]

Supposed to be bonding with you and our son, but you don’t seem all that keen on it.

[inthesaferoom]

Ugh, don't sniff me. I'm not exactly fresh, it's gross.

[ Wait, though, he kind of feels shitty if he's stopping bonding with the kid? It's too damn easy to manipulate him, apparently. He relaxes a little again but doesn't really settle. ]

Why are you so damb weird?

cn: kink for Mike being stinky??? I DON’T KNOW

[xmascake]

Not weird. You smell good. Pregnancy thing, maybe?

[ He buries his nose in the crook of Mike’s neck and just inhales. ]

Would be happy if you smelled like this every day.

[ Implying that he intends on a future in which he gets to smell Mike every day. Obviously??? Rat can’t rat around forever. ]

[inthesaferoom]

Uh?

[ He can't think of anything to say to counter that, or a way to be mean to reject it. A compliment is nice, actually? Even if the source sucks in all the wrong ways. ]

Thanks...?

[ The awkward vibes are harsh, at least for him. This is a departure from killing each other he wasn't expecting. ]

cn: dubious sexual advances?? I’m not sure but BAD EVIL MIKE! BAD

[xmascake]

[ He just hmms in response, taking advantage of the moment to try and pull Mike closer. Boner pressing against him, but it’s fine, yeah? Not like he’s doing anything about it. Not even asking. It’s just there, and can Mike really blame him? ]

[inthesaferoom]

... you know you can't do anything about that, right?

[ He's probably jumping the gun, considering the other Mike isn't currently trying. But he knows him, he knows it's only a matter of time. He turns some in his hold so he can look him in the eye.

Mike's trying to put on a stern face but it ends up more of a pout. No idea about it though. ]

[xmascake]

[ He meets Mike’s gaze for a second, yeah. But then his eyes are glued to that mouth. ]

Do anything about what?

[ Pulling Mike a little tighter against him: a reflex. Fingers brushing along his waist. ]

[inthesaferoom]

You know what.

[ He definitely has reason to pout now. Not only that, but Mike reaches for those and holds them away from his body. He can't help himself, he squeezes slightly. ]

You're blatantly into it. Like, we're supposed to be normal here. Or something resembling it, I guess.

If that's even possible.

[xmascake]

Yeah, yeah. I’m into it. But if you want me to not be hard right now, you’re gonna have to do something about it yourself.

[ Offering a lopsided grin, now. ]

Which isn’t a request. Just saying.

You could always show me a picture of Gavin naked, or something. Would kill my boner dead.

Bad Mike having bad ideas take 1536454

[inthesaferoom]

I'm not showing you a picture of that. You're not for cucking use.

[ He's grumpy when he shouldn't be, simply because he's confused as hell by what's going on. Why are his boundaries suddenly being respected? This isn't what is supposed to happen.

And feeling like that is fucked up, thanks? It's not as if he's not grateful or what the fuck ever. He's merely confused and suspicious, as this doesn't happen. What's dwelling under this rock, that's going to jumpscare him later?

Maybe if he pushes. Maybe if he tests. It makes as much sense as this does. It's not like it's cheating if he keeps a distance and doesn't actually do anything. ]

You can solve it if you want. Just don't fucking look at me. I'm not required for this, at all.

👀👀👀👀 very good, bad mike

[xmascake]

I could be for cucking use. You know Gavin would love to watch.

[ He doesn’t know that. Doesn’t care about the rat, actually. Rat isn’t a person. Rat is rat. ]

Hmm. You gonna blindfold me, or what? You’re kind’ve right in front of me, so...

[ Trying to shift his hips ever so slightly, but he ends up brushing his dick up against Mike again. Oops? But a good oops. ]

The rats watching while Gavin gets dissed (autocorrect like dissected NO)

[inthesaferoom]

Don't know that. Doesn't matter.

[ He tsks at the words, at feeling a certain thing brushing against him again. He doesn't move, but that means neither encouraging or discouraging. He just stays the way he is. ]

Could leave. Let you be.

[ He doesn't do that. Instead, he changes how he's in the other Mike's lap, facing him directly but more on his knees. This is mostly because it means he's jabbing him with them in uncomfortable ways and that's kind of funny.

Smoothly, without a pause, Mike settles his hand over the other man's eyes, pressing firmly. He uses the whole hand, obscuring the light with all five fingers. ]

There. Don't say it's not what you asked for.