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He lunges at him and Vessel yelps. IV growls low but it doesn’t stop the Omega from opening his jaw and clamping down on the keys in Vessel’s hand, ripping them away. Vessel jerks back and the Omega does, too, slamming himself into the door of his side of the car.
It’s silent except for their heavy breathing.
Vessel watches as the Omega slightly panics, fear filling his eyes, realizing he just might have fucked up. He’s alone, confined in a car on the freeway with two Alphas.
He drops the keys with a whine, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it; you can take them back. Please, don’t hurt me.”
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II is an Omega. Vessel is given the owner's rights and is very determined to give II the freedom he deserves, and, hopefully, get II to join the band as their drummer.
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“Do ye have feelin’ in them?” Soap asks curiously.
Yes, Ghost wants to say. He has so much feeling in them. They’re a part of his body, even if he wasn’t born with them on his head. Yes, he wants to say, because you’re touching them with your gentle fingers and it’s making me fucking crazy! You have no idea.
“No,” he says instead, his voice tight.
Or, Ghost has horns and Soap likes to touch them.
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"You remember what we agreed?" III purrs.
IV swallows hard. "Dealer's choice."
"Exactly. You're about to be one very sore loser, sweetheart."
For three days, IV lets the others do whatever they want to him.
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Vessel will be the first to admit that he and the others have a tendency to spoil IV.
When IV wants nothing more than to be indulged by his lovers, that's exactly what he gets.
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It's not the first time he's got himself skunk drunk when back home on leave, and part of you resents his decision for joining the military. Clearly that has to be the reason for him living it up like it's his last goddamn night on Earth at every opportunity, right?
You're more familiar with his sloppy cheek kisses and wandering hands while you get him home than you'd like, but such are the burdens of best friend privileges. It's Johnny—harmless, familiar. A little stupid and a lot sweet.