Short Visit
James seemed to have given them the okay to come over. Oliver knocked on James's front door.
James answered the door. "You sure took your time…"
"Well sorry."
James simply rolled his eyes and let them in, "he's in the basement."
Oliver held Arthur's hand and brought him to the basement.
When Arthur had seen how bad of a condition that Mathew was in, he ran straight over. "Mattie!"
Oliver smiled at him. At least he was happy. He glanced at James. "I figured you'd take your anger out on him."
James shrugged, "let's leave them alone for a bit..."
Oliver nodded and followed James. "What have you been up to?"
"Keeping an eye on a certain pair…" Alfred and Al walked into the room, "…Doing…You know what…" He added.
Oliver blinked when he noticed his other brother and his counterpart. Al had a smirk planted on his face and Alfred still wasn't sure whether he was still sleeping or what.
Oliver raised a brow at Allen, "what's that look for?"
"…Hungry." Al said to himself, he'd had a busy night.
"Hey! Next time you decide to play with your toys, keep the noise down." James glared.
Oliver snickered. "So that's why you're smirking~"
Al chuckled, "maybe~"
He smirked and squeezed Al's nose.
Allen quickly pulled back, "I get enough of that from Flavio and his annoying little brother, I don't need you to do that, as well…" He groaned he still couldn't believe that his ex-boyfriend was still treating him as if they were dating; then again, that was half the case.
Oliver chuckled. "Come on~ Flavio loves you~ he totally has a crush on you~"
"D-does not!" Al blushed a bit.
Oliver giggled. "Yeah he does~"
"You're going to have to owe me with you know what tonight…" James glared at Allen.
Al chuckled and nodded, rough sex was always fun. He loved it. "Yeah~ yeah~"
Oliver hit James on the head. "No you won't."
"Ow! What's your problem?!" James held the part of his head that was hit.
"We muck around all the time. He just meant that he was gonna be dominating me this time." Al explained.
"I know what he was meaning." He crossed his arms.
"If you know, then what's your problem?!" James glared. Al's eyes widened; things were going to be really rough tonight.
Oliver shrugged. "I just don't like the way you talk to your brother."
"So? He's mine to play with and he knows that." James could get really territorial.
"You still shouldn't talk to him like that."
"It's fine, Ollie. I'm used to this sort of treatment…Kinda." Al really didn't like where this was going, since James had a habit to take his anger out on others.
It wouldn't be a first. They were all pretty violent. Even though Oliver was the shortest brother out of the three, he was probably the most violent. Allen would probably be the least violent, since James had rage issues.
Al was a little more concerned that it won't be James's cock that'd go in him that night. He has used his hockey stick before and James has even used Allen's baseball bat. They have too many things used for sport, that James wouldn't hesitate to use on him and he knew that; all too well.
Oliver stretched lightly and looked at his brothers. "I should probably head back." It was getting late.
James shrugged.
Allen looked to Oliver, "you can stay for the afternoon, ya brought your counterpart, yeah? Alfie probably wants to see him."
Oliver nodded. "Guess I can stay a little longer then..."
Allen nodded, "Alfie~ go to the basement. Someone will be glad to see you."
Alfred nodded and went down to the basement, he was welcomed with a hug and questions all bombed onto him.
Oliver smiled. "Well. They should be happy."
Allen nodded, he was also doing this for his sake, the later Oliver left, the longer he'd be off the hook, which was probably a good thing.
James walked over to Allen and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Don't think that I don't know what you're doing…" He growled.
Allen gulped. Yep, he was in for it.
Oliver giggled at that. "Don't hurt him too much, James."
Allen continued, getting food ready and started chopping up some vegetables and Oliver helped him.
James felt down to Al's inner thighs and smirked as he received a soft moan. "I did say that I knew what you were doing~" he chuckled.
Oliver was happy that James and Allen got along even if the way they got along was weird.
Al knew that this wasn't exactly getting along but as long as Oliver didn't suspect anything and James wasn't being violent, things were fine.
Oliver stretched a little bit. Nothing was suspected.
Al glanced back at James when he started groping him, "stop it." He whispered.
James shook his head with a grin and moved his touch a little higher.
Allen held back a moan when he felt his crotch being grabbed, "I-I said to s-stop...For now a-any way..." He stuttered.
Oliver giggled at them and pulled out his knife, smiling at them. "Are you going to stop~?"
James glanced back at him, "probably not." He said bluntly and squeezed a little tighter, "you can touch him as well, remember?" He reminded Oliver of one of the visits.
Allen gasped in response.
"Maybe I don't want to."
"Then don't get all iffy, I still can."
Oliver smirked. "Just don't have sex with him right now."
"I won't, I just play with him a little." James explained and squeezed a little more.
Al moaned a little louder, this time.
He chuckled and removed the knife from Allen's hands. He didn't want him to accidently cut himself.
Al leaned into James's chest.
"I'll be dropping you and your counterpart home tonight, Ollie. Scotty was recently in the neighbourhood."
Oliver glared. "Oh really...?"
"He knocked on the door and asked if you still lived here."
"What did you tell him?"
"That you and Francois broke up and had left the house to Allen and I..."
At least he told him the truth. "Alright. Do you know why he was looking for me?"
"He was only back to give you another beating...You know? The usual..."
He nodded. "Sounds like him." Oliver smiled at James.
"So, yeah...I'm gonna walk you home through the back route."
Oliver nodded, "alright."
"Quit squeezing me..." Allen groaned and dug his head further into his brothers' chest.
Oliver chuckled at that and rubbed Allen's head.
Al blushed.
James kissed his forehead and loosened his grip. "You've been good~ I'll let you off for now~"
Allen sighed out in relief.
He looked at James. "Might taking me home?"
James nodded, "didn't you want to eat first? Also, I don't think that your counterpart exactly approves of you serving food that he didn't see you make. He'd at least trust what his brothers say." He explained.
Al picked up the knife again when he felt James move his hands to his hips and finished cutting up the food. "Do you want what we're having? Or did you want to have some flesh and blood?" He asked.
He smiled. "I'm fine thank you. Besides, I only poisoned him once"
"Poisoning someone would kind of lower their trust..." Al groaned a little.
"So would giving someone aphrodisiacs and putting it in a poison bottle." He was still angry about that.
Allen chuckled, "you've seen me cook, unlike you I don't poison my food~"
"How was I supposed to know it wasn't poison?!"
"You still attempted it~" he teased.
Oliver growled. "I should poison you."
Once he was done with the vegetables, he got the plates out and set out the food. "I'm gonna bring our counterparts their share..." He kept note of Oliver's last comment.
Oliver nodded, "alright."
Allen brought the counterpart's food down to the cellar.
"...So, what did you actually do to make Allen burst out laughing earlier?"
He sighed. "I thought that the bottle of poison was poison so I used all of it and fed it to Arthur. It was actually an entire bottle of aphrodisiacs that Allen put in my kitchen for some reason."
"You...Seriously...? You idiot...You don't just trust him without some suspicion... Anyway, speaking of drugs, do you have anything that'll paralyse the victim but not knock them out?"
"How was I supposed to know? I should have something like that."
"And leaves the nerves still working?"
"I believe so."
He looked at James. "What are you planning to do?"
James smirked, "can I please have some...In needle form~?"
"I'll get you some at the house."
"Thanks," James said, his face returned to normal as Allen returned.
Al glared at the pair, "what did you do with my food?"
Oliver raised a brow and shrugged.
"James?" Allen glared.
He shrugged in response. He wants to leave him to stress.
"What was wrong with it?"
"You were talking about drugging me, earlier..."
"That doesn't mean I did it."
Al's glare sharpened and he grabbed the plate without meat.
Oliver walked over and kissed his cheek.
"Now I really don't trust you..."
"I didn't do anything, Allen."
He looked away "...I'll take your word for it...But just this once..."
He smiled and hugged him.
Al took a seat at the table, next to Oliver and James.
Oliver was starting to fall asleep.
"You okay?" James looked over.
"…H-Huh?" Oliver blinked and nodded lightly
"I'll finish dinner when I get back, Allen." He said and got up. He got Arthur out of the chamber. "We'd best get going in case anything does happen."
He nodded. "Yeah..."
Al nodded and continued to eat as the two left.
James walked Oliver home and they sent Arthur inside.
Oliver smiled at James and gave him a hug,
"Can you grab the syringe and drug?"
He nodded and went in the kitchen and pulled out the drug. He filled a syringe with the liquid and puts a cap on it before handing it to James.
James thanked him and returned home, "this is going to be fun~" he chuckled as he walked in the door and was welcomed by the American's warm arms.
Allen smiled. "You were gone for too long, James."
"How was fifteen minutes too long?"
"It felt like an hour."
He smiled a little and hugged back.
Allen was happy.
"Let's go inside, I need to eat."
He nodded and went inside with James.
James sat down and ate his food how it was, "what did you do for this supposed hour?"
"Laid on the couch and finished eating."
"Fun~" he quickly finished his food and did the usual routine; shower, brush teeth, etc. He didn't get dressed in PJs this time though. Instead, he got dressed in his checker jacket and jeans.
Allen sat in the room and watched some TV while James was getting ready for bed.
James walked out and smirked when he saw Allen's back to him. He quietly walked up behind him.
Allen didn't seem to notice.
His smirk grew and he pulled the syringe out. He took the cap off and jabbed it right into Allen's arm, he quickly injected the contents and pulled it out.
Allen flinched and turned to glare at James when he felt something being injected into his arm.
James walked off and put the syringe in the bin, before he went back to Allen, "time for bed, let's go." He wanted to get Allen to the bedroom before the drug kicks in.
He growled lightly and nodded, walking into the bedroom. He had no right to refuse.