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Funkita - Surely you will find out soon! I apologize for the delay in updates. Hopefully they'll be a little more speedy, thanks for reading!
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Boom!
Deuce opened the familiar bedroom door and he leaned on it for an extra moment - he was now sure he had a bit too much to drink. Actually he was positive... he felt light and pleasantly dizzy. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest when he looked at the bed and saw Clawd fast asleep.
The dim light from the lamp cast a lovely glow on the other's fur. It left Deuce in awe for a few seconds. He then stepped away from the door long enough to shut it.
Deuce was thankful that he kept his room neat and tidy - he couldn't maneuver an obstacle course like the twin's room. Not in his drunken state anyway. He wasted no time in taking his clothes off. He stripped down to only his boxers. Wow, clothes were so restricting.
He climbed onto the bed and crawled up it, he plopped down beside the slumbering wolf. Deuce reached up and fixed his sunglasses, he then propped himself on his elbow and stared down at Clawd. "You're so fuckin' beautiful." He leaned down and began to kiss Clawd's neck.
It didn't take long for the wolf to stir awake. "Hey you," he greeted, still half-asleep. He brought his hand up and Deuce intertwined their fingers. It wasn't until he tossed the blankets off and began to kiss his bare chest that Clawd had an idea what Deuce was searching for. "you're a frisky gorgon tonight, aren't you?"
Deuce smirked and straddled his wolf. "A bit."
Clawd studied how Deuce could barely hold himself up-right. He chuckled lightly. "On a scale from tipsy to fucked, how drunk are you?"
The gorgon thought about it. "Slightly fucked."
Clawd would say his boyfriend was a little more than slightly screwed. He wasn't able to process much more before said frisky gorgon was kissing him feverishly.
As much as he didn't want to pull away from Deuce, all he could smell and taste was alcohol... his stomach churned with a nauseated wave serving as a rude reminder. "Babe... babe." Clawd called out lightly, the shorter now attaching himself to the wolf's collarbone.
Clawd took it upon himself to switch positions, a rather stunned Deuce now underneath him. "I think I like where this is headed..." He reached up and poked Clawd's nose.
"Oh you will, trust me." Clawd started off by kissing Deuce's jaw trailing sweet kisses over to his neck and down it. He could feel the younger reacting to the intimacy with soft moans. "Shhh... I'm here."
Deuce smirked, "I know, that's the part of the issue."
Clawd chuckled and continued down his chest, along his abdomen and he shimmied down further, kissing right along the line where his boxers sat.
Deuce looked down, he felt confused but it was probably due to his level of intoxication. "What'cha doing?"
"Are you okay with this?" Clawd asked him, taking note of how sexy the other looked when he was vulnerable.
"Oh yeah, I'm good." He paused. "Are you?"
Clawd shook his head and smiled, "I'm just down south here for no reason. Of course I'm fine with it. Besides, it's the only thing I could think of to calm your ass down." And have Clawd do the least amount of moving on his part as well.
Deuce bit his lower lip. "But I don't want calm, I want excitement."
"And I only aim to please." He pulled the boxer shorts down and exposed his boyfriend. Last time they were intimate this would've spooked him... but he had done some research since then. Hopefully it would pay off.
He kissed just above the area, feeling the needy gorgon wriggle a little bit. He then teased him with his hot breath over his genitals. "Cla-awd..." Deuce called out softly. The anticipation alone was almost too much.
"I'm here... you're fine." He reassured the smaller, rubbing his inner thigh comfortingly. Clawd couldn't say he'd ever been down on anyone before as Draculaura would never fathom doing an act like this... or have it done on her. Regardless, he sure hoped he was about to do this right.
He trailed his tongue over the tip and just that made Deuce twitch. He knew he was headed in the proper direction when the young gorgon was now erect.
Clawd supposed he would stop teasing the poor thing.
Deuce's eyes widened when Clawd took nearly all of him in his mouth at once. He clutched a handful of blanket and let out a shaky breath. At this point everything he was doing was shaky.
He swore his wolf boyfriend knew exactly what he was doing. Every time Clawd went down again it felt real good. It took all of him not to make loud noises... in the back of his mind he knew there were others trying to sleep but damn - he couldn't help it when he felt so great.
Deuce was hardly prepared for Clawd to pick up the pace, he moaned out accidentally and grabbed a near-by pillow to try and mask his sounds of absolute enjoyment.
He gripped the wolf's shoulder tightly with his unoccupied hand, the other holding the pillow in preparation to cover his sounds.
After a few minutes a light squeak came from Deuce as he could feel a building up... almost as if the amount of ecstasy he was feeling began to boil just under his navel. The feeling got stronger and stronger. He was sweating, his breathing was more labored than before and his breath hitched right as he felt an explosion of pleasure course through him. "Holy sh-hit."
Clawd was cleaning himself up at that point. He was able to swallow most of Deuce, but had to wipe the corners of his mouth even still. He took a moment to catch his breath. He gave the gorgon's leg a pat. "How's it going up here?" He asked, crawling up beside Deuce and reaching for his bottle of water.
Deuce pulled his boxers up and sat there for a moment, he couldn't find the words to speak... he was trying to catch his own breath. "That was... fuckin' amazing. How did you-"
Clawd held a hand up in protest. "I will never reveal my secrets." He smirked and kissed Deuce's cheek. "c'mon, you need sleep. Casketball practice's in about 3 hours from now."
Deuce leaned in and kissed Clawd. "Aren't I suppose to... return the favor?" He looked down to his boyfriend's genital area.
"Not tonight, love. Another time okay?" He fixed the pillows and fluffed them up for the both of them. "Lay down with me."
Deuce gave a nod and finally obliged Clawd by lying down next to him. 5 minutes hadn't even gone by and the gorgon was out like a light.
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Deuce did a quick roll and he smacked at his iCoffin when the alarm sounded. He groaned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes… or lack thereof. He had a sound sleep for 3 and 1/2 hours… shit! He overslept. In record timing his phone started going off with messages from his teammates.
Clawd stirred lightly with the sounds going off.
"Sorry." Deuce whispered crawling out of the warm bed. Damn he really didn't want to go. A small sigh escaped as he looked through his clothes. Once finding an outfit the gorgon quickly turned around and placed a kiss upon Clawd's cheek before sneaking off to the bathroom to rid himself of the alcohol smell.
He glanced over and saw Clawdeen sleeping somewhat peacefully… the upper part of her body was on the floor with a pillow and the lower half of her body was still on the sofa. How the hell was that remotely comfortable? He shook his head and continued to the bathroom. It wasn't until he staggered slightly… that he realized he was still intoxicated. Uh-oh.
After a quick shower and quickly getting dressed, he was already late and didn't want the team waiting too much longer. The gorgon stumbled out of the steamed filled bathroom. Trying his best to walk the a straight line, he stopped near the sleeping she-wolf. "Come on roadkill, we got school." He said poking the wolf with his socked foot.
Clawdeen tickled the gorgon's foot, which made him yelp. She smirked and stretched. "I heard somebody get laid last night. It wasn't me and Clawdia doesn't sound like you." She teased him, swinging her feet off the sofa and sat on the floor for a moment. Trying to focus enough to get ready to get up - period.
Deuce couldn't hide his smirk, heck he didn't want to. "Sorry I don't bang and tell. Now get your furry butt up, I'm already late. Clawd's so gonna beat me." The gorgon informed Clawdeen. "Unless you're walking, roadkill."
"Ugh, fine. And I'm sure you'd only like it if he did beat you." She stuck her tongue out at him and barely dragged herself to her bedroom to find a change of clothes. Clawdeen stared blankly at the numerous options in her walk-in closet. The various amounts of colors were making her feel sick.
She grabbed a grey hoodie, matching grey yoga pants with 'Cutie' on the butt and settled on a purple tank. She grabbed a freshly cleaned pair of socks, set of undergarments and stumbled out of the walk-in to get dressed.
She reached for some deodorant and put it on, she shoved a half-used body spray in her purse. She had to cut the elastic out of her hair as it was massively tangled. She heaved a sigh at the thought of brushing her hair. 'Not today, fuck that!' She sprayed some dry shampoo in it and tied it back up into a messy bun.
She took a cleansing wipe to her face and removed her previous make up. She grabbed her school bag and shoved her purse in it. She walked out of her bedroom and realized she didn't have shoes on. She ran back in and pulled on a pair of purple, glittery converse. At least she looked somewhat put together today – still intoxicated or not.
"Good morning!" Maximilian chimed as he had a bit of breakfast made up for the 3 that decided to drink last night.
"Max, shut the fuck up." Clawdia told him as she downed a much needed glass of orange juice, leaning against the kitchen island. "Hey you guys."
Deuce looked at the plate for a moment, "Thanks Max, but I'm gonna skip breakfast." The gorgon stated making his way towards Clawdia, more like the orange juice she was near.
"No problem bud, you're like me after a night of drinking. I want nothing to do with food at all so I feel you." He moved the plate of various foods away from the gorgon.
Clawdeen grabbed 2 sausage links, 3 pieces of perfectly cooked bacon and she was in her glory. "This better than sex, right Deuce?" She gave an overly obvious wink.
Clawdia giggled and poured him a glass of orange juice. "Here you go, gotta get some fuel before you bounce a few casketballs and kick some ass… or whatever you captains do."
"Sometimes, really matters on how the stomach feels." Deuce said leaning against the counter and Clawdia. "Thanks." He mumbled chugging back the juice. "Max, you're sober. Can we get a ride to school?" The gorgon inquired setting the empty glass down.
Maximilian's eyes widened. "Uh, you aren't sober?"
Clawdia shook her head, instantly regretting it. She held a hand up to it. "There's no way, they only had about 3 hours of sleep… the only time they stopped drinking was when I told them to get to bed those 3 hours ago. I think they did a 'bedtime shot' for goodness sake."
Deuce smirked. "Actually 3… 3 shots total."
"What?" Clawdia narrowed her eyes.
"We had another 2 shots after you came upstairs." Clawdeen informed her sister, whom was now glaring at her.
Max gasped. "Oh no..." He bit down on his lip. "are you sure you guys will be able to handle it today?"
"Oh fuck yeah, we're fine." Clawdeen spoke for the both of them. "I don't care that I look like shit, he looks okay-ish, we're good."
The older wolf shrugged his shoulders. "Alright guys, gather your stuff. I'll take you."
At least Clawdeen was hopeful they'd be alright… Deuce however, wasn't as confident.
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How are you feeling, captain? We hope to see you soon, if you need anything don't hesitate to ask. I always have spare rows of soda crackers. - Simon
The cyclops smiled at the text he sent Clawd Wolf, he'd been off for awhile and it worried them... though they knew how sick he was when he left. The guys decided to do a few warm-up laps and drills while they were waiting for Deuce to arrive.
Coach Igor walked in with his old travel mug of warm coffee, the boys looked alright so far... but the team wasn't as good without its team co-captains. Their overall morale was low whenever they weren't present.
Deuce stumbled slightly into the gym, cursing himself when he saw the coach standing there. He was kind of hoping to at least beat him there. "Morning Coach." The gorgon mumbled keeping his hood up as he headed towards the changing room.
"Excuse me, Mr. Gorgon, may I speak with you for a moment?" It wasn't very often that Coach asked to speak to a student, but when he did... they'd better waste no time getting to him.
"Sure thing coach." The gorgon turned back around and walked over to him. "What's up?" He was hoping the older monster wasn't too annoyed with him being a little late. The whole time Deuce prayed he wouldn't blow that damn whistle.
"Are you alright, son?" Coach Igor asked him, leading the other to his office to chat in private. "I don't mean to pry," he began, shutting the office door behind them. "but you've never been late to a practice."
"I'm sorry about that coach, had a late night is all." The gorgon didn't want to inform the couch he spent it drinking at the Wolf's house, that wouldn't look too professional. "I promise - everything's good."
Igor gave a curt nod. "Good, you know I like to check in with you guys and make sure everything's alright at home. Have you heard from Clawd at all? How's he doing?"
Deuce had heard from Clawd Wolf alright, when he initiated their late night rendezvous and they exchanged sleepy 'I love you's. But what should he say to coach?
"Last I heard, his fever broke and he's doing okay. I believe his dad wants him to relax for a couple days to make sure he's alright." The gorgon could feel his face burning up at the thought of what happened only hours ago.
Igor agreed. "Ah yes, a fever can be quite nasty. He has to be ready to come back especially bouncing around the court. Thanks for the update, I didn't want to bother him. Get out there and rally up your teammates, they missed being bossed around." He chuckled and opened the door.
"Deuce is back! Yeah!" Don cheered as the gorgon walked out of coach's office.
"Greetings Deuce," Simon walked along side him, careful to take shorter steps and not to step on his co-captain. "are you well today?"
Deuce glared towards Don, the cheering wasn't helping his on-coming headache. "I'm good Simon, thanks for asking." The gorgon couldn't help but smile, he honestly loved how genuine the taller monster was. "Okay guys, I believe we had enough slacking off. We're gonna start off with our foot work. Split into 2 teams, I'm gonna change. When I get back the fun begins." Deuce informed everyone as he headed towards the locker room to get his uniform.