Rated R
Disclaimer: I only own the Andersons, Anderson Manor, Anderson Hotels and Sealin's flat . . . and Lacy and Saturn and most of the kids talked about.
Warnings: Course Language, Sexual Situations, Violence, Uncomfortable Settings, male/male, oral sex, anal
Pairings:, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Fred/Alex (Alex/Fred), Alex/Colin (Colin/Alex), Mike/Ginny, Fred/Mike, Draco/Harry, Ron/Hermione
. . . Enjoy . . .
"His eyes are getting more flecks of green. Their almost a blue-green now instead of blue with random bits." Fred observed when Josh looked up and gave a bright smile, squealing. Noah sat with his own toddler, a smile on his face. You could tell Josh and the baby were related. Both looked similar when they were babies and even now. Except Dennis' kid had blue eyes and brown strands instead of their Gran's red.
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Mike ran a hand through his hair and let out a deep sigh as he stared down at the note.
Micheal.
I can't keep doing this shit. I've tried, Merlin knows I have but . . . well . . . it's not going to work.
I seriously think you're gay.
I'm taking the kids with me and filing for full custody because, and let's face it, they shouldn't be around that disgusting shit.
I've seen the way you look at other boys Micheal, don't think I haven't!
I hope you have a wonderful life and I'll send pics of the kids as they age so you'll know what they look like, but you won't be seeing them if I have my way.
I will get my way I mean, let's face it Mikey. I'm the mom. You're an ex druggie that likes it up the arse. Whose side do you think they will take?
Sleep well Mike. See you in court.
He wiped his eyes again, a sob breaking loose. She took his kids for fuck sakes! All three of them! He grabbed some floo powder and walked over to the fireplace, yelling out his destination.
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Alex let out a moan and shivered, his husband's mouth working on his chest, hands slipping down his stomach. The fire place went and they jumped.
"Dammit Mike what have I said about not calling!" Alex barked sitting up in nothing but his boxers.
"S-sorry." The smaller sniffed, shuffling his feet.
"Shit Mikey what's wrong?" He tapped the spot next to him and his little brother walked over, handing him a letter. Alex red it over and his eyes darkened. "I'm calling Colin."
"What's he gonna do?" Mike muttered.
"He's taking law in a muggle college. I'll have him find what we could put against her before we get our lawyer involved. You will not lose your kids Mike."
"What's going on?" Fred asked raising a brow.
"You're stupid cunt as bitch of a sister that's what!"
"Hey! Don't fucking call her that!"
"She took my niece and nephews and is going for full custody for the simple reason that Mike's gay . . . you're gay?" He asked suddenly. Mike looked away and blushed, tears still leaking down his cheeks.
"That mother fucking cunt!" the tallest hissed out shocked
"See? Told ya!" Alex said to Fred. The taller had narrowed eyes at the paper.
"C-can I go to my old room and sleep there for a bit?"
"Yeah you can come back home if you want. Place is far too big for just us anyways!" Alex stated. Mike gave a small smile and nodded, heading up. "I'm gonna call Colin." Fred nodded, tossing Alex his phone and wrapping an arm around him.
"Fred?" a confused voice sounded out.
"No Alex actually, using his phone."
"Oh! What can I do for ya?"
"I need you to go over some information concerning child custody and the law."
"Is everything alright with you and Fred?" came Colin's worried voice.
"Yeah, Ginny wants to divorce Mike and get full custody of the kids, forbidding him to see them."
"I'll be right there."
"Thanks." He hung up and smiled at Fred. "Could you check up on him?"
"Sure." He gave a small smile and shared a quick kiss before heading up the steps. A few moments later Colin stumbled in.
"Alright so . . . let's see here." He looked down at the letter and sat next to the redhead.
"Colin?"
"Yeah?" He muttered
"Colin." The smaller looked up and blinked surprised, lips pressing to his. "Thanks." Alex whispered, kissing the smaller again. Colin smiled and nodded.
"Not a problem. Ok." He let out a sigh, reading the letter again. "First of all she has to have a better reason than the fact that he's gay. That can't be held against him. It's perfectly legal now to have us adopt children even. Secondly the ex druggie thing? He's been clean for nerely ten years. She's got nothing on him. She can fight for custody but the most she'd get is joint. Besides." He looked up at the taller. "She's an abusive bitch! More than once I've seen her smack her eldest Trystan because he'd drop a dish on accident at the Weasley gatherings." He sighed.
"Tell Mike to fight for full custody with visits. He'd win no problem. He'd get full custody but she'd be allowed to visit them from time to time." He let out a moan as lips pressed to his neck.
"Thank you." Alex carefully pushed the smaller down onto the couch, mouth working on that neck as his hands trailed down the thin sides to his lower half.
"A-Alex, a-as much as I want to . . . your son is glaring at me." He muttered out nervously. Alex stiffened and closed his eyes sitting up and scratching the back of his neck. "Shit." He muttered.
"Papa." Dawson, eight years old, held one hell of a death glare. "Why're you kissing Colin?" Colin sat up and ran a hand through his hair.
"Because I wanted to. Don'y tell your dad. Please." Al mumbled.
"Fine." The smaller turned on his heel and stomped off.
"I think he hates me now." Colin muttered. Alex sighed and shrugged.
"I'm sure he'll get over it."
"I should check on Josh." Colin whispered.
"Alright." He leaned down and they shared a quick, soft kiss before Colin left. He let a sigh escape him and stood up, heading to Mike's room to tell him the good news
The door was open a crack and he peered in, eyes widening. Mike arched towards the bed and cried out, Fred behind the smaller, his hips moving towards him at a brisk pace.
Alex pulled back from the door and frowned, heading back down the stairs, a slight pain in his chest.
He did notice however, that the pain he felt wasn't as strong as it should have been.
He sat down at his desk and sighed, shuffling through his paper work. He may as well get some of it done whilst they were busy.
"Papa?"
"Yes Don?" He turned to look at his only boy.
"A-Are you gonna leave daddy for Colin?" Alex bit his lip and looked away. Would he? Yes, was he going to?
"No." He gave a small smile. "I'm not going to leave daddy." The smaller nodded and walked over, crawling up on the taller's lap. "Been a long time since you've done that."
"I know." He said yawning.
"Want me to tuck you in and sing a bedtime song like I used to?"
"Kay just . . . if you do leave daddy . . . don't move away." He looked up sadly at his papa. "A-and don't make me go away either."
"Of course I wouldn't Dawson. I'm not abandoning you guys." No matter how much I love Colin.
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Fred sighed and walked up the stairs to Mike's room. He slipped in and headed over to the sulking man. He sat next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. Mike flinched and moved away.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you wanna know why Ginny knows I'm gay?"
"Ok?" He raised a brow.
"Because I called out a guy's name she knows in my sleep and again when I was masturbating once and she walked in."
"Shitty." He sighed. That would be awkward.
"It was your name Fred." But not as awkward as that!
"W-what?" He stared shocked and confused. Mike sighed and looked away.
"That's why she's so damn pissed."
"Fuck." The taller breathed. He looked the smaller over. "I never even though about you like that what with being married to Alex." The smaller winced and he cursed. Not the best thing to say in this kind of situation. "I mean I suppose it would have been alright. You're not a shitty person."
"Gee." The smaller muttered. "Thanks." He rolled his eyes. Ok so that was wrong too! What the hell was he supposed to say?
"Apple juice!"
"What?" Mike stared at him.
"Apple juice. Defined in the dictionary as: "apple juice" noun, def= random word meant to make the other person laugh, to make no sense" The smaller chuckled.
"Works."
"Indeed." Fred grinned at him." an awkward silence filled the room. "Soo . . ."
"I've had a crush on you since the Christmas when Alex raped Colin!" he burst out. The taller stared shocked.
"Y-you never said anything."
"Well you wouldn't have wanted me! I was fourteen!"
"Right. I may be a bit unmoral . . . but I'm not a pedophile. Kids aren't my thing! No offence!"
"Some taken." The smaller muttered. The taller rubbed the back of his neck.
"I ah . . . I like your piercings."
"I know. You're always playing with Alex's until he's too embarrassed to stand up or apparates you two to another room." He looked away.
"Did you ever wish you were him? You have the same piercings."
"More than you'll ever know. I've dreamt about it." He closed his eyes thinking. "You have a very talented tongue. I've seen you and George go at it. I stayed to watch." The taller stared. This guy was kinda creepy . . . He shivered as a though hit him.
"Did you ever masturbate as I did those things to him?" he moved a bit closer, feeling his bottoms tighten, the younger already hard.
"Damn fucked right I did." Their mouths pressed together hard and Fred yanked the other's shirt up quickly, tossing it aside. Mike shivered as Fred pulled back, his own top dropping to the floor. He shoved the smaller hard until he was lying on the large bed. He trailed his lips down a tan neck, his tongue darting out to taste the flesh. Fuck he tasted and smelt good. He nipped the skin, the smaller gasping. He let his wet muscle trail farther down the smaller's body, pulling back about a centimetre.
He looked up and locked eyes with the smaller, watching recognition hit him hard. Mike's breathing doubled and he bit his lip, tangling a hand in the red locks. He had been dreaming about this day for a long fucking time!
Fred let his tongue snake out and flicked it over the smaller's nipple, watching him arch. He bit the object and lightly pulled on it, a high pitched moan reaching his ears. He had a feeling Ginny didn't do this too often. Mike's lip split and Fred snickered pulling back.
"I'll silence the room. Scream if you need to." Fuck he loved screamers. He casted the charm and bit the other nipple roughly.
"Ah!" Mike let out a loud gasp and bucked, whimpering, hands gripping red hair tight. The taller reached his hands down and unbuckled the smaller's bottoms, yanking them down harshly and tossing the material aside.
Mike groaned and watched the older remove his own clothing before le leaned down and pressed their lips together.
"I've decided that yes . . . I would have dated you." Fred said softly. "Fuck the age difference. I know I would have dated you." He kissed the younger again but a bit gentler. "Do you want to do this?"