It Turns Me On When You Say No. [BoyXBoy]

ITMOWYSN- 4

I stayed at home all the time anyways, so I could look after her.

My mind began forming the positives and negatives of a baby, and once my mind was set, only positives would show up.

"Heath! Come here! Please?" I added as an afterthought to my summons.

He excused himself from the others, who were STILL in our damn living room. Did none of them have lives?

Pushing Heath into the kitchen, I closed the door. I may as well cut straight to the chase.

"Can we adopt a baby?" The words came out all jumbled, throwing themselves all over each other like gay men wanting glitter.

"Come again?" Heath looked at me like I'd gone crazy.

Not terribly far off...

"Can. We. Adopt. A. Baby?" I pouted at him, hoping he still couldn't resist my charms.

"Quinn... What did you do?" Heath looked at me suspiciously.

"What?! Why do I always have to do something?"

"Because usually, you do." He said, peering at me questioningly.

"Actually, Mr. Smartass, Hunter did it this time. And by 'did it' I really mean did it. Know what I mean?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him suggestively.

"He's gay?"

Staring at him in blank disbelief of his stupidity, I waited for him to get it.

"Oh! He knocked some girl up? And he doesn't want the kid?" Heath facepalmed himself.

I nodded, still doing the pouting face.

"Ah... Make Hunter live with the girl and baby for a while."

At my look of outrage, he continued.

"And if he still doesn't want the baby at the end of a month, we can adopt him. Or her. Okay?"

I screeched in joy, jumping on Heath and kissing him over and over again.

He kissed me back with enthusiasm, and we were getting down and dirty on the kitchen table before the door swung open.

"Agh! Eyes, people. They cannot be replaced." Hunter turned around to give us privacy.

"Yeah, but guess what! Heath said yes!" I wriggled out from under Heath on the table and ran to Hunter.

"Quinn, the conditions, remember? Hunter, if you'll live with the girl and baby for a month and still decide you aren't cut out for it, then we'll take the child." Hunter was still facing away from us, probably scarred for life.

"Hunter?" I poked him in the shoulder and he spun around, grabbing me in a massive hug.

"Can't breath. Dying slowly. Need Heath." I choked out, the last comment making Hunter release me.

"Eww, you little nasty, go get him! But first, Heath." Hunter wrapped Heath up in a hug just as big as the one I'd gotten, and I was really surprised.

I'd never seen Hunter voluntarily touch Heath except in a non-avoidable handshake every now and then.

Babies made everything better.

Seriously.

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(Later...)

Heath and I were lying in bed after everyone had left. Well, everyone but Hunter. Living in California didn't exactly warrant frequent trips to Florida.

Heath rolled over on top of me, and I groaned internally; I wasn't ever going to get anything if I put in another complaint. See how well that last one turned out?

Instead I kissed him back, wrapping my legs around his waist. He went to unbutton my jeans and I did the same to his. I pulled his briefs down with the denim; got two jobs done with one swipe!

I heard Heath groan in frustration and I swiftly wondered why.

"S'wrong?" I said, breathless.

"You moron, those underwear are still on you." Heath sounded like a parent with a stupid child. Except I happened to be the stupid child here.

"Oh, shit. Get them off, please!" I begged him.

Swearing softly, Heath made me turn around. He grabbed the sides of the underwear, pulling roughly, without avail.

I started laughing, but Heath slapped a hand over my mouth.

"Your brother, remember?" he hissed at me.

Sticking my tongue out at him, I accidentally bit it as I slipped off the bed. A tearing noise accompanied my grunts of pain, and then... Relief.

The cursed thong was finally off!

Heath chuckled, pulling me back up to the bed by my arm.

And right on top of him.

"Does this mean I get to be on top?"

Heath nodded, and I got busy, realizing that this offer wasn't going to stand forever.

Kissing him, I made him roll over before finishing pulling his jeans off. I licked my way from the back of his knee to the top of his shoulder, pretending that he was a giant Popsicle. I felt him shiver, and that alone turned me on so much that I couldn't help but rub myself against his ass.

He gasped, and I took that as a sign to continue.

And continue I did.

Still licking, I moved to his front, turning him over again, taking him into my mouth.

"Don't." Heath's voice was harsh, and I pulled back in surprise.

"What's wrong?" I stared at him, worried that I did something badly.

"I know you want to be on top, but I want you too badly to wait for you to figure it out." He pressed his lips against mine in apology, before roughly flipping me over and shoving against me.

"Quinn?" Hunter's voice came from down the hallway. I swore under my breath, pushing Heath off and wrapping my robe around me.

"What? What, Hunter?!" I was pissed, and he could tell as I slammed the door open.

"I just wanted- water- nevermind.." Hunter stammered, his eyes locked somewhere behind me.

What the hell was he...

Turning around, I saw Heath in all of his naked glory.

Shit.

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