Skeleton and Melody
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No one knew, of course. No one knew because it was just fucking. Just friends fucking. No heat sex and II took care of his ruts privately. No biting, no scruffing — certainly not like he’d done tonight; on the table in front of the others, but it was II's duty as pack alpha to make sure Vessel knew his place, even if he felt bad about it after.
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II and Vessel have a complicated relationship with complicated feelings and it's all a bit of a mess.
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- Part 1 of Skeleton and Melody
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III was stuck, sprawled on the rug in the living room, the plastic controller out of his grasp as Vessel sat heavy on his stomach, pleased with himself, body thrumming with the thrill of a virtual victory. It wasn’t that III was a sore loser, just that he didn’t like losing to Vessel. Losing to a bitch, man, his old pack would’ve mocked him forever. But it wasn’t his fault that Vessel’s hypermobile thumbs seemed ultra-fucking engaged when it came to Mario Kart. III wasn’t built for that shit.
“Say it,” Vessel said again. Across the room, IV was bundled up in a big, squishy armchair — a new purchase for the house — taking apart the innards of an old laptop and ignoring the two of them. III looked at him for help from the floor, but IV’s brow was crumpled deep in concentration as he dug the screwdriver in further. On top of him, Vessel’s fingers tapped against his jaw, damp with spit. “Say it, you lost to a fucking bitch. And now you’re trying really hard not to pop a knot.”
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The pack move in together, but it's not smooth sailing between III and Vessel.
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- Part 2 of Skeleton and Melody