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"It’s definitely not what it looks like… .” MK sputters out to the shell-shocked Pigsy and Tang that just walked in on him in a ..ahem. less than flattering position.
"Really? Cause it looks like you are making out with Red Son right on my kitchen counter."
Both MK and Red look down at themselves and the position they are in.
MK sits on the counter of the airship, it was technically Sandy's counter but MK didn't think that would go over well pointing that out right now. Red Son was situated nicely between his thighs, MK's shirt completely lost to the Passion, and thrown who knows where. Red Son already had his hair down, wild and free as MK likes to tug on it while they engage. (They like it rough) and, Both have their pants already unbuttoned but blessedly had them on still.
And to really add icing on the cake of this fucked up pastry of lies MK is sporting a faded red mating mark on his neck (Red also was sporting a matching pair)
So yeah it was exactly what it looked like and more.
"Okay yeah. Um. Yeah." It's all MK can really offer out sheepishly while Red Son is shooting daggers with his eyes at Pigsy for interrupting him.
They say getting your hand caught in the cookie jar is embarrassing, try getting your hand caught in your nemesis turned ally turned boyfriend's pants and you will know a whole new level of embarrassment.
MK watches his dad's face turn several shades of red before it settles on the 'im pissed' shade. The shade is right between tomato red and cherry red.
"Dining table. Five minutes." Pigsy barks leaving no room for arguments. "And put a fucking shirt on!!!" Pigsy shouts, turning in his heel with a huff. Leaving the two to awkwardly stare at Tang who did not follow. He coughed into his hand awkwardly before jerking his thumb over his shoulder wordlessly and exiting quickly.
"Told you the kitchen was a bad idea." Red mumbles into MK's neck dejectedly.
they were in so much trouble…
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MK never did find his shirt. So he wore Red's oversized black shirt while Red wore the signature jacket that he just buttoned all the way up. Somehow even without the shirt underneath he looked more put together than MK.
Ridgely, Pigsy, and Tang sit across from the mated couple, and MK squirms in his seat as the squinted eyes of both his dad's pin him into place. This was almost as bad as the time MK took his dad's truck for a joyride before he could legally drive yet and then totaled the thing.
He remembers that Pigsy was more worried that he hurt himself than the actual joyride but he made sure to let MK sweat about it first. It felt very similar to that. So all he could do was wriggle like a worm on a hook while he waited for him to speak.
"How long." Pigsy finally snaps, barking the question out making even Red son flinch.
"How long what?" Red Son bites back with a hint of a growl.
Pigsy slams his fist on the table. "Quit bull shiting. You know what I'm asking. How long have you been mating to my son." He asked again and Red Son dangerously rolls his eyes.
"Two months."
"What? T-two months??" Pigsy sputters, seeming like he might faint if it wasn't for Tang who caught him. "You've only been on the airship for one month!!" Pigsy screeches. Sounding like he might pop a blood vessel.
"Yeahhh about that…." MK rubs his arm sheepishly not sure how well he's going to take the fact that MK has been seeing Red Son in secret FAR before their journey started and on the airship. In fact, it went all the way back to the new year when Red Son helped them defeat the Spider queen. They kept in touch after that and…things just progressed from there. Apparently, he didn't need to say anything because Pigsy just slumps back into his seat seeming to put two and two together.
He mutters some colorful swears under his breath that make MK's ear flush.
"Y-you said I could do what I want when I turned eighteen as long as it was safe and consensual. And I'm WELL past that age, I'm twenty-eight!" MK protests but he regrets it immediately when Pigsy shoots him a glare that makes him feel like he's ten again.
"And trust me. I'm very consenting.." Red Son purs out under his breath and MK jabs his elbow in his chest to make him shut the fuck up. As if they weren't already in hot water he needed Red Son to open his big fat mouth.
"What am I going to do with you…." Pigsy grumbles running a hand down his face with a sigh Tang rubs his shoulder soothingly and shoots the couple a sympathetic look, knowing Pigsy was blowing this out of proportion. Making both him and Red squirm.
Soon Red Son is pinned in place by Pigsy.
"We are doing this out of order….but what are your intentions with our son?" He asked and Red Son perks in his seat as if trying to make a good impression. Better late than never.
"I wish to be mated to your son. For as long as he will have me. I want to keep him safe...and in turn, have him watch my back….and create a nest together. M-maybe even a family someday." Red Son's ears flush from the confession and MK feels his heart pick up as well.
He's heard all of this before, it's part of Red Son's confessions to him after all, but hearing it bared before another person...it felt more real. Like it was worth more than gold now that it was exposed to the light. Red Son looks to MK with a big dopey smile
"Maybe also kiss him every day." He teases attacking MKs cheek with a flurry of butterfly kisses that tickle and cause him to giggle, pushing him away weakly while he melts under the attention. Till they remember they are on trial and they quickly separate with hands in their lap.
It's Tang that breaks the awkward silence "MK...are you okay with this then? Agreeing to be mated is a serious thing." Tang rubs his neck under his scarf where his own mating mark lies from Pigsy. He knows better than anyone what comes with being mated to a demon as a human. It was the equivalent of marriage on a spiritual level for demons. Pigsy even refused to officially mark Tang for the longest time because he didn't want to force Tang into that.
The funny rumor that spread was that it was Tang who marked him first. Wanting that connection and Making Pigsy face and understanding what he meant to Tang.
MK nods his hand confidently, his twitching hand suddenly held by Red Son. He melts under their touch.
"Yes. I'm certain this is what I want." MK states watching several emotions pass over both his parents' faces. Tang and Pigsy also share a wordless conversation with their eyes that only makes MK's anxiety peak. Red Son is stone-faced but his hand squeezes his own showing his hand cards of being nervous too.
"Okay." Pigsy sighs out eventually and pushes away from the table. "But I still get access to nesting privileges." He points directly at Red Son who frowns some
"That is...not traditional." He growled possessively and Pigsy only raised an eyebrow at the display.
"Yeah well 'traditionally' you're supposed to fight me and then kidnap him. Do you WANT to fight me in hand-to-hand combat?" He challenges and Red Son sinks into his seat shamefully. Clearly, he did in fact NOT want to fight Pigsy. Which to be fair was smart since MK had recently seen him suplex Macaque with a strength MK had never seen before.
"N-no…" Red Son relents, giving Pigsy the right to still nest with MK occasionally, but his claws dig into the table in frustration. Clearly not happy he has to share his mate.
"Good. And no more fucking in the kitchen," Pigsy shudders, clearly needing some bleach for his eyes as well as the counters. He pinches his nose and grunts "-actually just no fucking in ANY public spaces. Okay?"
MK feels his face flush a bright red. Almost as bright as Red's hair. He nods wordlessly. Pigsy huffs and turns to levee the blushing couple to simmer in their embarrassment
"Goodnight you two." And as if the mood wasn't dead enough Tang gives a salacious wink and a kissy face as an act to shoot their sex drive dead. Once alone MK collapsed forward with an embarrassed groan onto his hands. Red Son rubs his back soothingly.
"It could have been worse?" He offers and MK chuckles.
"Yeah, it could have been YOUR parents that caught us." He teases and watches Red's face turn green from the mental image. MK grants him small mercy and nuzzles into the bottom of his neck with a sigh.
"Well on the upside we don't have to hide the relationship anymore," MK says surprisingly feeling his chest lighter than before. He feels the vibrations from Red Son as he hums and runs his fingers through his lover's wild hair.
"It does have some benefits...like THIS!" He sweeps MK out of his chair making them yelp and throws their arms around Red Son’s neck who smiles at him with wide teeth and burning excitement.
"I can now carry you everywhere, kiss you anytime I please, and no one can stop me!" He declared with a maniacal laugh and to prove his point walked forward with MK in his arms kissing all over his exposed face and neck. Leaving MK in a tittering laughing mess.
They pass by the living area where Sandy, Mei, and Monkey King are having a movie night. All in unison they turn toward the doorway to see the gloating demon with MK in his arms
"This is mine!! And now that we are exposed We are going to bed and you can't stop us!" He declares loudly, chest puffed out and MK covers his blushing face and groans. They don't even wait for the reaction of the others before Red Son turns on his heels to take MK in the direction of his cabin.
Mei, Sandy, and Monkey King looked at each other bewildered by the random encounter.
"So….do we tell them that we knew or Nah?" Monkey king asked, popping another peach chip in his mouth and chewing on it obnoxiously.
Mei rolls her eyes at them. "Shush and let Red have this one."
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Red Son throws MK back into the nest of his room with a wide grin and MK can only squeak as he's boxed in by those strong arms and devilishly handsome smile
"I think I need my shirt back~" he teases, raising up the hem to place kisses all over MK's chest. There is no heat or drive behind it, it's just simple affection without a goal in mind, and MK hums underneath it.
He takes special attention to kiss and sucks the mating mark at the base of MK's neck, causing him to shiver under the pleasure.
He replaced the shirt quickly when he got his fill of skin, setting it back down across MK's chest and nuzzling it into his neck again. The demon purred and rubbed happily there. The mood was still killed from being interrupted in the kitchen so they likely wouldn't attempt another romp but that's okay with MK cause right now he was just surfing the high of finally getting to cash in boyfriend benefits.
Like holding hands in public instead under tables, pressing casual kisses to cheeks when passing in the hallway, or cuddling during movie night instead of having to sit on the opposite ends of the sofa.
"Whatcha thinking about noodle boy?" the demon asked, suddenly resting his chin on MK's chest. The boy hums and runs his hands through their soft flaming hair.
"You." He states with a crinkle to his eyes and a fond smile. Red Son's eyes spark and dance like embers in a bonfire.
"Good. Only think of me, noodle boy! Keep me forever in your head and heart" he grins goofily at the boy nuzzling back into their neck. The two lovers' legs and arms interweave in their little nest enjoying the press of skin and the heartbeat of the other.
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