This one ended up being a bit shorter, I’m sorry! I got too overwhelmed at having so many Papy’s at my mercy. I also have to thank @cheapbourbon (of course!) for providing inspiration for this. I sort of based it on this lovely piece of artwork. This ship is truly glorious, and Bourbon’s artwork will always inspire me!
Thank you for sending in this request, anon! It was a bit more difficult juggling four characters at once, but I had fun with it. I hope you enjoy it!
Edge dropped back onto the plush
seats of the nightclub’s VIP sofas, exhaustion already wearing on his mind. The
cushions shifted as his boyfriend sat down beside him, slinging an arm over
Edge’s shoulders. “sorry, love,” Slim murmured, pressing his teeth against
Edge’s cheekbone. “am i driving you a little insane?”
Edge released a tired laugh,
shaking his head as he leaned into Slim. “Well, if keeping my sanity was my
goal, then I made a very poor choice coming here with you.” Slim grinned,
cupping Edge’s face and kissing him softly. Edge sighed, feeling some of the
tension seeping from his bones. “Still,” he said, as Slim drew away, “I suppose
I should count myself lucky—you are the most tolerable of my boyfriends.”
A sheepish grin crossed Slim’s
features and he chuckled awkwardly, amber rising to his cheekbones. “well, uh,
it’s funny you should say that actually…”
Edge’s gaze snapped up
immediately, and he pinned Slim with a frown. “What did you do, Slim?”
Slim shook his head, drawing
himself into his jacket slightly and pulling up his hood. He had a habit of becoming
a little reserved when Edge raised his voice too much—something the typically
loud skeleton was working on. But despite his demure nature, Slim was still
smirking slightly, and Edge narrowed his eye sockets in suspicion. “who do you
think got us into this place?” Slim murmured softly, releasing a small laugh at
the utter horror that must have crossed Edge’s features.
As if on cue, a set of bony hands
covered Edge’s eye sockets, a rough voice whispering against his skull, “guess
who, sweetheart?”
Prying the hands off, Edge spun
around, scowling at the intruder. Cash grinned, leaning forward and taking a
hold of Edge’s skull. “What the fuck are you doing here, asshole?” Edge
grumbled. He didn’t protest however when Cash lightly pressed their teeth
together, although Edge made the mistake of allowing him to deepen the kiss. Cash
tended to get a little… enthusiastic if given too much leeway.
“ugh, get a room you two.” Cash
pulled away, smirking over Edge’s shoulder. Edge turned, his soul clenching as
he saw Stretch striding towards them, hands in his pockets, and… a cigarette
between his fingers. Naturally.
“oh, we will,” Cash said,
winking. “and yer more than welcome to join us, love.” Stretch grinned,
dropping between Edge and Slim, who observed the other three silently,
amusement sparkling in his eyes. Edge shot Slim a glare, despite knowing full he
wouldn’t have been able to stop the other two from invading their private
moment if he’d wanted to. Cash swung over the back of the sofa, seating himself
beside Edge and leaning over to frown at Stretch. “so, how’d ya get in here,
anyway? i know damn well i didn’ give ya a VIP pass, darlin’.”
Stretch tilted his head, offering
Cash a sweet smile. “told them i was you.”
Slim snickered, pressing his
sleeve over his mouth as irritation flicked across Cash’s features. He scoffed,
withdrawing to lean against Edge. “please. there’s no way they bought that. yer
not attractive enough to be me.”
Stretch held Cash’s gaze for a moment,
a vindictive expression slowly making its way onto his face. “just for that—i’m
not fucking you tonight.”
Cash sneered, but Edge could see
the flicker of disappointment beneath the expression. “whatever, edgy’s better
in bed than you anyway.” He turned to Edge, smoothing his pointed fingers over
Edge’s vertebrae. “aren’t you, precious?~”
“Ugh, I’m better than all of
you,” Edge muttered, shoving Cash away. There was a wild look in Cash’s eyes
that only emerged when he was truly excited about something. His gaze darted
over the other three skeletons, and he smiled with actual sincerity—a look one
seldom got to see on his face.
“hey. ’s been too long since
we’ve all been t’gether,” he said, eyes flashing ecstatically.
“There’s a reason for that,” Edge
mumbled, trying to push back the impending headache.
Beside him, Stretch released a
small laugh, nuzzling against Edge’s shoulder. “you need to loosen up,
edgelord. or we might start to think you don’t want us here.”
Edge looked up, meeting Stretch’s
gaze. Though his tone was light, Edge knew he often passed off his deeper
insecurities as humour. Sighing, Edge shook his head. “You know I love you all.
You can just be a little…”
“insatiable?” Slim suggested,
taking a quick sip of his drink, his expression conveying nothing but innocence
as he observed Edge with a smile, amber eyes glinting.
“Overwhelming,” Edge
corrected, trying to ignore Cash and Stretch’s quiet snickers. He sighed,
leaning back and letting his eyes fall closed. He’d come here anticipating only
having to entertain Slim—which was quite enough for him. But here he was, all
three of his boyfriends on his hands for the evening—and as much as Edge loved
them, he wasn’t sure how long his sanity would hold out.
Seeming to sense the stresses
warring at his mind, Stretch leaned against him, withdrawing his pack of
cigarettes from the pocket of his dirty hoodie. Edge glanced at them in mild
disgust before scowling and turning away. “No, thank you,” he said, dryly.
Stretch chuckled, extracting one
anyway. “hey, come on, it’ll take the edge off…” Edge rolled his eyes as
Stretch failed to stifle a snicker. “ah, sorry, but—you know. it’ll help.” Edge
remained unimpressed by Stretch’s offer, folding his arms resolutely.
Cash however, didn’t share his
qualms about smoking, and reached over, taking the cigarette from Stretch.
“well, if he won’t, i will,” he said, grinning as he pulled out his lighter.
Feeling his patience ticking
away, Edge growled, snatching the box from Stretch. “Fine—fine. I’ll have one of your
stars damned sticks of death. Just… be quiet for the next ten minutes.” He
turned a pointed glare on Cash, who shrugged, feigning innocence.
Stretch offered him a light,
smirking slightly, to which Edge responded with little more than a roll of his
eyes. He didn’t quite have the energy for an argument anyway. Taking a long
drag from the cigarette, Edge allowed the smoke to curl within his ribcage, and
immediately felt the relaxing effects taking over. He wasn’t quite sure what
went into Stretch’s cigarettes, and quite frankly, he was a little afraid to
ask. As always though, the results were phenomenal, a wave of calm spreading
from his soul outwards.
He barely flinched this time when
Cash leaned against him, resting his head on Edge’s shoulder. “y’know…” he
murmured, eyes closed as he shuffled to press himself against Edge, smoke
streaming from his parted teeth, “you can be pretty cuddly when ya wanna be,
edge. i like it.”
For once, Edge didn’t bother
trying to come up with a witty retort, instead nodding wordlessly, soul warming
as Cash curled up against him, head on his lap and arms wrapped around his
waist. Cash had never been one for conventional sleeping positions.
On his left, Edge caught sight of
Slim burying his head in Stretch’s chest, the latter chuckling quietly and
smoothing his hands over Slim’s skull. Affection blossoming within him, Edge
leaned over, touching his teeth lightly against Stretch’s. A smile crossed
Stretch’s face, and he rested his head on Edge’s shoulder, breathing deeply.
“you’re too good to us, edge,” he mumbled, his voice already heavy with sleep.
Edge released a quiet laugh,
shaking his head as he pressed a light kiss to the top of Stretch’s skull. “You
deserve it,” he whispered, allowing himself to smile as he felt Slim lacing
their fingers together, watching him quietly from where he was still pressed
against Stretch. Edge gave his hand a small squeeze, and wrapped an arm around
Cash, drawing him closer. “All of you,” he said, softly, his eyes finally
drifting closed as he succumbed to sleep. “You’re worth every second.”
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