Apartment Complex

[Mayah Playah]

Parker Loupohl-Court

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"My underlings? I'm a lawyer, they're all pasty-white and scrawny!" He protested, although he did know who he could call for help. His father had many, many connections in the underworld and friends who adored the Loupohl clan. It wouldn't be hard to call in a couple favors. But still, this was dangerous!
He looked to Aysun, rolling his eyes at the crocodile tears. "I've known you since you were six, fake tears don't work on me." Nevertheless, he nodded. "Fine, I'll do it. But you owe me!"

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Aysun Court-Loupohl



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Psh, fake tears don't work. He was agreeing, wasn't he? Aysun immediately cheered up, clapping his hands in excitement then wrapping his arms around his husband's neck. "Thank you, my handsome hero!" He leaned in closer, his warm breath against Parker's ears. "And if you pull it off just right, I'll make sure you can't walk straight for a week," he whispered.

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[Mayah Playah]

Parker Loupohl-Court

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Although usually Aysun's whisper would fluster the blonde, today he waved it away. "I literally just got my cast off," he reminded the younger male before wrapping his arms around Aysun's waist and turning them, pinning him to the couch cushions and starting to kiss him.

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The next day, Parker stood in front of a mirror, holding up two ties. "Dad's gonna meet me in a couple hours to help me with this mob boss thing. I should be by tonight." He called to Aysun, deciding on a tie and placing it on his neck before starting to tie it.

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Mayah Playah

Aysun Court-Loupohl



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"Perfect. He must've helped send tons of thugs away, he'll know all about it!" Aysun said as he walked over to Parker, glancing at the tie and wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Ugh, that tie? Well I guess you're falling into the rut of bad mobster fashion," he said as he swatted the lawyer's hands away to tie it for him. He tightened the tie, his eyes flickering up to Parker's own and a smile brightening up his face. "Thanks again for helping. I'll make your favorite for dinner tonight as thanks." He gave him a quick kiss before heading out for work.

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[Mayah Playah]

Parker Loupohl-Court

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He pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. "Maybe don't insult the husband doing you a favor," he suggested, arms crossed. Once he had his tie on, he grabbed his briefcase and waved goodbye. "Yeah, yeah, love you. Bye!"

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Mayah Playah

Aysun Court-Loupohl



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"A little to the right... Perfect!" Aysun gave a thumbs up to his husband after carefully guiding him. He put his hands on his hips, admiring the sight of the bucket atop the door leading to Sawyer's room. Just the idea of that smug lawyer getting drenched in cold water made the brothel owner snicker sadistically. This would do it. They'd finally prank him without it backfiring!
Hearing the front door rattle, Aysun ushered towards the bed. "C'mon, let's hide!" he hissed and got under the large bedframe, eagerly awaiting the execution.

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[Mayah Playah]

The Loupohls

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Hastily scrambling under the bed, Parker placed a hand on his husband's back and set his forehead on the floor. "Please tell me you've got a better escape plan than pop out when he's wet and laugh," he whispered, hearing the front door open and wincing. This was not going to go well, and he still wasn't fully healed from the last beating his father had given him.

Entering the apartment, Sawyer tossed his keys onto a small table and removed his jacket and tie. "I'm exhausted." He whistled, then turned to his lover. "That lady down at City Hall kept calling me about the billboard. I can't get it cleaned for another two days, and she's just being a total ballbuster. You should arrest her."

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Mayah Playah

Aysun Court-Loupohl



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"What are you talking about? It's not like we could walk out of the door with the bucket propped up there," Aysun whispered back, perking once he heard Sawyer's voice.

"What, she's mad that you can't get it cleaned right now?" Cecil asked as he tossed his bag containing his uniform onto the table. He scowled at the last comment. "I can't arrest people for annoying you. Quit it."

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[Mayah Playah]

The Loupohls

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"I mean after," he hissed. "After Dad drops the bucket and gets wet. How are we supposed to get out of here?" He paused as he heard his father's voice get closer. Darn it.

The lawyer nodded. "It's been up a day or two now, she's getting antsy because it's a distraction." He smirked, moving closer to Cecil and pinching his backside. "Come on! I'll make it worth your while~"

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Aysun Court-Loupohl



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"Obviously we jump out and laugh at him then walk off," Aysun said while rolling his eyes, unaware that Sawyer wouldn't hesitate to beat up his son.

"I said quit it," Cecil griped while swatting away Sawyer's hand, although a blush stubbornly bloomed across his face. "L-Look, how about I take your mind off it or something, alri-"

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[Mayah Playah]

The Loupohls

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Parker bit back a groan. "Great. I'm gonna get my a** kicked," he whined, clutching his fists and suddenly wishing he'd married someone else.

The man laughed heartily at his boyfriend's attempt to curb him, already moving towards his bedroom. Before he could smirk and say something saucy, he opened the door and was almost immediately doused in freezing cold water. He didn't move, shoulders tense and hand still tightly holding on to the doorknob. What the hell?! "You've got to be f-cking kidding me."
He slowly turned to Cecil as he slicked his hair back, the white shirt on his body soaked through and clinging to his skin. His muscles, not one ounce smaller in his age, were outlined by the wet fabric, beads of water still dripping from him onto the ground. Sawyer removed his shirt, unbuttoning it rather slowly to make sure he didn't slip. "Can you believe this? Someone broke into my house and set up a water bucket!" he griped, shaking his head disdainfully. Once his shirt was unbuttoned, he paused to slick his hair back again before removing the wet article of clothing. "Bertha hasn't even brought my towels back from the laundromat yet. How the hell am I supposed to clean this up?" he asked, upset.

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Mayah Playah

Aysun Court-Loupohl



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Cecil jumped when he saw something fly down, raising his arm in front of his face for protection. He slowly lowered his arm upon hearing the lawyer curse, blinking at the sight of water everywhere. No, not everywhere. On Sawyer. It drenched him, dripping off him and flattening his hair against his head. Cecil gulped, suddenly feeling very hot, as his eyes drifted to the shirt tightly hugging the lawyer's body, outlining strong muscles that had never left after all these years.
The officer furrowed his eyebrows, lewd thoughts overwhelming him as his breathing got heavier. "Maybe you should... use your pants," he suggested.

Seeing that they had hit their mark both physically and emotionally, Aysun was about to pop out of the bed in a victorious laugh when something stopped him. He pursed his lips as he stared at Sawyer's drenched body, admiring the sight and dedicating it to memory. However, he was starting to get a bad feeling...

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The Loupohls

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"My pants?" he repeated, looking down at his pants. They were decent quality, not super crazy expensive since today was supposed to be a whatever day at the office, but still. As much as he hated to do it, it was better than nothing. He unbuckled his pants, setting aside the belt and lowering the pants. Wearing only a pair of hunter green boxer briefs with a lump that could choke a horse, he knelt down to the ground and started to mop up the water. His pants didn't do much to help.
He bundled them into a ball and tossed them towards his hamper, sighing. "Well, that didn't help." He stood up, running a hand over his hand and placing his other hand on his hip. After a few seconds, he looked up at Cecil. "Any other bright-"

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Mayah Playah

Aysun Court-Loupohl



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Cecil slammed into Sawyer, wrapping his arms around his broad neck and pulling him down into a passionate kiss. It lasted for a long minute, broken only by the officer's need for oxygen. He broke the kiss, breathing heavily with his tongue sticking out, a thin trial of saliva connecting their mouths. He looked at his lover with veiled eyes, his intentions clear, and leaned back in for another kiss.

Aysun had to clamp his hand over his mouth to stop himself from snorting when he saw Sawyer's lump. Part of him said that what he was feeling was horrible, considering he regarded Sawyer as a father figure. But Aysun had slept with enough fathers to admire a fine sight when he saw one. Like father, like son!
His ecstasy, however, was instantly gone once he saw the kiss. His smile slowly drained into a nervous grin, beads of sweat rolling down his face as the kiss began to escalate. So this is what Parker meant earlier. "You've got to be kidding me," he mumbled under his breath.

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[Mayah Playah]

The Loupohls

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Sawyer was caught by surprise with the kiss, but soon recovered and kissed back. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist, holding onto him as the kiss got deeper and deeper. He didn't have time to do anything but breathe when finally allowed to come up for air. He didn't have to ask what that look meant, and was ready for the next kiss. His hands started to take off Cecil's clothes, pulling out of the kiss as he removed Cecil's shirt. "We should probably move out of the puddle," he panted as he tossed aside the article of clothing.

"I told you, it always backfires!" hissed the young lawyer as he pressed his face to the ground and tried to cover his ears. Great, just great. When the judge asked why he was getting a divorce, he was going to cite this exact moment.

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