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If there was one person who Marcus absolutely did not want running into Dis, it was Dakota. The pair were almost like twins, and the thought of them together made Marcus feel actual panic for the women on the island. And some men. Not so much did he worry for the two tho, he'd worry for their victims. He knew the both of them well enough to know that 'No' often meant yes to them.

Alas, fate was a cruel mistress as Dis saw the moon before Marcus could stop him. "Hello Dakota." And arm slid around the moon hunter's waist as the vampire purred into Dakota's ear. "I've been wanting to meet you."

Marcus just stood, mortified.

"Oh not yet, but if I had my way, my Marcus would know you rather... intimately." Marcus shuddered at the thought, turning his attention to the weapon who Marcus gathered was Dakota's. He didn't want to think about the plans Dis once had for him. "He touches everyone. He'd probably touch you as well if you'd let him." It wasn't the best answer but it was an answer.

Dis purred into Dakota's neck, hands happily snaking their way to pull him closer. "Pity I don't have an actual body though, I'd so love to taste y-"
"Desidero." Marcus cut him off as the weapon stopped his words, yet his hands were going places they probably shouldn't be.

Marcus wasn't sure if he felt bad for Dakota or not.

"I am a part of Marcus why can't I touch what he gets to touch hrm?" Dis gave the trainee a squeeze, smiling and Marcus cringed. He didn't want to touch Dakota. Dis please stop.

Thankfully Marcus's dilemma was cut short as Chama broke them apart. "Chama please look-" Too late, trading Dakota for Chama, the vampire embraced the phoenix with a grin. "You neck hrm?" Bending his face into said neck he nuzzled her, quite pleased with himself.


Marcus shook his head. "If you let him he'd do more than feel you up." Dis was purring into Chama's neck earning an eye roll. "And if feels like I should have requested this to be over. He's just.. terrible Dakota. I can't take my eyes off of him or he'll pull stunts like this with whoever he sees."

Dis grinned as Dakota gave him what he considered permission to molest the bird in his arms. "I aim to please sweet bird." Fingers dances up her spine as he stopped his purring only to begin kissing.

Marcus was close to turning him off as Dis just got worse.

"You forget, for me this is mandatory. Turning him off could end up with uh... bad results." Marcus was on thin enough ice, he didn't want to crack it. "Plus he'd been... temperamental with me as of late, and I'm not going to make it worse."

It was hard to make things worse as Dakota hugged Marcus. He sighed, hugging Dakota back, if lightly. "Thanks I guess, but... you realize you're pretty much just giving him fuel for when he's back in my head right?" Marcus missed the fact he hugged back.

It gets hot and steamy when we break out the moon and butt euphemisms.

"I just wonder who thought it would be a good idea. Some things are better left as they are." Looking to the pair of weapons, Marcus had a moment of zen. Yes, this was okay. He was okay. Dakota was okay and Dis was not doing his worst. Things were okay.

"Temperamental as in yeah, a fight. He's not really forgiving me yet." Patting the slightly taller hunters head he smiled. "But I'll admit, I was worried he would be a bit... lewd to you. You try and drag you into some less than appropriate things." The girls bathroom peeping in example.

"I am Chamaizing sweet bird." Dis smiled as she wiggled. "But do keep wiggling, I enjoy the accidental brushes to my body you're giving me." Running his hands to her hips he grinned. "And if your human prefers my human?" Marcus gave Dis a very stern look Dakota would know as Marcus's NO face.

Mark would explain a lot of things actually. The guy was questionable at best. At being Picked up, Marcus sighed, not bothering to fight it. They were considered gay already and no amount of denial was going to change some minds. Not even the fact he was going to be married. Still, "Dakota, is there any reason in particular you are holding me?"

Marcus couldn't find a reason other than 'Dakota'.

Dis was smiling as he groped the phoenix. "I can be shiny. I might even dazzle you." He was enjoying the softness of her rear, a look of bliss passing his features. "They should do more than kiss I think, as should we."

The fact that Dakota was keeping count and apparently had this type of conversation with Chama before made the moon hunter suddenly feel very awkward, especially when in Dakota's arms.

"Dakota is not your make my sweet bird, he is your master, your chosen. But your lover he is not. Alas, our hunters are.. forbidden to us." Dis sounded slightly sad at that. "Dakota, I really don't think you should be encouraging hi- DESIDERO!" The arm he'd swung around Dakota to keep himself from falling was now clinging with shock as vampire weapon decided he was going to try and make out with the other weapon.

Marcus shoved at Dakota's face. "Just glad we're not playing test subjects to anything this time. I do not want tits again." Ste down, Marcus relaxed, shaking off the weapons being.. well.

Themselves.

"Long story short, I pissed off Dis due to my idiocy. He's jealous and possessive and he thinks someone else has a claim on me now. Which they don't." Dis looked at Marcus briefly with a scowl. Still not forgiven.

Leaning on Dakota slightly, Marcus watched the pair of weapon fuss.

"Yes, he is your human, but not a mate. Golem or not, we are still not human. There are certain lines even we cannot cross my firebird. Trying to mate with our humans is one of them. The hunters as a whole.. would not take kindly to such, which is a pity really." He smirked as she offered to kiss him.

"A kiss, and I will not touch you until the marrow. Is that fair enough?"

"Something tell me this is how Dis gets any action. Bartering."

"And maybe you just haven't seen me in the right light." He was going to dazzle you somehow Chama.

Marcus moved a good from from Dakota as he mentioned the time of tits and pain. "Nope. Never again. That happens I am spending my time locked in a room. And I was drunk Dakota. And I'm not even from the south, seriously. If I was-" He stopped himself short. His mother technically was but well, he wasn't about to talk about it.

Marcus's defensiveness got worse as Dakota mentioned a demon mark. Dakota was someone he trusted yes, but not always with secrets. "Drop it. Now Dakota." Dis looked over with the change of tone, the faint traces of worry in his expression. At least until Chama distracted him.

"Well, Marcus is my Marcus in the way Dakota is your Dakota. But we cannot keep them all to ourselves. Sharing is caring plus-" he motioned to their hunters, "-don't you enjoy it when they have their accidents?"

Marcus might not have, but Dis had loved each second.

The kiss given, Dis smiled, letting go of Chama before looking at Dakota. "Oh? If you need a lesson I am more than happy to provide one... for a fee of course." Undoing his coat and part of his vest Dis was trying to seduce the other weapon. "Is your flavor more of the dark sweet Chama? But I am a man, well, vampire of my word. I will not touch you... but you are still free to touch me as you like."

Marcus just shook his head.

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