To Steal a Mockingbird [Zac]

[Zachary LaRousse]

It’s been said a thousand times before that Zac just loves being adored. It’s his greatest weakness, showing him how much he’s needed and all that. And as much as he loves pleasing the person (or persons) showering him with such affections, he does like being told time and time again that he’s needed. Translation? He wouldn’t stop teasing Nublet about Isis. Though he seriously isn’t considering it (the chances of him going to Isis is dwindling by the second, though if he see him/her, it might change), it doesn’t mean he’ll show it to Nubie. He’s rather sadistic in a way; hopefully Anubis wouldn’t mind it so much. “You’re too kind,” grinned the mimic, laughing at what he thinks is a Nublet-pun (about Isis and doing) and planting a light one on Nubie’s forehead. “You can even chain me to your bed if you like, just so Isis won’t get me.” Zac, don’t give him any ideas.

“You wouldn’t? That’s great.” While driving half-naked isn’t really a problem for Zac, he didn’t really foresee the whole groping Nublet would do to him once he’s exposed. Not that he’d want him to stop, but it’s somehow distracting his mind away from the road and taking it somewhere else. (The gutter, that’s for sure). One hand steady on the steering wheel, he unbuckled his belt and unfastened the button of his jeans, wiggling slightly so that Nubie can see. “It’s rather hot and I so wish I can remove them. Will you help me?” he asked with pleading eyes. I’m fairly sure there are some laws against driving naked in Pilot Ridge. Should we call Sloane or Charlie now?

Zac really didn’t mind the undoing of the last button, going as far as to maneuver his arms to take the offending piece of clothing off all the way already (which was hard, considering how he had to think about the space in the seats, dodge Nublet’s arms for a bit and be focused enough not to run over anyone). “Pool party it is. Just promise me you’d be in swimwear too. I’d drown you if you don’t come in trunks.” Another coy smile here and a suggestive tickle there. As if that’s anything new this time around.

The mimic wiggled slightly as Nubie teased his pants, apparently allowing the alchemist better access around his waist. “You should be spanked then, for being a naughty kid,” Zac laughed, arching up to see how they could possibly turn around, “You think I’d be welcomed looking in like this? Or should we continue acting like we’re lost for the moment?” Looking at how things are going right now, something tells me Zac is seriously wishing Anubis would consider the latter. But that’s just a hunch. ;D.

[Anubis Richmond]

For the record, Anubis is completely and utterly ecstatic. It was by sheer luck that he caught sight of one delicious Zachary LaRousse while wandering aimlessly through the mall and now here he was, riding in Zac's sporty little car and not getting chastised for his touchy-feely ways. Not to mention that Zac was now half naked. This would certainly being going down on Nub's calendar as "BEST! DAY! EVER!"

Too late, ideas are already abound in Anu's little head. "Really? Oh, but I don't have chains. But I think we might have rope!" He stilled for a moment, looking thoughtful as he tried to remember if he had seen rope in one of the several yet unpacked boxes. "Hm, I dunno. I'll have to look when we go home." Look what you've done, Zachie! You might have thought it was just a harmless joke, but if you end up tied to Nub's bed, don't come crying to me.

With Zac's pants unbuttoned, Nub twisted and freed himself entirely from the seat belt, as well as most of the seat. "You want me to take your pants off? OKAY!" You expected him to say no in the presence of mancandy? Shame on you. Grabbing them and with the assistance of Zac's wiggling, he slid them down off his hips, wobbling in his precarious position. When they hit a little bump in the road, Nub squeaked as he lost his balance, and did the only thing he could reflexively think of to keep from falling. He put his hand out to brace himself, but where it landed? On the seat... right between Zac's legs. "Ah!"

Wide-eyed, he looked up at Zac and then erupted into an embarrassed little giggle. "Sorry!" He shifted his weight back, moving his hand to brace against the mimic's thigh instead. Clearing his throat a little, Nub waited until he was sure his balance was back before returning to his attempt to remove Zac's pants. "I think... maybe we should stay lost. It's more fun."

[Zachary LaRousse]

While Zac isn’t really above using chains and bondages (it’s among his few fetishes, along with mirrors and blindfolds), it never crossed his mind that the blonde boy beside him is actually considering doing it to him. Despite the numerous hints that Nublet is anything but sane (or at least, ‘normal’), the boy hasn’t really picked up that his seemingly harmless comment may be his one-way ticket to disaster, relatively speaking. “Just make sure the rope’s strong enough,” he grinned, promptly stepping on the brake pedal as the light turned red, “I mean, these babies are rather strong I tell you. I mean, they rip through my clothes almost every other week.” Nope, they sure don’t, but I don’t think the truth matters much to Nubie anyway. And if it would, Zac’s quick to distract his mind by some quick flexing as they wait for the light to turn green.

A wide grin ran over the whore’s teen’s face when he saw Anubis struggle to get out of his seatbelt as fast as possible. Such enthusiasm alone is enough to make the boy’s body send blood in all the ‘right’ places. “Calm down Nubie, they’re not running away from you anytime soon,” chuckled Zac, wiggling his butt slightly to help Nubie with his pants.

As for the little bump on the road, well, it was almost all Zac. Instead of slowing down when he saw the bump, he sneakily stepped on the accelerator some more, hoping Nub’ll bounce on ‘him’. And bounce it did. “My bad,” grinned the boy, trying to look as if he’s had nothing to do with the whole thing whatsoever, “I forgot they put humps all over the place.” He fixed his hand on the steering wheel, effectively trapping the alchemist in such a position as he sneakily spread his legs for better access. And you thought he was going to let Anubis do all the work.

“I think I can live with that,” said Zac as he looked down at Nub, suggestively raising his eyebrows. “And I think I can suggest something to make our ‘being lost’ more fun.”

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Zac says RaeRae and Nublet can do whatever they please with him.^^.
- Jam[/font]

[Anubis Richmond]

As we've come to learn, Anubis is rather agreeable when it comes to Zac. Did it matter to him if it was true or not? Not at all. "I bet they do!" No, all that mattered is that he's there and he can touch and the way things are going, I'm like 9000% sure that Zachie is going to need a crowbar in order to get Nub off him.

Once Anu found himself relatively restrained under the mimic's arms, he decided to play innocent. Oh, he knew what it was that Zac was after, he's not that dense, but he wants to see just how much he can make the younger boy squirm. "Oh? You can? Are we gunna play I Spy?" But nope, he couldn't keep a straight face. Still propped against Zac's thigh, Anu hung his head to try to hide his laughter, though it was rather obvious. "Orrr... were you thinking of something else?"

Anubis just smiled and tried batting his eyes up at Zac, but it was truly futile. He just started laughing again, choosing to occupy his mouth in another way. No, still not the way that Zac wants. He put his mouth against the mimic's stomach, then blew out so his lips vibrated against Zac's skin. When he was out of breath, he wiggled away, beaming. "That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" I'm truly sorry, Zac.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Bragging aside, Zac could honestly say that driving a few moments earlier – back when Nublet was, despite his incessant groping, still on his seat and not in between his legs giggling and scheming like crazy – was a whole lot easier than it was now. Back then his attention was divided 60-40 – 60 to the road (driving, how to get lost ‘properly’ and how not to attract unwanted attention), 40 to indulging Nubie.

While he had a feeling that the alchemist would do most anything he asks, he still wasn’t quite sure if they’re both on the same page so to speak. The idea of the whole thing being a set-up from the Idiot Brigade was still running in his head still anyway. (It was far too intricate for them though, but then again they have Ember). He just can’t have Anubis stopping to reveal that it’s just a prank when Zac’s all down for it already. He claims he was still testing the waters back then, teasing Nub to see how far he’d go.

And as it seems, he’d go far, very far indeed.

Those teasing kisses the blonde blew on his stomach sealed everything for him. If Anubis was just acting, then he’s a very very good actor indeed. Not only were they too close for comfort (he lost sight of the road for a moment due to the sensory overload and almost drove up the pavement), the blonde’s managed to tap into one of Zac’s hidden kinks – being forced to beg.

Normally he would’ve resisted a bit more so he’d be made to plead more, but right now he’s thinking ‘enough is enough’. “You’re one evil imp you know that?” grinned the Asian boy, pinching the blonde’s nose as he struggled to keep his attention on the road and find a good (note: secluded) spot for him to park to. A few more whimpers escaped Zac as he felt Nub’s breath purposely avoiding him.

It took a while, but Zac finally found a shady dead-end. It’s not at all scenic, but it would do. “Please?” asked the mimic as he sneakily slammed Nub’s face on his crotch.

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Apologies for taking so long. >.<.
- Jam