Who Ya Gonna Call?!

He sighed heavily and did as he was told, knowing Priestly would force him into the bed one way or another.

"...fine. I'll sleep..."

"Oho!~" said Priestly at the kinky implications of the other author's last narrative.

That's exactly what the author meant, too ;DDD

But anyway, Mars fell asleep almost instantly because like the dumbass he was, he was REALLY tired.

Priestly sat in the kitchen, eating his way through a pound of chocolate fudge.

When Mars did get up, he stumbled into the kitchen, barely even awake yet.

"Priestly, what time is it...?" He asked, yawning.

"Six pm on a Saturday!~" he said brightly. "Are you finally awake, sunshine?"

He nodded, rubbing his eyes.

"...I think so..." He stretched out some more anyway.

"Come over here and I'll wake you up some more~" he called.

Sleepily, Mars almost obeyed until he remembered who he was talking to.

"...I'm awake."

Priestly was already pressing against him.

"Oh, really?"

Mars jumped and took a step back.

"Yes!" He exclaimed.

He just smiled.

"Come on, sit on my lap for a little bit--I missed you."

"...why do I have to sit on your lap?"

"Because I missed you," he replied as though it were obvious.

"...No thank you."

Finally, he felt awake.

"I should get a shower..." He said to himself.

"Allow me to help you~" he purred, taking Mars's hand. "You're probably still tired."

"You know what happened last time!" He snapped, taking his hand back. "So, no, I'll be fine!"

Because he didn't want Priestly to see how red his face had gotten, he made his way to the bathroom in a hurry.

Priestly followed him, undeterred.

"But you're such a dirty boy--you'll need my help."

Mars turned to glare at him, crossing his arms as well.

"I'm perfectly capable of cleaning myself, thank you very much."

"I'm perfectly capable of cleaning you too," he said, licking his lips coyly.

Mars frowned deeply, feeling his face turn completely red.

He opened his mouth to speak but words failed him for a few seconds before he managed to say, "J-just let me shower alone!"

"Can I watch?"

"You most certainly cannot!" He exclaimed, appalled. "Why would you even ask?!"

"But if there's someone watching, perhaps you'll put on a show~" he teased gently.

Mars just glared at him.

"Get out, you voyeur!"