[C][AU][FUTURE AU] Spin It

Lucas shoved the foot away with his free hand. After attempting it with the hand still knotted up with Nico's tail.

"I am."

His turn to kick out, hitting Nico's thigh.

He caught Lucas' foot and yanked it towards him, sending Lucas sprawling out on the floor.

He leaned over, long hair framing the both of them as his face drew level with Lucas'.

"Yeah?"

The ship spun. His already disoriented state worsening. Brown eyes tried to focus on the ceililng above, only to have Nico's blue face into front of him.

"Fuck off," he hissed.

He pushed his hand hard into Nico's shoulder.

"You lose your touch when you're drunk."

He grinned.

Nico himself wasn't a lightweight, and he hadn't been drinking between turns like most of the others. He wasn't anywhere near drunk.

Lucas, however, was.

"It's actually rather pitiful."

Lucas growled. He shoved on the shoulder again, trying to grasp Nico's strength to do it.

"You're pitiful."

Sober Lucas would of rather jumped out into space then use that as a resort.

"And truly wounded by your awful words," Nico snorted.

The attempts to push at his shoulder were getting Lucas nowhere, and he wasn't sober enough to concentrate on sapping his energy from him.

Lucas was losing this one.

He gritted his teeth and growled, hands balling into fists.

The tail.

With as much strength as he can muster, he yanked on it up towards his chest.

Nico yelled out in pain, whole body jerking.

"You're a fucking asshole," he grunted, rubbing at his lower back as he sat up.

He squeezed his thighs together, constricting around Lucas' hips tightly.

Lucas' lips twitched up into a smirk as the ceiling came back into view.

It was quickly wiped off his face. His upper body jerked as thighs squeezed hips. He let go of the tail as he attempted to prize the thighs apart, the didgets of his fingers digging into blue skin.

"Get off."

His tail lashed behind him when it was free, and he winced. That was gonna be sore for a while.

"You weren't complaining about this position last night," Nico crooned, giving Lucas' hips one last nasty squeeze before letting up.

He did stay straddling him, though.

Lucas glowered at him. Cheeks red from booze and irritation.

"You were a bitch."

He felt a lot more in control last night. Right now, even in the same position, he wasn't. He wanted it back.

His fingers still pressed into Nico's thighs to get him off.

"I'm never a bitch, darling," Nico crooned.

He sat back, sliding off Lucas an lounging back against the pillar that lucas had been sat against.

Lucas gave Nico the finger at the pet name.

"You're always the bitch."

He then huffed as Nico moved off him. Annoyed with himself for missing the weight.

He didn't move from his position on the floor. Just kept staring at the ceiling to anchor himself.

"Has the definition of bitch changed in the past few minutes?" he queried, as his head tipped back to also stare at the ceiling.

Amr and Ti's giggles were starting to get to him, Really, how did one couple giggle so much as those two did? They were constantly making the noise. It was sickening.

After a long silence between them, with neither of the moving, Nico's eyes slid down to Lucas.

"Has the tea poisoned you?" His bare foot nudged Lucas' leg gently.

The constant giggling opposite them was also pissing Lucas off. But he couldn't even throw them a scowl, too busy focusing on the ceiling.

He nudged Nico back. A little less gently.

"That's the fucking point."

The taste was questionable and there wasn't much of a burn, but he liked the first buzz. But the tea was easy to drink. Too easy. To the point the room spun and he could do fuck all about it.

"Dont get my hopes up," came the dry reply. "I meant to death."

He wouldnt be so nice to ask how drunk his boyfriend was.

Lucas kicked out at him again, but stayed silent.

Maybe if he moved slowly enough, he would't have the lie down. Besides, it was making him sleepy. He wasn't going to be the first to pass out.

He shifted himself. As carefully as a drunk person could. The whole castle was spinning again, but he managed to prop himself up on the pillar, shoulder to shoulder with his boyfriend.

"Move your ass."

"Not a fucking chance."

He'd claimed this pillar now. It was his. Lucas could go get fucked.

Lucas tried to shove him with his shoulder, only to end up more leaning heavily on him. He stayed there, as uncomfortably as he could in an attempt to make him move.

The only problem with here is that he was faced with public displays of affection. Disgusting.

He ignored the fact Nico and himself were aggressively making out all of ten minutes ago.

Nico didn't even twitch as Lucas dropped all his weight onto his shoulder.

He wasn't going to give Lucas the satisfaction of moving. No way.

Lucas would just have to deal with his lack of reaction.

The lack of anything was irritating. He leaned even heavier on Nico, pushing his weight down on him.

"Move," he grunted again.

He steadied himself.

He was much smaller than Lucas. In fact he had a similar build to the prince. But his species was far stronger than humans

Lucas was better off trying to move the castles metal walls than he was trying to move him in this moment.

"Fuck off."

"You fuck off."

He couldn't push down hard enough. He tried to grasp Nico's power again, but it was just out of his fingertips. With a sharp exhale out threw his nose, he gave up. Just leaning heavily instead of pushing down.

"Nope."

He gave a little snort when Lucas just gave up, and reached up to comb his fingers through his hair gently. Dare he say, affectionately.

Lucas slipped his eyes closed and let him. The gentle fingers combing through his was strange after being rough with each other all evening. It always was. These little moments were rare.

His hand found the end of Nico's tail. It was never far from his hand. He took hold of it, thumb softly rubbing the tip.