sorry for the delay. I got sick (when am I not sick? *eye roll*)

disco fever

“What do you think?” Molly asks as she enters the master bedroom. Justin looks up and smiles, “Oh look, Honey, it’s a psycho-killer cheerleader.” “Do you like it?” She asks again with a wide grin, turning around so that they could see her full ensemble. “Very disturbing,” Brian replies with a smile. “Thanks!” “Do they have cheerleaders in your school?” Justin asks. She rolls her eyes, “Please do not discuss school today, Justin. This is party day!” Checking his watch, he teases, “Night, actually.” “Shut up,” she retorts with a laugh, and then asks, “Are you guys going to dress up too?” Justin chuckles under his breath, “Uh, no,” he answers. They had planned to stay at the rented warehouse for an hour before leaving to Rotterdam to meet some friends at a club there. “And you’re going to spend the night at Sofie’s?” She nods, “Her parents are going to come by at the last hour of the party.” Brian checks his reflection in the mirror, “And Casper’s parents are going to be there for the whole event, correct?” “Yes, Brian,” She drones with an eye roll. Justin smiles, “It was nice of his parents to offer staying the whole night, don’t you think so, Brian?” “Whatever,” Molly admonishes, “They just want to make sure no one does anything crazy. Like they don’t trust us or something, it’s annoying.” “Annoying? Or smart-thinking?” Brian asks to no one in particular. “You guys should dress up,” Molly states, plopping down on the bed. Justin laughs again, “As what?” “I dunno, maybe you can be two vampires or something: that’s hot.” “We’re already hot, Molly,” Brian announces before glancing at his watch, “Ready to go?” “Caspers’ parents are dressing up. They’re going to be pirates.” She continues. “Kinky.” Justin replies as he slips on his shoes. “Are Sofie’s parents dressing up?” She nods, “Sofie’s mom is going to be cat… I don’t know what her dad is going to be though…. But Joep’s brother and his brother’s boyfriend are going to be a police officer and convict.” Brian laughs, “Now they have the right idea.” “What do you mean?” Molly asks. “Nothing!” Justin quickly replies before shooting his husband a mock-threatening glance. Molly walks out ahead of them to the elevator as Brian whispers to Justin, “Maybe you can be the naughty student and I can be your principle?” Lightly spanking Justin’s ass, he licks his lover’s earlobe, “What do you think?” “Mr. Kinney, I do believe we’ve played that game many times…” Justin replies huskily, “And sadly, I don’t have my uniform anymore.” Brian exaggerates a sigh, “Another reason to punish you, boy.” Laughing, Justin presses his ass against Brian’s groin, “Stop teasing me.” “Guys!” Molly calls out as she stands by the elevator, “Hurry up, already! My party is going to start without me!” “No it won’t,” Justin replies, pulling Brian’s hand as they both hurry to the elevators. “Trust me, Molly, no party is complete without you.” “Are you being sarcastic again?” She asks. Entering the elevator, Brian leans against the mirrored wall, “I could be your doctor, and you can be my patient,” he suggests, arching his eyebrow in subtle seduction. Justin can feel himself starting to blush, “Stop it, Brian.” Molly checks her outfit out in the mirror, “I look really good!” “Of course you do, Molly. We both have great genes.” Molly nods her head in agreement, and Brian suddenly begins to cringe at the thought of her turning sixteen. The elevator doors open and they head to the car. Brian continues, “Maybe we can throw a toga party one night…” “Brian!” Brian laughs, entering the car and turning on the ignition. “How about Egyptian princes?” Molly asks. “We’re not dressing up, Moll, get over it.” Justin answers. Rolling her eyes, she sighs, “You guys are such party-poopers.” Brian tries not to laugh. Justin smiles and shakes his head. “Maybe sailors?” Brian whispers to his husband, causing Justin to laugh out loud. “You’re incorrigible.” Still smiling, he leans over to Brian and whispers closely against his husband’s ear, “Maybe you need to be punished.” Grinning, Brian revs the engine.