The Nexus

FINALLY! The day was here! Spencer could hardly contain himself as he gathered the last few items into his back pack and pulled the draw strings closed. It had been much too long since he and Rivett had had a proper hang out! With little Pheon away on a play date and Iyarii out of the house on a trip it would be just like old times!

"Up-up!" Spencer held his arm out for Zeppole, who gleefully scampered up his arm and onto his shoulder. The two of them were inseparable after all! "Ready to see Riv-master??" he asked the small cockatrice, and Zeppole fluffed up at the name.

The two of them were out of the apartment and on-route to Rivett's, not even batting an eye to anyone they passed. Spencer only wanted to see one person tonight!

The incubus gave an eager knock on Rivett's door when he arrived, Zeppole perched on his shoulder, fluffy and excited. The door opened and Spencer couldn't resist. "Hey, I seem to have lost my way home, can I stay here for the night?"

Rivett had dropped Pheon off with Vinzen earlier that day and hoofed it over to his mate to have S'daza give him a blow out. It took a few hours given his amount of hair, but it was totally worth it. He got to gossip with one of his best lady friends and his hair was luxurious and floofy. With Iyarii visiting family topside and Pheon staying the night with her cousins, Rivett had his home all to himself. Well, mostly. He'd invited Spencer of course for a bros night and while he wasn't going to be presumptuous... He had a plan for where that was going.

After prepping the living room for some human TV streaming, Rivett was putting the final touches on snack out when there was a knock on the door! He hopped up, stomping his hooves in bouncy excitement as he scrambled to the door. Once there, he took a moment to adjust himself, fixing his hair just so, smoothing his skirt and putting on a debonair expression, one that said he just couldn't be bothered. He cleared his throat and opened the door, leaning slightly on the frame to extend his musculature. "Why hello there, Spence." His friend was giving a cheesy line and Rivett's smile grew wide, "I would be offended if you didn't~" He hopped out of the way for Spencer to come in and reached to pet Zeppole's chest feathers as they passed.

"I have snacks in the living room and the human tv thing is ready to go. I called Vinzen and made sure I had it all set up. We're going to watch a show call Sex in the City?" He raised a brow, expecting Spencer would like that title for obvious reasons. "I also have a special earth treat for a certain feathered buddy."

Zeppole Chittered and nibbled on Rivett's finger affectionately. "I'm imedietly interested in this show." Spencer made his way inside while slinging his backpack to one shoulder. Zeppole seemed to perk at the word "treat" and he eyes Rivett eagery, leaning twards him and cocking his head to the side.

"You got his attention!" Spencer laughed and took his backpack off while Zeppole hopped over to Rivett's shoulder, eyes wide and clucking in his chest.

"Riv! I couldn't help myself! I had to bring everything!" Spencer opened his backpack to reveal a bunch of small liquor bottles. "I've got it down to a science! I made up a whole bunch of new drinks for the playground. Hehheh want a blowjob? It's got whipped cream."

Rivett smiled, "I thought you might be~" He paused for the cockatrice to hop onto his shoulder before he kept walking to the kitchen to get his treat! It had to be durable; hell creatures were much stronger than the average pets on Earth and Rivett produced a giant cow femur that was flavored like beef for his friend's bird.

Popping his head out of the kitchen doorway as he spoke, Riv looked amused. "Why put whipped cream on it? Man cream isn't enough?" He smirked a little and as long as the cockatrice was settled with his gift on the little dog bed Riv had for him, the demon came back out to Spencer. He thought it was a little soon in the night to go right to blow jobs; but Spencer meant drinks which he understood now. To his slight dismay. "Show me what you got, hot stuff."

Zeppole fluffed up and squared at the site of the giant cow femur, leaping off Rivett's shoulder in a flutter of feathers and scales. The thing was promptly dragged into the little doggie bed and the bird was happily occupied for the rest of the night; gnawing away.

"Heh, hope you're ready." The incubus was already mixing the various liquors together and pouring the concoctions into two shot glasses before topping them off with whipped cream and handing one to Rivett, the classic charming grin plastered on his face. "Ready to swallow, that is!" He gave a hard laugh at his own stupid joke and knocked back the shot. It was sweet and creamy with just a little bit of bite.

Riv smiled at the cockatrice, pleased his gift was so heartily welcomed. He left the little bird to do his thing, being occupied for the night with his treat as Rivett intended.

"Oh baby, I am always ready." Never sure where the innuendos started or ended, Riv just went with it! He leaned against the couch while Spence mixed, watching all the processes with an impressed look. "You've really gotten into this~" Rivett smiled at his incubus, like a lover proud of his mate. Spence finished his joke and Riv rolled his eyes playfully as he smiled, picked up the glass and threw it back. "MmmhM! Those are good!!"

"Of course it is. My blowjobs are always exceptional." Spencer continued to mix up a few more mini shots for tasting. "And the shots are pretty good too." He had to chuckle at his own joke.

"But seriously. I've really been into the drink mixing thing. It comes naturally...unlike when I talk to humans." He glanced away for a moment, very away of his awkward behavior when it came to interacting with humans In a non sexual way. He'd have to work on that.

"But try these." He pushed two small shots, one green and one red towards his buddy. "This one's called the sixty nine." Spencer gave a silly little grin and let Rivett taste the shots. The green one was sour apple and the red was a sweet cinnamon, the two played off eachother wonderfully.

Rivett snorted, covering his mouth so he didn't spit anything. He could not disagree with that... His friend mentioned his severe lack of social skills with humans and Riv reached out to stroke his arm comfortingly. "You're young yet, it'll come to you. I can't imagine it's easy to talk to food." Spencer was pushing shots at him and Riv took his hand away to pick one up. He inspected the green one, lifting it to his eyes. Then he got the name and he smirked, "I can see why you'd like all these..." He laughed lightly and knocked back the first shot, then the next, letting the flavors mingle in his throat. "Mmm." This noise was more husky, seductive as well as appreciative of the taste. "What else do you have?"

"Teh heh. Are you trying to get drunk and take advantage of me?" Of course he was still joking around, but a very large part of him liked the sound of Rivett's voice.

"How 'bout some foreplay?" The incubus mixed two shots of liquid together and pushed one towards his friend, blue eyes smouldering. He took the shot with Rivett and it was a delightfully creamy banana flavored shot.

"You like? I made that one up myself." He smiled like a kid who had gotten an A on an exam. "I'll make you more if you promise to keep your hands all over me later." He wiggled a brow, physically unable to stop flirting and making dumb jokes.

Rivett lapsed into a giggle, "Mm, I think you're monologing, I think that is your plan mister." Riv poked his friend lightly in the chest, allowing his finger to slide down his pec. Spencer was offering foreplay and Rivett's tail could not help itself from lashing back and forth in a plume of fluff, much like a cat with prey. He knew his friend meant shots, but boy did he want him to mean something else... He met those big eyes on him, narrowing his own in a seductive way and knocking back the shot. "Mmm, yes, I like banana." His brow quirked as he said banana and his eyes dipped down Spencer's form. It was hard to keep up the pretense that they weren't going to be all over each other at some point and Spencer making that deal had him laughing. "Oh, I absolutely promise, you." Riv's tail end swatted Spencer in the head, letting his fragrant and well groomed fur linger in the man's face as he pulled it away. "Gimme more."

Spencer had been just enjoying the sight of Riv before him and the smack of silky fluff brought him out of that daydream. "Ammph-" he blinked and broght a hand up to grab the end of the tail, laughing some. "Does your tail want a drink too?" Obviously he was joking, but his fingers gladly entwined in the soft fur before him.

"How bout something you can sit down with?" He grinned in that charming way and mixed together something a little fizzy and a little sweet with a hint of vanilla flavor. " Here, let's call this one 'little spoon.'"

Spencer would wait for Riv to taste the concoction and approve before taking a step closer and twirling his fingers in the reaper's hair. "Show me this netflix thing, Cupcake. I'm curious to see how it works." There was no doubt the charm was turned on at this point, Spencer couldn't help it! Asside from that, teasing Riv was always fun!

Riv tugged on his tail for half a second if only to get it free to caress Spencer's face again. "Well obviously." He snickered and let Spencer play with his tail fur. It was obviously done recently, all silky and blown out.

"Sounds good to me, Spenc." He waited for his drink, eyes roving over his friend and leaning on the surface on his elbows, fingers laced and chin resting on them. Spencer named the drink and Rivett ducked his head forward to laugh about it. "Deal. It might be my favorite." He winked and took a sip, nodding his approval. Spencer was coming close and Riv leaned in as well. "Come this way, my dear~" Not that he needed the charm in the least, Riv felt it wash over him and it only made him want to curl up with the incubus more. He took his friend's hand and led him to the couch where the tv was set up with the human netflix. "Sit with me," he sat down on his hip, legs curled and bent, hooves tucked in, making him a nice curvy little spoon.

Spencer gladly took Riv's hand as he led him over to the sitting area. The human TV with the netflix main screen interested him, but getting in close with Riv interested him more. He was asked to sit and he happily obayed, draping an arm around Rivett's shoulders to pull him in closer. Spencer's hand found a lock of the reaper's soft hair to slowly run his fingers through and play with.

"So this thing has all the human shows on it?" He was incredibly curious how it worked as he watched Rivett find the right show and select the first episode. The little loading icon spun, counting up to 100% before the show's opening began.

Rivett melted right into his friend's side. He sighed contentedly and closed his eyes for a moment while his hair was played with. "Hm? Oh, yes." He'd been happy to just lay in Spencer's arms and be pet but the incubus reminded him they were here for something! He picked up the remote and started the show from the beginning, placing the device down and snuggling in against Spencer. Riv rubbed his cheek on the man's shoulder and placed his hand comfortably against his chest while the show started.

The iconic theme song to "Sex and the City" played as the opening credits to the show started. For a moment Spencer was transfixed. He wasn't used to watching human shows with all this text flying around and he found himself leaning In just a bit. The show eventually started and Carry Bradshaw's voice over described the situation and plot to the fist episode. Spencer was absolutely sucked in, for about half of the episode, when Rivett shifted against him to get comfortable causing a pleasant waft of fancy hair products to reach his nose.

"Mmm." He pulled Rivett in closer and let his fingers brush down the reaper's back. "You smell good, cupcake." He spoke softly against his companions ear in that brassy baritone voice he knew Rivett loved. He may have let his other hand wander to those lean thighs; gently rubbing the soft skin with his thumb.

Rivett was fully intending to at least get through the first episode. He really tried. Really. But Spencer did not make it easy! "I had a full spa day with S'adaza before you came over, Spenc." He flipped his bangs, blown out to silky softness with a gentle wave and the sweet scent wafted to Spencer again. With the incubus' hands on his thigh, Riv shivered, extending his leg out for his friend to explore as he wished.

"I like it!" The incubus pulled Rivett in closer, if that were possible, all while roving his hand over that perfectly tobed leg. He wanted this cupcake unwrapped right now!

He tried his best to atleast wait out the remainder of the episode, but it was difficult to concentrate with his pants suddenly feeling so constricting. That hand on Rivett's thigh had snuck under the fabric of the reaper's skirt and was toying dangerously close to the main attraction.

The credits to the show finally appeared on screen and Spencer turned his head to Riv. "I like this show." But it was obvious he liked Rivett more because his lips were on the reaper's neck in no time.

Rivett was taking it all in stride, letting Spencer play as he wished. He twisted his hips ever so gently to give him more and more access as his hand traveled, that leg stretched out straight. He hummed softly from the shivering Spencer's fingers were inducing and closed his eyes, teeth around his lower lip. The credit came up and Riv reached to hit the button that would make it autoplay to the next one. "Oh you do?" Riv wasn't so sure Spenc had even been paying attention and tried to turn to his friend.

The head turn was paused as those lips found his neck and Rivett groaned. He dropped his head to the side, allowing more room to play. "So... You want to keep watching?" His voice had dropped to a sultry husky tone.

"Mm-hmm." Though the barrage of kisses along Rivett's neck didn't stop, in fact, they trailed across his jaw and eventually found his lips. Those perfectly sweet, edible lips Spencer craved so much.
"I really do want to see the next one..." Spencer spoke between kisses. "But I want some dessert first~." And with that, he was shifting his weight, giving Rivett a gently push to lay down on the couch while he straddles over him on all fours.

Riv hummed and moved with those kisses on his neck, tilting his head to meet Spencer at his lips. He made a needy little noise into the incubus' mouth and trailed his fingers over his friend's blue cheek. "We can watch in a moment," he answered after they kissed again, having no intention of doing that. "Mmmf, cupcakes?" Of course Spencer would know what he meant and he grinned around the kiss, laying his body on to the couch and spreading his legs so Spencer might settle there should he wish to.