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When Robert told them to focus on their work instead of fighting each other, he wasn't expecting for them to take it to heart.
Prism and Punch had made a bet of their own, something to set the record straight after their little discussion the previous day. Whoever scored higher that day, won full bragging rights and had to be bought whatever drinks they wanted at the bar for the next 3 hangouts.
The smaller man had not made it easy for the singer, he was almost constantly on the move, tuning up the charm and punching even harder, and had been matching her scores on every call up until the very end of the shift. The scores were tied, 139-139, so the two heroes decided to settle it in the best way they knew.
Queue to the team surrounding Robert's desk, Alice and Colm aggressively playing Rock, Paper, Scissors in front of a bewildered, but mildly amused Robert.
"Guys, this is getting ridiculous." he stated after the ninth tie, both heroes pulling rocks "I's been a long day and wanna go home, can't we do this tomorrow? Or i could just kiss you both and be done with it."
"That's quitter talk lad, this' a matter of pride now" The strong man grinned, smile menacing. Prism cursed, as they matched yet again with papers, their rhythm growing faster with the urge to win.
Yeah they might be taking this a bit too seriously.
"I vote for the three way, sounds hot" Sonar provided, Malevola, Coupé ,who had been reincorporated into the team after a long, legal process with the higher ups at SDN; and Waterboy agreeing. The boy doing it timidly, but firmly enough to be heard, earning him high fives from the bat and the demon and a slight raise of the corner of her lips from the former assassin.
"Shut your blabber BatBoner, you wouldn't be invited to watch anyways" Flambae retorted in Prism's stead, his friend seemingly too focused on the match to answer.
"You wound me Chad, and here i was going to invite you to watch when my turn came." The bat stuck out his tongue, giving him the finger. "I'll make sure to give him extra tongue for you though."
Chad's answer died in his throat, as a celebratory yell coming from the singer rang through the air, finally winning after pulling scissors against paper.
"Suck it you little shit! Drinks tonight are on lucky charm over here!" The pop star claimed and looked her fiery friend. She had tasked him to hold her phone, currently live and bursting with interactions, gifts and new follows popping on the screen at her victory. She addressed the camera, winking with a cocky smile, then turned to the dispatcher. "Now i gotta claim my prize, come here bitch boy. I'm 'bout to show you how us divas like to kiss, so you better pay attention."
The man sighed, standing up from his chair and rubbing his eyes in irritation.
"Okay, this is insulting now, why does every body keep calling me a bitc-"
Alice walked up to the dispatcher and yanked him down by his shirt collar, other hand tangling on the man's hair. Her hands explored and groped at every meaty part of him she could get her hands on, fiery passion in every bite of his lips, the kiss all tongue and teeth.
He barely had the time to place his hands on her hips when she pushed him back, the kiss ending as quickly as it started, leaving Robert lightheaded with the shinny dark blue hue smudged on his lips, wild hair, rumpled clothes and hot cheeks. Whistles, cheers and a few jokes at his expense were thrown by the group.
The pop star took a small vial of liquid lipstick from inside of one of her boots and reapplied the coat on her lips, the color back to their usual intensity and shine. She locked eyes with Flambae, taking back her phone with a smirk, a sway of her hips and a little "Thanks love, prepared him for you~". The fire hero just huffed, draping an arm over her shoulders casually, a slight rose tint on his face.
They all started to march to the exit.
"Done, now we go par-tay! I hope you've been saving your money Pinball!" She called, petting the strong man on the head, who batted the offending hand off, chuckling.
"I never said i would buy them fucks any drinks, i agreed to buy yours and coops." At that, he got groans and disapproving noises from the rest "Yeah boo me all ya want, cowards, i ain't yer momma to baby all of ye." Colm looked back, seeming to consider something "Might buy one for Robert though, she sucked yer brain out lad?"
Robert was not even listening. Having sat back down on his chair, trying to get his clothes and hair back into a presentable state.
'What in the fuck was all that..' He thought, accidentally smudging more of the lipstick on his face when he tried to wipe it off with a napkin.