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Alexander stood in front of his increasingly organized book shelves in the main room with the sudden dawning realization that he had no idea where anything was any more. Before he never knew where anything was, but he had some vague notion as to where to look. Now he had no vague notion nor any idea where to look. It was rather vexing. Part of him wanted to go through the shelves and unorganize them, but he stopped himself. Nick had been working hard on the books and it wouldn't be fair to the boy to undo all his work.

Especially since he set the boy on the task in the first place.

Who knew that getting organized would be so frustrating?

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Nick nibbles lightly on the ear itself, running his hands down Alexander's body to work at the fastening of his pants.

If he's expecting help in that area, he can forget it, Alexander has slipped entirely into a submissive state.

He gets it undone and pushes them down, making a point of running his nails over Alexander's inner thighs.

He groans at this, lifting his hips up at the attentions.

He works his way downwards with nibbles and light bites, purring happily.

Alexander whimpers loudly, obviously not happy with this pace of things.

Nick lets him be not happy, grinning and nibbling at the skin just below his bellybutton.

"Niiiiick" he whines petunatly. "Please?"

"Hm? Please what?" His fingers make little circles over Alexander's hips.

He squirms and whines, shifting his hips so Nick's fingers would drift elsewhere.

They continue their lazy circles, going up Alexander's sides.

And then Alexander lets out a long stream of curses in several languages as he struggles to sit up.

Nick blinks, startled. "What?"

"There's been a Curseword breach. There's something in the house." He shoved his pants back on, scrambling to stand up.

Nick blinks. "How? What would come in here?"

"Oh, all sorts of things. This is a practical treasure trove of magical artifacts and whatsits. I get Sues in here every once in a while, drawn to my power." His sword is there. It wasn't there a second ago.

"Is it likely to be dangerous?" He looks around nervously.

"Oh yes. But I will smite it and kill it and it will be very messy and fun." There's an eager glint in his eyes.

"You have fun, then." Nick nods.

He turns around and gives Nick a quick kiss before darting off to the locked portions of the house. A few minutes pass and then something sparkly flies past with Alexander running behind it, steadily cursing. There's a tackling noise and then more cursing and he comes back looking sour.

"Did you get it?"

"No. I did not. And not only that but it stole something."

"What did it take?"

"Your friend in the jar. It wants to try and reform him and make him not evil... and procreate."

"...you must be joking." Look of horrified horror.