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Mercedes looked up at Corey. "What will you do now?" he asked.

"I'm all yours," he said, spreading his legs and beckoning Cobra over.

Mercedes studied his reflection in the water. "I'm sorry," he said again. "I know how much that job meant to you. . ."

Marisol threw himself onto his bed and turned to face Cobra. "Cobra," he murmured.

Mercedes was instantly depressed, regretful, and angry with himself. "I'm so sorry. . ." he whispered. "It's my fault. . ."

Marisol stood, still trying to conceal the erection Cobra had already seen. He began towards his bedroom, making sure Cobra was following him.

Mercedes nodded, and swallowed hard. "Yeah. . . "

"I'd love it," Marisol whispered, gaze meeting Cobra's. He has such beautiful eyes, he thought.

Mercedes stopped. "What?" he asked, concerned. He came to rest next to Corey though he remained submerged in the pool. "Something wrong?"

Marisol gulped. "Would you like. . . to come to my bedroom?" he whispered. "And help me with my . . . issue?"

Marisol held back his moan. "C-Cobra," he whispered. "Would you. . . like. . . " he stuttered.

Mercedes laughed as well, move around the pool as he tried to escape Corey. "You won't either," he said. "You never have!" This, of course, referring to his blank arrest sheet.

Mercedes blushed at the thought of having pictures of him and Corey scattered around the room. Then he smiled. That would be wonderful. He nodded. Then he moved to the other side of the pool and splashed Corey. "Come and get me!"

Marisol blushed again. "Er, it's fine, don't worry about it. It was just a little hot and I can always get more pants. . . " he said, trying to his arousal at having Cobra's hand on his thigh.

Mercedes smiled and nodded. "It's perfect, Corey," he said.

Marisol jumped, causing coffee to slosh out of his cup and onto his lap. "Oh, uh. . ."

Mercedes stood and peeled the last garment off of his body before he stepped into the pool to join his lover.

"Please, Marisol will be fine," Marisol said, trying to hide his blush behind his coffee cup.

((Hahaha))

Mercedes spread himself out on the bed. "Of course," he said. "You want me to put on swim trunks or. . . "

Marisol led the way back into the TV room. He sat on the couch and patted the spot next to him. "Come. Sit."

((Night!))

Mercedes nodded. "I'd love to," he said, cheeks blushing. He didn't even know he could still blush.

Marisol smiled. Bashful, he thought as he finished up the coffee. With a mug in each hand he strode by Cobra, pausing to give him a quick kiss on the lips, and said, "It's okay."

Knightmare held out his phone to Twister.

Halo grinned. "What a gentleman you are." He climbed out and stretched.

((Nice!))

Mercedes beamed. "It's beautiful, Core," he said.

Marisol tensed, one hand around a mug and the other holding the coffee pot. "C-Cobra," he stuttered. "I-I. . . "

Mercedes remained in the back. "Alrighty then," he said smiling. "Take us there."

Marisol flinched. "My birthday?" he asked. Such a random question. . . He began to set up the coffee pot. He glanced at the calender. "Actually it's at the end of this month," he replied, wondering if his cousin was planning anything.

Mercedes frowned, a little upset, but it faded quickly and he kissed Corey again. "We going somewhere else?"

Marisol nodded. "Y-yeah," he whispered. "I'm sure." He breathed out a slow sigh. "I'll make some coffee, make yourself at home."

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Halo nodded and climbed out of the car. "Let's go then."

Mercedes nuzzled into Corey. "Good," he said.

Marisol blushed as well. "Oh. . . uh. . . you don't have to worry about that, I'll be fine," he said though he really wanted Cobra to do that for him, just to assure himself that Cobra cared about him.

((You should get one and join!))

((Ranger said, you mean Twister?))

Knightmare nodded. "I'll consider it," he said. "Sounds good. Yeah I think I'll do it."

((I have this group on there, sorta like this Rp but not exactly, and I wanted you two to join. . . I'm using Mercedes and Corey in that group too))

Knightmare shrugged, turning his eyes to ground with a blush at what Twister was doing to Eternal. "Maybe. I just started today so. . . " his voice trailed off.

Halo tilted his head, having never been to the drugstore. "Friend of yours?" he asked.

((Okay. . . .Kitty, do you have a Deviantart account?))

"I know but I don't like having you apologize and hate yourself as much as you hate to see me cry," Mercedes told him.

"You don't have to pay for coffee if you come," he said with a frown. "I have a job and I buy some pretty good cheap coffee. Don't you worry about that. But do stop by whenever you want."

Knightmare nodded. "Yeah, Cobra introduced me."

Halo waved good-bye to his companion, who was currently flipping him off for ditching him. Halo just winked and gave a flirty wave. Then he climbed into Ranger's car.

((Grrr it keeps screwing my comment up))

Mercedes forced the tears to stop. "Corey. . . please stop apologizing," he whispered. "It's okay."

Marisol grinned. "I still owe big on it though," he said. Then he moved to unlock the door. He held it opened for Cobra to enter first.

(( :( You should get one))

Mercedes hadn't even realized that he had started crying until Corey started kissing him. He tangled his hand in Corey's hair, kissing him passionately back.

Marisol climbed out of the cruiser and locked it when Cobra joined him. "Welcome to my home," he said with a broad sweep of his arm.

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