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Unbeta'd/Unedited. Answering a prompt from the spreadsheet. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Zane asked, talking more to Felix than his

Unbeta'd/Unedited. Answering a prompt from the spreadsheet.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Zane asked, talking more to Felix than his husband and brother-in-law. 

The pleasant buzz he’d built up throughout the day—courtesy of a few mimosas and two very strong gummies—was starting to wear off, replaced by an impending sense of doom. 

“Yeah, baby. We said we’d do it and we’re gonna do it. It’s all good. Just hit the button,” Felix said. 

Still Zane hesitated. The four sat on the living room floor, Zane flanked by Asa and Avi, Felix between Zane’s spread thighs, his laptop open on the coffee table, facing them and the night sky behind them. They’d scoured the house to make sure some internet sleuth wouldn’t zoom in on the reflection in the glass and see something they might misconstrue—or accurately construe—as a sex toy of sorts. 

Oscar and West had, once again, been kidnapped by their grandfather following the annual Mulvaney family 4th of July pool party. Thomas and Aiden had taken Theo and the grandkids to see the fireworks over the river. Cricket, Lola and Calliope had agreed to help keep an eye on the chaos gremlins. Eight kids was a lot for anyone. Hell, it was a soccer team. Wasn’t it?

Zane chewed at his bottom lip until Asa tugged it free, giving the abused flesh a kiss that lingered.

 Zane tried to deepen the kiss, but Asa pulled back, “After the live, I’ll give you what you’re so clearly begging for, Lois. We all will. But first, we need to make good on your promise to your fans.” 

Zane whined, much more interested in letting the three of them take him apart slowly while he was still loose-limbed and pliant from the pharmaceuticals circulating in his system. He loved who he was when his brain was a little staticky and he could just lie there and take whatever he was given. Why had he ever agreed to this? Oh, right. Midnight Margaritas and a live event where some dickhead had thrown down the gauntlet and a tipsy Zane had agreed without a second thought. 

“These are your followers,” Avi reminded. “Why are you so afraid?” 

“Not all of them. We advertised this. You know the trolls will be out in full force. Some people hate the Mulvaney’s. Especially me. All those delulu Mulvaniacs who think Felix and I stole ‘their man’ will try to make us look stupid,” Zane said. 

“You’re famous, Lois. Of course people are going to hate you. You’re rich, beautiful, smart and married to me. Who wouldn’t be jealous? You think Noah doesn’t get his share of haters for taking Adam off the market? Or Felix? Having haters comes with the job.” 

“The job of being your husband?” Zane countered, slow blinking at him. 

“Yeah, Lois. That job. But also the true crime empire you’ve created. You just hit ten million subscribers. Remember? That’s why we’re here doing this Q&A,” Asa said.

Zane laid his head back on the couch behind him, staring up at the ceiling. “Can’t we just go play in the sex attic, instead? I’ll let you do that thing to me, I’ve been talking about for a while.” 

Asa’s strong hand trapped his jaw, wrenching his head towards him. “Which thing, Lois?” 

Zane hesitated, then whispered. “The sounding thing.” 

Asa’s groan shot fire through Zane’s blood. “Maybe-” 

“No,” Felix said. “We’re doing this live because he promised we would. Afterwards, if you still want…that, we’ll do it then.” He turned to stroke Zane’s cheek. “Unless you want to do it with Asa alone.” 

Zane lifted his head so he could frantically shake it. “No, I need you there. If you’re not there I’m worried I’ll have a panic attack.” 

“Maybe if the thought of doing it makes you have a panic attack, you shouldn’t do it,” Felix said gently. 

“The thought of doing it is hot. The thought that something might go wrong is what scares me,” Zane admitted. 

“I know what I’m doing, Lois. Hell, I even had the world’s most awkward conversation with not only Adam, but Freckles. Adam because he’s done it before and Freckles because he’s a doctor. You should have seen how red he was when the conversation ended.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me that?” Zane asked, trying to ignore the way his heart sank. 

Was he keeping things from him?

“Because I didn’t want you to feel pressured. I knew if you heard I was prepping for the possibility, you’d feel like you had to do it,” Asa said. “I want you to want it as much as I do. If you don’t, it's just me torturing you.” 

Zane’s sinking heart took flight in his chest. “Oh, that’s…sweet.” 

Felix craned his head around to kiss his chin. “Enough stalling, baby. Let's just do this.” 

“Felix is right. Just because they ask doesn’t mean we have to answer,” Avi said, combing his fingers through Zane’s messy curls. 

“What’s the worst that can happen?” Asa asked. 

“Uh, we accidentally expose that we all get naked together?” Zane said, exasperated. 

Felix gave him that soft look they all saved for when Zane was acting irrational. “Look, I know Bev spooked you by being a little too accurate with her tabloid accusations but that’s behind us. I don’t really care who knows that we’re together,” Felix said. “Do you guys?” 

Asa and Avi exchanged confused glances. 

“You’re asking us?” Avi asked. “We don’t even care if people know we kill people. Dads the one who gets all sensitive about that stuff. We don’t really even have the capacity to care about that.” 

Asa snorted. “Considering dad married our brother, making him our step-father, I don’t think he has a leg to stand on if our relationship gets out.” 

“But then the family knows,” Zane said. 

“Oh, please. The family knows,” Felix said. “And if you think otherwise, you’re fooling yourself, baby.” 

“There’s knowing and then there’s knowing,” Zane said. “What if they come after us like my mom said? Like what if they try to take the twins from us?” 

“The only twins they’ll come after are the idiots we married,” Felix promised. “It’s not illegal to be in a poly relationship. And even if it was, we’re Mulvaneys. We don’t go to prison. Prison is for poor people who don’t have dirt on half the sitting members of congress.” 

“If you’re not comfortable answering the dirty questions we’ll inevitably get, we can ignore them,” Asa promised. “Or we can just go full sarcasm. God knows we all excel at that.” 

Zane nuzzled his face into Felix’s neck, inhaling the scent of lavender and honey, eyes floating closed as Asa and Avi’s hands stroked his back. He didn’t really know what he was afraid of. Felix was right. Mulvaneys didn’t go to prison. It was fucked up and elitist, but it was true. Zane justified it by reminding himself that they were the good kind of billionaires. The ones cleaning up the streets. But sometimes he wondered. 

Finally, Zane lifted his head, taking a deep breath and letting it out. “Fuck it. Let's just do this.” 

“Do you want me to move? For the sake of optics?” Felix asked. 

Zane hooked his head over Felix’s shoulder. “No, definitely not. You’re my emotional support kitten. I need to be able to snuggle you.” 

“Meow,” Felix said with no inflection.

“We’re late, Lois, just hit the button,” Asa prompted. “Let's get this over with so we can get on with the fun part.” 

“Mm,” Avi said. “If you do let us do…the thing…can I record it? For the…archives?” 

Hidden in their safe, tucked beneath wills and trusts, land deeds, passports and stacks of cash, was a box filled with recordings. They didn’t record all the time, just when they did something particularly dirty or something that turned them all on so much they wanted to go back and relive it again and again. Sometimes while they reenacted the scenario. If those tapes ever got out, that would be the end of their already tarnished reputations, but they had all agreed it was worth the risk. 

Zane’s fingers shook as he stabbed at the go-live button. 

“Okay, we’re live. We’re actually doing this. Oh, God. I think I’m gonna puke from nervousness,” he told the camera. 

“Dramatic,” Felix murmured, shaking his head with a smile. 

Zane plastered his widest fakest smile onto his face, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Hey, everyone. Zane here. Thanks for tuning in to celebrate with me today. And if you’re new, congrats on arriving just in time for what’s either going to be a charming domestic Q&A or my father-in-law’s next PR nightmare. Either way, you win.” 

Asa snickered, his hand landing on the back of Zane’s neck, massaging soothingly. 

The comments were already coming in fast and furious. 

MulvaneyTruthNetwork: Look at his husband’s hand placement. He’s controlling him. He’s probably signaling him what questions he can and can’t answer. 

BruisePatternAnalysis: Right? Or warning him. 

MulvaneyTruthNetwork: It's so toxic.

BruisedAndBlessed: I think it's hot. 

BruisePatternAnalysis: Seek help. 

BruisedAndBlessed: Says the person commenting on a stranger’s sex life. 

Oh, God. This was going to be a shitshow. Zane could feel it. 

“So, I stupidly asked all of you what it would take to hit ten million subscribers and you asked for a core-four—your label, not mine—Q&A where you’re allowed to ask us anything. And in my stupid, midnight margarita stupor, I agreed. So here we are. Live. No edits. No do-overs.” 

“No PR team,” Felix added ruefully, picking up his wine glass and swirling the red liquid around, almost like he was reminding Zane it was there. 

“I doubt there’s anyone in the world who doesn’t know the people beside me, but I’ll introduce them anyway, even if it’s just so you can tell them apart. The one on my left is Asa, architect of skyscrapers, lego castles—”

“And about 87% of his bumps and bruises,” Asa added, a predatory smile spreading across his face. 

Zane blushed, a smile of his own playing at his lips. “And those… He’s fluent in growling like a romance novel MC, has never smiled in a photo on purpose, and gives the best hugs…but only when no one’s looking.” 

“I can attest to the last one,” Felix agreed. 

Asa met Zane’s gaze in the camera and his heart started doing cartwheels behind his ribs. He was so fucking sexy. He wanted to let the man do filthy things to him.

“That means the one on the right is Avi, CEO of Gemini Athletics, destroyer of said LEGO castles, and essentially a golden retriever on steroids…with a knife in his mouth. He said to tell you he’s the louder twin, the prettier twin and the reason we’ve had to replace three patio doors this year.” 

“I added the last one,” Felix said, taking another sip of his wine. 

He looked so proud of himself that Zane half expected him to start purring. 

“And this pretty little bundle in my lap is Felix, maker of couture clothes, couture children, and the only reason this household hasn’t spontaneously combusted. He runs an empire in heels, packs preschool lunches like a Pinterest mom, and somehow wakes up looking like a supermodel every day.”

“Shut up,” Felix said, blushing. 

“It’s true,” Avi said. “That’s why the universe made him a bad driver. Otherwise he’d be too powerful.” Felix reached out and pinched Avi’s nipple until he squawked. “Save it for later, kitten. We’re on camera,” he gasped, doing his best to sound scandalized. 

TwinksAgainstTime: OMG. They’re adorable.

PolyHo4Life: Felix is so lucky.

FelixFashionFreak: Avi is lucky. Felix is gorgeous. 

SexDungeonDIY: Zane is lucky. He gets all three of them whenever he wants. 

AllTopEachOtherFightMe: #goals for real. 

ArchiTechLover: I would let Asa Mulvaney glaze me like a donut. 

Felix pointed out the last comment to Asa who snorted. “I hate sugar. Sorry.” 

Zane bit his bottom lip until he could regain some composure. “And I’m Zane, crime blogger, fiction writer, trad-husband and conspiracy theorist. And before anyone wastes a question on this. Yes, it's true. We all live together,” Zane added. 

BarbequeButMakeItBondage: Do you guys have orgy rules or is it just a free-for-all?

DomesticDisciplineDaddy: Can we get a house tour? Bedroom(s) first? 🙏🏻

BarbequeButMakeItBondage: Is there a color-coded sex schedule? 

TwinsWithBenefits: Do you rotate partners by day of the week like meal prep?

BarbequeButMakeItBondage: How do you manage STD testing in a polycule that’s also your family-in-law?

TwinsWithBenefits: If Asa and Avi are twins, do you ever mix them up on purpose? 👀

TwinsWithBenefits: What’s your OnlyFans name and why isn’t it public?

“And here I was worried you guys were gonna make it weird,” Zane muttered, shaking his head. 

Felix handed him his wine. “Drink, baby. You’re gonna need it.”

ConsentAndConsequences: Did he call him baby?

TrueCrimeButMakeItGay: He did!

ConsentAndConsequences: See I told you they hook up

TrueCrimeButMakeItGay: Fuck that’s hot. I bet the twins spit roast them all the time.

They weren’t wrong. Though it was more often Asa and Felix or Avi and Felix spit roasting him. But he should probably keep that information to himself. 

TrueCrimeButMakeItGay: Who wouldn’t. 

Zane continued to scan the questions and comments, looking at everything from the mundane to the scandalous. He finally landed on the most innocuous one to get them started. 

IsFelixWashingBloodOuttaSilk: What’s our favorite thing about living together? 

Zane read the question to the others, flushing to the tips of his ears as his mind floated right back to the spit-roasting comment and then the dirty, dirty things they’d done just last night. “Uh, for me personally? It’s having Felix to cuddle anytime I want.” 

Clown4Avi: He doesn’t deserve the twins. The best thing about living together is someone else’s husband. Wow.

“Says the person who used my husband’s name as their internet handle. Sorry my life is better than yours.” Felix took Zane’s arms and wrapped them around his waist, putting his hands over his. “As for the question. Same. Zaney cuddles are the best. He’s also great at taking care of the twins when I’m not home.” Asa snort laughed at that until Felix glowered at him. “The littlest twins. Oscar and West, in case that wasn’t clear.” 

“Sure, kitten,” Avi said around a low laugh. 

GaggedByThePoly: Yeah, right. 

SoftDomSundays: Do they really think we don’t know that they’re 🍆🍑🍆🍑💦

SexDungeonDIY: Pervs

GaggedByThePoly: They’re totally a polycule but can’t tell us because of losers like you in the comments. Go read your bibles if you’re so offended. 

SoftDomSundays: Felix blink twice if you are sick of the others and want me instead. 

A quick glance at the comments showed the audience didn’t believe it either. Fuck. Was it really all going to be okay if everyone else knew? He took another swig of the tart wine. If they were alone, the others would be taking turns sucking the taste from his tongue. 

SexDungeonDIY: How do you co-parent and who’s the disciplinarian

4DadsAndAPrank: Asa

FitWithFelix: Asa

ChokeMeAsa: Asa

WouldLetAviRuinMe: Definitely Asa. Look at him. 

Zanarchy101: Why would he discipline his nephews?

WouldLetAviRuinMe: Who’s talking about the babies? We all know who’s begging to be disciplined in that house and it ain’t the kids. 

Wow. The entire world really knew every one of his kinks. He took a bigger sip from his glass, then another. It wasn’t like there hadn’t been an entire press release and a 60 Minutes interview about it. But seeing people argue about it in the comments was something else entirely. 

“All the comments say Asa has to be the disciplinarian,” Zane said. “You couldn’t be more wrong. They have him wrapped around their tiny fingers.” 

“I’m the disciplinarian,” Felix said haughtily. “Everyone else lets them get away with murder…so to speak.” 

“What are we supposed to do? Say no?” Avi asked. 

“Yes,” Zane and Felix said in unison, both sounding exasperated. 

“Have you seen those cute little faces? They look too much like you, kitten. I can’t say no to you either,” Avi defended, turning his pleading glance into the camera. 

“That’s true,” Felix admitted. “They are the cutest children alive.” 

Avi rolled his eyes. “Whatever, that’s why there’s four of us. You get to be the mean ones and Asa and I are the fun ones. Everybody wins.” 

TinfoilTiara: Would we ever consider doing a reality show, Kardashian style. 

He pointed out the comment to Felix, laughing as he tried to imagine a television crew following them around day and night. “That’s a hard pass for me.” 

“Yeah, the world isn’t ready for that,” Felix agreed, then leaned forward, scanning the questions. “How do we handle jealousy in a relationship with four people?” he murmured. “A relationship?” he asked, feigning confusion. “I’ll assume you mean friendship.” He turned to glance at the other three. “Well, how do we handle it?” 

“Poorly,” Zane said. “Next question.” 

Felix grinned, his wide smile blinding on camera. “Now, Zaney, we promised to answer properly. We schedule check-ins. Emotional transparency helps. We’ve tried to go about it diplomatically but that…didn’t go well.” 

Zane remembered the cuddle hierarchy chart debacle and the color-coded sex chart–yep, they’d tried it. Didn’t go well was an understatement. If people thought toddlers didn’t like rules or organization, they’d never seen Asa and Avi when they were denied pretty much anything. 

“Jealousy dies when you realize nobody else could survive living with these two,” Asa said with a smirk pointing between Zane and Felix.

“Right, we’re the problem,” Felix said, rolling his eyes. 

Zane poked his husband in the ribs. “Do you see what I have to put up with?” 

Sometimes Zane hated their public personas. It felt like putting on a suit that was too tight. They were caricatures of themselves. That was the only way Zane could describe it. 

“Who’s the most dominant,” Avi read, then snapped his mouth shut when he realized he’d voiced that question out loud. 

“Depends? What room are we in?” Felix asked with a smirk, taking another sip of his wine. 

Here we go. 

Zane picked up his glass—water goblet, really—and downed the second half in one go, making Avi snort. 

Asa leered into the camera. “Zane knows the answer. I’m sure you all do.” 

“Pass,” Zane said, the word slightly slurred. A million comments scrolled with thumbs down and people reminding him that he’d promised to be honest. “Okay, fine. Avi? Who do you think is the most dominant?” 

Avi appeared to ponder it for a moment, then said, “Spiritually? Felix. Technically? Asa.”

Zane took Felix’s glass from his nimble fingers, then drained that too. 

“Pace yourself, Lois,” Asa warned. “You know how loose-lipped you get when you drink.” 

Zane slow-blinked at his husband. “That ship ‘as sailed…” 

People started commenting with wine glass emojis encouraging Zane to keep going. Felix took the bottle from the table and refilled both their glasses, clinking his with Zane’s. “In for a penny or however that expression goes,” Felix said. 

Zane was feeling much more comfortable, thoughts bubble wrapped like nothing could hurt him. 

Zane squinted, looking for the next question. 

MulvaneyTruthNetwork: Why does Asa call you Lois? 

Zane blew out a breath through his closed lips, sounding like he was blowing a raspberry. “Is that not self-explanatory?” 

“Behave, Lois,” Asa murmured, then looked at the camera. “Because he's a crime reporter,” Asa said. “Like Lois Lane.” 

Zane giggled. “And also cuz the night we met, I ‘cused him of bein’ a supervillain,” Zane sighed dreamily. “Then he took me home and proved it.” 

“All night long,” Asa confirmed. “And then I never let him go.” 

GaggedByThePoly: Freaks. 

WestAndOscarAreInChargeNow: It's amazing.

TwinksAgainstTime: For your next million subscribers please do a whole episode drunk. You’re so cute like this.

Like what? Drunk? Was he drunk? Yeah, he was drunk. That’s okay. Asa was there. He wouldn’t let anything bad happen. 

GaggedByThePoly: You make it sound like you chained him up in your basement. 

Zane read it out loud, another giggle falling from his lips. “Actually it was a radiator in his bathroom.” 

Felix gave a knowing smile. “Kinky.” 

GaggedByThePoly: How do you keep the bruises consensual?

“That’s a crazy fucking question, but whatever,” Zane said. “Oops, I said fuck. Guess this video’s getting demonetized. Oh, well. What was the question? Oh, bruises. Short answer: I ask for them.” 

“And he color-codes them,” Felix added cheerily, his words just the slightest bit fuzzy around the edges. “Purple means he cried. Gold means he begged.”

Zane laughed a little too hard at that. “They’re gonna believe we have some kind of chart on the bedroom wall.” 

ArchiTechLover: I wanna hear what Asa and Avi have to say. 

“About what? My bruises? I bet you do, Archi.” He turned glassy eyes to his husband, giving him a loopy smile. “How do we keep them consensual, baby?” 

“He signed a waiver,” Asa deadpanned. 

“It’s true. I notarized it,” Avi added. 

Zane snorted. “People are gonna think you’re serious.” 

Asa shrugged. “That’s on them.” 

Zane’s hands slid under Felix’s sleeveless sweater, petting the silky skin beneath, pulling a little gasp from him. 

BarbequeButMakeItBondage: They’re literally all over each other right in front of us. 

Zane’sBruisesDotCom: They don’t even care who knows.

PolyHo4Life: What I wouldn’t give to be the meat in that sandwich. 

IShipTwincestButImSorry: You can have the twinks, I’ll take the twins. 

TwinsWithBenefits: How do you divide bedtime between four people? 

Avi smirked at the question, then repeated it. “It’s like Tetris, but with more lube.” 

Zane buried his face in Felix’s neck, snickering. Felix brought his hand to Zane’s hair, petting him. “Sometimes we play rock-paper-scissors.” 

“We have a calendar,” Asa said.

Zane lifted his head just to say, “U’sally we just go by whoever looks most unhinged at the end of the day and they get first dibs on the cuddles.”

Felix pressed a kiss to Zane’s chin. “Zaney almost always wins.”

“I’m needy,” he admitted, with a huff. 

 “Yeah, you are,” Asa growled into Zane’s ear.

He couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped or the way he had to shift his lower body, grinding against Felix. “I’s not my fault. I have trauma.” 

“Yeah, you do, baby,” Felix crooned. 

The chat exploded immediately. 

Zane’sBruisesDotCom: You guys heard that right?

TwinsWithBenefits: That’s so hot

Zane’sBruisesDotCom: He’s so f’g sexy.

TwinsWithBenefits: I want him to crack me like a glow stick. 

PolyHo4Life: Just…wow. 

Asa’s palm hit the back of Zane’s neck once more, his fingers threading into the hair, then tugging it. The little tension left in Zane drained from him, his thoughts quieting immediately. God, he just wanted them to take him upstairs. He needed…something. 

ZaneKnowsTooMuch: Did he just scruff him like a cat?

BruisesAsLoveLanguage That’s so hot

ZaneKnowsTooMuch: Look at his face. It's like he took a Xanax. He loves that shit. 

BruisesAsLoveLanguage: They really need to start an OnlyFans, they’ll break the internet. 

BruisePatternAnalysis: Or end up in prison. 

Felix pretended to adjust his position to see the screen better, but mostly just succeeded in grinding his ass against Zane’s half-hard cock. 

A bark of laughter erupted as Felix found a question. 

TwinsWithBenefits: Is there anything going on between the twins? 

Asa and Avi had the audacity to look shocked, like they hadn’t shared dozens of hookups in the past before he and Felix arrived. 

“No,” Asa barked. 

“Definitely not,” Zane and Felix said in unison. 

 Avi gave them a disgusted look. “Yeah, don’t be gross. Freaks.” 

Comment after comment came in claiming they didn’t believe them. 

“They don’ b’lieve you,” Zane said, then hiccuped. 

Avi leaned into the camera, taking up most of the frame to say, “We do sometimes lie on top of each other like otters.” He smacked his palms together. “But only so we don’t float away from each other.” 

“Avi!” Felix admonished. 

Zane giggled. “They’re weird ‘bout it though. No eye contact. If you don’t make eye contact it's not gay.” 

“I don’t think gay is their concern, Lois,” Asa said. 

“Yeah, pretty sure the world knows we’re hella gay,” Avi agreed. 

Zane frowned. “Oh…is it a twinces’ thing?” 

Asa chuckled. “Yes, Lois. I’m pretty sure that’s it.” 

IShipTwincestButImSorry: Have you ever had to explain bruises to the pediatrician?

“Have we ever had to explain bruises to the pediatrician? I’m gonna assume you mean on Lois and not on our—their—children,” Asa corrected. He looked at Zane, his gaze pinning him in place. “Have you?” 

Zane blushed to the roots of his hair, then nodded. “They made us do a ‘safe at home’ screening when they saw the rope marks on my wrist. Now there’s a note on file in our chart.” 

Felix grimaced. “It’s laminated.” 

Asa leaned into Zane and Felix’s space, reading over their shoulders. 

CallChildProtectiveServices: I dare you to answer every single question we ask honestly until the end of the live? 

Zane scoffed. “What are we? Five? Do you double-dog dare us?” 

“Let's do it,” Avi said. 

“Avi,” Felix groaned. 

“What? You can’t back down from a dare.” 

“Well, there goes our careers,” Zane muttered. 

CallChildProtectiveServices: Are you four in a relationship?

They all exchanged glances, then Felix said, “You could call it that, sure.” A bunch of people in the comments said that was a non-answer. Felix shrugged. “It's the truth.” 

ChokeMeAsa: Does Felix also get punished?

PutTheTwinsInJail: Oh, that’s a good one. Yeah, if you guys are into DD, does that mean you both get disciplined?

 Zane asked, reading the next question. “Disciplined by who? Or whom? Whom?” he asked Felix, so close his eyes crossed, making him blink. 

“I do the punishing,” Felix purred. “Don’t I, baby?” 

“Yes,” Avi and Zane said at the same time. 

Zane couldn’t stop the bark of laughter that erupted. They were fucked. They were so fucked now. 

There were just a slew of shocked emojis. 

FitWithFelix: Do you guys have family text threads and is there one for just sex stuff? 

Asa shrugged. “Yes, next question.” 

“Does everyone in your house have a safeword?” Avi asked, then gave Zaney a heated once over, tipping his chin up to meet his gaze. “There’s only one person in our house who needs one. Right, Zaney?” 

Zane swallowed another breathy sound, nodding like a bobblehead, finally managing to say, “Mm.” 

DomesticDisciplineDaddy: Aren’t you jealous, Felix?

PolyHo4Life: You let your husband touch your brother-in-law like that? 

ChokeMeAsa: Wow. That’s insane behavior. 

FitWithFelix: I think it's hot. 

“Why would he be jealous?” Zane asked, his smirk salacious. “You should see what I let Felix do to me.” 

PolyHo4Life: Do tell

“Don’t make it weird,” Zane said, nuzzling Felix’s neck until he was squirming. 

“So I guess we’re being honest for real-for real,” Felix murmured, low enough for just the others to hear him. 

AreTheyHitmenTho: Do you think it’s ethical to raise children in such an environment?

“Mom? Is that you?” Zane deadpanned. 

“What environment? Loved? Cared for by multiple people? What environment is it you mean?” Felix asked. 

MulvaneyManiac: What’s a typical day like in your household? 

“Finally, a normal question,” Zane said, then looked at Felix. 

“Hmm,” Felix said. “Well, I guess we all get up and get ready for our day. Zane makes us breakfast and then we all go to work. Sometimes Avi and I drive together because our offices are so close. We drop the boys off at the babysitters a couple days a week but they stay with Zane if he doesn’t have a super busy day.” 

Zane nodded. “After Asa gets home, I stop working and start dinner. Usually, someone helps me. Then the kids get a bath, bedtime stories and bed. Then the grown-ups watch something on tv or play a game, then we go to bed. We’re actually really boring.” 

BrendaWins2143: Are you saying Avi and Felix are there when Asa’s disciplining you? Are you saying they watch? Where are the children when this debauchery is happening?

Zane rolled his eyes, waving a hand around. “It's called a sex attic, Brenda. And it's open round the clock. We just said the kids are sleeping. Doors are a thing, too, weirdo.” 

Felix snickered. “I love drunk Zane.” 

“Dad won’t,” Asa said, voice fond as his fingertips brushed the nape of his neck softly. 

TrollsNDaDungeon: Aren’t you worried your kids will grow up to be freaks like you. 

Felix smirked at the camera. “They’re Mulvaneys. Of course, they will.” 

TrollsNDaDungeon: Does the rest of the family know you guys are in a poly relationship? 

Zane looked around at the others. “Did we say we were in a poly relationship? Did I miss a pre’ ssreleash? Or are you just in-inferring it?” he asked, pointing an accusatory finger at the camera. 

TrollsNDaDungeon: You might as well have. Your brother-in-law is sitting in your lap, FFS. That’s not normal. 

“I’m sorry you don’t love your brother-in-law, dude. But don’t put that on us,” Avi said with a shrug, sliding an arm across Zane’s shoulders. 

TrollsNDaDungeon: You said you’d be honest. Are you in a poly relationship or not? Yes or no? 

“Yes.” “No.” Zane and Felix said at the same time, making the twins laugh. 

TrollsNDaDungeon: Yes to which one?

“I guess you’ll never know. You should be careful how you word your questions,” Asa said. “Moving on.”

K!nksterFinsta: Has your kink ever gotten so real Zane ended up in the hospital? 

Zane giggled. “Me? No.” 

K!nksterFinsta: But someone else has? 

“Me,” Asa said. “I once made Lois come so hard, he headbutted me and almost broke my nose.” 

Zane couldn’t stop the laughter that escaped. “Oh, my God. I forgot ‘bout that. There was s’ much blood I was sure I’d broken your nose. Then we had to explain how it happened to the ER doctors. Awkward…” 

“Then it ended up in the news and dad had a stroke,” Avi recalled fondly. 

Anon4FNM: Has anyone ever had to safeword? 

Zane bit his bottom lip, glancing at Asa from under inky lashes. “I’ll let Asa answer that.” 

“I’ve had to safeword,” Asa said, running the back of his hand down Zane’s cheek. “Because my freaky little husband is a pain slut and doesn’t know his own limits.” 

Anon4FNM: So you safeworded…but for him? 

Asa nodded, still looking at Zane with that look that melted his core like a nuclear reactor. “Yeah, despite what you guys might think, Zane likes what I do to him. I’m not secretly abusing him. No matter what the tabloids say.” 

“Yeah, you think I would let anyone hurt him while I was living under the same roof, if he didn’t want it?” Felix asked, scanning for another question. “BarBeeGurl wants to know if it’s true Asa’s bitten you so often that you have a permanent scar? If so, where and will you show it?” 

Zane peeled his gaze from Asa’s to blink at the camera, lids heavy and cock fully hard against Felix’s ass. “I’m not embarrassed by it.” He pulled the loose fitting sweater from his shoulder, revealing the permanent bite mark on his shoulder, then gave his husband another heated look. “I love that he can’t control himself around me.” 

JustHereForTheChaos: Maybe you should seek psychiatric help instead of letting your husband turn you into a chew toy. 

Zanarchy101: If you’re jealous, Chaos, just say so and move on. 

ChokeMeAsa: If Zane doesn’t want him anymore, I’ll take him.

“Zane wants him,” Zane said. “Badly. All the time.” 

“I think maybe it's time to end this live, before we get you booted permanently off of YouTube for deviant behavior,” Felix said, then laughed softly. “I think baby needs to sober up before he says something he can’t take back.” 

“Felix is right,” Asa agreed. “Say goodbye, Lois.” 

Zane gave a friendly wave. “Goodbye, Lois. Thanks for ten million. Hope you had fun.” 

Felix discontinued the live, turning in Zane’s arms until he was straddling his lap. He gave Zane a deep kiss, then sighed against his lips. He glanced from Avi to Asa. “On a scale of one to full-scale meltdown, how bad do you think Thomas is going to take what just happened?” 

“At this point, if the scandal isn’t us standing over a pile of bodies, I don’t think he cares anymore,” Avi said. 

“Yeah, if they’re talking about our poly relationship, they’re not talking about our kills.” 

“Are you taking me to the se‘xattic now?” Zane asked, voice pleading. 

“You’re pretty drunk, Lois?” Asa booped Felix’s nose. “You both are.” 

Zane scoffed. “You’ve done things to me that could be categorized as felonies when I’m drunk. Who cares? It's not like Felix and I aren’t fully consenting.” He leaned into Asa’s space. “Are you gonna do the thing to me tonight? I think it might be easier if I’m a’least a little drunk.” 

“I think you and Felix should take a bath first, then we’ll reevaluate the situation,” Asa said. 

“Boo,” Zane jeered loudly. 

“Don’t think I won’t take you to the attic just to beat your cute little ass. There’s a brand new paddle with your name on it.” 

Zane shivered. “Promises, promises.” 

Asa huffed out a laugh. “To be continued, Lois. Go take a bath.”