forum The Onyx Reapers

Started March 24, 2018 by @Mark_Is_Male group

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Ace quickly joined in, a girl with blonde hair and green eyes kicking the ball to him, he smirked, running with the ball and kicked it into the net, a few of his friends giving him a high five.

Floyd let out a long whistle of approval, his hands on his hip area. “Not to shabby!” He said, winking at his friend.

Ace laughed, although he quickly focused back on the game when somebody kicked the ball to him, he smirked, passing it to Floyd.

Floyd quickly received the ball, hurrying down the square. A man came at him, and he faked left, causing the man to stumble and almost fall. He kicked the ball roughly, shooting it into the goal. One of the guys he recognized from the academy smacked him on the back, half getting Floyd in an affectionate choke hold.

Ace jumped up, hands above his head as he cheered, giving a high five to Aster, who was latched onto his arm, jumping up and down like a little kid.

Floyd laughed, slipping out of the other man’s grip, standing there for a moment to chat happily with him. They seemed to jokingly offende each other before the man jogged off, and Floyd jogged back to Ace and Aster. “Not too bad, huh?”

"You never told you could play soccer!" Ace said, quoting Floyd from all that time ago (That does not make sense oh well).

(It’s whatever)

Floyd laughed and jokingly shoved Ace. “Yeah yeah, keep talking!”

Ace smiled, catching himself as he stumbled backwards.

"Come on, the game's not over yet!" he cried, pulling his friends back into the 'field'. As the time went on, more and more people came to watch, them seeing their king was a big deal, let alone watching him play soccer with their children. Ace laughed as he played, passing the ball to the others as he ran around. He felt like a normal nineteen year old for once, and he loved it.

Floyd smiled and laughed with delight, as he ran around the ‘feild’ with the other kids. He passed and kicked the ball around, before passing it over to Ace. “Shoot it in!” He called.

Ace nodded, running and getting the ball, running towards the net, although he was pushed away from the ball by a kid twice his size. Ace fell to the ground with a loud groan, and quickly jumped up, running towards the boy with a limp, he kicked the ball away from him, turning around and running back to the opposing teams net, running past his opponents, he kicked it in, winning the game.

“Come on, that had to of been a foul!” Floyd had shouted when Ace was shoved. But his expression lit up when his friend got up and scored the goal. He ran over, throwing his arms roughly around Ace and messing up his hair in a friendly manner.

Ace blushed, giving Floyd a gentle squeeze as he was tackled by Aster and the green eyed girl.

Floyd let him go to get tackled and watched, chuckling. He heard someone call his name, and turned to see Nick in the crowd. He jogged over to his older brother slowly. “Nick? I thought you’d be working,” he said.

“It’s my shop, I can take off when I please,” Nick responded with a shrug. “Still with your little boy toy?”

“Hey, come on man, don’t be a bastard,” he grumbled, giving his brother a punch in the shoulder.

Nick slapped Floyd’s hand away with a deep laugh. “Don’t get all pissed, I’m just fucking around. Besides, I don’t want another lecture from Cassie, snitch.”

Aster poked Ace's shoulder, nodding his head behind him. When he turned around he spotted Floyd talking to Nick. He smiled, saying goodbye to his friends and limping up to the two taller guys, jumping onto his friend's back, wrapping his arm's around his neck to keep from falling.

"Hello Nick!" He said, a blush and smile spread across his face.

Floyd took a step foreword to stready himself when Ace jumped onto him, and he held onto his friends legs to keep him up. Nick gave Floyd a quick look, then gave Ace one of his common, devilish smile.

“Hey, Ace. How’s it goin’?” Nick asked.

"Great, we scared some dickhead who hurt Cassie today, he screamed like a little girl!" Ace said, stumbling over his words just a bit. He rested his chin on Floyd's shoulder, nuzzling close for a second before looking back towards Nick.

"How are you?"

Floyd did his best to avoid the heat rising in his face. Nick would never let him live this down..

“Oh yeah? Ryan I’m guessing. God what I wouldn’t give to run him through with a pretty sword… And I’m doing decent, been very busy. How about you? Is being King as fun as it sounds?” Nick asked with a sly grin.

Ace nodded, rolling his eyes when he mentioned the whole 'beig a king' thing.

"It's HORRIBLE, well it's not that bad, but I got rid of the whole 'Royal Council' thing, that was real bullshit, they tried forcing me to marry a GIRL, like, they know I'm gay, so that was confusing, and then because they are gone I get to do all of the paperwork that my father did when he was alive and then theirs." He complained, whimpering a bit.

"If it wasn't for this meathead here I would still be stuck in my office still." He smiled, ruffling Floyd's hair, flashing Nick an adorable smile.

Nick nodded slowly, and laughed a tad. “Damn, sounds like you need to hire a new council, your highness,” Nick stated. “And him? Really? Hell, I thought he’d be somewhere fucking around with his little pals.”

Floyd rolled his eyes, shaking his head slowly. “Go home, Nicholas.”

Nick reached out, lightly smacking Floyd in the forehead. “Watch your mouth, boy, I’ll break your nose for that.”

Damian giggled as he watched the two brothers interaction.

"It's the least he can do after I made him General." Ace said, sticking his head up, faking a snobby act.

"Onward peasant!" He said, moving his legs so they tapped Floyd's sides, although he dropped the act when he made eye contact with Nick, resting his forehead on his friend's shoulder and laughing at himself.

Floyd laughed and shook his head. “Better watch your tone or you’ll be on the ground in a second,” he threatened jokingly.

Nick let out a suggestive whistle. “God damn, get a room if your going to be pulling that kind of shit, Floyd,” he commented.

“I should kick your ass!” Floyd exclaimed in response.

Ace let out a squeal, holding onto Floyd even tighter, his face turning a nice shade of red as he buried his face in his friends neck out of embarrassment, listening to Floyd yell at his brother.

Nick laughed at that and gave Floyd a quick, friendly slap. “I should go open up the shop again,” he said, giving a wave before turning on his heel and heading away.

“Yeah, you better leave, bastard!” Floyd hollered, shaking his head. “Sorry about him, Ace. I told you, he’s kind of a dick.”

Ace wiggled in Floyd's grip, his face still red as he nodded.

"It's fine." He said, realizing the situation he was now in he tapped on Floyd's shoulder, "C-can you put me down now?"