Just The Right Fit - ((Fain & Amer))

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"Well he looks younger than 23 to me and he's somebody's kid your bedding," Fain said quite rationally.

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Grey frowned at Fain, "And Ame's my brother, he said, though with an arm around Tripp as Amer and Tripp chatted aimlessly.

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"I don't suppose it matters. After all, Amer is my mate and we will be together so this bickering is rather pointless," Fain said in a bored tone.

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Grey frowned, folding his arms. "Just do right by him," Grey frowned, as every male at the table nodded.

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"I promise. The little putz already knows he has me wrapped around his finger," Fain huffed. "I need some lessons on assertion or something."

He laughed as Tripp wiggled a finger in front of Grey's face as if to remind him that he was as well.

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Grey nipped at that finger, as Amer replied with a "Damn straight."

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Fain couldn't help but to chuckle. The bearers were so damned cute.

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Dinner was finished and everyone headed home, Amer breathing a sigh of relief. So his borthers approved of Fain (for the most part) and that was all that really mattered.

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"So i guess I didn't mess that up too much, eh?" Fain asked as he gripped his mate's hand, threading their fingers together.

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Amer swung their hands a bit. "No, you were wonderful, for the most part. My family's a little hard to impress."

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"I see. You seemed to get along well with their mates though. Do you suppose we bearers will ever be that way?" He mused.

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"Eh, I don't know. I like Tripp, we share the common purpose of annoying the hell out of Grey. I don't get along with like---all bearers, but those guys--they're all I got. I might as well like em. "Amer shrugged.

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"They seem like an interesting couple," Fain said, "Grey doesn't look like the type who takes anys hit and yet I saw that make of his poke and prod at him all night. Funny how matehood does a man."

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"Yes. Tripp and I are kindred spirts." he grinned, poking his mate to prove his point.

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"That's just because you secretly wanna feel me up," he joked, catching his mate's hand and nipping the palm.