Later.

Jackson sat on the floor across from Carlos. For some reason Jackson let him back into his dorm, too weak to say no when the guy sincerely apologized and practically begged for forgiveness. Now the two of them were simply sitting, asking questions to one another. "You never did tell me why you licked me." Carlos tensed, his eyes diverting to the floor.

"I don't know why either to be honest." The hispanic looked back up, a smile gracing his lips. "It only started this morning, now whenever I or something else of mine gets dirty I kind of just- y'know." Jackson raised an eyebrow.

"You lick things clean now?"

"Well I lick, nibble, suck, anything really. Its been really weird, but it isn't disgusting. It just feels natural." Carlos smiled at Jackson. "Who knows, maybe I just got a taste of you and figured everything else must taste as good." Jackson looked away, a blush creeping up onto his face. "You are so cute."

Jackson stood up, his face hot. He still wasn't used to Carlos' affection. It seemed so weird to him, though something in him wanted more. Like he would never truly be satisfied with what he has. "Why don't we continue the game? It seems ready to play." Carlos rolled his eyes but stood up as well, making his way to the corner the game was in. "Oh look, the pieces are up and moving again, they must be ready."

Carlos chuckled and got up to the board, watching his little penguin flap about in the spot. He was a bit **** about it, but Jackson didn't seem too bothered about it so he would keep playing with him. "It really is a funky game. Where did yo-" A knock came from the door. Carlos looked confused as Jackson ran over to open it. When the door revealed a guy Carlos couldn't help but frown, and then when Jackson smiled at the man he had to restrain himself from running over there to slam the door himself. "Who's that?"

The burly man turned to the voice, frowning at the sight of Carlos. " Jackson, you didn't mention others." Both of the guys glared at each other, their faces more than displeased. Jackson chuckled nervously stepping between the two guys.

"Jeff meet Carlos. Carlos, Jeff." They didn't even nod. Jackson once again laughed nervously before walking up to Jeff and grabbing his hand. Carlos narrowed his eyes at the action, a feeling of rage bubbling up in him. He led the man to the game before letting go and going back to close the door.

Jeff was first to speak, his voice deep and sharp. "Nice to meet you. Sorry, I thought this was going to be a one on one thing." Carlos huffed, crossing his arms.

"Likewise."

Jackson coughed, pulling the attention once again. "How about we just play? Get to know one another." Both of the guys looked back to the board, one confused one ****.

"I didn't expect to actually be hanging out." Jeff's once harsh voice turned into amused. He looked back at Jackson who was blushing, "Sure man. I guess I'll play."

Carlos answered, his voice slightly strained to be polite. "It is all automated. Just grab a token and then draw." Jackson walked up to join them, smiling shyly. "We may have started earlier, but its becoming a nightly thing it seems. With little progress." Jeff shrugged and went to the box reaching for a token. He pulled out a random one.

"No difference to me, just means I get to see this little guy each night now." Carlos once again glared as Jeff placed his token down. The sound of crackling electricity came from the board. The new token woke up, its body shaking out with a huff. The polar bear was now ready to play. "What now?"