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A/N: there IS non-con in this so I'll put in bold letters where it starts and where it ends in case you want to skip that part.

Duncan led Mike to the bedroom and pushed him into the room. This room had a king sized bed and Mike didn't have to even think twice about it, he knew he'd be living the vision that Mal had when he designed it. Everything looked extremely expensive and in any other situation this would be a great place for a romantic weekend getaway.

"It's nice, isn't it?" Duncan asked Mike and nudged him a few inches closer to the bed. "You really did think of it all for us."

"It's spacious." Mike told Duncan even though he knew it wasn't the answer he wanted. "Much more room then the small bed at Izzy's. I can have my space and you can have your space."

"You know that's not the answer I want to hear, Darling." Duncan told Mike and started to pull on his shirt to take it off.

"Wait!" Mike put his hands up against Duncan's chest. "I...need to use the bathroom..."

"Fine..." Duncan groaned and moved away from the door. "It's down the hall, I'm sure you can find it."

"You're letting me use the bathroom?" Mike asked Duncan, slightly surprised he was allowing this.

"I've waited this long, I can wait 10 more minutes." Duncan sat on the bed and started to take his own shirt off. "That's exactly what I'm giving you, 10 minutes and then I'm coming for you."

"Thanks." Mike flashed Duncan a quick smile and put his hand on the doorknob to open it.

"Oh, before you try anything funny I just want you to know that when you were in a better position and designed this place, you thought of it all and the doors have locks that can be opened with keys." Duncan let out a chuckle as he told Mike that. "So, if you think you can just lock yourself away from me, you thought wrong. I found the keys and I am prepared to open any door you attempt to lock on me."

"Do I at least get privacy for those 10 minutes?" Mike asked and rolled his eyes. "Can I lock the door for that amount of time?"

"I don't see why not." Duncan shrugged. "When you leave the bathroom, save some time and come out naked since it seems you have issues with me undressing you."

"You expect me to walk down the hallway completely naked?" Mike asked.

"I do." Duncan told him. "It's just us living here, it's not a big deal and it's what I want you to do and so you're doing it."

"Duncan, just promise me you won't drug me again?" Mike asked Duncan as he walked into the hallway and took his shirt off where Duncan could see him doing it and tossed it into the bedroom. "See? I'm being Mal for you right now and cooperating. No drugs needs...hehe..."

"Ten minutes starting now." Duncan rolled his eyes at Mike's pathetic attempt at pleasing him, he didn't want Mike at all and knew he wasn't going to make this easy for him when his 10 minutes were up. Duncan knew he had a lot of setting up to do in that amount of time.

Mike hurried to the bathroom to pee and that took him about 2 minutes so he still had some time and started to pace around the bathroom. It was beautiful and he couldn't wait to shower in here alone and away from Duncan, however Duncan could easily join him in the shower anytime he decided to unlock the door. Mike removed his pants and when they hit the floor heard his medication rattle in the bottle.

"Where the hell am I supposed to hide this?" Mike asked himself as he reached into his pocket to fish the bottle out before Duncan caught him with them.

'Have you tried in the sink with the ravioli?' Mike heard a voice ask him with a chuckle behind it.

"Why is it always the bathroom?" Mike asked. "Do you just like to look at your own dick?"

'No, I'd much rather look at Sweetie's.' Mal informed him. 'Aren't you going to compliment me on how beautiful I made this place?'

"No..." Mike muttered. "I don't even want him to hear me talking at all..."

'So, would you like to fill Daddy in on what his little bitch has been up to with you?' Mal ask with a laugh. 'While I'm sure you hate it, I'm sure I'd love to know.'

"You're acting like you don't know..." Mike whispered.

'I don't.' Mal admitted. 'The connection merely started when it started to wear off. You're due.'

"I never in a million years thought I'd say this but I wish you would come back." Mike admitted. "He force feeds me, he forces me to cuddle up with him and he's constantly touching me. Right now? I'm being timed in here, he's demanding sex."

'Woaaahhhh!' Mal laughed and seemed shocked by Mike's statement. 'I'd say you've got it made. It's hard for me to get him to do anything like that. I normally have to coax my Sweetie to do any of that, though I will say he's gotten better at listening.'

"He won't listen to me!" Mike practically hissed at Mal. "He jizzed in his pants on the way here and babbled some shit about yogurt!"

'Did he? How adorable and naughty of him...' Mal practically purred that response into Mike's head. 'Such a naughty little bitch he is. I hope you spanked him for that, he knows he's not supposed to do that.'

"I most certainly did not." Mike muttered. "I told him I don't want to smell that or see that ever again."

'Then you're in for a bad night.' Mal laughed. 'When he cums, he cums a lot but he won't until you do it so he builds a lot up for you.'

"I'm going to tell him not tonight." Mike informed Mal as he went to the sink, scooped up some water and took one of his pills. "Where should I put these?"

'There's a box on that shelf over there.' Mal instructed Mike to a bottom shelf filled with various random items. 'It's kind of my junk box, throw them in there and if he finds them just tell him you didn't know they were in there.'

Mike walked over to the box and tossed them in the box and covered it with some more junk, hoping that Duncan wouldn't end up finding them and then took his underwear off and kicked them in front of the shower that he was hoping to be able to use when he was done with this.

'What the fu-' Mal was about to say as he was laughing.

"He insisted on it." Mike muttered with a blush as he cut Mal off.

'He's getting more and more adorable by the second, ain't he Mikey?' Mal laughed. 'Once you start caring for him he'll simmer down.'

"No..." Mike muttered at Mal. "Any chance you can take over for this horrible evening he has in store?"

"Hello?" Mike asked again and waited a few seconds and heard nothing. Mike sighed when he realized his time was up when he heard Duncan loudly slam a door at the end of the hallway and Mike assumed it was a warning to get his ass back in the bedroom.

(Here's your warning to skip if it bothers you! Look for the next bold part where it ends.)

Mike quickly walked down the hallway and stood in front of the door and took a deep breath before turning the knob. When he entered the room he found the lights turned off and Duncan had lit candles for this, for him...no for Mal.

Duncan was laying on the bed naked and had an erect dick that honestly scared Mike. Duncan immediately sat up when he heard the door open and had the biggest smile on his face as he looked up Mike's naked body. Mike felt humiliated knowing what he was looking at and what he wanted and put his hands over his crotch to cover himself.

"Don't." Duncan instructed Mike to remove his hands. "I've...I've missed this."

"No...no..." Mike told Duncan and kept his hands in front of his crotch and pressed his bare ass and back up against the door. "Not tonight Sweetiepie...I'm...very tired."

"I was good for you today." Duncan told Mike and traced circles on the blanket he was on. "I've taken really good care of you, don't you think you should take care of me?"

"Mayb-uh, maybe tomorrow?" Mike suggested.

"It's been so long, Mal..." Duncan sighed. "I don't want to wait anymore."

"Duncan!" Mike yelled. "Go to bed, right now!"

"C'mere, Darling." Duncan patted the bed next to him. "Don't make this difficult. If you play nice with me, I'll play nice with you."

"Wha-what's that mean?" Mike asked Duncan as he put his arms down giving Duncan a full view of what he wanted.

Duncan stood up from the bed and walked over to Mike and grabbed him by his wrists and gently pushed him on the bed and started to kiss Mike's chest, planting gentle kisses and making sure Mike could feel ever single one touching him.

"Duncan, this is rap-" Mike went to say but Duncan put a finger to his lips and shushed him.

"We're married." Duncan told him. "We do this almost every night. Let me take care of you, Mal."

Duncan continued to kiss Mike's chest and slowly made his way to Mike's neck and finally his lips and that's when it became showtime. Duncan placed his hands on Mike's face and kissed his lips gently. After a few minutes of planting kisses on Mike's lips and having him groan in displeasure, he tried to press his tongue on Mike's teeth but couldn't get Mike to open his mouth even a little so Duncan decided to bite down on Mike's lower lip.

"Duncan, that really hur-" Mike finally went to say and Duncan put his tongue in Mike's mouth and started to make out with him. Mike didn't know what to do, it was getting hard to not move his own tongue out of Duncan's tongue's way so he found himself pushing with his to try to get him to back off.

'Don't bite him...' Mike reminded himself. 'Just keep pushing his tongue away with your own.'

Mike was doing this for a few minutes with Duncan, trying to fight this from happening when he realized that he wasn't actually pushing his tongue out, he was accidentally making out with Duncan and THAT was why he wasn't giving up. The movement he was making was Duncan actually getting him to do what he wanted. Mike's tongue was going in circles, on top and over that he didn't even realize that his tongue was now in Duncan's mouth.

"Good job, Darling." Duncan finally told Mike when they broke away from the kiss and Mike realized that he wasn't actually good at it based on the spit he had everywhere.

"It wasn't." Mike told Duncan and went to turn his head away.

"You just need a little more practice." Duncan smiled at Mike as he said this. "You haven't kissed me in a long time."

"That was a great kiss, Duncan..." Mike managed to tell him. "I'm going to go to be-"

"We're already in bed." Duncan told Mike and planted more kisses on his lips and every kiss Mike was inching his way further up on the bed to escape the kisses, he was hoping Duncan didn't notice realized that wasn't the case when it seemed like Duncan was moving every inch with him. Eventually, Mike couldn't inch any further, his head had hit the headboard and there was nowhere else for him to go.

"Ow!" Mike yelled out as he felt his head bang up against it and allowed himself to slide his back down from the headboard to rest his head on the nearby pillow. He was surprised Duncan allowed this but he soon found out why Duncan gave him that small moment of time to adjust.

Duncan was waiting for this moment, he had to help Mike and make sure he was comfortable, it was his job. He backed away from Mike, who thought he was done and he went to Mike's dick and started to suck it while making eye contact with Mike the whole time.

"That feels so wet!" Mike gasped as Duncan did this.

Duncan took the whole thing in his mouth and used one hand to massage Mike's balls. Mike jumped when Duncan did this, it felt weird but Duncan didn't say anything to him, he just kept looking at Mike while he did this.

"You're not even getting hard from this?" Duncan pulled off Mike to ask him.

"Duncan, just stop." Mike told him. "No, I'm not and I'm never going to be because I am not him!"

"I'll take that as a challenge." Duncan smirked.

"What's that even meaaNNn!" Mike asked as he left out a moan and saw that Duncan was now licking in circle around the tip of his dick. "StOOmmmm..."

"I know what you like." Duncan stopped for a minute to tell Mike this. "I know you can moan a hell of a lot louder then that, Darling."

Mike closed his eyes and tried to hold in every moan, he was actually getting hard from Duncan doing this. He found out that his dick enjoyed every little swirl Duncan was doing to the tip of it. It only got worse for him when Duncan stopped doing that and started to tug on it.

Duncan gave it a few tugs, each one a little rougher then before and it was driving Mike crazy. Duncan knew by his face that Mike was trying so hard to fight back the pleasure that he was providing him with and decided to take his thumb and rub the tip in small circles, making Mike's dick start to twitch and glisten with precum.

"Mmmmmm..." Mike finally moaned and couldn't hold it in anymore. His body had won and wanted Duncan's touch on him enough to make him start to bucking into Duncan's hand for more friction.

"Looks like I got someone wound up." Duncan lightly laughed and flicked the tip of it. "Does someone want me to help him out?"

"Yes!" Mike yelled and arched his back up so Duncan could please him.

"What would you like help with, Darling?" Duncan asked and rubbed his thumb on Mike's throbbing penis, getting precum on his fingers and sticking it in his mouth. "You still taste amazing."

"Just...do...whatever works!" Mike moaned and tried to catch his breath.

"I really don't know what you think I can help you with, Mal." Duncan told Mike as he gave him a very light tug. "You're not being very clear with your instructions..."

"Oh wowmmmmmm..." Mike moaned and found himself like putty in Duncan's hands. He couldn't believe his body was betraying him like this. "Duncan, please?"

"Please to what?" Duncan asked fully aware of what Mike wanted him to do. "Tell me exactly what you want and I'll do it, Mal."

"Call mmmmmhhhmmme Mike." Mike moaned louder for Duncan who was now enjoying this and wrapped his hand around Mike's dick and moved it side to side.

"That's an odd request, Mal." Duncan rolled his eyes while continuing to jerk Mike off. Mike could hear the amusement in Duncan's tone and he was hating himself for allowing this to even happen. "Looks like someone's getting hard, isn't he?"

"Just fini-" Mike moaned as Duncan pulled on his erect member.

"Isn't he?" Duncan asked again. "I think someone wants to cum."

"Yes, I'm hard..." Mike panted as he tried to get some sort of friction from Duncan. Anything would work to get the job done.

"That's all you had to say, Darling." Duncan told Mike and then re positioned himself while Mike was attempting to get his hard on down. When it wouldn't go down, Mike decided he wanted to end this himself and he in his state of bliss went to reach down and grab his dick to finish.

"Naughty boy." Duncan slapped his hand away from there. "You have a Husband to help you with that."

Mike couldn't move, he was panting so hard that all his body wanted to do was get some relief and clearly Duncan knew at this point that he wasn't able to resist. Duncan moved Mike's legs and spread them even wider and started to plant kisses on the tip of Mike's dick to keep it wanting him.

"Thank you for pleasing me all these years." Duncan looked at Mike's dick as he said this, Mike could only moan in response.

Duncan stood up on the mattress leaving Mike confused and hard however he was starting to get the picture when Duncan squatted down and attempted to allign his ass hole to Mike's dick.

"Duncan...No." Mike told him while still hard as a rock. "Not now, not tonight."

"You always cum inside of me." Duncan shushed Mike and attempted to get it in again. "Tonight is no different, Darling."

Duncan went down one final time and that's when he found the entrance and Mike watched in shock as his dick slowly started to disappear in and out of Duncan.

"Ouuc-Oh, fuck..." Duncan moaned as he started to pick up his own pace. "I'm a bit ouMhhnnn of practice. It's been so long."

As Duncan was doing this, Mike found his dick oddly comfortable going in and out of Duncan's ass, he knew this was wrong but the way Duncan was having it hit in inside his walls was starting to make Mike moan, Duncan was doing all the work but Mike knew how much he wanted this so wasn't surprised.

Duncan's thrusts were starting to get more and more aggressive. He was speeding his pace up to make Mike moan even louder and more frequently. Duncan was loosening his hole up in the process all while letting out grunts and moans.

"Oh, no no..." Mike gasped and let out a moan, he was starting to lose his vision and see spots and then the next thing he knew, he felt his cockstart to feel warm and then the pain started to go away from his aching cock. "Ah, Mmmm Oh, Zoey that was m'azing..."

Mike left out a satisfied sigh along with an involuntary grunt as he released his load inside Duncan and sank his head as far down on the pillow as he could.

Mike assumed Duncan would calm down now, he got what he wanted and Duncan did nothing but moan when he came so when he started to close his eyes, he was shocked when he felt an extremely hard slap to the stomach, a slap that made him jump and echoed in the room.

"Ow!" Mike yelled as he went to sit up only to find Duncan holding him in place. "Just finish yourself off if you want more. That hurt!"

"Correct me if I'm wrong." Duncan spoke to Mike and held him in place. "What did you just say to me right now?"

"I..uh, said for you...finish yourself?" Mike mumbled to Duncan as he looked at his eyes, they were cold and looked like he wanted to kill him. "Duncan, Sweetiepie...Sweetheart?...Uh, Sweeti-"

"It's a little late for that Mike." Duncan groaned in annoyance at him. "You said her name after everything I did for you! Didn't you? You were picturing her the whole fucking time, weren't you?! That's never going to happen again and if it does, you're going to really regret it. Mal would never say her fucking name and you won't be either!"

Duncan left go of Mike who was attempting to get off the key and bolt for the door, any door really! Mike didn't get the chance to even make it off the bed, Duncan grabbed him and positioned him on his knees on the bed and shoved his head into the mattress. Duncan gave him a hard smack on his ass and Mike was fighting back the tears.

"Don't move." Duncan instructed him when he was done. "Look, I get it. You're scared right now and because of that, I'm not going to punish you for saying her name and thinking about her. If it happens again, we're going to have to try something else to get her out of your mind."

"Look, I'm not into yo-" Mike lifted him head up from the mattress and found himself starting to shake again.

"Stop shaking, Darling." Duncan told him in annoyance. "It's not cute anymore. We're going to teach you how to not say stupid things when we cum inside our Husband."

Duncan took one hand and stuck his index finger and thumb on the crack of Mike's ass cheeks and slowly spread them apart. Mike wanted to run but didn't want to piss Duncan off any more then he already managed to do so he forced himself to stop shaking, he wasn't going to let Duncan know he regretted saying Zoey's name in front of him to land himself in this mess.

"We're going to make sure you say the correct name of the person who is satisfying your needs and apparently helping you get off. That's what I think we should do, don't you Mike?"

"Y-yes Duncan..." Mike let out a muttered response to make sure Duncan knew he was paying attention to him and using his name.

"You're lucky I'm being nice to you tonight, you really hurt my feelings." Duncan reminded Mike. "I'm picking giving you pleasure instead of pain and next time that won't be happening."

With Duncan having Mike's cheeks parted a bit he knew what was coming, he knew Duncan was going to fuck him and his body would betray him again. Mike knew Duncan couldn't see his face from behind so he closed his eyes and hoped he could cum fast and be done with it.

Mike felt something enter him and it felt warm. Was Duncan slowly warming him up for this? Did Duncan lube himself up? He certainly didn't when he used Mike earlier. Duncan wasn't talking to him at all, Mike found that strange. As Duncan's penis went in him further, it was trying to make it in his hole swaying lightly from side to side.

'Duncan is pretty bad at this.' Mike thought to himself as he wondered if he should fake a moan for Duncan. 'Mal always was the most dominate of us, I guess he never let him stick it in him that much.'

"MmDuncan..." Mike gave a fake slow moan. "So good..."

Mike was surprised Duncan believed this but it seemed to make him pick up his pace even more. He was still having a hard time getting his dick in the hole but he was poking it every 2 or 3 seconds not missing a beat. Mike then felt Duncan spread him wider and he felt Duncan changing his angle to attempt to get inside the hole a bit more. Mike felt him bobbing his dick up and down and it felt extremely wet.

'Duncan can't even get it in at all.' Mike rolled his eyes. 'Mal if you're listening to this, you did a terrib-Oh, Mmm...Okay, he's picking up the pace by-swirling it in circles? He's not using his dick at all! This fucker is going to town and eating my ass out.'

"Duncan, do you have your tong-oHHmmhmmm in my ass?" Mike moaned the question as he put his head down a little more to see his own dick getting hard.

"Ummhmmm..." Duncan replied not removing his tongue at all as he traced his tongue around the entrance to Mike's hole before poking the entrance with the tip once again.

'That answers that.' Mike thought to himself as he found himself grunting and involuntarily shoving his ass in Duncan's face, giving him even more access. 'Oh no, I just gave him even more access.'

Duncan removed his tongue and decided to try something. He spread Mike's ass cheeks as much as he could using both hands and gave it a full lick from the bottom to the top and then circled around the entrance of Mike's hole making Mike moan the loudest he ever had since he brought him home.

"Ohhhh..." Mike panted and moaned as Duncan started to tongue his hole again. "Mmmm Dunc-urgmmm."

'Do I tell him I need to cum?' Mike thought to himself. 'I need this so muc-'

Duncan removed his face from Mike's ass and gave Mike's penis few tugs, it didn't take much but Mike came on the bed sheets, everything was starting to feel fuzzy and Mike didn't remember anything else after that.

(Warning ends here)

The next morning when Mike woke up, it was 4:45 a.m. and he felt sore and needed to pee. Duncan was not in bed but he did remember the schedule and assumed that Duncan was making breakfast.

Mike was surprised that he was under the blankets, that wasn't how he remembered it at all.

"Did he put me like this?" Mike asked as he felt his bladder begging him to go to the bathroom. Throwing the blanket off of himself he decided to try to open the closed door and found that Duncan didn't lock him in. He picked up his clothes off the floor and took them with him to the bathroom to get dressed.

Mike ran water over his face to get rid of the filth and shame from last night and looked at himself in the mirror, noting just how shitty he truly looked.

"Never again, Duncan." Mike told himself as he splashed the water on his face and noticed he had a wedding band on his hand.

'Did he put his fucking wedding band on me?!' Mike thought to himself and found himself taking it off and slipping it in the pocket off his pants. 'You're lucky I don't flush this stupid thing.'

Mike couldn't bring himself to flush the damn thing on Duncan, even after everything he's done to him. Mike figured he'd better go take one of his pills and went to get them from the area Mal suggested he put them. Mike was bent down and had the bottle open as he poured one into his hand.

"Mike, don't scare me like that!" Duncan opened the bathroom door not even bothering to knock. Mike jumped when he heard Duncan come in like that and quickly dropped the bottle back where it was and pocketed his pill.

"Duncan, you scared the shit out of me!" Mike told Duncan and then sat on the edge of the tub and took a few deep breaths.

"I'm sorry." Duncan sat down on the edge of the tub and used one hand to rub Mike's back. "I went to wake you up for breakfast and you weren't in bed. I thought you somehow managed to get out on me."

'He says this like it's a normal conversation to have.' Mike thought as he rolled his eyes.

"Don't touch me." Mike inched away from Duncan who pulled him back by him almost instantly. "I can't stand you."

"Now, now..." Duncan placed his hand on Mike's leg and gave it a squeeze. "None of that. You made me so happy last night and I think you're getting used to the way things are going to be. Let's not ruin it, Darling."

Duncan leaned in to kiss Mike, he didn't know what he was going to do. After everything Duncan forced on him, he didn't want to kiss him and regardless of what he told Duncan, when he got out of this he was going to make sure Duncan got jail time for this.

"I..I'm hungry..." Mike informed Duncan and quickly turned his face away causing Duncan to only be able to kiss his cheek.

"Really?" Duncan asked Mike after a quick peck on the cheek.

"Yeah." Mike lied. He was willing to force himself to eat at this point if it meant not dealing with Duncan in this manner.

"Okay." Duncan simply said and stood up before holding a hand out for Mike to help him up.

'Why does he want me to allow him to help me stand?' Mike thought but decided this was a battle didn't want so he took Duncan's hand and allowed him to escort him to the kitchen.

Mike was in the kitchen with Duncan as he sat down at the table waiting for Duncan to put his breakfast down in front of him. Duncan did and held a fork in his hand.

"I was thinking, maybe just maybe I can feed myself this morning?" Mike asked and reached for the fork.

"Fine." Duncan sighed. "If you don't start eating within five minutes then I'm hel-Where's the ring?"

"Huh?" Mike asked surprised that Duncan noticed this.

"Where. is. the. ring." Duncan repeated and pulled the fork away from Mike and threw it on the table followed by taking the plate of food he just sat down and throwing it against the wall. "What the fuck did you do to it?"

"I...I...took it off." Mike admitted as Duncan grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him out of his chair. "I didn't want to wea-"

"Where did you fucking put it?!" Duncan demanded to know from Mike. "If you flushed it down the damn toilet, you don't even know what the fuck I'm going to do to you!"

"I didn't flush it!" Mike snapped. "Don't you even care what you're doing to me?! You're scared and being agressive and you're taking it out on me! A guy who never asked for any of this!"

"What did you do with it?" Duncan glared at him. "That is mine and I thought you'd respect something that belonged to me. I only allowed you to wear it to show you how your life should be!"

"I put it-" Mike went to tell Duncan but he already had enough.

"Empty your pockets out for me." Duncan instructed Mike. "I need to wash them anyway. I want that ring back in the next 5 minutes."

"Duncan here!" Mike stumbled to throw his ring at him and pulled out the ring and his pill fell out as well.

"What is that?" Duncan asked Mike who scrambled to the floor to quickly grab it and take it.

"It's mine!" Mike yelled to Duncan and was starting to form tears in his eyes. "I..I don't want to be your Husband and I'm not going to be. I love Zoey, not you."

"You Bastard!" Duncan smacked Mike in the face as hard as he could. "Are these the fucking things that give you full damn control?!"

"No..." Mike lied.

"I think they are." Duncan told Mike with a glare. "You're not taking them anymore."

"Jokes on you!" Mike blurted out. "I have more and you don't know where they are! Fuck you, Duncan!"

"Tell me where they are right now, Mike." Duncan demanded from him and Mike couldn't take it anymore and slapped Duncan in the face.

"No!" Mike yelled and Duncan had enough. He held his hand to his face and shoved Mike into the living room and right into the coffee table.

"Duncan, stop right now!" Mike yelled and left out a groan as he went to stand back up but Duncan wasn't done, he slammed Mike's head as hard as he could into the wall at least four times before he finally left go and left him on the ground groaning in pain.

"We'll talk about this later." Duncan informed Mike and started to walk back to the kitchen. "I have to clean up the mess that you caused me to make."

What Duncan wasn't expecting was for Mike to get back up and come up behind him, jump on his back and attempt to pull him on the floor.

"You want more?!" Duncan yelled at Mike and went to back up into a wall. "Oh, I got days of this worked up for you!"

Mike leaned back causing both Duncan and himself to hit the floor and kept his legs around Duncan's torso before rolling so he was on top and Duncan was forced on his stomach. When he finally loosened his grip on Duncan he waited for him to roll over and the second he did, Mike jumped back on top of him.

"Mike, I'm seriously about to drug you!" Duncan yelled at Mike who just looked at him. "I know you hate me right now but you've been so bad for me tha-aahh!"

While Duncan was rambling on to Mike about how bad he was acting, he let his guard down and wasn't paying attention to anything other then the fact Mike stopped trying to physically fight him that he didn't realize until it was already happening that Mike wrapped his index finger around Duncan's eyebrow ring and gave it a firm pull that it ripped the skin and came out.

"Mike!" Duncan gasped when he saw it in Mike's hand and went to get up but Mike put all his weight on Duncan's chest and wasn't letting him get up. "Get off of me! I have to check to see if it's bleeding!"

"I told you that I'd rip that damn thing out of you if you didn't listen." Mike told him.

"If by not listening you mean letting you leave?" Duncan rolled his eyes at Mike and finally pushed Mike off of him. "I told you it's not happening."

"I really think you deserved having that happen to you." Mike smirked at him. "Like I always said, Courtney only wishes she could."

"You have never once said that to me, Mike." Duncan glared. "In fact, I think you should be the one to clean up the damn plate of food in the kitchen."

"Nah." Mike told him and shrugged. "I really think you should be the obedient little housewife and do that."

"Are you mocking me?!" Duncan snapped. "I said you're cleaning it!"

"Do you really want me to rip out another pretty little piercing, Sweetie?" Mike asked with a chuckle.

"If you even try it I can promise you tha-" Duncan went to say as he replayed this conversation back in his head and his eyes got wide. "M-Mal?"

Mal's back! Duncan had a bit too much fun with Mike and we're going to find out how Mal got back, if he's there to stay and Duncan gets to fill him in on what happened but...how happy will Mal be about all of this and what will Russel think when and if he finds them?