Misfit

"Maybe you should, I have gotten lost before its very compliacted." Quinton grinned.

"Just to help a friend out."
Mike kissed his cheek and stared at the baby for a moment before kissing it too.

"Alright then." Matt smiled. "You don't mind do you?"

Drew frowned, then beamed when Mike kissed the baby. Paige, who had almost been asleep, blinked her eyes open and smiled at her father. She reached out a tiny hand and laid it on his cheek. Drew smiled, but removed her hand.
"Daddy's gotta go." He cooed.
"Hurry back please." He said to Mike.

"Well hell no, I dont often get the chance to have such a sexy lovable man in my bed."

Mike nodded and left. He was gone for a good five hours and came back smelling like sweat, oil, Quincy, and damp dirt.

Matt blushed.
"Then tonight is your lucky night." He laughed.

Drew was sleeping, Paige still in his arms. Paige was awake however. She smiled up at Mike and reached for him, wanting to be held.

"Must be, I have gotten to wine and dine you and even hold your hand."

Mike sighed and stared at the child. He was very dirty he didnt need to get the child dirty but he was its daddy. Mike gently took Paige from Drew's arms and sat down with her in a hard chair.

Matt grinned and followed Quinton to the bedroom that he said was his.

Paige smiled at her daddy, nuzzling his neck. She wrapped her hand around his thumb.

Quintons room was filled with pictures, he had guns in a shelf by the wall, he had more medals and what nots on his dressers. The bed baw very big and plush. It had velvet sheets and it was made up. Only person to ever sleep in it was Quinton and he didnt get to much.

"Paige, I do love you. I am your daddy." He kissed her head. "And if anything happens to me I want you to know that."

The bed looked so inviting... so soft. Much better than the ground he was used to sleeping on.
"Thank you for letting me spend the night."

She blinked up at him, smiling as he kissed her head.
She took a small finger and poked his lips with it, giggling.

Quinton grinned.
"I hope it is for more than one night Matt. I don't want you out on the streets." Quinton shucked his shoes and plopped down on the bed.

Mike laughed back at her.
He was actually scared.
Scared he would not be a good daddy.
Scared he would be called away to war.

Matt did the same, sitting down beside him.
"Well if you'd allow it, I'd like that.."

Paige simply smiled. She had no clue. No clue that this was not her real father. No clue that she was a product of rape. No clue of the stress that she was bringing her parents.

Quinton grinned and hugged Matt around the waist.
"I would vwery much like it if you stayer here.....With me."

Mike fell asleep, he needed rest because soon he would have three jobs to deal with. He still held Paige tightly.

"Then looks like I'm staying." Matt grinned. Boy, was he glad he saved that little boy today...

Paige eventually fell asleep in her dad's arms. Drew woke up a few hours later and panicked when Paige wasn't there. Then he saw her in Mike's arms. He grinned.

Quinton pushed Matt down and moved on top of him. He kissed him again.
"What do you wannd so tonight Matt?"

Mike snored softly in his sleep, his dreams were not plesant. He woke slowly, wondering how long it was until he had work.

"Well, what do you have in mind?" Matt smirked, slightly surprised as Quinton climbed on top of him.

Drew frowned at his fiance.
"Mike... where'd you go last night? And why are you dirty?"

"Well, it involves me, you and this bed for countless hours. The other idea is not as fun." he grinned cheekily.

Mike sighed and handed Paige to Drew.
"I went to help a friend and I fell into the mud, it was raining."

Matt blinked in shock a few times before it sunk in.
"The first idea sounds good. I like that one" He smirked.

Drew sighed as he took the child.
"Don't give me some generic answer Mike. What exactly were you helping this friend with?"

Quinton's heart jumped as Matt agreed, he quickly began showering Matt with kisses.

"I was helping him see a man about a dog."
Mike didnt even know what that meant, usually it meant it wasnt his business when he got told that by his grand father.

Matt grinned as Quinton began kissing him. He nipped at Quinton's neck.

"Mike, we're going to be married soon. You need to tell me things." God Drew was such a nagging girlfriend it disgusted him.

Quinton ran his hands up Matt's shirt to tease his nipples as Quinton continued to pepper his face with kisses.

"Its not immportant Drew, just let it go. I was helping Quincy." Mike sighed.

Matt groaned, sliding his shirt off to give Quinton better access.

"Fine. Hide things from me. See if I care. I guess I won't tell you who came to visit me while you were gone last night..."

Quinton nibbled on Matt's hear lobe, his hand pinching the pert pink nubs.

Mike twitched. "Drew dont fuck with me right now." He snarled. "Its not in your best intrest because imma go ahead and tell you I will not sit here and let you fuck with my head while I have to worry about three jobs, you ,this baby and getting called off to war." Mike got up and stromed out of the room.

"Alright, either we stop this right now or you get inside of me this second." Matt moaned.

"Oh I'm sorry! Didn't realize I was such a fucking burden! And I wasn't trying to fuck with you! Someone did come visit!" Drew screamed after him.

Quinton chuckled as he sucked on Matt's neck.
"Horny much?"

"Fuck you Drew, I am not taking the guilt trip!"
Although he might be taking a trip over seas.

"No. I'm completely normal when there is an incredibly sexy man kissing me." Matt smirked sarcastically.

Drew growled.
"I'm glad to see you care so much! Hell, it could have been HIM and you wouldn't even give a damn!"

Quinton slowly eased Matt's pants off, taking his sweet time with the boxers.

"He is dead damnit Drew! He cant come!!"
Mike had helped bury his rotten corpse last night.