Jamie had a few moments of being highly satisfied with his plan. Wisdom was kissing back and the tension had largely fallen out of his body. Things seemed to be looking up! ...Until he was grabbed, shoved then punched. If Wisdom had been shocked by the kiss, Jamie was simply stunned by the punch. Or more correctly, Jamies were stunned by the punch. Wisdom had hit him hard enough to spawn two more Jamies, who were both equally unhappy about the punch, perhaps more so as they were not getting the mouth to mouth attention that Prime was getting a moment later.
"Wisdom, what the hell?" Jamie Prime got out before he was kissed harshly again, and that was more than enough to shut him up. The two dupes were largely forgotten as they chatted among themselves.
"That was rude. We were just coming to help." "I know, right?" The other dupe sighed as he rubbed at his jaw. "Ugh, fags." "if you're going to talk like that, I'm going to have to hit that bottle of Jack we brought." "Doesn't seem like they're going to need them any time soon."
Turning their voices down, the two dupes moved to sit on the bed, cracking open the bottles of Jack and taking shots right out of the bottle, leaving Prime and Wisdom some relative privacy.
Prime panted when Wisdom at last came up for air, his hand fisted into silky black hair as heated green eyes peered into Wisdom's dark ones. His jaw ached, but he had largely forgotten about that, he had too many other things on his mind. His brows knit up, releasing Wisdom's hair and his arms slid more fully around that slim body. "Who? What happened, Pete?" He urged quietly again. I'm lost. ... More lost than usual."