Story - Good Things Come In Pairs

Fandom - Pandora Hearts

Pairings: Gilbert/Vincent/Leo

Warnings: Slight AU, Yaoi, Threesome,Brothels .

Gilbert hated to sneak around and spy. He detested this kind of mission, infiltration and gathering of information, but he had to do it.

A brothel was a strange place for a contractor. It was unlikely that he would hide amongst vulgar harlots and their attendants. Even more unlikely since he was a noble, but Pandora asked of him to investigate and he did.

His steps echoed in the hollow hall, and Gilbert stopped in front of a large curtain that hid a door. He slipped behind the curtain and slowly pushed the door open, until he could get a glance of the inside of the room.

Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. Two people who were indulging in a round of pleasurable activities, judging by the sounds that filled the room. This did not startle Gilbert; he was expecting it since he was in a brothel. What he didn't expect was to find his brother here, entangled in the sheets with some girl. And she was a beauty with dark hair, fair skin and cherry red lips. She was probably so much like a doll, or rather more like Snow White.

Gilbert couldn't take his eyes off the sight. Vincent was hovering over the girl, his fingers wrapped hard around her wrists, holding her down, and whispering words in that gently teasing manner of his. She would only answer with her eyes, as she looked up at Vincent with pleading amethyst eyes.

It was strangely alluring, though, to see them grind and writhe on the bed, dark hair tossed all over the pillows, sometimes mixing with sunny locks, and the occasional flash of beautiful eyes. Her voice filled the room, soft moans and airy gasps of pleasure leaving her lips, now and then joined by Vincent's lower groans.

Realising he was staring, Gilbert looked away embarrassed, for witnessing his brother in such a vulnerable moment that was not shared with him. For he had been just like her, sprawled on the pillows, receiving every touch with a whimper and begging for more, more of his lips, more of his body, more of everything.

He turned around to leave, deciding to abandon the mission, when Vincent called out.

"Why don't you join us, brother?" A little hand wrapped around Gilbert's wrist, dragging him into the room with a surprisingly lot of force.

The girl looked up at him, with dark violet eyes and Gilbert took a startled step back when he realised that the girl was, in fact, a boy.

"What is the problem, brother?" Vincent looked quite pleased with himself.

"You… with a boy…. " Gilbert blushed and looked away.

It was astonishing to hear the boy start laughing, such a gentle and melodious sound, that Gilbert's eyes flicked back to him.

"Do you like him? We can share him," Vincent had moved from his place to sit behind Gilbert, his hands teasing through his clothes. Gilbert could barely think of something before warm lips pressed on his, firm and demanding, the boy grasping his arm trying to keep his balance.

"You enjoyed watching us?" Vincent whispered, the poison of his words slowly dripping filling Gilbert's mind, bringing back flashes of earlier. He shuddered and went limp in their arms.

"Go and sit on the bed, Leo." Vincent smiled and turned Gilbert around, stealing a passionate kiss from his lips, without meeting any disapproval from his brother.

Leo watched the two with interest, his fingers tearing at the bed covers. He wanted to get closer, to touch and worship those hard, almost adult bodies, so appealing and graceful.

Vincent was skilled with his words and his touches, making even the most proper men give in and ask for more, and Leo knew this. He wanted to be like that, to say a single word and all the ladies and some of the males as well to be willing to follow him to his bedchambers.

For a second he considered obeying Vincent, but his curiosity prevailed and he stood up.

Vincent was quite preoccupied, decorating Gilbert's neck with love bites when a hand started slithering up his chest, toying with the buttons left half undone from earlier. Vincent turned to scold Leo when he was pulled back, his lips pressed against Gilbert's and another pair of hands joined Leo's. Vincent sighed and gave into the kiss, opening his mouth and allowing Gilbert to kiss him as he whished. Vincent was always the eager one but when his brother was like this there was no stopping it. He would never refuse his brother. His breath hitched when a small mouth dragged over his neck and chest in a teasing manner. Those prodding fingers, naked and warm pulled at his clothes, undoing them quickly.

As soon as that was over he was thrown on the bed, cradled in between two hot bodies. Gilbert was hungrily devouring his mouth while rubbing on his leg and his hands wandering over his chest and back, thighs and ass while Leo was caressing his back and biting on his neck. Vincent's voice rose in a soft moan, their touches were too much for him. His fingers sought Leo's hand and the other hand tangled in Gilbert's hair, pulling him closer. And that scream rose in his throat, that moan of satisfaction that is echoed by a similar one coming from Gilberts lips. Blinding pleasure and a moment of floating as long as eternity and then he is back on the bed, panting softly, with Leo's lips still attached to his neck.

Leo shuddered and bit his lips, muffling his sounds when Vincent's hand wrapped around him and Gilbert's followed clawing gently at his chest and everything felt so good, so pleasurable. It was moments later that he arched and writhed under their careful touches, sobbing with pleasure and release.