One opened the door to head to the Mess and didn't make it any further than that. Two nodded to the room behind him. "You have a few minutes?"
"Uh, for you? Yeah. Yeah, of course." He backed out of the way so she could enter. Then he shuffled in behind her. Three's head was down and he looked like he'd just had his ass handed to him.
"What is he doing here?" Just seeing him soured One's mood. They'd spent too much time together lately as it was and after that debacle on the surface, One had made plans to stay as far from the man as he could.
Two crossed her arms over her chest. "Things can't go on the way they are."
One glanced at him. He was still keeping his eyes down. "If this is about the thing on the planet, we got the job done."
"I already tried that," Three murmured.
"You almost lost the haul and got all of us killed. Five was captured."
One flinched. That couldn't have hurt more if it had been an actual fist and Two hadn't held back on the blow. The look on the girl's face as they hauled her away was burned into One's brain. But it hadn't been just his fault alone. Three looked just as shaken as he felt when he glanced at him.
"We got her back. She," and One really hated himself for taking this one from Three, "she's just a kid. She shouldn't have even been there."
"Tried that," Three muttered. He glanced at One and looked away. Two had already ripped him for the job and Five and the constant fighting. Now he was just waiting for whatever punishment to come down.
"We've already discussed this. Five is a part of this crew. We needed her down there. Whatever it is between you needs to stop. Now."
"I can't help it if he's an asshole all the time." One said. "It's not my fault."
Three lit up then with more life than he'd shown since coming in. "I'm the asshole, huh? I've got news for you, Pretty Boy, you pick a whole hell of a lot more fights with me than I pick with you."
"Shut up." Two said. "This isn't about you. This is about us. All of us. If we can't trust the two of you to work together, we become less efficient. Less in control of situations."
"We work fine together," Three said.
"Yeah, when things are bad we even watch each other's backs." One added.
"Only after you've made things bad. We can't keep doing this. It has to stop."
One glanced at Three and found he was already looking at him. A bad feeling started to build in his stomach. "What do you suggest we do?"
Two kissed him. One stayed tense through it. He couldn't relax with every inch of his body so aware of Three watching them. The second her lips were off of his, Two said, "Strip."
One blinked at her, positive that he'd misheard. "Uh...what?"
"Strip." Two's voice held no room for disobedience in it.
One looked at Three and he was just as confused about what was going on. He opened his mouth and of course Three beat him to the question. "Do I really need to be here if you're just gonna do...that? My stomach can't take it."
Two ignored him. She gestured to One's clothes. "Take off your clothes. That's an order."
One found it a lot harder to ignore Three than she did. Shirt, boots, pants, and – when she nodded – his underwear came off, too. He tried to keep his eyes on Two, but he caught Three staring at him from the corner of his eye.
It was a fight to keep the smile off One's face. He knew that he was carrying more than enough to put him squarely above average. There was nothing for him to be ashamed of. "Don't forget to blink."
Three stiffened, but didn't look away from One. Two's eyebrows bunched and she looked to Three when she realized what that meant. The man shrugged. "Just a little gentlemanly curiosity."
"Curiosity about what one is supposed to look like? I get it, though. Must be hard finding out that you don't have the biggest gun in the room."
Three grinned at him and One surprised himself with how comfortable he was becoming just standing here naked in front of them. Maybe even starting to like it.
"Big guns are nice...especially for guys like you that don't know how to use them. No skills necessary."
"Both of you are equally adequate." Two said, trying to head off where this was going.
"Adequate?!" Both men said at the same time.
Two rolled her eyes. Before they could start arguing, she grabbed Three, giving him his own kiss. She pressed her body into his and Three grabbed her ass, squeezing it right where One could see.
Even though he didn't particularly want to, One was definitely watching and enjoying this more than he expected. He rubbed his stomach, using all of his willpower to keep from touching his cock. Unfortunately, touching wasn't a requirement and he still felt himself filling at the display.
Two pushed herself away from Three. "Now, your turn."
No one had to tell him twice. Three started dropping his clothes the second she ordered it. Two slid her hand along One's cock on her way to the bed. "We are going to work together on the Raza. Right now, though, you are going to work together on me. Partly as punishment and partly because I need this. The two of your have been riding my last nerve and it's this or I'm spacing the both of you."
The way One was turned, he couldn't see how Three's eyes were taking in all of him. Lingering in places that would've surprised him. Three, on the other hand, had woken up knowing what he liked on women and a pretty strong feeling of what he might like on men. There was always too much going on for him to really give it that much thought. One being a pain in his ass hadn't led him to any stray thoughts like this, either.
Thinking back – as capable of thinking as he was right now – the way One's clothes fit him had been a big hint at what he had underneath. Except for that thing he was hauling around between his legs. He was wondering where One managed to hide it all day and what would happen to his pants if he managed to get hard during the day when One turned and gave him the full-on view of it, thick and too heavy to hold itself up.
It was an act of will to drag his eyes up to One's face and he couldn't control the heat spreading over his cheeks at being caught staring. The uncomfortable – yet disgustingly smug – look on One's face didn't help. "What?"
"Did you even hear what she said?"
Two was bare from the waist up when Three looked at her. Catching his eye, she lay back to shimmy out of her pants. Three watched the way she twisted her hips to get free. There was literally nothing in this room he wasn't enjoying. Maybe if One's body could have been attached to anyone other than One.
Jace Corso. Three wondered if this monster had belonged to whoever One had been before making himself look like Corso or if the surgery had included taking Corso's big piece. Then how would he know that Corso had a big...
Three's mind was working double-time, showing him One and the actual criminal kissing. Same faces, though, since no one knew what One looked like before. Corso on top because Three just knew that One would be the only one bitch enough to take it even from a guy that looked just like him. One taking all of that inside him.
Three's cock twitched. Thinking about their twin bodies going at it should not have been as hot as he was imagining, but there it was.
Two moaned. Three had to blink a couple times to really take in the scene before him. One was kneeling on the bed, kissing her. He was at an angle so Three could see exactly what he was doing with his hand between her legs.
Less thinking. Less thinking was what was needed here if he was going to win.
Two's legs hung off the end of the bed, putting her at the perfect place when he knelt on the floor between them. Three ran his hands up the outside of her legs and she shivered. He got as close as he could before sinking his teeth into One's hand.
One jerked his hand away, shaking it. He glared down at Three and then looked at Two. "He bit me."
Two opened her mouth, but Three set his to work on her at the same time. She arched her back with a gasp. One watched Three grin between her legs before getting to work. It seemed like he was trying to get his tongue everywhere that he could from what One could see.
Working together. They were supposed to be proving they could work together. One turned his attention to what he could touch. He kissed the nipple closest to him before taking it into his mouth. The other, he played with his other hand. Two slid her fingers through his hair and from the corner of his eye, One saw her do the same with Three so that she had one hand on each of their heads.
"Ah..." Two jerked her head up to look down at Three.
One pulled her nipple through his teeth. He shifted enough to be able to see that Three's eyes were on her as his mouth worked. All they could really see were his eyes, but the intensity...the focus he had on her...One couldn't imagine how it would feel to have that turned on him.
It had the desired effect and Two threw her head back, rolling her hips down on Three. Feeling her come, One bit down on her nipple, remembering that she had liked a little pain when they'd been together. It added an extra high to what she was feeling and she tightened her hold on both of their scalps.
"Fuck, you trying to drown me or something?" Three's voice was so low it was more like a rumble and One definitely couldn't ignore how that did something to him. Two, also, because she shifted her hips on the mattress.
"A compliment...definitely a compliment. To you and One." With that, she wrapped her arms around One, pulling him into a kiss.
"But me more, right?" Three asked.
One smiled into the kiss. He threw one leg over Two, straddling her stomach and giving what he thought would be the worst view of him to Three. A groan told him that he must have succeeded.
Two tensed and One felt something touch him from behind at the same time. "You should give a girl a little warning before just going all in."
"You would've seen it if this guy hadn't got in the way." Three slapped him on the back.
The hit made One shiver. "Don't touch me."
"Then get out of my way."
One didn't move until he could actually feel Three moving behind him. He climbed to where he had been before on the bed beside her. One tried to glare at Three, but he got caught in watching the place where Three was rapidly disappearing into Two.
Without One in the way Three leaned down over Two, taking her mouth. One watched the way he pounded into her. There was a definite strength and power in all of Three's body that affected One. One made sure that neither one of them was looking when he gave his cock a couple quick strokes.
Three sat back, putting more power into his thrusts as Two moaned, "There, that's..."
"You gonna come?" Three asked. The words and the tone sent a thrill through One. He didn't have too long to wonder about that because Two pulled him down in time to scream into his mouth.
One whined back into hers when he felt each of Three's final thrusts jar her whole body accompanied by an almost feral growl. Shit, he was going to last an embarrassingly short time.
"All right, Pretty Boy. Your turn."
Two stroked him. "Further up the bed. On your back."
One did. Three helped Two up before slouching on the side of the bed. She climbed up over One, pressing a kiss to his mouth before rubbing his cock over her. She rose up and started sliding down on him.
One swore when he became positive he could feel Three's cum around his cock. On the one hand, it was something to focus on that wasn't how good it felt with her warmth wrapping around him. On the other... "What made you think I'd wanna slide into a glob of you?"
"Hey, I was just thinking about greasing the way for that monster. Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt."
"Who knew you were such a good fr– " One swallowed, unable to finish as she forced the last bit of him inside her. He had to take a few breaths before he could say anything else. "You're so tight...it's almost like Three was never here."
Two was suddenly tighter around him as she squeezed him. She growled, "One."
"Yeah?"
"Fuck me." Two rocked her hips before rising maybe halfway off his cock. She came back down, riding him and he met her with a quick thrust.
They continued that and it became glaringly obvious that he wasn't going to be able to hold out long enough to make her come again. It had been a bit since the last time they'd been together and with everything that had already happened, this wasn't happening.
He grit his teeth, trying to force his mind somewhere else to keep him from letting go. Usually the least sexy thought he could come up with was Three, but something had shifted there that he didn't quite understand, yet.
Something touched his legs and then Two slowed with a laughing moan. One cracked his eyes open and when he saw what was happening on top of him, they shot the rest of the way. Three had climbed behind her, straddling One's knees. He had one arm wrapped around Two just under her breasts to hold her to him. The other was sliding down the middle of her body.
One watched Three begin to rub her, his fingers slipping off to brush One's cock a few times. Feeling Three's fingers touch him there, even a little, did not help him feel any better about lasting. In fact, it was just the opposite. Three had figured out what was happening and pulled Two up so that only a fraction of One's cock remained in her.
When he wrapped his hand around what he could of One's cock below her, One lost it. Three squeezed him tight with each pulse.
Three had only done it on a whim, but he regretted nothing about touching One's cock. Especially not after the reaction he got. One's back bowing, head shoved up into his pillows. The muscles in his stomach jumping. And the sound he made with his mouth half-open. If Three thought he could come again, he might have. As soon as One was done, he hauled Two up and off of him. Cum – from both of them – dripped onto One's cock. Three stared down at it. He was pretty sure the one thing he wanted in the whole universe right now was to lick every drop off of One.
Three threw her to the bed and was there when she rolled onto her back. Two moaned when he jerked her legs apart and again when his mouth touched her.
One felt the bed bounce when Two hit it. It took more effort than he thought it should just to roll his head and watch what Three was doing to her. He could feel the cum cooling on his cock and still couldn't be bothered to do anything about it. Three's hand just touching him had made him come so hard and he couldn't even be bothered to worry about that, either.
"How...how are you even that good...with your mouth?" Two gasped. She was close. So close.
One forced himself to move. She wasn't that far away, anyway, and he only had to roll onto his side. One slid a hand across her stomach and bit down on her closest breast.
"Fuck!" She screamed. They both kept up what they were doing until she pushed at both of them.
One rolled limp onto his back again. He rubbed his face and felt something touch his leg. Then Three's voice. "You mind if I...?"
Before One could process the question, he felt it. Three swiped his tongue over One's cock. The sight and the feel of Three's tongue somewhere so sensitive killed any words he might have had before they ever reached his throat. He suddenly felt a lot less snarky. When Three did it again, he did find enough to say, "I've gotta say...pretty far left field from you."
Three kept cleaning him. He gently picked One's cock up, licking the underside. His tongue ran from the base to the tip while his eyes stayed on One. "You taste like all three of us."
One's cock gave a twitch and white that had hung back pushed up from his slit. Three rushed to catch it, sucking the head into his mouth. He tongued at One before trying to fit as much as One's cock into his mouth as he could. He did not get very far even with the stiffness leaving it.
Three pulled off and was met by One gawking at him. Three sat up like it was nothing, absently rubbing a hand over his mouth. He looked at Two. She was lying on her side, watching both of them. "You guys look like you're getting along better."
Three coughed. "Just clearing up some lingering questions I had from waking up."
One pushed up on his elbows. He grabbed the nearest pillow and covered himself with it. "You, uh...you've been thinking about this since we woke up?"
Three shook his head too fast. "Not this. Not you. Had a good idea what I liked. And now we know."
"Have you been...looking...at me?" One asked.
"Hell no. That personality of yours shut that down before I even figured out I might wanna look. As it's doing right now. Now scoot over." Three didn't wait for One to move before plopping down on his back in the small space between One and Two.
One hopped to the side, but there was only so far he could go and they were still touching down the length of one side.
"No more fighting from you two." Two said after a while.
"That was a horrible punishment." One said.
Three snorted. "Yeah, probably not the best way to get anyone not to do something."
"Keep fighting and I'll figure out a better punishment later." Two sighed and sat up. "But now I need to go check the Bridge."
One rolled his head to stare at Three. "Your turn."
"For what?"
"Get your shit and get out of my room."
Three looked around. "This isn't my room?"
One just stared at him until Three cracked a smile. "It's a little late to pretend amnesia."
"Never too late for amnesia." Three slapped One's thigh. "But that should make you happy. You can pretend I wasn't even in here."
One stayed laying with the pillow over him until they were both gone. He raised the pillow enough to look at himself. He'd gone soft, but he did get a little reaction from that slap. "Oh, come on. You didn't like that."
A/n: Thanks for reading! The game plan here is to get up one chapter every day to be finished on October 7th. (6 Chapters total) After that, maybe one or two other little Dark Matter surprises.