It just seemed so natural. As if they were always meant to bend and fit this way, to meld together, bodies joining as one in the heat of the night, silver locks glowing under pale moonshine. Reptilian eyes glowing with the essence of mako energy locked as lips parted in breathless pants and whispers begging for more, more, more. Voices rose in sharp, rising harmonies as their bodies arced off the sheets and into sweaty, shaking flesh begging for just one more carress, one more touch, one more anything that would bliss them with the white hot ecstacy they craved. They had been together since the beginning it only seemed natural they should share their bodies as well. They shared everything else after all. Into a pile they crumbled together, the young and the reckless settled between elegance and might as a trio of identical screams preluded settling into the great numbness coveted by lovers.
None spoke, none moved. Together they nuzzled and kissed and brushed, flashing each other satisfied and playful smirks. For the briefest of moments they were no longer remnants of what once was. They were whole and complete beings, living for themselves, with minds of their own born to do what they pleased. The only Reunion that they desired was another round of consummation, which neither Yazoo or Loz looked inclined to bestow their younger brother. Kadaj's lips curled into a frown, slightly disappointed at his brother's endurance. It's only natural the youngest of the trio would have the most insatiable drive.
"Just not ready to give up, are you?" the sandwiched Yazoo crooned, running his hands up the smaller man's thighs, massaging the soft flesh in his long fingers. A soft moan left the other, his eyes lighting up at the prospect of another round.
"And if I'm not?" he smirked at Yazoo, pinning the taller man on his back, forcing his legs apart. Yazoo only chuckled at Kadaj's insistence, coiling his fingers around the throbbing annoyance.
"You're insatiable." was his only response, watching the smaller body bend and writhe as the ripples of pleasure seized him. Loz watched in simple amusement, keeping the younger's mouth busy while the elegant man's hands worked their magic. It wasn't long before Kadaj was a clinging mass of moans and whimpers, groaning his approval as he pushed back into two of Yazoo's slender fingers working their way inside him. A soft cackle left him, driving the two digits deeper and feeding off the power trip of making the small, albeit stronger, of them squirm beneath his touch. It was only natural they should desire the others so adamantly. They were all they had after all.
When the three finally relaxed in their pile and the youngest man was fast asleep, the elegant one closed hsi eyes, gently petting his hair. Loz watched him curiously, unaccustomed to seeing Yazoo display such tenderness, especially to their brother. He normally said very little and kept to himself.
"Are you alright?" he inquired, shyly brushing away his long hair.
"Indeed. Why should you ask?" Loz shrugged as he settled in to sleep.
"No reason."
It was only natural they should fall in love like this.