Disclaimer: GUN×SWORD does not belong to me. If it did…yeah. It'll be minus one mecha because said mecha would be stuck in my bedroom.
Author's Notes: For greyrook22 who said, and I quote, "Van can only be seme when Ray is covered with condiments." Set pre-anime (and pre-Shino) while Van's randomly travelling all over the place and Joshua's young enough to still crawl into Ray's bed at the onset of a nightmare. I tried for porn, greyrook, but the plotbunny wasn't in the mood D: Plot is for the weak. Thanks to xcerpted for the beta.
CONDIMENTS
Ray wasn't sure how they both ended up in his bedroom. Earlier that evening, he'd decided to take a short walk before going to bed. He had opened the front door to see what seemed like a bum curled up on the porch. Not wanting the black-haired man to spend the night outside in the cold, he'd asked Joshua to heat up what was left of their dinner while he woke up the stranger.
Right now, the stranger, whose name was Van, was busy licking off gravy from Ray's erection, his hands keeping the blond's thighs apart. Ray groaned, ice blue eyes closing as his hands fisted in short black hair. He thrust his hips up sharply when Van opened his mouth and took in the tip of his arousal, tongue rubbing against the shaft to get every trace of gravy.
Van suddenly pulled back, releasing Ray's erection, and began licking up the trail of ketchup that followed the line of the blond's thigh. He reached Ray's hip and began suckling at the hipbone, his hand reaching up to tweak a mustard-covered nipple. The blond opened his mouth to gasp at the sensation when he froze in shock.
Someone was knocking on his door.
"'Niisan, can I come in? I had a nightmare." He could barely make out his brother's whimpered words but sensed the fear in Joshua's voice and immediately began pushing Van off of him.
"Just a minute, Josh," he said. He glared at the black-haired male, who refused to budge from where he was settled between Ray's legs.
"There's a spot of dressing on your navel—" Van protested, trying to lick off said spot.
"Get off and go hide in the bathroom!" Ray hissed, finally managing to get out from under Van's body. The lanky man cast one last longing look at the salad dressing on the blond's stomach before quickly darting into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Ray grabbed his bathrobe from its spot on the floor and put it on before opening his bedroom door. Joshua immediately threw his arms around his waist, pressing his face against the material of the older Lundgren's robe. Ray wrapped his arms around his younger brother as well, trying to comfort him as best as he could.
"Come on, let's get you back into bed," he said softly, steering Joshua out the door.
"I don't want to sleep alone, 'niisan!" the younger blond said, fear evident in his voice.
Usually, Ray had no problem letting his brother climb into bed with him. But considering what he had been doing with Van on it only moments ago, there was no way he was going to let Joshua anywhere near it without changing all the sheets. "Don't worry," Ray said softly, running his hands through Joshua's hair. "Go back to your room and I'll just fix things up here before following, okay?"
The younger Lundgren sniffled before replying, "Okay," and running off.
When he was sure that his brother was back in his room, Ray opened the door to his bathroom and found Van sitting on the closed toilet lid. "You go back to your room too."
Van opened his mouth to protest—probably thinking of the salad dressing—but Ray pinned him with a glare and the black-haired man stood up and left.
Sighing, Ray grabbed a washcloth and wet it, wiping all traces of condiments off of his body before putting on a shirt and pajama pants and heading off towards Joshua's room.