"Good to see you again. May I?"

Jesus indicated the room behind Rick, and Rick nodded, stepped aside.

"Course. Good to see you too."

Jesus' eyes swept the room, then alighted on Daryl, who had stopped halfway down the stairs. Rick saw the young man's eyes light up and when he looked up at his man there was a half-smile visible on Daryl's face.

Their unexpected visitor looked back at Rick, and for a moment Rick forgot everything as the young man's impossibly intense eyes held him fast. Rick hadn't even been aware of having thought about Jesus since they'd met, but seeing him again had the most profound effect on him. Jesus held his gaze for a moment longer, a soft smile playing around the generous, beautiful mouth. Then he looked back at Daryl, and Rick's gaze followed his.

"You well, Daryl?"

Rick knew his man, and right now, he could tell, the hunter was battling similar emotions to his own. There was something about the young man that had stayed with them both ever since they'd returned from the Hilltop. They hadn't mentioned it, but now that he was here Rick was certain that the renewed passion in their lovemaking over the last week had had something to do with memories of steely blue eyes and English charm.

"You stayin' in Alexandria."

It wasn't a question, and even though Rick had no idea how Daryl could possibly know this he realized immediately that his man was right. Jesus nodded as he advanced into the room.

"If your people will have me. And," he glanced at Rick, "if someone puts me up for the time being…"

Daryl's eyes met Rick's. There was no need even for a gesture or a nod for Rick to know they were both thinking the same thing. Rick looked at his hunter, his mind casting ahead to visions of his man leaning down over the blue-eyed stranger, hands trailing soft hairs on a milk-white chest… Rick's body responded to the mental image without delay.

He looked at Jesus standing in the middle of the room, his desire increasing again as his eyes met blue-grey, traveled over surprisingly broad shoulders, down the slim form, catching on narrow, jean-clad hips.

Without a word, without another glance, Rick passed the young stranger and started up the stairs. Daryl was waiting for him halfway up, still looking at Jesus. When Rick reached his man he took Daryl's hand, and the hunter looked at Rick where he came to a stop, one step below. He bent down, kissed Rick long and hard, right hand firmly behind his neck. When he broke away, leaving Rick panting, he threw the young man another look and gave a jerk of the head. Then he led the way up the rest of the stairs.

Rick followed, knowing that the Englishman was hurrying up behind them. He could feel his erection pressing against its confines and his anticipation reached a whole new level. Rick focused on Daryl's form in front of him. His man's wide shoulders and toned body were still the biggest turn-on, and imagining this familiar body coming together with the lithe beauty of the young stranger now close behind him had Rick painfully hard before they reached the top of the stairs.

Daryl opened the door to their bedroom and walked through. Rick stopped and turned when he reached the threshold. He gave Jesus a long look. There were many things going through his head, but he said none of them. He just drank in the sight of the beautiful face before him, then stepped aside and gestured into the room.

Jesus stepped close, and for a second Rick felt apprehensive. What were they doing, bringing this stranger into their room? But the young man's eyes wandered down Rick's body, and he placed one hand lightly on the front of Rick's pants. All misgivings Rick had instantly disappeared.

The young man pulled his hand away after a moment and proceeded into the bedroom with a lingering look over his shoulder. Rick followed him and closed the door. He felt the urgent need to get out of his pants now, they were getting much too tight.

Jesus' focus was now entirely on Daryl. He stepped close and raised one hand slowly. As Rick watched, mesmerized, Jesus' fingers lightly brushed Daryl's cheekbone, then traveled down, tracing his jawline. Daryl leaned into the touch, his eyes slowly falling closed. Rick kept watching, incredibly aroused by the display before him.

The younger man leaned in and his lips alighted on Daryl's, and next moment the two men were kissing passionately. Rick's hand wandered to the front of his own pants almost without his knowledge. He watched as Jesus' hands wandered down to Daryl's fly and started undoing the buttons. Daryl broke the kiss and glanced over the young man's shoulder at Rick, who nodded.

Daryl beckoned him closer and Rick stepped up to the two men. Daryl's hand alighted on Rick's chest and Rick leaned close. His lover's mouth closed over his and Rick moaned into the kiss as Daryl's tongue flicked against his bottom lip. His man tasted different, somehow, and just the thought of that other man the hunter had just kissed, who was watching them right now, caused Rick's heartrate to speed up.

When Daryl broke the kiss he focused again on the young man who was now busy with Daryl's shirt. Daryl in turn started unbuttoning Jesus' shirt and soon both men were bare-chested. Daryl placed a hand on Jesus' torso, let his fingers graze first one nipple, then the other. Jesus shuddered. Daryl glanced over at Rick and beckoned. When Rick turned to fully face him Daryl made short work of Rick's shirt and fly, too. Rick let it happen, just watched his man. He loved Daryl taking the initiative. Soon Rick's shirt had joined the other two on the floor. He quickly pulled down his pants and stepped out of them.

Daryl looked at Jesus again, and with a fluid gesture removed the other man's hat. Dark curls flowed down almost to Jesus' shoulders. Daryl's eyes were fixated by the mass of auburn hair, and Rick watched as his man gently tugged on a few strands then pushed them behind the other's ear. From where he stood Rick could see the fire burning in the young stranger's eyes.

Jesus' left hand came to rest on Daryl's chest, his right found Rick's upper arm He looked up at Daryl, and Rick could see the arousal course through his man as he returned the gaze.

"Fuck me, Daryl…"

Rick's erection twitched at the words. He kept his eyes on Daryl, curious and hopeful for Daryl to act on his own desires and not worry about what he, Rick, would want him to do. For a moment Daryl didn't react, just gazed at the young man before him. Then he nodded, lowering his eyes.

Jesus' hands were back on Daryl's pants and soon they were pooling around Daryl's ankles. He stepped out of them quickly, then getting the younger man out of his pants with deft fingers. Before he let go of Jesus he turned the other man around and pushed him towards the bed until his legs hit the frame. A few more seconds and Jesus was on his back on the mattress, pants and underwear deftly pulled off by Daryl.

Rick looked down at Jesus, noting his arousal. Then he looked at Daryl who'd straightened up again. His man's gaze was fixed on the young stranger on the bed as he pulled down his own underwear. Rick's eyes went straight to Daryl's erection as his man took himself in one hand and looked at him.

"Coming?"

Rick nodded, pulled off pants and boxer shorts and threw them over a chair. Then he went over to the dresser, retrieved condoms and slick from a top drawer and held them out to Daryl. Tonight, Rick wanted them to be safe, and pain free. When Daryl had taken the items from him Rick climbed onto the bed next to Jesus. He propped himself up on one arm and placed the other hand on Jesus' chest as Daryl climbed onto the bed. The young man's eyes watched Daryl for a moment, then sought out Rick. Jesus smiled, eyes sparkling. Rick leaned down and kissed him long and hard.

They broke apart as Daryl started to prepare himself. He'd coated his fingers with slick and now lifted the young man's legs. Jesus tilted his pelvis, affording better access, before placing one hand on himself. The other one slid down Rick's chest and Rick gasped as he felt slim fingers closing around his length.

Daryl placed his hand between the young man's legs. This angle did not allow Rick to see what his man was doing, so he looked at Jesus' face, which told him all he needed to know.

As Daryl's fingers entered him slowly Jesus' eyes fluttered shut. His breath hitched in his throat and a flush started to rise in his cheeks. His hand on Rick came to a stop, and he started to writhe slightly as Daryl pushed in further. A low moan came from deep down in his throat and his head lolled to one side.

Rick could tell when Daryl hit the other man's sweet spot from the way Jesus' head arched back. Rick's own erection responded just to watching this, and he looked at Daryl. His man was watching the effect he was having on Jesus intently, and when he was satisfied that the young man's pleasure was increasing he looked at Rick.

Daryl's eyes always were a marvel to Rick, but tonight they were nothing short of magical. Rick had seen his hunter's eyes narrowed in suspicion, burning with hatred, filled with despair. But the glance of utter, wild, naked desire he gave Rick now was theirs alone. Rather than feeling jealousy at Daryl being this aroused by another man his desire was actually growing. He held Daryl's gaze for a long moment, drinking in the familiar features. Then he nodded almost imperceptivity. Daryl's eyes went back to Jesus' face.

"Ready?"

The young man nodded. Daryl withdrew his fingers and moved himself into position. As Daryl pushed in slowly Rick watched the young man's brow crease, then relax again as he accommodated around Daryl. Rick glanced up at his man whose eyes were also fixated on Jesus' face, checking that he wasn't in discomfort. Rick could tell how much Daryl was enjoying their out of the ordinary experience. He was totally caught up in the moment, and his face, flushed with sex, was the most beautiful sight to Rick.

Jesus was writhing now, his breath coming faster and faster. Rick leaned close and tipped the young man's face towards himself. He held the gaze that was hazy with sex now and noticed from the corner of his eye how Jesus' hand closed around his own shaft. Rick could tell he was close.

Rick leaned in and kissed the young man, and Jesus responded hungrily. He gave little moans of pleasure, soon speeding up to sound almost like whines. Rick put his own hand on the other man's erection. Jesus was close, so close, and Rick wanted to feel him come.

After another minute of building tension the orgasm finally washed over the young man. His hips bucked, he arched his head back, and with one last, breathless moan he came, hot and fast, over Rick's hand.

Rick held on as the young man rode it out, watching the flushed face, the lithe body reacting to Daryl's thrusts. Then, when Jesus finally came back to reality, Rick looked up at his hunter.

"C'mere…"

He indicated the space next to their guest and Daryl, eyes now burning into Rick, nodded. Rick could tell his man was close, but holding back for the promise of their union. He pulled out carefully, stripped off the condom and dropped it over the side. The next glance at Rick, arousal and orgasm only barely in check, made Rick's cock twitch.

Daryl lay down on the other side of Jesus, arranging himself. Rick pushed himself up and moved across Jesus, giving the young man a look and a wink. Jesus' face glowed with post-coital bliss and he moved slightly to allow Rick and Daryl more space. Rick thought he looked just as eager to watch them now as he'd been to be taken by Daryl.

"Lie on your side," Rick instructed Daryl.

His hunter obliged, focusing on Jesus as Rick settled behind him. For a moment Rick was distracted by the other men looking at each other, their hands grazing slowly along skin. Jesus' fingers slid slowly up Daryl's side, and the hunter shuddered. Rick could see goosebumps erupting on his man.

Rick settled very close to Daryl and put his arm firmly around his man's chest. Daryl place his top foot onto the bed before the other knee, to allow Rick access. He glanced over his shoulder, and the look of trust on Daryl's face made Rick's heart beat faster. They had tried this position before and had liked it, but Rick was sure it would be even better this time, when they were both able to look at their guest as Rick took Daryl from behind.

Turning, Rick grabbed the slick from the bedside table where Daryl had put it earlier. They didn't often bother with it these days, since they were so familiar with each other that spit usually sufficed. But today was not exactly ordinary, and Rick was loath to risk hurting his man, just in case Daryl was not as relaxed as usual.

Fingers coated in slick Rick spread Daryl's buttocks. He saw his man's hand reach for himself, and Jesus, eyes still sparkling with lust, moved closer. He kissed Daryl deeply as Rick placed two fingers against his lover, and Daryl moaned into the kiss. As Rick's fingers slowly entered him Daryl broke away from Jesus and turned his head until he could look at Rick. His eyes were brimming with desire.

"Don' take too long, man… 'm so close…"

Rick nodded and slid in further. Daryl shuddered, relaxing around Rick's fingers. Rick pulled back and quickly coated his cock with slick. He guided himself into place and as he entered him Daryl pushed down on his erection eagerly.

Daryl's hand was still on his own cock and he continued his slow stroking. When Rick was almost fully inside Daryl reached around. Eyes closed, concentrating on accommodating him, Daryl's hand alighted on Rick's hip. He pulled Rick closer still, and soon they were flush against each other, Daryl's breath coming increasingly fast.

Rick knew Daryl would last at most a couple of minutes now, and he started to slowly move. Daryl sighed deeply and his hand went back to his cock. After a moment it was joined there by Jesus' hand. The added stimulation soon had Daryl trembling.

Jesus' eyes met Rick's, and Rick wrapped his arm more closely around Daryl's chest. He pulled his man close as he continued with small, controlled thrusts. Rick put his mouth against Daryl's neck and caught a bit of skin between his teeth, biting down gently. Daryl's rapid breaths now came in small, increasingly desperate whines.

"Don't hold back, man. I got ya, and I'm right there with you…"

Daryl's back arched into Rick and he shuddered.

"Rick, oh god…"

And with one last gasp Daryl came, spurting cum over his and Jesus' hand and onto the sheets. The tightening around Rick's shaft, and the sight of the two men connected beside him, tipped Rick over not half a minute after Daryl.

When Rick's orgasm began to ebb away and he could focus again on things around him he felt two sets of eyes on him. Daryl's gaze, calm, sleepy and full of love was the first thing he saw. His man reached up and placed a hand lightly against Rick's face. The small smile on Daryl's face, and the feeling of the hunter's strong, warm body in his arms made Rick, as it always did, feel utterly content.

Daryl turned his head, and Rick followed his gaze to their guest, still stretched out comfortably right next to them. Another set of brilliant blue eyes on Rick, another smile. Rick was more than glad they'd followed their instincts that evening. Jesus' eyes sparkled as he curled up contentedly against Daryl, who put an arm around him. His voice sounded both impish and sleepy as he spoke.

"Think I'll like living here."