The season of pumpkin idiocy passed and settled into a normal, pumpkin-free fall and Kadaj settled into the life of a normal teenager…with a few exceptions, not the least of which being that he lived with god.
Though that, it would seem, was something that was under debate.
Kadaj, being a creature of few true concerns, had no idea that he was causing such a stir, and skipped happily through the landmine otherwise known as visits to Seventh Heaven. It all came to light one evening, however, when he just happened to wander out of his room, bored of doing homework, and found Reno all sprawled out on the couch with Yazoo on the floor leaning back between his spread legs. The man was petting Yazoo's long, silky hair with absent-minded affection while they watched a movie, both of them fascinated.
Kadaj immediately took umbrage and loudly complained, "I want my head rubbed!"
"Brat," Reno called him, smiling, but Yazoo held out his arms and Kadaj scooted down onto the floor to curl up in Yazoo's lap with a happy, content smile. "It's like having two cats in the house—fighting, spitting, purring, petting."
Yazoo smiled lazily and rubbed Kadaj's hair until the boy was almost asleep.
Reno broke the comfortable silence with the verbal equivalent of an atom bomb.
"Cloud keeps calling the office saying he wants the Princess to come live with him."
Kadaj started, utterly horrified by the thought of having to stay with his niisan. Cloud wasn't funny or playful or even alive. Kadaj couldn't live with a dead person! That would be just gross!
"What?! No!" Yazoo cried, appalled. He snuggled Kadaj close to his chest and the boy smiled, basking in warm comfort. If Yazoo said no, then nothing short of arm-breaking would wrest him from his brother. "No, he stays here with us. He's ours! No matter how annoying he is sometimes."
"Hey!" Kadaj cried, offended, but Yazoo just stroked his hair some more.
"He thinks we're forcing him to stay here, yo. He's threatening to tell everyone about our 'living arrangements.' He's trying to get him ousted from his school," Reno said, sighing out a cloud of smoke and leaning over slightly to stub his cigarette out, his movement shifting the two lying against his legs. "We may have to send him, just so he can tell Cloud himself."
"His mother should have named him Clod," Kadaj said, too relaxed to put any real venom in it, though his comment made Reno and Yazoo both laugh.
"Come on, let's go to bed," Reno said, helping them both to their feet.
They piled into Reno's bed, one on either side like he liked, and snuggled warmly up against him. Kadaj wondered what Cloud would think of this, he and Yazoo both draped over Reno. He probably thought it was all orgies and non-stop sex; but, though Reno had a rather sizeable libido, they spent many nights just sleeping all wrapped around each other.
Kadaj snuggled closer, breathing in the scent of Reno's skin. He always smelled of coffee, cigarette smoke, and spicy cologne all floating atop the faint scent of sex and his two lovers. It was comforting and warm and Kadaj curled up tight against him, contentedly purring, his fingers lacing with Yazoo's on Reno's chest and Reno's strong arms around them both.
"He can't take him from us…can he?" Yazoo questioned, sounding doubtful and a little afraid.
Reno hugged them both tighter and kissed Yazoo's soft brow, whispering, "I think we'll have to see how it works itself out, baby. If Cloud decides to get nasty, he could stir up a whole bunch of past shit and make a whole lot of people pissed all over again. I want him to stay with us, too, but I don't want any of you lynched on sight."
Yazoo hitched a little with fear and Kadaj clung tighter to Reno. He couldn't imagine not sleeping curled up next to him, couldn't imagine his Yazoo out of reach. Who would pack his lunches? Who would help him with homework? Who would tickle him until he cried and got mad? Who would kiss him so sweetly and be so shy about it later? He just couldn't see a future where he wasn't with Reno and Yazoo.
Reno rolled Kadaj up onto his belly and held him there, pulling Yazoo's arm over the boy's back. He kissed his soft little mouth and told them both, "Let's don't waste what time we got."
Yazoo tugged Kadaj down into the small space between their bodies and snuggled the boy to him, leaning over his back to kiss his cheek and then kiss Reno's hard chest. They both reached for him, touching him with gentle insistence, and it scared him to think that this might end someday rather soon. But his fears quickly faded beneath warm, loving kisses and knowing touches. In fact, snuggled so warmly between them, Kadaj felt safe and secure from Cloud's awful interference.
Reno nuzzled his throat, practically purring with enjoyment. Yazoo pressed to his backside, hard and hot against the cleft of Kadaj's bottom, one slender hand stroking his slim hip. They all three were lying on their sides, Kadaj and Yazoo facing Reno, and Reno facing them. He tickled one hand down to Kadaj's slender ribcage and gently nipped his throat.
"Pretty baby," he sighed, and Kadaj whimpered to feel Reno start to get hard, the amazing jut of it rising up against Kadaj's thighs. The man shifted down a little to whisper his lips across Kadaj's chest, to tickle them up the length of his swan-like neck. "Who's my baby boy?"
"I am," Kadaj sighed, pressing back against Yazoo while arching his chest towards Reno's lips.
"Warm him up for me, baby," Reno said, his words muffled against Kadaj's silky skin.
Yazoo breathed a kiss against Kadaj's tender ear and gently pulled his arm up to the headboard. Following his cues, Kadaj shifted to lift his other arm and Yazoo pinned them both in one strong, gentle hand.
"Pretty little Kadaj, you're so beautiful when you're helpless," Yazoo whispered, and it made Kadaj shiver because he'd seen what Yazoo was capable of taking in bed and he knew he could never withstand it should his brother decide to mete it out instead.
"Isn't he?" Reno asked, his voice low and husky, his eyes tracing the line of Kadaj's body from his trapped wrists to his slim ankles. "Both of my babies make pretty bottoms."
Reno dropped his head to kiss Kadaj again, and the boy whimpered softly into his mouth when Yazoo's free hand slid over his hip to tickle the tip of his straining erection. It was just the lightest brush of fingers but it shot through Kadaj's nerves like lightening. One fingertip traced the little slit and circled around to press gently just beneath his tight head.
Kadaj moaned and Reno moaned with him, his hard body at its fullest, stiff and hot between them. Yazoo's hand drifted from Kadaj's strutted body to Reno's, a soft stroke for one and then the other. His hand lingered a moment at Reno's and the man grunted lowly, gasping a little and then softly sighing. When Yazoo's hand returned to Kadaj's hard sex, his palm was wet with just a little of that pearly, sticky pre-cum Reno's body tended to ooze when he was aroused.
"Scream for him, Kadaj," Yazoo breathed, and sucked on Kadaj's earlobe as he gave the boy a long, hard stroke with that wetted palm.
Kadaj cried out and Reno groaned again, kissing him and encouraging him, Yazoo's gently pumping hand brushing Reno's own large erection with each upstroke.
It felt incredible to be trapped between them, helpless to resist, his wrists held so gently but so firmly. Yazoo's hot hand knew just what to do, just how hard to pull, just how tight to make his fist and where to linger with short, sharp little squeezes. Kadaj writhed in his grasp, his soft cries loud in the muted bedroom, the nearness of Reno's straining cock nearly driving him mad. When the man reached down and cupped Kadaj's full little sac, the boy nearly came for him.
"There's my baby," Reno crooned, and gave him a hot kiss. He reached over Kadaj's hip and gave Yazoo a few hard, firm squeezes that made the man moan. "Get inside him, Yazoo, he's ready to pop."
Kadaj caught his breath and squeezed his hands into tight fists when Yazoo let go of his cock to press fingers and body against Kadaj's tight entrance. Yazoo murmured softly to him as he pressed his head inside, and they both groaned in pleasure when he eased himself deeper.
Reno sucked at Kadaj's mouth when the boy whimpered, encouraging him with low, soft whispers as Yazoo sank all the way inside him. Kadaj gasped to feel it, so full and hot within him, his whole body vibrating with tension as his arousal peaked sharply.
"That's it, baby, give him a good fuck," Reno said, and his hand was firm when it gripped Kadaj's hip, forcing his slender body hard against Yazoo's when the man began to thrust. "Cry, baby boy, let me know how good it feels."
Kadaj sobbed in pleasure, body straining against Reno's pressing hand, his cock throbbing against the man's own, the light friction just enough to heighten his enjoyment. His soft sobs made Reno moan, his eyes hot as they feasted on the sight of his two babies enjoying each other.
Yazoo reached around and cupped Kadaj's erection again, the slow stroke of his hand in stark contrast to the easy depth of his thrusts. Kadaj writhed, wild for it, transported with need.
"Good boy, Princess," Reno whispered, kissing him again, rubbing his own hard cock against Yazoo's grazing knuckles. "You wanna cum, baby?"
"Yes!" Kadaj moaned, sweating and aching, so full it felt like he'd explode.
"Cum for daddy, then, baby," Reno breathed, eyes fastening on Yazoo's pumping hand, flicking up to see the bliss etched on the man's gorgeous face. "Cum for daddy, Kadaj—show me how much you like it."
Kadaj clenched his teeth and stiffened, crying aloud as it washed over him, barely aware of Reno hissing, "That's it, baby, fuck him hard, make him cum hard for me, Yazoo."
Yazoo's hips pounded against him, the hard length of him battering Kadaj's insides, but it felt so amazing combined with his explosive orgasm that the boy could only scream in pleasure, erupting against Reno's belly and cock in hot spurts of cum to the tune of Reno's low, aroused groans.
Yazoo caught his breath, Kadaj's body squeezing him relentlessly, and surged hard, gasping.
"That's it, Yazoo—fuck him hard, cum in him so hard it hurts," Reno said, his voice tight with urgent arousal. "Cum for me, baby. Cum for me, pretty baby."
Yazoo cried softly, his body surging up to cover Kadaj's, rising up to meet the kiss Reno had ready for him. He shivered convulsively, shuddering hard and sobbing into Reno's mouth as his body clenched in a violent orgasm, hips pulsing against Kadaj's round bottom.
The boy sighed in bliss beneath their combined weight, half turned onto his stomach, liquid with post-coital pleasure. Yazoo's frantic pulses filled him with gooey heat and the boy shivered in delight to feel it, nerve endings tingling. He knew what Reno had meant when he'd said, "Warm him up for me." Kadaj still had a difficult time taking Reno as fully as the man demanded—Yazoo had just eased his way, making Kadaj slippery and slick, loose with relaxation to better accommodate Reno's impressive size.
Yazoo and Reno kissed for a long time after Yazoo stopped shaking, long enough for the man to soften inside Kadaj and his breath to slow. Reno punctuated the kisses with his usual praise, whispering, "Good boy, baby—such a good boy for daddy."
With his natural submissive grace, Yazoo blushed at the praise and hugged Kadaj, pressing tender kisses to his moist cheek and releasing his trapped wrists as he pulled out.
"Did you fill him up for me, baby?" Reno asked, and slid a long finger up inside Kadaj, making the boy moan and shiver. He whistled lowly at what he found and gave Yazoo another scorching kiss. "That's what I'm fucking talking about!"
Kadaj lay limp against the sheets, idly watching Reno swipe his hand up his belly, scooping up the boy's cooling cum. He spread it over the straining length of his heavy sex, coating himself in it, his breath quickening and his belly caving. When he got up on his knees, Kadaj automatically rolled onto his belly and got his own legs beneath him, presenting his bottom while Yazoo stroked his slender back.
"Now this," the man said, looking at the pair of them. "Is fucking heaven."
He held Kadaj's hips with his usual gentle pressure, fingers curling into the boy's flesh. He leaned close and bent over to kiss Kadaj's soft skin just below his shoulder blades. When he straightened, he asked, "How you feeling, yo? You good?"
All Kadaj could manage was a languid, lazy moan that made Reno chuckle.
"C'mere, Yazoo," he ordered. "Come to daddy."
Yazoo unwound his graceful body from the pillows and slithered down the bed to where Reno was kneeling behind Kadaj. Without being prompted, he lightly guided Reno's heavy sex against Kadaj and kissed the man as he worked his way in.
"Aw fuck," Reno gasped, sucking at Yazoo's mouth between panting breaths. "You're so fucking tight."
He pressed deeper and Kadaj exhaled deeply, letting his muscles loosen as much as he could, allowing his body to welcome Reno's as the man slid all the way in to settle deep.
Reno pulsed against him for a moment before pulling back and slamming deep, forcing a soft, faint cry from Kadaj's lips.
"Let me know if I start to hurt you, Princess," he said, his voice tight with need. He groaned, thrusting again, harder, and cursed under his breath before saying, "Fuck, Kadaj! Brace your hands against the headboard, baby, I need to do this hard."
Kadaj lifted himself onto his palms and obediently braced both hands on the wooden headboard, yelping a soft complaint when Reno shoved deep again, hard enough to cause a sharp slap as flesh met flesh. Yazoo's cum had eased the way and was seeping out around the thickness of Reno's hard body, forced out by his rough thrusts.
The boy sighed, the pain negligible compared to the joy of giving Reno what he needed. While he couldn't take it as roughly as Yazoo could, Kadaj was able to bear quite a bit of Reno's rather forceful need. The man pounded into him over and over in an ever-quickening pace, groaning as Yazoo's hands played over him, tickling his skin and scratching red marks that made him hiss in pleasure.
It all ran together for Kadaj, lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, his arms aching from absorbing the shock of Reno's rough movements, his soft moans senseless and meaningless to himself. He was focused on the act itself, lost inside his own skin and shivering with bliss. In moments like those, Kadaj could only believe that love was the best thing god had ever dreamed of, and worshipping was the best way to prove it.
Reno worked his body roughly for quite a while, never one to rush his own pleasure, though he delighted in bringing both of his lovers quickly. He transferred his grip from Kadaj's bony hips to the headboard, his hands holding tight above where Kadaj's own were braced. His thrusting stopped momentarily, long enough for him to whisper to Yazoo, "Yeah, baby, you know how I like it," and then he resumed with added urgency, his husky groans changing tenor to desperate, fierce need.
"Oh yeah!" he moaned, throwing back his head, the hard pace of his thrusts having pushed Kadaj until his head almost hit the headboard, inches away from his straining hands. "Fuck, baby boy, you're gonna make daddy cum! You want it, baby? You want me to fill you up?"
"Yes!" Kadaj moaned, writhing beneath him, shoving his straining hips back against Reno and gasping because it always felt so good, however much it might hurt. "Fill me up!"
"Ask me, baby," Reno gasped, shuddering, so close Kadaj could feel it throbbing and pulsing through the thick flesh inside him. "Ask daddy for what you want, ask like a good baby boy."
"Please," Kadaj whimpered, rocking with the jarring, hard thrusts. "Please, daddy, fill me up!"
Reno's hard orgasm came with a rough surge of his pounding body and a sharp, guttural cry of release. He thrust his cum up inside of Kadaj, slamming deep each time to fill his baby like he'd begged for so prettily, his lean body shuddering, gasping hisses escaping his clenched teeth.
Kadaj wailed to feel it, so utterly aroused that he could hardly stand it. If Yazoo hadn't done such a thorough job of jerking him off, he'd have been hard again. Instead, he rocked back against Reno's shivering, twitching body, sobbing softly in relief.
"Aw, fuck, I love my babies," Reno breathed, struggling to catch his breath. "Fuck, Yazoo, you got that shit down. All that practicing on the Princess has been good for you, yo."
Yazoo blushed and smiled, satisfied as he slipped his finger out of Reno's body, his whole posture soft and welcoming.
"Fuck, that was amazing," Reno sighed, sitting back on his heels and easing slowly out of Kadaj, enjoying the way the he whimpered and wriggled. He pulled the boy's bottom into his lap and looped his arm loosely around Yazoo, saying, "You two are gonna make me forget my tom-cat ways, yo!"
They both smiled, smug. Yazoo leaned over and fetched Reno's cigarettes, using his clean hand. Reno gave him a grateful smile and took one, bending his head to let Yazoo light it, smoking in silence while absently rubbing Kadaj's hips and lower back.
Kadaj felt it all starting to seep out of him, and shifted to let Reno know he was about to get it on him, but the man only rubbed one round, muscled little cheek and murmured, "I know, Princess. Let daddy finish his smoke, yo, then we'll get cleaned up."
Stupid Cloud could take his stupid suggestions and stick them up his stupid, Mr. Grumpy-Pants ass because Kadaj wasn't going anywhere but straight to the shower with his lovers and then back to bed.
He snuggled his face into the rumpled sheets and smiled, perfectly content.