Chapter 6 – Auradon and Imperial City

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It felt unreal to be doing this – doing it to Ben, of all people, the future king of Auradon, who was so kind and proper and controlled. Now he was like putty in their hands, flushing helplessly as they pulled him out of his clothes, terribly erect by the time they had him perch on the side of the tub so he could watch Doug and Chad strip Aziz and Lonnie.

True to Lonnie's word, Chad and Doug watched as the two of them cradled Ben between them in the shower, Lonnie determined to rut Aziz and Ben together while she whispered filthy things into Ben's ear from behind.

"Oh wow," Chad panted, flushed and eager, filling Doug with conflicting swells of jealousy and pleasure, the musician forcing both of them down in favor of taking care of Chad.

He couldn't be greedy. He couldn't hoard. Bad things happened to dwarves that lost themselves to the call of treasure.

Instead he took his time pulling Chad into careful kisses, keeping the blond cradled in his lap as they slowly stripped out of their clothes once more.

"Are you okay with this?" Doug asked multiple times, pausing when they were down to their boxer briefs, a wet spot growing on the spot where Chad's length bulged against his clothes.

"Yes, Doug," Chad panted, curling close. "But um- what should we do with Ben, when um- it's our turn?"

"What do you want to do?" Doug asked, pulse thundering in his chest.

"Um." Chad made a show of thinking about this. "You could see if he likes that butt stuff, maybe, and I could kiss him."

There was something in Doug's chest that twisted at the thought of Ben allowing such a thing – something like hope and desperation, and Doug wasn't sure if he liked it.

"And if not, you could just jerk him off in your lap," Chad continued. "You're really good at that."

"Okay." Doug eyed the bottle of waterproof lubricant Aziz had plopped onto the counter like some kind of promise, as though he'd expected things to take a turn like this.

"Up for more?" Lonnie asked as she and Aziz guided a panting Ben out of the shower, a dark flush spilling down his defined chest. "Or do you wanna call it?"

"I'm good, I'm fine," Ben gasped, making the other two giggle as he awkwardly climbed into the tub, where Chad and Doug were waiting. "Um-"

"Face me," Chad said, cupping Ben's face between his hands and leaning forward with a light flush. "May I kiss you?"

"Yes," Ben said, like this hadn't been what he'd dreamed of since the moment he met Chad.

Doug tried not to dwell on it, working with Chad instead to settle Ben into his lap. That seemed to make the Auradon prince flush, something that worsened when Doug urged one hand around his length, allowing the other to cup his rear.

"D-Doug," Ben panted, his head thrown back with a gasp. "You don't- I mean, if you don't want to-"

"He wouldn't do it if he didn't want to, Ben," Chad hummed, giving Ben a comforting smile. "Doug's going to try something different with you. Just let us know if you don't like it or not."

"Try what?" Ben asked, but he was cut off by Chad's insistent kiss, then lost to it, the two princes making out gently while Doug continued to coax Ben into full arousal once more.

Once he was there, he slathered his free hand with the waterproof lubricant and slipped a hand between Ben's cheeks, prodding carefully against his entrance, beginning to work the lubricant in.

"Doug!" Ben croaked, pulling away from Chad with a wide-eyed look. "W-What are you- um- what is that?"

"Don't like it?" Doug asked, pulling his hand back. "Sorry, I'll stick to-"

"No, I um- I- I think I liked it," Ben admitted, flushing crimson. "Just- what are you doing?"

"He's going to put his finger up your butt!" Chad chirped helpfully. "It feels really good. He's super great at it."

"Ah," Lonnie said, leaning against a flushed Aziz. "That does explain some things."

"Oh wow," Aziz said, a phrase he'd picked up from Chad and used without the slightest hint of mockery. "I am learning so much today."

"I'll stop whenever you tell me to, Ben," Doug said, heat building low in his chest. "This isn't our only option, it's just one of them."

"I'd like to try it then," Ben admitted, and then Chad gently coaxed him back into exchanging clumsy kisses.

And Doug focused his efforts on massaging Ben's entrance, the puckered ring of muscle twitching and shivering against his administrations. He waited until he was sure Ben was prepared before he eased one finger into the prince's heat, and much like it had been with Chad the first time, Ben broke into a series of messy moans.

"Doug," he croaked against Chad's mouth. "It's um- it's so-"

"Yeah," Chad chirped, slinking a hand between Ben's legs and pumping him carefully. "It's a lot."

Ben ended up taking two of Doug's fingers like a champ. His hips were always eager to rut back against Doug's attentions, leaving him to shudder in enticing jolts. Doug had already been satisfied that morning, but between Chad and Ben and the show that had been put on before, he was worked up again, and Ben was shifting close to dangerous territory.

"More," Ben asked, hands flexing into clawed shapes. "Please, Doug."

Doug blinked, but complied. He'd only gotten up to two fingers with Chad. He hadn't tried for three yet, was too worried about hurting the blond, but Ben seemed to take them like it was nothing, quick to demand a fourth until the Auradon prince was letting out a stream of nonstop moans.

"Doug," Ben whimpered, half-lidded gaze turning towards him, beseeching. "I um- I need-"

Doug was sure he blushed down to his toes. "Maybe Chad can- if he can fit a-"

"Can I ride you?" Ben asked, making Doug's entire world grind to a halt, because one of Ben's hands was curled in his hair, his gaze was hopeful, and Doug already had four fingers buried deep inside the future king, and he was asking- he wanted Doug when Chad was right there, and maybe that was for the best because Doug didn't know what he'd do if he had to watch Chad fuck Ben right now.

"Yes, Ben," Doug said, thinking there'd be more to it, but that was all it too for Ben to tug his fingers out of him, for Ben to turn and straddle Doug's lap properly.

"Holy shit," Aziz whispered as Ben grabbed the base of Doug's length underneath the water, easing himself down onto it with a prolonged moan.

"Fuck," Doug hissed, squeezing his eyes shut because Ben was so tight, Ben felt so good and he was so tight and kept shuddering around him, desperate for more.

"Doug," Ben crooned, wavering hard against his stomach. "Doug, Doug."

"Lonnie," Doug gasped while he could still hold onto his coherence. "Chad- could you-?"

"We've got him," Lonnie assured, and then Aziz was tugging the blond out of the bathtub, the two of them cradling Chad between them as Aziz worked his pretty length up and down, Chad moaning all the while.

"Shit," Ben hissed, burying his face in the crook of Doug's shoulder. "Doug. Doug, it- fuck me, please."

"Okay," Doug said, the words talking to a primal, instinctive part of him, one that had him curling his hands around Ben's hips like it was nothing, that had him guiding the prince up and down so he could be fucked properly, Ben's knees bent, cheeks flushed and lips parted. He looked sinful, like nothing that should ever be close to Doug, and yet it was Doug he was begging for, Doug he was clutching onto, as though afraid the other teen would disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough.

"Doug!" Ben croaked when Doug hit a certain spot, the same cluster of nerves that drove Chad crazy. "There. There, please."

"I've got you," Doug murmured, holding onto his control by the skin of his teeth, desperate to see to Ben's completion before his own. This was Ben who was bouncing in his lap, Ben who was eager for him, Ben, whose fingers were curled into his hair while he kept on letting out gasped little 'oh's, and it was Ben that inevitably found his release, Doug thrusting against that certain spot and causing Ben to sputter all over his own chest.

Doug shifted one of his hands off Ben's hips to pump him through it until he was a cooing mess, and only then did Doug let go, unloading deep into Ben's heat, causing the prince to let out a desperate sort of sound.

When it was over they were both gasping, Ben collapsed against his chest, seemingly spent.

Lonnie was the one that let the water out, slowly exposing them piece by piece.

"Damn, Doug," she murmured, and though Doug couldn't see what she was completely doing, he was pretty sure she was toying with Ben's butt, the prince shuddering as she probed between his cheeks, likely to look at the twitching hole spilling Doug's fluids. "That was fucking awesome."

"Yeah, it was," Chad said somewhat dreamily, slumped against Aziz's chest.

And yet, Doug was not mad. He supposed he didn't have any right to be, seeing as Chad wasn't mad that Doug had literally just fucked Ben.

He guessed this really was just friend stuff.

"Lonnie," Ben moaned when her fingers probed deeper, and Doug could feel the warm slick spilling out onto his thigh, dripping from Ben.

"We gotta get this all out, big boy," she said, unrepentant. "Next time, we use condoms."

"I might have brought those too," Aziz said. "But my mom mostly gave me them with the understanding that I was an entirely hopeless case, so I guess the joke's on her."

"Let's clean up," Doug offered as a change of subject, one Lonnie gratefully latched onto as she made Ben stick his butt out more so she could finish retrieving Doug's seed, which should be embarrassing but mostly wasn't.

He wondered how else their morning could devolve.

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"Can we just make a vow here and now that this won't make things weird?" Aziz asked after they all got dressed again and were gathered back in the main room. "Because we are still super awesome friends and we shouldn't let this change that."

"I can get behind that," Lonnie agreed, sticking her hand out. After a moment's hesitation, Aziz placed his hand atop hers with a pleased smile.

It didn't take much for Chad to follow with an enthusiastic grin, and where Chad went, Doug was sure to follow.

Ben was last, his hand shy but smile genuine. "I, Ben Florian, vow not to let things get weird."

"Because this can only make things better," Aziz chirped.

"And it's nice," Chad added.

"And also not a big deal," Doug said, when it became obvious they were waiting for him to speak up.

"Great," Lonnie chirped. "Then we're all decided. Now let's get breakfast, our early morning exercise really built up my appetite."

And that was all that was said about that.

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Doug was uncertain about how the rest of the day would proceed, but just as they vowed, no one made a big deal of things. They had breakfast in the sunroom and were treated to some of Mrs. Potts' famous cooking. That was followed by an afternoon of riding horses through private castle trails that ended with Chad enthusiastically conversing with all of their rides, giving each of them treats and pets, as dictated by the laws of being Chadwick James.

They took pictures and videos and broke apart for free time when they got back, most of them retreating to the library to absorb the bounty of literature available to them. Chad spent that time hunkered down with his sketchbook, designing new, secret outfits he didn't want Doug to see yet. That was okay with Doug, who was happy hunting down books for both of them to enjoy later, grinning when Aziz made a beeline for the ancient maps section.

He didn't expect Lonnie to dabble in the romance section, but he supposed that was what he got for making hasty judgements.

They were treated to another delicious meal at dinner, and that time Ben's parents joined them, happy to question them about how their day had proceeded, if Ben had 'actually relaxed' like they asked him to instead of working himself into the ground. It was enough to leave Ben flushing in a rather attractive way, something they all made fun of him for on the way back to his room.

Really, it was only the mornings and evenings that seemed to change, because that was when certain activities occurred.

It was strange sleeping without Chad, but Doug knew the blond was safe with Ben and Lonnie. He wasn't sure if Aziz would actually want to do anything since it was just Doug, but the prince was as enthusiastic as the rest of them when they eased into the shower, asking Doug if he could do what he'd done with Ben that morning.

That was how the prince of Agrabah came to be fucked against the shower wall, Doug lifting him with ease as Aziz wrapped his legs around his waist, panting and moaning and making enticing faces while Doug thrust effortlessly into his heat.

"Doug, Doug, fuck Doug," Aziz croaked before Doug jerked him through his release.

It left Doug feeling adrift with the intimacy of it all, but somehow he was brought back to shore with Lonnie and her determination to collect any and all used condoms (post-rinsing, of course).

"We cannot throw this shit in the trashcans," she hissed as when collected the evidence of their misdeeds into a Ziploc she hid in a secret pocket of Aziz's bag. "Some nosy servant would find it and decide we were being irresponsible, despite condoms being like, the most responsible thing."

"Yes, Lonnie," Aziz slurred, mostly out of it, and the other teen rolled her eyes with a fond grin before turning back to her work.

So it was different, but Doug guessed it was okay. At the very least Chad let him know all the different things he got up to when they were apart, and true to his word, Doug kept no secrets from him.

"And how did Aziz sound?" Chad asked when they were all cuddling in the media room post-shower, intent to watch yet another movie since most of them didn't have time for such things during the school year. "Was it nice?"

"Very," Doug confirmed. "Lot's of – oh, Doug – there." And then Doug gave his best impression of Aziz's moans, which made the Agraben prince bury his face in his hands.

"Sexy," Lonnie chirped, ruffling Aziz's hair.

"Yep," Chad agreed. "Want to hear what Lonnie sounds like when Ben licks her um- you know?"

"Um." Doug flushed dark, and then pushed onwards because he had already damned himself anyway. "Sure."

Being treated to Chad's recreated moans of Ben eating Lonnie out would forever be a gift, and Doug was glad he was entirely spent because he might have lost himself to that alone. Fortunately, he could simply appreciate Chad's performance while Lonnie puffed up with pride beside him.

"Good work, Chad," she said, squeezing his shoulder. "I wanna hear Ben next."

"Okay," Chad chirped, launching straight into the next impression.

It was a new normal, though not necessarily a bad one.

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Ben kept their days filled, though at the request of his mother, he was certain to give them plenty of downtime so they could unwind on their own. Usually they took this time to catch up on their reading or take naps (which were entirely indulgent and not at all things they could appreciate during the school year, thus making them perfect for summer vacation). More than once they'd fallen asleep out in the private gardens, the lot of them sharing hammocks together as they dozed in the gentle Auradon sun. Doug was pretty sure Ben's mom had taken pictures of that affair and sent them to the rest of their parents, because Doug and Chad were treated to very enthusiastic gushing from his amad the next time they called him.

"I'm working with Dori – we're making a whole photo collection," his amad explained. "We're going to hang it on the wall."

"We'll call it 'Proof Doug has friends!'," his adad shouted from the distance, and while Doug was mildly embarrassed, it was still heartwarming to listen to his amad fuss at his father for not being supportive.

They visited the beach and spent a full day playing in a private cove, flying kites and building sandcastles, and everything was very congenial until Lonnie and Aziz started throwing wet sand at each other – then of course it became an all-out war. Ben and Doug got split up due to their superior strength and spent most of the time capturing the other team and tossing them into the ocean while Chad acted as a referee, taking pictures and videos with his waterproof camera and cheering all of them on.

They were a proper mess by the time they got back to the castle and no one thought twice before they split apart to get cleaned up. That time, Doug shared a shower with Chad that was strictly platonic, taking turn washing each other's hair and cataloging sunburns before they collapsed in Ben's media room to build their own tacos, because even Ben got sick of Auradon food from time-to-time.

They spent a day cruising the Auradon coastline in a private yacht, dining on fancy plateware that made Doug feel like royalty before squishing together in a pile that shouldn't be comfortable in one of the private cabins to sleep off their carbs, and by the time they made it back to Belle's Harbor, they were entirely rejuvenated. They put on disguises so they could attend evening cabaret shows without being hassled – sitting in the royal private box to attend a ballet that Chad was entirely dazzled by, the blond mimicking some of the movements in the privacy of their guest room after the fact, looking adorable in his oversized pajamas.

They went to a chocolatier and tried their own hand at dessert creation, and even if they weren't particularly great at it, everything tasted nice, which Doug felt counted. They visited the workshop of Ben's grandfather and Aziz had a field day working under the inventor's supervision to create new tools for adventuring, thus proving a hidden hand at engineering Doug hadn't realized he had.

"Been holding out on us, Aziz?" Lonnie asked, pulling the prince into a headlock and ruffling his hair until it was a fine mess. "Are you really an egghead under all that muscle?"

"I had to get something from my mom," Aziz sputtered, making the rest of them laugh as Chad captured a new set of pictures.

They spent one day at a professional Swords and Shields match that ended with Lonnie and Aziz practicing in the depths of the castle's private gym, the two of them eventually managing to coax Ben into the fray while Doug and Chad watched from the sidelines.

"Should we tell them we have combat training too?" Chad asked Doug, letting his head lean against the musician's shoulder.

It was a necessity of all who lived in Erebor – save for maybe Doug's amad, even if King Thorin insisted the gentlehobbit participate in training every once and a while. It was simply a part of dwarven culture to be able to defend yourself and your home if needed. It was something Chad had picked up when he started staying with Doug over the summer.

"You don't like fighting for the sake of it," Doug reminded him, reaching over to squeeze Chad's hand. "And that's admirable. I think we're good watching."

In his peripherals, he watched Chad's shoulders relax. "You're the best, Doug."

The words, of course, went straight to Doug's heart, though he tried to calm himself, knowing he couldn't push until Chad was ready. "I feel the same way about you."

"Aw, Doug," Chad croaked, turning to bury his face properly in the curve of Doug's shoulder, and Doug tried not to latch onto it, tried not to hold on tight, but as always, he failed.

It was, however, a failure he did not take to heart.

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It was nothing less than mind boggling that Doug had sex with Ben and Aziz before he did the same with Chad, or maybe it wasn't, because the best things deserved an appropriate amount of care, and that was what Doug wanted to give to Chad, what he always wanted to give to Chad.

He had to wait until they were finally alone for an evening, and then he broke their unspoken rule and pleasured Chad in their bed rather than the bathroom where it was easier to clean up the evidence, because Chad was Doug's One and he deserved the most comfort Doug could offer him.

"Oh," Chad gasped, eyes fluttering shut and cheeks flushed when Doug eased into him, the blond's legs tucked up towards his chest as he shuddered around Doug's length. "Oh, Doug."

"I've got you," Doug promised, feeling the words sing deep in his heart of hearts. "I've got you, Chad, always."

"Doug," Chad croaked, squeezing around him in a delicious way, his pretty length quivering against his stomach. "If um- if I lost my shoe…"

"Yeah?" Doug hummed, sucking on the curve of Chad's neck, the seemingly insubstantial action making Chad gasp, new beads of slick spilling from the head of his need from that alone.

"Um- nothing," Chad gasped. "Could you kiss me?"

"Always," Doug murmured, and then he did just that, exhibiting as much restraint as he could until he could help it no more and wrapped a hand around Chad's length, giving him a few careful pumps that left him clutching onto Doug tight, sending them in a loop of pleasure until they both fell apart.

"Doug," Chad panted, chest heaving, covered in warm spatters of his own slick. "That was amazing." He dropped his voice, ducking his head bashfully. "I um- I waited for you to do that."

The words sent a certain heat through Doug, one that mostly focused on emotional comfort rather than physical pleasure. His One had waited. He'd chosen Doug.

At least in this, but that counted for a lot.

"You can be my first too," Doug informed him, kissing Chad's shoulder. "When I try that out."

"Doug," Chad gasped, clutching onto him weakly.

Doug shuddered even though he was done, then guided Chad's legs around his waist, wrapping the blond's arms around his shoulders until he could stand up in an easy motion, still buried in Chad.

"We should get cleaned up," he murmured, carrying the prince into the bathroom, and it was only when they were in the shower stall that he pulled Chad off of him, letting the blond watch Doug's slick spill out of him in the reflection of the mirror.

"Oh, wow," Chad said, then started kissing Doug under the warm spray of water, a point of familiarity that helped Doug feel grounded in the growing chaos of their summer.

Even if everything else was strange, they had this, and – hopefully – things would stay that way.

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Before they knew it, their two weeks in Auradon were up and they were off to Imperial City via train, Chad's face pressed against the window of their private cabin as the Auradon countryside flew by them. Even at high speed, the trip took most of the day, and they were let out in Imperial City late that night to the welcoming arms of Lonnie's family.

"Aziz!" General Fa Mulan greeted, ruffling the prince's hair in a manner not unlike her daughter's. "It has been too long! Have you been treating our daughter well?"

"As well as she'll let me," Aziz grumbled, somewhat confirming Aziz and Lonnie's lifelong, if somewhat strange, friendship.

"That's my girl," the general chirped before swooping in to claim her daughter in a tight hug, her husband easily taking her place and reminding Aziz of the very many swords their family kept on hand at a regular basis.

"Dad," Lonnie groaned, smacking General Li Shang's arm. "I actually want a boyfriend at some point."

"So long as they know what they're getting into," her father hummed, and that was that.

Lonnie might not be the daughter of royalty, but her parents did save Imperial City and were revered military leaders, and as such were given the treatment such positions demanded. Lonnie didn't live in a castle, but her house easily bordered on mansion territory – multi-leveled and sprawling in the traditional Imperial City way.

Doug tried not to be overwhelmed by it, thinking back on the modest apartments his family kept back in Erebor. What had he been thinking, inviting royalty to stay for the summer? Maybe they could rent a house in Dale for two weeks – at least it would be human-sized.

"Don't worry," Chad hummed, holding his hand as they trailed after the others. "They'll love your place just as much as I do."

Even if their apartment back home was somewhat grander than the average Erebor abode – as was befitting of two members of the company – they weren't anything like this. There were five rooms – one for each of Doug's parents as well as Doug himself, two for guests, as well as a dining, living, office, and kitchen space. They had a small workshop for their crafts, and access to one of the upper balconies so his amad could manage a garden. By Erebor standards, it was a mansion, but it was nothing like this.

"The dark's an adjustment, though," Doug murmured. Dwarves were used to living underground and didn't think much of not receiving natural light on a regular basis, but that sort of thing worked differently with humans. "What if-"

"Doug, it will be fine," Chad urged, and then he was tugging Doug closer to the others, cutting off their private conversation.

They had been allotted an entire hall to stay in that was near Lonnie's room. They were split into two guest rooms even though the generals assured there were more.

"They like sticking close," Lonnie explained, and that was all that was said about that when they settled in.

"Okay, so… maybe less sex," Aziz said when they all gathered in Lonnie's room, Chad staring out the window as he catalogued new birds he would introduce himself to later.

"What?" Lonnie's brows furrowed together. "Why? We have the whole hall to ourselves."

"Because I don't want your dad to cut my dick off?" Aziz offered with a flush. "I like my dick; I've grown very attached to it."

"As have the rest of us," Ben said with a flush, and just like every other time he ventured towards more tawdry topics, Lonnie clapped.

"It's not a big deal," Lonnie said with a roll of her eyes. "But if it's going to bother you, we can work around it. I was thinking about taking you guys camping anyway."

Lonnie's version of camping involved visiting the Fa-Li hunting Lodge an hour from her house, and based on the knowing look in her parents' gazes, they knew exactly why she took them there. Still, it was a full week of hiking and climbing and rafting, of boating along peaceful lakes and walking botanical gardens before collapsing together in the privacy of the lodge.

Chad and Doug were the ones that ended up cooking for them more often than not, the two of them well-trained under the tutelage of Doug's amad, but the others cleaned and did their damnedest not to be a nuisance, even if they are determined to sneak in hugs and gropes and (for Chad) the occasional kiss.

Doug still hasn't kissed any of the others, but they didn't mention anything about it, likely because they were only there for Chad anyway.

"Doug," Lonnie moaned when he hooked her legs over his shoulders that night, doing his best to pleasure her with his mouth, lapping at warm folds while Ben watched on, palming himself with a distinct whimper. "Light, Doug."

"Can I lick you next?" Ben asked, because something about the action appealed to his inner beast, apparently. It was likely the same reason why he was always so eager to go down on his knees for any of them, though Doug had to admit his favorite moments were when he did so in front of Aziz, who always sputtered and flushed when he was pulled out of his clothes in front of the rest of them. It was one of the few times were the Agraben prince wasn't entirely confident and in control.

"You'd better," Lonnie growled.

Ben launched in as soon as Doug had guided Lonnie through her first release, pausing to stare hopefully at Doug's slick-smeared lips before he focused on Lonnie, thrusting his tongue deep inside her as he toyed tentatively with her clit.

The lodge included a set of hot springs enclosed in a private room not far off the house, and they spent one night there skinny dipping, half of them relaxing in the warm water and half of them making fun of the way Aziz was worked up just from watching them.

"You're all good looking, okay?" Aziz moaned into the shelter of his hands, flushing dark. "I am only human."

"Yeah, yeah," Lonnie would giggle before shoving the prince into Doug's lap.

"Lonnie," Aziz squeaked, shuddering for some reason, but Doug was relaxed and happy – similar to how he'd felt in the 'Glowing Waters' back in Neverland – so he didn't think much of guiding Aziz's legs wide and teasing him for the others' entertainment. "Doug," Aziz moaned, pulsing in his hand. "Doug."

"You look very pretty, Aziz," Chad informed the prince with a flush, and Aziz's flustered response was enough to have the others piling in with compliments until he fell apart with a fantastic shout.

He seemed immediately embarrassed afterwards, which Lonnie – of course – jumped on.

"I don't think Aziz is allowed to wear clothes tomorrow," Lonnie hummed, making the prince hide his face in the curve of Doug's neck with a small whimper.

True to her word, they didn't allow Aziz any clothes after their morning showers. He worried about touching the furniture with his bare skin so they solved that problem by letting him sit in their laps, Ben content with his lapful of Agraben prince during breakfast, his touches entirely benign and innocent. He fed Aziz from his hand, letting the prince suck his fingers as a dark flush spilled across the bridge of his nose. Ben was even kind enough to lick the syrup off of Aziz's lips, but despite the fact that the Agraben prince was definitely aroused after that display, none of them moved to relieve him.

It became a running theme for the rest of the day.

They took turns cuddling Aziz, Lonnie holding the prince in her lap when they watched a movie, her hands aimlessly tracing his chest and outer thighs until he was trembling in her hold. Anytime he reached for himself, they redirected his hand, capturing it in their own or pinning it to his side. They had lunch and Lonnie decided that they should eat dessert off of Aziz, coating his chest in chocolate and caramel syrup that they take turns licking off of him.

Aziz almost made it to dinner before the teasing became too much for him, until he was plastered against Doug's side, rutting his wet length against the musician's leg.

"Please," Aziz moaned. "Please, please, just-"

"Okay," Lonnie said, making the prince sigh in relief because in the next second Ben was upon him, dropping to his knees and eagerly swallowing Aziz down.

The prince ended up coming two more times after the fact, dazed but undoubtedly satisfied. Lonnie still didn't allow him his clothes, though, so by the time dinner was over, he was worked up again.

Luckily, Ben was always happy for dessert.

"Wow," Chad whispered when they were curled in bed later. "That was intense."

"Anyone else have any sexual kinks they want to explore?" Lonnie asked, a boneless Aziz curled against her side. "I think I want to dominate one of you."

"Could it be me?" Ben asked, voice strangled. "I mean, assuming you guys don't want to."

"I'll stick to getting dominated by Doug," Chad said, proving that he didn't truly understand the concept.

At the very least Lonnie laughed with him instead of at him.

"Doug?" Lonnie prompted. "Do you have anything you want in particular?"

"I already have it," Doug said, because this was dangerous enough as it was, he didn't need to go soul searching to discover additional trouble.

"Aw, me too," Chad hummed, trading and easy kiss with Doug.

It should be – and was – enough. Doug had his One right there in his arms, but the others… their presence felt right as well. Made Doug feel complete in a way he normally wasn't when he was just with two of them, or even four.

Which made him fear what the future brought them as much as he revered it.

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Endnotes:

Doug for the majority of this fic: Oh no, FEELINGS. Yep, better just ignore them forever.

Story notes:

Shoutout to TripAdviser for giving me a list of activities to do in Paris, France for their Auradon Shenanigans.

Until next time :)