Potior
Author:
Ashika
Summary: Blue clashes against itself and three are not left unscathed. Love, passion, and lust are lost in the chilling ardor of their adoration.
Disclaimer: I own no part of Sailor Moon and/or any subsequent characters. The plot and wording is mine.


It's cold, cold, cold. It's always so cold. She can't help but shiver and shuffle closer to her lovers. A strong, supple arm drags her to a warm body and she sighs.

She's a little bit awake now, a little bit aroused. She plants moist kisses along his chest – a deep chuckle rumbles. His bleary eyes crack open and he smiles.

"You're insatiable."

She smiles back and she doesn't deny the accusation. "Yeah, I know."

He caresses her golden hair, so unlike her mother's, and groans as she caresses him. She's pulls herself up and moves her lips to his. A movement to the side and silver hair flashes in the moonlight.

"A party without me?" His voice is deep and rumbling, just like it always is first thing in the morning. She doesn't think about the not-so-morning sky. All she's thinking about is the men who love her so much.

The silver-haired one leans over, kissing…touching…licking his partner.

Blue eyes, midnight blue, flash open. They're not bleary and he's not tired anymore. "Mando-chan," he moans.

Demando is all about the teasing. Except when he's distracted by the girl.

"Mou, don't forget me," she pouts, her bottom lip jutting out and so deliciously cherry red.

A sultry smile touches his mouth. "Never, Usa-ko."

They grin simultaneously; their lips meet in the center. The forgotten man growls, something he only does at night. "You can't forget me in the process."

Usagi laughs against Demando's mouth. "I guess we shouldn't."

The sultry smile hasn't gone anywhere. Icy blue eyes, Demando's, turn to the man underneath them. "So…demanding. Didn't your mother teach you manners?"

"Speak for yourself."

"Mamo-chan…" Usagi is grinning and she leans to kiss her beloved. "I could never forget you."

Mamoru is growling again. "Better not."

The girl smirks and dips her head – soft, loving lips touching a pale, hairless chest. Demando drops his own lips to the chest, circling pendants of skin. Gold and silver hair mingles on Mamoru's body, but he doesn't notice. His eyes are closed in rapture as two lovers pleasure his body.

Somehow Usagi finds herself beneath and she's gasping for air. Endless miles of skin presses against her and both men breathe in shallow pants. Mamoru is groaning above her – she can see Demando's shaggy silver locks above the pure raven of Mamoru.

She's sweating now. She can feel it dripping down her chest. She can feel the sweat of them all merging on her skin.

Baby blue eyes, robin blue eyes, watch as her men love her and each other. She screams in the dawning sky.

They all scream.

The fading night brushes against them all. And blue against blue against blue vanishes as the glaring heat of day washes over them.


AN: This is all Gackt Camui's fault. Blame her. She wanted a threesome between Demando, Usagi, and Mamoru. Of course, I got sucked into it. Ah well, I think it's pretty good. Please review.:) It makes my day to read reviews. And if anyone cares, email or leave it in a review that you want to know what the title means.