Chapter 25 – A Harry Situation

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Just as Gil was on the mend, Harry got sick.

He was entirely more of a shit about it.

These were Uma's words, of course.

"He's just mad because his royal kingliness invited us to some weekend retreat with his planning committee so we could network and finalize some new programs for the future, and now he can't go," Uma explained while she and Gil eased their luggage into her enchanted pouch.

"Why the fuck does Gilly need to go?" Harry snapped, his cheeks flushed with the familiar look of illness. "He isn't going to do any paperwork."

"You might not remember this, but Gil's charming as hell," Uma informed him, Gil offering Harry sympathetic looks over her shoulder. "He's going to warm their hearts and shit, and also because the king fucking invited him. Now, you're going to stay here and rest-"

"I'm fine," Harry snarled despite the fact that he was swaying where he sat, stubbornly dressed in his usual pirate clothes despite clutching onto the blanket wrapped around his shoulders.

"-and you are going to listen to Chad," Uma continued as though she hadn't heard him. "You will eat and drink when and what he tells you to, sleep when he tells you to, and try to fight your inherent inclination to be an obnoxious shit." She turned to face Chad, ignoring the way her first mate sputtered in response. "He doesn't like sleeping alone, so you have our permission to stay the night with him."

Somehow, Harry's flush darkened. "I don't bloody need-"

"Do you want me to tell princess you're sick?" Uma challenged. "Want her to take care of you? Because I can do that, Harry. I can drop you off at that cottage of hers-"

"Fucking fine," Harry growled, crossing his arms with an annoyed huff.

"Thank you," Uma sniffed daintily before shifting her attention back to Chad. "He prefers showers to baths, so if you could help him clean up-" She held up a hand to silence Harry when he opened his mouth, and after a moment's hesitation, he closed it with a pout. "-we would greatly appreciate that. As for pictures – same deal as last time. I want multiple every day, and I'll call you when we're not in meetings so we can catch up."

"You got it, captain," Chad said, grateful for the chance to prove his capabilities. "You can count on us."

"I know," Uma said, and she even seemed to mean it. "One last thing. He probably won't get horny, but if he does, you're free to help him-"

"Uma," Harry hissed, flushing scarlet.

"-but I would like to know when it happens, so just send me a text," Uma chirped. "We can use a code or something. Like… we ride with the tide." She giggled as though this was some great joke. "That will do."

"O-Okay, Uma," Chad said, feeling a bit flustered. He guessed he'd get Aziz to give Harry a handjob if it came down to it. Or maybe Jay. Was this a friend thing? He guessed it was just a friend thing.

It was kind of cool how this was a universal constant and he hadn't known about it before his wish at all.

Chad cleared his throat, forcing himself to move on. "Have a good trip, guys," he said. "I hope you finalize all that paperwork."

"We'd finalize more if that damn event planner would show up," Uma said. "But I guess you can decline invitations from the king if you're good enough at your job."

Chad tried not to tense, and thankfully Uma didn't notice anything, the captain already motioning for Gil to follow her out the door.

"Bye, Harry!" Gil chirped. "Sleep well. And if Jay wants to cuddle you-"

"Fuck off, Gil," Harry snapped, his shoulders hunching defensively.

Uma waved Gil off before the second mate could try to finish that sentence, likely deciding it wasn't worth the trouble. "Goodbye, sweetheart," she said, making Harry flush. "We'll be back in a few days."

"Traitors," Harry muttered after they'd walked out the door, swaying angrily where he stood.

"They're just trying to do what's best for you," Chad said, cautiously moving to the other teen's side. "Come on, let's get you changed into some more comfortable clothing."

"I'm fine, thanks," Harry snapped, something that transformed into a squawk when Jay bodily picked him up.

"You heard Uma," Jay drawled as Harry weakly struggled in his arms. "Chad's in charge, and Chad says you're getting comfied up."

"Thanks, Jay," Chad said somewhat weakly, wincing as he guided the two VKs back to the pirates' room. Jay helped him change Harry out of his clothes, much to the first mate's embarrassment, but they made up for this by giving him one of Uma's soft lounging shirts and Gil's pajama pants, which appeased him somewhat.

"I don't need to be in the fucking living room," Harry muttered, curling up on top of his bed. "I'll just stay here."

"Okay," Chad said instead of arguing. "Jay's just going to fetch us a few things."

Harry blinked at him. "You're staying?"

"Yeah," Chad said, dragging one of the blankets he'd knitted over Harry's legs. "I want to be on hand in case you need anything. Don't worry, I'll keep to myself. You don't have to worry about me bothering you."

"You're already fucking bothering me," Harry muttered, but he curled sleepily into his pillow, so Chad assumed that was the end of that argument.

Jay was the one to fetch Chad's tablet and laptop, Aziz was the one to get Harry bottles of water and Gatorade, to tag out with Chad so he could make warm tea. The prince was off on Friday's, so they worked together to keep Harry comfortable, as little as he seemed to appreciate it.

"Ye can fuck right off," Harry muttered when Chad guided him towards the bathroom, holding the first mate up as he took care of his business. "I can pee by my damn self."

"This is for my peace of mind then," Chad said, earning an annoyed look from Harry.

They had more soup and bread for dinner, Jay carrying Harry out into the living room so they could all watch tv together over Harry's insistent protests of not needing such a thing. Still, he found himself enraptured in the same soap opera Fairy Godmother had dragged them into, which was a pleasant sort of victory in itself.

"I don't need to get clean," Harry muttered when Chad guided him into their bathroom that night.

"You heard Uma's orders, same as me," Chad reminded him as he set the first mate down on the chaise lounge that was in the bathroom for no other reason than to be an obnoxious note of wealth. At least Chad could use it now. "I don't have to take all your clothes off if you don't want, though."

"I'm not getting my underwear wet for this bullshit," Harry snapped. "Just let me do it alone."

Chad sighed, then called Uma, placing the phone on speaker so the captain could give the orders herself while Chad worked off Harry's clothes.

"Evil, Harry," Uma said. "Do you really need my permission twice? I promise it's fine, and princy wouldn't touch you if he didn't want to."

"That's true," Chad said, feeling dumb that he hadn't thought to mention that himself. "I'm happy to help you, Harry."

"Because I'm a hero," Harry muttered, looking bitter about it.

"Because you're a good guy who cares for his crew and the rest of the Isle refugees," Chad countered. "And I like helping good guys out."

"You heard the man, Harry," Uma drawled. "You're a good guy. You gonna argue with the opinion of royalty?"

"I will if it's a stupid opinion," Harry muttered. "Uma-"

"Get in the shower," Uma ordered. "And if you get that cute hand on your dick, you're welcome."

With that she ended the call, making Chad flush.

Harry cleared his throat beside him, and when Chad looked up from where he was folding the first mate's shirt, Harry looked somewhat apologetic.

"Ye don't actually have to do anything," he said, seeming embarrassed. "If I get worked up, I mean."

"Hey, it's fine," Chad tried to assure him, setting the shirt on top of Harry's pants and socks before moving to turn on the shower. "What's a few handjobs between friends?"

"Evil, blondie," Harry hissed weakly. "Ye can't say shit like that."

"Sure I can," Chad said before he stripped out of his own clothes in quick, efficient movements, deliberating over his underwear for a few seconds before he slipped out of them with a shrug.

When he turned back to Harry, his flush seemed to have spilled down his chest as he split his gaze between Chad and the ceiling, something that only worsened when Chad tugged his underwear off.

While this was Chad's first time seeing Harry entirely naked up close, he was already familiar with what some of his most intimate places looked like, which was why he wasn't nearly as bashful as he would have been as he helped Harry into the shower. He sat him down on the built-in stone bench and let Harry lean against his side, using a loofah and hand nozzle to get the first mate clean as the rainforest shower head drizzled on them from above.

Chad thought Harry seemed to appreciate scalp rubs whenever he got to washing the first mate's hair, but he realized belatedly that maybe Harry had been affected in a different way when Chad had finished washing away the last of the shampoo.

As Uma had theorized, Harry was hard and seemed somewhat humiliated by this.

Which had Chad pressing onward as though things were completely normal, the same way Jay had with him when Chad had accidentally urged him into an early morning handjob while moaning Ben's name. It only seemed fair.

"It's okay," Chad said as he pulled the first mate into his lap, Harry looking up at him with startled eyes before Chad tentatively wrapped a hand around his length, giving him a slow, deliberate pump. He'd watched Ben and Uma do this in the other world, but it was slightly different doing it himself. Harry was different from the others, of course, flushed and pink – similar to Ben but smaller, but he seemed to be entirely more responsive, each shift of Chad's hand making him shudder against the blond.

"Chad," Harry moaned, his face buried in the curve of Chad's neck. "Ye- ye don't have to- evil."

"I'm glad you're enjoying this," Chad hummed, feigning a confidence he did not have as he eased Harry closer to him, building up his pace until Harry was letting out a stream of nonstop moans.

"I'm gonna- Chad, I- I'm gonna-"

"It's okay, Harry," Chad said, nuzzling the first mate's hair. "You can come."

"Fuck!" the first mate crowed, falling apart in a rather spectacular way that Chad guided him through, pumping him steadily until he had nothing left to give.

By the time it was over, Harry was completely boneless in his arms, his body seeming covered in a full flush.

"I'm sorry," Harry said, still embarrassed, and Chad ignored this with a squeeze of the first mate's hip.

"You really don't have anything to apologize for," Chad said. "We all get horny. I was happy to help."

Harry stayed flushed for the rest of the process, through got dried off and changed into fresh pajamas and tucked into bed with minimal fussing.

"I'll be right back," Chad said, pressing a kiss to his dark locks. "I've got to get cleaned up myself, but you can call Aziz or Jay if you need anything."

Harry's only response was to let out a strangled noise before he promptly buried his face in his pillow.

Chad texted Uma on the way back to his room, letting her know they had indeed ridden with the tide, which distracted him enough to allow both Aziz and Jay to ambush him when he pushed into their room.

"Well?" Jay pressed, following Chad like a lost puppy. "Did you actually have to- you know."

"If I did, it's none of your business," Chad said. "Harry's real embarrassed by it for some reason."

At that, both Agrabens froze, and then they were on him, herding him towards the shower.

"I think we need a repeat performance," Jay said as he tugged Chad out of his clothes. "You can use Aziz, and then I can help you."

"You guys are insatiable," Chad said with a roll of his eyes, but he was still smiling fondly, happy to reassure their friendship via sex.

"Yes, that's us, so insatiable," Jay agreed, but then he was kissing Chad, so it wasn't that big a problem.

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Over the course of the weekend, Chad ended up giving Harry three more handjobs. The next being in the morning, when he seemed to wake up from a hybrid sex dream/flu trip that left him cuddling against Chad's side. When he woke up, he was horrified by his clinging, but Chad simply assured him things were fine again before he dragged Harry into his lap and took care of him once more, taking the opportunity to change him into clean clothes.

The second came during the shower that night, and then, for whatever reason, Harry requested a shower before Uma and Gil returned Sunday evening, so Chad helped him out since he seemed sick of his sweaty state, and of course that had led to yet another handjob.

Chad was getting better at them though. He was pretty sure he was rocking Harry's world. Either that, or the flu had made everything that much more intense, which was entirely plausible.

Uma and Gil were waiting on the bed when Chad helped Harry out of the shower the last time, Uma quirking an amused brow at Harry while the first mate blushed up a storm.

"Next time I'm sick, you can help me shower too," Gil chirped, prompting a series of low curses from Harry until Uma tripped him into the second mate's hands, Gil latching onto the fortuitous turn of events with a cheer before immediately shoving a hand into Harry's underwear.

"I'll let you guys get reacquainted then," Chad laughed before parting ways, only to get swept off his feet by Jay halfway down the hall.

"For such a cranky guy, he sure knows how to get what he wants," Aziz said during one of the rare moments where the two of them worked to blow Chad's mind. And um- other things.

"That's the trick with Harry," Jay rumbled. "He'll fight himself to the bitter end, but ultimately, he wants some sweet, sweet cherishment, and he knows how to get it."

"Give him a break, guys," Chad laughed as Aziz started sucking on the curve of his neck. "He's been sick."

"Yeah," Jay sighed. "And even then he still has game."

"And I thought I was smooth," Aziz sighed, but that seemed to be the end of the conversation, Jay pulling Chad into a kiss while Aziz worked his pants down his legs, Chad flooded with happiness and comfort all the while.

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Due to the pirates' illnesses, they'd missed the last few family nights at Fairy Godmother's, so it wasn't until the second week of their stay that Chad was herding them into their private limo, most of them seeming confused as they went off to that familiar cottage by Auradon Prep.

"And where are we going?" Uma asked, Gil and Harry shooting each other concerned looks.

"Family dinner!" Chad chirped. "Fairy Godmother requires us to visit twice a week. We cook dinner together and eat and then we knit while watching tv."

"Wait," Uma said, holding up a hand. "Is this the same Fairy Godmother that got you into watching that awful show?"

"You love that awful show," Jay pointed out with a smirk.

"That doesn't make it less awful," Uma huffed, folding her arms as though to further emphasize her displeasure.

"It's the one and the same," Chad chirped. "Don't worry, you guys can chill in the living room or garden if you don't want to help with dinner."

"Look," Aziz spoke up when it looked like Uma was about to reply. "It's just going to make him sad if you ask why he's invited you, so just go with it."

Chad frowned, wanting to ask what the other prince exactly meant by that, but then he found himself getting dragged into Jay's lap.

"Don't worry about it," the Agraben informed him. "They'll love it too."

It turned out, the dinner was as much of a success as Chad hoped it would be. Fairy Godmother had already assured him that she didn't mind the additional company, and though Gil was the only pirate to help them with diner, Aziz and the others were happy to watch on from the living room while Fairy Godmother showered them with praise. The meal itself was just as heartwarming as any other Chad had shared at Fairy Godmother's, the principal making sure to ask how each of them were doing before going on about how lovely it was for them to be rooming with Chad, how his father was thrilled that Chad wasn't alone (which might have made him tear up a bit, but if he did no one judged him, Aziz stealthily sneaking him a handkerchief so he could blubber quietly to himself while Jay wrapped a grounding arm around his shoulders).

It was a bit of a tight fit after dinner, but they made it work – Gil pulling Chad into his lap while Aziz settled on the floor by his feet, Harry by his side while Uma claimed Jay's lap, letting Fairy Godmother have the armchair all to herself. Most of them ended up rolling spare skeins of yarn into balls, but Harry turned out to be a natural at knitting, which led to the first mate blushing furiously when Fairy Godmother happily showered him with praise too.

By the time their show was done, their projects were that much closer to being finished and their mugs of hot chocolate were all empty.

"This has been lovely," Fairy Godmother declared when she showed them towards the door. "You must join us next time."

"Of course they will," Chad chirped, sliding his hand into Aziz's. "It's family dinner."

"I guess that wasn't terrible," Uma said as they piled back into the limo. "That was actually sort of fun."

"I'm glad," Chad said, feeling his cheeks flush dark. "I didn't have family meals until I moved in with Fairy Godmother, and they're so nice, I can't help but share them."

"Good people deserving good things," Uma noted, referring back to the argument Chad had used to get them to move in. "You really are sickeningly heroic."

Chad felt himself blush. "I'm just decent."

"Decent, my ass," Harry muttered under his breath.

"Don't be an asshole," Uma ordered, flicking the side of his head. "Or we will resort to drastic measures."

"Oh?" Harry challenged, and that was how he ended up in Jay's lap, the first mate moaning nonstop as the Agraben jerked him off in aggressive, pointed measures that left him falling apart in the confines of his clothes.

"Light," Aziz said, fanning himself, and that was- it was progress. Soon, it would be Aziz doing that, Aziz who cuddled in their bed, and they would be happy again, just like they should be.

"Fuck ye, Jay," Harry spat when the Agraben pulled his hand out of Harry's underwear, squawking when Jay urged two fingers into his mouth, making Harry moan all over again as he licked it clean.

"Nah," Jay hummed, amused. "I might fuck you, though."

The following shudder indicated that the lines had thoroughly blurred between them, but Chad was sure things were probably okay.

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Eventually, there came a time when Chad was forced to reintroduce himself to the world. Enough weeks had passed where he could brave the public spotlight without fear of being set upon by people curious about his grandfather's incarceration, though in truth, he would have preferred to keep to the confines of their apartment until he could delay no further rather than receiving an invitation to the one Auradon Castle event he had not planned that summer.

"This one's all mine," Duchess Belle informed him when Chad had noticed the addition to the schedule but hadn't received any kind of contact about planning it. "It seems unfair to make you plan an event you're attending."

"About that," Chad said, pressing a worried hand to his bottom lip. "I could just conveniently be busy or something, not RSVP-"

"You'll be safe, Chadwick," Duchess Belle informed him. "And it wouldn't do to have you miss the young royal summer ball. This is the most secure event you could reintroduce yourself during. Security has been ordered to keep an eye on you for any potential antagonism, and you can't hide away forever."

That didn't mean Chad didn't want to. Going to the ball – a familiar back-to-school event hosted by the royal family of Central Auradon – might be a tradition, but going would guarantee some amount of contact with Ben, who Chad had managed to successfully avoid for weeks now. He'd been slowly adjusting himself to seeing the other prince- to the king since he'd come back, watching Ben's speeches and public appearances on the news, but the image of Other Ben's desperation still burned in his brain, the tears, the sobbing-

Maybe he had loved Chad, but he'd never really known the blond, and moreover, he'd never been Chad's to lay claim to. The fact that his dumb heart had come to realize the wonder that was the King of Auradon was something he would forever bemoan, but at the very least he could bond over it with Jay.

"What's wrong?" Jay asked when Chad abandoned all attempts at picking out a suit and flopped onto the bed next to Jay, the other teen pretending to read a book when he'd really just been keeping Chad company.

"Ben," Chad groaned, turning to bury his face in Jay's thigh. "I don't want to see him, and I know I have to see him, that one day I will be on his council and part of his subcommittees and have to work with him in a professional regard, but right now I don't want to- you know, deal with all his Ben-ness."

There was a pause while Jay processed this before he let out a low chuckle. "I know what you mean," he said, even though he couldn't, because Jay was the ultimate ladies' man and had a ton of friends and everyone loved him, as they should because he was awesome. "I know it will be hard-" Chad let out a pitiful groan. "-but Ben's also super oblivious, so it's not like he's going to notice you crushing on him or anything. Or Mal, for that matter." He trailed off into a thoughtful silence, his fingers combing random patterns against Chad's scalp. "You could practically throw yourself at Mal and she wouldn't register it for shit."

Chad paused, squinting up at Jay with a curious look. "Speaking from experience?"

"Nope," Jay said, and at first Chad thought it was in reference to his question, but then he realized the other teen was merely putting a definite stop to all facets of that conversational thread. "No. Nope, we're talking about you, not me." With that he reached down and deftly dragged Chad up into his lap, palming a hand between his legs and making Chad swallow a surprised whimper before he cautiously rutted into that warm grip. "The point is, you don't have to worry about Ben."

"But that makes it worse," Chad gasped, Jay spurred by his encouragement and wasting no time opening up his pants so he could tease Chad through the fabric of his underwear. "Because he'll be so nice and politely distant because we're not even really friends and- Jay."

"Chad," Jay countered, burying his lips in the curve of Chad's neck. "If you want to be friends with Ben, you need to actually talk to him. He'd want it-"

"N-No he wouldn't," Chad gasped, embarrassed by how quickly Jay managed to get him worked up, until he was straining hard against the groin of his boxer briefs. "Ben could be friends with anyone, he doesn't need to waste time on me, and he wouldn't, so- Jay."

"That's my name," Jay said, making a show of slowly teasing Chad's underwear down so he could palm warm flesh directly. "Ben would be lucky to have you as a friend, and that is a hundred percent verified fact."

"Why are we talking about being friends with Ben during sexy time?" Uma asked as she strolled through the door, closing it with a lazy sweep of her hand before she crawled onto the mattress with a predatory smirk. "We making blondie feel good?"

"Uma," Jay said, seeming to ignore her question as he gently established a rhythm. "Tell Chad that Ben would be lucky to have him as a friend."

"Obviously," Uma scoffed, rolling her eyes and shifting forward so she could press kisses against Chad's shoulder, which was all the warning he got before her hand joined Jay's and that was definitely new but felt definitely good. "So long as you show him your actual self and not that smarmy persona you think people want, he'd love to be your friend. Want us to bring you along to one of our game nights? You could bond with him in a more intimate setting."

"No," Chad said, blindsided by a distinct swell of unease claiming his chest. "No. No, I don't want that. I don't- I shouldn't-"

"Chad," Jay said, immediately letting go of Chad's length, and Uma followed in suit, until the two of them were holding the blond together. "You're allowed to want things, no matter what your shitty grandfather said to you."

"I just- I shouldn't," Chad insisted, scrubbing at his cheeks and feeling somewhat relieved that the tears hadn't fallen yet. "I shouldn't even want- I already have so much." He took in a rough pull of air, felt his throat burn. "I shouldn't be so greedy."

"It's not fucking greedy, it's taking your due," Uma said, her voice firm. "Gil thinks that kind of bullshit all the time because of what his dad did to him, it doesn't make it right for him, and it doesn't make it right for you either. You want Ben to be your friend? We'll make it happen."

Chad shook his head. "I'd ruin it," he said, feeling small, weighted down by the haunted look in the Other Ben's eyes, the one who was forced to grow up without a mother.

"You don't ruin us," Uma pointed out.

"That's different," Chad said, making a face. "You already have each other. And yeah, Ben has Mal, but just- he's too important to risk."

"That's bullshit."

"Uma," Chad croaked, feeling himself lose the fight with tears with a resounding flood of humiliation. "Please."

There was a hard moment before the captain sighed, reaching up to cup his cheek and gently thumbing away the tears he couldn't manage to swallow.

"We'll get there," Jay declared as a sort of pacifying gesture towards Uma, even if he didn't look happy either. "Why don't we start with baby steps?"

"Why don't we forget I said anything at all?" Chad countered. "It's probably better this way."

With Chad only being Ben's obligatory friend rather than an actual companion. Chad had already proven how easily he could fuck that kind of stuff up.

A growl, and then Uma pressed a heated kiss against Chad's lips, something intense enough to leave him whimpering, even if his arousal seemed to be entirely gone. Just- it had been a while since he'd been allowed the privilege of kissing Uma. To be allowed it again was more comforting than he realized.

"You are wrong," Uma said when she pulled back. "And eventually we will show you that, but I acknowledge it's probably not going to happen today. So instead of talking about that, would you like to cuddle with me in the pool? I can give you a tentacle hug."

Much to Chad's embarrassment, somehow Uma had realized that Chad greatly enjoyed cuddling in her tentacles, so she made a point to offer him the opportunity often, and despite the fact that Uma never did anything she didn't want to do, Chad still felt unbalanced accepting her invitations.

At that moment, however, Chad really could use some cuddles. "I'd like that," he murmured, and she gifted him a softer kiss before she and Jay helped him change into his swim trunks.

The good thing about being a sea witch was that you were sort of always in a swimsuit since she could magically transfigure her stuff to be waterproof. As such, they didn't have to detour before Uma pulled Chad into the pool, easily shifting into her alternate form with a burst of magical energy.

Chad felt a part of himself relax as she drew him into her arms, letting his head settle against his shoulder before a few of her tentacles moved to wrap around him in a comforting hold, allowing him to bob contentedly in the warm waters.

"You know," she began as his eyes fluttered shut, Chad settling in for a nap because she would yell at him if he tried to fight it. "You're one of the few people that enjoy being wrapped in my tentacles."

"I like them," Chad murmured, carefully wrapping his arms around her waist. "They make me feel safe, protected."

"And you wonder if Ben could like you," she said, not seeming to understand it.

Chad tensed. "Uma-"

"We won't talk about it," Uma soothed, squeezing him close. "I just wish you understood how rare and wonderful you are."

The praise didn't sit easy with Chad, even though he knew Uma wouldn't have given it out if she hadn't meant it. It felt like something he didn't deserve, something he'd stolen from someone else, like he was an imposter.

"Like Aziz, right?" he offered instead of commenting on that subject. "You like him too? Because I know he's been shy for some reason but he's really funny and loyal and charismatic and he likes you guys a lot-"

"Chill, blondie," Uma said, stroking a hand through his hair. "We like Aziz too. In fact…" She turned her head towards the sliding glass doors, prompting Chad to look up to see Harry lingering under the overhang, watching them with an unreadable expression. "Harry! Go get Aziz and show us how much you like him!"

A pause, and then a wicked smile spread across Harry's face. "Ye got it, captain!"

A few minutes later had an embarrassed Aziz dragged out of the penthouse by an unrepentant Harry – Jay and Gil following after them with wide smiles as they settled down on their own sun loungers, watching Harry strip Aziz out of his clothes then and there.

"You um- you don't have to do this," Aziz babbled when he was wonderfully bare, reclining back on a different lounger, cheeks flushed and legs spread, his length slowly filling with interest. "I know I'm just the other guy-"

"You're our other guy," Harry purred, kissing his way up Aziz's inner thigh before he started lavishing on his length, making Aziz groan and writhe underneath him, his voice raising to a desperate pitch when Harry swallowed him down.

"Finally," Uma purred, seeming delighted by this exchange. "He'd been holding back since he was a prince, afraid of tarnishing him, you know? Didn't realize Aziz been desperate for him to take him apart with his mouth since that first date."

"Oh," Chad said, because despite knowing that Aziz had a thing with the pirates in the other world, he hadn't realized how much inherent magnetism there was between them. "That's- that's good, Uma, I'm happy for you guys."

"Any of us would be happy to suck you off too," Uma continued conversationally, making Chad stutter. "We just figured that was something you'd prefer to ease into."

"That isn't- I mean- you don't have to-"

"Is 'you don't have to' a required motto of all Auradon royalty?" Uma asked, seeming truly confused by this. "Blondie, we've got choices now. We wouldn't do it if we didn't want to, same for you giving Harry all those handjobs."

Chad felt his cheeks flush. "I just… I like making Harry feel good."

"Yeah, turns out that feeling's mutual," Uma said. "So hey, one day that mouth's going to be around your length, and if you could be very vocal about how much you enjoy it, the rest of us would be greatly appreciative."

"Light," Chad said, feeling embarrassed by the admittance despite having a deep understanding for how Uma operated.

"Don't worry," Uma said, running a wet hand through his hair. "We all go at our own pace. It just so happens that right now is the time that Aziz is ready to put on a show for all of us, and Harry is ready to make it happen."

"Harry," Aziz croaked, one hand loosely tangled in Harry's dark locks while the other trembled against the top of the sun lounger, like Harry had ordered him to put it there. "H-Harry, I'm gonna-"

"You can come, Aziz," Gil chirped, a dark flush spreading across the bridge of his nose. "Harry's real good at swallowing."

"Evil," Jay groaned beside him, palming a hand between his legs.

A grind, and Aziz seemed to fall apart with a broken crow, his thighs trembling while Harry continued to relentlessly dote on him, lapping at oversensitive skin until Aziz had nothing left to offer.

"Ye taste good, sweetheart," Harry said when he pulled off with a wet pop, his lips flushed and slick. "But ye broke the rules, so I think a punishment's in order."

"Harry," Aziz whimpered, bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

"Both hands atop the lounger, love," Harry informed him, pressing a kiss to Aziz's hip when he obliged. "Now, draw your knees up, hold them nice and wide."

Aziz's dark flush spilled down his chest, his interest already twitching back to life under their combined stares.

"What do ye think, captain?" Harry asked, aiming a casual look over his shoulder as he stepped away from the lounger, making Aziz swallow a whine as he was left alone. "Should we leave him like this for a bit?"

"H-Harry," Aziz gasped, his hips twitching slightly under their gaze. "I didn't mean to."

"I know ye didn't, sweetheart," Harry murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of Aziz's head.

"Aw, give him a break, Harry," Gil said. "He was probably just overwhelmed. It's not his fault your mouth feels so good."

"Ye raise a fair point, Gilly," Harry said, making Aziz aim an expression at him mixed with hope. "In that case, we'd best get to work adjusting him. Would ye get in there and show him how it's done, Gil?"

"My pleasure," Gil said, wasting no time scrambling on the lounger between Aziz's legs, kissing up his thighs the way Harry had done earlier.

"And then perhaps Jadir can take a turn afterwards," Harry said. "Assuming our prince hasn't learned to hold still yet."

"That's it, Harry," Uma called, nuzzling the top of Chad's head. "Show him some discipline, but don't forget to dote on him."

"Of course, captain," Harry said, which was what led to him trading kisses with Aziz while Gil sucked him off, and of course Jay couldn't hold back in the wake of that so even he drew in on the fun, biting and sucking at Aziz's dark nipples until the prince was swallowing a steady stream of broken noises.

"Guys," Aziz panted after Harry had finished sucking on his lips. "Guys, please- I want-"

"Can ye hold on for us, sweetling?" Harry murmured in his ear. "Ye've done such a great job so far."

"So pretty for us," Jay agreed, nuzzling his shoulder. "A few more moments and we can get you into the pool with Chad and Uma. You've done such a good job following orders, we'll do whatever you want if you can last just a little while longer."

"I'm gonna come," Aziz whimpered. "M-May I come, please?"

"Of course," Harry purred into the curve of his neck. "Come for Gilly. He's waiting for ye."

"Gil," Aziz panted, eyes glazed with want. "Gil. Gil. Gil!"

A beat, and he seemed to entirely fall to pieces, Gil swallowing him down perhaps not as expertly as Harry, but with a definite enthusiasm, until Aziz had nothing left to give. Only when he was sure the prince was completely done did they let Aziz relax, who took this shift with a soft cry.

"You did so good, baby," Jay was saying, pulling Aziz into his arms while he and Harry traded off giving him soft kisses. "That was so fucking hot. We're so proud of you."

"Hot damn," Aziz croaked, curling against Jay's chest. "That was um… something."

"But ye liked it?" Harry asked, the first show of concern since Chad had started watching.

"A lot," Aziz admitted with a flush. "It was kind of intense, though."

"Which is why you will move on to cuddle time," Jay said, passing the prince off to one of Uma's tentacles, who drew him into the water with an eager smile that only grew at Aziz's darkened flush.

"I um- don't want to intrude," he admitted, like Chad had any issues whatsoever curling against Aziz's back, boxing him against Uma's front who held him close with a smirk. "Fuck, guys – you do remember I'm naked, right?"

"It's a fact we greatly appreciate," Uma said, and while Chad wasn't entirely a hundred percent sure in what she was doing, he was almost certain that she groped Aziz based on his small squeak. "Now, you've earned yourself a hell of a reward, sweetheart. What would you like to see?"

"Um." Aziz was bashful, and it was sort of cute how he dropped his voice into a conspiratorial whisper. "Have um- Gil or Harry done um- anal before?"

Despite being deeply private people, Uma had no qualms answering this question. "Harry does on the regular, but he's a little shit about it."

"Can- could we watch him, um…"

"I have a suggestion," Uma said, which made Aziz relax, the prince seeming grateful that the decision was out of his hands. "Would you like to watch me pleasure Harry with my tentacles while the other two make out beside him?"

"That would be nice," Aziz admitted, as though he hadn't been the most entranced by the pirates' coupling the first night.

Uma smirked at him. "Figured you'd like that," she whispered before turning her attention back to the others pretending not to wait with open hope. "Jay, Gil, go ahead and start having fun."

Predictably, Harry blustered up in offence. "What about me?"

He probably should have expected the wicked gleam in Uma's eye. "I've got something special for you."

A beat, but by the time realization dawned on Harry it was too late, Uma's tentacles descending upon him and stripping him from his clothes with expert dexterity.

"Uma," Harry moaned as she guided his legs up and out, leaving him contorted much the way Aziz had been while she teased him with her tentacles. There were another few that kept his arms pinned over his head, so they all watched with rapt attention as she pleasured him into a writhing mess.

"You aren't being nearly as well-behaved as Aziz, Harry," Uma tutted as a lazy tentacled jerked his length up and down, another using ribbed suckers to tease his sack until he was letting out desperate keens. "Perhaps you should be punished for that."

"Uma," Harry whined, body twitching when she guided a slight tendril between his cheeks, parting them wide so they could all see her begin to stretch his twitching entrance.

"Wow," Gil panted from where he was pressed against Jay, the Agraben intent to rut the blond against him, both hands cupping the firm curves of Gil's rear.

"Ye don't have to fucking watch," Harry hissed, trailing off with a croak when one of the tentacles slid into him and started pumping in and out with renewed entrance.

"Holy hell," Aziz murmured, seeming dazed. "I've never- I mean, I knew that was a thing guys did…"

"I'll teach you how to do this to Harry later," Uma informed him. "Or maybe you could give it a try yourself."

A squeak, and Chad felt one of Uma's hands cup Aziz's rear, giving him a firm squeeze before she delved onward towards more vulnerable territory.

"Oh Light," Aziz moaned as her hands began to glow with the familiar calls of magic. "I can't believe I didn't realize I was bi."

"And polyamorous," Uma reminded him, somehow managing to expertly tease both him and Harry at the same time. "But even straight people can enjoy anal, Aziz. Don't be stupid."

"Sort of can't help it right now," Aziz said with a strangled voice, but he clung to Uma so beautifully, and they could share this together so easily- almost like old times-

Well, Chad couldn't help but feel light and contented. Things were finally returning back to normal. Or at least, a version of the normal he had gotten used to, and was sort of beginning to believe he could actually have.

-:-:-

Endnotes:

Despite never seeing such a thing in real life, literally every fancy bathroom I write about has a chaise lounge. It's just my style, team ;)

Uma gives the best pep talks.

I don't know if I've ever mentioned it in this fic, but Jadir is Jay's full name.

Until next time :)