Chapter 3 – Dressing to the Nines

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The one benefit of dating Evie was that Chad could now obnoxiously and quite enthusiastically be open about his affections for Doug in public. Not that he wasn't before, but now that he was playing the part of Doug's boyfriend – for seemingly Evie's benefit – he got to do things like wrap an arm around Doug's waist at lunch or kiss him between classes or deliver him presents of special dessert teas (iced tea mixed with sweetened condensed milk that Doug adored but felt bad for splurging on) or sheet music or those very hard to track down earthy colognes that made Doug smell like evergreen and therefore more appealing (in Doug's opinion, Chad himself thought Doug smelled great all the time, but he was biased).

He could approach Doug after Tourney games, really savor the look of his boy in his smart marching band outfit, and drag him into deep kisses where anyone could see, until Doug was a whimpering mess.

"Chad," he'd whine, melting against his front. "You don't have to do this."

"I'm your boyfriend, Doug-o," Chad murmured, doing his damnedest not to grope Doug then and there. "I'm pretty sure I do."

Of course he gave Evie equal attention, because even though he was not in love with her (though he was steadily growing to like her more and more, which worried him) he took his duties as boyfriend seriously. He made sure that for every public interaction he had with Doug, he had something similar with her, either holding her hand or kissing her knuckles or exchanging chaste kisses when she felt comfortable with that. Evie had conditioning that necessitated perfection in public, so she preferred not to dabble in things that could ruin her composed reputation, leading her to play it safe.

Still, every once and a while she would kiss Chad in congratulations for a Tourney game victory, her hands carding through his sweaty hair, lipstick smearing against his mouth before she skipped off to find Doug and repeat the process, who bore it with as much composure as he did for Chad.

It had taken Chad a little time to determine what presents Evie would like best, until he realized that she made all the VKs' clothes, that she was interested in alchemy and legislature and had the mind to back up her ambition for being princess. She also seemed to genuinely care for people, especially people being wronged, which was what led to Chad running her through a bunch of thought exercises to determine how she would fare as an actual leader.

Either Evie was super great at lying or she actually was a nice person. There was also the fact that she seemed to eye Chad with trepidation, like he was expecting her to throw in something evil.

"I mean, my mom would probably try wooing the foreign dignitaries over," Evie explained with a light flush. "But I think direct communication and fair compromises in that instance can lead to more substantial relations."

"I think so too," Chad would say, and then she'd beam at him, like he'd offered the moon instead of the most basic of compliments.

Apparently she considered those conversations a gift in themselves, but that didn't stop Chad from getting her fabric or unique books or a new makeup pallet.

"Audrey recommended it," he said. "Well, Audrey and Lonnie, which is saying something, because Lonnie rarely deals with makeup. She said this stuff was good, though."

And if Audrey used it, it was likely the best on the market, because she didn't play around with her appearance.

"This isn't to imply that you need makeup," Chad tacked on when she just sort of blinked at him. "Sorry, I just- I thought you might like it, is all. Audrey says her makeup feels like armor, that it helps her gear up for the day, so I thought maybe you felt the same."

Granted, Audrey hadn't explicitly said as much, but Chad extrapolated that based on her behavior, and it seemed accurate.

"Thank you, Chad," Evie said eventually, her smile small but genuine. "I really appreciate it."

"My pleasure," Chad said before awkwardly removing himself from the situation like the smooth operator he was.

So yeah, that was what it was like having a girlfriend, he guessed.

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"You don't need to keep doing this," Doug whined when Chad presented him with his latest practice boyfriend gift – a dusty tome on ancient mystic artifacts that Chad had spent months scouring secondhand bookshops to find. Doug was supposed to be so overwhelmed with pleasure that they immediately moved on to sexy times, but instead he looked miserable, staring at the book as though it had wronged his entire existence. "You've already proven that you can get me the perfect gift. Get Evie the perfect gift. You have mastered the art."

Ah, so there it is – he thought Chad was being a better boyfriend to Evie than he was. Okay, so Chad would dial things back a bit, he could manage that, but that could be shelved for now.

"What I'm hearing is that I need to practice giving a different kind of gift," Chad said as he nudged Doug back against his bed. "Thanks for the tip, Doug-o – I always appreciate them."

"Chad," Doug sighed. "I didn't- I mean, I love this, because you're great at-"

"Different gifts," Chad sang before he got into Doug's pants, deciding to distract the musician with a well-timed blowjob. Those always seemed to cheer Doug up.

It was certainly worth it for the way he fell apart later, Doug letting out the best sounds as he twitched in Chad's mouth. "Fuck, Chad. Fuck, fuck, fuck-"

Chad kept going until he orgasmed the first time, then trucked right along to get the second, all while Doug whimpered under him.

It was about proper distraction techniques.

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"Okay," Chad declared, all but skipping into their dorm room with a large garment box clutched in his hands. "I gave it some thought. Obviously, I need to practice giving more daring presents, so here."

He placed the box on Doug's desk, safely blocking the musician's attempts at homework or research or whatever he'd been doing.

"Chad," Doug huffed, sliding the box into his lap with a flush. "My point was that you didn't need to get me anymore presents."

"But I like making you smile," Chad whined, propping a hip against Doug's desk in an especially sexy way. "And I just happened to stumble across it. How could I ignore it when it was right there?"

"Just as long as you know you don't have to buy my friendship," Doug said, because he was always so firm with his principles. "I like you for you-" He cut off when he took the lid off the box, pushing aside the tissue paper to reveal an array of emerald lingerie. "Chad."

"It's cut for guys!" Chad chirped. "But I wanted to see if I could pick out something tasteful. I figured if you weren't freaked out-"

"I'm not wearing these," Doug sputtered, placing the box back on the desk and shoving to his feet so he could get some distance between himself and the clothes.

"But Doug-o, what if Evie's into it?" Chad said, the magic words halting Doug's retreat. "She likes dressing up her friends. What if she likes dressing up you? She might think it's sexy for you to be this confident and comfortable with your sexuality." Chad paused for dramatic effect, making a show of biting his bottom lip, lost in thought. "She does check out girls, sometimes."

And if Chad noticed that, there was no way Doug didn't notice that. Chad could see as much on Doug's face, even embarrassed as he was, the musician seemed a bit resigned to his logic. With a sigh, Doug came back towards the desk, looking through the high-end garments Chad had acquired for him.

"You don't think I'd look stupid?" Doug asked, flushing hotly as he held up a pair of lace panties.

"Nope," Chad said, cutting those doubts off before they could take root. "But we can practice to get your nerves out, right? See if it's something you can be comfortable doing."

"Okay," Doug said, and while Chad had been quite hopeful, he hadn't actually thought he'd succeed, so he was internally freaking out a bit. "Could you um- help me?"

"Of course," Chad chirped, tucking the box under his arm before he tugged Doug into the bathroom.

It was fortunate that Doug was used to being naked around Chad, because that made it easier to do things like shave his legs, like apply the slightest bit of makeup and pin a wig in place before Chad coached him through putting on the lingerie – silk panties and a high-waisted garter belt, lacy bralet and thigh high stockings. A long, sheer flowing robe and stiletto high heels that Chad had guessed the approximate size of, until Doug was staring at his new, feminine visage in the full-length mirror.

"Oh," he said, taking it all in. "I'm um- I look-"

"Beautiful?" Chad offered. "Lovely? Cute as hell?"

"Chad," Doug whimpered, his interest already beginning to be apparent through the thin material of his panties. They left nothing to the imagination, which seemed to make Doug even more embarrassed.

"Shall I help you out with that, sweetheart?" Chad asked, letting his hands trail down Doug's sides, settling on his hips before teasing a finger under the delicate material of his panties to work between silk and warm skin.

"P-Please," Doug panted, which was how Chad got him splayed across his bed, angled so Doug could watch himself in the mirror while Chad spread out beside him.

"So wet, baby," Chad breathed into his ear, working one hand into Doug's panties so he could pump him steadily. "Does your clit feel good when I stroke it?"

"Y-Yeah," Doug gasped, seeming to just barely be holding on. "Yeah, it feels- Chad."

"That's my name," Chad chirped, which was how he came to rock Doug's damn world with his roommate fully dressed in lingerie, how he got to 'eat him out' and 'finger him' before finally bouncing Doug in his lap, the dwarf-kin's legs spread wide, head thrown back against Chad's shoulder as he watched himself get worked up and down in the reflection of the mirror.

By the time it was over, Doug was bashful and sensitive in a way he normally wasn't, and Chad knew he'd created a monster within himself, trading soft kissing that Doug couldn't help but whimper into.

With encouragement like that, Chad obviously had to buy more outfits, until he had an entire drawer dedicated to them just for Doug, who seemed embarrassed by this but had also taken to wearing the panties during class, which Chad had only found out when he was stripping Doug out of his clothes one day, and wasn't that a lovely discovery? They progressed into roleplay, Chad getting Doug cute, sexy princess outfits that made him flush horrifically, things with short skirts that cut out in the front, exposing Doug's newest set of panties.

"I would be honored to pleasure my princess," Chad vowed, kissing his way up Doug's inner thigh until he could mouth at the bulge between his legs, Doug crooning all the while, his hand settling into Chad's curls to urge him closer, desperate for more.

It was all going pretty fucking great until the day they were interrupted.

Not by Evie, because Chad had alerts set up on his phone for that shit, not by anyone who would have fucking knocked or set off any of his perimeter alerts. No, it came from the one person who had a master key but rarely used it, except Ben must have been especially distraught if he barged in without at least knocking first.

"Chad, I need your help-" Ben froze two steps into the room, the door thankfully shut behind him, eyes going wide at the scene splayed out before him.

It probably wasn't great that Doug was wearing the sexy lingerie version of Queen Aurora's signature dress, Chad's hand safely tucked into his pink panties while the musician was curled in Chad's lap, holding onto him while Chad really rocked his world.

"Um," Ben said when they all just sort of froze in shock, and then he hurriedly turned away. "I'm so sorry, I should have- anyway, it's not that big a deal, actually. I'll just go and not- I definitelywon't mention this to anyone-"

"Not even your girlfriends, Ben," Chad said, taking his hand out of Doug's panties because he was pretty sure sexy time was over.

"Yeah, sure- bye," Ben said in a rush before he was out the door again.

In Chad's arms, Doug looked especially humiliated.

"I'm going to talk to him," Chad declared, carrying Doug into the bathroom with a startled sound. "Right now, I'm going to track him down and impress the importance of his silence and how he's not going to treat you any differently, and I'm so sorry for that giant baboon."

"It's Ben, Chad," Doug said, resigned as Chad set him down on the ottoman. "He's not a baboon."

"He's a giant baboon," Chad reiterated, pressing a kiss to Doug's shoulder. "I'm so sorry that happened. Do you want space?"

"Yes please," Doug said, seeming relieved that it was offered. "I'm just gonna change back."

"And I'm gonna not kill Ben," Chad said. "So we will both be busy."

That, at least, earned him a grin. "He didn't mean to," he said. "It's my fault-"

"It's no one's fault but Ben's," Chad reminded him, and then, on impulse, he leaned forward and captured Doug's lips in a soft kiss that was thankfully reciprocated. "What we do in the privacy of our room is no one else's business. He should have knocked."

"Just-" Doug cut off with a swallow. "What if he thinks I'm a freak now?"

"One – he won't," Chad replied simply. "And two, I'm gonna make sure he won't, so that's like, a double confirmation in itself." He kissed Doug again, and it was comforting that Doug still wanted to do things with him. "Are you okay getting out of this by yourself?"

"Um…" Doug swallowed. "Could my prince help me?"

Oh, fuck yes, he had comforted his way back to sexy times.

"Your prince would be delighted," Chad said, and then after locking the bedroom and the bathroom door, they got back into the thick of things.

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Chad tracked Ben down later, after Doug had been pleasured and safely tucked into a comforting bath.

"Did you solve your problem?" Chad asked as he stormed out of the secret passageway that led directly into Ben's private suite, the one he wasn't supposed to know about but did so he could do things like circumnavigate the guards that had been told to look out for him. "Because you're about to have another one, Benny, you asshole-"

Chad cut off when Ben seemed to flail at his presence, dropping what appeared to be a set of Audrey's panties onto the ground.

Ben shifted his gaze between Chad and the panties, seeming at a loss for how to proceed, getting more flushed with each passing second. "It's not what it looks like," he eventually managed.

"It looks like you stole a pair of your girlfriend's underwear," Chad said, his anger beginning to be tempered with satisfaction, because it was shit like this that could keep Doug and his roleplaying a secret.

"I didn't- she keeps extra clothes here!" Ben burst. "Just in case, not because she spends the night or anything. Just- if she spills something while she eats dinner- You know Audrey, she likes to be prepared."

And hopeful, because she might not have been spending the night, but that didn't mean she didn't want to.

"Neat," Chad said, deciding to move on. "Why are you looking at them?"

"I…" Ben's throat bobbed in a swallow. "You guys- that um- it looked nice."

What?

"So I thought-" Ben continued. "I don't know, maybe it would feel nice." Slowly, surely, his gaze shifted over to Chad. "Do you think I could pull that off?"

This was not a conversation Chad wanted to be a part of. This was not a place Chad wanted to be, so he decided to move on before Audrey could jump out from around the corner and beat the shit out of him for planting such dumb ideas in her boyfriend's head.

"Most of being sexy is attitude," Chad sighed. "You can do whatever you want, I just came to make sure you wouldn't tell anyone about what just happened, and that you won't treat Doug any differently, because your friendship means a lot to him."

"I won't," Ben pressed. "I promise, I won't. Now um, what-"

"In that case, I'm leaving," Chad said, not wanting to be a part of this more than he already was. He was safely deeming this Audrey's problem for now.

It was called delegating.

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Chad, very fairly, thought that would be the end of things.

Ben did what he said he would, never mentioned their private practices and went out of his way to treat Doug as normal as ever, interacting with him a bit more than he usually did by way of an apology, which made Doug happy. That was, frankly, all Chad needed, so he wasn't really prepared for the private invite to Ben's suite. It wasn't like he could turn the other prince down, but whatever, Ben probably just wanted to show Chad some books he thought the blond might like or something. He was a nerd like that.

Doug and Evie were having a private study session together (that they were both excited about and no, that did not worry Chad, Doug deserved good things and Evie still liked him, it was fine) and Mal and Audrey were off doing who knew what. It left Chad alone with Ben, but whatever, it wasn't like Chad couldn't spare some time for the future king of Auradon.

He knew most princes would jump at the chance to network with the individual whose council they would one day be a part of, but Chad was under no delusions that he would be a political mover and shaker. He would take care of Sardinia, he would follow the majority, he wouldn't make any waves. He wasn't a revolutionist – he'd leave that stuff to Fairuza, Aziz's younger sister, and Ruby, the princess of Corona. He'd leave that to Ben. But Chad? He knew he wasn't going to be remarkable and he'd made his peace with that, so he may as well settle on being happy, at the very least.

These were the thoughts he considered and then brushed aside when he entered Ben's suite, bypassing the empty sitting room and going straight to Ben's bedroom, where they normally hung out. Hell, maybe Ben wanted to try out video games again. That had been pretty funny. The guy was terrible at them. Not that Chad had much room to talk. The only reason he wasn't awful was because he'd been determined to make friends when he'd gotten to meet the other young royals in junior high, and he thought that was a good way to do it. He'd come prepared so they'd ask him to hang out with them, and they did, so at least part of that plan had worked.

"Ben?" Chad called when he saw the bedroom was empty, the other prince nowhere to be found. "You here, bud?"

"I'm um- in the bathroom," Ben replied, his voice echoing out from the closed door. "I wanted your opinion on something, actually."

"O…kay," Chad said, taking a seat on Ben's couch and wondering why they were being all vague. Ben asking for Chad's opinion wasn't new – he liked to do it a lot even though Chad wasn't the brightest guy in the world. Like, he knew enough to get by, but he wasn't the most inspiring conversationalist out there. Despite that, Ben was determined that they were friends and therefor Chad's opinions mattered, even though Ben could have his literal pick of the litter and most of them would be better company than Chad.

Maybe he wanted fashion advice. Chad was good at fashion advice. He got featured in magazines a lot for his casual, around-the-town looks. He guessed that was an accomplishment. Granted, it wasn't one that made his dad talk to him, but Chad took his victories where he could.

"Okay," Ben said, and by the sound of it, he was right by the door. "So, I was thinking of trying something new, but I wanted an honest opinion, so- I mean, that's why I asked you to come."

"Just get out here," Chad sighed, because at least if he was talking to Ben he wouldn't be worried about Evie and Doug bonding.

There was a pause, and then the bathroom door pushed open, revealing-

"Fucking hell, Ben," Chad burst, finding himself on his feet with no memory of how he got there.

"Is it that bad?" Ben asked, expression sorrowful as he looked down at his outfit.

That was- Chad now knew what Ben looked like wearing lingerie, because that was definitely what he was wearing. Those were definitely panties and that was definitely a garter belt and a stretchy corset/bra thing and a flowy robe and stockings and heels, that was a wig and earnestly applied makeup and Chad knew it was Ben, but if he didn't, he would have thought it was a pretty decent drag queen. At the very least, a drag queen that put in a lot of effort.

"It's fine," Chad forced himself to say over the rush of white noise in his ears. "Why are you wearing that?"

"I mean…" Ben shifted uneasily, somehow drawing focus to his damn crotch and Chad had seen the guy change hundreds of times over the course of his academic career, but he'd never seen something that clung to Ben quite so thoroughly, informing Chad that he was fucking packing. "Doug made it look so nice…"

Oh, this was- of course it was Chad's fault. Audrey was going to find out and then kill Chad because the future king of Auradon thought it would be hip to dress up like a girl, and like some kind of tease he was wearing light blue – the color of Sardinia, though also one of the colors of Auroria, so Chad just shouldn't look into that.

"So," Ben continued, taking a wobbly step forward. "I thought- I mean, I wanted to see if I looked stupid first-"

He cut off with a startled cry, losing his footing in the high heels before he went tumbling to the ground, and with his signature good guy behavior, Chad went to go help the big lug up.

It was even worse up close. Not worse looking, just worse for Chad's life.

"Sorry," Ben said, a blush building on his cheeks as Chad guided him over to the couch. "I'm still getting used to walking in these things. Audrey makes it look easy."

"Audrey makes a lot of things look easy," Chad said, distracting himself by looking Ben over and then despairing at the state of his garters. "Your belts are twisted."

"What?" Ben blinked, not seeming to see what Chad was getting at.

"Here," Chad sighed, then got to work undoing and reattaching the garter belts to Ben's thigh high stockings, touching far more of Ben's upper leg and inner thigh than he could have ever wanted.

Ben shivered at his touch, legs widening on reflex but nope, Chad was not going to pay attention to that.

"Fixed?" Ben asked, gaze half-lidded when Chad looked up at him.

"That is, at least," Chad said, looking over the rest of Ben's clothes. "You've got to- here, stand up."

Which was what led him to adjusting Ben's clothes so they settled in the right places, Ben being obediently reserved, taking notes as his blush steadily darkened.

"Okay," Chad said when he was done, taking a step back. "Objectively, you look very nice."

"Thanks, Chad!" Ben chirped, grinning like Chad had given him the moon. "Could you help me with walking?"

"Fine," Chad sighed, which was how he coached the future king of Auradon how to safely walk in heels, then how to sexy walk in heels, which required him to get his hands more on Ben's hips than he wanted to, Ben twitchy but trying his damnedest to be graceful. "Hey, look at you," Chad said when Ben managed something close to respectable. "Just think of it as a prowl. You have to know you're a badass bitch that everyone wants to sex up – that will translate in your confidence."

"Thanks," Ben murmured, eyes trying for sultry, which was probably a thing Chad shouldn't have taught him but they were committed to this insanity now.

"The rest of this is mostly going to depend on your frame of mind," Chad said when Ben settled on his bed, testing out different provocative positions so he could show this off to his girlfriends while Chad was safely across the room, where he couldn't be labeled a pervert but probably would be if Audrey found out about this. "If you think you're sexy, they'll be willing to buy it no matter how awkward you actually feel."

"Like this?" Ben asked, coming up on his knees before he slowly lowered himself down, his legs bent and folded behind him, hands sliding down his chest and running along his inner thighs. Thin fingers skittered along the front of his panties, making Chad's pulse spike before they went higher, cupping his non-existent breasts with a small gasp before he slid two fingers into his mouth, locking eyes with Chad as he eased them slowly in and out, making a show of sucking on them.

"Your girlfriends probably won't need that," Chad said, his face feeling very hot as he watched this progress, the blond feeling grateful that he'd decided to stand behind the couch, because he hadn't been lying, Ben was objectively hot. "Try going more needy. They both like being in control."

"Okay," Ben murmured, letting his spit-slick fingers trail down his chest again before he toyed with the waistband of his panties. "Could you eat me out, daddy? I'm so wet for you."

Fucking hell.

"Yeah, that'll probably work," Chad replied, trying to give neutral feedback when he was acquiring all sorts of information he never wanted to be privy to in the first place. "You could probably talk about how hard you are or something."

"So hard," Ben moaned, running his finger down the front of his panties, teasing the wet spot Chad had been trying to ignore where the head of his length strained against the silky fabric. "Could you take care of me?"

"Yes, that's perfect," Chad said, feeling stupidly hot and off balance. If only he could get Doug to act half as confident. He'd have to remember some of this for later. "If you really want to be kinky you could say you've been a bad girl and need to be punished, but Mal might not like that, so you'll just sort of have to read the room-"

"The museum closed early," was how Audrey strolled into the room, Mal half a step behind her, both of them looking slightly put off as they held onto their respective sketchbooks. "So we- what the fuck, Chad?"

"I have been over here the entire time," Chad shot back, because he didn't want to die. "Ben wanted some honest feedback before he showed this stuff to you-"

"Guys," Ben sputtered, losing every ounce of sultry kitten he'd been previously channeling. "I'm so sorry. I just- I know you probably don't want- we weren't doing anything, I promise-"

"I know you fucking didn't do anything," Audrey huffed, making Ben relax as he fumbled into a less sexy position, trying to hide his obvious erection. "I'm annoyed that you showed this to Chad instead of us."

"He just needed a confidence boost," Chad said, because like hell was Chad going to share that he was the one that had given Ben the idea in the first place. "You're both intimidating, powerful ladies. Cut him some slack."

"Fine," Mal huffed, and honestly, Chad hadn't expected any kind of reprieve from them, and he certainly hadn't expected it from her. "Ben, you got worked up wearing that stuff?"

"Um." Ben's flush darkened, his thighs pressed together, as though that could hide his prominent bulge. "Partially," he admitted. "Part of it had to do with um- being watched."

"Then Chad's going to watch us pleasure you, sweet girl," Mal declared, and Audrey didn't seem onboard with this until Ben moaned, his eyes going half-lidded again, and then she was eagerly falling in line.

"Yep," Audrey said, her smile going wide and vindictive. "Chad's gonna watch and do nothing else."

"This wasn't my idea," Chad huffed. "And you need to let me call my partners first."

"I'll call Evie," Mal declared, sliding her phone out of her pocket. "You get Doug."

"And I'll get Ben," Audrey cackled, which was what led the future king of Auradon to getting pushed back onto his bed, his legs spread wide while Audrey mouthed at the wet material of his panties.

"Audrey," Ben gasped, seeming to forget everything Chad had taught him.

"You've been a naughty girl," Audrey seemed to purr. "Showing yourself off to anyone who can see. I'm going to have to eat that naughty pussy of yours."

"Audrey," Ben groaned, and strangled sound, and then the princess got to work satisfying her man so that he couldn't be unhappy – Audrey's main and only goal.

"Um, Doug?" Chad spoke into his phone when he retreated to the sitting room. "So, uh…"

"Evie's on the phone with Mal right now," Doug said. "They want you to watch them have sex?"

"Pretty much," Chad said. "But I won't do it if you're not comfortable."

No matter what Mal and Evie said.

"I- I mean, I think we'd both feel better about it if we got to be there too."

And that was how Chad came to sit on the couch with both of his partners, Ben getting even more flushed and worked up when he registered Doug and Evie's presence, not that this deterred Audrey and Mal in any capacity.

"Such a pretty clit," Audrey crooned as she eased her hand into Ben's panties, working him over while she and Mal bit up either side of Ben's neck. "You feel so good, baby."

"So sweet," Mal echoed. "Do you like putting on a show?"

"Y-Yeah," Ben admitted with a groan, and then Mal proceeded to devour his face while Audrey worked her hand faster.

And in the meantime, Chad, Doug, and Evie just sat there kind of awkwardly, all of them definitely aroused but not able to do anything about it.

"Wow," Doug murmured, cheeks flushing darker when he realized he'd said as much out loud. And then he was shifting, trying and failing to hide his own erection. "Sorry."

"You don't have to apologize," Evie said, seeming somewhat breathless. "It's a very pretty sight."

"Do you want help?" Chad asked, making Doug sputter.

But then Evie was perking up. "Yes, Doug, you should let us help you."

"Guys," Doug whined, but he didn't stop Chad when the prince pulled him into his lap, didn't stop Evie when she started rubbing between his legs, the two of them trading off kissing Doug while they worked his lovely length out of his clothes.

"Yes," Evie hissed, her hand seeming to move in a reverent shift down the length of Doug's member. "You're just as pretty."

"So fucking good to us," Chad rumbled, sucking a mark into the curve of his neck. "Putting on that show just for you."

"I wasn't um- even invited," Doug gasped, but they would hear none of it.

"Hey," Audrey called, pulling their focus from Doug's ravishment. "Want to rut them together?"

Doug's only response was to shudder hard, letting out a high-pitched whine that Ben echoed, his panties bundled low around his sack, allowing his large length to jut against his stomach.

"I think that's a yes," Chad said, because he figured- every once and a while couldn't hurt, right? And it made Doug happy. That was what mattered.

Doug was entirely bashful when they coached him into position above Ben. "We don't have to, if he doesn't want-"

"Need your dick," Ben panted, somehow rediscovering Chad's lessons as he fumbled for Doug, moaning when they were finally rutted together. "Fuck, daddy."

"Ben," Doug groaned, and then somehow he managed to find that well of dwarven strength inside him, found his determination as he wrapped Ben's leg around his waist, taking control of their movements with a hungry sort of determination.

"Hot damn," Mal cackled, fanning herself before she crawled over to Evie. "If we're fucking doing this, I want onboard. Pucker up, princess."

"Mal," Evie gasped, and then the half Fae was kissing her, pushing her down against the sheets and straddling her waist, clever hands cupping her breasts and Evie not obecting to any of it which was probably worth looking into, but-

"Guess you're with me," Audrey muttered before she shoved Chad down on his back.

"I mean, we don't have to," Chad said when she made short work undoing his pants. "I know you don't like me that much."

"Thinking you're obnoxious and disliking you are two different things," she said when she tugged his dick out of his clothes. "Now, I'm gonna ride you while we watch our boys get it on and you're going to be fucking grateful for it."

And, well-

Pitched to him like that, Chad couldn't really refuse, now could he? He also didn't want to, because sex. It might not be sex with Doug, but it would be an acceptable consolation prize, he supposed.

-:-:-

Later, when they were a mess and they realized Ben's beast stamina and Doug's dwarven stamina were sort of a match made in heaven, they would all collapse in a comfortable pile, Chad wanting nothing more than to pull Doug off of Ben and curl around him with a protective snarl. The musician looked so happy though, tucked against Ben's side, Ben looking dazed, his panties a mess and dragged back into position, making him look especially lewd.

Across the bed, Evie was topless, chest bare down to her skirt, though Chad had a feeling Mal had stolen her panties. The half Fae was curled possessively around Evie, nuzzling her chest while one of her hands pet up the princess' leg, toying with the sensitive skin hidden under her skirt. Chad filed the information away for later, defaulting to his usual investigations in an effort to stay coherent, because Audrey had ridden him like it was her damn job and was now lazily sucking at his lips, pumping his length up and down as though she could coax out anything more.

"Please, I yield," Chad moaned as she ran a dainty finger along the head of his length. "I have nothing left to give."

"Then I'll just memorize you," Audrey declared, narrowing her eyes as she stared down at him. "I need to be able to draw this later."

"Could I have a copy of that picture?" Evie asked, somewhat dazed.

"Me too, please," Doug mumbled, flushing like he hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Me three," Ben added, his grin unapologetic when Chad shot him a certain look.

"Just make one for all of us," Mal declared. "This was- yeah, this was a good idea. Good job, Ben."

"Um, thanks," Ben mumbled, blushing darkly under his girlfriend's praise. "Maybe we can do it again sometime?"

"But we should trade partners," Chad said, because he recognized an inevitability when he saw one, but he sure as shit wasn't going to give Doug to Ben on a regular basis. It was hard enough sharing with Evie, and Chad liked Evie. A lot.

"Obviously," Mal huffed. "You mind sharing your boys, Eves?"

"So long as you don't mind sharing," Evie replied, seeming perfectly at peace with the world.

"Then it's settled," Audrey declared. "We're doing this again."

-:-:-

One would think, as busy as they were, that it would be hard to get their schedules to align, but Audrey was a determined person who usually got what she wanted through sheer force of will, which was what found Chad and his partners spending the night in Ben's suite a couple nights a week.

Chad didn't complain about this because it made Doug and Evie happy, and it wasn't like he disliked the sex. True, he didn't enjoy the casual air to it, preferring his intimate relations to be with people he knew cared about him at least somewhat, but it was still nice. Surprisingly enough, he was claimed by Mal during their second meeting, Evie coaxing her along the entire time while she played with Ben, who wasn't dragged up that time. Audrey was careful with Doug, appropriately registering the threats Chad tried to send to her via glare alone, and everything was fun. Fine.

"Wow," Chad said the first time he got to be with Ben. "Were you this wet last time? You didn't seem this wet last time," he said as he palmed Ben's panties, the silky material giving a tell-tale squish while Ben whimpered beneath him.

"You should probably peel those off," Audrey offered. "Help a girl out, you know?"

"You could dry her off with your mouth," Mal cackled, and Chad rolled his eyes, submitting himself to their suggestions because he didn't know what else to do. They really didn't need to stop and watch him give Ben a blowjob but they did nonetheless, Ben letting out unintelligible sounds of want above him.

"Fuck me, fuck me please," Ben whined, curling his fingers into Chad's shirt. "I um- I have a plug-"

"Fucking hell," Chad grumbled, but he ended up fucking Ben anyway while the others looked on.

"And you guys are okay with this?" Chad asked Doug and Evie multiple times during their off nights, when it was just the three of them. "You feel comfortable and loved? You don't feel like you're being pushed aside or anything? This is very important. I know this can be fun, but if it makes you guys feel bad in any capacity, I want to know about it. That goes for bothof you."

Chad said this because Doug had a tendency to swallow his issues, not wanting to cause problems, which was why Chad stared at him when he expressed his concern.

A brilliant flush spread across Doug's cheeks. "I like this," he admitted. "It's fun, but it doesn't change how much I care for you guys."

"Same here," Evie echoed, her smile wide and fond, the way it always got when Chad expressed an interest in her emotional wellbeing.

"Let me know if that changes, please," Chad said. "There will be no judgement, absolutely no problems. It will only be a problem if you don't talk about it."

"Because you don't want us to hurt," Doug surmised, and then he was working together with Evie to dote on Chad, the two of them trading off kissing him while they complimented him on his thoughtfulness, like he wasn't a greedy fuck, like he wasn't just being decent.

They had a conversation about it as a group too, and Audrey seemed surprised that Chad had already brought it up with his partners.

"Shit brews when you don't communicate," Chad offered simply. "It is better to talk far too much, far too candidly, than it is not to."

"Which is how you get shit done," Mal hummed, looking at Chad in something like approval.

"We should go on a double date," Ben offered as a non sequitur, and even though Chad didn't get it, the smiles it earned from everyone were definitely enough for him to know it was a done deal.

-:-:-

They ended up at the Enchanted Lake, because Ben was not a creative human.

It was nice though, running around in their swimsuits, paddling in the shallows and picnicking up on the stone dais. Nice to see Doug in his adorable swim trunks and Evie her elegant swimsuit, fun to watch them feed each other and get fed by them before they were pulled off by their respective people, Mal making a nuisance of herself by collapsing against Evie and Audrey practicing her German with Doug while Ben and Chad lazed about in the water.

"This is pretty great," Ben mused, cheeks tinged with a dull sunburn as he looked out over the others seeming so wonderfully at home. "You know, I wasn't sure how it was going to work with you dating more than one person, with me dating two girls, but you were really onto something."

If Chad was anything, he was greedy, and creative in his attempts to problem solve. It hardly made him revolutionary, by any means.

Still, if Ben wanted to give him credit, who was he to deny the other prince?

"I have my moments," Chad allowed with a lazy shrug, taking in the sight of Evie's carefree laughter and Doug's bashful enthusiasm as he and Audrey got onto a topic he really liked.

"Don't sell yourself short," Ben mused, and then he was splashing water in Chad's face, which of course required Chad's retaliation, until they were essentially wrestling in the water.

"Oops," Ben laughed when he slid his hand down the front of Chad's swimsuit, the blond so baffled by his audacity that he just sort of froze while Ben wrapped an arm around his waist, holding Chad close while he steadily teased him within the confines of his swimsuit.

"Benjamin," Chad hissed, his face flooding with warmth as Ben did truly filthy things to him. "We are in the Enchanted Lake. A sacred national treasure."

"Yes," Ben hummed. "And I find you very enchanting."

So he had no compunctions shoving Chad's swimsuit down enough to properly free his growing need so he could tease him right there where anyone could see them.

"Oh, are we doing this?" Chad heard Mal ask, and when he glanced over towards the dais it was to see the top of Evie's swimsuit get pushed down so Mal could nuzzle and bite at her nipples.

"Fuck yes," Audrey hissed, and then she was in Doug's lap, coaxing his hand between her legs while she started biting at the curve of his neck.

Okay, so obviously Ben's bunch were the aggressive, go-getter type. Good to know.

It was how the three of them ended up spread out on their backs next to each other while the others seemed determined to ravish them, Mal working three fingers deep between Evie's legs while Audrey rode Doug and Ben rutted his length together with Chad's until the blond thought he wouldn't be able to breathe.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Chad panted just before he lost it, and in true beast form, Ben did his damnedest to clean Chad up with nothing but his tongue after the fact.

-:-:-

"I suppose we can ravish them," Chad said during one of their private meetings in his and Doug's room. "I mean, we can instigate stuff, assuming we want to instigate stuff."

"I think I want to try eating Audrey out," Evie admitted, making Doug blush a furious shade of pink.

"I did like taking control with Ben," Doug admitted, as though the rest of them did not very much enjoy this as well.

"Then I shall rock Mal's world," Chad decided, trying to determine how best to do that, seeing as Mal mostly tolerated him for the sake of Evie.

"Yes, we can do this," Evie declared. "We can dominate."

They made their move when Ben invited them over for a private movie night that would lead into their sleepover, Chad sliding Mal into his lap and then working a hand into her panties while she moaned against him, biting and growling against his neck.

"Fuck, do you do this to Evie?" she gasped, her lust-filled gaze sliding over to where Evie was settled between Audrey's legs that were pushed wide, Evie teasing her panties off and her skirt up so she could get to the primetime real estate.

"When she wants it," Chad said, a subtle reminder that he wasn't a total asshole and very much respected his girlfriend's wishes in every capacity.

"I want this always," Mal declared, her hips rutting eagerly into his hand.

It was a nice enough distraction from where Doug was fingering Ben next to them, the prince whimpering and crowing in Doug's arms while he asked for more of daddy's fingers.

Fucking hell.

"Then I shall deliver," Chad said distractedly, adding on the mental condition that it would only last as long as this did, as long as their respective relationships held together. He wasn't sure how long that would be, if he was being honest. He was supposed to be trying to get rid of Evie, but the longer things went on, the more he loathed the idea of sending her away. If he didn't, though, Doug would expect Chad to bow out like he was supposed to, and the thought of that hurt too.

Chad just didn't know, and he realized he should be making some kind of plan to mitigate the fallout, but for now he could only enjoy what they had, since it was pretty damn good.

"Evie, Evie, Evie, Evie, Evie," Audrey panted, and Chad wondered when that had become music to his ears, wondered when Audrey had shifted from bitter acquaintance to a salty friend.

He should be more aware of his surroundings, he knew that. It was dangerous to get invested in people, they didn't always reciprocate, or if they did, it was for the wrong reasons. It was part of the reason he loved Doug so much. The guy wore his heart on his sleeve and didn't have the stomach for manipulation. At the end of the day, Chad never had to question where he stood with him. Everyone else was tricky, but Doug-

He was reliable, and while Chad wished Doug would look at him with maybe half as much affection as he reserved for Ben and Evie, he would take what he could get and be happy for it, be happy for Doug's happiness, because that was how love worked.

And Chad wasn't broken enough to misunderstand that.

-:-:-

Endnotes:

But Chad is confused enough to misread the situation forever and always, so there's that ;)

Thanks for the feedback, everyone! I'm grateful for all the love and enthusiasm this little five-shot has gained! That really does make my day, and if this fic has brought you any amount of entertainment, I'll consider it a job well done ^_^

Story notes:

I have no idea if I've mentioned it before (for this story), but Sardinia is my name for Chad's kingdom. I use it in place of the canon name, Cinderellasburg, because Cinderellasburg is forever and always a dumb name.

Chad: Communication is key.

Also Chad: I will never communicate my true feelings to anyone ever. This will not be a problem, I'm sure.

Until next time :)