Guys, if you're thinking its weird for them to orgasm multiple times, remember that they are under the effect of the pollen. Also, sorry for taking so long. I didn't see the time passing, it's been almost three months since the last chapter, but I haven't written this one yet, so when I checked it, I put the dirtiest playlist I had on my phone and got to business :) Hope you enjoy it.

Oh, any mistakes (like brunches), blame it on me. I don't have a beta-reader and English is not my mother language, so… Sorry xD

Kenshi Takahashi is completely fine with this splitting headache he has, he can meditate to distract himself out of it—but just because he cannot use his telepathic powers to brush it off, he tried—and stay quiet a little, however, it is too difficult to concentrate with Cage making such a mess inside of their cells. He says he has a powerful heat coming up his body and does not know how to stop and Kenshi cannot help him either, since he tried to relieve the sensation with his telepathy as well but it was in vain. Johnny Cage's force balls and speed were no help for them to break the branches, neither were Takahashi's telekinetic pushes.

When Melantha visited them, he was sure that something was about to go on but the plants she left behind only made them sleep and wake up with this disturbing effects. They suspected it was some kind of poison that would kill them, but it has been an hour or so now and nothing changed.

Cage was now practicing kicks all over the place, making his shoes crush on the ground and take away Kenshi's concentration. This is terrible, he needs concentration to make the migraine go away but need the migraine to go away to achieve the concentration he needs.

"Would you calm yourself down just for a moment, I'm trying to make my head stop aching," he requests… finally. He has been holding himself for quite a while.

"I gotta distract myself from this heat too, Fold-man, doing exercises is the only way I can make myself believe it's not here," Cage requests. "I already took off my shirt and my jacket, unless you want me naked in front of you, this is our only solution by now."

"I can't see you, imbecile, there's no problem for me if you get naked."

Well, actually, Kenshi can still feel the heat wave eradiating from Cage's body and it is becoming hotter and hotter, this is the reason why he is being so liberal with Johnny, he knows it must be hell to endure this.

"Nah, it won't be today you'll get me to take my pants off in front of you," Johnny jokes, but Takahashi can hear his shoes fall to the ground and the noise of his zipper being open, "Maybe just the pants."

"Wow. Such a good view," the samurai states.

"Thank you very m— Oh, you bastard," the actors throws his pants in Kenshi's direction, but they never even reach him. Instead, Kenshi uses his telekinesis to fold them and put them politely on the floor beside Johnny's other clothes and he laughs as he does it.

"Try doing push-ups or a less noisy exercise please."

"Do you understand that it's not about the exercises? I'm burning here, man, my lips are dry but I don't feel any thirst and I haven't sweated yet. It's like I'm being baked alive. Here, feel me."

Johnny extends his hand and touches Takahashi's forearm. The headache fades as does the heat.

"Whoa… It's gone," he releases Kenshi's arm and it instantly comes back, "What the burning fuck?"

"Give me your hand, Cage," Takahashi commands. The actor obliges and feels the relief of the cold wind coming from the outsides of the cell. He has not felt them for a time and now it is great to have his skin being refreshed. "When you touch me, my head stops aching," the samurai states. "I guess we need to stay in contact with each other if we want this scourge to leave us alone."

"Oh, great, want me to lay on your lap as well? What the hell did that witch want from us?" Cage sits beside Takahashi.

"I don't know, but stay quiet for now. You have no excuse to be moving that much again."

"Fine, fine, just… turn to the side and get your back on mine so we can stay without shaking hands forever."

Kenshi does as he is told, turning his back to Cage and the actor shifts behind him, supporting his own back on the samurai's. Takahashi tries to meditate again, it seems to be the only way to pass the time in this place. His concentration is reaching a peaceful level until a thump on this shoulder drags him back down to conscience. Cage is snoring slightly and the samurai snorts in annoyance.

"Hey, Cage," he calls, making the actor mumble, "Cage, wake up."

"Why? We have nothing else to do," Cage states bashfully.

"Because you're putting your whole weigh on my back," Kenshi pushes his spine up, causing Johnny to fall forward and finally wake up.

"Argh, fine," he growls.

Kenshi tries to go back to his meditation, but he feels a tingle down his stomach. Why is he turning aroused right now? Maybe the concentration will take the feelings away…

Not really.

Despite his efforts to make no fuss about it being successful, he still feels uncomfortable and the erection just stays there making his pants impossibly tight. He shifts in his sit enough to fix it and feels Cage shifting as well, but he hears the sound of clothes slipping away on his skin.

"Are you getting naked?" Inquires the samurai.

"Well… Some of the heat is back," Johnny lies.

Not actually a lie, but an omission. The heat is back but it is not abnormal at all, he is aroused as well and in the back of his mind, he thought that Kenshi would not see or care if he just got naked right here and now.

"You feel it as well," the telepath states, "You won't do this relying on me, Cage. Go get your heat off away from me."

"Hey, you feel it too."

"I'm not trying to masturbate, am I?"

"Neither am I…" Kenshi can feel a little more heat going to Johnny's cheeks. He's not the blushing kind, but he sure knows that the samurai can look inside his mind "I'm just relieving the pressure over it. Maybe the cold wind will help it out."

"You deal very well with words, Cage, but not enough to trick me."

"OK, listen, we have no peace if we're away from each other and we both have this thing to deal with. What do you want me to do? I've already tried to sleep it off, think of gross things and even thought about gay sex. It didn't help much."

"What is wrong about gay sex?" Takahashi raises a brow.

"Nothing. It's just not my thing. If I thought of straight or lesbian sex it would've gotten worse."

"Have you ever tried gay sex?"

"Whoa, where are you heading to?"

"I don't know. I heard that business world takes a lot of you."

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, you didn't start from the top. Are you telling me you never been harassed by someone, not even a woman?"

"Why do you care?"

"Nothing, just…" Kenshi tries hard not to laugh, "… you said it's not your thing, I thought you had tried and disliked."

"Why does it matter to you?"

"It doesn't, Cage, calm down."

"What? Bet you would like some of this?"

"I can't see that," Kenshi laughs. Johnny stands up, making both of them find weird the fact that neither their heat nor headache are back.

"Well, whatever. If I had this experience, what makes you think I would do it with you?"

"Gods, Cage, I didn't think of that."

"What explains the curiosity then?"

"Just this. Curiosity. I'm starting to think you would like me to bend you over these bars and give you some experience about it."

"No way… If we had sex one day, I would be the one fucking you, no doubt."

"You think you're so smart, Cage. I can make you orgasm without even touching you."

"Then come on," Johnny challenges, "Me against you. The winner gets to fuck the loser."

"I have no interest in men, Cage."

"You can't see me. If you win, pretend I'm a woman… or are you afraid you gonna lose?"

"You're far from scaring me, friend."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"I don't want to hurt you, let's make this fair. No telekinesis, no ancient powers, the first to touch the other's rear with a full hand—and full hand doesn't mean finger tips or simple taps, means really grabbing it—wins."

"So if you grab my butt or I grab yours, we're done?"

"Seems fair to you?"

"Yeah, it's fine," Johnny shrugs, "But if I'm gonna fight naked, you're gonna have to strip too."

"Stripping was your choice."

"Come on, don't be a pussy."

Kenshi shrugs it off anyway. He is betting a lot of his integrity to this. So to think, he would not mind having a sexual relationship with a man. He cannot see the person he is having body contact, it makes much easier to accept someone's touch, but Cage… With him, it is not about the sex, it is about pride. Sex is just a prize included.

He strips off his clothes and stands in front of cage, mere feet separating them, erections pointing firm to upward directions (not totally straight in his own case), bare buttocks feeling the cold wind in the cell and body hair frizzing by the chill down their spine.

"Ready?" Asks Johnny, standing on his fight stance.

"Born and raised," Takahashi states.

The actor is the first to make a move, trying to use his Jiu-Jitsu skills to take Kenshi down. From then on, it would be easy to full his hand on the flesh of his ass, however, Kenshi senses his moves and step aside, pushing cage to the wall. His hand drives itself quickly in the direction of Johnny's ass but only find the stones. The actor rolls away and kick him in the chest.

Takahashi takes a few steps back and waits for his next move. They keep studying each other from afar. Kenshi does not want to cheat on Cage and use his telepathy to know what he is thinking, though it is a great temptation. The actor on the other hands needs to fight the urge to use his ancient powers to shut the guy down and palm his ass just fine.

They charge at each other again, Cage trying to drive his arms around Kenshi, but the samurai notices and stop his arms, using his own to pull Cage's up. The actor steps away and Kenshi forward taking by the arm and trying to pull him for a slap on the ass, but Johnny spins and his hand goes on the actor's hip. Kenshi senses he coming with his hand from behind and spins barraging it with his own arm.

This is a little more difficult than both thought it would be. Takahashi cannot play dirty with his powers, but he knows that Cage is planning something when he comes up again, this time his hands are going to Kenshi's head. The samurai avoid them and tries embracing Cage's body, however he steps back again as Takahashi thought he would do and so the samurai throws himself over the actor's body, both falling on the ground. Kenshi fits himself between Johnny's legs, his mouth being driven to Cage's neck and a bite set on the skin there and the samurai feels the actor's muscles tensing with surprise—a good one. His hands go down Johnny's hips and grab both buttocks with force and Johnny groans in disappointment.

"Come on! That was my plan," Cage says, apparently irritated.

"You shouldn't have charged first, then," Kenshi states, smiling to his face while Cage snorts.

Their erections are pressed together between their bodies, Johnny's hand holding Takahashi's wrist while the samurai's hands are still pressing his ass cheeks and the only support he has for his torso in the chest under him, going up and down, slick with sweat and hot from the battle. Both of them are breathless for a while and take their time to recover from it. Kenshi takes his hands out of Cage's ass and place them on the floor to take a little of support, while the actor places his hands on the other's chest applying a little force, but Kenshi will not let himself be pulled away.

"Trying to run from the deal, Cage? What are you afraid of?"

"Don't be cocky, you were just lucky," the actor scoffs.

"Come on, don't be a bad loser."

"Fine, if I'm gonna get fucked, no way it'll be done by a guy in blindfold," Cage's hands go up to his head and grab the fold's tips. Takahashi drive one of his hands quickly to his wrists.

"Do you really want to see this?" he inquires.

"I've seen blind people before," the other states, removing the blindfold. Kenshi's eyes are almost fully white. The irises however are two light-bluish balls right in the center. Cage does not punish himself from thinking that Kenshi is a very handsome man and would be even more—or maybe not—if his eyes were full of life again. "See? No problem."

"Pun intended?" Kenshi laughs.

"Not really," Cage laughs as well, "Can you really imagine me like a woman?"

"Actually, not," Kenshi admits, using his hand to caress Johnny's face, "If we were kissing, I would be filling the scruff of your beard and I see in your mind how you imagine yourself. I know you have a tattoo with your name in your chest and I know you have no breasts. I can feel your arms," his hand now go to Cage's biceps, "I know they are way bigger than I woman's would be and I'm right between your legs. Thought a lot of women have very muscular legs, I know the difference between yours and theirs"

"Like what?"

"Like the fur the grows up to your groing, but ceases when it comes to your buttocks because you depilate them."

"It's for hygienic issues," Cage argues.

"No complains," Takahashi grants "And the thing between them."

Both him and Johnny laugh to this.

"Are you really going to fuck me or the battle's gonna end this way?"

"It makes no difference for me, actually," Kenshi admits, "Would you like to do it?"

"Sounds interesting… I've never been on bottom before."

"So you had a man before," the samurai smiles victoriously.

"Boo-hoo, you got me," Johnny scoffs, "You know? There was a rumor on the magazine, but your blindness didn't get you to see it."

"Not interest in gossip," the other states. "But we are both naked right now and I am right between your legs, so I think it made no difference to me."

"Oh, shut the fuck up," Johnny surrounds Takahashi's necks with his arms and pulls him closer to kiss him. This seems like the only way to make the samurai to shut up and get to action. At first, the osculation is messy and uncomfortable, they don't know how to proceed, so Cage holds his friend's face and takes control on the situation, instructing him to open his mouth and receive the actor's tongue inside it. Cage tries licking his teeth and lips, before going to meet the samurai's tongue with his own.

Kenshi understands the move and catches up the rhythm to move his tongue alongside Cage's, both of them enjoying the contact. Their moves being facilitated by the sweat in their bodies, making them slippery for a pleasurable friction. Cage starts moving his hips to cause rasping between their cocks, which makes Kenshi's breath to hitch. He reached a good point there.

Soon they are both moving and kissing at the same time. Cage's hand around Kenshi's neck loosen and he pushes the samurai a little away.

"Ever blew a man before?" the actor asks.

"First time for everything," the samurai states, getting the message. He slides on Johnny's body until his face is right in front of the other's manhood.

Takahashi feels it with his hand. His scrotum is hairless but the upper part of his groin is covered by a soft amount of fur. The scent of the place is not the best, he has to admit it, but feels masculine and that is actually exciting. He puts his tongue out and licks the base of Johnny's cock, sliding it to his balls, managing to get one of them between his lips.

"Fuck!" Cage swears under his breath.

Kenshi circle his legs with the arms supporting himself with his the elbows. He then takes Johnny's length horizontally in his mouth and slides up and down, covering the external part of it with his saliva and making the actor moan a little more.

"Are you sure this is your first time?"

"Beginner's luck," the samurai jokes, before trying to take the tip of the actor's penis into his mouth. As he does, Cage hisses and curses one more time. Kenshi swallows most of it. His mouth is not deep enough to take it all and he will not risk going out of the limit. The last thing he wants is to cover Cage's lower part with his stomachic content.

This is no problem for Johnny. Kenshi does a miraculous job with his tongue and lips around his manhood. He moans all the times the flexible and wet muscle circle the tip of his cock or play around the shaft. It is so warm and soft for him to take it.

"What about here?" Kenshi asks, after releasing his cock for a while. His thumb teases Cage's soft entrance, making circles over it. Johnny's muscles twitch to the touch. They feel oddly satisfying.

"Keep it going," the actor encourage him.

Kenshi uses his arms to rise Johnny's legs and get a better sense of his entrance. It's warm and twitching, eradiating arousal. He cannot resist the temptation to lick it.

Cage arches his back as he feels the warmth of the tongue embrace his hole and an almost girly moan escapes his mouth. It is a totally new and marvelous sensation. His own hand grabs his cock and start stroking it to the wonderful feeling. Takahashi spares no effort to make him feel even better, using the tongue to make quick pokes on it or slight and soft circles. Cage cannot help but orgasm to it. His hand and torso covering with white, hot goop.

"Fuck… me… That was great," he says breathless.

"I could hear it," Kenshi plays.

"My turn," Cage drives Kenshi on his back to the sheet of moss. Was that thing always there? Well, no problem, it makes a soft floor for them. Johnny lies down between Takahashi's legs and engulfs his cock. The samurai has almost no hair in his body, except for the triangle above his cock, leading Johnny to think he is not the only one who shaves some parts of his body.

Kenshi's cock is not huge, but it's wide and Johnny has a good time trying to swallow the whole thing without grazing it with his teeth. Feels like trying to put a sausage in your mouth and he has no words to describe the taste. Maybe "neutral", but no totally. Cage takes back his thoughts and tries a soft bite on Kenshi's shaft, making the samurai swear. It sounds really exciting, encouraging the actor to use a little more teeth. The blind man does not moan much but he grunts a lot when Cage increases the pressure, that's what makes the actor know when he does something right. In a surprising moment, he feels the sticky liquid in the bottom of his throat while Kenshi keeps the swearing.

He quickly takes away his face and spits on the floor. The taste is not bad, but the texture is a little disgusting for him to bear and a bit nauseating.

"Sorry, I should have warned," Kenshi apologizes.

"No problem… What about you give me a little more tongue in the ass to make up for it?"

"You really enjoy it," Takahashi states.

"You bet I did," he says, lying on his belly and spreading his cheeks apart.

Kenshi kneels behind him and lowers his face right between the muscly buttocks, feeling the soft opening with his tongue again. Feels funny to tongue it while it twitches unceasingly and Cage moans desperately, spreading his cheeks more and shaking his hips slightly to make some friction. Kenshi makes himself stay doing it while Johnny is moaning. Cage's muscle twitch harder for a while and his breath hitches. Takes a moment for Takahashi to realize he came once more.

"You really, really enjoy it."

"Shut up and give me more," the author commands, pushing his head back to work.

Kenshi enjoys making him moan, but his mandible is getting tired from the job, so he backs off.

"What about we get to the real business?" he positions himself behind Johnny.

"Woah, wait up," Johnny refuses, "You know, with virgin-like guys you gotta use your fingers to help loosen up. I don't wanna feel like you're tearing me apart."

"Alright," Kenshi agrees. The actor sits on the moss and takes the samurai's hand, leading his index and middle fingers inside his own mouth. Takahashi can see how Johnny imagines himself doing it and the actor takes his cock with the other hand, stroking it slowly.

It is not enough to take an orgasm out of Kenshi though and the samurai takes his fingers out of Cage's mouth to make him get into position. The actor stays on all for, exhibiting his ass in the air and the other uses his fingers to stroke his entrance slowly. It is a little wet from the previous rimming section and Takahashi slips the first finger inside easily. Johnny gasps at the contact, it certainly bother a little at the first entry and totally hurts when Kenshi touches his deeper insides, yet not enough to kill the pleasure of the friction.

The samurai moves his fingers slowly, exploring the silky path he wants to be inside so bad. He feels less resistance and thinks that is the time for another finger. Cage hisses when the second digit goes inside and shifts a little on his position, so he is laying over his arms, his butt even more spread and upturn.

"Do you think you are ready?" Kenshi asks, removing his fingers.

"We can give it a try," the actor answers.

Kenshi guides himself to stay right in the entrance of Cage's hole and the actor is panting with anticipation. The head of his cock pushes slowly finding a little resistance and pops in surprising them both. Cage states it with a gasp.

Inch by inch, the samurai's cock invade him pleasantly as well as painfully, making him moan from both feelings and Kenshi stays still inside him as soon as he is fully sheathed.

"Whenever you want."

"Give me a sec, I'll do the work," Johnny breathes. His heart is racing and the sensation deepens when he moves slightly forward forcing his hole to free a little part of Kenshi's cock. The loss is a bit disappointing and he pushes himself back on it. He repeats this movement for as long as it feels comfortable for him and Takahashi starts moving along, making the way back inside more full of friction.

Their hips meet and separate in a slow pace and as soon as it feels good enough, Johnny's accelerates his gyration and Kenshi follows up. The sound of their flesh meeting ass to thighs is muffled by Cage's moans and Takahashi's grunts as they go on and on with the process.

"Wait, let's make this a little different," Johnny pushes his ass away from the samurai's cock and lays on his side, "Get behind me and keep going on."

Kenshi obliges, lying on the floor behind the actor and positions his cock. This time it enters way more easily and the movements do not need to be cautions while Cage holds his leg in front of his body, biting on his own knee to suppress the moan. His cock bobs on his belly but he won't give it any attention. He wants this to last. The pulsation on Kenshi's cock rubbing inside him feels greater than having any woman or being in the top with any guy.

Kenshi holds his ass and presses it firmly, hard enough to leave a read trail and burning sensation in the area. The samurai drives himself in and out of the actor in powerful strokes that make Cage rock back and forth with each strike of hips.

The tip of Takahashi's cock finds something inside the actor and it almost takes his breath away. He chokes on the air of his throat before recovering the breathing pace, which is quite accelerated.

"Oh, gosh, do that again, please."

"I won't take any longer, Cage."

"Do it while you can take, then."

Kenshi thrusts fiercely, trying to find the hidden pleasurable spot, each time he does it he is rewarded by one of Cage's reaction. Moaning loudly, screaming at the top of his lungs, clenching his ass around Kenshi's cock or gasping are the various way in which Cage lets him know that he did right.

"Cage, I'm going to…"

"Do it. Deep inside," Johnny glues his back to Kenshi's chest and uses his arm to pull his head to his own shoulder. Kenshi obliges, biting softly on the skin of Johnny's neck while he releases himself inside the actor's channel. Johnny moans openly while he feels the hot liquid feel him.

Kenshi retracts himself from Cage's hole and lets the actor turn to him so they can kiss one more time.

"I can feel it dripping," Johnny whispers, "It feels great."

"It's your turn," Kenshi says, "We can do it exactly like this."

The actor is about to ask how but he feels the invisible force envelope his cock while something hits him inside, his prostate gaining an amazing massage from the telekinetic powers. Kenshi kisses him through the stimulation and he moans on the samurai's mouth as much as he can, craving for more, closing his fist on the dark hair and holding on powerfully when his orgasm hits him. The spurts coming out of his cock like a squirt.

They both catch their breath after a few minutes only laid in each other's arms, Johnny resting his head in the crook of Kenshi's neck.

"It's strange," Kenshi mumbles suddenly.

"What?"

"You've been through three orgasms, I've been through two and yet our penises are rock-solid."

"I guess this is an indicative we should keep trying to lower them."

Kenshi smiles at the naughty idea.

"You want more tongue, don't you?"

"Just to help the pain out," Johnny says with a cheeky grin.

"Fine… Just to help the pain out."

"Mom," Cassie calls out, her team right behind her, distracting Sonya for her task to check the ground. Not that it will delay any progress, since the ground is yet intact since their arrival, "I came as soon as possible, is dad alright?"

"Did you have any clue of our fathers?" Jacqui cuts her. Takeda expressing the same inquisitor look.

"We don't have a clue where they are. It's been almost two hours since they disappearance," Sonya answers sorrowfully.

"But… There must be any clue."

"Major!" A soldier girl screams from afar. She approaches running among the trees, her arm bleeding furiously.

"What happened?!" Sonya runs to her, trying to check the wound.

"The trees… They got the agents that were with me, stabbed my arm and threw me away before enveloping them with branches. I tried to help but it was impassable," the girl cries.

"The agents that were with her are all male agents," Sonya analyzes quickly, "This forest has a serious deal with men. Takeda and Kung Jhin, take her back to the plane and help her with first aids, it's not safe for you in here. Cassie, Jacqui, with me, we have some wooden asses to kick and take our guys back."

The men obey her and so do the girls, following her to the depths of the forest. Sonya is not sure of what she will find but she will not stop until she has her friends back.