Cane hesitated, more then he realized, but he did hesitate. He knew perfectly well he would be taking advantage, although his mind wasn't all there at the moment. The close, tension wasn't helping him either. Though really the question was who was being taking advantage of, really it went both ways. He was fractured and needed attention, and these two were stark drunk, so either way someone was going to win or lose. He felt a sharp nip on the side of his neck; he took in a breath, which caused Henry to gain access. Cane had just had about enough of this; he gave up almost and battled Henry's own tongue, gradually falling into the temptation. His right arm draped on the couch ad around Henry. His other arm found Henry's waist. This was so wrong, on so many freaking levels. He shifted only slightly and found himself now in a position where he would have a hard time moving.

Jasper was on the couch his left knee in Cane's back, his right leg resting on the edge of the couch spread out, blocking Cane from moving abruptly, plus his arms were firmly placed around Cane's waist. On the flip side, Henry had full grip on Cane's neck and shoulder his legs spread out in a similar manor to Jasper, this basically locked Cane from moving unless he shoved either one off himself. This could get really bad, really fast was Cane's train of thought, he had lost the battle over his own mouth and was now finding himself quite under literally pinned between the two guys. Jasper's hands moved father up his chest, bringing the hem of his shirt with them.

Cane had an instant panic, but found he was being lowered; Jasper had changed position and now was laying backside down on the arm of the couch. Cane found his back up against Jasper's chest and Henry above him. crap. Cane was psyched out he didn't like this helpless feeling he was getting. He hands pushed up on Henry pushing Henry away, finally their lips broke and both took in gasps of much needed air. Cane sat up breaking even Jasper's grip on him, still trying to get much needed air. He moved tumbling to the side by accident and landed on the floor with a thump. Jasper sat up looking down at him and so did Henry.

"You alright?" Henry asked still undeniably drunk. His eyes were filled with; well Cane didn't want to think about it. He was trying to move now and get a little room to sort out what was driving through his body; he was to late again though. Henry had moved from the couch and as Cane stumbled to a knee position, his back hit the couch as Henry hand's fell on either side his lips reclaiming their spot with enough force to surprise Cane. This time Cane didn't think he could fight back; his arms went around Henry as he legs moved into a more comfortable spread eagle position. He pulled Henry close enough to hear his heart beat against his own. Henry and Cane were evenly matched on this scale. Now that Cane had given up trying to stop he found this, almost, overpowering.

Not just because he now was feeling those, desires he had missed, but because he didn't feel like these two would up and betray him. Jasper was now preoccupied with how to cut in. His clouded mind was doing the exact opposite of what shy Jasper would do. Jasper slid down from the couch and expertly brought his hands between the very small gap between Cane and Henry pushing them apart, as soon as their lips broke apart Jasper took up Henry's lips very, possessively. Cane smirked and decided to take his arms around Jasper's thinner waist and he clamped down on his ear, which caused Jasper to yelp. In this delicate process three things were clear. One, they weren't going to stop. Two, they would probably wake up with the worst hangovers ever. Three, they wouldn't forget this ever…ever. In a matter of maybe moments, Henry's shirt was fully unbuttoned and slipped down to be forgotten.

Cane brought his own shirt over his shoulders revealing tan skin, at least tan for compared to Jasper's pale skin, however it couldn't compare with Henry's almost almond colored tan that graced every part of his body. Their positions had changed once more in this loss of, clothing. Jasper's legs wrapped around Cane's waist as they were newly aware of the difference between each other, Cane found jasper to be quite submissive, even now. Henry on the other hand wasn't so nice. Now only down to their pants, they found themselves breaking away from each other, and taking in a few breaths. Henry got up abruptly, which made Cane tilt his head in, disappointment, but then he saw Henry moving for a door and Jasper was following. He decided to too. Cane was painfully aware of what was going to happen, and now he stood nervously outside the door as Henry pulled Jasper onto the bed. They both paused looking at Cane questionably. He fidgeted. Come on Cane, walk away, do something rational. His mind was arguing with itself, it knew what was right, but god it just wanted to do the wrong thing. It wanted to be wanted.

The sun couldn't penetrate the blinds in Henry's room. Which may have been a good thing? Sun was not good on the eyes when people have hangovers. Cane eyes fluttered open, and he cringed, the pain escalating up his body pretty much told him what had happened the day before. On either side of him was Jasper and Henry. They hands splayed across his chest and intertwined with each other. All three of them were naked under the queen sized covers. Cane's head rolled to the side as a headache messed up his thoughts. He couldn't remember how it all had exactly happened. He knew that he had been the one to push farther than either of the two, after all that was what had happened to him the first time, he knew what this was all like, waking up in someone's else's bed. He was pinned to the bed; there was no way on earth he could get out of bed without waking either sleeping beauty. Maybe he wouldn't have to, a groan from his left indicated Henry was awake. They both opened their eyes, first looking at each other then moved looking at Cane. Their first reaction, emotion if you will shot across their faces and that emotion was, distraught. "Shh..its okay." Cane said like a mother would, he was far from a mother though. "Don't move too much.." He continued. Henry shifted letting go of Jasper's hands he moved his hands travelling farther up Cane's chest as he sat up, he winced and laid back down. "Told you." He smirked. Jasper was smarter and just groaned burying his head in Cane's chest. "We..I can't…" Jasper faltered. Cane could feel warm tears rolling down the side of his hip as Jasper started crying. Henry wasn't crying, but he could feel him shaking like a leaf. He was such a idiot, no he was a freaking asshole. Why had he let his emotions get the best of hi, these two hadn't been ready for this, at all.