"Something on your mind, Rokuro?" Balalaika asked as he held her.
The two had finished going at it not too long ago, they were so sweaty they weren't even covering up with a sheet.
"What... makes you think I do?" Rock fumbled a little.
"I think I've been around you long enough to tell when you're deep in thought over something," she retorted, resting her head on his chest.
"I mean... it's nothing in particular," he replied with a slight gulp. "I was... um... just wondering if you've ever been involved in..." his volume dropped significantly at the end.
"You're going to have to speak up, lover," she chuckled while making circles on his chest.
"Have you ever... been involved... in a threesome?" he finally asked.
Balalaika stopped making circles and looked intensely into Rock's eyes. He couldn't believe how much those eyes continued to simultaneously scare and arouse him. He knew he shouldn't be getting hard right now, but this was the power she had on him.
"Any particular reason for asking?" she asked while arching an eyebrow.
"Well... you know how guys are," he gulped. "They think of... trying things with their significant others."
"Do they now?" she asked with a chuckle. "Did a certain someone ask if the two of us had invited a third person into our bedroom activities? Anyone I might know?" She then noticed he was very clearly aroused, and decides to start stroking him. "I always feel honesty is the best policy."
"Y-y-yeah... true," he struggled to say through the simple but effective pleasure. "It was Revy! She asked for details of our sex life!"
"Of course she did," she chuckled. "She would be the closest thing you'd get to 'guy talk.' I assume you shared?"
"Nothing explicitly," he retorted. "Just that your extremely skilled and your body is amazing."
"Well, that's certainly flattering " she chuckled
"J-just being... honest," he struggled to reply as her hand had started speeding up.
"So I take it you answered no to the threesome question?" she asked rhetorically.
"Of course I did!" he exclaimed with a slight crack in his voice. She was still stroking him off. "I had no reason to lie about that sort of thing."
Balalaika let out another chuckle at her lover's honesty. She then moved towards his pulsating member as he released everything into her mouth.
"Oh wow!" Rock exclaimed.
"Glad you enjoyed it," she smirked while licking some remains off her lips. "The answer to your question is no."
"Huh?" he asked in a daze.
"No, I've never been involved in a threesome," she replied with a chuckle.
"Oh... ok," he let out a big sigh.
"But, I would be willing to try it," she smirked.
"Really!?" his voice cracked again, making Balalaika laugh. "Uh... really? That's... uh... nice."
"I assume Two Hands would also be up for it," she continued.
"I hadn't even considered that," he replied with what appeared to be genuine shock.
"Really? Seems like Two Hands was fishing to see if we'd be willing," she nonchalantly pointed out.
"You really think so?"
"Why do you think she asked?"
"Unfiltered depravity," he shrugged.
"That no doubt factored into it. But, given the persistence of questions, my guess is she was gaging just what the two of us are into."
"Wow... that never occurred to me."
"It's still quite amazing how naive you are at times,"she chuckled.
"Ok... well... even if she were up for it. How would we go about doing it?"
"We'll figure that out later," she moved herself to where her pussy was mere inches from his face, sporting a seductive smile. "But for now, it's your turn."
A few days later, Balalaika came up with a way to lure Revy into a threesome with her and Rock. It was simple enough: Rock would tell Revy they were needed at Hotel Moscow for a potential job. Once there, begin seducing. As usual, Petrov came to the Lagoon Company to pick up Rock about an hour before sunset. He was surprised to see the notorious Two Hands come along, there's a reason he was the only one who drove him to and from after all.
"Evening, Petrov," Rock enthusiastically greeted after getting in the back. "Having a good evening?"
"Da," Petrov replied. "Surprised to see Two Hands with you."
"Sis told Rocky here she's got some kind of job for us," Revy shrugged as she lit up a cigarette.
"I see," Petrov replied. Rock swore he saw a tiny smirk appear for a solid second on the normally stone faced driver. Given the nature of these pickups, Rock had a feeling Petrov new exactly what was going on.
"Not sure why she waited so late in the day though," said Revy. "Guess it's some covert shit she wants us to do."
Petrov then let out a very tiny chuckle, something Rock had never heard.
"Something funny?" Revy asked suspiciously, her cigarette dangling from her mouth.
"Nyet," he coughed lightly. "I think humidity is just bothering the senses."
"Whatever you say, Sputnik," she scoffed.
Rock hoped he wasn't being obvious with how nervous he was. Never in a million years did he ever think this was a possibility for him. Not that he knew for sure Revy would even go along with it. Balalaika seemed confident enough. Given her and Revy's "working," relationship, if Revy declined she'd probably be pissed off, but still flattered.
"What the fuck is up with you?" she asked suddenly.
Guess it was obvious.
"What do you mean?" he asked, trying to sound as calm as possible.
"You're all jittery and shit. It's fuckin' weird. Not like this is your first time visiting Sis. Shit, I figured you'd be way less tightly wound now that you're getting pussy on a regular basis."
"It's nothing. Maybe it's the weather, like Petrov said."
"What-fuckin'-ever. Just get your shit together before we get to Balalaika's office. She's gonna think you're fuckin' around behind her back or something."
"As if I'd be that stupid."
"I bet it's happened to her. Most guys have no qualms about getting some extra ass on the side. They ain't all boy scouts like you. Two of you may be lovey dovey, but a badass bitch like her ain't gonna let her guard down. She thinks your up to some shady shit and you're gonna be six feet fuckin' under."
"Never thought I would say this... but you're overthinking things, Revy."
"Fuckin' smart-ass."
Once the two got to Hotel Moscow, they immediately went to the elevator.
"I swear those Russkies were eyeballing us."
"They always do that. They're ex military and operate in one of the most dangerous cities on earth. Being in a relationship with their boss doesn't automatically make me part of their inner circle."
"Fuckin' hate it when you make sense," she grumbled.
"I won't make it a habit," he smirked.
"Better fuckin' not. And what's with the big fuckin' smile? You see Sis on a nearly daily basis."
"You've obviously never been in love."
"Last fuckin' thing I need."
Rock just shrugged. Oh sure, he knew what the plan was (he still had doubts of it actually working), but taking that out it's true he was always happy to see Balalaika since they began their relationship. He'd find out soon enough if Balalaika's assumptions were correct.