In The Middle

by CrypticBeans

Shouta has been pining after Hizashi and Oboro for years yet he has never said a word. How could he? Hizashi and Oboro were his best friends who loved each other. A happy couple that did not have room for his complicated emotions. It only takes one afternoon, the offer of coffee, and one conversation to change everything.

4. Vibes, Thigh Rides, and a Feverish Heat!

It wasn't uncommon for Shouta to stop by his boyfriends home. In the five months they'd been dating, the two men had been overenthusiastic about him letting himself in if he was in the area after work. That it didn't matter if one, both, or no one was at home when he came by. That it was as much his space now as it was the both of theirs and they were more than willing to give him all the permission to use his spare key to let himself into the home. Just as he had given them both spare keys to his apartment.

At least, once he had gotten the approval of his landlord who okayed it. He had been painfully awkward about simply letting himself in the few times he'd been in the kitchen those early mornings. Had felt as if he were intruding on their private space despite their words. But the delight on Hizashi's face when he stumbled out to find him attempting to make breakfast? The absolute joy on Oboro's as he was struggling to get out of bed when he walked in with a coffee? It had been unbelievably heartwarming.

Endearing to see both of his boyfriends so delighted to see him in those early morning hours. To see Hizashi spring up off the couch in the afternoons he stopped by after work when he had the time. When he was being heaved into Oboro's arms after the blue-haired man returned from a run to the corner store. There had been plenty of times he'd woken in his apartment to find his blonde boyfriend in the kitchen making breakfast. When a coffee was handed to him from Oboro while they played with his cats.

Letting himself in, of course, was an awkward affair that he had long since become accustomed too in the past two months. With coaxing from both of his boyfriends with their reassurances, it had felt comfortable entering the home. When he'd crash on their bed for an impromptu nap for a few hours after work. Waking to find fingers intertwined loose with his along with the warmth of a body curling into his back and a face nuzzling itself to his shoulder. An arm draped over his waist to hug him close to a broad chest.

Both men curled up against him with those slow, even breaths of their own gave him a warmth like none other. Five months was a long time for him to be with someone given how his previous relationships had gone. He'd never been with someone long enough to reach such a milestone but he was more than giddy at the milestone of their relationship. That the feelings he'd feared would waver or fizzle out had merely been strengthened over time. The adoration he feared would vanish that merely showed itself more clearly.

The smitten expression on Hizashi's face when they had a moment alone. The adoration in Oboro's gaze when they were curled up on those Friday nights waiting for Hizashi to come home in those early hours. He didn't need to hear it to know it was there. To know his feelings in their entirety was given back to him with a force he never imagined receiving from them both. However, nothing melted him more than the glances he caught out of the corner of his eye. The soft smiles with that gentle pride.

The lovestruck, besotted look he'd catch on the onlookers face when he was curled in an embrace. It was an adoring, soft smile that wreaked havoc in his system when he caught it. A look that followed him home until he fell into his bed after his weekend away. "Swooning" as Nemuri would playfully call it but there was no other word for it, was there? He'd be left with that flushed warmth after a weekend away that was only strengthened each time. Weekends filled with days that left him buzzing with that joy.

And then Oboro and Hizashi suggested they begin extending his stays at therapy which he was more than receptive too. Rather than three nights away, they chose five. Friday to Tuesday. It was easily arranged for him to bring his cats with him on his stay over given how well they'd gotten along with Oboro's and Hizashi's. Five days of soaking up the affection, the adoration, he could share freely with his boyfriends. Five days that left him weak kneed and flushed with each bit of affection given to him.

He'd never been overly affectionate with his old partners. Never wanted the overabundance of touching. And while he certainly couldn't say it was different, he adored the intimacy he held with Hizashi and Oboro. When he was shuffling in only to have the blonde jump in the shower with him where hands would scrub gently at his scalp. To work the knots from his hair before kneading at his shoulders and back. Those softly crooned words from the blonde that had him swaying on his feet under the hot water.

When Hizashi would scrub at his skin with a loofah with those kisses and nuzzles as soapy hands kneaded at him. The intimacy of letting his boyfriend take care of him rather than his insistence to take care of the blonde. When he was handed a cup of tea from Oboro when he was shuffling out only to be tucked between both men. Five days of that warmth to get him through the few days at home. He swore he'd never felt such happiness in his life. Such overwhelming joy at the sight of both men at work and at home.

When Hizashi would greet Oboro before throwing himself into his arms allowing him to scoop up the blonde when he was walking through the door. The exuberant conversations between both his boyfriends as a meal was made. Swung in Hizashi's arms as he was spun around the kitchen with those cliché songs sweetly crooned as he was held tightly to the blonde. When he was sitting on the counter with Oboro tucked between his legs with lips pressed to his face in soft kisses that had him smiling helplessly.

When they were sweetly crooning those sickening songs fueled him like no other. A sickening cliché but God knows he adored it. Just like each time he was swung into arms. When he was greeted at the door like it was the first time. As if he had never left. As if he had been gone for years and they were delighted to see him. Welcoming him with a gusto that always left him giddy when hands were sliding along his waist. When hands were cupping his face with lips attacking his cheeks until they felt hot.

There had been a brief doubt in their therapy sessions that someone would feel left out. That, with the introduction of sex between them, there would be some neglect. It was happily the opposite after their worries had been aired out when each had walked through their greetings. How they felt with that affection. And he was more than happy to say that he felt he was receiving that same adoration he saw between both Hizashi and Oboro. After all, he hardly felt as if he was being left out in their relationship.

He was more than delighted to shower them both with that same affection when he had the time. But like with everything, it was all about balance. Not everything had to be done together as throuple, as assured to them by the therapist. By his own therapist. And so, the three of them had a routine together. He'd be taken on dates by both men to spend time one on one together where they'd either go to their home or his apartment. Whichever happened to be closer. Date nights were the life blood of his joy.

When he got a night to wine and dine with his boyfriends one-on-one to merely reinforce that connection that seemed to only be strengthening. He couldn't deny there was a small pang when Oboro and Hizashi went out on their own, but it was easy to think around it. To explain it to said boyfriends who had seemed relieved he addressed it. It became yet another topic to bring up in therapy but ever since then? Since they spoke on it? It was more than easy to feel that initial, small pang of jealousy fading away.

Especially when he was watching the blonde and blue-haired man dressing up for the night. To wave them off with the offer to be gone by the time they came home if need be. To watch the glowing delight on Hizashi's face when they were coming home once again as he was heading out. However, their date nights with the three of them? When he had his arm tucked in his? Hands holding onto him? Arms around his waist? It was magical. It had him truly swooning as Nemuri always accused him of doing.

While they'd all yet to have sex together, he didn't mind it one bit when those date nights with all the three of them didn't end in sex. It was amazing without it, and he could only imagine what it would be with sex. There was something absolutely magical about that build up. Seeing the effects of low lighting on Hizashi. The way the blonde of his hair shone silkily from the lights above and gave his eyes a deeper hue. How deep Oboro's bronze skin appeared with those blue eyes softening under the low lighting.

The adoration as hands brushed against him after reaching across the table with feet nudging at his. The arms around his waist as he was coaxed from the restaurant and, depending on proximity, finding his way to their homes together. Most nights after their dates hardly ended in sex. Not yet. But he could count on his hands how many times they'd ended up in an extra drink at home where those lazy kisses were shared. When he was flushed. Tucked in arms as he was squeezed closer with those kisses and nuzzles.

Up until he was being heaved into someone's arms with their boyfriend rushing after them towards the bedroom. Where he'd then be laid down, tipsy as he was coaxed into pajamas as he cackled with Hizashi over an awful joke. When the three of them were snickering over Tik Toks with Oboro as they mindlessly scrolled through until one or all were drifting off together as they cuddled close. Waking in the mornings to find fingers coming through his hair gently. When he woke before either of his was his favorite.

To merely watch as his boyfriends slept. His fingers tracing over pink cheeks and twisting locks of hair around his other hand until lashes fluttered up. When they would lounge in bed together drifting off idly for the next few hours before the need for food and water broke them up. When brunch and Gatorades were handed out as they settled in for a quiet morning. It was only made better when a one-on-one date was followed the morning after with their shared boyfriend as they relaxed in the living room.

The intimacy of those dates lit a fire in him like no other date he'd been on in the past. He adored his date nights with both of his boyfriends. Fingers skimmed over his cheek tearing him out of his thoughts as he focused his gaze with a hum. Letting his gaze flicker over Oboro's face with fingers tracing over his cheek once again with lips pressing to the back of his shoulder as a hand slid along his waist. Squished up between both of his boyfriends was a pleasure like none other. Was a comfort like none other.

He would happily gave up his turn, however, when it came to cuddling Hizashi between him and Oboro. In cuddling the blue-haired man between them. There was something so nice in being between the both of them like this. Fingers traced over his cheek bone before brushing down his hot cheek towards his jaw where they skimmed along it towards his chin. Pressing lightly against it to which he tipped his face up once more as those blue eyes locked onto him with that flicker of desire as pupils expanded.

That blush smothering itself over his bronze cheek was absolutely lovely. He lifted a hand up to trace along his jaw lightly as fingers kept their light press up against his chin. Lips crawled along his shoulder from behind him with warm, even breaths fanning over his skin with the tickle of Hizashi's mustache against it. Crawling up towards the side of his neck as that hand on his waist curved forward to follow along the edge of his hip. A lazy caress that ended in fingers flicking playfully at the waistband of his pants.

His breath caught on a quiet hitch as he met that clear gaze before him. Such a stunning blue he'd admired for years. A gorgeous, clear color he could drown in just like Hizashi's. Such light, clear colors contrasted with the dark color of his own. A sore thumb between them with his dark hair and paler complexion yet when he had that desire aimed his way? Oh, it made him feel as if he was as attractive as Oboro. As Hizashi. It had his breath catching when Oboro's head dipped down with a rustle of his hair over the pillow.

And he eagerly tipped his face up with a hitching breath. Sighing out when lips pressed to his own with a lazy slide, he happily returned as he slid his fingers back towards the blue-haired man's ear. Tingles racing down his back when soft lips trailed along the side of his neck in soft kisses as the hand in his hair scratched gently at him. He was melting and loves it. There was no better way to spend an afternoon in his opinion. To lose his day flipping and turning in their arms to kiss who he pleased when he pleased.

To take his bathroom breaks only to come back to that thrilling sight of Oboro and Hizashi sharing those tender kisses that left the blonde flushed. When he was welcomed back between them giddily. There was nothing he adored more than that. Then this. The tender sweetness to that kiss as lips slid against his as he curved his hand back to twist into blue locks. Much like the hand bent beneath his neck clutched at those blonde locks to hold them close, close, close. And yet that closeness would never be enough.

The quiet whisper of moving lips was deafening over the soft music Hizashi had playing after his own bathroom break a bit ago. Something soft, sweet. More than fitting for the moment. The hand sliding along his hip moved up towards his waist it flipped the hem of his tank top up to slip beneath it. Sweeping up his side as a hand slid down his thigh to grab at his knee. Tugging gently with that silent coax for him which he was more than delighted to give in too. Curling his leg up around Oboro's slim waist.

He squeezed his lower half closer to him as that hand slid along his thigh again in a caress. He was so warm. Unbelievably warm as the heat in his cheeks throbbed lightly when he felt hips shifting behind him. In front of him to press firmly against him with the press of Hizashi's chest against his back reaffirming itself to him. So warm, so warm, so warm. He was putty in those stroking hands. Melting when that hand on his thigh slid up towards the top of it before racing down to his knee leaving him breathless.

Squirming when a hand swept down his side towards his waist where it kneaded at him. Soft lips trailing along the side of his neck sent tingles racing down his back to pool into his stomach. Feeding that warmth as heat flickered beneath his skin. God, he could stay just like this for the rest of his life. Tucked away between them with arms tightly wrapped around him. Hands trailing over him with a hand in his hair. Two pairs of lips on him. The light smack of their kisses had his heart skipping as he let out another sigh.

Admiring the fullness of that top lip as those lips melted to mold and curve against his own. They'd not talked about it yet but God knows he'd thought in the past on how a threesome between them would go. Who would touch, who would kiss, and what it'd feel like. He'd had sex countless times in the two months since their little anniversary date marking three months together. An insatiability festering to the surface after fifteen years took its tolls and God knows he wanted more, more, more from them.

It was an emotion the three of them seemed to share when hands were reaching for him in their moments alone. When after their date nights he was eagerly pulling at clothing with hands yanking on his own. And yet in recent times, he'd been thinking about what it would be like with the three of them. What they'd do. How it'd be. He'd had sex with the both of them enough times to know their different lovemaking ways. To have a good image of how it'd go but he didn't know how to vocalize it in therapy.

How to say he wanted both of them together more often when he'd never had a threesome before. Not every night had to be one, just like their date nights, but the desire to begin incorporating threesomes was all he wanted. And as those lips slid lazily against his, he couldn't deny that flickering desire coiling into him. A low hum left Oboro as a sigh fanned over his cheek when he tightened his leg around his waist. An echoing hum behind him from Hizashi when he tightened the holds he had in their hair.

Shivering when teeth nipped at his earlobe playfully. The warmth of his breath fanning over his ear had him shivering when teeth bit down firmly on his earlobe as he marveled over the contrasting textures of their hair. Silky and soft. Blonde locks slithered over the back of his hand while blue ones fluttered over the back of his right ticklishly with its fluffy texture. So, so soft both of them were in his fists. Teeth released their hold on his earlobe only for lips to flutter up the shell of it to nip at the tip of his hot ear.

He couldn't fight another shiver when he felt the light flick of a tongue tracing the top half of his ear when the hand on his waist curved forward again to knead at his stomach. Exhaling sharply, the muscles of his stomach jumped to quiver beneath the blonde's hand. He felt Hizashi's head dipping down towards his neck once again with soft kisses trailing down to his shoulder. Teeth nipping and scraping over his skin had him squirming with a hitching breath when fingers rolled soothing circles into his stomach.

Throwing himself into that soft kiss with Oboro there was a shift of hips against him as breaths fanned over his hot cheek with that hand on his thigh kneading at him. He could die happy right now. He was euphoric with that warmth twisting under his skin with each slide of those off-balance lips against his. Admiring the fullness of the top while adoring the thinner lower lip as they melted against his for that comfortable fit. The soft lips pressing over his shoulder around the strap of his tank top. He was melting away.

And he was happy too.

Oh, he would happily offer himself up on a silver platter for these men to tear him apart. To touch him like this. Kiss him with such passion, so adoration, that it robbed him of breath. Had him eager for another press of their lips to his. To his skin. On and off, his day had consisted of those soft lips on his and his shoulders depending on who he was turned to face. He felt drunk off of them. Moving his lips with Oboro's in another caress, when he used a much firmer press than that soft one they had going.

Humming when it was returned to him as teeth scraped over his shoulder with a soft bite down sending tingles down his back when his dick twitched in response to that flash of heat under his skin. Mortifying with how tightly pinned he was to Oboro, but the blue-haired man merely hummed. Lips pressing firmly to his with that slow, lazy speed. A smolder to it that had his breath hitching through his nose only to rush out much too fast for him. He couldn't say that he was never self-conscious in the beginning.

When he was dragged into one of those lazy make-outs in front of one another. In the beginning weeks, he'd jump apart guiltily when Hizashi returned home if he was in a lip lock with the blue-haired man. Jerk away from Hizashi in a similar manner when Oboro would appear. It had been a jumpy time in their relationship when things had been so new he was afraid of messing it up. And yet now, five months later, he didn't mind it one bit. It wasn't awkward nor did it inspire that old guilt. Instead, he fucking loves it.

He was always over the moon when he was drawn in for a kiss. When he had someone pressed up against his back the way that Hizashi was right now. It made it all the better sometimes. Sharp smacks of their lazy kisses rang out deafeningly when there was a ping off to the side of them of a phone. Whose, he had not a clue, yet not one of them moved a muscle towards it. Instead, he swore Oboro and Hizashi pressed tighter against him with lips pressed against his firmly. Against his shoulder with another nip.

There was the rapid back-to-back pinging of a phone tearing an annoyed groan out of him when, shortly after, the phone began to ring. The tone unmistakably Hizashi's had the blonde and blue-haired man groaning with that same annoyance when lips broke away with a smack. The blonde shifting against his back with breaths fanning over his shoulder before moving away with hair rustling over the pillow beneath the man's head. Prompting him to work his hand free from the silky soft golden locks.

All while that hand remained on his stomach a moment longer before pulling away. Lips pecked at his with sharp, short kisses before he rolled his head over the pillow to glance over his shoulder as Oboro's head raised up. Both watched Hizashi sliding over the blanket as he threw his legs over the edge of it to sit up. Messy blonde locks spilled down his back when the ringing phone cut off. Their blonde boyfriend then groaned with that same annoyance before he was pushing off the bed to stand up then spinning to face them.

"I'll be right back, the station was calling, and Nem is absolutely blowing my shit up about God knows fucking what!" The blonde leaned forward, hands pressing to the mattress, and he happily leaned backwards to welcome the brief peck of lips against his. A sharp smack ringing out from the brief kiss when Oboro leaned forward to receive a pecking kiss from Hizashi. The blonde then sighed before pushing off the bed to straighten up again when he gave a soft grin. "Don't do anything too fun while I'm gone, 'kay?"

"Don't worry, sunshine, we won't do a thing without you here, will we, sweetheart?" He couldn't help a grin at that playful lilt to Oboro's voice that had Hizashi's lips twitching before that grin widened. A click of that piercing hitting off of the back of his teeth rang out. He couldn't help a chuckle when he raised his brows with an equally playful shake to his head. Arms then curled around his waist hugging him closer to the blue-haired man. "Besides, we can't have much fun without our favorite loud man, can we?"

"I don't think we can." Oh, it was embarrassing the breathy quality to his voice when hands slid up his back when that grin deepened at them with a flutter of blonde lashes when green eyes rolled at them. It had his stomach fluttering when the blonde's phone began to ring in his grasp once again with eyes darting down to it. He squirmed in that tight hold of Oboro's as hands slid lazily up and down his back. "Go take your call and come back, Zashi. I'm not going anywhere, and neither is Oboro."

"It's true! I don't think a bear trap could compare to the hold Shouta has on me right now!" It was a delight watching that grin widen with a twitch at the corners of his mouth before the blonde was spinning on his feet rushing from the bedroom door swinging lightly when he nudged at it. Disappearing in mere seconds into the hallway to the living room when Oboro turned to him with fingers tugging at the hem of his tank top. "So, what's on your mind, sweetheart?"

Blinking at the sudden shift, he felt heat rushing to his face in another blush when he let his gaze flick away from Oboro when he shifted his arm from its bent position under his neck. Grunting lightly at the relief when he stretched it out, he let out a breath when arms tightened around his waist. "How is it whenever I'm with the two of you that you always know when I want to talk about something? Am I that predictable already? That easy to read? Or are you just taking a shot in the dark about it?"

"Hmm, all three! You've always been unbelievably easy to read, sweetheart, but we've just been blind to romantic emotions, you know?" Raising his brows at the blue-haired man, that sheepish grin curled over his lips when arms squeezed at his waist again with fingers tugging at the hem before flipping it up. Fingertips brushed over his lower back sending tingles racing under his back when he shivered at the touch of those soft lips to his jaw when Oboro leaned in. "So, tell me what's on your mind? Please?"

How did he say it? Did he let himself blurt it out now? Or should he insist they wait until their therapy appointment tomorrow? Dragging his teeth over his bottom lip, while lips trailed along his jaw when hands fanned out over his lower back with fingers rolling circles into him. Letting out a breath, he twisted his fingers into those soft blue locks. "I've been thinking about us. You know about, um, sex with you and Zashi and how it's been going just one-on-one with you two."

"What about it, sweetheart? Is there something you're not liking about it? Or something you are liking about it?" It sent shivers down his back at those murmured words against his jaw as fingers rolled into his lower back in soothing circles. A firm press that had him shivering at the tingles it sent racing under his back when he swallowed at the squeeze of those arms. Soft kisses being placed forward until lips were pressing to his chin in a soft kiss as Oboro hummed out. Waiting.

"I'm not unhappy about anything but I think I'm, um, ready for you both? At the same time?" Oh, it was comical how fast the blue-haired man pulled back with eyes widening at him with brows shooting up on his forehead. His mouth dropping open slightly as he swore that blush on his cheeks deepened before his very eyes. A curious, excited sparkle to that gaze. "I just don't know, ah, how we'd do it? I don't exactly have threesomes and I don't want to jump straight into sex, you know?"

"No, I get it! I completely get it! Threesome sex isn't just something that happens magically, sweetheart, but I mean if you want the both of us, we can do something easy! That is if you wanted to now? When Zashi comes back?" It had his heart jumping to his throat with its sprinting beats when he tightened his arms around broad shoulders as that sparkling gaze flicked over his face. "Of course, if it's too sudden then we don't have too! What do you want to do, sweetheart? How and when do you want to do this?"

"Do what?" He jumped as he glanced over his shoulder at the reappearance of the blonde as he skipped over the threshold again. Hair fluttering over his shoulders, the blonde fussed with his phone before playing it down on the bedside table before climbing up onto the bed. Squirming over it as his cheeks burned with that fresh blush when the blonde's arm curled around him with lips pressing to his hot cheek. Pulling back with eyes darting between him and Oboro before pausing. "Wait, is this private? Should I go?"

"No! No, you don't need to leave!" He wished he could control the yelp to his voice when arms tightened around him in response. Taking a breath, he slid his right arm from around Oboro's shoulder to touch Hizashi's forearm before sliding his hand along it. Finding the hand resting on his stomach with fingers intertwining with his as blonde brows squeezed together. "I-I was telling Oboro, but I want you to know to because it involves you, Zashi, so you don't need to go. Unless you, um, are done with calls?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm good! The station just wanted to confirm a segment for Friday night and the guest interview I have lined up! And Nem was just spamming me with pictures of herself, Ten and Emi out at some festival thing! I'm all ears!" The blonde tightened his arm around his waist before cuddling into his back with feet touching lightly at his own. "But are you sure it's not private? Something you'd want to save for therapy tomorrow? Or is this something simple we can handle between the three of us?"

"He wants us, Zashi. Both of us at the same time." Blonde lashes fluttered in a blink before his eyes widened much like Oboro's had seconds ago with a sparkle to them when they flicked to him with a look of disbelief pinching at that freckled face when Oboro's arm lifted up. Fingers brushing over Hizashi's cheek beneath red frames. "I was thinking, for the first time, to do something easy that we could use toys first? Ease into it and find out rhythm before sex and make it easier on Shouta, you know?"

"Well, if we're gong to ease into it and find our dynamic, I think toys are the smart way to go! What about you, baby?" God, his face couldn't get hotter, could it? It had to be physically impossible when he felt the hand in his squeezing as that delight sparkled in those wide green eyes when they flicked back to him. Swallowing, he nodded when arms tightened around his waist. "Do you have any preferences? I sanitize and clean mine if you're comfortable with using ours? If not we can go by yours, baby, no problem!"

Spinning. His head felt as if it was spinning with the rush at how accepting both his boyfriends seemed to be with the sudden flip of conversation when he swallowed. The excitement was twisting into his chest to claw out its groove into it leaving his heart sprinting against his chest sickeningly quick. He ducked his head down to hide his burning face instinctively when his boyfriends' hands and arms squeezed at him. "I, um, have my own. I-I brought it with me in my bag but I don't mind using yours."

There was a moment of silence between the three of them with arms squeezing when Hizashi then nipped at his ear. A playful growl leaving the blonde with the help of his quirk sent shivers down his back at that deep rumble being so closed to his ear. Lips then pressed to his forehead when Oboro shifted against him with that low growl cutting off with another nip at his earlobe. "You naughty boy! You wanna get it now? How many times have you brought it with you? You don't need to be shy about bringing toys, baby!"

"Ye-Yeah! And, um, a few times? I've never used it here it I just throw it in as a-a just incase thing if that makes sense?" He peeked up at the overenthusiastic nods from both men before they moved to give him room. He slid himself down to the edge of the bed with a tremble to his hands as he stood. Stumbling over his feet to his duffel bag with the weight of those eyes on him as he opened the bag. His grabbed at the deep purple bullet with its wire and remote attached before standing up once more.

Turning towards the blonde and blue-haired man sitting up against the headboard with eyes darting down to his hands. At the bullet catching the line in a playful wink when Hizashi shifted to lean forward on his hands with a delighted sparkle to that gaze. "Oh, we can work with that! I have a few toys you can look at before you make a choice, yeah? You choose whatever your comfortable and if you're not with mine, then we can adjust! But I should ask, have you ever used a vibrator on your cock before?

"I- No, I've never, um, put it on like that but I've used a-a regular vibrator on myself once before to try it, you know? It's that, um, back massager I have in my room?" Oh, he swore it was either an awful choice of words or the best ones he could have picked. The heat to those eyes locked onto him as Hizashi crawled to the edge of the bed before flying over to the dresser. A sparkle to that gaze as that drawer was tugged open when he fidgeted. "I- You really don't have too-"

"I know I don't have too but I want to! Baby, there's nothing you could say to us at this point that would be shocking really! Not a thing could make us disgusted with you but if using one of my vibrators makes you uncomfortable, like I said, we can go by your apartment!" The blonde paused with his hand on the drawer with a soft smile. "It's about what makes you comfortable and makes you feel good with us! I mean, it'd be pretty hypocritical for us to judge kinks or interests what with Oboro's praise kink!"

"Oh, shut it! You say like you don't have a Daddy kink that you've been dying to act out with Shouta!" In all their time together, he'd sworn he'd never seen Hizashi's face turn redder so fast. The scowl shot to the blue-haired man had him biting at his inner cheek to keep from grinning. From bursting into hysterical laughter at the turn of events when eyes flicked over to him. "But he's right, sweetheart. Whatever makes you the most comfortable while we do this is number one, okay? So don't be scared to tell us."

"Please don't be, Shouta, okay? We'll accept whatever you want to do whether it's today or sometime next week. Do you wanna take a look at them thought?" His heart sprinted quickly only to stutter as he looked from Oboro's grinning face to the blonde. In his hands were two rather simplistic vibrators; one was a matte black and the other a brilliant pink. Both curved up at the heads of them with small colored remotes to go with them. "What do you think, baby? Or do you wanna go get your own?"

"I'm-I'm fine with using one of yours if its clean." He sounded weak to himself. His voice squeezing out of his tight throat as he tried to process the flipping mood that left him stumbling back a step when he watched the blonde beam before turning to reach inside for a bullet identical in shape to his own save for the color. A metallic black that caught the lighting in a wink. Once the drawer snapped shut, he took a breath before speaking. "I- You're both really okay with it? With us doing this?"

"Come here, sweetheart." Hesitating briefly before walking forward as the blue-haired man crawled to meet him at the bed's edge. Hands reaching out towards him slid along his waist to pull him closer once he was within touching distance. A kiss was then pressed to his stomach causing the muscles to jump in quiver. Oboro looked up at him then without so much as a flinch. "I have not a single problem with this, you hear me? I love you and Zashi so very much. I'd love nothing more than to try. To feel good together."

He jumped at the footsteps behind him followed by the light brush of fingertips over his shoulder as his hair was eased backwards with lips pressing to the side of his neck. Hands tightened on his waist when lips trailed up the side of his neck towards his ear. The warmth of Hizashi's' breath over it had him shuddering. "I don't have a problem with this either. If anything, I've been waiting for this conversation because I want you both. This'll give us a chance to learn our rhythm, you know? Do you really want to try today?"

"Yes." Oh, Hizashi's breath trembled on a hitch over his ear before teeth nipped at the shell of it sharply. The hem of his tank top was pushed up to reveal his stomach as soft lips pressed against his happy trail. Warm, warm, warm. A breathtaking flash of heat sizzling in a burst under his skin had him wavering on his feet when he tightened his hands on the vibrator in his hands. "I want you bothbut I-I just didn't know how you would feel about it! I was going to bring it up tomorrow at therapy!"

"Well, we can save it for tomorrow, right, babe?" A low hum against his stomach had the muscles quivering again at the vibrations. Squirming when Oboro's gaze remained on him with a heat flashing in them had his breath hitching. The hands on his waist kneading at him when he got another nip to his earlobe as fingers twisted into his hair to tug at it. "Do you want to do this, baby? Because you need to know first and foremost that you always have an out. A choice and we can wait to do this, Shouta."

Wait? Did he want to wait? He felt two steps behind but did that mean he wanted to avoid it? To say no? His lips parted as they moved silently with those words stuck down in his tight throat when lips pressed down against the side of his neck as his head was coaxed back by the hand in his hair. Shivers raced down his back at the flutter of those lips along his shoulder. Against his stomach with a squeeze to his waist when he clutched at that bullet in his hand. "I want to do this more than anything! Please, Zashi? 'boro?"

"If you really want to do this then why don't you take all of this off for us, sweetheart?" Lips pressed to his stomach when fingers traced along the waistband of his pants with those blue eyes smoldering up at him with that heat when they then swept up to bunch his shirt upwards towards his chest sending a shiver down his back. The heat twisting under his skin left him breathless at the sight of that desire being aimed at him. The hands sliding over his skin when teeth nipped at his shoulder.

"Show us that gorgeous body of yours, won't you, baby?"

Melting, melting, melting. He was melting into putty to be molded as these men saw fit for the afternoon and he was giddy at the thought of it. A shaking exhale rushed out of him sharply when the hand in his hair made its way out of it to drop down to join Oboro's. To help coax his shirt up to which he switched the bullet to his left hand. Raising his arms up as his shirt was eased up to his head as his hair slipped through the neckline before it was being pulled up over it and tossed off to the floor in a heap.

Shivering when hands slid down his sides in a caress to his waist. At the fingertips drifting down his back with lips pressing to the back of his shoulder with another kiss being pressed to his happy trail. His dick twitched at the warmth of Oboro's breaths fanning over his skin when another kiss was given to it. Dragging his teeth over his bottom lip when a kiss was given behind his ear as fingers curling into the waistband of his pants and boxers. Tugging at them with that silent question in that gaze to which he nodded.

Giving that silent go ahead that allowed for those hands to pull them down over his hips. Towards his thighs when a third hand skimmed over his stomach causing the muscles to quiver at that light touch as Oboro tugged his clothing down to his knees. His breaths hitched with each inhale rushing out far faster than he would like; racing lightly with a waver when he swallowed before reaching behind him. Tugging at the hem of Hizashi's own, much looser tank top earning himself a quiet hum from the blonde.

He grazed his nails above the waistband of his pajama pants he'd yet to change out of earning himself a shudder. And then the blonde stepped backwards with the rustle of clothing being tugged at. Reaching down with his free hand he began to pull at Oboro's shirt to scrunch up in his hand. He tugged it up insistently as he revealed bronze skin inch by inch when he caught a flash of heat in that gaze. It had his heart jumping in its sprinting speed against his chest when Oboro let his clothing fall down to his ankles.

Placing his hands on those broad shoulders briefly to step out of them, he flicked foot to kick them away. Hands moving to instead grab at his own tank top much to his delight when he caught the sight of pajama pants being tossed off to the side from the corner of his eye. There was a shuffle behind them followed by the grind of a drawer being opened then snapped shut again. There was the soft thud of footsteps over the carpet when the vibrators along with that shiny metallic bullet were placed on the bed.

The metallic shine to the bullet winked up at him when a tube of lube was sat down with the rest of the toys. The blonde then turned towards him with hands sliding along his waist sending tingles racing under his skin when Oboro grunted quietly. Huffing when he felt the flap of fabric against his shin prompting him to look down as the bunched-up fabric was kicked at. Flying off in a heap much like the other heaps of clothing over the floor. And with his boyfriends striped bare for him to stare at?

Well, could anyone blame him for admiring them? They were so pretty. He couldn't stop himself from gawking at the familiar sight of Oboro's bronze skin as hands swept ups his thighs causing them to tense with a tremble instinctively. Breathless when the hands on his waist swept up in another lazy caress along his sides before coming back down. He was far from sensitive along his sides like Hizashi was but fuck if it didn't have heat flickering in a burst under his skin. Sinking down to smolder at him.

To trigger that desire to grip at his very bones with that all too familiar longing as hands slid over him with such reverence it left him breathless. Like he was fine glass. Something to be cherished and held tightly or else he'd vanish beneath their hands. At the desire to the gazes leveled on him that was given so freely to him when lips pressed to his stomach. A second pair to the juncture where the side of his neck sloped down to his shoulder. He could imagine how those messy blonde locks looked against his back.

Against that softly tanned freckled skin. Just as disheveled as Oboro's from his hands having twisted into them throughout the day and afternoon. Fingers then touched his hand holding his bullet vibrator tightly with a gentle coax to get his hand to relax. It was gently pulled from his gasp where it was then placed onto the bed with the other three. And then Oboro grabbed at the lube before he began scooching backwards onto the bed again. Allowing him to ogle over the all too familiar sights of his boyfriends body.

The broad set of his shoulders and chest with the curls of blue hair covering it. The piercing running through his right nipple as it winked playfully at him when it caught the light. Down towards his toned stomach to the slender curve of his waist. The sharp dip and shape of his hips. He then followed the blue dusting of that happy trail down, down, down where it began to thicken. Melting into the fluffy, wiry blue hair covering his pelvis down to the sight of his flaccid dick when it twitched. It had his face burning.

The ball of his Prince Albert tucked against his slit winking at him as always. The blush smothering itself across his cheeks down to his collar bones as pupils expanded rendering the irises to blue rings. A blazing heat to it as the blue-haired man popped open the cap to the lube when the hands on his waist coaxed him forward. To step towards the edge of the bed to which he was more than delighted to climb up onto bed. Crawling forward towards his boyfriend when the bed wobbled behind him.

A squeak of a spring near the bottom of it. Settling between Oboro's spread thighs when he glanced over at the blonde as he settled against his side. Stunning. Softly tanned skin his time out in the sunlight on patrol, in the backyard, called attention to the smattering of freckles over his cheeks. The darker freckles along his nose. Soft smatterings over his shoulders and chest that always begged for kisses just like his cheeks and nose. Hidden beneath the blonde curls of hair as the studs running through his nipples.

Catching the light much like the jewelry in his ears. Even the smatterings along his ass and thighs that always gained his attention when they were on their way to the shower after sex. Mussed blonde locks brushed against his cheeks and spilled over his shoulder as pupils expanded leaving him with an identical blazing heat in that gaze. Looking at him with such desire when he twitched at a hand sliding over his waist to curve backwards. Sliding over his ass in that all too familiar caress that his stomach fluttering.

He then watched that other hand reaching out towards the blonde's waist to tug him closer. Hizashi's gaze then flickered to him followed by the blonde leaning forward with a soft smile that was then pressed to his cheek in a kiss. Turning his head towards him to return those soft pecking kisses to freckled cheeks eagerly. Soft lips began to crawl down his cheek to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Oh, it had his lips tingling at that soft press when he tipped his face towards Hizashi with a quiet whine.

A trembling breath leaving him when the blonde waisted little time pressing lips to his. Melting with that first slide to shape and mold to the shape of his own as that quiet whisper rang out. The firm press of those lips with their slow slide had him shuddering at the passion bleeding into that kiss. A smolder that rang down along his bones when the hand sliding over his ass squeezed at him with lips targeting the side of his throat again. It created that electric circuit creating a thrum under his skin.

The awareness, the thrill, the sheer knowledge he was achieving even one of his smaller fantasies had him excited. He was naked with both Hizashi and Oboro; a small desire of his that he'd wanted for God knows how long but it had him shivering at the quiet brush of skin against his. The desire bled into the kisses that he eagerly returned with that smack ringing out to break up the quiet whisper of their moving lips when fingers skimmed over his cheek in a light caress that trailed down. A brush along his jaw.

It had him hissing in a sharp breath when it trailed down his throat. Over a collar bone towards his chest where they fanned out on his chest with the quiet sound of nails scratching at him through the hair there. Sliding down only for fingers to flick over his nipple in an idle rub over it. The blunt edge of a nail tracing the rim of his areola had him arching forward. Pressing into that hand with a shuddering breath when he leaned his weight onto his left hand to lift his right up to touch Oboro's chest. Trembling.

Just like the hand on his. He fanned his fingers out through the blue curls of hair before sliding his hand over towards that right nipple earning himself a hitching breath against his shoulder. Rubbing the pads of his fingers over his areola before tracing the rim of it with the edge of his fingernails before shifting his hand to slide his thumb over it. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. The sharp smack of his lips moving against those soft ones had goosebumps raising over his skin. God, they were so soft.

Warm. He couldn't get enough kisses from either of them today. The firm, hard presses that left his lips tingling made that firm press with their slow slides all the better. He caught the click of his thumb nail hitting off to the ball of Oboro's stud when the hand on his ass tightened. Squeezing at him before sliding up then down to cup him as that wave of tingles rushed under his skin to pool into his stomach. An ache twisting idly that had his dick twitching with interest when that thumb slid over his nipple lazily.

Swirling circles as it began to perk up. Flicking over it before pressing down to get him squirming when he giddily copied that rub to Oboro's pierced nipple. Sliding his thumb in an idle flick as it began to harden under his thumb when he pressed down earning him an arch when he then shifted his hand. Pinching at that nipple lightly with a tug that had a shuddering breath leaving his blue-haired boyfriend when he felt those breaths fanning over his cheek hitching. Racing slowly much like his own when that thumb moved.

Flicking lazily over his nipple again. He twisted idly at Oboro's when he felt it perking up once again before turning his attention to his piercing. Sliding the tip of his finger beneath it to lift it up higher, higher, higher earning himself a low whine before he let it fall back into place. Pinching the metal ball gently only to tug it to the right causing the left side to press tightly to the other side of his nipple. Squirming beneath him with legs fidgeting. When that firm press of those soft lips was changed for a harder press.

That sharp smack filling the quiet that the soft music couldn't hope too. A startling, contrasting sound that had his stomach fluttering as his dick twitched when fingers finally pinched at his nipple sharply. A tight, hard pinch that had him whimpering when fingers then tugged at it. He tugged at that piercing again in response before flicking his fingers beneath it. Giving it a short, sharp push up that had Oboro whining at him when he abandoned his hold on that hard nipple. Sliding his hand over across his chest.

Trailing his fingers lightly over his left nipple to find it just as hard as the other. His chest fluttering beneath him with breaths slowly but gradually racing like his own shallow breaths. Pressing his lips harder to Hizashi's had that speed was inched up subtly with hitching breaths being taken. Something he could effortlessly follow along with as he slid his hand down Oboro's chest towards his stomach as those racing stuttered. Muscles jumped in a vicious quiver beneath his fingertips as he brushed them down.

Feeling out blindly for his navel before tracing the dusting of hair beneath it down. Hips arched up as he followed the thickening line of hair down, down, down blindly until he was giddily combing his fingers through the fluffy pubic hairs covering his pelvis. The fingers on his chest tugged sharply at his nipple with a renewed tightness that had him whimpering out as lips crushed themselves to his. He shifted as he tensed himself before pushing off the bed to adjust his position before sitting back slightly.

The hand on his ass squeezed at him when he lifted his left hand up to touch the blonde's chest. Flicking his fingers blindly over a hard nipple had his boyfriend arching forward with a low groan. Encouraging him. He felt hips twitching weakly beneath his hand before they arched up forcing the tips of his fingers to touch. To press lightly against the base of the blue-haired man's dick to which he happily wrapped his fingers around it. Sliding his hand up towards the head had an equally low hum leaving the man.

He curled his fingers up over the head to nudge his thumb against the ball of his stud. Loving the shudder it earned him when the hand on him squeezed before sliding up to brush over his lower back. Caressing his waist before coming forward to dip down with fingertips tracing down his hip sending tingles racing under his skin. Pooling into his stomach to feed into that pressure as that ache twisted sharply to welcome his crotch into it. Strangling him with its intensity as a breath wheezed out of him.

His dick gave a volley of twitches at that excitement choking him when fingers followed his hip down. Trailing over his pelvis before combing through the curls of hair then reaching down to grab at him. A firm, tight squeeze that had him shuddering with an instinctive buck into it when he nudged at that piercing again. Circling the tip of his thumb around it before bringing his fingers together to tug cautiously at it. Pulling it up until he was sure that bottom was pressed tightly to skin before tapping at it.

Pushing it back down until it was pressing tightly to the slight once again before gently tugging it back up. Just enough to feel out the skin beneath it before tapping it back down as he rolled his thumb in a lazy circle over the heard. Earning himself a moan from the blue-haired man when he slid his left hand down Hizashi's fluttering chest as lips slid against his with that quiet urgency bleeding into the kiss with lips growing damp. Racing, shallow breaths fanning over his cheek that hitched as he moved his hand down.

Trailing his fingertips playfully over that toned stomach causing muscles to jump in a quiver. Eagerly moving it down to comb his fingers through the neatly groomed wiry blonde pubic hairs. Awed at the stark difference in the wiry pubic hairs of his boyfriends when he wrapped his fingers around the blonde's twitching dick. Shuddering at the buck of those hips that he couldn't help copying when the rough hand of Oboro's gave him a lazy stroke. Squeezing at him with a pressure that had him moaning out.

He rolled his thumb over the head of Oboro's twitching dick eagerly with a nudge at that piercing. God, he loves that moans it earned him when he slid his hand down in a stroke as he brushed his palm over the blonde's piercings. Hips jumping forward to thrust into his hand had him hot. Heat flashing in that sizzling burst before feeding that smoldering heat along his bones. A heat that left him flushed. Feverish when he slid his hand back up towards the had to nudge at the top piercing of the blonde's ladder.

Doing so in unison with the grind of his thumb to the head of Oboro's twitching dick. A droplet smearing beneath his thumb as he then played with those piercings the best he could in unison. Flicking them cautiously had both men squirming as they pressed tightly to him with that feverish heat. It was everything. God, it was everything he could have imagined and more. Groaning under his breath, he slid his hands down to the base before sliding them up again with another purposeful brush over Hizashi's piercings.

The throaty moan it got him had him shuddering when he felt lips parting against his. His sprinting heart jumped when he then felt the following light brush over his lower lip. Tracing the shape of it before the tip of that tongue was touching his top lip. Flicking at his lips together with that silent request he was more than overjoyed to answer in kind with as he opened his mouth. Moving his tongue eagerly as a click of that piercing hit off of teeth with the rush as the tip of the blonde's touch tongued his.

Sliding over his with a hard press of those soft lips to his own as he slid his hands over them both. Keeping them in unison as he curved his hands up towards heads when he slid his thumb over Hizashi's only to smear a droplet of pre-come welling there. The hand wrapped tightly around him stroked him with that matching speed that had his own hips thrusting forward in twitches with a whimper flying out of him. Flicking at the ball of Hizashi's piercing before swirling against it had the blonde moaning at him.

Trembling up in volume when he tightened his hand around him. Shuddering as he sped up his speed in response to the feeling of Oboro hardening in his hand. A volley of twitches as the heat of that gush of blood to his dick had him squeezing firmly as he stroked them faster. Fast, fast, fast with targeted nudges at their piercings to get hips jumping up when he swirled his thumb around Oboro's piercing. Sliding the tip of his thumb under it cautiously before pushing it up to get that bottom ball pressed tightly to it.

Then he tapped it down in another slide that had a snapping moan flying out of the blue-haired man with hips thrusting up. A whimper left the blonde then when he felt Oboro shifting forward with the ticklish brush of that fluffy hair against his throat. His jaw. against skin. Then came the quiet sound of a sucking at skin as the blonde whimpered out again in that encouraging pitch. It wasn't uncommon knowledge that their blonde boyfriend loved hickeys. In fact, last month the blonde's had been covered in them.

The blonde's shoulders and throat had been covered in hickeys from himself and Oboro. He'd never seen Hizashi so euphoric as he had been then. Sliding his hands quickly with tight rolls over dripping heads had hips jerking into his hands. It had his toes curling at that rushing pleasure of being able to touch them at the same time. Of being squeezed up between them the way he'd been wanting for so, so unbelievably long. Sliding his tongue in a slick rub against Hizashi's earned him a massaging rub against his.

Sliding, flicking, rubbing. Twisting, flicking, swirls that clicks of that piercing hitting off of their teeth as his racing breaths crested into that shallow, trembling panting speed as he bucked into the hand stroking him quickly. A tight grip that had him squirming as he slid his hands up. Rolling his thumbs in grinding, swirling circles over heads where he tapped at the slick ball of Oboro's piercing. Grinding the side of his thumb into the blonde's slit carefully earning himself a keening, encouraging moan from him.

He then slid the tip of his thumb along the blue-haired man's slit earning himself a moan with that same fervent encouragement with hips jumping up. He moved his thumbs in tight, fierce circles that had Hizashi squirming against him with a deafening moan that had the smaller items littered about the room shaking. Rattling the damn drawers along with the lampshades on either side of the bed. Squirming with an arch to his back instinctively at the sparks raking down his back when the hand around him squeezed.

Curving lazily up near the head where Oboro's thumb swirled those same, tight circles into the head of his twitching dick. Moaning out as he slid his hands down to knead at the bases before resuming his fast strokes with purposeful brushes over Hizashi's piercings. Toying with that top and second piercing along with Oboro's was absolutely fascinating. God, he loves his boyfriends piercings more than anything. More than on a strictly pleasurable level. They were fucking hot and he loves touching them.

Playing with them until the blonde and blue-haired man were squirming under his hands. Flushed. Until they were hard like Oboro was in his right hand to which he squeezed firmly as he fully hardened in his grasp when he felt Hizashi's dick giving a volley of twitches. Dripping shamelessly when he felt a dribble run over his fingers as he slid his hand up. Whining when he gave a firm squeeze before brushing his palm over his piercings tearing a groan from the blonde as he finally, finally began to harden in his grasp.

It had him all too giddy as he slid his hands down to resume his quick stroking over the both of them. Shuddering when the hand wrapped around him slid up to roll tight circles into the head of his own twitching dick. So hot, hot, hot. He could feel a drop of drool forming in the corner of his mouth as he huffed through his nose shallow pants mirroring the ones fanning over his uncomfortably hot cheek. Massaging his tongue to Hizashi's eagerly with a keening moan ripping out of him at the grind to his slit.

Sending sparks up his back at the friction that had his hips jumping up eagerly. He caught the quiet sound of nails raking over the blanket then with a rustle as it was patted at. The whimper when Oboro popped off of his spot with a gasp when the clawing nails over the blanket stopped with a movement of hands between them. What were they doing? A snapping thrust into his hand followed by the quiet sound of something being dropped back onto the blanket. A low hum followed by a slick squelch.

Oh. Oh. It had his heart jumping at that sizzling twist of heat under his skin that had blood gushing down to his dick as it gave a volley of twitches. Rushing through his veins so fast he swore it burned. Dripping over the hand stroking fast, fast, fast to keep in time with his own moving hands. Keeping its tight grasp on him as he moaned into the kiss when he felt that droplet trembling in the corner of his mouth finally drip. Slipping down his chin when Hizashi's tongue flicked at his before he pulled away.

Lips left his with a smack as he gasped in a breath when he forced his heavy lashes up only to feel that small stab of mortified embarrassment at the thin strand between them. Watching it break off as it fluttered down onto the blonde's chin. God, the heat in that gaze had his heart pounding sickeningly against his chest as his hardening dick twitched with that sharp stab of excitement. A lustful hunger that had his hips squirming with that ache causing him to whimper when green eyes flickered to Oboro.

His own gaze followed along before dropping to the moving hands between him. Watching as Hizashi's hand spreading lube over Oboro's fingers. When Oboro leaned forward slightly with shuddering pants leaving him as his mouth dropped open with lashes fluttering down as Hizashi flew forward. Oh, oh, it was a heat he'd never experienced before to watch Hizashi's mouth dropping open as lips pressed fiercely. The flash of their tongues meeting that sent a spark down his back when their slick hands parted.

And then, then, then, the hand wrapped around him pulled away to hold itself out as Hizashi felt out blindly for the lube before picking it up again. Squeezing a dollop onto shaking fingers before once again placing the lube down to spread it over his fingers when he jumped at the slick touch of fingers over his right cheek. Shuddering at the feeling of Hizashi's erection filling out in his grasp to which he squeezed around it tearing a moan from the blonde. Shuddering when fingers worked between his cheeks with a hum.

At the cool press of fingers before the pads of them were rubbing against him with a squelch. It had him whining shrilly as the firm press against him with those slick rubs. Watching. Gawking. Ogling at the sight of Hizashi and Oboro's flushed faces as lips pressed fiercely together with brows squeezing together. The uneven pants taken between the two of them with that quiet, slick sound of their moving tongues as the blonde's piercing hit off of teeth. It felt oddly no different than if he were watching porn.

If he was using his imagination those late nights. The only difference being those weren't his fingers rubbing against him and it wasn't two random people he was watching on a screen. It had him shuddering with a whine when he arched is hips back against those rubbing fingers. He dragged his teeth over his tingling lip only to bite down fiercely sending a jolt down his chin. His hardening erection twitched with that riveted excitement when he flinched when it came up to tap lightly against his stomach.

Resting against it, a wet drop smeared onto his skin as the pads of those fingers swirled playfully against him. Hands broke apart between them only for Oboro's hand to reach around Hizashi. It had him moaning out in unison with Hizashi when an identical, slick squelch of rubbing fingers joined the fray of quieter sounds. The labored pants being taken between three of them. The quiet, back of throat whines and whimpers leaving the three of them hidden beneath those keening moans and snapping groans.

Shrill whimpers and reedy whines. It had his heart pounding sickeningly against his chest as his erection twitched against his stomach when he tightened his grasp on the erections in his hands. God, they felt thick. So unbelievably thick in his grasp with veins he traced giddily with the tips of his fingers when he could. Throbbing lightly in his grasp as pre-come dribbled down when he didn't move fast enough to swipe them away. Biting at his tingling lip, he stroked the erections in his grasp fast as he possibly could.

To keep his hands moving without toppling forward. He shuddered when he felt fingers swirling against him in that playful touch and go before they were shifting thier position against him. The tips of them rolling to trace the rim of his hole was a sensation that had him whimpering at the blue-haired man. Pleading. Begging. Fuck him, it was hotter than any wet dream could hope to be. Then any fantasy he'd come up with in his youth when it had come to having sex with the both of them. It was so much better.

Fed into a desire so intense it gripped at him in a stranglehold robbing him of breath. The hungry lust of it all boiling his blood through his veins as the heat raked under his skin. He was so hot. So fucking hot. He couldn't imagine what penetrative sex with his boyfriends would be. Couldn't possibly imagine it when everything about this was already hotter than he'd ever thought it would be. He felt those lazily swirling fingertips against him when his hole gave a mortifying twitch that had Oboro groaning at him.

A whimper left the blonde when he squeezed tightly around their erections. Curving his hands up over the dripping heads to palm at them before sliding down had hips jerking to thrust up into his slick hands when fingers began to press and nudge at him. Insistent. He wanted to say he couldn't handle it. That two would be to much but it'd be a lie. A lie, lie, lie. While he couldn't handle having so much sex back-to-back without negative impacts, his boyfriends had been all too willing to give him a breather.

To let him reset after having received so much after kickstarting his sex life with Oboro. He'd needed it when he'd been so tender the oversensitivity was too much. Their breather had lasted over the last three weeks; something that allowed him to merely exist with Hizashi and Oboro. It didn't stop them from pulling him onto laps for an impromptu cuddle or stopped lips from coming down on his. In fact, it gave them the opportunity for more date nights together. One-on-one. The most recent one of which being amazing.

Hizashi, he swore, loved sweeping him off of his feet. In truly "wining and dining" him in the authenticity of the word. He'd like to say he had no clue how or why but he'd had the pleasure of joining Hizashi for a shower the previous night after their date night. A shower that ended with his chest pressed to the glass door. With hips pounding at him so fervently he strained his voice with those moans and wails by the time they'd left the shower. When he'd walked to the bedroom on shaking legs in a daze from it.

His teeth raked over his lip with a shrill cry leaving him as he was ripped out of his hazy thoughts before they could grab hold. Choke him. Not when fingers nudged at him until there was a give allowing for those fingers to push into him. A slick thrust that had Hizashi moaning with such volume it had his ears protesting the pitch with a throb of pain. Sharp. He whimpered when the pads of fingers rubbed against his inner walls in tight, firm circles. Curling his fingers inwards to press against his inner wall firmly.

God, it was drool worthy when he glanced over to find Hizashi's hips arching backwards with a strangled moan leaving the blonde. His gaze flicked up when the pair broke apart with a much thicker strand of saliva trailing between them before breaking off to flutter down Oboro's chin. Dripping off towards his chest with burning, gazes flickered to him. Fuck, hungry didn't begin to describe the heat blazing there. The desire aimed his way. Fingers then pulled back slightly only to thrust into him with a squelch.

Sparks up his back when he shuddered. Moaning at the squelch to the left of him that had Hizashi squirming with a twitch of his erection in his grasp. Another pull back followed by a shallow thrust had him jerking his hips back as his erection throbbed insistently against his stomach. Dripping against it as pre-come smeared against his lower stomach. A whine left him when he arched his hips back before thrusting forward into the air when eyes dropped down to catch the movement. It had his face burning.

Hizashi's slick hand then came down to tap against his stroking one to which he let go of the blonde's dripping erection. Watching it rest against his stomach, the blonde then twisted to reach out behind him with a grunt. What was he-? Oh! He squirmed at the sight of his purple bullet with the control dangling by its wire when fingers spread out to push at his inner walls. It had him whimpering at that firm, insistent push at his inner walls as he shuddered. Squirming when Hizashi hissed in a sharp breath.

Moaning out with a squirm to his hips before jerking backwards towards Oboro's hand when shaking hands moved forward. Grabbing gently at his twitching erection to pull it away from his stomach when the blonde pulled a thin band from around his wrist. The bullet was pressed just below the head of his erection when that thin band was tied around it to keep it in place. The suction cup of the controller was then dampened by those slick fingers when it was pressed to his inner thigh when it clicked.

He sucked in a hissing breath when he watched Hizashi bite his lip when the dial on the remote was twisted. Oh, it had him crying out with hips jerking forward in a frenzy of thrusts at the buzz of that bullet sending sparks of heat up his back when Oboro spread his fingers out. He hardly noticed when the blonde was moving to grab at his own bullet with racing breaths when he reached out. Curling his fingers around that twitching erection as he slid his hands fast, fast, fast over the both of them again.

A renewed spark of eagerness when he watched the muscles in Oboro's arm flexing when fingers pressed together. Thrusting them into him and Hizashi shallowly. Eagerly. Dark lashes trembled in that half lowered, sleepy look with such a heat burning in that gaze it left him squirming eagerly when he flew forward much like Hizashi had. And the sudden blaze to that gaze when Oboro gasped before leaning forward quickly to meet him halfway had his heart skipping. Strangling him with its fast, pounding beats.

Opening his mouth wider when he crushed his lips to Oboro's, he moved his tongue forward in an overeager slide that scraped along the edges of his teeth. But he couldn't care, care, care when Oboro's tongue was touching his. Twisting, flicking, rubbing against him in slick slides that had him moaning out when fingers spread out again, again, again. It wasn't needed. He didn't need it but God if he didn't feel drunk off of the heat. The sparks of heat racing up his back to pool into his stomach with pleasure.

Never ending. Not when he felt a hand sweeping up his back with teeth nipping at his shoulder when Hizashi's fingers dipped down between his shaking thighs with fingers pressing up against his taint. Sliding against it with a firm press upwards had him moaning enthusiastically into the kiss as racing, uneven pants fanned over his hot cheek. It felt damn impossible to hold still when that bullet was buzzing, buzzing, buzzing beneath the head of his erection that had sparks ripping up his back in a current.

Fingers thrusting, thrusting, thrusting into him in sharp, shallow thrusts that curled in to press against his inner walls in firm rubs to give him that toe curling pressure. Spreading out to push at his inner walls. The throbs of Hizashi and Oboro's erections in his grasp as he marveled at them. Hizashi never bragged about that half an inch he had on Oboro nor did either of them seem to brag about the inch they had on him. And yet he couldn't help but feel absolutely greedy each time he was being laid out.

When his legs were spread apart for them to settle between his legs where he got to admire it. To feel damn lucky his partners were so well endowed. And God knows they felt bigger in his grasp as he stroked them both with that eagerness when Oboro's tongue massaged itself to his. Uneven pants fanned over his cheek when Hizashi whimpered shrilly with his head ducking down beneath them as a moan burst out of Oboro. Everything about it felt like a dream. A feverish wet dream that had him gasping.

A dream made out of the best experiences he'd had with both of them over the past five months. It was absolutely amazing. The ragged, rasping pants taken between the three of them. That quiet, slick sound as Oboro's tongue moved with his own overeager movements. The slick squelches of thrusting fingers and his slick hands stroking over the both of them as he teased at their piercings giddily. The cheerful buzzing of that bullet beneath the head of his dripping erection that had him squirming.

Sweat pricked at his forehead, along his chest and back as he twisted his tongue with Oboro's eagerly. Fingers pressed against his taint in those firm rubs that had his thighs shaking at the additional pleasure it gave him. A muffled whimper ripped out of Hizashi followed by that sucking he'd recognized seconds ago when their blue-haired boyfriend had been tucked down beneath them. He squirmed with a thrust into the air before jerking back to meet those snapping thrusts of his boyfriend's fingers into him.

Rocking on his knees back as he flicked his tongue before sliding it in a firm rub to Oboro's. It had him groaning in unison with Hizashi when he tightened his grasp on their twitching erections. He could die right now and die fucking happy. Be razed into a pile of ash the happiest he's ever been in his life. He felt a drop of drool welling in the corner of his mouth once again from the overeager movement of their tongues, but he could hardly care. Not when he was being kissed like this man wanted to devour him.

As if Oboro wanted to eat him up as that passion burned into the kiss with each flick and rub of that tongue to his. The desire and lust that made itself abundantly clear in that kiss as he joyfully returned that passion and desire. The lust ripping him apart. Fingers spread out within him again to push at his inner walls when he clenched around them. A spark of heat raced up his back when the blue-haired man moaned into the kiss. That droplet rolled down his chin quickly only to drip off God knows where.

He couldn't bother himself with it when he twisted himself against the both of them when fingers spread out again, again, again. Pulling out of him with a slick squelch while that other arm continued its jiggling into Hizashi as the blonde moaned into the blue-haired man's throat. He'd never, never wanted them both so damn badly. It was eating him up from the inside out with each squirm, twist, and arch together. The hands sliding over him slickly as fingers pressed into his taint with those firm rubs.

Moving in unison when Oboro's fingers rubbed over his twitching hole again. Teasing him. It had him moaning when he jiggled his hips impatiently with thrusts into the air that had them pulling apart with gasps of air being taken. He moved down to lap at his chin up to the corner of his mouth ridding him of that line of saliva. Loving the snapping moan it got him when he leaned back to admire the sight of Hizashi's face buried into their boyfriend's throat. The tight clench of his jaw as he suckled fiercely at his spot.

Hips moving to thrust into his hand shamelessly as those piercings winked at him with the glistening sheen from his pre-come being spread over them. The drops welling along the slit as he throbbed and twitched in his grasp. Hizashi was fucking beautiful. Oboro was absolutely stunning. He could watch the two of them for hours. Days. Admire every flicker of emotion over flushed faces as hips jerked to thrust into his slick hands. And then, then, then fingers were slipping out of the blonde with a slick squelch.

After a moment of that frantic sucking, Hizashi pulled away from Oboro throat. Heaving pants being taken when green eyes looked to Oboro before flicking lazily over to him with that hungry expression. A desire that robbed him of his breath when he bucked his hips with a whine when his hands were then eased away from the erections he gripped onto. Squirming on his knees with slick fingers twitching with that desire to reach out again to touch, fondle, stroke the both of them to his hearts content.

And yet Hizashi was moving backwards again with a grab at the lube before disappearing from sight. A light clatter of items at the foot of the bed prompted him to look over his shoulder instinctively, he wheezed out a breath at the slick squelching of lube being spread over rubber. At the sight of Hizashi rubbing a layer of lube over the brilliant pink vibrator behind him. That blazing gaze met his when a smirk curled up on kiss swollen lips when the blonde leaned forward with hips arching back and he-

Oh, it had him whining at the sight of Hizashi's chest hitting the bed as a hand reached back to tug at a cheek. At the sight of that twitching hole when the vibrator was nudging at it with Hizashi's teeth dragging over his lip. Pushing at himself before it was sinking in with a rather lewd, snapping moan to fly out of the blonde as those green eyes remained on his. Riveted as that vibrator came to a stop with an inch or so of it sticking out of the blonde with its shining gold bottom winking at him playfully.

The blonde then sat up quickly with that metallic bullet in hand as it was pressed below the dripping head of his erection. Against that top piercing of his ladder as he watched Hizashi use an identical band to hold it in place. Slick fingers rubbing at the suction cup of the remote before twisting the dial allowing it to buzz to life. Oh, it was beautiful watching the blonde's back arching at that buzz when shaking hands grabbed at the black vibrator with the lube being picked up again with shaking, twitching hands.

A dollop squeezed onto that slick palm before the lube was spread over the black vibrator. The existing layer on Hizashi's hand had a few drops of lube dripping down off the end of the vibrator to the blanket. It was sickening the amount of lube on it but God if it didn't have his erection throbbing against his stomach with that sharp stab of excitement. Twitching. He needed, needed, needed it. Needed them. He'd never believed those clichés in smutty books he'd been unwillingly sent by Nemuri that a hole could throb.

He didn't think he'd ever be so desperate as to say he had experienced it but being with Oboro and Hizashi he could say that it ached. He was aching now for something, anything, to just be in him to provide him with a small bit of comfort before his boyfriends would inevitably touch him again. Slick hands touched his waist then tearing his gaze from Hizashi to the blue-haired man before him when he was being tugged at gently for him to move to the right much to his confusion when the bent leg against his side dropped down.

And oh, he caught on quickly. He gasped in a breath that rushed out far too fast for his liking when he swung himself over to straddle his blue-haired boyfriend's thigh. It then arched up to press up against his taint and balls with enough pressure to get his thighs shaking again. Squeezing them around Oboro's fiercely with a moan tearing out of him. God, how long was he expected to last like this? With this choking excitement eating him up? The heat boiling him alive? Driving him up a wall he couldn't climb any higher?

He couldn't help a shudder when he was coaxed to bend forward by a hand sliding up his back to which he eagerly arched his hips up with a whine. Hands, rough and soft, grabbing at his ass to spread him open as he shuddered at the slick touch of that vibrator against him. Hot, hot, hot. He was so fucking hot. He could hardly breathe without feeding that heat as the head of the vibrator pushed insistently against him. Nudging playfully against him again, again, until there was a give that allowed it to sink into him.

And fuck if he didn't feel happy to clench down tightly around it with another of those keening moans flying out of him when that thigh continued its press up with a light grind against him. Hands then released his ass with Hizashi crawling up beside him to straddle Oboro's left thigh with messy blonde locks spilling over his shoulders down his back. That deep red blush smothering itself over his cheeks that spread down to his collar bone in a softer flush. The swell to his lips as sweat glistened on his forehead.

Blonde lashes trembling as they struggled to stay open. To keep from rolling back when Oboro arched his left thigh up to grind in unison with his right to which hips ground down against that left thigh. There was a swell to the blue-haired man's lips that made his lower lip appear fuller than it was. Matching that top lip as that deep blush melting into the bronze color of his skin. So, so beautiful they both were. He couldn't hope to stop himself from gawking at the stunning beauty of both of his boyfriends.

There was a brush along the underside of his erection lightly. It had him biting at his aching lip with a keening moan leaving him at the awe in those blue eyes as they flicked between himself and Hizashi next to him when fingers brushed over the underside again. Mirrored by the blue-haired man's left hand along the underside of Hizashi's erection that had the blonde squirming. The lube was pushed into Oboro's hand where a small dollop was squeezed onto each thigh to which he eagerly pushed himself up.

Reaching down to help spread a thin layer over the blue-haired man's thigh giddily before he then settled back down with a cautious grind. against his thigh. Moaning lowly as he dug his teeth into his bottom lip at the vibrations beneath the head of his erection changing with his press down against his boyfriend's thigh. Sparks. Shuddering, he leaned forward to press his forehead to the blue-haired man's shoulder when he gave a cautious thrust against his thigh. Earning himself a low, throaty groan.

He felt the push up against him when he whined before sliding his hips back and forward slickly sending a shiver up his back. Biting down fiercely sent a jolt of pain down his chin when he felt an arm curl around his waist to hold him close, close, close as he slid his hips against his slick thigh. Moaning throatily when he felt the light brush of Hizashi's flexing thigh against his own with a keening moan leaving the blonde. So hot, so hot, so hot. Dragging his teeth yet again over his aching lip sending a jolt of pain down his chin.

Whining when he felt the still vibrator nudging at his prostate sending weak sparks up his back. Huffing into his hot pocket he made against his boyfriend's shoulder when he pressed himself down firmly to that grinding thigh with a spark of confidence. Losing his cautiousness as he worked himself up to a quick back and forth slide of his hips against Oboro's thigh. Peeking slightly to the blonde, it had heat raking under his skin at the sight of hips moving slickly over that bronze thigh tearing a moan out of him.

Blonde brows squeezing together as his head tipped forward slightly allowing for messy locks to spill over his shoulders. Brushing against flushed cheeks as his mouth hung open slightly with lashes fluttering on his cheeks when he caught the faint wink of his tongue piercing. A look of such concentrated pleasure it had him keening out a moan himself when he watched the blonde's hips a second longer. Admiring the slick slide. The confidence in his movements with a tingle racing down to his stomach.

As if he'd done this countless times in the past, enough to be so bold, so casual, about something like this. And knowing his boyfriends, it was one hundred percent entirely true. The roll of Hizashi's hips were beautiful. The way his back arched slightly as a hand disappeared over Oboro's shoulder to cling onto the headboard. The other on his shoulder with a white knuckled grasp as he shuddered when he found himself moving. Copying the speed Hizashi's hips were moving at with a moan from their blue-haired boyfriend.

And then he found blonde lashes trembling on cheeks before raising up with those flaming eyes locking onto him. A grin curled over his blonde boyfriend's when they then looked down at the blue-haired man pointedly. He let his own gaze fall down to the erection resting flush to Oboro's happy trail. Dripping pre-come onto his happy trail leaving a runny, glistening patch on his skin. Twitching when it jerked up to reveal a translucent strand of pre-come connecting the head of his erection to his stomach.

Resting against it again, it gave another twitch as the ball of his piercing glistened slickly up at him as it caught the lighting. Admiring the thickness of that erection as he traced a vein with his gaze down to the base with that cliché mouthwatering sensation. Dangerous when his mouth was hanging open as it was but fuck if it didn't get his fingers twitching to wrap around it again. To squeeze at him to feel how hard he'd be under his hand. Soft. How warm it would be with that increased blood flow to it.

The hand on Oboro's shoulder slid away down his chest where fingers flicked at a hardened nipple. Giving it a fierce pinch tearing a whimper from the blue-haired man before reaching down to take his twitching hand. Threading their fingers together before he was squirming with a gasp as their conjoined hands wrapped around Oboro's erection. Ohhh, it sent heat down his back when their boyfriend moaned out ecstatically. A throaty sound that no doubt pulled at his throat to make as it trembled up in volume.

Keening when he squeezed at the fingers weaved with his along with that twitching erection before their conjoined hands began to move. Stroking him in time with the speed set for their sliding hips had the thigh beneath him jiggling weakly tearing a moan out of himself when he moved his hips faster. Sliding slickly over that bronze skin, he heard the quiet sound of a click followed by the burst of muted vibration tearing a wail from Hizashi. Hips jerking against Oboro's thigh in a snapping back and forth grind down against him.

Fuck, the way his back arched was absolutely stunning. He jumped when there was another click and his own vibrator was bursting to life against his prostate. Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing against it sending sparks of heat snapping up his back coaxing it to arch as well. Gasping in a breath before it flew out on a piercing cry as he threw his head back as he slid his hips back and forth urgently. A groan ripped out of him at that strangled, guttural pitch when he slid his hips along that slick thigh as it pressed up.

Fuck, the pressure on his taint and balls had his toes curling as he slid himself slickly back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Grinding himself down against that jiggling thigh to increase the pressure of those vibrations beneath the head of his erection tearing a cry out of himself as he snapped his hips urgently. Eagerly. Slipping slickly over his boyfriend's thigh as he rutted against him as nothing more than a firm pillow shoved between his legs. Something for him to rub himself against until he was satisfied.

It had him groaning in that throaty pitch yet again as he slid his hips delightedly. Trying to keep in time with Hizashi. Tightening his grasp on Oboro's erection along as that hand in his, he felt the touch of a hand against his right as it clung to the pillowcase. Shaking. He happily let go as fingers slipped between his to hold onto him. Clinging onto him as the rasping pants leaving him made the small pocket of his uncomfortably hot. Added by the heat throbbing in his cheeks as he kept his face tucked away.

Stroking, stroking, stroking his blue-haired boyfriend eagerly as he rubbed himself against his thigh. Squeezing his own around that jiggling one with quiet whimpers leaving him under his breath with each slide of his hips that sent another spark up his back. Another throb of his erection as it twitched from the vibrations that had him dripping shamelessly. Adding to the slick layer of lube beneath him as he huffed desperately into Oboro's shoulder. Shaking, shaking, shaking. Shivering, shivering, shivering.

Because fuck if this wasn't the peak of all his fantasies. Blew all those old wet dreams right out of the water. He was burning up with each tremble of those flexing muscles beneath him as he thrusted against his boyfriend. Finding an absolutely pleasurable delight in jerking him off with the blonde as they curved their conjoined hands up to the head. Squeezing at him where he then giddily played with their boyfriend's piercing. Nudging, swirling, lifting then tapping that metal ball down against his slit.

Actions that had the blue-haired man moaning with such volume it sent a shiver down his back. Rivaling the heat snapping up his back in sparks that fed into the never-ending pleasure pooling into his stomach like pressure. A mounting coil that had him sliding his hips back only to thrust forward. Rutting against his slick patch he'd made in time with their stroking hand. Moans and snapping groans spilling shamelessly out of Hizashi next to him in their varying pitches. Identical sounds flying out of himself.

Oh, he couldn't dare think he wanted to be quiet. Not when it had his boyfriends squirming next to him and beneath him with a keening, reedy sound leaving him. Each snapping, guttural groan and moan that ripped its way out. He couldn't get enough of this. Couldn't get enough of them. He could only imagine what sex would feel like if this already felt so damn good after a few kisses and touches from his boyfriends. That spark of confidence, of eagerness, had him moving his hips quickly in snapping slides.

He ground himself down eagerly against his boyfriend's thigh. Chasing after that pressure as he jolted and jerked at the buzzing against his prostate that had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks as his eyes rolled back on him. Moaning at the heat simmering under his skin as a bead of sweat streaked down his cheek as he panted into that hot pocket of his. The arm around his waist squeezing tightly as he continued his snapping slides of his hips eagerly with a whimper flying out of him. Moving urgently.

That frantic frenzy in their stroking made itself abundantly clear when Hizashi groaned throatily with a squeeze to his fingers. Around the throbbing erection in their grasp tearing a rasping, choked growl out of Oboro as hips jerked up finally to thrust into their conjoined hands. The hand in his right squeezing tightly at him which he happily returned without a second thought. Holding onto a leverage as that spark flickered. The faint stirring of an orgasm twisting into his lower stomach as his pants stuttered.

Catching on a choked gasp. It felt much, much too soon but God he felt ready to wail. To howl and shout until he got the relief he needed as that vibrator buzzed against his prostate prompting him to clench tightly around it. Jerking at the intensity change to those vibrations had him bucking his hips desperately. He'd never had his lower half vibrate like this before nor at this intensity. He was awed he'd never thought of this before. It was true that he had used that back massager vibrator at home on himself.

He'd bought and done it as an experiment and he couldn't deny that it quickly became his favorite toy after that. However, the bullet vibrator strapped to him like this? He'd never, in a million years, had thought of doing this and he fucking loves it. Oh, he couldn't get enough of this scenario the blonde must have done countless times before. He was so, so unbelievably happy he'd brought this up to Oboro and Hizashi. That he had decided to do it today rather than wait God knows how long for this scenario.

This heated pleasure he knew it would be. Heaving in uneven pants in his small pocket, he felt the hand intertwined with his squeezing at him tightly tearing a moan out of the blue-haired man. Lifting his head up, he found Hizashi leaning towards him with that silent intent. The desire to that burning gaze that he happily replied in kind with as he giddily mended the gap between them. Snapping his hips slickly in a thrust against Oboro's thigh mirroring the blonde's when lips crushed down on his in a hard kiss.

Sliding feverishly against his with a sharp smack ringing out as they moved with such a passion it had his pants trembling through his nose. His hips stuttering once, twice, in their slides before he regained his momentum. Squirming as he slid his lips against those soft, warm ones giddily when sharp smacks from their damp lips moving together rang out. Huffing pants fanning over hot cheeks when he regained his rhythm in his snapping slides. Rutting as he shivered at the husky groan leaving their blue-haired boyfriend.

Felt his thigh tensing beneath him with the thrusts of those hips jerking up into their conjoined hands. Fuck. Him. He was burning, burning, burning up. Couldn't breathe without feeding that heat raking under his skin with the sparks of heat sizzling up his back as that knot twisted into his lower stomach. Whimpering at the throb of his erection as he slid his hips faster, faster, faster against that flexing thigh beneath him with that firm press down. The throbbing of that erection beneath his hand was driving him up the wall.

Something he'd sworn he could go up no further. He panted through his nose as he moved his hand with Hizashi's to stroke the blue-haired man fast to match the speed of his sliding hips. Of Hizashi's. Grinding himself down shamelessly against him, he moved his lips eagerly with Hizashi's fervently with that urgency burning into it. The eagerness to get there before someone's phone could ring again. Before something could tear them away from a moment he found himself wanting more, more, more of.

To keep it going as long as he possibly could, but he knew fighting that knotting orgasm was useless against the stimulation to his erection. The ruthless buzzing to his prostate that had his legs shaking as they squirmed restlessly on either side of Oboro's arched one. It had the blue-haired man moaning with such ecstasy, such enthusiasm, it had his pounding heart skipping wildly. Stroking Oboro fast with Hizashi when the hand in his squeezed tightly at him when a guttural shout flew out of the man.

"Yo-You both are so fuckin' beautiful, you know that? Ah! Mmm! So fu-ffffucking pretty! Nnnn! I co-could watch bo-both of you ridin' my thighs all night! Nnnghhn, fuck! Yes! M-Mmmmmy pretty boys! Hnn! I-I wanna watch you to suck off Za-Zashi! Want you to bo-bounce on me while you kiss li-like that! Ah! God, I want to fuck the bo-both of you right now! Yo-You wanna watch me fuck Zashi, sw-sweetheart? Wanna see wh-what a fucking cockslut he is? Ho-How pretty he looks with my co-cock in him?"

Shivers.

Oh, it had him moaning in unison with Hizashi when the blonde threw his head back with a wheezing cry that choked itself on its way out when he squeezed at Oboro tightly. Snapping his hips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth eagerly with a whimper. "I- Ah! Wa-Want you both to ta-take turns fucking me 'til m-mmmmy legs are shakin'! I wanna see! Be-Been wantin' too for years! Bo-Both so fucking beautiful! Stu-Stunning! Mmm! Ah! Please! Please, please, let me?"

The strangled moan flying out of their blonde boyfriend sent shivers down his back when he whimpered again with a bounce of that thigh beneath him. He squirmed his hips down in those slick slides before giving a fierce grind down as that knot twisted tight into his lower stomach. It wouldn't take much. Not much at all. "Go-God! Th-The both of you have such fi-filthy fucking mouths! Mmm! Ah! Shit! Mmm! Li-Like his idea, 'babe? Ta-Takin' turns fucking ou-our pretty boy silly like he wants?"

"Fuck yes! Mmmnn! Be-Bet you'd love it too, wouldn't you, Zashi? Love wa-watchin' me fuck him into the bed? Nnnghn! God, like that! Ah! Fa-Faster! Squ-Squeeze it- Like that! Mmmn! Nnnnghn! I'd-I'd fuck you both all night long if I-I could! Yo-You wouldn't believe ho-how fucking pretty Zashi looks when he's cho-choking on my cock, sweetheart! How fu-fucking pretty he looks wh-when he's bouncin' on my cock like it's the best thing! Ju-Just like you do! Nnnn! Shit!"

"Ca-Cause it is! God, it is! Sho-Shouta knows how good your cock is, do-don't you, baby? Hnnn! Yo-You know how it fills yo-you up so good! How fu-fucking amazing it is ha-having Oboro's big cock in you, don't you? Ah! Haah! Ah! I ca-can't ever get 'nough of it! Ju-Just like I can't get 'nough of you, baby! Lo-Love fucking you silly! Yo-You always squeeze around me so goood! Do-Doesn't he, babe? Such a ti-tight fucking ass! So be-beautiful! Ou-Our baby boy, isn't he? All ours to have wh-whenever we want?"

"Mmm! I ca-can't! 'm gonna cum! Ah! Ah! Do-Don't wanna! Not yet! Not yet!" The low groans from his boyfriends had electricity crackling under his feverish skin. He felt beads of sweat streaking down his forehead to his uncomfortably hot cheeks. His jaw where they dripped off or slithered down his throat. Was he drooling? Or was he crying? He felt so wet, so wet, so wet. So fucking hot. "I-I love you bo-both so much! Lo-Love you, Oboro! Lo-Love you, Zashi! Love you, love you, love you! I can't-!"

"Cu-Cum for us, baby! We lo-love you too so fucking much! Love you so go-goddamn much! Ah! Ah! Haah, haah, please! Please, cu-cum, baby! Yo-You too, Oboro! Cu-Cum all over our hands! Ma-Make a mess over'em! Cu-Cum with us! I-I want you both to cu-cum for me! Ah! 'm fu-ffffucking close! So close, so close! Please! Need it! Ji-Jiggle your thi- Like that! Ohhh, God, like that! Ahhnn, yo-you're both so pretty! So fucking beautiful! Lo-Love you, Oboro! Mmm,I-I want you both to fuck me! Cu-Cum all over me!"

"I lo-love you, Shouta! Lo-love you, Zashi! So-So goddamn much! Nnnn! Lo- Ah! Ah, ah, shit! Haah! God, fuck yess! So close, so close, so close! Need a lil' more! Just a lil more! I- Ohhh, shit, yessss! Haah, haah! I need-! Mmm!"

Twisting, squirming, writhing. He couldn't stop himself from throwing his head back with a shrill wail at that buzzing of his lower half. It was inescapable and fuck if that jiggling Hizashi hadn't asked Oboro to keep up didn't have his toes curling as his thighs trembled with their tight squeeze. Tensing up on him preemptively as his stomach flexed when he snapped his hips in that tight back and forth eagerly. Chasing after the knot twisting tight, tight, tight into his lower stomach as his erection throbbed.

It was heat like nothing else. He'd never felt so wound up that it felt there'd be no relief after he came. A heat that he feared would continue to sizzle into him like those vibrations rattling him to his bones. Fuck if that image his feverish brain threw at him didn't help a damn thing. The idea, the image, of Hizashi and Oboro giving him exactly as he asked of them had his rasping pants hitching. The fantasy of being used like that by the both of them until he was swollen with all those orgasms rubbed out of him.

Until he was sure condoms had no bearing and he had both of them dripping down his shaking legs. It was fucking hot. A fantasy that him gasping as he rocked his hips frantically to chase after his orgasm clawing its way up. He could feel how close Oboro was as his erection throbbed in his grasp viciously as pre-come dribbled over and beneath his fingers. The desperate thrusts up into their conjoined hands as the blue-haired man squirmed slightly before resuming the upwards jiggles of his thighs.

He needed, needed, needed them so badly. Needed to get off just once with both of his boyfriends and he'd have all the confidence to declare it one of their top ten afternoons together. He slid his hips frantically against the slick mess of his boyfriend's thigh as the hands in his tightened tearing a moan out of Oboro when his hand tightened around him and Hizashi's fingers. He glanced over when he noticed Hizashi's hand on the headboard shifting with Oboro's hand fitting into the blonde's with a white-knuckled grasp.

Blonde brows squeezed tightly together. His mouth dropped open on a gasp when blonde lashes fluttered as the blonde fought to keep his eyes from rolling back. Hips snapped back and forth desperately with freckled thighs squeezing around Oboro's jiggling one as his head fell back causing his messy blonde hair to spill down his back as they swayed lightly with the light bouncing upwards as the brows twitched from their tight squeeze. Breathless, huffing cries leaving the blonde as hands tightened on one another.

A sense of urgency. Bracing. His gaze flickered to Oboro writhing against the headboard with his own blue brows squeezed together tightly causing muscles to twitch lightly. Squinting through trembling lashes as his mouth snapped shut with teeth grinding judging by the wiggle of his jaw. Blue locks clung to his sweaty forehead and flushed cheeks as beads of sweat formed along his hairline only to drip down his face. His chest. It had both blonde and blue-haired man glistening in the lighting of the bedroom.

Such a breathtaking sight that had his erection throbbing with those frantic twitches. Gasping in a breath only for it to fly out on a shrill wail as his back arched at the change in vibrations against his prostate. Faster. Buzzing wildly against it, it had sparks ripping up his back as it arched with a tightening of hands in his as he stroked Oboro in a frenzy. Squeezing at that throbbing erection when Hizashi threw his head back with a guttural howl that clawed effortlessly up in pitch. Climbing up in volume.

Amplified his quirked activated that had his ears throbbing in pain as it grew unbearable. Too much, too much, too much when light bulbs popped behind them. In the lamps on either side of them. Focusing his gaze onto the writhing blonde, he activated his own quirk as his hair slithered up. Cutting off that cry but that was it. The domino effect that he'd been eagerly waiting for. Hizashi jolted with hips jerking desperately with those frantic, frenzied thrusts with thighs tensing much like his flexing stomach.

It was always a beautiful sight to see an orgasmic Hizashi from the way his brows squeezed together to give him that helpless look as those green eyes rolled back. Lashes fluttering down onto flushed, freckled cheeks as his mouth dropped open. It was only made better with his quirk keeping the blonde silent while he shook through his orgasm. Jerking his own hips in those frantic spurts as he watched the spurts leaving the blonde landing on Oboro's thigh. Near his hip. Oh, it had him fighting to keep his eyes open.

From rolling back on him when his orgasm ripped ruthlessly through him when he tightened his grasp on Oboro's erection. On the hand snugly fit in his own when the blue-haired man threw his head back with a shout. Tensing beneath him as his erection throbbed in his grasp with hot spurts leaving the man. It had his own orgasm snapping in a pluck that had tingles racing up his shaking thighs. Squeezing desperately around Oboro's own shaking thigh as his erection throbbed viciously against his stomach.

Twisting frantically with hot spurts landing on it with each throb of his erection. No, a pulse would describe those ruthless throbs ripping into him with those white-hot waves slamming over him. Choking him as his thighs shook with tears pricking at his eyes as he struggled to keep his eyes open. To keep them on the orgasming blonde to keep him silent. It was an agony like none other but fuck if it didn't make it all the more exciting. Shaking. Trembling. He couldn't tell who was shaking harder in that collective orgasm.

Himself, Hizashi, or Oboro but God if it didn't get him off. A fantasy he'd had for years, being satisfied one afternoon as he shook through the waves slamming into him. The agonizing white-hot heat throbbing through him with each pulse of his untouched erection. Fuck, when was the last time he came this hard without being touched? Was it before he got together with Oboro and Hizashi? Years ago? The nights he spent waking from a wet dream that had his hips jerking up with gasps being taken?

The way he'd wake on the tail-end of an intense orgasm? He couldn't remember. Couldn't think to remember when that orgasm was razing him apart. Eating him up from the inside out in pulses that had him biting down on lip sending pain racing down his chin. Shaking. Jolting. Jerking while the vibrator buzzed against his prostate as he clenched desperately around it. A tear rolled down his cheek as he struggled to keep his eyes open when Hizashi slumped with a gasp rushing out of him only to be taken back in desperately.

Watching the blonde's hips thrusting weakly to aid the final spurts of his orgasm. It had him shutting his eyes with a choked, strangled moan of relief leaving him as his hair fell down around his shoulders once more. His own hips thrusting weakly to aid the weaker throbs of his orgasm. Riding it out in shallow thrusts against the shaking thigh beneath him. Letting out another weak sound when he felt a dribble running over the backs of his fingers when Oboro moaned breathlessly beneath him with a shudder.

A rattling thud as his back hit the headboard with thighs dropping down as legs gave out. Hitting the bed with a bounce, he let himself slump forward with a whimper into the blue-haired man's shoulder when the hand in his squeezed before pulling away. An arm wrapping around him when there was a scrabble of nails over the blanket when the vibrators were turned off. He reached down weakly to turn the dial of his bullet off before tugging it off of himself to the blanket with a light rustle when Hizashi shifted next to him.

Moving from his straddled position to settle between Oboro's legs with a shaking sigh. As if the mess left behind didn't bother him one bit. Instead, arms were stretching out to tug him between Oboro's spread legs. Holding himself and Hizashi close to that heaving chest with pants being taken. Rasping, uneven huffs as his heart pounded against his chest with its quiet throbs in his ears. Melting into Oboro's heaving chest when lips pressed to the top of his head in a flurry. To Hizashi's with nuzzles being given.

He tucked his face into Oboro's throat when arms tightened around him in a squeeze as he panted shakily. Hizashi crooned softly to him in a husky pitch already with fingers trailing over his hot cheek before leaning forward. He swallowed when he was squeezed close, close, close to the blonde. Against their blue-haired boyfriend's chest. Soft murmurs leaving both men into his hair. His cheek. Crooned praises when soft, kiss-swollen lips pressed against it had him melting, melting, melting into their hold.

He was putty once again in their hold. It was hot. Wet. But he couldn't force himself to reject their affection when it was all he'd ever dreamed of. Imagined how Hizashi would cuddle and murmur those sweet nothings to him. How Oboro would shower him with affection. This was better than any fantasy, any dream, that he could hope to have when hands slid along his back slickly. And he finally returned the pecking kisses to that freckled face until Hizashi giggled breathlessly before he tipped his head back.

Pressing those soft kisses to Oboro's throat before nuzzling his nose and lips up beneath his jaw to that fluttering pulse point. Moving his arms out to curl his right around Oboro's broad shoulders and his left around Hizashi's waist to tug them closer to himself when he felt the blonde curling into him. Into Oboro's heaving chest. As uncomfortable as that hot pocket he made for himself was in his throat, he could only imagine how it had to be for the blonde. For the blue-haired man to have two grown men curled into his chest.

And yet those arms merely tightened around him. Nuzzles and kisses pressed to the top of his head much like the kisses to his throat and face when he tipped his head to press his forehead to the side of Oboro's neck. Nuzzling it to him while returning those soft kisses to Hizashi in a frenzy until he couldn't stop those giggles and snickers from bubbling out of him. Earning himself echoing laughter from Oboro and Hizashi. The warmth of the blue-haired man's fanned over the top of his head as it rustled his hair.

Giddily returning soft pecking kisses like those on his face as Hizashi giggled. And he could happily say he was more than content to let himself linger in Oboro and Hizashi's arms. Just a few more moments he'd let himself linger in the warmth and adoration they were pouring over him that he was eager to return. Just a few minutes more. They'd end up showering together. Returning those crooned praises with husky whispers of his own happily. Curling into their hold, he'd swear he'd never been fucking happier.