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lotus_beauty) wrote2006-11-23 06:38 pm
lotus_beauty) wrote2006-11-23 06:38 pm
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[Fic] Persuasion
Title: Persuasion (prequelish) Part 3
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lotus_beauty
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: RyoxRyu
Warnings: threesome
Summary: Ryu whispers something into Ryo’s ear, earning a smug smirk and lots more.
Notes: This fic is blamed on a picture I love. Ryohei is blonde because I say so.
Please read Seduction first. Satisfaction comes second.
Ryohei sighed contented and looked out over the landscape of the city. It was a wonderful view—a view that would even better after the sun set.
“Did you guys want to do anything tonight?” Keita asked from across the hotel room they had just settled into.
“I don’t know,” Ryohei replied as he turned away from the balcony window, glancing to his right to see Ryuichi sauntering up to his side. “Did you have anything in mind?” he asked before looking to Keita again, earning a shrug from the young man. He had to smile at Keita’s indecisiveness. The singer would probably just want to stay in and play video games all night if they didn’t think of something. Either that or go out and eat and eat and eat… meat to be precise.
It was then that Ryuichi molded himself to Ryohei’s side and threaded his fingers together, resting his hands on the older man’s shoulder as he whispered, “Well, I was thinking we could include Keita in…” His breath played against Ryohei’s ear and he couldn’t stop the smirk that played on his lips as his eyes unfocused, all his attention on what Ryuichi was suggesting. Ryohei turned his gaze to the shorter man, eyeing him slyly. He always did have such good ideas.
“Ahem.”
They both snapped out of their little moment and looked at Keita, who seemed rather uncomfortable and announced he was taking a shower, and quickly took his leave to do so.
“Ah, maybe I should have said it out loud.” Ryuichi pouted. “I think he would have rather liked my idea.” He released the dancer and moved back to stretch his arms up above his head as he yawned. Ryohei watched as the younger rested an arm over his head and gazed at the blonde with tired, half lidded eyes. He didn’t know how sexy he looked—or did he?
With a quick step, Ryohei closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around Ryuichi’s torso to hug him tightly. “I’m sorry I didn’t sit with you on the plane.”
A chuckle echoed in the rapper’s chest as he hugged back. “I thought we agreed we couldn’t sit together after what happened that one time.”
Ryohei snickered—that had been an interesting flight. Their actions before and during the flight had led up to them joining the mile high club. Ryohei’s hands wandered up under the back of his lover’s shirt as he remembered the encounter, and thanked their flexibility for being able to pull it off. It was too bad Keita had shortened their recovery by hissing through the door that if they didn’t get out soon, people would get suspicious.
“Hmmm.” He nuzzled Ryuichi’s neck and kissed it. “I’m glad we got to do that at least once.”
“Your hands are warm,” Ryuichi said as he snuggled against Ryohei.
“Your back is cold,” the blonde said. “Want me to turn the air conditioning off?”
“No.” He shook his head, his black hair tickling Ryohei’s cheek before he pulled back to look at him. “I want you to warm me up,” Ryuichi said as he smiled, nuzzling Ryohei’s nose, coaxing him into a kiss that Ryohei gave up willingly. Sighing into the kiss, his thought path treaded the same way it always did when they kissed after a bit of time apart—why did he always manage to completely lose himself in Ryuichi? Though, it wasn’t like he needed to know, since he enjoyed the escape from the world around them. His world was Ryuichi when those lips touched his.
It wasn’t until Ryuichi broke the kiss and pushed him back that Ryohei realized they had managed to move closer to the bed, and he had just fallen back on it. The blonde smirked and scooted back to the middle as his lover climbed onto the bed, crawling over him to sit in his lap and continue where they left off. Ryohei wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist and pulled him close to warm him and let his fingers once again trace up Ryuichi’s back under his shirt. The temptation to do so much more with his lover was almost too much to refuse.
“How come you’re always so warm?” Ryuichi pouted playfully causing the blonde to laugh quietly.
“We’re going to have to get you warmed up,” he responded while rubbing the younger man’s back gently, trying to warm him with his hands. “Should we go take a shower together?”
“Hm, that sounds wonderful.” A smirk took hold of Ryuichi’s lips and Ryohei found himself drawn in to kiss them again. His move was stopped just before he could claim those lips as the bathroom door opened and Keita appeared, his face changing to a look of petulance when he saw them. Ryohei felt bad, seeing Keita seemed to be annoyed at being left out. Well, that could be easily changed…
“Wuh!” Ryohei blurted when Ryuichi left his lap and yanked him toward the bathroom door, rushing past the taller man to claim the empty room, but not before they were pelted with a half wet towel and an amused laugh. At least Keita wasn’t really mad at their insatiable desires.
Though Ryuichi had dragged him into the bathroom, it was Ryohei that pinned the younger man to the door once it was shut and began an assault on his lips, face and neck with his own lips. A craving suddenly took him over, longing to taste every bit of his lover’s body. It was at times like this Ryohei was sure there was some pheromone Ryuichi could use to turn his lover on at the drop of a hat. When he had expressed this to the young rapper in the past, Ryuichi had just laughed and threw Ryohei a smile that only he could understand. He had a feeling his lover would never give up his secrets.
Ryohei was pulled out of the memory as his lover pushed him away and peeled his shirt off, obviously enjoying the way Ryohei was looking at him—hungrily. How the hell does he do it? Ryohei found himself wondering as he stripped himself of his own shirt and moved closer to nibble on Ryuichi’s lower lip before capturing him with a deep kiss. Feeling the younger man’s hands lightly tracing over his chest, Ryohei relinquished his lover’s lips.
“Are you warm yet?” he murmured as his fingers caught the button on Ryuichi’s jeans and undid it before pressing a slow, soft kiss to his lover’s lips as he pulled the zipper down. He resisted the urge to smile into the kiss as Ryuichi did the same to him, their pants falling to the floor as he pressed the younger man to the wall again.
“Not entirely,” Ryuichi replied with a giggle, as he pulled his underwear off, doing the same to Ryohei before the blonde felt himself being pulled into the shower with him. It never occurred to him that the water should have had time to warm up, or that someone should have turned it on in the first place, but it’s not like he was paying attention to anything besides Ryuichi anyway.
At the moment, the young man garnering his attention leaned back under the spray and Ryohei found himself watching the water soak into his lover’s dark hair. His hands reached up to run through that silky smooth hair he loved as his lips pressed against the side of Ryuichi’s neck. He felt the young man hum in pleasure.
“I want you,” he purred as he felt his lover’s body shiver under his own.
“Can’t you ever control yourself?” Ryuichi asked quietly with a mischievous sparkle in his eye, obviously teasing the blonde.
Ryohei smirked in amusement. “You’re asking me to control myself? Around you?”
The younger man giggled in amusement and pushed the blonde an arm’s length away. “I’m going to have to teach you a lesson later.”
Ryohei cocked his head to the side in interest. “Later? Why not now?”
“I’m not that patient at the moment,” Ryuichi replied as he turned them to push Ryohei into the spray of the water.
Not bothering to comment, Ryohei leaned back into the spray and let the water soak into his hair and wet his body. No point arguing with someone who wanted your body as much as you wanted them. When he felt Ryuichi’s hands run up his chest, he pulled forward, out from under the spray to wrap his arms around his lover’s waist as he felt a pair of arms lock around his neck.
“Warm now?” he asked with an affectionate nuzzle to the younger man’s nose.
“Un.” The rapper nodded, his smile suddenly warming Ryohei more than before and causing him to lean close for a kiss. Sometimes, it was the little things that he really loved.
When the kiss ended, he reached back and turned the water off before they stepped out and he grabbed a large towel, wrapping it around the both of them. He eyed Ryuichi when the young man rubbed up against him with that sparkle in his eyes again. It wasn’t long before Ryohei lost himself again to his lover’s lips, his grip on the towel failing sometime during their make out session as their hands started to wander all over one another’s bodies. It didn’t help that Ryuichi was ticklish and dissolved into giggles when Ryohei ran a hand over his side. The blonde smirked and quickly remedied it by then teasing his fingers over his lover’s cock, earning a soft moan in response—much better.
Losing a sense of space in the room, Ryohei quickly gained it again when Ryuichi pushed him into the side of the counter with a bump, causing him to grunt. Two could play at that game. As Ryuichi bombarded him with another round of kisses, Ryohei grabbed a bottle from the counter, turned him and pinned him up against the wall before finally breaking the kiss.
“Turn around.”
He watched as Ryuichi bit his lower lip excitedly and turned around as he ran his hands up the wall to grip a towel bar with a curious glance over his shoulder. Ryohei leaned himself against Ryuichi’s back, wrapping an arm around his lover’s middle as his free hand traveled over the young man’s buttock and down the back of his leg before shifting to the front of his leg, his fingers trailing up Ryuichi’s inner thigh before finally letting his fingers wrap lightly around his lover’s cock and pump it gently. That earned him a deep moan in response and he pressed a kiss to his lover’s shoulder.
He popped the bottle in his hand open and used the last of the liquid on himself before tossing the bottle away hastily. A glance up told him Ryuichi was waiting impatiently for him, looking over his shoulder with lust clouding his eyes. Ryohei didn’t need any more persuasion.
Ryohei ran his hands over his lover’s arms to grip the bar as his hips thrust forward against his lover’s body as Ryuichi rolled his own hips back to meet him. He didn’t bother waiting for his lover to adjust and kept thrusting against his lover fast and hard—he’d wanted to this since even before getting dragged into the bathroom. And despite having wanted to take his lover like this for so long, he found himself slightly distracted as he felt Ryuichi’s hands close over his and squeeze them. The action sent a shiver down his spine that he hadn’t expected.
He leaned his head down and gently bit Ryuichi’s shoulder in response to hear him moan, arching his back to push against the blonde as he drove his hips hard against the young man. God yes, this is what he’d been wanting all night—his lover writhing against him and moaning his name just loud enough for him to hear. Every little whimper and moan from his lover pushed him that much nearer. He couldn’t stop himself from trailing his tongue over the outer edge of Ryuichi’s ear before nibbling on it. A squeeze from Ryuichi’s hands on his warned him, but didn’t give him enough time as the younger man rolled his hips back. The pleasure that the move elicited was enough to stop Ryohei’s assault on his lover’s ear.
He buried himself fully in his lover and stopped his hips. “Little imp.”
Ryuichi panted, swallowing before responding. “I expected you to be fiercer.”
“I’m saving the handcuffs for another time,” Ryohei purred into his lover’s ear to receive a shameless moan. Perfect—right where he wanted him.
Ryohei pounded his hips against his lover again, a growling moan escaping him as each thrust pushed them closer. He gripped the bar as Ryuichi clutched at his hands, the two of them surrendering a moan in harmony as their bodies shuddered against one another. The blonde leaned against Ryuichi and panted quietly. They couldn’t take too long or waste too much, or else they wouldn’t be able to play with Keita. He had to smirk at that—play was probably the wrong word. Corrupt, maybe? No, that man was definitely already corrupt. They saw to that a while ago.
“Hm, are you sure you can control yourself out there?” Ryuichi asked quietly.
“I promise,” Ryohei said as he kissed the younger man’s shoulder. “I can’t guarantee anything afterward though.”
“Mmm,” Ryuichi hummed as the blonde pulled back. He then turned in Ryohei’s arms and smirked. “I think a lesson is in order.”
A chuckle escaped him. “Promise you’ll teach me a lesson?”
“I could never turn you down,” he leaned up and pressed a kiss to Ryohei’s lips.
“Shall I get the blindfold?”
Ryuichi smirked evilly. “It’s in your bag. I made sure.”
Ryohei stole another kiss before moving away to rifle through the bag that held his necessities and pull out the length of cloth. He glanced over to see that Ryuichi had cleaned his mess from the wall and saw him leaning into the shower.
“What are you doing?” He leaned over to get a better look from his place. “Your shampoo and conditioner?” He raised an eyebrow in confusion.
“Never know what you might need in the shower,” he said with a wink. Ryohei rolled his eyes in amusement. “Okay, you sneak behind him while I distract him, okay?”
He grinned evilly. “Got it.”
~***~
Ryohei sighed as sleep slipped away from him and he noticed the space in front of him on the bed cold. He cracked an eye open to see the bed before him empty, save for a bear plushie sitting near the edge. Staring at the empty spot, Ryohei wondered where his little imp had gone and pouted a little. He didn’t want to leave the warmth of Keita at his back, but he also wanted to know where the hell Ryuichi was.
Movement caught his eye and he noticed a silhouette outside on the balcony. Wasn’t the rapper complaining about being cold before? Why wasn’t he snuggled up with them to keep warm? With a silent growl of frustration, Ryohei decided to drag the young man back to bed. Carefully and quietly extricating himself from Keita’s grip, he put the bear in the singer’s arms to see him cuddle the bear close and continue sleeping—that was just too cute, he decided with a grin.
Slipping off the bed, Ryohei made his way out to the balcony to see Ryuichi leaning on the railing, staring up at the moon.
“You’re going to get cold again,” he said to see Ryuichi jump in surprise before smiling.
“Miss me?” he asked coyly.
“Always,” the blonde moved closer to hug him from behind and rest his chin on the younger man’s shoulder. “Something on your mind?”
“How did you like it tonight?” Ryuichi asked quietly.
“I enjoyed myself, you know that.” Ryohei chuckled. “I have to say, I thought the blindfold worked very well. Like a hood on a bird, to keep Keita from getting too nervous.”
“And in the shower?”
Ryohei blinked at the quick question before falling back into the memory. “I think he finally taught me what you’d been trying to show me.” Warmth touched his cheeks at the thought. He had enjoyed the experience so much that he had told himself to relive it with Ryuichi at a later date so he could feel it too.
“So, you wouldn’t mind… including him?” Ryuichi turned in his arms and gave him a curious look.
“We agreed before he was the only one we could trust and that we could sleep with,” Ryohei replied as he tilted his head. “Is something wrong?”
Ryuichi’s black hair waved around his face as he shook his head and smiled. “Just making sure you’re okay with it.”
“He deserves it.” Ryohei rested his forehead against that of his lover and sighed content.
“He does,” the rapper agreed and pressed as kiss to the blonde’s lips. “Thank you.”
Ryohei touched his cheek and pinched it lightly. “Our little imp.” He laughed when Ryuichi made a face. “Let’s get you warm before you start complaining about being cold again.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Ryuichi waved his hand as the blonde maneuvered him inside and closed the balcony door.
Ryohei turned to see Keita sitting up in bed, rubbing his eye as the bear sat in his lap. He smiled at the thought of Keita looking like a child who just woke up to ask for a glass of water. Somehow the image of Keita—fully grown adult Keita—in footy pajamas, pouting and demanding a glass of water entered his head and he almost couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
“Where have you been?” he asked sleepily as Ryuichi crawled onto the bed and nuzzled him. Keita smiled and accepted the casual kiss the shorter man pressed to his lips.
“Ryuichi was sleepwalking,” the blonde told him to get a dark look from the imp.
“Really?” Keita asked in curiosity.
“Ignore him, he thinks he’s being smart,” Ryuichi replied as he molded himself against Keita’s side in an attempt to make Ryohei jealous, but the blonde just laughed and crawled onto the bed. “Hm…”
“Huh?” Keita looked at Ryuichi as the shorter man looked at the back of the singer’s shoulder.
“We really did a number on you,” he murmured, running a hand over the back of Keita’s shoulder and Ryohei crawled closer to look at the marks they’d made with their fingernails.
“Oops…” Ryohei said sheepishly. “Sorry.”
“I’m sure you’ll find ways to apologize…” Keita trailed off as he glanced over his shoulder at Ryuichi who was kissing his shoulder in apology. He smiled at the gesture.
“Come on, we have a busy day tomorrow,” Ryohei said regretfully as he pulled the blankets up to hear sounds of agreement from the other two as they settled back under the sheets comfortably with Ryuichi in the middle this time. Ryohei smiled as the two facing him gave him the same look—of warmth.
Yes, he thought to himself. That’s the way it should be. Warm.
…and maybe occasionally fiery.
To part 4
Author:
lotus_beautyRating: NC-17
Pairings: RyoxRyu
Warnings: threesome
Summary: Ryu whispers something into Ryo’s ear, earning a smug smirk and lots more.
Notes: This fic is blamed on a picture I love. Ryohei is blonde because I say so.
Please read Seduction first. Satisfaction comes second.
Ryohei sighed contented and looked out over the landscape of the city. It was a wonderful view—a view that would even better after the sun set.
“Did you guys want to do anything tonight?” Keita asked from across the hotel room they had just settled into.
“I don’t know,” Ryohei replied as he turned away from the balcony window, glancing to his right to see Ryuichi sauntering up to his side. “Did you have anything in mind?” he asked before looking to Keita again, earning a shrug from the young man. He had to smile at Keita’s indecisiveness. The singer would probably just want to stay in and play video games all night if they didn’t think of something. Either that or go out and eat and eat and eat… meat to be precise.
It was then that Ryuichi molded himself to Ryohei’s side and threaded his fingers together, resting his hands on the older man’s shoulder as he whispered, “Well, I was thinking we could include Keita in…” His breath played against Ryohei’s ear and he couldn’t stop the smirk that played on his lips as his eyes unfocused, all his attention on what Ryuichi was suggesting. Ryohei turned his gaze to the shorter man, eyeing him slyly. He always did have such good ideas.
“Ahem.”
They both snapped out of their little moment and looked at Keita, who seemed rather uncomfortable and announced he was taking a shower, and quickly took his leave to do so.
“Ah, maybe I should have said it out loud.” Ryuichi pouted. “I think he would have rather liked my idea.” He released the dancer and moved back to stretch his arms up above his head as he yawned. Ryohei watched as the younger rested an arm over his head and gazed at the blonde with tired, half lidded eyes. He didn’t know how sexy he looked—or did he?
With a quick step, Ryohei closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around Ryuichi’s torso to hug him tightly. “I’m sorry I didn’t sit with you on the plane.”
A chuckle echoed in the rapper’s chest as he hugged back. “I thought we agreed we couldn’t sit together after what happened that one time.”
Ryohei snickered—that had been an interesting flight. Their actions before and during the flight had led up to them joining the mile high club. Ryohei’s hands wandered up under the back of his lover’s shirt as he remembered the encounter, and thanked their flexibility for being able to pull it off. It was too bad Keita had shortened their recovery by hissing through the door that if they didn’t get out soon, people would get suspicious.
“Hmmm.” He nuzzled Ryuichi’s neck and kissed it. “I’m glad we got to do that at least once.”
“Your hands are warm,” Ryuichi said as he snuggled against Ryohei.
“Your back is cold,” the blonde said. “Want me to turn the air conditioning off?”
“No.” He shook his head, his black hair tickling Ryohei’s cheek before he pulled back to look at him. “I want you to warm me up,” Ryuichi said as he smiled, nuzzling Ryohei’s nose, coaxing him into a kiss that Ryohei gave up willingly. Sighing into the kiss, his thought path treaded the same way it always did when they kissed after a bit of time apart—why did he always manage to completely lose himself in Ryuichi? Though, it wasn’t like he needed to know, since he enjoyed the escape from the world around them. His world was Ryuichi when those lips touched his.
It wasn’t until Ryuichi broke the kiss and pushed him back that Ryohei realized they had managed to move closer to the bed, and he had just fallen back on it. The blonde smirked and scooted back to the middle as his lover climbed onto the bed, crawling over him to sit in his lap and continue where they left off. Ryohei wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist and pulled him close to warm him and let his fingers once again trace up Ryuichi’s back under his shirt. The temptation to do so much more with his lover was almost too much to refuse.
“How come you’re always so warm?” Ryuichi pouted playfully causing the blonde to laugh quietly.
“We’re going to have to get you warmed up,” he responded while rubbing the younger man’s back gently, trying to warm him with his hands. “Should we go take a shower together?”
“Hm, that sounds wonderful.” A smirk took hold of Ryuichi’s lips and Ryohei found himself drawn in to kiss them again. His move was stopped just before he could claim those lips as the bathroom door opened and Keita appeared, his face changing to a look of petulance when he saw them. Ryohei felt bad, seeing Keita seemed to be annoyed at being left out. Well, that could be easily changed…
“Wuh!” Ryohei blurted when Ryuichi left his lap and yanked him toward the bathroom door, rushing past the taller man to claim the empty room, but not before they were pelted with a half wet towel and an amused laugh. At least Keita wasn’t really mad at their insatiable desires.
Though Ryuichi had dragged him into the bathroom, it was Ryohei that pinned the younger man to the door once it was shut and began an assault on his lips, face and neck with his own lips. A craving suddenly took him over, longing to taste every bit of his lover’s body. It was at times like this Ryohei was sure there was some pheromone Ryuichi could use to turn his lover on at the drop of a hat. When he had expressed this to the young rapper in the past, Ryuichi had just laughed and threw Ryohei a smile that only he could understand. He had a feeling his lover would never give up his secrets.
Ryohei was pulled out of the memory as his lover pushed him away and peeled his shirt off, obviously enjoying the way Ryohei was looking at him—hungrily. How the hell does he do it? Ryohei found himself wondering as he stripped himself of his own shirt and moved closer to nibble on Ryuichi’s lower lip before capturing him with a deep kiss. Feeling the younger man’s hands lightly tracing over his chest, Ryohei relinquished his lover’s lips.
“Are you warm yet?” he murmured as his fingers caught the button on Ryuichi’s jeans and undid it before pressing a slow, soft kiss to his lover’s lips as he pulled the zipper down. He resisted the urge to smile into the kiss as Ryuichi did the same to him, their pants falling to the floor as he pressed the younger man to the wall again.
“Not entirely,” Ryuichi replied with a giggle, as he pulled his underwear off, doing the same to Ryohei before the blonde felt himself being pulled into the shower with him. It never occurred to him that the water should have had time to warm up, or that someone should have turned it on in the first place, but it’s not like he was paying attention to anything besides Ryuichi anyway.
At the moment, the young man garnering his attention leaned back under the spray and Ryohei found himself watching the water soak into his lover’s dark hair. His hands reached up to run through that silky smooth hair he loved as his lips pressed against the side of Ryuichi’s neck. He felt the young man hum in pleasure.
“I want you,” he purred as he felt his lover’s body shiver under his own.
“Can’t you ever control yourself?” Ryuichi asked quietly with a mischievous sparkle in his eye, obviously teasing the blonde.
Ryohei smirked in amusement. “You’re asking me to control myself? Around you?”
The younger man giggled in amusement and pushed the blonde an arm’s length away. “I’m going to have to teach you a lesson later.”
Ryohei cocked his head to the side in interest. “Later? Why not now?”
“I’m not that patient at the moment,” Ryuichi replied as he turned them to push Ryohei into the spray of the water.
Not bothering to comment, Ryohei leaned back into the spray and let the water soak into his hair and wet his body. No point arguing with someone who wanted your body as much as you wanted them. When he felt Ryuichi’s hands run up his chest, he pulled forward, out from under the spray to wrap his arms around his lover’s waist as he felt a pair of arms lock around his neck.
“Warm now?” he asked with an affectionate nuzzle to the younger man’s nose.
“Un.” The rapper nodded, his smile suddenly warming Ryohei more than before and causing him to lean close for a kiss. Sometimes, it was the little things that he really loved.
When the kiss ended, he reached back and turned the water off before they stepped out and he grabbed a large towel, wrapping it around the both of them. He eyed Ryuichi when the young man rubbed up against him with that sparkle in his eyes again. It wasn’t long before Ryohei lost himself again to his lover’s lips, his grip on the towel failing sometime during their make out session as their hands started to wander all over one another’s bodies. It didn’t help that Ryuichi was ticklish and dissolved into giggles when Ryohei ran a hand over his side. The blonde smirked and quickly remedied it by then teasing his fingers over his lover’s cock, earning a soft moan in response—much better.
Losing a sense of space in the room, Ryohei quickly gained it again when Ryuichi pushed him into the side of the counter with a bump, causing him to grunt. Two could play at that game. As Ryuichi bombarded him with another round of kisses, Ryohei grabbed a bottle from the counter, turned him and pinned him up against the wall before finally breaking the kiss.
“Turn around.”
He watched as Ryuichi bit his lower lip excitedly and turned around as he ran his hands up the wall to grip a towel bar with a curious glance over his shoulder. Ryohei leaned himself against Ryuichi’s back, wrapping an arm around his lover’s middle as his free hand traveled over the young man’s buttock and down the back of his leg before shifting to the front of his leg, his fingers trailing up Ryuichi’s inner thigh before finally letting his fingers wrap lightly around his lover’s cock and pump it gently. That earned him a deep moan in response and he pressed a kiss to his lover’s shoulder.
He popped the bottle in his hand open and used the last of the liquid on himself before tossing the bottle away hastily. A glance up told him Ryuichi was waiting impatiently for him, looking over his shoulder with lust clouding his eyes. Ryohei didn’t need any more persuasion.
Ryohei ran his hands over his lover’s arms to grip the bar as his hips thrust forward against his lover’s body as Ryuichi rolled his own hips back to meet him. He didn’t bother waiting for his lover to adjust and kept thrusting against his lover fast and hard—he’d wanted to this since even before getting dragged into the bathroom. And despite having wanted to take his lover like this for so long, he found himself slightly distracted as he felt Ryuichi’s hands close over his and squeeze them. The action sent a shiver down his spine that he hadn’t expected.
He leaned his head down and gently bit Ryuichi’s shoulder in response to hear him moan, arching his back to push against the blonde as he drove his hips hard against the young man. God yes, this is what he’d been wanting all night—his lover writhing against him and moaning his name just loud enough for him to hear. Every little whimper and moan from his lover pushed him that much nearer. He couldn’t stop himself from trailing his tongue over the outer edge of Ryuichi’s ear before nibbling on it. A squeeze from Ryuichi’s hands on his warned him, but didn’t give him enough time as the younger man rolled his hips back. The pleasure that the move elicited was enough to stop Ryohei’s assault on his lover’s ear.
He buried himself fully in his lover and stopped his hips. “Little imp.”
Ryuichi panted, swallowing before responding. “I expected you to be fiercer.”
“I’m saving the handcuffs for another time,” Ryohei purred into his lover’s ear to receive a shameless moan. Perfect—right where he wanted him.
Ryohei pounded his hips against his lover again, a growling moan escaping him as each thrust pushed them closer. He gripped the bar as Ryuichi clutched at his hands, the two of them surrendering a moan in harmony as their bodies shuddered against one another. The blonde leaned against Ryuichi and panted quietly. They couldn’t take too long or waste too much, or else they wouldn’t be able to play with Keita. He had to smirk at that—play was probably the wrong word. Corrupt, maybe? No, that man was definitely already corrupt. They saw to that a while ago.
“Hm, are you sure you can control yourself out there?” Ryuichi asked quietly.
“I promise,” Ryohei said as he kissed the younger man’s shoulder. “I can’t guarantee anything afterward though.”
“Mmm,” Ryuichi hummed as the blonde pulled back. He then turned in Ryohei’s arms and smirked. “I think a lesson is in order.”
A chuckle escaped him. “Promise you’ll teach me a lesson?”
“I could never turn you down,” he leaned up and pressed a kiss to Ryohei’s lips.
“Shall I get the blindfold?”
Ryuichi smirked evilly. “It’s in your bag. I made sure.”
Ryohei stole another kiss before moving away to rifle through the bag that held his necessities and pull out the length of cloth. He glanced over to see that Ryuichi had cleaned his mess from the wall and saw him leaning into the shower.
“What are you doing?” He leaned over to get a better look from his place. “Your shampoo and conditioner?” He raised an eyebrow in confusion.
“Never know what you might need in the shower,” he said with a wink. Ryohei rolled his eyes in amusement. “Okay, you sneak behind him while I distract him, okay?”
He grinned evilly. “Got it.”
~***~
Ryohei sighed as sleep slipped away from him and he noticed the space in front of him on the bed cold. He cracked an eye open to see the bed before him empty, save for a bear plushie sitting near the edge. Staring at the empty spot, Ryohei wondered where his little imp had gone and pouted a little. He didn’t want to leave the warmth of Keita at his back, but he also wanted to know where the hell Ryuichi was.
Movement caught his eye and he noticed a silhouette outside on the balcony. Wasn’t the rapper complaining about being cold before? Why wasn’t he snuggled up with them to keep warm? With a silent growl of frustration, Ryohei decided to drag the young man back to bed. Carefully and quietly extricating himself from Keita’s grip, he put the bear in the singer’s arms to see him cuddle the bear close and continue sleeping—that was just too cute, he decided with a grin.
Slipping off the bed, Ryohei made his way out to the balcony to see Ryuichi leaning on the railing, staring up at the moon.
“You’re going to get cold again,” he said to see Ryuichi jump in surprise before smiling.
“Miss me?” he asked coyly.
“Always,” the blonde moved closer to hug him from behind and rest his chin on the younger man’s shoulder. “Something on your mind?”
“How did you like it tonight?” Ryuichi asked quietly.
“I enjoyed myself, you know that.” Ryohei chuckled. “I have to say, I thought the blindfold worked very well. Like a hood on a bird, to keep Keita from getting too nervous.”
“And in the shower?”
Ryohei blinked at the quick question before falling back into the memory. “I think he finally taught me what you’d been trying to show me.” Warmth touched his cheeks at the thought. He had enjoyed the experience so much that he had told himself to relive it with Ryuichi at a later date so he could feel it too.
“So, you wouldn’t mind… including him?” Ryuichi turned in his arms and gave him a curious look.
“We agreed before he was the only one we could trust and that we could sleep with,” Ryohei replied as he tilted his head. “Is something wrong?”
Ryuichi’s black hair waved around his face as he shook his head and smiled. “Just making sure you’re okay with it.”
“He deserves it.” Ryohei rested his forehead against that of his lover and sighed content.
“He does,” the rapper agreed and pressed as kiss to the blonde’s lips. “Thank you.”
Ryohei touched his cheek and pinched it lightly. “Our little imp.” He laughed when Ryuichi made a face. “Let’s get you warm before you start complaining about being cold again.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Ryuichi waved his hand as the blonde maneuvered him inside and closed the balcony door.
Ryohei turned to see Keita sitting up in bed, rubbing his eye as the bear sat in his lap. He smiled at the thought of Keita looking like a child who just woke up to ask for a glass of water. Somehow the image of Keita—fully grown adult Keita—in footy pajamas, pouting and demanding a glass of water entered his head and he almost couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
“Where have you been?” he asked sleepily as Ryuichi crawled onto the bed and nuzzled him. Keita smiled and accepted the casual kiss the shorter man pressed to his lips.
“Ryuichi was sleepwalking,” the blonde told him to get a dark look from the imp.
“Really?” Keita asked in curiosity.
“Ignore him, he thinks he’s being smart,” Ryuichi replied as he molded himself against Keita’s side in an attempt to make Ryohei jealous, but the blonde just laughed and crawled onto the bed. “Hm…”
“Huh?” Keita looked at Ryuichi as the shorter man looked at the back of the singer’s shoulder.
“We really did a number on you,” he murmured, running a hand over the back of Keita’s shoulder and Ryohei crawled closer to look at the marks they’d made with their fingernails.
“Oops…” Ryohei said sheepishly. “Sorry.”
“I’m sure you’ll find ways to apologize…” Keita trailed off as he glanced over his shoulder at Ryuichi who was kissing his shoulder in apology. He smiled at the gesture.
“Come on, we have a busy day tomorrow,” Ryohei said regretfully as he pulled the blankets up to hear sounds of agreement from the other two as they settled back under the sheets comfortably with Ryuichi in the middle this time. Ryohei smiled as the two facing him gave him the same look—of warmth.
Yes, he thought to himself. That’s the way it should be. Warm.
…and maybe occasionally fiery.
To part 4