"You thought about me, baby,?" Shiro's voice is low and gravely -- unsurprising since Keith fucked his mouth roughly earlier that night. "Did you imagine watching us or keep me all to yourself?"
"Fuck," Keith groans. "I was still figuring it all out. I'd only seen
"He wasn't bad in bed," Shiro says. His fingers slide down into Keith's pajamas
"He's hotter than I remembered," Keith says, his breathing growing ragged. Shiro laughs.
"Yeah, I was definitely the only one with biceps when we were together."
They fall silent as Shiro jerks him off and grinds against Keith until his own orgasm
"Sure," Adam says. "We both know Takashi is good in bed."
Shiro's cheeks flush and he scratches the back of his head nervously.
"Tonight?" Adam asks.
Adam is a good kisser. A little bossy as he pushes Keith up against the door and tells Shiro to get
"Did you think I was some wilting flower?"
Keith shrugs. Maybe not in those words exactly.
"And what are you getting out of this?" Keith asks.
"Have something to say?"
"You don't kiss him like you kissed me," Adam says with a shrug.
"Because he's /not/ you," Shiro says. He blows a kiss in Adam's direction and presses his mouth to Keith once more.
"You're tighter than I expected," Adam says, as he works two fingers inside.
"It's been a minute since Shiro's wanted to top, hasn't it babe?"
Shiro buries his face in Keith's neck and mumbles something incoherent.
"I /knew/ you liked it when I got bossy with you," Adam says.
"Don't be embarrassed, babe. You know I love taking care of you."
Adam laces his fingers in Keith's and pulls him up to sitting. He peels Keith out of his shirt and kisses
"If you didn't want us to compare notes you shouldn't have proposed we have a threesome."
"Can I have my husband back, please?" Shiro says and Keith can see the look on his face without even
"Go on," Adam says. "I'll grab the lube. I want watch for bit before I join in."
Keith crawls back across the bed into Shiro's arms.
"You're not getting jealous are you?" Keith whispers.
"Maybe a little," Shiro says. "But I know you're mine."
Shiro shimmies out of his underwear and Adam appears at the side of the bed, lube in hand. Their fingers brush when Keith takes the bottle.
Keith goes from feeling like he's bragging about his conquest to getting judged his performance in about five seconds.
"Come here, baby," he says.
Keith leans down to kiss him and Shiro's hands cup the
"Don't be nervous," he whispers. "I know you're gonna make me feel good."
"Love you," Keith whispers back.
As he pushes inside Shiro, he's acutely aware of Adam's eyes on them.
Shiro moans, reaching out to pull Keith closer.
Keith draws breathless moans from Shiro's mouth every time he thrusts inside of him.
"God, baby," Shiro pants. "You're killing me."
"You never looked like this when I was fucking you," Adam says. "So desperate and slutty."
He pulls Keith's hair away from his face and kisses his mouth and then the side of his neck.
A shiver runs down Keith's spine.
"It could be both of you, if you'd like."
Keith hesitates for a moment, unsure if he should be making these kind of decisions for Shiro. But then Shiro whines, tugging on his hips that
"Keith, don't stop."
Keith shoves forward into Shiro's body and listens to him groan.
"Yes," he says to Adam. "You can decide."
Keith tries to keep his eyes on Shiro, he's gorgeous like this, needy and begging Keith for more. But it's hard not to get distracted by Adam loosening his tie and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He leaves on his undershirt, but its enough to show off his
"Keith," Shiro groans. "Harder."
"Not yet," Keith says. He pulls out slowly and eases back in, rolling his hips. Shiro's legs tighten
"Pace yourself, Takashi," Adam says.
He's rolling on a condom and slicking his cock when they both turn to look at him. He kneels behind Keith, unwinding Shiro's legs from around his waist.
His hands settle on Keith's hips, one gliding up his spine as Keith braces his hands against Shiro's shoulders. The head of Adam's cock brushes against his entrance and Keith takes a steadying breath.
"You're so beautiful, baby," Shiro says.
He's rocking into Keith in short little thrusts, one hand tight around his hip, the other at the small of his back.
"Good," Keith chokes out. The sensation of being inside Shiro while Adam is inside him -- it's more than he expected.
He pulls Keith upright, his hands sliding up his chest to play with his nipples and kisses his neck.
"Both," Keith answers. Shiro laughs.
"Baby, you're shameless."
"I bet Takashi loves fucking you," Adam murmurs in his ear. "I bet you tell him what to do and how to do it."
"Fuck, Adam," Keith groans. He never would have expected dirty talk.
Adam pinches a nipple, sending a bolt of lightning straight down to Keith's cock.
Keith doesn't get the chance to ask what he means because Adam pinches his other nipple and this time it rips a scream from his throat.
"Pull out," Adam says. "I want to see you suck him off."
“You’re not allowed to come until after he does,” Adam says.
"Your mouth feels so good, baby. You can't imagine how good you look."
Keith pulls off to catch his breath and smiles.
"Fuck," Shiro groans. He shoves two fingers into Keith's mouth and Keith sucks on them greedily. "/Keith/, fuck. I need to come."
"Come in his mouth, Takashi," Adam says.
Adam's words seem to spur Shiro into action. He fucks up into Keith's mouth, both hands tangled in his hair now, holding him down. He spills hot down the back of Keith's throat and Keith takes and takes and takes.
"Shiro," Keith whispers, voice breaking.
Shiro smiles, his eyes glazed over, totally blissed out. He curls a hand alongside Keith's cheek and hums.
"Do you want to come?"
"Yes," Keith groans. "Please."
He pushes his hips back to meet Adam's thrusts, fucks himself back on Adam's cock and doesn't care how desperate he looks.
"Please," Keith whines. "Adam, please. Your cock feels so good, please let me come."
Adam lets go of his hair and pushes him down until his face is pressed into the mattress, his ass in the air as Adam pounds into him harder.
Keith's entire body is buzzing. He needs to come but he can barely remember how to move his limbs. When he finally gets a hand around his dick, it doesn't take long before he's coming hot and stick over his fingers.
"Adam," Keith whines. "It's too much."
Adam doesn't respond. Simply pulls out and rolls Keith onto his back.
"That was something, huh?" Shiro says with a smirk.
"Yeah, you could say that."
"Do you two want to use the shower before you leave?" he asks.
Their farewells are brief and perfunctory. As they make their way back home, Shiro laces their fingers together.
"He was never much for cuddling," he explains.