Altered Threesome

This part of the fic takes place AFTER the events of the series, where Tachibana now has his own home on the outskirts of a new city, while Ryuhou and Kazuma still travel from battlefield to battlefield. Typical fanfiction disclaimers--I don’t own the boys, but please don’t sue me. ^.^

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Altered Threesome
Chapter 12

About time. Kazuma growled as muscle drew tight around him, and he thrust into Ryuhou once more before he, too, reached his climax. He managed to keep his wits together enough not to let Ryuhou fall now that his strength had left him. “Damn,” he hissed, grinning contentedly. He could still feel the shivers in his body; he hadn’t had sex this good in a while, if ever. And he was determined not to let it end with just that.

Tachibana wiped at his cheek, breathing deeply as he pushed his way higher. He smiled at the twin exhausted looks. They’re so beautiful. Though he was still tight and nowhere near tired, he helped urge Ryuhou onto the mattress before facing Kazuma. “You’re awful,” he teased, nudging him with his knee.

Kazuma laughed, running a hand back through his hair. He leaned back on his heels and tugged Tachibana closer. “I know. And you…” He began to unbutton Tachibana’s shirt for him, drawing his coarse fingertips over his chest and stomach as he went. “…are probably damn horny by now. Maybe I can keep you distracted while Ryuhou catches his breath.”

“Fuck you,” Ryuhou snorted from below them, though he wasn’t anywhere near ready to face them yet. He stretched out across the side of the mattress, cringing a little at the soreness that was gradually replacing pleasure his hips. He did turn his head, however, to watch the pair.

Tachibana sighed, grateful that Kazuma was still willing to continue. “He’ll be fine,” he murmured, tilting his head for a kiss. “He’s got great stamina.” Chuckling to himself, he helped peel Kazuma’s shirt off as well, fingers curling tightly over exposed muscle. I am really horny, though. Come on, Kazuma. A bit impatient, he reached for his own pants.

Kazuma grinned openly at his energy. He let Tachibana undress himself as he regained some of his breath--Ryuhou had worn him out more than he liked to admit. But the twin pairs of eyes on him were quickly aiding him in gaining back his momentum, and as soon as Tachibana was freed from his clothing he tugged him into a kiss.

Returning the affections eagerly, Tachibana easily wrapped his fingers around the other. He stroked Kazuma slowly, knowing he would be tired and sore but hoping to coax him into life again. “You two…were so amazing,” he murmured against full lips, free hand sliding through dampened hair. “Maybe next time I’ll turn over, and you can do us both.”

Kazuma breathed heavily against the soft lips. For a moment he only kissed Tachibana back, gathering strength, until his stamina finally caught up with him. He grinned as he felt himself growing hard once more beneath tender fingers. “I had something else in mind,” he whispered, reaching a hand down to touch Ryuhou’s thigh. “If Ryuhou’s up for it.”

Ryuhou, who was watching the pair with strict, anxious attention, shot him a glare. Though he would have liked a little more time to rest he wasn’t about to back down from Kazuma’s challenge; he pushed himself up once more, removing his shirt as he pressed up against Tachibana’s back. He was mine first, he reminded Kazuma through his eyes as he sucked on the curve of an ear.

Tachibana smiled, already snaking one hand around behind him. “I’m sure he’ll be up for it,” he replied teasingly, curling his fingers around Ryuhou as well. He began to stoke both men at the same time, growing more anxious as the two unconsciously followed his encouragements, their deep breaths echoing off the other. Chuckling, he added some strength to his fingers. “What did you have in mind?” he asked Kazuma.

Kazuma grinned wickedly, catching Ryuhou’s eye. He seemed to understand, as he retrieved the bottle of lotion and handed it to him. “I was thinking,” Kazuma drawled as he emptied some onto his hands and gave it back, “since it’s because of you that we’re both even here, we’d show you…our gratitude.” He spread the cool fluid over Tachibana’s erection, following the rhythm of his strokes.

I see…. Ryuhou’s eyes widened a little in excitement, and he spread a good amount of the lotion over his own fingers. “Since you seem to want us both anyway,” he added, close to Tachibana’s ear, as he slipped a finger inside him.

His lips parted, but no words passed his trembling lips. Tachibana’s eyes widened at the double assaults, back arching and legs tightening. He…had a vague idea of what they might have been planning, but his mind wasn’t working as well as it had been a few moments ago. “Ahh….” Gulping, his own hands began to slow, though they remained around the other two.

“That’s more like it.” Kazuma slid onto his back; he hadn’t done it this way for a while, but for Tachibana’s sake he was more than willing--he wasn’t so badly built himself. He parted his thighs as he welcomed Tachibana closer. “Wait ‘til he’s ready,” he advised Ryuhou in the meantime. Timing was important in something like this, and considering how wound up they all were, it might prove to be tricky.

Ryuhou gulped, and he quickly finished preparing himself and Tachibana. From this angle, it almost looked like he was going to be inside Kazuma…. The thought made his insides twist eagerly, and he pressed up against Tachibana’s back with insistence. “Come on,” he hissed. “Come on, Tachi.”

Turning over his shoulder, he stole a quick kiss from Ryuhou, as well as the bottle of oil he’d abandoned; he was damn horny, but not about to be careless. I want this to be perfect. Making sure his fingers were covered, he nudged Ryuhou with his elbow. “Hold on to my wrist,” he murmured even as he was slipping a pair of digits into Kazuma’s waiting body. “I want to make sure he’s ready.”

Ryuhou blinked, at first not quite understanding what the other wanted; he caught on quickly enough, clasping Tachibana’s wrist so he could guide him within their companion. He coaxed him to be a little harsher than Tachibana might have been himself. For trying to hurt me before, that bastard.

Kazuma growled softly, meeting Ryuhou glare for glare. I bet I know what you’re thinking--you wish you could fuck me. His eyes gleamed with a challenge as he spread his legs further, reaching up to drag Tachibana closer. “Come on, if you want me to have anything left,” he taunted. He pressed the heel of his foot into the inside of Ryuhou’s thigh, which earned him a sharp jab. He grunted, but was still grinning.

They’re never going to stop picking on each other. Pulling his hand back, Tachibana turned to feather his lips along the corner of Ryuhou’s mouth. Better do it now, before they start throwing each other off the bed again. Despite his thoughts, Tachibana was enjoying the tension between the pair--it was exciting, being caught between them. He abruptly pulled away from Ryuhou, sliding up between Kazuma’s parted legs and meeting him in a hungry kiss. “Remember, you’re the one who wanted this,” he murmured, already pushing his way inside the other.

Kazuma’s eyelid fluttered, and his breath caught, but a moment later he was grinning again. “And I don’t go back on my word,” he replied, pressing his knees up against Tachibana’s ribs. His head fell back slightly as he adjusted to the feeling of having another inside him.

Ryuhou licked his lips as he watched the pair--the tension in Tachibana’s shoulder blades, the blatant pleasure in Kazuma’s face. It made him shiver excitedly, and he took hold of Tachibana’s hips as he slid inside him as well, forcing him deeper into Kazuma.

Tachibana’s eyes blurred and closed as he fell forward a bit. He moaned, long and deep, at the feeling of being so completely surrounded. Ryuhou…Kazuma…. Breathing hard, he waited until Ryuhou pulled back before doing the same. They knew each other well, knew these familiar motions even after months of separation. Reaching down, Tachibana could just manage a strong kiss as he and Ryuhou began to move together, each thrust forcing him deeper into Kazuma.

Kazuma didn’t try to cover his own thick groans as the pair moved against him. Whenever he managed to open his eye he caught a sight of Tachibana’s face, breathless and enraptured, and the intense gleam in Ryuhou’s sharp gaze. He could feel their twin movements as if they were both inside him. Fuck…fuck, they’re both so-- He clutched at Tachibana’s shoulders and tried to bring them closer. “Harder,” he gasped. His demands fell on Ryuhou. “Come on, Ryuhou, fuck me.”

Ryuhou glowered down at him and increased the pace of his thrusts; the mixing of voices made him even more anxious. In his mind he was making love to them both, as if forcing himself though Tachibana and into his long time rival. His breath began to hiss unevenly against Tachibana’s curved back as he pumped his hips harder.

Tachibana was stubbornly holding on, knowing he couldn’t be the first to give in, despite everything going on. He felt like a charge was passing through his hips and groin, passed between his two lovers with him in the center. He could barely breathe between moans, and he pressed his face against Kazuma’s heaving chest. Damnit…damnit I…. “Oh God….” Tachibana reached down, grasping at Kazuma’s erection, pumping him hard in time with their movements. Come on come on God it feels so good…. “Kazu…ma….Ryu--”

Kazuma gasped sharply; he wasn’t prepared for that, and already reaching the edge of his strength he cried out thinly as he climaxed. “Ho…holy shit…”

Above him, Ryuhou’s eyelids fluttered at the sound of Kazuma’s strained, raw voice. He reached around Tachibana to take Kazuma’s hips, forcing him to remain tight around their companion as he, too, was swept up in release. He groaned in Tachibana’s ear as he imagined the tightening of Kazuma’s muscles around them both.

Between the two, Tachibana couldn’t last. He came with a low moan, back curling as his hips made small, frantic movements into Kazuma’s relaxing body. “God….” He braced his hands on the mattress, panting softly, savoring the feeling of Kazuma around him, Ryuhou within him…. They…. His chest clenched painfully, and he bit his lip to keep the almost sob from forming.

Ryuhou pulled away first, gasping for breath and wiping sweat from his face. He braced his back against the wall as he fought to gain his breath yet again. “Tachi….” He rubbed the younger man’s back, gently urging him away from Kazuma and into his arms. He was exhausted but content--he’d never experienced anything like it. “You were wonderful,” he purred, pawing at Tachibana’s chest with one hand while the other massaged one of Kazuma’s thighs.

Kazuma sighed as he stretched out. I’ll be sore later, but damn, it was worth it. He closed his eyes and titled his head back to better enjoy the simple, blissful euphoria. “Everyone okay?” he asked with a weak chuckle.

Shivering as the sweat dried from his body, Tachibana curled limply against Ryuhou’s chest, his legs resting on top of Kazuma’s. That…was amazing…. He reached out, finding Kazuma’s hand and holding it tightly. “Stay,” he mumbled, eyelids barely open. “Both of you…here….” Stay with me. Don’t go anywhere.

Kazuma snorted. “I don’t think I can move, let alone go anywhere,” he replied. Slowly he pushed himself up, hiding a tiny groan, so he could kiss their host. “This bed’s a little small, though--I gotta move around a little or else I’ll stiffen up.”

Ryuhou watched him almost suspiciously. “I didn’t think you could manage that a third time.”

Kazuma laughed at that as he pushed to his feet. “Wouldn’t you like to know. I’ll be right back--I need some water.” He took a moment to stretch his back and gather his bearings before starting in the direction of the bathroom.

Tachibana blinked sleepily, watching the other’s retreat, then sighed. Ryuhou…. You won’t be mad, will you? When this started…. He didn’t want to think about it, didn’t really want to think about what they had just done. After another moment, he began to ease away from Ryuhou, planning to find them all some fresh clothing.

Ryuhou frowned after him, and tightened his arm around Tachibana’s waist, pulling him close once more. He didn’t feel like letting him slip away just yet. “Where are you going?” he asked quietly, nibbling on his ear.

“I was going to get us some clothes,” he replied, though he didn’t try to fight Ryuhou’s hold. Tachibana settled against warm flesh with a sigh. “Are you okay?” he asked softly, keeping himself concentrated on the time being. “He…didn’t hurt you, did he?”

“Of course not.” He was lying, of course--he could already feel how sore he was going to be in the morning, and he wasn’t looking forward to it. But he couldn’t admit anything like that to Tachibana, especially since in the end…he’d enjoyed it. Enjoyed it a lot. He blushed slightly as he set his chin down on Tachibana’s shoulder. “How about you? Are you all right?”

He smiled faintly. “Mmm…yeah. Yeah, I’m great.” Tilting his head, he rubbed their cheeks together, just savoring the feel and smell of his returned lover. Tachibana felt that familiar tug of emotion in his chest again, and he laid a hand on Ryuhou’s arm. “I did miss you,” he murmured, very softly—not wanting Kazuma to hear.

Ryuhou closed his eyes, not wanting him to see the open relief in his face. “I missed you, too. I’m sorry I…couldn’t be a better lover to you.” He wanted to say more, but just then Kazuma returned, and he relaxed his hold a little. It was embarrassing to have Kazuma see his raw emotion.

“Aw, you’re getting cozy again.” Kazuma moved back to the bed, dropping lightly on its edge. “I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted. You two can take the bed--I doubt there’s room there for all three of us.”

Tachibana frowned a bit. He didn’t want Kazuma to leave, and he silently cursed himself for not taking the larger bed when the townsfolk had offered it. I want them to stay with me…. But he remembered all too well how much Kazuma tossed in his sleep, and it was clear what Ryuhou wanted--the arm around his waist had tightened at the suggestion. But…I want them both….

He looked away, suddenly realizing what he was thinking. He was being selfish. It wouldn’t be fair if I stayed here, with Ryuhou, would it. But…. Tachibana straightened. “I’ll…fix up the couch for you, if you want,” he offered. “Ryuhou can have the bed—you both need the rest more than me, anyway.”

“What about you?” Ryuhou asked instantly. He didn’t like the thought of the two of them sleeping peacefully with Tachibana…wherever he intended to go.

“Yeah,” Kazuma spoke up. “It’s cool--you two wanted to catch up, right?” He winked. “I might even be better off on the floor--I haven’t met a couch yet that could hold me.” His face brightened like a kid’s. “Maybe I’ll just fling the cushions on the floor and have myself a little sleepover party.”

He glanced up at Kazuma, stomach doing a little flip. He’s…really okay with it. Tachibana slowly, hesitantly smiled, and he settled back against Ryuhou again. “If you think you’ll be okay…then maybe I will stay here.” He turned his head, just slightly, so his temple was touching Ryuhou’s cheek.

Kazuma smiled. Those two…really look good together. He leaned forward, granting each of them a simple kiss--Ryuhou regarded him warily--before slipping away. “Don’t worry about me--you two get some sleep, ‘cause I’m sure that won’t be the last…exercise we get together.” Winking again he left at last, pausing to pick up his pants along the way.

Ryuhou was still until Kazuma had left; only then did he return his attentions to Tachibana, massaging his shoulders. “Are you ready to go to sleep? We might want to change the sheets, first.” He kissed the side of Tachibana’s neck.

Tachibana smiled faintly. “I’ll get some sheets,” he offered, “if you find us something to wear.” He nodded at his small dresser before wiggling away, turning to face Ryuhou. “Boxers in the top drawer.” Leaning close, he pressed a soft but sincere kiss to thin lips.

Ryuhou kissed him back; though it had been amazing sex, he was glad that things had calmed down a little. “All right.” He pushed to his feet, hiding a tiny wince, and moved to retrieve fresh boxers for them both. The cool, clean material felt good against him. He helped Tachibana change the sheets before offering him the second pair. “Is this okay? I know you would have liked Kazuma to….” He trailed off, not wanting to give him any ideas.

Though he would have liked to have Kazuma with them, he didn’t regret that it was just them. Tachibana pulled Ryuhou into a kiss before pulling on his boxers and climbing into bed. “I’m just trying to decide if I can find a bigger bed without getting a reputation,” he teased. When Ryuhou slipped into bed with him, he wiggled close for another, slower kiss. “Though…I’m glad it’s just us right now.” Since I…really did miss you.

“So am I.” Ryuhou kissed him again, and blushed, a little embarrassed by all this bald affection they were displaying. He even felt a little guilty, after…. He lowered his eyes. Shireece, and Mimori both…and neither of them ever knew that I… He pulled Tachibana closer against his chest. “It’s getting late,” he murmured. “Let’s…get some sleep.”

Subdued by the other’s quiet tone, Tachibana easily settled onto his side. “Okay.” I hope Kazuma’s okay. I’ll definitely have to think about getting a bigger place for us to sleep. One hand curled against Ryuhou’s chest, the other arm draping casually over his waist.

Ryuhou smiled slightly against Tachibana’s hair. I guess all I can do is try to be happy. It…won’t help either of them, if I’m not. He sighed as he ran his fingertips over Tachibana’s back, trying to keep the mood light as he drifted off to sleep. “Goodnight, Tachi.” He’d never realized before how good it felt to say those words.

Stanching a yawn, Tachibana nodded. “Goodnight.”

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