Heaven Times Three

Title: Heaven Times Three
Author: Despina
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Not Worksafe! Some Violence, M/M/M sex
Word count: 7,000 give or take
Summary: Written for Springkink over on livejournal. The prompt is: Saiyuki Gaiden, Tenpou/Kenren/Gojun: Love triangle that ends in a sexy threesome - I don't care which two are a couple.

A/N: Many many thanks to imayb1 for her amazing beta skills and the ability to put up with this thing when I couldn’t. Not my best work – but it is what it is… a PWP…

Heaven Times Three


Commander Goujun glowered at the pile of paperwork stacked neatly on his desk. He didn’t appreciate complications or unmanageable problems; they tended to give him a headache. Right now, he was dealing with a killer headache by the name of General Kenren Taisho. Mounting complaints of the General’s recent behavior were working their way up the chain of command resulting in disparaging words about the integrity of Goujun’s Western Army. There was no doubt in the Dragon King’s mind that Kenren’s attitude was disruptive and completely unacceptable. Kenren was supposed to be a high-ranking soldier, a general to be precise. How could he conduct himself in such a disrespectful manner bringing shame on not only himself, but also the entire Western Army?

Goujun stood, smoothing his cloak and straightening his uniform. While he moved out of his office, he pondered over recent events in his head. Perhaps Field Marshal Tenpou was behind Kenren’s lack of discretion. The Marshal could be officious, devious and unpredictable at times, sometime working behind the scenes to bring about his own preferred outcome. There was always a possibility Tenpou had removed Kenren’s leash and was simply shaking people up through his lap dog’s actions, although rampant rumors indicated their relationship might be a little more complex than a master and his pet. There were whispers that the reverse was true and Tenpou was actually Kenren’s lap dog. Maybe. Goujun shook his head, grappling with that image. Tenpou was handsome to look at, pretty almost, for a man, but he didn’t strike Goujun as… meek.

Goujun abruptly ended his thoughts – their personal life was not up for debate. The issue at hand was General Kenren’s conduct. His swaggering, smirking impertinence and constant challenges to his superior officers was creating unsettling talk. Not to mention what he wore. Kenren’s uniform was always … well, only half fastened. His coat was always indecently open, showing off that silly medallion with the chains and all of that undisciplined bravado. Goujun ground his teeth - something had do be done!

Purpose filled him and he lengthened his stride, moving quickly down an empty hall. He did not bother to announce his presence before opening the door and stepping into Field Marshal Tenpou’s office. He paused, confused for a moment by the immaculate condition of Tenpou’s normally chaotic room. His gaze swept over an uncluttered floor and neatly organized bookshelves finally coming to rest on the Marshal sitting calmly at his desk.

“May I help you, Commander?” Tenpou asked, but he did not rise in greeting.

Goujun narrowed his eyes at Tenpou’s inadequate greeting. The Marshal was behaving oddly. He had a strange tone to his voice, he didn’t have a cigarette in his hand and he was sweating. Perhaps he was ill. No matter. “I need to discuss General Kenren with you.”

“Kenren? … ah, why?”

“I am certain you have already been apprised of his insubordinate behavior. He has gone out of his way to insult some very important people.”

“Well… ah, yes,” Tenpou squirmed behind his desk and caught his breath. “He can be a bit of a handful. Oooh!”

“Are you feeling well?” Goujun asked. “You seem to be…”

Tenpou threw himself back in his chair, eyes closing while he gripped his desk’s edge until his knuckles turned white. Then he moaned, “Ah… Kenren!”

“What…?” Goujun was confused and he moved forward to help the obviously distressed Field Marshal until he heard another person speak.

“Oww! I told you not to kick, Tenpou.” The sound of General Kenren’s voice originated from under Tenpou’s desk.

“Well, what did you expect when you are doing that to me?” Tenpou asked, exhaling deeply. Then he looked into Goujun’s eyes. “Ah, General Kenren, we have company.”

“Yeah, I heard him,” Kenren said while he climbed out from under the desk looking a little more disheveled than usual. He licked his lips and winked at Goujun before he said, “Hey, Commander. Wazzup?”

Goujun closed his mouth and attempted to hide his surprise and embarrassment. He also felt annoyed and angry for some reason and worst of all, he felt envy. His words tumbled out rough, quick and brusque. “I’ll come back some other day. When you aren’t so busy.”

He moved towards the door and opened it, nearly tripping over his own feet in his haste to leave.

“Hey, don’t go away mad. We are always up for you to...”

Shutting the door, he heard the muffled sound of General Kenren finishing his sentence with the word: “…join us.”

Now, what did that mean? It didn’t matter; Goujun leaned against the closed door for a moment trying to regain some composure. He closed his eyes but all he could see was Tenpou’s face while he experienced orgasm and Kenren happily smacking his lips. Blood raced to his groin and he almost groaned out loud with his sudden, overwhelming need.

He could still hear the men in the other room.

“You shouldn’t have taunted him like that,” Tenpou said.

“Me?” Kenren asked. “As I recall you were the one with your legs wrapped around me and you were the one cuming in my mouth.”

Tenpou sighed. “Yes. I couldn’t seem to resist, he is so…”

He was so… what? Goujun strained his ears trying to listen even though he knew he shouldn’t.

“Yeah,” Kenren agreed, “I know what you mean. He needs a good screwing and we’re just the guys to give it to him.”

“Yes we are and I think he does seem interested in us.”

“Ya think? Fuck, the thought of him with us is almost too much.”

“Yes.” Tenpou chuckled before he added, “Although I’m not certain our prim Dragon King would ever agree to anything so wickedly vulgar.”

“Well, hell, I know he wouldn’t,” Kenren said with a sigh, “but it makes very good fantasies. Those wonderful blood-red eyes, his long ears and those horns! I would love to get my hands on him.”

“I must agree with you, he is very enticing.”

“Hey, Tenpou, do you think the rumors about him are true?”

“You mean the ones about him having the extraordinarily long tongue? Or that his horns are an erogenous zone for him? I hope they’re true.”

“Oh fuck!” Kenren groaned. “Yeah, just like that. You could suck him just like you’re doing me; I’ll bet you would get him screaming.”

A moment passed before Goujun heard Tenpou ask, “What about you? I suppose you would want to fuck him.”

“Hell, yeah,” Kenren panted out his words. “Hopfully, many times, he’s fucking hot and I’ll bet he’s tight as a vise.”

Tenpou chuckled again. “I’m sure once our Commander saw your cock he’d run.”

“Then I guess we’d have to tie him up, wouldn’t we?”

“I guess so,” Tenpou answered.

After that, all Goujun could hear were moans of pleasure. Titillating images tumbled through his head matching erotic sounds of lovemaking from Kenren and Tenpou. Goujun’s cock throbbed, pulsing almost painfully in his pants. Finally, he could take no more and he pushed away from the door and raced toward his own room, intent on relieving his aching erection.


Oddly, Goujun’s mouth went dry when he stood in front of Kenren’s cell and stared at the occupant. General Kenren was truly half-naked this time but his smirk remained firmly in place. He sat on the floor of his prison, his feet bare and his long legs extended in front of him. Kenren’s wrists stretched above his head, securely bound to the wall with chains and a lock, his lithe torso fully displayed. Goujun gazed at Kenren’s wiry and unclad chest, bearing proof of his recent ‘discipline,’ long lash marks on his bare skin. Blood gathered in still-fresh welts making the General appear even more… alluring to Goujun.

Yes, Goujun had to admit it, seeing Kenren bound, bruised and bleeding was alluring. Unconsciously, Goujun licked his lips and his reptilian tongue tasted Kenren’s blood scent. Excess saliva gathered in his mouth while he stared some more.

Goujun expressed his displeasure. Kenren’s audacity of questioning the emperor’s request of Nataku went beyond insubordination. The Commander wasn’t a fool and he did understand Kenren’s motivations but within a military organization, there were procedures to follow. Goujun was a stickler for correct procedures and his ridged nature was legendary.

Then why, Goujun wondered, didn’t he feel more anger towards Kenren? He should have felt pure outrage that a member of his elite army would behave in such a rebellious and scandalous manner. He should have been railing at Kenren, but instead, Goujun was too busy staring and fighting his baser instincts. Little did he realize, his battle to control himself was only beginning.

Feigning disinterest, Goujun tossed keys of freedom at Kenren. Jangling loudly as they bounced on cement, the round key ring finally settled on the floor near Kenren. Goujun wasn’t certain what he expected the General to do, after all with his hands securely bound to a wall, throwing the keys near Kenren didn’t really make a lot of difference. Maybe Goujin was hopeful that Kenren’s sly, provocative smirk might melt away while he asked for help with his manacles. Maybe Goujin would help him or better yet, maybe he would wait until Kenren begged for assistance.

In the end, what did happen was far more disconcerting.

Seeming unconcerned by his predicament, Kenren deftly snagged the keys with his bare foot and picked out the right key. Without a pause, he stretched his long, lean leg gracefully over his head and towards his chains. With limber and talented movements, Kenren opened the lock and freed himself with his toes.

Goujun was stunned. He had heard whispers and speculations about General Kenren’s dexterity but not in his wildest fantasies, had Goujun ever believed them. Now, however, he had tantalizing visual proof that Kenren could twist his body like a pliable, sensuous pretzel. How did someone learn to do something like that? Goujun’s imagination ran wild.

With Kenren’s blood-scent in the air and his agile display, Goujun could feel his groin tightening. Images danced through his head of a completely naked Kenren and tasting metallic-blood flavored skin. He leaned against the cell bars and tried to get his desires and emotions under control. Goujun couldn’t imagine that he would ever feel this much pure lust for someone.

“Hey… are you listening?”

Goujun blinked at Kenren. “Yes.”

Kenren gave him a roguish smile. “No, you weren’t. You were staring at my chest. You want to lick me, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

Kenren’s smile dissolved. “Did you just say yes?”

“I did,” Goujun’s voice felt thick.

Standing up, Kenren dusted off his pants, picked up the keys and opened his cell door. Goujun hadn’t moved, he had simply followed Kenren’s movements with his eyes. Kenren reached toward Goujun, grabbing him by his collar and pulling him inside the cell. Kenren’s dark eyes were full of challenge when he said, “Here I am, Commander, I’m all yours. Go ahead and lick me.”

“What about Field Marshal Tenpou?”

“By all means please continue! Don’t stop on my account.” A new voice said. “Things are just getting interesting.”

Goujun turned to see Tenpou’s smoldering gaze on him. Tenpou’s demeanor was unreadable but he seemed terrifyingly intense.

“Tenpou, I didn’t intend...”

“Hey, Tenpou,” Kenren said while he wrapped his arms around Goujun from behind. “Will you be joining us?”

Tenpou threw down his cigarette and stomped it out. His piercing stare returned to Goujun. “Yes. If you are okay with that idea and our Commander doesn’t object.”

Kenren’s fingers deftly unclasped Goujun’s cape. “Oh, you know me, I’m always up for something new.”

“Yes,” Tenpou said. “I’d agree with that – you are a bit too easy if you ask me.”

Goujun was uncomfortable with Kenren holding him while an unsmiling Tenpou faced him. He wasn’t sure he was entirely safe. Tenpou looked frighteningly focused, possibly a bit angry and very, very enticing. On the other hand, Goujun’s cock was quite interested in everything.

“Commander?” Tenpou asked, his posture and demeanor revealed nothing.

“I’m not sure… I wasn’t planning this…”

“I believe the necessary answer is a simple yes or no, Your Highness.”

Goujun swallowed.

“Sexy, scary fucker, isn’t he?” Kenren nuzzled at Goujun’s ear.

“Yes,” Goujun whispered, watching the Marshal move with a surprisingly sinuous grace like a hunting cat, closing in on a kill. Tenpou oozed seduction.

“Now you know why a few lashes with a whip don’t bother me,” Kenren said.

He shivered involuntarily when Kenren pressed his erection against Goujun’s ass. He wanted Kenren. He looked into the Marshal’s intense eyes and realized he wanted Tenpou, too. The cell almost crackled with sexual desire.

“I think…” He stopped abruptly when Kenren’s hand cupped his cock and balls.

Kenren chuckled and said, “I think the Comander wants us. This,” his fingers squeezed Goujun’s hard on, “makes it pretty clear. You were right Tenpou, as always.”

“Yes.” Tenpou studied Goujun for several seconds before he said, “Please remove your clothes, Commander.”

Goujun blinked and looked around the cell. “Here?”

Tenpou tipped his head slightly to his right, as if he was weighing his options. Finally, he said, “Yes, why not?”

“What if someone come down here?” Goujun looked at the bars. “We are totally exposed.”

“No one will come,” Tenpou explained. “I have loyal men seeing to that. You should trust your subordinates, Commander.”

“Should I?” Goujun stared into those cool eyes and began to wonder what he was doing. He teetered on the edge of changing his mind.

Tenpou’s eyes shifted and he said one word. “Kenren.”

Kenren’s hands tightened on Goujun’s arms, holding him immobile. With a sly smile, Tenpou slowly opened the front of Goujun’s uniform. “We’ve been watching you for a long time now, Commander, hoping you’d come to us. I have to ask though, what is it you want from us?”

Goujun stared into those intense eyes and let himself feel Kenren’s long body pressed tightly against his. Impulsively, he rolled his hips, grinding his backside into Kenren’s hard-on. Goujun was pleased when he heard Kenren groan in appreciation.

Tenpou was still watching him. “You haven’t answered me. Do you want to watch us fuck? Do you want us to fuck you? Do you want to fuck us?”

His thoughts spun, he’d never really sorted this part of his fantasy out. “To be honest, I’m not sure what I want.”

Tenpou finished with the fastenings and pushed the coat off Goujun’s shoulders. “I know Kenren wants to fuck you. He tells me in great detail how he wants to make you moan when he shoves his impressive cock inside you. I hope you’ll let him do that because I would very much like to watch.”

Kenren relaxed his hold on Goujun’s biceps and took the coat from Tenpou’s hands, removing it completely. Afterward, Kenren tossed the garment on top of Goujun’s armored cloak. Gently placing Goujun’s long braid over one shoulder, Kenren’s warm fingers lingered on his skin. Then Kenren molded his naked torso against Goujun’s exposed back and let his warm hands roam. “I want to hear you call out my name. I want to see you come.”

Goujun didn’t say anything, but he continued his steady eye contact with Tenpou.

“What do you want, Tenpou?” Kenren asked. “You’ve never said.”

“Hmm?” Tenpou said while he watched Kenren’s fingers caress Goujun skin. “Oh, I definitely want to watch while you have your way with him, Kenren. I think I would like to have him, too.”

“Really?” Kenren asked, tugging at Goujun’s remaining clothing. “Well, I’m sure we could work something out, couldn’t we, Commander?”

“Ye…yes.” Goujun practically whispered. Tenpou was only inches from him. He reached out and pushed at Tenpou’s white coat. “Could I…have you, Marshal?”

“Finally!” Kenren said, pulling down the zipper on Goujun’s pants. “Some participation from our Commander. I was beginning to worry that you would be boring.”

Tenpou took off his coat and then leaned closer, touching Goujun’s thick braid. “You want me?”

“Yes. For a while now.”

Tenpou kissed him aggressively, tongue stabbing into Goujun’s mouth just as Kenren’s hand slipped inside his pants and squeezed. Goujun moaned with the double sensation.

“You are sensitive, aren’t you? Your skin is amazingly soft, I almost feel like I’m doing something completely kinky when I touch you.” Kenren said, his voice sounded thick. “Come on, Commander, turn around and lick me, like we both know you want to. Show me that legendary tongue.”

Goujun turned, his cock jutting out of his pants. He pushed forward, slamming Kenren against the cell wall and crushing their hips together. Goujun dipped his head towards the nearest lash mark on Kenren’s bare skin. Kenren’s blood was almost dry, but he lapped at it all the same. Goujun’s tongue captured the mingle flavors of blood and sweat and he shivered. His hands gripped Kenren’s sides, and he sunk his teeth into the barely healed wound with a throaty growl. The metallic taste caused his head to pound and there was a roaring in his ears. Possibly, he would have lost himself completely if Tenpou had not distracted him.

Tenpou pulled Goujun’s pants down and after some complicated and ungraceful movements between the two of them, managed to remove Goujun’s shoes and pants completely. Goujun could feel Tenpou’s fingers running lightly up his legs. Feet to ankle, ankle to calf, calf to thigh, teasing and silky touches heightened Goujun’s animalistic need. He bit Kenren again, this time breaking skin and gaining the metallic tang of fresh blood on his tongue.

Kenren moaned in response, thrusting against Goujun’s now naked erection.

Tenpou’s fingers, coated with lubrication, slipped easily between Goujun’s legs, caressing tender and very sensitive skin. Goujun widened his stance, allowing Tenpou greater access. Gentle licks touched his thighs and ass, tentative contact growing bolder with each passing moment. Tenpou’s hands spread him open, exposing him to close scrutiny. One of Tenpou’s fingertips dipped very shallowly inside him.

Goujun caught his breath.

“Do you like that, Commander?” Kenren asked. “Tenpou is very good at getting people in the mood. He’s a dream at blowjobs. Tenpou?”

“Hmm?” Tenpou answered.

Goujun’s body stiffened as Tenpou’s finger pressed deeper inside. He wasn’t sure he appreciated the new sensation.

“Relax, Commander,” Kenren said, his voice was soothing. “Tenpou, work your magic on him. I’ll do that.”

“My pleasure,” Tenpou said while his hands grabbed Goujun’s hips, nudging him into a turn. Moving backwards on his knees, Tenpou moved them both a few steps away from Kenren. Pausing for a moment, Tenpou gazed at Goujun’s erection, as if he was deciding what to do. He removed his glasses, placing them near their pile of clothes before handing a small bottle of lubrication to Kenren. Then he leaned forward and rubbed his cheek against Goujun’s upright cock.

Goujun stared down at the Marshal – he could hardly believe it. Those dark eyes closed and Tenpou licked long, lapping strokes against Goujun’s twitching cock. He wanted nothing more than to throw Tenpou down and fuck him raw. He growled with lust, his fingers tangling in Tenpou’s hair and yanking the Marshal’s mouth towards his glistening erection. “Suck me,” Goujun demanded with a hiss.

Kenren gave him and openhanded slap on his ass that was not gentle. Twining his other hand around Goujun’s long braid, the General tugged his head back and whispered in his ear, “Behave Commander, or we’ll tie you up, fuck you and leave you for others to find you.”

The Dragon King froze, positive Kenren was not bluffing. Goujun wasn’t sure he wished his subordinates to find him naked and bound. He exhaled and nodded his understanding. He remained immobile as Tenpou resumed licking him, moving slowly, but ever closer to what Goujun craved.

Kenren crooned in his ear, “Good. That’s good.” His fingers slipped between Goujun’s ass cheeks and teased his opening, eventually pressing a single slick digit inside.

Goujun moaned with the invasion; there was some discomfort but not enough to cause him to protest. Kenren made gentle circular motions with his fingertip while Goujun tried to adjust to the sensation. He was concentrating so hard on what Kenren was doing that when Tenpou’s hot mouth covered his cock he nearly yelled with pleasure. In response, Kenren added a second finger and pushed in further.

“Commander?” Kenren asked. “How are you doing?”

“Tenpou…” Was all Goujun could manage to say while he rocked his hips.

Kenren chuckled. “Yeah, he leaves me speechless, too.”

Tenpou swallowed him whole and strong, well-trained throat muscles clutched his cock. Then the Marshal began moving his head, sliding Goujun’s erection almost completely out and sucking hard at the tip, tongue working inside his slit. Tenpou’s palm gently rolled Goujun’s balls while his thumb brushed lower, stroking the sensitive strip of flesh. Kenren was correct in his assessment, Tenpou was very good at administering oral sex.

Kenren’s fingers twisted inside Goujun and touched his prostate. Goujun moaned again. At this rate, he wouldn’t last long and he tried to pull away from Tenpou; unfortunately, his results drove Kenren’s fingers deeper inside him.

“Wait!” He panted. Tenpou’s stroking mouth moved faster and his hand squeezed Goujun’s balls, something he interpreted as a warning not to move. Goujun gave his own warning when he said, “I’m going to come soon if you don’t stop!”

“Don’t worry, we don’t mind,” Kenren said. “I for one, plan on making you come many times. Knowing Tenpou, he’ll also go out of his way to drive you crazy. Let go, Commander.”

Kenren spoke as if Goujun could control what was happening. Between Tenpou’s mouth and Kenren’s fingers, Goujun didn’t stand a chance. His balls tightened and he felt his release spill into Tenpou’s mouth. Kenren held him up while he shuddered with the aftershocks of his orgasm. Looking down, he watched Tenpou sit back, licking his lips.

“How does he taste?” Kenren asked, his fingers still moving inside Goujun.

“Good. A little spicy,” Tenpou said with a smile. His eyes moved from Kenren’s to Goujun’s with a dark, passionate look. He moved to their puddle of clothes and spread out cloaks and coats on the cell floor. Then he shed his own clothes. “Kenren, can you help our Commander to the floor?”

When Kenren’s fingers left Goujun’s body, he felt strangely empty.

“Come on, Goujun, Tenpou’s not finished with you.” Kenren winked at him.

Goujun walked, leaning on Kenren, although his knees were no longer quite so weak. He wanted to rest but when he saw Tenpou’s hard cock and sultry gaze, he knew he would not have any respite. He sat down on his own cloak just as Tenpou finished disrobing. The Field Marshal was hot when he was fully clothed, but when he was nude, Tenpou was absolutely breathtaking, lean and well defined. Goujun watched him hungrily, feeling his cock stirring back to life.

“No,” Tenpou shook his head. “I want you on your hands and knees.”

Goujun didn’t argue; he understood he was not in control of his situation. He simply rolled onto his fluttering stomach and waited. Tenpou kneeled between his legs, nudging them wider and wordlessly instructing Goujun to lift his hips. Goujun complied by pressing himself to his knees. His hair fell over his shoulder and he noticed the band had been removed and his braid was unraveling.

Kenren moved into Goujun’s line of vision, his smirk firmly in place while he peeled off his clothes. Goujun swallowed nervously, Kenren’s cock was not a sight he expected. Again, he had heard rumors, but actually seeing Kenren’s erection was awe-inspiring and caused him to reconsider his current situation. Goujun blinked and looked over his shoulder at Tenpou. “Doesn’t that thing hurt you?”

“In a while, you’ll be able to answer that question for yourself,” Tenpou replied while stuffing two fingers roughly inside Goujun.

Goujun groaned with Tenpou’s rough intrusion and then said, “I can’t get that thing inside me. It’s huge.”

“Don’t worry,” Tenpou said, sliding a third finger inside Goujun, a bit more tenderly. “Bodies are amazingly pliable if you do it right. I promise we’ll have you nice and stretched out before Kenren enters you.”

Tenpou’s three fingers were doing wild things inside him when Kenren lowered himself to his knees and reached out for Goujun’s hair. While Kenren finished unbraiding his hair, Goujun gazed at the monster before him, purple head swollen and wet with precum. Smiling at him, Kenren wrapped his hand around his cock’s base and aimed the glistening tip towards Goujun. “Come on, Commander. Give me a little.”

Goujun’s mouth was watering. He wanted to taste Kenren and he leaned forward slightly, his six-inch tongue flicking out and lapping at the moisture.

Kenren hissed. “Holy fuck, the rumors are true, Tenpou. His tongue is long.” Kenren’s hand reached out and snagged his hair, his thumb rubbing against one of Goujun’s horns. “Are the rumors about this true, too, Commander?”

“Oh,” Goujun cried out and he involuntarily shuddered, leaning into Kenren’s touch, his eyes sliding shut from the onslaught of pleasure. The feeling of someone touching his hypersensitive horns was always sensory overload for him. Up until now, he thought he had managed to keep his weakness hidden.

Chuckling, Kenren said, “Tenpou, we have hit the jackpot.” Kenren stroked one of his horns again and Goujun writhed.

“Very nice,” Tenpou said, removing his fingers from Goujun’s ass. “You are quite a passionate find, Commander. I’m certain we will have a lot of fun together, provided you follow our rules.”

“More,” Kenren demanded moving closer on his knee.

Goujun opened his mouth, taking in Kenren’s cock, rubbing his forked tongue against the wet, salty slit. Then he curled his tongue around Kenren’s hard penis, and closed his mouth, taking in as much of Kenren’s length he could without choking. He had never actually given a blowjob before, but he knew what he liked.

“Yeah,” Kenren said with a sigh, twisting his fingers in Goujun’s hair. “Stroke me with your tongue. Fuck, that’s amazing.”

Goujun felt a repeated sensation, a stretching of his opening. Tenpou was inserting his cock inside Goujun. A burning pain struck him and he inhaled sharply, pulling his mouth from Kenren and panting.

“Relax, Commander,” Kenren said. His hand returned to one of Goujun’s horns and stroked slowly. “Don’t fight him.”

Goujun couldn’t stop himself from leaning into the touch, arching his back and inadvertently driving Tenpou’s cock deeper inside. Pain lanced through him and this time he cried out.

“Shh,” Kenren reached out again and this time he used both hands, rubbing each of his horns. Goujun’s pleasure rose exponentially. “Goujun? Relax – hold still and get used to the feeling.”

Hands closed on his hips, holding him still. “Good.” Tenpou instructed his voice soft and gentle. “I’ll move when you are ready. Concentrate on Kenren; that might help take your mind off the pain. Trust me, it will pass.”

The double wonder of Tenpou inside him and Kenren caressing his horns both heightened his lust and drove his pain away. He lowered his head, his mouth closing over the General’s cock again, his tongue wrapping tightly around Kenren’s thick length. He moaned with his mounting passion.

Tenpou shifted his hips, backing slowly out of Goujun. He murmured nonsensical words of encouragement expressed with Tenpou’s own passion-filled voice. Fingers stroked his hips and thighs. “So silky,” Tenpou breathed out his words while he thrust back inside Goujun. “Your skin is as Kenren said, sinfully soft. You are hot and wicked, and very seductive, Commander. ”

Goujun’s claws dug into the clothing while his tongue and mouth moved over Kenren’s cock, tasting and sucking, swallowing his moans. Hands gripped his horns and Kenren began to shift his hips forward, gently fucking Goujun’s mouth. “Good,” Kenren whispered. “You are quite the perfect plaything. I am looking forward to my turn inside you.”

He should have complained. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he thought he should be getting a turn at one of them. Then Tenpou gyrated inside him, touching that sweet spot. Tenpou’s hand snaked around him and squeezed Goujun’s reawakened cock. His head snapped away from Kenren’s erection when his second orgasm burst from him, completely unexpected in its quickness.

Kenren’s hands tangled in his long, loose hair holding his head. While Goujun shouted out his ecstasy, Kenren continued to rub his iron-hard cock over his lips and face. “Tenpou,” Kenren said, his breathing ragged. “I hope you are almost done because I can’t wait much longer.”

“Yes, he’s so tight…” Tenpou groaned, his hips snapping and he spilled inside Goujun, his fingers grabbing Goujun’s hips with brutal force. “Oh…”

Goujun slumped onto the cloaks with Tenpou’s weight, both of them panting with ebbing post-coital shudders. After a few moments, Tenpou pulled out from Goujun’s spent body and moved aside. Goujun collapsed flat, needing a break, but it seemed Kenren had waited long enough.

“Look at this,” Kenren said, pulling Goujun’s hips up again. He touched near Goujun’s recently vacated hole, spreading his cheeks open. Goujun could feel cum drip out his ass and glide down his thigh. “Tenpou got you ready for me, wasn’t that nice of him, Commander?”

Goujun couldn’t answer, he was still breathing hard.

Kenren delivered two stinging slaps to his ass. “Wasn’t that nice of Tenpou? Or do you want more?”

“Yes,” Goujun answered and miraculously felt his cock begin to harden once again. “More.”

Chuckling, Kenren struck him again, causing his skin to burn. “More?”

Goujun nodded, his face heating with his shameful desire. He couldn’t believe his wanton, whorish actions; he almost felt removed from his body as if he had no control at all. He wondered if he was experiencing some sort of brain fever because he wanted these two men to continue using him all night.

Kenren’s open-handed smack connected again and Goujun rolled his hips backwards, moaning with his humiliation. Three more times Kenren slapped him before he demanded, “Now, on your back, Commander.”

Still catching his breath, Goujun complied, feeling the heightened sensitivity of his heated skin brushing against his cloak. He stared at Kenren; the man’s eyes looked positively wild when he wrenched one of Goujun’s legs up to his shoulder and slammed inside him. Goujun felt like he was being split open this time, but Kenren gave him no time to adjust. Leaning forward, Kenren practically folded Goujun in half while his hips buried that large cock deep inside him.

Goujun moaned with the onslaught, his own erection completely renewed with Kenren’s rough treatment. He glanced over at Tenpou who was watching them intently while stroking his own reawakened erection. Kenren followed his gaze.

“Not until I’m done,” Kenren breathed. “He can’t fuck you again until I’m done.”

“Again?” Goujun blinked and Kenren changed his angle, that impressive cock rubbing against his prostrate.

“Did you think this would be all?” Kenren chuckled, and sweat dripped onto Goujun’s face. “Oh no, my dear Commander. Tenpou and me, we are just getting warmed up. We are going to take turns with you all night.”

Goujun’s cock twitched with new interest.

“Yeah, you’re a kinky fuck aren’t you? Just like us.” Kenren grabbed Goujun’s leg and moved it to one side, twisting him onto his side. Kenren’s cock felt larger and deeper at this angle and he groaned with the General’s expansion.

“I’m gonna come, Commander,” Kenren explained, “but don’t worry. This won’t be all.”

“Goujun,” Tenpou appeared in his line of sight, “I have a whip.”

Kenren gave a feral cry and pulsed inside Goujun, filling him. Goujun could feel Kenren and Tenpou’s mixed cum seeping out of him almost immediately. His cock was still hard and he could feel his passion boiling. Suddenly, his eyesight telescoped and Goujun felt his predator side take hold of his senses. He growled deep in his throat and moved very, very fast, throwing Kenren to the floor, reversing their positions. Goujun unleashed his dragon strength and easily pinned Kenren’s wrists over his head.

“Whoa!” Kenren’s eyes were wide but he looked more amused than afraid. “Wait a minute, Commander.”

Holding the General down with one hand, Goujun grabbed one thigh and jerked Kenren’s legs wide open. Goujun’s vision narrowed again, centering on the apex of Kenren’s thighs and the small opening there. He aimed his erection at Kenren’s entrance and was about to push forward when he felt a hand grab a fistful of his hair and roughly yank his head back. He felt the press of cool steel against his temple.

“If you do that, you will hurt him and then I will have to kill you,” Tenpou said, his voice was tight while he pulled back the hammer of a gun with an audible click.

For a moment, everyone held their collective breaths. Then Goujun released Kenren and slowly sat back, holding up his hands in surrender.

“I’d prefer to not be hurt. At least a little lube would be appreciated,” Kenren said, propping himself up on his elbows with a smirk on his face. He wrapped his legs loosely around Goujun’s and his eyes moved to Tenpou. “I’d also prefer not to be covered in royal dragon blood, especially not with my own gun. Come on, ease up Tenpou. I’m not hurt and you’re ruining the mood.”

Tenpou’s grip on Goujun’s hair relaxed and he raised the gun towards the ceiling, releasing the hammer. He set the gun down, grabbed the bottle of lubricant nearby and handed it to Goujun. “Fair enough trade?”

“Lube instead of a bullet?” Kenren grinned at them both. “I think he’ll take it. I know I will.” He looked directly into Goujun’s eyes. “I told you he was a scary motherfucker, didn’t I?”

Goujun felt tension in the room dissipate with Kenren’s words. Yes, now Goujun finally understood – Tenpou was definitely in charge.

Kenren’s bare foot caressed Goujun’s thigh and he purred out his words. “Touching your immorally silky skin makes me so hard. Come on, Commander, you know what to do.”

He glanced at Tenpou who returned his look with a smile that did not reach his eyes. “I will not hurt him. Before I was…” Goujun swallowed, embarrassed by his earlier loss of control and near catastrophic action. “I won’t hurt him.”

Kenren’s head rolled back and he sighed heavily. “You’re both hurting me, by boring me,” Kenren’s voice was full of impatience. “Get on with it already.”

“Yes,” Tenpou nodded, tipping his head towards Kenren’s groin. “Kenren seems very interested. I forgot that he doesn’t mind a little pain.”

“How could you forget?” Kenren said with a laugh. “You’re usually the one inflicting the pain.”

“True,” Tenpou said and stroked Kenren’s cheek. “I know your limitations, Kenren, but our Commander doesn’t and he seemed a little…”

“…carried away. Tenpou was correct to stop me, I would have hurt you,” Goujun admitted.

“Oh, will everyone please get over it and shut up?” Kenren exhaled heavily. “Someone - I don’t care who - needs to fuck me right now! And, I might add, a little biting and scratching is preferable.”

Goujun opened the bottle of lubricant and coated his fingers. He risked a glance at Tenpou who nodded at him. Careful of his long claws, perhaps too carefully, he smeared lube around Kenren’s entrance, leaning close to observe his finger dipping inside.

“That’s good,” Kenren said with a sigh. “I’m used to it Commander, go ahead.”

Amazed that his finger slid inside Kenren so easily, Goujun felt his flagging lust building again. He could still smell Kenren’s blood and he could still envision the General’s agile long legs. Goujun’s added a finger and Kenren moaned in pleasure.

“Let me help, Commander,” Tenpou said. The Field Marshal moved behind him, his hand snaking around Goujun’s waist. He grasped Goujun’s cock, slicking him with lubricant. Goujun groaned with the sensation.

“Come on, you two! Hurry the fuck up!”

“Tch,” Tenpou said, licking at Goujun’s long ear. “Kenren is always impatient, now you know why I own a whip. Go ahead, Goujun.”

Goujun didn’t need any more encouragement and he quickly lifted Kenren’s right leg to his shoulder. He moved slowly, watching intently as his cock pushed inside Kenren’s taut, hot body. Kenren lifted his other leg, wrapping it around Goujun’s waist and pressing Goujun’s erection further inside. Goujun moaned, he had dreamed of this, his cock buried deep inside a naked and writhing General Kenren.

He felt fingers touching him, dancing against his backbone, trailing lower, towards his ass. “Instead of watching the two of you, I feel a little participation on my part is only fair.” Tenpou said, his voice sounded husky. “Do you mind?”

“No,” Goujun answered, “but I don’t know how to make it work with all three of us.”

“Hold still, Commander,” Tenpou instructed and then molded his body close and shoved his dick inside Goujun’s slick passage. “Now, move as you wish.”

Goujun inhaled with a hiss, no matter what he did – and that included breathing - he found himself assaulted with pleasure. He leaned over Kenren, lapping at a welt that had broken open, a small amount of blood welling to the surface. When he rocked his hips, he received pleasure in either direction. Kenren pulled him close, wrapping arms and legs around him while Tenpou kept relatively still, providing a wonderful counter-rhythm to Goujun’s thrusts.

He wouldn’t last long, in spite of coming twice before, not with so many exquisite pleasures. He nuzzled Kenren’s neck and inhaled their combined scents of musky sweat, spicy sex and tangy blood. Goujun’s teeth sunk into flesh near Kenren’s collarbone, breaking skin and when the metallic taste struck his tongue, he felt his control slipping again.

“Yeah,” Kenren said, his arms, legs and ass squeezing Goujun, his fingernails gouging deep into his back, drawing blood. “That’s so fucking good. Harder, Commander, you know you want to.”

Goujun’s tenuous hold on his dragonic lust broke again and he grabbed Kenren’s thighs, wrenching them up towards the General’s head. He was curious to see how flexible Kenren was. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he idly wondered if Tenpou would kill him if he got too rough again. He didn’t worry too much about the possibility of death at the Field Marshal’s hand. At the moment, he would gladly give up his life if pounding Kenren’s tight ass was the payoff.

He teetered on the edge of orgasm for what seemed like a blissful eternity, thrusting at an insane, yet steady pace. Tenpou shifted and jabbed him at a new angle, finally pushing him over the edge. He hissed, euphoria washing over him while he spilled inside Kenren.

When his shaking subsided, he rolled off Kenren and onto his back. Tenpou was on him immediately. Without giving Goujun a moment to catch his breath, Tenpou pushed his legs wide and shoved inside him. Rocking Goujun with powerful strokes, Tenpou’s movements worked them both mercilessly off the clothes and onto the concrete. Goujun could feel his back abrading against the cold floor. He braced his feet and raised his hips while Tenpou finished.

When they parted, Goujun lay on his back, panting while he took inventory. His body ached and his skin bore multiple floor-burns, bites and scratches. He rolled to his stomach and gingerly lifted himself to his hands and knees, crawling back to his cloak while feeling cum leaking out and sliding down his thighs. He collapsed onto the clothes, closing his eyes with exhaustion.

He felt hands on his waist, thumbs stroking his hipbones, trying to turn him. He cracked open an eye and saw Kenren smirking at him. Goujun lifted his head slightly glancing at Kenren’s cock and he staring into the General’s eyes. “You have to be kidding?”

“Oh no, Commander,” Kenren said while he physically turned Goujun onto his stomach and gently spread his legs. “I never kid about sex.” Kenren leaned forward, pressing his cock inside Goujun once again.

Goujun woke up in an unfamiliar bed, an arm slung across his chest. Following the arm with his eyes, he turned his head to his right, discovering the arm belonged to a sleeping and naked General Kenren. He turned his head to his left to see Tenpou pressed tightly against him. He didn’t recall how he had ended up here.

He did remember his uncharacteristically wild night with his companions. Goujun’s loss of control and depraved actions with Kenren and Tenpou were mystifying but strangely satisfying. The Commander felt serene and sated.

“Ah, good morning.” Tenpou blinked at him. “I think its morning, anyway. How are you feeling?”

Goujun thought about it. “Okay, I think. How did I get here?”

“Kenren carried you. We gave you a bath and cleaned you up when we got here. You were completely out of it. Are you certain you are okay? We were rather rough with you.”

He thought now was an odd time for Tenpou to be concerned about hurting him. He smiled internally and experimentally moved his body. His muscles ached in places and he felt various cuts, bruises, and burns but nothing serious. “I’m a little stiff, but other than that, I feel fine.”

Tenpou exhaled. “That’s good. I was afraid we’d gone too far.”

“No, I believe I am uninjured on the whole. I’m just a bit sore.”

Next to him, Kenren stirred and without opening his eyes he asked, “How sore?”

Goujun gazed at his smirking bed partner. Understanding what Kenren was actually asking he replied, “I’m not too sore to do you.”

“Yeah, I thought so,” Kenren said with a contented sigh. “You’re kind of uptight, a little dangerous but overall, a whole lot of fun. I sure hope we don’t have to kill each other someday.”

Slipping a knee between Kenren’s legs and rolling on top of him, Goujun chuckled and just before they kissed he said, “Yes, I hope that, too.”

End