Title: Just Add Milk

Authors: Caer and Triste

Author's Note: Another present from Triste and me while we work on the epic in the background!!!

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Yaoi lemon, PWP

Pairings: YukixHaruxKyou

Status: Complete (sequel to Lovely Men’s Romance)

Disclaimer: No matter how many times we beg, they refuse to give these characters to us

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Haru knocked on the door to Shigure's house and waited for someone to answer. He was a little surprised when nobody did and shrugging to himself, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. He expected Tohru to rush and greet him, or Shigure to ask why he'd decided to visit. What he hadn't been expecting was to enter a seemingly empty house. That was odd...if no one was home, then why was the door open? "Hey! Is anybody home?" Haru called, standing at the foot of the stairs. When nobody answered, he made his way into the living room. "Kyou, are you here? I brought that book back that you lent me and-"

He trailed off abruptly though when he poked his head around the door and saw the last thing he would have expected to see. Kyou was indeed at home...but he was also struggling to push himself away from a very annoyed-looking Yuki. After the two boys managed to disentangle themselves and rearrange their clothing somewhat, Haru crossed his arms over his chest and stared down at them intently. Kyou was blushing wildly and looking anywhere but at him whereas Yuki was staring calmly back at him his gaze challenging. "May I ask what exactly is going on here?" Haru asked smoothly, raising his eyebrow sharply.

"Exactly nothing is going on here!" Kyou snapped, blushing even brighter and hiding under his hair. What the hell was the cow doing there anyway? Oh yeah...the book. Was it that important? It didn't seem so now that Kyou was all hot and bothered. Exactly two seconds before, Yuki had had his nimble little mouse fingers pinching Kyou in a very intimate spot while attempting to count the tonsils he didn’t have, with an even more adept mouse tongue. The redhead had just reacquired the presence of mind to push the damn rat away when Haru barged in.

Kyou didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy. Ever since Yuki and he had gotten 'together' so to speak in Ayame's shop, the rat had used these rare times alone to ravish Kyou to within an inch of his life, or his dignity rather. Kyou never knew what to do with it. He was still trying to get over the fact that he didn't hate the damn mouse anymore. Lately though, he felt more. Now that he was getting less afraid that Yuki would suddenly tell him that it was all one big joke and that Kyou meant nothing to him.

The point was Kyou was just starting to give into the damn mouse, and enjoy it when Haru had made his presence known. Now, the situation was very uncomfortable. Yuki didn't seem to mind, but Kyou sure as hell did. After all, the skill Yuki used to turn Kyou into a quivering ball of horniness had been acquired in previous trysts with their younger cousin.

"Nothing is going on?" Haru echoed sceptically. "Sure didn't look that way to me." Setting the book down on the table, he strode across the room and knelt down in front of Kyou. Kyou still wouldn't look at him so Haru lifted his chin slightly. Kyou met his gaze angrily and Haru just smiled in return. "It looks to me as though you two have finally gotten over your hatred for each other," he said, stroking Kyou's cheek. "You surprise me, Yuki," he added, glancing over his shoulder. "I thought I'd be the one to get him first."

Yuki shrugged. "We were going to tell you," he said, trying to sound convincing. Haru just gave him a disbelieving look and Yuki rolled his eyes. "It just kind of happened, I guess," he added. "Not that I regret it." He stared at Kyou out of the corner of his eye who was staring at Haru defiantly, although he was still blushing, whether in anger or embarrassment, Yuki couldn't tell for sure. Haru was still stroking Kyou's cheek, but Kyou was looking like he might bite Haru at any minute. "It's okay, Kyou," he said calmly, trying to calm the flustered redhead. "Don't go getting angry again."

Kyou hit Haru's hand away roughly. What the hell was this, a contest? He pushed the cow away, causing the boy to fall backward against the bookshelf. Haru just rested there, staring at him.

"What do you mean, don't go getting angry? Do you think I enjoy having the two of you talking about me like I'm some prize rice ball or something?" He glared at Haru. "If I was some sort of contest for the two of you, then maybe I should leave you both alone so the damn mouse can gloat," he snapped, regretting it as Yuki glared at him. He stared at the floor.

"Wait... I didn't mean it that way, Yuki, I..."

Yuki just stared at Kyou with narrowed eyes. "I think we need to talk," he said tightly, walking over to where Haru had fallen. "Shigure's going to go crazy when he finds out you've wrecked the place, Haru," he sighed, holding his hand out to the younger boy to help him to his feet. Haru just smirked and yanked him down into his lap. "Not now," Yuki hissed, pushing him away and getting up again. He glanced over at Kyou who stared back at him evenly, but Yuki could tell he was angry and even hurt.

Hauling Haru to his feet, Yuki guided him to sit near the table while he went over to Kyou and cleared his throat, unsure of where to start. "Kyou, you probably know that before you and I got together, Haru and I were..." He paused, searching for the right word. "Involved." Haru nodded enthusiastically, but a sharp glare from Yuki kept him quiet. At least for the time being anyway. Black Haru was unpredictable at best so Yuki hoped he could just manage to keep everyone calm...or at least anything resembling calm.

He took Kyou's hand in his and stroked his palm gently, relieved when Kyou didn't pull away. "I think that some things need to be worked out here," he added tactfully. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Kyou especially now that they were getting along so much better...but he didn't want to just push Haru away either. He cared about them both...but he also didn't want to lose either of them. Kyou had come so far ever since that day in Ayame's shop and the last thing Yuki wanted was for him to retreat back into his shell again.

Kyou stared at Yuki's hand and tried to keep from feeling queasy. He kept reminding himself that Yuki was just kissing *him* right now, that Yuki had been sneaking into *his* bedroom every once in a while to cuddle. Still, the irrational fear wouldn't stop whispering little words of doom in his ear, that Yuki was going to end it, that Kyou wasn't worth anything to him.

He gripped Yuki's hand a little harder and took a deep breath. It wasn't really fair for him to be selfish either though. After all, Yuki and Haru had been together for longer. It was naïve to expect Yuki to just dump Haru because he was with him now. Yuki wasn't the type anyway. He didn't just snub people he cared about.

"I know," he said, trying not to be afraid. "You said as much when we...in the shop, and all..." Kyou blushed again.

"Oh, Kyou." Yuki smiled at him fondly and squeezed his hand. Kyou was still blushing like crazy, but he still had the courage to meet his gaze, however insecure he must be feeling right now. He stroked his fingers against Kyou's cheek, feeling how hot his skin was under his cool fingers. The way Kyou would blush with almost alarming frequency was one of the things that endeared him most to Yuki. Even after they'd spent more time getting to know each other and learning each other's bodies, Kyou was still so easily flustered and embarrassed. "I care about you so much. I really do."

"So do I!" Haru chipped in, beaming. Both Kyou and Yuki stared at him in surprise and his smile widened. "You know, to an outsider, this would all look rather complicated, but to me, it's very, very simple. I like Yuki. Yuki likes me. Yuki also likes Kyou. I like Kyou too. Therefore, I propose that we all have a good make-out session right here in the living room and see how we feel about it after that!"

Kyou jumped to his feet, waving his fist! "What is it with you, you horny cow? How could you suggest such a thing? It just isn't...it's not..." Kyou looked at the leer on Black Haru's face. That didn't scare him half as much as the look on Yuki's face did. He was thoughtful. At any other time, Kyou would stop to admire the incredibly long lashes on Yuki's hypnotic eyes, but right now, they were gazing at him with something indescribable written in their dark purple depths.

"Actually," Yuki said, grabbing on to Kyou's hand to keep the cat from running scared. "Haru has a good point." He smiled now, that mischievous smile that always made Kyou's heart drop into his throat. Kyou gulped as Yuki rose from his seat and advanced on the nervous cat, backing him into a corner.

"Haru, since I haven't been able to tell you about Kyou and I being together, I haven't been able to tell you ‘what’ we've been doing. You see-" He took Kyou's wrists tightly in his hand and wound them around behind the boy. "Kyou has this kink...he likes being dominated."

Kyou closed his eyes. "S-stop, Yuki..." But he could already feel his body reacting to Yuki's dangerous tone, as well as the press of Yuki's hips against his own. Damn Yuki. He knew just what to do. The evil gleam in Haru's eyes wasn't helping either.

In one quick move, Yuki twisted Kyou so he was standing in front of him, his hands held behind his back. Yuki was very careful though. He wanted this to work out. He knew Kyou liked Haru too since the cat had admitted it the other day. He also knew that Kyou was unpredictable and the last thing Yuki wanted was to hurt his new boyfriend. Still, that was what rats were good at right, manipulation? And Black Harus were especially good at sex. One way or another, this could be a very good thing.

Haru smiled wickedly as Yuki held Kyou tightly so that his hands were behind his back, keeping him still. The look on Kyou's face was one of utmost nervousness and Haru's smile widened. He strolled casually over to the other two boys, stopping in front of Kyou and staring at him thoughtfully. "So...I hear you have a thing for being dominated?" he said casually. Kyou's blush deepened even further if that were possible, but that only made him cuter in Haru's eyes. Having a more submissive partner would be interesting to say the least.

Whenever he and Yuki had been together, it had always been a fight to see who would be on top. Usually neither of them would back down, so they would end up in a 69 position where they would both get the same gratification out of the act. Compromise was a great thing...but a submissive partner sounded even better. Haru never would have thought that of Kyou, as he was always so hot-tempered and strong-willed. He guessed he would have to test it out for himself to see if what Yuki had said really was true.

Edging closer to Kyou, he reached his hand out and brushed this thumb over Kyou's lower lip, noticing how the redhead shuddered in response and sagged against Yuki. "You're cute," Haru announced.

Kyou whimpered deep in his throat as Yuki held his hands tighter when he tried to jerk away and began whispering butterfly kisses along the nape of his neck.

"That's what I keep trying to tell him," Yuki whispered sensually into the quivering kitty's ear.

Kyou couldn't move as Haru held his chin and stared deep into his eyes. "Yuki, let go," he squeaked. Damn, that didn't sound as angry or forceful as it should. His knees almost buckled as Yuki's teeth attacked the flesh of his neck.

Haru blinked in mild surprise at the rather extreme reaction that Kyou gave when Yuki started kissing and nipping at his neck. If Yuki hadn't had such a good hold on him, he probably would have hit the floor already. Well, if Kyou was feeling a little unsteady on his feet, far be it from Haru not to help him out. Moving forward that last little distance, he pressed his body up against Kyou's and wound his arms around him. This way he could hold Kyou up *and* reach Yuki's ass at the same time.

The lure of Kyou's mouth was proving too irresistible for Haru though and he lowered his head, latching his mouth onto Kyou's. Kyou stiffened in surprise, but Haru didn't let that deter him as he worked on gently coaxing Kyou's lips apart so that he could slide his tongue inside. Eventually, Kyou gave in and Haru made a pleased sound in the back of his throat as he set to work exploring the depths of Kyou's mouth. He could feel the redhead trembling against him and he would have smiled had his mouth not been currently occupied with better things.

Yuki smiled to himself, a little relieved as Kyou gave himself to the taller boy. He had been worried, but Kyou seemed to be okay with things for now.

"You see what I mean?" he whispered in the shaking cat's ear, watching Haru as he delved his tongue into Kyou’s supple mouth. He could hear the little moans and the pleasant sound of the kiss as they explored each other. He switched to using one hand to restrain Kyou's hands, knowing that he wouldn't pull away now even if he wanted to. Another thing that had endeared him to the mouse was Kyou's violent and quaking reaction to touch. It made him hard to resist.

Getting back on task, Yuki ran a hand up the fine white hair of Haru's arm, the one that was currently squeezing his ass, feeling the muscle that surged underneath the pale skin and finally weaving a hand in Haru's hair. He licked delicately at the shell of Kyou's ear at the same time.

Haru moaned as he felt Yuki's hand move up and start sifting through his hair and he pulled away from the kiss, staring down at Kyou. Kyou was gazing up at him, his eyes wide and his expression dazed. Haru grinned at him, brushing his lips over Kyou's again briefly before leaning over Kyou's shoulder and pressing his lips against Yuki's. It had been far too long since they had last done this and he took the time to savour the feel of Yuki's lips against his own.

Yuki tasted like Kyou...or Kyou tasted like Yuki, whichever. Well, they had been getting along rather famously before he'd made an appearance, so he guessed he could put it down to that. His right hand was busy kneading Yuki's ass and he managed to snake his other hand between him and Kyou to slide under Kyou's shirt. Kyou's bare skin felt warm and smooth under his fingers and he tapped his fingers over one nipple, rubbing at it teasingly and then pinching it, listening to the little whimpers Kyou made.

Kyou tried to get his sense of direction back as he watched his Yuki latch on to Haru's mouth with his own. He wondered if Yuki could taste him in the taller boy's kiss. Staring at Yuki's neck though, Kyou couldn't resist the urge to suck at the smooth expanse of skin. He sucked harder as his lover moaned and then yelped as Haru pinched one of his nipples a little too hard.

Yuki laughed softly into Haru's mouth as the younger boy found out what pressure Kyou liked and what was too much. He decided that they were all far too well covered for his liking and that he should do something to remedy that. He pulled away from Haru's kiss and tugged the boy's tie off his neck before attacking Haru's buttons, smiling softly at him.

Haru grinned in response, not bothering to take the same care with Yuki's clothes as Yuki had with his. It wouldn't matter *too* much if he tore Yuki's shirt in the process of getting it off. After all, Tohru would be able to fix it somehow since she did enjoy sewing so much. They just wouldn't have to tell her how Yuki's shirt had gotten ripped in the first place...

Shrugging out of his own shirt, he worked Yuki out of his and then yanked him close to him for another kiss, growling at the feeling of Yuki's unclothed upper body rubbing against his own. When they broke apart for air, Haru stared over Yuki's shoulder to where Kyou was gazing at them both wide-eyed. Haru winked at him and Kyou swallowed visibly, taking an unconscious step backward. Before he knew what was happening, both Haru and Yuki made a dive for him, Yuki working on ridding Kyou of his shirt while Haru dropped to his knees and began unfastening his pants.

He let Kyou's pants fall carelessly and leaned up a little when Yuki parted Kyou's shirt, exposing his torso to Haru. Haru nuzzled the sensitive skin of Kyou's stomach, dragging the tip of his nose over the expanse of flesh and inhaling deeply. "Definitely cute," he murmured to himself as he dipped his tongue inside Kyou's bellybutton, feeling the redhead jolt in surprise, a sound emerging from his throat that was a cross between a groan and a giggle.

Kyou jerked violently as Haru visited the sensitive areas of his belly with a talented tongue. He stared in wonder at Yuki who was watching him with that expression of utter lust and want that never ceased to amaze him. Yuki smiled and kissed him roughly, forcing his tongue in and holding Kyou tight. When the first touch of Haru's hand brushed his hardness, Yuki caught him deftly as his knees completely gave out and both boys followed him to the ground. Yuki removed Kyou's shirt entirely and began to suck on the boy's heaving collarbone as he mewled at the sensations that bombarded him. Yuki took this time to remove his pants as well.

Haru looked up to see Yuki kicking his pants off and he took a moment to appreciate the boy's unclothed body before turning his attention back to Kyou. The redhead was lying on his back, his gaze flicking back and forth between Yuki and himself as if he was unsure of whom to look at. He was panting almost frantically and Haru knew he needed to somehow calm Kyou down before he started hyperventilating or something. Chuckling softly under his breath, Haru snagged the band of Kyou's boxers and began easing them slowly down his legs, finally leaving the redhead bare before him.

He ran his hands over Kyou's thighs, stroking the smooth flesh soothingly with his thumbs before carefully spreading them apart. Kyou was squirming either in impatience or nervousness and Haru nodded to Yuki who smiled in response, moving himself so that he was sitting behind Kyou, his chest pressed against Kyou's back. His slender arms wound around Kyou's waist and he teasingly plucked at Kyou's nipples, resting his chin on the redhead's shoulder and staring down at Haru.

Haru manoeuvred himself so that he was between Kyou's legs and he lowered his head, blowing over the tip of Kyou's arousal and watching it twitch in response. Laughing softly, he began licking playfully, listening carefully to Kyou's responses as he teased him and played with him.

Yuki felt himself grow even harder against Kyou's back as they both watched Haru run his lips up and down the pink head of Kyou's weeping arousal. The flustered boy was jerking and gasping loudly at the sensations and Yuki decided to add to them by sucking on one delicate ear nestled beneath the orange hair.

"Yuki..." Kyou sighed and arched his neck back to allow Yuki better access.

"Do you like that, Neko?"

Kyou nodded wordlessly, jerking as Haru hit a sensitive spot. He couldn't do much else except cling to Yuki's arms, as his chest was ruthlessly pinched and played to exquisite sensitivity.

"You look so good like that," Yuki breathed into his ear. "Haru wants you too. Can you imagine him, inside of you? Making love to you?"

Kyou began to tremble hard. The mere image was sending added jolts of pleasure to each wet touch Haru graced upon his hardness.

"Do you want that, Kyou?"

Kyou opened his eyes to see Haru staring at him seriously, waiting for an answer. He would have felt uncomfortable, but Yuki was running a gentle hand through his hair. It was his decision. Part of him didn't want it to be. He really did like being dominated like this... and yet he appreciated the care they were taking. He nodded, affirming in a low voice.

Yuki smiled and kissed his redheaded lover.

"I have to go get something then. I'll be right back." Haru stood, ever the gentleman, helping Yuki up. Yuki stood and headed for the bathroom. Kyou took time to admire his lover's graceful back as he walked away from them. Now that he was alone with Haru, he was feeling incredibly self-conscious again. He ran a nervous hand through his hair before kneeling in front of Haru and undoing the button and zipper to the still clothed boy's pants. He would have said something but he was so tense he would just end up saying something stupid. This was just better.

Haru watched as Kyou knelt before him, reaching out to unfasten and unzip his pants. His fingers were shaking and he fumbled slightly, but eventually, he managed to complete his task of getting the rest of Haru's body unclothed. Haru helped him by pushing his pants down and off the rest of the way and quickly shedding his underwear before finally standing completely naked before Kyou. Unlike the redhead, Haru wasn't self-conscious at all and he allowed Kyou a few moments to run his gaze over his body.

Now that Yuki had left the room, he seemed less sure of himself, almost nervous and that wasn't what Haru wanted. He wanted Kyou to be completely at ease if he was going to go through with this and he smiled down at him. Kyou smiled back tentatively and Haru hooked his arms under Kyou's, pulling him up to his level. He ran his fingers lightly over the faint marks that Yuki had left on his neck and shoulder and didn't miss the way that Kyou shuddered in response to the light caress. If his reactions to such a gentle touch were this extreme, Haru couldn't wait to see what he was like when they really got going.

He pulled Kyou closer to him, drawing a gasp from the older boy when he ran his hand down Kyou's back and rested it just above the curve of his ass, drawing circles over his bare skin and occasionally dipping his fingertips lower, teasing and then drawing back to run up and down his spine.

Yuki had all but given him permission to possess Kyou completely, to make love to him, which was something that he and Yuki had never done together. Fortunately, Kyou was a willing participant in all of this and Haru couldn't wait until Yuki came back. Bringing his free hand up to the back of Kyou's head, he kissed him deeply, noting with pleasure how quickly Kyou submitted to him this time, how eagerly opened his mouth to him, trying to deepen the kiss.

At length, they drew apart and Haru laughed breathily into Kyou's ear. "Excited?" he whispered wickedly, not even needing to hear Kyou's reply. The proof of his desire against Haru's hip was a good enough response for Haru and he laughed again, flicking his tongue out over Kyou's lower lip and then tugging on it sharply with his teeth.

Yuki returned with the things he needed. He looked on at the tall Haru as he feasted on Kyou's mouth ravenously. Kyou was moaning in earnest, his arms clutching at Haru's for support. Haru's eyes were closed and he rubbed his own rigid arousal between their two bodies. The mouse smiled at the sight. Things were complete now. He’d had a lot of difficulty deciding what to do about Haru. He hadn't wanted to end what they had, but he hadn't wanted to hurt Kyou either. Fortunately, as he had gotten to know the cat better, Kyou's attraction for the quiet boy had made itself known and like Haru said, the answer was quite simple.

He had simply gone for lubrication since he was determined to make sure that Kyou felt no pain this time, but he had decided on some other things along the way. He stepped up behind Kyou and ran his hands down the boy's arms, which were covered with goose bumps while he took some time to kiss Kyou's shoulder.

"I'm back, Kyou. Are you ready?"

He slid his long fingers down the wiry arms of his lover and drew them behind Kyou's back, tying them tightly with a sash. Kyou stiffened a bit, but melted as Haru did something Yuki couldn't see. Yuki shushed him and moved down to tie Kyou's ankles tightly together as well while Haru kept the boy from falling. Yuki smiled up at both of them.

"Maybe we should move this to the couch?"

Haru grinned back impishly, hooking one arm underneath Kyou's thighs while the other supported his back as he scooped the redhead up into his arms. Kyou's shoulders twitched as he tugged experimentally at his bonds. Haru knew as well as Yuki and probably Kyou himself that should the redhead truly wish to be free, all he had to do was yank hard enough and the sash would break. The fact that he wasn't doing anything about the fact that he was tied was reassuring and pointed towards the fact that Kyou wanted this as much as he and Yuki did. That and Haru hadn't missed how much harder Kyou had gotten when Yuki had gone to work on binding his ankles and wrists. Yuki hadn't been kidding when he saw that Kyou liked to be taken control of and Haru decided that he liked that very much.

He crossed the short distance across the room to carefully lay Kyou down on the couch, taking a step back to admire the sight in front of him. Hooking one arm around Yuki's waist, he drew the smaller boy to his side and nuzzled the side of his neck. "Hmm, what do you think, Yuki?" he said, still grinning down at Kyou. "I think I like him even better this way. How about you?"

Yuki smirked as well, drawing his eyes over Kyou’s slim, bound form. "I like him any way I can get him,” he said, winking at his lover. He could see the apprehension in Kyou's eyes. The kitten was a little scared, but that was part of what Kyou liked so much. Yuki had been a bit uncomfortable at first, but when Kyou practically melted in his arms whenever he was forceful with him, Yuki quickly got used to what Kyou liked although they hadn't done anything really heavy since that first time. What they had done in these roles in their relationship however had always filled Yuki with unbearable desire for the cat.

He turned to Haru. "I think we should give him a show, Haru. Maybe we can make him beg by the time we're done." With that, he pulled the taller boy down for a bruising kiss, thrusting his needy erection against Haru's thigh while trailing his own hand down to work a nipple to hardness.

Kyou watched as Haru and Yuki ravaged each other. He couldn't feel jealous...not after having Haru pay so much attention to him. Instead, he was awed by the nubile, slender boys before him as they fought for dominance. He found himself wondering who would win. He squirmed and wanted desperately to touch himself, but that was quite impossible. All he could do was watch.

As Haru pulled away slightly to lower his lips to Yuki's neck, he glanced up every now and again to see how Kyou was doing. The redhead was flushed and squirming, little mewls escaping his throat as his hips thrust up into empty air. Haru almost felt sorry for him, but like Yuki said, Kyou would soon get all the attention he wanted...when he started begging for it. Smirking to himself, Haru closed his teeth down on Yuki's shoulder as he squeezed a hand between their bodies to take a firm hold of Yuki's arousal. Yuki moaned and thrust into his hand, reaching round Haru to grip his ass tightly, digging his nails in as Haru began pumping him harshly.

Yuki's whimpers mingled with Kyou's when he eventually slowed his hand, trailing his fingers slowly up and down Yuki's erection and almost laughing when Yuki slid one hand up his back and into his hair, yanking hard in a silent plea to get him to continue. Haru resisted however, pushing away from Yuki enough to lower his head so that he could press fervent kisses to Yuki's collarbone, his chest, anywhere he could reach, nipping sharply every now and again at a particularly tempting patch of skin and sucking hungrily.

Yuki let his head loll momentarily in supplication as he moaned, allowing Haru to mark his neck greedily with his mouth. Keeping one hand on the taught muscles of Haru's ass, he closed his other hand tightly around the taller boy's pale cock, working his skilled fingers over the hard flesh and hitting all the spots that drove Haru crazy. He circled his finger around the crown before palming the head and squeezing roughly.

He smiled at Kyou evilly as Haru shouted in pleasure, abandoning his place at Yuki's neck long enough for the mouse to drop to his knees, replacing his hand with the delicate heat of his mouth. He sucked on the head of Haru's arousal hard, using one hand to massage the tightening sac beneath. He stared at Kyou while he worked his mouth around Haru, letting his free hand reach out to touch the swollen lips of his bound lover before he trailed his fingers down Kyou's chest and down to his neglected hardness. Feeling a mix of lust and humour, he trailed one finger lightly up the swollen length and it hardened, pressing into Kyou's stomach. He continued the barely there caress, watching Kyou squirm violently.

"Unh! Yuki, please!" Kyou cried, trying to reach his hips for Yuki's hand. He stared up at Haru as the boy looked down at him. "Please, Haru!"

Haru stared down at Yuki who smirked up at him and after giving one long, torturous lick to his arousal; he pulled away and turned to Kyou who was almost writhing in his anxiousness. Yuki's hands went straight to Kyou's cock while Haru reached up to thread his fingers through Kyou's hair, yanking his head back sharply and fastening his lips onto Kyou's. Kyou moaned his approval, immediately opening his mouth to Haru and whimpering into the kiss.

He made a small, choked sound in the back of his throat when Haru took hold of his nipples and began twisting and pinching harshly. Kyou's back arched in an attempt to relieve the pressure somewhat, but Haru didn't let go, squeezing so hard that the feeling must have been bordering on pain for Kyou. Haru deepened the kiss, forcing his tongue further inside Kyou's mouth and moaning softly. Kyou was trembling almost uncontrollably beneath him, his body twisting and arching, but he was helpless to move away as Yuki had tied his knots

well.Kyou bucked as Yuki lowered a warm mouth onto his rigid cock. His fingers twiddled lazily along the side of his thigh in a soothing motion. Kyou closed his eyes. He felt owned and wanted completely. Haru's painful tugs at his chest were almost unbearable, but delicious and they forced him to arch into the taller boy's heated kiss. He fought back a little on his own, forcing his tongue to mesh and dance with Haru's, licking the younger boy's lips delicately before letting Haru dominate the kiss again. He felt himself getting very close though. His hands fisted beneath him as he tried to control himself, but Yuki's gentle wet mouth was not giving him relief. He began writhe on the couch, whimpering desperately into Haru's mouth.

Haru broke the kiss and stared down at Yuki, realising now why Kyou was getting so agitated. Yuki was giving teasing licks and sucks along the length of Kyou's cock, but nothing sufficient enough to bring Kyou any relief. Haru shook his head and smiled, all too aware of how Yuki liked to use that pretty mouth of his to tease and torment. Haru turned his attention back on Kyou who was arching his back and moaning, his chest heaving and damp with sweat. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut and the expression on his face was a cross between torturous pain and exquisite pleasure.

Haru smiled to himself, releasing Kyou's nipples and almost laughing when he heard the redhead's whimper of relief. Haru didn't give him too long to recover though as he began kissing his way down to Kyou's chest, savouring the taste of Kyou's skin which was a mixture of salty sweat with a hint of sweet soap. He flicked his tongue over Kyou's abused nipples before settling on one and sucking it into his mouth. He bit down on it gently at first and then harder, reaching over and capturing the other one and trapping it between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing hard. Kyou gasped harshly, tiny, half-formed words escaping his throat as though he wasn't sure who to call out for.

Kyou whined deep in his throat, feeling Haru's teeth work bruisingly on his already abused nipples. God, it hurt now, but it made what Yuki was doing between his legs ten times more pleasurable. He couldn't think it felt so good, but he couldn't get relief, and out of the three of them, Kyou was not the patient one. As Haru bit down particularly hard, Kyou made a decision.

"Haru!" He shouted, bucking simultaneously as Yuki tongued the juncture on the underside of the tip of his cock.

Haru looked at him mischievously, waiting.

"Haru, please," Kyou begged. "I-I need you...in me." He forced it out. It was so hard to ask since he wasn't used to asking the boy for anything, but he was tired of waiting. He tossed his head to get the damp red hair out of his eyes and stared lustfully at the taller boy. "Please," he rasped out.

Haru smiled widely down at him, raising his hand and smoothing the damp strands of hair out of Kyou's face. "If you insist," he said teasingly, waiting for Yuki to move away first before lifting Kyou and positioning him on his knees so that he was bent over the seat of the couch. Haru backed away slightly as Yuki trailed a few gentle kisses down the length of Kyou's spine before pulling away and reaching for the lubricant.

Haru watched carefully as he began preparing the redhead, slowly sliding one finger deep inside Kyou. Kyou would have none of it though and he whined, pushing back against Yuki pleadingly. Yuki complied, quickly easing another finger into Kyou and thrusting them in and out, stretching him steadily. Once he was satisfied, he scooted over to Haru and reached out to grab his arousal, smearing the slick substance over it and causing Haru to moan and thrust into Yuki's hand. Yuki smiled at him, giving him a lingering kiss before climbing up onto the couch and pulling Kyou close, whispering soothingly to him.

He nodded at Haru and Haru moved forward, taking hold of Kyou's hips and positioning himself. Kyou was panting and whimpering in anticipation and Haru contemplated teasing him, but thought better of it. Kyou had suffered enough for now and besides, he wasn't the only one who wanted to come. Haru kept his gaze fixed on Yuki's as he carefully began to push into Kyou, keeping his grip tight on the redhead's hips and throwing his head back in ecstasy as he slowly eased himself deeper inside, not stopping until he was buried in Kyou completely.

Haru had to pause for a minute to catch himself, gritting his teeth at how tight Kyou felt around him. He could see Yuki gazing at him knowingly and he moaned, calling out Kyou's name and then Yuki's, gasping as he tried to get control of himself.

Kyou bit back a whimper as the familiar pain hit him again, but this time it was so brief; a painful, unbearable pressure and then it was gone and he was filled. Haru seemed larger than Yuki, but the preparation must have been the key because now he only felt the incredible sensation of being joined. Yuki ran gentle fingers through his hair and he could hear Haru moaning behind him. Testing his leverage, he raised up a little in order to kiss Yuki, who scootched down to accommodate the position. They kissed frantically as Kyou adjusted to Haru inside of him and finally, the needy cat pulled away from Haru a little before pushing back, letting the boy know he could move.

He was rewarded as Haru pulled out and began to fill him over and over again, slowly building up his pace. Kyou moaned into Yuki's mouth, in synch with Haru's deep thrusts. Suddenly, Haru hit that wonderful spot and Kyou arched back, crying out.

Yuki just held the boy close, watching as Haru made love to his Kyou. Apparently, Haru had found Kyou's pleasure spot and he began angling himself so that he was hitting it again and again with every thrust, driving a long wail of ecstasy from Kyou who arched and whimpered. Yuki bit his lip hard, taking Kyou's face in his hands and kissing him deeply for a moment before easing back up the couch until Kyou's face was level with his crotch.

As wonderful as it was to witness Haru pumping into his redheaded lover, Yuki needed relief and so he carefully guided Kyou to his begging arousal, taking hold of it with one hand and brushing it against Kyou's lips seeing as Kyou couldn't move his own hands even if he wanted to. Kyou's eyes fluttered open when he felt Yuki's velvety erection rubbing against his cheek and Yuki smiled down at him, tilting his hips slightly and begging silently for Kyou to take him into his mouth, running his free hand through Kyou's sweat-soaked hair and stroking soothingly.

Haru slowed his thrusts a bit and Kyou eagerly took his pale lover into his mouth, sucking lightly at first, circling his tongue around the head before easing completely around the swollen member and letting Haru's strokes guide his own. Yuki had a hold of his hair and one shoulder and Kyou trusted that his lover would keep him from falling. He moaned throatily as his senses narrowed to being filled by both of his lovers.

The wet, hard salty feeling of Yuki in his mouth and the hard, insistent pulse of flesh inside of him was causing his sense of anything else to fade away. He felt a little less like he was on the edge, now that he was intent on administering as much pleasure on Yuki's engorged silken member as possible. He even relaxed his gag reflex enough to allow Yuki almost all the way in, the heated moans of his lover driving him on.

Yuki in turn stared at Haru, even as he helped to guide Kyou's wonderful mouth up and down his cock. He felt as though they both were taking him. The forward movements of Haru's thrusts coincided exactly with the push of Kyou's lips on his cock and he watched in almost drunken awe, moaning and arching his head back, eyes at half mast as he thrust gently into Kyou's mouth. He smiled at Haru and leaned forward to steal another burning kiss from the boy briefly.

Haru moaned into the kiss, sighing when Yuki pulled back all too soon. He didn't break the connection of their gaze however and Haru called out for him breathlessly. He kept his eyes firmly on Yuki, drinking in his flushed face and ruffled hair and watching as he spread his legs wider, thrusting shallowly into Kyou's mouth. Kyou's moans were muffled, but he undertook his task with an enthusiasm that surprised Haru, taking Yuki almost all the way into his mouth and sucking at him like there was no tomorrow.

Haru growled and gripped Kyou's hips tighter as he thrust in sharply, knocking a startled gasp from the redhead. Kyou didn't cease his ministrations though, just kept sucking at Yuki strongly, occasionally jerking in pleasure, shuddering and twisting, pushing back against Haru earnestly. It was a struggle to keep his eyes open anymore and Haru gave in, letting them slip shut as he let the sound of Kyou's moans be his guide.

Even though he had less stimulation than the other two, Yuki was coming very close, very fast. It felt like Kyou was drawing energy into his groin, pooling it there and drawing forward euphoric release, as he grew unbearably tight. Staring at Haru as he pumped with abandon into Kyou's sweat-slicked, writhing, bound body was too much.

"Oh, god, Haru, Kyou, I'm...Ah!" He came suddenly and jerked his hips deep into Kyou's mouth, shouting in ecstasy. Kyou was expecting it and swallowed quickly, sucking hard as his shuddering lover shot his release deep into his throat. He swallowed almost all of it and proceeded to lick Yuki clean before resting his head on Yuki's thigh. He was grateful that Yuki had been fast since his jaw was already hurting, but it was worth it. He pressed a quick kiss to Yuki's hip, moaning as Haru thrust faster.

Now that Yuki had finished, Haru began thrusting with abandon, tightening his hold on Kyou's hips and slamming into him again and again. Kyou rubbed his face against Yuki's thigh, moaning constantly. When Haru reached underneath him to take his arousal in hand, Kyou's head whipped up and he cried out loudly as Haru began tugging at him harshly, his only intent to bring Kyou over the edge as quickly as possible.

He noticed that Kyou became more vocal the rougher he became and so he began pumping even harder, his moans coming more and more desperate as he sought out his release. Watching Yuki come had almost triggered his own orgasm, but Haru had managed to keep himself in check, determined not to come until after Kyou did and judging by the way Kyou was howling and shuddering beneath him, he guessed it would be pretty soon.

Squeezing his fingers tighter around Kyou's cock, he began tugging harder, knocking against Kyou's pleasure spot with every thrust. He knew Kyou was loud in normal every day life, but he'd never have imagined he could be this vocal. It was arousing as all Hell to see the way Kyou lost himself and his inhibitions in pleasure, and it only spurred Haru on harder to make him come. He began panting Kyou's name as he pumped harder; his movements become jerkier the closer he came to orgasm.

Kyou lost himself in pleasure as his ears started to roar. He had been teased for so long now, everything was hazy. He could barely hear his own harsh cries as Haru filled him and worked his hand roughly over his arousal. Yuki took the opportunity to lift him and lock their lips together, shoving a rough tongue inside and muffle his cries. He couldn't hold back now and one hard thrust sent his world into a bursting myriad of pleasure as he jerked his hips violently, crying out, his vision going black around the edges as he shot jets of white hot pleasure into Haru's skilled hand.

Haru managed only a couple more hard thrusts into Kyou before he finally let go, throwing his head back and crying out wordlessly as he came, emptying himself inside Kyou's willing body. He braced his full weight against Kyou for a moment as he fought to slow his breath, trying to stop the shuddering of his body. When he regained some measure of control, he pulled out of Kyou carefully, drawing a sleepy little whimper from the redhead. Haru lifted his hand to his mouth and began licking away Kyou's essence, his delicate pink tongue darting out over his skin and lapping it clean.

Once that was done, he shifted so that he could reach Kyou's bound wrists and worked on unfastening the sash holding them together. It took him more than a few tries as his fingers were still shaking, but eventually, he managed to get it undone. Then, he went to work on the sash that was tying Kyou's ankles together. Once Kyou was finally free, Haru rubbed gently over the marks that had been left behind, wincing sympathetically. He looked up to see Kyou slumped in Yuki's embrace, looking as though he'd passed out and Haru smiled. "Is he okay?" he murmured to Yuki.

Yuki smiled back, running a gentle hand through Kyou's hair and nodding. The redhead looked to be unconscious, but he was still quaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm. He looked amazing like this, his hair damp and plastered to his forehead and flushed cheeks. His mouth was open as he drew in quick, shuddering breaths, but they were slowing.

"I think it was a little too much, but I'm sure he's more than okay." Yuki smiled and pulled the white-haired boy down for a burning kiss. "That was amazing, as usual." He looked down and placed a gentle hand on the comatose cat's cheek.

"Kyou?"

"Mm." came the exhausted and barely audible response. Yuki doubted he was even

conscious."It's time to go to bed."

He received another muffled grunt in reply. Yuki laughed quietly and glanced up at Haru. "Shigure and Honda-san aren't back until tomorrow. Come to bed with us?"

Haru smiled and nodded. "Take him upstairs," he said. "I'll join you as soon as I finish up here." He watched as Yuki rose from the couch, pulling Kyou up with him and propping up most of his weight. Kyou murmured in protest at being moved, but he let Yuki guide him out of the room and upstairs. Haru shook his head and laughed softly as he went to collect their discarded clothing. He padded into the kitchen and dropped the clothes in the laundry basket; grabbing a damp cloth and taking it back to the living room to clean up the evidence of their activities.

When he'd finished, Haru hurried upstairs to find the other two, glancing into Yuki's room only to find it empty and so he moved down the hall, stopping when he reached the door to Kyou's bedroom. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, waving tiredly to Yuki who was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for him. Kyou was already under the covers, lying flat on his back and with Yuki's hand held possessively against his chest. Haru laughed at the picture he made. "Well, this sure was an...interesting way to find out about your new relationship," he announced with a grin, sitting himself down on the empty space next to Kyou.

"Don't you mean 'our' new relationship, Haru?" Yuki said, taking the taller boy's hand and kissing it. "You don't seriously think either of us will let you go after this do you?" he added firmly, strengthening his words by pulling the younger boy down and kissing him with gentle, but commanding passion, letting one hand stray up to cup Haru's neck possessively.

Haru's smile widened and he let Yuki pull him down on to the bed so that they lay on either side of Kyou. Haru reached across and took Yuki's hand in his, holding it tightly. Kyou made a small snuffling noise, but otherwise didn't wake and Haru rested his head next to his on the pillow. He'd loved Yuki since as long as he could remember and he'd always admired

Kyou.He'd been watching the cat for quite some time and the last thing Haru had expected was for Yuki to practically offer Kyou to him. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Yuki would go for a thing like this, but Haru was more than pleased that he had done. Besides, he wasn't ready to give up sex like *that* in a hurry. They'd be able to work out everything else in their own time, but for now, all three of them deserved a good long rest.

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