Chapter 35
Ryosuke
Iwas teetering.
Holding on by a thread as I pumped into Yasu and watched as Itsuki thrashed beneath him.
This was far better than anything I’d ever hoped for, and I was happy that this was becoming something real.
We were establishing a relationship outside of occasionally hooking up. This meant so much more than that.
Yasu asking me to come? Yeah, that about did me in because he fought me every step of the way. I expected Itsuki to give in easily, but for Yasu to hand over the reins so easily? Shit, it did things to me that I was prepared to feel.
“Fuck. You want to come? I’ll let you, but you've gotta make our beautiful princess come first. You think you can do that?”
All Yasu could do was nod before he took a deep breath and picked up the pace of his thrusts, effectively fucking himself on my cock. At the rate we were going, I wouldn’t be able to hold out for the two of them.
“Yasu. I need you to tell me that you’re going to listen to me. There is no coming unless Itsuki does. Do you understand?”
Goddamn, that earned me the most beautiful whimper I’d ever heard.
“Yes. God, yes. I’ll make him come. He’ll scream before I’m done with him.”
It was music to my ears, but that didn’t mean I was going to make this easier on Yasu.
I changed my angle just so that my cockhead nailed his prostate on each inward thrust, and someone was screaming alright, and it wasn’t Itsuki.
Watching the stubborn vocalist fall apart for me was perfect.
I looked forward to doing it over and over again.
He was mine. They both were. The knowledge made warmth spread through my chest.
I gripped Yasu’s hips harder, thrusting faster and faster because I wanted to challenge him. Could he really hold out like he was promising? This wasn’t supposed to be an easy task. I was back to playing with his nipples and making him swear.
“You’re playing so fucking dirty,” Yasu accused, but I could see his arm moving faster between Itsuki’s legs. I wanted to see him succeed. He needed to bring our little princess to the brink of insanity before I made them both fall over.
I chuckled. “Oh baby, you never asked me to make it easy for you. This is more fun, wouldn’t you say?
” I tweaked his nipple a little harder than normal, making him curse again before he pulled up on Itsuki, forcing them both into my lap and for me to fall back into the arm of the sofa.
The damn thing was way too small for the three of us, but we hadn’t bothered to move.
There was something about making it work here that added to the moment.
Just like when I’d fucked Yasu in that alley.
Itsuki sobbed as Yasu’s hand worked faster on his shaft. It was angry and red, and I could now see it as we all flailed together, desperate to find completion.
“Little princess? Does he make you feel good?” I knew I was losing my touch; my words were harder to come by as the pleasure took over, but I had to keep going. It was the only thing that kept me sane.
Itsuki seemed to be incapable of answering me. His face was flushed, eyes slammed closed, and his head was tilted toward the ceiling. Little moans fell from his lips as Yasu thrust into him over and over.
“Come on, princess. You know you want to tell me all about it. Bet he feels like he’s stretching you wide open and making you feel so goddamn full.”
I wasn’t helping anyone. My mission was to make both of them come before me, and I was about to fail epically at it.
“Come on, Itsu-chan. Need to feel you. Come for me, babe. Do it. Squeeze me so damn good.” Yasu started coaching all on his own, no doubt struggling to keep hanging on.
One long, loud moan filled the room as white spilled over Yasu’s fist. Itsuki’s entire body shuddered with his release. It had to be so intense for him to respond like that.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Yasu chanted as his hips jerked because he knew. I’d told him he could come after Itsuki.
Yasu’s hole tightened around me as he wrapped his arms around his best friend, sobbing into his shoulder. It was enough for me to pump my load deep inside Yasu’s ass. It was a miraculous chain reaction of events.
We were all lying or half sitting in the world’s most awkward position, but not one of us dared to move because if we did it broke whatever spell we were under.
None of us were ready for it to end. I wanted to live in Yasu’s body even longer, hell, maybe even forever.
Which was a scary thought. I’d never thought in terms of forever before.
After what felt like an eternity, we disentangled ourselves, and Itsuki led us to his bathroom. There wasn’t a ton of room for all three of us, but he turned on his shower and warmed the water before turning and rinsing me off.
Once I was fully cleaned, he turned to Yasu and cleaned him as well.
It was soothing to watch him run the soapy cloth across his chest, just as he’d done with mine.
It was like Itsuki was in a trance both times, like he couldn’t focus on anything else until both of us bore no marks of the evening.
Not that I wanted to dispose of the evidence of what we’d done.
I took the showerhead from Itsuki as soon as he was done washing Yasu and made him turn around. If he was content to make sure that we were all cleaned up, the least I could do was make sure that he was taken care of as well.
Itsuki’s hair was silken to the touch as I worked the shampoo and conditioner through it. By the time I was done, he was swaying on his feet as if he were about to fall asleep.
“Come on, princess. Let’s get you into bed,” I said as I wrapped him in a fluffy towel and led him to his room.
I wanted to question things again. Like if we should be staying the night or not, but didn’t people who were in relationships just do that?
Yasu didn’t seem to have the same hesitations I did as he crawled onto the bed behind Itsuki and tucked him against his body. It wasn’t like Itsuki gave me much more time to think about it as he reached out and took my hand.
“You better not even think about leaving.”
I smiled and crawled onto the bed in front of him, and somehow this felt perfect.
“You all seem oddly... happy? Not that there’s anything wrong with being in a good mood, but it’s such a change from where we were not even a week ago.” Riku twirled on the stool behind his drum set as he watched the rest of the band.
Tatsuki shrugged his shoulders, not realizing that Riku wasn’t talking to him. “I don’t know. I feel about the same. Nothing’s changed for me.”
A drumstick went flying across the room, hitting him in the shoulder. Tatsuki glared at the drummer as he rubbed the sore spot. “What the hell was that for?”
“Because I was talking about the other three, you idiot.”
Tatsuki looked at me, Yasu, and then Itsuki before shrugging again. “Itsuki is always happy. If anything, sure, at least Yasu and Ryosuke aren’t fighting anymore.”
I wanted to laugh because he was being oblivious. Not that it was a bad thing. We hadn’t exactly talked about how we would talk about our relationship with the other two members of the band, other than it would do more harm than good to keep it a secret.
If they had asked, we’d tell them. There wasn’t a rush to announce anything formally unless we needed to. The only person we saw it being a real issue with was Toshi. Yasu mentioned that he was afraid to tell his sister after what he’d walked in on.
Because, yeah, he’d finally told us all about that. How he’d felt so fucking betrayed by the one person who should have had our backs.
The day after the show, we’d all sat around Itsuki’s apartment and talked about it.
He wasn’t ready to go home and face her, so he’d been bouncing back and forth between mine and Itsuki’s place since.
We were both trying to convince him to just talk to her, and it was sort of shocking that she hadn’t shown up at the studio.
Though maybe she knew when her little brother needed his space.
It had been over a week, and while that issue still wasn’t resolved, things between the three of us were stronger than ever.
It wasn’t only about the physical. The nice part about having Yasu stay at my place every so often was that he got to understand me better.
We’d done a lot of talking about the past and where we’d come from.
While his family had always been accepting of his choices, mine hadn’t.
I’d been on my own for longer than I should have been.
I’d also learned that while Yasu lived with his sister, their parents lived in Fukuoka.
They’d wanted the best for their children and sent them to school in Tokyo so that they could have the best chance at the careers they wanted.
When Yasu mentioned he wanted to pursue music, they had his back.
It worked perfectly with Reiko’s desire to be in some sort of management position.
I’d also gotten to learn a lot more about Itsuki. Because while I’d been spending a lot of time with Yasu, I’d been spending a lot of time with him as well.
Itsuki was an only child, and his parents hadn’t been too happy to hear about his musical dreams. He’d grown up in Tokyo, and meeting Yasu in high school had been a dream come true for him.
Ever since he’d graduated and left home, he’d never looked back.
He was his own person, and while he didn’t always feel comfortable in his own skin, he knew who he was and wasn’t afraid of it.
I looked back at the other two band members who were still studying us closely. “I’m a ray of sunshine. You assholes just haven’t had the pleasure of meeting me at my best, yet.”
That got both Riku and Tatsuki laughing as we started practicing our next song.