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“You mind grabbing me a drink, babe?”
You stared back at Satoru incredulously; you were both on the same couch, your legs draped over his, with Suguru on the other side. A movie was on that you’d seen before, but it was nice to have in the background.
“Really, Satoru? Why don’t you get me a drink?”
He shrugged. “Your legs are on top. So you’re closer.”
“You know,” Suguru said, gesturing to you with his beer, “if I were your man I’d never treat you like that.”
“Yeah?” Satoru said. “Then why don’t you be my man and get my drink, then?”
You rolled your eyes. “I’m getting up anyway.”
You headed for the bathroom, stopping on the way to throw a full beer at Satoru. He caught it; of course he did. The man had eyes in the back of his head. But the joke was on him because he didn’t know you shook it first - it would fizz like crazy when he opened it.
As you expected, from the bathroom you heard Satoru yell, “What the fuck?” Then some laughing and some chatter. When you got back Satoru was just finishing his sentence.
“...never keep up with her.”
“Keep up with who?” you asked, lifting up Satoru’s legs and plopping back on the couch under them. This way he was closer to the kitchen.
“You,” he said, rubbing your back.
You noticed his shirt was a bit wet. You pointed to it. “Accident?” you asked sweetly. He gave you the finger and went on.
“I was saying,” he continued, “that Suguru couldn’t keep up with you, because I barely can.”
Again you rolled your eyes. “Please. You have no problem keeping up with me.” You paused, taking a drink. “Although, I wouldn’t mind some more kissing now and then.”
“Well I only have one mouth, babe, and I have other things I need to do with it.”
Suguru winked at you. “Keep me on call then, y/n. I, too, have a mouth.”
Satoru looked back and forth between you, processing. “To be honest babe, Suguru’s the only one I’d let anywhere near you. I’d let you kiss him, if you wanted.”
“Let?” You crossed your arms. “Like you could stop me, if I wanted.”
You looked over to Suguru. “And anyway,” you continued. “You’d have to take me on a date first. I don’t kiss for free.”
“How many dates before we fucked, babe?” You didn’t even flinch at the question: the three of you never censored anything.
“Two,” you said.
“Ha!” Suguru barked out a laugh. Then he got serious, and locked eyes with you. “I bet I could get you in just one.”
Satoru pulled you close. “My baby is not a piece of meat, Suguru. Control yourself.”
“Actually,” you said, kissing Satoru’s cheek, “he’s right. He probably could.”
Satoru faked a pout. “That’s only because you know him already. That’s not fair.”
“Listen,” you said, pulling yourself up again. “This is all fun, but it’s dangerous territory. Whether you’re serious or not this kind of thing can ruin friendships.”
Suguru again locked his eyes on you. “I’m dead serious.”
“Actually,” Satoru said, “so am I.”
You looked back and forth, confused. “Did you two…like…talk about this already or something?”
Suguru looked at his friend for confirmation.
“It’s come up,” Satoru said.
You leaned forward. “But not with me?”
“It didn’t come up that much,” Satoru said. “And I certainly didn’t expect it to come up tonight.”
“Well it’s up, now,” you said. The two men looked like teenage boys, trying to hold back a joke about what was ‘up.’ Again, you rolled your eyes.
“Look,” you said, “we would need to set some serious boundaries.”
Satoru took a long swig of his beer. “Well my first one is, you’re mine. Let’s make that clear.” He pulled you closer to him.
“Fair,” you said. “What bodies do is different from what lovers do.”
“Second,” he continued, holding you close. “No anal, babe, with anyone but me.”
“Uh…” you looked quickly at Suguru, then said in an exaggerated whisper, “we haven’t done anal either, Satoru.”
“Exactly,” he said, as if that made perfect sense.
Suguru shrugged. “Not interested in anal with you,” he said. His eyes flicked to Satoru for a quick millisecond. Satoru missed it; but you didn’t. You filed it away for later.
“How about you, babe?”
“My ground rules?” You swirled your drink. “Same as what you said, I guess. Let me think about it overnight.”
They both nodded. This was a lot, for all of you.
But you were already so comfortable with each other, and now that you thought about it, you were surprised you hadn’t thought of it sooner. You loved Satoru. But Suguru was just…part of the two of you. He was Satoru’s other half in a way you couldn’t be. He was also great-looking, and of course you wondered what he was like in bed. He had no problem getting girls, but he never brought them over to your place.
Seemed natural, almost, and It didn’t even feel like it would get weird. But it would have to, wouldn’t it? It was too late: now that you’d thought of it, it seemed inevitable. At least you should try to have fun before you all crashed and burned.
Suguru stood. “I should go. I don’t want to crowd you tonight.”
You suddenly felt so shy in asking…but you did it anyway. “Suguru? Can I, uh…can I kiss you goodnight?”
You glanced over at Satoru. You didn’t really need his permission but you wanted him to know you loved him, and respected his boundaries. He was grinning at you both.
“No date?” Suguru asked.
“No date required,” you replied with a smile.
“Uh…sure!” Suguru was trying to sound upbeat but he was just as shy as you. It was kind of adorable, actually. You were sure that Satoru had never been shy about anything in his life. His impulsivity was one of the things you loved about him. Both you and Suguru were more cautious, each reining him in, in your own ways. Now, you both had his approval. What did you have to lose?
A lot, maybe. You were good friends. This could get ugly.
But just then, you suddenly wanted Suguru very badly. Nothing was stopping this kiss.
Suguru was almost at the door, so he turned as you approached him sheepishly. He was as tall as Satoru - which was very fucking tall - so you already knew how far to lean your neck up to kiss someone that much taller than you.
You started tentatively, a small peck, like you didn’t want to be too greedy. But then, a spark lit, and a true kiss bloomed. The kiss was lazy, soft, patient. Suguru kissed you like you were made of glass, like you were precious.
When your tongue licked along his, he opened wider for you, languid and taking his time. It built slowly, like it was on time-release. This was thrilling because it was so different from Satoru: Satoru kissed you like he couldn’t wait another second to have you. This kiss with Suguru was not about what was to come. It was about nothing but this kiss. It grounded you in a new way.
You gripped Suguru’s shoulders tightly, while he wound one hand through your hair and the other on your back. But again, just a kiss: no locked hips, grinding, or promises. So relaxed were you that you didn’t realize Satoru had come up behind you, locking you between him and his friend. He did nothing but place his hand on your naked neck, but you could feel his body heat. You leaned away from the kiss slowly, into Satoru’s hand, panting and leaving Suguru panting also.
“Don’t let me stop you,” Satoru said playfully. “That was just beautiful to watch. Like art. I liked it.”
Suguru put his thumb to your cheek tenderly. “Thanks, y/n. Thanks for not making it weird.”
“I’ve decided something,” you blurted out.
Suguru’s hands moved away, and Satoru moved his hand from your naked neck into your shirt, and around the skin of your shoulder. They both looked at you, waiting.
“I think the first thing we do should be…I think Satoru and I should…”
“What she’s trying to say, is -”
You cut Satoru off. “You have no idea what I’m trying to say! How could you possibly -”
“What she’s trying to say,” Satoru said, continuing like you hadn’t interrupted him, “is that she wants you to watch us together first.”
Your mouth dropped open. “How did you -”
“-because she wants to start with me.”
Suguru raised his eyebrows at you, waiting for confirmation.
You had to admit it: Satoru had nailed it. You lowered your head. “You know me that well?”
“I do, babe. Suguru, come by tomorrow and you can watch us fuck. It’ll be fun…for us, anyway.” He laughed at his own sarcasm and squeezed you tight.
“Well, no, I mean, sure,” Suguru said, “I’ll still -”
“Oh, and you can’t touch yourself either,” Satoru said with a wicked smile. “Night, bro.” And he shoved him out the door.
From the other side of the door you heard a muffled voice. “You’re an asshole, ‘Toru.”
Satoru knocked on the door twice. “You can tell me tomorrow what you think of my asshole. ‘Night, man.”
He turned back to you, and kissed you, hard and passionately, like resetting you to his channel. “I can almost taste him,” he said. “Huh.” His brow furrowed, like he was doing complicated math in his head.
“This ok with you?” you asked. His blue eyes looked darker tonight, full of a new lust that seemingly just awakened.
“More than ok, babe,” he said, and licked your bottom lip. “I think, maybe, I didn’t realize how much I wanted this.”