Chapter Fourteen:

“Haven’t you ever heard of a three-some before?”

Akira and Shindo sucked in harsh breaths, their faces flushing with heat at the wicked glint in the golden depths before them. A small noise that sounded like a whimper escaped Akira’s lips, while Shindo remained gawking at Waya in growing disbelief.

Was this the same Waya that had pushed him away back in the steam room when he had tried to get closer to him? Wasn’t this the same Waya that had told him off coldly and had made him feel so humiliated and embarrassed at his blunder? What in the world did he think he was planning to do now? There was no way in hell that Shindo planned on remaining in the bed with the two boys and with a small huff, he scowled and bit back angrily.

“What the hell do you think you are doing, Waya? This is no time to…mmmmmpphfff!”

The taller boy’s lips descended on Shindo’s, effectively cutting off any other retort he would have made. Hikaru’s eyes widened in shock, unable to do much as he remained passive in the kiss. An inner struggle to push the redhead away but yet to give in to the wonderful sensation caused him to clench his hands into tight fists upon the cotton sheets.

But Waya didn’t seem to care or notice Shindo’s turmoil as he closed his eyes to savor the taste of the lips he had long been denied. His hands slid up the sheets to capture Hikaru’s, clasping them tightly within his grip as he moaned softly in pleasure.

Akira could only watch the two boys engaged in the act, his body growing hotter with each passing second as Hikaru unwillingly groaned and parted his lips to accept Waya’s persistent tongue. He whimpered and clamped his thighs together, suddenly feeling as if the bed was now a bit too small for all three of them.

I have to…I have to get out of here…

But the temptation to stay and watch coupled with the dull feeling of jealousy, had him turning back to watch again. By this time, Shindo had his hands within Waya’s red locks and was now so into the kiss that it looked as if they were both about to kick him right out of the bed. With a low growl, he closed his eyes and turned away only to gasp as he felt Waya’s lips against his ear.

“And where do you think you’re going?” came the husky whisper that had the 6-Dan shivering from head to toe. He tried to gain some semblance of control, hopelessly aware that his face was bright red at this point.

“Anoo…I was just…just…”

“Running away?” Waya teased as he nipped the perfect-shaped ear gently. He pushed back Akira to the bed, smirking at the vulnerable and stunned look on the usually stoic features.

Hikaru licked his lips and moved closer to his long-time rival. There was now a similar wicked glint in his eyes that had Akira trembling in anticipation and slight panic. The two boys were now staring at him as if he were some kind of prey and the urge to bolt out of the room was beginning to get stronger again.

“Hmm…what do you think we should do with him, Shindo?” The redhead asked as he reached forward to unbutton the white pajamas top on Akira’s body.

“Whatever you do is fine with me, Waya-kun,” Hikaru drawled lazily. He began to trail soft kisses along Akira’s cheeks and jaw, his own hand sliding down to knead the hard flesh of the toned torso that was now exposed. He tried to remember exactly why he was still in this room with the two boys that had made his life a living hell for the past few days. He could vaguely remember some plan that he and Ochi had hatched out to make Waya and Akira jealous, but somehow…all of that was secondary to the new sensations that coursed through his body. The sight, sound and smell of the two boys were driving him to the brink of madness. It was a heady, intoxicating feeling that he had never experienced before.

/How can I be in love with two people? Simple…I need them both…/

He cupped Akira’s cheek and forced their gazes to meet. Molten green stared into shimmering ones and for an instant it felt as if time stopped.

“Shin…Shindo…” came the weak gasp, which quickly turned into a small cry as he felt the teasing tongue trail down his chest and stomach. Akira squeezed his eyes shut and arched into it, his body trembling in excitement. Waya’s lips were like magic on his fevered flesh and Hikaru wasn’t helping matters as he captured Akira’s in a kiss that caused all rational thought to disappear.

With arms that shook with the intensity of the emotions that seared through him, Akira wrapped his arms around Shindo’s neck, drawing him deeper into their communion, while his free hand sank into the red locks that were heading lower and lower and…

“Aaaah!!” He jerked and tried to close his legs together as he realized what Waya was about to do. With eyes widened in slight confusion and panic, he gasped out in a shaky voice. “What…what are you…doing?!”

Waya’s face was now a dull hue of red, but he didn’t waver in his determination to bring the utmost pleasure to the two boys at his disposal. Since his cold feet experience in the steam room, he had done a lot of thinking and had come to the conclusion that running away from the inevitable was not going to cut it. He knew that they were all virgins and had never done this before, so being the one to instigate it was all the more reason for him to make sure it went perfectly.

“It doesn’t hurt, Touya,” he cajoled softly. “And I promise you’re going to like it. Just imagine that you are…eh…doingittoyourself,” he finished quickly.

Akira suddenly wished the ground would open and swallow him whole. He sputtered indignantly as he tried to stop the small whimpers of pleasure that escaped him as Waya had begun to do…that… again. “Ku…Kuso! I don’t…don’t…aaaah…don’t…”

“Don’t do yourself, Touya?” Shindo snickered as his lips began to move down Touya’s chest. “Stop lying and enjoy it…why don’t you try loosening up for once?”

Akira didn’t have the time to get angry at Hikaru’s taunt for another choked cry was ripped from his throat as Waya intensified his actions. He squeezed his eyes shut, his face now bathed in the soft sheen of sweat as the indescribable feeling of completion sent his body spasming uncontrollably. This was what usually happened to him when he was alone, but knowing that the objects of his desires were right beside him to witness it, only sent Akira into a state of near unconsciousness. He fell back limply to the bed and tried to control his erratic breathing as Waya sat up with a look of satisfaction on his features.

“Mmm…that was good,” he said with a light chuckle. “You next, Shindo.” He smirked and made an attempt to reach for the blond, only to find himself lying on the bed next to Akira. He blinked in confusion and tried hard to hide the blush that stained his cheeks.

“Shin…Shindo?? What…?”

Shindo grinned mischievously and shook his head. “What’s the matter, Waya? Don’t you want to get a taste of your own medicine?”

“Na…nani? Damn it…Shindo! You didn’t have to rip my pjs off! Those were just bought last week!!”

“God, you are such a girl, Waya,” Shindo teased before silencing Waya’s protest by doing the exact thing he had done to Touya. The redhead’s gasp sent Akira out of his dazed stupor and he blinked lazily at the two heaving boys beside him. So, this was what he must have looked like, he thought as his gaze fell on Waya’s flushed features. With a wicked smile coming to his lips, he sat up and quickly straddled the redhead’s waist, eyes lighting up with mischief as he watched the golden depths widen at the sudden turn of events.

“Tou…Touya….oooh….God…” His head fell back, mouth opening in a soundless scream as the captain began to trail hungry kisses down his face, neck and down to his chest. He moved back up quickly again, this time to claim Waya’s lips in a hot kiss. He could taste himself within the other’s mouth and this caused him to blush darkly as he wondered if would get an opportunity to do such a thing.

Tongues clashed in heated battle, hands clasped tightly as if fighting for supremacy. Waya’s cry was lost within Akira’s mouth as he exploded within Hikaru’s.

Releasing him with a small smile, Shindo wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He moved to lie beside the redhead, darkened green depths watching the two boys continue as if he wasn’t even there. Akira finally let Waya go with a small sigh, leaving him panting for breath on the bed. Seeing that he had managed to achieve something with Waya, he turned his attention to the blond beside them and swiftly moved to straddle Hikaru’s waist.

Shindo made no protest whatsoever as he parted his lips to welcome Akira’s. It was slow and thorough, each taking the time to explore every inch of each other. Akira released the swollen lips reluctantly, but with a small smile, he gave Waya access to aid in the removal of Shindo’s pants. With that obstacle gone, Akira slid lower and almost lost his nerve as he came closer to what he had only imagined for years.

Waya snickered as he began to kiss Hikaru softly. “It doesn’t bite, Touya,” he taunted.

The 6-Dan flushed and retorted a bit too defensively, “I haven’t done this before, you know!”

“Well, we haven’t either, but you don’t see us complaining about it, do you?!” Waya shouted back. “If you aren’t going to do it, then I will!”

Hikaru darted glances from one furious gaze to the other, wondering why in Kami’s name they were now about to fight over him in bed as well. He was beginning to ache really badly and if no one was willing to help him out…

“Fine…” Akira muttered with a small scowl. “I’ll do it…”

Waya snorted and nuzzled Shindo’s neck gently. “You don’t have to act like it’s an execution.”

Akira was becoming really hot and bothered at this point. He didn’t want to disappoint Shindo or make Waya laugh at him and he was suddenly so shy about the entire thing, it threatened to make him want to quit the entire process. He gasped softly as he felt the fingers within his hair. Lifting his gaze, he stared into smiling green eyes and he felt his heart rate quicken at the sight.

Kami…do you even realize how beautiful you really are, Shindo?

“It’s okay, Touya,” Shindo began in a reassuring tone. “You don’t have to. I wouldn’t mind really….aaaaaahh!”

He arched off the bed, almost throwing Waya off as Akira went to work on him. He couldn’t believe that the shy, stoic and frigid boy was capable of doing such things with his mouth. He could already feel the heat rushing down to the pit of his stomach. He knew without a doubt that he wasn’t going to last very long.

And he didn’t. In mere seconds, it seemed, he was lying back on the bed, spent and exhausted beyond his wildest imagination. Both he and Waya blinked at Akira in disbelief as he sat up to wipe his mouth with a look of smug satisfaction on his features.

“Kiiiisama…you bastard!” Waya cried out as he dove straight for the smirking boy’s neck. He missed…badly, for Touya moved out of the way quickly, which in turn sent Waya sprawling to the floor in a heap.

Hikaru and Akira burst out laughing at their sputtering teammate and before they knew it, a pillow seemed to fly out from nowhere to hit them squarely on the face.

“Oh, no you did not just throw a pillow at me, Waya!” Hikaru cried out with a look of wicked delight on his features. He reached for one on Akira’s bed and urging their captain to join him, all three were soon running around the room, hitting each other with the stuffed pillows.

Happy laughter filled the air as Waya tackled Shindo who tackled Akira, which made them all fall into a pile on the floor. In between giggles and teasing kisses, the boys touched each other wherever possible…until…

“Waya!” Shindo cried out as he scurried away with an embarrassed look on his visage. He was blushing more than ever as he pressed himself against a wall and raised his legs up to his chest. “What…what was that for?” he asked in a breathless whimper.

Akira looked blank at the sudden turn of events as he crawled on all fours towards Shindo. Stopping before him, he turned back to face Waya, who was staring at the floor blindly. “What’s the matter?” he asked as he gave each boy furtive glances. “Is something wrong?”

No one answered him for several moments before the redhead croaked out weakly.

“Don’t you…don’t you want to go all the way?”

Akira blinked. All…the…way?? What in the world was Waya talking about…?

His eyes widened as it suddenly dawned on him. Had Waya tried to…?

“I…I’m scared, Waya,” Hikaru muttered softly as he buried his face within his arms. “I…haven’t…we…how…?”

Waya moved closer to the other two, still not able to look at them directly. “I’m scared too, Shindo…Touya…but if you don’t want to…we don’t have to…” He trailed off, too embarrassed to continue, even as he felt his heart breaking. What if he was rejected? What if both of them didn’t want to take their relationship to that level? What kind of a relationship did they have in the first place?

A thick silence fell and only the sounds of the ticking clock signaling the beginning of a new hour filled the void. Suddenly, Akira whispered softly,

“I…I want to.”

Hikaru and Waya lifted their heads sharply to gape at him in disbelief. Although the 6-Dan’s face was a bright hue of red, his piercing green depths were filled with determination and an emotion that they couldn’t quite define. But they could feel it. There was something there. Something warm…yet hot…full of life and yet gentle with comfort.

And in a voice that was a bit louder and steadier, he said it again.

“I want to, Waya…Shindo. If…if you will…have me…”

“Touya…” came the simultaneous whispers of awe. And before they could say anything else, Akira had his arms wrapped tightly around their necks as he cradled them gently to his chest.

“Not another word,” he whispered huskily. “There are no need for words now…”

And with hearts pounding and racing with eagerness, anticipation and discovery, three hearts finally found…

… one beat.