Holiday_Part 1
Title: Holiday
Chapter: 1/2
Pairing: Tora x Shou x Saga (oh yeah, brought back the OT3 for xmas :D)
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Sugary fluff, PWP
Warnings: male x male, smut, foul language, drinking, xmas fluff that sticks to your teeth…
Summary: The holiday season with our most beloved threesome…
Comments: I know, I know…this is late to post, but I've been busy stuffing my pie-hole with everything remotely edible and drinking unholy quantities of booze until today, so sorry but I didn't slave over this not to post it because xmas has gone by already, so suck it up loll XD This is a xmas present of some sort, as this is PWP of the purest kind, involving this most delectable threesome that is awfully underused…Of course it makes more sense if you read...
A Night for Firsts: http://aleksiina-26.livejournal.com/2501.html#cutid1
and
Morning Treat: http://aleksiina-26.livejournal.com/2671.html#cutid1
beforehand, but I guess this could work as a stand alone. Although, the backstory is quite worth it so I suggest reading those two if it hasn't been done already. Let me know how you like it in the comments :D
***
Life as a threesome wasn't the simplest thing in the world.
They had purchased an entire floor of a newly built, modern styled high rise building smack in the middle of the shibuya district. Quite a huge dent in their collective savings, but quite necessary if all three of them wanted to cohabit peacefully. Tora's apartment had been a little too small for all three of them, and their assorted pets, and Shou's gadgets, and Saga's books, and Tora's guitars…
There was the whole business of finding a bed big enough to contain all three of them, and their respective sleeping habits. Tora wasn't much of a disturbed sleeper, as he was usually so exhausted by the time he got to bed that he just fell unconscious and unmoving until morning. Shou and Saga on the other hand were both very much a bother to share a bed with. Shou ran marathons or fought crime in his dreams, judging from the amount of kicking, smacking, rolling around he did. Saga didn't move all that much, but he'd mumble, and snort, and sometimes talk so clearly his two lovers wondered if he really was asleep. But they managed, getting the hugest bed they could find. Making the mattress fit through the doors had been quite a pain, but it was a necessary evil.
There was the whole matter of Saga and Shou's messy habits, and Tora's borderline ocd tendencies when it came to cleaning up. Clutter irritated the hell out of him, and Shou and Saga thrived on it, claiming it was good for their creativity. They had solved the issue by giving Tora his own studio space, that he kept clean and organized with his own personal kind of military precision without driving the other two crazy with his obsessions. That didn't exactly solve the issue of him getting those insane creative urges, sometimes in the middle of the night. He would wake up instantly, completely taken by his muses, off to riff on his guitar and record the results even if the other two tried to sleep, claiming he had to get it done before he forgot the sequence. Insulating the walls fixed that, fortunately for the other two, whose muses were on a far kinder schedule.
It wasn't always easy, but they faced each issue as they came and solved the problems, doing their best to cohabit nicely. At least their pets had gotten along instantly…
But their love burned bright, constantly getting stronger, evolving, blooming into something strong and beautiful. With the blessing of their other two bandmates, who had been thrilled at the official news. They'd taken good care of Shou and his exhaustion, with a week of tender lovemaking, sleeping, and well deserved lazying around, allowing him to get back on track and finally do something that he had always wanted to do: write his own song. Words and music, the whole nine yards. He'd mused about it one morning, when all three of them lazed around in bed on a rare day off, sweat slick bodies still entangled from their earlier lovemaking. It had been sensual and sultry, a slow build up of pleasure that felt like a simmering burn throughout their bodies. Shou was laid out comfortably between them both, head pillowed on Saga's chest, Tora's steady breaths tickling the skin between his shoulders, clever fingers tracing up and down the smooth line of his spine.
"I think I should write a song sometime…" he'd said, casually.
Saga's hand came to caress his temple softly, just a slight brush of those delicate fingertips.
"You should. You've got so much talent with vocal melodies, I'm sure you could compose something beautiful." Saga encouraged, voice low and soft, and comforting.
Tora hummed his agreement, pressing a gentle kiss to Shou's neck, kissing his way up to his jawline. Shou turned his head towards him with a smile, his mouth still curving when Tora kissed him tenderly. They parted, Tora's hand caressing the side of his face lovingly, his eyes alive with amber light. He was so beautiful, his sexy tiger.
"You definitely should, my love. Saga and I will help you if you need it, you can be sure of it."
With such loving support from both his lovers, he got around to writing a ballad. It hadn't been easy, spending countless nights at Saga's piano, borrowing one of Tora's acoustic guitars, trying to make sense of the jumble of notes in his mind. He wondered how the rest of his band did it constantly with such incredible results, it was so hard. But Saga and Tora were supportive as ever, giving advice, ideas, comforting him when things didn't go the way he wanted them to. He finally succeeded, late one night, recording the final melody on piano, softly singing those lyrics of icy snow and lost love, bittersweet and beautiful like winter. Both his lovers were out for the night, off to rehearse with the Tokyo High Black. When they came home to find Shou sleeping on the couch, exhausted, ipod still playing through his headphones, they laughed softly and didn't think much of it, Tora easily cradling him up in his strong arms, carrying him to their shared bed. But when they heard that beautiful melody playing through those headphones, glorious in its most simple form, Shou's beautiful voice and a single piano, they both paused and listened. Listened and teared up at all that beauty that their slender, sensitive lover had created all on his own.
Such beauty. Beautiful enough to match his own glorious looks, the tenderness of his heart.
Needless to say, he made his lovers proud.
***
"Babe, tell your cat to stop moving!" Shou grumbled, sitting on the hardwood floor as he tried to attach a tiny little santa hat to a most reluctant Chikin's head.
Tora chuckled, polishing a delicate glass ornament to hang up in their ridiculously huge tree. He'd wanted something much smaller, but hadn't been able to resist to his two lover's doe eyes and pleading looks when they had seen it at a seller's stall on a street corner. It was the biggest one there, and obviously, whatever Shou and Saga wanted, they usually ended up getting, even if it meant for their poor tiger to wrestle a ten foot fir tree, shedding needles and sap everywhere, into their building's elevator. And then through the door. It had been quite a mess, and he'd cursed the entire time, but it had made his boys happy. And whatever made them happy made him happy, but only after he had cleaned up all the sap from his fingers, face, hair and leather jacket.
"You know, technically, he's your step-cat now…" Tora teased, finding a spot for the pale gold, glass icicle he had just cleaned.
"Oh dear, well, looks like my step-cat takes all after his daddy since he clearly has a strong disdain for authority…" Shou replied, putting down the little hat that Chikin kept pawing off his head, picking up a gold ribbon instead, thinking that maybe he'd have better luck with a bow.
"But why oh why must you dress up the pets too, aren't we good enough?"
They were hosting a Christmas dinner to celebrate the release of Niji no Yuki, the holiday season, and just give them an excuse to dress fancy, decorate the place, and drink lots of champagne.
"I don't know, they look cute…Ha! Got it!" he exclaimed as he finally managed to tie a pretty golden bow around Chikin's collar, patting the small tabby cat on the head, scratching him behind the ears, "that's a good step-kitty! Good Chikin…" he coed, picking up the small cat to bring him over to Tora, who was still hanging ornaments, standing up on a chair to reach the very top of the monstrous tree.
Shou coed as he petted the cat, Tora stepping down from the chair to come see Shou's handiwork, chuckling as his lover proudly handed over Chikin, who had forgotten the earlier indignities of having a santa hat strapped to his head and was closing his eyes and purring at the caresses from his raven haired master. Tora tilted his head down a fraction, putting a soft kiss to his lover's nose, and then his lips.
"You're right, its very cute." Tora agreed, still softly petting the tabby.
"Not as cute as my Chiko!" Saga piped, walking into the softly lit living room through the wide arch that lead to the dining room, only wearing a sleek pair of black trousers, hair still damp from the shower.
Chiko padded after him, wearing a pair of reindeer antlers, looking cute as hell.
Tora and Shou both aww-ed, Chiko happily wagging his tail as he padded over to Shou who had crouched down to pet the dog.
"Awww you're so cute Chiko! The cutest dog ever…Mogu is not gonna like not being the centre of attention…"
All three men chuckled at the observation, Saga wrapping his slender arm around Tora's waist, joining him in his steady caressing of the cat.
"All our pets are adorable today, which is good, because it's christmas, and we all have to be pretty." Saga observed, matter of factly, making his lovers laugh.
"I'll help Tora with the tree, and then we'll go shower." Shou stated, getting back to his feet as Tora put down Chikin, the tabby scampering off to the dining room, Chiko on his heels.
Saga quirked an eyebrow.
"Just to shower ne? Not have loud, wet sex while I'm slaving over at the stove…"
Tora snorted, handing Shou a box of pale gold glass globes.
"Slaving at the stove…pffft, I made everything you just have to check on it…you lazy boy." Tora teased.
He had gone all out and made a plethora of western style dishes, getting all excited as he called his mother for his grandmother's recipes for pies and roast duck and stew, stars in his eyes as he bought all those foreign ingredients, pushing the grocery cart with a huge smile on his face while his two lovers snorted.
"Hey, looking at delicious pies baking is hard work you know…"
***
They hadn't made love in the shower, but it had been a close thing, the both of them making out breathlessly as Tora sat Shou up on the bathroom counter, rubbing their erect cocks together until Saga came to knock on the door.
"I can hear Shou moaning through the wall! Let go of his cock! We have things to do, you perverts!" Saga called out, annoyed, making the two others giggle like naughty schoolboys getting caught.
"Okay okay, fine…" Tora grumbled.
That didn't stop him from taking a minute to lift up one of Shou's legs, wedging his hand in the crook of his knee to push it towards his chest, opening him up as he pressed the thumb of his other hand to his tight, puckered entrance. They both hissed as he pushed inside, just teasing that tight opening with the tip, stopping before he just went all out and shoved his entire thumb, and quite a few other things, inside his searing heat. Tora backed off, cheeks flushed, biting his lower lip, pre-come leaking down his beautiful, painfully erect cock.
"Gods…Shou…" he breathed, lowering his lover's thigh, caressing his soft skin, "I want you so fucking bad right now…"
Shou grinned and playfully wrapped his legs tight around his raven haired lover's hips, arms around his neck, claiming his mouth.
"I want you inside me too…but Saga is gonna throw a fit if the guests get here and I'm still cleaning come off my chest…"
"hmmm…I'd clean it off for you, with my tongue…But you're right. Damn. Lets get clean before we get carried away again."
They showered, sneaking in some caresses and kisses, but sticking to their primary goal of getting cleaned up. Shou insisted to style Tora's hair, artfully tousling his dark locks until he was satisfied, moving on to his own hair while his lover took care of his makeup. It wasn't for a photoshoot so there was no need to go all out, but he still wanted to accentuate his features, perfecting his skin with a hint of tinted moisturizer, a veil of powder, making his eyes glow, contouring them with brown shadow and eyeliner, curling his lashes and them applying a bit of clear mascara. Shou sighed when Tora finished off with a tiny bit of tinted lip balm, making that full mouth glisten temptingly.
"You are so gorgeous babe…" he purred, leaning over to kiss his still bare shoulder, making his tall lover chuckle.
"Lets say I clean up nicely…"
They had started kissing again, Tora leaning back against the counter, when Saga burst in, rolling his eyes at seeing his two lovers all wrapped up into each other again.
"My god…you two are just so horny today, I wonder if there's a storm brewing up or something…" he muttered, coming up to the counter right beside Tora to do his own makeup.
"Aww come on Sagachi…aren't you feeling the holiday cheer too?" Shou purred, detaching himself from Tora to stick his bare chest to Saga's equally bare back, arms snaking around his waist to hold him close.
His hands roamed Saga's slender chest, mouth finding the crook of his neck as he trailed teasing nips and kisses, making the tawny haired bassist arch back and moan low in his throat, hands clenching on the edge of the counter.
"Oh gods…" he moaned as Shou's teeth closed on a sensitive earlobe, arching back even more when Tora's hand slid down his belly, caressing him with a broad stroke, all the way down to palm the growing bulge in his pants.
"Don't you dare tell us that were the only horny ones…" Tora teased, squeezing his body between the counter and Saga's own, trapping the bassist between their bodies, his hand finding a hardened nipple, circling it with fingertips before giving it a slight pinch.
Saga only moaned in response, Shou's mouth having claimed his in an open-mouthed kiss that made Tora's breath hitch in his throat, hands competing with Shou's to caress as much skin of the tawny haired man as he could, leaning down to press his mouth to the vocalist's slender neck. They were getting quite carried away, going as far as to start undoing each other's belt-buckles and trousers, until Shou's phone started vibrating on the counter. He groaned, letting Saga and Tora keep on devouring each other's mouths to pick up the offending piece of technology. It was a text message, from Hiroto.
Nao and I will be there in 45 minutes, I hope you guys are ready…
"Ah crap…okay boys, Nao and Hiroto are getting here soon, we really gotta get back on track…"
Tora detached his mouth from Saga's, breathless, and pouting.
"But this is so fun…" he whined, reaching down to reluctantly zip up Saga's pants, who was pouting just as much, mouth kiss-reddened and so invitingly moist that Shou couldn't help himself but to lean down and press another kiss to those full lips.
Tora chuckled at the sight, zipping up his own trousers.
"Come on boys, were gonna finish this later…"
***
Their party was quite a success, and quite rambunctious too, considering that they had crammed most of the acts, both established and up and coming, represented by PSC in their huge apartment. Besides, no party would be quiet with the entire crew from the Tokyo High Black on the premises…
So they drank, and ate all of Tora's delicious cooking, finding reasons upon reasons to raise their glasses and toast to their good fortune. They were all young, talented, and beautiful. It was a good thing to celebrate indeed. The guests started dwindling down late in the night, most of them with prior engagements to honour, or work to do the next day, until all that remained were the five boys from Alice Nine, along with Uruha, Aoi and Ruki from The GazettE, left alone with a few too many open bottles of wine to finish. The discussion soon turned into an informal game of truth or dare, mostly to get everyone to reveal their innermost, dirtiest fantasies. It was an entertaining discussion, everyone but Tora nearly choking on their wine when Shou drunkenly revealed that he was into pain. And everyone spitting it when Hiroto admitted to enjoy cross-dressing, giggling all the while. But everyone was a little eager when Uruha dared Tora to reveal his own personal kinks.
The raven haired guitarist flushed, trying to hide behind his glass of wine.
"I don't have any kinks…"
Saga snorted, earning himself an annoyed look from his lover. Shou on the other hand, was leaning on the table, all ears, his slice of vanilla ice-cream covered cherry pie forgotten.
"If there's a kinky person amongst us, it HAS to be you. You look so straight-laced and serious, it has to be good. Come on, spill it!" Uruha teased, leaning back against his chair, eager to hear details.
"Okay okay fine," Tora agreed, flushing deeper, "I'm into…oh boy…okay, my big fantasy is to get dominated, get used as a fuck-toy by someone. That would just…wow."
Shou and Saga exchanged a look. It was too quick for anyone else to register, but it had been heavy with meaning.
"I knew it!" Uruha piped, giggling, "you are so very kinky, I totally knew it!"
Tora gave him an evil look.
"Says the guy who has a high-heel fetish…"
The conversation carried on until the early hours of morning, with everyone learning most interesting things about their fellow musicians, until Ruki fell asleep leaning on his arms on the table, and Hiroto was just too drunk to even make sense of what he was saying. It was time for everyone to go home. Cabs were called, belongings picked up, including a sleepy Mogu, who had spent the night running with Chiko and the cats, deliriously happy at having other animals to play with. Goodbyes were exchanged, along with promises to host another such party for Christmas next year, as the new year's party was hosted by PSC.
"Awww man I really don't feel like cleaning up right now…" Tora whined, falling back onto their deep, cushy, dove grey sectional couch, long limbs sprawled on the cushions.
"Its okay, we can clean tomorrow." Shou reassured, loosening his tie.
He shrugged out of the peacock green vest, his black shirt, enjoying the cooling air on his bared skin. He fell onto the couch beside his lover, undoing Tora's black tie and white button down with nimble fingers, while Saga did the same to his own navy blue shirt, draping it on the back of a chair as he picked up a spoon and the small carton of half-melted vanilla ice-cream. He walked over to the couch, spooning the thick sugary liquid in his mouth with a contended groan. Tora chuckled, wrapping his now bare arm around Shou's shoulders, the vocalist leaning against him.
"You still have room for ice cream…impressive."
"There's always room for ice-cream…" Saga stated, coming to stand right between Tora's parted knees, dropping a spoonful of melted ice-cream right in the shallow valley between the raven haired guitarist's muscled pecs, making him hiss, "especially if I get to lick it right off your perfect body…"
Saga dropped to his knees on the floor, lapping at the trail of sugary cream that was slowly pooling in the indentations of Tora's muscular stomach, making the taller man hiss and groan at the contrast between the cool liquid and Saga's burning hot tongue.
"Hmm…I think I want some ice-cream too now…" Shou purred, grabbing onto the spoon and pouring more on Tora's chest, right onto his nipples, down his stomach.
Shou leaned over and started licking the trails too, lapping at his erect nipples, making their raven haired lover sigh and moan, and cry out with pleasure when Shou teeth lightly pinched the erect bud. Saga kept licking and sucking his way down Tora's tight stomach, undoing the now painfully tight black trousers he wore with steady hands, despite the alcohol still flowing through his veins. He pulled both layers of clothing down his lover's hips and legs, until he was completely naked, his cock standing proudly erect. Saga grinned playfully when he picked up the spoon again, letting the melted ice-cream trickle down his lower belly, and all over his cock, lapping at each new trail with his clever tongue. Shou looked down at what Saga was doing to make Tora arch so badly, hands desperately clenching in the couch cushion behind his head, and the both of them shared a smile as he slithered down to the floor too, joining his tawny haired lover. They kissed, tongues battling, melted ice-cream all over their lips, the suggestiveness of the thick white fluid all over their faces and his cock making Tora hiss in excitement. They paused, pouring more of the sugary liquid all over his skin as both of them started kissing again, with his cock between their eager mouths, pink tongues lapping at the vanilla laced fluid drizzling down the underside of his length, all over his tight balls. The contrast between their hot mouths and tongues and the cool liquid was enough to make his cock surge as his hands dropped from the cushion to bury them in both his lover's silky hair. But what really made his blood boil, heat pooling in the pit of his lower belly, was the sight. His two beautiful lovers, caressing each other, mouths and tongues tangling and playfully fighting over his cock, sucking it in turns, was nearly too much to handle. Too much, when he felt the burning rush of blood race the length of his body, building momentum in his belly and tailbone. His back curved in a graceful arc off the couch, hands fisting his both his lover's hair, panting.
"Oh gods…" he breathed before crying out in utter ecstasy, spilling burning hot come down his surging length, all over his lover's faces.
They lapped at it eagerly, the hot fluid mingling with the cool ice-cream, deliciously bittersweet as they devoured him, Shou sucking at the leaking tip while Saga's tongue painted slow strokes to the underside, sending aftershocks of pleasure throughout his body. He struggled to get his breathing back to a normal pace as his lovers licked him clean, only to move on to each other's faces, Shou lapping at the splattered come on Saga's chin and neck, their mouths meeting incessantly, tongues tangling, the both of them moaning at the sweet taste. Tora pulled them apart, leaning down to capture Saga's mouth first, tasting himself on his lips as he stole his breath away with a hungry kiss, hand still tangled in his hair. He moved on to Shou, tilting his head back to devour him, tongue thrusting inside his mouth, teeth nipping at his lips as the slender vocalist moaned deep in his throat. He let go of Saga's hair, the bassist disengaging to undo his painfully tight trousers, getting himself out of the fabric prison in seconds, leaning down to undo Shou's own tight, charcoal grey jeans.
Tora let go of Shou's mouth with a sigh, leaning back against the couch, his eyes glowing like embers as he bit his lower lip suggestively.
"Fuck each other, I'll watch…" he purred, so perversely Saga's breath stilled in his throat.
Their tiger always knew how to get their blood to boil.
"Oh yes…" Shou breathed, moving himself until he sat back on his heels behind Saga, who was still on his knees between Tora's legs.
He shoved two of his fingers in his wet mouth, coating them with saliva while Saga assumed a better position, shifting back, raising his hips, resting his forearms on Tora's upper thighs, while the dark haired guitarist lavished his face and neck with smooth caresses. Shou brushed the puckered opening with his wet fingertips, circling it teasingly as he looked for the bottle of lube in the low table drawer with his free hand. They had soon figured out that it was better to keep some lube at hand everywhere they tended to get carried away, rather than get up and break the action to get it in the bedroom. He reached the small bottle, fishing it out before pressing his fingers inside the eager bassist, Saga's back arching to welcome the intrusion. He was so relaxed and ready that his fingers slipped in easily to the hilt, without the usual resistance, swallowed in heat as Saga groaned in pleasure.
"Fuck…" Shou panted, "you're so eager…"
He thrust out and back in slowly, slipping his index finger in too, his cock leaking at Saga's pleased moan, sliding the digits in and out at a faster pace. Tora leaned down to kiss his tawny haired lover, swallowing each moan that the bassist exhaled with pleasure, Shou's fingers scissoring him, stretching him for his hard cock. Saga disengaged from the kiss, panting, looking over his shoulder at his lover with bright eyes.
"I'm ready, so ready…please Shou…get inside me…" he begged, groaning when Shou removed his fingers, twisting the bottle open to drizzle the silky fluid all over his gaping entrance, shoving his fingers back in, hard, before smearing his cock all over with it.
He got up on his knees, removing his fingers again before grasping his length firmly at the base, guiding the head past the ring of muscle with a groan. So hot, beautifully tight, swallowing him eagerly as he pushed himself in, making Saga cry out, fingers clenching on Tora's thighs, Shou claiming all of him in one stroke of his slender hips. His hands roamed Saga's back as he stilled, letting him adjust for a few seconds before pulling his hips back with a hiss, only to forcefully push back in, making them both moan. He started a steady rhythm, sharp hipbones smacking against Saga's rear as he thrust himself deep inside his searing heat, hands clenched on his narrow hips.
The bassist pushed back against him, eagerly taking all he had to give, moaning hard when Tora shoved two of his fingers in his mouth, making him suck and lick those slender digits while the guitarist's other hand started to caress his own cock. It quickly responded to the caresses, and the most erotic sight of his fingers disappearing in that wet mouth, of Shou's flushed cheeks and swollen mouth, muscles tensing in his lower belly as he thrust hard inside Saga, chest heaving. He stroked himself to a full erection, pre-come pearling at the tip, removing his fingers from that swollen, friction-reddened, burning hot mouth, grabbing onto his cock to tease Saga's lips with the tip, smearing pre-come all over his mouth and chin. Saga groaned at the teasing, tongue slipping out to lick at the salty-sweet fluid, eyes cracking open lazily.
"You want it in your mouth, don't you?" Tora teased, pressing the tip to his mouth again, only to take it away before Saga could wrap his lips around it, making the bassist groan with annoyance.
"I want to hear you beg for it…"
Saga licked at his lips, Shou still pounding him hard, panting.
"Give it to me…I want your cock…please…" he panted, back arching to receive Shou's increasingly erratic thrusts, "fuck my mouth…come all over my face…" he begged, his lush mouth so invitingly moist that Tora's blood boiled a few degrees short of steaming.
He obliged, guiding the head of his cock to that beguiling mouth, hissing as he was swallowed in moist heat, head falling back against the couch.
"That's my boy…suck it hard…gods…" he moaned as Saga took most of his length down, cheeks hollowed out as he sucked eagerly, driving the guitarist insane with lust.
Shou's thrusts had slowed down a fraction, as he rolled his hips, trying to angle his strokes to hit that tender spot deep inside their lover, who was already close to orgasm at having all of his openings filled and fucked thoroughly. But when he finally pressed against that soft spot, all three of them knew from the deep tremor that shook Saga's body, his deep moan making his throat contract and vibrate around Tora's cock, the raven-haired guitarist's hips bucking up in response. His second orgasm was so close, he could already feel the familiar heat build up in his lower belly. He looked up to his other lover, who had paused, breathing hard, eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure, fingers digging deep in Saga's hips.
"Please…please hit that spot again…" Tora breathed, biting his lower lip temptingly, "make our pretty boy come…"
Shou didn't reply, only started moving again, viciously this time, hammering that spot relentlessly, Saga's burning hot flesh tensing and contracting so hard around him it milked the orgasm right out of him. Saga was reaching completion already, the few strokes he gave his own cock barely even needed as he climaxed, completely possessed by his two lovers as his come fell in thick white drops on the hardwood floor. Shou felt the heat rush from his lower belly, coursing the length of him as he spent himself deep inside the slender bassist, hips bucking and jerking as he came, begging his other lover to follow them.
"Oh gods…Tora, come, come with us…please…"
He was so ready to explode that Shou's voice begging him to join them had him climaxing too, in a blazing hot surge that obliterated everything but pleasure in his brain. He slightly pulled out of Saga's mouth with a groan, keeping just the head enclosed in his warmth, stroking himself hard as the white fluid erupted from his cock, Saga swallowing his come sloppily, the burning hot seed dripping out the corners of his mouth, down his chin. Tora's hands fisted in his hair as Saga drank him down, until they were sated, falling into a sweaty, panting heap on the floor, struggling to breathe.
There wasn't any cleaning getting done any time soon.
***
Tora woke up with the soft light of mid-afternoon falling across the bed, warming his exposed chest and belly. He stretched like the big cat that he was, eyes cracking open as he repositioned himself in the mess of white sheets that was their bed, flipping on his back, arm sliding behind his head underneath the pillows. He turned his head and smiled, his two lovers still slumbering, Saga plastered to Shou's back as was his habit, the vocalist lying down on his stomach, drooling on his pillow. Their intense lovemaking had left them with just enough energy for a quick shower, cleaning all the traces of ice-cream off their skin, before crashing into bed for a well deserved nap.
He gently moved some stray locks of caramel brown hair out of Shou's forehead, the vocalist's eyes cracking open. He lifted his face off the damp spot on his pillow with a moue of distaste, the guitarist chuckling as the vocalist crawled over to him, wedging his head underneath Tora's chin. Saga whined sleepily at the loss of warmth, pulling the blankets on top of himself with a groan.
"Why is it that I always drool when I sleep after sex?" Shou asked sleepily, arms snaking around Tora's smooth torso.
"Probably because you're so relaxed when you fall asleep…Its ok you can drool on me all you want…" Tora teased, a grin curving his mouth as he caressed his boyfriend's hair and nape with slow, smooth strokes of his free hand.
But Shou didn't answer, too busy enjoying Tora's smooth caresses, his warm hand leaving streaks of heat wherever they stroked his skin.
"Gods. I love it so much when you caress me like that…" Shou purred, lifting his head off Tora's chest to claim a kiss, which the dark-haired man granted without hesitation.
It was a tender kiss, their warm mouths tangling with comforting familiarity, gently sucking each other's tongues and lower lips. Shou sighed with pleasure when Tora's mouth traced his jawbone, hands softly tangling in his caramel coloured waves. The sound woke Saga, whose inky eyes cracked open slowly. He pouted, inching closer.
"Hey, not fair, I want some tiger kisses too…" he whined, hopping over the other two to stick himself to Tora's other side.
Tora turned to him with a grin, running his fingertip down the slope of his nose playfully.
"Such a whiny boy…"
Saga lifted a perfectly groomed eyebrow, a wicked grin forming on his mouth.
"Whiny huh? Well, I may be whiny, but not as much as you are ticklish!" he cackled, starting to tickle Tora's sides, his weak spot.
Shou happily joined in, Tora trapped between them, writhing and laughing and utterly failing at fending them off. They tickled him mercilessly, until he could hardly even breathe anymore, begging them to stop. They reluctantly did, plastering themselves to their tall lover's body instead, all three of them laughing, Tora's muscular chest heaving.
"You boys are crazy…" he wheezed, breathing hard through his mouth, "I'm an old man you know…"
Shou chuckled.
"I'm older than you, so shut it, kiddo…"
"Look," Saga pointed out the window, "its snowing!"
True enough, snowflakes were slowly drifting down the sky, gathering on the windowsill, making it look like all three of them were peacefully trapped in one of those snow-globes they sold at souvenir shops. They huddled closer together underneath the blankets, all happy and warm, looking at the snow falling with fondness in their eyes.
"It really is Christmas then…" Shou mused, wrapping his arm around Tora's chest, hand coming to grab onto Saga's hip.
"It is…which reminds me, I have presents for you two…" Tora mused, a little smile quirking his full mouth.
"Presents! Really?" his two lovers exclaimed, making him chuckle.
"Saga, reach over to the nightstand, they're in the drawer."
The bassist executed himself while the other two sat up, fishing out two small boxes wrapped in fancy gold brocade paper, beautiful black ribbon bows on both. Saga handed the two boxes to Tora with an excited grin. He examined the boxes, handing one to Shou and one to Saga, eyeing them expectantly as both turned the boxes in their hands hesitantly. He groaned, pulling Saga into his lap.
"Do I have to play Santa or something? Just open them…come on…"
They both eyed their dark haired lover and started unwrapping the gold paper to reveal black velvet boxes. In Shou's box was a wide platinum band, unadorned but for delicate engraving inside:
To my beloved nightingale, may your sweet voice always be the music of my days. Love, your Tiger.
Shou's breath caught in his throat. It was so simple yet so intimate and beautiful, he felt his eyes filling with water.
"What does yours say?" he asked Saga, whose box also contained a ring, a little slimmer, more delicate.
"Oh gods…" Saga's eyes had also filled with water threatening to overflow any second, "it says 'To my gorgeous butterfly, may your beauty brighten my days, and nights, until the end of time. Love, your Tiger.' Oh Tora…its beautiful…"
"Babe, you shouldn't have…"
Tora smiled, nodding negatively as he took Saga's ring out of the box, grabbing his right hand to slide the band on his ring finger, finding it a perfect fit.
"I love you two, so goddamn much…this is just another way of saying it. You deserve everything that is beautiful on this earth…" he explained, cheeks flushed as he grabbed onto Shou's hand, placing the band on his right ring finger as well, "take this as a promise. My promise to love you, and cherish you, forever."
Tora chuckled as he was tackled down to the mattress by both his lovers, smothered with loving kisses and endearments from both sides. If it made them happy, then he was happy too, no matter what. It was the only thing that mattered to him in the end. They quieted, snuggling to their tiger, legs tangling together as each moulded their bodies to Tora's sides.
"I feel bad, we didn't get you anything…" Shou murmured sheepishly, head cradled in the hollow of Tora's shoulder, Saga's head resting lower on his flat stomach.
"True that…we suck…" Saga echoed, pouting.
Tora chuckled, caressing both his lover's hair comfortingly.
"I don't need presents. Not with you two in my life…I love you two, its all I'll ever need…"
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Awww, I'm so corny I know, but its Christmas, I can't help myself XD I hope you guys enjoyed this first part :) I'm posting awfully late for a xmas fic, but I have been so busy visiting my family I just didn't have the time. I just got home today, thank god, I was starting to miss my bed… The second part is a new years themed fic, but that is all I will reveal for now ^_^ Should be posting it on the first if RL isn't a bitch. I hope all of you guys had a merry christmas and are having good holidays so far :D Love ya'll, go easy on the eggnog XD xoxo