What Happens When Aiba is Left in Charge of Presents

[boblemon]

Title: What Happens When Aiba is Left in Charge of Presents
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Aiba/Ohno, Jun/Ohno, Aiba/Ohno/Jun
Genre: EPIC Porn
Disclaimer: I guess Johnny’s technically owns Arashi, huh? Not me.
Summary: Jun and Aiba got Ohno a very special Christmas present.

Ohno smiled happily to himself and set down his chopsticks next to his clean plate.

Delicious as always.

He looked between his two friends who were sitting with him at the table, a small and content smile on his lips. Jun, who had made the meal Ohno was currently digesting, was looking down at his plate almost nervously, simply pushing what was left of his green beans back and forth across the otherwise empty plate. Aiba, who had complained because the only contribution he had made to the meal was brewing the tea, was smiling too, acting giddy and energetic as usual. He was wearing a fuzzy Santa hat and a red shirt with a mistletoe print on the front, looking generally happy and festive.

Ohno wasn’t sure what was happening, but he couldn’t help but return Aiba’s smile.

“Thanks for the meal, Jun, it was so delicious,” Aiba turned to the youngest idol and said in a sing-song voice, clapping his hands together in front of him. Ohno faced Jun as well, and nodded in agreement.

“Delicious,” he agreed, directing his soft smile at Jun now.

Jun ducked his head and almost looked like he was embarrassed or shy, which was quite an uncharacteristic reaction in their current situation. The man’s food was always met with praise, and not only by Satoshi, so Jun’s generic reaction had become to just contently nod at the compliments. But right now he was just staring at his plate again.

Silence surrounded the table, Ohno looked bashfully (Jun’s mood had rubbed off on him) between his two band mates. Aiba was still smiling at him, never breaking his eye contact with the older star, and Jun continued to do the exact opposite and avoid his gaze. Usually Ohno didn’t mind a world with no noise, but this was just too strange. There was something going on.

“What are we supposed to be doing again?”

Ohno tried to sound as polite as possible. He didn’t want to detract from the happy mood, but it didn’t seem like the other two were going to take any action and he was genuinely curious at the situation he’d gotten in to.

It was a few days before Christmas and Aiba had invited him to Jun’s apartment for a “nice dinner”. Ohno hadn’t been sure what that meant at the time, figuring it was just an Arashi thing, and of course told his friend he would be there.

When he showed up with a six pack of beer (he hadn’t been sure what to bring, since he didn’t know the details of the get together), Ohno had discovered that Nino and Sho were nowhere to be seen.

Wondering if they had simply been late, which was rare but it happened, Ohno had sat down and chatted with (or listened to, depending on your point of view) Aiba, whose topic of conversation was the holiday rush of Christmas parties, Arashi Specials, and buying presents. Meanwhile, Jun stood in the kitchen, finishing preparations for their meal and being strangely unsocial.

Something was going on, but, true to his nature, Ohno hadn’t asked what.

He did ask about Sho and Nino, though, a moment later when Jun set a steaming pot on the table between him and Aiba, and Ohno had noticed there were only 3 plates.

“Oh,” Jun immediately broke eye contact with Leader, distractedly removing a cotton mitt with a heart print from his hand, clutching it harder than necessary. “They…” he started, but turned to Aiba to finish the sentence.

“They aren’t coming, Oh-chan.”

Ohno waited for Aiba to offer an excuse or reason, but he never did.

Although he blinked a few times in confusion, Ohno still didn’t ask.

After one of the tastier meals he’d had that week, all the while stealing glances at Jun from the corner of his eye and trying to figure out what was happening, Ohno finally voiced the question that had been plaguing his mind for the last hour.

“Well, Oh-chan, it’s a Christmas party!” Aiba beamed at him from across the table and offered another smile. Ohno smiled back, but it was only with half an effort. He turned to Jun, trying to judge whether the youngest member had been involved in Aiba’s plot or not. By the way he was acting, nervous and unable to make eye contact, he was obviously a part of whatever the other idol had planned for the evening. Leader wasn’t sure whether to be scared or not, but if Jun had gone along with it, it couldn’t be all bad. “You know, the kind where you sing Christmas music and drink egg nog and exchange gifts.” As he said the last word, Aiba turned to Jun and Ohno knew there had to be some underlying meaning behind the words because of the expression on his friend’s face.

Leader turned to Jun as well, in order to read his expression, but before he could be pressed for a statement, Jun pointedly stood and carried his empty plate into the kitchen. Not sure if that was a bad reaction to Aiba’s explanation or not, Ohno simply watched Jun wash off his plate, and then Aiba as he rose, too, and carried his own to the sink.

Before he could get there, Jun promptly turned and walked back to the table, ignoring any hint that Aiba was trying to give him about their “Christmas party”.

When Jun walked past him, obviously avoiding him, Aiba let out of a huff and a pout. He deposited his plate in the sink, headed back to where Ohno was still seated at the table and smiled again, apparently content to just ignore Jun in return.

“Uh huh, it’s a Christmas party-“ Before Ohno could interject and asked why Sho and Nino weren’t invited, Aiba hurried on. “Because, you see, me and Jun are going to give you a present.”

Ohno raised an eyebrow, less at Aiba’s explanation and more at Jun’s panicked look at the mention of something as horrific as a Christmas present oh my God.

Satoshi laughed inwardly at his terrible joke and tried to pay attention to what was going on between Jun and Aiba.

“Let’s give it to him right now,” Aiba clapped his hands together and turned to the youngest member (who was sulking in the kitchen again), his smile widening even farther than before. Ohno placidly thought that he absolutely adorable in his Santa Hat and matching shirt, bouncing up and down like that, and he couldn’t hold back a smile either. Leader always liked presents, anyway.

The artist turned to see Jun’s expression and realized that he looked rather upset, leaning towards anxious, and Ohno guessed it might have something to do with the present Aiba wanted to give him. That would certainly explain why he was acting so antisocial right now. Maybe it wasn’t ready yet? Ohno hoped it was that new fishing pole he’d seen in his catalog a month ago. The one he had a drawn a bright yellow circle around and decorated with pink hearts just in case anyone else flipped through the pages later.

Jun tromped in from the kitchen and grabbed Aiba firmly by the elbow, pulling him towards the doorway and as far away from Ohno as he could manage.

They mumbled back and forth for a few seconds and the only part Leader clearly heard was Jun say I don’t think I can go through with this.

Ohno frowned thoughtfully and curiously raised an eyebrow.

The two of them returned to Leader a moment later, after they had argued back and forth in hushed voices; Aiba was as happy as ever and Jun looked like he’d lost the fight.

“Oh-chan?” the smile on Aiba’s face meant that he was up to something. It looked devious.

Ohno raised his other eyebrow, silently asking Aiba what he wanted.

The animal lover turned back to Jun, who was frowning worriedly, then returned his gaze to Ohno, stepping closer so that he was standing next to him. Aiba now tugged Leader up from his seat and pulled him across the room in the opposite direction, towards Jun’s room.

Now the youngest idol was sending the pair a questioning look with his arms folded in front of his chest, and Ohno turned to Aiba with more confusion than before.

What the hell was going on?

Aiba slung his arm around Ohno’s shoulder and forced him to turn away from Jun, so they were facing the dark bedroom. The taller man leaned over and began whispering to Ohno.

“Remember what we talked about a few weeks ago?” he asked hurriedly.

Ohno looked at him with a blank expression. He whispered back the first thing that came to his mind. “That you’ve been secretly practicing at home so you can beat Nino at Street Fighter?”

Aiba blinked back at him, obviously not expecting that answer. A second later he smiled endearingly. “Nooooo, not that one.”

It was all Ohno could do to hold back his own grin, but he felt a blush creep across his face at Aiba’s energy and close proximity. He honestly didn’t know what Aiba was trying to draw from him, but he took another guess.

“That you overheard that Starbuck’s is releasing a special edition pine tree flavored coffee for Christmas?”

Aiba actually giggled this time. “No, no, no,” he paused for just a second before he told Ohno the answer he’d been looking for. “When you told me you had a crush on Jun-kun.”

Satoshi blinked a few times, his blush growing darker at the mention of the other star. Now was not the time to bring that up!

“You mean that I have a teeny tiny, little bitty, minuscule-“

“Yeah, yeah.” Aiba didn’t even look impressed that he’d used a big vocabulary word, just that he wanted the conversation to move on. “Well, then…

“MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!” he said loudly (Ohno had jumped at the sudden change in voice level), and turned back to Jun, who was looking very, very worried. He had jumped, too.

Ohno and Jun looked at each other, neither knowing what Aiba meant.

“Merry Christmas, Satoshi,” Aiba said tenderly, giving him a warm look. Ohno looked up at him, his expressions remaining stagnant.

He was so confused.

“I got you something really special for Christmas!” Aiba left Ohno standing next to the bedroom, and rushed across the room to grab Jun’s hand and pulled him over, bringing all three of them together.

Aiba put his arm around Jun’s shoulder and smiled at Ohno again.

Jun stared at Leader, apparently waiting for something to happen, but then turned to Aiba, a look of realization on his face. “Wh-what…?”

“That’s right! Jun’s your present!!”

Ohno raised his eyebrow and continued to stand there, completely shocked. He still didn’t really understand what was going on.

“And Jun! I got you a special present, too!” He pulled away from the younger idol and instead wrapped his arm around Ohno’s shoulder, who looked up at Jun dumbfounded. If it hadn’t been such a serious topic (for both of them) they would have thought it was just another one of Aiba’s friendly jokes. “Ohno’s your present!”

Finally Aiba pulled back and clapped his hands together again, looking genuinely proud of himself.

“I’m so generous, huh?” He sighed in satisfaction and gazed between the pair; both were busy looking at each other in vague comprehension. “But don’t worry, I got myself a good present, too!” This time he pulled the two of them towards him, arms wrapped around their necks and accidentally bumped their heads together. He let out a deep chuckle and apologized.

Ohno’s hands rested lightly on Aiba’s chest and he tried not to suffocate in his friend’s tight grip. Jun was slouching over awkwardly, barely able to keep his balance, and their faces were only a few centimeters apart. Ohno felt his face flush and noticed Jun’s do the same.

“What is going on here?” The younger idol asked, his voice weak from confusion. Ohno tried to shrug but found he couldn’t really move the upper part of his body.

Aiba finally released them, the ecstatic look back on his face, and both of the other Arashi members stumbled back a few feet, trying to grasp what kind of situation they’d gotten themselves in to.

“Jun, are you ready to give Ohno our present?” Aiba asked happily, his eyes bright.

Jun’s own eyes widened in realized dread and the pair of younger men looked at each other, not talking. It was obvious that they were having a silent argument on whether or not to continue. Aiba was smiling like a Cheshire cat, barely nodding his head, and Jun was sending him a don’t you dare look in return.

Ohno finally broke the ice after watching their exchange. “What’s my present?”

They both turned to him together and Ohno wondered if maybe he shouldn’t have asked.

Aiba stepped forward immediately, ignoring the warning look that was still on Jun’s face, and stood directly in front of Ohno, aligning their bodies. He touched one of Leader’s arms lightly and lifted the other one to rest gently on Ohno’s cheek. Although he was mildly uncomfortable at the sudden intimate contact, Ohno wasn’t completely unused to Aiba acting that way, and the older man couldn’t pull his gaze away from the sparkle that remained in his friend’s eyes. He looked like he was taking a risk, but he was getting a thrill out of it, enjoying every second, instead of worrying over it like Jun was.

This was so weird.

The taller man, without hesitation, steadily leaned down and kissed him.

Now Satoshi really had no idea what was going on.

Aiba’s lips were surprisingly soft against his and the taller idol only allowed him only a second to register what was happening before his tongue was out, pressing against Ohno’s barely parted lips.

Leader automatically opened his mouth a little further, although he hadn’t really meant to, and Aiba’s tongue was inside of him. It was wet and slippery and gliding over Ohno’s own tongue like it belonged there and Ohno was disturbed by the fact that he didn’t find this disturbing.

And Jun was watching them.

Aiba’s other hand suddenly moved from his arm and tangled into his hair, pulling him a little closer, and his thumb began to tenderly stroke the skin of his cheek while they continued to kiss. Ohno could taste the green tea from dinner mingling with something that was simply Aiba as the other idol twirled his tongue around Leader’s, occasionally bumping into his teeth.

The taller man withdrew his tongue a second later, and instead ran it over Ohno’s bottom lip, capturing it between his own and sucking on it lightly.

Finally, Aiba released him and straightened his posture while Ohno looked up at him with a dazed face.

He still didn’t know what was going on.

The animal enthusiast turned slowly to look at Jun, who was staring at them, almost as shocked as Ohno felt.

“If you don’t do something, I’m going to keep him all to myself,” Aiba said teasingly and dropped his arm around Ohno’s shoulder, drawing their bodies flush together.

Jun swallowed, but rushed over to the couple a second later. Aiba released Ohno and stepped back to allow Jun to take his place, the younger idols hands grabbing Leader’s upper arms lightly.

Ohno looked up at him naively, his brain not functioning properly, and Jun gave him a guilty look. “I’m sorry, Leader,” he mumbled, before drawing Ohno against him for a kiss of his own.

As Jun’s tongue immediately peeked out, mimicking Aiba’s from a moment ago, and entered Ohno’s mouth without any resistance, Leader’s brain shut down.

Aiba, now Aiba he could understand. He was a very physical person in first place and only tended to be more so when he was drunk. Ohno, as had most of the band members, had been on the receiving end of Aiba’s overdose of affection more times than he could count, and even though they weren’t drunk right now, it wasn’t exactly out of character.

Jun, though. Jun. Jun’s tongue that was running against his teeth, Jun’s lips that were pressed firmly and wetly against his, Jun’s hands that had moved to his waist for better leverage. Jun was usually so reserved and never seriously went against his captain, and he was last person Ohno expected to follow Aiba’s lead in this situation.

Not that Ohno minded.

After all, he had a teeny tiny, little bitty, minuscule crush-it wasn’t really even anything worth mentioning really-on his band mate.

Ohno wasn’t sure he could keep standing with the way that Jun was pulling him close against him. His eyes fluttered shut and one of Ohno’s hands managed to grab on to Jun’s forearm to help him keep upright.

As the bottom of Jun’s tongue ran across his lips sensuously, Ohno heard Aiba mumble “Wow, that’s hot,” from a few feet away.

The words obviously weren’t enough to distract Jun, though, since he continued to assault Leader’s tongue with his own, but the artist sensed the other star move towards them.

Suddenly, Ohno felt Aiba pressed against his back, sandwiching the smaller idol between them. Still distracted by Jun’s mouth, Ohno only registered the fact that it was Aiba’s hands moving across the front of his hips because Jun’s were still resting lightly on his lower back.

“Merry Christmas, Satoshi,” Aiba whispered in a deep voice right against the back of Ohno’s ear, evidently revealing what all of this was really about.

Ohno tried to mumble a response, some sort of what the hell or wait just a second, but Jun was still covering his mouth, swirling his tongue around his own. Aiba’s lips had drifted to his ear, too, starting out with a lick and then gently taking the tip of it into his mouth.

Something resembling a moan vibrated through Ohno’s mouth and his tongue was tangling with Jun’s of its own free will now. Aiba’s hands were gripping his hips tightly, a little too close to his nether regions, and he could feel the larger body pressed firmly against his back. His tongue was running over across the back of Ohno’s ear and Leader could hear small noises of satisfaction coming from the animal lover.

He shivered.

Jun finally pulled away, although not before licking Ohno’s tongue firmly, and stared down at his band mate with a dazed expression. His lips were wet and red and his mouth remained open slightly, his breath faster than it had been.

Before he could try to regain his thoughts, Ohno let out a sharp gasp as Aiba’s arms slid under his shirt, lifting the edge of his clothing up a few inches, and his hands running lightly over Leader’s stomach. Jun’s eyes immediately darted to the revealed skin and Ohno felt Aiba’s face shape into a smile against his ear. The star watched Jun shift his gaze to the man leaning over his shoulder and then as he swallowed again.

“Should we move into the bedroom?” Ohno himself gulped at Aiba’s deep and sensuous voice in his ear, even though the statement was obviously directed at Jun. Without waiting for a response, the tallest man pulled Leader backwards, still flush against him, and Ohno couldn’t tear his eyes away from Jun’s expressive face. He looked tentative and guilty, but full of desire.

Their gaze finally broke as Ohno was dragged farther into the bedroom, losing the view of his band mate through the doorway as they went. He tried to turn to look at Aiba, glad that the other man was holding onto him so tightly, because otherwise he would had tripped and fallen onto the floor already. The animal lover must have taken his hat off while Jun had distracted him, because he wasn’t wearing it any more.

Ohno turned back the way they had come as the overhead light came on, and Jun stood in the doorway, still looking at them. He didn’t step in any farther into the room, though.

Aiba released him as they stood next to Jun’s oversized bed and immediately turned Ohno around so his back was to Jun. The animal fanatic gave Leader another sparkling smile, resting his forearms lightly on Ohno’s shoulders, and linked his hands together behind his head.

“You don’t mind, right, Leader?” His voice was still heavy and there was a tone to it that Ohno had never heard before. Aiba leaned forward and kissed him gently on the forehead, which caused the shorter man to lean back a little and squint an eye shut. The taller idol retreated again and one of Aiba’s arms bent around his neck, pulling Ohno against him again in an affectionate hug. Afterwards the younger man buried his face in Ohno’s hair, and Leader wondered if that was Aiba’s arm trembling as it held him in place. “You don’t mind, right?” Aiba’s voice was lowered to a whisper and Ohno disregarded the fact that it shook a little.

The artist grabbed the back of Aiba’s shirt lightly in his fist, breathing in the smell of sweat that was wafting through Aiba’s Christmas apparel.

“I don’t mind…” Ohno wasn’t really sure what the context of the question was, but as long as it made Aiba happy he didn’t care. Aiba could do anything he wanted to him and Leader wouldn’t care.

Maybe he had more than one teeny tiny, itty bitty…

Ohno felt his friend take a deep breath, a small sigh of relief coming out of his mouth and into Leader’s hair.

Aiba dropped his arms to Ohno’s waist and pulled him even tighter against him, throwing the smaller man off balance. “He said its okay, Jun.”

His other hand now also grasping tightly onto the front of Aiba’s shirt, Ohno shifted his body to look at Jun as the miracle boy spoke over his head. The youngest of them was still in the doorway, watching the other two embrace across the room, and he was obviously unsure what to do with himself.

“Juuuuun” Aiba called teasingly.

The tall man chuckled again, and loosened his grip on Ohno, who immediately turned his head back towards him. Aiba looked down at his comrade, the dazzling smile still in place, and without offering any warning, he grabbed the bottom of Ohno’s shirt and pulled it over his head.

Of course Ohno didn’t stop him, still not fully realizing what he had agreed to, and simply looked up at his friend blankly after his chest was exposed. Aiba dropped the shirt next to them and then placed his hands lightly on Ohno’s waist, a few inches above the top of his pants.

Leader distractedly looked down at Aiba’s arms, wondering what to do with his own. Before he could take any action, though, Aiba gently began turning him, so that his back was pressed against Aiba’s front again, and he was distractedly gazing across the room. Ohno looked up and met Jun’s eyes immediately, since they were already trained on him, and Aiba’s hands returned to his stomach, running lightly across his skin, tickling him.

“Jun-kun.” Ohno noticed Jun’s eyes flicker to Aiba’s face at the sound of the playful voice, and without looking, he knew that the smile had returned to the animal lover’s face. Aiba’s hands slowly drifted up Ohno’s stomach, the pads of his fingers sticking a little against his warm skin, and before Ohno knew what was happening, Aiba was pinching his nipples.

At first the hands simply rubbed over the dark spots on Leader’s chest, his fingers touching them exploringly, but within a few seconds the animal lover had taken both of them between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed. As Aiba’s fingers worked at Ohno’s chest, pulling his nipples then twisting them, the artist’s mouth dropped open halfway in a gasp.

Jun’s eyes were immediately back on Leader, his chest rising and falling in deep but fast breaths.

What… oh, that almost hurt, Aiba was pulling too hard, he’d never felt like this before.

Ohno felt Aiba’s lips on his neck suddenly, although neither of his hands stopped working at the sensitive nubs on his chest.

“A-ahhh…”

Jun visibly stiffened at Ohno’s moan, and the older man couldn’t help but tilt his head to the side, encouraging Aiba’s actions. His eyes fluttered shut (he couldn’t look at Jun any more, what was Aiba doing to him?) and tried to hold back more noises from exiting his mouth as his band mate began slowly running his tongue below his ear.

“I already told you,” Aiba whispered, kissing where his tongue had been a minute ago, “If you don’t do something, I’m going to keep him all to myself.” Ohno couldn’t hold back a cry (Oh God, it had sounded like a whimper) as Aiba pulled his nipples forward particularly hard.

Upon hearing that challenge, Ohno had to look back at Jun to see what he would do. It took a few seconds, but Jun eventually (it was obvious he had to force himself) stepped forward just one foot, paused, then stumbled across the rest of the expanse of the room. He stood in front of Ohno, looking down hungrily at the bare chest and red nipples offered to him, then moved his gaze up to Ohno’s eyes. There was evident passion there and Ohno wondered how much Jun was holding himself back, repressing the emotions that were obviously present.

He wasn’t sure if it would help, but Ohno was willing to let Jun do whatever he wanted to him, too.

With his eyes still showing his uncertainty, the younger idol slowly leaned down and began kissing Ohno again. Leader’s mouth was already open and so Jun licked his lips lightly first, sending shivers down Ohno’s spine (Aiba was kissing his shoulder now but he was still playing with his nipples, they were so hard it almost hurt). The tongue soon slipped inside of his mouth again, and Ohno could feel Jun’s desperation in its movement across his own tongue and the way it brushed the soft interior of his cheeks.

Although Satoshi was thoroughly distracted by Jun’s mouth, he still noticed his friend’s hands grasp onto his waist again, his thumbs resting just above his hip bones. Aiba’s hands had finally allowed Ohno’s nipples a rest, and were running lightly up and down his ribs instead-it tickled a little, but when Ohno opened his mouth to try to say something or simply laugh, Jun’s tongue only delved inside of him farther.

Jun was such a fantastic kisser. Ohno couldn’t breathe. He tasted like… tasted like Jun but it was so sweet, so delicious it made Ohno tingle inside and-

Leader jumped as Aiba quite firmly groped his ass, pushing his hips sharply into Jun’s crotch. Aiba’s hands lingered there, his fingers curling and squeezing a cheek in both hands, but his lips were still kissing and sucking at the skin between Ohno’s shoulder and neck.

The older man felt something from Jun’s mouth vibrate in his own as Aiba mumbled, seemingly to himself, “Yep, Leader has a nice ass after all…”

The animal lover ran his tongue over to Ohno’s neck again while his hands massaged the short man’s ass quite lewdly.

“Jun-Jun.” Aiba moved his face up farther on Ohno’s collar and let his nose push against the back of Ohno’s ear before he raised his lips to tease it with the air that came out of his mouth as he spoke. “You should definitely feel it, it’s amazing.”

Leader momentarily thought of interjecting, but he felt Aiba remove his hands promptly thereafter and it wasn’t like he really cared anyway. Besides, Jun’s tongue was still leisurely investigating his mouth and the thought of what the younger star’s own would taste like was far more pressing.

Through the light haze that had fallen over his head since Aiba had first kissed him, Ohno felt the hands at his side fumbling. The pressure of one of Jun’s hand disappeared, although the other one was still in place, and a second later Ohno discovered why. Jun’s hand was now grabbing his ass (with some help from Aiba, apparently) but instead of squeezing like the animal lover had, he used the leverage to pull their hips closer together.

Ohno tried to moan again (this time is sort of came out between the little space left open between where Jun’s tongue was pushed inside of his mouth and Leader’s lips) as he felt a tingle from his groin shoot up the rest of his body. In response, Jun rubbed his hips back against Leader, who couldn’t help but thrust his forward as much as was possible.

“Hey! No fair!” Aiba’s playful voice drifted from behind him, although it was still lower than it usually was, and Ohno felt a pair of hands on his hips once more. Masaki was pressed against him again, only this time he was thrusting his hips like Leader had unconsciously, and Ohno could feel the taller man’s erection quite noticeably despite Jun’s palm, which was withdrawn a moment later.

Instead, Jun used both of his hands to pull Aiba closer to him and Leader became effectively trapped and unable to move his hips either way.

Damn, this was torture.

Jun finally ended the kiss, his body still flush against Ohno and his lips wet. The artist wondered if he looked the same and realized that, at some point, he had grasped onto Jun’s shirt again, using the clothing to help him keep his balance.

Ohno still didn’t know what was going on, but he decided to give up trying to figure it out.

“Leader…” Jun gasped as he pushed his hips forward again, his eyes fluttering shut, and Ohno wasn’t sure he’d be able to think of that nickname the same ever again. The way it sounded coming from Jun right now was almost wrong. It was definitely a tone that Ohno had never heard Jun use before, one that was almost begging him for something (although Leader had no idea what).

“Hee hee… Jun-kun’s getting into it after all…” Aiba giggled into Ohno’s ear. “Nee, Jun-kun. Why don’t you take off your clothes?” he continued in a playful voice.

Jun met Aiba’s glance over Ohno’s shoulder through half lidded eyes and stopped his hip movements. He shifted his gaze to look down at Leader for a second, then backed up a step and slowly began to unbutton the vest he had been sporting that night.

Leader tried not to stare. Jun had done exactly as Aiba had asked without a hint of objection. The animal lover brought Ohno tighter against him in something resembling a hug and leaned his head on his captain’s shoulder once again. The two of them watched Jun as he dropped his vest behind him and pulled up his t-shirt, which fell to the same spot.

Obviously avoiding the men watching him, Jun focused instead on unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans before he stepped out of them, leaving all his discarded clothes in a neat pile. The only thing left was his briefs, which Jun hesitated on, his thumbs resting gently beneath the elastic waist and his head still down distractedly. Ohno’s heart sped up at the display and the idol wondered if Aiba was feeling the same or not. Maybe it was just him that found Jun’s naked body absolutely fascinating.

“Jun-kun,” Aiba said scoldingly, although his voice was still light, and Ohno swallowed the saliva that had pooled up in his mouth.

“Aiba… you too…” Jun said quietly, pleadingly. He looked at the taller star again since he couldn’t meet Ohno’s eyes.

“You can watch me in a second, Jun. But you have to finish first.”

The youngest idol turned his head and blushed brightly. He took a deep breath and pushed down his underwear, displaying his full erection to the other two participants.

He tried to rush back to the pair and away from any scrutiny, but Aiba had stopped him with an outstretched hand.

“I said you got to watch me, didn’t I?” he said with a smirk and moved his hands to the waist of Ohno’s pants.

Leader’s eyes darted down in surprise, unsure if Aiba was actually going to do what Ohno thought he was going to do.

He unbuttoned the top of the shorter man’s jeans and slid down the zipper enticingly slowly. Jun had stopped dead in his tracks and was watching the small movements, and Ohno didn’t have the nerve to stop Aiba (not that he would have anyway). Curving his fingers over the top of Ohno’s pants, Aiba slid them down his legs without hesitation, grabbing the boxer shorts along with them.

Ohno thought he heard Jun gulp as the two of them stared at Leader’s cock, which was just as hard as Jun’s, and the older man couldn’t stop a blush from his face. Aiba somehow managed to kick Ohno’s jeans out of the way as the shorter man stumbled, and snuck his own look at Leader by leaning over his shoulder.

When he felt Aiba press his grinning cheek against his and run his hands across Ohno’s hips distractedly, Leader turned his attention to the man behind him.

“Aiba…” he mumbled, his hand rising to touch the side of the animal lover’s head lightly. “Y-you too…” his voice was soft and it was all Ohno could do to make those words heard.

The grip on Ohno’s hips tightened, causing his back to arch slightly, and Aiba mewed “Leader…”

Somehow the older man knew this would be the image in his head the next time Aiba called him that at work.

The miracle boy’s nose burrowed into his neck affectionately and he placed a few kisses in the same spot before motioning Jun over haphazardly with one of his hands.

“Fine, you can hold Leader for a second,” he conceded, giving the shorter man a gentle push. Jun caught him when he tripped a little, bringing Ohno close to his chest. Leader blushed again and turned around as Aiba began pulling down his sweat pants.

Jun’s hand drifted to where Aiba’s had been on his waist, although his grip wasn’t nearly as firm as the animal enthusiast’s had been. He kissed Ohno’s shoulder lightly, unable to restrain himself, before the two of them turned their attention back to the other idol.

Aiba had already tossed his pants and underwear off into the corner and was pulling his shirt over his head. He was clearly unaffected by the fact that he was completely nude with two of his band mates with obvious intentions to exploit the situation.

He smiled brightly at the two of them when his entire body was revealed, completely enthusiastic about the circumstances and lacking any apprehensions that Jun seemed to have about what they were doing. Aiba immediately stepped back to the couple, set on continuing what they had started.

Leader looked up at Aiba’s oblivious smile before shifting his gaze to the shoulder of the man standing in front of him. The animal lover’s face shifted into a more attentive expression when Ohno raised his hand and gently ran his fingers over the dark spots that marred the otherwise light skin.

It was beautiful. Ohno thought it looked like Aiba had been painting something and forgot to clean up what had fallen on him. But as his hand touched the skin it didn’t come off, didn’t smear.

Ohno unconsciously moved to Aiba’s chest directly after, where the thin scar from his surgery streaked across the taller man’s bare skin. After brushing his thumb over it, Leader’s forefinger followed the line gently up to Aiba’s collarbone, fascinated by the smoothness contrasting Aiba’s soft skin.

Fully aware that both Aiba’s and Jun’s full attention was on him, Ohno tentatively leaned forward and pressed his mouth where his finger had been. He wasn’t sure why he did it, he had just been compelled to.

Aiba gulped and ran his hand along the back of Ohno’s head and neck, as if the lack of physical contact was killing him. “Leader, you’re so sexy,” he whispered.

Ohno pulled back enough to look up at Aiba, unsure why he was thinking that. The taller idol gave him another bright smile, his hand still resting in Leader’s hair, and leaned over to kiss him lightly on the cheek.

“Even when you don’t mean to…” Aiba continued before pulling the older man back to him, fusing their lips together in another wet kiss.

Jun released a puff of air against Ohno’s neck, almost a sigh, and pushed his hips into Ohno’s back, his grip on the idol tightening.

Aiba ran his tongue across the corner of Ohno’s mouth before he extracted it to talk. “Nee, Jun-kun? Oh-chan’s sexy, isn’t he?”

Leader blinked up at him, dazed by the kiss and by his friend’s words. He wasn’t sure how anyone would find him sexy. Cute, maybe, but… sexy?

Jun gave a positive mumble behind him, though, and began grinding his hips against Ohno’s ass again. Aiba began to place kisses across Ohno’s face, obviously satisfied with the response, and ran his fingers lightly across Leader’s neck. The older man started warming up again, the halo of pleasure that had fogged his head returning immediately.

“Let’s go to the bed, okay?” Aiba asked, his voice getting lower again, and tugged Leader (and Jun in the process) backwards.

As they got closer, Aiba finally released the smaller man and bounced onto the bed, shuffling back towards the headboard and scooting over so that there was room for the other two. Ohno and Jun stopped immediately and stared at the energetic man; Leader, at least, wasn’t sure he could continue without the direction of Aiba.

The animal lover must have realized this because he motioned for Ohno to join him on the bed, waving his hand towards himself and then patting the mattress. At the action, Jun released Leader’s hips, and so the oldest man stepped forward cautiously with a quick look over his shoulder to Jun.

After he tentatively pushed his knees into the mattress, crawling on his hands towards Aiba, the animal lover held his arms open and called “Leader, come here!”

As soon as the idol was within reach, Aiba grabbed him and tugged Ohno forward so he fell into his chest. The animal lover spared at quick look at Jun, flicking his hand a little in some sort of sign, then turned his attention immediately back to Ohno. Before the older man could recover, Aiba’s hands were at his ass again, petting the smooth skin and squeezing him like he had before.

Ohno heard Jun shuffling around behind him (he hadn’t really seen where the youngest member had gone), but Aiba was holding him too tightly again for Leader to check. The animal lover was leering down at him as he continued groping Ohno, and it was all the older man could do to hold himself upright with his arms in this awkward position.

Suddenly, Aiba picked him up and twisted him dizzily into his lap, forcing Leader to face Jun again, who had returned to the side of his bed with a pump bottle of lube in his hand.

Jun’s eyes were sparkling and his breath was ragged as he looked at Ohno.

“Gimme some of that,” Aiba mumbled, holding out his hand as the other snuck around Ohno’s chest, resting under his arm. Ohno was seated between Aiba’s legs, which were flush against his own, and he could feel his band mate’s erection against his back. He simply watched as Jun pumped out a dollop of lube onto Aiba’s hand, and then as Aiba rubbed his fingers against his palm to spread the oil across it.

Without warning, he dropped his hand and immediately began stroking Leader’s cock.

“Aahhh…” Ohno watched the attention his erection was getting, surprised at the touch even though he had seen it coming.

Aiba gave him a few good pumps, spreading the lube all over the cock, before asking “Does that feel good, Leader?” His forefinger rubbed over the tip, drawing another moan from the smaller man.

Ohno writhed in Aiba’s grip, unable to tear his gaze away from the hand that was causing such pleasure to run through him.

“Go ahead,” Aiba whispered next to his ear and it took Ohno a few seconds to realize that the idol wasn’t talking to him. Leader forced himself to look up and saw that Jun watching him intensely.

The youngest idol slowly leaned forward and crawled toward the pair on the bed. As he got closer, Aiba leaned back to rest his shoulders on the headboard, moving his hand to the outside of Ohno’s hips and reclining the smaller man with him.

Using his own legs in addition to his arms, Aiba propped open Ohno’s thighs, making the older man blush at the sudden exposal; Oh God, Jun could see everything right there between his legs.

Ohno was lying on top of Aiba’s chest, struggling to find something to hold on to, and Jun was eyeing him with lust. The scientist’s hands had moved right behind Ohno’s knees, to pull them up a little farther and support them in the tricky position.

“Go ahead,” Aiba repeated, his head resting next to Leader’s on top of the older man’s shoulder.

Jun, who had paused when Aiba had leaned back, advanced a little farther between Ohno’s legs and gazed up Leader with pleading eyes.

“It is okay?” he asked in a soft voice, looking to the older man for permission.

Satoshi swallowed. Aiba’s hands were tight on his legs, his breath hot on his neck, and Jun’s expression was causing him to forget about anything but the two men engulfing him. He had absolutely no idea that this was what tonight was coming to, but somehow he didn’t think it was a bad thing.

The artist took a shaky breath as Aiba kissed his neck, and forced his voice out.

“Y-yeah…It’s…”

Ohno couldn’t finish, but it turned out he didn’t need to. Jun was already spreading lube on his hand, his eyes never leaving Leader’s, and first coated his own cock. A second later he turned his attention to Ohno’s ass, and the oldest star felt Aiba’s hands slowly begin running teasingly across the inside of his thigh again. He shivered at the intimate movement, and his eyes fluttered closed as he felt Jun’s hands spreading his ass cheeks.

Jun’s finger finally began pressing at his hole and Ohno couldn’t help but tense up a little. He opened his eyes again to watch the younger man leaning over him and shivered again at the tickling sensation on his inner thighs. Jun pushed his finger in a little farther; the younger’s hair was falling across his forehead, unkempt from lack of attention.

Ohno struggled to keep his hips from wiggling as Jun pressed completely inside of him. Aiba was still stroking the side of his legs, making him squirm, and had begun to kiss the side of Leader’s head.

“Remember you have to put at least two fingers in there…” Aiba commented, completely distracted by the man sitting in his lap.

Jun gave him a scoff, and mumbled “I know, God…” in return. He pulled out his forefinger enough to add a second digit and began forcing them back into Leader.

Ohno started to tense up once more at Jun’s ministrations, despite trying to force himself not to and the effort that Aiba was putting in to keeping his body heated.

“Sorry…” the small idol mumbled quietly, and Jun sent him a look that said he shouldn’t be and that he was annoyed that Ohno was even thinking something like that. He leaned forward and kissed Ohno lightly on the lips, barely moving the hand that was still at his ass.

The younger idol pulled back again, taking Ohno’s cock in his other fist, and began to stroke him up and down before he pushed his fingers in any farther.

“Leader, is it okay?” Jun asked with a sultry look, rubbing him thumb over the head of Ohno’s erection.

The older man gasped at the action, his face flushed, and immediately felt Jun’s fingers slip deep inside of him as he loosened up.

“That’s it, Leader…” Aiba whispered in his ear, nuzzling it with his nose before kissing his neck again.

Ohno continued to look at Jun, who was intently watching the fingers that were now pressed as far inside Leader as far they could. The younger man was still stroking his cock (Ohno felt like his blood was on fire), and his head was slowly drifting downward.

After a second of staring at Ohno’s erection, Jun stuck out his tongue and ran it over the head cautiously, stroking the rest of the shaft with his hand.

Ohno let out a wavering low moan, and felt Aiba suddenly snap to attention underneath him, whispering “Fuck…” breathily at the scene the younger participant was making.

Jun took Ohno farther into his mouth at the encouragement and drove his fingers roughly into Leader’s ass. The older man cried out again, thrusting his hips up without being able to help himself, and Ohno’s eyes squeezed shut.

“St-stop…” he whimpered, trying to throw his head backward. When Leader met resistance, he twisted it instead, pressing closer to Aiba, who began kissing him again. Ohno released another of the same deep faltering moan and gripped onto Aiba’s hips underneath him for stability, the bigger man forcing their lips together for a brief but heavy kiss.

Jun withdrew his mouth from the erection, but continued to pump his fist in a drawn out motion. He moved his eyes to Ohno as he writhed in front of him, lips released by Aiba a moment earlier, and then to the animal lover, as if asking for a go ahead.

Aiba spared him a look out of the corner of his eye, and nodded as Ohno leaned his head against him once more, panting heavily.

Jun pushed himself into a kneeling position, drawing Leader’s distracted interest again, and hovered over the other two men, supporting himself on one hand while the other grabbed onto his own cock and lead it to Ohno’s stretched ass.

Meanwhile, Aiba’s hands fell back to Ohno’s knees. He lifted them up and back a little bit, giving Jun better access to the man in between them.

Now that Jun’s mouth wasn’t distracting him anymore, Ohno turned his full attention to the young body on top of him. As he began to enter the smaller man, Jun let out a sharp gasp, his mouth hanging open in an expression of ecstasy. Ohno’s own lips parted in heated passion as he felt his ass stretch even further than Jun had with his fingers, but most of the warmth rushing through his body was simply due to the noises that the younger man was making.

“Ahh… Leader… it’s... Oh God…” Jun’s shiver was obvious from the way his head was twisting, and his eyes were fluttering shut. He was pushing in slowly, the bliss of the action evident on his face.

When he was fully inside, his hips pressed all the way forward, Jun had to arch his back to complete his entry. He grabbed Ohno’s legs and lifted them up farther, using them as leverage as he finally finished adjusting to Leader’s tightness and began to fuck him.

“Oh!” Ohno’s entire body twitched at the sudden jolt that Jun sent through him.

Aiba’s hands moved from Leader’s legs, where Jun was now grabbing them, and rested on the older man’s thin hips, grasping tightly to keep him in place on top of him as the smaller body shook with Jun’s thrusts. Ohno could feel his neck being kissed again as he struggling to keep balance on top of Aiba with his own hands on the body underneath him.

Ohno’s breaths were coming in gasps as he stared at Jun’s parted lips, which were calling out his name. His first name.

“Satoshi… ah, Satoshi…”

Another shock of pleasure made Ohno’s body begin to shake uncontrollably, his own mouth open in a silent cry. The younger idol wasn’t holding back at all; he was thrusting forward heavily, with all the energy he had, and Leader felt passion almost oozing into his own body.

Pleasure was rushing to his face. He never imagined something like this felt so good-- he felt like he was going to burst.

His cheeks were flushed from Jun’s cock inside of him and Aiba was kissing his neck and there were hands on his waist, fluttering close to his own cock but not touching him… Ohno thought he was going to go crazy.

“Aiba…chan…” Leader let out between thrusts, trying to convey to his friend to stop teasing him for fuck’s sake. His tone ended up a little more pleading than that, though.

In response, Aiba let out a low moan next to his neck and mumbled “Oh-chan…” in a heavy voice.

The hands still didn’t move to Leader’s attention-starved erection, though; instead a few of Aiba’s fingers reached past them to lightly touch his balls.

Leader couldn’t prevent himself from letting out another moan, since Jun’s thrust entered him again at the same time. “Please… ahhh…”

The heat was continuing to build up behind his face, he could feel the nerves of his nipples even though they weren’t being touched, he was going to come soon, Oh God, he was going to come.

Aiba knew, though, and he promptly lifted up his hand to stroke Leader’s cock. The older man threw back his head again, as much as he could, and began gasping loudly. Aiba ground his thumb into the head of his erection and Ohno came with a strangled moan. Almost simultaneously Jun call out “Leader!” particularly forcefully.

Jun’s froze over the top of his body, and Ohno somehow forced his eyes to focus on the younger idol, the pulses of the orgasm evident on the younger man’s face.

After a second of silence, Jun’s eyes blinked open too, and stare down at Ohno as if he’s just realized what they were doing. He released Leader’s legs, allowing them to fall to the mattress underneath them, and then Jun fell forward and buried his head in Leader’s chest, red from either the passion they had been caught up in a moment ago or simple embarrassment.

Ohno let his eyes drift shut, still feeling some of the aftermath of his orgasm. He continued to sense Aiba’s body underneath him, stiff cock and all, and Leader vaguely wondered what would happen next.

Aiba cleared his throat nervously, causing Jun to raise his head and Ohno to turn his.

“Oh…chan?” His voice was almost nervous, like he was asking for a favor. His fingers were back on Ohno’s stomach and he was massaging little circles there.

Leader couldn’t focus. He promptly started to feel sleepy, but he could feel Masaki’s face against his and it was so warm.

“Oh-chan, can I…too?”

It took Leader a second to realize what Aiba was asking for. Jun was still inside him, but he wasn’t hard like he was before. Ohno’s ass twinged a little, but Aiba’s voice was anxious and soft in his ear.

And Leader could never say no to Masaki.

“I…I…Y-yeah…” Ohno struggled with his vocal cords, which were shaky because of his orgasm. “Yeah,” he repeated after swallowing, with a slightly steadier voice.

“Oh-chan… thank you,” Aiba said sincerely and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Ohno held back a smile because he wasn’t sure it would fit into the situation and besides, it would be too much effort anyway.

But Aiba didn’t move and Ohno didn’t move and Jun didn’t move. The youngest was looking at Aiba again with a bewildered expression.

Aiba sighed affectionately and motioned to him. “Jun, you lay back on the bed.”

The idol complied, pushing himself up on his knees from Ohno’s chest and withdrawing his member from inside of the older man. He gently fell backwards, keeping his head up awkwardly so he could see if he had made a mistake in his positioning. His legs were tucked to either side of the pair opposite him, since there wasn’t quite enough room on the bed otherwise.

Next, the miracle boy pushed up gently on Ohno’s hips. “Leader, lean over the top of him on your hands and knees.”

Slightly less fluid than Jun, since his ass was stiff and his position on top of Aiba was weird, Ohno also sat up and followed the scientist’s direction, positioning himself over the younger member. He rested his slim hands above his comrade’s shoulders and placed his knees on either side of his waist, switching their positions so that Aiba now had a full view of his ass.

Ohno looked at the miracle boy over his shoulder, also checking to see if his pose was correct. Aiba smiled encouragingly at him and pushed himself up, then promptly grabbed one of the presented ass cheeks.

“I promise I’ll be quick Leader, thank you, thank you,” he mumbled, his other hand joining the first to spread Ohno apart and reveal his loose entrance.

Preparing himself for Aiba entering him, Ohno turned back to look at Jun underneath him. The younger man was still staring at Ohno with lust filled eyes, although they were only half open now and had a sense of dazed satisfaction.

Jun lifted one of his hands and ran it over Ohno’s jaw lightly, drawing his fingers across the soft skin and then eventually to his mouth. Leader automatically opened his lips a little, and Jun tentatively touched his forefinger to the wetness revealed between them.

Meanwhile, Aiba had temporarily abandoned his ass and was doing something else that Ohno wasn’t paying attention to. He mumbled something again about he would be quick, he was so hard, before he felt Aiba pressing as his entrance again, as Jun had done previously.

Ohno’s eyes fluttered shut, Jun’s fingers still in his mouth, and he let out a groan as Aiba forced his cock into him without any warning. He was big, bigger than Jun, and Ohno could feel his ass stretching again just like before.

“Fuck, fuck, Leader you’re so tight even though Jun just fucked you, G-God…” Aiba’s barely coherent comment was followed up by a moan of his own, his hands tightly gripping onto Ohno’s waist as he slowly pushed his entire erection inside the smaller man.

The passion that Ohno had thought disappeared after his orgasm a minute ago came back full force, although it seemed like he was feeling it through a cloud now. He thought his head was moving back and forth, but he wasn’t sure. The only thing he really knew was that as Aiba thrust into him impatiently he slid across the same spot that Jun had been hitting and it still felt good.

“Ah, you’re so wet, Jun’s cum’s still inside you…” Aiba’s thrusts were more desperate than the other idol’s had been, probably because he didn’t want to use Ohno more than he had to. He was barely pulling out halfway before pounding back in again, and the heat was quickly returning to Ohno’s limbs, making his arms shake with the weight Aiba was pulling behind his attacks.

Ohno wasn’t sure what had happened, but suddenly he felt his nipples being pulled at again, and he moaned, how could he not moan?

He was going to come again.

Leader wasn’t sure if he’s accidently let the words out of his mouth or if Jun could simply read his mind, but a moment later the younger idol reiterated what Ohno’s body was telling him.

“Aiba, Leader’s going to come again.” Ohno pried open his eyes to gaze down at Jun, who was staring up at his face intently, his hands pulling harder at his nipples, twisting them between his fingers.

“Leader’s gonna come again?” Aiba repeated through labored breaths and immediately slowed down his thrusts, instead painfully sliding his cock inside inches at a time. That almost made Leader cry out again. “Okay, I’ll go slower, then…”

What?

One of Jun’s hands had moved to his cock, the other still playing teasingly with a nipple, and he began stroking Leader’s almost-hard erection again, leisurely, to match Aiba’s sudden change of pace.

A shiver racked his body and the smallest man was immediately responding to the teasing of his two friends. Ohno’s mouth dropped open in a silent objection, his eyes squeezed shut, and he thought that he just wanted to be fucked.

“N-no…” Ohno gasped out and it took all of the consciousness he had left to mumble out that simple word. His body was tingling and he couldn’t tell what was happening to him, he felt something like an orgasm coming, but it wasn’t as intense as it was a minute ago, it was like he was trying to force the pleasure that had settled in his stomach out through his cock.

“God…”

Leader wasn’t sure who had said that, it sounded like Jun, but maybe it was him, he had no idea.

Someone was touching his lips again, pushing them apart and thrusting fingers into his mouth, and more hands were on his hips and someone was stroking his cock, but his nipples were still hot.

There were too many hands. He was losing track of which man was doing what to him.

Aiba’s thrusts had sped up a little, but not enough to force the warmth building up inside of Ohno out.

He needed-

“H-harder-“ Ohno choked, sucking in a loud breath of air as his nipple was pulled particularly firmly and Aiba buried himself deep inside of him again.

“Fuck, Leader, fuck fuck fuck I can’t I’m going to come-“

“No, Aiba, make Leader come again-“

Suddenly, the miracle boy’s thrusts paused, deep inside of Ohno, and he was breathing labouredly behind him. “One second, please…”

Ohno took a few deep breaths of his own while Masaki rested his head lightly on his back, causing Leader’s arms to shake even more than they were because of the extra weight.

“I want to come with you, Leader,” Aiba whispered, still obviously out of breath. A few seconds of silence passed, broken by the two of them gasping for air, and Jun’s hands were wandering lightly across Ohno’s stomach and hips.

Aiba sighed and pushed himself back up.

“Okay, Leader. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to stand tomorrow.”

Before Ohno could respond to the statement, Aiba had pulled out of him and thrust back in brutally, causing Leader’s whole body to shift forward a few inches.

Aiba’s cock hit his prostate hard and Leader moaned again, throwing his head back.

“Come for me Leader, please-“ Aiba said in a strangled voice, thrusting in as forcefully as he thought Ohno could take.

“Leader,” Jun said in a throaty voice underneath him, joining Aiba in encouraging him towards his orgasm.

But Ohno was already lost again in his daze of pleasure, unsure of anything that was happening to him or the way his body was acting, just that it all felt so good.

His eyes squeezed shut again as a hand began stroking his cock again and Leader felt his whole body begin to shake, his back arching as much as it could in his current position.

“Leader, I’m going to come…!” Aiba gasped as he thrust again, and all Ohno could do was let out a blissful Ahhh.

Pleasure was coursing through his whole body and he was shaking violently, only held up due to his locked elbows, and he felt dizzy, like he was falling, but it all felt so good.

Aiba collapsed on top of him, and Ohno fell on top of Jun in turn, all three of them with labored panting.

The captain tried to focus despite the weight of his co-worker pressing down on him, his lack of breath, and the ecstasy that was slowing draining out of his body.

“Leader…” Aiba mumbled sleepily, but obviously full of joy, his cheek resting against Ohno’s upper back. “That was good, we came at the same time…” Lips pressed to the oldest man’s shoulder blade and he couldn’t bring himself to either push Aiba off his back or turn his head away from where it was laid against Jun’s collarbone. “You came all over Jun-tan’s stomach…”

After a content silence had begun to fall over them, the air full of sex and exhaustion, Jun said in a shy voice, “Aiba…? I can’t move…”

The addressed animal lover chuckled, but managed to get himself off of the other two and sat against the headboard again.

Jun gently pushed Ohno, who couldn’t move past blinking his sleepy eyes, off of him, turning him carefully over onto his back, and reached over to pick up a box of tissues which had been conveniently kept next to the bed.

“Jun-chan, we can stay over, right?” Aiba asked with an evident yawn. Jun was wiping cum off of Ohno’s stomach; the older man’s eyes were barely able to stay open, he certainly was in no condition to clean himself up.

“Of course,” Jun said with a mildly surprised expression, as if he never would have considered anything else.

“Oh good,” Aiba replied and slid down onto the mattress, stretching his bare legs out next to where Jun was leaning over Ohno. “We can cuddle.” A content smile was plastered onto his face and it was obvious that he was exhausted too.

Just a moment later, though, Aiba pushed himself up and helped Jun pull Ohno towards the middle of the bed and right next to him, making sure that the older man, barely conscious, got comfortable.

There was room on the bed for Jun on the other side of Leader, and Aiba brought Ohno a little closer against him, their bare skin emitting a comforting warmth, while he waited for Jun to finish his makeshift cleaning session and return to them.

Suddenly Aiba sat up on the bed, drawing only a minutely interested look from Ohno. “Oh, I forgot!” He looked around startled, then crawled over Ohno and darted across the room into the kitchen.

Aiba returned a few seconds later, just as Jun was getting ready to climb into the bed, wearing the festive Santa hat he’d been sporting earlier. He looked mildly ridiculous, since he wasn’t wearing anything else.

A small smile tilted Ohno’s lips at the sight, even though he was on the verge of sleep.

“Merry Christmas, Ohno! I hope you liked your present!” Aiba said cheerfully as he approached the bed and leaned over the older man. Jun also turned and gave him a warm look.

Ohno smile grew and he nodded slowly.

Aiba climbed back over him and snuggled up next to his shoulder, then pulled Ohno beside him so that they were spooning with Ohno’s back to Aiba’s chest. Leader managed to look over his shoulder and shared a mutual affectionate look with his miracle boy.

Jun crawled into the bed next to them and Ohno turned what was left of his attention to the younger idol. Jun’s expression was shy, but he didn’t break eye contact with Ohno, and after a moment leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Leader’s lips.

Ohno gave him a smile too, and finally let his eyes slip shut. He could feel Aiba’s even breaths at his back and his hands wrapped tightly around his waist, while Jun was gently touching his face again, their legs entangled under the blanket that the younger had thrown over them a second ago.

Yes, this was certainly one of the better Christmas presents that Ohno had ever gotten.

But he still hoped that Nino or Sho remembered the fishing pole.

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A/N:

THREESOME TAIM

This is a Christmas present for yarukizero. When I was grilling her for what she wanted, I threatened to write 'a filthy Arashi threesome' if she didn't tell. She said something like 'that sounds good.'

Aiba/Ohno/Jun was her request. I think it turned out well.

And... I'm ashamed to say there is a sequel coming... yarukizero suggest it and since I love her so much I couldn't say no...

Hope you enjoyed it! Comments and criticism are always welcome. ^.^