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Ben sat alone in the living room while the others were putting away the table. Usually, he’d try to help out, but he was digesting that idea and having a break from their faces was a good call. Unfortunately, Klaus sat right beside him as soon as the dishes were into the washing machine. And his stupid long hands were on Ben’s thigh.

“Are you still thinking about it?” Ben opened his mouth to answer, but shut up when Klaus pressed down his thigh. “I think you’re just pretending to think not to agree too fast.” Klaus smiled at him and Ben couldn’t help but smirk. Klaus. In response, got his hand even higher on his leg and he could feel Ben tensing up a bit.

“Wait, Five is–”

“I’m right here.” Five was, indeed, sitting across them in his armchair. Again. This time he had a cigarette in hands, ready to light it up. Ben looked at him, clearly unsure, and got a reassuring smile back. “Why don’t you guys start small? Would it be better like this?” Ben nodded shily. “How about some kissing?" 

"Or a handjob?” Klaus whispered far too close to Ben’s ear and, when his friend turned to him, ready to complain, Klaus gave him a peck.

They stared at each other for a second and Ben understood that was as far as Klaus would go without Ben making a move. He could hear the sound of Five’s lighter and he knew he was watching. Klaus’ fingers were dancing on the inside of Ben’s thigh and that was the only thing that gave away that Klaus, too, was nervous.

“Fuck it.” Ben mumbled before pulling Klaus for a kiss. He felt his friend giggling inside his mouth and he wanted to bite him, but at the same time the idea of kissing him in front of his boyfriend was a lot more exciting than he wanted to admit it being.

And kissing Klaus was just as good as he recalled. The way he’d hum into it, or how he made sure to tug his head against Ben’s hold on his hair on purpose, or the way his hands explored what was at reach. Ben knew he’d get breathless fast, he knew Klaus had this kind of effect. He just didn’t know he’d need a break so fast, as the silent presence of Five was too palpable and he needed to know if it was any good.

“You good?” Klaus asked, keeping their faces close enough for their noses to touch. Ben nodded.

“Good.” Five hummed from his chair and Ben knew he was having a drag from his cigarette by the sound of it. “You think you can go further, Ben?”

This time, he looked away from Klaus, who gave him enough space to do so, and towards Five, who smiled kindly at him. Ben was sure to have his face flushed, but seeing his friend also rocked a pair of pinkish cheeks made him feel a bit reassured. If anything, Ben was worried he’d get carried away and end up upsetting Five. Fucking Klaus would be easy, in front of Five was the hard part.

“Can I have one of those?” Ben asked and Five passed him the cigarette case.

As Ben lit up his own cigarette, Klaus kept snuggling himself against his neck and kissing him lightly there. And even if he was trying to act cool about it, Ben couldn’t help but close his eyes a bit to feel it. He even let out that ridiculous little moan and Five beamed from his place.

“I most definitely like this.” Five hummed again and Ben kept his eyes closed not to look at him. “We can stop anytime you feel like it is too much, Ben,”

“If it’s bad for you too.” Ben interrupted and the couple exchanged a fond smile.

“I know.” Ben finally looked at him and he was so embarrassed that Five had to hold back on commenting on it. “I trust you.” But not on getting him even more uncomfortable.

Ben was really bad at heartfelt chats.

“Why is no one talking about stopping if I get too overwhelmed?” Klaus got the spotlight and Ben was so glad he had an excuse to look away from Five.

“You’re too into it, love.” Five huffed.

“It’s all over your face.” Ben agreed.

“Fuck you.” Klaus rolled his eyes, but bit his lips as he looked back at Ben with sharp eyes. “At least I’m not the one with a hard on after a bit of kissing." 

Ben could feel his cheeks heating up, especially as Klaus’ hand got between his legs to feel him up. Those stupid long fingers dancing around the volume in his pants and that stupid large smile on his face as Ben breathed in sharply.

Klaus hummed, almost singing, at his expression. And at the low, almost inaudible sound Five let out at the sight. 

"What do you say, Ben?” Five had his eyes on the way Klaus played with his groin, on the way Ben opened up his legs even without realizing. “Can he give you a handjob-”

“A blowjob.” Klaus corrected. “I wanna give him a blowjob.” And smiled brightly at the way the other two huffed around the room. “God, and you guys have the audacity to say I am the one who’s too into it?” He grabbed Ben more assertively and looked back at Five, who had a pretty visible hard on. “You both are almost wetting your pants at this.”

i did redraw of my old klive comic with car smut back to roots, klive aliveeeeeeee

we have a full set now ❤🧡💛💚💙💜

illustrations commissioned by the lovely @cultleaderklaus for her story The Fools’ Journey ❤