#dewtherain

Rain heard the shower cut off and squirmed. He was in a Lustful mood and had been waiting for Dew to get done. It had been some time since he and Dew had been intimate. He understood why, but he craved it like he was starving. He crawled down to the end of the bed and knelt there, hands on his knees, looking subservient in the way he knew Dew liked. this should get his attention, Rain thought, lowering his gaze as the door lock clicked and steam came billowing out from the bathroom.

He didn't chance a look up, knowing that would cancel out what he was trying to accomplish. But he could imagine Dew's glistening skin still dappled with water, long hair tangled around his horns waiting to be combed out, and the biggest towel they had fixed around his waist. Dew was alright with showing his chest, since the scars were healing well. But exposing himself below the belt, even to his sub, at times was still too much.

Rain's inner visions swirled and transformed to memories of past encounters, and it made his cock twitch. Still looking down, though, all he could see were Dew's feet when they stopped in front of him. He watched his toes curl into the carpet, and listened to him exhale. Only silence followed. nope, he said to himself, resigned, not gonna be tonight, i guess.

Then the towel hit the floor.

Dew tilted Rain's chin up gently, guiding his gaze to his face as he shook back his hair. Rain was very conscious of the effort it took to keep his eyes up, because Dew fully naked was a rare thing nowadays. As badly as he wanted to see his Dom in all his unholy glory, he had to behave. His patience would be rewarded.

Dew smirked at him, blue eyes shining. "You got something on your mind?" Rain shivered at his voice, the deeper register it had now because of the hormones. His ears still didn't always expect it, and it was so delicious to hear it laced with seduction.

"i do," he responded quietly. "if you're in the mood for it, i would love to taste you." Rain had learned to be straightforward, especially about sex and his own desires. If he hadn't, his shyness would've prevented him from getting anything at all. Better to push through and say it.

It was Dew's turn to shudder. It was true, what Rain proposed didn't happen often, but he knew how good Rain was at it. He also knew it was one of Rain's favorite acts, his go-to when it came to pleasing and servicing his partners. It had been a good day, mentally and emotionally, and Dew felt comfortable enough with his still female-coded lower body to allow this. In fact, the thought of Rain's dark eyes looking up from between his thighs...

"You can have it, beloved," he said, leaning in for emphasis with a deep, passion-filled kiss.

Rain's hands flexed, itching with the desire to touch. He fought to keep them in place until he was given leave, squeezing his own thighs instead. Dew wasn't oblivious to it.

"Go ahead, Rain," he said, stepping even closer. "Use your hands too."

"thank you," Rain breathed out, lifting his hands to caress the backs of Dew's thighs, trailing upwards with a light touch. It made Dew shiver again, and Rain couldn't help smiling. He continued, moving his hands around to grab at Dew's hips. He massaged at the creases where hip and thigh meet with his thumbs, his breath getting heavy with anticipation. But his eyes stayed on Dew's face, as challenging as that was. He felt a whine rise in his throat.

"can i look at you? please?" He whispered his plea, trying not to also pout. Dew breathed hard through his nose and nodded. Rain said his thanks, and was very controlled, dropping his eyes slowly. From Dew's eyes to his mouth, his throat, watching him swallow. Then his chest, the scars faded to a soft pink beneath his pierced nipples. Over his flat stomach, where a delicate, tantalizing line of hair had sprouted below his navel, trailing down his pelvis. And finally, his mons, the hair there trimmed into a neat strip, a habit Dew was sometimes less meticulous with since starting the hormones. Tonight, though, apparently he'd decided to do so.

"you're beautiful, Dew." Rain still whispered, his words almost a paean. He watched as a blush spread over Dew's entire body that still trembled under his gaze, clear signs he was getting very aroused. Rain began to trace that crease with his fingers, slowly edging towards more sensitive flesh.

"Don't be a tease." Dew's voice was approaching a growl. "Either touch me or don't." He needed something to happen before he lost his nerve.

Rain, ever an obedient sub, made his choice. His fingers sought and found Dew's clit, already stiffening, and worked it in quick circles. It had grown a bit from the hormones already, and was just as sensitive as ever. His other hand snaked up Dew's spine to right between his shoulder blades and pulled him closer. Rain nuzzled into the crook of his neck, listening to Dew start to pant.

"Why do you still have fucking clothes on?" Dew muttered between his labored breaths, as he feverishly worked to open Rain's pants. Rain started to move his hands to help, until, "Don't fucking stop. Don't you dare," menaced out through clenched teeth. In his state, Dew still fumbled with belt and button and zipper, but finally managed to free Rain's intimidating erection, and started stroking it.

"thank you," Rain said again, this time engaging his vocal chords. "i love when you touch me."

Another smirk tugged up Dew's lips. "Who wouldn't want to touch this?" He gave the thick shaft a hard squeeze. "Ten outta ten."

Rain chuckled and shook his head. Looking him in the face again, his hand between Dew's thighs slowed with the distraction. "you love that joke, ever since you measured it the one time. it's so silly."

Dew fully grinned. "It's accurate. And I love it."

"i know you do -- oh." Rain's voice turned husky as Dew's hand started to move faster. He could do nothing else than respond in kind, and a strangled moan was his reward. He shifted his hand's position, placing the pad of his thumb on the sensitive nub instead and probing two fingers further to circle Dew's entrance, finding it was getting wet. Sometimes the hormones made that difficult, but it didn't seem that way now. Rain knew better than to attempt penetration unless he was told to, but Dew gasping in his ear was encouraging.

"Fuck, yes!" Dew cried out, teeth clenching again and hips jerking forward. His free hand gripped Rain's shirt at the shoulder, gathering the fabric in his fist. "You're still wearing clothes."

"you told me not to stop. that makes it a little difficult to get undressed."

"Fine," Dew huffed. "Be quick." He backed up a step as Rain stood and tugged his shirt over his head with one hand. In the moment his face was covered, Dew dragged his pants and boxers down to his ankles for him. And he stared.

Rain was taller, but also thin, like he was. It wasn't the first time Dew felt a pang of Envy that he didn't look like that. His hips flared just a little too much, and of course there was the more obvious issue of his genitals. Top surgery had helped, the hormone therapy helped, and maybe someday the rest of him would match too. He scowled and tried to literally shake the thoughts from his mind; he could admire Rain without being jealous. He could have this pleasure without the dysphoria.

"you okay?" Rain asked, eyes filled with concern even as he lazily, subconsciously, touched himself.

"Yeah, it's fine. I didn't tell you you could do that."

Rain immediately put his hands behind his back, mirroring the way Dew stood sometimes. Having Rain obey so readily brought Dew back into the moment. Even the smirk returned.

"Good boy," he praised, to which Rain whimpered in response. "I want those hands back on me instead."

"yes, Dew, thank you." Rain stepped aside as Dew climbed onto the bed, lying down on his back and spreading his legs. He hadn't revoked the permission to look. And so Rain did, focusing on that glisten of moisture as he slid his hands up those spread limbs. "you look so good, i want you on my mouth." His voice was hushed again, and between words he grazed kisses on Dew's inner thighs. He saw the movement as Dew clenched, causing a fresh bead of fluid to escape. "you're already wet, i can see it. i can smell it. by the Morningstar, Dew, please..."

"I said touch me." The waver in Dew's voice further betrayed how turned on he was, and Rain was so tempted to just lick. But he was going to be good, and wait. As his fingers again made contact, Dew added hurriedly, "Not inside. Not yet."

"i won't," Rain promised. "not until you tell me." Instead he teased at the opening again, stroking just between the folds. With his other arm crooked and resting on Dew's hip and pelvis, he used that thumb to again rub his clit, with more pressure and vigor this time.

Dew's back arched, pushing his head against the pillows. The sheets were clamped in his fists and he started moaning. So much of the time he denied himself, because even touch from his partners wasn't okay, no matter how much he longed for it. But he'd always hit a point when he was just too needy, so pent up that he didn't care anymore. This was one of those times, and every single one of Rain's touches was pleasure almost to the point of overwhelming.

Within moments Rain's fingers were coated, to say nothing of Dew's inner lips. He yearned for that first taste, for the feel of the soft, tender skin under his lips and tongue. "Dew please," he begged, breathing hard. "please can i taste you?? Dew i need you, please!"

"So desperate..." Dew panted out, unclear if he was only talking about Rain. "Yes, beloved. Taste me."

With a loud groan, Rain removed his hands, wrapping them under Dew's thighs instead, and dove in. His tongue pressed and then swept against the opening, his proud nose stroking against Dew's clit. The taste was better than he remembered, and all the sensory input had his cock jumping beneath him, smearing his pre-cum into the bedsheets.

Dew shook almost violently, his neglected nerves exploding with pleasure. He couldn't even manage full moans anymore, just clipped, animalistic grunts and whines. Without thinking, his hands released the sheets and instead grabbed one horn and one fistful of soft, fluffy dark hair, pulling at it while simultaneously pushing his sub's face harder against him.

Rain could moan, though, and did. Loudly, from deep in his chest, covering Dew in vibration as he also rutted against the mattress. Dew found his own voice again and echoed the muffled sound, bending his knees and thrusting his hips upwards. More, he needed more.

"Suck me," he barked out.

Rain groaned again, bringing his mouth to cover Dew's clit, suckling and lapping at it with abandon. He reveled in the sounds Dew made, how loud he was getting, how he snarled and thrashed like a man possessed. Increasing the pressure, he drew Dew's labia into his mouth as well and then pulled back, letting it slide out before going back to sucking.

When Dew got this excited, his already enlarged clit swelling further and firming up with Rain's lips tight around it, it was almost closer to what he imagined having his cock sucked would feel like. That thought, the sensation of it being almost right, was euphoric and drove him wild. And as always Rain was so good. His hips bucked and his limbs flailed, and he was right there.

"Rain, Rain fuck! One Below, Fuckdon'tstopI'mgonnafuckincum!!" The words rushed together, but Rain already knew. He didn't stop. He didn't change a thing. Just vocalized his appreciation and let Dew tumble over that threshold.

A scream ripped from Dew's throat as more juices flowed from him, and Rain dipped lower once more, making a mess of his mouth and chin. He waited to withdraw until he was sure Dew's wave had crested, till he heard hoarse panting and the undulation of Dew's hips slowed.

He pulled his face away just enough to start to catch his breath. Then extended his tongue for one last, long lick, one more taste to savor. It was enough to trigger another immediate aftershock orgasm for Dew, and Rain laughed with the pure joy of it all. A barely audible, "Good boy," drifted to Rain's ears and he smiled with Pride to himself. His needs could wait, his Dom was happy with him.

"Well well well," came a familiar voice from behind him. It was Rain's turn to smirk as he glanced over his shoulder.

"Æther-my-love, i'm sorry you missed it."

"Me too. Heard our little Dewdrop all the way downstairs in the kitchen. You got him good, Rainy-boy."

"You two are really gonna talk about me like I'm not right here." Dew propped himself up on his elbows, cheeks flush and eyes glazed over, still lightly panting with a few stray tears running down his face. He'd tried to sound annoyed, but it came out almost petulant.

"Never, my love." Æther's words were heavy with growing desire. "I just want to know if you're ready for more."

Dew groaned in feigned exasperation and flopped back down onto the bed. Æther rolled his eyes and came closer, discarding his clothes as he did.

When he reached the bed, naked as the other two, he ran a finger along Rain's spine, eliciting a shudder and a giggle. Rain looked up at him and Æther's pupils dilated in amusement.

"You got a string there, Rainy. From your lips to his." He swiped at it with his thumb, then dragged that digit vertically down Rain's lower lip.

Rain only shrugged. "i'm not surprised. he's made quite the mess." He shot a playful nip as Æther withdrew his hand.

Æther returned the smirk from earlier. "So I see. He let you cum yet?"

"nuh-uh," Rain shook his head and humped at the bed for emphasis.

"Dew, you're cruel."

"He's my sub, Æther." Dew had draped an arm over his eyes, hoping the wetness of them hadn't been noticed. "I can do with him what I please. And you're a good boy, Rain, waiting till you're told."

"thank you." The praise, Dew's taste and scent, the denial, all combined to send Rain right back to subspace. He nuzzled soft and serene against Dew's thigh.

Climbing onto the bed, Æther sat Dew up for a moment, positioning himself behind him, then reclining him back again, Dew's head coming to rest on his plush belly. Dew smiled and purred, turning his face to one side and mirroring Rain's nuzzling.

Æther began smoothing his hand over Dew's hair. "I was serious, Dewdrop. You good to go again?"

Dew's blue eyes opened and he looked up. His voice was quiet when he spoke. "I think so."

"Good." Æther saw the tears but didn't let on. He caressed Dew's cheek with one finger, then jerked his head at Rain. "How 'bout you, Rainy, how's your jaw?"

Rain's dark eyes sparkled. "i could go for another helping."

It was early. Rain didn't expect Dew to be awake. But as he cracked open the door to their suite, he saw Dew sitting up in bed. He had a hoodie on, which wasn't as normal as it once had been. After his top surgery he'd felt less need to hide. Of course Rain knew there'd been trouble, they all did, and besides he'd been the one to clean up the bathroom the day before.

"hey," he whispered as he gently closed the door.

"Hey." Dew whispered back without looking up. He was rapidly tapping the fingertips of his left hand against his thumb. Practicing fingering patterns without his guitar, Rain realized when he got closer. It seemed almost unconscious.

"are you okay?" Rain asked, perching on the edge of the bed. Æther was on his side, facing Dew, eyes closed and breathing soft and slow. He had a hand on Dew's thigh, keeping tabs even in his sleep.

Dew shrugged and still didn't look up. "Been better. Slept for shit."

"do you need to talk?"

Dew turned to look at the sleeping Ghoul beside him, panic in his throat. "Should wait for Æth to wake up."

That sounded serious. "alright. what do you need from me right now?"

The words stung Dew's eyes. Even after all this time having Rain as his claimed sub, the way he always knew the right thing to say, the right way to ask. Anyone caring for him, Dew struggled with. But Rain was special. He'd known it immediately. That's why he'd chosen him.

"Jus' hold me," he grumbled out, raising the blankets and laying down. Rain climbed in, laying on his side to mirror Æther and sliding an arm under the pillow to cradle Dew's neck. Instead of staying on his back, Dew turned to face Rain and clung to him, burying his face between Rain's neck and the bed.

"shhh, i'm here Dew. i'm right here." He gently ran his hand over Dew's back, letting the Soothing qualities of his Element flow from him and over his Dom. Before long Dew's breathing slowed and softened and he was asleep. Rain didn't move, didn't want to. Dew needed the rest.

Æther stirred after a bit, slitting open his eyes and moving close to Dew again, his arm going around Dew's waist, his legs curving themselves to fit behind Dew's. He peered at Rain through his sleep haze.

"Hey Rainy-boy."

"hey, Æther-my-love," Rain whispered back. "Dew's asleep."

"Good. He needs it." Despite that, Æther nuzzled Dew's hair softly.

"we were waiting for you to wake up, but now we need to wait for him."

Æther sighed. "He won't be ready regardless. Doesn't matter how long we wait..."

"is it that bad?"

"He thinks so. And his feelings are most important right now."

"poor Dew..." Rain held him tighter, and in his sleep Dew snuggled into his chest. Behind Dew, Æther pressed closer still, holding onto Rain's upper arm across him. With the Fire Ghoul between them, everything felt warm and cozy, and both Rain and Æther drifted in and out of sleep.

When Rain finally woke again, Æther's hand had slid down and rested on Dew's abdomen, protectively. Dew sniffled softly, and Æther whispered comforts to him, "Everything'll be alright, love. I'm here. Always. I swear on both your lives."

"both?" Rain mumbled, still half asleep. "me too?"

A silence that dragged on a little too long caused Rain to open his eyes. Dew had turned his head to look at Æther, and their shared eye contact spoke depths of things Rain couldn't parse.

"I...suppose, three, then." Æther paused between each word, darting his eyes to Rain, looking sheepish but not without a hint of Pride. Dew turned his gaze much more slowly, covering Æther's hand with his. His bottom lip trembled and his eyes welled up with trepidation and what could have been terror. He couldn't muster more than a whisper, and even so his voice cracked as he spoke.

"I'm pregnant."

Rain's dark eyes flooded as his arms wound around Dew's neck. The conflict of emotion silenced him; Æther's joy was restrained but evident, but he'd as much as told Rain that Dew was not happy, if that hadn't been clear from his demeanor. Rain locked eyes with Æther over Dew's head, mouthing, "yours?" Æther nodded his confirmation, and Rain felt another conflict, a mixture of relief and disappointment. But as before, Rain let his Calming influence run over his Dom, who trembled in his embrace.

"Æther and i will take care of the both of you. every step of the way. for the rest of our lives and yours." As he spoke, Rain lightly kissed between Dew's horns, petting Dew's hair even as his tears fell into it. "Dew we love you. i love you. it's going to be alright."

Dew nearly choked on a sob and pressed closer into Rain's arms. As earlier, Æther was right behind him, his strong, secure arm draping across both the smaller Ghouls. He mused to himself that he now held his three dearest loves.

"No one else knows yet," Æther said softly. "He was barely ready to tell you."

"i understand. it's...heavy. but we'll help you carry this, Dew, as much as we can."

Dew's tear-streaked face turned up towards his sub, his voice still a whisper. "I'm a man, Rain. I didn't want this. I'm sorry."

"shh, Dew, no, no apologies. of course you're a man. you're my man. and i have a feeling you're going to be a great dad too."

Dew buried his face back into Rain's chest, taking deep yet unsteady breaths. Æther squeezed Rain's arm again.

"I want to see what I missed. Show me, Rainy?" Æther planted a kiss on the top of Dew's head.

Rain made eye contact with Dew, and also noticed the tears. But Dew nodded his go-ahead, so he let it lie. "Do it, Rain. Show Æther what a good boy you are."

Rain drew a breath and leaned back in, eyes rolling back as he licked, and the scent and taste flooded his brain once more. Dew jerked at the contact, sucking air through his teeth and suddenly gripping Æther's thighs.

"Look at us, Rainy?" Æther phrased his desires as questions, but they weren't, really; he was confident his partners would fulfill them. Not out of arrogance or Dominance, but because he knew them. Knew their limits, their boundaries, their wants and needs. He could get under their skin in the best way, because there was trust and security between them. It was all part of his Quintessence nature, empathy almost to the point of being psychic. He knew their answers before he asked, because he knew it was what they wanted to be asked.

Rain whimpered, repeating his earlier actions, licking at Dew's entrance while his nose stimulated Dew's clit. And of course, as Æther had requested, he looked up. He saw Dew's nostrils flaring with the depth of his breathing, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. His eyelids were heavy, half closed, but the blue was still so bright. Æther smirked softly over Dew's shoulder, a hand gliding along Dew's upper arm. He leaned forward just a little to speak right in Dew's ear while holding Rain's gaze.

"Isn't he beautiful, Dew? Doesn't he look happy with his face between your legs? He loves serving you. He loves tasting you. He loves when you cum all over his mouth. Don't you, Rainy-boy?"

Æther's words made Rain breathe heavier, and all he could manage was a muffled, "mm-hmm," as he continued pleasuring his Dom. Dew wasn't unaffected, either, looking at those eyes, dark as the ocean's depths, feeling the pressure of Rain's tongue teasing at that opening.

"It's so good," Dew said in a fevered whisper. "I love his mouth. Don't stop, beloved." He stroked along one of Rain's horns as encouragement.

Æther's hands started roaming over Dew's body, his stomach and chest, toying with his nipple rings. It made Dew gasp and writhe, tilting his head back, seeking a kiss. Æther obliged, running his tongue against Dew's lips, much the same as Rain did further down. Æther had gotten fully hard without any contact by this point, and it was starting to ache. "Dew, touch me, please?" Æther whispered into his mouth.

"Yes, lover," Dew replied, reaching back between them and curling his hand around it. Æther wasn't quite as impressive as Rain, but it didn't matter. His hard eight was thick and heavy and he knew what to do with it. He wasn't insecure, had no reason to be.

When Dew's hand made contact and started moving, it drew a growl from the Quintessence Ghoul. "Yes, just like that." Æther kept growling, still in Dew's ear, and it got Dew even more excited. He needed more intensity.

"Rain," Dew breathed, turning his eyes back to him. "Suck me again." Rain gave a blissful sigh and moved higher. The euphoria hit for a second time and Dew moaned loudly, leaning his head back against Æther's shoulder. For a while they went on like that, appreciative moans, an abundance of praise for Rain ("Yes, suck me, harder Rain!" "Rainy you look so pretty with your mouth there."), and many passion-fueled kisses between Dew and Æther. Till Æther wanted more.

"Mm, Dew, I want you," he rumbled, lips a bit swollen and grazing Dew's ear. "Can our sweet boy get you ready for me? I bet you're wet enough you can spare some." Dew keened and nodded. Æther grinned. "Rainy, spread that around for me?"

Without hesitation, Rain's fingers grazed Dew's opening, gathering the fluid that had been building all night and running it back to that other pucker, which immediately twitched under his touch. Rain circled it with gradually increasing pressure, still favoring Dew's clit with his lips and tongue.

Dew instantly started panting hard, choppy little cries of, "Yes, Rain, oh yes, fuck!" as the spasms tugged at Rain's finger. Rain used his thumb to encourage more of that wetness to where he needed it, but it wasn't quite enough.

"Æther-my-love, we need a little help." Rain's voice was ragged from all the intensity as he pulled off Dew to speak. Æther reached into the bedside table and passed Rain the bottle of lube he found there. Rain was liberal with it, then gave it back. Æther kept it at the ready.

Now one finger slid easily in to the first knuckle, then the second, causing Dew to moan and gasp for air. His hand on Æther's cock had all but stilled, but knowing what was waiting for him now, Æther didn't mind. Rain added a second finger, moaning at how tightly Dew's body gripped them. He spread and scissored them, working at the muscles so Æther would fit, his mouth dutifully returning to its post.

After a few minutes of listening to Dew's breathing and the sounds he made, noting even the smallest, slightest changes, he knew. Æther growled out a whisper, "Think you're ready for me, Dewdrop? Want me inside you?"

"One Below, Æther, yes, I need you!"

"I'm gonna lift him up, Rainy, be ready." Æther lifted Dew by grabbing under his thighs, and he reclined more, his shoulder blades resting against the headboard now. Rain adjusted as he needed to, flowing with the movements like his Element. He had to break the contact of his lips, though, and both he and Dew whimpered their dislike of it. "Help me in?" Æther's anticipation was clear in the way his voice trembled.

Rain withdrew his fingers and took the bottle again, drizzling it over the already dripping head of Æther's cock and stroking downward to coat it. Æther gave a tight groan, still holding Dew up, showing his strength. "you're good," Rain whispered, holding the base and salivating, craving Dew back under his mouth.

Æther lowered Dew against him, slowly, steadily. Rain's free hand returned to Dew's clit, quick circles just under the hood. Dew's breath heaved with the effort and the pleasure, and he looked to Rain's face again.

"You did so good, beloved. Don't stop I wanna cum." Dew was almost whining and felt his conscious thoughts start to slip under the weight of his ecstasy.

Rain leaned in closer to whisper in Dew's ear. "please cum for me Dew? show me how good i am? i wanna make you cum, please? please cum??" The begging pushed Dew over the edge and as he cried out his sub's name, his muscles flexed through his orgasm and...

"Huhhh--oh," Æther groaned with a final push, and then nearly sighed as Dew's body finally accepted him. He sat more upright to wrap his arms around Dew's shoulders as he shook. "Shhh..." he soothed, his voice just as unsteady from being sheathed by his lover. "I've got you, love."

Dew kept panting through his open mouth as he settled around Æther's girth. Rain's fingers still on his clit helped, and he forced his eyes to stay open, to lock their gazes together. "Rain it's so good," he managed to choke out. "Give me your mouth again."

"oh thank you!" Rain exclaimed, laying again between both their out-spread legs. Æther had in fact spread Dew's wider, positioning his own knees on the inside, to keep Dew open and exposed. Rain hardly noticed the throb of his neglected erection anymore, even with it again pressed between his stomach and the bed. This was a game Dew often liked to play, and Rain had gotten good at delaying his needs for his Dom.

Holding onto Dew's hips and lifting just a little, Æther leaned back again and began to thrust. Every time, he baffled at how tight Dew held him, and yet how readily he let him in. It could have been his magic. It could have been Dew's desire. Or it could have been love. It made no difference why, though, as long it still happened.

Dew arched back, flexible as he was, and raised his arms to grip Æther's horns behind him. His gorgeous hair cascaded down, brushing against Æther's belly with every movement. The accidental sensation play was pleasant, and Æther liked how his little Dewdrop had contorted himself for the sake of pleasure besides.

And Dew hissed and moaned, barely able to hold onto a thought. Having Æther moving inside him and Rain's mouth doing what it did best, he felt as though every nerve was on fire. Pleasure like this was rare, dysphoria being the bitch it was. But he'd put his trust in Rain and Æther and wasn't regretting a single moment. "S-so good," he stammered, letting his body fully fall back against Æther.

"I love you in such bliss, Dewdrop. I love how you take me. I love being inside you." He gathered Dew's hair in one hand, and softly squeezed at his throat with the other. Looking down then, Æther saw a desperation in Rain's expression. Yes, Rain loved to serve, but he had been so giving tonight and deserved a reward. "Rainy. Be a good boy and join me up front?"

Tears sprang back into Dew's eyes and he stiffened, and very obviously choked back a sob. Æther sat them up, quickly.

"Wait a second, Rain." Rain sat back on his haunches, eyebrows knitted together with worry. Æther's suggestion was admittedly something new, for all of them, but Dew's reaction was concerning.

Æther didn't pull out, but did turn Dew's face toward him as much as he could. Had his magic, the very nature of his being, been so wrong? It felt like a delicious idea when he asked, but Dew almost openly crying suggested otherwise. What kind of hurt had he just caused to his precious Dew?? "Dewdrop, talk to me. We don't have to..."

"I'm...I'm a man..."

"Of course you are, my love. Do you need to stop?"

"No and that's the thing," Dew could only choke out the words. "I want him, Æth. I want him inside me. I want him there."

"Is that why you've been crying tonight?" Æther asked softly. Dew nodded. At least I know why I felt the urge to suggest it...

"But it's been so long since you did that. But since I want it...and if I like it..." Dew started to completely break down, wordlessly whining and face contorting in panic. Æther squeezed him tighter.

"You're still a man. Even then. Even now. You said yourself, he's your sub. You can have him however you want. If you want him inside you, you should have it. But if it's bad, forget I said it. Dew I'm sorry." Æther's voice trembled in his regret. Yes, he'd read Dew's desire, but giving it voice had immediately gone badly.

"Dew..." Rain moved a little closer and touched Dew's tense face, swiping a tear away with his thumb. "you were right at the start of your transition when we met. i didn't know you as a woman, not really. you presented masc and that's who i fell in love with." Part of being a Water Ghoul, was power over the Healing properties of the Element. Rain did his best to focus that ability despite the buzz of Lust in his brain. "you've always been a man to me. and if you want this, if you..." His breath shuddered. "...let me in, it would be such an honor. i love you."

"Rain I love you too!" Dew's hands darted out and he pulled Rain forward by his shoulders, colliding their lips in a crushing kiss, tasting himself all over Rain's mouth. He dropped one hand lower to grab Rain's cock and guide it to his entrance. Rain nearly squealed at finally being touched again.

Æther had a direct line of sight over Dew's shoulder and saw what he was trying to do. "Are you sure, my love?" He needed the reassurance, the confirmation, that no real harm had been done.

"Yes!" Dew cried, breaking his kiss with Rain. "I want to get filled up. I want you both inside me."

The words made Æther's cock twitch, and he closed his eyes in relief that things were okay. "Then you'll get it." He laid back again, returning his hands to Dew's hips.

Rain hovered over them, panting and whimpering. He'd never been inside Dew like this and was suddenly nervous. Æther cracked his eyes open and saw the look.

"You're gonna love it, Rainy. Promise. Wait till you feel how tight he is. You like it when he cums on your face? On your cock is SO much better."

Dew nearly smirked and in just above a whisper simply told Rain, "Give it to me." He was nothing if not resilient, even against his own dysphoria.

Rain shuddered and grabbed himself, running his head along the slit. Dew, impatient and wanting, reached down with both hands and practically pulled him in.

"Oh, FUCK!" he cried as Rain slid home into all his wetness. In fact all three of them gasped and groaned at the new sensations. But Rain wasn't moving. Shaking and wheezing, but nothing more.

"Come on Rainy, you can do it. It's just like back here..." Æther rolled his hips for emphasis, and Dew hissed again. Æther's voice went dark. "...Just fuck his tight, hot cunt."

Dew melted and moaned at the rough words, and Rain vocalized again as he tentatively rocked his hips. It was his turn to need reassurance, though. "are...are you good? is this good?" His voice was shaky and uneven.

"Rain I am...I am so good. Fuck I'm so full. And it's so...it's so...fuck!" Dew's brain was starting shut down and words were hard. So instead he clutched Rain's ass and tried to help him move. Rain finally found his confidence and began gliding in and out of Dew's wet hole.

Æther made hazy eye contact with the Water Ghoul. "Fuck, Rainy, I can feel you--"

"YOU can feel him???" Dew snapped back into reality. "Motherfucker I'm the one--mmph!" Æther not only started thrusting harder, he shoved two fingers in Dew's mouth. Both of them rolled their eyes back, but Dew's eyes stayed there and Æther's came back to Rain with a smirk.

"You feel amazing from here. Keep going, good boy. Faster. Harder." Rain nodded and, as always, did as he was told. Æther hadn't been wrong, Dew was tight, and hot, and Rain loved how soft and wet, also. He knew this wouldn't ever be an all the time, every time activity, but he hoped, prayed silently to the Morningstar, that he could have it again. Listening to Dew moan while he picked up speed was better than music.

"Yes, that's it," Æther encouraged him through heavy breaths, voice darkening again. "Give him that big cock, Rainy. Stretch him out. 'Cause you'll take it all, won't you, Dewdrop? You like him opening you up like this, don't you? He's so big and your cunt is so Greedy."

Dew squealed around Æther's fingers, sucking them and nodding. Rain couldn't help the way his cock jumped, just as much as Dew couldn't help the spasms that followed as that massive head persisted against his G-spot. He moved one hand between him and Rain, and it nearly blurred when he started rubbing his clit.

"here let me..." Rain breathed while brushing Dew's hand away. "you can just enjoy."

Dew raised his head for just a moment, until Rain's fingers took over. He clamped his lips down again on Æther's now three in his mouth, pressing at his tongue and sliding towards the back of his throat. He'd never imagined he would feel like this, full more than just physically, pleasure that defied all expectations. He let even the hope of coherence dissipate, and became as lost as a ship adrift in the starlit night.

"oh...oh fuck..." Rain heaved, eyes going wide as he looked to Æther. "i think...i think he's gonna cum again, i--"

Æther's reply was feverish. "I know, Rain. Let it happen. Just don't stop. Give him more. Deeper, Rainy. Let me feel you too. Majesty, it's so good!!" He could hear how wet Dew was now as Rain pounded into him, as well as feel it running down to make his part even easier. He ducked his head, clamping teeth into Dew's shoulder, the same time as Rain bit and pulled at one of his nipples. The friction they both felt through Dew's body was unexpected, incredible, and though both of them Prided themselves on their stamina, this was new and exciting and almost too much.

Rain's whine was telling. "Æther i think i'm gonna... i need to... Dew please can i..."

"He can't hear you Rainy. It's okay. You can cum. Do it." At that Æther curled his legs up, digging his heels into the backs of Rain's thighs to hold them all tight together. He was on the brink too, and knew there was no better end to the experience than this.

Dew convulsed between them, not even able to moan. Strangled, choking sounds emanated from his mouth that had nothing to do with Æther's fingers still in it. Drool ran down his jaw, tears down his cheeks, and he was covered in sweat. The two of them moving inside him aligned enough not to hurt, but syncopated enough to vary sensation, and the crescendo easily built to its peak.

And as the mount of pressure finally broke the whole world went white. Every muscle in him tensed as the ecstasy overtook him, seizing his body and forcing it to clamp down on his lovers locked inside him. He had enough awareness to feel the bursts in front and behind as Rain and Æther came with him, moans in stereo as they both cried out his name.

The next clear thing were arms, four of them, closed tight around him. Then Rain's face in his neck, tears on his skin as his sub openly wept. And the whispers of "thank you" interrupted by deep sobbing. Having delayed it for so long, the release had been overwhelming. Dew weakly lifted a hand to the back of Rain's head, curling his fingers into his soft hair. Rain lifted himself to look at Dew's face, Dew whose eyes were barely slits. He smiled just as weakly.

"Hey, beautiful," he murmured, now petting Rain's hair. "Don't cry. I've got you."

"you've got nothing you ridiculous man!" And Rain collapsed back down, still sobbing, elated at his Dom's attempt to still take care of him. But all he really needed was to stay close and let it out.

On Dew's other side, Æther nuzzled just at his ear, purring and caressing the lobe with his lips. "I love you," he said on air. "You mean everything to me. Thank you."

"I love you too, Æth." He brought his other hand up to rest on Æther's cheek, and found wetness there too. Only fair, he thought as sleep threatened him. They made me cry first.

It wasn't more than a few minutes till the feeling of them slipping free and Rain's weight lifting off of him, roused him again. Æther crossed his arms across Dew's shoulders and gently sat them up. "We'd better clean up, love."

Dew gave a soft whine. "I just had a shower, too."

"And we've gotten you all dirty again," Æther rumbled playfully. "I'll help you. Rainy, can you change the sheets?"

"mhm." Rain's voice was softer than usual and Dew's ears pricked at the difference. He grabbed Rain's hand.

"You okay?" Dew still had a responsibility to be the Dom Rain deserved.

"yeah, i'm good." he smiled only halfway and his eyes were still wet.

"You are good," Dew answered as firmly as he could manage. "You are so good. And I love you."

Rain showed his top teeth in the smile this time. "i love you too."

"C'mon, ya softy." Æther's teasing was still full of love as he wedding-carried Dew to the bathroom. "Toilet first, then shower." He lifted the lid with his foot, sat Dew down, and started fiddling with the shower knobs. Dew leaned his head into his hands, exhaustion making him feel unsteady. When Æther held a cool glass of water against his cheek, it startled him.

"Drink, love. Replenish." It was the best thing Dew had ever tasted. Æther refilled it, then worked on tying Dew's hair up. "Did you take your T shot?"

"Mhm," Dew said as he polished off that second glass.

"And your birth control?"

"Yes, Mom." Dew sneered this time. Æther pulled his hair a little too hard, and he winced.

"I'm not nagging. Those are both important. Especially considering tonight." Dew didn't have the energy to even pretend-argue.

He was grateful Æther was so strong, because by the end of the gloriously hot shower and luxurious, indulgent cleansing, he could barely stand on his own. Æther laid Dew back in bed, after having wrapped him in a towel like it was a cocoon, and gently kissed his forehead. Drifting off again, the soft, ambient conversation in the room became white noise.

"Your turn, Rainy-boy, let's go."

"is he okay?"

"He's fine, love, don't worry. I made sure of it, so I can focus on you now."

Dew heard Rain gasp then. "oh, Æther..."

"Mmm, seems like you got one more for me, don't you, you pretty thing?" The rumble in Æther's voice was only soothing now.

"Ifrit we should talk." Æther cut right to the chase as he stalked into the common room, where Ifrit and Swiss were chatting.

"Should I go?" Swiss asked, eyes sparkling with the hope that they needn't bother. Æther swiveled his head to address them.

"Actually, Dew would prefer there be an audience. Though I'm going to ask you to be tight-lipped about what you hear, please, love."

"Of course, love," Swiss parroted Æther's tone, not to make fun of him, but because often their Multi Ghoul nature translated to mimicry. They laced their fingers together and tucked their hands between their thighs and settled in to observe.

Æther turned back to Ifrit. "I might have said it's good to see you, but the last time I did, you'd broken my heart."

Ifrit's Damnable smile never faltered. "Oh, darling, you're not still on about that, are you? You've clearly moved on so what's the trouble?"

Æther narrowed his eyes. "The last time we spoke before today, I'd opened up to you, told you I loved you. And you basically said I was fun for you to fuck and needed to get over it because it was never going to happen. You practically laughed in my face, you condescending bastard."

Finally, the smile left Ifrit's lips. "And then you told me to get out, and I did. I fucked right off back to the Pit, didn't I? I gave you space to get over your little crush. Was it not enough? Why are you still obsessed with me? I know we were good together but that's precisely why I can't be tied down, darling. Deprive everyone else of this? I don't think so."

Æther was seething, hands clenched into fists at his sides. "You're just as fucking arrogant as ever. And when have any of us been fucking exclusive? You sure that obsession wasn't the other way around? Because I seem to remember having you in my bed, and my bunk on the road, every. Single. Fucking. Night. So fucking excuse me for thinking we had something more than sex."

"Why in the fuck did we need more than that? We had such a good thing, Æther. We didn't need to complicate it. It was so perfect." Ifrit locked his intoxicating blue eyes to Æther's and stepped closer every few words until their chests nearly touched. A smirk made its way onto his lips and his voice went low. "Remember how I used to make you feel, darling? How I'd to get you so close with my mouth before I filled you up? Remember how hard you'd cum for me? Does your little guitarist do that? Does your pretty bassist satisfy you? Does anybody fuck you like I can?"

"You're an asshole," Æther growled.

Ifrit ignored him and continued, stepping away from Æther and gesturing broadly. "Or maybe we should ask them? Since nobody’s exclusive maybe I should fuck them and get their opinion. And then I can find out for myself in the process if they're any goo--"

Swiss' fist interrupted.

Ifrit stumbled, groaning, holding his jaw.

"You listen here, jack," Swiss menaced at him. "You and Æther, whatever bullshit happened before, not really my business. But Rain and Dew are my partners too and I'm gonna need you to stay the fuck away from them if this is how you treat people you sleep with. If we didn't need you for the tour, I'd launch you back into the Pit myself."

Æther tried to suppress a smile. "Swiss, love, as much as I appreciate you, I don't think Papa wants us at his throat." His voice had devolved into a growl by the final word. "We have to work and travel with him. Something has to give."

Ifrit smirked through the pain, testing his jaw. "It'll bruise, but the mask'll hide it." He spit blood and grinned. Æther forced his fists to relax.

"But it won't hide who you really are. Swiss is right, unfortunately we need you to play guitar." Æther moved close again, the growl returning and intensifying. "What we don't need, is you."

Confusion clouded the bright blue eyes as Ifrit scowled. "How the fuck do you plan to pull that off?"

"Swiss, love. Get out."

"But you said Dew--"

"Out." Swiss didn't need to be told again.

Æther continued his advance, invading Ifrit's personal space. He knew Ifrit wouldn't retreat or shrink away. He was counting on it. Ifrit smirked again, despite the puzzlement lingering in his eyes.

"You won't intimidate me, darling. I don't respond well to threats or blackmail either. And you don't have it in you to fight. Tell me what you're really playing at so we can get to the part where you break, I fuck whomever I please including your little boyfriends, and then I fuck you, and we put the whole mess... behind you." His emphasis was obscene, much like the way he gripped his crotch. He whispered next, "Don't you miss it?"

Æther shook his head slowly, leaning to speak directly in Ifrit's ear. "Not even a little bit. And soon, you won't miss me either."

Ifrit barked out a laugh. "What the fuck makes you think I miss--" He was cut off by Æther's broad hands clamping on to either side of his head, his grimacing face just inches away. Æther growled low, his dark eyes changing, growing even darker, deeper, until they were as the void of space. Ifrit felt as though he was suddenly flying through a star field, complete with cold terror and the struggle to breathe. A violet haze roiled at the edge of his perception, and Æther's voice echoed from everywhere at once, droning into his mind.

"You don't want me, Ifrit. You never have. And you've never had me. Our relationship, our friendship, has always been completely platonic. There's been no tension, no arguments between us, either since your return from the Pit or before you left. Your jaw doesn't hurt and will heal before you realize it was injured. You are kind. You are respectful. You won't cause any problems on the tour, you'll be good. And I never loved you."

That final sentence almost put a waver into Æther's voice, but the Quintosis held. He loosened his grip and allowed his eyes to close, severing the tie. He felt Ifrit tremble under his hands and lowered them as he opened his eyes. Ifrit looked a little dazed and shook his head quickly to try and clear it, bringing a hand to his temple. He lifted his gaze to Æther.

"Oh, hello, old friend. Didn't realize you'd come 'round. I was about to watch a movie, perhaps a spot of tea. Care to join me?" He smiled genuinely, no ulterior motive behind the words aside from casual companionship. Æther's own smile was tight.

"No thank you, Ifrit. I believe I'll go check in with Dew and Rain. Maybe another time."

"Very well then, Æther. I'll see you at practice later?"

"Of course." Ifrit waved cheerfully as Æther turned to leave.

The entire way back up to his suite, Æther felt wrong. Quintosis wasn't something he wanted to use, ever, but he'd felt trapped. Ifrit had seemed unhinged, borderline dangerous, and something had had to be done. He told himself this was one time, a dire situation, and the ends justified the means. No one would know or suspect a thing, except maybe Swiss, but they were clearly loyal and couldn't prove anything besides.

He hated these thoughts. He felt like a criminal. He felt dirty. Guilty. Weak. He knew he needed a replenishment, a cleansing, and the idea of water and steam was a comforting one. He locked the door of his suite behind him and undressed.

Dew barely got a word out before Æther was under the covers and on top of him, silencing Dew's lips with his own. He heard Rain beside them let out a breathy, "oh," and the soft scrape of his clothes against the bed's as he slid to lie down.

There was reluctance in the way Dew pushed Æther back. "Why?" was all he asked, concern in his eyes as they searched Æther's face.

"I need you." Æther's hushed response was nearly a plea. "I need you surrounding me. Like the first time."

Dew felt the dysphoria twinge, like a wary prey that sensed a predator. But the soft embrace of subspace made it melt away, Æther's tone and the need in his eyes conveying the depth of his words. Dew's fingers traced along Æther's face, his voice as quiet. "Yes, lover."

Æther groaned and dropped his hand immediately between their bodies, between Dew's legs. Expertly, he found Dew's clit, and without hesitation circled it quickly with the pad of his finger, burying his face in Dew's neck as the Fire Ghoul gasped and arched under him. He planted his lips against Dew's skin and sucked, eliciting a hiss punctuated with a moan.

Dew's arms went around Æther's broad shoulders. "I wanna get wet for you, keep going." With the encouragement, Æther slid his fingers lower, caressing Dew's lips and teasing at his entrance. He growled again, pulling his mouth away just enough to speak.

"You're already there, Dewdrop." Æther had almost forgotten how easy it was when Dew wasn't on the hormones. He was always responsive, but this particular signal had sometimes languished as of late. Not anymore. Æther plunged his thick middle finger into Dew's hole, all the way, and Dew arched higher.

Next to them, Rain had started to whimper. "Dew, can i please..." He wasn't even sure what he wanted. Just something. And Æther's demeanor had Dew's brain already flooded, words were even less forthcoming than normal.

"Do whatever you want Rain just do it naked," he said hurriedly as Æther began sliding in another finger, using his thumb on Dew's clit. "Oh, fuck!"

Rain hopped off the bed, disrobed, and climbed right back in, under the blankets this time. He laid on his side, facing his partners, and took his erection into his hand, moaning at the sensation. He stroked himself as he listened to them pant, watched Æther teasingly hover his lips over Dew's, scented just how turned on Dew had become in such a short time.

The movement of Æther's arm, along with Dew's moans, steadily increased. Æther whispered into Dew's open mouth, "C'mon baby, please, almost there aren't you? Dewdrop please..."

"Æther, Æther yes, I'm gonna...fuuuck!" Dew shook as orgasm took him, and tried to raise his head to close the gap to Æther's mouth and finally kiss him again.

"No no, Dewdrop. You don't get to stifle yourself." He turned his head to the side, his eyes locked on their other partner. "Not with Rainy here. He gets to hear you too."

Rain's already shallow breath caught at the attention. He dragged his fingers up along his shaft to spread the pre-cum that had gathered, and tilted his head in thought.

"What is it?" Dew panted, also having looked over to him.

Rain pulled his hand out from under the blankets, rolling the wetness between his thumb and forefinger. "anyone want this?" he asked, an almost delicate smirk on his lips. He had his answer in the way Dew's pupils blew. As he brought his hand to Dew's mouth, a rumble escaped Æther's chest.

"Then you'll take this, Rainy-boy." His hand then emerged as well, shining with Dew's juices. Rain eagerly parted his lips and stuck out his tongue, which Æther shoved back in, his fingers pressed against it. Rain Greedily sucked them clean, moaning and shivering. He loved Dew's taste and got it so rarely. And to feel Dew's voice on his own fingers at the same time only made it that much sweeter.

As Æther took his hand back, he watched Dew, still suckling at Rain's finger. He loved these two above all others, and would do anything for them. Had done anything. The guilt he felt earlier crept back, and he pressed himself to Dew's body, again burying his face. He listened to the familiar sound of their kissing, the snap of Dew's teeth when Rain pulled away and giggled.

"oh, i almost forgot. what idea did you have earlier that you said i had to wait for?"

"Mm," Dew hesitated. "That was before Æth came back upset. So it depends now." He shrugged his shoulder in an effort to get Æther to raise his head again. "Hey. You doin' better?"

Æther didn't raise his head, only shook it. Dew turned his to kiss into Æther's hair. "What do you need?"

"More of you," came Æther's husky reply as he shifted his hips and slid into Dew right to the hilt. Dew's legs immediately went up, his knees clamping Æther's ribs, and it was Æther's turn to shake as the new position pulled him deeper. They each held the other tightly as Æther began to move, hooking the end of each stroke, driving himself in as far as his cock could reach.

He'd said Rain would get to hear Dew, and that he did. Dew couldn't manage more than staccato moans as Æther's pelvis collided with his over and over, driving so deep. He sounded so good that Rain couldn't help but rut against Æther's powerful thighs in time with the thrusts of his hips, moaning at the friction.

Dew was his focus, but Rain wouldn't be forgotten. Æther reached a hand over and found Rain's throat, at first caressing it gently. He felt Rain's swallow under his palm, his voice when he whimpered, and started to squeeze. It was true that Dew's hand was much more familiar here, including on stage. But knowing it had the same effect on the Water Ghoul regardless, Æther couldn't resist. Rain might not have been his sub the same as he was to Dew, but he was ever pliant and agreeable to any exertion of control. It was a delicious satisfaction to have him so responsive.

"Rainy he feels so good. He's so wet and so tight. He's taking me so deep." Rain's strangled moan at Æther's words made both the other two groan. And in fact Dew started reaching for his sub. No matter his need, Æther couldn't deny his own sub anything. He slowed his hips and looked to Dew's face, flushed in pleasure.

"Tell me your idea, Dewdrop. What did you promise him?"

Dew cleared his throat. "Didn't tell him yet. Also didn't know you'd want...the front. But I thought maybe...you behind me, and then the two of us, outercourse."

Rain moaned, louder now without Æther's broad hand at his throat. "oh Dew...Æther-my-love, please, can we do that?" By the end his deep voice was a pleading whine.

Æther's hips had all but stopped. The tour would start soon. Dew would stay behind. There would be nothing wrong with making a memory together they could all enjoy. He locked his gaze with Dew's.

"Just give me one like this." Æther's voice was unsteady as he picked up his thrusting again, face back in Dew's neck. Dew's legs stayed high, keeping Æther deep. He felt Dew's hands comb into his hair, clawing at the back of his head. It wasn't just from pleasure, he knew. It was Dew's way of acknowledging Æther's need for this comfort, even if he didn't know the reason.

As Æther continued to drive himself into Dew, he began grunting in time. Rain watched as Dew's eyes half-closed and his jaw started to go slack. He moaned, over and over, just a beat off from Æther's vocalizations. Rain stroked himself, just enough to keep away from the edge, wanting to save as much as he could for Dew. But watching and listening to his partners tested his limits.

Dew was close, his moans getting higher and louder. "Æther, Æther don't stop, please, right there, I'm gonna-" The moan the sounded from his throat was echoed by both Æther and Rain, and all three Ghouls shuddered with Dew's pleasure.

Breathless, Æther spoke through Dew's aftershocks. "If you want the rest of this plan, Dewdrop, you better hurry." He pulled out and sat back. "Rainy, lube please."

Dew groaned with the effort as he sat and turned his back to Æther. Rain did as Æther requested, but asked, "do you need it? he sounded plenty wet from here..." Dew blushed more as Rain's eyes sparkled up at him.

"Just in case," Æther replied with a wink. He lifted Dew's torso so he was kneeling up, leaving room for Rain to slide beneath them. Both of them took a moment to admire him, still in awe of his size.

"Isn't he beautiful?" Æther purred in Dew's ear, sliding his hand between Dew's thighs and causing Rain to blush now. "You sure you don't want him inside too? Wasn't that incredible last time?"

Dew whined, grinding on Æther's hand. "You are both leaving me," his voice cracked with emotion, "And I'll be too big for this when you get back." He looked down at Rain, a smirk climbing to his lips. "What do you think, Rain?"

Rain squirmed and whimpered, his cock jumping at the thought. "oh Dew yes please!" He pawed pleadingly at Dew's hips as Dew leaned over him, placing hands on either side of Rain's head. He looked over his shoulder at Æther.

"Help him in, lover?" Æther growled lightly in response, rocking back on his haunches to grab a hold of Rain's erection, and was thanked with a moan for his trouble. He slid Rain's head along Dew's slit as Dew rocked his hips to get the right position and angle. Again, the three of them reacted as Rain entered, moaning at the feel and, for Æther, the sight. He moved up to cover his partners and rumble in Dew's ear.

"He opens you so wide. You're stretched, love. It looks so good. I love how you take him, like a good boy." He could tell how hard Dew clenched by the way Rain hissed. The Water Ghoul started moving, long slow and gentle strokes, and Dew rested his weight on Rain's chest. "Stay right there, Dewdrop. Let me fill you up."

Dew moaned again as Æther's fingers teased at his other opening, testing to see how ready he was. The lube had been the right call, and after applying it to both Dew and himself, Æther pressed forward with gentle pressure, moving back and forth in a slow rhythm, waiting for Dew to accept him.

Rain seemed to have less patience, gradually moving faster yet savoring every sound and sensation from the Fire Ghoul on top of him. He dedicatedly watched Dew's face, eyes shut and lips pursed, brow furrowed as he worked to take Æther in. Rain had a firm grip on Dew's hips, kicking inside him as they moved together. He was glad he'd been watching, because he could commit the expression on Dew's face to memory, the way he almost literally melted into the pleasure.

Dew trembled as he was filled, Æther and Rain now moving together inside him. He could only vaguely remember the last time, how he'd bottomed out and gone away down that current of ecstasy. He resolved to stay present this time, to keep this with him after they left. He opened his eyes to Rain's flushed cheeks and shining dark eyes.

"F-feels so good," he stuttered. "You. So big. And Æth. M'so full. I love it. More. Gimme more."

"yes Dew, all you want." Rain moved faster then, thrusting up into his Dom, feeling Æther through Dew's body and the resistance from how full Dew truly was.

Looking over his shoulder again, Dew met Æther's intense gaze. He swallowed hard and focused his words. "Lover. Give it to me. Make me yours."

"You are mine," a growl in Æther's statement. "And you're carrying my kit." His hips moved faster. "You're ALL mine!" By the time the words left his lips, he was pounding Dew, hips crashing against his ass. Rain yelped beneath them both, the friction from Æther's movements so much more intense now. Dew clung to Rain, head on his chest, panting and moaning through the pleasure.

"Dew," Rain spoke through labored breaths, "will you cum for us? please? give us your pleasure to remember you by?"

How does he always know what to say?? Dew thought to himself as he groaned. "Only if you both cum with me." He looked over his should again. "Do that for me Æth?"

Emotion unexpectedly flooded Æther, and all he could do was nod as he bent down to kiss at Dew's shoulder. After what he'd done, combined with the knowledge he had to leave Dew behind, he couldn't help his tears. It caused a dissonance with the intensity of the physical pleasure. He needed to refocus. His mouth near Dew's ear was serendipitous.

"I love you," he whispered. "I love our kit. I love how you feel around me right now. I love your sounds. I love when you cum. Let Rainy and I get you there, Dewdrop. Cum for us, beautiful."

Dew shivered at Æther's breath in his ear and the words carried on them. The realization of his partners working together for his pleasure before leaving on tour had begun healing that dark place inside him, and the emotional surge paired so well with being filled like this. He moaned loud, calling their names, "Rain, Æther, fuck I'm gonna cum!"

His partners called out in response, four hands on his hips, each pair moving him around them, not in competition but cooperation. As his orgasm hit strong he pushed down against both of them, the spasms pulling them both deep and drawing out their simultaneous climax. Dew was filled again, even more, and the physical was only one aspect. He let himself press down into Rain, peppering kisses onto his flesh. Æther did much the same against Dew's back, but also rolled them all to their sides, so poor Rainy wouldn't be so crushed.

For a time they lay still, catching their breaths and sharing it in their kisses. Æther found himself clinging hard to Dew, pulling him back against him. Eventually, Dew spun to face him, Rain scooting closer behind. Dew combed through Æther's hair again as he spoke softly.

"What got you so upset? It can't just be leaving."

Æther swallowed hard and looked down, the tears returning. "Ifrit... He insulted both of you, implied neither of you could satisfy me. And he basically threatened to... just take you both. I couldn't let that lie. I couldn't be on tour with him after he said those things. So I... I..." He wrestled with the confession. Would this frighten his partners? Would they be angry with him? Majesty, what have I done?? 

Rain came to his rescue. "Æther-my-love, i'm sure you did what you felt you had to, to keep us safe. the details don't matter. thank you for defending our honor." He took Æther's hand and brought it to his lips. "i love you."

Dew pressed his hand to Æther's face to catch his eyes again. His voice was hushed but full of emotion and sincerity. "What Rain said. I love you."

Æther's dam broke and he started to sob, pulling both of them close and responding in kind. He knew someday he would tell them everything, but for now, he'd let this be enough.