#redacted gavin

"You know what's funny," Dear says into the air of their and Lasko's apartment.

Lasko and Gavin shift their attention from the TV, where they were half-paying attention, to the professor. "Hmm?"

Dear narrows their gaze on Gavin. "Lasko has kissed both of us--"

Gavin snickers at the way Lasko's eyes bug out of his head as he splutters in shock. "Wh-where did that come from?"

Gavin smirks at Dear, knowing their little game. "I knowww," he simpers. "Isn't that so unfair?"

Dear nods, mock seriously. "So unfair."

Lasko is just in awe, watching this whole exchange with his jaw slackened.

"Sooo, were you wanting to even the score?" The incubus makes a pretty show of batting his eyelashes at Dear.

"What do you say, Lasko? Are you gonna be fair?" Dear cups Lasko's chin and playfully brushes their lips against their lover's own.

He lets out a shaky breath, but nods anyway, too scared to open his mouth in case a moan slips out instead of actual words.

"Words, baby," Gavin presses a hot kiss against the shell of Lasko's ear. The poor air elemental nearly melts.

"Yeah," his voice wavers as he whispers out, "get even."

"You heard the man," Gavin says to Dear. "Get over here, professor."

Dear can't help but giggle as they get up and make their way to Gavin's lap. Lasko eagerly shifts his whole body on the couch to face the two of them. They don't give him the pleasure of acknowledging him as they begin.

Gavin's hands are planted firmly on Dear's hips as their lips collide... firm lips, hot tongues, heavy breaths, wet mouths... It's euphoric.

"Ah, fuck," Lasko whimpers as he basically leans towards the two melding bodies.

Gavin can't help but let out a little chuckle, therefore allowing Dear to mark his skin with sloppy nibbles down his jaw, down the slope of his neck to his shoulder. Gavin feels his eyes flutter shut at the delicious pain; he finds his fingers digging into their back as he lets his head loll back, wanton moans drifting up to the ceiling.

God, they were good. He basically can't be blamed for rolling his hips up to meet theirs.

The pure pulsing heat of Dear's core meeting Gavin's causes them to drool onto his skin before they urgently return to his mouth.

"Too many clothes," Lasko pants, crawling closer and reaching between the pair. He grabs onto Gavin's cock through his pants, and Gavin bucks harder into his hand. Dear rubs themself on both Gavin's crotch and Lasko's fist, shivering at the difference in textures.

At last, Lasko finds it, the button of Gavin's jeans. He pops it open and pointlessly tries to wriggle the incubus' pants down. Gavin, strong as he is, raises his hips, lifting both himself and Dear up, and he shuffles out of his clothes. Lasko is quick to help Dear take off their pants too.

They take much less time taking off their shirts, and soon it's heated skin against skin as Gavin grinds up into them. Feeling the heavy pulsing cock press into them, Dear knows what had Lasko going back for seconds.

Gavin kisses their shoulders, the delicate action a complete juxtaposition to the merciless thrusts that Gavin is performing downstairs.

"L-Lasko," Dear moans out, their burned-out eyes lock on their boyfriend, "kiss--"

And that's all they need to say before the velvety warmth of his mouth meets theirs. They melt into his mouth and receive three good thrusts before unraveling in Gavin's arms.

With their last ounce of strength, Dear angles Lasko's lips to Gavin, who immediately picks up the mantle. Dear feels Gavin's dick jump inside of them as the two men's sloppy tongues tangle with each other.

Dear helps out, and darkens the marks they already made prior. That's all it takes, and then Gavin shudders, shooting thick ropes of cum up into one of his best friends' partner.

The heavy breathing of the trio slowly settles into playful giggles as the heat of the room fades away.