#suibatarou

Badd hadn’t expected Suiryu to ask as politely as he did if he could kiss Garou. But then, Badd also didn’t think he would say ‘yes’ as easily, either. To any of this.

But then it wasn’t like Suiryu had really needed to ask at all, right? After all, they had just agreed to try this...whatever it was, between the three of them. They had all sat on the couch, talked about it, and decided they would feel out what it was like to be in a relationship: him, G, and Suiryu. Was it a threeway? Nah, that would have implied it was just for sex, which it wasn’t. There was probably some word for it, but Badd’s brain had kind of turned to goo, because the thought of Suiryu kissing Garou...well...he definitely wanted to see that, especially when Garou was okay with it.

Suiryu let go of Badd’s hand that he had been holding so he could cup Garou’s face in both of his. Long fingers brushed at the white hair near his ears, and Garou’s gaze softened a bit as Suiryu looked at him with that handsome smile of his (though to be honest, to anyone else, it would have appeared more like Garou was glaring, but then, a lot of Garou’s expressions were variations of aggression).

Garou was still clutching Badd’s fingers in a vice grip, and Badd squeezed back as much as he was able.

When Suiryu kissed him, it was almost sweet. Just a soft, barely-seconds-long caress, and as he pulled back, Garou opened his eyes, jaw twitching, like he was about to say something. Badd had been pretty surprised too, but then Suiryu shifted forward again after one shaky breath and...okay, yes, this was more what Badd expecting. For a moment, Garou was startled at the second, more forceful press of Suiryu’s mouth, but once he had gotten his own second wind, it was like combat between them, waged with lips and tongue, Garou grabbing his shirt in a fist.

Badd was watching with such numb fascination that when Garou suddenly yanked him closer by his hand, he nearly fell into their embrace. He was still gathering his bearings when suddenly Suiryu was kissing him and...shit. Badd and Garou always joked that Badd was the better at kissing, but now, with a third party in the mix, he actually was having doubts if he would be keeping the title. There was none of the tentative uncertainty Badd had usually experienced in first kisses; Suiryu could read his way through his mouth like a second language.

A brush of warm wet under his ear sent a shiver down Badd’s back as he realized Garou was licking the soft spot at the joint of his jaw, just under his lobe. Gold eyes were staring at the side of his face, an invested, carnal interest in the display, and Badd felt far, far too warm. Suiryu licked his bottom lip before tipping Badd’s chin towards Garou, and although kissing Garou was familiar territory, it was a new experience with Suiryu momentarily between them, their three mouths moving together in a clumsy but extremely arousing way.

When they finally parted, all three were panting, glancing between one another.