Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ In The Shadows, In The Light ❯ Retribution ( Chapter 15 )

Author's Notes: All Weiss Kreutz stuff/characters are not owned by me and all rights apply to the lucky bastards who do own them. I make absolutely nothing off this except gratification of my own sick and twisted desires.

 

Thanks goes to Race for beta-ing this for me and holding my hand when I got uber dorky.

 

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Retribution

 

~Aya~

 

No one does revenge like Fujimiya Ran.

 

I'd had almost a week to think about what I intended to do to Schuldig for his despicable, dirty, trick. It didn't matter that I had ultimately enjoyed what we did. It didn't matter that I had agreed to it the previous night. It most certainly didn't matter that I would have done it for Schu if he had asked me because I loved him.

 

No, he was going to be the target of my vengeance because if you let a man like Schuldig get away with something like that one time; he'd do it again. I wasn't going to hurt him; tempting as that thought had initially been. I was going to subject him to some sexual torment that I had thought up specifically for him. I could be creative when it came to dealing retribution.

 

Some would even say gifted.

 

My plan hinged on Yohji and his Talent; I didn't like relying on someone else but I was sure that once I explained to Yohji what I wanted to do, he'd not only go along with me, but be a full participant.

 

When I woke up in the hotel room after the mind-blowing sex with Yohji and Schuldig, I felt like shit. My head pounded, my mouth was desert dry and I had only hazy memories of what had happened after we all peaked and the energy Yohji's Talent produced surged into Schuldig and me.

 

Yohji asked me what I had meant by saying I loved him and Schuldig. I panicked inwardly until I heard Schuldig's voice in my head telling me that I'd been higher than a kite when I had said it. I declined to answer Yohji's question, letting my mood speak for me, and he thankfully let the subject drop. I wasn't ready for Yohji to find out how I felt about him, even though it was becoming harder to hide, it still felt too raw to be said aloud. I waffled between likely scenarios: Yohji laughing at my declaration or giving me a pitying look before telling me he didn't feel that way about me. Either one would kill me.

 

I found Yohji in his room, reading, of all things. He put the book down and smiled a greeting as I stepped into his room and closed the door behind me. I wasn't entirely sure this plan of mine would work so I needed to test my theory with Yohji before I even broached the plan.

 

“Do you trust me, Yohji?” I asked as I moved to the bed.

 

“With my life,” was his immediate answer; I could see his curiosity in his eyes.

 

“Will you try something for me? Give it everything you have?”

 

“I'd do anything for you. You know that. What's wrong, Aya?” Yohji tugged me down to him.

 

“I want you to try and push some of that energy your Talent makes into me. I need to know if you can do it if you want to.”

 

“I'm going to assume that's not a euphuism for you wanting me to make love to you.” His lazy grin made the muscles in my belly clench. Or perhaps it was his choice of phrase. I very much wanted Yohji to make love to me; I wanted him to love me as I loved him. Every time I joined him in bed, I made love to him. That's how I thought of it in my head.

 

“If you can push your Talent's energy at me, into me, then we will be doing a lot of love making for what I have planned. This is important to me, Yohji. Will you try?”

 

He gave me a considering look before nodding his head and asking if I had any ideas on how he was supposed to do it. It was as easy as that. No questions. No demands for an explanation, like I would have done. Just acceptance. I suggested some things that occurred to me after several conversations with Schuldig. Yohji frowned as he thought about it; finally he nodded. His eyes lost focus and turned inward.

 

I watched Yohji struggle to do what I had asked of him. Sweat broke out on his face and his lips thinned into a grim line. He stopped for a few moments and panted lightly from the mental effort before taking a few deep breaths and trying again. Faint little lines of pain formed around his eyes, tempting me to tell him to stop. Revenge on Schuldig wasn't worth hurting Yohji.

 

It was a good thing that Yohji had pulled me down to the bed or I would have toppled over when he finally did succeed. I ended up flat on my back with a no doubt silly smile on my face. Eventually, we'd have to work on him not giving so much in one fell swoop but currently I was pleased with the fact that it had worked at all. Strength and awareness flowed through me as well as the giddy high that accompanied Yohji's gift.

 

Yohji loomed over me. “Aya? You ok? Aya?” He sounded tired.

 

I stretched and felt every muscle in my body come to life. I was hyper aware of everything about my body and the world around me. I felt energized and unstoppable. I was also suddenly, painfully aroused.

 

“More than ok. Do you remember how you did that? Could you do it again if you needed to?” I allowed myself to stroke Yohji's cheek. The need to pleasure him was starting to crowd my thoughts.

 

“Yeah, I think I can. It was kinda like projecting desire and availability to someone. Just a little more mental effort with a slightly different flavour. What exactly are you up to, Aya? What's going on behind those beautiful eyes of yours?”

 

I explained my plan and watched his eyes widen. A look of awe came over his face before Yohji threw his head back and laughed in delight. He scooped me up into his arms and planted a kiss I felt down to my toes.

 

“I'm not sure who scares me more: Schuldig for initially doing what he did to us or you for thinking up such a devious plan to get even. If you want this plan of yours to work, I'm going to need to build up one hell of a reserve to draw on. Schu can take a lot more energy than you can. I don't want to experience that draining like before. You'd better get your beautiful ass moving.”

 

Yohji lay back on the bed and spread his arms wide. “Make love to me, Ran. Charge me up until we both almost pass out from the excess and then we'll put this little plan of yours into motion.”

 

I smiled at Yohji, still riding high on the energy he had poured into my body. I knelt on the bed and started to strip off my clothes. Even if this ended up not working how I planned, it was going to feel so good making the attempt.

 

~Yohji~

 

I was the proverbial bright-eyed and bushy tailed bundle of energy by the time Aya was done with me. I wasn't at the point I had been last time - feeling like I was going to explode from too much energy - but I felt very full. Aya was incredible when he had a goal in mind. He had taken great care to make sure that I didn't feel like he was using me as a tool; shyly showing with actions what he could not bring himself to put in words. Aya's emotions got stronger the more he worked to charge me up, so in addition to the dizzying power my Talent provided, I was also riding high on the feelings that Aya was unconsciously projecting. Whatever they were, (and I needed to ask him for clarification before it drove me nuts) they provided an even better buzz than my Talent.

 

Aya called Schuldig to come over. Schuldig was a little miffed that we had gone at it like rabbits and hadn't invited or waited for him to come over. He and Schuldig had some kind of argument mentally that excluded me, leaving me with the impression I was the subject. Finally they came some kind of conclusion. When Schuldig arrived, the first thing he did was sweep me into his arms and try to crawl into me with a kiss; lips and tongue and teeth and me left panting and wanting.

 

“Get a room.” Ken rolled his eyes and slipped into his place at the table, sipping one of his horrible caffeine free teas.

 

“Ach, why kitten? Maybe we want to put on a show for you. Let you see exactly how erotic it is between men,” Schuldig said with a seductive purr in his voice as he ground his hips into mine.

 

Ken slammed down the mug he had been drinking from and surged to his feet. “I'll just wait for the video, ok? After all, I hear the damn soundtrack all the time.”

 

“You do have a vivid imagination,” Schuldig said as he stared at Ken with a considering look. “But that position just isn't comfortable for long fuck sessions, Yohji's cock is thicker than that, Aya's is longer and yes; he's a real red head. I've also never met anyone who was flexible enough to pull off sucking their own dick.”

 

Ken's face turned an amazing shade of purple and I moved to stop his inevitable lunge across the table and attempt on Schuldig's life. The German, proving he has no sense of self preservation, smirked at Ken and squeezed my ass. The smirk disappeared when Aya smacked him hard in the back of the head.

 

“Ow, Aya,” Schuldig complained as he let go of me and rubbed the back of his head.

 

I inwardly winced in sympathy: I'd been on the receiving end of a few of those smacks and knew Aya could deliver a stinging blow with a seemingly careless motion. Schu did have that coming for deliberately provoking Ken; he was such a shit disturber.

 

“Stop teasing Ken. You are a guest in his home. Behave yourself or leave,” Aya warned with steel in his voice.

 

**Ach, you're a hard man, Fujimiya Ran. I can fix that, ** Schuldig leered as he sent rapid flashes of memory to us from the last time we had been together. I couldn't see how that would make any red blooded man less hard, however.

 

A blush rose in Aya's cheeks but he kept his gaze on Schuldig, who eventually stopped the slide show and pouted. **You're no fun, Ran. **

 

“Why is he always coming here? Why don't you guys ever go to his place?” Ken asked petulantly.

 

I wondered that myself. I knew it wasn't because he didn't want his team mates to know he was doing two guys. After Aya's little confrontation at his house, all the former members of Schwartz knew we were an item.

 

**Schu, why don't we ever go to your place? ** I asked.

 

**You've never asked, ** he answered simply.

 

**Fine. We'll go to your place tonight then since you can't seem to behave around Ken, ** Aya said.

 

**But I just got here. And Yohji's bed is nicer, ** Schuldig whined.

 

“We'll be at Schuldig's place tonight, Ken. We have the afternoon shift in the shop tomorrow so there shouldn't be a problem,” Aya said to Ken before turning to face me. “I'll pack a few things for us, Yohji. I will only take a few minutes.”

 

“Hey, I didn't say you could come over tonight,” Schuldig protested to Aya's retreating back.

 

We all stared in surprise when Aya flipped Schuldig the bird without breaking stride. Ken laughed and his sounds of amusement trailed after him as he left the kitchen. I wondered what Aya was up to with this sudden change of plans. I couldn't ask him because Schuldig was right there. We were both already shielding like mad and hoping that he didn't catch wind of what was in store for him.

 

“What are the two of you up to, Vergnügen?” Schuldig asked as he nibbled on my neck and stroked a hand down my back.

 

“Nothing,” I said as I tried not to squirm under the arousing feel of his touch.

 

I felt Schuldig try to burrow into my brain and find out what was in store for him. I don't know who was more surprised, him or me, when he didn't get anywhere. I felt him push harder and frown at me.

 

“Aya's been teaching you, hasn't he? Why can he teach you and I can't?”

 

“Yes, I have been teaching him because I can do it without trying to crawl into his pants five minutes after starting. Now get out of Yohji's head and let's go,” said Aya as he appeared silently at the base of the stairs with an overnight bag.

 

“I still didn't say you could come over to my house. I don't see why we have to leave if we're all here already.”

 

Schuldig could be a real pain in the ass when he didn't get his own way. Problem was, Aya was completely unmovable once he made his mind up about something. And he had decided that we were going to go to Schuldig's house tonight. Immovable object meets unstoppable object. Schuldig didn't stand a chance. I was included in the mental loop when Aya began his own version of a slide show. Schuldig groaned and his hand fisted the material of my shirt. I gave a little whimper at the images and bit my lip.

 

Images of every single time either he or Schuldig had had my ass flowed through the mental link in stunning beauty. I was floored at the way Aya perceived me. The images were beautiful and intense and highly detailed. It was almost as if I could feel what he had felt as he moved in me.

 

“Shall we go? If you want to personally add to that collection of memories, we're going to your house, Schuldig.”

 

**It's a damn good thing you don't have any Talent, Ran. You'd be even more dangerous than you already are, ** Schuldig said as he drew a shuddery breath.

 

Aya sniffed but I caught the smile as he turned away. I knew Aya practiced every day to make himself as strong mentally as he could. I had no idea he had gotten so good, but I shouldn't have been surprised; Aya was one of the most mentally focused people I ever met. I had to get him to show me how he did that picture show trick. That was, hands down, one of the best peep shows I'd ever seen. It was even better than Schuldig's.

 

We followed Aya out to the garage and climbed into Schuldig's car. He still muttered, interspersing German curses, about making him come all the way over to our place when we were going back to his but I noticed that he drove back to his place a little faster than was safe. Also, the erection he'd gotten hadn't gone down. Well, if he liked that little mental movie of Aya's, he was going to go crazy with what Aya had in mind for him as payback.

 

Nobody did revenge like Fujimiya Ran.

 

~Schuldig~

 

My lovers were up to something. I knew it but couldn't figure out what. I couldn't get into Yohji's head or Aya's unless I was willing to really force the issue and hurt them. They were shielding like crazy. After that little show of Aya's, I was at the point where I didn't really care. I knew the man was good for someone who didn't have Talent but I had no idea he was damn near gifted at projecting thoughts and emotions like that little show had produced. I was rock hard from nothing more than that. He had chosen to show me, and probably Yohji, only those times when Yohji had been on the receiving end. He had coloured each instance with the love he felt for the man, making the experience even more powerful.

 

I lead the way into my house. Farf looked at us curiously when we passed by the living room where he was watching T.V. Nagi dropped the knife he was using to butter his bread when we passed by the kitchen. Brad even poked his head out of his office as we walked past and a knowing little smirk came and went on his face. Why had I never noticed that my room was beyond all these other rooms that were routinely occupied by my team mates? No wonder I used the window as often as I did.

 

Once in my room, I saw a quick look pass between Aya and Yohji and felt myself tense at the attack I suspected was coming. Yohji came at me from the front and Aya moved behind me. Aya pressed himself to my back and moved my hair to the side to kiss my neck. I could feel his erection pressing against my ass.

 

**Relax, Schu. We won't hurt you…much, ** Aya said with a mental purr.

 

That should have worried me somewhat but when Yohji took my head in his hands and laid a kiss on me that made my toes curl, all thoughts fled. He was gifted in the arts of seduction without his Talent boosting him. With his Talent running high as was now apparent to me, he was devastating. I went under without a fight.

 

Yohji kissed me like he wanted to bring me to orgasm through that alone. I was starting the think that he could do it too when I felt the faintest tingles of his Talent produced energy flowing into me. Curious, I let it come to me and gasped as it suddenly hit me in a tidal rush. There was more coming at me than what should have been if it was just the ebb and flow of his Gift. I tried to block the deluge and found that I couldn't. It was like sticking fingers in a badly leaking dam. I soon ran out of mental fingers and his energy poured into me.

 

Pleasure burst in my head and travelled through my body. I cried out from the intense feel of it. It was different from what I remembered of the overcharge. There hadn't been this intense rush of bliss. It had felt very good but not this spine tingling, almost orgasmic good. A drawn out moan left me as I felt like I was drowning in lust. I gripped Yohji's shoulders tightly and ground my hips against his. I whimpered at the feel of Aya pressing against me from behind. All the muscles in my body suddenly snapped tight and I screamed as an orgasm hit me like a sledge hammer.

 

Pleasure continued to flood my system and I sagged between my two lovers. I knew I was now drunk from the energy Yohji was feeding me. I tried to shield against it but discovered that I was too far gone. I gave a little pleasure filled sigh of bliss and closed my eyes; just for a moment. I heard Aya laugh softly next to my ear.

 

**I told you, I'd get even with you and that you'd have to sleep sometime, Schu. **

 

I struggled briefly to wake myself up. The last thing I remember was hearing Aya tell Yohji it was enough and being carried to my bed between my lovers.

 

*********

 

I woke up slowly and moaned ever so softly. My body was humming with the residue of Yohji's Talent being poured into me and I wanted to stretch and luxuriate in the feel. There was a different flavour to the energy of Yohji's Talent when he actively used it as opposed to me siphoning it from him. It was highly sexual and made me feel like my entire body had been stroked into lush arousal with a skilful hand. My cock throbbed in time to my heartbeat from the energy. I started to stretch and discovered that I couldn't move my arms or legs. My eyes flew open to find Yohji and Aya seated naked, one on either side of me, watching me.

 

I glanced down my body to find that somebody had been rooting around in my stuff. I wanted to be mad about that but the surprising pleasure of waking up to leather bondage straps around my thighs, ankles and wrists swept out any irritation. It was a dark kind of kink that I enjoyed. I liked sexual surprises. So far, every sexual surprise I had experienced with either of my lovers had been beyond any expectations I had. I wasn't about to share that little piece of information with them yet. I didn't want them to stop whatever sexual torture they had planned for me. I had to work at not wriggling with delight at what was to come.

 

My wrists were snapped into the rings at my thighs and my ankles had rope going through the rings and appeared to be tied to the foot of the bed. I went to sit up only to find that I had a collar around my neck and it was tied to the head of the bed. I wasn't going anywhere. I felt a shiver of excitement move through me and struggled to suppress the moan that wanted to escape.

 

“What the fuck?!” I growled as I played as if I was upset to find myself tied down and about to be sexually molested by my two beautiful lovers. Silly kittens. Arousal slinked through my system.

 

“You do remember I said I'd get you back, Schu. I've thought about what I was going to do to you. Physical injury, as tempting as that idea initially was, does none of us any good. You tormented us through the day sexually. Like upon like, Schu. Karma is a bitch isn't it?” Aya said in a low voice as he stroked a hand down my thigh.

 

“You liked it. We all liked it,” I protested as wriggled in a false attempt to get free. I would have been incredibly disappointed if I had managed to work myself free.

 

“Oh yes, very much so. That isn't the point. You used your Talent on me while I slept. You know I don't like it when you do that. I said I'd get you back. I always keep my word Schu.”

 

I turned my head to plead my case with Yohji. He was watching me with a smile I can only call predatory. It was filled with sexual promise and I unconsciously licked my lips as ideas and images flashed through my head at what the two of them might have in mind for me. Fuck but maybe they knew me better than I thought.

 

“My team mates will hear us and come see what all the noise is about,” I argued in a last ditch effort.

 

“They've already stopped by once. When you passed out from the energy Yohji pushed into you. That was actually pretty interesting. Did you know that when you get filled with enough energy from Yohji, some of the excess bleeds over to your team mates? We'll have to discuss it later. Right now, they know, generally, what we're going to do to you. They won't be coming. They think it's hilarious that you got yourself into this mess.”

 

**Aya…Ran…Schärfe, what are you up to? You don't need to do this. **

 

**No, I don't need to. I want to do this. Relax and enjoy Schu. Isn't that what you told me? **

 

I watched Aya and Yohji lean over me and kiss. It was a gentle thing, like what you'd give someone when you came home at the end of the day. It didn't stay gentle for long. It morphed into a kiss of heat and passion. I watched as Aya devoured Yohji's mouth. I sucked in a sharp breath when Aya began talking to me in my head.

 

**Yohji tastes so good Schu. Did you know you came before you passed out? We found out when we undressed you. You know what he did? He licked you clean. He tastes of you and him. **

 

I felt my cock further harden at those words. I hadn't known that I had come. I wasn't overly surprised. Yohji's Talent had never felt like what I had experienced. It had been completely worth it on several levels to have him fill me with that addicting energy of his. I was aroused, bound and about to be pleasurably abused by my lovers. I was also experiencing a surge to my Talent. That alone was enough to excite the hell out of me.

 

As Aya and Yohji kissed, their hands began roaming my body. Long, slow glides of their fingers over my skin soon had me twisting into their caresses. I watched as Yohji broke the kiss and moved his lips down Aya's throat and to his nipple pierced through with the ring. Yohji played with the ring using his tongue and teeth, making Aya moan.

 

**I love when you guys play with my nipple ring. It's such a sweet rush. Can you feel how good it is, Schu? **

 

I could feel how much Aya was enjoying Yohji's mouth on him. It was almost as if Yohji was tormenting my own nipple. I wondered when Aya had gotten so good at this mental stuff.

 

**There was a marked increase in how well I could do things after that overcharge of Yohji. As much as I like what Yohji is doing to me, we've had to wait over an hour for you to wake up. We amused ourselves and now we're both feeling a little impatient, ** Aya said with a control I was suitable impressed with. I knew how badly he wanted. He was feeding me the intense need he had to be with one of the people he loved.

 

I watched Aya pull Yohji from his nipple with a sigh and push him so that he straddled my head. I looked up into the ever arousing sight of Yohji's hard cock and felt my mouth go dry. His ass was already slick with lube and when I felt Aya shift over me and Yohji lean forward, my heart rate easily doubled. They weren't going to…yes, yes they were. Mein Gott, this was top notch kink I was being subjected to.

 

Aya pressed the head of his cock to Yohji. Yohji gave a breathy moan as Aya pushed into him. His cock twitched, just out of my reach and he took it in hand once Aya was fully seated in him. Aya's long fingers cupped Yohji's balls and held them out of the way so I got an unobstructed view of Aya's cock buried in Yohji's ass from a mere six inches away. I groaned and wanted to take my own erection in hand but the bondage gear prevented that. It just made the sight before me even more arousing because I couldn't do anything about it. Mein Gott in Himmel, but I loved this kind of game.

 

Aya began with long, slow strokes into Yohji. Yohji followed the motion with his hand on himself and made noises of deep pleasure with each thrust. Then the mental torture started. Both Aya and Yohji began feeding me what they were experiencing. Aya was controlled passion. A razor sharp knife edge that cuts you deep before you were even aware it had happened. Yohji was a tidal wave of bliss. Swamping the senses and drowning you in a pleasure so intense, you never noticed when you stopped breathing and just let it take you under.

 

I strained against the bonds. I wanted to participate. I wanted to feel Yohji in my mouth. I wanted to feel my cock in Aya. I whined as neither thing happened. They both knew what I wanted. I was telling them in a desire heavy voice directly into their heads. It was then that Aya told me exactly what he was going to do.

 

**I'm going to make love to Yohji in every way I can until I can't get it up or he's too sore to continue. I'm going to share what I feel with you. Every stroke; every lick; every kiss. That is all you're going to get from this. You are going to watch me pleasure Yohji to as many orgasms as we can manage. You'll experience everything second hand. I haven't decided yet if I'll let you come. In case you hadn't noticed, you're wearing a cock ring. **

 

I closed my eyes at the perfection of Aya's revenge. It was diabolical. It was torturous. It was new heights of cruelty. It was beautiful in its simplicity. It was so incredibly erotic and appealing to the dark kink that I loved. I could feel the smug satisfaction coming from Aya as well as the love he had for me. This was going to be so good.

 

Nobody did revenge like Fujimiya Ran.

 

 

 

~Aya~

 

I thrust slowly into Yohji, letting what I was feeling pour into Schuldig's head. I fed him the image of my cock sliding in and out of Yohji as we crouched over our wicked German. He sent back what he saw and Yohji groaned at the images of himself getting fucked from two different viewpoints. I urged Yohji to come and he willingly stroked himself faster. Soon he moaned and his orgasm shuddered through his body, his release coated his fingers and leaving him panting.

 

“Ran, now. Please,” Yohji begged in a voice that slid over my senses like satin.

 

I gripped Yohji's hips and plunged rapidly into him. Sweet relief rushed through me as I peaked and spilled my seed inside Yohji. Schuldig whined under us and thrashed around as much as he could.

 

“Let Schuldig lick your fingers clean, Yohji,” I said in a husky voice.

 

Yohji groaned as he gave his fingers over to Schuldig's talented tongue. Schuldig sucked greedily on Yohji's fingers and made noises of approval deep in his throat. I waited until Yohji pulled his fingers free from Schuldig before I let my softening cock slip free of him. I told Yohji to stay over Schuldig while I moved off. Schuldig whimpered at seeing Yohji's well fucked hole so close. I knew he could see my come starting to trickle out of Yohji and it was only serving to arouse Schuldig further; as I knew it would.

 

“Yohji, your assistance?” I asked.

 

Yohji moved off Schuldig and knelt next to his hip across from me. I gripped Schuldig's erection and waited for Yohji to put his hand over mine. We started to stroke Schuldig and I leaned forward to take Yohji's soft dick in hand. Yohji grinned at me and reached for mine. Schuldig lifted his head from the pillow as much as he could and groaned before letting his head fall back and his eyes close.

 

**Oh no, you get to see the show, ** I said as I carefully fed him what I was seeing and feeling.

 

I let him feel the pleasure of Yohji's hand bringing me to hardness again. The delight of feeling the satiny skin of Yohji's cock firm in my hand. The arousing pleasure of having Schuldig's cock in hand with Yohji and stroking in time to bring Schuldig to the peak of arousal.

 

Schuldig exhaled slowly and his hips rocked into motion, following our strokes. When his breathing was fast and uneven, I motioned for Yohji to release Schuldig. We both let go at the same time and his hard cock bounced against his belly, wringing a sharp cry of denial. I smiled evilly; this was going very well, better than expected. Schuldig wasn't the only who could be a bastard.

 

“Lay beside Schuldig, Yohji. I want to watch your expressions as I slide into you.”

 

Schuldig's eyes opened, his gaze heavy with desire. Yohji lay on his back as I had instructed and spread his legs without my having to tell him. I hovered over Schuldig and rubbed my cock against his. He whined low in his throat but held my eyes. I twisted and lowered my mouth to Yohji's erection and sucked him inside. Yohji groaned and threaded his fingers through my hair.

 

**Kiss Schuldig. Make him crazy with want, Yohji, ** I said as I continued rubbing my dick against Schuldig and sucking Yohji's cock.

 

Yohji turned his head and captured Schuldig's lips. I watched them kiss from the corner of my eye: the two people I loved without reservation enjoying and arousing each other having a like effect on me. Yohji's kisses were an addictive drug, but they made me want to do more to him than just kiss. And I planned on doing more. I moved off Schuldig and heard him moan a protest that was swallowed by Yohji. I released Yohji's cock and pressed against his opening. He now mewled into Schuldig's mouth and moved his legs up to his chest, again without my telling him to.

 

I pushed into Yohji and sighed my pleasure as I took him a second time. Yohji broke the kiss with Schuldig, saying my name over and over as I loved him gently. I fed to Schuldig the sensations of how hot and tight Yohji was and I knew Yohji was feeding him how I felt buried deep in his ass. Schuldig writhed and moaned next to us on the bed, desperately wanting to join us.

 

I could feel Yohji starting his climb to orgasm; I had told him not to hold back as I had planned for us to have more than just one or two orgasms. I started moving faster, anticipating watching his face as he came. Yohji stiffened under me and closed his eyes as his orgasm washed over him again, his groan of satisfaction music to both Schuldig and me. He striped his belly with his release and I growled at the sight. I directed the feel of Yohji's ass clenching my cock to Schuldig and was pleased when he whimpered and renewed his struggles to get free. I let my own orgasm find me and held myself still as I throbbed inside Yohji. I pulled out and draped myself over Schuldig, panting and slightly sweaty.

 

“He feels so damn amazing doesn't he?” I asked Schuldig, a little breathlessly, as I stroked his chest and toyed with his nipples.

 

“Aya…Ran…” Schuldig started as he rolled his head on the pillow. His need beat at my brain and I smiled at the waves of heated need he was radiating.

 

“Yes? Is there something you want?” I asked, watching Yohji leave the bed to get his smokes. I frowned at that but decided to let it go.

 

Schuldig's eyes darted to Yohji standing next to the window. He flicked his gaze first to Yohji's soft cock and followed the wiping motion as Yohji cleaned his belly of his release. Schuldig looked longingly at the cigarette between Yohji's lips.

 

“Ach, I suppose it's worthless to ask for Yohji's ass. Can I have a smoke instead?”

 

I motioned Yohji over with a nod of my head. As he came close I sent to him alone and hoped that Schuldig didn't catch it.

 

**Give him both briefly. **

 

**You sure? Not that I don't want Schu's cock in my ass but I thought you wanted to torment him tonight? **

 

**What better torment to let him have your ass for a few brief moments and then be denied it and the release he desperately wants? **

 

Yohji sent me a surprised look and smiled in that wicked, sensual way he had. Schuldig narrowed his eyes, knowing something had passed between us but not sure what. I moved off of Schuldig and to the other side of the bed. They both knew I didn't like them smoking but I wasn't about to try and stop them. Yohji straddled Schuldig hips and leaned forward to place the cigarette he had been smoking between Schuldig's lips. I watched Schuldig take a few drags and moved carefully behind them. I waited until they had finished the smoke before making my move. I touched Yohji's lower back and he moved backwards. I gripped Schuldig's erection and Yohji sank down onto him in one smooth move.

 

Schuldig howled from the feel of suddenly being balls deep inside Yohji. Yohji gasped and I felt my eyes widen in surprise as Schuldig stormed through the shields in my head. He was suddenly everywhere and I realized that I had made a slight miscalculation. I allowed myself to forget how powerful Schuldig was and that getting him drunk off Yohji's Talent would only make him more so.

 

Schuldig was firmly entrenched in my head and I assumed it was the same for Yohji. His arousal and need was a painful thing. I had pushed him hard and even though he had loved it, he was at his limit to what he would take and I had broken what little restraint Schuldig had by having Yohji take his cock. My plans for a drawn out tormenting session were finished.

 

**I tried, Ran. I really tried to let you play out this little game of yours. It was fantastic kink, but Yohji feels so good and I could feel every stroke you made into him like it was my own cock, ** Schuldig apologised as he twisted his hips under Yohji and panted.

 

Even though I had experienced two orgasms in a short period of time, the lust Schuldig was feeding me was making me hard again. Yohji was no better. I stroked my erection, overwhelmed by Schuldig and Yohji. The still faintly rational part of me nearly burst with pride at pushing him to this point; shortly thereafter followed a seductive mental chuckle from Schuldig.

 

**Take the cock ring off me and come ride Yohji. I want to feel you both come again. **

 

The words were accompanied by a strong compulsion to obey but I had been practicing and I was stronger than Schuldig gave me credit for. I instead moved to his feet and freed his ankles. I scooped the lube up from the floor and slicked my cock before bringing lube slicked fingers to Schuldig's hole. He caught my thoughts and a low growl rumbled through his chest. As long as he felt our release, he didn't care if I rode Yohji or filled his ass.

 

I spread Schuldig's legs and worked his hole with my fingers. The whole time I did that, I held Yohji still with my other hand on his hip. He murmured a protest and I felt Schuldig mentally trying to get Yohji to move. I leaned up and whispered into Yohji's ear not to move as I was getting Schuldig ready for me. Yohji shivered and nodded his head as he bit his lip, trying to resist Schuldig's seductive voice urging him on.

 

“Ran,” Schuldig said with growing impatience and lust in his voice.

 

I let my fingers fall from Schuldig and pressed a hand to Yohji's back, pushing him forward slightly. I unsnapped the cock ring and smirked at Schuldig's relieved sigh. Schuldig bent his knees and I pressed my cock to him. There was a moment of resistance before he relaxed and I slid into the tight heat I didn't get to experience nearly enough. The three of us gasped as one. Schuldig pulled us in tightly until we felt like one mind. Then, together, we began to move.

 

There was no fumbling or false starts. We moved in perfect synchronization with each other. Our desire for each other dipped and swirled around us, making us want even stronger. I knew I was projecting the love I felt for both men but I couldn't have stopped it if I'd tried. Schuldig already knew how I felt. Yohji hadn't figured out what it was yet so I felt safe to let my emotions run free between us.

 

Schuldig was the first to peak, having been denied release while Yohji and I had both ours. Because of the tight mental link and the physical closeness, his orgasm brought Yohji over within a few heartbeats. Hearing Yohji cry out his pleasure and seeing him stripe Schuldig's chest as well as feeling Schuldig's ass tighten around me, hauled me along seconds after Yohji. Yohji drooped over Schuldig and I draped myself over Yohji's back. I was surrounded by that scary emotion called love that I held for these two men. I had never felt better in my entire life.

 

~Yohji~

 

I was content. We eventually untied Schu and snuggled together in the bed. It wasn't as big a bed as mine so we were spooning and I was close to dozing in the comfortable relaxed heat of Schuldig pressed to my chest and Aya snug against my back. I let myself drift in the warmth and felt that emotion that gave me such pleasure from Aya again. I smiled to myself and brushed my nose in Schuldig's hair. It was wonderful to feel like I belonged. To love and be loved in return. I gave a blissful little sigh and wriggled my hips deeper into Aya's lap.

 

My eyes snapped open and my heart suddenly started hammering in my chest in triple time. Aya murmured a protest at my sudden stiffening in his arms and stroked a hand down my hip and thigh in a soothing motion. I tried to relax but the little hamster in the wheel that powered my brain had just died from utter shock.

 

`No fucking way did Aya love me. I would have noticed.' was the first thought I had. Then I thought about Aya and how screwed up mentally he was. I wondered if he knew what it was he felt for me. I didn't think Aya had a lot of experience with romantic love.

 

**He knows, ** Schuldig said quietly to me.

 

**What?! You knew?! Why didn't you say something to me? **

 

**It wasn't my place to tell you. **

 

**Like that would have stopped you. Don't bullshit me, Schu, ** I warned as I let the hand that had been circling his waist slide towards his throat.

 

**Ach, don't be an ass. I know I'm a bastard but something like that…you just don't go blabbing it around, ** Schuldig sounded offended.

 

**When? ** I demanded.

 

**A while. What made you realize it now? ** he asked curiously.

 

I started to reply but I wasn't sure how to explain it. Now that I knew what that feeling was, it was just there. Like knowing your heart was beating.

 

**Are you going to tell him how you feel? ** tension was in Schuldig's mental voice and I didn't understand why.

 

**What do you mean? **

 

**Dummkopf, the two of you are so difficult. I don't know why I bother sometimes, ** Schuldig said with a put upon sigh. **I know you love him. Are you going to tell him that? **

 

I stared at the back of Schuldig's head and wondered if either Aya or I had any secrets from him. Schuldig was giving off waves of an emotion I hadn't encountered yet and I was trying to work out what it was. I probably would have been able to figure it out faster if I hadn't been distracted by the enthralling emotion of Aya's love that was still flowing towards me.

 

I finally stopped trying so hard to puzzle out what I was sure Schuldig was unconsciously sending and let the emotions flow over me. I figured it had worked with Aya so there was no reason it wouldn't work with Schuldig. I ignored Schuldig's repeated question about whether I was going to tell Aya or not and let myself float mentally. It came to me at last.

 

**You're jealous. **

 

**Nein, ** Schuldig denied with more force than the simple statement required.

 

**Yes, yes you are. You're jealous because…** I trailed off as I tried to work it out in my head. **You're jealous of Aya because I love him. Why? You don't love me like he does. I'd be able to tell, now that I know what to look for, ** I said as thoughts tumbled through my head almost to fast for me to catch and make sense of them.

 

Schuldig started to leave the bed but I held tight to him. He struggled to escape and his efforts to get free made Aya lift his head from the pillow to see what was wrong. I made noises of reassurance to Aya and continued to work through the mental minefield I had just stepped into. When the reason for Schuldig's jealousy came to me, I sighed.

 

**Oh god, Schu. I've had years to get to know him. I've only known you as a lover for a short period of time. I like you a lot and I want to continue to get to know you better. I didn't fall in love with Ran over night, ** I said as I pressed my lips against his neck and held him as still as I could.

 

**Why not? Ran did, ** he snapped back but ceased his attempts to get free of my embrace. He was sulking now. God, he was such a pain, I thought affectionately.

 

**Ran did what? ** I asked as I nuzzled into his hair and tried to make him relax again.

 

**He loves me, ** Schuldig answered with a mix of pride and mystification. Even though he was sure he had Aya's love he didn't sound like he knew why he had it.

 

Yeah, I was a little surprised, to use the understatement of the century. I didn't doubt for a second that Schuldig was telling me the truth. I was hurt that Aya had told Schuldig that he loved him yet hadn't told me he loved me. Did Aya love me less? Is that why he hadn't told me? My happy, contented mood began to crash.

 

**He loves both of us the same, ** came Schuldig's reluctant voice. **He didn't tell me. I forced it from his head. Just like I forced him to confront his feelings about you; although I hadn't meant to do that at the time. He would still be in denial if I hadn't gone into his head and dragged his feelings into the light of day. **

 

My mood levelled out from its nose dive at Schuldig's confession. I felt a little sorry for Aya because of what Schuldig had done, but I couldn't say I was truly sorry since having Aya love me back was my fondest wish. I hugged Schuldig tighter to me.

 

**Give me time, Schu. It's more than like that I feel for you. I don't know if its love. It's too soon for me to tell. I'd be very upset if you were suddenly gone. Just…I need to work it out in my head. I promise you, should the time come that I realize I love you, I'll tell you as soon as I know. **

 

Schuldig grumbled in German but relaxed back against me. I held him tight while my mind spun in circles. Aya loved me. Schuldig wanted me to love him. I wanted Aya to tell me of his own free will that he loved me. Did I want Schuldig to love me? I suppose I did. I did I love him? I didn't know.

 

I loved Aya and trusted him with my life. I would give my life for his. I trusted Schuldig to a point that was getting further and further every day that I spent with him. I would go to extraordinary lengths to keep him safe from harm. I needed to trust someone with my whole heart before I could love them. If I was going to fall in love with Schuldig, I needed a little more time to build that trust. I didn't understand how Aya could love Schuldig so quickly but honestly, there was a lot about Aya I didn't understand. He was a complicated creature and rarely reacted as expected.

 

I sighed and pushed all those thoughts from my head, letting myself enjoy holding and being held by my lovers. There'd be enough time for me to run my brain in confusing, frustrated circles about how I felt about Schuldig and the relationship I had with him and Aya later. For now, I didn't need to think, just feel.

 

 

German to English

 

Nein - No

Dummkopf - fool/idiot