Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ In The Shadows, In The Light ❯ 11 Fusion ( Chapter 22 )

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 my beta on this and those who provided me with information I asked about. It's greatly appreciated.

 

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11 Fusion

 

~Brad~

 

Something wasn't right.

 

A week passed without Weiss being given orders on a target. My visions were never wrong. Never. To get a repeat vision as strong as the first one with more detail always meant the event was hours or just a few days away, at most. Yet, here we were still camping out in the Weiss TV room, enduring the modern torture device known as a pull-out couch.

 

I didn't understand. I'd never had an incorrect vision in my entire life. Were we really throwing such a metaphysical wrench into the workings of Fate by getting Kudou to boost us all? I couldn't help the evil little smirk that appeared on my face at that thought. Knowing we were screwing up future realities by approaching our sworn enemies and actually working with them appealed to my rather perverted sense of humour. I enjoyed Seeing what was to come at the same time that I enjoyed playing fast and loose with future events.

 

But, both teams were starting to feel the strain as we waited for the mission that would send Weiss out and set things into motion for the attempt on Kudou's life. Not that any of us wanted Balinese to die. He was Schwartz's one chance at being free from Rosencrantz; his team mates obviously had more emotional reasons.

 

Despite being a little edgy, I did have other things to engage myself with while we waited for the big event. I could have occupied my time figuring out probabilities and alternate future possibilities, as fascinating as I found that, but there was a game going on right under my nose that I'd have been a fool to pass up watching. Not to mention the potential fodder for tormenting for years to come the biggest pain in that ass I'd ever had the dubious pleasure of working with. I was endlessly amused and entertained to see Schuldig get shot down so consistently by one of his lovers. The best comparison was like seeing a slow motion train wreck. You knew what was coming yet you couldn't stop watching in a kind of horrified fascination. I swear the temperature in the room dropped twenty degrees whenever Fujimiya so much as glanced at Schuldig. The times that Kudou was skilfully whisked away by Abyssinian from my team mate's amorous attentions when things were just getting heated up were bordering on the ridiculous.

 

I'd found an unlikely partner in watching the daily Schuldig Humiliation Show. Siberian seemed to take great pleasure in watching the frustration mount in my team mate. The needling he'd do after Schuldig lost Balinese yet again to Fujimiya or had his advances to his lover soundly rebuffed by Fujimiya was beautiful in its simplicity. I'm not even sure which one of us began the colour commentary on Schuldig's repeated attempts and failures. It was even more entertaining that the decidedly weird game shows that littered Japanese TV.

 

“Ach, come on, Aya. It's been an entire week. It's not like most of those girls didn't think you were gay anyway,” Schuldig reasoned.

 

“I think that comment just earned Schuldig another forty-eight hours in the chastity box. Maybe it's a language barrier. Although, I could have sworn he spoke Japanese fairly well. Granted, sometimes his accent isn't very good….” Hidaka trailed off in a stage whisper.

 

Schuldig shot Hidaka a look that plainly said “Fuck off”. I knew my team mate well enough to know he was itching to do his version of a lobotomy to Siberian. Only the fact that Fujimiya would be even more pissed and possibly never forgive his lover kept Schuldig from doing so. I struggled to keep a straight face.

 

“Schärfe, please. You're killing me, here,” Schuldig pleaded as he made his eyes go as wide and innocent as he could, which were neither very wide nor innocent at all. Fujimiya raised his eyebrow and pinned his lover with a glacial look.

 

“Nobody has ever died from a little abstinence, Schuldig. It'll do you good. Make you reflect on the consequences of your actions when you think with your little head instead of your big one,” Abyssinian said in a tone cold enough to make even me shiver.

 

“Not that there'd be that much difference between the two trains of thought anyway,” Siberian said in a low voice.

 

I had to cough to hide my snort of laughter. Hidaka seemed to be on a roll this evening. Schuldig's jaw clenched and he glared at Siberian, who sent back an innocent look. A smirk from Schuldig and a wince of pain from Hidaka earned my telepath a hard smack in the back of the head from Fujimiya as he passed Schuldig on his way from the room.

 

“Ach, Aya,” Schuldig whined as he rubbed the back of his head.

 

Fujimiya ignored his lover's complaint and walked out of the room. Schuldig muttered to himself and glared again at Hidaka before snatching up the remote and changing the channel, earning vocal protests from our dark haired host. He'd been watching a soccer match before Schuldig distracted us both by trying once again to get back in Fujimiya's good graces. A physical struggle for the controller started and I vacated the couch as elbows and knees started to fly into unprotected body parts. As quickly as the tussle started, it stopped. Schuldig smiled, relinquished the remote and wandered from the room without a word. Hidaka blinked after him.

 

I frowned at his strange behaviour. It wasn't like Schuldig to suddenly give up a fight he stood a good chance of winning. Unless, something more interesting grabbed his attention. A soft laugh escaped me causing Siberian to look at me strangely. Very few things could tear Schuldig away from keeping possession of the remote. Sex was one of those things. Abyssinian probably thought Schuldig wasn't getting any action from him. He thought wrong. One of the downsides to being so close to a telepath was that they were almost always aware of what you were doing if they were paying attention to your thoughts. I knew without a doubt that Schuldig was keeping whisper light fingers in both his lovers' brains. When they had sex without him, he got to enjoy a measure of it through the link he'd established with them.

 

Fujimiya was going to be impossibly pissed off when he found that out.

 

I laughed out loud, making Hidaka shoot a questioning look at me again. I gave in to the evil urge to share that information where I knew it would do the most good. Or harm, depending on how you viewed things. “How mad do you think it would make Fujimiya to know that Schuldig has been getting a mental thrill every time he has sex with Kudoh?”

 

Hidaka stared at me in open mouthed shock for several seconds before he started to laugh wildly. After several minutes, he calmed down and shot me a wicked grin. “How about I let Aya know and see? Bet you twenty bucks Aya tries to run Schuldig through with the closest pointy object when he finds out.”

 

“You're on,” I smiled. I was really getting to like Siberian. Who knew some of the Weiss could be so maliciously fun?

 

 

~Yohji~

 

Aya was under me, arching and gasping in pleasure. His hands travelled over my back, smoothing over my skin and pressing me tighter to him. His legs were wrapped around my waist, his heels digging into my back. Through the link that Schuldig allowed to remain open, despite Aya's anger with him, and my own Talent, I could feel Aya's pleasure and it feed my own. The tingling rush and warmth of my Talent re-charging made me bite my lip and struggle to hold off my release just a little longer to enjoy the delight of Aya responding to what I was doing to him.

 

“Yohji,” Aya groaned as he ground his hips into me.

 

Aya pulled my head down for a deep kiss. He probably didn't realize all the emotions he let loose on me when he did that. Those emotions were my undoing. Aya's love for me was a sharp, icy-hot passion I was powerless against. A shudder travelled through me as Aya moaned my name into my mouth and his cock spurted between us. In that instant of his orgasm, everything he felt for me was laid bare for me to feel. Holding back my own orgasm was impossible in the face of so much raw emotion.

 

The warm, golden fizzy rush of my Talent burst through me, flowing to Aya and, most likely, Schuldig as well through the link. Aya broke the kiss we were sharing, his body shivering from the feel of power gently washing through his system as well as the sensation of my cock pulsing in his ass. His body went limp with sated pleasure and a rare, small smile graced his lips. I touched his face lightly with my fingertips, still riding high on my Talent, my orgasm and the strong feelings of love from Aya. I nuzzled into his neck, enjoying the scent of sex, sweat and man. I loved him so damn much it was a wonder I hadn't shouted it when I came.

 

I felt Schuldig's pleasure from what Aya and I'd just done radiate through the link. Aya's plan to deny Schuldig sounded good on paper but sucked in practice. How did you withhold sex from someone who could just tip-toe around your head and enjoy it anyway in the ultimate version of voyeurism?

 

**Schuldig? ** Aya said in a frosty tone as his body tensed. All the warmth and relaxation from his orgasm fled in the face of his temper.

 

Uh oh. I was torn between trying to wrap Aya in my arms and head off his anger and getting my own ass out of the strike zone. Self-preservation won. I reluctantly slipped free of Aya's body and I edged away from the man I'd just been so intimately tangled with only moments ago. Schuldig had an amazing sense of bad timing.

 

**Ja, mein Schärfe? ** Schuldig asked in a satisfied voice as he added a languid mental stroke to both our pleasure centers. God, didn't he have any brains that weren't centered in his dick?

 

Aya's temper climbed. **How long have you been peeping in on us? **

 

**I'm not peeping. I'm always in your head. That's the idea of the link between us. ** Schuldig explained as if to a slow child.

 

I scooted off the bed under the pretence of lighting a smoke. There was no way in hell I was sitting beside Aya right now - he'd gone deathly still so I knew he beyond very pissed off. I briefly wondered if it would be smart or incredibly stupid to try and get to Aya's sword before he did. I liked all of Schu's bits and pieces where they were currently attached and I didn't much like the idea of Aya re-arranging them in a fit of temper.

 

I thought he knew Schu was in our heads all the time. I thought Aya was cutting off the physical side of his relationship with Schuldig as punishment for outing him because he couldn't keep the telepath from his head. I could feel Schuldig no matter how careful he was being but, maybe that had something to do with me being another Talent. Going by Aya's question and attitude, he hadn't known Schuldig was with us, sharing our pleasure each and every time.

 

Shit, this was going to be bad.

 

**You what? You mean to say I have no privacy from you, ever? **

 

Even if I wasn't an empath, I'd have known Aya was getting ready to blow his top from that little piece of information. He looked gorgeous when he was pissed, in that deadly kinda way, but I didn't want that directed at me. Not even I was reckless enough to try and approach Aya romantically when he was like this. I sent the thought to shut the hell up to Schuldig in as tight a sending as I could.

 

**What? I didn't hurt you. You didn't even know I was there. I'm still not getting to actually nail your ass. What's a little mental orgasm between lovers? Besides, you keep stealing Yohji from me just when we're starting to get things heated up. He's not mad at me. Why do I have to do without both my lovers? ** Schuldig sulked.

 

**Shut the fuck up, Schu, ** I warned, sending as strongly as I could. I saw no reason for him to drag my innocent ass into this conversation. Schuldig winced mentally and grumbled.

 

Aya scowled and reached over the edge of the bed for his pants. I could hear him muttering as he jerked his clothes on. I hoped Schuldig had enough sense to be as far away as possible. He'd returned Aya's katana a few days ago as a peace offering and I wasn't entirely sure Aya wouldn't run him through with it. Maybe not some place fatal but definitely somewhere painful and lingering. Aya stalked to the door wearing only his pants but didn't stop to grab his sword along the way, which was a relief. He was furious but not homicidal… yet. It came to me that if Aya was leaving the room to wreak a little vengeance on Schuldig, I might as well put some pants on. There was going to be no snuggle time for this boy. Knocking Aya off course when he was hell bent on revenge was nearly impossible; rolling around the bed with Aya when he was in this kind of mood just wasn't going to happen, either. When Aya jerked open the door, I don't know who was more surprised, Aya or Schuldig, when our neglected lover fell into my room.

 

“You were even listening at the door?” Aya hissed in anger. He grabbed Schuldig by the front of his shirt and hauled him further into the room, shoving him away once Schuldig cleared the door frame. Aya slammed the door shut and leaned against it, trapping us in the room with him.

 

God, but I hated being the victim of friendly fire.

 

“Why not? You wouldn't even let me watch the two of you together. I need to get my fix anyway I can,” Schuldig pouted. “I've tried to apologise to you, Ran. I still don't see what the big fucking deal is. So a bunch of silly school girls know you like cock? Who the fuck cares? Yohji didn't freak out,” Schuldig pointed out as he reached out a hand and tugged gently on Aya's nipple ring.

 

Aya's irritation was swamped by a sharp spike of arousal when Schuldig played with his nipple ring. I was nearly knocked to my knees by the sudden rush of desire from Aya and the answering surge from Schuldig. I still hadn't gotten the hang of the mental shield thing that Schuldig was trying to teach me. I was learning that sometimes, being an empath with such responsive lovers was a difficult thing. Schuldig smirked and took advantage of Aya's flash of lust. He slipped closer and stole a kiss hot enough to melt steel. My mouth went dry as I watched them kiss. God, but they looked fantastic together. Schuldig threw the link open and I had to clutch at the nearby dresser. Aya might have been mad at Schuldig but he still loved him. He wanted him too and he'd been fighting a rough war against the different things his heart and his head wanted.

 

“You still want me, Ran. I'm always in your head whether it's light touches or deep strides. I didn't mean to make you so mad or hurt you. You know I wouldn't hurt you like that on purpose. You know that,” Schuldig said intently when he broke the kiss.

 

Aya scowled at Schuldig and gave him a hard shove. Colour was high in Aya's cheeks but it wasn't entirely from anger anymore. I relaxed as I finished my smoke; pleased to see my hand was only shaking a little. Aya and Schuldig were pumping out desire like nobody's business. Aside from knowing Schuldig wanted back in our bed pretty fucking bad, Aya knew Schuldig was sincere. He was ready to forgive him but, being Aya, he was determined to make sure Schuldig realized just how embarrassed and humiliated he'd felt. I'd seen this behaviour from Aya before. He was mentally switching gears and getting ready to launch his final strike to drive home his point. I'd been on the receiving end of Aya's “lessons” a few times and fully recognized what was coming even if I didn't know the exact details. I was de-fucking-lighted it wasn't my ass in a sling for once. Yet, despite Schu being a powerful telepath, he didn't seem to have a clue what was coming.

 

“I trusted you to honour my feelings and you didn't. It doesn't matter if you thought it wasn't a big deal. It was a big deal to me and if you're in my head all the time like you say you are, you knew that and ignored my wishes anyway for nothing more than a few moments of attention from school girls,” Aya said as he crossed his arms over his chest and pinned Schuldig with a cold look. “Since you obviously have no idea how important trust is, I think you need to learn.”

 

“Ach, I said I was sorry. What more do you want?” Schuldig sulked as he looked everywhere but directly in Aya's eyes. He knew he was in the wrong. He just wouldn't admit it.

 

“I want you to understand what it is to put that level of trust in somebody else. If you can do that, I'll forgive what you did. Can you do that, Schuldig? Do you trust me?”

 

I had no idea what Aya was up to. I was as much in the dark as Schuldig. But, I wasn't on the receiving end of this so I figured I was golden. I was willing to go along with whatever Aya had in mind. Anything to get us all back on the same page. And knowing Aya and the last time he'd gotten revenge on Schuldig, it was probably diabolical in a twisted kinky way.

 

Schuldig smirked. “Whatever you dream up, mein Schärfe, I can handle.”

 

Aya smiled slowly and I was very, very glad I wasn't in Schuldig's shoes.

 

“Meet me in the bathroom in fifteen minutes. Yohji, stay here and wait for us,” Aya said as he straightened from the door. He walked to the clothes piled near the edge of the bed, scooped his shirt and left the room without another word.

 

“What's he got planned, Vergnügen?” Schuldig asked as he moved to stand next to me and trailed a finger down my arm.

 

“No idea but I'd be damn cautious if I were you,” I said as I tried not to lean into the caress. Schuldig laughed and caught my lips in a demanding kiss that was over before I wanted it to be.

 

“His revenge last time was spectacular. I'm up for that again. Or some variation on that theme. You really don't know what he has planned, do you?”

 

“Nope, not a clue. Aya can keep his mouth shut when he wants to. Don't you know? You're the telepath here, not me.”

 

“Ach, and ruin his surprise? That's no fun, Vergnügen. Besides, he's blocking me like mad. I think he expects me to refuse whatever it is he has planned. He thinks… he thinks I'll chicken out and that… that'll justify his being mad longer,” Schuldig's brow wrinkled as he tried to work out what he could of Aya's thought processes without actually going into his head and jerking the information from him. Maybe Schuldig had already learned a valuable lesson when dealing with Aya.

 

“Sounds about right. Aya's a tricky beast, Schu. I'd be damn careful about agreeing to anything without knowing what you're getting yourself into. You should know by now that if you agree to something with Aya and then back out, he's going to look at that as not being able to keep your word,” I cautioned Schuldig. I figured it was the least I could do to help the poor bastard.

 

“I always keep my word,” Schuldig said in an affronted tone. “There isn't anything he can come up with that'll scare me. I've seen and done things that would make our lovely Aya blush to the roots of his scarlet hair… top and bottom,” Schuldig leered.

 

I didn't doubt that. I'd been around the block myself but there were things I'd never even thought of doing until Schuldig suggested it. Or, more typically, sprung it on either me or Aya. Not to say I hadn't liked the stuff he'd suggested or introduced into our bedroom play. I did like it. A lot.

 

But….

 

Aya was a whole different kettle of fish than Schuldig was used to dealing with. Aya had some weird notions in his head and it wouldn't be the first time he'd surprised me and Schuldig with something. I swear Aya's mind worked in mysterious ways. Good and kinky ways, but definitely strange. If I were Schuldig, I'd be a little more worried. He'd been teaching us or, maybe training is the better word, on safe BDSM play. He said he didn't want Aya to start another incident like the one in the bondage house. I think he got major jollies off having Aya and me as his sex toys. I couldn't fault Schuldig for that. He made damn sure we all had fun and there was something just so… erotically naughty about being a sex toy for your lover to play with.

 

**Any time you want to play, you only have to tell me, Vergnügen, ** Schuldig said in a sensual voice in my head. He pressed his body to mine and squeezed my ass.

 

**Leave Yohji alone, Schuldig. I said to meet me in the bathroom in fifteen minutes. Have you changed your mind? ** Aya's cold tone cut through the lusty haze beginning to fog my brain.

 

Schuldig laughed. **Nein. If this will get me back in your good graces and your bed it's worth a little discomfort. **

 

**I'm glad you feel that way, ** Aya replied. A shiver of unease went down my spine at that and I was once again glad that it wasn't me that was about to be on the receiving end of whatever Aya had planned.

 

I watched Schuldig saunter out of my bedroom with a confident air. Despite the previous revenge session and being deeply in Aya's head several times, he still didn't get that blindly agreeing to whatever Aya wanted was a bad idea. I gave a mental shrug. He'd eventually learn. The link between us was still open but I wasn't being included in whatever conversation Aya and Schuldig were having. I didn't mind. I could still feel what was going on and eavesdropped on their emotions to my little hearts content. Even without the link being open, I could do that. I was getting a lot better at this whole empath thing thanks to both Schuldig and Aya.

 

I first felt puzzlement from Schuldig and smirking confidence from Aya. Whatever he had planned, Aya was sure Schuldig was going to balk. Surprise flowed from Schuldig and Aya's feeling of… dominance grew. Interest surged from Schuldig, flavoured with a sexual twist. Aya, thrown off-balance, projected confusion. Warmth, eagerness and laughter flowed from Schuldig along with arousal. Determination rushed through Aya with little spikes of arousal.

 

I was officially curious as all get out about what they were doing in the bathroom.

 

**What the hell are you guys doing? ** I sent to them both.

 

**Schuldig's a pervert, ** Aya said in a flustered tone. I tamped down on my amusement at Aya's words because we both already knew that and he wouldn't appreciate me laughing.

 

**Ach, that's not news, Ran, ** Schuldig said with a laugh. **He says he has something in mind that requires me to be squeaky clean. I think Ran was under the impression I'd say no to this little bit of preparation. **

 

I frowned. What, about having Schuldig take a shower or a bath, made Aya think Schuldig would refuse? We'd had a really fun time one night when Schuldig rented out a hotel room with a big tub. **Why would you refuse a shower? And why can't I help with that? Playing in the shower would be fun, if a little cramped. **

 

**It's not that kind of clean, ** Aya said in a tight voice.

 

I felt Schuldig's shiver of arousal and a mixed bag of feelings from Aya from shock to excitement to stirrings of desire. What in god's name were they doing in there and how pissed would Aya get if I snuck a peek? I was saved the risk of Aya's anger when he hurried back into my bedroom. His fair skin was flushed and he was shaking his head in disbelief.

 

“Ran? Where's Schuldig? And what the hell were you guys doing?”

 

“He's finishing up. He'll join us when he's done. Take your clothes off and get on the bed. Follow my lead, Yohji. I'm trying to teach Schuldig a lesson here,” Aya said as he avoiding looking me in the eyes.

 

I was about to take his face in my hands and demand to know what he was up to when Aya suddenly whirled around and headed back out the door. He called that he'd forgotten something and would be right back. I stood next to the bed and wondered what Aya could have possibly forgotten that couldn't currently be found in the bedroom. He was back quickly with what looked like a jar of lube. I didn't understand that as there were several kinds and flavours of lube in the chest at the foot of the bed. Aya closed the door behind him and stripped off the shirt and pants he was wearing.

 

“Undress and come wait for Schuldig on the bed, Yohji.”

 

“What are you planning, Ran?” I asked softly as I shucked the pants I'd put on earlier and joined him on the bed.

 

“I'm not going to hurt Schuldig. Back him into a corner and make him admit he wronged me, yes. Hurt him, no. Please, just trust me on this, Yohji. I need your help to make this work.”

 

How the hell was I supposed to refuse him? I loved him. Of course I trusted him and would do anything for him. Aya didn't say what he had in mind for Schuldig but I knew that because he did love Schuldig, he wouldn't intentionally hurt him. Our lover sauntered into the room wearing nothing but a towel and a smile. I don't think Schuldig really knew what Aya had planned either. There was a hint of nervousness coming from Schuldig. That made me more curious than ever about what Aya had planned. What did they do in the bathroom that would make even someone with as broad a sexual experience as Schuldig nervous?

 

“What do you have planned for me, meine Schärfe?” Schuldig asked crawling towards Aya and me on the bed after discarding the towel.

 

“Seeing as how it's been a while, Yohji is going to loosen you up a little for what will come later. You did complain about not getting to share Yohji's bed….”

 

Schuldig smiled broadly and planted a fast kiss on Aya. “So far, I like your revenge, Ran.”

 

 

~Aya~

 

I worked hard to keep what I planned from Schuldig. I was positive he was going to back out once I told him what I had in mind. Schuldig liked to be the one in charge and running the show. Most times, I didn't mind that. It was a pleasure to feel his cock stroking in and out of my ass. I enjoyed that as much as I revelled in the feel of Yohji topping me or my topping either of them.

 

But….

 

I really enjoyed the sensation of pushing into Schuldig's tight ass since I didn't get to do it as often as I'd like. I also found it very erotic to watch Yohji take Schuldig. Yohji put his all into giving his partner pleasure and when Schuldig accessed Yohji's Talent, they were simply beautiful to watch together. Schuldig lost some of his rigid mental control and the expression on his face was open and unguarded when he was in Yohji's arms. He looked more beautiful than ever then and I think I fell a little more in love with him each time I saw him like that. Yohji, under the influence of his Talent while pleasuring a lover he obviously felt something for, was breath-taking. I swear his skin took on a golden glow seconds before he orgasmed. When it was me he was with and that soft expression came over his face I know I fell more in love with him each and every time I saw it.

 

**I want you to fuck Schuldig hard and fast. Don't let him catch his breath. Push him hard towards orgasm, let yourself come, pull out quickly then move so I can get between his legs, ** I sent to Yohji alone.

 

Yohji sent me a brief, questioning look before nodding slightly. I knew I could count on Yohji to do what I asked with no questions. He trusted me implicitly. He knew I wouldn't do anything to hurt him or Schuldig on purpose. Well, not when I had control of my temper, which I did now. I didn't want to do physical harm to Schuldig. That impulse had passed. But, I did want to teach him a lesson about trust. This was about the biggest expression of trust I could think of.

 

Schuldig needed to learn what trust was and how important it was, especially between lovers. The problem with a man like Schuldig was, if you didn't set him straight right away when he screwed up, you'd never be able to fix that problem again. Headstrong and contrary were pretty much alternate names for him.

 

I moved close to Schuldig and pushed him onto his back. He didn't protest like I thought he was going to. I frowned. Maybe he already had an idea of what I planned. I hoped not. I wanted to test his limits of trust. I knew I was making a calculated risk with this plan of mine. When you loved someone, you trusted them not to hurt you. Schuldig didn't love me or Yohji as far as I knew. He cared for us a great deal but, I was going to be asking for his trust on the same level as if he did love us. I knew that was a little unfair but I was trying to proving a point here.

 

I watched Yohji grab some lube from the chest and apply it to Schuldig's ass. He ran his lube coated fingers over his cock, stroking himself to full hardness before moving them back to Schuldig's hole and sliding a finger into him. Schuldig's eyes fluttered closed and he groaned. I pulled his head into my lap and ran my fingers through his hair.

 

“No foreplay, Ran? Where's the slow, deep kisses and teasing caresses? I'm disappointed,” Schuldig said with a shivery moan as Yohji began to quickly work his ass with two fingers. A fast glance down Schuldig's body showed, despite his words, he was turned on by Yohji's touch.

 

“This is the foreplay,” I smirked. **Start fucking him, Yohji, ** I sent to him alone.

 

**You sure about this, Ran? I've barely stretched him. It's going to sting, ** Yohji said slipping his fingers from Schuldig and rubbing the head of his cock against Schuldig's hole. Yohji wouldn't hurt Schuldig just to help me with my plan.

 

**He'll like it. Trust me, ** I sent back before leaning over Schuldig and giving him an open mouth kiss with plenty of tongue. I'd learned Schuldig was easily distracted and quickly aroused with a little tongue action.

 

Yohji took me at my word and pushed into Schuldig. Schuldig's body tensed and he grunted at the sudden sting of Yohji entering him. I ran my hands over his chest as I continued to kiss him, distracting him by scoring my blunt nails down his ribs and sucking on his tongue. Yohji let out a shuddery breath before hooking Schuldig's legs behind the knees and pushing that little bit further into Schuldig. He held himself still to allow Schuldig to adjust. Pleasure at the abrupt invasion radiated from Schuldig and he moaned into my mouth.

 

**Ach, you know me well, Schärfe, ** Schuldig said in a voice lush with sudden arousal.

 

I wasn't prepared for Schuldig to throw the link wide open. His intense need crashed through me, combining with my arousal and twisting Yohji's desire around us. I pulled back from the kiss with Schuldig and gasped. I'd been half hard thinking of what was to come later. The sensations from my two lovers through the link brought me fully erect in seconds. Yohji began to thrust in and out of Schuldig in long, steady strokes. I felt a flush rush over my skin not only from the sight of Yohji fucking Schuldig but from the ghostly sensation of having his cock in my ass that was the result of Schuldig sharing his experience through the link. I'd noticed that every time we had sex, the connection between us seemed to grow stronger. I wasn't complaining. It made for some very interesting love making.

 

Yohji groaned and closed his eyes. I could feel his desire climbing. He was the most sensual person I'd ever met and it was always a challenge for him to control himself when Schuldig threw the link wide open. I think Schuldig did that on purpose just to see how far he could push Yohji before it became too much for him and he gave in to the urge to orgasm. Yohji's strokes became shallower and faster. Schuldig writhed under Yohji and reached for his cock. I grabbed his hands, lacing our fingers together.

 

**Jerk him, Yohji. Make him come, ** I sent even as I tried to tamp down on my own desire a little. I had a plan on how things were going to go and those plans didn't involve me coming quite yet.

 

Yohji followed my direction and took Schuldig in hand. Both of them groaned when he started to stroke Schuldig's cock in counter-point to the thrusts in his ass. The desire we all felt tripled through the link. Schuldig strained against my hold on him at the same time as he tried to move with Yohji's rhythm. Needy little noises escaped him along with random German words that I'm fairly certain were encouragements. He tossed his head back and forth, the silky strands of his hair rubbing across my thighs and erect cock. Holding back my orgasm was becoming more difficult than I anticipated. I had to bite my lip hard just to try and loosen the grip of arousal. Schuldig went still and his fingers tightened painfully around mine. Schuldig moaned, his back arching as his orgasm caught him.

 

I sucked in a sharp breath at the intense sensations bombarding me from Schuldig. Pleasure and arousal filled me as I shared in Schuldig's orgasm through the link. I was panting harshly and struggling to keep from letting go of Schuldig's hand and jerking myself off. I looked up and caught Yohji's eyes. He had the double pleasure of feeling Schuldig's ass clenching his cock as well as experiencing Schuldig's orgasm as if it was his own. The lust in Yohji's face was staggering. A wicked impulse had me dragging my fingers across Schuldig's belly, coating my fingers with his come. I leaned forward and smeared Yohji's lips with Schuldig's seed. Yohji groaned softly, opening his mouth and sucking on my fingers. His hips snapped hard into Schuldig and I felt Yohji's orgasm pound down through the link accompanied by the warm fizzy rush of his Talent overflowing. Schuldig gasped and swore softly in German, tilting his hips as much as he could to intensify the feel of Yohji's cock spurting in his ass.

 

My cock ached with denied release. The strong suction of Yohji's mouth on my fingers was unbelievably erotic. I reluctantly pulled my fingers free of his mouth before I lost control and came when I wasn't ready too. I gently moved Schuldig's head off my lap and knelt next to Yohji.

 

“My turn,” I said in a husky voice. I was almost certain I wouldn't last much more than a dozen thrusts in Schuldig's ass. I was teetering on the edge as it was.

 

Schuldig protested when Yohji slipped free from his body. His eyes were half-lidded with sated passion. He watched me change positions with Yohji, a slow smile blooming on his face. Schuldig was all about carnal excess and taking things that one step further. The hard and fast fuck by Yohji followed by my taking his ass immediately after was exactly the kind of kinkiness Schuldig enjoyed.

 

I gripped Schuldig's ankles and brought his legs up to rest on my shoulder as I slid easily into his ass, my way slicked with lube and Yohji's seed. My arms wrapped around his legs, holding him in place and controlling his movements. Schuldig fisted the sheets and whimpered in delight at the dominating move. I watched Yohji lean over Schuldig and lick a broad path over his belly, taking some of Schuldig's cooling seed into his mouth before kissing him. Schuldig released his grip on the sheet to push his fingers through Yohji's hair. His ass fluttered around my cock and little whimpers of pleasure could be heard escaping him.

 

**Now, Ran. Please, mein Gott, now, ** Schuldig pleaded in my head.

 

I smiled in satisfaction. That tone of almost begging was what I wanted to hear and my undoing. Schuldig rarely begged. I thrust roughly into him a few times and let go of my shaky control. Tingles of pleasure rushed over my skin as my orgasm whipped through me. Schuldig's ass squeezed my cock almost painfully hard and I heard him hiss a pleased `yes' through my mind as I came inside him. Schuldig's pleasure burned through me making me grit my teeth at my almost painful release. Yohji's desire rolled over me like a warm wave, soothing Schuldig's fiery burn yet making those last few spurts of my cock tingle along the entire length and spread through the rest of my body.

 

**I adore your ideas of revenge, Ran, ** Schuldig said in a lazy voice.

 

My earlier smile returned and I saw Yohji's wary look when he glanced over at me. He knew to be cautious when I smiled. I sometimes thought Schuldig was a slow learner because he should have picked up on that facet of my personality by now. Steeling myself against the loss of tight heat around my cock, I slid free of Schuldig's body over his protest, pushing his legs forward until the tops of his thighs touched his chest. My plan for revenge and a lesson in trust was just beginning. I motioned Yohji over with a nod of my head. My fingers teased Schuldig's stretched hole and a bolt of lust travelled through me as I watched Yohji's and my come trickle from Schuldig's ass.

 

“Beautiful in his depravity, isn't he?” I asked Yohji as I pushed a finger into Schuldig stretched hole. Goosebumps travelled over Schuldig's skin and he gave a shuddery exhale. His pleasure spread through the open link between us.

 

**Do that again, Ran,” Schuldig demanded on a groan as he circled his hips.

 

**Slide a finger into Schuldig with me, Yohji, ** I directed him.

 

Yohji raised an eyebrow but pressed a finger into our lover along with mine. With two fingers pushed inside him, there was very little resistance thanks to the hard fuck he'd just gotten from both Yohji and me.

 

**And you call Schu a perv. There's a very kinky man behind that stoic mask you show everybody, Ran. I love that about you, ** Yohji said before kissing me.

 

“Mein Gott, that feels incredible, mentally and physically. Is this more of your revenge, Ran? If it is, I'm really enjoying it,” Schuldig said with a gasp when I stroked hard over his prostate.

 

I reluctantly broke the kiss with Yohji. “Not exactly but now that you've reminded me about my plans, I suppose we should get started.”

 

“What do you have planned, Ran?” Yohji asked between nibbling kisses over my shoulders.

 

I withdrew my fingers from Schuldig's ass, Yohji following my lead. I didn't want Schuldig's thoughts completely fogged with a haze of lust for this line of questions. “How much do you trust me to really not hurt you, Schuldig? Are you willing to put yourself into my care and trust that I'd do nothing to harm you intentionally? I don't mean just physically but emotionally, too. Do you trust me to keep you safe in both senses of the word?”

 

I knew I was asking for more than Schuldig could give. That was part of my point in doing this. I wanted Schuldig to think of the kind of trust I placed with him. He needed to understand the value of that and know it wasn't something I handed out to just anyone. When I gave my trust to someone, I expected to gain that person's trust as well. Even though Yohji joined me and Schuldig in this little experiment, if he had some trust issues to work out with Schuldig, as I suspected he might, he'd have to do it another time. As selfish as it was, this was for me.

 

**I know you love me, Ran. ** Schuldig sent to me alone, seriousness in his voice that I rarely heard. **You won't intentionally hurt those you love. I'm not sure what you're getting at but I trust you not to push me past what you believe I can take. **

 

“I trust you, Ran. I can handle whatever you dish out,” Schuldig said out loud bravado in his voice.

 

“Alright, Schuldig,” I smirked. “You've shared Yohji's ass with me and you and Yohji have shared my ass, yet, you've refused to let me and Yohji share yours. I don't think that's fair, but I won't ask you to do something sexually you don't want too. So, I've thought of an acceptable alternative.”

 

Schuldig narrowed his eyes at me. I think he was beginning to sense the trap about to spring closed on him. “Just what is this alternative?”

 

“It involves trust in your partner and would be a good exchange, in my mind, to letting me and Yohji fuck you at the same time.”

 

“Don't make me forget what a good boy I'm trying to be and go into your head to pull the information from you, Ran. What is this idea of yours?” Schuldig asked with growing impatience and more than a little suspicion in his voice.

 

“I had you use an enema, which I never expected you to enjoy, by the way, because I want to feel the heat of your ass squeezing my hand. I want to fist you, Schuldig. I want you to trust me to give you pleasure just this side of pain and know when you've had enough or when you just think you've had enough but really need a little bit more for true satisfaction. Do you trust me, Schuldig? Do you still think you can handle whatever I dish out?” I couldn't have hidden the little superior smile if my life depended on it.

 

 

~Schuldig~

 

I gave Aya a lewd smirk while I reeled mentally. He'd been very good at keeping this little kink from me. I wondered how long he'd been planning this and why I hadn't even gotten the slightest clue about it. I was in both their heads often enough. Although, when I thought about it, I hadn't really been in Aya's head since I'd pissed him off with that little kiss in the shop. I was brash not stupid. I'd wanted him to get over his mad before I started really poking around his head again; no point in making him any more pissed at me than he already was. Yohji was just as surprised as me by Aya's idea going by his expression. I knew then he hadn't been in on any of this either.

 

Note to self: Snoop in Aya's lovely, deranged and kinky head on a regular basis.

 

I did trust Aya not to intentionally hurt me or do things sexually that I didn't want to do. I'd seen fisting done in several clubs I belonged to. I'd even participated a little in one but I'd never actually done it to anyone. I most certainly had never been fisted. If Aya knew I wouldn't let both him and Yohji do me at the same time, what in gods name made him think….

 

That sneaky bastard.

 

He knew I'd say no way in fucking hell. A quick, feather-light dip into his head revealed that and what he planned to do after I said no. He was going to kick me from the bed and keep stealing Yohji away from me until I crawled back to beg his forgiveness and apologized for being an utter asshole and having no thought for his feelings and sense of trust. He had no intention of going through with fisting me. He was trying to play me for sexual stakes he thought I'd see as too high. I gave a mental snort.

 

Amateur.

 

If he'd asked for something way outside admittedly broad comfort zone like say… doing the neighbour's poodle or jerking off over a corpse, well, ja, that's a definite no. But allowing a lover I trusted to play a little fisting game with me, that was easy. Maybe easy was the wrong word, I thought when my belly gave a nervous flutter at the idea. There was no way on earth taking a full grown man's hand up your ass could be considered easy.

 

“Yes or no, Schuldig? Do you trust me to keep you safe?” Aya persisted. I could hear him forming his `get out of this bed right now' speech in his head in a smug voice.

 

This was going to be priceless.

 

“Yes, I trust you, Ran. But,”

 

“I knew it. You don't trust me that far. You can…” Aya started.

 

I cut him off before he could say more. “But, we're going to have some safety words. This is serious shit and both top and bottom need to set some ground rules for each other's protection. If I say… light, that means slow down and let me catch my breath. Dark is stop and means absolute stop until I tell you its okay to continue. Got it?”

 

The utter shock on Aya's face and in his mind was delicious. He was actually stuttering in his head that I couldn't have possibly just said yes to getting fisted. I wanted to laugh out loud but that one drop of common sense I had told me that would be a bad idea. Yohji was looking between the two of us with confusion and more than a little interest. He was probably receiving all of Aya's conflicting emotions as well as my none too steady feelings on the matter. He had no clue that Aya wasn't serious or why I'd just said yes to letting Aya put his hand up my ass.

 

**Are you for real, Schu? ** Yohji asked with surprise plain in his voice.

 

**Ja. **

 

**But…. **

 

**I trust both you and Ran to not hurt me and play by the rules. I wouldn't have agreed if I didn't believe that and trusted both of you. I've taught both of you how important it is to listen to what the sub says and to stop when told to through safety words, ** I explained to Yohji.

 

I think I could have wallowed for hours in their soft, mental confusion. Aya wouldn't go through with this idea of his but Yohji didn't know that. The main thrust of Aya's revenge had been to put me on the spot and then turn me away until I saw things his way, realized how important trust was to him and grovelled at his feet for forgiveness for being a total asshole. I didn't do grovel very well and definitely not when what I'd done hadn't been that big a deal anyway.

 

“Are you going to play by the rules, Ran? I won't do this for you if you don't give me your word that you'll listen to me if I use the safety words. You know we don't play this hard without some kind of safety net.”

 

Aya stared at me for several seconds without saying anything. I could feel him gathering himself mentally. A little smirk graced my face. He was going to have to admit that he hadn't intended to actually go that far. He was going to have to come clean that he'd never intended to fist me. Aya was going to admit defeat to me. Life was sweet.

 

“Light for slow down and dark for stop. Got it. Use them if you need to. Yohji, go sit behind Schu and support his back. Schu, pull your legs up and hold them with your hands behind your knees. Relax, Schu. It'll be harder on you if you're tense,” Aya said as he reached over the edge of the bed and brought up a jar.

 

My smirk slipped and I blinked in confusion.

 

Aya was supposed to back down. I was supposed to be the winner in this little contest of wills between us even if he didn't know we were having one. I was really losing my touch. I should have seen this coming. A sigh left me. Aya hated to lose. He also hated to be pushed into a corner. Fuck. I couldn't back out now. Not only would I lose face, Aya would think I was going back on my word and I'd be even deeper in the dog house than I already was. Double fuck.

 

**Did you want to change your mind, Schuldig? ** Ran asked with a hint of smugness in his voice. Maybe he thought he was going to call my bluff of the bluff I was calling on him. Or something like that. I think I hurt myself trying to work out the sudden mental gymnastics of the situation.

 

Yes, I did want to change my mind, but I wasn't going to say that to him. I think this might be one of those times that Brad talked about when he said I often outsmarted myself. I heaved a mental sigh. I was fucked. Or I was about to be fucked. My smirk came back. This would probably be funny when I thought about it years later. Maybe.

 

**Nein. I trust you, Ran. Just take it slow. I've never had this done to me. I've seen it done a couple of times and the bottoms seemed to enjoy themselves a lot. **

 

**Are you sure about this Schu? I can try to talk to Ran…. ** Yohji said as he settled into position behind me as Aya directed.

 

**I'm sure I'll be fine, Vergnügen, ** I said warmed that he'd be willing to step in on my behalf with Aya and risk his own stay in the dog house with me. Now that I was thinking along that line, it almost seemed like a good idea to have Yohji speak up for me.

 

Almost.

 

I was an unscrupulous bastard most of the time but I'd never been accused of being a coward or afraid to take risks. This wasn't much of a risk and the only cowardice involved would be between me and a little, I hoped, pain in the ass. Considering how often I was actually called a pain-in-the-ass, maybe this would be a good learning experience. My smirk grew broader. I could do this.

 

“Ready whenever you are, Ran,” I said as I pulled my legs up to my chest and hooked my hands around my knees. I stomped on the nervous butterflies that tried to rise up in my stomach. I could do this. I trusted my lovers.

 

I watched Aya unscrew the lid on the jar of lube and I opened the link wide between us. My little ace in the hole if things got too painful. Nothing like causing yourself pain through your actions on your lover. Aya would know if things needed to slow down or stop before I needed to say a damn thing. I could save face from having to use a safety word, which I've never had to do, ever, and Aya would get a little ego boost at `reading' me and being a good top.

 

I was a fucking genius and Brad didn't know shit about my outsmarting myself.

 

“I had both Yohji and I do your ass so you'd be stretched a good bit and to take the edge off the need I'm sure you were feeling. Not to mention that you're a delicious fuck,” Aya said as he dipped his fingers in the jar he'd opened.

 

A burst of pride filled me at Aya calling me a delicious fuck. He almost never said stuff like that. Aya didn't dirty talk unless he was really worked up. Or he was covering up his own case of nerves. I knew Aya had never done this kind of thing before. I'd have flagged that sort of thing if I stumbled across it in his head. I knew I was good in bed but it was always nice to hear your lover telling you things like that and Aya wasn't the type to say things he didn't mean. My breathing sped up a little as excitement curled inside me and those damn butterflies rose from the dead when I saw Aya's hand move towards my ass. I wasn't sure what I expected Aya to do. I knew he wouldn't just stuff his hand up my ass from the word go but I tensed up just the same when I felt his fingers smear the stuff from the jar around my hole. I relaxed slightly when I felt Yohji's fingers combing through my hair.

 

**Relax, Schu. Aya's just making sure there's lots of lube, ** Yohji said pressing a kiss against my temple.

 

I knew that. It was…. I just…. Fuck it. I was nervous as all hell about getting fisted but I wasn't about to say that to either lover. I grunted a response instead and made a conscious effort to relax my muscles. Despite my willing them to loosen up, my muscles clenched when Aya slipped a finger inside me. His features softened slightly and he mentally sent warmth and love at me.

 

**I won't hurt you, Schu. I've read that this is pretty intense for both top and bottom so if you need to rest, tell me, okay? ** Aya sent. Yeah, he was definitely over his mad with me but he had a point to prove to me. Maybe to himself too. I could deal with that.

 

**Read? My, my, you have been a busy boy haven't you, Ran? ** I said with a little shiver when he held his finger inside me still and rubbed his thumb back and forth over the sensitive skin behind my balls.

 

“One is easy,” Aya said softly as he patiently waited for me to relax into his care. “I should have brought a mirror in here for you to see how erotic you look spread open for me. Although….”

 

I licked my lips at Aya's words and a soft moan escaped me as the image of what Aya was seeing unfolded in my mind's eye. Damn, but he was fucking fantastic at that. Yohji gave a soft little groan, letting me know that he was getting the same picture show as me. Snatches of his pleasure when he'd been stroking in and out of my ass earlier flickered through my brain. Tension eased from my body and little sparks of arousal started to spread through me. I settled into the easy slip and slide of Aya's finger in my ass. Nerves still made my stomach muscles twitch but having Yohji supporting me from behind while Aya played with my ass was a great move on Aya's part to get me to relax. I felt safe cradled in Yohji's arms and desired with Aya kneeling between my spread legs. Life was sweet.

 

“Two is nothing new but feels better than one,” Aya said adding a second finger and continuing with his mental movie.

 

The second finger had me tense for a few seconds before I relaxed. Two fingers I was used to and liked. Quite a bit. Aya had wonderfully long, strong fingers and knew just the right spots to rub and press. Yohji continued running his fingers through my hair and dropping little nibbling kisses over my face and throat.

 

**I love this little trick you do, Schu. It feels like Aya's playing with my ass as well. Two's not enough though, is it? Not after having both of us in your ass. **

 

Yohji was right. Two wasn't enough after having my ass filled by Yohji and Aya one after the other. Even though Aya was rubbing and pressing on all the right places, I'd felt fuller with their cocks inside me. Fingers felt great but there was nothing like a hard cock stuffed up your ass to give you intense pleasure.

 

“You want the feel of three inside you, don't you, Schu? I think I'll err on the side of caution and wait for you to let me know when you can handle that,” Aya said dropping his gaze down to watch his fingers slowly pump my ass.

 

Handle that? I snorted mentally. After both of them fucking me, three fingers wasn't hard to take. I said nothing, mentally or verbally and just enjoyed the feel of Aya's fingers teasing me. I let my eyes slide closed and concentrated on experiencing what Aya was doing and how him and Yohji felt. Aya was kind enough, or maybe perverted enough, to continue with his little mental movie of watching his fingers move in and out of my ass.

 

I was aware of Yohji's erection against my back and the slowly building arousal in him. He was watching Aya play with me and enjoying the feelings of my desire. He liked the light sensation of his ass being played with that he could enjoy through the link. Aya was getting as much a thrill from that aspect of the link as Yohji. I smiled when I realized that every now and again, Aya was playing with my ass like he wanted his to be played with. Aya was hard, too. It wasn't until I felt the growing pressure from my two lovers added to my own desire that I had to say what I'd been holding back.

 

“Give me three fingers, Ran and I'll share that with everybody,” I said in a husky voice. I was surprised at how intensely I wanted to feel three fingers moving in me.

 

**Finally, ** Yohji said with a groan when Aya added the third finger I'd requested. His cock tried to twitch but couldn't, trapped as it was between his belly and my back.

 

I exhaled slowly. Oh yeah. That felt better than just two. Way fucking better. I heard Aya's breath stutter in his chest and opened my eyes. His cheeks were flushed pale pink and I caught the flick of his tongue over his lips. Damn, but I had beautiful lovers.

 

**I can feel our come in your ass, Schu. Some of it is leaking out every time I push my fingers inside you. It's erotic and very arousing. I'm sure you know I'm rock hard just from fingering you. But I'm not the only one, am I? ** Aya said running a slick finger down the length of my cock.

 

My back arched from that light touch, pushing my hips down on the three fingers Aya had buried in my ass. My nipples tightened and pleasure swirled through the link. I bit my lip when Aya's fingers curled and pressed on my sweet spot. We groaned as one and Aya immediately stopped pressing on my prostate. He shivered and Yohji swore softly. We'd never really played this leisurely with each other before and had the link as open as I currently did. I don't know why I'd never opened the link this wide, this early in our games. This was intense pleasure and I loved it. My eyes closed and I let my mind drift in my lover's heads, tasting and feeling their arousal and using that to feed mine more lush sensations.

 

I made a mental note to do this kind of drawn out play again with the link wide open.

 

I had no warning when Aya's mouth closed over the head of my cock. Yohji's hands had left my hair without my noticing and his fingers pinched my already hard nipples at the same time that Aya's mouth surrounded my dick. Warm, gentle suction on my cock warred with the sharp little sting to my nipples and was complimented by the firm feel of Aya's fingers in my ass. My body wasn't sure which way it wanted to go. Towards the wet heat on my cock. Away from the delicious pain to my nipples. Both away and towards the full sensation in my ass.

 

**More, Ran, ** I said before I really had time to think about it.

 

Aya swallowed more of my cock down, which wasn't what I'd meant but I was thrilled he did it anyway. He used that oh-so-nice distraction to add the fourth finger to my ass that I'd asked for. I felt a little uncomfortable with that much in my ass for all of two seconds. Then, Yohji kissed me, his tongue teasing against my lips for entrance and made me forget all about what I'd just asked Aya to do. Yohji was a great kisser and I opened my mouth to him eagerly. My brain went on vacation shortly after trying to process all the thoughts and sensations I was getting. I was starting to have trouble telling my own thoughts and sensations apart from Yohji and Aya's but, I didn't really care. It all felt good. Incredibly good. As in do this again really, really soon good. A small voice in my head was screaming at me to close the link down but the things I was feeling were too damn fine to deny.

 

I could feel that glorious energy of Yohji's slowly starting to bubble through him. His desire was like warm, liquid honey in my brain. His tongue played and teased mine and his fingers kept up with their pinching and plucking of my nipples. His cock felt like hot steel against my back and I wanted to feel that stroking inside me again.

 

Aya was as aroused as Yohji. Pleasure rushed through his body both from what he was currently doing and what he was going to be doing to me shortly. His cock was hard and aching. He wanted to jerk himself at the same time that he was enjoying the almost painful sensation of denial. He was arousing himself further by the feel of having four of his fingers in my ass and the fact that part of the slippery sensation inside me was his and Yohji's come.

 

I actually whimpered into Yohji's mouth when Aya's fingers left me.

 

**Need more lube, ** Aya sent in a desire heavy voice I'd only heard once before.

 

A thrill shot through me. Aya sounded like that the first time we'd had sex in the bondage house when I'd pushed him beyond his icy barriers and made him lose that rigid control of his. He'd been wild in both body and mind. I was a little nervous at the same time that I wanted to experience Aya like that again. I knew it would be even better and more intense this time around because he trusted and loved me.

 

I let the link open a little wider between us.

 

Pleasure rushed me from both Yohji and Aya. I groaned again and sucked on Yohji's tongue. I could faintly taste the saltiness of my own come on my tongue. I knew that was a combination of Yohji licking me earlier and Aya tasting me now as he sucked my cock. That sensation was erotic as hell and pushed my arousal higher. My body was turning into one giant erogenous zone. I could feel Yohji's desire rising and his struggle against his sensual nature. He wanted to join Aya in sucking my cock or pushing his fingers in my ass. He wanted to slide his cock inside me and feel my ass squeezing his dick when I came. I made wordless noises of pleasure in my throat. I wanted to touch my lovers but if I did that, I'd have to let go of my legs and that would make it harder for Aya to send me those erotic mental pictures of his fingers slipping in and out of my ass. I'd never thought of how erotic I'd find that mental view.

 

The link was pushed open even wider between us by our needs feeding each other.

 

Four fingers was the most I'd ever had stuffed in my ass and after the surprising realization that it didn't hurt and felt damn good, I relaxed completely into the lust that was swirling around me. In the position Aya had me assume, I couldn't move much and it was both frustrating and erotic. I wanted to grind my ass down on the fingers stroking slowly inside me at the same time that I appreciated the mental teasing at being denied movement when I knew for damn sure Aya knew I wanted more sensation.

 

**If you want more, Schu, you only have to ask for it, ** Aya said in a silky voice as he released my cock from his mouth.

 

I whined a protest when Aya's mouth left my cock and Yohji's lips left mine. I looked up at Yohji when his hands brushed over the backs of my thighs, pushing my hands out of the way. He gave me a kiss on the temple again.

 

**Let Yohji hold your legs for a bit, Schu. Are you ready? ** Aya asked as his fingers withdrew until just the tips were still inside me.

 

**I was born ready. Give me more, Ran. **

 

I couldn't believe I was asking for more. I wasn't trying to live up to my end of the deal for agreeing to this. I honest to god wanted to see how far I could go. Now that I'd agreed to pushing my sexual boundaries, I was in it for the whole deal. I'd thought four fingers would hurt but it didn't. I felt full, sure. But in a really good way that was completely sexual. Aya nodded and pushed his fingers forward. I breathed out slowly as sensation from him and what my own body was telling me crashed over me.

 

I felt a little fuller than before but not so much that it hurt. Aya was showing me that he was stopping at the biggest part of his hand. Five fingers. There were five fingers in my ass. It seemed almost impossible. I watched through his eyes as he twisted his hand almost torturously slow inside me. His fingers brushed back and forth over my prostate in a move that had me clenching the sheets and panting. Our desire twisted around each other. What one of us felt, we all felt.

 

I could feel my mental control slipping but that thought didn't bother me as much as it probably should have. I wanted to dive into their minds and wallow in their sensations. I tried to resist but I'd never been very good at resisting temptation. I pushed my way into their heads, drawing us closer together.

 

Aya groaned at intimately feeling exactly what he was doing to me and the arousal all of us were experiencing. His hand moved a little quicker in and out of my ass and had me licking my lips and breathing a little faster in anticipation. If I'd been asked an hour ago if I thought I'd like the sensation of five fingers stuffed up my ass, I'd have said no. I'd have been wrong though. This felt… it was intense. Yohji's moan reverberated through the link and felt like a hand stroking over every single pleasure center I had and probably Aya's as well judging by his shiver and sharp spike of need.

 

**I'm sorry, Schu, I can't… ** Aya said in a husky voice full of apology.

 

I had no time to process what it was that Aya couldn't do and why he was apologising. A burning sensation radiated from my ass, warring with the feeling of suddenly being fuller than I'd ever been in my life. I wanted it to stop at the same time that I wanted it to continue. My breath was stolen from me and my heart pounded. My body grasped what'd just happened but my brain was still trying to wrap itself around the idea that I'd just taken Aya's entire hand inside me.

 

Aya gasped and a shudder travelled through his body transmitting through to my overstuffed ass. I groaned and my muscles clenched pulling another gasp from Aya. The sensation of smooth, incredibly tight heat came from Aya and spread through the link. I felt the muscles in Yohji's body tense, his fingers dug into my thighs and he swore softly as what Aya experienced with his hand in my ass and my sensation of being full bordering on painful rushed through him.

 

My thoughts scattered and my body wasn't sure what it wanted to do; move towards the intensely full awareness in my ass or away from the sudden throbbing that danced between pleasure and pain. I panted harshly from the powerful sensations swamping me and whined deep in my throat when Aya twisted his hand slowly. I couldn't catch my breath when Aya's knuckles rubbed hard over my prostate, sending bolts of pleasure through me. The gratification from what Aya was doing was too much and I lost my mental control of the link between us. My mental gates were blown open on all the feelings, thoughts and sensations between us.

 

My eyes widened and my back arched as everything crashed through me before rushing down the link to my lovers. The feel of Aya's hand inside my ass was incredible. I was stretched so wide I thought that just a little more might rip me in two. With every slow thrust and twist of Aya's hand inside me, my ability to think was pushed further and further away. I was sinking into just feeling things and getting more pleasure out of that than I ever thought I would. My breath was coming in sharp little pants and every inch of my skin felt hyper sensitive to the slightest touch.

 

In that moment of knowing what I'd allowed my lover's to do with my body I had an epiphany of sorts. I trusted Aya and Yohji with my life. Really and truly trusted them. Even more than I trusted my team mates. That was shocking but, I was absolutely certain they'd keep me safe no matter what they had to do. I felt my throat get tight and my eyes burned. I was caught completely off guard when tears filled my eyes.

 

Unable to focus on anything except the sensations of Aya's hand slowly pumping my ass, my fast approaching orgasm, as well as Aya and Yohji's, I didn't think; I reacted. I wanted to share the incredible feeling of being so completely full and… owned at the same time that I was desperate to stop the tears from falling. My mind opened fully, reaching for the safety and security of my lover's minds, forgetting, for an instant, to keep a portion of my shields intact for everybody's safety. My back arched and my mouth opened in a soundless scream.

 

**Schu? ** Yohji asked panic over-riding the lust in his voice. **Ran, stop. Dark. Ran, dark. It's too much. **

 

**Schu? ** Aya asked fright in his voice. He stilled completely, waiting for me to answer.

 

Desire roared through me. Not just mine and my lovers but everybody in the expanded mental radius I now enjoyed thanks to drinking from Yohji's Talent so many times. Because I'd pulled Aya and Yohji closer to me earlier, they too experienced the undiluted lust of all the people in a five mile radius of us. We screamed as one and the orgasm that had been building slammed into us with the force of a freight train. Our body's jerked from the force of the orgasm. Lust multiplied a thousand fold was giving us a literally mind-blowing group experience.

 

Thousands of voices shrieked in my head and I felt my lover's confusion and terror at having so many people suddenly invading their skulls. I felt Aya and Yohji being battered by all the voices suddenly invading us. Rosencrantz training kicked in and I was actually thankful for it. Aya and Yohji weren't used to this kind of thing. That many people inside their heads so suddenly would drive them mad. I wasn't going to allow that. They were mine to protect and keep safe. Just as they'd do whatever necessary to protect me, I'd do what I needed to keep them safe.

 

I slammed shut the gates on my mind locking out everything and taking Aya and Yohji into my head.

 

The sudden quiet was nearly deafening. The euphoria from the orgasm we'd shared still buzzed through our systems giving us a high and making us hyper aware of each other. At least, that's what I first thought.

 

I looked at my lovers, expecting to see Aya as I usually did when I slipped into his head. Instead of the angry man dressed in head to toe black wielding a sword, I saw a softer, more relaxed man in casual yet stylish clothes with no weapon in sight. The hard edge was gone from Aya's expression although I could still see determination in his eyes. I sucked in a surprised breath. I'd never expected to see this form of Aya's this soon, if ever.

 

This was Aya's source and something I never pushed to see when I went on my little trips into his head. Seeing someone's source had to be a voluntary thing and was an intensely intimate sign of absolute trust. Forcing Aya's source would've damaged him mentally beyond repair and I refused to do that to him. Seeing him like this was like seeing someone's soul, if you believed in such things.

 

“Ran,” I said softly as I reached for him. I wanted to touch him just once when he was like this and I had no idea when, if ever, I'd get the chance again.

 

Aya took my hand and I felt a… resonance inside me. He'd told me he loved me. I'd heard the words. It felt good to hear him say he loved me but I hadn't understood what it meant to have Aya's love. I did now. He'd put himself in harms way to spare me hurt. He'd willingly take an injury to keep me whole. He'd die for me without a second thought. My grip on his hand tightened. I hadn't felt love like this for fifteen years. I should have been scared but, instead, I felt more secure than I ever had.

 

I looked at Yohji, not sure what I'd see but hoping for the same thing I'd gotten from Aya. I was not disappointed, although, I wasn't sure why I was seeing this side of him. Unless it was because he did love Aya and I was holding Aya's hand. I had the thought that I'd like to see Yohji like this because he loved me like he loved Aya. The figure standing just out of reach of Aya and me was Yohji as I'd never seen him and going by the start from Aya, he'd never seen Yohji like this either.

 

The sadness that always lurked in his gorgeous green eyes was overwhelmed by a joy that made you smile just by seeing it. His hair was longer and the tight clothes and slightly debauched air that typically clung to him were gone. In their place was somebody who could have passed for a typical, carefree college student. Yohji looked happy. As stupid as it sounded, he looked like that single ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

 

Aya wordlessly held out his hand to Yohji before I thought to warn either of them. Yohji took Aya's hand and I felt the faint resonance wash over me again, travelling through Yohji's contact with Aya. Aya's eyes widened and he stared at Yohji in shock for several seconds.

 

“You love me?” Aya asked in a voice filled with soft wonder. There was no hiding anything from somebody when you saw their source and touched each other. Everything was just there for you to see. “Why didn't you tell me sooner?”

 

Yohji smiled at Aya and cupped Aya's face with his free hand. “Because I was afraid you wouldn't believe me. I've loved you for a long time, Ran. I've known you loved me and Schu, too, for a while now. I should have said something sooner but I wanted to tell you at the right time and nothing ever seemed right.”

 

Yohji leaned into Aya and kissed him gently on the lips. I felt jealous for all of a heartbeat until Aya pulled on my hand bringing me into contact with both of them. Yohji threw his arm around my waist and hugged me tight along with Aya. The resonance I'd felt earlier vibrated strongly through all of us. We looked at each other in startled surprise as barriers came down in each of us.

 

Before I had the chance to curb them, memories from Aya and Yohji's life flowed through me. Distraction at learning things I wanted to know about my lover's made me slow in realizing that if I was getting memories from their past, they were likely receiving mine as well. I'd known it was a possibility when I took them into my mind but I'd been willing to risk a few stray images to keep them safe from the thousands of voices I'd unintentionally exposed them to.

 

I hadn't counted on seeing their source or the feeling of resonance with them when we touched and by the time I thought to put up some barriers, the damage was done. My lover's looked at me and I waited for them to push me away. A very large majority of things in my head wasn't pretty and most of it was stuff I'd done willingly. Yohji was the first to react. Not surprising considering he was an Empath.

 

“If we're alone or talking mentally, can we call you Sascha, like we do with Ran,” Yohji asked pressing his forehead against my temple and tightening his arm around me.

 

I had to swallow hard. I hadn't been called Sascha in fifteen years. All the people who knew that was my real name were dead. Not even Rosencrantz knew my real name although god knows they'd tried hard enough to find out. Nobody had been this deep in my head. Ever. With the knowledge that Aya and Yohji knew my name and why I'd buried it, I came to the late realization that they were also seeing me as I was seeing them. I hadn't just brought them inside my mind to protect them from the voices cascading through us. I'd instinctively brought them to the safest place I knew of. I'd taken them to my source and unintentionally showed them who and what I really was.

 

I was officially scared spitless.

 

I avoided answering Yohji right away and instead lowered my shields enough to set them back in their own heads. As soon as I had them away from my source, I snapped my shields into place and gently closed the link. I needed to think about what I'd just done instinctually and I couldn't do that with Aya and Yohji in my head, as good as it made me feel to have them there.

 

We all blinked, slightly dazed, as we became aware of our surroundings again. We were still naked on Yohji's bed. I had my come across my belly, Aya's across my thighs and Yohji's on my back. My ass was covered in thick lube and I still had Aya's hand inside me. The muscles of my ass fluttered around Aya's hand, pulling a deep groan from all of us. We could hear feet pounding up the stairs and the anxious voices of Weiss and Schwartz. The entire trip into my head had taken seconds from the moment of orgasm yet seemed like infinitely longer.

 

“Take a deep breath and push, Schu,” Aya said softly in a voice that shook slightly.

 

I arched an eyebrow at Aya but did what he said. He hadn't led me wrong yet. I was seven kinds of amazed that he even had the presence of mind to think of taking his hand out of my ass with our respective teams pounding up the stairs. I pushed and Aya slowly pulled his hand free with a wet sound. A quiet groan left me and I squeezed my eyes closed as my ass contracted and released with waves of pleasure. Endorphins were probably coursing through all of us from the intensity of our release just moments ago. My ass was most likely going to hurt tomorrow but it'd been well worth it. Who knew having a hand stuffed up your ass would feel so damn good or intense?

 

**You never answered Yohji. Can we call you Sascha? ** Aya asked in my head his non-lube smeared hand stroking over both Yohji and me, seeming to need physical contact with us after the intensity of the close mental state we'd been in.

 

**We won't if you don't want us to, ** Yohji added pushing sweaty hair away from my face as his hand also travelled over me and whatever he could reach of Aya.

 

I started badly and swung my gaze between them with wide eyes. They shouldn't be able to talk to each other once I closed the link between us. I double checked to make sure that the link was indeed closed and exhaled slowly. Shit. The link I'd established for us was closed but there was something new between us now. I'd heard about it happening once or twice between partners in Rosencrantz but it was supposed to be damn hard to establish. We'd done it without meaning to.

 

A heavy fist pounded on the door and Brad's voice carried through demanding we open up and explain just what the fuck happened. I didn't want to explain to Brad and the rest of Weiss what'd happened in those final moments before we all orgasmed. I didn't want to look too closely at what the establishing of the link between the three of us meant to me on a mental level. But one thing was clear. I trusted my lover's with my life. Giving them permission to call me by the name that was only associated with the happiest moments of my life before everything changed seemed like a no-brainer.

 

**Schu, love, are you okay? **Yohji and Ran asked together in my head.

 

**My name is Sascha. For you and Ran and nobody else, I'm Sascha, ** I said, touching them and relaxing into their arms. I had no idea where this new development was going to take us but it felt right.

 

 

Author's Note:

 

I've researched and spoken with some one who has played this intently with partners before. I asked nosey, pointed questions and they were gracious enough to answer me. I try for realism, where possible, and I hope I've accomplished that with this particular scene. My deepest thanks to those who helped on that score. You guys know who you are.

 

Play as intense as I've described here is something that shouldn't be done without preparation. The inside of the anus is very delicate and proper care needs to be taken. Short, neatly trimmed nails, surgical gloves and plenty of lube are a must. For the purposes of this fic, I have Schuldig able to take Aya's entire hand on the first try. In reality, it generally takes more time/stretching than that if you want to avoid injuring your partner. I've also omitted the mention of minor bleeding that sometimes happens with first timers.

 

In everything, remember this is fiction. Play safe, people.