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“Since you still don’t get it, I’ll stop beating around the bush and announce what we’re doing today! This time, the members of IDOLiSH7 will all be… wearing skirts!!”
Tenn had half a mind to call up IDOLiSH7’s Manager and put a stop to this ridiculous skit at once.
Sitting in the living room of their shared apartment, the members of TRIGGER gathered to watch this week’s episode of Lovely Night With You, the variety show hosted by their rival idol group, IDOLiSH7. Usually, it was a relaxing evening shared together once the three of them were off work, and they could sit back and enjoy the charismatic bantering of their industry competitors and friends—including one twin sibling, in Tenn’s case.
Tonight was different. Much, much different. A fly on the wall probably couldn’t tell unless it was particularly observant, for Tenn’s eye twitched as he stared at the TV screen, but otherwise, his expression did not waver.
Or so he thought. Tenn couldn’t really hide his feelings around the two men who knew him more than anyone else, the ones who were sitting on either side of him. Though they were twice Tenn’s size, they tensed up at the shift in the air around Tenn, knowing from experience to fear their center’s wrath.
“Yikes, that’s one hell of an aura…” Gaku remarked while looking over Tenn’s head to make eye contact with Ryuu nervously. “Hey, do you see that?”
“Huh?” Ryuu looked over at Tenn anxiously, but he didn’t see Tenn’s expression. Instead, Tenn turned towards Gaku with a smile that could turn blood as cold as ice.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tenn insisted, yet he had a grip so tight on the remote that his knuckles turned white. “Hey, should we change the channel?”
“But we always watch Lovely Night With You,” Ryuu said with a frown.
“We have to support our friends!” Gaku insisted from the other side.
“I know,” Tenn said curtly. Tenn finally released the remote and set it on the table in front of them so he wasn’t tempted to turn the TV off. With that, the three of them settled into silence as the program continued on, but Tenn couldn’t stop his mind from racing.
Tenn didn’t really mean it when he threatened to switch to another program, he just couldn’t control the way his blood boiled at the thought of his innocent little brother prancing around on screen in a short, frilly skirt, one that would likely lift up and give perverted eyes a peek of what was underneath. Heat was already gathering low in Tenn’s core at the thought, and nothing had even happened on screen yet. Imagine what older men might think when watching this show alone in their dark rooms, with lotion and a box of tissues handy right beside them.
Crinkling his nose with disgust, Tenn practically bristled with protective fervor. He wanted to threaten each and every one of those pigs with castration for leering at Riku’s body. That was such a huge reason why Tenn wanted Riku out of the entertainment industry—beyond his frail health and even more delicate heart, Riku was monstrously alluring. He was mouth-wateringly cute and stupidly naive, practically walking bait for a lucky pervert on the street. One wrong move and Riku could end up trapped in some criminal’s basement. It just wasn’t safe for him.
Tenn felt so fiercely about the subject because he knew exactly what it was like. Tenn felt the burn of lecherous eyes on him every time he was on stage, in front of a camera, and walking down the street. He was only able to hold his chin high and get past the fear of his own assault because of the two absolute brick walls of men that were almost always right beside him, glaring at anyone who looked at Tenn a little too hungrily.
Riku had a large group around him at almost all times, sure, but were they capable of protecting Riku? Tenn couldn’t be sure, not yet at least, and putting Riku in revealing clothes on national TV seemed like a careless decision, one that could earn Riku a cohort of unhinged stalkers.
Though that young blonde woman was the official Manager of IDOLiSH7, Tenn was no fool, and he could see the truth of their tactics—the puppeteer pulling all the strings was that smart, albeit snarky kid, Izumi Iori. He’d been circling Riku ever since they debuted, always in his shadow, ears pricked like a loyal guard dog.
While Tenn could appreciate that someone was looking out for Riku, Tenn was admittedly pissed off that Iori thought he could step in and take Tenn’s place. Just who did he think he was? Besides, Tenn knew that Iori had less-than-innocent intentions with Tenn’s baby brother. Oh, Tenn was not blind to the way Iori gazed at Riku, how his eyes darkened, how his fingers twitched at his sides with a barely-restrained urge to touch.
In the end, there was no doubt in Tenn’s mind that Iori was somewhat responsible for this skit idea. Even if Iori didn’t know about it in advance, surely he could interfere and put a stop to it before long. He was smart, he could act fast and make it all seem planned out. But no, now it was too late; the idols were told to go change and the show cut to a brief commercial break.
While Tenn was busy scripting in his mind all the ways he would chew out Izumi Iori for allowing this to happen, and perhaps how he could give miss Manager a piece of his mind as well, Gaku and Ryuu were biting their tongues, daring not to say a word while Tenn was so clearly fuming. Tenn was unaware of the way they were silently communicating, mouthing at each other to ‘do something’ or ‘say something’ while gesturing at Tenn anxiously.
Really, for being voted as Japan’s sexiest men, they started fumbling around like two idiots as soon as Tenn’s mood soured.
“W-Well this should be interesting!” Ryuu spoke up, voice awkwardly high, clearly having caved in to breaking the silence. “Hey, Gaku, who do you think will be voted off first? They said whoever is the least cute will be eliminated, right?”
“Nikaidou is gonna go first,” Gaku snickered. “There’s no way he can pull it off. No way!”
While the two of them speculated, Tenn resisted the urge to chew on his nails. He was going to explode at this rate, waiting to see what Riku would look like. Though Tenn was rightfully angry and protective over his brother’s body, he couldn’t lie and act like he didn’t want to see Riku in a short skirt as well. But Tenn was different—Tenn was his twin. He had every reason to want to see Riku dress so prettily. He knew just how cute Riku would look, which was half the reason why he was so pissed off that everyone else would be seeing him, too.
Gaku and Ryuu made sure to inform Tenn that his ‘brother complex’ with Riku was far from normal, but Tenn didn’t really care. Gaku didn’t get it since he was an only child, and Ryuu had younger brothers he acted a bit oddly about as well, so he was a pot calling the kettle black. Even so, being a twin was different. Tenn didn’t expect Gaku or Ryuu to understand that.
Tenn snapped out of his thoughts, bringing his attention back to the broadcast once the guys came on screen. Sure enough, like Gaku predicted, Yamato Nikaidou was extremely unflattering. Gaku burst out into laughter and immediately tried snapping pictures of the TV screen on his phone, remarking through tears that he would be sending the pictures to their Rabbitchat to tease the IDOLiSH7 leader.
Similarly, Tenn couldn’t help but to snicker at the sight of Tamaki, who looked like he suddenly forgot how to walk, reminding Tenn of a dog wearing little boots on its paws. Iori looked stiff as a board, and Nagi, though strutting confidently and not at all ashamed of his state of dress, was a bit too lanky and masculine to pull off the look of a skirt with much success.
But it all changed when the remaining members of IDOLiSH7 appeared on screen. Suddenly, all the laughter and joking remarks died on the tongues of Ryuu and Gaku.
It was criminal how good Sougo, Mitsuki, and Riku looked in their skirts. All showing off shorter, frillier styles, the three boys’ demeanor was even more alluring. Sougo’s pale complexion gave away his pretty flush and Mitsuki’s smaller frame suited his skirt quite well. Riku especially was fetching, face bright red as he tugged shyly on the hem of his skirt, as if stretching it downwards would do him any favors.
“Mitsuki-kun is really cute,” Ryuu said with an exhale, eyes gleaming as he stared at the screen. There was no doubt his eyes were following the sway of Mitsuki’s hips, but then his attention was divided thanks to the sight of Sougo’s slender legs. The stockings he wore were complimentary as well, making his lower half appear even more feminine. “And Sougo-kun… it’s like he’s worn a skirt before.”
“For some reason, I can’t keep my eyes off of Nanase,” Gaku admitted, voice cautiously hushed, as if Tenn couldn’t hear him despite the way they were seated mere meters apart. “I mean, the way the skirt fits his waist is just…”
“Is just what, Gaku?” Tenn snapped, shooting a deadly glare in Gaku’s direction. “Care to share the rest of your perverted thoughts?”
“It just suits him!” Gaku sputtered defensively. Tenn narrowed his eyes, seeing the pinkish hue on Gaku’s cheeks that betrayed his attempt to act like he wasn’t just checking out Tenn’s twin brother. Before Tenn could try and tear into him more, Gaku turned his accusations onto Tenn. “Don’t act like you’re not also thinking the same thing about Nanase! At least he’s not my brother!”
“You wouldn’t understand,” Tenn dismissed with a sharp turn of his head. He turned his nose up snobbishly and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Guys, c’mon, now…” Ryuu attempted to placate with a strained smile. The tension was fizzing between them like static electricity already.
“Freak,” Gaku muttered as he looked back at the screen.
They watched the rest of the variety show without much else to say besides comments here and there. The entire time, the air was thick with tension and unspoken words. Though Tenn remained focused on the program, he wasn’t stupid—he could tell that Gaku and Ryuu were sneaking glances at each other and at Tenn the entire evening.
As Riku won the segment, voted as the cutest in a skirt, one thought lingered in the minds of all three of TRIGGER’s members: if Riku looked so tempting in a skirt, then what about his charming, seductive brother?
***
Gaku knew that trying to broach the subject in a blunt manner would get himself castrated, or at the very least, blueballed for a week by Tenn. He knew that asking Tenn would end in him getting shot down. Gaku also knew that he was already on thin ice for running his mouth about Nanase Riku in the first place.
So yes, getting Ryuu in on the plan was crucial.
Though the three of them had been in a relationship with each other practically since the day of TRIGGER’s debut, it wasn’t as if Tenn opened his heart instantly. He was willing to spread his legs and trust Gaku and Ryuu with his body, but his heart was definitely another story. It had taken Tenn a few more years of getting to know his partners before he showed his more vulnerable sides, his complex emotions, and even the details of his own rocky past. He had his reasons for leaving his family, specifically Riku, but those reasons took Tenn time to explain to others. He wasn’t necessarily proud of the way things had gone even if he believed there was no other option available to him.
Allowing himself to open up more also meant that Tenn would explore his fantasies with less hesitation. It was certainly a slow process for him to embrace his feminine side, to allow himself to submit and give up all control to Gaku and Ryuu. Now, a few years into their relationship, they were bonded enough to explore new kinks together.
That didn’t mean it was a walk-in-the-park type of conversation. Gaku had to be careful. Being too aggressive would only get his idea immediately shut down and by that point, Tenn might as well have cement in his ears. He would not be swayed to change his mind. Being too vague or wishy-washy would likely evoke Tenn to scold Gaku, call him spineless or accuse him of underestimating Tenn.
This was why they were only functional in a polyamorous situation. Ryuu was the balance necessary to make this work.
The moment Gaku and Ryuu were alone, Gaku pulled Ryuu aside and briefed him on his idea.
“Do I have to wear one, too?” Ryuu whined, already a little reluctant, but Gaku placed a firm hand on his shoulder to strengthen his resolve. Gaku’s eyes gleamed with determination as he nodded his head sagely.
“It’s for the greater good,” Gaku insisted, voice low, as if Tenn would somehow overhear them despite how he was somewhere else entirely. “C’mon, Ryuu. We’re both men, aren’t we? I saw the way you were looking at Osaka and cute little Izumi-ani. You and I were thinking the same thing: if they can pull off a skirt so well, then surely, Tenn…”
Gaku trailed off, allowing Ryuu’s imagination to finish his sentence for him. He knew he got his way when he saw the way Ryuu reddened and gulped. At the end of the day, Ryuu couldn’t resist the temptation to see for himself how Tenn might look in a short, frilly skirt—especially if a surprise was waiting underneath the hem.
With his mind made up, Ryuu nodded firmly as he met Gaku’s gaze. “Alright, just tell me what to do.”
That was how the three of them ended up in their shared living room a few nights later, sitting in tense silence after Gaku and Ryuu presented their great idea to Tenn. A master of masking his emotions, Tenn didn’t even flinch, wearing the perfect poker face as he seemed to think over the idea. Gaku held his breath, not willing to break their eye contact or show any sign of weakness. If he even stuttered, Tenn might see right through him.
“It would be fun!” Ryuu encouraged despite the light flush of embarrassment on his cheeks. “Besides, no one would see this besides us. We aren’t being broadcasted, unlike the guys in IDOLiSH7.”
“Would all three of us do it?” Tenn clarified, tone careful and steady.
“Yes,” Gaku confirmed. He was a man on a mission.
Tenn’s eyes gleamed. He seemed satisfied with that answer. “Each of us will wear a skirt and vote on who looks best. We will complete challenges similar to what was done on IDOLiSH7’s variety show and then vote someone off. Whoever is the winner will get a prize of their choosing that the other two can provide. Deal?”
“Deal,” Gaku said with a firm nod.
“It’s a deal!” Ryuu agreed excitedly. “This will be so fun!”
“Tomorrow night will be our showdown, so be prepared,” Gaku declared. “Let’s give it our best shot!”
There was another layer to this challenge, however, one that Tenn did not know about. Gaku was making sure that their experience was almost exactly like the one the guys in IDOLiSH7 had, down to a detail that most viewers had no idea about. He only found out about this crucial secret by texting his friend Yamato Nikaidou a few days before.
At first, Gaku thought Yamato was just messing with him. It sounded too good to be true. He even looked over his shoulder to make sure Tenn wasn’t looming behind him. Even though Tenn was his boyfriend, he acted more like a hovering mother at times, and at that moment, Gaku felt like a young boy about to be caught by his parents looking at adult magazines.
Luckily, Tenn was nowhere to be found, so Gaku had texted back rapidly.
Gaku: Seriously? You’re messing with me.
Yamato: I’m 100% serious.
Yamato: It was a lucky perv’s dream come true. I couldn’t believe that Sou, Riku and Mitsu all wore them. It was a miracle.
The image flashed through Gaku’s mind despite his best efforts to resist. Sougo, Mitsuki, and especially Riku, all flushed and nervous as they tugged their skirts down, trying to hide the frilly, skimpy panties they wore underneath. He had definitely taken notice of how cute Riku’s rear looked, noticing that he and Tenn had almost identical bodies, and so the thought of that soft, round ass hardly covered by something sheer and ruffled at the edges had Gaku’s blood rushing south. Paired with his shy mannerisms and blushing face, Gaku had no doubt that Riku was probably a sight to behold backstage.
He had been zoned out for a few moments, it seemed, before Yamato sent him another text.
Yamato : Just don’t wear them yourselves, lol. No offense, but I don’t think they’d suit you.
Gaku had to agree. He snorted a laugh from his nose as he responded.
Gaku: I promise I have no interest in wearing women’s panties.
Yamato : [Laughing King Pudding sticker]
Gaku : Thanks for the insider knowledge. I owe you big time!
There was a pause before Yamato responded with a risky request.
Yamato : Is there any chance you’d send a pic?
Yamato : Of Kujou. Not you. Haha
Gaku sighed. He would elbow Yamato in the side if they were physically hanging out. He could imagine them sitting together at a bar, sharing some drinks over this type of subject, and Yamato’s leering expression as he considered how Tenn might look in a pair of little panties.
Gaku : Like you aren’t already spoiled enough with what you saw already!! Don’t be greedy!
Yamato : Hahaha
Yamato : Doesn’t hurt to ask ;)
With the crucial information gathered, Gaku went right to work. Ordering a pair of panties discreetly was a challenge, since Gaku wasn’t sure if he would be home when they arrived. There was definitely a risk of Tenn opening the package and accusing Gaku of being a pervert, which… honestly, he wouldn’t be wrong, but Gaku at least had a little bit of dignity left within him. He didn’t want Tenn to toss the panties in the garbage and shoot his idea down without even getting to use his trump card (Ryuu).
Luckily for Gaku, once the panties arrived, he was able to sneak them away into his room. Then, he pitched the skirt idea to Tenn and then all of his plans were set.
Victory was in sight. But first, Gaku had to wear a skirt, too.
Thankfully, for once, Gaku wasn’t on live TV or in front of an audience, not besides his two partners. There was no reason to feel shame, yet his face was still hot as he stood in front of a giggling Ryuu and Tenn, who was watching with sadistic glee in his eyes with his phone camera unapologetically capturing everything. He wiggled his fingers, one leg crossed over the other as he ordered Gaku around like a puppeteer.
“Go on, then, do the Rakuten Point dance,” Tenn urged, much to Ryuu’s delight. He clapped his hands together excitedly.
“Oh, I love that commercial, it’s so catchy!” Ryuu gushed.
“You two are enjoying this too much,” Gaku muttered, sighing as he looked down at his waist. How humiliating. The pleated skirt looked stupid hanging around his upper thighs, exposing his pale legs that nearly blended in with the white calf-high socks he wore. There were no girl’s shoes that he could find in his size, so the socks were deemed as enough.
“Ryuu, play it on the phone,” Tenn instructed. “I’m busy filming.”
“Oi…” Gaku’s brow twitched with irritation. He underestimated the annoying part of this challenge, which was allowing Tenn to bully him relentlessly while he wore a girly article of clothing that didn’t suit him at all.
With a heavy sigh, Gaku resigned himself to his fate. He had to grit his teeth and bear it if he wanted his reward by the end of this torture. Thoughts of Tenn in his short skirt, with his panties peeking out every time he bent over or moved a certain way, were all that motivated Gaku to do the goddamn stupid dance properly. He tried not to think of the dumbass way he looked, shaking his ass to the popping sound effects in the song, especially not when Ryuu broke out into uncontrollable laughter.
“Boooo, get off the stage,” Tenn taunted while throwing crumpled up pieces of paper at Gaku that were in spherical shapes. “Tomatoes. Booooo.”
“You brat, just you wait until—” Gaku turned around, bright red up to his ears, ready to throttle Tenn and bend him over right there and then. Tenn raised a brow at him, eyes visible above the top of his phone, and Gaku stopped himself before he gave it all away. He straightened up and huffed heavily out of his nose. “Whatever. Anyway, Ryuu, you’re up!”
Gaku was relieved to change out of the skirt and pass the baton to Ryuu. He pointedly avoided eye contact with Tenn, still embarrassed about the dance, and was pretty irked to see that Tenn put his phone away. Oh, so he has respect for Ryuu but not me? It figures!
When Ryuu stepped into the room, Tenn clapped and Gaku made sure to call out with an obnoxious wolf-whistle. Ryuu certainly wasn’t physically the type to pull off a skirt well either, but his shy demeanor and bashful smile made him immediately more appealing in a woman’s clothing than Gaku could ever dream to be. His leg muscles were on full display, bulging and hard in contrast to the frilly hem of the skirt around his hips.
“Does it look terrible?” Ryuu asked with a bit of a flush on his cheeks as he turned around, giving Gaku and Tenn a full view. “It feels so strange having a breeze down there!”
“You’re the winner so far,” Tenn said with a snarky side-eye towards Gaku.
“So far,” Gaku echoed, giving the sass right back to him.
“What should my challenge be?” Ryuu asked, looking between Gaku and Tenn expectantly. “It should be different, right?”
“We should stick to dancing to make the competition even,” Gaku said, and thankfully, Tenn nodded his agreement. Gaku thought for a moment of what Ryuu could do that was comparable to Gaku’s challenge, but Tenn came up with the idea first.
“Do that one MagiKona ending song dance,” Tenn instructed, once again pulling out his phone to record. “Maybe Rokuya Nagi will really enjoy this.”
“You’re gonna film it too…?” Ryuu looked at the camera with a bit of a sulk to his frame, but he accepted his fate with a sign of resignation. “I guess it can’t be helped. At least it’s just Nagi-kun.”
It’s likely going to be sent to the entire group chat, actually, Gaku thought to himself with a shake of his head.
Without further ado, Gaku pulled up the corresponding song on his phone and played it while Tenn recorded Ryuu giving it his all. Ryuu was endearing like he always was, of course, but his body pretty much only knew how to dance like the “ero beast” that he’d been marketed as for all these years. His movements were stiff and awkward rather than feminine and cutesy, and the skirt bouncing around his hips just looked comical instead of appealing. At the very least, Ryuu’s smiling face worked wonders for him, and Gaku couldn’t resist cheering for him by the end of the song.
“So sparkly,” Tenn praised with a twinge of sarcasm. Ryuu laughed it all off, always the least problematic of the trio when it came to dealing with embarrassment. He pretended to thank his audience as he bowed to the phone camera, then quickly retreated to change back into more comfortable sweatpants.
As Ryuu changed out of his skirt in the other room, Gaku felt his heart start to pound with anticipation. It was finally time.
Tenn was looking at his phone, a small smile on his lips as the group chat messages flooded his screen. Gaku took a moment to glance at his own screen since his device was blowing up as well. He chose to ignore the laughing responses to his own embarrassing video and look at the most recent messages, ones that were reacting to Ryuu’s video, instead.
Nagi : THIS TRIBUTE TO KOKONA is WONDERFUL!!!!! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
Nagi : I can teach Tsunashi-shi how to PERFECTLY replicate the dance sometime! It will be fun! We can all learn together!
Sougo : It’s beautiful…!!
Sougo : It’s okay that I save this to my phone…?
Tenn : Go ahead.
Tamaki : I can do this dance too!!! I’ll show everyone! Will you watch it, Sou-chan?
Sougo : Of course!!
Torao : Uh I’m not going to dance like that lol.
Nagi : Oh! Why not?? :(
Minami : His masculinity is fragile.
Torao : Hey!!
Torao : When you put it that way… ugh, fine, I’ll try it
Touma : Aww, I bet Tora’s sulking now
Touma : Cheer up, Tora! I’ll do it with you! Maybe we can all wear skirts, too?
Touma : I’d love to be as close with the members of ZOOL as TRIGGER is with each other! ( 〃▽〃)
Minami : Ah…
Haruka : Eugh… you have no shame, honestly!!
Yuki : I’m watching the video now. The bouncing of Ryuunosuke-kun’s chest during the dance… it’s erotic.
Momo : It really is!! My heart is racing!! Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ Somehow, he’s still so manly even in an outfit like that! It’s so charming!
Yuki : Ah…
Yuki : I think it’s time you stop watching the video, Momo
Momo : Huh??
Yuki : …
Yuki : [sulking King Pudding sticker]
Yuki : What is this feeling…
Tsumugi : Ahh, Yuki-san, I think the word you’re looking for is ‘jealousy?’ (´• ω •`)
Yuki : Jealousy… I think you’re right. My flat chest cannot compare. What if Momo’s eyes wander…
Yamato : Can you guys please take this to DMs already.
Momo : MY DARLING IS JEALOUS??? (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) AHHH
Momo : DON’T WORRY! I’LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU!! YOU’RE MY NUMBER ONE! YOU’RE SO HANDSOME!! (/▽＼*)｡o○♡
Mitsuki : Didn’t Yuki-san also literally just comment on Tsunashi-san’s erotic appeal lolol
Yamato : Save me, Mitsu. Save me
Tsumugi : [laughing Kinako sticker]
Riku : Eh!? TRIGGER is wearing skirts!? Does that mean…
Riku : [blushing King Pudding sticker]
Iori : Nanase-san, you have a shoot early in the morning, you should be in bed.
Riku : Honestly, you—! I’m just checking my phone for a minute! I promise to get enough rest!
Iori : Don’t complain in the morning if you’re tired. I won’t feel sorry for you.
Riku : I’ll be fine!! Jeez, you’re like a nagging mom, Iori…
Riku : More importantly, is Tenn-nii wearing a skirt too?
Yamato : Lol (¬‿¬ )
Riku : [anxious King Pudding sticker]
Riku : … Um
Riku : Why is no one answering…? (〒﹏〒)
Gaku had silenced his phone after that. There was plenty of activity going on in the chat and he didn’t need to read it all as it was happening. He had more important things to focus on. After setting his phone aside, he laid his arm across the back of the couch and looked at Tenn from the corner of his eye, fingers drumming along the top of the cushions. Tenn seemed to finish reading the messages and put his phone down with a soft huff of amusement.
When Tenn wore a skirt, the energy in the room would be entirely different. Tenn was effeminate, slender, soft. If he was twins with Riku, who looked incredibly seductive in his own girly clothing, there was no doubt that Tenn would look utterly mouth-watering. His eyes trailed down Tenn’s profile, taking in the sight of his rounded shoulders, narrow waist, and slender legs. The sight of Tenn in a delicate skirt concealing a scandalous little pair of panties was almost within his reach. Gaku’s cock twitched with interest and he clenched his jaw, feeling unable to wait any longer.
“Wow, I respect the guys of IDOLiSH7 even more now that they all did that on TV!” Ryuu’s voice snapped Gaku’s attention back towards the center of the living room. Ryuu had returned, now wearing gray sweatpants and a tight-fitted white cotton shirt. It wasn’t meant to be that tight, he was just far too muscular for his own good, and the sweatpants sure suited him. Gaku couldn’t resist looking down to notice the way the material fitted around his bulge a little too well. Fuck, he was so turned on already and Tenn wasn’t even changed yet.
Likely noticing Gaku’s hungry expression, Ryuu turned an innocent smile towards Tenn. “It’s your turn now, Tenn. I put the clothes on your bed.”
“Thank you.” Tenn stood up and headed towards his room, though Gaku’s eyes caught a glimpse of Tenn’s expression for a moment before he walked away. Luckily for him, Gaku saw just the faintest hint of a rosy blush on Tenn’s cheeks and his heart lurched in his chest. Could Tenn feel the desire practically emanating from him from where he sat right by his side?
Once Tenn’s bedroom door clicked shut, Gaku made eye contact with Ryuu. Sure enough, Ryuu looked a bit hot in the face as he sat down and nodded affirmatively at Gaku.
“Now we wait, right?” Ryuu asked, voice low with excitement. The plan was in motion—Ryuu placed the panties on the bed along with Tenn’s skirt. Ryuu was right—all they did now was wait for Tenn to emerge from his room, all dolled up nice and pretty. Gaku licked his lips at the thought, like a hungry dog eager for its meal.
“All we’ve been through until now will be worth it,” Gaku said in a sagely tone, as if they’d been to war and back. The clock on the wall ticked, the sound becoming louder and louder with each passing moment as arousal brewed low in Gaku’s core. Ryuu’s silence spoke volumes as well—he was trying his best to keep it together. The two of them were pathetically weak in the knees at the thought of Tenn looking so gorgeous.
When the door finally opened and Tenn came down to the living room, Gaku and Ryuu’s eyes were glued onto his figure, hearts racing and breaths quick and shallow. Everything had led up to this moment. This was it.
Despite all their excitement, Gaku and Ryuu weren’t prepared for the vision that emerged from Tenn’s room.
Tenn’s hips swayed naturally, like he was made for wearing a woman’s clothing. The hem of his skirt brushed against his smooth, unblemished thighs, visible and mouth-watering. His slender legs were partially covered with knee-high white socks, and he wore no shoes—all because on the soles of his socks were little plush pink paw-pads on them like a kitten’s feet. A fluffy white tail swayed behind him, brushing against the backs of his knees. To match, perched atop his head were two white kitten ears, airbrushed a pale shade of pink on the insides to resemble a real cat’s coloration. His blouse matched the skirt to make a cute pink-and-white uniform that had Gaku’s mouth dropping open.
Some finishing touches were cute as ever. A pink velvet collar necklace was wrapped around Tenn’s slender neck with a little bell to match. He had fingerless, elbow-length gloves on to match his socks with paw-pads on the palms of his hands.
… and he had the panties pinched between his thumb and index finger, holding them up like they were a soiled piece of garbage, with his signature, magenta-hot fury flickering in his eyes.
“What is this?” Tenn glowered. “Do you two care to explain yourselves?”
Gaku almost couldn’t make his brain work at the sight of Tenn looking so damn pretty. His heart was pounding and one glance at Ryuu showed Gaku that Ryuu was in the same state of thoughtless, insatiable desire.
“Uh,” Gaku said intelligently.
“That’s…” Ryuu helpfully added. Rather than answering the question of the panties, Ryuu asked, “Where did you get the… the rest of that outfit?”
“I asked you,” Tenn repeated, tone sharp as a blade as he held the panties out again, bringing their attention back to the scandalous underwear, “what this is about. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
“Well…” Gaku breathed in sharply. Their plan failed— or did it? —so he might as well admit the truth. He spared a quick glance at Ryuu before wetting his lips and explaining. “I found out that some of the guys on IDOLiSH7 wore panties as part of their skirt challenge, even though it wasn’t part of the challenge’s requirements.”
“And?” Tenn pressed, hip cocked out to the side. The skirt swayed with his movement and Gaku’s throat felt dry with want.
“A-And we thought…” Gaku shared a guilty glance with Ryuu. “...we thought it would be sexy if you wore panties, too…”
Tenn was silent for a moment, eyes narrowed with disdain. Gaku really thought this was it. Tenn would throw the panties on the ground, step on them, and slam the door in their faces. But then again, if he planned to do that, then why was he wearing this entire cat-themed getup?
Finally, Tenn tossed the panties onto the coffee table, as if they offended him deeply. Dumbfounded, Gaku stared at them for a moment, not even noticing the way Tenn pressed a few buttons on their remote connected to their surround-sound speaker system, curtains and lighting. The lights dimmed just enough to only let the glow of the city filter inside the apartment, and a sultry, lyric-free song began to reverberate throughout their shared home, sounding vaguely like one of TRIGGER’s own songs. It was definitely a remix of some sort, for Gaku couldn’t put his finger on it—not that he was paying attention to the song much anyway, not when Tenn’s movement made him unable to look away from his figure.
Both Ryuu and Gaku were speechless, stunned into breathless silence as Tenn fixed them both with an intense, hungry gaze. His pupils, usually thin and catlike, had widened with lust. Their distinctive pinkish color gleamed in the dim lighting as he raised his arms above his head, slowly and sensually, drawing attention to the swaying of his hips. With each movement, the fluffy tail behind him followed, accentuating the curvy, smooth way his body flexed and arched. Tenn turned and elegantly danced, skirt swishing about his thighs, lifting high enough at times to flash pale, perfect thighs.
The twirling of Tenn’s body, the way his pale, rose-pink hair seemed to glow under the moonlight, and the graceful movements of his arms—all of it made Gaku feel as if he were seeing pristine, white feathered wings expand behind Tenn’s back. This was the angelic power of TRIGGER’s center, put on full, unfiltered display right before Gaku and Ryuu’s eyes.
And yet… no matter how pretty, perfect and pure Tenn’s image could be, there was something hotter burning just beneath his deceptive surface. With each beautiful turn and light-footed step was a flare of sensuality, a spark of wanton desire, a flash of supple flesh meant to stimulate and exhilarate his eagerly observing audience. Tenn dropped down low and arched his back as he rose back up, skirt riding up along the backs of his thighs, and he turned a sultry gaze over his shoulder to coyly encourage his partners to take a peek.
Gaku gulped, throat suddenly feeling dry. He shifted in his seat, pants tight with his arousal, which strained against his pants uncomfortably. There was a flash of pale pink nestled between Tenn’s round cheeks, visible for only a second before Tenn’s skirt fell back down, like curtains descending upon a stage.
Tenn was wearing panties. Just not the panties that Gaku bought for him.
Neatly turning back around, Tenn raised his chin high, poised and elegant as he strutted towards Ryuu, little pink tongue swiping across his lips. Gaku watched, skin burning with passion and cock aching with envy as Tenn climbed up onto Ryuu’s lap with nimble, feline grace. He swayed his hips, teasing and rocking, simulating what he could do. Those movements evoked memories of all the times he’d pressed Ryuu’s balls up against his ass while taking the man inside.
Ryuu shuddered, hands rising, wanting to touch—but Tenn cleverly avoided his grasp, winking playfully while he blew a kiss to his lover as he departed. Agile and flawless, Tenn stepped over to Gaku, eyes locked onto his lover like he’d just located his next delicious meal.
Gaku was more than happy to be devoured. He stayed still, heart slamming against his chest, silver eyes swirling with pure lust. Tenn was everything in that moment—he was like an unattainable prince as he placed his foot against the edge of the couch, right between Gaku’s thighs, mere inches from Gaku’s straining bulge. He used the leverage to stand above Gaku, looking down at him, establishing his superiority and dominance while effortlessly flaunting his feminine charm at the same time.
How was one person capable of such beauty and power all at once? Gaku gazed up at him reverently, so turned on that his head was spinning. Tenn lowered himself down onto Gaku’s lap, body curving and bending in ways that somehow prevented him from touching Gaku any more than the slightest brush. His nails pressed lightly against Gaku’s shoulders, like a cat’s sharp claws, threatening to sink into flesh if necessary. He rocked his hips down, such a goddamn tease, his flirtatious smirk just a breath away from Gaku’s parted lips.
And just like Ryuu, Gaku foolishly tried to touch, which only sent Tenn off his lap, slipping through his fingers like sand. Gaku was pretty sure the head of his cock was wet with precum by this point. Fuck, he wanted to bury himself inside of Tenn so bad.
Just when Gaku thought he couldn’t get more turned on, Tenn was pulling up the blouse he wore, higher and higher until it was completely removed from his body. Underneath, stretching across his shoulder blades was something pastel pink, ridged with white ruffles that reminded Gaku of the hemming on a maid’s dress. Held up by spaghetti straps on his narrow shoulders was a little bralette, and once Tenn turned around to show off the front, Gaku felt as if he’d been punched in the gut. The bralette had a little cat’s head shape cut out right in the center of his chest, meant to show off cleavage, with three whiskers on each side embroidered on the pink material. Ruffles lined along the top of his chest, presenting him like a present to be unwrapped.
Tenn danced a little more, a playful smile resting on his glossy-pink lips, until he naturally shimmied out of his skirt as well. When the skirt fell down, Tenn revealed a matching pair of panties, white ruffles along his hips and all. On the front, just over the little bulge where his cock was barely hidden, was a hot pink paw-print.
Tenn wiggled his hips, posing and preening under the attention given to him by his hungry partners. He turned around, the fluffy white tail bouncing against his rump, secured around his waist by a silky pink ribbon—and underneath the faux fur, Gaku caught a glimpse of a pink gem nestled between his cheeks, visible thanks to the purposeful hole incorporated into the panties’ design.
It wasn’t just a plain gem attached to the end of the plug, either—a hot pink paw-print, similar to the one on the front of his panties, was on the center of the plug’s base.
“So?” Tenn asked after he heard Ryuu’s sharp intake of breath. He looked like the cat who got the cream, posing and smug, knowing damn well just how worked up he made Gaku and Ryuu feel. “What’s my prize for winning our skirt-wearing competition?”
Right—the competition. It was hardly a competition at all by this point. Gaku and Ryuu had been blown out of the fucking water.
“Whatever you want,” Gaku said, voice strained. God, he had never felt so desperate in his life.
“Anything for you,” Ryuu confessed, in complete agreement with Gaku as always. In the corner of his eye, Gaku could see the way Ryuu was palming his cock through his sweats.
Tenn licked his lips, eyes flicking between his lovers, before he knelt down on the ground in front of them. If he could purr, Gaku would have expected to hear the content, rumbling sound emerge from Tenn right at that moment.
“Breed me,” Tenn commanded, blinking up at Gaku and Ryuu from beneath his lashes. “Breed me like I’m a cat in heat. Fuck me with the intention of getting me pregnant. I don’t care that it isn’t possible—I want you to fuck me like it is. That is what I want for my prize.”
HolyfuckingshitI’mgonnacum —Gaku had to take in a deep, sharp breath, fingers clenching into tight fists to hold himself back from busting right there and then. Tenn couldn’t be real. How was Gaku so goddamn lucky to have a partner like him? What did he do to deserve having some of his dirtiest fantasies come true right before his eyes tonight?
He was lucky, and he sure as hell didn’t want to disappoint. Gaku had done enough wondering and admiring. Tenn was in front of him, asking to be bred and knocked up like a good little pet, pretty as can be all to satisfy his partners. Gaku didn’t want to keep him waiting. He reached forward to press a finger underneath Tenn’s chin, watching with a hot curl of delight in his gut as Tenn leaned forward, a shiver running down his spine from the gentle, yet controlling touch from Gaku.
“I think we can do that,” Gaku answered, voice low with hunger. He didn’t have to look at Ryuu to know that his other lover was on board. “Right, Ryuu?”
The couch beside him dipped as Ryuu moved closer. Suddenly, the room had grown much hotter, the air now thick with heady desire.
“Right.” Ryuu’s hand stroked Tenn’s head, right behind one of his fluffy kitten ears. Tenn sighed, tilting his head into Ryuu’s touch, and blinked those vibrant pink eyes up at Ryuu pleadingly.
“We can take care of you, Tenn.”
***
Tenn began on his knees, pretty lashes fluttering as he tried his best to fit all of Ryuu’s cock inside his small mouth. His lips were as soft as ever, wrapped so perfectly around Ryuu’s girth, tongue laving along the underside with each bob of his head. Whenever he pulled back, saliva connected his panting mouth to the slick head of Ryuu’s cock, where precum beaded from the slit constantly. His stomach quivered with each breath, low moans emerging from his throat as his dick ached and twitched. Nothing felt quite as good as Tenn’s throat and Ryuu was fighting himself, trying not to just grab Tenn’s head and fuck his face viciously to let himself cum.
Between that devious tongue swirling on the head of his cock, those plush lips pursing around his shaft, and his soft, small hands cupping and massaging Ryuu’s balls, it was a miracle that Ryuu hadn’t blown his load yet. Tenn was giving his all into pleasuring Ryuu with his sultry mouth and it was working . But before Ryuu could give into temptation and cum, Tenn pulled away to give Gaku some attention, not wanting either of his partners to feel neglected.
For a few moments, Ryuu just watched as Tenn slurped and whined around Gaku’s cock, entranced by the sight of his lust-glazed eyes and the pretty arch of his back from where he sat between Gaku’s legs. He was perched so perfectly with his fluffy white cat tail curled around his body neatly, almost as if the appendage were really attached to his spine. The pink bow at the base of the tail was a cute touch, too—almost as cute as the paw-print gemstone nestled between his cheeks. The gleam caught Ryuu’s eye every time Tenn moved enough for the jeweled tip of the plug to reflect the light.
Though Tenn was putting on a show by hollowing his cheeks out around Gaku’s length, Ryuu couldn’t just sit around and do nothing. He wanted to make Tenn’s wishes come true—he wanted to fuck Tenn like he intended to get Tenn pregnant. The thought had been prominent in his mind ever since Tenn asked for it, urging him to grope, to squeeze, to thrust into Tenn again and again. He wanted to get Tenn all hot and bothered, warm and ready for not one cock inside of him, but two.
“Here, come up on the couch,” Ryuu said softly, reaching down to help hoist Tenn up. He was as light as a feather, at least in Ryuu’s opinion; he could pick Tenn up like he weighed no more than a pillow. Gaku repositioned himself as well, accommodating the shift until Tenn’s lower half was draped across Ryuu’s lap. Tenn continued to suck on Gaku’s cock from this position while Ryuu reached down, finally able to pet the pretty kitten that had been teasing him so much until now.
Tenn shivered under his touch. His skin was silky smooth, not that Tenn wasn’t usually super soft, but Ryuu had touched him enough now to know when Tenn had gone the extra mile to prepare himself. He had used a sweet-scented sugar scrub to exfoliate and lathered himself in a fragrant lotion, and all that effort paid off. Ryuu’s hands practically glided over the backs of his legs, tracing down and back up to the rise of his ass again just to revel in how gorgeous he was.
When Ryuu’s fingers bumped along the base of the plug, Tenn’s hips canted backwards, encouraging him to touch him as he pleased. Tenn’s head bobbed at times, and at others he simply stayed still, warming Gaku’s cock with his blissfully tight throat. Gaku’s chest rose and fell with labored breaths and he occasionally cursed under his breath, one hand gripping Tenn’s hair in a fist. Ryuu knew just how good he was feeling.
“You got yourself all ready for us, huh?” Ryuu remarked, heart pounding against his chest as he ran his fingertip over the jeweled paw-print design. He then gripped the base of the plug and started to move it around, rotating it in slow circles just to see what sort of reaction Tenn had. He whined on Gaku’s cock, the sound so cute even when muffled, and Ryuu watched as Tenn’s lashes fluttered with bliss.
“Such a brat, trying to trick us,” Gaku added, fingers running through Tenn’s hair gently before gripping the strands again. Tenn’s little cat ears were miraculously still in place. “Showing us the panties like he wasn’t already wearing a pair of his own.”
“These panties are better,” Ryuu admitted. He traced a line down Tenn’s crack with one finger, admiring the way the panties were constructed to show off and give his partners easy access. The sheer white ruffles on his hips were a cute touch, accentuating the curves of his body even more. Ryuu gripped the plug again, this time thrusting it in and out of Tenn, watching as his hungry little hole stretched and clung around the plug. His rim was pink and soft to the touch, slightly wet with lube—knowing Tenn, it was his favorite, which was a pink sugar flavored bottle. It was a good thing Ryuu had a sweet tooth.
Finally, Ryuu tugged on the plug hard enough to pull it out entirely. Tenn’s hips jerked, paw-pad feet rising in the air, as a flustered squeak sounded in his throat. He sucked hard on the head of Gaku’s cock, causing Gaku to let out a hiss of pleasure, but Gaku’s cock slipped out of his mouth when Tenn gasped for air. Tenn’s shoulders trembled and he gripped Gaku’s leg tightly, eyes watering, glazed over from insatiable lust.
Gaku reached down, taking Tenn’s chin in between his thumb and index finger so that he could direct Tenn’s gaze upwards. He wiped at some of the saliva collecting on Tenn’s bottom lip, eyes dark with desire, likely wondering how he got so lucky to have his cock worshiped by the one and only Kujou Tenn. Ryuu often wondered about that sort of thing himself. He circled Tenn’s hole with his fingers, teasing the soft rim, admiring how it stayed just a little open to invite Ryuu to put something inside of him again. At the same time, Tenn took Gaku’s cock in hand, stroking it up and down with his soft fingers to keep him hot and ready.
“Were you trying to give us a heart attack with that stunt of yours?” Gaku asked. At the same time, Ryuu finally slipped two fingers inside of Tenn—they went right in, all the way to the third knuckle without any resistance. Thank goodness for that plug; Tenn was all warm and wet and ready for the taking. Still, the feeling of Ryuu’s fingers inside of him had Tenn whimpering softly, and he brought his hips down, grinding his little bulge on Ryuu’s thick thigh as if trying to chase after his release.
“They were ugly,” Tenn said, eyes narrowing at Gaku despite his current position and the hand stroking his cock up and down. He swiped his thumb over the head of his dick, gathering precum to make each glide of his palm easier. Ryuu, meanwhile, thrust his fingers deeper inside of Tenn, trying to reach his sweet spot. “And they were cheap. The material was scratchy— mh—” Tenn shivered at the feeling of Ryuu curling his fingers inside of him, brushing along his prostate. He gathered himself to finish with an indignant sigh. “What were you thinking?”
“I thought they were sexy!” Gaku defended himself, looking slightly embarrassed that his choice was so shitty. “Look, you don’t understand! Once we got proof that the IDOLiSH7 guys wore panties—”
“You needed proof? Was it not glaringly obvious?” Tenn scoffed, though the sound was a little airy thanks to how he was stifling his moans and sighs from being fingered by Ryuu. His hips moved irregularly, trying to grind himself on Ryuu even more, and Ryuu lifted his leg to try and accommodate Tenn’s desire. He scissored his fingers, loosening Tenn as much as he could before sliding in a third. It was important to Ryuu that he took his time opening Tenn up, especially on nights like these when Tenn made it clear that he wanted both Ryuu and Gaku inside of him at the same time.
“W-Well—” Gaku stammered, at a loss for words. “I mean, we were hoping that it was true, but…”
“Guys, come on now,” Ryuu tried to placate with a small sigh. Gaku’s dick was literally in Tenn’s hand, yet they were still bickering like always. Ryuu tried to distract Tenn with a particularly harsh press to his prostate, hoping it would cause his mind to go blurry for a moment. “We can move on now, can’t we?”
“Never pick out lingerie again,” Tenn hissed, always needing to have the last word. He pushed his hips back, shoving Ryuu’s fingers as far inside of him as they could reach, and let out a sweet, low moan. The sound had Ryuu’s dick aching in his sweats, even though he was still annoyed that the two of them continued to butt heads. “It’s insulting that you think I’d wear such low quality garbage.”
“Alright, alright, I get it,” Gaku said, also noticing Ryuu’s irritation. “C’mere, let me make it up to you. I can do that, can’t I?”
“Hmph…” Tenn didn’t object to that proposal, so Gaku started to pull Tenn towards him, guiding their lover onto his knees. In the process, Ryuu’s fingers slipped out, and he brought them up to his mouth to taste and see if he was right about the lube. When something sweet touched his taste buds along with the natural, delicious flavor of Tenn’s body, Ryuu knew he’d guessed correctly.
Once Tenn was perched up on his knees, prettily posed before Gaku, Ryuu slid up behind him, broad hands running up Tenn’s sides and around to the front so he could grope his chest. Tenn shivered, arching back into his touch, baring his neck for Gaku when Gaku leaned in so he could kiss along his jaw and neck. He spread his legs apart, nice and wide, knowing well that Ryuu was going to slip himself in and get him loose enough for Gaku’s eventual entrance.
Ryuu was focused on Tenn more than anything else at that moment. His slender form, the dip of his waist, the curve of his spine, the way the fluffy cat tail sat perched on his cute butt, which was still partially covered by his pink panties… all of it just made him even more appealing to Ryuu. He ran his fingers along the straps of the bralette, teasing, tugging one down over Tenn’s shoulder so that he could lean in to press an open-mouthed kiss on Tenn’s shoulder blade. He couldn’t stop kissing Tenn’s soft, smooth skin, going up the side of his neck until he nipped at the lobe of Tenn’s ear.
“How are you so perfect?” Ryuu wondered, voice husky against the curve of Tenn’s pink-tipped ear. Tenn couldn’t suppress a pleasured shiver at the praise, and he gasped as Gaku nipped at his collarbone on the other side, wanting to leave a small mark that could still be concealed by makeup if necessary.
Tenn was completely at home here, pressed right between his two partners. Tenn was TRIGGER’s center in every sense of the word, and neither Ryuu nor Gaku would want it any other way.
“I’m not,” Tenn responded, voice a little strained. Ryuu’s fingers toyed with Tenn’s nipples through the fabric of the bralette for a moment, but then he slipped one hand through the cat-shaped gap in the center, a smile tugging at his lips when Tenn let out a flustered yelping sound at the sensation. He’d been touched so many times by Ryuu and Gaku, sometimes alone and oftentimes together, yet he was still so sensitive to his lover’s attention.
“Don’t be so modest,” Gaku countered, snaking one hand down between Tenn’s thighs to grope at his straining, wet cock. Tenn bit on his bottom lip at that, and his full-body shiver made it feel like he just purred under their touch. Gaku smirked and continued to pet his cock, knowing it felt incredibly good for their sensitive center. “You’re beautiful, you know that? And you’re so strong. We admire you, Tenn—you are more amazing than you think.” Just as Tenn whined, lowering his head with a pretty flush blazing across his cheeks, Gaku teasingly added, “Though maybe your brattiness could be worked on…”
“S-Shut up, Gaku,” Tenn stammered, rocking his hips into Gaku’s stroking palm with desperate little flicks. Ryuu huffed with amusement, his breath warm on Tenn’s nape. He supposed things wouldn’t quite feel right between them without those two butting heads a little bit, even during their most intimate moments together.
After pushing his sweatpants down enough to free his cock, Ryuu only gave himself a couple strokes from base to tip. He didn’t want to cum too soon, especially not after finally filling Tenn like he desired. Ryuu wanted to last. As Ryuu was lining himself up, Gaku helped to spread Tenn’s legs apart wider, noticing that Ryuu was positioning himself behind Tenn.
Ryuu ended up gazing at Gaku as he pushed inside of Tenn’s warm, pliant hole, his heart hammering his chest repeatedly. Gaku was so handsome in this position, focused fully on Tenn with his brows furrowed, jaw clenched, and eyes gleaming like molten silver. He couldn’t resist leaning forward over Tenn’s shoulder to press a hungry kiss to the underside of Gaku’s jaw. Naturally, Gaku tilted his head to the side, allowing the touch with a pleasant sigh.
Just as Ryuu felt himself bottom out within Tenn, the sensation had Tenn shaking with impatience. He was insatiable —one cock was never enough. Especially on nights like tonight, where Tenn had obviously prepared himself for this, likely spending his shower that afternoon fingering himself open. For that reason, Ryuu didn’t wait to start snapping his hips at a rough, brisk speed. Ryuu usually liked to take his time and ease Tenn into this sort of pace, but Tenn clearly wanted it hard and fast. There was no need to deny him.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” Ryuu quickly said, voice strained, as he grabbed onto Tenn’s hips and snapped himself forward. His cock slammed within Tenn, harsh and wild and unrestrained. The adrenaline rush had Ryuu’s eyes gleaming with excitement as he allowed himself to fully lose himself in the feeling of fucking Tenn, enveloping his throbbing cock within Tenn’s soft, slick, breedable heat.
“Hng— ahh—!” Tenn cried out, apparently surprised by Ryuu’s bold start. His hands flew up to grab onto Gaku’s shoulders, giving him something to hold onto as he pushed his weight onto his knees. Just like that, Tenn arched his back, angling Ryuu inside him as deep as he could reach. He panted as he pressed his forehead down against Gaku’s chest, shaking uncontrollably as his body rocked back and forth. “O-Oh—mmh, please, l-like that, Ryuu…”
“You like it when he fucks you as hard as you want it, don’t you?” Gaku said against Tenn’s ear, a coy smile pulling on his lips. “You’re always so needy, Tenn, you always want more.” As he growled the word more, he grasped Tenn’s cock harshly, evoking a small, strained whine from Tenn’s lips. “This still isn’t enough, is it? Ryuu’s not small, you know… surely he can breed you just like you asked for. And yet…” Gaku cast a playful look over at Ryuu, pausing to listen to the wet smacking of Ryuu’s balls on Tenn’s soft bottom. “Tell me, Tenn—what else could you possibly want?”
“You!” Tenn looked up at last, desperate, hands shaking as he dug his nails into Gaku’s sturdy shoulders. “G-Gaku, I need—ah—n-need you inside me too…”
The neediness in his voice had Ryuu’s cock aching, for he rarely got to enjoy the sound of Tenn behaving so desperately. Tenn was always so self-assured, so insistent to care for others, likely due to his nature as an older brother. But now, he finally just got to take, take, and take as much as he wanted. Ever since he got a taste of receiving instead of giving, he couldn’t get enough. Tenn wouldn’t let himself become greedy in any other way—not with his fans and not with his family. But with Ryuu and Gaku, he was given the exclusive chance to become a spoiled brat, and he savored the euphoric feeling of having two men completely ravish him with their overpowering love and undying lust.
Ryuu was more than happy to satisfy Tenn. Nothing made him feel quite as good as topping Tenn; he got to smother Tenn with his adoration and attraction in the most physically intimate way he knew. Sometimes, words were not enough for Tenn to understand just how loved he was, and getting dicked down—while not a very poetic way of putting it—often did the trick.
“Now if only you’d be this cute more often,” Gaku commented as he pulled his cock free, stroking himself as Ryuu continued to stretch Tenn out with each deep thrust to his core. Ryuu knew that Gaku felt the same way, always feeling deeply satisfied with the experience of topping Tenn alongside Ryuu. They were similar in the sexual sense, both deriving pleasure from focusing on their shared lover more than trying to become the center of attention themselves.
With practiced ease, Ryuu slowed his thrusts, knowing well what was coming next. He felt Gaku’s cock rubbing along his own shaft, nudging at the seam of Tenn’s stretched hole, and the feeling caused Ryuu to groan lowly. Fuck, it was always hard not to cum right away when this happened—getting to touch both his partners at the same time in such a sensual way was almost too much for Ryuu to handle. His insides felt tight and hot, like he was ready to burst at any moment.
“Feels good…” Ryuu hissed, pulling out farther, farther, farther still, all the way until only the tip remained inside. He gripped Tenn’s thin little waist hard enough to bruise, likely leaving handprints behind on his fair skin, and Gaku held onto Tenn’s thighs, keeping him steady, preventing him from falling forward when the initial rush of being double penetrated hit him. Gaku leaned forward, breath mingling with Tenn’s as he gave Tenn a warning with a low, hungry voice.
“I’m going in.” It was then, when Tenn’s hole was loose and ready, that Gaku angled his hips up and pushed in.
The sweet, wanton cry that Tenn made each time he was split in two was a sound reserved only for Gaku and Ryuu. Part of Ryuu wanted the world to know just how beautiful his voice was, even off-stage, but… he liked having a part of Tenn all to himself. This submissive, pliant, cock-starved side of Tenn was their shared secret, something that Tenn would only expose to them.
And the bliss that came with pushing inside of Tenn, so impossibly tight, cock sliding up against Gaku’s—there was nothing in the world that could compare. Ryuu’s chest rose and fell with deep, labored breaths, balls aching and drawn tight against the base of his cock. He wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer, and by the looks of it, neither would Gaku. Or even Tenn.
That was the standard for whenever they both fucked Tenn full; the stretch in itself was enough to send them over the edge. Just a few rough thrusts and a perfectly timed, synchronized orgasm would cause Tenn to absolutely melt in their arms. Right now, with the two of them finally inside Tenn together, was the best time for the filthiest thoughts to be spoken out loud. No shame, no hesitation, nothing holding them back. They couldn’t get closer than this.
“Nh—I wish I could breed you,” Ryuu admitted, sitting up to coil his firm, muscular arms around Tenn’s slender body. He pressed a kiss to Tenn’s nape as he rocked his hips, one part of his cock grinding against Gaku while the rest was massaged by Tenn’s now-tight passage. “You’d be so pretty, carrying our children…”
“Hah, ha— ohmygod — p-please, I want kids—!” Tenn whined, toes curling, tears shimmering in his eyes. He was nearly hyperventilating but Ryuu kept going, kept moving, kept kissing his soft skin passionately. Gaku moved as well, thrusting in deep, drunk off his lust and just as frenzied as Ryuu was feeling.
“I bet they’d all look like you,” Gaku continued, his voice a husky purr, hands sliding towards Tenn’s inner thighs, then up and over Ryuu’s arms so that he could squeeze Tenn’s little chest, groping him as if he had a flat-chested girl’s beasts cupped in each of his palms. He flicked Tenn’s nipples suggestively while he pushed his cock in even deeper, a smug look on his face as he leaned in close, breath hot against Tenn’s lips as he said, “Would you feed them yourself, too?”
“S-Shut up—” Tenn whined, but a tear rolled down his flushed face anyway, giving away just how good he felt. He leaned into Gaku’s touch, his slit leaking precum profusely, staining his panties with every bounce on his lover’s cocks. “Y-You’re so—mh, ah, e-embarrassing…!”
“We’d take care of you,” Ryuu confessed, heart swelling at the mere thought. “We’d protect you with our lives.”
Ryuu knew it wasn’t possible, for Tenn didn’t have the physical ability to bear children, but if they were going to enjoy this fantasy, he might as well ignore all logic for the time being. The image of Tenn, glowing and pregnant, looking between Ryuu and Gaku with an indescribable amount of love in his eyes, knowing a life was forming inside of him created by the three of them together… it was enough to get Ryuu all choked up. He wanted it so bad. He fucked up into Tenn with even more intention, as if to ensure his seed would actually take, pushing his length insistently inside of Tenn as far as he could reach.
“And we’d knock you up as many times as you wanted,” Gaku went on, hands sliding up to cradle Tenn’s jaw, lifting his head so their eyes could align. “How many do you want? Two, three, four? What if you had twins, too?”
“F-Fuck, I-I’m gonna—ah, hah, ah, I can’t, Gaku, I— Ryuu —!!” Tenn squirmed, bucking his hips desperately, right on the edge of release. He was begging, he needed to be filled. Right as Ryuu felt his orgasm begin to overwhelm him, Gaku surged forward, kissing Tenn deeply, all tongue and hungry, demanding bites. He tilted his head back, groaning low and relieved as his climax hit him, coming out of his cock in thick, hot spurts.
Gaku was right after him, cumming hard and heavy, releasing a load just as thick and potent as Ryuu’s. He broke apart from Tenn to speak against Tenn’s trembling, kiss-swollen mouth, keeping their eyes locked as his voice coaxed Tenn’s orgasm right out of him.
“Feel that, Tenn?” Gaku rasped while Tenn trembled, sobbing openly now, clinging onto Gaku for dear life. “We’re breeding you full, just like you wanted—”
Tenn cried out, hips bucking, and Ryuu reached down, sliding his fingers underneath Tenn’s panties to stroke his cock. He was soaking wet to the touch, and the skin-on-skin contact—especially Ryuu’s rougher hands on the sensitive, delicate skin of his cockhead—was enough to get him to cry out, body twitching helplessly in response. Gaku ground his cock inside of Tenn still, pushing all that cum in deep, massaging Tenn’s prostate with each roll of his hips.
“You like that?” Ryuu asked, all blissed out, hardly able to form a coherent thought himself. “All of that cum inside of you… surely you’ll take…”
“Mm, good boy, such a good kitten for us,” Gaku added in between kisses along Tenn’s jaw, and just like that, Ryuu felt Tenn’s little cock give a meek twitch in his grasp. Cum spilled from the tip as Tenn breathed rapidly, legs shaking, whimpers dripping from his parted, pink lips. Gaku wiped his tears, shushing him while Ryuu massaged his cock, squeezing it just right to milk it all out of Tenn until his little prick couldn’t handle it anymore.
Tenn slumped back against Ryuu, panting and utterly spent. He was hot to the touch, still stuffed so full, but all three of them just stayed in place for a few silent, peaceful moments. Pulling out would make Tenn feel too empty too fast, and besides, they all wanted to bask in the warmth of each other for a little while longer.
Ryuu couldn’t stop himself from smiling. He snuggled against Tenn, cuddling him close, as he breathed in his lover’s sweet, familiar scent. Tenn let out a slow, deep breath as he tilted his head slightly, allowing him to cuddle back against Ryuu. From his angle, Ryuu caught a glimpse of Tenn’s cheeks. They were round and pink, meaning he was smiling, too.
“I love you two,” Tenn said after a beat. He wasn’t usually one to say it first, not unless he was delirious with exhaustion, but he sounded pretty clear-headed to Ryuu. The confession had Ryuu’s heart beating faster, joyful endorphins rushing through his system immediately.
“Tenn!” Ryuu nuzzled into Tenn’s soft hair, and as a result, his little cat-ears as well. “I love you, too!”
“I love you, even if you won’t wear the panties I bought for you,” Gaku said as he pressed a loud, annoyingly obnoxious kiss to Tenn’s temple. Even from behind, Ryuu could tell that Tenn was narrowing his eyes at Gaku judgmentally.
“You’re lucky that I don’t feel like kicking you off of me right now,” Tenn threatened with no real malice to his tone.
“I sure am,” Gaku boasted proudly, causing Tenn to scoff and roll his eyes. Even so, Tenn didn’t resist when Gaku leaned in to cuddle him, covering his face, jaw and neck with even more loving kisses. Ryuu smiled, unbothered by the position they were all in; as long as he was with Gaku and Tenn, entwined together just like this, he couldn’t be happier.
Meanwhile, just beside them on the coffee table, Tenn’s phone screen lit up with a new message. The screen caught his eye and Ryuu turned to glance at it, curious as to who would be messaging Tenn this late at night.
Riku : Will I ever get to see you in a skirt, Tenn-nii…? ; _ ;
Sorry, Riku-kun… Ryuu thought to himself with a small, apologetic smile. Your message will have to wait for a while longer.
Just how much longer was the question. Ryuu looked down at Tenn, spent and pliant, still warming his lover’s cocks. Ryuu was starting to feel interested again, and if he remained nestled inside of Tenn like this, then, well… Ryuu could see this going on for an hour longer, if not even more than that.
Regardless, it seemed like Tenn was going to continue to have his hands—amongst other parts of him—nice and full.