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Business
as Usual, XIII
by Laura Bryannan

Mugen
had fucked Yuki last night. He'd fucked Yuki this morning. But now
that Jin was back he wanted to get laid. He wanted to let go, to
surrender, to submit wholeheartedly—just not in front of Yuki.
And so he formulated a plan.

They'd hit a bar before heading
back to the hotel and knocked back a few. Actually, Yuki knocked back
a few and Mugen knocked back one, hoping that after some alcohol and
sex, Yuki would crash and leave him to moan and squirm in Jin's arms
without putting his seme pride at risk.

Yuki beat him into
the tub because he didn't take his clothes off, and Mugen waited as
he and Jin kissed before descending into the warm water himself. His
heart skipped a beat as the gray eyes turned to him with a smoky
glance, and came into Jin's embrace eagerly. Yuki stayed near enough
that their bodies touched, but it didn't distract him from the battle
he was engaged in.

Jin's tongue was wily and strong, sneaking
past every defense, causing a lurch in his guts and his groin every
time he was penetrated. He carded his fingers into Jin's hair, trying
to force the angle most conducive for a successful attack, but Jin
was doing the same. And then Jin opened, allowing him inside so
suddenly he moaned in surprise, even as Jin did himself. There were a
few moments of exquisite interplay and then Jin gently pushed him
back, looking deeply into his eyes. Your ass is mine, but
first.... He arched the brow nearest Yuki and Mugen nodded.

They
turned to their slightly sloshed friend, who had removed his wet
clothes and was sitting in the tub smiling back. “How was it
this time, Jin?” he asked. “Same 'ol, same 'ol or worse
than usual?”

“The same as usual, I guess,”
Jin replied. “He's talking about retiring again, but I know
he'll never let go until the day he falls down dead. Until then, I'm
happy to leave it to him.” He turned to Mugen. “My uncle
is the namesake of a famous ancestor and he takes it a little too
seriously, I'm afraid. He treats me as a pawn regarding the dojo
because he believes he has not only a right, but an obligation to do
so.”

“That sucks,” Mugen said.

“Yes,”
Jin agreed, giving him a pointed glance. “Well, enough about
that.” Jin and Mugen turned to Yuki, who visibly quailed at
being the focus of two predatory gazes. They scooted over to him, one
on either side, and attacked.

Jin and Yuki were kissing, so
Mugen wandered lower, trying to listen as he heard them whispering to
each other. Jin would chuckle every now and then, and Mugen was
amazed he didn't feel jealous at their closeness. If anything, he
found it comforting. Despite his cold nature, Jin still seemed
capable of deep affection and loyalty. He might be done with Yuki,
but he was not casting him aside. Mugen decided this was a good
thing.

But if he wasn't jealous of Jin and Yuki's
relationship he was envious of Yuki's other attributes. As he stroked
and teased the now-familiar body, he was reminded that he was the
little guy in this threesome. Jin was taller, Yuki was bigger, and he
didn't like it. Plus Yuki was so fucking beautiful, it was
intimidating—no flaws, no scars, perfect everything. Why was
Jin turning his way at all? It didn't make sense.

He let the
quivering hips sink into the water and turned to nip Jin's shoulder,
wanting a little time with the end of Yuki that could communicate in
words. Jin raised his head, looking makeout-drunk in the way that
always turned him on, clearly expecting a kiss before they exchanged
places. Mugen obliged him, causing moans that made him dizzy as he
teased the back of Jin's throat. They ravaged each other for a little
while, then Mugen turned to a panting and writhing Yuki.

“You
feeling good, kiddo?” Mugen asked.

Yuki gulped and
nodded. “You guys are being wicked,” he complained. “Let
me cum.”

Mugen smiled. “Gotta savor yummy things
or you get indigestion.” Yuki gave him The Look Of Supreme
Adoration, and it knocked his heart for a loop as it always did. No
one had ever looked at him like that, certainly no one as beautiful
as Yuki, and it evoked feelings he found mostly pleasing but a little
disturbing as well. If he knew what you were really like, the
voices whispered, he would not be looking up to you. He argued
back that Yuki was fun, Yuki was smart and strong. That much was
real, and it was okay to feel flattered.

He leaned in to get
his licorice kiss, fingers tugging the ring through his nipple and
teasing the sensitive nub. Yuki jerked, moaning sweetly, and Mugen
was reminded that he and Jin shared matching rings. He decided then
and there to do something about it. Suddenly Yuki was moaning for
other reasons. Mugen could feel Jin lift his hips closer to the
surface and guessed what was happening. The panting, gasping man
became very hard to kiss, so Mugen raised his head to watch the
glorious release play out on Yuki's face.

He reached around a
sturdy thigh, thinking to plunder the other end when he met Jin's
hand. One finger was already embedded in the shuddering body.
Thinking quickly, Mugen grabbed a handful of soap, dashed back under
the water and slid his finger inside, underneath Jin's. He pushed the
longer finger upward and Yuki squeaked, “Oh god!” His
hips bucked, and Mugen could tell from the clenching inside that he
was cumming.

Mugen hadn't thought it possible that a person
could look good giving head, but Jin did. He looked totally hot as he
swallowed Yuki's load effortlessly. Mugen couldn't believe his good
fortune at the scene he was participating in, having two most
beautiful men to play with. Jin lifted his head, shared a kiss that
tasted of Yuki—even his cum tasted faintly of licorice—and
then they turned to their dreamy-looking lover.

“Thanks
you guys,” Yuki whispered. “That was amazing.”

“You're inspiring,” Mugen replied with a grin.
Yuki blushed at his regard, even as his eyelids drooped and his body
slipped deeper into the tub.

Jin chuckled. “We should
get you out of here before you crash.”

Mugen stood up.
“Yeah, come on Sleeping Beauty.” Their slightly
overwhelmed lover allowed them to help him up, towel him off, and
deposit him into the king sized bed. Blankets and kisses and
goodnights evoked only a muffled, “Mmmmm,” and so they
turned to each other.

“I've been waiting for you,”
Jin murmured, wrapping his arms around Mugen's waist and pulling
their hips together.

“Me too. Make me scream.”

-------------------------------

Yuki
floated, feeling sweet. The last thing he remembered was their hungry
kissing, until the sound of his name startled him awake.

“....Yuki.
You're good to him. I'm grateful.”

“It ain't just
to kiss your ass. I like him.”

“I know. It pleases
me.”

“He's not as crazy as you are.”

Jin
chuckled. “That's true. Yuki is blessedly normal, and so is his
family.”

“Ummm, do it harder.”

Another
chuckle. “All right. How about like....”

A loud
groan woke him up some time later.

“Oh my god, Jin. Oh
yeah...shit...yeah! You're so fucking good.”

Yuki
smiled proudly. His ex was extremely talented at giving head. He
listened as Mugen cooed and moaned, but soon became mystified. There
was no rhythm he could discern. If Jin was going down on Mugen, he
was using a different, very strange technique.

“Man oh
man. I never thought you'd be into this.”

“You're
the first person I've ever done it to.”

Yuki froze. Was
Jin doing that?!? He couldn't be! Mugen sure sounded aroused
though, gasping and sighing up a storm. Yuki's face got hot
contemplating the possibilities.

“Uhhh! Please, again?”

“Relax your muscles here...more...yes, good. And now I
can....”

Mugen purred. “Oh my god, that's sooo
fucking amazing. Feels like your tongue's a mile long.”

Yuki
stifled a gasp. Jin was rimming him! No question about it. It took
all his willpower not to roll over and watch. Mugen's singing was
breathy, quiet contented moans peppered with an occasional sigh. Jin
went on and on and Yuki drifted away, only to be startled
again.

“Come on, dammit!”

“Patience.”

“Fuck
that. You're making me craz...aaaahhhh, damn.”

Yuki
could hear the rhythmic humming Jin tended to emit when he was
absorbed in one of Yuki's favorite activities. Mugen was thrashing
and whimpering, and it made Yuki want to laugh, for Jin had reduced
him to a similar state countless times.

“Please Jin.
Please fuck me. I can't take it no more. My balls are gonna explode.”
Jin chuckled, but did not cease his activities. Suddenly there was a
loud growl. “Dammit Jin.” The humming stopped.

“If
you don't let go of my hair I'll....”

“Oh yeah?
What? OW! HOLY SHIT YOU FUCKING BIT IT!”

“Stop
shouting. I barely did.”

“You're being
evil...driving me insane. I wanna cum.”

“Patience.
I've been starving for you. I want to savor everything. You were the
one lecturing Yuki about indigestion, correct?”

“That
was different.”

“Oh no.”

There was a
shuffling in the sheets and Mugen moaned. “Mmmm, yeah. Please
do it. Oh...no...no, not that...damn Jin...oh god, oh god, oh
god....”

Yuki didn't know he'd fallen asleep until he
woke to find the bed shaking rhythmically.

“I adore
fucking you.”

“Uhhh yeah, I'm liking it a lot
myself.”

“You're so open with me. Everything I do
plays across your face.” Mugen moaned. “I can
tell...right...here.” The moans increased, and Yuki tried not
to squirm, but the rhythm was lazy—one of Jin's maddeningly
deliberate thrust patterns—and it was lulling him back into
unconsciousness.

“You're gonna fuck me all night, aren't
you?”

“Mmmm, I hope so.”

Yuki was
dreaming of a tiger attack. He could hear the growls and hisses of
the predator, the mewls and strangled moans of the prey, and awoke
shuddering in fear before he realized it was Jin and Mugen.

“Please
Jin...oh damn...shit...unh...unh...unh....” Mugen emoted every
time Jin's hips rocked into him. Jin was silent except for his muted
snarling, and Yuki figured they must have been going at it for a
while considering his panting. He almost drifted off again when Jin
spoke, responding to a particularly intense moan.

“Are
you ready to cum?”

“Hell yeah!”

“What's
the secret password?”

Mugen growled. “Fuck me
Spike, ya goddamn shit!”

Jin chuckled. “Hmmm, not
quite as I remembered, but all right. Turn over.”

“Oh
yeah!”

More shuffling and bed-shaking, and then the
dance began in earnest. Mugen's moans finally sounded happy.

“You've got the most beautiful ass of anyone I have
ever known.”

“Uh...well...uhhh...just keep fucking
it, K? Don't stop anymore.”

“I won't. But it
belongs to me, do you understand? I don't want you to share it with
anyone else, not even Yuki.” Jin stopped thrusting, apparently
to make his point.

“I get it. Ouch! OK, I get it, I
agree!”

Jin chuckled evilly, resuming his movement, and
Mugen began making the most amazing sounds. Yuki had never heard such
noises come out of him before. They rose in a rhythmic arpeggio, each
moan more heartfelt and strident than the one before, a crescendo of
need. And when he finally released, Yuki was sure everyone within a
mile's radius heard him cry out.

Yuki smiled, remembering
that their play tonight began with Mugen's challenge, and felt proud
his beloved had answered it. No matter how badly he had the hornies
for Mugen, it was still great to witness Jin putting the cocky
bastard in his place.

The breathless kissing and quiet
murmuring between them finally stopped and it appeared they were
asleep, but Yuki was wide awake. Aching, he reached for himself, for
it felt as though they'd been making love with him all night. He
touched carefully, trying not to attract attention, when a strong arm
wrapped itself around his waist. He tensed, but the body behind him
snuggled comfortably, and warm breath tickled his neck.

“Lemmie
help you with that, kiddo.”

Yuki relaxed, sighing
happily, as Mugen's sure fingers danced, stroking him into blissful
surrender and dreamless sleep.

------------------------------

They
were on their way back to Okinawa, lounging around the small suite of
the private jet, drinks in hand. Even Jin had one, but that's all
they were going to allow him. Casablanca was on the TV, being
ignored. Their romp that morning had left them happily satiated, and
they felt content and comfortable with each other, enough so that
Mugen steeled himself and rummaged through his bag. He'd gotten lucky
before they left Tokyo, and found three matching rings.

“It's
presuming,” he began, “but I was feeling kinda left out,
so....”

He threw the small packages on the bed and held
his breath as Jin and Yuki reached for them. Jin smiled tenderly when
he saw the contents, and Mugen exhaled in relief. “I'd be proud
to wear it,” he said, and Mugen felt as if his heart would
burst.

“Wow, nice! Me too,” added Yuki, ripping
the package open. “Black steel? There's no bead. How do you put
it on?”

“They're niobium,” Mugen told them.
“It's a continuous ring. The section comes out like this. See?”
He showed Yuki how the ring worked and then turned to Jin, who had
figured it out and was replacing his old one with the new one.

“We
got our pierces when we were kooky crazy in heat,” Yuki told
him. “It was my idea, but obviously Jin agreed. He even
surprised me with the rings. We had to go to a shady piercer because
we were underage. Is there a story behind your nip?”

Mugen
cringed. “Well, yeah, but it's shitty so I don't really want to
talk about it.” He stole a peek at them and they looked back,
puzzled.

“If it's shitty, how come you didn't just pull
the pierce?” Yuki asked. “Why did you keep it?”

“To remind myself how it happened, I guess. I was
really stupid.”

“Happened?” Jin's voice was
quiet but the steel gray eyes bored into him.

Mugen knew he
was going to have to tell the truth, and sighed in frustration. You
give them new rings and don't expect them to ask about your pierce?
Duh! Talk about clueless.

He took a deep breath. “When
my gang realized I was moving out and pulling my financial support,
they had a...um...intervention, I guess you could say. They beat me
up and...stuff. Someone did it with a safety pin and...well...it was
a night I can't ever let myself forget so....” He looked at Jin
pleadingly, hoping the matter could be dropped, and received a gentle
smile.

Jin reached for Mugen's shirt and unbuttoned the top
few buttons, exposing the barbell. He unscrewed the piece and pulled
it out, replacing it with the shiny, black ring. “I hope we can
help give this some better memories,” he said, leaning down to
plant a kiss on the newly-adorned nipple. He sucked and teased,
giving Mugen tremors that shook him to the core.

He wrapped
his arms around Jin's shoulders and lay his cheek against the top of
his head, wanting with all his heart to say more, to get all the shit
out on the table and be done with it. He couldn't, though. The shame
was too great.

Jin raised his head, warm appreciation in his
eyes, and Mugen's breath caught at his beauty—all that beauty
looking at him like he was something valuable, something worthwhile.
It was amazing. He loved it. He couldn't risk losing it. And so he
pulled his beautiful lover into a kiss, resolving to keep his
silence.

to be continued
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