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[Team 2] Just the Tiniest Bit
Oops Kawai and Hasshi were trying to make Tottsu feel included and then this went completely out of my control.
"Snow Man not interested in your wiles today?" Totsuka asks mildly when Hashimoto appears back in their Johnny's World dressing room, long after he's usually tangled up in a 3-7 person snowball fight.
"Pfft," Hashimoto answers, dismissive. "Snowmen always fall for my wiles. But it's Tottsu's turn to be spoiled, right?"
"Is it?" Totsuka asks. He's not at all surprised when Hashimoto gathers Totsuka in for a tight hug, Hashimoto's usual thermal power welcome against his shower-chilled skin. He hears the door open and can tell it's Kawai coming in from the way he's chuckling to himself.
"Yup." Hashimoto kisses the top of Totsuka's head soundly. "Since we ignored you all play."
"We did!" Kawai agrees, pressing against Totsuka's back to complete the hug. Totsuka gives a muffled groan of pleasure as warmth sinks into his skin on all sides. Kawai kisses Totsuka's shoulder. "So take us home with you and we'll make it up to you properly."
"You weren't ignoring me, you were working," Totsuka protests, but now they do actually ignore him, putting clothes into his hands and packing up his bag, hustling him along.
It's true that Kawai and Hashimoto were more wrapped up in each other than usual while they did their play, but that's the natural consequence of working closely together without the others for weeks at a time. Totsuka hadn't felt any jealousy about it, other than a little bit of want to do individual work himself. It's cute of Hashimoto and Kawai to be worried about him, but the thing that goes on between the three of them hasn't quite tipped over the edge into an actual relationship yet. He doesn't have anything other than a casual claim over either of them, and if what turns out happening is that Kawai and Hashimoto carry on without him, there's no way Totsuka can stop that from happening, in the end.
"Quit thinking," Hashimoto orders, poking Totsuka between the eyes. Totsuka pouts at him and Hashimoto turns to Kawai. "See? This is why we can't leave him alone."
"I did just fine before the two of you, thank you very much," Totsuka says. Kawai and Hashimoto share a disbelieving look.
Totsuka lets them into the apartment and tries to shoo them off to his bed while he straightens things up, but Hashimoto is having none of it.
"You too," he insists, capturing Totsuka's face between his hands and leaning in to kiss him. Totsuka hums at how warm and strong Hashimoto's hands are, and Hashimoto doesn't stop until Totsuka is properly dazed from lack of oxygen and can be led along docilely.
"Finally," Kawai says from the bed, already sprawled out and naked. He looks good enough to eat lately, Totsuka thinks with affection as Hashimoto is stripping him of his clothes, hair long again, face more filled out than usual. Hashimoto gives Totsuka a shove towards Kawai and Totsuka goes willingly, crawling up close enough to give Kawai a kiss on the nose dot. "Weirdo," Kawai accuses, before kissing Totsuka properly himself.
It only lasts a second, though, because both of them turn to watch Hashimoto undressing himself. Hashimoto grins when he sees he has their attention, taking his time unbuttoning his shirt with those long fingers, giving an unnecessary wriggle when he's pushing his jeans slowly off his hips. If Kawai is looking extra cute lately, Hashimoto is that much more beautiful, one long line of smooth, tanned skin stretched over his sleek muscles.
"Mmm," Totsuka praises, and Kawai adds a "Yeah, definitely."
"Tottsu could always just watch," Hashimoto offers, trailing one hand down his chest, then wrapping it around his cock and stroking slowly, starting to get himself hard.
"You totally already forgot what we're doing here," Kawai scolds. Hashimoto laughs and crawls in bed with them, protesting that he didn't, he didn't! Totsuka likes doing that too.
"I do," Totsuka agrees, letting Hashimoto kiss him breathless again while Kawai runs hands down Totsuka's side and arm, tangling their fingers together to squeeze.
Totsuka lies cooperatively in between them while they have an adorably serious argument about how they're going to do this and who is going to be in the middle. It's usually Kawai, because he makes the best connection and makes everything run smoothly, but as Hashimoto points out, it's Totsuka who they're supposed to be taking care of here, Totsuka who's been missing out on all the kissing and dressing room blowjobs. Fed up with waiting, Totsuka turns his head just enough to lick at Hashimoto's nipple, and then bites down firmly until he's sure he has their attention.
"Fumito down here," Totsuka says, spreading his legs wider in demonstration. "Ryosuke up here." Totsuka licks his lips, and Hashimoto's eyes darken in appreciation.
Nobody has any arguments about that, which is how Kawai ends up sprawled on his stomach between Totsuka's legs while Hashimoto kneels up near Totsuka's face, gripping his headboard for balance. So far all Totsuka is doing is licking delicately as Hashimoto's tip, but then again Kawai is teasing the same way with his fingertips against the edge of Totsuka's hole and his lips against the inside of Totsuka's thighs.
"Come on, please?" Hashimoto urges, but he's talking to Kawai because he's learned there's no point in trying to rush Totsuka along. When Kawai gets a move on, so will Totsuka. "Just put something inside him already!"
Totsuka laughs against Hashimoto's cock, turning into a soft moan when Kawai spreads him open a little wider and pokes the tip of his tongue inside. Totsuka laps the small bit of precome from Hashimoto's slit with the same deliberative lick, and Hashimoto whines at both of them.
"Fingers, Fumito," Totsuka finally says, because if they drag this part out forever, fun as it is, Hashimoto will have them up all hours of the night with his short recovery times, and they do have work tomorrow. Even now he should probably suck Hashimoto off quickly and hope to stick rounds one and two back to back somewhat.
Not that being smart is something Totsuka gets accused of being, much.
"Ask for what you want and you might get it," Totsuka tells Hashimoto. Might, being the operative word.
"Already got what I want," Hashimoto says, sweet in all the right ways, like usual. "'Sides, it's better when you do what you want instead of what I say."
"Is it?" Totsuka asks, licking a slow stripe down the side of Hashimoto's cock, letting the head bump up against his cheek as if it's nuzzling him. Hashimoto murmurs a heated yeah, and Totsuka rewards him by sucking Hashimoto's cock into his mouth and giving him a few firm sucks, shivering himself when Hashimoto moans unashamedly.
Meanwhile, Kawai has taken the hint and is working the second finger into Totsuka rather than get left behind. When Totsuka glances down, Kawai is watching the two of them openly, flexing his hips against the sheets a little.
"I could watch you blow him all day," Kawai tells Totsuka when he sees him looking.
"No ideas!" Hashimoto warns, sounding a little desperate already, and Totsuka and Kawai laugh at him.
"If you hurry up," Totsuka points out, "then you could help before he's finished."
"Please," Hashimoto groans at that idea, and Kawai seems to like it too, because he stops faffing about down there and sits up to slick his cock with the rest of the lube on his hand.
Totsuka moans as Kawai pushes inside of him, Hashimoto having to hold the base of his cock steady so he doesn't slip entirely out of Totsuka's mouth. Hashimoto is watching Kawai's cock slide into Totsuka just as avidly as Kawai is, flicking glances at Totsuka's face as Kawai starts fucking him in short, shallow thrusts.
"So hot," Hashimoto murmurs, almost to himself. Totsuka chuckles a little because it's kind of like the two of them are porn just for Hashimoto. There's a burst of salt the next time Totsuka licks at Hashimoto's tip, and the two of them moan in tandem.
"I hear the two of you need a little help up here," Kawai says, finally inside Totsuka deeply enough to cover Totsuka's body the whole way with his own. Totsuka bats Hashimoto's hand off of his cock and replaces it with his own so that he can control the angle. Pulling his mouth off of Hashimoto's dick, Totsuka points it at Kawai instead, who sucks it into his mouth. Kawai proves talented as always, fucking Totsuka as he sucks off Hashimoto.
They pass Hashimoto back and forth between them until Hashimoto is making a constant stream of noise, moaning their names and begging them not to stop.
"Go for it," Kawai says, sitting up enough to watch.
Totsuka turns his head to face Hashimoto more directly and takes Hashimoto's cock deeper into his mouth, deep enough to wring a strangled groan from Hashimoto. He concentrates on making Hashimoto lose it, only half-listening to Kawai encouraging them with ridiculous dirty-talk. It isn't long before Hashimoto finally gives in, coming with a long moan. It's only his grip on the head board and steadying hand from Kawai that keeps him from tipping over right on top of Totsuka and Kawai as Totsuka finishes licking him clean and lets Hashimoto slip from his mouth.
"Sorry," Hashimoto pants, sitting back on his legs and nearly tipping off the bed in the other direction. Giggling helplessly, somehow he gets himself stretched out and flopped down against Totsuka's side. He kisses Totsuka, then Kawai, switching back and forth on them like they were just doing to him and being entirely a distraction from how Kawai is supposed to be fucking Totsuka.
"Touch me?" Totsuka asks, giving Hashimoto something to keep him busy. Hashimoto wraps a hand around Totsuka's cock willingly enough. It doesn't take much longer after that, with Kawai still hard inside of him and Hashimoto whispering sweet things in his ear. Totsuka lets himself be coaxed over the edge by Hashimoto's strong hand and Kawai's steady rhythm, and he's still shaking with aftershocks when Kawai comes too.
Hashimoto strokes Kawai's hair and nuzzles Totsuka's cheek as Kawai sprawls over Totsuka's chest. Kawai's weight and Hashimoto's affection make Totsuka feel loved and wanted, and okay, maybe he had been jealous after all.
"Just the tiniest bit," he allows. Kawai murmurs something muffled against Totsuka's neck and Hashimoto cuddles even tighter against Totsuka's side, as if he can make Totsuka believe the stuff he says just by holding him tightly enough.
"But I get to be in the middle next, right?" Hashimoto asks, like they're fighting over the front seat. Kawai reminds him that he's had about a million turns in the last couple weeks. "No! False! If there's only two of us, there isn't any middle!"
Totsuka starts laughing and can't stop, especially when his giggles make Kawai bounce on his chest and he starts laughing as well. Totsuka supposes it's the best reason to think that they can really go on like this. After all, if there aren't three of them, nobody can be in the middle.
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"Snow Man not interested in your wiles today?" Totsuka asks mildly when Hashimoto appears back in their Johnny's World dressing room, long after he's usually tangled up in a 3-7 person snowball fight.
"Pfft," Hashimoto answers, dismissive. "Snowmen always fall for my wiles. But it's Tottsu's turn to be spoiled, right?"
"Is it?" Totsuka asks. He's not at all surprised when Hashimoto gathers Totsuka in for a tight hug, Hashimoto's usual thermal power welcome against his shower-chilled skin. He hears the door open and can tell it's Kawai coming in from the way he's chuckling to himself.
"Yup." Hashimoto kisses the top of Totsuka's head soundly. "Since we ignored you all play."
"We did!" Kawai agrees, pressing against Totsuka's back to complete the hug. Totsuka gives a muffled groan of pleasure as warmth sinks into his skin on all sides. Kawai kisses Totsuka's shoulder. "So take us home with you and we'll make it up to you properly."
"You weren't ignoring me, you were working," Totsuka protests, but now they do actually ignore him, putting clothes into his hands and packing up his bag, hustling him along.
It's true that Kawai and Hashimoto were more wrapped up in each other than usual while they did their play, but that's the natural consequence of working closely together without the others for weeks at a time. Totsuka hadn't felt any jealousy about it, other than a little bit of want to do individual work himself. It's cute of Hashimoto and Kawai to be worried about him, but the thing that goes on between the three of them hasn't quite tipped over the edge into an actual relationship yet. He doesn't have anything other than a casual claim over either of them, and if what turns out happening is that Kawai and Hashimoto carry on without him, there's no way Totsuka can stop that from happening, in the end.
"Quit thinking," Hashimoto orders, poking Totsuka between the eyes. Totsuka pouts at him and Hashimoto turns to Kawai. "See? This is why we can't leave him alone."
"I did just fine before the two of you, thank you very much," Totsuka says. Kawai and Hashimoto share a disbelieving look.
Totsuka lets them into the apartment and tries to shoo them off to his bed while he straightens things up, but Hashimoto is having none of it.
"You too," he insists, capturing Totsuka's face between his hands and leaning in to kiss him. Totsuka hums at how warm and strong Hashimoto's hands are, and Hashimoto doesn't stop until Totsuka is properly dazed from lack of oxygen and can be led along docilely.
"Finally," Kawai says from the bed, already sprawled out and naked. He looks good enough to eat lately, Totsuka thinks with affection as Hashimoto is stripping him of his clothes, hair long again, face more filled out than usual. Hashimoto gives Totsuka a shove towards Kawai and Totsuka goes willingly, crawling up close enough to give Kawai a kiss on the nose dot. "Weirdo," Kawai accuses, before kissing Totsuka properly himself.
It only lasts a second, though, because both of them turn to watch Hashimoto undressing himself. Hashimoto grins when he sees he has their attention, taking his time unbuttoning his shirt with those long fingers, giving an unnecessary wriggle when he's pushing his jeans slowly off his hips. If Kawai is looking extra cute lately, Hashimoto is that much more beautiful, one long line of smooth, tanned skin stretched over his sleek muscles.
"Mmm," Totsuka praises, and Kawai adds a "Yeah, definitely."
"Tottsu could always just watch," Hashimoto offers, trailing one hand down his chest, then wrapping it around his cock and stroking slowly, starting to get himself hard.
"You totally already forgot what we're doing here," Kawai scolds. Hashimoto laughs and crawls in bed with them, protesting that he didn't, he didn't! Totsuka likes doing that too.
"I do," Totsuka agrees, letting Hashimoto kiss him breathless again while Kawai runs hands down Totsuka's side and arm, tangling their fingers together to squeeze.
Totsuka lies cooperatively in between them while they have an adorably serious argument about how they're going to do this and who is going to be in the middle. It's usually Kawai, because he makes the best connection and makes everything run smoothly, but as Hashimoto points out, it's Totsuka who they're supposed to be taking care of here, Totsuka who's been missing out on all the kissing and dressing room blowjobs. Fed up with waiting, Totsuka turns his head just enough to lick at Hashimoto's nipple, and then bites down firmly until he's sure he has their attention.
"Fumito down here," Totsuka says, spreading his legs wider in demonstration. "Ryosuke up here." Totsuka licks his lips, and Hashimoto's eyes darken in appreciation.
Nobody has any arguments about that, which is how Kawai ends up sprawled on his stomach between Totsuka's legs while Hashimoto kneels up near Totsuka's face, gripping his headboard for balance. So far all Totsuka is doing is licking delicately as Hashimoto's tip, but then again Kawai is teasing the same way with his fingertips against the edge of Totsuka's hole and his lips against the inside of Totsuka's thighs.
"Come on, please?" Hashimoto urges, but he's talking to Kawai because he's learned there's no point in trying to rush Totsuka along. When Kawai gets a move on, so will Totsuka. "Just put something inside him already!"
Totsuka laughs against Hashimoto's cock, turning into a soft moan when Kawai spreads him open a little wider and pokes the tip of his tongue inside. Totsuka laps the small bit of precome from Hashimoto's slit with the same deliberative lick, and Hashimoto whines at both of them.
"Fingers, Fumito," Totsuka finally says, because if they drag this part out forever, fun as it is, Hashimoto will have them up all hours of the night with his short recovery times, and they do have work tomorrow. Even now he should probably suck Hashimoto off quickly and hope to stick rounds one and two back to back somewhat.
Not that being smart is something Totsuka gets accused of being, much.
"Ask for what you want and you might get it," Totsuka tells Hashimoto. Might, being the operative word.
"Already got what I want," Hashimoto says, sweet in all the right ways, like usual. "'Sides, it's better when you do what you want instead of what I say."
"Is it?" Totsuka asks, licking a slow stripe down the side of Hashimoto's cock, letting the head bump up against his cheek as if it's nuzzling him. Hashimoto murmurs a heated yeah, and Totsuka rewards him by sucking Hashimoto's cock into his mouth and giving him a few firm sucks, shivering himself when Hashimoto moans unashamedly.
Meanwhile, Kawai has taken the hint and is working the second finger into Totsuka rather than get left behind. When Totsuka glances down, Kawai is watching the two of them openly, flexing his hips against the sheets a little.
"I could watch you blow him all day," Kawai tells Totsuka when he sees him looking.
"No ideas!" Hashimoto warns, sounding a little desperate already, and Totsuka and Kawai laugh at him.
"If you hurry up," Totsuka points out, "then you could help before he's finished."
"Please," Hashimoto groans at that idea, and Kawai seems to like it too, because he stops faffing about down there and sits up to slick his cock with the rest of the lube on his hand.
Totsuka moans as Kawai pushes inside of him, Hashimoto having to hold the base of his cock steady so he doesn't slip entirely out of Totsuka's mouth. Hashimoto is watching Kawai's cock slide into Totsuka just as avidly as Kawai is, flicking glances at Totsuka's face as Kawai starts fucking him in short, shallow thrusts.
"So hot," Hashimoto murmurs, almost to himself. Totsuka chuckles a little because it's kind of like the two of them are porn just for Hashimoto. There's a burst of salt the next time Totsuka licks at Hashimoto's tip, and the two of them moan in tandem.
"I hear the two of you need a little help up here," Kawai says, finally inside Totsuka deeply enough to cover Totsuka's body the whole way with his own. Totsuka bats Hashimoto's hand off of his cock and replaces it with his own so that he can control the angle. Pulling his mouth off of Hashimoto's dick, Totsuka points it at Kawai instead, who sucks it into his mouth. Kawai proves talented as always, fucking Totsuka as he sucks off Hashimoto.
They pass Hashimoto back and forth between them until Hashimoto is making a constant stream of noise, moaning their names and begging them not to stop.
"Go for it," Kawai says, sitting up enough to watch.
Totsuka turns his head to face Hashimoto more directly and takes Hashimoto's cock deeper into his mouth, deep enough to wring a strangled groan from Hashimoto. He concentrates on making Hashimoto lose it, only half-listening to Kawai encouraging them with ridiculous dirty-talk. It isn't long before Hashimoto finally gives in, coming with a long moan. It's only his grip on the head board and steadying hand from Kawai that keeps him from tipping over right on top of Totsuka and Kawai as Totsuka finishes licking him clean and lets Hashimoto slip from his mouth.
"Sorry," Hashimoto pants, sitting back on his legs and nearly tipping off the bed in the other direction. Giggling helplessly, somehow he gets himself stretched out and flopped down against Totsuka's side. He kisses Totsuka, then Kawai, switching back and forth on them like they were just doing to him and being entirely a distraction from how Kawai is supposed to be fucking Totsuka.
"Touch me?" Totsuka asks, giving Hashimoto something to keep him busy. Hashimoto wraps a hand around Totsuka's cock willingly enough. It doesn't take much longer after that, with Kawai still hard inside of him and Hashimoto whispering sweet things in his ear. Totsuka lets himself be coaxed over the edge by Hashimoto's strong hand and Kawai's steady rhythm, and he's still shaking with aftershocks when Kawai comes too.
Hashimoto strokes Kawai's hair and nuzzles Totsuka's cheek as Kawai sprawls over Totsuka's chest. Kawai's weight and Hashimoto's affection make Totsuka feel loved and wanted, and okay, maybe he had been jealous after all.
"Just the tiniest bit," he allows. Kawai murmurs something muffled against Totsuka's neck and Hashimoto cuddles even tighter against Totsuka's side, as if he can make Totsuka believe the stuff he says just by holding him tightly enough.
"But I get to be in the middle next, right?" Hashimoto asks, like they're fighting over the front seat. Kawai reminds him that he's had about a million turns in the last couple weeks. "No! False! If there's only two of us, there isn't any middle!"
Totsuka starts laughing and can't stop, especially when his giggles make Kawai bounce on his chest and he starts laughing as well. Totsuka supposes it's the best reason to think that they can really go on like this. After all, if there aren't three of them, nobody can be in the middle.
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The mole on the tip of Kawai's nose is adorable, of course Tottsu kisses that first XD
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yeah I totally am into these three lately, not sure what's up with that. they just seem like they'd be such a comfortable combi, I guess.
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