While it all sounded fun and appealing, Itsuki wasn’t in the right condition for it. I liked my partners willing to have their wits about them. Taking charge didn’t mean taking advantage.
Sure, I’d been to the guitarist’s place before, but it wasn’t like I’d gone to it from the bar. He lived in such a quiet little neighborhood. The apartment building was on the smaller side with only about ten units instead of the big high-rise building I lived in.
Yasu dug Itsuki’s keys from his pocket, making him giggle. He opened the front door, and both of them stumbled inside. I followed closely behind them, chuckling as Itsuki shouted a drunken “Tadaima” into the dark space.
It took a couple of tries for Itsuki to take his shoes off. He’d worn the most ridiculous platform boots with intricate laces—both Yasu and I had to help get them off his gorgeous, slender legs.
Once we were all free of our shoes, we made our way deeper into the apartment. Lights clicked on as Yasu moved around the space. He moved as if he lived there himself. Seeing the space made it all the more clear that what I chose to live in was laughable in comparison.
Why the hell did they put up with me?
Itsuki turned in Yasu’s hold, throwing his arms around his neck. He leaned in close and missed his lips as he went to kiss him, making both of them laugh.
“Koibito, let’s get you ready for bed,” Yasu said as he led Itsuki toward the bedroom.
The endearment made my chest tighten. How was I just an outsider looking in?
But before my thoughts could spiral any further, Yasu came back out of the room grabbing my arm to drag me after them. The sight in the room wasn’t much better. Itsuki sat on the edge of a large, Western - style bed as he struggled to pull his shirt over his head. Instead of being passive like before, I moved behind him, knee-walking on the mattress to help him extract himself from the material.
His dark hair fell over his creamy shoulders, and I couldn’t help myself by leaning in and placing a kiss against the exposed skin. Itsuki hummed as he leaned back into me.
“More. Always more.”
I snorted a laugh before moving away from him. “Not tonight.”
His pout was adorable, and Yasu laughed when he saw it.
“He’s right, Itsu-chan. While you’re always a good time, we want you to be in a position to remember every moment.”
And that was it. The ‘we’ is what caused the shiver to race down my spine. Yasu was taking me into consideration. I was just as much a part of this. He wasn’t acting like an asshole by going out of his way to exclude me.
Chapter 27
Itsuki
There was a dull ache in my head as I opened my eyes, but that wasn’t the only thing I noticed. I wasn’t alone.
Arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer to a warm, strong body, and I sank into the embrace. I knew that body. It was Yasu, and I was grateful that he’d helped me get home the night before.
Legs shifted between mine. That’s when I realized quickly that they didn’t belong to the body behind me. Fire spread through my body because not only had Yasu taken care of me, but Ryosuke had as well. My men. They were both there, and they’d done it without question.
Even though it hurt, I cracked my eye open to see the fringe of red hair in front of me. I scooted forward a little, burying my nose in the short strands and inhaled all the things that made Ryosuke who he was. Tobacco, coffee, and a hint of beer. We’d probably all needed to take a shower last night, but I knew how I got when I’d had too much to drink. There was no way eitherof them would have been able to corral me long enough to accomplish that.
There would have been a heck of a lot more sexy time involved.
Yasu’s arms tightened around me, pulling me back away from the bassist. I groaned quietly because it also made my head throb a little.
“Itsu-chan,” he purred, sending goosebumps scattering across my skin.
“Ohayo,” I mumbled, my voice sounding so much deeper than normal and thick with sleep. I frowned because I liked the way I sounded. Was that a weird thing? My voice had always been a little on the softer side, so it had been a lot easier to embrace my feminine side. No one had questioned it.
Just like I’d done to Ryosuke, Yasu did the same to me. The feel of his nose pressed into my hair made me feel so much comfort that all I wanted to do was sink into his embrace for the rest of the day, forgetting the world. It wasn’t as if we had anything important to do for the day, so that was a possibility.
What made the situation even better? It was the feeling of his hard cock pressing into my ass as he pulled me impossibly closer. I’d waited years to feel these things. I was finally getting everything I’d ever wished for.
Before I could get the chance to roll my hips into Yasu, providing him some friction to give him some relief, Ryosuke rolled over to face us. This was the perfect dream come true. I always knew I wasn’t meant to love just one person, and even though the start had been bumpy, this all felt right.
Warm brown eyes blinked at me as I smiled at Ryosuke. I wanted to kiss him and crawl on top of him, but between morning breath and the headache, that was something that would have to wait.
