Cash crossed his leg at the knee, and Lawrence spotted the flash of a turquoise sock. “Depends on what you mean,” he said slyly, then draped his hand over Raiden’s knee, which made Raiden squirm back in his seat. “If you mean chasing down Rios? We’re definitely done with that project. Consider him neutralized.” He traced his hand up further along Raiden’s thigh, and Raiden pulled his mouth back in a grin as he gripped the cushion. “If you mean taking out Horizon Zed? I might still have work to do on that front, but you two should stay safe and hang up your hats. I don’t expect you to help with my personal vendetta forever.” He swiftly pulled his hand the rest of the way to Raiden’s crotch and palmed his thick bulge. “This, though? I’m not even close to finished.”
Pleasure started to hum at Lawrence’s base, like he could feel the way Cash was rubbing into Raiden. He stood up, then swayed his hips as he crossed toward his guys.
“That’s nice,” he said, then fell to his knees and palmed Cash’s hard cock through his trousers. “And this is nice, too.” He looked up at them and fluttered his eyes. They were so fucking perfect together, each uniquely handsome, their faces twisted with pure want as they looked down on him. Lawrence could stare up forever, and he pursed his lips, eager to give them what they all wanted.
“What would be really nice,” he said, “would be if you both stuck around for a little more than this, too.”
In a flash, Raiden leaned forward, then swept Lawrence up, depositing him with a laugh across both of their laps. “Oh yeah?” Raiden asked with a soft growl, then pushed his hand through Lawrence’s hair. “Are you asking us to be your boyfriends, Lawrence? Because I’m still technically your bodyguard, you know.”
Lawrence laughed. Cash and Raiden both had their hands all over him, and he wiggled happily against their laps. “I’ve got a pretty nice body,” he teased. “You should probably both keep guarding it, don’t you think?”
Cash squeezed his ass. “I’ll stick around if this guy promises he will, too,” he said, then leaned sideways to surprise Raiden with a kiss on the cheek. “He really grows on you, you know?”
Lawrence spun onto his back so he could look up at them both. “Really? You both want to do that? I know some other people who have three-person relationships, triads or whatever.” Another thrill shot up his spine. He hadn’t quite admitted to himself that this was actually possible, but now that they were all talking, he was certain he wouldn’t be happy any other way. “I’ve never even had a serious relationship with one person,” he said with a self-conscious laugh.
“Sweetheart, that’s the thing,” Raiden said, his fingers still dancing through Lawrence’s curls. “It kind of looks like we’re already in one of those triads, don’t you think?”
“And none of us have much experience or success in the standard one-on-one relationship model,” Cash added. “We’re kind of special people in that way, don’t you think?”
Lawrence laughed. “That’s a nice way to say it.”
“The point is,” Cash said, “we’ll figure it out together. Isn’t that right, babe?” he asked, turning to Raiden.
Raiden grinned. “Sure. We can do whatever the hell we want, as far as I’m concerned.” He twisted up his face. “Babe,” he added. “We’re fucking unstoppable.”
Lawrence pulled himself up on his elbows. “I’m so glad to hear you say that,” he said, then draped his arms around their shoulders and pulled them into a slow, shared kiss. “Because tonight, I’m taking you boys dancing.”
