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Haruka is having second thoughts.
It’s not the first time he’s worn something bought for him by his partners, but…but…
Of all the things, why this?!
Haruka catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror before flinching away from his reflection.
He could take it off. Toss aside those stupid cat ears and collar and mismatched black and white thigh-high socks and hide them in the closet and pretend he’d never seen them or that box that seemingly appeared out of nowhere. It’d only be delaying the inevitable, though. Eventually, Nirei or Suo would gently bring it up, and while Haruka knows he can refuse, he also knows his boyfriends have been incredibly stressed lately.
Haruka bites his lip. Looks at the clock on the nightstand. Seven thirty. Nirei’s final class of the day would have ended, and he and Suo would be heading back. Unlike Haruka, who’d started working right out of high school, his boyfriends had enrolled at the community college. Nirei was always the studious sort, and Suo had never been lacking in brains. Unlike him…
Haruka shifts. The bell on his collar tinkles with the movement. For all he knows, they might be so tired they won’t even want to…
Haruka looks at the bed, where the final piece of the ensemble rests: the tail. Initially, Haruka had been confused about how it was supposed to be worn without any straps or clips to secure it. Instead of these things, the tail was topped with a flared base tapering off into a teardrop shape. Where his boyfriends even found something like this, Haruka doesn’t want to know.
Shaking his head, Haruka reaches for the lube.
His fingers aren’t as long as Suo’s nor as gentle as Nirei’s. Haruka grunts as he impatiently works himself open. Suo and Nirei better appreciate this. Haruka applies more lube to the plug, sucking in a breath as he positions it at his entrance. The tail plug slides in. Haruka shifts, trying to adjust to the intrusion. He didn’t prep himself as carefully as he could have. As Nirei would’ve, reminding him to be careful, Haruka-San. Don’t hurt yourself. Were Suo here, he’d call Haruka a masochist. Since he isn’t, Haruka can admit in the privacy of his own mind that he might have a point. Maybe.
Haruka looks back at the mirror, biting the inside of his cheek.
At the front door, keys rattle, and Haruka hears the unmistakable sound of turning locks. His heart leaps into his throat. Okay. Fuck. No turning back now.
“Haruka-San, we’re back!”
“Haruka-kun!”
His boyfriends call. Haruka takes a deep breath. Slips off the bed.
“Over here.”
Haruka opens the door a crack, poking his head out.
“Haruka-“ Suo trails off. He and Nirei look at him with identical expressions of surprise as they notice the cat ears on his head.
“…” Haruka flushes. Shrinks behind the door slightly.
“If we had known, we would’ve come home sooner,” Suo purrs, carelessly tossing aside his coat.
“We didn’t keep you waiting too long, did we?” Nirei asks, following suit.
“...no.” Haruka lets go of the door as his boyfriends surround him. Suo slides up behind Haruka and wrapping his arms around his waist. Nirei presses against his front, hands coming to cradle his face as he peppers light kisses on Haruka.
“Such a pretty kitty,” Suo murmurs.
“Shut-ngh!” Haruka stumbles, clutching to Nirei for balance as Suo, that bastard, grabs hold of his tail, pushing it in deeper. Nirei, rather than take mercy on his overwhelmed partner, takes advantage of Haruka’s distraction to thumb at his nipples. Haruka jerks, bell tinkling.
“Hn-!” He clutches at Nirei’s shirt as the blonde continues to pinch and pull at his chest. Suo leaned over his shoulder to capture Nirei’s lips with his own, all the while playing with that awful tail. By the time Nirei and Suo part for air, Haruka is trembling, hips canting forward, desperate for friction.
“Look at you,” Suo coos, ruffling Haruka’s hair. “If I’d have known wearing something like this would make you this needy, I would’ve bought it sooner.”
So it was his idea.
“Fuck off,” Haruka snarls.
“Aw, but I’d much rather fuck you,” Suo laughs.
“Hayato-san,” Nirei chides without any real heat. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”
Nirei and Suo herd Haruka over to their bed, all the while Haruka yanks at buttons and tugs at pant zippers until his lovers are in a similar state of undress. There’s some fumbling, Nirei almost faceplanting with Haruka’s insistence on removing his underwear, but eventually they settle with Nirei sitting on the mattress, Haruka in his lap, and Suo flush with his back.
Haruka nips at Nirei’s lips, grinding down on Nirei, who tangles his fingers into Haruka’s hair, mindful of the ears. Even when Haruka is rough with him, biting and pulling at him, Nirei is always gentle with him. Suo, on the other hand, has no such restraint. His fingers dig into Haruka’s cheeks, spreading them wide as he admires the tail. His teeth sink into Haruka’s shoulder, and he whimpers, the sound being swallowed up by Nirei.
“Haruka-san,” Nirei gasps between kisses.
“Akihiko,” Haruka mumbles back, knowing Nirei likes it when he calls his name.
Nirei pulls him in for a deeper, messier kiss. At the same time, Suo kisses his way down Haruka’s back, making him shiver.
“Akihiko-kun, on your back,” Suo instructs, pushing Haruka forward until the two of them fall onto the mattress.
Haruka glares at him over his shoulder. Any hope of looking properly offended is immediately ruined when Nirei grips the base of the tail, grinding it against Haruka’s walls.
“Ah-!” Haruka trembles, his precum-slick dick rubbing against Nirei’s in a way that has him seeing stars.
“F-fuck, I-I’m close,” Haruka stammers.
“Already? But we’re only getting started,” Suo huffs a laugh, the bed creaking with the added weight. He tugs Haruka over, until he’s sitting with his back against Suo’s, legs held open by Suo’s own, his own weight sinking him deeper onto the tail plug. His hands run along Haruka’s clothed thighs.
“Akihiko-kun,” Suo calls. “What do you want first, head or tail?”
Nirei’s face is as red as Haruka’s, but he crawls over, thumb brushing Haruka’s lip.
“Is this okay, Haruka-san?” Nirei asks. If possible, Haruka flushes further. He nods. Lets his boyfriends place him on his hands and knees.
“You’re so good,” Nirei praises, guiding Haruka’s lips around his member. Haruka takes the head eagerly, savoring the breathy moan Nire makes as he takes more of him.
Behind him, Suo gently begins to pull the tail out. He gets it out roughly halfway before, in true bastard fashion, letting it go. Haruka’s body sucks it back in up to the hilt, the plug slamming against his prostate. Haruka jolts, his cry muffled by the cock in his mouth. His arms and legs trembling as Suo grinds the tail deeper. He pulls the plug out partially; Haruka’s body sucks the plug back in once more, ramming his prostate. Haruka would have come then and there, were it not for the hand clamped around the base of his dick, denying him the orgasm.
Haruka whines, unable to properly form Suo’s name. His attempt only sends vibrations up Nirei’s shaft, causing him to thrust into Haruka’s mouth. Precum and drool slide down his chin. Faintly, Haruka registers the plug being pulled out, this time in its entirety. Suo’s lube-slicked fingers replace it, ensuring Haruka is properly stretched out for him, his other hand preventing Haruka from spilling all over the sheets like he wants to.
“Haruka-san,” Nirei groans. “I’m close.” His hips snap forward as he frantically chases release. Above, Suo leans over Haruka, pulling Nirei into a sloppy kiss. Nirei climaxes like this, Suo swallowing his cries as Haruka swallows what he can; the rest spilling over his chin and mixing with his drool.
Breathless, Nirei pulls his softened shaft from Haruka’s mouth, his hands gently wiping the spend from his face. Haruka rests his cheek on Nirei’s thigh, flushed and trembling.
“You’re perfect,” Nirei murmurs, brushing a strand of hair behind his cheek. It’s agonizingly tender. Haruka buries his face into Nirei’s thigh so he doesn’t have to look at those eyes shining with such adoration.
Behind him, Suo rubs his head against Haruka’s entrance, his other hand thumbing at Haruka’s slit.
“Ah-! Haah…” Haruka moans, jerking into Suo’s hand. “H-Hayato,” He pleads.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” He murmurs, sliding into Haruka. His hands tug at his hips, keeping his ass raised as Suo pushes further inside. Haruka clings to Nirei’s legs as Suo rocks into him, the bell of his collar tinkling with each thrust.
“You’re doing such a good job,” Nirei coos. “You look so lovely like this.”
“Such a pretty kitty,” Suo adds after a particularly hard thrust.
Haruka cries, hips jerking back to meet Suo’s thrusts. He clings to Nirei for dear life, gnawing on his thigh to muffle his sobs. It’s so much. Too much yet not enough. Haruka needs more. Suo gives it to him, spreading his cheeks and angling himself so he hits Sakura’s prostate just right until he’s spasming, vision whiting out as he comes.
Haruka cries openly now, sobbing from overstimulation as Suo takes and takes and takes, not letting Haruka breathe. Suo wraps a hand around his softened dick, rubbing his thumb across Haruka’s overly sensitive head. Haruka wails.
“Ah! Hayato! P-Please! It’s-It’s-!” The words remain locked in his throat. Distantly, Haruka realizes something hot and heavy presses against his cheek. It’s Nirei, the sight of Haruka crying and moaning as Suo fucks him, hard once more.
“Haah…Such pretty sounds. Whine louder for me,” Suo says between thrusts.
Haruka does just that, crying and sobbing, dick hardening once more under Suo’s ministrations.
“Hah…Hayato,” Haruka pleads; for what he’s not certain.
“Haruka-kun,” Suo groans, spilling into Haruka. He pulls out, cum dripping down Haruka’s thighs and onto the mismatched thigh-highs.
Suo leans back, catching his breath as Nirei flips Haruka over so that he’s lying on his back. Gently spreads Haruka’s thighs.
“Think you can handle one more, Haruka-san?” Nirei asks.
“Hah…hah…” Haruka nods, a single jerk of his head, and then Nirei is pushing inside. He enters easily, Suo’s spend gushing out as he fucks all the way in. Haruka trembles, hips thrusting into the air.
Haruka tries to reach for his dick, unable to think of anything other than his need to come, but Suo is there, grabbing both his wrists and pinning them to the bed.
“Tsk, tsk.” Suo tuts. “You’ll come from Akihiko-kun and myself, or not at all.”
“B-bastard,” Haruka tries to snarl, but it only comes out as a weak whimper.
Suo smiles.
“I’m going to sit on your face, okay Haruka? Say Ah~”
Haruka does as he’s told, Suo crawling on top of him.
“Such a good boy,” He says, thrusting into Haruka’s mouth. “Isn’t that right, Akihiko-kun?”
Nirei throws Haruka’s legs over his shoulders. “The best.”
Haruka whimpers. He’s close, he’s gunna-
Haruka groans as Suo once again reaches down, wrapping a cruel hand around the base and denying his orgasm. Haruka’s teeth graze Suo’s dick in warning.
“This kitten’s got a temper,” Suo laughs. “Careful, kitty, or I might have to muzzle you.”
Haruka’s dick twitches despite himself. Suo, the utter bastard, notices.
“Oh? Is that something Haruka wants to try?” Suo asks. “Should Akihiko-kun and I muzzle you? Tie you up and bring you to the edge over and over again, until you’ve learned your lesson?”
Haruka whimpers.
“If you keep making those sounds, I’m not going to last long, Haruka-kun,” Suo murmurs, snapping his hips forward, hitting the back of Haruka’s throat. Unlike Nirei, who would ease Haruka into deepthroating him, Suo had no such restraint. Haruka swore the bastard liked watching him choke on his cock. Haruka really should bite it, teach him a lesson for once.
“You’re so pretty when you’re mad,” Suo laughs.
Haruka grunts in irritation, only to gasp as Nirei rams into his prostate.
“Haruka-san…Hayato-san,” Nirei gasps, thrusts becoming sloppier.
“You look close,” Suo notes, pulling Nirei by the neck until the two are breathing the same air. “Let’s come together.”
Nirei groans, pulling Suo into a sloppy kiss. The hand not fisted in Nirei’s hair begins jerking Haruka off.
Haruka comes with a muffled shout, his boyfriend’s following soon after.
Suo slides off Haruka, sympathetically rubbing his back as he rolls over to his side and coughs up semen. Throat burning and eyes watering, Haruka musters the last of his energy to give Suo the finger.
Suo merely laughs, pressing a kiss to his sweaty forehead.
“I love you, Sakura-kun, Akihiko-kun.”
“I love you too. Both of you.”
Haruka buries his face in the sheets, mumbling something that was definitely not an ‘I love you too’.
Nirei presses a kiss to Haruka’s thigh before sliding it off his shoulder. “Let's get you cleaned up, Haruka-san.”
“Unless you’re up for round three~”
Haruka lifts his face to glare at Suo.
“I’ll bite it off.”
“Wah, how scary~ You’ll protect me, won’t you, Akihiko-kun?” Suo laughs, moving to hide behind him.
“Hayato-san,” Nirei gives him a flat look. “If you have the energy to tease Haruka-san, then you have the energy to go get some washcloths from the restroom.”
“Alright, alright,” Suo relents, pressing a kiss to Nirei’s cheek before sauntering off.
“You alright, Haruka-san?” Nirei asks, cupping his cheek.
Haruka tugs at Nirei until they’re spooning, his cheek resting on Akihiko’s chest, soothed by the sound of his heartbeat.
Suo returns with the washcloth and begins cleaning Haruka. He and Nirei share a fond look.
“He’s purring. What a good, satisfied kitty.”