Thank you Tameiki for helping me get this done. For those of you who don't already know, tam is my beta. She keeps me from embarrassing myself beyond the norm. Hope everyone enjoys.
Weiß Kreuz set in The Other Side Universe by nekojita
Note: //denotes mental conversations//*****
‘One more year and it’ll be my turn.’ That thought was the only thing that kept Aya from sending a stinging mental slap to his lovers as well as a mental command to release him. While Aya usually didn’t mind the games the three of them played which had him bound for their mutual pleasure, he hadn’t stopped to think how hard it might be to remain under their control with no complaint for hours on end. He’d known before the thoughts had finished forming in his mind that he would regret it. Aya should’ve told Crawford to go to hell and let the future play out as originally seen. Yohji and Schuldig would’ve healed… eventually… and maybe the damned idiots wouldn’t be tempted to pull something similar at a later date.
That particular moment found Aya on his back in the middle of a king-sized bed with his hands cuffed behind his back, legs spread wide and bound ankle to thigh. Schuldig and Yohji had propped pillows underneath his upper body so he wouldn’t miss the show being performed in front of him.
The vibrating dildo that Schuldig had inserted into Aya before he dragged Yohji to the foot of the bed only added to his frustration level, buzzing just enough so it kept his mind mostly focused on his lower body. While he would normally enjoy the sensation, right now, it was just working him into a frenzy of lust and need that those two were bound and determined to leave unfulfilled. A ball gag in his mouth and the cockring he’d been wearing for the past several hours completed the picture.
In addition to his frustration level, his ass still stung from when Yohji used the crop on him but it was an erotic pain. Just the thought of the session with the crop and what happened immediately after, caused Aya to wince before a little smile of pleasure appeared while he recalled the activity of the last hour or so.
****
Aya watched Schuldig thrust harder and faster into his body until Schu came but, at the same time, he didn’t let Aya find his own release. He was more than just a little frustrated as Schuldig finished and pulled out, only then letting go of the wrists held in a tight grip so Aya couldn’t touch his own cock. Yohji was next. The two had taken turns thus far that evening, using Aya however they wished.
Yohji rolled Aya so that he was face down on the bed and cuffed his hands to the headboard. He felt Yohji clean him up with a wet cloth before helping Aya raise his ass in the air, knees tucked under his body. Yohji then turned Aya so his back faced the left side of the bed.
“I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.” Yohji said with a chuckle before he walked across the room.
Aya just snorted and glared while he fought the urge to give the blond a mental whap. Yohji rummaged around and pulled a crop out of the toy bag that was resting open on the chair next to the sofa. Aya watch as Schuldig moved to the foot of the bed, obviously for a better view.
Yohji walked back to the bed then began to lightly apply the crop to Aya’s ass to warm him up. The blows gradually increased in force until they smarted with each strike. Yohji knew exactly how to use that damned thing in a way that made Aya want to beg for more. When a blow landed, it brought a bright flash of delicious pain. He could’ve sworn there was a connection between his ass and groin as a jolt of pleasure spiked in his cock when each stroke landed. Also, the lust and desire that he felt from the other two as they watched his ass turn a bright red increased the intensity of the experience that much more. Yohji was very good at administering the small piece of leather; never too hard but just enough to give a mix of painful pleasure that drove Aya to distraction. Where he’d learned this technique, Aya really didn’t want to guess.
Just before the pain became overwhelming, the lashes stopped. With his ass still in the air, chest on the bed and hands cuffed to the headboard, he felt hands on his hips shift him so he was more toward the middle of the bed. Aya felt the slippery cool of lube teasingly applied against his opening. Fingers spread the gel around his previously loosened hole before slipping inside. Aya tried to maneuver his hips so those fingers would touch his prostate only to have them leave his body. Dammit!
“Make sure you use enough lube.” Schuldig said.
“Don’t worry, I was just getting more.” Yohji replied before long fingers returned with more lubricant. The two of them were making damn sure that there was enough lube used throughout their play tonight. They didn’t want Aya to become too sore and not be able to make it through the rest of their allotted time.
Schuldig crawled to the head of the bed and nuzzled the back of Aya’s neck while one hand reached under the restrained body to tweak at the nipple he found there. His other hand turned Aya’s head to the side so he could tuck red hair behind an ear. Aya moaned softly when he felt a sharp nip to his earlobe before a hot mouth sucked hard. Next, a wet tongue speared into his ear again and again before Schuldig blew gently over the moistened area causing a shiver to run down Aya’s spine.
“You have the sexiest ass in the world,” Schu breathed against his ear. “How are your wrists holding up? Do I need to adjust the cuffs?”
“They’re fine. I’d let you know if I was uncomfortable.” Aya replied before he thought about what he’d just said. He then continued in a voice tinged with irritation, “Let me rephrase that. I *am* uncomfortable, but I don’t think you’re going to bring me relief anytime soon since you did this on purpose.”
Aya longed to smack the smirk off Schuldig’s face. Sighing mentally, he resigned himself to a long night of frustration in one form or another.
Yohji moved Aya’s knees further apart with his own before grabbing Aya’s hips and slipping his erection teasingly against the crack of his lover’s ass. The hand on his hip disappeared just before Aya felt his lover’s cock nudge against his hole. He pushed back as Yohji plunged into his body with one smooth thrust. His lover paused as Aya gasped in response to the sudden entry. His body relaxed and he nodded to let Yohji know it was okay to continue. The pace that Yohji set was fast and furious. All Aya could focus on was how badly he needed to come. So badly he could taste it. Harder and faster Yohji continued to pound into him but never at the right angle.
“Yohji, you bastard, you keep missing it!” Aya was appalled at the whine in his voice.
“No, I’m not ‘missing’ anything, since that’s not where I’m aiming at right now.” Yohji’s voice held more than a hint of smug satisfaction.
Aya tried to tilt his hips so his lover would hit his prostate, but in the position he found himself, it was just. not. possible. Especially if his lover wasn’t willing to cooperate. The light brushes that barely missed that spot were maddening. Yohji seemed to avoid thrusting where Aya needed it most.
“Gods, Aya, you’re so tight… so hot…so good. I can’t… feels too good… argh!” Yohji babbled in panting breaths, not really making much sense.
Even with the lack of stimulation to his sweet spot, Aya began to believe that he could come without a touch, despite the restrictive cockring. To his consternation, he heard Yohji cry out his name before the man shuddered and collapsed on top of him. Aya could’ve yelled in frustration. Schuldig and Yohji were mentally blocking him so he couldn’t even receive the illusion of coming when Yohji did. The bastards.
With considerable effort, Aya prevented himself from begging to be allowed to come as Yohji lay sprawled over him, panting in his ear.
“Move, Blondie.” Schu commanded a few minutes later nudging Yohji off of Aya. Where once Schuldig would have spoken the term ‘Blondie’ in derision, the affection in his voice now made it an endearment instead.
“I’ll turn you over in a minute so you’ll be more comfortable,” said Schuldig. He then removed the handcuffs and cleaned Aya with a warm, wet cloth. His freedom didn’t last long as Schuldig pulled Aya’s wrists behind him and refastened the cuffs. Next, they turned him over and propped him up onto a pile of pillows stacked at the head of the bed. He arranged Aya’s hands to rest near the small of his back with elbows bent so the discomfort was kept to a minimum. Yohji then placed a ball-gag in Aya’s mouth and secured the straps.
Aya watched as Schuldig tied one end of the soft nylon rope to his ankle and then attempted to tie the other end to the bottom corner of the bed. The length of rope was just not long enough to reach the metal foot supporting the bed frame. The comical look on Schuldig’s face when he realized this caused Aya to smile around the gag. His amusement was short-lived, however, and realized he was in trouble when Schuldig’s eyes narrowed. Schuldig must have felt Aya’s enjoyment of his predicament.
He tossed another length of rope to Yohji and, “Here, Yohji, tie his other ankle to his thigh while I do the same to this side and place a pillow under his hips. I need to get some things out of the toy bag.” He tossed Aya a smirk before he went to the chair.
Aya wondered what that little bit of humor was going to cost him. He wasn’t kept guessing for long at what kind of torture Schuldig had in mind when Aya saw their newest toy taken from the bag. Oh, fuck! The dildo was at least 10 inches long and over an inch in diameter. While not quite as thick as either of his lovers, the thing only promised to add to his frustration since it was also a vibrator. Shit. Why did he have to pack the damned thing?! As if he wasn’t aroused enough, Schuldig had to use *that* on him. Along with the vibrator, Schu brought more rope with him. Aya watched Schuldig loop first one then the other length of rope around each of his thighs and attach it to the headboard to keep his legs spread wide. Next, Schuldig carefully lubed the toy before gently inserting it. Aya couldn’t quite suppress a groan of pleasure-filled frustration as the accursed thing was turned on to its lowest setting. The vibration just reinforced his need to come as Aya felt the faintest of tingles near his prostate.
****
So that was how he came to be in his current predicament. He could only watch as his two lovers put on a show for him, they kissed and caressed each other while Aya was helpless to do anything but watch and become more frustrated. And, of course, now they allowed him to mentally experience what they were feeling again. Aya refused to beg for an orgasm even thought his cock was red and dripping copious amounts of precome, which both men diligently ignored. Aya couldn’t help but reflect on how they were going to realize he was a quick study when it became their turn to be in this position. Literally.
Aya heard Schuldig “tsk” in his head before the man reached over to turn up the speed on the vibrator. Apparently, his German lover realized that he still had the presence of mind to block some of his thoughts from them. Aya couldn’t stand being strung tight as a bow anymore, he felt as if he would go insane if he didn’t come soon. Either that or break down and beg, which was something he refused to do. Aya moaned again and closed his eyes against the sight as they kissed once more and caressed each other’s bodies.
****
//What do you think, is it time to take the cockring off and put him out of his misery?// Yohji asked Schuldig blocking Aya from their mental conversation. //I think he’s been tortured enough. And besides, I’m ready to go again.// Yohji rubbed his erection against Schuldig’s for emphasis.
Schu didn’t answer but instead rolled Yohji onto his back and covered him with his body. He threaded his fingers through Yohji’s hair to grip his head on either side and tilt it back to expose the blond’s neck. Schuldig slowly licked a trail from collar bone to chin before bringing Yohji’s lips on level with his own. Snaking his tongue out, he licked Yohji’s lips again and again until Yohji opened his mouth and tried to entangle his tongue with Schuldig’s. After several teasing seconds, he finally let Yohji reach his tongue, kissing open mouthed but not yet fully connecting lips. Not sure which one of them groaned first, Schuldig crushed Yohji’s mouth completely with his own.
Lost in the kiss, he rocked his hips to rub his cock against Yohji’s. Schuldig had forgotten for a moment why they were putting on such a show. He recovered a bit and pulled back to gazed into green eyes before he replied, //Yeah, I think it’s time for us to let him relieve a little frustration. We still have hours and hours left to play, right?//
Schuldig sent a mental image of what he had in mind to do next. Yohji grinned and went to help Schu prepare Aya.
****
Schuldig gently pulled the vibrator out while Yohji got something else from the toy bag. This ‘something’ turned out to be a satin blindfold placed over the bound man’s eyes before the gag was removed. Once more blocked from their thoughts, Aya could do nothing but wonder what his inventive partners had planned next. He thought he heard the sound of a plastic cap being opened and then a few low moans came from Yohji.
“Does that feel good?” Aya heard Schu ask.
“Oh yeah, more Schu. I need more.” Yohji was not above begging, but that was no surprise since Yohji had no inhibitions at all, especially to anything related to sex.
“You’re gonna feel a whole lot better in a few minutes.” Schuldig replied confidently.
Aya started when he felt a slick hand coat his cock with lube and give a few teasing pumps before the touch disappeared. He felt both of them remove the handcuffs and ropes from his extremities. A strong arm wrapped around his shoulders and helped shift him to the edge of the bed before his legs were swung over the side. No longer restrained, Aya stretched stiff muscles before he relaxed once more.
“Come on, Aya. Up you go.” Schuldig said as they helped him to stand. He felt Yohji mold himself against his back so it must’ve been Schuldig who took his hand and led him across the room. Aya was confused as to what these two were up to, especially when they turned him so that the backs of his legs came in contact with the sofa. They helped seat him on what felt like a soft towel which covered the cushion.
With one lover seated on either side of him, a hand tilted his face up to waiting lips. Aya opened his mouth to a questing tongue and couldn’t quite suppress a moan of delight. Schuldig was kissing him, so that meant Yohji was the one who nibbled a trail down his chest and stomach.
As he broke away from the kiss, all Aya could manage to stutter was, “Yoh-ji” when his cock was swallowed almost to the root.
//Mmm, this strawberry flavored lube tastes good, you like that, Sweetie?// The touch against his mind held a bit of smug satisfaction from Yohji.
//What do you think?// Aya snapped back mentally, as Schuldig once more took possession of his lips. //I’d like it a lot more if you took off the damn cockring.//
//Patience, kleines Veilchen. All in good time.// Schuldig replied as his tongue explored the inside of Aya’s mouth.
The kiss lingered until they were breathless before Schuldig pulled back to say, “Come on, Blondie, it’s time to have some more fun.”
“Wait, I have to get more lube. I think I licked most of it off Aya’s cock.”
Once again, a teasing hand applied lube to Aya’s cock before hands under his shoulders and hip shifted his ass to the edge of the sofa. This left Aya to curl slightly, his back on both the seat and back cushions of the couch.
“What in the hells do you two have planned now?” Aya didn’t really expect them to answer, but he was just really confused and couldn’t resist asking.
“You’ll find out in a minute. Don’t worry, you’re gonna love it.” Yohji said with a husky tone in his voice. “And so are we.”
Aya felt the cushions dip then felt long legs rest on either side of him as one of his lovers straddled his hips. A dripping cock left behind a narrow trail of moisture along his chest before the tip of the cock began to rub circles around first one nipple then the other.
//Aya, lift your legs.// It took a moment for him to respond to Schu’s request he so lost in the erotic play. Hands helped settle his legs on Schu’s shoulders. Aya felt slick fingers once again slip in and out of his body before an equally slick cock nudged his crack. The teasing to his nipples stopped as Yohji leaned back against his legs.
//Aya, hold your cock steady.// Schuldig said. Aya felt an erection enter him just the slightest bit and, at the same time, he also felt the touch of Yohji’s hole against his cock.
“Gods!” Aya shouted at the feeling of being completely engulfed and impaled simultaneously. There was a long pause as everyone adjusted to the dual entry. Several heartbeats later, they began to move against him.
Slowly, oh, so slowly, the bastards were setting a pace at odds with each other. As Yohji came down on his cock, Schuldig thrust deeply into him. Aya wished that he could move his hips, but then again, he wouldn’t know whether he’d thrust up or push down if he could. And the pace was too damn slow. Schuldig was ignoring his prostate on purpose. Aya was sure of it.
Yohji leaned in to kiss him. Their tongues battled before they ended the kiss and pulled back to gasp air into deprived lungs. Clever fingers caressed then pinched his nipples. Aya brushed his hands down Yohji’s chest and stomach to wrap around the man’s cock and balls. Hoping to spur his lovers into a faster rhythm, he began to pump Yohji’s erection.
“Ah, Schu, Yohji! Faster, I can’t…” Aya was babbling but he didn’t know how to stop the words that poured out of his mouth. Before he could start to beg in earnest, Aya bit his lip to stop the pleas.
The pace finally sped up. Before long, all three of them were groaning, gasping for breath and moving as quickly as possible. Aya cried out when his sweet spot was finally, *finally* struck. Over and over, faster and faster. Yohji stopped so that he only had the head of Aya’s cock tightly encased and then Aya felt fingers releasing the cockring. Seconds later, Yohji slammed down a few more times before Aya came. Hard. Their link once more reestablished Aya fell into oblivion as he felt his two lovers reach their own orgasms immediately after he did.
****
As awareness returned, Aya felt himself being held tight in strong arms with his head on one of his lover’s shoulders. He was sitting in someone’s lap and that ‘someone’ was nuzzling his hair. He realized that he was no longer wearing the blindfold but was content to keep his eyes closed for now. Eventually, he opened them and tilted his head back to see that it was Yohji who held him close. Yohji smiled before he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on Aya’s lips.
“You all right?” Yohji asked with concern in his voice when he pulled back.
Aya just nodded, still a little out of it. “Where…” Aya began but found he had to clear his dry throat before he could continue. He vaguely remembered that he had cried out quite loudly just before he lost consciousness. “Where’s Schu?”
“He’s getting the Jacuzzi set up. I think we could all do with a relaxing soak right now. Give us all a chance to recharge,” Yohji said with a wink, a finger stroking lazy circles around his hole. Aya realized that one or both of the men must have cleaned him up while he was out of it.
Aya only tugged on a lock of Yohji’s hair before he sighed. What did he expect? But then he smiled slightly. He couldn’t deny that he had enjoyed himself. That last orgasm was one of the most powerful ones he’d ever experienced. Whatever dark thoughts he sometimes had about Schu and Yohji, they did always put him first, even if they were sometimes a bit overwhelming in their affections. Make that, most times.
Aya was so mellow that he didn’t even protest when Schuldig came back and carried him into the bathroom. He could feel the love from both of his partners as they joined him in the large tub. While he reclined against Schuldig with Yohji in his arms, he started to rouse a bit. Aya wondered what time it was. Did he really think he was going to make it for a full 24 hours with these two perverts? He decided that he was going to need some room service to help keep his energy levels up in order to survive the rest of this ordeal. Aya closed his eyes to enjoy the soothing effect of the swirling hot water as well as the press of his lovers spooned against him.
Aya’s last thought was, ‘Damn, Crawford owes me big time.’
