Don't drink the water...
Title: Don't drink the water…
Characters/Pairing: Koyama/Ryo/Shige
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1,855
Warnings: Not AU! Threesome, no condoms, uhhhh. I think that's it. Oh right. No plot.
Summary: Ryo needs a vacation. KoyaShige give it to him. Heh.
Notes: This is for everyone thinking about signing up for fqf. But especially for the new mod, imifumei, and yey-yey who already has signed up and kind of made me want to write this because of hers. Surprise. XD Let's get this party started! (Also, I should mention that this was originally inspired by my watching The Three Caballeros today. Thanks, Disney.)
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"You look tired, Ryo-chan," Koyama tells him softly, and Ryo interprets it as 'You look like shit,' just Koyama's too nice to say. He grunts in response. "You should come with Shige and me on vacation! We're going for a week. It would be really relaxing. We're-"
Ryo interrupts. "Nah, I'm not interested in being part of the gay KoyaShige-fest. Thanks, though," he adds with a dismissive wave of his hand and settles further into the couch cushions.
Koyama wanders off sadly and Yamashita watches him go, frowning. "I can't believe you just turned down a trip to Cancun. I had to, but I have work. What's your excuse?"
"Eh?" Ryo sits bolt upright. "Cancun? I thought they were going someplace lame like Hiraizumi or some crap." He stands up casually and saunters after Koyama, Yamashita can vaguely hear him say, "All right, but Shige has to do all the planning."
Koyama says, "That's what Shiges do best, among other things" with a sly smile.
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"The fuck," Ryo mutters at Koyama's elbow, because that's level with his head on the bar and he doesn't feel like sitting up. "Are all these girls lesbians?"
"They probably just don't want a guy who's only tall enough to reach their tits," Shige says dryly from Ryo's other side, and Ryo sits up then, 'cause a guy's got to defend himself.
"Yeah, that's why you're doing so well."
Shige just smirks. "I'm not trying to pick anyone up."
Cocky Shige's always been kind of hot, Ryo thinks, then jumps when he feels light fingers run up his thigh. Then Koyama's leaning across him, eyeing Shige and saying, "I don't mind a guy who only comes up to my chest."
Ryo'd be kind of irritated at the way they're making faces at each other over him, except that Koyama's fingers haven't stopped moving and now they're trailing lightly up his slightly-more-than-interested cock. They can crack short jokes, he guesses, as long as one of them sucks him off.
When he realizes that they're both silent and Shige is looking at him speculatively, he realizes that he may have just said that out loud. "I need another drink," he says into the silence, and Koyama grins like a wolf and signals the bartender.
Koyama's positively indecent on the short cab ride home, and Shige ignores them both, staring out the window while Ryo squirms under Koyama's long fingers over his skin and the sloppy pressure of their lips together. It's Shige, though, who pins Ryo against the wall when they finally get into Koyama and Shige's room, gripping Ryo's thin wrists in his hands and pressing them against the wall above his head. He gives a token struggle to regain the use of his hands, but mostly because he wants to wind them in Shige's hair, and really this is better anyway, straining forward to chase Shige's lips, the slick play of their tongues in open mouths. He hopes Koyama is enjoying the show.
Apparently he was, because several moments later, Koyama is on his knees and wedging himself between their lower bodies to show his appreciation, easily undoing both Ryo's and Shige's pants enough to expose their cocks and gripping one in each hand. Koyama's hands are impossibly smooth and soft, and his touch is just a touch too light to do anything but tease, but then slick lips close around the head of his dick and suck, and he's breaking away from Shige's lips to bang his head against the wall and groan. Shige doesn't seem to mind, just relocates his lips to Ryo's throat, body moving rhythmically as he fucks Koyama's fist and sucks lightly at Ryo's skin.
Ryo whines as Koyama's mouth leaves him and then Shige starts groaning, pressing messy kisses to Ryo's throat as Koyama presumably switches his attention. Not long after, Shige pulls away from Ryo to look down at Koyama who's kneeling prettily between them, jerking them slowly and smiling up at Shige with a mischievous look. Shige's eyes are dark and unreadable to Ryo, but not Koyama who laughs delightedly and tugs Shige down to kneel next to him.
This. This was something Ryo had never even dreamed of happening. Ever. Koyama and Shige sharing sloppy, open-mouthed kisses around his cock and taking turns sucking him off, faces flushed, pupils blown wide when they look up at him, his hands in their hair. Then Shige takes him all the way, his throat flexing around Ryo and Koyama licks a fat stripe up his balls and Ryo comes with an embarrassing squeal.
Shige's milking him for all he's worth and Ryo's whimpering in the back of his throat, until Koyama yanks Shige off by his hair and crushes their mouths together, Ryo sinking to the floor bonelessly and watching them. Hands petting down Shige's body, Koyama acts like he's got all the time in the world, like his erection isn't tenting the front of his pants in what looks like a painful way. His other half is a little less calm, fingers rubbing at his dick like he's trying hard not to just grab it and start jerking off. Well. He probably is.
He can hear them kissing, slow and wet, watches as Koyama licks deliberately across Shige's bottom lip and draws a growl out of the younger man. His hand instinctually goes between his legs to run interested fingers over himself. He wonders if they're going to fuck right here on the floor. Koyama answers his question when he crawls into Shige's lap, straddling him and letting Shige jerk at his buttons and fly until he's grasping both their cocks together and jerking them off together.
There is nothing prettier, he thinks, than the two of them together, fitting like mobile puzzle pieces, Koyama's head thrown back as he wails, and Shige's forehead against Koyama's collarbone as they come almost simultaneously. He almost feels a bit like an outsider as they come down from their high, Koyama's head resting on Shige's, until Koyama turns his head to face Ryo, cheek pressed against the top of Shige's head, and gives him the filthiest look he's seen and glances pointedly at Ryo's fingers wrapped around his hard flesh.
Apparently they're not done yet. Not that Ryo minds. At all.
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They only spend two days in Cancun, two fucking amazing days mostly spent between cool, crisp sheets in a room with a view, and Ryo doesn't really care that he's missing out on the nightlife of Mexico because the chicks here are lame anyway, and the rest of the place is a tourist trap. On their third day, they take a cab twenty minutes south to Puerto Morelos, and Ryo wonders if they planned this, because their reservation here is only one room.
Now Shige is reading his mind, though, because he just raises an eyebrow at Ryo and says, "I wanted a really nice room here and it's cheaper, but still more than we wanted to pay for two rooms. I'm sure you don't mind?" He says that last with a smirk and a quirked eyebrow and Ryo sort of wants to jump him, but he's still a little sore from that morning.
Puerto Morelos is way less touristy than Cancun and Ryo's mostly glad they're all sexed out for the time being, because it's really nice here. A lot of small shops and delicious restaurants and beaches not so packed with warm bodies that you can't really appreciate just how white the sand is, or how clear the water is. Koyama buys souvenirs for half of Japan and Shige bitches at him about how he isn't going to give up half his suitcase to him again just so he can bring all this shit home. Ryo just watches with a satisfied smile and puts a couple more things in Koyama's basket.
Late that night they're appreciating the clear sky with a walk down the deserted beach. It's 3 a.m. and Ryo is yawning sleepily, but it feels so good out here that he wouldn't rather be anywhere else but snug between the two of them, their hands brushing together as they walk and sending pleasant tingles up and down his spine. All too soon they come to the end of the sand, an impassable rocky space taking over the path and they pick their way across the broader rocks by the moonlight, stopping before it gets too dangerous.
Warm air, warmer bodies, and Ryo's vision swims a little and he sighs happily, wondering if he can coerce Shige into piggybacking him back to the villa. But then Koyama's pressing against his back and fluttering light kisses across his neck and shoulders, peeking over and looking up into his face with a questioning smile. As if he could say no.
He lets Koyama strip them both and lay him down against the still-warm rock and he's glad that it's mostly worn smooth by waves, though some sand rubs annoyingly at his back. He knows they planned this, because Shige's fingers are already slick and at his ass, rubbing slowly as he leans over Ryo to kiss him, soaking up Ryo's whimpers as Koyama licks teasingly at his half-hard cock and Shige presses the tip of a finger in.
It's not long before Ryo is fully hard, Koyama's cheeks hollowed around him and Shige's three fingers deep and groaning at the way that feels.
"Who do you want?" Shige asks, voice low and breathy in his ear.
"You. I want you."
Without a word, Shige withdraws his fingers and settles down on his back next to Ryo, Koyama letting Ryo slip from his mouth and tugging him up to push him into a crouch over Shige's erection. Shige's hands automatically come up and settle on Ryo's hips, taking some of Ryo's weight as he lowers himself onto Shige. Once he's fully seated, Shige draws his knees up so Ryo can lean against them and they rock together slowly to the rhythm of the breaking waves and it's kind of amazing, the way he's gasping his pleasure against Koyama's mouth as Shige hits him just right every time. Koyama straightens and presses his cock against Ryo's lips, and Ryo feels impossibly full right now. Satisfied. He's the first to finish, Shige pulling Ryo forward to lay against his chest so Shige can brace his feet and thrust up into Ryo more effectively until he comes with a cry. Ever-patient Koyama waits until Shige is done before gently pulling Ryo up and bending him over, making him brace himself on Shige's shoulders as he leans against a boulder. Ryo and Shige share lazy kisses, noses bumping with each of Koyama's thrusts and making them smile. Then Koyama is gripping his hips almost painfully and finishing with a loud groan before collapsing next to them both and snuggling.
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He doesn't think he's ever had a more relaxing vacation. It's the last night before they fly home and they lay sprawled across each other, bare, smooth skin against bare, smooth skin, and Ryo takes it back. The gay KoyaShige-fest is kind of awesome.
Characters/Pairing: Koyama/Ryo/Shige
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1,855
Warnings: Not AU! Threesome, no condoms, uhhhh. I think that's it. Oh right. No plot.
Summary: Ryo needs a vacation. KoyaShige give it to him. Heh.
Notes: This is for everyone thinking about signing up for fqf. But especially for the new mod, imifumei, and yey-yey who already has signed up and kind of made me want to write this because of hers. Surprise. XD Let's get this party started! (Also, I should mention that this was originally inspired by my watching The Three Caballeros today. Thanks, Disney.)
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"You look tired, Ryo-chan," Koyama tells him softly, and Ryo interprets it as 'You look like shit,' just Koyama's too nice to say. He grunts in response. "You should come with Shige and me on vacation! We're going for a week. It would be really relaxing. We're-"
Ryo interrupts. "Nah, I'm not interested in being part of the gay KoyaShige-fest. Thanks, though," he adds with a dismissive wave of his hand and settles further into the couch cushions.
Koyama wanders off sadly and Yamashita watches him go, frowning. "I can't believe you just turned down a trip to Cancun. I had to, but I have work. What's your excuse?"
"Eh?" Ryo sits bolt upright. "Cancun? I thought they were going someplace lame like Hiraizumi or some crap." He stands up casually and saunters after Koyama, Yamashita can vaguely hear him say, "All right, but Shige has to do all the planning."
Koyama says, "That's what Shiges do best, among other things" with a sly smile.
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"The fuck," Ryo mutters at Koyama's elbow, because that's level with his head on the bar and he doesn't feel like sitting up. "Are all these girls lesbians?"
"They probably just don't want a guy who's only tall enough to reach their tits," Shige says dryly from Ryo's other side, and Ryo sits up then, 'cause a guy's got to defend himself.
"Yeah, that's why you're doing so well."
Shige just smirks. "I'm not trying to pick anyone up."
Cocky Shige's always been kind of hot, Ryo thinks, then jumps when he feels light fingers run up his thigh. Then Koyama's leaning across him, eyeing Shige and saying, "I don't mind a guy who only comes up to my chest."
Ryo'd be kind of irritated at the way they're making faces at each other over him, except that Koyama's fingers haven't stopped moving and now they're trailing lightly up his slightly-more-than-interested cock. They can crack short jokes, he guesses, as long as one of them sucks him off.
When he realizes that they're both silent and Shige is looking at him speculatively, he realizes that he may have just said that out loud. "I need another drink," he says into the silence, and Koyama grins like a wolf and signals the bartender.
Koyama's positively indecent on the short cab ride home, and Shige ignores them both, staring out the window while Ryo squirms under Koyama's long fingers over his skin and the sloppy pressure of their lips together. It's Shige, though, who pins Ryo against the wall when they finally get into Koyama and Shige's room, gripping Ryo's thin wrists in his hands and pressing them against the wall above his head. He gives a token struggle to regain the use of his hands, but mostly because he wants to wind them in Shige's hair, and really this is better anyway, straining forward to chase Shige's lips, the slick play of their tongues in open mouths. He hopes Koyama is enjoying the show.
Apparently he was, because several moments later, Koyama is on his knees and wedging himself between their lower bodies to show his appreciation, easily undoing both Ryo's and Shige's pants enough to expose their cocks and gripping one in each hand. Koyama's hands are impossibly smooth and soft, and his touch is just a touch too light to do anything but tease, but then slick lips close around the head of his dick and suck, and he's breaking away from Shige's lips to bang his head against the wall and groan. Shige doesn't seem to mind, just relocates his lips to Ryo's throat, body moving rhythmically as he fucks Koyama's fist and sucks lightly at Ryo's skin.
Ryo whines as Koyama's mouth leaves him and then Shige starts groaning, pressing messy kisses to Ryo's throat as Koyama presumably switches his attention. Not long after, Shige pulls away from Ryo to look down at Koyama who's kneeling prettily between them, jerking them slowly and smiling up at Shige with a mischievous look. Shige's eyes are dark and unreadable to Ryo, but not Koyama who laughs delightedly and tugs Shige down to kneel next to him.
This. This was something Ryo had never even dreamed of happening. Ever. Koyama and Shige sharing sloppy, open-mouthed kisses around his cock and taking turns sucking him off, faces flushed, pupils blown wide when they look up at him, his hands in their hair. Then Shige takes him all the way, his throat flexing around Ryo and Koyama licks a fat stripe up his balls and Ryo comes with an embarrassing squeal.
Shige's milking him for all he's worth and Ryo's whimpering in the back of his throat, until Koyama yanks Shige off by his hair and crushes their mouths together, Ryo sinking to the floor bonelessly and watching them. Hands petting down Shige's body, Koyama acts like he's got all the time in the world, like his erection isn't tenting the front of his pants in what looks like a painful way. His other half is a little less calm, fingers rubbing at his dick like he's trying hard not to just grab it and start jerking off. Well. He probably is.
He can hear them kissing, slow and wet, watches as Koyama licks deliberately across Shige's bottom lip and draws a growl out of the younger man. His hand instinctually goes between his legs to run interested fingers over himself. He wonders if they're going to fuck right here on the floor. Koyama answers his question when he crawls into Shige's lap, straddling him and letting Shige jerk at his buttons and fly until he's grasping both their cocks together and jerking them off together.
There is nothing prettier, he thinks, than the two of them together, fitting like mobile puzzle pieces, Koyama's head thrown back as he wails, and Shige's forehead against Koyama's collarbone as they come almost simultaneously. He almost feels a bit like an outsider as they come down from their high, Koyama's head resting on Shige's, until Koyama turns his head to face Ryo, cheek pressed against the top of Shige's head, and gives him the filthiest look he's seen and glances pointedly at Ryo's fingers wrapped around his hard flesh.
Apparently they're not done yet. Not that Ryo minds. At all.
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They only spend two days in Cancun, two fucking amazing days mostly spent between cool, crisp sheets in a room with a view, and Ryo doesn't really care that he's missing out on the nightlife of Mexico because the chicks here are lame anyway, and the rest of the place is a tourist trap. On their third day, they take a cab twenty minutes south to Puerto Morelos, and Ryo wonders if they planned this, because their reservation here is only one room.
Now Shige is reading his mind, though, because he just raises an eyebrow at Ryo and says, "I wanted a really nice room here and it's cheaper, but still more than we wanted to pay for two rooms. I'm sure you don't mind?" He says that last with a smirk and a quirked eyebrow and Ryo sort of wants to jump him, but he's still a little sore from that morning.
Puerto Morelos is way less touristy than Cancun and Ryo's mostly glad they're all sexed out for the time being, because it's really nice here. A lot of small shops and delicious restaurants and beaches not so packed with warm bodies that you can't really appreciate just how white the sand is, or how clear the water is. Koyama buys souvenirs for half of Japan and Shige bitches at him about how he isn't going to give up half his suitcase to him again just so he can bring all this shit home. Ryo just watches with a satisfied smile and puts a couple more things in Koyama's basket.
Late that night they're appreciating the clear sky with a walk down the deserted beach. It's 3 a.m. and Ryo is yawning sleepily, but it feels so good out here that he wouldn't rather be anywhere else but snug between the two of them, their hands brushing together as they walk and sending pleasant tingles up and down his spine. All too soon they come to the end of the sand, an impassable rocky space taking over the path and they pick their way across the broader rocks by the moonlight, stopping before it gets too dangerous.
Warm air, warmer bodies, and Ryo's vision swims a little and he sighs happily, wondering if he can coerce Shige into piggybacking him back to the villa. But then Koyama's pressing against his back and fluttering light kisses across his neck and shoulders, peeking over and looking up into his face with a questioning smile. As if he could say no.
He lets Koyama strip them both and lay him down against the still-warm rock and he's glad that it's mostly worn smooth by waves, though some sand rubs annoyingly at his back. He knows they planned this, because Shige's fingers are already slick and at his ass, rubbing slowly as he leans over Ryo to kiss him, soaking up Ryo's whimpers as Koyama licks teasingly at his half-hard cock and Shige presses the tip of a finger in.
It's not long before Ryo is fully hard, Koyama's cheeks hollowed around him and Shige's three fingers deep and groaning at the way that feels.
"Who do you want?" Shige asks, voice low and breathy in his ear.
"You. I want you."
Without a word, Shige withdraws his fingers and settles down on his back next to Ryo, Koyama letting Ryo slip from his mouth and tugging him up to push him into a crouch over Shige's erection. Shige's hands automatically come up and settle on Ryo's hips, taking some of Ryo's weight as he lowers himself onto Shige. Once he's fully seated, Shige draws his knees up so Ryo can lean against them and they rock together slowly to the rhythm of the breaking waves and it's kind of amazing, the way he's gasping his pleasure against Koyama's mouth as Shige hits him just right every time. Koyama straightens and presses his cock against Ryo's lips, and Ryo feels impossibly full right now. Satisfied. He's the first to finish, Shige pulling Ryo forward to lay against his chest so Shige can brace his feet and thrust up into Ryo more effectively until he comes with a cry. Ever-patient Koyama waits until Shige is done before gently pulling Ryo up and bending him over, making him brace himself on Shige's shoulders as he leans against a boulder. Ryo and Shige share lazy kisses, noses bumping with each of Koyama's thrusts and making them smile. Then Koyama is gripping his hips almost painfully and finishing with a loud groan before collapsing next to them both and snuggling.
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He doesn't think he's ever had a more relaxing vacation. It's the last night before they fly home and they lay sprawled across each other, bare, smooth skin against bare, smooth skin, and Ryo takes it back. The gay KoyaShige-fest is kind of awesome.