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Haku had dinner waiting on Itachi when he walked into the house. His brows were high into his hairline as he entered into the fragrant smelling home. During the past week, they had dined out or ordered take out. Seeing Haku puttering around in the kitchen was a new experience for him, particularly so considering the mouth-watering aromas roaming about the house.
Haku must have sensed his presence, turning and smiling warmly at him before arching his own brow at the surprised look he still wore. "What? Did you think just because I'm a nomad and can sustain myself on energy alone that I was unable to cook for the simple pleasure of it?"
"No, it's only a surprise."
His lover put aside the oven mitts and walked seductively toward him. "There is more to life than simply existing. Boredom can take hold very easily when you live the same life, day in and out. Cooking classes helped ease me from the mundane and I do love the flavors of good food even if it does nothing for me, but provide pleasure."
Itachi groaned as he was drawn into a kiss, easily falling into the flavor of Haku's mouth. He was nearly panting while being pushed against the counter. Fingers danced down his chest and toward the beginning of a bulge at his crotch. His eyes closed and his lips parted to allow a moan to escape. There was no pulling away because he wanted this, whatever Haku wanted to do to him, he wanted it. He needed to move his mind from where it had lingered unbidden all day.
He refused to think of him.
Their lips parted and a teasing smile curved the edges of Haku's mouth just as his hand freed the button on Itachi's trousers and parted the material. There was no preamble as he immediately slid to his knees and took the half-hard length in his mouth, bringing a rolling groan from Itachi. His shaft grew harder in Haku's mouth as it was coaxed to full firmness and beyond.
A skillful tongue flicked around the head while strong fingers alternated between squeezing and stroking the base and palming the heavy balls. Firm sucks began to pull at the head and he was forced to clutch at the counter in order to remain standing. Each suck accompanied by a squeeze or a stroke sent a bolt of pleasure up his spine before settling in his balls. The heavy orbs seemed to grow doubly so and it felt as if he had no cum in ages rather than only hours before.
Haku pulled away and gave a final teasing lick, his eyes lighting up in excitement as his head turned to the front door seconds before the doorbell rang loudly through the house. Haku might not mind having the interlude interrupted, but Itachi was nearly to the point of really hurting. His balls were hard and heavy and his cock throbbed with every pulse in his body. He swore he could smell the faintest hint of incubus pheromone in the air, but it was gone just as quickly as if he imagined its scent, causing him to doubt his senses. Why would Haku feel the need to keep him hard? Was it to torture him with the promise of release only to force him to remain wanting?
His knuckles bleached white as he clutched at the counter in order to remain standing as Haku moved away to answer the door. He wanted to yell at him to leave whomever it was waiting there. They could wait, or at least come back another time. There was no way this hard-on was going anywhere without assistance.
He closed his eyes and listened as Haku greeted the person at the door. "I'm glad you came. You're just in time for dinner."
Itachi's eyes popped open. He was in no suitable position to play host to a guest. His dick was still hanging out, hard and nearly ready to explode. He bit the inside of his jaw to keep from crying out as he wrapped a hand around himself in an attempt to tuck himself back into his trousers. Plans to punish Haku for putting him in this position stirred in his mind. He was nearly panting and felt himself grow harder under his fumbling ministrations.
He had just gotten the zipper up carefully over himself at the sound of Haku's soft steps and the heavier pace of an obviously larger man. He moved to step behind the island to hide the obvious erection which was determined not to go anywhere when his body went first cold and then very hot at whom stepped into the kitchen.
Kisame filled up the archway with his massive body. The blue of his skin seemed all the more exotic today than it had yesterday or the day before. The result was his balls giving a small contraction and a gush of precum wetting his boxers.
"We have a guest for dinner, Itachi," purred Haku. "I invited him today."
"Haku..." Itachi tried to sound angry, but much to his annoyance, was not able to keep a faintly pleading tone from his voice. Few men would be able to hear it, and he was certain that Kisame would have picked up on it. They had been together for far too long not to be able to read each other easily, even after being separated for a time.
"I need to finish dinner. Why don't the two of you go into the living room and wait."
Itachi's jaw clenched. He was going to kill Haku for putting him in this position. Not only did he have a raging hard-on that was not going to go away any time soon, but Kisame was there and making that raging hard-on even worse. He would be surprised if he could even walk to the living room without limping under the growing pain. He didn't think it was possible for an erection to burst from the flow of blood, but he was damn close to being able to hammer nails with the one he had now, so having his cock split open did not seem far off.
"I'm sure you two have things to discuss."
Staring at Kisame, he waited for him to make the first move. If he was going to have to limp into the living room, he was going to make sure Kisame went first so to not see him doing so. God damn Haku to the lowest pit of Hell.
As he watched Kisame, he was witness to several expressions crossing his face. Kisame always carried an air of amusement and wildness, and those emotions were most decidedly present in his continence, but something else flashed across his face. It was gone too quickly for him to fully understand it and as he followed his former lover into the other room, he could not stop his mind from dwelling on it. At least it took his attention from the pain in his groin, if only minutely.
"Why didn't you tell me that Haku invited you here tonight?" he asked as they reaching the living room.
"I don't answer to you, Itachi. Our business was concluded when you found Haku."
"Don't be an asshole," he snarled in return and stalked close enough that he had to tilt his head back to meet the pale, beady eyes.
He stared at the face that was so different and yet the same. The rugged tanned skin he had come to know Kisame by was replaced with that of dark blue. His twinkling blue eyes were now white and for an instant, he missed the blue of before. The eyes he now wore, his true eyes, were just as stunning, but the nostalgia of the past ate away at him, forcing him to tamp it down least he be overwhelmed more than he already was.
"Why are you here?"
"I was invited."
Itachi grabbed a handful of Kisame's shirt and jerked. "You're not here because of an invitation to dinner. You and Haku are plotting something, so out with it. I'm not in the mood for games."
Kisame's lips split in a grin, showcasing his razor sharp teeth. "Are you sure you want to know?"
"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't," he snarled in response, tired of Kisame's run around.
Kisame's hands had hung limply at his side until that moment. Itachi had not even noticed they were clenched until he saw them lifted and the fists they were molded into released. Those huge hands, so powerful and yet surprisingly gentle, cupped his jaw before drifting down the length of his neck. The calluses on the palms scratched his skin and he bit back a moan as his cock grew impossibly harder—the skin had to be about to split open.
"Don't..." He did not have the chance to finish the sentence as he found his back pressed against the wall and their faces inches from each other. That look was in Kisame's eyes again. It was almost desperate and left him gasping for air as if his breath had been stolen from him.
"Don't what?"
Itachi swallowed; eyes wide as he found himself unable to look away. He missed the intensity that Kisame had always brought to their relationship. He missed being completely dominated physically and emotionally by his partner. It was more than simply taking a dick up the ass; it was a total envelopment by the other and knowing your pleasure was their complete focus.
"Don't what, Itachi?"
If he had thought of any answer to the query, he could not find the means to form it, not that Kisame seemed to have any intention of allowing him to answer. His lips were immediately taken and the world exploded around him.
He could feel the sting of the kiss as Kisame's teeth scrapped his lips and tongue. He tasted as he always had, faintly of coffee and those sugary donuts he liked to eat. Sweets were one thing they had always had in common.
His hands clung to Kisame's shirt and his tongue pressed forward, only to be forced back into his mouth as the kiss was completely dominated by Kisame. He was so focused on the kiss that he did not notice the hand until it cupped him firmly where the hard-on still raged. Holding back the orgasm was an impossible feat even if he had not been taken aback by the sudden touch.
Pleasure rushed through his bloodstream, focusing in his balls before exploding outward. He cried out in ecstasy and bit down hard on Kisame's lower lip as wave after wave erupted from him and into the material of his boxers. If felt as if the orgasm was never going to stop. He could not have that much cum to expel, and yet it kept coming. The continuous squeezing of Kisame's hand did not help as it drew out the pulses until he felt as if he was still contracting, but had nothing to release.
"Stop," he whimpered against his lips and only received a grunt before the material of his trousers was opened and a hand darted inside to rub over his highly sensitive penis.
Kisame's hand extracted itself and lifted to smear some of the semen on Itachi's lips only moments before kissing him again. Their tongues danced together and it felt as if they had never had a time of separation. A part of his mind rebelled at this, but his body refused to allow him to halt it before being completely immersed in everything that was Kisame, even with Haku only a room away, he still could not get enough of his former lover.
"You certainly work fast."
Haku's voice tore him from the haze enveloping him and he ripped himself from Kisame's arms to stare at where Haku stood. "Haku..."
"Dinner is ready."
Itachi pushed away from Kisame and grabbed Haku by the arm. "I'm sorry. I don't know what happened."
Haku sighed and shook his head. "You're so difficult, Itachi. You humans don't understand anything."
Itachi frown and tightened his grip on Haku's arm. "Haku..."
"I knew you and Kisame would go well together. No other being would know sexual attraction better than an incubus or succubus. I could smell it on both of you." A dimple appeared at the corner of Haku's mouth when his lips twitched. "But I suppose now that Kisame has jumped the gun, dinner will have to wait."
Haku moved toward the sofa, taking Itachi and pushing him down before settling himself at his side. Kisame remained standing, his pale eyes gleaming in the light of the lamp. He appeared massive in the room, muscles bulging where he stood with his arms folded across his chest. Confusion, personal shame, want, all these emotions barreled through him as he tried to make sense of what was going on. He could still taste his cum on his lips where Kisame had smeared it before kissing him senseless.
"I don't like you being alone when I need to go feed. Your human mind is having trouble with what I have to do. I knew this would happen, but I was still selfish and demanded it of you anyway without considering your feelings. I know of your past with Kisame and how...you feel." Haku frowned, his eyes darting back and forth as if he were searching for the appropriate words to explain his thoughts. "What do you know of Other relationships?"
Itachi shook his head. "I assume they are like any other relationship."
Kisame chuckled and Haku smiled. "In a way. Some Others are like animals. Werewolves, when they find their one true mate, it is a forever sort of bond. They can't even become aroused by others. Incubi and succubae rarely have any sort of long term relationships. When succubae want children, they search out an incubus and they remain together until she conceives. Then, there are the rest. We aren't bound by humanity's rules. Polyamorous relationships are not uncommon. We understand that the needs are not always able to be met by a single lover. While it is not frowned upon, some seek out their needs in temporary relationships, but more often, a third or even forth individual is brought into the relationship in a more permanent arrangement."
Itachi swallowed and flicked his gaze to Kisame before returning it to Haku. "Go on."
"Humans are...well, it's hard to describe what they are. You are raised with this restrictive morality. I cannot say if it is wrong or right, but many times it leaves you feeling as if something is missing. It's why partners stray from their given partner or why a husband or wife might feel unsatisfied in a marriage. Others don't have such limitations. We are willing to share our partners with others, and our selves. I can't give you everything you need. I can't stop feeding and you need someone who can help you overcome this frustration you feel when you fixate on where I am and what I am doing. Kisame can do that for you. You want him, what just happened is evidence enough."
Haku's eyes darkened and he leaned forward to press his lips against Itachi's ear. "I heard you say his name."
Itachi's eyes went wide and he pulled back to stare at Haku. "How?"
"Most Others have enhanced senses to some degree. The species determines how strong. Your bouncer, Naruto, I would imagine he can hear very well. He can probably filter out all the sounds he doesn't want to hear as well. It's probably helps with his job."
"It doesn't bother you?"
"That another man came into our bed? It only bothers me that you didn't tell me or that I had to bring us together." Haku trailed fingers down Itachi's cheek, only stopping when he reached the area above his heart. "Do you want him?"
Itachi's gaze shifted from Haku to where Kisame stood. He saw his former lover shift into attention and stare intently at him, waiting for his response. "What if I said no?"
Kisame glanced at Haku before returning his gaze. "Then I would leave and that would be the end of it. Haku and I are willing, but if you are not, there is no point in trying to convince you. I know you, Itachi. You know your own mind and how far you are willing to go. I won't push you anymore than I already have. The choice is yours."
"We aren't human, Itachi, but you are. We want you to be comfortable and at peace. If that is only with me or only with Kisame, then we will abide by that, but I truly think we could be happy together. Kisame can give you something that I can't, and he can give me things that you can't. A relationship like we propose is not simply sharing each other, but a complete union with three souls instead of two."
"I don't..." Itachi frowned, unable to complete the sentence. He didn't want to say no to having Kisame. He missed his former lover. But, his mind could not wrap around what they proposed. How could they so easily be willing to share their bodies, and him, with one another as if it was nothing? They couldn't have any sort of feeling for each other as they hadn't met but a few times briefly.
"What about the two of you?"
Haku started and cocked his head to the side. "I don't understand?"
"You act as if this is about all of us, but what about the two of you? You can't have feelings for each other. Have you even spoken more than a handful of times?"
"We aren't emotionally attached beyond simple sexual attraction yet, but I would be a fool not to find Kisame attractive." Haku smiled and continued to stroke Itachi's arm. "You are the glue that binds us until we develop such. This is for you, Itachi. We offer this to you."
"And if you don't develop feelings?"
"I don't think you have to worry about it. The emotional will follow the physical."
Kisame moved forward and knelt before Itachi. "Tell me what to do, Itachi. Do you still want me? In your life? In your bed? Tell me if I should leave now, because I can't stand waiting and wanting like this."
He took his hand in his before Itachi could protest and pressed it to the hard bulge beneath jeans. "Can you feel how much I want you? I never stopped wanting you. Everyone I took to my bed after you were placeholders. You're the only one I want every day. So please, tell me now. Do you want me?"
Itachi closed his eyes and swallowed at the sight of pure love and lust displayed for him on Kisame's face. They had grown apart, or had it truly just been a matter of them both missing something from their relationship as Haku hypothesized? He could not deny that his body hungered for what they offered. There was no doubt he was aroused by the imagery of having both of them with him in bed, Kisame's hard and powerful body and Haku's sleek and limber form. He wanted them both.
"I want you," he admitted. "But I..."
"I will never abandon you, Itachi," whispered Haku against his cheek. "I want you. I need you. I will never force you to choose between us. One day I will feel deeply for Kisame just as I do for you, but it will never stop me from feeling what I feel for you. You want me despite what I have to do to survive, and you still desire me. For an incubus, to be wanted for more than sex is the greatest gift I could have been given. What we have started with sex, can you think of any reason why more could not develop?"
Kisame nodded his head in agreement, remaining quiet as the moment stretched out between them. His gaze never left the two of them, startling and unchanging. He did not try to touch Itachi, instead merely sat in his crouch and waited for a response to the positive or negative.
"I can't say I don't want you, Kisame. That was made perfectly clear tonight. I just don't know how this will work."
Haku smiled and pressed forward to kiss along Itachi's jaw and to his lips. "How about a trial run? Starting tonight, we can try things and see how they go."
"Is this just about sex?"
Kisame shook his head and fell to his knees, pressing his face into Itachi's lap. "I would be happy just being with you, even if I were never allowed to touch you again."
Itachi had never seen this side of Kisame, the part that simply wanted to be with him even if all he was allowed was a place at his side. It created a pain in his chest that would not stop and before he realized what he was doing, he was drawing Kisame's face from his lap and kissing him gently. His tongue darted out and flicked over his lower lip before pressing inside and tracing each of the sharp teeth. He felt Haku smile against his shoulder and begin to press kisses wherever he could reach.
"I've missed you," he whispered against Kisame's lips.
Kisame shuttered and parted his lips wider as Itachi once more began kissing him. Their breath began to pick up and he felt Haku shift beside him before drawing his lips from Kisame and to his. "Share," he purred before claiming his mouth.
There was only a pause before Kisame pressed Itachi's thighs apart and settled between them, kissing and nuzzling the skin of his abdomen where his shirt was pushed up. His breath caught in his throat and a moan escaped before he could halt it. Two sets of lips were devouring him, slowly driving him insane. The touches were not rushed, but it was more sensation than he was accustomed to and he was barely able to keep himself from coming at that very moment.
"God," he gasped as his lips parted from Haku's.
"No, we would be considered closer to the devil than God."
Kisame chuffed out a sound where his lips were sucking just to the right of Itachi's navel. "I'm sure most of the humans in this world believe it to be so."
"I'm not most humans," he growled upon finally gaining some control over his body.
Kisame grinned and gave a final lick to the mark he had created. "No, you are most definitely not."
His face grew serious while gazing at Itachi. "Tell me the truth, Itachi, is this what you want to happen? I can leave if you wish it."
The thought of Kisame leaving was inconceivable. Not now. He did not want him to leave now. His heart had already been snared, even before tonight. The words came even before he considered the repercussions of them. "Stay."
Relief was the only word that could describe the look spreading across Kisame's face. The palms of his hands flatten against his stomach and pressed into the flesh of his skin, heating everywhere they touched. Itachi shuddered at the touch and then gasped as those sharp, shark-like teeth undid he button and pulled down the zipper of his trousers to free the newly aroused flesh. Any apprehension of having a mouth full of shark teeth on his dick fled as the warmth of Kisame closed around them. He was surprisingly gentle and careful as he devoured Itachi.
Haku was not a silent partner in the action. His hands were working quickly to pull Itachi's shirt from his body and laving attention on the flesh of his chest and neck and lips. Itachi's entire body felt like one giant nerve, being activated and aroused with each touch. He could not keep up with the sensations roiling through him.
His clothes were quickly discarded and soon he found himself lying on the plush rug with a dual pair of lips driving him insane. When he thought he could not grow any more aroused, Haku moved from touching him to kissing Kisame. His slender hands drew Kisame's face from his cock and then began to devour him as if he was the most delicious dessert he had ever eaten. The knowledge that Kisame's lips tasted like his cock had him reaching down to tighten his palm around the base of his shaft to stop the sudden need for release.
Haku released Kisame's lips and smiled sweetly at Itachi. "Do you like watching, Itachi?"
With a deft movement, his nimble fingers had Kisame's jeans open and his cock in his mouth before either man could blink. The sight of Kisame's large cock being devoured by Haku's talented lips was nearly more than he could stand. Thick dribbles of cum oozed from the opening at the head of his dick and over his fingers. His gaze darted to Kisame, who's head was thrown back and his lips pulled back to reveal clenched teeth.
"Fuck," he whispered, unable to take his eyes from them. His lover was sucking off another man and it was the most erotic visual he had ever seen, burning itself into his mind.
"A delightful idea," purred Haku as he pulled back from the girth of Kisame and sat back with a thoughtful expression. "But how?"
"Itachi does like to watch," answered Kisame with a growl and Haku smiled in understanding.
"Then, we should give him something to watch."
And watch he did as Kisame immediately turned Haku so that his ass was presented to Itachi. His fingers pressed inside the supple hole and began to finger fuck him in slow pushes. Haku groaned and began moving his hips in a mimic of the act. Itachi was speechless as he watched the two of them, eyes unable to pull away from where thick digits speared inside and opened him.
"You're a voyeur, Itachi. You like watching. Do you want to take Haku or do you want to watch?" The low rumble of Kisame's voice was just as arousing as the scene being played out before him. "Tell me what you want."
Haku looked over his shoulder at Itachi, eyes pleading for a decision as a hand darted beneath his body to stroke at his erection. Long dark hair fell free from the loose tie and curtained his body in dark, silken locks. His eyes cried out for release.
"Take him, Kisame."
Kisame's lips parted in a grin and he forced Haku to turn and face Itachi's voyeuristic eyes before mounting him from behind with only saliva to ease the way. Grunts and groans filled the living room as Kisame pounded into Haku with more force than was natural. Itachi was panting along with them, his own ass clenching with need just as his cock throbbed in tandem. There had never been a more sensual sight and he nearly came from watching the act. He wanted, he wanted them both badly; his previous blocks tossed away.
Kisame's wild eyes ghosted over him before nudging Haku close and tugging Itachi's thighs wide so that they could both settle between them with Haku's penis pressed firmly against Itachi's girth. Everyone groaned as the pounding began again.
It was hard and violent. Haku began to practically gnaw at his lips. The slap of skin against skin and the faint sound of a cock plowing into a sheath filled the space. Haku was nearly screaming and his pleasure was bleeding into both of them as the faintest trace of pheromones filled the air.
Itachi knew that the pheromones were not as potent on Others, but they were still affected to some degree and the increase in the pounding pace was proof enough that Kisame was not completely immune to them. Itachi groaned as blood continued to pool in his cock and leaned up to kiss Haku's lips, sighing as he tasted him. Their tongues dueled while their bodies rocked together, powered by Kisame and their own lusts.
Being human, he was the first to reach completion, his body contracting and spilling out thick spurts of semen between their bodies. Haku quickly followed, crying out his pleasure and clinging desperately to Itachi. A grunt from Kisame came soon afterward and they all collapsed in a pile on the floor. The pounding of their hearts and the thick scent of musk filled the air.
Kisame withdrew from Haku and pressed forward so to press his brow to Itachi's. "Are you alright?"
"Yes."
Itachi stared into Kisame's eyes, odd though they were. Those eyes were quickly becoming beautiful to him and he could not look away. He felt Haku press against him and sigh, but continued to meet Kisame's gaze. "How long will this last," he finally asked.
"As long as I draw breath," answered Kisame. "You know what sort of male I am. I won't leave until you tell me to, just as before."
Itachi recalled when he had finally ended things with Kisame. Though the decision was agreed upon by both, Kisame had not left until Itachi had asked him to. It seemed that now would be the same, and unlike before, he did not want him to leave. He wanted his hard body pressed against him just as Haku was. He wanted to be sandwiched between their bodies, completely enveloped in both of them.
Could he truly be happy with two men? He had never thought himself someone capable of sharing his affections. Everything seemed all or nothing to him, but given how short lived his previous relationships had been, excluding the one with Kisame, he wondered just what was missing. It was not something he could explain or verbalize, but laying here with Kisame and Haku, their bodies creating a cocoon of warm, he felt more at peace than he ever had. Haku challenged the way he approached a relationship and Kisame stabilized him.
"You're thinking loudly, Itachi."
He smiled and pressed his face into Kisame's chest while Haku nuzzled his lips to the back of his neck. "I don't know how to..."
"Don't try to analyze our relationship, because it will drive you mad." Kisame took his chin between fingers and forced Itachi to meet his gaze. "I will stay with you for as long as you need me to, but what I feel for you won't stop. You don't have to tell me how you feel, because I know you aren't the sort to speak of your emotions."
Relief spilled through him and he pressed all the closer to Kisame. "Thank you."
With Haku pressed to his back and Kisame pressed to his chest, he felt surprisingly complete. He was beginning to doze in his contentment when Haku finally shifted away and began pulling on his discarded clothes.
"Ready for our cold dinner?"
They moved to the kitchen, clothes decidedly rumpled. The domestic scene playing out before him seemed very nearly perfect with Haku complaining about reheating the dinner and Kisame pulling down plates from the cabinet. Maybe there was something to what Haku said about needing more than one person to complete each other. Perhaps this threesome thing could really work, because in that moment, he could not imagine the three of them not being together.
The End.