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Maki always did double the amount when it came to their training routine. With the exception of running laps around the school, which she preferred keeping pace with the other two just to stay as a group, that was just a rule she set for herself. If the goal was 100 push-up, she did 200; 50 crunches, well that meant 100. Right now she’s was around the 120 mental count on sit-ups, to her left she could hear Shuichi grunt lower numbers in the 40’s out loud, admittedly he was getting better even if he set his pace a little slower.
And to her right…
She thought she heard Kaito counting as well, but quick glance told her he absolutely was not exercising along with them. In fact, his arms were resting under his head with one leg propped up leisurely on his knee with his gaze staring up into the night sky. Maki would have loved to just admire his handsome profile if she’s wasn’t internally ready to berate him for skipping out on training route he started in the first place. Again!!
“Kaito.” She said, mid-sit-up with a sharp glare directed at him. His eyes glanced over at her lazily, but instantly tensed up when he realized he was in trouble.
“Haha, sorry, just needed a quick breather. Ah, now where was I…” he mumbled before jumping back into position, seeming to get back into routine with more fervor, but she knew it was only because she was watching. Maki let out sharp breath through her nose, deciding it was better just to go back to her own work out. A quick glance again to her left, she met eyes with Shuichi, who was giving her a sheepish look like he was also in trouble, but he kept his own pace of sit-ups.
200 counted; Maki took a deep breath as she laid back in the grass for just a moment, then she picked herself up, dusting herself off while looking down at the other two boys. Shuichi has just literally finished his last one, the moment he did he just flopped backwards, arms sprawled and dress shirt clinging to his chest, taking deep almost panting breathes to catch up. Kaito, meanwhile, was at least still doing sit-ups, but he didn’t seem to put any effort into them, maybe accomplishing half of Shuichi’s count. As soon as he noticed his sidekicks had finished he stopped, stretching his back out and going back into his lounging position.
“Whew, well, bout ready to call it a night?” Kaito mentioned casually, as if he also had put in as much work as they had.
“A-Ah, I guess… what time is it?” Shuichi asked, still laying prone, eyes closed. Neither of them made a move to pull out their Monopad; Maki had left hers in her room anyway since it was kind of cumbersome to pack while working out.
“Time doesn’t matter, what does matter is we each got in a hard workout in—“ Kaito started to reply in a safe manner, but Maki quickly cut him off.
“I don’t think so.” Even Shuichi popped his head up as both boys looked at her, her arms crossed giving an obvious displeased tone. She steeled her gaze at Kaito, “One of us didn’t put in nearly enough work.”
“Eh?” Even Kaito’s cute, dumb look wasn’t going to save him this time.
“You heard me.” She said curtly. “How many sit-ups did you do?” The side glance and silence told her all she needed to know. “So you’re not done here.”
Shuichi sat back up, enough to be able lean back on his arms and watch the two careful to see what direction this was going to take. Kaito also flung himself up in a smooth motion, now cross legged with an elbow resting on one need and his head leaning on that hand, meeting Maki’s glare with a challenging smile. “Well, if that’s what Maki Roll thinks,” She bristled at the nickname, “Then what should I do to make up for it?”
Maki let out a huff, closing her eyes to think, tapping fingers on her arm. There were a lot of options after all.
“First, you’re going on a run, back to the dorms and get us some fresh clothes and shower supplies.” She instructed while reaching for her dorm key, she motioned to Shuichi to do the same.
“That all?” Kaito replied, catching Maki’s key when she tossed it to him, Shuichi more politely just handing his over.
“Then,” she very pointedly continued, “I’ll expect you to wash both of us, and you better not half ass it.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He stood up, quickly dusting off and standing directly in front of her, even being a head taller it was very obvious who was calling the shots. “I can’t stand to disappoint my sidekicks now can I?” Maki simply answered with a slap to his ass, resulting in a comedic yelp and jump in surprise. “Alright alright, I gotcha.” He used to momentum to start walking back towards the dorms.
“I said run!”
And with Maki’s shout he bolting into a run.
Though she couldn’t help but give a little smile, especially when she heard Shuichi’s light chuckle. She turned to the detective, offering a hand out to him, which he gladly took, helping him up of the ground.
“You know, he does this on purpose.” He said casually after he dusted himself off as well.
“Yeah, I know.” Recrossing her arms, she watched Shuichi start to unroll his sleeves where he had pushed them up out of the way, smartly leaving behind his uniform jacket. Offhand Maki wished she had something else other than her school uniform to do anything in, but guess she’d just keep making due.
“He likes it when you’re assertive.”
She didn’t answer, this was partially her fault after all. Of course Kaito was always one to slack off, definitely not following what he preached, til one night he teased that maybe she should punish him for his laziness. And oh did she, following him back to his dorm room and riding his ass so hard that it didn’t take being an Ultimate Detective for Shuichi to figure out what had happened. Funny enough, Maki remembered he’d looked a little envious at the limp Kaito was sporting that day, still unsure if it was because he wanted to cause it or he wanted it to be him. Regardless the two made their way to the pool, knowing the gym locker rooms were somehow still off limits during nighttime but the pool shower rooms were not. Not that Maki was going to complain cause they have tried fitting three people in one of the dorm showers, and no it doesn’t work no matter how many times Kaito claims it will. It works out in the end; the pool showers are much larger with benches and everything, and Maki doesn’t mind going in the men’s shower room if it’s only the three of them.
Once arriving, the two of them have a quick look over the pool on the off chance someone was inside, same for the showers until they were confident they were alone, Maki giving a stretch and an sigh while locking the door. Shuichi gave her a quick look that seemed like he was going to ask about the door, but she gave a silent glance back that said Kaito can just knock when he gets here. He shrugged and sat down on the one of the benches, starting to take his shoes off.
“So, did you have a particular plan?” Shuichi asked as Maki sat down next to him to follow suit, carefully sliding her thigh highs down to fold neatly and stick in each shoe.
“Hmm.” She started to ponder, letting her legs and toes stretch out now that they weren’t so confined. It was a very obvious difference between her two lovers; Kaito was as spontaneous in the bedroom as he was out, but Shuichi like to have at least a good plan ahead, even if he was excellent at improv. Maki was somewhere in between, with how she is so meticulous with everything else in her life it was nice to enjoy the detours as long as everyone made it to the same destination.
Speaking of destination, the showers were calling out to her, having lived in some of the worst conditions growing up, showering was absolute a luxury she had come to love. She began to make quick work of removing and folding her uniform, taking note how Shuichi was taking a slower pace with his buttons to watch her. Top and bra removed, she stood up, back turned to the detective while she unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor just so she’d have to bend over to retrieve it, glorious ass on display only covered by that tiny bikini bottom she was given as underwear. She used to hate them considering they did very little to hide what was under her skirt, but with how many times one or both her boyfriends would lovingly pull them down just enough to let her cock out to worship it with strings still around her hips, well, she’d grown to enjoy them more. Ah, but she was getting distracted again, she should be planning Kaito’s very appropriate punishment.
“He’s definitely going to put in some work.” She turned back toward Shuichi, obviously caught staring at her ass but she paid it little mind, simply now making work of taking her twin tails out. “We could easily double team him, if you’ve got the energy for it.”
“I can manage.” He answered, sliding his button up off his shoulders to fold it. While he stood up to work on his pants it gave Maki plenty of time to admire her other partner’s body. Shuichi didn’t have muscle like the other two but he was starting to show a little definition, already having a rather gangly build, but amazing hips, admittedly Maki was a little jealous off, even if she did at least get to savor on him. She gazed over every inch of pale skin reveled while his pinstriped pants fell to the ground, plaid boxers already starting to fill out in the shape of his surprisingly thick cock already starting to harden with excitement. She didn’t feel envy there at least, feeling her own push against her small cut panties.
Combining the two scrunches together, she pulled her long hair, twisting it into a high bun to keep it out of the way and out of the water. “Would you mind starting the showers then?”
Shuichi gave a smile and a nod, then took a step toward her, eyes looking at her as if to ask a questions. She simply gave a smile back and leaned in, letting him give a kiss to her cheek before padding off to the showers. Neither were ever brazen with their public signs of affection, they both had Kaito for that, but little small things like chased kisses and tracing fingers over one’s thigh were always welcome. Maki blamed the chill from the locker room and the sweat on her body that she was getting goosebumps.
Speaking of Kaito…
A quick count of three knocks (more like bangs on the hollow metal door) was their sign that one of them was at the locked door. Maki quickly made her way to it, noting the shades of purple and white on the other side of the frosted window matched who they were waiting for. Not even bothering to cover herself up, she unceremoniously opened the door, revealing the out of breath astronaut huffing as he carried a stuffed duffel bag over one shoulder. At least he took her serious enough to run the whole way it seemed. Once he realized the door was open he looked in, a flushed shocked expression when it dawned on him his girlfriend was standing in front of him practically naked, but a smirk quickly grew on his lips. “I thought this was supposed to be a punishment, so I get an early reward for being so quick?”
Maki just rolled her eyes and moved out of the doorway, “Just get in here…”
And with a shit eating grin Kaito did just that, making his own way to the benches while Maki relocked the door, Shuichi poking his head around the corner of the showers before ducking back in to finish adjusting the water. Unceremoniously dumping the bag on the bench, Kaito let himself sit as well, using his arms to lean back with his legs splayed out while he caught his breath. Maki padded over to him, arms crossed over her chest like she was trying to cover herself but more was just an act to assert dominance, easily standing between the astronaut’s legs. “So you did actually run.”
“Of course I did, you think I wouldn’t?” He huffed, but there was no malice, only a hint in his tone that he was looking for praise. His gaze kept wondering, and why wouldn’t it with Maki standing oh so tempting and so close in nothing but her underwear and knowing his other sidekick was not far off in the same state of dress or less, but she quickly reeled him in with a hand tugging his chin upward so he could meet her eye to eye in what she hoped was a stern expression.
“You don’t exactly have the best track record, that’s why we’re here.” She said, letting her thumb stroke his goatee, much like he would do when he was lost in thought. Now she couldn’t tell if his heavy breathing was from the exercise or something else.
“So, what next.” He challenged her, almost a doe eyed look on his face that read she could do anything to him and he’d let her.
“You can start with Shuichi first. After all, he’s been much more well behaved then you.” Maki let his chin go, taking a few steps back to let Kaito stand back up from the bench, already kicking off his shoes and about to make quick work peeling his t-shirt off, it already clung to him making for a nice view, but now that it was completely unobstructed, woof… Making a small pile next to the others nicely folded uniforms Maki also commented before Kaito could reach for his belt, “And at least fold your clothes.” He huffed, but with a smile, picking the shirt back up to fold, then finally back getting to his pants. Maki was more than fine with supervising, she had to make sure his clothes were folded properly, right? Once he was down to just his star-patterned boxers he faced her again, at first a questioning look, asking what to do next, but his eyes were wandering too.
“A little striptease got you that excited, you’re going too easy on me Maki Roll.” He let out a little chuckle, the assassin felt her face heat up knowing she was getting harder by the moment, but kept her stern glare.
“You’re one to talk.” Pointing a finger right to his chest, she trailed it down, down the middle through his abs and hair leading to the elastic band of his underwear. The sharp intake of breath definitely didn’t escape her hearing as she dipped in to pull them away, taking just a peak at the coarse hair and glistening wetness that was clinging to his skin. “You haven’t gone near the showers, but you’re already soaked.
“Guilty.” He said sheepishly in tone, but definitely not sorry.
Maki let the waistband snap back, mildly amused at his flinch, “So, get back to work. I gave you an order.”
And with near perfect timing (or maybe he was there watching the whole time), she looked over to see Shuichi around the corner, an obvious blush on his pale skin. “The, uh, water’s ready whenever you two are.”
Kaito took that as the signal he needed to take his boxers off, hollering back at the detective, “Gotta finish stripping, sidekick! Unless you plan on showering in your underwear.” Shuichi gave a shocked, flustered look as if realizing he’d forgot to take them off and hastily did so while almost tripping if he didn’t have the wall to catch himself. Raising a hand up like a signal, Kaito gestured for Shuichi to toss them to him, which he did, very awkwardly. Nevertheless Kaito caught them with ease, then hanging them over his shoulder while he folded his own in half, doing the same with the other’s and laying them on top of their clothes pile. “Alright, Shu get ready, I’m gonna give you a good scrub down!”
“Alright alright…” Shuichi responded rather bashfully, even though you’d think he’d be more used to Kaito’s enthusiasm by now. Maki watched as the detective darted back around the corner with Kaito bounding right for him, the assassin just shaking her head with a brief laugh at her two boys. She decided to give them a moment alone while she removed her own underwear. She let out a little sigh when her half hard cock bounced out of its confinements, a little aggravated at herself and how she still wasn’t completely comfortable in her own skin, however turned on she was. She ignored those thoughts bubbling up, tossing the panties to the pile and turned her attention to the duffle bag Kaito brought, untouched where he left it and Maki just rolled her eyes again.
“Ugh, dummy…”
She unzipped the bag, taking note of three fresh uniforms, towels and an assortment of toiletries in a separate plastic carrying bag. She took a quick look at everything, all the soaps from the warehouse were packed in small travel sized bottles so there was multiple bottles of soaps and shampoos of each of their preferred scent; Shuichi’s idea to keep a bag together for all three of them for after workout showers convenience. And of course the bottle of lube hidden in there was Kaito’s idea, who else. Pulling the carry bag out by it’s convenient handle and grabbing the towels, Maki then made her own way to the showers. She could hear the sounds of the shower running, some mumbling and a little laughter echoing around the wall.
More importantly she caught the rather tasty sight of Kaito with his face buried in Shuichi’s neck with the two tangled in a tight embrace partially under the stream. She could tell by the detective’s flushed face and parted lips as he let out a small gasp that Kaito was doing something he liked. As much as she would love to watch any other day, there were other plans. A quick, loud clearing of her throat and the two boys separated, both looking at her like they had their hands had been caught in the cookie jar.
“Forgot something?” Maki dangled the bag on two fingers.
“Oops, got ahead of myself didn’t I?” Kaito rubbed the back of his head, the water slowly breaking his gelled hairstyle down. He left Shuichi back under the stream, who took the opportunity to properly get his own hair wet for washing, to take the bag from her, digging for the right bottle while Maki hung the towels up on hooks safely away from the spray. They had two showers running at once, which was fine the nozzles were close enough together they practically touched. Maki decided she’d take advantage of the empty one, letting the hot water run across her back while she watched Kaito get to work shampooing Shuichi’s hair.
The detective was more that enjoying the feeling of Kaito’s strong hands gently rubbing his scalp, closing his eyes and leaning his back just enough to keep the suds away from his face. He couldn’t help but let out a pleased sigh that echo in the room.
“Like that, sidekick?” Kaito spoke in a low rumble, obviously pleased with his handy work, fingers going lower to now rub at the tension in his neck.
“Mmm,” Shuichi hummed out, it was no secret how good the astronaut could be with his hands, they both knew from experience after all. “Ah, would it be appropriate to add a back massage to the, uh, sentence?”
“You don’t even have to ask that, I’d be glad too.” He responded, thumbs now starting to rub circles between his shoulder blades. Shuichi almost instantly melted into the touch.
“It’s not punishment if you’re the one enjoying it.” Maki called out, she had her hands on her knees, bending and stretching out so the stream hit right on her lower back, which felt heavenly.
“Well, better think of something harsher then.” Kaito responded with almost a little sing song tone to his voice, tapping Shuichi’s shoulder to tell him he could rinse out the shampoo. Then he padded over to grab another bottle from the bag, body wash this time, and a washcloth. “Cause you’re about to get the same treatment.”
Maki let out an amused sound, standing back up now, turning to let her front side soak up the warm stream. “That’s fine. Then enjoy being able to touch us while you can.”
Kaito didn’t respond, simply going back to his diligent work, the scent of chai and coconut filled the air as he started scrubbing Shuichi’s back with a good pressure. He couldn’t help the little pleasured groans as Kaito pushed into some of the knots, his other hand holding on the junction of his neck to let his thumb rub again into the slick skin. Maki could watch everything from this angle, enjoying Kaito’s concentrated gaze as he scrubbed with Shuichi’s pleasured expression enjoying the special treatment. Admiring how pretty and handsome her boys were, she could feel heat swelling inside, a feeling of fondness among other things.
Meanwhile Kaito began working on Shuichi’s chest, not turning him around instead letting him lean on his own broad chest and wrapping his arms around him, running both the washcloth and his other hand over flushed skin. Both of them enjoyed all the noises Shuichi was making; sighs, hums and even a giggle or two, seeing while he was more vocal than Maki he was much more embarrassed about things like this, it was very nice hear him when he wasn’t so self conscious about it. And with a good squeeze of his chest from the astronaut, Shuichi let out a rather loud and very delicious moan.
Kaito’s low rumble of a laugh was right in his ear, but clearly loud enough for Maki to hear over the water. “Wash him properly.” She told him.
“Right, right.” He replied, letting his hands travel lower, scrubbing gentle soapy circles along the way. Shuichi wasn’t sure what to do with his arms or hands at this point, so he stretched them up, placing this behind Kaito’s head, which not only let his own finger grip into his hair, it gave the astronaut more access to his sides and pulled the two closer together. “Feeling good there?”
“Yesssss…” Shuichi sighed, leaning a little more back while Kaito’s hands got dangerously close to his cock, standing well at attention even in the hot water. Rather than give it any proper attention though, Kaito just dipped his hands down over Shuichi’s hips, washing there gently while the shorter was left practically whimpering.
“Alright, almost done.” Kaito tapped on Shuichi’s arm to get him to release his grip, which he did reluctantly. He crouched down to get better access to the detective’s legs. “I need to you put your hands up on the wall , ok?” Shuichi did as instructed, knowing he needed the wall for support, while Kaito got to work on his legs. He started bottom up this time, bending one leg at the knee he could wash the detective’s feet, thumbs digging into the tired soles for a moment before give more attention to his calves. Shuichi leaned into his arms, turning his head to face Maki, still silently watching them, and gave her a dopey, but loving grin.
“He-He’s doing a good job so far.” He hummed, Maki gave a smile back then stepped closer, leaning against the wall next to him.
“I’m glad, you’ve earn a little special treatment.” She said, reaching a hand up to cup his cheek lovingly, thumb swiping away a few dark stands of wet locks from his face. Shuichi gave another sign, between Maki’s little gestures and Kaito’s dedicated scrubbing and massaging he was practically a melting mess. Maki lamented having to turn her attention away from the sweet detective, but looking downward did give her an equally satisfying view as she tapped a foot against Kaito’s knee to get his attention. And oh, him looking up at her from this angle on his knees with an expression that just read like he was a big puppy who wanted to please both of them, that definitely didn’t send a pleasurable shiver down her spine. “I think that’s enough though, we’ll be here all night if you keep with that pace.”
“I don’t think that would be such a bad thing.” Kaito quipped, but still stood up, quickly rinsing the left over suds off himself and ringing the washcloth out, hanging it up and going to get a fresh one. “Wait, were you going to wash your hair today?”
“Tomorrow.” She responded, staying leaned on the wall while Shuichi managed to pry himself off it to properly rinse off. She has so much of it, it was honestly a pain to take care off, but as long as she gave it a good brushing she could live with washing it every other day. Good thing she had two boyfriends to help her with that task.
“Aright then.” Kaito picked up her bottle of body wash and returned back to the water, once partially under the second shower he beckoned Maki into his arms, the assassin just rolling her eyes but walking to him nonetheless. A mistake on her part; she was immediately wrapped up in a tight hug.
“Hey!” She shouted with almost a squeak. Kaito simply gave a big, loving laugh, even Shuichi gave a small giggle from her reaction. “Who said you could do that?”
“Hmmmm, but I haven’t even got to hug you yet!” He whined, but almost more teasing than anything. She heard the click behind her of the bottle opening, at least he was still planning on washing, kind of… She felt the soapy cloth hit right on her lower back and an equally soapy hand grabbed right under her ass, sounding out a loud eep that trailed into the tiniest whimper. “And you did say to enjoy touching you while I could.”
She wanted to pout and grumble but she couldn’t deny how good his hands felt on her. Scrubbing her lower back while squeezing her ass both in a massaging manner felt even better then just relaxing in the hot water. It was fine, she could let him indulge a little with her too… She still let out a grumble, but let her eyes close while his hands slid to her front, the soft scent of linen mixing with the spiced scent from Shuichi’s soap while she let Kaito do his work. He kept their hips closer together, letting Maki rub herself gently on his thigh while his hands went farther up, now squeezing and playing with her petite breasts. She could hear him letting out a low groan of his own, knowing the thing he got off on the most was being able to touch and love on his partners. Yeah, maybe she could let him go a little longer.
But just as soon as his hand started to go back to her hips the pressure disappeared. Confused, Maki opened her eyes, looking down to see a second (third?) pair of hands had caught hold of Kaito’s wrists, pulling them off her hips.
“You’re getting too handsy again.” Shuichi’s voice was low, slightly muffled where he was leaning on Kaito’s back, perfect height to leave kisses on the astronaut’s neck but he held back. Kaito let out a guilty noise, but internally Maki just sighed. It was too easy to get just so lost in whatever Kaito could give them, but that wasn’t what they were for here for today. Well, at least she knew how Shuichi felt not too long ago, maybe he was just paying her back the favor of not getting overwhelmed.
Kaito then hummed and nodded, Shuichi letting his hands go, moving his own to rest on Kaito’s hips, staying behind him while he let him get back to work, soapy cloth running back up to Maki’s neck, then scrubbing each arm with a gentle pressure. Once he finished the upper half, he made the motion to get on his knees again. “So, after this, what’s next, hm?”
Maki, who didn’t move from her spot, stared back at him as he looked up at her, starting to scrub one of her thighs. It wasn’t lost on her that her dick was only inches from his face, besides all that grinding earlier he hadn’t touched it directly, and how tempted was it to just shove herself right into his very willing mouth, even if that was a bad idea with all the soap on her right now. She shook the thought out of her head, then looking over Kaito’s shoulder to see Shuichi was in no better condition than her, a new idea popped in her head. “You still haven’t washed yourself yet.”
“Hm?” Kaito’s gaze darted back to his work, now getting to her other leg. “No, but I thought…”
“You thought?” Maki responded when he trailed off.
“I figured you two would, well—“ He mumbled with a little disappointment in his voice.
“And you think you’ve earned that?” She said with a stern tone. He looked back up at her, puppy eyes and all. “No, wash your own self first, then we’ll see.”
He nodded, the two letting him stand to quickly rinse the leftover soap off himself, then left to retrieve his own bottle of soap and shampoo. While watching, Maki took care of rinsing herself as well, Shuichi sticking his hands in the water to get the bits of bubbles that had stuck to him too. Kaito was getting back in the water, starting the laborious process of getting the gel from his hair, when Maki got another devious idea, and this one she planned on going through.
“Hm, Shuichi?” The detective looked up at her, she beckoned him closer with a finger and a coy smile. He stepped closer, Maki slide a hand into his wet locks an pulled him into a deep kiss, one they both hummed loudly into, obviously not for them but a certain naughty spaceman who’s officially lost touching privileges.
“Hey…” They could hear him mutter, but Maki didn’t even give a glance his direction.
“That doesn’t sound like scrubbing.” She backed away just enough to speak, leaving Shuichi with parted lips trying to catch his breath with a whimper. Her other hand started to trail down his chest, in between where they we pressed together, and grip their cocks into a lazy, languid stroke, more for show than anything but that didn’t stop the lovely noises that Shuichi started making, and the own pleasant signs Maki let out at the touch. She could barely make out the whimpering huff just beside her, along with the vigorous splashes of water that told her Kaito was trying to finish washing as quickly as he could. “And don’t rush. You took your sweet time with us, you have to do the same.”
Maki gave Shuichi’s lips a little nip while the detective let his hands dip to her lower back. “I-It’s only fair, r-right?” Shuichi managed to gasp out, pulling the two closer together just in an attempt to get more of that sweet friction.
“Mm, that’s right,” she coo’d in that gentle way that only her boys got to see. “Good boys like you who do their work get rewards.” Maki kept slowly stoking while she finally looked over at Kaito, hands were frozen to his hair as he paused shampooing to watch, eyes very focused on her hand. Once he realized he was caught staring he instantly looked away, going back to scrubbing like nothing happened. Maki gave a little knowing smirk before turning her attention back on Shuichi. She just noticed the little purple mark at the base of his neck, giving a laugh before diving in to bite just below it.
“A-Ahh Maki—haaah!” He gasped, head leaning back to give her better access. She could feel him shiver against her, it just made her suck along his neck harder, leaving many more of her own marks. Her hums and Shuichi’s loud noises echoed along with the pouring water.
“Hm, you’re not allowed to touch yourself there yet.” She caught a side glance and the small gasp Kaito had let out, whimpering out expletives knowing he was caught again. Satisfied with the new marks she left, Maki gave themselves one more squeeze, letting Shuichi pant at the lack of touch. “There’s a bottle left in the bag,” She whispered to him, “Can you get it for me?” The detective gave an enthusiastic nod, getting a steady breath before going to his task.
That just left Maki to turn her full attention to someone else.
“Well, since you can’t seem to do it yourself without someone supervising you the whole time.” She walked towards Kaito, just now rinsing the shampoo from his hair, putting a hand on his chest and giving him a stern, but sultry look, enjoying the look of anticipation on his face. “Or maybe you’re doing this on purpose again.”
“I, uh—“ he stuttered, “You two are distracting is all.”
“So? That sounds like a sorry excuse.” Pushing against him gently, she backed him up to the tile wall, letting out a sharp gasp when his heated skin hit the chilled surface. She decided to give him a similar treatment, the same hand trailed down slick skin, over the faint scars under his pecs and the trail of hair over his navel. He was a lot hairier then either of them, not like they mind, and Kaito seemed to take a lot of pride in that, plus there was an odd satisfaction when she let her fingers comb through the coarse hair over his groin. More importantly it didn’t take her long for said fingers to find his engorged clit, sliding it between two of of them.
“Fuuuuck, Maki Roll, you’re- hnn?” He sighed, practically griping the wall for support and tilting back into her touch, he didn’t even realize Maki’s other hand had reached up to his head until she thrust her thumb into his open mouth, pressing his tongue down.
“And, I don’t think you deserve to use cute nicknames until you’ve learned your lesson either.” She caressed his jaw gently, completely contrasting to the stern glare and the thumb holding his mouth open. She was weak for the lustful gaze, panting and whimpers from his open mouth, feeling him quiver on her fingertips, it almost made her forget about her earlier frustration. Almost.
The tap of something cold and plastic hit between her shoulder blades, followed by a light kiss on the back of her neck signaled her other boyfriend’s return. “I, ah, got what you wanted. Haha, d-do you think he needs it though?”
Letting Shuichi rest his head on her shoulder to watch, Maki dipped her fingers in just a little lower. Yeah, no joke he was practically dripping, stroking the slick folded just to tease. “It never hurts to be better prepared.”
“True…” Shuichi hummed softly, gaze turned downwards watching fervently as Maki’s fingers disappeared between Kaito’s thighs. He would probably be too embarrassed to admit it, but maybe he was a little bit of a voyeur… “You— you look very good like this…”
“He does.” Maki agreed, definitely not lost on the subtle hip motions as Shuichi rubbed himself on her ass, comparing it to Kaito in front of her doing everything to not just buck into her hand, look at him finally behaving. Admittedly she was getting antsy again too. “But he still need to stretch first.”
She finally took her hands off him, Kaito whimpering again at the lose, even his tongue was still lulled out trying to chase her thumb. “Mm, I d-don’t think that’s necessary—“ Kaito tried to respond, voice just a little rougher than it was earlier.
“I said,” Maki once again took the reins, taking the bottle from Shuichi and thrusting it into Kaito’s chest, “You need to stretch. Crouch down, on your toes, legs spread. I’ll have to watch and make sure you do it properly.”
“Y-Yes…” He spoke in practically a gasp, placing a hand over hers to take the bottle. Both Maki and Shuichi took few steps back to give him room, Kaito back off the wall slightly, using it to help him squat to the floor. Balancing on his toes just as instructed and leaning his back slightly on the wall for better balance, hands resting on his knees he spread his legs wide, leaving everything exposed with no shame but that didn’t stop the flushed expression he got. “Is— Is this good?”
“It’s a start.” She tried to respond calmly, but the obedient display was more that getting to her. Shuichi was definitely fairing worse behind her.
“M-Maki, I, uh—“ he started to ask quietly, almost too quietly.
“Hm, go on.” She coaxed him, glancing behind and shifting just enough to rub back against him.
“Ahh, I h-have, have a request.” He gasped out.
“Really?” She seemed a little surprised, considering she just assumed the detective would just follow along with whatever she had planned. “What is it?”
“I—“ He was stuttering again, but maybe he was also a little distracted considering he never let his gaze leave Kaito’s open legs. “W-Will you let me use your, um, thighs?”
“Oh?” Maki did raise her eyebrows up a little at that, but she definitely wasn’t complaining. Definitely not as the hint of a wicked smile graced her lips. “Well, I did promise you a treat. I think that’s a very good warmup.” She looked back down at Kaito, also surprised he hadn’t used the brief opportunity to sneak stroking his clit again, but it looked like he hadn’t done anything yet. “Then you’d better start,” her tone shifted sharply again, “I’m going to need that bottle back.”
Kaito nodded, a little bashful but still enthusiastically, clicking the lube bottle open to drizzle his own fingers liberally. While Maki snatched the bottle as soon as he was done, it left his other hand free to dart down and spread himself open, eager to dive two fingers into his hole. Letting out a relieved sigh, Kaito pressed harder against the wall while tilting his head back, just drinking in the small satisfaction of being filled with something, even if it was just his fingers. Not to mention it helped to keep his gaze upward, being treated to the absolute vision that was Maki rubbing a large amount of the slick liquid between her thighs with Shuichi eagerly peeking over his shoulder. Rather than thrusting his fingers deeper, he simply scissored them as far as he could, occasionally hooking them upward to hit against that spot that make his mouth gape open with pleasure, watching intently as the head of Shuichi’s cock peeked between the assassin’s perfect thighs.
“Haaah, t-thank you.” Shuichi sighed, pushing himself as close to Maki as he could, having to stand a little awkwardly to make up the small height difference, melting against her heated, warm skin. Maki gave a light chuckle, placing her hands over top of his as they rested on her hips, while she enjoyed the mere sensation of him thrusting his own hips against her.
“Of course, you’ve earned if after all.” She responded in a soft tone. It was a weird sensation for sure, somehow both boys were obsessed with her thighs, but the feeling of Shuichi’s desperate motions with him occasionally rubbing against her sensitive parts was very welcomed. “So needy…”
“Mmm, can’t help it… He, he got me all w-worked up, an-and you taking cha-arge is—” he whined. Yeah, needy and desperately turned on Shuichi was precious. Maki reached a hand back to card her fingers through his wet dark azure locks. With a low sigh, she rocked in time with his thrusts, playing up for their watching audience who was looking up at them like they were the most beautiful sight.
Well, not that Maki couldn’t say the same for her view…
Kaito was just as desperate below her, panting with his tongue threatening to hang loose like a dog’s. He was in every way acting like a big lovable puppy, trying his hardest to be obedient, only letting his thumb rub his dick just the tiniest bit while he had moved to stretching three fingers in, looking up with eyes just barely unfocused. His other hand was used to try and keep balanced where his thighs were starting to tremble, but he kept at it.
“You’re not doing too bad, Kaito.” Maki hummed as she watched him. It was really tempting to start stroking herself, letting her fingers tease the head just a little, but ultimately dipping further to play with Shuichi’s when it peaked out. Too tempting just to let herself cum all over the astronaut’s face with his mouth open and wanting like that. He’d let her too, hell, he would thank her. “I think—“, she had to get a steady breath before she got too lost in fantasy, “That’s enough of a warm-up.” Shuichi let out a small whine, but he did still with a deep shiver at her command.
“H-How do you…” he trailed off, arms bow around Maki’s waist as he tried to calm down with how close he gotten to getting off on her thighs alone.
Maki paused a moment, her own breathing had gotten heavier to match them, and she was getting a little impatient. “Grab one of the towels for me, time he owes us a real workout.”
Shuichi nodded just enough that Maki could feel it against her back, taking only a second to rinse off again and follow orders. Ignoring the slickness between her thighs, Maki took a step forward, Kaito still trying his best to keep still, hunched forward more now, but still trying to keep her gaze. He pulled his fingers out with a deep sigh, Maki only slightly distracted at they practically glistened with a combination of lube and his own slick, but he didn’t move yet, still giving a clear view of all that flushed skin.
“I hope you’re ready.” She called out to him, graciously offering a hand to help him up, which he gladly took with his free hand, standing on two shaking legs that Maki was more than determined to make unusable by the end of the night.
“F-Fuck, I’m so ready…” he let out in a low breath. “I can take you both easy.”
Another huff, he’s done it before so she didn’t doubt it. “It’s not supposed to be easy.”
“Y-Yeah? You know I’ve got the stamina to—“ Kaito started, cut off again when Maki reached to yank his head back. She could only reach to his neck, but she still had more then enough in intimidation as her teeth barely grazed his skin in a growl.
“I liked it better when I had you a panting mess at my feet. You did one thing I asked and now you think you’ve earned the right to be cute again?” She snapped.
“Ah, s-shit…” he just barely whispered, eyes shutting tight as she yanked harder to bare more of his neck. How tempted she was to just bite in to leave a matching mark just like he’d done to both of them. She’s not sure if he’s earned it yet.
“Maybe I should have punished you more, make you do squats with your hands tied back over a toy while I reward Shuichi even more and make you watch?” Maki said with a devious tone. She would love to see the astronaut bound, stuffed and desperately watching as she took Shuichi’s amazing ass for herself, or even the opposite she would gladly let him fuck her while they passionately kissed only slightly aware of their waiting audience. Damn, she should have planned for this a little better, it always took more prep then she realize for that…
Kaito’s low whimpering brought her back to the current scene. “That— that would be…”
“Torture?” Maki looked up, letting her grip loose enough so he could tilt his face back to her line of sight. It only took one look at his expression to know this was a man who had considered his consequences and decided to damn them.
“Really hot, actually.”
Dumbass, of course it would be hot.
“You’re missing this point again…” she huffed, again only playing up her frustrations as she was just as desperate. Quickly she stepped back from him, grabbing his arm to not so gently lead him to the benches, barely giving him time to run his sticky, slick hand though the water to rinse off. Shuichi was waiting for them, towel laid out on the bench where Maki lead Kaito, setting him on the edge, leaning over him and pushing him back so he laid only balanced on his arms. The detective watched and waited for Maki to give the next orders.
“I told you— I can handle whatever you dish out.” Kaito challenged her, knowing if he wasn’t going to be allowed to service them like he normally would, he would want them to treat him rough. He was always so gentle, loving but unrelenting to his lovers, that why he loved it when Maki would take charge, she would never go easy on him.
“Fine.” She started to rearrange them into the easier position, the bench tall enough to each her mid thigh, but still a little awkward for a conventional position for sex. Not that they couldn’t make it work, they always found a way. “I’ll hold you to that. Shuichi?” He jumped a little at the call of his name, no more antsy and desperate as he had been moments ago. “You can put his mouth to better use since he keeps wanting to run it.”
Shuichi nodded with fiercely flushed cheeks, meeting Kaito’s hungry gaze at him. Putting a knee up on the bench for balance, he held his throbbing cock in his hand just just for Kaito to happily take the tip in his mouth, almost rebalancing himself so he could get his arm around Shuichi’s hips to bring him closer before Maki quickly stopped him.
“No no, only with your mouth.” She hiked one of his legs up, more forcefully then she would normally just to make her point. Kaito did make a noise over it, but a quick side glance told her he would take that challenge , taking Shuichi down as far as he could reach.
“K-Kaito—!!” Shuichi shouted out, know he should have expected this, but still unprepared, grabbing the back of Kaito’s head just to keep him still. That hardly stopped him, instead working his tongue over him while letting out a pleased hum that left the detective shivering with pleasure. It only made Shuichi’s grip in his hair that much tighter. Maki could watch the two all night, but she had her own new goal. With one of Kaito’s legs pushed near parallel to his chest and the other hanging of the bench, it left plenty of room for her to slot herself right in between, getting an even closer view to his dripping wet hole hiding under coarse hair. She grabbed the lube bottle, mentally thanking Shuichi for remembering it and placing it conveniently nearby, pouring a fair amount on her palm to prepare herself. Once she gave her aching cock a few liberal strokes, she took what was left on her fingers to stroke his folds.
“Only making sure you actually did stretch.” She quipped when he made a frustrated whine while she dipped briefly inside him. Not like it was a rough fit, she wasn’t as big as Shuichi, and his pussy could take a pounding (Kaito’s own words, not hers). She didn’t tease long, she’s been waiting what felt like forever for this. Lining herself up, Maki let out a low moan and a curse as she sunk into him, Kaito in turn hummed and closed his eyes in bliss, reveling I’m being filled again while Shuichi slowly began thrusting into willing mouth.
“A-Ah, Ah! So good, so good—“ Shuichi babbled out in almost a whisper, practically petting Kaito’s head while he worked his way to nearly hitting the back of his throat. He might have been doing the motions but Kaito wasn’t just letting him do all the work, sucking and licking as he pulled in and out. He did make another noise, this time one to signal Maki to move. She shot him a look back, letting out a huff.
“Impatient.” She muttered, but it wasn’t like she was in a better state. He was just so— she felt like she was going to melt! Still, Maki gave a few rough thrusts, testing if she could keep up this position, but the low groan Kaito let out from his throat which in turn cause Shuichi to let out a lovely shaky moan just made her want to keep going. Soon they got a rhythm going; Maki starting to go harder which would force Kaito take even more of Shuichi down his throat, who was already a wreck thrusting erratically.
“Mn—hah, I, uh I’m close—“ Shuichi panted, looking over at Maki. “C-Can, can I—“
Maki nodded, then turned her gaze back to meet Kaito’s. “Be good and swallow for him.”
She definitely didn’t have to tell him twice. Kaito looked back up at Shuichi with loving eyes just in time to watch the detective’s expression spiral into pure pleasure, lips parted gorgeously while he tugged even tighter through his purple locks. Maki kept her own pace as she watched enamored as Shuichi’s hips stuttered and Kaito’s throat bobbed as he swallowed every bit of his seed. Shuichi kept him in place for just a moment as he caught his breath, staring back at him with unfocused adoration and gently stroking his cheek with his thumb. As he gently pulled himself out, lingering just long enough Kaito to lick him clean, Shuichi didn’t hesitate to lean down and pull his boyfriend into a deep kiss, tongue diving right in to meet his.
Maki held a breath in, eyes lidded, but focus on her two lovers passionately making out in front of her, all the while keeping pace. Normally she would play with his clit in tandem with her thrusts, but not this time, too focused on keeping balance in this position. Just the site of them though; the sounds of their moans, Shuichi’s breathy, higher pitched gasps mixing with Kaito’s low groans, she could only barely hear her own pants over focusing on them. The buildup to her climax was so quick it felt like just a spark and then suddenly she was barreling over, everything hot and pulsing as she plunged deep, stilling as she stuffed him full of her cum. She felt completely out of breath, more than any workout they possible could have, but with bone deep satisfaction that still left her shivering. Definitely the exact stress relief she needed…
She looked back up where she let her head droop down, meeting Kaito in a side glance while Shuichi had slowed down his frantic kissing. While Shuichi still was breathing heavy against his lips, Kaito couldn’t help the small chuckle as he turned his attention back to him. “Good?”
“Y-yeah…” Shuichi let out in quiet breath. “You?”
“Mm,” Kaito hummed, shifting his legs just slightly as Maki pulled out, thick cum dripping in strings between them. “That— that feels like a lot.”
“H-Hush…” Maki responded bashfully, eyes focused totally not on Kaito’s dopey grin, but on her mess oozing out. She wasn’t the only one staring, Shuichi finally looked down, now watching like a man starved as she dipped a finger in the slick mess, spreading and teasing over the astronaut’s dick. “Answer him back.”
“Ah, eh, y-yeah.” Kaito said with another laugh, trying his hardest not shake in reaction. “I, uh… still haven’t—“
“I can—“ Shuichi quickly cut in, “I can, c-clean up if you want.” They both looked at him, not surprised but more reverent, Shuichi’s gaze kept focusing below before he turned back to Kaito. “Please?”
“Shit, Shu…” Kaito whispered low, “Hm, you don’t need to ask me, but…” He glanced back over to Maki.
She gave a hint of a warmer smile towards them, “Yeah, if you really want to…”
Shuichi nodded almost a little too eagerly, fumbling from his spot to trade places. Maki gave a little chuckle, but easily slotted herself from between Kaito’s legs, the astronaut letting out a groan as stretched his leg back out. He scooted a little farther down on the bench, right up to the edge where Shuichi laid another towel down to kneel on, putting him at the perfect level to dive right in and return the favor.
“Oh— fuck, fuck—!!” Shuichi wasted no time , tongue licking a solid path over his entrance before taking all of his clit into his mouth and sucking hard. He kept switching between licking up the thick mess and give almost too much attention to the engorged head, it was very much driving Kaito insane with all the edging he’s had to survive tonight. While Shuichi managed to get Kaito’s legs over his shoulders and his hands under his lower back, Maki sat kneeled on the bench behind him, acting as a support when Kaito threw his head back in reaction. She gave another soft laugh, letting her hands travel his body, one thumb rubbing his jawline but the other hand went further down his chest.
“Mm, you’re doing very good Shuichi, don’t you think?” She spoke low in Kaito’s ear, but loud enough for the detective to hear, even if he was off in his own headspace between Kaito’s legs. She took one of his pecs in hand, kneading it under her fingers.
“Yes—- fuck, you’re both, d-driving me—“ Kaito couldn’t even finish the thought once Maki started twisting his nipple and whatever the hell Shuichi was doing with his tongue now.
“I guess you’ve been doing good too.” She said that teasing tone again. “You’re allowed to cum now, don’t hold back for us now.”
“A-Ah-I—- I’m not, I—“ Shaking and twitching against her, Kaito leaned his head back, looking up at her as best he could with that lust glazed over look in his eyes that was such a rare sight on him. “M-Maki, can—“
She knew was he was begging for, with a hum of agreement, she leaned in deeply kissing him as well. At this point Shuichi had cleaned up most of Maki’s mess, despite how he could just stay down there forever, he also wanted him to finish as well. Between lazy licks, hard sucks, pinches and soft touches, Kaito was a whimpering mess against Maki’s lips and if didn’t take long for him to tumble headlong over the edge, thighs squeezing Shuichi’s head while he leaned more of his weight against Maki. Shuichi kept licking him through the aftershocks with Maki getting another full view of watching him quiver and try to catch his breath.
“Shu—Shuichi, t-that’s— s-s—“ Panting against her lips, Kaito tried to speak, but…
“Shuichi, that’s good.” Maki ordered, Shuichi getting a little clarity back in his expression as he immediately stopped.
“O-Oh, sorry…” He apologized awkwardly.
“Hah— n-no worries, Sidekick. Ah, it was just getting a little… too intense.” Kaito answered back with a little shaky laugh. “That was really good though.”
“Hm.” Maki only made a little affirming noise, but…
“Good… Ah, we should probably rinse of again and head to bed.” Shuichi was slowing moving Kaito’s legs back down to give him some stretching, standing after being on his knees on the concrete for awhile, improvised padding be damned.
“Yeah, I think we’ve earned some after workout cuddles.” Kaito sighed, still letting his legs hang of the bench, leaning every heavier on Maki, but she didn’t motion to try and move him. “Right, Maki Roll?”
“Hmmm.” She simply tucked some of her loose, damp bangs behind one ear.
“Huh?” Kaito looked back at her with a confused glance, Shuichi watched quietly with a curious one.
“Yeah, but who said you were finished?”
“Eh…????”
—
“Ugh, maybe I should have just washed my hair while we were at it.” Maki sighed with a small pout. She sat with her legs stretched out, wearing only her underwear and one of Kaito’s t-shirts, the three now huddled on the bed in Shuichi’s dorm room.
“It’s not so bad, we’ll wash it for you tomorrow.” Shuichi sat behind her, cross legged and busying himself with brushing and braiding her long hair. He was also in his boxers and another one of Kaito’s shirt, this time one of his button ups that was bigger on him with the sleeves rolled up about mid forearms.
“I guess…” She was still a little bitter, but she had more important things to focus on at the moment.
“Ah—!”
That being Kaito, laying over top her legs still naked and quivering on the edge of a third orgasm for the night, not a record by any means but it was a start, with Maki holding a bullet vibe from their small collection between his legs.
“You can always just use my shower if your that worried about it.” Shuichi offered, finishing the second braid to her twintails, not that he was completely ignoring their other partner, but just doing as Maki instructed.
“No, it’s already so late.” She responded, clicking a button on the vibe and shifting it just enough it had Kaito’s hips practically jumping from her lap. “I can wait until tomorrow if that means I can have you both help me—“
It was there Kaito interrupted with almost a shout, shaking so hard and actually squirting, making a mess of Maki’s hand and his own thighs. Both her and Shuichi immediately stopped their conversation, watching in quite surprise while their boyfriend melt into a shivering wreck with his face turning a deep crimson.
“Oh.” Maki simply started, her own cheeks tinted pink as she was at least merciless enough to pull the vibe away. Internally she was kind of glad she put one of the damp towels under him now.
“Huh,” Shuichi also flushed a darker shade, still holding the end of braided hair as he was tying it off, now a little too distracted as Kaito made an attempt at hiding his face. “You, uh, made him—“
“S-Shut up…” Kaito whined, out of breath.
“We’re not taking another shower…” Maki deadpan stated.
“You act like that was on purpose! I don’t control that!” Kaito tried sounding mad, but he knew none of them were. Not when he glanced up to see Maki’s teasing smile again, paired with Shuichi’s shy but hungry look. “Um, you know, I still don’t think I’ve hit my limit yet… You can work me a little harder. You know, to teach me a lesson?”
Shuichi let out a little chuckle, leaning his head on Maki’s shoulder while she simply rolled her eyes.
“You never will learn your lesson, will you?”