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God, what a fucking day.
Keigo made a sound that was supposed to be a groan, but came out as more of a tired, irritable growl. Fighting villains he could handle - it was almost cathartic sometimes. But no, that hadn't been on the agenda for today. Instead it had been meetings upon meetings, most of which he was dragged into either to show him off to someone or simply to keep him in line. Remind him who was in charge. That he still didn't get to say no. As if he wasn't aware of that already.
" Tadaima ," he grumbled more than actually announcing, front door closing behind him. No smell of cooking in the air - he was late, they must have eaten already. Instead there was the sound of... was that humming? Mechanical, almost--
"In here," came Tsunagu's smooth voice from the living room. Low, drawling, with a bored sort of affect that sent a pleasant little shiver through Keigo's feathers immediately.
That was, unmistakably, his dom voice.
And Enji's - muffled, wordless, gagged .
Well, shit. It was like they'd known he'd had a shitty day at work. Just the knowledge that the two of them had been playing helped Keigo's mood jump up a couple notches. Within a few seconds he was padding on socked feet into the room, jacket discarded in the genkan in a haphazard way that Tsunagu would tut at him for later. More than worth it for the sight that greeted him.
Tsunagu was still fully clothed on the couch, turning to glance with a half-smile of greeting over his shoulder. Keigo grinned tiredly in response, but thought it was pretty understandable that when he came up to lean over the back of the couch and see entirely, his attention was immediately on the third member of their little trio.
Enji was in the position that suited him best; kneeling on spread legs, blindfolded with wrists tied behind his back, shoulders back and chin up as if ready for inspection. A ball gag held his jaw open, and by the trail of drool running down his chin it had apparently been doing so for a while. Tsunagu had gone light with the rope this time - a basic frog tie, probably made up for with something pretty up the larger man's arms from wrist to elbow, though it was impossible to see from this angle. Enji shuddered, making a valiant effort to hold this posture as he must have been ordered, which Keigo figured couldn't exactly be easy given the hint of blue silicone jutting out from his visibly swollen cunt. Not the biggest of their dildo collection, but definitely in the running. The stretch it gave was delicious, and Keigo licked his lips, a little disappointed that he'd missed watching it go in.
"Having fun?" the winged young man asked conversationally, leaning his head against Tsunagu's, who gave a light nudge in affectionate response.
"He's being an exceptionally good boy. Aren't you, love?"
Enji straightened just a little more in response. He always did have such a weakness for praise. And he looked so good, trying to show off how good he was being, how well he did as he was told. Keigo was already straightening up to go to him when Enji murmured something desperate and unintelligible, lifting his chin a half inch higher as if asking for exactly that.
"Hey big cat," Keigo muttered into red hair as he leaned in to press a kiss to the other man's scalp. A tan thumb brushed drool from Enji's chin, the other hand touching a straining bicep that relaxed a little under his touch. "Wish you could see yourself right now. Real sight for sore eyes." From this angle he could see Tsunagu's ropework - intricate and beautiful up the back as always. Automatically Keigo wiggled two fingers between the soft cotton rope and Enji's skin, though he'd known before he did that even as tight as the ties looked it was loose enough to be safe. Enji relaxed for a moment from his straight posture, turning his head to nuzzle against Keigo's jaw and earn a forehead kiss for his efforts.
"Think I'm kinda tired to join in this time." Keigo straightened back up and stretched, the end of his sentence punctuated with a yawn. "You gonna be good for Tsunagu while I chill out and watch?" Enji's nod was enthusiastic and he straightened up again as if to show it, moaning deeply as the movement caused the huge dildo to shift inside him and send a visible shiver through his body. Shit, his eyes had to be rolling back in his head under that blindfold. Almost a shame to hide them.
... Almost.
"There's our good boy." One more gentle ruffle of Enji's hair and Keigo was dropping himself onto the couch. Ordinarily he’d have curled up comfortably into Tsunagu’s side, but this time he claimed a corner instead, conscious of the potential to throw off his lover’s groove.
He liked this groove. It was a good groove. And as he would find out, the best part of it was yet to come.