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“God fucking dammit…” 007n7 mutters as he rattles an empty pill bottle. Of course he forgot to refill his antidepressants... Nothing could go right in his week without something of this caliber occurring. He sighs, taking what medication he actually has on his and his partners nightstand, and lazily tosses the empty pill bottle in the trash after beginning to call his pharmacy's number.
Now having confirmed the refill to be picked up tomorrow afternoon, he might as well warn his partners of his situation. He's quite grateful it's a Saturday morning, as he rather not have to go into class in the state he's going to be in for the next day.
Sevvy! <3 9:21am
morning again babe. ik youre at work and stuff, and this isn't a crazy emergency or anything. ran out of my antidepressants, gonna feel like im dying until tomorrow afternoon when it gets refilled. usual pharmacy, would appreciate you picking it up as i likely wont feel right enough to do it myself :[ love you lots, dont be mad? XD (pray for me though)
Pizzaboy 9:22am
??? 007n7!! You need to be more on top of this sorta stuff you know!!! I'm not mad, just worried... I will pick it up ASAP. Let me know if you need anything, I'll keep my phone on hand and respond when able! Love you so so much, and bother Noli if you need anything I can't provide from work. I am sure they will drop "Love Live!" for you, LOL!
‘An almost instant response... He must not have clocked in yet.’ 007n7 thinks to himself with a fond chuckle. Elliot does have special notification sounds for him and Noli respectively. Speaking of which, Noli must still be sleeping on his side of the dorm. Normally he respects their abnormal sleeping schedule and lets him sleep into late hours of the day, but the situation he's in makes waking them up early justifiable in his mind.
Attempting to get to his side, a wave of dizziness hits him and causes him to stumble slightly. It's not enough to make him faint, but it sure feels like he could at any moment. Still, he stumbles his way over, only to realize Noli is not there.
‘Right, they have an early theater club event today…’ He realizes, a knot beginning to form in his stomach. It's not like Noli purposefully left him for other people, it’s just his responsibility for his major! Despite this the knot still twists harder, and another bout of dizziness hits him, stronger than before. He knows it's a terrible idea to simply do nothing while depressed, but he truly doesn’t have any energy to do something productive to distract himself, and the fatigue is only getting worse. Making his way back to bed, he crawls under the covers, too tired to even pull out a coolGUI panel to put some form of entertainment on. Lost in thought, he drifts off.
A few hours pass and Noli is finally done with his meeting, now going back to his shared dorm. It’s not a long walk, and the weather is surprisingly nice even though it feels a little cold for a sunny day. On his way there he spots the usual restaurant they always have a little snack on, so he decides to stop by and maybe get lunch for him and 007n7. He grabs takeout with soda and leaves, offering the cashier one last little wave before going.
The masked one arrives not long after, but something feels off, it's too quiet. He sets the bag with their lunch on the small stand beside the door, then glances inside and finds 007n7 still asleep. For how long, he can’t tell. A flicker of concern tightens in his chest, wasn’t it nearly midday already?
They quietly close the door behind him, and walk calmly to Sev’s bed. Crouching down next to it to be on eye level with the sleeping lover, he takes a moment to admire him, before gently caressing a concerned hand on 007n7’s hair, taking a messy strand off his face.
“Lazy day?” Noli murmurs, his smile gentle as he tilts his head. Sev wakes slowly with a small, displeased groan, blinking himself awake, until his gaze lands on Noli, and the tension in his body quietly unravels. “Hey…” Noli says softly. “What’s up?”
“Mhm, nothing.” 007n7 sighs, quite avoidant, tired even though he just woke up. “Sev.” His lover insists, and 007n7 has no energy to argue, so he yields to the exhaustion pulling him under and gives them a quick response. “I ran out of antidepressants, ‘m not feeling my best right now.”
“Oh Sev…” An amused exhale leaves Noli, as he gives Sev’s hair another gentle caress as if trying to soothe the feeling away. “Need anything?”
007n7 tenses up ever so slightly with the question, stuck in his inner turmoil. He does, fuck he really craves comfort right now, but he feels like it would be selfish of him to ask. His sorrowful mind whispers to him that he will only bother Noli, and he shouldn’t be around anyone in this state, what a drag he was, rotting into bed. Noli shouldn’t have to go through this, he would have so much fun doing anything else, he’s only saying this to make him feel better. Sev’s mind deceives him, and for that he only answers Noli with a simple. “No, ‘s fine.”
“… Okay.” Noli nods, eyes kept on Sev’s. “Just gonna stay in bed for the day then?” He says, but 007n7 doesn’t give him any verbal answer, or anything at all. Noli concerns themselves at that, usually Seven was quite the relaxed yet bold person, yet today he’s overly quiet. Understandable due the circumstance, Noli decides to give him space. Maybe Sev wants to be alone and they’re bothering him.
“Kay, I’ll leave lunch in the fridge.” He stands up straight, his hand lingering on Sev’s hair for a second too long, as if he didn’t want to let go, before he slid it away. He walked to their mini-fridge taking the takeout bags from the small stand on the way, and put them away, closing the door with a soft thud.
“...Just… Remember to eat some when you can.” The masked one says, giving one last soft glance at Seven, before he decides to leave the dorm to give him the space Noli thinks he needs. Sev lays there, gaze clinging to his partner’s retreating shape, a wordless plea for them to remain caught in his chest. But nothing leaves his lips, and then Noli is gone. Sev lets his eyes fall shut. Maybe it’s easier to slip back into sleep. Maybe another time.
Slowly breaking, Elliot comes to a stop in the parking lot of 007n7 and Noli’s dorm building. He fishes out some candy he received from a coworker as a gift from the back of his moped, and happily makes his way into the building without a hitch. It's one of the many perks of being a regular here, he's practically another resident!
Speaking of residents, he stops as he finishes making his way up the stairs. Noli is there, pacing back and forth in front of his and 007n7’s dorm. Something is clearly wrong. Despite this, he waves with his entire arm to get Noli’s attention, running up to them to greet him with a shared kiss.
“Hi Noli! I came by to check in on y’all since 007n7 sent a bit of a concerning message… is everything ok? What's got you pacing?” He questions, straight to the point.
“Then I assume you know he’s out of his meds… well, I guess I’m not really sure if everything is ok, ‘cause I tried to show Sev some love only for him to not want it.” Noli confesses, groaning into their hands. “And- It's not like I have a problem with giving Sev space, I just didn’t think he’d want that considering the situation he's in?? God, I really don’t know. I’ve been avoiding coming back home all day so he gets the space he asked for, but I really think I should have come back sooner, and-”
Elliot places a hand on their face, effectively ending the ramble he was about to go on.
“Well, if you think you should have come back sooner, might as well come in now, don’tcha think?” he suggests, Noli quick to nod with a sharp inhale. He fidgets with his densely populated keyring, full of anime keychains and other trinkets, before finding the dorm key and unlocking it.
The sight is the exact same as when Noli came into the dorm earlier, 007n7 having barely moved and the lighting having become much darker now that it’s evening. Quietly, they make their way to 007n7’s bed. The sudden shift of weight from Elliot sitting down on the bed causes 007n7 to wake, barely peeking from under the covers to meet his lover's eyes.
“Hi love.” Elliot whispers with a smile. The light from the window reflects perfectly on his face, and the sickly sweet affection in his voice makes 007n7’s stomach churn. He chooses to hum in acknowledgement.
“Been in bed all day, huh? I get it, fatigue is pretty awful like that. Have you been able to eat or drink?” he questions, to which 007n7 gives a weak nod, gesturing towards the takeout box and soda that sit empty on his nightstand. Noli can’t help but fidget with the hem of his hood.
Elliot lets the silence sit for a moment. “I brought candy, do you want any? Or is there anything we can do to help you feel a little better?” he offers, him and Noli watching intently for a response. 007n7’s stomach churns harder, almost to the point of pain. The sorrow in his mind repeats that same thought, that he would simply be bothering the two by asking for anything. And while he knows that he isn’t thinking right, and that his lovers would do anything for him, he's too weak mentally and physically to fight back with logic.
“’s fine, just need some rest…” He mumbles, hoping that they’ll take his words and spend time together instead. No need for someone as troubled and objectively (in his mind) unattractive as he is to crawl out of bed.
…Where did that come from?
Noli tugs on their hoodie’s sleeve. “Sev, you've been resting all day now… and you’ve barely moved. It’s about time you tried doing something, ‘kay?” they softly argue, opting to take the empty space and sit next to him. 007n7 groans at the lack of personal space, at least the space he thinks he needs, and curls into himself.
“...dont wanna bother you two.” he sniffles, too busy looking down at himself to see Elliot and Nolis confused faces.
Noli can feel frustration brewing up, realizing that 007n7 lied earlier about what he needed and that he should have kept him company. “Dude, are you serious?” he says in a defeated tone. “We told you to tell us if you needed literally anything, I could have been here with you all day if you had just said so…” he groans, more upset at himself than anyone that he let 007n7 be alone with his thoughts while depressed. Elliot is quick to take notice, catching them pulling up a sleeve to pick at his skin, and grabbing their arm to prevent any harm being done.
“See?” 007n7 gestures. “Now I made you upset. ‘can’t do anything fuckin’ right…” he mutters, eyes begining to sting from the tears welling up. “I don’t know why I didn’t say anything. I feel like shit, and I’d probably feel better if I had just said something, but it’s so hard when you feel so gross, ugly, and stupid. Everything would be ok if I had just remembered to call the damn pharmacy on time.” he spits out, feeling worse now that he's let out all these ugly emotions right then and there.
He is pulled out of his self loathing with a tight squeeze of a hug from Noli that pulls him to sit upright, Elliot taking his calloused hands into his own.
“I think we all know that that’s just not true Seven..” Elliot says sweetly, squeezing their hands together to help ground 007n7. “We love you for all the reasons you refuse to believe in, okay? We really do.” he reassures, pressing a kiss to 007n7’s nose. At the lack of eye contact, Elliot softly traces his jaw to turn his head towards himself, lifting his chin with a finger to look at one another. 007n7 frowns, unable to look Elliot in the eyes. The taller sighs fondly, pressing his forehead against his lover’s before pulling him into a soft kiss. 007n7 finds himself hesitant, too weak to reciprocate at first, but it only fuels the fire inside Elliot to try harder. He gently parts their lips, only to come back with another kiss, between gentle pecks. N7 finds it quite overwhelming, but his mind slowly starts to get foggy in response, making him melt into it, barely giving them time to breathe as Elliot's tongue slips in.
Noli watches the sight of his lovers fondly, choosing to snake his arms around 007n7s waist with a tight squeeze. He gropes at his waist as he kisses Elliot, before slipping a hand to slide up and down his thigh. The action elicits a muffled whimper from 007n7, which Elliot swallows greedily. He rests his nose at Seven’s neck, giving him a fond snuggle as he mutters
“We’re here Sev, we’re not going anywhere… We can’t help but keep loving you, even though you’re stubborn, reckless…” He trails off, as if reminiscing a fond memory that makes him smirk. He buries his face farther into 007n7’s neck, losing himself in the feeling of his skin.
"God Sev, sometimes I just can't with you..." He breathes down onto his neck, making Seven get goosebumps.
007n7 cant respond, not with Elliot's tongue practically down his throat, but he attempts to look at Noli partially in a way that tells them that he's listening.
"You just- I can't even think sometimes." Noli lightheartedly complains, trailing his hands up and down his inner thigh before stopping to give the space closest to his pelvis a strong, assertive squeeze. "I feel like I'm going crazy around you. You drive me near insanity, Sev."
007n7 lets out a whine at the almost feverish touches and loving words, the knot in his stomach now melted into heat that pools lower and lower. Of course, it doesn't go unnoticed as Noli’s sliding hand unintentionally brushes against his crotch. The fleeting touch sends a shiver throughout 007n7’s body, Noli letting out a fond snicker at the sight of the barely noticeable bulge in his panties.
“Oh my…” Noli teases, Elliot releasing a frazzled 007n7 from a kiss out of curiosity. Noli gestures at Elliot to look down, the latter grinning with delight at the sight with a giggle. 007n7 can’t do anything but whine and blush deeper, any words he had on his mind lost to the haze of dizziness, both from the amount of love he's receiving and from the lack of medication.
“Hmm, I think someone appreciates us just more than they show, huh?” Noli teases, offering Seven’s clothed half-hard cock a tentative little caress with his thumb. “Maybe all he wants is a little love.”
“Does he?” Elliot takes the bait to tease Sev more, Seven’s lips part in a soft gasp in response, his hips twitching slightly as Noli's skilled fingers trace over the growing bulge. He squirms a bit, caught between the two teasing men and their playful banter.
"P-please..." He manages to gasp out, pupils glazed over. "Don't tease... I Need..." Sev manages to stammer out, his voice strained and breathless. He looks up at Elliot with pleading, glazed over eyes, silently begging for mercy even as his body betrays him, reacting eagerly to Noli's touch.
"Please... Don't make me..." Yet despite his plea for them to not make him beg for it, he's already doing it, and it can't help but come out as a needy whine. The pressure in his groin builds, his neglected erection straining against the fabric of his panties as it grows harder. It's clear he's fighting a losing battle against his arousal, but Noli's expert ministrations only adds fuel to the fire.
“Hm... He has a point Nols, he’s not feeling too good today.” Elliot reminds Noli, because he knew Sev was going to be in an unpredictable mood, so he didn’t want to play with fire and end up frustrating him further while they were all just trying to make him feel better. “He deserves a special treat today, doesn’t he? Look at the poor thing.”
Noli let out a slow breath through his nose, the realization that he’d have to switch up his approach for Sev, and because Elliot had that look that meant he wasn’t backing down, settling in. “Fshh, fine, you're right.”
With that, he slid his hand down on 007n7’s panties, hands wrapping around his cock as he freed it from its confines. To nobody’s surprise, Sev has already been leaking a little. God, he must’ve been feeling so sensitive. And that fact only turns both of his lovers on more, and it shows in how Noli immediately began stroking him hard and steady, taking the precum from the glistening tip and using it as a lube replacement to help slide his hand down, instead of the almost ghost touches he was offering him first. Poor Seven can’t help but moan and grasp onto Elliot harder.
“Hmhm, you’re so pretty looking like this.” Elliot hums, his lips brushing tenderly along the curve of the hacker's neck. A soft gasp escaped Sev's parted lips as goosebumps rippled across his skin. Elliot's hands roamed over Sev's chest, his calloused thumbs teasing and circling a sensitive nipple before delivering a firm pinch that sent waves of lust crashing through Sev's system. The dual sensations of Elliot’s mouth and fingers had Sev's hips rolling mindlessly against Noli's palm, craving more friction to stoke the heat of desire within him.
Noli eagerly matched Sev's rhythm, his own excitement growing as he felt the heat emanating from Sev's body. Slick dampened the fabric of his pants, a testament to his mounting arousal, yet he bites his lower lip to try to concentrate on Seven’s pleasure for the time being.
“Fuck… yeah, so pretty I wanna fuck him right up~...” Noli slurs out, clearly getting too excited already.
Poor Seven feels himself so lost between his lover’s ministrations that their voices are almost faint echoes on the back of his head. He’s so tired, but he feels so good. It's overwhelming and addicting, his lightheaded mind chasing after the feeling rather than verbally explaining what he wants right now. He lets out a particularly embarrassing, needy sound when he parts his lips as a subtle invite, one taken by Elliot shortly after, as he trails up kisses from his neck until he finds Sev’s mouth. Seven barely had time to settle before he was being nudged and tugged from both sides, two determined hands each insisting, in their own quiet way, that he belonged just a bit closer.
Noli's eyes gleamed with unbridled hunger as he leaned down on Sev, adjusting his position in bed, hands grasping at the hem of the hacker's panties. With deft fingers, he tugged them down, revealing the full of Sev's straining erection. A low growl rumbled in Noli's throat as he wrapped his lips around the swollen head, sucking hard to coax out more precum, before releasing it with a wet pop that made Seven squirm with a loud cry around Elliot’s tongue.
“Guys..!” Seven breathed a little plea, before he broke down into a whine when Elliot once again took his lips for a brief peck. “Shh, let them take care of you, yeah?” The ginger coos.
Sev's breath hitched, his hips jerking involuntarily as Noli's warm, wet lips teased him with kisses and kitten licks. The sensation was overwhelming, pleasure coursing through his veins like liquid fire. “Fuck, Noli…” Sev panted, tangling his fingers in Noli's hair as he guided the other man's movements to hurry up.
Noli hummed in approval, “So hard for us,” He praises, nose snuggling onto the base of Seven’s cock, slightly rubbing against his pubes.
“Such a pretty little cock.” The void owner breathes before taking a slow deliberate lick along Sev’s length, making him whimper at the sensation on his oversensitive body. Encouraged by Sev's reaction, Noli wrapped his lips around the swollen head, sucking gently before taking more of the thick cock into his mouth. He bobbed his head slowly, relishing the taste and texture of Sev's dick as he worked it deeper. The musky scent of arousal filled his nostrils, spurring him on.
Elliot watched the scene before him fondly, and noticing the position they were in was quite awkward for Sev to take them both, he decided to help Seven shift his position beneath them, guiding him slightly in search of a more comfortable position so he could fully surrender to the pleasure coursing through his veins. Letting out a subtle grunt, 007n7 rolled onto his back, spreading his thighs wide in invitation, as Elliot settled behind him, making Sev use his thighs as soft pillows as he gently caressed a strand of hair from the other man’s face. This new angle allowed Noli easier access to his throbbing erection, while also granting 007n7 a clearer view of the other man's eager face hovering above his groin.
“Fuck, Hmh… just, ah-!” Sev panted, his hands gripping onto his own chest at the lack of Elliot’s contact, as he arched his hips upward, pushing his cock deeper into Noli's mouth. The sensation of Noli's warm, wet mouth enveloping him was almost too much to bear. Sev's vision blurred at the edges as his orgasm built rapidly, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter in his balls.
Noticing that, Noli stopped in his tracks, making the whimpering mess cry in complain to the lack of stimulation when he was right there, a little push over the edge. Noli lifts his head up, releasing Seven’s cock sloppily, still so hard it jumps out of Noli’s mouth and slaps Sev’s stomach, precum and saliva oozing down Noli’s chin as he gives Seven a messy sly grin.
“Sorry babe, but I think you deserve something a bit better, dont’cha think?” Noli explains with a wink, slowly getting off of 007n7. He opens a lower drawer to grab a condom, tossing it to his partners. He may be on strong birth control, but it's better to be safe than sorry.
As Elliot begins to open and put the condom onto 007n7, Noli decides to put on a show for them both. He takes off his hoodie and shirt slowly, making sure to accentuate the movement of his arms, hips, and chest as he does so. 007n7 can't help but gulp. Tossing the clothing into the nearby laundry bin, they slide their hands down their side to place them on the hem of his pants. With a perverted grin, he slides off his pants and boxers together slowly, relishing in the way 007n7 and Elliot stare at his body. Slowly but surely, his t-dick and folds are exposed, slick glistening in the moonlight for only his partner's eyes. They’re both practically drooling, and Noli’s grin only stretches wider at the attention of his little audience, deciding to take a bow as he shimmies off his pants and boxers.
“Thank you, thank you! You’re both just too kind!” Noli sings, crawling onto 007n7’s lap, spreading his legs just enough to hover over his erect member and putting his hands onto his stomach. “Now, I think it's time for the real show to begin, hm?”
Sinking himself onto 007n7’s erect length, Noli’s eyes slightly rolled back with a soft moan. 007n7 couldn't say the same, the slow warmth and tightness enveloping his cock had him instantly moaning whorishly, hands shooting up from touching his chest to grasping onto Elliot desperately in an attempt to ground himself, the latter leaning down to hug him tightly with a smile.
“Fffuck… moaning like th-the slut you are…” Noli murmurs with a smirk, before putting all of 007n7 into themself with a synced moan together. The three stay in silence, breaths syncing together in a slow rhythm as Noli adjusts to the stretch and 007n7 adjusts to the tightness. Elliot takes this period to undress himself, cautiously slipping his uniform off beneath 007n7 and putting the clothing in a somewhat neat pile, then arranging 007n7 to sit upright, head on his chest.
“...Gonna start moving, ‘kay?” Noli warns softly, watching 007n7 carefully for permission. 007n7 nods lazily, breath quickening in anticipation. At that, Noli begins to rock himself back and forth gently, sighing contently at the feeling. 007n7 does his best to keep his composure, he truly does, but the exhaustion derived from his depression tied with the evening light leaves him drooling, wanting more. He weakly bucks his hips into Noli’s entrance, earning a sweet moan of his name from his masked partner.
“Hngh– Sev..!” They cry, tears beginning to prick at their eyes at the sight of 007n7 lost in pleasure, with Elliot looking back at Noli with an expression so sweet, one that says everything Noli needs to know about himself. That he's precious, doing so good for them both. Unable to contain his arousal any longer, they gradually pick up the pace with a wicked smile, rewarded by 007n7 babbling nonsense.
Wanting to take him further, higher, Elliot moves his hands to cup 007n7’s chest. He traces circles into his skin and eventually his nipples, fondling him with care.
“F-fuck… Yes! Hahh… God- keep going..!!” 007n7 cries out feebly, now matching Noli’s rocking with soft thrusts. Elliot is practically gleaming at the sight of his lovers being an utter mess, pleasuring another while wantonly moaning. He can’t help but contribute more to their pleasure, pinching both of 007n7’s nipples at once. The action sends jolts of pleasure throughout 007n7 that result in a particularly deep thrust into Noli, barely kissing his cervix.
“Ahngh…! S-shit–!” Noli practically shrieks, coming undone all at once. The fluttering of his cunt along with the sight of his spend seeping onto himself sends 007n7 over the edge immediately afterwards, coming with an even louder shriek as he fills the condom and Noli up. Somehow, Noli continues his movements to help both him and 007n7 ride out their orgasms until their peaks have ended.
Heavy breaths fill the room, heat emanating off the walls along with the scent of sex and arousal in the air. Noli shakily lies himself onto 007n7’s chest, Elliot welcoming him into his arms and pulling them into a strong hug, effectively sandwiching 007n7 between his two lovers. The peaceful quiet speaks all the words they're unable to say. How much they love each other, how badly they want and need another, and the pure adoration and love they hold for their one another.
Despite how much Elliot loves the aftermath of sex and the warmth they share together, he's usually the sensible one as well, and they've spent more than enough time basking in each other, so he decides to break the spell with a fond kiss on the top on 007n7’s head as he mutters, “Little something to make you feel a bit better hm…?” Onto his hair, which makes Seven just gently huff a soft approving hum.
“Ah… I think it's time for a shower, hm?” He reminds the hackers, much to their (feigned) annoyance. He lies 007n7 down, getting up to help out Noli remove himself from 007n7’s softening length. Providing support, Noli manages to lift himself from him, wincing at the loss of contact along with his slick practically pouring out. Elliot runs off to grab towels to wipe themselves off with, Noli recovering enough to help 007n7 up despite his exhaustion. He ties and tosses the condom into the trash, and allows Elliot to clean him off. Tossing all towels into the laundry, Noli starts a hot shower. It's quite cramped for the throuple, especially with 007n7 sitting on a stool in the middle of them all, but it's ultimately perfect in a way. They are all able to get more or less equal amounts of water between them, and be close to one another.. Noli can’t help but hum and sing showtunes as he scrubs into 007n7’s hair while Elliot takes care of their hair, rinsing both of them off diligently.
Now dried off, they mutually decide to skip putting on pajamas and head straight to bed. Being a 007n7 focused day after all, Noli and Elliot are practically squeezing the poor hacker to death between them in a hug, not that 007n7 minds though.
“Was tonight good for you? Did it help?” Elliot questions once again, snuggling his face into 007n7’s nape.. He knows that his partners would verbalize any discomfort or dissatisfaction with their intimacy as it happens, but it really doesn’t hurt to ask and get reassurance. He isn't the most knowledgeable on sex, but does what he can to ensure his partners are happy, which only makes him happier.
“Hm… yeah, it was nice…” 007n7 mumbles into Noli's hair, pushing himself further into his soft locs. He is too tired to air out the specifics, but he knows that despite how terrible he felt earlier, the combination of exhaustion and pleasure felt heavenly, as if he was pulled out of his depression to receive nothing but his partner's absolute love and adoration.
“You sure? Not just saying that to flatter us?” Noli teases, leaning into the hand that Elliot placed onto his cheek. He is a little too over his head about knowing how well he satisfies his partners, but nonetheless cautious and open to knowing more specifics on how to make them happier.
“...I’m sure.” He sighs with a smile, pulling the blanket tighter over his and his lover's bodies. With that, Noli and Elliot press a long kiss into 007n7’s hair, share one with each other, and settle into sleep.