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The city bustled with vibrant activity no matter the time of year, but Ace found himself especially fond of the fall weather that had swept through just a few weeks prior. Leaves littered the sidewalks and the fire escape to his shitty apartment. Delivering packages throughout the city allowed Ace to both make a living and explore the urban jungle that was now his home. Very different from the literal jungle he grew up in before.Less wild animals for starters, though the squirrels had given him unusually predatory looks last week so he wasn’t about to declare it any safer. Shoving his hair into a beanie, Ace grabbed his keys and jacket for a quick drive. He got a bit stir crazy in his apartment as of late, the changing weather reminding him that his days of being able to just dip out for a spin numbered. Deciding to treat himself to coffee seemed like the perfect excuse that he’d give to absolutely no one. Anyone that would ask for an explanation didn’t matter to him and anyone that mattered to him wouldn’t bother asking for an explanation to begin with.He's always liked going out on his own and exploring his surroundings. Picking a few fights because he could.Only difference now is that he could drive around instead of hauling ass on foot—a harrowing experience when trying to escape mountain lions. His lovingly maintained motorcycle waited for him below in the parking garage. With a quick once over, Ace was ready to go, helmet fixed over his head to spare him the wind chill more than anything else.The streets and cars blurred around him as he zipped through traffic recklessly in calculated bursts. Speed traps avoided at every opportunity as he meandered his way through the city. Not quite settling on any of the shops he passed by. Spoiled for choice as he was, Ace milked the opportunity. It was at a red light that he saw it.A little coffee shop with outdoor seating… okay, so it was actually the two men sitting in front of the coffee shop that made him pause. Both dressed up in mostly black, the two men casually leaned back in their seats, conversing quietly.The taller one wore a black sweater with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair pitch black with a severe undercut and a piercing on his eyebrow that connected to his ear with a chain. His companion had gray hair with an eye-catching undertone like an oil slick, a soft rainbow of hues catching the light and contrasting sharply with bright red glasses. He also had a black sweater on but over the top was goofy looking jacket with pumpkins scattered over it for the season.Ace made eye contact with the dark-haired man and blushed, quickly looking away from the piercing blue eyes. Out of his peripheral, Ace noticed the man’s companion slide something across the table. The man then wrote something down with a sly gin that made Ace curse himself a little. Sabo would literally never let him live it down if he knew a look as all it took for Ace to start adjusting his ass on the seat.The fact that he parked the first chance he got to get a coffee from there specifically was… a coincidence. The realization that they were gone when he went inside leaving him disappointed but determined to not lose face by walking out with what he ‘originally’ came in for. The inside was a bit hipster and the prices reflected that but he had already committed at that point.“Coffee for Ace!” the barista called out, jolting Ace from his brief sulk. Smiling politely, he retrieved his coffee, only to find it was sitting on a piece of paper. Fancy and stained like parchment, there was a note written on it.
‘Call us!’
Ace frowned, glancing at the barista who snorted and shook her head.“Hey, don’t look at me! I’d write my number on the cup. It’s from those two.” She said, tipping her chin to indicate somewhere behind Ace. Startled, Ace looked back and found the two he’d come in here for walking out the door. The gray-haired man winking over his glasses with a smile.“Oh…” Ace mumbled, face heating up as he grabbed the cup and pocketed the note.The barista laughed at his embarrassment.At least the coffee was good enough to justify the purchase.Ace ended up staring at the card later that evening after returning home and showering.Wrestling with himself on whether or not to call.He didn’t know either of their names—holy fucking shit ‘us’?! How the hell did he manage that?!?—or what they do in the city. He’d never even held a single conversation with them in any capacity. And sure, he could practically hear Sabo telling him that their number was a hell of a way to change that fact but… should he?Ace knew he was a mess. He lived in one of the cheapest apartments available, practically just one room that he was sure his landlord just slapped a wall of plywood on to make a separate bedroom from the main area. His cabinet was filled with cheap ramen and a half eaten mothball—leftover from the previous tenant thank you very much!—but little to nothing else. The most he had to his name was a shitty tv and his bike. Going nowhere fast, as Gramps would say.Hardly someone guys like them would be interested in. They looked expensive. And not in a prostitute way either, though they’d definitely make bank as escorts. They looked like… like if Ace kissed either of them, they’d taste like top shelf whiskey and fillets. They probably had their lives put together too. Replacing their toothbrushes every six months on the dot and everything. Ace barely remembered to take out the trash.There was just no way in hell he could actually… talk to them. Call them. What would they even have in common anyway? A vague interest in fall and pumpkins? A weak, desperate part of Ace wanted to try anyway. He was so fucking lonely in the city by himself. But the idea of going out to eat, even as friends, let alone seeing his apartment took his pride out back and shot it dead.Ace… was never going to call them. He was fine.This was fine.Ace riffled through his junk drawer, determined to get rid of the temptation before he gave in and made a fool of himself. It was probably a prank number anyway. When his hand met the cold metal of a lighter Ace sighed in relief. Flicking it open in a clean motion, it lit up automatically. Ace paused, paper hovering just beyond the fire’s grasp.He allowed himself a small moment of wishful thinking. Imagining going out with them to eat. Watching movies together. And maybe even seeing if they could break the cheap frame of his bed…The paper went up in flames much faster than expected. A flash of a symbol embossed into the paper hovering in the air for several moments before it was gone entirely.Baffled, Ace flicked the lighter closed and stared at the space where his fingers were holding paper.“What the hell was that thing made of?!” Ace muttered, thankful he didn’t panic and drop it. It went out quickly but he knew better than anyone that fire could spread horrifically fast.“Well that’s one way to call us.” A deep, warm voice drawled just behind Ace.Ace, for his part, was man enough to admit he absolutely fucking screamed. Or well, he tried to scream. A hand shot out and pressed over his lips before he could, greatly muffling the sound, callouses brushing over his cheeks softly from the pressure.“Marco, did I, or did I not, say you shouldn’t scare him?” Someone else asked, his voice a bit huskier and soft than ‘Marco’. The hand kept pressing firmly in place as a soft snort ruffled Ace’s hair, his heart pounding as he was frozen stiff, too startled to move.“Sorry. You’re probably a bit… surprised right now.” Marco acknowledged as he removed his hand slowly. Head spinning, Ace turned around and nearly choked on his own spit.It was the two men from the café! Up close, they looked even more handsome, still dressed in the clothes from hours before. Now that he wasn’t several feet away, he could even see the light stubble they both sported. Their pupils dark, inhuman slits.“You?!” Ace sputtered, taking in deep, calming breaths as he tried to regain control of his rapidly beating heart. The gray-haired man smiled softly, almost apologetically.“Yes. Sorry about him. He’s a shit disturber. I’m Ray… you’re probably realizing we’re not normal, right?” Ray asked, leaning against the counter as he studiously ignored the precarious stack of dishes Ace swore he would get around to… eventually.Ace blinked, glancing between them both. There was definitely a sort of… air about them. A gravity of sorts that drew Ace’s gaze to them. Not so strong they didn’t look human, but enough that they seemed, if nothing else, exceptionally easy on the eyes. And their actual eyes were too intense as well. All of this ignored the fact that they suddenly appeared in his apartment right after he burned their note.“I… gathered as much. What the hell was that note?” Ace asked warily, absently fondling his lighter. Marco grinned sheepishly this time.“A summoning card. It was the only thing we had on hand.” He explained, “We noticed you looking at us outside the café and asked the barista to give you it. This doesn’t have to be anything serious. We just wanted to express our own interest.” Ace wrinkled his nose with a frown.“Does me burning the card change anything?” Ace asked. Marco grinned.“Well, it does let us know you want to see if we can break your bed.” Ace’s face burned with mortification as Marco laughed at him. “But otherwise? No. This can be a fun night for all three of us or…”“Or a lead up to something more.” Ray finished when Marco trailed off.“Oh. I mean, really? F-From a glance?!” Ace sputtered with a grimace. “We don’t even look like we shop in the same district.” Ace mumbled, blush still coloring his cheeks heavily, pocketing his lighter before he did something stupid. Like burning another mark onto the countertop.“You can blame our brother, Izo for that. He threatened to shave me bald if I wore my regular shirts in autumn and Marco offered solidarity.” Ray explained with a fond smile.“So, Ace… what do you say?” Marco asked patiently.Ace felt put on the spot a bit. Obviously, he was very interested in the two men, but it was incredibly sudden. They all but told him they weren’t human. That should at least give him reason to pause. But all Ace could think about was how badly he wanted to take a chance. Just for one night.Just one night.“Cool.” Ah. Yes. What suave responses Ace came up with. That’ll definitely get them in the mood for breaking him like a chocolate bar. Ace would take this moment to the grave. Sabo would never let him live it down.Ray snickered, sliding close to Ace and wrapping an arm around his waist. Gently, still laughing, he guided Ace’s face towards him. Pressing his lips against Ace in a soft brush of skin. Shocked and uncertain what he should be doing at all, let alone with his hands, Ace curled his hands around Ray’s shoulders.Ace moaned when he felt Marco press against his back and smother a wet kiss into his neck. His breath hitched as Marco nipped his skin, just as Ray rolled his tongue against Ace’s lips, slipping in deeper with Ace’s muffled groan of approval. A mildly spicy kiss and already Ace’s head was spinning. Pants getting uncomfortably tight as the two bodies pressed against him.Hands brushing over his skin so softly he thought it was his imagination. Ace thought he was dreaming as Marco traced the soft lines of his abs down to his hip bones. Rubbing his thumbs down the hard line to the top of his groin until Ace moaned. He laughed against the damp skin under his lips, encouraging the soft sounds of Ace returning Ray’s kiss with every growing second.“You taste sweet with a little bit of a kick, yoi. Wasn’t expecting that… I think I like it though. What about you, babe? How does he taste?” Marco murmured against Ace’s throat.Reluctantly, Ray withdrew, finally allowing Ace unfettered access to air. He licked his lips and made a thoughtful sound.“There’s definitely a nice kick. I think that’s just how he is, though. Maybe you should give it a try?” Ray suggested with a sly grin.Marco removed his hands from under Ace’s waistband, wasting no time tipping his head back for a deep kiss, smothering the shivering moan of loss with his own deep groan. Where Ray was thoughtful with his kiss, Marco swept in with confidence he wouldn’t be denied.And he was right, Ace eagerly accepted the deepening kiss despite his lungs aching for oxygen. A desperate cry caught in his throat when Ray licked at his Adam’s apple, hands taking over where Marco left off to slowly push his pants down. Gently fondling the soft skin of his exposed thighs, Ray encouraged Ace to spread his legs out a bit more. Feeding Marco Ace’s moans as he shamelessly swept his thumb over the tip of Ace’s cock. Stroking the aching length and teasing him into falling back against Marco’s chest. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Marco swiped his tongue over Ace’s as he hooked his hands under Ace’s knees.Picking him up and spreading his thighs apart for Ray.Marco turned and leaned back against the counter, breaking the kiss only as long as it took to bite out another sentence.“Prep him for me, babe?” Marco asked. Ray kissed under Ace’s chin, pushing his head back so Marco could take back his lips.“Gladly.” Ray muttered. “He’s making so many cute sounds already.”While Marco kept Ace thoroughly distracted, Ray spread something slick over Ace’s ass. Dipping and toying with the tight rim as Ace started panting. Reaching back to anchor himself to Marco, who was still mercilessly ensuring Ace didn’t have enough breath to do more than pitifully moan.Ace had messed around before, but the increasingly heated press of bodies on both sides of him made his head spin. Made it hard to remember he needed to relax or this torment would only take longer. His cock ached as it was neglected for a slow and steady stretch. Ray occasionally curling his fingers to tease Ace’s prostate as he kissed Ace’s straining neck. Ace couldn’t help the quivering in his thighs as he was slowly pushed closer to the edge with every pass and whispered praise.Marco only ever parted his lips from Ace to tease him further, eyes pinning him in place as he soaked in Ace’s sweaty, desperate body.“You’re responding beautifully, baby. Look at your back, arching so prettily for us.”“Can’t wait to see how well you take me. I bet you make the sweetest sounds when you cum, yoi.”“Not yet. I want us all to be right on the edge with you.”“Don’t let Marco fool you. He makes pretty faces when he cums too.” Ray chimed in as he scissored three fingers slowly.Ace was practically limp against Marco as he took advantage of the rare moment he was free to pant under the relentless assault on his senses.Ace startled at yet another press against his prostate, spine jerking as he hurtled over the edge. Only for a hard grip to snap around his cock, halting his orgasm in it’s tracks, muscles still contracting harshly as the pleasure washed over him and back out of reach. Ace keened at the loss without thinking, receiving a soft kiss to his cheek as Marco chuckled.“Almost, Ace. I promise we won’t be mean for much longer.” Marco swore softly, pressing an uncharacteristically chaste kiss to Ace’s wet lips. “Let’s get more comfortable, yoi. Ray?”“Yes, love?” Ray asked, slowly pulling free of Ace’s body to minimize the discomfort of a denied orgasm.“Bottom?” Ray smiled.“Sure. I want to see you both.” Ray agreed magnanimously as Marco adjusted his hold and they both guided Ace’s shaking form to the bedroom.Thankfully, Ace had cleaned in here recently. The sheets had even been washed too, which Ace didn’t typically bother with.Ray swiftly stripped, laying back on the bed with a coy smile. Ace was a bit surprised to find Ray removing a binder, breasts falling free as he sighed in relief. And then Ace found himself only a little more surprised to find Ray removing his pants, exposing his cunt to Marco and himself.It was a small mercy that Ace still had some of his wits about him to not question it. Much.Cock still aching, Ace found himself appreciating the view regardless of the answer.“Trans?” Ace asked, really hoping he hadn’t somehow gotten it wrong. Ray snorted and nodded his head.“Yeah.” Ray tipped his head back and removed his glasses. “Are you going to prep me too or just stare?” Ace grinned.“Absolutely. Just getting lost in the view.” Ace excused before glancing back at Marco who leaned against the door with a cocky grin.“Oh, don’t mind me. I like the view too, you know.” Marco said breezily. Pleased that Marco wasn’t feeling left out now that he couldn’t kiss him senseless, Ace removed the last of his clothes and crawled onto the bed. Hovering over Ray to reward him for his patience.Ace kissed Ray softly, lingering in the gentle press against his lips as his hands fondled Ray’s skin. Brushing over his shoulders and breasts. Gauging interest absently as he went, taking his time where he felt Ray hum against his tongue. Teasing his breasts and thighs, slowly cajoling him until Ace was more confident. Finally ready to slip his hand over Ray’s wet folds, massaging his clit carefully.Then, just like Ray did to him, Ace dipped a finger lower. Slipping in and caressing the soft walls until Ray was moaning. Rewarding the pretty sound with another finger to widen the stretch. Still toying with him, Ace was sure to press appreciative kisses and nip the swell of Ray’s breasts. Just enough to leave faint marks that deepened the louder Ray got. Ace matching Ray’s volume with his own moans as his cock throbbed from how fast Ace’s hand got soaked.“S-Shit! I-I’m good now, Ace! Fuck, I’m ready!” Ray huffed, squirming under Ace as he smirked.Ace pulled away to wipe his hand and gripped Ray’s waist, lining himself up and grinding the head of his cock in the slick mess. Before he could slip in, a heavy hand pressed down on his spine, another lifting his ass up. Marco pressed his dick against Ace’s ass, smearing something slick over his skin before forcing Ace’s body open.Marco’s cock was thick, the stretch just tolerable enough to send Ace’s heart pounding as the force made Ace’s own dick press into Ray’s wet cunt. If it wasn’t for the bracing hand on his hips, Ace would have collapsed under the pleasure. Squeezed tightly as Marco pressed onwards relentlessly, not pulling back once. By proxy, Ace was forced to bottom out in Ray even as Marco did the same with him.Moaning and swallowing hard, Ace pressed his face into Ray’s breasts. Biting down harder when Marco pulled away, Ace’s body reluctant to part with a single inch and getting dragged a few inches from Ray’s tight cunt as well. Only for Marco to snap his hips and drive a sharp cry from Ray and Ace himself. Ace’s hands locked with Ray’s as he kissed him, dizzy and overwhelmed as Marco set an uncompromising pace.Despite technically topping one person sharing his bed, Ace felt like he was being fucked on both parts. Hard. Body shaking and arching in conflicting directions as pleasure dictated. Accidentally rocking into Ray’s body as well with sharp jerks, the motions triggering a vice grip and guttural moans. Which naturally caused Ace’s body to tense and draw a thick groan from Marco, who only huffed and snapped his hips against Ace’s ass a little harder in turn.The bed creaked and groaned as all three of them raced to the edge. Biting and bruising each other as they struggled to keep breathing steadily. Marco pressed his chest into Ace’s back, driving his cock into Ace with short but fast strokes, moaning directly into Ace’s ear.“Fuck I knew your ass would be tight, yoi… Keep making that face, baby.” Marco huffed, biting hard onto Ace’s shoulder as he changed the angle, directly pressing into Ace’s prostate. Ace’s body was instantly electrified, thighs quivering under the strain of Marco’s cock.Unsurprisingly, Ace was the first to cum, digging his heels in to press as deep as he could manage. Growling as he wedged his hand between their bodies to roll his thumb over Ray’s clit, letting Marco’s thrusts grind Ace’s cock into Ray. Panting, tongue slipping over his teeth as he fought for air, Ace couldn’t hold back the moan when Ray’s cunt started to squeeze him. Quivering around his cock and driving him into overstimulation.“You look good getting fucked, Ace. Even better with all these pretty bites too. Do you like them?” Ray panted, “G-Give him ah-ah-another~! Fuck! M-Marco! Ace!” Ray bit out, throwing his head back as he came. Marco obliged, biting down onto a relatively unscathed section of Ace’s throat as he gripped Ray’s hips.Fucking into Ace and Ray hard enough to force them both over the edge again, Ace pressing his head into Ray’s shoulder to muffle his cries against fevered skin. He heard more than he saw Marco and Ray kiss. Wet and debauched, Marco quickly became quite noisy, cock throbbing in Ace’s ass as he went harder. Ace cried out, his own dick aching from two rapid orgasms and the harsh squeeze of Ray cumming on his cock again.Finally, Marco slammed into them with a satisfied snarl, forcing Ace to thrust deep into Ray as they both cried out. Hot liquid crowding his body as Ace panted for air, collapsing onto Ray’s body.Marco pressed a soft kiss to Ace’s back and laughed.“Well… guess we didn’t break the bed after all--!”Metal groaned and snapped. The bed plummeting several inches to the floor and startling a confused yelp from them all from overstimulation and fear.Ace heard a wet slap, Ray moving beneath him with a hiss.“You didn’t have to actually break the fucking thing!”“…Whoops. Sorry, yoi.” Marco responded dryly. Not an ounce of sincerity in his voice. “But while we’re here… care another round?”Ace knew he wasn’t going to be working tomorrow.“Only if you replace my bed.”Marco’s hips snapped against Ace with a wet slap, Ray gasping in surprise.“Fuck! Can I breathe first?!” Ray snapped. Marco kissed him with a smirk before whispering.“Maybe if you’re good.” Marco purred, starting back with an unforgiving pace.Ace… might have been too hasty offering his ass up for a new bed. Literally. But fuck if it wasn’t worth it.