Cubshots

by floralflorence

Summary:

The whirlwind of new loves and relationships - Regulus Black is still healing from his past but is on the road to the life he always wanted. Getting to play with his brother on their ice hockey team and living alongside him and his fiance Remus Lupin, he's comfortable and he's happy.
But, what happens when the boy who is only just beginning to learn what love is ends up in a relationship with three of his teammates who have already been together for years. Will his fears and his past cloud his love for Logan, Leo and Finn or will they be able to guide him through all the things he's never experienced before?

Absolutely all credits to lumosinlove - their characters, their worldbuilding. If you haven't read their stuff, RUN to their page - that shit had me kicking, screaming, blushing every 5 goddamn seconds. Will forever be my favourite stories and world on all of AO3 - I C O N I C i tell you.

I love their relationship and the characters so wanted to just dabble. I don't claim to be a good writer, I just have some fun for something do and as stress relief.

THIS IS A VERY SMUT-CENTRIC FIC IT'S SMUT SCENES WITH PLOT IN BETWEEN

Notes:

• Inspired by Coast To Coast by lumosinlove

Chapter 1: An evening of Firsts

Summary:

In this one, Reg is over at the boys' place for the evening. A discussion about what brings out Finn's classic O'Hara blush then leads into something more.

Reg's place in the relationship isn't official yet, but they're all head over heels for each other, being all adorable and shit.

~ 10,000

Explicit content:
- Blowjobs
- Frottage
- Cumming in clothes
- Facial
- Cum Swallowing
- Praise

''What about you, Regie, how do we get you to blush so prettily the way you do?'' Finn questioned with a smirk.

Regulus' heart sped up, butterflies swarming in his stomach, ''urm, I wouldn't know. I've never really done it before.'' Like clockwork, the three boys' jaws dropped open. He was embarrassed to admit it even though he wasn't nearly as embarrassed as if he was around people other than them; his embarrassment burned into something more when he noticed Logan turn his head further into Finn's neck and roll his hips gently into Finn's thigh. Regulus was sure he heard a whisper that sounded like blended French from Leo. Only Logan could hear well enough to translate Leo's whisper-like prayer of ''si putain de pure'', making everyone get pulled into the present by Logan's high-pitched whine of Finn's name as his legs curled around Finn's thigh tighter than before.

Finn, ever the adult, decided to question further on thus miraculous revelation whilst flexing his thigh, making Logan bite into Finn's shoulder, embarrassed by how a simple conversation could make him so needy for attention.

''So, darling, you've never been kissed before?'' Finn looked delighted at the answering shake of Regie's head.

Regulus couldn't decide whether he wanted to melt into the sofa or shuffle closer to the three gorgeous boys, his brain short-circuited before he could make a decision by a movement from Leo catching his eye. Specifically, Leo slipping his own bottom lip into his mouth and biting down, eye trained intently on Regie's own moisturised lips, shuffling his hips forward on the sofa when Regie subconsciously nibbled on his own.

''Yeah, well, I've always wanted to but, you know,'' Regulus fiddled with his hair, pushing it back from his forehead, ''no one's ever really been interested before.''

''You must've been around some dumbass boys if no one's ever wanted to taste your pretty lips, Regie. Well, i'm fairly certain you've got three takers here for your choosing if you want.''

Regulus' head shot up from where it had since tilted down to hide his flush behind the longer strands of his hair, checking the faces of all three boys for signs of sarcasm but only ending up regretting not staying hidden at the want etched into all three faces. Finn looking cooly at Regulus through slatted eyes; Logan, now having tilted his body more towards Regulus, staring back at him with pupils blown wide; and Leo, stroking Logan's ankle in his lap, smirking at Regulus.

''Fishcake isn't joking, joli chéri, take your pick of any of us if you want.''

''Or none of us if you don't want, Regie, it's your choice. As much as we'd all like to be your first and treat you right, if you don't want to, you don't want to. I promise no one here is going to judge you or be angry,'' Logan added to Leo's statement, Finn and Leo both nodding along intently.

''I, um, yeah okay,'' Regulus inwardly cringed at his awkwardness, however, quickly having his attention stolen once again.

Logan sat up fully, suddenly assertive and the most serious any of the boys had seen him all night, ''no, don't just seem like you're agreeing with us, tell us so we all know where we're at,'' he crawled over the tangle of Finn and Leo's legs and knelt in front of Regulus, slightly taller than him from the position. He held Regie lightly by the chin, tilting his head up to meet Logan's eyes, serious yet caring.

''Tell us what you want.''

Regulus' eyes closed at the contrast between his gentle hold and stern tone, finding comfort in them both.

''I want you to kiss me, make me feel good,'' he opened his eyes and added, ''the three of you... please?'' Regulus surprised himself with how frustrated he was getting at not being able to properly say what he wanted so badly, dreading the thought of ruining his chance with the only people who had ever made him feel like he did at that moment, with them.

Logan sat back on his heels, dropping his hand to Regulus' shoulders, stroking gently in comfort, ''okay, okay,'' he lightly massaged his shoulders to calm his slight shudder as Finn and Leo shuffled closer to the pair. All of them huddling around one area of the sofa was almost impossible, resulting in Logan sitting back on his knees in front of Regie, Leo sat facing the two and placed a warm palm on Regulus' knee; and Finn rising to stand behind Regie, placing a calming hand on his back, rubbing in a repetitive rhythm like how he moved his stick on the ice during warm-ups, the familiar pattern helping calm Regie further.

After a few moments of silence, Regulus' shoulders rose and fell with a deep breath. Finn moved closer to his back, Finn's torso pressing up against him and leaning down to Regulus' ear, ''You better now?''

''Yeah, I'm fine, I'm sorry, I'm not sure why-''

''Hey, hey, I wasn't criticising, I was checking. Don't apologise for being overwhelmed, it can be a lot, we know.'' He softly kissed the top of his head and murmured into his hair, ''we just want you to be okay, baby.''

Regulus' heart had slowed as Finn spoke, only to skip a beat at the pet name, causing a soft breath to escape his parted lips as he leaned back into Finn's hard torso.

His body moved with Finn's soft chuckle, ''okay, we can add 'being called baby' to the list of 'Ways to Achieve Regie's Pretty Blush' then from the looks of it.'' Leo was glad for the light laughs and giggles Finn got out of everyone, wanting his boys to all be as settled and safe as possible.

''Leo.''

Leo's thoughts cleared at the sound of his name, looking at Regie questioningly, he was sure he hadn't missed part of the conversation.

''Leo, what, notre étoile?'' Logan asked with a questioning tilt of his head.

''Can I- Can Leo-,'' Regie turned his head to face Leo, ''Can you kiss me, je veux que tu sois mon premier, s'il te plait?''

''Oui,'' Leo's answer was hoarse and gravelly, he swallowed then confirmed, ''oui, bien sûr je vais bébé garçon.''

''God, I have got to learn me some French.'' Everyone began laughing outright at Finn's frustration.

''Hey, I've tried to teach you, you always say it's not relevant,'' defended Logan.

''I don't want to know how to order food, I want to be able to understand you three being all hot and sexy in French,'' Finn ended his point about his inner turmoil with a pronounced pout.

Logan was still laughing lightly when he learned over Regie slightly to suck Finn's bottom lip into his mouth, biting lightly before murmuring, ''don't worry, baby, we can be just as hot and sexy in English too.''

Finn hummed, ''can you now?'' he whispered, gently grabbing Logan's jaw and kissing him properly before letting him lean back when Regie let out a soft whimper at the sight of Finn's tongue sweeping over Logan's lip.

Leo leaned further into the back of the sofa to make more room in front of him, parting his legs before patting the space between them, ''come here, baby.''

Regulus shyly shuffled into the given space after Logan and Finn had moved to the side of the sofa next to Leo, not before giving Regulus soft kisses on his head, making him shudder. Finn flopped gracefully onto the rest of the space before pulling Logan into his lap, both boys turned to look at the other pair. He was nervously knelt between Leo's knees when he was surprised by Leo's hands, gripping his hips, urging him closer.

''It'll be comfier if you sit on my lap, sweetheart, besides, I want you nice and close to me,'' Leo smiled cheekily at him.

He flushed and carefully placed one knee of either side of Leo's hips before sitting, hands coming to rest on Leo's broad, muscled shoulders. Regulus nervously smoothed his hands across Leo's shoulders before moving them down towards Leo's chest, feeling him with a ghost's touch, his fingertips just grazing across the muscles and skin underneath his thin tank top. And who was Leo to stop him exploring? Leo's head fell back against the sofa and lay quietly, allowing Regie to do as he pleased, rubbing light circles into the skin of Regulus' hips and his eyes fluttered shut. Leo doesn't know how long they sat there: Regulus finally allowing himself to touch one of the boys he had pined after for so long; Leo lying there peacefully, listening to Finn and Logan pass quiet comments (''both so pretty'' ''he's got such nice hands, so elegant'' ''no wonder he's so smooth and pretty on the ice'') and their little kisses in between. They all bathed in Regulus' presence as he finally allowed himself to do something for himself for once.

Leo was anchored out of his floaty state by Regulus' hands gliding up from his torso to his neck and finally resting on his jaw, making Leo lift his head to look at what they'd all once thought was the grey of steel but was now the soft grey that reminded Leo of the grey pillowcases Logan had on his bed upstairs.

The change made Leo smile at their boy, causing a mirroring smile back, small sounds from the duo sat next to them caused them both to glance over. Logan, sat with his back resting on Finn's chest, legs tangled together, had his head leaned back to rest on Fin's shoulder, chin tilted up by one of Finn's fingertips as they kissed, unrushed and loving. Leo and Regulus watched as Logan's toes curled when Finn's tongue slipped into his mouth and licked along his teeth and teased Logan's tongue playfully with his.

Regulus captured Leo's attention again when he felt his shuddering breath run through him, making Leo shake slightly with laughter, ''yeah, that pretty much sums up how I feel when I see Finn and Lo together, ils sont jolies, non?''

A whisper back, ''oui.''

Leo readjusted himself to sit up properly, Regulus went to move off his lap to make it easier but Leo just tightened his grip on his waist and pulled him in closer. When he was fully upright, even sat down, Leo's head reached to above Regulus', making him have to tilt his head down to look at him. The last thing Leo wanted to do was to move too fast for him and frighten him, the thought of him scaring one of his boys made Leo feel physically ill.

He pushed that thought to the back of his mind and focused. He lifted a hand and held the side of Regulus' face, trying not to let show how much he loved the way he leaned into the touch, it was what Finn lovingly called 'Leo's caretaker side'. To make what he was going to do clear, he ran his thumb over the soft expanse of Regie's bottom lip, wondering briefly if it was damn good lip balm or genetics that made them that way. Gently pushing his bottom lip down with his thumb so that Regie's lips parted, he leaned in slowly, loosening his hold on his waist so he knew he was free to move away if he wanted to. Regie, instead, leaned in to meet Leo as he took his bottom lip between his own parted lips and, finally, kissed Regulus properly.

Leo tried putting all his emotion he felt towards the smaller boy into his kiss, not knowing when Regulus would be ready to hear it in words. He felt Regie's chest moving up and down as he breathed deeply, replacing his hands where they were before on Leo's chest, leaning in closer. Leo pulled back slightly after a few minutes of soft yet sensual kisses, smiling at the way he was chased by Regie's lips.

''Plus.''

Leo's hold tightened again at the shallow rasp that Regulus' usually light voice had become.

''Baise chéri,'' Leo muttered before kissing Regulus again, firmer this time.

From the sound of Regulus, Leo decided to take a bit of a leap of faith and grazed his teeth lightly over Regulus' plump bottom lip, cock twitching when he almost keened in response and parted his lips wider. Regulus whimpered against Leo's mouth when he licked he way across Regulus' lip and into his mouth, finding his tongue and teasing it gently with his own. Leo's hips rolled unconsciously when he heard Regulus' soft moans as their tongues danced together.

God, he sounded so fucking pretty.

After a while of kissing Leo deeply, Regulus built up the courage to take Leo's lip between his teeth, tugging slightly and biting down softly, body quaking as he felt the deep groan Leo let out, fingers flexing on Regulus' hips, strong and large. This was one of the only times in his life that strength like that hadn't scared Regulus. They all played hockey, they were all strong and muscled.

Back at the snakes that had terrified him.

But with his boys, it made him feel safe, knowing it would only ever be used to protect him, never to hurt him.

He wanted more, he wanted to kiss Logan with his teasing lips and Finn with his playful tongue, he wanted to experience everything with all of them, he wanted to be with them, be part of them, know them all to the deep level that they all grew to know and understand each other. He wanted them to know him like that too - that was the scariest part to Regulus, people knowing him, yet he wanted it with everything he had, not being scared arguably scared him more than anything else. But how could he be scared when he knew already that they'd all care for him so well. He knew because he would do anything for any of them, even if this is the only thing he ever got with them, he'd care from a thousand miles away if he had to, it didn't matter.

Although, he was very glad to be able to care from such close proximity to all three boys. He knew he'd be anything they needed and they'd do the same for him.

They'd all do the same for him - Regulus had never gotten much of that anywhere.

This sudden revelation made him smile while kissing Leo, of course making Leo's lips break into a matching one. 'See,' Regulus thought smugly, 'the same.'

''Merci, beau.''

Breaths of laughter cooled Regulus' warm lips, ''je t'en prie, beau,''

From Regulus' left, Finn broke the silence that had settled over them all, ''now, about that whole thing you said earlier about all three of us...'' The statement was punctuated with an infamously Finn eyebrow-wiggle, making Leo's eyes roll endearingly and Regulus let out a soft laugh.

''You know I think I might remember something about that, although, I can't exactly remember what I said so maybe not,'' Regulus teased back.

Finn rose and stood so that he was close to where Regulus had sat back on his heels, making Regie tilt his head up and to the side to be able to keep eye contact with him. Finn's right hand rested under Regulus' chin, his thumb and index finger holding his head tilted towards him.

''I think it was something along the lines of wanting us all to make you feel good, wanting us all to take those pretty little lips of yours, hm? Remembering a bit better now, baby?''

Finn moved his thumb to press into the centre of his bottom lip, tender from the attention it had been getting from Leo and his teeth. The ache felt better than Regulus could've imagined, causing spikes of pleasure to shoot tingles in random areas of his body. The sudden thought of the fact he'd only been kissed and he still felt like this made Regulus believe the boys were going to fulfil their promise to make him feel good, though good was beginning to feel like a drastic understatement.

''I want an answer, honey.''

''Oui, oui, I remember, please.''

''Please, what? I can't help you if I don't know what you're begging me for, Regie.''

Begging.

''I- please make me feel good, Finn. Kiss me?''

Finn's right hand fell from Regulus' chin as he leaned down towards him, butterflies from the desperate wideness of his grey eyes. Regulus met him halfway, rising on his knees instead of sitting back, making Finn place a stabilising hand on the small of his back as his legs shook slightly.

The difference between Leo and Finn's personalities shone through in the way they kissed him, Leo was cautious and gentle, both because he was first and because of his 'caretaker side'. Finn was a firecracker. He sucked Regulus' raw bottom lip into his mouth, making sure his teeth lightly scraped across it and bought his other hand up to cup the back of Regulus' head. His tongue danced into Regulus' mouth, teasing along the roof of it, across the backs of his teeth, scarcely stroking Regulus' own tongue before drawing out his mouth and kissing him, then repeating the process over again.

Regulus wanted to feel Finn's tongue against his, he needed it, before he could catch his mouth up to his brain, a needy whimper escaped, getting caught in Finn's mouth and causing his tell-tale smirk to appear.

The hand on his back and woven into his hair disappeared as two strong hands reached down to grip Regulus' thighs before pulling him up and into the circle of Finn's arms, pressing him flat against Finn's torso, legs tightly wrapped around his waist. Before Regie got the chance to process the sudden change of scenery, the hand was back on his head and Finn's tongue slipped deep into his mouth, finally licking over Regulus'. His need for it disappeared but his want for it increased as he teased Finn's tongue back, rolling his hips into Finn's abs the best he could without falling.

When Regulus was up and out of Leo's lap, Leo was so distracted by his gorgeous boyfriend and Regie that he didn't notice his other boyfriend getting closer until he climbed into his lap. With his back against the arm of the sofa, knees bent, and leaning into Leo, Logan watched the pair with him. Leo wrapped his arm around Logan, making him lean more into him, pressing small kisses into the taller one's neck and jaw while Leo played with the small hairs on the back of his neck, causing him to shiver at the sensation. The sofa shifted when Finn sat perched on the edge, Regulus' legs still wrapped around his waist.

''Suckerfish Finn back and ready to go as always from the sounds of it,'' murmured Logan with a breathy laugh in Leo's ear, causing him to shake them both with his laugh.

Regulus apparently didn't share the comedic sentiment. He whined high in his throat when Finn began sucking on the tip of his tongue, the sensation new and overwhelming, sending all his nerves on edge. It would've been wonderful if he'd have been able to get some friction on his now fully hard cock but the position they were in didn't give him much room for leverage, leaving him only able to get the briefest contact.

''Ever heard that patience is a virtue, baby Black? Lo's still got to get his kisses with you, he's waited so nice for you. Our baby deserves some reward, don't you think?'' Finn questioned after he pulled back from Regie's lips to look at him properly.

''Yeah, chéri, I wanna taste you too.'' Logan agreed with a sly smile, ''merde, especially when your lips are so sensitive,'' he added when he turned to look at him.

Taking that as confirmation, Finn stole one more kiss before shuffling both himself and Reg over next to Leo, still harbouring Lo in his lap. Leo and Finn sat properly with their back against the sofa, Leo's arm stretched over the back behind Finn's head, playing with his hair. Lo was in Leo's lap, legs stretched over Finn's knees now too, and Regie mirroring Logan's position in Finn's lap.

Lo leaned towards Reg and smiled, ''saving the best 'till last, smart choice,'' giving him no time to respond before leaning in and beginning to press small, barely there pecks all over Regulus' lips.

All three other boys laughed at his pout, ''kiss me properly, Lo.''

Lo peered up at Reg's pleading eyes, ''I am kissing you properly, mon amour, je ne sais pas du quoi tu parles,'' he teased.

Regulus leaned closer, bumping their noses together gently, brushing his lips over Logan's and whispering, ''been waiting for you too, Lo, please, je veux te goûter.''

Logan swallowed, ''fuck, who can say no to you?''

Lo had a stabilising hand on either Leo or Finn's thigh, he didn't much care to lean away from the brunette to check, as he captured Regie's lips into a small kiss.

So fucking soft still.

Lo could've sworn he felt the room spin when their shy boy laid a hand on the side of his face, tilting them both in opposite directions, deepening the kiss and tangling his own tongue with Logan's.

Leo and Finn, on the other hand, could've sworn they'd died and gone to their own private Heaven, each had a gorgeous boy on his lap, their other boyfriend by their side, watching their sinful tongues dance together sensually. Le's attention was drawn away from the picturesque scene by the feeling of Finn's head falling back to rest on his arm, eyes squeezed shut.

''Baby?''Leo questioned, concern only growing when Finn's right hand reached up to grip Leo's wrist dangling over his shoulder. Logan and Regie had been subconsciously shuffling closer to each other, bodies moving together as they both leaned in then backwards to teasingly flick their tongues against the other's lips. This made for both a lovely viewing and a lot of friction on Finn's hard cock as Regulus' hip brushed against him with every slight shift.

'''Fuck, I'm gonna have to sneak off at some point, need to come, don't wanna overwhelm him,'' Finn gapsed quietly between breaths.

Leo would've usually teased him for this but, sensing his genuine worry about scaring Regie away by forcing him to be involved in something when he doesn't want to or isn't ready to, he instead, soothed Finn's nerves, ''they'll be fine alone together for a while. I'll come with you.''

Leo's heart rate slowed as the grip on his wrist loosened. He used his now free hand to gently urge Finn to turn his head towards him, kissing him a few times, until Finn muttered, ''not really helping my current issue here, baby,'' before continuing kissing him.

''Hey, it was meant to be comforting,'' Leo defended himself.

''You're always comforting, my body's just screaming 'sexy boyfriend is kissing you' at me right now.''

''Gonna take care of Finn, sweetheart,'' was muttered into Lo's ear, Logan understanding him and nodding, lifting his weight to allow Leo to get up before pulling Regulus down so they were both lying horizontally together, still tangled in each other. Finn and Leo placed soft kisses on both boys' heads before jogging to the downstairs bathroom.

Regulus hummed questioningly into Logan's mouth, seeming pleased with, ''bathroom'' and going straight back to kissing Lo.

Finn reached there first, quicker in his desperation, opening the door and instantly turning to face it once he was inside. When Leo had passed under the doorway, Finn walked towards him, nudging the door closed with one hand and pressing Leo up against it, hard, and kissed him deeply. As soon as he hit the door, Leo grabbed Finn's hips, pulling him firmly against him, one thigh in between his, rolling his hips sensually against Finn.

Mid-kiss, Finn's mouth opened with a long, grateful moan, eyes squeezing shut at the sensation.

''Fuck, need more. Please, please, please.''

Leo shushed Finn soothingly, reaching his hand into the front of Finn's shorts, slightly difficult due to Finn's constant movement, driving his hips down onto Leo's muscled thigh. Finn's head dropped onto Leo's shoulder when his large hand wrapped around his cock, Leo's hips bucking into Finn's hip bone as his thumb was covered with wetness when he swiped over the sensitive head of Finn's cock.

''Merde, you're dripping, baby. So good for lasting so long, so so good for us,'' comforted Leo.

''Le, tease me later please, I can't, I- need to come for you, please, please make me come,'' pleaded Finn.

''Shhh baby, not gonna tease you, I promise, gonna make you come so hard for me, oui?''

Finn moaned loudly in agreement, Leo shucking Finn's trousers to his feet, wrapping his hand totally around Finn and stroking him firmly, teasing the weeping head with his thumb. After a few minutes of Leo stroking and Finn moaning loudly into his shoulder, biting down harshly into his muscle to try to muffle the sounds, Finn was embarrassed yet unsurprised at what he could be reduced to in a few minutes. It was Leo he was dealing with here.

Finn let out a muffled ''hhmf'' noise when he was suddenly the one pressed against the door, Leo dropping to his knees in front of him, not before placing a hand behind Finn's head before it hit the wooden door.

''Oh fuck me,'' muttered Finn in one breath, seeing Leo lick up the underside of his cock, eyes locked onto his.

''Baby, I'm really-fuck-not gonna last long,'' he cut himself off with a deep moan as Leo took him entirely into his throat, ''if you don't want it in your mouth, then-''

Finn was interrupted by Leo pulling off his cock, leaving the tip resting against his lips, his breath cool against his sensitive head as he spoke, ''wanna taste all my boys, baby.''

He swallowed Finn down again, hollowing out his cheeks and taking him deeper than before.

Finn was moaning uncontrollably now, hips bucking, one hand gripping the door handle, the other tangled in Leo's hair. His moans were punctuated by random phrases that slipped out of his mouth: 'so good to me', 'fuck, love you so much'.

Leo's eyes met his, wide and pleading for Finn's cum; it sent Finn over the edge, Leo pulling back slightly so he came in his mouth instead of down his throat - he wanted to taste his boyfriend in his mouth after this. He teased Finn's cockhead through his orgasm, slowly pulling off when it began to make Finn's legs tremble.

Rising to his feet, he slipped a hand behind Finn's neck, tilting his head forward, kissing him messily, tongues tangling, Finn groaning at his own taste on Leo's tongue.

''Finn, Leo?''

They pulled apart at Logan's voice echoing through the door, Finn blushing, remembering how loud he was being. Lo was barely raising his voice and they heard him clearly. Leo brushed his lips against Finn's, ''don't worry, Fish, you sounded so fucking sexy,'' and pulled away with a smirk. Finn staggered away from the door, knees weak from Leo's actions and his words. Leo opened the door and walked out to see Lo and Regie looking at the doorway over the back of the sofa.

Lo just raised an eyebrow at him, smiling slightly, Leo shrugged, still smirking and brought a thumb to the side of his mouth, swiping the drop of Finn's cum and saliva onto it. He sucked the pad of his thumb and smiled at the blush deepening on Regulus' face and the lust blooming on Lo's when he realised why Finn had been so loud.

Making a bee-line for the sofa, Leo leaned down to reach Logan, lying with his head propped against the arm of the sofa, Regulus straddling his hips on top of him. Using his hand, Leo gently applied pressure Lo's jaw, prompting him to open it. He leaned down over the back of the sofa and spat Finn's cum into his mouth. Seeing what his boyfriend was doing, Lo opened his mouth wider and swallowed, maintaining eye contact with Leo the entire time.

''Good boy,'' Leo praised, voice rough and gravelly.

Regulus shifted on Lo's lap at the erotic sight, moaning softly when Leo leaned down to tangle his tongue with Logan's.

It was only after that when Leo noticed the heaving chests of both Logan and Reg, his eyebrows furrowed, confused. He didn't have time to question before Regulus spoke.

''Hey, Fishcake,'' accompanied with a mischievous chuckle.

Finn smiled back sheepishly, finally emerging from the bathroom on slightly more stable legs, flush still disappearing below the neckline of his shirt. As Regie leaned towards him, head tilted up, his embarrassment lifted slightly, kissing him firmly on the mouth.

''So, did you two have fun?'' Cheeky Finn was back.

He hummed in reply, ''just as much as you two from the sounds of it,'' Logan teased back.

At that, Finn and Leo's eyebrows rose, becoming more confused when Reg refused to meet either of their eyes, instead looking shyly down at Logan.

Clearly the more observant one, Finn groaned loudly, obviously figuring out what had happened before Leo.

''Goddamn, I don't know if I would've wanted to be in here or the bathroom more,'' mused Finn, ''did Lo keep his promise, darling?''

Finn teasingly nudged his nose against Regulus' ear, making him shiver when he hummed happily against it at Regulus' nod.

As soon as Finn leaned away from Regie, he burst out laughing at Leo's expression - AKA not a clue what was going on. Finn pointedly looked down at the wet patches that covered the front of Logan's jeans and Regie's sweatpants.

''Fuck me, man,'' Leo hung his head, hands leaning still against the back of the sofa, trying to control the horny flush that swept over him. His imagination was running wild but he guaranteed that it didn't do them justice.

''It was basically a competition of who could make the prettier noises when they came in my opinion,'' teased Logan, rising up onto his hands, partially enjoying Leo's distress. Chuckles darted around the room as Regulus shoved Logan, embarrassed and flushed at the confident declaration, making him fall down onto his back to lie flat against the sofa.

''I'm sorry, just being honest, baby,'' he smirked in response. He squeezed Regulus' hips, using them to urge him forward, ''gimme a kiss, mon ange.''

Regulus leaned over Logan, forearm balanced on the arm of the sofa and kissed him deeply, Logan humming appreciatively. Once Regulus was upright again, Leo went to the bathroom to grab some towels and then to his bedroom for something for them both to change into.

After he'd left the room, Finn noticed Reg was deep in thought, slightly anxious and wanting to check he was okay about what had happened over the last few hours, he questioned him about it.

''Non, I'm fine, I'm really great actually,'' he huffed a laugh, ''from the, uh, sounds of it, Leo hasn't come yet though, right?'''

After an affirmative shake of Finn's head, the three boys began figuring out how to take care of Leo, the man too busy taking care of everyone else.

After some debate, Leo decided on a pair of Finn's sweatpants for Logan, he always loved wearing them, apparently Finn had comfier ones than anyone else. He grabbed a pair of Logan's for Reg, knowing they had the same slim waists so they'd actually kind of fit, unlike with Finn and Leo's. And if he chose the pair that hugged Logan's ass to the point that they were only worn if he was mad at Leo and/or Finn to make them suffer, then that would just be pure coincidence.

Waltzing proudly back into the living room, he tossed the towels to the two still on the sofa before handing the respective pair their clothes. The trio reminded Regie where the bathroom was if he wanted some privacy, which he took them up on, climbing carefully off Logan and kissing Leo softly on the cheek in thanks.

When Regulus emerged from the bathroom, he was handed a water by Finn, who was waiting just outside the door. He quickly downed the glass, not realising how thirsty he was. Despite knowing already what he was going to come out to, the sight of Logan on top of Leo, grinding his hips fluidly against him, tongues dancing messily, still made his legs shake.

Finn was behind him, hands wrapped around his waist, pressing light kisses against the back of his neck as the two stood watching.

The moan Leo let out when Logan leaned down to kiss at his ear, whispering about how Reg had looked and sounded as he came against him, rattled throughout the house. Reg's heart skipped a beat and Finn's arms tightened around his waist, forehead leaning against Regie's neck. He shivered at Finn's breath against him.

Regulus' attention snapped back to the sofa at the melodic sound of Leo's laugh echoing over to the hallway. Logan was throwing Leo's jumper into a corner, rolling his eyes at him, ''shut up''.

Soft breaths from Finn's laugh rustled the back of Regie's hair, ''Lo has a thing for muscles, shivers every time he sees and feels how strong Knutty is. So fucking fun to tease him about.''

''I'm sure he's had plenty of good dreams about you too, O'Hara,'' Regie leaned his head back onto Finn's shoulder, biting his earlobe, ''can't tell you the amount of times I've had to sit pretending to mess with part of my gear on my lap because of you and your body, baby.''

Finn blushed at the compliment, still not used to them even after being told hundreds by his boys over the past few years, even before they were together. He placed a soft kiss to Regie's lips in thanks before tapping his hips, gesturing him closer to the other boys.

''Believe me, the view is much better up close.''

Finn was right. The sight of Tremzy rocking his hips down onto Le's thigh while sliding his tongue across the rigid expanse of his chest and torso was something else. He'd placed his marks along his way, red and purple bruises patterning across his skin, teeth marks evident on his neck and by his hips.

Reg didn't know whether to stare at Lo's sensual, fluid movements or at Leo. He was slack-jawed, eyes closed, with his head resting against the back of the sofa, one hand gripping Logan's thigh, the other tangled in his hair, nails scraping his scalp.

''Stop staring and kiss me O'Hara,'' mumbled Leo, he peeked one eye open and looked at Finn, ''c'mere.''

Taking a seat on Leo's left side, he used a hand to turn his head towards him, teasingly brushing their noses together, peppering kisses across his cheeks and jaw.

''Tease me and I'll ride you for hours and stop every time you're about to come,'' he removed the hand that was on Lo's thigh and gripped Finn's jaw, tilting his head to full face him.

''Kiss me please,'' - it was a demand, not a request.

Finn's swallow was audible, the dominance in his voice rattling through all three of them. It made Reg's legs move him unconsciously towards the sofa, dropping down to kneel on Leo's other side. With his head turned toward Finn, the expanse of his neck was on show. He took a leap of faith and put his inexperience aside, deciding to just go with what felt right, he knew as embarrassed as he might be at times, he wouldn't be judged by anyone there. Regulus began at his shoulder, placing light, barely-there kisses against the taut skin. Where his neck met his shoulder, he bit down gently, scraping his teeth. A blush spread across his face at Knutty's approving hum.

Everyone shifted their focus towards Lo when he knees hit the floor.

''What you doing down there, baby?'' Leo ran a hand down the side of Logan's face.

Tremzy ran his hands up and down Leo's thighs, ''I told you, baby, gonna take care of you. Always making us feel so good,'' Finn hummed in agreement, ''it's your turn now.''

The metallic clang of Finn undoing the tallest's belt was the only sound in the room apart from Leo's now deep breathing. When the clasp of the belt was undone, Regulus reached down, popping the button of his jeans and drawing the zip down. His hands shook when Leo's eyes fluttered shut and he groaned low in his throat, Regie's knuckles brushed again the tip of his cock, sensitive after being hard for so long.

He was proud of himself for not passing out when Leo gripped his wrist gently, light enough that he could easily pull out of the grip if he wanted. He held his hand to cup his cock, rocking his hips gently upwards. Reg bit down on his bottom lip to centre himself before stroking his thumb against the head, his own cock twitching at the feeling of Leo throbbing underneath his touch.

Logan gripped the waistband of his jeans and shimmied them down his hips. Regulus tried removing his hand so Leo could lift his hips easily but his grip on his wrist tightened as his hips rose off the sofa.

''Please don't stop, feels so good,'' Leo's strained voice had Finn groaning lowly, Regulus' chest heaving shakily with a deep breath.

He pushed his hand more firmly down against Leo, causing his back to arch slightly at finally getting some friction and pressure against the almost constant ache he'd had for hours.

Regulus shifted slightly on his knees, pressing the heel of his palm to rub against the tip of his cock. With the fingertip of his other hand, he gestured Leo's chin toward him, tilting his head and kissing him gently. When Leo tried pushing forwards to kiss him deeper, Regulus pulled back and smirked, instead leaning over his body to capture Finn's lips in a sensual kiss. Finn's tongue slipped deep into his mouth right in front of Leo's face.

''Now that's just cruel,'' Leo pouted exaggeratedly.

The pair pulled away from each other, smiling. Against his hand, Regie felt Leo's cock pulse fiercely, a new wave of lust flooding through him at the strand of saliva that still connected their lips. They shared one last kiss before they both leaned back, Regulus pulling his hand away from Leo, causing him to sit up further in protest.

A hand from both Finn and Reg on his shoulders pushed him back against the sofa as Logan's voice floated up from his place between Leo's thighs, now matching his chest with considerably more bite marks. No wonder Leo was so needy for some friction.

''Don't worry, baby, like I said, gonna take care of you.'' Lo smirked, looking up at the trio through his lashes as he leaned down to brush his lips against the base of his cock through his boxers. ''Besides, you know how much I love choking on your cock,'' he added with a mischievous wink. His forwardness made Regulus choke on his own spit.

''Désolé, mon ange,'' Lo chuckled.

''Ah-un-juh means angel right?'' came Finn's questioning tone. The contrast between Lo's dirty talk and Finn's inquiry about languages made Regulus burst out laughing.

''Oui, très bien, mon poisson,'' Regulus managed between giggles.

''May-er-ci boo-koo cutie.''

From that, everyone spent solid minutes cry-laughing, Lo leaning his head against Leo's knee, shoulders shaking.

After everyone had calmed slightly, Leo kissed Finn solidly, ''I love you, baby,'' still chuckling lightly into the kiss.

''I love you too, handsome, now, I wanna see Lo's pretty lips stretched around your cock so just lie back and look good, shouldn't be too hard for you,'' Finn flirted unabashedly, pushing Leo gently to rest back against the sofa cushions.

Logan hummed in agreement and pushed up on his knees, kissing along the waistband of his boxers, looking up at him through his lashes. He ran his hands up Leo's thighs slowly, and then continued up to his hips, thumbs lightly brushing along the length of his cock.

Hooking his fingers under the elastic of the waistband, Logan gave the impression he was going to finally remove the last layer he had on. Instead,he kissed down the centre of the waistband until he reached the damp spot on the fabric, Leo's tip pressing against it, dripping precum. He flattened his tongue on the head and let his spit dampen the fabric further; then blowing cool air directly onto the same spot - Leo's hips twitched upwards, breath coming in heavy pants.

Apparently very much enjoying the response from his boyfriend, Logan teased the slit of his cock with his tongue, making the fabric rub against his tip.

''Oh merde, chéri, j'ai besoin de ta bouche sur moi, s'il te plait.''

''D'accord, d'accord, I'm done teasing now, baby, promise,'' Logan assured him.

Legs shaking as he lifted his hips, Leo moaned at the combined relief of having his cock finally freed and the sensation of the fabric rubbing against him. The boxers joined Leo's long-forgotten sweater in the corner.

Regulus unconsciously reached down to rub against his own cock, imagination instantly running wild.

''Oh mon dieu,'' Regie whimpered in his throat, leaning his forehead to rest against Leo's shoulder.

Finn hummed, agreeing with his unspoken statement, ''so big and thick, fills your mouth up so nicely,'' Finn murmured, kissing along the shell of Leo's ear. He moaned Finn's name, elongated and needy, it went straight to Regulus' cock and he felt precum wet his tip.

Regulus didn't know if the full-body shiver that ran through Leo was because of his words or his kisses but he wanted to make Leo feel good too. Placing a stabilising hand on Leo's shoulder, he shuffled closer, sitting at an angle with his legs folded to the side. Balancing on his hand, he took Leo's earlobe into his mouth, sucking lightly before grazing his teeth against it.

''Baise, princesse.''

Princess.

The nickname made Regulus' body tremble, he leaned his head against Leo's temple, eyes slipping shut and letting out a moan that was nothing short of whorish right against Leo's ear. He wasn't used to the sensations racing through his body with mere words.

A whimper from Logan prompted Finn to glance away from Leo's eyes, slatted closed, yet still visibly rolled back into his head and down at his boyfriend. A large bead of precum was sliding down the side of Leo's cock, making Lo's mouth water.

Whilst Finn and Reg had been assaulting Leo's, apparently very sensitive ears, Logan had fished out lube from under one of the cushions on the opposite sofa and had been slicking his hands up. He wanted to make Leo feel as good as possible, a wet blow job was always the way to make Leo see stars.

He wrapped a hand around the base of Leo's cock, dragging it up and down in several smooth strokes, covering it entirely with lube before adding his other hand. He was fully upright on his knees now, stroking the bottom three quarters of his cock with both hands, twisting and jerking the way Leo liked best. Logan revelled in the loud, long moans he pulled from Leo, before leaning so his head was poised above Leo's tip, letting his spit drip down to cover it.

The cool sensation of his spit contrasted with the vibrant heat of Leo's cock, making his hips jerk and another beam of precum appear at the tip. Flattening his tongue, Logan flicked back and forth against Leo's slit, collecting the fluid there and prompting more out.

At this point, Leo didn't know up from down, his brain focused onto three spots and nothing else. Finn on his left ear, sloppily kissing along it then blowing cool air, never failing to send quivers straight down to his cock. Regulus on his right ear, surprisingly harsher, somehow knowing that the bites and nibbles along his earlobe and flicks of his tongue against the shell of his ear would make him leak into Logan's mouth. And Logan, dexterity and coordination proving defiant in his hands, both twisting and jerking smoothly, up and down a few times before changing the pattern, the surprise making his movements even better. His soft lips now wrapped around the head of his cock, tongue swirling around it in his mouth, spit dripping down the sides, slicking the rest of his cock.

When Logan suddenly hollowed his cheeks, the suction tight and wet around his head Leo's hands flew down to tangle in his hair. He looked down and made eye contact with Logan, who was staring up at him through his lashes.

Briefly, Logan pulled back from his cock, just slightly, enough for him to nod at the unspoken question.

He moved his hands, one to steady himself against the sofa, the other holding onto Leo's thigh. He slid his mouth down over Leo's cock once again, slipping his lips over his teeth. A raised eyebrow from Leo and Logan's affirmative hum in response, making him moan from the vibration, and Leo tightened his hold on Logan's hair.

He thrust into his mouth shallowly a few times, before thrusting harder and deeper into his mouth and entering the tight, wet heat of his throat.

''Oh putain tu es si bon, bébé, si putain de bon pour moi.''

Regulus opened his eyes and pulled away from teasing Leo's ear just enough to glance down at Logan. He had to quickly reach down and squeeze the base of his cock to stop himself from either cumming or flooding Logan's sweats with precum.

Really not wanting to cum in sweatpants that weren't his own, Regulus pulled the tip of his cock out the waistband. He needed to cum, he couldn't not, seeing Logan's mouth stretched so obscenely around Leo's cock, spit dripping out the sides of his mouth and tears rolling down his cheeks... it made Regulus harder than he had ever been in his life.

Kneeling now, Regulus continued his assault on Leo's ear, biting and tugging now, liking the way it made goosebumps appear across Leo's arms and neck.

After a particularly deep thrust, Logan gagged around his cock, the spit both in his mouth and on his cock made the most obscene sound as he did. Regulus' hips bucked harshly into his own fist, moaning long and high into Leo's ear.

''De si jolis gémissements pour nous, Regie,'' Leo moaned, gasping as he drove his hips deeper into Logan's throat, ''pourrions t'écouter toute la journée.''

Regulus whimpered, lifting his head.

''Fuck, I can't wait to hear how slutty you sound when you come for us,'' Finn grunted, at some point having taken his shorts off completely. Finn's cock was thicker than Regie's wrist, his mushroom tip a fierce red as his hand moved up and down it smoothly. His shirt was shimmied up to his chest, revealing his muscled pecs and toned torso, covered in a spattering of freckles. Finn's mouth was dropped open into an 'o' as his hips rolled into his fist, eyes trained intently on Logan, who was looking straight back, despite his eyes trying to roll back into his head.

God, how are these boys all so fucking gorgeous.

''Lo,baby, I'm close,'' Leo warned, ''so fucking close.''

Logan pulled off his cock just enough for him to brokenly say, ''my face,'' voice deliciously wrecked by the brutal fucking.

''Fuck. You want it on your face, baby?''

Logan nodded the best he could and pressed down until his nose pressed against Leo's pubic bone.

Moaning brokenly and loudly, Leo's legs began visibly shaking when Logan began swallowing around him, keeping him nestled deep in his throat.

His mouth fell open, ''Oh fuck, bébé garçon, I'm cumming,'' head falling back as his eyes rolled.

Logan pulled off his cock, hands noisily working Leo over the edge, aiming his cock towards his face, mouth open to catch any that shot across his lips.

After the hours of his orgasm building, Leo covered Logan's face with his cum. He worked him gently through the aftershocks before carefully licking the few drops left on the tip of his cock and letting go. Logan dropped his hands to his own cock, working furiously with a hand also covered in Leo's cum.

His mouth fell open with a silent scream, body rolling like a slut as he fucked into his own fist.

Finn was sent over the edge when Logan locked eyes with him, cum clumping his eyelashes together and dropping down his face, mouth still open and lax. For the first few seconds of his orgasm, Finn was silent, mouth open, eyes squeezed shut before he worked himself through the rest of his orgasm, moaning and grunting as he ground into his fist.

A combination of watching Finn and Leo's simple, husky order of, ''cum for us,'' sent Logan flying off the edge, cumming so hard he was silent apart from a few gasping breaths.

Regulus was trembling all over, hand jerky as he passed it quickly over his cock, orgasm building strong and fast in his stomach.

His right hand was on his cock, left hand gripping the back of the sofa as he whimpered and whined, high and long, head resting on Leo's shoulder, tucked slightly into his neck. A warm hand slid through his hair, tugging on it, pulling a whorish moan from his mouth.

''Cum for us, baby. It's okay, you're gonna feel so good, promise. Let go and cum for us, princesse.''

Regulus couldn't resist the order in Leo's tone.

Even to his own ears, he knew he moaned like a slut. As he came, his moan was stopped, broken as his body tensed. Then, his mind went blank as he rode it out, yelling out whatever came to mind as stars clouded his vision.

''Oh fuck,'' he sobbed as his hips bucked into his hand, his body rolling into Leo's side as his hips drove into his fist again and again.

''Thank you, merde, thank you. So good, so fucking good,'' he quivered and slumped against Leo as the strength in his body gave out.

The room was deathly quiet apart from the gasping breaths coming from everyone. Leo soothed Regulus through the trembling aftershocks of his orgasm, during which Finn had grabbed one of the towels and began cleaning himself and gently dabbing at Logan's face.

His hand was poised halfway to Logan's face, the pair of them having stopped to watch him cum, now snapping back to reality and continuing wiping across Logan's face.

''I'll go grab some face cloths,'' offered Leo, moving to get up but stopping at the shake of Regie's head.

He swallowed, his mouth dry, ''I'll get them,'' Leo interrupted, saying he could sit and catch his breath, ''non, wanna help.''

Carefully rising on shaky legs, he tried like he'd got pulled over for drunk driving to walk in a relatively straight line towards the bathroom.

The cloths were in a small tub on top of the cabinet for toiletries in the corner. Running some warm water, he dampened a few. While the water was warming, he was suddenly anxious about it all. It was amazing and the boys were the most wonderful people he'd ever met, he just hoped they didn't think he was using them for what he defined as the 'physical' aspects. It was so much more than that for him at least.

As he soaked the cloths, he began replaying the events of the last hour or so. He didn't know that anything could feel that intensely and not be frightening to him, in the moment, it was so perfect that there had been no reason to be anxious. Regulus could probably count the amount of times he'd felt that in his life on one hand.

He wrung out the excess water and carried the cloths into the living room. Finn had managed to dab most of it off Lo's face while Leo had a hand in his hair, massaging his abused scalp.

Kneeling on the opposite side of Lo to Finn, he passed a cloth across to him and grabbed one himself. He began gently rubbing the residue off of his eyes, getting it out his lashes so he could open his eyes without a sting.

When the cloth was pulled back, Lo blinked his eyes open at Regie and smiled, ''hi.''

''Hey, Tremz,'' laughing lightly, ''did I miss any?''

A shake of his head, ''merci.''

Regulus just smiled in reply, wiping down his cheeks and neck where some had splashed too while Finn cleaned the last few bits on his face. He tugged on the hem of Lo's shirt, Logan automatically raising his arms in response, pulling it over his head.

''Didn't like that shirt much anyway,'' muttered Lo, eyes closed, letting himself be pampered.

With the last cloth, Reg cleaned Leo's side, where his own cum had splashed, Finn disappearing to refill everyone's water, making a tea for Logan's throat too.

Regulus felt Leo stare down at him while he cleaned but acted like he didn't, suddenly shy. The blush rising to his cheekbones gave him away to Leo though, who chuckled softly.

''Merci, cutie.''

Leo helped Logan climb up onto the sofa, cuddling up to his side, his large hand smoothing down his back in circles.

When Regulus had finished and put the cloths and towel on the coffee table, he rose and began to head away from the sofa.

Leo's hand was against his wrist in question, ''gonna go help Finn,'' he whispered back, he wasn't sure why, it just felt wrong to break through the quiet peace.

Knut's whole body relaxed, knowing he wasn't leaving as he nodded and let him go. Reg realised then that maybe they were just as anxious and scared at times as he was, an oddly comforting notion that he wasn't crazy.

When he entered the kitchen, there were four filled glasses on the counter and Finn had his hands leaning against it, waiting for the water to boil. He didn't hear Regulus come in and was startled for a second when he wrapped his arms around his waist and laid a heated cheek between his shoulder blades. Glancing over his shoulder enough to see the mess of black curls, Finn hummed in greeting, stroking his own strong hand across Regie's clasped at his front.

They stood there, basking in each other's presence, Finn swaying them both lightly, causing light giggles to erupt from behind him, making him smile in return.

When the water had boiled, Regie stepped back from Finn, moving to grab three of the four water glasses as he made Logan's tea.

They entered the living room to Leo talking quietly to Logan, hand still soothingly rubbing across his back. The duo looked over their shoulders at the clink of glasses. Leo grabbed two from Regie as Finn put the tea down to cool.

Finn raised an eyebrow at Regie, who was still standing and not taking the free seat at Leo's side.

Embarrassed, Regulus took a sip of his own water before quietly admitting, ''wanna sit with you,'' knowing that Finn would most likely relax with his back against the sofa on the floor if Regulus sat.

Finn's heart fluttered in his chest, even at the small admission, and the bright O'Hara smile spread across his face, making Regulus flush and hide from the dazzling view by sipping his water.

Careful not to spill his own drink, Finn sat on Leo's other side before grabbing his hips and guiding him to rest on his lap, head on Finn's shoulder.

At various points, everyone had grabbed a piece of clothing to put on, despite how warm they were a few minutes ago, it was still winter and far too cold to be sitting without any clothes on.

Lo had Leo's jumper on, falling almost to his knees, the arms covering his hands to make the cutest sweater paws. His head was tucked into Leo's neck, knees pulled up to his chest, left hand, covered totally by the sleeve, resting on the other side of his neck. On the ice, Logan was a force to be reckoned with, fierce and focused, now, he didn't have to be Logan Tremblay, winger of the Gryffindor Lions, as amazing as he was - he could just be Lo.

The thought of not constantly having to be who the media saw you as was beyond a comfort to Regie despite how alien it seemed .

Leo had his boxers back on, more than warmed by Logan and Finn's body heat. One arm wrapped around Lo, the other massaging Finn's thigh gently, wanting to be touching his boys in some way. Regulus was surprised when he felt one of Leo's fingers stroke over the top of his foot, his legs slung over Finn's.

He was one of their boys too now, even if it wasn't the same, it warmed Regulus from the inside out.

Finn, surprisingly considering his aversion to clothes, was fully dressed, even Regulus was only in his - Logan's - sweats. He'd found his shorts and hadn't taken his shirt off anyway, Regulus found himself severely disappointed, for some reason desperate for skin-to-skin contact.

He finished his water and placed the cup on the floor by the sofa before nestling back into Finn's strong chest. Trying to make it seem natural and not needy, he slipped his hands under the hem of his shirt, wrapping an arm around his torso, his heated skin comforting.

Finn's breath stirred his hair, ''do you want me to take my shirt off, sweetheart?''

''Um,'' Regulus trailed off.

''Do you like skin-to-skin as aftercare, mon ange?'' Logan specified gently after a few seconds of silence, it was good to know and Lo found himself wanting to learn Regie as much as he knew Knutty and Fish, unsurprising really.

Regulus flushed at the attention, ''I'm not sure, I never, I-'' he felt himself getting agitated, shuffling as his heart picked up. It got worse when he scolded himself for being so nervous and ruining everyone's calm, feeling guilty.

Distantly, he felt Finn shift underneath him, not really paying much attention as his world began narrowing down to the panic in his head and his racing heart.

Finn had reached behind himself and grabbed the neck of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Regulus was sat up properly now, hands shaking, chest rising and falling quicker than normal. Finn wrapped an arm around the smaller boy's shoulder and leaned him into his now bare chest, tucking his head into his neck.

At the feeling of Finn's warm skin against his cheek and side, Regulus found himself able to breathe deeper, senses coming together to accommodate the feeling of something other than his internal panic. As time went on and he calmed more and more, he felt Leo's warm hand rubbing circles on the top of his foot and one of Logan's bare legs stretched out to lean against Regie's.

He felt embarrassed more than anything as he settled, turning to hide his face further in Finn's neck, mumbling against his skin.

Finn leaned towards him, humming, silently asking him what he'd said.

'''M sorry.''

''Don't have to be sorry, baby. If you need something, you can tell us, we'll do our best to give you what you need,'' assured Finn.

''And if you don't know, we can all figure it out, just gotta tell us what's wrong. Four heads are better than one,'' added Lo, seemingly good with the mental ins and outs of all of this.

''Basically meaning that me and Le will give cuddles while the emotionally intelligent one discusses things with you to crack the case,'' Finn lightened the mood, making Logan smile bashfully at the compliment.

''I can get on board with that,'' Reg agreed. ''How'd you know what I needed, Lo?'' he was intrigued, if he didn't know what he needed, how did he know and so quickly too?

''Well,'' he sipped his tea to soften the croak in his voice, ''aftercare's important and everyone needs something different, like your own personal form of aftercare. It took me a hot minute to figure mine out even after I knew what aftercare was, meaning months of being a mess. Then, after I slept with the boys for the first time, Finn put one of his shirts on me and got us all something to eat and drink while I cuddled with Le and it was peaceful. It's important to resettle your body and your hormones, even more so if it was, um, an intense thing. Like today.'' Another sip.

''So, when you slipped your hands under Finn's shirt, I guessed that was yours.''

Regulus was shook by how intellectual Lo was about this.

''If you're wondering, yes, he did a psychology elective at college,'' chuckled Finn.

Reg laughed too, ''Yeah, that makes sense,'' he thought for a moment. ''If that's yours and the skin contact thing is mine, what about you two?''

Leo squeezed his ankle, ''according to Finn, I have a day-to-day 'caretaker side', so taking care of Lo and Finn, and you,'' another squeeze, ''is mine.''

''You do,'' Finn mumbled from behind Reg's curls.

''Mmm I think you're right, baby. What about you?'' Regulus questioned, placing soft kisses along his shoulder.

Finn let out a breath, tightening his hold on Regie, pulling him closer, ''we're matching, honey, all up close and personal and I'm sorted.''

He hummed in response, cuddling in closer, eyes shutting.

''Come on, bedtime, before we all end up falling asleep on here,'' Leo corralled.

'''M good with that,'' Finn mumbled.

''Yeah, you are now but you're gonna thank me in the morning when you haven't got a stiff neck,'' Leo laughed, ''come on darlings, up. Regie, honey, we usually all crowd into one bed, usually Finn's, but you can sleep with one of us or all of us or on your own-''

''You can choose where you sleep, it's fine with us either way as long as you're comfy,'' Lo cut off Leo's nervous rambling.

Le nodded sheepishly.

''With you, please?''

'''Course, baby,'' Finn assured.

Lo rose first, reaching down to pull Regie up by his hands, making him laugh sleepily, their hands remaining interlocked as they climbed the stairs. He grabbed Regulus a toothbrush and a pair of shorts, mentioning that it gets warm when everyone's in one bed the whole night.

He quickly brushed his teeth and changed into the shorts, taking a few deep breaths before going back out into the bedroom.

Lo was still in Leo's jumper, but he now had a pair of boxers on and was taking the decorative pillows off Finn's bed.

He turned at the creak of the floorboards and smiled, ''you look good in my clothes.''

''Almost as good as you do in Leo's clothes,'' Reg smiled and kissed Lo, arms around his waist, humming when his hand tangled in his curls. He pulled away and rested his forehead on Lo's.

Downstairs, Finn and Le watched the pair walk up the stairs, smiling at their tired stumbles.

''How you doing, Fishcake?'' Leo asked, combing his hand through Finn's hair.

''I literally can't remember when I've ever been happier to be honest,''' he kissed Leo's wrist softly.

He smiled brightly, ''me too, baby,'' he moved closer, straddling Finn, somehow managing despite his height. ''I love you, chéri,'' he brushed his lips against Fin's and kissed him softly.

''I love you,'' a soft kiss, ''I love Lo,'' and another, ''he's perfect, Knutty.''

Leo's huffed laugh danced over Finn's lips, ''yeah, he is. Not gonna be easy, it wasn't easy with us but we're gonna be just fine, Harz. Promise.''

Their kiss was a mess, both of them smiling into it but it was perfect.

''C'mon, let's go to bed with our boys,'' Finn nodded, agreeing.

They brushed their teeth in Leo's bathroom, the closest to the stairs and it meant that Knut could change his boxers into ones that weren't damp.

Walking into Finn's room, matching smiles broke out on both their faces at the boys sleepily cuddled together on the bed.

''Stop staring and get your cute asses over here,'' came a voice from beneath the pile of blankets pressed against the wall at Regie's side.

Finn climbed in next to Reg, Leo clambering in behind him, hooking his ankles with Finn's, kissing the back of his neck. Finn's leg was hooked over Reg and rested against Lo. Back against Finn's chest, Regulus squeezed Leo's calf before wrapping his arms around Logan's torso.

After the day's events, all four boys fell asleep quickly, warm and cosy together.

Chapter 2: Work Days and Feelings

Summary:

After a day of media work with Marlene, the boys have some fun at home before some big conversations about their feelings.

Slight angst but it's cute.
Explicit Content.

love them sm i made myself cry writing parts of this - but cry in a good way.

~8,500

''This is so fucking stupid,'' muttered Finn exasperatedly, fiddling with the top button of his crisp shirt.

''It's not stupid, it's our job, baby,'' answered Logan, swatting Finn's hands away and doing his button for him.

''Why are we spending one of our very few and far between days off, doing media? How is that seen as a good plan? I could be having glorious sex with my three sexy men but noooo, gotta talk to Marls about random crap.''

''We can have gloriously hot sex everyday of the long weekend we have off after the media day. Until then, I think you should go with the white and navy, that suit makes you look sexy.'' Leo cut in from the doorway.

''Yes, god please go for the white shirt, the plum one will ruin me,'' called Regie from the bathroom.

Logan laughed loudly, causing an answering giggle to echo from the adjoining room.

''I think we've been left out of a joke, fish,'' said Leo, mock offence lacing his tone.

''Oh, come on, baby,'' Regie appeared at the open door of the bathroom, ''you saw as well as we did what Finn's arms looked like in that goddamn shirt. I know Marls adores us but I don't think she wants to watch his bones get jumped in the middle of a press conference. Actually, nevermind, she absolutely would - think of the eyes that would get her.''

Smugly, Finn hummed, grabbing Lo's hips and walked them both over to Regie, kissing him soundly over Logan's shoulder.

''Liked the way my arms looked, hm?'' he asked them both.

''Looked like they were going to rip up the sleeves, so fucking strong, baby,'' Logan ground his hips back into Finn, making him let out a harsh breath and grip his hips tighter, pulling him flat against him.

Reg chuckled at Logan's relentless teasing, unbuttoning his shirt, deciding against the light colour.

''Spent the rest of the shopping trip with my eyes on the floor,'' he admitted, ''didn't trust you and Le not to make me cum in pants I hadn't even bought yet.'' He waltzed back into the bathroom.

He heard Leo's steps coming into the room after him, kissing Harz and Tremzy's cheeks as he passed the doorway. It had been a few weeks since that first night at the boys' and things had just kept getting better and better. Regie felt at home with them: home was Finn walking around with only a pair of skin-tight tiny boxers on whilst Leo chased him with a jumper trying to not have his nudist boyfriend freeze in the middle of the winter while Reg and Lo cackled at their antics from the sofa.

''Non, chéri, can't just say that and disappear,'' he scolded him, smiling at the laugh Reg let out as he shuffled through the hangers of shirts, trying to choose a colour.

Leo sidled up behind him, one hand resting on his hip, the other tilting Regie's chin up to kiss at his lips gently.

''Go with the black trousers and the dark grey shirt, show off your pretty eyes.''

''Show off, huh? Want people looking at me, darling?''

From his chin, Leo's hand slid down Regulus' neck and chest, to the front of his suit trousers, squeezing his cock through the fabric.

''Mmm I want us to look at you in that suit, I don't mind if other people do - we are the ones that watched Lo swallow your cum this morning.''

''Oh that's cruel, even for you, Knutty,'' laughed Finn, breaking away from his mini makeout session with Lo pinned against the doorframe.

Before anyone could respond, James ran by, knocking against the door, ''less than an hour until we've gotta be out of this hotel, lads.''

''Right, we really need to get ready, we'll all finish this later,'' Logan announced, clapping his hands to get everyone moving.

''Easy for you to say,'' Reg pouted.

 

''Okay, Cap, Loops, me and Arthur in that limo. Baby Black, Tremz, Harz and Knutty in the other, rest of the lads are on route.''

''Breathe, Potts, don't worry, we'll all get there on time, we've got ages,'' laughed Loops, amused at James' uncharacteristic level of stress.

All eight boys were safely in the cars, trying to keep their postures straight, god forbid they crease the suits, Finn still grumbling about what a waste of time this will be. After almost 40 minutes of deliberation, meaning the boys were still flattening collars of shirts and tying shoe laces while walking out the hotel doors, all four suit combos were decided. Harz in his navy and white shirt, Tremz in light pink with a white shirt, Reg in Leo's insisted black and grey and Leo in a dark green and black duo had all the boys looking at the others, already imagining the clothes coming off later that night.

 

Now halfway through the last panel of the day, all of the team were watching the clock, itching to be home already, one more hour. It was the panel that Marls was running so all the boys were more at ease, knowing this was going to be a more casual discussion around their plays and the season so far. Reg was sat on the end of the panel, with Logan on his left, Finn then Leo next to him. It was slightly stuffy in the conference room but not overwhelmingly so, still, Regie shucked off his suit jacket, rolling his sleeves up. From his peripheral vision, he saw Logan glance at his arms, trying not to stare and bring attention to his behaviour.

Side of his mouth quirking up, Lo crossed his left leg over his right, grazing his shoe up the side of Regie's leg.

His head perked up, focusing back into the conversation, at the mention of his name from his brother's voice.

''Of course, it was an amazing experience, that goal was a bit of a wing and a prayer. I would have had no chance of making that without that wicked pass from Regie for sure,'' Sirius smiled.

''Oi, we're on a panel, it's Regulus.'' Reg joked back to his brother, looking down the line to smile at him.

''Yeah, yeah, baby bro. But absolutely, there was countless moments during the season that my team astounded me-''

His attention was dragged away from the Captain's words when Lo's leg hooked underneath his, calves rubbing against each other. He leaned down, pretending to adjust his perfectly fine sock, making sure his hand stroked along his leg when he reached down, nails raking up his calf and against his thigh on his way back up. Tremzy's hips shifted forwards in his seat, fidgeting before settling on reaching forward to grab his water, making sure the bottle covered his mouth so he could mutter, ''fucking tease'' before taking a sip.

It took a great deal of restraint not to outwardly show his cheeky smile.

The panel itself was high enough so that when they both dangled their arms off the sides of their chairs, no one in the audience could see their hands. Subtly, they brushed their fingertips against each other, hands tangling together. Regie made sure to scratch his nails against the delicate skin of the inside of Lo's wrist, revelling in the shiver he felt go through him.

They continued like that for the remainder of the hour, soft, teasing touches against the most sensitive skin they could find.

When the panel was wrapped up, Regulus took pleasure in watching Lo purposefully hold his suit jacket draped over his arm in front of his crotch. It would be a lot easier to see the bulge through light pink trousers than through Reg's charcoal black, meaning he could just button up his suit, the front panels long enough to cover the majority of his hard-on.

The rest of the team stayed behind, chatting to Arthur about plans for the rest of the week but Logan and Regulus walked immediately back to the limo.

Lo climbed in ahead of Reg, getting shoved into sitting by Reg's hands on his hips, dropping to his knees before him. Tremz groaned, dropping his head back against the headrest as his hands undid his pants, pulling them and his boxers down in one go.

''Putain de miel dégoulinant, I love it when you get so wet for me, so fucking sexy.''

Logan whimpered, ''put your mouth on me, baby boy, please.''

He took Lo's weeping head into his mouth, tongue massaging his slit, loving the way his precum streamed into his mouth. Groaning around his tip at the taste, Lo's hips bucked into his mouth, nudging against the back of his throat causing his eyes to roll back into his head. Regulus was bobbing his head up and down Logan's throbbing cock when the roaring voices of the team joking with each other resounded throughout the underground parking lot. He pulled of Lo's cock, knowing the doors of the limo would be opening any second.

Tremz pulled his trousers over his knees, putting his suit jacket over his lap so he looked put together. Barely a second later, the opposite door of the limo opened, Leo and Finn sliding in, Leo next to Lo and Finn next to where Regulus had moved to sit opposite Logan.

When the driver heard the doors shut, he started up the engine, beginning to drive the four of them home. As soon as the car began moving, Regulus was back in his knees, pulling the jacket off lo's lap, taking him deep into his throat.

''Hey, darl- Oh shit, that's hot,'' Finn mumbled.

''No wonder they pretty much ran out here,'' Leo agreed.

Logan moaned high and loud when Regulus gagged on his cock, making an obscene wet sound echo throughout the limo.

''Gonna make me cum, baby, been ready to since I saw you in that fucking suit.''

Regie pulled off his cock, jerking it with both hands, ''don't worry, chéri, promise I'll repay you for being so good for me this morning.''

Both Leo and Finn's hands dropped to palm themselves, not blinking as their eyes flicked between staring at where his cock disappeared into Regie's mouth and Lo's flushed face.

Mouth falling open in a silent moan, his hips starting rocking of their own accord, thighs quivering. Lo's hand flew up to his hair, holding his head down onto his cock as he came deep in his throat.

The only sound in the limo was Logan's heaving breaths, head slumped back against the leather seats.

''Well, what the hell bought that on?'' Finn questioned, eyes wide, staring at Lo's slightly trembling form.

Regulus rubbed his hands up and down Lo's thighs soothingly as he smiled when he shrugged, ''Lo and I spent the last hour of the day teasing each other, knew it'd make tonight feel so much better waiting for it for so long.'' He turned to Finn, smiling when he let out a soft groan at the fucked out look on Regulus' face.

The silence was broken by the knock on the division of the limo by the driver, they were home. Logan tugged his boxers and suit trousers up, laughing embarrassed when Leo had to run to his door to help him out of the car, legs too shaky to do it himself. Finn thanked and tipped the driver, having to run to catch up with the other three boys that practically ran to the door.

When Finn reached the door, Leo was holding it open for him, toeing his shoes off as he looked over his shoulder at where their other boyfriends were messily making out against a wall. Finn slipped through the doorway and shuffled out of his shoes, going to remove his jacket before Leo's hand stopped him.

''Been waiting to take that suit off you all night, baby,'' Leo pressed an open-mouthed kisses against his jaw and he began undoing the few buttons the jacket had. Smoothing his hands under the jacket and up to Finn's large shoulders, he slowly pushed the fabric down his arms, groaning at the way his shoulders pulled the fabric of his shirt taut.

''Yeah, now think of if he'd wore the purple one,'' chuckled Logan from a few feet away, Regulus groaning at the memory.

At the unabashed fanboying over his body, Finn felt his whole body blush, moving to hide his face slightly by leaning into Leo's chest as a laugh rumbled across it. Finn smiled shyly back against the fabric of Leo's jacket.

Fingers under Finn's chin had his head tilted up toward Leo, who caught his bottom lip in his mouth, sucking and biting on it the way Finn loved, making him groan. A pair of nimble fingers from behind him began popping the buttons of his shirt, when they'd reached the bottom button, the hands slid lower still. Finn moaned into Leo's mouth when the small hand cupped his cock through the fabric, massaging him gently.

The panels of his shirt fell open when Leo undid his top button, the only one that was holding the shirt together - hips chasing the loss when the hand on his cock disappeared.

Logan and Regie's hands gripped separate parts of Finn's collar before they began dragging the shirt down his arms. They chuckled when Finn tried to help them, only for him to get scolded by Leo from pulling away from his lips, ''they wanna undress you, let them,'' he prompted.

''Indulge us, Fish,'' Logan mumbled into his ear.

''Promise we'll make it so good for you,'' Reg whispered onto the other.

Finn's chest began heaving heavily as he nodded before tangling his tongue messily with Leo's, making the taller man groan and squeeze his hips.

Harzy groaned low in his throat as two soft pairs of lips began kissing along his shoulders, biting down into the muscle and sucking bruises into his pale skin. It was almost as if the boys were synchronised, both starting at the base of the back of his neck before working out towards his shoulders. Both the boys has their hands roaming along his hips, up and down his back, nails making crescents, sometimes red lines, in his skin as they dug them in to feel the hard lines of him. Finn almost lost it when their knees hit the floor and they mouthed along the sensitive skin of his sides and the base of his spine. He had two stabilising hands on Leo's shoulders, head tipped back as he shivered and let out soft moans at the sensations. Deciding to join in the fun, Leo began sucking harsh bruises into Finn's neck, soothing the sting from his teeth with gentle licks of his warm tongue.

''Fucking love my life,'' Finn mumbled, smiling when it made his boys let out little laughs.

Delighted that they'd found out that the base of Finn's spine was strangely sensitive, the two boys focused all their attention there, scraping their teeth gently across it. They were loving the way it made Finn's hips jerk forwards, trying to get some friction on his cock before leaning backwards, trying to get their mouths back on him.

His breath came stuttering out when he felt their tongues tease each others whilst still staying in contact with his skin.

''Fuck, if you keep that up, I actually- oh fuck- think I might cum,'' Finn warned.

His eyes opened at the loss of contact, his back feeling cold without the boys' attention.

''You'll get to come soon, baby, just wanted to get you nice and hard for us so you can fuck me,'' explained Lo.

Finn caught his breath against Leo's shoulder, laughing slightly, ''been half-hard since you all put those damn suits on and, don't worry, I was watching your little show in the limo, too.'' Finn made everyone chuckle at that. He groaned when he stood up properly and rolled out his shoulders, revelling in the small ache that was beginning to form already from their actions.

He turned to face Logan, the boys looking proud at the sound Leo made when he saw Finn's covered back.

''Damn, Knutty, I thought we did a number on Harz' back but look at his neck.'' Reg lightly danced his fingers across the bites and bruises on Finn's neck, biting his lip at the way his eyes fluttered shut at the ache.

''If someone doesn't come and fuck me in the next 5 minutes, I swear, I'll do it myself,'' Logan called, walking up the stairs.

''Dunno if I told you guys, but I fucking love my life,'' Finn joked as he began running towards the stairs, not putting it past Logan to do exactly that and make them all watch.

Regie was still laughing, watching Finn go, when Leo came in front of him, gripped his hips, and pulled him up into his arms. He let out a light yell in surprise, before being met with Leo's lust-blown pupils, ''hi,'' he giggled.

''Hi, pretty,'' Leo smirked, giving no more explanation before kissing Reg with a passion that made him grateful he didn't have to rely on his legs to hold him up. Without breaking the kiss, Leo walked the both of them up the stairs, having to break apart to peer into the bedrooms, trying to figure out where the other two had gone. He found them in his own bedroom, Finn on top of Lo, two fingers buried deep inside on him, making him whine at the sensation when he began swirling his tongue around his nipples at the same time.

''That feels good?'' Regie questioned with a raised eyebrow, the lust swirling in his stomach overwhelmed by his curiosity.

''Does what feel good, baby?'' Leo asked, heading to sit them both on the bed, Leo with his back against the headboard, keeping Reg in his lap.

Regulus turned his head to watch Finn and Lo next to him, thighs squeezing when he watched Harzy's teeth bite down softly, making Logan's hips jerk.

Before he got around to answering, Leo caught on, beginning to unbutton Regie's shirt, Tremz already having removed his jacket downstairs. This quickly brought his attention away from the gorgeous duo and down to where Leo was undoing his last button, slipping his shirt off and throwing it to the opposite side of the room.

''Do you want me to show you why Lo's moaning so prettily for Harz, chéri?''

A glance at Logan's bleeding lip, teeth dug into it viciously, eyes closed tightly in pleasure, had him nodding, turning his wide grey eyes to look at Leo.

Because Leo was lying down slightly as he leaned against the headboard, his mouth was level with Regie's collarbones. He began his feather-light kisses there before gradually moving down his chest until he reached his nipple. Settling on starting slow in case he didn't like the sensation, Leo brushed a kiss against the peak, soft lips puckering around the hardened bud. A slightly heavy breath was exhaled, rustling his hair - good sign. Wetting his lips, they touched the soft pink surface again, this time wrapping them slightly more around it in an audible kiss. Now, he could feel Regie's heart pounding against his chest.

Reg's nipple was encased again, Leo deciding to press the tip of hos tongue against it, flicking slowly, motivated by the hand tugging at his hair. Back and forth, he moved the bud, teasing it, getting it wet with his spit. He drew back slightly, ignoring Regulus' whine, blowing air softly onto him, loving the way he visibly saw it harden as well as feeling Regie's thigh try to clench together where they lay spread on either side of his hips.

''Never knew it could feel-'' Regie began, cutting himself off with a moan when the lips were replaced around it, adding suction this time. Realising that he had neglected the other bud, Leo slicked up his index finger and thumb on his right hand with his spit, replacing his mouth on the left while he began drawing small circles around the right, not yet touching his nipple, just circling.

''Baby,'' it was more of a gasp than a word.

Leo gripped the bud between his thumb and finger, squeezing ever so slightly, soaking in the high-pitched whine Regulus let out as he shifted around, searching for friction. Loving the reaction, he rolled his thumb and forefinger together, massaging Regie's nipple gently. While he was distracted with that sensation, Leo decided to try scraping his teeth very gently over the one in his mouth.

Regulus' moan was slutty and needy as he gasped, fingers scraping against Knut's scalp, making him let out a groan.

''Harder, please,'' Reg literally sobbed, making Leo glace up to check on him.

A deep flush was scattered high on his cheekbones, head tilted back, mouth lax.

Leo didn't see any blaring negative signs, so he complied, sucking harder and rolling his tongue over it again, making sure his teeth lightly dug into the skin as he applied more pressure to the one between his fingers. Regulus' whole body tensed, shaking in his lap as he came, hard.

''Plus, plus, s'il te plait.''

Who was he to deny their boy what he needed?

He continued his ministrations, changing the patterns, knowing the surprise made everything more intense. Finally, he stopped when he switched from trembling to twitching, knowing he was toeing the line of it being too much. When he pulled away, Regulus slumped into Leo's arms, head tucked into his neck as he breathed through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

Leo stroked Regulus' hair and back, watching his other boyfriends over his shoulder. Finn was easing his cock into Lo slowly, knowing he was far thicker than average. While Lo loved the stretch, he trusted Finn to give him that without crossing the line into hurting him.

The synchronised groans they both let out when Finn bottomed out made Regulus twist his neck to watch what was happening, shuddering when he saw the blissed out look on Logan's face. When Finn began slowly pumping into Lo, a flash of worry crossed his face when Tremz asked him to stop.

''Too much, baby?'' the poorly covered panic in his voice was notable, his whole body relaxed when Logan shook his head gently with a smile.

''Non, c'est parfait. Just wanna ride you instead.''

 

In response, Finn bottomed out in him again, rolling them both in one swoop. They both moaned when Logan straightened out into a sitting position, rolling his hips experimentally against Finn's. Hands on Logan's hips, Harzy's eyes closed as his head tilted back against the bed, revelling in the sensation of his boyfriend squeezing around him. He began rising up and down on his knees, groaning at how deeply he felt Finn.

When Lo rose up on his knees and fell back down, he circled his hips when they met.

''Oh fuck, just like that baby. Yeah, there you go,'' mumbled Finn.

Reg saw the moment his words washed over Lo, hands tightening where they were rested on his torso, nails digging in slightly, a blush rising high and fast on his cheeks. Regulus sat up and glanced at Leo with an eyebrow raised.

In response, Leo chuckled lowly, stroking his hands up and down Regie's waist. ''Mmm Tremz likes being told how good he's doing, not all that hard to indulge him when he's moving on you like that,'' he nodded his head toward where he was grinding his hips down sensually.

At the sight, Regulus felt himself begin to get hard again and got off Leo's lap to drag his ruined suit trousers down his legs. Unable to resist, Knut knelt in front of Lo, turning his face towards him and kissing him deeply. The distraction caused him to slow his hips, an action that was scolded by Leo, promoting him to carry on with hands on his hips guiding him up and down. Regulus glanced at Finn's face and saw him biting down on his lip as Lo tightened around him due to Leo's kisses.

Finn's eyes opened when Reg's thumb plucked his lip from between his harsh teeth. He leaned down to take it into his own mouth instead, running his tongue soothingly over the bitten flesh, sucking gently, knowing the ache from the tenderness would feel good for him.

Knutty knew instantly when the thick head of Finn's cock brushed against Lo's prostate, the gasp into his mouth and trembling of his whole body gave it away. He revelled in the consequences of it, Lo's walls tightening around Finn, making him groan so deeply it was almost a growl into Regulus' mouth. And the surprising effect that had on Reg, making him let out a loud whimper - that was going to be fun to explore later. For now, Tremzy's gasped out sentences dragged his attention back to the boy under his hands.

''Can't- I can't,'' Logan stuttered out, everyone understanding what he meant by the way his thighs trembled whenever he tried to lift himself up.

Reg kissed Finn deeply once more before leaning back, letting him grab Lo's hips and balance his weight before he began thrusting up at a rapid pace. The sight of Logan having to place both hands on Finn's abs to hold himself up as his body went limp as the pleasure made Regulus' cock bead precum from the tip. Looking to his left at Leo leaning back against the headboard once again, he saw him in a similar situation, only his cock was leaking steadily and was a fierce red, throbbing with every moan Finn dragged from Logan. While Leo was preoccupied, Regulus took the opportunity to kneel in front of him and begin taking his cock in his mouth, moaning when his hand flew to his hair and pulled slightly.

As he took Leo further and further into his mouth, he groaned deeply around him, the weight on his tongue making his mind go blank. He pulled off and carried on stroking Leo with both hands, lips resting against him still.

''Le?''

Leo's eyes opened, head tilting down, stroking a thumb across Reg's cheek, ''Yeah, petit étoile?''

He blushed at the nickname before swallowing his nerves at asking - he mumbled out his request, blushing more when Leo tilted his head up by his chin to look at him properly.

''Speak up, baby. If you want something, ask for it, you know I'll give it to you if I can.''

''Want you to fuck my mouth,'' his heart skipped at the way Leo's cock throbbed in his grip, ''please?''

Leo swallowed and grabbed his hand, placing it on his thigh before answering, ''if you want me to stop, tap me and I'll pull out immediately, oui?''

Regulus nodded.

''Words, baby.'' Leo's voice hardened slightly, wanting to make sure this is something he actually wanted, not something he felt he was obligated to do because Logan did.

''Yeah, tap if it's bad and it'll stop,'' Reg turned his head into Leo's hand, still on his face and kissed his palm softly, ''trust you'' he mumbled into the skin.

The words made Leo's heart skip a beat, smiling down at the younger boy before leaning down to kiss him gently.

He pulled away when Reg's hand began twisting as his hand drew up on his cock, making Leo moan into his mouth. Slipping one hand into his hair, he guided his mouth down to the tip of his cock, pushing in then waiting, letting him get adjusted to the weight of him against his tongue. It was a few seconds before Regulus began slipping lower and lower, pausing only when Leo felt the tip of his cock brush the back of his throat. The sensation made Reg swallow around him, Leo's head tipping back slightly, a low groan escaping his lips. After a short while of Reg bobbing his head up and down on him, stopping when he hit the back of his throat, he felt Regie take a deep breath through his nose before his tip began entering his throat. Leo was acutely amazed at the fact he didn't choke, he was moving slowly, at his own pace, but it was still impressive for his first time.

''That's it, baby, just like that- fuck- you're so good for me, pretty, so so good,'' Knutty mumbled.

Leo felt himself throb in Regie's throat when his previously closed eyes opened at the praise, looking up at him through his lashes in a way that made him feel as though his heart was beating out of his chest yet skipping beats at the same time. When Regie's lips met his fist held at the base of Leo's cock, he tightened his grip in his hair, feeling him swallow experimentally around him.

''Mon dieu, throat's so tight, chéri,'' Leo groaned out loudly, head thudding against the wooden headboard. The feeling of exiting his throat made him twitch again, growing harder again at the sight of Reg: pupils blown, spit-soaked lips and blush red cheeks - he was just so gorgeous.

''Want you to come so I can taste you, Knutty,'' Reg admitted, Leo almost cumming immediately at the rough scratch of his usually velvety voice.

All he could do was nod as he entered the wet heat of his mouth again. He was taken down almost to the hilt once again before he was about to cum, he pulled on his hair in warning, unable to speak. Regulus vacuumed his cheeks when the tip of Leo's cock was resting against his tongue again, eyes pleading staring up at him as he worked his tongue against the head. Stars clouded Leo's vision as he came, legs tensing, hips thrusting shallowly into his mouth as he filled it, orgasm intensified by the groan Reg let out at being filled by Leo.

When Leo focused back into his surroundings, Reg was now knelt between his legs instead of lying between them, hands massaging Leo's thigh soothingly, watching Finn and Lo. Fish had flipped them so Logan was underneath him, shoulders and cheek pressed into the covers as he knelt before Finn. Lo's head was turned towards both Leo and Reg so they both watched as he let out loud moans and whimpers from his swollen lips and Finn drove into him. Regulus thanked the ice hockey gods for hockey player flexibility, the deep arch of Lo's back seemed downright sinful to him.

Reg wasn't sure where his eyes wanted to stay: on Lo's face, the curve of his back up to his ass, or Finn's large hands gripping Logan's slender hips and he drilled into him. Harzy was lost in pleasure, mouth lax, eyes unfocused and opening and slipping shut constantly, mumbling praises to his boyfriend as he tightened around him. Harz seemed to snap back into focus when Tremzy's moans began getting higher, signalling his orgasm was beginning to build quickly. Finn straightened his back and angled his thrusts upwards slightly, grinning when Lo's hand shot out to grip the nearest pillow in a white-knuckled hold.

Lo was screaming out random sentences as his orgasm got closer and closer, telling Finn how good he's making him feel - seemingly getting Finn closer to his at the same time.

Instead of louder, Lo went silent when he finally came, Finn groaning deeply in his chest as he filled Logan, both panting heavily for several minutes, Harzy's head tucked into the space between Logan's neck and shoulder.

At some point, Leo had moved from his spot on the bed to wet some cloths for them both.

Regulus blushed. If Leo had gone without mentioning anything to Reg, he had obviously noticed that Regie's own orgasm had come a while ago. Leo wouldn't have left Regulus hard and waiting otherwise. Specifically, Knutty now knew that Reg had come untouched as Leo had filled his mouth - for some reason, Regulus felt embarrassed that someone outside of himself knew that.

He was dragged out of his cascading train of thought to the movement of Finn rising once again to his knees, pulling gently out of Logan, kissing the edge of his collarbone in apology for the overstimulation. Leo entered the room and gave a cloth to Finn and began gently cleaning up Logan with another one, shushing him soothingly at his whimpers that came every once in a while from the sensation.

A hand on Regulus' hair bought him back to the present, away from Logan. Someone was stood behind him and had placed a hand gently on top of his head to softly capture his attention, knowing it would be easy to startle him after the rush of hormones. Regulus turned his head slightly to see a muscled, freckled arm to the side of his temple: Harzy.

Tilting his head up now, Reg smiled shyly up at him, growing more shy at the dazzling smile full of teeth he got in return.

''You okay, sweetheart?''

An affirmative hum in response contained enough information for Finn.

Sliding his hands down, Finn wrapped both arms softly around Regie's shoulders, leaning him backwards slightly until he met the heated skin of Finn's chest. A deep breath left him, his body curving to rest fully against the contours of Finn's body, head tilting back to rest on his shoulder.

Silently, they both watched Leo finish cleaning Logan as best he could before Tremz began grabbing his arm in a soft grip. Eventually, Knutty gave up trying to resist and let himself be guided down to lie on his back beside Logan. He wrapped his arms around Lo's waist and slid him closer to nestle into his side. Disgruntled at the miles between him and Lo and his other two boyfriends - it was less than two feet - Leo held a hand out towards the pair.

''C'mere, so far away,'' he muttered disapprovingly.

Reg rose and fell softly with the humoured breath Finn let out behind him. He loosened his hold on Regie's shoulders and lay beside Le, grasping Reg's hand to gesture him towards the trio.

They all ended up mirroring each other, Logan and Reg nestled against Leo and Finn respectively, head resting on their chests. Lo and Reg's hands were clasped together on Leo's abdomen. Finn and Leo had their legs overlapping, Harz stroking his calf gently with his foot. The only sound was their breathing and Leo's hand gliding up and down Logan's back, accompanied by the light rustle of Regulus' hair as Finn ran his fingers through the soft curls.

Seemingly exhausted, the two smaller boys fell asleep within minutes of each other, Finn and Leo happy to bathe quietly in each other's company. They shared soft kisses, trying to stifle their small laughs when their noses bumped together, careful not to wake the tired boys.

Finn woke up first, careful not to move with Regie leaning his head on his chest and Leo's head resting on his shoulder and the crook of his neck. A tap on his hip made him flit his eyes down to where Lo was.

''Food?'' Lo whispered to him.

After a nod in response, Finn gently slid Leo's head down onto the pillow, going to try and softly move Reg before noticing a pair of grey eyes blinking sleepily up at him.

''Sorry, baby, tried not to wake you,'' Finn apologised, petting his hair softly.

Reg just shook his head lightly, assuring him not to worry before he shuffled off of him so he could get up - his body naturally gravitating to the warmth of Leo, still sleeping.

Harzy smiled at the snoozing pair before following Logan down to the kitchen. Lo had grabbed leftovers out the fridge and was warming four plates of it in the microwave when Finn reached the doorway.

He leaned against the doorframe, watching him potter around the room, ''a chef at his finest.''

Tremzy looked over his shoulder at the boy and raised an eyebrow, ''I don't see you helping sub-in for Leo, baby,'' he teased.

''Can't blame a guy for enjoying the view when it looks like this,'' he grinned cheekily, letting out a small laugh at the blush that crossed his face, poorly covered by an endearing eyeroll. Finn came up behind his boyfriend and gently pulled down the neck of the old t-shirt he'd thrown on, placing feather-light kisses along the base of his neck.

Logan placed down the glass he'd gotten out the cupboard, leaning his hands against the countertop as he let his head hang forwards, revelling in the sensation. Resting his lips against the skin, Finn decided to question what was on his mind, ''how are you feeling, about the whole, you know, Regie and us thing?''

''Terrified honestly,'' Lo's voice was a whisper.

Surprised by the answer and the genuine shakiness of his voice, Finn's hands gestured him to turn and face him.

''Why, baby?''

Silence.

Finn's hands came to rest on the countertop behind Logan.

''Talk to me.''

Lo's chest shook as he inhaled shakily and swallowed, '''I mean, we haven't known him that long but I- my feelings towards him are just so...'' he trailed of, unable to find the right words.

''Overwhelming? Intense? Blinding? Am I getting close?'' He bumped his nose gently with Logan's.

Tremzy laughed wetly in response, ''yeah, all of the above,'' his smile faded as he looked up at Finn for the first time in the conversation, '''S scary. He just looks at me and I feel like- I don't know, I feel like I do about you and Le. Fuck, he could break my heart so easy.''

''I understand what you're saying darling, so do I. I won't lie to you and promise that he definitely won't but I know for a fact he feels the same about the three of us. You're allowed to be scared, if you weren't at least a bit I'd be concerned, just don't let it ruin what you have with him. You deserve all the love and care you get, you deserve to have people around you that make your heart feel full, baby. I don't wanna hear anything about you not deserving him.''

Logan opened his mouth the object then closed it again, a flush appearing on his face, eyes flicking away from Finn's knowing ones. His face swam back into view as Finn ducked his head down, purposefully getting into Lo's line of sight, a soft smile gracing his face.

''I love you, sweetheart, and you know I'll remind you as many times as you need that you deserve the world and more. Love is scary, it's how you know it's real. The thought of losing you three scares the shit out of me so much I- I can't even-'' he took a deep breath as his eyes began misting over, ''what we have is the realest thing in the world to me because it's so intense. You know I have days where I feel like you do- scared I don't deserve you. Who's there for every single one of them, hm? Reminding me that even if I've got nothing, even if I lose hockey; the team; I dunno, a leg for God's sake,'' he huffed out a laugh that was echoed lightly by Logan, ''I still have everything I need as long as I have you three, baby. Focus on that whenever your head's being all mean and dark and come to us. Promise me you'll always come to us so we can give our angel some of the light he always gives us.''

By now, tears were streaming down Logan's face, dripping off his chin as he nodded in response to Finn's words. One of Finn's hands guided Logan's head into the crook of his neck, stroking his hair as he swayed them in a soothing motion. Lo felt safe, safe to let out the emotions he'd been shoving to the back of his mind out into the open, finally able to let them go - small sobs began shaking his body, growing in size as the full force of Finn's words crashed over him.

Finn's hold tightened as if trying to hold him together. Through his sobs, Finn could hear Lo talking to him, however muffled, knowing what he would be saying.

I love you.

Repeating it.

Love you. Love you. Love you.

''I love you, Logan.''

''He-woah, darlings what's going on?'' Leo sounded instantly stricken at the sight of his boyfriend from his place at the doorway.

''Bad brain day,'' Finn summed up, knowing Leo would understand.

''Oh baby,'' he walked over to the pair, stroking a hand down Logan's back in circles, one of Lo's arms wrapped around Leo's waist.

From the gap between Finn and Leo's shoulders, Logan had clear sight of the kitchen door, more specifically, Regie hovering nervously there.

He called out to him, ''Regie, can you-''

''Oh yeah, of course, sorry,'' Regulus moved to go out of the room.

''No,'' Lo called after him, ''I was gonna ask if you could come over here. Feel better with all my boys, 2 out of 3 won't cut it,'' he tried joking, testing the waters.

Regie smiled shyly in return, hesitating only a second before padding over to the three and joining the circle.

They stood in silence, soothing Logan before the timer for the food went off, all of them breaking out into giggles - it made them all jump as the sharp sound cut through the comfortable silence.

''Come on, food in the living room then we can talk, yeah?''

Leo: always the man with a plan.

Three affirmative hums and nods confirmed it as Regie grabbed the food out the microwave and carried them into the living room.

They all opted to take a seat on the floor, Leo and Lo leaning their backs against the sofa as Reg and Finn sat opposite them. All four ate in a peaceful silence, Lo's sniffles the only sound apart from the forks scraping the plates.

The plates became a pile on the coffee table after they'd all finished. Reg felt stuck in a loop of being antsy about Lo's sadness and wanting to make sure he was okay but not wanting to cross any boundaries with him. Logan had his legs splayed out in front of him, a gap between his thighs. Not letting himself think too much about it, Reg shuffled forward on his knees into the gap, making brief eye contact with Logan before he put his arms around his neck and leaned into him. Instantly, Lo's arms curled around Reg's torso, pulling him tighter against him, making him slip into his lap comfortably.

After a few minutes sat like that, Reg leaned his head back and brushed his lips lightly against Logan's before speaking.

''You okay?''

''I'm a bit better now, yeah,'' answered Lo with a small smile at him, faces still inches from each other.

''Do you need anything from me?'' The wording oddly tugged at Logan's heartstrings, it wasn't: ''What can I do?'' or ''Can I do anything?'', it was all about Lo and what he needed. Still emotional, it made Lo tear up again, making his next words come out as a whisper.

''Sit with me?''

In reply, Regulus settled comfortably on Logan's other side from Leo, wanting to comply with his request while also giving him space to breathe. Their legs tangled and Reg leaned into Logan's side, making their entire bodies touch as he played with the hairs on the back of his neck.

Leo took this as his queue to figure out what was upsetting their angel, he hadn't seen him cry like that in a while. It was rare that problems or issues were left not discussed to the point it got that overwhelming.

''What's going on, darling?''

Logan answered in short phrases, whenever something that appropriately outlined what he was trying to say came to mind, he said it. Trying to put it into full sentences just doesn't work for him, it won;t say what he wants to. This was how it usually went whenever something was wrong for Lo, the boys were used to it and understood what he was saying anyways.

''Got overwhelmed. Lots of big feelings going on, got a bit scary at how big they were.''

''Big feelings about what, chéri?'' As much as Leo was sure it was about Regie, he didn't want to assume and then have the issue not handled properly because he was wrong.

He'd wrapped an arm around Lo's shoulders as he'd been figuring out the words to say and was stroking across where his and Regie's shoulders met.

'''Bout Regie.''

Regulus' body tensed, becoming solid as brick against Logan's side. Finn quickly reached a hand out to stroke a thumb across Regie's ankle reassuringly.

''Not bad feelings, baby, you didn't do anything.''

His body sagged with obvious relief as he nodded and leaned back against Lo, resting his head on his shoulder.

''Like what?'' Reg questioned timidly, like he either wasn't sure he was allowed to ask or was unsure about whether he wanted to know the answer.

''Like I'd get into a thousand fights on the ice if anyone checked you, even if it was the cleanest damn hit in NHL history.''

The force of the statement hit Regie like a freight train, Lo was infamous for his level head on the ice, he was like a fortress, nothing could shake him which meant it took a lot, like blood and medics swarming a lot, to get him to drop the gloves. His breath was stolen from his chest when Lo carried on.

''Like wanting to wear your jersey whenever you spend the night at Cap's,'' Lo cut himself off with a laugh, ''like talking about the house you actually live in with your brother like you're sleeping over at a friend's place because this is- this is your home in my mind. It's where you're meant to be.''

Regulus was crying without realising it, his tears trailing tracks down Lo's shoulder and collarbone. He blinked the tears from his eyes, trying to get himself together, when he noticed Finn, having shuffled closer to all of them, sat opposite him, stroking his ankle still, with tears streaming down his face silently. Seeing Finn, the person to hide his feelings behind humour a lot of the time, so openly emotional made him so grateful that he was one of the people he felt safe enough with to be so willing and free, made Reg cry even more.

He sat up fully, tilting his body but keeping his legs tangled with Lo's, thus keeping Finn on his ankle, and faced the three boys.

''You guys know I don't have much, well, any experience with all this and, fuck, I really hope I'm not going to ruin it all but I can't go another day with not saying how I feel about you. If I don't, I think I actually might go insane and I would prefer not to coordinate with the rest of my family on that front. I-'' he took a deep breath, feeling his hands begin to shake. Before he spoke again, he felt Leo's hands come to stroke his shoulder from where it was still wrapped around Logan, it grounded him enough to where he thought he'd be able to get his words out.

''I'm falling in love with you. I mean, I was doomed from when Lo first asked me over and made sure I knew I was a lion now, not a snake and that I had a family - a real one, that I could count on. Then, I finally plucked up the courage that one day in the team room to join in a conversation and crack a joke when Finn flashed his O'Hara smile at me and made my heart feel like it was going to burst out my chest. And I knew I was going to fall in love with you all when the day before my first official game with the lions, I came off the ice after some extra alone training to find Leo making me my post-training toast because he knew I'd be tired.'' Reg laughed through his tears and sniffed.

''From the moment you looked at me as Cap introduced you properly as his baby brother, I knew I'd fall in love with you. You tripped me as soon as I saw your beautiful grey eyes and I've been falling ever since, baby.''

Regulus couldn't talk, he instead placed a kiss to the back of Leo's hand in response to his statement where it rested on his shoulder still and rested his forehead against his wrist.

He only looked up when Finn then spoke in a soft but certain voice.

''I'm already in love with you, sweetheart.''

Regulus' mouth dropped open slightly in shock as he stared at the genuine look in Finn's eyes.

''You don't have to say anything back, not yet, not ever if you don't want to and that's fine but I need you to know that I love you. I love all of you, more than I ever thought I could love anyone if I'm honest. I was saying to Lo earlier, all I ever need and will ever need is you three and I'll be the happiest man in the world.'' Finn sounded so confident and sure with what he was saying like it wasn't Regulus' absolute dream. ''Oh, c'mere, baby,'' Regulus had been trying to muffle his cries to let Finn speak but failed and let out a few quiet sobs. Finn shuffled forward more, now pressed close to both Logan and Leo as he pulled Regie into his arms.

Leo leaned over and pressed himself against Finn, wrapping his arms around them both, pulling Logan with him. The four sat tangled together, holding on tightly as they all cried and soothed and cried some more.

Somewhere in the time they were sat there, Reg began shaking, all of them becoming fearful that he was getting more upset, all their arms tightened around each other again, but then Leo realised that Reg was laughing. Now Logan was laughing, which made Finn laugh. And Leo was definitely not a strong enough man to not laugh along, their chuckles making him crack up too.

''Only our dramatic asses could cry this much about happily falling in love with each other,'' Logan got out between chuckles, making Leo snort with the truth of it.

''That's exactly what I was thinking,'' Reg agreed, wheezing.

''I'm going to take this as a sign everyone's feeling much better,'' Leo announced to confirm.

''I've never felt this amazing in my life,'' Reg state definitively.

''Amen,'' concurred Finn and Leo.

Chapter 3: Games, Admissions and Punishments

Summary:

The boys undergo a sexy dare, the boys avoid getting killed by their Captain for fucking his little brother and a new-found game of Finn's turn into more.

*daddy kink is all over this one* (sorry not sorry)

this one's a long one - get comfy (~ 13,000 words)

''And breakfast is served,'' Leo announced as he placed four plates on the kitchen table and took his seat beside Finn. He went to take a bite before he was stopped by a chaste kiss from Finn, always excited for the food Leo cooks.

''You're an angel from Heaven, babe.''

''I could've told you that, fishcake,'' Leo teased back.

They chattered mindlessly between themselves as they ate before being disturbed by the sound of the doorbell ringing throughout the house. Their faces turned confused, except for Finn, who excitedly jumped out his seat and sprinted to the front door.

''Postmen are really the underappreciated pillars of our society,'' Finn declared, throwing the box in his hands in the air, catching it with what Logan endearingly describes as his 'shit-eating grin' on his face. Leo stood and began collecting the empty plates as he questioned whether Finn wanted a few more minutes to fanboy over postmen before letting the rest of them in on the apparently riveting contents of his box. He was quickly interrupted by Regulus grabbing the stack out of his hands, scolding him for trying to clean up after being cook - it had grown apparent that it was a big rule for Reg that whoever cooked didn't help clean (even if it was only loading the dishwasher).

Regie placed the plates and cutlery in the dishwasher after rinsing them and headed towards where the boys had convened in the living room to see what made Finn so happy.

''Okay, so, I was scrolling on my phone the other night when I couldn't sleep and I found a game we can play. Well, two games,'' Finn explained, using scissors to open the parcel.

''Can we open the parcel then talk? The way you're handling those scissors and not focusing is making me feel ill,'' Leo pleaded.

Finn quickly opened the box, grabbing one of the games in each hand, giving them both an excited shake.

He raised his left hand first, ''so, this one is 'get to know your partner(s)','' he read off the box, ''I can almost guarantee that it's your usual questions and I can also guarantee that the sole reason I gave it a second look is the 's' after 'partner', you know, inclusiveness and all that.''

''You know you might be onto something there. We all met each other at different points in our lives, may as well have a more fun way of filling in the gaps.''

''Thank you, baby,'' Finn pressed a kiss to Regie's lips before shaking his right hand happily, ''now, onto my personal favourite, a similar game but 'extreme sexy version, 21+','' Finn read off the box once again, gladly. ''I'm going to be totally transparent here, I sincerely don't intend for this to be anymore than some very hot foreplay.''

''Oooh,'' Logan rose from the sofa to go and slide into Finn's lap, removing the cards from the game box and unwrapping the plastic wrap from the deck as he skimmed the instructions. The baffled look on Logan's face had Leo chuckling to himself, admiring the adorable furrowed brows he had as he slowly figured out the way to use them.

''Right, so,'' Logan began slowly, explaining to the others, ''from the sounds of it, there's two kinds of cards: questions and one-word cards. The questions are pretty self-explanatory but the one-word ones are different.'' He read further. ''Oooh they come with advice on the instructions too, how helpful. So, the word is read out and then everyone says their opinions on it, like yay or nay basically. The ever so helpful tip says to specify about feelings towards whether it's 'giving' or 'receiving' for clarity.''

He shuffled the cards slightly then turned to face Finn, mock-professionally, fanning the cards, ''pick a card any card, baby.''

Finn grinned in return, grabbing one and reading it out.

''What a word to start with, 'choking'. Safe to say I am definitely a yay for that one. Giving and receiving,' he added with a flirty wink.

Logan snorted, ''shocker there, fishcake, it says whoever answers first gets to pick who answers next and so on.''

''Regie, baby, what are we thinking about choking?''

Regulus thought for a moment, ''no for giving, yes for receiving, but only lightly.''

With a small smile, Lo got off Finn's lap, Finn definitely enjoying the view of Logan with his back towards him, and walked to stand over where Reg was sat. Tremzy wrapped a delicate hand around the pale expanse of his neck, grip loose and gentle. He guided Reg upward towards him, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, lips and tongue teasing Regie, drawing soft moans out his mouth. As he drew back, he stroked his thumb across Regulus' bottom lip, smirking, ''like that?''

In response, Reg nodded distractedly, ''baby, you were definitely right about that whole foreplay thing.''

Smiling still, Logan perched on the arm of the sofa next to where Reg was sat, thumb stroking along the length of his neck, skimming over his Adam's apple, relishing in the way it bobbed as Regulus swallowed nervously.

''Remember the rules of the game, mon ange, you gotta pick someone to answer next,'' Lo teased.

Reg swallowed again before he spoke, ''Le?''

''Not a fan of receiving but I've loved giving since I did it to Finn the first time,'' Le smirked at the memory, Regulus and Lo becoming intrigued when Finn hid his face slightly in Leo's shoulder where he sat beside him.

''Oh I wanna know the story behind that one,'' Lo muttered, eyes dark with interest.

''Eventually, baby, for now, your turn,'' Leo answered, leaving no room for argument.

''Receiving, absolutely, giving, only lightly.''

The sexual tension in the room was thick and suffocating, shooting sparks between all the boys. The only sound was Regulus' whimper as Lo gripped his neck once again and bit harshly into his bottom lip, Reg sinking further back into the sofa under Logan's ministrations.

Sliding into Regulus' lap, Lo ground his hips down into Reg's as he kissed down the centre of his neck, keeping his hand around the base of it. Head thrown back, mouth falling open, Regulus was panting heavily, filling the silence in the room as his neck was marked with purple bruises. His bliss was disturbed by Finn's faint whisper to Leo across from the two of them, further being disrupted at Leo's answering chuckle.

Interested to know what was going on, Reg peeked over Lo's head and raised one arched eyebrow at them.

In reply, Leo smiled, ''when I say I hate to break up the party, I really mean I hate to do it, but, we have practice today.''

Regulus' previously well-humoured annoyance turned into despair as his whole face fell.

''No, no, no, don't tell me that,'' Reg's head fell back again, this time in exasperation.

''Fuck, this would be hilarious if I wasn't so hard,'' Lo chuckled dryly, hanging his head to rest in the crook of Regie's neck.

''How about a little challenge?'' Finn suggested, with a devious glance at Leo, knowing this would appeal to him.

Lo and Reg perked up, the suggestion already lighting up their competitive spirits.

''You have about 5, maybe 10, minutes before we really need to start getting ready and leaving. So, either you both come before then or neither of you can come until Le says so.''

The mentioned man raised an eyebrow in Finn's direction, ''until I say so?''

Harzy shrugged unapologetically, ''you're hot when you're in charge.''

The answering chuckle was less of a laugh and more of a rumble of thunder across his chest as he rested his ankle just above his knee, facing Reg and Lo.

''What about it, darlings? Or do you not want to risk losing?''

The decision was already made by the looks of their faces.

''How about we give them a show, baby?'' Reg suggested into the ear of the boy on his lap.

An answer was placed within the sensual kiss that captured his lips. Logan's hips continued working down into Regulus' as his shirt was removed by the hands sliding across his back underneath it. A high-pitched whine escaped Lo's mouth as red lines were scratched down his back by Reg's nails.

The whine turned into a yelp as Reg used his leverage against the back of the sofa to flip them both to lie horizontally, Logan caged in by his arms. Sliding down the boxers Lo had slept in, Reg wrapped a delicate hand around his cock, the head already soaked and dripping. This feature of Logan's never failed to turn all three boys on and made Regulus have to shuck his own cock out the confines of his sweatpants. He collected some of the wetness off of Lo's torso, slicking up his hand before wrapping it around them both, shuddering at the sensation.

Propped up on one hand placed on the cushion beside Logan's head, Regulus was trembling all over when Lo involuntarily bucked his hips up into his first. The movement prompted him to begin moving his hand up and down them both, twisting his wrist as he neared their tips, drawing gasps and whines out of them both.

''Look so fucking pretty when you're all fucked out like this. Shaking and moaning like a little slut for us,'' Lo gasped out between groans.

The tone of his voice when he called Regie that made him whine loudly, hips thrusting harshly against Lo's.

''Fuck, Tremzy, 's so fucking good, you feel so good against me,'' Reg panted, remembering Leo's comment the previous day about Logan enjoying being told how good he is.

It was apparently very true, Logan's cock beading even more precum in return, the sight bringing Regulus closer to the edge.

The praise clearly forced Logan's orgasm closer as well, no longer being able to form more than a word at a time as his fingers dug into Regulus' hips, the sharp pain of his nails making the heat rise quicker in his abdomen.

''Fuck, can I come please?''

Regulus watched as Leo realised the plea was aimed at him, face dropping from its pleasured look to shock in seconds. Finn had a hand wrapped around Leo, almost a blur as he worked him, the mirror image happening where Leo's hand was wrapped around Finn.

Coming back to himself, Leo replied gently, careful to not get ahead of himself as this wasn't something Regie had shown any interest in before - it was clear to everyone that he was just acting on instinct and what felt right in the moment - Leo didn't want to push him.

'''Course, darling.''

The thought of the conversations that needed to be had were pushed, for the while, to the back of Leo's mind as the gorgeous sight of Reg cumming distracted him. He shook against Logan as he tucked his head into his shoulder, hand still working them both firmly. Logan followed suit quickly, pushed over the edge by the whimpers and whorish moans being let out right by his ear.

Leo's senses were overwhelmed, unsure where to focus: on Reg, now coming to the end of his orgasm, yet still shaking from the intensity; Lo, who's hands were again raking harsh lines down the muscled plains of Reg's back, moaning loudly as his head leaned back against the arm of the sofa; or, at Finn next to him, cumming from the sight in front of them, head tilted to rest on Leo's shoulder as his hips ground up into his fist. A few seconds later, it didn't matter where he focused as his senses blanked out when he came, sending ropes of cum all over his shirt and Finn's hand.

The next thing Reg and Logan knew was them coming back to their senses with soothing hands on their skin and in their hair.

''Take a few more minutes, then we'll all go shower,'' Leo soothed when Reg began to get up, thinking they had to get ready. Finn was crouched by the arm of the sofa, placing soft kisses on Lo's face to center him.

The walk up to the shower was shaky, all four of them stumbling slightly, legs still trembling softly with each step. Shower water warming, they all pulled off their respective remaining clothes, laughing softly when Finn nearly fell trying to get his boxers off, only to be caught by Lo before he hit the floor. They all crowded into their large main shower, standing under the spray for a few seconds to soothe their tired muscles before they began washing each other. In surprisingly record time, all four boys were clean and had freshly washed hair thanks to Regulus, enjoying massaging the products into all their hair.

An array of sweatpants and hoodies were thrown on as all their practice duffels were collected and placed in a pile by the front door. After Leo scooped up some water bottles from the fridge, they were all ready to go and, surprisingly, weren't actually running late. Logan volunteered to drive so it was him and Finn in shotgun up front, Leo and Reg piling all the equipment into the boot of the car before jumping in the back. Reg curled up into Leo's side, resting his head on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around Regie's waist.

''You know, I don't think I would've minded if I couldn't cum until you said so,'' he hummed thoughtfully, eyes closed as he leaned.

''Yeah, baby?''

Reg nodded, ''kinda like the idea.''

''So does Lo, 's why Harzy suggested it. But I would've let you come whenever you wanted today, darlin'.''

At the puzzled look that Reg shot up at him, he continued, ''we haven't talked about me doing that for you yet, never gonna do something I haven't cleared with you first.''

Reg's responding smile was hidden in his shoulder, still caught however by Le, who placed a kiss on the top of his head in reply. They stayed like that for the rest of the ride, Le pressing kisses into Regie's hair while he lay there - both of them listening and laughing along to Finn and Lo sing dramatically along to the radio - until they reached the rink.

When they got to the changing rooms, Cap, Loops, Pots and Olli were already there, chatting and stretching casually.

''Awesome foursome in the rink!'' Olli shouted as he spotted them walk in.

''Please don't ever mention my brother and the word 'foursome' in the same sentence ever again,'' Cap cried from his stall, face contorted in a disgusted expression, drawing chuckles out of everyone.

''Such a drama queen,'' Loops mumbled, shaking his head endearingly at him.

''Must be a Black brother trait,'' agreed Leo playfully nudging Reg.

''Oi, I'm not the one who screamed bloody murder and did a dramatic monologue because you refused to give him half your cupcake,'' Reg rebutted with a pointed look at Finn.

''Fishcake, cupcake, darlin', it's in the name,'' smirked Finn with a wink.

And if Reg was too distracted with trying not to outwardly blush at what appeared to everyone else to be a bantering wink in his direction to notice the secret look shared between Cap and Loops then what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

The boys were now out on the ice, warming up their muscles, getting reacquainted with their sticks after their long weekend. The rest had put all the boys in good spirits, including Arthur, who currently wasn't giving them extra runs for playfully shooting the pucks at each other during warmups. After a few hours of training, where Arthur's lenient mood had run out a while ago, now bringing the boys back into line with several well-earned extra drills, training was finished.

As per usual, Reg was making his post-icetime toast alone in the snack room when his brother attempted to cooly lean up against the doorframe.

''You've been abysmal at being inconspicuous since we were kids,'' Reg took a bite out his toast, ''what's up?''

Sirius smiled, nerves given away by the hand he ran across the back of his neck.

''You've been spending a lot of time at the cubs' place the last few weeks.'' The question was hidden in the statement and the tell-tale slightly raised eyebrow Sirius had.

The younger pretended not to know what his brother was saying, ''yeah, so?'' Obviously, another Black brother trait was being terrible at covering up their emotions, Reg's hostility about the subject notable.

''No, not like that. The cubs are good for you. I just want you to know that Loops and I love you, and we're happy for you all. And that you can talk to me, you know, all that crap.''

His brother nodded in reply, taking another small bite out of his toast, trying to pretend to be indifferent about his next question.

''So, you're not upset?'' Regulus failing miserably to keep the relief out his voice.

''Why would I be upset?'' Sirius' eyebrows furrowed. ''You're my baby brother and I love you. After everything-'' he paused for a second, ''you deserve to be happy, and it's pretty obvious how much they care about you.''

Reg snorted, ''how obvious is obvious?''

''You all look like you'd jump in front of a bullet for each other. At first I thought you were just making friends, then I was saying to Loops how glad I was you were all so close and he looked at me like-''

''Like you were blind?''

He laughed loudly, ''yeah, pretty much. Called me a dimwit and said he was happy he was the one who made the first move otherwise we'd still be dancing around each other. Loops notices this stuff from miles away. Actually, his exact words were that you all looked at each other the way we do, gave you guys away to him in seconds apparently.''

Regulus huffed out a small laugh, ''how'd we end up bagging guys like this, huh?''

''Loops would say it's because we deserve it, I think we're just lucky motherfuckers. Also, in my defence, I would've figured it out eventually.''

At Regulus' puzzled look, he laughed softly, ''between the matching hickies on your neck and Harzy's back, I would've put the pieces together in the end. Oh and we can't forget the ones on Knutty's chest and Tremzy's neck-'' he broke off with a cackle at the mortified look on his baby brother's face, a protein bar on the counter getting thrown at his head.

They made eye contact and both burst out laughing. Reg threw Sirius his other piece of toast before they both headed towards the lockers, Sirius wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pressing a kiss to the top of his hair.

The first person to notice them walk in was Loops, smiling knowingly. Thankful for his emotional insight letting him skip the difficult part of him bringing up his love-life with his brother, Reg walked over to him and hugged him tightly.

''Merci beaucoup.''

Remus just smiled when he pulled away, ''love you, kid.''

Reg went to his stall, now nestled in the corner next to the Cubs'. A warm hand appeared discreetly on his lower back. Olli was usually to the other side of Regulus but was currently in the showers, leaving them divided from the others. ''Everything alright, baby?''

''Yeah, fine, tell you on the way home.''

He heard the rustle of Finn's hair as he nodded lightly in response.

Tired and hungry, the four boys piled into the car, Finn driving this time. He made eye contact with Reg in the rear-view mirror as he pulled out the car park. ''What was that with Loops earlier, sweetheart?''

''Well, my brother knows.'' Better to rip off the band-aid than beat around the emotional bush. Regulus was sure this level of silence had never been associated with the cubs, ever.

''He's happy for us. Only bloody knew because Loops clocked it.''

''So, what I'm hearing is that Cap isn't gonna have us running shock drills for the rest of our days?''

Reg laughed away the tension from his body, ''No, angel, you're safe from shock drills. I mean if he wasn't bothered by the state of my neck, I'm sure we're fine.''

''I'm not sure unbothered was the word for it, saw his face when you took your hoodie off. He looked like he wanted to kill us until Loops gave him what was definitely a 'don't be a hypocrite' look.'' Despite his joking tone, it was obvious Leo was glad he didn't get a hockey stick launched at his head from his Captain.

Logan turned to face them from the passenger seat, ''did he look mad?''

''At first. Then he saw my chest and looked slightly impressed, then disgusted, like he'd walked in on his parents fucking, then he got distracted because Loops was shirtless.''

The other three boys cracked up at that, knowing just how often that happened. Finn suddenly gasped sharply.

''My back, oh god. Do you think he saw?''

Leo began reassuring that Cap might've not seen but slowly trailed off at Reg's widened eyes - their silence spoke volumes.

''I can never look at him again.'' Finn looked traumatised as he drove.

''Might wanna shut your ears, Regie. Cap can't say anything to us, I once walked in on Loops blowing him in the snack room so if he says anything, I'll remind him of that little jumpscare.''

''Fucking hell Tremz,''' Reg exclaimed, definitely more traumatised than Finn now.

''I tried to warn you, baby,'' Lo chuckled cheekily.

As the cubs all piled into the house, they headed straight to the kitchen, Lo sliding up to sit on the counter as Leo got out the dinner he'd prepared earlier to put it in the oven - Reg pouring drinks for everyone. Finn slid between Lo's legs, hands on his knees, making space for him before gliding them up Logan's thighs. Mirroring his movements, Logan stroked his hands up from Finn's forearms to his shoulders, massaging them gently. Leaning his head forward, Finn rested his forehead in Lo's neck, making the hands on his shoulders slide up into his hair, rumbles of approval scattering across his chest as Logan's legs wrapped around his waist. Meanwhile, Reg was leaning with his back against Leo's chest as the water boiled, suddenly in the mood for the tea Minnie made for him whenever he was sorting legal stuff - the taste just reminded him of her office now; in a good way, it reminded him of moving to the Lions. And that was the best thing that'd ever happened to him so he usually wanted some whenever he'd had a good day.

Leo and Reg swayed side-to-side gently while they waited, watching Lo and Finn cuddle by the counter. After the water boiled, they both grabbed two drinks each, Leo calling to the cuddlers that they were headed into the living room. Naturally it seemed, Lo just slid his arms around Finn's neck, wrapping his legs tighter as he was picked up off the counter and carried to the other room. As they followed, Leo smiled and began talking in a mock-secret whisper.

''He'll never admit it but he loves being carried.''

Reg giggled softly at Leo's antics, ''probably got something to do with the whole muscles thing, don't ya think?''

He smiled when Leo chuckled, nodding.

''I mean it's not really like it costs us much to entertain him, I love carrying my boys if I'm honest,'' Leo admitted, turning a questioning look to Reg's surprised face.

''Boys? You mean you can pick up Finn?''

''Yeah,'' Leo chuckled, ''I'll try not to be offended at the surprise, cheeky.''

''Finn's built out of pretty much solid muscle,'' Reg stated perplexed.

They'd reached the living room before Leo replied, all four drinks being placed on coasters before he did. Finn was lying down on the sofa, Logan on his chest, stroking his hands up and down his back. Finn tapped the back of Lo's thighs, making him tuck them up under himself as he lay there, allowing Finn to place his feet flat and bend his knees, tilting his legs to lean against the back of the sofa. Leo sat in the newly-made space next to the arm of the sofa, pulling Reg into his lap, straddling his thighs.

''Yes, baby, I'm strong enough to carry Finn, solid muscle and all,'' Leo stated factually, trying to contain his grin as Reg's fingertips began mindlessly grazing across his arms as he thought about it. There was a few seconds of silence before Finn whispered to Logan, the whisper doing nothing to conceal what he was saying in such quiet and close proximity.

''Another has fallen to the mighty charms of Le's muscles,'' Finn's poorly contained snort made Logan crack up too, laughing sleepily.

''Hey, don't judge us, the only reason it's not as obvious to you is because of your own 'mighty charms'.'' Lo rebutted against the teasing comment. ''Even then, you're not immune either, remember when we moved in here?''

Finn stayed silent.

''Oh I have to hear this story if it's got the O'Hara blush to make a guest appearance,'' Regulus claimed, settling into Leo's lap and resting his head on his shoulder, facing where Finn was trying (and failing) to hide his blush behind Logan's hair.

Logan began the story dramatically, ''a long, long time ago, like a year, in this very house, there were three boys trying to fit a full Californian queen-size mattress up the front steps and into the house without letting the delivery guys do it for them. I promise you, they are now much smarter than that.''

Soft chuckles darted around the room as Logan cut himself off with a sharp laugh, unable to keep the serious facade going.

''We all had a lot of stuff, which basically meant an ungodly amount of boxes for us to somehow get into the house. I was doing pretty good, you know, a good system of car, box up, stairs, box down, stairs, car, box up and so on. Then, it started to rain just as I found the boxes of my books.''

The statement made Reg let out an audible 'ah', already piercing together the next parts of the story.

''Under no circumstances were my books going to get water damage so I started trying to carry as many as humanly possible at once - don't recommend, I just ended up getting scolded by Le for carrying too many. Naturally, he takes two off me and then picks up TWO MORE and starts carrying them like it's fucking nothing.

''So, we walk into the house, only slightly drenched with rain and Finn looks up from where he was organising the boxes and this man,'' Logan broke off in giggles at the memory before he even got the words out. A deep breath, ''This man looks like he just got teleported into his high-school wet dream, looks at Le like he wasn't sure whether to jump his bones straight away or carry on staring at his arms in his tank top. Knutty absolutely notices of course and spends literally the next like hour lifting anything that needed to be lifted. After we got most of the downstairs area sorted, and after we all carried my book boxes into my room, I'm up there for a few minutes planning how I wanna organise them. Then I come downstairs, where two people were supposed to be organising kitchenware,'' a pointed look was shot at the two boys, ''to Finn with his arms and legs around Le and they're just making out against the fridge, without me, might I add, as Knut carries him like nothing. So I grab the step ladder from the living room, spend about half an hour getting the books into their groups and stuff, come downstairs, once again, to Finn blowing Le in the middle of the kitchen. Honestly, it was like the ground floor was suddenly a porn movie, a very hot porn movie but still. And this happened all because Le can carry fucking anything, so, mister, I don't wanna hear nothing about me and Reg being whores for his arms, you understand?''

The entirety of Lo's last sentence was broken up by laughs - all the boys were giggling and wheezing at this point, Logan's commentary making it easy to picture the whole scenario as Finn laughed too, the blush on his face fading.

As Reg got the last of his wheezes out, he suddenly sat up fully, swatting Leo playfully on the chest with the sleeve of his hoodie.

''You're a fucking menace has anyone ever told you that?''

''Well, yes, many times, but why in particular, baby.''

''Tremz said you knew straight away when Finn was freaking out and you tormented him.''

''I wouldn't exactly say 'freaking out','' Finn grumbled.

''Course not, fishcake.'' Lo teased lightly - quickly silenced by the firm swat to his ass from Finn.

''When Coach was showing me around the rink a few days before I started the team, remember when he was showing me the gym and you were in there lifting weights?''

A self-righteous smirk spread across Leo's face, guessing at the revelation Reg just had, ''yeah, I remember, and?''

Reg scoffed at him, ''you saw how you made me nervous with your whole - thing-'' he gestured his hand to Leo's general person.

''You mean his apparent need to lift in either no shirt or a square of fabric that doesn't even qualify as a piece of clothing? That thing?'' Finn questioned sarcastically with a knowing look.

''Yes!''

Leo hummed lowly, ''I wouldn't really call it nerves but yeah, I saw your pretty blush. Last time I checked, admiring pretty boys wasn't a crime.''

A matching blush stretched across Reg's high cheekbones.

''Don't try and distract me from my point. Knowing that it made me nervous,'' he pointedly ignored Leo's raised eyebrow, ''you walked around for the rest of the damn day without a shirt. You thought you were so slick, casually rolling out your shoulders whenever I walked past or choosing then to stretch. So, yes, Leo Knut, you are a menace to society.'' Regulus punctuated his statement by pointing his finger to Leo's chest, looking very accomplished.

Without a word, Leo jerked Reg lightly by his hips, enough to make him lose his balance slightly and fall into Leo's chest. His voice when he spoke was a low rumble.

''Don't act like you didn't get payback for that, walking around in your underarmour that just so happens to cling to you like a second skin.'' He ran his hands over the curve of his waist down to his hips. ''Plus, it ended up letting us know that you like guys so we weren't totally hopeless when we started liking you.'' He shrugged unapologetically.

''There were other ways to check I liked guys than making me look like a drooling idiot in front of coach thank you very much. And I was just doing my usual routine, I'm not like some people, trying to distract others innocently trying to go about their day.''

''Uh-huh, sure you were,'' Leo mumbled lowly, leaning forward slowly with a small smirk as he captured Reg's lips in a slow kiss. Reg tried to speed up the kiss but failed, Leo lightly gripping his chin between two fingers, deepening the slow kiss by tilting Regie's head.

Leo pulled back, reveling in the way Reg looked in his lap, pupils blown, lips swollen and panting heavily as he stared up at him through his dark lashes.

''You can't look at me like that, baby.''

''Why not?''

Leo's teeth sunk into his own lip as he stroked a thumb across Reg's cheek down to graze across his bottom lip.

''Makes me want to fuck you.''

Reg's eyes widened, head tilting, ''really?''

''Is that even a question?'' Finn blurted from underneath Logan, Reg heard the light thwack to Finn's chest as Lo chastised his brash statement, ''babe.''

''Sorry but like, have you seen you recently, or at all?''

''Point taken,'' Lo mumbled quietly in agreement.

''Remember, whatever you want, we'll give to you, never gotta worry 'bout that,'' Leo raked a hand through Reg's hair, cuddling him into his chest as he nodded.

After they'd all eaten, Logan was flicking through channels mindlessly, trying to find something to watch while Leo ran his fingers through his hair next to him.

Lo huffed, ''there's nothing on and I don't know what I want to watch.''

Leo slipped the remote from Logan's hands, chucking it across the sofa, ''we can wait till the boys come down and see if they've got any bright ideas.''

''As a matter of fact we do.'' Finn sauntered down the stairs, towel drying his hair aggressively. ''I'm thinking: one of Lo's playlists and one of the games we got today then cuddle up in bed.''

''Genius move by O'Hara as he saves the Cubs from a depressing evening,'' Reg congratulated as he perched on the edge of the sofa, towel drying his hair.

Lo stood, throwing Le his phone and telling him to pick a playlist before gently prying the towel from his hands and softly beginning to dry his hair for him. Reg hummed in thanks before leaning his forehead on Lo's torso.

''So, sexy or sentimental?'' Finn questioned.

He burst out laughing when the three simultaneously replied 'sexy'.

''Not the first time I've had people yell that at me, I am wearing a lot more clothes at the moment though.''

''Fish,'' Reg groaned.

''Just being honest, baby.''

Everyone grabbed cushions and blankets and spread them in the centre of the living room, for some reason deciding the floor would be comfier than the perfectly fine sofa. Reg lay on his side, propped up on an elbow as Finn shuffled the cards from opposite him. Logan was connecting his phone to the speaker as Leo walked in with a deluxe ice-cream tub and four spoons, making Regulus gasp.

''Oh my god, I owe you a blowjob for getting chocolate brownie, remind me.''

''Fuck, I need to buy ice-cream more often if I'm getting those sorts of I.O.U.s for it.''

The music began streaming from the speakers softly, Logan adjusting the volume until it was loud enough to be heard but still background music.

''I- Le did you pick a sex playlist?''

''Don't attack a guy for being on brand.''

The boys got corralled by Finn announcing that he had deemed the cards properly shuffled.

''Okay, so, first card is quite tame 'nicknames','' Logan stated. ''Love them. 'Baby' is always a classic, that's probably my favourite for other people but I'm always down for anything you guys want. My favourite is probably 'angel' though, because it's just so true to who I am,'' he finished with a mock-cocky smile, making chuckles scatter around the room. ''Fishcake?''

''Hmmm, honestly, I love sweet names, 'honey', 'sweetheart', stuff like that. I love when Le calls me 'love' or 'darlin'', 's so sexy when his accent slips. Leaning towards the sexy part, um, nah I don't know, Regie?''

Leo's foot stretched across the carpet to nudge at Finn's leg, ''no, what were you going to say?''

Finn ran a hand across the back of his neck before taking a spoonful of ice-cream. ''The other day, Reg was trying to stall doing some club paperwork he had. I ended up holding his ice-cream hostage and told him to do it and he jokingly called me 'sir' which, you know, did more than I thought it would.''

''Okay, Sir, is hot as fuck,'' Lo stated, spoon halfway to his mouth.

''Alright, alright, Regie's turn.''

''Urm, kind of obvious, but the whole 'princess' thing Le started is, you know, yeah. 'Baby' is clearly a fan favourite.'' Leo let out a proud laugh as Reg continued, ''Probably stemming from the obvious familial issues, 'daddy' might be my favourite - or at least I think it is.''

Reg was embarrassed at how easily the admission slipped out, but it quickly faded into intrigue as Finn and Logan's eyes darted to Leo. Regulus followed their eye line then instantly wished he hadn't at the dark look Leo was directing his way through slatted eyes.

''Can't really say I'm surprised you have a daddy thing,'' Reg mumbled lowly.

''I mean, he just screams 'daddy' doesn't he?'' Lo agreed.

''I wasn't really planning on me being the one screaming 'daddy' but I appreciate the sentiment.''

''Leo!'' Reg hid behind his hands, embarrassed at his brashness. He felt a hand lightly pull at his wrists - he was met with a chaste, soft kiss from Logan when his face was uncovered, ''you're so fucking cute when you're shy.''

Reg flushed further, heat disappearing down his neck into his collar, ''Le's turn.'' Lo smiled at him, settling down and resting his head in his lap now that Reg was sat upright.

''Well, we've already established the daddy thing and, I don't know, the nicknames depend on who it is. Lo is our angel, Finn is my darlin' and Regie's a princess, sorted.''

''I hate how composed you were saying that,'' Finn grumbled.

Leo shuffled over to Finn's side, gripping his chin softly, turning his head towards him, ''don't get grumbly, love.'' He placed a bruising kiss to Finn's lips in the name of cheering him up. Without breaking eye contact with Finn, he continued the game, ''pick another card, princess.''

''okay, kind of miss-branding with the whole 'one-word' thing but we have 'most sensitive places'''.

''Ears,'' Leo stated easily, leaving Reg to think for a second, now finished tormenting Finn and settling beside him, arm around his torso, fingers grazing along his hip.

''Oh I forgot about that, that was so sexy. Mine's probably my neck, back of my neck especially,'' Reg replied.

''Waist, hips, anything around there. Shoulders, too,'' Finn answered, fidgeting slightly as Leo dug his nails into his hipbone.

''I actually don't know if I have one, everywhere feels good if it's one of you. I like my hair being pulled, that's probably the closest for me.'' Regulus chuckled at Logan's squeak of surprise when he lightly tugged on his hair in his lap.

''Right, my turn,'' Leo grabbed a card, 'it's a question one this time.'' Leo chuckled darkly, ''I love this one already. 'What's your biggest fantasy?' I feel like this is gonna be a long discussion, who's up for moving to the bed?'' He punctuated his statement with rolling his shoulders, the crack audible.

''Getting into bed with my three gorgeous boyfriends? A nightmare, whatever will I do.'' Logan joked, moving to put the rest of the ice-cream in the freezer and disconnect the speakers.

They all clambered into bed, Logan nestled in the corner by the head of the bed and the wall, Reg leaning back in between his legs. Leo leaned against the headboard, arm resting on one propped up knee as Finn rested his head on his chest.

''Okay, fantasy. Ah, it was a dream I had right after we met Regie, shocker, I know, and it's pretty much been jack off material for me ever since. I punish Lo for being a brat, again, shocker. Your punishment was having to watch Finn fuck Regie while you were edged. For everytime Regie or Finn came, your orgasm got ruined. They fucked for ages while I got to tease you with toys, you made such pretty noises for me, got Regie all worked up which made your situation worse. Then, when you'd learned your lesson about being a brat to me, you made Regie and Finn come before you could. Finn fucked your throat, none too gently, I'm gonna admit. Then, Regie rode you until he came and you filled him - he asked you to actually.'' He paused to send a one-sided smirk in their direction. After that, I figured you deserved a reward for taking your punishment so well, so I fucked you nice and slow till you came for me and then I made you hold my cum inside you for a few hours. Had to make sure you remembered your lesson.''

''Does it still count as foreplay if I feel like I could cum already?'' Regulus mumbled, trembling slightly.

''Fuck, baby, I need you to stop moving so much,'' Lo's voice shook from behind him.

''How do you think I felt waking up and realising it wasn't real,'' Leo joked with a smirk that made Reg have to look away and Finn to rock his hips down gently into Leo's thigh a few times. ''Keep going, darling.''

''Huh?'' Finn tilted his head up so he could see Leo's face from his position.

''I said keep grinding your cock against me.''

Finn let out a shuddering breath before complying, shuffling slightly so he could get more friction from his thigh - ''fuck, Le.'' Finn's usually humorous personality was gone, replaced by wide-eyed desperation. His face went lax as Leo flexed his thigh repeatedly underneath him.

''I love when he gets like this,'' Logan whispered to Reg, making the latter turn his head to glance up at Lo.

''Like what?''

''Full dom.''

A shiver ran down Reg's spine before his own curiousity got the better of him, ''question,'' Reg turned more fully towards Logan. ''Le mentioned toys, do you guys- you know, have that stuff?''

A smirk spread across Logan's face, ''we have a few for special occasions. Mainly birthday sex if I'm honest.''

''Don't think I've ever been so excited for my birthday.''

''But not strictly for birthdays.'' Leo piped up from next to them, Finn now mirroring their own position. His back was leaning against Leo's chest as he jerked him off with a loose grip, enough to tease but just not enough to feel good.

''Fuck, Le, why are you teasing me?''

''Because you tried lying to me this morning. When I asked you if your ankle was bothering you again, you said no, but then you ended up in the PTs office after practice.'' He gripped Finn's chin, tilting his head up to look at him, eyes softening, ''don't lie to me about shit like that. Ever. You understand me, love?''

Finn nodded sheepishly, trying to tear his gaze away from Leo's worried yet stern stare.

''Look at me.''

Finn complied swiftly, unable to resist the order.

'''M sorry, I just- I didn't want it to worry you.''

''I love you, I'm always worried about you.'' He captured his lips in a soft kiss, turning it rougher as he sped his hand up on his cock, thumb teasing the head, making him shiver. ''You don't have to apologise, just relax and feel good now, darlin'.''

Leo's attention was drawn away from Finn slightly at the giggles from his left followed by the sound of wet kisses and shuffling fabric as Regulus was pulled fully into Logan's lap. Regulus' hands rested on the sides of Lo's neck, kissing him messily as Logan's hands pulled at his shirt, managing to drag it over his head, hesitant still to break the kiss. In his scrabble to try and get Logan's button-up off, the scatter of buttons across the hardwood floor signalled Regie's success in getting Lo shirtless without breaking their kiss again. Reg burst into giggles, hand covering his mouth, turning to Lo apologetically, ''I'm so sorry,'' he breathed out between laughs.

''I'm not a strong enough man to give a fuck while you're shirtless in my lap.'' Regulus' eyebrows rose as Logan urged Reg to kneel, kissing down his neck, leaving not-too-soft bites on his way.

''Stop, angel.''

Lo pulled away, looking at Leo with furrowed brows - ''What? Why?''

''Believe me, I'm being nice. You can both tease each other as much as you want but neither of you are cumming, may as well not work each other up that much.''

Logan opened his mouth to argue before closing it, knowing better.

''I can still kiss him though right?'' Reg questioned, eyes wide and soft.

''Well, that's not how you ask is it, princess?''

He swallowed audibly, ''Can I kiss Lo please, daddy?''

The three boys could see the bolts of pleasure coursing through Leo at Regie's question, from his words to his pleading eyes to the absolute submission in his voice.

''You can. If either of you cum, you both get punished.'' Leo's eyes softened for a moment, turning his full attention to Regulus, ''what are you okay with? I won't do anything intense for it considering we don't have loads of time to discuss boundaries so what are you alright with me doing - if anything. I won't punish you at all if it's a limit, baby.''

The answer from Reg came out as a soft breath. Leo's raised eyebrows were enough for Reg to repeat himself, louder this time.

''Spanking.''

''With my hand?''

The flush spreading across his face was instant and dark - ''Yeah, that's fine.''

''Fine?''

''I want your hand, please.''

''Okay, pretty, if you ever want me to stop, tell me, immediately, okay?''

''Okay, daddy.''

''Good boy. Now kiss Lo, don't leave our angel waiting.''

The kisses shared between them were much more slow and sensual than before, sending sparks throughout their bodies but not as intensely overwhelming as before. After a few minutes of this, they were both beginning to get desperate again, hips rocking into each other of their own accord, eliciting hisses and groans from both boys.

Too wrapped up in each other and trying not to get too close to the edge, Lo and Reg didn't notice the other guys' hushed conversation. Their faces were hidden: Leo on top of Finn, bracketing him in his arms, placing kisses and bites along his ears, whispering between them. Every now and then, the two boys heard Finn let out louder, sultry moans as he was trapped beneath Leo, arms pinned above his head by his wrists. Their attention was finally recaptured fully when Finn let out a loud, broken whimper. They glanced over just to regret it - one of Leo's hands pinned both of Finn's wrists, his other wrapped around Finn's neck as his tongue explored his mouth.

''Stop being mean, Le, you know what that shit does to me,'' Logan complained, burying his head in Reg's neck, trying to ignore the sight and the fact he couldn't cum.

''I'm going to get a lot meaner if you keep calling me Le, angel,'' he answered back without missing a beat.

Logan tensed, drawing his head from his hiding place, looking over at Leo with wide eyes, ''sorry, daddy.''

''That's better, pretty.'' He paused for a moment, looking down at Finn pinned underneath him before turning his attention to Logan. ''You can cum, angel, just got to take the punishment for it.'' Leo smirked at the conflict spread across Lo's face for a moment then turned back to Finn, kissing his way down his chest to his hipbones.

Planning on sitting back and watching the show for a while, Lo shot a startled look up to Regulus as his hips began moving tentatively down into Logan's own.

His hands sprang to grip at Reg's hips, not stopping him, just holding, a question in his eyes. Reg shyly bit his lip, placing two stabilising hands on Logan's shoulders before beginning to roll his hips down with more pressure - both boys releasing sharp pants at the sensation. Both knowing where they were heading, they moved languidly against each other, panting and moaning into each other's mouths as Lo guided Regulus' incessant roll.

The other boys' situation unknown to the other two, Leo's mouth was moving steadily along Finn's cock, cheeks hollowed, drool running down to pool at his hips. Finn's hands were clenching and unclenching at his sides, taking Leo's 'no-touch' order seriously despite his struggle. His resolve shook when his orgasm started building low in his stomach, hips jerking roughly when Leo's tongue pressed against his tip.

''God, I'm so fucking close, baby.''

The shaky statement made Leo redouble his efforts, running his tongue along his slit to make him shiver at the sensation. He hummed appreciatively when Finn began cumming in his mouth, hands almost springing to tangle in Leo's hair, only just managing to stop himself. After Leo had drained the rest of Finn's cum from him, he pulled off, placing a tender kiss to his hip - he ran his hands gently across his torso, soothing him through the aftershocks rocketing through him, knowing he needed the touch to ground him. Leo knew when Finn was back with him when two hands ran through his hair and across his shoulders, gently urging him up towards him. Bracing himself on a forearm beside Finn's head, they kissed languidly for a few minutes, Leo's hand still running up and down his side as he calmed his own jittering nervous system.

After a while of their constant movement, Regie was almost surprised when he felt his orgasm begin to build within him, suddenly realising the very real events that would follow. Nerves were only part of his scattered mind, soothed considerably by Logan's obvious excitement despite absolutely getting a 'worse' punishment from Leo as a consequence. Surprised at his own excitement bubbling beneath his skin, Reg began whining into the space between his and Logan's lips, foreheads resting against each other: they'd given up kissing at some point, the point gone as they couldn't manage to maintain focus enough to do so.

''Baby, I'm gonna cum.'' His voice was a small whimper, making Lo have to swallow before he could reply.

''Moi aussi, mon ange,'' he whispered back in one breath.

Reg came first, jaw falling open, fighting to stop his eyes rolling back into his head but failing, eyelids fluttering with every wave of pleasure that crashed over him. He knew when Logan was pushed over the edge by the crescents of his nails digging into the flesh of his hips; the sharp arches of pain leaving him breathless.

As the main waves of his orgasm ended, Reg all but fell into Logan, shaking underneath him but gripping onto him nonetheless. Limbs still trembling, Leo spoke.

''You're bad influences on each other.''

''Good boys apart, naughty together,'' Finn agreed, pupils blown having watched the two of them.

Reg tried to talk but failed, having to swallow to get his mouth to form words, stuttering helplessly. ''C-can I have a few minutes before-'' he broke off, suddenly shy about it - not uncomfortable, simply bashful. There was a fluttering kiss placed to the shell of his ear, Finn's aftershave clouding his senses to the point he almost didn't hear Leo's reply.

''Of course, petit chéri. You're both having some time and some water before we do anything else.'' Leo was carefully running a hand through Lo's hair, soothingly massaging his scalp in gentle circles.

At the disappearance of Finn's weight from behind him, Reg shot up, looking for where he went. Finn's face loomed into view almost immediately, soothing a hand through his hair, ''just going to grab you some water, baby, I'll be back in a second.'' Nodding, Reg leaned into his touch before trying to blink the haze from his eyes, bringing his senses back into focus. After they'd all gulped down some water, Regulus sat, nervously wringing his hands together, thinking about what was about to happen. He was so lost in his head that he didn't notice Leo coming over to him before he placed a soft kiss to his forehead.

''Don't have to do anything you don't want to, princesse,'' he reminded gently.

''Non, I want to, I just don't know how it all works.''

''D'accord, do you want me to run through what I'll do before?''

Before he'd even finished, Reg was nodding eagerly - he had always been more comfortable knowing what was going to happen and in what order.

''You can either be on the bed or across my lap.'' The statement was obviously a question, Le looking at him, waiting for a reply.

''Lap, please.''

With a nod, Leo continued.

''For today, we'll do 10. I'll do the first few softer so you can get used to it. Then, if you feel like you can handle it, I'll go a bit harder for the last ones.''

Reg swallowed, ''yeah, okay, that sounds fine.''

Logan piped up from where he was laying on Finn's chest. ''Just as a warning, I know it might not seem like it from the outside but this stuff can be really emotional and overwhelming. Don't be embarrassed or feel like you're overreacting, Le and Finn both know how it can be and they know how to deal with it. They'll keep you safe and grounded, chéri.''

He let out a long breath, nerves ebbing slightly at all their reassurance, nodding despite no one asking a question. Finn looked thoughtful for a moment before he spoke, ''babe, do you think it'll be helpful to use the lights?''

Leo agreed immediately. ''Yeah, actually, that's a good idea. The lights are simple ways of letting us know how you're doing. Green is for all good and to carry on, yellow for slow down or it's getting too much or you aren't sure about something and red is for stop completely. If you say red, it'll all stop, okay baby? You can just have cuddles and a nice bath.''

''Don't hesitate to safeword mon ange and don't feel guilty if you do,'' Logan added. Reg could tell he was talking from his own experience by the way he said it, further confirmed by the way Finn's arms tightened around him.

''You understand everything that's going to happen, if you want it to obviously? And you get the safeword system?'' Leo questioned, making totally sure.

''Yeah, I understand,'' his nerves were now replaced with a nervous excitement, knowing that there would be a simple way to stop it if it ever got to be too much for him. Knutty shuffled to the edge of the bed, legs braced against the floor. The three other boys could tell when he shifted his perspective back into what Lo had previously called his ''dom-mode''; making his excitement double as his blood began rushing south again.

One of Leo's hands patted his thigh, wordlessly telling Regie what was expected of him. He stood on shaky legs, bending over Leo's manspread legs.

''Hold onto my thigh to balance yourself, mon petit salope.''

The name made Regie's breath hitch in his chest before it was expelled as a high moan, complying with his order.

''Colour for the position.''

''Green,'' his answer was breathy but sure.

''Colour for the name.''

''So fucking green.''

Leo let out a huff of laughter, stroking his hands down Regie's back and over his ass, soothing the tightness out of his muscles. Regulus' attention was drawn away from the hands on his body by the sound of Finn's voice echoing from behind Leo.

''If you touch your cock at all throughout this, your punishment gets worse, am I clear?''

Logan's breath was coming in short pants as his hands were pinned to his sides, his back resting on Finn's chest, both of them angled towards where Leo was sat on the bed.

''I asked you a question.'' Finn all but growled in Lo's ear, the shudder it sent through him visible.

''Yes, I understand. I'll be a good boy for you, Sir.''

Reg had to fight back a laugh as Finn's facade dropped as his eyes rolled back and his hips canted into Lo's back. Logan Tremblay, ever the power bottom, very clearly enjoying this new-found kink of Finn's.

''Ready, darlin'?'' Leo patted the small of Reg's back to gather his attention.

''Mhm.''

Oh.

Was pretty much the only thing to go through Regie's mind as Leo's hand collided softly but still hard enough to be considered a punishment with his ass. His breath was forced from his chest, grip tightening on Leo's thigh. The sensation made him wonder what the effects on him would be if Leo had hit harder, the thought of having Leo's handprint visible on him made him shake. The idea of the ownership it would show made his emotions do back flips - he knew they wanted him, adored him, but the symbolism of it made it more intense. The others understood too, it was pretty clear from their antics surrounding love bites and marks that the idea of it made them feel the same.

''Colour?''

''Green,'' he opened his mouth to continue but closed it.

Leo leaned down so his lips brushed the hair by his ear, ''don't hide what you're thinking from me. What were you going to say?''

''Harder. Please?''

Reg somehow heard the smile that spread across Leo's face as he straightened his back once again. The next made his body shift forwards slightly from the force.

''Fuck, daddy.''

The next two came in quick succession, missing the pause and the soothing hand that the previous two had been followed by. Reg wasn't the only one getting turned on from his punishment. He felt Leo's cock against his side and heard the pants from Logan as he heard Reg's moans and whimpers and the rustle of the sheets as Finn rocked against Lo.

''This is what you get for misbehaving. Be good and you feel good, be bad and you get punished,'' Leo's voice was a whisper but remained clear, washing over Reg, making his mind go fuzzy.

He whimpered loudly, words coming out in a long breath, '''M sorry, daddy, wanna be good.''

Leo hummed, ''I want you to be good, too. As lovely as your ass looks spanked red, I'd much rather be fucking it.'' He spanked him three more times in the same place. ''Would much rather you be shaking because you're cumming than because it hurts,'' he leaned down to whisper into his ear once again, ''even if you are our little pain slut.''

Tears began rolling down Regie's cheeks uncontrollably, a sob rocketing through him at how good it felt and how overwhelming it was.

''Fuck, so sorry. Sorry, daddy, gonna be good for you - 'n for Sir and Lo too.''

''Jesus,'' Finn let out a shaky breath.

''Am I okay to make these last few harder?''

''Merde, yes, please.''

The first of the last three almost sent Reg off Leo's lap, his grip having relaxed over the last few minutes. He couldn't form words anymore, sobs the only sound he made as he shook on Leo's lap.

''I made a blatant rule and you disobeyed me. I would've made it so good for you if you'd have just listened to what you were told.''

Regulus nodded frantically, ''I'll do what I'm told, promise,'' his words stumbling out in between loud, guilty sobs, tears falling on Leo's thigh and down Reg's neck. Sensing he was starting to cross the boundary between getting too overwhelmed, Leo checked his colour one more time and finished the last two hits quickly - one on each cheek. Leo quickly pulled Reg into his lap, being careful to make sure he wasn't putting pressure on his ass.

''Took your first punishment so good. Such a good boy, baby.''

He picked him up and walked them both over to the head of the bed where Finn and Logan still lay, sitting down next to them. Finn stroked a hand across Reg's ankle as Lo placed a kiss to the back of his neck.

''Look at me, princess.''

Leo's breath caught at the glazed-over look in his wide eyes.

''You feeling hazy, baby?''

The soft nod from him was followed with his worried tone, '''M sorry, I didn't listen.''

Finn pressed himself against Reg's side, running a hand down his back before pushing his hair back from his face.

''You don't have to be sorry anymore, baby, you've done your punishment for it, no one's mad at you. You did so well for Leo, sweetheart. Do you want to sit with me while Lo gets his punishment?''

''Yes, please, Sir.''

Finn bumped his nose against Regie's, placing a soft kiss to his lips, ''not 'Sir', baby, we're not in a scene anymore.''

''They're just back to being Knutty and Fish now, ange.'' Lo prompted.

''Okay, yeah, wanna sit with you, please.''

They ended up with Finn laying in the corner between the wall and the bed frame with Reg tucked between his side and the wall to face the rest of the room.

''Okay, love. I'm going to spank you but you get to pick what you get them with.'' Leo playfully bit Logan's bottom lip before getting serious again.

''Can I have the paddle?''

''Bed, on your knees, shoulders to the mattress.''

Without a word, Logan rushed to comply, nerves sparking with energy and excitement. As he got into position, Leo moved to the bottom of their closet, sliding the discreet black box out from underneath some clothes. Reg tried leaning up to see what was in it but Finn blocked his line of sight with the bottle of water from earlier.

''Drink, baby, it'll help you with your cloudy head.''

Reg obligingly took a few gulps before cuddling back down into Finn's neck, free hand running across his chest and down to his abs, scratching his nails lightly as he went. The pale skin quickly sprang soft pink lines in his nails' wake, prompting Regie to soothe his palm across them. He continued like that, for how long, he doesn't know - he was entranced by the trails of goosebumps he could draw from Finn's heated skin, seeing where he had to touch to make them appear. His little experiment was interrupted by a soft pat on his hip where one of Finn's hands was draped.

Looking up, he saw that they were all looking back at him expectantly. He felt more shy than usual with his haze still over his mind, a dark flush rising up his neck, Reg quickly averting his eyes from Leo's.

''Can I help you?'' he mumbled, hiding slightly by resting his head on Finn's chest and laying his arm somewhat casually in front of his face, seeming to be blocking out the light from the lamp.

Leo's soft chuckle made him blush further, surprised when a hand was wrapped gently around his wrist, pulling his block from his face.

''I asked what your colour was for me using the paddle on Lo.''

His confusion momentarily overrode his timidity.

''Why do you need my colour for something that's happening to Lolo?''

Reg was about to reply to Finn's mumble of 'cute' when Leo answered.

''Just because it's not happening to you doesn't mean it can't be a limit, you're still seeing it. It can still make you uncomfortable or even upset, especially when you're in- when you're cloudy.''

It took a second for the logic to sink into his mind, blinking slowly as he thought about it.

''Oh.''

After a few seconds, a second tap on his hip brought him back to the present. He glanced up at Finn in question, growing confused at the slight, knowing smile on his face.

''Colour, beautiful?'' Finn prompted.

Embarrassed, Reg replied quickly, ''green, sorry, I forgot I was asked something.''

He was rocked by the low chuckle that rumbled across Finn's chest - ''don't worry about it, cutie.'' Settling down properly into his side once again, he turned his attention to the other boys. Leo was running his hands across Logan's back and shoulders, whispering to him - most likely checking that he was still okay and wanted his punishment.

Rolling out his shoulders, Leo leaned up so he was now kneeling behind where Logan - still in position from before - was waiting patiently, head resting on his folded arms. It was clear even from Reg's slight distance that Leo wasn't exactly gentle as he dragged his nails over Logan's hips as he stared down at him, admiring. Leo put a palm on the small of Logan's back, pushing down slightly.

''Arch your back for me, you know how I like it,'' he mumbled to him, the curve of Logan's back was deepened almost immediately as he shifted his weight slightly. Leo's approving hum came from low in his throat as his teeth left dents in his lower lip.

Dragging the paddle lightly over his thighs and ass, Leo checked his colour once more before he started - he let Lo know he was getting 15 spanks (''you know better, you know what happens if you don't behave.'') As always, he started out fairly soft, even with Lo, he felt unfair if he started straight out the gate with even half of his full strength - it was a punishment but his aim was to keep that edge of pleasure to it.

Logan's eyes fluttered shut as he pushed back towards Leo, immediately getting scolded softly.

''No moving, do it again and I'll start adding hits.''

There was no room for argument in his tone, it was strong, commanding - Logan wouldn't have rebutted against him nonetheless. The next four or so (Reg lost count) passed as uneventfully as a gorgeous guy could have - Logan letting out small whimpers and moans and Leo actively trying to fight back groans at the delectable shade of red Lo's skin was turning. The following one, however, had an extra hint of pain; Leo had angled the paddle to half hit the back of Logan's thigh - the unexpected sting making Lo jump forwards.

''One extra, don't make it two.''

Logan's nod was desperate, ''yes, daddy, 'm sorry, didn't mean to.''

The increasing strength Leo was putting behind his hits was audible, the impact making a sound loud enough to make Regie jump as it cut through the silence.

Finally, there was only two more to go from Regie's count - three including the extra - and he couldn't stop himself from reaching out his hand to untangle Lo's from the grip it had on the corner of the pillowcase. Logan blinked tears from his eyes, squeezing Regie's hand back gratefully. His breath caught at the way his green eyes looked behind his clumped lashes, bright and wide.

He glanced up at Finn, nudging his jaw with his nose to garner his attention.

''You okay, lovely?''

''Am I allowed to-'' he cut himself off and gestured to his and Lo's tangled hands with a nod of his head.

'''Course you can, baby. We'll talk about usual rules later, for now, if you haven't explicitly been told not to do something, feel free, okay? Don't be worrying about that.''

With a nod, he resettled back to his cuddled position, shuffling over slightly so he could hold Lo's hand tighter. As with Regulus', Leo did the final two as one on each cheek.

''Colour, angel?'' Leo had been concerned about Lo's sobs, knowing how much the sting from the paddle could build as the hits overlapped. He knew Lo would colour out if he ever felt the need to but he liked to check anyway for his own sanity.

''Y-yellow.''

Leo immediately dropped the paddle, heart thudding viciously, both hands stroking along his back, cautious to keep his arms from brushing accidentally against his hurt skin. Forcing down the torrent of apologies on his tongue, he spoke calmly, hoping the remaining slight waver to his voice wasn't notable.

''What's pushing you, sweetheart?''

''It's- it's getting close to being too much now, don't think I can handle the extra.''

''Alright, darlin', that's fine. You took your punishment so well, 'm so proud of you. Thank you for telling me, love.''

Leo lay directly next to Finn, overlapping their legs to try and discreetly soothe himself as he pulled Lo to lie on his chest. As had become almost routine with Logan's punishments, he tucked himself close to Leo's neck, breathing deeply to try and calm the sobs rocketing through him.

'''M sorry I couldn't take the extra,'' Lo mumbled into the skin between Leo's neck and shoulder. As much as he knew he didn't have to apologise about using his safeword, sometimes he forgot and gave into the want to say sorry when he was in subspace.

Leo shushed him gently, humming, hoping that the vibrations would draw him out of his own head. One hand was in his hair as the other rested in the middle of his back, bracketing him in - Leo felt a hand entwine with his on Lo's back. The slim, elegant bones of it told him it was Reg's, making him look down at the boy still cuddled into Finn. A pair of grey eyes were staring back at him, knowingly, as his thumb began rubbing small circles against the back of his hand. He gave an appreciative squeeze back, shuffling him and Lo closer to Finn as he wrapped an arm around Leo's shoulders, pulling him closely into his other side. Of course Finn noticed, his head's in the clouds most of the time but he had the eyes and ears of a hawk when it came to those three, as all of them did really.

When Reg came back to consciousness again, he was cold and - as he quickly came to realise - alone. He'd been wrapped in a soft blanket, the lamp still lighting the room with a soft glow. However, the panic at suddenly being in an empty room made him shoot up, an exclamation of pain escaping his lips as his abused skin made harsh contact with the sheets.

Ignoring the sting, Reg rose from the bed, wrapping the blanket around his shoulders. He walked out to the hallway, pausing to look for any light coming from beneath the doors and to listen intently for voices. There was a soft, white light coming from the main bathroom, door slightly ajar. He padded quietly across the hall to it, peering through the crack to see Finn gently showering Logan, massaging shampoo into his hair. A pointed, irrational thought of 'that's my job' scattered across Reg's mind, making his brows furrow as he wondered why he was left alone when Leo was nowhere to be seen.

That question was answered by Leo coming up behind him from the stairs, carrying a steaming cup of Regie's tea.

''Hi, princess-'' Leo's soft yet bright tone was quickly cut of as Reg turned around with eyes bright with unshed tears. ''Love, what's wrong?''

''Woke up alone, where-'' Reg's throat tightened as he tried to fight down the weight on his chest, struggling more as Leo had the same look of guilt he got when he'd let through a puck he thought he should've been able to save.

''Fuck, I'm so sorry, Reg, you were dead asleep so I thought I'd make you some tea. I didn't realise you'd be up so soon.'' He moved to reach his hands towards Reg before stopping himself, the struggle clear on his features. ''I should've never left you alone, lovely, especially when you'd fallen asleep subby.''

To Regie's sleep-addled and still slightly fuzzy brain, only part of Leo's apology registered.

''Don't call me 'reg'.'' His brows furrowed, a slight downward tilt to his lips now visible.

A look of nothing short of pure terror sprinted across Leo's features.

Confused, Reg added, ''prefer 'love' or 'princess' or something, not 'reg'.''

''Mon dieu,'' Leo let out a huff of laughter at the disgusted tone he'd said 'reg' in - like it was an insult. ''Sorry, princess, c'mere.'' He tucked Regulus into his chest, leaning his head down to rest his forehead on the top of his hair, brushing a kiss to the soft curls. ''Let's go back into bed, Fish and Tremz'll come in a few minutes when they're done, you need to drink your tea while it's warm.''

Reg became pliant, letting himself be guided back into bed, more cautious now to avoid sudden, painful collisions with fabrics that'll make his skin sting.

''Here,'' he passed Reg the mug, making sure his grip on it was secure before letting go, ''I'm just going to go and grab some aloe vera from my room right across the hall, okay? You'll still be able to see me through the doorways. Is that alright, love?''

Taking a small sip to test the temperature, Reg nodded, ''You'll be quick?''

''So quick, honey.'' He pressed a kiss to his forehead and jogged to his room, intent on keeping his promise at being as quick as possible, the guilt at him waking up alone still weighing heavy on his chest. He rentered the room seconds later, carrying a clear tub of pale green gel.

''This is gonna be cold, baby, but it's meant to help cool your skin down and help it not sting so much.''

Reg placed his tea carefully on the beside table before rolling onto his stomach, flopping his head onto the pillow dramatically. Chuckling softly at his antics, Leo knelt next to him and began rubbing some of the gel into his skin, starting at the edges of where he'd hit to get him used to the feeling. As he was finishing up, Finn carried a towel-wrapped Logan through the doorway.

''Hey, sweetheart,'' Finn placed a greeting kiss to the skin of Leo's shoulder. Knowing the drill, Lo lay down next to Reg, unknowingly flopping the same way Regie had done, making Leo laugh loudly. Silently, Finn began applying the same gel to Logan, mastering the art of a feather-light touch due to how raw his skin still was.

''C'mon princess, finish your tea then it's bedtime.'' Reg complied, smiling up at Le in thanks as he passed him his drink. ''What do yous want to wear to sleep, it's meant to be cold tonight?''

A rustle came from beside Reg's head as Lo removed his face from the pillow, turning to the side to speak properly.

''Can I have some sweats and a hoodie, please, peanut?''

Leo huffed a faux-annoyed laugh at the name as he began opening drawers, ''sure, angel, I'll grab you some of Finn's sweats so they won't be too tight on your skin. Same for you, darlin'?''

''Yes, please,'' he turned towards Finn, ''is that alright, baby?''

Finn answered without hesitation, ''of course it is, never have to ask to wear my clothes, especially not if it's making sure you're comfy.''

He hid his flush behind his mug as Finn added, ''besides, y'all look sexy in my clothes,'' he punctuated his sentence with a flirtatious wink, grinning.

Lo, thankfully, brought their attention away from Regie's shyness.

''Actually, Knutty, can I have a jersey instead of a hoodie?''

'''Course, love, any preference for who's?''

A negative hum was enough for Leo to grab one of his own that was hung on the door handle of the closet.

''Grab one for Regie, too, nutter butter.'' Finn added smoothly, flashing a knowing glance to where Reg's eyes had darted to him. ''You can ask, pretty, don't gotta stop yourself.'' He gave Lo's hip a soft pat and pressed a kiss to the small of his back to let him know he was finished with the gel. Screwing the lid back on and standing to put it on top of his drawers, he leaned down to capture Regie's lips in his. ''Besides, I think you'll find it's very rare that any of us can say no to you.''

Reg was saved form having to answer Finn's butterfly-inducing flirting by Leo padding over with their clothes. He passed Logan a pair of Finn's black sweats and his black jersey; Reg got another soft black pair of joggers and Lo's burgundy jersey and Finn got passed a well-loved looking pair of basketball shorts and one of Leo's old, soft tanks (that was about as wintery as Finn's bed attire got). Leo dressed himself quickly in a thick white tank and loose grey sweats before helping Lo step into his joggers, cautiously pulling them up and over his hips.

Heeding Finn's earlier advice about just asking, Reg finished his drink before standing and walking the few paces to where Finn had just finished pulling on his tank.

''Harz, can you help me get dressed, please?''

The O'Hara smile made a strong guest appearance as Finn beamed down at him.

''My pleasure, gorgeous, c'mere,'' he took the joggers from him first, bending down to slip Reg's feet into them first, pulling them carefully up his legs as Leo had done with Logan. Even though Reg could've put the jersey on himself, Finn swiftly grabbed that from Regie's hand too. A quick mumble of ''arms up'' and Reg was fully dressed, surrounded by the smell of his boys.

Finn pulled him into his chest by his waist, placing a soft kiss to his temple. With his lips still pressed to his skin, he mumbled, ''thank you for asking me, baby.'' Reg just hummed in response, enjoying the warm feeling of his hands on his waist and his solid chest beneath his cheek.

After he'd shuffled them both over to bed, Finn helped Reg climb in next to Lo, the two instantly cuddling up to each other, noses bumping together, causing them to giggle softly. He shook his head with an amused smile as he slid in after Reg, looking over his shoulder to see Le flicking the lamp off before carefully nestling in behind Lo.

Obviously, Le had been too careful with Logan as the last thing anyone heard was Logan's mumbled chastisement.

''Cuddle me properly, y' not gonna hurt me.''

Leo's answer was a shuffle as he wrapped an arm tightly around his torso, pressing his nose to the back of his neck as they drifted to sleep.

Chapter 4: Nat the Goddess, Canadian Sass and the Sexy Photo Folder

Summary:

After some classic dom-guilt, Nat is much wiser about the Cubs' relationship and twenty bucks richer. Discussions about telling family; Reg finds out about a certain collection of photos as he discovers that photography is a club favourite and some whispered 'I love you's that need to be solidified later.

Oh and kitchen blowjobs and facials just bc.

~16,000 words this one
Got a bit carried away but am I sorry for it, nada.

When Regulus woke up, it was dark in the bedroom, no light filtering through the blinds. He was on his back, Finn's arm under his head and Logan curled on his chest, forehead resting slightly in the crook of his neck. His eyes had closed after assessing that it was the middle of the night, not wanting to lose his 'sleepiness'. He felt more awake as he listened intently after he couldn't place where Leo was in the bed - he couldn't feel his arm around Lo or his leg across his and he couldn't hear his deep breaths he usually let out as he slept. Figuring that was probably why he woke up, he lifted Logan's head and neck, placing him softly down on the pillow, trying to sit up without putting more weight on Finn's arm.

After almost elegantly face-planting the floor, Reg was finally detangled from the pile of limbs. He watched with a soft smile as Finn instinctually rolled over, cuddling into Lo with a hand in his hair. Padding out into the hall, he looked for the soft shine of light coming from Leo's room or the bathroom - nothing. He tiptoed down the stairs, dodging the creaky parts of the steps until he reached the living room. The light from the kitchen cast creepy shadows along the living room floor, prompting Reg to walk slightly faster than technically necessary to reach the area of the house bathed in light. Le was leaning where the cabinets created a corner, sipping on a glass of water, staring into the opposite side of the room.

''Baby?''

''Hi, love, I'm sorry if I woke you.''

Reg shook his head silently, moving to stand in front of Leo as he placed his glass in the sink near him. Stroking his hands up and down his sides lightly, Reg leaned in to press a soft kiss to his jaw, having to push up onto his toes slightly.

''You okay, Knutty?'' he checked when Leo closed his eyes at the sensation - Reg couldn't help but notice that his hands stayed resting on the counter instead of wrapping around him. It had become almost normal to have some part of Le touching him whenever they were this close, the absence of it discredited the sincerity of his nod.

His hands froze, taking a step away from him in case he was making him uncomfortable - it was obvious something was off, he didn't want to make it worse.

''You don't have to talk to me about whatever's upsetting you but talk to one of the boys.'' He brushed a soft kiss to his shoulder over the strap of his tank, ''go back to bed soon, okay? You need sleep.''

Without waiting for an answer, he forced himself to leave the kitchen, despite his want to stay with Le until he felt better or until he was talking about whatever was upsetting him. For a few minutes, he stood leaning against the doorframe of Finn's room, watching him and Lo tangled together comfortably under the covers. They had now shuffled so Finn had an arm tucked behind his own head, the other still nestled in Lo's hair with him curled almost completely on Finn's chest. In the end, he walked to the smallest bedroom - Logan's - and crawled under the blankets, unsurprised when he was hit with a mixed wave of all three boys' aftershaves. Burying his face into the blanket and Lo's jersey he was still wearing, he fell asleep after restlessly shuffling around for hours.

Back in the kitchen, Leo was still leaning into the corner, arms folded across his chest as if trying to block out the guilt that weighed heavily on it. He'd woken up a few hours after they'd fallen asleep when Lo turned over in his arms. The scenario made his mind flick back to Reg waking up alone earlier in the day. A powerful wave of nausea had swept over him, skin crawling with guilt and he'd shuffled Lo carefully closer to Reg before nearly running downstairs to get off the upper floor. His hands shook aggressively, almost breaking the glass he was trying to fill to prevent his oncoming panic attack. He had been seeing Harper, the team therapist, about his anxiety and it had been getting better but guilt had been one of his worst triggers since he was a child.

Running through all of her advice, he managed to bring himself off the edge, slowing his breathing enough to the point his hands stopped tingling - good sign. After getting about half a glass of water into his system, a messy mop of black curls swam into his vision, concerned voice rolling over him like honey. With it, however, came the crushing weight of guilt that he could barely push down enough to open his throat to answer his worried question.

He revelled in the feeling of his delicate hands on his sides, even through his shirt, it sent sparks shooting up and down his spine. As much as he wanted to wrap his arms around him in return, he stopped himself for the second time in as many hours. His brain began running through all of the ways he could have hurt Regie - it was much worse than hurting him physically; he'd had enough conversations with Nat to know how fragile anyone could become when they were even slightly dipping into subspace.

His regret at not reciprocating his touch came as soon as he brought his attention out his head long enough to see the hurt flash across the poor boy's features as his hands stopped their soothing motion. Before he could reach for him, Reg had brushed a kiss to his shoulder and was leaving when he'd finished talking. After several more minutes hovering in the kitchen, Leo began making his way slowly back to bed.

Looking in through the doorway, Leo noticed immediately that Reg was missing from the bed. Peering his head into the other rooms upstairs, his heart softened at Reg tossing and turning in Lo's bed, breaths proving his agitation. Guessing that his presence would be more of a hindrance than a help, he crawled back into bed with Finn and Lo, spending the next few hours watching them peacefully before he finally drifted off into a fitful sleep.

Leo woke to Logan shaking him awake with a panicked look.

''Lo, what's wrong?''

''Regie - he wasn't in bed and Harz said he wasn't downstairs when he went to get a coffee.''

Still half asleep, Le soothingly ran a hand across Logan's arm, ''he's in your bed.''

Lo instantly disappeared, jogging to peek his head quietly in the doorway of his room before coming back.

''How'd you know?''

Leo sighed, throwing the covers off him and standing, grabbing Lo's hand, ''c'mon, I'll tell you with Fish.''

They headed downstairs, hand in hand.

''He slept in my room.''

Harzy turned around with a question in his eyes, looking between Logan and Leo as he passed them a tea and coffee respectively.

''I fucked up,'' he mumbled as he ran a hand over his face, scruffing up his bed hair more. He briefly explained what had happened while Finn and Lo were in the bathroom yesterday then went on to give a play-by-play of his mistakes in the kitchen.

''Treated him like shit because I felt bad for treating him like shit. You should've seen his face, I- he didn't deserve that.''

Harz put his own mug on the counter, bringing a hand up to Leo's cheek, wiping away the few stray tears that had escaped during his recount.

''Maybe you should call Nat, baby. I know it's a general miscommunication issue but because of the subspace involved and most of your guilt stemming from being a dom- I dunno, I feel like she'll be able to give you better advice than anyone else.''

Le closed his eyes and leaned into the soft palm still resting on his cheek and nodded.

''Yeah, I'll shoot her a text to see if she's free and call her in a little bit if she is.''

''But for now, go and apologise. If it was me, I know I'd be thinking I've done something wrong, he needs to know he hasn't done anything, baby.'' Logan added factually from where he was sat on the counter.

Leo's eyebrows rose, obviously not having thought of that interpretation of his behaviour before he pointed it out. He placed a soft kiss to the centre of Finn's palm, giving his waist a gentle squeeze before heading back upstairs; beelining towards Logan's room.

Nervously hovering by the wall for a few seconds, he peered around the door, brows furrowing at the neatly made bed - minus a certain dark-haired boy. His silent questions were answered by the sound of a tap running in the main bathroom. The door was cracked open, Reg's curls visible as he brushed his teeth over the sink. Le nudged the door open a bit more, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe. When Reg began rinsing his toothbrush to put it back in the holder, Leo took in a deep breath then walked up behind him, softly placing his hands on his hips - careful to avoid touching the skin between his sweats and where Lo's jersey had ridden up. To his surprise, Reg made no reaction, seemingly totally unphased at Leo's sudden appearance.

Reg made eye contact with him in the mirror, ''I was wondering when you were going to come in.''

Blushing softly at the fact he was caught hovering and staring, Le dropped his head to kiss the top of Reg's shoulder, wrapping his arms slightly tighter around him.

''I'm sorry,'' he whispered into the fabric, rising slightly to brush another kiss to the shell of his ear, ''I shouldn't have treated you that way yesterday, you didn't deserve that.''

He shook his head slightly in response, leaning back into Leo's chest, turning his head so that their noses brushed together.

''How're you, darling?''

''I'm,'' he paused, thinking of the word, not wanting to lie and say everything was fine when it wasn't, ''better, going to call Nat soon.''

If Reg was confused as to why Nat was his go-to person, he didn't let it show, just pressing a soft kiss to the skin of his cheek. Leo tilted his head down, turning it more towards Reg, looking into his eyes before taking Reg's bottom lip between his, kissing him slowly. He put his apology into the kiss, resting their heads together for a second.

''C'mon, our boys are waiting.'' Reg mumbled, still making no effort to move, smiling.

The relief on Finn and Lo's faces was almost comical as Reg led Leo down the stairs by his hand.

''My bed comfy enough for you, ange?'' Lo teased as he pressed soft kisses to his and Leo's lips.

Reg smiled apologetically, ''sorry I didn't ask you first, I didn't wanna wake you.''

''You can sleep in my bed whenever you want, baby. I was only teasing.''

He hummed in reply, ''it was nice, smelled like you. Having you all next to me is better though.''

Finn pressed a kiss to the crown of his head and passed him a tea silently, running his knuckles down his sides from where he stood behind him.

''Nat text you back, babe?'' he asked when he heard Leo's phone go and him begin to text back quickly.

''Yeah, trying to tell her no one's dead or injured but she doesn't believe me.''

''Do you wanna go call her now before she's scaring the shit out my brother and Bliz by speeding over here?'' Finn chuckled, knowing Nat absolutely would do that.

Leo nodded, laughing in reply, giving them all soft kisses as he went into the living room to sit.

''Is he alright?'' Reg mumbled, leaning back into Finn, sipping his drink nervously.

''He's going to be fine, sweetheart. Nat'll sort him out,'' Finn reassured.

''If she can wrangle an O'Hara and a Gryffindor goalie, she's basically a miracle worker,'' Lo teased, nudging Finn's bicep teasingly with his nose.

Reg snorted into his tea, almost spitting it out, ''what does that make me and Le?''

''Y'all are too cute to be wranglers,'' Lo amended.

Finn hummed in agreement, ''charmers more like.''

They broke out into chuckles at Reg's high blush at their teasing.

 

''Hey, Nat, thanks for texting me back so quick.''

''Knock off the pleasantries Knut, what the fuck is going on? Are you all okay? It's not baby red is it because I'm not telling Lex for you if you've hurt him-''

''Nat,'' Le laughed at her stressful ramblings, ''no - Finn and Lo are both fine. But, I've gotta tell you something and I need you to swear to keep it to yourself, including Alex and Kase - they'll probably know soon but not yet.''

''Wow, mysterious much? Okay spit it out then you can ask for whatever advice you need.''

''Well, they're connected so, um- don't freak out. So, you know Regulus-''

''As in Cap's brother?''

''Baby Black, yeah. Well, us three and him are, you know, together....'' Le paused, the only thing assuring him that the call hadn't died was her breathing through the phone.

''Does Sirius know?''

''Yeah. Loops figured it out and told him but yeah; he's fine with it.''

''They're the only other people that know?''

''Apart from you now, yeah.''

''You're really testing my promise not to say anything here, Knutty, Lex owes me a twenty.''

''Huh?''

''When we came up to the rink a few weeks ago, I said that y'all were defo fucking at least.''

''And Alex didn't believe you?''

''Oh, babe, we all knew y'all had something going on - you were eye-fucking each other the whole time for God's sake. I just bet him that you'd be the first to say something and he thought it'd be Finn accidentally mentioning it when he was telling a story.'' Nat cackled down the phone at Leo's stunned silence.

''Okay now that that little 'surprise' is out the way, what do you have dom-guilt about, sweetie?'' she asked after she'd calmed down.

Letting out a small sigh, Le readressed the weight on his chest.

''Talk to me, hun.''

''Yesterday, we did our first scene with Reg and the scene itself went great, it- it was really, really good. Then, we all cuddled for a bit while we came down and Reg fell asleep. So, Harzy went and showered Tremz and I tucked Regie in and went to make him some tea, thinking he'd be asleep for another few minutes at least. Except when I came back up, he was stood in the hall and- fuck Nat you should've seen his face, he looked at me and he was crying and was asking me why I left him alone and-I just-I should've known better. He trusted me with something that was really unchartered territory for him and I fucking left him thinking I'd just fucked off and that I didn't care and-as his dom that's just unacceptable and- as his boyfriend that's unacceptable I mean-" he cut himself off panting and stressed - he distantly heard Nat shuffling from the other side of the phone.

''Leo, honey, I need you to calm down and breathe for me.''

His phone screen lit up in the corner of his eye, the pop-up letting him accept Nat's request to turn their call into a facetime. Her worried face swam into view, showing her sat bolt-upright in bed, hair falling messily over her shoulders.

''Leo,'' her voice had an edge to it that his ears zoned in on, giving his brain another focus, ''breathe.''

It took her a few minutes but eventually, Nat got him to the point where his lungs could expand without restriction.

''You ready to carry on, hun?''

Leo nodded distantly, ''where'd I get to?'' he asked himself. He took a breath and continued, ''he was alright after a few minutes - apart from being vexed to shit that I called him 'Reg','' he chuckled wetly at the memory. ''But I just- I should've known not to leave him like that.''

''Wait was he dropped?''

''Kind of. I mean he was hazy and cloudy while I was punishing Lo but I don't think he was fully dropped.''

''Hasn't he told you if he was?''

''Well, Reg is 'inexperienced' so-''

''How inexperienced is inexperienced?'' Nat's voice already had a chastising edge to it, warning Leo of his incoming verbal ass-whooping.

''Like... first kiss inexperienced.''

''Leo.''

''I know! But I asked him before his punishment and Lo's if he was okay with it and he knew he could back out if he wanted. He totally understood the traffic light safeword system, he wanted it.''

''God, Le, I fucking know that bit, that wasn't the bit I was worried about, you wouldn't have touched him unless he'd given you express permission to. I'm asking you if he knows what subspace is.''

''No, I don't think so.''

''Christ, Knutty.''

''I know, it was stupid," he ran a hand over his face, pinching the bridge of his nose.

''Okay, what you're gonna do is all of you explain subspace and all the ins and outs and let him ask whatever questions he wants until you're blue in the bloody face answering 'em. Then, you're going to talk about everything you guys do and the rules and figure out what he's okay with and what he isn't. And somewhere in that 'to-do list' you are going to stop beating yourself up for a mistake and stop running through all of the worse things that could've happened. Regulus is fine, take the small miracle, Leo. You treat your boys so good and they love you so much. Don't beat yourself up for it, okay?''

Her voice had gradually gotten softer throughout her speech to a gentle, reassuring whisper at the end. Nat's unending gentle kindness turned Leo's guilt into tears - he let them flow freely, he always could with her.

''Don't let it make you not trust yourself as a dom. If you don't, you can't expect the boys to. Most importantly, you have no reason to - you're such a good dom, Leo.''

Back in the kitchen, the boys had been chatting idly about training and whatever else randomly came to mind, conversation lulling in and out. All three of them heard Leo crying at the same time, tensing and sitting/standing up straighter. Naturally, Reg looked between Logan and Finn anxiously.

''Can we go in?'' he asked, eyes wide and worried.

''I'll go and ask, baby, stay here with Lo for a second.''

Le was crying softly, sobbing less now but still wiping his eyes with his shirt. He glanced over the back of the sofa when he heard Finn perch on the back of it.

''Hey, Nat,'' Finn smiled at the image of her dishevelled on the screen.

''Sup, baby red.''

''Baby, Reg and Lo wanna come in and be with you, me too. Is that okay? If not, it's fine, we understand, love.''

''I was going to ask if you'll sit with me after I'd calmed down anyways,'' Le smiled up at him.

Harzy stroked a thumb over his cheekbone, gently holding his chin angled up at him as he leaned down to brush soft kisses against his lips.

''You okay?''

''Nat's worked her magic, I'm better now.''

''Good, hate to see you sad, my love.'' Finn mumbled, looking down lovingly at where Leo was curled up on the sofa.

''Mmm, love you.''

''I love you too, sweetheart.'' He raised his voice slightly, turning towards the direction of the kitchen, ''Angel, princess, c'mon.''

''Y'all are so cute it's sickening,'' came Nat's voice echoing through the phone.

''Oh, you're one to talk,'' Finn rebutted with a knowing look.

Lo came into the room first, kissing Leo before saying hi to Nat with a large grin. Reg followed almost sheepishly - he leaned to kiss Le but stopped when he saw it was in the eyeline of Nat on the phone.

''She knows, princess.''

He flushed dark red at the use of the nickname so openly but continued and placed a stabilising hand on Leo's neck and kissed him deeply.

''Hi, Natalie,'' he knew the team were fine with him but his reputation as the Snake sometimes overrode the fact he was now a Lion with some people. The worry hadn't gone away the first time he'd met Nat and Alex - almost anyone who wasn't actually part of the team still held the risk of hating him in Regie's self-deprecating mind.

''Please, 'Nat', Reg. I'm not going to judge your past or your family, especially not if you're one of the Cubs. They're known to be quite a picky club,'' she teased lightheartedly.

Le chuckled at the look of surprise on Reg's face, ''she's like Lo with her casual psychoanalysis.'' Regulus chuckled in response, relaxing ten-fold at the general light tone of Nat. Logan slid behind Leo, wrapping his arms around his torso and tucking his chin over his shoulder as Finn plopped Leo's legs into his lap; holding an arm out to Reg, pulling him into his side, keeping his arm wrapped tightly around his torso.

''Have I given you the advice you needed, Knutty?'' Nat questioned after everyone had gotten comfortable.

''What do I do if-'' he paused, looking at Regie for a second before continuing, ''what if he doesn't wanna be in subspace?''

''Then you don't do anything BDSM. Like at all. Has he dropped anytime before the punishment?''

''No, not that I've seen anyway,'' Finn and Lo shook their heads in agreement, Leo holding the phone outwards, facing the sofa so she could see them all.

''What's subspace?'' Reg asked.

''They're gonna explain everything to you later, hun, don't worry. But for the sake of being able to follow the conversation, remember that fuzziness you had in your head yesterday? That's subspace, well, mildly.''

Reg nodded, confused but being able to kind of piece together what they were saying now.

"Generally because he's a sub, he might drop randomly, which you can't prevent and he can't control, but don't worry about that yet, we can cover that when and if that's an issue at all." Nat reassured.

"Not to be self-centred and assume, but I'm guessing that 'he' is me and, you know, I liked it. The fuzziness wasn't a bad kind of cloudy, it was nice, especially when I was just cuddling with Harz." Reg was slightly shocked with himself at how quickly the admission slipped out in front of someone he'd only met once but Nat had that kind of aura that Minnie had; you just trusted them inherently.

"See. Not a problem you have to face now."

"Um." Reg lowered his voice to a whisper, "I have a question, can I ask or is this like a Leo and Nat only thing?"

Finn chuckled slightly at Reg's tiptoeing, finding it endearing, "Nat, Regie's got a question."

"Shoot, love."

"What's the difference between like being in subspace and just being a sub? From what I've seen they're kind of similar things."

"Woah from what you've seen where?" Lo chirped from behind Leo.

"I read." Reg mumbled, leaning out of camera shot, flushing at the dropped jaws of the boys. "What? I just wanted to check if it was what I thought it was, I've only ever heard it described as being fuzzy which is why I asked," he rambled embarrassedly.

Nat, bless her, pretended like she hadn't heard any of this, fighting to keep the endearing smile from her face. Reg could've kissed the phone when she decided to save him, answering his question.

"Being a sub is more of just you submitting to a dom and that relationship. Being in subspace is sort of the 'mental repercussions' of that if you like. So yes, you're submissive in both because it's your nature, you can't really make the express decision of 'oh I'm going to be a dom today', it's grained subtly into who you are. Subspace is your brain submitting totally to your dom, they almost have more control over your brain than you do, which is why it's such a big thing to trust your dom."

"Don't have to worry about that one."

Reg, while he intently thanked Nat, didn't notice the way Leo's eyes watered at how easily the statement slipped out with such conviction. Lo, however, did, placing a kiss below his ear and tucking his chin further into his neck, pulling him closer by his torso.

"You alright, Knutty?" Nat checked, seeing everything.

Leo sniffed, trying to regain his composure, "yeah, I'm so great," he laughed out wetly.

"I'll leave you guys to talk if there's no more questions. I'm so happy for you all, you look so fucking happy and in love." She smiled at the shy smiles that spread across all the boys' faces, "and Le, tell him what you were upset about, being a dom also means being vulnerable, don't forget that, love. He's your boyfriend first and foremost, being dom and sub is just part of that relationship; not the other way around - you don't have to be put together all the time, you might think it keeps your dom and sub relationship intact (which it doesn't) but your love and your friendship will take the brunt of it. Remember that."

Leo nodded, glancing at Reg once more as they all profusely thanked Nat and said goodbye - Finn telling her to say that 'Mom and dad's favourite said hi', causing everyone to chuckle.

When Nat blipped off the screen, a silence settled over the four boys.

"This was all about what happened yesterday?" Reg began slightly awkwardly, clearing his throat as he trailed off at the end.

Taking a deep breath, Leo began, "Yeah. I- I shouldn't have left you in bed alone after you fell asleep in subspace, even if it was only mildly. You trusted me with that and you got hurt for it. I'm so sorry, love."

Reg blinked at him for a moment,"so the only reason you were up last night was because you felt guilty about that?"

At Leo's nod, he continued, "baby, you apologised for that when it happened and I forgave you. If I'd known that you were beating yourself up about it," he trailed off for a moment. "Why didn't you just talk to me?"

"I was making myself walk on eggshells, I was so scared to hurt you again, I didn't know if you were still under or not and I just," he took another breath, "I don't want to ruin things with you."

Reg reached a hand to Leo's legs, still slung on Finn's lap, squeezing his ankle. "It's going to take a lot more than that to ruin us, Knutty. You three are everything to me, you just need to talk to me about stuff like this so we can move past it instead of having repeats of last night. I know I'm not really knowledgeable about all this but I know how important being honest and open is. Do that with me? Please?"

Le nodded, Reg's heart squeezing at the blue eyes clouded with tears.

"I will, baby, promise."

Logan leaned to the side of Leo, reaching around to lightly dab at his eyes with the sleeves of his - Leo's - jersey, making Le laugh softly when he gently bumped his nose with one of his knuckles. He intertwined their hands, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it before leaning back into his chest, smiling at the way Logan's arms wrapped across his chest as his legs wrapped around his waist from behind him.

"Alright, Nat said we had to talk about how we roll with our BDSM stuff so what do you wanna start with?" Logan stated, taking charge lightheartedly.

"Is there a general background option to get going?" Reg asked, mind already brimming with questions that he didn't know quite exactly how to ask.

"Good plan. Well, some people have it as like a full-time thing, we don't. If we're in the mood for a scene or one of us needs a scene, we'll do one. It's not often to be fair that we do a full-blown thing like yesterday. Most of the time it's subtle dom and sub stuff - like, I don't know, Le saying I have to ask before I cum and obviously the names slip out most of the time. But, apart from little things, that's all it is." Lo thought for a second if he could explain it any better, "I mean, is it really convenient to do a scene if we're fucking at the rink, no. Are we still gonna fuck at the rink, duh. We're boyfriends before we're any of that - if, for example, Fish turned around one day saying he didn't wanna do any stuff like that anymore; would it be a massive massive change? No. He'd still be a top, we'd still fuck like rabbits, and we'd still fuck at the rink." The chuckles from the boys made Lo glad he'd managed to mix explaining a serious topic with humour to make it hit less hard when there were so many emotions flying around. "It's not the be all and end all, we're so much more than just that part of our relationship. The only reason it needs to be talked about in such depth despite it not being a big thing is because of how delicate it makes us - not just you and me, Regie, but the boys too. Look at how scared peanut was at what, in the grand scheme of things, isn't a big thing." He leaned forward over Leo's shoulder slightly, turning his head towards him,"I'm not trying to discredit how upset you were or anything, baby, or how important it is, just to be clear."

"No, I know what you're saying, darlin', don't worry, you're doing good." Le reassured him with another kiss to his hand.

Grateful for the comfort, he placed a soft kiss to the side of his neck before continuing, "this doesn't have to be a big scary conversation. I struggled with this concept before we got together but, serious doesn't have to mean it's stressful or frightening. Ask whatever questions you have and we'll do the same. And it's the best type of conversation because we can cuddle and do it - my favourite type of multitasking."

Logan succeeded in both lightening the mood and wiping the anxious look off Regie's face, beyond grateful for the smiles he pulled out of everyone.

"We are absolutely circling back to the whole fucking at the rink thing later but what'd you mean by one of you 'needing' a scene?"

Leo took this question, relating to the situation more than anyone, "BDSM a lot of the time, is a mental thing. Like, obviously it's a physical thing but it's got some crazy mental impacts too. If my anxiety spirals out of control (which is happening less now, thankfully) it's mostly because of feeling like I don't have any control over my life. On days like that, we usually do a scene because slipping into that heavily dom headspace helps with that. For me, it's not as simple as 'I feel like I can't control my life so I want to dom someone to control them'- it's more that I can take care of them, they're my rocks you know, so knowing that they're okay and happy makes my shit seem more manageable because I know they'll be there to catch me. I don't know if that makes any sense whatsoever but, yeah, sometimes you want to do a scene and other times someone needs it."

Finn piped up for the first time in the conversation.

"From someone who's both, that's the main reason I dom - to take care of Lo when he's feeling subby, and you, now. When I sub to Le, even though I never go as deep as you and Lo might, it's still a chance to just be taken care of and not have to worry. That's why I enjoy domming, I like being able to do that for you and give you the option."

As he finished, he glanced down when he felt someone's stare on his face. Reg was smiling up at him, eyes wide and soft. In response, Finn raised an eyebrow, mouth quirking up into a questioning smile.

Reg shook his head lightly, "you just love each other so much." He spoke in a whisper, almost as if it were a secret.

All three boys watched Finn physically stop himself from reminding Regie, that, for him, he loved Reg too and that the others were falling, quickly. The action acted as a wordless reminder anyway, Reg looking down at his hands, blush lightly scattering across his cheeks.

"And here I thought it was just chains and whips," Reg joked lightly, trying to steer the conversation back on topic.

"Well, it can be but that's not how we like it." Lo agreed with a chuckle.

Looking back up and towards Lo, Reg saw Leo's questioning raised eyebrow. It caused him to answer quickly, more than happy to strike that discussion off the agenda.

"God no, the closest I ever want to be to you guys and chains is if Lo decides to dress up as Marley's ghost again for Halloween."

"That was a fucking awesome costume," Lo stated factually (and proudly).

Through his laughs, Finn replied, "okay, thank god we've got that one crossed off the list."

After he'd finished laughing with the others, Reg dragged the conversation back on track - "Back to the topic of discussion, what happens if I go properly into subspace not just like 'surface level'?"

"You get treated like a princess, princess," Lo smirked from his resting place on Le's shoulder. "First off, orgasms," he paused for dramatic effect, "insane, it's like you're riding the high for ages. You'll only remember bits and pieces, kind of like being on a cloud most of the time. Because we have such amazing boyfriends, you get the same wonderful aftercare and cuddles and tea and all of that whether or not it was a scene that sent you into subspace or a quickie before bed that doesn't. Still, it just sets you on a different plane of existence, baby, don't gotta think about nothing, worry about nothing, just being taken care of by multiple gorgeous men."

"Remind me why it was a question of whether I'd want this or not again," Reg joked. "Does it change anything for you two if we're in subspace?"

"Definitely."

"100 fucking percent."

Leo and Finn answered simultaneously, smiling to each other as they made eye contact - Leo nodding to Harzy, telling him to go first.

"It's a different level of trust that you put in us so it's like we're doms on overdrive, you know. Whenever Lo is in subspace it's like my whole world narrows down to just him so while you don't have to think about anything outside of being looked after, we don't have to think about anything outside of looking after you." Leo had been continuously nodding throughout Finn's explanation."And I guess there's an added bonus for me because you lose all your blockers so, Lo at least for definite, gets so responsive if you even breathe near him - it's fucking unreal.

As you probably noticed yesterday though, love, logic seems to kind of go out the window when you're slipping which means that your emotions are sort of on amplifiers. Like when you woke up with no one there, if you weren't subby, you'd probably just get up and walk around to find us without much of a second thought. But, because you were slightly dropped, it made you really emotional."

"Yeah, rational emotions don't really exist for me in subspace, the slightest thing can set my brain off for some reason." Lo agreed seriously.

Reg huffed out a laugh, "that tracks, I remember being very," he paused for the right word, "disgruntled at the fact you were shampooing Lo's hair and not me."

Finn dropped a kiss to the crown of his head, whispering a small, "sorry, honey," into his hair.

"Non, non, if it's something I'm genuinely upset about I'll tell you when I'm not fuzzy anymore, if not, don't get upset or anxious about it." Reg's voice dropped to a low mumble as he pressed a kiss to Finn's bicep where it was wrapped around his shoulders, "don't want you guys to feel like that because of me when there's no need to." His eyes locked with Leo's, silently reminding him that he shouldn't feel guilty as he'd shifted slightly when Finn brought it up in his explanation - he was happy to accept the genuine, soft smile in return.

"Anymore questions or anything, sweetheart?" Finn questioned.

The shake of his head made him continue, "okay then, slight deviation off topic but um- if everyone's okay with it - and if you aren't that's totally fine, I wanna tell Lex about us."

Finn shifted his shoulders nervously, arm moving restlessly where it was draped around Regie.

Almost immediately, Reg was nodding - he understood how nice it was to have your family know about people that mean so much to you.

"I'm more than fine with that."

"Absolutely."

"Nat will love us."

At the confused glances from Leo's statement, he briefly explained the context, chuckling at Finn's slightly mortified look at the fact his brother caught him lusting over his boyfriends.

"Don't be embarrassed, fishcake, how many times have you clocked him doing the same to Nat and Bliz?" Leo made an excellent point, soothing Finn's aggressively red blush currently spreading up his neck.

"Same question for my sisters?" Lo added, already having wanted to call them to tell them all about Reg and how happy they were with him.

"Yup."

"Of course, darlin'."

"Same answer, Lolo." ("so fucking cute still," Finn mumbled behind a smile.)

Lo let out a burst of happy giggles, wanting to immediately call a family meeting via phone call, when Leo opened his mouth to speak.

"I know it's not the same as siblings but, can I tell my mom too? She's just the person I care about the most outside of you guys and-I dunno, I wanna share that with her."

Leo looked stricken at the sudden wateriness of Reg's eyes, "Regie, baby, don't worry if that's too much, I didn't mean to upset you, love."

"Mon dieu, non, non, they're happy tears, désole. Of course you can, baby. I sometimes forget how great your parents are and- fuck - I'm so glad you have them supporting you."

With a soft and tender kiss to his temple, Finn whispered into Reg's skin, "I'm so sorry you don't have that, baby, you deserve so much better - you and Cap."

Brushing away tears, Reg shook his head, "non, Siri and I got more than repaid for the love we didn't get with you three and loops - the whole fucking team to be fair. Don't be sorry for us when we're so lucky, baby."

After a few seconds of silence as his words sunk in, Lo decided to just go for it.

"Fuck it, tell me if I'm moving way too fast but shall we just tell people whenever we want. Is there anyone that people don't want to tell?"

The four looked at each other, shaking their heads, not being able to think of a single person on the team or in their close lives that they don't want to not share their happiness with. The thought of being able to openly show their relationship made Reg downright giddy, grinning widely at the thought of the simple things like being able to kiss them in the locker room after a game and cuddling up with them at dinners and parties. They all shared the sentiment, laughing together at the thought, all cuddling a bit closer together, just resting in each other's space for a while as the reality of it sunk in.

They rested in near silence for a while, Reg and Leo dozing lightly after their interrupted night's sleep. It was clearly later in the morning when they were dragged out of their sleep by the sound of a plastic cup scattering across the floor; almost immediately followed by mutters - "babe." "It slipped, what was I meant to do? Dive to catch it?" "Yes!".

Dazedly looking towards the door of the kitchen, Le and Reg made eye contact, laughing when Leo's eyes rolled in a look of endearing exasperation. Reaching out a hand to Leo when he stood, Reg dragged him to the kitchen in the name of saving them all from a burned down house in a matter of minutes.

They hovered by the door, watching Finn fry eggs in a pan - he was staring at them like they were going to attack while Lo read out what they were supposed to look like when they were done.

"Do I flip 'em?" Finn questioned, lightly jabbing the white of one with the flipper.

"It's not a fucking pancake, fish," Lo cackled back, scrolling intensely on his phone.

"I don't know, I feel like I'm just asking them to burn by just leaving them there."

"Well, while you're at it can you ask them to wait a sec and give me a chance to get to the actual relevant part of this war and peace article on damn eggs before they burn."

"Or we could turn down the heat before the oil starts spitting and burns everyone," Leo finally stepped in, nudging the knob down so the loud sizzling quietened slightly. Slipping the actually well-cooked eggs onto a plate, he turned to Finn, kissing his shoulder, praising him for not burning the house down. Reg silently slipped behind Logan, wrapping his arms around his waist and tucking his chin on his shoulder, greeting him with a kiss behind the ear.

"So sarcastic, angel," he whispered into it teasingly.

"I'm telling you, it's a Canadian thing," Finn mumbled into the skin of Leo's back as he mirrored Reg's position.

"Hey, fellow Canadian here," Reg clapped back with a mock-offended tone.

"I'm not saying there's a reason that the two Canadians here are bratty bottoms but.... that's exactly what I'm saying," Le mock-whispered, tilting his head to the side towards Finn's; smiling widely at the answering uncontrolled giggle that Finn tried muffling into Leo's shoulder.

"We are not bratty, we just.... know what we want." Logan protested with his chin tilted upwards defiantly.

The simultaneous answering non-committal hums, caused Lo's smirk to drop into an offended gape and Regie's face to have an expressive pout.

 

"And here I was about to make good on a certain ice-cream-induced I.O.U. that I'd promised," Reg teased, tossing a fake look of doe-eyed innocence over Logan's shoulder as Leo's eyes darted away from the next batch of eggs towards him briefly.

"Don't be a tease, Regie," Leo spoke in a low voice, continuing to prod at the eggs without a second glance.

"Then, don't be mean, Knutty."

His attention was drawn away from the side of Leo's mouth quirking up at his flirting by Lo whispering breathily into his ear.

"You know, there's nothing stopping you from changing who your I.O.U is for."

Lo raked his nails softly over the backs of Regie's hands, arms still wrapped low around his waist as he ground his hips back in gentle rocking motions.

"Yeah? You want my mouth, angel?" Reg mumbled in a sultry voice, hand moving slightly to skim his palm over the bulge in Logan's sweats. Lo didn't reply, his head dropping back to rest on Reg's shoulder instead as he released a held breath harshly when the gentle hand squeezed the length of his cock.

"Don't be rude, Tremzy, baby, I asked you a question."

"Merde, oui s'il vu plait, want your pretty lips on me," Lo whined, canting his hips up into his solid palm, leaning his shoulders back into Reg's chest for leverage.

"You drive me crazy, Lolo. J'ai rêvé d'étirer ma bouche autour de toi - so fucking thick I can feel it even through your clothes." With a final squeeze through his sweats, Reg spun Lo to face him by his waist, pulling him in using the grip on his hips until he captured his lips in a desperate kiss - all teeth and spit. Walking them both towards the counter until the small of Lo's back gently bumped against it, Reg gripped Logan's wrists when they held onto the edge of the countertop. "Hold onto my hair instead, want your hands on me, Tremblay," he said into his mouth before he sank to his knees.

He let out a gasp, feeling himself throb when Lo's cock slapped up to his jersey as he shimmied his sweats over his slim waist.

"Such a pretty cock," Reg mumbled, stroking a thumb across the thick vein running up the underside. A bead of precum slid down the tip, making Reg let out a happy hum, leaning in to barely press his tongue against the drop, just enough to pick it up on his tongue but not enough to do anything more than tease Logan.

"Angel, please," Lo whined, high and needy, too tense to care much about embarrassment.

Reg's teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he peered up at Lo's desperate face through his lashes.

"Look at you," he breathed, the sensation making Lo's cock throb without a touch, "I barely even touched you - rubbed you over your sweats and fucking looked at you and you're- baby, you're throbbing for me." He pressed a soft, open-mouthed kiss to the underside of his shaft, smiling at seeing Lo physically have to stop himself from bucking into the touch.

"All for you, lovely. Merde, please touch me."

He reached up his hands from where they'd teasingly lay on his thighs, purposefully, visibly away from Logan's cock, and wrapped it around the base of his cock, squeezing lightly. Logan's hips stuttered as his eyes fluttered shut at finally being touched. Brushing light, open kisses from his hand upwards, his lips pressed a slightly firmer kiss to the spongy tip, lightly flicking the tip of his tongue to it, tasting the precum there.

Rising slightly on his knees, he took the whole of his tip between his lips, slipping it into his mouth, groaning softly at the weight of it resting and throbbing on his tongue. He revelled in the whimper he pulled from Logan's throat as he hollowed his cheeks, pulling him further into the wet heat of his mouth, stroking the underside with his tongue in wet, firm strokes.

Logan's hands tightened in his hair, tugging at his roots with shaking fingers as he slumped further into the counter behind him, legs growing weak as Reg took him deeper.

"Don't w- ah fuck, baby- don't worry if you can't take it all, if-merde 's so good- if it's too thick. It's good like this, fuck, could cum like this, angel."

In reply, Regie slipped further down until the tip brushed the back of his throat, Lo's knees almost buckling, making him have to struggle to catch himself. So caught up in the bob of Reg's head as his tongue caressed him so nicely, Lo didn't notice Finn's presence until he was already sat on the counter behind him, pulling him back between his legs.

Gripping his hips in his large hands, Finn leaned down to whisper softly in Logan's ear, "relax, baby, I'll keep you up, just feel his slutty little mouth on you."

It was visible when the words sunk into Logan's mind, relaxing his tensed legs, leaning back into Finn's solid chest, gripping Reg's hair tighter. When Reg took him further into his mouth so the tip entered his throat, he relished in the way his whole body shuddered. Experimentally, Reg swallowed around the tip while it was nestled in his throat - Logan almost keened, back arching, head flying back to rest on Finn's shoulder, hips jerking to thrust shallowly into his mouth.

"Shit, sorry, 'm so sorry, didn't mean to, you just feel-" Logan cut himself off with a poorly restrained guttural moan as Reg sank further down, tears beginning to pool in his eyes.

His attention was drawn up Logan's body by Finn's low voice.

"C'mon, sweetheart, look at his gorgeous face. He looks stunning stretched around your thick cock, my love." Finn's hand tangled in the back of Logan's hair, tilting his head down from his shoulder to look at Regie. Regulus widened his eyes to be able to see Lo's face through his built up tears - the effect making Lo groan as he stared up at him. Finn pressed an open-mouthed kiss to Logan's temple, he nestled his nose into Lo's hair above his ear, lips resting against the shell of it. "So pretty on his knees for you. And- oh look, baby," he pitched his voice slightly higher, adding a teasing lilt to it, glancing down at the boy on his knees as the tears along Reg's waterline escaped and began running down his cheeks. "You're so big you're making him cry, so deep in his throat he can't help but choke on you. Doesn't he look good, lovely? Doesn't he look so fucking pretty?"

"Mhm," Lo whimpered, nodding his head as vigorously as he could within Finn's non-too-gentle grip on the back of his hair, "so fucking beautiful. So pretty when he-" Logan cut himself off.

A harsh tug on his hair showed Finn's displeasure for his restraint.

"Tell him, baby. Regie won't judge you, will you, pretty?"

Reg's negative hum made Logan tremble as well as making him choke, forcing him to swallow, simultaneously making him take his cock further into his throat - his lips now brushing against the hand still wrapped around the base. Intrigued at what Lo was keeping from him, he tapped Lo's thigh, prompting him to answer.

"You look so pretty when," Logan whimpered, "when you cry for me."

Hot.

He felt his own cock throb between his legs, drooling into his sweats. He wanted Logan's cum, he needed it to fill his mouth, to taste him. Forcing himself down further, he trembled at the feeling of Logan stretching his throat open, writhing ever so slightly on the floor. The stretch made him choke, consequently causing his eyes to brim with more tears. And if he purposefully blinked up at Logan to make him watch as they rolled down his cheeks then it was obviously a good move, judging from the steady throbbing in his throat.

"Oh, I think he wants you to fill him up," an answering slight nod from Reg made Finn continue, "yeah, you see that, angel, he wants it so bad. He's worked so hard for it hasn't he, love?" Finn dragged his tongue across the shell of Logan's ear, drawing back in to breathe against the sensitive skin, sending shivers down Logan's spine.

As Logan's moans got louder and higher, Finn had to re-tighten his grip on his hips, Lo's legs having given up, turning to jelly.

"C'mon, my darling, give him what he's earned, he's gagging for it."

Logan had no control over himself anymore, with the sight of Reg and his mouth overwhelming his senses, he thrust his hips deeper into the throat swallowing desperately around his cock. The obscene stretch of Reg's deep pink lips around him brought him closer to the edge, teetering just shy of it.

"Cum in our pretty boy," Leo ordered, the first time he'd spoken since chastising Reg's teasing, heel of his palm moving firmly, repeatedly over the bulge in his sweats.

A small fact that Reg hadn't previously known about Logan was that his affinity for downright drooling precum also meant he came much, much more than was what Reg knew to be usual. He filled his mouth loudly, rolling his hips as his body sank back boneless into Finn who stroked his hips through it soothingly.

Reg finally stopped gently massaging Logan's cock with his tongue when his hips began to jerk away from his touch. He pulled off, swirling the cum he'd collected in his mouth around with his tongue before swallowing, maintaining eye contact with Lo the whole time.

Logan huffed out a laugh, almost manically, "fucking hell, Regie. That was..."

Smirking, he placed a kiss to his thigh before standing, groaning at the ache in his knees. He laughed loudly when Finn loosened his hold on Logan just for the latter to almost sink to the floor - instead of letting him try standing again, Finn opted to lift him up and onto the countertop to give him time to regain feeling in his legs.

Graciously, Leo handed him a cold glass of water, taking note of the wrecked sound of his laugh and the wince when Reg experimentally swallowed. He downed the whole glass, leaning against Leo's side; his knees not agreeing with long-lasting standing just yet. Placing the glass down, he tilted his head up towards where Leo was towering over him, puckering his lips comically for a kiss. With an eye roll, Leo complied, kissing him softly in return.

"Enjoy that, princess?"

"Mhm. " Reg bit his lip, "Lolo tastes so good. I would ask if you enjoyed the show but.." He slid a hand down Leo's torso over the pronounced bulge in his sweats, squeezing him through the fabric. Reg adored the way Le's eyes fluttered shut as his hips rolled into his touch.

Moving to slide his hand inside the waistband of his sweatpants, he turned a pout up towards Leo's face when he gripped Reg's wrist to stop him.

"Your knees hurt, your throat's a wreck and it's after noon and you still haven't eaten anything," he said in explanation with a no-arguments look.

"But I want to, baby, please," Reg protested, confused as to why he wasn't letting him when he clearly wanted it and Reg was telling him he was fine.

Just as Leo was about to protest with a raised eyebrow, Logan jumped in to save the back and forth debate.

"How about a handjob? You get to cum for him, Regie gets to please you and it won't hurt his knees or his throat."

Reg saw when Leo mentally agreed that it was a good idea, immediately leaning in to kiss his neck with a smirk. He took pleasure in Leo's confused face when he pulled away just as Le went to grip his hips.

With a cheeky glance over his shoulder, he walked away from Leo and towards where Finn was now standing between Logan's legs, watching the two with a pleased smile. Finn quirked an eyebrow at Reg when he leaned in to kiss him, running teasing fingers across Finn's torso. As with Leo, when Finn tried pulling him closer by his waist, he simply slipped his fingertips in the waistband of his shorts and pulled away. He walked backwards with a smile, tugging Finn along with him by his waistband, causing a matching cheeky smirk to appear on his face.

"Well I do have two hands, it'd be a shame to leave such pretty cocks so hard and aching."

"You're fucking sinful, angel," Logan giggled from his seat on the counter, taking pleasure in the horny looks on both their faces. He gasped as he came up with a great idea, interrupting Reg before he could slip his hand past their waistbands.

"Baby, before you start, I've got an idea I wanna run past you." Logan carefully got down off the side, walking behind Reg and leaning in to whisper at his ear.

Finn and Leo shared equally intrigued looks as Reg's eyes visibly darkened at Logan's words. He turned his head slightly in Logan's direction, nodding as a flush spread across his cheeks, capturing Lo's lips in a teasing kiss.

Logan sped off out the kitchen with a cheeky grin. Reg didn't give the two confused boys time to ask questions before he slicked up his hands with spit and wrapped a delicate hand around both cocks. He jerked them both slowly, teasingly, trying to hide his smirk by leaning in to place wet kisses to Finn's shoulder, grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin.

He drew back when he felt Leo's arm wrap around Finn's back to rake his nails against his waist, making Finn's head drop back at the sensation. When Le leaned forward to kiss Reg, he was allowed only a soft brush of tongues before he leaned back with a request.

"Can you kiss each other please?" Reg asked, blushing almost comically considering his hands were still causing gorgeous friction against both cocks as he made his request.

"Mm you like watching us kiss, baby?" Finn battled to keep the cocky smirk off his face, failing dramatically.

Leo's hand rested on Finn's cheek, turning his head towards him to kiss him. They put on quite a show, making sure to exaggerate the way their tongues ran across each other's lips and tangling them together dirtily.

"Dieu, you're both so sexy," Reg mumbled, brushing his lips against Leo's ear, loving the way it made him twitch in his hand. The light padding of feet signalled Logan's return, Reg peering over at the doorway to shoot him a smile.

Logan shook the phone (Finn's phone) with a returned grin, tapping the screen a few times. Walking over to Reg, he tugged on the hem of his jersey, drawing groans out the two men when he drew his hands up and off their cocks to let Logan tug his shirt off.

"C'mon, same for you two, shirts off," Logan ordered.

With confused faces, they complied quickly, eager to get Reg's hands back on them. Leo shot a questioning look at the phone in Lo's hand.

"Figured we'd commemorate my first facial with a few photos."

"Be nice to have some pretty pictures of Regie being a little slut for whenever we aren't together, don't you think, loves?" Logan placed soft kisses along the back of Reg's neck, making his hands squeeze their cocks slightly tighter, drawing matching groans from their mouths.

"You're a goddamn genius, angel," Leo grunted, hips thrusting up into Reg's fist at the thought.

"Facial, huh?" Finn aimed for another cheeky grin but failed at the low groan he let out as his thumb ran across the slit of his cock.

"I figured Le wouldn't let me get my mouth on you both so being covered in your cum seemed like the next best thing to being filled with it."

"God, you paint one hell of a picture there, princess," Finn groaned as he bucked his hips in response.

Reg leaned forwards to whisper against his lips, "don't worry, you'll get your pretty picture soon, sir."

He'd purposefully loosened his grip when he'd used the name, knowing it would make him want to fuck into his hand - he felt like being a bit of a tease today if it wasn't already obvious; painfully obvious actually.

"Fucking christ, Regie. Please put your hand back on me, baby," Finn begged with wide eyes, hips grinding forwards into nothing.

"Okay, okay, but I want a kiss first."

Surging forward, Finn captured Reg's lips in a wet kiss full of tongue that made his toes curl against the tile. The kiss was almost unintentionally broken by Reg as an uncontrollable smile spread across his face at Logan's suggestion. After placing soft, biting kisses against Leo's bottom lip, Logan whispered against his lips (much like how Reg did to Finn).

"How about you join them, Knutty, lemme get some pictures of the three of you?"

That's how Reg ended up standing in the Cubs' kitchen, one hand wrapped around both their cocks, sharing a three-way kiss that made his legs tremble while Logan Tremblay shifted and posed them for sinful, erotic pictures. The sensation of one tongue teasing his own was always enough to make him horny, but the sensation of two tongues flicking against each other from opposite sides of his own made him fucking leak.

"Why the fuck are we hiding your gorgeous cocks when we're taking photos? We've never done that before." Lo questioned, genuinely aggrieved. With giggles all around, Finn and Le went to shuck out of their trousers before a sharp exclamation from Lo had them freezing. Leo pulled away from their kiss, however reluctantly, to look down at Logan in surprise when he knelt in front of him. His silent question was answered, sending a rush of lust through him when Logan snapped a photo of the bulge of Leo's cock and Reg's hand through his grey sweats. The focus was on the dark grey damp spot caused by Logan and Reg's erotic performance as Leo had neglected to wear anything under his sweats last night.

"Mm I forgot how much of a slut you were for grey sweats," Leo hummed, gripping Lo's face and pulling him into his side to kiss him messily.

During the kiss, Lo slipped said sweats to the floor, helping Le balance as he stepped out of them, Finn mirroring his movements. The better grip that Reg could get now made the kitchen a cacophony of groans and grunts as he tugged both boys closer to their orgasms. Logan slipped behind Regie once again, standing on his tip-toes to photograph their hard cocks leaking over his delicate hands.

With kisses and bites to the back of his neck that made Reg shake as he moaned, Lo whispered in his ear once again.

"Based on how loud they're getting, I'd get on my knees soon if I were you, baby."

Nodding feverishly, he sank to his knees without a second thought, yelping when his knees hit the tile, making Leo and Finn shoot up from when they were slumped against the counter.

"Princess. Up, now," Leo said, suddenly seeming miles away from the brink of the orgasm he was just teetering on.

"Lolo, can you go get me a pillow from the sofa, please?"

"'Course, baby."

"Baby-" Leo began.

"I know what I can handle, baby, I'll be fine."

Reluctantly, Leo conceded, leaning back against the counter as Logan came back into the room.

"Thank you, angel." Reg shifted his weight on the pillow, testing to see how much it hurt his knees, continuing his strokes when it was much more comfortable than the tile.

Logan crouched beside him, pressing light kisses to his shoulders and neck as he ran his hands appreciatively over the sculpted muscles of his back. A warning hand tangled in Reg's hair when he leaned forward to press a light kiss against Finn's cock. The freckled, pale skin told him it was from Finn.

"Just kisses." Reg reassured them both as Leo's hips stopped their rhythmic thrusts into his fist.

"If our cocks go any further than your lips, I'll spank you raw, you understand me?" Leo said in his no-nonsense tone he sometimes got when he was being deathly serious.

Reg jokingly rolled his eyes, "yes, daddy."

"Merde," Leo grumbled, cock pistoning harder into his hand.

Reg alternated between both tips, pressing open-mouthed kisses to them. As their thrusts got more and more erratic, he smirked, glancing up at their closed eyes. Their sides were both pressed completely against each other, giving Regie an idea. They were close enough together that their cocks were mere centimetres apart. He tilted their cocks so their tips lay almost touching and then placed soft, teasing kitten licks to their slits.

"Fucking hell," Finn grunted harshly.

"What'd I say?" Leo mumbled, the seriousness behind his words still clear despite the moans it was punctuated with.

To answer, he positioned his mouth barely away from their tips, ensuring his breaths ran over their sensitive skin.

"You said anywhere past my lips, my tongue doesn't count. So no spanking me raw for now unless I ask you to."

"Behave." Leo grumbled breathlessly.

"Cover me in cum and maybe I'll shut up," Reg retorted.

"Fucking Canadian sass," Finn chuckled, his laugh broken up by moans as Reg stroked him faster.

"From the way your cock just drooled for me, I'm gonna hazard a guess and say our 'Canadian sass' isn't a problem for you."

"Jesus, angel, sarcastic-Regie is my fucking favourite thing." Lo mumbled into his skin, hand palming at his own cock.

Reg released a huffed laugh before he continued his small dual licks and kisses to their tips.

"Fuck, Reg, I'm getting close," Finn breathed.

"Not if you keep calling him 'Reg', he gets grumbly about it," Leo joked, hissing when he harshly flicked his tongue against his slit.

"Want you to cum," Reg begged, ignoring the joking, desperate for their cum as their tips both began beading more precum as they got closer.

"Stick your tongue out, love, catch whatever doesn't fall on your face," Lo prompted, his own hand jerking his cock again.

Flitting between eye contact with Finn and Leo, Reg begged with his eyes, pleading for them to cover him, to mark him.

"Please, daddy, sir. Show you own me."

The whining mumble of his voice along with his words sent them both over the edge, Reg jerking their cum from them. It streaked across his face, ropes falling across his cheeks, some covering his tongue and nose. After draining them completely, Reg stayed where he was, tongue still out his mouth. He looked towards Lo who was already pointing the camera at him, snapping photos of his covered face. Slipping between the boys and Reg, he got an above angle of Reg looking up, groaning when he replicated his pleading, wide eyes from earlier.

Swallowing the cum in his mouth with a maybe-over-exaggerated moan, Reg grabbed one of Logan's wrists, guiding it back to where he'd stopped jerking off.

"Want me on your face, too, mon ange?"

"Oui s'il vu plait, chéri."

"What princess wants, princess gets," Lo mumbled, groaning as he started pumping himself quickly. "'M not gonna last long, baby, watch your eyes."

A kitten lick to his tip and a mumbled whisper of 'please' with his lips pressed to his cock had Logan whimpering as his hips bucked uncontrollably into his fist, cumming hard. When he'd finished marking Reg's face, Finn took a few more pictures as Lo was trembling far too much to get anything more than a blur.

"Daddy," Lo whispered, voice not strong enough to support any volume louder, "can I help clean him up, please?"

"'Course, darlin'," Leo whispered back, accent slipping as he still held himself upright with a hand on the counter.

Logan sank to his knees, grabbing the back of Reg's neck to pull him into a wet makeout.

After a few minutes, Le had regained enough semblance of balance and focus to watch them, giving pointers to Finn to what higher angles would produce gorgeous photos for later.

"Wanna finish Regie off after being so good for us, sweetheart?" Leo suggested.

Their kiss broke as Reg blushed furiously, looking down to the floor.

"Did you cum already, love?" Finn questioned softly, stroking a hand through his hair.

At Reg's silence, Le crouched down next to the three. After contemplating whether he should make him look at him, he decided against it, knowing his next question might be too overwhelming to answer if he did.

"Was it like the other day, princess?" Reg looked up at Le without prompt - surprising. "Did you cum when Lo filled your mouth?"

"Yeah. Couldn't help it." Reg's voice was a soft whisper.

"You came untouched because I came in your mouth?" Lo blurted out with wide eyes.

"Is that weird?" Reg looked like he was teetering on the edge of wanting to run and hide, making Finn answer quickly.

"No, baby, no. 'S hot as fuck but no, not weird." The kiss pressed to his temple soothed Reg back to being relaxed and pliant as Lo placed soft kisses over his face.

Lo gathered most of the cum from his face on his lips, groaning softly every time he licked them clean. The erotic sight was strangely calming to Reg as he let himself be pampered and taken care of. The residue that Lo's lips couldn't get up was quickly wiped away with a warm towel.

Laughs echoed lightly around the kitchen when an aggressive rumble came from Reg's stomach to break through the silence.

"Alright, breakfast, all round. For real this time." Leo chuckled out, helping them all off the floor, having to stop himself from flat-out picking up Regie, knowing how sore his knees must be by now.

The pre-made breakfast was heated as they took turns holding up Regie, counterspace taken up by the plates and drinks.

They sat at the table to eat, Finn having kindly run upstairs to get Reg a pair of his shorts. Reg chewed with his eyes closed, swaying slightly, relaxed and happy. A soft hand in his hair brought him back to reality slightly.

"You okay, mon ange?"

"Yeah, Lolo, just a bit fuzzy," he smiled.

Lo smiled back, resting his head on his shoulder, "same. 'S nice."

Humming in agreement, Reg bought another forkful of food to his mouth - "these eggs are so good, oh my god."

"Ha! Thanks, honey," Finn grinned around a mouthful of food.

Leo rolled his eyes, knowing for a fact he's the one with Finn's (actually really good) eggs.

"Sure, fishcake. So, no practice, what do we feel like doing today? Movies, going out, any suggestions?" Leo promoted.

"I vote for anything with cuddling," Lo mumbled around his food, smiling at Reg's grumble of agreement.

"Baby, the bratty bottoms have spoken," Finn chuckled at the soft glares sent from the two opposite him.

"At some point I suppose we can have a look through those little photos that were taken, see what we should add to the folder," Leo said nonchalantly like this wasn't a whole new revelation for Reg.

"'M sorry, did you say folder?" Reg almost choked on his egg.

At the three answering nods, Reg simply blinked a few times before confirming, "please tell me this is a sexy folder."

"Mhm, full of all the sexy photos we've got, mostly honorary of fish," Lo detailed, waving his fork in the red-head's direction who was tipping the front of his imaginary hat.

"I wanna see sexy photo folder," Reg mumbled sadly when no one made a move to get up.

"You will, once you've eaten. Don't make me tell you again, love," Leo said sternly, trying to get his point through the haze in his mind. It obviously worked as his eyes got wider, clearer and he continued eating his food. "Good boy."

''Stop, you'll make me cloud up again,'' Reg grumbled, pointedly ignoring Leo's poorly-hidden smile.

After they'd all finished eating, Finn having taken as long as humanly possible to chew, enjoying the way Reg was almost vibrating with excitement; they finally clambered into a pile on the sofa, Finn grabbing his laptop. Cuddling into the corner of the L-shaped sofa, Finn lay with his back against one side, Reg nestled between his legs, back against his chest. Leo plonked down next to Finn with a kiss to his cheek, pulling Logan into his side, Lo's knees bent to rest against Leo's chest as he lay his head in the crook of his neck. All four giggled when Finn opened the password-protected folder appropriately dubbed ''Cubshots''.

The three cubs smirked at Reg's unconscious shuffle as the first few photos showed the loading sign. Almost immediately, Finn minimised the tab, managing to before any photos loaded.

''Can I have my phone please, love?'' Finn asked Lo who had grabbed it from the kitchen table. Connecting it to the laptop, he pulled up his phone's gallery so they could choose the photos they wanted to keep.

The first photo Finn clicked on (knowing for a fact it was getting kept) was of Reg's face covered in all three boys' cum, tongue out, eyes wide as they stared up into the camera. Wordlessly, Finn clicked a few buttons, instantly moving it into the folder. He'd wrapped his left arm across Reg's torso, using his right to manipulate the laptop, and began dancing light touches across his ribs over his jersey. That wouldn't do for Reg - he tugged the front of his jersey up until it slid from under Finn's hand which came to rest on his heated skin instead.

''Yeah yeah, don't get cocky, O'Hara,'' Reg said with an uncontrollable smile as Finn hummed happily at the closer contact.

''Kinda hard not to be when I'm looking at a photo of you with my cum on your face,'' he rebutted, brushing an apologetic kiss to his shoulder when Reg lost some of his bravado, trying to hide his red cheeks with the longer strands of his hair.

''Don't be shy,'' Lo mumbled, apparently struggling to keep his mind clear with Le's arms nestling him so closely to his strong chest, ''y' so pretty.''

Sharp as tacks, Finn turned his head in Lo's direction as Leo leaned down to look at his face, both zoning in on the slight grogginess of his tone. Rubbing a thumb over the top of his foot, Finn got Lo's attention, ''you slipping, baby?''

At Logan's nod, Leo commented, ''you wanna drop fully, love?''

Lo visibly thought about it for a moment, ''like being fuzzy but don't wanna be all the way under.''

Leo hummed in reply, loosening his arms, making Lo whine and send a confused look at him.

''Leo's chest'll make you slip, angel,'' Reg reminded him, soothing Lo's worry that he was angry with him for not wanting to go fully under.

Finn leaned down to mumble lowly in Reg's ear when Lo had nodded, sitting up straighter, visibly more alert than he was a moment ago, comforted by Leo's hand rubbing up and down his back, maintaining the touch with him.

''How'd you know us doing that makes him slip? I'm sure we haven't brought that up yet,'' Finn asked.

Reg laughed timidly, '''cause it'd make me slip, too, if I was being held like that.''

''Good to know,'' he hummed into Reg's hair. ''Right, next photo, opinions.''

This one was, again, of Reg on his knees, except there were clear streaks of cum across his tongue as his eyes rested directly on the camera.

''Please keep that one,'' Lo requested from Leo's lap, opinion backed up by an appreciative hum from the other man.

In reply, Finn added this alongside the previous one in the collection. His movement to the next photo drew a soft 'oh' from Reg's mouth that he was not paying enough conscious attention to stop. This was another of Logan's - he'd captured the moment both Finn and Leo's orgasms had begun to get really close. Finn's head was thrown back, making Reg's eyes flick to the slight furrow of Finn's brows as his mouth hung open. Unconsciously, he leaned slightly closer to the screen, staring at the way the light showed the lines of muscle along his arms; the shape already accentuated by his death-grip on the counter behind him. His gaze skimmed over to Leo, the long lines of his torso shown clearly from the angle the photo was taken from and highlighted by the way his abdomen tensed with his oncoming orgasm. Bottom lip captured roughly between his teeth, Leo's eyes were fluttered shut with pleasure, the sight making Reg's breath catch in his throat.

''Dieu, I want a copy for my wallet, fucking gorgeous,'' Reg said confidently, ego slightly boosted by the realisation that those reactions were caused by him - and only his hands at that. He felt the heat radiate from Finn's face as a blush spread across it, getting warmer when Lo let out an appreciative hum at the sight, smirking at the silence from the two models in the photo. Silently, Finn sent that to the folder as well.

''Oh, we're keeping all the clear photos of this kiss,'' Lo said instantly as one of the photos showing Leo, Finn and Reg with their tongues visibly tangled together popped up.

''Yes, sir, photographer sir,'' Finn replied, quickly clicking through to pick out the couple clearest (AKA most erotic) photos. After he'd sent them along with the others, he saw the most recent photos that he'd accidentally skipped in his rush to save the photo of a doe-eyed, cum-covered Regie. ''Now these are ones I'd love to have in my wallet,'' he mumbled, eyes roving appreciatively over the screen.

The specific photo had caught Reg and Lo knelt together on the floor leaning in to kiss, Logan's hand on the back of his neck. Reg's tongue was reaching to meet Lo's, the angle making Logan's cum on it clear - the sight of Lo's tongue so close to licking his own cum from Reg's making for a sinful photo.

''Merde, angel, shuffle your hips a bit,'' Leo's voice echoed from next to Finn, clearly struggling to keep it from sounding strained. He had to bite his lip to muffle his groan when Lo ground his ass down where he was perched on Le's lap. ''Darlin','' - it was a warning.

''What? I did what you asked, baby,'' Lo drawled, shooting a look of doe-eyed innocence over his shoulder at the struggling man.

''Angel,'' Le tried again, ''can you please shuffle your hips from pressing on my cock before I take you over the coffee table and fuck that attitude out of you?''

A quick whisper of, ''yes, daddy,'' later and Lo's ass was planted firmly on the sofa cushion next to Leo, legs slung diagonally over his lap instead. Leo's hand squeezed Logan's cheeks gently, making his lips pucker softly as he leaned down to place a wet kiss to his lips - ''thank you, pretty.''

Lo whimpered, unable to stop himself chasing his lips as he drew away, ''don't, you'll make me drop.''

''Shit, sorry darlin', it just slipped out.''

'''S okay,'' Lo shuffled his head onto Leo's shoulder, facing back towards the laptop, tilting his head into the hand running through the side of his hair.

Reg brought the sleeves of his jersey up to hide his face as Finn flicked through the photos of them together, whispering ''save, save, save,'' as he did. As he tried to lean forwards to drag Finn's hands away from the keyboard, he was stopped by the arm across his torso pulling him back into his chest with a soft thud.

''Okay, the rest are blurred photos Lo took when he was cumming,'' Finn said offhandedly, making Reg choke on his spit slightly, Finn huffing a laugh in response.

''Can we look at the other photos, too?'' Reg asked no one in particular.

''The other ones in the folder?'' Leo specified with a small smile.

Looking over his shoulder at him, Reg tried to maintain eye contact with him, ''yes, please.''

Without a word, Finn unplugged his phone, throwing it to the end of the sofa, pausing before re-opening the tab containing the folder.

''Colours?'' Finn asked, looking to his side at Leo and Lo.

''Green.''

''Green.''

''Me too.''

The tab flicked open on the page, Finn clicking the first one so it popped up enlarged on the screen.

''Wow,'' Reg whispered, slightly in awe. Reg instantly noticed that the background of the photo wasn't at the house, it was the rink. Leo had his hands raised up to lean against the doorframe connecting the showers to the locker-room, a towel slung low on his hips, wet hair trailing water down his neck and shoulders and along his torso. ''Who took this?''

Embarrassed, Finn rubbed a hand along the back of his neck, admitting it was his work.

'''S gorgeous, isn't it?'' Lo mumbled, already knowing where Reg was going.

''Yeah,'' his reply was a breath, ''not just because Knutty's, you know, Knutty but, the lighting, the shadows, the contrast, it's- Harzy you're a wonderful photographer,'' Reg turned his body slightly to be able to make eye contact where Finn was trying to hide his face.

Bashful, Finn brushed a soft kiss to his lips, ''thank you, sweetheart.''

Lips still touching, Reg smiled softly, ''that and the fact that Mr. Greek God over there is wet and covered with nothing but a towel certainly helps.''

''Oh hush,'' Leo muttered from beside them.

Chuckling breathily, Finn jerked his head towards the screen, ''c'mon, there's more half-naked pictures of these two for you to see.''

Turning and nestling back against his chest again, Reg took note of Finn's sentence, ''I hope there's a fair few of you in there too, hopefully a little more than half-naked.''

''Oh, don't worry, mon ange, there's plenty,'' Lo stated proudly.

Finn's hand was poised over the arrow keys, ready to move on whenever he was told. With the stroke of a finger over Finn's wrist, Reg wordlessly told him to flick to the next photo. Logan's embarrassed shock was shown through his squeak as a landscape shot of Leo taking Lo over the kitchen counter popped up on screen. Logan had one leg up on the countertop, fingers clawing at the granite as his back arched into Leo's hips.

''Really? The counter?'' Reg smirked over at the pair of them.

''I think you'll find the majority of surfaces in the house pop up at some point in this, love,'' Finn said with a cocky smirk.

''Why am I not surprised?'' Reg cackled.

The next shot was Leo 'sat' on Finn's lap - Leo had obviously decided to do his goalie stretches without removing himself from his perch on Finn's thighs. Thus producing a wonderful shot of Leo in a middle split over his legs, Finn's hands very clearly enjoying massaging Leo's ass as he did so. Another flick and a video pops up, the screenshot from it almost a complete copy from the previous photo.

''There's videos?!''

Leo burst out laughing at the exhilarated smile on Reg's face, ''press play, babe, before he has an aneurysm from excitement.''

The first sound was Logan's breathy laugh from behind the camera, sat back on the pillows of the bed they were on, Finn with his back against the wall with Leo on his lap.

''Baby, let me up,'' Leo wheezed out between chuckles.

''If you wanna do your stretches, then do them,'' Finn said, grip on his hips not moving.

With an exaggerated eye roll, Leo shifts his hips so he can drop into a middle split. Logan's breathing changed audibly when Finn's demeanour changed from playful to appreciative; hands ghosting over the muscle of Leo's thighs, boxers clinging to him like a second skin. As Finn's hands travelled up and over the swell of his ass, Leo sank further into the stretch, relishing in the feeling of his boyfriend's hands on him.

''Fuck,'' Lo breathed, watching as Finn's right hand rose and swung back down to collide harshly with his skin. He did that a few times before he began visibly rocking his hips up into where Leo was on his lap. Soft moans joined Lo's now heavy pants, it was Leo, meeting Finn's grinds as he hid his face in his arms. The action made Logan move from his corner, shuffling on his knees towards Le's face. A gentle tug on his hair made him turn his head, looking up at the camera first, then at Lo, eyes half-lidded as his groans became more audible.

Suddenly, Leo's moans were cut off, almost as if they'd gotten stuck in his throat, quickly making the phone pan to what Finn was doing - Reg was sure that despite the camera panning, Lo's eyes definitely stayed pinned to Leo's reactions.

After hooking his fingers in the waistband of his boxers, Finn placed soft, open-mouthed kisses down his spine until he reached the curve of his ass.

Watching Finn playfully bite into the plump flesh of Leo's cheek made Reg's breath catch in his throat, a combination of the bite and the choked off whine coming from Leo's throat.

 

Finn had pulled down the waistband until it rested beneath his ass, his hands now massaging the bare skin with an approving hum as he continued placing wet kisses across it.

The sound Leo let out when Finn gripped his ass between his hands and spread him open beneath him ran circles around Reg's mind, making him let out a soft moan without realising it. He almost lost it when the video showed Finn placing an open-mouthed kiss over his hole.

Reg dragged his eyes away, head leaning back to rest against Finn's shoulder, panting like he'd run a mile.

''Fuck me, this is straight up porn.''

Logan had to stop a loud cackle from leaving his mouth - "don't think 'straight' belongs anywhere near this video."

After forcing himself to focus on anything but the sounds from the video still playing, Reg spoke with a slightly more stable voice than he'd possessed a second ago.

''Can I ask something?''

Finn paused the video immediately, '''course, honey, you okay?''

He tilted his body slightly towards them, eyes flicking between all their faces.

''Absolutely feel free to say no...''

''Princess. What is it?" He could always count on Leo to stop him from beating around the bush.

''Can you send me the folder too? For when I'm not staying overnight?''

''Jesus, you scared the fuck out of me, babe,'' Lo breathed a (frankly quite dramatic) sigh of relief, ''I'm fine with it, of course.''

Reg was rocked as Finn wheezed from underneath him, ''I thought it was gonna be something terrible, fucking hell, absolutely, love. If peanut's alright with it, the password is Lex's full name, no spaces or caps."

Reg's slight 'awww' earned him a soft kiss to his hair.

Leo was the last to answer, ''yeah, baby. Remember though, if you miss our faces too much for the few hours we aren't together you can always facetime us,'' he answered with a joking lilt to his voice.

''I can? Like just because?''

''Princess, I swear, if you've wanted to facetime us and you haven't...'' Leo trailed off looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

''Why do you think you have our numbers, angel?''

''I dunno, I just, yeah, didn't know if it'd be too-''

''If you say clingy I swear I'll kiss you stupid,'' Finn rebutted from underneath Reg's back.

''Your promise and your tone don't match there, baby.''

Finn laughed sarcastically, tilting his head with a hand and kissing him. ''Seriously though, if you need us or just want us, call us. Especially, now we've introduced the whole subspace thing. If you ever feel yourself slipping when we aren't around you spam call us until we answer - y' understand? Don't care what time it is.''

''Mhm, I understand."

''Promise?''

''Promise if you kiss me again.''

''I guess we can manage that.''

Finn placed a stabilising hand in Reg's hair, tilting his head back, allowing his tongue to slip properly past his lips, stroking teasingly over his teeth. He pulled away after kissing him for a few seconds, smiling softly like he hadn't just dazed the other boy with his teasing. With a soft grip on his waist, Finn had Reg settled back against his chest, wrapping his arms across his torso, chin resting on his head.

''Wanna finish the video?''

''God, I really do but I'm far too tired to deal with the um, 'growing problems' from watching you's together.''

At Logan's agreeing grumble, Reg turned an incredulous look at him. With a whisper, he questioned if Lo was human - ''you've cum twice today already, very closely together, might I add. How?''

Lo shrugged almost bashfully, ''just the way I work.''

Squeezing his eyes shut and smushing his face into Finn's shoulder, he groaned loudly, ''the imagery isn't helping my issue here, angel.''

Finn's mouth was suddenly casting warm air over his ear, ''what if I help with your problem, you wanna carry on then?'' A hand that was previously drawing circles around his hips slid further down, applying a feather-light amount of pressure to the bulge in his shorts that'd been there since they first mentioned the folder.

''Can you?''

''Lets see? Can I make you cum in my lap while watching a video that pretty much classifies as porn of myself and our boyfriends? I'm sure I can manage that.'' Finn's smile was downright feral, his grip on his cock increasing slightly.

''Thank you, baby,'' Reg all but breathed into Finn's skin.

The hand that wasn't on his cock skimmed over the keys until he located the space bar, pressing it, making the cacophony of moans echo from the laptop once again. Settling back into his earlier position, Reg leaned his head back on Finn's chest, letting himself relish in the feeling of Finn's hands on him and watching him rim Leo on the screen.

Reg was thankful for the angles Lo had got - managing to show exactly the way Finn's tongue fucked down into Leo's pliant hole, body falling lax against the sheets apart from the rocking of his hips. When Finn on the video had begun pressing a fingertip inside Leo alongside his tongue, Finn behind Reg slipped his cock out from the confines of his sweats.

From next to Reg, Logan all of a sudden leaned over his lap, taking his cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it for a few moments before pulling off.

Confused at the pleasure suddenly appearing then disappearing, Reg snapped his head towards where Lo had settled back into his seat - Leo's lap.

''Wha-''

Logan shrugged like he'd just stolen a bit of food from him, ''no need to worry about lube now.''

Just as he was about to argue that lube would also be unneeded if he'd just kept his mouth on him, Finn's wrist twisted deliciously against the tip of his cock, making his mouth fall lax as he sank further back into Finn's chest.

''Open your eyes and watch, love. Look how pretty peanut looks, doesn't he look pretty all spread open and hard?'' Lo whispered from near Reg's side.

Dragging his eyes back to the screen, Reg saw that the video had jumped to Leo on his knees, one of Finn's hands gripping his ass, spreading him open as he pistoned his cock in and out of him roughly. Leo was writhing underneath him, moans being punched out of him almost forcefully. Finn's hand that was holding the phone tilted the camera towards Leo's head.

Logan leaned against the headboard, trembling as Leo took him the whole way down his throat, slurping him down noisily.

The video began getting shaky at the same time that Finn's thrusts got erratic, his grunts louder and more guttural.

''Fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby. Where do you want it?''

Leo pulled off of Logan, still stroking him slickly with fast, twisting jerks as he replied - ''inside, inside me, baby, c'mon.''

''Oh God, I'm- I'm cumming,'' his hips ploughed into Leo one last time, grinding his hips into him to ride out his orgasm as Leo shook beneath him, cumming from the sensation of the throbbing tip of Finn's cock grinding against his prostate.

The sight and the sound of them cumming made Reg's legs tense, his abdomen trembling as his orgasm got closer, holding him on the very edge.

''Fuck, sir, can I cum please? Please, please, please, please,'' his words turned to sobs as he was stuck so close to cumming but not quite being able to.

It took Finn a second to realise he was the one being asked, rushing to answer as soon as he did - ''shit, yes, lovely, cum for us.''

Stars burst behind Reg's eyelids as his head flew back, hips shaking too much to even thrust into the tight grip of Finn's fist as he worked him through his trembles. He came back to his senses to a hand running lightly through his hair and a soothing weight against his side as a head leaned against his chest.

His eyes peered down at himself to see his sweats pulled back to rest at his hips and feeling a sticky wetness seeping through the back of his jersey.

''Lolo, I think me and Harzy ruined your jersey,'' he mumbled, brushing his lips against the brown-haired head on his chest. '''M sorry.''

His body moved weakly with a small huffed laugh, '''s okay, you can repay me for it later.''

Reg smiled in response before furrowing his brows, confused - ''where's Knutty?''

''Right here, baby, I've just filled the big bath upstairs,'' Leo responded, walking down the stairs. ''Fishcake, love, are you good to help one bratty bottom up the stairs while I grab the other?''

Finn snorted from behind Reg, ''yeah, baby.''

The weight of Logan disappeared from his chest as Leo lifted him, tapping his thigh to prompt him to wrap his legs around his waist - ''I've got you, angel, c'mon.''

Finn sat up, ''c'mere, baby, straddle me, I'll lift you from there. Not to brag but I don't think you'll be able to stand even for a second while I pick you up.''

Rolling his eyes, softly, he did as he was told, nuzzling into Finn's neck, giggling as he was swept up. As Finn began stepping carefully up the stairs, Reg leaned back to stare up at him, fingers rising to run along the bridge of his nose.

''Do I have something on my face?'' Finn joked with faux-seriousness, brushing a soft kiss to the tip of Reg's finger skimming his features.

Reg shook his head as he hummed, ''jus' love you,'' he mumbled.

Finn dropped his head to place a soft kiss on his forehead.

"Tell me that again when your mind isn't a cloud, okay baby?" he spoke softly, calmly with an endearing look in his eyes.

"'kay," he rested his head back into Finn's neck, arms stroking over the back of his neck.

"I don't even wanna think about how much that cost," Reg mumbled as his eyes rested on the bath that was more reminiscent of a giant hot tub. He'd still not gotten used to it despite seeing it almost everyday - he still hasn't used it yet though, his excitement growing at the cherry smell emanating from the steaming liquid.

"Some things are meant to be splurged on, baby," Leo shrugged from where he was checking the temperature of the water.

Lo was the first in, having stripped out his soiled clothes, sighing as the water soothed his aching muscles - "worth every cent."

Carefully lowering Reg to the floor, Finn held his hands near his hips as Reg tested if his legs would hold him up. Thanking Finn for helping him with his clothes, he sank down next to Lo, happily dunking his head under the water to warm his whole body.

"Does this have jacuzzi jets?!" Reg looked ecstatic.

With a small laugh, Leo pressed something as he threw his and Finn's own clothes to join the pile that'd been made on the floor.

"Think 'm in heaven," he mumbled, sinking into Lo's side with a kiss on his shoulder.

After a few minutes of them all lying comfortably in the water, swishing it around softly, Finn moved to wash Leo's hair for him. Taking the initiative, Reg moved to grab the shampoo from Finn when he was done and began massaging it into Logan's hair. He had instant regret when he moved to kneel to do so, knees screaming in protest despite the hot water.

His whimper caught Lo's attention, Reg letting him lean him back into the side of the bath with a guiding hand on his shoulder. Logan moved instead to kneel next to Regie, tilting his head down so he could still reach his hair - he returned the small grin he'd been thanked with gladly, closing his eyes and focusing on the feeling of his boyfriend's hands on him.

"They're fine, sweetheart, tilt your head back," Finn soothed with a whisper, rinsing Leo's hair of product with the showerhead attached.

Whilst complying, Leo whispered back, "Regie's knees, 'n Lo was really out of it on the way up, baby."

"They are perfectly happy right now, love. We'll put some arnica and heat gel on Regie's knees and Lo always comes back a bit when he's got something to focus on. Relax, nutter, please," a soft kiss was placed to his lips, "lemme take care of you for once."

A few more firmer kisses were placed to Finn's lips as Leo visibly relaxed in his hold; letting him finish washing his hair.

In return, Leo grabbed one of the sponges from the edge of the bath, massaging cherry shower gel into Finn's skin. They sat facing each other, Leo's arm wrapping around his torso and pulling him so their bodies pressed together as much as they could. Sliding his hands over Finn's shoulders, he cuddled him into his chest, rubbing the sponge over the expanse of Finn's back as he tucked his own head into the crook of his neck. Soft brushes of his lips along the skin of Finn's neck prompted the rest of the tension to run out of the red head's muscles, sinking bonelessly into Leo's body.

"Love you so much," Finn whispered into his hair.

"Love you more, darlin'." Leo flicked his eyes open towards the other two, strangely silent, boys, making him smile against Finn's skin. "Can't wait 'till ma knows about Reg, she loves you and Tremzy like sons, gonna love him so much too."

"He's gonna go from those shit heads to like three sets of family in one go - four with the Lions." Harzy chuckled at the thought, imagining Reg's face already when he's instantly invited to multiple family dinners and family days out. "'M excited for him to be loved like that 'n realise how special he is."

"Me too, baby, me too."

Chapter 5: Morning Kisses; Oral Fixations and Couch Time

Summary:

Morning Kisses; Sofa Cuddles; Oral Fixations; Hiding Marks from a certain Captain and Game Night at Coops'.

Lil angst with some subspace stuff but it's resolved all fluffy and cute.

Size Kink dabbles in the background quite a bit.

New Nickname ''little one'' and some cute ass consequences.

oh and Leo x Glasses (classic)

~20,000 words this time...

Love to y'all MWAH MWAH MWAH

The wafting aroma of cooking food and soft breakfast spices roused Regulus from his sleep - Leo, at least, was awake and going already; a quick peek of an eye told him that Lo had gone with him; Finn still pressed up tightly against Reg's spine. He was obviously still very much asleep, his breath moving in steady huffs across the hair on the crown of Reg's head. Trying to shuffle slightly, he swiftly gave up as Finn's arm was slung low across his waist, fingers resting on his hipbone, keeping his hips pressed close to his torso. One of his legs was also slung over Reg's thigh to keep him close - he would have to just stay put until Finn woke on his own, shame.

After having the decision to stay in bed for a while longer made for him, Reg used what little room and leverage he had to turn in Finn's grip. Finn's thigh still held him close as he gently nuzzled his nose into the freckled skin of Finn's chest, breathing him in before relaxing once again into his koala hold. The hand that had been around his hips was now around his shoulders, pulling him in closer as Finn shifted slightly in his sleep, nestling his chin lightly into Reg's hair before his breathing evened out again.

Reg dozed lightly for a while longer, resting in the unrelenting warmth and strength of Finn's cuddle. He came back to his senses a little as Finn's breathing changed from it's sleepy pace.

"Mornin'," Reg hummed as he stroked a hand along Finn's back to slowly wake him up further.

"Hi, gorgeous," he mumbled back sleepily but serenely in reply, scratching his fingers lightly over the hairs on the back of Reg's neck as he brushed a kiss to his forehead.

"Peanut and Lolo have been downstairs for a little bit," Reg whispered lightly into the skin of his chest, not wanting to move away from him so his lips didn't brush against him as he spoke.

"Not done cooking yet considering we haven't gotten woke up with morning kisses," was the also whispered reply.

"Speaking of," Reg trailed off, leaning his head back just enough to be able to pout his lips up towards Finn.

With a small chuckle that was more a huff of air, Finn stretched out the arm around Reg's back, placing his elbow on the bed for balance as he leaned over him until Reg was on his back. Their torsos and legs still pressed together, Finn brushed their lips together once softly before kissing him more firmly once more.

"How're your knees?" was whispered into his mouth as their foreheads rested together, lips still brushing over one another's.

After bending them slightly, Reg winced a bit, "bit sore but not too bad. How's your back after having to carry me up those stairs then into bed?" he mumbled back with his lips quirked upwards slightly.

"Oi, watch it. You might be very, very cute all sleepy and soft but that doesn't mean you get away with asking stupid questions," a playful nip to the centre of his bottom lip punctuated Finn's teasing remark.

Reg giggled lightly into Finn's mouth, earning a honey-eyed smile in return. As he shuffled slightly to shift his shoulder blades, Reg recognised the crinkle of a jersey as he did. He barely recalled anything after Finn carrying him from the bath through to the bedroom so he hadn't clocked what he'd slept in.

Glancing down properly, he saw it was someone's black jersey, "who's number am I wearing?"

"Trusty ol' seventeen, baby," he smiled back with a toothy grin.

Reaching to the collar, he brought the fabric up to his nose, eyes closing and breathing in the strong smell of Finn and his cherry bodywash along with Lo's conditioner and Le's aftershave.

Humming happily at the smell, Reg reached up and wrapped his arms around Finn's neck, pulling him down into a hug, missing his warmth as he'd propped himself up a bit so he wasn't crushing Reg as he moved his knees.

"'S it smell like me?"

Nodding from his place nuzzled into the crook of Finn's neck, Reg's reply was muffled but audible.

"Lolo and nutty too but mostly you. That reminds me: yous need to come stay over at mine for a night soon."

Chuckling softly at the factual, serious tone Reg had adopted for his statement, Finn questioned him. "Sure, baby, but how did this conversation remind you of that?"

"Your clothes that I've got there smell like me now. Need yous to wear 'em for a bit so it goes away. Too many to bring over here."

Finn tried muffling his laugh in Reg's skin but failed miserably, earning him a half-hearted thwack to his spine.

"Yeah we'll do rotations, wear every piece for an hour then put another one on. Baby's gotta have options for when we're not there."

"Shurrup," Reg mumbled through his soft smile, "it's for when I sleep."

Finn propped himself back up on his elbow again, looking down at Reg below him.

"Can't sleep without us around you, love?"

Reg's shoulder quirked up in a half-shrug, "can, just don't wanna. Sleep easier with them on.''

Finn's eyes shone alongside his toothy O'Hara smile, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose, "I love you so much, baby."

"I love you too."

"Oh," Finn's mouth dropped open, the word coming out as a breath. His brain seemed to take a second to process the statement, his surprise melting into a loved-up smile as he laughed, slightly giddily, into where he'd tucked his head into Reg's neck. The sensation and his silliness made Reg laugh too, both of them chuckling together for a few seconds before he tugged lightly on Finn's hair, making him bring his head up. He pouted his lips once again in explanation.

They kissed slowly, teasingly scraping their teeth along one another, sucking lightly on the soft skin whenever they moved to pull away slightly. Finn had slipped a hand underneath the back of Reg's head, fingers tangling in the long strands of his hair, gently urging him to twist his head this way and that. Regie ran his hands along the large expanse of his back, digging his fingers into the divot and smooth planes of muscle as he went.

"And here we were trying to be quiet so we didn't wake you two."

Smiling into each others mouths at the humoured teasing annoyance in Logan's tone, Finn looked over his shoulder at the door while Reg shuffled to look around Finn's shoulder. Lo had his arms crossed, leaning against the door frame with raised eyebrows and a soft smirk.

"We figured we'd wait, see if we could get some morning kisses from whoever came to wake us up."

Walking towards the bed, Lo huffed out a laugh, "seems to me like you're all stocked on morning kisses right now, baby." Lo shuffled into the space between them and the edge of the bed on his knees, placing a kiss to Reg's forehead and Finn's cheek. Finn slid off of Reg and onto his other side, arm still tucked under the back of his neck.

"Lie down for a minute," Reg mumbled, comfy once again as Finn pulled his back to press against his chest.

"No no no no no. I'm under strict instructions from the chef to come and get you both up and out of bed. Breakfast's almost ready, c'mon."

When his only answers were two disapproving grumbles, he sighed.

"Knutty's only wearing boxers and his apron."

Humming happily, Finn placed a kiss to the back of Reg's neck before rising off the bed, kissing Lo's lips as he did, mumbling a quick "G'morning, beautiful" as he did.

With a faux-mournful sigh, Reg peeked an eye open once more - "I guess that means I really gotta get up now huh?"

"Rise and shine, mon ange," Lo whispered, pressing his lips properly to Reg's before grabbing his wrist and tugging gently to get him moving.

After coaxing Reg out of bed and both of them brushing their teeth (Lo with one arm slung across Reg's hips as they did), they wandered downstairs and both broke out into giggles. Finn was leaning against the counter, cup of coffee in hand and was watching Leo's back like a hawk as he sipped. As he stirred and added flavourings and sugar, the muscles of his back shifted beneath his skin. It was quite obvious that Finn had already been distracting Leo, light pink marks scattered across the tops of his shoulders, teeth indents barely visible in the morning light.

Reg meandered over to Leo, squeezing his waist lightly in greeting before brushing a kiss to the top notch of his spine, using his grip on his hips to balance on his tiptoes. He tried peeking over Leo's shoulder at what he was cooking but his height and the slight hunch of his shoulders hid the food from view.

"What's for brekkie?"

Leo shook beneath his palms, "brekkie?"

"Loops says it, he's rubbing off on me," Reg hid his slight blush in Leo's spine, making him shiver at the sudden warmth of his skin.

"Well, brekkie today is blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs and smoothies."

Reg hummed, "smells delicious."

Sliding two perfectly cooked pancakes off the pan to add to the already sizeable collection on a plate, Leo reached a hand around to gently pull at Reg's wrist.

"C'mere, wanna kiss you."

After shuffling to his side, Reg re-wrapped his arms around Leo's waist, resting his chin on his chest, tilting his head up toward him. With a smile, Le leaned down to press soft kisses to his lips as he ran his hands through the sides of Reg's hair. He pulled away after several kisses but remained where he was, gazing softly down at Reg's closed eyes and relaxed smile.

"Y' sleepy, baby?"

There was a soft answering shake of Reg's head, "jus' comfy."

Reg felt soft lips get brushed to the bridge of his nose, "cutie.''

"Go drink your tea while I dish up the food, love," Leo whispered, brows furrowing when Reg shook his head once more.

"You go sit, we'll bring it all over."

Two affirming mumbles came from where Finn and Lo were leaning against each other by the counter.

"You cooked everything, we can at least do this, baby," Finn agreed.

Unable to go without slight argument, Leo rebutted against Finn's statement, "I didn't do everything, Lo did all the smoothies."

"Then me and fish will bring them in while you two go sit," Reg said back with a smile at his stubbornness; he swatted Leo's ass lightly as he began dividing up the eggs evenly onto four plates. He heard Leo's insistent grumbles even as Lo pulled him away from the stove and towards the table to sit. A kiss was brushed to Reg's shoulder as Finn passed him to grab sauces, syrups and cutlery; the affection making Reg have to hide a wistful smile as he counted the pancakes.

Leo smiled gratefully when the four were finally sat together at the table. His grin turned into a defensive pout when Reg grimaced at the amount of hot sauce the blonde was adding to his eggs.

"Hey, I thought you liked hot sauce."

Reg almost choked on his pancake as he laughed, "I do, just not in truckloads at," he squinted at the clock on the wall, "half 8 in the morning."

Leo huffed defiantly, "yeah yeah, eat ya' damn pancakes," he mumbled with an eye roll that turned into a matching smile as Reg grinned at his antics.

"Regie, I hate to break it to you, baby, but I think you need glasses with how much you had to squint at that clock," Lo giggled into his smoothie, enjoying ribbing him.

"I'm not my brother, I actually got glasses instead of acting like I don't need them."

All three boys stopped chewing simultaneously, it was almost comical.

"Since when the fuck do you wear glasses?" Finn asked incredulously from behind a mouthful of eggs.

"I got them when I first moved here, I just wear contacts most of the time whenever I'm supposed to have them on."

"Can you put them on after breakfast?" Lo asked with wide eyes.

"Sorry, baby, I don't have them on me."

They all laughed at Lo's anguished sound in response.

"Peanut, mark my words, you'll understand why we're all over you whenever you wear yours." Finn assured, noting Leo's affectionate eyeroll at Reg as he shrugged in response to Reg's questioning look.

"I can't believe my brother's seen you with your glasses on hundreds of times and I haven't seen them once," Reg pouted dramatically from opposite Leo.

"I have some bits to do on my laptop today so I suppose I can put them on," Le sighed, his smile giving him away.

"As opposed to squinting aggressively at the screen like he was gonna do," Lo said with a pointed look at Leo next to him.

With a sheepish smile, Le leaned over to brush a kiss to the bare skin of Logan's shoulder, "love you, darlin'."

"Mhm, love you too, nutter."

''You planning flights and dates for the Christmas visits?'' Finn asked Leo.

''Yeah just going to check what the prices are looking like too. What are you and Cap doing for Christmas, princess?''

''Loops' family are coming to ours on Christmas Eve Day I think and staying for a few days,'' Reg answered through his pancakes.

''I wish we could be around to see Little Loops,'' Leo mumbled with a small frown.

''We can facetime, I can make sure he doesn't blow a gasket at speaking to you all at the same time,'' Reg joked back, he sipped his smoothie for a second. ''Promise we'll call when you're all gone?''

''I can promise you we quite literally won't leave each other alone, baby,'' Finn said sincerely.

''Ma last year used to turn around and tell me to call or text the boys sometimes. Apparently she could tell when I was a bit more homesick than usual,'' Leo laughed.

''I remember that, she said you got all broody like when you were a teen,'' Lo cackled, making Finn crack up at the memory too.

''We'll facetime every night before bed at the very least, okay lovely?'' Leo nudged Reg with his foot.

Reg flushed, '''kay,'' he smiled, hiding behind his smoothie.

When everyone's plates had cleared completely, Finn and Reg loaded the dishwasher after another reminder of who the chefs were this morning. Leo settled down onto the end of the sofa, laptop in hand, legs slung up over the footstool he'd dragged over. Finn plopped down in the corner of the L-shaped sofa, stretching his legs out towards the end where Leo was perched; smiling as one of his hands reached out to squeeze his ankle in greeting subconsciously.

''Fish, baby, do you want your book? I'm running upstairs to get mine.'' Lo called from his perch on the bottom step.

''Yeah, please, angel. Can you bring peanut's glasses when you do?''

Logan's laugh echoed from the stairs, ''was going to, baby. Want anything, angel?''

'''M okay,'' Reg called from the kitchen where he was making a tea.

Reg padded into the living room, setting his mug on the coffee table. He sat next to where Harzy was stretched out, leaning his head on his shoulder as he unlocked his phone. Lo passed Finn his book before settling down in the space between Leo's side and Finn's feet - Leo angled himself slightly towards Lo, meaning he could pull Lo to his chest, letting Leo sling an arm over his shoulders and across his torso. Careful not to touch the lenses, knowing how much the smudges drove Leo mad; Lo passed Leo his glasses as he settled back into him, resting his cheek on the shoulder of the arm around him, bending his legs up to rest his book open on them.

''Okay, definitely understanding the whole glasses thing a bit more now,'' Reg muttered, eyes trained on Leo's icy blue ones behind the black frames.

''I don't get you weirdos, it's just a pair of black frames,'' Leo rebutted, looking over at Reg, making his breath catch in his throat.

''Yeah but it's a pair of black frames with gorgeous blue eyes behind them,'' Reg managed to smirk through his breathlessness.

''Shut up,'' Le mumbled without heat, darting his eyes back to the screen, busying himself with the keys.

The three boys chuckled lightly at his bashfulness, Logan pressing a light kiss to his shoulder.

''Baby, can we cuddle while you read?'' Reg said, head still leant against Finn's shoulder.

''What'd I say earlier about stupid questions, pretty?'' Finn laughed, lifting his arms.

Reg cuddled onto Finn's chest, back to the back of the sofa, tangling their legs together.

''Comfy?''

Reg hummed, ''you're so warm.''

''Don't hold it against me, only so much I can do about that when I've got a pretty boy on my chest and two more at my feet,'' he teased in reply.

Despite the light swat he placed to Finn's chest, Reg huffed a soft laugh - ''hush up and read.''

Obligingly, Finn wrapped one arm over Reg's back, palm gently massaging the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine. After a long while of the only sounds in the room being slow breaths, laptop keys and page turning, Reg shuffled upright, reaching across Finn's lap to grab his tea. He sat perched on his knees as he sipped the warm liquid slowly, massaging circles into Finn's thigh with his other hand. When he'd finished, he carefully set the mug back on the table and snuggled down further into Finn's chest, grabbing his wrist to pull Finn's arm tighter around him.

''If I could absorb you into my skin, I would, baby, but this is as snuggled up to me as you can get.''

''Sorry,'' he mumbled into the skin of his chest.

''Was an observation not a complaint, pretty,'' Finn muttered into Reg's hair.

After a few beats of quiet, Reg spoke.

''Lolo?''

He continued after the answering hum from the brunet, ''do we have anymore of those lollipops we bought when we went shopping?''

''Don't think so, baby, pretty sure the one you had yesterday was the last one. Remind me when we go shopping next to grab another tub.''

Reg made a slightly bummed noise but agreed, nodding gently before resting his head back down. A few more minutes passed with the four in silence before Finn mumbled quietly, not taking his eyes off his page - ''stop chewing on your lip.'' Complying silently, Reg tilted his head to place a soft kiss to the skin of Finn's neck. Finn's hand tangled in Reg's hair, pressing his head closer into the crook of his neck, massaging the back of his head to soothe him back into the sleepy doze he'd been in for the past hour or so. Subconsciously, Reg began chewing on his lip softly once again minutes later.

It was Lo that noticed instead this time, nudging Leo's shoulder with his nose. Flicking his eyes from the screen of flights to New Orleans to scan Lo's face, he glanced over at the other two cuddled up boys when Lo's eyes darted over to them.

''Lip, darlin'.''

Finn tilted his head away from Regie so his neck no longer covered his face, glancing down at him at Leo's words.

''It's already getting bruised, love,'' he said with a light chastising tone.

''Sorry, 's habit,'' Reg flushed darkly.

''That why you wanted the lollipop, sweetheart?'' Lo questioned.

He nodded, hesitating before speaking again, ''keeping my mouth busy's been a habit since I was little, always calmed me down.''

''Well, that explains why you go through so many mouthguards,'' Lo joked.

''I don't go through that many.''

The three pointed looks he got in return made him pout, silently agreeing they had a point. Thinking that was the conversation over, Reg nestled back down into Finn's neck. When Finn felt him begin to chew on the inside of mouth, he tapped two fingers against his hip to direct him to stop.

''Baby,'' Reg grumbled, unsure why he was being wordlessly told off for it.

''Suck on my neck.''

''Excuse you?'' Reg raised an eyebrow.

Finn rapped on his hip once again, ''behave. You're not gonna sit there and make your mouth sore. Suck on my neck or my shoulder instead.'' With that, he went back to his book, settling back down into the cushions, bringing Reg's head down with him with a hand on the back of his neck. Deciding to take him up on his offer so he could stop fidgeting, Reg pressed his lips to the crook of his neck in a soft kiss before latching his teeth more firmly around the skin, sucking lightly. His eyes shut, spine going lax as he sunk into Finn's body.

''Better?''

Reg just groaned as tension he wasn't aware he was holding in his muscles sank from his body. Every now and then, when Reg realised how long he'd been repeatedly sucking on one piece of skin, he placed a soft kiss over it before shuffling to the side or up/down slightly to an unblemished piece. When Leo had gotten all the information he was looking for about flights to New Orleans, New York and Quebec, he shut his laptop down, leaning forwards slightly to slide it to the floor. He turned fully, mirroring Finn's position from opposite him; pulling Logan between his legs, back resting against his chest. The angle made his legs overlap with Finn's, making the other man smile at him before tangling their legs together. His shuffling made Reg move his lips lower, resting in the crook of his neck. As he pulled the skin there between his lips, his teeth dug in slightly as he moved, his shoulders beginning to cramp a bit.

''Shit, not there. Go higher or to my shoulder, please, love.''

Reg moved away instantly, '''M sorry, baby, didn't mean to dig my teeth in.''

''Don't think you have to apologise, mon ange,'' Lo snorted, laughing louder as Leo tried hiding his laugh in his hair but failed miserably.

''Oh,'' Reg smiled up at Finn whose cheeks were flushed light pink, ''I can carry on if you want, fishcake.''

Finn smiled down at him, smoothing a hand through his hair before shaking his head, '''s not sexual right now, love, just relax, 'm fine.''

The smile Reg sent up at him made Finn's hands tingle with the racing of his heart - only getting worse when Reg leaned up, balanced on one hand, to kiss him deeply. After Finn pressed one kiss to the tip of his nose, Reg settled back down and pressed his lips to the skin of Finn's shoulder, tongue soothing over the skin in repetitive motions as Finn went back to his book. Leo nuzzled his nose into the soft skin at the nape of Lo's neck, pressing a soft kiss there, just breathing him in as he read. Leo's lips stayed pressed there, loving eyes staring ahead at his other loves.

''Love you.''

Lo turned his head to press a kiss to Leo's cheek, ''I love you too.'' Logan nestled further back into Leo's chest, head resting back on his shoulder.

A while later, Reg pulled away to look at Finn's neck and shoulder, gasping harshly at the expanse of deep pink and purple marks along his skin.

''Finn!''

Said boy, who had put his book down and began dozing a little while ago, shot up, eyes darting down at Reg, examining his face as if looking to see if he was hurt.

''Jesus, baby, what?''

''Why didn't you tell me I was sucking that hard?''

Finn's snort of laughter and eyebrow waggle was cut short by the thwack on the chest he received from his own jersey sleeve.

''I'm serious, they look so sore,'' Reg ran a thumb across the marks on the side of his neck with an apologetic look. ''I'm so sorry, I didn't realise.''

''Lovely, I promise you they aren't painful. Don't worry about me.''

''How? Look at-''

Reg was swiftly cut off by Finn's palms encasing his jaw, making him look at his face instead of his neck.

''I. Like. It.'' He punctuated his statement with kisses to his lips. ''Now lie down and cuddle me, I was just falling asleep.''

Reg sighed out a breath as he snuggled back down, stretching one of his legs to lay over Leo's, smiling softly when Leo's toes nudged his calf back in response. After several seconds, Finn grumbled.

''What's up?'' Reg whispered.

''You're not- Why'd you stop?''

''Told you, baby, don't wanna hurt you even if you do like it.''

''But you're gonna start fidgeting again.''

''Give him your fingers then,'' Leo grumbled drowsily from behind Lo, close to falling asleep completely.

''Pardon you?'' Reg's head whipped up.

''Lie down and open your mouth, princess,'' Leo mumbled in reply, command still clear through his almost nonsensical whispers.

Reg complied, head resting on Finn's chest, heartbeat thudding underneath his ear. He felt Finn's forefinger and middle finger graze his bottom lip before he opened his mouth enough for them to pass his teeth. The weight of them on his tongue was slightly odd but nice, making him sigh softly around them.

''Better?'' Leo asked.

Reg just nodded, eyes falling shut. They lay there calmly for several seconds, Reg sucking lightly, making sure his teeth weren't digging into the soft skin near Finn's knuckles. Finn began pressing down on the centre of his tongue gently, drawing tiny circles with the tips of his fingers. He shook with a slight surprised laughter when Reg outwardly moaned, pulling back.

''Don't, you'll get me hard.''

''Jesus,'' Leo groaned.

''Sorry, baby, I know you're trying to sleep.''

''Don't worry, baby, he can't be that mad if he's the one getting hard,'' Lo said nonchalantly without glancing up from his book.

''Am not.''

''Then we've gotta buy a new sofa 'cause I've got a spring pressing into my tailbone.''

Leo mumbled something that sounded like ''fucking attitude'' before hiding his face in Logan's neck completely.

Reg and Finn had been cackling at their interaction, leaning into each other, shaking.

''Okay, baby, no pressing, promise.''

Within half an hour, all three boys were asleep when Logan finally closed his book. He placed it on the floor as quietly and slowly as possible, trying not to jostle Leo too much - he'd fallen asleep with his arms around Lo's chest, head resting against the back of the sofa. Lo let his spine relax, bones melting into the curves of Leo's body as he fell asleep alongside them.

Reg's phone ringing was what woke them in the end, it was just after noon judging by Reg's bleary glance at the clock before he answered.

''Hello?'' his voice was sleep-addled even to his own ears.

''Sorry for waking you, kid. Me and Siri just wanted to know if you wanted to watch the Hufflepuff V Slytherin game with us tonight?" At Reg's soft hum, he chuckled before continuing, "I'll give you a few minutes to wake up, just text us. Feel free to bring your boys with you if you are.'' At Reg's grumble of affirmation, Loops laughed, the sound tinny over the phone. ''Alright, see you, Regie.''

''Mmm see you Loops.''

''Loops? What'd he want?'' Finn grumbled from next to him.

''Wants to know if we wanna watch the game tonight with them.''

''I'm down, love a good hockey night,'' came Lo's mumble, muffled from the skin of Leo's bicep.

''Mhm,'' Leo hummed approvingly at the idea.

''Harzy?'' Reg questioned.

''Sure thing, means we can wear those clothes you were complaining don't smell like us anymore,'' he laughed sleepily.

Reg stuck his tongue out at him before shooting a quick text to Loops to expect all four of them and to text him the time.

"Loops says be there around 6 so we've got like 4 and a bit hours before we need to leave," Reg informed from his place still on Finn's chest. He cuddled further into him, bending his knee, drawing his leg to sling over his hips. He stopped when Finn groaned as his thigh settled over his crotch, feeling his cock pressing into him.

"Have a good dream there fishcake?" Reg teased lightheartedly, sliding his tongue over the marks covering Finn's neck. "Oh my fucking god your neck!"

"Baby, I told you, it's fine."

"My brother."

"Oh fuck."

There was a short moment of silence. "I'm sure it'll be fine. I mean he was chill about all the marks before and it's not like they're on Regie. So, you know, we're not defiling his baby brother," Lo pointed out.

At the raised eyebrows he got, he changed his wording, "okay we haven't visibly defiled his baby brother."

"Can we not talk about defiling while I'm trying to get rid of a boner please?" Finn mumbled, head leaned back to rest against the cushions of the sofa.

"Can I suck you off?" Lo asked casually, making Reg choke on his spit.

Before Finn answered (because, come on, who's going to say no to having Lo's mouth around their cock?), Reg slid over Finn's lap to get off the sofa, purposefully dragging his ass over his crotch and placing a cheeky kiss to his forehead. Now stood, he watched Lo crawl to kneel between Finn's legs. Before he could bend down, Reg's hand tilted Lo's head up, letting Reg lean down to slide his tongue into his mouth. Their tongues tangled messily and audibly, the sounds from both of them making Finn let out a gutteral moan that bordered on a growl; making Reg's knees visibly shake. Lo smiled up at him when they broke apart, a matching smile spreading across Reg's lips in return as he let him go.

Walking a few paces to stand next to where Leo was sat, Reg slung a leg over his lap, straddling his slightly spread thighs.

"Hi, baby."

"Salut, princesse, sleep well?"

"Mhm, Harzy's very comfy."

"Mmm he's a great cuddler, so big and strong to snuggle up to, hm? Isn't our baby so nice to let you bruise him up like that 'n suck on his fingers?" Leo's hand ran steadily up Reg's back as he talked, slowly crumpling the fabric of his jersey as he did so, exposing Reg's heated skin to Leo's cold hands. A shiver ran through Reg, less from the cold hands and more from his words but at least he could pretend. Leo pressed into Reg's skin lightly with his blunt nails before dragging his hands back down Reg's back just as slowly, making him arch into the touch and the slight sting of it.

"So pale, skin goes all sorts of pretty colours so easily, 's addicting."

"Yeah baby, yours does the same. Bet you've got the prettiest pink scratches running down your back right now."

"He really fucking does," Finn groaned, eyes flicking between Lo's tongue swirling teasingly around the red tip of his cock and Reg's slim hips working against Leo's much larger frame.

"See, you're ruining him whether you're sucking on his neck or if you're nowhere near him. 'S probably worse that you're wearing his number, always gets him all sorts of protective and happy."

"Scratch one into my back," Reg breathed out, eyes half closed as he rocked his cock into Leo's torso, his ass grinding against Leo's own quickly thickening cock. "All three, please - 17, 10 and 1."

"Fuck," Leo groaned out long and loud as his hips jerked up into Reg's at the thought of it.

Reg let out a sound nothing short of a whine as he felt Leo's nail draw downwards into a one shape, followed swiftly by a seven. His hands were on Leo's shoulders to stabilise his shaking frame, fingers digging into his still bare skin, Leo having remained in only his boxers (minus the apron now). When Leo had done all three numbers, he went over them a few more times to darken the colour, spurred on by Reg's whine and whimpers as the skin got more and more sensitive.

"Arms up, baby, let's get this shirt off you and see how pink we got you."

Reg complied instantly, shivering as the cool air hit his hot skin.

"Ah shit, angel, I'm gonna cum," Finn bit out between clenched teeth, jaw grinding as his thighs shook, hands tugging roughly at Lo's hair as he held him on his cock; staring at the numbers on his back.

"Don't swallow," Leo demanded, eyes still staring unblinkingly into Reg's as he ground his hips up, somehow making Reg's body quake with small, barely-there movements.

Leo heard the pop of Logan pulling off the tip of Finn's spent cock and called him over.

"I want a taste of him too," Leo said in explanation before wrapping a hand lightly around Lo's neck where he now stood next to Leo, bringing his mouth towards him into a sensual kiss full of tongue. Reg heard Leo swallow Finn's cum audibly, hips jolting at the sound, making himself moan as he watched their tongues tangle.

Too engrossed in the scene before him, Reg's skin jumped under Finn's touch as he slid his palms over his waist and down to his thighs, pressing his chest against his back. He sucked the shell of Reg's ear into his mouth, grazing his teeth along it lightly before sliding his mouth down to his earlobe, sucking on it in harsh pulls that made Reg's head spin.

"One of these days I'm gonna write our numbers on you in hickies," he whispered, the cold breath on his spit-soaked skin making him tremble.

"Promise?"

"Yeah, princess, promise. Mark you up for everyone to see, everyone will know you're ours."

"Merde. Peanut was right about you and your jersey.'' Reg's breath caught as Finn nipped against the back of his neck, ''Please touch me," Reg's plea was a breath.

"I am touching you," the smile in Finn's voice was audible, "my hands are on your thighs, my chest is pressed all the way up your back, my lips are on your skin, I'm touching loads of you, darling."

One of Reg's delicate hands wrapped around one of Finn's wrists, dragging his hand across from his thigh and pressing it against the front of the boxers he'd been wearing with the jersey; making Finn's strong hand cradle his cock through the fabric.

"Touch me here."

Finn's eyes fluttered at the wave of lust that swept up his spine at Reg's beg.

''Good boy.''

Finn's breath caught in a deep groan as Reg's hips ground back into him. Their attention was brought upwards when Leo pulled away from Logan's mouth and spoke.

''Both of you, up on your knees for a second.''

From where they were both straddling Leo's hips, Reg and Finn rose, Reg needing Finn's hands on his waist to stabilise his shaky legs. Leo shuffled his body down so he was lying flat, Reg and Finn shuffling backwards along with him so they were still straddling his hips instead of his torso.

''Thank you, loves, continue,'' Leo glanced down at them with a wink before turning his attention back to Logan. ''Boxers off, now.''

If Reg felt any humour at the speed with which Lo stripped, it was hidden behind the sensation of the heel of Finn's palm pressing down onto the length of his cock. Finn chuckled low in Reg's ear as his spine arched deeply at the sensation, muscles in his thighs jumping.

''So mean,'' Reg mumbled with a small smile, hips jerking forwards into Finn's touch.

''Mean? I'm quite literally making your legs shake, I think that's very, very nice of me, don't you?''

Before Reg could respond, their attention was captured by Logan's squeak of surprise as Leo grabbed the backs of his thighs and dragged him towards the sofa.

''Sit on my face, darlin','' Leo's accent was heavy, slurring the ends of his words as he nudged Logan closer to him. Lo went to put his back to the other two but was quickly stopped by Finn.

''Can you face us, baby?''

In reply, Lo turned, hovering above Leo's face, waiting for him to touch him for a split second before he was reprimanded by Leo - ''I said sit, Tremzy. I'm not doing it for you.''

A heavy blush scattered across Lo's face; Reg would've been sympathetic towards his embarrassment if his eyes hadn't caught the way his cock hung heavy and dripping from his hips. Logan lowered his hips slowly, shivering when Leo's hands wrapped around the outsides of his thighs, fingers coming to knead at the soft, sensitive skin of his inner thighs as he held him in place. Lo's tense spine went lax as Leo's jaw began moving; gentle movements making Reg imagine the sensation of having Leo's tongue working over his own hole in the smooth, slow strokes he was treating Lo with. Finn shivered as Lo's hands reached down to keep himself upright, balancing using Leo's torso. Logan's nails were longer than Leo's and were digging sharp crescents into the ridges of Leo's stomach. The sight of his muscles jumping and flexing into the pleasurable stabs of pain made Finn's cock jump in his boxers, leaking where it was pressed into the base of Reg's spine.

He came back to his senses when Reg turned his head as far as possible to look Finn in the eyes, obvious he'd been trying to get his attention.

''Sorry, pretty, what?''

''Touch me,'' the whine Reg's voice had taken on made Finn's ears buzz.

''Lift your hips.''

Reg complied, allowing Finn to slide his boxers far enough down his hips that Reg's cock sprung out, slapping audibly against his stomach.

''Good boy for not touching yourself.''

''Want you- feels so good when it's you.''

If Reg had all his wits about him, he would've rolled his eyes at the cocky lilt Finn's voice took and would've been more careful about stroking his ego. Right now, the way Finn was humming and whispering in his ear made goosebumps run across his skin.

''Yeah? You like the way we touch you?'' Reg nodded feverishly. ''Tell us.''

''Fuck, love the way you touch me. Love that you can touch me now, want your hands on me all the time, baby.''

''Just our hands?''

''Non, tout, vous tous- fuck, all of you. Hands, mouth, cock, want all of you, love it so much.''

Lo made a displeased sound as he was pulled up slightly by his thighs so Leo could speak, ''stop being a tease and touch him, fish. I can feel how much he's shaking through my legs.''

Reg nodded in jerky movements, agreeing, ''I say we listen to peanut.''

''Leo Knut, I swear, if you don't put your mouth back on me in the next few seconds, you'll be hiding awkward boners all night,'' Lo panted out through harsh breaths, arms shaking now where his hands were still gripping Leo's torso.

''Yes, sir,'' Leo mumbled through a chuckle, pulling Lo back down and pushing his tongue deeply into his softened hole. The way Lo's eyes rolled as his eyelids slid shut was downright erotic to Reg, cock beading precum so it dripped from his tip to slide down his shaft.

''What d'you want from me, baby?'' Finn whispered into Reg's ear, hands skimming his sides, smiling as the skin beneath his palms jumped.

''Tes doigts, s'il vu plait. J'en ai besoin.''

''English, gorgeous, English.''

''Fingers, baby-,'' Reg was whimpering, biting down on his lip to try and control his shaking body.

''Shhh, sweet boy, we've got you.''

Finn reached down to wrap a hand around Reg, unsurprised that he didn't need spit as lube, the steady leaking of his cock over the past several minutes making it unnecessary. He stroked him several times, flicking his wrist on the upstroke, Reg's mouth going lax. However, after a few moments, Reg whimpered again, agitated.

''J-jaune.''

Reg took a shaky breath, remembering his request of English earlier - it wasn't needed - the three words Finn knew to a 'T' in French was 'red', 'yellow' and 'green', it had been a whole French lesson for him, one he was more than happy to sit through. Finn's hand was removed from his cock instantly, hips shuffling back so he wasn't pressed against Reg.

Lo had lifted his hips off of Leo's face, at first being pulled back down but, when he pulled against Leo's grip more insistently, he was released completely.

''What's up, angel?''

''Regie coloured.''

Leo shot up once Lo had slung his leg from the other side of Leo's head, bending at the hips so he didn't drag his legs against Reg's skin and overwhelm him - he leaned back on his hands so he wasn't in Reg's face.

''Quelle couleur?'' he whispered to Logan, who was now knelt in the space behind Leo.

''Jaune.''

Finn massaged Reg's shoulders for a few more moments, trying to walk the tightrope between grounding him and not overwhelming him.

''What's wrong, sweet boy?'' Finn questioned when Reg's shaking had slowed slightly.

''Hurts- thought you were gonna stop teasing.''

''You asked for my fingers, lovely, I-'' Finn winced, face grimacing with guilt as he realised, ''Oh darling, I'm sorry I thought you meant you wanted my hand.''

With a light shake of his head, Reg explained, ''feel empty, made it hurt more.''

''Do you still want Harzy's fingers, sweetheart?'' Lo asked gently.

''Yes, please.''

Leo nodded, ''okay, Harz is gonna help you lift your hips so I can go get the lube, sound good?''

''Yeah,'' Reg's voice was a small whisper. '''M sorry for scaring you.''

''No, baby, it's what the colours are for.'' Finn assured him, shuffling a bit closer to him now he was calm to hug him from behind, thankful when Reg relaxed back into his hold. "Have you done anything like this before?"

"Few times by myself but that's it."

"With your fingers?"

"Oui," Reg's breaths were more stable now, deep and filling as he leaned his head into Finn's neck as he cuddled him. Lo sidled up in front of him, careful to not apply accidental friction to Reg's cock as he brushed his lips along the exposed expanse of his neck. He sucked small bruises into the hollow of his throat, moving side to side until he had a necklace of faint pink marks along the base of his neck, some travelling to reach his collarbone.

"Your lips are so soft," he mumbled quietly, winding a gentle hand into Logan's soft brown curls.

"Lip balm's the only thing he's willing to splurge on," Finn mumbled, chin resting on Reg's shoulder.

"Apart from ridiculously-sized bathtubs?"

Finn and Lo snorted, their giggles making Reg laugh too, eyes still serenely closed.

"Smiles," Leo observed as he came back downstairs, "much better."

He pressed a kiss to Lo's temple as he stood next to the trio, passing Finn the lube, gripping his chin lightly between two fingers, making him look at him. Reg's shut eyes meant he couldn't see Leo mouthing to him.

"Okay?"

A soft nod was returned, Finn leaning slightly into Leo's hand, pressing a kiss to his wrist. After brushing a kiss to his forehead and then his lips, he nuzzled his nose into the crown of Reg's head, kissing the soft curls there.

Finn felt Lo's hands skim across his, still resting on Reg's hips, stroking over the bones of them. He gripped Reg's waist as he rose on his knees so him and Reg were face-to-face, kissing up his neck to his chin and his cheek. He bumped their noses together but didn't lean in to kiss him, leaving them both breathing in each others space but lips still too far to kiss.

"Lo," Reg whined, eyes flicking up to his.

"Yes, darling?"

"Kiss."

"I'm not stopping you."

With that, Reg wrapped a hand around the back of Lo's neck fingers tugging on the soft hair as he pulled him so he fell into Reg's front; Finn laughing when it sent Reg colliding harshly into his chest.

"I've got both of you falling for me, I must be doing something right," Finn aimed for cool humour but his voice lost its joking lilt as the two boys leant against his chest shared wet, messy kisses. They were almost desperate for it, breathing in sharp breaths as they parted for less than a second before reconnecting their lips, hands scrabbling at each other's sides to pull them closer.

"Jesus," Leo mumbled before mirroring Finn's knelt stance behind Logan. "Am I good to fuck you like this so you can keep kissing Regie?"

Lo reluctantly pulled his lips from Reg's to answer, voice breaking when Reg occupied himself with placing deep kisses and nips to the side of Lo's neck.

"Ou-oui."

"Okay, I'm gonna open you up a bit more first, lovely," Le muttered into the skin of Lo's shoulder.

"Non, don't need it, please, baby."

In reply, Leo lubed up two fingers quickly, pushing them inside Lo together. The stretch was notable but not too much to be painful, Lo's eyes fluttering closed at the sensation, hand on the back of Reg's head, keeping him pressed close to the sweet spot he'd found on his neck.

"Want to change your mind?"

"Just till I can take three, still wanna feel it."

"'Course, darlin', just relax for me, I'll make you feel good."

"Always do," Lo panted out, nuzzling his nose briefly into Leo's jaw.

Reg always forgot how mushy Lo could be; it made him smile into the dark mark he'd made on Logan's collarbone. Leo had the same thought as he pressed a light kiss on Lo's parted lips. He felt the slight rock of Lo's hips in time with Leo's fingers, reminding him of Finn behind him who'd been steadily stroking his hips, waiting. To get his attention back, he wiggled his hips playfully, trying to hide his smirk as Finn squeezed him back lightly.

"Can I have the lube, my love?"

Leo chucked it in an arch over both Reg and Lo's heads with a smirk, Finn catching it one-handed. He coated two fingers, stroking over his hole a few times to get him used to the sensation.

"Relax for me, pretty. Colour?"

''Vert, please.''

Lo urged Reg's head away from his neck and towards his face, capturing his lips in slow kisses to drag his attention away from the tension in his muscles. When he felt him relax under his touch, Finn pressed the tip of his forefinger inside of him, pushing slowly, careful to take note of resistance. He let him get used to having something inside him, only continuing to press his finger in when Reg began nudging his hips back into his touch.

''I know what I'm doing, baby, let me take care of you.'' Finn's words made Reg moan into Lo's mouth, making him chuckle lightly - ''Of course you like that.''

''There's a reason his nickname's 'princess','' Leo chuckled, grinning cheekily at Reg's attempt to shoot him a heatless glare.

Reg groaned deeply when he felt Finn's last knuckle press into him; he held it there as he adjusted, trying not to groan at the feeling of his walls pressing down so tightly around him. The whimper from Reg when Finn began pumping his finger in and out made Lo squeeze down on Leo.

''Okay, okay, Knutty, c'mon.''

''So impatient, baby.''

Wordlessly passing the lube back over to Leo before Lo got too impatient, Finn felt Reg beginning to tighten up around him. Flattening his palm, he smoothed his hand across the muscles of his torso, heat helping loosen the tense skin there.

''I've got you, princess, relax. You feel so good around my fingers, can already imagine how nicely you'd squeeze my cock.'' He was proud when he felt the muscles below his hand jump and shake.

''Be so good for you, promise,'' Reg panted out between whimpers as he heard the click of the cap on the lube and more of it get drizzled onto Finn's fingers as it was passed back.

''Yeah? Be our good boy? Bet you'd take us so well, have you begging for us to fill you up just by touching you,'' he could feel the tension melting from Reg's muscles with every sentence, allowing him to move his fingers more easily inside him.

''Fuck, Leo,'' came Logan's whispered gasp - Leo wasn't fairing too much better, grip on Lo's hips white as the muscles in his shoulders shifted with him trying not to thrust deeply into the heat of Lo squeezing around him. Through gritted teeth, Leo's groan was broken up and gravelly as he tucked his head into Lo's shoulder, trying to hold himself together. Somehow, Lo managed a cocky laugh through his shaking breaths.

''How many times have we done this, baby?''

''Still feels as good as the first time. Shit, you're such a brat,'' he muttered with eyes closed as Lo purposefully tightened around him.

''Gonna cum, honey?''

Leo laughed breathily, ''you're joking but I actually might.''

Humming lowly as Leo bottomed out, Lo leaned back into him, careful not to shuffle his hips too much.

''They're really pretty together, huh?''

''Jesus, Lo, why the fuck do you think my eyes are closed.''

''There you go, baby. Fuck, you're taking me so well,'' Finn muttered, almost to himself as he watched his second finger slip inside Reg. ''That feel good for you, sweetheart?''

Reg couldn't respond, his mouth lax as he felt boneless, his shaking oddly being the only thing grounding him as he nodded - his hand gripping at the palm Finn still had pressed to his stomach as he bottomed out.

''Please,'' Reg whimpered.

''Merde, stay still for a second, love,'' Leo mumbled before edging his hips so the base of his cock slid out of Lo's hole. Before Lo could protest, he felt Leo's right hand brush against the back of his thigh; the realisation making him laugh.

''Regie, darling, you're really testing peanut's willpower here...keep making those pretty noises,'' Lo mumbled, pressing a chaste kiss to the pink edge of Reg's cheekbone.

''Fucking connard,'' Leo muttered, hand still gripping the base of his cock so he wouldn't cum.

''You could be if you had a bit more self control,'' Lo sassed him back.

''The fact you aren't full of cum already makes me a stronger man than most.'' At Lo's uncontrollable clench around him at the many memories of both Leo and Finn doing just that, Leo raised an eyebrow, ''I almost forgot - no matter how much sass you give, you'll always be our little cumslut. Won't you, angel?'' After a few seconds of silence, Leo continued, ''that wasn't a rhetorical question.''

''Oui, je suis, je suis pour vous. Can you fuck me now, please?''

Lo's eyes flew open wide as Leo thrust back into him in one hard jab, simultaneously pulling his hips back into him as he did - Logan's answering groan was loud and long, grateful at the sensation after being full for so long without friction. The fabric of the sofa strained under Logan's harsh grip as Leo's hips pumped into him with a steady, deep pace.

Seemingly following Leo's suit, Finn's fingers were now pumping regularly in and out of Reg, with less force than Leo's thrusts but still going knuckle-deep within him every time. A shaky hand cupped the back of Lo's neck, clammy with sweat as his head dropped forwards to rest on Reg's shoulder, nose tucked into his neck as he moaned hotly into the skin of his collarbone. The two boys were knelt so closely to each other that their knees brushed as Lo's body was jerked forwards slightly with every thrust; their shoulders now resting together as Reg's head dropped forward to mirror Lo's, his back arching his ass back into Finn's hand.

''Fuck, darling, I haven't even touched your prostate yet and you're milking my fingers so well.''

''That's- oh god- that's what made Lo- ah-'' Reg couldn't force the rest of his sentence out between his gasps, thankfully Leo was kind enough to supply the answer.

''The spot that made Lo fall apart on his cock the other day?''

At Reg's nod, he continued once again, ''yeah, baby. You want Harzy to make you fall apart, princess?''

Finn soothed Reg's mumbled out pleas with a soft shush - ''what princess wants, princess gets.''

After a few more focused strokes of his fingers, Finn groaned at the immediate tightness that surrounded them as Reg's back bowed into a graceful arch. Lo's eyes visibly rolled back into his head as Reg instinctually sank his teeth into the muscle of his shoulder.

''Baby,'' Lo's hand shot out to dig his nails into the back of Leo's hand.

''Let go whenever, sweetheart, I'm so close.''

Teetering on the edge, Lo finally came when a delicate hand wrapped around his cock, just below the tip, pumping him a few times with a soft palm. Hips jerking into the sensation, his cum covered Reg's hand in ribbons as he panted brokenly into his ear.

When Lo whimpered at the slight oversensitivity, Leo was quick to reassure him - ''I'm right there, baby, I promise. I'm-''

Leo flattened himself against Lo's back as he ground his hips into him to ride out his high, sweat sticking their bodies together as he came down.

''Going to cum for me, sweetheart? I can feel you getting close," Finn prompted.

''Oui- 'S right there.''

Leaning forward, Finn braced a hand against the sofa, lips brushing the hair behind Reg's ear. ''C'mon, fall apart for us, pretty.''

''Oh my god,'' Reg writhed against where he was tucked against Lo's front, trembling as he came untouched; Finn stroking the pads of his fingers gently over the sensitive bundle of nerves until his trembles turned to twitches. Easing his fingers out carefully, Finn's hand dropped immediately to his own cock, jerking himself quickly. His orgasm was right there, so close from being hard for so long and watching his loves cum.

''On me,'' Reg mumbled out, quiet but audible to Finn's senses on overdrive.

Without question, Finn complied, covering the swell of Reg's ass in thick ropes of cum, groaning around his clenched jaw. He rested his head between Reg's shoulder blades as he panted to catch his breath, aftershocks rocketing through him.

"Feel like mush," Reg mumbled into Lo's shoulder.

"I've set an alarm for 5, nap time after we clean up," Leo said, still slightly out of breath but able to speak in something louder than a grumble.

He nudged a few wipes towards Finn after letting him rest a few more seconds then started cleaning up the cum and lube from Lo's thighs shushing him softly as his muscles trembled slightly. Reg whined unconsciously when he felt the brush of the wipe across his skin, wiping away the lube and Finn's cum. When the wipes were thrown into the small waste bin in the corner, he hummed as Finn pressed himself along the length of his back again, cuddling into him with a small sigh.

"Feeling okay, sweetheart?"

"Mhm, thank you for doing that."

"Making you cum or cleaning you up," he felt Finn's smile against him. Reg swatted his hair lightly.

"Both."

"You're more than welcome, my love. C'mon, up to bed before we all fall asleep in a pile here."

Logan was first in bed, cuddling up immediately under the sheets by the wall; Finn snuggling into his back behind him with a happy hum at his warmth. Leo placed a soft kiss between Finn's shoulder blades before lying next to him on his back, waiting for Reg to finish in the bathroom.

Padding into the bedroom a few minutes later, Reg spotted a soft-looking sweater on the floor.

"Can I-"

"Of course you can, mon amour. Come cuddle, I'm getting withdrawals here," Leo grumbled, arms open with a pout.

Shrugging the sweater on, he hid his smile in the neckline of it, crawling on top of Leo and into the circle of his arms. Resting his head in the hollow of his throat, Reg hummed contentedly as Leo's hands stroked down his spine.

"Alarm set?" Reg slurred sleepily.

"Yeah, we'll wake up with loads of time to spare, don't worry. Sleep, baby."

Just as Leo was almost falling asleep, he felt one of Reg's hands move from being tucked around his shoulders to his side, nudging gently. He just about heard him mumble 'turn' through his tired haze. Complying without a second thought, Leo rolled himself on his side, bringing Reg with him, towards where Finn and Lo were snuggled already fast alseep, Reg pressed comfortably between Leo's chest and Finn's back.

He assumed that was what Reg had wanted when he nuzzled into his chest as his breathing evened out again.

The alarm rudely woke the boys from their deep sleeps, all four grumbling as a hand from who knows who manages to hit the snooze.

"Love Loops and Cap but really don't wanna get up," Leo mumbled into Reg's hair as if trying to hide from the fact they had to get up and moving soon.

After grumbling in agreement, Lo shuffled in Finn's grip slightly, "I say we blame Fish for being so snuggly and comfy."

"If I was a stronger man, I'd stop cuddling you for that comment."

"But you're not," Lo placed a soft kiss to the skin of Finn's chest with a smile.

"I'm definitely not." Finn wrapped his arms tighter around him, making him let out a deep breath.

Leo let out a poorly stifled laugh, "Regie's already back asleep."

The other two boys chuckled in response as Finn lay on his back, pulling Lo with him so he was still cuddled against his side. It seemed as though Reg had woken slightly at the loud sound then dozed back off as soon as it had stopped, too warm to process the fact they had to get up.

Shaking him gently, Leo scattered soft kisses over his face.

"C'mon, princess, time to wake up." A sleepy shake of his head. "Yes, baby. We have to figure out how to hide all your hickies from your brother."

That woke him up.

After the initial shock had wore off, Reg realised that - with the amount of hickies and scratches his brother and Loops had walked around the lockeroom with over the past few months alone - he could sit in his house with his family and his boyfriends with a few on his neck.

"Connard, scared the shit out of me," Reg slumped back down, purposefully turning his back to Leo and snuggling into Finn's other side in a fake display of annoyance.

"If you're so unbothered about them, maybe I can give you a few more," Leo mumbled, already brushing his lips over the unmarked skin at the back of Reg's neck. He almost laughed at Reg visibly trying not to lean back into the touch, stubborn pout on his lips wavering slightly. Amused, Finn swept a hand up from the base of the back of Reg's neck, lifting the longer strands to give Leo more room to kiss. "Angel, show me your shoulder for a second, I wanna give Regie a matching bite to the one he gave you."

"I didn't- nevermind," he tried to hide his aggressive blush in Finn's chest as he remembered.

With a grin, Lo leaned up on one elbow, one hand resting on Finn's torso, nails raking lightly across his abs. Angling his shoulder towards Leo almost proudly, Lo smiled down as Reg's eyes widened at how purple and clear the mark was.

"We need to hide that from Siri," Reg mumbled, sounding mortified but looking enthralled in how prominently he'd managed to mark Lo's skin.

"Oh I really wanna call him 'Siri' just to see what he says but I also don't wanna die," Finn cackled at the thought.

"He would absolutely make you do a few extra drills on principle," Reg smiled up at him. He was swiftly distracted as he felt Leo's slightly chapped but soft lips brush against his shoulder, mirroring where Lo's mark was.

"Can I, baby?"

"Bite or make a mark?" Reg questioned, breaths coming slightly heavier now.

"Which are you okay with?" Leo pressed soft, barely there kisses as he spoke.

"Both, just wanted to know."

He felt a soft brush of warm air across his shoulder in reply, Leo saying nothing more before stroking his tongue across his skin, sucking lightly at first. Reg felt the way his jaw opened more as he moved his mouth closer again. His brain registered the scrape of his bottom teeth before he felt his top teeth dig into his skin. He sucked harshly now, soothing his tongue over the skin every time he dug his teeth in more. Pulling away, Reg wanted to swat at him with how smug he looked as he spoke.

"And that's all we have time for, folks."

"As hot as this is, question: what does 'connarr' mean? I always thought it was like an endearing thing 'cause Lo always calls me it with a smile.... I'm starting to think it isn't though from the way you're all laughing," Finn said, removing his arms from where he'd cuddled them around both Lo and Reg to fold them over his chest with a pout.

"Technically, it counts as a term of endearment if I love you as I call you an asshole." Lo asked with a cheeky sparkle in his eye.

"You've been calling me an asshole this whole time?! Welcome to Watch Mojo and today we're counting down the top 10 biggest fucking betrayals by Finn O'Hara's lovers that his sweet, sweet heart doesn't deserve."

Reg had lost it at Lo's teasing so to say he was crying with laughter by now would've been an understatement, leaning into Finn's side and shaking with silent laughter. Leo wasn't much better, trying to comfortingly lean over to kiss Finn's cheek but failing to do so through his bright smile.

"Connarrs the lot of you," Finn mumbled through a smile, his statement being severely downplayed by the smile and the way he tilted his cheek towards Leo's kiss.

"Right, up and shower time, we need to stop by the shop to grab some snacks for tonight so we gotta get moving," Leo stated without room for argument, giving Reg, who he was still leaning over to reach Finn, a pointed look when he started grumbling.

"That statement definitely comes in at least 5th place on Fishcake's betrayal list," he mumbled, quickly pecking Leo on the cheek and rushing to the bathroom, trying to dodge the swat to the ass that was coming his way.

(He didn't move quick enough and yelped at the impact playfully before running out the doorway, quickly followed by Leo. Meanwhile, Finn and Lo started getting out of bed at the pace of a normal human being, shaking their heads and laughing.)

Slumping sluggishly into the bathroom hand in hand, Finn and Lo's jaws both dropped open almost comically as Leo had Reg pinned to the glass of the shower; water inside running to warm at the very least. Hands roaming across his body, Leo was very obviously admiring Reg (now sweaterless), judging from the deep flush as he tried avoiding contact with the dilated ice blue eyes that were trying to catch his as he mumbled praises under his breath.

"Already? Seriously Knutty?" Finn huffed an incredulous laugh.

"What's the point in being dubbed the horny teen of the group if you can't act on it?" he shrugged unapologetically. "Besides, I can't be blamed for wanting to admire my boys, I mean look at him." His attention turned once more to the boy beneath his hands, thumbs rubbing into his hips.

"Trust me, baby, we are," Lo mumbled, eyes wide.

"What happened to not having enough time to do anything?" Finn undressed as he spoke, flicking a hand under the water to make sure it was warm, Lo following suit.

Leaning his forearm on the glass above Reg's head, Leo captured Reg's lips in a bruising kiss that made him gasp; pulling his hips up and into his own using a large hand on his waist, squeezing gently before stepping back and taking off his boxers.

"Who said we were doing anything?"

The absolutely crest-fallen look on Reg's face was met with a cheeky smirk from his blue-eyed counterpart as he stepped under the water with Finn and Lo.

"Coming, pretty?"

With a look of disbelief, Reg raised an eyebrow at him as he stepped out of his boxers, getting into the shower, unable to suppress his smile at how proud Leo looked of himself.

"Connard."

The three boys chuckled at that, Lo slightly distracted by the bob of Reg's half-hard cock as he wet his hair under the spray of one of the shower heads. They showered quickly, pressing playful kisses to each others wet skin as they brainstormed what snacks they were going to buy for the evening ahead.

"We need to grab Regie's lollipops too. We can just leave the tub in the car overnight," Lo said, head tilting as Finn pressed a kiss behind his ear, smoothing the soapy sponge across his back.

"Overnight? You're staying?"

"I thought that was part of the point of us going over. Are-is that not alright?" Finn's voice wavered, hurt showing slightly on his face.

"Non, god no, it's- I just didn't know you'd want to. Of course it's alright," Reg turned towards the spray, hiding his shy smile in it.

"So, sweets overnight in the car, us overnight in Regie's bed, I'm loving tonight already," Leo placed a reassuring kiss to the back of Reg's neck, pulling him into his chest.



"Don't wear anything too warm, Loops and the thermostat are soulmates. You could be naked in the middle of a snowstorm and you'd be sweating as long as Loops controls the heating," Reg laughed as they all dried themselves off.

Heeding his advice, they all threw on sweats with a variety of tanks and t-shirts. Leo grabbed grey sweatpants, throwing a smile to Finn as he groaned - "at least he's putting boxers on this time," Lo hummed with a smile - and a black tank, grabbing a zip-up hoodie for when they're walking around the supermarket. Reg went all black, a pair of Finn's loose sweatpants that rested low on his hips and a tight black short sleeved shirt, hair curling softly around his ears. Following suit, Lo wore the same except he wore his own black sweats and a black tank, raking a wide-tooth comb through his damp curls. Finn being Finn, he wanted some brighter colours in his outfit, going with pale blue sweats and a white tank that hugged the muscles of his stomach and chest.

"Fucking christ," Reg mumbled as his eyes caught the stretch of Finn's muscles in his arms and his abdomen in the mirror as he ran his fingers through his hair. Clocking his eyeline in the mirrored surface, Finn smirked, winking as he playfully flexed his arms. He looked almost surprised at the intent way Reg's eyes tracked the shift, pupils dilating as he did.

"Jesus, c'mon before we don't leave the bedroom," Lo mumbled, shifting the waistband of his sweats slightly.

Piling into the car, Reg driving and Finn in shotgun, they sang along to the radio as they drove to the store, Leo shooting Loops a text that they were doing some shopping then we're going to be headed over.

They entered the store surprised to see it almost empty, probably because of the game on soon - Finn grabbed a basket as they did, following Lo's beeline towards the sweet aisles.

"Ooo Loops loves these," Reg said, jogging to grab a packet of chocolate-covered toffee from the shelf. He smiled widely when Lo walked over with a tub of Reg's favourite lollipops not the usual tub of loads of different types that he'd usually gotten. "Where have they been hiding?"

"I have no clue how we've never seen these but," he shook the tub, "happy game day, baby," Lo smiled back, having to stop himself from pressing a kiss to Reg's gleeful grin.

"I just got beers instead of the hardcore stuff, figured there'd be enough at Cap's if we end up wanting some," Leo walked over with two 20 packs.

"Shit we should've got a cart. Lemme go grab one," Reg said, chucking the packet of chocolates into the basket. He was stopped by Leo shrugging.

"I got 'em, darlin'."

"Cocky shit," he mumbled under his breath at Leo's smirk.

Lo gathered some other bits: a bottle of coke to mix some of the stronger stuff with, red bulls, pop tarts (god knows Sirius' love for them), jolly ranchers for Finn and himself and Ritz crackers for Leo (he'd never watched a game without eating at least 1/4 of a pack ever).

"Can I grab another tub of my lollipops to keep at my place?"

"'Course, sweetheart, don't have to ask. Get a hundred if you want," Finn said, nudging him in the direction Lo had come from with the first box.

"Coach would murder me with a skate blade," he chuckled.

Reg practically skipped over to the check out where the boys had started scanning the stuff through.

"We've gotta up our game, can't have a tub of sweets making you smile more than we do," Lo said with a dramatic pout.

"Never, angel."

On their way out, bags in hand, Reg shot his brother a text to expect them soon, naturally about 15 minutes early - Leo Knut would never be anything less.



Reg fumbled with his keys at the door, swinging it open and walking straight through the foyer towards the kitchen. Leo almost dropped the cases of beer when Reg and Lo stopped dead at the doorway, Reg immediately turning away with a grimace.

"Seriously?!"

Cap's head swivelled towards the door in a snap, groaning and hiding his face in Loops' neck when he saw Reg's hand over his eyes, mumbling about 'being scarred for life' dramatically. Sirius was between Remus' legs, who was perched up on the counter, ankles hooked around Sirius' waist to pull his hips into him, hands having raked long pink lines into his back as he attacked his neck. Panting still, Re said hi, trying not to laugh at how mortified his fiancé was.

Sirius composed himself then turned around again, pulling his shirt down properly.

"In our defence, you weren't supposed to be here for another," he glanced at the clock, "20 minutes."

"We're travelling with Leo Knut, that basically means to expect us to be here at least 10 minutes early at worst," Reg laughed, walking in properly and putting the bags on the counter as Loops hopped down to hug them all.

"Told 'ya," Re singsonged, laughing when Sirius stuck his tongue out in response from where he bro-hugged Finn.

"Game starts in 30, what goodies did yous bring?" Sirius clapped his hands together excitedly.

"I swear it's like you sniff these fuckers out," Lo grumbled, rustling in one of the bags to throw him the box of pop tarts.

"Anyone ever told you you're an angel, Tremzy?"

His three boyfriends laughed at that, Sirius not knowing how right he was.

"Thousands of times, Cap. We got beer, red bulls, figured you'd have enough of the heavy stuff. Oh Loops, Regie grabbed you these." Remus caught the bag with a smile, raising an eyebrow at Reg who just shrugged - "you eat enough of 'em, figured they gotta be a favourite."

"Thanks, Regie. What drinks does everyone wanna start with, just straight beers?"

A chorus of 'yeah's had Leo cracking open a case, passing 6 out to Remus before putting the rest and the other case in the fridge as they all corralled into the living room. Remus flicked on all the pregame stuff as they settled into the frankly unnecessary amount of sofa space Sirius' living room had. Remus' touch on the place was obvious to anyone who had seen it before they got together - it had gone from what looked like an advertisement house to a home, pictures and plants making it more cosy, even the piles of CDs on the bookcase in the corner made it seem more like a place where people actually lived. For some reason, the place had an abundance of soft blankets (absolutely stemming from Re's habit of doing what Cap called 'hermiting') despite the place being a damn desert it was so toasty.

What was even more strange was the fact that, without fail, everyone who sat ended up cuddled under a blanket at some point in the evening.

Marls was on screen interviewing some of the hufflepuff players - it was almost comical how much she was struggling not to show her frustration on her face at the lack of any interesting answers she was getting. The boys cracked up when Reg made a comment about how Marls wouldn't hesitate to give them a hard time for purposefully giving her shitty remarks she could barely use.

Re and Sirius snuggled down into the corner, Sirius leaning against the arm, stretching his legs out along the sofa with Remus' back to his chest, knees bent and leaning against the back of the sofa. Sirius had his beer resting against Re's hip, his other arm wrapped around his torso, slipping under his shirt to rest his palm against his abs, fingers stroking the skin absentmindedly. On the perpendicular sofa, the cubs all sat, Leo sat normally (for once) legs spread, beer resting on his thigh as Finn slung his legs over one of Leo's spread ones; cuddling into his side when Leo wrapped an arm around his shoulder. Against the other arm, Lo sat, arms spread towards Reg.

Almost awkwardly, Reg mumbled something about grabbing a lollipop before nearly jogging to the kitchen.

Re sent a quizzical look to the three boys opposite him, even more confused when he got three equally as confused looks in return.

Realising, Re shuffled to turn and look at Sirius behind him, "it's you."

"Quoi? I haven't done anything," Cap defended himself, hands up in surrender.

"Non, baby, I know," Re laughed at his bewildered look.

"Oh, the whole awkward about cuddling his boyfriends in front of his brother thing," Lo said, eyes wide.

"I mean he's never done it before, it's not like affection was really a thing when we were growing up. I was the same with Re when we first got together," Sirius explained, sipping his beer.

The four of them fully understood at the same time, all of them looking sad at the realisation then just pensive about it. Reg walked in then with a lollipop in his mouth, hesitating before sitting down next to Lo, not cuddling into him, just sitting, one leg crossed underneath him, the other bent at the knee. After a brief battle with himself, Lo sat up properly, leaning forwards and gently pulling on the stick between his teeth until it slipped out from between his lips. He glanced up to make eye contact with Reg before looking down at his lips, leaning in to press a soft kiss to them. He heard Reg's breath catch in his throat as he leaned back away from him, it was a few millimetres but it was noticeable - Lo could feel Leo and Finn's worried stares on the side of their faces.

Reg's own battle with himself was visible, his eyes flicking over Lo's shoulder to Sirius before flicking back to Lo's. His head leaned forward minutely, hesitating once more then leaning forward properly to softly press his lips against Lo's. The silence in the room was audible, it seemed that even the TV had gone quiet. There was a soft sound made from their kiss as they broke apart, the two sharing another small kiss before Lo slipped Reg's lolly back between his lips.

"Cuddle me, baby," Lo nuzzled his nose into the skin of Reg's cheek, pulling away when he nodded slightly. Settling back into the arm, Lo opened his arms to Reg once again, smiling into his hair when he rested on his side on Lo's chest. They weren't lying down per se, just slightly leaned back against the sofa, their feet both resting in Finn's lap as he lay a hand over their ankles.

Sirius bought the attention away from his brother by starting talks about Christmas, answering Leo's questions about how excited Jules was to come to Gryff for the holidays with a smile.

"Jules almost died the other day. He facetimed me to show me that the jersey Reg sent him got there, he was so excited. Then," Re broke off with a laugh at the memory, "this one walks in," he nodded his head at Cap, "and Jules dives out of shot like he was on fire. Almost gives my ma a heart attack in the process because he didn't want to offend him."

Lo grinned, both at the story and at Reg's unfiltered endearing laughter.

"Can't let it slip he's got a favourite brother," Reg teased, voice slightly muffled around his lollipop.

"You're lucky. I get one half of the Lupin family tree, you get the other."

"Oh I'm sure that was what my parents were going for when they had two of us, gotta be able to divvy us up between the Black brothers."

The whole room's attention moved to the TV when Greyback's voice echoed from it.

"I'm gonna grab my sweets, want a pop tart, baby?" Re stood, turning towards Sirius.

"Please, babe. Warm if you don't mind," he smiled up at him.

"Of course, of course," Re leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead, rolling his eyes jokingly.

Sirius watched as Re left the room, sipping on his beer before muting the TV with a glare at Greyback's face.

"He okay?" Finn asked with a worried glance at the doorway Re had disappeared through.

"Yeah, he just can't, you know-" Sirius gestured to the TV offhandedly.

"Sit and watch him talk hockey like he's not a disgrace to the sport?" Leo supplied.

He huffed a laugh in response, "yeah, pretty much."

When the TV flicked to the commentators running through recent stuff, he unmuted it - if the boys noticed that Re walked in seconds after it was unmuted, they didn't say anything. All four subtly smiling when Re walked in with two slightly steaming poptarts on a plate and his bag of chocolates.

"Thank you, gorgeous."

Re slumped back into Sirius, pressing a kiss to the arm that he wrapped back around him.

Suddenly, Reg shot up.

"Almost forgot, hold this, I'll be right back." Jogging out the room after passing Leo his sweet, he grabbed their bag of chargers and toothbrushes before heading up to his room on the third floor. Slinging the bag on his bed, he grimaced at the shit storm that his room was, quickly grabbing dirty clothes off the floor and throwing old wrappers in the bin. Opening a drawer, he shuffled through, picking out an old t-shirt of Leo's; a hoodie of Finn's and a pair of Lo's sweatpants. Carrying them downstairs he walked sheepishly into the living room, giving the three boys their respective clothes.

"If you would be so kind," he mustered up the most pleading eyes he could manage, pairing it with a soft smile.

"I thought I was supposed to dress light because of Loops' obsession with heating," Finn questioned, raising an eyebrow at the hoodie.

''Forgive me for wanting to be warm,'' came Re's offended reply around his chewing.

"I have a pair of your shorts you can change into if you want."

"Christ, do you three have any clothes left?" Sirius laughed, Remus hiding in his shoulder, laugh still audible despite it.

"Don't need 'em at home, not really any point," Finn smirked, bringing his arms up to shield himself when Reg reached to thwack him on his head. Reg yelped when Finn grabbed his hips, dragging him onto the sofa and tickling him in retaliation. Lo helped, playfully wrapping his arms around Reg's waist and holding him still as Finn tickled him, all six of them laughing at Reg's desperate attempt to get away, struggling more because of his breathlessness from laughing.

"Okay, okay," he gasped, "I surrender."

Finn stopped his merciless teasing, still laughing and smiling down at Reg giggling. Their attention was brought away from each other by Leo chuckling lowly through a sip of his beer, "you two look like proud parents over there."

"Yeah, yeah, Knutty. You're one to talk."

"Mmm, sorry, Knut. He's got a point, you're looking very doe-eyed over there," Re laughed around a toffee.

For something to do to distract himself from his flush, Leo rolled his eyes at the two, flipping them the bird quickly before pulling his tank over his head and slipping on the shirt Reg had given him.

Standing up again, Reg grabbed Leo's tank. "I'll take it upstairs for you, babe, I'm grabbing Fish's shorts anyways."

"I'm not getting this back tomorrow, am I?" Leo asked with a smirk up at Reg.

He pondered over it for a second, shrugging, "you haven't been wearing it for long, you'll have it back in a week or so." At Leo's barked laugh and raised eyebrow at the sass, Reg smiled, leaning down to brush a kiss to his hair.

"I'll come with you, baby, wanna see what else you've stolen - I thought this hoodie was in the wash but apparently not," Finn laughed, wrapping an arm around Regie's waist as they walked out together.

Lo crawled into Leo's space, lying against his side as he put his beer on a coaster for him. There was a comfortable silence between the four of them before Sirius spoke up.

"I'm glad he has you lot. I haven't seen him laugh like that since- well, ever really. I owe you all for making him so happy."

Leo and Lo shook their heads instantly.

"Don't owe us anything. We love him, we'll do anything to make him happy," Lo said without missing a beat.

"Love him?" Re asked, simply curious.

Lo nodded, looking up at Leo as he nodded too.


"You're a little thief. First my heart, now my hoodies. What's next?" Finn questioned, arms wrapped around Reg's waist as they walked upstairs.

When they reached Reg's door, he turned to face him, "next, your soul," he villain-laughed before breaking out into giggles, leaning his head into Finn's neck.

"You can have that, too, baby." Finn's voice went tender, "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you, too."

Reg slipped open the door to his room, walking in and shuffling through the half-open drawer to find the shorts.

"You have a whole drawer?! Jesus, you really are a thief."

"Not my fault y'all have comfy clothes."

Wrapping his arms around his waist once again, he leaned against Reg's back, hooking his chin over his shoulder, peppering kisses along the skin that wasn't covered by the strap of his tank.

Reg stopped shuffling through the clothes with a sigh, "do you think Lo's mad?"

"What? What'd he be mad about?"

"I- You know I leaned away when," he trailed off, hanging his head, heart heavy with guilt. "It's not that I didn't want to, of course I do, I'd kiss him all day everyday if I could-"

"He knows that, lovely. He's not mad I promise. Cap explained it to us, we get it."

"What'd he say?" Reg's voice was a whisper.

"Just that affection wasn't really a thing when you were younger, 's hard to show for him too sometimes."

Turning in Finn's grip, he wrapped his arms around his neck, breathing a sigh as his muscles relaxed when Finn's arms wrapped back around his waist.

"Promise me you know I love you."

"I know you love me."

"Lolo and peanut too?"

Finn pulled away to scan his face, "they know you care about 'em, if you want them to know, tell them. Whenever you're ready, they'll be ready to hear it."

He ran his fingers over Finn's forehead, sweeping some of the red curls there to the side after they'd fallen as he bent his head down to look at Regie. "You're amazing."

"I've been told," Finn grinned at Reg's light eye roll.

"Here's your shorts," Reg pressed them into his chest with a laugh.

"How kind of you, giving me my own shorts to wear," Finn laughed.

There was a soft knock at the door before Lo's brown curls peeped around it.

"Cap told me where your room was, came to drop off my old sweats."

"I'll take them, thank you," Reg sing-songed, immediately walking to put them in his drawer.

"Wow, not even trying to hide it anymore," Lo laughed.

With an unapologetic shrug, Reg walked over to Lo and wrapped him in a hug, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck as Finn slipped out the door after brushing kisses to the tops of their heads.

"'M sorry about earlier."

"Don't have to apologise for that, love."

"You know I love kissing you right?"

Lo laughed softly, "yeah I've gathered that."

"Good." Reg leaned back to brush a deep kiss to Lo's lips, pushing him up against the door.

"Kiss me again."

Reg complied wordlessly, moulding his body into Lo's as he went boneless against the door. When Lo opened his mouth to speak again, Reg shook his head, pushing his thumb into the plush skin of his bottom lip.

"Don't ask me to kiss you again. I won't be able to say 'no' and we'll miss most of the game."

Lo laughed into Reg's hand, tangling their fingers together and guiding him out to the hallway.



Leo and Finn looked up at them as they walked in, instantly taking in their slightly swollen lips.

"Have fun?" Leo smirked, smile widening as Reg unconsciously reached a hand up to wipe some spit from the side of his mouth.

"Lolo just dropped off his sweats."

"Uh huh," Finn mumbled, sipping his beer to hide his smirk.

Thankfully, the game was starting, the players coming out onto the ice. Reg quickly jogged to the kitchen to grab Leo's crackers and the Jolly Ranchers bag before sitting back down. Gesturing his lollipop towards him, Leo smiled when Reg simply leaned forward slightly and opened his mouth, waiting for him to place it on his tongue for him in exchange for the Ritz. They pretty much sat back down where they were before except shuffling slightly to make room to balance the snacks within reach.

The game passed with moments of silence and moments of yelling at the refs and snakes (mostly snakes); screaming for the puffs when they scored and grumbling when the snakes did. In the end, thankfully, the badgers won 4-3, despite the biased calls from one ref in particular. Re and Reg headed into the kitchen, insisting on some stronger celebratory drinks for everyone. They mixed some vodka redbulls, Remus purposefully pouring a little extra redbull and less vodka into Reg and Leo's.

Carrying in four glasses for the cubs and himself, Reg passed them out, careful to ensure that Leo and himself got Re's adapted ones.

''Vodka redbulls? Essaies-tu de commencer quelque chose mon loup?'' Sirius smirked as he was passed his glass, one hand wrapping around Re's hip, to tug him innocently into his lap. The game had around fifteen minutes of overtime so it was almost half seven now.

''Just trying to spend the night cuddling with my boyfriend? Is that alright with you?'' Re said back with an eyebrow raised, mouth quirked up on one side with a slight smile. He was lying back on Sirius' chest, torso twisted to the side so he could look up at him as he spoke.

Simply smirking back, Sirius used the arm he had wrapped around Remus' shoulders to bring his head up slightly, leaning down to kiss him, hand resting against his jaw to keep it tilted up towards him.

''Ugh there's like a thousand rooms in this house, please get one,'' Reg teased with a faux-disgusted look on his face, quickly morphing it into a wide smile grin at Re's offence at being disturbed.

''I kinda figured considering you're sat there with three boyfriends, your attention wouldn't exactly be over here,'' Sirius rebutted with a matching grin, making a point of pulling Re closer into his chest.

''Considering couch makeouts are apparently out, how about a movie?'' Re mumbled, reaching to snag the remote and flick through what they had.

''Oh mon dieu!'' Lo yelled, smiling apologetically when Reg jumped so hard he almost dropped his drink, ''désolé, mon ange. Was that the new Avatar movie?''

Wordlessly, Re chuckled, scrolling back up to find the movie and press play.

''I've been wanting to watch this for ages, I love you guys,'' Lo happily cuddled down into the blankets, eyes fixated on the screen despite it still being on the opening credits.

When he'd come back in from the kitchen with the drinks, Reg had snuggled down next to Leo, Lo and Finn having shuffled closer to share their snacks. Leo remained at the arm, Reg lying with his back against his side, tilting himself to the TV as he pulled Leo's arm to wrap around his shoulder and down across his torso, Reg's own arms wrapping around it and cuddling into the warm skin. With a smile, Leo placed soft kisses to the back of Reg's neck, stopping only when he squirmed under the touch. Finn was leaned against the opposite arm, wrapping his arm around where Lo lay on his side on his chest; his other arm reaching to wrap a hand around Reg's calf, his leg in reach due to his bent knees. Reg reached down to squeeze his wrist, grabbing his attention to nod down at Lo's excitement, eyes glimmering with happiness, Finn smiling back at him as he pressed a kiss to the top of Lo's head.

Turning slightly, Reg tilted towards Leo to see why he was shuffling, reaching to help him unfold the blanket he'd grabbed and fluff it over his lap as he tugged Reg closer into him, leaning down to rest his cheek against the top of Regie's head where it leaned back against his shoulder.




''Harzy are you crying?'' Remus asked incredulously, squinting over at the boy through the dark.

''No...yes, but- the poor kid, dude.'' He sniffled lightly, necking back the rest of his drink in one go before placing it on one of the coasters behind him.

''Your fella was gone about 10 minutes ago, Loops,'' Leo pointed out with a laugh as Sirius spluttered excuses for a second before totally giving up and wiping his eyes on his sleeve.

As light chuckles scattered around the room, Reg tapped Le's arm lightly to capture his attention.

''Puis-je m'asseoir sur tes genoux, chéri?''

In reply, Leo simply smiled then tugged the blanket off his lap and lifted his arms to give him space to crawl onto it. Reg put his now empty (again) glass down and settled with his knees bent and leaning against Leo's chest as he leaned his head on his shoulder. Laying the blanket around Reg's shoulders, he draped the rest down and over his lap, easily covering almost Reg's entire body and his lower half - (Re insisted on buying unnaturally large blankets because 'what's the point in having two hockey salaries if you can't spend it on home comforts?' - they all agreed it was very Hope-esque of him).

''Comfy?''

Reg just hummed, nuzzling his nose into Leo's neck as he stroked a hand across his chest, resting it on his opposite shoulder; thumb softly drawing circles into the skin shown from the loose neckline.

A while later, an intense action scene came on - lots of loud noises, lots of scenes flicking across the screen. The beers from earlier and his new drink that he'd finished and refilled began to catch up with him, heat thrumming through him as he was gradually getting more and more aware of Leo's arm pressing against his back and the other drawing circles on the inside of his ankle. With the hand that was resting against his shoulder, Reg reached up to lightly rake his nails against the skin behind Leo's ear, dragging them down the side of his neck then back up again, repeating the motion.

Leo groaned low in his throat, inaudible to anyone that wasn't pressed as close to him as Reg was with the sound from the TV.

''Feel good?'' Reg mumbled in his ear, eyes roving over his face, noting the way the blues from the screen cast shadows along his cheekbones, softening the sharp contours of his face - he looked so peaceful as his eyes slipped shut approvingly, nodding from where his head was rested back slightly against the back of the sofa.

He leaned his head forward a fraction, shooting a glance over to his brother and Re, turning back towards Leo when their eyes were trained intently on the screen. Tilting his head so that the back of it would be in their direct line of sight if they looked over, Reg leaned into the other side of Leo's neck. Hand still scratching along the sensitive skin on one side, he flicked his tongue out to wet his lips before pressing them to the skin just below Leo's ear. Tongue darting out once again to tease the skin, Reg shivered as Leo's arm tightened around him, hand gripping his ankle properly now. When he wasn't asked to stop, Reg continued pressing light, sucking kisses to the entire expanse of his neck, getting lost in the warmth of him.

After several minutes, the movie was coming to a close, the final few scenes playing to wrap up the story. A double tap on his waist made Reg pull his lips from behind Leo's ear, glancing up at Leo's eyes, still as startlingly blue as ever despite the bonelessness of his body.

''Need to stand up soon,'' he mumbled to him in explanation.

At Reg's blank look as to why that's relevant, he seemed to debate with himself for a second before he reached under the blanket and cradled the back of one of Reg's hands in his palm. Bringing it to press against the front of his sweats, Leo tried to stifle his laugh as Reg's jaw went lax, eyes wide in realisation. His eyes flickered comically between Leo's face and the blanket, like he could see through it. After complete silence for a few seconds, Reg leaned forwards slightly to whisper, ''and they're grey.'' Leo had to stifle his laugh again by biting his lip harshly on his bottom lip, leaning down to nod and whisper back, ''they're very grey.'' Another whisper back, "we're very gay." Leo literally snorted, laugh startled out of him before he whispered back, still giggling, "you're very tipsy." An affirmative hum made Leo pull the boy into his chest, laughing into his hair.

Everyone chuckled lightly at Lo's wistful sigh when the movie credits started rolling - "enjoy it, baby?" Finn stroked a fond hand down Lo's back where he'd been lying comfortably on his chest the entire time. Nodding sleepily, Lo leaned further into Finn's chest, "c'etait si bon."

"I'm gonna guess that means 'yes'."

"I fucking love Jake Sully," Re said with a sad sigh and a pout.

"Moi aussi, he's so hot," Lo faux-whispered conspiringly to Remus from across the room, laughing when Re giggled in response with an agreeing nod. Both Sirius and Finn scoffed offendely at being replaced despite acting as a human cushion and heater for their boyfriends for the entirety of the evening.

"He's so tall," Re appeared to go doe-eyed at the thought before continuing, "Wait, if he's 10 ft tall, imagine how long-" Re yelped as he was suddenly flipped underneath Sirius, his large shoulders caging him in.

"You have a tall hot boyfriend already thank you, you will not be finishing that sentence without consequences, mon loup," Sirius leaned up and raised his voice slightly to where Lo's laughs at Remus' situation had been quickly cut off, Leo's mumbles unintelligible from his distance. "So do you, Tremz." He rolled from on top of Remus, standing and grabbing their glasses, turning to Leo as he did, pointedly trying to ignore how red all three boys' faces had gone, all of them falling quiet. "You'd think 6"3 would be enough."

Laughing with him, Leo collected all four of their glasses and followed Sirius into the kitchen, both of them grumbling together with small smiles on their faces. Just before they turned to enter the other room, those remaining in the living room heard Sirius' giggled question of "What'd you do? I've never been able to shut you lot up that fast."

There were a few seconds of silence as they all watched their boys go, Remus then slumping back into the blankets, breath coming out slightly heavier than usual.

"They're far too cocky about their heights," Finn mumbled, rubbing a hand down his face.

"It's the fucking legs I'm telling you," Re agreed, the other boys groaning at the statement.

"Time for bed then?" Reg muttered dazedly after clearing his throat.

"Yes it fucking is," Re jumped up, flicking off the TV, all of them walking through to the kitchen to drag their respective men off to bed.

They were leaned against the counters, arms folded across their chest, chatting mindlessly, only looking up when Remus began his request.

"Captain Black," he draped his arms around Sirius' neck as he leaned into his front, "take your fiancé to bed."

With a soft smile down at said fiancé, Sirius looked across to Leo with a quiet mumble of "duty calls" before wrapping his hands around the backs of Re's thighs and lifting them to wrap around his hips.

"What are you-"

"I'm taking my fiancé to bed, hush. Night Cubs," Sirius announced, leaning his head against Remus' when he hid it in his neck.

The four of them watched with endearing smiles as they ascended the stairs to their room. Once they were out of sight, Leo stepped forward, away from the counter and made a bee-line for Logan, who bit his lip in anticipation of what he was going to do. He did not expect what he got.

Leaning down swiftly, Leo's palms grabbed handfuls of Lo's ass, using it as leverage to sweep his feet from the floor. When Lo tried to wrap his legs around his waist to remain comfortably suspended in Leo's grip, Leo suddenly turned them, walking over to the free expanse of counter to their left, lying Lo down on it on his back. Leo would never admit the rush he got from the way Logan's wide, green eyes stared up at him desperately as he leaned over him. With a hand propped to the side of his head, Leo stared down at him, eyes tracing from the bumps his hipbones made in his sweats to the soft expanse of skin exposed by the riding up of his shirt to his chest heaving as he panted softly. His hand followed the path his eyes had made, skimming up his side, raking his nails wherever he knew he was sensitive until he reached the base of his throat. He dragged his nails lightly against the sides of it as his palm wrapped around the front, squeezing softly, eyes half shutting with lust as Lo's eyes rolled upwards ever so slightly. Leaning down, he brushed his lips up from Logan's chin to his bottom lip, sucking it audibly into his mouth then kissing him deeply, having no trouble reaching his torso across the entirety of the counter to press his front flush against Logan's despite the height of it.

He pulled away when Logan was panting into his mouth, unable to handle the sensations attacking his nervous system; Leo had stopped squeezing his neck when his eyes had begun to roll back - he wanted Logan to see him.

"Could he ever make you feel like I do?" Leo's voice was husky to his own ears.

Logan shook his head, mouth still hanging open as he panted.

"Mots."

"Non, non, jamais."

"You gonna stop tryna get a rise outta me and behave now?" Leo raised an eyebrow to punctuate his sentence as he leaned away slightly so their chests were no longer pressed together.

"Oui."

"Gonna be our good boy?"

"Y-yeah," Lo swallowed audibly for a moment, "yes, daddy."

"Say it."

"Gonna be your good boy."

"Go on upstairs and get ready for bed. I want you naked in whatever positon you want when I get up there understood?"

"Yes, daddy."

With a soothing brush of a kiss to his forehead, a pat to Lo's hip had him racing up the stairs. When Leo turned to face the pair waiting silently, he smiled softly at Finn, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Bien?"

Surprisingly without complaint at the French, Finn nodded, continuing to stroke his hand through Reg's hair where he leaned against him.

"There's water in the fridge," Reg mumbled from the fabric of Finn's hoodie, smiling proudly when Leo thanked him, kissing the crown of his head as he went to grab some.

Leading the way for Leo, Reg guided Finn up the stairs by his hand, stumbling sleepily on the steps as they went. When they entered his room, Leo's eyes immediately went to track where Lo was and what position he'd chosen. He was knelt at the side of the bed, chin resting comfortably on his chest, hands rested naturally on his thighs.

"Princess, do you have anymore of my clothes?"

Flushing lightly, Reg gestured to the slightly open drawer before heading into the bathroom to brush his teeth next to Finn. They both quickly reappeared at the doorframe, watching Leo potter around quietly. He'd found one of his really old sweaters, thin and threadbare but a favourite of all the boys because of how well-loved it was. After hunting down Finn's sweats from earlier and Lo's spare boxers he'd brought, he headed over to the kneeling boy. Sitting on the bed next to where he was knelt, Leo reached a hand down and stroked it softly through Logan's hair a few times. He took his hand away when Lo began leaning up into the touch - this was on Leo's terms, he was in control, not Logan. When he'd resumed his position, Leo finally spoke.

"Do you want me to put you under, Logan?"

Reg's ears perked at that, he couldn't remember the last time Leo had used their full names without being sarcastic. It was stern but not angry, simply used to accentuate that he would only accept serious answers, nothing else.

"Yes please, daddy."

Hooking two fingers under his chin, Leo gently urged Lo to tilt his head back to look at him.

"Since when?"

"Shower." Leo didn't need full answers as long as they were genuine ones, knowing Lo struggled with it sometimes even without his brain feeling like it was stuffed with cotton.

"Why didn't you ask Sir or me?"

"Nothing bad, just no time."

"Good boy, you're answering my questions so well, just a few more."

After Logan's affirmative nod, Leo continued.

"Anything specific you want me to do to put you under?"

"Usual please."

"I need a bit more than that, darlin'."

"Cuddles, big, small," Lo's voice was a low mumble now, words slurring slightly but still audible and discernable.

Leo smiled - he loved putting Lo under when he was like this. He adored putting Lo under with pleasure, making him fall apart and making him shake but he loved this way just as much. Domestic dominance was basically Leo's wet dream - Finn once again attributed this to his caretaker qualities and getting to indulge himself as well as his boys.

"Okay, angel. Thank you for being so good for me." A blissed out smile stretched across Lo's face as his green eyes stared up at Leo as he picked up the clothes he'd bought over.

"Boxers or no?"

A negative hum made Leo chuck them back into the bag they'd bought as he told Lo to stand, holding an arm out for him to lean on as he did. After dressing him in his sweats and pulling Leo's sweater over his head, Leo's hands brushed some curls from his forehead, pulling him to lean against his chest.

"Need anything else, baby? Water? Bathroom?"

Another shake.

"Okay, lovely, Sir and Regie are ready for bed too. I'm gonna go brush my teeth then I'll be back."

Helping Lo crawl under Reg's covers, Finn and Reg climbed in the opposite side. Logan hummed happily, bringing the sheets up to his nose and breathing in, cuddling further down into the pillows as he brought the blankets to cocoon more around him.

"Ange, mon rouge, cuddle," he mumbled grumpily when he wasn't immediately swaddled. Reg giggled, reaching an arm to wrap around his waist and bringing him to lie facing him, their legs tangling as Reg wrapped his arms around his shoulders, wrapping him in a hug. Finn flung a leg across them both, tangling along with theirs, his hand coming to stroke along the back of Lo's head as he spooned Reg, nuzzling his nose into his hair.

They hadn't heard Leo flick off the bathroom light or shut the door until he was pressing himself against Lo's back, leg coming to tangle in the pile, placing a kiss to the back of Finn's hand, making him smile. Moving his arms away from around Lo's neck, Reg grabbed Finn's hand that had removed itself from being tangled in Lo's hair and interlinked their fingers, pulling them to his chest as he cosied down. Logan lay with his forehead rested lightly against Reg's chin, Leo's face tucked into the back of his neck after pressing soft kisses to both Reg and Finn's skin somewhere, mumbling their good night's as they all snuggled into each other, breaths eventually evening out into peaceful sleep.




After a few hours of sleep, Reg woke. Usually, he'd have been unphased by this, he was always a light sleeper, dipping in and out during the night was quite regular for him. However, this one scared him, he was unfocused and hazy, almost like sleep wouldn't let him go to wake up properly. Light sweat made his hair stick to his forehead, the heat making his head spin, threatening nausea. Trying to shuffle out of bed at the Cubs' was usually easy, there was enough space to move and turn - his bed was plenty big for one person but four meant they had to cram together, making Reg's movement out harder.

"Harz. Harzy. Finn," Reg's voice went as loud as he dared, gently shaking the man's shoulder. Relief washed over him when he got grumbles in response, one eye cracking open confused. "I need you to let me go." Still confused, Finn let him go immediately, raising his hands, propping himself up on an elbow as Reg shuffled to the bottom of the bed and jumped off, jogging to the bathroom. Reg had never been so thankful his bed didn't have a large frame at the bottom so he didn't have to climb over Finn on his way out. He winced as he accidentally slammed the bathroom door behind him, but even then, the sound was muffled almost - it worried him more, he'd done it that many times that he could picture the sharp, rattling sound in his head; now, it just sounded like it was coming from a neighbours as opposed to right next to him.

Leaning over the sink, he splashed cold water on his face, bringing some up to cool his neck and swipe his hair back from his face. It was a little better but not much. The world still moved in slow motion, muffled like he was covered in a thick blanket - the feeling was claustrophobic, Reg felt like he was being smothered.

With a shaky breath as his panic began to rise, Reg raised his voice as his hands clung to the counter.

"Finn."

No answer, he tried again, louder, not daring himself to let go and try to open the door.

"Finn, please." He heard a thud then the door the bathroom flew open, Finn's concerned face appearing at the doorway. Reg's breaths were quiet gasps now, the shaky sounds making Finn panic.

"What's going on, honey?" As much as Finn tried sounding calm, his voice wavered, thick with worry.

"Don't know. Can't focus. Can't hear properly. Everything's hazy." His statement were punctuated with gasping breaths, growing louder as he got more frustrated and anxious, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

Finn edged towards him, hands raised slightly. He stopped with his body a few inches away from Reg, gently leaning a hand to rub down his back as he was hunched slightly over the sink.

"I think you're on the edge of going fully under, love. Sleep makes it more intense. Lo says he feels like he's being wrapped in a bunch of blankets?"

With a nod, Reg got more panicked - how was he supposed to stop it then?

"Want it to stop," Reg let out a breath that was more of a sob.

"Shit," Finn whispered under his breath. "Sweetheart, are you claustrophobic?"

With a sniffle, he nodded again.

"Okay, lovely, I think that's why this is scaring you instead of being nice for you. The feeling goes away usually if you get away from the edge of it or if you get put fully under. Which one, love?"

"What's quicker?" Reg's hands had began to shake lightly, despite their tight grip that remained on the sink.

"Probably putting you under, baby."

"Please do it."

Finn opened his mouth to make sure he wanted that, going into subspace this emotional could be hectic. Lo had been put under several times because his emotions were overwhelming him but they hadn't done that with Reg before and he hadn't been put under many times anyways. He was stopped before he could voice his concerns.

"I'm scared. You said it should be nice. Want it to be nice." Finn felt his own heart break at the pleading look Reg gave him, the tears having long since fallen down his cheeks and clumped his lashes together.

"Alright, baby. Can you walk to the bedroom?" At the affirmative shake of his head, he continued, "I want you to kneel at the bottom of the bed, facing it, okay? However's comfortable."

"Yeah."

''Yeah, who?''

''Yes, Sir.''

''There you go, good boy.''

When he left, stumbling only slightly, Finn splashed some water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

"You're a good dom. You've done this hundreds of times. He'll be fine. You can always wake up Leo. You got this O'hara, c'mon." After a final deep breath, he relaxed his shoulders back and flicked the light off, closing the door quietly as he went.

Shucking off his shirt, he sat on the edge of the bed, directly opposite where Reg was facing.

"Between my legs."

Reg did as he was told, eyes flicking up from where they'd been trained on the floor to meet his eyes. They then flicked down to Finn's crotch before immediately pinging back up to his face.

"No, baby. You're gonna submit to me but not like that. I need you to trust me, okay? I know what I'm doing."

With a nod, Reg mumbled, "trust you," making Finn's heart melt in the process.

Finn began by bringing his shirt up and over his head for him, letting him shake out his hair before raking a hand calmly through it, alternating between scratching the crown of his head and just threading his fingers through the soft strands. When he felt Reg's breaths begin to gradually get deeper and less gasping, he moved his hands down to the back of his neck and his shoulders. Massaging the skin to relieve his tensed muscles, he hummed approvingly, telling Reg it was alright when his body sunk forwards, forehead resting on his torso.

When he was sure most of the fear had dissipated or at least become a low mumble to him, he moved onto actually putting him under. The relaxation had helped him slip slightly anyways, letting him relax into the feeling instead of clawing at the walls to get away from it.

"Look at me, love."

Reg complied instantly, leaning his head up as he sat back on his heels again.

"Open your mouth for me."

He lay two fingers on his tongue, replicating the way they did it when they were chilling on the sofa.

"Suck."

Reg's mouth encased his fingers, the pressure of his mouth surrounding them as he instantly did as he was told. Tongue moving against the pads of his fingers rhythmically, Reg's eyes began getting visibly cloudy, half shutting almost.

Finn mumbled praises and light directions as they came to him - "good boy", "listening so well", "so good for doing what you're told", "such a pretty boy", "shut your eyes for me", "lean against my leg if your knees hurt", "keep sucking".

By the time Finn brought his attention fully back to the present, Reg's body was slanted, knees still tucked underneath him but his body leaning off to the side, putting all his weight onto Finn's leg. His head rested with the side of his face on the top of his thigh, Finn unconsciously drawing patterns on his tongue. If it wasn't for the light flick of his tongue against his fingers every so often, Finn would've thought he was asleep.

Finn's mind flicked back to a conversation he and Leo had had when Lo was back at an all stars game; it was when they'd first began trying out BDSM and realising it worked well for all of them. They'd been talking about subspace, all of the things they'd read, all of the things they were scared of, everything. One thing they'd established that was now a holy grail rule was that whenever Lo (now Regie) was in subspace was brattiness or disobedience that stemmed from just not wanting to listen wasn't tolerated. It had been the solution to a big fear that they both shared; Lo needed to listen to them so they could properly take care of him. When they were in subspace, their emotions were too heightened for them to be allowed to argue against whatever they were trying to do to take care of them. In that scenario, Finn and Leo knew best and they were to be listened to inherently. They'd never really had to deal with brattiness from Reg - not when he was under anyway - so Finn had to deal with it carefully.

When Finn slipped his fingers from his mouth and prompted him to stand, knowing his legs would probably be cramping by now, Reg grumbled defiantly.

"Wanna stay here."

"No, you're going to hurt your legs. Stand up, you won't be stood for long, honey."

When Reg continued to mumble and refuse to stand, Finn made his voice take on a slightly stern lilt.

"Regulus, stand up."

Spine suddenly shock-straight, Reg stumbled to his feet, using Finn's leg as leverage to do so.

"Good. Sit on my lap." The whole point of Finn removing his shirt was to eventually give Reg some skin-to-skin when he was finally under, he couldn't do that if Reg was on the floor.

With his thighs spread around Finn's hips, Finn straightened his own spine so that, even with Reg kneeling, his head rose above his. From what he'd gathered, Reg and Lo had a shared love of wanting to feel small (physically not emotionally) whenever they wanted to be put into subspace. Leo's height was more than enough to do this, his muscles simply adding to the idea of safety that surrounded it. Finn didn't have as much height on them, especially not on Reg, so he made sure to keep his head above Reg's then to pull him into his neck, wrapping his arms around him so his shoulders pressed against his body. One of the first things you'd notice about Finn was his shoulders, even without the muscles he'd gained from training, they were broad and strong. So, Finn used this as his way to wrap up Lo whenever he'd been feeling subby, he was thankful when it worked wonders for Reg. His whole body quite literally sank into Finn's, shivering as his warm skin pressed flush against him, the contact nice and soothing.

"Relax, baby. Don't have to think about anything, worry about anything. I've got you, just let me take care of you, pretty." Reg's compliance shone through in his hum, nosing at the skin of Finn's neck happily. A hand ran up the back of Finn's neck and into the curls at the back of his head, dainty fingers running through the soft whirls.

"Soft."

"My hair's soft?"

Reg nodded, nose tracing patterns in his skin.

"Smell warm."

"I smell warm?" Finn chuckled lightly, careful not to rock him too much.

"Yeah. Smell like Harzy."

"That checks out," Finn smiled brightly when he felt a soft laugh fan across his neck. "How's your head?"

"Warm, fuzzy."

"In a good way?" Finn was pretty sure he knew the answer but he liked to check.

"Best way."

"There you go. This is what I meant when I said it should be nice for you."

"'S it nice for you?"

"It's amazing for me, little one."

Reg made a soft noise that Finn couldn't discern, his hand going still in Finn's hair. Unsure whether or not he should be concerned, he questioned him.

"You alright, baby?"

Reg didn't reply, prompting him to lean back so he could get in Reg's eyeline.

"Sweetheart?" Finn's breath caught at the look in Reg's eyes. He was cloudy before but now he was totally glazed over, a soft smile on his face even as he blinked confused at Finn's knitted eyebrows. "I'm guessing that's a 'green' for that nickname then, yeah?"

He got a simple, happy nod in response.

"Ready to go back to bed or do you wanna stay like this a bit longer?" Reg made an unhappy noise. Finn knew words got harder the more you dropped so totally non-verbal wasn't really a stretch; it was rare that they got dropped this low, the nickname apparently sent him further into it.

"Sorry, baby, you wanna go back to bed?"

A nod - okay communication was figured out.

"C'mon then love, can you have a few sips of water for me first?"

Reg leaned down to the side of the bed and grabbed one of the water bottles there, passing it to Finn to undo the cap for him before taking a few sips. He glanced up for Finn's approval, seeming pleased with himself when he got praised for doing so well.

Finn rose, taking Reg with him and walked them both over to the opposite side of the bed to where Leo and Lo were still cuddled together. Lying on his back, he let Reg stay resting entirely on his chest, flicking the blanket over his back and wrapping one arm over it, tucking the other below his own head. A few minutes later, Finn felt Reg's breathing even out, the boy soundly asleep.

"You did so well, baby."

If Finn knew Leo less he would've been surprised at the sudden speech from someone who looked dead asleep five minutes ago. Instead, he turned his head to where Leo was looking at him over Lo's head with a smile.

"Yeah?" Finn smiled softly.

"Yeah, honey. You were amazing."

Finn simply let his eyes slip shut, "I love you."

"I love you too, mon rouge."

Chapter 6: Morning After, Headaches and Glasses

Summary:

Leo is felled by two ''bratty bottoms''; Reg's thighs get marked purple; Finn bottoms and his insecurities get silenced; Reg and his little necklace and Regie in his glasses.

And some cute interactions involving everyone's favourites: Coops!!!

Reg takes some medicine in this, it's only briefly mentioned but TW for pills just in case :)

Apologies for the delay, exams suck ass :)

~15,000

When Finn rolled over in his sleep, Reg's senses awakened, taking a deep breath as he blinked his eyes open blearily. He was lying on his side, back pressed up against Finn's chest; his hands wrapped around his waist to curl around him protectively. The first thing he saw was blonde and brunette hair from the pair next to them - Logan cuddled on Leo's chest, an elbow propping him up to lean over him. Due to the smaller size of the bed, they were close, their sides only a few centimetres from Reg's face. Not awake enough yet to try to piece together their seemingly non-nonsensical whispers, Reg lay with a small smile as he watched them.

Smiling down at him, Logan brushed a kiss to the tip of Leo's nose as he rattled off his list.

''Pancakes, waffles, muffins... beignets,'' he drawled faux-dramatically, tracing his thumb over the seam of his lips.

Chuckling, Leo let out a muffled laugh as he gasped softly, ''not beignets.''

''Yes, they do beignets!'' Lo muttered back with a wheeze; breaking his serious facade.

Pulling Lo to snuggle down into his chest, Leo pressed a soft kiss to the crown of his head.

''We should go there for breakfast at some point - make it a date,'' Leo mumbled into his hair.

''A brekkie date,'' Lo giggled back, Leo rustling his hair with the soft laugh he got in return.

''Yeah, angel - take the boys out as a surprise?''

''We can do Friday, no training, no errands to run. Just a nice breakfast out for the morning. Plus, they have private rooms so,'' Lo nuzzled his nose into his neck, ''breakfast and morning kisses.''

With another kiss and a soft mumble of 'sounds perfect, honey', they cuddled back down properly; Lo going still and relaxed as Leo's hand ran through the soft strands of his hair. With a small grumble, Reg nudged one of their sides with his hand before lightly gripping a piece of fabric in it, tugging gently. He heard a light huffed laugh before the telltale sound of shuffling as Leo scooted them closer to him. Patting along the expanse of Leo's chest, Reg hummed happily when he located Lo's hand, tangling their fingers together then and bringing them towards him to press a kiss against the back of his hand.

Sighing, Finn shuffled ever so slightly from behind Reg before he spoke.

''Go back to sleep, sweethearts, 's still too early.''

After three grumbles of agreement, they fell back asleep cuddled together.

Finn was the next to wake up first, nose still nuzzled into the back of Reg's hair as he breathed him in. Flicking his eyes up and over his hair, he smiled at Lo's cheek smushed up against Leo's chest, hand still clutched in Reg's. His attention was brought away from admiring Leo's face when Reg's hips shifted backwards into his.

''Behave,'' he grumbled, still not fully awake. At Reg's responding non-committal hum, Finn pressed a kiss to the back of his neck - ''we're not doing anything no matter how much you wiggle your hips, princess.''

With an aggrieved sound, Reg tilted his head to look over his shoulder at Finn.

''Why?''

''Because you had a tough night and you need rest.''

'''M rested.''

''Manage to get out more than two words at a time and I'll give you whatever you want.''

Even the thought sounded unappealing to him, making him grumble before lying back down properly; he got less annoyed when Finn squeezed him closer instead.

''What d'you mean 'tough night'?'' Lo's soft voice came slightly muffled from Leo.

''You tell,'' Reg pressed kisses along the back of Lo's hand as Finn summarised last night.

''Remember when you fall asleep almost subby and wake up feeling all warm and fuzzy?'' When Lo nodded, he continued, ''Regie had that but he's claustrophobic so it really spooked him.''

''Awe, baby. How're you feeling now?''

''Better.''

''Words are still difficult for you, princess?'' Reg nodded. ''You struggling to come out of it or just a bit hazy?''

After a shrug, Reg looked thoughtful for a few moments, as if planning his words out carefully.

''Never been under this long, 's weird.''

''Bad weird?'' Finn piped up from behind him.

They both visibly relaxed when Reg gave a negative shake of his head.

''Want me to try and bring you out now or try later?''

When Reg grumbled aggravatedly, Finn brushed an apologetic kiss to his hair - ''sorry sweetheart, wanna do it now?''

Reg hummed negatively and jumped, startled, when Leo suddenly spoke, eyes still closed - ''if you feel like you're going deeper, tell one of us straight away, okay, baby?''

'''Kay,'' Reg mumbled back, heart thudding slightly still. ''Coops has a brunch thing, might've left already. Loops told me yesterday.'' His tongue felt heavy in his mouth, making him have to focus to form the words properly; eyebrows scrunching slightly with concentration.

''M'kay, Harzy, baby, wanna come help me scrounge some breakfast that isn't varying flavours of poptarts for our boys?'' Leo asked, smoothing a palm through Finn's hair as he did.

With a grateful gasp that seemed to sound like ''food'', Finn shuffled out from behind Reg, Logan placating his whines by snuggling up to the front of him and brushing soft, teasing kisses to his lips.

''S okay, baby. You can stay cuddled up with me, sound good?''

''If you kiss me again.''

''Bossy, bossy,'' Lo whispered into his lips before complying.

Both letting out humoured laughs, Leo and Finn pulled on some sweats as they headed out the door and down the flights of stairs to the kitchen. After opening and closing a few cupboards and a shuffle through the fridge, they'd found enough ingredients for some smoothies for now and something with eggs for proper food when they fully got out of bed.

While Leo sorted out the various fruits, Finn set up the blender and grabbed four large glasses to wait ready on the countertop. Shuffling up behind Leo, Finn smiled at the hum he let out when Finn wrapped his arms around him, squeezing gently as he leaned his forehead on the back of his neck.

''You're like a walking heater,'' Leo laughed lightly, tipping the last of the blueberries into the blender.

''Never heard you complain,'' he chuckled back, voice muffled slightly in Leo's skin. Beginning to press light kisses along the back of his neck, his hands stroked Leo's sides with gentle fingers as he nosed his hairline to punctuate his point.

''Having fun there, handsy?''

''Never heard you compl-'' Finn was quickly silenced by Leo's elbow flicking back to jab at his ribs, stopping short before he actually made contact, swiftly nudging the blender on. Despite his half-hearted complaints, Leo's head tilted to allow Finn more room to kiss; shuffling on the balls of his toes when he'd suck lightly every now and again to catch him off guard.

''Don't mind us, just grabbing the keys.''

The pair both leaped in fright, spinning quickly on their heels to face the doorway to the kitchen, trying not to notice the slight smirk on Sirius' face as he hooked his finger into the ring of Loops' keys - it was harder to ignore Remus' laugh at their unnecessary bashfulness from his perch in the hall.

''Regie said yous were out at brunch,'' Finn stumbled over his words.

With a rattle, Sirius shook the keys in explanation, shooting them both a smile before wrapping an arm around Re's waist, guiding him towards the door with a kiss to his temple. After a quick shout of ''bye boys'', Finn and Leo were alone again, looking at each other briefly then bursting out laughing. Pulling the container off its base, Leo split the mix evenly amongst the glasses. Suppressing another laugh, he tried to remain indignant when he turned to face the man who'd continued his trail of kisses along the length of his neck.

''Can I help you?'' Leo flexed his hands on Finn's hips as he spoke, leaning to rest the small of his back against the edge of the counter.

''What? I'm not allowed to kiss my boyfriend, now?''

''You can kiss me anytime you want, it's the teasing I'm not a fan of, sweetheart.''

Humming noncommittally, Finn brushed his nose against Leo's, his eyes flicking from the blonde's to his lips then back again.

''You know what me teasing you is like, baby.''

Rising up properly on his feet, Leo leaned over Finn slightly, tilting his head up to meet his eyes with two gentle fingers on his chin. When his eyes were locked on his, he pulled him in by his hips so they were pressed together tightly. Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, he tugged lightly, making Finn rock forwards on his tip toes.

''You wanna kiss me, darlin'?''

After Finn's agreeing nod, he continued - ''You gonna stop teasing me, pretty boy?''

In response, Finn leaned forwards, pressing his lips to Leo's - Leo let him, for a moment, before pulling away and grabbing two glasses off the counter and heading towards the stairs.

With an exaggerated groan after his senses had come back to him, Finn grabbed the other two and followed behind him with mumbles of him actually being the 'tease'.

They both stopped short in the doorway, door propped open with Leo's foot. Reg and Lo had sat up, Lo leaning against the headboard with the other man in his lap, one hand tangled tightly in the back of his hair as he kept their lips pressed close together.

"You two want your smoothies or do you just wanna have each other for breakfast instead?" Leo asked cheekily with a smirk as he finally grounded himself and entered the room, quickly followed by Finn.

"Is both an option? I really vote both." Reg quipped back without a second thought, smiling innocently as he twisted to face the two entering boys. At their raised eyebrows, Lo explained.

"Managed to bring him out a bit." He was flushed, almost looking windswept as he panted, lips swollen, cheeks blushed red, hair dishevelled on his head.

"From where I was standing, you didn't seem like the one in charge there, baby," Finn mock-whispered when Leo passed Lo and Reg a smoothie each.

With a pout, Lo replied indignantly - "I was at first. Then his head cleared a bit and he just got horny. What was I gonna do? Say 'no please don't crawl half-naked into my lap'?"

His pout settled at the agreeing grumbles from them both, Reg doing a poor job of hiding his smile behind his glass.

"In my defence, Lolo started whining into our kisses. Anyone in their right mind would be horny."

Mouth full of smoothie, Finn hummed in agreement, swallowing before speaking.

"Touché there princess, when he starts whining its- well it's a one-way ticket to a boner at least." When Lo looked unimpressed, Finn defended himself by proving his point. Leaning over to Leo, he ignored the confused glance from the man and placed a stabilising hand on the opposite side of his face, keeping him close. Wetting his lips with a quick swipe of his tongue, Finn pressed an open-mouthed kiss to Leo's earlobe before sucking it into his mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. With a choked gasp that lead straight into a deep, rumbling groan, Leo's head tilted for the second time in as many minutes to allow Finn to continue his work. Pulling back when he felt he'd made himself clear, he summarised his point - "that sound is the Knutty equivalent to yours. Thus, boner Central."

''What is up with the air in here?'' Lo mumbled, adjusting the front of his sweats as he sipped. ''We're like horny dominoes, one goes, the others follow.''

Shuffling to lean over Logan, Leo kissed him, pressing him deep into the mattress, trying not to laugh at how hard Lo was focusing to not spill his drink. Pulling back a few millimetres, their eyes met; Logan's wide and dilated.

''How about you finish your smoothie and we give our princess some memories in his bed for when we aren't here? Make the horny dominoes productive, oui?''

Nodding feverishly, Lo sat up as soon as Leo had crawled back so he was no longer on top of him and began necking his drink.

''Slow down,'' Leo almost immediately chastised with a soft tone and a quick look to ensure his instructions had been followed. Complying, Lo slowed, taking bigger but normally paced gulps until the glass in his hand was empty and sitting on one of Reg's beside tables.

''Thank you for breakfast,'' he mumbled, pressing a chaste but grateful kiss to Leo and Finn's cheeks on his way, shuffling over to Regie who'd already finished his glass and was placing it on the floor next to the bed. With Finn and Leo sprawled near the top of the bed, leaning at angles against the headboard, Lo pulled Reg via a gentle hand on his wrist to near the bottom of the bed to face him. Both of them kneeling facing each other, Logan hooked two fingers through the thin, plain chain of his necklace, urging him to meet his lips halfway. One hand maintaining its hold on his necklace, the other slid along the bone of his hip before continuing around to the small of his back. Smiling into the kiss as Lo's hand travelled down to knead the flesh of his ass, Reg's arms wrapped to drape over the top of Lo's shoulders, head tilting to deepen the kiss and slide his tongue over top of the one licking into his mouth. Reg relished in the deep groan that scattered across Logan's chest when he pulled away from the kiss, capturing his bottom lip between his teeth and biting down into the swollen flesh. As he did this, he brought a hand from around his shoulders to wrap delicately around the wrist of the hand still holding him close by his necklace. Gently urging it down, the fingers unhooked, letting his hand be guided to where Reg wanted his touch. With his palm covering the back of Lo's hand, Reg trailed Lo's palm down across his chest and torso to stop at the front of his sweats - his breath caught as he pressed Lo's hand into his bulge, hips rocking against the firm pressure as his eyes fluttered shut of their own accord.

After Reg tried swallowing down his moans and whimpers, Lo pointedly applied more pressure to his sensitive cock in wordless chastisement - it was Leo that vocalised his displeasure.

''Let us hear how good Lo's making you feel. We wanna hear it, princess.''

''They like watching us, mon ange. Lets give 'em a good show, yeah?'' Lo questioned, eyes trained intently on Reg's face as his words visibly sunk in. At Reg's raised eyebrow to check if what he was saying was true, Lo nodded his head towards the other pair - ''if you don't believe me, look at them. See for yourself, baby.'' With Reg's head turned towards them, Lo took advantage of the expanse of pale skin on show to him, placing harsh bites and nips that he quickly soothed with soft licks of his tongue. Finn's usually bright eyes were dark and hooded, watching every move they made; barely blinking to ensure he didn't miss anything. Leo wasn't much better, heel of his palm propped near his inner thigh, thumb rubbing up and down the length of his cock, obvious and definitive through the fabric as he stared at them.

Moving his lips up Reg's neck to his ear, Lo kept his hand moving repeatedly and firmly over his cock as he spoke.

''Knutty likes watching 'n directing every now and again; still likes being in control even when he isn't the one doing the touching. Harzy just loves to watch - he's quite the little voyeur, happy to sit back and just enjoy the view. I bet he could watch us for hours; touching each other, making each other cum over and over again. Makes him so hot when Le's in charge, too. We're like a walking, talking wet dream for him right now, sweetheart.''

''Lolo,'' Reg whimpered as his eyes locked with Finn's.

''What is it, baby?''

''Make me cum,'' Reg dragged his eyes away to face Lo again. ''Please?''

''I can't say no when you've asked so nicely now, can I?''

''No. Keep touching him over his sweats.'' Leo's tone was sharp and low - it made Reg's hips buck into Lo's palm. ''Now, angel,'' Le added when Lo's hand remained motionless.

''Baby, please- need more,'' Reg pleaded his case, eyes scanning Leo's face for signs of agreement.

Leo's face remained stony - ''Need more to what, sweetheart?''

''To cum,'' he said it like it was obvious.

''What if I don't wanna let you cum?'' When Reg simply stayed looking at him pleadingly, Leo continued. ''What if I just tell Lo to keep touching and kissing you without getting you to the edge? Have our angel put on a nice show for me and Harzy while you make your pretty, little noises for us?'' He let out a low laugh that made both Reg and Lo tremble, eyes wide, watching intently for what Leo was going to do next. "Angel?"

"Mm?"

"What do you wanna do?"

"Do I want you to let Regie cum?"

"Non. What do you want?"

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"I wanna ride him." Immediately, Reg started nodding, eyes flicking between Lo and Leo. Leo got properly serious in his protective boyfriend way rather than his serious dom way.

"Regie, baby, are you sure you're okay with that?" When Reg nodded, Leo specified. "Words, darlin'. This is your virginity, it's a big deal.

"I want it, Knutty. I promise. I've wanted to do," Reg paused, thinking about how he wanted to word it, "'more' for a while I just-I didn't know how to ask for it."

"Honey, there's no particular way you need to ask for things, just say what you want and we'll work from there," Finn piped up, smiling softly at him.

Heeding his advice, Reg opened his mouth to speak, not giving himself time to overthink it - "can you teach me how to prep him properly?"

"'Course we can, darlin', c'mon." Leo gestured for Reg to come over to him before speaking to Lo, "Angel, kneel by the pillows however's comfy, oui?"

With a nod and an excited smile, Lo knelt near the head of the bed, bending to rest his arms on the pillows, head resting on them.

''This is gonna be Heaven for you, fishcake,'' he laughed lightly, slightly breathless.

''I'm in Heaven anytime you're bent over like that, gorgeous,'' he flirted back, smiling as a soft blush scattered across his cheekbones. He turned to Reg a second later, "do you have any lube, baby?" Finn was apparently going two for two on making them blush with one line and smiled again as Reg flushed before leaning over the end of the bed to reach the bottom drawer of the unit there. With an answering yelp to the swat on his ass as he was leaning down, Reg threw Finn the almost empty bottle, blatantly ignoring the look at how much was missing - or he tried to.

"You've used a hell of a lot of this tube, baby," Finn commented almost managing to seem relatively uninterested in the reasoning - almost.

"I don't only cum when I'm with you guys you know," he retorted, trying to hide his flush behind his hair.

"I don't know how I feel about that," Finn grumbled with a pout as he helped Lo out his sweats.

"Don't worry, mon rouge." Leo sidled up behind where Reg was knelt just to the side of Logan. "Every time you've cum in the past few weeks has been from thinking of us, oui?"

"Before that, too," Reg admitted in a small voice.

"Tell us."

"Tell you what?"

"About before we were together, what you thought about, what you wanted. Tell us." Even Lo had sat up by now, ready to listen; he was just as intrigued as Leo and Finn were, all intently waiting for his answer like they'd been waiting to hear about it for ages.

"It was nothing special," Reg began, pausing only for a second when Leo sat properly, no longer on his knees, and pulled Reg to mirror his position, leaning him back against his chest slightly. Reg's legs overlapped with Finn's, the warm skin and touch grounding him to continue. "It started off as like, normal fantasy couple-y things: cuddling in bed; cooking together; skating together; sharing jerseys; dancing at team parties and stuff. Then when we started getting closer as friends I just started crushing more and more and, you know, it developed into thinking about what it'd be like to kiss you. Then what it'd be like to have you kiss other parts of me. Honestly-" he broke off, looking down at his hands tangled together anxiously in his lap. Leo's hands slid from around his waist to wrap his fingers gently around each of Reg's wrists, thumbs soothing over the skin on the insides."I've cum less from thinking about, you know, 'sexual' things - don't get me wrong I definitely have more than a few times - it's just a lot less than I have from just thinking about... 'intimate' things if that makes sense. Like, to get me over the edge I'd switch to thinking about being kissed while being held instead of like getting a blowjob. Not that it isn't amazing and- it feels amazing and it's so good but the intimacy just makes it more intense." Reg's next words were mere mumbles as he pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes,"Not that that stuff isn't intimate I- it's just different. You know? You probably don't but, yeah, I hope that makes sense." Reg cringed at himself and his awkwardness, keeping his gaze strictly down at his hands, eyes tracing the faint freckles on Leo's forearms as he held his wrists again.

It was Lo that spoke first, shuffling forwards towards him but keeping a few centimetres of distance between them, hands wrapping along Leo's.

"It makes perfect sense, baby. Feel free to tell me to shut up if I'm over-psychoanalysing but with what Cap said about your struggle with showing affection, it'd make sense that you're touch-starved, angel. So intimacy is just that much more intense for you. It explains why sometimes you get squirmy if we touch that one spot on your hips or your lower back. You're not used to the touch there, so it feels weird, not bad, I hope not anyway."

"Nothing feels bad if its yous. Even when it's supposed to hurt like when I was spanked, it didn't, not really."

"I know things with us have been very sex-heavy, so to say, so if you don't-"

"Non! Désolé. Um. No, I- I really, really like the sex, obviously. More than I thought I would. I honestly just thought I was asexual or at least somewhere along that spectrum for a good part of my life because I just didn't feel it, you know. But I've been looking and I think I'm demisexual." He looked around for any confused faces in case he had to explain but they all nodded understandingly. "So, no the sex is amazing and it's not just sex, it's laughing and cuddling and love while we do things like that which makes it even more intimate. I've loved everything we've done, I promise."

After all the boys breathed slightly easier due to the last statement, Reg took a deep breath and leaned back into Leo's hold.

"I know you said it doesn't feel like it's a bad weird," Finn began as he scooted forwards slightly, "but if we ever touch you somewhere and it feels overwhelming, just let us know, yeah? No one's gonna be offended or anything. We want you to feel safe to tell us when to stop or when you don't want something, okay? I know I can be quite touchy and clingy so, I just wanna know that you'll tell me to stop if its ever not nice for you."

"I promise I'll tell you, fishcake."

Finn leaned down to press a kiss to the palm of his hand, "thank you, pretty."

"In the name of being totally honest, um, this conversation's kind of got me a bit, not emotional but a bit sensitive brain-wise." Reg couldn't find the right words to explain so he just continued, hoping some context would help me make his point more understandable."I definitely wanna do more with you and have Lo ride me if that's what he wants but-I don't think I can handle that right now."

"Might overwhelm you, baby?" Leo clarified quietly.

"Yeah, a bit."

"That's perfectly fine, princess," Lo said, leaning forward to press his lips softly to his, smiling and bumping their noses together as he pulled away.

"Do you not wanna do anything or just don't wanna do something we haven't done before, darlin'?" Leo leaned around Reg's shoulder so he could look at him better.

"Oh, just not something we haven't done before. I'm still very much horny." Reg giggled along with the laughs he startled out of everyone, snuggling in when Finn and Lo cuddled up to his front. A few seconds later, Reg heard Finn and Leo's shared kisses begin just behind his head. Casually, Finn's hand looped loosely around the bottom of Reg's neck, thumb gently soothing over the pale skin there. Resting in the sensation, Reg was leaning into the touch when Lo's face loomed in front of him; pressing soft kisses to his forehead and his nose and his cheeks, making him giggle softly. When Reg finally leaned forwards to capture his lips in his, Finn's hand slipped away, allowing him to move. He moved away from Leo and shot a warm smile at him when Reg's hand wrapped around his wrist wordlessly to gesture it back in the direction of his neck.

When the hand was back where Reg wanted it, he leaned back into Leo's chest, the man still sat behind him, Reg pulled between his legs. Pulling Lo with him as he went, Lo knelt between Reg's splayed legs, making the other boy have to tilt his head up to kiss him. To maintain balance and to make sure Reg's lips stayed tangled with his, Lo placed both hands on either side of Reg's face, cradling it almost. Leant back on one hand, Leo's head was angled towards Finn, sat almost next to Reg but facing the opposite way, hand still remaining looped around his neck, per his silent request.

Reg's breath caught in his throat when one of Lo's hands slipped from cupping his face to lightly skim his fingers over his ribs slightly before continuing down to wrap around his hip, pulling him up into him.

''Want you in my mouth. Can I, baby?'' Lo murmured into Reg's mouth, hand sliding between his legs to palm his cock through his sweats. His answering sound was a mix between a moan and a laugh - ''If I ever say 'no' to that, I'm possessed just for future reference.''

"Maybe I just wanna hear you say it?" he teased back, nose brushing over his to prompt him.

"Yes, angel, I would very much be okay with your mouth on my cock."

"Did not expect you saying that to be that hot," Lo mumbled to himself, seemingly dazed by it.

"Did not expect you to word it like that," Leo added with a raised eyebrow when Reg leaned to look back at him with a matching expression paired with a smirk.

"I can agree to being a pain slut but asking Lolo to suck me off is a big shocker?" Their eyes all flicked over to Logan as he squeaked, face covered by his hands even though it did nothing to hide the colour there. With a low chuckle, Finn shuffled behind the still-hidden man, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his chin on his shoulder.

"He'll argue against it 'till he dies but our angel has a raging kink for dirty talk." Finn laughed knowingly, pressing a sympathetic kiss to his shoulder when Lo removed his hands to argue against the statement before realising he'd just be proving him right. Sliding up to Lo's front, Reg rested his hands on his ribs, just above where Finn's arms curled around his waist and pecked him lightly on the lips to capture his attention. When he finally looked him in the eyes, Reg kept the contact as he spoke.

"Just to make sure we all know what we want:" he paused for a second, a sly smirk spreading subtly across his face, "I really want my cock in your mouth. I really want to feel your pretty little lips on me," his eyes flicked down to Lo's mouth for a split second before his continued, "Then, I really want you to take me down your throat until I'm ready to fill your mouth." Tilting his head to the side innocently, he smiled brightly at the very flushed boy, "sound okay?"

"Y-yeah sounds fine," Lo averted his eyes quickly as he voice broke, trying to look anywhere that wasn't at one of his boyfriends.

"You're gonna swallow everything you're given, right, baby? Be a good boy for Regie? You are the one who asked him to fill your mouth first, lovely, it's only fair," Leo teased, still leant back on his hand as he watched the three of them from his lower angle.

Lo nodded almost immediately, curls bobbing with each movement.

"Do I not get a share?" Reg pouted deeply, watching intently for Lo's reaction.

"Vous allez me tuer," Lo whispered through a laugh of disbelief, head leaning forward to rest against the bone of Reg's shoulder, relaxing when a delicate hand slid through his curls. "D'you mind, fishcake?" Lo turned his head to the side to question him as Finn's hips began rocking into his ass.

"Like you didn't leave your ass pressed into my hips for this exact reason."

"No clue what you're on about, honey."

"Brat," Finn mumbled back, swatting his ass lightly as he moved away to shuffle over to Leo. "C'mon, why are you all the way over here?" he lightly gripped his hand and tugged him towards the top of the bed where Lo had pushed Reg back into the pillows to kiss him.

"I was admiring my view," Leo replied breezily, eyes raking approvingly over Finn's naked torso as the man shuffled backwards on his knees. Finn lay back next to Reg, propped up slightly on his elbows as he stared up at Leo.

"I don't feel very admired, baby," he mock-pouted in reply, trying not to grin when Leo's instant response was to crawl on top of him, straddling his hips, hands on his shoulders. Leo began kissing along his cheekbone with soft presses of his lips until he reached the top of his ear, tongue flicking along the shell of it gently until he felt Finn shiver. When he began leaning into the touch and pulling Leo closer by his hips, Le pulled away, lips barely brushing against Finn's before he turned to Logan - who was actively kissing down Reg's neck and leaving hickies along the lines of his collarbones.

"Angel, didn't you say that Harzy was teasing you while we were out at practice the other day?"

Immediately after Leo's sentence was out, Finn sat bolt upright, arms wrapping around Leo's waist, chin propped on his chest, staring up at him desperately.

"No, no, baby. Please, get me back for that later - I'm so hard, don't tease me, honey." He pouted at Lo and Reg's poorly muffled giggles before Logan continued his path across his chest.

Pretending to think about it for a second, Finn physically sagged in relief when Leo leaned down to kiss him deeply, tounges tangling together as he pushed him back against the headboard. Finn blinked blearily, confused when Leo was suddenly no longer touching him and was walking to the other side of the room. His inner questions were resolved and slightly more hopeful when he gathered the water bottles from yesterday to bring them over to the beside table.

"The boys are probably gonna want these later," Leo smiled innocently, seemingly ignorant to the way Finn's excited grin fell.

"W-why just Reg and Lo, baby?"

"Well, you asked me not to tease you so I'm not."

After a slight pause, Finn shuffled over to where Le was stood by the side of the bed, towering over Finn more than usual due to the height of the bed.

"So you mean I get to cum soon?"

"No, baby, I mean I'm not going to sit and kiss you and work you up even more than you already are."

"Why?" Finn's eyes were wide and pleading.

"Because you aren't cumming."

At the explicit confirmation, Finn groaned, head dropping forward, defeated, to fall against Leo's torso. Hands tugging on the strings of his sweatpants, he began pressing small kisses to the strip of skin revealed by Leo's shirt being slightly too short to meet the band of his sweats.

"Baby," he mumbled into the dip of his v-line, voice getting more insistent when Leo simply raised an eyebrow, "baby, please, c'mon." Despite himself, Finn's head tilted into the touch when Leo ran his fingers lightly through his hair, nails raking across his scalp to stop him getting too agitated. "I'll suck you off, you can fuck me, I'll fuck you, whatever you want, just please. Baby. Daddy." Finn's eyes caught the minute way Leo shifted his weight as his eyes darkened a shade, posture straightening to raise him even higher than before. "I'll beg you to cum if you want me to. Beg you to touch me. Let me be a good boy for you, daddy, I'll be so good." His lips continuously moved along his skin as he bargained with him, tounge flicking out to slide across his hip before bringing the skin between his lips, creating the slightest mark there.

"I want to fuck you," was Leo's only reply, hand tightening in his hair slightly to give it a light tug, prompting Finn to look up at him. "That doubled as a question and a statement, honey."

"Yeah," Finn was nodding instantly.

Leo's raised eyebrow showed his disproval of the vague answer.

"You can fuck me, baby, yeah."

"Because you want me to or because you want to cum?"

"Both, promise. I want you to fuck me and cum for you," Finn's tugging on the string of his sweats began again, urging him to get on with it so to say.

"How'd you want it?"

"Hard," Finn flushed, freckled skin turning dusky pink, the blush travelling down his neck and chest.

"Colour?"

"Green, 's good this time, baby."

"Tell me if that changes, yeah?"

"'Kay," Finn smiled serenely up at him, eyes fluttering closed as both of Leo's hands ran through his hair, chin resting on his abdomen. After a few quiet moments, he tilted his head down so his lips brushed against Leo's stomach over his shirt. His kisses travelled down a few centimetres before his eyes flicked up to meet Leo's, lips meeting the revealed patch of skin once again. When the hand on Finn's head applied a light pressure to gesture him downwards, he took that as permission and began placing soft, biting kisses to his navel as he hooked his fingers over top of the band of his sweats. He tugged them down slowly, lips brushing over every new piece of skin as it appeared until he slipped them down his hips completely; his cock slapping against his torso audibly when he did.

The groan Leo let out when Finn began mouthing at the base of his cock had all three boys shivering where they were: Finn having to balance himself with both hands on Leo's hips; Reg's hands tightening in Lo's hair and Lo whimpering into the mark he'd been making on Reg's inner thigh. His eyes didn't leave Leo's while he pressed butterfly kisses to the vein along the underside of his cock, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the tip. Sliding his tongue over the spongy head to gather the precum there, he moaned at the taste before taking it into his mouth. He began bobbing his head as his hand wrapped around the base, stroking what he couldn't fit in his mouth yet. After a few minutes, he relaxed his throat to take him in deeper. The tip had only just slipped into the tight ring of his throat when Leo's hands were lightly tugging on his hair to prompt him to pull off.

"Okay?" His voice was a rough, ruined sound and it made Leo have to suppress a smug grin.

"Fucking perfect, honey. Jus' don't wanna cum before you do." He leaned down, using a hand on Finn's cheek to tilt his head up to meet his lips halfway. Their attention was momentarily drawn away from each other by Lo scolding Reg for fidgeting.

"Désolé, but I'm literally gonna cum if you keep doing that."

When Lo pulled away from Reg, he kept the skin he was worrying with his teeth between his lips, sucking harsher than he had been to watch Reg squirm underneath him.

"Ah, angel, I'm not joking. Can you... stop breathing? Just for a second, it feels like it's all over my skin." Reg huffed out a laugh at his own wording, the other three boys mirroring the action as his head thumped back against the pillows.

"Never been kissed here before, princess?" He placed a much softer kiss to one of the marks he'd made.

"Never been touched there at all."

Kissing a path from the inside of his knee and up to his thigh, Lo lightly scraped his teeth along the unmarked patches of skin he found along the way. When Logan bit into the crease of his thigh, Reg's knees reflexively bent, trying to shut his legs with a whimper.

"That's a lot."

"Too much a lot or good a lot?" Lo checked, leaning his head back but keeping his hands wrapped under and over the top of his thighs, gently squeezing the skin there.

"Good I think."

"You think?"

After Reg hummed in agreement, Lo clarified something.

"It can feel good and be too much, baby."

A few seconds later, Reg ammended his answer - "Yeah, probably a bit much."

With a soft smile, Lo pushed up onto his hands and leaned forwards to kiss Reg to take his attention away from the bruising on his legs.

Seeing that they were fine, Leo brought his attention back to Finn, tapping his temple to garner his attention.

"You wanna lie on your back or your stomach?"

"Back," Finn replied instantly, eyes turning apologetically up at him for his rushed, almost-too-loud answer.

"'S okay, don't worry about it, sweetheart. Lie down for me," he murmured through a press of lips. He turned in the other boys' direction, "Lube?" Reg tried to answer with words but instead had to just point as Logan chose that time to place a not so gentle bite to the skin where his neck met his shoulder. After leaning over to grab the tube off the bedside table, he settled on his knees between Finn's legs, hands stroking up his thighs to feel along the ridges of his torso; tube balanced on his own leg for the moment. "You don't have to do this, we can do anything you like, honey."

Shaking his head, Finn deliberately moved so he was in Leo's downcast eyeline - "You know I love you fucking me, that part isn't the problem, I promise."

When Leo nodded in understanding, Finn spoke again. "Kiss me, baby." Still knelt, Leo balanced on a hand to the side of Finn's head, sliding his tongue over the seam of his lips in a gentle caress before they parted. Leo smiled into his mouth when he felt Finn's hands slip from his waist to tug on the bottom of his shirt. Reaching a hand behind him, Leo tugged the shirt over his head by the neckline, barely parting lips before he was pulling Finn's slightly bruised bottom lip between his teeth. Finn's whole body shuddered when he felt one of Leo's lubed up fingers stroke over his hole, encouraging him to relax under his touch; his softness promising that he'd give him all the pleasure he could imagine. He sighed into Leo's mouth when his finger sank in to the first knuckle, giving him time to adjust before he sank it in entirely. The friction when he began moving it in and out to get him used to the sensation made him squirm his hips.

Reluctant despite himself, Leo pulled his lips away from Finn's with a wet sound - "colour?" - his voice was ruined to his own ears.

"Green for now," Finn mumbled up at him with an unimpressed look.

"For now?" Leo's hand stilled inside him, the feeling of having him buried entirely inside him without movement making Finn let out a soft noise.

"If you don't start kissing me again soon, my colour will be far from green and me and my blue balls will take care of ourselves." That was all the time Finn allowed his lips to be away from Leo's, wrapping a hand around the back of his neck to pull him down to him - the other sliding down his side to settle at his waist. While Finn was distracted and relaxed, when he pushed in again, he added another lubed finger, slowing his pace so the stretch was slow and pleasurable. Finn was the one to break the kiss when Leo started scissoring his fingers gently, stretching him more and more.

"Fuck." The sound was a passionate murmur, forced out in one breath. Leo's eyes were drawn from the slight crease between his eyebrows down to where his chest rose as his back barely arched off the bed. "Okay, okay, I'm ready."

"No you're not. Be patient, there's no rush." He leaned down to brush a kiss to his hairline, lips dragging down his skin to kiss his forehead then to the slope of his nose and cupids bow.

"Can already feel it," Finn murmured against his point, albeit not very passionate about arguing his point when Leo nibbled along his top lip.

That surprised Leo - "just from my fingers?"

Finn swallowed as he nodded, licking his lips before explaining.

"Think it's the noises too."

At that, it was as if Leo had just taken off headphones, the whimpers and poorly held-in moans from Reg and the sinful wet noises coming from Logan's tongue and throat working Reg's cock suddenly surrounded him. He hadn't even noticed.

"'M pretty sure there's a name for this little auditory kink of yours, baby." He teased him lightly, putting placating kisses to his cheeks and nose to emphasise how much he loved that their sounds got him off so much.

"Shurrup," Finn grumbled back without heat, his lack of annoyance displayed clearly through the way his hips had begun to rock down onto Leo's fingers, the two softly moving digits no longer moving enough for him.

"I thought you liked noises," he rebutted back with a soft smirk, not giving a chance for the words to skin in before a third finger was pressing against the ring of his hole.

"Why three?" Finn's question was punctuated with a deep groan as they sank into him. "We haven't done three in like years, two is enough."

"I know. Maybe I just wanna watch you take three."

Leo couldn't suppress a smile when Finn nodded faux-seriously in agreement, his eyes still fluttered closed.

"I do look very good being fucked."

Fishcake was back, his anxiety and nervousness dissipated enough to where he was relaxed and happy - it was Leo's favourite thing seeing them like that.

Leaning down to Finn's ear, he pressed a kiss just below it before whispering, lips brushing his ear as he spoke.

"Darlin', you have no idea."

Leo didn't have any control over the groan he let out low in his throat when he felt Finn tighten suffocatingly around him. The sounds came almost in a beat, one after the other. The wet, erotic sound of Lo choking ever so slightly on Reg before he regained his composure and took him further down came first. Then the loud, strangled moan that came from deep in Reg's chest came next; his abdomen flexing harshly as he fought to keep from thrusting up. His head leaned back into the pillows as his back arched deeply, breath coming out in a staccato rhythm while he tried to catch it.

He didn't even let Finn open his mouth before he pulled his fingers from inside him gently, immediately agreeing with what he was about to say. Lubing up quickly, he struggled not to thrust into his own fist as he did, knowing it wouldn't help to rile himself up when he'd be pushing in slow and still for a few minutes. With a grounding hand on Finn's hip that he wasn't sure was for himself or Finn, Leo lined himself up and gently slid his tip past the ring of muscle around him. When the first inch or so was inside him, he stopped but was instantly urged forwards by Finn's hands on his waist.

"Bottom out then let me adjust. Wanna be full." He complied almost immediately.

When he was buried to the hilt, he moved his hands from Finn's hips to balance on the mattress above his shoulders. He tucked his head into the crook of Finn's neck, dropping down onto his elbows, hands tangling in the sheets as he felt Finn flex around him, getting used to the feeling.

"Sorry, can't help-"

"Non, sweetheart, do whatever you need," Le stated, quiet but clear, peppering small kisses to the skin beneath his lips to soothe the both of them.

"Okay, you can move, baby." Finn mumbled after a while of stillness then slow, careful shuffles, sublty circling his hips.

Pushing back up onto his hands, Leo got his knees back underneath him and sat up fully. He rocked his hips up into him softly before pulling out a few centimetres before thrusting back into him with a groan.

"Yeah?"

"Mhm," Finn whimpered loudly, hips rolling in tandem with Leo's.

"You still want it hard, lovely?"

Finn's legs tightened around Leo's hips, "yes, please."

"So polite, honey," Leo smiled, kissing him deeply.

He sped up his movements until he was rocking in and out of him at a steady pace, shuffling his knees to find his balance. When he felt Finn relax properly back into the mattress and begin moaning softly at every drag of Leo's cock, he wrapped his hands around Finn's hips for leverage and began putting more force behind his thrusts. When Finn's hands wrapped around Leo's arms for something to hold onto, Leo set himself to ploughing into him deep, angling his hips this way and that to try and hit the spot inside him to properly make him fall apart.

Finn was choking out moans now, broken whimpers that made the heat in Leo's gut twist and clench, punching groans out between gritted teeth. Leaning forward to balance on his hands as well as his knees, Leo began jerking his hips roughly into Finn's, the new angle making him just hit near his prostate.

"Fuck, Le, so close. Please, you're so close."

One final shuffle had the tip of Leo's cock pounding against his prostate with every thrust and had Finn arching up into Leo's chest, eyes fighting not to roll back. Finn's legs tangled around Leo's waist, keeping him in place as if afraid he'd pull away without getting him to the edge.

Leo bent down to his elbows, his forehead leaning against Finn's whilst still keeping his weight off him.

"Relax, gorgeous. Just let yourself feel it," Leo shushed him, trying to get him out his head. "How's it feel, honey? Tell me."

Wrapping his arms around Leo's shoulders, he began answering him through his moans.

"Feels so good. Feel you everywhere. You're so deep, baby, 'm so full. Love you so much," his hand tangled in the back of Leo's hair, urging his mouth down to his.

"Love you too, baby, so much. Fuck, you feel amazing around me, you're so fucking good for me, darlin'."

A blissed out smile spread across Finn's face.

"What?" Leo questioned with an answering smile, hips remaining unrelenting.

"Your accent's slipping."

"Yeah? Always complaining about the French but you love it really. On dirait que les gémissements ne sont pas les seuls jolis sons pour toi, huh?"

"Again," Finn breathed into his mouth, arms and legs tightening more around him.

"I want you to ask to cum. Peux-tu faire ça pour moi? You gonna be a good boy and ask, yeah?"

"Yeah, I'll ask. Wanna be good."

"You're so good for me, baby. All the time, such a good boy."

"I'm so close, daddy, 's right there." Finn was gasping now, hands shaking in Leo's hair. "Fuck, princess, you sound so pretty for our angel."

Reg whined high-pitched and gasped deeply, turning his head to face Finn and moaning aloud at how fucked out he looked.

"It's like he doesn't need to breathe, taking me down so well." Reg's eyes rolled when Lo moaned in response to the praise, hips visibly rocking down into the mattress below him.

"Shit, are you gonna cum, honey? You're so fucking tight around me. Milking me so well, 's like you don't want me to pull out. Is that what you want, darlin'? Want me to keep you filled up nice and deep, oui?"

"Yeah, want you to fill me up. I think I'm gonna cum. Can I?"

"Ask me properly, darlin'."

Finn whimpered, staying silent apart from his groans as Leo's hips continued moving.

"Harzy, baby? You don't have to ask if you don't want to, mon amour. You can cum whenever you want for me, 'kay?"

Shaking his head, Finn swallowed, whining slightly when he felt himself get further from the edge.

"No, I wanna ask. 'M just-"

"'S it bad embarrassed or good?"

"Good, it's just different."

Leo leaned up properly, balancing on his knees and changing his angle so he still hit his prostate each time. Wrapping a hand around Finn's cock, the lube remaining on his hand slicked up his strokes. Finn's hips began involuntarily bucking into his hand, grinding into the touch and making him shake as he was drawn closer and closer to the edge once again.

"There, right there, daddy."

"Yeah, that feel good, honey?"

Nodding erratically, Finn flushed when he saw the way Leo was looking down at him and how poorly restrained his pleasure was - eyes trying not to roll back but failing, his hands and legs trembling. He liked knowing he could make Leo feel like that.

"Can I cum, daddy? I'm so close, can I please? Please."

"There you go. Cum for me, darlin'."

Finn was panting, moaning and writhing underneath Leo as he was teetering on the edge, every nerve alive with pleasure shooting up and down his spine. His eyes flicked over Lo and Reg for a second and saw Lo's thumb pulling Reg's bottom lip down. With a moan, Reg's mouth opened, tongue out in invitation. Finn came when a mix of Reg's cum and Lo's saliva was spat into his waiting mouth, Lo jerking himself off as he kissed him messily. His vision whited out for a second, entire body tingling as Leo jerked him through it. He didn't see or feel Lo's eyes on him and didn't notice that the sight of him - arched back and trembling - sent him over the edge: covering Reg's chest in cum as he kissed him until he was shaking with the aftershocks.

Leo soothed Finn's whimpers of oversensitivity with small hushes and pressed a soothing kiss to his temple.

"I'm right there, promise, baby." It was Finn clenching around him involuntarily that made him cum, hands gripping his hips as he bottomed out and ground into him to ride it out. He collapsed on top of him, aware enough to use his remaining strength not to crush him even though he'd be able to handle the weight. After catching he breath, he eased out of him, apologising softly when Finn's thighs quivered.

He gave Lo a thankful kiss when he was immediately passed a water bottle, taking a few gulps before prompting Finn to sit up and drink.

Chucking the empty water bottle back on the bedside table, he pushed Finn's hair back from his head, smiling down at him when he leaned into the touch like a cat to a warm patch of sunlight.

"How you feeling, mon beau?"

"Tingly but cold." He pouted and flung one arm in Lo and Reg's direction, the other tugging Leo to lie down.

"Lie down with Harzy, I'll get some cloths," Reg mumbled, squeezing Lo's hand before climbing off the bed and heading to the bathroom.

He nudged the door behind him so it swung half-shut, making him no longer visible to the boys in the bed. Flicking on the hot tap, he held a finger under the water, waiting for it to warm as he grabbed some washcloths from the cupboard under the sink. When the water was warm and getting hotter, Reg threw the cloths in, letting the water soak them through, leaning his elbows on the counter. He tried running his fingers through his hair to try and fix the mess it had become but quickly gave up, rubbing his eyes instead with a sigh.

"Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas, mon chéri?"

Reg's eyes flickered open to the mirror, smiling softly when his eyes made contact with Leo's in it, hovering just inside the bathroom.

"Rien, 'm alright. How's Harzy?" He distracted himself with turning off the tap and squeezing the excess water out the cloths.

"Kissing Lo within an inch of his life," Leo huffed a laugh, coming behind Reg and resting his hands on the edge of the counter, able to keep their bodies apart nonetheless.

"So he's his usual Harzy then?" Reg whispered back conspiritually with a smile. He grabbed one of the cloths and began wiping Lo's cum off his chest. After a low hum in agreement, Leo hooked his chin over Reg's shoulder, nosing the side of his neck to capture his attention. When he looked at him through the mirror, Leo tugged the cloth out his hands and took over gently soothing it across his skin; pressing a kiss to the top of his head when he was done.

"Still not gonna tell me what's up?"

"Seriously nothing, just a bit of a headache. Think Lo dehydrated me," he laughed with an eyebrow wiggle.

"I'm not surprised," Leo nosed Reg's hair. "Where'd you keep the painkillers?"

"I can get them, baby, don't worry."

"Wasn't my question, princess."

With a defeated sigh, Reg mumbled the answer - "main bathroom, top drawer of the cabinet in the corner" - turning with the other cloth in hand, placing a soft kiss to his chest before heading back into the bedroom with a grin.

"Okay, baby, you're gonna have to let him go while we clean up," Reg chuckled, grinning more when Finn let Lo go - the brunet flushed and breathless. The door made a quiet sound as Leo slipped a pair of boxers on and walked quietly out the room.

"I can do that myself, princess," he disagreed, sitting up with a small wince at the soreness.

"Non, I got it, you're tired-"

"Regie. Let me do it."

Blinking in confusion for a moment, Reg passed the cloth to Finn quickly with a soft smile.

"I'm just gonna go help Knutty," he mumbled, moving to crawl off the bed.

"Regie-"

"'S okay, it's your choice," Reg kissed Finn's cheek chastely, heading to the door after tugging on Lo's shirt.

He jogged down the hallway on his tiptoes, trying to keep quiet - too focused on that to notice Leo coming up the stairs in front of him, making Reg run straight into him. Leo barely moved, just wrapping an arm around his waist to keep him steady.

"Where's the fire, honey?" He laughed for a moment, cheeky smile falling when he saw Reg force a light smile. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, perfect, figured I'd grab some cold water out the fridge. 'S getting a bit warm up there."

"You sure you're alright?" Leo muttered worriedly, immediately cutting Reg off when he instantly began nodding. "Don't lie to me."

"I'm alright, Leo, promise. Finn's just cleaning up, I'll be back in a minute," Reg smiled up at him, kissing his shoulder before slipping around him and continuing down the stairs.

Confused, Leo got to Reg's floor and nudged the door open.

"I've been gone for like two minutes, why is Regie running down the hall like he's being chased?"

Finn and Lo both looked towards the door; Lo looking upset and Finn looking guilty.

"It was just-"

"He offered to help me clean up and I bit his head off," Finn grumbled, hands rubbing across his face.

"Baby, he understood, it's fine," Lo mumbled into his hair, arms around his shoulders.

Leo grabbed the cloth and threw it into the sink from the doorway of the bathroom, making his way over to them.

"Stop beating yourself up, sweetheart. After everything, do you really think this is the thing he's gonna be really mad about?" Leo argued logically, tapping Finn's chin to make him look at him.

"No but that doesn't mean it was fair."

"Just apologise to him, honey."

Their ears perked up at the sound of a door closing, Finn's face immediately turning pale. He jumped up and grabbed his sweats, stumbling as he tugged them on and sprinted out the door, Lo and Leo in tow. When Finn came careening around the corner to the kitchen, planning to cut through it to the foyer, he shouted, surprised, in response to the scream Reg let out at his sudden appearance.

"What the fuck?!"

"Wh- We heard a door shut."

Reg gestured wildly between the bag of banana chips he was holding and the snack cupboard.

"Oh. That... makes more sense than you walking out the house in just a shirt," Finn mumbled, looking sheepish.

"Finn. I wouldn't just leave. I mean, we're in my house first off, but even if we weren't I'm not just gonna walk off. Especially when there's nothing to be upset about."

Finn walked over to Reg, lying his hands on his waist.

"There is. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that, I'm sorry, baby. I get embarrassed sometimes, old shit from college," Finn moved on quickly, "you didn't know and you were just being amazing as usual and I-"

Pressing up onto his toes, Reg kissed Finn soundly.

"You don't have to apologise. Yous always tell me I'm allowed to set boundaries, I'm guessing that's a general rule not just for me."

"'Course it is, honey," Leo confirmed, leaning against the doorframe, an arm slung around Lo's hips to hold him against him.

"So, how about we go back upstairs, eat something and drink some water that isn't room temperature and figure out what we're doing for the day."

"Considering we were all naked about ten minutes ago, I suggest we decide to return to that for the rest of the day," Lo whispered to Leo.

"Angel, we can't just stay in bed all day," he chuckled softly, smiling at Finn's shy smile at whatever Reg was saying.

"We can't?" Lo tilted his head up and to the side, playfully biting his lip as Leo's eyes flicked to the movement. The next moment, Lo was yelping as Leo picked him up and flung him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Babe! Put me down!"

"Why?"

"Believe it or not your shoulder isn't that comfortable," Lo couldn't help but giggle.

"That's probably more due to your boner not my shoulder, honey."

"I- okay that's kinda fair."

"Lolo, this whole muscle thing really has you in a choke hold," Reg commented, looking at the pair over Finn's shoulder.

Following up Lo's undignified mumble of disagreement, Finn tapped the back of Reg's thighs - "jump."

Reg let out a laugh, clinging tightly to Finn as he adjusted his legs to wrap more firmly around his waist, chips and water in hand.

"Awe, I'm the only one not carrying a snack," Lo mumbled, not being able to keep a straight face and laughing.

The other three chuckled as they headed up the stairs, laughing harder when Leo turned and lightly bit into the flesh of the back of Lo's thigh.

"Leo! What was that for?"

"Honestly, I just wanted to make you squirm."

"Shocker."

"Hey, princess?" Leo asked when they reached the top of the stairs to Reg's floor.

"Yeah?" Reg's voice was slightly muffled from facing away from him.

"Did Loops happen to say how long they'd be out for?" Reg tried to ignore Lo's happy squeal, legs kicking excitedly.

"Not exactly but I'm guessing we've got about a half hour or so. The place isn't that far from here."

Leo hummed negatively, "I guess we'll have to do the short version."

"No, no, I want the long version," Reg immediately disagreed, Lo mumbling in agreement.

In tandem, Leo and Finn carefully put them both on the bed.

"Alright, everyone eat. Princess, your medicine's on the bedside table" Leo said, holding his hands out for Reg to throw him the chips. Reg grabbed the pills of the side, quickly swigging them down with a few gulps of his water before he passed the bottle to Finn. Leo went to shake a few chips into his mouth but was stopped by Reg's hand pulling his wrist down. When Leo opened his mouth to argue, Reg interrupted again.

"I know, I know, we need to eat but can I have a kiss first, baby?"

With the hand that wasn't holding the bag, he placed a palm against the small of Reg's back, stabilising him as he rose on his tiptoes. He groaned involuntarily when he felt Reg suck on his bottom lip, leaning down to follow his lips when he began to pull away. Reg grinned up at him when he was flat on his feet again - Leo wasn't able to ask him what he was grinning about before Lo appeared by his side.

He didn't get the chance to reiterate his statement to eat something before Lo distracted him by slipping his fingers slightly into the top of the waistband of his boxers. Blinking up at him with wide eyes, Lo mirrored Reg's request for a kiss, prompting him to wrap his opposite arm around Reg's waist to be able to slip his right around Lo's; not able to stop himself from making sure he was steady on the balls of his feet. Remembering what they were supposed to be doing, he began once again to try and get his point across but Lo's lips were on his by the first three syllables; nibbling and sucking along the seam of his lips.

Using the arm around his hips, Leo pulled Lo up and into him, tightening his hold on Reg while he did.

"Hook, line and sinker," Finn mumbled, sat on the edge of the bed facing them with a smile. His eyes roved appreciatively as Leo's forearms caused both Reg and Lo's shirts to ride up, showing off the curve of their asses.

Leo suddenly made a small 'uh-uh' sound in the back of his throat, pulling his lips away from Lo's, albeit reluctantly.

"I know the last thing you both want to be doing right now is eating but this tag teaming of yours isn't going to..." He trailed off when Reg used a hand on Leo's hip to push himself up when Lo simultaneously reached a hand to rest on the top of his shoulder to do the same. He was absolutely not a strong enough man to stop them while they pressed light, sucking kisses along his skin. Lo kissed along his chest, creating small pink marks here and there. Being slightly taller, Reg could reach a bit higher, meaning his kisses were scattered around the base of his neck.

"I'm just gonna grab these before they end up on the floor," Finn said, slipping the bag out of Leo's iron grip and folding the top over and moving them out the way.

Leo seemed slightly relieved when Lo finally pulled away from his skin, as he'd been edging his way towards Leo's nipples, purposefully toying with the idea because he knew the effect any sensation there had on Leo and his resolve. That relief quickly dissipated when he spoke.

"You know, I'm feeling a bit left out. I mean, you and fishcake have had a three-way kiss with Regie but I haven't. That's not very fair is it, daddy?" Lo pouted up to Leo, batting his lashes softly.

The man sighed like he wasn't sure whether he wanted to laugh or cry at his situation.

"I'm not equipped to handle the both of you like this. I'm not strong enough to say no." He seemed almost like he was dreaming, words slurring slightly as a lustful fog settled over his brain.

Lo snorted at the accidental innuendo while Reg rose even higher on his tiptoes to brush his lips to the shell of his ear.

"Believe me, baby, you're more than equipped to take care of us." His fingertips danced down his chest and torso, teasing along the edge of his waistband as he spoke. "But, our angel's right. You're gonna give him what he asked for, right, daddy? Gonna help me take care of him properly?"

Finn's heart was pounding watching them, hands tangled in the sheets so he didn't touch himself - he liked forcing all his attention to be on them, it made it so much more intense for him. He blindly reached towards the bedside table, patting around it for a phone, immediately swiping to the camera to record them.

In response, Leo tugged them both roughly against his torso, pressing them in close. They'd naturally brought their faces closer together when they'd been pulled in at an angle, meaning he could capture both their lips in his at the same time. He let out a noise that was pretty recognisant of a growl when both their tongues slid delicately along his, still managing to tease him.

From his angle, Finn managed to get the perfect view of their tongues caressing each other when he zoomed in. He was glad he didn't have to stand, not sure if he trusted his legs to hold him up while he did. His thankfulness increased when Leo's hands slid from their waists to pull them even firmer against him by roughly squeezing the plump flesh of their ass, using the grip as leverage to do so. His seat on the bed meant both himself and the camera could get a perfect view of the way their thighs and calves flexed as they balanced on the balls of their feet and, of course, the way their asses moved sinfully back into Leo's grip. Leo let go momentarily to tug the back of their shirts up so it no longer covered their ass. The boys thought he was totally trying to pull their shirts off and we're more than happy to pull away to allow him to undress them. They were instantly pushed back up against him, quickly silenced with a sharp order of 'no' as Leo brought their lips together again.

Eventually, Leo pulled back, smirking at the way they both leaned all their weight against him as they panted, flushed and trembling. There were two harsh slaps against their now red skin which made them both whimper.

"You're both so fucking sexy, you know that right?"

He chuckled lowly at the two tired but clearly agreeing grumbles from the boys. The chuckle turned to a groan as his eyes flicked up to Finn.

"You're killing me here, sweetheart."

The comment startled a laugh out of Finn as he ended the video and threw the phone near the top of the bed.

"Me? I'm the only one that hasn't done anything."

"Exactly," Leo couldn't help but allow another smirk to stretch across his face. "You look fucking ruined just from watching us, 's so hot."

Face heating up more than it already was, Finn tried to cooly reply back to him, his slight stutter and the fact he was looking at Leo's nose instead of his eyes gave him away.

"You didn't see my view."

"We will later though, right, baby? I'm guessing you weren't playing a game on that phone." When Finn nodded shyly in reply, Leo smiled softly before turning back to the boys still practically lying against his chest.

"You both ready for that water and snack now?" Two tired nods. "Thought so. C'mon let's go to the bed."

"Honestly don't think I can move 'm so... ," Lo just huffed a tired laugh as he couldn't find the word, a similar answer coming from Reg.

"M'kay," was Leo's only reply before he wrapped an arm under both their asses to lift them against him and carry them over to the bed so smoothly it looked like they'd floated into his arms. They both just blinked up at him for a moment when they'd been deposited onto the bed then groaned.

"Angel, we were supposed to make him like this," Reg murmured, grumpy at Leo's smug smirk.

"We did... for a bit, then he did the growl-y thing and-" Lo finished his sentence with a shrug and a 'what's-a-guy-to-do' attitude before slumping onto his back.

"Fucking growl-y thing," Reg agreed before mirroring his movements.

"What am I? A dog?" Leo questioned with a confused look and a bright smile.

"Don't act like you don't know, you both do it," Reg pouted.

"Oh mon dieu they do." Lo only seemed to realise that Finn was just as guilty for it as Leo.

"Are you both like horny 24/7 or do you have breaks every now and again?" Leo asked, crunching on a banana chip before pushing the bag in their direction meaningfully once Finn had grabbed a handful.

"Um," Reg sat up slightly, both the grab the bag and send an accusing look to Leo. "You're one to talk, you were literally grinding against my ass in your sleep the other night." He threw a chip into his mouth and chewed obnoxiously, knowing he had no defence against that.

"What? When?"

"The other night, I woke up at like 4am because you were moaning into my ear," Reg replied with a smirk, liking that he could make Leo like that even in his sleep. "What were you dreaming about, baby?"

They could all tell when Leo remembered his dream, the tips of his ears stained a dark pink as he looked at Reg guiltily.

"Well, you lot obviously." He rubbed his hand across the back of his neck before preoccupying himself with swigging from the fresh bottle. "I had no idea, 'm sorry if I kept you up, darlin'."

"Hey, I was trying to make a point not make you embarrassed," he crawled over to Leo, kissing him chastely. "You woke up a bit a few minutes later and just pulled me closer so you could properly cuddle me and went back to sleep. Y' didn't keep me up and I wasn't uncomfortable." After he brushed a light kiss to his forehead, he mumbled against the skin there. "Get out your head, handsome, we want your attention on us not that."

Leo seemed to relax at that, placing a matching kiss to Reg's forehead.

"There is quite literally not a second that goes by when I'm not either touching one of you, kissing one of you or thinking about one of you. You've always got my attention."

Reg snuggled close into the side of Leo's neck, his arms wrapped around it. He kept his voice quiet and hushed, keeping the moment between them both, feeling guilty about saying it when he hadn't said it to all of them individually. Even though he knew none of them would get upset about it, it was important to him to have the one-on-one with all of them even if the other boys were there with them.

"I love you."

He felt Leo hide his wide grin in his shoulder as a small, happy laugh bubbled out from him, rolling them both to lie down.

"I love you, baby." Leo leaned back, bringing his voice back to a normal volume, "gimme a kiss."

Reg complied, bringing his legs up to wrap around Leo's hips and keep him pressed close to him.

There was a sound that echoed from downstairs that sounded distinctly like the front door.

"Now that definitely was the door right?" Finn confirmed, attention still down on feeding Lo chips from where he'd laid his head in his lap.

"Quickest brunch ever," Reg grumbled.

"Okay, we really need to get up." Leo didn't sound too enthused even as he spoke.

"We're gonna have to shower alone or in pairs, there ain't no way we're all fitting in my shower."

The other three hummed in agreement despite none of them making any attempts to move.

"How about we all lie down and cuddle for a little bit before we start being productive?"

"Best idea I've heard all day, princess," Finn confirmed, lying back against the pillows and tugging Lo to lie on his chest. Leo shuffled them both up to the head of the bed to snuggle down beside them; Reg cuddled into Finn's side with Leo snuggled up to his back. Finn's hand pushing Reg's hair back from his face as he pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"Hi," Reg pressed a kiss to Finn's wrist.

"Hey, pretty," Finn smiled down at him.

The bright, shining grin made him blush as it had since he first met him.

"What'd you go all shy for?" Finn laughed.

"O'Hara smile," he mumbled simply, Finn's face tilting slighlty in confusion. He questioned him when Leo and Lo let out small laughs in solidarity, knowing the effects of it well.

"You just have a really gorgeous smile, makes me nervous."

Finn just grinned again, doing a poor job of suppressing it when Reg tried covering his face with his hands as his blush darkened. Instead, he leaned down, brushing his curls back again so he could kiss him; one, two, three short, loving pecks to his swollen lips before laughing lightly into his mouth - almost giddy off the comment.

"Is everyone covered... mostly at least?" came Sirius' yell from behind the door and Loops' loud laugh from the floor below.

"All the fun bits are hidden, Cap," Finn cackled, dodging the thwack to his head Reg sent his way.

The door opened with a slow creak as Sirius peeked his head round with his eyes squeezed closed making them all chuckle; laughs getting louder as he quickly peeked one eye open to check.

"Thank god," he shuffled properly into the room, bringing two bags of sweet smelling foods. "We come bearing rolls: ginger, lemon, cinammon. Don't love us too much."

"Oh Captain, my Captain, I have never loved you more." Logan leaned forward and grabbed a bag opening it and groaning at the smell. "They're still warm," they chuckled at how happy he sounded.

"Thanks, Siri, I'm starving," Reg exaggerated leaning to grab the other bag.

"For the sake of your boys' pride I'm glad," Sirius laughed, heading back to the door.

When Knutty made a confused noise and propped himself up on his elbows, Sirius continued with a playful smirk.

"If all your boys need is a few banana chips, you're doing something wrong, buddy," he nodded his head to the bag on the floor.

"Oh yeah?" Leo jumped out the bed, leaping off the mattress and chasing after where Sirius had bolted, snagging his arms around his waist to tackle him.

"Oh my god you're literally naked!" Sirius pushed off against the floor to sprint to the stairs.

The three boys in the bed were crying with laughter, mouths full of dough as they chewed.

"I am the only one that's allowed to naked tackle him, thank you very much, Knutty," Re laughed, leaning against the wall at the bottom of the stairs. When he saw them, he turned to Sirius. "Oh he has boxers on, drama queen."

Sirius stood behind Re as if to protect himself from Knutty trying to tackle him for his comment. They bantered back and forth with Loops between them. After a few rounds of that, Re turned to face Sirius, pushing up on the balls of his feet to lightly kiss his neck.

"I'll be in our bedroom whenever you're done busting each other's balls." He sent a meaningful look over his shoulder as he walked off, shrugging his shirt off.

There was a moment of silence as Sirius stared at the sway of his hips.

"Back to the half-naked boyfriends?" Leo suggested.

"Absolutely," he headed down the path that Re had taken with an excited jump and a whoop.

"Thanks for the fuel, Cap, good looking out," Leo yelled down when he got to the door, waiting for his reply and cackling when he got an "Ew!" in response.

"Cinammon, baby?" Reg asked, holding the bag open carefully.

"Oui, merci, lovely." He bit into the food and groaned. "We need to go wherever they went."

Leo flopped down, resting his head on Reg's chest as he chewed, humming happily when Reg's fingers began winding through the strands of his hair. His fingers danced down to scratch along the back of his neck and behind his ear. A deep rumble ran through Reg's stomach where Leo's chest was lying.

His hands froze as he chuckled lightly.

"You okay there, baby?"

He only got a grumpy hum in reply for a moment before Leo spoke.

"Why'd you stop?" Reg's fingers instantly began continuing their work despite the small smile not fading from his face.

His eyes caught movement out the corner of his vision, making him turn his head to lean against Finn's side, mostly to focus on Lo and his wide, charming smile directed up at Finn.

"Baby," he drawled.

"Do you want me to touch you, gorgeous?"

His charming smile turned cheeky.

"Well, I always want you to touch me, honey."

"Yeah, yeah, lie back down," Finn's sigh was exasperated but his smile mirrored Lo's. Finn's fingers slid uncharacteristically elegantly through Lo's curls, not wanting to ruin their pattern, cautiously twiddling each around the tips of his fingers. "You have such pretty hair."

A soft 'thank you, baby' followed the small touch of Lo's lips against the skin of his chest made Finn's heart stutter in his chest. Lo's huffed laugh fanned warm breath across him, goosebumps scattering in its wake.

"What?" Reg asked, smile coming across his face simply because Lo was smiling after his small laugh. He laughed again as he shook his head lightly.

Eyes closed, head rested back to lean against the headboard, Finn's voice came out as a low mumble.

"He's laughing because he felt my heart race when he kissed me."

"Well, anyone's heart would race if Lo kissed them. If it doesn't you're insane." Reg couldn't help but laugh at Lo's smirk of agreement.

Lo's fingers tangled with Reg's hand that wasn't still scratching Leo's neck, fiddling with his fingers.

"I quite like that I can still make your heart jump," he admitted with a wistful giggle.

"Just looking at you three makes me feel like the floor's caved in. The littlest things make my heart jump. Trust me, darlin', you can do that to us by breathing." Leo didn't move a muscle as he spoke - he simply grumbled when Reg's fingers stilled.

"Like what?" Reg wondered softly, drawing patterns into Leo's skin once again.

"Hmm?"

"What makes your heart jump?"

Leo thought for barely a second before he simply said, "cherries."

There was a brief silence.

"... Cherries? Why cherries?" Reg's face crumpled in confusion.

"Harzy's bodywash 'n shampoo; first time we saw you, you were eating cherries and they're the exact colour of Lo's lips."

"Never realised we were such cherry people," Finn mumbled in a soft voice, smiling softly down at Leo from the headboard. Leo's head tilted up, almost as if he could feel Finn's stare on him and returned his grin. "You're so beautiful." He was breathless, the racing of his heart shown through the smile that appeared on Logan's face, pressing his ear closer to Finn's chest, directly over his heart.

"Stealing my words and my heart, hey, baby?" Leo teased playfully.

"Stop," Finn groaned, hiding his face and his grin behind his arm.

Lo suddenly spoke, turning his head away from the two boys and towards Reg.

"What'd you take medicine for earlier, baby?"

"Just a headache, 'm fine," Reg smiled down at Lo's worried face - his face quickly turned into a look of disbelief.

"Uh-huh is that why you looked hungover when you moved your head just?"

With a bashful look at being caught, Reg rolled his eyes lightly when both Leo and Finn shuffled from their comfy positions to properly turn to him.

Scanning his face for a moment, Leo leaned to reach for one of the cold bottles Reg brought up earlier; his long reach meaning he barely had to move. He uncapped it with one hand, passing it to Reg.

As Reg just stared at him, Leo nudged the bottle to him with a raised eyebrow until he took a few complying gulps. Lo seemed affronted, staring incredulously at Leo.

"What?"

"The last time I rolled my eyes at you I literally got tackled."

"I was gonna smack his thigh but didn't wanna make him jump and hurt his head. For future reference, rolling your eyes earns you a punishment." He pressed a kiss to Reg's thigh and glanced back at Lo, laughing at his grumpy face. "Stop pouting and gimme a kiss, lovely." Despite his continued pout, he complied. Leo smiled into the kiss when Lo teasingly bit his lip, tugging lightly as he pulled away. "You're such a brat."

With a small shrug, Lo lay back down on Finn's chest - "I'm opinionated." They all burst out laughing at that, Reg's wince catching Finn's eye.

"You wanna try and get some more sleep, baby? You went under deep last night, might have something to do with that."

Reg went to shake his head but thought better of it.

"I'm okay. Wearing my glasses should help, it usually does."

Lo physically suppressed his yell of happiness, stopping when Reg tried to get up.

"I'll get 'em, baby. Where are they?"

"Glasses case in the bathroom."

Lo jumped off the bottom of the bed, quickly scanning the counter to find them. He picked them up and smiled at the dark grey frames before heading back into the bedroom.

"Thank you, baby."

Lo giggled happily when Reg put them on then instantly apologised.

"Sorry, I'm being loud."

"You're not being loud, you're being cute." The reassurance made Lo smile brightly, propping his chin on his hand as his gaze roved over his face. Leo's fingers gently gripped Reg's chin, tilting his head down towards him, a small smile stretching across his face.

Leo hummed, "very pretty."

"Alright, alright," Reg playfully batted his hands away and snuggled down into Finn's side.

"'S it helping, honey?"

"Yeah, actually. Feels better already." He breathed a sigh when Finn's arm came round his shoulders, hand running through the side of his hair. "You really do smell like cherries." He wrapped his arms around Leo's shoulders, pulling him down to lie against him again, happily humming when he complied. His eyes fluttered shut for a few moments, liking how warm and comfy they were, the weight of Leo on his chest was comforting to him. The feeling of fingers dancing along the chain around his neck made him peek an eye open.

"How long have you had this? I remember you wearing it in interviews back years ago," Lo mumbled, fingers looping through the small necklace absentmindedly.

"Didn't know you took much notice of me years ago," he smiled softly.

"I might've... watched some old interviews when we first met."

Reg wasn't sure how to reply to that with anything but a loved-up smile so he answered Lo's first question.

"She always thought jewellery was for women except if it was a wedding ring or a family ring or something. So when I got my portion of my first hockey check, I bought myself this. It was small and simple, I liked it."

"Our little rebel," Finn pressed a kiss to his hair.

"It suits you: delicate, elegant," Lo smiled at Reg's bashful blush.

"Sexy," Leo drawled, continuing Lo's list.

"You know, maybe I have a headache because of your talents at making my blood go anywhere but my head."

There was silence for a moment before the three of them let out cackles that they were desperately trying to keep quiet.

"No! I meant my face! My face!" Reg shrunk back into the mattress, pulling the blanket up to cover his face. Despite his mortified expression, Reg was laughing while he was hidden. Their laughter dissipated after a while but Lo set them all off again when he snorted, thinking about it again. "Well, I mean, you're not wrong but I didn't mean it like that." He tightened the grip on the blanket when he felt someone try to tug it down. "No, I'm still dying of embarrassment. Imma hide under here for a while longer."

It was Finn.

"We can't kiss you for being cute if you're under there, sweetheart."

Reg paused for a moment before lowering the blanket to just below his glasses, looking up at Finn, pretending to think about it, even adding an exaggerated 'hmm'.

With a small, endearing eye roll, Finn slipped his fingers over the top of the blanket, pulling it down to below his lips, hooked his knuckle under Reg's chin to tilt his head up. He pulled him further into him using the arm still wrapped around his shoulders, lifting him as he leaned down. He brushed their lips together once, softly then more firmly. Reg's breath stuttered in his chest as he arched up into the kiss.

"Stuttering hearts all round this morning," Leo teased, mindlessly tracing Lo's face with the tip of his finger as he lay on Finn's chest.

"Bit breathless there, princess?" Finn smirked.

"If you could kiss you, you'd understand why."

Finn simply smiled down at him, kissing his forehead once before pulling him to rest against his side again. One hand drawing patterns on the edge of Reg's collarbone and the other twirling the curls of Lo's hair, Finn lay back against the headboard properly, eyes admiring the contours of Leo's face from his higher angle.

"Le?" Reg asked inquiringly.

"Yeah, baby?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

Leo huffed a small laugh, "Sure, honey. What is it?"

"Don't laugh at me."

"I'd never laugh at you, darlin'. With you, of course, but never at you, sweetheart."

"Stop making me nervous, I won't be able to word it right."

"What's your question, lovely?" Lo prompted, interested at Reg's slight stalling.

"Well. If one of us kisses your ear or your neck around your ear, you have a different... reaction than when I was touching the same place earlier. Why's it different? Does it feel different?"

"Context, I think. It makes it feel different. When you touch me it gives me goosebumps. 'S relaxing, makes me feel boneless. When I get kissed there, well, usually one of you are on my lap, pressed against me nice and close. I can hear you breathing, feel you breathing on my ear which is-" Leo broke off, the shiver that danced down his spine visible. "The sensations are different but they're both... pleasurable."

"Oh."

Leo propped an elbow either side of Reg's hips.

"Did I explain it badly?"

"Non, you've painted a very clear picture."

Leo hummed when his eyes glanced up to see the deep flush that spread across Reg's face. When Reg resisted the urge to cover his face with his hands, Leo conceded and turned his attention to the purple marks that had caught his eye on Reg's thighs. He stroked a light thumb over the darkest bite, relishing in the way Reg's legs tried to close around his torso a fraction.

"Does it hurt?"

Reg shook his head shyly - "'S good."

The shuddering breath Reg let out was emphasised by the way his head fell back against Finn's arm as Leo leaned down to brush a barely-there kiss to the bruised skin.

"I won't use my teeth but can I kiss? It's alright if they're too sore, baby," Leo whispered, lips a hair above his skin.

"Non, kisses are good." With his permission, Leo placed a firmer, open-mouthed kiss to his inner thigh; still cautious to ensure his teeth didn't scrape the surface. "Kisses are really good."

"Yeah?"

Reg just hummed, eyes still closed as his hand slipped down to sink into Leo's hair - not tugging but grounding himself. He continued like that for a long while, almost rhythmically pressing soft kisses there as he lay between his legs. When Reg's hand went totally relaxed in his hair and his legs went boneless in his light grip, Leo looked up to find Finn smiling softly down at Reg. He was fast asleep against Finn's side, Lo following suit and was near enough asleep against Finn's chest. With one last kiss, Leo gently lay his legs down on the mattress, shuffling from between his legs to lie next to him on his stomach, his arm resting across his torso. Finn's arm that was underneath Reg's head and around his shoulders came to tangle in Leo's hair, soothingly running through the blond strands to relax him further.

Hours later, Sirius had refused to let his fiancé out the bedroom long enough to prepare the dinner he planned on cooking so takeaway was the way to go for the night. He'd yelled up the stairs to the boys a few times to see if they wanted some but got no answer. Praying he wouldn't be scarred for life when he walked in, he knocked and then cracked the door open when he got again got silence. The light was casting lines across the bed through the blinds, creating stark shadows around the room. Sirius smiled brightly despite himself, turning when Remus appeared behind him, confused where he'd been for so long. He heard the mirroring smile form on Re's face at the four of them tangled together, fast asleep, Reg peacefully slumped against Finn, protectively held by Leo as Lo held his hand.

"He looks like he's smiling even in his sleep," Re said, balancing on his toes slightly to rest his chin on Sirius' shoulder.

"I know the feeling," Sirius nudged Remus' cheek with his nose as he whispered back to him.

Trying (and failing) to suppress a smile, Remus slipped his hand into his and tugged him away from the door.

"C'mon, let's let them sleep. I think food can wait for a while."

"I love you, mon loup," he laughed back with a smile.

"I love you too."

Chapter 7: Clubbing, Bathroom Sex and Slipping

Summary:

The boys go out clubbing; the team finds out about their relationship; talks of lingerie; punishments and bratty-ness.

Lil bit of angst, underage drinking, fake IDs (Coops are the best), brief mention of blood (in a sexy way???) and moreeee.

If you've got anything you really, really want to see from the boys, please do share. I make no promises but hey, you never know.

~15,000 words

After what could've been either an hour or four, Leo groggily opened his eyes when Reg shuffled in his sleep. He turned his head towards the other three, not moving too much in case he woke them. Finn was already up, scrolling on his phone mindlessly as he gently rubbed the back of Logan's neck. He was obviously awake but continued to lie on Finn's chest, resting there with his eyes half-open. It was Lo that nudged Finn with his nose, smiling at Leo when their eyes met.

"Hey, gorgeous," Finn whispered with a matching smile.

"Hi," Leo smiled back as his voice was rough and heavy with sleep. "Regie still asleep?"

"Yeah, he's been fidgeting though, probably be awake in a few," Lo mumbled in reply.

"Time 's it?"

Finn tilted his phone towards him, having laid it on the pillow next to him.

"Only five."

That checked out - the mild light streaming in through the blinds still had that late winter glow about it. 

They rested quietly chatting for a while, keeping their laughs low. Their chatter paused when Reg turned on his side to snuggle fully into Finn with an unhappy grumble.

Finn ran his fingers lightly through his hair to slowly wake him properly.

"Hey, baby." He waited until Reg tilted his head up to look at him to continue, trying to control the endearing smile at his slightly offset glasses. "You sleep good?" A sleepy nod in return. "Headache gone?" Reg visibly paused as if to check if it had or not. He got a happy smile as well as a nod in response this time.

Their attention was stolen by the door creaking open a fraction - it was Remus.

"Morning sleeping beauties. We've got an idea for a fun night."

The question was in the statement, an explanation prompted by their interested mumbles.

"Texted some of the other guys, they're down to go to that new club that opened downtown. What d'ya think?"

They were rested and energised from their relaxed morning and their nap, immediately all agreeing.

"We'll have to run home, change into some clubbing clothes and grab my fake ID but yeah. Been too long since we went out," Leo's eyes were alight with excitement, a broad smile spread across his face.

"Shit, I don't have one," Reg realised, his family's reputation had always got him into the clubs he was allowed to go to for appearance's sake - that wouldn't exactly work for him in Gryff.

Re just smiled. 

"Siri had one made for you when you first got here. Figured you'd need it eventually." 

"Have I ever told you guys how great you are?" Reg's grin was matching the other's now. 

"Not nearly enough, kid. We're all meeting at a bar a few blocks from there at around 6, heading to the club when it opens at 8. Give Halla a few hours to rock up somewhat on time. I'll sent you a text with the address," Re grinned, when they all snorted in agreement. "You got about an hour to get home and get sorted. You gonna head to the bar from yours or come back here first?" 

"Meet you at the bar?" Finn looked at the others for their agreement, nodding to Re when they all nodded. 

"Regie I'll find out your ID while you're getting ready and bring it with me." Re left with a dutiful salute when he agreed. 

"You getting ready here, baby?" Lo asked as he sat up and stretched. 

"All my best party clothes are here. If you give me about 20 I'll get ready then come back with you lot... to give critiques on your outfit choices of course," he smirked back, climbing out of bed with a small kiss to the back of Leo's head, still flopped on his stomach. 

Lo groaned, "don't get all smirky and sexy, you'll turn me on." 

Reg walked towards the bathroom, back to the bed, sending a quick look over his shoulder as he shrugged. 

"I like turning you on." He tugged his shirt off as he walked away, leaving him naked. All three men still on the bed watching him unblinkingly, staring at the sway of his hips as he walked until the bathroom door swung shut. 

"Jesus," Lo groaned once more, mirroring Leo and flopping onto his stomach. 

"Can't wait for tonight, we haven't been out in ages," Finn said with a grin. 

"Music's meant to be great there," Leo agreed. 

"Even better." 

Reg emerged from the bathroom ten minutes later. The top half of his hair was tied back into a small ponytail, two curls pulled out at the front to frame the sides of his face, the rest curling down below his jaw. He'd had a shower, brushed his teeth and washed his face, his skin clear and unblemished; the dark circles he'd been plagued with his entire life were as if they'd never been there at all. With a smile at the approving whistles at his hair, he crouched down to the bottom drawer, tugging out a pair of low-waisted, skin-tight black leather trousers and a black mesh shirt. He went commando, slipping the trousers up his legs and jumping before clasping and zipping them. After shrugging on the shirt carefully as to not mess up his hair, he layered a few silver necklaces and rings before slipping a single, small, silver hoop through his right ear. 

"Woah! Since when do you have pierced ears?" Leo shot up, leaning back on his hands as he faced him. 

"Ear," Reg corrected, "another streak of rebellion." 

"Sexy," was all Finn replied, a smirk on his face. 

Reg turned to face them properly, gesturing to himself. 

"What d'you think?" 

"Gorgeous, gorgeous," Finn said with a wink. 

"Very sexy, baby," Leo assured. 

Lo simply sat up and reached his hands to him, feet flat on the floor off the end of the bed. Reg complied, walking over and standing between Lo's legs. The bottom of his shirt was pushed up by Lo's palms, exposing the ridges of his abdomen. 

"Can I give you a hickey? Jus' a small one," he mumbled, looking up at Reg with his lips brushing his skin as he spoke. 

"Sure, baby," Reg laughed lightly. "You wanna show I'm taken?" He was joking, surprised when Lo simply said, "yeah". 

Lo kissed a few inches above his hip bone, scraping his teeth along the skin before he sucked repeatedly. Reg's hand settled on the back of Lo's head, pressing his mouth further into his skin. He pulled away when there was a nice, dark mark on the pale skin, shuffling Reg's shirt down to check that it was obvious through the mesh - it was.

"All ready to go?" Leo asked, clearing his throat.

They all headed downstairs, saying goodbye to Re and Sirius, finally having some food.

"We need to stop by a takeaway to grab some quick food on the way home. Solely bar food does not mix well with drinking, we need to eat something," Leo announced from the driver's seat.

Settling on just sharing two large pizzas, Reg held them as they finished the drive. He plonked himself down on Finn's bed, lying back against the pillows as he ate his slices. The boys took turns between showering and shuffling through their clothes, stealing bites of their slices in between.

"Ooh, wear the tight one," Reg directed Finn, gesturing at the fitted black tank in his right hand instead of the pale pink shirt in his left.

With a laugh, he shrugged the tank on, pairing it with slightly flared black ripped jeans with white racing stripes up the sides. They hugged his waist and ass tightly and he decided to leave his curls out messy and untamed, covering it with a white baseball cap anyways. He looked rugged yet stylish and the boys loved it. Being the first of the three ready, Finn sat next to Reg, reaching over and chomping down his last slice with a pleased hum. Lo was next, silently looking between the clothes that he had in Finn's room and the ones in his own. He came back in wearing a light grey pair of skinny jeans, fiddling with the waistband, unsure of how they looked.

"Do these look tacky to you?"

"Baby. No. They look amazing on you," Reg immediately said, Finn intently nodding through his mouthful of pizza.

Lo smiled, stood in front of the floor length mirror, hands on his hips.

"What do I wear with them?"

"If we weren't going out I'd say nothing but," Reg shuffled up behind him, wrapping his arms low around his waist as he thought, "do you have anything cropped?"

"I have a cropped shirt, black one I think."

"Try it. I think it'll look good. The jeans show off your hips, no point in wearing a shirt that covers them up," Reg's hands slipped to cup his hips over the jeans, squeezing lightly, admiring his figure in the mirror.

Lo basked in the admiration for a few moments with a soft smile.

"Cropped shirt it is."

He slid into his room just as Leo exited the bathroom, towel wrapped low around his waist. Apparently he'd thought about what he was going to wear and instantly went to grab them out of his room after grabbing a slice and pressing kisses to both Finn and Reg's heads. He came back in with his clothes slung over his arm, chucking them onto the end of the bed as he towelled his hair off so it wasn't dripping water everywhere. As he was finishing his slice, Lo walked back in fully dressed, paired with a smile.

"Princess, you're a genius."

The shirt fell a few inches above the waistband of his jeans, showing off his waist and his toned torso, the sleeves short enough to still leave Lo's biceps on show, the lines of the muscle clearly visible.

Leo turned and almost choked, quickly recovering, chucking the crust back in the box. He wiped the grease off his fingers onto the towel and wrapped his hands around Lo's waist, pulling him into his solid chest. His trailed his lips from Lo's, across his cheek and down his jaw and neck.

"You want a hickey to match Regie's, honey?"

Lo nodded once before Leo was making a dark bruise on the side of his neck. It was small like Reg's but it was clear due to the stark contrast with his skin.

"There. You look amazing, baby." Leo kissed him once more before he went back to the bed to begin getting dressed, once again getting distracted by another of his boyfriends. "Jesus. Regie you were definitely right about the tank." He flicked back the light blanket Finn had pulled over his legs and groaned at the choice of jeans. "You are going to ruin me, fishcake," he laughed, eyes roving over the piece of clothing, pleased. "Fucking jeans," he mumbled almost as an afterthought. "When I'm dressed, you're getting one too."

"I'm always down for a hickey, baby, but only if I get to return the favour?"

Leo just smirked, bending down to kiss him a few times before getting ready. He pulled on a pair of tight but not skinny light blue jeans and a white tank that was almost see-through, slipping a white belt through the belt loops. He hung the towel back in the bathroom and bee-lined for Finn with a smirk, putting the now empty pizza boxes on the dresser so they were no longer on the bed. Straddling his hips, he pretended to examine him, hushing him when he tried to rush him.

"I think here will be good," Leo murmured, leaning down to latch his lips onto the front of Finn's neck, just below his Adam's apple. The mark was vivid against Finn's pale skin, the teeth marks still lightly evident in the bite. "Lovely," Leo admired, thumb grazing over the ruined skin.

Mirroring Leo's actions, Finn scanned Leo's body thoroughly before speaking.

"I'm afraid I might have to give you two, one under the shirt and one somewhere else. Just in case people don't see the first," he said faux-regrettably.

He tapped Leo's hip to prompt him to rise up on his knees, making his torso almost level with Finn's mouth. Ducking his head slightly, Finn shucked up the shirt and dug his teeth harshly into one of the prominent ridges on Leo's abdomen. Pulling away, he looked proud at the red raw mark, tugging his shirt down, pleaded to find it was mostly clear even through the fabric.

Despite this, he tutted disprovingly.

"Nope, gonna have to do the second one as well."

He took the skin where his shoulder met his neck between his lips, creating a less harsh but still evident mark there, standing out even brighter as it was so close to the crisp white strap of his tank. After sharing a few more kisses, they stood to join Lo where Reg was helping him to pick out what jewellery he wanted to wear.

Lo ended up with a few simple silver rings and a plain, slightly thick silver chain before he was happy with the result. Leo put on his gold chain necklace he always wore when they were going out - a gift from his parents - and several different sized gold rings. Reg admired the way the rings accentuated the strength and size of Leo's hands: on his own, rings showed off the delicate bones and the elegance of his long fingers, he was fascinated with the different image they gave Leo's hands, despite the rings being similar. Finn layered up his usual dozen or so bracelets, every one of them gifts from the people in his life and slipped the long black rope necklace around his neck with his '17' on it (though his tucked it into the neckline of his shirt as usual).

"Regie?"

"Hmm?" It was Lo that was calling him.

"I asked what you wanna do about PDA tonight. I know we agreed that we're all fine with the team knowing but I wanted to check and there's going to be loads of strangers there too."

"Oh. Um, yeah, no. Uh-"

"Baby," Leo chucked endearingly, "you gave about four different answers there without actually giving one. Breathe, think about what you want. Don't panic, darlin'."

Reg breathed out a soft breath.

"Yeah, I'm alright with PDA, in front of the team and other people."

"Kuny went with a few mates the other week and he said that the club's whole theme is like glow in the dark. The drinks glow and everyone has glowing wristbands but apart from that and the strobe lights, it's pretty much pitch black in there, there's no strong lighting. So, it's not really like people are gonna be able to see us that well anyways," Finn reassured, making Reg relax further.

"I think we should tell the team at the bar though before someone turns around and has a heart attack," Reg joked, more relaxed about it all now. Despite his relaxation, there was still the thought at the back of his mind. "Is there anyone on the team that, I dunno, just wasn't exactly okay with it when you guys came out?"

"God, baby, no," Lo instantly stepped in, "don't worry about that, everyone was fine with it."

"I guessed as much, I just wanted to check," he smiled shyly in return to the reassuring looks they all have him, their hands soothing down his back and his arms. Leo pulled him into a hug that Finn and Lo joined in on quickly, all of them swaying lightly side-to-side.

"I'm really excited for tonight," Reg mumbled into the fabric of Leo's shirt.

"Me too, honey."

They got an uber to the bar and were there quite early: Coops had already arrived as well as Dumo, Coach, Moody, Talker and Noelle. Coach, Dumo and Moody weren't heading to the club with them but they were always up for a drink with the rest of the team whenever they organised something. Timmers and Smitty couldn't make it on account of already being extremely hungover from some pub crawl they did last night but the majority of the team were still on their way. It was only a little while past 6 so there was still time.

Noelle and Logan hadn't seen each other in a while - she immediately jumped up, consequently scaring the shit out of Talker and sprinted to him, pulling him into a giant hug. She was laughing at something he said when she pulled away, heading over to give Leo and Finn hugs too. Reg just planned to say a quick 'hi', they'd only met once before and so was surprised when she pulled him into a hug too, squeezing him tightly and saying she'd hoped he'd come so they could get to know each other better. Reg's smile could've split his face in half as he hugged her back. She lead the way through the small crowd to the giant booth they'd started gathering at, drinks already flowing.

Upon seeing them, Re shuffled through his pockets, handing him his ID with a ruffle to his hair, simultaneously nudging four beers in his direction. 

"We kept the birthday the same, just took the year back a few," he explained with a laugh when Reg grimaced at the photo they'd used.

Reg felt settled now he was around the team, his nerves had begun to spike a bit on the way over, wringing his hands in his lap until Lo clocked and tangled their hands together so he couldn't, once again reassuring him that they'd be fine.

"Who else is headed over?" Leo asked, necking back some of his beer.

"Kuny, Nado and Vans are carpooling, Vans is designated driver for the night, it's his turn apparently," Re explained, laughing in agreement when Finn commented how much he must love that. "Pots and Lils are headed over in about 10 when the babysitter gets there. Kaner and Foxy might be headed over later but they're still deciding who's going to be driving because they both refuse to get ubers. Halla is... well he'll join us at some point in the night. Cole is in his uber at the moment so he should be here in about 5. The old men are heading home before the club," he nodded to Dumo, Arthur and Moody, smirking when Dumo flicked a rather aggressive peanut at his head. Reg was antsy that Cole was headed over, he was a sweet kid but he was new and probably still saw Reg as the enemy younger brother of his Captain. He chugged half his beer in one gulp to try and calm his nerves, hand slipping to wrap around Leo's knee to ground himself. Immediately, Leo's fingers tangled with his, not all that careful about hiding it from the rest of the team, the rounded booth already making that challenging even if he wanted to.

The chatter was louder, the bar getting more full as it got later and the boys getting more rowdy as the drinks kept coming. Leo leaned over to Reg's ear casually, whispering into it with mild concern.

"You okay, baby?"

"Yeah, 'm fine."

Leo pulled back and gave him a look of disbelief in the form of a single raised brow that Reg pretended not to see, instead squeezing Leo's hand lovingly and swigging more of his beer. Lo and Finn were chatting animatedly with Noelle about how long she was in town for and that they didn't know she was coming - it was apparently supposed to be a surprise anyways which clearly worked. Cole rocked up a few minutes after, eyes scanning the room a bit before spotting them and heading over. He said his hellos, gave some fistbumps then quickly ran to get a drink. He'd been normal with Reg, saying hey just as he did to all the others, a genuine, greeting smile on his face. The grip Reg's hand had on Leo's relaxed, now holding on more because he wanted to than because he was panicked.

All of the boys chatted between themselves, riling each other up with jokes and chirps. They all turned to cheer when Pots' messy black hair appeared through the front door, a fiery sea of red following closely behind, their hands tangled together. Reg was just rising to go and buy himself and the boys another round of drinks so was immediately wrapped in a tight hug from Lily, one he swiftly returned.

"Looking hot, baby Black," she grinned at him, green eyes shining as he flushed slightly, moving aside so she could greet everyone else. Reg shuffled himself through the throng surrounding the bar, yelling for four more beers when the bartender gestured to him.

"Hey, baby."

Jumping slightly at the sudden appearance, Reg turned quickly, relaxing instantly when Lo's bright-eyed smile was in front of him.

"Hi, angel," he laughed, kissing him when Lo wrapped his arms around his waist, waiting with him for their beers.

Back at the table, James walked back over from the bar less than a minute after he'd left.

"Babe? I thought you were going to get drinks?" Lily asked, utterly confused.

James said nothing, just slumped down into his seat next to Sirius, turning to face him.

"Cap, Knutty, Harzy. I gotta tell you guys something. I don't wanna ruin your night out but," he paused, breathing out a heavy sigh,"if it was me... I'd want to know."

"Jesus Pots what the fuck is going on?" Finn asked, concerned, while Leo scanned the area around the bar for Lo and Reg, slightly worried that something had happened.

After another long pause, James sighed once more before speaking.

"At the bar, I saw Tremz kiss Reg." He waited with bated breath for a reaction, face totally falling when there was a small pause before everyone burst out laughing, half out if humour, half out of relief someone hadn't died.

"Pots..." was all Leo said, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to catch on.

After another short silence, Moody barked out a laugh.

"Fucking christ, Potter, baby Black's dating the cubs."

"What?!" Spluttering, he turned to face Sirius. "And you know about this?!"

Sirius just nodded, still cackling, it was Re that spoke between laughs.

"They weren't really great at hiding it, Pots."

"You can say that again," grumbled Arthur, his humour still showing through the smile on his face despite his tone.

"And how do you know? You don't get involved with shit like this," James squalked at him.

"If the guy with one eye can see it, I'm pretty sure I can too," Coach huffed a laugh as Moody jabbed at him with his wooden leg.

"What the hell is all the screaming about?" Lo asked with laugh as he and Reg sat, placing two beers each on the table.

Leo quickly gave a run-down of Pots' Oscar-worthy performance, still not being able to stop his giggles.

"So much for telling people ASAP so no one has a heart attack," Reg chuckled, swigging his beer to hide his blush at how much attention was on them.

Finn still caught it and laughed softly pulling him into his side slightly to brush a kiss to his temple, making Lily try and hide her fond smile behind her hand, not wanting to embarrass him further. She got up in the name of getting the drinks James was supposed to get before he freaked out and came back with two margaritas a few minutes later. Still stood, she rose her glass to 'the Cubs and Regie', smiling at their bashful smiles back at her as everyone cheered and hollered for them.

It was just after half seven by the time, Kuny, Vans and Nado got there, apparently there had been a large amount of bickering with Vans insisting it wasn't his turn to drive (it absolutely was), making them run a little late. Halla ran into the bar and scared everyone at the booths and tables around there at almost quarter to 8, wheezing and flopping heavily into a chair. They got in a beer or two before they had to be heading to the club before it got too crowded and everyone was buzzed - even Vans had lost his sad pout at being the only being allowed one beer for the night. The bar was only a couple blocks so the majority decided to walk: Vans, Lily, James, Kuny and Halla (still knackered from his Olympic sprint to get there) going in the car considering it had to be taken nearer the club anyways - they'd be on booth-hunt as soon as they got there while they waited for the walking troops. They all yelled and hugged their goodbyes to the 'oldies' and everyone headed out. It was pitch black already, winter in Gryff having fully set in, Reg was freezing in his mesh shirt but was too happy to care all that much. He swung his and Lo's clasped hands as they walked, making Lo smile and press a kiss to the back of his hand.

Reg held his breath when he passed his ID to the bouncers at the door, trying not to look too thankful when he got waved past without a second glance. The place was still fairly empty so they grabbed one of the large booths in the back corner. The cubs dragged some extra chairs over so all of them could sit if they wanted. Finn and Lo were sat in the booth while Reg grabbed the last chair when Leo crowded himself up against Reg's back, pulling him into him with his hands on his waist, both of them facing Finn and Logan.

"We aren't getting black-out drunk tonight, okay?"

"What? Why not?" Reg turned to the side so he could look up at Leo, not seeing the excited smiles spreading across Finn and Lo's faces.

"Because I'm planning on having quite a long night and I need you to be coherent for what I wanna fill it with," Leo huffed out a light laugh at Reg's initial disgruntled look. His face formed from an obvious pout to a dropped jaw as he realised.

"Oh."

"So, only slightly drunk?" Leo directed his question at all three of them, smiling at the three agreeing nods. At that moment, Sirius came half-jogging over, the countless shot glasses on the tray in his hands almost slipping from his grasp; he let out a relieved sigh when the tray was set on the table with little to no spillage. The rest of the group came over with their own drinks, Re handing the cubs theirs and everyone (bar Vans who energetically clicked his coke with their glasses) grabbed one of the shot glasses from the middle of the table. After a holler of cheers, the night was started as they all necked back their shots, grimaces varying depending on who you looked at. 

Some of the group sat around the booth but the majority dispersed to the dance floor, already writhing with people even so early into the night. 

''C'mon, let's go dance,'' Reg directed his statement to all three boys and tugged on Leo's hand where it was still resting around his waist. 

''Oh, no, I need at least three more of those before I'm dancing,'' Leo laughed, slipping round Reg to sit next to Finn where Lo had immediately got out of his seat.

''But I don't!''

Lo swept past Reg, gripping his wrist as he did, dragging him, laughing and stumbling, to the centre of the room, disappearing almost immediately into the crowd. Leo wrapped an arm over the cushioning of the booth behind Finn's head, fingers stroking along the back of his neck lightly as they watched the pair run off, smiling at their stumbling and giggling. They chatted with the rest of the group on and off for a while, sometimes heading back to the bar to grab some more drinks and two glasses of water for the boys. As Finn had rightly pointed out, with how warm it was in there anyway, the dance floor must be sweltering - they'd be thirsty when they came back over to the booth eventually and chugging alcohol to fix that wouldn't really go with the whole 'not-getting-smashed' idea they'd agreed on. 

Back on the dance floor, Lo and Reg had weaselled their way to near enough the centre of the crowd, loving being surrounded by the people and blending in completely. They'd only been dancing for about 15 minutes and they were already in the high of it, totally enthralled in the music and not giving anyone around them a second passing glance. Lo apparently adored the song that was currently vibrating the floor beneath their feet; forehead resting against Reg's as he seductively sang the words to him, hands having pushed beneath his shirt, roaming across his heated skin. Reg slipped a hand around the front of his neck, squeezing slightly as he pulled him forwards to kiss him - he'd go mad otherwise, Lo's lips panting hot breath over his for what felt like hours; he had to kiss him. 

Almost an hour after they had first stumbled into the crowd, Finn gently nudged Leo when he saw their curls emerge from a small part in the crowd. They had bright smiles, rosy cheeks and, what Finn and Leo were quick to notice, swollen lips paired with considerably more marks on their necks than they went in with. They grinned at them both when their eyes met, laughing when they both sent grateful looks to them when they got closer and saw the cold water next to them on the table. After chugging half the glass each, Reg sent a hopeful look at them both. 

''Had enough to drink to come and dance with us yet?''

''Oh you two were dancing?'' Finn smirked with a raised eyebrow despite already rising and shuffling out the booth. When they both just cheekily grinned back at him, he gave them each a quick kiss before heading in the direction of the bar. ''One more shot for everyone and we'll all go up.''

A short minute later, he was headed over with four shot glasses, passing them around, Leo having followed his path out the booth while he was away. 

Swigging them down, as soon as their glasses were on the table, they were pulled back into the crowd, again into the middle of it all. Reg saw Leo looking pretty tense, unsure what to do with himself when he turned to face him. The song was slow, the heavy bass rattling through their teeth as the lights turned low and red. He pressed up against his front, surprising him slightly, smiling at Leo's widened eyes as his hands naturally settled on Reg's waist to keep him steady as he rose onto his tiptoes. With a playful grin, Reg brushed their noses together before pressing a deep kiss to Leo's lips. When he felt him relax, he spun in his grip, bringing his hands back to his hips, swaying them slowly against him. He leaned his head back to rest against Leo's shoulder when he squeezed tighter and pressed against his back more solidly. Reg sighed audibly when Leo's lips skimmed the shell of his ear, hips grinding back into Leo's instead of side-to-side as they had been. He couldn't even drag his focus away from the sensation of Leo breathing heavily on his ear as his fingers squeezed his hips to take note of Finn and Lo dancing inches away from him.

Lo's back was facing them, his front pressed tightly against Finn's. It was clear in the flex of Finn's arm as it wrapped around Lo's back how firmly he was keeping Lo to him, holding the back of Lo's neck in his hand, the other gripping his ass. Their hips were moving in tandem, one of Finn's thighs pressing between Lo's legs, Logan's doing the same as they ground together in time with the bass. Apparently, the hand on the back of his neck was to do more than hold him close - Lo's head dropped back, showing Finn's lips sucking on the skin just under his ear, the hand making sure Lo's movement didn't detach his lips. 

Reg's attention was dragged over to them properly when Finn's eyes flicked up to meet his over Lo's shoulder, lips never leaving his skin. His heart thudded in his chest, hips stilling against Leo without him realising. Leo chuckled in his ear before tutting lightly in disapproval - without another word, he shuffled them the few inches forward so Reg's front was pressed against Lo's back. Finn broke eye contact with him to flick them up to Leo's, lips breaking away from Lo's skin to grin.

Lo straightened up from where he'd slumped slightly against Finn to turn his head to the side to face Reg, his chin now tucked a bit over Lo's shoulder. One of Lo's hands came round to cup the back of Reg's head, pulling him closer to bring him into a dirty kiss full of teeth and tongue. There were people pressed into every side of them, their eyes barely giving them a second glance before turning back to the people they were with. They were invisible here - Reg loved it. The thought gave him a new bold vigour, running his hands up Lo's torso, the strong ridges there making him shudder. He only hesitated once before he brushed the tips of his fingers over Lo's nipples, still hidden (if only barely) by the hem of his shirt. Their lips separated as Lo breathed a gasp.

"Yellow, not here," he whispered, his eyes searching Reg's for understanding.

Reg hid himself slightly in Lo's neck, brushing a gentle kiss to it before mumbling into his ear.

"'M sorry, I shouldn't hav-"

"No, baby. This is what the colours are for. We do something, if someone doesn't like it, they colour out. No harm done if it's stopped so you don't have to apologise." Leo immediately cut him off. "Don't get all up in your head about it, sweetheart, relax."

"'Kay." Reg blushed slightly, acutely aware of how close Leo was pressed against him when he made him look up at him to make sure he wasn't beating himself up when there was no need.

"Just dance, no one's looking at us here. Don't have to worry about anythin'," Leo's voice had dropped from it's neutral, soothing tone to a few octaves lower - a slow, seductive drawl.

"Fucking accent," Reg breathed with a grin, tilting his head to the side to allow Leo's lips more room to skim across his skin, eyes fluttering shut at the brief, soft kiss pressed to it.

Leo didn't even try to suppress his cocky grin at feeling the shivers racing up and down Reg's body; all because of his voice. "C'mon, baby. Dance with me." He didn't give him chance to respond before he was holding Reg's hand in his and twirling him to face him - his balance was off due to the suddenness, making him fall into Leo's chest with a soft thud. Leo's arms encircled his waist, pulling him flush against him before his hands slid down to cup his ass, hands flexing appreciatively against him. Reg's hands skimmed up Leo's chest to wrap over his shoulders, tracing the muscles and ridges with his fingers, feeling the strength underneath his tank.

Swaying them to the beat of the music, Leo grinned down at Reg, relishing in the admiration in his eyes as he marvelled at Leo's shoulders and arms. The feeling of his fingers delicately swirling across his skin made him shudder, his whole body feeling every movement. Despite Reg's combat boots, Leo still towered over him - perfect for Leo, he always got overprotective when he was tipsy. The crown of Reg's head was underneath Leo's chin with how closely they were pressed together. This meant that when Leo finally could no longer wait for a kiss, he had to guide Reg's head with a hand on the back of it, tilting him to the side and up, capturing his lips intensely with his. Reg whimpered loudly into his mouth, the passion behind the kiss making him struggle to process what was happening for a moment. When he came back to his senses and began to kiss him back, he pushed up desperately onto his toes, getting as close to Leo's lips as he could, the hand still remaining on the back of his head helping him lean up. Leo's other hand lingered along the strip of skin revealed along the small of his back, teasing along the leather waist of his trousers.

When the cloud over Reg's mind cleared slightly, a small smirk grew on his face as the song changed. With Leo's hand still hovering around his lower back and his waist, he smirked back when Reg's hips began smoothly swaying from left to right, both of Leo's hands joining to rest on either hip, following the movement as if seeing the fluidity of his body wasn't enough.

"God, you're so fucking sexy." It was as if the sentence blurted itself out, Leo's pupils dilated, his eyes slitted and heavy as he stared at him unblinkingly.

"Nice to know the childhood dance lessons paid off," he mumbled onto Leo's lips before capturing them in his again for a few deep kisses full of tongue.

"Our own little dancer, hm? You gonna give us a private show one day?" Leo kissed along his jaw as he flirted, hands still following and guiding the sway of his hips.

"As soon as you decide what you want me to be."

At Leo's confused but intrigued look, he reached up to wrap his arms daintily around Leo's neck, fingers dancing softly along the back of his neck, making goosebumps trail across his skin despite the suffocating heat.

"A dancer's gotta have a costume for a performance. Something light and breathable: mesh, satin, lace," he drawled off the list like he was naming fruits, twirling a piece of short hair near the top of Leo's neck absentmindedly around his fingertips.

"If you want to try it, we'll buy you as much lingerie as you want, princesse."

A light startled laugh sped out from between Reg's lips.

"You'll buy it for me?"

"Of course, love. It's a gift to us to get to see you in it, the least we can do is pay for it. That's the rule we have for Lo's pieces."

Reg giggled, interested and excited. "Lolo has lingerie?" At Leo's slightly distracted nod and his hooded eyes from the memory, Reg decided to tease the idea a bit more. "Maybe we could get matching sets. Put on a different kind of performance for you and Harzy?"

With a groan, he squeezed his eyes shut and dropped his forehead down to rest against Reg's.

"Is it too early to go home?"

"Yes! We haven't even danced yet!"

Leo looked confused, "we're literally dancin' right now, love."

"No, I'm dancing you're just watching me," he stated matter-of-factly. "If you've got no rhythm just say that, it's okay to admit it," Reg teased him, an eyebrow raised daringly at him, a smirk playing across his face as he rolled his eyes in false-exasperation. 

In reply, Leo twirled Reg so fast it was over before he even processed it had happened. His back was to Leo's chest as Leo rolled their bodies together in fluid, synchronised motions to the beat. It seemed to come naturally to him, like breathing, expertly moving not only himself but Reg too in intricate rhythms to the almost nonsensical Spanish song playing; the booming bass drowning out the words nearly entirely.

"I'm from NOLA, I was born dancin', little darlin'," Leo drawled in Reg's ear, making a point of teasingly skimming his fingers over Reg's throat as his head leaned back against Leo's shoulder.

Reg whimpered, eyes fluttering closed. 

"Don't call me that. Make me slip." 

Instantly, Leo began squeezing his hips in a set rhythm, hoping to ground him and bring him out of his head a bit, kissing a soft apology into his temple. He decided to try and capture his attention. 

"You have till we get home to figure out what you think your punishment should be."

That snapped Reg back to reality in a second.

"Punishment? For teasing you?"

"No, sweetheart. For rolling your eyes."

Reg's eyes widened as he remembered their conversation from literally this morning. Anxiety twisted in his abdomen but it's cry was deafened by the excitement of Leo having him like that again. Controlling him, overpowering him, dominating him. His body zinged with anticipation - he was suddenly very disappointed in his own insistence that it was far too early to head home.

After swallowing more times than he'd ever be willing to admit out loud, Reg spoke, his voice barely audible over the music.

"I get to pick what it is?"

"Yeah, darlin'. But I pick how many times?"

Reg's eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a moment at his wording.

"So I'm getting spanked?"

"If that's what you pick, yes."

"But you said you pick how many times. The only punishment that you would count the amount of times is spanking... Right?"

Leo's chuckle would've been endearing if it wasn't for the rumbling undertone - Reg hadn't learned everything about the boys and their tells (not even close) but he knew that tone from Leo meant he was leaning into his dom headspace. And that changed everything. The chuckle would've been almost menacing if it wasn't engrained into Reg that he had total control over what would happen to him. It acted as a promise of a floating headspace and mind-blowing intimacy; Leo was excited because he was about to teach Regie something new, something that he never would've dreamed about.

"If you choose spanking, I'll decide the hits depending on what you want to be spanked with. But you can choose to be edged. Us three taking turns to get you close to the edge then bringing you away from it as many times as I choose. Fuck, you'd beg so prettily by the second time I bet. Just turn you into a shaking little mess for us, until we finally make you cum, when I finally let you cum for me. Or you can choose to be overstimulated. We'd make you cum over and over and over again until you're so fucked out and gorgeous for us. All flushed up and covered in your own cum - you do look very pretty in white. You could choose that your punishment is simply waiting." It was obvious Leo wasn't too sure what Reg would think of that one, leaving the last idea there.

Meanwhile, Reg's brain was running with ideas of what he could be talking about. He was trembling in Leo's arms, only just realising that Leo had kept them dancing and moving even as the songs switched out from one another. It sparked something in Reg that there were people so, so close to them, but due to how closely Leo was whispering into his ear, no one had a single clue what they were talking about. Well, everyone apart from Lo and Finn. Finn had noticed a few minutes ago over Lo's shoulder: the telltale dominant posture of Leo; Reg's flushed, trembling body; the protective arms Leo had wrapped around Reg, seemingly protecting him from anything that might upset him while he was so vulnerable in public.

Reg had to ask.

"Waiting?"

Leo just hummed, waiting patiently for Reg to process and organise his thoughts into anything except the mindless tangle they were in currently.

"What d'you mean by waiting?"

"I mean we stay here longer, have a long night out. Go home, have showers, have some food, cuddle and talk. And you don't get to cum. In that case, I'd decide how long you aren't allowed to cum for. It could be an hour after we get home, two, three. It could be you watching us play and cum while you don't. Could be all of us playing except you don't cum. Or I could make you wait until tomorrow, leave you hard and aching but not able to do anything about it."

"Not allowed to touch myself?" It wasn't a full sentence and Reg was grateful that it wouldn't have to be, he'd understand.

Leo tutted disapprovingly and shook his head.

"I wouldn't let you." He paused for a moment, "But, of course, you'd colour out if it got too overwhelming."

"And if I did I'd be allowed to cum?"

"If that was what was making you safe word, of course you could."

Reg was silent for a few moments before he began nodding his head.

"That. I wanna do that. Please?"

Leo didn't even try to hide his grin, it was clear that was one of his favourites.

"Alright then, honey."

Reg was waiting, waiting for him to say something else, to elaborate but nothing without his prompt, just them swaying and dancing.

"That's it? Am I allowed to know how long for?"

"There's no unwritten rules, my darlin'." Leo paused to laugh, not unkindly. "If you want to know something or do something, just ask. Remember, we do this however it works for us. That doesn't just mean it works however me, Fish and Lo usually do it - it's however it works for you too, baby."

Reg was slightly speechless, glad he could blame his flaming blush on the heat of their close proximity. 

"Yeah, I wanna know."

"Okay, tomorrow morning."

That was a long way away. Did that mean after midnight? Or after they went to sleep then woke up? When the sun rose? Was Leo that particular? But Leo didn't elaborate once again and Reg kind of preferred the not completely knowing every detail. Leo wouldn't do anything that would put him in a situation that he would be at risk in and he could always colour out if need be. He'd be fine so he continued dancing.

Reg let himself be guided mindlessly by Leo's arms, head tilting back against Leo's shoulder. He brought a hand up to hold the back of Leo's head, prompting Leo's lips towards his neck, desparate for the touch he'd been given earlier. Then he remembered that he couldn't cum when his cock throbbed in his trousers and groaned out a humourless laugh, spinning around to face him.

"I'm gonna get something to drink and get away from you, Mr Touchy." He pressed a kiss to Leo's cocky grin and meandered his way through the crowd to the bar. He ordered himself a coke and redbull and headed back to the booth. Lils and James were just taking quick swigs of their drink at the table before heading back out onto the dance floor. They both grinned at him and Lily, clearly more drunk than the majority of them at the moment, yelled quite a loud praise for Reg's 'game', pointedly eyeing the marks along his neck and his swollen lips. With a small laugh, he sank onto the cushioning on the booth, sighing gratefully at the relieved ache in his feet.

"Hey, sweetheart." Finn came sauntering over, his own vodka lemonade in hand. He leaned with the small of his back against the table in front of Reg, crossing his arms over his chest, looking down at where Reg was sat.

Grinning up at him, Reg slid his hands up Finn's thighs in greeting.

"Hi, baby. Lo and Le still dancing?"

Finn stroked a hand down the side of Reg's face, tucking a stray curl behind his ear as a smirk spread across his face.

"When I headed over here, I saw them sneaking into the bathroom so I'm gonna call that a definite no on the kind of dancing you're on about."

Reg smirked back slightly at the knowledge of how much Lo's exhibitionist self would love that - the idea of fucking at the rink was definitely his favourite plan.

"You wanna sneak off with me, honey?" Finn continued, biting his lip unconsciously as his eyes trailed down Reg's body. 

Just when Reg was about to say that he wasn't allowed to cum, his mind flicked back to the photo of Finn taken when Reg was sucking him off in the kitchen, effectively solidifying a plan in his mind. Wordlessly, Reg drank down half his drink and slipped his hand into Finn's before pulling him in the direction of the bathrooms. When they entered, they were very impressed that you couldn't tell which stall Leo and Logan were in. The door to the bathroom apparently did very little to muffle noise, the music still perfectly loud enough to hear clearly. Slipping quietly into a stall, Reg pulled Finn into him, leaning back against the side. Finn sucked Reg's lip into his mouth, kissing him as his fingers trailed up his sides gently. When his fingers then wondered down to palm Reg's cock through his trousers, he pulled away to mumble breathlessly to him.

"Not allowed to cum."

Finn failed to muffle his laugh.

"What'd you do to piss him off?"

With a small thud, Reg dropped his head back to lean against the stall.

"Rolled my eyes."

Finn rested his forearm over Reg's head, leaning into him casually as he pulled a soft 'oof' face with a light tut of disproval before a smile spread across his face. He traced his other thumb from Reg's cheekbone down to his lips, pulling down his bottom lip so his mouth parted slightly.

"How'd you feel about just kisses then, princess?"

Grazing his lips over Finn's thumb where it rested on his lip still, Reg made sure to flutter his lashes up at him.

"Just because I can't cum doesn't mean you can't." In silent continuation, Reg slowly traced along the skin above Finn's waistband, fingers lingering on the button.

"You sure, honey?" 

"Harzy, I want you. Please let me?" Reg begged, putting a slight whining lilt on his tone, knowing how much Finn loves when they whine and plead with him. 

"I love you so fucking much," Finn whispered, breath fanning across Reg's lips before he kissed him deeply. Reg pulled away when his head began to spin, opting instead to sink to his knees; just about managing, squeezed tightly between the wall of the stall and Finn's body. Finn struggled to conceal a groan when Reg's hand wrapped around the now exposed length of his cock, fully hard and waiting in his grip. With his one arm still resting on the side of the stall, his forehead dropped to rest against it, his other hand coming to rest in Reg's curls for something to hold onto as Reg's tongue placed kitten licks along the tip.

Finn's hand on the wall curled into a tight fist when he began bobbing his head quickly on his cock, hand twisting around the rest of the length not in his mouth.

"There you go, baby. Just like that," Finn was trying his hardest not to moan, meaning he was panting heavily as he tried and failed to take some deep breaths. "You're so fucking good for me, look at you. Y'so fucking pretty, Regie." Finn's voice was a constant hushed whisper but he still caught each and every word from his lips. A whimper managed to escape from his throat even with his mouth full but his words were nothing compared to the look sent down at him when Finn realised how much his rambles were having an effect on him. He was suddenly glad he was kneeling, his legs trembling even though no weight was on them. Bringing himself back to the task at hand, Reg slid the tip of Finn's cock past the tight ring of his throat, swallowing repeatedly and breathing deeply in through his nose.

Finn muffled the moan but a low, rumbling groan still fell from his lips, his leaning hand sliding up the wall to wrap over the top of the stall, needing something solid to grip onto.

"Forgot you could do that," Finn seemingly mumbled to himself, mouth falling open as his brows pulled into a sharp crease, staring down at Reg in what almost appeared to be disbelief, watching his cock slide deeper and deeper into his mouth. Finn visibly shivered when Reg's throat made a loud, wet sound as he swallowed him down, his cock throbbing harshly within the confines of Reg's throat.

They both paused when a very distinct sound of slapping skin echoed throughout the bathroom, followed by a loud moan that was clearly supposed to be muffled but wasn't.

Lo and Knutty.

The bright grin that Finn sent down at him made him shiver for a moment before he brought his attention back to Finn's hard cock. Reg sped his movements, the knowledge that Leo and Logan were chasing their orgasms just a few stalls away made him desperate to finish Finn with them. He choked Finn down his throat once more and swallowed around him continuously, moaning softly, low in his throat. His eyes flicked up expecting to see Finn staring down at him but instead his face was tucked into the lifted arm holding onto the top of the stall. When Reg focused properly, blinking the tears from his eyes, he saw Finn's teeth digging into the skin of his bicep, unable to do anything else to muffle his moans as Reg built that knot in his stomach.

Reg phased out, getting lost in the rhythm he'd built for himself - it wasn't until Finn used the hand tangled in his curls to tap twice that he took in the deep flush along his body and the tremble in his legs and abdomen. At the knowledge that he could do that to him, Reg's ego soared, prompting him to work Finn over more intensely; his own admiration for praise making pleasure shooting down his own spine as he hummed approvingly around the cock in his mouth.

Finn's hand tightened in his hair, not hard enough to hurt, just to keep him there as he fell off the edge. Mouth still biting into his own skin, Finn felt the moment his teeth sank through, the tang of blood just noted by his senses but mainly overpowered by the pleasure rocketing through him as Reg whimpered against him. His head was still spinning even after it was only the aftershocks running through him, stroking a soothing hand through Reg's hair as he leaned, panting against his leg. After a few more moments, he leaned down to urge Reg up via a light grip on his shoulders after zipping his trousers back up. He caught him with a soft, endearing chuckle when he stumbled and fell against him, blushing at his shakiness. Sandwiching him between his own body and the stall, he held his waist lightly, keeping him upright. He pressed a soft kiss to the crown of his head when Reg leaned to tuck his head in the crook of his neck.

Giving him a few more minutes, Finn just ran soothing fingers through the strands of his hair, running a hand across the bone of his hip as well. 

"Did you cum, baby?" He asked mainly as confirmation that the reason for Reg's shaking was due that. However, instead of nodding yes or shaking his head no, Reg went rigid against him - so much so that even his trembling stopped for a moment. 

"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me, sweetheart, what's up?" Finn tried and struggled to keep the worry out of his tone. 

His heart stuttered when Reg complied, pulling his head away from his neck slightly and looking up at him, big, grey eyes filled with tears and guilt. 

"Wasn't allowed." 

"Oh, honey, come here." Reg's little sniffle broke his heart, making him rush to reassure him. "It's alright, you didn't purposefully break daddy's rules okay? He's not gonna be mad." There was a brief knock at the door to the stall that made them both freeze. 

"Darlin's?" 

It was Leo. 

"There's no one else in here." He continued. 

That was explanation enough for Finn to flick the latch on the door and urge Reg out in front of him, following quickly behind. Reg managed to shuffle behind Finn despite heading out before him, snuggling into his back with a guilty sniff. Lo was leaning heavily against the sinks, cheeks flushed a deep cherry red and panting softly still. Leo was torn between shuffling closer and keeping his distance. 

"Princess, I promise I'm not mad, c'mon." When Reg made no effort to move from behind him, Finn gently gripped the wrists around his waist to detach him slightly, tugging to prompt him to come around. When he tried to tug in the opposite direction, Finn tried a sterner but still soft approach. 

"Regulus, come round. No one is mad, we need to check you're okay and we can't if we can't see you." 

Reg shuffled round, wiping the tears from his cheeks quickly. Leo walked towards him and pulled him into his chest while Finn headed quietly over to Lo, still leant against the sink. 

"'M sorry, daddy. "

"Sweetheart, don't get upset about it. We can do something else for your punishment or nothing at all if you don't want to alright? As long as you're happy and safe, I don't care." Leo smiled softly down at where Reg had propped his chin on his chest, nodding in response. "We're gonna go home, okay, baby?"

"Don't wanna ruin-"

"No. Making sure yous are happy and feel safe is our main priority, you wouldn't be ruining anything, especially when you're slipping. We were gonna go anyway, Lo's going under as well."

Reg nodded, snuggling back into his chest, breathing deeply, relaxing into the smell of his aftershave.

"You three go finish your drinks, I'll find Coops to let 'em know we're leaving," Leo announced, his no-arguments tone from his talk with Reg still prevalent, making the three simply nod in agreement. Lo managed to discreetly lean his weight Finn as they walked, making it look natural and affectionate while Finn tangled his fingers with Reg. He led them around the edge of the dancefloor, keeping them away from the crowds and they headed to the table. It was empty of people although there were considerably more half-full glasses scattered on it. Reg located his coke and redbull and necked back the rest almost in a trance as Lo did the same. 

''You sure he's not mad?''

Finn smiled softly at him.

''Yeah, sweetheart. He's just upset that you're upset, that's all." He brushed a kiss to Reg's curls and turned to Lo, "How you feeling, angel? Y'feelin' okay?''

''Really trying not to drop.''

''Do you think you'll drop far, honey?''

Lo just nodded, eyes darting to try and find Leo so they could go. He appeared from the crowd a few moments later, tangling his hand with Lo's outstretched one - the four of them immediately heading to the entrance. 

''Loops said Pots took Lils home a little while ago,'' was all he said as they headed out. 

Finn had called an uber when they'd headed out the bathroom so there was still a few minutes wait by the time they were outside. Leo and Finn wrapped Reg and Lo close to them as they'd immediately begun shivering once they'd passed out the warmth of the club. They stood in silence the entire time, only moving to place soft kisses to the crowns of their head whenever they shivered particularly notably. Crowding into the car, Reg jumped in the front before another of the boys could; he needed some distance to clear his head and get his emotions in check. When they pulled up to the house, Reg managed a tight but genuine smile and 'thank you' to their driver before heading straight in without a single look over his shoulder.

Sliding out of his shoes, he threw his ID, phone and keys on the small table by the front door and headed directly up the stairs, intending to immediately get out his cum-covered trousers and into scalding shower to try to scrub his embarrassment off.

''Regie!'' 

Leo called him from the door, toeing his shoes off but keeping his eyes trained on Reg. He just turned from the first step of the stairs and looked at him, waiting for him to continue. 

''Where you running off to, love?'' 

''Shower.''

After a light pause, Leo began again, slightly confused by how short Reg was being. 

''...Shower?''

''Yeah. Am I not allowed to shower?''

Still confused, Leo took a few steps through the door to make room for Finn and Lo to shuffle through. 

'''Course you are-''

With that, Reg spun on his heel and continued upstairs, shucking off his shirt in the process.

The boys watched him go, all as confused as the other.

''What happened when you were figuring out his punishment?'' Finn questioned, guiding Lo up the stairs in front of him. Reg had taken the shower adjacent from Lo's room so he lead Lo to the main bathroom. 

''Well, we were dancing and I was listing off a few different options and he asked for that one. He wanted it.'' 

''He's probably just scared he upset you,'' Lo mumbled, stepping underneath the spray when Finn helped him to shimmy out his jeans. ''You didn't really help either.'' He added with a pointed look at Leo.

''Huh? What'd I do?''

''Exactly what you did when I just said he's scared about pissing you off. You got mad at the fact he thought you'd be mad. So naturally, he thinks you're pissed at him.'' Leo opened his mouth to speak but Lo was on a roll now. ''Of course we're gonna be worried about pissing you off or disappointing you. We wanna be good for you and behave for you. It's the same with Sir and it's more about us feeling bad than because you've done something to make us think you're scary or an angry person or whatever. So now, he thinks you're mad and he wants to prove he can be good but he doesn't know how because he's never been put in this position before so he's freaking out because he has no clue what to do. And to top it all off he's slipping like I am and some of us just want to cuddle and go to sleep but we can't because everyone's mad at everyone even though no one was actually mad.'' 

Throughout his speech, Lo had actually fully showered and was about to get out. Finn passed him a towel and pulled him into a hug after he'd wrapped it around his waist. Lo cried softly into Finn's shoulder, overwhelmed and frustrated - it wouldn't phase him if he wasn't trying so hard not to slip. After a few moments of silence, Lo calmed slightly from the close proximity with Finn and spoke again in a more quiet tone, voice slightly muffled from Finn's shoulder.

''That was your queue to go talk to him.'' Leo tapped the back of Lo's neck lightly to get him to turn his head and pressed a soft kiss to his lips before he left. 

He headed over to Lo's room and paced for a minute before he sat on the bed, palms pressed to his eyes. 

"You the shower police now?" Reg leaned against the doorway between the bedroom and bathroom, arms folded across his chest, towel slung low around his waist. 

"I'm not mad at you." 

"I don't care if you're mad at me, I just wanna get dressed and go to bed." 

"I'm not mad at you, darlin'." 

"Leo, I really don't-" 

"Enough." 

Reg turned from where he'd moved to pull on one of Lo's sweaters, holding it in his hands, gripping it tightly. 

Leo rose silently, walked over to Reg and took the sweater from him. 

"Lift your arms." His voice was soft but clear. 

He slipped it down Reg's arms and over his head, lightly brushing a curl from his forehead absentmindedly with a soft finger. 

"Boxers or no?" 

Reg stayed perfectly still apart from his nod, keeping his eyes focused down so Leo couldn't see the tears building there.

He leaned a stabilising hand on Leo's shoulder when he crouched down to slide them up his legs, the towel pooling at his feet. He grabbed a pair of sweats and tugged them up, drawing the strings in slightly and tying a small bow with deft fingers. He bent down to scoop up the towel, moving to hang it in the bathroom, stopping instantly when a hand wrapped around his bicep. 

"You're going?" 

Facing Reg again, he soothed a hand over his shoulder. 

"I'm going to hang the towel, then we're gonna go to bed with our boyfriends and talk about everything in the morning. That sound okay?" At Reg's nod, he cupped his cheeks with both hands, skimming his thumbs across them to wipe away the few stray tears that had fallen. "No more tears, okay, baby? There's no need to be upset, everything is perfectly fine, everyone is perfectly fine. You're safe." He'd barely gotten the words out before Reg's eyes pooled again. He pressed his lips to the centre of his forehead, hands still resting on his face. "You're so, so, so safe, princess, I promise, no one is mad at you." Reg wrapped his arms around Leo's shoulders, letting himself be guided up and into the circle of his arms as Leo walked them to Finn's room once he'd quickly hung up the towel. 

Lo was cuddled up in bed already, visibly dropping to sleep but trying not to as Finn tugged Leo's jersey on with a pair of boxers. Once he saw them walk in, Finn grabbed his towel off the bed so Reg could sit there; he moved to take it back into the bathroom but froze when Reg refused to let go of Leo, sniffling quietly into his shoulder. Instead, Leo sat with Reg on his lap, silently stroking a hand over his hair and down his back. When Reg's sniffles had quietened after a while and he'd relaxed fully into Leo's hold, Le spoke again.

''Honey, are you okay to cuddle with Lolo while I go shower?''

After a tentative nod, Reg shuffled off his lap and up to the head of the bed, instantly curling himself into Lo's outstretched arms. The two tangled themselves together quickly, cuddling down to sleep. Finn followed Leo into the bathroom, shutting the door over so the sound of the shower would be muffled for them. 

Leo was splashing some cold water on his face, running his fingers through his hair to untangle it slightly so it wouldn't become a soaking mess in the shower. Finn didn't say anything, just shut the door and pulled himself up to sit on the counter, watching Leo put on the shower and shuck out of his sweaty clothes. He stayed in silence while he showered, eyes roving over him, expressionless. When Leo was just about finishing up, Finn jumped down and cracked the door of the bathroom open, seeing Lo and Reg awake and mumbling softly to each other. 

"Hi darlings, yous okay?" 

He got to approving hums and nudged his head to the bedroom door when Lo looked at him questioningly, Reg still nestled into Lo's chest. 

Lo spoke next. 

"Regie, baby, I'm gonna go sleep in my room, the shower's a bit loud. Come sleep with me?" he asked with a mock-pleading pout, softly smiling when Reg just huffed a laugh and tugged him towards the door. They gave Finn their respective kisses on their way to Lo's room and then Finn went back into the bathroom just as Leo was stepping out and turning the shower off; leaving the door propped slightly open this time. He quickly towelled off his hair and chest and wrapped it around his waist as Finn retook his position perched on the counter top. 

When Leo moved to go past him to get some clothes from the bedroom, Finn stopped him with a hand blocking his path, coming to rest on his stomach. Leo stopped in place but didn't turn, waiting for Finn to say something. They were pretty much eye level with the height of the counter but Leo kept his eyes trained on the door as Finn's fingers splayed across his abdomen, trailing over the ridges there, chasing the few stray droplets of water that ran down his shoulders from the longer ends of his hair. 

His fingers traced down the line of his abs and down his navel until they reached the top of the towel. With one quick tug of a hooked finger, it pooled around his feet. That prompted Leo to send a sidewards glance at him, the corner of his mouth quirking up when Finn simply gave an unapologetic, sarcastic 'oops' look. With a small scoot, he was sat on the edge of the counter, Leo stood side-on between his knees still. He grazed his knuckles back up the long expanse of Leo's torso, only deviating from his straight line when he reached his chest. He placed his palm flat against the centre of Leo's chest, reaching his fingers to lightly flick against his nipple, revelling in the sharp intake of breath; his only subtle reaction since his look. 

Finn brushed his fingers up to the expanse of his chest, scratching his nails across the surface lightly as he ducked his head, kissing his way up the bicep closest to him until he reached his shoulder. His palm pressed against the front of his throat, wrapping his fingers lightly around up as he slowly moved it further and further up. When his palm was underneath his jaw, he cupped his chin, gripping the sides of his face with his fingers before urging him to turn towards him. 

His eyes went from Leo's lips to his eyes before leaning forward to flick his tongue across Leo's top lip. He pressed his lips lightly to the same spot then flicked his eyes to meet his. Leo's head didn't tilt or move more than Finn had made him but his eyes were looking straight at him, half-lidded and so, so blue. 

''You gonna admit it and let me fuck you or you gonna keep being stubborn?''

Leo just hummed, eyes trailing up and down Finn's face. 

''I'm not gonna be the one getting fucked, honey,'' Leo's voice was a low rumble. 

Finn clicked his teeth, pretending to consider the thought for a moment.

''Not too sure about that one, Knutty.''

''Really?'' Leo turned slowly to stand between Finn's legs facing him. He skimmed his fingers up Finn's thighs, trying to ignore the way Finn's fingers tightened slightly where it had slipped from his jaw to his neck.

''Mhm,'' Finn trailed his lips from Leo's chin, across his cheek to poise them just by his ear. ''You wanna know how I know?'' he whispered. He waited for Leo's answer, leaning back to look at him when he didn't reply to show he wanted an answer. 

''How?''

''Because I can see how much you want me to take you.'' Leo didn't need any elaboration, his hard cock pressed against the inside of Finn's thigh, throbbing with the knowledge of how good Finn could make him feel. Eyes fluttering shut, Leo leaned his forehead against Finn's, their breaths fanning across each other's lips. 

''Please fuck me.''

As soon as the sentence had left Leo's lips, Finn was sliding his hand around to the back of his neck, tugging his entire body into him, pressing against him fully. Their tongues tangled almost immediately, making them both shiver as they panted together. Leo's hands gripped onto Finn's hips, just holding him for a moment before he pulled him forwards and off the counter. Finn walked Leo backwards to the door, thankful that Leo was a good multi-tasker, managing to locate the door and nudge it open enough so they could pass through before they were too close for it to do so. 

Being guided towards the bed, Leo quickly slipped his fingers around the hem of Finn's jersey, tugging it up and over his head so their lips were only parted for a moment. Leo had just moved to grip Finn's love handles to pull him closer when he was suddenly being shoved backwards by two strong hands on his chest, landing with a thud on the bed.

''Thought you'd want me to keep the jersey on,'' Finn panted, shucking his boxers down his legs so fast Leo had barely noticed the movement. 

''Wanna feel you,'' was all Leo whispered back before pulling Finn to crawl on top of him. 

Finn took his time running his hands across Leo's body, ignoring how his heart stuttered at how ruined Le sounded already. 

''God, I'll never get enough of you.'' He leaned back, straddling Leo's waist and ran his hands from his shoulders, down across his chest and raked his nails over his abs. ''Look at you, baby.'' Leo tried sitting up to tug Finn back down on top of him. With a palm in the centre of his chest, Finn instantly pushed him to lay flat on his back once again. ''I'm staring at my Greek God, so if you could not interrupt me, that'd be great.'' Leo complied but brought his hands up to cover his face. ''Don't hide from me, love."

"Please just kiss me, baby."

Finn relented, kissing up his torso, skimming his lips over his chest before he captured his lips in his. He leaned a hand between Leo's shoulder and the pillow, the other wrapping around the back of Leo's neck to pull him up and into him. Leo's fingers ran over the expanse of Finn's back, his blunt nails digging into the muscle there, partly to feel the strength there, partly to press him closer against him.

When Finn gradually moved his kisses south, Leo went to protest but quickly stopped himself when his mouth began a direct line to his nipple. Loving to see Leo so openly desperate for his touch, Finn scattered soft kisses over his peck, adding a slight bite to make his breath hitch. At first, he only lightly brushed his lips over the hard peak, barely grazing the sensitive skin. He pulled back ever so slightly so he could fully take in the way Leo's back arched him up into the touch.

"Baby-" Leo's voice was strained, his grip on the covers beneath them tight and unrelenting.

"Shh," Finn said, saying the word as a breath, not moving his face from where he'd been placing kisses, revelling in the shiver it sent careening over Leo's skin. 

He leaned down and pressed a wet, open-mouthed kiss to the hardened peak, flicking the very tip of his tongue against it as he did.

Leo gasped in a breath, "Don't, I'm gonna-"

Finn cut him off with a suddenly harsh suck, wrapping his lips around the entirety of it.

"Don't care how fast you cum, it's quite literally my sole goal here."

Leo let out a breath reminiscent of a laugh.

"Thought your goal was to fuck me?"

Finn leaned up on his hands and lowered his eyes to scan Leo's face.

"Then I guess you'll just have to cum more than once." Finn didn't let Leo reply before he was tugging on the handle to the bedside drawer, feeling around quickly for the lube before flicking it shut again. He moved from straddling Leo's hips to kneeling between his legs, giving his hip a soft kiss when he spread his legs wide without being prompted. He lubed up his fingers and slowly slipped one inside, the thumb of his other hand stroking along his inner thigh absentmindedly. His slow caution was apparently uneeded - his finger slid in easily, much easier than it usually would have. Quickly sliding another in alongside it, he scissored his fingers with a questioning look up at Leo. When Leo pretended not to see it, he vocalised it instead.

"When?"

Leo's eyes were closed as he rocked his hips down onto Finn's fingers, his breath already coming out in small pants that weren't quite yet moans.

"Shower," he whispered. Finn opened his mouth to argue against that statement - he was with him while he was showering and he absolutely would've noticed (and helped) Le opening himself up. "Other shower," Leo specified.

"Before the bar?"

Leo nodded, groaning when Finn changed his pace, fucking his fingers into him quicker.

"Baby, if you were so desperate to get fucked, you should've just asked." The smug tone of Finn's voice would have usually made Leo roll his eyes but instead he fucked back onto his fingers harder, rolling his hips down rhythmically.

"I asked you to fuck me a while ago and you seem to be lagging behind in fulfilling that request."

"So sassy," Finn whispered, having leaned on one hand to hover his face over Leo's, fingers never faltering their motion. "Maybe if you ask again nicely I'll get to it." Finn tried to suppress a grin at the exasperated look on Leo's face but failed when, despite that, he complied. Leo draped his arms over Finn's shoulders and then began.

"Please, my dear, sweet Finnigan O'Hara-"

"My name is not-"

"Finnigan O'Hara," Leo continued, "one of your wonderful boyfriends, 1/3 of the loves of your life, would like very much for you to fuck him till he cums on your cock and till you fill him up nice and full of your cum. Can you do that for me, baby?" 

Finn pupils visibly dilated, his eyes now hooded and dark. He simply stared down at Leo for a moment before carefully pulling his fingers out, silently lubing up his cock, eyes never straying from Leo laid out beneath him. He slid his hands from Leo's waist, down to his hips, trailing the very tips of his fingers up his thighs until he reached the dip of his knees. After he'd guided Leo's legs to wrap around his hips, he slid his hands back up Leo's sides before positioning himself at his hole and easing himself in slowly. As he gradually bottomed out, he made eye contact with Leo, raising his eyebrows with a slight nod and a questioning look.

Leo sent him a light nod back, his hands at some point having come to grip his sides, gently urging him forward as his mouth fell open and his breath began to come in quick pants. When their hips met, Finn's head dropped down to rest his forehead against Leo's collarbone, a strained groan coming from his lips as Leo's walls flexed around him. He began moving when Leo's hand curled around the back of his head, tapping the back of his neck to let him know he was okay to move.

''Oh Jesus Christ!'' Leo nearly yelled when Finn first slowly pulled out before thrusting back in.

A lop-sided, cocky smirk stretched across Finn's face, his curls sticking to his forehead slightly, already shining with sweat as he tried to keep his composure.

''Already found it?'' he asked, smirk never fading.

''Nah, just thought I'd give you a little bit of motivation, over-play it to get y' goin','' Leo snarked back. The heat was taken from his tone by the way his hands had moved up to grip Finn's biceps when he nailed his prostate on the first thrust. In retaliation, having made sure that Leo was loose enough for it, he ploughed into him with a rough grip on his hips, tugging him back into his hips.

''Fuck, Finn,'' Leo gasped, nails digging into the skin of his arms now.

''What, love? Just making sure you don't have to waste your energy ''over-playing'' it.''

After a particularly hard jab at his prostate, Leo's back arched into a deep sinful curve, a loud moan erupting from his throat before he could stop it.

"Will you let me protect my ego at the very least if you're gonna make me cum so soon," Leo laughed breathily, the smile not quite meeting his eyes; his eyebrows were still knitted tightly together at the electricity coursing up and down his spine.

Finn looked down at him in disbelief.

"Baby, your ego should be the size of fucking Mars." He leaned down and brushed his tongue up the size of his neck, ending in and open-mouthed kiss to his jaw. "I fucking worship you, my love. You could quite literally ask me to do anything for you and I would. You're everything to me, gorgeous."

Leo's whimper was directly next to Finn's ear, his mouth still nibbling along the sharp edge of his jaw. It made Finn's hands flex where they were gripping onto Leo's hips as his hips stuttered, the want rolling through his entire body distracting him for a moment. With the hand still curled in Finn's hair, Leo guided their lips closer together. Finn quickly complied, instantly capturing Leo's lips in his in a wet kiss. His tongue slid gently over the seam of Leo's lips before they parted for him. His path continued, flicking the very tip of his tongue against Leo's, sliding underneath it to suck it into his mouth, pulling away slightly and wrapping his lips around it, sucking on his tongue to cause a sensation that made Leo's thighs shake around his hips.

"Turn over and lie on your stomach, baby," Finn whispered into his mouth, trying not to grin at how eagerly his request was completed as soon as he'd slipped his cock out of him. Leo pillowed his head on his hands as he waited for Finn's next move - he didn't have to wait long before Finn had decided how he wanted him. "Get your knees underneath you and spread your legs." Finn was lazily stroking his cock while he watched Leo shift as he'd instructed. "Good, now put your hands flat on the bed." When Leo had done as he'd been told, he instantly felt Finn sidle up behind him, pressing his chest and torso to the entirety of his back as he repositioned himself at his hole.

"Need more lube or is it good?" Finn's voice was a whisper as he checked, waiting patiently for his answer.

"Non, c'est bon. C'mon, baby, fuck me." Leo was desperate for it, it'd been ages since they'd last fucked like this and he needed more.

Finn did as was asked of him and slid back in, once again groaning at the grip on his cock. He said as much to Leo.

"Fuck, honey, you're so fucking tight for me." His praise made Leo flex around him, causing his hips to stutter, a muffled groan coming from where he'd leaned his forehead to rest against the top notch of Leo's back. After a moment's breather, Finn leaned away, adjusting his grip on Leo's hips before fucking into him, gradually building to a bruising pace. He kept a careful ear out for whatever made Leo react: particularly loud moans; whimpers from the back of his throat; groans rumbling across his chest and through his back; the arch of his back deepening as he chased a particular touch. It was clear when Finn had nailed his prostate again when Leo's hands flew up to wrap around the top of the headboard. His forehead leaned against his bicep, his breaths coming out in heavy pants - Finn wasn't fairing much better, his brows pinching as his mouth fell open. ''God, you feel amazing.''

''Baby,'' Leo cut himself off with a gasp when Finn bottomed out and ground his hips on the next thrust. ''Wanna see you.''

Finn hid his grin in the back of his neck before sliding out, he moved back slightly to let Leo lie however he wanted but was instead pulled into a deep kiss. Leo sucked on his bottom lip as they slowly parted.

''Can I ride you, baby?''

A wide grin spread across Finn's face before he lay back on the pillows. His hands settled on his waist when he straddled his hips, eyes roving over the way the muscles of Leo's torso stretched as he twisted round slightly to grip Finn's cock and guide it into him. Leo's head dropped back as he sank down, the angle making him reach deeper than he had before, legs already quaking slightly.
 

Finn's head was tilted back into the pillows as he forced himself not to grind up into him, knowing the position stretched him more than before. After a few moments and a few tentative shuffles of his hips, Leo stabilised himself by placing both hands on Finn's chest, getting his knees properly underneath himself as he began to slowly rise up then drop back down. Once he'd found his rhythm, he was riding Finn with quick, skilful rocks of his hips, grinding his hips in circles when he was totally bottomed out. Moaning out expletives with every movement of Leo's hips, Finn was a mess - the muscles in his legs, torso and hips twitched and strained as pleasure ignited his entire body. He barely blinked, eyes never straying from the curve of Leo's mouth as he moaned for him, his nose scrunching when the tip of his cock pounded directly onto his prostate, just toeing the line of too much. Leo's eyes captured his attention as they both felt that knot build to a fire in their stomachs. Instead of being closed, they were wide as they met Finn's. His mouth was rounded into an 'o' shape, his lips bitten red and swollen as he blinked down at him. He let out gasping moans as his movements got jerky and out of sync, tears building in his eyes while his nails dug crescents into Finn's chest. Leo said nothing while he came, loud shaky moans the only noise he made, painting Finn's torso in cum.

The sight sent Finn over the edge too, hands gripping Leo's hips hard enough to leave bruises as he held him steady, fucking up into him roughly. He pulled Leo down to fully press himself into him as he rode out his orgasm, filling him while his abdomen flexed, simultaneously helping Leo ride out the aftershocks of his orgasm. After slipping out of Leo and guiding him so he fell somewhat comfortably against the sheets next to him, Finn tangled a hand in the back of Leo's hair, his arm pillowing his head. Panting slightly still despite his minutes to catch his breath, Leo curled into Finn's side.

After another few silent minutes, Finn spoke, stroking his hand soothingly through Leo's hair, keeping him cuddled into his side and neck.

"How dead-on do you think Lo was about Regie?"

A soft breath flowed over his skin as Leo thought, exhausted.

"From how he was when I talked to him before bed... pretty fucking accurate." Leo took another breath before continuing. "When I was talking to him, telling him I wasn't mad n' that he was fine, I told him that he was safe and he just," he paused, looking for the right word, "broke down."

There was a stretch of silence between them. 

"I actually might kill her you know. For the both of them."

Leo hummed thoughtfully - "You would look wonderful in an orange jumpsuit."

"You think? Not too... 'autumn-y' with all the reds I've got going on?" Finn grinned when he felt Leo's smile against his neck.

"Just try not to get a sunburn and you should be good."

They chuckled together, both shaking and wheezing lightly before they settled back into their comfortable positions again.

"He's with us now. Whenever you wanna kill her, just remember that he's ours, we've got him, we'll take care of him. We'll love him so much it won't matter that she didn't. Same goes for Cap with Loops." 

Finn pressed his lips to Leo's forehead for a moment in agreement and understanding. 

"C'mon, let's go get cleaned up and ready for bed then get the boys, okay?" 

Leo rolled onto his stomach, making Finn turn his head to face him with a delicate, guiding finger. He brushed their lips together in a slow, calm kiss, grounding them both before he spoke. 

"I love you so much, baby." Leo's thumb stroked over Finn's cheekbone as they swam in the moment of tenderness. "Autumny-orange-jumpsuit-sunburn combos an' all." 

Finn grinned his O'Hara smile that melted Leo's heart and leaned up to capture Leo's lips once more. 

"I love you too, Peanut." He breathed a small, loved-up sigh. "Even if your elbow is stabbing me in the arm." 

Leo glanced down to see he'd leant his elbow right onto Finn's still-splayed out arm when he'd rolled over. He quickly moved it, making eye contact with Finn for a brief second before he snorted out a laugh, burying his face into his chest as it shook with laughter. They rose hand-in-hand and headed into the bathroom, Leo pressing his chest up against Finn's back as they brushed their teeth. Finn carefully lifted Lo into his arms, Leo doing the same to Reg before carrying them back to Finn's room, cuddling into a massive pile as they all shifted minutely to get comfortable before falling soundly asleep.

 

Chapter 8: Gym Time, Non-Scary Talks and Punishments

Summary:

Reg uses the Cubs' gym; they have long-talks about the night before over breakfast; Reg's first use of toys and more.

Good old FinnLo with some degradation in there.

Next chapter's gonna be an experience (Reg and the Cubs didn't celebrate Halloween together so Lo and Reg decide to have a surprise do-over before everyone leaves for Christmas - AKA...costumes anyone?)

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Also, decided to change the name of this work to ''Cubshots'' considering the one-shot title is really unaccurate :)

Apologies for the jibber jabbing, imma shut up and let y'all read.

Enjoy my loves!!

It was about an hour or so after they'd all piled into the bed that Lo woke up, feeling unnecessarily agitated. He quickly scanned his surroundings, finding Reg with his back pressed against the wall, an arm thrown over Finn's torso where he was laying on his back between himself and Reg. Leo was on Lo's other side, flat on his stomach, arms wrapped around the pillow under his head. Reaching over, Lo stroked his hand over the expanse of Leo's back, gently rousing him out of sleep. His stomach was heavy with guilt when he blearily blinked his eyes open, pushing up onto his elbows slightly and leaning towards Lo with a questioning hum.

''Cuddle."

A lazy smile spread across Leo's face as he turned to lie on his side, reaching an arm out to him, inviting him to cuddle close into his chest. Leo tucked his hand beneath his head, Lo's head coming to rest on his bicep, his forehead and the tip of his nose resting against his chest as their legs tangled. Leo's other hand came to rest in the long strands at the back of Lo's head, massaging his scalp until the tension melted out his body. The soft sensation of a kiss pressed against his forehead was followed by a quiet whisper of "love you".

"Love you too," Lo mumbled back, brushing his lips against the skin of Leo's chest.




With the sun shining brightly on the other side of the curtains, Leo blinked his eyes open slowly. He smiled softly when he realised that, after they'd cuddled together, him and Lo hadn't moved throughout the night. Finn and Reg were directly in his line of sight with Lo's head tucked under his chin. Reg was on the other side of Lo, lying on his back, looking up at Finn. He was lying pressed against Reg's side, propped up on an elbow, his head supported by his hand. His other hand was lightly holding Reg's jaw, tilting his head to the side towards him as they kissed languidly, lazily.

Reg pulled away with an unimpressed look at Finn when he teasingly bit his lip and tugged - he just grinned down at him in response to it. Unable to resist the power of the 'O'Hara grin', Reg's mouth quirked up as he looked to the other side to try and hide it from him. In doing so, he caught Leo's eye, smiling softly at him.

''Hey, sweetheart.''

''Hi.'' They obviously hadn't talked things through yet so Reg's nerves stirred low in his stomach when he carefully leaned over Lo's head to press a soft kiss to Leo's cheek.

''You sleep okay?''

''Mhm,'' Reg nodded, lying back down next to Finn, trying not to wake Lo by jostling him.

''No he didn't, I woke up around 6 and he'd already been awake for at least an hour,'' Finn immediately discredited him.

''Babe,'' Reg grumbled, avoiding Leo's eyes that were tracing the lines of his face. Leo's hand that had been tangled in Lo's hair reached over to grip Reg's chin, turning his head to face him. His hand then moved to rest against Reg's cheekbone, thumb gently stroking along the dark circle under his eye.

''Try and have a nap at some point today, 'kay?''

''M'kay,'' Reg flushed under Leo's gaze, instead of returning it, he leaned into the hand cupping his cheek, pressing a soft kiss to the palm. Leo grinned then slipped his hand to rest on his chest, fingers running along the chain of his necklace.

After a few moments of silence, Reg said, to no one particular, ''Can I use your gym?''

Slightly surprised, Finn let out a light laugh.

'''Course, honey, don't have to ask. Although, slight warning: if you turn around and see a small brunet staring at you from the corner of the room, it's not a burglar, it's just Tremzy watching you lift,'' Finn mock-whispered in his ear.

''Watch it, ginger,'' Lo grumbled, voice muffled by Leo's chest as he snuggled further in. They all chuckled lightly at his retaliation before Reg pressed a kiss to Finn's cheek, shuffling to the edge of the bed. He stood and tugged off his sweater, deciding to work out in his sweats; he turned to ask if anyone wanted anything while he went to get some water and laughed bashfully. Lo was just about leaning up enough to peek over Leo's shoulder to watch him when he heard Finn's approving hum at Reg's bare skin.

''Look who's suddenly awake,'' Reg laughed, brushing a soft kiss to Lo's lips when he pouted at the teasing. ''Anyone want anything from downstairs?'' When they all shook their heads, Reg pressed a final kiss to Lo's lips before heading down to grab a water bottle from the fridge. He found his bag of stuff he keeps on one of the coat hooks by the door and grabbed his headphones, scooping up his phone from where he'd left it on the stool and headed back upstairs.

The cubs' gym was one of the extra rooms upstairs, next to Lo's room - it was furnished with everything they needed but wasn't a packed space. The far wall was a huge mirror, soft, black mats lined along it. In either corner, there was a rack of dumb-bells and weighted balls; two bikes were near one wall, three treadmills lined next to them. On the opposite side of the room, there was a large squat rack sat alongside a bench press machine, a rack full of weighted plates tucked next to that. A small, close-lidded, black tub in the corner next to the door had a dozen resistance bands; a stack of clean sweat towels and wrist supports. There was a short metal rail on the wall above it, thick hangers hooked onto it holding weighted vests.

Reg stood after shuffling through the box to grab one of each of them and whistled lowly, very impressed with the place. He'd known they had one, he'd seen each of them walking in and out of it enough times but he had never been inside. He turned on his headphones and went to flick on the bluetooth on his phone, pausing when he saw Sirius had sent him a couple videos from yesterday. The first was of the entire dance floor of the club jumping in tandem to the beat drop the DJ was building up to, his and Loops' drunken screaming clearly heard in the background. The next was Halla (of course) dancing the Rasputin on one of the tables, security desperately trying to grab him to pull him down but never quite being able to get a good grip on an ankle to do so. There was also a photo: Vans holding a hand of both Kuny and Nado as he dragged them towards the door; the two visibly trying to stay. He let out a huff of laughter and grinned down at his phone as he typed out a quick reply, telling him he was sure their hangover would be just as fun as the night out before forwarding the video of Halla to his group chat with the Cubs.

He slid his headphones in place, shuffling his gym playlist after chucking his bottle into the holder on the treadmill, beginning his routine as normal. After doing his usual switch between jogging and sprinting for a while, he stepped off the machine, swiping the towel over the back of his neck and gulping some water down before heading over to the squat rack. He did his three sets, enjoying the burn in his legs from being worked so continuously for almost 45 minutes now. He took a breather for a few minutes and went to check his phone; he'd heard it buzz halfway through his second set. The reply from his brother made him laugh loudly: a picture of two very disgruntled and dishevelled boys both squinting in the dim light in bed, flipping him off. He typed out a quick ''love ya'' before hooking a large resistance band over his foot, warming up his arms with some curls.

Lying down on the bench press after stacking on his weights, he slipped on his pair of wrist supports, adjusting his grip properly on the bar then starting his sets. He'd recently upped his weights but figured it wouldn't be the best idea to start repping them without a spotter so went with a lighter weight then chose to just rep it until he couldn't. It's safe to say after that, he was exhausted - he was red, covered in sweat and breathing deep, heaving pants. But, he still had one more section of his routine. It was a drill coach had introduced to him when he first joined the team that everyone hated with a burning passion (to the point coach reserved it for sole use whenever the boys were pissing him off); oddly, he loved it, he loved the way it pushed his endurance. Strapping on a weighted vest, he went back on the treadmill and started his long jog, gradually upping the incline every ten minutes or so. When his body refused to let him continue that, he got off, shrugged off the vest and gracefully flopped down on one of the squishy mats.

Now that he could breathe somewhat properly, he grabbed his towel and headed to find some wipes to clean all the equipment. Figuring that Leo would know exactly where to grab some, he peeked into the bedroom to see if he was still there; he was, all three boys cuddled together - Finn either snoozing or just resting with his eyes closed, pressed up against Lo's back. The sweat dripping down from his hair was irritating him so he chucked his towel over his head, messily drying it off as he spoke.

''Loves, you got any wipes up here?''

There was the sound of a cleared throat before Leo, of course, answered.

''Yeah, there's a pack in each bathroom.''

Reg tugged the corner of the towel so it slid off his head, slinging it around the back of his neck instead.

''Thank you, baby,'' he moved to head into the bathroom but was stopped by Leo calling him over, sitting up and planting his feet on the floor next to the bed.

With a small, confused look, Reg complied, moving to stand between Leo's legs. Leo ran his hands gently up and down the sides of Reg's thighs, eyes scanning his face for any signs that the touch wasn't welcome, relieved to not find any.

''Random question,'' Leo continued when Reg hummed, his hands coming to rest on Leo's shoulders, ''you don't work out like this in public gyms do you?''

After a short, once again, very confused laugh, Reg answered.

''Uhh, I haven't been in a public gym in forever - you know, not really any reason when you've got one in your home. Not too sure what you mean by me working out like 'this' though.''

''I mean as in shirtless, sweaty,'' Leo pressed light kisses to the waistband of his sweats between words, ''generally just walking 'round like a wet dream. Call me selfish but I wanna keep that image purely for our eyes only.''

Reg flushed at the implications, the tinge of jealousy making his heart race.

''Even if I did,'' he raised his voice to placate Leo when his eyebrows rose daringly, ''they'd have to keep dreaming.'' He leaned down to brush his lips against the top of Leo's ear, ''you can have me shirtless and sweaty in any position you want, no dreaming necessary.''

Leo applied pressure to the backs of his thighs, urging him into his lap.

''Babe,'' he laughed, ''I have to clean and I'm literally gross.''

''If I'm telling you that cleaning can wait,'' Leo's voice dropped to a whisper, ''it can wait. 'N you're never gross.''

At that, Reg slid into Leo's lap, knees coming to rest on either side of him. Without another word, Leo slid his hands from his hips, up to trace the curve of his waist to stroke delicately along his ribs and up around his back to his shoulders, fingers tracing his muscles.

''And if I did that, I'd be getting teased about my size kink right about now,'' Lo pierced the silence with a grumpy mumble, making them all crack up.

''So it's a size kink then?'' Reg smirked at him over Leo's shoulder. At Lo's look that pretty much just said 'duh', Reg elaborated. ''I was just told you find muscles sexy and considering you're with three hockey players, you know, it checked out. But, to be fair, you also have two tall boyfriends; well, one's basically a giant, so the size kink thing definitely makes sense,'' he added as an afterthought, pushing his hair back by running a hand through the front of it. He smiled back at Finn softly when a small smile stretched across his face at being called tall.

Leo peeked over his own shoulder when Lo was quiet, confused as to why there was no sass being batted back at Reg.

''Ah, I think he's blown a fuse looking at your arms,'' Leo snorted a laugh when Lo threw a pillow at the back of his head. ''Am I wrong?''

''Not my fault he's hot, bro,'' Lo folded his arms across his chest, his head resting back against the headboard.

Leo shuffled properly so he could fully face Lo.

''What've we said about calling me 'bro'?''

Lo seemed to hesitate for a moment before his eyes narrowed slightly in determination.

''Sorry, dude,'' he replied nonchalantly, pretending to have to re-tie his sweats while he did.

''Logan,'' Leo said to catch his attention, making him look at him. ''Who am I?''

''My boyfriend,'' Lo mumbled while making sure his voice was still clear, losing his bravado now that he was faced with piercing blue eyes instead of his back.

''Who am I not?''

''Just a mate.'' It was clear by the back-and-forth that this conversation had been had before.

''Good boy,'' Leo leaned back on one hand, keeping an arm wrapped around Reg's waist so he didn't slip as he bent down to kiss him deeply. Leo pulled back when Lo whimpered into his mouth but Lo's hands cupped his face to pull him back down. Smiling at them both, Reg slid off Leo's lap after brushing a kiss to his neck, heading into the bathroom and finding the wipes underneath the sink.

As he was putting his wrist supports and resistance band back in the box, he clocked movement in the mirror out the corner of his eye. He peered up and saw Finn leaning against the doorway.

''Hey, fishcake.''

He stood and was about to turn to face him after he clicked the lid back into place but was stopped from turning by Finn pressing up against his back, wrapping his arms closely around his waist. His nose skimmed the juncture between his neck and shoulder before his lips replaced it, kissing the skin softly at first then trailing wet, sucking kisses up to his ear in a slow path. Reg's breath hitched then was huffed out in a harsh pant when Finn sucked along his pulse point - he reached down to squeeze his hands around Finn's forearms, tilting his head to give him more room as his eyes fluttered closed.

When Finn's teeth skimmed a soft, sensitive piece of skin just behind his ear, Reg outwardly whined, a hand springing up to cup the back of Finn's head, keeping him close. Finn's lips remained pressed against the spot even as he spoke, the brush of his lips and the heat of his breath making Reg's legs shake.

''There, baby?''

''Yeah, fuck, there.''

Finn, ever the one to try his utmost to please his boys, took that and rolled with it; suckling and nibbling along the same centimetre of skin until Reg was whimpering and gasping at the sensitivity.

''Merde, time out, time out,'' Reg panted, leaning his head back to rest against Finn's shoulder as he pulled away so his breath wouldn't overwhelm him.

''Could you come from that?'' Finn sounded far too pleased when he hummed happily at Reg's nod. ''Noted.''

''You here to watch me clean or test how committed I am to it?''

''Neither, I'm here to help, beautiful.'' He pressed a chaste kiss to Reg's cheek. ''I'll get all the weights put away, you wipe the bar and stuff over?''

Reg agreed and they got to work, shuffling effortlessly around each other, Finn humming along to the song the boys had put on to play downstairs while they whipped up some breakfast.

"Breakfast, loves," Lo's voice echoed from the bottom of the stairs just as they were finishing up. Reg scooped up his towel and the wipes they'd used before quickly putting the packet back in the bathroom and heading downstairs hand-in-hand with Finn.

Leo was just plating up when they entered the kitchen, Reg throwing away the wipes and putting his towel in the washing machine then going to see what deliciousness Leo had made today.

He'd made breakfast sandwiches: egg, bacon, cheese and some seasonings that were in oddly labelled jars (meaning each label was a jumble of letters that no one but Leo could decipher). Reg and Finn carried the plates over to the table then got a few glasses and whatever juice was open in the fridge to pair with the morning tea/coffee Lo had made everyone.

"Wait, what are these?"

There were two potato-like triangles next to his sandwich that he poked at with a fork.

"Babe, they're hash browns," Finn chuckled, mouth full of his own. "You never had hash browns before?"

Reg shook his head lightly.

"They're potato," Leo elaborated, "they're good, I promise."

"Anything you cook is good, baby," Reg replied instantaneously before cutting off a small piece with the side of his fork. He thought for a moment as he chewed then made a happy noise, cutting off some more. He was making his way through his hash browns steadily, not noticing Leo 'food is my ultimate love language' Knut smiling softly from opposite him.

Leo nudged his foot lightly under the table to catch his attention. Swallowing his food quickly, Reg looked up at him questioningly.

"Can I have a kiss, love?"

Reg smiled, slightly surprised but eager to comply nonetheless. He leaned his elbows on the table and reached across to lightly press their lips together in a soft, loving kiss.

"Okay?" he asked Leo when he was sat back in his chair.

Leo just nodded with a smile, turning his attention to his own plate after waving his fork in the direction of Reg's with a quick mumble of "eat."

They chattered mindlessly about random things: practice, plans to go shopping, groceries and the video Coops sent Reg last night of Halla. It was only when everyone had finished their food and was nursing their drinks that other parts of last night were mentioned. At Reg's grimace when the topic was brought up, Leo immediately went to reassure him.

"Princess, I said we were going to talk about it. But remember what angel said - this stuff doesn't have to be scary and stressful, yeah? It isn't us against each other, okay? It's us talking to fix the problem."

Reg relaxed slightly at that, nodding and taking another sip of his tea.

"I'm not going to sit here and say that if I make a rule and it's broken or if I give you a punishment and it's not abided by, I'm going to be fine with it. If I was, there'd be no point in me giving them." Leo wanted to get this part out the way first, there was no easy way to put it. "But, love, I will tell you if I'm upset at you for it. If I tell you it's fine, it's really fine. It was your first time doing anything like that and-" he broke off with a small sigh at himself, "and I shouldn't have set it that long. I'm sorry, honey, that was my mistake. With anything BDSM, especially punishments, we need to be able to make sure you're okay no matter what, yeah? Nat said to me the other week to remember that BDSM is part of our relationship, not that being together is part of our BDSM stuff - she worded it much better than I did but the meaning's the same. You three are everything to me, you know that. You could break every rule I've ever made and my priority would still be making sure you're alright, no matter how upset I am or how mad I seem, I promise that'll never change." Leo paused, giving it a moment to sink in and resonate with just how sincere he was being.

"Daddy being upset with you doesn't mean Leo is," Lo mumbled, seemingly reciting something someone else had said to him. He flushed when Finn asked him what he meant. "Oh, uh. I didn't tell you this cuz it wasn't a big thing but remember when we did that scene a few months into, you know, everything and Knutty told me not to drink beforehand." Leo and Finn both nodded, Leo much more tense now. "And, obviously, I did." He caught Reg's slight raised eyebrows in surprise, never having heard about this before. "Yeah, it was stupid, I thought a few beers wouldn't do any harm. But yeah, Knutty found out after we'd finished the scene, like a few hours later. I'd been completely fine with the scene and everything went off without a hitch and it was great but obviously they were worried that I gave consent for something that I didn't want because I didn't have my head on completely straight. I didn't, but...it's just not something you wanna risk not being completely together for. If that makes sense. Anyways, back to my point, um, I was really worried that you were both gonna be really angry with me, even after I was punished for it. It was just constantly in the back of my mind that you didn't trust me to follow rules and I just went down this spiral thinking I'd fucked everything so, I did what any of us do in an emergency: called Nat." They all chuckled lightly at that. "And apparently while I'd been explaining everything to her I'd been flicking between calling you Knutty and calling you daddy. So she reminded me that 'daddy' is like a persona you slip into, that's how she described it cuz it kind of confused me for a while. And she said to remember that if daddy is upset with me, that doesn't mean that Knutty is. Like daddy was mad because he made a rule and I broke it. Knutty was only upset because I put myself in harm's way. Majority of the time, the stuff that daddy would punish us for doesn't really matter to Knutty so he's not mad about it outside a scene. Which links into the whole remembering that even though our BDSM stuff is part of our relationship, it's still kinda separate. Wow that was a long tangent to make that point."

"Non, chéri, it's an important point, good job. As soon as the scene is over we're back to being Fish and Knutty. The only time it'll be an issue outside a scene is if one of our boys could've gotten hurt. Then we're just worried because you're everything to us and we wanna see you safe and happy. Linking that to last night, Lo chewed my ass out a bit, well, a lot because I didn't react in a way that was making sure that you were okay. You thought that I was mad at you, both as daddy and myself because my behaviour reflected that. I was upset that you thought I'd be really mad at you and you hid from me like-" Leo's voice broke, he cleared his throat once and continued,"you hid from me like you were scared." Leo's eyes clouded over, prompting Lo to slide from the chair next to him to sit sidewards on his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and lying his head on his shoulder. "I would never put hands on you like that, okay? Never. On any of you. You never have to worry about that." Leo took a deep breath before he continued, voice slightly more stable now. "If you're ever worried I'm upset with you, ask. That goes for both of you, so you don't end up beating yourself up for nothing. I'm not going to lie and say I'm not when I am and vice versa. Don't push me away because of it, sweetheart, okay?"

"I'm sorry about how I acted yesterday." Reg's voice was small and shaky, everyone had gotten upset when Leo had, it was hard to see him like that. Finn got up from the chair next to Reg and stood next to him, pressing a kiss to his head. He was content to stand but Reg stood, tugging him lightly to sit then sat on his lap, similarly to how Lo was with Leo. "I did think you were really mad so I figured I'd push you away before you could tell me to go. I was rude and petty and you didn't deserve that."

Leo reached a hand across the table and tangled with with Reg's, stroking his thumb over his knuckles.

"It's alright, darlin', I'll never not want to be with you, honey, no matter what happens."

Reg squeezed his hand back lightly, not trusting himself to speak. There was a few beats of silence before Reg spoke.

"Feel free to say no-"

"No." The three of them chorused together, everyone breaking out giggling while Reg groaned.

"Should've seen that coming. Um, can you punish me, please?"

Leo looked confused, "for what?"

"For rolling my eyes and for coming when I wasn't supposed to?"

"Lovely, that's all forgiven, now," Finn assured, stroking his hands along his sides gently.

"I know I just-" he couldn't find the words, getting slightly frustrated. He saw Lo go to talk but then stop himself in case he was butting in. "Help, please," Reg smiled at Lo with a small laugh.

Lo blushed slightly at being caught then spoke.

"I get the same thing. The sub in us really isn't good at just letting things go even though we know it's all forgiven and fine. It's just constantly reminding you that you did something wrong and that you need to be punished for it and it's pretty much all that you can think about."

"Yeah, exactly. I'm not too surprised that mentally it's constantly there but like it's, like, I don't know, physically affecting me too, which I really didn't see coming."

Leo and Finn tensed, even Lo looked worried.

"Oh! No, like, I'm fine. Oh fuck it, I woke up stupidly early because I had an... interesting dream and needed to go do something about it." He pulled a face at Lo and Leo trying not to smile, he even felt Finn muffle a soft chuckle. "But I literally couldn't come. It was constantly like in the back of my mind that I came when I shouldn't have so I felt guilty."

"Is that why you asked me to stop upstairs?" Finn leaned slightly into Reg's eyeline.

"Yeah, felt like, I don't know, like I didn't deserve to come which sounds so fucking stupid, I know."

Lo instantly shot that down.

"Non, doesn't sound stupid at all, baby. You just wanna be good to the point your mind berates you if you feel like you haven't been. It makes total sense: you did something wrong, you get punished for it then everything's fine again. Sub-brain doesn't really vibe with being forgiven without punishment because your doms are understanding."

Reg burst out into giggles abruptly, eyes widening and trying to not laugh but failing.

"Sorry, sorry. You both just got the dopiest grins when Lo called you our doms."

Finn tutted at the teasing tone but then agreed.

"Yeah, it's nice to hear. We're your doms and you're both our perfect, little subs, yeah?" He punctuated his sentence by nosing softly along the spot behind Reg's ear that was slowly forming bruises.

Reg swatted lightly at his arms around his waist.

"Alright, alright, you proved your point."

''Okay, I want you to go and have a shower then angel's going to help show you the position we use - Lo will explain more later. And I'll come up and we can figure out a punishment,'' Leo instructed. Reg grinned at him, springing up from Finn's lap after pressing a kiss to his cheek and heading in the direction of the stairs. He took a few steps before spinning on his heel and jogging over to press a few deep kisses to Leo's lips, turning then to jog up the stairs.

Lo giggled at his antics then slid off Leo's lap after chastely kissing him, pressing a kiss to Finn's forehead as he went past. He headed into Finn's bedroom, the bathroom door was open, Reg already in the shower. After briefly smiling at his eagerness, Lo shrugged off his own shirt and boxers, sliding the glass door open and wrapping his arms around Reg's waist, brushing his lips along the back of his neck and shoulder.

''Baby, I really don't think this was what Knutty was on about when you were supposed to help me.''

''He didn't really specify, we use a lot of positions. Besides, everyone's had you shirtless and pressed up against them but me; I'm taking what I'm owed.'' Logan ran his fingers from Reg's ribs to trace the curve of his waist, coming to rest against his hips. He leaned back slightly to scan the expanse of his back, having caught a glimpse of it this morning and promptly, as Leo put it, 'blowing a fuse'. ''You're fucking unreal, you know that?''

Reg let out a soft laugh - ''shut up''.

Instead of batting back at him with sentences that would make a pornstar blush about just how gorgeous he finds him, Lo grabbed a loofah from the hook it was strung from, lathering up Finn's body wash before running it over his shoulders. He positioned it at the top of his spine and squeezed it, watching the suds trail down the line of it, pooling in the dimples at the base of his spine. Reg's breath was shaky as he exhaled, tilting his head back, feeling like his nerves were on fire.

''Never had someone do this for me before,'' Reg mumbled.

''I love taking care of yous like this.'' He leaned in to hook his chin over his shoulder, his lips brushing the back of his ear. ''Gives me an excuse to be close.''

''Don't need an excuse,'' Reg replied in a soft voice. He leaned back into Lo's hold, revelling in the intimacy of it. He turned in his arms, leaning his forehead against Lo's, wrapping his arms around him as well. ''I know 's scary, you don't have to say anything back but,'' he moved his head back slightly so he could look Lo in the eyes, ''I love you, like a stupid amount.'' Lo's eyes watered as he nodded and laughed softly, silently thanking him for not making him feel bad for not being ready quite yet.

Lo's hands slipped from his waist to cup the back of his neck, pulling him down the few inches between them to kiss him as they stood under the spray. They continued like that for a few minutes, exchanging deep, passionate kisses, hands roaming across the other. They only parted when Finn knocked on the door with a warning that Leo would be headed up in about ten minutes. After drying themselves off, Lo guided Reg into the bedroom.

When Reg moved to grab some clothes, Lo stopped him.

"Believe me, baby, you won't be needing them."

He then told Reg to kneel next to the end of the bed; the carpet was soft underneath his knees so he refused Lo's offer of a pillow.

"Alright so, first thing: posture. Keep your spine straight at all times, if it falls they'll probably make you hold position longer or add to your punishment. You've got a bit of choice with your hands, either lay them on your thighs or put them behind your back and hold your wrist." Reg straightened his spine (something he didn't really have too much trouble with, good posture was ingrained into his muscle memory by now) and chose the latter option for his hands. "Good, keep your eyes on the floor unless told otherwise and put the tops of your feet flat on the floor, if you sit on your toes it'll be killing you after a few minutes. Oh and if they say 'drop', it means you don't have to hold it anymore, you can just sit however's comfy."

Reg did as told and already felt more comfortable.

"Why do we, you know, do this?"

"Well it's submissive posture so it's you showing you submit to them. I find it helps me slip a bit easier and let go of my normal headspace - it'll feel different once they're in here. Also I think they just like having us posed so they can admire us, but they don't know we know that."

Lo and Reg both giggled together then paused, listening when they heard someone coming up the stairs. Surprisingly to Reg, Lo sank to his knees beside him, folding into the position effortlessly but laying his hands on his thighs. He moved like it was second nature to him but then again, Reg supposed it was.

"Give 'em a show of their 'perfect little subs', yeah?" Lo grinned at him, causing him to smile brightly back before they both dropped their heads.

Finn was headed up the stairs a few seconds ahead of Leo carrying bottled water. He peeked his head silently into his room before he entered and immediately walked back into the hall. Leo, now at the top of the stairs whispered to him, not wanting the boys to know they were upstairs yet, asking him what was wrong.

"They're both- they just look-" Finn whispered back, jaw dropped, his face slack in shock at how good they looked kneeling side-by-side like that.

After quickly looking through the doorway at them, Leo sidled up behind Finn, both facing where the two were knelt.

"And they're all ours, mon amour," his voice was a low mumble. He felt Finn shiver in his hold as his words sunk in then he continued. "Let's not leave them waiting, yeah?"

That spurred Finn in, walking into the room and placing the water bottles on his drawers, no longer trying to hide any noise. Leo, however, used the noise of Finn moving around the room: shuffling pillows; moving the quilt out the way to the bottom of the bed; getting the black box from the back of his wardrobe, to hide the fact he was upstairs. He moved around to the face the backs of the boys by walking in a wide circle, making sure they wouldn't catch his feet in their field of vision even if they were still looking at the floor. With folded arms, he stood and admired them for a few moments without a word.

"Gorgeous," he said finally. They both jumped slightly, Reg letting out a soft, surprised noise that made them chuckle. Moving around to their front, not bothering to stay out of their peripherals now, he crouched in front of Lo. He waited a moment, making sure he didn't move before he was told he could do otherwise - he didn't, he knew the drill well and he enjoyed it. He hooked a finger under Lo's chin, guiding him up to look at him directly. Leo barely suppressed a smile at the glazed look already beginning to form over his features. "His position is perfect. You did a really good job teaching him, mon ange."

Vibrant with elation from the praise, Lo grinned brightly - "thank you, daddy."

"Well done for holding it, princess. You're doing really well." Finn's voice came from behind the boys, directing his praise at Reg. Lo had a lot of practice holding his position, the few minutes they'd been waiting for Leo and Finn was easy work to him but it definitely wasn't the same at the start. He could see the way the muscles in Reg's back flexed to keep his posture straight and his hands perfectly folded behind his back. He smiled when the tips of Reg's ears flooded red.

"Thank you, Sir."

Finn looked up at the ceiling as if praying for strength - only Leo could see his mouthed 'oh my god', smiling at him over Lo's head. He looked back down at Lo, finger still holding his chin up and raised an eyebrow.

"What's that look for?"

Shaking his head lightly so his curls bobbed, Lo smiled softly up at him.

"Y' just look really pretty when you smile." In reply, Leo leaned forward to press their lips together in a soft, slow kiss before standing.

While they'd been talking, Finn had made his way over to the old armchair that was sat slightly offside in the room, facing the bed. It was one that didn't seem oddly placed, it's appearance mainly overlooked as it just had a few pieces of clothes on it, a couple books balanced on the seat. Finn cleared the stuff off quickly and quietly before sitting. He'd shucked off his shirt, leaving him in just his boxers, his arms resting nonchalantly on the arm rests, legs splayed out in front of him leisurely.

"Angel," Leo said, voice firm, "you're gonna stay with Sir while I do Princess's punishment." The order was in the statement, Lo instantly rising, not needing the hand Leo moved ever so slightly towards him - he hadn't been kneeling that long, his knees were a bit sore but he could manage without the help. When he was stood directly between Finn's legs, he sank back into position once again, except not keeping his eyes trained on the floor. Full, total submission wasn't necessary for Finn, he preferred to be able to see Lo's face.

From the floor just to the side of the chair, Finn reached down to grab a soft cushion, one Lo hadn't even noticed. He placed it on the floor, closer into the 'V' his legs made. Lo immediately shuffled forward onto it despite his statement once he had.

"My knees are alright."

"You're gonna be in position for a while, love. They'll be sore soon." Realising the logic, Lo just nodded before relaxing into his body, shoulders dropping back to affirm his posture. "Colour?" Finn quickly checked.

"Green, Sir." Finn said nothing in response as he sank, relaxed back into the chair, his eyes flicking between trailing up and down Lo's face to Leo and Reg. Most of the time when he was kneeling for Finn, Lo closed his eyes whilst keeping his head tilted up, the darkness helping him slip easier; Finn didn't bat an eyelid when his lashes fluttered to rest against his cheeks.

Leo didn't begin setting up the scene for Reg's punishment just yet, instead opting to stand out of his eyeline and watch how he reacted to holding position.

After what seemed to Reg to be several minutes, he spoke softly but audibly.

"Can I move my hands to my thighs, please, daddy?"

"Yeah, princess. Well done for asking. Colour?"

"Vert."

Leo waited another minute or two to see how well he held it when it was getting uncomfortable. The muscles in Reg's shoulders were twitching and flexing underneath his skin every few moments, straining to keep the position solid. His posture would relax for a second or two before he realised and immediately straightened up again, not falling out of it long enough for Leo to say anything about it. He was impressed, he knew the toll it could take on your body after being forced into stillness for an extended period of time, especially if you weren't used to it.

"Daddy?"

Taking a few steps closer to him, Leo replied instantly.

"Yeah, baby?"

Reg paused, seeming to hesitate for a moment.

"Jaune."

"Alright, drop, sweetheart." Leo came in front of Reg to crouch how he had with Lo as Reg's body slumped slightly, rolling his shoulders out. Resting his hands on his shoulders, Leo gently applied pressure, massaging out the tightness that had built up there. "You've been so good, honey, I'm very proud of how long you held that. Is that a bit better now?"

Removing his hands, he let Reg shake out his shoulders once more, feeling it out.

"Oui, merci, daddy."

"You're welcome, princess. Can you come sit on the bed for me?"

Reg nodded, rising quickly to his feet. His knees didn't agree with the sudden movement and he stumbled slightly, swiftly stabilised by Leo's arm wrapping around his waist before guiding him onto the bed.

"There you go, Bambi."

"I thought Harzy was Bambi," Reg giggled softly, sitting criss-cross on the mattress. Leo laughed in response too.

"Very true, you're more like Bambi on ice." He smiled as Reg pouted up at him at the teasing. Reg's pout quickly fell when he saw Leo reach down to lift the box Finn had pulled out and set aside earlier. He popped it on the bed next to Reg then spoke, standing by the edge. "I'm going to leave other punishments to one side for today and roll with spanking. Are you okay with that?" When Reg nodded in reply, he continued. "For the remainder of the scene I want you to answer all my questions verbally, alright?"

"Yes, daddy. I'm green."

"Good boy, baby. I'm going to let you pick what it's with and adjust how many spanks you get depending on what you choose. You can always choose to have just my hand or a few with my hand then move onto one of the options I'll show you in a moment. All of that make sense?"

"Yes, daddy, I understand." Reg fidgeted slightly in anticipation of what he could pick from, trying to ignore the hardness between his legs that had been steadily growing the longer he'd held his position.

"Before that though. On a scale of 1-10, with 1 being really not interested and 10 meaning it's something you wanna explore a lot: what's your stance on impact play? Meaning being hit with anything, anywhere on your body. You seemed to react... appropriately to it the first time, I just need to know to what extent."

A quick slideshow of images ran through his head: from what he'd pictured from scenes he'd read to watching Lo get spanked with the paddle to all of the possibilities he had open to him. His breath hitched in his chest, making him struggle to take a half-decent breath to answer.

"Probably like an 8 or a 9."

"If you had to pick one?" Leo pressed, wanting to know which end of that ranking he leaned more towards.

"9."

"Very good, mon princesse. Okay, I'm not going to give you the choice from everything, I'm going to pick a few then you pick from those." Leo slid the lid off the box and tried not to smile at Reg pushing up on his hands slightly to look at everything that was in such a large container. "If you still want to know what's in here later, we'll sit down and go through everything. For now, sit back, please." Reg rocked back instantly, flushing slightly but remaining where he was sat, eyes trained on what Leo picked out, heart pounding.

The items were picked out quickly and efficiently, clearly having been pre-planned. Leo lay them on the bed in front of Reg, replacing the lid and placing the box back on the floor. Leo sat on the other side of the row of things to face him, one leg stretched out, the other tucked underneath him. There were three objects laid out: the paddle he'd used on Lo; a sturdy-looking, thick wooden ruler that sent his imagination running and a leather-bound handle with long, black strips of leather connected to it.

Reg's head tilted - "What's that?"

Picking up the flogger when Reg gestured towards it, Leo ran his fingers through the leather tassels as he explained.

"It's called a flogger, love. It can have a bit of a sting depending on how it's used but it can also be sort of a dull pain that builds as the hits overlap."

"You've used it? On yourself I mean?" Leo seemed to intimately know how it felt in a way that Reg just felt like he wouldn't have known even if Lo had described what it had felt like after it'd been used on him.

"Everything and anything Sir and I will ever use on you, we've tried ourselves. Both because it's good to know that it's not going to inflict pain to the point it's really bad the entire time and also because we need to know how it'll impact your endurance. For example, I know I can hit Lo double the amount of times with my hand with average strength than I can with the paddle. Just because how the pain builds, how it feels, things like that. Is there anything else you wanna know?"

"How does the ruler feel?"

"It sounds a lot worse than it is. Half the sensation comes from your brain interpreting the noise of it then registering the fact it's hit your skin. It's quite a sharp pain but it dulls a lot quicker than the hits from the paddle or my hand."

Reg sat and chewed on his lip for a moment, Leo stopping himself from chastising him for a few moments while he thought.

"I don't think I wanna do the paddle today." Reg flicked his eyes up to Leo's quickly, "Is it-" he broke off, hoping Leo could fill in the blanks to his question.

"Yeah, baby. We can do process of elimination, that's perfectly fine," Leo chuckled softly, picking up the paddle and moving to rest it on the lid of the box.

"I like the idea of doing a few with your hand then something else," he mumbled lowly, seemingly speaking out loud. He weighed up his options, again nibbling on his bottom lip.

"I know you're thinking, love, but stop biting your lip, please."

His teeth instantly released his lip.

"Sorry, didn't realise."

"You're okay, honey, just didn't want you to make it sore."

Reg nodded then continued deliberating, minus the biting this time.

"Can I have the ruler?"

Leo smiled proudly at him.

"Of course, princess." The flogger joined the paddle on the box as Leo picked up the ruler and placed it on the bedside table. He rose from the bed and hooked his fingers into the back neck of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Holding out a hand to Reg, Leo helped him climb off the bed. Leo sat on it, feet planted firmly on the floor, Reg stood in front of him. "Colour?"

"Green, 'm good."

"Good boy. I'm planning on doing five hits with my hand then fifteen with the ruler. That sound okay?" When Reg nodded, he rose an eyebrow at him. "What'd we say about answering questions?"

"Sorry, daddy. Yeah that's fine."

"I'm adding an extra with my hand for it, alright?"

"Yes, daddy."

Leo patted his lap in a silent request, stroking his hand down the line of Reg's spine when he was situated properly. For several minutes, Leo fluttered feather-light touches along the expanse of Reg's back. They skimmed over his hair, down the back of his neck, down his spine, across the curve of his ass and scratching lightly over the backs of his legs. He felt Reg slowly relax on his lap, legs untensing, his hand's grip on Leo's thighs going slightly lax.

A soft yelp came from Reg when Leo suddenly lay a sharp hit on the flesh of his ass.

"I want you to count them for me, okay?"

"One," Reg complied instantly.

Leo sent the next two in quick succession, his other hand laying across the small of his back to keep him still.

"Two 'n three," he gasped out, mind hazing over with each lick of pain.

The scattering of red was already forming on Reg's pale skin, Leo's eyes tracing the patterns, getting lost in them and the rhythmic movement of his hits. He could feel himself slipping further into his own headspace, his shoulders straightening as he settled into the control. A wash of calm flooded over him, his simmering anxiety that always knotted low in his stomach whenever they were doing a scene dissipating, becoming a low call that he could ignore. He increased the strength he was putting behind his hand, gradually getting harder, making the sting linger.

"Six," Reg whimpered, hands gripping tightly onto Leo's thigh.

"Okay, sweetheart, you're doing really well. If it gets too much, use your colour."

He slid the ruler from the beside table and skimmed it gently over the flushed skin. When Reg flinched at the unexpected touch, Leo leaned down to press a kiss to one of the dimples at the base of his spine.

"You're alright, love," he mumbled.

The first hit of it sent Reg reeling.

"Fuck, oh my god." His eyes welled up quickly, despite the sting only lingering for a moment or two.

"Count or I'll add another."

"Seven! Seven," Reg rushed to say, unsure how he'd be able to manage fifteen of these, nevermind any more.

The next made the corner of the ruler catch his bruised skin harshly.

"Ah! E-eight. Daddy, please." Tears were streaming down his face without him realising, his hips shuffling to try and avoid the next hit.

"Please, what?"

"Hurts," he knew he was whining but he was past the point of caring.

"It's supposed to. You earned it, baby. You misbehaved and now you're being punished for it. Punishments aren't fun, although you seem to be enjoying yourself from the feel of it."

Leo smirked at the flush that ran down the back of Reg's neck at his teasing. When he flicked his wrist in the next hit, he simultaneously flexed his thigh where Reg's cock was pressed firmly against it.

"Oh god," Reg's back arched into the pleasure and away from the eye-watering pain. "Fuck what number was I on? Uh nine? Nine."

Doing the next three in quick succession, they were aimed low, mostly catching the tops of the back of his thighs.

A loud sob rocked through him, gasping breaths following after that as his nails dug in through Leo's sweats. The numbers were hiccuped out between cries, sniffles punctuating them.

Leo gradually began putting more force behind them, using the whole of his arm instead of just his wrist.

"Seventeen. Daddy, 'm sorry, didn't mean to be bad." The entirety of his body was trembling now, the muscles under his skin jumping in anticipation of every hit.

"I know you didn't, honey. You just wanna be our good boy, yeah?"

With a sniffle and a shaky nod, Reg spoke in a small voice.

"Yeah. Promise I'll be good."

"Good, I want you to be. That way we can give you rewards instead of punishments. We can make you feel so good, love. If you just behave."

The next had Reg feeling overwhelmed, trying unconsciously with a new vigour to wiggle out of Leo's grasp.

"Shh, honey. I'll do the last three quick I promise then we can cuddle, okay? What's your colour, love?"

"Green, green."

He did as he promised and finished the last three in a few seconds, immediately throwing the ruler onto the box and wrapping his arms around Reg - who'd immediately started rising and cuddling into his chest as soon as they were done. Shushing him softly, Leo stroked Reg's hair with one hand, the other rubbing up and down his spine.

"You've done so well for me, Regie. Such a good boy for us, you took it perfectly. Just breathe for me, love, breathe."

"H-hurts," Reg sobbed into Leo's neck. "'M sorry I didn't listen, daddy."

"Shh, baby, it's all forgiven now, remember. You've had your punishment for it, everything's fine. It won't sting this much for long, I promise."

After nodding lightly, Reg mumbled into the crook of his neck.

"Love you so much."

"I love you too, little one." Reg hummed into Leo's neck and wrapped his arms tighter around his neck, cuddling down further than he was before, being shushed gently as his sniffles died down. Completely relaxed in Leo's hold, Reg pretty much entirely spaced out to everything around him, senses only accommodating where ever he was pressed against Leo.

Meanwhile, when Reg had calmed and was just resting against him, Leo allowed his focus to shift and zone in on what had caught his eye a while ago. Lo was straddling Finn's lap in the chair, gently rocking his hips down to fuck himself onto his cock as Finn leisurely fucked his hips up into him. He was more preoccupied with just being close to Lo, forehead pressed against Lo's collarbone, his hands trailing up and down his back with the softest touch; as if he was still unsure whether or not he was actually real. It was clear neither of them were trying to chase their orgasms, their movements fast enough to make their whole bodies tingle with pleasure but not enough to get them to the edge.

Apparently sensing that the rest of the room had gone quiet, Lo turned his head slightly to peer over his shoulder, making eye contact with Leo. Wordlessly, Leo nodded his head at the bed and shuffled himself and Reg to rest in the corner made by the headboard and wall. Lo gently used the hand he'd tangled in Finn's hair to tug him up to look at him.

"Sir, can we go over to the bed?"

With a smirk, Finn guided Lo's hips down to press against his then stood, making Lo gasp at the depth. He lay Lo gently back on the bed, his fingers skimming along his thighs where they instantly wrapped around his hips to keep him pressed close.

"God, you're such a little slut. So needy for my cock you want every inch inside you, yeah?" Finn pressed a hand on either side of Lo's shoulders, using the leverage to grind and circle his hips where he was still deeply inside Logan. Lo's nails dug into where he'd wrapped his hands around Finn's forearms, the muscle tensing with every movement to keep him steady.

"Yes, Sir, I'm your slut. Want you to use me-" he cut off with a groan as the sentence made Finn's hips stutter as his breaths shallowed. "Merde, want you to use me to get off."

"Jesus Christ, baby, you're so fucking perfect."

The grip Finn had on Lo's waist was hard enough to bruise but Logan loved it, loved being manhandled and held down.

"Please, Sir, please, please," Lo babbled mindlessly, eyes fluttering closed then open then closed again. Finn smirked down at where Lo's back was slightly arching up to him before changing his angle slightly. Lo's head tilted back, his spine flexing into a deep arch as pleasure shot through his body. "Oui! Là, juste là, Sir. Si bon, se sent si bien putain. Je t'aime, je t'aime, oh mon dieu."

Finn could piece together the general gist from the few words he'd picked up; the high-pitched moans and whines as his hips rolled with his also helped.

"Shh, angel, just lie there and take it. There you go, take it for me, lovely. God, you're still so fucking tight." Finn's words were now punctuated by groans that he couldn't swallow down. His thrusts were getting shaky and out of rhythm as he got closer and Lo knew it. He squeezed his walls around Finn, milking his cock as much as he could, pulling him in closer with his legs slung around his hips.

Despite Lo's orgasm gradually building, he wasn't as close as Finn was - he wanted to change that. With a hand under each of Lo's knees, he unwrapped them from his hips and pushed Lo's legs up and guided them over his shoulders. The angle made Logan's moan break off, making him completely silent before he breathed out a ragged breath. Finn tried not to grin when he felt the muscles in Logan's thighs begin to quake, his calves literally shaking where they were flung over his shoulders.

"Oh god." Lo keened when Finn placed a harsh nip to the skin of his inner thigh, hips slowing to plough rough, deep jabs to Lo's prostate as he neared the edge himself. "Sir- Ah, 'm gonna cum. I'm so fucking close, please."

"What do you say?" Finn panted, teetering on the edge of his orgasm, just waiting for Lo to go.

"Can I cum?" Lo rushed out, "please, please, let me cum, Sir!"

"Cum with me, sweet little angel. There you go, let yourself feel good." Finn ground his hips deep into Logan as he filled him, riding out his orgasm. Tilting his head to the ceiling, Finn gasped out heavy breaths as he tried to regain any semblance of coherency. He slid carefully out of Lo, apologising softly when he whimpered at the sensation. With a hand wrapped around each calf gently, he eased Lo's legs off his shoulders, trying not to feel too smug at the way they shook and trembled - well, he tried not to show how smug he was.

With a hand under Logan's legs and another around his back, Finn lifted him in a princess carry to walk to the head of the bed and leaned across to lay him on Leo's other side. Lo cuddled in then tugged Finn's hand to prompt him to join and grumbled unhappily when he didn't.

"I'm gonna go get a cloth to clean you up, sweetheart, I'll be back so quick, I promise."

He kept to his word and soaked a cloth in warm water as fast as possible before gently cleaning the mix of cum and lube from his skin, shushing him softly whenever he squirmed. After he was done, he slung the cloth in the basket with dirty clothes and went to snuggle up behind Lo. Leaning up from where he was against Leo's side, Lo wrapped an arm around Finn's waist and tugged him until he got the hint and lay next to Leo, pressing their sides entirely together. It was clear that was what he wanted when he snuggled into Finn's chest, mirroring the way Reg was on Leo's. Leo wrapped an arm around Finn's shoulders and pressed a kiss to his temple, telling Lo softly to get some sleep for a while.

"You okay, baby? You're a bit shaky," Leo nudged Finn's hair with his nose encouragingly when Finn just hummed.

"Yeah, I just haven't come that hard in a while," Finn chuckled softly, trying to to move too much so he didn't wake Lo. He felt Leo smirk into his hair as he hummed understandingly. "Is Regie asleep or just really far under?"

Leo didn't have time to answer (but to be fair he wasn't too sure anyways) before Reg grumbled in response. Brushing away the curls that had fallen over his forehead, Finn couldn't suppress a soft smile when Reg blinked his eyes open - the grey was cloudy and unfocused but he hummed at the touch, leaning into it.

"Daddy?" Reg's voice was small and slightly slurred but distinct.

"Oui, princesse?"

"Can I suck you off?" Leo pretty much choked on his own spit.

"Huh?"

"You've been hard for ages, wanna suck you off."

"Hey, I've got all three of my boyfriends naked next to me. Why are we surprised I'm hard?" Leo chuckled lightly.

"We're not. I'm asking if I can do something about it." Reg raised his head and leaned his chin in the line of his abs and pouted, purposefully widening his eyes, blinking up at Leo pleadingly. When Leo seemed to debate with himself, sighing as he tried to decide what to do, Reg tilted his head down to brush his lips gently against his torso, slowly beginning a small line heading downwards.

"He wants to, my love, let him. Our baby's got an oral fixation remember, he'll feel so much calmer with something filling his mouth up." He turned to Reg, stroking a hand through the top of his hair. "Right, honey?"

Nodding gently, Finn's hand still in his hair, Reg put on his best puppy eyes, really begging Leo.

"Want something on my tongue, daddy." Reg swiped a tongue over his lips; Leo's eyes immediately tracing the movement.

"You lot will be the actual fucking death of me," Leo conceded with a small sigh. His hand slid from where it lay on his torso to lightly wrap around the front of his neck, making him look him in the eye. "Gentle, alright? No deep throating, you're already gonna be sore enough later on, you're not adding a sore throat to that too. Y' understand, love?"

A harsh blush had stumbled across Reg's cheeks and nose at Leo's casual tone like he wasn't talking about Reg sucking him off. When Leo raised a brow at him, he rushed to nod, trying to ignore the way it made Leo's hand tighten around his throat.

"I can be gentle." Reg meant it in an abiding, following the rules kind of way but the dark blush across his face, the deep bitten cherry red of his lips, swollen and parted slightly made it a lot more sultry and teasing to those whose brains weren't covered in fog. Even through the black of his boxers, the harsh twitch of Leo's cock was obvious - it made Finn have to suppress a chuckle, pretending he was preoccupied with twirling one of Lo's curls around his finger. When Leo's hand released his neck, Reg made his way down his abs, lips lightly skimming his skin as he did.

He settled on his elbows between Leo's legs, brushing his lips to the bulge in the fabric, nosing his way along the length of his cock. Usually, Leo would be scolding him for the slow, teasing pace but today, he was fine with letting Reg do whatever he wanted, let him do whatever made him happy through the haze. When his lips met the damp spot where Leo's tip was pressed against the fabric, he hummed lightly dragging his tongue against it. Leo made a small noise in the back of his throat at the sensation of the fabric rubbing against the sensitive skin. The tongue kept lapping against the tip, seemingly pleased that the more he licked, the more precum seeped through the fabric.

Head leaning back against the headboard, Leo's eyes had fluttered closed almost instantly, chest heaving with stuttering, shaky breaths. He leaned back up though when Reg pulled back and there was no following movement. Trying desperately not to smile, he looked down to see a crease between Reg's brows as he tried to figure out how to shimmy down Leo's boxers without having to move from his comfy position on his stomach. Feeling Leo's eyes on him, Reg looked up with him and pouted at his humoured look.

"Off," he mumbled with a quick tug on the fabric.

Feet flat on the bed, Leo pushed up and slid his boxers down his hips before Reg took over and pulled them the rest of the way down his legs, gracefully lobbing them to the other side of the room. Reg leaned forwards and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the base of his cock, moving to lick a long stripe up the prominent vein that ran along the underside. He hovered for a moment as though he was going to take the tip into his mouth but then mouthed his way down his cock. His nose brushed against his balls, Leo's breath catching into his throat when Reg sucked them into his mouth one-by-one, tongue rolling them in his mouth. He pulled off with a soft pop and kissed his way back up his cock, tongue stroking along the surface, leaving a trail of spit in his wake.

When his tongue flicked along the tip of his cock, Leo hips tensed, trying not to jerk up into the sensation. Reg pushed up onto his elbows and wrapped both hands around his cock, one around the base, the other just above that. He slid his lips over the head, hollowing his cheeks before beginning to swirl his tongue in wet circles, hands jerking whatever wasn't in his mouth.

The muscles in Leo's abdomen tensed harshly, even his thighs went rigid where they were pressed against Reg on either side.

"Holy shit. Who taught you that?" Leo panted, moans loud and deep as the sensations all bombarded him at once. When Reg went to move his mouth away to answer, Leo lightly placed his hand on the back of his head, not pushing, just keeping him there. "On second thought, tell me later." Reg laughed as best he could with his mouth full and continued. Leo had been hard for a while, the entirety of the scene pretty much so it didn't take much to get him to the edge. His arm tightened where it was still wrapped around Finn's shoulders as his head tipped back, his other hand rested gently on the back of Reg's head, following its motion as it bobbed up and down. ''Shit, there you go, love, good boy. I'm gonna come soon, baby.''

Finn stifled a laugh and turned his head to look at him.

''Already?'' After a light swat was placed on the side of his head, Finn instead turned his attention to placing soft bites along the side of Leo's neck - if he was honest with himself, with the notably determined way Reg was working his cock, Finn knew that it the roles were reversed, he could easily go from soft to coming in less than 10 minutes.

"Merde, merde, chéri. Tu vas être un bon garçon et tout avaler pour moi?"

Reg's nod was slightly difficult with his lips still stretched around the head of Leo's cock but his eagerness made it clear. Despite trying his best to stay quiet for Logan's sake, the sensations remaining consistent around his increasingly more sensitive cock won out in the end and his hand tightened in Reg's hair at the same time his moans got louder and breathier. He came in thick ropes across Reg's tongue, abdomen flexing with both the strength of his orgasm and the effort of not thrusting up into the wet heat around him.

As his orgasm slowly waned, his grip on Reg's hair loosened, his hand smoothing over the spot in a silent apology for having such a tight hold.

"Lo did something similar before and you liked it," Reg mumbled softly when he'd shuffled his way back up Leo's body and lay next to him, curled entirely into his side.

Leo hummed softly before replying.

"You're an excellent visual learner."

The three of them left awake chuckled lightly, Reg flushing alongside it at the praise.

"It's the pretty lips, fucking made for it," Finn whispered, eyes gradually growing heavy as he was pulled to comfortably rest against Leo's side with Lo nestled on his stomach between his legs, head resting on his chest. They'd both scooted down slightly so they weren't leaning against the headboard, lying flat so they could sleep. Finn's head was resting against Leo's arm which was folded under his head, Leo's hand coming to tuck under his own head as he settled.

Leo's other arm was tucked around Reg, draped down his back, drawing patterns up and down his spine. When Reg heard Leo's head turn towards him and felt his eyes on him, he tilted his head up to look back. Seemingly debating Finn's point, he smiled down at Reg and brought his hand up to cup the back of his head, urging him to lean up slightly. Their lips moulded together instantly, sharing a soft, delicate kiss that made Reg want to grin uncontrollably.

And he did - they pulled away with a soft noise and Reg's face almost split in two with the lovesick smile stretched across it.

''Have a quick sleep, lovely. When you wake up, we'll put some aloe on to help with the bruising.'' Snuggling back down into the space between Leo's side and his arm, Reg smoothed a hand to rest against his chest, drawing soft, gentle swirls against the skin there until his breathing evened and his hand went still. There was still the faintest hint of a smile across his features even as he slept, Leo's hand continuing to trace pictures against his back long after Reg and Finn drifted off.

Notes:

thank you for reading my loves <3

Chapter 9: Evening Plans; Training and Antsy Days

Summary:

Right, so. For whatever reason, my dumbass was so sure I'd be able to fit the whole costume scene into one chapter - good god was I wrong.

Therefore, we have PT. 1 of it along with some other fluffy and smutty scenes of course.

~ 15,700

Next chapter will be the full thing with Leo and Finn as well.

Coming up in the next few instalments: some Cubs and O'Darwin; Lo's birthday and CHRISTMAS which means the boys being apart for a while - whatever will they do to make up for not being able to touch each other in person...

Quick note: when the costumes are being paid for, I think that the whole passing the card over is how it's done in America? Not too sure so if it makes no sense, my apologies - wanted to keep the whole thing of the Cubs being from in and around the US but like, idk how americans do shit, sorry lads.

CW: arguable misuse of biblical imagery??????? not that anyone reading this far in would be overly religious enough to take offence to that but you never know, the warnings there if need be.

Anywho - Enjoy my darlings! x

"Good morning, cuties!" Lo flung the door to the bedroom open, dressed in only a pair of boxers as he bounded over to Finn and Reg (mumbling and dazed at the sudden awakening) before leaping on top of them. He laughed at them both rushing to catch him despite their grogginess: the only image in their heads being him either missing the bed and falling on the floor or going head-first into the wall. "Kisses in return for the morning wake-up, please." Logan puckered his lips dramatically, lying on his stomach, half on top of Finn, half on top of Reg. With a confused, still half-asleep laugh, Reg cupped Lo's cheek lightly with one hand, using his elbow to prop himself up and press a chaste but deep kiss to his lips. He lay back against the pillows once more, one arm tucked underneath his head as Finn swept Logan into a passionate kiss full of tongue that made him hum as he sank into it, wiggling his way fully on top of Finn.

With a small laugh, Reg brushed a kiss to the skin of Lo's back before shuffling out of bed - he went to tug on his shirt but was stopped by a distinct hum from Lo as he, albeit reluctantly, pulled away from Finn and turned to face him.

"Can you put on one of Peanut's shirts please, babe?"

Brows furrowing, he complied nonetheless, moving to grab his jersey and shrug it on. Before he could ask, Lo gave a brief explanation.

"He gets a bit... antsy sometimes - a bit anxious and quiet and overthink-y, he'll be fine, it just happens every once in a while, you know?"

Reg's heart thumped slightly in response; hating the fact the boys had to go through shit like that as well - he knew they had varying mental health struggles, they were all pretty open with what basic stuff they saw Heather for but seeing it first hand was different.

"What can we do?" he asked finally.

Finn sighed for a moment, thinking. "Keep close to him, contact always helps. He likes it when we wear his clothes, he's mentioned briefly before that he gets a bit more- how do I put it, uh... tetchy? I don't wanna call it possessive because he's not an asshole but just protective, I guess, so us wearing his clothes and keeping close and jus' lovin' up on him calms that down. His brain goes on overdrive a bit so he worries more than usual. Don't push back if he wants to do things for you and let him do his usual Peanut caretaker stuff. Just don't take it to heart if he seems bit quiet or out of it, m'kay?" When Reg nodded in response, Finn continued with a smile."Other than that, just treat it like a normal day, he's gonna be alright, sweetheart."

Reg smiled back, leaning to give him a few small kisses down his nose before heading to brush his teeth. When Reg heads downstairs, Leo is pottering quietly in the kitchen, humming a familiar song Reg can't quite name. He leans against the doorframe and watches him for a while as he slides a tray of something tasty-looking into the oven but intervenes when he starts searching for something on the counter tops, letting out a frustrated huff and impatiently moving things around when it wasn't where he thought it was. Shuffling over to him, Reg made sure to lightly scuff his feet along the floor, not wanting to startle him by coming up behind him without warning.

Leo turned when he heard him, his shoulders relaxing from their tense position, a soft, greeting smile fluttering over his features as Reg headed over.

"Morning, gorgeous."

His laugh was bright if not a bit tired.

"Hey, princess."

Reg pressed himself up against Leo's front in a hug, hands coming to rest lightly on Leo's bare sides, the muscles jumping under his touch.

"Cold hands," Leo mumbled softly as he leaned down to press a kiss to his lips.

"Sorry," Reg whispered back between kisses.

With a light shake of his head, Leo simply brushed their noses together, raking a hand through the messy curls on the top of his head gently.

"'S nice."

"Can I help while you finish up?" Reg asked after a few moments of comfortable silence.

"It's just the drinks left to do, can you get the cups?"

"Sir, yes, Sir," he answered, mock-saluting then heading to get four cups out the cupboard.

Reg lined the cups up while Leo grabbed a carton out the fridge. He hid his smile the best he could when Leo decided to press himself up against Reg's back and lean over him to fill the cups instead of waiting for him to shuffle out the way. After filling them, he placed the carton on the counter top but made no motion to put it away, instead opting for wrapping his arms around Reg's waist and leaning down to nuzzle his nose into the soft hairs that curled behind his ear. One of Reg's hands came to rest on top of Leo's clasped ones, the other rising to tangle in his hair, scratching his nails lightly against his scalp. Leo hummed happily, squeezing him and pulling him closer against him, thumb stroking small circles where they lay on his torso.

"You're so comfy," Reg mumbled, leaning heavily back onto Leo. Goosebumps scattered across the back of Reg's neck when Leo huffed a gentle laugh against it; the sensation of his breath making him shiver.

"If all else fails, I can get a job being a pillow."

Reg immediately hummed negatively. "Non, you can be our stay-at-home pillow. Only us three are allowed to cuddle you."

"Oh, found a jealous streak have we?" Leo brushed his lips gently to the shell of his ear despite his smile.

"I just figure I get first dibs considering I've got your name on my back."

Leo seemed to pause at that, lifting his head out of Reg's neck and leaning back slightly to read the back of the jersey. Reg heard the grin spread across Leo's face instantly as he plastered his torso against his back once again; instead perching his chin on his shoulder as opposed to tucking it into his neck. 

''You know I'll give you anything you ask for, mon amour.''

Indignantly, Reg tried to ignore the, frankly violent, flutter in his heart at Leo's honest whisper. Turning his head to the side so he could look him in the eyes, Reg scanned his face for a moment before speaking.

''In that case, can I have a kiss, please?''

A shy smile spread across Leo's face at the soft request but it was quickly gone as he pressed his lips to Reg's - it started gentle and sweet, a caress of lips while his fingertips skimmed over Reg's hips; electricity ringing across his skin where his fingers had been despite the touch being over the fabric of his jersey. Then, a teasing tongue swept along the seam of his lips briefly before being covered with the soft press of lips, leaving Reg to chase the feeling. One of Regulus' hands crept up the back of his neck to cup it, keeping him held close. His other came to grip onto the edge of the counter when Leo's hands began a different, diverging path. One trailed gently up the centre of his torso, jersey riding up ever so slightly before he lifted his hand to let it fall back into place - almost like Leo was teasing himself as he touched Reg. Its tantalising path came to an end when it wrapped around the base of Reg's throat, thumb and middle finger adding the barest hint of pressure around his neck, his index finger just skimming the sharp edge of his jaw, making Reg gasp into his mouth. The other arm wraps around the front of his torso, pressing him desperately close to his chest, not an inch of space between their bodies. 

Time and time again Reg tried to prompt Leo's tongue to tease along his own, flicking against his lips before he let out a hot, pleading breath against the wetness he'd left there. It was making him shiver, he could feel the goosebumps spreading across Leo's neck under his fingers but he couldn't be enticed. No matter how much Reg teased, Leo kept the same, tortuous cycle of the sweetest kisses and softest, maddening touches to his neck and stomach. The next time Reg's tongue licked along Leo's lip, he retaliated for the teasing by wrapping the lips around the very tip and sucking for a split second before releasing it and replacing it with another of his soft kisses. 

''Leo.'' The word was barely audible, more reminiscent of a whimper than a word - but it seemed to work. 

Leo's hands returned to his waist, instead now applying pressure to prompt him to turn and face him; Reg complied without a second thought. When he leaned up to try and kiss him, hands balancing on his chest as he rose on his tiptoes, Leo very clearly had other ideas. Two strong hands cupped the backs of Reg's thighs, lifting him almost effortlessly - he didn't pull Reg into him, just lifted him, legs either side of his hips but not leaning against his body. He was proving a point that he didn't need to balance Reg's weight: he could carry him easily with his two hands alone. Reg barely had time to process the fact Leo had figured out that Logan wasn't the only one turned on by his strength, never-mind having enough time to be embarrassed about it before he was carried over to a clear expanse of counter-space.

The ache that came from the abused skin of his ass being pressed against the solid surface made him tremble, the cool temperature distinct even through the fabric of the jersey and his boxers. After letting out a light gasp as the inherent coolness of the marble countertop came into contact with the sensitive skin on the back of his thighs as well, he reflected Leo's soft smile back at him. He draped his arms over the tops of Leo's shoulders and slowly wrapped his legs around Leo's hips, using the leverage to slide himself forward to the edge of the counter, pressing himself close to him again. Holding eye contact with him for the longest second, Leo then trailed his eyes down to the pale red marks on Reg's neck from his nails lightly scratching along the skin there before continuing their path down Reg's form. They lingered on the jersey and the numbers visible along the sleeves, a soft yet somehow still clearly hungry look in his eyes. Reg could feel the places burn where his eyes loitered, the fire spreading up his neck to the tips of his ears, redness flushing across the bridge of his nose as Leo's hands began to trail equally as burning paths. They began by glancing along the skin of his calves, just above where his ankles hooked at the base of Leo's spine; then trailing up the backs of his knees and thighs until he reached the counter underneath them. When the barrier was reached, they rose to slide up the sides of his thighs, disappearing under the hem of the jersey that had ridden further up his legs due to his sitting position. 

A soft groan escaped his lips as Leo's hands massaged the muscle of his thighs, fingers digging into his skin deliciously. Their faces were inches apart due to Reg's perch on the edge of the counter so when Leo looked up once more, the intense blue of his eyes made Regulus dizzy with want but still bashful at the desire held in them for him. After a few intense seconds that seemed to stretch for hours, Reg's eyes flickered down to the few light freckles scattered across Leo's nose that he'd never noticed before; wanting something else to focus on that wasn't his eyes still trailing over his face. He also indignantly ignored the way a soft smirk tugged the corners of Leo's mouth up as his face burned brighter despite himself. 

One of Leo's hands stopped the rhythmic groping of his thighs and instead rose to grab his face, fingers wrapping either side of his chin to tilt his face back up to his. When Reg was bashfully looking back at him once again, Leo leaned in to capture his swollen lips between his. He instantly froze as Reg leaned away from him - his grip on his face and thigh both softened, body bowing slightly so he wasn't pressed too distinctly against him. His poorly-hidden panic dissipated a fraction when Reg smiled shyly up at him; Leo's head cocking to the side in confusion.

After barely a moment's hesitation, Reg slid one of his arms from around Leo's neck and trailed it up Leo's arm to the hand holding his chin, making sure to scratch his nails along his skin as he did. His fingers wrapped delicately around Leo's wrist, prompting him to move it down, palm wrapping over the back of Leo's hand, making him wrap his hand back around the front of his throat. A wide, albeit cocky, grin stretched its way across Leo's face as he squeezed playfully, trying not to appear even more smug when the muscles in Reg's thighs jumped around his waist. 

''Yeah?'' he asked, grin still prevalent on his face. 

Reg had sucked his own bottom lip between his teeth at the gentle squeeze and tried not to relish in the darkening of Leo's eyes when he hummed a whiny 'mhm' and nodded softly in reply to his question. When Reg made an unhappy sound when Leo removed his other hand from his thigh, he was quickly placated with a gentle 'shh'. The hand came to rest on the countertop right next to Reg's hip, leaning his weight on it as he brought his face closer to Reg's. They were a breath away from each other but neither of them were moving to close the final distance, happy to tease themselves for a few moments longer. Their breaths were panted over each other's lips, tips of their noses brushing together playfully. Reg's forearms were still draped elegantly over top of Leo's shoulders, hand coming together at the back of his neck, fingers raking softly through the short strands of hair there. 

When he could finally take it no longer and he saw Leo begin to get restless, his hand cupped the back of his head, fingers sinking into the soft, blond strands of his hair to guide him to close the few millimetres between them. Leo kissed him deeply, fingers digging into the sides of his neck like he was afraid he was going to pull away from him. Instead of continuing his earlier teasing, Leo's tongue flattened instantly against Reg's, licking deep into his mouth with such intensity that Reg's back arched up against him, his toes curling, hands flexing, one of them dropping to clutch desperately at his shoulder. They held each other close, hands tugging so they were pressed entirely together, Reg's legs tightening around his hips, using his hooked ankles to press against his lower back. He kissed back as intensely as Leo kissed him, sliding his tongue to lick desperately along Leo's tongue as well. 

Reg's eyes flicked over Leo's shoulder towards the fridge when he heard it open. With a simple, cheeky grin, Finn answered back giddily. 

''Don't mind us, just grabbing a drink.''

Leo's lips parted from Reg's with a wet sound, muttering one word (''Counter.'') before successfully capturing Reg's sole attention once more. 

''Breakfast,'' Reg mumbled in the brief pause between one kiss and the next. 

''Have you for breakfast.'' Leo's voice was near-enough a fucking growl at this point, low and rumbling so deep in his throat that Reg could feel it beneath the hand cupped around the back of his neck. He, apparently, meant that fairly literally, lips pressing a few chaste kisses in a trail across his cheek and jaw until he reached his neck. His teeth nipped along the skin there, wherever his fingers didn't cover, his kisses deep and sucking. Perhaps one of Reg's favourite physical features, one of many, when it came to Leo was his teeth. He was one of those people whose canines were slightly sharper than most which lit a fire deep in Reg's stomach whenever he absentmindedly licked his tongue across them when he was thinking or whenever they grazed his skin as he was kissed - which was exactly what was happening now. Leo was bent low, face tucked entirely into Reg's neck as he bit and sucked and licked across the sensitive skin that made Reg's mouth fall lax and his eyebrows pinch in the centre of his forehead. 

The hand that had previously been cupping the back of Leo's neck had since moved up to the crown of his head, fingers tangling and non-too-gently tugging on the hair there, keeping him pressed as close to his neck as possible. Leo's shoulder now sat underneath Reg's chin as he folded himself down to reach Reg's neck; making Reg's other arm naturally wrap around his shoulders tightly as a way to ground himself. He was outwardly panting now, head tilted back as his eyes fluttered closed, soft whines and moans being punched out of him. 

After another minute or two, Leo pulled back panting, one hand holding Reg's hip in a bruising grip, the other still wrapped around his neck - his hold slightly tighter than it had originally been. 

''God, I just wanna-'' Leo cut himself off with a low sound that could very possibly have been a legitimate growl before he tugged Reg back in by his neck into a burning kiss. ''You're so fucking perfect, Regie. Prettiest little thing 'n so fuckin' needy. Took your punishment so well yesterday and y' still want me to hurt you. I damn near broke skin kissing your neck and you fucking loved it.'' Reg's whole body flushed with the combination of praise and degradation, his words prickling under his skin as the admiration behind his words sunk in. ''Don't be embarrassed, princess. Such a needy little slut but so shy about it. 'S alright, love, it'll be our little secret, yeah?''

Confidence growing because of the adoration in Leo's eyes, Reg teasingly trailed his fingers along the expanse of Leo's bare shoulders, tracing the grooves of muscle there as he 'absentmindedly' sucked on his bottom lip, seeming to be lost in thought. ''You know, you say I'm needy but, if I remember correctly, I just asked you for a kiss and, well, five minutes later, I'm sat on the counter with your hand around my neck. Sounds pretty needy to me, don't you agree?'' 

Leo hummed noncommittally before latching onto a different part of what Reg said rather than respond to his seductive goading. ''Speaking of, you seemed to like that a hell of a lot more than you let on before. I believe the word 'lightly' was used to describe your preference for choking but I was squeezing pretty hard for a while there and you fucking whined for it, love.''

He simply shook his head. ''For you.''

When Leo's head tilted in question, Reg elaborated.

''All my noises were for you,'' he admitted in a low but certain voice, adding a light flutter of his lashes as he did, trying to bat the comment back at him so he didn't have to answer.

And if that didn't make a (fairly large) part of Leo's brain want to scream. ''Yeah?'' Leo's grin was back, his pride making Reg blush softly once more.

''Yeah,'' Reg's whisper was a broken sound. He was looking up at Leo through his lashes, fluttery and long, his lips swollen and stained a deep red, still glistening lightly from licks of Leo's tongue and his own. 

Leo huffed out a sigh, seemingly battling himself internally. ''What've I told you about looking at me like that, hm?''

''Said it makes you wanna fuck me...maybe I wanna be fucked.'' He looked at Leo's shocked face briefly before flicking his eyes over to where Finn and Lo had remained in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, cuddled together. 

Lo smiled softly at him - ''I can't wait to fuck you, baby, but not your first. I, uh, don't wanna hurt you.'' He seemed embarrassed as he said it but was reassured by Reg's smile of understanding. Despite how much he'd love to be Reg's first, he was a lot thicker than Leo and Finn and it just wasn't safe or smart; he knew it and so did Reg.

''Just ask and I'm there, baby,'' Finn replied with a flirty wink. 

''Well, you know how I feel about it, love,'' Leo smiled, brushing a kiss to Reg's cheek.

It was then that the timer Leo had set for the food went off so he parted from Reg's koala hold to go and get them before the breakfast wraps he'd made burned to a crisp. 

While Lo was plating up, Finn carried the pre-poured drinks over to the table and then headed over to where Reg was still perched on the counter. 

''You okay, sweetheart?''

Reg nodded, looking around at himself and the floor, seemingly deep in thought. 

''Tryna figure out how to get down without shuffling,'' he murmured offhandedly. 

''Ah, still sore from yesterday?''

''Just a bit,'' Reg laughed.

In solution to his problem, Finn laid a hand on either of Reg's hips, lifting him completely off the surface and placing him gracefully on the floor with a peck to his forehead. 

''There, problem solved.''

''Thank you, baby.''

''Anytime, my gorgeous.'' 

Lo and Leo were carrying the plates over to the table and they followed quickly, the smell wafting from the food strong and pleasant.

''Baby,'' Lo directed at Leo as the other man sat down, ''can I sit on your lap, please?''

His face lit up (that part of his brain was happy again)- '''Course you can, mon ange.'' After shuffling his chair back and his plate over to make room, Lo cuddled down into his lap with a slight gasp.

''You alright, love?'' 

''Yeah,'' Lo answered, slightly breathless. ''Can still feel Harzy.''

Confused for just a moment, Reg went red on their behalf when he finally realised what he meant by still 'feeling' him. ''That's actually a thing?'' When he got varying levels of baffled looks at what he was referring to, Reg continued. ''I just kinda thought people said that for...effect? I don't know, I just didn't think they were serious.''

''Mhm, it's a bit sore but not an uncomfortable sore. It just reminds me of sex and I am always down for a reminder of that throughout my day,'' Lo smirked back at Reg's red face.

Meanwhile, Leo smiled softly at the back-and-forth but focused mainly on tugging Lo closer to his chest, chin tucked over his shoulder as he bought forkfuls of food to his mouth. He chewed happily, eyes closed as he relished in the feeling of Lo pressed in so closely against him - it hadn't gone unnoticed that he was wearing his shirt and Leo's body sang as he breathed him in. He continued that pattern for a long while: cuddle, chew, cuddle, chew, etc - just happy to be snuggled into Lo and eating one of the best breakfast wraps he'd ever had (if he does say so himself).

"Peanut."

"Huh?" Leo lifted his head from Lo's neck and looked blankly at the three humoured faces staring back at him.

Finn chuckled slightly then repeated what he'd apparently said a few times by now.

"Have you got extra training with Bliz today?"

"Oh fuck yeah - he wanted to squeeze one more in considering it's our last training day before Christmas."

"May as well, it gets all of it done in one day so you don't have to go to the rink in the week running up to the holidays."

Leo hummed, he wasn't over the moon at having to stay extra hours at the rink but better today than later when he'd be even less in the mood to do it.

"Actually," Finn began, "I was gonna go for a run when we got back. I could just do some of the trails by the rink until you're done and ride home together? Maybe get a coffee on the way back?"

"You don't mind waiting? We'll be about two hours or so, maybe a little longer."

Simply smiling at him, Finn reached across the table and gently stroked his thumb over his knuckles. "'Course I don't, babe. You know I'm always in the mood to spend time with you."

Pressing a soft kiss to the back of Finn's hand, Leo nodded in agreement. "It's a date," he joked, smiling back when Finn squeezed his hand lightly.

"Do you wanna take both cars then? Me and Regie are gonna do some shopping."

"Oh?" Finn asked with a smirk, "Peanut, we've been left out of a shopping date." His dramatic pout softened considerably when Reg began pressing several soft kisses along the line of his jaw. "Well, definitely less offended now."

"Kiss?" Reg asked, puckering his lips cheekily.

With a faux-deliberating look, Finn seemingly relented and leaned in to comply, kissing his swollen lips gently.

"Yeah, may as well take mine too," he agreed, finishing the last bite of his wrap. 

They chatted for a while longer while they all finished up their breakfast. After convincing Finn and Leo to go shower, assuring them that they could more than manage loading the dishwasher, Lo and Reg were planning the evening's events animatedly yet in hushed tones on the sofa. 

"Amelia's closing the shop for an hour or so while we're in there-" 

"She's closing the shop?!" Reg's face contorted into one of utter disbelief. 

"I just told her we were coming in and she wouldn't hear it when I told her there was no need to close for us." 

Reg paused for a moment before speaking. "How often are you lot in there?" 

"We...she has some great stuff," Lo blushed slightly, stumbling over his words as he answered. With a soft laugh at his bashfulness considering they were literally planning a trip to a sex shop, Reg leaned forward and brushed a kiss to his cheek and continued on a slightly less accusatory route of discussion. 

"So, what's so great about this shop then?" 

"Well. Amelia is big on discretion which, you know, is important in our line of work so that's why we mainly went to her at first but she's a friend now. I mean she's been around for a good chunk of our relationship; even before we started doing all the BDSM stuff, we'd go there to get 'normal' sex stuff and she's been around since. The quality of the stuff is fucking amazing, I guarantee whatever we end up buying will be the comfiest shit you ever wear, it's insane." Lo released a deep breath and brushed the backs of his knuckles across Reg's cheekbone, leaning his head against the back of the sofa. "God, you have no idea how much the image of you in a little lacy set has been haunting me, baby. Been driving myself fucking crazy just thinking about you, I swear." 

With a soft smile, Reg moved to straddle Lo's hips, pressing gentle kisses along the bridge of his nose until he scrunched it with a light giggle. 

"Do you think Le will be up for it today?" Reg mumbled, twirling one of Lo's curls around his finger. 

"Baby. Did it seem to you this morning that he was anything but up for an evening of sex?" Lo knew he was right, his raised eyebrow and knowing smirk showing that clear enough. Reg pondered it for a moment before snorting a light laugh. 

"Yeah, I guess not." They let out soft laughs together for a moment, both perking up when the noise of the shower upstairs stopped. "You know, they're gonna wonder why we haven't gone up to shower."

Suppressing a smirk at the false reproach on Reg's face, he managed to school his features into a similar look, nodding back equally as solemnly. 

"What could've kept us preoccupied, I wonder," Logan mumbled lowly, not being able to stop smiling as he leaned up to meet Reg halfway. Both of Reg's hands came to cub the sides of Lo's face, sliding his tongue into his mouth to tangle messily with his. Humming approvingly, Lo swept his hands under the back of Reg's jersey, stroking up the muscled expanse of Reg's back before lightly dragging his nails back down until he reached the dimples at the base of his spine. They trailed along the skin there for a moment before continuing their downward path and cupping his ass. 

Content to just relax and continue kissing him, Reg sank into the hold, relishing the feeling where Lo's hands had begun to squeeze his hips. His relaxed, unprepared state made him yelp when Lo suddenly stood, holding Reg in his arms, and began walking them towards the stairs. 

''Nevermind, love, they're a little busy.'' Finn's voice came from the top of the stair, accompanied with a bright laugh. 

Lo smiled into Reg's mouth as he ascended the stairs, his kisses never faltering, carrying him effortlessly. Once they'd made it upstairs, Logan bee-lined towards Finn's bedroom where they were more than likely getting dressed for practice. 

''Excuse-moi,'' Lo sang when they walked through the doorway, the path from the door to the bed blocked by Leo. Instead of putting Reg down, Lo laid him back on the bed, using an elbow on either side of him to hold most of his weight as he remained on top of him.

''You two just planning on staying here for the rest of the day?'' Leo expected them to get up and shower after a few moments and laughed when they just continued where they'd left off on the sofa. 

''We've got enough time before we have to get going,'' Lo answered breezily. 

''Yeah? Time for what, hm?'' Reg whispered, arching up into him teasingly, smirking up at him. 

''Time to kiss some more,'' he dusted a light kiss over Reg's cupid's bow, ''touch a little more,'' his fingers dusting over Reg's ribs under his jersey, ''maybe make you come?'' he mumbled into Reg's ear, nipping at the shell of it when he hummed at the suggestion. 

Heading over to the bed, Leo slid his hand to tangle in Lo's hair, leaning down whilst also tugging Lo up to meet him, his mouth coming to rest behind his ear. ''You've got ten minutes then I want you both in that shower, understood?''

After the two of them agreed, he kissed Lo's temple then released his grip on his hair, then moving to sit in the chair facing the bed, now fully dressed in a pair of joggers and one of Finn's hoodies. Finn came in a minute or so later - he'd gone into Leo's room and got one of his hoodies; it was one the boys had gotten him for Christmas last year, caramel brown with the words ''Knutter Butter'' in bubbly white letters across the back. His eyes flicked momentarily between the pair of them on the bed and Leo sitting watching them before a wide grin spread across his face. Moving over to Leo, he slid side-on onto his lap, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, his other hand rising to cup his cheek and turn his head towards him. 

''Hi,'' he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss to Leo's lips.

''Salut, mon amour.'' He bumped his nose lightly with Finn's, smiling when he playfully moved to bite the tip of his nose in reply. 

''You okay, peanut?'' 

Instead of replying, Leo just kissed his cheek. ''I love you, you know.''

''I do know, I love you too.'' He placed a soft kiss to Leo's forehead before he rested his own against it. ''Can I do anything? To help?'' His voice was a gentle, reassuring whisper. With a soft smile, Leo just tightened his arms around Finn's waist, tugging him closer to his chest. 

''Stay here?'' 

'''Course, love.'' With a final brush of lips, they both shuffled and turned their attention to the bed - where Logan was now between Reg's legs. He'd grabbed, and discarded, the lube at some point, its purpose made clear by the movement of his hand around Reg's cock, his lips wrapped around the tip. His other hand was also pumping a finger gradually in and out of Reg's hole, the motion of it making Reg simultaneously fuck himself down onto it and up into the tight heat of Lo's mouth; his movements, however, heavily restricted by Logan. Whenever he felt Reg was getting too eager, he'd still his hands and remove his mouth, lips resting just against his tip to tease him until he settled back against the bed. 

''Lo, c'mon,'' Reg knew he was whining but he was honestly too turned on to care. ''Gonna run out of time,'' he whimpered when Lo continued but at half the already slow tempo he was going at before. 

''Sweetheart, I could have you coming in less than two minutes if I really wanted to. You'll come before practice, angel, just have some patience.''

''Prove it then,'' he gritted out between his teeth, hands clenching the blankets in his fists as he tried not to just fuck into Lo's mouth. ''I don't believe you.''

''Nice try, love,'' Logan laughed. Reg was unsure whether or not Lo purposefully made his chuckle more a hot breath over Reg's spit-soaked head or if it was natural. His further protests were silenced by a second finger nudging at his entrance and gradually sliding into him. 

''Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,'' Reg breathed in quick succession, hands rising, fabric still clenched furiously in his fists. ''Please, I need more, baby. C'mon, angel. I wanna come for you, please let me come. I'll suck you off. You can fuck my throat. I'll cry so prettily for you if that's what you want, just-'' he groaned out a frustrated sound. Just as he was about to continue pleading his case, Logan crooked his fingers to press deliciously against his prostate, then moving to plough them into him much quicker and rougher than he had been. ''Oui, oui,'' he breathed, head leaning back into the bed as his chest arched up. ''Oh mon dieu, you feel so good, si bon.'' He was outwardly panting now, deep, heaving breaths that echoed throughout the room. 

Lo hadn't put his mouth back on Reg since he'd taken it off earlier and now decided to take him apart even more with that. Hollowing his cheeks, he took the entire head into his mouth and swirled his tongue constantly around it in a seemingly never-ending circle. 

The sound that Reg let out in response was near enough a yell as he almost tore the sheets between his fingers. ''I absolutely,'' he heaved a giant breath, ''mean this as a compliment - you were fucking born to suck cock.'' He leaned up, balanced precariously on his elbows, looking down at Lo enthusiastically working his cock with his hand and mouth. In all fairness, when Lo flicked his eyes up and stared unwaveringly at Reg through his lashes, green eyes vivid through the brown curtain, he seemed to agree with the statement.

Pulling his mouth off him briefly, Lo made up for it by jerking him fast enough that the wet slick sound echoed throughout the room as he spoke. ''And you, gorgeous, are going to look stunning being fucked.'' He added a wink that Leo and Finn wouldn't be able to see from their angle, hinting at their plans later that evening. The thought made Reg picture all the possibilities of how the day could pan out, effectively launching him to the edge. Lo caught onto this instantly, wrapping his lips around him once again and doubling down his efforts for the sole purpose of making him come. 

''Two minutes, darlin's,'' Leo's voice came from the corner. In all actuality, Leo couldn't tell you if it had been twenty-five minutes or five since he first gave them the ten minute limit but they didn't know that. 

''C'mon, honey, we wanna see you come,'' Finn encouraged, eyes trained on the way Reg's head fell back, the muscles in his arms shaking despite the vast majority of his weight resting on the bed. 

''Oh god, oh god,'' Reg whimpered, arms falling out underneath him, making him thump back onto the bed as his hips jerked subtly. ''Baby,'' he breathed. '''M gon' come,'' his words had lost most of their clarity, mindless mumbles as his attention was drawn solely to the beauty between his legs. As he fell off the edge, his hips thrust into Lo's mouth in staggering motions. ''Shit. 'M sorry, sorry, baby. Oh fuck, 'm coming.'' He continued these movements as he rode out his orgasm, Logan obligingly allowing him to do whatever, still thrusting his fingers in and out of Reg in gentle rocks, placing kitten licks against his tip as it painted his tongue.

When he went completely lax against the bed, Lo tried to gently slide his fingers out, accidentally brushing the very edge of his prostate as he did. All the muscles in Reg's body seemingly tensed at once, a startled noise coming from his lips at the overstimulation. 

''Désolé, sweetheart.'' He brushed his lips to the bone of Reg's hip in apology before rising to his knees. Dramatically, Reg flung his arms above his head, letting out a heavy sigh, a dopey smile across his features, making all of them chuckle. 

''C'mere,'' he mumbled grumpily, looking down his body at where Lo was watching him with a soft smile on his face.

''Come to me,'' Lo replied with a nod of his head.

Reg simply raised an eyebrow in return. ''You're seriously underestimating yourself if you think I can even feel my legs right now, nevermind use 'em.''

Shrugging a shoulder, Logan grinned down at him, shuffling up to him. ''Maybe I just wanted to hear it.''

With a knackered laugh, Reg's eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of his body heat against his sensitive skin. ''Praise kink,'' was all he mumbled. Flopping down next to him, Lo gave an offended scoff before answering.

''Coming from the dude that came pretty much as soon as I made a comment on how pretty he'd look filled with cock.'' He cackled when Reg's cock made a valiant effort to get hard again at the crude statement. '''Praise kink' right back at ya','' he giggled, imitating Reg's grumbling tone from earlier, laughing harder when Reg rolled on his side to face him. After placing a half-hearted thwack to his chest, he propped himself up on his elbow and began a trail of slow kisses along the expanse of Lo's neck.

''Uh-uh, ten minutes are up, we haven't got time,'' Leo immediately interrupted when Lo began tilting his head to give him more room, cupping the back of his head in encouragement. Reg let his head fall into Lo's neck with a groan, leaning up on his hands to pout over at Leo. ''Non, Regie, c'mon, shower.''

Looking at Lo with a sarcastic roll of his eyes that he chuckled at, Reg moved to get off the bed and, somehow, stumble to the bathroom but stopped when he heard footsteps from Leo and Finn's direction. Between one breath and the next, a blade-sharp stinging pain bloomed on the back of his thigh. He hissed and whipped his head around to look at the person accusingly - Leo. ''Ow?!'' With another breath, Leo was towering over him, a hand wrapped around the front of his throat, using the grip to tug him the few centimetres to kneel at the edge of the bed. 

''Don't. Roll your eyes at me again.'' Reg couldn't even form a response, mouth dropped open in shock, pupils completely blown as he looked up at him desperately. ''If you do, I'll bend you over my knee no matter where we are, you understand? Although,'' he hummed to himself while dragging his thumb down Reg's bottom lip, seemingly pondering a thought, ''you'd probably enjoy that, wouldn't you? Being folded over my lap in the middle of the rink? The boys hearing you be put back in your place? That was a question I'd like an answer to, petit morveux.'' 

''Y-yes, daddy. I'd enjoy it.''

''You're lucky I like it so much. Watching you be a brat then be all obedient and complying as soon as you're called out on it. I think that you want to be punished. I think you want to be controlled and told what to do because, at the end of the day, you just want to be good. But you also can't escape the fact that you're a needy little pain slut so you misbehave to earn yourself a punishment.'' He dropped his voice to a whisper that nearly made Reg's already shaky figure crumble - he was certain he'd never been this turned on in his life. Where had Leo been hiding this? ''You know, I can reward you with pain if you want me to, petit princesse. All you gotta do is ask.''

''Please,'' the word was a plea, a desperate whimper that was barely audible; it was enough. 

Leo reached a hand down to Reg's now achingly hard but still sensitive cock and wrapped it in a firm, unforgiving grip, not moving. Even without the friction, the sensation sent Reg spiralling and gasping, eyes fluttering closed as his head dropped back, his neck still in Leo's hold. The lube leftover from Lo slicked the way, meaning Leo could work his cock with rapid, relentless strokes from the start. He paid no mind to Reg's buckling knees, simply manoeuvring so he could keep the pace of his strokes consistent. Reg made no noise apart from shuddering, gasping breaths to try and comprehend the pleasure and the sharp edge of overstimulating pain.

''Leo,'' came Finn's worried voice from behind him, his hand coming to rest on Leo's shoulder in warning. The movement seemed to shake Leo's certainty, his grip on his cock and his neck loosening, sharp eyes softening a fraction.

''Colour, dove?''

''Green! So green, please don't stop, daddy. Keep going, please, please,'' Reg's bottom lip trembled along with the rest of him, his eyes filling with tears, sheer desperation written all over his face. ''I'll be good, I'll be so good, just don't stop-'' he broke off with a sigh that was closer to a sob. 

''You want it?'' Finn was concerned. He knew the appeal of the pain but he didn't want Reg going along because it was what he thought was wanted of him - he needed to hear it in plain words.

''I want it. Please.'' 

Reg's eyes were bright with unshed tears even when Leo's hands tightened once again and his ruthless pace continued. His eyes rolled back into his head and closed at the sensations all coming back to bombard him at once. The tears slid down his cheeks when his lashes came to rest on his cheeks, his head dropping back.  

''You're gonna come for me when I tell you, okay?''

'''M not there yet,'' he whispered, blinking his eyes open to look up at him.

''I don't care. You're going to come when I tell you or not at all.''

''But-''

''Argue and I'll stop right now.''

''Non! Non, I'll do what I'm told, I promise.''

Leo smiled at that. ''I know you will, my good boy, yeah?''

''Oui, daddy.''

''Then come.''

It rushed through him so quickly it startled him. One second it was a low, bubbling need, deep in his stomach, definitely there but the edge wasn't there yet. Then, the next second, he was spilling into Leo's fist, bucking roughly with the surprise of it, unsuppressed moans echoing from his lips. His orgasm ripped through him for several, long seconds before he slumped against Leo's torso, trembling and panting.

''How,'' he took another deep breath, ''the hell did you know I'd like that?'' His voice was ruined and gravelly to his own ears, shaky as he sat back on his heels to look at Leo.

He actually looked sheepish. Leo Knut, the same guy that had just grabbed Reg by the throat and made him come in minutes was shuffling his feet like a child knowing they were about to be in trouble.

''Please don't be mad? I never meant to snoop, it just caught my eye and I only read a paragraph or so, I swear-''

''Babe.''

''Right, uh, remember when you asked me the other night to text Cap and let him know you were sleeping here while you showered? But my phone was upstairs so you just told me to use yours...um.''

''Oh god I left it open.'' Reg's hands flew to cover his violent blush, praying that the bed would open up and swallow him into a pillow.

''Yeah. And it was favourited so I guessed you'd like that. I'm sorry, love-''

''No, I let you use my phone and I'm not mad that you know, I'm just...royally embarrassed,'' he laughed lightly, looking up at him genuinely to show he was telling the truth.

Leo smiled softly, leaning down to kiss him gently.

''There's no need to be embarrassed, love, promise. Does your throat hurt?'' he ran delicate fingers across the red skin. 

''Mhm,'' Reg nodded happily.

With an exasperated laugh, Leo specified. ''Does your throat hurt in a bad way?''

''Non, you didn't grip it that tight. I'm alright, I'm better than alright, actually.''

Pausing for a moment, Leo stroked a thumb along Reg's cheekbone. ''You really liked that, huh?''

''Yeah,'' Reg's voice was soft as he leaned into the touch. ''Not for all the time but, every now and again, get it out my system...yeah. Fuck, I've never cried before. Well, from this kind of stuff-'' he cut himself off with a sudden thought. ''It was good for you too right? Green?''

Leo couldn't help but laugh endearingly. 

''Yeah, baby, green. I liked it, too. Most of the time I wanna take care of you and make you feel good, give punishments when they're earned but, I don't know, sometimes...''

''Rough is good sometimes,'' Reg summarised.

''Rough is good sometimes," he agreed. They shared another small kiss. ''But for now, you two really need to speed shower. Coach will have us if we're late.''

"Only if," Lo piped up, stood and cuddled into Finn's side, "we get some info on what the hell you saw on Reg's phone."

With matching chuckles, Reg agreed, being guided into the bathroom by Leo. 

''You tell,'' Reg mumbled, embarrassed and busying himself with turning on the shower and waiting for the water to warm. 

''Well, like I said, I was just going to close the app but then I saw the word 'daddy' which, you know.''

''Piqued your interest,'' Finn filled in with a distinctly 'Finn' eyebrow waggle.

The boys all laughed at his antics before Leo continued. ''Yeah. I really only looked at what was already on the screen, I felt bad for even thinking about scrolling. But, um, it didn't have any names, it just said about a dom overstimming their sub with some degradation that damn near made me blush and then I saw that little bookmark in the corner and sort of put two and two together.'' He looked over at Reg and Lo showering and saw Reg looking like he wanted to drown himself in the spray. ''You're so cute, sweetheart.''

''I thought I was a needy little pain slut?'' he chirped back with much less bravado than he had planned to. 

''You're cute when you're needy,'' Logan replied without hesitation, hiding his chuckle in Reg's shoulder with a gentle kiss.

Reg let out what was, in his opinion, a very dignified squeak, thank you very much and quickly rinsed the remainder of the body wash from his body and stepped to grab the towel Finn passed him. ''You're all banned from teasing me until we've finished training. I'll die of embarrassment.'' He'd quickly towelled off his chest and torso and plopped the towel over his hair to make it less of a sopping wet mess. However, he was stopped by a freckled hand coming to lift the towel so his face was visible, Finn moving to gently hook a crooked finger under his chin. 

''You know we're only joking, yeah? Any 'mean' shit we ever say we don't actually think, alright? We love you, we think you're amazing and gorgeous and good and fucking perfect,'' Finn punctuated every compliment with a kiss to his cheek, his nose, his forehead, the corner of his lips. ''If anything we say ever strikes a nerve or makes you upset, tell us, okay? We'll put it on the verbal blacklist,'' he joked softly, his eyes conveying the sincerity of his words. 

''I know, Fishcake,'' Reg smiled back. ''I liked all of that. Besides, it's not exactly wrong, was it? I do really like pain.''

''But you're not a slut,'' he rivalled, overwhelmed with a want to completely shoot down any possibility of him thinking anything negative about himself, or, God forbid, him thinking that they anything less than worshipped him.

Trying to keep the tone light-hearted and jokey, Reg grinned brightly up at him, nudging his nose against his cheek playfully.

''I am your slut though,'' he pointed out.

Finn wrapped an arm around the back of his shoulders and pulled him to press his chest against his, undeterred by the water dampening his shirt. ''You're just ours full stop,'' he whispered against his lips before kissing him sweetly.

''Mushy,'' Reg mumbled, his breath fanning over Finn's lips.

''Romantic,'' he corrected.

''Love you,'' Reg brushed his nose against Finn's, smiling up at him. 

''Love you,'' he whispered back, the two sharing a few more gentle smooches before he pulled away, letting Reg go and get some clothes on, following him back into his room. 

When Lo stepped out the shower a moment or two later, Leo wrapped him in a towel, effectively pinning his arms to his sides, scattering kisses over his face. ''Baby,'' Lo got out between laughs, trying to move away from the tickling sensation. Obligingly, Leo pulled away and smiled down at Lo's lightly giggling figure. 

''I fucking love your smile,'' he mumbled, almost as if it was to himself - it was a low, endearing whisper. It made Lo blush and simultaneously smile wider, hiding his face in Leo's chest when Leo's face softened further. ''C'mon, go get ready, love. Sooner we leave, sooner we can get back and cuddle.''

''You feeling a lazy day in?''

''Mhm, just wanna snuggle and sleep, snuggle some more.''

Logan brought a hand up to lightly brush over the darkness underneath Leo's eyes. ''You look tired, 'm love.''

''Gee thanks,'' Leo scrunched his nose down at Lo with a soft smile. When Lo looked back at him with a raised brow and a concerned glean in his eye, Leo went to reassure him. ''Restless night, couldn't fall asleep.''

''Why didn't you wake us? You know we would've helped.''

Shaking his head lightly, Leo leaned down to press his lips to the furrow  between Lo's brows, unconsciously making him relax the tenseness there. ''I was already snuggled up close and still couldn't fall asleep - it happens sometimes, love. Sometimes you just can't sleep. At least my training with Bliz will tire me out, that way I can just have an early night.'' With Leo's insistence that he was perfectly fine, Lo relented and nodded in agreement, pouting his lips for a kiss that was gladly returned. They smiled into each other's mouths when Reg's voice came echoing from the other room. 

''Loves?''

''Yeah?'' Lo answered on behalf of both of them as they walked through the doorway, looping the towel around his waist now.

''Would it be weird if I wore one of Peanut's jerseys to practice?''

Leo answered eagerly. ''Yes! I mean no. I- It's not weird,'' Leo specified, laughing lightly as Reg's confused face formed into a smile at his apt response. 

''Talker will probably chirp Knutty about it but nah, the boys' partners usually wear their jerseys if they're at the rink anyways. We're no different,'' Lo replied, brushing a kiss to Reg's cheek as he moved past him to grab some clothes out of one of the other rooms. 

Reg grinned, tugging it on happily with his joggers. When he turned to try to tame his damp hair, he winced at the mess it had become and made a futile attempt to flatten it. 

''Do you want a snapback, sweetheart?'' Finn laughed, pitying Reg's losing battle. 

''Please,'' he groaned. He slipped it on backwards, peeks of black curl slipping out from the sides and the front; definitely looked more put together now. Lo sprang into the room a few moments later, hopping in a valiant attempt to pull on his socks on the go. Surprisingly, he managed to slip it on before he headbutted anything and stood with a proud, goofy smile. He glanced at Leo for a moment, more pointedly at the soft upward quirk of his lips. Logan looked away with a light flush and turned more towards the other, slightly inquisitive at the exchange, pair. 

''Ready to go?'' They all agreed and grabbed their, thankfully, pre-packed duffles and headed out. Reg and Finn got in his car, Leo and Logan taking the cubs'. 

 

''I called it! Oh I totally fucking called it! Someone's gotta owe me money, I'm sure I made a bet with someone about this shit!''

The four walked into the locker room with nothing short of baffled looks at Talker's outburst; the rest of the boys in the room seemingly as confused as they were. 

''Talker, what are you yelling about?'' Sirius turned to ask, nodding in greeting at the boys. 

''I'm yelling about Leo bloody Knut being a possessive motherfucker.'' He looked dead-on at Leo when he said it, laughing triumphantly when Leo just smiled and slung his duffle into his stall. ''Gentle giant my ass, pistachio!'' Still laughing and grinning, Talker continued getting his skates on, clearly very proud of himself. 

Other than that, there was no direct comment on it. There was an almost universal soft smile when everyone individually spotted Leo's name on his back - Kuny mumbling a soft ''милый'' to himself. 

Practice passed by surprisingly quickly, everyone's moods bright and happy, ready for the last session for a while. Kasey and Leo did the general drills with the rest of the team, saving their 'goalie-specific' training for when it was just the two of them. As always whenever they were about to go on break, Coach set some of the more fun, competitive drills, getting his own skates on and joining in for the last short while. 

When he finally yelled that the session was done, he left the ice, immediately going to grab a shower before the rest of the boys - his excuse was that his old muscles needed hot water, not warmish; besides, he had to get back out to the ice to oversee the goalie training ASAP anyways. The boys gradually all headed towards the boards, jostling and rough-housing together on their way. Kasey and Leo chugged down some Gatorade at the boards and Leo said bye to the boys while Kase set up whatever he and coach had planned for the session. 

Reg and Lo gave Leo their own soft kisses before heading to the lockers, wanting to get dressed and get to Amelia's as soon as they could. Finn silently pressed a few slow kisses to Leo's lips for a while, surprising Leo slightly with the deepness of them.

''Shoot me a text when you finish up and I'll start heading back here to shower, 'kay?''

Leo nodded, humming as he stole one last kiss from Finn's lips. 

''Have a good run, darlin', stay safe.''

''Will do. Oi, Bliz! Don't work my man too hard or I'll dob you in with Lex 'n' Nat,'' he warned lightheatedly. 

''Copy that, baby Red. Don't worry, I'm saving my energy for when I get home.'' 

Finn made a face, knowing that Alex was heading over to Gryffindor that evening, staying with Nat and Bliz until the four of them flew to NY for Christmas in a few days. Nat's family was on vacation for the holidays, Kase's on a cruise so they were coming to the O'Hara's for Christmas that year...god help New York. ''Gross, Bliz, gross.'' The man simply laughed as he called Leo over to get started. ''Have a good one, my love.'' 

When Finn came into the lockers, he was surprised to see Logan and Reg already out the shower and getting dressed. ''In a hurry are we?''

''Oui, actually, we've got shopping to do,'' Reg answered back with a smile. 

With a laugh at their hastiness, Finn shucked out his gear, leaving his underarmour on, deciding just to run in that and some running shorts rather than shower and then go through a shit ton of clothes for no reason.

''Chuck us your bag, baby, we'll take your gear in the car,'' Lo said to Finn, now fully dressed and ready to go, just waiting for Reg to put his shoes on. 

''Thank you, darlings. Have fun shopping, we'll need a show-and-tell of everything you buy when we get home.'' Lo and Reg were actually very proud that they didn't show their amusement of how right he was, simply agreeing happily as Lo slung Finn's bag over his shoulder.

''Regie, you good to stay at the boys' tonight?'' Loops looked at Reg with a look that was clearly supposed to be very casual but actually looked like he was practically begging Reg to say yes.

''Ooooo, Captain's getting some,'' Halla hollered, coming through from the showers. 

''What's this?'' Sirius questioned, coming in right behind Olli, a towel slung around his hips. Remus appreciated the sight while he answered.

''Just checking Regie's good to stay with the Cubs.''

''Tell me that you're both old and boring and want me out the house so you can go to sleep at 8pm and I'll stay wherever you want me to,'' Reg said, looking slightly nauseated. 

''We're old and boring-'' the two of them began before breaking out laughing. Sirius came up in front of Loops, placing his hands on his waist and leaning down to kiss him in soft smooches that were only just about stopped from becoming full, deep kisses. 

Remus pulled away slightly, letting Sirius straighten up, still holding his waist as he looked up at him with a smirk. ''I can promise we will definitely be in bed by eight,'' he mumbled. Unfortunately for Reg, it was still audible. 

''That's our cue to head out,'' Reg announced, heading to say bye to Finn as everyone laughed.

''Don't worry, lovebirds, he was ours for the night anyway,'' Lo answered with a suggestive smirk.

''Goddamn, everyone's getting some,'' Talker exclaimed, bumping shoulders with Halla as he passed. 

''And you complain about us,'' Sirius said to Reg, chuckling, accepting the hug and pat to the back his brother came over to give him. 

When Lo and Reg were in front of where Finn was tying up his running shoes in his stall, they moved to kiss him but were stopped by his questioning look.

''What are you two planning? You've been acting odd all day,'' he smiled up at them with an excited glint in his eyes; his tone hushed and gravelly. 

''Nothing for you to worry about,'' Reg answered in the same quiet voice.

''Just wait and see,'' Lo continued, also almost whispering. 

Finn bit his lip, raising his eyebrows in an 'is-that-so?' look, humming with interest. He lightly dragged his knuckles up the sides of one of their thighs each where they stood in front of him. '''M suddenly less inclined to go for my run, sounds like I need to save my energy, yeah?''

''No need, we'll be doing most of the work, baby,'' Logan mumbled, ''just gotta sit there and look pretty.'' He brushed a teasing, feather-light kiss to his lips before returning his voice to a normal volume. ''Have a good run, sweetheart, text us when you're leaving the cafe.'' Sauntering off towards the car park, Reg and Finn watched him go with matching looks of desire until he disappeared from sight. 

''Remember,'' Reg said with a faux-serious look, pressing a finger into Finn's chest, leaning into his hold, ''it's a surprise, so no telling Knutty or there'll be consequences, sir.''

''Oh yeah?'' Finn stood, looping his arms around the small of Reg's back to keep him pressed completely up against his front, Reg's hands coming to lay on Finn's chest, fingers moving along it gently. He leaned down to close the gap between their lips. For the sake of everyone else in the room, their tongues remained more or less in their own mouths, not to say the kiss was tame by any means. Subtly, Finn's hands slid down to lightly squeeze Reg's ass, immediately moving them back up to his waist when Reg made a noise into his mouth. Finn pulled away from the kiss and looked down at him, trying not to laugh. ''Sorry, sorry, forgot.'' He looked at Reg for a moment longer and snorted, unable to contain it when Reg's own lips quirked up at the corners. He tucked his head into Reg's neck for a moment as he laughed softly, pecking a light trail up the side of his neck to kiss him once more. 

''Alright, I've gotta go, have a good run, baby. Remember-'' Reg said as he walked away from him backwards.

''No telling, I know, I know.'' Finn held his hands up in surrender, smiling softly to himself when Reg blew him a kiss and disappeared around the corner. 

 

 

Lo was grinning at him from the driver's seat when Reg appeared in the car park, quickly finishing sending a text on his phone before starting the car.

''Just let Amelia know we're headed over.'' 

''How far is it from here?''

''Only about twenty minutes, tops.'' They drove there chatting about what they wanted to get maybe, planning how they were going to get the boys exactly where they wanted them and was generally just Lo telling Reg how things usually worked so he was more calm about the whole thing. 

Reg looked around confused when Lo parked the car, making him laugh. 

''Told you it was a fancy place.'' They were in one of the richer neighbourhoods, all big houses and rows and rows of expensive stores. Reg followed suit when Lo got out the car, grabbing his hand and walking over to a, frankly gorgeous, store. The windows were full of androgynous mannequins dressed in various pieces of fabric; high-quality lace, satin and velvet. In all actuality, it seemed to just be a lingerie store that catered to anyone, not just female-presenting people, not the full-blown sex shop Lo had implied. 

''Wow.'' 

Logan chuckled, ''wait till you see the inside.''

They walked through the front door, ignoring the 'closed' on it's dark green blinds. 

Reg's eyes widened dramatically as he scanned the large area; he near enough gasped when he saw the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The place was decked out in a sea of deep greens and golds, the mannequins inside were the same gleaming gold metal that the ones in the window were. The lights were dim without making the room dark, a soft, white light emanating from fixtures hanging from the ceiling. He would've thought Lo was crazy for thinking it was a store if it wasn't for the spread out racks of garments and tall, unscratched glass display cases at the back of the room holding a variety of items whose silhouettes were... questionable even from his distance. 

''Pretty, huh?'' Lo laughed, watching Reg lovingly as he spun in a circle, eyes jumping from one extravagance to the other.

''Pretty? Lo...it's like a fucking palace.''

''All Amelia's work, she designed the whole place herself.''

''She's a fucking genius.''

''Oh, I like you already,'' came a light, dancing laugh from one corner of the room near what Reg assumed were the changing rooms by the thick, green velvet curtains he spotted through the ornate golden archway. She headed over to them swiftly, the light click of her heels echoing in the quiet space. 

Lo laughed at her comment and headed over to meet her halfway, tugging Reg with a gentle hand when he forgot to walk. Amelia was short even with her heels, long, dyed-red hair flowing from a green claw clip. She had slacks and a blouse that were such a dark green that it would've looked black in any other light, her shoes and jewellery gold. 

''Hey, Logan,'' she gave Lo a tight hug then turned to face Reg. ''Regulus, finally! It's so nice to meet you.'' She moved the few steps over to him and wrapped him in a matching hug that Reg reciprocated with a nervous but glad laugh. ''Logan told me so much about you on the phone, he wouldn't shut up about you but, looking at you now, I'm not surprised.'' 

Reg smiled bashfully but his relief overshadowed his slight blush; she was nice, well, more than nice, she was lovely. This whole thing was suddenly a hell of a lot less scary and a hell of a lot more exciting now. ''Thanks so much for doing this. This place is amazing, really and Lo's been singing your praises, too,'' he said, remembering his manners.

''Yes, merci beaucoup, although, it really wasn't necessary to close the whole place for us-''

''No. You lot are basically putting me through law school, I can close for a few hours.'' Her tone held no room for arguments but still sounded friendly and sweet.

''You're in law school?'' Reg couldn't help but ask.

''Yep, store owner by day, law student by night. It's a wonderful existence,'' she chuckled at Reg's look of amazement. ''But, today's about you guys. From what you told me, Logan, Finn and Leo aren't supposed to know about this so I'll keep it off your tab. But, you were less than specific about what you're in here for, do we wanna throw around some ideas or have you two been conjuring things up on the way over here?''

Reg listened to them intently, letting Lo talk considering he knew more about what she had and what the best things to buy are.

''We're kind of doing a re-run of Halloween considering we didn't celebrate it together this year so-''

''Costumes!'' The two of them laughed at her excited jump, her brain clearly running with ideas, her eyes bright and scheming. ''Follow me, we shall look and see where inspiration strikes.''

She led them over to one of the far sections of the store, rolling an empty railing along with her on her way, towards a wall where some of the outfits were hung on the wall to give a full view. There were seemingly tens of racks with every kind of outfit you could picture but the space somehow managed to be airy and not clustered. When Reg properly looked at the costumes, he tried desperately to will down the blush. Some of them were classic, high-quality costumes - the more he looked, the more he saw some of the scandalous outfits that were clearly for 'bedroom use'.

''Okay, so, I've got tonnes more in the back, we just rotate which ones we have on display based on stock. If any of these catch your eye or are kind of along the lines of what you've been thinking about I can use that to pick out a few more or grab whatever ideas you might come up with on the way, that sound good?''

''Sounds great,'' Lo agreed, beginning to flick through the rack nearest to him. Amelia then turned to Reg to check with him too - Reg really liked her.

''Yeah, 100%.''

''Amazing, I'll give you both a few minutes to have a look through everything while I sort some stuff out back then we can figure it out from there. Anything you like, just hang on here,'' she gestured to the empty railing.

They both thanked her and she smiled brightly as she turned and headed out a door tucked into the corner by the payment counter.

''Not gonna lie, kinda crushing on her a bit but I might just wanna be her, I don't know,'' Reg admitted in a low voice.

Logan cackled at that, the bright sound echoing throughout the room. ''Yeah, she's the best. Right, any of these look good to you, love?'' He headed over to a rack near him and ran his hands over the pieces hung there.

''Oh, wow, these are soft.'' 

''High-quality comfort here, baby.'' 

Reg looked through them one-by-one, a blush building on his cheeks and a fire building low in his stomach as he looked over them, imagined wearing them, imagined Lo wearing them. Making a soft sound, he paused and unhooked the hanger of an all-white outfit, holding it up in front of him to look. ''Oh, it's an angel one.'' Lo came over to look at it as well. ''Very fitting, don't you think?'' With a soft laugh, Lo agreed with him. 

''What does it come with?'' 

Carefully, Reg slid the white, lacy babydoll-style overlay to the side, his breath catching in his throat at the soft, feathers of the little angel wings that came with it. They had an attachment that looked similar to a large safety pin to attach it to the babydoll, one on each wing so it would sit even but also give them room to move slightly so it wasn't stiff and immobile. There was also a similar feathery piece hooked onto the hanger - it was a small fluffy halo stitched onto a fabric clip so there was no clunky headband. 

''You like this one, honey?'' 

Reg didn't answer straight away, taking a moment to let out the breath he wasn't totally aware he was holding. 

''Do you?'' he shot the question back. 

''Yeah, it's beautiful.''

''Me too, you'll look so pretty.'' 

''We can go over to the underwear a bit later and find some white panties to match, maybe some knee-highs too? Accessorise a bit?''

''Yeah,'' Reg breathed, breathless once again from the image.

''We could get two of them - both be angels. Or get you a little red devil costume? You look very nice in red. A little white bunny maybe? A kitten? Keep with the nickname theme and make you a princess? Nice flowy skirt with a corset; show off your figure a little?''

''Lolo,'' Reg whined, leaning back into where Lo had moved behind him, hands coming to rest on his waist.

''Colour, princess?''

''Fucking green.'' Lo chuckled lightly at Reg's 'duh' tone.

''What're you thinking?''

''I think we're gonna need to try these on and pick from there 'cause...yes too everything.'' 

''We can do that, honey.'' 

They shuffled through the racks for another few minutes, picking out a pale blue flowing skirt with a matching underbust corset and a little off-white bunny costume - layered white layered skirt with a lacy camisole and huge clip-on fluffy ears that sat folded in half, tips pointing down.

''Hey, hey, so, what've you picked out?'' Amelia came almost prancing over seeing that there were a few hung on their railing, excited to not only see what they'd chosen and what potential ideas they might have but also happy that they found something that they liked and wanted to try. ''May I?'' she gestured to their choices.

''Shoot, you're the expert, we need help picking,'' Reg grinned at her.

''Lovely choices. Oh yeah this one is pretty,'' she mumbled as she looked them over. ''One of you gets called 'angel' right? I remember someone saying it.''

''Angel's me,'' Lo raised a hand proudly.

''Checks out,'' she laughed. ''Alright, was there anything else you may have wanted to wear?''

''We were thinking, maybe devil, to match the angel. Little, white kitten or something?''

''I'm sure I've got something similar. You two can go and try these on while I go see what I can fish out.''

She jogged happily back to the stockroom while the two laughed and headed over to the changing rooms with their hangers. Each individual changing room had one large green curtain along the front then another, less heavy curtain cutting it in half. There was a long green sofa on one side of the curtain, a floor-to-ceiling mirror and hooks on the other. 

At Reg's puzzled look, Lo explained. ''It's more than likely that whoever's trying things out will bring someone or someones with them, the curtain to split it off is for privacy while your changing. We just always used it to make a little show out of it. Do you want me to wait on the other side while you get changed?''

''Non,'' Reg wrapped his arms around Lo's neck after hanging the clothes on the hooks, ''want you to help me. Wanna help you.''

''We can arrange that I'm sure. Gimme a kiss, love.'' Reg complied quickly, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before deepening it, slipping his tongue to tangle with Lo's as Logan dragged the main thick curtain shut. ''C'mon then, baby, I wanna see you in that little blue one first.'' Reg smiled into his mouth and led him over to the mirrored part, slipping the second curtain closed just in case. Grabbing the top of Lo's shirt, he slipped it up and over his head, leaning in to place a kiss to the bare skin of his shoulder while toeing off his shoes, holding Lo's hips to stop him from stumbling as he did the same. He slid his hands down Lo's back until he reached the waistband of his sweats, then moving to slip his hands underneath those, shimmying them down his hips so he could step out of them. Mirroring his actions, Logan knelt in front of Reg, which definitely did not make him freak out, and hooked the top of his fingers over the band of his joggers, dragging them slowly down his hips. He gripped each ankle in a gentle loop of his fingers, lifting it and slipping the fabric cuff off his foot, letting him lift it to step out of the leg of the trousers. Doing the same with the other foot, he pressed a kiss to the front of his thigh before rising with a smile at Reg's poorly contained lust for him. ''We can't fuck in Amelia's store,'' he mumbled against his lips.

''We cannot fuck in Amelia's store,'' Reg echoed with a heavy sigh, swallowing audibly as he looked up to the ceiling and took a few deep breaths. With a gentle hand, Lo swiped Reg's snapback off his head, tossing it with the pile of their other clothes. ''So, the blue one and the angel one first?''

 

 

''How the fuck do you know how to lace a corset?'' Reg asked incredulously, making eye contact with Lo in the mirror as he stood behind him, fingers working deftly at the ties at his back.

''You do know how many sisters I have, right?'' he laughed back, eyes flicking over Reg's shoulder to glance at him with amused eyes. "Lots of halloween costumes. Noelle went through a pirate phase for like five years." 

''Ah, makes sense.'' When Lo tied a small bow at the base of it, he ran his fingers delicately up and down his sides, his figure enhanced by the cinching on the corset. ''Whatcha doin' there, baby?''

''Checking the fit, can't buy something that doesn't fit.'' 

''Uh-huh.'' Reg pressed a kiss to his cheek and then moved to grab the skirt, unzipping the small quarter zipper at the back of it, bending to slid his feet through the waist before shimmying it up his hips. ''Zip me up, please?'' Lo stepped forwards obligingly, holding part of the fabric in one hand and slowly dragging the invisible zip up until it met the waist of the skirt snugly. Reg reached down to shuck the fabric of his boxers up his legs until they sat a few inches above the hem. ''How do I look?'' 

Logan was silent for a few moments, his reply eventually coming in the form of wrapping his arms around his waist and twirling him in a quick circle, making him let out a yell and a laugh. ''Logan!'' 

''You look fucking amazing, sweetheart. Prettiest little thing I've ever seen.'' 

''Alright, alright. C'mon, I wanna dress you up now,'' Logan laughed in reply and held his arms up so Reg could slip the lace over him. It fell to his mid-thigh, the straps resting softly on his shoulders, the delicacy off-setting the corded muscle there. ''Jesus, Lolo.''

''You like?''

''Like? Babe? Love, fucking love.''

Picking up the wings, Logan straightened his posture so the back of the babydoll fell straight. From this, Reg clipped the wings on one at a time framing the space made between his shoulder blades. He then rose on his tiptoes and slid the halo into place, the clip completely hidden in his curls. Logan then did the same as Reg and shimmied the legs of his boxers up - the navy blue still visible through the lace but less obvious now. ''Our angel,'' Reg hummed with a kiss to the back of his neck. 

Amelia's voice came slightly muffled through the main curtain.

''I've managed to find a devil one that should be around your sizes and I've got a light grey kitten, hope you weren't too attached to the white,'' she chuckled. ''It's hung just on the other side of the curtain, I'll be in the stockroom if you need anything, huns.'' 

''Thank you!'' They yelled back. 

''M'kay, do you wanna try the bunny one then go get them?'' Lo asked Reg.

''Sure, who's the bunny, me or you?''

''Definitely you with your little nose scrunches.''

Reg turned to face him properly instead of looking at him through the mirror.

''My what now?''

''When you wear your glasses.'' At Reg's continued blank stare, Lo specified. ''Instead of pushing them up, you just scrunch up your nose. Did you not know that?''

''Non, I never clocked.'' Reg tried not to flush at the thought that Lo noticed and remembered something so small about him - he failed miserably. Lo just smiled and pressed a kiss to his neck as he reached behind him to undo the laces of the corset, eyes still trained on Reg's face. ''Such a show off,'' Reg teased. 

'''S it turning you on?'' Lo smirked.

''You being able to undo a corset without looking or you being a cocky shit?''

''Both.''

''Then yes. To both. Very much so.'' Logan threw his head back and laughed loudly, making Reg smile brightly up at him as he slipped the corset down, hands then moving to do the same to his skirt. Reg then bent to carefully pick up and hang both pieces before unhooking the lace camisole and skirt from the bunny outfit. Quickly slipping the cami over his head, Lo helped him step into the skirt before tiptoeing to be able to look down over Reg's head. Moving the clips over the top of his head, he looked in the mirror to debate the positioning of the ears. Finally clipping them on, Lo grinned when Reg tilted his head side-to-side to test the weight of them.

''You're so fucking cute.'' 

''You like 'em?'' Reg asked with a smile.

''Yeah, never realised before but you're very...bunny.''

''I'll take that as a compliment, bunnies are adorable.'' 

''It is a compliment, lovely.'' 

Logan helped Reg out the costume and then they walked to the curtain and reached a curious hand out to grab the hangers.

''Oh this is sexy.'' Reg picked up the devil costume immediately, loving the deepness of the reds. 

''We're buying it. You're gonna ruin us in that, baby. Fuck, put it on.''

There was a deep red corset that would run from the middle of his ribs all the way down to the tops of his hips, much longer than the other corset. There was a lace panel down the centre with gothic patterns decorating it. It also came with blood red stockings that made Reg's pale skin appear even paler, the blemishes of hickies and bruises standing out even harsher against it. Clips ran down from the bottom of the corset, doubling as a garter belt of sorts, hooking onto the tops of the stockings, which were a little tighter than the rest of it, digging into the muscle slightly. Logan dressed him entirely in silence, carefully sliding anything he picked up from his hands and doing it himself. However, before Lo clipped them, he saw a little lace bag hanging from the hanger as well. Knowing what they were, he unhooked the bag but let Reg open it, wordlessly letting him choose whether or not he wanted to wear them. 

Silently, Reg passed him back the bag which Lo then moved to put back of the hanger until Reg slid out his boxers and looked at him through the mirror. Letting out a shaky breath, Lo's hands trembled slightly as he spread the top of the drawstring bag open and reached inside to bring out a delicate pair of panties in a matching deep red, slight mesh ruffles along the waistband and around the edge of the legs, black lace patterning the fabric. Lo knelt in front of him once again, helping him step one foot then the other in. He pulled them up his legs so fucking slowly, grazing his fingers over the stockings and his bare thighs as he did. When the fabric finally came to settle on his hips, Lo carefully slid his fingers out, letting the elastic fit gently to his skin. Pressing a soft kiss to his navel, Lo knelt there for another few minutes, forehead resting against Reg's lower abdomen, hands ghosting down his legs. 

''P-peux-tu accrocher les clips s'il vous plaît?''

''Bien sur mon cher.'' Lo delicately hooked each clip and then rose, moving to stand behind Reg now, looking over his shoulder at him in the mirror. ''You're wearing this tonight. And on my birthday.'' Reg would've laughed if he wasn't so turned on, Lo seemed the same, speaking with full-seriousness.

''Only if you wear the angel one. Can you get something similar to put under yours?''

''Yeah, we'll see what she's got. Shit, your horns.'' He grabbed them and clipped them in a similar place to where he'd put the bunny ears - they weren't traditional drugstore ones, with one simple curve and that's it. They curved out from his hair then in towards each other then out again, he loved them, they were just plain cool, a red so deep it was practically black. ''I say we scrap the kitten one?''

''Yeah, let's get dressed.'' They both audibly swallowed and laughed softly at how rattled they'd both gotten. Lo helped Reg out the costume and hung it all back properly, grabbing the costumes they were buying in one hand, the ones they weren't in the other once they were ready.

''Amelia?'' 

''Just finishing this, two secs!''

While they waited, they meandered over to the entire wall of underwear and started picking out ones that'd match - Reg's eyes immediately catching a white lace pair of panties with a soft half-skirt of feathers falling from the waistband that would fall halfway down his ass.

''100%'' Lo said as soon as Reg grabbed them, adding them to his left hand (the 'get' pile). They looked at and grabbed a few other pairs; you never know when they'd wanna get under each other's and the boy's skin. Amelia came out with a bright smile at them, asking them how the choices faired. ''I adore you for grabbing that. I will never stop thanking you, I swear to god,'' Lo said, holding out the devil costume. 

''You're very welcome. Is there anything else I can get for you?'' 

Lo outlined their inquiry about pieces similar to Reg's red corset and Amelia sprung at the chance, instantly telling him she had loads of choices.

''Is it okay if I have a bit of a look around while you's have a look?'' 

''Of course, browse away, Regulus.''

"You trust me to grab some extra pieces I think you'll look good in?" Logan asked with a challenging smirk. 

"Do your worst, Tremblay," he countered, pecking his lips quickly. 

They headed off into another far corner of the shop as Reg began his walk to the glass containers he hadn't been able to properly look at until now. It was safe to say that these cases definitely shoved the store over the line between being just a lingerie store to being a full sex shop. Anything you'd ever think of was displayed in them: every size plug you could think of then a few sizes bigger than that; some had jewels at the end, tails, there was one example with an initial etched into a shining silver base. Then came the pretty 'standard toys' although some were more, for lack of a better word, 'fancy' than any Reg had ever seen with the cock sleeves and the like; even with the extensive array of dildos that both made Reg flush and have to adjust his sweats and some that made him outwardly wince. Of course, the complimentary stuff in any sex store: collars; leashes; mannequin heads displaying blindfolds and gags, some with small dildos attached (and some with larger ones attached that just made no physical sense to Reg as to how one would even be able to do that). 

However, it's safe to say that his interest was well and truly piqued when it came to the impact toys - canes; paddles; rulers or something hinting to being similar; long sticks that looked like the crops he'd used to use during his riding lessons; different sizes and materials of what he now knew were floggers - he never knew there were so many different ways invented to hit someone. He moved swiftly on before his mind could go a little too crazy with that thought and he came next to a case full of vibrators: Hitatchis; little bullet vibes; all sizes of dildos that apparently vibrated; vibrating plugs and prostate vibrators which absolutely blew his mind; vibes with all different curves and attachments; there was everything. The final case in the shop sent him, for lack of a more accurate word - fucking reeling.

This was apparently the restraints case (stocked amply with demonstrative pictures of the ways that this may be used). There was a note at the edge of every photo emphasising that the store was given express permission by the subject in the photo to display them for educational purposes which Reg smiled at for a second before once again being wholly distracted. Now, Reg would be the first to admit that he wasn't a sailor by any means - his family owned boats, they were on them a lot but people did the whole sailing part for them, they just sat there and tried to look like they were having a good time. However, it still came as an immense surprise at just how many different types of rope existed - although he'd bet his hockey career that the vast, vast majority of the ones in front of him would not be for use in sailing scenarios. His gaze then drifted to the other levels of the glass shelves. There were the more generic restraints: fuzzy handcuffs in all different colours; normal handcuffs; leather loops that were displayed to be able to fit around a person's ankles or wrists; restraints that had chains lopping out of them that then had other loops attached (Reg figured to attach a person to something else) and loops with steel bars between them - definitely a question for one of the boys whenever or if he ever built himself up to be able to say it. 

With a dark flush, he made to meander his way over to where Lo and Amelia were waiting for him by the tills in case he picked anything else up. On route, he spotted a rack of thin silky satin robes and quickly swept up a white and a red, grinning at Lo when he turned around to look at him and holding up the hangers with a raised brow. 

''Good spot, honey. Oh they're soft.''

''Alrighty is there anything else that you wanna look at or ask about?'' Amelia asked with a bright smile, looking between the both of them. When they both shook their heads, she began ringing everything up, packing it into a few discreet, strong-handled green bags. The next time she turned to them, she asked whose card was going to be used. Reg immediately slid his over to her, already having gotten it from his wallet before Lo could even start fumbling with his.

''Babe. No,'' Lo instantly said, reaching for it to slide it back to him. Reg bopped him out the way with his hip, standing between him and the till, smiling at Amelia thankfully when she picked up his card and billed it even as Lo spluttered from behind him. Turning to face him, he put his hands on his hips and looked at him with a soft but stubborn gaze.

''Baby, I've literally got money just sitting there. Sirius almost had a heart attack the last time I tried to convince him to let me pay any form of rent, even Re shut me down and he's usually the one to side with me when Sirius is being loony about money. You guys don't let me help out with the food bill or anything even though I eat three meals and snacks whenever I'm at yours. You have bills to pay, I don't. Let me at least pay for this, honey. Please?''

After some obvious internal debating, Lo conceded, leaning in to place a gentle kiss to his cheek as Reg turned to face the counter again. ''But, just for the record, we don't let you pay for food because you don't live there, and it should be a given that you eat proper meals during the day,'' Lo rushed out, needing to settle that point before Reg could stop him. When Reg had first tried, Leo had jokingly stolen his card out his hand and swiped his own so he didn't have chance to pay. Leo had then asked Finn and Logan their thoughts on letting him pay for things like that and they'd all agreed they didn't think it was fair when it was food that'd fill their fridge and cupboards even when he was staying at his own place. Besides, it wasn't exactly like it was straining their finances buying a few things in larger portions than they usually would to accommodate one more person. Overall, they could easily manage it and they liked taking care of him, that wasn't just a Leo thing.

Before Reg could rebut back, Amelia passed him his card back, sliding the bags over, an endearing smile adorning her face at their slight bickering as she walked around the side of the counter.

''Amelia, once again, you're an angel. Thank you for all of this,'' Lo smiled brightly at her, wrapping her in a tight hug. Reg did the same, grateful for all her help and making it more comfortable than he thought it'd be even with Lo there. 

''You know this place is always open for you four, as long as you lot promise me one thing.'' 

''What's that?'' Lo laughed.

''Leave some pretty boys for the rest of the world, yeah?'' she chuckled, nodding her head at Reg with a soft smile at the bashful laugh he let out. 

''The world can have the rest of 'em, we're sorted.'' 

With one last hug and kiss on the cheek, the boys were jogging across the road, slinging the bags in the back of the car and heading home. Leo hadn't text yet to say his training was over so they still had a good amount of time considering him and Finn were going out after that. 

''Okay, final word on the topic, I promise,'' Reg began. ''I literally stay at yours from one morning to the next at least twice a week, not counting all the days I'm in and out. I would like to help... but, if you all feel that strongly about me not, I won't. However,'' he continued when Lo looked pleased that he agreed. ''I do want to help with other things. Like, but not limited to, accessories needed for pre-planned sexy evenings.'' He smiled when Lo laughed at that despite himself. 

''D'accord. Merci d'avoir payé, mon cher.'' 

''Merci de m'avoir amené ici.''

Lo's heart clenched with the oh so soft smile Reg sent over at him, making him lean across the console and place an equally soft kiss to his lips. 

''Je t'aime,'' Reg whispered against his lips, pressing another kiss to the corner of his lips before beginning to reverse out the parking space. Lo wrapped his fingers over top of Reg's where it was holding the gear stick, squeezing his hand back in his own silent reply that remained there the whole way home.

Chapter 10: Firsts; Costumes and Protectiveness

Summary:

Guess who's not a virgin anymore!!!!

The chapter I hope you've been excited for!!!

Not to toot my own horn but I love this chapter.

CW: Slight angst which is quickly remedied (it's nothing to do with consent)

*just general cuteness and mushiness throughout* be warned

Heavy smut: duh - the spit kink tag kinda dabbles in this one, not majorly but it's there.

FinnLeo date at the start and just AHHH - so fucking cute.

~ 19,500

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Turning the knob, Finn let out a small grateful sigh when the hot water from the shower rained down on his overworked muscles. He allowed himself a few moments of standing facing the spray before beginning to actually scrub the sweat off his skin. Zoning out while he fell into the familiar rhythm, Finn only took note of his surroundings once again when he heard a soft but clear whistle echo off the tiles from behind him.

''I really hope that's you, Knutty, otherwise, Kase, you've got the wrong O'Hara.'' A wide grin split his face when Leo's bright laugh filled the room, this time from much closer. He hummed softly when two strong arms wrapped around his waist and a wet head of hair tucked itself in the crook of his neck. ''Oh my god, you're so fucking sweaty,'' he said, laughing when Leo took that as a sign to nuzzle his head in further and wipe his soaked hair along the side of his neck.

''Thought you liked getting sweaty with me,'' Leo murmured into his ear.

With a soft chuckle, Finn turned into his grip and rested his hands on the bones of Leo's hips. ''I absolutely do. The sopping wet mop of hair on my neck isn't usually part of that activity though.''

Leo hummed noncommittally - ''Always fun to switch things up,'' he mumbled, seemingly bypassing a proper retort in favour of leaning down to place a gentle kiss to Finn's lips. As he did, Finn spun them in a slow circle until Leo's head was under the spray, making him smile as his face was suddenly half-covered in a swathe of dripping blond locks. Bringing his hands from around Finn's waist momentarily, he pushed his hair back from his forehead and smiled down at Finn who was brushing a stray piece of hair to the side. ''I missed you. Practice was long,'' Leo pouted slightly.

''I missed you too. But just think, we're done with practice until the new year now. Days at home then days with the family, can just relax and eat some good food,'' Finn soothed, stroking a thumb over the bridge of his cheekbone - ''you 'tired tired' or just usual 'post-practice tired'?''

''Usual. Didn't sleep great, just in the mood to go home and not see anyone but yous for the rest of my life,'' he laughed softly through his nose.

''We can organise that.'' Finn smiled up at him. ''You still up for coffee or do you just wanna go straight home?''

''Oh, definitely feeling a muffin from that little cafe place on the corner. Besides, we haven't been on a date in ages, I'm excited for it.''

Finn smiled up at Leo even though his eyes were closed as he remained stood under the water, leaning his face heavily into the hand cupping his cheek. ''You're so...smushy.''

One eye opened slightly at that, a sharp hint of blue peeking out between his lashes. ''I am a six foot three professional athlete, thank you very much. I am not smushy.''

''Whatever you say, cutie.'' Finn chuckled and kissed away the pout that appeared on his face. They washed each other slowly with gentle touches, sharing soft kisses every now and again. After a short while, they were finished but neither were in the mood to step out from the warmth and start doing things yet so they stayed there. Finn stood with his chin tucked over Leo's shoulder, arms around his ribs as Leo pressed his nose into the curls at the top of his head, hugging him back around his shoulders. Eventually, it was Kasey that brought them out of their comfortable silence.

''Alright, lovebirds, I'm out. Have a good night, lads.''

They both shouted back their goodbyes, the echo of the showers making their voices carry. After assuring them that he'd pass on the message of their 'hi's to Alex when he got home, he left and it was just the two of them in the player's part of the rink.

With a small sigh, Leo flicked off the shower and pressed soft kisses to Finn's hair before they both grabbed their towels and headed back to the changing room. They dressed in a peaceful quiet, bumping and nudging the other when they were balancing to tug on sweats and socks with gentle laughs and smiles being tossed back and forth.

Jumping in the car, Finn shot a quick text to the boys to say they were headed to the coffee place and that they'd let them know when they were heading home. Almost to the cafe, Finn lightly tapped his fingers against the steering wheel along to the rhythm of the blues song softly playing through the speakers that he absolutely only knew because of Leo. He froze dramatically and slowly turned his head to face Leo in the passenger seat next to him, eyes wide and cautious. His facade broke when Leo laughed loudly, not moving his head from where it was lying back against the headrest tilted towards him. ''So dramatic, Fishy.''

''Me? Dramatic? Never. What you staring at me for, hm?''

''Pretty,'' Leo mumbled. ''So fuckin' pretty.''

Instead of responding with a flirt like he would usually, Finn smiled back bashfully, leaning over the console to kiss him deeply, nose nudging against his. When he saw the light turn green out the corner of his eye, he sat back in his seat and placed his palm on the top of the wheel to make the tight turn into the cafe car park.

''You look hot when you drive too.''

With a bright grin, Finn shot him a quick glance as he reached around the back of Leo's headrest to reverse into a parking space. ''Ulterior motives, I knew it,'' he spared a quick wink in his direction as he parked, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek before slipping out the car and running to open Leo's door for him.

''Pretty, hot and a gentleman,'' Leo mused. ''My god I've really bagged myself a Prince Charming.''

''Only just noticed that?'' Finn answered, leaning with an arm against the door as Leo got out. ''Your muffin awaits, my love.''

''Why thank you, mon chéri.''




''Good afternoon, what can I get for you today?'' the cashier smiled brightly at Leo, Finn had gone to grab a two-person table in the corner while Leo ordered.

''Hi, can I get a double-shot espresso, a white latte and two muffins, one blueberry, one chocolate, please?''

''Two coffees this late in the day? You're a brave man,'' the cashier smiled over the till at him, looking at him through his lashes as he tapped in his order.

Leo laughed while he slipped his card from his wallet to pay. ''One's for my boyfriend. I'll probably end up stealing part of that second muffin though.''

The cashier laughed back brightly, handing Leo his receipt with a brush of fingers and telling him to go sit and that he'd bring his order over once the coffees were made. Slightly surprised by the offer, he thanked him and headed over to Finn.

''The cashier said he'd bring it over,'' he explained when Finn looked confused at the lack of muffins and coffee.

Finn's brows raised but he said nothing, just intertwining Leo's fingers with his on the table, brushing a kiss to the back of his hand. They chatted back and forth for a few minutes before the cashier appeared at the side of the table, sliding a small, black tray onto it with a grin at Leo. ''Here you go. If there's any problems, just come and find me, I'll be happy to help you.'' With another glance at Leo and a small smile at Finn, the cashier headed back towards the tills.

''Subtle,'' Finn mumbled, sipping his espresso.

''I tried to slip in the fact we were together but, uh, that hasn't seemed to...do anything.''

With a poorly-muffled laugh at his shyness, Finn leaned over the table and kissed him deeply once more, sucking his bottom lip gently into his mouth, grazing his teeth across it lightly.

''To be fair to him, if you walked into the place I worked at, I'd hit on you too.''

''Even if you knew I was already with someone?''

''Considering I know you're poly...I'd give it my best shot," Finn said with a flirty wink.

''Shut up,'' Leo mumbled, popping a chunk of blueberry muffin into his mouth when he'd swallowed the previous bite. He was filled with a sudden rush of love for the freckled, doe-eyed boy sat in front of him as he watched him roughly split his chocolate muffin into two halves, grabbing one and placing it in the half-empty wrapper in front of Leo. They were prone to coffee dates, Leo and Finn, and they had a routine. Leo would get his white latte, Finn his espresso and they'd get a muffin each. Finn never wanted a full one so half of it went to Leo and Finn would finish the bottom, strong part of Leo's coffee.

In one clean movement, Leo slipped his foot to Finn's side of the table, gently stroking his calf up Finn's crossed leg, smiling at him over the top of his mug like he was totally lost as to why Finn suddenly looked up at him.

''Alright, Fishy?''

''You're a menace, you know that right?''

Leo laughed brightly, sipping his coffee once more. ''Regie would absolutely agree with you there, honey.''

''He was dead-on with that observation, that's for sure. Don't worry, we love you anyway.''

With a scoff that doubled as a laugh, Leo stuck his tongue out at him slightly, making the other man match his laugh. ''Thank god, I was worried,'' he deadpanned, giggling when Finn choked on a piece of muffin slightly at the blunt sarcasm that was usually more likely to come from the sassy Canadians in their relationship. ''You know what that just reminded me of,'' he said, continuing when Finn tilted his head with a questioning hum while he calmed his coughing with a few large sips of his espresso. ''Remember when us three were on that date at the Italian place near Halla's and there was that couple that decided to bring their toddler-'' he broke off with a laugh when Finn began wheezing, knowing where he was going with it. ''And he didn't like the taste of that weird ass tomato purée thing and he just spat it all over-'' Leo wiped his eyes as he laughed harder, barely getting the next few words out between wheezes. ''It went everywhere, those poor people next to them were just fucking covered in it.'' He leaned back in his chair, laughing hysterically at Finn's silently crying-laughing in front of him, hands over his face.

''I've never seen tomato get so much air-time,'' Finn choked out, making Leo snort and burst into another round of laughs.

(They had, subsequently, gotten kicked out before they could get dessert when they failed to muffle their laughs and stumbled out the restaurant still howling with laughter at how smug the kid looked.)

Gradually, Finn and Leo managed to control themselves - not before a few runs of calming down then looking at each other and cracking up again.

''I think that was one of the best dates we ever went on, personally,'' Finn said factually, punctuating his point with a confident sip of his coffee.

''Oh yeah? Because of the projectile cuisine or the extended run of couch sex after?''

Finn appeared to think for a moment before tutting with a small sigh. ''Jury's still out.'' He smiled at the light laugh that bubbled from Leo as he chewed his muffin.

''We need to go on another date soon, we haven't had a date night in ages,'' Leo mused. ''Wait,'' he paused, thinking, ''have we had a date night with Regie yet?''

Also thinking now, Finn cocked his head. ''I want to say yeah but, you know... I don't think we have. We'll have a date night before we all fly out. Do something fun, have a nice dinner, game night maybe?''

''Oh game night,'' Leo's eyes lit up. ''I love game night,'' he whispered almost dreamily, eyes shining still.

''I know you do, Peanut,'' Finn laughed softly, looking endearingly at Leo's excitement before he leaned across the table slightly, wordlessly puckering his lips at him. With a soft smile, Leo met him, dancing a few light pecks along his lips before kissing him soundly.

They continued chatting about anything and nothing as they slowly made their way through their coffees until Leo mutely slid his cup across to Finn, about an inch of dark coffee at the bottom of it. Finn necked it back without a second thought, smiling when Leo grimaced at him. ''Ready to go home?''

''Mhm,'' Leo nodded softly before speaking. '''M gonna get some muffins to take back, what flavour do you think Regie'd like?''

''With his sweet tooth?-''

''Triple Chocolate.''

''-Triple Chocolate.''

They both laughed before rising. Leo moved to head back towards the tills but a pat on his hip from Finn had him pausing.

''You go get in the car, I'll grab them,'' he said, pressing the keys into Leo's hand. With a 'seriously?' look, Leo shook his head fondly as Finn didn't waver, instead pressing a kiss to his cheek with a smile and heading out to the car.

Finn stepped up to the counter and smiled pleasantly at the cashier - who seemed to have lost most of his bravado, apparently only just seeing the sheer size of him now that he was standing.

''Hi, what can I get you?''

''Hey, could I get a four-muffin takeaway box please?''

The cashier selected the option on his tablet before moving to grab a box, ready to grab the chosen flavours.

''One triple chocolate, one blueberry and-'' he looked at the selection, clicking his tongue as he tried to choose what he and Lo would want. ''Two red velvet, please,'' he said after a moment. After a few seconds, the cashier popped the lid into place and slid it over to him as Finn scanned his card. ''Thank you.''

''No problem, enjoy your evening.

''I absolutely will, have a good night, mate.'' There was a slight harshness to his voice even with his politeness as Finn recalled how the guy had ogled at Leo like he wasn't sat right there. He wasn't an overly jealous person, he really wasn't; it was the blatant disrespect and the fact he was fully aware and still decided not to change his behaviour that royally got under Finn's skin. The flirting didn't bother him - well, it didn't bother him a lot, he was only human. He shouldered the door open, box held carefully in his hand as he got into the driver's seat and passed it to Leo. Noting the questioning look Leo sent him, he started the engine then looked over at him. ''I was polite, don't worry.''

''He looked terrified of you,'' Leo laughed slightly.

''I mean-'' Finn tilted his upper body towards Leo with a gesture at his general self with a cocky half-smirk.

''Okay, fair point,'' Leo laughed brightly now. With an answering smile, Finn turned back to the wheel and began pulling out of his parking space. When they'd pulled out the car park, Finn's hand came to wrap over top of Leo's thigh, thumb drawing small circles into the skin there as he squeezed the muscle a few times when Leo lay his hand on top of Finn's; his thumb running across his knuckles. "It doesn't usually irritate you this much," was the only thing Leo said after scanning Finn's face and seeing the tense set of his shoulders.

"I'm not irritated," he mumbled as he leaned to peer around a corner before turning.

"Uh-huh. Clearly."

With a quick glance over at him and another squeeze to his thigh, Finn sighed. "I just don't get how you can just stand there and- and do that, you know. Like, how fucking disrespectful can you get? And with you, you'd made it clear you were with someone but he still kept going with the fucking little glances and 'oh I'll help you this, I'll help you that'. Yeah, you've established that, well done, you're good at your job, fuck off. The fucking gall and blatant disrespect is what pisses me off." He blew another harsh rush of air out his nose when they hit a red and he realised he'd been ranting."Okay, maybe it irritated me a little."

Leo chuckled softly and leaned over to grip his chin between a thumb and forefinger and kissed him deeply. "Try not to let it get under your skin, baby, yeah?" Finn nodded and puckered his lips to brush them against Leo's in another peck. "I love you."

"Love you too, gorgeous." He pulled off again when the traffic light flickered. "Oh, can you text the boys and let them know we're on our way?''

''Sure,'' Leo typed out a quick message to their group chat and only then noticed the smile on Finn's face. ''What?''

''Nothing, just excited to see 'em.''

Leo hummed back, accepting his reply but scanning his eyes across his face once again. Meanwhile, Finn felt the tense muscles in his shoulders relax somewhat as he imagined what would be waiting for them when they got home.





As Finn pulled up to the house, he honked the horn twice to let them know they were there before they headed in. They went directly into the kitchen, Leo slipping the box into the fridge - no one wants mushy muffins. Just as he was about to yell to see where they were, he turned to see Finn heading towards the counter that held three dark green bags.

''I- Did they go to Amelia's?'' Leo asked, quickly walking over to where Finn was looking into them.

''Well, they did say they were going shopping.'' Leo came over to peek into them, finding himself pouting when they were all empty. As they both headed towards the stairs, Leo suddenly stopped, reaching out a hand to tug Finn to him with an accusatory look.

''You don't look nearly as surprised as you should,'' he said simply, the question hidden in the statement.

''I...guessed they might be planning something but I was sworn to secrecy that something was going on,'' Finn smiled brightly up at Leo.

''So you don't know what the 'surprise' is?''

Finn shook his head, biting his lip. ''I would love to go and find out though,'' he said, grabbing Leo's hands in his and beginning to walk backwards to the stairs, pulling Leo along with him. Matching his smile, he and Leo quickly jogged up the stairs, peering into Finn's room first and stopping dead in the hallway.

Leaning back against the headboard, legs stretched out towards the door, Reg lay back against Logan's chest between his legs. One of Lo's palms was working rhythmically between Reg's legs over the front of his red robe, legs flexing obscenely in his matching stockings at the sensation. His other hand was wrapped around the front of Reg's throat as they kissed loudly and messily, his index finger reaching up to rest against his jaw, keeping his head tilted back and up in his direction. Lo's feet were planted against the bed on either side of him, white mesh stark against his tanned skin, his robe falling to rest around his hip due to the way he was sat.

''Fuck me,'' Leo breathed, his voice still breaking on the words despite how quiet they were. The sound when they pulled away to look over at the door made Finn's cock twitch in his joggers.

''Salut, mes amours,'' Reg said to them, his voice lilting and soft, contributing massively to the pair's quickly thickening hard-ons. His hands brought their attention to Logan's legs as he grazed his knuckles up and down the outside of his calves.

''Are you going to stand there the whole time or come and get a better look?'' Lo drawled, hooking his chin over Reg's shoulders, the both of them gazing at the two stood at the door.

Finn moved first, walking up to the side of the bed, eyes roving unblinkingly across every inch of them he could see. His breath visibly hitched in his chest when Logan's leg came up to gently rest his foot against Finn's torso, effectively stopping him from getting closer. Eyes trailing up the now extended expanse of Logan's leg and thigh, a single, white feather was just visible to him from behind Reg's back. Mind racing with the fact that maybe they're wearing something under the robes, Finn breathed a stuttering breath before moving his gaze up to Logan's eyes.

''Can I touch you? Please?'' His eyes shone when Lo smiled lovingly up at him.

His excitement didn't last very long.

''Non.''

Hand freezing where it had begun reaching up to loop around Lo's ankle, his face dropped as the words sunk in.

''No?''

''No.'' It was Reg this time.

''Wh- huh?'' Bewildered and desperate, Finn looked quickly between the two.

''I'm guessing there's a reason that there's two armchairs in here now.'' Leo had come over, standing just to the side of Finn, slightly behind, eyes scanning the display on the bed even as he spoke.

''You can sit over there while we play for a bit,'' Lo said offhandedly. Finn, somehow, dragged his eyes away from them and turned to look at the, now two, armchairs in the corner facing the bed.

''Over there?'' Finn asked, looking downright heartbroken but ridiculously turned on at the same time.

''Mhm. You touch when we say you can,'' Reg said in a firm but still honeyed tone.

''Okay,'' Finn breathed.

''One question before that,'' Leo said, trying desperately to appear as though he wasn't fucking leaking. ''Are those robes covering something by any chance?''

''Do as you're told and you'll find out,'' Reg smirked up at him, leaning further back into Lo's hold as his hands began once more trailing across his thighs. Not breaking eye contact with him, Leo raised his eyebrows at him, huffing a quiet laugh.

"Do as I'm told, huh?"

Holding his eye contact as a challenge, Reg just nodded innocently with a soft 'mhm', bottom lip caught between his teeth. With the way he'd shifted back into Logan, the very top of his robe had slipped ever so slightly off his shoulders, revealing the sharp lines of his collarbones.

When Leo broke contact as his eyes shifted to trail along the exposed skin, he took a step or two forward so he was next to Finn. Just as he had been, he was stopped when Reg stretched out a leg, coming to rest against his lower torso. The clips at the bottom of Reg's corset weren't attached to maintain the illusion that there was nothing under there so a stretch of his pale thigh was also revealed that had been hidden by the bottom of the robe. Leo's eyes darkened when his foot came to rest solidly against his stomach and brought his hand to stroke the back of his knuckles over the top of Reg's foot, sliding up the side of it slowly. He moved the entire way up his calf, his long reach meaning he could easily reach the soft skin of Reg's thigh even with his leg remaining locked, keeping the rest of Leo's body in place. Reg's breath caught despite himself when his fingers moved over the hem of the mesh to meet his bare skin.

With the palm of his hand cupping Reg's thigh, Leo hushed Finn soothingly when he commented.

''He's touching. I wanna touch too.'' His voice was desperate, almost whining as he followed the path of Leo's hand with his eyes but still not reaching to touch Lo.

Bringing his hand away slightly, it was quickly brought back down in a light smack against his thigh, Reg gasping, just as turned on as the pair facing them.

''Go and sit or you get no more,'' Reg said with a firm voice, eyes staring back at Leo in challenge. Complying, Leo leaned down, a hand cupping the back of Reg's calf, and pressed a kiss to the front of his ankle before letting him go. Without another word, he walked over to one of the chairs and sat, leaning heavily into the back, legs splayed wide.

''Come sit down, love.''

Finn complied, heading over to the other chair, shucking off the heavy hoodie as he did, sweat already beginning to collect at his temples. Wrapping a hand around the arm of his chair, Leo tugged, shuffling him closer so there was no space between the two. Their attention was drawn to the bed when Reg groaned, seeing Lo nibbling along the shell of his ear as he brushed his fingers delicately over the bulge in his robe. After Logan had whispered something in his ear, Reg suddenly rose to his knees, turning to face Lo now, hungry grins spreading across their faces as they looked at each other. Patting his lap, Logan looked at him expectantly, gaze falling to his legs when he shuffled forward on his knees, thighs showing through the split in the fabric. With one knee resting solidly next to Logan's one hip, Reg made a show of swinging the other over his lap, hands coming to rest against his shoulders.

However, he stayed pushed up onto his knees when Lo's hand came to run up and down his back, his lips kissing up the fold in the robe until he reached the slight show of skin on his chest. As he made his way up, Reg slowly sank to sit in his lap, head falling back to give him full access to wherever he wanted. The hand closest to Leo and Finn came up to cup the back of his head, pressing him closer into him.

It was only when Finn made a soft noise of protest at not being able to see that he moved it back to his shoulder.

''You know,'' Reg mused, quite proud of himself for being able to keep his voice steady even as Lo continued attacking his neck, ''we were originally going to blindfold you both but decided against it.'' He tried not to laugh when he saw Finn and Leo both pale slightly at the thought. When Lo pulled his mouth away from his neck, Reg tilted his head down to look at him, one hand cupping each side of his neck.

''Blindfolding a voyeur would've just been too cruel,'' Lo said faux-sympathetically.

They both turned to face them when they heard Finn's voice.

''Fuck,'' his head was dropped back against the chair, eyes closed. Leo's hand had disappeared beneath his sweats, moving in a slow, patterned motion against him.

''If you don't want to watch, I'm sure the boys will gladly go back to that original plan, baby.''

Finn's eyes flew open immediately. ''No, wanna watch, I just- shit,'' he mumbled when Leo's hand twisted around his tip.

''You wanna touch,'' Leo filled in, tutting sympathetically, tightening his grip ever so slightly. ''I know, love, but waiting always makes it so much better, yeah?''

''Y-yeah but- oh god- they're so pretty,'' he whispered brokenly, eyes trained intently on the kissing pair; both of them having turned back to each other after seeing that he was alright.

''Je sais, mon cher. Can't even imagine what they look like in what's underneath.'' Finn's eyes widened like he totally forgot it was even a possibility. ''As long as we behave, we'll get to see it. Gotta just be patient, darlin'. Then we can touch all we want - show our pretty boys how much we appreciate our surprise.''

Still not taking his eyes off them, Finn nodded intently, breath heaving when Reg began slowly making his way down Lo's body. Staying sat up against the headboard, Lo splayed his legs open when Reg shuffled to lay between them, making sure his own ass stayed covered so as not to spoil anything. Pressing biting kisses to the sensitive skin of his inner thighs once he'd scooted the hem of the babydoll to rest level with his hips, Reg wrapped an arm underneath and over the top of each thigh to hold them open when they unconsciously tried to close due to the sensation. Nosing at his cock and balls through the thin fabric of the panties, he lapped along them, dampening the fabric before blowing cool air across it, making Lo squirm and moan.

Hooking a finger under the waistband over either hip, he shimmied them down enough so that the head of his cock was revealed but without letting the boys see, his arms covering the fabric. Looking at him up the incline of his torso, Reg placed a slow, gentle kiss to the tip of his weeping cock, a wet streak already formed across his lower abdomen.

''Y' always look so pretty between my legs, princess.''

Reg smiled proudly, dragging one long kitten lick across his slit, Logan's back arching with it as his hands tangled in his hair. He scattered some more open-mouthed kisses to whatever part of his cock had slipped out from under his waistband until Lo was rocking his hips up into the feeling. Before he could make a specific request, Reg slipped his lips around his tip, hollowing his cheeks and swirling his tongue. As his back arched, his head tilted back against the headboard, mouth falling open, moans and whines falling from them. His legs, bent at the knee, moved to hook around Reg's back, his heels resting along the small of his back.

Shimmying Lo's panties down further so it hooked underneath his balls, Reg slipped the tip back into his mouth and patted Lo's hips, looking up at him encouragingly.

''I- You want me to-?''

Nodding as best he could with his mouth full, Logan apparently didn't need much more encouragement than that and began rocking his hips up and into his mouth. Hands still gripping either side of Reg's head to keep him steady, his hips stuttered when he entered the ring of his throat, going still when Reg gagged. With a questioning look down at him, his eyes rolled back when Reg just pushed further forwards and swallowed around him as his eyes watered.

''Shit. Shit, okay.''

He continued the incessant roll of his hips and was whining and panting in no time, legs and hands shaking as he buried himself deep into Reg's throat with trembling, jerky motions.

'''M gonna come. You gonna swallow it for me?''

Logan took Reg's hum as a 'yes' before he came down his throat with loud, drawn-out moans, his whole body shaking as he did. Reg pulled off with a pop that made Lo's legs jerk around him. Bringing his hands up, Lo pushed his hair out his face, his head thudding back against the headboard as he panted, legs and arms still trembling. With a distinctly proud laugh, Reg leaned down to the floor and grabbed one of the water bottles they'd set there in advance, uncapping it and passing it to him with a kiss to his thigh.

''You think you can stand so we can give our patient boys a reward?'' He heard Leo and Finn get excited at the mere mention, making both he and Lo smile. Standing and fixing his ruffled robe, he helped Lo stand on shaky legs. Logan hummed at their dishevelled appearances - Finn had come streaked up his torso and chest, Leo panting, obviously just having come, Finn swiping a hand across his mouth showing why Leo wasn't also covered like he was. Leo had shucked off his shirt at some point and shuffled his sweats so the waistband came to rest on his thighs.

''Looking sexy, my loves,'' Lo said with a smirk and a playful wink.

''What was this about a reward?'' Finn asked, leg jumping up and down quickly.

''Okay, small extra surprise. We actually kind of did this for a reason. We were talking about Halloween the other day and realised that the four of us never celebrated it together. So, we thought we'd, you know, play a little dress-up,'' Logan explained while Reg sneaked something out the top drawer of the bedside table and behind his back. Lo had his wings on underneath the robe, staying hidden because they could lie flat against his back.

''Lingerie costumes,'' Finn mumbled, staring at the robes like he could see through them.

''What'd you dress up as?'' Leo's voice was low and strained.

''Well, the last little challenge we have is for you to guess. If you guess them, we take off the robes, if not, we make each other come and you get another chance for every orgasm,'' Reg smiled.

''My, my. Look at our little masterminds, baby,'' Leo drawled, accent lilting on the edges of his words.

''Very pretty little masterminds,'' Finn added, eyes trailing up their stocking-clad legs as he did.

''We have two little accessories to help you guess because we're as sweet as we are pretty.'' Lo crouched slightly to give Reg chance to clip his white, feathered halo into his curls, grabbing the two horns from him and doing the same. They turned to face them at the same time, leaning into each other and grinning wildly at their dropped jaws and hungry eyes.

''Have a little pair of wings under that robe, angel?'' Leo grinned, eyes glinting when Lo turned around. He dropped the back of the robe off his shoulder just low enough so the tops of the wings peeked out, white and lined with feathers.

''Oh my god, I'm gonna fucking die,'' Finn mumbled, scrubbing his hands up and down his face and huffing a deep breath.

He sat forward from where he'd slumped back against the soft cushions on the armchair when Reg came to stand in front of him, raking a hand through his curls.

''Now we can't have that, can we? Lolo, let's go get changed.'' When he went to step back, Finn's palms wrapped around the backs of his thighs, squeezing the strong muscle there.

''I want something to come off but it's not whatever you've got under there.'' Using his grip, he pulled Reg until he was forced to take another step and close the gap between them. He brushed the tip of his nose against the satin of his robe, his lips following the movement as he looked up at him through his lashes. ''Angel and devil,'' he mumbled, giving the answer plainly so there was no confusion. ''I think that means that these,'' he gave the hem a soft tug, ''come off.'' He looked over at Logan who was muttering to Leo under his breath, stood just out of his reach and looking very smug at Leo's shuffling. ''That goes for you too.''

Smiling down at him, Reg pressed a kiss to Finn's forehead before stepping out of his grasp, accepting Lo's outstretched hand. When their fingers were tangled together, Reg squeaked out a laugh as Lo tugged him so he stumbled into him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

''You ready?'' he mumbled into his lips, pressing soft, sucking kisses to his lips.

''Mhm. 'M excited,'' Reg grinned, accepting the toe-curling kisses from him as he trailed his hands slowly towards the satin belt holding Logan's robe together. He tugged one tail gently before splitting the two halves of it down the middle. Grazing his fingers up his body to his shoulders, he rubbed his hands up and over the top of them, sliding them off of them and letting it slip down itself. Removing his hands from Reg's waist, Lo straightened them while still kissing him, flexing his arms so that it dropped completely to the floor.

Amelia and Logan had chosen an all-white (obviously) full rib to waist corset - ribbons criss-crossed down one centre panel, strips of see-through white lace framing either side of that which matched the lace along Reg's corset and panties. The corset itself was barely visible from underneath the babydoll meaning the boys would get yet another surprise later - lucky them. Pulling away from his kiss, Reg whispered against his lips. ''Give 'em a twirl.'' He stepped back and let them look at him, smiling as Logan gave them a slow, seductive twirl.

''Jesus Christ,'' Leo mumbled, leaning his elbows on his knees and rubbing a hand down his face as he stared at him.

Logan tutted with a cheeky smile.

''Close but not quite. Now, I can't remember the last time you both came home and I didn't give you a kiss as soon as I saw you so...'' He padded over to Leo, perching himself sideways on his lap, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and resting the other on his chest as Leo instantly cupped his cheek and pulled him in for a needy kiss. When Lo eventually rose out his lap, he hushed Leo's unhappy grumble and spun out of his reach when he moved to grab him again. ''Now, now, don't be selfish. Harzy needs his kisses too. Don't you, pretty boy?''

Finn nodded, jaw still slack, eyes still trained all over Logan's general person. ''I'm not strong enough to handle this.'' Standing between Finn's spread legs, he cupped his face gently in his palms, beginning to brush kisses from his forehead, down the bridge of his nose to his lips. That seemed to spur him into action, his hands coming to tightly grip his hips and hold him closely to him, kissing him back with fervour. After several kisses, Lo pulled away, chuckling lightly against his lips.

''You seem to be handling it pretty well to me.''

Finn simply looked up at him like he wasn't sure he was real, instead pressing a gentle kiss to his abdomen through the layers of lace.

"You wanna see Regie?"

"Yes, please," Finn whispered into his stomach.

With a final kiss to his curls, Lo walked over to Reg wrapping an arm around his waist and coming behind him, tucking him close to his chest. Teasingly running his hands over the dip of his hips, he tried not to laugh at the way Leo and Finn's eyes constantly flicked from the belt to him, imploring him to get on with it. Relenting, Logan tugged a tail in the slow way that Reg had, parting the two halves and sliding it carefully down his arms.

Logan brought his attention up to Reg when he went solid beneath his hands, flicking his eyes to Leo in confusion when Finn stood and instantly began apologising.

"No no no, baby. I wasn't laughing at you." He was in front of Reg in a flash, hands cupping his cheeks as Reg slowly relaxed in his grip at the reassurance. "God no. That wasn't a funny laugh that was a 'can't believe my fucking luck that I landed such amazing, beautiful, could kill me in lingerie boyfriends' kind of laugh," Finn rushed out, laughing slightly as he said it as Reg began smiling - mostly in relief than anything else. "Like a 'nervous speaking to your crush' kind of laugh, I promise I was not making fun of you. How could I? Have you seen you today because fucking christ." He breathed deeply, letting it out in a rush of air. "You look absolutely fucking amazing, yeah?" he said to summarise, relieved when Reg agreed that he did, in fact, look amazing. "Wow, being that horny while panicking was a weird experience." He pressed chaste pecks across his lips, his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, everywhere he could reach until Reg was laughing and squirming away from the tickling feeling.

"I believe you, baby."

"Good," he kissed him soundly, "that's good 'cause... wow. To both of you just...fucking wow." Leo came up behind Finn, placing a soothing kiss to his neck and pulled him into his chest, creating a few centimetres of space between him and Reg and Logan.

"Let's step back for a minute. I just wanna look at them for a moment." Leo scanned Reg's body fully, head to toe. "Absolutely gorgeous, princess. Red's a good colour on you," he mused, smiling when Reg realised he was pointedly looking at the slight blush that had made it's way over his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose at the unabashed appreciation for his outfit.

Reg and Lo stood next to each other, arms wrapped around the other's waist or stroking along their shoulder blades as they were admired. After a few seconds of silence, Reg spoke.

"You know, I thought by now they'd be sick of looking at us."

"Never gonna happen."

"Never gonna happen."

They chorused, eyes on Lo and Reg's faces, loving smiles stretched across their own as Leo stood behind Finn, chin hooked over his shoulder.

"But, I understand the sentiment. You both seem to have planned this very thoroughly so, what did you plan for this part?" Leo asked, an excited glean in his eye.

In response, Reg and Lo moved to get on the bed behind them, crawling onto it and gesturing for the pair to join them.

"First though," Lo held up a hand to stop them, "lose the sweats, please."

They did as they were told, stripping to their boxers quickly before climbing on the bed and facing them. Reg had got a wipe and began gently wiping the half-dried cum off Finn's chest, throwing it into the waste bin in the corner.

"Harzy," Reg began, suddenly appearing nervous and fidgety.

"You okay, lovely?" Finn asked softly when he didn't continue from there. He was sat opposite Reg, his legs slightly stretched out in front of him and leaned forward to rub his palm over Reg's knee, his warm hands relaxing him as the heat travelled through his skin. Instead of replying, Reg shuffled to straddle Finn's lap, relaxing in his grip when his arms instantly came to wrap around his waist and stroke along the small of his back. "Don't look so scared, sweetheart. Talk to me. What's up, hm?"

"I wanna ask you something." He nervously looked at the curl he was twiddling around his finger with one hand, his other arm draped over his shoulder.

"Look at me." He waited until Reg complied before he continued. "You can ask me anything, love. Absolutely anything." He reached up and stroked the back of his fingers against his cheek in a feather-light touch, his thumb stroking along the line of his cheekbone. "You know that, yeah?"

"Yeah, I know. Just- just know that it's okay for you to say no, alright? I won't be upset or anything."

Instead of pointing out that there's very little Reg could ask of him that he would say no to, he simply agreed, sensing that was what he needed from him right now.

"I can say no," he repeated.

"I-" Reg took a shaky breath. "If it's what you'd want," he began, seemingly leading himself up to it, "I'd like it if you were my first." He paused. "If you want," he whispered, much softer, nervously searching Finn's eyes for an answer.

"Regie," Finn breathed. "I- you're sure you don't want Leo?"

Reg shook his head - "Non." Then he tensed and quickly snapped his head to look over at where Logan and Leo were snuggled together, watching them, barely inches away. "Not that I don't- I mean, I do! I just wanted-" Leo cut him off by placing a kiss to his lips with a smile and soft, fond shake of his head that pretty much said 'don't be silly'. Thankful that that was cleared up, Reg turned back to Finn, after sending a grateful smile at Leo, who had still not said a word.

"Fish?" he asked, thumb mindlessly smoothing out the crease between his brows as he stared up at him with his big, brown eyes. Really, it was no wonder people nicknamed him Bambi.

"Of course I will," he rushed out, seeming to have been unaware that he hadn't already given an answer. "Yes, god yes, sweetheart. As long as you're sure... I'll give you whatever you want." Reg's grin would've hurt his face if he wasn't so happy. He leaned down to kiss him in a slow, unhurried kiss, Reg's hands cupping his cheeks as he ran his thumbs across the bridges of his cheekbones.

After several, long moments, someone spoke.

"You're gonna look so hot together." Lo's voice washed across both of them at the same time, making them laugh into each other's mouths.

When Finn tucked his head into Reg's neck, still chuckling, Reg wrapped both arms around his neck again, one hand coming to tangle in the back of his hair. He leaned the side of his head to rest on top of Finn's floof of curls, facing Leo and Logan.

"Red's a good colour on me," Reg shrugged with a smile. He felt Finn's laugh tickle his neck, making him grin more as Leo chuckled deeply at the quote. ''But, before we do, our angel still hasn't shown you his whole outfit.''

Logan perked up, sitting up straight on Leo's lap. ''I will have to lose the wings if you wanna see what's under this, just for warning.''

''It'll be a challenge but I'm sure we'll manage without them,'' Leo mumbled, eyes trained intently on the gaps in the lace of the babydoll. He trailed his fingertips along Lo's thighs until they slipped just underneath the hem, his eyes flicking to Lo's in question. In a wordless reply, Logan lifted his arms, shivering as Leo traced the sides of his body with his hands, the fabric bunching as his hands rose higher and higher. As Leo carefully manoeuvred it up and over his halo, Lo slid his arms out the straps smiling when Leo let it slip gently to the floor without taking his eyes off Logan's figure. With shaking hands, Leo's fingers skimmed the accentuated curve of his waist before leaning back on them, taking in the full view of him perched in his lap.

Following a small, questioning tilt of his head, Logan smiled down at him brightly. ''Opinions?''

''Fuck,'' Finn's voice came, an audible swallow quickly following that.

''What he said,'' Leo muttered, seeming to be dazed. He leaned forward, tucking his face into Logan's neck as his hands ghosted along his body: up his legs, around his hips, across his torso and up his back and his shoulders. Logan shivered once more from a combination of the soft touches and the shaky breaths Leo panted against his collarbone. Slowly beginning to rock his hips back and forth against Leo's lap, Logan raked a hand through his hair, his hand stopping to cup the back of his head, leaning down slightly so his lips brushed the curve of Leo's ear.

''Puis-je te monter?''

''Mon dieu, oui.''

''What'd he ask?'' Finn whispered against Reg's neck, making the three of them laugh softly.

''If he could ride him,'' Reg whispered back through a smile when Finn made a soft 'oh' noise in reply.

''Harzy,'' Lo garnered his attention, reaching a hand to close the small gap between them, smiling when Finn instantly grabbed it, tangling their fingers with a small kiss to the back of it. ''How d'you feel about prepping me while Knutty opens up Regie for you?''

''Yes!'' Finn rushed out, then pausing and looking up at Reg to make sure that was alright with that, smiling when Reg was already nodding.

''Good,'' Lo hummed lowly, his voice dropping into that one seductive yet seemingly innocent tone that reverberated through their bones. '''Cause I've been thinking about riding your tongue all day and seeing you kissing up on Regie is really eating at my patience.'' Crawling forward on his hands, he kept his legs framing either side of Leo's hips but leaned so he was close enough to Finn to touch him. Flattening his tongue against Finn's neck, he dragged it from his collarbone to his jaw, placing open-mouthed kisses along his jaw until Finn surged forward and kissed him roughly, one hand coming to hold the back of his neck.

Reg moved to go and shuffle over to Leo but was stopped by Finn's palm pressing against the small of his back to stop him. The hand slid up the path of his spine until he could cup the back of his head, pulling away from Lo and guiding Reg and Logan to meet each other's lips. They smiled for a split second before reaching their tongues to tangle before their lips met, pleased when Finn groaned at the sight. Lo's lips stopped moving to kiss Reg back in favour of them falling open, a breathy moan being gasped into Reg's mouth and Leo's hand came down harshly on his ass. His hands had been massaging the skin as he placed soft kisses to Logan's side until he'd apparently wanted to see how well a spanked ass would go with his angelic outfit.

''You need Harzy's tongue, baby?'' Reg hummed into Lo's mouth.

''Oui,'' Lo whimpered.

''Go and ask him nicely, then,'' he whispered, stealing one last kiss before moving to kneel between Leo's spread legs as he helped Lo slide fully into Finn's lap. Logan's whispers weren't audible to Leo and Reg but they could guess what he'd said judging by Finn's broken groan, instantly lying back against the pillows and tugging Lo to straddle his torso.

''Hey, pretty boy,'' Leo smiled up at him, pulling him until he sat properly between his legs, wrapping Reg's legs around his hips. He cupped Reg's straining cock through his panties gently with an exaggerated, sympathetic hum. ''You're the only one that hasn't come, poor baby.''

''Good thing I know for a fact just how easily you can remedy that while you open me up,'' Reg whispered breathily against his lips. Maintaining unwavering eye contact with him, Reg slipped his thumb under the waistband of Leo's boxers, swiping it over his leaking tip and bringing it back to his lips to suck the pad of it into his mouth with a hum.

''Such a naughty little slut,'' Leo replied without missing a beat.

''What can I say,'' Reg brought his shoulder up in a fluid shrug, ''I'm a little devil.'' While he'd spoken, Reg had slipped his hand down to his own lacy waistband, swiping the same thumb along the head of his own cock and bring it to Leo's lips. When his tongue flicked out, he quickly brought his thumb back, tutting and shaking his head at him disapprovingly. Taking the initiative and sitting still to allow him to do whatever he wished, Leo's eyes became hooded, his already blown pupils swallowing the entirety of the blue save for a small, dark ring when he did. Reg barely brushed Leo's lip with the pad of his thumb, touching it just enough that the wetness could spread across it. He did his bottom lip then his top before leaning in and kissing him. Once again, he first kissed his bottom lip before moving to the top, collecting his own precum, licking his own lips for good measure as he leaned back and dragged his tongue over his thumb to collect the rest.

Leo leaned forward to kiss him in a flash, deep, sucking kisses that made Reg groan into his mouth. He gradually kept leaning forwards, a hand holding Reg close to him was planted between his shoulder blades. He only moved it when Reg was lying flat against the bed between his legs; Leo practically folded in half in a deep stretch that made Reg's back ache just looking at him. Apparently, judging from the full bottle of lube that had appeared near Leo's hip, Logan or Finn had chucked one over to them in preparation.

In just the few minutes that Leo and Reg had been teasing, Lo and Finn had more than gotten started. Logan's legs framed Finn's head, one of his hands gripping the headboard to keep him steady as he ground his hips down onto his tongue, the other tangled and roughly tugging on his curls. Both of Finn's arms were wrapped around Lo's thighs, tightly holding them open while seemingly enjoying squeezing the muscle roughly.

''I'd usually just pull them to the side but I want you to keep your legs spread nice and wide for me, okay?'' He slid Reg's panties down his legs and folded them; that, for some reason, being the thing that made Reg blush as he complied. Leo rose onto his knees, now between Reg's legs, popping the cap of the lube and pouring a generous amount over his fingers. ''I want you to be able to take three without it hurting before Harzy fucks you.'' There was no room for argument, he wasn't asking, he was telling him so he knew what was happening in advance. Although they'd done this before, Reg was nervous and tense, Leo easily being able to tell as he gently pet over his hole with his thumb. ''Relax for me, love, you're alright,'' he murmured in a soft, encouraging voice. When he felt Reg's hole soften under his touch, he slipped his middle finger in slowly, knowing the stretch was still foreign to him. After he'd bottomed out completely, Leo gently crooked his finger, carefully searching with his fingertip.

Reg's legs unconsciously snapped shut around him when he found it, the sudden sensation of something being pressed against his prostate making his body react on instinct. ''Honey, I want you to hold your legs open for me, alright? There you go, nice and wide like they were before. That's it, good boy.'' The steady stream of praise made Reg's walls clench around his finger before loosening once again. He began a steady rhythm, speeding up the motion of his finger until Reg began grinding down on it, his hole fluttering as it gradually relaxed. Adding some more lube, on the next thrust inwards, he slipped the tip of his index finger past the ring of muscle, slowly pushing the two of them in together. Once he was stretched around the entirety of both his fingers, Leo began scissoring his fingers ever so slightly as he pumped them in and out of him. He sped his motions when Reg's whimpers of discomfort turned into soft moans, his hole relaxing around him. "That feel good, baby?"

"Mhm," Reg moaned, shuffling his hips at an angle, seeming to be aiming to try to do something.

Just as he was about to ask, Leo clocked what he was after, instantly curling his fingers and massaging his prostate. Reg's fingers dug viciously into where his hands were holding the backs of his thighs as his back arched off the bed. "Need to come," he whimpered, looking up at Leo with wide eyes, blinking desperately at him.

"Alright, lovely. I'll make you come, I promise. I just need to stretch you a bit more, you'll be too sensitive for it otherwise," Leo soothingly stroked Reg's thigh with his thumb, calming his agitation at having to wait.

When he'd scissored his fingers enough, Leo slid one more lubed finger in alongside his others, pushing in at a slow, gradual pace, shushing Reg when he whimpered at the pressure. All too aware that Reg had never been stretched this much before, he replaced his hand on Reg's thigh and kept a keen eye trained on his face for any sign of the discomfort turning to pain. "Tell me if you want to stop, Regie."

"Non, 'm fine." He panted heavily, eyes trained on the ceiling.

"Try and even out your breathing, honey. I know it's hard but try and relax."

The sense helped clear some of the haze in Reg's mind, making him slow his breathing to a normal pace. When he suddenly laughed, Leo smiled down at him.

"Quoi?"

"Jus' bet Heather never imagined how handy all those breathing techniques would be."

He grinned when Leo laughed at the thought, the softness in his eyes as he did making him feel boneless.

"See, that wasn't so bad, right?" Leo said softly.

It was only then that Reg realised his fingers had bottomed out completely. The discomfort was definitely still there but the pressure had dissipated a lot.

"Do you want me to stay still for a minute? Give you a bit of a breather?"

"Yes please, just a second."

Leo leaned forward and kissed Reg's inner thigh. "Take as long as you need, love. There's no rush."

With a smile, Reg looked up at Leo, releasing his grip on his legs before reaching for him. "Puis-je avoir un baiser, s'il vu plait?"

Rising up onto his knees, Leo propped himself up with a hand next to Reg's head, leaning down to press soft, slow kisses to his lips. After a few minutes of distraction, Leo pulled back slightly so he could look him in the eye, a questioning look on his face. When Reg just nodded, he eased his fingers out of him, glad when he groaned softly as the pleasure of it settled low in his stomach.

"Move, c'mon," he whined, shifting his hips impatiently.

"Sit still, baby," Leo said firmly but keeping his tone soft and light. "Hey," he chastised when Reg's hips kept shuffling, "keep moving and I'll keep this pace. Do as you're told and I'll give you what you want when you've loosened up a bit more. Your choice, darlin'."

"Daddy, please," Reg mumbled, stilling his movements but showing his displeasure about it.

"Don't 'daddy, please' me, princess," Leo replied with a laugh. "You'll get what you want if you're patient not by whining."

"There's a difference between whining and begging, non?"

"Oh yeah? How's that, hm?" While he spoke, Leo gradually increased his finger's pace, still slower than Reg wanted but enough to make him stumble over his words.

"Well, whining is me being needy and impatient. Begging is me stroking your ego, being desperate for you and telling you as much, alongside other things, of course," Reg smirked up at him, cocking his head slightly against the sheets. "Sir likes the whining best. He likes us being needy because he likes giving us what we need, likes making us feel good. Likes us letting him know that we want to come so badly for him that we fuck up into his fist and grind up against him because we just can't wait for him. Daddy prefers begging though, doesn't he? Likes us telling him that we want him to make us come and touch us because he knows how we like it best. As bad as we might want to, we won't grind against you and take what we want, so we beg you for it. We ask because we want you to give it to us, because we want to behave for you more than we want to come. And taking what we want wouldn't be very good behaviour, would it, daddy?"

"No, baby, it wouldn't. I don't think begging, in this scenario, would be very good behaviour either. So: that's a no on the whining, taking what you want and begging. Which really only leaves doing what you are told to do and taking what you're given. Doesn't it, baby boy?" While Leo was talking, Reg had been smirking up at him, proud of himself as his own little speech had Leo palming himself to relieve some of the pressure on his aching cock, still trapped within the confines of his boxers. However, the little tag onto the end of his sentence had Reg's hands flying up to cover his face, turning it to the side in an attempt to hide in the sheets, Leo instantly voicing his disapproval.

"Non, mon ange. Don't be embarrassed, there's no need around us. Don't hide your pretty face from me, love." His hand came up to gently wrap around his wrist, smiling when Reg allowed his hand to be taken from his face. "What was it?" When a confused pair of grey eyes stared up at him, he elaborated with a soft brush of knuckles against the pale skin of Reg's cheek. "What'd I say to make you go all shy?"

''Nickname,'' Reg mumbled, not meeting Leo's eyes but still able to see when a broad smile stretched across his face in response. ''Asshole,'' he said with a scoff and a light shove to Leo's shoulder. His grin turned into a competitive smirk as he crooked his fingers inside of him, Reg's back dipping into a deep arch, writhing against the sheets.

''I'd be a little more polite to the man who's going to make you come, honey.''

''Désolé, désolé,'' Reg rushed out, stopping himself from grinding onto his fingers.

''You're lucky you look so pretty in this little corset. Can't stop myself from wanting to see how much prettier you'll look when you come in it.''

''Charmer,'' Reg deflected the compliments, unsure about how many more he'd be able to take without dying of embarrassment.

''It's not difficult when you're looking at what I am.''

''Shut up,'' he breathed, pulling Leo down with a hand cupping the back of his neck, pressing his lips to his deeply in desperate kisses. Leo replaced his hand where it had been balancing next to Reg's head, speeding up the motions of his other, adding rhythmic curls of his fingers so they directly hit his prostate every time. ''Shit, can I come please? Please,'' Reg panted into Leo's mouth.

''No touching yourself. Only from my fingers.''

''Not gonna be a problem,'' he breathed, legs beginning to tremble where they lay open. ''Fuck, baby.''

''Come for me, honey. C'mon.'' Reg tucked his face into Leo's shoulder, hands scrabbling at him, nails raking craters down the muscle of his back as he arched up close against him. ''There you go, my love.'' He shook through his orgasm, painting Leo's torso with his cum as his hips flexed violently with each streak.

''No more,'' he whispered, pushing away Leo's hand when the overstimulation got too much for him. Leo's hand stopped and slid out gently, hushing Reg when he whimpered at the feeling. Leaning away for a moment, Leo reappeared with one of the water bottles, urging Reg to sit up and drink.

''Bon?''

Reg slumped back down against the bed, raising one shoulder in a shrug. ''It was alright.''

That startled a bright laugh out of Leo. ''Oh really? My back says otherwise, Regie.'' He lay down next to him, back propped up against the wall, pulling Reg to curl against his side as he caught his breath.

''Désolé,'' Reg whispered into the skin of his chest.

''What for?'' Leo never halted his pattern of raking his hand through Reg's hair, his other hand stroking up and down the thigh he'd pulled over his lap.

''Your back.''

''Don't worry about it, darlin'. Although, fair warning, I will blame you when Halla and Talker chirp me for it.''

Reg giggled into his neck, agreeing that, alright, that's kinda fair. He tilted his head up, still lying against his shoulder to face him, Leo turning when he felt his eyes on him. With a smile, he pressed a kiss to his forehead. ''Quoi?'' he whispered, fingers moving from his hair to trail along his cheek.

''Je t'aime.''

A rush of love filled Leo's features, the hand from his thigh coming up to grip Reg's chin gently between a thumb and forefinger, the arm around Reg's shoulders lifting him to meet Leo's soft kiss halfway. They parted with a small, wet sound, another chaste peck being shared before Leo lightly brushed his nose with his. ''I love you.'' Reg smiled bashfully at the gentle touches to his face and snuggled back down, facing Logan and Finn whilst cuddling into Leo. With another kiss to the top of his hair, Leo leaned back properly against the wall, resuming his soft brushes to Reg's skin and following his eyeline.

Logan's hips were still grinding down in the same deep rolls they had been; now much shakier and out of pace than they had been. His moans had dissipated into deep, heaving pants of breath, arms folded on the top of the headboard, head rested on them as he looked down at Finn.

One of Finn's hands had moved from Logan's thigh to slip two fingers into him alongside his tongue, pumping them in and out of him. '''M so close, baby, so fucking close.''

''Touch yourself for me, then. I wanna feel you come around my tongue, love.''

That was all Finn said before his tongue edged its way back inside him, his fingers searching with a new-found vigour.

''Oui!'' Lo's thighs clamped around his head when his fingers brushed against his prostate. ''There, right there.'' With an affirmative hum, Finn worked the spot unrelentingly, appearing to be more determined with every harsh tremor that ran through him. ''Oh god, mon dieu. Chéri, je-'' His hand flew down to grip the hand that was still holding his thigh, leaning away from the headboard and rocking his hips against Finn as he jerked himself, painting the bottom of his corset with cum.

Finn pulled away after a moment, gently stroking Logan's thighs to ground him as he shook. He audibly swallowed a few times before speaking in a worn voice. ''I'll move, just need a sec,'' he panted.

''Take as long as you need, I'm good down here,'' Finn replied with a crooked smile, which, in turn, made Logan smile softly. When he could now breathe without feeling like it was wreaking havoc on his lungs, he lifted himself up onto trembling legs, Finn's hands holding onto his waist steadily, helping him lie back against the sheets.

Flopped back, hands flung above his head, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths, Lo's eyes fluttered closed as his limbs gradually stopped trembling. ''You're really good at that. Just, you know, in case you were wondering.''

''I kind of gathered that,'' Finn laughed, leaning down to press an open-mouthed kiss to the strip of skin below the base of his corset, lapping up some of the cum there. Lo hummed happily at the sensation, squirming ever so slightly at the tingling it brought back in his stomach.

''Cuddle me 'til I can feel my legs again,'' he grumbled in Finn's direction, throwing an arm out. Finn plonked himself down next to Leo against the wall, reaching over and wrapping his arm around Lo's waist and pulling him to lie with him. Logan ended up with his face tucked into Finn's chest, arms around his waist as Finn's hands trailed up and down his back, skimming over the white ribbon that laced the corset together. They lay there cuddled comfortably together while the boys caught their breath, Finn and Leo grounding the both of them with gentle caresses against their skin as they traded kisses back and forth.

When Finn caught Leo's lip between his teeth in a soft bite, making Leo smile before leaning forwards to return the motion, groaning when Finn instead slipped his tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. He pulled back when Leo suddenly gasped and tensed next to him, eyes fluttering shut. With a glance, Finn realised why - Reg had slipped Leo's boxers down just enough to reveal his cock. His boner had flagged slightly in the lull in activity; something Reg was working to remedy as he swallowed him down completely. Finn smiled into Leo's mouth when he felt Lo's fingers slip beneath his waistband, apparently having seen his plan and deciding to follow along.

Humming low in his throat in approval, Finn stroked a hand through Logan's hair and looked down at him. ''Princess really was right about you being born to suck dick, angel.''

Pulling off with a smile and spit-soaked lips, Lo looked up at Finn, green eyes vibrant through his lashes. ''A select few are so lucky.''

''Don't we know it,'' he mumbled back. One hand gripped the base of his cock, the other coming to tangle in Lo's hair, guiding his cock back between his lips, grunting when Lo instantly began bobbing his head, eyes never straying from Finn's. Leo wasn't as composed - Reg was lying on his stomach, head directly in his lap and swallowing around his cock as it was nestled deep within his throat. With a shaking hand, Leo held the back of Reg's head, allowing him enough give that he could pull off whenever he needed to breathe.

''Off, off, off,'' Leo rushed out suddenly, Reg instantly doing as he was told, casting a worried look up to him. This turned into a self-assured smirk when he saw Leo's hand fly down to tightly grip the base of his cock as his tip leaked precum steadily. His head tilted back and hit the wall roughly while he panted, peeking an eye open to look down at Reg and trying to hide a smile at how proud of himself he looked.

''The next time you come will be inside me otherwise you're getting no action from this ass today, mister,'' Lo warned, hand still steadily jerking Finn's cock as he did.

''Copy that,'' Leo smiled, hand no longer staving off his orgasm despite his cock still leaking against his abs. Logan leaned down, flattened his tongue and licked a stripe across the slit of Finn's weeping cock, collecting the precum there. Leaning his hands in the small space between Finn and Leo's bodies, he propped himself up in Leo's direction, mouth open, tongue still flat against his bottom lip. He had to stop himself from smiling when Leo's hand came up to grip beneath his chin, fingers pressing into both sides of his face. Leo leaned down towards him and dragged his tongue along Logan's, groaning at the taste before swallowing. His hand remained holding Lo's face, the reason becoming clear when he spat into his mouth.

Reg was surprised when Logan didn't move, apart from a whimper coming from low in his throat, letting it drip down his still outstretched tongue.

''Avaler,'' Leo ordered him after a moment of watching the movement. His eyes visibly darkened when Logan instantly complied, eyes staring unblinking back at him as he did.

''Fuck me,'' Lo mumbled to him.

''Ask nicely,'' he whispered back, narrowing his eyes playfully; the intensity of his mood instantly changing.

''Please fuck me.''

''Much better.'' Without another word, he patted his lap, waiting to speak until Logan had curled into his other side. ''Your legs alright now or do you want me to rail you into the mattress a bit before you ride me?''

''If my legs are fine do I still get the second option?''

Leo tutted and answered with a jerk of his chin. ''Afraid not.''

''In that case, I can barely move them,'' Logan smiled up at Leo, leaning up to kiss him.

''Oh, well I've got no choice then, have I?'' He leaned to meet his kiss, confused when Logan only pecked him lightly, teasingly before pulling away; only millimetres between their lips.

''Afraid not,'' he whispered, breath fanning over Leo's lips.

''How the fuck do you two do that?'' came Reg's genuinely confused tone.

They both looked down at him, small smiles on their faces.

''Do what?'' Logan asked.

''Tease like that without jumping each other's bones?'' Finn asked with a knowing smile, eyes, however, trained on Logan's ass, hand roving over the skin appreciatively.

When Reg voiced his agreement, the two laughed.

''Sex when we've been teasing hits different than normal sex,'' Leo answered with a smirk.

''Both are fucking mind-blowing though,'' Logan grinned down at him, sliding his hand up the inside of Leo's thigh to cup his crotch. With a shiver, a horny rush ran through him, Reg shuffling from Leo's side after a kiss to his shoulder and heading over to Finn, who looked over at him with a soft smile.

''Hey, pretty boy.''

''That's the second time I've heard that today,'' Regulus laughed, gripping onto Finn's outstretched hand as he helped him climb into his lap.

''Must be true then, huh?''

'''M surrounded by charmers today too apparently.''

''What can I say, you've got good taste in boyfriends.'' With a bright laugh that made Finn grin, Reg leaned down, hands cupping either side of Finn's face and kissed him deeply. The kiss continued even as Finn rose up onto his knees, bringing Reg with him and lying him carefully back against the pillows. Still sharing deep, slow kisses that made both their toes curl, Reg took the opportunity to take his time feeling every part of the man over him that he could reach.

Skimming his hands down the sides of his neck, he trailed them out to his shoulders, fingers gliding in and out of every dip of muscle along there. This continued down the entirety of his biceps, his forearms pressed against the mattress to hold himself over Reg. On his way back up to his shoulders, Reg couldn't help himself and wrapped his hand around as much of Finn's upper arms as he could and squeezed, Finn smiling into his mouth shyly. He then drifted his hands over the balls of his shoulders, ambling down to feel along the curves of muscle that spread down his back to his tapered waist before dipping around to his front. Reg couldn't tell you what about the boys' muscles turned him on - he'd never in his life felt any admiration for muscles on a guy before, they were just part of playing hockey so he never gave them a second glance. But, fucking hell, if they didn't do things to him whenever he looked at their bodies; feeling them was an entirely different story. It made his bones ache to the point he wasn't sure how he'd ever been able to be around them and not be able to have them like this, to have them be able to have him like this. Them touching him and him touching them was no different; both ignited his nerves, firing maddening sensations up and down his legs, his arms, up his spine. They fired through him as he grazed his fingertips up his abdomen, the ridges and caverns here more prominent than on his back, accentuated even more every time he breathed out heavily through his nose. Digging his nails in, he flattened his palms completely against his chest, the skin under his hands solid.

It wasn't until Reg dragged his hands down to Finn's hips and slid them over his ass to pull their hips together that their kisses stopped.

Grinding his hips subtly down into Reg's, Finn softly grazed his thumb along his jaw. ''You can change your mind whenever you want, sweetheart, alright?'' He brought his thumb to rest on his lips when Reg opened his mouth to argue and say he wasn't going to. ''Just listen for a minute. If you ever want me to stop, tell me. If you ever want me to slow down, tell me. If there is anything at all that you aren't comfortable with, just say the word and it'll stop immediately, okay? I'll check-in with you as we go but as soon as something happens that you don't like, just let me know and I'll fix it. Alright, my darling?''

Reg nodded, looking up at Finn with soft eyes. ''I'll tell you. I promise.'' Finn nodded a few times, leaning down to capture his lips in a gentle kiss.

''I know we're both clean but do you want me to wear a condom?''

''Non. I wanna feel you,'' Reg mumbled, almost shy with how much he wanted to have that with Finn. ''Besides, I didn't think yous had condoms, you haven't used them in years, non?''

With a peck to the tip of Reg's nose, Finn replied bashfully. ''We bought some when you first mentioned that you might want to have sex - just in case.'' Reg was overwhelmed with the sudden rush of love he felt for the three of them, filling his chest with fire and making his heart burn.

''I love you so much,'' he whispered, seemingly in disbelief as he shook his head with a wistful smile.

''I love you more,'' Finn whispered back with a crooked smile. They shared small kisses as Reg inched Finn's boxers down his hips. When Finn leaned back and made to speak, Reg silenced him with a deep kiss, pressing the bottle of lube that was near him on the bed into his palm. With a heatless eyeroll at his impatience, Finn shoved his boxers the rest of the way down his legs. He lubed up two fingers and slipped them into Reg's hole, making sure he was still loose enough to take him.

''Fish,'' Reg groaned, ''want you not your fingers.''

''Patience, love.''

''Been patient. Baby, I don't wanna wait anymore. I'm ready, please,'' Reg whispered, staring up at him sincerely.

There was a moment's pause where Finn debated inwardly. ''Okay. Keep your hips still, y' understand?''

''I'll be still.''

After Finn had generously lubed himself up, he gave himself a few long strokes to make sure he was fully hard and leaned back down over Reg, a forearm resting on either side of his head. He swept his hand over Reg's forehead, brushing his curls back so he could place a delicate kiss to it, nudging his nose against Reg's. After Reg's legs came to wrap around his waist, he took a deep breath. With a hand gripping his cock, he pressed his tip against Reg's hole, eyes scanning his face for any sign of uncertainty and continuing when he found none. He pressed in with his hips, the pressure against Reg's rim gradually increasing until he slipped past the tight ring of muscle and into him.

Eyes remaining locked with Reg's, Finn watched as his body registered the intrusion - his lips parted; his jaw went lax; eyes widening as his brows pinched in the centre; a single, heaving pant cascading from his lips. Reg had one hand cupping the back of Finn's neck, the other wrapped around his bicep, nails digging into the skin there. ''Don't hold your breath,'' he whispered softly. Complying instantly, Reg breathed in deeply, letting it out again slowly.

''Keep going,'' he whispered back, Finn having paused when his tip had slipped inside, giving him a minute to adjust more to the foreign feeling than the stretch. He pushed his hips forward again, easing himself in further. He froze when Reg breathed in sharply after a bit more of him slid inside and spoke. ''Ah, wait. Just- stay there for a minute, please.''

'''Course, love. Just breathe, you're okay.'' He paused for a moment. '''S it too much?''

''Non, non. It's just... big,'' Reg huffed a soft laugh out his nose.

''Thanks.'' Finn spared him a cheeky grin, paired with a wink.

''Shut up,'' Reg laughed outwardly now, groaning at the sensation at the same time. He took a few more deep breaths and then continued. ''Okay, you can move.''

Finn carried on his inward shift of his hips, eyes remaining on his face intently. He was so concentrated that he even surprised himself when he felt Reg's hips press against his as he bottomed out inside him. Unable to stop himself, Finn's eyes fluttered, a deep, rumbling groan echoing from his lips at the tight, suctioning grip Reg's walls had around him.

''Finn,'' Reg breathed, eyes now closed, soft moans falling from his lips even without friction.

''I've got you, Regie. You're alright. Shit. 'S it feel okay? Any pain?''

''Non. Pressure's...weird but doesn't hurt. Feel so full but I like it. Can we just stay like this for a minute, please?''

Finn scattered kisses along his hairline, mumbling his answer into the skin there. ''Of course, baby. Just let me know whenever you're ready, no rush.'' Using the hand still cupping the back of his neck, Reg tugged Finn down into a slow kiss, fingers reaching up to tangle in the short curls at the back of his head. When the overwhelming feeling of the stretch began to settle slightly as he adjusted, Reg started to slowly circle his hips, thankful when Finn just kept kissing him, letting him do whatever he wanted. He also couldn't help but feel a little smug at the rising tremor in Finn's hands as his fingers brushed against his face and neck.

''Does it feel good for you?'' he questioned, feigning innocence.

With a soft shake of his head and a knowing look, Finn called him out on it. ''You know that you feel fucking amazing, love.''

'''S nice to hear it said,'' he shrugged back unapologetically, smiling up at him. He dropped his voice to a low whisper once Finn's answering laugh had tapered off. ''You can move.''

''Yeah?''

After Reg's certain nod, Finn settled his forearms solidly underneath him, pressing another gentle kiss to Reg's bottom lip before slowly grinding his hips in circles; still pressed completely into Reg's hole. Feeling like Reg's loud moan was a positive sign, he eased his hips back, sliding out of him halfway before thrusting back in at a normal pace but still keeping the force behind it gentle. He raised his eyebrows down at Reg, only continuing once he'd gotten a breathy 'yes' in reply to his wordless question. Pulling out until just the tip was caught on Reg's rim and driving his hips back in deeply.

Oh. Okay, now Regulus understood the 'why'. Sex was good, really good, actually. Although, he supposed it was, at least in part, so good because he loved Finn and Finn loved him. It had never really appealed to him: even in the heights of puberty, it had just been something that he knew he was expected to do and enjoy eventually. He'd always come up with some excuse in his mind as to why not her or why not now. It had come as a genuine shock to him a few weeks into dating the cubs when 'someday later' became someday much sooner; made him wonder when it changed from something that he wasn't interested in and something that he felt like couldn't not be awkward into something he really, really wanted - craved actually.

Now, he couldn't picture it being awkward; between the loving touches and kisses and the humoured teasing and laughter, it just didn't seem plausible. With Finn's forehead pressed against his, one of his hands tucked beneath his head, the other holding his thigh to keep it hooked around his hip as he ground into him, there was no question about how much he cared about him, nothing could be hidden when they were this close. He could feel it in the slight shake in Finn's muscles around his back and his hips when he fucked into him; the trembling pants of breath that fanned across his own lips; he could feel where Finn's brows pinched in the centre against his skin as pleasure took over his features. In all fairness though, Reg didn't need his body to tell him he loved him, that he wanted him, Finn would tell him in words a million times over if he asked. Once again with the boys, he could just relax, let down his guard and just feel good; no expectations needed to be met, nothing was asked of him.

''Still okay?'' There was a pause. ''Regie? Honey?''

Reg was dragged out of his head when the pleasure stopped, blinking his eyes open despite not realising when they'd closed.

''Huh?''

''Are you okay? Shit, you didn't try and stop me, I didn't realise-''

''Finn-''

''Did you ask to stop and I didn't hear you? I don't think I heard you say anything but- fuck, baby, I-''

''Harzy, I'm absolutely fine.'' Reg smiled up at him, palms cupping his cheeks gently. ''I didn't ask you to stop, I just didn't hear what you said.''

He felt Finn's frantic energy dissipate. ''Oh.'' His skin flared under Reg's hands. ''Sorry. I just- I really don't wanna ruin this for you.''

''You're not, promise, you couldn't,'' he whispered. He slid a hand down his shoulders until he reached the small of Finn's back, flattening his palm there and guiding him to push into him again; he'd stopped inside Reg but had pulled back so he was only half-buried within him. Finn panted out a breath when he bottomed out once again both out of pleasure and seemingly out of relief when Reg groaned too, back arching ever so slightly as his hips unconsciously ground down onto him. ''I want you to go faster,'' he said clearly, decisively, not giving Finn any room to doubt him.

''Wrap your legs around me. I want you close,'' was all he said. When Reg had hooked his ankles together around his waist, his thighs pressed up tightly against his hips, he used the hand still tangled in Reg's hair to pull him into a hard kiss, tongues and teeth crashing together as he held Reg's thigh once again.

Angling his hips upwards, Finn balanced his weight onto his knees and began pulling out the majority of the way and then fluidly snapping his hips into him quickly. His hips stuttered when Reg began rolling his body up to meet every inward movement, the sensation shooting down his spine wherever Reg's nails had etched harsh lines into his back. As he regained his rhythm, his hips shifted ever so slightly in an, apparently, very positive direction. Reg's head flew back, his neck arching back against the pillows, his mouth falling open as a shout fell from it, followed by a series of whines and moans as Finn ploughed into the spot over and over again.

''Plus- more. More, please.''

''More as in?'' Finn panted, hips unrelenting.

''Harder. Fuck me harder.''

''Shit, okay.''

He removed his hand from Reg's hair, instead laying it flat against the bed and pushing up onto it. Moving his other hand to wrap around Reg's hip and keep him steady, Finn gradually made his thrusts harder, watching Reg's face for any negative signs and increasing the force behind them when he found none.

''Like that?'' he grunted out, his teeth clenched as he tried to stop his legs from shaking at the suction swallowing his cock.

Reg's voice broke as he moaned out his assent, his hips and cock jerking every time the head of his cock hit his prostate. Hands gripping roughly at the sheets, Reg's ears barely registered a sound before Finn ground against him again, effectively blanking out his senses.

"Shit, baby, I'm getting close," Finn moaned out, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to stave off his orgasm as much as he could.

"Use me to come," Reg panted the words in heaving breaths, "want you to fill me up."

"Jesus." Finn's thrusts made thunderous echoes roll thoughtout the room before he bottomed out and stilled his hips so he could change position. He leaned back onto his heels, Reg's legs still latched around his hips. With both hands now free, Finn gripped both of Reg's hips firmly, tugging him so his ass lay on his thighs, shoulders still pressed into the pillows. The angle let him get deeper than he had been, his thrusts harder too as he put his strength behind his hips.

Rushing out a series of 'yes's, Reg had a hand tugging on two sides of the pillow underneath his head, his hips rolling himself down onto Finn's dick over and over as he sobbed out pleas and meaningless syllables. His spine curved into a deep arch when Finn thrust into him with one last, harsh jab, hands clamping down around his hips while he ground into him to ride out his orgasm. Finn's moans echoed in Reg's head - he was turned on by noises and moans, of course, but it wasn't to the extent Finn was; so it came as a surprise when they were what sent him over the edge, paired with the heat of Finn filling him.

Senses whiting out, he painted his torso in cum, his cock still twitching valiantly against it even when no more was left in him. It sent Finn into a new series of grunts as he was milked relentlessly, his walls squeezing around him without pause. When he could finally register his general environment, he opened his eyes, determinedly blinking away the stars scattered across his vision. He felt a wetness on his face that confused him until the coolness made him realise they were tears that had streamed out the corners of his closed eyes and down along his temples. His next focus was his breathing, considering the pace of it was making him more and more lightheaded. Chest stuttering as he gasped in air through his mouth in an attempt to breathe deeply, he was glad when it came out a bit smoother on the outward breath.

"Are you okay for me to pull out or do you want another minute?" Finn asked him in a soft voice, a hand coming up to brush away a tear track from the side of his face.

"Non, 'm okay."

Easing himself out gently, Finn apologised softly when he grimaced briefly at the feeling before stretching his legs out a bit.

"How-" he cleared his throat when his voice was a croaked mess in an attempt to clear it, "are you not doing that all the time?"

He smiled tiredly when he registered three laughs in response.

"How're you feeling, honey?" Finn stroked a hand down his side, moving it away when the muscles jumped violently under his touch, sensitive and overwhelmed.

"'M probably gonna be sore tomorrow but, for now, I feel so great," he raised his arms above his head and shimmied himself deeper into the mattress, smiling softly at Finn when he watched him with soft eyes. Pressing a kiss to his forehead, Finn whispered something about a cloth before his warmth disappeared, the suddenness making him shiver. In a quick minute, he was back and a warm, damp cloth was brushing away the cum from his stomach before a hand was gently applying pressure to his inner thigh until his legs fell open.

"Shh, sweetheart. I know, I'm almost done, I promise," he soothed, cleaning him up as quickly but gently as he could, feeling guiltier with every uncomfortable whimper that came from the dark-haired boy. Lobbing it in an overhand throw into the hamper in the corner of the room, he sat down next to Reg, back leaning against the headboard. He was close enough that Reg could snuggle into him with minimal movement if he wanted but left a small amount of space between them, knowing he'd still be sensitive and might be easily overwhelmed with contact.

Turning his head in his direction, Reg propped himself up on an elbow, looking up at him, unsure. "Can we cuddle?" Finn made a small noise as he stared up at him with big eyes, holding his arm out to him. Smiling happily, Reg shuffled over and lay on top of him completely, cuddling into his chest when both his arms wrapped over his back. "As hot as you are, could I trouble you for a blanket?" Reg mumbled up to him.

Laughing at the phrasing, Finn reached a hand out, having seen Leo lean to grab a blanket that had been moved off the bed to the floor as soon as Reg asked for one. Fluffing it out, he made sure Reg's legs and the majority of his back was covered to keep him warm. From his position, Reg had a clear line of sight of Leo and Logan.

Leo was still sat back against the wall, except Logan was now on his lap, cock buried in him to the hilt. They'd apparently spent the entire time like that, watching them move together, Leo's hips moving in slight motions as they did, enough to keep them both hard but not to get off. Finn's attention was drawn to them as well when Leo flipped them, holding Logan up by his waist as he got his knees and hands underneath him before wasting no time making true on the 'railing into the mattress' idea they'd agreed on earlier.

He'd still started out fairly soft, not putting all his body weight behind his thrusts just yet but by no means going slow. This was a choice that Logan clearly didn't agree with.

"If you're gonna keep going with this, let me on top, I'll fuck myse-" He broke off with noise that was nothing short of a yell when Leo grabbed his hips and pulled him roughly back against him and ploughing into him. "Bien mieux," Lo breathed, smiling and biting his lip, eyes fluttering shut when Leo's hand came down against his ass.

"I was gonna ask you how you wanted it today but I think 'rough' is a pretty clear winner," Leo grunted out, pulling Logan's hips back into every forward thrust.

"I think 'less talking more fucking' would summarise it too."

And Leo, ever the need to please, rolled with that suggestion instantly. Placing a hand near Lo's head, he bent to press his back up against Logan's before rutting himself in and out of him roughly. His mouth was now near Logan's neck, allowing him to mark up the back and side of it with harsh bites followed by gentle kitten kicks to soothe the sting, moaning into his ear when he couldn't coordinate his mouth enough to do more than that.

They continued like that for who knows how long, taking their pleasure from each other as Finn and Reg watched. The soft caresses of Finn's hand across Reg's hair, his back, along his neck contrasted the ache in his hips and his hands where his nails had dug crescents. He supposed that was just how it was with them. Even with the bantering back-and-forth and the roughness Leo was fucking into Logan with, they both saw the soft licks; Leo's hand interlinking with Logan's on the mattress, thumb running across his knuckles; the gentle kisses to the shell of his ear as he whispered to ask Logan's colour. No matter what was going on, you could always spot signs of love being passed between them - it made Reg hide a stupidly large smile in Finn's chest.

A small sound squeaked from him when Logan and Leo suddenly flipped so that Lo was on top, the three of them chuckling, Finn kissing the crown of his head as he felt Reg's face heat against his chest. Lo slipped Leo's cock into him with a roll of his hips, one hand coming to balance on Leo's abdomen, the other wrapping around his neck to hold him as he began riding him with practiced fluidity.

"Bien?" Lo checked, knowing sometimes Leo didn't mind having his neck held but others he didn't want it.

"Vert, allez," he grinned back with a light smack to his outer thigh. With a flick of a smile back down at him, Lo rode him quickly, fucking himself on his cock as he sank up and down with his thighs.

"You know," Lo panted, "I've been thinking."

"Oh yeah?" Leo grunted as Logan purposefully clenched around him. "What about?"

"Got an idea for a scene."

"Do tell," Leo mumbled, bucking his hips up into him with a groan.

"A little bondage, edging. How'd you feel about being cuffed while I ride you? We both know your colour for being edged already," he grinned smugly.

"Le likes edging?" Reg whispered with a puzzled look up at Finn.

"Yeah, he likes how it feels, always comes so hard when he finally gets there. Lo likes to pretend he's in control while knowing he isn't, he edges him until Knutty tells him to make him come. And, from personal experience, it's fucking amazing watching it. It's one of the only times Peanut begs even though he doesn't need to."

"What a compromise," Reg smiled, turning his attention back to the two.

"Fuck yes," Leo agreed.

"Thought so," Lo mumbled, his cockiness dwindling as he began gradually leaking against his torso. "Merde," he whispered under his breath, more of his weight falling to rest on the hand balanced against Leo's torso.

Sliding his feet flat against mattress, Leo began bucking his hips up into Logan every time his hips came to fall back down on him, hands steady on his hips. "You can take it, my love," he hummed when Lo's body began trembling. "Such a pretty little angel. All dressed up and gorgeous for us, yeah?"

Lo nodded, head lulling forwards as his spine bowed, hips never faltering, as his eyes fluttered closed. "Wanted to surprise you."

"Tu as fait, mon chéri. Had such a long day and we come home and our loves are waiting for us with such a nice surprise." Leo's voice shook as he spoke as he tried to suppress the loud moans threatening to slip out his mouth at the way Lo was working down against his cock, milking him even as he moved.

"Ne peut pas," Logan mumbled, thighs shaking. In one smooth movement, Leo had flipped them, a hand around Lo's back, another cupping his head. He brought him up to rest his head in the crook of his neck, his other arm slipping around his lower back to hold his hips up a bit to get the angle Logan liked best.

"Come whenever, baby. Okay?"

Kissing Logan's neck, he shushed him softly when he desperately nodded into his neck, moaning flooding over his collarbone. With bites and licks against Logan's neck, he marked him up slowly, making sure each was dark enough before he moved onto another. Lo wrapped his arms around Leo's shoulders, one hand coming to tangle in the back of his hair, holding him close to his neck, nibbling on his ear gently as he did.

Leo pulled back after a few minutes, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Je t'aime, darlin'," he whispered.

"Love you too. So much," Lo panted back.

"You gonna come?" Leo asked with a smug smile.

Biting his lip as his head dropped back, Logan nodded his assent, breaths quickening, moans coming out high and whining.

"Want it harder for the last few?" Leo mumbled, his pace and force having slowed into deep, slow thrusts when he'd rolled Lo underneath him. But Logan shook his head.

"Like it like this." Leo hummed happily at Logan's walls flexing around him, nuzzling down into his hairline as he worked both himself and Lo to the edge. He came first, his noises low and quiet, a few heaving breaths and then a guttural grunt into Logan's skin and he was done; hips continually rolling into Lo even as his body trembled with overstimulation. "'M close, 'm so close."

"Come for me, baby." Logan was silent as he came, moans and whines caught in his throat as he arched up against Leo, paused, and then fell back to the mattress with a light, panted whimper, breaths harsh and shaking. Smiling when Logan squirmed while Leo brushed a soft kiss along his neck, he held him when he instead decided to snuggle into his neck as they both caught their breath.

While they did, Finn whispered to Reg that he was going to go and grab them a cloth, laughing when he grumbled and pouted in response.

"Take me with you," he joked with an exaggerated pout before moving to shuffle off Finn's chest.

Finn just shrugged. "Okay."

With a very dignified yelp, Reg quickly wrapped his legs around Finn's waist when he stood and took Reg with him, keeping him steady with an arm securely tightened around his lower back. Seeing that Finn was having no struggle as he flitted around the bathroom, Reg rested his forehead in the crook of his neck, arms draped over his shoulders.

"Thank you, baby," Leo smiled up at Finn when he passed him the cloth, having pulled out while he was grabbing it. With a small peck to his lips as an answer, Finn sank back down onto the bed.

"Oh my god. Who ripped the sheet?" Reg asked, fingers hooking into the slight tear down the middle of it.

"Hey, Mr. Judgy, I think I remember that being you," Finn laughed, Reg's stunned face turning from one emotion to the next before settling on embarrassment.

"Je suis si désolé," he whispered with a shy laugh, snuggling into Finn's chest, lying on his arm and hiding his face in it.

''Don't worry, love, I take it as a compliment,'' Finn fake-whispered into his ear, chuckling when Reg half-heartedly thwacked his chest. He flicked his attention to Logan when he nestled into his side, pulling Leo to lie against his chest as Finn wrapped an arm around his shoulders, fingers threading through his hair. Leo's hand swept a curl behind Reg's ear, prompting him to look up, cheeks dusted a pale pink shade.

''D'you want this off?'' he asked him, fingers trailing down to trail over the bow that was knotted at the bottom of his corset. He tugged gently on one of the tails of the bow when he nodded, Leo not moving his head from Lo's chest as he did. Deftly untying it and then slowly unlacing the corset with one hand, Reg's eyes fluttered closed as he let Leo work. When he'd loosened the last cross-over at the top of the fabric, Reg rose and knelt with a leg on either side of Finn's knees, slipping the corset up and over his head, shaking out his curls lightly. As he moved to lie back down, he snagged another blanket, fluffing it over Leo and Logan as he dragged his own back up to cover Finn and himself.

The sun had set during their few hours of activity, the room now lit only by a dusky glow instead of the early afternoon light; Finn remedying this by reaching over to flick on the lamp that sat on the beside table. Logan was too comfy to move to take off the rest of his own outfit, instead opting to run his fingers through Leo's hair, stroking along the back of his neck.

Debating with himself for a few minutes, Reg finally decided to shuffle up and press a gentle kiss to Finn's neck before beginning to lightly suck on a patch of skin. Finn had no reaction bar a hand rising to press against the top notch of his spine, the heat of it radiating through his skin as it stroked along the muscle there.

''Still feeling good?'' he mumbled.

Reg just nodded slightly, lips never separating from his skin, a light hum vibrating through Finn's neck from Regulus.

''Why are you nervous then, sweetheart?'' Finn continued, not accusatory, just curious (and slightly worried).

Freezing and pulling away from Finn's neck with a soft sound, Reg sighed softly, the hand he'd laid on his chest doodling swirling circles.

''I-,'' he sighed again. ''You're gonna be annoyed.''

''Why would we be annoyed, baby?'' Lo asked, head tilting towards him from Finn's shoulder, concern written all over his face.

''I didn't do anything I didn't want to,'' he specified, suddenly realising what they would probably think straight away.

''Oh my god,'' Finn mumbled in relief, his voice almost inaudible. His entire body relaxed but Reg was still able to feel his heart thudding violently against his chest.

''Sorry, didn't mean to scare you,'' Reg whispered, placing an apologetic kiss to his chest.

''It's alright, just-'' Finn paused to find his words, stroking his knuckles across his shoulder blades in a seemingly mindless action. ''What's up, hm?''

''I just- I know it's a giant load of shit, just to preface. But,'' he flickered his eyes away from their concerned ones, instead staring at the circles he was still swiping along Finn's skin, ''I've had this...fear, I guess, that once we, you know, fucked,'' he desperately tried not to cringe at his wording but he was pretty sure that didn't go very well. ''I don't know, like, you'd lose interest or I'd do something wrong and- and you wouldn't want me anymore,'' he whispered, his voice getting quieter with every word. ''Which, again, I know is a load of absolute shit, I do, really, but, I feel like I'm just waiting for you to turn around and tell me to leave. So, I just...yeah.'' Trailing off awkwardly, he chewed the inside of his lip. He felt Finn's lips brush the crown of his head before he began to shuffle.

''Gonna get some water,'' he said flatly, carefully sliding Reg onto the mattress before rising and tugging on some boxers then disappearing down the hall.

''Finn.'' He jumped up, stumbling when he got tangled in the blanket, grabbing a random hoodie before jogging after him.

He caught up to him in the kitchen; Finn grabbing a bottle of water out the fridge. Turning, he just said ''I'm fine, go,'' before he chugged some water and leaned with his hands against the counter, back facing Reg, hovering just inside the doorway.

Reg froze solid, mouth opening and closing a few times before he finally spoke.

''Go?''

Finn looked over his shoulder at him and softened for a moment. ''Back to bed, Reg.''

''Oh. I- no. You're upset.''

''I'm not upset with you. Go back to bed, I'll be up soon, promise.''

Stepping towards him, Reg fiddled with the cuffs of the hoodie as they fell far past his hands, tugging on them from one hand to another.

''You're still upset either way.'' He took another few steps, reaching a hand up to gently place a sweater paw on the swell of his shoulder, removing it quickly when Finn flicked his head to the side nearest Reg, eyes remaining trained on the counter top.

''For god's sake, Reg, can you just give me a minute?'' Reg stepped back as his voice raised a little with agitation near the end. Then looking back at him over his shoulder, Reg felt his stomach knot at the anguished look on his face; lips pressed in a thin line, brows drawn in the centre, eyes wide and pleading him to go.

''Yeah,'' he whispered, his voice cracking as he quickly exited the kitchen without another word.

When he walked into the bedroom, Leo and Logan instantly looked up at him, Lo reaching out his arm when Reg didn't say anything, wordlessly tugging on a pair of boxers; feeling exposed despite the hoodie near enough falling to his knees. He grabbed the mesh of his stockings and tugged them down his legs, slinging them onto one of the armchairs. Pulling the hood up, he knelt on the bed, shuffling over to the pair, curling up next to him, knees pressed to his own chest, arms around his ribs as he rested his head on Lo's shoulder.

''Did he say what was wrong?'' Leo whispered lightly, trying to catch Reg's eye but failing from under the hood.

His head shook minutely before he answered in a low voice. ''Said he'll be back in a minute.'' Lo's arm tightened silently around him when he felt a tear run down his shoulder, kissing his head over the hood. Despite how much he wanted to, Leo stayed put lying on Logan's chest instead of going down to Finn - he'd learned pretty early on from Logan that he usually wanted space whenever something was wrong. Finn being Finn was very in tune with everyone around him, meaning he struggled sometimes to differentiate what he felt from what others felt. His jitters calmed slightly when he saw a mess of red hair appear at the door a short while later, eyes filled with guilt at Reg curled up and hidden away. He walked over silently, Reg only noticing when he felt the bed behind him dip, making him freeze, at first, then shuffle further down into Lo unconsciously.

''I'm so sorry, love,'' he whispered, voice heavy as he swallowed, laying a hand on his calf that he removed when Reg tensed violently, not expecting the soft touch. He lay down next to him, not touching but scooting forwards when he made no motion to move away from him again. He wrapped an arm around his waist and pressed up against his back, brushing his lips to his temple over the hood. ''I promise I'm not upset with you.''

''Could've fooled me,'' Reg mumbled with considerably less heat than he had meant; it came out as a small huff of words, muffled and distant.

''I know,'' his voice got quieter, ''I know.'' There was a breath and a small sound as he licked his lips. ''I was angry that people,'' he tried not to spit out the word, ''have made you scared of that. It's bad enough that you think about it at all, never mind having other people ingrain it into you to the point that even though you know it isn't true, it still frightens you. Especially when it shouldn't be something you worry about anyway.''

''I'm damaged, we get it,'' Reg whispered shakily, his sarcasm lost in the tremble, leaning away from Finn and into Logan. Finn pushed up onto his elbow, hovering over Reg slightly even though he couldn't see him.

''No, baby, that's not what I'm saying. You're fucking perfect - as a person, for us, with us. My point was that I was upset that people treated you like that for so long before you got out of there. I know I didn't show that properly downstairs, I'm so sorry for that, honey. I don't have any excuse for it, I'm just sorry.'' He leaned his forehead down onto Reg's shoulder, hand flattening against his torso over the hoodie, his arm still wrapped around his waist.

''Awe, baby,'' Leo muttered softly, reaching a hand beneath the cover of the hood to lightly brush his fingers along Reg's cheeks. Finn felt ill when he realised Reg had been silently crying; the fact it was because of him making it worse.

''Honey, I-,'' Finn fumbled for words for a minute. ''What do you need?'' he settled on eventually. He pulled his hand away from Reg's waist when one of Reg's reached down to grab it, thinking he was going to shove him off, freezing when he made a low mumble of disapproval. Finn honestly could have cried with the relief that swept through him when his fingers tangled with his and pulled their clasped hands to his chest. Blowing out a breath, he settled back down behind him, resting his forehead against the back of his neck. ''I'm so, so sorry, sweetheart.''

'''S okay,'' he whispered back.

''I'm not apologising so you tell me it's alright. I'm apologising so you know I'm sorry for hurting you. I don't expect you to forgive me right off the bat, I'll earn it.''

He questioned Reg when he mumbled something that was too muffled for him to discern. Shuffling, he loosened his grip a bit so Reg could angle himself towards him slightly. Leaning back against Lo's shoulder, his hood slipped back ever so slightly, showing his red nose and tear-stained cheeks. ''I said you just did.'' Rising, he gently kissed Finn's cheek, then the tip of his nose, then his lips. Finn smiled brightly, leaning down and cuddling Reg, nudging his nose into his neck; glad once again when Reg's arms rose to wrap around his shoulders and pull him in closer.

''I'm sorry,'' he mumbled once again.

''Shh,'' Reg whispered back, nudging him so he leaned back and could catch his eye. When he did, Reg shook his head lightly. ''No need anymore, 'kay?''

'''Kay,'' he mimicked, making Reg smile and punch his shoulder lightly, Leo and Logan both chuckling along with them. ''I love you,'' he whispered, brushing his nose against Reg's softly.

''I know,'' he whispered back, giggling when Finn let out a mock-offended scoff. ''I love you,'' he mumbled, thumb brushing along his bottom lip as he did.




After they'd all eventually gotten out of the bath, an absolute feat of strength where Jacuzzi jets and soapy kisses were concerned, they sat together on the sofa and ate some leftovers of Leo's he always made sure he had in the fridge for occasions just like this.

''Question,'' Leo began after a while of comfortable silence. ''Not that they weren't fucking amazing, because they absolutely were, but those two outfits would not take up three bags worth of space.'' The question was hidden in the statement and the wave of his fork as he spoke.

With a brief look at each other, Logan and Reg grinned. ''It's not really a shopping day if you only buy two things is it?''

''So there is more,'' Leo mused, chewing contemplatively.

''More costumes?'' Finn piped up, eyebrows raised over his steaming bowl, fork poised mid-air.

''Maybe,'' Lo hummed.

''If you make more of whatever this is, maybe you'll earn yourself a little fashion show when we're all rested,'' Reg said, looking over at Leo through his lashes as he blew on the steaming spoonful raised towards his mouth. Finn and Leo made eye contact with each other before they gave little interested hums at the implication. They continued eating for another short while, finishing what was in their bowls. Reg finished first, leaning carefully to place his bowl on the floor. ''That was so good. Merci, Peanut.''

Leo looked up, smiling at him happily. ''You're welcome, baby. Did it warm you up a bit? Not too much spice?''

Nodding and humming, Reg snuggled back into the poofy sofa cushions, closing his eyes happily. ''Non, it was good, could still taste the rest of the deliciousness in there,'' he chuckled. ''You're such a good cook.'' Having finished his own bowl, Leo placed his next to Reg's before leaning to wrap his arms around him and pull him into his lap, his back pressed closely against his chest. As he scattered kisses along the expanse of his neck, Leo smiled into the skin there when Reg laughed softly, squirming at the sensation. Hooking his chin over his shoulder, he rested with his cheek pressed closely against Reg's, his eyes closing as he breathed him in and listened to Logan and Finn playfully nudge each other while they ate. ''Tu es bon?''

''Yeah, 'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?'' Reg just tilted his head to the side slightly, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. ''I was... shitty this morning but I'm a bit better now, baby. Promise.''

''Good. If you need anything tell us, yeah?''

''Now that you mention it...'' Leo exaggeratedly puckered his lips in Reg's direction. After a sharp, startled laugh, he reciprocated the kiss, humming as Leo kissed him back slowly, his toes curling against the sofa. He smacked his lips when they pulled away, looking up as he thought. ''Yep, definitely much better now.''

Reg nosed into his cheek with a smile, settling back against him as Leo's fingers ran up and down his arms. He drifted off slowly, dipping in and out of sleep for a while, the TV rumbling on quietly in the background, lights skimming across his vision. Peeking his eyes open when the flashing stopped, he tried not to smile when he saw Leo's hand acting as a block between him and the TV. He snuggled further into Leo's chest, Finn shushing him softly at the shuffling, his thumb smoothing across the bone of his ankle in an attempt to soothe him back to sleep.

''You're okay - go to sleep, mon coeur,'' Leo mumbled into his hair. With one last smile, Reg slipped off to sleep, not even waking when Logan carefully carried him upstairs, settling him down gently before snuggling into his back, Finn lying behind him, Leo on his chest.

Chapter 11: Morning Afters; Seduction and O'Darwin Shenanigans

Summary:

Alright, loves.

Today's dose of the Cubs also involves *insert exciting drum-roll here* O'DARWIN!!! (yes, their little moments are absolutely an apology for how long this update has taken me, I'M SORRY)

We have some floor sex; cute assssss morning sleepy moments; Black family angst rearing its head again; unofficial I love yous and Christmas parties.

~ 14, 500

ENJOY DALRINGS <3

A rustle of a breathy laugh over Reg's hair roused him from sleep, the heavy grogginess still lingering in his bones and muscles even as he snuggled further into the warm skin his face was nuzzled into. He sighed in a deep breath through his nose to try and clear away the remnants of sleep that clogged his brain. This goal was forgotten when he got a nose-full of Leo's cologne, rubbing his nose along the skin of his neck as he hummed softly, happily. 

''Hi, sweetheart,'' Reg shivered when the soft voice rolled over him like honey, making him warm and gooey, ''ça va?'' Leo let out another hair-rustling laugh when Reg just mumbled. ''I'm gonna take that as you're too warm and comfy to sound out syllables.'' Reg nodded softly before taking another long breath in. ''Are you sniffing me?'' Another nod. 

''Sentir bon,'' he grumbled.

''Ouais? What do I smell like?'' He felt Reg mumble against his skin but heard nothing. ''Quoi?''

Leaning away a fraction, Reg repeated himself, keeping his voice small, too tired to make it much louder. ''Smell like daddy.''

Leo paused for a moment before replying. ''You need anythin', darlin'?''

Shrugging lightly, Reg nuzzled back into the crook of his neck. ''Jus' wanna cuddle.''

''Okay, baby,'' he felt a kiss being pressed to his crown before a hand came to run through the hair at the back of his head. ''We can cuddle.'' Shimmying a hand out from between his own chest and Leo's, Reg patted around their hips for the quilt, having slipped down overnight. 

''You want the quilt, ange?'' Logan's voice came from behind him, answering Reg's internal question as to whose side was pressed against his back. 

''Ouais, s'il vu plait.'' 

He hummed happily when Lo tugged it up to rest over his shoulder, pulling it so it hung over Leo's side too, covering Reg entirely.

''Merci, amour.''

''Amour. He must be in a good mood,'' Lo chuckled, drawing huffs of laughter from the three of them while he leaned over to press a kiss to his shoulder.

'''M feeling very in love this morning.'' Leo felt Reg smile into his neck as he cuddled further down into the blankets (and Leo.) 

''Oh, only this morning? We see how it is.'' It was Finn's voice this time, light and just so...happy. Reg rolled over, keeping pressed close to Leo, just now with his back up against his chest, and looked at Logan and Finn with a pronounced pout.

''Awe, don't get pouty. We're teasing, cutie.'' Lo angled himself from lying on his back to his side, centimetres between him and Reg; he placed a soft kiss to the very tip of Reg's nose, slightly red from nosing into Leo's skin.

''C'mon, shuffle in for a cuddle,'' Finn mumbled to Logan, scooting them both up to Reg and Leo, effectively sandwiching the two smaller boys between himself and the blond. Pressing Reg's forehead to his chest, Lo leaned his head against his curls after quickly pecking Leo's lips over his head. They all fell silent for a while, the only sounds being soft breaths and small coughs as they try to clear the tiredness from clogging their throats. 

''Suck on my neck if you want,'' Lo whispered into his hair, his hand cupping the back of his neck to guide him there when he tilted his head up to check that Logan meant what he thought he did. ''I don't mind.'' His breath caught for a moment when Reg's lips fastened on his neck, a gentle pressure being applied there, his teeth just slightly digging in. Leo curled around his back, his head above Reg's, his lips pressed to Lo's forehead as his arms tightened around Reg's waist. A warm hand settled on Reg's hipbone, Finn's, he deduced from how unnaturally warm it actually was, goosebumps scattering across the surrounding skin. Reg's lips detached from his neck after a while so he could whisper up to Logan quietly.

''Tell me if it starts to hurt, okay?''

''I will, love. Continuer,'' he mumbled in return, so he did. Due to how closely together they were pressed, Reg would have usually felt it as soon as Logan's blood had begun heading south but his lack of attention to anything but the skin between his teeth meant it went unnoticed by him for a while. When Reg did notice however, when he shuffled slightly to lean more into Finn's touch as he began drawing circles against his hip, he barely paused. He slid a hand down, grazing the backs of his knuckles against Logan's torso until he reached the waistband of his boxers. Flattening his palm against the bulge a few centimetres below, he pressed the heel of it down, cupping him through the thin fabric. ''Ignore it," Lo mumbled, muffling a soft groan in Reg's hair. 

''Do you want me to ignore it?'' he whispered, Leo and Finn's attention was officially captured considering it wasn't that hard to figure out what was going on. 

Logan's head tilted down to look at him, a hand being brought up to lightly brush against his cheekbone. ''You can ignore it if you want to.'' Reg just smiled before he dipped down below the cover of the quilt, shuffling down as Logan laughed. "Babe, what are you doing?"

A mess of black curls and a cheeky smile appeared at the opening of the blanket. "Are you suddenly against morning blowjobs?" Lo rolled onto his back, arms pillowing his head as he smiled down at him.

"Non. I'm an avid supporter actually."

"Je le pensais," Reg whispered back, ducking beneath the quilt once more. There were a few seconds of rustling before Lo's jaw went lax, his eyes fluttering. It was quite the scene, the quilt pulled up to Logan's mid-chest, a clear tent in it where Reg was lying, Logan biting his lip against his moans as he tugged the pillow underneath his head just for something to do with his hands.

There was a moment where a muffled, wet gag sounded, Lo freezing then letting out a long, drawn-out moan, eyes closing completely. Apparently, that seemed to be Finn's last straw, quickly following suit below the cover with a mumble of something along the lines of him 'wanting in'. The next thing Logan knew, there were two pairs of lips placing open-mouthed kisses to his tip, tongues sliding together over the slit before one dipped down, taking him into their throat while the other sucked at his balls.

A sharp tut from Leo, who had since shuffled up to close the small gap between them, made Logan turn part of his attention to him. "Quoi?" he breathed.

"I'm feeling left out but I don't think we have enough space under the quilt for another one." He was propped up on an elbow, his other hand coming to cup Logan's cheek, leaning in until his breath fanned over his lips. "If only there was a way to occupy myself up here," he mumbled, his eyes flicking to Lo's, asking his permission. With a quick movement, Lo reached up and tugged him down - three years together and he still checked to make sure it was alright whenever he wasn't completely sure. Logan smiled softly into his mouth at how sweet his boyfriend was, shaking his head softly when Leo pulled away a fraction to questioningly look down at him at what he was smiling at. 

Accepting the wordless answer, Leo began kissing a line down his jaw after pressing a few more soft pecks to his lips. He worked his teeth against the skin of his neck, replenishing the marks he'd made on him the night before then adding new ones along the front of his neck. When Lo's hand came to tangle in the back of his hair and tugged purposefully, Leo's head moved away from him, smirking when one of the two did something that made the thought in Lo's head visibly disappear. 

"They making you feel good, honey?" he whispered, his voice low and sultry as he trailed a fingertip in a line down the front of his neck, following the bob of his Adam's apple as he swallowed heavily while he nodded. "Where do you want me?" 

A shaky hand guided his head down, down past his neck and to his chest. Leo leaned down, brushing a kiss to the peak of his nipple before taking it between his lips in an open-mouthed kiss, tongue laving over it to soothe the soft sting of his teeth. 

The three continued in tandem, working Logan relentlessly towards his orgasm, repeating actions that made him tremble or whine. 

"I'm cumming," Lo eventually gasped, back bowing as his hand tightened in Leo's hair, keeping him pressed close to the skin he was worrying between his teeth just above his nipple. "Jesus," he mumbled, his body going lax against the sheets as his hands rose to cover his face as he panted. Two heads popped out from under the quilt, flopping down, Reg on Lo's other side and Finn onto Leo's chest, and looking awfully proud of themselves."Good fucking morning to me." 

Chuckling softly, they all settled quietly for a moment before Lo's head, his arms tucked underneath it once more, tilted towards Reg, cheek pressed against his bicep. "Ça va?" 

"Parfait. Definitely a bit sore, a lot sore," he corrected when they all gave him a look. "Mais, non. Vraiment bon." He smiled shyly when Finn looked back at him, cheek slightly mushed against Leo's chest, his smile soft and his eyes filled with love. Reg reached a hand over and covered his eyes with his hand, making him laugh and catch his wrist." Stop looking at me like that," he muttered. 

"What? I'm not allowed to look at you?" He laughed gently when Reg tucked his head into the mattress next to Lo's side, effectively hiding most of his face from view. 

"Oh my god, ouch," Leo suddenly said, making Reg look up, baffled at the sudden change in conversation. He looked down at himself, following their lines of sight until he saw his hips, the quilt having slipped down to rest just below them. Bruises in the shape of fingers wrapped around the front and side of them, not dark, just smudges of blue and green, more shadows than anything. 

"Fuck, I'm sorry, baby," Finn mumbled, genuinely apologetic as he saw Reg's own surprise at them. 

"Hey, I don't mind them. Lo gets them every so often, non?" 

"Yeah, but... not for his first." 

Reg leaned up onto his elbows, leaning over Logan's torso until he was face-to-face with Finn, close enough to bump his nose gently with his. "I like them. Don't be upset, okay? I'm not." He smiled down at him until he could see Finn calm down, nodding softly before he puckered his lips slightly for a kiss.

After reciprocating, Reg laughed to himself slightly as he lay back down against Lo's side - they made a living by sliding around on blades and getting chased and slammed against walls by men with sticks, he could handle a few bruises and he said as much. "Besides, I'm used to bruises by now, no?" he said with another small chuckle. 

"Regie-" Reg looked around when Leo cut himself off, looking at them all with furrowed brows confused as to why they all near enough looked ill. 

"Hockey," he said finally, realising. "I meant hockey not-" it was his turn to cut himself off, laying his head on Lo's shoulder in exchange for finishing the thought.

There was silence for a short while, not tense, just sort of... sad that that was an entirely plausible option for what Reg could've been talking about. 

"I'm sorry for reminding you about it, princess," Leo said, reaching around Lo's shoulders to lightly stroke along his curls. 

"Non, c'est bon. I know I don't have to deal with that anymore. Only bruises I need to worry about are hockey or sex-induced and I am more than fine with that," he joked with a genuine smile up at them, happy when they returned it. 

"Gimme a kiss," Logan muttered softly, face still leaning against his arm.

Reg rolled onto his stomach, arms folded underneath him so he could prop himself up on his elbows and forearms. Logan started off soft, kissing him back slowly when he leaned in. When Reg slipped his tongue into his mouth and licked along the roof of it, he let out a slight surprised noise before he sank into the kiss.

"Y' cuddly this morning, mon ange," Logan smiled up at him, green eyes soft and round. "'Cause of you feeling very in love?" He laughed when Reg nodded resolutely, lying on his side and resting with his forehead against Lo's temple.

"Is that okay?" Logan heard Reg whisper into his ear.

"Of course it is, baby. I was only playing. I like you being cuddly," he replied, pressing a kiss to his hand, interlocking their fingers and bringing them to rest against his torso.

"You know how you guys said that I should tell you if I'm ever uncomfortable...the same goes the other way."

"You aren't making me uncomfortable, Regie. Why would you?" Lo asked breezily. 

Logan practically heard Reg battling with himself in his head, his thoughts drawing knives on him, backing him into a corner, making him worry slightly at what Reg was thinking. 

"I just wanna make sure I'm doing this right. You deserve a good boyfriend and-"

"Good boyfriend? Baby, what?" Lo sat up slightly, propping the top of his spine against the headboard, taken aback by the change in Reg's tone. 

"Non, don't sit up, you get all serious when you sit up," Reg whined, head flopping into the pillow face-first.

"This is serious, this obviously isn't just something you've suddenly become anxious about. You've been worried you're not a good boyfriend?" The sudden evolution of movement and noise roused Leo and Finn from the light doze they'd slipped back into, both their faces falling when they heard the situation, looking to Reg for confirmation.

"Oh, don't look at me like that," he groaned to the three of them, rolling onto his stomach and leaning onto his elbows to face them. "I just- it's not like I really have many examples of a healthy relationship, do I? I don't know if I'm doing something right or wrong or something weird or normal. I don't know."

"I- you're worried we're not in a healthy relationship?" Finn asked, brows furrowed deeply.

"No! Jesus, no. I-" Reg groaned loudly, putting his face in his hands as he thought. "I don't know how to say it properly." He sighed a deep breath. "The way Sirius put it when I told him before-"

"Darlin', how long have you been feeling like this?" Leo sounded like he was in outright anguish and it make Reg's stomach twist almost painfully. "Sorry to interrupt you," he mumbled as an afterthought; Southern boy manners still running strong even in the midst of... whatever was going on.

"On and off, I guess. Long enough for Heather to be glad I said something so I'd stop rattling on about it." The exhaustion in his voice made the joke more self-deprecating than he'd been aiming for, making it unsuccessful in lightening the mood. He sighed and carried on. "Sirius had the same thing with Loops. He said he felt like our family's... toxicity, I guess, was like genetic? He was worried he'd end up like them eventually and then Remus would 'be infected' was the way he put it and he thought he'd just bring down Remus with him." He let that sink in for a moment, praying they understood, before he spoke again. "Heather described it too. She was checking she understood what I was saying so kind of explained it back to me. She said it was like in Moana," he let out a huff of air that was too humourless to be considered a laugh. "The darkness or whatever spreads and infects things and kills them. It just sucks all the life out these beautiful, bright islands until they're just nothing. Sirius was- I'm scared of doing that to you."

"Baby," Leo breathed, "I- no. No, no no." He reached around Finn and over Logan and cupped Reg's cheek, thumb stroking along the soft skin there. "You aren't your family, love. You're nothing like them, you understand?" Reg hummed, not agreeing nor disagreeing, more to say that he'd heard him speak than anything else.

Finn began then, seeming to need to minute to find his voice again. "Sweetheart, I'm literally the happiest I've ever been in my life whenever we're all together. We were so, so happy as the three of us then you came along and... you were everything we didn't know we were missing, honey. You could never be bad for us. You're too self-aware to become your family, Regie. The fact you're so worried about it shows you aren't them - they wouldn't care who they hurt around them, would they?" He waited for an answer expectantly, smiling when Reg made a show of shaking his head. "Exactly, you aren't them. I promise you." 

Reg leaned over Logan's torso and pressed a kiss to Finn and Leo's cheeks, leaning his forehead against Finn's shoulder as he breathed, some of the stored up tension in his bones seeping out of him at their reassurance. 

"Amour," a soft, shaky voice began, a hand smoothing along the planes of his back, unsure and gentle. Reg leaned back, turning to face where Logan was staring so intently at the sheets. "Even if I can't say it... you know, right?" Reg tilted his head as he realised what Logan was saying. "I do, I really do, I just can't," he extended his hands out in front of him in a vague pushing gesture, "I just can't yet." 

"I know. I know," Reg soothed, kissing Logan's forehead lightly before leaning his on it. "I love you too."

"You're not damaged, alright?" Lo continued. "Traumatised and damaged aren't the same thing." 

Reg swallowed heavily. "Je sais. I just-"

"It's hard to believe sometimes." Logan agreed with his silent, unsaid statement.

"Oui." His voice was a breath.

"'S okay, we'll be here to remind you, yeah?" Finn added, a soft smile of his face.

"Yeah," Reg agreed, smiling back before letting out a deep breath and lying his cheek on Lo's chest, facing the duo next to him. "I love you three so fucking much it hurts sometimes."

"We love you just as much, little darlin'," Leo whispered back. He pulled a face when Reg laughed, eyes still closed from where they slipped shut when Logan's fingers began carding through his hair. "Quoi?"

"You're just such so smushy," Reg mused, still smiling. 

Finn howled with laughter. ''Why does everyone suddenly think I'm smushy?!'' 

"You just are. Such a protector," Reg agreed.

Leo thought about it for a moment. ''Alright, that's fair, I agree with that but still not smushy.''

"You do a very good job," Finn assured, now lying on his back and looking up at Leo where he leant over him.

''At being smushy or being a protector?'' Leo narrowed his eyes playfully at him, smiling despite himself.

''Both,'' Finn grinned up at him.

"Merci, mon poisson...I think.'' 

 

 

After another few minutes of cuddling in bed, Leo corralled the troops in the name of eating breakfast before it would technically be considered lunch and herded them all down to the kitchen after somehow managing to convince them to get up and brush their teeth. Leo and Logan shrugged on shirts and boxers, Finn and Reg opting just to slip on boxers and go. 

''D'accord, how hungry are we?'' Leo asked, stood to attention in front of the open fridge, reviewing the options.

''Ravenous.'' Reg slipped his arms around Leo's waist as he answered, rising on his tiptoes to nose against the back of his neck; his voice was a low mumble, the auditory definition of a double entendre. 

''Really?'' Leo drawled, a smile quirking his features. ''Well, I'm not surprised but you really should know that you're not cumming again until you eat something.''

Reg quickly leaned around Leo's side and plucked a grape from the punnet, popping it into his mouth and chewing, pointedly looking up at Leo from where he was still tucked under his arm. ''Nice try, something proper.'' He conceded slightly at Reg's pronounced pout. ''After breakfast, I promise you can seduce and flirt to your heart's content, okay?"

Pursing his lips as he inwardly debated for a moment, Reg eventually nodded. ''D'accord.'' 

Stupidly, Leo thought that would make him behave while they made and ate breakfast - not a chance. 

He drove them all mad (AKA horny) as they worked. Grazing his nails up and down their sides as he peeked over their shoulders to seemingly innocently just watching what they were doing; his lips brushing the skin of their neck, their shoulders, their arms, anything he could reach. When Finn asked if Reg could get the juice out the fridge, he bent at the hips to get it, his ass brushing against Logan's crotch as he looked over Reg's head to see where in the fridge they'd put the mayonnaise. Reg grinned to himself when Lo's hands unconsciously came down to hold his hips steady, hips subtly grinding into him. He leaned over and grabbed the mayo before heading over to take it to the table, not before placing a resounding spank to the flesh of his ass. 

The plates were placed on the table and they all sat to eat, laughing and joking about random things. ''Can I sit on your lap, please?'' 

Leo paused, trying to fight off a grin before pushing his chair back slightly, patting his lap lightly with a nod of his head. To his surprise, Reg sat perched mostly on his thighs rather than pressing against his crotch like he thought he was going to do. Leo ate with Finn's calf pressed up against his leg, Lo's socked feet both propped on top of his other foot. Keeping an arm wrapped around Reg's waist, he used the other to carefully bring food up to his mouth, making sure none dropped on Reg's bare leg. 

When Reg had finished, he sat back against Leo's chest. Leo swiped his thumb across his own lip to get rid of the mayonnaise there, pausing when Reg's hand wrapped around his wrist and took his thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before pulling off with a wet pop. 

''You really are insatiable today, huh?'' 

Reg just shrugged. ''I know what sex is like now. Can't blame me for wanting more.'' 

''Sweetheart. You aren't getting fucked today.'' Reg's head snapped round to look at him.

''Quoi? Pourquoi?'' 

''Because before yesterday you were a virgin and you've winced everytime you've moved today so, no, you're not getting fucked.'' 

Reg shuffled to straddle Leo in the chair, hands on his shoulders. ''You don't wanna fuck me?'' He pouted deeply, slowly raking his nails behind Leo's ears. 

''Don't try that, of course I do. I also am not going to hurt you so you're gonna have to find someway to wait until at least tomorrow.''

''I thought you liked hurting me. Or was that boner when you were spanking me and I was crying on your lap something I imagined?'' Leo looked up at the ceiling, taking a deep breath. When Reg moved to speak again, Leo interrupted.

''Princess. If you try and convince us to fuck you, I'll make you cum again and again until you're crying for an entirely different reason. Do you understand me?''

''Yes, daddy,'' his voice had lowered to a whisper.

''Good boy.'' 

''Could I request one thing though? Pretty please?'' he added with a head tilt when Leo raised a brow.

''Go on.''

''If it's not out the question, could you put me under?'' 

His whole silhouette softened. ''Darlin', that's never out the question, no matter what, yeah? Of course I can. Any particular reason?'' 

Reg shuffled slightly before answering. ''Non. Just feel like I could use it.'' 

''Okay, baby. Is after breakfast okay?''

''Yes,'' Reg looked at Leo slightly exasperatedly. ''Finish your food," he said, knowing Leo would drop everything if he asked. He shuffled around to sit sideways on Leo's lap, leaning his head on his shoulder and looking at Finn and Lo from across the table. Their chairs were scooted close together, their hands intertwined on the table in front of him. Finn's eyes flickered to him, a smile stretching across his features when he did.

"Hi there," he laughed.

Reg hid his face in Leo's neck after squeaking out a small 'hi' in response.

"Hey, why you hiding, hm?" he still smiled at him softly.

After drawing his face out from Leo's neck but keeping his cheek pressed to his chest, Reg answered.

"You make me nervous. You're," Reg waved a vague gesture, "a very attractive person."

"Sorry to say that never really goes away," Logan said matter-of-factly around a forkful of food.

"Oh yeah? Still have a crush on me, Tremblay?" Finn smirked at Logan, his arm stretched to hang over the back of Lo's chair. Even Logan blushed at that, making Finn laugh and place an apologetic kiss to his cheek as Lo mumbled out a 'yeah' that had much less sass than he intended. 

In an attempt to change the subject, Lo brought up the new addition to the fridge. ''Were those muffins I saw in the fridge earlier?'' 

''Oh, yeah. Figured we couldn't not bring something back for you both from the coffee place,'' Leo smiled, bringing one last forkful of food to his mouth before he pushed back his empty plate, wrapping his now free hand around Reg's waist. 

''What muffins did we get?'' Reg perked up. 

Finn hopped up, heading quickly into the kitchen and returning with the box.

''Red velvet, red velvet, red velvet,'' Lo chanted, fists pumping the air as he did. 

''We can have muffins for breakfast?'' Reg asked, looking up at Finn who instantly flicked his eyes to Leo, Logan and Reg both then doing the same. Leo looked back at them with a blank expression for a moment before nodding his head in a 'go on' gesture; quickly getting three cheek kisses in return. 

''Baby, we got you triple chocolate that okay? You can have my red velvet if you wanna swap?'' Finn said, passing Lo his red velvet and Leo his blueberry. 

''Non, chocolate's great.'' Reg happily accepted his muffin, grabbing Finn's wrist lightly and tugging him towards him gently. Finn went where he was gestured to and smiled when Reg pulled him down for a kiss. ''Thank you, baby.'' 

''Anytime, gorgeous.'' 

"Oh, these are really good," Reg said happily, shuffling slightly as he chewed. He paid it no mind when Leo's hand and arm, the one that wasn't holding his muffin, wrapped around his waist and lifted his weight ever so slightly, scooting him to the side. ''Am I hurting your legs?'' Reg asked mid-chew. 

''No, sweetheart, you're fine,'' Leo laughed softly, kissing his neck before continuing eating. 

When they had finished, Leo took a breath and asked Finn and Lo if they could clear the plates so he and Reg could head into the living room. After two bright smiles from the pair at him getting much better at asking for help, he stood quickly when Reg moved to get off his lap. He hooked an arm around his back and under his knees, lifting him, chuckling when he yelped as he fell into his chest. Reg giggled when Leo flopped back onto the sofa, immediately slipping quite gracefully to kneel between his legs, hands behind his back, posture straight. He fought his instinct and kept his eyes on his knees when Leo leaned forward until his elbows leant against his knees, looking down at Reg intently. 

Reg shivered when Leo's hand ran through his hair and down to the back of his neck, massaging the muscle there gently. As Leo gradually sank into his own headspace, Reg's mind became covered in a haze, the white noise in the room being dampened out, his senses zoning into Leo's breathing and the warmth of his hand. 

''Keep your shoulders straight,'' he said suddenly, his voice low but clear. 

He complied instantly. ''Sorry, daddy.'' 

''It's alright, honey. Few more minutes then you can relax.''

Reg nodded softly. 

''I want verbal answers from now on unless you aren't able to, okay?''

''Oui, daddy.'' 

A soft kiss was brushed to his curls. ''Good boy, baby.'' 

Reg made a soft, involuntary noise low in his throat. 

''If you don't like something, tell me."

''Nothing's wrong.''

Leo shuffled to lean his back against the sofa, legs spreading as he rested his hands on his thighs. 

''Stand up, please.'' Reg complied. ''Bend over my knee.'' After a moment's hesitation, Reg complied again. He shivered when a warm hand rested against the small of his back, another coming to stroke along the curve of his ass. "Lie to me again, you get ten, understood? I don't care how much your ass hurts, you know the rules." He waited until Reg nodded softly and answered. 

''Yes, daddy,'' he breathed. '''M sorry.'' 

Leo guided him to sit up, one knee on either side of his legs. ''Is there something you don't like? What was the problem? Look at me while you answer, please.''

''It's not a problem. You just usually call me something... different when we're- you know."

Softening as he realised, Leo gently wrapped a hand over where both of Reg's were wringing themselves together. "Désole, little one." Reg's hand relaxed under his grip. "Do you like being called that when you're in subspace, lovely?" 

"Yeah." His answer was accompanied by a soft nod. 

"Okay, that's fine, darlin'. Are you comfy up here or do you wanna go back down?"

"Down for now, please." Leo nodded and guided Reg as he slid back to his knees.

"Just kneeling now, little darlin'. You don't have to hold position anymore. I've got some last minute travel things to sort. I want you to stay still and quiet while I do unless something's wrong, okay?"

"Yes, daddy." Leo brushed a kiss to his forehead before he grabbed his laptop and propped it on the arm of the sofa. He began working quietly, a hand tangling in Reg's hair to lightly massage his scalp and guide him to lean up against his thigh. Finn and Logan walked in a while later; Logan now wearing sweats and a hoodie and Finn in a tank and thick sweatpants of Leo's. Logan carried his book in hand, Finn's laptop in the other as Finn followed behind him with two steaming mugs in his hands.

After placing them on the coffee table and jogging back into the kitchen to bring two more, Finn placed a kiss to Leo's lips and Reg's cheek, Logan following suit. Finn dragged the footstool over until it was just to the side of Leo's leg. Sitting next to him, Finn propped his feet up, scooting it over slightly when he saw Reg lean to the side and lean his back against it. Logan lay on his back, raising his legs to dangle over the back of the sofa until they rested behind Finn's head. Finn's hand wrapped around his thigh, just to the side of him, squeezing the muscle unconsciously in a rhythm as Logan opened his book, a pillow mushed under his head.

A short while passed with them in silence, Reg dozing in and out his headspace, not able to fully slip and stay there. His attention perked when something soft slid over the skin of his shoulders. Finn was wrapping a big, soft blanket around him, considering he was only in his boxers still. He smiled down at him when Reg hummed happily, pulling it tighter around him, snuggling into it. 

''Sweetheart,'' Finn said quietly, ''here you go.'' Reg sat up, confused, but happily accepted the warm mug he was passed.

''Thank you, Sir,'' he smiled up at Finn brightly, making the other man smile once again. ''Daddy?''

''Yeah, darlin'?'' Leo turned his attention down to him immediately. 

''Can I come up? My knees hurt.'' 

'''Course, c'mon.''

Reg carefully manoeuvred himself into Leo's lap, sitting with the small of his back pressed against the arm of the sofa, his legs stretching across Leo's lap to dangle off the sofa. He held his mug close to him, the steam turning the tip of his nose red while he sipped, watching the movements of Leo's hands across the keyboard. 

 

 

When Reg had taken his last sip to drain his mug, he began to lean to nudge it onto the coffee table but was stopped when Leo wordlessly slipped it from his grip and put it on the small table next to the arm of the sofa. Reg complied and cuddled into his chest when Leo's hand then wrapped around his shoulder, adding light pressure to guide him there. His nose was nestled in the crook of his neck, his arms wrapping around to his back to slide under his shirt, hands tracing the bumps of his spine. 

After another short while, Leo hummed gratefully when Finn passed him his mug, closing the lid of his laptop and sliding it to the floor, careful not to jostle Reg too much. He rubbed circles into Reg's back as he drank, smiling at the way he preened at the affectionate attention, practically keening in his lap. Desperately withholding his laugh, Leo looked down at Reg as his fingers moved over the front of his shirt, tracing the lines of the muscle below on the fabric. 

''Having fun?''

''Mmm,'' Reg hummed, nodding lightly where his head was lying on Leo's shoulder. 

Considering he now seemed more relaxed, Leo decided to prod the subject of why he wanted to be put under again. He was, of course, allowed to just want to and not have a reason but his slight pause when he was asked earlier made Leo realise there actually was a reason and he was concerned as to why Reg hadn't wanted to mention it at the time. 

''You wanna tell me now?'' was all he said, quiet and soft. 

Reg's hand paused for a moment before continuing tracing the outline of his hipbone over the band of his boxers. ''Were you nervous when you first met Alex?'' Finn paused and looked up at the mention of his brother, looking to Leo for specification on what was said. 

''Baby,'' Leo began, searching for words for a moment, ''you've met Alex.'' 

Reg looked up when he began answering, leaning his chin on Leo's shoulder. ''Remus first introduced me to Alex. I've met him as just Alex, not as Alex: my boyfriend's brother, you know?''

''Sweetheart,'' Finn's hand wrapped around Reg's ankle, squeezing reassuringly. ''Lex loves you. You have nothing to worry about.'' He let that sink in for a moment before he carried on. ''But, I understand it's nerve-wracking. If there's anything I can do to help, tell me, yeah?'' Reg smiled, leaning over Leo to kiss his cheek softly, whispering a small agreement in his ear before shuffling back into his space squeezed between Leo and the arm of the sofa. 

They all turned their attention to Logan when he suddenly gasped, his feet stopping the rhythmic flutter they had adopted behind Finn's head. He felt the eyes on him and peered sheepishly around the side of it to smile softly. ''Sorry - they killed him off,'' he explained. 

''The funny guy? The one with the twin?'' Leo asked, having been updated in the current happenings of Logan's book while they'd made breakfast. 

''Oui! Knew he was getting too much attention,'' Lo muttered with a pout, turning back to his book and flicking his feet again. Leo and Reg smiled softly at each other, Finn, having carried on his typing, subtly smiling at his screen, placing a soft kiss to Logan's calf. 

''Speaking of meeting Lex, the Christmas party at theirs is starting an hour late, Nat texted earlier,'' Finn informed. 

''Oh I wonder why.'' The smirk in Logan's voice was clear even from behind the pages.

Leo laughed, both at Logan's comment and at Finn's grimace. 

''Definitely has nothing to do with him being gone for four weeks straight,'' Reg agreed, grinning widely at Logan's answering cackle. 

''You know,'' Finn began, his tone unwaveringly level as he looked at Leo, ''an extra hour's quite a long time.''

''There's a lot you can do in an hour,'' Leo agreed, by some grace managing not to smirk.

''There's a lot we can do in an hour.''

"Alright, alright, joking over," Logan said, gently prodding the back of Finn's head with a toe. 

 

 

An hour or so later, Leo had helped Finn re-work his workout plan to focus on his ankle like Layla had suggested (ordered without room for argument - really, she could be scary when it was needed) without hurting it. He went to go and get a drink but paused when he realised Reg had been silent for the last while against his chest. With a smile as he looked at Reg peacefully asleep, he brushed a kiss to his curls and tried to control his grin when Finn noticed too, leaning to kiss his cheek. Another few minutes and Finn and Leo had found something to keep them occupied considering Leo couldn't really go anywhere and Logan was quickly flipping the pages of his book; an action scene no doubt. The 'something' just so happened to be each other. 

Leo had shuffled down throughout helping Finn, slouched back against the back of the sofa with Reg curled up to him. He had his head rested back into the crook of Finn's elbow where his arm was leant along the back of the sofa and curled around him. Finn's fingers gently stroked along his cheek as they kissed lazily, his nose softly brushing against his as his other hand came up to lightly hold his jaw, smiling when Leo moaned involuntarily into his mouth. 

''You know,'' Leo whispered against his lips, ''it really is unfair how good you are at this.'' 

''At what?'' His voice was just as quiet as Leo's, slightly more rough though. 

''Kissing,'' he mumbled back, like it was obvious. 

''Oh, I'm so sorry,'' Finn's voice had a teasing lilt, his tongue flicking out to swipe across Leo's bottom lip, his teeth nipping there softly. ''Must be so hard for you.'' 

''You should be. All these kisses and you haven't fucked me in ages.''

''I'll bend you over the coffee table right now if you want me to, sweetheart.'' Leo hummed happily at the suggestion, looking away from Finn and to Reg when he felt him shuffle away slightly. After a few moment's pause, Reg spoke, one eye peeking open.

''Are you not taking him up on that offer?'' He looked at Leo distinctly like he thought he was crazy despite his sleepy features. In the next moment, Leo was straddling Finn's hips, Finn moving to lean him back against the soft rug that spread across most of the living room floor. 

On the sofa, Reg shuffled to lean his head on Logan's abdomen, lying still there for a moment before he moved again. Lo laughed, lifting his book so he could look down at Reg whose head was now underneath his hoodie, cheek pressed against his stomach. He gently rapped his knuckles against the lump that was his head.

''Alright in there?'' The lump moved in a nod, hoodie rustling. He smiled again and turned his attention back to his book, his hand running over Reg's head. 

On the floor, Finn was propped up above Leo's body by an elbow, his other hand on Leo's hip, guiding their roll up to meet his as he also ground down. The pair shared reverent kisses, getting increasingly more desperate as Leo's hands slipped under his shirt, roving over his torso and shoulders. Finn rose up onto his knees, tugging his tank over his head with one hand, flinging it to the side but pausing his descent back down to cover Leo's body with his once again when Leo's fingers slayed across his torso. His eyes scanned Finn's body hungrily, glistening slightly with sweat already. Leo's eyes were electric, flashing when Finn's skin trembled beneath his fingers, his brown eyes fluttering before they closed completely, leaning into the touch when Leo kissed up his torso and chest until he could nip at his neck. 
 
Two hands pushing against his shoulders made Leo fall back quickly against the rug, a soft sound escaping him as his back collided with the floor. Before he could blink, Finn's body was covering his, his hands roughly pushing up his shirt. A moan punched itself out of Leo's chest when Finn's lips wrapped around his nipple, his thumb running circles over the other. Leo arched up into Finn's touch, head tilting back against the floor but opened his mouth to speak. 

''If you even think about saying something about cumming too fast, I swear I'll make you cum just from this,'' Finn said before he could speak. When Leo opened his mouth to argue, Finn's teeth nipped at his nipple, effectively removing the thought from his mind. He rose until his face hovered over Leo's, noses millimetres from brushing as they made dead eye contact. ''Stop worrying for once.'' He kissed the very corner of Leo's mouth. ''Let me make you feel good.'' With that, Finn began kissing his way down his body, sliding until he rested between Leo's legs. 

Easing his waistband down until he could shimmy them entirely down his hips, Finn littered the jutting bones of his hips with bites, sucking marks along the length of his v-line. He slid his boxers the rest of the way down his long legs, gliding his hands up along his thighs before he stood, rising to run to the small drawer in one of the cabinets, fishing around until he found the lube they kept there. 

Within minutes, Leo was straining to keep his hips still, rug clenched between his fingers as he tugged on the threads of it, nails raking lines along it. Finn's mouth worked around his cock, his fingers slowly stretching Leo out, opening him up for him. 

''Can I?'' Finn asked after another short while, Leo's rim relaxed and pliant around his fingers. 

''God, yes. Finally.'' 

''Patience of a saint my ass,'' he mumbled as he began dragging his joggers down his legs, thankful he'd decided to skip boxers when he got changed earlier. Going to settle overtop of Leo once again, he let out a surprised sound when he was suddenly rolled onto his back, Leo straddling his hips, his long legs tucked underneath him. With a wordless, cheeky grin that made Finn's heart stumble over itself, he stuttered out a groan when Leo's hand moved quickly over his leaking cock, apparently having located the lube mid-roll.

Finn's brows pinched, his mouth falling open as he released a ragged breath as Leo sank down onto him, somehow still so, so tight around him. There were a few moments of stillness after Leo's ass met the tops of Finn's thighs, Leo's head tipped back while he panted out deep breaths at the feeling of Finn stretching him out so deeply. 

With an incredulous look up at Leo, Finn asked him what, at that specific moment, was funny. Not even trying to stifle another chuckle and his smug look, Leo answered, voice light and lilting as he skimmed his fingertips over the jumping muscles of Finn's abdomen. 

''You're trying so hard to stay still. I just quite like the fact you haven't been told to but you're still waiting for permission to feel good.'' Before Finn could even think of a witty retort to dispute the very true fact he'd just mentioned, Leo slowly rose and sank back down on his knees, the pace meaning Finn could feel Leo's walls squeezing around him as he did. Thinking the teasing would be over, Finn laid his head back against the rug, his eyes falling shut as he focused entirely on the feeling of his boyfriend around him. His hands came to settle on Leo's hips, his fingers creating indents in the skin there. 

Leo, however, didn't seem to want to follow that plan. His pace stayed the same, slowly rising then dropping down suddenly, pausing for a second before repeating it. The tip of Finn's cock jabbed at his prostate every time his ass met Finn's thighs; he was more than happy with this slow pace, his legs already tingling with pleasure. 

''Babe, c'mon.'' Finn's voice was a deep grumble, frustration clear in the harsh set of his brows. 

''Quoi? You feel good, non?'' When Finn was about to protest, Leo continued before he could. ''I can feel you throbbing, don't lie.'' His grin was cocky and bright, it made Finn's face flush and his balls ache. ''You can take another few minutes.'' The check-in was hidden within the statement, Finn's begrudging murmur of agreement as opposed to a whisper of a colour showing he, in fact, could handle it.

A low whimper emanated from Finn's throat when Leo kept the same pace but leaned a stabilising hand on the hard muscle of his chest, his other hand sliding up the entirety of Finn's body until he could loop it around his neck, applying light pressure from his shoulder. A soft moan escaped from Leo's mouth at the sight of Finn's eyes rolling back in his head. He could feel Finn swallow beneath his palm, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. 

After one of the what felt like hundreds of times he dropped back down until their hips met, Finn opened his eyes when Leo didn't rise up again. He made an anguished sound when Leo just looked down at him expectantly, a smile dancing in his eyes. ''I don't know what you want from me,'' he groaned, trying to think of what Leo could be waiting for.

''Take what you want,'' was all Leo said. 

Finn raised a brow as if to ask if he was serious before he thought better of it. He planted his feet flat on the floor, tightening his grip on Leo's hips. His hips jerked uncontrollably, pounding up into Leo as hard as he could, harsh jabs that Leo felt the entire way up his body. Now, the hands balanced on Finn's chest and neck were necessary to keep him upright, not just to tease him. Finn's moans were punched out, his teeth gritted viciously as he kept his pace; he kept his eyes trained on Leo the entire time, watching his face crumple in pleasure. 

With a small smack to Leo's thigh, Finn gave a simple instruction. ''Hands and knees.'' Leo, surprisingly, complied without hesitation. ''Spread your legs wider, I know you can.'' Leo, again, complied, hands knees spread wide and hands balanced on the floor. Finn positioned himself behind him, sliding back into him with a long, drawn-out groan. A hand tangled suddenly in Leo's hair, tugging until his head tilted all the way back until it rested against his shoulder. Finn turned his head to the side, nipping harshly along his neck, sucking marks and biting deeply into the skin. 

The rapid movement of Leo's arm made him glance down, batting his hand away and taking his leaking cock in his own hand, jerking quickly. The position of Leo's head meant he moaned right into Finn's ear, whimpering and mumbling out soft pleas for more. 

''Baby, gonna cum,'' Leo whispered, face drawn as he panted out heavy whines. 

''Cum for me, sweetheart, please.'' 

Leo was sent over the edge when Finn angled his hips to hit his prostate head-on once more. Finn kept jerking him off, painting his own stomach white as he milked Finn's cock until he filled him. Panting heavily, Leo leaned forward, resting with his arms folded on the empty sofa cushion in front of him as Finn pulled out. 

A shudder ran through Leo as Finn's hands ran soothingly down his back. Another pair of hands skimmed across his body, lips brushing against his ear as a soft voice spoke. ''Can you take another?'' 

Leo nodded, humming excitedly, shuffling his hips and arching his back, sticking his ass out as Logan moved to settle behind him. Logan lubed himself up quickly. ''I won't last long,'' he mumbled, carefully pushing into him. He eased himself in slowly, bottoming out and pressing kisses to his shoulders as he gave him time to adjust.

''Move,'' Leo mumbled after a short while. 

Logan leaned his forehead in between his shoulderblades, gently rocking his hips in and out of him. He kept a smooth rhythm, hips only faltering when he got close. Leo's cock was hanging soft between his legs, the tip still wet with cum; the overstimulation was nice for him, Logan not going out of his way to hit his prostate so he wasn't overwhelmed. A soft breath slipping from his lips, Leo hummed at the sensation of Logan filling him, his hips grinding in circles to ride himself through it. 

Ever the help, Finn already had wipes and tissue to hand, cleaning Leo up once Logan pulled out. Leaning with his back against Finn's chest as he cleaned off his stomach, their attention turned to the dark-haired boy on the sofa when a cut-off moan echoed from it. The three turned just in time to see Reg cum, streaks of white painting his torso as his hips ground up into his fist. His pale skin was flushed from his chest up to his cheeks, his lips bitten raw. He lay there, panting for a moment, turning his head when a voice began in a very offended tone.

''Excuse me...'' Finn did a vague gesture at the three on the floor. ''Three willing participants here.'' 

Reg pouted, folding his arms under his head. ''Thought you weren't gonna touch me because I was sore?'' 

''Technically, that was a no on fucking. Making you cum is always a yes,'' Logan mumbled, kneeling in front of Reg, leaning forward to kiss him slowly. He pulled away with a small, pleased hum before moving to drag his tongue along the skin between Reg's ribs; he licked up the cum that was there, peppering open-mouthed kisses to the skin after. He maintained eye contact with Reg the entire time, bright green eyes staring up at his, lashes long and fluttering as he did. Reg tangled a hand in his curls, tugging him up into a sensual kiss full of tongue. 

Pulling away, Reg lay back and looked up at Leo with a pout, tilting his head slightly. 

''What are you all pouty for?'' Logan laughed.

''I can't say.''

''Why's that?''

''Because someone,'' there was a pointed look, ''threatened to punish me for it.''

''Darlin', the reason why is a valid reason that I'm not budging on. Not today.'' Leo raised a brow, willing him to argue; he somehow managed to look serious even with Finn peppering kisses behind his ear.

Reg smirked, pretending to bite his lip against it. ''I like when you get all serious. It's sexy.'' 

''You're insufferable.'' Leo's soft smile gave away that he wasn't actually mad, a worry that sometimes lingers in the back of his mind whenever they bantered with each other. 

''You love me,'' he said back. 

''Mm, true,'' Leo mumbled, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his lips, nipping his bottom lip lightly. 

 

''You want my opinion?'' A nod. ''Take off the shirt for a sec.'' A pause. ''Yeah, parfait, go like that.''

''Babe! I need constructive opinions, I can't really show up shirtless can I?'' Logan folded his arms over his chest, two shirt options still in hand. 

''Hey, everyone there has seen you half-naked at some point before. You can be the designated eye candy for the night.'' Reg popped another crisp into his mouth, chewing with a cheeky grin on his face.

''Fair point, however,'' Lo gestured outside, ''winter. I'll quite literally freeze to death.''

''Don't stress, baby, I'll keep you warm.'' Reg gave him an exaggerated wink, snorting when he tried his hardest not to smile at his antics. 

''Fish,'' Logan drawled out a yell. ''I need outfit opinions and Regie's just flirting with me.'' 

There was a patter of feet before Finn appeared in the doorway from the hall, a towel slung around his waist. ''Bold of you to assume I'm not going to do exactly that but continue, what's your question?'' 

''Pick a shirt.'' Short and simple. 

''I prefer the whole no-shirt thing you've got going on right now but,'' he paused for a moment, taking in the options, ''the left one.'' 

''Merci, chéri.'' He turned to face Reg once again, sticking his tongue out playfully, smiling when it made Reg laugh brightly mid-chew. ''You sure you don't wanna borrow some clothes from me? I don't mind, sweetheart, honest,'' Logan said as he tugged said shirt on. 

''Non, non, I need to stop by mine anyway,'' Reg assured.

''Quoi? For what?''

Reg looked at him like he'd grown another head, making Logan look even more confused. ''Hmmm, now I wonder, is there anything happening tomorrow that I might need something for?'' he joked, looking at Logan expectantly, jaw falling open in disbelief when he looked just as clueless. ''A celebration, perhaps? A celebration of someone's birth? Logan! It's your fucking birthday!'' 

''Oh! Non, I know that, I just...why do you need to go to yours?''

''To get your gift?'' Reg answered, utterly confused.

''I- baby, you didn't have to get me something,'' Lo mumbled softly. 

''Oh, I thought I was obliged, I'll take it back then,'' Reg said, the fact he was joking written in the look he was giving him that pretty much said 'be serious'. Lo rolled his eyes lightly, crawling into his lap, cupping his face between his hands. 

''Thank you.''

''You don't even know what I got you yet,'' Reg laughed. ''It might be ugly pairs of socks.''

''Je m'en fiche.'' Logan pressed several chaste kisses to his lips. ''Love you.''

''Love you too, angel.'' 

 

 

The three boys got ready, checking their outfits by Reg before they finally made to leave. After sending a text to his brother as a warning, something learned from many awkward encounters, Reg jumped in the front seat, smiling shyly out the window when Finn's hand naturally came to fall on his thigh. He caught glaces of Finn out the corner of his eye, feeling like he'd already stared too much in the house but really, he looked sinfully good. They all did, naturally, making Reg have to suppress a stroppy pout when he remembered Leo's rule. Finn was in a pair of soft grey jeans, a white, unfairly tight polo matched with it. Leo was, obviously, in a white tank, a pair of jeans on that hugged his ass and hips then loosened off just enough to not be considered skinny jeans but tight enough to show off the never-ending length of his legs. Finally, Logan...jesus. Even with the shirt on he'd be designated eye candy. Low-rise, baggy, blue jeans that slung low on his hips, a navy button down chucked over top; he'd let the boys choose how many buttons undone looked best, meaning he had a grand total of four buttons actually holding the shirt together. His layered necklaces trailed down the centre of his entire chest, drawing attention to the toned muscle there.

Reg turned in his seat to look back at Leo, sat behind Finn. ''You're absolutely sure there's nothing I can do to change this rule of yours?''

''Darlin'.''

''I'll take that as a 'no'.''

They pulled up to the house, Reg yelling that they were there as soon as he opened the door. ''Oh, dear god, babe, put some clothes on quick,'' Sirius' sarcastic voice came from the living room. He rounded the corner and grinned at Reg's eye roll, Remus yelling a 'hi' from the kitchen. 

Heading upstairs, Reg smiled softly at how comfortably they moved around his room, Finn lying back against his pillows with Leo next to him, Logan perching on the window seat - his favourite part of Reg's room. They chattered back and forth as Reg shuffled through his wardrobe, chucking clothes on the end of his bed. 

He suppressed a smile at the wolf-whistles when he shucked out his shirt, rolling his eyes instead and tugging on the fitted turtleneck he'd picked out, quickly sliding his trousers up his hips. 

''How long till the party starts?'' 

Finn flicked his phone screen on. ''About 20 minutes.'' 

''Cubs, we're leaving before Nat skins us for being late!'' Remus yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

''Yeah, we're coming down now,'' Reg answered back. They all headed down, Reg with a coloured bag in hand, holding it away from where Logan was trying to peek inside. ''You'll see tomorrow, have some patience,'' he laughed.

''Don't even try, babe. He's a nightmare with finding presents and figuring out what they are,'' Finn sighed, smiling though when Logan brushed a wet kiss to his cheek. They all piled back into Reg's car, Reg quickly shutting Logan's birthday bag in the boot before he got a good look in. 

They pulled up outside the Winter-O'Hara residence right on time, thank god. Natalie flinging the door open, looking gorgeous in a sparkling blue cocktail dress. ''Merry almost Christmas, boys!'' She gave them all hugs and cheek kisses as they walked through the threshold, Finn practically running through once she let him go as Alex appeared behind her. Hugging closely, Alex wrapped an arm tight around Finn's shoulders, holding him to him and smiling as they spoke to each other in hushed tones. Pulling away after several seconds, Finn practically bounced on the balls of his feet as he turned to the boys, all filing through the door. 

''Is this the part where I pretend not to know so you can tell me properly like last time?'' Alex grinned, taking a sip of his beer, passing Finn one from the ice bucket on the side. 

''Yup!'' 

''Don't panic, darlin'. Alex loves you.'' Leo kissed Reg's temple when he saw Reg tense slightly as Finn began looking round for him. Alex came over before Finn did, giving the usual bro-hugs to Leo and Logan, doing the same to Reg. They'd met a several times since Reg first came to Gryff and they'd actually gotten on really well; their matching sarcastic senses of humour making them a hilarious pair to stand near during a party. Kase then came running out the bedroom, buttoning up his shirt as he did and saying his hellos to those already there. 

''Lex,'' Finn began, ''Reg is officially our boyfriend, a shock, I know.'' 

''I dunno, Kase might have to catch me.'' They all laughed, Kasey popping up behind him. 

''Falling for me again, O'Hara?'' A jab to the ribs had him laughing, kissing the back of Alex's neck. ''Finally tell him then?'' 

Finn's grin gave it away, along with Reg's deep flush at the attention - paired with a soft smile. At that point, Dumo and Celeste appeared at the door, childless tonight as they'd managed to wrangle a babysitter for the evening. Logan gave Reg's waist a soft squeeze, heading over with a happy shout. 

''Salut, mon chou,'' Celeste grinned, pulling Logan into a tight hug. ''I hear you have something to tell me,'' she said as she pulled away, eyes bright when she saw how happy Lo was at the mention of it.

Reg caught his eye when he felt Lo looking at him, heading over when Logan ushered him to do so. 

''Hi, Mrs. Dumais,'' Reg smiled. 

''Celeste,'' she corrected, leaning forward to give him a hug too. ''Hello, my darling.'' She paused for a moment, looking between the two until Logan laughed. 

''Oui, maman, we're dating Regie.'' 

Celeste clapped excitedly. ''Finally! My goodness, I told Pascal the first day I saw you four in the same room that there was something there. I'm so glad you're all happy, sweethearts but really it took yous long enough. Too much pining not enough talking," she scolded Logan in a way that was loving which really threw Reg for a second. She said it with a pointed look which made him think that phrase had been mentioned a lot. "So, who got their head out their ass first. I want to know details." Her joy was infectious, she seemed to practically glow with it, filling the room with her smile and laughter - no wonder Dumo was so enraptured by her. 

Logan laughed along with her brightly, smiling at Reg with soft eyes when he practically felt some of the tension slip from his shoulders, his hand coming to curl around Logan's as he shuffled up to his side a bit more. "Harzy, obviously."

"Flirting?" was all Celeste said.

Another laugh and Logan nodded.

"Remind me to give that boy some extra dessert the next time we have dinner," Celeste decided. "Come over for New Years Day? The kids have been dying to have their Tremzy back for a big dinner."
 
Lo lit up at the suggestion. "Oui! Bien sûr. Dieu, I've missed you so much. I know I see you all the time but-"

"We miss you too, Tremzy." She cupped his cheeks, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead before turning to Reg, a gentle hand coming to rest on his shoulder. "Is there anything you're allergic to or anything you don't like, honey?"

"Oh, non. With how everyone raves about your cooking, even if I was, I'd probably still eat it." Celeste smiled brightly at the compliment, giving his shoulder and affectionate squeeze. Before she could reply, Leo's voice came from across the room.

"Loves, you want drinks?"

"I'll go help before he starts trying to to carry everyone's drinks at once," Reg whispered conspiringly. Celeste moved her hand to squeeze his shoulder once more before he lightly pecked Logan's lips when he tilted his head for a kiss.

Celeste gave Logan a questioning look when Reg left.

"Hates sweet potatoes, absolutely hates 'em." She nodded in reply, linking arms with him and heading over to go and say hello to her other son in law who'd earned himself some extra goodies.

"C'mere, princess." Leo held Reg tightly in his arms, trying to soothe his lightly shaking frame. "What's up, hm?"

"Rien," came Reg's muffled voice. "I- I basically just met his mom."

"Oh, darlin'. Celeste adores you already, you know that."

"Oui, I know. Didn't realise how scared I was that she wouldn't approve of me. Her opinion means everything to Lo, like Alex's does for Fish-"

"Non." Leo pulled back slightly, gripping Reg's jaw between his thumb and forefinger gently. "We love you. Even if you somehow became public enemy number 1 by, I don't know, blowing up Celeste's kitchen or something," Reg laughed softly, "we would still love you just as much. There's nothing you can do to make us not love you, oui?"

Reg quickly agreed before he could think about that too much. Unconditional love was genuinely something he didn't believe existed - but he wasn't going to bring that up now. So, he agreed and accepted the gentle kiss that soothed the rest of his trembles and made him melt against him before helping fix some drinks. Before they made their way back into the living room, Leo stopped Reg for a moment.

"You sure you're alright, darlin'?"

Rising up onto his tiptoes and pressing a hand lightly to Leo's torso to balance himself, Reg brushed a soft, slow kiss to his lips. "As long as your parents aren't hiding in a cupboard somewhere, yes, I'm fine."

Leo tutted quietly. "'M afraid not, my ma's claustrophobic so you're safe from anymore stressful introductions for tonight."

They carried Lo's rum and coke out to him, Reg carrying a beer with it for himself, Leo following close behind with a mixture of something that smelled like fruits for Kasey and Nat and his beer as well. Handing off the drinks, Leo was looking round for Nat when she walked in from the hallway with James and Lily in tow, Halla running in behind them. They made the rounds and said hello to everyone, Nat jogging over when Leo held up her drink.

"I need to borrow you," Nat said to Reg, hand poised on his wrist.

"Uh, okay?" Reg agreed uncertainly, making a startled noise when Nat used the grip to tug him towards the hallway. His confusion grew when he saw his brother in a similar position with Lily, who grinned excitedly at Nat when she saw them.

"Alright, you two, come with us please," Lily opened the door to the downstairs bathroom, stepping aside to allow Nat to usher them inside. Shutting the door behind them, Nat rifled around in a drawer, passing Lily a pair or scissors and grabbing something else and hiding it behind her back. Reg had hopped up onto the counter of the sink, not able to help but be intrigued by whatever they had planned.

"Are we being murdered?" was all Sirius asked, warily eyeing the way Lily was holding the scissors.

"Why would you be being murdered?" Nat asked incredulously.

"You've dragged us into a bathroom with no explanation armed with a pair of scissors and hiding something behind your back, it's not exactly hard to figure how we might get to that possible conclusion." Sirius nodded in agreement with Reg's statement.

"Oh my god, you're both such drama queens. No. We're just fulfilling the number one thought anyone has whenever they first see you both." Lily looked at them expectantly, waiting for them to catch on to what she was saying. When they didn't, she continued. "Pale skin, jet black hair, grey eyes...." 

"I- you're making us into emos?" Sirius suggested. 

Reg cackled loudly, both at the comment and the exasperation on their faces. 

Seeing now that they were never going to get there on their own, Nat sighed and filled in the blanks, finally showing what she was hiding. "Eyeliner!"

"Oh," the two boys drawled in sync.

"So, arguably you're kind of right about the emo thing but that wasn't really what we were going for." 

Reg raised his beer in a form of raising his hand. "Question. Can we explain the scissors now please?" 

"It's a new liner, you can't ever get these fuckers open without almost losing a tooth," Nat explained. "So...." she waved the liner in hand, "yes or no?" 

"Sure," Reg shrugged. 

"Why not," Sirius answered as well. 

The music started blaring through the speakers as they began applying the liner, Sirius going first. That obviously meant the others had shown up and the party was officially starting. Lily did a small wing at the corner of Sirius' eyes, lightly smudging pencil liner across his lower lash line.

"Alright, what do you think?" Sirius turned and looked in the mirror behind him, a bright grin spreading across his face. 

"Lils you're a fucking miracle worker." 

She laughed, smiling back before ushering him our the bathroom. "C'mon, I wanna see Remus' reaction." They slipped out the door quietly, hunting for Remus in the now dim lighting, the bright lighting from before being replaced by strobe LEDs that were definitely Kasey's choice. 

Reg went next, Nat using the pencil liner to smudge along his upper and lower lines when Reg mentioned he liked the shadowy look it gave Sirius. She added a small flick at the inner and outer corners for added 'flair'. ''Good god, if I didn't enjoy driving those three insane, I'd almost feel bad for the fact they'll have to look at you looking like this for hours on end without being able to do anything about it.'' 

''I'm not sure Leo would anyways,'' Reg mumbled, fighting to keep the pout off his face. 

At Nat's absolutely baffled look as to why the hell he wouldn't jump at the chance, Reg battled inwardly for a few moments before figuring that out of all the things the Cubs have probably spoken with Nat about, both before and since they got together, this wouldn't be nearly half as graphic or detailed. 

''Well, last night, me and Finn...you know.'' He cringed at his awkwardness for a moment but Nat dissipated it within seconds.

''Understand all the hype now, huh?'' Nat's smirk was clear on her face. 

''I'm starting to get where people are coming from now, yeah,'' he smiled in response to her bright grin. ''But, Leo has flat-out refused to fuck me at any point today because I am apparently 'too sore' and he 'doesn't wanna hurt me'.'' (Finger quotes were, in fact, used). 

''Ah, I can't say I'm surprised. However, I do think this is probably your best bet for getting him to maybe break that little rule. And even if he doesn't, watching him battle with himself about it will be prime time entertainment for the night.'' Reg cackled at how proud of herself she looked. She looked softly at him for a moment before speaking again. ''Not to get all mushy but I want you to know that I'm there for you just as much as I'm there for the boys, yeah? Night or day, no matter what it's about, I'm here if you need.'' 

''I know. Thanks, Nat.''

''Oh, thank god the whole Natalie thing is dead. I was going to chase you with a beer bottle if you started a Mrs. Winter-O'Hara thing.'' Snorting and gently swinging his legs from where he was still perched on the counter so his foot bopped against her hip, he slid down and accepted the tight hug she pulled him into. ''Now, c'mon, I wanna see those boys stop working.'' 

She put her hands on his shoulders and guided him through the door, peering over his shoulder to scan the now sizeable crowd for any familiar silhouettes. Two heads of ginger curls swam into view when they walked through the doorway leading from the hallway into the living room. Reg smiled at Nat over his shoulder right before she slipped around him and walked up to Alex, effectively capturing his attention when she pressed up close to his front and pushed up onto her tiptoes in the name of him being able to hear her, one hand balanced on his chest, nails drawing delicate circles there. Finn turned, smiling brightly, when Reg gently touched the small of his back to alert him of his presence. 

''Hey, ba- woah.'' Finn blinked, eyes wide and very Bambi-y as he scanned over the darkness smudged around his eyes. 

''He looks good, huh?'' The smirk was so obvious in Nat's voice as it echoed from behind Finn. Said man waved a hand behind him, eyes still trained on Reg's face. It was apparently aimed at gaining his brother's attention as he mumbled a quick ''marry her.'' 

''I, uh, already did that, actually," Alex replied, wiggling the fingers on his left hand to show the black band there. 

''Marry her again.'' 

Their chuckles were heard as well as their quiet whispers of Alex trying to figure out what she was 'up to now' as they slipped away into the crowd. "So," Reg began, fluttering his lashes, "what do you think?" 

''I think,'' Finn dragged the word out, gradually fading out. ''Nothing, I have no thoughts other than 'pretty' flying around in there right now.'' His palms cupped Reg's hips, sliding slowly until his arms wrapped around his waist, hands settling on the small of his back. He tugged in gradually until Reg was pressed up close against his front, his hands sliding up Finn's arms, fingers pressing against the muscle there until they came to settle on his shoulders before hooking around his neck. Finn's breath panted across Reg's face, surprisingly shaky in a way that made Reg's stomach twist pleasantly; a mix between embarrassment and pride at the attention and effect he was having on him. 

Pushing up onto his toes, Reg brushed their lips together gently in a small peck, Finn deepening the kiss by pressing back firmly, a hand sliding up Reg's back to press between his shoulder blades and keep him close and steady. A hand slipped from behind Finn's neck to cup Finn's cheek, thumb stroking along his cheekbone with a feather-light touch, smiling into the kiss when Finn groaned softly. ''Baby.'' 

''Hm?'' Reg pulled back a fraction, his lips still resting against Finn's, nose bumping softly against his. 

''Is it too early to go home?'' 

Reg lightly flicked Finn's cheek. ''Yes! Your brother's a host, which means we need to stay for longer than ten minutes.''

''Sadist,'' Finn mumbled. 

''You must be rubbing off on me.''

''I fucking wish.'' A surprised laugh bubbled from Reg's chest, falling back onto flat feet and leaning to hide his laughs in Finn's chest. ''You walked into that one,'' Finn chuckled, smiling despite himself at the sound of his bright laugh. When Reg finally calmed himself and looked up at him once more, Finn leaned down to place gentler kisses to his lips, soft and slow, telling him wordlessly that 'pretty', 'pretty', pretty' was still on loop in his mind. ''So,'' he said, eventually pulling away, ''what'd Lo and Knutty say?'' 

''You were victim number one.'' 

''Oh, I feel so special,'' Finn grinned, patting Reg's hips and guiding him through the crowd by holding his waist to find their boyfriends. They found Logan first, chatting with Dumo, Celeste and Cole; who must've arrived when Reg was in the bathroom. Celeste was in the middle of somehow kindly lecturing Cole on eating fuller meals when he's putting so many extra hours in the gym; Logan and Dumo both watching and looking humoured and sympathetic, having been on the other end of that conversation many times. 

As they got closer, Logan spotted the two of them out the corner of his eye, excusing himself and heading over to meet them halfway. The next flash of the LED strobe lights (yup, definitely Kasey's doing) lit Reg's face enough for Logan to see him. His mouth dropped open comically, the edges quirking up in a smirk as he reached out to rest his hands on Reg's chest - effectively sandwiching him between Finn and himself. ''I'm gonna go find the string-bean,'' Finn whispered in his ear, placing a gentle kiss to the shell of it before disappearing after giving his hips a quick squeeze. 

''Who do we have to thank for this?'' 

''Nat and Lils,'' Reg smiled at the way Logan's eyes were trained on the darkness around his eyes. 

''Knew I loved those two for a reason.'' 

''Question while you think about how to say thank you: what's the policy on kissing in the name of seduction in the vicinity of the adoptive parents?'' In reply, Logan's hands reached up to cup his cheeks, pulling him down the few centimetres to meet his lips. He held him there and steady, slipping his tongue into his mouth and tilting his head to deepen the kiss as much as possible. ''Wow,'' Reg mumbled when he pulled away, dazed and panting softly, his pupils blown. ''I'm guessing the answer is 'no policy'.''  

''Usually, I like to keep it PG but there's always exceptions. You look so fucking pretty, baby.'' 

''Another thing you might wanna thank Nat for,'' Reg began, begging himself to keep the grin off his face and look calm. ''It's not waterproof.'' Logan's brows furrowed as he tried to think about why that was a good thing. Reg leaned forward, resting their foreheads together. ''You can help me cry it off later, non?'' 

Lo moaned softly at the image. ''Sweetheart, don't do this to me.'' 

Reg couldn't help but laugh softly. ''Just throwing out ideas here.'' 

''You're turning me on is what you're doing.'' 

''I'm multitasking.'' 

''I'll make you a deal.''

Reg hummed, pretending to think about it for a moment. ''Go on.'' 

''I'll help you try to convince Knutty to revoke the no fucking for today rule if you stop 'throwing out ideas'. My jeans are too low-waisted for it."

''Deal. Seal it with a kiss.'' Logan hooked his fingers into the neck of his turtleneck, tugging him down with it, placing a deep kiss to his lips. 

Finn came over then. ''Found him, he's over by the hallway.'' 

''Alright, I'll go over and get his mind in the gutter then you can come and seduce to your heart's content.'' Logan's grin was cheeky and excited. He headed in Leo's direction, Finn and Reg unable to stop themselves from watching the subtle sway of his hips as he did, his shoulder shifting slightly so his open shirt slipped down it gracefully, revealing the broad line of his collarbone. 

''Hi, sweetheart,'' Leo said, pressing a quick kiss to his temple as Logan slipped under his arm; Logan suppressed a smile as his eyes lingered on the exposed expanse of his chest before turning back to Kasey to continue talking. He saw Finn talking to Alex out the corner of his eye, gesturing over to the three of them with his best 'younger brother grin' on. With a ruffle of Finn's hair that made him pout, Alex began heading over, sending Logan a wink when he caught him looking in his direction. He came up next to Kasey, arm slipping around his waist, fingertips dipping into the top of his waistband and stroking his nails over the curve of his hip. 

''How's goalie talk goin'?'' 

Kase rolled his eyes, turning his head to look at Alex. ''Wonderful, thank you, Knutty is actually interested in my goalie talk.'' 

''I'm also interested in your goalie talk. I just struggle with listening to you talk about something you love without wanting to be pinned underneath you,'' Alex said like it was obvious. 

''You know, sometimes you're as bad as Nat.'' 

''You love it,'' Alex teased, squeezing his hip lightly. ''But we do have a problem,'' he said, voice suddenly grave. 

''What?'' 

''The cabinet door in the bathroom is loose again, I think you need to come help me fix it before it falls on someone's foot.''

Kase's brows furrowed. ''What cabinet door? We've never had a problem with- oh. Yeah, that door, of course.'' He turned to Leo and Logan. ''Cabinet door emergency, very dangerous. See ya'!'' Kasey let Alex drag him over to the bathroom, Logan and Leo smiling looking after them; Kasey pulling Alex against him before the man even got to swing the door closed behind them. 

''That really looks like a good idea right about now,'' Lo said, adding a wistful sigh to the end of his sentence. 

''Oh yeah?'' Leo pulled Logan until he was pressed tightly up against his front, his hands resting against his chest. 

''Mhm. We could sneak up to the upstairs bathroom like last time,'' Logan grinned when Leo smiled despite himself at the memory. ''You could bend me over the sink, fuck me in front of the mirror again, hm?'' Leo hummed approvingly as he leaned down and pressed his lips to his in a deep kiss. ''Pretend I'm Regie, maybe?'' he whispered against his lips. 

Leo paused, pulling back a few centimetres. ''What was that?'' 

''Well, I figured considering you can't have him today or maybe even tomorrow if he's still sore, you could pretend I'm him. I won't be as sensitive though, I mean, you saw him yesterday, responding to every little thing Harzy did so intensely. He was louder than I thought he'd be, don't you think? It's like he couldn't stop all the pretty, little noises he was making. But, to be fair, he'd never felt anything like that before; anything that good or that amazing. And we both know what Harzy feels like so I really don't blame him.'' 

Leo's whole body had gradually gotten more and more tense as he spoke, hands tightening on his hips. ''Hey Nat, can we use the spare bedroom for a minute?''

''Sure thing, let me know if we need to change the sheets,'' she smirked, going to continue wherever she was heading before stopping in her tracks. ''Quick question: do you have any idea where my boys are? I've been looking for them everywhere.'' After Logan's pointed look at the bathroom door, Nat chuckled, changing her path and going over to it. She knocked with a sing-songy 'yoo-hoo', the door opening just enough for her to slip inside before closing again. 

Taking their lead, Leo led Logan to the spare bedroom they had downstairs, guiding him with a hand curled almost protectively around the back of his neck. He pushed Logan firmly up against the door, crowding up in front of him in the way he knew Lo liked. ''You okay, Knutty?'' Lo peered up at him innocently, confusion colouring his features. ''You look tense.'' 

Leo gripped Logan's wrist, dragging it down from where it was tracing patterns against his chest. Pressing it to the bulge in his jeans, Leo looked down at Logan, his eyes hooded and so blue. ''You caused it, fix it.'' Without breaking eye contact with him, Logan deftly unbuttoned his jeans, tugging the zip down and sliding his hand into his boxers. He tried his hardest, he really did, not to outwardly grin when Leo's eyes fluttered as his hand wrapped around him, jerking him slowly. In all fairness, he did quite well at keeping his face neutral until Reg and Finn's laughter came echoing loudly from the living room, the doorway to it only a few feet from the bedroom door. Leo throbbed notably in his grip at the sound, mind absolutely going back to the image Logan had oh so kindly painted him beforehand. 

''Fuck,'' he mumbled under his breath. His hand came up to rest on Logan's shoulder, Logan dropping to his knees before Leo even had chance to press down to prompt him to. Leo's head dropped back just as Logan's lips wrapped around him, tongue working along the underside of his cock with practised motions. ''There you go,'' his hand came down to tangle in his hair, ''good boy.'' Logan's head bobbed rhythmically, tongue swirling around his tip every few seconds as his hands jerked the length of his cock that wasn't in his mouth.

As Logan got him closer and closer, Leo had to lean a forearm against the door to keep himself standing, forehead resting against it as he tried his hardest to keep his noises down - difficult considering his jaw was lax with pleasure. Just as his legs began trembling slightly, Logan took him deep into his throat, a startled but deep groan escaping from him, making him bite down on his lip as his fingers tightened in Logan's hair. This, apparently acted as encouragement for Logan, bobbing his head faster and adding delicious twists as he was jerking Leo off. ''Oh shit, I'm gonna cum, 'm gonna cum.'' Leo's voice was a broken whisper. 

He came when Logan hummed around him in response, the vibrations intense on his sensitive tip. With a broken whimper and a ragged gasp in, he shook almost silently through his orgasm, Logan pulling away with a smirk and a swipe of his hand over his mouth when Leo's legs jerked from oversensitivity. 

With trembling hands, Leo tugged his boxers and jeans back up over his hips, Logan laughing lightly and helping him with the button when his fingers fumbled with it a few times. Leo peppered gentle kisses to Logan's lips, chest still rising and falling just on the side of too quickly to appear put together. 

''You know,'' Logan said, wrapping his hands around the back of Leo's neck, ''you're lucky I'm not one to be easily offended.'' When Leo just looked at him blankly for a moment, he continued. ''I mean you name how many people you know that would be okay with their boyfriend cumming to the thought of someone else while they're sucking him off.'' Logan just raised a brow at Leo, daring him to dispute it. 

''I- how'd you know?'' Leo looked slightly embarrassed, making him chuckle softly. 

''You called me 'princess' when you came. What were you thinking about?'' Logan was intrigued, the dark blush disappearing down Leo's neck clear on his tanned skin. 

''Fucking him in front of a mirror,'' Leo mumbled, a shy grin spreading across his face. 

''That image really stuck with you, huh?'' Lo laughed.

''Oh and it didn't with you?'' Leo challenged. 

Logan cocked a shoulder. ''I didn't say that.'' He paused for a moment before a cheeky grin spread across his face when he remembered what was waiting for them on the other side of that door. ''I wasn't gonna tell you so it could be a surprise but I don't think your heart will be able to take it. Spoiler: your dick is gonna hate you so much.'' Lo's smile was unwaveringly bright, loving the idea of how torn Leo was going to be in a few minutes. ''Our lovely, lovely ladies Nat and Lily decided that the Black brothers would really look gorgeous in some black eyeliner. They were absolutely right, by the way - another spoiler for you.''

''You're fucking joking.'' 

''Nope,'' Lo answered, popping the 'p' obnoxiously. 

''I don't know if I should buy them a present or...I don't know, steal all their eyeliner.'' 

''Trust me, it's gonna be the first one.'' 

''He looks stunning, doesn't he?'' Leo sighed. 

''Absolutely fucking gorgeous I'm sorry to say.''

''Uh-huh, sure you are. Menace,'' he mumbled as an afterthought. 

After a small, self-satisfied giggle, Logan replied to him, rising up onto his tiptoes and booping his nose against Leo's. ''You love me,'' he whispered, blinking big, green eyes up at him. 

''Very much, yes.'' Logan, yes Logan, couldn't help but blush at the reverence in the blue hue of his eyes. ''C'mon,'' he whispered after a slow, loving kiss, ''let's go torture me and my premature choice to not fuck one of my gorgeous boyfriends.'' 

''I'll lead the way!''

Chapter 12: A Curly-Headed Birthday

Summary:

ALLLLRIGHTY another chapter down!

It's Logan's birthdayyyyyy!

There's a bit of angst at the start but it's resolved quickly.

Spoiler for the next chapter: lots of spicy giggles and fun

{PSA: Logan is defo a trainer/sneaker kid and I won't hear anything different}

~14,500
ENJOY MY LOVES xx

Leo quite literally hadn't let go of him since he'd set eyes on him. Whether it was a gentle palm resting on the small of his back or an arm curled protectively around his waist, his thumb stroking along his abdomen, he was always touching him. He'd seen him do this before, a while ago before they were together, after someone had brushed far too close to Finn to be considered an accident at a party; you'd be surprised how quickly people give you a wide berth when there's a six foot three professional athlete glaring daggers at anyone that gets a bit too close. Reg would never admit how much he'd thought about how, even though they barely knew each other back then, Leo never looked at him with anything but a smile, no matter how close he, even as almost a complete stranger, got to Finn or Logan. 

''Hey, I'm gonna go get a drink, you want a refill?'' Reg spoke into Leo's ear when he leaned down to hear him. 

''Yeah, I'll come with.'' They excused themselves from the large group, the majority of the people at the party having banded together to banter, the music turned down a bit so everyone could hear each other without yelling. Considering most of the people there were either tipsy or flat-out drunk by now, everyone was now sat around the living room, slouched over sofas and armchairs, many sprawled on the floor, laughing and jumping in with quips and comments as they chatted about whatever came to people's minds.

Reg picked up the coke bottle to refill his cup but then paused, grabbing the tequila and filling his cup probably a bit too much instead. 

''Tequila?'' Leo asked, topping up his redbull and vodka with much more redbull than he had earlier in the night.

''Yup,'' Reg replied, popping the 'p'.

''You alright?'' 

Reg went to answer again before he changed his mind. ''Kiss me,'' he said, turning to him, a hand perched on his hip, the other leant on the counter. 

''I- huh?'' Leo blinked, baffled by the sudden change in subject.

''Kiss me,'' he repeated. Still confused but obliging nonetheless, Leo gently cupped Reg's cheek, softly kissing him before pulling back. With a small smile, he leaned back down to kiss him again when Reg just puckered his lips expectantly. 

''Anything else?'' Leo asked, voice low and sweet. 

Reg shook his head silently, grabbing his cup and heading back into the living room, Leo in tow. The Cubs were packed on a two-seater sofa in the corner of the room, Logan sat on the floor in front of it, leaned up against Finn's leg. Finn was sat on the sofa, ankle propped on his knee, his hand settled on the back of Logan's neck, thumb rubbing along the skin there. Getting back on the sofa, Reg leaned his back into Finn's side, pressing a kiss to his bicep when his arm wrapped around his shoulder. Leo lifted his legs, sitting down next to them and laying them over his lap. 

''Oh god, is that neat tequila?'' Finn asked, nose wrinkling at the smell.

''Uh-huh.'' Reg squirmed slightly as Leo's hand rested on his ankle, squeezing the muscle there lightly. 

''You uncomfy, baby?'' Leo asked, sipping his drink. 

''Non, 'm fine.'' 

''Can we explain the tequila?'' Finn asked again.

''I wanna get drunk.'' Reg didn't elaborate, drinking it down as quickly as he dared so he didn't completely sear his throat. 

''Slow down,'' Leo said offhandedly, catching the movement out the corner of his eye. ''Princess,'' he said again when Reg made no movement to take the cup away from his lips. '' Regie .'' His voice hardened, his eyes burning through the bottom of the cup until Reg could feel it without even looking at him. Despite himself, he lowered the cup, looking towards where Kasey and Remus were arguing back and forth about...something; pretending to be paying attention to them. ''What's wrong with you?'' Leo was looking at him intently, looking him over like he was checking he hadn't bumped his head when he wasn't looking and got a concussion. 

''What do you mean? I'm fine,'' Reg said back, eyes still not looking in his direction. 

''Look at me.'' 

Reg just hummed like he didn't hear what he said. Surprisingly, Leo bristled but didn't repeat himself, his grip only tightening slightly with irritation where it was still looped around his ankle. 

The party wrapped up a few hours later, the lot of them stumbling out the house to their respective cars. Finn hadn't drank more than a beer, keeping on redbulls for the remainder of the night after his first drink when they'd got there, considering he'd opted to be designated driver for the night. Consequently, despite Leo only being slightly tipsy, he'd drank too much to drive safely and Logan and Reg were... well, they wouldn't be able to drive anything in any sort of a remotely straight line if they tried. 

They were one of the last ones to leave, Remus and Sirius only just leaving before they did, only those that actually lived there with them now. Finn, somehow, managed to herd Reg and Logan out towards the car as Leo said goodbye to Nat.

''If you need help with whatever's going on, call me, I'll be up for a while,'' Nat said. 

''That's the thing, I don't know what's going on. Everything was fine then all of a sudden he was chugging back fucking tequila like it was lemonade and snarking his way through every sentence. It wasn't his usual sarcasm - I know what that's like and that definitely wasn't it,'' Leo whispered furiously, trying to keep his voice down considering the others were just over by the door. 

''So... he was being a brat?''

''Well- yeah but he usually isn't. He gets grumpy if he wants attention, not bratty. And especially not that cold either. He was fine with the boys, it's me he's upset at.'' 

''Try and talk to him, just the two of you.''

''I just don't know if I should do it tonight or leave it till he's more sober.'' 

''The black brothers can sober up quickly if they need to, we've both seen it. Do it tonight or at least try, you don't wanna be hashing it out during Tremzy's birthday, do you?''

''Yeah. Yeah that makes sense, tonight then.'' Leo rubbed a hand down his face, pinching the bridge of his nose and trying to roll out the tightness in his shoulders. 

''Keep me updated, yeah?'' Leo nodded, leaning down to accept her hug, heading over to the door and saying bye to Kasey and Alex before getting in the car. Logan and Reg had been herded into the backseat where they were, apparently, very content to sit and makeout the entire way home. He'd been snuggled up to Finn all night and was obviously not upset with Logan if the way he held him close to his entire body was any indication. Leo wracked his brain the whole way trying to figure out how he'd managed to upset him. 

''Can you and Lo go for a shower when we get in?'' he mumbled to Finn, who just nodded and squeezed his thigh sympathetically. 

''Princess,'' Leo said when Reg went to follow Finn and Logan upstairs. ''Stay down here for a sec?'' 

With a sigh he did nothing to try and conceal, Reg turned, slumping off the bottom step and heading into Leo's direction, still leaving a solid several feet of space between them and crossing his arms over his chest. He really did a wonderful job of looking as bored as possible. ''You sobered up quick,'' Leo said plainly, the flushed look on Reg's face having dissipated, making him look considerably less drunk than he had on the way home.

''I barely drank.''

''You're joking , right?''

''My rum and cokes were more coke than rum and I had like three of them if that.''

Leo looked at him like he was crazy. ''And I hallucinated the tequila you necked?''

''I only drank half and threw it up within ten minutes anyway.''

With a worried look, Leo stepped towards him. ''You were sick? Why didn't you tell me?''

''What for? So you could sit and coddle me? I'm alright, actually.'' 

Baffled at the unfiltered sarcasm and distaste, Leo decided to drop the mediator agenda. ''You don't want coddling? Fine, what the fuck is wrong with you, huh? I can't fix or apologise for whatever I've done if you don't tell me what's up.'' Reg laughed humorlessly, not even looking at Leo anymore, he hadn't for the last few exchanges. When Reg didn't continue after that, Leo walked to close the distance between them. His hand gently cupped his jaw, despite the frustration rolling off him in waves, tilting his head up to him. '' Look at me, I'm sick of you not looking at me when I'm trying to talk to you. What. Is. Wrong ?'' 

Reg's eyes finally flicked to his, looking between the two blue spheres before surging up, his hand wrapping around the back of Leo's head and tugging him down so his lips met Reg's. Leo made a surprised noise into the kiss, his hand sliding up from his jaw to his cheek unconsciously, kissing him back deeply and wrapping his other hand around Reg's hip to pull him up against him. When Reg's hands moved down his chest to push up the hem of his tank and fumble with the button of his jeans, Leo gently looped his hands around his wrists, slowing the kiss down and guiding his hands away. Reg pulled back sharply, stumbling slightly before turning and heading up the stairs. 

''Baby, c'mon,'' Leo said, jogging after him, catching up in a few long strides. He grabbed his arm in a soft grip but Reg shook him off quickly, walking into the bedroom. ''Talk to me, please.'' Reg yanked one of the drawers in the corner of the room open without a word, only beginning to talk when Leo opened his mouth again. 

''You know,'' he said, false humour lacing his tone, ''I actually believed all that shit about not wanting to hurt me. Like genuinely, I thought you were so kind and sweet and-'' he barked a harsh laugh to cut himself off. Leo slid between Reg and the drawers he was shuffling through, looking for clothes to change into. His brows furrowed when Reg looked up at him, tears pooling in his eyes.

''Regie,'' he searched for words. ''Fuck, baby, I hate seeing you so upset, I don't understand what's going on. What can I do?''

'' Want me ,'' Reg breathed, mouth trembling, all of his anger physically dissipating, his body slumping, the tension seeping out his spine. 

''I don't understand, love.''

''You don't want me. Is it because I'm not- last night- you said I was wrong, that you'd still want me even after-''. It took Leo another few seconds to piece everything together. His weird behaviour had started after Leo had seen him when he and Logan had come out the bathroom. He was gorgeous, as Lo had said, Leo couldn't keep his hands off him even as they spoke, constantly aware of his eyes and smile as he chatted with everyone, the warmth of his skin under his fingertips so enticing. But, he'd controlled himself and kept his touches affectionate, careful not to cross the line into too touchy. That was the problem, Leo realised. He'd been so cautious to keep himself under control, stick to his rule he'd made for himself - if he'd so much as kissed him too deeply, he didn't trust himself not to completely throw all that out the window and just give Reg whatever he asked him for as soon as he asked for it. Reg thought that was him not wanting him when it was the opposite. 

''Princess-''

''Don't try and tell me I'm wrong. I was right there for hours , Leo, and you didn't even think about touching me in a way that wasn't just fucking cuddling me.''

''That's literally all I thought about, love.'' He saw Reg's train of thought effectively brake and crash. ''I'm so sorry I didn't tell you how much I wanted you. I didn't let myself do anything more because I didn't trust myself to do that and still be able to stop. If you'd even thought about asking me anything, I would've done it in a heartbeat."

"What?" 

"Sweetheart, of course I still want you. I love you. There's literally never been a time when I haven't wanted you. It's actually gotten worse since last night! Seeing you like that, I just- I know it totally sounds like a line but I don't trust myself. So I figured if I kept everything cute and cuddly I'd be less likely to completely throw all that out the window."

Reg had been holding his breath, the blatant statement reassuring him. Without his permission, his face crumpled, the relief overwhelming him as he felt completely, utterly stupid , the tears spilling over down his cheeks. ''I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I just- I thought-'' Leo pulled him into his chest, one hand lying against the small of his back, the other cupping the back of his head, fingers slowly raking through his hair.

''Don't be sorry, baby, you don't have to be sorry. I'm sorry I let you think that for so long. I didn't realise.'' 

''I should've just spoken to you,'' Reg hiccuped. ''I promised last time I'd come and talk to you instead of jumping to conclusions and- and I didn't .''

''It's alright, sweetheart, it's alright. You're okay, I've got you.'' 

''I was so rude and mean. I love you, there's no excuse to do that to you.'' 

''You were upset. If I ever make you think you aren't wanted, I want you to be rude to me, yeah? Chase me with a bottle of tequila.'' Leo huffed a soft laugh, his own eyes pooling at the fact that Reg had been struggling for hours thinking Leo didn't want him when he fucking cherished him. He felt Reg move slightly with a wet laugh.

"That was so scary." Reg's voice was a breath, shaky as his shoulders trembled. "Thinking you-, I didn't know what to do. I thought I'd lost you."

"Never gonna lose me. You heard what I said in the kitchen, yeah? Nothing is ever gonna make me not love you." Leo pulled back, cupping Reg's cheeks in his hands and stroking his thumbs across the smudges of black on them. "I love you. I'll always want you, when the four of us are old and grey and fucking senile, I'll still want you." 

Reg smiled through his tears, trying to move his face away, knowing he must look like something reminiscent of a raccoon with insomnia. He said as much to Leo, prompting a soft laugh from him. ''Non, tu es belle.'' His thumbs rested gently on the corners of Reg's mouth, leaning down and placing the softest kiss to his lips. ''I'm so sorry for making you cry, princess, never wanna make you cry,'' he whispered. 

''I hate arguing with you. That wasn't nice. We need to agree not to do that,'' Reg mumbled, pouting pronouncedly. 

''Agreed,'' Leo mumbled back, adding a faux-pout to his words. ''I'm so-'' Reg pushed up onto his toes, kissing him deeply. 

He dropped back onto his feet, looking up at Leo with a smile. They both turned their heads to look at the bathroom door when Finn comically peered his head around after cracking it open slightly. ''How we doing out here?'' he whisper-shouted. 

''We're great,'' Reg smiled, sniffing lightly. ''I desperately need to go and wash my face though, this stuff isn't nearly as nice when it's everywhere.'' With a kiss pressed to his forehead, Reg headed into the bathroom, only half-shutting the door behind him considering Leo would be coming in to shower in a few minutes. 

'' So ,'' Logan began, looking at Leo expectantly. 

Leo scrubbed a hand down his face, sighing a deep breath. ''I was so good at not fucking him as soon as I saw him that I made him think I didn't wanna fuck him at all.'' He gave a sarcastic, exasperated smile before grabbing himself and Reg some clothes out for bed and flopping down on the bed, clothes going with him. 

''Hey,'' Finn nudged his knee, prompting him to sit up, feet flat on the floor. ''Did you get everything sorted with him? He's not upset anymore?'' Finn lay his hands on Leo's shoulders, lightly massaging the tightness there. 

''No, he knows that wasn't what was going on now.'' 

Finn nodded. ''And how're you now?''

With another deep breath, Leo hung his head, resting his forehead on Finn's torso as he stood between his legs. ''I feel like I keep screwing up.'' 

''Baby, you're doing so well . It's a misunderstanding. I know it sucks in the moment but don't let it make you think you aren't doing a great job. Hell, the whole problem stemmed from you having an insane amount of self-control.'' Finn's knuckle tapped under his chin to prompt him to look up. ''You're okay. Regie's okay. Don't panic.'' 

''I made him think I didn't want him, fish,'' Leo whispered, blue eyes broken-hearted as he looked up at him. 

''Shh,'' Finn whispered back, running his fingers through the top of Leo's hair soothingly. ''He knows you want him, yes?'' Leo nodded gently. ''No reason to stress then, right?'' he continued. Leo nodded again, tenseness softening. Finn always knew to appeal to the logical side of his brain to override the emotional one when he was being overwhelmed by it - something he and Momma Knut shared in abundance it seemed. 

''Babe?'' Reg's soft voice came before his head peeked around the door. ''You coming for a shower?''

Logan, who had been sitting on the bed next to Leo and rubbing circles on his back, smiled softly at the slight tinge of redness Reg's skin had taken on because of scrubbing the eyeliner off. It was endearing, made him look young and soft . ''You get in, I'll be in in just a minute.'' 

'''Kay,'' he replied, a gentle smile on his face when he made eye contact with Logan, tilting his head in silent question. When Logan just shook his head, smile still on his face, Reg narrowed his eyes jokingly, assessing him before giggling softly and dipping back into the bathroom, the sound of the water flowing coming a moment later. 

''Thank you,'' Leo mumbled, looking up at Finn then pressing a kiss to Logan's cheek, letting him know the thanks was directed to him as well. 

''I love you,'' Finn whispered into his hair, kissing the top of his head before stepping back and going to get some clothes on, getting cold in just the towel he was wearing when Leo whispered it back. Leaning over to press chaste pecks to Logan's lips, Leo lightly nipped his bottom lip. 

''Love you too, baby.'' 

''And I love you,'' Logan answered with a replying bite to Leo's lip before he joined Finn to grab the clothes the man was passing him. Leo closed the bathroom door behind him, shucking off his tank and slipping out his jeans and socks. He opened the glass door to the shower, sliding in behind Reg, brushing the wet hair off the back of his neck, his curls long enough to pretty much reach his shoulders when wet. Peppering kisses along the skin there, he smiled when Reg squirmed at the sensation and turned, his hands coming to rest naturally on Leo's ribs. 

''Hi,'' he smiled. 

''Hey you,'' Leo said back, his hands hesitating for a moment before they rested on Reg's hips. His hands shook slightly when Reg began scattering slow, gentle kisses to his chest and collarbones. Shuddering at the touch, when Reg's fingers pressed against his chest too.

''Your heart's pounding.'' Leo let out a soft embarrassed laugh but couldn't think of anything to say. Luckily, Reg apparently wasn't expecting an answer. He grabbed the loofah from the hook and lathered up some body wash until it was foaming nicely. Leo's eyes fluttered closed without his permission when Reg dragged it gently over his skin, just below his collarbones, squeezing so the suds trailed down across his chest and torso, his eyes trailing after them. Leo let Reg lightly scrub at his skin, working over his chest and abdomen, a soft laugh bubbling from him when Leo's muscles jumped under his touch. When his fingers delicately looped around his wrist, he extended his arm willingly, Reg almost instantly brushing along the skin there too, finishing the one arm completely before grabbing the other, Leo constantly keeping a hand on Reg's hip the entire time. 

They continued like that for who knows how long, Leo more relaxed than he'd been in what felt like forever. His eyes opened when Reg was finished, sliding the loofah out his grip and adding more soap and doing the same for Reg, smiling despite himself at Reg's deep red blush when he realised what he was doing. Stepping out first, Reg passed Leo back one of the fluffy towels hung up to warm on the radiator, smiling when his eyes lingered slightly on his ass before realising he was being handed something. 

Back in the bedroom, Finn walked past where Logan had just finished pulling his sweats up his legs, looking inconspicuous before he wrapped his arms around Logan's waist and flung him (and himself) onto the bed. 

''Jesus!'' Lo yelped, laughing while looking at Finn incredulously. 

''It's your birthday tomorrow,'' Finn grinned.

''It is,'' Logan concurred, reaching up and draping his arms over Finn's shoulders where he was propped up over Logan. ''You seem excited about that.'' 

''I always love your birthday, another year of your amazing self blessing the world and we get to spoil you and you can't say a thing to stop us.''

''You spoil me without my permission anyway .'' Logan smiled at Finn's noncommittal shrug. 

''First order of business for tomorrow: my mom's hangover cure waiting for you with your breakfast."

''Excuse me. I am not that drunk.'' 

''Considering your legs are slowly winding around me like a snake on a branch, I call bullshit.''

''I'm not allowed to touch you?''

''Of course you are. I'm merely pointing out that you're a touchy drunk.'' 

''Oh, I'm so sorry, how dare I.'' Logan's voice gradually got lower as he spoke, leaning in to press kisses down the column of Finn's neck. 

''Keep going in that vein and you're completely forgiven.'' Finn's bottom lip caught between his teeth when Logan's raked along his neck to create a light pink mark. He sucked a dark mark over the same spot, pulling back and humming approvingly before pressing a soft kiss there, Finn and him both turning when Leo came rather frantically out the bathroom.

''Holy fuck, how did we not know about that?!'' 

''What?'' Finn and Lo both asked, interests piqued.

Still looking very much spooked in his towel, Leo turned to them and summarised the situation. ''Massive ass spider. This guy,'' he gestures into the bathroom, ''picks the motherfucker up like it was a fucking puppy.'' 

There was the flush of the toilet before Reg appeared at the threshold, a towel also slung low around his waist. ''It wasn't massive .''

''I've caught smaller pucks!''

''Awe, baby,'' Reg said, his voice teasing as he pouted at Leo. ''Big bad hockey player's scared of the itsy bitsy spider.'' 

''It was neither itsy nor bitsy, thank you. And you're fucking insane just for the record.'' Leo hooked an arm around Reg's waist, pressing a kiss then another to his mocking pout before he started pulling on the clothes he'd left on the bed. 

"Me and you on bug duty then, baby," Lo grinned from the bed, Reg smiling back widely before he had his thinking face on. 

''Shit, I think I left your present in the car.'' Reg quickly dressed before heading downstairs, hearing the patter of feet behind him, looking over his shoulder to see Finn. 

'' Shh ,'' he said, ushering him down the stairs. Reg looked at him, really trying to figure out what he was doing when he began shuffling the cuddle chair in the corner (that was mainly used for blanket storage than anything) to get access to the cupboard in the cabinet behind it. The whole thing was filled with bags and brightly coloured paper. In explanation, Finn held open one of the bags to show the banners and balloons inside. 

Reg headed out to the car after slipping his trainers on, beginning the few trips that would be needed to get all the gifts from the car to the house; everyone had brought Logan's birthday presents to the party so they were all packed into the boot of the car. When they were all in, he organised them all on and around the coffee table, trying not to laugh when he saw Finn was trying to quietly bluetack the birthday banners to the wall, balanced precariously on random pieces of furniture to get them high enough.

They blew up the few balloons they had, meant to be floor decor more than anything, filled with red and gold confetti (Reg guessed that was the sole reason they'd been purchased).

When they went back into Finn's room, Leo had his arms and legs wrapped teddy bear-style around Logan who was laughing uncontrollably even when trying to tell him to let him go. "Did yous get everything set up?" Logan smiled when he saw them. 

"Dunno what you're on about," Finn said back.

"Uh-huh, took both of you to get a bag?"

"We were passionately making out against the front door," Reg deadpanned, smiling when Logan laughed into Leo's shoulder.

Finn flicked off the main light, Leo flicking on the lamp a second later. Leo, finally, let go of Logan, tugging the quilt down and letting him scoot under the covers. Cuddling down on the opposite side to Logan, Reg slipped between him and the wall, Finn getting in the end of the bed. Logan rolled onto his side so he was face to face with Reg, his index finger reaching out to mindlessly trace the curves of his cupid's bow. In one movement, Reg opened his mouth and lightly bit his finger, making him let out a surprised laugh.

"You okay?" he mumbled after a few moments of silence, green eyes staring intently into Reg's.

"Yeah," he whispered back. Logan opened his mouth to speak when Reg didn't continue for a few long seconds but stopped when Reg then suddenly spoke again. "I'm sorry I'm so insecure. You've given me no reason to be but I just... my brain goes in funny directions in some situations." He'd raised his voice slightly in his rush to get his words out, Leo and Finn being able to hear him now.

"Baby," Logan smiled kindly at him. His hand cupped his cheek, his thumb stroking along it as he spoke. "There's no need to be sorry. We've had years to iron all this out. We were disasters at the start, we had more miscommunication problems than you could count. We talked through them and got it sorted like you did today and we still have issues every now and again. It's just part of life. Just remember that we all love each other and that we all want to sort the problem, not argue about who's to blame for this or that. As long as we're all honest, we can fix things, yeah?"

Reg hummed, nodding with a gentle smile at the reassurance. "You're a very wise drunk, you know."

"I'm very wise full stop thank you very much. And also currently very tired, come cuddle me so I can sleep." With a laugh and an obliging shuffle, Reg snuggled into Logan's back after the other man had finished shuffling onto his side. Logan was pressed up against Finn, his head resting on his chest as Reg curled up behind him, his forehead resting on the back of his neck, his arm over his waist. On Finn's other side, Leo lay on his stomach, his hands tucked underneath his pillow, bunching it up under his head as he brought his leg up to lay over Finn's. They all helped fluff the cover so it covered everyone, all four of them snuggling in when they were all situated, Leo reaching a long arm to blindly pat around for the lamp switch before flicking it off.

The only light in the room now came from the dull glow of a neighbour's security light they had in their garden that the lot of them all hated considering it managed to shine through the thick curtains Finn always kept hung up. When Reg raised his head to move his hair so whatever curl that was irritating his ear would stop, he could just about make out Leo looking at him, smiling when they made eye contact. A second later, Leo's lips were moving in a soundless phrase, mouthing an 'I love you', Reg realised. 'I love you' Reg mouthed back, grinning when Leo's face mushed up against the pillow even more with his bright grin. Lying back down behind Logan, Reg smiled into his back, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck before closing his eyes and falling asleep to their breathing.

Reg grumbled unhappily when he heard mumbling voices, turning his face further into whoever's chest he was lying on, the warm skin heating his cold nose. A hand came to run through his hair, continuing to slide down between his shoulder blades and to the base of his spine, dipping under the fabric of his hoodie to smooth along his back. Humming, Reg breathed in deeply through his nose, mumbling again after a relaxed sigh. ''Bon anniversaire, mon amour.'' 

''Merci, ange.'' Logan's lips brushed against the curls at the top of his head. 

Pepping soft kisses against the skin of Logan's chest that he could actually reach, Reg sucked a small, pink mark there before he actually opened his eyes. He blinked a few times, smiling up at Logan when he saw him looking down at him with soft eyes. Leaning up, Reg brushed a deep kiss to Logan's lips. 

''Hi,'' Logan said when they pulled away. 

''Hey,'' Reg smiled back before turning and pressing soft pecks to Leo and Finn's lips, Leo's even softer considering he was still soundly asleep pressed up against Finn's side. "How's the hangover?" 

He laughed at Logan's offended look. "I was not drunk ," he insisted, Finn trying his hardest not to laugh and disturb Leo. 

"Uh-huh, sure, baby, sure." Finn was still grinning even as he lifted Logan's head using the crook of his arm that had been tucked under his head. Despite his grumblings of disagreement, Logan accepted and happily returned the tongue-filled kisses Finn initiated. He groaned lowly into Finn's mouth when Reg's tongue grazed along his nipple, sucking gently as he wrapped his lips around it. Kissing his way up his chest to his neck, Reg nibbled along the base of it, forming a ring of soft pink, barely-there marks around it. Logan pulled away from Finn with a breath of a moan, slumping his head back against the pillow as Reg rested a hand against his chest, propping his chin on top of it, looking up at him. 

''Do you know if he slept alright?'' Logan asked Finn, Reg's brows furrowing slightly with confusion. 

''As far as I know. He fell asleep before I did and I didn't hear him get up in the night.''

''Good,'' was all Logan replied before leaning over towards Leo, Reg obligingly moving off his chest and lying next to him. ''Knutty baby, time to wake up. It's my birthday,'' Logan whispered as he scattered soft kisses to Leo's face. 

''Bon anniversaire, mon coeur,'' came a mumbled reply, loving despite the sleepy rasp. ''Sleep okay?'' Leo opened his eyes, stifling a yawn as he placed a kiss to Finn's ribs. 

''Mhm. I'm very deprived of my birthday kisses though.'' 

''Harzy and Regie didn't keep you stocked up?''

''They did a great job but I'm in need of my Peanut kisses specifically.''

''Ah,'' Leo mumbled, ''of course.'' He leaned up on an elbow, his other hand gently cupping Logan's cheek. His joking lilt was gone when he whispered to him again. ''Je t'aime.'' Pressing a deep kiss to his lips, Leo captured his bottom lip between his, pulling away for a moment to tilt his head to the side and lean in again. Despite Leo's tongue slipping into his mouth to tangle sensually with his own, the kiss was still gentle and slow, Logan humming in approval after it ended. Leo nudged his nose lightly against Logan's, placing a kiss to the tip of it before he spoke. 

"Breakfast?"

"In a bit. Wanna stay in bed a little longer." 

"Your wish is my command," Leo teased, pressing a kiss to his cheek before settling back down against Finn's side, Logan following suit and doing the same. Snuggling into Logan's back, Reg scattered gentle kisses across it, dipping down his spine then back up along his neck. He propped himself up, balancing on his elbow and reaching his hand up to sweep the curls from covering Logan's ear, brushing a kiss below it before making his way up the shell of it. Logan sighed happily, stretching out his neck and tilting it to give him more room. 

The languid kisses continued for a long while, Leo and Finn's hands having reached over to them at some point. Logan's head was tucked firmly into the crook of Finn's neck, panting muffled moans into the skin there. With Leo's thumb circling his nipple and Finn's hand having long since slipped beneath his waistband, a creeping blush moved steadily down Logan's neck and chest. 

As Logan's moans and whimpers gradually got more and more audible as his orgasm built, Reg began nipping slightly with every kiss he pressed to his skin, goosebumps spreading along Logan's  neck and arms. His hips bucked forwards into Finn's grip as he went silent for a moment before he moaned, long and drawn out, his hips shaking as they slowly ground into his hand to work himself through it. When he went lax against Finn's body, Leo moved his fingers to gently brush along his ribs instead, Reg pressing a last kiss to his ear as Finn slid his hand out. Before Finn could get up to go and grab a tissue for his hand, Reg's fingers circled around his wrist, urging it towards him. 

Finn couldn't help the moan that slipped from him when Reg's lips wrapped around his fingers, tongue laving over Logan's cum there. 

''I'm not looking, I can't come again so soon,'' Logan mumbled when he saw Finn's eyes intently watching whatever Reg was doing behind him. He did look, however, when Reg's fingers came to lightly grip his chin and tilt his head to look at him. He rolled properly onto his back so he could wrap his hand around the back of his head and pull him down further when Reg's tongue licked into his mouth, the taste of his cum still obvious on his tongue. 

''Ready for breakfast now?'' Reg mumbled into his mouth.

''Fucking starving.'' 

'' Fuck off !'' Lo sprung up from where he'd been ushered to sit at one of the chairs, ordered not to lift a finger. He jogged over to Leo, looking at what he was pulling out the oven. ''No way that's what I think it is.''

''It's your birthday, we can go all out for breakfast,'' Leo answered. As soon as he'd placed the hot tray down, Logan grabbed Leo's face, a palm cradling each of his cheeks, and pulled him down to kiss him deeply. Leo made a surprised noise, his own hand reaching to wrap around Logan's back to hold him steady as he balanced on his tip toes. 

''I love you very, very much, Leo Knut.'' 

Leo grinned bashfully, pressing another, much more gentle kiss to his lips before beginning to carefully slide the food onto a plate. It did now explain why there was such a random mixture of things placed on the table: a huge bowl of scrambled eggs, honey, jams, just loads of different things to add. ''Go sit, I'll bring them over.'' Lo pretty much ran back to his seat, excitedly watching Leo come over with the plate stacked high as Finn and Reg came carrying everyone's morning drinks, plus Logan's drink for his hangover. ''I take no credit for the idea or the recipe, Regie came up the plan and found the recipe.'' 

''Question from the non-cook non-Canadian of the group, what the fuck is it?'' Finn caught it when Leo threw one at him, sniffing it and humming approvingly at the warm, pleasant smell of it. 

''This,'' Logan began passionately, holding one between his thumb and forefinger like a prized possession, ''is Bannock bread, AKA one of the best foods to come out of Canada ever!''

''Oo fighting talk there,'' Reg quipped with a smile. 

They ate while sending lighthearted banter around as they usually did after about five minutes of trying to explain to Finn what it actually was. He was, apparently, an avid lover no matter what it was, trying a bit of everything with it before settling on the honey being his favourite option.

"Leo, baby?"

Leo hummed in response considering his mouth was full but turned all his attention to Reg opposite him.

"If it's not too much trouble, would you be able to make another batch of these before you leave? Me and Sirius always used to have these for breakfast on Christmas."

"'Course I can, love, they were pretty quick. I've got most of the stuff left over anyway."

Reg grinned brightly, leaning over the table and pressing two quick kisses to his lips in thanks before he turned to Lo. "So, do we have anything planned for your day? How do birthdays usually work around here?" 

"Breakfast then gifts and after that, anything the birthday boy wants to do,'' Leo replied. 

''And he means 'anything' ,'' Logan giggled around a mouthful. 

''Speaking of, what do you feel like doing today, baby?'' Finn asked.

''Well, me and my sisters all agreed to celebrate as a family when we get to mom and dad's in a few days so we technically don't have to leave the house if we don't want to.''

''Do you want to, angel?'' Reg asked.

Logan looked kind of sheepish as he answered. ''I know it's my birthday and I should want to go out but...not really. I kind of feel like just staying in with you all day.'' 

''Then that's what we'll do.'' Leo replied so breezily and easy, making Logan smile thankfully. ''Anything particular you want to fill today with?''

Logan chewed thoughtfully for a moment before his eyes lit up. ''For tonight, game night?'' 

''Oui,'' Leo instantly agreed, ''Harzy and I were saying we should do one soon the other day.'' 

''And game night contains...?'' Reg asked with a puzzled look.

''We are old men at heart so we own a shocking amount of board games and little random games you find in bookstores at airports and stuff. It's sort of a tradition whenever we fly that we see if we can find a game we don't own yet. We all pick some and just play a few rounds of that and come up with some sort of forfeit for whoever loses,'' Finn explained. 

''Oh that sounds fun,'' Reg agreed, smiling at how excited the three of them were too. 

They all crowded around the coffee table, mugs in hand, well, Logan's being dutifully held by Leo as he was passed presents by Finn. Finn, apparently, had a particular method of opening presents - friends then family/boyfriends was 'clearly the way to go' he said. All of Logan's relatives dropped his gifts to his parents considering it was far easier than shipping from Canada to Gryff. This didn't minimise the boughs of multicoloured bags and paper packed in the room though. Logan actually had a faint colouring of pink across his cheeks as he was passed them one-by-one. Eventually, he'd worked through most of them, a few tears being shed at one of the gifts from Celeste and Dumo - a picture of Logan with them both and the kids. 

Sending a smile over at Reg when Finn passed him his present, he opened the bag and made an excited noise. ''You found some!''

''I told you I was looking,'' he replied, slightly sheepish, nervous almost but that was almost entirely due to how bright Logan's smile was, looking at him with adoration written all over his features.

''I didn't think you'd had any luck.''

''Well, spoiler, I've got some more being sent over soon, you can pick what you want this time if you'd like?'' He made a muffled noise when Logan was suddenly kissing him deeply, both hands cupping his cheeks, but quickly sank into it, his free hand coming to rest naturally on his knee.

''Merci, princesse.'' Reg just smiled, knowing his voice would give away how shaky his legs were even sitting down. He'd thought that over time the newness of it all would settle down; clearly not. The colour remained in his cheeks day after day; the ever so slight shakiness in his hands happened whenever they smiled at him; his heart pounded at the most innocent touches - it would have been embarrassing in any other situation. He kept his hand on Logan's knee, thumb rubbing along the fabric there.

Watching Logan shuffle through the bag with the little things Reg had gotten him, he couldn't help but smile at the happy gasps he let out. He'd reached out to an old friend he had from growing up (his parents had hated him, naturally, because Reg and him actually got on great. Well, that and he didn't exactly hold the same...ideals they did). His friend had been glad to help him, sending over snacks and foods that were hard to find in Gryff. Reg had also managed to find some Montreal bagels, a point of debate where himself and Logan were concerned. Logan laughed loudly when he found them tucked into the bottom of the bag.

''Alright, alright. I will try them.'' Reg returned his bright laugh, pressing a kiss to his jaw at the concession. ''Only because I love you, they still aren't beating Bannocks.''

''Huh ?''

Logan turned to look at him with a faux-glare. ''They aren't better than Bannocks, I don't care what arguments you hav-''

Reg barely thought to put his mug down before he flung himself at Logan, the other man's arms instantly wrapping around him in return despite his startled sound. Pulling back slightly, Reg leaned in to press a passionate kiss to Logan's lips that he more than gladly reciprocated. ''What was that for? Not that I'm complaining.''

''You love me,'' Reg whispered, well aware but unfussed that he was grinning like an absolute maniac. It was obvious when Logan thought back and realised what he'd said.

"You knew that, non?" 

"Yeah but you said it. Properly. The full thing with the 'I' and everything," Reg grinned. 

''Non," he groaned. "That- that wasn't how I wanted to tell you that.'' Logan brushed a gentle kiss to his lips, dropping his voice to a soft whisper as their noses bumped gently. ''Je t'aime tellement putain, mon coeur."

"I love you too." Reg giggled softly against his lips, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose before shuffling out of his lap and sitting next to him again. Only sitting still for a moment, he couldn't help but bring a hand up to rub over his face, slightly in disbelief at his life.

Finn's presents were next. The first he passed him was a small box, Logan curiously shuffling the lid off and laughing. He reached in and the jingle gave away what it was, Reg and Leo also bursting out laughing too. A few weeks ago, Logan was adamant that he'd left his keys in his jacket pocket but they were nowhere to be found, meaning he'd been borrowing a set of the boys' everytime he had to go anywhere. As a teasing birthday gift, Finn had decided to wait until that day to give him the ones he'd gone and got recut for him. Finn O'Hara - he loved a joking gift.

Reaching back over to the pile, Finn then passed him a gift whose shape made Logan already excited. Ripping off the paper, Logan made an excited squeak, opening the lid and exclaiming happily, leaning over and scattering kisses over Finn's lips.

"Merci, merci, chéri! Oh mon dieu, they look better in person." Reg didn't know much about trainers but he did know that Logan adored them, his collection of shoes almost as extensive as his book collection.

"They're the right ones then I'm guessing?" Finn smiled softly as Logan carefully took one out and examined it.

"Oui, I love them, thank you," he said again, calmer now, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

"You're welcome, baby."

Leo's present was the last one: a, frankly giant, squishy gift bag.

"Jesus, Knutty. What the hell did you get me?"

"How 'bout you open it and find out," Leo teased, nosing behind Logan's ear. His happiness at the trainers had made it impossible for Leo to resist cuddling up to him, he was just too cute to stay away from.

"Oh, they're so soft ," Logan breathed, taking one out and squeezing it happily. He shook out the jumper so it unfolded, looking at the design on the front and realising what they were. Ruffling through, he took out each one; another jumper and three new hoodies, admiring the designs on each. Logan had been looking at them online for ages, never being able to justify buying five of them so he'd never bought them. Turning to look over his shoulder, he pressed kisses to the skin he could reach, Leo's cheek and jaw. ''Thank you, baby.'' He paused to grin up at him cheekily. ''Just for the record, this doesn't mean I'll stop stealing yours.''

''Mm,'' he mumbled, kissing the shell of his ear. ''Lucky for you I like you stealing my clothes.''

Logan smiled widely at him again before he lowered his voice to a teasing whisper. ''Do you have one last present for me, daddy?''

With an eye roll with absolutely no heat to it, Leo reached to the floor next to him, handing Logan a small, red envelope with a whisper of ''behave'' . Reg sent a confused look at Finn, who had since shuffled next to him, his hand on Reg's knee, thumb rubbing small circles there.

''You'll see,'' was all he said.

Peering over Logan's shoulder slightly, Reg cocked his head when he saw Logan pull out a cream piece of card, gold writing scrawled across the front depicting the words 'scene pass'. Logan flipped it, showing more gold writing, small golden tickboxes next to each word, a line along the bottom of the card. Still absolutely lost, he squinted slightly and blushed heavily. ''Can someone explain why bondage is a selectable option?''

With soft chuckles darting around the room, Leo began. ''For birthdays, everyone gets a 'scene pass' which is basically where you get to pick out a fantasy you've been wanting to play out and we do the scene however you want.''

Smiling at Reg's poorly-contained excitement, Logan silently handed it over so he could look. His eyes skimmed the top of the back, the card saying to circle whether it was a 'hard' or 'soft' scene. ''Why do you have to specify? Isn't that kind of answered depending on what boxes you check?'' he asked, genuinely intrigued.

Finn seemed to flush at that. ''Non, don't do that, you know we understand, baby,'' Leo said to him softly, reaching a hand over to wrap delicately around his ankle and rubbing his thumb over the bone of it. ''Harzy's a 'red' for anything really rough or harsh so if it's a hard scene, we'll just wait and do it on a day when he's got something planned. That and hard scenes need to be talked about a lot more than soft ones because they push your limits more.''

''I like being part of the aftercare, just not the rest of it,'' he admitted quietly.

''What are reds for you? If you don't want to say that's fine,'' Reg rushed out, ''I just don't want to ask you to do something that'll upset you or anything.''

''No, no, sweetheart, it's fine. Um, anything that'll really physically hurt you and mark you, I know it's enjoyable for you but it just makes me feel so guilty and I- it doesn't sit right with me. For spanking, like the paddle and the flogger and stuff is fine but I'll never use the cane or the belt because of the marks they leave. Clamps are nice to me in theory but seeing them on Lo just makes me feel horrible. Really just anything that will make the pain to pleasure ratio really weighted towards the pain side with barely any pleasure to it, I'm not great with.'' Finn stared at Reg's knee as he spoke, rubbing the fabric of his sweats between his finger and thumb. "Which is also why Nutter does the serious punishments that are meant to hurt, not just spankings for fun."

''That's nothing to be upset about, amour,'' Reg reassured inherently. ''We're allowed to have reds and not feel guilty about it, the same goes for you, oui?''

''I know, it's just, I don't know. Feel bad that I can't give that to you sometimes.''

Reg thought about it for a moment. ''I get that,'' he nodded. ''You shouldn't but I understand it.'' The assurance that his thinking made sense made Finn smile at him gratefully. "You're a soft dom, nothing wrong with that."

''Thank you, baby.'' Finn kissed him slowly, leaning his forehead against his for a second before pulling back.

''And for the record I'm a red for belts too. So it's not just you.''

Suddenly serious, Leo straightened. ''Total red for belts being used for anything?'' he checked. When Reg nodded, he looked after Leo confused when he got up and jogged upstairs.

With a fond smile, Logan shook his head and turned to explain to Reg what he was doing.

''Lemme guess. He's got some folder full of everyone's yes and no's?''

''Oh my god, you got it first try,'' Logan cackled, flopping back against the floor with his hands on his stomach as he laughed.

''Why are we laughing?'' Leo pattered back downstairs.

''Regie guessed your little notebook thing first try,'' Finn teased.

''It's just the most Peanut thing I've ever heard,'' Reg giggled.

Leo pouted pronouncedly. ''Hey, there's nothing wrong with being prepared.''

''It's cute, baby, don't worry,'' Lo laughed, peering up at him, still on his back.

''Do you guys have a lot of reds and stuff?'' Reg questioned, feeling like it's something he should know.

''You wanna see the notebook?'' Leo perked up happily.

''Yeah, actually.'' Holding up a finger to urge him to wait, he ran back up the stairs, jumping up them three at a time and coming back down seconds later; an A5 dark red notebook clutched in one hand. The first page had Logan's name scrawled at the top as 'Angel', three columns stretched down the length of the page titled: 'likes', 'yellows' and 'reds'. With a whistle, Reg scanned the list of 'likes', flipping the page and seeing that the column stretched along the back of it too. The 'yellows' had things like 'denial' and 'hard degradation', both of which really did check out for Logan, he had to be in the mood for them otherwise they made him a bit... squirmy. The 'red' had two things scrawled underneath it that made Reg have to pause and double check he'd read it right. ''Are these things you've tried and figured out you don't like or just bothered and put it as a no straight away?''

''The knife play was a straight no, the wax though we did try,'' Logan answered breezily, Reg's face matching the cover of the notebook, making Finn chuckle and kiss his temple. After that, Reg turned the page to find Finn's. His name had been put as 'Harzy' but now had 'Sir' in brackets too, making Reg smile. He snorted at the 'Sir' written into the 'likes' section.

''Shock,'' he mumbled. Finn gave his side a slight pinch in retaliation. A lot of Finn's yellows centred around pain or heavy degradation and he smiled and made a quiet comment to Finn about it.

''Well, yeah. Just wanna make you feel good,'' he mumbled back shyly. The action made Reg shiver, Finn's lips being slightly pressed to his neck considering he'd rested his chin on Reg's shoulder. His low voice made it come across much more sultry than he'd intended, making Reg quickly distract himself by looking at the 'red's instead. Obviously, it had the belt and the cane, adding on the wax and knife play that was on Logan's as well as heavy degradation, excessive overstimulation to the point of pain, etc. There was also an added note of any impact play anywhere above the waist and he asked how they figured out the specifics of that one.

Logan smiled at Finn with so much adoration that Reg flushed on his behalf. "Oh lord," Finn scrubbed a hand down his face. "Tremz asked me to slap him and I did and it was fine. Then we were cuddling in bed later and I just felt so guilty for hitting him that I burst out crying."

"Awe, baby ," Reg chuckled, pressing a kiss to Finn's cheek.

"I just kept thinking about how disappointed my mom would be in me. I could barely look Celeste in the eye the next time I saw her. I'd literally slapped her son."

"Oui, but you slapped me with permission ," Logan said.

"Believe it or not, that didn't exactly make it any better," Finn drawled sarcastically, shooting a smile at him after his tone made Logan giggle.

"So, after that, we figured it'd be best to just put it as a no fly zone," Leo concluded.

''That checks out,'' Reg nodded back, faux-serious. He flicked the page to see 'Daddy' titling it. His eyes scanned the first column, flicking up to look at Leo with a raised brow; he smiled when Leo just gave a one-shoulder shrug.

''I like what I like.''

''I can tell,'' he hummed. His yellow and red columns were smaller, the red having the same as Logan for the knife play but not the wax and the yellow column containing choking with 'receiving' in brackets which Reg already knew. He turned his attention back to the card in his hand. ''Is there a time-limit to these or what?''

''Nope. You just fill it in when you decide what you wanna do and I like to leave it stuck up on the fridge until one of them notices. I feel like it's a nice little surprise.''

''Oh my god , don't ever disagree when one of us calls you a menace again,'' Reg laughed, looking at Logan, lying back with his head resting against Leo's leg now, very smug and proud of himself at that fact. When he just shrugged, lips still quirked up in a smirk, Reg rose onto his knees, leaning over so his face hovered over Logan's. Pressing the card into his chest, Reg kept his hand there to balance himself as he leaned down.

Opening his mouth and accepting the kiss gladly, Logan hummed with surprise at the dirtiness of it, his hand sliding around from being lightly rested against the side of Reg's neck to tangle his fingers in the hair at the back of his head, tugging softly. The kiss made a wet sound when their lips parted, Reg breathing a whisper, his lips brushing against Lo's as he did. ''You're very sexy when you smirk, d'you know that?''

''I do now,'' he mumbled back, biting his lip as Reg leaned back a fraction, still balanced over Lo's body. ''I'll keep it in mind,'' he flirted with a soft bat of his lashes.

''Yeah?'' Reg's eyes were trained on Logan's lips, his voice a low murmur that was barely audible to even himself. ''What for, hm?'' His eyes flicked back up to Lo's.

''Purely innocent reasons, I promise.'' The tip of Logan's forefinger teasingly ran down Reg's chest while he spoke, their eyes never breaking contact with each other.

Reg leaned down once more, brushing his lips ever so slightly against Logan's without kissing him but instead just hovering there and looking at him intensely. ''Not too innocent, I hope,'' he mumbled. Dipping down, he softly kissed Logan before he moved his lips to press a kiss to the front of his throat. After that, he shuffled back to his position next to Finn, Logan left lax against Leo's leg, mouth slightly agape and silent for a second.

The next moment, Logan brought his hands up to cover his face, rolling onto his side and burying his face in Leo's hip with a muffled squeal; Leo reached down to run a hand through his hair as he laughed.

''I really can't remember the last time Lo was out-flirted,'' Leo said, still chuckling despite genuinely looking impressed. Logan shuffled so his mouth wasn't covered anymore.

''I was not out-flirted, I was flustered . There's a difference.'' With that, Logan sat up, card in hand and dutifully ignoring where Reg was looking over at him, his eyes bright with hidden smugness. Silently, Leo passed him the pen he'd scribbled down the update on Reg's page with, letting him work at the tickboxes on the back of it, willing himself not to look when he heard Logan scribbling something along the additional line at the bottom. When Logan finished, he looked over at Finn with a gentle smile. ''Hard scene,'' he said softly.

''How about Harzy and I go and buy some snacks and drinks for tonight while you two talk?'' Reg suggested.

''Yeah,'' Finn smiled brightly. ''That sounds good.'' He rose to his feet. ''C'mon, let's get ready.'' Pausing on the bottom step, he turned back to look at Leo and Logan. ''I want pictures if you two end up fucking.'' After he got two laughed agreements, he carried on up the stairs after Reg.

''Does that happen a lot?'' Finn went into the bathroom where Reg was already there turning on the shower to let it heat before they got in.

''Does what happen a lot, baby?'' he asked sweetly.

Reg blushed before he spoke. ''You know, things getting... spicy when you guys plan scenes.''

With a side-smirk, Finn wrapped his arms around Reg's waist from behind, nosing into the place behind his ear. ''If I sat with you and pre-planned every little detail of all the ways I was going to make you come and all the places I was going to touch you and how...you'd get a little hot under the collar too, no?''

Shakily clearly his throat, Reg nodded almost absentmindedly, Finn able to tell instantly that the detailed image was unfolding in his head. ''Yep, I can-- I can definitely see how you'd get there.''

''Mmm, thought you might.'' Finn gently nipped to capture a small piece of the skin he'd been nosing at between his teeth, Reg's hand shooting out to hold onto the marble of the sink as he let out a little, surprised noise at the sensation.

''Why do I feel like every time I'm in this bathroom to shower, one of you turns me on and then I get left half-hard with no one to help me deal with it,'' Reg pouted expressively, getting into the shower behind Finn after shucking off his clothes. When he did, he made a startled sound as Finn's arms wrapped low around his waist and pulled him until they were chest-to-chest.

''If you want my help, all you have to do is ask,'' he whispered, pressing a kiss to the bridge of his nose.

''Can I have your help please, Sir?'' Reg had to try not to smile at the way Finn's pupils dilated at the word.

''Of course, my love.'' He chastely kissed him once before he sank to his knees, Bambi eyes staring up at him as he brushed kisses to the bone of his right hip. His hands curled just above his hips, squeezing his love handles gently before his hands skimmed their way down his wet skin, smoothing down to the soft skin of his ass and squeezing much rougher. Muffling a groan at the feeling of his skin under his hands in his hip, Finn then began a fiery trail of lips and tongue down to his thigh and to his cock.

''Oh god ,'' Reg breathed, his voice shaking as Finn slowly kissed up the length of his cock, eyes trained on the flush that was spreading gradually up his chest and neck as he leaned his head back against the cool tile of the shower wall. However, Reg lifted his head back up a moment later, opening his eyes and looking down at Finn below him. ''You look really good on your knees,'' he mumbled.

''You look really good from this angle,'' Finn countered, a smug smile on his lips when his words made Reg flush more aggressively. With that, Finn wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, swirling his tongue in fast, wet circles, his hand curling around the base of his cock in a firm grip. Reg's thighs quaked at the sensation, fingers scrabbling for purchase against the tile.

Working him over relentlessly, Finn kept his pacing quick, sending tingling pleasure shooting up and down his extremities. The only change Finn made to his ministrations was raising a hand to press against one of Reg's hips, pinning him gently against the wall to keep him upright when his knees almost buckled.

''I've got you, baby, don't worry.'' Finn quickly put his mouth back onto his cock, instantly picking up where he left off. When he'd almost slipped, Finn had felt when Reg began trying to ignore the pleasure and focusing more on keeping himself steady, much to Finn's chagrin. 

''Not gonna be able to hold myself enough,'' Reg gasped out in response, a loud moan rocketing off the walls when he couldn't hold it in. 

Removing the hand that had been jerking his cock slowly, Finn placed it on Reg's other hip, pressing him to the wall so firmly that he could feel when Reg began focusing on the pleasure again, knowing there was no way he would be able to slide down in Finn's strong grip. Bobbing his head quickly, Finn knew it wouldn't be long until Reg would come. His hips were quaking under his fingertips, muscles jumping and twitching there and in his legs and his hands, clenching into fists at the wall, trying to hold onto something to ground him so he wouldn't get lost in the pleasure of everything. He risked taking a hand off his hip for a moment to guide one of his shaking hands to his hair, looking up at him when Reg flicked his head down in silent question. 

Apparently having seen something in Finn's eyes that showed agreement, he tangled both hands in his hair, tugging in a way that Finn wasn't sure was voluntary or not. ''Ah, ah , Finn. S'il te plaît, s'il te plaît. Oh god, oh god . 'M gonna cum. Please make me cum.'' In wordless response, Finn bobbed his head quicker, hollowing his cheeks and keeping his tongue pressed flat against the underside of his cock, feeling every throb and pulse of it under his touch. 

He groaned around Reg when he flicked his eyes up just in time to watch his eyes roll back into his head, his brows furrowing deeply as his mouth dropped open, deep, heaving pants escaping past his lips. Reg's hips gave a stutter once then twice before he came, his breathing audibly hitching in his throat while he spilled into his mouth. Finn swallowed around him a few times, his tongue gently lapping at the base of his tip, coaxing more cum out until he was whimpering with oversensitivity; he swallowed once more, slipping his cock out his mouth and pecking the tip of it softly, chuckling when Reg let out a small squeak and rose to his feet. 

''Better?'' he asked, cockiness written all over his face. 

Reg let out an agreeing whine, head thumping back against the tile as he gasped in breaths. ''Much,'' he mumbled. 

''You know, you look very sexy all flushed and trembling for me.'' 

''I feel too good to be embarrassed by crude compliments so take the chance while you can,'' Reg smiled, slightly dazed still, floating on endorphins and snuggles as Finn pulled him close to his chest, walking them backwards to the showerhead, dipping them fully under the hot water. ''Thank you,'' he mumbled into the skin of his chest. ''Felt so good.'' 

''My pleasure, sweetheart.'' Finn kissed the crown of his head, stroking his hands up and down the planes of Reg's back in soothing touches. ''Hey,'' he whispered, lightly tapping Reg's chin to urge him to look at him. ''You feeling a bit fuzzy, baby?'' 

'''M a little bit, yeah. 'S nice.'' 

''Still okay to go out or do you wanna stay in?''

''Non, I wanna go. I'm not that fuzzy. Sounds nice, just strolling around the store together and picking out anything that looks tasty.''

''Yeah, it does, my love.'' Another kiss was pressed to Reg's forehead, making him hum and smile as he nuzzled his way under Finn's chin. ''Gorgeous boy,'' Finn whispered into his skin. ''Gorgeous, gorgeous boy.'' His voice was almost reverent, his hands ghosting along his body as Reg wrapped his arms up and around Finn's shoulders, Finn accepting his body weight, leaning back to settle his weight onto his heels. 

They got out of the shower a while later, deciding to just stand together and breathe each other in for a long while before actually washing. Dressing quickly, with the warmth of the shower now gone, Reg's head had cleared slightly, still enough that he was pleasantly fuzzy but aware enough of his surroundings to know what was happening. 

Halfway dressed, boxers and joggers pulled up his legs and resting solidly against his hips, Reg looked at Finn for a moment, a little way across his bedroom, tugging his own sweats up his legs. He crossed the room quickly, popping up suddenly in front of Finn with a smile. 

''You ok-'' he began, cut off when Reg's hands cupped his cheeks, pulling him down to meet his lips in one gentle tug. He hummed in surprise but quickly sank into it, especially when Reg slid his hand to the back of his head, using the grip to tilt it to deepen the kiss, his tongue slipping into his mouth to lick along his own tongue. When Reg slowly sank back onto flat feet, Finn let out a soft groan at the string of spit connecting their lips, breaking when Reg leaned forward to capture his bottom lip in a soft kiss. 

''I love you.''

Finn laughed breathlessly. ''I love you too, princess.''

Downstairs, Leo and Logan had moved onto the sofa when Finn and Reg had gone upstairs, Leo with his back pressed against the arm, his one leg stretching out to press along the length of the sofa, his other foot falling to rest flat against the floor. Logan sat cross-legged between his legs, his fingers toying with the ties on Leo's sweats as he faced him. 

''Always so cute when you get like this,'' Leo laughed, sliding his hands up along Logan's forearms, thumbs rubbing along the inside of Logan's wrists.

''Like what?'' Logan pouted indignantly. 

''You just wrote out the most depraved, crude fantasy you've kept stored up in your head on this card but whenever we sit and talk about specifics, you get so shy and fidgety.'' Logan opened his mouth to argue but then closed it again, pout deepening as he lightly tugged on Leo's sweatpant ties in retaliation. ''You know I'm never going to judge you for what you want. I'm very much interested in whatever you want to do based on what you've ticked off here,'' he assured, nudging his head to the card. ''Let's start off simple, yeah? You want spanking and toys, any ideas which one?''

''Multiple of them,'' Logan mumbled, twirling the string ties around his finger. ''I was thinking of your hand to start, then the paddle and the smaller flogger. Then-'' he swallowed audibly, ''then the bigger one and a couple with the belt.''

''Sweetheart, that's a lot of hard hits on a small area, well, not so small,'' he joked lightly, glad when it made Logan chuckle and turn the tips of his ears red. 

''Well, that kind of leads onto my next request.''

''Oh, yeah?'' Leo kept up his soothing motions he'd begun on Lo's thighs, his hands resting over the top of them and rubbing circles into his inner thighs. 

''I was thinking of using the suspension stuff we have.'' Leo's breath hitched loudly.

''Fuck me , baby." His voice was a whisper before he cleared his throat and spoke a little louder. "So, you want the hits all over then?''

Logan just nodded, fingers fumbling with the ties now, shaking slightly. ''But,'' he began, licking his lips before continuing, ''but I want the pleasure aspect too. I was thinking you flick between the hits and a vibrator?'' 

''Blindfold too then? So you don't know when which one is coming?''

''Yes, please.'' 

''Alright. I will tell you which hard toy I'm going to use at each point, okay? So, you can decide whether or not you think you can take it or if you want to use something different, yeah?''

''Okay,'' Logan whispered.

"I know you might like the pain of it but if the suspension becomes painful, even just a little, tell me. If it's uncomfortable that means it's not set up right. You know I'll do my absolute best to make sure everything's right but anything can happen no matter how much prep we do so I need to know that you'll tell me these things, yeah?" They got all the things put in place for the suspension a while ago when Leo and Logan had both had a long talk about it and found it was something they both really wanted to try. But, they hadn't had a chance to use it yet. Now, it wasn't anything crazy, they didn't go full-on scaffolding considering they weren't going to be using it daily and those things got real expensive real fast. However, it was still enough that it would really add an extra level to their scene that Leo needed to know how to mediate and control depending on what cropped up during it.

"I will, daddy. Promise I'll tell you." 

''Thank you, baby, c'mere.'' Leo lightly patted his lap, helping Logan settle against his chest, his head resting on his shoulder, tucking his face into his neck slightly. With his knees pulled up and resting against Leo's chest alongside his head, Leo wrapped his arms around as much of Logan's body as he could, running his fingers through his hair and scattering his head with gentle kisses. ''Do you want me to talk to you or be the silent and stoic type?'' Leo joked softly, lightening off the seriousness now the impact things were all talked about. 

''Talking, constantly,'' Logan laughed. 

''Nice or mean?''

''Nicely mean.'' Leo felt Logan smile against his neck when he hummed teasingly. 

''Gotcha ,'' he whispered. When Logan shuffled slightly in his lap, Leo slid his hands down to his inner thigh, drawing soft circles over his sweats there before continuing to trail his fingers lightly closer and closer to his hips. ''Hard again already?'' he mumbled, faux-surprised as he cupped the bulge between his legs. Logan's head moved in a soft nod against his shoulder. 

'''M picturing it,'' he whispered. 

''It comes from your reading, I think,'' he mumbled softly, like his hand wasn't slowly palming Logan through his sweats, ''being able to picture something so vividly in your mind. 'S probably why you always conjure up such detailed scenes for me and Harzy. And Regie too, I almost forgot about your little Halloween show you both put on. Little teases the both of you.''

Voice shaky and low, Logan answered, somehow managing to tease Leo back as much as he was getting it. ''Regie came up with another little idea. A New Year's Day present for you two.''

''Oh really? You wanna tell me what it is or are you going to keep it as a surprise?'' 

Logan hummed teasingly, impressed with himself that his voice didn't wobble and waver. ''I think I'll keep it a secret for now. But,'' he drawled, ''I could always be persuaded.'' He began scattering small kisses to the most sensitive parts of Leo's neck before trailing his tongue up to his ear. When Logan's teeth nipped at his earlobe, Leo wrapped his hands around Logan's hips and guided him up to straddle his lap, pulling him in so their crotches were pressed together firmly. Gasping out a moan, Logan's eyes fluttered when Leo began rolling his hips up into his, tugging Logan down into every upward thrust. Sliding his hands from Lo's hips to his ass, he squeezed the flesh roughly in his hands, Logan groaning softly at the feeling as his own hands came to rest on Leo's shoulders for something to hold onto.

After a while of slow, firm grinding, Logan's hands slid down Leo's chest, going to tug the waistband of Leo's sweats down. He whimpered when Leo gently caught his wrists, waiting until he made eye contact with him then shaking his head. Letting his wrists go, he looked pleased when Logan settled them back onto his shoulders, not without one last look down though, almost seeing if he wanted to disobey and do it anyway.

"Such a good boy," Leo whispered, continuing the even slower rolls of his hips now.

"I'm not gonna last," was what Logan mumbled in response.

"I didn't say you couldn't cum."

Logan mulled that over for a second, quite difficult while he was still having bolts of pleasure zooming up and down his spine. Teasing as he might be, Leo really did know how to move his hips.

"I wanna do... stuff ."

Letting out a gentle laugh at his wording, Leo slid his hands up from his ass to the small of his back, he applied light pressure until Logan followed his guidance. Leaning forwards until his torso and chest were pressed against Leo's, Logan moaned at the different angle Leo could get now, moving his hips in gentle rocks like he would if he was inside him.

"I don't know if you remember but I've proven that I'm quite skilled at making you cum more than once. Haven't I, little angel?"

"Yeah I guess so," he whispered quietly, embarrassed at just how right Leo was about that. 

"You guess ?" Leo laughed, eyebrows raised as he tickled Logan's sides, smiling widely when it made the boy in his lap let out a loud laugh and instantly correct himself. 

"You have! You have!" 

After that, Leo relented. "There you go, much better. So, you gonna listen or keep being fidgety?" 

"Listen. Désole, daddy." 

"Good boy, love." Leo lightly pressed his fingers into Logan's hips, guiding him forwards. ''I want you to make yourself cum on my lap. No touching, just grinding.'' When Logan looked at him, unsure, he raised a single brow, letting his hands fall to rest against Logan's thighs instead, making Logan have to move himself, not be guided by Leo. ''I thought we agreed no more fussing or am I going to have to punish you for lying to me?'' 

''Non ! I- I'll listen, I'll listen,'' he said, his voice dissolving into a whisper as the sentence continued. Sensing him wavering a bit from sexy teasing territory into discomfort, Leo stroked his palms up and down Logan's thighs, warmth seeping through the fabric to his skin. 

''You're so pretty like this, baby. Already doing so well and listening for me.''

''Ouais?'' his voice was a mumble as he shifted his weight to his knees, Leo able to feel the muscles shifting under his hands. 

''Of course, angel. Always my good boy. So willing and eager to please. Makes me so proud of you, sweetheart.'' Leo desperately tried to smother a smile; worked every fucking time. During his soft stream of praise, Logan's hips had begun subtly rocking down, slow, barely-there grinds that had Leo's torso tightening as a faint wave of pleasure swept through his muscles. With a mild whimper, Logan's arms wrapped around Leo's neck, Logan's head tucked into his neck. The new angle made Logan able to grind down and apply more pressure against Leo's hips, his slightly panting breaths wafting over the side of Leo's neck. Not able to help himself with his boyfriend grinding in his lap, Leo stroked his hands up Logan's back, under his shirt to gently trace the lines of muscle there. His skin was so warm. 

He continued to murmur soft praises in Leo's ear as his moans got breathier and shakier, his arms slowly tightening around his neck until one of his hands slid up to tangle in the back of his hair for something to hold onto. It was only when Leo whispered out a broken admission that Logan managed to get himself close to the edge, the friction so, so good but just shy of enough to get him properly close. 

''Fuck, baby, gonna make me cum.'' 

Logan just buried his face further into Leo's neck, whining out small breaths as his hips began shaking, the muscles of his back trembling under Leo's touch. When he finally came, after one shaky exhale of a praise from Leo as his nails dug into his backs lightly, Logan shook and trembled for a long minute before his orgasm finally subsided, the fire-like burn in his stomach making him groan softly as it tingled down his legs. 

Soothing him through the aftershocks of it, Leo kept up his soft touches to Logan's back, fingers smoothing on the faint moon crescent indents his nails had made there. After a while, now that Logan's chest was rising and falling at a normal rate, Leo smiled down at him softly when he leaned back to look up at him, cheeks flushed darkly, his lips bitten red slightly. 

Before he could say anything, Finn and Reg came jogging down the stairs, both grinning at the pair of the sofa like Cheshire cats, pressing soft kisses to each of their lips. Leaving them to themselves with a teasing song of 'have fun' as they closed the front door behind them, Leo turned his attention back to the boy in his lap. Green eyes had flicked down to his lap, his hands following seconds later to tug on the strings of his sweats once again. ''Puis-je?''

Leo battled to keep the smirk off his face, instead opting for a nod, trying not to look too excited when Logan slid gracefully to his knees between his legs. He lifted his hips when Logan hooked his fingers over the top of his waistband, the sweats pulled to pool down at his feet within the next second.

Digging his nails into the skin of his thighs to make sure they stayed there at least for the next short while, his eyes trained intently as he watched Logan slowly drag his hand up and down his cock, his mouth peppering kisses to the base of it as he did. Kissing his way down further, Logan sucked Leo's balls into his mouth one-by-one, swirling his tongue over them in a way that made Leo have to swallow down a deep groan at the pleasure reemerging in his abdomen.

Remembering their boyfriend's cheeky request, Leo thanked his lucky stars that his phone was easily in reach, flung on the couch a few inches from him, knowing his wouldn't be willing to move away from the warm tongue and biting teeth kissing along the creases of his thighs, hand still moving steadily over him. Unlocking it quickly, he flicked to his camera, looking down at Logan for a moment, the other man already nodding, eyes locked on his, blinking up at him. 

The shyness Logan had previously been bathed in when he'd been told to get himself off was absolutely nowhere to be seen on his face now. Eyes looking up directly into the camera lens, he trailed open-mouthed kisses up the underside of his cock, tongue grazing the sensitive flesh delicately on every one until he reached the tip of it. Wrapping his lips over the tip, he swirled his tongue wetly around it, letting his spit slowly slide down to cover the shaft of Leo's cock, the new slickness meaning he could jerk him off with more vigour now, one hand working him methodically as his other hand fondled his balls, his thumb slipping underneath them to press gentle circles into the skin there. Unable to stop himself, Leo's head dropped to rest against the back of the sofa, a low groan rumbling from his throat. 

On the video, Logan's eyes flicked from the lens to follow the movement, looking a few inches down to follow the horny flush that was spreading gradually down Leo's chest and neck. ''Merde , mon ange." Sliding his hand down to the base of his shafts, Logan took Leo down his throat until his lips met his fist, swallowing around it, suppressing a smile when Leo's voice shook through a moan. "Thought it was supposed to be your birthday," he breathed, mouth falling open at the end of it when Logan's throat caught against his tip perfectly. 

Pulling off in one movement, Logan grinned up at Leo, lips shining with spit as he jerked Leo slowly. "You know I get off on it as much as you do." Before Leo could answer, Logan swallowed him down again, making him let out a shaky breath; the last of his focus that wasn't completely on the boy between his legs gave him enough presence of mind to keep the phone straight. Finn would love this when he was alone at night at his parents', Reg maybe too. Logan sucked him off until he had tears dripping down his cheeks, the green of his eyes offset by the red rims. 

''Fuck, baby, you're gonna make me cum.'' 

Hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head with a newfound vigour, Logan hummed happily when Leo scrapped the video to tangle both hands in Logan's hair, his hips rocking up subtly to thrust into his mouth. Bringing one of his hands down to wrap around Logan's wrist, he guided it to settle on his thigh. ''If you want me to stop?'' There were two rhythmic squeezes to his thigh. ''Good.'' Logan's mouth went lax around him, his head stilling and becoming pliant. Leo repeatedly thrust into Logan's mouth, continuing past the gentle gags when Logan quickly recovered, not moving his hand on Leo's thigh an inch. 

'''M gonna cum,'' he mumbled, hands tightening in Logan's hair. '''M gonna fucking cum.'' When Logan swallowed reflexively around him, he came with a loud moan, rocking his hips to ease himself through it. Spine going lax against the back of the sofa, Leo gently petted along the strands of Logan's hair, panting to catch his breath as Logan swallowed. 

He sat up properly when Logan crawled into his lap after shuffling his sweats up to sit snug against his waist again, cuddling into his chest as Leo's arms wrapped around him tightly. ''Bien?'' Logan asked into his neck. 

''Amazing . Merci, mon amour.'' Leo pressed kisses to Logan's hair, remembering that the video was still going even though it was recording the sofa cushions now, stopping it and sliding his phone across the sofa. ''Tea for your throat?'' he whispered, brushing a peck to the edge of his ear. 

Logan just nodded against his chest, grumbling when Leo tried to shuffle him off his lap to stand. ''Okay, on the move it is.'' Standing, Leo gave Logan a second to adjust his grip with his arms and legs so he was stable and headed to the kitchen, with him in his arms. He flicked the kettle on and grabbed a mug out the cupboard, setting it on the side. ''Always forget how quickly you slip sometimes.'' 

Logan grumbled unhappily at the teasing, lightly biting Leo's neck in retaliation. ''I was only teasing, watch the attitude, love.'' A kiss pressed to the same place showed his silent apology. ''You want anything else?'' he asked as he made the tea, picking it up carefully, Logan's tight grip on him meaning he could carry him with only an arm around him to keep him steady. ''Shower, food?''

There was a shake of his head. ''Cuddle,'' he mumbled into Leo's skin. 

''Alright, baby. We can cuddle 'till the boys get back. That sound good?'' 

''Mhm.'' Leo with his back against the arm of the sofa once he'd put the mug on the coffee table, stretching his legs out along the length of it with Logan pressed close to his chest. They stayed that way until the boys stumbled through the front door, laughing and clutching an alarming amount of bags. 

''We might've got a bit carried away,'' Reg said, unable to stop the soft smile on his face at seeing Logan's face smushed up against Leo's chest as he smiled at them. 

''It's a celebration, there's no such thing!'' Finn sang as he swung the door shut behind him, holding up one of the bags with a smile. ''Who's ready for snacks?''

Chapter 13: Birthday Playtime, New Experiences and Edging

Summary:

IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT

butttttt as a way to bribe back the love, ive included a scene of leo subbing for the first timeeee - well, kind of subbing, he's still leo...

THERE'S SOME REGIE AND FINN SHENANIGANS AND NEW KINKSSSSS

slight breeding kink, edging, REG'S FIRST RESTRAINT PLAY!!!!

again, genuinely so sorry, life was crazy, pls feel free to rage in the comments for more apologies if the need arises for you

ALL MY LOVE (noah kahan...) MY DARLINGS <<<3333 xx

~9,000

''Do I get to choose my snack?'' Logan asks innocently from his place curled in Leo's lap.

''Of course, the birthday boy gets what the birthday boy wants, right?'' Reg answered immediately. Logan rose from the sofa, walking over to where Reg and Finn had come out of the kitchen, leaving the bags on the counter. Reg hummed when Logan just wrapped his arms around Reg's neck, pressing onto his tiptoes a bit to kiss him deeply.

''Want you for a snack, want you to have me for a snack,'' he mumbled against his lips, leaning his weight mostly onto Reg's front as Reg slung his arms low around his waist. His words were slurred slightly, almost unintelligible if it wasn't for his close proximity. Reg's hands slipped lower to cup the backs of his thighs and lift him effortlessly into his arms; the strength showed that the hours of lifting he'd been putting in at the boys' gym paid off. Logan smiled softly at being tugged into the circle of his arms before he continued kissing Reg. It was slow and wet, almost messy, as Logan's tongue slid into his mouth without aim, just wanting to be closer to him and kiss him, feel his tongue against his. Reg walked the two of them over to the sofa, where Leo was watching with an arm tucked behind his head, the other resting on his bare torso in a way that made Reg's stomach flutter for him - he just looked like a Greek God, it was insane. ''You slipped, baby?''

''A little,'' Lo mumbled back, the sluggishness of his blink making Reg question if a little was actually a bit more than he thought.

Sitting with Logan in his lap, Reg spoke to him before he could lean in and kiss him again, knowing if he kept kissing him in the same vein he had been, any semblance of a coherent train of thought would fall out of his head. ''What do you want, angel?''

Lo shivered in his grasp, leaning to nuzzle his face into the side of his neck as Finn sat on the arm of the sofa, next to where Leo's head was resting, his eyes now closed as Finn's hand began carding through his hair. ''For you to keep calling me angel like that. Want you to make me cum too.'' Reg let out a slightly startled laugh.

''Way to bury the lead there,'' he leaned down until his lips brushed Lo's ear, ''angel,'' he whispered breathily. Logan practically mewled against his skin, his hips beginning to rock down and ride his thigh. ''Could you cum from my thigh?''

Logan sat up abruptly, hips still moving but a pout present on his lips. ''Why does everyone want me to cum from grinding today?''

''Have you seen the way you look in our laps?'' Logan shrugged his shoulders in a way that said 'fair point'. ''How do you want me to make you cum then? What do you want me to do to you, baby?''

''I want you to keep talking to me like that, first off.'' The three boys laughed at that, well, that and the way he was looking at Reg like he wanted to eat him, snack indeed. ''Just-- want you to make me feel good, don't care how.'' Sliding his hands up Lo's back, Reg pressed him close to his chest before holding his hips and flipping them so Lo was slumped back against the sofa and Reg was kneeling on the floor between his legs.

Fingers holding the hem of Lo's shirt, Reg pressed a few open-mouthed kisses to the curve of Logan's neck. ''Can I take this off you?''

''Yes,'' Lo groaned, sitting up slightly and raising his arms so Reg could slide it off him. Brushing another few kisses along his chest, Reg then turned to look at Finn and Leo, a thought popping into his head.

''How does consent work when he's--?'' Reg nodded at Logan to finish his sentence.

''He's not completely under, he knows what he wants even when he's in his headspace,'' Leo answered, eyes still closed and tilting his head to lean into Finn's hand.

''Regie, green, yes, please,'' Lo whined, writhing beneath him a bit. Taking that as more than enough insistence, Reg leaned in and continued his kisses over his chest, moving to take a nipple between his teeth and tug experimentally, immediately soothing it with a kiss. ''Harder,'' he breathed, his back arching to push his chest up into his mouth. Reg bit again, nipping a touch harder but still keeping it quite light. ''For fuck's sake, you're not gonna break me, c'mon,'' Logan whined, his brows furrowing in frustration when he couldn't get the stimulated he needed.

Heeding the request (demand) from the man underneath him, Reg bit down harshly on the nipple once again between his teeth. He was surprised by how deeply Logan's back arched into the touch, his skin sensitive from his recent orgasm and the cloud over his brain. Another few rough nips had Logan hissing from the pain, making Reg pull back for a second before Logan's hand on his head guided him back with a disgruntled sound. "Unless it's not a green for you, I want it to hurt."

"Non, it's green for me," Reg replied to Logan's hidden question.

"Then, please, baby."

Logan ground his hips up against Reg's chest where he was still leaned up between his legs. Reg took his permission and ran with it, biting and kissing his way across the entirety of Lo's chest. Seemingly more than happy with that, Logan lay back against the cushions and let his eyes flutter closed, keeping up the slow rocks of his hips. When Logan tensed underneath him, his hips shaking on the next few grinds before they stopped completely, Reg groaned around the piece of skin just below his collarbone he was worrying between his teeth. "Merde, that's hot."

The hand Lo had tangled in Reg's hair tightened and began to guide him further down his body. "Again?" Reg asked, shocked at how his body worked like that.

"Birthday boy," Logan mumbled, reminding Reg of his earlier promise.

"Copy that," Reg muttered, still confused how he wasn't exhausted. Kneeling completely, Reg hooked his fingers into Logan's sweats and tugged them off his legs entirety, chucking them behind him to land somewhere on the soft carpet. The cum had begun drying more so on the inside of his sweats than his skin thankfully, only the precum flowing freely and copiously from his tip that showed how overly sensitive he was from two almost back-to-back orgasms. Reg kissed along his hips, keeping them gentle considering the tremble in the skin of his thighs. Pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the base of his cock, Reg whispered, just loud enough for his voice to make it past the muffled buzz in Logan's ears. "Do you want me here?" He mover further down, nosing behind his balls to press a kiss to the skin there. "Or here?"

That caught his attention. Tilting his head up and getting his elbows under him, Logan looked down at him with wide eyes, blinking the green at him with poorly-restrained excitement. "Really?" Reg hummed against the skin, smiling when Lo's legs jerked around his shoulders. Going lax against the sofa again, Logan's hands gripped the cushion underneath him tightly. "God, yes please," he gasped.

"So polite," Reg mumbled. He was slightly nervous, the knowledge that'd he'd never done it before glaringly obvious, especially since he'd seen Finn and Leo take him apart completely the same way. Despite the jitters, the arousal at thinking about it, particularly with Logan so fucking responsive, won out.

Lo brought his legs up, resting them over Reg's shoulders as Reg wrapped his arms around his thighs, tugging him down with one pull so his hips were angled up more. The manhandling made Logan moan, Finn, Leo and Reg all letting out chuckles at it. The sound made Reg spare a glance over, making him have to muffle a moan at Leo head leaned on Finn's thigh as the man still sat perched on the arm of the sofa, Finn's hand in his hair moving his head up and down on his cock slowly. Leo's eyes were closed, more than happy to have his mouth used and just listen to his boyfriends play with each other.

Finn, however, was flicking his attention between the two of them and Leo. When Reg leaned to lick first over his hole, Finn brought Leo down to the hilt, his nose brushing his pelvis, and kept him there. "Okay?" he asked softly, petting Leo's golden hair gently. Leo hummed around his cock, the vibrations making him throb in his mouth. Leo was completely relaxed, his throat pliant around Finn as he leaned heavily against his leg.

For Finn, this was practically heaven. Watching the two of them together as Logan gasped at the feeling of Reg's tongue carefully opening him up for the first time and Leo, so beautiful and trusting, letting Finn use him for whatever he wanted as he lay against him. Finn stroked his hand gently through Leo's hair, mindlessly trailing his nails down the back of his neck to his spine before coming back up and repeating the process again.

"Oh shit," Logan groaned loudly, his back arching for what felt to him like the thousandth time. His hand reached down to tangle in Reg's hair and press him impossibly closer. "Since when was your tongue that long?"

Finn couldn't help but smile, Leo letting out an amused sound as well at the shock in his statement.

"Keep doing that, please keep doing that," Lo mumbled. Reg replied with vigour, jaw working as he eased his tongue further into Lo, the pressure making him gasp. "Yes, yes, yes." Reaching a hand up, Reg curled his fist around Logan's leaking cock, jerking him quickly, wanting to feel him cum around his tongue. "I'm gonna cum again," Lo whined, the notion almost feeling impossible considering how many times he's done just that in the last two hours alone. His broken pants filled the room, his body covered in a sheen of sweat as he was gradually overwhelmed and built up to that peak.

The muscles in his abdomen strained as he ground his hips up into Reg's hand and then back down onto his tongue to ride it out. His breathing was heavy and sharp, the air racketing through his chest as he forced it into his exhausted lungs.

"I love you," Reg whispered into the skin of his inner thigh, kissing it softly and rising to his feet. Sitting next to Lo, Reg kissed his hair as he instantly curled into his side.

"Love you too."

Leo kept his throat and jaw lax as Finn fucked his mouth quickly, already close with how long he'd drawn out his pleasure and the sight of Lo coming twice fresh in his mind. Wrapping a hand around himself, Leo jerked himself off, relieving some of the pressure that was building again in his cock. He came when Finn did, burying himself into Leo's throat and talking him through his own orgasm, soft touches to his hair as Leo swallowed his cum.

When the panting had subsided, Finn was the first to speak, having to clear his throat to get the words out, his mouth and throat dry. "I think the birthday boy needs some rest before we even think about drinking."

Logan turned his head towards Finn despite his eyes still being slipped closed. "Yes, please. Take me to bed," he smirked, holding a hand out towards him. "Love sleepy sex."

"Have you taken Viagra or something?" Reg, still knelt between his legs, looked up at him incredulously.

"I have three, unimaginably sexy boyfriends willing to give me whatever I ask for today. If I wanna fuck or be fucked, made to cum over and over again, to make them come over and over again, tied up and spanked, made to sit on a vibrator no matter how many times I cum all over myself. Or if I wanna sit and be cuddled and kissed, be told how pretty I am, how much they love me, stay in bed and snuggle all day and all night, be handfed Bannock bread and muffins," Logan laughed and the sound made Reg's heart stutter. He was so relaxed and happy, leaned back against the sofa; his laugh was soft and tired but undeniably happy.

"Oh so you're just enjoying being spoiled, is that it?" Reg answered, his voice too endearing to be as teasing as he'd intended it to be.

"You always spoil me, I just get to enjoy it more today. We've got the time. No practice, no games, just whatever I choose to do. And apparently that's what I'm supposed to do on my birthday so," Lo ended with a shrug, his usual 'what's-a-guy-to-do' attitude written all over the movement.

"In that case: to bed, mon amour?" Reg whispered into the muscle of his abs, pressing a gentle kiss there. After a whisper of 'please', Reg stood, still fully dressed in the clothes he'd been out in, leaning down where Logan was already reaching his hands up to wrap around his neck. Interlinking his hands beneath Logan's thighs to hold him steady as he lifted him, Reg glanced over his shoulder to see Leo and Finn following, hand in hand, as he ascended the stairs.

Not able to contain a smile, Reg let out a bashful laugh when Logan's hands crept down from his neck to his biceps, squeezing them and dancing his fingertips over them. "Can't believe with the amount of times you've used our gym I've only ever caught you doing cardio."

"I'll give you a personal notice the next time I lift. How about that?" Reg joked as they turned into Finn's room.

"Wonderful idea," Logan concurred with a definitive nod.

"You want a hoodie or something?" Reg asked as he deposited Lo gently onto the bed, his sweats having been left downstairs.

"Yes, please. One of daddy's?"

"Coming right up, love." Reg was beginning to understand Finn's whole stance on loving aftercare even if he didn't particularly vibe with the scene. Looking after Lo like this was nice, seeing him so unguarded and soft made his heart melt every time he looked at him. He found the softest hoodie of Leo's he could, slipping it over Lo's head when he raised his arms.

"Merci," Lo mumbled, stifling a yawn, "je t'aime."

"Je t'aime aussi, ange." He lightly kissed Logan's forehead before prompting him to shuffle properly into bed. He turned to see what Finn and Leo were doing when he was directly faced with Leo's collarbone, making him tilt his head back to look at him. "Hi," he smiled.

"Hi, lovely." Leo's hand cupped his cheek, guiding him up to meet his lips for a surprisingly deep kiss. When Leo pulled away, Reg found himself pushing up onto his tiptoes slightly to chase the touch. "You did really well just," Leo mumbled, the praise making Reg flush happily.

"Ouais?"

"Yeah, baby. Perfect aftercare, did such a good job."

"I like it," he admitted. "He's just so... cute." Leo laughed softly before mumbling his agreement in Reg's ear. Leo crawled into bed next to Logan, Finn and Reg shucking out of their clothes until they were just in boxers before sliding in after them, Finn and then Reg on the outside.

Logan was practically lying on top of Leo's chest, his entire body over Leo's as Finn rolled into Leo's side. Reg wrapped himself like a vine around Finn's back, feeling the other man's contented hum vibrate through his back at his warm skin pressed so close against his. Right as they were all in a light doze, Logan's groggy mumble came from Leo's chest. "Promise sleepy sex when I wake up?"

He gave a small, happy grumble when there were murmured ascents, glad to fall asleep then knowing what he would get when he woke up.





About half an hour later, Finn decided to give up going to sleep, too geared up for the rest of the evening to get any real rest. From the light fidgeting from the man behind him, Reg was struggling along a similar vein.

Easing himself away from Leo's side as gently as he could, Finn slowly turned until he was facing Reg.

"Sorry for waking you," Reg whispered, guilt written on his face.

"Don't be, baby. I couldn't sleep. Why couldn't you?"

Reg flushed at that, making Finn ever the more intrigued. The other man leaned forwards to press his forehead against Finn's. "Honestly, I'm so turned on I can't even think about trying to sleep."

"Oh," Finn drawled with a smirk, wrapping his hand behind Reg's knee and pulling it to rest over his hip and wrap around his body. He rocked his hips forward once, feeling the hardness through the thin fabric of both of their boxers. "So focused on making Lo come that you didn't even get to cum yourself, huh baby?"

Reg nodded, his eyes closed as he slowly ground his hips into Finn's.

"I'll make you a deal, princess. If I can open you up here, in bed, without you waking up the boys, I'll take you into the bathroom and fuck you until you cum for me. How does that sound?"

"Yes, please, Sir," he whispered.

"Alright, baby, can you grab the lube for me?"

"Yeah, yeah I can do that," Reg mumbled, already slightly dazed and groggy from the pleasure clouding his brain. He sat up, reaching to quietly shuffle through the top drawer and pass Finn the lube.

"C'mere, love, cuddle in for me. Want you nice and close." Reg whined at his soft tone as it made his brain feel mushy. He snuggled in, wrapping his arms around Finn's neck and hiding his face there, breathing him in as Finn slid his boxers down his legs. He guided Reg to hitch his leg up against his hip again, lubing up two fingers and circling his hole gently. "Relax for me, sweetheart." Reg, of course, did as he was told and Finn slipped a finger in smoothly. "Remember, love, gotta keep quiet. As pretty as you sound," he teased, kissing the length of Reg's shoulder.

"Yes, Sir."

"Good boy, baby." Reg bit the skin of Finn's neck as he felt his first finger sink into him, the stretch making him have to forcibly swallow a whine. ''Remember, gotta be quiet,'' Finn reminded him when he was slowly easing in his second finger, scissoring them gently. He carded his other hand through Reg's hair, the soothing, careful touch so different from the other sensation running through his body.

''Two's enough,'' he mumbled.

''No, it's not, you're taking three.'' His tone reminded Reg of Leo's 'no-nonsense' tone he usually got when he was absolutely not budging on an idea or a rule. It made him whimper, the gentle touch mixed with the pleasure and his vice cutting through the blur in his head made him throb where his cock was trapped between their torsos.

''Please. Please, please.'' He made sure to keep his voice as low a whisper as he could, well aware of Leo and Logan sleeping soundly next to him.

When Reg was finally stretched around three of Finn's fingers, he waited for Finn to mention his earlier promise before he got too fidgety. ''C'mon then,'' he eventually whispered, kissing Reg's ear as he did. Sliding his fingers out of Reg gently, he patted his hip and held onto his waist as he stood until he was steady on his feet. ''Good?''

''Mhm.'' Finn stood behind him, glancing back over his shoulder to check that they were still asleep then followed where Reg was guiding him quickly to the bathroom.

Shutting the door behind him as silently as he could, Finn grinned as Reg instantly pressed himself up against his front, kissing up his neck and running his hands along his chest and abs. When his lips reached his ear, Reg slipped a hand over the bulge in Finn's boxers at the same time that he nipped the very edge of Finn's ear, the sharp bite giving the skin a slight sting.

"I need you," he mumbled.

Finn's nose brushed the side of his hair. "Then bend over the sink for me." Reg complied instantly. His eyes followed Finn in the mirror, watching him come up behind him as the cool marble countertop of the sink bit into his skin. "You really are so fucking pretty, baby." Finn's whisper was reverent as his hand slid down the strong planes of Reg's back until he had a palm cupping his ass. Reg let out a wild gasp that he muffled as quickly as possible when Finn used that leverage to hold him open and spit directly onto his hole. It was... crude and possessive. It left no questions for what was about to happen and Reg loved it.

"Please. God, please, fuck me." Finn lubed himself up with a quiet hushing noise. He flattened his body over Reg's back as he guided himself inside him, his eyes watching Reg's face for his every reaction intently. "Yes," the first was barely a whisper, Reg more mouthing the word than speaking it. "Yes, yes, yes," the next few were clear but not loud - not yet. Not able to control it, Finn let out a low, rumbling groan when he bottomed out, Reg's walls flexing and tightening around him as his body processed the still unfamiliar intrusion.

After letting out a gasping breath, Reg's eyes squeezed shut as his mouth fell open without his permission.

"'S it too much, my love?" Finn asked softly, his hands skimming up and down Reg's sides with a contrasting tenderness to the feeling of his cock splitting him open. He breathed easier when Reg instantly shook his head, well, he did until Reg's walls tightened into an even stronger death grip around him like he was worried he wouldn't believe him and would pull out. After a guttural grunt, Finn soothed him. "Alright, love. I'm not going anywhere, just stay still. Let me in, sweetheart." He smirked in the mirror when Reg groaned at his last comment, pocketing the phrase in the back of his mind along with the others that seemed to make him whimper.

A few calm minutes later, Finn felt Reg gradually relax around him, still tight but not nearly as suffocating as before.

Reg then started slowly rocking his hips back against Finn's. Finn let him for a few minutes, watching his face in the mirror as he let out soft gasps and groans, his face contorted into a blend of pleasure and concentration. After a short while of that, Reg's hips stopped their movement, a small unhappy sound escaping his lips. Bracing a hand gently against the small of Reg's back, he slowly eased his hips towards Reg's body again until he was sank into the hilt once again. Leaning down, he kissed his way up Reg's spine, soft open-mouthed kisses as he laved his tongue over the soft skin there. When he reached his neck, he sucked a small hickey into the back of it before whispering into his ear, making eye contact with Reg in the mirror, trying not to be too smug at the already blown pupils he met there.

"You want me to take over, princess?" Reg gave a gentle nod, almost distracted as he refused to tear his eyes from Finn's. "Ask," Finn whispered.

"Promise you'd make me cum. Please take over.''

Finn did as was requested, starting slow and easing himself back out of Reg, keeping his eyes on his face to triple check for signs of discomfort. When he found none, he snapped his hips forward, a surprised, strangled moan coming from Reg's lips. The man clapped a hand over his own mouth with a quick peek towards the direction of the door. Finn couldn't suppress a light laugh.

''Sweetheart, you can make as much noise as you want. The door muffles it enough to give them a choice. They can either sit awake and listen to your pretty sounds or go back to sleep.'' Finn leaned down so his lips brushed his ear again. ''Don't hide your noises from me, love. I won't tell you again.'' His hips continued in a rhythmic grind while he spoke, eyes staring back at Reg's.

''Yes, Sir.'' Reg smiled when Finn's hips stuttered slightly, a hint of a smile ghosting over Finn's before he pushed Reg to lie with his chest flat against the cool marble of the sink countertop, his hand staying splayed between Reg's shoulder blades to keep him there. The leverage allowed him to put more force behind his hips, rocking Reg's body every time their hips met. He watched as Reg desperately tried to cling onto something, his nails digging into the solid surface, scrabbling for something to ground him. Admittedly, Finn got a lot of enjoyment from watching his desperation, listening to the pants and soft whines coming from his mouth with every slight shuffle of his hips.

''Hey baby, can I try something? I think you'll like it.'' Reg was honestly baffled at how composed Finn could be while he was making the muscles in Reg's legs have to strain to keep himself upright even with most of his body weight being balanced over the sink. He nodded, his burning cheek pressing even closer against the marble. ''Remind me what you say if you want me to slow down?''

Reg swallowed once, his mouth and throat dry as he brought his attention as best he could from the sensation in his legs and abdomen to processing what was being asked of him. ''Yellow.'' His voice was a whisper but all of Finn's attention was solely on him, meaning he heard him clearly.

''And if you want me to stop?''

''Red.''

''Good. Put your hands behind your back for me.'' Finn felt himself throb inside Reg at how easily he complied, instantly shuffling to cross them at the small of his back. Grabbing the tie he'd whipped off the top of the chest of drawers in his room on their way into the bathroom, Finn wrapped his wrists and tied it into a simple compact-type knot, the silk of the tie soft against his skin. ''Colour, love?''

Reg paused, shuffling and rolling his wrists slightly to test the give. There was a little, enough that he was comfortable but definitely enough that there was no question that he was stuck. ''Vert.'' His walls tightened harshly around Finn who groaned low in his throat in response.

''Does it feel okay?''

There was another nod. ''I like it,'' he whispered, closing his eyes and tugging slightly against the bonds again despite himself, taking the slow circular grinds Finn had taken to while he worked.

Finn just hummed in reply before he settled one hand firmly against Reg's hip, the other wrapping to entirely cover his bound wrists. He began building up to the punishing pace Reg had seen when Finn had fucked Lo the other day. He couldn't help the flicker of excitement in his chest, remembering the way Logan's legs had shook and trembled as Finn had hooked them over his shoulders. ''Fuck, love. You take it so well. So fucking well, baby.'' The husky rasp of Finn's voice had Reg's legs practically giving out underneath him, Finn's hand instantly tightening around his hip to keep him steady. The sound of a soft chuckle echoed in the bathroom a second before Finn's breath skimmed the back of his neck. ''I thought you'd prefer soft and sweet when I first fucked you. Then you started begging for me to take you harder and harder and I realised just how much of a good little slut you were going to be.'' He paused for a moment and tilted his head. ''What was that, princess?''

''Keep going,'' Reg repeated, his voice dropped into a low whisper.

''What? Keep telling you how perfect and soft you are? How much I love you?'' Reg's hair rustled with the movement of a quick, needy nod as he began gasping out soft moans with the timing of Finn's thrusts. It only took a few more reverent praises before Reg was coming against the doors of the cabinet under the sink, his legs trembling violently as he used what energy he had to fuck back against Finn on every forward thrust.

''Don't stop,'' he mumbled when Finn began gradually slowing his thrusts.

''You want more?''

''Think I can come again.'' That sparked a flame under Finn's ego but could you really blame him? The only one who had ever been able to come more than once without a hint of a break was Logan and he was absolutely an anomaly.

Once Finn had built back up to his previous pace, he reached up to wrap a hand in Reg's hair, aware that he hadn't been able to hit Reg's prostate yet from his angle. With a small, guiding tug, he slid his hand to wrap around the front of Reg's throat once his back was more or less pressed against his chest. He could feel his hands and nails scratching against his pelvis as the tip of his cock just brushed the edge of his prostate, the bend in Reg's spine guiding him right there.

''No, no, no, Regie. Look at us. Watch yourself in the mirror.'' When Reg's eyes made contact with his for a brief second before moving to where his hand pressed against his throat, he mumbled a soft whisper of praise against the shell of his ear. With one last slight shuffle, Finn hit it dead-on. Reg's legs crumbled beneath him as he moaned loudly, whimpering with every barely-there movement of Finn's hips. ''I've got you,'' Finn chuckled, watching Reg's face intently as he whined at the feeling. Finn's humour died in his throat when Reg's hand reached up to curl over his before tightening his grip, subsequently making Finn's hand tighten around his throat. Arousal sparked low in his stomach, adding to the growing fire there. Complying, Finn took it upon himself to squeeze his throat harder, shuffling the position of his fingers away from his arteries and more towards the sides as he applied pressure. ''Is that what you wanted?'' he whispered, grunting as he pumped his hips in and out of Reg furiously, chasing his own orgasm as well now.

''Mhm,'' he whimpered. ''Want you to fill me up. Want your cum in me.''

Finn pressed himself closer to Reg so that his face was pressed tightly against the side of Reg's face and neck. He was outwardly panting and moaning now, pleasured noises reverberating against his skin. ''I'll give you whatever you want, baby. Such a pretty, little thing. How could I not?" Finn grunted and ground his teeth as he watched Reg's eyes flutter to stop them from rolling back into his head. "Give you anything you ask for if you look at me like that. All sweet and innocent even while you're begging me to put a baby in you.''

Reg's hand scratched against his abs with a new-found vigour. ''Please. Jerk me off, please. 'M gonna cum, it's right there, 'm so fucking close, jus' need--'' He stopped when Finn moved the hand off his hip to wrap around his aching cock, his hand moving in a blur as he stroked him quickly, twisting his palm around the sensitive tip of his cock on every upstroke. Reg's orgasm crashed into him, making him practically scream with the small gasps of breath he could get in between Finn tightening his grip on his neck and then loosening before starting over again. His cum painted his chest white, some reaching to scatter a few drops against the backs of Finn's knuckles.

A few seconds later, Finn followed him right over the edge, thrusting a few more times before he bottomed out deeply, not a millimetre of space between them as he ground his hips in tight circles to ride it out. His own legs were shaking, making him reach to carefully untie Reg's wrists, letting the tie drop to the floor.

Reg instantly turned in his arms, pressing himself against Finn's front and resting his head in the crook of Finn's neck as he relished in the hormones flowing through him. Reaching around, Finn leaned a hand against the edge of the sink, pressing most of his weight there to take some pressure off his legs. The other gently stroked up and down the line of his spine as he rested his cheek on top of his head and breathed him in.

''C'mon,'' he mumbled after a few minutes. ''Quick shower.''




Leo and Logan smiled brightly at them when they emerged from the bathroom minutes later, towels around their waists. With a bashful smile back, Reg slipped into the sweats Finn held for him, clutching onto Finn's shoulders so he wouldn't fall, his legs still not fully able to support his weight. When Finn was also dressed in a comfy pair of basketball shorts, they slid back into bed, Leo flinging back the cover for them.

"So," Leo began with a small smirk, Reg tucked up against his side with Finn to his back. "I know we haven't exactly got much to go on but you were awfully loud today, sweet boy."

When Reg just flushed and hid his face in his shoulder, Finn answered for him. "We discovered a few new kinks today, didn't we, love?"

"Mhm."

"You okay with me telling them?" Finn mumbled, pressing a kiss behind his ear, his smile showing how much fun he was having making him say it.

"Ouais."

"Well, I'm sorry to say that you missed our boy's first restraint play." Finn couldn't help but laugh at the way their heads flicked towards him with an almost audible snap. "Yup. A little tie around the wrists and he was shaking like a leaf. Then, he started begging me to fill him up," Finn continued scattering kisses along the length of Reg's neck and shoulders as he spoke. "You wanted me to put a baby you, didn't you?"

Reg gave a small whimper and rolled further to bury his face more in Leo's arm. "Colour, chéri?" Leo whispered.

"Yellow, I think."

Finn's kisses immediately got more soothing than sensual, his hand coming to stroke soft circles into his hip. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. We don't have to talk about it."

"Non--" Reg began explaining before Leo cut him off.

"Bring your head up a bit so we can understand you properly, love." Doing so, Reg continued but kept his eyes on the faint pattern of freckles along Leo's tanned shoulder.

"I want you to know because it was... c'était bon quand tu l'as dit - j'ai aimé.''

''Es-tu juste gêné d'en parler, mon amour?'' Logan asked from Leo's other side.

''Yeah.'' Leo quickly translated for Finn who had dutifully kept on pressing gentle pecks to Reg's skin as the three chatted in French.

''Just one last question, baby - it's not a descriptive one. Are you okay with us...bringing it up when we're playing?'' Finn whispered.

''Mhm, yeah. I want you to.''

There were a few moments of silence before Leo hummed thoughtfully. ''There's nothing to be ashamed of, you know that, right? That we aren't gonna judge you?''

''Non, I know that. It just makes me squirmy.''

''Good.''

''That it makes me squirmy or that I know you aren't gonna judge me?''

''Both,'' Leo smirked, rolling his head to the side to look down at Reg.

''It's good that it makes me squirmy?'' Reg narrowed his eyes playfully up at him, a slight pout filling out his lips.

''Mhm. Tells us that you really, really like it.'' His voice gradually dropped to a low whisper as he flicked his eyes from Reg's to his still pouted lips. Knowing he would not be ready to go again that soon considering how intense his orgasm had been with Finn, Reg made a slight veer off subject.

''Do any of you like similar stuff?''

There were another few seconds of silence as he thought. Finn's kisses really were quite a distracting way to fill the quiet. ''Lo likes us cumming inside him. He's never said why but it was pretty easy to catch on to.''

''You don't know why I like it?'' Logan asked, propping himself up on an elbow and looking down at Leo with a raised brow, a look of disbelief etched across his features. When Leo just shrugged up at him, he leaned down so his face was only centimetres from Leo's, his eyes roving over his face. Before he spoke, he raised a hand to gently hold Leo's chin, his thumb coming up to press into his bottom lip to make them part slightly. ''I like being a cumdump for you. Love the feeling of you just using me until you cum and cumming inside me so you don't make a mess.'' Reg tweaked a brow when he felt Finn's full length pressing into the back of his thigh through the fabric of his shorts.

He watched as Finn's hand reached over Leo's chest to cup the back of Logan's head, his fingers pressing in to tangle in his curls. He guided his head towards him as he leaned over Reg's shoulder to meet Lo's lips halfway. Even Reg felt like he was being kissed as he watched how deeply Finn kissed him; watched how he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, biting down on it before slipping his tongue to lick into his mouth sensually.

Pulling away with a wet sound, Finn whispered hoarsely against Logan's lips. ''Our perfect little sex toy, yeah baby?''

Logan bit his lip and hummed, giving a slight nod. ''Can you go again?'' Finn grinned widely.

''For you, my dear, always.''

''Good. You can lie back down for a bit, I have something else I wanna do for a while.'' When Finn had settled back behind Reg, an intrigued look on his face, Logan turned his attention back down to Leo. ''Can I play with you?'' He cocked his head to the side, his 'angel smile' on his lips as a grin spread across Leo's. A light laugh from Finn had Reg rolling onto his back to look at him.

''What is that code for? I'm missing something.''

''That is code for Lo asking if Peanut's in the mood for edging.'' He smiled at the way Finn eyes lit up at the idea of being able to watch that.

''Do your worst, birthday boy.'' Leo tucked his hands behind his head, suppressing a smile at the way Logan's eyes instantly flicked down to watch the flex of his abs as they did. After he'd had his fill of watching that (for now at least), Logan pressed a quick kiss to his forehead and shuffled to the end of the bed and pattered over to the wardrobe. He dropped into a crouch and dragged out the black velvet box, rooting around in it for a few seconds. The next thing Reg heard was a sudden, quick burst of a buzzing sound before Logan's voice sounded.

''I was worried for a second that we forgot to recharge it.''

''Some of us actually remember to do that so we don't have to stop playing while it charges,'' Leo teased.

''I'd watch your tone,'' he teased right back, walking forwards on the bed on his knees until he was settled over Leo's hips once again. ''I am the one who decides whether or not you cum.''

''Oh yeah?''

''Mhm.'' Logan placed the wand on the bed next to them, railing his nails slowly down Leo's chest, watching the way his back arched up into the touch.

''Well then, I guess I better be on my best behaviour then, shouldn't I?''

''It'd be smart.'' Logan sent a bat of his eyelashes towards Leo before he looked at Finn. ''Baby, can you pass me the lube, please?''

'''Course, my love.'' While he grabbed it, Logan slung his leg over Leo's hips so he knelt by his side. After a quick gesture, Leo shimmied his joggers down his hips, kicking them off without his usual grace.

''You really do like this, huh?'' Reg asked.

''I-- How'd you come to that conclusion?'' Leo asked right back.

''Well, you didn't get your pants off that fast when me and Lo were stood in front of you dressed head-to-toe in lingerie so...I inferred.''

There was a hint of a raised brow before Leo's hand was wrapped around his throat, pulling him closer. His grip wasn't overly tight but it was firm enough that Reg's entire body honed in on him within a second. ''Don't forget that I'm only being bossed around because I'm letting him boss me around. I'll still spank his pretty little ass until it's glowing if he tries it when we aren't doing this - just like I'll do to yours if you don't watch the way you're talking to me. Keep that attitude in check before I have to do it for you.''

Leo would've rolled his eyes at the way Reg's pupils dilated if he didn't love it so much. His eyes followed the movement of Reg pulling his bottom lip between his teeth as he pressed further into the hand around his neck. ''Yes, daddy.''

''See,'' he murmured, stroking his thumb along the stretch of skin of Reg's neck, ''there's my good boy.''

He released him when Logan sat back upright on his thighs, lube in hand. Looking up at Leo through his lashes while he lubed up his hands, Logan just smirked when Leo asked him what he was going to do and didn't reply. Leo was hard and leaking against his stomach already, the tip of his cock such a dark red it was almost purple; Reg couldn't look away when Logan gently trailed his fingertips along the length of his shaft.

Leo's length throbbed before a bead of precum smudged against his abs. His hips ground up subtly of their own accord right as he groaned lowly. Logan's eyes were locked on him like a hawk, watching and relishing in every slight reaction he managed to coax from his boyfriend's body. Wrapping his hand properly around him, he purposefully kept his grip loose so he could flick his eyes up to watch his face as he gradually tightened around it. The sheer amount of blood that filled Leo's cock had him feeling every minute movement and sensation through his entire body. Leo's hands slid down to rest on Logan's thighs, squeezing handfuls of the muscle there for something to hold onto.

''Merde, baby.''

''Keep your hips still.'' Logan always loved ordering Leo around, purely because he liked the change of pace but the brat in him adored seeing how much he could get away with before he got told to pack it in a bit - it happened at least twice every time they did this. This time, however, Leo complied and stopped the rhythmic grinds of his hips up into his grip. As a sort of reward, Logan reached down and wrapped his second hand around him too, moving them in a corkscrew movement that had Leo's hands flying off his thighs to grab harsh handfuls of the sheet, knowing the grip would hurt if he kept his hands poised over his thighs. His head was thrown back against the pillow, his neck arched as he fought to keep his hips flat against the bed.

The giggle Logan let out had Finn groaning into the back of Reg's neck, the clear enjoyment on his face from seeing Leo struggling doing...things to him; Reg honestly couldn't blame him, it was awfully hot. He kept on jerking him for several minutes, constantly changing his rhythm and stopping mid-movement for a few moments before continuing.

After a short while of driving Leo insane with that, he took one hand off but kept the other on. He wrapped it near the tip of his cock, rubbing his thumb in circular motions against the slit for a few circles before slipping his thumb down to rub just under the head of his cock and then back up. With Leo very much distracted by that, he grabbed the vibrator with his free hand and flicked it on its lowest setting, a low buzz filling the room and making Leo peek an eye open. He watched as Logan directed it upwards instead of down to his cock.

Leo's teeth bit into the back of his hand when it made contact with the sensitive skin of his nipple. A guttural grunt escaped around his bite when the vibration was turned up a setting. Reg looked at Logan, confused, when he suddenly settled both his wrists on his thighs, taking both the stimulation from his hand and from the vibrator with him. Leo's muscles along his abdomen were shaking with every inhale, the breaths jittery and uneven.

''Controlled yourself now?'' Logan asked, his voice painted in nonchalance even as his eyes glinted with appreciation for the sight.

Leo gave a tense nod before Logan started up again. This time, he focused on the other nipple, drawing sensitive circles around it then properly pushing it to the hardened bud. He then trailed it down the line of his stomach until it was resting against the skin just above where his tip was drooling against his skin. ''Please, baby, please.'' His voice was a ruined mumble, low and raspy. Even Logan couldn't resist him when his blue eyes were looking up at him so desperately. He nudged it down a little further so the head of the vibrator was resting comfortably against the sensitive head of his dick.

Reg watched again and again as Logan denied Leo each and every orgasm, one after another. All things considered, Lo had done quite well, only getting admonished once for a cheeky comment telling Leo to be good and do as he was told. ''You wanna cum on this one?'' Lo asked, trailing the vibrator along his hip bones as he let him get a few deep breaths in.

Leo shook his head. ''I can go one more.''

''You sure?''

''Mhm.''

''Okay, one more than you can cum.'' Logan ran the vibrator slowly up and down Leo's shaft, circling around the head and then dipping back down to trail along until he was settled at the base. His hand had since slipped to roll his balls between his fingers, gently massaging them and thumbing against the sensitive spot behind his balls.

''Fuck, close,'' Leo grunted. Logan eased off but didn't completely remove the stimulation like he had been doing previously. He removed his hand but only turned down the vibrator a setting. ''Lo! Lo, I'm--'' Leo's legs jerked from the knee down as he fought to keep himself from coming, the veins and muscles in his lower abdomen clenching so hard, Reg was sure he could see the individual tendons there. At the last second, Lo pulled it back, watching as Leo's cock dribbled out a constant stream of precum against his stomach.

''Tell me when to go,'' Logan said softly, stroking his hands up and down Leo's thighs.

After several seconds of breathing, Leo gave him the go ahead.

Watching Leo cum after being denied for so long was a marvel. His entire body tensed, a harsh blush spreading across his cheeks and down as his muscles locked. His moans were whiny and breathing, gradually changing into low mumbles of praise.

When his body went lax against the bed, he let out a breathless laugh, his eyes fluttered closed. ''Wow.'' The three of them let out light chuckles at that.

''You can sit there and catch your breath for a few. Harzy can keep the birthday gifts coming, oui?''

''Anything you want, sweetheart,'' he shot back immediately.

''Well,'' Logan began, his hands still running soothingly across Leo's thighs as they still trembled under his touch, ''it's actually something from you and our princess.''

''You can use me however you want,'' Reg said with a soft wink when Logan's cheeks pinked at that (seriously, after what he just gleefully put Leo through, that was what made him blush?)

''Don't tempt me, love.'' Logan pressed a gentle kiss to the centre of Leo's chest who hummed tiredly, his eyes still closed, his arm thrown across his face. Logan shuffled over to where Finn and Reg were sat back against the headboard, wiggling between them, both of them chuckling. ''Can I sit and watch you kiss for a bit?''

Reg's head tilted, really not expecting that considering the kinky-ness he'd just witnessed. ''You just wanna watch us make out?''

''Yeah. Is that a problem?'' Reg didn't know what to think about the gleam in his eye.

''Non, if that's what you want.'' Finn nodded his agreement.

''Oui, s'il te plaît.'' Finn, on Logan's right, balanced a hand on the bed to his side so he could lean over and cup Reg's cheek. When their lips locked, he made sure to put on a show the way he knew Logan liked, ensuring he could see the way his tongue dominated Reg's in his mouth. Finn dropped his hand when Reg's came to rest on the side of his neck to massage Logan's thigh, pinching the inside of it lightly then smoothing his thumb over the sensitive skin.

''You need to teach me how to kiss like you,'' Reg breathed into his mouth after several, several minutes of kissing back and forth which Logan seemed to not be tiring of at all if the way he kept slowly stroking himself was anything to go by.

Finn grinned, his spit-slick lips sinful as they twisted. ''Why? I like how you kiss.'' As if to prove his point, he kissed him deeply once more, making his head spin.

'''S different when you do it.''

''You've never kissed you. Trust me, baby, 's very fucking sexy. So soft,'' Finn mumbled in his mouth.

''My lips are soft?'' Reg asked, drawing Finn's bottom lip between his teeth as he answered.

Finn groaned gently, his eyes hooded and dilated. ''Your fucking tongue is soft, baby. Skin is soft. You're just so soft, princess.''

''Keep it to kissing,'' Logan said, the first time he'd spoke since his first request as he saw their control waver.

With a soft whimper, Reg did as he was told, happily accepting the kiss Finn pressed to his lips again. When Finn began kissing along Reg's cheek, the one facing away from Logan, he instantly mumbled back when Logan began complaining. ''You said kiss. I'm kissing his ear it still counts. I'm sure you'll be just as pleased watching his face.'' He did place a few kisses before he began whispering almost inaudibly in his ear. ''Drop your mouth open, close your eyes. How d'you feel about making out with Lo's cock between our mouths?''

Reg didn't have to pretend to moan then, letting out a soft groan at the idea. ''Yes,'' he moaned.

''Let's go then.''

Finn pulled back then and kissed Reg's cheek before they both sank down between Logan's legs, breaking him out of whatever inner reverie he was currently in. Opening his mouth to argue almost immediately, Logan quickly stuttered when their tongues both skimmed across his head, tangling together while in contact with his tip. Lips wrapping around either side of his leaking head, they laved their tongues over it, sucking lightly, careful not to make the sensation too overwhelming with it coming from both of them.

"'M gon' cum, oh fuck." Lo threw his had back, ignorant to when it hit off the headboard as he began spilling across his stomach. He lifted his head when the most intense waves of his orgasm died off to watch them drag their tongues across his abs to clean the cum, kissing it from each other's lips until it was all gone.

"I knew that was gonna be hot but I didn't think it was gonna do something that quick." Finn smirked as he licked the last bead of cum off his bottom lip.

"You and me both," Logan mumbled, blowing out a breath of hot air as he tried to settle his trembling limbs. "Wow that was hot. I like that."

"We'll give you as many double blowjobs as you want, baby," Reg smiled, kissing his way up Logan ribs to his mouth, sharing the taste of his cum. "So, game night?" Logan tilted his head, thinking for a moment before he reached up to wrap his arms around Reg's neck and pull him back down.

"I've got a bit more energy to burn off still if there are any takers."

"Burn away, gorgeous," Reg mumbled, biting down into the flesh of his bottom lip. "I can take it." He couldn't help his smile when Leo shuffled from next to them, rising up on his knees and jerking his half-hard cock.

Chapter 14: Game Night, Group Fucking and Creampies

Summary:

HIII LOVELIES!!!

the rest of logan's birthday chapter is hereeeee.

thank you as always for being patient and a little spoiler for the next update is that lo and leo's hard scene will be a major part of it so it'll be more leaning towards their relationship together so i hope that everyone's okay with that!!

as per request of one of our dearest lovelies in the comments, there will also be gym fluff with leo and reg in the next update too

basically: if you're a leo fan (hi, me too) and you're a fan of dom leo (hi again) the next chapter is your shit (hopefully)

to those who celebrate - MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! and to those who don't i hope you enjoy the festive season nonetheless :)

enjoy my darlings, again, feedback and requests in the comments are always welcome, they always brighten up my day

MWAH MWAH MWAH

~9,800

Logan padded down the stairs slowly, dressed in Regulus' jersey and a pair of boxers and hovered at the doorway to the kitchen, watching the three of them potter around - Regulus and Finn more so following instruction from Leo and wandering around kind of aimlessly in between. Finn, naturally, was in the shortest, tightest pair of boxers you'd ever seen and Regulus wasn't much better, too happy and carefree to resist when Finn approached him with an equally as tight pair with slightly longer legs. Leo, having a stronger backbone even on birthdays, was dressed in a pair of sweats, grey, per Logan's request (he figured that was something he could agree to). The heating was on blast, they'd be fine.

''Enjoying the view?'' Leo asked, his back still turned to Logan. Regulus and Finn peered over their shoulders in perfect sync, not having heard him come towards them. 

''Very much so.'' 

''C'mere and try this. Make sure it's what you want.'' Leo was making his mom's gumbo, perhaps Logan's favourite food on the planet, rivalled only by Celeste's casserole. He jogged forwards with an interested sound, slipping between Leo and the counter, waiting patiently for Leo to hand him whatever it was. With a half-smile, Leo got some of the spice mix he'd picked out and held the packet under Logan's nose until he got a pleased hum. ''Want to taste it before I put it in?'' 

In response, Logan just opened his mouth. Sprinkling a small pinch onto his finger, Leo wrapped his other hand around Logan's hip, stepping forwards so his body was pressed along the length of his back as he slipped his finger past his lips until it brushed against his tongue. Logan's lips closed around his fingertip, his tongue moving to lap against the pad of it. He nodded eagerly when he let Leo's finger slip out his mouth.

''Yes, please.'' There was a kiss to his clothed shoulder. 

''Okay, baby,'' he mumbled, sliding out from behind him to check on where Regulus was stirring the roux, looking more concentrated that Logan had ever seen him, even on the ice. 

''Did I burn it?'' he asked, his tone worried even as he didn't dare look away to glance at Leo as he came up next to him. 

Leo laughed softly, rubbing circles into Regulus' lower back. ''No, love. Another minute or so and it'll be ready.'' With a smile at how fucking cute they were, Logan turned to his other, again very focused, boyfriend, who was chopping the pile of vegetables in front of him. There was a slight furrow to his brow, his lips pressing together slightly to create the look Logan knew as Finn's face of utmost care and concentration. Hugging him from behind, Logan snuggled into his back with a happy sigh. 

''You okay there, birthday boy?'' 

''Mhm.'' 

''Good,'' was all he replied, the smile in his voice evident. 

After another short while, the gumbo was prepared, Leo quickly browning off the sausage and throwing in the meat they (Leo) had brought the other day. 

''Alright, we can just leave this at a low heat until we want it.'' It was only just past 3pm and none of them were overly hungry after breakfast so they decided that drinks and a few games would be the next activity for the day. Finn made up some daytime-appropriate cocktails - basically ones that wouldn't have you on your ass in three seconds flat like some of his other concoctions - and they settled spread across throw pillows and blankets in the middle of the living room floor. 

Leo headed over to one of the large cabinets they had either side of the TV and opened one to reveal an impressive collection of board games. 

''Wow,'' Regulus said, genuinely stunned. 

''We weren't joking. Old men at heart,'' Logan teased. Without hesitation, Leo slid Cluedo out from the pile and brought it over. 

''As per tradition,'' Leo said with a smile as he sat. 

''Fair warning, Lo played this with his sisters all the time when he was growing up. We're sure he cheats but we've never figured out how.'' Finn grinned at Logan's offended noise. 

''I do not cheat. I just have exceptional detective skills that you can never hope to match.'' 

With a laugh at their teasing, Regulus snuggled up close to Leo's back as he sorted the game, setting everything up with unwavering focus, making sure everything was in the right spot. ''I like game night already,'' he mumbled into the skin just behind Leo's ear. 

''We haven't started yet, angel,'' Leo chuckled. 

Regulus just hummed. ''Everyone's so relaxed and happy,'' he explained. 

With his insides officially turned to mush, Leo turned his head to look at Regulus over his shoulder. He just observed him for a moment before he puckered his lips for a kiss, the other man gladly giving it to him. ''Je t'aime,'' Leo whispered.

''Je t'aime,'' Regulus mumbled back, moving away and leaving the man to set up in peace while he grabbed his drink. Taking a swig, his brows shot up at he looked at Finn. ''Baby, I thought these weren't supposed to have you seeing double in two glasses.''

''They aren't that bad,'' Finn defended himself, the other two laughing in the background.

''What's your version of a strong drink? Rubbing alcohol?'' 

''Love, you don't even wanna know,'' Logan got out between laughs.

''We're horny drunks, strong drinks are usually a good thing,'' Finn pouted. 

''I know we are, baby. But I feel like we're gonna have to be able to see to play anything and I don't know how many of these I can handle before the only thing I can focus on is how tight your boxers are.'' Finn's pout disappeared at Regulus' flirting, a cocky smile instantly replacing it on his features. 

''Oh dear. Whatever will we do if that happens.'' 

Before Regulus could reply, Leo announced that the game was ready to go and the four of them shuffled around to sit spaced-out around the board, rolling for the order they'd go in.

 

Considering all the drinks, flirting and kiss breaks, an hour to do one round of Cluedo wasn't too bad, Regulus thought. Logan won, obviously, announcing proudly that he maintained his title as reigning champion. They were all well and truly tipsy now, trying to decide on the next game to play, the last before their dinner break. 

''Can we play Twister?'' Logan asked, his words slurring slightly where he had his head laid in Leo's lap. 

'''Course, little angel. You wanna play or spin?'' Leo asked, carding his hands through Logan's hair and instantly knowing the answer. 

''Spin, please.'' 

Regulus stood, offering to grab it from the cupboard. As he crouched in front of the open door, he skimmed the titles of the games quickly, his eyebrows shooting up for the second time when he saw some of the names and graphics on them. A quick peer over his shoulder had the three of them cracking up.

''Rule number one of game night,'' Finn began as Regulus headed back over with the Twister box, ''no sexy games until after dinner. We get...carried away.'' 

''Oh, I've noticed.'' 

Upon Logan's choice, Regulus was going first and, within less than two minutes, he was balanced with one foot on red, one on blue and his hand stretched to land on yellow. Leo, being second in line with their turn order, was stood directly behind him, one foot on blue, the other on yellow, the circles he'd chosen to stand on meaning that his crotch was level with where Regulus was bent at the waist. 

Regulus let out a squawk when he felt Leo's hand slide down from where it had rested on the small of his back to his ass, pulling back in a harsh slap that had him yelping. ''Leo! Fuck off, you're gonna make me fall.'' 

''What'd I say earlier about watching how you talk to me, hm?'' Oh god, Regulus was fucked. He'd slipped into his low, sultry tone he usually took on during scenes - or when he was horny, which, judging by the hardness pressing into the back of his thigh, definitely counted as right now. The hand on his ass slipped down so Leo could thumb at the sensitive skin behind his balls through his boxers. Regulus couldn't hold in his groan at the surprise. ''This is cheating.'' 

With Finn, leaning to keep his foot on red and his hand on green, giving a nod at Logan to spin for Leo's turn, Regulus was freed from his sensory torture by Logan commanding the man to put his right hand on blue. Of course, the man chose to bend straight over Regulus, curse the guy's long ass limbs, his lips caressing the back of his neck. 

It took the three of them about twenty minutes of shuffling before they clocked that Logan had long since ditched the spinner, instead opting to contort them into various positions that showed off their muscles the best. 

He looked too pleased with himself for them to be even slightly annoyed at him, Regulus instead picking him up and slinging him over his shoulder, carrying him over to the kitchen where Leo and Finn had started dishing up the food.  

Finn glanced over at them when they came through the door and instantly laughed. ''Oh, you're gonna regret that, princess.'' Popping Logan down, Regulus tilted his head questioningly in his direction. ''Manhandling makes him feral.'' 

''He's always feral.'' As he said that, Regulus couldn't help but think that maybe he was very, very right; considering the way Logan was looking at him as he sat in one of the dining chairs. He had his arms folded across the top of the back, his chin propped on them as his eyes raked over Regulus' arms. ''Is this what it's gonna be like if you watch me lift?'' 

''Me staring at my unbelievably sexy boyfriend? Oui, Monsieur.''

Regulus pretended to think for a moment as he headed over to him, leaning his own arms on the free space of the back of his chair and bending down until they were eye-to-eye. ''Does that mean I can persuade you into giving me one of your unbelievably sexy blowjobs if I do?'' 

''Knowing me, after watching you lift, I'll let you use me in whatever way you want.'' 

And god if that didn't send Regulus' imagination reeling. He hummed lowly, tracing Logan's face with his eyes, half-lidded and seductive. ''I'd be careful of what you promise. There are a lot of things I'd like to do to you. Very few of which will leave you in any state to get on a plane, nevermind presentable enough to visit family.''

Logan leaned up until their lips were a hair apart. ''Promise?'' A slow smile spread across his lips, widening when a matching one stretched across Regulus' as he just hummed his affirmation before breaking the distance between their lips. 

''Alright loverboys, no fucking at dinnertime,'' Leo sang as he came over. 

''Oh but he's so pretty,'' Regulus breathed against his lips, breaking the kiss and pushing up onto his hands, still resting on the back of the chair. He couldn't help but laugh. ''Really? All of that and me calling you pretty is what makes you blush?'' 

With a pout at the tease, Logan turned to sit properly in his seat as bowls and plates of different things were stacked on the table. 

''I like pretty. 'S my favourite compliment.'' 

''Well good, you're our pretty little angel,'' Leo whispered into his ear, kissing his cheek when he set his bowl of gumbo in front of him. 

''Merci, daddy.'' 

There was a replying kiss pressed to his hair, the ghost of a hand on his shoulder before the three of them slipped into their seats around the table. 

 

 

Logan hid his face in his hands when the three of them began a, frankly, horrendous rendition of 'happy birthday', carrying one of the biggest cakes Logan had ever seen, covered with so many candles he couldn't even see what was on it. It took three large breaths to get all the candles out, an even more monumental task when he was gasping in breath between laughs. The cake was slid onto the table and forgotten about as he walked into their arms, cuddling in as close as he could. 

''Happy birthday, my gorgeous boy,'' Finn mumbled into his hairline. 

''Happy birthday, little one.'' 

''Bon anniversaire, mon ange.'' 

They snuggled each other for a long while, all caving whenever Logan pressed closer as they began to let him go so he could see his cake.

''I-- baby, are you crying?'' Leo asked, instantly fretting when he felt Logan's shaky breath against his shoulder. 

''I'm okay,'' he mumbled, ''I'm okay. I'm just happy.'' He laughed wetly at his own dramatics, smiling at the breaths of relief he got in return. ''Fuck, I'm gonna miss you when we're away.'' The knowledge that they'd all be apart in a few days, even just for five days, was horrible. 

''Stay at mine the night before you go?'' Regulus asked suddenly. ''I'm closer to the airport than here so we can squeeze in more cuddles before you have to leave.'' They were flying out late on the 23rd so they'd arrive in their respective destinations in the early hours of Christmas eve and be able to spend the day leading up to Christmas with their family. 

The three jumped at the suggestion, instantly agreeing. 

''Enough thinking about sad stuff. This is a celebration of our beautiful baby being born and I think we should get on with the celebratory part of the night,'' Leo said, smirking at the implications he was making. 

They all ate a far too large slice of cake - red velvet, of course - which was a unanimous favourite selfie Logan had sent the boys a few weeks ago. Straight out of the shower, Fleur-de-lis necklace on with his towel slung low on his hips, the flash hiding his face enough that they could risk getting it made in their local superstore. 

Finn disappeared once they'd finished - one: to clear away the plates, two: to start preparing more 'night-appropriate' drinks - Regulus dreaded to think what they would be. 

Appearing back with four glasses and a very full, colourful pitcher, he looked far too proud of himself. Taking a tentative sip of the cup he was given, Regulus' brows drew in the centre. 

''It tastes like fruit juice.'' 

''It won't when you try and stand up after half a glass,'' Leo chuckled, lightly sipping his own. 

Finn laughed and leaned down to press a kiss to Regulus' hairline. ''If you want something different, I can make a small mix for you instead,'' he whispered into his skin. 

''Non, non. It's really nice, you just might have to carry me to bed later.'' 

''I can do that no problem, honey.'' He kissed his temple and went to carry the pitcher into the living room, the other three trailing behind him. 

''Is it sexy game time now or is there another rite of passage before that?'' Regulus asked, sitting with his back to Leo's chest as the other man leaned against the front of the sofa. 

''First, we need to find a way to pass the time until I feel like I can breathe properly again,'' Logan chuckled. As amazing as the gumbo had been, and it had been amazing, they were all now so full, from that and the cake, that they felt like they had to be rolled through the house. 

Finn, who had been focused and scrolling on his phone, suddenly perked up. ''Cheeky would you rather?'' he asked, his brow raised as he looked at them over his phone. After three replying mumbles of agreement, Finn moved to cosy down next to Leo, tugging Logan to cuddle into his chest. ''Okay, first one. Urm,'' he skimmed his eyes past the usual, boring ones, waiting until something jumped out at him. ''Shopping for sex toys or lingerie?''

''Considering I've done a grand total of one of those things, I'm gonna go with lingerie,'' Regulus answered instantly. 

''Fuck, I still can't believe we missed that,'' Leo grumbled, the pout on his lips pronounced. 

''You also missed his face when he was looking in all the glass cabinets.'' Logan smirked to himself, proud and assured, when Finn and Leo both went deathly still, remembering all of the things they'd seen and bought from those cabinets before. 

''We need to go together, in the new year. And shop, a lot. Anything you wanna try, baby, we'll get.'' Regulus squirmed in Leo's lap, both at his words and his lips grazing the bend of his shoulder. ''M'kay?'' Regulus nodded. ''Use your words, love. You used them enough to give me attitude, you can use them to give me proper answers.'' 

''Okay, daddy.'' 

''There you go. Baby, our good boy's back.'' He made sure he breathed his teasing across the sensitive skin of Regulus' neck, mouthing along it gently. 

Finn hummed in response to Leo's statement. ''I was wondering where he went.'' He smiled at Logan's laugh, the combination of the alcohol and the switch in tone of both his doms making him giggly. ''What's your answer, angel? Sex toys or lingerie?'' 

''Hmm. Sex toys,'' he thought for another second before confirming. ''Yeah, sex toys.'' 

''Daddy?'' The difference in how Finn said it and how Regulus and Logan said it sent Leo's head spinning. Submissive in its own right but in a different way. He had to fight for Finn's submission more. Not that there weren't days that he had to battle to get Logan to submit too (he was fucking waiting for the day Regulus would make him work for it, like actually work for it) but the end goal was always that they would, they just wanted to act like they were in control for a while before they gave in. With Finn, sometimes he never submitted, sometimes they just battled back and forth for dominance with neither of them winning until they both came. He never really got in the mood to be submissive himself, he just didn't work that way, the switch that prompted him from dom to sub was permanently stuck. The only thing that really wavered was his tolerance for attitude.

Clearly, today, his tolerance was pretty much at zero. For Logan and Regulus. Finn wasn't in a submissive mood and he knew that Leo wouldn't rag on him for it unless he was trying to initiate something, even then he could colour out if he really wasn't in the mood.

It always got worse whenever they were coming up to being apart; not having them around him all the time set him on edge so brattiness and bullshit...definitely didn't go down well.

''Regie, you've got him spinning out,'' Logan chuckled, sipping his drink again and continuing tracing the lines of Finn's bicep. ''So pretty and sweet you've made daddy go dumb.'' 

Leo genuinely had to fight the slow smile from spreading across his face. He wasn't sure why he was surprised at this point at how well Logan could read him. 

''What'd we say about birthdays, angel?'' He gazed at Logan, propping his chin on Regulus' shoulder as he did. 

''You can't punish me on my birthday,'' Logan recited the rule they'd agreed on when Logan had been pushing some major buttons on his birthday the year before. 

''But you can earn them.'' That was his last warning before he actually did start earning them. He'd been given enough already. 

''I can earn them by being sarcastic now?'' Logan leaned his head back against Finn's shoulder, looking right back at Leo through his lashes. 

''You earn them by being a fucking brat like you are now. Being sarcastic and being a disrespectful little shit gets you two very different places.''

''Yeah? Like where? Just so I know which direction I'm headed,'' Logan whispered back. Even Finn raised a brow at that. Getting called out for being a brat when he was really testing Leo's patience always nudged him back into line. Maybe Regulus was right and he really did need to be careful how much alcohol he mixed into these things. 

''Sarcasm is fine. It's pretty hot, actually, so it more than likely ends up with you underneath me and covering yourself in cum until your tongue stops working. The other, the road you're on in case you didn't notice, gets you somewhere similar. Except you're tied to the bedframe, nice and wide, you know the way I like it. And your pretty little cock is drooling against your stomach, covered with our cum because even your cock is tied up.'' That was the thing that made Logan rethink whether he actually wanted to push those particular buttons or not. 

Logan had a very strong, very real love-hate relationship with cock rings. He hated them, like genuinely fucking hated having them on. It always felt like he was cumming but he never actually got to; it was basically his worst nightmare. But, he loved the control it gave Leo and Finn. He didn't really have the self-control to not cum if one of them told him he wasn't allowed, even if he wanted to follow instructions.

They both, naturally, knew that he loved it the first time they used it and were utterly baffled when he said he hated it. After a long, long talk, they realised that he did like it, he was just a brat and hated having his orgasms taken from him; therefore, it was the perfect punishment. 

''And,'' drawled Finn, ''good boy number 2 is back.'' 

''Both,'' Leo said simply, finally answering the question. ''Depends on what toy we end up buying.'' 

''Lingerie all day,'' Finn said, keeping his voice neutral but smirking sidelong at Leo when the man caught his gaze out the corner of his eye. The two boys in their laps were flushed red and so silent it was almost comical. 

Well, they were quiet until small request came from Regulus. 

''Can we use some soon?'' 

''You wanna use toys on us or we use them on you, love?'' Leo asked, his voice slipping into soothing, all firmness gone as he saw Regulus' hands knotted in his lap. He slid his hands from being curled around Regulus' waist to separate them, cocooning them both in his and rubbing his thumbs over his wrists. 

''Second one?'' he mumbled. 

''Okay, baby. We can sit and go through everything tomorrow if you want. We don't have to play, we can just talk about them, see what you're interested in.'' 

''Yeah, okay. That sounds nice.'' 

''Can you look at me for a second, my love?'' Regulus complied instantly, peering over his shoulder. He wanted to check if it was the alcohol or slipping that was making him as jittery as he was. It was neither he concluded and manoeuvred Regulus so he was curled on his side against his chest, taking his glass from him and placing it on the floor beside them. ''There's no need to be anxious. It's just us. It'll be like when you were nervous about us kissing you and then we got close and everything was fine, right?''

''I know. I trust you. I'm excited, I am, it's just nerve-wracking. Don't worry, I'm okay.'' At the genuine, excited glean in Regulus' eye, Leo just nodded instead of pressing further, kissing his forehead and wrapping his arms around his body to cuddle him close. When Leo gave Finn a discreet nod, he unlocked his phone and skimmed the page he had open.

''Next question, obviously I'm editing the context of this but would you rather secretly give oral under the desk at a panel or secretly receive oral under the desk at a panel?''

''Give,'' Leo said instantly. 

''Second that,'' Logan answered.

''Both,'' Finn mumbled. ''One then the other preferably,'' he smirked. 

''Receive, I think,'' Regulus replied. 

''Morning sex or late night sex?'' Finn, Regulus and Leo all said late night but Logan gave a little smile and said the opposite. ''That's just because you like cuddlefucking,'' he laughed.

''Fucking is fucking. Still counts,'' Logan shrugged with a smile. 

''Oh, applicable to upcoming days. Virtual sex via facetime or sexting? Fucking love facetime but considering I'm gonna be surrounded with family literally 24/7, I'm gonna say sexting,'' Finn said with a sigh. 

''Same,'' Logan replied, looking as anguished at the fact that, with how many people were going to be in and around the house at all times, there was going to be very little opportunity to have a long, sexy facetime. 

Reading porn, sexting, basically the same thing, Regulus figured and gave his preferred answer. 

''Both,'' Leo answered. As long as it was the three of them on the other end, he didn't really care all that much. 

''Alright, urm. God some of these are so boring.'' Finn scrolled aggressively for a few seconds, until he hummed somewhat interestedly. ''Give or receive a lap dance. Receive, for sure.'' 

''Either, I'm sure I'll be happy with both.'' They all giggled at Logan's self-assurance. 

''I wouldn't mind giving one but I'm like 99% sure my everything is too long for it to be any kind of sexy.'' Okay, Leo was kind of right with that idea. 

''Absolutely give.'' That got Regulus a few, sweet kisses along the back of his neck from Leo as he began singing a much huskier version of 'Private Dancer' by Tina Turner. Regulus broke out into little laughs at that, squirming in his lap but not trying to get away from the sensation.

They turned their attention to Finn when he snorted. ''Classic - spit or swallow?'' 

''Spit then swallow,'' Logan smirked into his glass, making Leo let out that low chuckle that had goosebumps running along their skin. 

They went back and forth with some more generic ones until Finn found one that had him letting out a low chuckle and sipping his drink before he said it.

''Okay, last one before we get into the sexy part of game night. Watching porn or reading porn?'' Regulus' foot instantly shot out to kick at Finn's outstretched calf, making him break into laughter. ''A question's a question, little love.'' 

He sat up a bit in Leo's lap, facing him. ''Using cute nicknames doesn't make you innocent, you know.'' 

''It does make it real hard to be annoyed at me though, huh?'' 

Carving his features into a look of annoyance, Regulus rolled his eyes at Finn, laying back down against Leo. ''Fuckin' sexy smirks and sexy words and being all fuckin' sexy all the time,'' he muttered angrily. With a jovial laugh, Finn leaned a hand on the small stretch of carpet separating his and Leo's sides and bumped his nose against Regulus'. 

''Having sexy boyfriends is a hardship, I know.'' Letting out a soft, almost silent huff, Regulus tilted his head the centimetre or so forwards so he could reach Finn's lips and bit his lip roughly. Finn took in a sharp breath, leaning back a few inches to bring his hand up to his lip, pressing at the bead of blood blooming there. He let out a sound that couldn't be described as anything but a growl and lunged forwards, grabbing the back of Regulus' neck and yanking him towards him. He kissed him rough and hard, teasing scraps of his teeth along Regulus' own lip but never actually biting. 

Leo's hand snuck between them, quickly moving Regulus' drink before it was knocked over; he glanced over Regulus' head at Logan, still cradled in Finn's lap even as the other man leaned to kiss Regulus. He raised a brow when he saw the dazed look in his eyes as he watched them. He continued watching as Logan snapped out of it and shuffled in Finn's hold and started tugging down his boxers. 

That made Finn pull away from Regulus, for a moment, and glance down at Logan, now lying on his stomach between Finn's legs. 

''Can I suck your cock, Sir?'' 

''Like I'm going to say 'no' to that,'' Finn smiled, stroking a hand through Logan's curls, thumb rubbing against his temple. His eyes fluttered and his head dropped back as Logan trailed his tongue up his length. Leo patted Regulus' hip lightly, making the other man turn to him. He nodded his head at Finn, his lip quirking into a half-smirk. Regulus smiled right back, kissing Leo slowly and deeply before he climbed from his lap to press himself up against Finn's side. He gently guided Finn's face towards his with a hand on his cheek and licked into his mouth to tangle his tongue with his.

When Finn tried speeding the kiss up, Regulus kept it slow and steady until Finn was literally trembling in his skin, both from the teasing and Logan's hollowed cheeks around his cock. 

Leo let out a shaky breath at the sight and slipped his hand past the waistband of his sweats, the damp patch on the front already visible. He watched the three of them together, stroking himself slowly, teasingly, rubbing his palm over the head every few strokes to make the muscles in his thighs twitch before bringing himself back to that aching, barely-there pleasure. He let his head fall back to rest against the sofa cushion and closed his eyes, listening to Finn being taken apart by the two of them. 

He heard as Finn came, gasping into Regulus' mouth and Logan's own groan while he swallowed around him desperately. There was barely a few seconds of pause before a warm mouth wrapped over his own cock. Leo didn't have enough sense of mind to even open his eyes and look at whose it was, to be completely honest, he didn't care much. Sliding his hand over the back of their head, he tangled it in his hair and guided it along his cock, thrusting up into the wet heat around it. 

''God, baby,'' he grunted. '''M gonna fucking cum. Swallow it.'' The mouth hummed around him, the vibrations making his hips quake. ''Christ, you're perfect,'' he muttered as he rode it out. He blinked his eyes open to see Regulus smiling up at him, making eye contact while his throat bobbed with a swallow. ''What were we on about again? Porn?'' 

A light thwack to his shoulder had everyone laughing. 

''I like watching our porn, other porn is shit,'' Finn said nonchalantly, kissing across Logan's cheek as he pulled the other man close. 

Leo and Logan grumbled their agreements and everyone turned to Regulus for his answer. ''Reading, obviously,'' he said. ''Assholes,'' he mumbled, lower. 

There were scattered chuckles before Finn patted Logan's hip. ''Alright, birthday boy, I know you've got games in mind already. Go pick one.'' With a kiss to his cheek, Logan sprung from his lap and was at the cupboard in a split second. As Finn had guessed, Logan didn't even look at the options before he slid a box out. 

''We've been meaning to play this since we got it but we haven't gotten round to it yet,'' he explained to Regulus, removing the plastic wrapper still on the box. The boys shuffled more into a circle shape, Regulus crawling out of Leo's lap to sit next to Logan, who'd plopped himself down facing them. 

Less than a minute later, Logan had got everything out the box and had skimmed the instructions so he understood the brief explanation on the back of the container. There were three spinners laid out: one with four quarters each a different colour, one with various parts of the body and one with three separate images - a pair of lips, a tongue and teeth.

''What the fuck is this game about?'' Regulus asked, necking back the rest of his drink absentmindedly and instantly regretting it when the alcohol hit the back of his throat all at once. 

''Everyone assigns themselves a colour, whoever's turn it is spins each of the spinners once. This one,'' he pointed to the one with solely pictures on it, ''decides what you do. This one,'' he gestured at the largest one with the different body labels, ''decides where you do a certain thing. And this one,'' he waved a hand to the last one, ''decides who you do it to.'' 

''Jesus Christ. This isn't what I expected when you said you had a lot of board games.'' 

''Board games, foreplay, what's the difference?'' Finn laughed at the vaguely impressed look on Regulus' face. 

''Pick a colour any colour, baby,'' Logan looked at Regulus with excitement written all over his features, his eyes surveying Regulus' entire body in a way that made his skin vibrate. 

''Red,'' he said, his voice a lot more gravelly than he'd intended. 

Logan picked yellow, Leo blue and Finn green. 

''Question,'' Leo said before Logan began his turn, first, of course, as they insisted it was his birthday. ''Are we taking the teeth as a bite or a hickey?'' 

''Hickey,'' Regulus heard himself say, without his permission. He resisted the urge to bring his hand to his mouth and tried to act like he wasn't as embarrassed about how quickly that came from him than he actually was. 

''Okay, princess,'' Leo replied, not even trying to hide his soft smirk. 

Logan spun for the colour first, getting green and then took his time choosing between spinning for an area and a type of kiss, Finn getting more and more fidgety by the second. He gave the man a cheeky smile and covered each of the spinners with his other hand, flicking it again before he moved it so Finn wouldn't know what it landed on. Shuffling on his knees to close the short gap between them, Logan settled on Finn's thighs and brought a hand up to tap on the underside of his chin. 

''Head up, please.'' Finn did as he was told and dropped his head back. Logan would admit that he did bend the rules a little and scrape his teeth along the base of Finn's neck before he licked a long, slow stripe up the length of it, grazing his bottom lip along his Adam's apple as he did. When Logan went to move off his lap, Finn wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer. 

''There's no need to be spread out. Stay here.'' There was enough dominance steeped into his tone despite the shakiness of his voice that Logan sat back down without another thought, shifting to sit side-wards on his lap instead. Finn didn't often take on that tone but it seemed to come so naturally for him whenever he did that Regulus' stomach dipped. The hand Finn wrapped around his ankle was possessive even though it was an innocent move, his thumb tracing along the bone of it. It made Logan shiver. 

''Daddy, you go next.'' 

Leo leaned towards the spinners, flicking the area one first and smirking at what he got, his body hiding it from Logan and Finn and his arm propping him up blocking Regulus' line of sight. He quickly spun the other two and sat back against the sofa. Making eye contact with Regulus, he silently beckoned him over. 

Regulus moved to climb onto his lap but Leo instead grabbed his hips and urged him to sit with his back against his chest. Being that close to him was fucking with his head, Regulus was getting that fuzziness around the edges of his brain and the soft smothering feeling around his senses. Leo ran the backs of his knuckles up and down his arms for a few moments, the touch working to ground him a bit. One of his hands slipped under his arm to rest against his ribs while the other continued down until he looped his fingers around his wrist. 

Smiling, Leo kissed Regulus' temple as his head tilted back to rest against his shoulder. Bringing his hand up to his mouth, he grazed the softness of his lips against the inside of Regulus' wrist before pressing an open-mouthed kiss to it. Regulus' back arched ever so slightly against him, a sharp gasp escaping him. He latched his lips so he could suck lightly on the skin there, adding the barest hint of teeth then giving another soft kiss and lowering his wrist back down to his side. 

''You didn't leave a mark.'' The pout in Regulus' voice was notable. 

''And I'm not going to. It's too sensitive.'' 

''Okay,'' Regulus whispered back, nuzzling his nose into Leo's neck for a moment. He made himself sit up after that, still perching himself between Leo's legs but making some space between their bodies. Blinking, he took a deep breath in and instantly felt his head clear a bit. 

Finn took his turn next, letting out a gleeful chuckle and sidling up to Leo. The man went rigid behind Regulus, biting his lip roughly as he tilted his head to the side to give Finn better access to his ear. When he pulled away, Leo kept his eyes fluttered closed and had to swallow so he could speak.

''One hell of a kiss there, baby.'' 

''If I kiss you with tongue, it's still classed as a kiss. It's just a good one.'' 

Regulus leaned forward for his turn, diligently trying to ignore Leo's fingers skimming over the small of his back, dipping into the waistband of his boxers and then grazing back up his body. He smiled to himself when he got the birthday boy and tried to harness it when he got his next two categories. 

Moving towards Logan, still sat on Finn's lap with his knees up, Regulus stopped him when he tried to shuffle closer. ''Stay where you are, I'll come to you.'' He ended up kneeling by his feet, holding out his hand towards him and waiting until he gave his own hand. 

There was a unanimous groan when Regulus curled his lips around the fingertips of Logan's index and middle finger, lapping his tongue against the pads of his fingers before he took them deeper. He released his grip on Logan's wrist and hollowed his cheeks around them. It was his turn to moan, loudly, when Logan took the initiative and eased his fingers further into Regulus' mouth, his throat tightening around them as they slipped into the entrance of it. He kept eye contact with him the entire time, keeping his eyes wide and trusting. 

Every time Logan's fingers moved deep enough to make him gag, his hips jerked, making his cock press against his leg. He kept that up until there were tears rolling down his cheeks, Logan watching them without blinking, taking in the ruined look on his face. There was spit covering his bottom lip and chin as he kept his mouth loose and pliant for Logan to fuck into like when he sucked him off. 

He coughed around them when Logan kept them in his throat instead of dipping in and easing them back out again like he had been. Instantly moving to pull them back, he stopped as soon as Regulus made a pout - well, as close to a pout as he could considering his current predicament. 

''You're so fucking messy, baby,'' he whispered, enraptured with the sight in front of him. He rubbed his fingertips over the expanse of his tongue, scraping his nails against it experimentally and moaning softly to himself when Regulus' eyes rolled back for a second. The man mumbled incoherently around his fingers, his eyes half-lidded and teary. However reluctantly, Logan slipped his fingers from his mouth, just so that they rested on his lip instead and asked him to repeat it. 

''Can I fuck you?'' Logan blinked. ''Please?'' 

''Shit. I-- You're sure?'' 

''I want to. If you do,'' he added as hastily as he could manage. 

''Fuck yes,'' he breathed, moving out of Finn's lap to kneel in front of Regulus, wrapping his hand around the back of his neck and guiding him in for a wet kiss. He moaned freely into Regulus' mouth when the man's hands traced his own name on his back and dipped down to grab handfuls of his ass. ''Can I ride you? For your first, can I ride you?'' Regulus just nodded, refusing to remove his lips from Logan's. 

A warm pair of hands settled on Regulus' hips - Finn. A pair of soft lips brushing his ear a second later. ''Settle back against my chest, love.'' He'd moved to come to sit directly next to Leo. Regulus let himself be eased back, pressing his body back against Finn's as Logan fluidly followed him, their lips not parting for a moment while the man climbed into his lap, his knees resting between Regulus' and Finn's legs. Scrambling hands tugged down his boxers, Logan rising up onto his knees so Regulus had room to kick them off. 

He took a split second away from him to shuffle his own boxers down his legs before he pressed close against him again, not yet pressing their lips together. Reaching back, he went to tug the jersey off but was quickly stopped by Regulus' clutching onto the hem. 

''Keep it on.'' 

Logan suppressed his smile and jokingly rolled his eyes. ''You're as bad as each other,'' he mumbled, lunging forwards before Regulus could argue that he was indeed also as bad, silencing him with a kiss. They grinded against each other while they made out, tracing the entirety of the other's neck with their tongues, getting themselves achingly hard. 

''Here, darlin','' Leo's voice came, his accent thick as he pressed a bottle of lube into Logan's hand. 

Logan hummed, the sound more of a moan when he felt Regulus' cock in his hand and imagined how it was going to feel inside him, what new places he would reach with the slight curve of his cock. He lubed him up as quickly as he could while still making it feel good for him. When he was fully slicked up, Logan pushed up onto his knees and reached to guide him inside of him. 

Shaking hands settled on his hips. ''Do-- Don't you need to--''

Logan couldn't help but smile at the boy underneath him and his fretting. ''Baby. I've literally lost count of the amount of times I've been fucked today. I'm already prepped just fine.'' Regulus nodded, his hands loosening their grip, still holding onto him but not trying to hold him still anymore. Logan positioned Regulus' cock at his entrance, the lubed tip easing into him with little pressure. He took deep breaths to try and keep himself from sinking all the way down instantly and overstimulating him. 

He'd be lying if he said that a very large part of him didn't adore the way Regulus' eyes widened and shot up to meet his, disbelief colouring his face as his mouth went completely lax. A harsh breath forced itself from Regulus' lungs as his grip tightened again on his hips. When the rest of the tip slipped in, Regulus moaned, low and long, leaning his head against Finn's shoulder. 

A tear slid from the corner of his eye and rolled down his cheek when Logan finally sank to the hilt. ''Mon dieu, mon dieu,'' he gasped, the muscles in his thighs shaking and trembling. Logan leaned down, the slightest shift making Regulus break into a new round of moans. He cupped Regulus' cheek and lifted his face so he could kiss him, slow and so deep that it made his toes curl. 

''You feel so good inside me,'' he breathed against his lips. Regulus whimpered and wrapped his arms around the small of Logan's waist, holding his weight so he could get his feet underneath him. With Logan now supported by Regulus' thighs, Regulus leaned up and kissed his way up Logan's neck to his ear. 

''Move your hips,'' he whispered. Logan complied. He rocked back and forth for now, grinding against him, simultaneously rubbing his cock against Regulus' abs and giving the other man some friction against his cock. Leaning his forehead on Logan's collarbone, Regulus groaned, mouthing along his skin to satiate his need to get closer to him. 

Regulus gradually began rolling his hips up into Logan's, the other man's walls squeezing around him desperately. ''Can I go properly, please? Can I make you feel good?'' A jerky nod against his shoulder had him bracing his hands against Regulus', using them to help himself balance as he rose and sank down on him. 

Logan couldn't help but smile as he watched Finn watch them; his lips, teeth and tongue roving over the back of Regulus' neck even as he kept his eyes trained on where their hips met. 

He felt his collarbone dampen with Regulus' pants against it, his nails digging into his back through his jersey and pressing him to him. ''Ange, ange,'' he mumbled, repeating it like a prayer. 

The moment Regulus came almost sent Logan over the edge too, his desperate whines as he shook through it, the feeling of him releasing his cum inside of him, throbbing and grinding into the tight heat until he was completely milked dry. It was heaven to watch for him and the feeling was shared. Finn was flushed down to his chest, his pupils dilated as his eyes took everything in. 

''I'm sorry.'' 

Logan shook his head. ''Felt so good for me, baby. You were so good.'' Obviously, Logan hadn't expected him to last long. Not that he was one to brag outside the four walls of his home but riding was his speciality. After a few more minutes, Regulus' breathing had gone almost back to normal. ''Do you want me--''

''No,'' Regulus said instantly, tightening his grip where his arms had settled around his waist. ''Daddy,'' he began, turning to Leo, who had been sat next to them the entire time. A wide-eyed, shy look at him had Leo's brows flying up despite his consistent composure during the whole show he'd just gotten. 

''You want me to fuck you?'' His utter disbelief had Regulus shrinking away. 

''You don''t-- I was just thinking-- uh.'' 

''Baby, that was not my way of saying that I didn't want to. Fuck no.'' He gripped Regulus' chin when he wouldn't look at him. ''If you want it, of course I will.''

''Do you want to?'' 

''Princess, I'm not exaggerating when I say I've literally dreamt of it.'' That made a small smile stretch across his face, only Logan seeing the endearing look that it made appear on Finn's. 

''Can you stay?'' Regulus asked Logan. 

The man tilted his head, confused. ''Stay where, babe?'' 

In explanation, Regulus softly rolled his hips, pressing himself deeper where he was still buried inside Logan. Logan raised a brow to check. 

''I wanna get hard inside you. I wanna make you cum.'' Finn's blatant moan and the desperate shift of his hips against Regulus' back pretty much summed up everyone's thoughts on that. 

Logan leaned down to press his forehead against Regulus', both his hands cupping his cheeks. ''In what fucking world, my gorgeous boyfriend, do you think I'm ever gonna say no to that? You can fuck me whenever you want. Bend me over the coffee table, the kitchen counters, the sink,'' he smirked. ''You can roll me over in my sleep and take me, I don't care. I'm always gonna want you.'' 

He heard the smile spread across Regulus' face. ''Fucking knew you'd have a somno kink.'' 

Logan hummed. ''Have you read about that too, baby? Alone at night in bed?'' He trailed kisses along his cheek and to his ear, nibbling on the shell of it. ''Did you touch yourself thinking about it?'' 

''Yes.'' It was a quiet breath.

''Did you cum?'' 

''Yes.'' 

''God, I love how responsive you are. You're already getting hard. I can feel it inside me.'' Regulus moved to respond but broke off with a whimpering moan when he felt a lubed finger stroke along his hole. He was still slightly loose from when Finn had taken him in the bathroom so the first slipped inside easily. The sensation of Leo slowly spearing him open on his fingers had him gasping into Logan's mouth, the feeling even more intense at the feeling of Logan's walls shifting around him whenever he moved, even slightly, and Finn's lips caressing whatever skin he could reach. 

''Baby,'' Leo's voice came after a while, unusually strained for such a composed guy. ''Do you feel alright to take me or do you want me to keep going?'' 

''Non, je te veux, s'il te plaît.'' Regulus heard the lube bottle pop open again and Leo's trembling breath. 

Before he could ask what the hell was making Leo of all people so unsteady, Leo gave a gruff whisper as he lined himself up. ''Waited so fucking long for you, princess.'' Logan leaned more onto Regulus' chest, nuzzling into the side of his neck opposite to Finn and biting along the skin there, making Regulus' head blank for a moment. 

He then realised that the majority of both his and Logan's weight was leant back against Finn's chest and decided to point out the fact. 

''I'm a strong boy, I can take it.'' Well, that was that sorted. 

''If you want me to stop or slow down, tell me, okay?'' Leo said. 

''I will. Just please,'' Regulus whined, deciding to pretend like he didn't just let that kind of noise out his mouth. Leo, for once, didn't argue and rolled with what was requested of him. The low groan he let out as he slowly slid himself inside had heat sparking in Finn's abdomen, hot and sharp as he throbbed against the small of Regulus' back. 

When he was finally bottomed out inside him, Leo's hands settled on Logan's hips, his grip tightening to guide him to move. ''Ride him, angel, c'mon.'' Logan settled a hand on Regulus' chest and began sinking up and down on his cock properly, circling his hips on every downwards motion. The sensations running through Regulus' body had his walls flexing around Leo constantly. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so close to cumming so fast. Well, he could, it was the first time he'd spent the night with Finn and Logan - quite literally the entire night - and that was years ago. This man would drive him insane, he was sure. The three of them together though, like they were now, in front of him all breathless with pleasure? He felt like a madman. 

Taking a few deep breaths, he moved his hands from Logan's hips to the inside of Regulus' splayed thighs. He stroked his thumbs along the soft skin there, enjoying the sight of the muscles under the skin trembling and jumping under his touch. 

Trying to focus on that, he began rocking his hips gently, instantly squeezing his eyes closed and tilting his head back to try and compose himself. 

''Stop worrying about if you cum and fuck him. Between the both of you, he won't last either.'' Finn, the voice of sexual reason (if you'd believe) absolutely didn't stand for Leo's bullshit stresses and called him out on it. 

That seemed to be the thing that Leo needed to hear to get him to just let go and fuck him. He used his grip on his thighs to fuck deeper into him, gasping at the feeling of him paired with the friction now. 

''Baby, you feel fucking unreal.'' 

''Harder, please,'' was Regulus' answering gasp. Regulus' hands had replaced Leo's on Logan's hips, following the motion of him rising and falling rhythmically against him. 

''Shit, baby, did you cum?'' Logan asked through moans. Regulus nodded. 

''Still hard. Keep going.'' He lifted a hand from Logan's hip to half-heartedly jab his arm. ''Don't look so fucking smug.'' 

''Kinda hard not to, lovely.'' Before Regulus could rebut against him, Logan purposefully clenched around him, effectively killing any retort that had built in his throat. The resounding moan that echoed from Leo as Regulus tightened around him had Logan's cocky grin widening. 

''Harzy,'' Regulus breathed instead.

''Yeah, baby?'' Leo's head flicked up from where he'd lost himself watching where his and Regulus' hips met at how ruined Finn sounded. His eyes were half-lidded, his face flushed completely as he panted wetly against the back of Regulus' neck. 

''Are you close?'' 

''So fucking close,'' Finn breathed. ''Just keep feeling it, baby. Keep moaning for them.''

Oh. 

Regulus had seen Finn cum from it but not solely from it. Without fucking or being sucked off or jerking himself. He was going to cum from being pressed against Regulus' back and listening to them fuck. 

''He likes that,'' Logan smiled, his head tipping back as he moaned. ''I can feel him twitch inside me.'' Logan was trembling himself now, Leo's hard thrusts shifting Regulus underneath him and giving him all sorts of friction in new places. ''Shit, you're gonna make me cum, Regie.'' A second later, Regulus' soft hand wrapped around his cock, his thumb pressing just underneath the tip and rubbing in small, quick circles. Logan gave a grunt through clenched teeth before his mouth went lax, his head once again tipping back as he let out noises the boys hadn't heard in a while. 

His cum covered Regulus' chest in thick strokes, some hitting his chin and striping across his lip. The tightness that suctioned his cock made Regulus' second orgasm hit him full force, any ounce of restraint he'd had completely gone watching his boyfriend cum above him and feeling Finn shake through his own orgasm. Leo's thrusts slowed but he didn't pull out, just waited patiently for everyone to settle. 

After a few seconds to breathe and come down, Logan eased himself off of Regulus' lap and into Finn's waiting arms, the other man having slipped out from behind Regulus as he did. 

''Do you want to stop, love? You've cum a lot, it's alright if you're too sensitive.'' Leo met Regulus' eye, looking down at him with nothing but gentleness in his features. 

Regulus met his gaze unwaveringly, shaking his head. ''I want more of you.'' 

A smile danced across Leo's face before he spoke. ''Get on your knees for me, lean your arms on the sofa.'' Regulus complied, spreading his legs and arching his back as he waited for Leo to slide back inside him. There was the subtle pop of the lube cap before he felt Leo press against his back, kissing his way up his spine with slow, fluttering kisses until he pressed his lips to the back of his ear. ''I love you so much,'' he whispered as he guided his cock into him. ''You're so perfect, baby. So good and perfect and beautiful for us. From the moment we laid eyes on you, you had our hearts, princess. We were helpless to stop it. No other choice but to give you anything you want. Just gotta look at us with those pretty, grey eyes and we'll do whatever you ask.'' There was a breath of a laugh that gusted behind his ear. ''I feel like I'm gonna regret telling you that.'' 

''Please stop teasing me,'' Regulus whimpered, sick of the dull, barely-there pleasure he got from Leo slowly circling his hips as he was balls deep inside of him. Leo suddenly pulled his hips back and snapped them forwards roughly. Regulus yelped, his hand shooting out to rake his nails across the sofa cushion desperately. 

''Too hard?'' he whispered, his hips still. 

''Non. That's how I want it.'' At his reassurance, Leo nosed at the edge of his hairline against the back of his neck and continued pounding his hips in and out of him.

''Tell me when I hit somewhere good, okay?'' Regulus gave a shaky nod and subtly angled his hips this way and that to see what felt good. When Leo shifted his weight on his knees, Regulus gave a small whimper. 

''Up a bit,'' he mumbled; Leo instantly tilted his hips to change the angle of his cock. 

Regulus' eyes rolled back into his skull, his lips parting as he lay his cheek against the sofa cushion. Little noises were punched out of him with every thrust of Leo's cock, pleasure blanking out everything apart from the feeling of the man behind him. 

''I've got you, baby. Let it go, I'm gonna cum with you.''

Leo tried to keep himself together as he came, he really did, but christ, it was unreal. Every part of him shook as white hot pleasure filled him, the tightness of Regulus around him letting him feel the pleasure he gave him. The service top in him fucking adored that. 

When he could finally process his surroundings again, the first thing he heard was Regulus' soft pants and shaking, gentle moans as he came down. 

''Okay, sweetheart?'' he mumbled, stroking his hands up and down Regulus' sides. 

Regulus hummed in response. ''You cum a lot. Feel full.'' 

Leo felt himself blush at that although he didn't know why. ''I'll get you cleaned up, baby.'' Finn, as always, had already got wipes from somewhere and pushed them towards Leo across the carpet. Leo's eyes rolled when he pulled out, the sensitivity surprising him considering he'd climbed down the wave of pleasure already. 

He cleaned Finn's cum from Regulus' back first, giving Regulus a bit more time to breathe. He ended up with far more time to calm down than Leo had intended on giving when he got distracted by watching his cum slowly drip out of him. 

''I'm sorry to disappoint, love, but I don't usually cum this much.'' 

Regulus let out an amused sound. ''Must just be me then,'' he mumbled with a smug chuckle. 

Leo couldn't help but echo it, kissing between his shoulder blades. ''Must be, bunny.'' 

''Oh, he did cum hard,'' Logan faux-whispered to Finn. ''He pulled out the bunny card.'' 

Regulus turned his head to face Logan and Finn. ''Bunny card?'' 

''He only ever uses 'bunny' as a pet name if he's dom but also feels all soft and mushy,'' Finn explained, his sentence tapering when Logan and Regulus shared a secret smile. ''What was that about?'' 

''We'll show you in a bit. When I can move,'' Regulus mumbled, Logan clapping his hands and letting out an excited laugh. 

''You're both gonna fucking die!'' 

Chapter 15: Lapdances, Toys and Dates

Summary:

HAPPY NEW YEAR LOVES!!!

i hope you all have a wonderful 2024!!

So, those that follow my tumblr may have seen that a surprise is coming with this update.

In honour of starting the new year on what i HOPE is a good note for y'all, we have a DOUBLE UPDATE!!

In total, we have (exactly) 32,253 words for you this month - no, i don't know how i managed this, i had like the busiest month ever but i really wanted to get some good stuff out for you guys
honestly, i give full credit to all my lovelies in the comments, genuinely they got me through this much writing over the month!!

another reason for the double update is the contents of chapter 16 is for HARDCORE SMUT READERS - more info in the summary of chapter 16.

well, this chapter has lapdances, a tiny bit of regie insecurity and a lot of toy exploration!!!

~ 14,000

ENJOY MY DARLINGS <33

Rising with a giant huff, Logan looked down at Regulus with a small grin. 

''Ready to show them?'' 

Regulus nodded and told him he'd be right behind him, waiting for Logan to disappear up the stairs before he turned conspiratorially to the other two. 

''I have faith that you know what song Lo would pick if he got a lap dance?''

The smiles that both spread across their faces would be enough to make anyone believe they'd just won the Stanley Cup. After they both just nodded, Regulus peppered kisses to both their cheeks before rising and following Logan up the stairs.

Regulus dropped his head so Logan could carefully clip both of the fluffy bunny ears into his hair. When they were evenly flopped on either side of his face, Logan smiled, grabbing Regulus' hand and twirling him slowly, making the other man smile.

''You look fucking delicious, baby.''

He just smiled, tangling his fingers delicately with Logan's and beginning to slowly lead him downstairs. When they reached the bottom and could finally see the living room in all its glory, Regulus let a slow smirk fall across his face, helping to gradually slip himself into a slower, seductive mindset. 

''Very nice mood setting,'' he commented, taking in the dimmed lights, the clusters of tall candles Finn and Leo somehow managed to find from some cupboard somewhere. 

''Don't sound so surprised,'' Finn said, as distracted as Leo by the sight of Regulus decked out in white. The fluffed skirt sat low on his hips, low enough that the lacey waistband of the soft cream panties he had underneath was visible, just brushing the bottom hem of the lace camisole draped over the top of his body. White stockings were pulled up to his mid-thigh, stretching over the skin there and blending into the paleness of his upper thighs. 

''What's going on here?'' Logan asked, his thumb stroking along the palm of Regulus' hand. Regulus said nothing, just guided him further into the living room and stopping in front of the sofa. Logan pressed against him to kiss him and Regulus let him for a moment, trading a few, soft kisses with him before he braced a hand against his chest and pushed him to fall back to sit. 

Logan, confused, sent him a slight grin, silently asking him what was going on. With nothing but a smile back, Regulus walked over to Leo and Finn, both stood by the speaker system slightly to the side. He cuddled up to their chests, kissing them both once, falling back to flat feet when they dipped to steal more. ''So, did you pick one?'' 

''We got it sorted, baby.'' Leo didn't move his gaze from his lips as he spoke, the blue in them ultimately swallowed by the pupil. 

''Thank you, loves. Now, go sit. Leave me some space around the birthday boy though.'' The cheeky glint in his eye had Leo and Finn smirking, kissing either of his cheeks before they did as they were told, each sitting on either side of Logan, leaving a gap between themselves and the man. 

Regulus kept his back to them, instead turning his attention to Finn's phone, sat on the mantelpiece with a single song selected to play on loop. He smiled, he'd heard Logan play that song in the gym, the shower, generally just getting ready - he loved it. Naturally, lap dance was next in that list. It took until he pressed play and the low hums began booming from the speakers for Logan to realise, a breathy 'oh mon dieu' slipping past his lips. 

Spinning slowly on his heel, Regulus let his head drop into a small tilt, the barest smile gracing his features before he began walking slowly in beat to the music, never taking his eyes off Logan's as he gradually got closer. He stopped when he was stood between his splayed legs and then turned and sat backwards in his lap in one smooth motion, dropping his head back to rest against Logan's shoulder. He moved his hips in a sensual grind against Logan's, the other man's hips pressing up into his as he skimmed his hands gently up Regulus' sides under the cami, nosing into his neck. He let him for a few seconds, then looped his hands over Logan's and pinned them to the sofa while he slid to his knees between his legs, his back still turned towards Logan. Releasing his grip on his hands, he arched his body forwards, sliding onto all fours, making sure to arch his back to show off his ass as he stretched his body out before them, hips swaying side-to-side to the beat. 

With the next snap of the backing track, he rose to his knees, pushing against the carpet with his hand to spin himself to he was now knelt facing Logan; the spin aided with the slip of the mesh of his stockings against the carpet. He couldn't stop himself from smirking at the sight of Logan, achingly hard in his boxers and flushed a deep red on his cheekbones, his bottom lip clearly having taken the brunt of his hormones due to the harsh, deep redness of it. 

Splaying his palms on the floor, he pushed onto them and crawled to close the gap between them until he was perched between his legs, pressed close to the front of the sofa. He looked up at Logan through his lashes. It was definitely his way of making Leo and Finn fold, submissively knelt between their legs and peering up at them with innocent, doe eyes; saying it drove them wild was an understatement. 

Surprisingly, it worked a charm on Logan too. ''Princess,'' he whispered. His hands were visibly shaking, never blinking as he took in the sight before him. Regulus raised a hand to Logan, the other man instantly taking it and holding Regulus steady as he rose and slipped to straddle Logan's lap. He didn't sink down into him though, remaining pushed up onto his knees and giving a subtle nod when Logan looked up at him for permission. 

His hands slid under the cami again, pushing it up so he could kiss across his chest and stomach. He sank gradually to sit fully in his lap, leaning to kiss him dirtily as he ground his hips in rhythmic circles. ''Je t'aime,'' Regulus mumbled into his lips. 

Stroking his own hands down Logan's shoulders and arms, he pressed their palms together and tangled their fingers, leaning to pin the backs of Logan's hands against the back of the sofa. He ground his body against Logan's, pressing theirs hips together then their chests then their hips again. Ducking his head, Regulus leaned to kiss down the side of Logan's neck, latching his lips over one of Leo's hickies that had darkened since that morning, working the sensitive skin gently with his own teeth. 

Sitting back up with a smirk at Logan's half-lidded eyes, he leaned to his right, both his hands balancing on the sofa cushion between Logan and Leo, . Leo was coming to meet his kiss before he could barely move towards him, his hand wrapping around the back of Regulus' neck as he slipped his tongue into his mouth. When he pulled back, a hand pushing against Leo's chest so the other man would let his waist go, he leaned to his left and did the same with Finn. He smiled when the man moaned into his mouth as Regulus rested his hand on his thigh, squeezing the muscle there lightly. 

Shuffling a bit closer, he moved his knee from the other side of Logan's waist to perch on the strip of sofa between Logan and Finn, his feet still resting in Logan's lap. The man seemed perfectly content with this change, his hands running up from Regulus' ankles to his calves and up to the muscle of his thighs, running his touch over every part of him he could reach. 

Breaking away from Finn, Regulus moved to settle in Logan's lap again, instead with his back facing him this time. He balanced his weight on his hands perched on Logan's knees so he could grind his ass down against Logan again but without the friction. 

Once again, the man was more than fine with this, if the way he flicked up Regulus' skirt and rested his palms on his ass, intently watching the movement of it, was anything to go by anyway. The song was coming to a close, the last few beats rolling through the room. He flicked his head to look over his shoulder when he felt Logan shuffle then a sting. Letting out a shocked scoff, Logan just smirked at him, his thumb smoothing over the bite mark he'd made in his skin. 

The song ended and began again, Finn rising to put on a random soft playlist in the background when Regulus stilled his hips. Moving to turn in Logan's lap to see how he liked his first lapdance, Regulus stopped when Logan mumbled a request for him to. He kept still as he felt the backs of Logan's knuckles brush his ass, realising what he was doing when he heard the man begin moaning deeply, his hand moving in a blur across his cock. His other hand wrapped around Regulus' hip, his grip tight as his whole body began tensing with his oncoming orgasm. 

There was a long, drawn out groan from him before he felt the splashes of cum being streaked across his ass. 

Logan's pants gradually subsided, his grip on his hip becoming softer. 

''You ruined my panties,'' Regulus chastised over his shoulder. Logan gave a breathy laugh in response. He shuffled again, leaning forwards slightly from where he'd gone lax against the back of the sofa, and kissed his way up Regulus' spine through the lace of the cami, ending the trail at his shoulder. Propping his chin there, he could whisper almost directly into Regulus' ear. 

''I guess they'll have to come off then.'' His fingers were already hooking into the back waistband of them and pulling them to hook under his ass before he finished his sentence. He wrapped his arm around Regulus' waist and quickly tugging him to fall back against his chest so he was no longer sat on his knees. Regulus shimmied the panties the rest of the way down his legs, flinging them off with a quick flick of his foot, snuggling back into Logan's chest; the other man didn't take much notice to the cum now covering the tops of his thighs as Regulus sat in his lap, far too distracted by the other, much prettier thing in his lap. 

''So,'' Regulus drawled, leaning his head back against his shoulder, ''first lap dance from me, how was it?'' 

''First lap dance? You mean I get more of those?'' 

''I suppose,'' Regulus said, trying to stop the smile from gracing his face. ''If you're good.'' 

''Oh?'' was all Logan replied, Regulus humming with a smile. ''Well, my first ever lap dance was perfect. Thank you, princess.''

''First?'' Regulus tilted his head to look at him. ''You've never had a lap dance before?'' 

Logan shook his head but was quickly cut off by Finn before he could say anything. 

''Bullshit. I remember you getting quite a few, for free might I add. That strip club we all went to? In college?'' 

Regulus could feel Logan roll his eyes. ''Okay. It was my gay ass' first lap dance by a man then, how about that?'' 

Finn gave a happy nod. ''Much more historically accurate,'' he approved. 

The four of them laughed at that then fell silent, Regulus closing his eyes and pressing impossibly closer to Logan behind him. He hummed and tilted his head to the side when Logan brushed his lips along his neck and ear, his hands stroking small circles on his stomach where his hands were folded together. Sliding them down, he pet along Regulus' thighs, dusting his nails over the skin there and rising up and up and up until he reached the hem tops of his thighs under his skirt. 

''You're so pretty like this.'' Regulus had expected it to be Logan that spoke but it was Finn's voice that echoed around the room, making Regulus turn his head on Logan's shoulder to look at him with a shy smile. 

''You like the bunny?''

Finn laughed under his breath. '''Course I do. I don't mean just that though. Used to dream about you looking like this around us.'' When Regulus cocked his head a fraction in confusion, he expanded on what he said. ''Just so...content, I guess. Our home being a second home to you, you feeling safe here. It's everything we ever wanted for you, love.'' 

Regulus couldn't fight away the lovesick smile spreading across his face or the softness in his eyes, the matching look on Finn's face showing he caught it and understood. ''And you take the piss out of Nutty for being a domestic shit,'' was what he said in the end. 

It earned him a half-hearted swat to the leg with Finn's foot and a light chuckle from Leo but the look on both their faces didn't waver in the slightest as they grinned at each other. 

 

Leo was completely, entirely certain that one day sex would kill him. But what a way to go it would be. Logan had rode him for almost thirty minutes before he came; his hips rocking in slow, grinding circles so Leo's cock hit every spot he'd wanted it to until he had. Personally, Leo hadn't minded it, he loved it actually - his angel using him to feel good until he was shuddering and whimpering against him - it was when Regulus had immediately taken his place and continued the same torturous pace that he'd begun to get blindly desperate. 

Thankfully, as powerful as Regulus' thighs were, the unnatural movement paired with the still unfamiliar pleasure rocketing through his body meant that, after about fifteen minutes, he'd whispered a small plea for Leo to take over. 

He let out a breath that was close to a snarl as he let the tensed muscles in his hips, clenched tight for a long while to stop himself from moving them, finally flex and move. Splaying his hands into a steady grip on Regulus' now bare hips, he held him up slightly, allowing him room to plough in and out of the man quickly. Finn had taken his time slowly riling Regulus up, stripping piece after piece of clothing from his frame until he was naked save for the ears still clipped into his hair. Their faces were inches apart, the only thing stopping Leo from closing his eyes was the twisting desire in his abdomen to see Regulus fight to keep his own from rolling back, his lashes fluttering wildly as he panted out lewd sounds. His grip was tight on Leo's shoulders, fingers twisting against his skin as he fought to ground himself. 

''Had enough of taking what you need, princess? Just want me to give it to you now, instead?'' 

The man stuttered out an agreement paired with a jerky nod of his head, followed by another pleading request.

''Keep--ah, god--t-talking.'' His breath audibly got stuck in his throat. ''Please,'' he whimpered. 

''Fuck, it's so hot how much my words get you off. I can feel how much you like it.'' Like clockwork, Regulus flexed around him again, his walls and hands seemingly in sync as his nails gouged crescents into the muscle of Leo's shoulder. The open, trusting way Regulus was limp in his hold had every part of Leo clawing to get closer to him, deeper. He wasn't sure what it was, whether it was something that had developed over time that only the boys could bring out or if it had always been there, that made him so responsive to them giving themselves to him. They were letting him do what he pleased, whatever it was, and had absolutely no worry that he was going to push too far or take too much. They were just there and they were his. 

He knew if he ever said that aloud to anyone bar the three of them, and maybe Nat, he'd get stared at like he'd suddenly sprouted an extra head and began talking like the guy from Braveheart with no warning or cause. But the people who meant the most to him understood; they understood to the point he didn't have to say it out loud, they knew already. They felt the same thing, just the other way round. 

Which meant that when they were together like this, he didn't have to worry about what he said or did, he could just run on instinct and let that direct him. 

''You're so--fuck-- so big, jesus fucking christ,'' Regulus breathed, his head tipped back slightly at Leo's hips unconsciously changing angle.  

''Shh,'' Leo soothed, ''you can take it. You've already shown how well you can take us. Just be good and let me ruin any other cock for you than ours.''

Regulus damn near yelped at the combination of the tendrils of heat squirming in his gut at his words and flex of Leo's hips as he jolted up in a particularly hard thrust. 

''Possessive,'' he had to stop to take a shuddering breath in, ''possessive is good. Possessive is really good.'' 

''You like that, baby?'' Regulus instantly nodded. ''You like being ours? Being our perfect, little princess?'' Regulus couldn't coordinate himself enough to nod, letting out a whining moan in response instead as he slid his arms to wrap around Leo's neck, burying his face in the side of it as their chests pressed together. His moans and breaths washed over the sweat-slick skin of Leo's collarbone and chest, goosebumps spreading across his body and a soft moan leaving his lips at the sensation. ''God, no one's ever gonna fucking touch you, baby. Promise we won't let anyone hurt you. Gonna keep you safe and happy,'' he paused with a drawn-out groan, his lip taken viciously between his teeth as Regulus began uncoordinated flexes of his hips to meet Leo's at his words, ''and satiated on our cocks as much as you want.'' 

Leo smiled against Regulus' damp temple when the man's body twisted with a squirm at the dirty turn his wholesome words had taken. 

''I want you to come on my cock, little one,'' he mumbled in his ear. ''Want you to milk the cum out of me to fill yourself up with.'' Regulus dutifully did as he was told, the band holding his orgasm back seeming to break at Leo's permission, letting the pleasure make his mind go blank and his body cave with the feeling of it. 

By the time his head had stopped buzzing, Leo's hips had stilled, his hands rubbing firm, soothing circles between his shoulder blades, keeping his touch from being too light in case the tickle of it didn't mix well with his already overstimulated senses. He had to swallow twice before the cottony feeling in his mouth cleared. 

''Never come that hard, ever,'' he mumbled sluggishly, lips resting against the base of Leo's neck. 

He shivered when Leo's pleased hum rumbled through his chest to Regulus'. 

''Definitely a contender for my top spot too, darlin'.'' Regulus gave a happy grumble, staying exactly where he was in Leo's lap. 

A while later, after they'd all taken a well-deserved soak in the pool they called a bathtub and wiped away the sweat and cum that seemed to cover every inch of all of them, Regulus and Logan sat snuggled together in the large armchair that was a permanent fixture in what was technically Finn's bedroom. Their offers of helping had been softly but quickly turned down by both Leo and Finn as they changed the sheets, insisting that they just get some comfy clothes on and cuddle until they were done. 

Finn had appeared to have gathered every hot water bottle they owned, from where, Leo had no idea since there were at least two that he was sure he'd never seen, and slide them underneath the covers to warm the entirety of the oversized bed. 

When Leo appeared in front of the armchair, crouching down so he could get into both boys' eyeline considering their eyes were half-closed and their heads turned down to rest against each other's, Regulus' tired brain awakened slightly. 

''We didn't clean up,'' he said, the thought suddenly popping into his mind. ''The glasses and snacks are still in the living room.'' 

Leo smiled softly at him. ''I'll clean it up tomorrow, princess. It'll be fine for tonight.'' 

When he rose and held a hand out to each of them, Regulus narrowed his eyes at him, tilting his head back to look at the man. The obvious defiance had Leo raising his brow in a soft arch to see what the problem was with them going to bed.

''Wanna help you.'' 

''Love, I'm more than capable of cleaning a few cups and bowls by myself,'' Leo chuckled, hand still outstretched to Regulus, Logan having taken the other and stood, leaning sleepily into Leo's side. Regulus just continued looking back at him, making no move to take his hand. It was him poorly trying to stifle a yawn a few seconds later that made Leo cave first. ''Alright, I'll wash, you dry, how about that?'' 

Cold fingers tangled with his instantly, Regulus pressing against his other side a moment later. He gave Finn a second to finish fluffing out the last, big blanket onto the bed before he led the two half-asleep men over to it. The smile that broke out across Finn's face at the sight slipped onto Leo's as their eyes met, Finn folding back the cover and removing the hot water bottles that were in the way. 

Regulus crawled in first, snuggling under the covers by the wall and waiting for Leo, who had followed him, to settle comfortably. He'd planned to let Logan scoot in after Regulus but the brunet had given the slightest shake of his head and turned to Finn. A quick mumble of 'Harzy' had had Leo shuffling in next, Logan already snuggling up to Finn despite them not being in bed yet. 

''Roll over.'' Leo moved to turn onto his side, upon Regulus' request, from where he had been on his back but was quickly stopped by the follow-up order that he roll the other way. With an amused look and a mumble about him being bossy, Leo couldn't help but smile when he felt Regulus cuddle into his back, his one arm over Leo's hips and the other snaking under Leo's neck to stretch out in front of the man as his leg curled around his. The coolness of Regulus' cheek against the top of his spine had him thankful Finn had put as many hot water bottles in bed as he did, the sudden cold spike unexpected considering the pretty mild winter they'd had so far. 

Pressing a kiss to Regulus' forearm, he tangled their fingers together, guiding Regulus to bend his elbow so he could press their joined hands against his chest. The briefest brush of lips against his back was the last movement from Regulus before tiredness seized him. A moment later, Logan and Finn shuffled in too, Logan having waited for Finn to throw on a hoodie despite the man telling him to get into bed and that he'd be there in less than a minute.

Leo couldn't help but find their stubbornness endearing, their blatant refusals to move until they got what they wanted (seeing how their requests were to be allowed to help clean and to refuse to get into bed without the other) making his heart swell stupidly in his chest. 

Finally in bed, Logan lay facing Leo, sleepily brushing their noses together, too tired for kisses. There was a small space between their bodies although that would almost definitely close during the night. Leo reached his free hand out to tuck a stray curl behind Logan's ear, his thumb lingering to trace the shell of it, only pulling back when a sensitive shiver ran through Logan's body at the sensation. 

A noise from the bedside table had Finn, closest to it, rolling away from a very less than pleased looking Logan to grab at whoever's phone was ringing. It was Leo's, Finn rolling back and passing it to him. A quick glance at the screen had Leo answering it quickly. 

''Hey, Cap, you good?'' He kept his voice low enough so he wouldn't rouse Regulus out of sleep but loud enough that he wouldn't have to repeat everything he said so Sirius would hear him. 

''Yeah, mate. Been trying to get hold of Regie but he hasn't been answering, figured I'd get better luck calling one of you.''

Leo had to stifle a laugh. ''His phone's probably on do not disturb.'' As it pretty much always was. ''He's just gone to sleep.'' 

''I just wanted to check if you three were staying over here before you fly out. Reg mentioned he was gonna ask you the other day and me and Loops are going shopping tomorrow - need to know how many beers we gotta get,'' he joked. Leo let out a quiet chuckle. 

''Yeah, if that's alright with you two.''

'''Course it is, brother,'' Sirius replied instantly. ''Tell Tremz happy birthday again from us, yeah?'' 

Leo assured him he would and the two bid their goodbyes, Leo passing his phone back over to Finn to replace on the side. Curled back around Logan, he  gave Finn the run down of what he said, Finn making a little 'oh' noise, confused as to why he had been calling so late and worried something was wrong.

Grabbing Logan's hand in a gentle grip, Leo brought the back of it to his lips, the sensation making Logan hum quietly. ''Cap and Loops said to say happy birthday again, baby.'' A small smile and a low mumble showed him he'd been heard, Leo's heart softening again at the sight of him so relaxed. He let Logan shuffle his hand across the gap between them, nosing against Leo's knuckles as his breaths evened out again. 

Finn kissed the dip of Logan's shoulder and shuffled slightly to get comfy, tangling his legs with Logan's and whispering a quiet 'love you, Nutty' and getting a soft reply before he also fell asleep. 

 

True to his word, Leo let Regulus help him clean, passing him what he washed so it could be dried and put away. Breakfast was the leftover bannock breads from the mountain of them Leo had made the day before and some type of shake that absolutely no one bar Leo knew the ingredients to. 

When everyone was finishing the last bits of their breakfast, Regulus awkwardly cleared his throat and turned to Leo, his best doe eyes on show. The man could've laughed - he'd been waiting all morning for when Regulus would finally bring up whatever had been taking so much of his attention over breakfast. 

''Hey, peanut?'' 

''Yes, princess?'' Leo turned his full attention to Regulus, making the other man instantly squirm in his seat. 

''Well, you know how yesterday you said we could go through--'' he stumbled slightly trying to think of how to word it at half nine in the morning, ''the box?'' he came up with in the end. He waited for Leo to nod before he continued. ''Could we? If we've got nothing planned today?''

''We don't and sure, baby. I did say that we could.'' Leo was quiet for a moment, the slight tilt to his head showing he was deep in thought about his wording. ''We won't be doing any proper playing today; just getting a feel for the idea of everything but I'd like to do it as more of a dom-sub conversation than a Regie and I conversation. Do you know what I mean by that, sweetheart?'' 

'''S serious,'' Regulus answered, putting on a growly lilt to his voice for the reply making the three of them laugh. 

''Yeah, basically. It won't technically be a scene as such but you can still use your colours if anything feels off, okay?'' Regulus nodded, paired with an excited little smile that practically begged to get started. ''Harzy and I talked about it and there shouldn't be anything we have that's too wild and crazy but just in case, you can back out whenever you want. And if we get to the end and you don't want to use any of them, then that's perfectly okay, love. Don't force yourself into using anything just because you think we want it.'' 

''I won't. I know I'm allowed to say no,'' Regulus said earnestly. 

''Good,'' Leo smiled, his face soft as he regarded him. 

''Angel, I have also pre-planned a little adventure for us while they do this,'' Finn began, resting his forearms on the table to lean in towards Logan opposite him. Logan did the same, smiling at him. ''I'm thinking: you, me, unfathomably-large portions of leftover cake,'' he broke off to turn to Leo, ''that someone isn't allowed to argue against because we've eaten breakfast,'' he turned back to Logan. ''And we spend the morning cosy on the sofa watching a Marvel movie...or three.'' Logan's answer was a blush-worthy kiss across their empty plates, the grin on Finn's face gradually fading as he got more into it. 

Mid-way through it, Logan pulled away, an innocent smile on his face as he collected their plates. ''I'll go get that cake,'' he whispered. Slightly stunned, Finn just nodded, licking his lips. 

''I'll, uh, go help him clean up.'' He blinked a few times as he rose, gathering their glasses before he came back to reality. Kissing Regulus' head, he smiled down at him. ''Listen carefully, okay? This stuff's important.'' 

After Regulus agreed, Leo stood, kissing Finn softly and holding his hand out to Regulus. When they were upstairs, Regulus sat cross-legged in the centre of the bed when Leo asked him to while he got the box out the wardrobe. He placed it a bit in front of where Regulus was sat and took off the lid but quickly slipped it back on again. 

''Princess,'' he began softly, ''there's some belts and similar things in the bottom so I'm going to go to my room and take them out and then I'll be back in.'' He was gone for less than thirty seconds before he was back. ''I'm sorry, lovely, I completely forgot they were in there, I should've checked beforehand.'' 

Regulus instantly shook his head. ''It's okay, no harm done.'' Leo smiled, grabbing his chin softly to tilt his head up and kiss his lips gently a few times. 

''Alright. Ground rules.'' Regulus nodded, his attention so clearly on Leo that it made the other man smile. ''I will get things out one at a time and tell you what it is and what it's used for if you don't know. You'll tell me any thoughts that spring to mind after that, what your colour is, if you like the sound of it. Then, if you're feeling generally positive about it, I'll show you how it's used - either on myself or on you, depending what it is. If there's anything that's instantly a no or it's making you unsettled, you colour out immediately. Do you understand?'' Leo's tone was steady now, commanding with every word no matter what it was. It held no room for arguments just yes and okay. 

''Yes, daddy.'' 

''Very good, baby. Before we start,'' Regulus resisted the urge to roll his eyes but didn't, figuring it wouldn't really get him anywhere fast, ''is there anything you've seen, like at Amelia's or something, that you're off the bat just not interested in?''

The way Leo was looking at him would've made him want to wriggle out of it if it wasn't for the comfort hidden within his gaze. ''Not really. Not enough to not want to hear about it. Apart from the belt thing obviously.'' 

''Okay, princess. Thank you for doing so well for me.'' Leo shuffled the box towards the wall, off to the side, and sat next to Regulus at an angle so the box was behind him. ''I was going to do this with us facing each other but I want you closer.'' Reaching for the first thing he'd planned on showing him, he paused for a moment. ''One last question, I can't believe I've never asked you this. Do you have any toys already? At yours?''

He already knew the answer from the flush across his cheekbones and the fidgety movements of his hands in his lap. ''I have a vibrator. A small one.'' 

''A bullet vibe?'' Regulus nodded shyly. ''How often do you use it?'' 

''Not for a while. A few weeks before we got together.''

''I want you to show us. When we're at yours. I want to imagine you playing with it.'' Regulus' breath was shaky as he whispered out a small agreement. The way he said it was so factual, the lack of the usual teasing in his tone making his stomach twist pleasantly. Like he was asking him if he was too cold. After his agreement, Leo twisted to reach into the box. He pulled out two things, figuring he'd start off quite subtle, Regulus' blush deepening although he wasn't sure why. 

He held two dildos in his hand, not overly large but not small by any means. ''For obvious reasons, we don't use dildos all that much but they're good to have if one of us is home alone. Colour, princess?''

''Green. I thought about getting one before but never did. Figured I would eventually.'' 

''Good,'' Leo mumbled, aimed more at him remembering what was expected of him than his answer. ''Questions?'' Regulus shook his head, glad for the slow, eased in start. ''Okay. In a similar vein,'' Leo said as an introduction to the next. ''I'll only grab one but we have quite a few in different sizes.'' Holding it with the base flat on his palm, he asked Regulus if he knew what it was, realising then that he really didn't know the scope of his knowledge about things like this. The things he had already mentioned knowing about were ideas, concepts and scenes; knowing the name of certain things and knowing how to safely use them and what they looked like were two entirely different things. Slow was definitely the way to go. 

''It's a plug, right?'' Regulus asked, his eyes flicking from the toy to Leo's face, uncertainty written all over his own. 

Leo hummed affirmatively, rubbing his free hand over Regulus' knee, squeezing it softly and keeping his palm there. ''We use this for a few different things. It can make prep easier if you're somewhere you can't really take your time, just prep beforehand and keep it in so it's quicker. Because the smaller ones are quite discreet, Lo's worn them out in public a few times.'' He tried keeping his face neutral when Regulus' eyes widened a fraction, looking vaguely impressed before he schooled his features again. ''Or we use it as what it is: a plug.'' He let Regulus think about that for a moment and caught when he realised what he was saying, his pupils blowing out as they flicked to Leo's face. ''So, colour?'' 

Regulus blinked, a bit spun at how quickly Leo moved on without any more elaboration than that. ''Vert,'' he mumbled then continued when he remembered he was supposed to give a bit more information than that. ''I like the sound of it. I'm not sure about wearing it out but I-- I like the last one.'' Leo leaned in to press a kiss to his temple. 

''Okay, love. You're doing really well. We're gonna move onto vibes next, there quite a few,'' he joked gently, smiling back at Regulus when it made him chuckle. 

He started with their wand, considering it's something he's seen used before. Regulus shuffled at the memory of what using it looked like, especially with Leo sat right next to him. ''Green,'' he said instantly. 

Leo suppressed a laugh. ''Questions?'' 

''No, daddy.''

With a noise of agreement so he didn't laugh, Leo simply added the wand to the pile he'd been making of everything they had gone through already. The next thing he got was one of the vibrating plugs they owned, quickly explaining to Regulus that it was basically just a combination of the two things they'd just gone through. A brief mumble of 'green' and an equally as mumbled question about how the settings worked left Regulus all in a blush, especially when the sound of buzzing quite loudly filled the room. It was added to the pile soon after a soft whimper left the man's lips, Leo taking his time grabbing what was next despite it being near the top to give him a second to breathe without feeling like he was being watched. 

Even he couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out his chest when Regulus' face screwed up in utter confusion when he held out what he'd grabbed, the odd yet crude 'U' shape baffling Regulus completely. ''This is a prostate vibrator. This bit goes inside you,'' he ran his finger along the ridged extension that made up one end of the curved toy until he reached the round tapered end of it, ''and this button here,'' he pressed the button on the other end of the 'U' and buzzing filled the room, ''turns it on.'' He saw the flex of Regulus' abdomen through the fairly tight tank he had on, the man squirming against the bed. ''Green?''

He let Regulus get away with a nod instead of a verbal answer since he'd been doing so well thus far and his body language matched his agreeing answer. 

''Questions?''

Regulus shook his head. ''I like it.'' Leo ran his hand down from where it was still perched on his knee to his thigh, squeezing in a way that was meant to be encouraging but just made him whimper. 

''Sorry, baby,'' he whispered, moving his hand back closer to his knee and away from the sensitivity of his inner thigh. Adding it to the pile, he already had in mind what he was grabbing next but waited instead, rubbing circles against his knee. 

''That's not it, right?'' Regulus asked after looking back at Leo, from where he'd been staring at the bedsheet trying to compose himself, and seeing nothing new in front of him.

''No. Take a minute to calm down.'' 

''I am calm,'' Regulus replied, confused since he wasn't panicky or anything. A raised brow from Leo had him realising what he meant. 

''Arousal can cloud your judgement. I need you focused, baby.'' 

Regulus cringed. ''I'm sorry, I just,'' he tapered off when Leo shook his head with a gentle smile. 

''That wasn't a telling off. It's not like you can control what turns you on and what doesn't; which is why I'm giving you a bit of a breather. I'm glad it turns you on, they're supposed to.'' 

The man whispered a small 'oh' before, realising he wasn't in trouble, quietly asked if he could have a cuddle. Leo wrapped one arm over his shoulder, guiding Regulus to wrap one around his back and one around his front, tucking him securely under his arm as he leaned into him. He pressed a gentle kiss to his head, running his fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp softly. After a short stretch of silence, Leo waited until he could no longer feel Regulus' heart pounding through his skin and then spoke. 

''You finding it okay so far? Not too fuzzy?'' 

''No, I'm okay. There was a bit at the start but it went away.'' 

Leo kissed his head again in answer, Regulus taking that as a sign to lean back to his sitting position and smiled up at Leo. He grabbed the next toy, similar to the last one except with two silicone loops in place of the button. ''Similar idea. It's still a prostate vibe but these loops wrap around your cock so it vibrates too.'' 

''Green, same as the last one,'' he confirmed. 

''Last vibrating one,'' Leo said then, pulling out a ring of silicone. The confused face was back. ''Lo uses this the most. Well,'' he corrected himself, ''we use this on Lo the most - it's a cock ring.'' The small flash of recognition showed he had heard of them.

''I never pictured them as silicone,'' was what he said aloud. 

''It's nice and soft and it stretches enough to put it on without risking breaking it,'' Leo explained. ''We have a few different ones, mostly because we lost two of them for a while so we bought more then found them again. These ones don't vibrate but this one,'' he picked out one with a bar attached to it, a matching coloured remote with it. A quick flick of a button had it vibrating in his palm. 

''Can I feel it?'' When Leo opened his mouth to remind him of what they said, Regulus quickly specified. ''On my wrist or something?'' 

Leo's face instantly softened and he reached to grab the wand back from the pile. ''We'll do both, they feel different.'' He started out with the ring, holding Regulus' hand delicately with his, wrist facing up. Pressing the bar to his skin, he let it settle there for a few drawn-out moments before taking it off, scanning the rising flush that had travelled from under the neck of Regulus' tank. ''Now the other one,'' he said softly. The buzz from the wand was louder than Regulus remembered, echoing around the quiet room. A soft noise escaped his lips when it pressed to the skin of his forearm near his elbow, Leo gradually sliding it in small, concentrated circles closer to his wrist to ease him into it. 

''That feel good, princess?'' 

His shaky breath confirmed his nod, the muscles in the underside of his arm flexing in Leo's grip. ''Is this what it'll feel like?'' 

Leo, actually, didn't know that and pulled the vibrator away to press against his own wrist, humming in consideration at the slight tingling feeling running through his body. ''It's pretty close. Obviously when you add the context of when we'll be using these and everything else it'll feel more intense.'' Regulus nodded in understanding, watching as Leo deftly flicked it off and put that and the cock rings in the pile. 

Looking in the box, Leo went back and forth for a moment before he decided to get it out the way. Holding a bundle of three small candles, he turned back to Regulus. 

''Are they--?'' 

Leo hummed, looking to Regulus for the first time since he'd showed him them and trying not to show how taken aback he was by how flustered he looked as he picked one out of Leo's hand and looked at it. 

''Colour?'' His voice was far quieter than he'd intended it to be. 

''Green, I think. I'd like to try them.'' Leo physically stopped himself from asking him again. If he said green, he'd meant green - he had visibly thought for a moment before he'd answered. ''Can I try it on my wrist like with the vibe?'' Regulus looked up then, eyes unsure. ''Or would it be a waste just for that? I don't know how much these cost,'' he joked nervously. 

''No, baby, of course. It's what we're going through them for. To try what you want and learn. I'll go get a lighter. Stay here, no looking in the box, please.'' Regulus' face lit up even as he agreed not to look, knees bouncing where his legs were still crossed.

Walk normally, Leo told himself as he exited the room, heading for the stairs and the drawer he knew that had some lighters in the living room. 

Finn and Logan smiled at him when he walked into the room, Leo stopping to give them a quick kiss each before rifling through the draw, his hands trembling slightly. 

''What're you looking for, baby?'' Finn asked, Logan still snuggled under his arm. 

''Lighter,'' he explained, making a small noise of triumph when he found one and turned to them. 

''Are you--?'' Logan asked, the smirk on his face clear in the morning light. 

''He wants to try it on his wrist.'' 

''Well, that explains why you look like you're about to bounce off the ceiling,'' Finn teased. They both knew how much Leo loved using the candles but, of course, as soon as Logan had said he didn't like the feel of them, they'd sat unused in the box. They were both happy he had the chance to try it again, especially if Regulus decided he was a fan too. 

''Have fun,'' they both teased as he headed up the stairs, a flutter of excited kisses pressed to their skin as he exited. Walking up the stairs, Leo shook himself out, reminding himself firmly that Regulus had never tried it and that he needed Leo to have a clear head and not get carried away. He felt the wash of calm run over him as he eased into his headspace, not completely, but enough to get himself under control. 

Stopping on the way, he grabbed a cloth and ran it under the water in the bathroom, wringing it out until it was just slightly damp. 

He praised Regulus when he saw him waiting patiently, not another wrinkle on the bedsheet as he stayed exactly where he was. Letting Regulus pick a candle colour, he lit the red one he was passed and told Regulus to put the rest on the pile. Retaking his space next to the man, he held the candle carefully in his lap while he let it heat and melt, the cloth resting on his knee, the cool water seeping through his sweats helping to distract him slightly. 

''It's made of a certain type of wax so it won't be as hot on your skin as it would be with a normal candle which is why buying ones particularly for this is important,'' he explained, Regulus nodding along. ''When it dries, it'll peel right off - it might leave a bit of a greasy sort of residue on your skin after but that'll come right off with a wet cloth. It can pretty much be poured anywhere onto the skin apart from the usual no's like your eyes. It's obviously most arousing on your erogenous zones so it's made to be alright for more sensitive skin too. Your nipples, your cock, your balls, places like that.'' Regulus squirmed again at that, instantly stilling when Leo's foot nudged against his own. ''I know--'' Leo paused with a small breath, ''look at me, please.'' Regulus complied, worried at his tone. ''You've probably figured out already that I quite like this,'' (understatement), ''but the boys don't.'' 

Looking shy, Regulus mumbled out a quiet affirmation. ''Yeah, it's a red on Lolo and Sir's list but it's not on yours at all.'' 

''Smart boy,'' Leo praised with a soft smile, relaxing Regulus' worries tenfold. ''If you don't like it, I'm not going to be upset with you. Not in the slightest. If you don't like it, say your colour and it'll never go near you. If you colour out and then later decide you want to try it again, we can do that too. Otherwise, I'm not going to ask you about it or pressure you in any way, alright?''

Regulus' face fell. ''No, I know,'' he said earnestly, reaching and putting his hand on Leo's leg. ''I don't think you're going to force me into anything. I know you'd never do that.'' 

Leo's hands stopped their slight quake. He leaned in, pressing one, two, three soft kisses to Regulus' lips, brushing their noses together. ''Good. I just needed you to know, little one.'' Glancing down into his lap, he saw the growing diameter of melted wax on the surface and looked back at Regulus. ''Here we go, it's ready.'' He cradled Regulus' wrist in his again, stroking his thumb against it a few times while he checked his colour one last time. Holding it up, he made sure to position his own leg underneath his arm in case any dripped off. He didn't like those sweats much anyway. 

Tipping it only slightly, three drops landed on Regulus' skin, the man instantly shuffling his legs at the feeling as a heavy breath escaped his lips. Not seeing any glaringly bad signs and having heard no whispers of a colour, Leo tipped it again, a bit more this time, eyes constantly flicking between where the wax solidified against his skin and his blissed-out face. He poured until the entirety of the small melted puddle was solid against his wrist. 

He took a minute or so, his thumb rubbing along Regulus'. Leo let out a quiet string of praises until Regulus blinked his eyes open. He moved to blow the candle out but was stopped.

''Just a little bit more. Please.'' Debating inwardly, Leo gave him a small nod. 

There was already a bit of wax that had continued melting while he'd been soothing Regulus with it still burning in his hand. ''Tilt your head back and to the side.'' Regulus complied immediately. Sweeping a few stray curls behind his ear, Leo poured it so the small stream of wax ran down the side of Regulus' neck, a gasping moan escaping the other man. 

Leo blew the candle out them, setting it safely in the upside down lid of the box that was on the bed, flat and out the way while it cooled. Rubbing Regulus' back, he smiled at the man when he blinked his eyes open, his heart thudding at a more normal pace when he smiled back with a light laugh. 

''Green for sure.'' His voice was breathy and trembling slightly but the smile still dancing across his face and the look in his eye told him everything he needed to know.

''Yeah?'' 

''Mhm.'' 

Leo bit his lip as he held Regulus' wrist and moved to start getting it off. ''Am I okay to start cleaning you up or do you need another minute?'' 

''I'm okay.'' Kissing his palm, Leo used the blunt edge of his nail to peel up the end of the big cluster of wax in the centre of his wrist, getting that off before working on the smaller drips here and there. ''What's Harzy's stance on it? Are him and Lo okay with watching it but not using or are they completely red on it?'' 

''You know, baby, I'm actually not sure. Harz said from the get-go that he didn't like the idea of using it on Lo so we tried it for the first time in a scene where it was just us. And when Lo coloured out, that was kind of it for using it so we never talked about it. We can ask when we go down. See what their thoughts are.'' 

''M'kay,'' Regulus mumbled, dutifully turning his head to the side when Leo had removed the last bits from his wrist as he started on his neck. He cleaned Regulus' skin off after that, rubbing his palm gently over both areas to see if he could feel for any residue. 

''Everything feel alright?'' Regulus nodded affirmatively leaning in for a deep kiss. 

''I really liked that,'' he mumbled into his mouth. ''Just in case it wasn't obvious.''

Leo smiled into the kiss, wrapping his hand around the back of Regulus' neck and tilting his head to deepen it more. He pulled away slowly, groaning when Regulus sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, running his tongue along it before letting it go. Their face inches apart, Leo was struck again, like he was at random points of every damn day of his life, by how good-looking his boyfriend was. He quickly internally kicked himself, reminding him of his own rule. 

''No playing,'' Regulus mumbled, a teasing quirk to his lips. 

''No playing,'' Leo agreed, ''while we're doing this. After is free reign.'' Regulus' eyes fluttered at that, the tease of an idea enough to make him desperate. With a quick peck to his nose, Leo turned back to the box, smirking at the other man's soft groan of frustration. Picking out something pretty standard and less BDSM-y than hot wax, he let himself breathe for one moment and turned around. 

Seeing Regulus instantly glance at his lips, eyes almost half-lidded, Leo tapped his chin once with a finger. ''Focus.'' He let a slight edge slip into his voice, firm enough that Regulus was nodding before he'd even removed his finger, his eyes instead looking at what he was holding. ''Again, more something for when we're home alone rather than together: fleshlights. Well, fleshlight, we only have one. It's not used often but it's good if we do.'' The appearance of it was pretty self-explanatory and Regulus had seen it during his brief delve into video porn a few years ago. 

''I know what it is,'' he confirmed. ''I mean...green, I guess. I'm not against it, I've just not got much interest in using it for myself.'' 

Leo listened intently to what he said, nodding in understanding. ''I get that, baby. This isn't me trying to force you into using it, it's just to give some ideas for how else it can be used. Lo and Harzy did a scene once that I watched where Lo was soft cuffed to the bed, hands and feet, and Harzy made him come in a lot of different ways. One of them was him jerking Lo with this. Harz could decide the pace and could take it off at any time so he was still giving him pleasure but he was the one to control it. If I remember correctly, it was quite the orgasm.'' 

From the look on his face, Regulus guessed he did remember correctly. 

''I...didn't think of you using it on me.'' He thought for a moment. ''Yeah, I like that. Solid green,'' he finished with a decisive nod, smiling up at Leo to see him already smiling down at him. Following the urge, he leaned onto a hand and pressed a kiss to Leo's cheek, nosing into his cheek before sitting back. Leo looked at him out the corner of his eye, still smiling as he leaned to add it to the pile, squeezing his knee softly before turning and grabbing the next thing.

''Remember that the black cock ring was a combination of a vibe and a normal cock ring?'' Regulus nodded. ''This is similar; it's just combining a vibe and a fleshlight instead.'' Leo held a clear silicone...contraption, sort of a T-shape, that had Regulus squinting in confusion. Laughing softly, Leo leaned forward to grab the wand once again. Working silently, he heard Regulus let out a noise of realisation as Leo slotted the head of the wand into the short silicone tunnel for it, leaving the longer tunnel free. ''You're cock goes in here and when you turn the vibe on, you can feel it through the whole sleeve.'' 

''That'd be...intense, non?'' 

''It depends on what setting you have the vibe on but yeah, it can be. That's part of the reason people like it,'' Leo explained. 

''I'd be happy to try it. Green for the idea of it,'' Regulus decided on.

'''Course, baby. Remember, if we use these while we're playing and then you change your mind about it, that's fine. This is just testing the ideas and basic sensations of things,'' Leo reassured. ''There's one last miscellaneous sort of toy then all we've got left are for restraint and impact play.'' Regulus' grin was blinding. ''Figured you'd be alright with that,'' Leo mumbled. 

''Oh, clamps,'' Regulus said, Leo chuckling at his tone. ''Green for the idea for sure. Don't know how well I'll handle it when I'm under though. Maybe for normal play only?'' 

Leo felt pride swell in his chest as he hummed an acknowledgement at Regulus being able to guess at how he'd respond to different things depending on the situation. ''You're doing a really good job, love.'' Regulus dipped his head shyly. ''You wanna test it on your finger?'' 

In response, Regulus just held his hand out for Leo. Wrapping his own hand around Regulus' wrist, he squeezed one open and let it slowly clamp down on the tip of his index finger. The man hummed, not good or bad, just because of the slight shoots of sensation running through his body. ''Colour?'' 

''Green so far. It's not too bad. Feels good.''

''Do you want to try it on your nipple or leave it for another day?'' 

''Can we try now?'' Leo answered by removing it from his finger and nodding but stopped Regulus when he went to remove his tank. 

''We'll do it over your shirt so the fabric can be a bit of a barrier for now.'' When Regulus agreed, Leo rubbed his thumb over the faint peak of his nipple through the fabric, eyes scanning Regulus' face as he breathed in sharply at the feeling. ''I feel like you're more sensitive here than you let on,'' Leo mused, keeping his voice neutral. 

''You made me come from it before,'' Regulus rebutted. 

''That was the first time anyone had played with them, I would've been insulted if you hadn't.'' That made Regulus laugh breathlessly as he leant back on his hands so he could arch his chest into Leo's touch. 

''Fair,'' he mumbled, a smile gracing his face. ''I don't know. They just never stopped being sensitive. To be fair, I forgot how good it feels.''

Leo hummed, giving the slightest pinch that had Regulus' head falling back, his mouth dropped open. ''We can make you remember, princess, don't worry.'' 

''Stop putting ideas in my head, we still have things to go through,'' Regulus said, the pout in his voice obvious.

''Sorry, sorry,'' Leo mumbled, smile still on his face. ''Alright, baby, ready?''

''Mhm.'' 

Regulus pretty much yelped when it went on, even over the fabric, the sensation was blinding, the pinch sending a mixture of pleasure and pain rocketing through him. His hand shot up to grip tightly onto Leo's wrist where he had a hand poised on Regulus' hip. In a breath, the pressure eased and it was gone, leaving Regulus to slump onto his back, chest heaving with stuttered breaths at the foreign feeling. ''I like that. It's intense but-- fuck yes.''

''Just breathe, baby. You're okay.'' Leo's hands ran up and down his still crossed legs, the touch grounding him as the fire ebbed from his system. 

''Shit.'' Regulus sat back up a minute later, a wide grin on his face. 

''Pain's your thing, huh?'' Leo asked with a smile. Where he would've usually blushed, he just nodded, still too high on the feeling to care all that much. Leo gave a knowing hum then spoke again. ''Ready to move on or do you need a bit more time to breathe?''

''I'm good to carry on.'' 

''Gimme a kiss,'' Leo mumbled, his face and the noises he'd made on repeat in his head. 

Regulus complied, following Leo's lead and keeping it sweet and soft.

''We'll do the restraint stuff then the impact things to finish,'' Leo informed him, reaching into the box. 

''A ball gag? Kinky.'' 

''Oh and all of that isn't?'' he asked, gesturing to the now considerable pile of everything they'd already gone through. 

Regulus' face formed into a look that pretty much said 'good point'. The straps were leather, a silver buckle at the back with a red ball at the front. 

''So, you know how this works, I'm guessing. Teeth around here, this buckles around the back of your head.'' Regulus nodded, straight away giving a 'green' without needing to think - Leo guessed that'd be a pretty standard response to everything left in the box. Because of exactly that, Leo questioned him. "It's a hard one to wear, love. Putting your jaw in that position for so long, it's painful. Not being able to talk can be scary, like with any sense restriction. I know you can change your colour at any time but if we do use it, I don't want you to go into it expecting something that's so different from what it's actually like." He brushed Regulus' curls back from his forehead, his thumb rubbing over the skin there. "Never want you scared, baby," he mumbled. 

"Can I try it on, just for a little bit?" 

"Yeah, princess." He shifted himself so he was facing Regulus dead-on instead of being at an angle. "Put your hand on my knee. Squeeze to colour out. Try it." Regulus gave his knee a squeeze. "No. Hard. You won't hurt me." Regulus did it again, much harder, his fingers digging into his skin. "Very good." 

With that, Leo eased the ball between Regulus' teeth, fastening the buckle behind his head with deft fingers. He left it there for several seconds, the hand poised on his knee not moving a muscle. Pressing a kiss to his forehead, he reached behind him to unbuckle it, Regulus holding still while he did. 

"Still green." 

"Alright, baby." 

They moved on from that then, going to the handcuffs - the leather ones, fluffy pink ones that were a gift from Nat when they moved in together and plain metal ones. ''Self-explanatory but these ones,'' Leo held up his hand so the metal ones were hanging from his finger, ''are only ever used if say I'm cuffing your hands behind or in front of you. If I want to have you cuffed to the bed, I'd use a softer one. Because there's no padding, they'll do nothing but cut into you the whole time your arms are hanging from them and hurt you.'' His voice had hardened again at that, making sure he knew how to use everything safely was the most important thing. Regulus nodded back just as seriously, understanding that they were getting into the stuff that could really hurt if something went wrong.

The last restraint thing they had was a few yards of soft, black rope that Leo explained they were starting to learn knots and things for but that he and Finn needed more practice doing them properly before they'd use them on Logan or Regulus. 

''Impact toys,'' Leo introduced, Regulus squeaking happily. ''We've gone over a lot of them before, remember? The ruler, the paddle and the small flogger?''

''Yeah, I remember.''

 ''Okay, so we've used the ruler already, colour on it changed at all?''

''Nope, still green,'' Regulus smiled. It was quickly added to the pile. 

Leo had the paddle he'd used on Logan in his hand next. 

''Paddle, right?''

''Mhm, good job. The pain isn't as sharp as with the ruler but it builds a hell of a lot more.''

''Can I hold it?'' Leo instantly passed it over, watching with a soft smile as Regulus tested its weight, stroked a hand across the smooth wood. ''I'd definitely try it. Green,'' he said with a slight definitive nod, handing it back to him. 

''We've got three different sizes of floggers - the bigger it is, the more it can hurt but you know it depends on how much force is put behind it. Like with any of the impact toys, if I want it to hurt, it'll hurt and if I don't it won't. The thing I like about floggers is that it feels different. If you quirk your wrist differently, if you just let the tips of the leather hit the skin,'' he looked at Regulus then, taking in the slight flush that had risen to his cheeks a while ago that had never faded, ''I can make it so you never quite know what's coming next.'' 

Regulus looked away and swallowed audibly, letting out a soft cough. ''G-green.'' 

Leo's lips quirked and he leaned back on his hands, stretching his long legs out in front of him. 

''Alright, that's the end of the tour. I hope you enjoyed, if not please leave ways we can improve your viewing experience with the chef.'' Regulus giggled brightly, making Leo smile. 

His laughter faded out gradually, his face forming into a look of thoughtfulness instead. ''You know I'm okay with belts in general right, like I'm not gonna have a meltdown if I see them. I do wear them with like every outfit. I just don't wanna use them for...other reasons.''

''I know, baby. I'd just rather not have them in a space when we're going to have an in-depth talk about playing. Keep the precedent going that they aren't going to be involved in any scene. And some things might trigger you more when you're slipping or you might find they trigger you less because your mind's more...cushioned, I guess, there's really no way to tell unless you're put in that position. I'd rather not test it considering they trigger you even if you aren't necessarily in subspace. I know you can handle it, I just don't want you in a position where you need to.'' 

''That makes sense,'' Regulus considered. ''Can I ask you something?'' 

'''Course, you can, love.'' Leo stroked his hand up from his knee to his thigh, the need for focus more unnecessary now they were done.

''I saw this...thing when Lo and I were at Amelia's.''

''Oh?'' Leo interest was well and truly piqued. 

''Shut up,'' he mumbled. ''It was like handcuffs but they had a bar between them.'' 

''Spreader bars,'' Leo explained. ''Pretty on the nose - they're meant to keep your legs spread or your arms apart, I guess, depends on how you use them. Would you like to try them, princess?'' 

''I'm not sure, I've just been wondering about them since I saw them. Wanted to know what they were for,'' he shrugged.

''Well, I don't want to push but thinking about something that long usually means more than just that. We can try them if you want to, baby. No pressure but don't think you have to say you don't want to if you do just because we don't already have it."

''I'll think about it and let you know.'' 

''Alright, princess.'' Leo smiled softly at him, leaning to kiss his forehead. ''Just out of interest, what's your favourite? Out of the impact toys? What do you like best?'' 

''Your hand,'' he answered immediately, smiling up at him. Regulus watched Leo's tongue run across the inside of his cheek, a flash of something in his eyes when it did. His hand rose to grip the underside of Regulus' chin, holding him in place as he leaned down to place a possessive kiss to his lips. ''Are we out of serious mode now?'' he asked as Leo pulled back.

Leo chuckled - ''yeah, baby.'' Regulus let out a small sound before he jumped on him, wrapping his arms around his neck and laughing as Leo fell back against the bed with a low laugh. He cut himself off with a yelp when Leo's hand came down roughly on his ass. ''Sorry, you tempted me.'' Leo's grin was wide below him. 

Regulus was glad, not for the first time, at how big the bed was. It meant that, even with all their shuffling, they managed not to kick any of the toys off the end of the bed. Even when Leo flipped them in one smooth movement, there was a slight shuffle of things as the mattress bounced but still, nothing fell. Regulus opened his mouth to argue against the manhandling, a defiant look on his features but was quickly silenced when Leo brushed his lips against his; the faintest suction on his bottom lip then he was pulling away just as Regulus began to chase it. 

Seconds later, Leo's own composure faltered when Regulus arched his chest, a whimper escaping his lips. ''Please,'' he whispered. 

His lips were attached to his again, kissing him desperately, his hands running up from Regulus' hips and under his shirt, skimming along the planes of his stomach until he reached his nipples. The breathy gasp Regulus released into his mouth sent goosebumps running down Leo's spine, his cock protesting even in the loose confines of his sweatpants. 

Trailing his lips in a slow, burning line down Regulus' throat, he left small, pink bites along his pale skin, the whimpers and moans reaching his ears only serving to turn him on more. He tugged the hem of Regulus' tank up his body, not off, just so it left his nipples exposed to the cold. His hands rested on the slight dips of Regulus' waist, the other man's back bending into a smooth curve as he attacked his chest with his mouth. He moved a hand to wherever his mouth wasn't, pinching and rolling the hardened bud between his fingers. When he'd gotten the other sufficiently wet, he switched, his fingers moving over the slick peak quickly while the other was drawn between his lips. 

An unsure hand slid into his hair, cautious and gentle. The hand that Leo had poised motionless on Regulus' waist rose to cup Regulus', pushing it to tangle further into his hair. 

''Touch, princess. Don't be shy.'' He only pulled his mouth away enough for him to whisper that, instantly pressing his lips back to his skin after that. Fingers tugged roughly at the blond strands of his hair when he decided to rake his teeth along the surface, ending in a slight nip. 

''Need to come,'' Regulus panted, desperation colouring his tone. Leo smirked against him, just taking a moment to make him wait and then sliding his tongue down the divets of his abs until he reached the band of his sweats. ''What? What are you doing?''

Leo didn't move, just flicked his eyes up to meet Regulus'. A single raised brow punctuated his drawled question. ''You don't want a blowjob?'' 

''No, no, I do.'' 

''Then lie back down and let me make you come.'' There was a breathy agreement before Regulus did as he was told, Leo continuing and shuffling his sweats down his hips when Regulus helpfully lift his hips for him. He didn't bother pulling them off completely, just halfway down his thighs so he cock slapped against his stomach, deep red and leaking as he guessed it had been for a long while. 

Not one to waste time considering how well-behaved the man had been for him, Leo swallowed him down in one, wrapping a precum-slick hand around his cock and twisting and jerking quickly. He wasn't going to bother with drawing it out, the past two hours had already been teasing enough for him. Regulus was writhing beneath him, hands yanking the sheet and legs twisting around Leo's sides. 

''I--I'm gonna come.'' 

Leo just hummed around him and then Regulus was coming, hard. There was a choked-off whimper and a few seconds of silence before a symphony of loud moans echoed around the room - loud enough that Finn and Logan would have absolutely no trouble hearing even over their movie. When he had ridden his orgasm out to near-trembling, Leo rose so he was hovered above Regulus again, his forearms propped up alongside his head. Just as he was about to soothe him down, a hand running gently over his sweating forehead, he felt a delicate hand slip into his own sweats, wrapping around his cock and jerking him, the soft grip enough to have his words dying in his throat almost instantly. 

''Oh fuck.'' Regulus leaned up to bite along Leo's collarbone, as his hips flexed to fuck into the circle of his fist. He worked his teeth against the base of his neck, sucking and nibbling on the skin until a deep red mark formed along the tan skin. It only took minutes until Leo was streaking cum over his hand, teeth grinding together as he swallowed heavily, a breathy groan echoing from his chest when he slowed. ''Jesus,'' he whispered, eyes watching as Regulus licked the cum from his hand slowly. 

With another thick swallow, Leo shuffled up to the head of the bed, lifting an arm for Regulus to cuddle under. 

''We'll head down in a few minutes,'' he mumbled, burying his nose into the top of Regulus' hair. For a short while, there was a stretch of comfortable silence, both of them curled around each other. ''What's up?'' Leo asked, Regulus' heavy sigh as he clutched onto Leo slightly tighter concerning him. 

''Rien, 'm alright. Just tired.'' 

''You know I can tell when you're lying, right?'' Regulus grumbled, nosing into Leo's neck more. ''Baby.'' 

Another sigh showed Leo he was getting somewhere. ''You're leaving in two days.'' His heart thudded painfully at how quiet Regulus' voice was. 

''We'll be back before you know it, princess. You'll be so busy with your family that--''

''Don't say I won't notice you're gone,'' Regulus removed his face from his neck, looking up at him with his brows drawn in the centre.

Leo sighed this time, rubbing his hand along Regulus' skin and leaning down to kiss his forehead, using the arm wrapped around his back to pull him back into his chest. ''It'll only be a few days, okay? And,'' his nose brushed the shell of Regulus' ear, ''we don't live in the stone age,'' he whispered. ''We have technology.'' He smiled when Regulus half-heartedly smacked his chest.

''Do you and Lo have to do much prep for your scene?'' 

The sudden change in topic had Leo starting slightly, looking down at Regulus with a raised brow. ''Not really,'' he answered, still trying to figure out where this was going. ''As long as we're both in the right headspace for it, it's pretty straight-forward.'' 

''Are you?''

''Yeah, we talked about it yesterday. We haven't done a heavy scene in a while, Lo's getting a bit antsy whenever he's in subspace.'' 

''So...would tomorrow work?'' 

Leo nodded. ''Well, yeah. What's this about, princess?''

''There's a Christmas light display near the rink tomorrow.'' 

A smile instantly stretched across Leo's face, understanding what his point was. ''Finn would love that.'' Regulus grinned too. 

''That's what I was thinking. I guessed it'd be nice for you two to do it before Christmas, you know, before practice starts again - so I thought me and Finn could go while you two do your scene. If that's okay?'' That made Leo pause and shuffle a bit so he could properly see Regulus' face. 

''You're asking if it's alright for you and Finn to go on a date?'' 

''When you put it like that it sounds stupid,'' he mumbled, moving to sit up. 

''Baby, baby, baby,'' Leo said, leaning forward so he could catch Regulus around the waist. 

Before he could speak, Regulus was speaking frantically again. ''I just didn't want to be an asshole and make it seem like I was fobbing you both off by using that as an excuse. Of course you guys can come if you wanted but it's Finn that always loves the lights so I just thought it worked out well.'' Leo, now officially worried about the man's words to breaths ratio, hooked an arm under his knees too so he could guide him into his lap. 

''Calm down and breathe, sweetheart. Then we can go downstairs. We need to have a talk as the four of us.'' At Regulus' mortification, Leo quickly moved to reassure him, his voice low and lulling. ''You've not done a thing wrong, love. The opposite actually, we have.'' Feeling the boy still trembling minutely under his skin, Leo wordlessly scooped him up and carried him down, figuring having the two of them there would help calm him more than he could alone.

Seeing the look on Leo's face as he looked over at the creak of the stairs, Finn's greeting smile instantly died, sitting up abruptly and pausing the TV. Logan peered around too, shuffling from where he'd been stretched out with his head in Finn's lap and moving his legs so Leo could sit, Regulus still cradled to his chest. 

What happened? Logan mouthed to Leo, panic written all over his face at the gentle sniffle Regulus gave. A light tug on his hair had Regulus pulling his face from Leo's shirt, the shine of tears faint in his eyes.

''Hey, hey, hey. There's no need for that, sweetheart. I promised you you'd done nothing wrong and I meant it.'' When Regulus gave a soft nod, looking at Leo's chest instead of his eyes, Leo explained to the boys. ''Regie and I just figured out that we've had a hundred talks about our relationship but never actually covered polygamy in any of them.'' Leo then ducked his head to get himself in Regulus' eyeline. ''You wanna explain the context or do you want me to?''

''I can,'' he mumbled, sniffing once before starting, shuffling to sit side-wards on Leo's lap so he could now face Finn and Logan as he explained. ''I saw that there was a Christmas light display in the centre tomorrow and--'' his voice wavered and he swallowed. ''I knew you'd love that so I figured that we could go and have a nice evening out and get that really overpriced hot chocolate you like,'' he let out a wet-sounding laugh when Finn did. His composure wavered more when he saw Finn's eyes fill with nothing but pure adoration, looking at him like he'd just hung the moon. ''And that'd mean the boys don't have to wait until after Christmas to do their scene but,'' he got more annoyed at himself the shakier his voice got. Leo rubbing firm circles into his back helped. ''I couldn't figure out how to ask without it being like I'm trying to get rid of them or make it like I don't want to go as the four of us because of course it'd be nice to go as all of us. Then I tried explaining that but started worrying I was gonna make Leo feel like he had to go and I basically just,'' he let out a small sigh, ''started crying like a baby after that.''

His self-deprecating tone made Leo tut softly, ducking to bump their noses together as he teasingly said, ''hey, don't talk about our boyfriend like that. You're not a baby for caring about how your words affect people.''

''Ange,'' Logan whispered sadly, reaching to brush his thumb over Regulus' ankle, stretched out from Leo's lap to just in front of him. ''I'm so sorry. We should've realised sooner that we hadn't actually talked through dating dating. Peanut's right, you've not done anything wrong.'' 

Before Regulus could answer, Finn was talking, leaned forwards and looking at him earnestly. ''Sweetie, you never ever have to ask permission if you want to go on a solo date with one or two of us. Whoever doesn't go will be absolutely fine being by themselves or just as the two of them. Obviously, we'd want everyone to know but that's from a safety, we know where you are perspective. Individual relationships are all going to be slightly different, we're different people. Those relationships combined help build on our relationship as the four of us, they're just as important to give attention to. It is okay to want to do something with a certain person even if the others are free. It is okay to go to a certain person if you've had a bad day or you've got a problem. That doesn't mean anything about how you feel towards the others. You still love us. We still love you. Sometimes you just need or want a particular person and that is more than fine. Alright?''

Regulus nodded, taking his first full breath in a while and giving Finn a watery smile in response to his soothing one. ''You know you can do the same right? Like if you wanna do something just the three of you, that's fine. You've been together for fucking ages, I don't want to get in the way of that.''

''Absolutely not.'' Leo's tone was firmer that Regulus had ever heard it, so steady and insistent he almost sounded angry. Was he angry? ''Yes, you're one hundred percent right about us being able to do things just the three of us if we want. But it's got nothing to do with how long we have been together. You're not an add-on, baby. You are no less important because we haven't known each other as long. I know it's hard. I do. For the first while we were together, I struggled a bit with feeling like I was in the way considering all the history Harzy and Lo had. They helped me realise that how long you've known someone isn't the point. We love each other, that's the only thing that really matters. Polygamy is confusing at times, believe we know that. But God knows if I had to pick between some of the people I've known the longest or the people I love the most - that's a no brainer. That's how love works, baby.''

''That makes sense,'' Regulus mumbled, his voice meek even in the silence of the room around them. He scrubbed his hands over his face again, forcing himself to take a deep breath in and following the guide of Leo's arm as it hooked around his shoulders and cuddled him close to his chest. He squeezed him tightly for a few, long seconds, kissing the top of his head before letting him sit up properly. Finn leaned forward the second he was upright, leaning over Logan and pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to Regulus' lips. 

''Just for the record,'' he whispered against Regulus' lips, ''I'd love to go.'' The smile that spread instantly across Regulus' face did so without his permission, leaving him grinning up at Finn with a small 'okay'. 

''It's five till seven,'' he said softly. 

''Perfect. Then we can come home and grab our suitcases then head over to yours whenever we're ready.'' Regulus gave a small hum in response to that plan, accepting another kiss from Finn before he retook his plan behind Logan. 

''You wanna finish the movie with us, there's about half an hour left,'' Logan asked then, his hand tangling with Regulus' to bring his knuckles to his lips. 

''Yeah,'' Regulus agreed, snuggling down into Leo's chest as Finn unpaused the TV, hand still looped with Logan's in the man's lap. 

 

 

As the credits of the movie began playing, Leo blinked his gaze away from Regulus' face before the other man, his attention no longer captured by the screen, caught him. He seemed better, more relaxed and happy, as he lay with his side pressed to Leo's chest, his legs stretched out over Logan and Finn's laps with Logan tracing patterns along his palm with his fingertips. Hopefully, it was just the combination of the uncertainty and cloudy brain that was the main source of the problem - that option was far better than the alternative of Regulus being unsure with his place in their relationship. 

It was just the product of an overstimulated, anxious mind, Leo told himself. Nothing more.

''Knutty?'' Leo blinked.

''Sorry, angel, you okay?'' Logan's eyes squinted at him minutely, barely enough for Leo to catch the movement. 

''Regie said there was something else that you two wanted to talk to us about?'' 

What? There hadn't been anymore problems? He glanced at Regulus, a slight question in his eyes. The look on the man's face told him it wasn't anything bad, the opposite if the subtle glean in his eye was anything to go by. ''Oh! Yeah, candles.'' 

''There we go,'' Regulus joked, a laugh rumbling through his body into Leo's chest. 

''Well, Regie is a fan of them and we were wondering what kind of red they were for you. Is it a complete no-go for play while you're there or a no for either using them or them being used on you?'' 

''I don't want them used on me but,'' Logan paused to think for a moment, ''I don't mind watching you use it on him. To be honest at some point I'd probably want to try as well.''

''You'd wanna use them on me?'' Regulus' smile had Logan grinning too.

"How responsive was he?" Logan said, eyes still on Regulus' even as he was questioning Leo.

"Oh, très," Leo drawled, Regulus' blush darkening.

"Harzy?" he asked, adamant to not squirm under Leo and Logan's combined gazes.

"I'll probably like watching it - as long as you make those pretty faces you usually do." Finn's subtle wink had Regulus' blush getting even worse.

"You're all annoying," he mumbled, covering his face with his hands and sinking down to duck under Leo's arm.

There was a soft hum reverberating through Leo's chest. "I don't mind you hiding but don't pretend you don't like it, princesse." His fingers ran through the top of Regulus' hair, massaging his scalp lightly, unable to not melt a bit at him tucked under his arm. Leo leaned over him to kiss the back of Regulus' neck, wrapping his other arm around him to squeeze him tightly. "Tu est si mignon," he mumbled, scattering soft pecks along his neck.

Leaning back, he raised a brow at Logan and Finn's poorly-muffled chuckles, Finn giving a pointed look at Leo's collarbone.

"Quoi?" Leo laughed, not seeing anything. When he caught a glimpse of the dark red bites just underneath the edge of his shirt, he realised. "We blew off a bit of steam."

"We heard," Logan smiled. There was a small amused noise from the ball that was Regulus, making Finn reach a hand to squeeze his calf.

"Why you hiding, baby?"

"'M not, just comfy here. Leo's nice and warm."

That made them chuckle, the serene little sigh he let out when Leo snuggled closer making Logan's heart melt in his chest. "I'm glad to be a glorified heater."

"Don't put yourself down, you're nice to look at too." Logan's cackle echoed around the room, cracking up Regulus in the process. 

''Boy...you're lucky I love you.'' Regulus' proud of himself giggle was muffled where he nuzzled further down into the sofa cushion. Wordlessly, Finn turned on the next Marvel movie he and Logan had decided to watch that day, keeping his hand looped around Regulus' ankle. Within minutes, Regulus was asleep, Logan following suit cuddled back against Finn's chest as he and Leo enjoyed the movie, stealing glances at the pair of them every so often. 

For the first time in a while, Finn was dreading going home - of course, not because he was going home, he was so excited to see his parents and spend the holidays with them and Alex but god...he didn't know how he was going to be able to sleep alone. Or be unable to steal kisses whenever he wanted. Or have someone snuggled into his back when he was making tea, or folding laundry, or just living. 

Only for a few days, he told himself, only for a few days. 

Chapter 16: Hard Scenes, Dates and Injury

Summary:

HIII DARLINGS

welcome to the summary for pt.2 of the double update for january!!!

right, real talk. If you aren't good with the following, there are breaks in BOLD with ~ signalling the start and end of the content warnings so you can skip over it:
- significant masochism
- semi-detailed mentions of sadism
- fairly hardcore humiliation play
- a good dose of spit play
- along with other uses of degradation, praise, dumbification, cum play, etc

** if you read it's at your OWN DISCRETION **

for those of you that enjoy that shit...have funnn ;)

there is (as always) the usual love and fluff and cuties and the Reg/Leo gym fluff requested in the comments (thank youuu)
only a few more days (in fic) until the boys leave for christmas.

one last WARNING then i promise i'll shut up: there's the briefest, tiniest reference to BlackFamilyTrauma™ in terms of mental abuse from our Lolo being worried about Regie.

right, I'm done now. Finally. Apologies for the rambling.

~17,000

ENJOY SWEETHEARTS <333

''Hey.''

The water sloshed over the side of Finn's glass as he jumped, spinning on a heel to where Leo was hovering by the kitchen door, his hands held up in surrender as he padded in, feet bare on the cold tiles. 

''Quietest oaf ever,'' Finn teased, quickly wiping up the small ring of water around his glass. Leo's hands came to rest on his hips, thumbs dipping below the band of his boxers to rub over his hipbones. 

''Why are you awake, love?'' 

''Not sure, just can't get to sleep.'' Finn put the cloth back where it was folded on the counter top. ''I'm sorry for keeping you up.'' Brown eyes full of guilt, he kissed the line of Leo's collarbone softly in apology. 

His head just shook minutely, dismissing the idea immediately. ''Is it your head?'' 

''No, no, my head's okay. I feel fine. Just can't drift off tonight.'' Leo hummed, pressing his lips to Finn's forehead in a lingering, gentle kiss. 

''Do you want to stay down here for a bit? Until you're more tired?'' 

Finn blinked up at the man, noting the tiredness in his features. ''Yeah, I think I might. You can go up, though.'' 

''Non,'' was all Leo said, filling his own glass with water and taking both his and Finn's into the living room. Finn just followed him with a slight flush. ''C'mere,'' Leo held his arms out where he'd stretched out on the sofa. ''Lie on my chest.'' Finn did as he was told, breathing in deeply the warm, spicy smell that seemed to linger on Leo's skin. Deft hands tugged up the back of his shirt until it rested near his shoulders, meaning Leo could run his fingers up and down his heated skin, drawing small patterns to capture his attention away from his brain. 

He didn't know how long it was before he finally felt Finn settle against him, giving it another few minutes to make sure he was properly settled. ''Have a few sips of water then we'll go up,'' he whispered. Finn nodded groggily against his chest, pushing himself up on a hand as Leo tugged his shirt back down before a chill could rouse him from his sleepy state.

Downing the rest of his own water, he stood in front of Finn and patted his arms gently, waiting for him to wrap them around his neck. ''I can walk.''

''I know you can,'' Leo said, still not moving. Finn's arms were looped around his neck a second later, Leo easily guiding his legs to wrap around his waist. 

''If I wasn't half-asleep, this'd be really hot,'' Finn mumbled into the side of his neck. 

Leo just kissed his temple, rounding the corner into Finn's room and sitting on the bed. ''How do you want to sleep, love?'' 

''On your chest, still? Just until I fall asleep.''

''You can stay on my chest as long as you like.'' In less than a minute, Leo was laid on his back with Finn in the exact position they were in on the sofa. 

''Are you cold without the blanket?'' Finn mumbled, realising that it was pulled up to rest over his shoulders, leaving most of Leo's chest uncovered. His eyes fluttered closed when Leo's fingers danced gently through his hair, careful not to disrupt the pattern of his curls.

''You're keeping me warm, 'm okay. Go to sleep, baby. I'll be here all night.'' He felt Finn's cheek crease with a smile against him, his heart jumping once in his chest. Turning his head towards the noise, Leo scanned the tangle that was Regulus and Logan, Regulus cuddled behind the man with his arms and legs coming to wrap around his front. Their cheeks pressed together as they both slept, Logan made another small noise in his dream that had Regulus instinctively tightening his arms around him until he settled once more. Not for the first time, Leo wondered how he was going to survive the five, almost six technically, days that they were going to be apart. 

It was shit before. Whenever they'd been apart when they were the three of them, it sucked and Leo obsessively counted down the seconds until he'd be back with them. But now that Regulus was with them... He'd brought them closer together, so much more impossibly closer. His heart had expanded to accommodate his love for Regulus and in doing so he loved Finn and Logan more too. 

His mom, ever the saint, would do as she always did - make sure she was stocked on fresh milk to heat up for him when she heard him pottering around at all hours of the night, passing him the cup before fluffing out a blanket around his shoulders and giving him a kiss on the head and a tight hug then going back up to bed. Night after night she'd do this. She'd understand. Understand that as much as he loved being home and he cherished everyday he had with their little family, every night, he was reminded of the fact his own little family were hundreds of miles away and not with him, in bed and safe. 

Tucking an arm under his head and keeping the other poised in Finn's hair, Leo took as deep a breath as he dared to not disrupt Finn's sleep, forcing himself to push that away. He could worry about that in a couple of days, now, he needed sleep. 

 

 

''Where you goin'?'' 

Regulus winced, his plan of climbing out of bed without disturbing Finn failing. ''We're gonna be in the gym, baby. Go back to sleep.'' He crouched down by the edge of the bed, facing where Finn was lying on his stomach, face smushed into the pillow under his head. His eyes were still closed but his mouth was quirked down into a small frown. Regulus rubbed his thumb against his temple, kissing his cheek softly. 

''M'kay. Don't lemme sleep too long,'' he grumbled.

''We won't,'' he kissed him again, ''we'll come wake you up in a little bit.'' Finn hummed lazily, smiling softly as he tilted his head minutely for another kiss on the cheek before falling back to sleep. Closing the bedroom door softly behind him, Regulus slipped into the gym, closing that door too to muffle the low music playing. ''He said to not let him sleep too long.'' 

Leo smiled. ''Another hour or so will do him good.'' 

''He's okay, right?'' Logan asked Leo. 

''Yeah, angel. Just couldn't sleep. Once he was warm and comfy, he was fine.'' Logan nodded, keeping his eyes focused on retying his sweatpant's ties, even though they were only for show, playing no part in bringing the waistband in. Leo put down the weight he was holding up, crossing the few steps to where he was. He grabbed Logan's chin gently, tilting his head up as he leaned down, pecking his lips once. ''His head is fine. Hey,'' Logan finally looked at him, ''it's not his head. He just couldn't fall asleep. He wasn't nauseous, he wasn't shaky, he wasn't dizzy, he could see perfectly fine, his balance was fine, he didn't even have a headache.'' 

Logan swallowed with a nod, smiling up at Leo when he kissed the tip of his nose. 

''Is it bad?'' They both turned slightly to look in Regulus' direction, the other man padding towards them. ''I know he's had a lot of concussions over the years but-- how bad is it?'' 

''Most days are alright.'' And they were, Leo wasn't lying. ''When they're bad...it's horrible.'' Leo felt horrible. Not able to tell him that it's fine and it's always going to be fine. He hated the look on his face. He wrapped one arm around Logan's shoulders and reached his other out so Regulus could duck under it, using it to guide them both close to him. He ducked his head to bury his face in the tops of their hair, breathing them in deeply. ''But they never last forever. He says us being there helps. Even though we can't do much. Being scared makes it worse, makes him spiral more, he says we help him not be scared. I know it doesn't sound like much but it's what we can give him.'' 

''Today isn't one of those days,'' Regulus' muffled voice came. 

''No, it's not.'' He looked back at him when he propped his chin on his chest, grey eyes peering up at him. A comforting smile and a brush of noses relaxed him, a softness in his eyes replacing the undertone of fear. With one last kiss for both of them, he patted their waists, Logan jumping away from him with a yelp when he pinched his ass roughly through his sweats. 

''Connard,'' he laughed, flipping him the bird over his shoulder as he took a seat on one of the bikes along the wall. He started slow with moderate resistance, sitting back with his hands resting on his thighs. Even through the thick fabric of his sweats, Regulus could clearly see the hard muscle flexing underneath it. He blinked a few times then headed over to the box in the corner, grabbing a resistance band and beginning to warm up his muscles while he decided what he wanted to train today. Leo stood facing the wall of mirrors, dumbells in hand and curling them with relative ease. 

Logan had no qualms about making it quite clear where he was looking, legs still working faultlessly against the resistance of the bike as his eyes followed the up-down motion of Leo's arms. In Regulus' attempt to drag his eyes away from exactly where Logan's were, he caught sight of Logan's legs again, flexing stronger and harsher as he turned the resistance up higher. 

'' Ow, fuck! '' Regulus pressed his hand to his face, the blinding sting there throbbing under his palm. In the next second, Leo's hand was gently guiding his away. 

''Hey, hey, hey, shhh. Let me look. Let me look. Is it your eye?'' 

''No, slung me in the head.'' He could feel heat spreading through his cheek and it wasn't from the resistance band. 

''Anything broken? Anything bruised?'' Leo asked, a joke in his tone now he'd figured out that he wasn't seriously hurt. Regulus just about registered the faded sound of Logan desperately muffling his laugh behind his hand as he came over. 

''Just my pride.'' That made Leo laugh properly, thumbs pressing gently around the skin just above Regulus' left eye. 

''Mm, these things can be dangerous when you aren't focusing,'' Logan's tone made Regulus peek his right eye open to look at him. 

''You think you're funny,'' Regulus teased, the quirk of his mouth making Logan smile. 

''I think I'm hilarious. And very cute.''

Regulus pretended to mull it over for a second. ''I agree with one of those right now.'' Logan and Leo both laughed brightly at that. 

''I think you'll live. I'll go get you an ice pack. Please try not to injure yourself while I'm gone.'' Leo was still chuckling to himself as he headed downstairs, Logan doing the same as he placed a breath of a kiss along the reddened skin above his eye. 

''I'm sorry, baby.'' 

Regulus smiled at him as Logan splayed his hands on his chest, thumbs running over his loose shirt. ''For what?''

''Being a distraction.'' There was something so innocent about the slight tilt to Logan's head as he looked up the inch of height between them. 

''You, mon beau,'' he whispered, wrapping his arms low around Logan's waist, ''are more than welcome to distract me any time.'' Logan's fingers stretched up to graze the base of Regulus' neck at the same time he pushed his lips against his. They kissed slowly, languidly, Logan's nails scratching his skin to send small tendrils of pleasure shooting throughout him. He smiled when Logan giggled against his lips.

''What are you doing ?'' 

''Being a distraction,'' Regulus mumbled, continuing his hands' downward path under Logan's sweats, cupping his ass through his boxers and using the grip to pull him up against him. Logan let out a soft gasp into Regulus' mouth. 

''Nice to know injury doesn't affect your libido.'' Leo looked completely unsurprised as he closed the door behind him, handing Regulus the ice pack as the man slid his hands out of Logan's sweats. ''Sit with that on for a little bit, okay?'' 

''Yes, daddy.'' Leo sent him a faux-unimpressed look paired with a poorly-hidden smirk, the latter shown through in the slow, drawn-out kiss he pressed to the corner of his lips. When he was safely seated, away from the resistance bands, on the bike next to Logan, Regulus figured he may as well work his legs while his face was throbbing. The pair of them were perfectly happy watching Leo's grey shirt gradually darken with sweat, uncomfortably so, until he finally set the dumbells down, giving them both a pointed, wordless look before he tugged his shirt over his head. He rolled his eyes and shook his head with a smile at the whistles that echoed from them both. 

''Alright, what are you planning on doing today? Legs, arms, cardio?'' 

''Can you spot me for a few sets?'' Regulus replied, slowing his pace on the bike to a gradual stop.

''Benchpress?'' 

Upon Regulus' nod, Leo agreed, setting his dumbells back on the rack they were displayed on and letting Regulus pick out his weights. Settled on his back, Leo stood over his head, his hands hovering just below the underside of the bar while Regulus settled his grip on it. 

''Stop looking at my dick and focus, please. Before you get hurt again.''

''You're the one not wearing underwear,'' Regulus smirked, lifting the bar a moment later and starting his set. He'd never been able to do so many continuous reps of this weight before, spurred on by Leo's small encouragements whenever he started slowing down. When he finally couldn't garner the strength to raise it again, Leo's hands wrapped under it, lifting it onto the hooks. 

''Very good, baby.'' Regulus grinned up at Leo, his breath still coming out in heavy pants as he sat up, following Leo's suit and throwing his own shirt off with a one-hand tug. He let out an exhausted laugh when there were two matching whistles to his and Logan's previous ones. 

''I call a re-do. You said I'd be able to watch you lift shirtless, you were fully clothed doing that.'' Logan pouted dramatically, seemingly unphased by the sheer force he was working his legs at, his forearms braced against the handlebars of the bike. With him sat up on the bench, it meant Regulus was directly facing Logan, a small smile on the man's face. He nodded after a moment, rising and going to the lat pulldown machine next to the bench, sitting on it and looking right back at Logan as he drank some water out the bottle Leo had brought up. 

Shaking out his arms, he adjusted the weight and turned so his back was to Logan. He reached up and firmly wrapped his hands around the long bar, bracing his feet against the floor and pulling the bar down to his chest, holding it there for a second before bringing it back up to its original position. He could feel Logan's eyes burn into the muscle of his back and arms as he ran through his set, even Leo's eyes lingering on his form the entire time. 

When he was done, he let himself catch his breath, his head tipped back to the ceiling as he forced air into his tired lungs. A quick glance into the mirror had Regulus looking properly over his shoulder.

''Sérieusement?'' Logan unabashedly lifted his phone higher, snapping a picture of his face to go with the ones he'd been taking of his back. A brow raised, Logan flipped his phone around, showing Regulus the photo of himself, bruise already forming on his head included. ''You're sexy even with a busted face.'' 

Regulus snorted, rising and accepting the towel Leo threw at him to wipe the sweat off his face and neck, wincing when he scrubbed over his forehead a bit too hard. ''Merci.'' 

''Hey, it's important to know in our line of work,'' Leo joked, sending him a soft wink when he looked over at him. ''You don't have enough of me already?'' Leo asked Logan when he caught him lifting his phone towards him out the corner of his eye. 

''Gotta keep them updated.'' 

''Does this photography rule go both ways?'' Regulus asked, holding his phone up from out his pocket. Logan just silently shucked his shirt off, leaning back in the bike seat and opening his arms slightly. 

''Photograph away, darlings.'' Only a madman would pass up an invitation like that. Leo seemed to think so too, sneaking his own phone out and snapping a few of his torso before walking up to him and gripping his chin. He tilted Logan's face up to the camera. 

''Do the eyes for me,'' Leo whispered. Logan did so instantly, blinking his eyes wider and looking up at him through his lashes, brows shifting minutely into a pleading look. ''There you go.'' 

''If you cum to that I wanna know.'' Leo agreed, figuring it was a fair trade. 

''Right, cardio,'' Leo said, forcing himself to actually work out considering they were in the gym. '' Running ,'' he specified, seeing Logan's cheeky smirk. ''You need that energy for later.'' He stole a quick kiss from Regulus on his way to the treadmill, patting the man's ass as he passed him. 

Leo hated cardio - well, running as cardio, other forms of it he could absolutely get behind - which is why he decided to let his mind wander while he did it. It was a hell of a lot easier to just let your legs fall into the pattern of it when you were distracted planning what to do during your later plans that involved your boyfriend suspended, naked and blindfolded, completely at your mercy. 

 

 

 

 

''Yes, please. Just grab anything that could go in a sandwich. A normal people sandwich, not a weird Canadian version!'' Leo called after Logan, as loudly as he dared. He got a half-hearted thumbs up in response, meaning he would absolutely have to have at least one debate about why said ingredient doesn't belong in a breakfast sandwich. 

Regulus came back into the gym a second later, wipes in hand, taking a wad before passing the packet to Leo. 

They cleaned in relative silence, working on the separate bits they'd unconsciously allocated themselves. 

''Est-ce que tu vas bien?'' Regulus jumped where he was crouched by the bench. 

''Fucking Christ, babe.'' Leo laughed out an apology, stroking a hand through Regulus' hair. ''Yeah, I'm okay.'' 

''You sure? You've been wiping that same spot for over a minute now.'' His hand faltering, Regulus realised he was right, letting out a small sigh. Leo moved then, wordlessly to sit next to him, his back leant against the bench facing Regulus. Holding out an arm, Regulus curled into his chest, clutching onto the arm Leo wrapped around him. 

''S'il te plaît ne pars pas.'' Leo froze, shuffling his arm to try and urge Regulus to look at him but the man just shook his head. ''I'm sorry, I don't know why I said that. I didn't mean it.'' His tone was genuine. He really didn't mean to say it; he just sounded tired. Rubbing a hand up his back, Leo rocked him softly - he wasn't sure why, it just felt like something he should do, it seemed to help. Regulus looked up at him, resting his chin against his arm. ''I've never missed someone so much when I'm right in front of them,'' he whispered, his watery eyes scanning Leo's face. 

''Princess,'' he mumbled back, cupping his cheek, not actually knowing what to say to comfort him. 

Regulus shut his eyes. ''Your hands are warm.'' 

''I love you.'' A tear slipped from the corner of his eye to wet Leo's palm, one of Regulus' hands reaching up to wrap around Leo's wrist. 

''I love you too.'' Regulus let Leo guide his face to rest in his neck, careful not to hit his sore head. A few minutes later of Regulus doodling patterns across Leo's bare chest, Leo spoke, his lips resting against Regulus' hairline. ''Be honest with me...do I stink?'' 

A bright laugh bubbled from within Regulus' chest until it echoed around the room. '' Horrendously .'' Holding his chin between his thumb and forefinger, Leo tilted his head back and up, leaning down to kiss him. 

''Oh, I see how it is. Say you're cleaning and just sit and make out instead. I can get behind that,'' Logan grinned, leaning against the doorway. ''C'mon we all stink, we need a long, steamy shower,'' he drawled, tilting his head and looking at them both with hooded eyes. 

''I say we listen to the little one,'' Regulus whispered. 

''Mmm, I agree.'' Standing, Regulus held a hand down to held Leo up, quickly wiping down the rest of the bench and gathering the pile of wipes they'd used. He turned to follow where Logan had slunk off towards the bathroom, leaving his boxers hooked onto the doorknob of it, making them both smile.

''It's not for long, okay?'' 

Regulus nodded, kissing Leo's cheek. ''Not for long.'' 

 

 

Kiss. '' Babyyy .'' Kiss. '' Honeyyy .'' Kiss. '' Harzyyy .'' 

Finn breathed in deeply, smiling and stretching his body with a soft groan before he blinked his eyes open to look up at Regulus sleepily. 

''Hi.'' 

''Hi,'' Regulus replied with a smile, sitting on the very edge of the bed when Finn rolled onto his back. ''Morning, baby.'' 

''G'mornin'. You smell good,'' he mumbled, the scent of Logan's lavender body wash all over Regulus' skin. 

Regulus' mind was cast back to just minutes ago, the steam from the shower making everything hot and quite literally steamy. Well, Logan cumming pinned between himself and Leo probably helped that too.

"We just had a shower," Regulus explained, a smile on his face at how soft Finn looked like this.

Finn pouted slightly. "Do I have to shower yet?"

"No, baby. You can shower before we leave if you want." Finn made an affirmative sound, leaning into the hand Regulus had cupping his cheek. ''Knutty's making breakfast with Lolo, it's almost ready.''

''So I gotta get up?'' Finn grumbled. 

''Do you wanna have breakfast in bed today?'' Finn's face lit up at that. ''I'll go ask, peanut. Try and wake up a bit more so you can sit up without falling back to sleep.'' 

''Baiser?'' His slurred pronunciation made Regulus' heart melt as he happily obliged, kissing him deeply before pecking him gently a few more times. 

Back in the kitchen, Logan and Leo were chatting randomly when Regulus appeared at the doorway. ''Peanut?'' he drawled, coming over to them with a sweet smile on his face. Leo's face was coloured with amusement.

''Yes, princess?'' 

''Request from upstairs: how do we stand on breakfast in bed?'' 

''Yeah, we can do that.'' He slid the last of the breakfast sandwiches onto plates, Logan and Regulus both grabbing two each while Leo just decided to bring up a bottle of orange juice for ease. 

Finn was sat up in bed when Logan led the trio in, smiling brightly when Finn's face lit up at the sight of them. ''Hi gorgeous.'' Logan had to focus on holding the plates flat so their food didn't end up all over the floor when Finn cupped his face with both hands and kissed him slowly. Logan hummed when he pulled away. ''Good morning to you too,'' he mumbled, sliding a plate into his hands before clambering into bed beside him, Finn having shuffled further in from the edge so they didn't have to climb over him to get in. Regulus scooted in next to Logan, the other man tugging the blanket over his legs once he was comfy. 

Standing the bottle on the bedside table, Leo lay along the middle of the bed at their feet, propped on his side with an elbow supporting him. He pressed a kiss to the bump of Finn's foot under the blanket before he started eating, silently congratulating himself on his spur of the moment breakfast choice. 

They ate in comfortable silence for a while, Finn finishing his food first and passing Regulus his plate when the man gestured for him to so he could put it on the floor.

''Holy fuck , what happened to your face?'' His concern dwindled significantly when Leo and Logan instantly cracked up, Regulus jabbing out at Logan with an elbow and Leo with a foot under the covers. 

''Resistance bands require more focus than Regie thought,'' Leo explained, breaking off at the end with a snort. 

'' Oh . Get a little distracted there, princess?'' 

''Yes,'' Regulus muttered, biting harshly into his sandwich. ''I entirely blame Lo.'' 

''Babe,'' Finn began, chastisement written all over his tone, ''we've talked about being distractingly beautiful all the time. I thought you were going to work on that.'' Logan let out a bashful laugh, bumping his shoulder into Finn and mumbling a half-hearted jab at him before occupying himself with the last of his food. Seeing Regulus was done with his food, the other man leaning to add his plate to Finn's on the floor, Finn reached behind Logan to graze the other man's shoulder, garnering his attention. ''C'mere, baby.'' 

Logan held a hand out for Regulus to steady himself as he tried to manoeuvre himself around him without squishing anyone. When he was close enough, Finn grabbed his hips, lowering him to straddle his lap and smiling to himself when Regulus' hands came to naturally rest over his shoulders, clasping behind his neck. Reaching up, he slid a hand to cup his cheek, his thumb resting on the sharp edge of his cheekbone, his calloused hand rough against the soft skin of Regulus' cheek.

He urged Regulus' face closer to his, brushing his lips against Regulus' again and again in a dozen small pecks. When Regulus leaned to kiss him more insistently, Finn's lips quirked into a grin before he reciprocated, slipping his hand to cover the back of Regulus' neck. His other hand lay on top of his thigh, thumb rubbing over the muscle absently as he guided Regulus' head to tilt, breathing in deeply through his nose as their tongues slid over each other. 

''What are you smiling at?'' Finn mumbled against his lips, eyes still closed so he didn't lose the lingering feeling of Regulus' lips on his quite yet, refusing to pull away from him.

Regulus let out a light chuckle, their noses bumping together with the movement. ''Nothing,'' he shook his head softly once before effectively erasing all thoughts from Finn's mind as he pressed back against him. It was Regulus that pulled away the next time, resting his forehead gingerly against Finn's with a pleased hum, arms still wrapped snugly around his neck. There was a slight shuffling as Logan and Leo's plates joined the pile, more following as Leo took Regulus' now empty space next to Logan. 

''I'm excited for today.'' The four of them broke into laughs when there were three simultaneous hums to Finn's statement, all agreeing for different reasons. 

Peppering kisses from between Finn's brows, down the bridge of his nose, across his lips and down his chin to his neck, Finn couldn't help but exhale embarrassingly shakily when Regulus' teeth grazed his Adam's apple, barely there at first but then coming back to scrape against the sensitive skin a bit harsher. 

''Is it okay if I mark you here?'' Finn just hummed his assent, barely giving it another thought. ''It'll show when we're out,'' Regulus pointed out. 

''Is that not the point?'' He could hear the smirk in Finn's voice as the other man tilted his head back further, giving Regulus more room where he was still perched in his lap, light pecks being dusted against the skin of his neck while he answered Regulus' question. With a faint flush, Regulus began working his neck with his teeth, sucking softly, prompting blood to darken the surface of his skin until he was happy it could be seen clearly against the pale expanse of his neck. Stroking a thumb over it and sitting up, Regulus smiled inwardly to himself, admiring how nicely it stood out on the front of his throat. ''Proud of yourself?'' 

Regulus let his eyes flick to honey brown ones for a second, his pride rising with the red flush along Finn's cheeks. ''Oui,'' he gave a little nod, thumb still gently running along the mark. Finn had an arm bent between the back of his head and the headboard, his other hand cupping Regulus' hip and rubbing circles into it. 

''Do I look good?'' Finn asked with a cocky grin, bending his neck to give Regulus a better view. In response, Regulus just leaned over to grab his phone off the bedside table, glad for how closely they were all sat together so he could actually reach it. 

With a quick glance at Finn, he flicked his camera open when he received a shallow nod to his silent question. Regulus tried his hardest not to let his hand shake: the image of Finn with the mark, even starker in the camera lighting, and his eyes, purposefully half-lidded and gazing right at the camera, making arousal twist low in his stomach. 

He pulled up the picture, turning the phone around to show him. ''I do look good.'' To distract himself from the way Finn was looking at him, having only briefly glanced at the picture before he was back giving him his 'I'm horny' eyes, Regulus opened his gallery, scrolling to his hidden folders and typing in the Cubshots password - which took an almost embarrassingly little amount of conscious attention, muscle memory taking over easily. 

After pressing a few buttons and getting nowhere, Regulus' brows furrowed in the centre, Finn admiring the sight of his slight pout before leaning up, his hands on Regulus' hips keeping the man steady. 

''What are you trying to do?'' Regulus just held the phone out to him, figuring it wouldn't take much for him to catch on. ''C'mere, let me show you.'' Finn helped Regulus shuffle so he was sat between his legs, his back to his chest. With his chin over Regulus' shoulder, Finn showed him how to upload it so it would properly sync to their folders too. Regulus copied what he did to upload the photos he took of Logan in the gym, Finn letting out an appreciative noise when he pulled it up. ''Can I ask you a personal question, sweetheart?'' 

Regulus suppressed a laugh, turning his head to the side to look at Finn out the corner of his eye. ''A personal question? No, how dare you ruin our very professional relationship with personal ques--'' He broke off with a cackle as Finn's fingers attacked his sides, both tickling him and pulling him tighter against his chest, his arms wrapping around Regulus' waist as he laughed into his ear. 

''Such a brat .'' Regulus' giggles died down as Finn nosed affectionately under his ear. 

''Yes, baby, you can ask me a personal question.'' He rolled his eyes softly as he said it. There wasn't much they hadn't talked about, he didn't think 'too personal' was really a boundary they had anymore. 

''Have you used the photos?'' he asked, directly into his ear, his arms still wrapped snug around his waist. 

''Used them?'' He hated how meek he sounded, folded into the curve of Finn's chest as he bent over him slightly. 

''Have you touched yourself?'' It really was a good thing Regulus couldn't see Leo and Logan from this angle, their excited intrigue written all over their faces as they gave each other a sidelong look would have been enough to make his entire body burn red. Finn watched Regulus' eyes squeeze shut as he nodded silently. ''Do you have a favourite?'' A breathy 'yes' had Leo ducking his head into Logan's neck, his arm already wrapped over Logan's shoulders helping him pull the brunet towards him. The movement muffled Leo's own shaking exhale, the heel of his palm pressing into his crotch, the ache there getting too painful to ignore. ''Can you show me?'' 

Finn unwrapped his hands from his waist, bringing his hands to his arms and rubbing them soothingly when he saw the tremble of Regulus' hands as he unlocked his phone. Hushing him lowly, Finn praised him quietly when he felt Regulus' relax against him. He watched with apt fascination as Regulus scrolled quickly, already knowing where they were located in the arrangement of photos and videos. When Regulus stopped his scrolling but didn't click on any of the previews shown on the screen, Finn spoke again. ''I think I know which of these it is. Can I guess?'' Regulus' answer was in the slight tilt of his phone towards Finn. 

He clicked on the one that had instantly caught his eye - the minute long video of Logan bound on his knees in front of Finn and Leo in the living room. Their legs and cocks were just visible, the main portion of the video focused on Logan. He had his hands bound behind his back, a gag between his teeth and a vibrator inside him. Finn knew the sound gave it away, the faint buzz of it clear on the video he'd watched back dozens of times.

Just long enough to capture Logan's squirming and several lines of dirty talk from Finn and Leo, the last third of it was just Logan cumming untouched, writhing in his binds as Leo made no move to adjust the settings, the remote held still in his hands. He supposed it was a good thing that the sound wasn't up on Regulus' phone, considering Finn was pretty sure the man would completely combust in his lap if it was. 

''I like this one too. Lo sounds pretty when comes.'' Regulus shuffled a bit so he could tilt his head up, a happy look on his face as he nodded in agreement. 

''Merci, mon amours.'' Regulus made eye contact with Logan, a blush smothering his cheeks even as he smiled brightly despite himself. 

''Could I ask another personal question?'' Finn joked, chuckling when Regulus let out a soft laugh and gave a nod. ''Are you struggling with words or do you just not feel like talking? Both are okay, love.'' 

''Bit hard. Don't know what to say.'' 

''That's alright. You're doing well letting me know what's going on up here without them,'' he assured, kissing the top of Regulus' head gently. Movement on the phone screen caught his attention again, Regulus scrolling a bit further up. He clicked on a photo this time, Logan laid back between Leo's legs, his head dropped back onto his shoulder as his jaw was lax.

Leo's one hand was wrapped around the front of his throat, holding him still, his lips hovering by Logan's ear. His other hand was, for once, pale in comparison to the deep red of Logan's cock; he'd obviously been jerking him for a while, the flush covering Logan's whole body and the completely fucked-out look on his face clear signs. 

''Is this you giving me a hint?'' he asked, figuring the mirrored position was too similar to be coincidental. There was another duo of a breathy laugh and a nod, Finn glancing over at Leo and Logan, he wasn't completely sure why - to check he wasn't hallucinating? Either way, he was glad they were as riled up as he was, Leo face buried into Logan's neck as the man's hand worked under his sweats. 

Leaning back, Finn braced himself against the headboard, tugging Regulus back with him until he was settled comfortably against his chest, his legs naturally dropped open so his knees rested against Finn's. 

"I want you to find something. Something that could make you cum, whether you've seen it before or not." When Regulus instantly began scrolling through quickly with a shaking hands, Finn grazed the backs of his knuckles down Regulus' sides, making soft shushing noises until he knew his attention was back on him again. "Take your time. I'll occupy myself while I wait." 

Once he's gotten a shaky nod in response, Finn started a scattering of kisses over Regulus' ear, his tongue leaving a wet trail that went cold in the cool air of the bedroom when the heat of his lips were removed from it. 

"Can't--can't focus." A heaving breath punctuated the statement, Regulus' head dropping back a bit as his neck was suddenly incapable of holding it up for a moment. 

The soft, hardly-audible tut of disproval from Finn had him turning his face back to the phone in an instant. "You need to, baby. If you want to cum. Otherwise, I'm more than happy to continue like this. It's a lot more fun for me than it is for you." 

"Don't know what to pick," he whined, agitation colouring his voice as he squirmed unconsciously between the man's legs. 

"It's okay if you don't cum from the first thing. We can watch another and another and another until you give me an orgasm." 

"Okay, okay okay okay," he mumbled, less worried about what he chose now that he'd said that. All worries dissipated entirely when he caught sight of a fifteen minute long video. "This one, this one." 

Looking up from where he'd since returned to torturing Regulus with tongue and teeth, Finn let out a chuckle that rumbled through his back. "I think this might be the hardest I've ever come."

"Wanna see, wanna see, wanna see." 

"Alright, alright," Finn soothed, his voice dripping with comfort and softness to try and calm his now-constant squirms. "Let me just pull these down then we'll start." His thumbs hooked under Regulus' waistband, the twitching, sensitive skin of his lower abdomen as his fingers brushed it making him hurry it along before he got too overstimulated. "Oh, baby ," he swallowed against a new-found tremble in his voice. "You're so wet."

Regulus' whole body trembled with a ragged breath in. "Sir, please. Need you to touch me, need it. Hurts. Really hurts."

"Hey, hey, little thing. I've got you." He repeated himself in a whisper as he wrapped his hand, finally, around his leaking cock, the heat of it throbbing under his motionless palm. "I've got you." 

"Not gonna last." 

"That's okay. Sir just wants to make you feel good. Let me make you feel good." He hardened his voice a fraction on his last sentence, smiling to himself when it worked to make Regulus more lax within his grasp, his hand no longer tugging at the sheets underneath him, his body finally stilling between his legs. He took a brief second to collect the wetness from Regulus' tip and abdomen, spreading it gently across his length. 

With his other hand, he slid the phone from Regulus' iron grip, turning it as he pressed play and inched up the volume until it could be heard clearly but wouldn't drown out Regulus' noises (or Leo's - the man grunting every so often as Logan worked him over). Logan had obviously been told to make it last otherwise he would have had Leo coming in his sweatpants a while ago; he knew how to keep it constantly pleasurable but just not enough at the same time. 

On the video, there was just a sweet display of the three of them knelt on the bed trading kisses back and forth. It'd continue like this for at least two more minutes, giving Finn enough time to ease Regulus in, and rile him up with little more than just his hand slowly drawing down then back up, down then back up. 

"This was from the first night you went home after we kissed and played for the first time. We were all too excited to sleep, and horny. All I could see whenever I closed my eyes was you coming against Leo's side. I can still hear that little whimper you made when I kissed you. And you've made a lot of very pretty noises for me since then, haven't you?" Another jerky nod. He got another one of those noises with the slightest tightening of his grip as his twisted the circle of his hand around his tip - a choked-off whine slipping from his lips. 

He could tell that Regulus had closed his eyes when his body jolted slightly when Logan's moan echoed from the phone. The man was knelt on the bed still but now had his shoulders pressed to it too, the video clearly showing the motion of Leo's tongue fucking into him from behind as Logan panted helplessly into the sheets. 

Finn could feel the tremble run through Regulus' spine when the scene changed once again, Logan and Leo in the same position but Finn now knelt by Logan's face, knees spread wide so he could slip his cock between Logan's lips. His above angle meant that he could fuck his face with ease, the wet, gagging sounds carrying through the speakers clearly.

Under Finn's hold, Regulus was squirming again with a reinforced vigour, seeming to be stopping himself from pushing up into Finn's fist. His hands were tugging roughly at the sheets, the fabric wrapped in a white-knuckled grip, as he used it to keep sense of what was up and what was down. Small whines matched the rhythm of Finn's hand like clockwork; up, a shaky breath in, down, breath released in a whine and repeat. 

In all fairness, considering he wasn't sure he was going to last more than a minute once the video had started, they were about halfway through and Regulus was still going. Granted, his entire body was covered with a sheen of sweat and he'd leaked to the point there were slick sounds with every twist, audible even over the sound of Logan coming on the video, but he hadn't come yet. That was running out quickly though.

'' Can't . Can't anymore. Please, Sir.'' 

''You can come. You're allowed. Come whenever you like, honey. You're such a good boy for asking for permission.'' Finn adjusted his grip as he began getting to the edge so that his tip would slide between his forefinger and middle finger instead of his fingers being wrapped around the side of his shaft. The tightness and the brush of his knuckles against the painfully sensitive tip of his head had his legs writhing against the bed, his head dropped onto Finn's shoulder, panting heavily with choke-off groans and words in French that Finn had no hope of understanding.

''I-- ah !'' His hands shot from the sheets to Finn's thighs, gripping his muscle roughly as he finally let himself buck up into his fist, although his hips were moving without his permission. Finn slowed but didn't stop, constantly trailing his fingertips up and down his twitching length while the aftershocks rattled through his body. ''Too much,'' he mumbled when they became sharp twitches of his muscles from overstimulation. When Finn just continued his soft touches to his cock, Regulus whimpered, turning his head to look up at Finn. Finn looked straight back, his brow raised ever so slightly. 

You know what to say .

When Regulus stayed silent, Finn wrapped his fingers around his cock properly, jerking him slowly. He admired the sight as grey rolled back to white, his front teeth biting down into his lip harshly. ''Watch.'' 

Regulus instantly turned his head back to where Finn's other hand was still holding the phone in front of him, Logan now being fucked on his hands and knees from both ends - Leo with a death-grip on his hips and Finn's hands tangled in his hair to hold him steady as he fucked into his throat. Logan was taking it as he always did; beautifully. He rocked his hips backwards to meet Leo's while keeping his eyes looking up into Finn's, tears rolling slowly down his face as he moaned loudly around his cock.

''If it's ever too much, squeeze my knee.'' Finn had stopped the motion of his hand while he spoke. 

''Okay,'' he whispered, nodding fervently, waiting for the feeling of his hand running over him again. He mumbled out incoherent thanks when it did, his mind blurring at the edges and clouding his judgement of what thoughts did and didn't leave his mouth. His orgasm began building just as Leo, in the video, started getting louder as he got closer. Intent to come with him, Regulus let a dizzy smile spread across his face when he knew Leo was close, his own heat growing in his stomach. 

He felt his stomach begin tightening, just as his legs began twitching, his hands scrabbling to find purchase wherever he could. 

''Wha-- What? I'm sorry. I'm sorry.'' Finn hushed him quietly, kissing his temple. 

''It's alright, you're alright. I've got you.'' 

''Non, no. Didn't mean to. I didn't mean to.'' Finn urged him to tilt his head towards him, nodding at him to continue when he was looking up at him. ''Just needed to hold onto something, didn't mean to safeword,'' he explained frantically. When Finn still looked indecisive, Regulus whined, his cock aching and heavy against his stomach. Reaching down, he cupped Finn's hand that was wrapped, albeit loosely, around Regulus' cock, using his own hand to tighten Finn's grip, beginning to fuck up into his palm. Almost instantly, his symphony of whimpers began again. Seeing that he was fine, Finn took over again, jerking him quicker than he had before, making sure his knuckles rubbed against the sensitive parts of his cock everytime. ''Wanna cum with Leo.'' 

Glancing to his side, Finn clocked that Leo was close, his hand on the back of Logan's head, following the man's up and down movement naturally as his eyes fluttered between being open and rolling back. Now, in person Leo was close and Leo in the video was close. To be safe, Finn lined up his orgasm with both as best he could. The three orgasms hit one after the other: first Leo in the video then Regulus then Leo filled Logan's mouth seconds later.

''Too much. Yellow. Too much now.'' His voice was breathy with exhaustion, his entire body lax, his weight on Finn completely. Finn flicked off Regulus' phone, chucking it onto the bed next to him. He kept his cum-soaked hand on Regulus' thigh, his other wrapping around his waist as he nuzzled into his neck. 

When it sounded like he could finally breathe again, Finn pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. ''Good?'' 

''Great.'' Finn gave a little laugh, kissing Regulus again until he curled properly onto his side, snuggled completely on Finn's lap. Leo, seconds later, lightly grabbed Finn's hand, dabbing the cum off it with a damp cloth. 

''Thank you, baby.'' Looking down, Finn rubbed a thumb down Regulus' cheek. ''Hey now, what are you doing?'' 

''You haven't come.'' Before Finn could make an argument that he didn't need to come, Regulus kissed down Finn's stomach while he slid down to lie on his stomach between his legs. His cock audibly slapped against his stomach when Regulus tugged down the waistband enough to free it. Spitting messily into his palm, Regulus slicked up the length of him before latching his lips firmly around the head, beginning a smooth run of wet circles around his tip, using his hands to work the shaft. 

He worked Finn over lazily but he didn't seem to mind much if the way his hands gripped the pillows was anything to go by. It was mere minutes before he was filling Regulus' mouth with cum, choking out his own moans and grunts. 

''Oh fuck , can I take a picture of that?'' Regulus just nodded, keeping his mouth open, his tongue slightly stuck out and covered in Finn's cum. After a few shakily-snapped photos that Finn prayed resulted in at least one clear shot, he swallowed, humming teasingly at the taste, the motion making Finn roll his eyes at him softly. 

''Lolo.'' Logan looked up from where he was kissing hickies into Leo's chest with a smile. ''Come?''

''Daddy doesn't want me to until later.'' 

With a resolute nod, Regulus tugged Finn's waistband back up, wrapping his arms around Finn's hips and nuzzling his face into his thigh, closing his eyes when Finn's hand dipped to begin playing with his hair. 

 

 

Finn scrambled to grab onto whatever part of Regulus he could before he fell. 

''Jesus, baby, I almost dropped you.'' With Regulus' legs now looped firmly around his waist, Finn felt no way about sliding his hands down to cup his ass. 

''You ready to go?'' he grinned.

''I am,'' Finn couldn't help but grin back, ''are you?'' 

Regulus opened his mouth to reply but it dropped open instead, his eyes focused on something over Finn's shoulder. Following his line of sight, Finn let out a chuckle, setting Regulus down carefully. 

''What?'' Leo smiled. 

''What? He says,'' Regulus scoffed, pointedly looking Leo up and down. He was wearing what the boys called his 'daddy costume' - straight leg, black jeans that sat low on his hips, resting just below the tops of his hipbones, a thick black belt looped through. ''What's this?''

''This is what I usually wear in a proper scene; a hard one anyway. Lo chose it once and it sort of stuck.'' 

''It's sexy,'' Regulus mumbled, hooking his fingers over the buckle of his belt and pushing up onto his toes to brush their noses together. 

''Thank you, princess.'' Leo kissed his bruised forehead softly. 

''I'm gonna put a hat on to cover it.'' 

''I want you both to wrap up warm anyways. It'll be freezing outside.'' 

''We will, daddy.'' 

''Good boy, go say bye to Lolo, he looks sexy too.'' At the tease that Logan was dressed up as well, Regulus kissed him another few times, whispering a small 'see you later' before he slid around Leo to the bedroom doorway. Leo watched him leave because, well, with the jeans Regulus was wearing, anyone would . He then turned towards Finn, padding towards him with socked feet, and couldn't stop the small smile that spread across his lips. ''You look cute.'' 

''Merci,'' Finn drawled. ''You look hot. Angel's gonna be scrambling to do what you say.'' 

''If I'm doing my bit right, he should be doing that anyway,'' Leo joked, accepting the kisses Finn brushed to his lips. ''I'm not sure how long it's going to be so I'm gonna hang one of our ties on the door while we're doing the scene, if you get home and there's nothing, we're probably either in bed or in the bath, okay?'' 

Finn couldn't help but smile at how cautious he was being, as he was always, about keeping them away from anything they weren't comfortable with. ''You take such good care of us, you know that?'' Leo's grin was blinding, his arm wrapping around Finn's shoulders to pull him forwards, kissing his forehead and hugging him close. 

''I'm glad you think so.'' 

They walked hand-in-hand to find Regulus and Logan, the two of them in the hallway outside Leo's room, where Finn and Leo had set up the suspension equipment earlier in the day. The soft leather padding wrapping around Logan's wrists matched the sheer black stockings pulled up his legs. He had a zip jacket done up halfway, one of Finn's so it fell to his mid-thigh and hung off his shoulder. As warm as the house was, it was still a bit too cold for just the stockings - well, it would be until he was strung-up and producing his own heat for an entirely different reason; besides, Leo's room ran hotter than any of the others. 

Regulus' hands were under the jacket, resting against the dips of Logan's waist, still against the skin there as they chatted animatedly between themselves about the light show. Logan's eyes met Finn's a second later, then dropped to scan his outfit before turning to whisper something in Regulus' ear. It got a laugh and an agreement out of the other man as Logan slipped away to press up against Finn's front. 

''What'd you say, cheeky?'' 

Logan tilted his head, implying he had no idea what he was talking about and silenced further questioning with a kiss. ''You taste like honey,'' he mumbled, licking his lips. 

''Lip balm,'' Finn answered, dipping back down for another few kisses. ''Be good, okay? Do what daddy says.'' 

''Don't I always?'' Logan's smile was full of wit, making Finn smile to himself; he wondered how long that would last once the two of them started getting into their headspaces. ''Have fun tonight. Bring me back a cookie from one of the stalls?'' 

'''Course, baby. It'll be a reward if daddy says you've behaved yourself.'' 

''Cookie bribery? Playing dirty.'' 

''You've never minded that before,'' Finn smirked, chuckling when Logan bit his lip playfully.

Leo spoke then, his voice firm in a way that had even Finn's stomach dipping with arousal. ''Alright, angel. You ready to get started? The boys are gonna be late otherwise.'' 

With a nod, Logan pressed a sweet kiss to Finn's lips and padded over to stand in front of Leo, his hands held behind his back as he waited for instruction. ''I want you in position on the floor, keep your jacket on for now, there's a pillow already there for your knees. Don't touch anything, eyes on the ground the whole time. Colour.'' 

''Green.'' 

''Good boy,'' Leo kissed his forehead, stroking his thumb along his cheek for a second before letting him go. On his way into Leo's bedroom, Logan tilted his cheek to accept the kiss Regulus brushed there. 

''Bye, baby.'' 

''Bye, Regie. Love you both.''

''Love you too.'' 

''Love you,'' Finn called after him, smiling at the excited blush along the back of Logan's neck. Once he saw Logan sink to his knees on the pillow, shuffling a bit until he was comfortable and properly situated with his hands latched behind his back, Leo walked to be in front of them, kissing their foreheads once each and ordering them both to stay safe and drive carefully with the darkness and frost on the road. When they'd both agreed, Leo slipped silently into his room, shutting the door most of the way over once he'd slung a tie on the knob, turning to face the room with a wink. 

 

Regulus blushed as Finn opened his door for him, waiting until he was in the car before he closed it with a chivalrous bow. Never in his life had Regulus ever been so grateful for automatic cars, considering they meant that Finn could keep his hand on his thigh the entire way there. 

''Hey, what'd Lo say to you?'' Finn asked, tracing his hand slightly higher up Regulus' leg. 

With a soft chuckle, Regulus looked over at him. ''He told me to not let anyone flirt with our man.'' 

Finn's face scrunched cutely. ''Really? I'm dressed like I'm about to go trekking through the Arctic. 'M not exactly turning heads.'' 

''You're either forgetting you're literally Finn O'Hara or you're blind to what your whole fucking face looks like.'' There was the soft sound of a shy laugh before his lips were being pressed against his cheek. ''You're gorgeous, babe.'' 

''Thank you, sweetheart,'' Finn said softly. Regulus caught his lips turn into a bashful upside down smile out the corner of his eye, his head giving a little, happy shake as he drove.

They pulled up to the display just after five, the crowd already grown and thriving as people bundled up in winter clothes flitted between brightly-lit stalls. Finn's eyes traced the huge looming light displays, his hand completely pausing on its way to wrap his scarf around his neck when he spotted the giant Christmas tree decorated in the centre of the square, even when it wasn't lit yet. 

With a chuckle, Regulus reached out to sort his scarf, holding onto the tail ends to keep himself steady as he pushed up onto his toes to kiss his already red nose. ''You like?'' 

''I love , baby. Look at the penguin,'' he replied happily, gesturing over to the fifteen foot glowing penguin behind a decoration stall. 

Finn linked their fingers together, his heart jumping when Regulus' other hand came to wrap around his bicep, the two beginning to wind through the stalls. 

~~~~~~~~~~WARNING BEGINS HERE~~~~~~~~~~

 

Leaning back against the drawers, just to Logan's side, Leo folded his arms across his chest purely so he wouldn't reach down and touch himself. Even like this, jacket half-hanging off his shoulders, hair mussed and falling down in front of his face slightly, the sight of him sitting so still and so quietly on his knees, trying his hardest to please Leo, had him aching in his jeans.

''In a minute, I'm going to get you settled and you're going to tell me honestly how it feels.'' Logan said nothing - he hadn't been asked anything yet. ''Do you want me to warn you what's coming?'' 

''No, daddy. Just tell me whether it's good or bad, please?'' 

Leo nodded even though Logan couldn't see him then continued, not bothering to answer his question; Logan knew if he asked for a scene to go a specific way, it would. ''Do you want to come?'' 

''It's not up to me.'' 

Rolling out the tension lingering in his neck, Leo smiled to himself, heading over to crouch in front of Logan. He just observed him for a long, silent minute, watching the flush rise up his neck and his hands wring behind his back as he tried desperately not to squirm. Reaching forwards, he grabbed the fabric of the jacket near the zip to hold it steady, drawing the zipper down slowly. ''Sit still.'' Logan's slight wriggling instantly stopped, a soft noise coming from his throat. He teased himself, letting the jacket fall open to reveal more and more of Logan's body. He was already some of the way hard, sitting in his position and knowing kind of what was coming pretty much giving him little choice. ''You're so pretty,'' he mused, stroking the backs of his knuckles down Logan's chest to his abdomen, stopping before he reached his cock. 

''Thank you,'' Logan whispered. 

Now he was mostly hard. Leo only had one last part of their little routine before they got started. ''Are you my good boy today? Or are you daddy's brat?'' 

''Good boy,'' Logan replied instantly, ''I'm a good boy.'' 

''Okay, sweet thing.'' Leo kissed his hair, running his hand through it, lightly scratching his fingers across his scalp before dipping his hand to cup the exposed back of Logan's neck. He squeezed his palm around it, none too gently either, Logan's responding groan making his cock throb again. With another light peck to his hair, Leo held his hands out in front of him, in Logan's eyeline, for him to take.

They rose together, Logan looking up at Leo silently, waiting for instruction. His hand cupped Logan's cheek, drawing him close into his chest for a kiss. Logan himself cuddled closer, bringing his hands up to rest his jacket-covered palms on his chest. He stayed flat on his feet though, wanting to be dwarfed by him as much as possible even while Leo dipped down to lick past his lips. Logan let him do as he pleased, remaining pliant in Leo's arms, doing little more than giving his tongue a few soft brushes of his own while he explored his mouth. 

When he pulled away, Logan was panting harshly, leaning to rest his forehead against Leo's chest. 

''You're responsive today,'' Leo mumbled, trailing his fingertips up Logan's spine under his jacket and chuckling when a full-body shiver ran through him. 

'''M really excited.'' Noting the jitters in Logan's hands, Leo removed his hands from his bare skin, instead resting them over his jacket and rubbing his back in circles. 

''Calm down for me, darlin'. Match my breathing.'' Logan instantly shifted to press his cheek against Leo's chest, reaching up to lightly drape his arms over his shoulders. ''There you go,'' he praised when he felt Logan slowly calm in his arms. ''You ready?'' he asked once Logan was completely settled against him. 

''Mhm, can I have the blindfold on once I'm up? Wanna see you for a bit longer.'' 

''We can scrap the blindfold if you want to, lovely. You don't have to.'' Leo kept up the circles he was rubbing between his shoulder blades. 

''No, I want it. Just not quite yet?'' After reassuring him that that was perfectly fine, Leo slid the jacket off his arms, throwing it onto the bed next to them. Leo indulged himself for a moment, grazing his fingers down Logan's back and down to cup the swell of his ass, squeezing it in his hands as the man gasped wetly against his chest. 

''C'mon, on your tippy-toes for me,'' Leo ordered when he walked Logan backwards towards the frame set up in the centre of the room. 

''You got the height perfect,'' Logan commented while Leo worked on wrapping the leather cuffs attached to the top of the frame over the padding on his wrists. 

''We know how tall our boy is.'' Was all Leo said in response, glancing down briefly at Logan when he heard him let out a happy hum. They'd intentionally kept it so Logan could balance some of his weight on his toes if he wanted to, knowing his body might not necessarily agree with the unfamiliar strain it was being put under. At the same time, if he wanted to just settle suspended from his wrists, he could do that too. They really did get the perfect height, Leo mused, proud of himself and Finn for the work they'd done. ''How does that feel?'' 

He took the slightest step back so he could properly look at Logan's face while he answered. ''It feels,'' he paused to swallow, ''it feels really good. I like it a lot,'' he whispered. 

''Good,'' Leo mumbled, taking another few steps back so he could take the sight in. He made sure to give an audible approving hum, Logan's legs shuffling at it, as he walked back further until his back hit the wall opposite Logan. Resting his weight there, he brought a hand down to the front of his jeans, scanning his eyes over every stretched-out inch of him as he palmed himself through them. Logan whimpered, a dark blush high on his cheeks, his hands gripping onto the leather strap holding him to the bar above just for something to hold onto. His cock hung heavy between his legs, the tip visibly wet even in the dimly lit room. 

When he'd gotten his fill of looking at him, for now, Leo approached him once again, snagging the blindfold off the bed on his way. Even pushed up onto his toes, Logan only reached to about Finn's height, leaving him only at eye level with Leo's mouth. ''Green,'' Logan said before Leo could even ask, a vague smile stretching across Leo's face at his eagerness. He slipped it over his eyes a second later, Logan shaking his head when Leo asked if he could see anything. 

''I'm going to tell you all of the toys I have here. You're going to stay silent unless you don't want to use one or you think it will push your limits. From here on you do not question me unless it's a limit. You only make sounds or beg unless you want to colour. Do you understand?'' 

''Yes, daddy.'' Leo took perhaps a little too much pleasure in watching a bead of precum slide down the side of Logan's tip, his cock already darkening to give a slight pink hue as the blood built up quickly.

''This is the only time you'll be asked this. Do you have any questions?'' 

''You said I can beg. For what?'' 

''Whatever you want to beg for. For more, to cum, for pain, for pleasure. Anything you want, you can beg for. Just don't think it means you'll get it.'' Logan nodded his head and said nothing more so Leo began.  

''Vibes.'' Nothing. ''Paddle.'' Nothing. ''Floggers.'' Nothing. ''Clamps.'' Nothing. ''Belt.'' 

''Limit.'' 

''Carry on.'' 

''Not a total red but only a few of them, please?'' 

''Alright, love. Only a few.'' The reassurance loosened the muscles that had tightened in Logan's abdomen, his head moving in a light nod. ''Plug.'' He saw Logan pause for a second but he didn't say anything. When Leo moved again, his bare foot scuffing against the carpet, Logan spoke. 

''Yellow?'' 

''Yeah, angel?'' Leo quickly closed the gap between them, laying a hand gently on his waist. 

''What's the plug for? We didn't mention the plug before. I'm happy to use it, I just wanna know for that one. Please?'' 

''I was going to use the plug to keep you ready while we play.'' Leo leaned forward to press his forehead against Logan's. ''Giving you pleasure and giving you pain makes me really fucking hard. So if I want to stop and fuck you for a while, I will.'' 

Logan nodded once again, swallowing heavily. 

''Colour.'' 

''So green.'' 

Leo stepped away then, moving to grab the bottle of lube, also on his bed, and the plug. He walked quietly now, keeping his footfalls silent on the plush of the carpet. Logan only knew he was near him when he heard the pop of the bottle behind him and Leo settle a hand on his hip a moment later. He pressed up close to his back, kissing along the back of his neck and ear, not giving any forewarning before he slipped a lubed finger to rub along his hole. Catching the movement of his jaw, Leo chastised him a he slid a finger inside him, burying it to the hilt then whispering into his ear. 

''You've used up your one free pass. Hide you moans from me again, I'll make you scream. Is that clear?'' 

''Yes, daddy, 'm sorry.'' 

Leo added another finger, just on the good side of too soon so the burn ran down Logan's legs in pleasurable tendrils. His moan echoed in the silence of the room, the leather binds scuffing together as he twisted his wrists desperately. 

''Daddy, please. Please.'' 

''Begging already ? Darlin', we've only just started,'' Leo's tone lilted condescendingly, embarrassment flooding through Logan and making his toes curl. ''So greedy, angel. Too greedy not to just be happy with what you're given? That's not a very good example of being a good boy, is it?'' 

''I'm sorry, I'm sorry - I'm a good boy.'' Logan choked out a moan, his eyes fluttering as his head tipped back. ''I'm a good boy,'' he repeated, quieter this time but still firm. 

''You're a whore is what you are. Less than two minutes and you're already ready to take three fingers.'' 

''Yes, yes, I'm a whore, I'm daddy's whore. Please, can I have your fingers?'' 

''No.'' Leo slipped his fingers out, lubing up the plug and ignoring Logan's startled pleas and begs. He slid the plug in with little fanfare, pressing it in until it sat snug inside him, the pink gem on the end glinting in the low light. Walking silently back around to his front, where Logan was still begging him, although he'd stopped saying specifically what he was begging for. Swiping his thumb along the dribble of precum on his tip, Leo sucked it audibly into his mouth. ''Drippy little slut,'' he said nonchalantly. Stood again in front of the bed, Leo hummed, surveying his options. Clicking his tongue while he thought, he made sure Logan could hear him sliding the toy off the bedsheet, making his footfalls louder now as he approached him. ''Pain.'' He swung the flogger with a snap of his wrist, the long, leather strands striking straight across his torso.

The loud, ragged gasp Logan let out had Leo's other hand pressing roughly against the front of his jeans without his permission. 

''Pain.'' The next went across the front of his thighs, Logan's legs giving out underneath him at the feeling, his entire weight being put on his wrists for the first time. Leo paused a moment, scanning his body language and face for any bad signs. When there was nothing but a lax-jawed whimper, Leo prowled around him, letting his foot scuff just slightly so Logan knew he was moving, but not quite loud enough to tell him where he was going. ''Pain.'' The strike across his ass and the backs of his thighs had Logan jolting forwards, the metal of the frame rattling slightly. Settling his thumb on the gem of the plug, he pressed inwards before the sting of the flogger faded, the pleasure pressing inside and on his rim. 

'' Oh god ! Yes!'' Walking quickly but quietly back to the bed, he grabbed the bullet vibe, putting the flogger back down onto the bed. Hovering in front of Logan, he watched as he listened intently for any hint of noise to show where he was. He leaned in, holding his breath until their noses were almost brushing. Logan clocked him then, or he thought he did, whether it was his body heat or just his body's awareness of its surroundings, he thought something was there, but Leo could see him second guess his body's instincts. 

''Pleasure,'' he whispered, pressing the vibe to his nipple and flicking it on all in one movement. Logan's back arched to push his chest towards the pleasure, the movement making his cock brush the rough fabric of Leo's jeans. The double unexpected pleasure made Logan whine, his brows drawing in the centre as his mouth dropped. 

''That feels so good. Oh, yes, that feels good.'' 

''What do whores say when they get given pleasure?'' 

''Thank you! Thank you, daddy. I need it, I need it so badly.'' 

Leo had to swallow before he could talk again. ''Yeah?'' His sickly sweet tone was back, Logan whimpering in response. ''Daddy makes you feel good, doesn't he?'' There were two frantic hums in response as Leo began a slow, teasing trail down the central line of his abs with the vibrator. Instead of stopping before he reached his cock like Logan expected, Leo ran it around the base of his cock, watching it throb with a smile, and down to his balls, pressing it against them. ''So full,'' he whispered, Logan nodding in a frenzy, his hips rocking in small little humps onto the vibe. 

Leo frowned. In a moment, his hand replaced the vibe on his balls, his fingers looped around them in a hold tight enough to make his breath catch in his throat. Lifting his other hand, vibe still clutched in it, albeit turned off now, he gripped either side of Logan's chin, holding him still as he leaned to brush his lips against his cheek. ''You get what I choose to give you.'' Logan nodded as best he could with the tight hold he was in. 

''I'm sorry. I'll behave, I'll keep still.''

''Say it.''

''I get what you give me. I get what you give me,'' Logan rushed out, Leo's close proximity meaning the next drops of precum ended up as streaks across Leo's stomach. 

''Baby, you're making a mess.'' Leo removed his hand from Logan's face, running the vibrator through the mess on his skin and dragging it, still turned off, against Logan's tip for good measure. ''Open.'' Logan's lips parted in a second. Slipping the vibe in, Leo praised him when he kept his mouth steady where it was. ''Clean up your mess.'' 

He couldn't stop the groan that escaped him when Logan instantly began lapping his tongue against the metallic surface, sucking enthusiastically. ''God, you're pretty.'' Logan moaned around the vibe, the sound making Leo slip it from between his lips, replacing it with his own. While Logan was distracted, Leo wrapped his hand around his waist and traced his spine down to near the plug. Pressing the vibe to the base of the plug, he switched it on a second later, the vibrations travelling easily through the toy. His other hand began moving against his balls, massaging them pleasurably this time. 

''I might come. I'm sorry,'' Logan panted against his lips. 

''It's okay. You don't need to be sorry.'' Leo stepped back. '''Cause you aren't coming yet.'' He hummed to himself as he padded back over to the bed, Logan's breathless protests sending pleasure running down his spine. Popping open the button on his jeans after unbuckling his belt, he slipped his hand down to himself, giving his cock a few slow tugs to relieve some of the ache. Glancing over at Logan, Leo debated with himself for a moment then decided that he absolutely wanted to run with the idea in his head. He properly unzipped his jeans, pulling the opposite sides of his fly apart and out the way so he could properly stroke his cock. 

If he was looking at anything else, he'd be embarrassed at how quickly he came. (Although he was kind of proud he managed not to make a sound). Logan was squirming constantly, shifting his weight on his toes, the silence confusing him and making him get that anxious-excited feeling in the pit of his stomach. 

Palm covered in cum, Leo walked over to him, leaning in and kissing him softly, startling him slightly before he kissed back. Keeping his lips brushing against Logan's soft ones - honestly, unfairly soft - Leo kept his voice low and quiet. 

''I have a handful of my cum and I really want to cover your face in it.'' His voice shook as he said it, arousal dipping deep into his balls, his cock already giving a valiant twitch. 

''I'm close,'' was Logan's breathy reply. ''I'm really fucking close.'' Leo was suddenly glad for the blindfold, his brows shooting up without his permission. Well then. Taking that as more than permission, Leo rubbed his palm over Logan's lips and chin, down his neck and onto his chest. Without hesitation, Logan's tongue darted out to lick across his lips, a shaking moan leaving them at the taste. ''Daddy can I please come? Please let me come. Please. Please. Please. I'm begging you. I need it, I need it. It's right there. It's there , don't even have to touch me, just say I can. Can come without you touching me. Just need permission, just need you to let me.'' Logan's breaths were pants, his cock twitching as it leaked constantly. 

''If I let you come, you don't get time to rest because you're sensitive.'' 

''That's okay. Don't need it. Can take what you give me. Take anything daddy wants to give me.''

Leo forced his voice to be as nonchalant as he could possibly make it. ''Cum then.'' Logan's hips bucked forwards into nothing, one, two, three times before he came with a strangled shout, his head completely falling back. 

Oh my god , Leo mouthed to himself, not daring to blink in case he missed anything . 

''Shh, shh. You're alright. I've got you, sweet boy.'' Leo pet down his twitching sides as he slowly came back down to earth, his cock barely softening even with the cum streaked all over his abdomen. Foresight was also apparently not Leo's forte today considering the cum now painting the carpet too. 

Oh well, it had happened before, getting cum stains out of things was a speciality at this point.

Despite what he'd said, Leo took his time walking back to the bed, grabbing the paddle in one hand and the wand in the other and just watching Logan's breathing begin to even out before he began to walk back over. 

''My little baby,'' he mumbled, kissing softly along Logan's shoulder. ''Such a good boy. You're doing so well, I'm so proud of you.'' 

''Thank you, daddy,'' Logan mumbled back quietly, taking deep breaths still. ''I love you.'' 

''I love you , darlin'.'' He kissed his forehead gently, a few little pecks pressed against his skin. 

'''M ready,'' he mumbled then, giggling softly at the tickly feeling of his kisses. 

Flicking on the wand, he let the noise fill the room before he leaned in to whisper to him. ''Pleasure.'' 

Considering how recently he came, his whole body was basically an erogenous zone, meaning that when Leo brushed the vibe down the side of his neck, his reaction was gorgeous .

He continued like that for a while, running the vibe over his body, prowling around him and dragging it along his skin whenever he felt like it. It worked like a charm at slowly riling Logan back up, the vibrations spreading through his skin going straight to his cock. 

''Pain.'' He thundered the paddle down on his ass, hard even on Leo's scale. Logan screamed so loudly that Leo dropped both to the floor, coming around to his front and pulling the blindfold up. 

''What? Why'd you stop? Why'd you stop? I didn't colour out.'' 

''What is your colour?'' Leo kept a hold on Logan's face to make him look at him.

"Green. I didn't colour out," Logan repeated, squinting up at Leo even in the lowlight. "Why did you stop," he whimpered.

"You screamed really loud, honey."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll be quieter. Didn't mean to." Seeing Logan slowly get riled up, his hands twisting against his cuffs, Leo shushed him gently.

"No, baby, you did nothing wrong. Daddy's sorry. I got worried, you're okay. You've been nothing but perfect for me." When Logan nodded, pressing up for a kiss that Leo gladly reciprocated. "That hard is okay?"

"It was perfect, daddy." Logan looked back up at him earnestly. "Promise it was perfect."

"Alright," Leo said, kissing his forehead once he'd shuffled the blindfold back into place. "Alright," he whispered again. Partly to recompose himself and partly to settle Logan's light squirms, Leo tilted his chin up so he could press deep kisses to his lips. He kissed him languidly, running his hands across Logan's body, thumbing over his nipples to hear him whine. His hands reached up to dance across the muscle of Logan's stretched arms.

Breaking off the kiss to let Logan get a few gasping lungfuls of breath, Leo bit roughly into his bicep, a shuddering moan echoing around the room as he worked a dark, ruthless hickey into the muscled skin. While he made another matching one one Logan's other arm, Leo reached down to wrap a hand around Logan's leaking cock, jerking him loosely in his fist.

"Oh shit, oh god." All in one movement, Leo stepped away, padding behind him to pick up the wand and the paddle once more. He stopped as his eyes caught the already deep rectangular mark of the paddle colouring his skin. Guilt dropped in his chest when his cock pulsed needily where it was back in the confines of his jeans. Taking a breath for himself, he swallowed but his next whisper came out raspy and hoarse.

"Pain." He brought the paddle down again on his other cheek, the smack as resounding as the last. The next whisper brought a stinging pain against the back of Logan's thighs, the next arching over the swell of his ass. Walking around to Logan's front, Leo's brows were tempted to raise once more.

"Naughty. Coming without asking."

"I didn't. Didn't come." With another look at the cum streaking down his cock and landing on the floor, Leo tutted softly, loud enough for Logan to hear it. He stopped in front of him, lifting the blindfold just so he knew Logan could see down.

"See for yourself." He watched the moment Logan realised he had, his body freezing its now constant writhing.

"I'm sorry. Didn't realise. 'M sorry, daddy."

Didn't realise . Leo let that sink in for a moment, a swell of pride so large it could only be cockiness rising in his chest. He shifted the covering back into place over his eyes, kissing the tip of his nose.

"Such a good boy."

"Wha- I'm not. Came without permission."

"No, baby," Leo said, forming his lips into a degrading pout that showed through in his voice. "You came because you were such a cloudy little sub that your body overrode your brain. Submitted to me so well that your body couldn't help but follow."

Logan visibly thought about it, nodding softly after  few moments. "'M a good sub," he mumbled to himself.

"You are, little angel. My perfect sub." Logan grinned dopily, humming, pleased with the assessment. 

While he was distracted with that, Leo replaced the paddle for something else, keeping the wand in hand.

"Can you guess what's coming next?" he asked.

"P--urm. Pleasure?"

"Incorrect," Leo mumbled, latching the clamp onto one nipple then moving to attach the other before Logan had even got his gasp out.

He stuttered through his moans, his body twisting both towards and away from the ongoing sensation.

"Thank you, fuck, thank you." The sight of him writhing in pain and thanking him for it had Leo flicking the wand on again, pressing it to the front of his own jeans while he watched Logan try and figure out where it would be touching him. Following whatever his mind came up with, Leo traced the inside of Logan's thighs with it, trailing it up and up and up until he could run it along his cock with the barest touch, the vibrations only just close enough to touch his cock lightly.

Watching Logan like that was sending Leo fucking careening deeper into his own head space, down into the more sadistic parts of himself that he didn't feel the need to indulge all too often. He did now though. So he turned the wand up to one hundred and trapped the tip of Logan's cock between the wand and his own stomach.

"We've already said that you get what I give you. That also means that you stay there and take what I give you."

"It--" Logan cut himself off with a ragged groan, his head dropped forwards as his body bowed. All his weight was hanging on his wrists now, his legs in no state to support any of his body. "It's too much."

"Is it really?" Logan gave a weak nod, moaning slipping past his lips. "Then colour out." Logan's mouth closed, stopping all sounds coming from him apart from the whimpers in the back of his throat. "No?" Logan shook his head again. "You don't want to colour out?" He knew he was being an asshole, the sickly sweet tone to his voice making Logan's stomach dip with arousal. "Why do you think that is? Is it because you want it? Because you need it?" Logan nodded his head weakly. "Yeah? Does daddy's slut want to be made to take it until he comes?" Before Logan could nod again, Leo spoke. " Words ."

"Yes, daddy I want that. Want you to make me take it. Want it to hurt."

"Very good, angel. Come whenever you like, I'm not going anywhere." And he didn't. He kept the wand pressed directly to Logan's exposed, wet tip until he was juddering and making little noise other than ragged panting as he painted his stomach and chest. Even his chin. Leo removed the wand when he saw spit run down the corner of Logan's mouth, his lips parted as he hung from his hands.

"Clamps," he mumbled.

"You want them off?" There was the barest of hums.

"Pull them off."

"No," Leo said instantly, reaching to take them off the proper way. There was a chain attaching the two metal clips that they'd used before to remove them in one rough tug. Considering Leo was pretty damn sure that Logan would fall to pieces if he did that, he refused. He cupped the palm of his hand over his one freed nipple, not touching, just letting the warmth of his hands soothe the sting slightly.

"No," Logan whined, kicking his leg out groggily. "Pull. Pull."

"No." Leo said again, firmer now as he reached for the next one.

"Dadd--"

"Who is in charge, Logan."

Logan closed his mouth straight away, pausing before mumbling a soft 'you'.

"That's right." Leo eased the next one off as he continued. "That means that if I say no, the final answer is no . Give me lip again and I'll make myself come for the rest of the scene. I could get a few orgasms by looking at you like this. You know I could."

The incentive had Logan nodded with as much vigour as his exhausted body could muster.

"I understand. I'll be good."

There were a few minutes of silence while Leo watched Logan's reaction to simple things to decide what he could take and what he couldn't. He'd blown a soft brush of air across his stomach and his leg had jerked violently. Grazed a finger across his cheek and his body had arched. Trailed his lips along his back and his hips had bucked forwards.

He'd been battling within himself. Both of their bodies were pleading with Leo to fuck him. But he knew it'd be a lot. It would push Logan's tolerance for overstimulation more than they usually did. Then again, Logan had caught him in the kitchen before their scene and told him he wanted hard to mean hard . 'Brainless by the end' was what he'd said. With that echoing in his head, Leo made his decision. He knew how to make Logan properly brainless. Then he'd fuck him and they'd be done. Then he could take his boy and wrap him in cotton wool and smother him in love and cuddles.

He walked forwards, empty-handed for the first time in a while. Reaching up, he hovered his palm just below Logan's lips, bumping his chin so he knew it was there.

"Spit." Logan did. Leo wiped it unceremoniously across Logan's chest. "Again." Logan did with a whimper as the next was smeared across his neck. "Again."

"C-can't," Logan mumbled, his mouth feeling like it was full of cotton wool.

"Open your mouth." His jaw dropped instantly. His hips pushed forwards when Leo spit into his mouth. Logan waited for further instruction, keeping it in his mouth. "You can choose this time. Either swallow or," Leo's voice dropped, "tilt your head down and make yourself messy." Leo waited for his choice as he watched a tear roll down Logan's cheek, embarrassment colouring every part of him.

If he wanted to colour out, he'll swallow and red , Leo reassured himself, stopping, only barely, from reaching out and ending the scene. He watched with bated breath as Logan tilted his head down and spat, the fluid running down his chest and stomach, leaving a wet trail in its path. He whimpered as he felt it run down, the humiliation of doing this to himself making his heart thud. 

"Daddy?"

His ruined voice had pleasure rolling through Leo's legs (that the other man refused to acknowledge in the slightest).

"Yeah, darlin'?"

"The--" Logan moaned with gritted teeth, "the plug's on my prostate. Gonna make me come." Leo walked around to Logan's back, pulling his cheeks apart with his hands to watch his rim clench around the plug desperately.

Gripping it with his fingertips, Leo slowly fucked it against him, pushing it in deep then leaving it where it was, over and over again. When Logan's moans began getting louder and whinier, Leo hooked his fingers firmly around the base and pulled.

"Let it go." Logan was clenching around it, stumbling out questions about why he was taking it out. "Now." With a disappointed whimper, Logan relaxed, letting Leo slid it out from inside him and dropping it to the floor.

Leo moved into a crouch, Logan's fluttering rim on show for him and making him have to swallow a groan. Wrapping his hands around the front of Logan's thighs to hold him steady, Leo lapped along his loose entrance, sucking and running his teeth over it as Logan's legs trembled violently in his hold. As Logan pushed his hips back desperately into his face, Leo ran his tongue in circles around his hole, never quite slipping inside.

When his hips twitched aggressively again, Leo removed his mouth, sliding over to the deep, bruise-red skin and biting roughly. Logan's answering shriek had his eyes fluttering as he struggled to compose himself.

"Try and take more than I give you again, you get no more."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm such a whore, daddy. Didn't mean to." Leo scrambled to get his jeans undone, yanking them down his legs into a pile on the floor. Grabbing the lube he'd left behind Logan, Leo poured a generous (probably too much) amount on his cock, stroking himself quickly, slick wet sounds echoing in the room. "Are you gonna fuck me? Please fuck your slut, please fuck me."

Leo pressed close up against Logan's back, resting his cock against his hole. "Do you feel how hard I am?" Logan with fervour. "Mhm? This is all from watching you be daddy's needy little pain slut. And I, my dirty angel, am going to fuck you until you can't think about anything else other than how well your daddy uses you." Logan was mumbling out pleas now, nearly incoherently. "Whose are you?"

"Yours, daddy. All yours. Always yours." Leo eased himself inside, his eyes rolling back at the feeling.

" Fuck ," he groaned, sinking in until he bottomed out. "Do you have any idea how much thousands of people would give to have you like this? To be inside you? And here I am with you begging me for it."

"Don't want them. Just you. Only daddy's cock." Leo couldn't stay still any longer, easing his hips out and feeling little resistance. He slammed back inside of him the frame rocking with the force of it as Leo held tight to Logan's hips, pulling him back into him as he pushes forwards.

"Damn fucking right. Only my cock. My cock for my hole."

Logan was bleating out little sounds with every thrust, his limp body rocking with them.

"Daddy's hole. Daddy's boy. All for you. Your cocksleeve," he mumbled, his rim fluttering around Leo.

Leo moaned loudly into the crook of Logan's neck. "Yeah, baby, daddy's cocksleeve. Just my pathetic toy, coming all over himself just from my cock." 

"Blindfold off. Please?" Leo reached up to grab the top of the fabric tugging it off his head an chucking it aside. Logan shuffled as he looked down at himself, whining when he saw a steady stream of cum leaking from him. He didn't know how he had anything left inside him, the rough jabs to his prostate were milking him dry. It wouldn't stop, the stream just kept going and going, dripping down his stockings, landing on the carpet, on the tops of his covered feet.

He was outwardly sobbing now, tears streaming down his face as he sniffed, breathing in stuttering breaths.

"Colour, Logan."

"Vert. Vert. Please don't stop. Ple-please don't stop."

"I won't. God, promise I won't." Leo rested his forehead on the back of Logan's head, pounding his hips into him still. "You're gonna make me fucking come, angel."

"Yes!" Logan sobbed. "Please come. Need your cum, please let me make you come." Leo forced open an eye, looking down Logan's front to see that his cock had stopped leaking. Reaching a hand down and around his waist, he began jerking his cock quickly, the slick of cum helping his hand glide without resistance. Leo grunted when Logan clamped down on him. "Nothing. Got nothing left."

"I know, baby, I know. You're gonna come dry for me."

"Okay," Logan mumbled, his face scrunching as his body was wracked with sensations his brain didn't know what to do with anymore. "'M a good boy. 'M good boy. Good boy." His mumbles went almost entirely nonsensical then, little whines and whimpers slipping out amongst garbled sounds.

"You're such a good boy. Best sub I could ask for, you know that? Love you so much, baby. I've got you. Always got you." Leo's breath was choked off as his abdomen clenched. "I'm really fucking close. Want you to come for me."

Logan writhed against him. "Don't know if I can."

"Yes you can. I know you can. And you will, you know why?" Logan shook his head. "Because daddy's telling you to. Come , Logan. Do as you're told and come." For the first time since they'd began, Logan went completely silent and completely still as every muscle in his body locked up tight. Then relaxed. He damn near screamed as he trembled so violently that the frame still shook even as Leo buried himself deep and came, biting into Logan's shoulder. Leo's whole body was trembling even after he'd filled him, his eyes rolling back with every aftershock that ran through him.

 

~~~~~~~~~~WARNING ENDS HERE~~~~~~~~~~

 

When he could keep himself up properly, he slid out of Logan, apologising softly when he whimpered at the feeling. Blindly patting aroud the doorknob, he flung the tie into the room. Coming around to his front, Leo reached up to unbuckle his wrists with one hand, wrapping his other around his waist to take most of his weight. Logan made a soft noise when his arms were free.

"Bring your arms down slowly, love." Logan was still taking ragged breaths, sniffling as he tried to not cry more than he already had. When Logan had eased his arms down to rest at his side, Leo dipped down to hook his arm under Logan's knees, carefully lifting him against his chest and walking through to the bathroom connected to his room - the only other bath in the house in there.

Soft towel already set on the sink's counter, Leo set Logan there gently, apologising again when tears slid down his face at the pain of his bruised skin, making sure he was okay holding himself up in a sitting position for thirty seconds. After making Leo promise he won't be long, Logan nodded, closing his eyes again and leaning back against the mirror.

Leo had the bath filling quickly, a gentle bubble bath running through it. Filling up the sink with lukewarm water, he dipped a cloth into it, cleaning the cum and spit from Logan's torso and neck. He got another to dab at the tears on his face, humming softly all the while.

"Sweetheart, can you open your eyes for me, please?" Logan blinked them open a moment later, the bright green of his eyes made starker by the red rims. "Overwhelmed?" he asked softly, rubbing away a fresh tear. Logan nodded silently, sniffling.

"Was really good," he mumbled, smiling shyly back at Leo when the man grinned.

"Ready to get in?"

"Gonna carry me?"

"If you can walk by yourself already, I'll be insulted." Logan laughed softly, holding his stiff arms out to him. Leo lifted him easily, stepping carefully into the bath and settling back with Logan lying with his chest pressed to his. He hissed slightly at the warm water on his bruised skin but settled quickly, nosing against Leo's neck.

They sat like that for a long while, until they heard the front door close.

"They're home," Leo whispered to Logan, half-asleep on his chest. Logan stayed silent but Leo felt his heart thundering against his ribs. "What's up?" he asked, baffled at why he was silently freaking out.

"Don't wanna scare him."

"Quoi? Qui?"

"Regie."

"Baby," Leo shuffled, stopping Logan when he tried to hide in his chest, "look at me. Why would you scare him?"

Logan swallowed. "It's-- seeing me like this." When Leo still looked confused, he teared up, not wanting to have to explain. He just wanted to stay snuggled up and feel all the good feelings running through him.

"I'm sorry, angel. I don't understand. Just try and explain as best you can, okay?" Logan sniffed, nodding.

"He was mentally abused." There was really no putting that lightly. They all knew he was, they'd just never said it aloud. Logan swallowed around his guilt when Leo flinched lightly. "He'll know that you can do," he vaguely gestured to himself, " this to him too. Have this kind of control over his head. That's scary anyway. I just--I don't want to scare him." Leo shushed him, rocking him softly as he cried.

"You won't, you won't, sweetheart. If he's worried, we'll talk it through, until then, I don't want you panicking, alright?" The firmness of his tone, thankfully, had Logan relaxing against him, finally taking a full breath. "You're my priority right now. How are you feeling? Physically and up here," he asked, kissing Logan's temple.

"My shoulders hurt a bit. My wrists are a bit achy. The paddle marks don't hurt as much as I thought they were going to. Yet. Probably will later," Leo chuckled at that. "My head... I don't know. 'M just very in love with you at the moment." The belly-laugh that got out of Leo sent Logan laughing too.

"Good. I love you too, so much," he whispered, leaning down to kiss Logan deeply. When he moved to pull back, Logan pushed back up, Leo caving instantly and reciprocating. They kissed until their water cooled, Leo gently washing them both down with soft hands. They actually got out when they heard the shower turn off, Leo getting out first and slinging a towel around his waist before holding one out for Logan and bundling him up in it.

"I can feel my legs again," Logan mumbled, testing his weight on his legs.

"I'm still gonna carry you," Leo shrugged, grabbing his hips and lifting him to wrap his legs around his waist. Logan laughed lightly, wrapping his arms round Leo's neck and letting him take him back into the bedroom. Laying him gently on the bed, he put a lightweight soothing cream on the slight marks from the flogger that streaked across his front before asking him to roll over and applying a soothing gel and layer of cream on top of the bruises there too, running his hand over his back while he let them sink in for a few minutes.

There was a soft knock at the door, Finn peeping his head in a moment later and smiling at Logan's tired wave.

"Hi, sweetheart. Am I okay to come in?"

"Mhm. Is Regie with you?" Finn came to crouch by he bed next to Logan's face.

"He's a bit anxious. Maybe daddy can go and give him a cuddle?" The look Finn sent Leo had him nodding softly, rubbing his hand down his back to silently tell him not to worry. He left them with Logan tugging Finn into bed, cuddling into his lap.

When Leo went into the hallway, Regulus was stood in one of Leo's jerseys, chewing on his thumb nail with his back to the bedroom door. "Princess." Leo was officially worried when Regulus jumped about three foot into the air, spinning quickly.

"Hi." Regulus forced a bright smile, looking sightly pained.

"Convincing," Leo chuckled, walking over to Regulus considering the man seemed rooted to the spot. Reaching out, he lightly grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand away from his teeth before he ripped all the skin of his thumb. Kissing the pad of it softly, he ran is own thumb across his knuckles. "Tell me," he said firmly.

"Well, we got the hot chocolate while we were there. Oh and we brought back a cookie for Lo, we got one for you too, it's in the fridge because they've got chocolate on them and the house is really warm--"

"Regulus." The man's eyes flicked from his instantly, staring instead at his neck as he swallowed. "Take a breath. Why are you freaking out?"

There was a lengthy pause as Regulus did as he was told and took a deep breath in. "Lo's... delicate. Mentally,'' he specified, ''physically he could probably still fight a rhino. But, I don't wanna do something wrong.''

"Sweetheart, what do you think you could do wrong? He'll just want cuddles and kisses and probably just be cheeky because he knows no one will be able to say anything about it when he's like that. Other than that, he just Lo." 

Regulus chewed his lip as he thought about that, stopping as soon as Leo commented on it. "Where can I touch? You were doing a hard scene, right? Where will it hurt?" 

Leo cupped his cheeks, kissing his forehead then explaining it fully. "His shoulders might be a little sore for the next few hours, along with his wrists. You can touch them, he'll probably like a shoulder massage. His torso is fine, it'll look a bit sore but it doesn't hurt him. The backs of his thighs and his ass are the worst bits, I'd avoid them. Anything else is perfectly okay.'' Leo let that sink in for a moment. ''Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah, thank you. Can-- Could we do this? Whenever you do hard scenes?" 

"Go through where to touch and stuff?" Regulus nodded. "Of course we can, princess. Will that make you feel calmer?" 

"I think so. Just stops me worrying so much. Is that okay?" 

Leo hushed him softly, pressing him in close. "Anything you need, baby. You wanna help me make some teas?" Regulus nodded smiling, heading downstairs as Leo popped his head in through the door to ask Finn if he could get Logan comfy in the big bed. He could clean the toys in the morning but he quickly got out the spray they used for stains laid out in a thick layer on the carpet to soak overnight. 

He cuddled up close to Regulus while they made the tea, making sure to reassure him as much as possible to calm him. Turns out a few close snuggles and cheeky butt grabs can do wonders to shake off nerves. 

"So, I'm guessing you and Harzy had fun?" 

"Yeah," Regulus paused to smile to himself, "it was really nice. He's so cute around Christmas lights. Like a little kid." 

Leo's laugh rustled his hair. "Yeah, he loves them."

Regulus leaned back further into Leo's chest, the two of them watching the kettle boil. "Did the scene go well? Like you wanted?" 

"It was perfect. You know how nice it is to watch him come." He nosed playfully against Regulus' neck, the other man giggling and squirming in his grasp. "Lo liked it."

"You didn't?"

"God no. 'Course I did. I just worry sometimes that I'm a little too rough." 

Regulus visibly pondered that for a second. "I don't think you're physically capable of being too rough. Your caretaker kicks in and you're being sweet and smushy two seconds later." 

"Fucking smushy," Leo grumbled, not able to not laugh when Regulus let out a cheeky laugh. "I appreciate that, baby. Makes me feel better." 

"Do doms need aftercare?" Regulus asked suddenly, his face twisted slightly in curiosity.  

"Yeah. It's just a little different for us." Upon Regulus' whispered request, Leo explained. "My aftercare is just taking care of my sub. It calms me. Washing them down, taking care of any sore spots, making sure they know they're loved. I love being affectionate, so all of that stuff is really nice for me."

"So, you're all," Regulus waved his hands in front of him, "aftercare-d right now?" Leo tried, he really did, but a bright laugh bubbled out of his chest before he could stop it. "Oh, this is what I get for checking up on my boyfriend? Laughed at?" 

"I'm sorry, baby, you're just so fucking cute." After both of their laughs had died down, Leo kissed the back of Regulus' head. "Yeah, princess, I'm all cared for." 

"That's the phrase I was looking for," Regulus mumbled, sending Leo into a new bought of chuckles. Shrugging him off jokingly, Regulus set about pouring the water, wafting his hands at him when he reached for him again. They were still going back and forth when they carried the mugs into the bedroom and set them on the nightstand, Finn and Logan watching with humoured faces as Regulus kept kicking out at Leo with his feet until they were wrestling on the edge of the bed. Eventually, Regulus' back thudded against the bed sheet, Leo pinning his wrists. 

"Gotcha," he whispered, leaning down and kissing Regulus softly. With a smile and another kiss, Regulus shuffled up the bed to kiss Logan, cuddling down when the man opened his arms, being cautious to not touch any of the places Leo had mentioned. 

Leo looked at the three of them, snuggled in between each other, all waiting and watching him expectantly for him to come and cuddle, and he smiled. He stood, turning off the big light in favour of the lamp and scooted in next to Regulus, resting his chin on his shoulder and listening to Finn animatedly tell them about the lights. 

They could chill for another hour or two before they went to Regulus'. They had time.

Chapter 17: An Apologetic Author

Summary:

Something that was brought to my attention that I wanted to address on both my platforms <3

Alrighty, those of you who follow my Tumblr probably saw this but I wanted to cover my bases considering I know a lot of people who read this fic don't. 

 

A lovely lovely reader alerted me - in the form of my tumblr asks - that I had unknowingly used a word that is harmful to the Inuit community in my last chapter. I wanted to apologise to ALL of my readers for this! I was entirely unaware of the history and discrimination behind the word and that is entirely on my shoulders for not checking prior to posting. In future, I'll be more cautious of the language I use in my content but if anything does slip by PLEASE let me know either through tumblr or the comments or pigeon post, ANYTHING! (although i'm afraid of pigeons so i'd prefer the other two if possible). Again, I genuinely do apologise if it caused anyone any offence or discomfort, I want this fic to be a safe haven for everybody and, as an author, it's my responsibility to make sure it stays that way. Both this fic and my mini-fics on tumblr have been thoroughly scanned for this word and there have been no other uses other than the one i was told about. The use of it in chapter 16 has been removed. It will never be featured in my work again - I promise.

Again, my absolute sincerest apologies, I hope you all have a wonderful week ahead of you and if not, i send virtual hugs and kisses to everyone! 

 

So much love - Flo xx

Chapter 18: Morning Quickies, Skating and Goodbyes

Summary:

Okay - February's chapter is here!

I'm so sorry it's pushing towards the end of the month a little, February has been a pain in the ass

This is officially the last chapter with them all together over their Christmas period but there shall still be smut and fluff don't you worry!! A lot more sentimental mushy stuff near the end of this one and some cubs x coops fluff too - little cuties

I hope you enjoy my lovelies,
your devoted author - Flo xx

~15,500

After a quick phone call to Sirius, Leo gathered all the things he'd need for the Bannock bread that they didn't already have at Regulus' - and, as reminded repeatedly by Logan, the cookies that Regulus and Finn had bought at the display. With them all in a bag, the four of them piled the three small suitcases into the boot of the car, Regulus carefully helping Logan into the backseat and sliding in next to him while Finn locked up the house and made sure everything was switched off. 

Leo sent a quick text to Sirius to let them know they were on the way, lest Regulus be scarred for life like last time. 

Logan spent almost the entire drive with his face buried in Regulus' chest, the other man drawing patterns down his back as he winced with every bump that Finn couldn't avoid. Leo had initially offered to drive but considering his brain was still a bit sluggish from the scene, he'd eventually agreed that it'd probably be better for Finn to take that over instead. 

Reaching back from the passenger seat, Leo kept a hand wrapped around Logan's ankle, his fingers reaching out to graze Regulus' every once in a while, making the other man smile at him out the corner of his eye. Honking twice when they pulled up, Leo and Finn unloaded the bags while Regulus greeted his brother as he opened the door, Logan tucked against his side. Remus told them where they could leave their bags so they didn't have to put them in Regulus' room (although it wasn't as if it would clutter the large space) until they left the next evening. 

Sirius clocked Leo's demeanour straight away, slightly hating how well he could read his team members when they were dating his brother. Noticing his gaze, Leo furrowed his brows, silently asking what he was staring at as he moved in to say hello. As he clasped his hand and patted him on the back as they hugged, Sirius muttered a very unimpressed - 'someone got laid'. 

Laughing brightly, Leo made a snarky quip about having three boyfriends then, seeing Sirius look slightly traumatised this time, he shrugged unapologetically. Some brothers would talk about sex no problem - Finn and Alex as living proof - others, not so much. Leo supposed it might be the whole BDSM thing, it sort of desensitised you to being awkward about sex. Considering it was now almost eleven at night, having gotten stuck in traffic and having left later than they'd thought they were going to so they could give Logan a bit more time to just relax, they passed up on a beer and headed up to Regulus' room after saying goodnight. Sirius and Remus headed upstairs with them, deciding to go to bed as well considering they were. They would be around all day tomorrow so they had enough time to hang out then. For now, sliding straight into bed seemed like a wonderful idea. 

Regulus realised halfway up the stairs that there was a very high possibility that his room was a literal mess and he warned them as such. ''Is there any chance you'll let me clean a bit before you come in or are you gonna look at me like I'm talking nonsense?'' Finn, ahead of him on the stairs, just peered over his shoulder to look down at him, a small smile gracing his features. ''The second one,'' Regulus concluded. 

''Lovely, have you ever cared how messy our place is?'' Finn asked, continuing on up the second set of stairs from the second floor up to Regulus' room. 

''No,'' he grumbled. 

Finn didn't even respond to that, just chuckling under his breath as his point settled itself. At least, Regulus considered, he'd changed his sheets before he left, having figured he may as well do it while he was trying to pass the time until he could leave to go to theirs without being embarrassingly early. There was a slight shuffle next to him as Leo lifted Logan into his arms now they were out of sight of his brother and Remus, Logan instantly settling in his grip. Leo kept his hand tangled with Regulus' though, one hand wrapping over Logan's lower back to hold him, Logan's arms wrapped snugly around his neck and his legs around his waist enough to keep him up. 

They filed into his room, Finn putting his phone on the nightstand and folding back the covers for Leo to slide Logan into bed. Regulus started going around and collecting the clothes slung over the back of furniture, folding them as quickly as possible and putting them in his drawers. There was a kiss brushed against the back of his neck, Finn laughing softly into his skin. ''Silly,'' he whispered, squeezing his waist playfully. Spinning in his hold, Regulus thumbed over the mark on the front of Finn's throat, pressing gently but just hard enough for Finn to groan, the vibrations of it travelling through Regulus' hand. 

''That girl was fuming when she saw this,'' he said, smirking to himself at the memory. 

Finn chuckled. ''Wasn't that your goal?'' 

Before Regulus could agree that that was his goal exactly, Leo's voice came from behind Finn. ''What girl?'' As Leo came to stand next to Finn now, Regulus craned his neck to look up at him, Finn's arms still keeping him close against his body. He absently noticed that Leo had shucked off his shirt since they entered his room, taking a second to appreciate that development before he answered. 

''The girl running the cookie stall. She was having loads of fun; twirling her hair, fluttering her lashes,'' Regulus explained, doing his imitation of her and making the two of them smile, ''because obviously the man he was there holding hands and snogging in the queue with, AKA moi, was just a good friend, right, baby?'' 

''You're silly,'' Finn said again, shaking his head and laughing as he kissed Regulus' temple. 

''Now, because all of that wasn't enough of a signal for this woman, she really was having the time of her life flirting with him while the poor man was just trying to buy some damn cookies, " Regulus continued, ignoring Finn's comment. "Until Harzy moved his scarf a bit and she saw his neck. Then she looked at me all disgusted, naturally appalled that I was there, daring to be dating the man she was flirting with, and gave him our cookies and moved on to the next person in line."

Finn shook his head fondly down at him again.

Before he could say anything, Leo was asking a question, looking at Finn now, instead of Regulus. "What'd she look like?"

"I... have absolutely no idea," Finn laughed, realising he couldn't genuinely recall one feature of the woman's face. Leo grinned, kissing him firmly.

"Good."

Regulus reached up, wrapping his arms around Finn's neck. "Babe? Could I ask you a personal question?" he giggled, mimicking Finn's tone from earlier.

"Oh Christ, that's gonna be a thing now, huh? Yes, sweetie, you can ask me a personal question." Valiantly agreeing to circle his focus back to the way Finn said 'sweetie' later, Regulus asked him.

"Do you like... like-like women?" Snorting, Finn pressed his lips together when Regulus whacked the back of his head for laughing.

"Are you asking me if I'm bi?" When Regulus nodded, he continued. "Yes, baby. I'm bi and I've been with women before."

"Well," Regulus pointed out, "technically, so have I and I'm gay to the bone."

Rolling his eyes, Finn squeezed his hips against in retaliation. "Alright, cheeky, I've willingly dated women before. How's that?"

"Better." Regulus paused, clearly thinking deeply about something. "Sex with women kind of freaks me out."

Laughing again, light chuckles coming from both Leo, watching them both with a smile, and Logan, looking at the three of them from his place curled beneath the covers, Finn hummed. "You really are all words, no filter tonight, aren't you?"

"I'm just saying. We're better though, right?"

"Baby," Finn began with a smile, "please tell me you aren't seriously asking if you're a better fuck than women I slept with in college?"

Regulus' brows furrowed. "Don't word it like that. I don't like that." Considering he couldn't pinpoint a time where Regulus genuinely said so blatantly that he doesn't like something, Finn froze slightly.

"Which bit?"

"Calling me a fuck, I don't," Regulus paused again, looking unfocused at Finn's chin as he thought about it, "yeah, no I don't like that." He shook his head as if to settle his thought.

"Okay, lovely. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Finn assured instantly, petting his hands up and down the bend of Regulus' waist lightly. "To answer your question, of course you are. No ones ever come close to making me feel like you three do." Regulus smiled softly at that, humming happily. "Can I kiss you, princess?" Regulus gave a little 'mhm' before pushing up onto his toes for Finn to kiss him. "I'm really proud of you."

His head tilted. "For what?"

"Telling me as soon as you didn't like something."

"Oh. It just kind of slipped out. Didn't wanna be rude."

"No, baby, you weren't rude at all. You didn't like what I said and you told me, simple as that, it's exactly what you should do if that ever happens. Want you to be able and comfortable to tell us when you don't like something as easily as when you do. We'll never be upset with you for it, you know that."

Regulus gave a resolute nod, the cloudiness in his head showing through in his gaze when he peered up at Finn then. "I liked it when you called me 'sweetie' earlier."

Just when Finn thought he couldn't fall in love with the man more, he goes and does cute shit like that.

"Alright, sweetie," he teased, brushing their noses together, "I'll use it more often, how about that?"

Regulus nodded in agreement. "Definitely a subby one."

"Little one, little princess and sweetie, got it." Regulus let out a shy giggle, closing his eyes and scrunching his nose slightly.

"Sweet thing is one too, non?" Leo asked with a gentle smile, heart officially melted at the interaction.

"Yeah, I like that because of your accent. Sweet thang." Regulus leaned back, hands still hooked around the back of Finn's neck as he sang the word, country accent thick and unfamiliar from his lips as he rocked back on his heels. The four of them broke out laughing at his imitation, Leo's heart jumping pathetically in his chest at the full smile Regulus sent him.

"Alright there, cheeky. Bedtime for you now." Leo brushed back his curls to kiss his forehead, moving to his lips when Regulus puckered them for a kiss. With one last squeeze of a hug from Finn, Regulus padded over to where Logan was holding an arm out, blankets already flicked back for him to climb in. Leo was glad they'd decided to brush their teeth at home, knowing they were going to go to bed pretty much right away. It meant that after his bright smile to Finn, both of them wordlessly melting over how cute he was, he could kiss him deeply, playfully kiss his hickey and then they could both follow to join their boyfriends in bed.

Curling up behind Logan, Finn kissed the back of his neck, leaving his arm slung over the dip of his waist as he hummed. Leo leaned over the intertwined pair, kissing Logan's hair and Regulus' cheek before settling on his stomach, his arm stretched above their heads on the pillow.

 

 

He'd only been asleep for about two hours when Leo woke again, flush running deep up his chest. He shuffled, his hips pressing into the mattress, making him groan.

Fucking hormones, he suppressed a sigh. Rolling over, careful not to wake the three next to him, Leo slid a hand down his chest to the bulge in his sweats, grinding his hips up into the firm pressure of his hand. As slowly as he could, he tugged the drawer of Regulus' bedside table open, wincing as the wood made a slight creak. When there was no movement from next to him, Leo squinted through the dark, the white of the lube bottle just visible.

Squeezing some onto his hand, he couldn't help but he grateful Regulus had had to recently buy a new bottle so it came out the bottle silently. Tugging his cock out with one hand, he quickly spread the lube over himself, suppressing a hiss at the cool liquid before it warmed. Twisting his hand around himself, he leaned his head back against the pillow, letting his eyes slip shut and memories of earlier in the day come to the forefront of his mind.

He felt himself throb in his grip as he remembered Logan trembling, his high whines as it got too much, his scream at the pain followed by loud moans as the pleasure of it set in. Forcing himself to keep his breathing silent, he rubbed his thumb over the tip of his cock, collecting the precum there and using it to help guide the slide of his hand.

A rustle had him freezing, holding his breath, not trusting himself to be able to keep them steady. He wasn't all that bothered about them seeing him jerk off, he moreso just didn't want to wake them, they were all tired from the day before. Regulus turned from one side to the other, hands reaching out for Leo until they met his heated skin.

When he'd identified where he was, Regulus shuffled across the small gap between them, snuggling into his side. Leo would have sworn he was asleep but his decisiveness shifted when his hips pressed against Leo's hip, his cock half-hard against him.

"Daddy," he mumbled sleepily. No, definitely not asleep. "Lemme help." His hand skirted across Leo's hip until it reached Leo's own hand. He wrapped it just above Leo's, his hand so much softer against him.

"You can go back to sleep, baby," Leo said, his guilt at waking him overriding how good it felt to have him touching him.

"Wanna help."

"You can. Just let me look at you." The words were out his mouth before he could process them, thankfully, Regulus seemed to take it just fine. With Leo's arm wrapped around his shoulders, Regulus tilted his head up to look at him, his eyes sleepy as they blinked open. Leo jerked himself quicker than before, following the curve of his nose down to the points of his cupids bow, tracing over the outline of his full lips.

Bringing up his free hand, he ran his fingers over the soft expanse of his bottom lip, pinching it gently and watching the light pink get darker. His hips jerked when Regulus' tongue flicked out to lap against the pads of his fingers, a tired, cheeky smirk slipping across his lips.

"Take daddy's fingers for me," he whispered, his voice hoarse for more reasons than just sleep. Regulus obligingly opened his mouth, letting Leo's two fingers slip in and instantly sucking on them. Leo felt a little less guilty at waking him when Regulus sighed happily around his fingers, practically melting into his side. His hips rocked into Leo's side, small, soft grinds that had Regulus slowly hardening against him. 

''Can you fuck me tomorrow?'' Regulus mumbled, his words muffled around Leo's fingers. 

The seemingly innocent request from the way he sleepily asked him had Leo's cock throbbing in his grip, his hand moving faster and faster over himself. ''Anything you want, princess,'' he whispered. ''Fucking anything.'' Regulus' throat tightened around his fingers, Leo quickly slipping them to the forefront of his mouth. ''Sorry, sweetheart.'' The flash of guilt in his chest quickly dissipated when Regulus pushed his head further down on Leo's fingers, his hips rocking faster when he gagged lightly. ''Or not,'' he grunted, fucking up into his fist.

Regulus went silent after that, whining around his fingers as he worked himself closer. '''M gonna come.'' 

''Me too, baby. I've got you, come.'' With the order, Regulus went rigid for a few moments before he groaned around his fingers and worked himself shakily against Leo. Leo followed a second later, his cum streaking up his torso. 

Once they'd both caught their breath, Leo gently shifted Regulus onto the pillow, quickly moving to the bathroom to dampen a cloth, scrubbing his cum off himself before going back into the bedroom to Regulus. After cleaning the cum from his skin, Leo slipped the man, pouting because he was tired and Leo was refusing to get back into bed, into some clean sweats. Complying with the next grumbled request, Leo cuddled down next to Regulus again, the man climbing on top of him and curling himself against him. 

''Comfy?''

''Mhm,'' he hummed, hiding his face in Leo's neck with another happy hum when Leo's fingers slipped under his shirt to trace his spine. ''Love you.'' 

''I love you too, little one. Get some sleep.'' 

 

 

Remus winced and sent Leo an apologetic smile when the man blinked his eyes open sluggishly. ''Sorry,'' he mouthed. ''Brought yous up some drinks.'' He carefully placed the four mugs down, Leo too addled with sleep to figure out how he managed to carry all four of them at the same time. 

''Thanks, mate.'' 

''I'd ask if you want yours now but,'' he trailed off with a pointed look and soft smile down at Regulus, still very much comfortably curled on him. 

''Yeah,'' Leo mused, gently running his fingers through Regulus' hair, ''I don't think I'm going anywhere any time soon.'' 

After an agreeing hum and assuring him that he wasn't going to be whipping up breakfast for another hour or two, Remus closed the door carefully behind him, Leo more than happy to stay where he was for now. It was only a few more minutes before there was a less than sleepy brush of lips against his neck, a soft nip of teeth following a second later as Regulus latched his mouth to his skin, suckling gently. 

''Mornin' darlin'.'' He got a half-hearted grumble in response that ran through his skin pleasurably. ''Loops brought you up some tea not long ago. It should be cool enough to drink now.'' Regulus' mouth faltered on him as he considered it. There was a soft nod that had Regulus shuffling down to lie between Leo's legs, his back against Leo's chest as Leo sat up against the headboard. 

''Merci,'' he mumbled, taking the steaming mug in his hands as Leo grabbed his own. With his cheek pressed to Regulus' temple, his arms draped over his shoulders to hold his mug in his lap. He smiled when Regulus nuzzled further into his cheek, his own head tilting further down in response. 

''You sleep okay, sweetheart?'' 

''I had a very good dream,'' Regulus teased. ''Felt very real.''

''I'm sure,'' Leo hummed, grinning and nosing into Regulus' cheek more. Regulus gave a faded sigh, eyes fluttering closed. ''Don't do that.'' 

''Quoi?''

''Those sad little sighs you do. Make me wanna cry.'' 

''Sorry, just remembered.'' 

Leo was silent for a moment before he spoke again. ''We don't leave until tonight, baby. We still have more time.''

Regulus gave a silent nod and sipped his drink, leaning back heavier into Leo's chest. With a gulp of his own, Leo kissed his way along Regulus' neck slowly, the man easing his head to the side to gradually give Leo more and more room. When he'd effectively sucked a large, dark mark into the base of his neck, Leo propped his chin on Regulus' shoulder, smiling to himself at how nice it looked against his skin. 

They stayed like that for a moment until Regulus turned his head to the side, towards Leo, and gazed up at him for a moment, just long enough and intently enough that Leo moved to ask what he was looking at. Before he could, Regulus pressed towards him, holding his mug against his lap with one hand and reaching up with the other to cup the back of Leo's head, bringing him down to meet his lips and making sure he stayed there. Leo's brows raised with the sultry drags of Regulus' tongue against his lips until they parted, his tongue instantly reaching to tangle with Leo's - of course, the man had absolutely no arguments against that. Shifting his mug to his opposite hand, Leo freed a hand to rise and cup Regulus' cheek, his thumb resting steady against his cheekbone.

Leo had to swallow at least twice before he could speak when Regulus pulled away, pecking his lips once more to break the string of spit connecting their lips. With his own free hand, Regulus gently stroked his thumb over Leo's swollen bottom lip, swiping away the wetness there. 

''Finish your tea,'' Leo rasped, ''then I'm gonna play with you.'' 

Regulus swallowed unconsciously, his eyes visibly unfocusing before he blinked and turned his attention to Leo again, grey eyes filled with trust and excitement. ''What are you going to do?''

''Whatever I want.'' Leo watched the shiver run through Regulus over the rim of his own mug, smiling into his coffee. 

''Okay.'' He more mouthed it than said it, an excited little smile on his face that he quickly smothered in his drink. Leo's arm, still wrapped around his waist, tightened, his hand dipping under his shirt and stroking along his bare stomach.

He waited until Regulus had finished before he slipped the mug from his hands, placing it back on the bedside table with his and the others. With guiding hands on Regulus' waist, he manoeuvred the man until he was sat in Leo's lap, knees either side of his hips. A shiver ran down his own spine when Regulus' arms draped over his shoulders, his hands latching behind his neck, fingertips running over the hair at the back of his head. Sweeping his touch up from Regulus' waist to the back of his neck, he cupped it in his palm, using it to bring his mouth down to his.

Within minutes, Regulus' arms had tightened around his neck, pulling him into him and arching the rest of his body towards him. He only let go when Leo tugged insistently at the hem of his shirt, raising his arms so he could pull it off him and let it fall to the floor beside the bed.

Pulling him close against his chest, he kept a hand stable against Regulus' back and carefully rolled them so the man was tucked underneath him, a hand on the pillow next to Regulus' head so he wouldn't crush him.

Brushing his lips across his cheek, Leo nibbled on the shell of his ear, taking pleasure in the hitched breath that shook his chest. His hand skimmed up his side softly, resting on his chest to thumb across his nipple. At the moan that slipped past his lips, Leo hushed him playfully. ''Don't wake the boys, baby. You're gonna have to stay quiet for me.'' 

''Plus,'' Regulus whispered. 

''No,'' was all Leo replied, going back to sucking along his ear and rubbing his nipple in small, tight circles. 

''Why?'' Regulus whined, flushing slightly to himself at how whiny it did, in fact, sound to his own ears. 

''Because I'm in charge, not you. Or are you suddenly in the mood to try your luck being a dom today?''

Pouting at his teasing as he loomed over him, Regulus narrowed his eyes. ''Maybe I am.'' 

A flex of Leo's brow and the removal of the hand still lingering on his chest gave Regulus his answer. Go on then. Before he could think too much about it, Regulus pushed up, wrapping a hand around the front of Leo's throat and pulling him down to kiss him messily. Surprised that he didn't immediately get dragged over his lap, Regulus wondered if he should keep pushing his luck...for investigative purposes. 

He pulled away with another pout. ''Stop.'' 

''Stop what? I'm not doing anything.'' Leo's smirk was faint but definitely there. 

''You keep doing that thing with your tongue. It's not fair.'' 

Okay, now it wasn't even faint.

''There's a lot of things you do with your tongue that I think aren't fair but I don't pout about it.'' 

''Daddy,'' Regulus said, complaint written all over his tone as he looked up at him. 

''I thought you were daddy today?'' 

Regulus rolled his eyes, his stomach looping when Leo's eyes flashed. 

''Hey,'' Regulus defended, ''the reason we aren't allowed to do that is a respect-for-those-in-charge thing. If you're not in charge then you can't punish me for it.'' Leo leaned down slowly, keeping his eyes on Regulus'. 

''You get one pass. One.'' Regulus swallowed. 

''Again, not fair.'' Leo muffled his laugh but still grinned widely. 

''Now that time I really didn't do anything.'' 

''You used your daddy voice thing.''

''My 'daddy voice thing'?'' Leo's voice was filled with humour, making Regulus look up at him with annoyance. ''Are you sure you don't just interpret my voice as something you should listen to?''

Regulus paused at that. ''Maybe.''

''Thought so,'' he mumbled, leaning down for a quick kiss. ''Roll onto your stomach.'' Regulus had already done as he was told before he paused, remembering he was supposed to be giving the orders not taking them. "I think we've figured out which role you're better at playing. Let's stop pretending, hm?" With Leo's lips brushing the back of his ear and his hips pressed firmly against the swell of his ass, Regulus couldn't find any reason to disagree.

"Yes, daddy." Regulus shuffled at the feeling of Leo's cock twitching against him and hid his face further in the pillow.

"You are," Leo dragged his lips from behind his ear to his temple, "such a good boy. You know that? So pretty," Leo leaned back to run his hands up Regulus' bare sides, "so soft and so, so eager to please. Not just me and Sir either, you get so turned on and proud of yourself whenever you make Lo feel good. When you made him come on his birthday, I thought you might burst out your skin with how happy you were." He watched the deep flush spread up Regulus' ears and down his neck with a smile. He really needed to stop putting off explaining to him what a humiliation kink was.

"You promised to fuck me," was what Regulus responded with.

"I did. And I will, princess. I just want to play with you first. Besides, we can't while the boys are asleep, if by some grace of God you manage to keep quiet, I think the bed shaking will probably give us away."

"Well, get on with it then," he mumbled, shaking his ass slightly. The sharp pinch he got in return had him fumbling at the last second to swallow down his shriek, instead looking at Leo over his shoulder with a scowl.

Leo just smiled back. "If you shake your ass at me, I'm gonna touch it in some way." Regulus just grumbled and tucked his face into the pillow again. He lifted his hips wordlessly when Leo started tugging his sweats down his legs, the small whisper of praise enough to send shocks down his spine. Instead of leaning down like Regulus expected him to, Leo shuffled up to fuck his head to whisper in his ear again. "I want you to keep silent. Bite into the pillow if you have to. If I hear a single sound, I'll stop."

Regulus couldn't help his eyebrows shooting up at that. Leo had rarely, if ever, told him to not make noise and been serious about it. He nodded and nuzzled deeper into the pillow. His senses followed Leo as he made his way down Regulus' body, his lips trailing a soft path of fire down the length of his spine. He kissed along the dips in the small of his back as his hands settled on his ass, kneading it gently. It was a fight to swallow the moan that threatened to slip from his lips when Leo bit, deeply into the skin of his ass, the slight sharpness to his canines making it sting.

"None of the boys have eaten you out yet have they?" He hid his smile in the pillow before humming negatively. "Would you like me to?" Leo kissed his tailbone.

Regulus turned his head to the side slightly so he could hear him. "Yes, please."

Seemingly needing no further encouragement, Leo spread his hands over each cheek and pulled them apart. "Baise-moi," he muttered. "Did Harzy fuck you yesterday?"

Breathless with excitement, Regulus' voice shook as he answered. "Yeah. In the car before we drove back." 

''He just looked too good, huh?''

Regulus flushed. ''How'd you know it was me and not Finn?'' He shivered at the feeling of Leo's huffed breath against his skin. 

''He never instigates fucking in public. Don't get me wrong, he's more than happy to but he'll never bring it up first.''

There were a few seconds of silence that Leo filled with biting kisses to the backs of his thighs. ''Yeah, he looked really good.'' Leo smiled to himself, knowing the feeling all too well. 

''Tell me about it,'' Leo's voice was husky and he swallowed again before repeating himself. ''Tell me about it while I take my time with you.'' He let the whimper Regulus let out slide. ''But keep it quiet. I want words not pathetic moans.'' 

He followed the movement of Regulus' hips as they ground down into the mattress. ''Yes, daddy.'' Regulus swallowed. ''I--We got back to the car.'' Leo hummed, urging him to continue as he kissed over his hole. ''We waited for it to heat up while he texted Lex back. He wouldn't let me drive so I was in the passenger seat.'' There was a slight squeak as Regulus' mouth dropped open but he desperately tried to keep any noise in. His hand tightened on the pillow case as he closed his eyes, letting the memory of them flash in his mind while Leo teased his tongue over his entrance. ''He looked over at me, asked me what I was looking at.'' He let out a small hum in the back of his throat when Leo gently eased his tongue inside him then stopped.

''And? What did you say?''

''N-nothing. Climbed into his lap. He was surprised but definitely wasn't mad about it.'' He felt Leo's grin as he fucked him with his tongue, slowly, far too slowly. Regulus tasted blood as his lip finally gave out and burst under the rough treatment of his teeth, the foreign feeling of the wetness of Leo's tongue so agile and practised as he used it on him driving him slowly insane. 

''And then what? You seduced him into the backseat? Lured him in with those pretty little eyes and a few grinds of your hips?''

''Didn't have to,'' Regulus panted. ''Told him I wanted him inside of me and he undid his belt, undid my belt. He--'' he breathed out heavily deep into the pillow, taking a steadying breath before he continued, ''he pulled my jeans down to my knees, didn't want me to get off his lap to get them further down. He said it's enough for him to give me what I needed.'' Leo groaned at that, imagining Finn's voice echoing low in the car as he focused only on making Regulus feel good. 

''He's so good to us, isn't he? Knows exactly how to make us feel good.'' 

''So good,'' Regulus agreed immediately, ''so good.''

''Continuer.'' 

''Urm. Then-- then he told me to open my mouth, told me he wanted me to drool over his fingers. He liked hearing me gag on them; said it reminded him of me choking on his cock. I don't really remember him opening me up. Sort of blurred together. It was dark, the car was really warm, he had cologne on - the nice one.''

''The one that makes him smell like sex on legs?'' 

Regulus' pillow rustled as he nodded eagerly. ''Oui. Only really remember when he pulled his fingers out. He spit in his hand and jerked himself off for a minute, he looked right at me while he did it.'' Leo felt Regulus tighten around his tongue - he'd have to file that one away for later. ''Then he told me to lean up so he could get inside me. He asked if I wanted to ride him or if I wanted him to just use me,'' Regulus broke off with a whine, pushing his hips back against Leo's face. Before Leo could scold him, he was continuing, his hips still rocking back. 

''I said whatever he wanted. I don't care, do whatever you want. Anything you want,'' Regulus was panting now, breathing wetly into the pillow as he tightened around Leo. Pressing his thumb to the space between his balls and his entrance, Leo rubbed small, tight circles to it as Regulus pressed his face completely into the pillow, his body locking as he came, still flicking between pushing back on Leo's tongue and down into the mattress.

Leo leaned over him, balancing a hand to the side of his head and kissed between his shoulder blades. "How was that, baby? You a fan?"

"I think I'm a fan of anything you do to me," Regulus mumbled. Leo chuckled, continuing the motion of his hand smoothing up and down Regulus' back until the man rolled onto his side. "I'm gonna have to change my sheets. Again," he grumbled with a pout.

"I'll help you do it before we leave," Leo smiled, grabbing his discarded shirt from the night before and chucking it to cover the patch of Regulus' cum staining the sheets. He slid in beside him, lying over the shirt and wrapping his arm around Regulus' shoulders when he curled into him.

"I love you," Regulus whispered, low and breathy like it was a secret.

"I love you," Leo mumbled back, kissing his hair. "Baby, what are you doing?" Regulus just hummed noncommittally, continuing to trace his hand along the outline of Leo's cock through his sweats.

"I feel like you can guess, non?" Leo could hear Regulus' smile in his voice. There was a soft sound as Leo's hand came down on his ass, no verbal reprimand needed. In turn, Regulus' touch got firmer, less faint and teasing. Leo let his eyes fall closed, tilting his hips to give Regulus more room for his hand to move between their bodies. "Fuck me," Regulus breathed into his neck. "You promised you would."

Leo just nodded quickly, not knowing whether or not Regulus was even looking at him. He moved to tug his sweats down but Regulus did it for him, shoving them down past his knees so he could kick them off himself. Taking comfort in the fact Regulus' hands were also shaking, Leo tried to calm the jitters suddenly running through his body too, the excited burn mixing with the arousal low in his stomach.

"How--how do you want..." Regulus trailed off, looking up at Leo with wide eyes, his chest heaving slightly more than was normal.

"Stay like this," he said instantly, his hand reaching down to grab Regulus' thigh and guide his leg up and over his hip, hiking it up so his knee rested further up against his ribs. "Can you keep it here?"

Regulus nodded. "Yeah, I can."

Leo looked over his shoulder and grabbed the lube that was still atop the bedside table. Coating his fingers generously, Leo went to open Regulus up further but stopped when his hand pressed against his chest.

"Don't need it. I don't." Regulus looked at him earnestly, willing him to, for once, not argue. "Please. Just need you. Please."

"Okay, okay." He instead lubed himself up, his breath hitching in his chest. Regulus rested a hand on his jaw, using it to tilt his head towards him and kiss him deeply. "I want you to stay close to me. Stay here." Regulus nodded, his nose brushing Leo's as he did. He wrapped his arms around Leo's neck, burying his face in the side of it as the tip of Leo's cock nudged his entrance. Leo slid a hand under Regulus' side, bringing it up to wrap around the small of his back and hold onto his hip.

He leaned his forehead against Regulus' shoulder, panting wetly against his skin as he eased himself inside. Regulus whined into his ear at the stretch. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry. Tell me if you need to stop."

"Keep going. It's good. I'll be able to feel it after." Regulus sniffled as his voice shook, a moan slipping past his lips as Leo sank deeper.

"You'll feel it, princess. I promise you'll feel it." Leo bit into his shoulder as he bottomed out, his groan muffled against him. He tightened his grip on Regulus' waist, holding him closer as he began rocking his hips against him. Slowly, not enough to really move, just grinding into him. His eyes fluttered closed at the feeling, the movement unconscious as he lost himself in the tight heat around him.

He only zoned back into focus when he felt his neck dampen, water rolling down the side of it. At first he thought it was sweat then he realised and his own face crumpled. One hand on Regulus' hip and the other gripping his thigh to keep his leg curled around him, Leo rocked his hips against him more insistently. He moved to the pace of Regulus' heart thundering against his ribs, hard enough to feel it against his own. Leo cried into Regulus' shoulder, Regulus muffling his sobs into Leo's neck in return.

"Kiss me," Leo breathed. Regulus instantly leaned back, Leo only getting the slightest glimpse of his teary eyes before he was kissing him.

They came together, panting into each other's mouths as Leo buried himself deep inside him and ground his hips in small circles so the two of them could ride it out gently.

Regulus breathed shakily against his chest. As unwilling as he was to pull out, he slid out after several minutes, gathering Regulus against his chest and standing as quietly as he could. With Finn and Logan somehow still asleep, Leo walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind them, glad for the expensive plumbing there when the pipes barely made a noise when he flicked the shower on.

With them both completely naked, there was nothing for them to remove before Leo stepped under the warm spray, gently easing Regulus down to stand in front of him. Hands on his shoulders, he smiled down at him and slowly spun him, Regulus laughing softly when he cuddled him back to his chest, peppering light kisses over the side of his neck.

He knew better than to argue back when Leo took his time washing his entire body, kissing along the freshly cleaned skin as he did. When he was done, he moved to pour more shower gel onto the sponge for himself but was stopped when Regulus slipped it from his grasp, doing it himself.

Regulus spun towards him when the sponge was foaming, looking up at him as he stepped closer. Leo looked straight back, blue eyes capturing his own so he couldn't look away; at least not until Leo did to follow the rivulet of water running down from his neck to his abdomen.

Pressing a hand to the centre of his chest, Regulus backed Leo up against the cool tile of the shower, smiling at the small hitch in his chest from the sensation. He did the same methodical process for Leo as Leo had done for him, diligently ignoring the gaze of Leo's eyes trailing all over him. As soon as he was done, Leo grabbed the sponge from him, throwing it seamlessly back into the small rack suctioned against the tiled walls and wrapped an arm low around his back, pulling him against him.

Regulus giggled into his mouth, making Leo laugh in return as he placed silly little kisses over his lips.

"Am I interrupting?"

Leo looked up, his smile widening as Regulus twisted to look over his shoulder while still keeping his arms looped up around Leo's neck. A broad smile spread over his face when he saw Logan stood leant back against the door, an endearing smile on his face watching the two of them.

"'Course not. But you do need less clothes if you're gonna join us though," Regulus smiled, waggling his eyebrows at him.

Logan rolled his eyes, a smile still sneaking onto his lips. Reaching back, he tugged his hoodie up and over his head, his abdomen stretching as he shucked it off and shook out his hair. His sweats followed, removed far more carefully than his hoodie had been as he was watched by careful eyes ready to step in and help if he needed it. Regulus opened the shower door for him, holding out a hand to pull him toward them when he was close enough.

"Is the water too hot?" Regulus asked softly. 

''Non, c'est bon.'' Logan accepted the gentle brushes of kisses from Leo, his hand settled barely-there against his spine, his touch delicate and careful. Logan began to turn to the side to meet the kisses Regulus was peppering across his skin but hissed, spinning again so his side and torso were more twisted towards the water rather than his ass.

''What's wrong? Is it the water pressure?'' Regulus asked instantly. Logan nodded, his eyes still squinted slightly with the sting of it. ''Hold on.'' Regulus backed up so his body was blocking the stream of water, ushering Logan to him. Carefully stepping out the way, he smiled to himself when Logan groaned at the feeling of the warm water soothing the aching muscles of his back and shoulders and then rolling down to slide over his ass and legs in a stream, not the powerful jet it was before. ''Better?''

''Loads. Thank you, baby.'' Logan leaned against Regulus when he came up to press against his side, letting him hold his weight for a while, the other man accepting it gladly. 

''Is it really sore, sweetheart?'' Leo asked softly, coming to run his fingertips up and down Logan's sides. 

''Not really. Just a bit achy every now and again. A few painkillers and I'll be okay,'' he reassured him with a smile. Leo nodded silently, swallowing and pressing a kiss to Logan's forehead.

 

 

When they all headed back out the bathroom, Finn greeted them all with a smile. Now sat up, cooling cup of coffee in hand and scrolling on his phone, he ushered Regulus over, accepting brushes of kisses off the three of them before turning his phone to show Regulus the screen.

''We're apparently too cute for the internet.'' The photo was one of the two of them by the giant lit-up Christmas tree at the show, hand-in-hand with each other, Finn pressing a kiss to Regulus' head through his hat. 

''Well, I can't say I disagree. I also think you're too cute for a lot of things.'' It then sunk in, as he trailed off, that now the entire world would know that he was now part of the Cubs more than just being teammates. The fans would know, the NHL would know. His parents would know. 

He turned and headed back into the bathroom, sending a hand flinging behind him to shut the door as he threw up the tea he'd drank only an hour ago. A cool hand pressed against the back of his neck a second later, the longer strands of hair around his face being brushed back as he retched again. 

''I'll be out in a sec, just gonna brush my teeth,'' he mumbled. Logan, thankfully, took the note in his voice and left. His hands shook violently as he reached for his tooth brush and the entire time he scrubbed his teeth mindlessly, letting muscle memory guide him. Guilt hit him square in the chest when their heads flicked to him when the door opened, identical worry written over all of them. ''Must've eaten something weird from the show yesterday.'' 

''Baby, we ate the same things and I feel fine,'' Finn said softly. Finn continued looking at him, only carrying on speaking when Regulus looked away as he headed closer to the bed. With a small sigh, Finn began. ''I know it's scary with what we do, how much of our lives are plastered everywhere. It's okay to be frightened by that.'' Regulus nodded, he knew they understood that. ''What can we do, lovely?''

Regulus slid naturally into his arms when he reached for him, curling close as Finn pulled him in. ''I don't care about people knowing or what they think. It's just-- if it's online then my parents know too.'' He picked at the blanket as he lay nestled in Finn's arms, letting them all consider it for a while. There was silence but it wasn't awkward, more contemplative than anything. He saw a shifting shadow a second before Leo crouched at the edge of the bed, sweeping his hair back from his forehead. 

''They aren't going to lay a fucking hand on you.'' His eyes were serious and honest, looking directly into Regulus', willing him to see that he was telling the truth. ''They aren't going to get anywhere near you. If they contact you, they're breaking the restraining order and we can get them that way. Minnie promised you she'd protect you from them when you agreed to move over, right?'' Regulus nodded. ''And you believed her and she has. Believe me, baby.'' Leo kissed his cheek, then his forehead, nosing into his hair when Regulus nodded. ''We told you before that they're never going to hurt you again. That still stands.'' 

''I'm not worried about me.'' Leo pulled back so he could look at him, folding his arms on the bed in front of him as he quirked his head to the side, the questioning in it enough for Regulus to expand. ''You make me happier than I've ever been in my life. I don't want them to get near you. I don't want them to know you, I don't want them to see you, I don't want them to fucking think about you,'' Regulus' voice gradually rose as he got angrier, Finn letting him go so he could sit up, propping himself up on one hand. He brought his other hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose roughly, taking a deep breath as he heard Heather's voice in his head telling him to calm himself down. ''What if they try and go after you to get to me? They can't do much to me through the League but they can go after you.''

He paused to take a breath to continue when he had a hand gripping his chin and pulling him into a kiss. Regulus reached to lay his hand on Logan's thigh where he was knelt before him, accepting the kiss gladly. ''They can try whatever they like. Arthur and Minnie will give them as much hell as they did before. You don't have to worry about us. I don't want you worrying about us,'' he specified, still holding Regulus' chin. 

''Okay,'' Regulus whispered with a shy smile. Logan leaned down to kiss him again, so intensely that Regulus toes curled against the sheets, his hand tangling in the side of the hoodie he'd thrown on after their shower. The hand he was leaning on rose to cup the back of Logan's head, his fingers threading into his hair as he pushed up into him. ''Oof!'' The air rushed out of Regulus' chest as he fell back, his balance off-centre now he wasn't holding himself up, Logan landing on his chest. Giggles burst from the both of them, Logan resting his head onto his collarbone as he did. ''I love you.'' Leo crawled into bed with them a second later. They stayed that way for another while, Logan and Finn finishing their cooling coffees as they chatted about their plans for the evening to make sure the three of them got their planes on time. Somehow, they had managed to get planes that left within about two hours of each other; Leo would fly out first then Logan and then Finn, along with Alex, Natalie and Kasey would fly last. 

Regulus had offered several times to drive them but Leo had shut him down each time, the others agreeing that considering the amount of ice coating the roads, especially as late as they were flying out, it was safer to just get an Uber. Regulus, apparently, was, under no circumstances, allowed to be driving that late at night alone. But he still tried one more time.

''You know, I am actually a competent driver. I'll be fine dropping you at the airport.''

''No.''

''No.''

''No.''

''Wow.'' 

''We have faith in your driving but unless you suddenly have the ability to see black ice at night, you're not driving anyone anywhere,'' Finn said, squeezing Regulus' hip. 

''Alright, alright,'' Regulus grumbled, softening when Logan kissed his cheek softly. 

''If you're fucking, please stop, I'm coming in,'' Remus yelled, his voice gradually getting louder as he ascended the stairs towards Regulus' room. The four of them laughed at his announcement, still grinning when he entered. ''Breakfast is ready and waiting. I think I did enough to feed Tremz and the three of you but that's up to you lot to figure out,'' he teased, laughing at the middle finger flipped his way from the mentioned man. ''Nut, I think we've got everything for the things you wanted to make, if not the store will still be open until like three if you need anything else.'' 

''It should be fine, they don't have that many ingredients to them anyways.'' He then patted Logan's thigh where it was slung over his lap. ''C'mon, food awaits.'' 

 

 

Breakfast was a family affair, the six of them sat around the large kitchen island, plates and cups spread out along the tabletop in front of them as they teased and jabbed at each other.

''Nut, what are you actually making? You just asked me if we had a lot of random stuff but never actually said what it was,'' Sirius asked around a mouthful of food. 

''Regie asked if I could make some Bannocks for you.'' Sirius' fork paused on its next shovel of food, looking between Leo and Reg silently. ''I don't have to. Only if you want,'' he assured, figuring that because it was something they used to do growing up, it might be a bit of a touchy topic. 

''No. No, that'd be great. Thanks, brother.'' Leo waved him off, bringing his glass to his lips. He caught Regulus' eye, the man gazing at him lovingly. Leo flushed, shaking his head lightly and busying himself with his food when he saw Finn and Logan smiling at him too. 

''Babe, can you teach me how to make them?'' Regulus asked after a few more minutes of idle chatter.

'''Course I can. Anyone else wanna learn?'' 

In the end, everyone, whether they knew what they were or not, wanted to help, which is how the kitchen was covered in flour and bread dough in less than an hour. 

Trying desperately to compose himself, Leo managed to wheeze his way through a sentence while looking at his captain gagging at the texture of the dough, shaking his hand to try and get it off while Remus crouched on the floor silently crying with laughter. Logan wasn't much better, trying to dry his eyes on the backs of his arms while he kneaded the dough in front of him. When Sirius' flinging finally succeeded, Finn had made the mistake of kneading his own small batch of dough next to him, meaning he ended up with a head-full of sticky mixture. In retaliation, Finn wiped his own sticky hands over Sirius' hair, the two of them wrestling on the tiles like they'd done so many times in the locker-room. 

A stray knee had dragged Regulus into the wrestle as well, leaving the three of them in a stand-off around the kitchen island. From where Leo, Logan and Remus were standing (very much out of the way), Regulus and Finn were doing the best, considering they were the two armed with eggs held up ready to throw.

''Mon loup! Help! I'm being attacked,'' Sirius shrieked, Remus shook his head and then headed over to the war-zone with half a bag of flour in hand. ''You know,'' Sirius said to the two inching around to his side of the island, ''this is considered mutiny. I am your captain.'' 

''We're hockey players, not pirates,'' Regulus laughed. Well, he laughed for a second before he was hit with a face full of flour, Remus smirking back at him, a humoured glint in his eye. ''Oh you're so done,'' he laughed, launching an egg straight at him. It hit him square in the chest, covering him in it as the three of them watched it drip down to plop on the floor. 

That started an all-out war, Leo and Logan inching further towards the side of the room, Logan recording them as they both cackled at the scene before them. The war eventually ended when Remus wiped out on a bit of egg, slipping like a cartoon character on a banana peel. With nothing broken but his pride (and a bruised tailbone), they all conceded that they should call it quits. 

An hour later, the kitchen was as clean as it was going to get and the Bannock breads were cooling on the side. Regulus insisted that the five of them go and drink their fresh warm drinks in the living room and that he'd be along soon, fighting Leo away from the sink when he tried to wash the dishes. When Sirius finally assisted him and dragged him away, Regulus began filling the sink with a faded smile. He jumped slightly when lips brushed against his neck, a chin tucking over his shoulder as his arms wound around his waist. From the fact the person wasn't having to bend down to lean against him, he knew instantly who it was. 

''Hey, baby.'' 

The lips against his neck smiled. ''Hi.'' Regulus tried focusing on washing up the pans they'd used, he really did, which is also how he ended up dropping the pan straight back in the water and being covered with a wave of warm, soapy water. ''What a shame,'' Logan drawled, slipping his hands underneath his shirt and dragging it up slowly. Regulus kept his laugh quiet. 

''Babe, my brother is literally right there.'' Even with his argument, he didn't stop Logan from pulling it completely off his body.

''I'm not doing anything scandalous, I'm just helping you out of wet clothes. It's winter, you could get sick.'' Regulus snorted, turning in Logan's arms. 

''My hero,'' Regulus smirked, slipping an arm low around his waist and the other coming to wrap around his shoulders, bringing him in closer. 

''Besides, you're allowed to make out against your own counters. It's a rule.'' Regulus breathed a laugh over Logan's lips, now brushing against his lightly as his hands gradually slid up the front of Regulus' torso. Pressing his head towards his, Regulus connected their lips, using the arm around his shoulders to press him closer. He dipped his other hand under the back of Logan's shirt, stroking along the small of his back delicately. ''Touch me properly,'' he complained, his lips brushing Regulus' as he spoke. ''It's not gonna hurt me, I took painkillers.''

Surprisingly to Logan, Regulus actually took him at his word, unlike Leo who would still fret and worry. Regulus backed him up towards the kitchen island behind him, grabbing the backs of his thighs and lifting him up onto it, setting him down gentler than he usually would have done. Logan couldn't find the heart to complain when he was kissing him again, instead opting to wrap his arms around his neck and squeeze his hips with his thighs. God, Regulus kissed like desperation was a person, pressing up and into him more and more and more, one hand resting atop his thigh, the other holding onto the side of his jaw to draw him further down. 

The slide of glass against marble had Logan flicking his head up at the same time Regulus swung his head to look over his shoulder. Even with his back to them, they both could tell Remus was smiling. 

''Don't mind me,'' he said, humour in his tone as he scooped a teaspoonful of sugar into his tea, ''just need more sugar.'' He looked at them as he turned, sugar jar replaced back where it belonged, and stirred his drink, heading back to the living room. ''Carry on.'' He disappeared around the corner, Regulus and Logan turning back to each other in silence for a second before Logan let out a snort, Regulus laughing and resting his head against his collarbone. 

Two hands cupping his cheeks guided his face away from Logan's chest, tilting it up towards him instead. The kisses were merely brushes of lips, soft pecks that had Regulus smiling. 

A soft breath of a laugh wafted over his face. ''Quoi?'' Regulus blinked his eyes open, looking like he was going to answer before he just stopped, smile still on his face as he looked at Logan. He waited a few seconds before he laughed again. ''Quoi?''

''Rien,'' he whispered, again, still smiling.

''It's obviously something. You're staring.'' Logan couldn't help but smile back at him, his eyes practically glowing grey as he looked up at him. 

Regulus shook his head a bit. ''You're so beautiful,'' he whispered. Logan's smile was blinding and seemingly unconscious even as his cheeks reddened and his ears burned slightly. He shook his head and leaned down to kiss him chastely, probably to shut him up when he opened his mouth to say something else. When he pulled back a little, Regulus squeezed his sides playfully.

''Don't shake your head at me,'' he grinned, squeezing more when Logan tried to wriggle out his grip. When he finally relented, Logan settled, the shadow of laughter still on his face. They both fell silent, right back to where they were before, Regulus gazing up at Logan. His eyes flicking back and forth between Logan's, Regulus let out a small breath of disbelief. ''Jesus Christ,'' he whispered. Logan almost asked him what he was talking about; then he realised he was on about him and he let out an incoherent noise, ducking his head to hide in the side of Regulus' neck. 

''Arrêt,'' he whined. ''You're making me nervous.'' Regulus wrapped his arms around his back, hugging him close with a happy sigh. 

'''M sorry,'' he said, not sounding sorry in the slightest.

Soon after that, Regulus finally managed to finish washing up, Logan drying what he washed. Grabbing their own drinks, they headed into the living room, hand-in-hand, Leo and Finn shuffling to make room for them to add to the pile of limbs on the sofa. 

In the midst of talking about flight plans and travel times, Sirius suddenly jumped up from the sofa, clapping his hands and facing the five of them looking at him with concern. 

''Who's up for some 3 V 3s?'' 

 

 

''I love this house,'' Finn announced. ''I love this house.'' There were scattered laughs as he walked around their basement rink, more than big enough for the six of them, in complete awe.

''Haven't you skated here before?'' Regulus questioned, confused. He was sure he'd seen some photos a year or so ago on the Lions' Instagram of a bunch of them down there. 

''Yeah, loads of times but baby, you've got a rink in your house.'' Regulus laughed brightly at his enthusiasm, passing along the pair of skates in his size as Remus handed Logan's his. Tying his own laces, he lifted his head to see Leo stood in front of him, looming in front of him more like with his skates on, holding two sticks. 

"Hey, babycakes." Leo's grin was wide and lopsided, his unkempt hair falling across his forehead. 

Regulus suppressed a laugh. "Babycakes?" 

"What? You don't like babycakes?" Regulus rose, stepping forwards into Leo's space, tilting his head up to look at him. 

"I don't not like it there are just a lot of other things I like you calling me instead."

"Babycakes isn't even a runner-up?" 

"Well when you've got princess, sweetie, darlin', little whore, baby, babe, your good slut and Regie-baby, babycakes just seems to pale a little in comparison, don't you think?" 

Leo's brow had risen with every word, the look on his face making Regulus think he actually might give into whatever he was thinking, company be damned. Instead, he leaned down, kissing him far too sweetly for the tension between them and slid a stick into his hand, giving his ass a little pat to wordlessly direct him onto the ice. 

Well, it wasn't all bad considering Leo retied his perfectly fine laces before he joined the rest of them, adjusting the front of his sweats while he was crouched. With a pep in his step, Regulus skated smoothly up to Finn, the man taking one look at his smug little grin before deciding he 'didn't want to know'. Leo joined a second later and they gathered in the centre, Finn instantly saying that there can't be two giants on one team. 

Leo and Sirius moved to face each other, Remus immediately joining Leo's team and raising a competitive brow at Sirius. Regulus followed him, playfully swatting at his brother with his stick on his way. Finn remained where he had been stood beside Sirius, Logan sliding smoothly into place on his Captain's other side, shooting a look that would have been more competitively unsettling if it wasn't for the soft glint in his eyes as he surveyed them. It was a look that said 'I love you...but I'm still going to beat you'.

With the teams decided, Sirius and Regulus slid up to centre ice, wacking at each other's ankles with their sticks while Leo dipped off to snag a puck from the pile on the ice in the corner. Coming up between them, he dropped it, swearing under his breath when Sirius quickly looped it away from Regulus' stick, a hair's breath behind his. He flicked it over to Finn who took off down the ice, straight for their net - Leo got there seconds before he did, Finn not even trying to shoot with how locked-in he was, instead passing it off into what looked to be empty ice until Logan appeared at the exact spot a second later. 

Regulus smiled to himself at their give-and-take, pull-and-tug mind-reading they always seemed to have on the ice; where one moved, the other moved; where one aimed, the other appeared; where one struggled, the other swept in to help. Shaking the thought out his head, Regulus wound his way around Sirius to Logan who was circling back around to try and catch Leo more off-guard. Reaching out, Regulus danced his fingers across his waist, brushing a kiss to his hair as he passed. He grinned again to himself as he heard Logan's confused shout when he'd returned his focus to the end of his stick and saw the puck missing, Regulus instead thundering his way towards their goal zone. 

With Finn having lingered around Leo to be there if Logan needed to pass it off to him, he, Logan and Sirius were all lagging behind him as he shot straight into their empty net, spinning one-legged on a skate, his arms slightly raised in a faux-nonchalant shrug. Remus clapped him on the back as he passed him, Regulus snagging another puck. He wasn't surprised to see Finn and Sirius flanking him as he turned with it on his stick, unconsciously registering that Logan wasn't far off either. Faking towards Finn, Regulus flicked it quickly over to where Leo was lingering at an edge of the rink. He playfully rolled his eyes when Sirius instantly caught his fake-out, easily taking the puck and taking off with it.

By the time they stopped, they had lost all count of any semblance of a score, replaced instead by playful tackles and distraction tactics that definitely wouldn't pass in a proper game. They all trudged back up to the kitchen, cursing their lack of foresight for not bringing down some bottled water as they all dripped with sweat on their way. Remus leaned heavily against the fridge door as he blindly threw five water bottles in their general direction, all of them being caught easily. He was still smiling as he leaned his back against the now-closed fridge, chugging down water as there were five mirrored smiles facing him. 

''Shower?'' Sirius asked, chest still heaving as he wiped water from his mouth. 

Remus nodded. ''Shower.'' Bottles forgotten on the side, they headed towards the stairs, leaving the four of them alone in the kitchen. Regulus barely had time to swallow his mouthful of water before he was kissed messily, Logan panting into his mouth while he still tried desperately to catch his breath. He was replacing Remus' position against the fridge thanks to the hand Logan had pressed to his chest to back him up against it. His hands fumbled to screw the lid back onto his bottle before it fell out his hand, his focus very much stolen by the man in front of him.

His hand tangled in the sweaty curls at the back of Logan's head, using it to tug himself up or him down, he didn't know. He arched his back to get closer to him, Logan's hand instantly settling at the bend of it to pull him up closer. It only remained there for a moment before it disappeared, along with the hand Logan had braced against the fridge next to Regulus' head. They reappeared a second later, grabbing handfuls of Regulus' thighs and tugging him up and into the circle of his arms, his legs wrapping around his hips as Regulus' body crumpled the reminders they had up on the fridge. 

Regulus chased after his lips desperately, not letting them separate for a second as he quickly adjusted himself against him so he wouldn't fall. He opened his mouth for Logan's tongue, the two of them panting into each other's mouths as they touched whatever part of the other they could reach. When Logan moved down to kiss along his neck, his tongue roving over his sweat-covered skin as his hands grabbed his ass through his sweats, squeezing roughly, Regulus' head flung back, smacking against the fridge so hard it would be painful if the entirety of his attention wasn't already busy focusing on something else - someone else. 

Eyes half-lidded and his face still flushed from the hours of exercise, his head lolled to the side as pleasure sparked across his skin at Logan's teeth against him. His eyes locked with Finn's, the man in a similar state, pinned against the counter with Leo pressed against his front, biting along his collarbone as he hitched Finn's leg up against his hip, grinding his hips into Finn's. Finn's fingers were digging into the muscle of Leo's back, holding onto him as close as Leo was holding onto him. 

Regulus' resolve snapped when he watched Finn break eye contact as his eyes rolled back into his skull, his spit-slick lips parted as he breathed out soft whines in response to whatever Leo was doing with his mouth against his skin. 

Using the hand he had still anchored in Logan's hair, he tugged insistently, harsher than he had intended to. It worked though, Logan lifting his head away from him, albeit barely, looking up at him through his lashes, his pupils already blown. 

''Upstairs,'' he panted. Logan gave the barest hint of a nod, walking away from the fridge with Regulus remaining held against him. Leo followed them wordlessly, holding onto Finn's hips and directing him up the stairs in front of him, kissing along the back of his neck as they ascended. 

Finn put all his focus into not falling up the stairs, keeping his eyes on his feet, inadvertently giving Leo more access to his neck as he did. His eyes caught the shirt Sirius had been wearing discarded on the stairs, a small smile spreading across his face as he pressed his hips back further into Leo's hold. Good on them, may as well get some time together in before Remus' family flew in tomorrow and the house was full. 

Light laughter echoed in Regulus' room as he was thrown onto his bed, Logan grinning back, tugging his shirt away from his body before crawling on top of him, fluidly grinding his body down into his as he kissed him deeply into the pillows. There were rhythmic, soft thuds as Leo and Finn stripped each other. 

''Can I fuck you?'' Logan mumbled.

''Yes.'' Regulus' tone was so wanton and pleading that Logan's hips faltered, a groan being breathed into his mouth. It made him smile a second later, Regulus lifting his hips to brush against Logan's again. 

He pulled away, his fingers hooking into Regulus' sweats and tugging them down as he did, throwing them across the room. Sliding his hands around Regulus' ankles, he pulled him down the bed, making the man let out a surprised sound as he was manhandled. He barely had time to process where he was before his shirt was coming up and over his head. The bed creaked as Finn and Leo climbed on, Finn's palm cupping Regulus' cheek and guiding his face to turn to him, licking into Regulus' mouth sensually. Regulus' toes curled where his legs were splayed either side of where Logan was knelt on the bed. 

''How'd you feel about your mouth being full while Lo fucks you?'' Finn whispered, his forehead resting against Regulus'. 

''Both!'' he said instantly. ''Want both of you. Take turns,'' he panted. With a moan at the thought, Finn shifted his hand so it was gripping his chin, holding his face as he kissed him, dominating every inch of his mouth as Leo's large hand slid over the front of his boxers as Logan lubed up his fingers courtesy of Leo grabbing the bottle off the nightstand for him.  His boxers were slipped down his legs moments later, Regulus bending his legs so Leo could pull them the rest of the way off. 

''Spread your legs, baby.'' Regulus complied to Logan's request instantly, shuffling his hips so he was laid back comfortably, Finn still kissing him within an inch of his life. His breath hitched at the first brush of Logan's fingers against his hole, legs unconsciously spreading further to give him more room. ''I've got you, love,'' he whispered. There was a shuffle and then Logan's warm breath was caressing the inside of his thigh, the muscle of it twitching at the sensation. He groaned into Finn's mouth when Logan's tongue brushed against the base of his shaft at the same time his finger slid inside him, giving way with little pressure. At how loose he was around him, he pushed another in with his next forward thrust, scissoring them inside him, stretching him out slowly as he teased patterns with his tongue up and down his length. 

Logan worked him like this under he had fully hardened under his tongue, hot and throbbing against it as his walls stretched gradually. Easing in a third finger, Logan flicked his eyes up when Regulus clenched down around him. He instantly noticed Finn's fingers pinching roughly at his chest, Regulus' hand tugging at the bedsheets as he began rocking his hips into Logan's fingers. He was being tormented, pleasure coming at him from hands all over his body and he was loving it, giving himself into what they gave him in return. 

''Roll over, princess,'' Logan rasped, slipping his fingers out and giving the side of his thigh a pat as he stood from the bed to finally take his sweats and boxers off, sighing at the confining pressure being removed from his hard cock. Finn pulled away, letting him manoeuvre himself onto his stomach. Leo shuffled forward from where he'd been knelt next to them, slowly jerking himself with a feather-light touch as he watched Logan lying between his legs. He placed a hand on each of Regulus' hips, urging him up onto his knees. 

''No, no, no, little princess,'' Leo said softly, ''keep your shoulders on the bed. Just do what I say, okay?'' Regulus nodded instantly, staying still until he was directed again. ''Keep your knees under you.'' He smoothed his hand down from the curve of his ass to between his shoulder blades. ''Arch for me, lean your weight back onto your knees.'' He let out a shaky breath as Regulus' spine dipped into a deep arch, his hand going back the way it came and following the line of it and ending it with a spank much softer than the ones he usually gave. ''God you are so fucking pretty.'' 

The mattress under Regulus' knees dipped as Logan came to kneel behind him, his hands stroking up the sides of his thighs as he kissed the base of his spine. ''I'm gonna fuck you nice and slow for a little bit. Then you can have your mouth filled.'' Regulus in response just swayed his hips back and forth slowly, Logan laughing and kissing his spine once more. ''Okay, okay.'' There was the usual wet sound of lube as Logan stroked himself with a handful of it, Regulus' cock twitching in response. 

''What, baby?'' Finn smiled, smoothing a hand through his damp hair. ''Why you laughing?'' 

''I've been Pavlov-ed. I hear lube and all my blood goes to my dick.'' There were laughs all round, Finn rubbing his thumb over Regulus' cheek as he shook his head softly. 

Leo shuffled to kneel next to Finn, kissing him briefly before whispering for him to sit back against the headboard next to where Regulus' head was lying on the sheet just below the pillows. He lay between Finn's legs, kissing and sucking hickies into the inside of his thighs and then slipped his lips around his tip, wasting no time in swirling his tongue in wet circles around the head. Finn rested his head back, letting himself just be still and pliant while Leo worked him. He listened to Logan shuffle his weight on his knees, steadying himself as he pushed slowly inside Regulus, easing in gently, gauging his pace off of Regulus' face and sharp intakes of breath when it got a little much all at once. 

He blinked his eyes open when a hand tangled with his, smiling when he saw Regulus with his eyes closed, his mouth open as he panted out small groans as he was stretched wider and wider; it was like he'd reached out for him without knowing. Finn tangled their fingers together, squeezing softly as he traced the bumps of his knuckles with his thumb, his other hand resting on top of Leo's head, following the bob of his head. His cock throbbed in his throat when he heard Logan's choked off breath followed a second later by a breathy moan as he bottomed out inside him. 

''Tell me when it's good, mon cœur.'' There was another moan as Regulus rocked backwards slightly, more of a grind than anything. While he waited for Regulus to adjust to him, he bent himself over him, pressing his front against his spine and kissing small pecks to his skin. 

''You can move now,'' he mumbled after a few minutes. Logan placed one last kiss behind his ear before he pulled back, just slightly, keeping one hand steady on his hip and one hand balanced on the mattress just to the side of his head. He pulled out slowly, groaning at the warm drag of his walls against him before he eased back in. He choked out a moan when Regulus pushed his hips back insistently. 

He grazed his teeth against his shoulder in retaliation and then began fucking in and out of him properly. Regulus was moaning constantly into the sheets, his hand tightening around Finn's. 

''Si plein, si plein.'' 

''You're gonna be feeling me till we get back - je promets. Then when we are, I'll fuck you over and over and over again until you can't take it anymore.'' 

''You promise about that, too?'' Regulus whined.

''Yeah, baby, I promise. Whatever you want.'' Regulus shifted to push up onto his elbows so he could fuck back against him harder, panting out damp breaths as sweat dripped down his temples. A hand in his hair guiding him to bring his head up from where it was dropped down towards the mattress and was met with Leo and Finn knelt in front of him. He opened his mouth immediately, taking Leo's cock between his lips and bobbing his head eagerly. He shifted his weight onto his one arm, raising the other to wrap around Finn's cock, twisting and jerking him the way he knew he liked. 

He let Leo guide him off his cock and down onto Finn's, Regulus swapping his hand to jerk Leo instead. When he got too close and too distracted by Logan fucking into him deeper and deeper, he nodded in response to Finn's wordless question, keeping his throat relaxed enough for them to fuck into, following wherever the hand in his hair guided him to. 

Logan's breath stuttered a few times, the man going silent as he buried himself in deep and ground his hips into him as he pumped him full of cum. Resting his forehead against the top of his spine, Logan shivered as the aftershocks of his orgasm rocked through him. 

''Fuck,'' he mumbled. When the white noise stopped ringing in his ears, he heard Regulus whimpering mindlessly around the cock fucking into his throat. He wrapped his hand around his cock, rocking his hips through the oversensitivity, angling them so his cock brushed against his prostate as he jerked him off quickly. Regulus came when Finn came down his throat, tears sliding down his face as he trembled through it. He swallowed Finn's cum with a moan, blinking his eyes open to look up at Leo with watery eyes. 

Leo was a strong man, but not that damn strong. He came seconds later, painting Regulus' tongue with cum; all of which was swallowed before Regulus leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock to clean the last drop. He winced when Logan pulled out, mumbling a soft apology. 

 

 

Eventually, they got up and showered, well, they stood under the spray until they could be bothered to actually scrub the sweat off their skin. Regulus was the last out the bathroom and stopped in his tracks when he saw the coloured Christmas bags on the bed. 

''We're doing gifts now?'' 

''Well, we did say we were going to have our own little Christmas before we left,'' Logan answered, coming to kiss his lips gently, handing him a pair of boxers. 

After he'd tugged them on, Regulus went over to the corner of his room, where there were multiple bags lined up in front of his wardrobe for the boys and everyone that was going to be with him Christmas morning. They'd agreed to do little bits, just small sentimental things for their first Christmas. The three of them had explained to Regulus that they always just send their gifts in advance over to wherever each of the boys were going to be staying for the holidays so their gifts to each other were already in NYC, NOLA and Quebec. He collected the three bags for the boys and joined them on the bed, sitting with his back against the headboard next to Finn as Logan snuggled between them, lying back with his head on Regulus' lap and the rest of his body stretched over Finn's. Leo leaned, propped up on an elbow, near Regulus' lap, his body stretching diagonally across the bed as he smiled at Finn as he caught him scanning his eyes across his torso as he spread out on the bed. 

They began with Regulus' gifts, Finn's being the first in the row. 

He shuffled the tissue paper tucked over the top of the bag out the way and instantly looked up at Regulus, his jaw dropped. ''You did not.'' Regulus couldn't help but laugh as he ran his fingers through Logan's hair. Finn pulled out the book and flicked through it with gentle hands, stopping to look at the artwork in the centre of it with a wistful smile. ''Who told you this was my favourite?'' 

''Alex mentioned before your mom used to read it to you both all the time when you were little. He kept going on and on about how much he hated it but your mom would still read it because of how much you loved it.'' 

''So you found the most gorgeous special edition you could?'' 

''Figured it'd be a keep-sake. And it'd look pretty on Lo's shelves so,'' he ended with a shrug, smiling once again as Finn's eyes roved over it once more. He placed it carefully back into the bag, tucking it away before leaning over to kiss him as carefully as he'd handled the book. 

''Thank you, princess.'' 

Leo's was next, the man sitting up with a happy shout as soon as he smelt it. ''You wonderful, wonderful man,'' he exclaimed, kissing over Regulus' cheeks. ''Do you know how long they've been sold out of this?'' 

''Yes,'' Regulus teased, ''I bribed the seller to save me a pack.'' 

''Really?'' Leo asked, shocked.

''No,'' Regulus snorted, ''I just signed up to get emails whenever they restocked their spice mixes.'' The four of them cracked up, three in disbelief Leo hadn't thought to do that beforehand and Leo at himself as well. Several kisses later, Regulus nudged Logan's bag over to him as he sat up and leaned back against Regulus' side. He watched, chewing on his lip, as he took it out, flipping the pages one after another after another until Regulus was sure he'd go through every page individually. ''You said before that you wanted to know what other people thought. So, I read it and just wrote down whatever random thoughts came to mind.'' 

''Baby, this isn't random thoughts, this is...this is amazing.'' Logan eyes scanned over the scribbles in the margins, the post-it notes tacked to the tops of pages, folded over so they wouldn't cover the page so much, the tabs pointing at different sections. His favourite book through the eyes of one of his favourite people. 

''You like it?'' 

''I love it. So much.'' Logan turned his head to look at him over his shoulder for the first time. With the arm he had slung over Logan's shoulder, he pulled him in, kissing him slowly, thankful to god he liked it. ''I'm gonna read this while we're away and talk your ear off about it.'' 

''Can't wait, baby.'' A shuffle from Leo had everyone turning his attention over to where he was reaching for the gifts they had for Regulus. What caught his attention next was the box Leo held in his hand.

''Right, you can't complain, we were going to get you one anyway so we figured we may as well make it a Christmas gift.'' When Regulus questioned what they were up to, considering he clocked the poorly-covered grins on their faces, Leo just held out the box. 

Taking it, Regulus opened it and immediately opened his mouth to argue. ''Turn it over.'' Regulus paused at the order, slipping the silver watch out the box and doing what Leo had said. There was a fine engraving of a lion, simple but symbolic. It took Regulus a second more of looking and a twist of the watch away from the light to see it was, more specifically, a cub. ''We all have one,'' Leo explained, his thumb stroking along Regulus' knee. 

''I've seen,'' he said softly, thankful that his voice didn't crack. ''I just thought you guys liked the same style of watch.'' There were three small laughs, more wet and quiet than the previous ones had been. It was true, he'd noticed in the first few days of being around the team, when he was firmly in observation rather than talking and making friends mode; Leo's was perfect gold, Finn's a deep, steel blue and Logan's black all the way through and now Regulus' was silver, bright and clean. And all, apparently, had the same engraving that tied them all together, that no one would know about but them. With, as Finn so rightly pointed out earlier, so much of their lives on public display, they would have this - all to themselves, they would have this. 

Shedding a few more tears than he thought he was going to over Christmas gifts and once he'd given them all his thanks and sweet kisses, he accepted the next gift that Leo passed over.

''This won't make me cry, right? I don't think I can handle another one to make me cry just yet.'' 

Leo made a small noise and pulled a face that had a small giggle echoing from Logan as he slipped the item out of Regulus' hands, replacing it with a bag instead. ''We'll save that one until last then.'' 

When he responded to Regulus' exasperated look with a cheeky grin and nothing more,  Regulus opened the gift from Logan, who called out credit for it. Taking the lid off the box, he gave him a sceptical sideways glance and took out the smaller box, giving a humoured groan when another box waited after that; and another and another and just one more tiny box in the centre. ''Only you would get me the fucking Russian nesting doll of Christmas gifts.'' Logan gave a proud laugh before urging him to open it. He unfolded the small piece of paper inside it. 

'Merry Christmas Regie - look in your bottom drawer. Love, Lolo'

''Look in my bottom drawer?'' Logan just waved his hand to usher him over to his chest of drawers. Regulus stood, Leo leaning out the way so he could slide out of bed and pad over to it, crouching down and gasping. ''Yes! Oh my fucking god, I love you.'' Regulus pulled out the soft blanket, standing and kicking the drawer shut as he fluffed it out. Yes, it was one of the ridiculously large ones that Remus had downstairs, except with pictures of the four of them all over it. 

''Jesus Christ, Lo, I didn't see that bit,'' Finn said, cackling. ''Look at the other side,'' Finn explained at Regulus' lost look as to why Leo was lying back with his hands over his face and laughing like he was going to die. 

In all honesty, the dying part was Regulus' first reaction too. ''Logan!'' 

''What?'' he responded, affronted. ''I made a family friendly side too. You're just gonna have to be careful about which side's facing up when someone might come in.'' 

Regulus genuinely had no words to argue back to that as he stared at the less cute-couple photos and the more half-naked ones. He looked over at Logan as he walked back to the bed, clutching it to him as he returned to his space and fluffing it out over himself and Logan, Finn's legs getting covered too as Leo took his space back at Regulus' lap and got comfy on top of the soft fabric. ''Never change,'' he laughed, kissing the bend of Logan's shoulder. 

''I won't,'' Logan teased back, snuggling into him. 

''Okay,'' Finn began, ''mine next.'' Leo passed Regulus Finn's bright red, candy cane design bag. ''Loops gets credit for the idea, the adorable execution is down to me.'' 

''I'll keep that in mind,'' Regulus mused, reaching into the bag and feeling something soft against his fingers. He smiled brightly at the stuffed white bunny, giving Finn a glance that made him laugh when he shrugged unapologetically at the little reminder of Logan's birthday. He flipped the bunny over to read the back of the little Lions jersey it had on and felt his heart squeeze for the man to his left when he saw it was decorated with his number and 'Regie' instead of the usual 'Black' that was on his game jersey. His Finn, always looking out even for the littlest things.

It was true that the idea was from Remus. Every year since he'd gotten there, he gave him a bear, a small one, a big one, it didn't matter. Just a bear. When Regulus had been living there for almost four months and Remus saw that he had absolutely no personal decoration in his room whatsoever, Regulus had come back that same day to a simple brown bear on his bed. Something that was his to own, a gift, something to keep him company with all the hours he'd lock himself away in his room back then. 

''I'm getting a bunny every year then?'' Regulus asked softly, smiling. 

''I'm a bit more inventive than Loops, I'll switch it up.'' He gazed back at Regulus when the man just kept smiling, eyes full of fondness. 

''Thank you, mon rouge,'' he whispered, getting a bright O'Hara smile back.

''In the same vein of decor,'' Leo said, holding out the penultimate bag, ''here's mine.'' 

Regulus raised a brow and tugged the bag towards him, picking out a wrapped gift, tearing the paper off of it and seeing it was a photo frame, the back facing up. He flipped it to see a photo of the team at the first team outing Regulus actually accepted the offer to attend. It was bowling. There had been many twelve games of different team members until the next combination was them. The team babies, the rest of the team insisted, although the 'cubs' technically were no longer rookies and hadn't been for a few years. 

Regulus had won, by some grace of god (that meaning the boys letting him win), and the photo showed him beaming (and bright red) as the team all cheered for him. ''Merci, mon amour. I've been wanting a team photo that isn't paparazzi,'' he joked. 

''I know,'' he teased, kissing his knee. Regulus pulled a face at him, making the man laugh as he leaned down to place a sweet kiss to his lips. ''Now for the crying one again.'' 

Regulus took a deep breath that was originally meant as a joke but turned out to be much-needed considering all the things it might be after the watch. Leo handed him the small box once more, Regulus sliding off the lid to see a metal key chain looking at him. A picture of the four of them celebrating after Regulus' first goal with the Lions. Leo had his pillowed arms wrapped around his shoulders from behind him, his mask flipped up to show his beaming face; Logan was screaming, naturally, his arms raised in a cheer from beside Regulus, Finn was in a similar state, also screaming his head off, his eyes bright even in the photo as he cupped the sides of his face, which was stuck in some mixture of disbelief and poorly-hidden elation. 

Regulus chuckled at the image, picking it up out the box and going to comment until he froze. Under the photo and hooked onto the chain was a silver key. A house key. 

At the same time, he thought of a thousand things to say and nothing. 

''I only got you small things,'' was what came out, the tears building in his eyes rolling down his cheeks. 

''Are these good tears or 'we've moved far too fast and scared the shit out of you' tears?'' Logan asked gently. 

''Bon,'' he choked out, bringing his hand up to rub at his eyes as his throat tightened. The hand he had on the key tightened too. 

''Oh, mon chou,'' Leo mumbled. 

''Are you sure?'' he asked, looking at the three of them individually before looking back at the key in his hand. 

''Everyone that lives in that house will always want you there. Whenever you want to be there, you can,'' Finn said, looking directly at him so there could be no mistakes.

Regulus sniffed and smiled. ''Even if you aren't there and I go over and eat all your food and leave?'' he joked.

''Yes,'' Leo smiled back, ''just text us and let us know if we've run out of milk.'' 

After a few minutes, Regulus had calmed down and stopped staring at the key like it would disappear from his hand and they were all cuddled up under the blanket - family friendly side up. They had about six more hours until the boys had to start getting ready to leave. Until then, Regulus would stay with his blanket, his bunny and his boyfriends in bed. Until then, they were right next to him and he had no reason to feel alone. 

Chapter 19: Goodbyes, Family and Facetimes

Summary:

Hiii my darlings
the next chapter is HEREE
deciding how to format the texts took longer than i thought it would but we got there in the end!!
(lie to me and tell me i did a wonderful job if you spot any mistakes, i live in a constant state of blissful ignorance)
this one is quite sappy and sweet - there's still smut i promise - and there are many features of the families and Jules being cute

FOR ANYONE THAT HASNT READ BACKGROUND FICS ON THIS AU - Julian AKA Jules is Remus' little brother - in this he's about 12

also no one can change my mind that logan is an emoji guy and finn has perfect grammar when texting 😌

I hope you enjoy my loves - Flo xxx

 

~ 11,000

Regulus had never prayed for a cookie to last so long in his life; he nibbled on his own slowly, keeping his bites measured and chewing languidly. Once they'd eaten the cookies from the show, the boys would start getting ready to leave to get to the airport and through security with enough time to spare to actually get on their planes on time. Now full on the dinner Sirius and Remus had made and having them for a dessert, he was sat in Finn's lap. He'd gradually scooted closer and closer to him throughout dinner until the man reached to drag his plate over to rest next to his and then slid him the rest of the way over with an arm around his waist, all the while never breaking his stream of conversation with Sirius about the new skates that had recently come out (and why he already hated them). Neither the boys nor his brother or Loops had given it a second glance, leaving Regulus to continue eating his food with a flush that he willed to die down as quickly as possible. 

Eventually, he swallowed the final bite, shifting on Finn's lap when Remus and Sirius began collecting the plates off the table, waving away offers to help with a pointed look at Regulus picking at the skin of his thumb. When they'd left, Finn's hands curled over Regulus', bringing them up to kiss the backs of his knuckles and hold them securely down in his lap, resting his chin on his shoulder. 

''Baby, you're breaking my heart,'' he whispered, his voice thick. 

''Désolé,'' he mumbled, genuinely sorry he was making this harder for them than it was already was. He knew they had struggled before with leaving, they'd told him about what it was usually like when they had first began planning flights out of Gryff. He was being selfish. Taking a deep breath, he twisted in Finn's lap, hooking his arm over his shoulder and kissed him softly, smiling at him when he looked at him worriedly. ''I'll get you some drinks for on the plane,'' he grinned, kissing him once more before hopping up off his lap and heading towards the kitchen. None of them decided to mention that they could grab something for themselves at the airport, letting him do what he was determined to do to preoccupy himself. 

They didn't have much else they needed to prepare; they all had backpacks as their carry-ons and small suitcases for the rest of their things - mostly their families' gifts rather than things for their time away, hence the carry-ons. 

Regulus came back over to the table, three water bottles and three fizzy drinks in hand. ''I figured you could take one of both, wasn't sure what you wanted.''

''Regie,'' Leo said, reaching for him and pushing his chair out from the table, ''c'mere.'' Regulus forced a smile, bouncing over to him with a movement he felt like used all of his energy. He dipped onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and looking at him with what he hoped was a good facade of curiosity instead of impending dread. ''I'm upset too.'' 

Regulus' face dropped, his shoulders sagging. ''Je sais, I don't mean to make it harder for everyone.'' 

''Babe,'' Logan said, looking affronted, ''he meant it's okay for you to be upset as well. We know it sucks. We expect it to suck but we've done it before. You haven't. We remember what the first time was like; we all damn near booked earlier planes back. The only reason we didn't was because Gryff's airport was shut down because of snow,'' Logan's light smile as he explained made a matching one appear on Regulus' face, small but there. 

''When do you fly back again?''

''Evening of the 29th so we'll be back early hours of the 30th,'' Finn supplied. 

''The 30th,'' Regulus repeated to himself, almost as if trying to assure himself that he could do it. Six full days. 

''Boys,'' Remus peeked his head around the corner, giving a sad smile, ''your Uber's on its way.'' 

''Thanks, Loops,'' Logan replied, the smile he gave him in return enough of a good sign for his worry for his surrogate younger brother to ebb slightly. Seeing the now-faded smiles on his boyfriends' faces when he turned back to them, Logan proposed an idea. ''Hey. Lets go out when we get back. New Years' Day. Lets do something; then we can go to Celeste's for dinner. I told you that I'd agreed to go, right?'' he checked.

''Yeah, baby, you did,'' Finn smiled. ''That's a great idea.''

''Can we go to an aquarium?'' Regulus asked, flushing slightly when they all looked at him with fond eyes. ''I've never been to one,'' he explained. And had always wanted to go to one, he didn't say.

''And aquariums tend to have fairly dull lighting which I think will be helpful with the hangovers we're gonna have after New Years,'' Leo laughed. 

They sat together planning out the day until Sirius, this time, yelled to let them know the Uber was about five minutes away. With Regulus dutifully putting a bottle of water and fizzy drink in each of their bags as promised, the boys triple-checked that they had their passports and boarding passes securely in a pocket of something they wouldn't take off and then they were ready. Sirius and Remus headed over to say their own goodbyes, both of them whispering promises to keep an eye on him while they were gone when the three of them asked for them. They then disappeared into the living room, giving them their space to say their own goodbyes. 

Finn reached for him first when he looked up at the three of them with teary eyes, holding the back of his head and guiding his face into his shoulder, taking his own shuddering breath as he buried his nose in his hair. Logan and Leo stood to the side, Logan tucked under Leo's arm as he pressed kisses to his temple. 

Regulus' choked sob got the three of them, Leo turning his head to the ceiling as his mouth tightened, Logan's arms squeezing around him as he ducked his head. 

''I love you, baby,'' Finn mumbled, his voice strained and rough. 

''I love you,'' Regulus breathed back, giving him one last tight squeeze before he stepped back. Kissing his forehead, Finn smiled at him sadly and then turned away, rubbing at his eyes and trying to compose himself before the Uber got there. Regulus turned towards where Logan and Leo were to be met with Logan in front of him and instantly reached to wrap his arms around his neck, holding him close as Logan's arms slid around him just as quickly. 

''Say hi to Noelle from me,'' he whispered into Logan's neck. 

''I will. Make sure little Loops doesn't eat all Hope's leftovers.'' Logan's voice broke on the last word, a few stuttering breaths following it as he heard Regulus make a soft, sad laugh in response. 

''I'll distract him with hockey talk if he tries,'' he assured him. ''Je t'aime, mon ange.'' 

''Je t'aime aussi, mon beau.'' Logan pulled back a little, moving his hands to cup Regulus' cheeks and press several sweet kisses to his lips before guiding him seamlessly into Leo's arms. The man practically swallowed Regulus in his hold, ducking his own head down so he was hunched almost comically down to press his cheek against his temple.

''My love,'' he whispered into his ear. ''We'll be back soon.'' Regulus gave a little nod against his neck, squeezing his own arms, wrapped tightly around Leo's ribs in return. ''J'ai hâte de tout dire sur toi à ma maman.'' 

Despite the tears staining his cheeks and the Uber pulling up outside, Regulus giggled quietly into his chest. ''Make sure you make me sound good, yeah?'' 

''Oh, I don't know if I'm that good of a liar,'' Leo straightened and looked down at him. Regulus removed his head from his chest, trying to glare at him though the effect was lost with his teary eyes. He smacked him lightly on the chest before turning back to where Finn was standing, all the bags and cases ready to go as he waved to the Uber to give them two more minutes. 

''Where's Lo?'' 

''He forgot something upstairs - here he is. Got everything, sweetheart?'' 

Logan nodded as he bounded down the stairs, coming to join them and slinging his bag over his shoulder, giving Regulus a deep kiss and a tight squeeze before he left, going to start helping the driver pack their suitcases into the car. Leo kissed him once, softly and rubbed his thumb against his cheekbone, smiling down at him and then following Logan. Seeing Finn was once again teary-eyed, Regulus pushed up onto his toes and kissed his nose, making the man give a shadow of a grin and then promptly pull him into a hug. The sound of the boot shutting once they had finished getting all their luggage in was the one thing that made Finn let him go, grabbing his own bag and then walking out to the car. 

Hovering at the door, Regulus leaned against the frame as they got into the car, Logan blowing him a kiss through the window before they disappeared from view. He felt his lip tremble despite his attempts to stop it and gave a sharp sniff before turning on his heel and closing the door behind him.

''We're watching a movie if you wanna join us,'' Remus offered gently when Regulus entered the kitchen. 

''I think I'm just gonna go to bed,'' he answered, for once not waving him away when he kissed the top of his head as he went past, towards the living room. Sirius was hovering at the entrance to it, looking worried. ''I'm alright. I'm just tired,'' he assured him, thankful when he nodded and gave him a tight hug before following Remus. Regulus bee-lined to his bathroom, occupying himself with the methodical process of brushing his teeth. He then went around his room and carefully placed his gifts to the boys that they were keeping at his until they got back in the corner - except Logan's; he'd taken the book with him to read while he was away. 

It was only when he went to crawl into his freshly-made bed (courtesy of Leo keeping his promise from that morning and helping him change the sheets) that he noticed the box placed in the centre of it; propped up against the bunny from Finn. With a small smile to himself, he sat on his bed in front of it, laying the box flat and lifting off the lid. His head tilted with confusion when there were three bottles in individual slots. He picked up the small piece of card laying in the centre, flipping it over and reading the neat scrawl that was Finn's handwriting. 

''For whenever we aren't there to wear your (our) clothes. Love, your boys xxx''

Taking out the first, he took the lid off the fragrance and breathed in deeply. He blinked, spritzing some of the cologne into the air in front of him and then breathing in again. It was Logan. Well, his cologne. Stupidly-large smile on his face, he did the same for the other two, Leo's then Finn's. Standing, he went over to his drawers and tugged open the top one, Logan's hoodie the first thing in there. 

It was like that that he crawled into bed, Logan's hoodie on, the inside sprayed with each of their colognes, the bunny laid against the pillow in front of him. He traced its stitched features with his fingertip, the little lion on the front of its jersey, then wrapped an arm over it and pulled it towards him, resting his cheek against the soft fur of its face. He lifted the neck of the hoodie closer up to his face, breathing in as he closed his eyes, tears turning the fur damp. He blinked his eyes open and glanced up to his bedside table, barely visible in the darkness of his room. 

The picture frame propped there was new, the photo of him and the team at bowling, the house key and keyring tucked into the corner of the frame. Grabbing his phone from off his mattress in front of him, he checked the time and was surprised how long he'd been laying there. 

00:04 - Leo's flight was almost due to leave. Flicking it off, he slid it back across the mattress, a new round of tears flowing as he sniffed, burrowing his face further down.

 

 

The walk to his gate didn't take half as long as he wanted it to. Leo scrubbed a hand down his face before he felt Finn's warm hand on his arm, urging him to turn. He was met with both Finn and Logan wrapping their arms around him. His own arms found their way around their shoulders, trying to keep his breathing steady enough that the tears in his eyes wouldn't fall. 

''I love you both,'' he mumbled, the threat of tears growing as he heard two whispers of it back.

''Say hi to the in-laws from us,'' Finn followed his with. That, at the very least, made him smile. 

''I will, mon amour.'' He leaned back, looking down at Logan and cupping his cheek. ''I'll see you soon,'' he reminded him. 

''See you soon,'' he whispered, his voice choked. With a few more kisses to each of their lips, he went through to his gate. 

 

 

Regulus tossed for what seemed like the 100th time. He glanced again at his phone. 1:12 - there goes Logan's flight. And another hundred times. 1:53 - there was Finn's. He pressed his lips together to stop himself from taking the gasping breath he needed, forcing himself instead to breathe in deeply through his nose. He eventually fell asleep, the bunny tucked close to his face as the neck of his hoodie was pressed to his nose, his new blanket smothering him with heat he didn't need. 

When he was younger, he used to insist on sleeping with the window cracked. Even in the middle of Winter. One degree too hot and he couldn't sleep; it drove Sirius mad whenever they both used to pile into one bed after a particularly bad day. Now, he needed the stifling warmth of body heat to even consider being tired. He still felt cold, with sweat dampening his temple and sticking the fabric of his hoodie to his spine, he might as well have been freezing. 

He couldn't remember the last time he'd woken up so early without an alarm blaring at him - certainly before he moved to the Lions. His phone offered him a reason to smile though. 

 

3:42 Peanut: just landed. waiting at baggage claim. goodnight, regie baby. loves, text me when you land safely. i love you xxx

4:59 Shortcake: i'm on my way home, noelle came and got me bc she loves me. she says hey. sleep well, baby. get home safe fishy. love you right back ❤❤

5:04 Peanut: hey elle!!! she's going for the favourite sister award. mama says she misses you both xxx

5:36 Freckles: Finally at home. Sorry I didn't text you on the way, the airport had shit reception. I hope you sleep well princess. Tell Mama Knut her favourite misses her too and Lo tell noels the same ;) I love you all xx

 

Regulus knew they'd probably all be trying to get a few extra hours of sleep in, especially considering it had only just gone half past seven and extra especially because Leo was now running an hour behind the three of them but he still texted back, not bothering to wait until they would be awake. 

 

7:34 You: glad you landed safe. missing you already. tell noelle i said hi and that she definitely deserves the best sister award. thank you for my last gift. it's perfect. love you xx

 

He had to stop himself from telling them all to say hi to their respective parents from him. They didn't know him, well, they did, they just didn't know he was...involved, now. They had all asked him if he was okay with them being told, of course he was. He kind of preferred it though, not being there when they told him, not having to see their reactions. If it was bad he knew they'd all downplay it to him and he was definitely a believer in blissful ignorance. 

Sitting up in bed, he huffed out a sigh, rubbing his eyes. The rest of the Lupin clan wouldn't be there until about noon but a small smile still crept across Regulus' face at the thought of seeing them again. To pass the time, he did what he always did when he was unsure about what he was feeling - went on the ice. 

Keeping yet another puck on the end of his stick, Regulus glared at the goal on the opposite end of the rink, envisioning the players coming at him from all sides and pushed off his back foot firmly, zipping and twisting his way through his invisible attackers. He went through the new play Coach had explained as a theory before they had gone off for Christmas, something for them to mull over while they were relaxing in their various corners of the world. He went through it again and again and again until his fifth perfect run of it was interrupted by a solid weight slamming into his back, hands and feet too small to be his brother or Remus' clambering to wrap around him before he lost his grip. He slid to a stop, the feet solidly gaining purchase on the ice before he turned and dropped his stick, instead ruffling Julian's hair and accepting the tackle-hug he received yet again. 

''Hey, Jules, I didn't think you guys would be here until later.'' 

Julian looked up at him (having to tilt his head back far less than he had done the last time they had seen each other) and furrowed his brows. ''What do you mean? We're on time.'' 

''It's twelve already?'' 

Julian grinned boyishly - ''Yeah, how long have you been down here?'' 

''A hell of a lot longer than I thought apparently,'' he chuckled, hooking his arm around Julian's shoulders, partly to hold him upright, as he skated to the edge of the rink. 

''Can we have a few rounds before we fly back?'' 

''A few? I thought I was supposed to be the old one. You grow a few inches and all of a sudden you can only handle a few hours on the ice?'' Julian shoved at him with a shoulder, again much stronger than he remembered, seriously what was Hope feeding this kid? Regulus chuckled again, getting him onto secure floor before he stepped off the ice himself. Julian dutifully passed him his towel as he unlaced his skates, putting them back in the cupboard before towelling off his hair and slinging it around his neck. ''C'mon, I gotta ask your mom what she's been feeding you.'' 

''I'm not that much taller.'' 

''Oh I wasn't on about height I was on about you gettin' so slow,'' he jibed.

He jogged up the stairs to avoid the elbow coming his way, Julian sprinting straight up the stairs after him. They were rough-housing until they reached the kitchen, Hope instantly making a disproving noise so motherly that Regulus' heart squeezed. He'd missed them. 

''Regie!'' Lyall shouted, heading over to him and pulling him into a hug, paying absolutely no mind to the fact he stank and was covered in sweat. '''S good to see you, kid.'' 

''Good to see you too, Mr Lupin.'' He hugged him back just as tightly, grinning broadly when he gave him a fond pat on the cheek. An equally bright smile was flashed at him before Hope was pulling him down into a hug. ''Sorry I'm so sweaty,'' he laughed. 

''Nonsense, if I refused to hug you lot whenever you stank I'd never hug any of my sons again.'' The first time she'd referred to him as her son, he went to the bathroom and cried. Sirius had walked straight in a minute later. He'd done the same thing, he told him, sat in the bathroom and ugly cried. Since then, it had never once been awkward, never once been odd to be called that. It was just the way they were. She cupped his cheeks, examining him as she always did to make sure he wasn't mortally wounded and she hadn't noticed. ''What on earth happened to your eye?!'' 

''Oh,'' he'd forgotten about that, ''had a bit of a fight with a resistance band.'' He looked over at Jules and stuck his tongue out when he snorted. 

Hope just shook her head with a small sigh. ''Apart from that, all in one piece?''

''All in one piece,'' he assured her. She gave a pleased nod and let him go, Remus passing him a Gatorade that he chugged down. Julian was up on the counter, grinning as he chatted animatedly with Sirius. 

''Your phone went off a few times,'' Remus told him before continuing his conversation with his parents about how their flight was. He grabbed it from where he'd apparently left it on the kitchen island earlier and smiled. 

 

11:23 Peanut: we figured if not we'd be slacking on our boyfriend duties to keep our clothes smelling like us. you were awake early princess. are the rest of the loops there yet?

12:21 You: says you. they just got here, jules is huge now i didn't think kids grew this fast?

 

Regulus bit his lip before he considered the next part, typing and sending it quickly before he could change his mind.

 

12:21 You: gonna tell them soon. about you. wish me luck xxx

 

The next message came through before he even had time to put his phone back down. 

 

12:21 Peanut: you won't need it
12:21 Peanut: it's hope and lyall as long as you're happy they'll be happy. and jules will be over the moon. don't worry baby, everything will be okay, scout's honor xxx

12:22 You: you weren't a boy scout. you were too busy skating

12:22 Peanut: hockey honor then, even better xxx

 

Regulus could see the smirk on his face as he typed that. He put his phone down and went to drink some more of his Gatorade only to be met with Lyall looking over at him out the corner of his eye, the ghost of a smile on his lips. He quirked a brow when they made eye contact, his smile widening when Regulus flushed a little, ducking his head as he let out a small, bashful laugh. 

''Hey, uh,'' he lost all words now that he had everyone's attention. ''Well, I just thought I'd tell you that I'm,'' he rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, ''seeing someone.'' 

Hope laughed brightly, clapping her hands as soon as she'd put her tea on the counter. Before she could say something, someone else spoke. 

''Like a girlfriend?'' Julian asked, head tilted with interest. 

''Boyfriend but yeah.'' Hope was pulling him down to kiss his cheek as she practically bounced with excitement. 

''Who is he? Do we know him?'' 

''Well, it's a them not a him.'' Regulus didn't think he'd ever seen someone so close to combusting as he did when Hope figured it out. 

''The Cubs?! It's the Cubs isn't it.'' She gasped as he nodded, now literally bouncing on her toes as she had her hands clasped to her chest. ''Oh my. Well, darling I can't say I blame you. Do you have a photo of the four of you?'' Regulus, once again with a giddy smile on show, nodded, grabbing his phone again. He stopped dead, mouth agape upon her next comment. ''An appropriate one, if you've got any.'' 

''Mam!'' Remus exclaimed as Lyall tried to hide his cackle in his coffee. 

''Oh hush, I might be old but I'm not that old. Your dad and I know how to use technology as well as you youngsters do.'' 

''Oh my god,'' Remus mumbled, covering his face and kicking at Sirius' ankle as he gasped for air, holding onto the counter with one hand to stay upright and clutching his side with the other. In hopes to save him from further emotional scarring, he held out his phone to Hope, a photo of them all piled together on the sofa (fully clothed) on the screen. 

''Look at you four. Aren't you just perfect. All such handsome boys, it's entirely unfair but you're all too sweet and pretty to be annoyed at,'' she teased lightheartedly. She looked up at him as she handed him his phone back, her eyes bright. ''I'm happy you've found someone to make you so happy, cariad. Well, someones.'' Regulus flushed darker than he already was but gladly accepted the loving pat on the back from Lyall and turned to Julian when he heard Sirius ask him if he was okay.

He was sat on the counter with his eyes wide. ''That is so cool!'' The fist around Regulus' lungs loosened, relief flooding his entire body. ''You're dating all three of them? Knutty, Tremzy and Harzy?'' Regulus confirmed that those were, in fact, the Cubs they were on about and watched him process it. ''Woah.'' 

Conversation continued naturally, discussing their day tomorrow and Sirius insisting that Hope didn't have to cook - of course, she would anyway, feeding them was her way of showing her love, there was no way she wasn't going to cook something. 

Regulus smiled at their antics and unlocked his phone. 

 

12:28 You: okay, maybe you were right.
12:28 You: hope said we're all handsome boys and that we're sweet and pretty too

12:28 Peanut: and little loops?

12:28 You: over the moon

12:28 Peanut: i won't say i told you so

12:28 You: how kind

12:28 Peanut: how you feeling baby? happy?

12:29 You: so happy. missing you xx

12:29 Peanut: miss you too lovely. mama asked about you

 

Regulus froze, his thumbs hovering over his keyboard for a few seconds.

 

12:30 You: what'd she ask?

12:30 Peanut: how you were doing. think her parental spidey senses told her something's going on

12:32 You: what'd you say?

12:32 Peanut: that you were smashing it on the ice. teaching me a lot. she said you were 'very easy on the eyes'. tried to be inconspicuous with it, didn't really work considering she was trying not to smile the entire time

 

With a flash of pride for the compliment, Regulus decided not to respond to that part to keep himself humble. 

 

12:32 You: yeah im gonna say she knows

12:33 Peanut: at the very least she knows we had a crush on you but i think she's known that for a while

 

Regulus smiled to himself at that. He liked knowing he had been their 'crush', it just sounded so sweet. 

 

12:33 You: you gonna tell her?

12:33 Peanut: yeah, just waiting for her to finish cooking. it needs to be stirred so it doesn't burn and i know she'll completely throw everything else out the window while she bombards me with more questions about you

12:33 You: let me know how it goes please? xx

12:34 Peanut: course princess. don't stress there's no need to be worried xxx

 

 

It was almost an hour later that his phone rang, Regulus excusing himself and heading out into the hall. 

''Hey.'' 

''Hi, lovely,'' Leo chuckled at the dread in his tone. ''I thought I told you not to worry, hm?'' 

''I wasn't worrying, I was just...worrying,'' he conceded, smiling at Leo's bright laugh. 

''Well, there was no need. She already loves you from watching you skate and seeing you over everyones socials. Plus, mama has a crush on yo--'' he cut off with a bright laugh as the sound of a tea towel hitting him echoed through the phone. ''Alright, alright. She thinks you're handsome - how's that? Better?'' he asked his mom. There was a woman's voice in the background, too muffled to decipher what she was saying but her tone was happy and soft. ''But yes, she guessed that something was going on. Apparently Hope and her have been chatting about it for a few months.''

''Jesus, they've known as long as we have,'' he laughed. 

''They always seem to,'' Leo confirmed, a small chuckle coming from him before he let out a hum. ''How much sleep did you get, love?'' 

''A few hours.'' 

''How many's a few?''

''You don't have to worry about me. I'm okay, baby. I'm great actually, better now they're here.'' 

Leo hummed in agreement. ''Yeah, I get that. I was a mess on the plane and in the taxi on the way but as soon as I was home I was better. Still hard but manageable.'' 

''Exactly,'' Regulus agreed. There was a few seconds of silence before he continued. ''How'd you think Lo and Harzy's parents are gonna feel about it?''

''Mon dieu,'' Leo sighed, exasperation mixed with fondness. ''Mama, have you only spoke to Hope about it?'' There was again the soft mumbles. ''You're on speaker,'' Leo told him and then a woman's voice was there, accent thick yet soothing like Leo's yet stronger. 

''Darlin', I promise you there's nothin' at all to panic yourself about. If you weren't amazin' then the boys wouldn't be as smitten as they are with you. And it's quite obvious they're very smitten.'' 

''Maman,'' Leo complained softly, silently telling Regulus that she was definitely looking at Leo with the teasing look he'd seen Hope give Remus. 

''The whole team adores you, all the parents adore you. And they've all met you before, I know it was as a part of the team and not as a partner but they see how sweet you are just the same. For me, as soon as I saw you with little Jules I knew you were nothing like the media made you look. You were in exactly the same position as Cap was - you were villainised for who you were forced to be to survive. And just like Cap, that was in no way accurate to who you are.'' She paused to let that sink in for a moment and then spoke again. ''My boy was glowin' when the only thing I'd said was your name. You make him happy and you make the boys happy. So in case it wasn't clear,'' she chuckled kindly, ''I absolutely approve. And I'm glad to know I raised him to have excellent taste.''

''Thank you M--''

''Eloise!''

''Eloise!''

Regulus laughed, startled by their simultaneous insistence for him to call her by her first name. ''Thank you, Eloise.''

There was some shuffling and the sound of a door closing before Leo was speaking again. ''See. Everything's fine. The O'Haras are the most chill people anyone's ever met. I mean, both of their sons are in poly relationships, one married in said relationship. I don't think they're going to even be surprised. They'll just be happy that it's you.''

Regulus sat on the second to last step of the staircase, leaning against the wall with a smile. ''And why's that?''

''Because you're you,'' Leo said softly, the smile in his voice evident. ''And because we love you and you love us.''

''I do love you,'' Regulus mumbled. ''A lot,'' he added. 

''I'm glad that hasn't changed,'' Leo chuckled. ''I do want you to try and get some more rest tonight though, please.''

''I will. Just hard to sleep without you.'' 

''I know, princess. Me too.'' There was humming in the background, Leo letting out a small huff of laughter through his nose. ''Always dancing,'' he mused. 

''Sounds like someone else I know. And at least that's better than Hope and Lyall traumatising Loops.''

''Oh god, how?''

''Hope asked for a photo of the four of us together after I told them. Then specified one that was 'appropriate' because apparently her and Lyall are very tech-savvy.''

''Oh dear god,'' Leo snorted. ''Poor Loops.'' 

''I don't know,'' Regulus mused, humour in his tone, ''definitely helped calm me down.'' 

''Well then I'm glad.'' Leo let out a breath.

''What's wrong? You're breathing weird.'' 

Regulus felt him roll his eyes through the phone. ''I just don't want you worrying.''

''I'm not. I promise I'm better now.''

Leo hummed happily, with relief mostly. ''Good. Lo's sisters all love you and that's pretty much the biggest worry there and Alex, Nat and Kase all love you as well so look at that, you've got all the siblings on side. The parents will be no problem,'' Leo teased. 

Regulus chuckled lowly, picking at a loose thread on his sweats. ''Could we facetime tonight?'' 

''Princess,'' Leo began, humoured, ''you don't have to ask. If you want to call us just call us. If you want to text us, just text and if you want to facetime, just facetime. If you randomly want to call at four in the morning, just text to ask if anyone's up. Someone probably will be.'' Regulus was about to answer before Leo spoke again. ''I don't want you sitting there wanting to speak to us or needing to and not calling because you're worrying.'' His tone was concerned but held no room for argument. 

''I won't. I'll call. Je promets.'' 

''Bon,'' Leo whispered, ''je t'aime.'' 

''Je t'aime aussi, amour.'' 

''Oh je t'aime, pas plus que je t'aime. Je ne suis pas d'accord - je t'aime tellement.'' 

''Alright, mama, that's enough,'' Leo chuckled, his mother's own teasing laugh echoing a second later. 

Regulus giggled down the phone at their back-and-forth. ''I'll talk to you later, baby.'' 

Leo was still chuckling as he answered. ''Talk to you soon, love. Say hi to the Loops from maman and me.'' 

Assuring him that he would, Regulus remained on the stairs for a moment, smiling to himself before heading back to the others. They continued talking for what felt like five minutes but ended up being another hour. The only reason they stopped was Sirius insisting Regulus go and shower.

 

 

14:02 Fishcake: I'm glad you liked your gift, baby. I can imagine little loops was excited, kid's got the coolest big brothers ever. I love Hope, tell her me and my lot say hiii!! xx

14:51 Shortcake: trying to put that on your bed without you noticing was a fucking spy mission. there's no reason to be stressing babe i promise. everyone will be happy, they already adore you as is. noelle accidentally let it slip so all the siblings officially know but they were great, happy for us all. im gonna tell my parents later when it's just the three of us, if i can stop my sisters from saying something first 😘

15:01 You: oh so that's what you 'forgot' before you left. it was really sweet. you guys have great taste in cologne by the way, im walking around with someones on, think it's yours lo. im glad your sisters were okay with it, let me know what your parents say? i was talking to nutty earlier, are you two free to call later? before bed? xx

15:02 Shortcake: oooh the idea of you wearing my cologne is hotter than i thought it'd be. course we can, baby. ill can tell you all about what my parents said and reassure you you dont need to worryyy. hows jules? xx

 

''Jules,'' Regulus called as he headed into where everyone was sat in the living room, two fresh beers in hand - one for him and one for Lyall. ''Tremzy asked how you're doing.'' He grinned to himself at how quickly he sat up where he was leaning back against Remus' side to face Sirius as they chatted animatedly. 

''Really?!'' 

''Yes, really. You wanna say hi?'' he asked. When Julian nodded animatedly, Regulus held the phone in his direction, nodding at him to speak. 

''Hiiiiiii Tremz! I'm good, Reg was skating when we got here, you should have seen him, he was so fast! I think he was doing a new play, I haven't seen that one before. Is this a group chat?'' he asked Regulus, quieter than his excited rambles had been. When Regulus nodded, his eyes went wide. ''Hey Harzy, hey Knutty. It's really cool you guys are dating. I'm not surprised though, Reg is great. So, uh, don't hurt him, if not Sirius will have to hurt you back.''

''Jules,'' Remus chastised with a laugh. 

''What? That's what mam said to Sirius when she found out you two were together.'' Remus' head flicked over to his mom, his mouth agape as she pretended not to be paying attention. ''But yeah, I hope you have a good Christmas with your families, I wish we could've come yesterday so I could see you. Byeeee!'' 

Regulus chuckled quietly at how cute he was, still so shocked that they knew who he was even though they all adored him. 

 

15:04 You: Voice Message 0:33

15:04 You: prepare for his cuteness

15:04 Fishcake: 100% for tonight, princess. Everyone will sleep better if we're on the phone I think.

15:05 Shortcake: oh my god jules is so fucking cute. i hate that we aren't gonna see him.
15:05 Shortcake: yeah i like hearing your voices before bed. calms me down.

 

''Tremz wishes he could see you too, Jules,'' Regulus said, now slouched back into the single armchair facing the three-seater his brothers were on and also slightly angled towards where Hope and Lyall were snuggled together on the two-seater.

 

15:06 Peanut: Voice Message 0:21
15:06 Peanut: for jules xx

 

''Hey, Jules,'' he called to get his attention, waving him over as he swigged his beer. He pressed play when he was sat on the arm of the armchair, holding the speaker out to him. 

He couldn't really hear what Leo was saying but he gathered it was good based on the broad grin on Julian's face. He practically bounded back to his seat, still-present smile on his face making Regulus too intrigued to not listen. After agreeing that Regulus was great, Leo went on to say that he would 'never never ever' hurt him so Sirius wouldn't have to go after them although he was 100% more scared about Jules beating him up if he did. Shaking his head softly, he went to text him back and then noticed the next messages they'd sent. 

 

15:07 Shortcake: agreed, hockey honor that we won't hurt him.

15:07 Fishcake: I third that statement

15:07 Peanut: not unless you ask me to anyways xxx

 

Finn and Logan reacted to the message with varying emojis, seemingly coming out in agreement with him. 

 

15:08 You: LEO!

15:08 Peanut: im just saying

15:08 Fishcake: Oh yeah. You're the picture of innocence, babe xx

15:08 You: well keep your 'just saying' to yourself while im sitting in a room with several close family members pleasee!!

15:08 Shortcake: so what im hearing is...free rein later?

15:09 You: youre all impossible. ill call you later 🙄
15:09 You: i love you xx

 

He put his phone down on the arm of the chair, hiding his grin behind his beer. 

 

 

''Maman, papa? Can I talk to you both about something?'' Logan asked, rubbing his sweating palms together. His sisters had corralled into their own room, leaving just Logan and his parents downstairs. 

''Are you okay, mon chou?'' his mother asked, concern written all over her face at how nervous he looked.

''Yeah, 'm fine. Just need to tell you something.'' At the reassurance that it was a 'tell them' and not an issue they needed to discuss, his father smiled at him, moving to sit on the stool opposite Logan in the kitchen. His mother, came over to stand behind him, resting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing as they both looked across the kitchen counter at their son. ''Well,'' he began, drawing it out to give himself more time at how to word it, ''you've both met Regulus, Sirius' brother.'' There were two encouraging nods.

''Un garçon adorable,'' his mom said softly. 

''Yeah, he's great,'' Logan smiled to himself a little. ''Uh,'' he scoffed, annoyed with himself, covering his face and groaning. ''I don't know why this is so...weird. It wasn't before.'' He removed his hands from his face and sat up straight. ''Mama, papa, Regie's my boyfriend, our boyfriend.'' 

They both cheered, more so at him finally getting the words out than any real surprise. 

''Félicitations, kid. I'm glad you all finally got your shit together,'' his father chuckled fondly, rising to go around and hug him. 

''We didn't take that long,'' he argued, accepting the hug he was pulled into, his mom putting her tea down and coming to join them, giving him a big squeeze. 

''So, the big question. Does he make you happy?''

''So happy,'' Logan assured his mom with a huge grin. She cupped his cheeks, her thumbs rubbing against his skin as she kissed his forehead, smiling up at him gleefully. His phone buzzing on the counter was the only thing that made them let him go. ''Oh it's Alex.'' His parents bid him goodnight, leaving him to let him take the call.

 

 

Finn filled his glass with a trembling hand, leaning against the sink as he chugged some down. 

''Trouble in paradise?'' Finn rolled his eyes, turning and leaning back against the sink instead, looking over at his brother with an unimpressed look that slowly faded into a fond smile. 

''No, no, paradise is great.'' 

''Good, I'm glad. What's going on with you then?'' His worry grew as he watched Finn's smile drop off his face as he stared at the glass in his hands. 

''My head hurts,'' he said quietly. Alex froze, pain filling his chest at the sight of his little brother fighting back tears. ''It's been fine for months. And I know it's pretty much definitely from the plane and the pressure change and stuff but-- what if it's not?'' Finn blinked up at Alex again, the other man instantly stepping forwards and wrapping a hand around the back of Finn's neck, pulling him in close. ''God, I'm so sick of being frightened every time I have a fucking headache.''

Alex continued holding him steady until he had calmed down a little, until the frustration knotted through his shoulders relaxed slightly. ''If it hasn't gone by tomorrow morning, I will drive you to the hospital myself.'' Finn nodded, scrubbing a hand over his eyes. ''Until then, only half-way stress about it.'' Finn smiled softly, nodding once more in agreement. As a child, Finn would only genuinely worry about something if he saw his brother was worried too, seeing his brother look back at him with only worry for him and not for his head helped him breathe better. 

''I just feel guilty.'' 

''For what?'' Alex said, his face pulled into a look of disbelief.

''They shouldn't have to deal with this. They deserve better than having to deal with me like this.'' 

Alex suppressed the urge to smack him around the head. ''Don't say shit like that. Your boys love you. Whether you're struggling with your head or not.''

''Lo's been dealing with this for years. So has Leo, I know he hates not being able to physically do anything about the cause of it. And Reg,'' Finn cleared his throat, ''he's been through enough shit. I don't want him to watch me like that. They need to be able to rely on me without worrying my head's gonna fall apart every five seconds.'' 

''Do you think that whenever Reg struggles with family stuff? That you lot deserve better than that?'' Finn's head flicked up to look at him incredulously, the following wince making guilt pang in Alex's chest. ''Whenever Nut struggles with his anxiety or Tremz fucks up his shoulder again?'' He watched his point effectively settle. ''No?'' Finn pulled a sarcastic face at the 'listen to me, I'm right' tone Alex had. ''You catching what I'm throwing here?'' he laughed. 

''Yeah,'' Finn laughed in return. 

''You don't have to be 100% all the time. You know that. Leo has the same problem and you're always the ones telling him that he's allowed to be a mess every once in a while.'' 

''I know, I know,'' Finn grumbled. 

Alex slung an arm around his shoulder, walking them both back to the living room. ''Besides, after the walking disaster you were in college I think Tremz, at least, is used to it by now.''

He just chuckled in response to Finn's offended scoff.

 

 

''Hey Lex,'' Logan said, walking to plop down on the sofa, stretching out along it now that everyone else was upstairs. 

''Hey, Tremz. How's everyone?''

''They're good. Mom and dad pretending like they don't miss the chaos of having all their kids under the same roof again.'' 

Alex laughed down the phone, the sound slightly tinny but warm. ''Yeah, pretty much the same here. You got a sec to chat?''

Logan hummed affirmatively. ''Everyone's gone up to bed.'' He quickly checked the time of the clock ticking away on the mantelpiece. ''Gonna give it another hour or so before I call the boys anyways. What's up?'' His feet stopped their rhythmic kicking where they were dangling over the arm of the sofa when he heard Alex's stressed sigh. ''Lex?''

''It's Finn.'' 

Logan sat bolt-upright, unsure why considering there was nothing much he could do with the distance between them. ''Is he okay?''

''Yeah, he's fine!'' Alex rushed. 

''Jesus, man. Scared the shit outta me,'' Logan breathed, lying back down, his feet still motionlessly dangling over the edge. 

''Sorry, sorry,'' Alex chuckled a little. ''His head's hurting again--''

'''Cause of the cabin pressure?'' 

''Think so. He's alright physically, he's just freaked out. Talked him down a little before he had a full panic attack but just...keep an eye on him when you talk to him? You could always calm him down better than I can.'' 

'''Course, you know you don't have to ask me that.'' Logan sighed. ''God I wish I wasn't so far away from him.''

Alex gave an understanding little noise before he spoke. ''You can calm him down just as well over the phone. I guarantee speaking to you lot will get him out of his head. I just wanted to give you a heads up that he was struggling.'' Logan thanked him for doing exactly that, much preferring to know and be able to try and help than not know at all. 

They continued their usual banter and chatter for a while before a very tipsy-sounding Kasey appeared in whatever room he was talking to Logan in. Alex, bless his strong heart, lasted almost another ten minutes during which Logan was sure all 6"2 of the man was slowly winding its way around him before he gave in to Kasey's whispered pleas to join himself and Natalie as everyone headed to bed. Logan smiled to himself when the call ended, surprising himself with how late it was. Moving upstairs, he quickly brushed his teeth, popping his head into his sisters' room to say goodnight as they chuckled together in the dark, singing a joint goodnight back to him before he went back to his own room. 

It had just gone eleven o'clock for him and exhaustion from the flight and his outright failure to get any sleep when he'd gotten home dragged at him; his want to talk to his boyfriends the only thing keeping him awake. Realising that meant it was past midnight for Leo, he was about to go onto their group chat to facetime before he decided to instead reach for his laptop, considering it was pretty much the only reason he'd brought the thing. Trying to fit four people onto one phone screen and still being able to see them seemed impossible. If he couldn't touch them, he wanted to see them. 

He got changed into just some sweats, stripping off his shirt and his boxers to just have them on while he waited for his laptop to load, albeit impatiently. As soon as it was on, it was barely thirty seconds before it was ringing, the low light of the lamp making his eyes seem to shine in the dimness. His fidgeting and the slight tightness around his heart ceased when Regulus' grin appeared on his screen. 

''Hi, baby,'' he greeted, his tone as close to a simper as it ever got, soft and sweet for the beaming man in front of him. 

''Hi,'' Regulus replied, Logan feeling better when he voice was as equally melting, ''I miss you.'' 

Logan's heart squeezed. ''I miss you. You look cute, is that one of Harzys?'' 

''Mhm. I don't think he knows I have this one.'' 

''I can't say I think he'll be mad if you smile at him like that.'' 

Regulus gave a half-hearted eye roll even as he looked away with a small smile. ''Flirt,'' he grumbled. Before Logan could reply, his phone lit up on the bed next to him. Leo had text saying to give him two minutes to help his mom put away leftovers (that they'd gotten too distracted with chatting to do earlier) then he'd be there. A following text from Finn said he would be there in thirty seconds. Regulus had obviously seen them too, judging by the happy smile on his face. 

Finn, as promised, popped up on screen a few moments later.

''Hi,'' Regulus sang gleefully, Logan smiling unconsciously in response to that before he greeted him similarly.

''Hi loves,'' Finn smiled back. ''Sorry I didn't give notice but I've only just managed to get mom and dad alone to tell them and, well, they wanna say hi.'' Logan smiled to himself - he looked better than Alex had described him to be, probably helped by being excited and distracted by the news rather than being anxious his head. Finn genuinely looked apologetic as he scanned Regulus' face for any signs beyond the normal nervousness you'd expect. When none was there, he turned to the side and waved his parents over, a female version of Alex and a carbon copy of an older Finn appearing the next second. 

Logan greeted them both brightly as Regulus gave a much more subdued but still smiley 'hi', paired with a little wave that Finn saw made him die inside. 

''Hi, Tremzy-love, Regie. Regulus? Regie?'' his mom said with a soft laugh.

Finn smiled to himself when he saw the tension in Regulus' shoulders dissipate. 

''Regie's fine, whatever you'd like,'' he replied, his voice timid but his smile still as bright as it had been. 

''We don't want to keep you, we know Knutty will be joining you all in a moment, we just wanted to tell you properly how happy we are for you four,'' his dad assured, the low timbre of his voice kind through his thick accent. 

''And that we absolutely approve,'' his mom added, ''he told us you were probably a little worried and we couldn't have you thinking that you weren't part of the family.'' Logan watched Regulus pause for a moment at the last part and then blush, violently. 

''Harz,'' Regulus chastised softly before he continued, ''thank you,'' he said genuinely. ''Your son is amazing so, thank you for him as well,'' he laughed. It was Finn's turn to flush at that, his dad wrapping an arm around his shoulders, squeezing as he chuckled. It was obviously the right thing to say if his mom's overjoyed smile was anything to go by.

''Well, Regie, you're very welcome,'' she replied with an endearing look. It was then that Leo popped up, the squares on the screen all shuffling until he was there, a surprised but happy look on his face when he saw them.

''Hi guys!'' Finn's parents gave him an excited greeting back, happy that they got to see him, checking that he was doing okay before they then spoke again. 

''Well, we'll leave you all to it I know you're all going crazy without each other. Tremz, say hi to the family, Knutty, same for you. Regie, Merry Christmas, welcome to the family and tell Hope I said I told you so,'' Finn's mom said, his dad following with a laugh that was so similar to Finn's that Regulus almost didn't believe it. 

''Merry Christmas and I definitely will,'' he replied, sceptical but happy all the same. After another shower of goodbyes and well wishes, they left Finn alone with bids of goodnight, leaving the four of them alone. As soon as the sound of the door closing echoed through the phone, Regulus, where he'd been sat cross-legged in his bed, his own laptop in front of him, fell back with a shout, covering his face with his hands as the three of them chuckled at his antics.

''While you die over that, I'm gonna get changed, give me two secs,'' Finn said, still laughing as he spoke. A quick peek back at his laptop screen showed Regulus that Finn had propped his phone up on his bedside table while he changed. Finn glanced back at the screen to question why the sudden silence when he saw the three of them watching quietly while he changed. ''To quote Regie, you're all impossible.'' Logan just gave a wolf-whistle in response, Leo and Regulus laughing at the unimpressed look Finn sent to him while he tugged his boxers up his legs, slinging on a hoodie before climbing into his bed, grabbing his phone a second later. He properly looked at them all then. ''I don't remember agreeing to let you steal that one, princess.'' Regulus paused for a moment then smiled at him sweetly without saying anything more. ''I suppose one more wouldn't hurt. I have enough to wear.'' 

''Told you! Smile and you'll be forgiven for anything,'' Logan called with a laugh. 

''Plottin' ways to get off the hook while Harzy and I aren't around?'' Leo teased.

''What the fuck is that?''

Leo's brows crinkled even though a smile remained on his face. ''What's what, darlin'?'' 

''That accent?'' 

Leo's tongue ran over the front of his teeth as he tried to swallow his wide grin. ''Our accents get stronger the more we're around our families, you know that.'' A lopsided smile spread along his face when he saw Regulus squirm with a shiver. 

''Don't smile like that,'' Finn chastised. 

''Why not?'' Leo questioned. 

''You know why, my room's closer to my brother's than Lo's is to his sister's. You lot can make as much noise as you want, I have to be quiet.'' 

Regulus considered that. ''Nat and Kase are with him, I don't really think silence is going to be something you get much of over the next few days.'' 

''God, don't remind me,'' Finn groaned, rolling onto his side to bury his face in his pillow. 

''I think we can be a worthwhile distraction, non?'' Logan questioned with a faux-innocent bat of his lashes. 

Finn resisted the urge to roll his eyes at himself, still looking at their faces, Logan still the picture of innocence, Leo trying not to laugh and Regulus, well, Regulus looked rather flushed actually, as he felt his blood begin to head south. Instead of focusing on that, he decided to make Regulus the sacrificial lamb to the unabashed flirting, not that he thought he would mind much. Before he could, Logan piped up once more.

''Before we carry on down this road and everyone gets thoroughly distracted. I told my parents too and they were so happy.''

''Really?'' Regulus said, a look so hopeful on his face that Finn felt his heart melt a bit, the softening of both Leo and Logan's eyes showing theirs probably did too.

''Oui, amour. I don't know why you're so surprised, everyone adored you the first time you met them, nevermind since.'' 

Regulus pulled a face. ''Yeah but you never know. It's different being your son's teammate than being his boyfriend.''

Logan just shook his head at him with a fond smile. ''Silly,'' he whispered. 

''You sound like Harz,'' Regulus chuckled. 

''Hey, do you think maybe that's because I'm right?'' Finn teased. 

''No,'' Regulus pouted, ''I made a very good point.'' 

''See now that just isn't fair.'' All attention focused on Leo. ''Usually we can kiss you when you won't listen to us that there's nothing to worry about, now we can't even do that.'' 

''Trust me I want you to,'' Regulus mumbled. ''You'll just have to kiss me as much as I want when you get back to make up for it.''

There were three laughs in response to his pouting. ''You can have whatever you want when we get back, darlin'.''

''Does that apply to me too?'' Logan smirked, excitement written all over his face. 

''Giving you whatever you want frightens me more. I know what things you conjure up in that cute head of yours,'' Leo drawled. As Logan replied, Regulus lay back, slipping under the covers facing his lamp so they could still see him. 

''I've had several descriptions of my head, a lot of them from you, and somehow 'cute' was never one of them.'' 

Leo flopped back on his own bed. ''You're a menace.''

''What'd I do?'' Logan asked with a giggle.

''Made me think about you giving me head.'' 

Logan just chuckled with glee, apparently having succeeded with what he set out to do. 

''You do know that when you try your best to rile up Le, you end up riling everyone else up too, right?'' Finn questioned.

''Three birds, one stone,'' Logan shrugged. 

''Look, you've got Regie blushing and everything.'' Finn had apparently decided to join in the teasing instead of chastising it. 

''Shut up,'' Regulus mumbled back, pulling up the blanket to hide his face. 

Logan leaned a touch closer to his laptop, grinning a second later. ''Why are you blushing, baby?'' 

'''M not.'' 

After a few more coaxing teases, Regulus tugged the blanket away from his face, looking back at him very unimpressed. ''Usually you aren't this annoyed about me turning you on, princess?''

''Usually you're here to help me with it.'' 

Logan's mouth fell agape, the only thing stopping Regulus from questioning it was the joking dancing in his eyes, prompting Regulus to instead let him play out his theatrics. ''Are you trying to imply that you don't think I can get you off over facetime? Babe, have you never heard of phone sex? In case you were wondering it's a speciality of ours.''

Regulus was quiet for a few moments before he spoke in a low voice. ''It never feels as good as when it's you.'' Slightly smug smiles spread across the three of their faces in sync. ''Oh go away,'' Regulus whined with a shy laugh. ''It doesn't.'' 

''How about this,'' Leo began, propping himself up on an elbow as he lay on his side in front of where his phone was stood up against a pillow, ''you touch yourself. Now, with us here.''

''That's so...I'm too awkward for that,'' Regulus settled on. 

''And'' Leo continued, ''we'll do it too.'' He let that thought linger for a second before he went on. ''If you didn't, what would you do? When we're off the phone, you'd jerk off to the pictures and videos you have of us? I quite like to think we're a little better as the real thing, non?'' 

''Oui, of course you are,'' Regulus confirmed softly, staring back at the laptop laying just in front of him. Not letting himself think much further on the matter, he breathed out and pushed himself to sit up, his blankets pooling at his hips, suddenly glad for the dim lighting in the room. It was Logan's trembling breath that caught his attention next, distracting him from his inherent embarrassment. He had moved to sit back against his headboard, just his face and the top half of his chest visible on screen but the movement of his shoulder and his hooded eyes enough to let them have no questions about what he was doing. His abdomen tightened as arousal twisted there. 

Keeping his eyes on Logan's face, he slid his hand under his blankets and under his sweats, his throat moving in a swallow when he curled his fist around himself, half-hard but sensitive. It was mere minutes before the four of them were well and truly distracted from what was going on around them, quiet whispers from Leo about what he wished he could do with each of them. Finn struggled the most as he had to keep the quietest.

''I wish you weren't so far,'' Regulus breathed. ''I wish you could touch me.'' He was leaking steadily into his hand, his other tangled in the blanket as the muscles in his legs twitched with every movement. ''Doesn't feel the same,'' he whined softly, knowing he was repeating himself from earlier but too upset about the fact to care much. 

''I know, princess,'' Leo murmured, choking off into a groan as his hips fucked up into his fist gently. ''Just make it feel good, doesn't have to be the same as long as it feels good.'' There was a rustle as Finn turned himself to lie more onto his side, letting him bite into the pillow under his head, one he was already tugging at roughly with his other hand. Regulus watched the blush run up his neck from his chest, heaving as he panted into the fabric to muffle the noise. ''I want you to fuck me when we're back in the same state.'' Finn's body went rigid, a short grunt escaping his lips before he let the cushion go from between his teeth, breathing in deeply as he actually looked calm for the first time since they'd gotten on the phone.

''Sure thing, baby,'' he mumbled, a lazy smile on his face. 

Regulus quickly got more and more agitated, unwillingly keeping himself right on the edge without being able to come. He whimpered and whined as his cock began getting overly-sensitive. 

''Come, love,'' Leo said softly. 

''C-can't.''

''Yes you can.'' Just as Regulus was about to argue, Leo firmed his toner. ''You can because I'm telling you to.'' Leo flicked his eyes to his door, focusing on something other than the three men in front of him for a second, a feat he was very proud of himself for, and heard his mom's music still playing loud enough for him to hear through not only her shut door but his too. He looked back at Regulus. ''I'm telling you to cum for me. Do as daddy says.'' Eloise wasn't a prude by any means but there were some things that he was sure he wouldn't be able to get over if she knew them - 'daddy' being very high on that list. Leo swallowed heavily as he felt his lips curve into a small smirk before he chastised himself for being smug as they watched Regulus come. Logan had come with a drawn-out moan not longer after Finn and just before Leo had, considering how pornographic he sounded was what practically threw Leo over the edge. Well, that and him dragging his finger through a stripe of cum across his now bare chest and looking straight at the camera as he delicately licked it off his finger, an action that drove Finn insane as he looked like he wasn't sure whether he wanted to crawl through his phone to kick him off his bed or drag him further into the sheets. Despite this, Logan still looked like he wanted to eat him as they listened to Regulus tremble through his orgasm, eventually going lax against the bed. 

''How's your eye, babe?'' Logan asked when Regulus looked like he was back in the realm of the living.

Regulus paused for a moment then shifted so he could look down at his laptop, still just to his side, an eyebrow raised. ''Seriously? That's your biggest concern?'' he chuckled.

'''Course it is. I was responsible for your poor injury, it's only right I check up on you.'' 

He rolled his eyes lightly and sank down so he could lean closer to the screen, angling his face towards his lamp to show the blueish bruise above his eye. Logan, seeming to be quite flushed at his teasing smirk of all things, nodded, a smile growing on his own face. ''Uh huh, and your abs were hurting too, non? I think,'' he broke off with a bright laugh when Regulus let out his own and slumped back against his bed, ''I think I remember you complaining about that.''

''You're so full of shit,'' Regulus laughed, Finn and Leo unsurprised at the flirting but amused nonetheless. 

''You love me anyway,'' he smiled.

''Oui,'' he mumbled, tugging grabbing the box of tissues he kept near his bed and cleaning the cum off his hand and thigh before properly sinking back down into bed, pulling the blankets up around him. ''I do.'' He caught Logan stifling a yawn as he smiled back at him. ''Get some sleep, all of you,'' he told them. ''Merry Christmas.'' 

There were three 'Merry Christmas's back before Finn continued. ''If you can't sleep, text us, okay?'' 

''I will,'' he promised, half because he would and half because he knew none of them would sleep properly if he didn't agree, worried that he was awake and not saying anything. They said their mushy 'goodnight's and even mushier 'love you's that left smiles lingering on their faces even when they were left alone in their respective rooms. 

Regulus' smile to himself grew as he stopped where he was just about to flick his lamp off, instead flicking the blankets off of him and tugging up his shirt. Taking a quick photo with the flash, he impressed himself slightly at how his abs looked considering he'd damn near died from how much of Hope's food he had eaten for dinner several hours before. He sent it to their group chat and couldn't help the laugh that bubbled from him.

 

1:13 Shortcake: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
1:13 Shortcake: they do look sore, im glad i checked ;)

1:13 Fishcake: Damn, Lo, flirt more often.

1:13 Peanut: i second that plan xxx

1:13 You: mhmm goodnightttt

1:14 Shortcake: gnn sexy one, sexy two and sexy three. love you xxxx

1:14 Peanut: love you all xxx

1:14 Fishcake: I love you, sleep well loves xx

Chapter 20: Christmas

Summary:

Helloooo my darlings!!

We have yet another chapterrr
forgive me, I have had this fully ready in my ao3 drafts since April 6th then had a bit of a wobble about my writing but we are hereeee with this month's update...finally

It's spicier than last chapter with less crying but also just as much smushy softness (really i mean they're seriouslyyyy sappy, disgustingly so 😌)
there's also a background OC of mine that isn't in the lumosinlove world - he's an asshole, we don't like him but Finn does... he's not overly important this chapter but it's his little intro

also read a few O'Darwin fics recently so i added a bit of them in here because they're too underrated

enjoy loves - flo xx

~10,500

Christmas morning with the Lupin's might be Regulus' new favourite thing. After introducing the joys of Canadian Bannocks to them, Julian getting his way through a whole plate in seemingly record time, they had finally made their way into the living room. The gifts were lovely, not really a shock, but sat next to Hope while Julian was opening gifts on the floor in front of them healed some part of him that used to dread Christmases and the formal parties that would almost guarantee either him or his brother getting punished for something.

Somehow, well, with Hope Lupin's unmatched powers of persuasion, Regulus found himself helping her prepare the wonderful concoction she'd thought up that morning for dinner.

''Like this?'' he asked, rubbing the flour and butter between his fingers, cringing slightly at the odd, sticky yet dry texture on his skin.

She glanced over from the stove, standing on her tiptoes a little to peer over his shoulder. ''Exactly like that,'' she assured.

''Oh, by the way, I spoke to Harzy's mom last night, she said to say 'I told you so'. I'm guessing you know what she means by that?'' He chuckled softly at the look on her face, a smile on her lips even as she rolled her eyes, continuing to stir the mixture in the pot.

''I said that I thought you were involved with someone, when I spoke to you on the phone a little while after the season started again, something was different about you. You seemed happier, lighter. And she instantly guessed that it was the Cubs because Finn sounded giddy when he'd spoken to her about Nat and Kasey going home with Alex for Christmas. I wasn't too sure, not because I didn't think you'd be good together but I thought you might be a little unsure about it. Our overthinker, you are.'' Regulus gave a small laugh and a nod, he was prone to overthinking, he agreed.

''So were all the moms in on it or what?''

''Hey, the dads were just as bad, I caught Lyall and Tremzy's dad chatting when we went over to Quebec a few weeks back.'' She shot him a smile as he flushed, focusing on the task he'd been given. ''Take it as a compliment as to how perfect you all are for each other, everyone saw it.'' Regulus hummed to save himself from having to think of an answer that wasn't just an embarrassed flush. He didn't notice Hope looking over at him, surveying him as he continued working on the task he'd been given. ''How are you doing, cariad?''

Her tone was what made him look over.

''I'm okay,'' he laughed slightly, ''how are you?''

She pulled a face and turned back to the pot she was stirring. ''I remember once, it must have been about, I don't know, twenty, twenty five years ago now. My mother wasn't very well so I had to stay in Wisconsin while Lyall was working in Florida. We were apart for a month. He couldn't get time off work, I couldn't leave my mother, we were both stuck. And, mind you, this was back in the day, technology wasn't what it is now. It was and, if I'm honest, still is one of the hardest periods of my life.''

There was a short silence between them, Regulus swallowing heavily as Hope let him take his time.

''They'll be back in less than five days,'' was all he said in the end.

She smiled at him gently, sympathetically. ''May as well be fifty though, right?''

That time, he didn't reply. And she didn't pressure him to.

When he had finished making the breadcrumbs, she slipped back to teaching him how to cook the thing (Regulus still wasn't entirely sure about what it was). He loved her for that.

He'd sent a quick text to the three of them that morning to say 'Merry Christmas', knowing that they were going to be busy for the morning, especially Logan and Finn with their siblings and mass amounts of extended family - seriously, they had more cousins than Regulus and that was saying something. They had all text back with equally as sappy messages, Leo then texting him privately to ask if he wanted to call later. His mom had gone out for lunch at Christmas with her friends for over ten years straight and, despite genuine offers for him to go along, his mom had understood completely when he had mentioned that he had asked if Regulus was free. And then she'd made a not so subtle comment about the fact she'd be gone for a long while that he'd gagged at and waved her away as she chuckled.

The five of them ended up on the ice, even managing to drag Hope with them. Regulus had no idea why she had been so reluctant to, she was giving Julian a good run for his money considering he was over thirty years younger than her. Regulus split off from them after about two hours, heading upstairs and jumping in the shower after shooting a text to Leo to tell him he'd ring him in a few minutes.

Regulus couldn't contain his grin when Leo's face popped up on his screen, his blond hair falling over his face, still fluffy from sleep.

''Have you just woke up?''

Leo pouted. ''Hey, you're an hour ahead of me, remember? Midday is a perfectly acceptable time to wake up.''

Regulus just hummed, propping his phone against the sugar jar on the kitchen counter-top and tilting it so he was still in frame even as he walked over to the fridge. ''Has your mom left yet?'' he asked, raising his voice so he could still be heard.

''Yeah, she headed out not too long ago. We decided last night that we were going to do gifts and stuff when she got back so we wouldn't have to rush. Where's the rest of your lot?'' Leo asked, confused by the quiet considering there were three extra people in the house.

''They're down in the rink, Jules will probably keep them all busy for the next few hours,'' Regulus chuckled. Walking back over to the phone, punnet of strawberries in hand, he cocked his head to the side at the look on Leo's face.

''You didn't have to leave just to keep me company. Go spend time with them, I'm a big boy, I'll be fine on my own,'' Leo smiled.

''Non, it's Christmas day, you're not being on your own even if it's just for a few hours. Besides, Jules will drag me back on the ice at least two more times before they fly out. As of right now,'' he said, tipping the berries into a bowl and rinsing them in the sink, ''I'm keeping you company because I want to keep you company.'' He poured the water out, proud that he didn't drop any strawberries as he did so. Standing in front of the counter where Leo was propped up, he looked at him, a 'don't-argue-with-me' kind of look on his face. It felt strange to be the one giving that look to Leo rather than the other way around. ''I miss you,'' he said, quieter now. ''Talking to you isn't a chore. Even if we don't talk, even if we just sit here in silence, I'd still choose to be here.'' Leo seemed to be speechless, averting his eyes and nodding softly, a bashful smile on his lips.

''Okay then,'' he mumbled, glancing back at Regulus for a moment before looking away again.

''Tu rougis,'' Regulus giggled.

Leo scoffed. ''So are you.'' His voice had far less heat to it than he'd intended.

''Sorry,'' Regulus smiled, picking up a strawberry by the stem, ''I just...like seeing that I have an effect on you, I guess.''

Leo properly looked at him now, his eyes on where he bit into the berry rather than making eye contact with him. ''I figured that was pretty obvious by now, non?''

Regulus smirked at him, licking the pinkish red residue off his lips as he leaned his elbows on the counter. ''Sexually,'' he agreed. ''But you're a very controlled person, can't remember the last time I saw you nervous.'' He pondered that for a second, remembering the anxious way he'd beat around the bush about the candle wax. ''Well, I can but you know what I mean.''

Leo laughed, fully and loudly. ''I'm better at hiding it than I thought. I get nervous around you three everyday for something or other.''

Regulus breathed a laugh around his next bite. ''I'd feel bad for you but I think that's fair considering.''

Pulling a faux-offended face, Leo questioned him. ''Considering what?''

''The fact you enjoy making us squirm all hours of the day.'' Even Leo couldn't deny that one, just nodding silently in agreement. The moment of silence was filled with his phone vibrating, a notification from their group chat popping up across his screen. Leo's screen paused as he opened it, Regulus doing the same. He smiled brightly.

 

13:37 Fishcake: 1 Image Attached

13:37 Fishcake: Merry Christmas from NY xx

 

The landscape photo showed a group of about fifteen people, all bundled up in coats and hats, squeezed onto the snowy porch of the O'Hara household. He spotted Finn immediately, nose red from the cold, his and Alex's red hair vivid as they crouched down together in front of their parents, their dad's arm pulling their mom into him. The grin on Finn's face made Regulus' heart squeeze affectionately.

''Oh god,'' Leo's voice came through the phone.

''Quoi?''

''Jaxson's there. Lo's not going to be happy.'' His voice was a strange mix between humoured and genuinely concerned.

''Which one's Jaxson?''

''Guy with the black curls, the pale one, next to their mom.'' Regulus found him a second later, startled slightly by how much resemblance there was between this man and himself. He said as much to Leo.

''A knock-off version of you, sure.''

Regulus' lips quirked into a smile. He typed out a reply to Finn, Leo's coming a second later, and grabbed his bowl, moving to sit at the kitchen island. With Leo once again propped up, this time against a bottle of water, Regulus questioned him further.

''Why does Lo not like this guy?''

''Well, long story short, he's been crushing on Finn since they were kids. He never entertained it but Jaxson's very...determined, I suppose. Us getting together never seemed to mean much to him. The fact Lo hasn't hit him yet is quite the achievement to be fair.''

''And you?'' Leo hummed. ''What do you think about him?''

''He's Fish's childhood friend. Apart from some pretty blatant flirting, he hasn't done much so,'' Leo trailed off. Regulus finished chewing his strawberry before he replied.

''You hate him, huh?''

''Never met anyone I dislike more.'' Regulus snorted, Leo chuckling too.

Regulus felt a little guilty but he couldn't help but ask. ''Finn wouldn't,'' he paused, finding the words, ''let it get out of hand, would he?''

Eyes widening, Leo instantly calmed him. ''No, never in a million years. Harzy's a sweetheart but if he genuinely tried something, he'd throw the guy.'' Regulus nodded to show he'd heard him, taking his time picking through the pile of strawberries that had now turned bitter in his mouth.

''Kind of understand why Lo doesn't like him.'' Speak of the devil, Logan's text popped up next.

 

13:43 Shortcake: merry christmas to 99% of you. i love you sir ❤ xxx

 

Regulus grinned, he could see the sultry smile Logan would have given in person. Leo chuckled at it too, shaking his head a little. After a few minutes of Leo filling him in on the top three closest times Logan came to pummelling this Jaxson guy, another notification popped up on his phone.

 

13:49 Fishcake: Play nice, Angel. He's only around because it's Christmas. I love you too and he knows that.

13:50 Fishcake: Plus, mom's already said she's going to make a point of bringing up how happy we all over dinner. She always does xx

 

13:51 Peanut: damn right xx

 

13:51 You: tell your mom she's great for me?

 

13:51 Fishcake: Sure thing, Princess xx

 

13:51 Shortcake: she shouldn't have to but second that statement from me too

 

13:52 Fishcake: He'll be gone by tomorrow, love. I promise xx

 

''His parents will kick him out if he gets too much.'' Leo's voice startled Regulus slightly. ''The O'Haras are great people but they don't fuck around when it comes to their sons.''

''Why is he there anyway? If everyone knows he's a dick?''

''Their parents are really close and when he's not being a dick, you can tell why he and Harzy have been friends for so long. He keeps it minimal most of the time, enough for it to come across as suggestive but not too much that it's seen as wildly inappropriate.''

''Even though it is wildly inappropriate?''

Leo let out a small breath. ''Pretty much.''

There was an extended silence. ''Does it not bother you?'' he asked quietly.

''Not so much when he's with us and Jaxson's in New York. But because of how much it bothers Lo, I don't know. I try not to think about it too much to be honest. It upsets me more that he has to deal with it than anything else.''

''Caretaker,'' Regulus smiled. Leo breathed a small laugh.

''He deals with it well. Ignores it, makes sure he doesn't give him any reason to think it'll go anywhere. And it's a good excuse to get extra cuddles out of him when he gets back. He's always more than happy to oblige,'' Leo smiled.

They changed the subject to their mornings after that, including Leo's wake up being his mom bursting into his room singing Christmas songs just before she left for her lunch. Honestly, the more he heard about Eloise, the more he loved her.

 

 

 

 

 

Leo could've sworn his heart genuinely burst when Julian came bounding into frame, the others following seconds later to say their hellos to him. Regulus tilted the phone towards them, Julian looking like he was going to pass out - as he usually did whenever he got to talk to the Cubs, no matter how many times they spoke. After answering Hope's questions about how his mom was doing and Lyall checking in on him, his Captain and Loops came into frame, chatting with him for a few minutes before everyone filtered out the kitchen to shower upon Hope's request that they all stank.

Regulus leaned back into frame then, smiling softly at the lingering sound of Julian excitedly rambling. He was about to comment on the smile before it changed as Regulus tilted his head slightly.

''How'd you feel about heading upstairs?'' Leo stomach swooped.

''Take me to bed, darlin','' he smiled. Regulus' laugh echoed through the phone, Leo's stomach flipping again as he walked up the stairs.

Regulus kicked his bedroom door shut behind him, leaning his phone against his pillow and lying on his stomach. ''You're good with him,'' he said quietly, leaning against his hand.

''Jules?'' Regulus nodded. Leo smiled. ''He's a great kid.'' He paused for a moment then continued. ''Is that the only reason you're lookin' at me like that or what?''

Regulus pursed his lips slightly in response. '''M just looking at you.''

''That's usually my line,'' Leo mused. A notification popping across his screen stole his attention for a moment. ''Lo's just asked if we're still on call,'' Leo explained, quickly typing out a response. Less than a minute later, he appeared on the screen.

''Hi loves,'' he grinned. 

''Hi angel.''

''Hey babe.''

''I checked if Harzy's free, he's just got back from going over to his grandparents'. He's just gonna shower then he'll be here.''

Leo and Regulus nodded. ''How is he?'' Regulus asked. Leo surveyed his face, worried slightly although he wasn't sure why.

''He's good,'' Logan smiled. ''Always is when he gets to see his grandparents.''

Regulus seemed a little calmer after that, soothing Leo's pounding heart. ''How was your morning, love?'' Leo asked.

''It was great. The Tremblay's 2023 matching Christmas pyjamas were especially ugly this year.''

''Is that an achievement?'' Regulus laughed. 

''Oh, we've had some ugly ones over the years, it's definitely an achievement,'' he chuckled. ''What were you two talking about?''

''Regie was just flirting with me,'' Leo said breezily.

Regulus just shrugged. ''It's not a crime, is it?''

Leo just made an unimpressed sound, looking at Regulus like he wanted to eat him. ''Oh it's one of those phone calls?'' Logan smiled.

''When are our calls ever not?'' Leo laughed. There were two hums in response - that was fair. ''Speaking of,'' he continued, Regulus letting out a little chuckle at the segue, ''you said you wanted to know if I got off to that photo I took of you? In the gym?'' Logan's grin turned feral, making shivers spread down Regulus' spine.

''No photo evidence?'' Logan pouted faintly. Only Regulus could see the excited glean in Logan's eye as Leo's video paused again as he grabbed his phone. He could also see the moment when Leo's photo pinged through to Logan's phone. Understandably, Leo hadn't sent it to the group chat, figuring Finn wouldn't really have a reason to think he shouldn't open his messages in front of family.

''Hey, I wanna see too,'' Regulus spoke softly, his face flushing when he instantly received a message from Leo. A small squeak left his mouth, a dark blush covering his features. Leo was staring up at the camera with half-lidded eyes, a lazy smile on his lips. His chest and torso were bare apart from the streaks of cum decorating it, his cock lying still hard against his stomach.

''God, it's not fair that you're so far away,'' Logan groaned, flopping back onto his bed, bringing his phone with him. ''You look like a fucking Greek God.'' Leo's face popped back up onto the screen, a smile gracing his features even as he shook his head at Logan's comment.

''No, he's right, you absolutely do,'' Regulus confirmed, forcing himself to swipe away the photo and turn his attention back to the two in front of him.

''I guess we'll just have to convince him when we get back.'' Regulus let out a small breath at Logan's tease, his fingers digging slightly into the blanket beneath his fingers. ''You gonna help me, princess? We can give daddy a special night with the three of us at his beck and call. He is always taking care of us, we can take care of him for a change.''

''We do already have a little surprise for him and Sir.''

Logan grinned. ''We do, I almost forgot about that.''

Leo spoke then, deciding to take part instead of just watching the two of them intently as he had been doing. ''Ah, this New Years gift that you refused to tell me about on your birthday.'' There was an affirmative hum from Logan in response.

''I think you'll like it,'' Regulus said quietly.

Leo's breath turned shaky. ''I want nothing more than for you to be confident and comfortable with things like this. But hearing you flirt and talk about sex all shy and quiet,'' he cut himself off with a groan that was almost a growl. Regulus could see the goosebumps on his arms clear as day on his screen. ''It drives me fucking crazy, baby.''

''I told you, I like knowing I have an effect on you.''

Leo smiled. ''I promise you, you really do. You all do. It's insane how much.''

Using the ego boost as momentum to get the words out, Regulus said what had been going round and round his mind since they left. ''I want you inside me,'' he breathed. Leo's head thunked back against his headboard, a smile stretching across his lips. ''Both of you.'' Logan, who had been watching their exchange, rolled onto his stomach, grinding his hips in slow circles into his mattress.

''Are your fingers not enough for you?'' Leo asked, his voice lower than it had been.

''I don't-- they don't feel good. Not when I do it.''

''You can go to ours and get something, you know,'' Logan offered, his hips still working against his bed. ''Something longer, to make yourself feel good.'' Leo instantly nodded his agreement.

''Anything you want.'' Regulus glanced up to the top of his screen to check the time. He could get to theirs and back by three. Hope had said they weren't going to be having dinner until almost five.

Deciding to take them up on the offer, he stood, snagging the house key he still wasn't used to seeing, jogging down the stairs and slipping his shoes on by the door. Peeping his head into the living room to see his brother, Hope and Remus there, he let them know that he'd left something at the Cubs' and was going to run and grab it. After assuring he was going to be back well before dinner, they nodded without any question of what exactly he left, cheerily telling him to drive carefully. The rucksack he usually took to the Cubs' was hung on a coat peg by the door, as it usually was. He slung it over a shoulder, shrugging it into the passenger seat when he was in his car.

Phone propped up in the cup holder, he was thankful for the roads being pretty much empty because of the holiday as he fought to keep his attention on the road and not Leo and Logan flirting, still on facetime.

''Focus on the road, princess,'' Leo chastised.

''I am,'' he argued. ''You guys are just...hot.''

Logan's laugh echoed throughout the car.

He had just stopped at a red light when a third voice appeared.

''Hi, Harzy,'' he greeted, purposefully not adding any comment when Leo and Logan explained why he was in the car and what he was doing.

''Oh,'' Finn smirked when he was fully caught up. ''Well, aren't I glad I didn't miss this.''

''Hey, there's going to be no facetime spectacles, thank you. I have to be back in time for dinner otherwise you'll have no boyfriend to come back to.''

Finn groaned dramatically. ''But now I'm turned on.''

''I'm sure Peanut has something he can do to help?'' Regulus proposed. Once again, Leo's video paused with a smile, Finn's own matching grin spreading across his face a moment later.

''Well, that's definitely an image I can work with.'' There were light chuckles at his wording and his raised brows as his eyes roved over the picture appreciatively. ''God, you are unfairly hot,'' Finn mumbled quietly, almost to himself. Regulus saved Leo from having to reply from behind his light flush by pulling up in front of their house, grabbing his phone as he got out the car.

''This feels weird,'' he said as he opened the door, closing it softly behind him.

''What does, love?'' Logan asked.

''Being in your house without you here.''

''It's as much your place as it is ours, princess,'' Leo replied. Regulus stopped dead in his tracks at the bottom of the stairs, looking down at his phone with wide eyes. ''Sorry, didn't mean to overwhelm you.'' Regulus gave a faint nod, closing his mouth when he realised his jaw was dropped open slightly.

''Non, it's fine,'' he muttered, continuing up the stairs with a light cough. ''I don't think I've ever heard this place so quiet,'' he joked softly as he crouched in front of the wardrobe in Finn's room, putting his phone on the floor as he pulled out the box. Sensing his hesitancy through the phone, Leo gave some direction, the ordering tone to his voice soothing the nerves twisting in his stomach.

''Do you want me to pick for you or give you options to pick from?''

''Choisis pour moi, s'il te plaît?''

''The clear glass plug. The smaller one.'' He said the second part with more authority than he had the first.

''Why not the larger one?'' he pouted, leaning on a hand so his face came into frame as he loomed over his phone.

''Because you're being told to pick the smaller one.'' Not able to argue with his logic there, Regulus gave a slight huff but continued without another word. ''And maybe I'm looking forward to taking my time stretching you out again when we get back.''

''Well, I won't argue with that,'' he teased lightly.

He shuffled delicately through the box, finding what Leo had told him to. With it safely tucked into his bag, he replaced the box where he'd found it. Just when he was about to leave the bedroom, Regulus caught sight of Logan's jersey strung across the back of the armchair. He put it into his bag a moment later, jogging down the stairs and grabbing the house keys he'd left on the kitchen island. When he was back in the car, he zoned into the conversation the three of them were having, smiling at their teasing.

 

 

 

 

 

With the plug safely tucked away in his bottom drawer in his bedside table, Regulus replaced his house key in the edge of the photo frame on top of it, smiling at the mere thought of it as he headed back downstairs. He had left his phone with Julian, sat between his brother and his mom as they all chatted to his boyfriends. Although Finn's mom had heard Hope's voice and hijacked Finn's phone as well when Lyall had called Julian over to help him check on dinner to let Hope sit and chat. When Regulus leaned over the back of the sofa to give Hope a greeting kiss on the cheek, Finn's mom smiled brightly at him.

''There's the newest addition to the family, how are you darling?''

''I'm doing well. Merry Christmas, Harz-- Finn said you had a great morning,'' he smiled, realising that Alex was also referred to as 'Harzy', as was their dad.

''Merry Christmas, we did. His grandparents were very happy about the four of you. My mother actually knew instantly who you were. Apparently, according to my father, when they watch Lion matches, she always notices the Captain's good-looking younger brother before she manages to spot which one's her grandson.'' Her dancing smile was teasing - it reminded him so much of Finn once again. He let out an embarrassed laugh, Hope tilting her face up with a chuckle at his blush. ''They both approve of their grandson's taste.''

''I'm glad,'' Regulus laughed, smiling at Finn, peering over his mother's shoulder and giving him a sympathetic smile. He gave a subtle shake of his head. It's fine. There was chaos behind Finn and then three faces popped up next to him, all smiling widely.

''Hope!'' they chorused.

''Hey,'' Logan said, ''no hello for us?'' Leo laughed where he was perched at his stove, mixing something that Regulus was sure was delicious.

''You know we love you two Tremzy,'' Natalie teased.

''But we see you every fucking week, I can't remember the last time we saw Momma Loops,'' Kasey jibed.

''Hi, my loves, Merry Christmas. I hope you aren't giving the Harzys too much trouble?''

'''Course not, besides, we get passes for most of the chaos because at least we aren't all mopey at night like someone else,'' Alex assured, dodging a swat from Finn.

Hope gave Regulus a pointed look. Sounds like you. Giving a little offended noise, Hope had turned back to the screen before he could argue against her. ''We have one of those over here too. You can always tell when they haven't spoken in a few hours,'' she teased. There were two agreeing hums from Remus and his brother that he whacked at the back of their heads for.

There was more idle chatter and teasing, multiple people squeezing into all the screens when Logan's sisters heard that Natalie was on the phone. It was a loving blend of chaos and laughter until Lyall headed back in, Julian in tow, to say that dinner would only need another half an hour or so. Everyone began saying their goodbyes, however begrudgingly, soon after that, promises of visits and more talks soon. Eventually, Regulus was passed his phone back, his boyfriends once again alone on the other end. He dipped into the kitchen while everyone began hunting around for the crackers that Sirius was sure he'd bought but had no clue where he'd put.

''Call before bed?'' Leo asked, smiling at the varying versions of 'well, duh' he got in return.

Regulus smiled. ''I love your families,'' he mumbled, not able to remember a time when he had felt so comfortable with people he'd only met a few times if that.

''They love you,'' Logan replied. Regulus' smile softened into a more bashful one.

I miss you. At the sudden painful thud of his heart as he remembered they'd still be gone for another few days, he made himself push the thought aside, shaking it out his head. ''I love you, see you later.'' He took a deep, shuddering breath in the silence of the kitchen before he opened the cupboard he was leant against. Box of Christmas crackers in hand, he called to the rest of them that the hunt was over and that it was good at least one brother remembered the general contents of their kitchen cupboards as they all gathered in the decorated dining room.

 

 

 

 

 

Regulus hadn't planned on having yet another shower that day but the never-ending dancing and Christmas karaoke that they had ended the day with had him feeling far too gross to sleep without one. His attention was entirely on the object he'd left on the countertop of his sink, even though it was no longer visible through the steamed-up glass of the shower. Turning his head up to the scathing stream, he let his mind wander, his hands following soon after. With one hand braced on the shower and the other wrapped around himself, Regulus let his mind drift back to a few days ago, the feeling of Logan inside him, Leo and Finn knelt before him with flushed faces and trembling hands. He won't ever get tired of being with them, touching them, being touched by them. He was addicted to it in the best way. He forced himself to take his hand away just as he was about to come.

Within seconds, he'd flicked the shower off and had a hand braced on his sink, the other shakily reaching for the bottle of lube next to the plug on top of it. He took a deep breath to calm his trembles, covering three fingers with the liquid. He watched the flush spread up his chest in the mirror as he eased a finger inside himself, a broken breath slipping from his lips. Before he could think much of it, he grabbed at his phone, sliding it over to himself. He only continued his motions when the recorder was blinking up at him. Recording. 0:01. 0:02. 0:03. He watched the seconds tick on and on to ground himself as he stretched himself open. The bathroom door was closed, as was his bedroom door; he paid no mind to it when moans slipped from his lips, gasping breaths and curses following soon after. When he eased in a third finger, he felt himself loosen. With his free hand, he released his grip on the sink to drizzle more lube messily over the plug. He quickly replaced that grip when he knees quaked.

Before sliding them out, he heard Logan's voice in his head. He'd mentioned to him about a week or so before they left that he felt awkward, almost nervous, at exploring pleasure without them. Even his experience with generally touching himself was limited considering his desires for it were rarer than what was apparently normal prior to meeting them. Logan had told him to just pretend that they were together if that was when he was most comfortable. Under the cloud of pleasure, his mind wouldn't be too hard to convince that the hands touching him were theirs instead of him.

He'd reassured him that exploring his own pleasure was normal, which is when Regulus had kicked at him where they were cuddling for the cliche saying. Logan had just laughed and soothed Regulus' squirming with a kiss to the side of his neck before he continued. ''It is,'' he'd laughed. ''Everyone gets pleasure in different ways, from different things, different experiences. Finding out which ones are yours is good. You'll get more comfortable in your body and,'' he'd nosed at his ear, ''if you know what feels good for you, we can...expand on that. I don't think I have to convince you that when given the opportunity, we can be quite imaginative.'' They hadn't really done much talking after that, to say the least.

With that echoing in his mind, a faint smile on his face at the memory, he brushed up with his fingers, searching for the spot the boys had gotten so adept at finding with ease. His fingertips brushed it faintly, barely reaching due to the angle. It was that which made him slide his fingers out, the touch nowhere near enough. The press of the cool glass made him gasp raggedly. His mind went blank, his mouth dropped as it slide inside of him.

''Oh fuck.''

His moan echoed off the tiles back to himself. The sound made him remember the recording he'd set, the fact that, if he wanted it to, the boys could have that same sound echoing to them. And if he was going to do that, he might as well make it worth the listen.

''I wish you were here,'' he whispered, swallowing down the embarrassment in his throat. They're listening, he told himself. They like listening to you. ''I like knowing you're going to listen to this. I like knowing it'll turn you on. The thought,'' he broke off with a deep moan as he got closer to the widest part of the glass, ''the thought that you'll listen to this and get off to it,'' he moaned again, this time at saying it aloud. ''I missed having something inside me,'' he smirked even as his eyes fluttered back, ''fuck, you've made me into a such a whore.'' He laughed, hearing how wrecked his voice was. ''I don't mind,'' he mused, pressing slightly harder just until the stretch burned gently. ''I quite like being your slut. I'd rather not have to open myself up though. I just wanna be spread out underneath you,'' he swallowed against his dry throat, ''for you to do whatever you want with, not have to think, just let you make me feel good.'' He gave a giddy laugh as his cock throbbed where it was trapped between his stomach and the sink. ''I guess you knew I was a pillow princess before I did - can spot a dumb slut from a mile away.'' The plug slid the rest of the way in and settled. Regulus let his head drop back, relishing in the feeling of it inside of him; foreign and so, so different from the solid warmth of their cocks. ''I'm your dumb slut,'' he mumbled, both hands braced against the sink.

It didn't take much for him to come after that. He wrapped a hand around himself delicately, the mere sensation of his fingertips against his cock sending whines slipping from his lips. ''Oh god,'' he whimpered. He shifted his weight on his feet so he could get a better grip around himself. The movement shifted the angle of the plug, the rounded glass tip pressing up against his prostate. His moan was more of a gasp, a stuttering breath inward at the sensation. ''Merde, oh merde. C'est juste là.'' He jerked himself quickly, leaning all his weight onto his one braced hand, his fingertips digging into the marble. ''I'm coming,'' he whimpered, his breath and moans getting stuck in his throat as his body bowed forwards, his mouth lax as his brows knitted tightly together. He let himself relish in the hormones warming his body, panting to catch his breath desperately.

He grabbed his phone, bringing the speaker up to him with a slight bashful laugh. ''I don't know if I'm going to send this or not but if I do, I love you. Can't wait for you to get home.'' He ended the recording and leaned heavily on the sink once again with a huff. It was several minutes before his legs stopped tingling but that was probably because he still had yet to take the plug out. He decided to keep it in for a while, especially considering they'd be on call again soon. Figuring it could be a thanks to Leo for the, frankly, gorgeous photo he'd sent earlier and all the photos and videos they had inadvertently given him through Cubshots, he opened their group chat.

 

20:39 You: for the love of god put some headphones on before you play this. if any of your family hear any of this, pls tell me so i can mentally prepare for the next time i speak to them

20:39 You: Voice Message 9:21

20:40 You: can't really remember much of this. gonna go and die of embarrassment for a while xx

 

Before he could overthink and delete all of the messages, he flicked his phone off and slung a towel around his waist once he'd wiped the cum from his skin and sink. Walking was...an experience, meaning he had to stop twice when covering the four feet between his bathroom and his bed. He settled on boxers and was about to throw on a hoodie before he remembered what he'd grabbed from theirs - well, what else he'd grabbed from theirs. Logan's jersey smelled so much like him it caught him off guard for a moment, although he wasn't sure why. It was the man's shirt. He lifted the neck, burying his nose in it and breathing in deeply. It was different from his cologne, just slightly - the mix of his body wash, his shampoo, his cologne and just Logan making a smell he'd know anywhere. He wrapped himself in the thick Sherpa of the blanket Logan had gotten him and scrolled through his phone, the feeling of the plug inside him getting more and more familiar.

 

 

 

 

 

Finn bid his parents goodnight, more than intent to settle with Alex, Kasey and Natalie until later. The three of them were snuggled on the long sofa, Finn opting instead for the plush armchair nearby. He sipped on his wine as he grabbed his phone off the arm of the chair when it buzzed. A quick skim of the first message from 'Curly' had his brows rising, his wine being replaced on the coaster in favour of patting around on the single coffee table next to the chair for his earphones. His hands were fumbling as he slid them from the case, his gaze flicking to the sofa and seeing the three angled away from him and towards the TV, more than focused on the others on the sofa and not him.

After triple-checking his earphones were connected, he pressed play on the voice message and was immediately thankful for the dim lighting - the only illumination coming from the TV and the fairy lights on the tree. He tugged the blanket further up his body, making sure the bulk was over his lap.

The breath rushed out of him when the first small moan came through his headphones, Finn instantly turning up the volume as loud as he dared lest the TV go quiet and leave the sound audible. ''Oh my god,'' he mumbled to himself, the words little more than a breath. He paused it a second later, knowing instantly that his face would make it completely obvious. ''Hey, I'm gonna head up,'' he said, grabbing his still nearly-full glass of wine to take with him.

''Got a call with the boys?'' Natalie asked.

''Yeah, in a little bit.''

''Have fun,'' she sang with a smile, accepting the kiss on the cheek he gave her. Kasey leaned up from where he was lying back against Alex's chest, his legs slung over Natalie's lap, to clap their hands together as his smile matched Natalie's. Alex ruffled his hair and clapped his shoulder.

''Don't do anything I wouldn't do, little brother.''

''That's a short list then,'' he joked. He got up to his room and placed his wine on his bedside table before he realised he'd left his earphone case downstairs. To save himself the trip later, he jogged back down the stairs, refraining from moving to an outright run. He smiled to himself when he saw they had shuffled positions, Kasey now leaned up more into a sitting position, his back still against Alex's chest. Natalie was kissing him deeply, her nails drawing patterns along his thigh as she took control, Kasey instantly following her lead. Alex had moved Kasey's shoulder-length blond hair to the side, the lengths pulled into a makeshift ponytail, holding it out the way as he kissed sensually along his neck, his other hand having disappeared up his shirt to feel along the muscle of his torso.

Finn saw Natalie freeze, squinting into the darkness to see if she was hallucinating or not. ''It's just me,'' he assured, seeing her instantly relax that it wasn't her mother or father-in law. He grabbed his earphone case off the table, holding it up in explanation. Alex just hummed against Kasey's neck in understanding, making Kasey's spine stiffen. His brother grinned against his husband's neck, who jokingly glared at Finn when he laughed. ''Have fun,'' he sang, mirroring Natalie's comment earlier.

''Night,'' they chorused back in return.

Leaving his brother to do exactly what he'd be doing if his boyfriends were there, he now did run up the stairs, thankful his parents' room was on the opposite side of the house to his. Settling with his back against the headboard, he turned his volume up further before pressing play again. He relaxed with his wine in hand, listening intently to Regulus. He'd forgotten how much he missed hearing him moan. He'd been fairly quiet on the phone the night before, far quieter than he usually was with his whimpering pleas as he went mindless. They had never really had to keep quiet though so maybe Finn was just used to him being as loud as he pleased and it had nothing to do with Regulus being shy at all.

He heard the exact moment he moved slightly too fast and the stretch was just on the wrong side of too much. He heard when he got lost in his head, his fingers moving rhythmically to stretch himself out while he did. He heard the frustration in the whimper as he couldn't quite reach where he wanted to. And then he heard the gasp when an unfamiliar surface touched his skin and Finn realised he wasn't just touching himself, he was playing with his new toy.

His next sip of wine was more of a gulp as his heartbeat sped, thudding viciously against his ribs as he hung off every slight sound and shuffle.

''Oh fuck.'' God he sounded ruined. What Finn would have paid to have been a fly on the wall while he was doing this; to see his face as he registered the intrusion and realised how good it felt, how much better it was going to feel. He knew he had a fuck-stupid grin on his face when Regulus began talking, his voice trembling for more than one reason as he spoke to them. Then there was a slight pause before he continued, his voice steadier then, more confident than it had been. When he admitted that them getting off got him off, his grin only widened. The exhibitionist streak was in all of them apparently.

Finn had to pause it to breathe after that. Just for a minute. There was something about hearing Regulus go from nervous and shaky to calling himself a whore that drove him utterly insane. He played it again after another large chug of wine and then wished he had taken another minute or so - although he didn't believe any amount of time could have prepared him for the next part.

''I'm your dumb slut.''

His jaw physically dropped, placing his wine on the side and sitting up, spinning to rest his feet on the floor as he sat on the edge of his bed, needing solid ground underneath him to stop his head spinning. It was on repeat in his head, over and over and over again. He pressed play once more, his feet still braced against the floor, a hand over his mouth as his elbows rested against his knees as he listened to his boyfriend come. Then he went back to the start and listened to it again. And again. And one more time for good measure.

Patting around on his bed for his phone, he removed his earphones and waited for it to ring. Regulus answered after only two.

''Hi,'' he whispered.

Finn swallowed thickly. ''Anything you want. When I get back, you can have anything you want.'' Regulus whimpered unconsciously at the deepness of his voice, the rough husk it had become. ''If you just want to lie back and have me make you come a thousand times, that's fine. Whatever you want, I'll do it.''

''You don't mind me being a pillow princess?'' Regulus teased quietly, the faint smile in his voice obvious through his tone.

He was breathless as he laughed in response. ''You know I don't, sweetheart. Besides, you more than make up for it.'' There was a slight pause as he took a deep breath in, the cloud of arousal over his mind distracting him for a moment. ''The plug was good then? You like it?''

Regulus hummed in consideration. ''It's...different, not a bad different. The feeling just isn't what I'm used to.'' He waited patiently while Regulus almost audibly continued to think. '''S cold.''

Finn gave a bright laugh, pressing his lips together to try and muffle it when Regulus scoffed. ''Sorry, sorry. I just didn't expect that to be what you said.''

''It is!'' he argued, laughing slightly as well. ''It's good though,'' he settled on. ''It's comfortable to have in, you can't really feel it if you stay still but whenever you move, it feels good.'' There was a rustle of blankets and then a short gasp of breath from Regulus' lips.

''Do you still have it in?'' Finn asked, sitting bolt upright now, glad he still had his feet grounding him.

''Well, yeah. Should I not?'' Regulus' voice had gone from confident to nervous in a second, guilt flooding Finn instantly.

''No, no, baby, it's up to you. If you want to keep it in, there's no reason you shouldn't. I just didn't realise you had.'' Regulus made no response. ''Okay?'' he questioned, his tone firmer than the soft reassurance it had been.

''Okay,'' Regulus responded. That was a good sign - he wasn't that weirded out if it only took a little prompt.

''Are you feeling better about the recording now that you've got over the initial 'I can't believe I'm doing this' period?''

''Well,'' he replied, his tone far lighter than it had been when the anxiety had set in, ''that entirely depends on you. Did you like it?''

Finn pulled a face at his phone. Did he like it? Was he insane? ''If I tell you that I listened to it four times and got light-headed, would that answer your question?''

He smiled at the bright giggle Regulus let out, noting that it had that floaty sound he got when he was slipping. ''You got light-headed?''

''Forgive me if my blood wasn't exactly flowing to my head.'' There was another laugh and a shuffle of a blanket before Regulus replied, his muffled voice telling Finn he was most likely half-hidden under his blanket - definitely slipping.

''I'll take that as a good sign,'' his tapered laugh faded off before he spoke again. ''Can we switch to facetime, please?''

Finn was instantly complying as soon as the sentence had left his mouth. ''Sorry, baby,'' he said when Regulus' face popped up on the screen, half-hidden as he'd predicted, ''I was in such a rush to call you I didn't even notice.'' A crooked grin spread over his face right before he nuzzled down into the blanket more to hide his blush. ''You look so cute.'' Regulus gave a squeak of protest that Finn ignored. ''Surprisingly innocent considering you're stretched around a butt plug.'' The next thing Finn saw was just a dark screen as Regulus cussed him out without actually cussing him out as he lay his phone face-down on his bed. His little bashful laughs between each chastisement showed that he was in a stable enough headspace that light-hearted teasing was more than alright.

''You're so mean,'' he groaned.

''Oh, I know, I'm horrible,'' he chuckled, taking the time to lie back against his headboard again, this time with a blanket thrown over himself. There was a buzz a split second before Logan's request to join the call came through, a quick tap of Finn's thumb and his face popped up. Regulus had picked his phone back up at the noise, just in time to watch as Logan connected.

''I am fucking hiding in our downstairs bathroom, trying to get rid of a boner before everyone notices that I'm conspicuously absent from the final round of Christmas games.'' Finn covered his mouth against his chortle at Logan's hissed whispers.

''I gave you warning that it wouldn't exactly be PG,'' Regulus chuckled.

''You really think that I'm gonna just sit there with an almost ten minute recording of my boyfriend getting off and wait until it's convenient to listen to it? 'Cause I did - I fully thought I was going to be able to wait until later then the next minute I'm hiding in here, which is freezing by the way, with a very obvious hard-on.''

''Is it not going away?'' Regulus asked, the mischief in his tone telling them that he was going to be absolutely no help with making that situation any less obvious. ''If it helps, I've been half-hard for a while. It keeps brushing against my prostate, it's driving me crazy,'' he says, innocence written all over his face. Finn watched Logan go through all the emotions he had when he'd realised that he was still wearing it, a cheeky smile on his face. Before Logan could actually voice any of his expressions, Regulus continued just as lightly as before. ''Do you not think it'd be quicker just to deal with it rather than waiting for yourself to get less horny while your boyfriends purposefully try to turn you on?''

There was barely a second of pause before Logan began tugging his belt off, fumbling with the buckle with one hand.

''Do you have a suit on?''

''Half a suit technically. Maman insists on formal-ish attire for Christmas Day. She snapped one day when we were teenagers and all her children were sat around the table in sweats and hoodies,'' he mumbled in explanation, grunting with annoyance as he fought with his zipper. With his trousers finally open enough that he could reach into his boxers, Logan's eyes fluttered when he wrapped a hand around himself.

''Jerk yourself off for me,'' Regulus said, quieter now, testing how the words sounded in his mouth.

A faint smile spread across Logan's lips as he did as he was told. ''God I love it when you're chatty.'' Regulus flushed instead of rolling his eyes like Finn had thought he would do. ''Oh shit,'' he whispered. Logan was fighting to keep his breaths even and quiet.

''Has no one noticed you're gone yet?'' Finn asked with a laugh.

''If,'' Logan took a shaky breath, ''you saw how many people are in my house right now, you'd understand why.''

Right on cue, there was a distinct knock that had Logan freezing. ''Lo, you in here? We're about to start.''

''Yep, I'll be out in a minute,'' he called back, fighting to keep his voice stale and glaring at Finn and Regulus; both now muted but very obviously cackling at his current situation.

''Alright,'' Noelle called back. Logan opened his mouth to yell (as loudly as he dared) but quickly closed it again when Noelle's voice echoed again. ''Oh, do you know where we put the popcorn bags?''

''Cupboard above the microwave, I think.''

''I told her,'' Noelle mumbled back, Logan listening for the sound of her feet padding away on the floorboards before he dared to even whisper again.

''You're both cruel,'' he muttered with a faint laugh.

Regulus hummed noncommittally. ''Something tells me you aren't that mad.'' That seemed to make Logan decide that there was other things to focus on other than his boyfriends laughing at his misery. As his luck would have it, there was a bustle of chatter outside the door right as he was about to come. With his teeth gritted so hard his jaw ached in protest, he trembled through his orgasm, half-lidded eyes flicking to where he'd leaned his phone up against the wall.

He smiled and shook his head at the two of them looking back at him, Finn appreciating the flush that had risen along his cheekbones while Regulus just looked pleased with himself. A few deep breaths later, he pushed off from where he'd been leaning all his weight on the sink, cleaning the cum off his hand and picking up his phone.

''Give me an hour and we can carry this on without interruption. And hopefully with Peanut. Don't drive Harzy too crazy, baby,'' he winked. ''Oh and Harz,'' Logan said before he ended the call on his end, ''tell Jaxson his boyfriend-in-law says Merry Christmas.'' Finn gave an exasperated sigh, grumbling out an agreement only when Logan refused to leave until he gave some degree of a promise that he would. Finn and Regulus gave soft chuckles and even softer goodbyes before they were alone again, grinning at each other.

 

 

 

 

 

Leo couldn't stop looking at them. He was trying to listen to the story about Julian Regulus was telling them all but then he looked at them and just got entirely distracted. He wholeheartedly blamed the new addiction he now had thanks to Regulus' message; more specifically, not being able to do anything about it in person.

''Pinotte?'' Inwardly scolding himself, he perked up where he was lying on his side, head propped up on his hand. He smiled at the nickname - he got called peanut a lot but it was rarer to get called it in French. ''Am I boring you, Sir?'' Regulus teased, his nose scrunching playfully even though he was finished with his story.

''Sorry, princess. I'm paying attention,'' he assured.

"No, you do look weird. What's up?" Finn agreed, his smile teasing and soft with sleep.

Leo just shook his head ever so slightly. "Jus' miss you." The three fond looks he got in return made his heart squeeze, the only thing making him look away being the soft knock at his door. A second later, his mom's head popped round the door.

"I was making myself some tea, figured you could probably do with one of these," she explained, heading in with a steaming mug. Leo sat up, taking it from her with a smile and breathed it in. He moaned appreciatively at the smell of the fresh milk that no one in Gryff seemed to be able to replicate. "It's the good stuff, I promise," she smiled.

"It always is, mama. Thank you." She brushed back his hair and kissed his forehead gently. She could see the toll it was taking, hear him tossing and turning at all hours and mumbling in his sleep before he eventually gave up and just went to sit downstairs to watch the sunrise. At the same time that it upset her, she was grateful for it, that he was so happy with his little family that being away from it killed him. As a mother that amount of love and happiness was the only thing she had ever wanted for him. Well, and that he could make his passion his career. So far, she was going two for two.

"Get some sleep," she ordered gently, raising her vice slightly when she continued. "All of you get some sleep, you're stressing out your mothers when you all look like the walking dead every morning." Leo smiled at the interaction when their laughs came echoing through the phone, all of them seeing his mom's jesting smile where she'd leaned into frame.

"Will do, Miss K," Finn sang - he'd refused to call her Eloise over the past few years, he said he wanted to be different considering he was her favourite future son-in-law (Logan never argued against him, Eloise always gave him a cuddle whenever Finn said that to assure him she loved them both equally so it was a win-win). Logan and Regulus' agreements came straight after Finn's.

"Goodnight, my darlings, I hope you had a wonderful Christmas." After another chorus of good nights and well wishes, his mom headed out.

"G'night, maman."

She smiled fondly at Leo then closed the door gently behind her.

"How are you sleeping, baby?"

"Me?" Logan nodded.

"Yes, you. You're always the one triple-checking how we're doing but never let us do the same."

Leo sipped his drink, letting the nostalgic taste soften his guard a little, stopping the immediate reassurance already creeping it's way up his throat. "About the same as you. 'S not the same without someone's knee in my ribs." Understanding faint smiles met his jibe. "Like I said, I just miss you. So much," he whispered, glancing away from the screen and over to the corner of his room as he drank again, moreso for something to keep himself busy. Leo would've kissed Logan if he could (for a number of reasons, of course) when he decided not to push, giving him a look that could sweeten salt before turning the attention away from him.

"And Regie-baby, how are you?"

Regulus pulled a little face. "I'm good, why wouldn't I be?"

"I was just checking. You were slipping when I spoke to you earlier and that was about," he flicked his eyes to the clock, "two hours ago now and you still are. Just making sure it wasn't overwhelming you too much."

"Oh," Regulus considered the thought. "Non, I'm okay. It's quite nice, I feel like I haven't slipped properly in ages though."

Finn hummed in agreement. "There's been some dipping in and out of it but yeah, you're doing very well handling it on your own, sweetie."

Even with the man practically glowing at the praise, Regulus' brows furrowed. "I'm not exactly alone, we've been on call for like three hours now."

Finn couldn't help but smile. He was such a stickler for specifics whenever he was slipping. "That's a good point. Without us there to cuddle you, then. You're doing well without that."

A soft pout pushed out his lips as he gave an agreeing sound.

Logan heart broke at the sight. "Awe, baby, if I could crawl through the phone and cuddle under your blankets with you, I would." There were instantly two passionate agreements from Leo and Finn.

"I wish you could," he answered but then perked up slightly. "Does that mean you won't be mad at me for stealing your jersey when I went to yours earlier?"

"My jersey?" Logan asked, his grin broadening when Regulus gave a nod and shuffled upright just so that he could grab hold of the fabric and show he was wearing it. "Babe, I don't think there's a universe where I'll ever be able to be mad at you while you're wearing my jersey." Regulus laughed in reply while he cosied back down into his blankets.

"It's just... comforting," he mumbled in explanation. "I'll trade it in for you when you get back." His eyes were half-closed even as his lips were upturned into a soft smile. Leo had been continuously sipping his drink while they had chatted, now only with a mouthful left that he chugged down, placing his mug down on his bedside.

"I'm just going to brush my teeth then head to bed," he said.

"You're not staying on until you fall asleep?" Regulus asked, Finn and Logan closing their mouths showed they'd been about to ask the same thing. Leo shook his head at them, his own smile tugging at the corners of his lips

"'Course I am, I was just letting you know because I'm leaving my phone here while I do it."

Regulus looked as disgruntled as he had before. "Quoi?" He pouted, his voice muffled where his face was half-smothered by soft fabric.

"Because the light and the noise will just wake you right back up. I'll be two minutes, lovely, I promise." At Regulus' mumble that he was sure translated to something along the lines of 'well, if you must', he headed into the bathroom, a smile on his lips the entire time he brushed his teeth.

When he'd returned, after deciding to ignore Regulus' sassy mutter of 'finally', Logan and Finn had crawled into bed and were chatting between themselves considering Regulus looked like he would drop to sleep any second. They smiled at him when they heard the rustle of his quilt. After a quick scan to check that none of them were using the light from their phones, courtesy of his lamp, Leo flicked it off and shuffled to lie down. He propped his phone up against the cushion opposite him, the three faces just illuminated by the faint reflection of light off the others to make them visible.

Regulus fluffed at the bulk of yet another blanket, using it to lean his phone against so he no longer had to hold it. There was a flash of white fur for a second while he shifted to get comfy that popped back in a few seconds later. It was Finn's bunny, tucked under his nose that he nuzzled down into.

Leo smiled inwardly as he watched Finn's face reflect his heart turning to mush in his chest.

"Bonne nuit," Regulus yawned.

"G'night, loves." Finn suppressed a yawn himself.

"I love you," Logan mumbled.

Leo waited a few seconds for Logan's shuffling to settle, making sure he was comfortable before he whispered back.

"Sweet dreams, mes amours."

Chapter 21: Returns, Surprises and Slipping

Summary:

may is here my loves!!
the boys are backkkkk!!! (if anyone else thought of the high school musical song, we're on the same wavelength)
i couldn't do another chapter with the boys away but to be fair i didn't really plan to have them away for too long they're just so much cuter together!
those who love finn and regie together...you're welcome...and for those who love finn taking control and leaning more into leo's level of having fairly low tolerance for bratting...you're doubly as welcome :)))
thank you so much for reading, as always darlings
~ 13,000

In hind sight, Regulus absolutely should have thought twice about pinky-promising Julian that they could do as many hours of one-on-ones as he wanted. Slumped on one of the chairs at the kitchen island, head lying on his arms as he took ragged breaths, Hope, still chuckling uncontrollably at him, slid over a Gatorade. 

''Ode to the days you were young and spritely, huh?'' she asked with a smile. Regulus brought his head away from his arms to playfully narrow his eyes at her.

''Are you calling me old?'' 

''You can take that however you want to, love.'' He let out a tired laugh before chugging down as much Gatorade as he could before he had to take another heaving breath. It was dark outside by the time they had come out from the basement, although considering the sun set before five in the afternoon, that wasn't really a surprise. Boxing Day had passed pretty uneventfully although they had all gone out shopping through the post-Christmas sales that were apparently far better in Gryff than in Wisconsin. Then they had come back and Julian, Remus, Sirius and Regulus had all spent the evening on the rink while Lyall and Hope had some peace and quiet to watch a movie and relax. He had been exhausted so he had only spoken for about an hour to his boys before Regulus had fallen asleep despite fighting to stay awake.

He had sent them a loving apology message that morning for it that was instantly rebutted by all three of them almost at once, telling him that they would rather him get sleep instead of forcing himself to stay up. 

Hope had disappeared from the kitchen to take Julian some more water for after he got out of the shower so Regulus picked up his phone while he gave his legs some time to rejuvenate themselves before he went for his own shower. He flicked through his emails, seeing nothing of any general importance and then opened Instagram. His hand froze where he had been about to squeeze more Gatorade into his mouth. Replacing the bottle on the island, he zoomed into the photo Finn had put on his story a few hours ago. Yep, that was definitely Jaxson. Finn was with four other guys as well as Jaxson - other friends from growing up, he guessed, although one looked similar to Alex so maybe a cousin or two. Regulus' brows furrowed, Finn had said Jaxson was going to be gone by now. Well, not gone gone, Regulus supposed, considering he did live in the same area as Finn but he didn't think he and Finn were going to be spending any more time together before he came back. As soon as the thought popped into his head, guilt flooded after it. He was entitled to see his friend as much as he wanted for the limited time he was home. 

Almost on cue, Finn's text in the group chat popped up.

 

17:48 Fishcake: Hi loves, are you free to call? I miss you xxx

 

A small smile painted itself on Regulus' lips, all funny feelings about Jaxson being shoved aside as his heart swelled at the honest admission. 

 

17:48 You: just got out the rink, give me ten to shower then im all yours xxx
17:48 You: i miss you too 

 
Deciding his legs will just have to work with the rest they got, he rose, chugging his Gatorade as he headed up the stairs to his room. He showered as quickly as humanly possible whilst also getting all the grim sweat off his body, scrubbing some shampoo through his hair as he did. His phone was the first thing he checked after he got out, slinging a towel around his waist while scruffing another over his hair. 

 

17:51 Peanut: YES! - was all Leo had typed in response, the group chat telling him that he and Finn were already on the phone, the blinking icon luring him to join. 

 

17:52 Shortcake: i'm just finishing a movie with my sisters, should be about half an hour x

 

Regulus pulled a face, the text sounded weird, different from how Logan usually texted. Deciding not to think much of it considering he may well have just typed out a quick reply, Regulus joined the call, slinging the towel he'd used for his hair back on top of the hamper in his bathroom while it connected. 

''Hi princess,'' they both chorused, the two of them laughing straight after.

''Hi loves,'' he grinned, putting his phone on top of his drawers while he grabbed out a pair of sweats to chuck on. ''Did you see Lo's text?'' he checked, in case they had been distracted chatting and missed it.

''Yeah,'' Leo answered with a tight smile. 

Regulus tugged his sweats up and over his hips. ''Okay, I thought it was just me thinking his text was weird but obviously not.''

''No, that's my fault,'' Finn sighed. 

Regulus was replying before he could think. ''Because of Jaxson?'' Finn looked surprised. Right, he hadn't been there when Leo had told him who he was and they hadn't mentioned it since. ''Sorry,'' he cringed, ''none of my business.'' Leo and Logan had met Jaxson, he hadn't; he felt odd that he disliked the guy so much when he had never spoken to him. 

''Babe, if your boyfriend's upset, of course it's your business,'' Finn disagreed. ''I figured Jaxson might be there but I didn't want to mention it. His name kind of has a way of bringing down the mood."

"You know you don't have to feel guilty about seeing your friend, right?" he asked, his heart squeezing at Finn's guilt even though it wasn't him that had upset Logan.

Finn made a small noise of disagreement. "I know it irritates Lo."

"Baby," Leo jumped in, "Jaxson is the one that irritates Lo, not you. Mostly because he hates that he puts you in uncomfortable situations when he hits on you every five seconds. Lo's not mad at you, you haven't done anything wrong," he assured softly. "M'kay?" Finn nodded, giving Leo a gentle smile even though his eyes were still sad. 

There were a few seconds of silence, where Regulus headed over to sit cross-legged on his bed, leaning his phone against his pillows, before Finn spoke again. ''He wasn't always this bad with it. When we were growing up it was fine and then we got to our last year of school and it got really full-on.'' Regulus was about to assure him that he didn't have to explain himself but he seemed to be focused so Regulus stayed silent, as did Leo. ''It wasn't that big of a deal, I still thought I was straight and then I moved to Massachusetts for Harvard and we didn't see each other as much. It still happened whenever I went home, but again, still thought I was straight and just really good friends with Lo. Then I came out when I realised I liked men, although it was still just one man at the time,'' Regulus smiled despite himself when Finn did, although it was distant. ''And it just got worse after that and I thought that after me, Lo and Peanut got together and it was public that he would respect it and leave us be. It got subtler but it didn't stop.'' Finn rubbed at his eyes, groaning into his hands. ''When he doesn't and it's normal, it's fine, he's still just Jax.'' He laid his hands back where he had been tugging at them in his lap with a sigh, rolling out the tension in his neck. ''I just don't get that Jax too often anymore.'' 

''I'm sorry, mon cœur,'' Regulus whispered. ''How was he today?''

''Alright for the start. Then another of my mates asked about you guys, he'd heard about you,'' Finn smiled, genuinely this time, ''and then he was back to it.'' 

''I'm sorry,'' Regulus said again, not able to think of anything else he could say to help.

''You'll be home soon, darlin','' Leo soothed. That made Finn look up to the screen again, a lingering quirk to his lips. 

''I can't wait.'' Leo steered the conversation away from Jaxson then, Finn's relief showing in every part of his body. 

 

 

 

Leo gave a subtle nod of his head. You okay? Regulus quirked a small smile in response, thankful when he saw Leo's eyes flick away from where he was on his screen. Logan had joined a minute ago, instantly more subdued than he usually was. Finn had immediately apologised for not telling him that Jaxson was going to be there - it helped a little, Logan glad that he was honest about it before he had to ask. Regulus was watching Logan's face now, able to see as it sank in that Finn was nervous. 

''Harz,'' Logan said, interrupting Finn's anxious rambling as the man instantly fell silent, brown eyes round and focused so intently on Logan. ''I'm not mad at you, well, I'm a little...irked that you told me he was going to be gone after Christmas when you already had plans to go out later, but I'm not upset with you, I understand why you did. All my issues are with him. Unfortunately, I am stuck permanently adoring you whether I want to or not,'' he smiled. Regulus' own heart softened when Finn slowly realised that he was being teased, a gradual smile spreading over his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He reached and grabbed his tea off the side, taking a sip at precisely the wrong time. ''I mean he isn't the one that's had you literally beg to be allowed to fuck him so,'' Logan pursed his lips to punctuate his point, breaking into a laugh when Regulus almost spat out his tea.

Leo let out a belly laugh as Finn spluttered then just went red(er than he already was). Regulus quite liked this, after Leo had constantly been getting distracted earlier and Finn for once being the one to become a blushing mess now, the change of pace was nice. 

Just as Logan was about to do his best to make Finn as deeply red as humanly possible, a notification appeared at the top of his screen. 

 

18:28 princess regie: i quite like that those two are the ones being teased for once

 

Logan grinned. 

 

18:28 You: agreed. its a prelude to their new years present

 

18:29 princess regie: speaking of, i was thinking that we could add to the surprise a little

 

Logan's brows rose, his eyes flicking to the screen to see that Regulus was innocently smiling along to Leo complimenting how pretty Finn looked when he blushed.

 

18:29 You: youve got my attention.

 

18:29 princess regie: well harzys the one that edits the photos if theyre being printed, right? like the ones you guys have round the house?

 

18:29 You: oui 

 

Logan narrowed his eyes slightly, Regulus just smirking subtly before he began texting back. 

 

18:29 princess regie: i was thinking maybe we take a few photos and let him edit them to keep in their wallets. as an innocent keepsake xx

 

Logan didn't bother to keep his expression subtle, widening his eyes and nodding intently. 

 

18:29 princess regie: alright then, we just have to figure out how to sneak away at some point to take them

 

18:30 You: im sure theyll let us out of bed eventually xxx

 

''Alright there, baby?'' Finn asked Regulus with a light laugh. 

''Mhm,'' Regulus squeaked, his voice just as high as it had been when he had unintentionally let out a little noise at Logan's text. ''Just thinking.''

''About what?'' Logan asked, pressing his lips together for a second to stop his laugh. ''Oh, being continuously railed until you can't think straight?'' he questioned innocently. 

''So that's what you two are secretly texting about?'' Leo asked, his tongue running along his teeth. Regulus opened his mouth to argue back against Logan's statement but drew a blank on any witty responses so instead stuck his tongue out at him and folded his arms over his chest.

''Awe, baby, as pretty as your lips look when you pout, there's no need to sulk,'' Finn teased.

 

 

Eventually, meaning after a considerable amount of continued pouting and not so PG promises for when they return, they stopped teasing a now very flustered Regulus and moved onto more generic topics of conversation. It was in the middle of a fairly heated debate about dessert toppings that Regulus noticed that Logan's last stubborn statement had been a while ago, the man now silently laying on his stomach, his chin resting on his arms.

''Quoi de neuf, mon chou?'' he asked when there was a few beats between Leo and Finn's passionate back-and-forth debate.

''Rien,'' Logan mumbled. It was that which made Finn and Leo hone in on him in seconds. 

''Ange,'' Leo said. 

''Miss you,'' he whispered. ''I just want a cuddle,'' he said slightly louder. Before any of the boys could reply, there was the sound of footsteps gradually getting louder and then Logan's scream echoed through the phone.

''Oh, dear brother,'' Noelle said, clinging onto Logan as best she could where she had landed on his back as he wriggled to try and fling her off, ''if you wanted a hug why didn't you just say so?'' Leo, Finn and Regulus kept a beat of silence before they were all howling with laughter as Logan still tried to squirm out of her grip. 

''I didn't mean you, jesus christ,'' he scowled, his attempts to dislodge her remaining unsuccessful. 

''It's alright, you can admit a hug from your favourite sister is all you need.'' She punctuated her laughed-out statement with an obnoxious, wet kiss to his cheek that he gave an impressively dramatised gag at. 

''Your elbow is in my lung, dude,'' he coughed, giving up and going still, leaving her lying against his back. 

''See, don't you feel better already?'' 

''My god, all my woes are healed, it's a miracle,'' he deadpanned. Noelle gave a bright laugh in response, ordering the boys to take care of Logan once he was home to get him out of his slump. With a similar laugh at Finn's suggestive promise to 'give him everything he wants for as long as he wants' when they're all home, she left, not without another kiss, this time to his other cheek. Logan grumpily wiped at his cheek with his sleeve but Regulus spotted the quirk to his lips as he did so. 

''Siblings,'' Finn laughed, ''can always count on them to not let you sulk in peace.'' 

''You're telling me,'' Logan says, shaking his head at Noelle's faint 'you're welcome' from down the hall.

It seemed that all the siblings were thinking along the same line when there was a faint knock on Regulus' door a little over an hour later. 

''Yeah?'' The door opened a fraction and Julian's grin shone as he peered around the door. ''Hey, kiddo. I thought your mom would've herded you to bed by now?'' 

Julian pulled a face. ''She is, Re and Sirius are raiding your lollipop stash so I grabbed the last one of your favourites for you,'' he said, taking a tentative step forwards with it in hand. Hope or Lyall had obviously given him a talking to about not walking in and out of people's rooms without asking, mostly to save him and the three boys living there from permanent mortification if he walked in on something he shouldn't. With a smile, Regulus beckoned him over. 

''This is one of the thousand reasons you're my favourite Lupin brother.''

Julian grinned wider, bounding over and handing him the sweet and laughing when Regulus wrapped an arm around his shoulder and mussed his hair. His face when he finally escaped from Regulus' grip was a direct mirror of the look Remus used to give the boys when he was their PT, 'silent chastisement and vague disappointment' was what Talker had dubbed it. The thought made Leo laugh, successfully attracting Julian's attention. 

''Hi, Cubs,'' he squeaked. 

''Hey, buddy,'' Finn smiled. ''Good looking out, watching Reg's back while we're over here.'' Julian gave a proud nod when Leo and Logan instantly agreed with Finn's statement. It morphed into a sheepish one when there was another, less subtle knock at the door a second later. 

''I thought you might be in here,'' Hope smiled at her sons. ''Harbouring a fugitive is an offence, you know,'' she teased Regulus, heading over to them both.

''Your Honour, I can confirm he wasn't at fault, he was offered an irrefusable bribe in the form of lollipops,'' Leo said, hands raised, his tone serious even as he smiled. 

That brought a laugh out of Hope, Julian looking less like he was waiting to be told off now. The power of Leo Knut, every mother's favourite. 

She hummed in consideration. ''I guess jail-time can be avoided,'' she smiled then turned to Julian, pushing a stray strand of hair from his head. ''C'mon you, bed. Don't try and tell me you aren't tired, I can see you are.'' Julian still shook his head as he yawned, heading to the door when she told him to go and brush his teeth after a small goodbye to the four boys. 

Hope smiled after him, shaking her head fondly as he kissed the top of Regulus' head, saying her own goodnights before following her son out. 

''God he's so cute I will literally die,'' Logan said when the door closed behind her. 

Regulus' heart warmed at how much the three of them loved him, becoming even more excited for when they would go to Demo and Celeste's for dinner in the New Year. He couldn't wait to see Logan with their kids again, especially little Katie.

Smile still on his face, Regulus unwrapped his lollipop, sending another silent thanks to Julian as he popped it into his mouth. He noticed Leo's attention instantly, Finn and Logan weren't much better but they were at least carrying a conversation as they stared at his lips. Swallowing his smug chuckle, he nodded along to what Finn was saying and made a subtle show of swirling his tongue around it, licking the stickiness off his lips afterwards. 

''God I feel like such a creep perving on you eating a lollipop,'' Leo laughed. 

''I don't think it counts as creepy if I intend to put unholy thoughts in your head.''

''Oh so you're just a heathen then?'' Leo smirked. 

''Not that we're complaining,'' Logan added quickly.

''Oh, not complaining in the slightest,'' Finn confirmed. 

Regulus' only response was a gradual, scheming smile before he stuck out his tongue, slowly dragging the red sphere down the length of it, flicking the very tip of his tongue along the top briefly. He promptly popped it back into his mouth properly a second after one of them groaned under their breath, Regulus couldn't tell who it came from. ''Ooh, we're going to that new restaurant that opened up in the expensive part of Gryff tomorrow, it's a Thai place I think. The food's meant to be fucking amazing.'' 

''Really?'' Logan mumbled, still seeming to be awfully distracted.

''Mhm, I was thinking if it's any good, we could go there. For Valentine's or something I mean, like a special occasion, not just on a random day,'' he clarified. The expensive part of Gryff meant equally as expensive restaurants - it wasn't exactly a lazy-day dinner, that was what take-out was for.

''Why not just on a random day? You don't believe in 'just because' dates?'' Logan asked, now a bit more alert with the hardcore flirting no longer stealing all his attention. 

Regulus quirked his head. ''I do, it's just a bit fancy to have for a 'just because' date.'' 

''We can afford it,'' was Leo's first input. 

Regulus deadpanned at him. ''I know we can afford it but there's cheaper places to eat and things to do for little dates.'' 

''Baby,'' Finn said, leaning forward. ''There's three things I intend to use my salary for.'' He lifted a hand, counting them off on his fingers as he named them. ''Taking care of my parents; bills and giving the three of you anything you want. Whether you can afford it yourselves or not,'' he added when Regulus moved to argue that he can buy his own things. ''What's the point in getting paid a ridiculous amount of money for the best job in the world if I can't spoil the people I love, hm?'' 

Diligently ignoring the way the thought made his heart pound, he instead pointed his lollipop in their direction, squinting playfully at him. ''I will accept your noble intentions as long as you let me spoil you as well - all of you.'' After there were three variations of concessions, Regulus raised a brow as a thought came to him. ''You know how I have a key now,'' he began, resisting the urge to squirm at saying it aloud, especially when three goofy smiles met him, ''does that mean you're going to finally let me pay for things?'' 

''Absolutely not.'' 

''That's still a no.'' 

''Not a single chance in hell.'' 

Regulus groaned, shaking his head at their determination to stick to the unspoken rule they had made.

''Until you live there, you aren't paying for a thing for the house,'' Finn said definitively. 

''Until?'' Regulus asked quietly, more due to surprise than shyness.

''Well, yeah. That's where I see this going.'' He was silent for a few drawn-out seconds. ''Do you not?''

''Of course I do,'' Regulus said, surprising himself with how easily it came out. 

Finn beamed, along with Logan's shy little smile and the look on Leo's face that could melt Regulus if he looked at him too long. He flicked a hand out of view of the camera, swatting at the edge of his phone. It fell face-down on the bed, giving him a second to let out a silent scream, freaking out internally and externally at the fact that this was his life. This was actually his life now. He schooled his features back into neutrality and picked his phone back up. 

''Whoops.'' 

Logan and Finn seemed to believe his accidental moment of privacy was genuinely an accident but Leo just piqued a brow at him, subtle enough that the boys didn't notice. Regulus responded as any grown man would and stuck his tongue out at him, Leo laughing at his antics with an adoring smile on his face. 

These boys and their fond little looks and promises of happiness were going to be the death of him. 

He wasn't mad about it. 

 

 

They were flying home today. Finally, finally, finally - they were flying home. With Regulus out for dinner in the evening and Logan spending the day over at his grandparents', the two of them had only had an hour or so of being on call with Finn and Leo (who had been on call for hours, although the O'Haras, Kasey, Nat and Alex hijacked Finn's 'Leo time' for most of it) before they were both told to go to bed.

But, with the boys flying out that night, it meant that the Lupins were also flying back to Wisconsin. Which is why he was sat with Julian slumped back next to him in his room watching NHL highlights dating from the year before to about twenty years ago. Sirius and Remus had taken Hope and Lyall out for a farewell breakfast, both Regulus and Julian opting to stay behind. 

''I don't wanna go home.'' Regulus looked down at the boy, kissing the top of his head. 

''Je sais,'' he mumbled, letting himself be upset with him for a moment before he straightened. ''But, you need to because you need to use all the things Sirius and your brother have shown you to impress your coach.'' Julian gave a little hum then was silent for a short while. 

''My school league's finals are going to be in like late Jan or early Feb. Would you, maybe, wanna come? If our team get in?'' Julian refused to look up at him while he spoke, eating another chunk of one of the Christmas desserts Hope had made even though it was barely 11am - the look on his face at having to leave had her unable to say no, even in the name of proper breakfasts. 

''If your team get in? If?'' he asked, bafflement written all over his face. Julian laughed when Regulus pressed his hand frantically to his forehead, checking for a fever he knew wouldn't be there. He chuckled along too when Julian swatted his hands away. '''Course, I'll be there. Wouldn't miss it for anything, bud.'' Julian grinned, settling back down and jabbing his fork back into the slice of cake on the plate between them. Regulus moved like a whippet, somehow managing to steal the entire piece off the end of it without getting stabbed. When Julian just made a noise of disbelief, Regulus looked over at him, mouth still full as he chewed with frosting on his lips. ''What?'' he asked, looking at him like he was crazy. 

''You just stole my damn cake.''

''No, I didn't,'' he replied, his voice muffled. 

''You're an idiot,'' was all Julian said, shaking his head even as he hid a smile while he went to stab another forkful, leaning off the edge of the bed away from him to eat it, sending him a playful side-eye as he chewed. Regulus snorted, swallowing with a smile of his own as they both turned their attention back to the TV. 

He loved the difference between Julian around the Cubs and Julian around him. The Cubs were his idols, well, Sirius was his idol first but then he became his brother so Regulus supposed it had to move onto someone that wasn't a direct relation, so he was always star-struck around them. He was nervous and shy and excited all in one go. But with Regulus, he was just like he was around Loops. And he loved that he wasn't a novelty Regulus Black, formerly Gryffindor Lions opponent turned teammate. He was just Reg: his brother that stole his damn cake. 

 

 

Sirius and Regulus were going to stay behind while Remus drove the three of them to the airport - give them some time to say goodbye as just them. Julian hugged Regulus fiercely, squeezing his arms around his ribs and burying his head into his chest. Regulus squeezed him back just as hard, arms around his shoulders as he kissed the crown of his head. 

''I'll see you for your finals,'' he promised. ''And we can get that stupidly expensive pizza you love when you win.'' He felt Julian's lips curve into a smile against him, nodding gently. The boy's face was sad when he pulled away from him. ''I love you, kid.'' 

''Love you too, Reg.''

When he was being hugged by a very teary-eyed Sirius, Lyall came over to him, lovingly ruffling his hair and giving him a tight squeeze. ''I'll see you in a few weeks, okay, buddy?'' His choked-up voice got him, Regulus blinking desperately as he nodded, not unsimilar to how Julian had just done. 

''Few weeks,'' he agreed. Lyall patted his cheek softly, smiling at him before stepping aside to let Hope say goodbye, moving to help Remus load the car. ''Maman,'' he mumbled, ''don't cry.'' 

''Sorry, sorry,'' she breathed, holding him tightly to her as she fought back more tears than she had already shed saying goodbye to Sirius. ''Stay safe, okay? When you're whizzing 'round on blades at stupid miles an hour.'' Regulus laughed.

''Of course I will. I always am. Between the Cubs and those two,'' he nodded over to where Sirius and Remus were outside, ''there's no chance I'm going to be allowed to do something stupid.''

Hope let out a wet laugh, falling back onto flat feet and cupping his face with both hands. ''In the off-season, I expect you to bring your boys up to Wisconsin with you for a visit, you hear me?'' 

''Yes ma'am.''

Sirius and Regulus stood by the door, waving back at Julian as they drove off.

''They're great.'' 

Sirius looked over at him and smiled. ''Je sais. Movie to pass the time?'' To make sure we don't just sit here and wallow.

''Movie,'' he agreed. ''Popcorn?''

Sirius pulled a face. ''Of course, popcorn, what are we? Heathens?''

With a grin, Regulus made some popcorn, sweet as Sirius refused to eat salted, and plopped unceremoniously down on the sofa next to his brother, the bowl balanced between them. 

 

15:28 You: the loops just left. hopes officially invited you all to stay over the off-season. ordered it actually xx

 

Logan replied instantly. 

 

15:28 Shortcake: maman's said the same thing. we can house-hop over the summer, visit everyone?

 

Regulus suppressed a shy smile. 

 

15:28 You: yeah id like that xx
15:29 You: are you all packed now?

 

15:29 Shortcake: almost. i hate packing.

 

15:29 You: i know that's why i was asking. always leaving it to the last second then forgetting something

 

15:29 Shortcake: hey, im actually being very prepared this time, ive got all my clothes in my case and the rest of my stuff in a big pile :)

 

Regulus chuckled. 

 

15:30 Peanut: my god, lo packing before he has to leave the house?? who are you and what have you done to my boyfriend?

 

15:30 You: he might be possessed, i'm worried

 

15:30 Shortcake: youre both hilarious 🙄

 

15:30 Peanut: you love us xxx

 

15:30 You: what he said xx

 

15:30 Peanut: also princess, mama did say that you're invited for summer. and by invited she means that if you arent also there when we go and visit, im not going to be let in the house

 

15:31 You: well its good we're all visiting then

 

Regulus could feel Leo's smile through his phone.

 

15:31 Peanut: i guess so

 

15:31 Fishcake: Y'all are all adorable. My mom seconded that for the summer as well. What time do you two fly again? xx

 

15:31 Shortcake: around 10, should land about 2. don't worry about waiting up for me, okay? ill use the spare key. sirius has it in the same place still?

 

15:32 You: yep, behind the freaky looking gnome

 

15:32 Shortcake: the one with the fucked up eye?

 

15:32 You: thats the one

 

15:32 Peanut: i fly out at around 11 i think so i should land not too long after lo xx

 

15:32 Shortcake: meet you at baggage claim still?

 

15:32 Peanut: course, baby. we can uber home together xxx

 

15:33 You: fishy what time is your flight again? i know youll be home first i just can't remember when

 

15:33 Fishcake: About 10, so I'll land about 1ish. Again, princess, we know it's going to be late, you can sleep, we'll cuddle into bed next to you when we get in xx

 

15:33 You: id sit here and say that i will absolutely listen to that but id be lying. i slept well last night, i wanna wait to see you when you get home

 

15:34 Peanut: theres nothing we can say to change your mind huh?

 

15:34 You: nope :) xxx

15:34 You: im so excited for you to get home

 

He winced inwardly.

 

15:34 You: sorry

 

15:34 Shortcake: sorry for what princess?

 

15:34 You: that was selfish. it was horrible saying bye to the loops, im happy youre going to be home but i know its going to be hard for you to say goodbye to them

 

15:35 Fishcake: It's not selfish to miss us and want us home, baby. I love my parents and they know that but they also know I'm excited to be back with you three. It's not selfish to love more than one person, we're walking proof of that, no?

 

15:35 You: you've got a point there

 

15:35 Fishcake: Funny how that works, isn't it?

 

Regulus let out a humoured sound. 

 

15:35 Shortcake: harzys right, ange. i love you, i can't wait to be home with you xx

 

15:35 Peanut: soon, princess xxx

 

15:35 You: text me when you land?

 

He received three confirmations in response and then he put his phone down on the arm of the sofa, leaving them to spend the last few hours with their families and get ready to fly out. 

 

 

Remus got back about an hour later. He headed into the living room, Sirius taking one look at his red eyes and sad smile and opening his arms. Regulus just held out the bowl to him, letting him take a handful of popcorn where he was tucked closely against Sirius' side, his hand smoothing through his hair. There was nothing that could be done about missing his family but an abundance of popcorn and a hug would help. 

''I love you, mon loup,'' Sirius whispered into his hairline. 

''I love you too,'' Remus whispered back with a sniff. 

Regulus grinned at the screen at how Sirius still went to complete mush every time Remus said it back. 

 

 

''Reg, you ever heard of the saying 'a watched pot never boils'?'' Remus asked. 

''Yeah,'' Regulus answered back absently.

''Sub the time in for the pot.''

Regulus' brows furrowed, turning towards him. ''Huh?''

Remus smiled. ''Looking at the time every five minutes isn't going to make it go any faster.'' 

Dropping his head back against the sofa, Regulus groaned. ''But it's going so slow.'' The two of them just chuckled at his pout, Remus passing him a tea that made it soften slightly. ''Merci.'' He realised then that he really must have not been paying attention to them seeing as he was only just noticing the way Sirius was looking at Remus as he cuddled back down next to him. ''You know, you don't have to keep me company.''

''What do you mean? We're watching a movie?'' Remus said.

With a pointed look at his brother, who was diligently avoiding his gaze, Regulus tried not to laugh. ''I'm just saying, it'll make me feel better about probably not leaving my room for most of tomorrow if you two abandon me to occupy myself now. Figure it'd make us even.'' 

''Little bro, I completely agree with your logic,'' Sirius concurred, lifting Remus off his lap and slinging him over his shoulder, ignoring his half-hearted squabbles. ''Have fun staring at the time.'' Regulus just stuck his middle finger up at his brother, a cackling laugh coming from him as he practically ran up the stairs, Remus still holding on for dear life. He smiled at their laughs as their bedroom door swung shut behind them, muffling it enough to where he couldn't hear it anymore.

Regulus stared at the TV and made it all of two minutes before he was looking at his phone once again. Flopping back, he lay with his head on the arm of the sofa, balancing the bowl on his stomach and miserably shoving a handful into his mouth. Picking up his phone, he did whatever he usually did when he was bored and couldn't text the boys - opened Cubshots. Half the time he flicked through it, he wasn't even hard, he just wanted to see them. Considering it had a good amount of photos in it that weren't just porn, it was basically his holy grail whenever he wasn't with them. 

He scrolled down randomly until he reached photos he hadn't seen before, a smile growing on his face at a series of photographs of Finn in the gym, the reflection of the mirror showing a mess of brown curls behind the camera - shocker. Just barely remembering to put the bowl on the floor, he leaned up on an elbow when he caught a flash of black hair. Clicking on the photo to enlarge it, his jaw literally dropped. It was a photo of him. He was skating, practice from the looks of it, an extra practice considering he had basically no gear on. An ear-to-ear grin was on his face, he was glaring playfully at Leo in goal, goading him to take a shot. 

 

17:41 You: random question. why is there a picture of me on the ice in cubshots?

 

He put his phone back down, continuing to munch on popcorn with a grin until it buzzed a few minutes later.

 

17:49 Fishcake: Shit. I thought I'd taken that out.
17:49 Fishcake: Told you we'd had quite the crush on you for a while before we started hanging out. I like photographing things I find gorgeous, gorgeous xx

 

17:50 You: hmmm. i suppose ill let it slide although i will forever be annoyed at you for not making a move sooner

 

17:50 Fishcake: In my defence, whenever I flirted with you, you looked terrified so I backed off for a while

 

17:50 You: i was most likely on the verge of a panic attack the first few times but in a good way. i guess it worked out good in the end tho

 

17:50 Fishcake: Oh, you guess? I think you need a reminder of just how good 'good' can be

 

17:51 You: don't make promises you aren't going to keep, o'hara

 

17:51 Fishcake: I'll keep them, princess, you can hold me to it xx

 

Regulus sank deeper into the sofa, grinning up at the ceiling. Tomorrow really couldn't come quick enough.

 

 

Remus and Sirius came back downstairs almost three hours later, freshly showered, thank god. 

''I heated up some of Hope's cookies in the microwave if you want some,'' he called to them when he heard the creak of the stairs. 

''My god, you're a godsend,'' Remus groaned, bee-lining to the kitchen. They both came into the living room seconds later, a handful of cookies each as they plopped down onto the sofa next to Regulus. Sirius breathed a sigh, leaning back and stretching his arms across the back of the sofa. 

''Could you please look less pleased with yourself?'' Regulus grimaced. 

''I would but I'm currently very pleased with myself so, no. Sorry.'' Regulus kicked out at Sirius' leg, making him laugh around the food in his mouth. He chucked the remote over to them, telling them he couldn't decide what to watch next to pass the time; Remus settled on a random comedy Regulus was sure the man had watched at least four times in the past month alone. 

''I'm having a nap, don't let me sleep for more like than two hours please,'' Regulus grumbled back. A solid weight hit his chest - he mumbled a quick thanks to his brother as he flicked the blanket over himself. 

As the movie gradually came to a close, Sirius only stopped the pattern of kisses his was tracing along the shell of Remus' ear when the man tapped his thigh insistently. 

''Quoi, baby?'' he whispered into his ear, smiling at the shivers that scattered down Remus' spine because of it. 

He caught Remus' phone screen being tilted towards him out the corner of his eye. 

 

22:23 Harz: Loops, managed to get an earlier flight, almost at yours. Don't tell Reg, just letting you know so you don't think someone's breaking in.

 

Sirius smiled, glancing over at his brother. He woke Regulus with a few prods to his leg, gradually getting more aggressive until he was kicking him away, grumbling as he woke. 

''You said to not let you sleep too long.'' 

''What time 's'it?''

''Almost half ten.'' 

Regulus groaned, rubbing his eyes and nodding, letting himself slowly wake as he watched the second movie Remus had put on, the sequel to the comedy. He checked his phone, pouting inwardly that there was no updates from the boys since him telling them all to fly safe. Eventually, he rose, heading into the kitchen and flicking on the kettle to make himself a tea. He buried his face in his hands, elbows leaning on the counter. God, he just wanted them home already. He wanted to cuddle in bed and finally get a full night's sleep without waking to see where they had gone or because he was cold or wanted a hug. Soon he told himself. Straightening and rolling his neck out, he rose his voice to Sirius and Remus in the living room.

''Hey, I'm making a drink, does anyone want something?''

''A kiss would be great, honey.'' Regulus whirled, freezing all movement after that when he saw Finn slide his duffel to the floor next to his feet at the doorway, grin bright on his face. Chuckling softly at his dropped jaw, he continued. ''Or a hug, I'm,'' Regulus shot from the counter, slamming into him so hard he knocked the breath out of himself. ''Not picky,'' Finn finished. 

With his face buried into Finn's neck, Regulus couldn't see Sirius and Remus stood not far behind Finn. He couldn't see the fond grin on Remus' face or the slight shine to Sirius' eyes as he wrapped an arm around Remus' shoulders, kissing his temple. It was that movement that made Remus look up at him, rubbing a hand across his chest. 

''You okay, babe?'' 

''He's so happy,'' Sirius smiled, nosing into Remus' hair when he cuddled closer. 

''Finally,'' Remus concurred. Sirius gave a happy hum of agreement, his heart squeezing when Regulus sobbed out a little laugh to whatever Finn was mumbling to him, his face still buried into him. ''C'mon,'' he patted Sirius' chest, ''back to the couch.'' Sirius' brows furrowed as to why Remus was so insistently ushering him away. ''My guess is that we've got about thirty seconds before the snogging starts, figured you aren't quite ready for that yet.'' After that, Sirius went far more willingly. 

Finn ran his hands along Regulus' back, along his arms and the back of his neck, up to his hair. ''Hey, hey, hey,'' he soothed, the wetness blooming on the skin of his neck making his heart physically hurt, ''no tears, baby. I'm here.'' 

''I missed you.'' His shaky little mumble had Finn urging his head out of his neck, one hand remaining on the back of his head, the other resting against the small of his back. Regulus' grey eyes were wet but happy as he looked up at him. Finn smiled softly, a mirrored grin spreading across his lips as he looked between Finn's eyes. He dipped his head, keeping Regulus pressed close to him as he placed a sweet kiss to his lips, just one, before he pulled back. Or, he tried to. He didn't really get very far before Regulus' hands were tangling in the front of his hoodie and physically tugging him back down to him as he pushed up. He fought to keep the kiss slow, saving the desperation he was holding in the line of his shoulders for when they weren't in his captain's very open-plan kitchen. 

Even so, he backed Regulus up against the counter, walking him backwards until the cool marble touched the back of his hand, still poised low on Regulus' back. The steady tangle of his tongue against Regulus' had Finn aching in his sweats. He slid his hand from Regulus' hair down to brush his knuckles against his cheek for a moment then settling it under his chin, holding it between his thumb and forefinger, keeping his head tilted just as he wanted. The kettle flicked off moments later, the noise distracting Finn enough to pull back, looking away from Regulus chasing his lips before he damned the fact Sirius was in the next room. 

''I missed you so much.'' Regulus let out a cute laugh, giddy and bright and then wrapped his arms back around his ribs and snuggled into his chest. Running his fingers through the soft strands of his hair, he kissed the crown of his head. Regulus paused his nuzzling into the fabric of his hoodie. 

''Wait, what time is it?''

''About half ten?''

He leaned away, although only just enough to look up at Finn. ''I thought you didn't land until later?''

''I got an earlier flight, just couldn't wait to be home.'' 

''I'm so happy you did,'' he whispered, smile still lingering on his face.

''Me too, bunny.'' Regulus' eyes crinkled at the name. Finn wasn't a strong enough man not to give him another gentle kiss because of it. 

''Are you hungry? I could heat up some of Hope's lasagne while you have your post-flight shower?'' Finn let himself relish in the knowledge that Regulus knew he hated the feeling flying left on his skin and answered. 

''I'm never going to say no to Hope's cooking. Thank you, princess.'' 

''It's okay,'' Regulus smiled. ''Go get in the shower, there's enough of your clothes in my room, I'm sure you can find something to change into.'' 

Finn was the next one to pout. ''You're not coming with?''

Regulus' head tilted playfully, coming up against Finn's chest where he'd reluctantly left to go and grab the lasagne and a bowl. ''I promise me and a wonderful bowl of hot food will be waiting for you as soon as you're done.''

With a hum, Finn dipped his head, stealing another kiss for the road. ''Race you,'' he whispered, jogging then towards the stairs, grabbing his duffel on the way. Regulus' laugh echoed in his ears as he headed upstairs. 

 

 

A bowl in one hand and his tea in the other, Regulus kicked his door softly to swing it open, popping them both down on the bedside table. 

''Shit, you beat me,'' Finn's voice came. 

Smile on his lips, Regulus turned, poised to reply before every semblance of coherent thought evaporated. He'd blame it on being boyfriend-deprived for so long except he had the same violent flutter in his heart and stomach whenever Finn looked like that. Towel slung low on his hips, leaning against the doorframe with his arms across his chest, red hair dripping water down to run along his shoulders. It was only his grin that made Regulus respond.

''Why are you laughing at me?''

Finn shook his head, droplets running down his forehead from the movement. ''You just remind me of that meme,'' he mused.

Regulus narrowed his eyes as he headed over to him slowly. ''Which one?'' 

''The Victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time.'' 

Regulus stopped in his tracks for a split-second, letting out an offended bark of laughter, smacking Finn's chest when he was close enough. Finn just continued smiling, looping a hand around Regulus' wrist gently, using it to tug him to fall against him, spinning then to press him against the wall next to the doorway to the bathroom. He towered over him, his forearm resting horizontally against the wall above Regulus' head for him to lean against. Not saying anything, he just watched a droplet from the front strands of his hair drip down against Regulus' forehead. He watched it roll down his skin for a second before leaning forward to barely brush his lips against it. Regulus' chuckles died down at the gentle caress, his eyes no longer crinkled at the corners as he looked up at him once more. 

Finn watches Regulus' hand raise out the corner of his eye, closing his eyes when Regulus gently ran his fingers through the top of his hair, pushing it back from his face. He grazed his nails lightly across his scalp before he brought his hand back to rest against his chest. With Finn's eyes still closed, Regulus brushed his lips to his collarbone right in front of him, sliding them along the bone of it until he reached the base of his throat. He could feel Finn's heart pounding against his lips through his neck, felt it when he swallowed, his nose skimming against his Adam's apple.

Regulus let out a trembling breath, a matching one escaping Finn's lips at the sensation. He tilted his head up a fraction, pressing a slight kiss to the bump in his throat, tilting up a millimetre further and pressing another above that, and another and another until his lips were resting against Finn's chin. Another slight tilt had their noses bumping together. 

Regulus parted his lips, looking at the flickering of Finn's eyelids where his eyes remained closed still. Finn's lips parted as well when Regulus traced the very tip of his tongue up from his bottom lip to the top, a breathy moan escaping his mouth in response. He skimmed his fingertips along his chest, up to his neck to rest against the side of his jaw, his thumb just pressing into his chin. The tiniest bit of pressure had Finn complying, opening his mouth wider, parting his lips enough to give him enough space to slip his bottom lip between his and kiss him. 

That seemed to spur Finn into action. His lips moved back against Regulus', more desperate now than he was downstairs. He pushed the entirety of his body up against Regulus', pinning him against the wall. His free hand slid along his hip down to his thigh, bringing his knee up to rest against his own hip, their hips finally grinding together, making both of them groan into the other's mouth. Regulus tangled his arms around Finn's neck, giving him leverage to roll his hips back against his desperately. The arm Finn had leant against the wall came down to grab his other thigh, heaving him up as his back slid against the wall until his legs settled around Finn's waist. 

Once again pinned between his body and the wall, the weight kept him stable enough that Finn's hands were now free, free to roam across his thighs, slide up to squeeze his ass, under his shirt to finally touch his bare skin. 

''You're so soft.'' 

Regulus didn't reply, just pressed further into him, kissing him desperately. Their kisses were fast and messy, hands scrabbling at each other, Finn trying to pull him closer and closer and closer while Regulus just touched as much of him as he could. 

His head spun wildly, his breath coming out in heaving pants as he tilted his head back and let Finn's teeth bite along his throat, his fingers grabbing at his love handles making him squirm. 

''Time out, time out,'' he mumbled. Finn rested his head against his neck, the only sound in the room was their heaving breaths for a few long moments. ''I'm so fucking dizzy,'' he smiled.

Finn guided him gently to his feet before he guided Regulus' head into his neck, rubbing stabilising circles between his shoulder blades. 

''I know the feeling.'' 

''Fuck,'' Regulus mumbled. 

''Gimme a minute to catch my breath first.'' Regulus snorted, shaking his head even as his forehead remained pressed to Finn's skin. When he felt like he was finally actually standing straight again, he pushed up to press a much less fiery, sweet kiss to his lips. 

''Your lasagne is getting cold.'' 

Finn perked up at that, giving Regulus' ass a sharp pat before he turned to tug on a pair of boxers he had gotten out before his shower - naturally Finn's clothing choice when he was given the option. Regulus grabbed the bowl off the side for him, walking over to him when he sat on the edge of his bed. When he reached for it, Regulus held it up and out of his way until he settled his hands back against his sides, letting Regulus do as he wished. Placing a knee on either side of Finn's hips, he settled in his lap, scooping a spoonful of it and blowing on it gently before holding it out. Barely suppressing a smile, Finn leaned forward, groaning instantly at the taste as his eyes closed. His arms naturally wrapped around Regulus' waist, securing him so he couldn't get off; although Regulus wasn't sure why he thought he'd be moving anytime soon. 

''God she is such a good cook.'' 

''I'll be sure to let her know,'' Regulus smiled, scooping another spoonful. 

''This was a good idea,'' he mused, his voice muffled around his chewing.

''What was, baby?'' 

He smiled at the nickname. ''You sitting on my lap, feeding me wonderful food. Best way to come home.'' 

''Well, I'm glad,'' he whispered back as Finn swallowed. Finn remained like that, content to just let himself be taken care of while listening to Regulus talk about Julian's game, how impressed he was by his skating and technique, humming along and adding in small quips of input when he had them. His eyes stayed fluttered closed until there was no further follow-up of lasagne. "I can make you some more if you want?" 

He shook his head, licking his lips. "No, 'm okay. Thank you, princess." 

He let out a serene sigh when Regulus placed the bowl to the side, draping his arms over his shoulders and resting his forehead against Finn's. There was a light chuckle when Finn began rocking them both side to side, running his hands gently up and down his sides. They both shared sips of Regulus' tea as they settled into a comfortable silence. 

At some point, Finn's lips had brushed Regulus', the barest touch, hardly even there but it set his nerves haywire. Even with Regulus snuggled up to his front, arms still holding him close, Finn needed him closer. A slight tilt of his head and they were kissing again, his hands braced on Regulus' hips tugging him in desperately. Regulus kissed back just as quick, pushing up slightly on his knees so his head came above Finn's. His hand slid from behind him to hold his neck, urging him to tilt his head further so he could kiss him more and more and more. 

Finn reluctantly let Regulus' hip go long enough for him to wrap his hand over the top of Regulus', applying just enough pressure for him to get the message. Regulus grins against Finn's mouth and squeezed his throat, shifting his grip so the pressure was only applied to the spots Leo and Finn had put on his own neck. The groan he got in response had his hips moving of their own accord, grinding into Finn's as he loosened his grip but kept his hand where it was, his thumb rubbing up and down the column of his neck. 

A light tap at his door had Regulus almost going insane.

"Busy!" he called, barely separating his lips from Finn's to do so. 

"Coming!" Finn yelled over him, smiling at the aghast look on Regulus' face as he stood, putting Regulus down gently on his feet. 

He opened the door to see Remus stood there with a poorly-hidden grin. Finn made sure to angle his hips so the front of his crotch, still only clad in boxers, was covered by the door. 

"Just checking if yous want a beer or something to keep you awake while you wait for the boys." 

"God yes please. Baby, you want one?" he asked, turning his head to look over his shoulder. "He'll have one too," he settled when he saw Regulus had stayed exactly where he was placed a few feet from the edge of the bed, a heavily unimpressed look on his face and his arms crossed over his chest. "We'll be down soon." With that, Remus bid him a near-silent 'good luck with that' and headed back downstairs. 

Finn closed the door behind him, turning with a placating smile as he reached for Regulus. He couldn't help the voice in his head when Regulus spun out of his reach right as he was about to cuddle back into him. 

"Hey, where do you think you're going? I wasn't done." 

Ignoring the flutter in his abdomen, Regulus just sent an innocent look over his shoulder. 

"Thought we weren't busy?" 

A small smile spread across Finn's lips that he caught before he turned back around, facing away from Finn as he picked up some clothes that were on the floor. 

Finn's feet were almost silent as he walked over to Regulus but he still heard him. He waited until he was coming up next to him before he slid right past him. Or he tried to. Finn's hand grabbed the waistband of his sweats, one sharp tug sending him stumbling into Finn's chest with a thud. 

He didn't say a word, just pivoted them both slowly, keeping eye contact with him the whole time as he walked him back over to the bed. When the backs of Regulus' knees hit it, Finn deftly swept him into his arms, his legs on either side of his hips as he slowly laid Regulus back against the pillows, crawling on top of him and bracing a hand next to his head. Leaning down until the tip of his nose touched Regulus', he spoke in a low, sultry tone. 

"You know," he mused, his voice slow and drawling. "You're right," he said, his tone instantly bright and happy. "We aren't." He gave a quick, loving peck to Regulus' cheek and crawled off of him, grabbing a pair of sweats that he was 99% sure were his anyway and tugged them on as he headed out the room. 

Spluttering for a second at the sudden 180 turn of events, Regulus jumped up to follow him. 

"Hey! You can't just--oof." He knocked face first into Finn's chest. 

"Can't just what, pretty?" Finn asked, brushing a hair that had fallen over Regulus' face from the sudden jolt. 

"Get me worked up and then go and have a beer." 

Finn pulled a face like he was considering the idea. "You wanna know what I think?" Regulus gave a nonchalant wave of his hand for him to continue. "I think that you were craving a little telling off after us being away. So you test the waters and be a tad bratty to see what it'll get you. Now," Finn paused, "eyes up, look at me when I'm speaking to you." Regulus complied instantly. "There you go. Now, with Leo, that would work like a charm, if you need that, he'll give it to you no problem. But I prefer for you to ask for it. If you want to earn a," he considered his wording, "'show of dominance' so to say, then just say so. Tell me," his voice dropped low again as he shuffled to close the small gap between them, "that you want me to dominate you, and I will. We can go back into your room and you can be good and kneel and I'll take care of you just how you want me to. Like we did before. But not until you ask." 

Regulus flicked his eyes back and forth between Finn's purely so he wouldn't look away again as he remembered 'before'. Kneeling at his feet, sucking on his fingers, being touched and comforted. "I want you to dominate me," he whispered. 

Finn's strong hand slipped into Regulus', guiding him back into the bedroom. He sat at the edge of the bed, flicking off the large overhead light as they walked past the switch, instead turning on the soft lamp as he placed a pillow at his feet. His hand remained in Regulus' while he guided him to kneel, only letting go in favour of sliding two fingers into Regulus' waiting mouth. His other hand was in his hair in seconds, stroking through the curls in a way that made him melt against his thigh. 

"See, so much easier to get what you want when you ask for it." Finn mulled over that statement as Regulus nodded tiredly against him. "Well, unless you want the game, in which case Nutty will always be happy to play with you." The implications made Regulus shiver before he could stop it, a soft smile spreading across Finn's face. "Before we go downstairs, I'm going to put you into one of my hoodies, okay?" Regulus hummed around his fingers. "Do you still want your beer or do you want me to have it?" Regulus gave a mumble that sounded close enough to 'you' that Finn was confident that was his answer. "You want another tea or a water instead?" 

"Non," Regulus mumbled. 

"Sorry, let me rephrase. Which one do you want: a tea or a water?" Regulus grumbled but eventually settled on water. "Good, princess, very good." That calmed his distaste awfully quickly. He gave him another few minutes where he switched to rubbing firm circles into his back before he continued. "Do you feel better now? Less twitchy?" 

Regulus nodded. "Feel so mushy." 

"Mushy is good," Finn chuckled. "You wanna head down now?" Regulus nodded, albeit a little hesitantly. "They'll just think you're tired and snuggly, baby. Being stuck together like glue is pretty much what they expect." Another nod, more confident this time. ''C'mon.'' 

They headed back downstairs, hand-in-hand and went to the kitchen, Finn thanking Remus when he shouted from the living room that he had the bottle opener with him. Finn quickly grabbed a beer and a water from the fridge, holding both in one hand with Regulus still clinging onto his other with both hands. 

Regulus let him go for a brief second in favour of grabbing a blanket and getting comfortable on the sofa next to the one his brother and Remus were sat on, patiently waiting for Finn to open his beer and come and sit down. When he was sat, Regulus swung his legs over his lap, fanning the blanket out over them both and cuddling under the arm Finn wrapped around his shoulders. A quick nudge from Finn had Regulus taking a few gulps of water, receiving an affirming squeeze to his knee over the blanket. Regulus half paid attention to the three of them animatedly talking about Finn's time at home, more than content to rest against him, his eyes closed as he soaked in the feeling of him. 

 

 

"Princess," Finn whispered, "princess," he drawled, his voice soft. There was a flutter of a kiss pressed to his hairline. He chuckled in response to the half-awake grumble he got in response. "Guess who just got into their Uber?" Now he was awake. 

"Really?" he smiled sleepily up at Finn, finally blinking his eyes open. 

"Mhm." His fingers brushed his hair back from his head.

"Yay," he mumbled. "Do you think they're hungry?"

"Maybe, you wanna call them?"

Regulus perked up again. "Really?" he repeated.

Finn pressed his phone to his ear in response, smiling and resting his hand on Regulus' back as he squirmed to sit up from where he'd been sleeping against Finn. "Hi darlings. A certain princess would like to know if you're hungry." He laughed brightly then passed the phone to Regulus.

"Hi."

"Hi sleepy head. We heard food was up for grabs," Logan greeted, his voice fond and gentle.

"Well, the Black brother household has many delicacies in stock thanks to our recent departees. We've got lasagne, pasta, cake, brownies, éclairs, pies, pick your poison."

He heard them both chuckle at his joking. "Pasta, sound okay, angel?"

"Mhm," Logan hummed back to Leo's question.

"Two pasta bowls coming right up, they'll be ready for when you get in. How long do you have left?"

"About half an hour yet, princess." Leo laughed in response to Regulus' groan. "We'll be there soon, I promise. We love you."

A dopey, tired smile stretched across Regulus' face. "Love you too." He handed Finn back his phone, looking around the room. ''Where's my brother?''

''They headed up to bed not too long ago. Said they love them but not enough to still be awake at 2am.''

''It's 2 already?''

Finn laughed lightly, kissing his temple. ''Funny how time flies when you're asleep, huh?'' Humming in agreement that he did make a fair point, Regulus stood with a groan, stretching out the stiffness in his back from being curled up against him for so long.

They both headed into the kitchen, Finn dutifully getting the dish Regulus asked him for while he got the pasta out of the fridge. ''Do you think they'll want a little cheese on top?'' 

''I think most people would want a little cheese on the top of anything,'' Finn replied.

''Good point.''

In minutes, the dish was in the oven and Regulus was on the counter, giggling as Finn peppered kisses along his face. 

''Can you do something for me?'' he asked

''Anything, honey,'' Finn instantly answered. 

''Take like the tiniest step back?'' Finn stepped back. ''No! Not that far, I said tiny,'' he complained instantly, hooking his legs around his waist to not let him go any farther. ''Perfect.'' His legs still around his waist, Finn stood there, silent for a few seconds before he then questioned it. 

''What are we doing?'' he whispered, his thumbs rubbing circles into Regulus' calves. 

''You just have to stand while I look.'' 

''Why?'' he laughed, stepping close to him again. Regulus pressed a hand to Finn's chest. 

''Because you're pretty. Now back, I can't see you properly when you're so close.'' Finn suppressed a smile, raising his hands and shuffling back to where he was before. He danced his fingers from his knees to his ankles and back again while Regulus observed him. His smile grew as a light flush began dusting itself along Regulus' cheekbones. When he caught his eye, Finn raised a playful brow, smirk settled on his lips. ''You're lucky you're pretty, you know that?'' Regulus laughed. Finn stepped forward again, not getting stopped this time and pressed a gentle kiss to Regulus' lips. His nose brushed against Regulus' as he hummed.

''I'm very lucky,'' he agreed. 

Regulus smiled, ducking his face into the side of Finn's neck, his arms rising to wrap over his shoulders and snuggle into him. When he light nuzzles to his skin turned into brief kisses then deeper kisses, Finn just leaned his hands on the counter and tilted his head to the side. His eyes fluttered closed as he let Regulus have free reign to do whatever he wished. 

Finn hissed when the timer for the food startled Regulus, his teeth biting down when it did. Regulus launched back, hand over his mouth as though he could take the nip back. "I'm so sorry," his muffled voice came. 

Finn only shook his head. "It's alright, baby. No harm done. You're bound to be a little jumpy with a cloudy head." When he realised he hadn't genuinely hurt him, Regulus nodded, bringing his hand away from his mouth and hopping off the counter to remove the dish from the oven. With the pasta dished out into bowls, Finn covered each with tin foil to keep the heat in and then wrapped his arms around Regulus' shoulders, pulling him into a hug. ''You didn't hurt me. I'm not mortally wounded, I'll survive,'' he chuckled softly, able to see the guilt all over his face clear as day. 

Regulus just grumbled at the tease, leaning up to kiss the slight red mark where his teeth had dug in. He leaned back slightly to respond to it but then they both froze, looking at each other before wide smiles grew on their faces, Finn trailing barely behind Regulus as they both jogged to the door. 

''Regie! Shoes!'' Finn called as Regulus ran out the doorway. The Uber was just pulling away, Leo, Logan and their luggage heading up to the house. ''There's ice!'' Regulus laughed looking over his shoulder as though he didn't even feel the ice freezing his bare feet. 

''We literally work on ice!''

Finn barely had to consider it for a second before he decided he was right and ran out after him. Thankfully, Logan held Regulus up off the floor so his feet wouldn't completely freeze as he basically tackled him, duffel thudding to the floor next to them as he clung onto Regulus just as intensely in return. 

''God I missed you,'' Logan breathed, burying his face into Regulus' neck. The answering squeeze of Regulus' legs around his waist as he made a small, happy sound into his skin as he kissed his cheek, making Logan just hold tighter. 

There was a happy shout from Finn and then the sound of his body colliding with Leo's followed. After several loving kisses and a tight hug wherein Leo practically tried absorbing Finn into his own skin, the cold made him realise that the two of them weren't so fully clothed as he and Logan were. 

''Inside! Before someone gets hypothermia,'' he laughed, pressing another kiss to Finn's temple then letting the man go so he could run back inside, Leo's duffel in hand. Regulus grabbed Logan's suitcase and jogged back inside, waiting impatiently for the two of them to cover the rest of the distance to the door. 

''Come on, come on, come on. Jeez, did you both age fifty years while you were away? Hurry up.'' Regulus jumped up and down, smile bright as sun on his face while Finn cackled. Leo rolled his suitcase to land impressively in line with where Regulus had placed Logan's up against the wall. The next second, Leo was sweeping Regulus into his arms, mumbling into his ear that he was 'being cheeky'. Regulus just giggled in response, winding around him like a snake while the door thudded closed when Logan had entered the house. 

Regulus blinked his eyes open to see Logan up against the door, Finn's arms around his waist, his on Finn's shoulders, the two sharing kisses that had Regulus' abdomen heating. Sliding his hands from Leo's shoulders to his face, he kissed him deeply, well, as deeply as he could while he was grinning into it. 

''I missed you,'' he whispered, his voice still bright and giddy. 

''I missed you too, princess.'' Leo refused to set him back on his feet when he wiggled his legs insistently for him to do so. ''Where do you think you're going?''

''To kiss Lo,'' he whined. ''Haven't even kissed him properly and Harzy's making out with him, no fair.'' 

Finn and Logan laughed into each other's mouths. ''Well, Peanut, you can't exactly argue with that,'' Finn said, wiping his mouth. ''He is very tasty.'' That only made Regulus' pout deepen, Leo pressing a kiss to it and then setting him down. Finn leaned to press one more kiss to Logan's forehead, the other man practically melting in response. 

''Merci,'' he said with a smile, heading over to Logan and pushing him further into the door than Finn had, their legs slotting together so he could press the entirety of their bodies together. Logan was giggling into his mouth as he peppered kisses to whatever part of him he could reach before he snuggled into a hug. He breathed him in deeply, humming as the tension in his chest relaxed fully for the first time in days. ''Okay,'' Regulus said, patting Logan's chest. ''Up to my room - we shall bring the pasta, all you two have to do is get some comfortable clothes on and crawl into bed. You must be exhausted.'' He assumed they'd forego the shower considering how early it was - it was nothing that couldn't wait until the morning.

"Do you need anything out your suitcases?" Finn asked briefly. After two disagreements, Finn just grabbed their duffels with their toothbrushes, chargers and the like in and followed them upstairs while Regulus carefully carried the two bowls and spoons.

Leo was more than ready to do exactly as he had been instructed. Thankfully, Regulus had plenty of clothes for him to choose from so he ended up with just boxers and a comfy hoodie of Finn's, Logan tugging on a fresh pair of Leo's sweats and shrugging off his old shirt. Leo couldn't stop a smile from the way the long legs looked on Logan's shorter frame, the cuffs at the bottom the only thing keeping him from tripping on them. The two of them slipped under the blankets on Regulus' bed, thanking him for the food and digging in hungrily.

Regulus slipped in next to Logan at one end of the bed, resting his cheek against the warmth of his back as he hunched over the bowl, desperate not to drop pasta all over Regulus' soft bedding. Finn flopped back between Leo and Logan, lying in the centre of the bed on his back. After some soft chatter about their flights, Finn sat up abruptly, sliding back so he was leaning against the headboard.

Having been mostly silent, Finn had assumed Regulus was practically falling asleep. He reached behind Logan to tap Regulus' back gently, urging him to look over. Instead he sat up, no longer leant against Logan but turned his face further away from him.

Finn reached for him again, dipping his hand under his chin to grip either side of his jaw, physically turning his face back to him.

"Baby," was all Finn said, his heartbroken tone at seeing him cry making Leo and Logan look over too.

"Hey," Leo began gently, leaning over towards them as well to rub small circles into his knee. "What's up, princess?" Regulus shook his head as best he could with it still in Finn's grip.

"I'm just so happy you're back," he mumbled, his mouth quivering as tried to force himself to keep it together.

"C'mere," Finn said, patting his lap. Regulus shuffled to Logan's other side, cuddling against Finn, half-lying in his lap. Solid circles were rubbed into his back, Finn rocking them both slightly so as not to accidentally bump them and send pasta flying everywhere. "Maybe we need to drop you properly tomorrow, lovely. All the dipping in and out for days might be throwing you out of balance a little. Not that you aren't allowed to cry just because but the only times I've seen you properly relax today is when I've been dipping into my headspace too. Do you agree?" Regulus hummed, nodding while he kept his cheek pressed against Finn's torso. "Angel, do you think you need to as well? Or do you want to?" 

Logan considered it as he swallowed. "Yeah, I think so. I'm generally okay but I feel like if either of you even slightly lean dom I'll drop like a motherfucker."

Finn snorted at his wording. "Okay," he smiled widely. "God I'm so excited." Leo hummed in agreement around his food, his own grin bright as he watched the exchange. "Oh we know you are." Leo and Logan laughed in response. It always happened whenever they were apart for a little bit, Leo would take any and all chances to baby and cuddle. 

Logan finished his food first, Regulus taking the bowl from him and leaning to put it on the far end of his bedside table so there would still be space for all their phones for the night. Washing up was another tomorrow problem. 

Logan brushed his teeth as quickly as possible, watching Finn continue to calm Regulus as much as he could from the doorway, a faint smile in his eyes. Leo slid into the bathroom next to him when he finished his food, planting a kiss to his hair and cuddling up to his back to watch them while they both monotonously scrubbed their teeth. 

With his chin leant on Finn's torso, they couldn't see Regulus' face but they could see Finn's clear as day. The man was practically turning more and more into a puddle with every slow, tired blink Regulus gave while he combed his fingers through his black lengths. 

"You wanna get some cooler clothes on for bed? It'll get warm with everyone together." Regulus seemed very pleased with that but still nodded, shuffling off of Finn enough for the man to go and grab something for him when he assured Finn he was fine with whatever. He returned with one of Leo's sweaters and a pair of Finn's own shorts the man swore were in his washing hamper at home. Although he had thought they'd been in the hamper for about a month - at least he'd figured out where they disappeared to. 

The domestic process of helping Regulus step into the clothes through his half-lidded eyes and tired stumbles settled him as much as it did Regulus. By the time they were done, so were Leo and Logan. Finn and Leo instantly ushered Logan and Regulus to sleep in the middle, sending each other a knowing look over how comforting it was to be able to see and reach both of them during the night. That was also a big help in making them realise that Regulus and Logan weren't the only ones that needed some time in their headspaces. 

Leo settled in behind Regulus, Finn next to Logan, already lying on his stomach. There was shuffling as everyone got comfortable with the blankets situated properly. Leo had pulled up the hood on his hoodie and wrapped an arm over Regulus' waist with the other tucked under his head. His fingertips brushed Logan's side, the man squeezing Leo's fingers sweetly. There was another bout of shuffling from Logan, the cause coming in the form of a stuffed bunny. 

He had moved to pass it over to Regulus but stopped, bringing it to his nose and breathing. "Does this have our colognes on?" Regulus blushed fiercely, sliding it out of Logan's grip. 

"Maybe." Another slip of eye contact with Finn had Leo chuckling despite his exhaustion. Really he was going to be liquid if Regulus kept up with being so cute. Regulus moved to pass the bunny to Leo, he guessed to put on the side while he flicked off the lamp. 

"You don't want to keep it?" Regulus looked up at Leo, slightly surprised that it was an option, like he hadn't thought of that before. 

"Can I?" 

"'Course you can, little one." Leo guided Regulus to lie on his side once more from where he'd rolled onto his back to look up at Leo while they spoke. Leo snuggled back up to him and popped the bunny in the dip between where Regulus' pillow ended and Logan's began, just in front of Regulus. 

There was a brush of a kiss to his elbow and a whispered goodnight to the three of them. Everyone said their soft goodnights to each other, Finn finally settling with his arm over the bare expanse of Logan's back and his leg hooked over both of Logan's too, his warm foot coming to rest next to Leo's constantly frozen ones. (Ironic considering only one of them had sprinted across ice that day.) 

The last sound Leo heard before he physically couldn't remain conscious any longer was Logan gently kissing the bunny's cheek for keeping Regulus company while they had to be away and Regulus' happy hum in reply. 

Chapter 22: Making up for Lost Time, Old Stories and Wolfstar

Summary:

here we have the month of JUNNEEE (happy pride by the way my darlings)

from this month on, imma try a new posting schedule of 2 updates a month
they obviously won't both be 11,000+ like i do for my monthly updates, i physically don't think i'd be able to write 20,000+ words a month 😭 but i feel like it might be nicer to have two separate updates so it's not as long a wait between chapters
to clarify, yall will get the same chapter that i would have written for that month anyway, it'll just be split into two if that makes any sense at all
if yall hate it let me know in a comment/on tumblr and i'll change it back if everyone isnt a fan loll but i guess theres no harm in giving it a go

well this one is pretty much just all the loves and all the happy, sappy reunion sex with a dabble of wolfstar in there cuz who doesn't love wolfstar? it's pride month, we could always do with a little more LGBTQIA love in our lives
and there's some talk of early o'knutzy days and when they were just three boys in love with their Cap's little brother trying to figure out if the guy who trusted no one trusted them enough to love them back :)

ENJOY
~15,000

Wiggling his toes as he stretched as much as he could without fidgeting too much, Regulus smiled to himself when he looked at the three men asleep around him. Leo was nuzzled into his neck, his head barely on the pillow anymore, the arm he had thrown over Regulus' torso reached over to the stuffed bunny still in the centre of the bed. Stifling a giggle when he saw Leo's hand wrapped over the bunny as well, he shifted slightly, rolling onto his side to turn away from Leo. The man instantly moved with him, pressing against his back and burying his face in the back of his neck instead of the side. His arm tightened around him too, waiting until he had stopped squirming to relax again, albeit only slightly. 

He fell back to sleep soon after that, far too comfortable and far too snuggly not to, especially after the plague of sleepless nights he'd had.

When he woke again, the sun was higher in the sky, too high, actually. It made him blink a few times to focus his eyes on the clock on the wall - almost 2pm. They had slept for almost twelve hours. Well, he wasn't completely surprised with how terribly they had slept for the past week, his brother and Remus weren't expecting them out the room at all that day pretty much so he supposed sleeping in was okay. 

A slight shift made him freeze again, the hardness pressing against him surprising him for a moment before there was a familiar flutter in his stomach. He began slowly, small, barely there rocks of his hips. Leo's first reaction was a heavier breath rustling the top of his hair - he must have shuffled up in the past few hours. It spurred him to add more pressure, firmer, slower rolls of his hips instead. A small noise echoed from the back of Leo's throat. He heard when he finally woke, the intake of a sharper, deeper breath before his arm tightened around him, nosing more into his hair as he hummed softly in greeting.

''Morning, mon ange.''

''Nuh-uh,'' Regulus whispered back, ''try again.''

Leo peeked an eye open to see a mess of dark curls that he then pressed a kiss to. ''Sorry, princess. I guess I'm not used to you initiating.'' Regulus flushed slightly through his smile as his low accented whisper made his stomach clench. ''That wasn't a reason for you to stop. I thought you were seducing me?'' he grumbled. His hand slid down to cup Regulus' hip, using it to guide his motions back and forth. There was another hum, this time an approving one. ''Merde, darlin'.''

''It's either French or the accent-y nicknames. You get one not both.'' Leo let out a gentle chuckle. 

''Oh really? Is it too much with both?''

''Ouais,'' he mumbled back.

Leo pushed his hips forward to meet Regulus' next grind backwards. ''Well it's good you aren't the one that makes the rules. N'est-ce pas, darlin'?'' 

Regulus pulled a face, glad he was turned away from Leo so he couldn't see him. Leo was still rolling his hips into him and, as much as Regulus tried to stop it, his resolve (and himself) was slipping quickly. 

''Mr Authoritative,'' he whispered. 

''Quoi?'' Leo chuckled. 

''You, you're being all Mr Authoritative. 'S making my head cloudy.'' 

''Well, that was the aim for today, non?'' Regulus supposed he was right and angled his hips so Leo could grind against him better instead of answering. 

''Don't hate me but I don't think I have enough energy to contribute anything if we fuck.'' Leo desperately muffled his laugh. 

''That's okay, baby. We can wait until everyone's properly awake. I entirely intend to make you get quite loud and I don't think even Lo could sleep through that.'' 

Regulus smiled lazily, turning his face slightly into the pillow. ''Tu promets?''

Leo's lips brushed the shell of his ear. ''Je promets, sugar.'' 

''You're a dick.'' 

His responding chuckle was low and rumbling. ''That's fair,'' he agreed. Regulus didn't know how long they stayed at that steady pace. His focus drifted from one sensation to another as Leo's hands and lips moved gently across his skin. It was only a tap on his hip that made him properly focus again. ''Turn over, baby.'' 

Doing as he was asked, Regulus rolled onto his other side, smiling up at Leo. Eyes fluttering closed, he melted against him when he pressed a sweet morning kiss to his lips, gentle and loving. ''Hi, amour,'' he mumbled. 

''Hi, princess.'' Leo laughed at the lazy smile that spread across Regulus' face, bumping their noses together. ''What are you okay with doing while you're in your headspace?''

Regulus blinked his eyes open. ''What do you mean? I'm okay with anything.''

Leo looked at him, disbelief written all over his face. ''Really? So if I wanted to,'' he paused while he thought, ''fuck you but not let you come at all? You'd be okay with that?''

His brows furrowed instantly, a slight pout forming as he tilted his head up to look at him. ''Well, no. That'd be mean.''

''Exactly, baby. So, what are you okay with?''

Regulus thought more this time, properly considering his options. ''The normal stuff? You,'' he looked away then, pointing his gaze at his chest instead, ''fucking me, talking to me...the normal stuff.''

''Nothing we haven't done before.''

''Oui,'' Regulus confirmed with a little, resolute nod. Leo's knuckle touching the underside of his chin made him look up at him again. ''There is something I've been thinking about trying though. Not-- not today just like at some point.'' His fingers drawing small patterns along the bare expanse of Leo's chest had goosebumps scattering in its wake. 

''Talk to me, baby,'' Leo prompted when he didn't continue. 

''Well, you know how I like having something in my mouth?'' Leo gave an encouraging nod. ''I read about using something other than your fingers.'' Regulus didn't expand more than that, leaving it to Leo to figure out what he was talking about. Of course, it didn't take him long, he had been thinking about bringing up cock-warming before - he had just never got round to mentioning it. 

Regulus seemed pretty sure about wanting to do it; just a bit fidgety about saying it aloud. Working on the thought of how gorgeous he was when he blushed, Leo couldn't help but play into it a little. ''Cock-warming,'' he confirmed. ''Did you like the sound of it, baby? My cock filling your mouth for as long as you like?'' Regulus nodded a fraction. ''I promise when we're at home, you can settle, nice and comfy, knelt at my feet with your mouth full.'' 

Looking very pleased with that, Regulus grinned brightly before his face contorted, a question clearly behind his eyes as he thought.

''Am I allowed to actually suck you off? Does that still count as cock-warming?''

''There's no rules, love. None that I've set anyway,'' he smiled. 

''I like your rules. You wouldn't set a mean one like me not being allowed to suck you off,'' Regulus settled, nuzzling his head under Leo's chin. 

Leo couldn't stop the scoff of shock. ''There's not a single rule that you think is mean? I've been too easy on you when you're subby."

Regulus hummed. ''I don't think I have many rules. Not being allowed to roll my eyes is annoying but it's an easy way to get you to tell me off or if I want to get spanked.'' Regulus broke off quickly. 

''Cloudy brain making your filter malfunction there, pretty?'' 

''Shut up.'' 
 
Leaning down nearer his ear, Leo whispered into it. ''It's okay, I know already that you like being put in your place. I like putting you in it so it's a win-win.'' Leo's hand slid down his back and up under his hoodie before sliding it back down to squeeze his ass gently. ''Plus you have a very spankable ass too.'' With Regulus' slight laugh being breathed across his collarbone, Leo whispered again, quieter this time. ''Do you want one?'' A nod. His hand came down on his ass roughly, his clothes quieting the sound it made but not cushioning the actual blow all that much. Regulus whimpered against his skin, his hips shuffling forward to grind into the solid form of Leo's torso. 

''I want it,'' he muttered. ''I really want you.'' 

''Je sais, princess. But neither of us will be able to keep quiet and the boys are asleep.''

''Are they?'' Leo flicked his eyes up to see Logan looking at the pair of them, his pupils blown already. The arm Finn had flung over his waist shifted, his fingers giving a little wave as he grunted.

''Give me a few minutes to wake up then I'll be right with you,'' he grumbled. Smile on his face, Leo looked down to where Regulus was looking up at him, fingers brushing against his lower torso already, poised to touch as soon as he was given permission. 

''Take what you need from me, love.'' 

Sliding quickly under his sweats, Regulus wrapped his hand around Leo's cock, the touch of a hand other than his own had him instantly rolling onto his back to give him more room. ''Fuck,'' he muttered. His hand rose to hold onto the headboard to try and keep his head from spinning when Regulus' tongue swirled around him, his other dipping down to tangle in the hair at the back of his head and guiding his motion. ''Take that cock, take daddy's cock. God you're doing so well for me.'' The wet sound of a gag echoed around the room as Regulus took him further down his throat before bobbing quickly, his hand jerking him in time. 

''Oh fuck,'' Finn mumbled, peeking an eye open and watching Regulus completely ruin Leo in seconds. 

''More awake now, Fishy?'' Logan teased. 

''You could say that.'' 

Finn's eyes trailed up to Leo's face, the heavy flush along his cheekbones, his jaw lax as he whimpered and groaned like he couldn't keep the noises in. Finn couldn't help but be impressed with how long Leo was lasting, he felt like he would come with the barest touch just watching Regulus' movements after not having sex for a week. 

Regulus' annoyed whine caught their attention right before he pulled off with a wet pop. ''Why are you stopping it? You're about to come. I don't care how quickly you come as long as it's inside me.'' Without waiting for a response, he latched his mouth around Leo again, working with even more vigour than he had before. The man was filling his mouth with cum in seconds. Regulus only pulled away again when Leo's hips were twitching violently with sensitivity. 

''Fuck me,'' Leo breathed, lying against the pillows with his arm slung over his face as he caught his breath. His hand, still in Regulus' hair, was massaging small circles into his scalp. Grip tightening a fraction, he used it to urge Regulus up to him, pressing their mouths together instantly, licking into his mouth and groaning at the taste of himself on his lips. ''I want you to say good morning to the boys while I stretch you open.'' 

''Yes, daddy.'' 

Leo patted his ass and Regulus kissed his cheek before sliding onto his stomach, lying in front of where Logan and Finn were, not moving when Leo tugged his boxers down his legs and laid between them. He nosed lovingly into Logan's cheek, the man giving a soft smile before he tilted his head up for a kiss. Finn pushed up onto an elbow, leaning over Logan's side and kissing Regulus' temple. Regulus pulled away from Logan slowly, drawing out the kiss enough to make Logan whimper, he gently nipped Finn's bottom lip, the other man's mouth spreading into a grin before he lightly gripped his chin to hold him steady so he could kiss him deeply. Logan rolled onto his back, settling beneath them as they both leaned over him. The expanse of Regulus' neck was on show to him, meaning he only had to lean up a fraction to be able to bite along the line of it. He nipped almost at the same time that Leo finally stopped just placing teasing kisses along his thighs and rubbed a lubed finger over his entrance. 

''Get your knees underneath you for me,'' he ordered. 

Regulus didn't break his kiss with Finn while he did as he was told, it was Logan insistently tugging up his shirt that made him have to move away a fraction. With Regulus now naked, Logan ran his hands over all the skin he could reach, warming his cool skin with his heated hands while he continued scattering kisses along his neck. 

''Leo,'' Regulus moaned into Finn's mouth, the sound making Finn's brown eyes flash with arousal. Dropping his head back, he let out a whimper as Leo slid in another finger, scissoring the two of them rougher than he usually would but still nowhere near what Regulus wanted. ''Harder, I can take it.'' 

''Careful what you wish for, baby. If you tell me to go harder, I'll go until you're telling me it's too much.'' 

Regulus smirked against Finn's lips, looking into his eyes even as he replied to Leo. ''Promises, promises,'' he teased. Finn let out a breath of a groan, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as his eyes dropped to stare at Regulus'. Smirk still faintly gracing his features, Regulus nipped gently at Finn's slick bottom lip but then dipped his head when he leaned in for a kiss. Instead, Regulus leaned down to kiss Logan further into the mattress, sweeping a hand along his torso to his chest, teasingly grazing his nails against his nipple to make him arch into him. Logan's next breath between kisses was ragged, his body moving with a roll of hips that made Regulus direct his attention further around his body.

Mouthing along the clear line of his cock through his sweats, Finn laved his tongue over the front of the fabric, pressing firmer when he felt the rounded edge of Logan's tip through the material. 

''Shit, Harz,'' Logan breathed, flinging his head back against the pillow and grabbing fistfuls of blanket. As Regulus was going to dip and kiss him again, Leo sank another finger inside of him, crooking them a fraction to make his eyes roll. Thankfully, Leo seemed to be quickly distracted by Regulus' stuttering whines and focused on making sure he was properly opened up instead of the languid playfulness he'd had so far. 

''How do you want it, princess?'' Leo asked, lubed hand moving over himself quickly. 

Regulus brushed a kiss to Logan's lips then rolled over, propping himself up with his hands as he stared over at Leo. ''I want to ride you for a little while.'' Leo was sat with his back against the headboard in seconds, his hand in Regulus' as he helped him slide a leg on either side of his lap. They shared kisses that bordered on being entirely desperate as Leo lined himself up, holding still and letting Regulus sink down at his own pace. He watched his face contort with pleasure, sharp breaths coming from him before their hips met flush. Leo groaned into his collarbone, sliding his hands up the muscled planes of Regulus' back to press him close. He felt a hand grab onto his thigh and squeeze, Logan's he gathered, flinging out for someone to hold onto that wasn't Finn - they learned pretty quick that he could get carried away when he was being sucked off so he tried to stop himself from grabbing onto Finn's hair. Leo couldn't stop his smile - Logan was clearly having a very good time. He removed a hand from Regulus' body in favour of looping it around Logan's wrist, squeezing back, albeit gentler. 

''Daddy,'' he whimpered. 

''I've got you, angel. Is Sir making you feel good?'' Leo fought to keep his voice steady but struggled through as Regulus began gently rocking his hips as he adjusted. 

''So good. Sir's mouth feels so good.'' Finn pulled off with a pop, a shuffle sounding before he leaned over Logan, kissing him breathless. 

''I don't need prep,'' Logan mumbled into his mouth. That was quite possibly the sole sentence that could have made Finn have any want to pull away from him at that moment. 

''The fuck you don't.'' 

''We fucked in the airport this morning.'' Finn turned his head towards Leo, a smile dancing in his eyes. Leo gave a cocky shrug even as he groaned lowly at Regulus squeezing around him. ''You wouldn't wait either if you were dragged into a stall and--fuck baby--climbed like a darn tree.'' 

''You seemed eager enough to me,'' Logan rebutted, glancing up at Leo through his lashes, a teasing smile dancing over his features. Leo shook his head with a grin of his own even as he dropped his head back to lean against the headboard. He moved a hand up from Regulus' waist to grip his chin, pulling him down to kiss him slowly. ''I fucking love being inside of you,'' he mumbled into his mouth. He expected Regulus to blush in the shy, pretty way he usually did but he was pleasantly surprised when he instead just smiled against his lips and ground his hips in a slow circle.

Bracing a hand on the centre of Leo's chest, Regulus kept him pressed against the headboard then leaned back to balance his weight. He pictured the way Logan had moved and tried to copy his motions, falling into a steady rhythm pretty quickly. If Leo's constant stream of moans were anything to go by, he was doing something right. 

Distracted by the movement paired with the numbing pleasure in his legs, Regulus lost himself in the feeling until Leo's hips began fucking up to meet him on every downward fall. 

''You're gonna make me come soon, princess,'' he groaned. Regulus shifted to lean forward, pressing a kiss to the dark flush that had spread up his chest. 

''Ask.'' 

''Quoi?'' Leo mumbled. 

Regulus slowed his hips. ''Lo and I are always the ones asking. I want you to ask. Just once.'' The challenge in his own eyes was reflected in Leo's as Regulus sped once again, tightening around Leo involuntarily as his own orgasm built quickly.

Leo's head tilted a fraction, leaning up so their noses brushed. ''Please can daddy come for you, baby?'' Regulus did whimper this time, giving a jerky nod, as he got closer to the edge. ''Good,'' Leo moaned, ''you can't.'' Regulus opened his mouth to argue but couldn't think of anything to say before Leo's hips were grinding up into him to ride out his orgasm, filling him with cum as he moaned into his ear. Regulus was close, so close he could feel it right there, but he couldn't get over the edge no matter how hard he tried; Leo's voice constantly echoing in his head that he wasn't allowed. Then Leo was slowing, leaning lax back against the headboard. 

''Daddy,'' he whined. '''M sorry, please let me come.'' 

''I thought we'd switched roles. If you want to come, come.'' 

''But I can't.'' 

''Why's that?'' 

''You're in charge, not me. You're in charge, please.'' 

Leo gently thrust his hips up, revelling in the way Regulus' eyes rolled back even at the minute touch. ''I am. Which is why you're going to come and then we're going to re-establish some rules. Nod if you understand me.'' Regulus nodded - of course. Leo wrapped a hand around Regulus' cock, still throbbing and leaking against his stomach and jerked him off with a skilled hand, rocking his hips subtly to help him ride it out without direct stimulation. He'd missed watching him come in person, hearing it and seeing it over the phone would really never compare. 

''Je t'aime,'' Regulus mumbled, resting his forehead against his chest as Leo's free hand stroked gently up and down his back. 

''Je t'aime, princesse.'' Leo kissed his hairline then moved to whisper quietly into his ear - although it wasn't like Logan and Finn would be able to hear him over the way Logan was taking Finn apart with his mouth. ''Where's the plug?'' 

Regulus swallowed. ''Bottom drawer.'' Moving Regulus with him so their hips remained flush, Leo reached down to fish it out of the bedside table, managing to drizzle lube over the glass, albeit messily. 

''I figure it a crime that I haven't played around with this little breeding kink of yours yet.''

''Criminal.'' Regulus agreed with a shaky breath. 

''You okay with that, baby?'' Leo asked, his voice softening entirely. 

''Oui, vert.'' His eyes fluttered closed as Leo pressed a kiss to his forehead. They remained closed while Leo eased the plug inside of him until it settled. 

''There we go. Plugged full like you should be.'' Leo figured he was fairly on point with that direction when Regulus let out a trembling breath and rolled his hips to grind his hardening cock against Leo's torso. ''No, no. Remember the second part of the plan?'' 

''The rules.'' 

Leo hummed his affirmation. ''I think we need to reaffirm in that pretty, little head of yours who is in charge. So you're going to sit and watch Lo feel good.'' Regulus blinked. That sounded like a perfect idea, much less punishment-esque than he had anticipated. ''And you aren't going to touch yourself at all, are you?'' He flicked his eyes to Leo's, absolutely ready to at least complain but there was something in the daring quirk of Leo's brow that changed that into a shake of his head. No, he wasn't. ''Good boy.'' He melted into the kiss Leo pressed to his lips. 

Within a minute, Regulus was knelt, despite his debate against the position considering it shifted the plug to press against his prostate even if he kept deathly still, with his hands behind his back. ''Daddy, it's too much,'' he whined. 

Leo was back at his side in an instant, stood at the edge of the bed and petting his hand through Regulus' hair. ''It's too much or it's a lot?'' 

''Just a lot,'' he admitted. 

''You know you can colour out then we'll give you anything you want, yeah?''

Regulus nodded but still pouted. Logan shuffled forward to kneel in front of him, cupping his face with gentle hands and kissing him slowly. ''Just think, after you're done we can have all the fun we want. We can both just drop and have them eating out the palms of our hands in no time.'' Logan swatted at Leo's hand pinching his thigh for his cheekiness even as he and Regulus giggled softly. 

''He's right, princess,'' Finn assured, leaning over to kiss his cheek. ''And I'll add to the mess inside you if you like?'' 

His pout was back by the time Finn leaned away again. ''That's cruel.'' Finn just shot him a wink in return, settling behind Logan and kissing up the side of his neck, keeping eye contact with Regulus while he did. ''Daddy, Sir's being mean.''

Leo kissed the top of his head. ''It wouldn't be mean if you could join in. As soon as Lo comes, your punishment is over.'' Regulus tried to hide his smile seeing how Logan was already fighting back moans even with the light brushes of Finn's lips. 

''D'accord.'' 

''Can we get on with it then?'' Logan complained. In response, Finn guided him to lie on his side, his leg bent and tucked up against his chest. 

Leo's nose brushed the shell of Regulus' ear. ''Lo loves this position, says we get so deep he can feel it in his lungs.'' Regulus' own hard-on throbbed both at the thought and at Logan's desperate whines and moans into the cushion as Finn eased himself inside of Logan, going slow and careful. Finn knew Logan could handle the stretch but Finn also couldn't remember the last time he'd gone so long without one of them fucking Logan so he figured it was probably for the best. 

''God, you feel fucking divine, angel.'' His eyes physically rolled back when he bottomed out, his hips pressed flush against Logan's ass. Finn waited patiently for Logan to give him the go ahead, reaching to grab a pillow Logan wasn't currently burying his face in to throw at Leo, the man catching it easily. Kissing Regulus' temple, Leo moved to wedge it between the bed frame and the wall. The implication made Regulus let out a small sound. 

''You can move,'' Logan breathed. ''Please,'' he couldn't stop himself from adding. Finn eased out then pushed back in, somehow deeper than before, fucking into him with a groan. Bracing a hand on the headboard, Finn pistoned his hips quicker into Logan, grunting at the feeling of Logan squeezing desperately around him and the sound of him moaning into the pillow with his every thrust. For good measure, Leo walked around to the opposite side of the bed, grabbing a spare cushion from Regulus' window seat to stuff down the opposite side of the bed frame. When he turned back towards the bed, Regulus was putting his everything into the doe eyes he was staring at him with, his legs shifting slightly as he squirmed at the dull discomfort between his legs. 

In all honesty, he almost broke. It had taken him months to not completely melt whenever Logan fluttered his lashes while he asked for something. Apparently, that barely-present tolerance didn't automatically transfer to Regulus. ''Watch,'' was all he said. Regulus turned his eyes back to Logan's face, drooling into the pillow now as he grabbed at the blanket underneath him for something to keep him steady. It seemed that with every little sound Logan made, Finn was driven crazier and crazier, pressing Logan further into the mattress. 

''Deeper,'' Logan pleaded. Logan sent out a silent prayer then that he was blessed with boyfriends that knew the difference between 'deeper' and 'harder'. Finn adjusted his angle slightly to do as he was asked, meaning he ended up hitting Logan's prostate head-on with even the most minute twitch of his hips. 

''Tes mains.'' Leo's voice cut through the room clean, clear and stern. There was a jolt of movement from Regulus that Logan guessed was him resettling his hands behind his back. 

''It hurts.'' Regulus' tone made Logan force an eye open even as moans kept spilling from his lips as Finn never faltered. He watched as precum practically drooled from his tip in a continuous stream. 

''Is--ah--is the toy--'' Logan broke off again as he muffled his shout into the pillow. Regulus murmured an agreement with his attempted question anyway. 

''It's right on it.'' 

Leo moved back around to his side of the bed then, standing behind him and supporting his body by pressing against Regulus' back. ''He's almost there. Sir's going to make him come and you're going to watch then you can come.'' His presence calmed Regulus enough that he was no longer whimpering under his breath, instead clutching onto the hand Leo had reached to slip between Regulus', still resting against the small of his back. Leo was hard, of course he was. Regulus, despite his current predicament, noticed Leo made no motion to move his hands away from where they were either stroking across his arm comfortingly or tangled with his own. 

He turned his head to the side, tilting it up slightly to look up at Leo. The man instantly looked down at him. 

''I love you.'' Leo's smile was just as instant. He brushed his knuckles across Regulus' cheek as he placed a sweet kiss to his lips. 

''I love you too.'' Regulus smiled up at him, leaning into the hand still poised on his cheek then turned back to Logan and Finn.

Finn was murmuring into Logan's ear even as he got more and more breathless. His hair was damp, clinging to the sweat at his temples as the muscles in his back shifted to keep his pace steady and his hips angled in the direction that was making Logan sound like that. Logan was getting close; it only served to spur Finn on more, his own orgasm building so quickly it made him lightheaded. 

''Come for me, angel. Show me how much you love it when I fuck you.'' 

Regulus and Leo watched Logan's entire body tense as he went silent for the first time before letting out a shout of pleasure as he writhed underneath Finn. With Logan so tight around him, Finn could do little more than grind his hips in slow circles - although with Logan's walls still flexing as his orgasm dragged on longer than usual, slow circles were more than enough for Finn to come inside of him, his forehead rested on the hand he still had holding onto the headboard. 

It was only Leo shuffling to position himself behind Regulus that drew his attention away from them, more specifically the strong hand sliding down his torso to wrap around him. He was grateful for the steady presence behind him when he leaned his weight back onto Leo as he gave a ragged gasp, rolling his hips into the feeling. That sound faded quickly into a deep moan as he writhed at the onslaught of pleasure he was suddenly being given after such a long while of it being denied to him. 

''C-Couvre ma bouche,'' he panted, tilting his head further back onto Leo's shoulder to look at him. Leo grinned at him as he slid his other hand to wrap over the top of his mouth firmly. He stayed looking right back at him while Regulus practically dived off the edge of his orgasm, shouting into Leo's palm and effectively proving that there was a need for his earlier request. Leo worked him through it until he was twitching his hips away from his touch, a few tears escaping the corners of his eyes as the overstimulation wracked through his body. 

''I,'' Leo began, kissing the dampness of Regulus' temple, ''am going to run and grab some waters.'' Regulus nodded, trying to swallow only to realise how thirsty he was. He shuffled to cuddle against Finn's side when the man reached an arm out to him, Logan already lying against his other side and smiling at him softly. 

''Did that feel good, princess?'' Finn whispered teasingly, smiling against his hair when he shook his head as he rested it on his chest, his face millimetres from Logan's. 

''It was alright I guess,'' he smiled. 

''I heard that,'' Leo called from the hallway. 

Regulus' smile widened, making him bury his head further into Finn's warm skin. His heart was still thudding violently against his ribs - Regulus wasn't particularly surprised after the show he and Logan had put on. Logan's nose brushing his cheek was the only thing that made him peek his head back up again. Instantly leaning in once his lips were visible, Finn settled back, stroking his hands soothingly up and down the planes of their backs as they kissed languidly while they lay on his chest. Leo was back seconds later; apparently stupidly long legs were great for covering about a million steps in one go. He smiled at the scene and braced a hand on the mattress just behind Regulus then leaned over the two of them completely to capture Finn's lips with his. 

''You're so beautiful.'' Finn let out a small, embarrassed laugh against where Leo's lips were still resting against his. 

''You know, people usually get emotional after they fuck, not before.''

''Shh,'' Leo mumbled, kissing him again to shut him up. ''You're gorgeous.'' He kissed him again. ''I missed you so much.'' And again. ''I love you more than anything.'' 

''Stop,'' Finn breathed quietly, his tone proving he had very little want for Leo to do exactly that. 

''Loving you? Never.'' That was Finn's last straw before he turned beet red and just resigned himself to letting out a small sound that closely resembled a giggle. Leo smiled again, pressing a last deep kiss to his lips before he mumbled a firmer order to the two resting on Finn's chest. ''Drink, please.'' Regulus moved to lean away from Logan to take the bottle of water from Leo's hand. Logan instead just cupped Regulus' cheeks and pulled him closer as he turned to lie on his back next to Finn, tugging Regulus along with him. Regulus went gladly, humming as he pressed further into him. With Regulus leaned over Finn's body, Leo just reached to wrap his hand around the front of Regulus' throat, gently using it to guide him back up and pull him until his back was against his chest. Regulus just had a gentle smile on his face, twisting his head to the side to look up at Leo expectantly. 

Leo just pressed the now capless bottle against his lips, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at his boyfriend when he sipped the water obligingly, keeping his half-lidded eyes on Leo's the entire time. 

''Good boy,'' he whispered when he put the bottle down in favour of handing it to Logan, taking his eyes away from Regulus' to give Logan a look that effectively summarised that he was going to drink that whether he wanted to or not. Logan just took it from him with a smirk, leaning back on an elbow and stretching out along the bed. Leo's eyes ran down the length of his naked body, nothing but hunger in them when he flicked them back to Logan's face again. His smirk had only grown and simply continued to grow when he tipped the bottle slightly. 

''Oops,'' he mumbled, watching not only Leo but also Finn and Regulus follow the drops of water running down his chest. ''Here you go,'' he said innocently, passing the bottle back to Leo to put the cap back on. Leo took it, a faint something in his features although Logan couldn't identify it just yet. 

''Princess,'' he began, still staring at Logan looking up at him through his lashes, ''lie down on your stomach. With your knees underneath you,'' he added, ''so Sir can breed you nice and deep.'' He felt Regulus swallow through the palm he still had pressed to his throat. Leo kissed his cheek sweetly then removed his hand in favour of patting his hip, letting him move to do as he was told. Finn rolled onto his side, kissing Regulus into the mattress, relishing in the whimper he let out as his toes curled. 

Leo shuffled forward on his knees now that Finn's legs were out the way, ending up next to Logan. Without missing a beat, Logan's lips were kissing along his hip to his still half-hard cock. Sinking back onto his heels, Leo sank his fingers into Logan's hair, guiding his head along gently. He let him do as he pleased until he was fully hard again. Grabbing each of Logan's wrists, he held them to the pillow above his head. 

''You keep them here while I touch you.'' 

Logan nodded although he wasn't asked a question. 

He began with kissing along the shell of Logan's ear, his fingertips tracing the harsh lines and ridges of his torso with the barely-there touch that always had goosebumps scattering across Logan's skin. The line of his kisses continued down his neck to his collarbone, his tongue laving along the ridge of the bone straight across his chest before he continued his kisses down the centre of his body. 

A ragged groan from Regulus had both his and Logan's eyes flicking over to them. Leo's kisses paused when he saw Regulus' cheeks flushed deeply, his lips resting still against Logan's hot skin. Finn had clearly wasted no time in easing the plug from inside him and replacing it with his tongue, giving Regulus no break as he fucked him continuously. 

''Harzy,'' he whimpered, ''want you inside me.'' 

''You'll get it, princess,'' was all Finn said. 

Regulus let out another breathy moan, tilting his head slightly into the cushion. ''Sir,'' he pleaded desperately. 

Leo smiled into Logan's skin, continuing the stream of kisses down to his torso - if that plea had Leo's resolve shaking and he wasn't even the one being called for, he knew Finn would be giving him what he was asking for in seconds. And he was right; moments later, Finn had the lube back in his hand, slicking himself up while he pressed kisses to the back of Regulus' neck. 

''God, baby, you feel so fucking good.'' Finn's brown eyes rolled back into his head as he pressed slowly inside Regulus, trying to make sure he wasn't too much all at once. 

''Please.'' 

''I've got you, little one. Just relax and take it.'' He felt Regulus listen to him, the tension instantly melting from him. ''There you go,'' he whispered. 

''Plus fort,'' Regulus whispered, a moment later going to correct himself. Finn abiding by his wish was the only thing that made him hesitate. 

''Repetition is the best way to learn.'' The smirk in his voice was clear. ''And I've been asked for 'plus fort' more times than I can count.'' Regulus couldn't find it within himself to nag at him for his pronunciation; for once. Especially concerning whatever he was doing with every roll of his hips. ''This is what you were asking me for?''

''You--you know it is.'' 

Finn leaned down, his chest pressed flush to Regulus' back. ''It's always nice to hear it said.'' 

''Your cock feels so good inside me.'' Finn's hips stuttered for the first time, a deep groan rumbling through his chest. 

''Very nice to hear it said,'' Finn corrected himself. 

In the midst of Leo working diligently to suck and bite dark marks into the muscle of Logan's thighs, Regulus and Logan's hands had tangled tightly on the pillow between them. 

''He's gonna come,'' Logan whimpered, his legs jolting on a particularly rough scrape of Leo's canines against the connection of his thigh to his hip. Regulus' hand had been tightening around his, squeezing for something to ground him as his orgasm built. 

''You can come,'' Finn confirmed, ''just don't think I'll stop if you do.'' 

''Don't want you to stop.'' 

Finn laughed his way through a moan. '''Course you don't. You said it yourself, you missed having something inside you. And as good as I know that plug feels, I also know that I've got a rather developed set of skills that glass toy doesn't have.''

Regulus rolled his eyes. ''Smug bastard,'' he mumbled. Finn outwardly laughed, kissing the damp of Regulus' temple. 

''Funny you didn't say I was wrong.'' 

''I'll decide that when you properly show me those skills you're so proud of.'' 

One of Finn's hands moved from his hips to Regulus' thigh. ''Get your knee up to your chest, like Lo did.'' Regulus complied and let out a silent scream, more of a choke than any sort of actual sound, upon Finn's next slow, deep roll of his hips. Finn slid his hand around Regulus' waist to press between his stomach and the mattress. ''Can you feel me in your stomach, baby?'' A ragged nod. ''Tell me clearly. You had so many things to say a second ago.'' 

''Yes,'' Regulus whimpered. ''Like you're in my lungs.'' 

The hum Finn let out was entirely pleased with himself. ''Completely full of me - as you should be.'' 

''I'm so close.'' 

''I told you already that you can come. I'm not going to use my hand. If you want to come, come from my cock like a proper slut.'' Even Leo shuffled where he was lying between Logan's legs, the sound of his voice saying those words making the heat in his stomach build. 

''Do you want fingers first or non, darlin'?'' 

Logan shook his head. ''Just you.'' 

Leo smiled, shuffling up his body to press a loving kiss to his lips. Logan accepted it with a happy hum, looking up at Leo, his green eyes soft and round. ''Mignon,'' he mumbled, dipping to kiss Logan's cheek then reaching to where Finn had thrown the lube to the middle of the bed. He eased himself inside of Logan slowly, sinking in and staying still as they watched Regulus come, squeezing Logan's hand and biting the pillow as he shook through it. Finn didn't miss a beat, continuing to fuck him, his own orgasm spurred on by the scene before him; although he angled his hips so he wouldn't keep hitting his prostate. 

Logan was doing rather well, all things considered, at lying still and not unconsciously moving underneath Leo. Finn leaning back onto his heels and slowly fucking his hips into Regulus from that angle was what made him whine for it. His torso stretched out and glistening with sweat as he bit his lip and tilted his head back at the feeling of Regulus around him. Leo fucked into Logan sweetly and slowly, just making it feel good for them both. They didn't need much more than that, mere minutes got them close, panting into the other's mouth. 

Logan coming was what tipped Leo over the edge, grinding deep inside of him and letting his eyes close as he enjoyed the feeling of getting to be close to Logan again, to have his boyfriends next to him. Finn was still fucking Regulus quickly, his breaths stuttering and shaky as his face and chest flushed deeply. He pulled out of Logan carefully, kissing the centre of his chest and smiling up at the happy hum he let out because of it, flopping his head back against the pillow with a light laugh; almost like he was in disbelief. Lying between Logan and Regulus, Leo gently grabbed Regulus' chin, tilting his head up and towards him. The old scattered tear tracks on his face made his lashes clump in a way he could only simply describe as pretty. He leaned down to kiss him slowly, the languid, seductive way he knew Finn adored. 

The sight instantly made Finn groan, his hips losing all rhythm and a shudder running through him before they slowed, Finn's grip tight on Regulus' hips as he came down. Leo watched as Finn noticed that, loosening his hold and rubbing his thumbs in small circles in apology. 

''Fuck,'' he mumbled. 

Regulus giggled brightly, pride written in it that made Leo grin. ''You took it so well, princess.'' Regulus leaned up into the kiss Leo pressed to his temple, focusing on the soft feeling so much that he didn't even properly register Finn sliding out of him. 

''The overstim wasn't too much?'' Finn checked. 

Regulus shook his head gently, rolling onto his back and looking up at Finn as he leaned into Leo's side. ''It was good, really good. I would've coloured out otherwise.'' The kisses Finn pressed to his skin were feather-light. Logan appeared next to Finn a second later, the mattress dipping as he snuggled into Finn's back. A warm cloth was pressed into his hand a second later, knowing he probably needed the calming process of cleaning Regulus up. 

''Honey, I could've gotten this,'' Finn answered, kissing Logan's knuckle and giving his hand a light squeeze. Logan just shushed him, laughing at the joking side-eye Finn gave him because of it before he moved to start getting the slippery texture of lube from Regulus' skin. While he followed his usual routine doing that, Logan brushed a brief kiss behind his ear then went to cuddle into Leo's other side.

"He's right. You know you can just relax after, we'll sort everything else," Leo said softly, running his fingers through Logan's hair as he tucked himself under his arm.

"Je sais. Just wanted to get cleaned up so we can cuddle."

Leo thought about it for a moment. "That's fair," he concurred. There was the breath of a laugh across his skin.

"Exactement Harzy, c'mon, I'm okay." With a chuckle and a quick shuffle to dodge Regulus playfully swatting at him, he overhanded the cloth into the (thankfully open) washing hamper and then practically lay flat on top of Regulus. Instead of pushing him off as Finn had expected, Regulus wrapped his arms over Finn's broad shoulders, dancing his fingers over the back of is neck and his hair. Logan followed by flicking their photo blanket over them all from where it'd been pushed off to his side of the bed. There seemed to be one unified breath from all of them before their muscles relaxed, all sinking further into the mattress and each other. 

 

 

''I have a question.'' Regulus' sudden statement broke the silence that had fallen over them, waking Finn from the light doze he couldn't fight with Regulus' soft touches melting him into his body underneath him. 

''What's your question, princess?'' Leo asked with a smile, petting his hand gently through Regulus' curls. 

''You said before that you were together a while before you started exploring BDSM and stuff. What was it like before then? Like your dynamic?''

Finn gave a little hum, intrigued at the question and how long he'd been wondering about it before he slipped far enough to not be too self-conscious to ask. 

''Well,'' Leo began, ''most of the time it was Harz and Lo taking care of me. I wasn't a virgin but I didn't exactly have any real experience either; I was only twenty when we got together so they taught me a lot about my body and pleasure and just sex in general.'' 

''I can imagine,'' Regulus teased, knowing exactly what the feeling was like. It coaxed a quiet laugh out of Logan, still with his face nuzzled into Leo's side. 

''Then Lo began noticing little things as we all got more comfortable and my 'caretaker side','' (yes there were finger quotes used) ''started slipping in too and I started giving orders here and there - I didn't realise in the slightest but, you know, nothing slips past our angel.'' Regulus hummed in affirmation, he was one hundred percent the observant one. ''He brought up the idea of being a dom rather than just a top so I tried deliberately leaning more into what felt right and what my body and my brain were agreeing on.'' Leo chuckled under his breath before he voiced the thought that caused it. ''I remember practically short-circuiting when Lo properly leaned sub. I swear it almost killed me.'' Logan's little noise was nothing less than smug, leaving no question to Regulus about that being exactly what he had been aiming for all those years ago. ''That was when we realised how much we enjoyed that dynamic so we spoke to Harz about it the same day and explained everything and he agreed to try it.'' 

Finn piped up then, seeming to naturally continue Leo's thoughts. ''There was more trial and error with me. When I thought about it, I wanted to dom and sub and thought I had to pick between the two. When Lo explained to me that I could do both and that it was okay for me to want both,'' Finn huffed out a breath, turning his head so his chin was resting on Regulus' abdomen than his cheek, looking up at him with a smirk on his features, ''the sex after that one...fucking hell.'' Regulus broke out into giggles at that, Finn smiling up at him and pressing a kiss to one of the ridges on his stomach. 

They settled back into silence for another few minutes before Regulus broke it again. 

''Can I ask another question?''

'''Course, baby. Ask as many as you like,'' Logan assured, lovingly looking over Leo's chest at him as he thought of how to word what he wanted to say. 

''When you first met me, did you know I was a sub? Like how did you figure it out?'' His intrigue grew when there were three versions of a laugh. ''Oh now you have to tell me.''

''Obviously not everyone is going to fit with the BDSM thing but, I'll be honest, we fantasised about it before we knew for sure.'' There were two distinct hums of agreement to Logan's statement, proof enough for Regulus that it wasn't exactly a rare occurrence. 

Regulus tried to hide his smile. ''You fantasised about me? Would you talk about all the things you wanted to do to me?'' 

Watching as Leo composed himself at the slightly sultry teasing tone he'd taken on. ''We would,'' he confirmed. ''God, it feels so weirdly disrespectful now admitting that but we were completely gone for you.''

''I don't think it's disrespectful,'' Regulus disagreed with a faint shrug. ''Fantasising about crushes is like a universal experience.'' 

Not able to argue with that logic, Leo went back to Regulus' original question.  ''For me, I think the first time I noticed that it wasn't just shyness with you was probably one of the first movie nights we had just the four of us. When Lo insisted on watching Anabelle,'' he specified. The four broke into matching laughs as they remembered how silently horrified Regulus had been and how loudly Finn had shrieked at most parts. ''And then you went to 'get a drink' to hide in the kitchen for ten minutes while there was most of the scary bits.''

''Yeah,'' Regulus mused, ''I remember you came to check on me.'' 

''Of course I did, couldn't have my boy who wasn't my boy frightened and not do anything.'' Leo smiled at Regulus' faint flush. ''When I offered to give you a hug I remember you were a little tense at first. I was going to let you go in case you'd only agreed because you felt too awkward to say no.'' 

''Non,'' Regulus disagreed with a little shake of his head. ''I wanted it, I was just freaking out.'' 

''I know that now, princess,'' Leo chuckled. ''Back then we were still technically just friends. But when you relaxed and nuzzled into my chest and tucked yourself under my chin, you were calmer than I'd ever seen you...even with Harz screaming from the living room.'' 

Regulus gave a little wistful laugh at the memory. ''I felt so safe, never felt so safe being small. Before, I had to make myself seem meaner, bigger than I was to protect myself. But I didn't need to with you, I think that was when I first started accepting I was falling for you. People that could make me feel so safe so easily...I don't know, figured it was a good direction to head in. And now we're here so I guess I was right.'' Leo pressed a lingering kiss to his head.

''Yes you were,'' he agreed. 

Regulus tapped on the top of Finn's head, making him prop up on his chin again. ''You knocked?'' he smiled.

''Did you realise before we talked about it?'' 

''That you were a sub?'' Regulus nodded. ''Yeah, when I was in the PT room during a game, remember when I fucked up my shoulder and Layla was grabbing more support tape from storage?'' 

''I was so terrified I was going to get yelled at for slipping away from the bench to come check on you.'' 

''I'm glad you did. I couldn't hold my ice pack properly on my shoulder so you did it for me.'' Finn's small smile grew. ''When I looked up to say thanks, you were shuffling your feet. At first I was worried I'd frightened you by shouting when they announced that the fucker that had hit me scored. Then I realised you were blushing and looking anywhere but back at me - I think you actually looked dead at the wall instead of making eye contact.'' Regulus flicked him in the forehead for his teasing even though he was absolutely right. ''When you finally did, you stumbled away from me,'' Finn looked over at Leo and Logan, looking proud of himself as he explained what had happened between them when they were alone. ''I, obviously, took the chance to catch him and pull him closer and I held his chin to make him look at me to make sure he was feeling okay,'' he looked back at Regulus for a second. ''Which, to be fair, was understandable, you were very pale.'' He turned back to the pair watching him and Regulus with broad smiles. ''He basically melted when he looked at me properly.'' 

''You were such a shameless flirt,'' Regulus shook his head. 

Finn scoffed. ''Were? I need to step up my game.'' He smiled at Regulus' giggle then continued, his joking tone gone. ''God, I remember thinking about that for weeks after.'' 

''Really?'' 

''Oh yes, really, never told us how you got into that situation but he definitely described how pretty you looked all blushing and melty.'' Regulus made a little noise that was more of a squeak at Leo's description. ''What? We've told you plenty of times how pretty you look doing far more debauched things than that.'' 

''You being flirts still makes me nervous.'' 

''I absolutely take that as a compliment,'' Finn said definitively. 

''Thought you might,'' Regulus mused. ''Lolo, I'm guessing you just instantly knew that I was a sub without any need for any signifying moments at all, huh?'' 

''Pretty much,'' he laughed in return. ''You just reflected all the ways I acted when the boys were leaning dom so it was pretty obvious. But the first time you were alone with us, I don't know, the dynamic just instantly made sense to me. I liked that it was different with me and you. To be completely honest, I'd been worried in amongst all our fantasies that if we ever got the chance to be together, you'd click with Harz and Knutty and not me.'' 

Regulus' brows furrowed. ''Sérieusement?''

Logan just shrugged. ''I know now that there's no way that's gonna happen but back then I wasn't sure. It's different with us but in a good way, I can let the brat in me have fun and be in control whenever we do BDSM stuff together but it still feels right if we're both just leaning sub together. You know?'' 

''I do know,'' Regulus smiled, leaning across Leo's chest to kiss him sweetly. When he settled back against Leo's side, Logan flushing gently from opposite him, he huffed. ''I told myself I'd never tell you guys this but I had a poster of one of you. I never put it up for obvious reasons but it accidentally ended up in the Snakes' changing rooms on one of our away games and I figured I'd save it from the torment it'd get from the others if they found it so I took it.'' He looked over at Logan, reaching a hand to rub his thumb gently along his undereye. ''I remember thinking you had the prettiest eyes I'd ever seen.'' Logan looked at him for a moment, too surprised by the admission to say anything. Then he was pushing up and towards him, kissing him deeply, a hand holding the back of his head to keep him close. They pulled away slowly, the kiss lingering on their lips before they parted. 

''Je t'aime.'' 

''I love you more.'' Logan gave a noncommittal hum that brought a smile to Regulus' lips. They both lay back on either side of Leo, too busy smiling at each other lovingly to notice Leo and Finn's sappy glances at the two of them. Finn only moved away when one of their phones buzzed on the bedside table, the lit screen telling him it was his. 

''Who is it?'' Leo asked. 

Finn winced. ''Jaxson.'' There were three poorly-disguised eyerolls. ''He's just making sure I got back okay.'' 

''Did he offer to suck your dick alongside that or did he pass on that particular comment today?'' Logan asked, sarcastic smile on his lips.

''Woah, has he actually said that before?'' Regulus asked, aghast. 

''It's one of the tamer things he's hinted at,'' Leo grumbled. He paused for a moment, watching Finn's thumbs tap out an answer before he replaced his phone where it had been. When he returned to his original position lying between Regulus' legs, he was met with Leo having leaned forward and looming over him. He tilted his head up when the hand Leo gently rested against his jaw guided him to. Leo looked at him for a long moment, his eyes scanning all over his face. Just as he was about to question him about it, Leo leaned down to place a possessive kiss to his lips, Finn accepting gladly. It was quick but the message behind it was clear. Despite that, Leo specified. ''You're ours,'' he mumbled, thumb rubbing the wetness from Finn's bottom lip. 

''I know,'' he whispered back. The next kiss was a peck, a short brush of lips before he was leaning back to settle between Logan and Regulus again. 

''C'mon,'' Regulus said, sitting up. ''Switch places with me.'' Despite his confusion, Finn did as was requested of him, Leo's arm resting naturally across his shoulders, his hand playing with the hair at the base of his head. Regulus straddled his lap, resting his hands on Finn's chest. ''I'm calling in your promise.'' Finn raised a brow.

''Which one?''

''The one where you promised to give me anything I asked for when you got back.'' 

''Ah, that one. As you wish, princess, what do want?'' 

''I want you to teach me how to make you feel good.'' 

Finn looked at him like he'd gone insane. ''I can promise you you're quite good at that already or did my fucking legs shaking earlier not give that away?'' Regulus hit at his chest with the back of his hand. 

''Not like that. I wanna learn where to touch, the not usual places. The little things. I know your shoulders are sensitive and you like your chest being touched and apart from the obvious, I don't know what else you like.'' 

''I for one am more than down for a teaching experience,'' Logan agreed. Leo laughed in agreement as he urged Finn to shuffle forwards slightly, keeping Regulus in his lap. He sat behind him, his long legs stretched on either side of Finn's body. Logan moved too, settling behind Regulus, lightly kissing the side of his neck in greeting. 

Leo guided Finn to tilt his head to the side, exposing the line of his neck and shoulder. Fingers dancing along the muscle on the top of Finn's shoulders, Leo looked at Regulus, excitement dancing in his eyes. 

''Gentle touches and kisses to his shoulders are nice to tease him but you can be rougher. He's strong,'' Leo smiled, ''I promise he can take it.'' Finn grunted as Leo bit into the muscle of his shoulder, sucking roughly until a dark bruise appeared on the pale skin when he pulled away. 

''The same goes for his chest too, his collarbones,'' Logan commented from behind him, his chin resting on Regulus' shoulder as his arms settled around Regulus' waist. ''Try it, scratch him a little.'' 

With his hands still settled on Finn's pecs, Regulus dug his nails in slightly, raking them down a few inches. His head dropped back, a loud moan echoing from him as his hips shifted. 

Leo was grinning ear to ear as he watched emotion flare in Regulus' eyes as his smallest touch had made him react so avidly. He looked over at Leo, watching him and waiting for the next comment. 

''Ears are generally a good spot for most people. It feels better if you're gentle with them, soft touches are usually nicer on highly sensitive areas.'' Leo had moved his mouth right next to Finn's ear as he'd spoken, the breath alone enough to have goosebumps covering his skin. He watched as Leo traced the curve of the shell of his ear with his lips, open-mouthed kisses following after, soft licks of his tongue causing a trembling exhale to escape him. 

''Fuck, baby.'' Finn's whole body jolted, a startled laugh coming from him when Leo nipped his earlobe. 

''Mostly soft touches, a few rough ones are fine,'' Leo smiled. He moved on then, guiding Finn to tilt his head forward, exposing the back of his neck. ''Harzy also really loves when you kiss the back of his neck. To be honest, I'm not sure if it feels good or if it just makes him melt but either way, it works.'' Like clockwork, Finn shuddered, relaxing back into Leo all the more. ''So if you ever want him to agree to something, just do this, pull out some puppy dog eyes and you're all set.'' 

Regulus giggled, Logan mumbling behind him that it was a tried and tested method. 

Leo got lost in peppering small kisses to the back of Finn's neck and shoulders, running his hands up and down his arms slowly. ''For the next one, shuffle down a bit, free his hips.'' Logan and Regulus did as they were told, Finn settling back in anticipation. 

Logan took over smoothly, tugging the blanket down so Finn's hipbones were jutting out from the top of it. ''He really does have oddly attractive hipbones, don't you think?'' Regulus couldn't help but agree, the sharp shadows cast from them as the strained muscles of his torso shifted. Reaching out a hand, Regulus traced the line of one of them, trailing it down the side of his V-line and up the other edge to his other hipbone. ''He likes having his hips touched, kissed, nipped, only gently though. I think it's how thin the skin is, makes it more sensitive.'' 

''Shit, my loves,'' Finn mumbled, arching his back from where it was pressed to Leo's chest as they began kissing and nipping along his hipbones. ''You know, if when you're done enjoying teasing me to high heaven you feel like moving your mouths a little more to the centre, I won't argue. Just saying,'' he mused. Logan and Regulus both muffled their laughs into his skin, the bright smiles still noticeable on their faces making Finn break out into his own. 

''I think that can be managed,'' Regulus agreed.

''After we've had our fun,'' Logan teased, Finn's head thudding back against Leo's shoulder. Their nips and licks migrated down to his inner thighs, getting harsher now that they had reached muscle instead of bone. Finn's legs had spread instantly, widening to give them both more room. Leo had never stopped his gentle touches and kisses to Finn's skin, he'd also since taken to whispering into his ear, keeping his focus on watching the two of them when his head wanted to tip back and stay there. 

''Jesus, please darlings, please. It feels too good, I need your mouth on me.'' To his surprise, they both abided by his request willingly. Regulus kissed his way to his tip, Logan mouthing along his shaft. Finn watched as Regulus pooled spit in his mouth, letting it drip messily down onto his cock, slicking the way for Logan's lips up and down the side, his tongue only teasing along it. Regulus flicked his eyes from Finn's to Leo's when he saw him looking at him from over Finn's shoulder. 

He turned his head to the side slightly but kept his eyes locked with Regulus'. His lips brushed Finn's ear. ''Look how nicely they're treating you, baby. Messy blowjobs, your favourite.'' Finn's whimper in reply had them all dizzy with want. Regulus lowered his head to properly latch his lips around Finn's tip, running his tongue along the underside in tight circles until his hips twitched upwards. 

''I'm really not going to last long if you both keep doing that.'' 

''You don't have to. Just feel good, darlin','' Leo whispered. 

Regulus flicked his eyes open, watching Finn's face as he hollowed his cheeks around him. His bottom lip was bitten raw, his brows pinched in the centre, his hands had moved to hold onto the muscle of Leo's thighs, fingers digging in whenever Logan or Regulus did something that sent sparks of pleasure numbing his legs. 

''Wha-- Why'd you stop?'' Finn whined. The pair didn't answer, both moving in tandem to kneel on the floor at the edge of the bed, looking up at him expectantly. ''Fuck, you want it,'' he trailed off, knowing the rest of his sentence was pretty self-explanatory. 

''We're teaching all your favourite things,'' Logan said in explanation, his smile so innocently feral it made Finn throb unconsciously, both Logan and Regulus following the movement with a predatory gaze. Finn forced his legs to work, standing above the two of them and jerking his spit-slick cock quickly. 

Watching from on the bed, Leo languidly stroked himself with a loose grip, eyes flicking between Finn, being torn between his eyes rolling back and wanting to watch them watch him, and Logan and Regulus looking up at him with pretty, wide eyes as they waited patiently for him. They didn't have to wait long, unsurprising as that was. With them both knelt naked in front of him, their cheeks practically pressed together with how close they were, Leo wouldn't last either, particularly not after their efforts previously. He watched the muscles flicker in Finn's legs, his thighs shaking as his body tensed up. Their eyes closed at the same time, Finn's cum streaking across Regulus' nose a second later, a slight shift making the next cover Logan's lips. 

With how recently he had come, Leo didn't expect his orgasm to go on as long as it did, although he supposed if he was bombarded with all of his favourite sensations as avidly as they had done to him, it was bound to be quite the orgasm. Finn sat heavily down on the edge of the bed, small noises coming from him as he trembled still, the aftershocks making his breaths shudder and his legs shake. He moved to kneel on the bed next to Finn, kissing his damp temple and rubbing his hand along his spine to ground him. 

The sound of a wet kiss caught Leo's attention, a groan coming from him without his permission when he saw Logan pressing his lips to Regulus' cum-soaked cheek in an open-mouthed kiss. Regulus smiled, turning his head towards Logan and dragging his tongue across the surface of Logan's lips, collecting the cum there and swallowing with a hum. 

''If I open my eyes I think I might die.''

Leo laughed brightly at Finn's statement, agreeing that it was probably best to keep them closed if he was already lightheaded, lest more of his blood go somewhere other than his head. Finn's breaths gradually stabilised, Leo continuing his soothing circles as he observed the two, kissing and licking Finn's cum from the other's skin then sharing the taste as their tongues tangled. 

''Can I fuck you?'' It was a whisper so faint Leo barely caught it over his own blood pounding in his ears in time with the aching between his legs. 

''God yes,'' was Logan's instant answer. 

''Get on the bed.'' Logan rose fluidly, lying back in the centre of the bed, propped up on his elbows and watching Regulus rise with half-lidded eyes. He stopped to kiss Finn who accepted the brush of lips even with his eyes still closed and his body slumped against Leo's. Leo smiled up at him as he leaned down for a kiss from him also. 

When Regulus knelt between Logan's legs, he spread them willingly, watching as Regulus slid to lie on his stomach, his hands spreading Logan's thighs wider to expose his hole. Logan's head dropped back, a gravelly moan coming from him when Regulus spat on it, rubbing the saliva in circles with his thumb. Instead of sliding a finger inside him as he anticipated, Regulus removed his hand, replacing it with his tongue a second later. 

''Oh,'' Logan whined, hips rolling up into his tongue. ''It's decided, Regie has the longest tongue.'' Regulus smiled into Logan's skin, fucking his tongue in and out of him languidly until he could do so with relatively little resistance. Leo, always a help, passed Regulus the lube as soon as he sat up, earning him a kiss full of tongue in return. Regulus' slicked himself generously, using the extra lube on his hand to wrap around Logan's cock and stroke him as he eased himself inside. 

Logan involuntarily clenched around him when he watched Regulus' eyes roll into his skull, a full-body shudder running through him. ''God I'm so glad we don't need to use condoms.'' 

A laugh startled from Logan as he couldn't help but agree. It was the one perk to having to be tested every two weeks by the club. The thought sparked a question in Logan's mind as he pushed up to kiss Regulus as he gave him time to adjust. ''Does your breeding kink go both ways or?'' he grinned as Regulus pushed him back against the pillows. 

''Let's test it.'' Regulus kissed him into the mattress, slowly pulling out then pushing right back in to the hilt again. He tangled their hands together, pinning Logan's to the pillow above his head, using the grip for leverage to roll his hips in and out of him. 

Logan's back arched, his lip bitten between his teeth as he groaned at the feeling. ''Tilt your hips up a little bit more.'' Regulus complied, shifting his knees slightly. 

''There?'' Regulus was breathless already at how warm and wet Logan was around him. 

''Yes. Fuck that's perfect.'' Logan was fucking his hips to meet every inward thrust of Regulus', the two of them working together in tandem. 

''Your hole is perfect,'' Regulus argued, pressing his forehead to Logan's collarbone and moaning loudly. ''Shit, how are you still so tight with how often you get fucked?'' 

''Excuse me, are you calling me a whore?'' Logan asked, his voice dripping with mock-offence. 

Regulus lifted his head, a smile already present on his face. He leaned in for a quick kiss. ''Do you want me to?'' he teased, his grin wild and provoking, his brow arched as his hips continued their rhythm with fail. 

Logan's head thumped back against the pillow with a groan. ''You are so sexy, what the fuck,'' he breathed. Regulus brushed a kiss to his cheek, trailing his lips along to his ear.

''Is that your general opinion of me or is it just because I've got my cock inside you?'' 

''Ask me again later,'' Logan grinned. Scoffing, Regulus bottomed out and ground his hips right against his prostate in retaliation. Logan arched deeply, stuttering whines escaping his lips directly into Regulus' ear. ''You win, you win, you win,'' he mumbled, wiggling his hand from Regulus' grip to whack his shoulder. Regulus relented then, focusing on wringing out every bit of Logan's pleasure that he could with every thrust of his hips. A thought came to mind when he remembered Logan's reaction to Finn bringing up his knee. 

''Can I try something?'' he asked softly. 

''Anything,'' Logan whined, completely lost in the feelings Regulus was giving him. He moved his legs willingly when Regulus leaned back and slid a hand behind both his knees, bringing them to hook over his shoulders, pushing forwards so he was hovering over Logan again, his legs stretched so his knees brushed his chest. 

''Comfortable?'' 

''Fuck, yes!'' 

Logan grabbed roughly at the sheets, tugging and twisting them in his grip. Regulus' breath caught at how much tighter Logan was around him now. He spread his legs to better brace his knees against the bed, placing his hands on either side of Logan's head and continuing to fuck him with harder, deeper thrusts that had them both falling apart in unison. 

''Still coming down, darlin'?' Leo asked Finn, twirling one of his curls around his finger as he watched the pair of them over his shoulder. 

''I have no idea,'' Finn chuckled, his eyes still closed as he rested back against Leo. 

''Do you think you've got yourself together enough to see Lo in a mating press?'' Leo teased. 

Finn froze, blinking his eyes open for the first time since he came. He'd been more than enjoying himself listening to them both explore fucking each other, as many times as they had been together, Regulus had only been inside Logan once before, it was all still so new, but he did love to see Logan getting fucked, especially in a mating press. 

''In a what?'' Regulus' shaking voice came. Finn and Leo both turned towards them, Finn taking in the scene with blown pupils while Leo explained.

''A mating press, baby, that's what the position's called. Helps get your cum nice and deep inside him.'' Regulus' hips stuttered and he let out a shuddering moan. 

''Pretty sure that's a yes for the breeding kink question,'' Logan smiled lazily, his face flushed and fucked out. He brushed his lips to Regulus', urging him to tangle their tongues together. Regulus pushed his hips entirely inside of him, circling his hips to grind himself inside. 

''What's the verdict, ange?'' he whispered against Logan's lips, keeping eye contact and watching every shift of his facial expressions. ''Feel me in your lungs?'' 

''Yes,'' he breathed. ''You're so deep. Breed me, baby, please. I want your cum inside me.'' Regulus groaned lowly, thrusting into him again, a faster pace this time than before, solely to make them both come. Logan was clawing at Regulus' back, his head tipped back, moans spilling from his lips in a continuous stream. The streaks of pain from his dull nails sent Regulus reeling, burying his face into Logan's neck, pressing his legs further against his chest in the meantime. He shifted his hips so he hit Logan's prostate every time, his cock already trapped between their bodies and rubbing against Regulus' abs with each thrust. 

One of Logan's hands disappeared from his back, the sudden muffle to his noises a moment later explaining what it was for. He pushed up from his elbow to his hand, removing one from the bed and tugging his wrist away. ''I wanna do it,'' he mumbled, ''I wanna do it.'' He replaced Logan's hand with his over his mouth, their faces inches apart as they both got closer to the edge. He watched Logan's eyes widen as he went over the edge, a second before he tightened around him. The rhythmic clenching of his walls and watching him feel good sparked Regulus' own orgasm, his hips fucking into him a handful more times before he came, burying his hips deep inside him, grinding to ride it out. 

His hand slid from Logan's mouth, balancing back against the mattress to make sure he didn't crush him completely. Swallowing heavily, he leaned back, gently easing Logan's legs from his shoulders to either side of him, sliding out of him carefully, Logan's body twitching with oversensitivity as he did. 

Green eyes met his and then they were both laughing, chuckling tiredly, their foreheads resting together. 

''Definitely a yes.'' 

Regulus laughed, nodding in agreement then moving to sit back against the headboard, Logan curling into his side automatically. ''Bien?''

''Decent, yeah.'' Regulus lightly flicked Logan's hip, making him giggle and then snuggle in closer. ''Yeah, 'm okay.'' Without fail, just as Regulus knew he would, Finn peppered kisses to Logan's cheek, dutifully cleaning up the mess between his legs, falling into his usual calm rhythm as he did. 

Leo came up to Regulus, kissing him gently, a hand poised on his cheek. The tremble in his fingers gave him away. ''And you tease Harz for liking to watch,'' he mumbled against his lips, the blond nipping his bottom lip in reply. 

''If you also watched that from a third person view, you'd be shaking too.'' Well, Regulus couldn't argue with that. 

''Would you like a hand with that?'' he asked, smiling at the flash of interest in Leo's eyes. 

''As much as it pains me to do so, I'll pass - for now. Pretty sure Lo's knee-deep in his headspace at the moment, I wanna drop him properly.'' At Leo's indication, Regulus spotted it instantly, the willingness with which he allowed Finn to manoeuvre him, the tight hold he had with his arms around Regulus' ribs, his face remaining buried in his skin all the while. When Finn was finished, he kissed Logan's temple and rose, moving to throw the fresh cloth to join the old in the hamper. Silently passing Leo a pair of boxers, Finn gladly gave the kiss Leo leaned towards him for before he tugged them on. 

''Angel,'' Regulus shivered at the shift in Leo's tone, the firm yet gentle voice he seemed to slip into so naturally. ''Come here.'' Logan brushed his lips to Regulus' ribs then shuffled over to Leo on his knees, flopping on top of him and smiling at the deep chuckle Leo let out because of it. ''Can you let me put this hoodie on you.'' Although it was phrased as a question, they all knew it was his way of giving a soft command, Logan pushing onto his knees and raising his arms so Leo could slip on the big hoodie Finn had passed him. The man rounded the bed, handing Regulus a pair of sweats to put on but keeping hold of the shirt he'd also grabbed for him, knowing he was more comfortable when he was at least mostly dressed unlike himself. Regulus lifted his arms, Finn letting out a deep, calm breath as he let it fall down around him, pressing his lips softly to Regulus' forehead when he was dressed. Finn himself had just thrown on some jersey shorts, leaving his chest free for Regulus to snuggle into as they both watched Leo have Logan sliding down comfortably into his headspace. 

''You doing okay, sweetie?'' Regulus nodded, happily, nosing into Finn's collarbone. ''I'll be honest,'' Finn began, his fingers carefully playing with the ends of Regulus' curls, ''Leo's much better at this than I am. Once Lo's sorted, he can drop you.'' 

Regulus shook his head. ''Don't think he'll need to,'' he mumbled. ''Your chest is apparently very good at making me comfortable enough to slip.'' 

Finn couldn't dampen down the smile on his features. ''Tell me if there's anything else you need, okay?'' 

''Hold me tighter?'' Finn's smile grew. The hand he had petting up and down Regulus' spine moved to wrap over his back properly, squeezing him closer to him. Regulus let out a pleased hum, his palm wrapping over Finn's bicep, dancing his fingers over the veins of it. ''You're so strong,'' he mumbled, his eyes closing. 

''I'm glad you think so,'' Finn mused. 

''Regie.'' Regulus hummed in response to Logan's mumble. ''I read your Christmas gift.'' 

''All of it?'' 

''Mhm, couldn't put it down. You had things written I've never heard people consider before, you know that?'' Regulus blinked his eyes open to find Logan already looking at him, a soft smile on his features as Leo traced patterns along the back of his neck. ''Just as an aside, I find booksmarts very attractive.'' 

Regulus' smile was smushed against Finn's chest. ''One Harvard graduate dating another Harvard graduate, never would have guessed.''

''I'm sure it'll stun you to know I find athleticism equally as enticing,'' Logan grinned. 

''Now I'm convinced you're lying.'' The three of them laughed brightly before Logan made a small, unhappy sound. 

''Quoi, mon ange?'' Leo hummed soothingly. 

''Why are you and Sir sat so far apart?'' Leo and Finn both glanced at the maybe ten centimetres between them before Finn scooted to close it, his side pressing up against Leo's, the man kissing his cheek with a smile. 

''Better?'' Finn asked. 

''Much,'' Logan concurred. 

There was a comfortable silence for a while, Regulus breaking it with a near-silent whisper. 

''Can you tell me more?'' 

''More about what, bunny?'' Finn hummed. 

''Before we got together. I feel like there's a lot of things I missed because I was trying not to get my hopes up.'' Finn made a small, acknowledging sound, thinking for a moment about what memory came to mind from then. 

''How about when we first realised we all were starting to have feelings for you?'' Regulus nodded. ''At the time, I think between the three of us, we'd had four, maybe five major injuries. And three of them we're because of hitting the boards the exact way you did when that Hufflepuff player barged into you on your second game with us.''

''Yeah, that wasn't fun,'' Regulus recalled, his neck twinging just thinking about it. 

''There was ten minutes left of the game but it felt like it'd been hours since you'd got hurt. When we finally got through the press to the changing room, you were in your stall. You looked a little rough but you were fine, I'm pretty sure you were trying to convince Sirius of that when we got there,'' Finn chuckled. ''By the time we'd showered, you'd already headed home. We got the entire way home ourselves before we realised we hadn't said a word to each other since heading off the ice. I just remember going over and over the hit in my head. I felt sick every time I remembered the sound when you hit the side, watching you struggle to get back up when the three of us were stuck behind the ref on the other side of the ice while they got Sirius off the guy. We'd watched bad hits before, I mean Lo and I were there when Greyback hit Sirius, but watching you get hurt, I just felt like I was reliving every time Lo or Le got hurt.'' Finn took a deep breath that calmed the rough thud his heartbeat had taken on. ''Which is when I realised that it was deeper than just a little 'I think he's attractive' thing. We went straight to the kitchen for our usual post-game snacks but ended up just all standing there looking at each other.'' The sound of Logan and Leo's soft chuckles made Regulus smile too. ''Then Lo just comes out with - 'So you both like him too?' - like he was asking if someone wanted a drink.'' Regulus outwardly laughed at that, of course Logan would be the one to do that. ''Honestly, I'm just glad he added the 'too' otherwise I think the guilt might have killed me. And that's how it came out that although you were very pretty, it was more than just that for all of us.''

''And so began the game of trying to gauge whether or not you liked us back,'' Leo concluded.

Regulus smiled to himself then paused, lifting his head to look at them all incredulously. ''You liked me since my second ever game?!'' At the three baffled yet agreeing nods, Regulus continued. ''You took your sweet time making a move,'' he chastised. 

''Oh, I'm so sorry,'' Finn said sarcastically with a smile, wrapping his arms around him again to make him settle against his chest again. ''We were trying to make sure you definitely felt the same before we made a move on our Captain's little brother. At the time, I think you'd looked me directly in the eye like twice and they were both accidental.'' Regulus couldn't help but laugh - he did have a point. 

''That was because the Finn Heartthrob O'Hara was flirting with me without a shirt on.'' 

''Oh so that part you remember.'' Regulus didn't have to look up at Finn's face to know it carried a sly smirk.

''In my defence, back then I thought you were just a flirt with everyone,'' Regulus pointed out.

''Everyone I want to be mine, yeah, but just anyone, nope.'' Finn's finger hooked underneath Regulus' chin. ''You were different from the start.'' At Regulus' bashful smile that he buried in Finn's chest, Finn decided to change the subject - as much for the sake of his melting heart than for Regulus. ''C'mon, your turn, what's something that's stuck with you from before?'' Regulus propped his chin on Finn's bicep, his thinking face was on. ''No, no, don't think of something different, I want to hear about whatever just made you blush so fast.'' Regulus glared at him, his eyes instantly softening when Finn raised a brow at the attitude, a soft kiss being placed to his arm in silent submission. 

With an embarrassed groan, Regulus began. ''I'd just got finished doing some solo time after practice and I thought I would be the last one left in the rink but when I got back to the changing room, your stalls were still full. I don't think you realised I'd stayed behind with the bustle of everyone heading off the ice together.'' Regulus nodded his head between Finn and Leo. ''Lo had looked pretty tired at practice so I wasn't really surprised he'd gone home. The showers were on so I paced around for a few minutes to psyche myself up to actually have a conversation with the two of you while we were all semi-naked--''

''But you're so good at semi-naked conversations,'' Logan teased, earning himself a glare that Finn let slide this time but Leo made an unimpressed noise at, simultaneously scolding both him and Logan for teasing him. 

''Anyway,'' Regulus continued, the corner of his mouth creeping up as he tried suppressing a smile, pointedly not looking at Logan as he giggled. ''I finally headed for a shower and I turned the corner ready for what would have been a horribly awkward 'fancy seeing you here' moment but,'' he cleared his throat a little, turning his attention to the pattern of freckles he was tracing up Finn's arm, ''you were kissing. Not like fully making out, you were just kissing each other - you know those slow kisses Harzy's so good at.'' There were two understanding hums. He draped his arm over his face. ''I get what you meant now about feeling disrespectful,'' he laughed. Leo's hand tangled with his, moving his arm away, his thumb rubbing along his knuckles. 

''Did you watch us?'' Finn asked. Regulus nodded faintly. 

''For a minute or so. Then I freaked out when you started finishing up and grabbed my stuff and hid in the PT room until I knew you'd left,'' he smiled. ''I never thought I'd be able to laugh about that. If that Regulus could see us now,'' he mused. Finn kissed the top of his head. 

''If all of us back then could see us now.'' 

''Definitely would've made a move quicker,'' Leo agreed, smiling down at Regulus' bright laugh. 

There was a knock at Regulus' door. 

''Oh god, you've defiled the Captain's baby brother, quick, jump out the window.'' Regulus' laugh turned into a shriek when Finn tickled him for his teasing.

''Come in,'' Leo called after a quick skim to make sure everyone was generally covered. Remus was smiling when he popped his head around the door, Regulus settling back against Finn's chest as he stopped his assault, light laughs still coming from him and Finn. 

''Just making sure you hadn't all dehydrated, it's been strangely quiet the last half hour.'' Regulus' entire body flushed in one go, no doubt remembering that not a single one of them had been all that fussed about the noise they made the majority of the time. ''Sirius has been in the rink since one, don't worry, he's only just gone to shower,'' he laughed. ''I've just heated some of my mom's food for dinner, come grab some whenever, there's enough for everyone.'' Remus turned to leave when he was met with grateful 'thank you's', their hours of activity catching up with them at the mention of food. Before he shut the door behind him, he peered back again. ''Sirius might be up soon to talk about the New Years' party, I'd move the pillows before he does.'' 

They all glanced at each other for a moment, trying to figure out what he meant. 

''Oh mon dieu, the headboard,'' Logan cackled. Finn and Leo quickly tugged the pillows from between the bedframe and the wall, throwing them to the bottom of the bed, laughs escaping the both of them as they did. 

Remus smiled to himself as he headed down from Regulus' floor, the four bright laughs echoing from the room above making him shake his head lightly. Entering his room, he caught Sirius coming out of their en-suite, towel around his waist and smile on his lips as he saw him. 

''The boys awake yet?'' 

''Yeah, I'd give them a few more minutes to wake up before you start picking Harzy's brain about party music.'' 

''So they aren't going to be down for a bit?'' Sirius asked, padding over to him. Remus narrowed his eyes when Sirius' hands ended up on his waist, tugging him close. 

''Not for a little while.'' Sirius hummed, dipping his head to kiss Remus deeply. ''Are--'' Remus mumbled against his lips, being silenced with another before he could continue his sentence, ''are you not hungry?'' 

''Starving,'' Sirius breathed, hands locking behind Remus' thighs to lift him into his arms. 

''You and adrenaline are a dangerous mix,'' he laughed. Sirius just laid him back against the bed, shuffling Remus' hoodie up to expose the planes of his torso to his touch. 

''Don't act like you don't love it,'' Sirius smiled. 

''Well, I never said that,'' Remus hummed. When Sirius lifted his lips from Remus' neck to respond, Remus just tangled a hand in his hair, guiding him down towards where his hands were roaming freely. ''Less talking more kissing, Captain. Thought you were starving?'' Sirius' grin was feral enough that Remus regretted teasing the boys about the noise, already able to hear the chirps it was going to earn him over dinner. 

Oh well, the Black Brother Charms were a shared downfall for all of them.

Chapter 23: Subspace, Tears and Comfort

Summary:

Hello my darlings, here is part 1 of 2 of the July updates

i'll be honest, it's longer than i was aiming for but i can't really be mad at that
there's a lot of sappy mushy stuff and some angst - be warned
it's resolved i promise
for those who love subspace reg and lo, please enjoy, and for those who love a dabble of finnleo together, also enjoy

~8,000

Finn smirked widely at Sirius and Remus as they came downstairs almost an hour later, Remus looking significantly more dishevelled than he had when they had last seen him. Remus just flipped him off before grabbing a plate and filling it with the heated food on the stove, leaving Finn to hide his snicker behind his hand. 

''What time are you guys getting here tomorrow night?'' Remus asked halfway through dinner, the six of them sat around the kitchen island, Remus on Sirius' lap and Logan on Regulus' to fit them on the four stools. At the four clueless blinks, he put his fork down, folding his arms across the countertop and leaning towards them. ''Babe, shut your ears a sec. If I had three of him,'' he said, nodding towards Sirius who, sensing the turn of the conversation, ignored Remus' indication not to listen but instead grimaced dramatically, ''and he'd been gone for a week, I would be literally paying you to go to a hotel or just anywhere else apart from near my bedroom. I kinda figured you'd be spending the night at theirs'.'' 

''You make a good point,'' Regulus chuckled. ''If that's okay with you three?'' 

''Shut up,'' Leo laughed, rolling his eyes and shaking his head a little. As if they'd turn around and say no to him staying. ''To answer your question, probably around nine. It starts after ten right?'' At Sirius' nod, Leo confirmed. ''We'll help you set up.'' 

Sirius let out a grateful sound around his mouthful of food. 

After Remus shooing the four of them from the kitchen to deny their offers to help clean up after eating, they headed out, packing their luggage into Regulus' car. They stopped off at the store on the way after Leo insisted, despite their pleas, that it could actually not wait until later that night. Apparently, Leo had a list of the essentials he'd need for some food that night considering they hadn't had much to eat in the past twenty four hours and breakfast the next morning just automatically written down in his head, leaving the three of them following him like lost puppies as he turned this way and that throughout the aisles, Logan dutifully carrying the basket. 

With Logan teasing Leo in the backseat, Regulus leaned into the hand Finn stroked through his hair while they were at a red light, smiling across at him. 

'Love you' Finn mouthed at him. 

'Missed you' he mouthed back.

God, he couldn't wait to be back at their place - with them in it this time.

Even with Logan clinging onto his back, Leo put the refrigerated items away, compromising and leaving the rest of the things in the bag, swiftly grabbing Logan's thighs and carrying him upstairs when he was done. Regulus and Finn followed hand-in-hand, smiling at Logan's squealed laughs echoing from above them. Before they reached the top of the stairs, Regulus turned to face Finn, almost eye level considering the man was a step below him. 

''Promise you won't tease me.'' Suppressing a smile, Finn did as he was told, agreeing resolutely that he wouldn't. ''Lo told me a bit about his scene with Leo.'' Regulus' voice faltered, his feet shifting slightly against the carpet. Finn grinned warmly, settling his hands on Regulus' waist. 

''Which bit did you like, princess? I'm guessing it's nothing extreme considering it's me you're asking.'' When Regulus flushed deeper but stayed silent, Finn kissed his collarbone gently. ''I pretty much always get told after their scenes what they do, just in case Lo needs something and, I won't lie, I get intrigued. So how about I say what I think you're talking about and you can tell me if I'm right.'' Regulus relaxed in his hold, sending a silent thank you to whoever made it happen that his boyfriends always seemed to know what was going on. ''Okay, I think it's a toss-up between,'' Finn hummed in consideration, ''either the blindfold,'' he could tell by Regulus' face that wasn't it, ''or the spit play.'' 

There it is. 

Regulus gave a little nod of agreement. ''Are you-- is that green for you?''

''Oh, absolutely.'' Regulus shifted again, this time for an entirely different reason, Finn's feral grin plastered across his lips. 

In minutes, Regulus was arching against the mattress, Finn biting kisses against his neck, his hand pressed between Regulus' legs. 

''Regie.''

''Hm?'' Regulus blinked his eyes open, glancing over at Logan straddling Leo's lap. 

''We're gonna go sort that thing for their New Years' gift while these two keep themselves occupied.''

''Now?'' Regulus asked incredulously. 

Logan chuckled. ''Yes, now. Then later you can get fucked as much as you like.'' Regulus huffed, shuffling to the edge of the bed now that Finn had moved from on top of him, trying (and failing) not to laugh at how upset Regulus looked. ''Six days without dick and you're insatiable, huh?'' Logan teased. 

Regulus threw him a heatless glare. ''If you can't keep up old man, just say so.'' 

''That was a very good attempt at distracting me. Unfortunately for you I see your tricks.'' Regulus groaned dramatically, making the three of them laugh. He gave Leo and Finn a last lingering kiss before Logan tugged him from Finn's room towards his own.

When they were inside, Logan rummaged around in his closet for a moment, pulling out a bag and camera. ''By the way,'' he commented, ''calling Harz an old man will most likely get a good reaction.'' Regulus hummed; good to know. 

''Is that Harzy's camera?''

''Yup. Figured if we were gonna give them some Polaroids of us, may as well make them proper ones.'' 

 

 

Finn laughed, holding Leo's hips as he settled one long leg on either side of his waist. 

''Comfortable?'' 

''Très.'' Leo draped his arms over Finn's shoulders, pulling him in close for a kiss and settling against his chest. Finn groaned softly into Leo's mouth at the feeling of his fingers running slowly through the hair at the back of his head. ''I missed you so much, darlin'.'' 

''I hate when you're away without us but your voice when you get back drives me fucking insane.'' 

Chuckling into his mouth, Leo hummed. ''Back at you.'' 

''I think the majority of the world would agree that country drawl sounds a lot better than a heavy NYC accent,'' Finn argued. 

''Maybe but I quite like 'heavy NYC' when it's coming from your mouth. 'S very sexy.'' 

''Merci, baby.'' 

Leo rolled his eyes. ''Sounds much better than that.'' Finn laughed brightly - he'd never get tired of their reaction to his definitely terrible excuse for a French accent. ''I also distinctly remember me asking you to fuck me when we got back. You didn't exactly promise but you seemed more than happy about it.'' 

Finn smiled for a moment and then he went from being below Leo to hovering above him. Leo always loved it when he did that, it wasn't often he got manhandled, his faint flush told him he loved it just as much this time as he had last time. 

''Think I can have some fun with your mouth beforehand without you getting too impatient?'' 

''Consider me your personal fleshlight until the boys get back.'' Leo grinned as Finn's steady confidence faltered, letting out a soft groan at how his voice sounded saying that. He only faltered for a moment before he was shuffling to kick off his sweats and boxers, tugging his shirt over his head as he moved to straddle Leo's chest. His eyes remained entirely focused on Leo's lips as he brushed the head of his cock over them, spreading around the bead of precum that had formed until his lips were glistening. 

''Lick it off.'' Finn's voice was barely above a whisper, a low, aroused mumble that had Leo's hips shifting on the mattress. Leo's tongue darted out, dragging along his top lip before taking his bottom lip between his teeth. Moving his cock to press against his lips again, Finn pulled it away when Leo went to take it into his mouth. ''Fleshlights stay still.'' A glint in his eye, Leo settled his head back against the pillow, his brow flicking slightly. Go on then. 

Finn rubbed the underside of his tip against the soft pillow of Leo's lips, his breathing getting shakier as he teased himself with the feeling. After the amount of times he had come that day already, his nerves were going haywire, every slight brush and touch driving him crazy. He pressed his cock further into Leo's mouth, guiding it with his hand, only stopping when he hit the solid wall of Leo's teeth. The corners of Leo's mouth were upturned in a subtle grin. It only lasted a moment before he opened his mouth enough for Finn to slip his cockhead in. Their position meant Finn couldn't get deep into his throat but he wasn't aiming to come, he just wanted to play for a little, make sure Leo was really needy for it before he got it. 

''You're so pretty, baby.'' He stroked a hand through Leo's hair, thumb brushing along his hairline as Leo took him further into his mouth at the reverent praise. ''Bob your head for me, slowly.'' Leo's hands wrapped over his thighs, leveraging himself against them as he moved his mouth up and down Finn's cock. ''Just like that.'' Finn tipped his head back, swallowing a groan and settling himself probably deeper in Leo's mouth than was comfortable for the man below him for a moment. 

He pulled out quickly, leaning down to kiss Leo messily, the spit that had built up in Leo's mouth covering his tongue. 

''Onto your stomach, lovely,'' he mumbled, moving from on top of him to grab the lube while he did as he was told. Leo was lying comfortably, his head pillowed on his arms, his, now-naked, body spread across the sheets and waiting for him. Finn knelt to his side, beginning at his cheek and kissing his way down Leo's shoulder and the line of his spine before he settled between his legs. Leo's legs shifted at the first brush of Finn's tongue against his rim. He continued with deep open-mouthed kisses until Leo was whining under his breath, pushing his ass back towards Finn's face. He took pity on him then, his own self-control slipping as he dragged on the foreplay. 

The slide of the first lubed finger was easier than Finn had expected it to be. He hid his smile in the kiss he pressed to the small of Leo's back. 

''You have been making yourself feel good, haven't you?'' 

Leo nodded raggedly. ''Took the boat out, told maman I wanted to see the lake. There's no one else out there in the winter.'' 

''I remember quite a few good times in that boat too,'' Finn grinned, Leo's matching chuckle following. ''We're going to have to show Regie when we go over in the summer.'' Leo tightened around Finn's fingers, a breathy agreement following. He slid another in alongside it, falling silent in favour of listening to Leo's slightest reaction to every shift of Finn's fingers inside him and the brush of his cock against the bedsheet.

''Harzy,'' he whimpered after several minutes of Finn taking his time opening him up. 

''Okay, baby. Onto your back, I wanna see you.'' Finn eased his fingers out of him, settling between Leo's legs and smiling down at him. Sharing a few kisses, soft in comparison to their desperation, Finn leaned his forehead on Leo's as he guided himself inside, his breath stuck in his chest until he bottomed out, letting it out with a groan. 

 

''Stop pouting,'' Logan laughed, kissing Regulus' cheek gently. ''We're almost done.'' 

''But listen,'' Regulus whined. Leo and Finn weren't exactly quiet, their moans only growing louder and louder, Logan guessed as Finn finally finished opening him up. Really, if he'd taken that long with Logan, they'd be having words after the fact. 

''Je sais. But you being desperate makes the photos prettier so,'' Logan stuck his tongue out at Regulus, dodging the kick he aimed towards his ankles. ''C'mon last few.'' 

''What are we doing for these ones?'' Regulus asked, sitting up on his knees on the floor in front of the camera. 

''Kissing.'' It was almost comical how quickly Regulus' pout fell from his face. Checking the camera was set to auto-shoot, Logan came to settle next to Regulus. ''First, smile.'' Their cheeks pressed together, sat side-by-side, the boys' New Years' gift was their only clothing - or clothing-adjacent. 

The camera made a small sound as it took the photo, Logan turning his head to press their lips together in one smooth motion, his hand coming around the back of Regulus' head to hold him close. Logan could only keep the thought of staying in camera frame in his mind for a few minutes (if that) before he was following wherever Regulus tugged him to. 

 

 

Finn waved at the pair as they headed back into his bedroom, raising a brow. ''Your clothes just disappear?'' 

''Yep, poof and they were gone,'' Regulus smiled, climbing onto the bed and settling next to Finn, cuddling under the covers next to him. 

''I'm guessing we aren't allowed to know what our gift is yet?''

''Not today, on New Years,'' Logan said firmly, tugging on a sweatshirt and climbing in next to Regulus, careful not to jostle Leo, sleeping on Finn's other side, cuddled snug against his chest. He reached a hand over Regulus and Finn's bodies, gently brushing his fingers over the strands of hair that had fallen over the front of Leo's face. ''He looks so tired.'' 

''His mom texted me about an hour or so before we woke up, asked me to make sure he gets some proper sleep,'' Finn mumbled back, kissing the top of the sleeping man's head softly. 

''Always worries about us so much.'' Logan retracted his hand before the light touch began rousing Leo from sleep. 

''He's home now, we can make sure he doesn't get too caught up in his head,'' Finn said resolutely. 

 

 

Leo woke an hour or so later, slightly bashful when he noticed the way he had seemed to try to cram his entire body on top of Finn's. 

''Time s'it?'' he grumbled, turning his face into Finn's chest and nuzzling a little.

'''Bout seven.'' 

''Where's the boys?''

''Went downstairs about an hour ago to whip up something to eat,'' Finn answered quietly, stroking a hand through Leo's hair. When he moved to sit up, Finn held tight to him until he got the message and settled back down. ''They haven't burned the house down yet. They'll be fine. Give yourself a few to wake up.'' 

''I don't know why I'm so tired.'' 

''You're allowed to be tired, Peanut. And I quite like having you holding onto me like that.'' Leo grumbled under his breath, pushing his face into Finn's chest again. A poorly muffled shout of pleasure made his wordless complaint stop, instead a smile forming on his face against Finn's skin. ''Maybe they will burn the house down,'' Finn corrected, ''they sound a little distracted.'' 

''I don't get how they're still going,'' Leo chuckled. ''My whole body feels on edge, I don't think I could get hard again if I tried.'' 

Finn sighed, making Leo look up at him. When he turned to look down at where he was curled against his chest, a regretful smile plastered on his face, Leo sat back, waiting for whatever comment he was about to make. ''I am willing to make the grave sacrifice of testing that theory...thoroughly.'' Leo broke into giggles, shaking his head at his boyfriend. 

''I'm sure y'are.'' Finn chuckled lowly, smiling and wrapping his arm tightly around Leo when he lay back on his chest. 

''Are you seriously fucked out completely?'' At Leo's agreeing nod, Finn hummed in consideration. ''I don't think that's happened since like...our first anniversary.'' 

''I think you might be right,'' Leo smirked. 

''God, that was some seriously great sex.''

''To be fair, most of our sex is pretty great,'' Leo pointed out.

Finn scoffed. ''Most? Most? You're really testing me here.'' 

''You can prove me wrong tomorrow, how about that?'' 

Finn agreed - he'll take that. They headed downstairs after the next echo of moans, too intrigued not to. 

Logan was sat on the floor with his back to the sofa, his head thrown back to rest on it. He looked entirely ruined, flushed down to his bones and falling apart, Regulus in his lap the only thing keeping him together. Regulus was riding him, working his body in slightly unpractised but definitely more fluid motions than he had before. Practice apparently does make perfect. Leo said as much from where he was stood behind Finn at the entrance to the living room, his arms low around Finn's hips.

Regulus glanced over at them, a cocky smirk on his lips that had Leo questioning his earlier comment of abstinence for the rest of the day. ''It's a hell of a lot easier to concentrate when you don't have one of your doms making you nervous apparently.'' 

''Oh, we do apologise that's our mistake,'' Leo responded with a gentle smile.

The pair watched silently from the doorway, nothing able to make them take their attention from the two of them, especially not when Logan's whines just continued to grow louder with every shift of Regulus' hips until he was biting the sharp line of the man's collarbone, trembling through his orgasm quietly, small whimpers only following as he rode out the rest of it. Regulus' came shortly after, the feeling of Logan filling him paired with the sensation of their appreciative eyes on him leaving him unable to do anything else.

As always, Finn appeared seconds later at their side, a soothing hand stroking over Logan's still-quaking thigh. Leo helped Regulus rise from Logan's lap, his own legs rendered as useless as Logan's. Several minutes of close snuggles on the floor later, Leo rose and moved to sit on the sofa while Finn threw the cloth he had brought over with him in the wash. When Logan and Regulus moved to follow, they both froze without hesitation when Leo simply held up a hand. At their avid response, Leo knew he had guessed correctly.

''S'agenouiller.''   

They were shuffling instantly to kneel side-by-side at his feet, hands planted snug and still behind their backs, eyes to the carpet in front of them. 

''Colours?'' After two confirmations of 'green', Leo praised them, his tone deliberately an expression of gentle adoration. They remained there for a long while, the silence and their position helping them both let their headspaces settle over them, Finn resting against Leo's side on the sofa, reading while Leo flicked randomly through his phone although most of his attention remained on the boys in front of him. 

A single shuffle had Leo's eyes zoning onto Logan, observing him for a moment as he settled. When it happened again less than a minute later, Leo moved his phone slightly, getting an unobscured view of the brunet. His swallow was audible and uneasy. Untucking his arm from behind Finn's head, Leo's worry doubled when Finn's brief glance up had him instantly double-taking, his focus again honed on Logan. 

Sitting up as opposed to being relaxed back against the back of the sofa, Leo rested his elbows on his knees, leaning above the pair slightly while he spoke. ''Colours, darlings.''

''Green,'' Regulus whispered without hesitation, his speech slurred a little with the fog over his mind but definitely truthful. Logan said nothing for a moment, just shuffled again. The movement of the muscles in his forearm told Leo he was most likely wringing his hands behind his back. 

''Rouge.'' The mutter was fast and sharp. Leo sank fluidly to kneel in front of Logan, ducking his head in a desperate attempt to become smaller than the frightened man before him, anything so that he wasn't looming over him. 

''What's pushing you, ange?'' Leo questioned in as calming a tone as he could muster whilst his heart felt like it would fall out of his chest. Logan didn't look at him as he spoke. 

''I'm not sure. I-I don't really think I'm red, I just,--''

When Logan continued no further, Leo changed his question. 

''Are you okay with me touching you?'' Leo asked, well aware the loose t-shirt he and Regulus had both requested when Finn had asked them didn't do much in the way of blocking sensation if he was already overstimulated - even less so where it was falling off his shoulder considering it was Finn's. When Logan mumbled a quiet 'yes', Leo rested his hands on his shoulders, using the touch to urge him to bring his hands from behind his back, his own tangling with them against Logan's thighs when they were. ''You're alright,'' he murmured, ''you're safe. You're at home.'' 

There was a shuffle of action from beside them as Finn nestled a silent, worried Regulus in his lap on the sofa, the two giving them some space until the cause of Logan's anxiety was identified.

Logan tugged his hands from Leo's grip. He replaced the touch by moving towards him, burying his face into the gap between Leo's neck and shoulder. Leo scooped him up effortlessly, shifting so he was sat with his back to the sofa, Logan's legs thrown over his lap. At Logan's first choked sob, Leo pressed a kiss to his hairline, the second, louder one making Leo begin to rock him back and forth a little, shushing him softly through his cries. 

''I've got you, mon chou,'' Leo whispered, his own brain working tirelessly to figure out if something had happened or if the chemicals in Logan's head were just a little much today, especially with the stress of travelling anywhere near the Christmas period.

Leo doesn't know how much later it was that Logan whispered to him instead, his head being near his ear meaning the near-silent mumble was still audible to him, albeit barely. 

''I slipped while I was home.'' 

Blinking in surprise, Leo considered trying to meet his eye but decided against it, figuring it may only serve to further make his mind fog which wasn't exactly his aim currently. 

''When, sweetheart?''

''Day before we came back.''

Leo recalled their conversations that day, he definitely hadn't mentioned it. ''Why didn't you tell Sir or me?'' Despite wanting to keep his tone as mild as possible, even he could tell it had hardened slightly. 

Logan shrugged as best he could in his current position. ''You were with your family.'' Leo tutted unconsciously, guilt weighing on his chest when it only served to make Logan curl into himself more. Being the brat he was, teasing disproval was something Logan enjoyed when he was slipping, genuine disappointment however, was the exact opposite. 

''How long for? How deep did you go?'' Leo swallowed as though it would do any good for his nausea. His dread rose when Logan grimaced against his skin before replying.

"Not long, when I noticed I tried to distract myself, do something that needed my attention so my brain wouldn't fog up as much. I was home alone so I made myself some food." Leo resisted the urge to rub his temples to ward off the ache forming there.

"Logan, tell me you weren't stupid enough to use a gas stove." Leo sometimes struggled using the stove at the Tremblay's, particularly because it was temperamental at best due to its age, nevermind the fact it was gas. 

Finn watched as Logan's mouth turned into a slight scowl as he pulled his face from Leo's body.

"Nothing happened, I'm fine and it worked. I didn't slip, it got me out my headspace."

Leo looked right back at him, Logan fighting not to shy away from his gaze when a still significant part of his brain was telling him to at the very least duck his head in submission.

"No, you forced yourself out of your headspace. Not the same thing. If you're trying to get your brain to do things without it happening naturally, like dropping into or out of your head--"

"I don't need a lesson, I know how my own brain works," he snapped. Logan regretted speaking as soon as he had done so. Leo's eyes were alight with a fury he knew was built on worry.

"Listen when I am speaking to you. Don't interrupt me again," Leo said slowly, his voice sharp in a way he hadn't heard since the debacle with him drinking beer before a scene.

"Yes, Sir," Logan mumbled, now averting his eyes to look at Leo's chin. It didn't feel weird to call him 'Sir' - for Finn, 'Sir' was sort of just his version of 'daddy', it wasn't because he was stern as a dom, it was because he enjoyed being called that and they enjoyed using that name for him. 

But Leo at that moment was Sir, he would take none of the sass daddy usually tolerated. Logan was to sit quietly and listen to him as his sub. So he would.

"Your headspace responds best to one of your doms, that's how it functions. You should have called Sir or me and told us so we could either be with you on the phone while you were dropped or so we could ease you back out without possible issues later on." Like this Logan filled in in his head. A harsh blink from Logan had tears falling down his cheeks, Leo's anger subsiding slightly at the sight. "Look at me, please." Logan did, the fright in Leo's blue eyes making guilt churn in his stomach. "It was dangerous. Not only using the stove but forcing something as delicate as that." Leo raised a hand to thumb at a tear as it rolled down the apple of Logan's cheek. "We don't have rules like that just because. They're there to keep you safe. It's our job to keep you safe." Leo fell silent, accepting Logan's understanding nod. He opened his arms, wrapping them around Logan's shoulders to cuddle him close while they both had a bit of a breather.

Minutes later, Leo finally felt like he could talk without his voice trembling.

"I'm sorry if anything I did or said made you feel like I'd be upset with you for calling me while I was busy. Even if you'd only been calling to say hi and you weren't slipping at all, I'd never be angry, not in the slightest."

"You didn't. Neither of you did."

Leo nodded, thankful at least that wasn't another thing he had failed to notice. "I want you to go upstairs and pick out some comfy clothes. I'll run you a bath in the tub off my room and I want you to relax for a little while and try and let yourself calm down." Logan looked up at Leo with round, damp eyes.

"Alone?"

"Yes but not because we're upset with you. The chemicals in your brain need to rebalance a little so you don't get jittery again. If you're around us, that won't happen. It's not because we're mad," he repeated, the rejected, hurt look on Logan's face fading but not going away entirely with his explanation. "Then I'm going to wrap you in a big blanket and we can have some food and little angel snuggles until bed." That brought out a smile. Leo kissed the red tip of his nose as Logan leaned into the hand Finn brushed through his curls. "I'm sorry I responded like I was angry, I was just worried."

"Je sais. I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Logan whispered.

"As long as you're okay, that's all we care about in the long run. Go on up, I'll be right behind you." Logan kissed his cheek and rose, pressing matching ones to Finn and Regulus' cheeks as he did. "Pick some bath salts or something too," Leo called after him, smiling to himself at the excited intake of breath that echoed before Logan's footsteps sped as he hurried up the stairs.

Turning to the side, Leo remained sat on the floor but stroked a hand up Regulus' calf. "Are you feeling alright, baby?"

"Could that happen to me too?"

Finn shushed him quietly, kissing his temple.

Leo licked his lips as he explained. "If you're alone and you drop into your headspace, technically you don't need to call us, as long as you make yourself feel safe and cosy, you'll be fine. It'll be the nice floaty feeling like when we're here. Snuggle in bed with a nice warm blanket and your bunny and I think that'll be perfect for you," he added, figuring examples would probably help ease his worries. "But if you're slipping and you don't want to, then call us, okay? Don't try and force yourself out of it." Regulus nodded, taking a breath that was calmer than before. 

"Although we'd much rather be there with our princess when he's in the mood for cuddles." Finn's words coaxed a giggle from Regulus that made Leo's heart soften. With a kiss to the front of his bare ankle and to Finn's forehead, Leo headed upstairs to find Logan intently shuffling through drawers in Finn's room searching for clothes.

In his bathroom, Leo spied the bath salts packet Logan had placed on the edge of the tub, smiling at the combination of scents that sounded like one of Regulus' more adventurous teas. When the tub was full and at the steaming temperature Logan preferred, Leo called for him.

He helped him out of his shirt and into the bath, making sure he was settled and comfortable. "Just come down whenever you feel calmer, alright?" Logan just smiled at him, tilting his head up for a gentle kiss before Leo headed back downstairs. 

 

 

Finn watched Regulus give a half-hearted smile at his light jibe, instead opting to press a comforting kiss to his temple. He couldn't imagine how frightening seeing that must be. Of course, they had made sure that Regulus knew that it was important to follow their guidance on it so that everything would go smoothly but he had never gotten such a raw insight into what it looks like when things don't go that way. 

''Talk to me,'' he encouraged. His hand rose from where it had come to rest against Regulus' bare thigh to tug Regulus' bottom lip from between his teeth. 

''He treats me differently,'' Regulus mumbled, keeping his eyes firmly on his hands in his lap. 

''Daddy does?'' Upon Regulus' nod, Finn's confusion only grew. ''How so, princess?''

Regulus shrugged, his face drawn with sadness. ''Everything we do with this part of us being together,'' BDSM, Finn guessed, ''it's...toned down. Softer, I suppose. Like with punishments, it's always different, he always pulls it back with me. I understood it at the beginning but now, it just feels like he doesn't want to do that part with me.'' Finn moved to speak but Regulus continued, seemingly on a roll with speaking about what had obviously been an issue for the past month at the very least. ''I know that the punishments are a balance for our brains, you saw how I was before when I felt guilty about breaking rules and what Lolo went through with guilt - we need them.'' Regulus' voice wavered. ''I thought I'd done well,'' he looked up at Finn now and the shine of tears made his heart hurt, especially considering the slight cloud behind them. ''When I finished my punishments before, Leo told me I'd done good but I can't have. I tried to be good, I promise.'' 

Finn couldn't stop himself after that, Regulus' little sob and how unsure he looked, and pulled him into his chest, shushing him quietly, mumbling reassurance about how good he was and that he had done nothing wrong all while trying to think of how to bring it up to Leo. Regulus had called him Leo, not daddy - it was Leo he thought he had disappointed. The man came padding down the stairs a few minutes later, Finn watching the worry fill his face at the sight before him. When he moved to head over to them, Finn raised a hand and gently waved him away.

Kitchen, he mouthed when Leo looked to him with confusion at why he was being gesticulated at. Leo headed there instantly, if Finn was telling him to go, he'd go. 

He entered the kitchen after only a minute of Leo pacing, chewing on his thumb nail. Regulus wasn't with him. 

''Jesus, Harz, what's going on? You look like you're going to be sick.'' 

Finn pulled himself up onto the counter with a hefty sigh, Leo instantly settling between his legs. Tugging his gaze from Leo's chest to his face, the counter making the two almost eye-level, Finn spat it out.

''He thinks you think he's a bad sub.''

Leo blinked several times, trying to process the statement. 

''Why?''

Finn swallowed. ''You're softer with him when you're doing the harder stuff, which I totally get,'' he clarified, ''he thinks you do it because you don't want to do it with him because you're disappointed in him.'' Leo removed one of his hands from where they'd fallen to rest on Finn's thighs to pinch the bridge of his nose. 

''I-- we've done a fair amount of stuff since his last proper punishment.'' Finn hummed, I know. ''He's been feeling like that for weeks at least.'' Finn just reached a hand to stroke along his side, knowing nothing he said would make it better and knowing he had more to say that would make it worse. After a short period of silence, Leo opened his eyes again, a slight shine of tears there that Finn was sure he had been fighting to keep at bay. ''I understand why he does. I keep stopping myself. I'll lean more towards a hard dom, even outside of play and then scare myself that it'll be too much for him and stop. It had to have been fucking with his headspace,'' he realised even as he explained it to Finn. ''God I feel like such a hypocrite,'' he groaned, scrubbing his hands over his face. ''I've just grilled Lo about being careful with coming in and out of his headspace and I've been doing the same to Regulus' the entire time. I've basically been dunking him in and out of it like he's a damn teabag. I should know better than that - it's my job to be better than that.''

''You were trying to keep him safe, love.''

''And now he doesn't trust his own dom to be honest with him. The whole point of 'daddy' is that he can hand over all his shit to him and not have to think, that he's safe to do that.'' Leo fell silent once more as he scanned his eyes over Finn's face, trying to figure out what part of that sentence was the thing that made him shift his eyes away from him. ''Babe.'' Finn looked back at him, his Bambi eyes heavy and sympathetic.

''He called you Leo,'' he whispered. ''He's still in subspace but he said 'Leo'.'' A single tear dropped down Leo's cheek instantly at hearing his words. 

''So it's me that's made him feel like that, outside of play too.'' Leo's voice was thick with emotion as he visibly had to force the words out. Finn just wrapped his arms around his shoulders, Leo pressing his face into his neck and taking a trembling breath that tapered off into a small, wounded noise as Finn held him tightly. Finn's shoulder was wet by the time Leo managed to force himself to take a full breath in that he didn't end up choking on. With an almighty sniff, Leo moved his face so he could wipe his eyes. When he spoke however, it was Regulus' voice that sounded and had both their heads flicking towards the entrance to the kitchen. 

''I didn't mean to upset you.'' Finn fleetingly thought of chastising him for not staying in the living room and listening to some music to give his brain a break like he'd told him to - he decided against it considering Regulus was the timid embodiment of a kicked puppy hovering unsurely at the doorway. ''Can I give you a hug?'' Regulus continued when Leo's parted lips didn't actually end up saying anything as he just stared at him and the way the hem of his (Leo's) shirt was clenched in his fists. Regulus danced his way across the tiles upon Leo's quiet agreement, pummelling into Leo's chest. 

Finn's own eyes burned at the way Leo buried his nose into Regulus' hair as he cradled him delicately against his chest. 

After a solid minute, Leo moved to cup Regulus' cheeks in his hands. ''You are a perfect sub, absolutely perfect, you hear me?''

''Really?'' How unsure he still looked killed them both.

''Yes, god yes. It was my fault, not yours.'' When Regulus finally caved, nodding his agreement to Leo's insisted statement, Leo continued. ''I was so caught up in my own head that I didn't realise what I'd been putting you through for so long. I never should have done that to you, sweetheart, I'm so so fucking sorry.''

Regulus considered that, then made a shy admission, his bare feet shuffling along the tiles Finn noticed must be freezing on his feet. ''I think I might need that version of daddy a bit more often than I told you I did. Just generally, not only for punishments.''

''We could talk tomorrow? A big talk, the four of us?'' Leo suggested. 

''Not a talk you have to be scared about, love,'' Finn clarified.

''I don't get scared about big talks anymore. They're just to fix the problem, right?'' 

Leo and Finn's grins were blinding despite their minds going a thousand miles an hour trying to figure out if they had missed anything else. ''Exactement, exactement.'' 

A creak came from the stairs. 

''In the kitchen, angel,'' Finn called.

"How're you feeling, darlin'?" Leo asked when Logan came padding in, the ends of his brown curls slightly damp still.

"Better," he smiled softly, walking into the hug Finn offered when he had slid down from the counter top. He rubbed his cheek gently against his bare chest, pressing a kiss to his collarbone when Finn kissed the crown of his head. "What was that about a talk?" he mumbled, still not letting Finn go.

"We're gonna have one tomorrow, get everything out there and sorted. That sound okay?" Logan nodded with a tired hum. "M'kay, baby," Finn said tenderly. "C'mon, let's have some of this food then we can cuddle on the couch." They piled onto the sofa, plates balanced in their laps and ate in relative quiet, watching the random movie Finn had put on.

Regulus got halfway through his plate then rose to put the rest in the fridge. He stopped when Leo made a 'uh uh' sound from around his own mouthful of food. He swallowed while Regulus sat back down. "At least half of what's left, please. You've barely eaten today, you didn't have much at Coops' place." Regulus went to silently comply then hesitated.

"I'm not hungry." Leo's next mouthful paused halfway to his mouth, his blue eyes dark in the low light of the room. The realisation came to him a second later. Regulus was testing it, seeing if he would leave some of the lenient dom behind like he'd been asked to and double down.

"Half of what's left please, princess," he reiterated. He watched Regulus try to ignore the pleased shiver that ran down his spine, 'try' being the operative word. Finn hid his smile behind his hand as he noticed it too. Regulus had his own smile as he chewed, keeping his eyes on his plate. "Good boy." Regulus' face flared almost comically fast. Leo didn't bother to hide his grin when Regulus glanced at him out the corner of his eye, it only grew when Logan giggled softly at the interaction.

Finn finished his food first, placing the plate on the floor and sliding it away from the sofa. Tucking one arm under his head, he leaned back into the corner of the 'L' shape, one leg underneath him, the other stretched out along the floor. His attention solely on the movie, he didn't notice the three sets of eyes regarding him intently.

Well, that was until the sound of cutlery against the plates stopped all at once. Glancing over, he suppressed a smile when Regulus and Logan quickly averted their eyes back to their plates. He met Leo's eye, tilting his head to the side in question. Leo just gave a slight shake of his head in dismissal, letting his eyes rove from Finn's face down the dimly-lit expanse of his body. 

There was a light laugh from the redhead, shaking his head this time despite the grin on his face as he turned back to the screen. 

"All done?" Leo asked, grabbing Finn's plate from the floor to stack it with his own. At the two nods he received, Leo took the rest to take into the kitchen. "Okay, I want you both to grab a blanket each while I'm washing these."

"Any blanket?" Logan asked, excitement in his eyes. Leo smiled down at him fondly.

"Yes, you can get the one off my bed if you want to." Logan shot up with an excited noise, heading upstairs instantly to do exactly that. Regulus padded upstairs after him, looking like he was seriously considering his options of which blanket he would choose. "Baby, you want a tea?"

Regulus turned halfway up the stairs. "Yes please."

"Which one?"

He hummed in consideration for a moment then settled on an answer. "Can you pick?"

"'Course, darlin'," he assured, heading into the kitchen as Regulus continued up the stairs. "It'll be decaf," he called over his shoulder.

"I figured," Regulus giggled back. Finn came in after him, drying the plates Leo washed while the kettle was boiling. As Leo was stirring the tea, knowing how much Regulus hated badly-stewed tea, Finn came up behind him, kissing the top notch of his spine.

"Feeling better?" he mumbled quietly.

"Loads actually." Finn let out a pleased sound at the admission. "It'll be good to talk tomorrow, get it all sorted properly for the New Year."

"Agreed. As much as I hate miscommunications while they're happening, the talk to sort everything is always kind of nice. It's hard sometimes and emotional but I feel like it's a good way to know someone more than just surface level, you know? I'm excited to have more of that with Regie. At this point there's not a lot I don't know about you and Lo," he laughed.

Leo leaned back into him with a chuckle. "Probably more than you want to."

Finn shook his head, his nose grazing Leo's skin. "I love knowing random things about you. I love knowing you in general." Leo turned in his arms with a smile, leaning in for a sweet kiss that they both ended up grinning into.

"I'm so glad to be home." Before Finn could murmur his agreement, the stairs creaked, two muffled laughs echoing after it. Smiling silently to each other once more, Leo grabbed Regulus' tea and headed back into the living room hand-in-hand with Finn to see them both sat waiting patiently on the sofa, blankets in hand.

Logan, to absolutely no one's surprise, had chosen the thick, green blanket of Leo's he had brought the first time he'd visited Quebec, the white stags printed across it being what had caught his eye at first, it's softness convincing him to buy it. Regulus had one that Leo had forgot they owned, a large red plaid Sherpa that appeared to have come straight out of a Christmas movie. Logan must have shown him where they kept the extra blankets that weren't spread across someone's bed or part of the pile in the living room.

"Why don't you have this out?" Regulus asked, his lips in what Leo could only call a pout. "It's so cosy."

"We can keep it out. Do you want it as a living room blanket or a bed blanket?" Finn observed the man lovingly as he spoke, watching the way his face lit up at the fact it wouldn't be put back in the wardrobe again after that night.

"Both?" Regulus did his best pleading smile as he answered.

"Anything for our princess," Finn replied, kissing Regulus' forehead as he settled next to him.

Upon Leo's earlier promise of cuddles before bed, Logan waited patiently for Leo to place Regulus' tea on a coaster and sit down before he climbed atop him, snuggling against his chest and fluffing the blanket around him so only the top of his head was visible.

Regulus waited patiently for Finn to sit down before he did the same, settling between his legs, his head resting on his abdomen, his arms around his waist. Just as Finn was about to ask what his pout was for, Regulus' legs began wiggling under the blanket, shuffling until they were under Logan's blanket too. The blankets piled above them rustled for a moment then settled when, Finn guessed, their feet tangled together underneath them. 

''Comfortable?'' he chuckled, stroking his hand through Regulus' curls. The man just hummed then tilted his head up to look at Finn through his lashes, his grey eyes big and bright even in the dim room. 

''Je t'aime. I missed being home with you.'' Finn swallowed against the emotion clogging his throat. 

''Me too, bunny. I love you.'' Regulus smiled at that, nuzzling his cheek into him and closing his eyes, more than content to rest until his tea was cool enough to drink. Logan, in his clouded, comfortable state, didn't notice what Regulus had implied, although Regulus also was just as oblivious to exactly how much that meant to the three of them. 

Leo's leg shuffled until he could press his leg alongside Finn's, reaching for him even while he was immobilised by the boy on his chest. Finn smiled at him, blinking away the tears that seemed determined to build in his eyes. 

The conversation the two of them had had, that first morning after Regulus had crawled into their bed with Logan beside him, echoed in Leo's mind. Leo and Finn had discussed in hushed tones, their eyes settled on the two boys still fast asleep nearby. They had talked about wanting to have Regulus be part of their relationship; wanting Regulus to let them be there for him; wanting to create another place where he didn't have to worry, where he could be honest and himself without fearing consequence. All in all, they just wanted Regulus to let them love him properly. Regulus saw their slightly messy, cluttered house as a home. 

The thought had Leo fighting just as fiercely to not cry as Finn still was. He leaned down slightly to kiss the top of Logan's head. The man just smiled into Leo's skin, pressing a gentle kiss to Leo's arm that was tucked around him. Finn was twirling Regulus' curls gently around his fingers, his other hand resting against his cheek, his thumb drawing soothing circles against his smooth skin. 

Leo turned his attention towards the TV, Logan as a solid weight on his chest keeping him from thinking too much too fast about where they were headed. They had time to figure everything out. For now, he could put all his energy into comforting Logan and keeping his subspace as a safe space for him.

Chapter 24: Memories, Apologies and the 'M' word???

Summary:

Okayyyyy July PT 2 is here for you all
idk wtf i was on about saying that the updates aren't going to be longer just because they're split into two separate ones, i can't remember the last time i wrote a total of 16,000+ words for one month but hey ho

there's some discussions and some comfort and some sappiness and lots and lots of sex (+bondage because...well who doesn't love a dabble of that)
also finn being lovely and dom
and spit play - i rly forget what ive written for what chapter sometimes jesus

thank you again for all the love ive been getting on tumblr this month its enough to make an author cry...more than once

yall are wonderful wonderful wonderful i hope you enjoy my darlings!!!

~8 500

Regulus muttered quiet encouragement to himself as he raised his hand to knock at the front door before him. He smiled brightly in preparation to meet whoever answered it then quickly realised it was a touch too bright and softened it a moment before it opened. His forced smile turned genuine upon seeing the brunet's face swim into view - it went swiftly from a kind greeting expression to moderate surprise then joy as he realised who it was. 

''Regie! Hi, I didn't know you were coming over.'' 

Regulus' smile slipped from his face as quickly as it had appeared. ''Merde, I'm so sorry I should have called first or texted at least. If you're busy, I can--''

''Non,'' Logan assured him breezily. ''That wasn't a bad thing, it's a nice surprise.'' His warm smile softened as his eyes did, taking in Regulus before him as though he were an entirely new sight. ''I missed you.'' His eyes widened a little, startled by his own statement. ''We,'' he amended, ''we missed you. Come in, god sorry, leaving you stood in the cold.'' 

Logan rolled his eyes at himself as he closed the door, leaning his forehead against it briefly while Regulus toed off his shoes and removed his light jacket, too light for the September chill in his opinion. 

''Who was it, baby?'' Regulus' heart thudded at the sound of Leo's voice echoing through the house.

''Hey,'' Regulus called, sparing Logan of the need to reply.

There was a pause then the sound of feet heading towards them down the stairs. A flash of blond and red and the pair were in sight, both with large, greeting grins on their faces. It was only when Regulus had to break eye contact with them for the sake of his racing heart that he noticed he had likely interrupted something considering the varying states of undress they were in. Now, Finn only having boxers on wasn't an irregular occurence but for Leo to solely be in a pair of fairly snug shorts...they definitely weren't dressed for the September weather themselves. A quick, sidewards glance at Logan next to him had him quickly blinking away from the sight of his bare, toned legs, the shirt he had on only falling to his mid-thigh, the black of his boxers peeking out from underneath when he moved.

Moving to do the standard bro-hug, Regulus couldn't find it within himself to argue when Finn used the grip on his hand to pull him into a hug, one arm wrapping around the small of his back, the other around his shoulders and squeezing him tightly for a second. He smelled like cherries. Leo did a similar motion, opting to sweep him into a bear hug.

''We missed you, you kind of disappeared on us for a bit.'' 

Guilt weighed down on Regulus' chest. 

''Yeah, sorry about that.'' Leo shook his head insistently.

''I didn't mean that as a dig, just as long as you're okay.'' His question was hidden in his statement as they headed through the house to the kitchen.

''Mhm, I'm good. Promise,'' he added when he saw Logan's worry out the corner of his eye. The brunet shot him a smile when their eyes met, Regulus returning it bashfully, turning away before the blush under his skin could build too much. 

''If I'd known you were coming, I would've put some more clothes on,'' Leo joked, his own flush hiding under his tanned skin. 

''Don't worry about it,'' Regulus laughed back, ''you look great.''

Leo smiled into the open fridge as he grabbed beers for them, all traces of it gone by the time he turned around.

They spoke about general things: practice, the Ravenclaw V Slytherin game from the day before, the disaster Finn was having trying to get a delivery of a book he had brought from a bookstore in Edinburgh. Eventually, their most recent game came up - a game which Finn had only been present for less than half of before he was being carted off the ice in a stretcher. 

Standing leaned against the counter, his beer resting atop it next to him, Regulus began as nonchalantly as he could. However, acting like he hadn't been a pile of pieces in his gear when he had seen Finn crumple to the floor, his helmet smeared with blood, was harder than he thought. He resigned to just hoping they either didn't see or ignored the tremor in his hands and voice.

''Speaking of, how is your head, Harzy?'' With Finn's history of head injuries, any player knew even the mildest injuries could...well, they wouldn't be good.

''You know me, noggin like steel.'' Seeing the only slight amused look Regulus gave, Finn softened. ''I really am okay, Regie.'' That worked far better, Regulus' tenseness melting away at the assurance. Finn ignored the flutter behind his ribs at Regulus being so concerned about him; they were teammates, he'd gotten several texts over the past few days checking in, it didn't necessarily mean anything. 

''Good, that's good.''

''Don't tell me you were worried about me,'' Finn teased, anything really to steer the conversation away from small comments that were making him giddy and breathless like he was sixteen again. A standard Regulus Black eyeroll he could deal with. That was normal territory for them. 

''Maybe a little,'' Regulus admitted, his voice soft as he sipped his beer. Finn's eyes shot to him despite the man desperately trying to be the picture of collected coolness. ''I care about you. I'm sorry for not checking in sooner, I didn't want to crowd you all.'' With Finn not appearing to be in any state fit to answer him, Logan replied instead, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him that was outwardly admitting something personal without needing to be coaxed - progress indeed. 

''We aren't the type to see four as a crowd.'' Regulus' smile took over his face from one beat to the next; a bright, wide thing that made his eyes crinkle and the harsh contours of his face soften. Logan felt like he could do with a chair. 

''Not if it's you,'' Leo specified. 

''Definitely not.'' That was about all Finn could manage in his melted 'my-heart-is-literally-liquid' state.

Regulus flicked his eyes between the three of them briefly then ducked his head, a small chuckle coming from him. 

''Okay then.'' The four of them stood there, suspended in time for a moment, grinning at each other as they realised the same thing all at once.

Maybe it wasn't entirely crazy to think they were more than just teammates.

 

 

Regulus leaned against the doorway to the kitchen, a lovesick smile on his face as he watched the pair dance. Leo had awoken first, naturally, and had pressed gentle kisses to their foreheads as he slid out of the tangle of blankets and limbs to head downstairs to begin breakfast. Logan had woke next, letting himself wake up slowly in Regulus' hold until he had wriggled out to join him. Bent at an angle that he shouldn't have been able to make look graceful, Leo had his forehead pressed to Logan's, their arms wrapped around each other as he lead them around the kitchen in time to the music he had softly playing throughout. They were both whispering to each other, smiles to match Regulus' on their faces. 

Strong arms curled around Regulus' waist, Finn's chin settling against his shoulder, not before he nosed into the side of Regulus' neck in greeting. 

''Morning, sweetheart.'' 

Regulus kissed his cheek. ''G'morning.'' He let out a happy sound, relaxing back into Finn, his hands coming to cover where Finn's were clasped against his stomach. They watched the two giggle as Leo swiftly steered them away from where Logan was heading towards hitting the pan on the stove. There was a light rush of air as Finn laughed under his breath at the pair. Turning his head to the side, Finn shivered unconsciously when Regulus' lips brushed his ear. ''I love you,'' he whispered. 

''I love you too,'' Finn whispered back, turning and brushing their noses together playfully. ''What are you thinking about?'' 

''So many memories in this kitchen,'' Regulus replied softly. 

''Which in particular?'' 

Regulus smiled to himself at the memory. ''When I first admitted I cared about you.'' He went to continue, to expand on what moment specifically he was talking about but Finn beat him to it.

''Four definitely isn't a crowd.'' Regulus' bright laugh pierced through the music, making Logan and Leo pause, still tangled together, to look over at the doorway. 

''Morning, darlin's. We didn't see you there.'' 

They walked into the kitchen to give the ever so important morning kisses which ended in the four of them dancing over the tile until the timer went off for breakfast. There was the silent decision made to leave major discussions until after they had eaten, meaning when the last string of conversation faded off and their plates were empty, the three of them had their eyes turned to Leo, waiting for his opening line that was no doubt calm any lingering worries and give some much appreciated direction as to how it was going to go.

''Let's go over to the couch, this is more of a cuddle and talk thing. Then we can sort it one at a time so everyone can say what they want to.'' Logan and Regulus opted to clean the table while Finn and Leo carried the half-finished hot drinks in. They were following them in a minute later, having chosen to use the dishwasher Leo basically pretended they didn't own. Logan wiggled in between Leo and Finn, his back leaned against Leo's side, his legs stretched over Finn's lap. Regulus sat next to Finn, cross-legged and tilted towards them, but not as closely snuggled as Logan was. He did, however, take the hand Finn had resting in his lap, a silent offer to Regulus but not pushy. 

''Okay, starting with Lo's sound good?'' At the unanimous affirmation he received, Leo began. ''How are you feeling this morning?''

''Loads better. I think being on my own for a while still in my headspace helped ground me so I wasn't spiralling.'' They all nodded, moreso in encouragement considering the guilt on his face than anything else. ''I knew anyway why we had the rules in place that we do but experiencing the 'why' was a lot different. I'm sorry for not calling you and for putting myself in a dangerous situation when I was in my headspace. It won't happen again.'' 

A few years ago, before they had had a dozen of these conversations, Leo and Finn would be assuring him that no apology was necessary - in part because he had already apologised yesterday but mostly because it just wasn't as important as talking everything through. Now, however, they knew that Logan needed the full apology so he could put the situation to rest in his own mind not just amongst them. 

''It's alright, baby. We all know now and everything's forgiven,'' Finn smiled, stroking his hand along his calf, the touch a comforting warmth against him. Leo mumbled his agreement as he kissed Logan's temple, waiting for a small, bashful acknowledgement of their reassurance before he turned his attention to Regulus. The man was fiddling with Finn's fingers, his hand looking large and rugged next to the slimmer, daintier outline of Regulus' fingers by comparison. 

''Darlin', you said you thought you need hard dom a bit more often. Do you know specifically what you think you need more often or what you enjoy about it most? We obviously can't do proper hard scenes regularly with work but we can make them a monthly sort of thing if that's what you'd like?'' Leo knew he'd made the right decision in giving Regulus a place to start explaining when he finally looked up from his lap. 

''We haven't done a proper hard scene yet so I'm not sure but just little things, I guess.'' He paused to think then let out a frustrated sound before he began. ''It's a bit of a shit example but remember when we fought after the Christmas party at Nat's?'' Leo nodded, albeit hesitantly, confused where it was going. ''You were irritated enough that you yelled at me, you just said what you meant to say, you didn't tiptoe around it or think about your wording before, you were just...honest.'' He tutted and continued gesticulating with the hand that wasn't in Finn's as he explained, a trait he usually only picked up when he was doing press and was struggling with his words. ''Not that you being careful with your words is bad, it's who you are, it's because you care, I just want you to say what you think sometimes. Stop giving me slack you wouldn't give Lo when we're in our headspaces. If it's a behaviour that makes you want to sort of look at me and give me a chance to fix it and I don't, you should fix it. Like with rolling my eyes, that's what I want. The zero tolerance, not necessarily big punishments every time, just adjustments to my behaviour when it's needed.'' Regulus looked relieved he'd finally found the example he'd been looking for. ''If not, I don't know what I should or shouldn't be doing. It's then that I'm in a position where I don't know if I'm being a good sub or not because I can't count on you to correct me when I do things wrong.'' Taking his first deep breath since he'd started talking, Regulus fell silent for a moment. ''Sorry, that got a little shouty at the end there.''

''Don't be sorry at all, Regie,'' Finn assured. ''We're getting everything out, it's the whole point.'' Regulus nodded, squeezing Finn's hand lightly in thanks.

Leo wanted to reach for him while he spoke but figured there was probably a reason he'd sat semi-separate where he was instead of being piled atop one of them. ''Harzy's right. I understand now, thank you for explaining it to me, honey.'' 

''You do?'' Regulus looked so anxiously hopeful that Leo's arms tightened around Logan, more to comfort himself than Logan's slight sad noise. 

''Yes baby. That makes complete sense. You can't know if you're being good if I'm not showing you what 'good' looks like. I was treating you like glass when I shouldn't have been. I'm sorry for all those times when I'd lean hard dom with you and then suddenly stop. I didn't think about how that could have been affecting you, in and out of your headspace, and I should have been. Can you forgive me, mon chou?'' 

'''Course I can, idiot,'' he said, a light laugh following his words, more relief than anything. 

Leo beamed at him from across the sofa. ''For now, I'll tell you the general expectations and from then on if something else crops up in a bit of a grey area while you're in your headspace, I'll correct you on it twice. A third time will have repercussions, okay?'' Regulus gave a focused nod in agreement, glad that they had shifted so easily into the 'moving forward' part of the talk. ''First, I'd prefer all serious questions when you're in your headspace are answered verbally unless you can't. Serious questions being stuff involving your colour, limits, questions about discomfort, or consent, things like that. If you don't answer any of those verbally, I'll ask if words are a little tricky for you. You can either nod to it or let it be your reminder that a verbal answer is expected and you can answer properly if you forgot that was what I wanted from you. My leniency on the second option will decrease over time like it did with Lo.'' Finn's hand was squeezed again, from excitement this time, the jittery happiness that came with knowing your boyfriends would move heaven and earth to give you what you needed. ''You already know the colours - even if I ask for total silence from you unless you're asked a question, if your colour is ever anything but bright green, you tell me or Harz straight away. If you then figure it was just a passing, anxious thought, that's fine, but I'd rather have that than not be told if your limits are being pushed. Of course, I expect obedience on everything unless it's a limit, if I don't get that, expect a punishment. It will vary depending on how disobedient you were. Attitude is a big one. I don't expect simperingly sweet all the time when you're in headspace. I do, however, expect respect and manners. You'll be given a chance to repeat your sentence and adjust it accordingly if I think it's lacking in either of those. If you use that chance to give me more sass,'' a pointed look at Logan who just giggled gleefully, ''I'll correct it how I see fit unless you colour. Any questions, baby?''

When Regulus confirmed he didn't have any, Leo handed over to Finn.

''I'm pretty much okay with whatever,'' he shrugged, getting a laugh out of all of them. ''If you haven't noticed, I'm a bit of a pushover when it comes to the two of you like that. I'll correct anything that manages to get me to want to correct you. Some days I'll dish out punishments either from myself or on Leo's behalf if it's like spanking or one of the 'kill them with kindness in the form of pleasure' approaches we sometimes go for but most of the time, there's not much I won't let slide with a lingering kiss and a bat of your eyelashes." He winced. "I feel like I might regret telling you that,'' he mused, Logan and Regulus' shared look showing he was probably right.

When the soft chuckles Finns words had elicted faded, Regulus took the opportunity to speak again. 

"I do want to apologise though, for bringing it up when I did. It could've waited and I should've waited instead of choosing right when you were worried about Lo to speak up. I know you were already stressed as it was, I'm sorry." 

Finn was instantly shaking his head. "No, sweetheart. How many times have we told you to say something if there's a problem, hm? No matter what it is or what else is going on, we'll always want to know. We can't fix what we don't know is broken, yeah?" Finn said softly, his hand a firm grip against Regulus' now. 

Regulus gave a near-silent agreeing reply, shuffling a second later to press himself against Finn's side, snuggling in when he wrapped his arm around him instantly. When the man ducked his head to talk to him, Regulus pressed up instead, kissing him slowly. Finn let out a small sound and sank into it, the arm slung around his shoulder rising to press his knuckle against Regulus' jaw, keeping his chin tilted up. His other hand slid up Regulus' thigh, squeezing the muscle in the barely-bridled, appreciative way he sometimes touched them when he was letting them control how far they went without pushing. 

''I think I'm slipping again,'' he mumbled into Finn's mouth. 

''I'm not surprised, love. You can just spend the day in your headspace if you like. Until the party?'' 

''Yes, please.'' Finn accepted the kiss he pressed to his lips, softer and sweeter compared to the others they had shared. ''You know, you can kiss me while I'm under, I'd prefer it, actually. You might just have to deal with me melting every time you do.'' He watched Finn's eyes flash with interest at the thought before they narrowed playfully. 

''Tease,'' he grumbled. 

''It's not a tease if I'm not lying,'' Regulus argued, earning himself two mumbles of agreement from the pair watching them. 

Finn just kissed him again, properly this time, letting him sink safely into him. Their eyes closed entirely, they didn't see Leo brushing Logan's curls away from the back of his neck, the man letting his head drop forward to give Leo more room to trace his lips and tongue along his skin, their hands tangled together around Logan's stomach. Finn's hand was around Logan's calf, stroking fingers along his skin in soothing dances of his fingers where they were still splayed in Finn's lap. 

It took only minutes until Regulus was whining softly with every brush of lips, Finn's fingers trembling with every small sound he made. Insistent fingers tugging at the hem of Finn's shirt was the only thing that made him pull away, although only briefly. 

''Can I take your hoodie off?'' Finn breathed. Regulus was nodding back before he could finish. Regulus sank against him once more, sighing at the feeling of their chests pressing together, heated skin on heated skin. 

Finn's head dropped back against the sofa, a shaking breath coming from him as Regulus nosed under his chin, lips latching to the skin at the front of his throat. Hands roving over the lithe muscles of his back, Finn pressed at the small of it to urge Regulus to shuffle in closer. When Logan moved to shift his legs from his lap to make room for Regulus, Finn's hand just wrapped around his ankle. 

''Stay where you are.'' Logan let out a hum at the tone Finn so rarely used, tempted, for a second, to tug his legs away just to see what he'd do. That was until Leo's hand slid up from where he had been teasingly dancing his fingers over his nipples through his shirt to cup the front of his throat - not quite squeezing, just settling there, a silent command within it. Listen to him. Logan smiled. It was always fun when they teamed up. Heat burst in Logan's stomach at the sight of Finn's neck, soft teeth marks clear in amongst the redness. 

''You're going to get your ass chirped later.''

''I couldn't force myself to care right now if I wanted to,'' Finn replied with a smirk. ''And I don't want to,'' he specified at the next hesitant brush of Regulus' lips. Regulus just whimpered a little before taking his skin between his lips once again, one hand braced on Finn's chest, the other tangling in his still sleep-mussed hair. 

There was a symphony of sound as their phones pinged on and off, drawing their attention to the table. Logan reached for his first, tilting it up from where it was on the coffee table to see the screen. He smiled - brightly. 

''Well, secret's out.'' He turned the brightness up on his phone, showing the news post they had all been tagged in (one of several). It was a photo of the four of them outside Sirius' the night they got back. Regulus was lifted in Logan's arms, Finn kissing Leo with a smile. Apparently gates don't stop paparazzi. 

''Oh, lovely, I'm no longer considered to be a cheat,'' Finn laughed, shaking his head at thought of the numerous reports he'd seen labelling him as such for his date with Regulus. Leo was watching Regulus, watching the battle between inherent panic at their personal life being plastered globally and his happiness at the exact same thing. 

''I mainly like the fact that everyone thirsting over the 'Lions Captain's little brother' knows that he is well and truly taken,'' Logan grinned, sliding his phone back onto the table after silencing it, doing the same to two other phones, leaving Regulus' on in case someone genuinely needed to get a hold of them. 

''I didn't realise I was being thirsted over,'' Regulus paused with a smile, playfully scrunching his nose at Logan, ''or that it bothered you so much.'' Logan scrunched his nose right back, stealing a quick kiss. 

Then another. 

''It doesn't entirely bother me. I quite like that they only get snippets of you using your jersey to wipe your face and I have you...you know.''

''Stretched out naked on our bed - that we share. To do more than just sleep?'' 

''Along those lines, yeah,'' Logan agreed with Finn's statement. The thought of Logan scrolling through his socials, seeing fan posts about him and getting a small tick of jealousy despite literally being Logan Tremblay had Regulus' stomach heating. 

''My, my Tremzy are you jealous?'' 

''Non,'' he kissed him again, barely pulling back as he smiled. ''Peut être.'' Regulus chuckled. ''Then I look at you and kiss you and it really doesn't bother me all that much anymore.'' Regulus grinned again, leaning towards Logan on his knees, hovering above him for a moment before kissing him sweetly, his hands braced on Logan's cheeks. Bumping their noses together gently, Logan whispered to Regulus, his breath soft against his lips. ''I'm going to marry the shit out of you someday, you know that?'' 

Regulus blinked, twice, looking between Logan's eyes as they stared up at him, wide and trusting and a little scared that what he just said would make him up and run. Regulus just smiled a beat later.

''I'm going to hold you to that.'' They shared another kiss before Regulus smiled again, laughing lightly. ''Baby, why are you crying?'' 

''Fuck off,'' Leo laughed, dropping his head back and wiping at his eyes. ''Can a guy not love you, jeez.'' 

''You've been spending too much time with Loops. Jeez,'' Finn teased. Despite his jibing, Finn reached a hand to tangle with Leo's, squeezing encouragingly, his own eyes glimmering a little. ''But yes, absolutely marry the shit out of each other someday.'' The comment made Regulus look over at him with a smile, his eyes flicking down to Finn's neck with a wince. 

''Sorry,'' he said softly. Finn just shook his head, tilting it back then to show off the coloured splotches on it. 

''I like them.''

''You do look very good with them,'' Leo confirmed. Finn shot him a sly wink. 

''I know.'' 

 

 

Grocery shopping later that afternoon was interesting to say the very least - a strange mix between 'good' weird and well, just 'weird' weird. Having cameras pointed at you got old eventually and were fairly easy to ignore so Regulus settled on it generally being good. He could freely walk around hand-in-hand with Leo while they shopped. He could lean against Finn when he wrapped his arm around his waist while Logan took great joy in scanning their items through self-serve. And if he gladly allowed himself to be pushed against the car as the bags were being loaded inside then he would just argue that no one would push away Logan Tremblay, cameras not-so-discreetly pointed at them or not. 

They had enjoyed the remainder of their morning greatly, slipping from the sofa to the blankets Leo haphazardly fluffed out over the living room carpet because he just couldn't reach Finn properly from the other end of the sofa. 

When Logan and Regulus had finally tapped out, pushing their heads away from where they had been licking the cum from between their legs, they had caught their breath and showered before Leo herded them out into the outside world for a (much needed) grocery run.

Regulus, after some determined persuading, was helping the boys unpack their cases. Currently, that meant replacing the books Finn and Logan had taken on their shelves, sliding them in carefully, making sure, god forbid, the corners wouldn't crease.

He hummed at the sensation of a kiss against his shoulder.

"Thank you for doing this."

"Don't have to thank me for helping you, baby."

Logan just gave a soft noise in response, wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing his cheek between Regulus' shoulder blades. With the last book that was kept in Logan's room in place, Regulus grabbed the last book to be put away and turned, kissing Logan softly. When he smiled and just snuggled into him, arms around Regulus' neck, Regulus lifted him into his arms.

He padded downstairs, finding the loose space where the book was meant to go in the bookshelf in the living room.

"Having fun, angel?" Leo chuckled, heading out the laundry room, the muffled sounds of the washer echoing behind him. Logan nodded resolutely, his eyes closed as he rested against Regulus.

"I can get down," Logan offered, aware his degree of muscle could get heavy quickly.

"Why would I want you to do that?"

"Heavy," Logan mumbled, groaning at the feeling of Leo running his fingers through his hair.

"I bench literally double your weight on a daily basis. Hush."

"Do we have time to fuck again? I can't remember what time we have to leave." Regulus almost dropped Logan at the casual, crude request.

Leo answered without skipping a beat. "It's," he checked his phone, "just gone four now and we don't have to start getting ready until about eight thirty I'd say." Regulus stifled his laugh, of course Leo added time to ensure they'd get there early...when they were already getting there early.

"Wonderful. Four and a half hours for you to fuck me." Logan pulled his face away from Regulus' neck, kissing him deeply and desperately.

"You seemed satiated an hour ago, what's fired you up so much all of a sudden?" Leo asked, shuffling on his feet at the sight of Logan dipping his tongue into Regulus' mouth while he spoke.

"Because my very hot boyfriend is carrying me like I don't weigh anything and, just in case we forgot, I find muscles to be a rather large turn on. Hence, fired up."

"Well, in that case." Regulus turned, jogging up the stairs with Logan in his arms, the man yelping and holding on tightly as Leo followed them, taking the stairs a few at a time. Finn slid his headphones off when he heard the commotion as the three of them bounded into his bedroom (that didn't really class as his at this point). He laughed brightly as Logan's own giggles echoed as he was thrown onto the bed.

"What'd I miss?" Finn asked, hanging his last clean hoddie up in the wardrobe before flicking off his headphones and putting them to the side.

"I'm offering myself up as a very pretty, very willing sex toy for you for the next, what was it... four and a half hours." Logan got up on his knees, biting his lip against a smile and slowly tugging his sweater up and off his body. "By the way, that was the only piece of clothing I'm taking off for the remainder of today. If you want to see more, you're gonna have to do it yourself."

Finn pressed a steady hand against the small of Regulus' back as he passed him - it was a small reassurance that, despite the years he had had with Logan, he still felt exactly as awestruck as Regulus that the man in front of them was theirs. As much as he didn't want to, Regulus' attention was taken away from the slow, sensual kisses Logan and Finn were sharing on the bed to look over where Leo was rustling around in the box at the back of the wardrobe.

"Regie baby, c'mere for me." Regulus' legs were moving before he even properly processed it, kneeling beside Leo, the box before them. "Anything you wanna try?" Leo already had the soft cuffs in his lap, the connectors to join the ankle cuffs to the bed alongside it. Regulus took a breath to try and calm the excited pounding of his heart. "Bien?"

He nodded. "He's just so pretty."

"I know. If you need a breather, come and squeeze my hand three times and we'll take a minute, okay?"

"Thank you, daddy."

"'Course, baby, always." Regulus lightly gripped his chin, tilting his head towards him and kissing him. Regulus reached into the box, pulling out the wand with a gentle flush.

They rose and joined the pair on the bed, Finn's hand between Logan's legs, Logan now naked, both knelt in front of each other. When Leo shifted into his headspace, you could physically see it on his face, that was exactly what Finn was like now. He had a hand underneath Logan's chin, holding his neck not tightly but dominantly, keeping him in place and kissing Logan as softly or as roughly as he saw fit. Logan remained still in his hold, moaning and whimpering yes, but still and steady at the same time. 

Finn must have heard the soft clink of the cuffs in Leo's hand because his next order came seconds after they had settled atop the bed sheet. 

"Lie down, arms above your head." Logan scurried to do as he was told instantly, wiggling to get comfortable. Finn then moved aside, rising and unhooking the button of his jeans, sliding them off his hips while he watched Leo kiss both of Logan's wrists before he cuffed them together. Logan's body writhed a little at the tug Leo gave them to check their tightness before verbally checking with him that it was okay.

Cool hands on Finn's hips made his attention turn. Regulus was knelt at the edge of the mattress, looking up at Finn through his lashes. His hands moved and tugged at the hem of his hoodie, Finn stepping closer so Regulus could pull it up and over his head for him. His breaths shook at Regulus' hands sliding down from his shoulders slowly, his fingers trailing over every bump and ridge of Finn's torso as he went. 

There was a squealing laugh when Leo grabbed Logan's ankles and tugged him down towards the bottom frame of the bed, his hands still bound together. The bed was far too large for Leo to be able to connect Logan's hands and feet to the frame - feet it was. Leo smiled warmly at Logan's giggles, binding his feet with hands so cautious and gentle that Regulus' stomach fluttered on Logan's behalf. Leo kissed each of Logan's calves when he was done.

"Too tight?" 

"Non, parfait." Logan gave his legs an experimental tug, his cock twitching when they didn't give even a little. 

Finn's fingers trailed over Regulus' cheek, turning his head.

"Open your mouth, princess." Regulus whimpered, the sound catching everyone's attention instantly. He did as he was told, sticking his tongue out a fraction. Finn tilted Regulus' head up another inch, waiting a moment then letting his spit drip down into his awaiting mouth. Regulus' knees shuffled but his upper body remained still. "Don't swallow." Finn's voice was a gentle command.

His thumb moved from where it had rested against his jaw, his hand not having moved from the side of Regulus' neck. Finn dipped it into his mouth, rubbing it along his tongue. He lifted his hand, sucking it into his own mouth, humming with approval that Regulus still didn't move an inch.

"Swallow for me." Regulus complied. "Is it as good in practice as in your imagination?" Regulus nodded earnestly, his eyes still locked onto Finn.

"I like it. Makes me feel... owned." Regulus blinked his eyes away from Finn's, a blush so red it flooded his entire face appearing in seconds.

"Hey, you never have to feel embarrassed about talking about what you like and why. We'll only ever want to know so we can make it good for you. If we know why you like it, we'll know what bits to focus on." Regulus nodded, tilting his head for a kiss that Finn gladly gave. ''Can you do something for me, love?'' Regulus nodded so earnestly that Finn's heart gave a squeeze of affection. Finn brushed his lips along Regulus' cheek until they reached his ear. ''I want you to make Lo feel good for a little while. Bring some pretty noises out of him for us? You know how much I like them.'' 

''Yes, Sir. I can do that.''

''Such a good boy,'' Finn whispered, kissing his cheek then his lips before he drew away, climbing onto the bed to join where Leo was lying against the headboard, a comforting hand reached down to nestle in Logan's hair.

Finn urged Leo to lean forwards, allowing him to slip behind him, pulling Leo to rest with his back against his chest. They watched as Regulus straddled Logan's hips, purposefully not giving him any direct stimulation to his cock. He leaned over, balanced on one hand, to kiss him, most likely to ease himself into it as much as it was to settle Logan's fidgeting. Leo's brows furrowed slightly when Finn tangled their hands together, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into Leo's knuckle. 

"Why are you worried about me?" Finn let out a huff of a laugh, in a small degree of disbelief that Leo figured that out from him holding his damn hand. 

"You're too observant for your own good sometimes," he teased, keeping his voice low to match the quiet whisper Leo's had been, their eyes still on the duo kissing slowly in front of them. "You were upset yesterday. Of course I worry. Let me take care of you. No arguing." 

Leo just smiled to himself, giving Finn's hand a firm squeeze that was reciprocated. 

Logan's hands clenched into fists in their bindings when Regulus slid his body a little further down, his tongue pressing flat against Logan's nipple. He teased the bud to hardness before switching to the other one, his thumb rubbing over the area slick with his spit. 

"Use your teeth a little, gently." 

Regulus followed Leo's guidance perfectly, his legs tingling at the idea that he would be given more minor requests and instructions as they continued. They were the only people, it seemed, that Regulus didn't mind getting bossed around by (if that wasn't already evident). 

"Look how well he does what he's told." Finn's voice was a touch louder than when he and Leo had been talking, purposefully orchestrated to seem like a comment between doms that doubled as affectionate praise for their sub. 

"I know," Leo replied, catching on but still managing to keep his voice breezy and light as though these were simply off-hand comments. "Such a perfect boy. Our angel is sitting so patiently for him too, isn't he?" 

Logan's hips twitched up to where they knew Regulus' firm torso was hovering above his cock. 

"So patient," Finn agreed, "and so pretty too all bound up. Like a little present for us." The admiration paired with Regulus' relentless mintrations against him had Logan whimpering. 

Regulus gave one last light suction before he pulled off, sitting on the tops of Logan's thighs. He reached a hand over to where Leo had placed the wand on the covers but stopped, glancing over at the pair watching him like hawks. 

"Can I?" 

Leo just gestured to Logan with his free hand. 

"Lolo, can I use the wand on you?" Logan nodded eagerly, swallowing against his dry throat. "Is there anywhere you don't want me to use it?" Regulus shivered at Leo's approving hum at him checking. 

"Non," Logan choked out, his voice rough already. "Anywhere you want, use me however you want." Regulus let out a small sound, his hand shaking a little as he grabbed the wand, looking at the buttons on it for a moment to gather himself. 

Switching it onto the lowest setting, he leaned up, tracing the rounded ball of the toy against Logan's fingertips. Logan's hands unwound from their tight fists, exposing the sensitive skin of his palms for Regulus to run the toy over next. Logan's ragged gasp at the pleasurable sensation only motivated him further. 

More confident now, Regulus trailed the tip down the inside of Logan's arm, his free hand dragging the blunt edges of his nails along Logan's other arm. Logan writhed with a blatant moan, his head tipping back against the bed. 

"You see how well you're doing, princess? You hear how good you're making him feel when you've barely touched him yet?" 

Regulus' own cock throbbed between his legs at Finn's words. "He's so beautiful." Logan's eyes blinked open again, smiling up at Regulus at the comment as Regulus removed his hand in favour of circling the toy along Logan's chest. He paused, leaning down to press his lips to Logan's with a sweet kiss. "I love you," he giggled when he pulled away, Logan rubbing their noses together. 

Before Logan could reply, he was arching up into Regulus with a loud moan that tapered off into a breathy whimper as Regulus pressed the vibrator to his cock, flicking it up a setting. Leaning back with a smug smile he did absolutely nothing to hide, Regulus turned his attention to Leo and Finn, preening at the hidden approval in Finn palming Leo over his boxers, his sweats having been kicked down and thrown off the bed already. 

''Can I have the lube, please?'' Leo leaned to tug it from the bedside drawer, handing it to Regulus with a small brush of his fingers that had Regulus shivering. 

He slicked the length of Logan's cock, adding what may have been a little too much but no one was complaining, especially not Logan. The vibrator flicked off, Regulus setting it on the bed, still within reach.

The brush of fingers against his cock had Logan bucking his hips up towards Regulus. The man just settled further up on his thighs to still him, holding him steady. 

He wrapped his hand firmly around him, a smile dancing on his lips as he watched Logan's face while he dragged his first slowly up and then slowly back down, twisting around the tip. Logan's head was pushing back against the covers, the strong muscles of his arms clenching and unclenching as his arms shifted. 

''Merde, Regie. Your hands feel incredible.'' 

''Je peux voir ça.'' 

Regulus gave Logan a few minutes of that steady pleasure enough so he calmed, letting himself relax into the tingling feeling down his legs, arms and spine. His free hand that had been propped against his own thigh so as to not completely cover the bed with lube trailed down to cup Logan's balls, giving a gentle squeeze of stimulation that had his voice cracking. 

''Would you like the lube, Sir?'' 

Finn groaned lowly. ''I never knew politeness would turn me on so much,'' he muttered. ''Yes, please, sweetheart.'' Regulus shot him a wink in response to the first statement, chucking him the lube in response to the second. He shuffled back down Logan's thighs, keeping his hold on his cock. Logan's core contracted as he lifted his head to peer down at Regulus, his lips now hovering between his legs. His tongue darted out to lick along the base of Logan's tip, rubbing little circles to the sensitive spot he had there. When Regulus wrapped his lips entirely around it, Logan threw his head back with a yell, a tear rolling from the outer corner of his eye at the onslaught of pleasure paired with Regulus' hands still working along him. 

''Please, please, please, please, please can I come?'' 

Regulus hollowed his cheeks around him, sucking steadily. He glanced over at Leo, looking fairly composed considering Finn's hand was stripping along Leo's cock quickly. He's not asking me, is he? 

''Yes, darling. You can.'' Logan's body froze, his muscles locking as his jaw fell open, his brows furrowing as his eyes squeezed shut. 

His spine arched as he worked his hips into Regulus' mouth with subtle thrusts, his feet tugging against the ties as the pleasure made his legs jerk. Regulus swallowed the cum streaking along his tongue with a happy hum, pulling off and sitting up when Logan went lax with a heavy breath. He gathered the drop that had beaded on his bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. 

''Délicieux.''

''Fuck you,'' Logan laughed, the sound soft as he caught his breath. Regulus just leaned down to kiss him, gentle things that made Logan smile nonetheless. 

''Bien?'' 

Logan hummed his assent, swallowing around his dry mouth. 

Regulus kissed his way down Logan's neck as the man's breaths evened out. He went to suck a mark into the skin there but stopped himself, keeping his suction as mild as possible as he did. 

''Suddenly don't believe in hickies or something?'' Logan questioned, his voice lilting with the relaxation that came with post-orgasmic bliss. 

''I do, just not when we have a family dinner coming up.'' 

''I'll wear something with a collar,'' Logan argued, titling his head to encourage Regulus. ''Besides, it's nothing Dumo hasn't seen before.'' Although Logan couldn't disagree with the point Regulus was making considering the kids would be there. Only their eldest, Adele, a teen now, and Katie, their youngest at seven years old, would be there, the other two had a school trip and had left a few days after Christmas. Katie may not pay much attention to them but Adele would know what they were - Logan did not like the thought that she was old enough for that now. 

The thought was stolen from him when Regulus deemed that a good enough excuse, sucking a mark low into the bend of his neck and shoulder. 

''Do you think you can go again?'' Regulus mumbled when he was done. 

''Give me a few more of those and I'll be more than ready,'' Logan joked. 

''Can I fuck you when you are?'' 

''God yes,'' Logan breathed. 

Regulus scattered more hickies along Logan's skin, where no one would see them; collared shirt or not. He paused sucking the skin on Logan's hip into his mouth when Leo's moans grew louder, murmuring praise to Finn as he came over his hand. He caught the freckled hand in his, bringing it to his lips and dragging his tongue over his knuckles and fingers to clean the cum from them. 

The movement of Finn's hips were clear against Leo's back, slow and gentle but still noticeable. 

''Speaking of fucking,'' Finn spoke into Leo's ear, a grin dancing on his lips. 

Leo laughed brightly, a small smile growing on Logan's face at the sound. 

''Give me a moment to catch my breath then I'm all yours,'' Leo promised. His eyes fell to Regulus' then, still peering up at him from between Logan's legs, still worrying that small bit of skin between his teeth. ''Having fun?'' His tone was teasing but his eyes were soft, well, softer than they already were naturally whenever he looked at them. His head tilted to rest his temple against Finn's jaw, their hands tangled together on his stomach. 

Leo showed Regulus how to undo the ties around Logan's feet so he could move. This was after a long minute or so of Regulus looking at them, reaching for them, then second-guessing himself and going back to staring at them before Leo chuckled adoringly and moved to aid him.

He helped Logan slowly bring his foot up to rest against the bed, bending his knee gradually after having them made to be straight for so long. He kissed the top of his knee when he was thanked for it. 

Finn and Regulus settled side-by-side, Regulus working open Logan with gentle hands and kisses to the small of his back and down his spine, Finn easing his tongue inside Leo, sliding his fingers in after that. Logan remained with his hands bound, his elbows and knees propping himself up, his forehead pressed to the soft cuffs around his wrists as he remained still for Regulus to touch him as he liked.

When the pair of them were loose and open, Finn reached for the lube once again. He moved to slick himself up until Regulus pulled him in for a kiss instead, his hand settling against his spine and pressing him close. He groaned into Regulus' mouth when his lubed hand slid around him, coating him thoroughly then pulling away with one last peck and a cheery 'there you go'. Finn tipped his head up to the ceiling, laughing almost in disbelief at the yo-yo of emotions he was feeling - utter arousal and pleasure to his heart squeezing with endearment in a second. 

Leo had the nerve to chuckle when Finn's breath audibly shuddered loudly as he sank inside him, his hand holding onto Leo's ankle for something to ground him so he didn't go insane. Finn's hand slapped against the curve of Leo's ass for teasing him, regretting it when it made Leo unconsciously squeeze around him. 

''Fuck, angel,'' Regulus whimpered from next to him, his hips pressing flush with Logan's. 

''I can take it, c'mon, move,'' Logan said instantly, wiggling his hips. Regulus took his word for it, easing his hips out then fucking back into him, quickly building a swift pace that had Logan's back shifting into a deep arch.

Leo needed a little longer to adjust purely for the sake he wasn't on the receiving end that often. Still, it only took another minute for him to properly relax around Finn. He gave a little nod, knowing Finn would be focusing on his body language like a hawk as he always did, checking for any negative reactions of pain or discomfort.

The room was quickly a cacophony of pleasure and skin colliding, neither of them taking any notice of the noises slipping from their lips, too lost in pleasure and heat to care much. 

''Lolo, 'm gonna come.'' Regulus' forehead was pressed to the back of Logan's neck, his hips losing all rhythm and rutting into him in as quick a motion as his exhausted muscles would allow him to. Logan was jerking himself with a loose fist, pleading with Regulus to just wait a second so they could come together. 

''Maintenant,'' Logan breathed, ''maintenant.'' His hand fisted in Logan's hair as he came, the orgasm stronger than one he had had in a while, whimpering a strangled moan into the back of Logan's neck. 

''Regie, loosen your hand,'' Leo said through a groan. 

''Shit, sorry, baby,'' Regulus whispered, unclenching his fist and gently rubbing his fingers across Logan's sore scalp. 

'''S okay,'' Logan mumbled. ''Felt good.'' 

A bout of motion from next to them, caught both Regulus and Logan's attention as they lay on their sides, Regulus still nestled deep within Logan, their hips pressed flush as they caught their breath. Leo was now on his back, Finn easing himself back inside him, his hands leaned against the bed next to Leo's shoulders. Leo just wrapped a hand around Finn's throat, tugging him down into a kiss, his fingers paling a little as he squeezed around Finn's neck. Finn's hips stuttered from their renewed rhythm, faltering at the pleasure of the slight pounding into his head as his breaths slowed. Leo released the pressure and let him get a few deep breaths in before tightening it again, the ebb and flow of sensation dragging Finn closer to his orgasm in minutes, the fire building fiercely in his stomach. 

When he could tell Finn was teetering on the edge, Leo released his neck, letting him get a couple deep breaths in before he came, his body shuddering through it violently. Somehow, Finn managed to continue his motions enough that Leo came, working him through it and sliding out quickly before his arms completely gave out. He flopped on his back next to Logan, the aftershocks still clearly making him tremble. 

''Holy shit.'' Leo grumbled an agreement, fighting to catch his breath. 

''Happy fucking New Years Eve.'' The three chuckled at that, Regulus making a little happy noise as he finally managed to unbuckle the cuffs around Logan's hands despite the shake to his own.

''Who's up for a soak in the big bath?'' Logan asked when they were all breathing at relatively normal paces. 

''We usually end up fucking when we have a soak in the big bath,'' Finn pointed out, not an argument against it, just an observation. 

''I know,'' Logan smirked.

''I do apologise. Was your orgasm not up to par?'' Regulus teased, playfully nipping at the back of Logan's neck.

''Oh my orgasm was wonderful, I'm just a cockwhore.'' 

Leo snorted, shaking his head in amusement at his boyfriend. They all decided silently that, yes, they would all love a long soak in the bath before they had to get dressed and leave. 

(And yes, they did end up fucking. More than once.)

Chapter 25: New Years, Help and Excitement

Summary:

Okayyyy my lovelies
Aug PT #1 is hereeeeee
it's a little shorter than others because it was where the break was naturally, if i included more scenes then the end of the chapter would've seemed really odd like it would've been slap-bang in the middle of events so here we are
i don't actually have any other author input for this one (shocker from my usual rambling I know) apart from:
'Go Girl' by Pitbull is Finn O'Hara in a song
*Holds hands up* I don't make the rules I just enforce em

that is alllll enjoy my darlings - as always thoughts, feelings, emotions are more than welcome in the comments
~6,000

''Harz, you have literally never lasted more than an hour in jeans at a big party.'' 

Finn glared at Leo in the mirror, making a point of tugging his belt through the final loop on his jeans. 

''Even in Harvard,'' Logan agreed. 

''I didn't realise I was dating the Commissioners of the fashion police.'' 

Regulus exited the bathroom, shaking his head at his boyfriends bantering, placating Finn somewhat with a sympathetic kiss to his jaw. 

''Oh your hair looks good like that.'' Regulus laughed again at how easily distracted Finn was from his offence. 

''I was thinking about leaving it to grow out. Maybe pull a Kasey and do a man-bun.'' 

''Sexy,'' was Logan's instant reply. Regulus grinned over at him, Leo heading over to grab him around the waist and pull him against him. Regulus squirmed as Leo kissed across his neck, his lips fluttering and ticklish. 

''I like it, gives me something to hold onto.'' Regulus scoffed, reaching behind himself to wack at Leo's head, the man releasing him with a chuckle that showed he wasn't kidding in the slightest. His hair was longer than he'd ever had it, curling a little bit below his ears. He liked it and he didn't have his mother nagging him to get it snipped short god forbid he look 'too girly'. He could look as girly as he liked - and he figured after being dressed head-to-toe in lingerie, his haircut would have been the least of his mother's worries. He smiled a little at the thought until he caught Finn's figure out the corner of his eye. 

''Harz.'' Finn flicked his head round to look at him with a gentle quirk of his lips. ''You know I live with an ex-PT, right?'' 

''I do...especially considering Re used to be our PT.'' 

''So it would make sense that he's taught me a few things over the years.'' 

Finn's brows furrowed, confusion written in his features. ''Well, yeah.''

''Mhm so why would you not ask me to help if your ankle is bugging you?'' 

Finn realised then the point he was making. ''It's fine, baby. It's not your job.''

Regulus scoffed. ''Oh so next time you want to help me get ready for bed, there's no point?'' He suppressed a chuckle as the aghast way Finn whirled to properly face him, making a loud noise of protest. ''Well, it's not your job to help me get clothes on, is it?''

''I'm your boyfriend, of cours--'' Finn abruptly broke off when he realised that, once again, that was exactly what he was going for. 

''Let me help,'' Regulus said, softer now, his bantering tone gone. 

Finn sat on the edge of the bed with a small huff. Regulus smiled, settling on his knees, blatantly ignoring Finn's noise of interest at the familiar position. His hands worked gently but deftly, massaging the injured muscle in the way Remus had taught him when he had asked what the three boys' recurring injuries were and if there was anything he'd be able to do to help. Finn's head tipped back as he bit back a groan at the loosening of the sore muscle, the ache softening significantly. 

He pulled Regulus onto his lap when he rose, nodding at the ask of if it helped. Regulus melted into the kiss he pressed to his lips, humming at the softness of Finn's lips. 

''Mer-cay.'' 

Regulus snorted. ''You're welcome, seventeen.'' Finn pulled a face at being called that, the 'nickname' strange coming from his boyfriend's lips like he was a commentator. He let Finn scatter several more kisses over the bridge of his nose before he wiggled out of his grip to get ready.

Regulus shuffled through the clothed he had at theirs, grabbing a pair of black jeans that he belted. After that, he was stumped. He went through his clothes once more then decided to start combing through the boys' clothes instead. That was until Logan was pressing a bundle of fabric to his chest with a peck to his cheek. Without a second thought, Regulus pulled it on - a dark grey collared jumper, the lapels open enough it just showed the thin chain around his neck.

"You angel, I love you." Logan accepted the thanks from saving Regulus from another lifetime of drowning in clothing options while he got ready himself. Logan, for one, knew himself and knew he absolutely was not in the mood to wear jeans. He put on his least scruffy pair of sweats - white - and one of Finn's baseball jerseys - also white. Somehow, he ended up with a clean, coherent-looking outfit. Finn, however, decided to stick with the jeans, adding a button-up that was enticingly tight over his shoulders.

Leo gave up trying to convince Finn he was going to be uncomfortable, figuring that Regulus would have something for him to change into at his. He followed Logan's lead, chucking on navy sweats and a navy tank and throwing a white bomber jacket over the top that he would likely take off as soon as they got to Coops'.

"Hey, question."

"I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of that coming out your mouth," Logan smiled before nodding for Regulus to continue when the man looked bashful at his comment.

"Are we still on for our aquarium date tomorrow?"

Finn made a sound as he came bounding down the stairs, somehow pulling his trainers on as he went. "I was meant to say. I looked at the opening times for tomorrow and it's open 9am till 6pm. Rush times are from 11 till 2 so I figure we could start heading there around 3 and then we have until close. Hangover headaches and crowds don't mix well. Plus it gives us time to quickly run back here and chuck some clothes on before we head to Celeste's."

Regulus made an excited little noise, Leo smiling and kissing his hair to try and cope with the rush of affection he got for the boy. 

They decided on just taking Regulus' car although Finn insisted on driving, Leo hopping into the passenger seat, one hand coming between his seat and the door to reach and hold Logan's ankle, his other going over the center console to grab Regulus'. 

Barely getting through the door before they heard a dramatic yell for Leo's help that had the man jogging off, within minutes they were all carrying out the tasks Remus gave them. Leo and Sirius, being the giant two, were stringing up decorations from the ceiling, brightly-coloured dangly things that would be a bitch to get back down again. Regulus smiled to himself - he had a date tomorrow, his brothers would have to figure that out on their own. Finn, in all his infinite college wisdom, was tasked with setting up the bar, whipping up a punch recipe that everyone knew enough to drink slowly and sparingly. It was Finn O'Hara that made it. Logan was connecting Finn's phone to the speaker system, pulling up his carefully-crafted party playlist that was a favourite of anyone that had ever attended a Lions party of any kind. Regulus and Remus were on any below-ceiling-level decor - basically meaning lights, lights and more lights. 

The four of them remained downstairs while Remus and Sirius went and got dressed in something that wasn't old sweats and hole-y t-shirts. Finn and Logan, already with a solo cup of punch in hand, were dancing to the music they had began playing already in the living room - much quieter than what Regulus was sure would later become loud enough to feel the bass in your feet when everyone began arriving. Regulus was sat up on the kitchen counter, Leo between his legs and apparently having the time of his life pressing gentle kisses to the side of his neck. 

''Hey,'' Regulus began, Leo just humming against his skin instead of pulling away. Squirming at the tickling vibration of Leo's lips, Regulus nipped at his ear, the man finally leaning back with a playful glare.

''Yes?'' 

''I was wondering if you could do some brainstorming.'' 

Leo hummed. ''Okay, I'm intrigued. Brainstorming for what?'' 

Glancing towards the stairs and seeing no sign of his brothers, Regulus dropped his voice nonetheless as he continued. ''A scene. For us. After what we talked about today?''

Leo eyes flashed. ''Absolutement, darlin'. I'll get thinking then we can talk about it, yeah?'' 

Regulus gave a noise of agreement and melted into the next kiss Leo pressed to his lips, his hand cupping the side of Regulus' neck, his thumb rubbing over the front of his throat teasingly. The stairs creaked as Remus and Sirius began heading down. Leo gave him one last peck, biting his bottom lip. Regulus suppressed a smile, kicking Leo half-heartedly in the hip. Leo threw him a wink then stepped back from between his legs, leaning against the counter, looking the picture of nonchalance as the pair entered the kitchen. 

''Tremz,'' Sirius called, pouring his own cup of punch, ''Noelle and Talker are almost here.'' Logan and Finn followed the yell, entering the kitchen with them. 

''Peanut, that reminds me, she asked if she could borrow you in a couple days. Help her move in with Tommy, do all the stuff that needs someone tall? I already told her I'd help her get everything sorted and taken over to his place,'' Logan asked. 

'''Course,'' Leo said immediately. '''S no problem.'' 

Logan grinned at him gratefully, kissing his shoulder as he settled against him. Finn moved similarly, leaning back between Regulus' legs, squeezing his knee when Regulus draped his arms over his shoulders, leaning his cheek against his temple as they joked about there being yet another Tremblay x Lion duo.

 

 

Everyone seemed to appear within minutes of each other: Noelle and Thomas then Nat, Kasey and Alex with the other Lions boys randomly filtering in over the next half an hour. Apparently, Cole and Layla were 'running late' which surprised absolutely no one.

An hour after they had finally showed up, Leo was proven, once again, absolutely correct. Finn was, of course, in the centre of the makeshift dance floor (Coops' living room floor), his jeans replaced by grey sweats he'd ran up and grabbed from Regulus' room and his shirt seemingly misplaced somewhere. Logan's cap was also perched backwards on his head, holding his sweat-damp curls back from his forehead. Natalie, Alex, Lily, James, Noelle and Talker were dancing as enthusiastically with him to the old R&B that was bumping through the speakers. 

Much more calmly, Leo sat relaxed back on the sofa, Logan on the arm, his legs over Leo's lap as he tangled his hand in the back of Leo's hair - moreso to keep himself calm in the crowded space rather than do anything for Leo. Kasey was sat on the floor in front of the sofa, laughing along with Leo to...whatever they were talking about. Logan simply smiled at the sound of his laugh and leaned more heavily into the arm Leo had around his waist, Leo's fingers fanning over his thigh to give it a light squeeze.

He looked around, squinting through the slight darkness, discounting the flashes of light from the strobes. He spotted the dark curls he was looking for in the kitchen, near the island, talking to a sweet-looking girl Logan was sure was a friend of Layla's. They were laughing loudly, Regulus holding onto the marble countertop as his eyes squeezed shut, his grin taking over his face. Finn's bright voice made him tear his attention away from Regulus, accepting the kiss he pressed to Logan's forehead. 

It was what Finn always did. He'd dance for a while, run over to them and steal a swig of their drink, give them a kiss each and run back to dancing. It never failed to make them smile. Logan handed over his beer, Finn chugging some then handing it back, kissing Leo's lips gently and ruffling Kasey's hair on his way back, laughing at the playful scowl it brought out from him. 

Logan watched him dance, the slight sheen of sweat across his skin, his body rolling as he chanted along to 'Get Low' - him, Nat and Lily doing just that when the chorus came on. The O'Hara brothers on the dance floor were a sight to behold, particularly when R&B was concerned. All eyes were on the small group dancing most avidly, James giving it his all as the alcohol began setting into everyone's systems. 

On Finn's third run over to them, he did his usual routine but hovered next to them. Probably for the best considering the last time he had accidentally kissed Kasey on the cheek instead of Leo, totally not noticing until he got to the middle of the floor once more, glancing behind himself to see if he had actually just done that. He had ran back over when he saw Kasey scrubbing at his cheek with a look of disgust. After Finn peppered several kisses to Leo's lips and told Kasey to 'delete that kiss' (which Kasey assured he was trying to) he had run back. 

Alex's voice was inaudible over the music but Logan could still make out the utterly confused - ''Did you just kiss my husband?''

To which Finn had just promptly replied. ''Accidentally and on the cheek.'' Alex went to reply but was quickly distracted by Nat and Lily once again swaying their hips as they slowly got lower to the floor.

Now though, Finn's brows were furrowed, looking over towards the kitchen. Before Logan could question him, he spoke, his voice terse. 

''They're still talking? Who even is that?'' 

Leo and Kasey's conversation died at how annoyed Finn sounded - their Finn, Gryff's sweetheart Finn O'Hara. 

''One of Layla's friends. We met her at Lex's Christmas thing. Ellie, I'm pretty sure her name is,'' Leo said. 

''Well, Ellie needs to back up.'' 

''Woah, Harz, what'd the poor girl ever do to you?'' Kasey asked with a laugh. 

''Apart from flirting with my boyfriend for over an hour, nothing.'' Finn practically pouted as he folded his arms over his chest, his eyes still on them in the kitchen. The three of them followed his gaze, seeing Regulus and Ellie talking animatedly with their hands, Regulus throwing his head back and laughing at something she was saying.

''Flirting?'' Leo asked sceptically. 

''Yes!'' 

''Babe, if it's bothering you, why don't you go over and say hello,'' Logan suggested. 

Finn's brows raised as he considered it. ''Show her he's taken, I like that plan.'' Logan was going to point out that wasn't exactly what he was going for and that it was already all over the news that they were together but decided to instead just accept the kiss to his temple as Finn headed over.

 

 

''I think you're being missed.'' 

Regulus smiled at Ellie's comment, unsurprised when a strong set of arms wrapped around his waist, lips pressing to his cheek a second later. 

''Hey Harzy, having fun?'' he asked. 

Finn agreed. ''Figured I'd come over and say hi. I can't see you from the floor.'' 

''It's packed, I'm not surprised.'' Regulus gestured to Ellie. ''You remember Ellie, Layla's friend.'' 

''Hi,'' Finn said, his smile warm if not a little tight. He may be annoyed but he was still Harzy. 

''Hiya, it's nice to see you again. I know you aren't on the clock right now but my girlfriend would kill me if I didn't congratulate you on her behalf for,'' she waved her hand to Regulus, ''well, you know.''

Finn blinked. Girlfriend. Oh.

''Thank you. We're lucky we managed to snatch him up into our madness.'' Ellie and Regulus both chuckled at his comment. ''Your girlfriend, is she here?''

''No, she had to work the night shift unfortunately. Trust me, she's fuming, you're her favourite player.'' 

Oh. 

It took only another two minutes for Finn to completely be filled with guilt that he had been so irritated by her. She was lovely. They ended up taking a photo together that Finn posted on his Instagram, Ellie's girlfriend tagged in the caption saying how she had to make it to one of the parties some time so he can get to meet her. After Ellie had thanked him for the brownie points that would get her, she let them go when Layla reappeared, Cole in tow, as she called her to join them.

They walked over to Logan, Leo and Kasey hand-in-hand, Finn a touch sheepish. 

''Ah, you successfully stole our boyfriend back from the evil woman's clutches,'' Logan teased. Regulus looked over his shoulder at Finn who was pouting at the jibe. 

''He was convinced she was flirting with you,'' Kasey explained. 

Regulus laughed. ''We spent most of the time talking about how much her girlfriend loved him,'' he said, nodding his head at Finn. 

They all got a good laugh at that then settled, Finn trying to entice Regulus to join him on the dance floor, relenting at his promise of after he finished the drink in his hand in the name of getting some liquid courage in him. He sat on the floor next to Kasey, his head leaned back against Leo's knee.

It was when the song that the Lions had all labelled as Finn's anthem came on that the four of them sat to the side joined their partners in the centre of the floor. There was a build-up to the chorus and everyone in the house screamed the lyrics along with Pitbull. Finn had an arm slung around Logan's shoulder, the other holding the cold beer they had brought him. 

Party like a rockstar.

Check. 

Look like a movie star. 

Double check. 

Play like an all star.

He's literally Finn O'Hara.

Fuck like a porn star.

Regulus scoffed, rolling his eyes when Finn winked at him during the line. The next thing he knew, Regulus was being tugged into his chest, Finn ducking so he would be able to hear him. 

He ran his tongue along his teeth, his brows furrowed a little in the centre as his eyes narrowed a fraction. He was asking a question he already knew the answer to. 

''You don't think I fuck like a porn star, baby?'' His grin was feral. Regulus felt himself flush hotter than he already was from everyone being packed so close together. His grin only grew. He leaned in further so his lips brushed Regulus' ear. ''You've got a perfectly good bed upstairs I can remind you on, if you've forgotten. Could make our own little movie, hm?''

In retaliation for him doubling down on his teasing, Regulus nipped roughly at his neck. His smug expression died as soon as it appeared when Leo's voice was suddenly in his other ear.

"Watch it." 

Regulus' head ducked before he could stop it. His split-second attempt to hide it was to press a kiss to the spot he'd bitten. Finn's lips brushed his hair in response, his arm around his waist giving him a squeeze. His flush remained for a while, notable only to those who looked for it due to the dimness of the lights. He felt better though when, despite Natalie's impressive styling of it, Kasey seemed to get a similar telling off for something Alex had also shot him a look for. The blond had given Natalie a gentle, submissive kiss then had shuffled through the few people between himself and Alex to murmur into his ear, his lips brushing a spot just behind it, his nose nuzzling into the red hair there as Alex smiled at him.

After a while of dancing, the clammy sweat had Regulus closing the back door behind him with a grateful sigh at the cold air biting against his rosy cheeks. He sat on the edge of the patio, taking a deep breath and smiling a little at the bright laughter echoing even over the booming music. He stayed out there, letting the cold cool him gradually. 

"Found you." Regulus froze, his hand poised halfway to his lips. Laughter echoed, this time from the man behind him, the door closing softly once more. "Don't look so worried, it doesn't bother me." Regulus relaxed at Logan's reassurance, continuing his hand's path to slip the cigarette between his lips, breathing in as Logan settled beside him. "I'm just annoyed we've been freezing our asses off outside to smoke when we could've just been doing it inside." Regulus chuckled around his next breath out, letting Logan slide it from between his fingers. He pulled a face when he took a drag. 

"What? Prefer menthols?" 

Logan shook his head and handed it back. "Well, yeah but we usually smoke weed whenever we smoke." Obviously, within their occupation, smoking on the regular was a no-go - unless they wanted Coach Weasley to murder them - but every now and then was fine. They weren't due for another substance screening for almost two weeks, no doubt Arthur waiting as long as possible to allow their bodies some time to cycle out anything they may or may not have ingested in some form over the holidays. He was realistic; he knew most of them were young and they were rich - things happen. As such, smoking at a New Year's Party wouldn't hurt. It was probably do them some good actually, considering all the media attention on them recently. And Regulus couldn't deny, the sight of Logan's deep red lips wrapping around the filter and the thought of having a lazy day in and getting high with his boyfriends in bed was awfully appealing. 

Logan seemed to read his mind if his grin was anything to go by. It faded when his lips pouted, parting slightly. Regulus willed his hand not to shake as he brought the cigarette to Logan's lips for him, their eyes staying locked as he drew a deep breath in. Turning his head when Logan's hand urged him to, Regulus slid his free hand along the small of Logan's back as he leaned in. He parted his lips when Logan's brushed his, breathing in the smoke Logan breathed out. He held it for a few beats then blew it out to the side. 

"Fuck." Logan snorted, rising on his knees and slinging one leg over Regulus', slowly settling in his lap, his hands on his shoulders. 

"Nice, right?" Regulus nodded. 

They passed hits back and forth, kissing away the smoke between them until the cigarette was burned down to just a nub between Regulus' fingers. He stubbed it out against the frost on the wall next to them, chucking it into the ashtray tucked into the corner of the patio space. Logan tipped his head back a little, letting Regulus trace his lips lightly along the surface of his neck. It was only when a distinct shiver ran through him that Regulus spoke. 

''Cold?''

''Freezing,'' Logan confirmed. They headed back inside hand-in-hand, Logan humming at the rush of warmth when they did. After a short while of hunting, they found Leo and Finn in the kitchen. Finn was making more punch, the first batch running dry the closer they got to midnight. Leo, however, seemed to very much dislike this plan of him having to have his hands occupied with something other than touching him. Thus, leaning back against the counter and undressing Finn (more than he already was) with his eyes seemed to be his chosen payback and also seemed to be working.

Logan informed them of his new-found discovery which naturally made Finn's mind instantly spring to the same idea Regulus' had and led to Leo reassuring him that he could have told them regardless of whether they smoked or not.

They returned to the floor and danced until midnight, more people joining the mass the closer it got to the countdown. Sirius, a very drunk, giggling Remus tucked under his arm, balanced precariously on the coffee table, a countdown to midnight on the large TV on the wall. The pair screamed the seconds away, everyone joining after scrambling to find a drink, any drink, to toast the New Year - literally anything if Nads and Kuny simply chucking two straws in the pitcher containing the remainder of the quickly-dwindling punch was anything to go by.

Regulus stood behind Logan, the man leaning back heavily into him, laughing giddily moreso than actually counting. Leo and Finn flanked him, their arms tangling around Regulus and Logan and clasping together in front of them. They were laughing at something, Finn's forehead resting against Leo's shoulder as they both chuckled as they screamed along with their Captain. 

The roar when the clock turned to midnight was immense, the noise whiting out Regulus' senses as he knocked back the shot Finn had got them all, wincing just a little before Logan was spinning in his arms and kissing him wildly, his arms flung around his neck. Finn's hand cupped his cheek after Leo's fierce kiss, turning Regulus' head to look over his shoulder and kissing him just as firmly as Logan had, a messy tangle of teeth and tongues and lips. Leo and Finn twirled Logan and Regulus to swap places, making the two break out giggling again as they hit the men's respective chests. Leo's large hands cupped both Regulus' cheeks, tilting his head up towards him. Leo kissed firm yet surprisingly slow, his tongue licking along Regulus' then over the roof of his mouth. 

''À l'étage,'' Regulus breathed into his mouth, pressing up onto his toes to chase the feeling when Leo pulled back. His blue eyes flicked between Regulus', a bright smile growing on his face. He kissed him again, briefly this time when he spotted Sirius and Remus, still on the coffee table, Sirius basically being climbed by Remus and seemingly loving every second of it if the way his hands were clutching at him were anything to go by. 

Leo brought Regulus' back to his chest, turning the both of them towards Finn and Logan, his smile catching their attention. 

''Allez, commençons la nouvelle année du bon pied.'' Logan looked nothing short of ecstatic, turning back to Finn to translate.

''No need,'' Finn stopped him. ''I know his bedroom voice when I hear it.'' Leo chuckled at that, pressing another biting kiss to Finn's lips. They wound their way through the crowd as one, smiling at everyone they saw and accepting hugs and cheek kisses as they went. 

They only faltered their determined path to the staircase when they caught sight of Evgeni and Jackson in the corner of the hallway, bathed in shadow. Evgeni had his back against the wall, Jackson pressed as physically close to his body as he could get, his hands seeming to have long since pushed up and under his shirt. Nads and Kuny usually ended this way - drunk and tangled together away from everyone else. Everyone knew, no one mentioned it. Whenever they decided there was something to tell and whenever they wanted to tell it, they would. Until then, they would pretend the occupied shadowy corners were unoccupied save for the dark. 

During their almost sprint from one end of the second floor to the other to reach the stairs leading to Regulus' room, they broke into tipsy giggles when three figures came out of Sirius and Remus' bedroom. 

''Reg, where the fuck is the bathroom?'' Natalie asked. 

Regulus pointed to the door at the end of the hall, tipping the front of his imaginary hat at the thanks he got from the three of them in return. Their laughter only got worse when a rather drunk Alex and rather drunk Finn gave each other an approving high-five before Kasey promptly yanked Alex into the bathroom. They couldn't blame them, Alex was flying back out in a week, they were likely squeezing in as much time with him as possible before then. With a yelp, Regulus landed against Leo's back, realising after a moment that Leo had actually just thrown him over his shoulder and began jogging up the stairs.

Leo fumbled with the doorknob, getting it open and flinging it wide, Finn and Logan stumbling through it and landing on the bed, Logan tucked under Finn's body. An insistent leg wiggle from Regulus spurred Leo back into action, entirely distracted by the sight in front of him as Logan flipped them so Finn was now underneath him.

Regulus' breath escaped his chest as he thudded down onto the blankets, immediately swarmed with the spicy musk that was very Leo Knut as the man settled on top of him. He arched up into him, whimpering at the weight of him above and his lips pressing against his. A hand grabbing his jaw had him turning his head, pressing into the kiss Finn brought him into, the man humming into his mouth as both Leo and Logan attacked his neck. Regulus' head spun with a mixture of alcohol and the dizziness that always seemed to come with being amongst his boyfriends. He kissed whoever was there when he was guided from one person to another, more than happy to let Finn and Leo move him. 

When he next blinked his eyes open, he was laying back against Logan's chest, strong behind him, Logan's teeth nibbling along his ear pleasurably. Leo and Finn were knelt at the end of the bed, Finn's hands tugging at the back of Leo's hair roughly, Leo's hands not much gentler as they roved over Finn's bare torso. Regulus' eyes drifted closed, Logan's lips trailing down the side of his neck. 

The time continued passing in flashes. Leo laid back against the bed, Finn's mouth swallowing down his cock, his sweats barely pulled down his thighs. Logan's hand pressing against the front of Regulus' jeans then in no time at all slipping into them after the restriction of his belt had been undone. Then his eyes flying open at two tongues dancing along the most sensitive parts of his own cock. Logan chuckling in his ear, enjoying every sound and gasping whine that escaped his lips, sucking marks into his neck to help Leo and Finn draw more of them out. 

''Please do that again,'' Regulus gasped, lifting his head from where it had dropped back against Logan's shoulder a while ago to peer down at them. Leo obligingly looked up at him as he slid his tongue back over his balls while Finn's tongue ran circles around the weeping tip. Regulus choked on his next sound, his head flinging back onto Logan's shoulder, his fingers digging into his thigh against his hip. ''Merci, merci, merci,'' he whined. 

They brought him closer and closer, Logan's fingers raking along his nipples over his shirt. 

''Fais-moi mal.'' He was pleading for it before he had even processed the thought. A second later, Leo's tongue disappeared, Finn's still lapping along his tip. The question of where his mouth had gone was answered by the sharp sting on Regulus' inner thigh, the distinct feeling of teeth digging into the sensitive skin there. He gasped, writhing under the feeling then arching against Logan as he came. 

His entire body sang, numbness tingling in his limbs as Finn's gently took him through it. Logan grunted into his ear, his hips grinding into the small of Regulus' back then froze for a moment, shuddering then and coming undone against him. 

There was another moment of his head swimming pleasurably then Finn was leaned back against the headboard, his hardness pressing against the front of his sweats, his hat (Logan's hat) askew on his head. 

Regulus scrambled to settle between his legs. 

''Hey now, you look like you're stumbling and you aren't even on your feet. Come kiss me.'' He did as Finn asked without a second thought, settling knelt at his side and kissing him slowly, his mind melting at the feeling of Finn's talented tongue brushing against his, soft and teasing, seeming to be aiming to make his brain more muddled. 

With his attention so solely on Finn, Regulus took no heed to Logan avidly taking Finn's cock down his throat, swallowing over and over as Leo's hand in his hair controlled his tempo. He forced him to go slowly, taking him deep for a few long seconds then bringing him back up before changing to a quick up and down motion that had spit slipping from Logan's lips. Finn's brows furrowed as he forced himself to keep his moans in lest he have to break his lips from Regulus' at the feeling and Leo's sinful praises about how beautiful Logan looked messy and drooling for cock. Finn's hips thrust up roughly, Logan gagging at the sensation but swallowing nonetheless when cum began filling his mouth. 

A glance told Finn that Logan was being more than taken care of with Leo flitting about him, wiping a soft cloth along his lips, kissing him slow and sweet.

Eventually, considering Regulus was also technically a host, they headed downstairs, the party still as lively as it had been before they had disappeared. Alex, Natalie and Kasey were in the kitchen, their still rather flushed faces showing thy hadn't long since returned either. Leo handed them all a glass of water in the name of trying to battle the hangover before it began. People gradually left in small groups until the early hours of the morning left only those who lived in the house, the Cubs and Alex, Nat and Kasey who had accepted Remus' offer of staying in one of the spare rooms instead of getting an uber so late.

They decided the mess would absolutely be a tomorrow afternoon problem and all filed upstairs. Regulus' bed had gone cold since they were last in it, leaving him pouting and tugging Finn to lie on the mattress and promptly curling up against his chest, humming at the warmth. Leo, having carried Logan up the stairs at the man's request, just flopped back next to Finn, flicking a blanket over Logan and almost instantly falling asleep.

 

"The idea of being somewhere dark, quiet and surrounded by sharks sounds great right about now."

"The aquarium really was a wonderful idea."

"Nnngh."

Regulus laughed despite the throb it caused in his head. "I'm gonna take that as an agreement, angel." He kissed Logan's temple when the man rested his cheek on his shoulder then handed him two painkillers and a glass of water. Finn, sat backwards on a chair at the kitchen island, watched them with a smile, accepting the kiss Logan gave him when he crossed the small distance between Finn and Regulus.

"Order up," Leo said, sliding four plates on the island filled with bacon, eggs, sausages and basically any other greasy breakfast food imaginable. Regulus noticed one plate had a couple extra hash browns on than the others. His silent question was answered when Leo pushed it towards his seat when he joined Finn and Logan at the island.

"Hey," he said quietly, hooking his finger into the top of Leo's sweats when the man moved to take his own seat. Leo turned to him with a smile, petting a gentle hand through his hair. His smile only grew when Regulus just tilted his head up for a kiss, pressing one to his lips that lingered a little longer than usual. "Thank you for breakfast."

"You're welcome, gorgeous." He placed one more kiss to his forehead then sat down to eat. Logan, Regulus found out, was not only snuggly when tired and/or drunk but also hungover. He ate with one hand, the other tangled with Logan's in his lap.

Regulus, not for the first time, scorned his shower not being big enough to fit all four of them at the same time although was definitely grateful for the fact it could fit two of them comfortably. Finn did nothing but steal kisses the entire time they were in there, the soapy makeout it lead to no doubt being his aim. It seemed Leo and Logan had the same idea considering they had decided to pass the time lying back on the bed sharing lazy kisses when they emerged from the bathroom.

If they kept this up, Regulus wondered how they would all mange to actually get anywhere. While trying to focus on getting dressed instead of other certain distractions, Logan caught his eye from across the room, the small, secret look in his eyes reminding Regulus of what else they had planned that day. Excitement boiled in his stomach, making him have to force back a smile and return his gaze to his clothes lest either of their boyfriends caught it and figured out their carefully crafted surprise for the New Year. It was certainly going to be an eventful day.

Chapter 26: Dinners, Dates and New Years

Summary:

Helloooo my darlings!!
I'm so sorry it's so near the end of the month I wanted to get it up nearer the start of this week but I got the flu :/
anywho I hope you enjoy nonetheless loves <333
~9,000

Finn shut the door behind himself, jogging over to the car where the three were waiting.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry." He buckled himself back in, pocketing his camera that he had only realised on route to the aquarium that he had left at home. "Photos of the sharks are a must," he explained. Regulus was excited to see him in his element, he'd seen several photos he had taken, either hung up around the house or when Finn had let him scroll through his SD cards when he was uploading some photos to his computer, but never actually taking them. From what Logan and Leo had said, it was a sight to behold.

Regulus followed the directions he was being told to the place that had been deemed suitable for Regulus' first aquarium experience. His mouth physically dropped open when he saw the size of the place, expecting a smaller establishment for a chill date. 

"Jesus Christ, looks like a hotel." 

"Only the best for a date with you, darlin'," Leo replied instantly. Regulus resisted the urge to meet the gaze he could feel on him in the rearview mirror, pulling into a parking space instead. 

"If I ask to at least split the ticket cost, are you going to argue with me?" he asked, angling himself in his seat as he removed his seat belt so he could see them all. 

"No, actually, we're going to split it four ways," Logan answered, giving a pointed look to Finn and a less-than-discreet kick to Leo's shin when the pair seemed silently opposed to it. They had obviously discussed it. Regulus, after the duo had given their - begrudged - affirmations, leaned over the centre console to kiss Logan sweetly, smiling into it. 

"Merci beaucoup." Logan, looking a little flustered, simply shot him a small wink, the four piling out the car. Finn must have been right about the rush hours, the queue for the tickets was surprisingly only a couple minutes' wait considering the size of the place. Leo, in true Leo Knut fashion, snagged one of the brochures from the entrance display, thumbing through the pages until he found the map detailing what was where. 

Upon Logan's request, Leo handed another one to him. Logan flicked through the rest of it until his eyes caught onto a closing display, an extra payment for an immersive walk through an entirely glass tunnel surrounded by the aquarium's inhabitants. The boys would all love that. He looked around for the Front Desk the brochure informed him he could purchase the tickets from. 

"Hey, I'm gonna use the bathroom, I'll be two minutes." The three of them headed over to the giftshop a little ways from the reception area, rounding the stalls further into the shop and effectively hiding Logan from view. 

Regulus looked around at all the little tidbits the store had - various different forms of what seemed to be the favourite animals they had there. Finn was hovering by a tall cylindrical stand, spinning it slowly to see all the postcards they had, displaying landscapes, animals, a mixture of the two; he seemed entirely enraptured by all of them. Regulus blinked away, realising he'd been staring and flushed despite himself, shuffling to another stand. After a long few minutes of the four of them milling about in the store, Logan obviously flicking through the different books they sold, and them calling each other to hold up various items to show, they left, deciding to double back later to buy anything they wanted on their way out, lest they have to carry the bag around the entire time.

 

 

 

 

 

''Oh my god, Peanut, I think I've found your twin!'' Regulus and Finn turned from where they were reading the sign displaying all the fish that were in that particular area to see what Logan was pointing at. He heard Finn smother his laugh just as he saw which fish Logan was talking about. Regulus grinned but managed to withhold his snort. Really, the resemblance was striking.

''Not an only child after all, it seems.'' Leo replied, his tone purposefully dry. It made Logan chuckle and push up onto his toes to kiss his cheek before glancing at the fish once more and giggling. Leo just hummed, despite his own smile, squeezing Logan's hip. 

That began a game of trying to spot fish that resembled the others. Finn's was easiest after a streak of bright red caught Regulus' eye, zipping past at an almost unnatural rate. Yep, something with that much energy, definitely Finn's twin. Regulus' swam by in a wave of fluttery, elegant fins, a shoal of deep black scales gliding through the water. After a few sentences trying to persuade Logan that the turtle tucked into a corner munching its way through a pile of green leaves and looking half-asleep was him, Finn arguing that he had quite literally fallen asleep everywhere and anywhere on multiple occasions, Logan relented, agreeing that okay, maybe there was some similarity. 

They headed through the large doorway that opened out into a room filled with boards describing different whales and other large marine life, a giant glass screen covering the entirety of one wall, a realm of blue behind it. 

Finn made a happy noise, whipping his camera out his pocket again and rushing to the glass. The few other people milling around there chuckled softly at his obvious excitement. Leo, smiling at Finn's figure, wandered over to the closest of the boards, a soft glow illuminating the words enough to be read but not enough to ruin the light blue ambience of the place. Regulus appeared at his side a second before he took his hand. Leo remained unfazed, opening his hand out to Regulus without skipping a sentence, offering his hand to him to take. Instead of the familiar cold of Regulus' fingertips, there was the scratch of paper against Leo's palm. He flicked his eyes over to Regulus but the man was already walking over to a different board, the quirk of his lips still clear nonetheless. 

Glancing down, Leo turned the piece of card in his hand so the picture was no longer facing down. His sharp cough rattled in the quiet room. He held a hand up in silent apology when heads flicked in his direction, styling it out as a mere tickle in his throat. Logan was looking at him, doing absolutely nothing to hide the smirk on his face. He shot him a wink then turned, his hands in his pockets to join Finn at the screen. Leo looked down once more, angling the photo to the light after checking there was no one nearby to see it. 

Logan and Regulus had begun tame - a photo showing their faces and bare chests down to their ribs. Regulus' lips were resting along Logan's jaw, his teeth worrying the skin there. Logan's lips were parted in a moan, his eyes closed as he tilted his head back, his fingers visible in the dark curls at the back of Regulus' head. Leo wiped a hand over his face, slipping the Polaroid into his wallet. He tried to look relaxed and subtle as he headed over to Regulus, slipping behind him and kissing the back of his neck in a gentle affectionate display. 

''Part of our New Years' gift, I'm guessing?'' he mumbled. 

''Maybe. You'll have to wait, won't you?'' 

''I suppose I'll have to.'' He kissed Regulus' cheekbone then glanced over to Finn where he seemed to be having a similar crisis, scattering between staring at the photo, checking no one was too close to be able to see it and looking incredulously at Logan who was simply smiling sweetly at him. Leo was intrigued to know what was shown in the photo he was handed. His eyes met Finn's, his eyes narrowing a little in a question that Leo nodded too. Yep, I got one too. He watched Finn's chest rise and fall with a heavy breath and pocket the Polaroid with a small shake of his head at Logan's gleefulness. Regulus stuck pretty close to Leo after that - the man would guess it was a fraction of doubt or discomfort, a slight dash of insecurity that kept him close to Leo's calming reassurance. So Leo kept Regulus' hand cradled in his, his thumb tracing along his knuckles, pressing kisses to his temple whenever he seemed a little skittish. Regulus relaxed soon enough, back to enjoying the experience, excitedly pointing out all the things he thought was interesting or pretty.

Just when they had spent hours touring slowly through each area, they had seen everything. Regulus looked sad to be leaving, wanting to see it all over again. That was when Logan lead them to a large doorway, the doors heavy like cinema doors, meant to block all the sound in and lock everything else out. Four tickets got them through the doors, Logan getting large smiles in return for the surprise and kisses scattered across his cheeks. 

Regulus' face when they entered the blue-lit tunnel made their hearts squeeze. Due to it being the last walk-through of the day, it was only them and two other couples, a young pair and two older people, winding their way slowly through the tunnels in the direction the arrows were guiding them. Regulus turned on the spot, his jaw lax as he took in the makeshift sea around them. He grinned at the first sight of a whale, swimming slowly above them. If he was able to take his eyes off his surroundings, he'd know he was being looked at with the same wonder and appreciation. Logan ran his fingers over the face of the watch on his wrist, like he could feel the engraving on the surface below. 

They followed Regulus through at his pace, stopping when he stopped to watch something pass by, jogging through to see something he spotted in the distance. He grinned the entire way through. Logan, tucked under Leo's arm while Finn dutifully snapped shots of things Regulus took the most interest in, smiled up at the blond, accepting the kiss he bent to give him. 

''I'm so glad we brought him here,'' Logan whispered. 

''Me too,'' Leo smiled, turning his gaze back to Regulus, his hands on the glass as a shoal of glimmering fish swam by. 

''He deserves to be this happy all the time.'' Regulus heard that, Logan's voice louder than it had been. He smiled at them then and Logan realised at the same time that Leo and Finn did. He was this happy all the time. His smile was brighter, wider when he looked at them despite his amazement at his surroundings. A few quick strides had Regulus in front of Logan. They were alone in this section of the tunnel, the others having gone through at a consistent pace and probably a few sections ahead of them by now. Hands braced on Logan's cheeks, he drew him into a slow kiss, Logan's hand that wasn't around Leo's waist settling on Regulus' hip. 

He pulled away, his hands still cupping his face. 

''I am. Because of you.'' Logan kissed him again, softly, then watched as he jogged over to where Finn was snapping a shot of some turtles. Leo chuckled at Logan's slightly dazed look then guided them to follow in their direction.

 

 

 

 

 

Regulus was still beaming as they headed back towards the entrance. 

''That was amazing.'' 

''Ever been to a planetarium?'' Finn asked, his hand in Regulus'. Regulus shook his head. 

''We'll go for Valentine's, how about that?'' Regulus just laughed, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

''Do you guys wanna go get in the car and pay for parking? I wanna grab some things from the gift store.'' Finn argued against Leo for a moment, saying he wanted to get his postcard. That was until Leo named the exact one Finn was going to buy, assuring him that he'll get it for him. Finn kissed his cheek and the trio headed out. 

Leo jumped in the passenger seat minutes later, a bag in hand. He rifled through and handed Finn his postcard, Leo had double-checked the size, ensuring it would fit in the little box Finn kept all his keepsakes in. He handed Logan what he'd brought him, the man's brows furrowing a little considering he hadn't asked for anything. He smiled when he saw the hardback Leo handed him, full of art and photos. He would have to reshuffle his bookshelf so he could have the cover art facing out. Leo smiled, already seeing the cogs in his head turning. 

Regulus was in the driver's seat, watching the pair of them with a faint smile. He turned his gaze to Leo when the man handed him the bag. Inside was something soft, Regulus pulled it out and glanced to find Leo looking bashful. 

''Figured you had your bunny at yours, may as well have one at ours too.'' Regulus looked back at the stuffed blue whale, then back at Leo and smiled. Leaning forward to kiss him. 

''Merci,'' he whispered, his cheeks a little flushed. With the gifts back in the bag, Regulus slid his hand into his own pocket, slipping out two more white squares and handing one to Leo and one back to Finn, both face down. 

''You two are gonna fucking kill me,'' Finn groaned, taking a breath before flipping it over. He blew the air out through his nose, leaning his forehead against the headrest of Leo's seat in front of him. Logan and Regulus just chuckled, turning to watch as Leo took a similar breath then glanced at his. The first thing Leo looked at after was his watch, groaning at what it said. They would literally have enough time to go home, change into some other clothes then they would need to head straight to the Dumo's. Their laugh was gleeful at his inner turmoil. Regulus swivelled in his seat, turning to sit properly as he started the car. 

''Happy New Year,'' he sang. He got two grunts in return that made Logan snort. 

 

 

 

 

Naturally, it seemed everyone in Gryff was driving around while they were trying to get home, leaving them with maybe ten minutes to get ready and go. The boys were downstairs, Leo grabbing the flowers they had stopped to get on the way home for Celeste, she always liked them for her table, they were worth the extra time since they weren't particularly going anywhere fast anyways. A phone buzzed on the kitchen island as Regulus bound down the stairs, buttoning up his shirt as he did. 

It was Finn's. 

''Harzy babe, someone's texting you,'' he called. 

''Can you check it, please? It might be Celeste.'' Finn was retying the ribbon holding the flowers together, refusing to let them be handed over with a crumpled bow from their rushing.

 

18:32 Jax: We'll go there the next time you're home, relive some old memories from when it was just you and me x

 

Regulus did a double-take, his lips turning into a grimace. 

''Babe?''

''It's not Celeste,'' he replied, hating the tremble to his voice as he called back to Finn. He pocketed Finn's phone as well as his own and met them at the door. He smiled warmly in response to the grin Logan gave him, pecking his cheek as he went past him, handing Finn his phone. Finn didn't glance at the screen, merely pocketing it and picking up the flowers, everyone heading out the door, Logan shooting Dumo a text that they were on their way. 

Regulus was silent the entire way to Dumo's, the boys putting it down to being anxious for his first family dinner with Logan's adoptive parents. Dumo had text Logan the night before wishing him a Happy New Year and letting him know that it would only be Adele and Katie there out of their kids, they planned to take up Cole and Layla's offer to take the kids out so they could have a peaceful evening meal but Katie and Adele had outright refused to go. Adele, as the oldest, remembered growing up while Logan was in the house the most, he was, for all intents and purposes, her big brother. Katie, while being only seven, doted on Logan, she had never really remembered a time where Logan wasn't there and, Logan would be the first to admit, he doted on her even more so. 

Finn only checked his phone when it buzzed again as they were pulling into the drive. He read the previous text still on his lock screen. His eyes widened, his gaze shifting to Regulus' in the rearview mirror. Regulus looked away as soon as their eyes locked, unbuckling his belt and getting out of the car, not bothering to look if Finn replied to what he was sure was another of Jax's messages. Before Finn could speak to him, Celeste was opening the door, Logan rushing to her for a hug. Finn's anxiety slipped from his face, replaced with a smile as he side-hugged Dumo and then handed the flowers to Celeste, who patted his cheek warmly then hugged him. 

Finally, pictures of dark curls and pale skin stopped flashing through Regulus' mind, replaced instead by a steady, familiar anxiety of the dinner awaiting him. He welcomed the hug Celeste pulled him into and greeted Dumo as he usually would if they were at the rink together. Bounding little feet echoed as soon as they were through the door, Logan having an armful of the girl a second later.

''Chouchou, don't tackle him,'' Celeste laughed. But Logan was chuckling, holding Katie tightly. 

''I missed you, Tremzy,'' she giggled, the name coming out more like 'Twemzy'.

''Moi aussi, ma fille.'' Logan held her on his hip, wrapping his free arm around Adele when she came wandering over. ''I missed you as well, you need to stop growing, making me feel old.'' Adele rolled her eyes but her real emotions showed through in the way she clung tightly to him. Despite all that was going on in his head, Regulus' heart softened, a gentle smile on his face at the interaction. Celeste ushered them through to the living room, assuring them that dinner only needed another ten minutes.

Dumo came in with wine and glasses, handing them out then filling them generously. Katie abided by Dumo's request that she sit next to Logan instead of on top of him so he could drink without spilling it everywhere. 

''You're together now, right?'' Regulus started mid-sip, realising Katie's question was directed at him.

He forced himself to swallow then almost choked. Leo saved him without skipping a beat. ''Yeah, it's the four of us now.'' 

''Are you in love?'' Dumo made a soft noise, not necessarily chastisement, just a quiet request for her to be mindful.

''Very,'' Regulus smiled. She seemed pleased with that answer, giving a little nod and smiling up at Logan. They listened to Katie chatter away in the giddy, excited little kid way that she usually did, all of them making avid conversation with her, answering every question with the utmost attention. They herded around the dinner table, Leo and Finn insisting that they could carry in the food and that Celeste should sit. Logan and Regulus tried to offer but were told to sit - Regulus being that he was a first-time guest and Logan wasn't going anywhere without Katie attached to his hip. 

Celeste was sat at the head of the table, Dumo to her right and Katie on her left, most likely to keep her within reach and make sure she's actually eating instead of just chatting. Logan, of course, was next to Katie, Adele on his other side. Leo had taken a seat next to Adele - the pair had been talking quietly together in the living room about something Adele seemed passionate about. Regulus had never seen her so lively, classic teenager, he had already seen, but the excitement on her face was bright when Leo conversed with her. Regulus was next to Dumo, Finn on his other side. He could feel Finn looking at him, his eyes intently on the side of his face. 

They passed warm platters of food around, Logan helping Katie with hers, not skipping a beat before cutting up the meat for her into small pieces while he answered Dumo's questions about how his parents were. Regulus slipped easily into helping chirp Logan, well, Quebec, considering both Regulus and Dumo were originally from Montreal. Adele laughed with them at a particularly quick quip from Regulus, earning a look of mock-betrayal from Logan. Halfway through dinner, Katie had ended up on Logan's lap, Logan assuring Celeste it was fine as he simply dragged her plate over and continued eating around her.

''When you first got here, Tremzy used to talk about you all the time.'' Logan made a noise of disagreement around the food in his mouth. Katie's brows furrowed at the almost lie. ''Yes you did,'' she argued. ''You used to sit outside with Papa and say how great he was and that you were worried he didn't like you and that he wouldn't want to be friends with you.''

''Katie,'' Logan groaned, ducking to hide behind her head and away from Regulus' intrigued raised brow. Everyone at the table was chuckling - Adele with understanding, she'd probably heard several conversations that were similar, Celeste and Dumo knowingly, having been on the receiving end of many of those worries and Leo and Finn being absolutely sure that there were many more of those that no one had overheard. 

''You wanna know something?'' Regulus said to Katie, his voice dropping to a fake whisper. She nodded eagerly. ''Mrs Loops was so sick of me talking about Tremz and how great he was over Christmas that she threatened to put me in time out.'' 

''Non!''

Regulus gave a solemn nod, glancing up from her face to Logan when he felt his gaze. He was smiling softly at him, almost in awe at how well he was getting along with her - Katie was picky, particularly about her Tremzy. Regulus dropped him a gentle wink when Katie turned to her mother to ask if she had ever put Logan in time out for talking about Regulus too much. Logan flushed, busying himself with his food. 

''How do you think I felt?'' Dumo argued. ''I had to listen to him pine over Nut and Harz then when I thought that was finally over, it was Reg.'' 

''Hey, you were the one that encouraged me to take my time and figure my feelings out.''

''You already had it figured out, you just wouldn't do anything about it.'' 

Logan stuck his tongue out at Dumo, earning a hearty chuckle in reponse. 

''Well, it all seems to have worked out fine in the end, hm? Look at you all now.'' As always, Celeste was right and everyone said so. The woman only shrugged a shoulder, calling it her 'mom powers' and took another sip of wine.

It took Regulus until the end of the dinner to realise that the topic Adele and Leo got along so well about was Blues music. Regulus watched them interact, both listening intently to the soft music playing throughout the house when it was one they both recognised, Adele rolling her eyes once more but suppressing a laugh when Leo sang a chorus into a parsnip. Leo smiled as he chewed, pleased to have amused Adele. He caught Regulus' eye, the man observing their interaction. His eyes were so filled with love for him that Leo's heart stuttered a little. He stretched a long leg out to brush against Regulus' foot, careful that it was Regulus he reached. It would be fine if he accidentally reached Finn but god forbid he got Dumo instead. The light flush and gentle press back told him he had got the right person. 

Celeste relented after dinner and let Regulus help clean the table. Finn scurried to help him with the plates, loading the dishwasher with him. He lightly grabbed Regulus' elbow to turn him towards him when they were done. 

''I'm so so sorry, baby,'' he whispered, looking intently at him. Regulus let out a breath. 

''It's not your fault, I just--'' He shrugged half-heartedly. 

''I know, I know. I don't want you to be upset about it, sweetheart. It's nothing to worry about, okay? I don't want you worrying,'' he specified. Regulus nodded, pushing up onto his toes and kissing Finn gently. Finn sank into it, almost grateful for it, stealing another peck before they headed into the living room once more. 

They stayed until it was pitch black outside, long after Adele had taken Katie up to bed; not before several last hugs and promises that he'll be over again soon. Regulus had tried to contain his smile when Katie asked him specifically if he'd be coming over again with the boys considering he was a Cub now. She seemed happy when he had assured her he would be, giving him a tight hug around his shoulders from his seat on the sofa then toddling off towards the stairs after saying goodnight to her parents. Adele stopped on her way to follow her, saying her own goodnights, smiling warmly at Regulus.

''Congrats on getting stuck with this lot,'' she joked. Regulus laughed brightly, thanking her and saying she could take Logan off his hands whenever she felt like giving him a break from the constant sarcasm. She agreed with a genuine laugh before following Katie. 

''Not like you aren't just as bad with your sarcasm,'' Finn pointed out to which Leo replied with a mumble of 'sassy Canadians' and a shake of his head.

With Leo promising Celeste that he had only had half a glass of wine and so he would be perfectly fine to drive home, they said their goodbyes, thanking them profusely for dinner and waving the entire way out the driveway.

 

 

 

 

 

''You two need to stay downstairs for a few minutes.'' 

Leo, who had just been about to comment on how exhausted he was, just about remembered to lock the car behind them all in his haste to get inside. Finn didn't seem much better, kicking his shoes off then busying himself with getting a glass of water so he didn't go chasing after the pair that disappeared upstairs whispering between themselves. They both flicked their heads round to the stairs when Logan peeped his head around the corner, holding two more white Polaroids out to them. Leo got them from him, stealing a kiss as he did. He handed one to Finn on his way in, the two sharing a look that had Leo's stomach heating. Before Leo could peek at the photo, Finn was grabbing his shirt, tugging him in for a heated kiss.

Leo's hands slid instantly around Finn's hips, reaching to grab handfuls of his ass and lift him up and onto the counter. They pulled away, Finn's lip drawn between Leo's teeth and springing back. They turned their photos over, the breath being punched out of them at the miles of bare skin and tongues and teeth on show to them. 

''Happy damn New Year, baby.'' Leo hummed at Finn's whisper. 

''How long do you think a few minutes is?'' Regulus' voice came a moment later, calling them upstairs in a floating, sultry tone. They couldn't keep the smiles off their faces when they saw the scattered trail of rose petals from the top of the stairs into Finn's room. When they entered, the room was empty save for a small array of petals on the bedsheet, two more Polaroids laying atop them. With a smile, they grabbed one each. Feeling breathless once more, Leo did a double-take. Finn seemed to notice at the same time as Leo did, a soft groan escaping his lips. 

At first glance, it was a photo of Logan and Regulus knelt side-by-side, lace panties stretched over their hips and round the globes of their ass. It was only when they paid closer attention that they saw the panties weren't plain, the embroidered 'O'Hara-Knut' along the back in swirling letters clear once they knew they were there. 

''That's...doing more than I thought it would.'' It was Finn's turn now to mumble his agreement, his eyes honed onto the image. 

''Nice surprise?''

They both turned, words drying up at the sight of them in the same attire as the photo leaning against each other at the doorway. Logan was stood behind Regulus, his chin perched on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around his waist. 

''Very nice surprise. Our names look good on you.''

''We thought they might,'' Logan smiled. He turned his head further into Regulus' neck, keeping eye contact with the pair as he brushed his lips against the skin there, kissing his way up to Regulus' ear. The man hummed, drawing his lip between his teeth at the feeling. 

''What--'' Finn cleared his throat. ''What are the rules this time?''

''We should be the ones asking you that.'' Regulus' comment caught their attention instantly. 

''We figured we had our fun last time. Tonight, we do whatever you want us to.'' Logan's comment, however, drove them insane. They both chuckled at the pair looking almost awestruck at the idea. ''If you haven't got anything in mind, we can occupy ourselves while you decide,'' Logan teased, trailing his hands across the ridges of Regulus' abdomen, splaying his fingers and gently inching his fingers towards the band of the underwear. Even Finn looked to Leo, the blond noticing instantly. It did little to help his current situation, knowing that not only could he have Logan and Regulus submissive at his feet but Finn too. Well, Finn wouldn't kneel in position like the boys but he seemed to be in the mood to gladly submit in his own ways. Finn wasn't often in the mood to entirely submit, happy to listen to Leo and enjoy getting told what to do by him and it's not like a little praise from him didn't go a long way, of course, but the way he was looking to him for something involving the boys...he was definitely in the mood to have Leo direct the three of them tonight.

''Come here and turn around.'' They moved without a second thought. 

Leo ran his thumb over the ridges and bumps of the lettering, his other hand resting on the curve of Regulus' hip. Finn wasn't much different, staring at the words as he traced the backs of his knuckles down the line of Logan's spine, the faint touch making Logan's breath heavier, goosebumps spreading across his skin as he shivered. 

''You can all pick one thing each you want to do tonight. The rest, I decide.'' Leo got three nods in return. ''Colours.''

''Green.''

''Green.''

''Green.''

''Lo, you first.''

Logan would absolutely be most likely to already have something in mind. Leo was sure he keeps a stock full of ideas for occasions such as this.

''Want m--''

''Now, now, that's not how you ask for things, is it?''

Logan shook his head instantly. ''Sorry, daddy. Could I have my mouth full for a little while?''

''To help you slip, darlin'?'' Logan nodded, distracted by Finn's thumb digging into the dimples at the base of his spine. 

'''Course, baby. Fish?''

''Can I watch for a bit?''

Leo thought for a moment then nodded, removing a hand from Regulus' body to press to the small of Finn's back in silent reassurance. He seemed to relax a little, leaning forward to kiss the base of Logan's neck where it met the top notch of his spine. 

''Regie?''

''Wax. Please,'' he rushed to add. Leo swallowed, struggling to steady himself as all his blood and attention rushed south. 

''Your wishes are my commands, amours. Angel, I'll get you comfy and kneeling by the armchair, in the meantime,'' Leo spun Regulus in his grip so he was facing him, ''I want you to kiss all those anxious thoughts out of Fish's head. Can you do that for me, princess?'' 

The two stepped towards each other instantly, Finn practically lifting Regulus into his arms as they easily slid their mouths together. Regulus' hands twined into Finn's hair, Finn's finding the letters once again, his hands large against Regulus' daintier form. He took Logan's hand in his and guided him over to the armchair, removing the cushion from it and setting it on the floor before the chair. Running his hand through Logan's hair, he massaged his scalp until he was settled, lax and leaning against Leo's leg where he stood next to him. 

''You're so beautiful like this.'' Logan turned his head a fraction, brushing his lips to Leo's thigh in a silent thanks for the compliment. ''Fishy,'' Leo called. He heard the pair separate, panting in each other's arms. ''Come sit, please.'' Finn did as he was told, dipping to give Logan's forehead a soft kiss that the man practically purred about. ''Angel, you're going to keep your mouth nice and full of Harzy's cock while he watches Regie and I, okay?''

''Yes, daddy.'' Logan visibly thickened behind the lace at the description. 

He watched as Finn shed his shirt, then his jeans, then his boxers, settling back against the plush armchair as Logan slipped his half-hard length between his lips and sank down gradually, leaning his cheek against Finn's hipbone as Finn carded his fingers through his hair. 

Leo braced a hand against the back of the armchair, leaning down to kiss Finn slowly, sliding his tongue along the roof of his mouth, along his teeth, groaning at the way Finn's tongue slid pliantly along his, only aiming to make the sensation pleasurable for Leo, not fight for dominance as he might usually. He pulled back just as slow, spurred on by the rustle of Regulus sat atop the bedsheet, whimpering and restless. 

Finn swallowed heavily, his eyes still closed as he licked his lips. 

''You don't come until I say so.'' Finn was silent for another few long seconds then nodded shakily, already full and heavy in Logan's mouth. He knew it would only get harder to handle as he watched the scene unfold, Leo would no doubt make it a sight to see. 

Regulus sat still and submissive on the bed, waiting and watching as Leo walked over to him, tugging his shirt over his head and unbuckling his belt, throwing it swiftly off to the side. He unbuttoned them, pulling the zipper down but leaving his jeans on, just releasing the pressure against his filling cock. He wrapped an arm low around Regulus' hips, resting against the small of his back, his fingers trailing over the letters once more as he held eye contact with Regulus. The man held steady for a few seconds, then glanced away, flicking his eyes down to look at Leo's chest instead. Leo's lips brushed along his hairline then down the line of his nose until their foreheads touched. 

'''Knut' is going to be somewhere in your name one day. You know that right?'' 

He felt Regulus smile even though his eyes were closed. 

''And O'Hara. And Tremblay.'' 

Leo smiled as well. ''Four last names would suit you - Regulus Arcturus.'' 

Regulus shook his head minutely, not enough to shift where Leo's touched him. 

''Three. Just yours.'' 

''Whatever you want, princess. Whatever you want.'' Regulus pushed up the centimetre it took for their lips to meet. Leo let himself be pulled down by Regulus' arms wrapping around Leo's neck, lying back against the bed as Leo's larger frame swallowed him up. They rocked together slowly, Regulus not letting Leo more than a few inches away before he was pressing up after him. Who was Leo to not sink right back down again. 

Eventually, Finn got restless. Leo heard him shuffling a few minutes before Finn caved with a whispered plea. 

''Leo.'' 

With one last deep kiss, Leo rose, his stomach twisting at the damp seeping through the lace between Regulus' legs. Dipping his head down, he brushed his tongue against it, Regulus taking in a sharp breath. He smirked up at Regulus, kissing his thigh gently then heading over to the wardrobe. He could feel Logan, Regulus and Finn watching him as he walked, the shift of his spine, the movement of his shoulders, the flex of his arms as he tugged the box out and rifled through slowly. 

''Pick a colour, mon coeur.'' 

''B-bleu.'' It was the first colour that came to Regulus' mind.

''Good choice. You always look so pretty in blue.'' 

There were two hums of agreement that made Leo smile. He set the two blue candles on the bedside table, tugging open a drawer and grabbing the lighter he had kept in there - god forbid he had to run downstairs and rustle through drawers everytime Regulus gave him the opportunity to use the candles.

He lit them both, making sure they were burning properly, letting the wax collect in the small glass jar that housed each candle. When Regulus was situated where Leo wanted him, knelt on the bed and angled towards the armchair, he carefully grabbed one, shuffling himself to kneel behind the man, guiding Regulus to rest his weight back against his chest.

At the first tip of the jar, Regulus' head flew back onto Leo's shoulder, hs lip being tugged between his teeth roughly at the heated wax on his sensitive, cold skin. Finn's groan was the thing, in the end, that made Regulus shiver. As much as he was hesitant to be the one to inflict pain on them, watching it was an entirely different story.

Leo alternated between long streaks of wax and a few small drips, mainly keeping the drips for when he aimed for more sensitive areas - like when he used a grip on Regulus' hair to tilt his head to the side and tipped some down the side of his neck. He manoeuvred Regulus to fulfil what he wished, moving his arm to pour some onto his wrist which made him squirm pleasantly, trace blue wax on his inner thighs, anything that came to mind. He switched out the candles and continued, painting Regulus' body in silence, having the only sounds in the room be Regulus' whines and whimpers and Finn's trembling breaths as he desperately tried to remain still in Logan's throat and follow Leo's instructions.

It was only when Regulus whispered a quiet 'yellow' that Leo blew out the candle, keeping it in his hold as he kissed his temple, petting his free hand along Regulus' side to calm him until he gave an almost unpercievable nod that he was okay. He had planned already to continue until Regulus' skin got too stimulated that it was becoming too much. Although he was glad for the opportunity to make sure Regulus would communicate that when it happened.

Replacing the candle on the bedside table, Leo glanced over at Regulus' giggle. He followed his gaze to Finn half-heartedly scowling at Regulus. Leo instantly knew that the absolute ruined appearance of the redhead was what cracked him up.

After checking Regulus was okay where he was at the moment, Leo headed over to them.

"Good boy," Leo whispered in Finn's ear, kissing his cheek when he reached them. Finn groaned even louder than before, most likely contemplating scowling at Leo but deciding against it.

He crouched next to Logan, shuffling a little closer when the man didn't seem to notice he was there, his eyes still closed as he leaned against Finn's thigh. Finn let out a small, affectionate hum at the sight, brushing his fingers along his cheek. That, Logan noticed, nuzzling a little into the sensation.

"Hi, pretty angel." Logan blinked his eyes open at the sound of Leo's voice to close by. He hummed in greeting, sending Finn's hand gripping at the armchair. "You're nice and floaty, hm?" Logan gave a minute nod, his head still leaned against Finn's thigh. "How about we get you comfy and settled on the bed? Your back and knees must be a little sore by now." Leo waited patiently as he watched Logan shift his focus to the rest of his body, the slight tick of discomfort in his brow showing when it processed. Leo actually felt a little bad for his boyfriend when he saw just how hard Finn was as Logan slowly slid his mouth off him, working his jaw gently to ease away the stiffness. 

Leo brushed his fingers over Finn's cock teasingly as he caught the string of saliva connecting his tip and Logans lips. 

"You asshole," Finn breathed, his teeth obviously gritted. Leo just gave a sharp 'tsk' that had Finn leaning down to place an apologetic kiss to the side of his neck, his nose brushing behind Leo's ear. Leo lifted Logan easily, the man clinging to him the second his body left the floor. 

"Head over once you can feel your legs," Leo teased Finn, sending him a wink when he gave a shaky thumbs up. 

"Daddy?" Regulus asked softly, clearly having waited until Leo had situated Logan against the pillow, fluffing a blanket over him to snuggle into. When he was that far under, he usually wanted to be warm, cosy and taken care of, previous plans be damned. Leo, as always, scrambled to get him whatever he wanted. For now, Logan was fine, Finn was shifting his feet to regain feeling in them (which Leo smiled at) but Regulus was looking a little unsettled.

"Yes, gorgeous?" 

"I know we're like...in the middle of everything but is it okay if you just help me get some of the bigger pieces off?"

"Darling, do you want it all off?" Leo asked directly.

"Oui, please. If that's okay?"

Leo got off the bed, walking to stand in front of where Regulus was still kneeling on the bed. "Of course, baby. Anything you want is okay. Always." Regulus seemed to relax at that, giving a nod in response. Leo went to work removing the wax along his neck first, working his way down. Finn padded over, however unsteadily, to help halfway through, giving the little bundle that was Logan a kiss on the head as he did. 

While Leo was just finishing removing the last few pieces from Regulus' thigh, a familiar sound made him glance up. Regulus had a hand resting on Finn's chest, stabilising himself as Finn's large hand cupped his cheek, the two kissing languidly. Leo smiled, collecting the wax in his palm and quickly walking to throw them into the small bathroom bin. When he reappeared from around the door, Logan's head was peeking out from his blanket, looking for him. 

"I'm here, angel. I didn't go far."

"Too far," Logan disagreed. 

"'M sorry," Leo mumbled, kissing his forehead as he leaned towards him again. Logan shook his head.

"Non, I'm sorry. I'm just so fuzzy."

"You don't have to apologise, baby. You know how much we love seeing you like this and taking care of you. If you just want to snuggle here for the rest of the night, you know you can. Don't have to do anything you don't want to, darlin'."

Logan just grumbled happily in response, Leo kissing his head once more. 

Regulus was practically melted against Finn's chest, accepting the kisses and letting his hands roam as they pleased. Finn was still gentle with him, more so than usual, taking the time to slide his fingers reverently along his skin. Leo guessed it might have something to do with how quiet Finn had been at dinner, joining in with the conversation here and there but not nearly as abundantly as he usually did. Whatever seemed to have happened was quite clearly no longer an issue.

"Want you," Regulus whined into Finn's mouth.

"Alright, alright, sweetheart. I'll fuck you while daddy fucks me, how about that?" Leo pressed the heel of his palm to his cock as it throbbed. Finn wanting to bottom was pretty rare, Leo would be lying if he said he didn't jump at the chance whenever it was offered to him. Finn noticed the movement, the corner of his mouth quirking bashfully even as he guided Regulus to lie back on the pillows next to Logan.

He braced a hand on both of Regulus' thighs, guiding them to lie open against the mattress. Trailing his lips in a burning path that made Regulus writhe, Finn settled between them, leaving small marks along Regulus' hips as he eased the lace over them and down his legs.

"You're so fucking pretty, baby," Finn mumbled, his voice hoarse.

He took his time biting and sucking pink stains into Regulus' inner thighs, Regulus' whimpers and moans silenced not long after they began as Logan settled his lips over Regulus'. Leo had his palm pressed to the front of his boxers, his jeans now discarded on the floor as he watched the three before him with a hand braced on the bedside table.

By the time Finn had eased Regulus open around his tongue and fingers, there was a small puddle of precum on Regulus' stomach, the man having dutifully ignored his cock and focused entirely on Logan's sultry little kisses. Leo moved from his viewing spot, lube in hand, and passed it over to Finn as he rose and knelt in between Regulus' legs.

"You ready, sweetie?" Regulus nodded instantly, his legs spreading a fraction wider in invitation. Finn's breaths audibly shook as he pushed inside him, slowly easing himself further and further in until his hips were pressed flush. "Fuck, honey, you're so tight." 

"'M not. You're just big," Regulus disagreed, shifting his hips a little to process the feeling. Leo chuckled, thinking Regulus may have a fair point with how hard Finn was abdter being denied so long. And Leo also chuckled again, inwardly this time, at just how much harder Leo was about to make it for him. 

"Comfy, princess?"

"Mhm, daddy."

Leo knelt behind Finn, stretching his long torso over his body until his lips brushed his ear. "And are you ready, my love?" Finn unconsciously tilted his head to the side and Leo began peppering slow kisses to the shell of his ear, his hands resting motionless on Finn's hips. 

"Yes," Finn breathed in response. 

Leo's lubed fingers brushed against him, Finn's knuckles going white as they clenched around the sheets. Once again, Finn's breathy moans were silenced by Logan, the blanket still wrapped around his shoulders as he knelt by Regulus' side with Finn's face cupped in his hands. 

A part, a rather small part admittedly, of Leo felt a little bad for Finn being assaulted by all these sensations at once as Leo entered the heat of him. That was until Regulus spoke, his voice practically a whine in itself.

"Can feel you leaking inside me," he breathed, his nails digging into Finn's torso as he tried to not start grinding his hips against the cock inside him, desperate to give Finn some time to adjust to Leo - he knew taking the long length of the giant man wasn't a feat for the weak. 

"If you could feel you, you'd be leaking too."

The hinted-at compliment made Regulus giggle, a small whispered apology coming from his lips that were still turned in a smile when Finn grunted at the motion making him tighten. 

"Daddy, you'll basically be fucking them both at once." Logan hadn't spoken since that last interaction with Leo, more than happy to give kisses to whoever was losing their mind with pleasure at the time. 

"I will, angel." 

"Regie, someday you can fuck me then daddy can fuck us all at once." 

"Fucking christ," Finn groaned, no doubt the image crystal clear in his mind. "Move, please." Leo shuffled his knees underneath him to balance himself then eased his hips out of Finn. When his hips moved back into him with no resistance, Leo made the next thrust harder, more of a snap, jolting Finn inside Regulus as well. The synchronised moan from the both of them had Leo's mind reeling. 

"Lie back down, little one." Leo gave himself a mental pat on the back for how steady he managed to make his voice sound. Logan did as he was told but looked at him, his head tilting in question. "You were practically swaying on your knees, I feel better with you lying down." At that, Logan nodded, understanding that he was just worried. His hand shifted underneath his blanket, easing under the lacy waistband to cup his palm around his hard cock, rocking his hips against the solid surface in languid rolls as he watched his boyfriends before him.

With Leo fucking into Finn avidly and Regulus rolling his hips to meet each of them, Finn was the only one lying still, keeping his face tucked into Regulus' neck as he moaned louder and louder as the dual sensations built.

"I'm so fucking glad we don't need condoms," Finn grunted through gritted teeth. "You're so warm inside, princess." Regulus made a little sound as he blushed, quickly distracted however by the next firm thrust from Leo's hips.

"Harder, please," Regulus whined, "if-- if--"

"Yeah," Finn mumbled. Leo adjusted his position, bracing his hands just above Finn's shoulder instead of on his hips like they had been. The angle change made Leo let out a noise that was practically a growl as Finn tightened wildly around him as his tip hit his prostate.

"Tell me if it's too hard, love," Leo panted.

"'S good. I can take it." Leo heard the faint smile in his voice, the hidden challenge.

Regulus' noises seemed to be driving everyone crazy, they grew louder and louder the closer he got, Finn's cock hitting all the sensitive spots inside him. Leo couldn't blame him seeing as on top of that he was the only one that could clearly hear Logan's small whimpers near his ear. 

On Leo's next thrust in, Finn's hand flew back to grab at his back. Leo stilled as the hand seemed to be urging him to. The sudden movement was explained when Finn rutted into Regulus a few times, effectively also fucking himself on Leo's cock at the same time. He let out a strangled moan as he shuddered, Regulus whimpering at the feeling of Finn filling him with cum. Leo's brow raised a fraction while he petted his hand up and down Finn's arm; he couldn't remember the last time Finn had an orgasm that lasted this long. 

If Leo was in his position, he wouldn't be able to handle anything after that. With a gentle word of warning to Finn, he eased out slowly when the man didn't stop him. His hips bucked roughly into Regulus when Leo slipped out from inside him. 

"Sorry, sweetie," he panted. Swallowing audibly, he pulled out of Regulus, flopping down next to him as Logan shuffled out the way for him to do so. Leo wasted no time replacing Finn inside Regulus, only spurred on by the pleading look Regulus gave him, shifting his hips desperately against the bedsheet. 

He picked back up to the pace he had been at, taking care to fuck out every sound he could from Regulus' lips. It took little for them both to come, Regulus coming with a cry, his cock still lying untouched against his stomach even as he painted the surface with cum. 

Leo was close, so so close. The edge was there, the time limit of when it would start getting too much for Regulus looming over him. A faint sound had him looking to his side, quick enough to catch Logan's eye right before his lips parted with a silent moan as he came into his hand. That sight was plenty. He tipped his head back as he added to the mess inside Regulus, his heart thudding in his ears.

Eventually, everyone's breaths began slowing one by one, enough so that someone shuffled to no doubt get a cloth and some water. Leo peeked an eye open to ask Finn for more than one cloth, most likely going to need it for Regulus alone. However, it was Logan gradually wiggling out of the blanket and sliding to the edge of the bed.

"No. Sit." Logan froze, peering over his shoulder at him. "I know you heard me." Logan shuffled back onto the bed, blinking up at him. Leo whispered quietly to Regulus then slid out when he nodded his head.

"You know better than to get those things, angel," Finn agreed, leaning up on an elbow, guiding himself upright even as his legs still tingled.

"Wanted to help."

"I know, baby, but it's not your job. It's mine and daddy's job, you know that. Thank you for offering but could you give Regie a cuddle instead while we're gone?" At being given a different job, Logan smiled, nodding and replacing Finn next to Regulus, brushing his damp curls back from his head.

"Thank you, darlin'."

Finn grabbed the cloth while Leo made his way downstairs to get the water, longer legs and all. When he next walked into the bedroom, Finn had cleaned Logan's thighs and hand of cum, moving into the mess between Regulus' legs. Leo handed a cold bottle to Logan, giving an approving nod when he'd drank a good portion of it, knowing Logan's eyes lingering on him were searching for that alone.

"I know, princess, almost done," Finn soothed Regulus. He was being honest, finishing up less than a minute later and moving to throw the cloths into the hamper. Regulus drank half a bottle, handing Finn the rest while Leo accepted Logan's bottle off him, chugging some down to wet his dry throat.

When they were all settled on the bed, legs and arms tangled together, Leo spoke.

"That was an amazing surprise. Thank you, loves. You treat us so well."

"Back at you."

"Back at you."

They chucked at their synchronisty for a moment.

"No, Peanut's right, you spoil us. Especially if those Polaroids are keepsakes," Finn assured.

"They are," Regulus sang with a smile. Of course they are.

Chapter 27: Cuddle fucking, mugs and texting

Summary:

Hellooo dearies!

i hope september is treating you all well thus far!!

down to the nitty-gritty - this is like porn, fluff, porn, fluff, angst....heavy on the angst at the end so if you're feeling fragile wait until you aren't. IT IS PURPOSEFUL THO THIS IS ONE OF THOSE TIMES WHERE ITS THE PLOT PART OF THE PORN WITH PLOT!!!

also whoever gets the beetlejuice reference, i love you <3

again, lovies, enjoy as always (if youre like me and love the painful burn of angst) this will continue onto september #2

~8,000

oh and fuck jaxson :) x

After dragging themselves out of bed, they had brushed their teeth and pulled on some comfy bed clothes, Finn, of course, running down to make Logan a hot drink to soothe the ache to his throat that would no doubt make itself known. At Regulus' sweet request, he grabbed the bag from the aquarium that had been haphazardly balanced on the counter, bringing it upstairs. Handing Logan his drink and removing the tag from Regulus' whale, Finn climbed into bed alongside them, Leo instantly tucking him under his arm. 

Logan sipped on his drink while Regulus flicked through the pictures Finn took that day, his eyes almost comically focused on the small camera screen. Finn promised he would be uploading them to his computer at some point the next day and that Regulus could have a look out for his favourites on a bigger screen then. He leaned across Logan's lap from his place by the wall to press a loving kiss to Finn's lips at that before continuing to flick through, offering comments here and there about his favourite bits. Regulus fell silent, scrolling a few photos forward then a few back then looking up at Finn through his lashes, his eyes narrowed as he fought to keep his smile off his face. 

''What?'' Finn chuckled. 

''You took pictures of me.''

''I've taken hundreds of pictures of you, baby. What's new?''

Regulus pouted. ''I didn't know you were taking these ones. I look stupid.'' There were three mumbles of protest at the comment. 

''No, princess, you look gorgeous. I took those because of the look on your face, you were having fun and you could tell that you loved it. I love that look, I'd like to have that look in my SD card. But, if you don't want me to keep them, you can delete them.'' Finn managed to look begrudging even saying it aloud. 

''I suppose that's a good reason to take a photo,'' Regulus mumbled shyly, continuing his perusal of the camera roll. 

Finn's grin was blinding. ''Thank you, baby,'' he said cheerily. Regulus didn't reply but his blush said enough. Logan finished his drink, still leaned slightly back between Leo's legs while Regulus took note of what would most likely be a favourite come tomorrow. When his yawning got more regular, Leo slid the camera from his grip, facing little resistance other than Regulus glancing at him briefly before he handed it to him. Leo scooted over when Logan wiggled in between him and Finn, the man smiling and snuggling so far down into the blankets that his hair was the only visible part of him. When Regulus was comfortably cuddled against Leo's side, his whale under his arm, Finn flicked the lamp off, rolling onto his side and throwing an arm across them all over the covers.

 

 

Regulus grumbled in his sleep, grabbing the blankets around him against the chill. There was an indistinct whisper then a radiator-like warmth behind him that he hummed at. He buried his nose into the arm that slid beneath his head, breathing in the smell. It was Finn. He smiled, nuzzling in further. The arm over his waist squeezed in response, tugging him in closer so he was pressed snug against Finn's chest. 

They lay together in silence, during which Regulus figured out that Leo and Logan were absent from the bed, the quiet sounds of the TV downstairs explaining their whereabouts. Finn let out a sigh of a breath down the back of Regulus' neck, his nose brushing it before his lips did. 

"Mornin'," he mumbled.

Regulus shivered at the feeling, at the rasp of his voice. The number of times he's woken up beside them, cuddled with them, cooked with them, a thousand mundane things and they still make his stomach heat at the smallest acts. 

"Morning," Regulus whispered back. 

"Still cold?" Regulus stretched his neck against the pillow, a silent insistence to Finn. The man paused for a moment then chuckled softly. "I'll take that as a no." He kissed down Regulus' neck, the hand tightening even more so around him, grabbing his hip and pulling him back as his own hips ground forward. Regulus could feel him through both their sweats, hardening slowly.

"I need you," Regulus whimpered.

"I know you do, baby." Finn gently eased his arm from under Regulus' head, slipping it under the blankets with his other to ease Regulus' sweats down from his hips. ''There you go." They were kicked off down to the bottom of the bed before there was a shuffling from behind him as Finn's joined his. There was the slide of the bedside drawer opening, the close of it again followed by the click of the lid opening. 

Regulus' mouth dropped open into a silent gasp, turning his face into the pillow slightly to muffle the breathy noise that escaped his lips as Finn slid two fingers inside him. The resistance was barely there, unsurprising after the evening before. Finn wasn't in the mood for teasing this morning apparently, searching for his prostate with firm touches to ease Regulus open with pleasure, getting him to loosen around him. He sucked marks into the skin behind his ear, a mix of teeth and tongue that were utterly maddening to the man paired with the sensations of his fingers. 

When he was gasping and writhing against him, his grip tight on the pillows, Finn slid his fingers out, slicking himself quickly, struggling to have anymore patience while his boyfriend was relaxed and pliant beneath him.

He was flush inside him in moments, settled to the hilt and leaning his forehead against the back of his neck, taking deep breaths to avoid ending their morning activities so early. 

Finn held Regulus underneath his chin, tilting his head towards his shoulder to look at him. He always did enjoy seeing the pleasure on his face - ninety percent of Finn's pleasure came from seeing them enjoy the pleasure he was giving. Their lips met although it was less of a kiss and more sharing breaths between them, panting into each other's mouths as Regulus rocked back to meet him. 

"Finn," Regulus whined. 

"I know, princess. Me too." Finn's hips bucked against his own will, Regulus squeezing around him as the sudden roughness. His teeth caught Regulus' bottom lip, biting along it to give that slight sting he knew Regulus would enjoy, the sharp edge of pain with the overwhelming lull of pleasure along the rest of his body. 

"Deeper, please," Regulus gasped, writhing to get Finn deeper inside. 

Finn slid his hand from resting atop Regulus' hip down to wrap his fingers around the back of his knee, drawing his leg up to Regulus' chest. He shifted once Regulus took over, holding his leg to his chest as his eyes rolled at how much bigger it made Finn feel inside of him. Shifting again, Finn knelt with a knee either side of Regulus' still stretched out leg, their hips meeting so much closer this way. 

"'S that deep enough for you, baby? Is that what you wanted from me?"

Regulus' moans were punched out of him in time with Finn's thrusts, little whimpers and pathetic whines that had him flushing at how desperate he sounded. 

"Yes, Sir."

"Tell me," Finn grunted, holding onto Regulus' body as he got closer, the tightening of Regulus' hole around him drawing his orgasm quickly. 

"You're giving me what I wanted. Thank you, thank you for giving your cock to me, Sir." Finn moaned outwardly at that, panting as he shuffled his hands to brace themselves around Regulus' head, his body encompassing the smaller man's underneath him.

"Oh fuck," Finn breathed, moreso to himself as his eyes fluttered at the onslaught of pleasure as Regulus reached down to wrap a hand around himself, his hand shaky as he did. "Gorgeous boy," he mumbled, leaning to brush his lips to Regulus' temple. "You're taking it so perfectly for me. Always taking what you get like such a good boy." 

Regulus let out a strangled moan, his lips moving as he tried to form sentences though his jaw kept falling lax with pleasure. 

"It's okay, love. Come whenever, I'll come with you." Finn's voice broke with a shaking groan. "Fuck, baby, you feel amazing." 

Regulus came first, trembling against Finn and moaning out broken pleas as Finn's hips sped slightly then ground to a halt inside him, filing Regulus with a groan. They caught their breath, panting together until they could breathe without it being a ragged heave inwards and outwards. 

Finn stayed inside of him as he returned to lying next to him again, the pair almost in a doze as the warmth lulled Regulus back to relaxation. A phone buzzing insistently on the bedside table had Finn groaning, reaching behind himself to pat around. Regulus hummed at the slight discomfort of Finn sliding out of him. 

"Sorry, honey," he whispered, brushing a kiss to his shoulder.

"Who's texting you this early?" Regulus mumbled, humming when the warmth of Finn reappeared at his back. 

''Jaxson."

Regulus nose scrunched despite his eyes still being closed. ''Who's died to have Nads texting you at this time on an off-day?" 

There was the gentle sound of Finn's fingers on his phone screen for a few seconds before he answered. "Other Jaxson. My Jaxson." 

Oh.

"What does he want?"

"Just asking when Lex and I are next heading back home." Finn's voice sounded distant, distracted, but Regulus could hear the smile on his face nonetheless. 

Regulus left him to it for a few minutes, telling himself he was being a little crazy for being annoyed at that. They were hometown friends, he couldn't exactly be mad at Jaxson for simply wondering when he would be returning, especially considering he also asked about Alex. If Finn was smiling he was obviously comfortable, alluding to there being a pleasant lack of insensitive flirting this time. That was progress he supposed. 

"'S cold without you close, cuddle." Finn was still laid next to him but was rolled onto his back, freeing his hands to use his thumbs to text. 

"Just a minute, baby. I can't text if my arms are full of you. You know I struggle enough as it is to keep my hands off you." Well, he wasn't wrong. He waited a few more minutes then shuffled to the edge of the bed, kissing Finn's shoulder on his way. He headed into the bathroom and cleaned himself up, brushing his teeth before pulling on the boxers he'd grabbed on his way. They fit snug on his hips but were a little loose on the thigh where the fabric had been stretched over time. Logan's then. 

Finn was sat up when he exited the bathroom but was still on his phone, his elbows braced on his knees. 

"Hey, where you going? Thought we were snuggling a bit longer."

"Gonna go help with breakfast." Finn hummed in acknowledgement but didn't elaborate. Regulus headed downstairs, finding Leo and Logan together on the sofa, an episode of the show they were watching together playing on the TV. 

"Hi darlin'." Leo smiled at him brightly, in the way that eased Regulus' chest a little. 

"Hey." He gave Logan the kiss he pushed up from Leo's chest to steal then settled behind Leo, the man leaning back against him. 

"Breakfast should be almost done, the timer's set. You hungry?" 

"A little," Regulus admitted. "Would rather stay here cuddling though." Leo hummed his agreement, kissing the arm Regulus had over his shoulder, his hand resting in Logan's hair where he lay on Leo's chest. 

"As much as I love what we do, the thought of going back to practice every day is torture." Leo laughed at Logan's comment, his current position making him very inclined to agree. 

They remained in silence for another few minutes before Regulus spoke again. 

"I've got an appointment with Heather tomorrow by the way." 

Logan and Leo both craned their necks to look at him, Leo's hand coming behind himself to rest atop his knee. 

"I didn't know you were struggling, mon coeur," Leo said softly, his thumb tracing patterns along Regulus' bare skin. 

"Oh, no. I'm fine, don't worry," Regulus chuckled. "It's just a check up. She likes us to have an appointment a month even if everything is going well, just to keep on top of everything. You know, in case." 

"Oh," they both chorused, looking very relieved that there wasn't something gravely wrong with their boyfriend that they didn't know about. 

"You'll probably be out while me and Lo are helping Noelle move into Talker's place then." Regulus had forgotten that was tomorrow. 

"Poor Harzy left to occupy himself," Regulus smiled. 

"He'll most likely curl up with a book the entire time," Logan pointed out. That was very true, it was Finn's default response to anything. 

Speaking of him, he came jogging downstairs a second later, grinning brightly at them. He flopped down after he gave the three of them sweet kisses where Logan tucked his legs out the way, replacing them on his lap when he was sat. Logan groaned a little, stretching his leg out more to Finn when the man's fingers began massaging his calf. 

"That feels so good," Logan mumbled. 

"There's been a lot of that this morning," Finn said. Regulus tried to figure out a way to wack at him but realised he couldn't reach with his arm or leg. Instead, he settled for sticking his tongue out at him from behind Leo's head, bringing a hearty chuckle out the red-head. 

"Oh so that's what you were both taking your time doing," Logan mused. 

"And you two were awake first and just kept everything PG, huh?" Finn teased. 

"Well, he didn't say that," Leo smiled. Regulus chuckled, burying his nose in Leo's hair and giving a gentle kiss to his head. 

"You smell really good," Regulus whispered.

"I smell good?" Leo squeezed Regulus' arm as he spoke. 

"Mhm, think it's your shampoo." Regulus' voice was muffled but Leo could make it out. 

"Well, Lo's shampoo," Leo pointed out. Regulus hummed. Well, yeah. They all used Lo's shampoo, it was the only one they still brought on a weekly basis. Lo did not fuck around when it came to his hair. 

If Regulus wasn't as hungry as he was, the timer going off might have been a bad thing, purely on the basis of interrupting their very nice early morning cuddle session. However, Regulus was starving and jumped up with a peck to Leo's temple to start getting the food out the oven. As always, the plates were already lined up on the counter, meaning Regulus just had to start dishing up the various items on the trays onto each plate. 

Finn and Logan worked as a dynamic duo toasting and buttering some bread while Leo flicked the kettle on to make the warm drinks. The quiet was comfortable, broken by little laughs as Finn tried his hand at throwing the toast from the toaster onto the plate where Logan was buttering them - doing a surprisingly good job in all honesty - while Logan waggled the butter knife at him trying to tell him to stop. The effect was entirely lost through his laughing. 

Regulus got the final tray out the oven, giving a little happy gasp when he saw they were hash browns. He dished them out in twos, pausing when there was an extra on the tray. 

"Yours, baby," Leo explained as he passed him, taking the mugs over to the table. 

"Merci," Regulus sang, happily adding it to his plate. "Okay, order up." Leo came back over to help carry two plates while Logan brought over the toast, Finn collecting condiments the might want as he headed over. Regulus instantly spotted where his mug had been set - a bright, ridiculous thing with 'I ❤ Quebec' in huge bold lettering, naturally, a gift from Logan. He had scoffed at it when Logan handed it to him, bright grin spread right across his face, but there hadn't been a morning since that he'd spent at the Cubs' he hadn't had his tea in it alongside breakfast. 

His mug was placed opposite Leo's, a matching piece to the apron Leo also wore religiously reading: 'Kisses to the Chef' in large letters, smaller writing underneath displaying: '(Sex also accepted)'. Honestly, if someone was going to find matching anything saying that, it was going to be Finn O'Hara. Speaking of, Finn's mug was placed next to Leo's. Upon first glance, it seemed to just be a plain black mug...until hot water was added. Then, it displayed a lovely photo of Logan and Leo that was taken at a beach trip a year or so ago, both of them fresh out the water and shirtless. (Regulus had a particular love for that mug). Finn said at least three times a week he needed a new one with Regulus on it as well, to 'keep his mornings blessed' he argued. 

Logan's mug, next to Regulus', was the most tame and the most sentimental. It was old, well-loved, with a chip or two but it was Logan's favourite. It had apparently been a gift from Finn in the early days of Harvard. With Finn's love for Pride and Prejudice and Logan's love for, well, Finn, Logan had asked every question you could think of about the novel, leading to Finn, in all his ignorant, just-entered-college-to-have-a-rather-attractive-roommate-that-he-was-obviously-just-friends-with state, had simply believed Logan also had a similar adoration for it. Hence, the mug with the elegant, worn scrawl of 'Most Ardently' on one side with the iconic landscape of Pemberly on the other. 

Regulus smiled at the sight of it, then at the sight of the three of them gathering around the table, eyes still slightly bleary with sleep in the early morning but smiling nonetheless, contented and happy. 

 

 

Logan glanced over at Regulus for the hundredth time, despite telling himself when he had reached about fifty that he wasn't going to again. He couldn't help it, he seemed off; he was quiet at the very least. He supposed it was likely the looming meeting with Heather. Even if he was doing well, Logan couldn't imagine that sitting there and talking about everything would ever be easy. 

Regulus met his eye, tilting his head a little in question as he chewed. 

'Bien?' Logan mouthed. 

Regulus nodded, taking a sip of his tea and licking away some grease on his lip before he leaned to give Logan a chaste peck. Logan settled then for the next few minutes, writing it off that he was probably right about it being his appointment. He noticed, during the few minutes of not staring at Regulus, that Leo was also watching the man. Granted, he was far subtler than Logan had been, flicking his eyes up from his plate to glance across the table while he was cutting something, while he was dipping something in some sauce, regarding the man over the rim of his mug as he sipped his coffee. 

It was in the midst of Leo doing this for the third time that his eyes also darted over to Logan, feeling his gaze. Logan just quickly darted his eyes to Regulus then back again. Leo gave an almost imperceivable nod as he replaced his mug on the coaster. 

I see it too. 

Then a slight nod of his chin. 

Do you know what it's about?

Logan twitched his shoulders. 

No clue. Logan checked to see if Regulus was watching, seeing he was laughing lightly at something Finn said to him. 

'Heather?' Logan mouthed again, his lips only moving as much as was necessary. 

Leo raised a brow as he brought his fork to his lips. 

Maybe, Leo agreed. He then gave Logan a comforting smile, not bothering to keep this movement minimal. Don't stress. We'll figure it out, whatever it is. Logan gave him a smile in return. 

'Love you' he mouthed. 

'Love you more,' Leo mouthed back. 

''I love you both too, if we're just throwing it out there." They both laughed loudly at Finn's comment, Regulus letting one out too, genuine and bright. Leo and Logan both set it aside after that, figuring that staring at him over breakfast wasn't likely to get them anywhere fast. Their suspicions that something was up was confirmed when Regulus finished his food. He seemed to pause for a brief moment before he picked up his mug and coaster, moving it close to Logan's place at the table. After that, he shuffled himself and his chair over too, cosying against Logan's side with his knees up as the brunet sipped his coffee, his food long since finished.  

"Hi, sweetheart," Logan said softly, kissing the top of Regulus' hair. Regulus just let out a pleased hum when Logan shifted his mug to his other hand, wrapping his arm around Regulus' shoulders, his fingers dancing along his bicep. "Let me know when you want the rest of your tea." Regulus nodded, letting his eyes close, his cheek smushed against Logan's shoulder. 

The weather outside that day was, frankly, terrible. Non-stop rain and whipping wind. There was no way that anything that needed to be done by leaving the house was happening that day. Thus, cosy day inside it was. 

It was when breakfast was over that Logan decided to volunteer himself and Finn for clean-up duty, the red-head of course instantly agreeing and collecting plates. Leo kissed Logan's temple as he went past, Regulus padding off into the living room when Logan assured him two would be enough to clean up. Regulus was sat on the sofa, remote in hand as he flicked through to see if there was something they could watch to start their cosy day. Leo sat with his back to the arm of the sofa, giving Regulus a bit of space just in case. 

That quickly proved to be unneeded as Regulus instantly moved to lie against Leo's chest, curling up against him. 

"Hey," Leo said softly, making Regulus tilt his head up on his chest to look up at him. There was no cloudiness in his eyes, no light fuzz to his clarity. This wasn't him slipping and wanting to be close to his dom, this was him being upset about something and wanting to be close to his boyfriend. Leo leaned down to kiss his lips softly, letting that be an explanation for why he had caught his attention in the first place. 

"I love you," Regulus said, nestling his head back against Leo's chest, continuing his flicking along the TV screen. 

"I love you too, Regie." 

 

 

Leo was driving himself mad, Logan could tell. Regulus nuzzled in closer and seemed to enjoy the light touches Leo dusted along his neck and shoulders, sometimes coming up to twirl a curl around his fingers. But if Leo's other hand so much as shuffled an inch up Regulus' thigh, the man squirmed, like he was trying to wriggle away from the feeling unconsciously. Since then, Leo kept his hand cupping Regulus' knee where he didn't seem to mind the touch and didn't let it stray again. 

For what felt like the fifth time in as many seconds, Finn's phone buzzed against the arm of the sofa, drawing Logan's attention from studying the dark-haired man intently. As with all the other times, Finn just typed out a replying message then set his phone down again. It was barely thirty seconds before his phone buzzed once more. Before Logan could ask who was so desperately keeping Finn's attention today, Regulus was standing. Logan and Leo blinked at each other as Regulus headed for the kitchen. 

They both relaxed a fraction at the flick of the kettle. He was making tea. Nothing disastrous about that per say.

"Babe." Finn hummed at Logan's garnering of his attention, clicking send and replacing his phone on the arm. "Was Regie okay this morning?"

"Yeah, he was fine. Why? Is he not now?" Finn looked confused. 

"Not sure, he just seems a little off. He has an appointment with Heather tomorrow so it might be that, but," Leo chewed his lip for a moment. "No, it doesn't feel like that's it." 

Finn considered that for a moment, thinking about how Regulus had been that morning and over breakfast. Apart from being a little cuddlier than usual, nothing had jumped out at him - he said as much to the two of them, keeping his voice in that same low tone they had all been using. 

"I wouldn't worry too much about it, loves. If there was something up, he would've mentioned it. I could imagine why he'd be a little finicky about seeing Heather, considering why he sees her, you know. It can't be easy." They both mumbled their own agreements to Finn's argument; he did have a point and they'd suspected that might be it anyway. 

The kettle flicked off a few seconds later.

"Hot drink anyone?" Regulus called. 

"I'd take another coffee, please, baby," Leo answered, rising nonetheless. He had finished their open tub of coffee granules this morning, the spare was kept in the cupboard above the stove, higher than Regulus could reach without struggling. 

When he entered, Regulus was shuffling some jars around where the coffee was usually kept. Just as he turned, no doubt to yell back in the direction of the living room if anyone knew where the coffee was, he saw Leo, giving a smile. He watched as the man walked over to the cupboard, watched as his shirt rode up when he stretched a long arm up to grab it, watched the long lengths of his fingers wrap around the jar and bring it down. He handed it to Regulus with a smile, the man working on scooping the two-and-a-smidge-more teaspoons of granules Leo liked while Leo grabbed the milk. 

He accepted the carton, adding a dash of milk into his own cup then a fraction more into Leo's, giving the liquid a stir while he let his teabag stew. Leo padded back over on soft feet after replacing the milk in the fridge. He was stopped abruptly by two hands grasping the front of his shirt and tugging him down. Instinctively, Leo caught Regulus around the waist to stabilise him as he thudded against his chest with a stumble. His tongue played along Leo's, the man replying in turn with gentle licks along it, softer than Regulus'. 

Leo grunted when Regulus' teeth caught his lip as they separated for barely a second before their lips were pressing together again. His hands tightened on Regulus' body, pressing him back against the counter as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss that much more. It was obviously what Regulus was aiming for when he arched into the kiss with a light moan, his hands grappling at Leo's shoulders through his shirt. 

They continued like that until Regulus pushed roughly at his chest, the two parting with a sharp pant. Regulus backed him up this time against the island, placing biting kisses along his neck as his hands untied his sweatpant strings. 

"Fuck, baby," Leo muttered, his head dropping back with furrowed brows as Regulus' palm pressed up against the length of him. "I need to put shit on high shelves more often." 

Regulus chuckled softly against the skin he had caught between his teeth. 

"You don't need an excuse. You can just ask me. 'Regie, baby, please suck me off.' I'll rarely be inclined to say no." 

Leo's breath escaped him with a strangled pant as Regulus' hand slid past his waistband to wrap slender fingers around his filling cock. 

"Regie, baby, please suck me off," Leo mumbled out. 

Regulus sank to his knees in a moment, Leo's sweats coming with him until they were settled at his mid-thigh. Leo had filled quickly, now almost fully hard and springing up to his stomach. Regulus, from the looks of it, wasn't one for preamble that day, striping his tongue along his palm and wrapping it around Leo to stroke him firmly. Leo grunted at the onslaught of pleasure, his hands gripping at the edge of the marble countertop behind him. 

Finn paused the TV for a moment, him and Logan glancing at each other when the all too familiar sound of Leo being pleasured reached their ears. 

"Seems in a perfectly fine mood to me," Finn joked, earning a laugh of agreement from Logan before they resumed the movie, the loudest of Leo's sounds still echoing over it. 

"Shit, sorry." Leo's voice was a mumble but sincere. And, apparently, unneeded as Regulus sank down almost to the hilt, making Leo's hips buck against his face once more. Leo didn't apologise this time, simply let Regulus take control and let his head drop back. He only looked down again when Regulus' mouth and hands disappeared. It was barely for a moment as, when he looked down, Regulus had him held in his hand again, his spit-slick lips sliding up and down the side of Leo's cock until it was practically dripping with it.

"God, that's perfect, baby, fuck." Regulus looked up at him through his lashes, the sight making Leo jump in his grip. 

"Do I look pretty like this?"
 
"So pretty, darlin'. Prettiest little thing I've ever seen," Leo replied, his voice breaking as he watched Regulus' tongue trace along a vein while he spoke. "God, I love you so fucking much." Regulus eyes fluttered closed at that, humming, pleased, with his lips still wrapped over Leo's length. It made Leo's thighs tremble as he choked off a moan. 

"I love you too," Regulus said against him, wasting no more time in taking him back into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and working both his hands around him, his touch now slick and maddening. 

It didn't take much of that for Leo to come with a grunted warning before he striped the inside of Regulus' mouth with cum. Nevertheless, his cock gave a twitch of interest when Regulus opened his mouth wide, his tongue inching a little out of his mouth to show Leo the sight of his covered tongue before he swallowed. He rose, pulling Leo's sweats back up to his hips as he panted, most of his weight leaned back against the island. He gave his lips a slow peck, letting it linger before he headed over to grab both the mugs. 

"Coming?" he asked sweetly over his shoulder, leaving Leo following after him on shaky legs, his face still stained red with a flush and his breath still coming heavily. 

Logan and Finn grinned at them as they came in, taking in the sight of Regulus' pleased face then Leo's absolute state as he slumped back onto the sofa. Finn's eyes locked with Regulus' after he had placed the mugs on coasters, then bringing his thumb up to wipe away a stray stain of white at the corner of his lips, sucking it off with a small 'pop'.

"You okay there, big guy?" Logan teased, prodding at Leo's thigh with his foot. Leo gave a weak thumbs up, his head still leaning back against the back of the sofa, his legs splayed before him. "Wow, you must be getting old if two orgasms in two hours gets you like this. You're supposed to be the spritely one, no?" 

"I'm still more than spritely with a paddle if you keep being a shit." Leo smiled at him through his chastisement, his pupils still blown and slightly hazy with all the good hormones running through him at that moment. Logan just giggled, making Leo's smile widen. Regulus chuckled along with the three of them from where he had curled up at Logan's feet, Leo spread out on his other side. 

The blond eventually sat up properly, his breath now steady and his flush calming. Regulus fanned his legs out in his lap, Leo instantly reciprocating the touch and dancing his fingers along his bare legs, from the tops of his feet to up to his knees. It was enough to soothe Regulus into a light doze after a while, his cheek resting on Logan's bent knee. 

 

 

Regulus barely woke when Logan shuffled from under him, moving Regulus to take his place lying back between Finn's legs. He snuggled into the warmth left by Logan's body, making Logan smile and kiss his forehead before heading towards their downstairs bathroom. 

In his dozing state, Regulus felt himself go gooey at Finn's touch through his hair, his fingers tracing patterns along the back of his neck. He pressed closer when Finn brought his other arm up to wrap over his shoulders, holding him snug against him. He buried his nose in Finn's stomach, breathing in the smell of him with a happy murmur under his breath. 

There was the faintest of chuckles. 

"Sleepy baby," Finn mumbled affectionately. "So pretty when you sleep. So peaceful and safe." He buried his hand in Regulus' curls, his fingertips pressing against his skull in soothing little spots of pressure that made sleep tug at Regulus once more, made him feel soft and sweet and comforted. Just as he was about to fall asleep, the touches disappeared. Regulus' brows furrowed as he grumbled unhappily, waiting for the touches to return. When they didn't, he grumbled again. "Two seconds, baby." Regulus brought his attention to the sounds around him, drawing himself out of his sleepy state. There was the soft sounds of Leo and Logan discussing which film to put on next as he came back into the room. Then there were the soft touches of Finn's fingertips on his phone screen, again. 

Regulus felt disappointment pang in his chest and he moved to shuffle away, into where he could feel the warmth of Leo near the tips of his toes. 

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm coming. I'm coming," Finn chuckled. His phone hit the arm of the sofa again. His arms wrapped around Regulus once more. Despite himself, Regulus felt himself relax, burrowing back down into his comfortable space with ease. "So fussy today," Finn whispered in a tease. Regulus ignored it, deciding to let sleep take him again. 

 

 

It was by the time dinner was done, after an entire day of shuffling everything to the side, that Regulus settled that he had full-blown hatred for that bloody black slab. Except the cute Polaroid Finn had at the back of it of the four of them goofing around before a panel, all suited and booted and pulling horrific faces at the camera through their bright smiles. That could stay. As far as Regulus was concerned, the rest deserved to be cooked to a crisp in the air fryer. 

"Didn't you grow up with a rule about no phones at the table?" Regulus speared a carrot on the end of his fork, chewing it with more force that was needed for the well-cooked vegetable. Finn looked up from his phone, settled on the table with the screen lit. In the brief silence that Finn stared at him, his own fork halfway to his mouth, the damned thing buzzed once more. 

If Regulus heard that sound one more time, he'd start asking Leo what brand the air fryer was and where he'd have to shop to buy him a new one. 

"I-- what?"

"Well, I'm guessing your parents didn't have the whole 'no joy, no smiling, no cheer' thing mine had going on at dinner but Hayley strikes me as someone to not want her son on his phone for the entirety of a family meal, no?"

Finn's hand slid back over to his phone, Regulus' eyes watching him with a look that pretty much dared him to type something. He just pressed his thumb to the power button, the screen blinking off. Regulus gave a small nod in thanks. 

The dinner continued quietly, Leo and Logan looking at each other, trying to silently decide if they should offer a comforting word. Based on the way Regulus was violently stabbing his chicken, that was a no. 

The sharp sound of Regulus' fork against the ceramic of the plate had them all freezing. It had been prefaced by yet another buzz from Finn's phone. Fork no longer in hand, Regulus had brought it up to his forehead, sitting there silently with his hand over his eyes. Anyone that looked would be able to see the frustration boiling under his skin. Finn considered moving to flick it to silent but figured no movement was probably better. 

He winced when it buzzed again. 

"What does he want?" Regulus snapped as it echoed. 

"Hm?" Even Finn would admit that was a little pathetic in terms of a response. He'd just never seen his boyfriend this wound-up before, even in a game, he got annoyed, yes, but he was fuming. 

"Jax," Regulus specified, spitting out the name. "That's whose been texting you all day, yes? This morning then all day today and now at dinner. Is he dying? I'm guessing he isn't dead unless he's very quickly mastered 'The Handbook for the Recently Deceased' and learned to use his phone as a ghost." 

"He's-- well, we've just been talking." 

"Talking?" 

Finn gave a nod, unsure of what else to say. Regulus stared at him for a long moment then picked up his fork again, continuing to eat without another word. 

"Reg--"

"Forget about it." He brought another piece of chicken up to his mouth, keeping his eyes on his plate as he chewed. Finn looked at Leo and Logan, his eyes wide and unsure. They both gave a warm smile, knowing even less what to say than Finn. 

 

 

Regulus finished his food first, rising, plate in hand to rinse it and place it in the dishwasher. He walked past the table again without another word and headed upstairs. 

"Please tell me either of you have a single clue what I've done." 

Leo took the question, Logan sagging a little with gratitude. 

"You've been on your phone a fair bit today but, honestly, baby, I'm not sure." 

"I was just texting him, I don't see the harm." 

"You can text whoever you like," Regulus said, coming back down the stairs, his phone and charger in hand. He walked past again and out of sight into the living room. Finn sat there, clueless, his mouth actually a little agape at Regulus' tone. It was only when the jingle of Regulus' keys sounded that they all looked up, their plates forgotten as Leo and Logan followed where Finn had bolted for the front door. 

"Where are you going?" 

"Home." Regulus tugged his shoes on, keys in hand. 

"What? Why?" 

"Because if I hear your phone go one more time I think I actually may become the rest of my family and go completely insane." Regulus tugged at the laces of his shoes, tying them quickly.

"I'll turn it off," Finn said instantly. "I won't answer, just, jesus. Reg, stop!" Finn grabbed Regulus' jacket from his hands as he went to pull it on. Regulus unlocked the door and went to go out anyway, his jacket forgotten in Finn's hands. 

It was only Leo's voice that made him stop. 

"Regie." He turned, stood just under the door, one foot in the house, one foot out. His skin was already forming goosebumps as the freezing breeze blew into the house. "The driveway is covered in ice, the roads will be even worse." He knew what Leo was asking without him needing to specify. A glance at Logan's face told him it was smothered with matching worry, his green eyes pleading with him to stay, purely for his own safety at the very least.

Regulus shoved past Finn, throwing his keys back down and kicking his shoes off before walking off, Finn left stood at the door, Regulus' jacket still in hand. 

Logan walked and took it from him, moving to lock the door again. Finn, with Logan's little whisper of 'go after him', went sprinting through the house, skidding a little around the corner with his socked feet on the wooden floor. It was Leo that noticed the slight shift of the muscles of Finn's shoulders before he had taken off. He gave a little sigh, holding his arm out to Logan, having locked the door and hung Regulus' jacket back on the hook. He tucked himself under it. 

The shift was Finn's tell. They both knew it. 

Finn was now as angry as Regulus was. 

 

 

"Hey!" 

Regulus didn't turn to look at him, continuing his steady pace through the house, heading for the stairs.

"I'm going to bed," he replied, his voice blunt and bland. 

"No you're not." Finn's confusion was clear in his voice, along with his frustration. He grabbed Regulus around his waist just as he reached the stairs. Regulus paused, one foot on the bottom step. 

"Let go." 

"I will if you agree to just talk to me for a minute." Regulus turned, his arms folded across his chest to hide the tremor of it as he breathed heavily in through his nose.

"What?"

"What do you mean me what? You what?" Finn waved his arms a little manically. "Jax is just a friend." Finn looked dead at him as he said it, his eyes wide and imploring him to believe him. Leo and Logan appeared a little ways behind Finn, giving the pair space to work it out but still being there, for the both of them.

Logan gave a wince, knowing that lack of trust in Finn wouldn't likely be Regulus' issue here.

"We know that, baby," he said. His voice was soft but still clear over the only sound in the house, the two of them breathing heavily as they stared at the other. 

"I know you two know that, but do you? I'm not interested in him, Regulus. There is nothing and will never be anything going on between us. Ever!" 

"I'm not worried about that," Regulus replied back, his voice rising to match Finn's. "This morning--"

"Oh, don't start with that. You didn't give a fuck about me texting this morning when you thought it was just Nads." 

It was Leo's turn to wince when he saw Regulus' face harden in the way Cap's had permanently been the first few months on the team. It was strange to see it on Regulus' now. He had had the same look the first times he had been around the team, sure, figuring out if it was all as good as Sirius had claimed. But it had never been directed at the three of them, not from day one. 

"When I thought it was just Nads, you hadn't rolled away from me in the middle of aftercare to text better." 

Even looking at Finn's back, they could both see his anger practically dissipate, changing instead to be directed inward at himself. His eyes softened as they looked at Regulus, his mouth falling open as he tried to coordinate an explanation then slowly close as he realised he didn't have one. Regulus just looked at him expectantly, gesturing at him that he was waiting for his next comeback. 

"Regie," Logan squeezed in closer to Leo's side at how devastated Finn sounded. Leo just squeezed him back. "I--I'm so sorry, I didn't even think--"

"Clearly." Regulus' voice was ice. "Did you not think when I tried to get your attention and you told me to wait? No, you didn't think then either. But no, I get it completely," his sarcasm was dripping as he stepped backwards up onto the bottom stair as Finn reached for him. "God forbid your Jax waits a while for a reply from you. You didn't even--" Regulus ground his teeth again the wobble to his voice. He'd know the anger wouldn't keep his voice steady for long but he'd hoped for longer than this. "I felt cheap. Do you have any idea what it's like to sleep with someone then get ignored? That's a genuine question," he added when Finn didn't reply. "I don't know what you got up to at Harvard. Have you ever had that?" 

"No." Finn's voice was a whisper. Even when he and Logan had been at their worst and had fooled around in the dark, they had still spoken, had still been friends, they had just ignored what they'd done, not necessarily each other. 

"No," Regulus repeated. "I suppose you also don't know what it's like to feel like a replacement then? Like a sub-in for your friend that looks like me but your boyfriends don't like him so I'll do instead, hm?" That made Finn look like he had physically died inside. 

It dawned a realisation in Leo however. That had been the first thing Regulus commented on when he first saw Jaxson. It must have stuck with him this whole time, been a horrid, nagging insecurity every time he was mentioned.

"Sex is new still." He had lost his anger now, tears building in his waterline despite the rough grinding of his teeth. "The thing that makes me comfortable is you and I didn't even have that. You asked me on day one, Finn. We're matching, right?" Finn's own eyes dropped from Regulus' at the shame of his own words echoed back to him in this instance. "Skin-to-skin is our thing, right? But I try to get that from you and I get shrugged off so you can text him back?" Regulus let his words sink in, part of him waiting, wishing for Finn to say something to make him not feel like this anymore. To explain it all away and confirm that he was reading too much into it and that there's a reasonable explanation for it all. But it never came. Of course. "Do you get why I'm upset?" he sighed, his hands lax at his sides. 

Finn nods silently, the guilt making his eyes dark as he looked up at Regulus. 

"I don't care that your friend has a crush on you. I'd be a hypocrite if I did, that's exactly what I did. But it was...humiliating." His voice finally broke in a sudden snap that made Finn flinch. "If it's consistently causing problems with your boyfriends to the point where you feel like you need to lie to them about when he's going to be around, I feel like there something you need to rethink there." Regulus gave another sigh, more exhaustion this time. "It's selfish but I can't keep sharing you with someone like him. He's disrespectful and, frankly, treats you like shit, even if you can't see that." He watched a tear roll down Finn's cheek, felt the guilt in his chest that blossomed from it despite everything. "I'm going to bed." He wasn't stopped this time as he turned and walked up the stairs. 

Finn waited until the creak of the stairs dulled to show Regulus was in the upstairs hallway. His chest jumped as he tried to take a full breath in, a small sob escaping his lips as he moved to sit on the bottom step, his face buried in his hands. The boys were there in seconds, giving Regulus a few minutes where he wasn't being swarmed. They crouched in front of him, holding onto his hands, petting a comforting hand down his spine, pressing a kiss to his hair. 

"It's gonna be alright," Leo soothed, feeling the need to say something to comfort how anguished Finn looked. 

"Aftercare," Finn mumbled. "Of all the things I could've fucked up it was aftercare." He looked up at them, his face stained with tears. "That's the one thing we promised him he'd always have. It's a non-negotiable." He buries his face in his hands again. "I didn't even--" he let out a loud, frustrated groan. 

They all froze, Logan's mouth open, halfway ready to say something when they heard it. Regulus let out a strangled sound, audible even from whatever corner of upstairs he had tucked himself into. There were another few seconds of silence then another sound came, a ragged sob, rattling through the house. His following gasping breath in was heard by them too. 

"Lo." It was quieter and shaky but he was calling for him. Logan kissed Finn's forehead gently.

"I love you," he whispered. Finn nodded. I know you do. Go to him. He needs you.

Chapter 28: Apologies, Talks and Understanding

Summary:

THE COMFORT IS HEREEE

now, is this going to be the last bit of angst...no

is this going to be the last bit of heavyyyyy angst for at least a few chapters, yes, you can read in peace sweethearts!

i hope you enjoy and that this fixes last chapter's damage

big big love - flo xxx

~7, 500

Logan was up the stairs in seconds, glancing into Finn's room and seeing nothing. It was only the next, shaking call of his name that told him where to find Regulus. He threw the bathroom door open, confused for a moment when he didn't spot him. A ragged, stuttering breath in had him going to the other end of the giant bathtub, to the small space between the edge of it and the back wall of the bathroom. Regulus was squeezed into the tight space, his knees to his chest and his eyes clenched shut. 

"Hi, darling," he said softly, willing himself to just keep it together as he crouched in front of him. His grey eyes sprang open, looking so relieved that he was there that Logan's heart gave an agonising squeeze. 

"Je peux pas respirer," he mumbled. 

"Oh, baby. Can I squeeze in here with you? Is that okay?" Regulus nodded quickly. Logan knelt in the tiny space left between Regulus and the wall, facing him. He coaxed his knees down from his chest, pressing his hand there gently. "I can feel you breathing, honey. I can feel it right under my hand. You can breathe, just take a breath. Don't worry about anything else, hm. Just look at me." Regulus was watching him, his big eyes tearful and frightened and so so hurt it made Logan fight not to burst out crying himself. The breath he took wasn't nearly deep enough to help his panting but it was better. "There you go, that's it. Can you take a bigger breath for me?" 

Eventually, they got Regulus' breathing to a more manageable pace. His hand was still shaking where he had Logan's clutched, still resting on his chest but it wasn't because of a lack of oxygen, he was just hurt now. So fucking hurt because of Jaxson. 

Regulus' chest jumped, making Logan's eyes flick from his hand to his face again. He took a few shaking breaths then sobbed anew. 

"He promised he wouldn't do this," Regulus cried. 

"Do what, baby?" 

"Hurt me." Regulus' voice broke, his body bowing in on itself with how hard the cries punched out of him. 

"I know, baby, I know." He shuffled in closer, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, trying to hold him together on his behalf. Regulus clung to him, his tears soaking Logan's shirt in seconds.

"He said I'd be safe from it all." 

Logan let a few stray tears out, powerless to do anything less. "You are safe, I promise, darling." 

He didn't mean it. He's just too nice. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He didn't mean to. He loves you. We love you.

Logan kept them all in, knowing it'd do nothing to help him at that minute. Instead, he kept saying it on repeat, over and over. "You're safe here." 

When almost half an hour passed and Regulus wasn't calmer in the slightest, Logan had to. He hated himself for taking Leo away from him but he didn't know what else to do. His own chest was tightening with panic, his shushes turning frantic as Regulus hiccuped and sobbed, the staggering breaths in not nearly enough for him. 

"Leo!" 

 

 

"It's gonna be okay," Leo repeated. 

"How?" Finn asked, dragging his hand down his face as he listened to Logan disappear up the stairs. 

"He knows you didn't mean it." 

Finn shook his head, holding Leo's hand where it cupped his cheek. "No he doesn't. He thinks I just used him for sex." 

"He knows you love him."

"Does he?" Finn looked up, his face stricken. "I certainly haven't acted like it, have I?" 

"Listen to me," Leo said sternly, sliding his hand to hold the back of Finn's neck, firm and stable. "You can fix it. We'll figure out how together, you know I'll help you do anything. But you've got to believe there's something to save. If not, then you're treating him like you don't love him. The sex thing can be figured out after but right now, you need to let him know that you love him. He already knows you're sorry. I couldn't even see your face and I could see how sorry you were when he explained everything from his point. You need to take the first step though, baby." Finn was still crying, silently tears turning his brown eyes bright like gold. 

"I don't know how to fix it," he admitted, his voice trembling. "I'm scared." 

That got to Leo, the rest of it, he could handle. But that tiny, shaky admission got him. Fearless Finn O'Hara who threw everything at love was stumbling around in the dark. He pressed his lips to Finn's forehead, blinking up at the ceiling desperately. 

"You don't have to be scared, okay? 'Cause I'm right here." He pulled his lips away from where he'd whispered against Finn's skin. "And I love you. I'm not going anywhere, you understand?" Finn's face crumbled as he nodded. "Neither is Lo, neither is Regie."

"You don't know that," he whispered wetly, not daring to say the thought aloud, like it might make it true. 

"Yes, I do. He loves you. As much as I do, as much as Lo does. Do you doubt that me and Lo aren't going anywhere?" Finn shook his head. "Don't doubt him either." 

"After everything, we-- I was supposed to make him happy, Le."

"And you do," Leo replied earnestly. "You do, baby. You've seen his smile around you even when you aren't doing anything, because he adores you! He can forgive you but you have to be willing to try." 

Finn forced himself to take a breath in, blowing it out slowly through his mouth like Heather had taught him. 

"I am," he croaked out. "I'll do anything." 

"I know you will. So does he." Leo regarded him for a long minute, taking in his shaking form, the fear embedded into his bones. "C'mere." He sat on the step next to him instead of crouching in front of him. Finn curled into his side, Leo's arms tight around him, comforting, somehow, despite everything, despite the fact they could hear Regulus crying clear as day. 

 

 

Leo took the stairs three at a time, calling out for Logan. He sprinted straight through the bathroom to the back wall, seeing Regulus shaking like a leaf despite the hold Logan had on him. Logan looked up at him, his own face crumpling as he barely held himself together. He shook his head through his tears. 

'I don't know what to do', he mouthed. 

Leo furiously pushed his own lump back down his throat. 

"Regie, darlin'." At the sound of his voice, Regulus looked up at him. 

"Daddy," he sobbed out, reaching for him. 

"I'm here, baby. Shh, c'mon." He lifted Regulus straight into his arms, the man's legs locking around him as snug as his arms. Finn was hovering a little way from the door. Leo nodded his head to him, Logan instantly understanding and heading to him, pressing his hand to Regulus' back as he passed. He watched as Finn looked away from him to Logan's face, the silent tears streaming down it as he tried not to make a sound. 

"Can you look at me, sweet boy?" Leo asked softly, rubbing Regulus' back. Regulus did after a moment of pause. "What do you need from me?" 

"I-- I need a shower. I feel..." Regulus didn't continue but the implication made Finn walk off, just visible in the corner of Leo's vision. 

"Okay, sweetheart. Let's have a shower." 

"You'll have one with me?" Regulus asked softly.

"Do you want me to?" Regulus nodded. "Then of course I will. You get in and I'll just grab us some clothes. Is that okay?"

Regulus gave a hum, still sniffling, fresh tears still rolling down but calmer now that there was something else to do. Leo kissed the top of his head, walking out the bathroom and forcing himself to keep his own breaths even. He can have a breakdown later, most likely alone and in the kitchen at a ridiculous hour of the night but not now - not now, he told himself harshly. 

He entered Finn's room, his heart hurting again when he saw Logan rubbing Finn's back as he retched in the adjoined bathroom. Lo has him, Reg needs you. Logan gave him an encouraging nod as he walked past the open door again. 

He placed the clothes on the bathroom counter, tugging his shirt off, his sweats joining them. Regulus was throwing the warm water over his face from cupped hands, rubbing at his eyes. Leo rested his hands on Regulus' shoulders, kissing his head again. Regulus just turned, wrapping his arms around him as they stood in the spray. Leo just ran his fingers through his hair, shushing him as the water washed away Regulus' tears as they fell.

When Regulus pulled back a while later, looking up at him with vulnerability written all over his face, Leo traced the backs of his knuckles along Regulus' cheek. He accepted the kiss Regulus brushed to his lips, kissing him back sweetly. It was when he tried pushing up further, closer, firmer, that he pulled away. 

"Want me," Regulus breathed into the steamy space between them.

"Of course I want you, darlin'. My gorgeous boy, how could I ever not want you?"

"Want me now then," he pleaded.

"You know why I'm not going to have sex with you right now." When Regulus just looked at the floor, Leo urged him to tilt his chin up. "Right? You know why? It's not that I don't want you. I love you. That's why I'm not doing that to you when you're like this. When you can't consent properly, yeah? You understand?" Leo tried to keep his voice from being desperate, from turning pleading himself. 

"I know. I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry, sweetheart. You've got nothing to be sorry for." He pulled Regulus back into his chest, the man cuddling in instantly.

"I was hard on him," he said another while later. Leo's fingers were wrinkled under the water. 

"Hm?" 

"Harz. I was really hard on him."

"You were upset, rightfully so." Leo didn't want to take sides, there were no sides, it was them against Jaxson, not Finn against Regulus. 

"How is he?"

"He hates that he's upset you," Leo said carefully. Finn should be the one to tell him most things, but Leo could tell him this. 

"If he stays-- I can't do this if he's still around," Regulus said.

"I know. Harz loves you more than him. By a long-shot. I'm not one hundred percent sure what he's planning on doing but I know he won't let anything like this happen again." 

Regulus nodded. "I don't think I can talk to him tonight," he admitted quietly.

"You don't have to." 

"Can I sleep in Lo's room?" 

"Of course, love. You know you can choose to sleep wherever you like. You ready to get out yet or do you want to stay here for a while?" 

"I think I'm too tired to keep standing," he joked. It was weak but it was progress. 

"Okay, darlin'. I'll grab you a towel." Leo slung one quickly around his waist, holding one out for Regulus, bundling him in the warm fabric as soon as he stepped out the glass. Leo dressed while Regulus dried himself off then helped him step into the sweats and hoodie he had gotten him. 

He got him comfy in Logan's bed, going downstairs to make him the tea he had quietly asked Leo for. He didn't look into Finn's room on his way to the stairs, it left guilt weighing on him but he had to do one thing at a time. The kettle took its time to boil, giving Leo a minute to breathe even as he tried to keep his thoughts at bay where it wouldn't make his eyes sting with the threat of tears. Placing it onto the bedside table, Leo kissed his head and took another deep breath until he stepped into Finn's room.

Finn was sat on the edge of his bed, his elbows on his knees. He looked both pale and flushed at the same time, sick with guilt. Logan was knelt on the bed next to him, once again doodling against his back to keep their minds occupied even a little.

They both looked up when he walked in and closed the door behind him. He tried not to, he really did, taking small, gasping breaths to get himself under control. He couldn't get another step away from the closed door, couldn't lift his foot to make himself do it despite how much he knew they needed him. He pressed his hand to his eyes, turning away from the worried looks on their faces to lean his head against the door as he tried to compose himself. 

Logan pressed himself to his back, holding him tightly even though his chin only barely reached to his shoulder. Leo gave himself a few minutes of quite literally falling to pieces as he saw their crying faces on repeat on the backs of his eyelids before he forced himself to stop. 

"Sorry," he whispered, wiping his eyes and where tears had rolled down his cheeks. 

"Don't be sorry, baby," Logan answered instantly, kissing between his shoulder blades over his thin t-shirt. He turned kissing Logan's forehead. "How is he?" 

"Calm now. He's sleeping in your bed tonight. I just made him a tea before he goes to sleep." He was thankful when Logan looked less terrified. "Seeing Heather tomorrow should help him sort everything in his head." They walked over to the bed, hand-in-hand. Finn hadn't moved although he watched as they came over.

"I'm so fucking sorry," Finn said quietly. Leo crouched in front of him, separating where Finn was wringing his hands roughly together, kissing his knuckles. 

"He asked how you were." Finn looked startled. "He doesn't hate you, baby. He thought he was too hard on you." Finn looked like he was about to throw up again at the thought. "He doesn't want to see you tonight but I'd anticipate he'll want to talk with you tomorrow most likely, okay?" 

"He doesn't hate me?" Finn sounded so unsure, so terrified still it almost set Leo off again. 

"No, baby. I told you downstairs, he loves you. He might be mad at you at the moment but I don't think he hates you." 

"What if we lose him over this? Over my fuck up?"

Leo rose, pulling Finn into a hug, the man burying his face in Leo's abdomen. "Don't say that, honey." Please, don't say that. Don't even suggest it. The thought was enough-- he couldn't even think about that possibility right now. 

Logan looked about the same as Leo. 

"I'm gonna go and say goodnight to him," Logan said, kissing Finn's temple and pressing onto his tiptoes to kiss Leo's cheek before he left. 

"What else did he say?" 

Leo swallowed. "If Jax sticks around...he can't. You hear me? Jaxson can't be forgiven after this. I know you blame yourself but I know you. I'd guess he was talking to you. Like actually talking to you, like a friend should?" Finn nodded, unsure how Leo knew that and where he was going with it. "He knew you'd jump at the chance to get your friend back and to keep him. He knew you'd answer his texts because your best friend was talking to you not the creep he's become." He watched it sink in, watched Finn realise he'd been played by him.

Finn slid his phone from his pocket. Leo stayed silent, still in front of him, a steady hand on his shoulder as he scrolled through their conversation that day. His hand got tighter and tighter around his phone until it was suddenly crashing against the opposite wall with a rattling thud. 

"I'm such an idiot." Finn buried his face in his hands. 

"You're sweet, not an idiot. He doesn't deserve you, baby. Not at all, maybe before he did, when you were younger but not now, not anymore." 

"Can I borrow your phone?" 

Leo knew what for. "Yeah, it should be downstairs, on the couch. Do you know his phone number?"

Finn nodded. "He's had the same one since we were fourteen."

Leo grabbed his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss. "It's not your fault he's a dick." Finn tried to just nod again and pull away. "No, it's not your fault." 

"It's not my fault," Finn said weakly. 

Leo kissed the crease between his brows then let him go. He took a deep breath then crossed the hall to Logan's room. Standing at the door, Leo smiled at the sight. Logan was behind Regulus, the man leaning back against his chest with his tea cradled in his hands. They weren't chatty but they were whispering together, mostly Logan mumbling sweet little words to Regulus that made him blush pleasantly with his eyes closed. 

"What was that noise?" Regulus asked when he felt Leo staring from the doorway. 

"Finn's phone." 

"We'll get him a new one when we help Elle move tomorrow." At the reminder, Logan looked down at Regulus. "It'll just be the two of you until late-ish tomorrow afternoon. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, we should talk anyway as the two of us when I get back from my appointment," Regulus said softly. "Where's he now?" 

"Using my phone to ring Jax." 

Regulus looked beyond nervous. "To...?"

"Tell him to fuck off." 

Regulus relaxed. "That's gonna be hard on him."

"Yeah," Leo agreed, walking into the room and sitting at their side on the mattress. "He's realised now. I'm not making excuses for him," Leo waited for Regulus to nod before he finished what he was saying. "Jax purposefully treated him well when he knew he was going to be with us so he'd have his attention. Because he knew how glad Finn would be to have his friend back, even if it was only for a while." 

"I hate him even more than I already did. He manipulated him." Leo nodded to Regulus' summary. He didn't say anything else after that, continuing to drink his tea, leaning back into Logan again. Leo ran his hand through his damp hair, the three of them sitting together silently. 

Finn's voice suddenly split through the silence. 

"I am going to marry them! They are going to be my husbands do you not get that? They're it for me!" There was a silence while Finn's yelling stopped, likely as Jaxson tried to defend himself or insult them, likely both. "Regulus loves me. He may not like me right now but I'll be damned if I let this bullshit ruin us." Another pause. "Yeah, I've known him a fraction of the time I've known you and he still treats me better than you have in the last ten years. I am happy."

A similar thing continued for almost an hour, the three of them silent in the room and listening. Technically, it didn't count as eavesdropping, Finn was yelling so loudly that no matter where they were in the house, they would have heard him.

Eventually the conversation came to an end, after Finn having only really repeated the same thing to every argument Jaxson made for the last short while, clearly done with the conversation.

"I want nothing more to do with you."

Finn began heading upstairs as he said his final comments. 

"You dare use this number to harass my boyfriend and I will make your life a living hell. Do you understand me?" A slight pause then firmer, harsher than Regulus had ever heard Finn. "Do you understand me?" Jaxson must have conceded. "Never contact me again." There was the familiar creak of that one floorboard in Finn's room as he entered it. 

"I'm going to go to sleep." Logan gave him a kiss goodnight, Leo doing the same then heading out the room as Regulus lay down properly. "Tell him goodnight and that I love him?" 

"'Course, bug. Get some sleep." 

"Love you both."

"Love you too," they both chorused back. Leo closed the door over a little but not fully. 

When they entered Finn's room, he had his old phone in hand. It was slow but it worked still, they kept it for times like this when they needed a replacement phone for a while. He was putting the SD card in, his shattered phone on his knee. 

"We'll pick you up a new one tomorrow on our way back." 

Finn nodded. "Thanks. Wait, does Reg know that it's just going to be me and him? Or is he going home?" 

"He knows. He wants to have a chance to talk with you." Finn breathed a sigh of relief, realising Leo was right with what he said earlier. 

"How much of that did you hear?" 

"Pretty much everything," Logan admitted. Finn gave a brief run-down of what Jaxson had said while they brushed their teeth and got ready for bed, scoffs echoing at certain parts. The man had balls, at least, based on some of the shit he actually said to Finn. They crawled into bed about as Finn finished up. 

Logan was against his chest, his nose pressing into his neck, Leo tucked up behind him. 

"He said to say goodnight and that he loves you," Leo whispered. Finn froze, looking over his shoulder at him.

"Seriously? He used those words?" 

"Tell him goodnight and that I love him," Leo quoted. 

"Thank god," Finn whispered into Logan's hair. 

"I told you, honey. It's going to take time but you're going to be okay. Husbands, right?" 

Finn nodded earnestly. "Yeah, husbands." 

"Try and get some rest, okay?" 

 

 

When morning came, Regulus woke slowly, his eyes stinging in a way that told him how puffy they were even without a mirror. He rose to get out of Logan's bed but froze. In the reading chair Logan had tucked into the corner of his room, Finn was fast asleep, in a rather uncomfortable position from the looks of things. He had Regulus' stuffed whale in his lap where his legs were slung over the arm of the chair. 

Moving far quieter now, Regulus slid the top blanket off the bed, wincing as a floorboard creaked as he moved to carefully place it over him. Luckily, Finn didn't even stir. He padded quietly out the room once it was tucked around Finn. 

His appointment was at ten and it was currently almost nine. Honestly, Regulus was glad he had an excuse to just be up and out the house. He couldn't imagine sitting down for breakfast at the same table everything had happened there the evening before. Showering quickly, he dressed seemingly in a daze, working almost entirely on autopilot to do so. He was thinking about how to explain it all to Heather; how to organise his understanding and his anger; if all his emotion came from a place still traumatised from his childhood. Once he was there, he'd be fine. He just had to get there.

It was just Logan and Leo downstairs, the scene so similar to the morning before it was unsettling. 

"Hey, heading out already?" Logan asked.

"Yeah, I'll be late otherwise. I'll grab some breakfast from the cafe by the rink, promise," Regulus rushed to get out before Leo could fret over his empty stomach.

Leo nodded. "Is he in Lo's room? We were gonna check but didn't want to wake you."

"Yeah, he was asleep in the reading chair when I got up. I gave him a blanket and left him to sleep, he looked tired." 

He gave them both a sweet, lingering kiss to their lips, leaning over the back of the sofa. 

"Tell Elle and Talker I said congrats. And be careful, please. Don't end up crushed by a falling box. Text when you're on your way back?" 

"'Course, love. Let us know when you're home, even if we aren't checking our phones. Just let us know where you are."

After promising to do so, Regulus tugged on his shoes and left. Thankfully, blasting music in his car the entirety of the way there helped a little so he didn't overthink it all. 

The look Heather gave him when he came through the door, coffee and pastry in hand for the both of them, was nothing short of oh shit what now. It was going to be eventful. 

 

 

The boys had woken Finn right before they left, trying to let him sleep as long as they could without leaving him to wake up in an empty house. Since then, after assuring them he was going to be fine alone, he had been pacing. He had tried a movie, a show, rather loud music although the volume it had to have been to distract him wasn't kind to their neighbours so that ended quickly, he settled on his old faithful - Pride and Prejudice. Surprisingly enough, it was actually working. That was until his phone buzzed. He couldn't help but agree with Regulus' statement yesterday that the sound would be the thing to eventually drive him insane. 

12:54 Curly: on my way home xx

He gave a little smile when Leo text back instantly. He had no doubt been stressing a fraction at how long Regulus had been there. 

12:54 Lanky: drive safe xxxx

Finn desperately turned his attention to his book, managing to get lost in the next few chapters until the front door clicked unlocked. Regulus padded in on socked feet a minute later, stuttering a little when he caught sight of Finn but he gave him a smile, however faint. 

"Hi."

"Hi," Finn replied, sounding dumber than he would have liked. He closed his book, sitting up from where he had reclined against the corner of the 'L' sofa. 

"I'm going to quickly run and take a shower. Um, can we talk? After?" 

"Yes, yeah, sure." 

Regulus looked relieved. "I'll be ten minutes." He disappeared up the stairs a moment later. His eyes had been red, bloodshot and swollen. He had been crying. Finn swallowed heavily, not bothering to pick up his book again. Waiting, he listened to the sound of the shower running, his foot tapping against the carpet, biting over the skin of his lips as he waited and waited.

When the sound of the shower turning off made Finn jump, he decided to give him something to occupy himself before the last few minutes literally made him a nervous, sweating wreck before Regulus even came back downstairs. He pottered around the kitchen, filling two cups. 

When he came back into the living room, Regulus was sat on the sofa, his back against the arm, his legs crossed in front of him as he played with his hands in his lap. 

"I didn't know if you wanted one but I figured," Finn broke off with a shrug, handing Regulus the mug when he reached for it.

"Tea is good, thank you." 

When Finn came around to sit a little ways from Regulus' feet, tucking himself back in the corner, Regulus spoke first, thankfully.

"You don't usually drink coffee this late in the day." It was true, Finn tried not to have large amounts of caffeine after noon, it just made him ever the more restless as the day went on. 

"It's decaf," Finn explained. "I just--" he shrugged again.

"Wanted something to mess with?" Regulus supplied. 

Finn let out a humourless laugh. "Yeah, I guess." 

There were a few beats of silence. "Speaking to Heather helped. I didn't know what to do, last night and this morning, didn't know how to balance understanding where you were coming from and how angry I was with you. I do now. I think I do at least." 

Finn kept staring into his coffee. "That's good, I'm glad. She's a legend." 

Regulus kept silent, sipping his tea although it had to still be far too warm. "I hated you," Regulus began suddenly. The admission made Finn's head flick up towards him, eyes wide and frightened. "For a minute yesterday. I hated you." Regulus' voice wobbled and he blinked away from the doe eyes staring at him. "It made me realise..." Regulus cleared his throat then looked at Finn again. Taking in properly how pale he looked, the tremble to his hands, the bitten bloody state of his lips. "Finn," he said softly, "I'm not ending us. I'm not breaking up with you." 

"You-- you're not?" 

"No. I-- just listen to me? Please?" Finn nodded. "Face me," Regulus said, waiting until Finn was mirroring the way he was sitting, one leg folded beneath him, his coffee propped on his knee as he regarded Regulus in front of him. "I hated you for a minute but it only made me realise how much I loved you. Hating you felt wrong and strange. I hated it more than I was angry with you. I'll be honest, if I hadn't overheard your conversation with him and if Leo hadn't explained what he thought was going on, which, honestly, as usual, he was probably right, I think we'd be having a different conversation. I couldn't keep going through that, constantly wondering what he's saying to you, about us, about the two of you, how far it'd go before you said something. But that conversation did happen. And he won't be an issue anymore?"

"No, baby. Never again, I swear."

"I'm sorry. For what he's done to you for so many years, the way you've been treated. And how I handled last night. I flipped out instead of talking to you--"

"You have nothing to be sorry about. Absolutely nothing." Finn put his coffee on the floor, Regulus following suit after another large gulp of his tea to soothe the dryness to his mouth. Finn hesitated but reached for Regulus' hands, thankful when Regulus didn't pull away. "I called my mom this morning. I told her, Jaxson had already called her, said my mind was being twisted and I was being manipulated or some shit, I'm not sure, mom didn't really listen." That got a small laugh from Regulus. "But she told him the same thing I did. He's never going to be an issue again and I'm sorry to you he's been one at all." 

Regulus slid his hand out from Finn's only to brush his thumb over Finn's jaw. 

"He was your best friend. I understand you wanting to give him the benefit of the doubt. How do you feel? After your conversation last night?"

"Better, honestly. Some of the shit he said to me," Finn shook his head, "it just made me realise that he needed to be gone. For good. But, how are you? Wha-- Tell me what's going through your head."

"I love you. We're okay, yeah?" Regulus insisted, making sure Finn nodded. "We're good." He slid his hand back down to hold Finn's, more so to play with the man's fingers than anything else. "The sex thing," Finn flinched although he tried to hide it, "just...give me a little time on that front?" 

"God, of course, baby. 'Course, as long as you need. Just tell me what you want or don't want and I'll do that for you. Or, well, won't do that for you, you know, depending." Regulus gave a gentle huff of a laugh at that. "I'm so, so sorry, Regulus. God, I'm so fucking sorry." He bent his head, kissing the backs of Regulus' knuckles, squeezing his hands tightly. 

"I know you are," Regulus said softly, trying to soothe him even with his hands occupied. "I love you," he said again, the best comfort he could offer being reassurance. 

Finn leaned back up. "I love you. So so much." 

Regulus kissed between his brows then the bridge of his nose, then his lips. Finn seemed caught off guard, surprised by it but he sank into it quickly, melting and pressing his lips back, however tentatively. 

"I love you," Regulus mumbled against them, shuffling forwards to sink into his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and hugging him close, burying his face into his neck. Finn's arms wrapped strong and solid around him, pulling him all the more closer and nuzzling into the top of his hair. "Can we just stay like this for a while?"

"As long as you want," Finn promised. "However long you want." 

 

 

Leo and Logan were laughing together as they got out the car, stopping to cackle and clutch their sides as they did, remembering the sight of Talker balancing several boxes atop one another and getting oh so close to the door before he tripped over his own foot and flopped through the doorway, the boxes clattering. Noelle had raced down from where she had been taking her clothes to the bedroom, scanning first, her boyfriend, who gave a ragged groan of affirmation that he actually was alive then scanned the boxes, thankful all the more to not see any 'fragile' stickers on those particular ones. 

Managing to unlock the door, Logan held it open for Leo as they slipped inside, toeing off their shoes and hanging up their coats, shivering pleasantly at the warmth of the house compared to the frigid outdoors. 

"Baby," Logan whispered. Leo appeared at his side a moment later, gaze following where he was looking. 

Leo felt the tension that had been lingering around his heart all day dissipate at the sight. Finn and Regulus were tangled together on the sofa, seeming to have fallen asleep sitting up, Regulus half-curled against Finn's chest while he lay half-reclined back against the corner of it. Logan quietly padded over to the coffee table, placing the new phone they'd brought Finn there before creeping away, thankful when they didn't stir in the slightest. 

Leaving them to sleep, Leo guided Logan upstairs, waiting until they were in Finn's room to close the door behind them, lifting Logan up then with a hand under each arm and promptly placing him on top of the chest of drawers. 

"Urm, hello?" Logan giggled, settling his hands on Leo's shoulders as he settled between his legs, the height of the drawers meaning he was half a head taller than the blond - for once. 

"Hi, gorgeous," Leo drawled, catching Logan's lips, his hands trailing lazily over the expanse of Logan's thighs. When they parted, Logan's voice was low and soft, his head ducking a little as he tried to hide from Leo's gaze although their position made it impossible. 

"What was that for?" 

"You almost dying four times today because you were too busy looking at my arms." 

Logan's face was the picture of indignance. 

"I caught you staring at my ass a fair few times too, Mister." 

"I didn't almost die. Besides, it's my ass to stare at, non?" He began peppering slow kisses up the line of Logan's neck. "Daddy's boy, daddy's body." Logan let out a weak whimper, his hands tightening on Leo's shoulders as his eyes closed against his will, his chin tilting up to give Leo more room. He sucked marks into the expanse of his neck and jaw, his teeth nipping along the line of it. "I wanted an answer to that." 

"Yes, yes, yours," Logan gasped. 

"Good," Leo whispered, his tone placating and gentle. "Just so we're clear, I'm expecting you to be good for me. No getting away with being a brat today. You understand?" 

"I'll be good for you, promise. Just please touch me." 

Leo slid him off the drawers, his hands braced on Logan's thighs, to walk him over to the bed. He laid him back gently, resting him against the pillow. Logan wrapped his arms around Leo's shoulders, his legs following suit and hugging him close as he parted his lips, his tongue pliant as Leo teased it with his own. Every whimper Logan made, Leo swallowed, waiting until Logan was pretty much vibrating out of his skin with want. 

"Please. Please, daddy. Touch me." 

Leo just continued kissing him, sliding his hand down the front of his body to press between his legs. Logan groaned, his head tilting back against the pillows. 

"I want you inside me," Logan pleaded. 

"Patience, dove. Just lie back and let me play with you. Wanted you all day," Leo mumbled, kissing his way down Logan's body. "So fucking gorgeous and strong." 

"Daddy," Logan breathed. 

Leo slid his hands up under Logan's hoodie, the brunet gasping at the feeling of Leo's hands against his skin. 

"Cold hands," Logan laughed. 

Leo smiled. "Sorry, sweetheart." He undressed Logan slowly, watching as the cool air pebbled Logan's skin. When he was certain his tongue had run over almost the entirety of Logan's body, Leo moved his hands to his jeans, popping the button and settling between his legs as he drew the zip down. He sucked bruises into his hips, drawing them down his legs and throwing them to the floor. His boxers followed not long after, Leo giving his inner thighs the same treatment until there was a veritable pool of precum against his stomach. 

Keeping in mind what Leo had told him, Logan didn't ask for any more, keeping quiet and whimpering but not begging, letting Leo do what he wished. 

Leo eased him open with his tongue, waiting until he was pliant and lax and trembling underneath him. He didn't know what it made him but he enjoyed it so much, watching him fall apart beneath him and Logan letting him purely because he asked to. 

"You want it now, baby?"

"Yes! Yes, please, fuck, please. I've been good."

"Yes you have been, sweetheart. So good. As always, you've been absolutely perfect for me. How do you want it, lovely?"

He let Logan think as he removed the lube from the drawer of the nightstand. 

"Close," he mumbled. His mind was a little scattered, understandably, Leo thought, however smug it may be. Logan was on his knees, his shoulders pressed to the mattress.

Leo kissed up his spine, stretching him out quickly but gently with a few lubed fingers. He spread the rest along himself, sensitive and throbbing. He couldn't conceal his groan as he sank inside his boyfriend, pressing close along Logan's back, kissing along the back of his neck as he let Logan adjust. Logan was moaning under his breath, whining into the pillow.

"Sensitive, baby?" 

Logan nodded his head eagerly. "Feels so much more than usual. Fuck." 

"I'll take care of you, honey. You know I will."

"Love you," Logan groaned. Although it blended in with a moan so it came out a little stumbling. 

Leo couldn't not laugh. "I love you too, angel. God you're so cute." Logan grumbled at his teasing. Logan seemed to be in one of those moods where he was more than content to just dissolve into the mattress and let Leo make him feel good - Leo seeming to be in a similar mood to do just that. 

"Daddy, hurt." 

It took Leo a second to realise he was asking for it, not complaining about it. Leo drew back, sitting back on his haunches and bringing his hand down in a rough slap. Logan moaned loud, clenching down around him with the feeling. "Fuck, you slutty little thing. You like that, hm?" Logan gave a nod and an enthusiastic sound.

"Harder."

Leo spanked the same place twice, firm and stinging. 

"Thank you, daddy, thank you." 

"You're welcome, sweetheart. You gorgeous boy, look at you taking my cock and the pain so well." 

"Want you to come."

"I will, baby. I'll make you come first though, you know I enjoy you coming enough to make me come."

Logan began working his hips back against Leo's cock, meeting his thrusts. 

"Gon' make you come," he mumbled.

Leo groaned at the feeling, at his boyfriend, so fucked out but still desperate to please him. "God I love you, baby."

He knew, by the time they were both shuddering, sweat dripping down from Leo's temple, Logan's soaking the expanse of his back, making Leo have to keep readjusting his grip where he was tugging Logan back onto his thrusts, that if the boys were awake, despite the locked door, they would be able to hear them. Well, Logan at the very least, his lips permanently parted with either a scream or a pant as his brows drew together.

"Please, daddy, please. 'M gonna come for you." 

Another harsh spank had Logan croaking out into silence then shouting as he came, his moans erratic and almost panicked as his eyes rolled back despite him trying to fight it. His hands clawed the pillows like he was trying to get away from the onslaught of pleasure. As if he heard Leo's thoughts, Logan yelled out 'green' before Leo could even ask.

Leo just continued, trusting Logan to know his own body, ploughing away into the spasming heat around him until he fucked in deep and hard, stilling with a moan that made himself flush a little. He pulled out, disappearing with a kiss to Logan's spine and bringing back a warm cloth to wipe up Logan's thighs, grabbing another, cooler one and dabbing it on his forehead as he panted even now, warm and exhausted. 

He snuggled close to Leo's chest while he calmed down, pressing up a few minutes after he had settled to press slow kisses to Leo's lips, the two making out slowly, both still tired from exertion. 

"You can fall asleep, dove. I'll be here when you wake up."

"Can we go downstairs and sleep with them?" 

"'Course, baby. You want a hoodie?" He slid one over Logan's head, one of his own, the hem falling to his mid-thigh, the sleeves miles long on him. Leo lifted him, Logan wrapping around him instantly. When they were downstairs, Regulus and Finn were both awake, chatting quietly, still groggy with sleep.

"Hi, loves," Finn said, lifting his legs so Leo could sit, Logan still in his lap. 

"Hi," Logan grumbled back. "'m super glad you two seem to be okay now. Just really tired."

"Sleep, baby," Regulus laughed. "We'll fill you in when you wake up." 

Logan made a happy sound then promptly fell right to sleep on Leo's lap. 

Leo pecked his forehead then regarded them. 

"So, are the good signs right?"

Regulus smiled up at Finn softly, the man's arm tightening around him. There was still guilt in Finn's eyes, shame that had been stagnant there since last night but he was happier now, lighter. Less completely terrified about it all and more focused on making it up to his boyfriend.

"We spoke, yeah," Regulus smiled. "Heather helped me work through everything. You explaining it from Finn's view last night helped loads too, thank you, baby." Leo gave him a small wink that made the pair smile. "We're giving sex a bit of time but other things, usual stuff, kisses, cuddles, the odd heavy make out session are all greenlit from where I'm sitting." 

"And I've agreed that my hash browns are forfeit for a week if I don't give him cuddles because I'm too in my head and think he hates me even if he hasn't given any indication of it," Finn added.

Leo was impressed, honestly, with how quickly Regulus had come to know each of them so deeply - that was absolutely something Finn would do. 

"We know we love each other, and that we both love the two of you. That's more than enough while we figure the rest of the details out." 

Leo could cry, honestly, if he wasn't so tired. 

"I'm so so glad, loves. He doesn't deserve to be important enough to upset you both." Regulus nodded back in agreement. "I love you." 

He got two equally as sappy mumbles in reply before Regulus reached for the remote, putting a movie on quietly in the background while Logan took his power nap. From the sounds of it, he'd earned it.

Chapter 29: Update

Summary:

<3

guys i swear I tried to put off doing this as much as possible because I really didn't want to but I'm going to have to put Cubshots on a SHORT hiatus for the next few weeks. I'll start with 2 then I'll update you guys cuz I don't want to just disappear saying theres a hiatus and not give any indication of when it will be back - and it WILL BE BACK!!

 

this isn't forever, the story isn't over there's still more things I want to write for them and their story but I just physically don't have the time to write at the moment despite how much I want to.

 

it is coming, it's just going to be delayed! 

 

I'm so sorry I wanted to be able to get something out this month but its just not happening.

 

love y'all loads <333 xxx 

 

From my tumblr just popping it here too xxx

Chapter 30: Sexual Healing and Emotional Healing

Summary:

*tiptoes into the room, holding the chapter as a peace-offering*

Well hiiiiiiii, how y'all doinnnnnnn?

IM BACK!! THE CUBS ARE BACK!! IM SO SORRY WEVE BEEN GONE SO LONG!!

im not going to focus on it too much, but i did just want to say thank you for all of the continued comments and tumblr messages and EVERYTHING while i took a bit of an extended break - i really do love yall so much

I hope everyone's having a wonderful 2025 so far and, in honour of 2 YEARS of cubshots (fucking insanity omg when did that happen???) here is the next chapter. im not sure if ill be back to an update a month but im hoping this continued motivation to write keeps up!

most of this chapter is leo working to take-over all the stress and thinking from the tension. I hope you enjoy my darlings.

~14,500

The night was slow and still. Finn could feel the warm weight of Leo's back pressed against his side, his arm still underneath the blond's neck as it had been when he'd fallen asleep. Logan was wrapped around Regulus on Finn's other side, the thin bones of Regulus' hand against Finn's stomach. Finn uncurled the arm he had tucked underneath his own head, turning his gaze from the ceiling to Regulus, brushing his fingers over the top of his curls.

 

Guilt weighed thick in his chest despite their conversation earlier, the hurt in Regulus' eyes as he told him how he'd made him feel, how Finn had treated him. The pain in Finn's own chest when Regulus had said he had made him hate him, even just for a moment. The thought of Regulus hating him made nausea rile up in his throat again. He closed his eyes, breathing in through his mouth and out through his nose. The breathing helped but his eyes flung back open as soon as he tried to close them, the images flashing through his head making the sensation in his throat worse. Regulus screaming at him, crying. Logan calling for Leo because he didn't know what else to do, trembling still in Finn's hold after he'd stumbled out of the bathroom. Leo coming into his room and breaking down at the state their boyfriend had been in.

 

Regulus stirred in his sleep, making Finn freeze. He merely took a sharper breath, shuffled his legs then settled once more, a light hum echoing from the back of his throat.

 

Finn watched him, watched his chest rise and fall in soft breaths through the dim light the moon gave them through the curtain. He fell asleep as dawn began to break, fitful even then, broken and doing little to help him rest. This was their last full day off before training began again, the early mornings, draining practice. Games would continue a few days after - the first with the Hawks as a home game, an away game against the Ravenclaws a few after that.

 

He needed to be on his A-game - for his team and his boyfriends. To do that, he needed sleep, of course, he knew that. But it wouldn't come, almost like a punishment for him.

 

His last thought before he drifted off was that he deserved every part of every punishment he got.

Logan slid his fingers through Finn's hair, kissing along his forehead in a gentle string of pecks as Finn slowly woke from his sleep. He grumbled, making Logan smile.

 

"I know, I know. I'm your mean, mean boyfriend that was sent to wake you up. I'm doing it with kisses to ease the pain."

 

Finn's lips quirked as he hummed, rolling to push his face further into a pillow, wrapping his arm around Logan's waist to tug him into the bed with him. His laughter echoed - it managed, of course, to make Finn smile properly.

 

"You've got your late lunch with Alex in a couple hours," Logan reminded him, Finn's head pillowed on Logan's bicep as the man scattered kisses along Logan's collarbones.

 

"Time's it?" Finn whispered.

 

"Just gone noon."

 

"What?" Finn pulled back. "Why didn't you wake me sooner? How long have you all been up?"

 

"We got up around ten but Regie said you were tossing and turning every five minutes until late so we let you sleep."

 

"Oh." Finn sat up, shaking out his curls. The mattress dipped behind him when Logan knelt there, his arms draping over his shoulders, his chin on the crown of his head.

 

His breath rustled the top of Finn's hair. "He figured he wouldn't exactly be much comfort. It's not that he didn't care you were restless." Finn didn't reply, simply lowered his hands to squeeze Logan's forearm, kissing along a vein of them softly. "Okay?" Logan prompted.

 

"Okay, baby." Finn tipped his head back, puckering his lips for a kiss that Logan rose higher on his knees to give.

 

He forced himself not to hesitate as they headed down the stairs, helped significantly by Logan jumping onto his back before he'd gotten more than three steps down, his legs hooking around Finn's waist.

 

"Anyone order a boyfriend?"

 

Leo and Regulus glanced over the back of the sofa, both laughing loudly at the sight of them.

 

"Two boyfriends actually," Regulus corrected.

 

"It was buy one get one free," Logan answered with a laugh from behind him. Finn smiled, walking around to the sofa and letting Logan slide off his back onto the cushion next to Leo.

 

"There's a coffee in the kitchen for you, love." Finn gave Leo a soft, grateful kiss, bracing a hand on the back of the sofa. His heart thundered when Regulus tilted his head towards him for one as well, pressing it to his lips, not stopping himself when it lingered even though it remained gentle.

 

"Morning," Regulus smiled.

 

"Morning, honey." Finn headed off to get his coffee shaking out his shoulders when he was in the kitchen, coming back out slightly less tense than he had been, sitting between Logan and the arm of the sofa, settling down to watch the show Regulus and Logan had been watching. It wasn't overly difficult to piece together the storyline he'd missed between the random episodes he had watched, he was content to just relax and have a slow morning (well, afternoon) with Logan half-leaned against him, his temple against his jaw.

Upon their insistence, Finn cycled through three different outfit options before they settled on their favourite - which had remained their favourite since the beginning, they just wanted to watch him get undressed another few times, he had the time and he didn't mind putting on a show for them. Alex had a standing free meal at a new, very posh - as Alex had been sure to emphasise over the phone when they had planned it - sushi place, hence the need for in-depth outfit analysis, the O'Haras being fashion icons and all.

 

"How many buttons undone?" Finn asked.

 

"Personally, all of them, publically, do two, three when you get to the bar after, go wild."

 

Finn shook his head with a smile at Logan's analysis, popping the top two buttons before moving on to mess with his hair. Alex had also specified no Snapbacks - purely because Natalie wasn't letting Alex show up at the place with one on, naturally, therefore, neither was Finn. That meant he had to make his otherwise unruly curls neat. Just as he was about to grab some of the products he had in the bathroom, Regulus came walking out of it, rubbing product between his hands.

 

"C'mere." Finn tilted his head down, letting Regulus rake his fingers through his hair, taming the frizziness into distinct curls atop his head. "How's that?"

 

Finn turned on his heel again to look in the mirror. "Wow, perfect, thank you baby."

 

"Of course." Regulus pecked Finn's cheek before disappearing again to wash the remaning residue off his hands.

 

"So, what's the plan for while I'm out?" Finn asked, sliding his watch onto his wrist and adding a few rings to his fingers while Leo chose him out a pair of cufflinks.

 

"As of right now, food, movie, then after that it's a free for all."

 

Before Finn could answer, Regulus began singing as he came back out the bathroom. He barely got a syllable out before Logan was joining in, standing on the bed and grayating his hips, both hands pointing at Regulus as he appeared.

 

"I'm gonna sex you up!"

 

Leo suppressed a laugh, heading over to Finn and clipping one cufflink on.

 

"I'm apparently getting sexed up."

 

"Better eat well then, sounds like you're going to need the energy," Finn laughed.

 

"We'll send you pictures, don't worry. Make sure you're thinking of us while you're out being all fancy." Logan leapt down from the bed, right in front of where Finn was standing, Leo having clipped on his second link.

 

"Oh, well, I was going to do that anyway. I seem to have no choice with the three of you. Bouncing around my head all the fucking time." Logan hummed happily at that pressing up onto his feet and kissing him deeply, leaving it to linger, making Finn groan into his mouth. "I have to go in like five minutes, don't do this to me."

 

"I'm not doing anything. Just a little bit of causal affection, it's down to you if you're getting all hot and bothered by it."

 

Finn slid his hand down from his waist as Logan spun on his foot, glancing over his shoulder with a smile that turned even sultrier - if that was possible - when Finn's palm connected with his ass. He left minutes later, Leo kissing him out the door, Finn resting his forehead against it when it closed, reminding himself that he was going to see his brother before he left and that he was excited.

The first part of the plan, food, went swimmingly. They ate in a tangle on the sofa, Regulus having requested to watch 'Alien' made holding the bowls steady a little difficult when everytime Logan jumped from something jumping out, it knocked the two of them as well. It was eventful but delicious, as the boys were adamant to keep reminding him.

 

They finished the movie with minimal bruising from stray elbows, Logan having opted to half-hide his face in Leo's chest less than halfway through it, Regulus tapping his fingers along Logan's ankles to distract him. Chuckles rang through the living room every time he did flinch, Logan's joining their's a second after, flushing a little at how even when he knew a jumpscare was coming, he'd still leap out his skin.

 

It was after that when the pre-planning ended that Leo ended up, quite literally, with his hands full. He could barely remember who had climbed atop him first, whether it was Regulus' hands that pushed against his shoulders to make him sink back against the sofa, his legs splaying as he slid down, his lap open for them both. He didn't know if it was Logan's that pulled his shirt off, although it was definitely his nails that had carved red lines down his bare chest as he hissed whispers into Regulus' mouth. Logan must have told Regulus that those grinds of his hips against Leo's hipbone would drive him crazy and that those little whimpers into his mouth, so soft and sweet, would get him clawing to keep from his caretaker mode fading into one that made him want to make them turn into pleasured gasps of pain. It was when Logan had bit into Regulus' neck from behind him as Leo's tongue dominated his that Leo pulled away, levelling them both with a stare when they instantly tried to drag him back into their snare.

 

Logan settled when he watched Leo turn his gaze to Regulus, concern there.

 

"If you tell me you want it, I won't question you. But you will tell me the truth either way."

 

Regulus swallowed. "I want it." Leo nodded, kissing him gentler than the mood called for. "What we talked about," he mumbled against his lips, his eyes searching Leo's for understanding.

 

"You mean?" Leo's brows raised.

 

Regulus nodded.

 

Leo swallowed this time. He turned to Logan.

 

"What are you in the mood for, sweetheart?"

 

Logan knew what he was asking. Would he be okay with it being a 'rougher' evening than they had planned? Logan paused then a grin stretched across his face, almost feline and excited.

 

Leo grabbed Logan around the throat, tugging their faces close, Logan's chin over Regulus' shoulder. Logan's eyes fluttered as he moaned softly at being man-handled. Leo kissed him, their tongues fighting letting him know he'd be battling with Logan's brattiness for a while at least. He didn't mind, he enjoyed working for it, it made Logan's eventual submission so much more enjoyable - which was saying something considering Logan's submission was always enjoyable.

 

They separated with a noise that made Regulus' hips jump against Leo's hip. Leo tangled his hand in Regulus' hair, tugging sharply purely to make Regulus gasp in the pretty, surprised way he did in his ear. He looked comfortable, relaxed. If Leo had to try and be Logan and psychoanalyse him, he'd guess he was asking for their hard scene now because he knew he'd get aftercare that would last all night if he wanted it, hours at the very least. Leo would give that to him, if that was what he needed, that comfort, that reassurance. Of course he would.

 

This was what made him stop fighting against his own head, slipping down into that deeper part of his headspace he had been resisting as he guided Logan and Regulus' lips to meet.

 

"Make it messy for me." When they were fully entangled with each other, their tongues visibly sliding, as Leo requested, messily over each other's mouths, Leo slid his hands down, pressing against the fronts of their crotches, firm palms that had them moaning and whimpering. He only gave them stimulation for a few seconds, barely anything to help how desperate they were before he was moving his hands to the front of his own sweats, sliding his hand underneath the band of them. They kept kissing for him, their hands at their sides for a short while but then touching all they could reach of the other when Regulus had reached out to grab onto Logan's hip and he hadn't gotten told off.

 

Although Leo's hand was concealed by fabric, there was no question about what he was doing, tugging himself in slow, firm strokes that had his toes curling against the carpet, teasing himself so he'd last as long as possible. Leo pulled his bottom lip into his mouth, a groan vibrating from his throat at the mixed physical and visual stimulation.

 

It made Logan flick his eyes to him, instantly catching on the bobbing rhythm of his hand. He opened his mouth, Regulus' attention now on Leo as well.

 

"I didn't hear myself say stop? Regie, princess, did you hear me say stop?"

 

Regulus shook his head, his lips swollen, his cheeks flushed in a way that shouldn't be doing as many things to Leo as it was.

 

Leo hummed. "I didn't think so." He turned his gaze back to Logan, his question in his eyes.

 

"I want to do that for you."

 

"Tonight isn't about what you want, is it, darlin'?"

 

"Isn't it?" Logan smiled, challenge written all over his face.

 

"Princess, kneel on the floor for me." When Regulus instantly moved to do as he was told, practically vibrating out of his skin with excitement, Leo turned to him and continued. "Get a pillow, you've been a good boy for me."

 

Regulus did that too, popping it on the floor, close enough to Leo that he felt the fabric of it against his foot.

 

"Could I have a kiss? A quick one?"

 

Leo smiled, leaning up a little, keeping a hand braced on the small of Logan's back to tell him he wasn't to move a muscle. Regulus' fingers brushed either side of Leo's jaw as he kissed him slowly, sweet and submissive.

 

"You being so good makes daddy so fucking hard, honey." Regulus whimpered against where Leo had mumbled against his lips. He connected their lips again, using his free hand to grab Regulus' wrist, guiding his one hand down from being against his face to between his legs, pressing it against the bulge of his cock. He managed to conceal the groan it threatened to echo from his lips. "Feel it?" Regulus nodded. He kissed him again, doing so until Regulus' shaking had calmed somewhat, their hands now tangled together on Leo's thigh, Leo's thumb rubbing Regulus' knuckles as they did.

 

It was only when Logan began shifting restlessly that Leo pulled away from him, flicking his tongue out to catch the string of spit that connected their lips. Logan had done very well to keep still as long as he had.

 

"What's your colour for watching me punish Lo?"

 

Regulus' breath shuddered. "Green, daddy."

 

"Go kneel, baby."

 

Once Regulus was settled, Leo turned back to Logan, who had gotten considerably less squirmy once he'd heard the word 'punish' and 'Lo' in the same sentence.

 

"What's your colour, love?" Leo asked gently, stroking his thumb along Logan's chewed bottom lip.

 

"What punishment is it?"

 

"Will my answer change yours?" Leo asked.

 

Logan shook his head. "I'm green."

 

"Then strip." Logan rose, his fingers sliding down his body to hook underneath the hem of his shirt, dragging it up his body slowly. Leo suppressed a smile - his little show-off. He didn't move his eyes from the growing expanse of exposed skin while he spoke to Regulus. "You don't have to stay in position, honey. You can watch. You've been very well-behaved, I just want you kneeling because you look pretty down there. It's not a punishment."

 

"Thank you, daddy."

 

Regulus' whimper was immediate when he turned his head to see Logan. When the man had finally, slowly shucked his sweats down his legs, Leo told him to remove his boxers too when he hesitated.

 

"Turn." Logan did, his back to Leo. Even Regulus couldn't stop the gasp that slipped from him when Leo's hand seemed to be on his thigh one moment and was cracking down against Logan's ass the next. Logan whirled.

 

"Ouch!"

 

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby. Did you want your punishment not to hurt?" He steeled Logan with a look that told him to colour out if he wanted. Logan simply glared at him.

 

"I didn't realise my punishment had started yet."

 

"Your punishment starts when you start being a brat. Now get over my knee." Logan did as he was told, his arms braced on the arm of the sofa, his legs hanging from Leo's. "Count and thank me for fixing your attitude with every one."

 

Before Logan could answer, Leo's hand came crashing down on the same reddened piece of skin it had already, Logan jolting in his lap. He made no sound through his gritted teeth, barely a moments pause between the slap and his words, his voice a cool, sultry stream.

 

"One. Thank you daddy. It felt good."

 

Regulus shivered as Leo's tongue ran along the front of his teeth, Logan turned away from his face and not catching the look. Leo stared right back at Regulus, the gentle blue in his eyes so dark it looked navy, as his hand came down again, Logan's leg spasming at the roughness.

 

"Two. Thank you daddy."

 

Leo continued, the tension practically melting from his body in a way Regulus had never seen before as Logan began whining with every one.

 

"Nine. T-thank you."

 

"Thank you who, little boy?"

 

"Daddy!" Logan exclaimed quickly, the sound half lost in the moan that slipped from him at both Leo's tone, the man having been completely silent since they started, and the name that addled further with his spinning hormones. "Thank you daddy."

 

"Stand up. Ah, ah." Logan froze. "Not you. Regie." Logan sank back down with a whimper. "Colour, both of you." He requested once Regulus was standing.

 

"Green."

 

"Green, daddy." Logan's voice was pained but honest.

 

"Princess, the last one is yours to give him."

 

"How hard should I do it?" Regulus shuffled on his feet. He was still completely dressed, basketball shorts that belonged to Logan and Finn's sweater half-hanging from his shoulder.

 

"However hard you wish to, baby. He's all yours for this one." He took Regulus' hand in his, pulling him to shift his angle so he could stand closer to them.

 

"Can you give me a spot?"

 

Leo's cock jumped at his princess asking where to spank his angel who was already bruised and writhing in his lap. He raised a hand, pointing so Logan wouldn't be able to tell where he was indicating.

 

"That looks sore."

 

"It's all sore. It's a punishment. Give him the punishment you feel like."

 

He watched, already kind of knowing this would be the likely outcome but wanting to test it anyway, as Regulus hesitated then leaned down to where Logan was braced for the sharp impact of a spank, and placed a feather-light kiss exactly where Leo had said. Logan loosed a breath that was nothing short of melted, melted by their boyfriend's sweetness.

 

Regulus' eyes were nervous as they regarded Leo.

 

"That's what I felt like."

 

"I know." Leo smiled up at him while he began stroking touches that were barely there along Logan's back and thighs to begin soothing the sting. "Well done for keeping to your boundaries, princess. And angel, well done for taking your punishment so bravely."

 

"Thank you, daddy." Leo knew it was only partly thanking him for the praise, the rest thanking him for giving him what he needed to let the past two days go and finally just relax, letting Leo take care of him. It was what they all needed. Leo would have to see what he could manage with Finn to try and give him the chance to let at least some of it go for a little while.

 

He had asked Regulus to do it for a reason. Of course, it was immensely clear, both from previous experiences and the fact Regulus' cock hung heavy and pronounced in his shorts, that he enjoyed watching Leo inflict pain. Leo just wanted to make sure, although he had pretty strong suspicions, that Regulus had little interest in inflicting it himself. Knowing what they only liked to watch and not do themselves was his job, it meant it was his role to give them that opportunity to watch while he did .

 

"Angel, how is it?" He asked after a few minutes, Regulus having returned back to his pillow, without prompt, once Leo had began silently massaging the ache from Logan's muscles.

 

"Good. Achy but so fucking good."

 

Leo just hummed, giving it another minute before he spoke again, easing Logan to sit up although he kept most of his weight on his arms and not on his bruising ass.

 

"Both of you go up to my room. Lo, I want you to undress him when you're up there and for you both to agree on three things. One: something you want to do that Regie is all green for. Two: something Regie wants that you're all green for. Three: something you both want to do together, interpret that how you wish to come to an agreement. Understood?"

 

The two excited nods he got in return made him smile. Before they could rush off, however, a small tsk had them both sinking back down, dipping their heads apologetically at moving before they were told to.

 

"I'm trusting you both to talk maturely about consent. You’ll be able to use your colours as always but it's important you can both set boundaries with each other, not just with me and Finn. If there's any issues at all, I want you to tell me when I come in and we can discuss it again then. I won't be mad if there's an issue, alright darlings?" When he got two, rather doe-eyed, agreements, he gave them both a loving kiss each, nodding for them to go upstairs.

 

When they had disappeared, he grabbed his phone from the coffee table.

 

21:49 You: dont come back hammered please?? xxx 

 

was what he settled on

 

21:49 Bambi: Sure, only a few beers in. The alcohol at this place tastes like feet xxxx

 

Leo smiled.

 

21:49 You: bet lex is loving that. stay safe have fun. i love you my darling. xxx

 

Finn began typing then stopped then began again.

 

21:50 Bambi: I will do xx

 

Then right after.

 

21:50 Bambi: I love you, daddy xxx

 

Leo smiled, sending a handful of kisses back before dawdling upstairs, two bottles of water in his hand and three protein bars tucked into his pocket. He heard them chatting faintly in his room at the end of the hall, leaving them to it for another while, stopping off in Finn's room and that wonderful velvet box he loved so much.

He brought a towel back in with him, sliding a soft, newer one out from the cupboard they kept them in. His selection from the box was hidden in the fold of it, the boys paying it no mind as he set it atop the dresser as he entered, instead both smiling brightly at his appearance. He grinned back, who wouldn't at them?

 

"Have you decided or do you need more time?" Leo headed over to them, his hands and pockets empty.

 

They shared a glance. "No, we've decided, daddy," Regulus settled on.

 

"Good boys." He stood before the bed, looking down at the pair gazing up at him, waiting for instruction. Petting a hand across Logan's cheek, he continued. "What's yours, angel?"

 

"It's more something to do throughout everything else, not something separate." His request was valid, it was his matter-of-fact tone that had Leo's brow quirking, his fingers pressing in a fraction on either side of his chin. "If that's okay?" Logan hurried to add.

 

Leo gave a barely-there nod to signify he had corrected his behaviour. "Of course, what is it?"

 

"Considering Finn's not here, slapping? We don't usually have the opportunity to do that."

 

Leo's surprise piqued at Regulus being okay with that.

 

"It's not that I don't believe you've discussed it thoroughly," he began, looking at Logan directly so he wouldn't think Leo didn't trust him, "but for me to be green, I need to double check, okay?"

 

"Mhm," Logan hummed instantly, not seeming deterred by that in the slightest.

 

"Princess?" Leo prompted.

 

"I'm green. I've thought about it before. Lo was screaming on your lap downstairs and never once did any of that being negative cross my mind. I know it's for pleasure, I know you love us, I know it's only because he asked you to."

 

Thank fuck for that , Leo thought.

 

"Alright, sweetie. But remember you can colour if that changes, yeah?"

 

"Je sais."

 

"Such good boys," Leo praised, sliding his grip round to the back of Logan's neck to bring him forward, kissing his forehead before turning his attention to Regulus. "And your request?"

 

The dark flush that seemed to appear on Regulus' cheeks instantly had Leo's cock jumping although his face remained calm.

 

"Overstim." His voice was timid but sure. A quick glance told Leo all he needed to know about how Regulus felt about it.

 

"Wonderful idea. I've been wanting to try that with you for a while." Regulus preened over the fact Leo had pictured this with him beforehand. "And your joint one?" The look his subs shared had him folding his hands behind his back before he just pushed them both back and climbed on top of them.

 

"Well, we talked about it and the only thing we kept coming up with for tonight was just that we want to please you," Logan answered.

 

Fuuuuuck . Leo shifted his weight on his feet.

 

"Oh? How so?" He mentally patted himself on the back at how steady his voice sounded even to his own ears.

 

"Whatever you want to do to us or watch is what we want," Regulus expanded.

 

Leo went dizzy with how many images flashed across his mind at once.

 

"Did we break the rules?" Regulus asked, his voice shy and unsure.

 

"No," Leo rushed to answer. "No, you've both done very well, I'm very proud of you both." Their smiles reappeared. "I'm just trying to pick one of them."

 

"How about," Logan crept forward on his knees, coming right to the edge of the bed before he slid his hand up Leo's thigh to cup the bulge in his sweats, "we give you some stress relief while you think on it?"

 

Leo simply looked down at him for a long second before Logan's face shifting broke their eye contact. A gasp sprung from Regulus, blending with Logan's choked groan at the sting in his cheek. Leo turned his attention to him instantly, ready to pull the plug on that part. Until his eyes caught Regulus' fist gripping the base of his cock, a string of fluid still connecting the tip of his cock and the droplet of precum that now stained the covers ever so slightly.

 

"Told you it turned him on," Logan smirked through his breathlessness. He broke off again when Leo's fingers hit his other cheek in a swift slap, enough to make his head shift a little. There had been times, well into the throes of a scene that Logan had asked Leo to hit him harder, closer to an actual slap than the swift smacks against his cheek usually were. Leo had always said no and would continue to do so. It may not be Logan's line but it was his, Logan always apologised afterwards if he recalled asking for it. Leo was always quick to reassure him it was fine. It wasn't a trigger for Leo, it was just something he wouldn't do, asking for it and being told no didn't hurt either of them.

 

"Is that what you were asking for?" Leo asked, shifting his tone into a higher, lilting tease that brought a slight flush of humiliation to Logan's cheeks.

 

"Fuck yes," Logan breathed, his green eyes wide with his blown pupils as Leo gripped his chin to turn his head back to him.

 

"Then take my cock out and say thank you." Regulus' whimper had him rolling his tongue along the backs of his teeth to keep his smile from showing, his hand shifting to tangle in Logan's curls as he began tugging the band of his sweats down his legs enough to free his cock. "No touching yourselves from now on unless I tell you to." Regulus' hand flew from where he had been gripping his cock, burying his fingers in the sheets instead as his eyes remained focused entirely on where Logan was lapping at Leo's tip, cleaning the dampness from it.

 

Upon Leo's request, Regulus shuffled to the edge of the bed, pressing up on his knees to shorten the height difference between them. Leo's other hand gripped the back of his neck in a silent, possessive gesture that had Regulus whining. It was only after Leo's lips had sucked a deep angry mark directly under Regulus' jaw that he spoke, albeit after simply looking down at him in a way that made him have to fight not to squirm for a long moment.

 

"You are going to look so fucking gorgeous when you're crying from how good it feels to come over and over and over again." Regulus was spared from having to figure a response to that when the words also spurred a guttural moan from Logan even around his full mouth. "Ah-ah," Leo reprimanded him. "If you can still moan, little brat, you're not taking it deep enough." Logan's eyes flicked up in a glare even as he swallowed Leo down deeper. Even he couldn't keep back the pleasured moan slipping from him at the feeling of his boyfriend's throat around him. "You didn't think the slaps were your punishment for grabbing at me without permission, did you?" His voice dropped to a whisper as he bent at the waist a little to look Logan right in the eyes. "It doesn't count as punishment if it makes your cock drool, baby."

 

"Give me something to do," Regulus blurted out. Leo's glance over, once his vision had unblurred from the sudden pleasure of Logan swallowing him down once again, saw Regulus knelt, his hands on his thighs, fingertips digging into the flesh of them as they itched for something to do. "Please," he added before Leo could speak.

 

"I want you to open our Angel up for me. Can you do that?"

 

Logan moaned around his cock at the promise of being stretched open soon, shifting his weight so he could lean onto a hand braced on the bed, his knees parting, a slight arch appearing to his back to give Regulus all the access he could need.

 

"Make him loud for me. You know how much hearing you both turns me on."

 

Regulus scrambled to do as he was told, nodding all the while. Leo reached a long arm to the nightstand, grabbing an almost new bottle of lube from the top drawer, handing it to Regulus who was now knelt behind Logan. Leo let his eyes slide closed, focusing only on Logan's skilled tongue pressing towards the base of his cock, Leo's own hand tangling in his curls to bob him up and down every once in a while. He could track every finger Regulus slid inside of him by every clench of his throat, every inhale of breath through his nose. It was magnificent.

 

Too magnificent after a while.

 

"Alright, well done, darlings. You're being so good for me."

 

Regulus straightened, slipping his fingers from inside of Logan when Leo nodded his approval for him to do so. Logan's mouth made a slick sound as he let Leo's cock fall from between his lips.

 

"Your mouth tired, honey?" Leo asked, holding the underside of Logan's chin, stroking his thumb along his jaw.

 

"Not if you don't want it to be."

 

Leo smiled, a pleasant shiver running through him at Logan's submission to him, his eyes wide and trusting as he waited for what Leo wanted from him.

 

"That's what I like to hear. But I don't want my boy in pain, well, any pain that isn't the fun kind. And I definitely don't mind doing this job myself. I have a different job for you." Leo leaned down, his lips brushing Logan's ear as he looked at Regulus, his voice too low to be discernible to the man.

 

"Yes, yes, I can do that." Logan was practically vibrating with nervous excited energy, wiggling on his knees.

 

"Go get it then." Regulus shifted to try and peer around Leo's body to where Logan was scrambling to shift through the towels Leo had brought in. "Ah-ah. Eyes on me, princess." Leo stepped closer, holding a hand out to Regulus, prompting him to shift his way to the edge of the bed. He whimpered into Leo's mouth when he dragged him into a dominating kiss, his hand tightly fisting Regulus' hair to keep him where he wanted him.

 

"What's happening?" Regulus breathed into his mouth when Leo broke the kiss, although their mouths remained barely a breath apart. 

 

“I’m going to make you come on my tongue while Lo does whatever he wants with your gorgeous body,” Leo explained, his breathing heavy as he ran his hands over Regulus’ sides, “and a vibrator.” Leo couldn’t help his smile as Regulus sighed out a moan. “I feel like I know but what’s your colour for that, sweetheart?”

 

“Green, so green, please. Do whatever you want to me.” 

 

“Don’t tell me that, darlin’. You might just drive me insane with promises like that.” Regulus’ smile had Leo taking a deep breath in through his nose, holding his hand out behind him as he heard Logan’s steps on the carpet. A glance told him Logan had thought ahead, already having slipped a condom over the wand. “Good boy, angel.” Logan’s nose brushed between Leo’s shoulder blades as he nuzzled in until he was asked for, his cock heavy and throbbing as it brushed the back of Leo’s sweats. “Tongue out, please.” Regulus complied without missing a beat. 

 

Flicking it onto the lowest setting, a gentle buzz filled the room, Logan’s arms sliding around Leo’s waist, his hips grinding into Leo’s body at the sound. 

 

Regulus’ wanton moan when the head of the vibrator touched his tongue had Leo cursing under his breath.

 

“God, you two drive me mad.” He drew circles on Regulus’ tongue with it, watching as his pupils darkened further and further with every touch. “Just think how he’ll react to it in other places, angel.” 

 

“Please, daddy. I want to test it.” The vibrator clicked off. 

 

“Here you go.” Leo handed the wand back to Logan. “Alright, darin’, you’re going to sit on my face and unless your colour changes, you let me and Lo do whatever we want to you, okay?” 

 

“Yes, daddy.” 

 

“There are only two rules I want you to follow besides that. You think you can keep two rules in mind while you’re full of all the good hormones?” 

 

“I can, I can be good.” 

 

“Oh, don’t I know that,” Leo breathed in reply, his thumb dipping into Regulus’ mouth as he traced his bitten bottom lip. “One, you have to tell me before you’re about to come. Two, you don’t try and muffle a single sound while you do and you have manners like a good boy and say ‘thank you’.” 

 

“Understood, daddy. I can do that.” 

 

Leo gave him one last kiss, turning and stealing a cheeky one from Logan before he lay on the centre of the bed, holding his hands out to invite Regulus. 

 

“Comfy?” he checked. 

 

Regulus shuffled his weight on his knees, hovering above Leo’s face then nodded. “Yeah.” 

 

“Perfect.” Without further preamble, Leo tugged him down, wasting no time, enjoying the ragged gasp that he managed to draw from Regulus almost instantly, his hips already pushing down to chase the sensation. Leo felt as Logan’s thighs brushed against his, the man straddling them. Regulus’ moans were muffled as Logan dragged him into a messy kiss, a high-pitched whine coming from his throat when he sucked on the tip of his tongue. 

 

Leo resisted a smirk when he heard the vibrator clicking on, the lowest setting naturally, Logan lived to be a tease. Regulus jumped at the noise alone, the sound was too high-pitched for it to be already touching him. That did make Leo chuckle a little, Regulus whining at his teasing.

 

“The thing I love about vibrators,” Logan began softly, his voice a sultry whisper that had goosebumps spreading over Leo’s body, nevermind Regulus’, “is that when you’re really, really turned on, say when your dom has you sat on his face, even touching it to somewhere completely innocent, for example, your collarbone,” Regulus’ entire body tensed above Leo as, he guessed, Logan did exactly that, “feels really fucking good. Don’t you agree?” Regulus’ only reply was whimpered whines that had Leo lifting his weight with the grip he still held on his thighs to encourage him.

 

“Don’t be rude, Regie. Lo asked you a question.” 

 

“Yes!” Regulus hurried to answer. “Yes it feels good.” 

 

Leo felt Logan’s thighs squeeze around his as his own cock pulsed in reply to his words. Logan hummed around his bottom lip, caught between his teeth as he took in the sight in front of him, Leo imagined it was quite the vision. 

 

“I bet it’d feel even better a little lower, don’t you?” Logan waited for Regulus’ strangled agreement before he continued. “Maybe to your nipple, hm? Yeah, I bet that’d feel really good.” Regulus barely got out a choked plea before Logan was doing just that. The man shuddered on top of Leo, Leo’s grip tightening so he couldn’t pull away from having both of the overwhelming sensations occurring at the same time. 

 

“ Fuck, please,” Regulus whined. He cut himself off with a ragged moan as Leo practically growled between his legs at the sound, tugging him ever closer as he quickened his languid movements. “Shit, shit, shit,” he rushed out. “It’s too much, it’s too much.” 

 

“Colour?” Logan was saying before Leo could.

 

“ Green , this is what I want. Please don’t stop.” And who was Leo not to comply with a sweet request such as that. 

 

Logan drew out his path downwards slowly, maddeningly even for Leo, over the next several minutes. Long enough that even with it still tracing idle circles over his abdomen and along his thighs, Regulus stuttered out a sentence.

 

“I–I’m going to come. Please can I come, daddy?” 

 

Leo just hummed against him, earning a jolt from Regulus as he flew over the edge, painting Logan’s abdomen with cum without a single touch to his cock. 

 

“There you go,” Logan whispered, almost entranced by the sight his boyfriend made before him. He slid the vibrator lower as his orgasm finished, running it over the sensitive skin just beneath his navel. Regulus whimpered and whined, trying to twitch his hips away from the feeling. He was now speared open on Leo’s tongue, the blond fucking him with it languidly, his nails digging into his inner thighs to give him a shock of pain before he was petting over them with gentle fingertips to ease the sting, just to repeat the process all over again. “If I let you go soft, I’m not doing my job correctly. Daddy told me to keep you coming, so I’m not going to stop unless you colour out.” 

 

“You’re so hot, fuck,” Regulus panted, one hand stretched behind him to tug at Leo’s hair, his other braced against his chest. 

 

Logan let out a giggle at the compliment that had Leo’s cock jumping. 

 

“Why thank you, baby,” Logan drawled, shifting in Leo’s lap to draw Regulus into another kiss, the vibrator pressed still against his skin. “I love you,” Logan mumbled into his mouth.

 

“Love–love you too. So much,” Regulus panted out. “You too, daddy. Love you.” 

 

“I love you both too. So, so, so much. You’re both doing so well for me, thank you, loves.” That, Leo’s clear vocal approval, had them both holding back pleased whimpers, thriving off his praise. “Hold it between his legs now, angel. Don’t take it off until he comes for you again.”

 

Logan doing as he was told, alongside flicking it up a setting or two, and Leo doubling his own efforts had Regulus screaming through another orgasm in minutes, his thighs trembling under Leo’s touch the entire time. 

 

“Yellow, yellow,” Regulus choked out. The vibrator flicked off immediately, Leo carefully sliding his tongue out from inside him. 

 

“You’re alright. Take your time, baby. Deep breaths. Lo, can you go get him a water bottle, please?” 

 

Logan scrambled from his lap to comply. 

 

“I’ll get off in a second,” Regulus mumbled, both his hands braced on Leo’s chest to keep him upright. 

 

“Take your time, don’t worry about that.” He just continued petting comfortingly along Regulus’ thighs while he sipped the water Logan handed him. “You too, angel. Water.” He heard the crinkle of the plastic bottle as Logan took a few gulps from it. 

 

A few minutes later, with Logan’s steadying hands, Regulus was laid back against the mattress, his legs still jelly against it. Logan didn’t seem to mind the slight lull in action while Regulus had a breather, despite his cock still hanging heavy between his legs, just promptly sitting himself in Leo’s lap and letting himself be put back gently in his place by his boyfriend’s unrelenting tongue and strong, wandering hands. 

 

“Now,” Leo said quietly to Logan, peppering kisses along his nose and cheeks, “how many more do we think we can get from him?”

 

Regulus just gave a groan in reply that had them both chuckling.

 

“One?” Leo mused, kissing down Logan’s neck. “Two?” Another kiss, Logan’s head tipping back as he gripped his shoulders, squeezing to feel the strong muscle that rippled beneath his skin. “Three?”

 

“Trois?!” 

 

“You’ll take whatever we decide to give you, hush.” Leo’s voice was stern, stern enough to have Regulus falling silent, a whimper escaping him as his cock began filling out against his thigh once more. 

 

“Do you have something in mind for how we’re going to make him come this time?” Logan asked from his perch atop Leo’s thighs. 

 

“Darlin’, I’ve been imagining this opportunity for months . Ideas of what I want to do with you two are never going to run dry, don’t worry yourself about that.” He punctuated his sentence with a harsh bite to Logan’s neck that had him arching with a gasp. “You’re going to do what you do best and ride him until he’s breeding you full. And I’m going to make sure he gives you every last drop.” Logan was sweating a little, his temple damp as he pressed his forehead to Leo’s, his breaths heavy in the space between them.

 

“I’ll be so good, make it so good for him. Promesse, promesse, promesse.” 

 

“Oh, I know, angel. And it’ll feel so good, non? Être ouvert par lui? Par sa grosse bite?”

 

“ God, yes.” 

 

There was a shift of movement from Regulus with that, his hand still wrapped around where he had been slowly jerking himself to full hardness, as he moved to lie on his back. Logan looked at him over Leo’s shoulder, his eyes flicking from his wide, grey eyes, to his cock, his throat bobbing with a swallow at the sight. 

 

“Can we go now, daddy? Please? I want him.” Regulus moaned aloud at that, his head dropping back against the mattress as he squeezed the base of his cock to try and calm himself. 

 

“Go get him inside you. Slowly . I want to watch.” He let Logan off his lap with one last tangle of their tongues and a sharp pat to his cheek that had Logan’s eyes unfocusing for a second before he scrambled over to Regulus. Leo tossed him the lube with ease, Logan slicking him up far more than necessary purely to make it messy as he jerked him a few times. 

 

Leo stroked himself, fighting to keep his hand slow as he watched Logan put on a show for where he was stood just to the side of the bed, his sweats finally discarded. The gentle drag of his tongue to collect the bead of precum at the tip of Regulus’ dick, his eyes innocent and wide as he looked at Leo while he did so, drove him mad, though he was cautious not to let it show on his face. 

 

“Wait.” Logan froze, his knees keeping him just hovering above where he was holding Regulus’ cock, just about to sink down on it. Regulus whined, his hands grabbing at the blanket as he fought to keep his hips from thrusting upwards to chase what he knew was going to feel like heaven. “Ask me for it.” 

 

“Please let me have him,” Regulus said instantly, his voice loud in the submissive silence of the room. “Please, I need him. I want him so badly, daddy. I want him to make me come for you, please.” Seeing the dampness building in Regulus’ eyes at the frustration in his body, Leo gave Logan permission with just a nod of his head. 

 

“Slow, remember.” 

 

Their shared gasp as Logan slid him inside, just sinking the tip in, had Leo’s head tipping to the ceiling his eyes rolling back in his head at the almost-painful throb of his cock in his hand. 

 

“Don’t you want to watch us, daddy?” Logan’s voice was a low, seductive whisper; the same he always loved to use to rile Leo up in the lockers after a grueling practice when he just wanted to go home and get pushed against the front door, an innocent, quiet conversation to anyone else around but to Leo, it was an invitation. And if watching them wasn’t the invitation of a lifetime. 

 

Leo dragged his gaze back to them, fighting a groan purely at the way Regulus’ face was scrunched in pleasure, his fingers still fisting the sheets. 

 

“He’s so fucking tight,” Regulus choked out. “Split open on three different cocks every day of the week and still so fucking tight.” Leo smiled, unable not to as Regulus’ eyes shot open, staring, unseeing at the ceiling after what Leo knew was Logan clenching around him, that all-too-familiar flush of humiliation filling out his cock as he pushed down, eager to get more of Regulus inside of him. 

 

The slap was harsh, loud. Logan’s jaw dropping open as his eyes fluttered closed at the sting of it, his wanton, breathy moan was followed by a surprised gasp as Regulus’ hips thrust up, filling him in one quick motion as his hands grabbed either one of Logan’s hips to pull him down onto him at the same time. 

 

“I’m– merde,” Regulus cried, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes as his hips twitched as he remained flush inside of Logan. 

 

“Fuck, he’s coming,” Logan breathed out in a whisper, rolling his hips down against him, riding out the feeling of Regulus filling him, milking him as much as he could. 

 

“Oh, baby .” Leo’s voice was filled with awe he had absolutely no need to fake. “Did you enjoy that? Me slapping Lo for being greedy when I told him to go slow and you just couldn’t take it anymore could you? You needed to be inside of him, hm?”

 

“‘M sorry,” Regulus panted, blinking his eyes open to look up at Leo pleadingly. “I couldn’t help it, he went so tight and I–”

 

Leo shushed him, moving to pet his hand through his hair. “You don’t have to be sorry, love. Your only job is to come for me and that’s what you did.” He looked right back at Regulus, imploring him to see he was being completely honest. Regulus must have seen something that reassured him, relaxing with a bashful nod. “Daddy needs to be inside of you now, is that okay? Will you let me show you how proud I am and fuck you, princess?” 

 

“Mhm,” Regulus nodded, Logan shifting his weight to lean forward so Regulus could bend his knees, spreading his legs. 

 

Leo leaned down, holding Regulus’ chin firmly as he kissed him into the mattress. “Thank you, darlin’.” Grabbing the lube discarded on the bed as he moved to kneel behind Logan, Leo unceremoniously dumped some in his palm, trying to cover himself with it without too much stimulation. After that sight, Regulus might not be the only one coming while barely inside. 

 

He pushed into him without preamble, bottoming out fairly quickly without going too fast, aiming to not overstimulate him too much just yet. No, that would come when Logan was bouncing on his cock too. 

 

“Start slowly, love,” Leo mumbled into Logan’s ear, kissing the skin of his neck behind it as he did. Logan’s hips began working in slow, deliberate circles, getting Regulus back to full hardness, although he had only softened slightly with his orgasm. Leo couldn’t imagine being able to go soft in Logan either. “Is he ready, do you think? You think he can take you riding him and not stopping until you get yourself off?” 

 

Logan flicked his head to look over his shoulder. “I can come?”

 

“No touching yourself. You come only from his dick like a good boy.” 

 

Logan nodded eagerly, his curls bouncing in a way that would have been endearing if it were under different circumstances. 

 

“I can do that, daddy.”

 

“Then, yes. You can come whenever you like, angel.” 

 

Logan, it seemed, needed no more encouragement than that, instantly beginning to bounce on Regulus once he properly had his knees underneath him. Content to just watch for a while, Leo barely pumped his hips, mainly just grinding his hips as he remained pressed deep inside Regulus - it was just enough that he gave his prostate the ghost of a nudge every now and again, enough to make him gasp and grind up into Logan but not enough to get him off. It was clear Logan, while definitely making it good for himself if his loud cries were any indication, still made sure to hit every spot he knew Regulus liked; rising until his tip was just catching on his rim and then taking him all the way down in a split second, clenching down around him as he circled his hips before doing the same again. 

 

And if Leo couldn’t help but give him a few spanks to add to the bruising skin of his ass while he did, then it only served to make them both even closer to coming. 

 

“That’s it,” Leo encouraged when he knew Logan was getting close. “That’s it, angel. Make yourself come on his cock. Show him how grateful you are for his cum.” Leo took note of how Regulus clenched around him as he said that. Perfect whores, the both of them. He knew it would be a strong one for Logan when he got quieter instead of louder the closer he got, his movements unsteady, trembling as he worked to get himself there. He went silent completely as his body locked up, his legs shaking as he stilled and then ground his hips as he let out gasping moans as he painted Regulus’ stomach. Leo’s own stomach flipped when saw Regulus jolt a little, the explanation for it coming when Leo saw the streak of cum painting his lips. “Don’t,” was all he said, Regulus nodding without the need for any extra explanation. 

 

He held Logan upright as he trembled through the aftershocks. 

 

“ Shit.” Logan said eventually, still panting. 

 

Leo and Regulus couldn’t help but chuckle. 

 

“I can’t remember the last time you came like that, love. Are you okay?” He chuckled. 

 

“I’m fucking wonderful,” Logan said, his voice floaty and giggling. “The last time I came like that was when we did our suspension.” 

 

Leo hummed. “Take that as a good dose for your ego, Regie. I damn near fucked him dumb during that scene.” Logan’s cock gave a valiant twitch at the reminder. “Regie, can you reach that water bottle from there?”

 

“I think so.” Regulus made sure to keep his hips as still as possible as he stretched an arm to the bedside table where the half-empty bottle remained. “Here.” Logan gave a grateful hum as he took it from him, Leo unscrewing the cap for him, his hands definitely shaking far too much to do it himself and he wanted to help even if he wouldn’t risk shifting them all by pulling out of Regulus. A few gulps later, Regulus screwed it tight, discarding it on the sheets this time. 

 

“You can keep going.” 

 

“You sure, love?” Leo asked. “I won’t be disappointed if you want off.” 

 

“ No, ” Logan whined.

 

“Watch it,” Leo mumbled quickly. 

 

Logan straightened a little. “No, I wanna keep riding him. We can go for five.” 

 

Now that brought a smile to his lips. His little overachiever. “You think so? You think we can get two more from him like this?”

 

“Definitely,” Logan agreed, leaning his weight back onto Leo’s chest, Regulus groaning at the shift. “And maybe I can coax out one more with my mouth? Suck it from him nice and slow?” 

 

Fuck , Leo wanted one sucked from him like that. His cock hurt with how desperate he was for some release. 

 

“Suck one from the both of you?” Logan suggested, looking back at Leo out the corner of his eye, clearing reading the want on his face. “Swap between the both of you until I’m mixing your cum in my mouth?” He began slowly circling his hips again as he spoke, his voice shaking a little as his body was wracked with pleasant overstimulation. 

 

“God, please . I hope I’m still up for that later,” Regulus mused, flexing his hands on Logan’s hips. They kept that pace, Leo slowly grinding his hips, Logan riding Regulus so gently it was as though he might break, Logan continuing a steady stream of filth as he got back into it, driving the pair mad. It was broken by Regulus’ outright scream and Logan’s ragged grunt when Leo suddenly drew his hips out and roughly thrust back in. 

 

Logan would like the rough even with how sensitive he was, every thrust from Leo jolting Regulus’ swollen cock further into him. Regulus would love the rough. With his hands holding onto fistfuls of Regulus’ muscular thighs, Leo pounded into him relentlessly. Logan, unable to keep his balance, had his head tucked into Regulus’ neck, Regulus’ hips lifted as Leo dragged his lower body to sit on the tops of his thighs to get deeper. The tilt to Regulus’ hips as he kept himself pressed deep inside of Logan meant he was literally fucking him with the bounce from every one of Leo’s thrusts. 

 

“Daddy,” Logan cried, his back arching as Regulus hit his prostate head-on. “Fuck, it’s like you’re fucking us both at the same time.” 

 

Leo groaned in reply, his necklace bouncing against his chest, his chest covered in a slick sheen of sweat as he chased his own orgasm, his body so tightly-strung in desperation for it that the tendons in his neck looked at though they were about to snap. 

 

“Please fill me up,” Regulus whined. “Breed me, I need you to. I need it .” 

 

Where is it? Where is it where is it where is i– there we go.

 

Regulus’ back bowed, his hand flicking out to hold onto Logan’s back to keep him from falling as he screamed. 

 

“He’s going to come,” Logan moaned out. “I can feel it.”

 

“Viens avec moi, princesse,” Leo grunted out. He kept pounding into him even as his own orgasm hit him, his fingers pressing so deeply into Regulus’ legs that he knew he’d be apologetically rubbing arnica gel into them for the next few days at least. When the fuzzy ringing in his ears finally ebbed enough to let him hear his surroundings again, his heart dropped when he heard Regulus’ sobs. “Good or bad?” Leo found himself asking. Colour, you idiot, you ask for a colour , he kicked himself inwardly.

 

“He’s okay. It’s good,” Logan said. “Right, baby?” Leo watched as Regulus’ dark head of hair nodded even as another rattling sob came from him. 

 

“Keep going. Please, I need more.” 

 

“I will, love. I promise. Just take some big breaths for me before we do.” Regulus began protesting, shaking his head from side to side, grinding his hips up into Logan even as the pleasure made his legs and hips shake, before fucking himself down onto Leo’s cock. “Three big breaths or we stop it all.” Regulus just moaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he got into a rhythm, rocking between the two of them. “I’m not joking, Regie. Now or we stop.” When he got no response, he steadied Regulus’ hips with his hands, beginning to slowly pull out. 

 

“No! No, no, no. Please!” Regulus hooked his legs around Leo’s hips, keeping him pressed close.

 

“Do as you’re told , Regulus,” Leo barked. He heard as Regulus began breathing in steadily through his nose and then let it out. Repeating it twice more. “And another.” Regulus complied without missing a beat. “Good. Colour?”

 

“Vert,” Regulus replied.

 

“Green,” Logan echoed. 

 

“Alright. Lo, give the desperate slut what he wants so badly. Make it impressive.” Logan took that note and ran with it . Leo could scarcely decide where to begin looking, the dominant frustration Regulus’ disobedience had built within his headspace ebbing at the sight, at the pleasured sounds coming from both of his subs. He fucked in and out of Regulus at a more normal pace, giving his prostate a pleasant nudge with every roll of his hips inside of him. “We’re going to milk this one from him and then you’re going to put that mouth to work, okay?” 

 

“Yes, daddy.” 

 

“I want you to come again, too.”

 

“Don’t know if I can without making it six for Regie before I even get off,” Logan admitted with a choked chuckle. 

 

Leo echoed the sound at Regulus’ startled sound at hearing ‘six’. “Don’t worry, baby. No, you’re coming around my tongue when I lick Regie’s mess out of you. For now, clean up that mess you made on his lip. Can’t get him all messy with your cum and not help to clean at least a bit of it.” 

 

Logan, ever eager to please, leaned down, dragging his tongue over Regulus’ bottom lip before he caught it in a deep kiss, humming at the taste of himself as he pulled away.

 

“That’s so hot,” Regulus whimpered, almost reproachful at the fact. “God, that’s too hot.”

 

“You can handle it, baby,” Logan giggled, far too proud of how crazy they were driving him.

 

“You’re going to lick my cum out of him,” Regulus repeated, almost in a daze. “ Fuck .” 

 

Leo fought to keep his breathing steady as he felt Regulus gradually tighten around him as his orgasm built, Logan groaning pleasantly, proudly, as he dragged it from him. 

 

“I’m gonna die,” Regulus groaned, his arms splayed on the bed as his body, flushed and damp with more than just sweat, tried to calm.

 

Logan remained where he was, mostly because there was no plausible way he would be moving without help any time soon, while Leo slowly pulled out of Regulus, cooing apologetically at the overstimulated twitches in his legs. 

 

“You,” Leo said to Regulus, his tone stern but still soft, “breathe and drink the rest of that bottle.” He got a shaking nod in response. “And you ,” he continued, turning to Logan, “come here.” With Logan still seated in Regulus’ lap, Leo tilted his head back, looming over him enough so that Logan kept a hand braced against Regulus’ stomach to ground himself before he fell backwards with his innate desire to dip his head under Leo’s strong gaze. He whined into the kiss Leo pressed to his lips, his jaw falling lax when Leo’s tongue dipped into his mouth. 

 

“I–mmf–”

 

Leo just dragged him into another kiss, effectively silencing him before he pulled away again a few long kisses later. 

 

“On your knees,” he said, helping Logan up with a hand on either hip until he was on the mattress beside Regulus. 

 

“Don’t laugh at me,” Logan whined with a chuckle at Leo’s own laugh at the state of his trembling legs.

 

“I’m not, baby,” Leo spoke around a laugh. “You’re just so fucking cute I can’t handle it.” He settled behind Logan, circling his thumb over him until the multiple loads inside of him began dripping out. “God, look at you.” 

 

By the time Leo decided to pull back next, Logan had trembled through another orgasm, grabbing the sheets to stop himself putting his nails through his hands. 

 

“ Jesus ,” Logan sighed, his knees giving out underneath him. 

 

“Good boy,” Leo mumbled, petting his hand up the line of his spine. “You did so well for me, baby. Both of you did. Take some deep breaths,” Leo encouraged him. He kept his hand on his back, feeling his chest rising and falling with every breath he took. “That’s it, angel. There you go. That’s just what I wanted.” Regulus was staring up at Leo from on his side, his head pillowed on his arms. His eyes were wide and trusting, so loving it almost toppled him over. “Hey, baby,” he smirked, sending him a wink. 

 

Regulus turned his face into his arm, his blush reaching his ears. Leo couldn’t help but chuckle even as his heart melted in his chest. He managed to manoeuvre them both so they were curled either side of him, his back against the headboard so they were higher up the bed, away from the majority of the mess - they had covered more of the bed than he had anticipated but that was a later problem. Regulus was dropped low . He noticed first from the way he had scurried to wrap his arms around Leo’s arm that he held out for him, his face nuzzled into the space between his bicep and the pillow, and then put the rest of the pieces together when he realised he hadn’t gotten a word out of him in over fifteen minutes. Logan was as snuggly as he usually was, his forehead pressed to Leo’s ribs, Leo’s arm wrapped around him, stroking his knuckles up and down his spine. 

 

The tension Leo didn’t even realise he had been harbouring in his shoulders since…everything, ebbed for the first time, his heartbeat slow and easy as he let all the good hormones they brought out of him fill his mind until all of the rest of it demanded to be let back in again. That serene stillness was only broken when Regulus insistently nudged his arm again. 

 

“Don’t bite me, I’m paying attention,” Leo laughed, catching Regulus’ scowl at Leo’s closed eyes right before he opened his mouth. Regulus just jerked his chin at him, looking at him expectantly. “I’m going to need a little more than that, sweet thing.”

 

Regulus huffed, pecking Leo’s bicep at his raised brow at the silent attitude before he seemed to focus. “Aftercare.” His voice was slurred a little, with tiredness, Leo would have suspected had it not been for the context. 

 

“What is it you need, baby? You know I’ll give it to you,” he encouraged, petting his fingertips along Regulus’ arm, all he could reach with his arms still wrapped around Leo’s. 

 

“Yours.” 

 

Leo thought for a moment. “ My aftercare?” Regulus nodded, Logan lifting his head to perch his chin on Leo’s torso as he also seemed intrigued on the answer. 

 

“This is my aftercare, darlins’. I’m more than happy like this.” 

 

“You were really good today,” Logan said, his voice soft. Leo felt his heart stumble at the gentle honesty in his words. It wasn’t a show for Leo’s sake, he genuinely meant it, as did Regulus with his hum of agreement. 

 

“Yeah? You enjoyed it all?”

 

He was expecting a sarcastic ‘obviously’ or something of the like from Logan and so was caught off his guard for a moment when he answered. “Even better than what we could’ve imagined. Gave us exactly what we asked you for so perfectly.” 

 

“Well, I’m glad, honey. The slaps weren’t too hard?” 

 

Logan’s curls moved gently as he shook his head. “They were so perfect,” he sighed wistfully, drawing a giggle from Regulus. “You’re the best dom.” Leo made sure to keep his arm still within Regulus’ grip as he leaned down to kiss Logan’s forehead, leaning then to do the same to Regulus. 

 

“My good boys. I’m glad you enjoyed yourselves as much as I did.” 

 

After another short while of that quiet, reassuring stillness, Leo cracked an eye open when he felt Logan’s lips move from where he’d been mouthing at Leo’s ribs down towards his hip. 

 

“Nice and slow, daddy?” Leo could see the smirk in Logan’s eyes as his tongue traced a line from the bone of his hip to just above where his cock had been gradually filling at the feeling of them both naked against him and Logan’s lips being pressed to his skin.

 

“Nice and slow, baby.” 

 

And Logan did, using his tongue to lazily bring Leo to full hardness and then some, enough so that even his breath had Leo fighting not to thrust his hips up into nothing. He ignored his cock for a while after that, mouthing at his inner thighs, biting marks high enough that even the locker-rooms wouldn’t see them, taking his time rolling his balls around in his mouth, glancing up between his legs only once after that was enough to make Leo grunt, his hand flying down to tightly grip the base of his hard-on before ‘nice and slow’ ended sooner rather than later. When Logan finally took his tip into his mouth, running his tongue in tight circles at the base of his head to have him hissing between his teeth at the pleasurable sensitivity, Regulus shifted closer to Leo, his head resting on his shoulder, his arms still clinging onto him as he began rocking his hips against Leo’s side, his breaths coming in small pants the longer he continued. 

 

“Do you–” Regulus swallowed around his dry mouth, how heavy his tongue felt, “do you think Harzy will like it?” 

 

Leo let out a breathy laugh. “I think you might be understating that a bit, baby. I know he’ll love it. You wanna wave?” 

 

Regulus turned from where his back was to the rest of the room, to where, beside the towels atop the drawers nearest them, a small tripod was holding up one of Finn’s smaller cameras, the red light blinking at them. Regulus detached his hand from Leo’s arm enough to do so, chuckling at the action. 

 

“Hi, baby,” Regulus said to it. 

 

“He’ll love that too.” Regulus turned, ducking his head once more to bury it in Leo’s shoulder, his hips rocking with more force now, grinding against him. Leo’s head knocked roughly against the headboard, his teeth clattering a little with the force of it. “Keep it slow, angel. It’ll get me there just fine,” he groaned out, his teeth still gritted as his toes curled with the beginnings of his orgasm building in his stomach. His hips jolted at the needy whimper Logan let out when Leo began coating his tongue in cum, gently lapping against the tip in his mouth until his thighs were twitching with oversensitivity. “You wanna make Regie come now?” 

 

Before he could even finish the words, Logan was shifting over, guiding Regulus onto his back, taking him tenderly into his mouth, sucking gently at him until he was coming with a quiet whine, his hips shifting against the sheets as he squeezed Leo’s arm through it. 

 

“Merci,” Regulus breathed out, Logan kissing his hip in reply. “Et toi.” 

 

“Thank you , bug.” Leo kissed the top of his hair, reaching a hand over to rub his thumb across Logan’s cheek as they waited for Regulus’ breathing to return to normal. 

 

Leo left them cuddled together, with the promise to keep the door to the bathroom adjoined to his bedroom open the entire time, while he ran a bath. He then, with the same promise in place, alongside one to be less than twenty seconds, ran to the cupboard in the main bathroom to grab the new tub of arnica gel they had, returning with a grand total of four seconds left, Logan was quick to tell him. 

 

After helping them into the bath, both leaning heavily into him as their legs still proved useless at holding much weight, Leo knelt on the cushioned bathmat in front of them, using the detachable showerhead on low pressure to do a quick wash of their hair while their muscles relaxed in the warm water. He rested his chin on his arms on the edge of the bath, watching while they insisted on helping gently run the lathered sponge over each other’s skin, Regulus nosing into the back of Logan’s neck as he let the suds run down his back. 

 

“Je t’aime,” he whispered into the bend of his shoulder. 

 

“Je t’aime, mon coeur,” Logan mumbled back, his voice relaxed and lulling. 

 

When the water had began going cold, Leo had coaxed them out with radiator-warm towels, drying Logan off and wrapping it around him before doing the same for Regulus, now able to stand significantly steadier than before. He quickly used the damp sponge to run over his own torso for now, he would shower later when they were asleep or happy to be left for longer than twenty seconds.

 

“You think you can walk to our room?” They nodded, walking hand-in-hand, flicking drips of water that remained from their hair onto each other as they did, laughing quietly on the way. 

 

Approaching the camera, Leo blew it a kiss. “Hope you enjoyed that, rouge. We love you.” He flicked it off, leaving it where it was for the time being, grabbing the arnica tub and following after the pair. 

 

“Requests for what you’d like to wear?” he asked as he entered. 

 

“Something of Finn’s?” Logan asked from his perch on the edge of the bed, Regulus with him. 

 

“‘Course. Regie?” 

 

“Can you pick?” 

 

“Absolutely, two seconds please, Good Sirs.” He smiled into the wardrobe at their light chuckles at his words. He reached for an old Harvard shirt of Finn’s but decided against it considering Logan’s state. Most of the time, Harvard was a thing of the past for Finn and Logan, a time that haunted them both but remained one of their greatest blessings in that it brought them to each other. Putting to test whether this was a ‘most of the time’ situation or a ‘some of the time’ was not what Leo had planned for the rest of their evening. He instead chose an equally worn and comfortable Marvel shirt and a pair of soft boxers, grabbing the same for Regulus with a hoodie of his own for him. A third pair of boxers joined the others, Leo remembering on half a thought that he was also still naked. 

 

Tugging them on swiftly, he slid the hoodie over Regulus’ up-stretched arms, the man holding onto his shoulders as he guided the boxers over his hips. 

 

“You have anything you think might bruise apart from your thighs, love?” He asked Regulus as he eased Logan into standing, adding his towel to the pile that Regulus’ was on the floor. 

 

“My thighs?” Regulus asked, his head on a tilt that made Leo’s heart squeeze. 

 

“Trust me, baby, you might not remember it but you’re going to have some fingerprint-sized bruises there over the next few days.” Regulus just squeaked in reply, looking at his thighs, not seeing anything just yet but a few prods assured him Leo wasn’t lying. “Love?” Leo prompted. “Other places?” he reminded. 

 

“Oh, no. No, I don’t think so.” 

 

“Let me know if there is any that you notice in the morning, okay?” Leo slid the shirt over Logan’s head, the hem falling to almost to his mid-thigh. 

 

“M’kay.” 

 

“I’m going to do Lo’s first then I’ll do yours, okay?” 

 

“I can do it while you do Lo’s,” Regulus offered, reaching for the tub on the bed. 

 

“No you won’t,” Leo replied without another thought. “Don’t touch that tub. You wanted to know my aftercare, this is it. Let me do this stuff, please, dove?” 

 

“Yeah, ‘course, ‘m sorry.” With Logan lying on his stomach on the bed, Leo brushed his knuckle to Regulus’ chin. 

 

“You don’t need to apologise. I’m just asking you to let me do this? I appreciate you trying to help, my big boy, I just enjoy doing this, okay?” 

 

“Okay,” Regulus agreed, smiling up at Leo when he peppered kisses along his nose. 

 

He had a good layer of gel over Logan’s already-bruised backside in minutes, doing a general layer on Regulus’ thighs considering they hadn’t come through yet. Jogging back into his room, humming all the while so they could hear how far he was, he retrieved the last water bottle and the protein bars tucked on the drawers.

 

Unwrapping them, he handed them one each, eating his own in three bites, his stomach tight at the sight of food after he had burned so many calories over the last few hours. They shared the bottle of water, Logan chugging the last of his bit down before they practically dragged Leo into bed with them, ending up in a pile of tangled limbs, half-lying atop each other.

 

Regulus simply rested, awake but with his eyes closed, enjoying just being with them while Logan scrolled through his phone, showing them anything that made him laugh every once in a while. Leo took the time to message Finn. 

 

1:14 You: hey baby hope youre having fun. let us know when youre headed home xxx

 

His response came seconds later.

 

1:14 Bambi: Literally just about to get in the Uber. Be like 15 20 mins. The boys asleep? xxx

 

1:14 You: they’re fighting to stay awake to say goodnight to you im pretty sure lolll xxx 

 

1:15 Bambi: Tell them I’ll be home soon xxx

 

“Harzy’s going to be home soon, loves.” 

 

“Yay,” Regulus mumbled, exhaustion written all over his voice although Leo could hear the genuine happiness in his tone at the assurance he wouldn’t be gone much longer. 

 

“Thank god . I’m knackered,” Logan yawned. 

 

“I’d apologise but I’m not sorry at all ,” Leo teased, nosing against Logan’s cheek, earning a half-hearted whack to his chest. “I am kind of sorry for being mean boyfriend and telling you both to go and brush your teeth before bed, though.” Logan outwardly groaned at that, dramatic and loud, but complied with a smile at Leo rolling his eyes at his theatrics, only stumbling slightly as he walked to the bathroom. “Now, you, I will offer to carry.” 

 

“As you should. You got like - what - four, five, out of me in the end?” 

 

Leo smirked where his lips were pressed to his temple. “Six, actually. But who’s counting?”

 

“No wonder I can’t feel any of me.” 

 

“C’mere, love.” He lifted Regulus easily, his legs wrapped half-heartedly around his waist, his arms just dangling over his shoulders, making no effort whatsoever at helping Leo hold him up; Leo didn’t mind, it’s not like he needed it. He sat Regulus atop the counter, brushing his teeth Logan leaned against his side. 

 

Just a few minutes after they had got back into bed, the front door rattled closed downstairs. Leo counted it all off in his head. His keys and wallet, his shoes, his jacket, then he was heading up the stairs. 

 

“Harzy,” Logan cheered, his voice thick with barely-suppressed sleep when he appeared at the doorway. “Did you have fun with Alex?” he asked through a yawn.

 

“I did, baby. Missed you though.” Finn sat beside where Leo was nearest the edge of the bed, Regulus tucked between Logan and the wall, snuggled up to his back although he had peeped his head up to lean against Logan’s shoulder at Finn’s arrival.

 

“Tu m'as manqué aussi,” Regulus mumbled, his eyes half-lidded. 

 

“He missed you too,” Leo translated for him, smiling as Finn did, looking a little relieved at that admission. 

 

“Go to sleep, my loves. I’m sure you’ve both more than earned it.” 

 

“Oh, they definitely did,” Leo agreed as Finn pressed loving kisses to Logan’s lips and then Regulus’ when he tilted his head up to him. 

 

“Je t’aime,” they both mumbled, laughing softly at saying it at the same time as they huddled down under the covers. 

 

“I love you both,” Finn said back, rising from the bed as Leo slid out. 

 

“We’ll be back in a little bit,” Leo promised, flicking the light off and closing the door over when they both grumbled in reply, sleep dragging at them both too much for anything else.

 

“Hi, baby.” Leo kissed Finn slowly, the other man practically melting against him, humming appreciatively at him. 

 

“Hi,” he mumbled back when it broke. 

 

“You wanna help me change the sheets in my room?” 

 

“Yes, please, actually. I was going to ask you if there was anything from the scene that still needed doing.” 

 

“‘Course, love. After the sheets, there’s just your job of Chief Cuddlebug.” Finn chuckled as they headed into Leo’s room, Leo pulling spare sheets from the bottom drawer. “Can you start stripping the sheets while I get this cleaned?” he asked, grabbing where the wand had been discarded on the bed. 

 

Finn set to work on that while Leo was at the bathroom sink, folding the clothes that had been taken off and abandoned and replacing the lube in the bedside cabinet before he began removing the old covers. 

 

“How’d it go?” he asked when Leo padded back in, the pair working in tandem to make the bed once more. 

 

“Really well, actually. Gotta talk to Reg about one thing in the morning but apart from that, it was perfection. Got six out of Regie in the end.”

 

Finn barely remembered to keep his voice down. “Six?” 

 

“Six,” Leo affirmed, trying not to be too proud of himself. 

 

“God, I’d fucking pay to see that.” 

 

“You can,” Leo breezed out, nodding his head to where the camera was still perched.”No payment necessary.”

 

“You did not.” 

 

“We did. It was the boys’ idea. They didn’t want you missing out on the spectacle.” 

 

Finn was quiet for a few moments while he helped Leo fluff out the new sheets. “God I love those two.” Leo chuckled, he knew the feeling. “What is it you’ve gotta talk to Regie about?”

 

Leo sighed. “He was crying because it was overwhelming. He was fine to carry on but I asked him to take some deep breaths. Took me asking three times before I had to tell him to. Got a little snappier with him than I intended to be honest. I just wanna apologise and have a chat with him about it.” 

 

“I wouldn’t beat yourself up for it, honey,” Finn reassured him. “He probably found the snappy dom thing hot and it was to keep him from getting too overwhelmed, you were looking out for him when he couldn’t for himself.”

 

“I know. Just feels a bit shitty that I had to. I don’t regret it per se, just want to clear it up.” Leo paused then continued as he tugged a pillowcase over the one, Finn taking the other. “There’s a lot of that going around.” He elaborated when Finn hummed. “Beating yourself up.” 

 

“Different circumstances,” Finn said instantly. “You were looking out for him, I just– well, you know.” 

 

“And he’s forgiven you and you’re both working to rebuild that between you two.” 

 

“Doesn’t change what I did.”

 

“No,” Leo agreed, setting both the pillows at the head of the bed now the sheet and quilt were fluffed out. “But you are fixing it.” 

 

“I’m trying,” Finn replied, a bite of sarcasm in his tone. 

 

Leo regarded him for a long moment before he began heading to the bathroom. “Come on.” 

 

“Where are we going?” 

 

“I need a shower, you need a shower. We can take separate ones if you want to,” Leo teased, holding his hand out behind him for Finn to take. 

 

Finn instantly jumped into action. “No, together sounds good. Save the water, save the planet and all that.”

 

“My thoughts exactly,” Leo agreed with a smile. 

 

Their shower was spent sharing soapy kisses, Finn’s tension easing with each one. They spoke again when they were both towelling themselves dry. 

 

“Have you heard anything from him since?”

 

Finn glanced up at Leo for a moment. “No, not a peep since mom sent him packing. Why? Have you? If he's contacted you Leo, I swear–”

 

“Woah, woah. He hasn't used my number or anything at all. I promised I'd tell you if he did and I intend to keep that promise. Okay?”

 

“Sorry, I just hate the thought of him being able to reach you. Any of you,” Finn said, his voice tight and furious as he scrubbed at the remaining dampness on his body. “I'm doing my best to try and cling on to what I've got left here–”

 

“Hey– woah now.” Leo tucked his towel around his waist, reaching for Finn to cup his face in his hands, making him turn his gaze to Leo's. “You're not ‘clinging on’ to anything. You've got us. And we've got you. Losing us in any fucking sense of the word shouldn't even be crossing your mind, nevermind stressing you out. We are not going anywhere . Not without you right there with us. I want you to get rid of that thinking now and I never want to hear of it again. You understand me?”

 

The intensity of Leo's gaze paired with the sincerity behind his words had Finn's eyes filling before he could stop them. Leo pulled him into a tight embrace at the first sign of them, shushing him as Finn clung onto him desperately, his choked breaths muffled by Leo's skin. 

 

“I'm just so scared I'll never be able to earn it back,” he mumbled, like if he said it too loudly, it'd come true. 

 

“You will, mon chou. It might take some time but you will. He knows you're sorry and that you didn't set out to hurt him. And he loves you . He loves you so much, baby, you know he does. But you have to let him back in, don't keep him at arm's length because you're afraid you'll hurt him again. Let him trust you again. Trust yourself.”

 

He spent the next several minutes holding Finn back as tightly as he was holding Leo although he didn’t calm much. A few deep breaths would have him slowing them and then the next would come in a wave, leaving him gasping against Leo’s neck as his shoulders caved in further around himself. 

 

“I know, honey. I know,” Leo soothed him, kissing his hair again and again. 

 

“I just–” Finn cut himself off with another hitching sob. “I just keep thinking about how– how he must’ve felt. How I made him feel. Like I didn’t love him.” 

 

“Stop thinking,” Leo mumbled against his temple. “Let me do it all.” Finn pulled back to look at him, Leo’s heart breaking at his teary, flushed appearance, earning every letter of his ‘bambi’ nickname with the way he was looking up at him right then. “Just give it all to me, baby,” he whispered. 

 

Finn looked at him, looking between his eyes as he implored him to just let him help . 

 

“ Please,” he replied in a breath. 

 

Leo loosed a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “Brush your teeth, I’ll get you some clothes and you’re with me tonight, okay?” He pressed a lingering kiss to Finn’s forehead, mainly to give him a few seconds to blink away his own tears. “Gonna be in my arms all night.” 

 

“Thank you,” Finn whimpered. 

 

“Don’t have to thank me, baby. I’ve got you, oui?” 

 

“Oui,” Finn parrotted, his eyes sparkling with a dash of humour. Leo smiled down at him, kissing him so softly it made Finn’s breath catch in his throat. 

 

“Teeth,” Leo instructed, pressing one last kiss to his head before he departed from the bathroom, finding out one of his own hoodies and a pair of Finn’s sweats to wear. He sat himself on the edge of the bed, lightly grazing his knuckles over Regulus’ temple as he and Logan slept curled together. 

 

They’re going to be fine, he told himself, everyone’s going to be just fine . 

Chapter 31: Worries, Practice and More Worries

Summary:

We'reeeee backkkkkkk

okay darlings, the boys are back and as cute as ever

in the next couple chapters, there'll be more stuff about them being cute at games and on roadies and stuff which i am SO excited to write abouttt

anyways, not gonna faff too much with narrative, enjoy my sweethearts!

~11,500

“Regie darlin’?” Regulus glanced over his shoulder once he had put the dishwasher on to run, smiling at Leo leaning in the doorway. “C’mere for a minute?” 

It wasn’t the most beneficial time for Leo to have this conversation with him, but he knew otherwise it’d be eating at him the entire time they were at practice, he needed to focus. Logan and Finn were already upstairs showering, Regulus and Leo would jump in after them. He guided Regulus to the living room with the hand he slid into his. 

“Est-ce que tout va bien?” Regulus asked, squeezing his hand. 

“Yeah, baby,” Leo chuckled, “just need to quickly talk to you about something.” 

“Is it Harzy?” Regulus’ memory flashed back to when he had woken that morning. The boys were still asleep, Logan curled into Regulus’ front, Finn practically clinging to Leo even in his sleep - Leo was holding him back just as tightly, keeping him pressed close to his chest as though he were holding him together. Finn’s eyes were puffy from more than just sleep, the circles beneath his eyes prominent. Regulus swallowed against his nausea. 

“No, it’s nothing bad, sweetheart. I promise.” They sat on the sofa, Regulus perching with a bit of distance between the two of them. Leo shook his head, a smile on his lips, reaching for Regulus’ waist and pulling him until he was sat between his legs. “I’m just checking something about the scene.” Leo chuckled when Regulus relaxed, practically seeing the ‘ohhhh’ in his head. “I told you, nothing bad.” 

“Quoi?” 

“Do you remember, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t, when you started crying?” 

Regulus thought back, sifting through the general three hour memory of cloudy pleasure and kisses. 

“I think so?” 

“You remember me checking you were okay and telling you to breathe before we carried on?”

“Oh, oui. I remember now.” 

“And you remember how it took me a few times of asking before I had to tell you to take some deep breaths?” 

Regulus’ eyes widened. “Ouais, I’m sorry about th–”

“Non, non, non. I’m not telling you off, dove. I just wanted to make sure you knew why I got a bit sharp with you? I apologise for raising my voice at you. I just needed you to be able to hear me.” 

Regulus blinked, not expecting Leo to be the one apologising in that situation. “ Oh . No, you being stern when we’re fucking is hot.” He flushed, seeming surprised with the declaration, lightly hitting Leo’s torso when he tipped his head back with a laugh at its appearance. “Don’t laugh at me,” he mumbled. 

“I’m sorry, baby. You’re just so sweet. Finn figured you probably wouldn’t have minded it, I just wanted to clear it up.” 

Regulus leaned forward, kissing him a few times with careful pecks. “Non, c’est bon. I am sorry for not listening the first times you asked me though.”

“It’s alright, baby. We got there.” Leo rubbed his thumb along the slight shine of spit on Regulus’ bottom lip, moving his knuckles then to brush along his cheekbone. “You did so well for me, love.” 

“Thank you. You did really good too.” 

Leo couldn’t stop his smile. “Yeah? You think so?” He whispered, his eyes on Regulus’ lips. 

“Don’t do that,” Regulus chastised, his tongue darting out to re-wet his lips. 

“Do what?” Leo mumbled. 

“ That . Whispery, sexy, staring thing. We’ve got places to be.” 

“Then go get in the shower before I decide to spend my day with a different kind of practice.” Regulus barely suppressed the whimper building in his throat, kissing Leo’s cheek with a shaking breath before he stood, jogging up the stairs. Leo tipped his head back against the arm, taking a deep breath, puffing his cheeks out as he focused his mind on their jobs.

“You know, you’d think with how often you’re there, you’d have enough of staring at Knutty.” Regulus turned his gaze away from where Leo was stretching on the floor of the changing room in just his underarmour towards his brother, who was looking at him with a knowing smirk. 

“You’re funny,” Regulus replied sarcastically, continuing to strap his gear on. 

“Nah, I totally get it, Nut’s hot.” Both Sirius and Regulus turned to look at Talker, staring silently for a moment before Sirius shook his head, deciding as Captain that he was both too tired and too confused by that statement to comment. Regulus, on the other hand, as weirded out as he was by it, couldn’t find it within him to disagree - he was hot, it was Leo. 

“Fair enough.” Regulus shrugged, thankfully, refraining himself from commenting further on his boyfriend’s looks, Talker got distracted by eyeing Nads and Kuny as they both came from the shower area together, both bone dry with swollen lips, looking a little more than flushed considering practice hadn’t begun yet. Regulus and Talker glanced at each other, both sharing a secret, fond smile at the happiness radiating from the pair before they continued getting ready. 

Throughout practice, every minute that passed without the usual joking comments and innocent pranks from Finn had Regulus’ guilt growing more and more. It was strange. Seeing Finn so sullen and quiet was strange. Regulus knew it was because of his own guilt eating away at him, Leo had hinted enough when Regulus had asked later that morning on the way to practice while Finn and Logan were just pulling on their shoes while Leo and Regulus got in the car that he wasn’t annoyed at anyone but himself. Well, himself and Jaxson. Although that did nothing to help it eating away at Regulus that him being around was just a constant reminder to Finn of his guilt, he couldn’t imagine not being able to escape a walking reminder all the time, especially since they hadn’t had much time apart since it happened. 

As they all headed back from the showers after the end of practice, the four of them gathered in the corner bend of the stalls where their places were lined up one after another, Regulus tried to sound nonchalant as he commented. 

“I’m going to head home tonight, I think.”

Finn’s head shot up instantly, looking at Regulus at first then glancing to Leo, a clear question written all over his face. Leo just sent him a comforting smile in return. 

“‘Course, baby. You haven’t been home in a while to be fair,” Logan replied. 

“Yeah, Sirius made a comment earlier that reminded me I hadn’t been home in ages. Figured I’d just spend the evening chilling with him and Loops. We’ve got practice again tomorrow so I won’t be apart from you for long.”

Leo chuckled at that. “You might not think that’s long but to us that’s forever . I suppose we shall have to suffer through without you until you return from war.” 

Regulus couldn’t help his laugh, shaking his head but accepting the kiss Leo dipped his head to press to his lips. 

“I’ve got a package to pick up so I can drop you home after you grab your charger and stuff from ours?” Finn offered. “Fuck, no, you’ve gotta drive your car back to yours. Sorry, I forgo–”

“No, actually I’d love a lift. I’ll just be getting a ride in with Sirius and Re tomorrow morning anyway, there’s no point in me taking my car just to have to go back to mine tomorrow to drive it back to yours again. Thank you, Harzy.” Finn’s whole body seemed to relax at the reassurance and the loving smile Regulus sent him. 

“‘Kay, yeah. Cool.” A light flush spattered itself along Finn’s cheeks, a sight so endearing Regulus’ heart only pounded painfully at the fact he had been so anxious that he thought he had to apologise for offering him a ride. Leo seemed to catch it too.

“Hey, loves,” he said, turning to Finn and Logan, “how do you feel about going out for dinner tonight? I don’t really feel like cooking.” 

“Mon Dieu, peanut doesn’t feel like cooking. What next? We’re all suddenly straight?” That managed to get the first proper laugh from Finn Regulus had heard in what felt like years. His smile lit up his entire face, breaking out into a light laugh again when he thought about it.

“What a horrible surprise that’d be,” Finn mused. “But yeah, baby, that sounds really nice.” He caught Regulus’ eye, his soft gleam of relief at Finn having had a moment of joy. Regulus also watched the guilt practically stamp that out again as soon as he looked in Regulus’ direction. “You wanna join us, Regie?”

“I think Sirius and Re are having takeout, I’ll leech off them, be a cheapskate,” Regulus teased, smiling when Sirius make a joking surprised sound as he headed into the changing rooms. 

“You coming home tonight then I’m assuming?” 

“Yeah, planning on it. You two didn’t have anything else planned, oui?”

“Nope, just pizza and watching the Lord of the Rings.” 

“Re’s turn to pick the movie?”

“Oui,” Sirius agreed. “I can’t complain though, as long as those films are, the cast is–” He blew out a breath, widening his eyes a little to convey exactly what he thought of the cast. 

Logan gave a faux-solemn nod. “Orlando Bloom really worked that wig.” 

“Indeed he did,” Sirius added, equally as solemn. 

Regulus turned back to his boyfriends, pulling on his shirt (Logan’s shirt). “You three have fun though, try not to miss me too much.” 

“Oh, we’ve no chance of that,” Leo replied instantly. 

They headed out together, Finn jumping in the front with Logan as driver. 

“Tu vas bien?” Leo mumbled to him when they were halfway home. 

Regulus, his cheek resting on Leo’s shoulder as the man had his arm slung over his shoulders, looked up at him, glancing to Finn in explanation. 

“We’ll take care of him, baby. Try and get him to stop beating himself up for a while at least.”

Regulus nodded, cosying back into Leo’s side, closing his eyes and relishing the deep kiss Leo pressed to his head, giving him a gentle squeeze. 

Unable to stop himself, Regulus giggled into the symphony of kisses Logan gave him, effectively pinning him against the kitchen counter. 

“Baby, I’ll see you tomorrow. Not even twenty four hours away.” 

“But you won’t be there when I sleep, so it’s basically forever,” Logan pouted, kissing Regulus again, deeper this time, slower and more sensual as he ran his hands from where he had been holding Regulus’ waist around to squeeze his ass, his tongue dipping out to tease the seam of Regulus’ lips. Regulus sank into it, humming softly as his hand slid into Logan’s curls. 

“ Hnh –No. You are not seducing me into staying,” Regulus laughed as he pulled away, Logan groaning dramatically at getting caught. 

“Ugh, boring. Fine, go go, I hope you get very, very horny all alone.” 

“I’ll be sure to send you pictures if I do,” Regulus teased, heading toward the door where Leo was talking with Finn as he waited for Regulus to get his things. “I love you, baby,” he called back to Logan. 

“Mhm, love you too. Traitor,” Logan added, poorly disguised with a cough. Regulus just blew him a kiss over his shoulder, drawing a smile from Logan as he disappeared around the corner. Leo reached an arm to Regulus as he came into view, finishing whatever he was saying to Finn. He bent to kiss Regulus sweetly a few times, ending the stream of pecks with a soft kiss to his forehead. 

“Have a good night with Coops tonight, love. If you can’t sleep, call us.” 

“I will,” Regulus promised, pushing onto his toes to kiss him one more time. “Love you.”

“Je t’aime, baby.” 

“You got everything?” Finn asked, grabbing the keys off the side. 

“Think so. Everything I’ll need for the night anyway.” They headed to the car together, ducking their heads against the rain. 

They listened to the radio and the rain that was now thundering down on the top of the car for the first long while of the drive.

“What’d you order?” 

Finn startled a little at Regulus’ sudden silence break. “Hm?” He glanced over at him before he indicated to turn the corner heading onto the estate Sirius and Remus lived on. And you , Regulus reminded himself. If things didn’t get better, he supposed he’d be spending more time at home again, if only just to give Finn a break, a chance to genuinely smile for more than five seconds at a time. 

“Your package. What’d you order?” 

“Oh, mom and dad are doing some…mid-Winter cleaning I guess and they found a box of some of my stuff from college. They shipped it out to me to see if there’s anything I want to keep, if not I’ll just take whatever’s still good to a thrift store.” 

“So that’s going to be Lo going through and stealing any and all clothes in there before you get a look in, then.” 

Finn chuckled, it was weak but it was there, Regulus would take that. 

“Oh for sure. I’m considering just giving him the box first and going through whatever he doesn’t steal.” 

“It’s probably the most efficient choice, I must admit.”

“He’s a magpie for my clothes, honestly.”

“They’re like little bundles of Finn, of course he is. Why do you think I have so many?” 

“Well when you put it like that, I can hardly be mad I have no clothes, can I?” Finn stopped outside the gates, waiting for Sirius to open them. No way he was sticking his head out the window to buzz him then yell to say who it was. He knew they were coming. 

When they were parked beside Remus and Sirius’ cars, Finn went to open his mouth, cut off abruptly when Regulus leaned over the centre console to kiss him sweetly. He sighed into it a little, his shoulders relaxing slightly as he tilted his head. They shared another few gentle pecks before Regulus leaned back a fraction.

“Enjoy your date tonight. Text when you’re home, say goodnight?” 

“‘Course we will. Call us if you can’t sleep, okay?” 

Regulus couldn’t help but smile. 

“I already promised Leo. If I can’t sleep, you’ll be the first to know.” There was a beat or two of quiet in the car, nothing but the pouring rain outside. “I love you, Finn.” 

Finn’s brows furrowed a little. “I love you, too. Why are you saying that like it’s…I don’t know. An apology or something?”

Regulus opened his mouth then closed it again, shaking his head. “Have some fun tonight, okay? The world’s missing that pretty smile.” He leaned in to peck his cheek, grabbing his rucksack and slinging it over his shoulder as he got out the car before Finn could reply, running to the front door that was, thankfully, unlocked already so he wouldn’t get soaked. He closed the door behind him just as Finn began pulling back out the driveway.

“Woah, that’s a package and a half,” Leo said when Finn walked into the living room, a large cardboard box in his hands.

“Not the first time he’s been told that, let me tell you,” Logan added on without missing a beat. Finn snorted, shaking his head at how quickly his boyfriend caught onto the potential innuendo, Leo doing the same. 

“What is it?” Leo asked, moving his feet so Finn could put it down on the coffee table. 

“Old stuff from college, mom sent it over to see what I wanted to do with it.” 

“Is there clothes in there?” Logan perked up. 

Finn rolled his eyes. “How did I know that would be your first question,” he mused. He stripped the tape off the top of the box, smiling instantly when he opened the top at the framed photo delicately placed at the very top of it. 

“Oh my god, baby boyfriend photo. Gimme gimme gimme.” Leo wiggled his fingers at Finn until he passed it over. “Gosh, look at how little you both look there.” 

Finn was all pale skin and lanky limbs, sunburned to high heaven as he grinned, his arm slung around Logan beside him. Logan looked pale in that sullen, sad sort of way any photo of Logan around this time did. Self-discovery really wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be in the moment. He looked happy though, smiling not at the camera but glancing to the side, looking right at Finn’s dimpled cheeks. Leo couldn’t help but smile at how obviously in love he was, he said as much to Logan.

“Yep,” he replied with a wistful sigh, “I was knee-deep in my ‘in-love-with-my-best-friend-but-unsure-how-to-deal-with-it’ teenage angst right here, but mon dieu would you look at that fucker smile.” Finn chuckled at that, leaning up from where he was sat on the floor next to the coffee table to steal a kiss.

“Worked out alright in the end though, hm?” Logan mused, nipping playfully at Finn’s nose.

“Mm, suppose so.” Finn caught his lips once more, silencing his scoff off offence, smiling into the kiss himself as Leo chuckled at them.

“Oo, hoodie. Yes please,” Logan sang when Finn pulled out the piece of fabric the photo had been nestled into. He handed it over without a second look. “Oh my god, this smells like that cologne you used to wear still.” Logan pressed the fabric to his nose breathing in deeply. His eyes fluttered closed for a second, his brows furrowing in the centre a little, Leo's hand instantly reaching to stroke along his leg that was sprawled over his lap. He only seemed to relax again when he opened his eyes once more, seeming to remind himself that that was over now. That his Finn was sat right in front of him, in their home, with their boyfriend. All was right in the world, all that heartache was in the past. He sent Leo a reassuring smile. 

I'm okay , it said. 

Finn continued going through the box, finding more clothes, some that had to be thrown out as they were more stained and hole-y than actual fabric now. There was random junk, old keys that he was pretty sure he should have given back to the University although he had no idea what they had once unlocked; some old keyrings; old pairs of earphones tangled together; junk. And, of course, books. Several books that Finn instantly moved to the keep pile no matter how creased and tattered they were. And some old assignments Finn would skim over later. 

There were more photos at the bottom, no frame this time, just a pile of them tied together with an elastic band. He rose, sinking into the space between Leo and Logan that they had made. The first was a picture of their Harvard hockey team, the pair pointing out people they had mentioned to Leo over the years, teachers, coaches, friends. There were some family photos Finn must have had up in his dorm that he had forgotten he'd had. 

“These are cute. We can get some frames the next time we go shopping, put them around the house,” Leo said, smiling at a photo of Finn and Alex with their grandparents surrounding them, their mom’s mom with one of their helmets sat askew on her head. 

Then, naturally, many photos of Finn and Logan in all manner of environments. On the ice, in the gym, at parties, eating out together, lying about the common room, in their dorm, studying together in the library. And some of just Logan that made Finn blush.

“I have never seen these before,” Logan commented instantly. 

“You were my first photography muse. You know this,” Finn mumbled, his ears and neck turning as red as his cheeks did. Leo suppressed a chuckle, kissing his cheek at how cute he was when he was shy. 

“Jesus, Lo. You look fuming,” Leo blurted out, leaning to get a closer look. 

It was Logan on the bench, his elbows braced on his knees, sweat sticking his curls to his forehead. He was chewing on his mouthguard, his green eyes so vivid and focused they looked almost thunderous. Leo wasn't completely certain they weren't, he definitely wasn't happy, as stunning as he looked all sweaty and pretty-eyed. 

“Some asshole on the opposing team was flirting with Finn. I didn't really take it too well at the time,” Logan admitted. 

“Like you'd take it well now,” Leo laughed. 

“Eh, true,” Logan shrugged.

“It was Jaxson.” Finn's voice was quiet, almost ragged with how rough it was. He'd gone from brushing to looking almost green in seconds. “It was a friendly game for practice, Jax could skate and he was up there to see me so Coach said he could join for a bit of friendly competition.”

Leo was quiet for a few seconds, rubbing Finn’s back in whatever comfort he could give him. “How about we pop this one back in a box somewhere, hm? As pretty as our Lo looks in it.”

Finn nodded, letting Leo slip the photo from his hands. 

“I think Reg feels guilty.”

Leo and Loehn both looked at each other over Finn's head, both appearing to be equally as confused as the other. 

“What for, rouge?” Logan asked, perching his chin on Finn's shoulder. 

“I've got no idea. Just the way he spoke. I don't know. Just seems like he's– upset, I guess.” Finn rubbed his hand over his face, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“He knows he can speak to us if he wants to. Let's give him some time then if it doesn't get any better in a few days, we can ask him about it. See if there's anything we can do. How's that sound?” Leo asked.

Finn nodded. 

“D'accord, chéri. C’mon, let's get ready. We've got a date to get to,” Logan encouraged, drawing a smile from Finn. No matter what, Finn loved a date night. 

16:39 You: have fun tonight lmk when you get in xxx

 

Regulus finally sent the message he had typed and deleted about a hundred times at that point, throwing his phone onto his bed with a sigh. He dragged out a pair of his - Logan’s - sweats and a - Finn’s - hoodie. He dressed quickly, hearing Sirius calling for him about whether or not they can eat the dark popcorn. He smiled despite himself, pocketing his phone as he jogged down to the ground floor, yelling to his brother: ‘for the love of god put the popcorn down, I will do it!’

Remus was sat on the counter, laughing around his hand as Sirius waved his hand to cool the finger he had burned on the packet. 

“ Mon dieu! Mother of fuck that’s warm!”

“Qu'avez-vous fait?” Regulus laughed along with him, bumping Sirius away from the counter, the man walking dejectedly to Remus’ outstretched arms, pouting at his burned thumb. 

Minutes later, there were two packets of now-warm (and not burned) popcorn in a large bowl, a six pack of beers being carried in by Sirius as Remus grabbed a pile of blankets until they were all piled onto the sofa under a sea of soft sherpa, the beer on the floor in front of them and Remus holding the bowl in his lap. By the time the first movie was over, Regulus found that he had actually lost most of the painful tension he’d been holding in his shoulders for the first time in days. There had been many choruses of ‘good god’ and ‘sweet jesus it should be illegal to have a face like that’ whenever select characters were on screen that had then cracked the three of them up until they were swigging beer purely to dislodge the popcorn kernels from their throats. With Remus and Sirius ordering takeout, Regulus insisting he didn’t care what they ate as long as the plate was big as his stomach growled at the mere mention of potential food, he hunted around under the pile of blankets still covering them to wiggle his phone out of his pocket. 

 

16:59 Fishcake: You too, baby. Lo said to ogle at Orlando Bloom on his behalf lol xxx

 

17:01 Peanut: just got to our rez now. you eaten anything yet?? xx

 

20:47 You: Lo we all ogled don't worry, it's Orlando Bloom, you can't not lmao. had far too much popcorn, coops is just ordering some takeout now so I'll be eating soon. you having fun?? xxx

 

While he waited for a reply, and for the pair next to him to decide whether Indian or pizza was the move for dinner, he scrolled through his phone mindlessly, one hand tucked under his head, not paying much attention. He sat up a little however, bringing his phone a fraction closer as he scrolled back up when a photo caught his eye. It had the four of them tagged in it with the caption: ‘Trouble in Paradise for the NHLs Newest Lovestruck Athletes?!’

Pulling a face, he clicked on the photo to enlarge it, seeing it obviously must be a photo of the boys’ date. It was at the new-ish restaurant that had opened that Finn and Alex had gone to. They had, as they always did whenever it was an option, chosen a relatively secluded area in the corner. Logan was in the cushioned booth part, Leo and Finn on the seats on the opposite side of the table. 

They were laughing, Logan explaining something with a wave of one hand as his other held his wine glass. Leo was leaned back in the casually attractive way he always managed to, his fingers toying with the stem of his own wine glass. his other arm slung over the back of Finn's chair, his fingers grazing over the shoulder of his shirt. And Finn. Regulus’ heart squeezed. Finn had his eyes squeezed shut with the strength of his laugh, his cheeks lightly flushed even in the calm lighting of the place.  

He quickly skimmed the comments, barely taking in the questioning of why Regulus himself was not present on their date - like they had to be together all the time or they had clearly split up. He rolled his eyes a little at it before returning to the photo, saving it to his phone even though the sight of the O'Hara smile that had become far too rare around him in recent days made him feel nauseous, purely because it was a little unfamiliar. A large part of Regulus crawled under his skin at the fact that his boyfriend being happy was an uncommon sight for him. 

Scrubbing a hand over his face, he moved to put his phone back in his pocket, hidden away back under the sea of blankets. He stopped when it buzzed in his hand.

 

20:53 Peanut: okay make sure you eat properly. want us to bring some pastries for you in the morning? we're stopping by the cafe on our way in. completely unrelated question, how do you feel about sushi?? xx

 

20:54 You: I'm a fan of sushi yeah. I'm guessing the food there is good if you're planning on persuading me into dinner there?? and YES PLEASE for the pastries. could I have the banana croissant? (remember before you answer that I love you very very much) xxx

 

20:54 Peanut: i wasn't aware it would take ‘persuading’ to talk you into a date with your wonderful boyfriends, cheeky. and of course I was going to get you the banana one anyway I know how much you love them. I'll never say no to you saying how much you love me tho princess xx

 

20:55 You: well it's no fun if you don't work for it is it. Orlando Bloom is gorgeous but he's got nothing on you and your banana croissant delivering abilities babe xxx

 

20:55 You: miss yous xxx

 

The replies were almost instantaneous. Well, two of them, he bit at the pad of his thumb as he waited for the third, growing more agitated that he wasn't sure it was coming - until it did.

 

20:55 Shortcake: miss you too baby I love youuuu xxxxx

 

20:55 Peanut: i miss you too princess xx

 

20:56 Fishcake: I miss you, baby. Wish you were here but I'm glad you're having fun with Cap and Loops xxx

 

20:56 Peanut: You headed to bed after the next movie?? xx

 

20:56 You: it's nice to spend time with them even tho I do miss my cuddles. Pretty sure we are yeah, the takeout place isn't far so it shouldn't take too long. Will you be home by then do you think?? it'll be like midnight? xx

 

20:57 Shortcake: just a warning that was leo hinting to you that your ass better be going to bed after that next film with how early we’re up for practice xxx

 

Regulus pressed his lips together against a smile. 

 

20:57 You: did his jaw do the thing?? 

 

20:57 Shortcake: oh yeah his eyebrow did the worried twitch thing as well 

 

20:57 Shortcake: guess I was misleading with my wording (as he's telling me rn). daddy was hinting that you better be going to bed after, not leo, forgive me xx

 

20:58 You: wow the brow and the jaw?? better do as I'm told then huh?? xx

 

20:58 Peanut: yes you damn well should. 

 

20:58 Peanut: you're both trouble. 

 

20:58 Peanut: but yeah we’ll be back by then baby. you wanna call and say goodnight?? xx

 

20:58 Fishcake: (This is another one of those questions that isn't actually a question.)

 

20:59 You: (thank you baby xxx) of course I do. plus I deserve some praise for doing as I'm told xx

 

20:59 Fishcake: (You're welcome xx)

 

20:59 Peanut: that you do princess that you do xx

 

Regulus bit his lip, putting his phone back in his pocket, already feeling better than he had just minutes ago from speaking to them. Honestly, the way they could change his mood so fast should frighten him. 

“We– fucking christ, baby –we need to call Regie.”

“Merde, yeah, if not he won’t be able to sleep,” Logan agreed, slipping down from where he had climbed Finn like a tree as soon as they had walked through the door, kissing him firmly as he had been trying to stop himself from doing all night, Finn’s hands squeezing his hips gently before guiding him up the stairs, Leo locking the door behind them. Logan wriggled out of his clothes first, crawling under the covers as goosebumps appeared on his naked skin at the slight chill to the room. Finn and Leo both kept their eyes on him as they undressed as well, although they threw on a pair of sweatpants each as Logan made a show of rolling onto his stomach, the sheets pulling to only come up to his lower back as he began calling Regulus. 

“Hi, baby,” Logan drawled as soon as he answered. 

“Salut, amour. I’m guessing by that smile you had fun?” 

“Loads, we do need to go together as the four of us soon. It’s quiet too, they don’t overbook it, thank god.” 

Leo and Finn got into bed alongside him, Leo climbed over Logan to lie between him and the wall, Finn on his other side. 

“Hey, Regie,” Finn smiled. 

“Hey, darlin’.” 

Regulus’ smile grew as they appeared on screen, rolling onto his side with his face half-smushed against his pillow. 

“Hi,” he smiled as he tried to swallow down a yawn. “I’m glad you all had a nice night.” 

“We did, baby. How was your movie night? Exhausting? Considering you look like you’re going to fall asleep any second?” Leo teased.

Regulus nodded, his hair rustling against the fabric of his pillowcase. “It was really nice. Feel like I haven’t been back here for more than sleeping in ages.” 

“Tell Cap we’re sorry for stealing you away,” Logan mused. 

“Oh, I’m sure he doesn’t share the sentiment that he misses having me around for evenings all too much. From experience, uninterrupted sex is far better than interrupted.” 

There was a chorus of laughter at his comment, half from amusement, half from agreement. 

“Alright, darlin’, we just wanted to say goodnight. Get some sleep, hm?” Leo said softly.

“No,” Regulus began, cutting himself off quickly with a big yawn, “I’m not that tired.” 

“Uh-huh, course you aren’t,” Logan replied with a small smile.

“Go to bed, honey,” Finn whispered. “We’ll see you tomorrow morning, yeah?”

“With banana croissants,” Leo added. 

Regulus paused for a moment, his eyes closed. “Well, I suppose in that case,” he admitted. “G’night, I love you.” 

There were equally as soft mumbles of ‘goodnight’ and ‘je t’aime/I love you’ before Logan’s phone screen blinked off. 

“He is too fucking cute for his own good, my god,” Logan groaned, throwing his phone to the bottom of the bed as he rolled onto his back. 

“Je sais. He’s especially cute when he’s tired,” Leo agreed. “And he did make a very,” Leo shuffled next to Logan, leaning to kiss along his shoulder, mumbling his words into his skin as Logan chuckled, “ very good point.” 

Logan hummed, sinking further into the mattress as he gave Leo more access to his skin. “About what in particular?”

“Uninterrupted sex.” Leo pushed up to catch Logan’s lips before he could mutter a, no doubt, sarcastic remark in response. Logan let out a sound that was far too close to a squeak for his liking when Leo settled properly above him, his stomach swooping violently when there was the distinct sound of Finn fighting back a noise when Leo’s hand wandered from Logan’s skin to squeeze Finn over his sweats. There was absolutely no way he would be convincing Leo to fuck him tonight on the basis of him having to try and skate at practice in less than nine hours at this point; however, Logan Tremblay was not one to let a technicality get him down. Uninterrupted sex was uninterrupted sex. 

Sneaking a hand between them considering Leo’s were occupied, one with making Finn make those noises, the other holding him up so he didn’t completely crush Logan, Logan relished in the ragged groan that slipped from Leo’s lips at the feeling of Logan’s hand wrapping firmly around him.

“God, I want to fuck you so bad, baby.” Logan parted their lips, raising a brow at Leo. “I’m not going to, but I’d like to,” Leo smirked down at him, knowing Logan entirely thought that he may have had a chance at it. 

Logan groaned loudly, pouting up at his boyfriend with all the pleading he could muster. 

“No, no, and no.” Leo replied breezily, punctuating his words with kisses down Logan’s neck, just continuing to smirk up at him as he settled between his legs, glancing over to Finn. “I think Mr. Smart-mouth needs to be occupied, don’t you?” Logan just chuckled as Finn wasted not a second more time before he was pulling his sweats down his legs. 

“Come to the edge of the bed, honey,” Finn ordered, his voice a low husk that caught Logan off-guard. It then quickly reminded him that although some of them had recently done a rather orgasmic scene, Finn had not. He must have not cum in days. Logan and Leo shuffled in tandem, Leo instantly latching his teeth to Logan’s inner thighs as Logan, propped up on an elbow, began working on ending Finn’s - however short-lived - dry spell. “Jesus fucking christ, your mouth feels fucking divine, love.” 

Logan hummed in thanks around him, trying to suppress his smile at the shake it brought in the muscle of Finn’s thighs. 

“You gonna suck my dick or just look at it?” Logan pulled off to quickly say to Leo before taking Finn down again. He yelped around Finn’s cock when Leo bit the inside of his thigh roughly, the pain sharp but ebbing with every soothing lick of Leo’s tongue over the reddened skin. 

“If I wasn’t so turned on, I’d drag this out just to spite you,” he rebutted, smiling up at Logan as he swallowed him down with no hesitation, reminding him just who had taught him how to deepthroat in the first place. 

“Moan around me, baby, don’t try and hold it back. It feels so good when you do.” Finn’s hand was resting on the back of Logan’s head, following the bob of his head as he did, scratching his scalp in a way that sent tingles down his spine whenever he did something that felt particularly good. 

Unsurprisingly, and thank god for the sake of Logan’s ego, Finn came first with a stuttered warning before he went silent, his head tipping back and then he was biting out groans as Logan’s tongue coaxed him through it. Leo took that as his sign to properly dedicate himself to making Logan come rather than just making him have that constant pleasure so that he could still focus on not completely choking himself on Finn’s cock. He groaned around him when Logan reached to tangle his hand in Leo’s hair, tugging ever so slightly as his back arched against the mattress. Leo just kept his hands where they had been, wrapped around Logan’s thighs to keep his legs parted, while also, of course, allowing him to appreciate the man’s far too underappreciated thighs. Finn, while Leo was occupied, worked on his goal that appeared to be kissing Logan within an inch of his life. A single glance up when Logan’s moans began getting muffled had Leo groaning at the mere sight of Finn’s tongue disappearing into his mouth, a hand gently keeping Logan’s chin tilted up to him, the man needing no more direction than that to simply stay still and let Finn do as he wished with him. 

Unable to stop himself, the last minutes before Logan came had Leo gently rocking his hips against the mattress, his cock having long since begun leaking into his sweats. He worked Logan through his orgasm as he had drawn him to it, slowly and so pleasurably that Logan had a slight tremble to his body the entire time the aftershocks were running through his system. 

“What are you waiting for, cowboy?” Finn smirked at him, nodding his head at the top of the bed. With a last kiss to Logan’s, who was panting gently as he lay back, thigh, Leo practically scrambled to sit back against the headboard, dragging his sweats down his hips and kicking them off before he had even settled properly against it. Finn wasted no time in pressing a kiss to his lips, then the base of his throat, just over his heart, the line of his abs, his hipbone, then settling between his legs. Leo’s head knocked back painfully against the headboard, although he barely felt it, as Finn worked him instantly with both his hands twisting around him, his tongue swirling around the tip of his cock to make his muscles jump. 

“Holy f–” Leo cut himself off with a choked sound just loud enough to qualify as a yelp, his hands practically tearing at the pillow behind his back. “Fuck, rouge, that is so fucking good .” His words were basically gasps, his jaw almost permanently dropped open as he tried to keep his hips from bowing off the bed. His orgasm came so quickly, his head literally spun, his body fighting to keep up, as Leo was, with where the fuck that came from. He lay flat, an arm flung over his eyes as he tried to reorganize his body. 

It was Logan’s laugh that caught his attention first, after the white noise faded from his ears. 

“I think you may have actually killed him.” 

Finn’s lips brushed Leo’s ribs in a loving kiss. “I do apolog–”

“Don’t you dare apologise for that,” Leo panted. “Jesus, that was amazing.”

“He seemed very motivated to make you come, not that I blame him.” Logan seemed to be enjoying seeing Leo as a flushed, panting mess from a blowjob far too much. Leo simply held up his middle finger to him, making the pair of them laugh enough that it drew a smile to his face even as his eyes remained closed. 

“Right, I’m going to grab some water before he really does die. Then it’s teeth and bed for everyone.” 

Finn slid off the bed with a kiss to both of their bodies somewhere. 

“Sucked the caretaker right out–” 

Logan barked out a laugh when he got a faceful of fabric before he could get the words out, grabbing the pillow from Leo’s hands to smack him back with it, ending with them half-heartedly wrestling with it when Finn came back in a minute later.

“What the fuck are you two doing?” Finn laughed as he came in, handing the bottle to Logan first to give Leo a moment to sit up even with Logan half-sitting on Leo’s legs. “What do yous want to sleep in? And don’t say nothing, Lo. It’s too cold for naked sleeping, as much as you know we love having you naked in bed.” Logan simply smirked back at Finn shooting a wink over his shoulder. 

Handing Leo the bottle, Logan replied first. “Do we have any of Regie’s clothes here?”

“Urm,” Finn hunted through one of the drawers for a moment. “We’ve got one of his jerseys?” 

“Yes, please.” 

“Okay, baby. You want some shorts too?”

“Just some boxers?”

“‘Course, love. Peanut?"

Finally not panting and considerably more hydrated, Leo managed to respond. “Just a hoodie and some shorts, please, baby? One of yours.”

“Done and done.” 

Finn handed the pair their clothes, himself tugging one of Leo’s hoodies on with some boxers. Both of them leaning on each other, Finn guided them and their shaky legs to the bathroom, brushing his teeth with one of them sat on the counter either side of the sink, he couldn’t stop himself from chuckling a little at them. His bones sang when they all clambered into bed a few minutes later, Leo practically falling asleep instantly as soon as he had said goodnight, his face mushed a little against the pillow beside Finn. Logan was curled sleepily against Finn’s other side, a warm, calming weight against him. 

“How are you?” Logan asked quietly, drawing small patterns on Finn’s chest over his hoodie. 

“I’m doing okay. How are you?”

Logan grumbled. “What d’you mean me?” 

“It was a rough night for you too.” Logan began opening his mouth to interrupt him but Finn just continued speaking. “I saw your face, angel. I heard your voice when you yelled for Le. That’s why I’m checking on you.” He brought his hand up from where it had been tracing lines up and down Logan’s spine to massage the back of his neck, more to comfort himself than anything else. 

“I’m alright. Worried about you and him but I’m okay.” He waited a moment and then clarified. “By ‘you and him’ I mean separately. I’m worried about you and I’m worried about him, not that I think there’s anything to worry about with you and him.” 

Finn gave a noncommittal hum. “You might be right either way.”

“Non. You’re both going to be fine.” 

“He’s miserable whenever I'm around, Lo,” Finn argued.

“No he isn’t,” Logan said back without missing a beat. “He just knows how hard all of this has been on you, he’s worried about you.” 

“Hard on me? I was the one–” Finn couldn’t bring himself to say it, didn’t know what to say to wrap it up into a sentence. “I was the one in the wrong. We both know that.”

“And he’s forgiven you for it, baby. You’ve gotta try and forgive yourself, you’re just killing yourself otherwise.” 

Finn sighed, rubbing his eyes. “I know I do.” 

“It’s hard, I know. You just need to give yourself a little grace. You’re not meant to be perfect, we just want our Harzy.” Logan pressed a lingering kiss to his cheek, waiting for Finn’s nod, moreso that he had heard him than in agreement, turning his head to kiss him softly. Tucking himself back down against Finn’s side, Logan's face nestled in his neck as they both fell silent. “Everything’s gonna be just fine, beau,” Logan mumbled, his voice thick with sleep right before it took him.

“I hope so, honey. I fuckin’ hope so,” Finn spoke into the darkness. 

Regulus let his phone fall from his hands as he rolled onto his back, throwing an arm over his eyes as he tried desperately to swallow the lump in his throat while he willed the burning in his eyes away. He’d been torturing himself for the last while before they called, scrolling through any and all photos online that he could find of that evening. He took no notice of the tags or the captions - all his focus was on them. At that point, he knew what each of them had for all three courses, and that Finn smiled over whatever they were talking about throughout all of them. 

When they called, he had kept his face half-obscured either with the pillow or with the darkness to hide his red eyes and flushed cheeks. The exhaustion from the days of tension and the while of crying hit him all at once, leaving him yawning and half-asleep. It was good to see them, it helped calm the anxiety roiling in his stomach enough that he stopped finally feeling like he was going to puke back up the pizza they had eventually settled on. It was good, he supposed, that it meant they didn’t look too hard at him past the yawning.

Seeing them did as it had done since he first met them, it took him out of his head, it calmed the nightmares and the memories and all the extra shit . It was just them, his entire world revolved around them. Only thing with that though, it faded when their faces blinked off the screen. Before, when everything was normal with them, it would be fine, he would roll over and go to sleep without having to worry about the nightmares coming back. Now, though, that was only half the things he was terrified of, alongside, of course, the ever-present looming fear that he was doing nothing but making the people he loved most in the world miserable. 

By the time it reached two in the morning and Regulus hadn’t managed to get more than an hour of sleep, he was more than frustrated. An hour ago, he had thrown his bear at the photo of them that was tilted towards him on his bedside table, even if it was just to stop them looking at him . Now, he was walking over to pick it up, thanking god it hadn’t smashed, putting it back where it was with guilt lingering in his chest. The small sliver of light that streamed through his curtains glinted off something on the floor. Crouching, the jingle of the keys was loud in the quiet of the room. With a sigh, he tucked them back into the corner of the picture frame, looking at their smiling faces. When that just made his eyes burn once again, he tugged on some sweatpants and a hoodie, quietly scribbling out a note to Sirius and Remus that he had headed into the rink early. He pulled his shoes on, grabbed his duffel and keys and headed off to the one place he could take his frustrations out - on the ice. 

“Babe, I’m just saying, there is no need for us to be this early, I bet there’s like three of the boys here at this time.” 

Leo smiled to himself, holding his free hand out behind him, Logan’s hand latching onto his a moment later. 

“Oh, you’re just grumpy because you’re hungry. You’ll be fine once you’ve eaten,” Leo debated. 

“Carry me,” Logan joked, dropping back from the fast pace of Leo’s long strides as Finn, as he had insisted, carried their three duffels altogether, his laugh echoing as Leo just swept Logan over his shoulder with ease, holding him there even as he squirmed. He wasn’t able to keep the pout on his lips as Leo jogged them from the parking lot all the way into the lockers, the security guard, Lenny, just waving them on through with a shake of his head at their antics. 

They only faltered when they got to their stalls, Logan finally being placed back on his feet. 

“Did you see Caps car in the lot?” Leo asked.

“Nope, we’re pretty much the only ones here in the team lot. There was only, uh, Moody’s and Coach’s, I think, maybe Minnie’s,” Finn said, thinking back to the near empty lot he had manoeuvred around when he had parked them up. 

“Regie’s stuff is here,” Leo said. 

“Boys.” The three of them turned as the tell-tale sound of Moody’s voice and his wooden leg came clicking into the room. “What’s going on with him?” 

“What do you mean?” Logan asked. 

“Well, I got here at five and he was already out on the ice. Lenny said he got here before four. I checked the cameras, he hasn’t stopped since he got here.” Logan just blinked, it had just gone seven thirty, he’d been out there for over three hours - he’d had less sleep than that, if any at all. “Is it his family? Have any of the Black bunch started rearing their heads again? He knows Minnie’s got legal things in place against that.” 

“No, Moods, as far as I know, at least, they haven’t done anything. Well, anything new ,” Finn said, sitting heavily in his stall. 

“Well, remind him Heather’s there if he needs.” The three of them nodded. “And, well, you know, so are me and Arthur. We’ve got you boys.” Moody shifted a little uncomfortably at the ‘emotional bullshit’ as he so fondly called it. Leo clapped hands with him. 

“We know, thanks boss man.” 

“Yeah, yeah, get ready, Arthur’s planning on killing you lot in practice today.” 

Logan headed over to the ice, watching, moreso admiring, the way Regulus was floating across the ice, slamming puck after puck into the net. He hadn’t bothered to properly change into his gear yet, having just thrown on his skates. His whistle echoed around the rink, bouncing off the ice back to himself. Regulus’ head flew over to him, a smile rising to his face as he breezed over to the edge. 

“Hey.” 

“Hi, baby. Couldn’t sleep?” 

Regulus shrugged, taking the bottle Logan handed him to squeeze some water into his mouth. “Not really. Figured I may as well do something productive if I can’t.”

“You know you could’ve called. Or got an Uber over to ours, you’ve got a key, you know,” Logan teased. 

“I know, didn’t want to wake you. Plus, I feel weird about just letting myself into your place without you knowing.”

“We don’t mind, baby, honestly. Believe me, I’d be more than happy to wake up to you there, you know that.” Regulus smiled a little, bringing a hand up to hold Logan’s chin in a gentle grip, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “You know, we missed you last night. My side of the booth felt a little lonely.”

Regulus just smiled, changing the subject from that before he worked himself up about it again. “Did you come bearing gifts for me?” 

Logan rolled his eyes with a smile. “Your croissant is ready and waiting, c’mon.” 

Moody hadn’t been joking, Finn was leaning heavily against the side of the rink as he squeezed gatorade into his mouth by the end of practice. The boys were all knackered as they filed off the ice, Finn just behind Regulus near the back. He stopped on his way to his stall when Regulus veered off straight through to the showers, his skates and full gear still on. With furrowed brows, Finn followed into the quiet showers that would be filled with those who loved to shower pretty much straight away in a few minutes. Just as he rounded the corner, he watched as the door to the disabled toilets clanged shut. His steps hurried as he heard Regulus retch. 

“Regie baby? You okay?” Regulus just retched again. “I’m coming in, honey.” Finn pushed the door open, crouching beside him and rubbing his back as his heart squeezed at the sight of him heaving and panting on the floor. “You’re alright, you’re alright,” he soothed. He just continued rubbing his back until he went lax, his body no longer tensed and ready to throw up any second; he hadn’t even thrown up that much, Finn supposed if all he had eaten since last night was his croissant, there wasn’t much to throw up other than gatorade and water. It still looked agonising as he retched around nothing. “You think you’re done?” 

Regulus nodded, reaching to flush the toilet before Finn helped him stand, keeping half his weight leaned against him as he splashed some water on his face, cupping his palms to drink some water to swill in his mouth. When he was stood upright once more, Finn pressed the inside of his wrist to his forehead, then the back of his neck. 

“You don’t have a fever, but you look quite pale. You feeling like you’re coming down with the flu or do you think it’s ju–” 

“ Fucking Christ, Finn . I’m fine, would you quit it with the fussing?” Finn’s hands stilled but he kept holding Regulus up against the shaking of his knees. Regulus sighed, leaning forward to rest his clammy forehead against Finn’s shoulder. “Désolé, désolé. I just– I think I’m just tired, and probably did too much without eating enough.” He leaned back to look up at him, his grey eyes pleading and remorseful. “I’m sorry. Thank you.” 

“Don’t worry about it, love. Thank you for what?” 

“You know how much I hate throwing up, and that it sucks a bit less when you rub my back.” 

“That I do, Regie, that I do. You sure you’re okay, though?” 

Regulus hummed. “Honestly think I just over-did it a bit.” 

“C’mon, let's get ready then we can go home and we can all have a nice big lunch.” 

“You want me to come back with you?”

Finn looked at him as though he had sprouted an extra head right then and there. “Of course I do. What– Why the hell would you think I wouldn’t?” 

Regulus bit his lip, flushing a bit at the fact he’d let the sentence slip out without his brain being able to catch up and stop it. 

“Rien. Nothing, rouge. Come on, lunch sounds great.” 

“Alright,” Finn said tentatively. “You sure you’re okay?” 

Regulus nodded, tucking himself under his chin to nose at his neck for a moment before they began making their way back to the lockers. 

“Le–” Regulus cut himself off with a huff, obligingly staying still so Leo could take his temperature. He looked over a Finn, his eyebrows alone saying ‘ seriously? I said we shouldn’t tell him’ . Finn smothered a laugh behind his beer bottle. Practice didn’t finish as late that day as it had the previous but it was still far too late for coffee (for Finn, Regulus would chug a cup if it was an option), so beer was the go-to. 

“Might be food poisoning. It would explain why you were restless last night.”

“Darling, I am fine . I just overworked myself and didn’t have enough sleep or food. I already feel better after eating. Now come and cuddle .” 

Leo sighed in defeat. “Well, you are resting tomorrow, y’hear? No practice means rest.” 

“If I say yes, are you going to put the thermometer down and come cuddle us?” 

Leo pointed the thermometer at him. “Yes.” 

“Then yes, I will rest at home, I promise.” 

Leo shifted on his feet, blinking a little. “You’re going home again tonight?”

Now it was Regulus’ turn to shuffle. “Oui, just to sleep in my own bed considering I didn’t sleep much last night.” 

Leo nodded after a moments’ pause. “That makes sense.” After replacing the thermometer in the drawer, Leo settled in behind Regulus, Logan lying back down half over Regulus’ legs, half over Finn’s. Honestly, if he wasn’t so exhausted, it would be comical how quickly he fell asleep. But with Leo’s arms around him, one rubbing circles over his chest - something his mom always did to him when he was sick as a kid - his body and brain both agreed to chill the fuck out enough that sleep came easily. 

“I think he’s avoiding us.” Logan’s voice was quiet, barely a whisper loud enough to be heard over the low volume they had turned the TV volume down to as soon as they had noticed that he was asleep.

“There’s definitely something going on. Especially if Moody’s noticed that it’s more than just him coming in early for practice one time,” Leo agreed, petting his hand over Regulus’ hair. 

“I just can’t seem to figure what it is,” Logan said, chewing on the inside of his cheek.

“You’re kidding, right?” They both looked over at Finn. “I mean, really, what else do we think it is?” 

“Baby, I’m not just saying this to spare you, I really don’t think that what happened with Jax is it. I mean, it might be part of it, yeah, but all of this over that… I don’t know. It just doesn’t feel right,” Logan said earnestly. “When he said to us all that he forgave you, he meant it, we could all see that. 

“Maybe he changed his mind.”

“Harz,” Leo said, his voice a low drawl. “He forgave you, trust him enough to believe him when he told you that.” 

Looking at Regulus’ sleeping face, Finn squeezed Logan’s leg when he reached out to tangle their hands together. 

“You’re right. Do you think maybe Moody might have been right? Something to do with his parents?” 

“I honestly don’t know,” Leo sighed.

“Do you think we’d be overstepping if one of us rang Cap about it?” Logan asked, quieter than he had before. 

“There’s no harm in asking. We don’t have to say he’s struggling, we can just ask,” Leo replied. Finn was up and heading upstairs as soon as the words were out of his mouth. 

Sirius picked up after only a few rings. 

“Harz, hey. What’s up?”

“Hey, Cap. Can I ask you a really random question that you answer with no further questioning as long as I promise you that nothing is gravely wrong?” 

“Not the most ominous start to a phone call I’ve ever had, but definitely not the most subtle. But I suppose as your Captain I can’t say no. Shoot.” 

“Has any of the Black demon bunch popped up recently?” Finn felt a pang of guilt as he practically heard Sirius’ stomach drop.

“Nothing gravely wrong you said?” 

“Nothing gravely wrong.” 

“Not that I know of. And I feel like I’d know if they’d tried to get at Reg. He gets a look about him.” 

“And you’ve not seen that look?”

“Jesus, Finn, you’re kind of freaking me out a little.”

“Sorry, Cap, we just wanted to check. I promise it’s nothing serious, alright?” 

“Alright. But if it does get serious, you tell me, oui? As your family, not as your Captain.” 

“Course I will, brother.” 

Their heads swivelled comically over to him when he came padding down the stairs. “Not the lunatic bunch.” 

“Dammit,” Leo muttered. “I’m out of ideas then.” 

“There is one thing we haven’t considered,” Logan pointed out as Finn sat back down.

“Yeah? What’s that?” Leo asked.

“Bad brain day.” 

The resounding silence actually was comical. All of the speculatory answers they had come up with and they had skipped the one that most often affected the three of them as well. 

“Okay now that really isn’t a bad shout,” Leo agreed. 

“Only thing is, we don’t know how to help him. With you two, I’ve basically got a play-by-play of how to help you whenever you’re having a bad day depending on what’s going on. I don’t know how to help him.” Leo reached out to rub the back of his neck at how progressively stressed he sounded as he continued talking. “See,” Logan mumbled, although he sounded far more relaxed now than he had, “you know how to calm me down, how do we do that for him?” 

“Well, this seems to be the only sleep he’s gotten recently and it didn’t take long after we sat down for him to conk out,” Finn pointed out, swigging another mouthful of beer. 

“But the one thing he wants for tonight and tomorrow is be at home, away from us,” Leo said. 

“That doesn’t necessarily mean anything,” Logan mused, “sometimes what you want most is the one thing you refuse to give yourself if you feel like you don’t deserve it.” 

“God, the thought of him thinking that makes me feel sick,” Leo groaned, Finn humming with a grimace around the mouth of his bottle. 

“We could body-block the door, refuse to let him leave,” Logan offered, looking back at Leo as he desperately tried not to laugh and jostle Regulus awake. “Snuggle and smother him until he gets a proper night’s sleep.” 

Finn shrugged. “Not entirely bad as a back-up plan.”

“Right, how about we give him tomorrow, you know, he might be one of those people that needs time alone on a bad brain day. Then, if he’s still not doing any better by game-day, we’ll ask him what’s up and if there’s anything we can do,” Logan said decisively.

“Okay, that’s a plan. But, we stay on the phone with him tonight, he’s said before he falls asleep better on the phone with us.” 

Leo nodded to Finn’s statement. 

“You know, we aren’t too bad at this boyfriend thing,” Leo mused.

“You’d hope so, we have been doing it a while,” Logan laughed quietly. Finn chuckled too, leaning back against the sofa. 

“Love you two, you know.” 

Logan tentatively leaned forward to kiss Finn gently. “Je t’aime, grand garçon.” 

Finn’s brows furrowed. “That’s new, you’ve never called me that before. What does that mean?” 

“It’s accurate,” Leo agreed, a steady smile on his face at Finn’s curiosity. 

“What does it mean?” Finn whined. 

“Big boy,” Logan replied, his face full of innocence, his head on a tilt. 

Finn’s brows raised in consideration. “Is that true?” He asked Leo. Leo just nodded, a small smile on his features. “I like that.” He thought about it a little more, nodding again. “Yeah, I like that. ‘Big boy’. Sexy.” 

“You are.” 

“You are.” 

Finn just flushed bright red, holding up his middle finger at them both as he swigged his beer, the pair chuckling at him. By the time the episode of Finn and Logan's show was over, Leo was fast asleep as well, his cheek resting against the top of Regulus’ head, Logan and Finn not looking too far off a nap either. 

Two episodes later, Logan and Finn managed to successfully sneak off the sofa without waking either of them, leaving them both to sleep while they whipped up something quick - a pasta dish - for dinner. They were both more than happy to pass the time while it was cooking leaned back against the counter, busying each other with kisses so as to not risk waking them by sneaking back into the living room. Safe to say they were both still panting a little when Logan went to gently wake them, telling them dinner would be on the table in a few minutes.

“Shit, what time is it?” Leo asked, still bleary-eyed. 

“Almost six.”

“God, love. Sorry, I was just gonna sleep for a little bit.”

“Oh hush with the apologies. We can cook dinner every once in a while you know,” Logan assured him, kissing the top of his head, then Regulus’ as he gave them a few minutes to wake up, going to help Finn get out the containers to box up leftovers for lunch the next day. 

“You sleep well, princess?” Leo mumbled, his voice still thick with sleep. 

Regulus nodded, his cheek rubbing against Leo's chest as he did. “Great actually. You're very comfortable, I must say.” 

“Oh, well I'm glad.”

Regulus chuckled at Leo's teasing tone before he continued. “I'm gonna head home after dinner.”

Leo hooked a finger under Regulus’ chin, tilting his head up to look at him, rubbing his thumb over his chin when he was. “You don't have to go, you know? If you want to, of course you can but you can stay. We want you to stay.” The worry that their planning had ebbed returned when Regulus’ eyes began shining at his words.

“I have to,” he choked out. “I can't stay. Not tonight.” Leo forced his questions down, swallowing down all the words he wanted to say to reassure him that yes, he could stay. He could stay forever, they'd prefer it. 

“Whatever you want to do, love.” 

Dinner, strangely enough, was normal. Their socked feet rested tangled together underneath the table, the chatter bright and as varying in topic as it usually was, including Logan bragging about all the new (old) clothes that the package from Finn's parents had held - which then led to Regulus joking to Finn that they had guessed his motives all along. 

But, as he had said, as soon as he and Leo had loaded the dishwasher, he was gathering his duffel that had been left by the door and was shrugging on his coat. 

“I wasn't kidding earlier, let yourself in if you want. It doesn't count as breaking and entering if you've got permission,” Logan emphasised as he hugged Regulus tightly. “Same for if you wanna come over tomorrow, you can just show up. We'll keep an ear out for the door if you really want to insist on knocking.” Regulus just kissed his head sweetly, snuggling him close. 

Finn gave him an equally strong hug that Regulus seemed to cling to, nuzzling under his chin as he had in the bathroom at the rink. 

“Remember to take some pain meds when you get in to get ahead of the muscle pain,” was Leo's whispered order. Regulus smiled into his shoulder, promising him that he would. 

“Je t'aime,” he said softly to them on his way out, taking his car keys with him this time. 

The three of them stared at the door even after it had closed behind him, all of them worrying at the inside of their cheeks or their lips or the skin on their thumbs. They managed to get through another few episodes of their show, Leo lying with his head in Finn’s lap, before they decided to head up to bed. Logan and Finn went up while Leo just put the containers of leftovers in the fridge now that they had properly called. It was the photo of the four of them stuck on the fridge, smiling widely as they lay in a tangled pile on the sofa just in the other room, that had Leo jogging up the stairs with his car keys already in hand.

“Who wants to storm the Pentagon?”

Finn and Logan glanced up from where they were both pulling on one of Regulus’ jerseys and a hoodie of his they had found. 

“If the Pentagon is Cap's place then fuck yes, I'm in,” Logan agreed instantly. 

“Seconded.”

With that, the three of them were haphazardly tugging on shoes and jackets to protect against the rain before they were speeding out their drive to go and be with their boy.

Chapter 32: Unworthiness, Cuddles and Make Up Sex

Summary:

ITS FINALLY HERE!! (my deepest apologies for the cliffhanger)

I mean I couldn't not post for pride month could I????

just a note: anyone that wants a little Spotify Cubshots playlist, it's on my tumblr - same user as this - but if anyone wants the link, just comment and I'll paste it for you

I apologise in advance for the angst at the start but I promise I make up for it in smut and fluff 😌 (I hope)

anywhoooo ENJOY MY LOVELIES!!

~16,000

Leo’s fingers drummed anxiously on the steering wheel as they drove through the night-quiet streets. Squeezing his thigh, Logan sent him a comforting smile.

 

“We couldn’t stay home. Not when he felt like he had to leave, there’s clearly something more going on than we thought,” Finn said from the backseat, leaning forward towards the front. 

 

“Je sais. I just hope he speaks to us about it,” Logan agreed. 

 

Leo just hummed in reply, continuing to drum in time with the random radio station playing quietly to fill the unnatural silence in the car.

 

“Hey bud, it’s just us,” Leo called into the receiver when he buzzed the gate. 

 

“Mi casa es su casa,” Sirius’ voice came rattling back out, the gates opening a second later. Remus opened the door just as Leo put the handbrake on, the three running straight into the house to get away from the rain.

 

“Sorry for showing up without calling, brother,” Logan apologised as soon as they were inside.

 

Remus simply waved him away, clapping hands with the three of them as Sirius came over to do the same. “You know you’re always welcome here.” 

 

“Regie upstairs?” Finn asked, trying to discreetly wipe his palms on his thighs. 

 

“No, he’s down in the rink. Is everything alright? I know you said earlier that it was but you all look fucking ill, what’s going on?” Sirius asked, his eyes full of worry as he looked between them for an answer.

 

“Relationship spat?” Logan answered. “I suppose. We’re not totally sure what’s going on but that’s why we're here.”

 

“Felt wrong to leave it,” Leo added.

 

Sirius nodded although it was Remus who replied. “Sometimes he needs space, sometimes space is the worst thing. If you’ve already tried space and he’s just getting worse, that’s not him needing space to sort it out for himself, that’s him wanting space so he can be his own worst enemy without anyone realising he’s punishing himself.” 

 

Simultaneously loosing a breath at his reassurance that they were doing the right thing, they all accepted the encouraging pats to the back Remus gave them, dragging Sirius back to the living room, Sirius casting a worried gaze over his shoulder as he watched them approach the door leading down to the basement. 

 

The music hit them as soon as the door was opened, the sudden onslaught of noise making Logan wince, the sound only growing in volume as they descended into the large space. A large rink spanned the majority of the space, a long bench next to it. The edges of the room held the usual basement storage shelves on one side, the other covered in various gym equipment, including a set of two punching bags strung from hooks in the ceiling. Honestly, it was very obvious a once very lonely Captain Sirius Black who spoke to barely anyone and hated everyone had lived there alone for several years. It was there by the punching bags that they spotted the mess of black curls they had been searching for. The sight made Logan’s heart clench painfully in his chest. His grey shirt was soaked in sweat, the back of his hair slicked to his neck with it as well as he hit the bag over and over with bare knuckles. 

 

Leo, ever the proactive one, had managed to focus enough to locate the sound system remote, clicking the volume down enough that their brains stopped rattling in their heads.

 

“Je t'ai déjà dit que tout allait bien,” Regulus bit out between pants, assuming it was his brother. 

 

“We call bullshit.” The sound of Logan’s voice made him stop, his hands dropping to his sides as he took a breath. 

 

“What’s up?” He hadn’t turned around, simply standing with his back to them, running a hand through his hair to brush it away from his face. 

 

“That’s a good question,” Logan said, “back at you.” 

 

Regulus didn’t reply for several long seconds. Then, he simply adjusted his stance once more, raising his fists to continue hitting the bag. “I want to be left alone, I think I made that pretty clear.” 

 

“Tough, baby. We aren’t going anywhere until you talk to us about whatever’s going on.” 

 

“Three against one is a bit unfair, non?” His voice was broken by grunts as he hit the bag harder with every word. 

 

“Four against whatever’s going on isn’t.” 

 

“Oh, yeah,” Regulus deadpanned, “what if one of the four is the problem. What then, prophet Logan?” 

 

“Regulus,” Leo warned, his irritation ticking at his sarcasm at Logan considering he was the one out of the two of them that could see Logan worrying the skin of his thumb with his nail and his eyes already shining with emotion - no matter how calm he appeared to be on the outside. He stepped to join Finn at his side, pressing a comforting hand to his back that had gone rigid at the confirmation that he was upset with one of them had come out so harshly. 

 

“Oh, I do apologise, daddy. Do you want me to suck you off to make up for my attitude? Or would you rather spank me? I'm easy.” 

 

Leo’s unconscious tut in response to that managed to echo louder than the dull rhythmic thud of Regulus’ fists and the low music still playing, a muscle in Regulus’ shoulders tensing almost comically. He approached Regulus, Logan moving to hold Finn’s hand after one quick glance to see how his boyfriend was doing and seeing him white as a ghost and looking like he was ready to throw up. 

 

“Reg.” Leo reached to put a hand on Regulus’ shoulder, the man just shrugging him off then resisting when he reached out again to try and turn him around. Leo instead moved to put himself between Regulus and the bag, Regulus ducking his head when Leo tried to catch his eye, busying himself instead with readjusting his wrist supports. “Darlin’,” Leo said, giving him a moment to do it himself before he gently held his chin and guided his face to look at him. It was then that he realised that his panting had not been entirely from exertion, but was just as much from what had to have been nothing short of him sobbing before they had gotten there. Tears still fell in a steady rhythm down his cheeks even now as he tried half-heartedly to free himself from Leo’s hold. Leo’s annoyance at his tone and his sniping ebbed, a wave of emotion sweeping over him as he took in his face, the exhausted bags under his eyes, the sadness dulling his grey eyes. “Talk to us, mon coeur,” he said in a whisper. “Please.” 

 

“C’est moi.” Regulus’ voice shattered, trying once more, stronger now, to tug his chin out of Leo’s grip. “C’est moi,” he repeated, his face crumbling as he was wracked with a weak sob.

 

“What’s you?” Leo tried, and failed, to keep the desperation from his voice at seeing him so stricken without knowing what was wrong, not knowing what to do to help. 

 

“I’m the problem,” he replied, his voice hoarse, cracking behind the strength of the word as he began pushing against Leo’s chest when it was clear he wouldn’t release his chin. “Let me go,” he mumbled in a whisper, pushing and pushing even as Leo wrapped his arms around him. He began calming when Leo managed to secure his arms around him, holding him tightly to try and help regulate his system a little so Regulus could at least take a full breath, Regulus, unconsciously or otherwise, burying his nose into Leo's shirt for a moment. As soon as his fists had relaxed their pounding against his chest, Regulus began shaking his head, ripping himself out of his hold so roughly a moment later that he stumbled back a few extra steps once he had broken from it. “I don’t deserve it,” he mumbled. 

 

“Sweetheart.” Tears slid from Finn’s eyes at his first proper look at Regulus’ face when he whirled to face him, hearing how much closer his voice was now. “What’s going on?” he asked softly, nothing but love in his eyes as he looked at him, even through the tears falling more freely now. 

 

Regulus took a stuttering breath, unable to tear his eyes away from Finn’s, his guilt almost crushing him now he could see how much Finn loved him, how much he wanted to help even though Regulus didn’t deserve it, didn’t deserve him, any of them.

 

“I don’t make you happy,” he admitted, his tone a whisper, like he didn’t want them to know as well, like saying it would make it more true than it already was. Finn’s expression was nothing short of incredulous, opening his mouth although no words came out - of all the things he had believed it may have been, that had been one of them, though it had always been about Finn not making Regulus happy, Regulus not being able to move on from what he had done. But not that. Never that. “I can’t make you happy. I–I don’t know why I ever thought I c-could.” Regulus' breaths were choppy, his entire body moving with the gasp to them as his lip quivered.

 

“Where the fuck have you got that from?” Logan blurted, his own upset being put on the backburner at the pure confusion of what had just come out of his boyfriend's mouth.

 

“I don’t. The first time Finn has smiled for more than a minute in days was when it was just the three of you. Whenever he looks at me, he’s sad.” His voice broke around the word. “I make him sad.” 

 

Regulus’ shoulders were curved in on himself, the posture making him look so small and unsure as he looked at them while he sobbed that Leo, while Regulus’ attention was on Finn and Logan stood together in front of him, turned his back to them, letting himself silently shake with a handful of sobs before he forced them back, squeezing his hands into fists until his nails were cutting into his skin, the slight pain letting him compose himself enough to close the small gap between himself and them.

 

“Regie, he just feels bad for what happened,” Leo soothed, putting himself in front of him next to Finn so it wasn’t as though they were surrounding him for all sides. “You’re not making him unhappy.” 

 

Regulus shook his head through his sobs. “I am,” he protested, “I am. I told you I would and you didn’t believe me. Why didn’t you believe me?” Leo saw as Logan twisted his body to turn away, no longer able to stop his own lip quivering at Regulus taking small steps backwards, away from them, his arms curling around his ribs as if to try and comfort himself and keep himself away from them at the same time.

 

“What do you mean, love?” Leo asked, keeping his voice as placating and calm as he could. Finn clinging to his hand for dear life helped, he knew it was as much to comfort Leo as it was to ground Finn. 

 

“I said to you,” Regulus cried, pointing accusingly at them, “that one time in bed. I was with them too long, I didn’t get out in time, I–I’m broken.” Logan’s little noise of pure heartbreak had Leo’s breath hitching roughly around a sob. 

 

“You’re not broken, baby. You’re not. You’re nothing like them, you hear?” Finn’s words were lit with anger, not at Regulus, but at them, his bastard parents who somehow managed to create two of the best people he knew and still make them feel less than, even now.

 

“I am,” Regulus disagreed, mouthing the words more than speaking them. “I ruin all the good things just like she said I did.” Finn was tearing to close the distance between them, his hands cupping either of Regulus’ cheeks, their faces inches apart as Finn willed him to listen. 

 

“You think you’re like them? That you’re draining the good out of us like they did to you?” Regulus looked torn even as he nodded as best he could in agreement; his heart was visibly shattering at the thought this was Finn agreeing, that he was right about himself all along. “Then if you’re just like them, then you’re incapable of love, right? You don’t love us, you don’t love your brother or the team. You don’t care about anyone but yourself.” Finn watched as the point he was making began clicking. “Right? If you’re exactly like them then that’s all true.” 

 

“Non,” Regulus mumbled, shaking his head ardently, “non, that’s not true.”

 

“Because you are nothing like them, Regulus. They have no idea what real love is. You do. And I know, we know, that you do because we know you love us. Just because you were raised by bad people, does not mean you are one of them, y’understand? You’re not broken, baby, you’re just you. And you have never made me miserable, not for a single second,” Finn paused to let out a sob as Regulus’ hands tangled in his shirt for something to cling to as his words washed over him, “I thank the fucking universe every goddamn day of my life that we met you. Being around you, seeing you smile, hearing your voice, your laugh, going to bed with you next to me, waking up and wanting to just see you, that is the best thing to ever happen to me. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. You completed me, you completed us. We were waiting for you our entire fucking lives, baby, and now I get to see the three loves of my life happy everyday because we all managed to find each other right when we were supposed to. You're meant to be with us.” Regulus practically collapsed into his chest, his hands clawing at Finn’s back as he hugged him just as fiercely as Finn was holding Regulus to him. His sobs were so loud they rang throughout the room, growing louder as he felt Leo and Logan’s arms curl around them too. But they were relieved, almost to the point of disbelief, yes, but relieved. 

 

“Shh,” Logan soothed him, “we’re right here. We aren’t going anywhere, mon amour, ouais? Never ever going anywhere without you.” 

 

“There is no world where we would ever not love you. No matter what happens, no matter how much we fight, nothing is ever going to change that,” Leo promised, kissing the top of his head.

 

“You can’t promise that.” Regulus’ voice was muffled in Finn’s chest but audible. He pulled away a little, his eyes darting between the three of them. “Unconditional love doesn’t– It doesn’t–” exist, it doesn’t exist. He had believed that for as long as he could remember, had always thought it was ridiculous in movies when people would promise each other that. You could never know what was going to happen. But looking at the three men in front of him, feeling, despite everything, his heart soften at the mere sight of them, looking right back at him with just as much love as they ever had– well shit, he may actually have to admit he was wrong about that. 

 

“It does,” Logan said quietly, a small smile on his face, knowing exactly what inner debate Regulus was fighting with. “With us, it can.” 

 

His eyes settled on Finn’s before him, the bambi eyes he fell in love with before he knew the man behind them.

 

“I forgive you.” Finn’s lip trembled for a moment, glancing away as he blinked desperately before returning Regulus’ gaze, nodding.

 

“Okay,” he choked out. 

 

“Forgive yourself. Please?” 

 

Finn nodded again, bolder this time, holding the back of Regulus’ neck to kiss his forehead firmly. 

 

“We’re moving on from it, from that asshole,” Finn agreed. “But you can’t stop me from repaying your forgiveness,” he said finally. 

 

A ghost of a smile appeared on Regulus’ tear-flushed face at the all-too-familiar cheekiness on Finn’s. 

 

“Oh yeah?” he mumbled, wiping his drying eyes. 

 

Finn took a tiny step forwards to close the minimal distance between them, his other hand joining to cup either side of Regulus’ neck. “Yeah,” he replied, his voice a whisper. He brushed his lips gently over Regulus’ brow, mumbling into his skin. “Gonna spoil you.” His lips brushed between his brows next. “Kisses.” The bridge of his nose. “Cuddles.” His cheek. “Lollipops.” That drew an amused noise from Regulus that had Finn smiling a little into his skin. “Whatever you wan–” Regulus cut him off, pushing forward to press their lips together, the kiss desperate but somehow still soft, nervous almost that he wouldn’t reciprocate. But Finn was silencing those worries between one breath and the next, making a broken sound before one of his hands was sliding down to wrap around his waist, tugging him so he was falling against Finn’s chest, his other hand holding the back of his head. 

 

His hands tangling in the front of Finn’s shirt, Regulus pressed up on his toes further, closer to him, as close as he could get. A small whimper slipped past his lips, a tear escaping his eye as Finn just continued holding him, even when the kiss broke and he buried his head in Finn’s neck, just continued rubbing his back, rocking them back and forth slightly for as long as he needed to stay hidden away there. Leo and Logan remained at either side of Finn’s back, Leo with a steadying hand at Finn’s back, Logan resting his temple against the ball of Finn’s shoulder, both in silent support. 

 

“Can we go home?” Regulus croaked out an age later. 

 

There was an almost audible relieved breath the three shared. 

 

“You sure you don’t want to stay here, honey? We’ll stay with you if you like?” Finn asked gently, brushing back the curls that fell across Regulus’ face when he leaned back a fraction to look up at him. They simply fell back down when Regulus shook his head, his eyes darting almost anxiously between Finn’s. 

 

“Wanna be with you. Alone. At least for tonight, if not tomorrow.” 

 

“We have all day tomorrow, baby,” Leo promised him. “We can just snuggle all day if you want.” Regulus’ eyes fluttered closed, Finn’s thumb skimming beneath his eye. 

 

“Parfait.” 

 

“Alright, sweetheart,” Finn agreed. “Let’s go home.” 

 

After promising Sirius and Remus - several times - that he was fine once they were back upstairs, Sirius seeming convinced only when Regulus had finally managed to butt into Sirius frantic sentences to say that they were going to go back to the Cubs’ place, they were out and in the car, Regulus leaving his where it was, not wanting to be away from even one of them while they drove both cars back. He remained with his head leaning against Finn’s shoulder in the backseat, Logan’s hand wrapped around his ankle from the passenger seat in a touch that Regulus kept pushing into whenever his thumb stopped the rhythmic circles he’d been rubbing into his ankle bone. 

 

 

 

 

 

He remained pressed close to as many of them as he could at once while they meandered inside and upstairs, into the bathroom to brush their teeth again, purely because Regulus hadn’t yet and none of them were any more inclined to be apart from him than he was from them. When they guided him into their bedroom, Regulus nodded when Finn asked if he wanted some of their clothes to sleep in. Coming back to Regulus stood in the middle of the room, Logan and Leo downstairs to make them all a cup of tea considering none of them were particularly tired, still too geared up from the eventful night they had had so far, Finn laid the clothes out on the bed next to them - a pair of Regulus’ sweats that they had there and one of Leo’s biggest, softest hoodies, Finn startled a little when Regulus simply lifted his arms. Finn swallowed, moving after a moment to grip the bottom of his t-shirt, pulling it slowly up and over his head, his fingertips skimming his side as he did. Regulus shivered prominently at the touch, a small sigh escaping him. He held onto Finn’s shoulders as he stepped into his sweats, Finn then pulling the hoodie over his head, lifting the hood up to cocoon him; it was what Logan liked to do when he was sad about something, just pull up a large hood or blanket and snuggle in his own little world. 

 

“Do you want your whale?” Regulus nodded once more, smiling, however weakly, at Finn when he located it and gave it to him. “C’mon into bed, baby.” Finn couldn’t help his chuckle, kissing the top of the hood. “You comfy there?” Regulus just nodded from where he had flattened himself atop Finn as soon as the man was sat back against the headboard, his whale also balanced on his chest next to his hood. 

 

“Someone’s got comfy,” Leo’s teasing voice came as they entered, both carrying two mugs each that they managed to squeeze onto the bedside table before they slid into bed beside them. They chatted mundanely for a while, letting Regulus keep to himself whilst also having something, a toe, a finger, a bit of his knee, touching each of them. His first movement came without warning, Regulus pressing his knees against the bed so he could tug up the back of his hoodie, leaving it bunched at his shoulders before he settled back down. Finn got the non-verbal message easily, slowly trailing his fingers over the covered tops of his shoulders and down until he met bare skin, pausing at Regulus’ intake of breath at the touch before he continued when Regulus made no further move to stop him. He danced his fingers along the divots in his spine, down to the small of his back then trailing back up, drawing patterns in his skin as Regulus practically purred at the sensation, letting out small happy breaths every so often, his face half-buried into Finn’s chest, the rest covered by the extra fabric of the hood as he clutched his whale next to him. 

 

Finn, for obvious reasons, was the first to notice when Regulus began pressing his hips down into his thigh, so gently at first Finn simply assumed he was shifting his weight to get comfortable. That was until he began rocking more rhythmically, still slow, deep grinds into the strong muscle. He never sped up, never changed pace, just kept going as Finn said nothing to stop him, to say he was uncomfortable with it, simply keeping the gentle touches to his skin going. The most Regulus let out for the majority was little hums, small, relaxed breaths as he continued. It was only when he began getting frustrated, the motions his exhausted body was capable of not quite enough to get him over the edge, that Finn spoke. 

 

“Can I help, sweetie?” he asked gently, sweetly. Leo and Logan paused the conversation the three of them had been having until now, glancing, confused, at each other at what Finn was talking about. But all of Finn’s attention remained on Regulus, the small peek up through his hood he gave before he nodded, that motion as timid as the rest. 

 

Finn shifted beneath him, reaching to guide Regulus’ thigh that was strung over his to rest over it so he was sort of half-straddling it. He kept his hand against the back of Regulus’ thigh, using it as leverage to keep him there as he began grinding his thigh up to meet Regulus’ continued grinds down. The response was immediate, a small, choked sound escaping Regulus’ lips as he buried his face back down into his chest. 

 

“There you go,” Finn whispered. “Is that better, love?” Regulus’ hood rustled with his frantic nod. Regulus’ whimpers became more frequent, his body shaking as Finn brought him closer to the edge. “I’ve got you, honey, let it come.” Regulus’ fingers dug into Finn’s skin as he gripped onto him, his whimpers falling silent for a moment although Finn could feel his mouth dropped open against his chest right before he came, drawn-out, breathy whines coming from him as he trembled through it, Finn guiding him with gentle grinds to help him ride it out without overwhelming him. 

 

“Can you look at me, princess?” Finn asked once he had caught his breath a little. Regulus shifted to glance up at him from beneath his hood, Finn brushing it back a touch further so he could properly see his eyes when he asked. “Was that alright, bug?” Regulus knew what he was asking. Was it alright that it was me?

 

Regulus nodded. “Wanted,” he began, his voice a hoarse croak from misuse and his sobbing, “to be close to you. Wasn't really about- you know.” He continued gazing up at Finn as he fought to find an answer to how endearing he found that, although Regulus’ own question shone through in his eyes. 

 

“I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t comfortable with it,” Finn promised, his voice as low as Regulus’ had been. 

 

Regulus lifted a hand, reaching up to brush his fingers against Finn’s cheek, tracing the constellations his freckles painted across his face. 

 

“I love you, Finn,” Regulus whispered. 

 

Finn just cupped Regulus’ hand in his, rubbing his fingers against Regulus’ knuckles. 

 

“I love you too, Regie.” He turned his head, kissing the centre of Regulus’ palm gently, making Regulus let out a small sound right before he pushed up to instead wrap his arms around Finn’s neck, wriggling until he had a knee on either side of Finn’s hips and burying his face in his neck. Finn just wrapped his arms around Regulus’ back in return, his palm smoothing up and down his spine comfortingly. He leaned his head against Regulus’, more than happy to remain there for as long as Regulus wanted him to. It was only when Regulus, rather abruptly, stopped and leaned back to look at them all, still sat in Finn’s lap, that their comfortable silence was broken. 

 

“Wait, what are we going to do on our roadie?” 

 

A light laugh bubbled from Logan before he commented. “What do you mean?”

 

“Well, we haven’t done a roadie since we like properly properly got together. Are we gonna all be able to be in the same room?” Regulus looked disgruntled at the idea that that may be a resounding ‘no’.

 

It was Leo that answered him after some thought. “Maybe, darlin’, it’ll depend on the hotel we’re at, what rooms the team managed to book.” Regulus’ pout deepened at the confirmation. 

 

“Ugh. No fair,” Regulus complained, drawing chuckles from the three of them from his dramatics as he slid from Finn’s lap to quickly dart into the bathroom, snagging a pair of shorts on his way, emerging a few seconds later and throwing his old pair into the washing hamper. 

 

“Stop pouting, love, come drink your tea,” Leo said through his own low laughter, waiting until Regulus had settled himself leaning back between Finn’s legs to hand him his mug. “We’ll figure something out, we always manage to.” 

 

Regulus continued drinking his tea silently, leaning back further into Finn’s chest until the discomfort got the better of him, handing his tea to Logan and disappearing into the bathroom to change into a pair of Logan’s sweats before re-taking his now much more comfortable position. 

 

“Better, love?” Finn asked, seeming to relax when Regulus nodded. 

 

“You look exhausted,” Leo said as he took Regulus’ empty mug from him a few minutes later. “Settle down and sleep, we’ll all be here in the morning.” 

 

Regulus kissed Leo softly, pressing a kiss to Logan’s cheek and nuzzling one into Finn’s jaw before he lay against his chest, Finn pulling up the blankets around him and wrapping his arms overtop them. 

 

“Love you, honey.” He pressed a kiss to his hair when Regulus hummed, burying his face into his warm skin. 

 

 

 

 

 

“Is he asleep already?” Logan whispered into the comfortable quiet a few minutes later. 

 

“Think so,” Finn answered just as quietly. “‘M not surprised with how tired he was.” 

 

Logan just replied with a sound that was half a sigh and half a hum. 

 

“Hey,” Leo whispered, lying down without shifting them all too much to curl himself around Logan’s back. “You okay, amour?” Logan nodded but his hum was strained, making Leo prop himself up on an elbow to look at his face. “Oh darlin’, come here.” Turning over, Leo only saw a flash of tears before Logan tucked his face into his neck. “I’ve got you. He’s alright, he’s here.” 

 

“He was in so much pain,” Logan mumbled wetly, his breath hitching in his throat. 

 

“Je sais, je sais.” Leo fluttered kisses against his hairline, holding him tightly against him. Finn’s hand came to rest against his hipbone, all the comfort he could offer with Regulus on his chest. “Come, we all need to get some proper sleep then we can spend the whole day doing nothing tomorrow.” Logan cuddled into Finn’s side, his head resting half on his shoulder, inches away from where Regulus lay, with Leo curled around his back, his nose buried in the back of his neck. 

 

 

 

 

 

“‘M so sorry, you could’ve gotten up,” Regulus mumbled, rubbing his eyes. 

 

“Like it was such a hardship to stay in bed and cuddle you,” Finn replied with an exasperated look down at where Regulus still laid on his chest. “It’s not that late anyway, the boys haven’t long since gone down.” Regulus just hummed, his chin propped on his arms folded over Finn’s chest, looking up at him silently. “What?” Finn chuckled after a few moments. When Regulus just shook his head, he asked a different question instead, “You wanna head down? Breakfast shouldn’t be too long, Lo was starving.” 

 

“I don’t want breakfast, Finn.” 

 

Finn pulled a face. “You’ve got to eat something. I’d put money on the fact you’ve barely eaten over the past few–” Finn, naturally as most people would if kissed by Regulus Black, shut up as soon as Regulus pushed forwards to draw Finn into a slow, steady kiss, his hands sliding down the slight curve of Regulus’ spine as he pushed up. “Well, good morning to you too. That isn’t going to distract me from making sure you eat somethi–” This time, Finn did make a noise of protest even as he sank into the kiss, letting Regulus push him further into the mattress as he rose to press his knees into the mattress on either side of Finn’s hips. 

 

“I don’t want breakfast, I want you.” 

 

Regulus didn’t give him chance to respond to that before he was silenced once again, his hands trailing of their own accord up Regulus’ thighs, his head spinning despite being laid flat, pressed flat against the bed as Regulus slid the hand that wasn’t balancing himself against the headboard up his hoodie to skim his fingers over the bare muscle there. They only parted once, for Regulus to lean up, grabbing the back of his hoodie and tugging it off cleanly, chucking it aside before grabbing the front of Finn’s, guiding him to sit up so he could tug his off for him too. 

 

Finn couldn’t stop his groan when Regulus connected their lips again, wrapping his arms snug around Finn’s shoulders as the man stayed sat up, their chests pressed close together. A shuddering breath escaped Regulus at the feeling of Finn’s strong hands skimming up the bare planes of his back and back down again, dipping to grab handfuls of his ass just barely before he was dancing light touches up Regulus’ spine once more. 

 

His nose nudging against his jaw had Finn tilting his head back, his nails digging into the strong part of Regulus’ back when he began kissing a line down the side of his throat, licking his way back up to his ear before giving it a light nip with his teeth. 

 

“Fuck, honey.”

 

He could feel Regulus smile against his neck, a gleeful little thing, a shiver running through him at the wrecked sound of Finn’s voice already.

 

“Do you want to fuck me?” He mumbled into his ear, ghosting another kiss over the shell of it. “You can fuck me if you want to,” he whispered, drawing a noticeable shiver from Finn at the sensation of his breath along his skin. 

 

“Baby,” Finn groaned. Regulus pressed their lips together again, Finn responding without missing a beat, his hand rising to hold the back of Regulus’ neck as he kissed him back desperately. Regulus blindly reached for the bedside table, glad they were close enough to the edge of the enormous bed that he could do so without parting their lips. The lube bottle was smooth beneath his fingers, pressing it into Finn’s palm without needing to look. “Baby,” Finn said again, more of a word this time than the ragged moan the last had been. 

 

“Fuck me, c’mon,” Regulus mumbled into his lips, shifting his hips to gently rock again the prominent bulge Finn had become against his inner thigh. “I’ll ride you nice and slow, just how you like it.” Finn let out a sound that was a combination of a whimper and a moan, his hand tightening around Regulus’ hip. 

 

“Baby,” he said, more insistently. 

 

“I can sit with your cum inside me though breakfast,” he whispered in a rush, his hips twitching as they ground into his harder now, drawing a moan from the back of Finn’s throat. “If you can get it up again, I’ll cockwarm you at the table, hm? You can fuck me against it when you finally can’t take it anymore.” Finn’s breathing was rough, a distinct flush on his cheeks as Regulus watched his head spin picturing it. “Can just stay inside me all day, keep filling me up more and more. Doesn’t that sound nice, baby?” 

 

“So nice,” Finn agreed, “but–” 

 

“Mn-mn,” Regulus hummed against his lips. “You haven’t been inside of me in forever.” It had been a week, less than, but when you’ve got three boyfriends with very high libidos, he could basically feel his virginity crawling back. “I miss you inside of me, Finn,” he whispered, not having to put on how desperate he sounded. He kissed Finn’s cheek, the corner of his mouth, sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as he kept grinding their hips together. “It’ll be like normal, don’t you want that?” 

 

Finn mumbled something in reply, still chasing Regulus’ lips as he said it. He repeated himself, a little louder now, when Regulus hummed to ask him what he’d said.

 

“Yellow.” 

 

Regulus blinked, stilling his hips and leaning back as much as he could to put some space between them even as Finn’s hands on his hips kept him in his lap. 

 

“Oh– I– désolé, I thought you wanted–” 

 

“No, no, no,” Finn breathed, tightening his hold on Regulus as he went to scramble from his lap. “Don’t run from me, just let me explain, honey.” When Regulus stilled, he continued. “I want to, of course I do,” his eyes roved over Regulus like it was obvious, “but I only want it if you do too, not because you think you have to. We’re already okay, baby, we don’t need to have sex for us to be okay.” 

 

Resting his forehead against Finn’s, Regulus sighed. “I’m sorry.” 

 

“You have nothing to be sorry for, m’kay? Gimme a kiss.” 

 

Regulus smiled softly, doing as Finn said and brushing their lips together in a slow kiss, none of the deep hunger in it now. It was instead gentle, loving. 

 

“I am sorry for turning you on so much, though,” Regulus’ voice was humorous as he glanced down at Finn’s lap, the tent of his sweats still prominent. 

 

“You can feel free to accost me like that whenever you like. And talk to me like that too, fuck me that was hot.” 

 

Regulus tipped his head back with a laugh, the first seemingly light, bright sound Finn had heard from him in ages. 

 

“You like that?” At Finn’s raised brow, followed by a distinct gesture at his crotch to prove his point, Regulus continued with another laugh. “Next time I’m sleeping at mine, just you wait.” 

 

“Oh no,” Finn looked at him in disbelief even as Regulus climbed from his lap to shrug his hoodie back on, the room a little cold now that the two were no longer burning with arousal and pressed against one another, “that’d be cruel.” 

 

“I quite like seeing you squirm,” Regulus mused. “Now, you wanted breakfast, non?” 

 

“You live to torture me, I swear,” Finn huffed as he rose, pulling his own hoodie back on, tugging down the bottom to at least half-cover his crotch as Regulus bit his lip at the sight. 

 

“Morning,” Regulus grinned as they padded down the stairs, Finn with both his hands in his sweatpant pockets to try to hide what his hoodie couldn’t. 

 

Leo and Logan, both sat beside each other at the table nursing cups of coffee as they spoke quietly between themselves, Logan half-lying against Leo’s side. They turned to them as they came over, looking pleasantly surprised at Regulus’ one-eighty change of spirits from last night. 

 

“Morning to you too, darlin’. You sleep well?” 

 

Regulus pressed kisses to each of their lips before he answered while Finn did the same, keeping them chaste for whatever reason. 

 

“I did, merci. I feel loads better too.” That earned three bright smiles that had Regulus flushing a little. “You love me, I love you, life is parfait,” he explained, kissing the three of them once more, leaning against Finn’s side before their chairs, one of his hands being withdrawn from his pocket to wrap his arm around his waist. "Unconditional love feels nice," he smiled.

 

“Oh, Peanut,” Logan chuckled lightly, rubbing Leo’s chest in comfort and peppering kisses to his cheek as he tried to blink back the dampness to his eyes. 

 

Regulus leaned down to kiss him sweetly, their noses brushing as he smiled at his boyfriend. “I just missed your smile so much,” Leo mumbled to him, stealing another kiss before he and Logan rose. “Right,” he clapped his hands, “this calls for breakfast.” 

 

 

 

 

 

“Fish,” Leo called again. 

 

“Hm?” Finn glanced up, his mouth full of scrambled egg. 

 

“Are you okay? You seem restless?” 

 

Finn swallowed while he nodded earnestly. “Yeah, I think I just slept weird, back’s twinging a bit.” 

 

“Do you want me to give you a massage in a little bit? See if I can help?” Logan offered. 

 

Finn threw the idea around for a moment. Pro: massage from his hot boyfriend. Con: massage from his hot boyfriend whilst he was still trying to will down his hard-on. 

 

“That’d be perfect, thank you, baby,” he replied. The pros absolutely outweighed the cons there - arguably…the con could just as easily be considered a pro. Regulus’ words continued to bounce around in his head as conversation picked back up as he continued to try, and fail, to distract himself by shovelling eggs into his mouth. Alongside his words, the mention of how long it had been since they had been together had the scene replaying like a broken record in his mind.

 

“Thank you for giving your cock to me, Sir.” 

 

Finn almost outwardly rolled his eyes at how exact he remembered the tone of Regulus’ voice as he said it; how he had tightened around him; the way they had both come together a minute later; staying inside of him as they basked in the afterglow. That decided it for him. Finishing his breakfast first, Finn joined the conversation for a few, agonising minutes as he finished his coffee, every laugh he drew out of his boyfriends like viagra to him, sending more of his blood south. 

 

After excusing himself in the name of brushing his teeth to get rid of the ‘apple skin he had stuck between his teeth’ - it was the best he could do with no blood in his brain, sue him - Finn practically ran upstairs, taking them two by two. He snatched his phone from where he had left it on the bedside table, sparing half a thought before grabbing the lube discarded on the bed and disappearing into his bathroom, listening out downstairs for any movement but hearing nothing but more laughter. He closed the door behind him, popping the bottle of lube on the side of the sink. 

 

God, Leo had sent it to him. Where had he saved it for fucks sake? 

 

Finn could have cheered in victory when he found the video they had taken for him of their scene a few nights before. He hadn’t watched any of it yet, he always liked to save videos of them he hadn’t been there for for times exactly like this. With how long this video was, it would last him a dozen jerk off sessions at least. And he didn’t jerk off often - at least not alone.

 

He spared a thought for earphones but, after realising his were still in his running pack downstairs, decided on just keeping it to a low volume. They were occupied and this could be short if he wanted it to be. Tugging the waistband of his sweats down just enough so he could pull his cock out, hissing at how sensitive it was after being teased so much this morning, he pressed play on the video.

 

It began with Leo, backing away after pressing ‘record’ to where Logan and Regulus were knelt together on the bed, their naked bodies on display as they waited patiently, watching every step Leo took as he approached them. Finn groaned under his breath at the sight of them, gathering the pre-cum at his tip and spreading it down his length, not glancing away from the screen even as he grabbed the bottle, dripping some directly onto his cock, throwing it back onto the sink once he had clicked it shut and spreading it up and down himself with a light grip that still had his stomach tightening with pleasure. 

 

“Lo was screaming on your lap downstairs and never once did any of that being negative cross my mind.” 

 

“Jesus christ,” Finn muttered, the image of Logan writhing so prettily on Leo’s lap forcing him to take a deep breath to try to calm his racing heart. He had six orgasms from Regulus alone stored on his phone to see whenever he wanted and yet hints at their pleasure had him spirally. God, he was so addicted to them. 

 

He kept his strokes slow and loose, barely stimulating him at all as the video kept his attention more than the pulsing of his cock did. 

 

“Well, we talked about it and the only thing we kept coming up with for tonight was just that we want to please you.” 

 

Finn’s throat bobbed with a dry swallow at Logan’s words. Nothing, and he seriously meant nothing, could drag him away from that offer, even if the damned world was ending, he barely knew how he resisted Regulus that morning. Well, he did, he loved him more than he wanted to have sex with him, but his willpower still impressed himself. 

 

From the angle of the camera, Finn could watch as Logan cupped the visible bulge in Leo’s sweats, looking up at him with what Finn had long since dubbed his ‘ We both know I am going to suck you off but let’s act like I need to ask you first’ face. Like anyone would ever say no. His grip twitched on his dick at the sound of the smack echoing around the room. He would never do that to Lo again but god watching Leo do it was an entirely different story, especially as that was paired with Regulus’ reaction to it, all wide-eyed and desperate.

 

“Told you it turned him on.” God, Logan being cocky should not turn him on this much, this is why his boyfriend always got away with things. His cock was burning in his hand, throbbing along with his heartbeat, it made his head spin. 

 

“Then take my cock out and say thank you.” 

 

Finn properly gripped himself now, jerking himself slowly still but giving more stimulation that he could no longer continue to deny himself. Regulus’ whimper echoed through the bathroom, Finn shuffling to lean back against the cool tile wall to help keep himself up. Watching Leo manhandle Regulus, watching Regulus enjoy Leo manhandling him so he could suck a possessive mark into his skin while Logan let out little moans as he finally got Leo into his mouth had Finn moaning under his breath, his hand moving a little quicker now. He had thought Logan was lying when he first said that giving blowjobs got him off…his moans around Finn’s cock one of the first times he had given him a proper, drawn out orgasm with his mouth and came from it proved him wrong straight away. 

 

“You are going to look so fucking gorgeous when you’re crying from how good it feels to come over and over and over again.” 

 

“Fuck, Leo,” Finn mumbled, his cock twitching with the imagery of it. 

 

“It doesn’t count as punishment if it makes your cock drool, baby.”

 

He decided then and there that Leo was getting a blowjob from him at some point soon. A messy one at that. 

 

“Give me something to do. Please.” 

 

“Fucking manners shouldn’t be so hot,” Finn said to himself, leaning heavier back into the wall now, giving himself enough leverage to rut up into his hand, his eyes trained on Regulus’ cock, deep red and leaking as Leo answered him. 

 

“Make him loud for me. You know how much hearing you both turns me on.” 

 

“God, yes please.” 

 

He watched as long as he could as Leo watched them, watched Logan choke himself on his cock, loud, needy moans following every gag and every finger Regulus pressed into him. He had planned on coming with whoever came first but he knew himself enough to know that he wasn’t lasting that long. When he could no longer stop his eyes from rolling back, choked groans escaping him, he tipped his head back, his finger finding his volume button to click it up a few more so they echoed around the bathroom as he jerked his cock in time to every wet slucking sound Logan’s mouth made as he jerked Leo off with his throat. 

 

“Babe, can Lo borrow your earphones he can’t find–” Despite Finn’s scrambling, his phone was still playing the video when Leo entered the bathroom. What a sight he must have made, his phone behind him as he pressed his back against the sink, his legs shaking as he tried to stand without the support of the wall, his cock glistening and swollen, drips of pre-cum gathering at his tip as the brink of his orgasm faded without him being able to release the pressure in his balls all while he panted like he’d run a marathon. Finally, his thumb managed to flick the power button, the bathroom falling silent until Finn spoke. 

 

“Sure,” he panted out. “They’re in my running pack.” 

 

Leo just kept the sultry smile on his face that had grown when he had realised what he had interrupted. 

 

“They’re in his running pack, darlin’,” Leo raised his voice to call downstairs. “We’re going to tidy around up here while you two do that, okay?” 

 

Two responses breezed up the stairs as Leo stepped further into the bathroom, just enough to close it behind him. He leaned back against it, his arms folded across his chest as he took in the sight his boyfriend made in front of him. 

 

Biting his lips, he groaned low in his throat. “Merde, you look good like this.” A short laugh escaped him as Finn’s cock bobbed at the praise, apart from that, only his eyes moved as he watched one of Leo’s hands slide down to grab his crotch across the room. “Take your shirt off.” Finn’s breaths shook as he balanced his phone on the edge of the sink, his arms shaking even more as he did as he was told, tugging his hoodie off for the second time that day. “Fucking look at you,” Leo mumbled, his eyes dark, the blue practically swallowed up entirely as he took in the chiseled sight of Finn’s torso, the strong expanse of his chest. He let his head tip back, moving his hand more firmly over the growing bulge between his legs. “Don’t touch yourself.” 

 

Finn’s frustrated sound brought a smile to his lips as he looked at him again, pleased to see both of his hands gripping the sink he leaned heavily against like he would otherwise not be able to keep them off himself. “You know,” Leo mused, far too composed and not like he wasn’t touching himself to the sight of Finn half-naked with his cock damn close to dripping pre all over the floor for Finn’s taste, “when we first became roommates, I imagined something like this so many times. I think about it every time I see you jerk off.” 

 

“Something like what?” Finn’s voice was ruined, ragged with desire. 

 

“Walking in to ask you something and catching you touching yourself.”

 

“You’ve done that a lot over the years,” Finn replied, adamantly keeping his eyes on Leo’s face and not between his legs, although, as his lips parted in a silent moan as he bucked his hips into his hand, that didn’t prove much better for his current state. 

 

“I have.” Leo smiled. “I used to be in my room at night, I’d wait for hours after you went to bed to be sure you were asleep, just in case I couldn’t keep quiet. Most of the time, I couldn’t. I slept in one of your shirts that one time, remember when I’d spilled take-out sauce all over mine and–”

 

“You’d just done your laundry so all yours were wet. I jumped at the chance to see you wear one of mine.” 

 

“I thought for sure you had heard me. That night was the first pretty much back-to-back orgasm I ever gave myself. I haven't managed it since.”

 

“God, Leo,” Finn tried to take a deep breath as his cock throbbed, embarrassingly obvious between them. 

 

“I think I wanted you to,” Leo carried on, ignoring Finn’s comment and his struggle completely. “You just walk in to see me coming all over myself with my nose buried in your shirt whispering your name.” 

 

“Le, please.” Finn’s hands itched to touch himself. 

 

Leo shrugged a shoulder. “Things like this just always remind me of that,” Leo finished his story with a smile. Finn watched as his eyes flicked down to glance at his cock that hadn’t softened in the slightest since, the opposite really, with Leo’s avid re-telling. “You’re going to make a mess if you aren’t careful,” Leo pointed out, the shine of the bathroom light glistening off the no longer damp but just plain wet head of Finn’s cock as it continued blurting out drops of pre-cum. 

 

“Let me touch myself then,” Finn snapped, his thighs shaking with desperation as he clutched at the sink. 

 

“I’m not stopping you,” Leo replied easily. 

 

Finn hesitated. “So you’re letting me?”

 

“No, I told you not to, I haven’t changed my mind. But I’m all the way over here, you can do as you please.” Finn replaced where his lube-slick hand had lifted from the sink edge slightly. Leo raised a brow, a ghost of a smile on his lips that would’ve pissed Finn off it he didn’t look so sexy doing it like he wasn’t literally stroking the now-prominent outline of his hard-on through the thin fabric of his worn sweatpants. “You don’t want to?” When Finn still didn’t move a hand to stroke himself, Leo continued. “Hm, that must not be as uncomfortable as it looks,” Leo replied. 

 

“You’re a dick,” Finn mumbled under his breath. 

 

“What was that?” Leo asked with a faux-curious tilt of his head as he made a point of squeezing himself just so Finn could see how much it was affecting him despite his false nonchalance.

 

“Fuck, Leo, what do I have to do? You want me to suck you off? Please, the video’s made me want to anyway.” Leo seemed slightly caught off guard by that comment but, as always, took it in his stride, a cocky grin spreading over his features. 

 

“Yeah? The sight of Lo practically gagging himself with it making you want it?” 

 

“Yes.”

 

“I’ll keep that in mind for later,” Leo said, drawing a frustrated groan from Finn as he shifted on his feet. 

 

“What do I need to do?” Finn asked again. 

 

“I want you to carry on watching the video.” 

 

“Let me guess, without touching myself?” 

 

“That’s my smart Harvard boy.” Leo grinned at Finn’s glare - even as he blushed. 

 

He snatched up his phone, unlocking it while still glaring in Leo’s direction, the man doing nothing but smiling back and still doing the one thing Finn wanted to do. 

 

“Regie’s really sensitive to vibrators, just watch,” Leo added. Finn felt distinctly like he could cry as he pressed ‘play’. “Turn it up a little? They do sound good.” 

 

Finn did as he was told instantly, drawing another faint smile to Leo’s lips. 

 

Leo, in all honesty, was beyond impressed with Finn’s composure, the man not moving a muscle or making a sound for another minute or so. That was until something made his cock jump distinctly, a string of pre-cum now dripping down from his cock in a lewd display that had Leo biting back a wanton moan of his own. 

 

“What part are you on?” 

 

Finn had to swallow twice before he could speak, his eyes still on the screen. “Lo’s got the wand on Regie’s tongue.” Leo just hummed in acknowledgement. There was another couple of minutes of nothing but silence for the pair of them, the video echoing around them, until Finn commented once more, of his own accord this time. “He looks so good getting eaten out.” 

 

“Doesn’t he?” Leo agreed. “He used to be so shy about it, you remember? Now he’ll ride your face as much as he rides your cock.” Finn let out a choked breath, his grip tightening on the sink with the hand that wasn’t holding his phone as he throbbed at Leo’s words. His cock was an angry red shade now, a desperate, needy thing that sent all of Leo’s dirtiest thoughts racing. Logan’s voice echoed throughout the room, a sultry, teasing tone that had Leo’s hips bucking as he explained to Regulus how overstimulating even innocent places can be when touched with a vibrator in the right context. “Do you have the lube in here?” Finn blindly reached behind him, throwing it over to Leo easily. Shucking his sweats down a little, Leo drizzled some into his palm, smoothing it over himself, letting out a gasp at touching himself directly. “Eyes on the screen,” Leo chastised, knowing what Finn was looking at even with his eyes closed. He discarded the lube on the floor. 

 

“Fuck, does he come from this?” Finn asked a minute later, his breathing laboured even as he hadn’t moved still. 

 

“I–I’m going to come. Please can I come, daddy?” 

 

“What do you think?” Leo smirked. “You can turn the video off after he does.” 

 

“Turn it off?” Finn asked.

 

“You heard me.” Finn just gave a jerky nod, his eyes trained on the screen as Regulus painted Logan’s stomach with thick streaks of cum. “Off, now.” Finn’s finger was flicking the power button again before he could even properly register the words. 

 

“Now what?” Finn replaced his phone against the sink, watching Leo intently. His heart pounded as Leo straightened up from the door, approaching Finn steadily. 

 

“Keep your hands to yourself. Don’t move.” Finn nodded again, not trusting his voice to be able to keep steady enough to answer. Leo braced a hand on the mirror over the sink behind Finn’s head, their bodies close but not touching as Leo jerked himself quickly. 

 

Finn moaned loudly at the realisation of what Leo’s plan was. “Fuck yes, cum on me, baby. Come on, show me how pretty you think I am.” Leo’s hips stuttered, a bitten moan coming from between his clenched teeth as he coated Finn’s heaving abs with thick ropes of warm cum. The feeling had Finn struggling more than ever - ever the pleasure dom, he got off most from seeing them orgasm, especially if it was him that made them do so. 

 

“Keep still,” Leo panted, sinking to his knees in front of Finn. Honestly, if he wasn’t so dehydrated from feeling like he’d just been in the gym, Finn was sure he could have cried. When Leo’s hand gingerly touched his cock, knowing full well with how it looked that it wouldn’t take much at all for him to come, Finn’s chest stuttered with a gasp. The sensation alone was so much, so overwhelming, that it took him a few beats to realise that Leo wasn’t readying himself to jerk him off. He was gripping the base of Finn’s cock firmly, to stop him from coming. Leo’s tongue gathered the string of pre that was dripping from his tip, collecting the rest of what had built at his tip with as little stimulation as possible before pulling back from him completely. 

 

“Please, baby please. I need to come, I need to.” 

 

“You will,” Leo soothed, kissing his forehead gently like his cum wasn’t dripping down Finn’s body. “Later. Tonight.” 

 

Finn gaped at him. “Tonight as in…this evening?”

 

“Yes, you can come tonight.” 

 

“It’s barely midday.” 

 

“Exactly, it’s only a few hours.” 

 

Finn leaned his forehead against Leo’s cheek, pleading with him as he brushed his lips across his cheek, his jaw, his ear. 

 

“Please, honey. How about this, you touch me now, just thirty seconds and I’ll– I’ll let you fuck my throat. I’ll hang my head off the bed and everything.” He felt Leo shift a bit, interest flashing through him. “You can watch it go in and out of my throat just how you like it. We can– we can bring Lo and Regie up. They can too, you know Regie’s never had his cock sucked like that, you can stand behind him and– and guide his hips when he gets too shaky to do it himself. You can put that little vibrating plug inside me too, control it all you want while you all get off.” 

 

“That does sound like Heaven,” Leo agreed. 

 

Finn smiled into his neck. “Right? You can be inside me in like ten minutes, five if we pick the smaller plug. You can get hard in my mouth, you love doing that.” 

 

“We can do that.” Finn let out a breathy, thankful noise. “When we get back from our roadie we can spend a nice day doing that.” Finn made a sound that mirrored a wounded puppy, burying his face in Leo’s neck. “Awe, don’t get pouty, baby. You know I’ll make it good enough to make you scream later. You always get the nicest orgasms when I make you wait for it, don’t you?” 

 

“No,” Finn lied, the pout audible in his tone. 

 

Leo chuckled, petting a hand through his hair. “Yes, of course, you screamed and passed out the last time because of something entirely unrelated to me pounding your prostate and Logan latched on your cock like a vacuum, my memory mistakes me.” 

 

Finn throbbed again at the memory, enough blood pounding through his cock he was sure it would explode. “God, it hurts,” he muttered. 

 

Leo’s lips brushed his temple tenderly. “You know if it gets too much you can just colour out and I’ll have you coming as soon as possible.” 

 

“I know,” Finn grumbled. 

 

“And?” 

 

“Green,” Finn sounded frustrated to even say it. 

 

“Perfect,” Leo said cheerily, kissing his lips chastely. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then we can tidy.” 

 

Finn started. “We’re actually cleaning?”

 

“Well, I wasn’t planning to, I was just coming up to grab some socks and ask you about the earphones but we’ve said we’re tidying now so let’s hop to it.” 

 

Finn let out an incredulous huff of laughter. “If I didn’t love you so much, I’d hate you right about now.” 

 

“Good thing you love me then, huh?” Leo smiled, pecking his lips once more, running a flannel under some warm water to begin cleaning his cum from Finn’s skin. 

 

“Mmm,” Finn hummed, a pout still clear on his lips. 

 

-

 

“Oh great,” Finn muttered to himself, stalking back upstairs.

 

“I thought we were done?” Leo asked as Finn flopped back on his bed, a notable bulge still remaining in his sweats that had Leo fighting to not stare at it. 

 

“We are. They’re making out downstairs,” Finn said, as though that explained it all.

 

“And…you don’t want to see that?” 

 

Propping himself up on an elbow, Finn gestured vaguely to his crotch, Leo’s mouth forming an ‘o’ as he figured that’d pretty much be torture for him right about now all things considered. 

 

“I’ve gone from Regie offering to let me fuck him the entire day to not being able to cum for hours and having to pretend that’s not all I’m thinking about until then. And now everyone’s making out.” He flopped back down again with a dramatic sigh. “Life is a cruel thing.” 

 

Unable to help himself, Leo laughed as he crawled onto the bed beside him, leaning down to kiss the pout from Finn’s lips. “I have a proposition for you,” Leo mumbled into his skin as he began to kiss down his neck, Finn arching to give him more room.

 

“Does it involve me coming any time soon?” 

 

“It involves you coming sooner than you would have.”

 

“I’m listening.” 

 

“Considering Regie’s comfortable with…let’s say ‘not keeping it PG13’ today–”

 

“Definitely fine with more of an 18+ vibe if this morning was anything to go by. And his hand down Lo’s pants.” 

 

“Exactly,” Leo chuckled, sucking a small mark into his neck before he continued, “How about, I put a cock ring on you–”

 

“Oh sweet jesus,” Finn complained, although his continued whining died as a resounding smack echoed throughout the room, a stinging pain catching the outside of Finn’s thigh even over his sweats. 

 

“–I put a cock ring on you and we go and join our very hot boyfriends,” he rose from where he had only just ghosted his lips over Finn’s nipple to push Finn further into the mattress with a kiss full of tongue, “ then we spend the rest of the day seeing who can make who come the hardest?”

 

“God, yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, please.” 

 

“Wonderful,” Leo said, his voice bright now, not the low, sultry slide it had been. “I’ll go see how the boys feel about the plan. Do you want to grab an extra bottle of lube and maybe a toy or two? Considering you would have been so well behaved.” Finn gave a dazed nod, half his attention stolen by his thoughts of all the ways the rest of the night could go and the rest by the incessant pulse between his legs. “Don’t forget the ring.” With one last peck to his cheek, Leo was flying down the stairs, leaving Finn to have nothing left to do other than what Leo had told him to.

 

“Wow, you work fast,” Finn said as he headed down the steps, seeing Leo already half-undressed, Logan throwing his shirt across the room like it had personally offended him. 

 

“We were running to do as he said before he’d even finished,” Regulus agreed, rising from the sofa to come and stand before Finn, taking the items from his hands and handing them to Leo. “Just to establish it now,” Regulus said, sliding his hand into Finn’s, “I want to have sex with you. And not because I think it will make things go back to normal or because I think you want me to, but because you’re my boyfriend and I love you and I miss being that close to you.” 

 

Unable to do anything but, Finn smiled, tugging Regulus in by their joint hands until he collided with his chest, using his free hand to guide Regulus’ head up to kiss him, slow and sweet and drawn-out until Regulus was rocking on his tip toes trying to chase his lips. 

 

“I love you too, sweetheart.” 

 

“I must apologise,” Leo called from the sofa, “Regie told me what happened between you two this morning in more detail. I feel bad that you’ve basically had a raging boner since you woke up and two out of three boyfriends have left you with it.” 

 

“Well, from what I understood, you won’t have to wait too long for us to be allowed to do something about it either,” Regulus pointed out. 

 

“To be fair, I’ve been told I’m very good at what I do so definitely not too long,” Logan supplied, smiling over at Regulus. 

 

“That is very helpful, darling, thank you,” Finn mused. Logan just turned his grin on him in reply.

 

With their hands still entwined, Regulus led Finn to the centre of the room, Finn meeting every step with one of his own until he was being pulled down again to kiss him. Part of Finn he didn’t know was still tense relaxed the more Regulus kissed him. Regulus’ skin against his bare chest; his hands along his spine; his shoulders; his hair brushing his forehead and cheeks; their noses bumping; Regulus smiling into his mouth. 

 

“God, I fucking missed you,” Finn breathed into his mouth, their foreheads resting together as they both tried to catch their breath. 

 

Regulus huffed out a breathless chuckle. “Come sit.” 

 

Finn, of course, did as he was directed, Regulus curling at his side, nosing at the skin beneath his ear to send small, maddening shivers across his body as Leo asked Logan to hand him the cock ring and lube before kneeling in front of Finn, that sight alone enough to have his hips shifting with another bout of arousal shooting through him. Lifting his hips, Finn let Leo strip him of his sweats, smiling as he threw them across the room as though they had offended him by covering his boyfriend’s skin. 

 

“Oh god, I understand why we’re feeling bad for him now,” Logan said as soon as he saw just how red and swollen Finn’s cock was already.

 

With a hand guiding his face, Regulus made Finn look him directly in his eyes, seriousness written all over his face. “You’re fucking me first, just to make that clear. We will be falling out otherwise.” 

 

“Sir, yes Sir,” Finn mumbled back, dropping his head against the back of the sofa as Leo, very kindly, slid the ring over his length until it tucked behind his balls without stimulating him too much. Biting his lip, Finn fought against a groan as the pressure made his cock throb between his legs. “God, you’re fucking cruel for this,” he said, Leo chuckling knowingly that it was directed at him even with Finn’s eyes remaining squeezed shut. Finn sat bolt upright with a shout as Leo playfully sucked his tip into his mouth, giving a none-too-gentle suck and loving lave of his tongue before he rose to sit beside Logan, remote in hand. “You’re an asshole,” Finn panted. “You’re a real asshole.” 

 

“Hey, we could always go back to the original plan if you'd prefer?" Leo's brow raised -- he was deadly serious.

 

"Well, there's no need be hasty," Finn bumbled back with a, definitely not nervous, chuckle.

 

"I think I'm actually being quite nice, don't you?" Logan was peering at him from Leo's side. Agree agree agree.

 

“Absolutely," Finn agreed. "Whatever you want."

 

“Does daddy not get a reward for being so nice?" Regulus drawled. He could tease Finn a little considering he was the one he'd be coming inside at the end of the night.

 

Finn shot him a look, although much of its heat was lost when Regulus bent in to flutter a sweet kiss to Finn’s ear. 

 

"Do you have an idea in mind considering you're so passionate about it?" Finn asked in return, a pout on his lips at being teased. 

 

"Blow him," Logan piped up. 

 

Well...he hadn't been lying earlier. The video had brought the thought to the forefront of his mind. 

 

"Okay," he shrugged. 

 

"Not now," Regulus added, piquing the interest of everyone in the room. He paused for effect, as any dramatic Black brother would. "At the stops on the way tomorrow."

 

"All of them?" Finn asked. 

 

"You can't give two blowjobs in four hours anymore Harzy?" Logan chuckled. "I've seen you get double the amount of orgasms from us in a quarter of the time."

 

"My skill isn't the problem. Gotta ask Mr 'God dangit my back's killing me' old man over there if he can keep up."

 

Leo's mouth curled into a smile. "And here I thought you were supposed to be being nice to me?" 

 

"I'm blowing you like twice tomorrow, aren't I?" Because really, drawing orgasms out of Leo Knut was never ever going to be a hardship.

 

“Sir, yes Sir,” Leo mimicked, drawing a, however strained, bout of laughter from Finn, Leo leaning over Logan between them to kiss him sweetly.

 

“I thought my orgasm depended upon you two making me wait first,” Finn said, looking at Logan sliding his way into Leo’s lap and Regulus at his other side, nosing his way under Finn’s jaw to trace his lips along his skin. 

 

Following Logan’s lead, Regulus climbed into Finn’s lap, grabbing the back of his shirt to tug it off. “I think an undisclosed amount of time would be enough. Besides, I want to carry on from this morning.” Regulus couldn’t help but chuckle at the glint of excitement in Finn’s eyes as he sat up a little, tugging Regulus to sit heavier down in his lap, settling with his arms around his waist. “Would that be amenable to you?” 

 

“I think I could be persuaded into that.” Finn tilted his head back to look up at Regulus as he leaned down, ghosting his lips over his but pulling back a fraction when Finn leaned up. “Please, baby, please. Don’t be mean.” 

 

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Regulus mumbled, capturing Finn’s lips in a slow kiss. “Could never be mean to you.” 

 

“No?” Finn breathed into his mouth, a smile dancing over his lips as Regulus tilted Finn’s head with a hand in his hair to deepen their next kiss. 

 

“No,” Regulus mumbled. “‘Course not. My handsome boyfriend? No way.” Finn sank into the sofa, pulling Regulus to lie against the back with him. Regulus, admittedly, did wait until Finn was gasping for breath between each kiss, a heavy flush having spread from his cheeks and down his neck, to pull back, sitting on Finn’s thighs. “But, I do have a task to complete from our dear Peanut himself, so I am going to go–” 

 

Regulus broke off with a laughed shriek as Finn flipped them, lying Regulus flat against the sofa, his head resting against Logan’s thigh where he remained straddling Leo’s lap, Leo biting marks into Logan’s neck. 

 

“No.” 

 

“No?” Regulus laughed, looking up at Finn settling above him. 

 

“No.” 

 

“Leo, I’d like it marked for the record that I was prevented from doing what I was told by this man–” Regulus giggled. 

 

“This man is going to have sex with you so you can decide later if you still wish to report me,” Finn replied, dipping his head to kiss Regulus’ neck sweetly. 

 

“Are you now?” 

 

“I am,” Finn mumbled into his skin, rising to kiss Regulus again. With his laughter fading, Regulus wound his arms around Finn’s neck, his thigh hooking around Finn’s waist as he relaxed beneath Finn’s kisses, his hands skimming across the broad expanse of Finn’s shoulders. God, Finn really was a good kisser, it would be unfair if he didn’t kiss them so often, honestly. 

 

He trailed them down slowly, slow enough that Regulus was gasping from the biting kisses Finn was burying into the side of his neck, his teeth grazing along the edge of his collarbone, the ball of his shoulder, down until he had sucked a trail of soft pink marks all the way down his torso before he settled between his legs. 

 

“Baby, c’mon,” Regulus whined, shifting his hips up as Finn did nothing further than tease his lips along the waistband of his sweats, his hands gripping Regulus’ thighs tightly over his sweats like he couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer. “Please, please.” 

 

“I’m getting to it, love,” Finn smirked, pressing another gentle, open-mouthed kiss to his naval. “I’m just enjoying you, wanna take my time.” 

 

“You can take your time later,” Regulus whined.

 

“Do as you’re told, princess,” Leo pulled away from Logan long enough to mumble. 

 

Regulus groaned loudly in frustration - if both Leo and Finn were on the same page there was absolutely nothing he could do otherwise. 

 

“Save those noises for later, baby.” 

 

“Can’t get them out of me yourself?” Regulus batted back even as he moaned softly, pushing his hips up into the ghost of pressure Finn had moved to press between his legs.

 

“Look at me,” Finn’s voice was low now, lower than it usually was. His eyes were practically black when Regulus flicked down to meet where they were peering up at me, his pupils blown enough to leave only the slightest hint of honey brown around the edges. “You’ve got two choices: nice and sweet or you get treated like a brat. Which one do you want from me?” Despite the colour, they were soft, a genuine question for him to answer so he could give him exactly what he wanted. 

 

Regulus’ eyes sparked as he sassed right back. “Whichever one makes you get on with it.” 

 

Finn’s lips curled into an almost predatory smile. “Brat is a good choice. I’ll save nice and sweet for the hotel room tomorrow. You can bury your face in the posh soft pillows so the whole floor doesn’t know your boyfriend has you shaking around his cock.” 

 

His heart jumped with excitement at the promises Finn was making, although he simply narrowed his eyes playfully down at him once more. “Are you going to take this long tomorrow as well? Because we’ve only got the room booked for two days. Is that enough time for you or–?” 

 

Finn let out a huffed laugh that sounded mysteriously like ‘fucking Canadian sass’ before he was using his grip on Regulus’ thighs to yank him further down the sofa so his head was no longer resting on Logan’s thigh, drawing a surprised squeak from Regulus’ lips. 

 

“Why do you always tie these?” Finn murmured as he faffed with the ties on Regulus’ sweats. 

 

“They’re yours, I have to otherwise they’d never stay up,” Regulus argued back, although his voice sounded distracted even to his own ears as he watched Finn’s hurry to take them off. 

 

“Well it’d certainly make taking your clothes off easier for me.” 

 

“I’ll keep that in mind, naturally I try to make it as easy as possible for you to undress me,” Regulus rebutted, his face deadpanned entirely, drawing a laugh from Logan that in turn had Leo cracking up into their kiss. 

 

“You do seem to get moody when I’m not doing it quick enough,” Finn replied, finally getting them undone and tugging them from Regulus’ legs as quickly as he could, flinging them away. When Regulus next moved to rebut against him again, Finn simply covered his mouth with his own, kissing him back down into the sofa, lying him back and settling between where his thighs splayed, naturally making room for him. Their gasps came simultaneously when their hips pressed flush, Finn’s turning into a low groan that vibrated through Regulus’ skin, enough to make him bite back a whimper as he ground his hips up into Finn’s unconsciously. “Always forget how fucking soft you are,” Finn mumbled into the small space between their lips, his free hand that wasn’t holding himself up over Regulus skimming from Regulus’ ribs down to his waist, settling and squeezing his hip. 

 

Regulus couldn’t keep his own smile in when he replied. “It’s ‘cause you’re taking so fucking long.” 

 

Finn’s shoulders shook with a laugh as he rested his forehead against Regulus’. “Alright, alright,” he mumbled back, his voice thick with humour. “If I get on with it will you stop complaining?” 

 

“Oui,” Regulus said, paired with a definitive nod. 

 

“A miracle,” Finn muttered, sending Regulus a wink when he made an offended noise, sinking down to settle between his legs, this time wasting no time before he guided Regulus’ legs over his shoulders, looking directly up at him as he laved his tongue over his rim, taking in every tensed muscle and small sound as Regulus’ back arched slightly against the sofa. “That better?” he asked softly. 

 

“It’s closer.” 

 

Finn gave a considering hum, his hands sliding to hold Regulus’ thighs apart as he lost himself in the feeling of him. He changed between long, pleasurable strokes of his tongue against him to small flicks of his tongue that had Regulus’ legs jolting around him, his fingers scratching for grip on the sofa at the feeling. When Regulus gradually gave way under his tongue, Finn flicked his eyes up to where he could feel Leo’s gaze on them, Logan long since having slid to kneel between his legs, spit already pooling at Leo’s hips as Logan drooled against him, letting out soft moans as he swallowed around him that had Finn entirely distracted for a moment before Regulus’ next moan and clench around his tongue drew him back, Leo regarding him with a lazy - unfairly sexy - smile on his lips. With Regulus’ head still tipped back, his eyes long since fluttered closed, Finn flicked his gaze from Leo’s to the coffee table beside him where he had placed the items Finn had brought down. 

 

Leo’s smile grew as he reached to grab what he just knew Finn was hinting for, his hand tightening around the glass dildo as Logan sank impossibly further down around him. 

 

“Jesus, angel,” he muttered. 

 

Logan hummed pleasantly around him, proud he managed to make Leo’s voice as ruined as it was with just his mouth. Leo, ever the helpful boyfriend, managed to coordinate his hands enough to cover the glass with lube before he handed it to Finn. It was cool in his hands, exactly what Finn had wanted when he had selected it. Regulus was making a displeased sound as soon as Finn removed his mouth from him, although it quickly turned into a gasping moan as Finn eased the tip of it inside of him. 

 

“Oh, god,” he whined. 

 

“That feel good, baby?” Leo asked, his voice a sultry low timbre that had all three of them throbbing at just the sound. Regulus, who had slung an arm over his face, nodded erratically, moaning louder as Finn slid it further in, slower than he needed to with the size of it. Honestly, he just wanted to see how many more of those noises he could get out of him. 

 

“I know it’s not my cock but it’ll be enough to get an orgasm or two out of you before I have you all to myself.” His words drew another loud sound out of Regulus, his thighs trying to press together around Finn’s head at the overwhelming, slow glide. When it was buried completely inside of him, Regulus’ back arched with a shout as Finn’s tongue joined it, licking teasing circles around his rim as his thighs quaked. 

 

“Finn–fuck! I’m gonna come,” he mumbled, his abs tensing and untensing over and over, his legs shaking viciously against Finn’s shoulders. Reaching over his still-lube slick hand, Leo encircled Regulus’ cock, stroking him firmly to draw another cry out of him, his hand that wasn’t over his face shooting up to grip Leo’s bicep tightly. 

 

“Come on, baby, come for Finn.” Finn nudged the end of the dildo, pressing down on it a fraction to ease the tip upwards inside of him, the length of the glass pressing directly against his prostate as his tongue still lapped circles around where the dildo disappeared inside of him. Regulus fell silent for a short moment, his legs snapping shut, his thighs snug against Finn’s ears as he practically screamed, the tightening of Regulus around the dildo visible. Finn stilled his tongue as Leo relaxed his grip, not aiming for overstimulation today. Still shaking, Regulus’ legs relaxed, his chest heaving with the intensity of his orgasm. A sound came from Regulus that took Finn a moment to recognise as laughter. He brought his arm away from his face as his shoulders shook with a laugh. 

 

“Mon dieu, tu as failli me tuer,” he laughed. Leo laughed with him, Logan making a humoured noise around Leo that had his head tipped back with a pleasured hiss at the tightening of his throat. 

 

“He said you almost killed him,” Leo translated for Finn, the phrase drawing a pride-filled grin to Finn’s freckled features.

 

“I will absolutely take that as a compliment,” he mused, pressing a gentle, loving kiss to Regulus’ hip. “Is it too much if I carry on getting you ready?” He whispered into his skin. 

 

“Non,” Regulus panted, “gently, though.” 

 

“Of course, baby, gonna make it feel so good for you,” he mumbled, cautiously gripping the base of the dildo and angling it away from his prostat before he began slowly easing it out and then back inside of him, gently fucking him with it as he relaxed more and more around it. Regulus seemed to not be too overstimulated by it, his focus mostly taken with angling his head to watch as Leo’s moans got harder for the man to swallow down, his own chest beginning to hitch around heaving, pleasured breaths as Logan made it his personal mission to give him the blowjob of his life. 

 

“I don’t get how you’re better at giving head than I am,” Leo panted. 

 

“Considering you’re the one that taught us all how to?” Finn added, a smile on his face as he watched Leo try and agree with him while he fought to keep his hips against the sofa, lest he choke Logan too much. 

 

“I guess some people are born with throats to take cock and others are born with cocks meant to get sucked like that,” Regulus said with a pointed look down to where Logan was twisting his head with every upward stroke of his mouth around him. The sight alone had Regulus’ stomach tightening with just picturing how that would feel - how on earth Leo had lasted this long was a mystery to him. Logan let out a loud hum of agreement at that, making a point of twirling his tongue wetly around Leo’s tip before he took him down into his throat again, his hand massaging his balls slowly, as if what his mouth was doing wasn’t enough already. 

 

“It is a very good dick,” Finn agreed, his eyes following Logan’s movements as closely as Leo and Regulus were. 

 

“Darlin’, you–shit–you’re gonna make me come,” Leo stuttered out, the muscle in his right thigh jumping uncontrollably under his skin. 

 

Logan slid up until just the tip of Leo’s cock remained past the seal of his lips, his hands replacing what his throat had been tight around and jerking him off quickly until he was releasing into his mouth, the stream of phrases and praises falling from Leo’s lips as he shook his way through his orgasm seeming to make the room ten times hotter around all of them, heating the sweat covering all of them. 

 

Dragging his lip over his tip to make sure he had collected every drop of cum from him, Logan shifted on his knees, moving the small distance to where Regulus’ head was resting against the sofa, his cock slowly chubbing back up against his cum-covered stomach. He reached out to Logan, rising a little to meet his lips as Logan’s tongue slid into his mouth, licking Leo’s cum that he hadn’t swallowed into Regulus’ mouth. Regulus’ thighs tightened again around Finn for a second, his hand sliding into the curls at the back of Logan’s head as they shared a sensual kiss, all tongue and spit as they passed Leo’s cum back and forth until it was dripping a little from the sides of their mouths. 

 

They parted several minutes later, both gasping for breath, their lips slick with spit and cum as it still lay thick on their tongues. Leo’s knuckle guided Logan’s head up towards where he had leaned down, pulling him into a long, dominating kiss, licking the remnants of his cum from Logan’s mouth until Logan was just panting, his mouth open and pliant, his tongue flicking gently over Leo’s every now and again. 

 

“Such a good boy,” Leo mumbled, meeting his gaze with eyes hungry enough that Logan flicked his eyes away from his almost instantly. That action alone made a feral grin spread over Leo’s face, the dom part of him that had been forced to take a back-step with all the worry over the past week rearing its head at Logan’s submission as he dipped his head, pressing a kiss to the front of Leo’s neck as he ducked beneath his chin. “Come kneel, chest against the back of the couch.” Leo rose, Logan taking his place and settling with his head resting on his arms, folded over the back of the sofa. 

 

At that sight alone, the smooth curve of Logan’s back as he glanced over his shoulder to see Leo kneel on the floor in front of him, his long torso stretching as he rested his elbows on the sofa and, without another word, worked at repaying Logan for his orgasm, Leo reassuring him when he started tentatively pushing his hips back against his face as he ate him out, Finn rose with a groan. 

 

“I can’t fucking wait anymore.” He eased the toy gently out of Regulus, tossing it aside, searching for the lube before he spotted it on the coffee table in the centre of the room, swiping it quickly.

 

“Yes,” Regulus groaned, finally. 

 

“On your knees, shoulders down.” Regulus hurried to do as he was told, his spine bending in a fluid arch as Finn settled on one knee behind him, his other leg braced against the floor, angling his hips towards him as his tip nudged against his hole.

 

“Please please please ple–” Regulus broke off with a yell as Finn entered him, bottoming out in a few seconds as he speared Regulus open around him. 

 

“God, you feel divine,” Finn groaned. “Can I–”

 

“Yes!” Finn decided his focus currently wasn’t on Regulus interrupting him, instead accepting his response and rocking his hips out gently a few times before he couldn’t take it any longer, ploughing into him, tugging Regulus’ hips back against him with every thrust forward, loud moans being punched out of Regulus with every movement. “Dieu, yes,” Regulus cried, his hand shooting out and holding desperately onto Leo’s arm as he ate Logan out purely for something to ground him against the bolts of pleasure shooting through him. 

 

Logan removed his head from where he’d been biting into his arm to stop the onslaught of noises threatening to slip past his lips in favour of watching whatever was making his boyfriend scream like that. Regulus was ruined already, sweat sticking his hair to his temples as he panted wetly into the sofa, his eyes rolling back uncontrollably as his body shifted with every thrust Finn gave. Finn was flushed as well, sweat dripping down his chest, rolling over the ridges of his abs as he fucked into Regulus like he’d die if he stopped. In all honesty, as someone who had fucked Regulus as well, he understood the feeling. Despite the shake of his body as Leo seemed equally as intent to tongue-fuck Logan until he was screaming, Logan found himself smiling at the reminder as to why Finn O’Hara was the campus celebrity crush - it was more than just his face and his charm when he could fuck like that. And now no one else would know what it was like, Finn O’Hara’s fucking skills would be all theirs forever. Logan’s smile grew at the thought, the jealous part of him singing with pleasure at that as he buried his face back into his arm as Leo tugged him further in against his mouth. 

 

It was several, several minutes later that Regulus’ voice cut through the cacophony of moans. 

 

“Jaune, jaune,” he panted. Finn slowed instantly, stopping without pulling out. 

 

“You okay, love?” Finn replied, his own chest heaving. 

 

Regulus let out an exhausted laugh. “You’ve already made me come twice, just need a breather.”

 

“I have?” Finn asked, his brown eyes innocent and wide as though he hadn’t been imprinting Regulus into the sofa a second ago. 

 

Regulus gave another amused sound. “Basically back-to-back.” He caught his breath, panting with his forehead pressed to the sofa. “Don’t be smug about it.” 

 

“I’m not,” Finn lied. “You can’t even see me,” he rebutted when Regulus just hummed, not believing him in the slightly. 

 

“I just know,” he chuckled. He let out a heaving breath a few seconds later, his heartbeat no longer resounding behind his eyeballs. “You need to fuck me like this on my birthday every year.” Finn’s smirk was instant and he didn’t try to hide it. 

 

“I can do that.” 

 

“Okay, I’m good,” Regulus said a second later.

 

“You sure? I can’t come with this thing on, how much longer do you think you can handle it?” 

 

“Until Le decides you can come,” Regulus replied instantly, beginning to sink his hips back, sliding Finn’s cock further inside of him, fucking himself on it considering Finn was taking his sweet time. 

 

Leo pulled back from Logan, the man sinking forwards into the back of the sofa with a groan, his body falling lax as Leo gave him a breather. 

 

“How many orgasms between us now?” Leo asked no one in particular. “Three from Regie, one from me so four total.”

 

“Five,” Logan said weakly. 

 

Leo looked as baffled as Finn had finding out Regulus had come without him noticing. “When?” 

 

“Wasn’t–” Logan swallowed around the dryness in his throat. “It was– I don’t know actually.” Leo paused for a moment, then, like clockwork, grinned as smugly as his boyfriend had too. 

 

“Did you have a prostate orgasm from just my tongue, baby?” He asked, standing to brace a hand against the back of the sofa, kissing the back of Logan’s neck, his grin still on his face. 

 

“Mmm,” Logan groaned back. “I stroke your dick enough, I don’t need to stroke your ego too.” 

 

“It’s not stroking my ego if it’s answering a question, angel.” Leo’s lips brushed the shell of Logan’s ear, nipping at it with his teeth enough to make Logan jolt. “Yes or no?” 

 

Logan huffed. “Yes, happy now?” 

 

“Oh you have no idea,” he grinned, kissing his sweaty cheek before he stood back again. “Well, five seems like a good number. Do you think he deserves to come?” 

 

“As long as he rails me like that tonight, sure,” Logan mumbled back, his voice heavy with exhaustion. Regulus just gave a confirming hum, words lost to him. 

 

“Well, the angels have spoken. Come here,” Leo said to Finn. Finn slid out of Regulus gently, mumbling a soft apology at the jolt it brought from him. 

 

“Fucking hell,” Logan blurted. Finn’s cock was an angry purple colour, practically dripping with a combination of pre-cum, lube and spit. 

 

“That shouldn’t turn me on as much as it is,” Leo mumbled, kissing Finn deeply yet quickly before he tugged at the ring, easing it over Finn’s swollen balls, chucking it onto the coffee table as soon as it was off, watching the length of him throb as he got used to the sensation. “So fucking sensitive,” Leo said.

 

Finn’s head was tipped back, his breaths shallow as he tried to keep his composure. “Feel like I can feel air.” 

 

“Well then fuck me and come inside of me then,” Regulus demanded, desperate to be filled again. 

 

“You heard his Highness,” Leo smiled, patting Finn ass when he turned to walk back to Regulus. 

 

“Can you fuck me, please?” Leo turned to Logan, kneeling facing him on the sofa, his cock hard and heavy between his legs, as he peered up at him, his green eyes blown and round. 

 

“‘Course I can, bug. Asking so nicely,” he muttered, pressing his lips to Logan’s forehead as Finn eased his way slowly inside of Regulus, having to stop to take deep breaths every few seconds. “How do you want it, hm?” Logan tugged him to sit down, shuffling out the way before he straddled Leo’s lap when he was sat down, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, his head tucked into Leo’s neck comfortably. Leo hummed, drizzling lube messily on his cock, spreading it with his hand before he teased Logan’s hole with his tip, relishing in Logan’s whimper into his neck. “Bear hug from daddy? Is that what you want? Just for me to cuddle you close and fuck you nicely?” Logan nodded against him. 

 

“Want daddy to use me. Make us both feel good.” 

 

“I think I can do that, honey. You just hold on to me and I’ll do everything else. My boy deserves a reward for being so good.” Logan’s only reply was his arms tightening around Leo’s shoulders, burying his face further as Leo eased himself inside of him, sliding in slow considering he hadn’t been stretched around anything but Leo’s tongue yet. 

 

Finn finally bottomed out inside Regulus, breathing himself away from the brink of his orgasm. 

 

“Come on, baby. I don’t care if you come straight away as long as it’s in me,” Regulus implored, wiggling his hips against him, drawing a low groan from him immediately. 

 

Finn seemed to believe him without the need for further comment, bracing a hand against the back of the sofa for balance as he leaned down to press his lips in between Regulus’ shoulder blades, his damp forehead resting against the back of his neck as he panted heavily, grinding his hips into him and thrusting weakly a few times before he was spilling inside of him, a ragged gasp coming from him as he did. 

 

His ears rang, his eyes remaining squeezed shut for another few minutes while both he and Regulus caught their breath once more. After easing himself out of Regulus, Finn grabbed Leo's long discarded shirt from the floor for Regulus to sit on, both Regulus’ nor his own legs fit for walking anywhere for a cloth for at least another short while. Regulus cosied down into Finn's side, Finn holding onto him just as tightly, running his fingers gently through his hair as he pressed kisses along his forehead, his temple, across the top of his hair while Leo mumbled quietly to Logan, seeming to be going for a slow and steady approach as they traded gentle kisses whenever Leo could coax Logan's face out of his safe place buried in Leo's neck. 

 

“You're one of the best people I've ever met, baby,” Finn whispered to Regulus. “Any time you need reminding of that, or of how happy you make us, just ask and I'll be there. We'll all be there. Always for you.” 

 

Regulus’ head tipped up against his shoulder, his grey eyes wide and loving as he peered up at him. It brought another torrent of words coming to Finn's mind. 

 

That, paired with the rush of many, many hormones running through him, was probably why he ended up speaking over Regulus. 

 

“I love you.”

 

“Move in with us.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 33: Away Games, Angry Leo and Protective Regulus

Summary:

WE'RE BACK! I apologise it was so long between updates butttt I really enjoyed writing this one with the change from the usual scenery and playing around with dynamics was super fun!

Not gonna ramble too much -- as per, the tumblr is always available for questions or snippets of upcoming chapters if you wish for them, I always always always love to hear from you ❤

ENJOY!

~13,000

It was definitely not because of hormones.

 

Finn knew that, he’d considered the thought enough times - they all had - to know that wasn’t a spur of the moment, happy-hormone-induced question. However, the fact that Regulus had not yet given a reply wasn’t particularly encouraging. To be honest, he hadn’t had much chance with the fluster of Leo, who hadn’t heard what Finn had asked him, ushering them all to drink water and nibble on protein bars they passed around before they all corralled into the large bath, none of them really up for having to stand for any extended period of time for showering. Now, on their way to the rink in a car the Lions had sent to get them there so they could pile onto the bus, Regulus was still quiet. Again, however, they all were, it was five in the morning, even Talker wouldn’t be too lively at this hour. He had been fine last night, definitely up for kisses and cuddles as they had had dinner and watched some old Supernatural re-runs before going to bed early. Everything was fine, perfectly fine. Finn’s leg bounced as they drove.  

 

That morning, they had all groggily showered and threw on some fresh sweats and shirts/hoodies before gathering their over-sized duffles they had had packed for days by the front door - last minute packing was a plague they all fought to avoid. But Regulus did have his head resting on Logan’s as they half-slept in the car, Finn sat beside Logan, their hands intertwined between them as Leo conversed amiably with the driver in the passenger seat. 

 

Remus and Sirius’ driver pulled up outside the rink just as they were clambering out, Finn chuckling as he helped out a stumbling Logan and a grumbling Regulus as Leo slung two duffels over each shoulder, thanking the driver. Regulus perked up at his brother’s greeting as they came over, kissing Logan’s shoulder through his hoodie before heading straight for Sirius, guiding him away from them with a grip on his elbow and a called greeting to Remus. 

 

“Brothers,” Leo laughed, slinging an arm over Remus’ shoulders as the man groaned groggily at the early hour, the sky still dark with the late January sunrise, while they all walked in, Regulus and Sirius bringing up the lagging back of the pack. Finn swallowed around a bout of anxiety and excitement. He may have just been waiting to speak to Sirius about it before he answered. That made complete sense with all they had been through together, then apart, then when they had come back together once more and the fact he lived with him. If he was going to be moving out, of course he would speak with Sirius about it. Completely understandable that way. 

 

-

 

“Oh God, this seems awfully Sirius for this early in the morning.” 

 

Regulus rolled his eyes, elbowing his brother for that goddamned joke that seemed to get old for everyone but him. 

 

“I need advice.” 

 

“From me?” Sirius looked at him in surprise. 

 

“No, there’s a ghost that possesses you from five to seven A.M. that I need to speak to. Yes you. Idiot. Are you going to help me or what?” 

 

“Sure,” Sirius shrugged. “What’s going on? I thought you and the Cubs sorted out your ‘relationship spat’ or whatever?”

 

“No, we did, that’s not it.” 

 

“Okay.” Sirius waited then continued when Regulus didn’t answer. “You need to tell me if I’m gonna help, Regie.” 

 

Regulus sighed. “Finn asked me to move in with them.” When Sirius came to a, rather abrupt, stop, Regulus did too. “Carry on, we’ll be up in a sec,” he called to the four waiting for them by the lift that would take them from the car park up to the rink where they were all meeting for a ‘Roadie Rundown’ before they got on the bus. When the doors closed behind them, Regulus turned back to his brother, who began speaking after several long moments of stunned quiet. 

 

“Finn asked you as in Finn was the one physically speaking or Finn asked you as in just him, without Leo and Logan.” God, he was definitely being serious if he was calling them by their proper names. He was in full big brother mode. 

 

“That’s the thing, I don’t know. Finn was the one asking and Le and Lo weren’t exactly part of the conversation. But I don’t think he’d have asked without speaking to them first.” 

 

Sirius held his hands up. “Okay, I need more context. What exactly was going on when he brought this up? Were you in bed? Eating dinner? What?” 

 

Regulus thought of how to put the situation of post-coital cuddling paired with ongoing sex to his brother. His face must have said enough as Sirius sighed, running a hand over his face. 

 

“Alright, now, I’m not saying they don’t want you to or that things aren’t going that way because, I mean we all know they are, but I need you to seriously prepare yourself for the fact it might just be–”

 

“–the hormones talking, no I know. That’s what I’m afraid of. I mean, it’s too soon, isn’t it?” Granted they’d been dancing around each other, mostly for Regulus’ sake considering the general uprooting of his entire life that accompanied them meeting, for almost a year before they got together but they had technically only been together for a few months.

 

“Time doesn’t mean shit, honestly. That didn’t cross my mind. You guys have in a few months what other people don’t have in years. I’m just saying you need to have a proper think about what you want and a proper conversation with all of them about it.” Regulus blew out a breath at the logic, next steps were always helpful for him, Sirius knew that. Sirius’ hand cupping the back of his neck had him looking up from his shoes. “And remember, no matter what happens, you’ll always have your room at home, okay? Whenever you want it, even if you all just want a change of scenery for the night.” 

 

“Je sais,” Regulus mumbled back, a genuine smile on his face as he embraced his brother tightly, his body warm enough to fight back the chill that had begun seeping through his hoodie. “Merci.” 

 

“Toujours,” Sirius replied, pulling back after another moment. “Allez, I’m freezing.” They were in the lift heading up when Sirius spoke again. “What did you say? To Harzy?”

 

“Nothing, really. We haven’t mentioned it since to be honest.” 

 

“Oh, jeez,” Sirius muttered, continuing so quickly that Regulus didn’t get the chance to tease that he had been spending too much time with Remus. “Tell the poor boy you aren’t pissed at him before he dies from stress before we even get to wherever we’re going today.” 

 

“Minnesota, it’s a Ravenclaw game,” Regulus chuckled, although even he could admit he had a point about Finn.

 

They entered the stalls where a few of the guys had already gathered, all half-asleep in one way or another, Kasey with his head resting against the board of his, Nads and Kuny leaned against each other and talking quietly, seemingly too tired to continue their usual game of pretending. They would likely pick it right back up as soon as they had gotten some more sleep. From the way Finn looked at him when they did, Sirius was right - how awful, he hated Sirius being right. His brother gave him a loving pat to the back, going to join his fiance who was sipping his coffee as though it were liquid gold. Regulus buried a kiss into Finn’s hair, sliding into his lap when Finn’s arms slid around his waist to guide him to do so. 

 

“I’m not annoyed, I’m just thinking about it,” he said quietly into his ear. Finn let out a breath Regulus felt leave him, drawing a sympathetic chuckle from him at how clearly stressed he had been. “Silly,” he whispered, nuzzling the curls above his ear. “I love you.” 

 

“I love you too,” Finn replied without missing a beat. “God, I’m so glad,” he laughed weakly. 

 

“‘M sorry for not saying earlier,” Regulus smiled. “I’ll make it up to you for the heart attack.” 

 

Finn gave an interested hum at that, tightening his arms around him with a wiggle of his brows that had Regulus laughing, keeping it quiet for the sake of the others.

 

“I’ve got a few ideas how, if you want them.” 

 

“Well, you’ve got to make good on your promise to Le first,” Regulus reminded him. 

 

“Oh, I don’t think anyone’s forgotten about that,” Logan giggled from his spot on Leo’s lap in the stall adjacent to them, Finn on one side of the corner and Leo on the other. Logan shifted against him, a natural movement were it not for the cheeky glint in his eyes and the way Leo’s hands shot to his hips. 

 

“You’ll be skating with a spanked ass if you aren’t careful,” he muttered. Logan just giggled again, leaning back against Leo’s chest. 

 

“I like when he’s horny and has to wait,” Logan said quietly. “Makes him so feisty.” Leo’s eyes flashed but then skimmed around the room as more of the boys filtered in. He knew Leo was right, there was nothing he could do about it right now. Regulus guessed Logan would make sure he was keeping note for when they got to the hotel and he could cash in all his corrections at once. 

 

Coach Weasley and Moody came in a few minutes later, all the boys half-asleep but present - at least physically. They ran through the timings of the day and the three stops they would be making for the sake of Moody’s stiff leg and, honestly, Weasley got kind of sick of the bus every now and again. No one really complained about the stops, they did however have an inside joke against Coach and Moody that they had the perfect opportunity to make any sort of argument surrounding trying not to irritate any existing injuries the boys had by not letting them stretch out their muscles. 

 

Filing onto the bus, Regulus kissed Leo on the cheek as he slid into the window seat, Leo settling down next to him and fluffing his hoodie over him. Regulus smiled at the fact that somehow, on all of their roadies previously where Regulus had tucked himself away at the back of the bus, Leo had noticed he always got cold on buses. Well, he had also noticed that Leo always got warm on buses but that was understandable, Regulus could easily see him from the back of the bus, Leo must have been looking for him. 

 

“What?” 

 

Regulus shook his head, lying against Leo’s side, snuggling under his arm as he pulled his hoodie up around him. 

 

“Love you,” he mumbled. 

 

Leo chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “Love you too, silly. Get some more sleep.” 

 

“Love you too, baby,” Finn’s voice came from behind them. “Lo loves you too.” 

 

“Is he already asleep?” Leo laughed, looking between the chairs at his boyfriend half-smushed against Finn’s chest, sleeping soundly even as the bus only just began rumbling from the car park. 

 

“Love you both too,” Regulus yawned. 

 

-

 

An hour and a half into the journey, Leo had honestly never been so comfortable on this damned bus. He had his headphones on, his legs stretched out into the aisle with everyone either asleep or too relaxed to get up to walk up and down it. And, of course, his gorgeous boyfriend lightly snoring against his chest, his hand tangled with Finn’s between their seats. That was until Regulus shuffled, his hand shifting from around Leo’s arm - he really clings on like a koala when he’s tired - to land on his thigh. As per his successful comfort, Leo had managed to wriggle the idea from his mind about what was waiting at the next not one, but two , stops. Now, with Regulus’ hand rather high on his leg, it was all rushing back. 

 

“For fucks sake,” he mumbled, leaning his head back against the rest. 

 

“Doing okay there, big guy?” Leo couldn’t help but laugh, trying his best to keep his body still, squeezing Finn’s hand. 

 

“Parfait, amour.”

 

“Well, if you’re perfect now think of how perfect you’ll be after our stop.” 

 

“Most relaxed bus ride ever,” Leo agreed. 

 

“If it isn’t, I always have the next one to try again.” Leo’s resounding groan of frustration brought another smothered bout of laughter from Finn that had him blindly smacking around, hitting his knee after a few attempts although a smile lingered on his own features as Finn re-tangled their fingers together, his thumb drawing patterns across Leo’s knuckles for the remainder of the ride until they stopped. 

 

“Do you want anything? Food? Coffee?” Logan asked, his arm looped through Regulus’ as they bee-lined to the nearest Costa at the service station. 

 

“I’d take a latte please, baby,” Finn called out, Leo ahead of him and, having abandoned all pretenses of subtlety, dragging Finn towards the bathroom, Logan and Regulus’ laughter echoing until the heavy bathroom door closed behind them. It was mercifully empty, Leo dragging him towards the large disabled stall at the end, slamming the door closed behind them, pushing Finn against it, blindly flicking the lock with his free hand as his other looped itself around the front of Finn’s throat, pulling him into a messy kiss. “Fuck,” Finn muttered against his lips, his hands fussing at the hem of Leo’s tank before managing to slide underneath it, his nails carving lines into his chest as he let his hands rove over him. “God, you’re so sexy,” he mumbled, pressing his hands into Leo’s chest to make him walk backwards until his back hit the other wall. 

 

Sliding his hands down Finn’s back, Leo grabbed handfuls of Finn’s ass, groaning lowly into his mouth as he pulled him against him, their hips working together until Finn was fussing with the ties on his sweats. 

 

“Why did you fucking tie them?” Finn finally got them undone, pushing them down around his hips as quickly as he could before sliding his hand into Leo’s boxers, sinking onto his knees at the same time that Leo’s head fell back, his teeth worrying at his lip to try and keep himself silent. 

 

“Oh god, baby,” Leo muttered under his breath, smoothing a hand over Finn’s curls as he took him into his mouth, expertly swallowing around him, his hand stroking the rest. “This is really not gonna last long,” he added as soon as he saw Finn’s eyes peer up at him from beneath his curls. “You’re so fucking pretty, honey.” Finn moaned lightly around him, his throat vibrating enough that Leo was hissing around a breath, forcing it to not come out as the yell it wanted to be. The door creaked open a moment later, Finn stilling and Leo following the shadow he could see under the door. A man coughed softly on the opposite side of the bathroom, the tap running for a moment before the clear sound of a toothbrush echoed louder. Leo’s hand shot down to Finn’s head when he began slowly bobbing his head once more. Better keep quiet, the quirk of his brow said, Leo sending him a look that told him Logan wouldn’t be the only one getting in trouble when they reached the hotel even as he removed his hand from Finn’s head, letting him continue, instead pressing the hand over his own mouth. 

 

One person had never spent so much time brushing their teeth, Leo had to have been sure. It was either that or it just seemed a lot longer considering he was trying to stave off the orgasm he’d been thinking about since the day before and his boyfriend seemed determined to make it as difficult as possible for him to keep himself composed. He came biting into his knuckle, drawing a sharp tang of blood to his tongue as he broke skin, Finn swallowing around him until there wasn’t so much as a droplet on the corner of his mouth. Leo panted shallowly as the door thunked closed once more, the bathroom silent again. 

 

“Too much?” Finn asked quietly, kissing Leo’s hip as he tugged his boxers and sweats up around his hips, not tying the strings this time. 

 

“Fuck no,” he mumbled, letting out a heaving breath and taking an equally deep one in again. “That was so hot. I never thought we’d be one of the exhibitionist couples,” he chuckled. 

 

“Baby, we’ve literally had sex in the rink where there were still hundreds of people. I fear we’ve been those people for a while,” Finn pointed out, Leo helping him as he eased up off his knees. 

 

“You may have a point there,” Leo admitted, kissing Finn deeply. “Let’s go get your coffee.” 

 

“Do you think I’ve earned it?” Finn teased, Leo following with his hands on Finn’s hips as they walked to the stall door. Finn laughed as Leo crowded up behind him, not letting him unlock the door, instead pressing his front up against it as he nipped playfully at the back of his ear. 

 

“Definitely,” he practically purred, nosing into the short curls at the back of his neck before he stepped back again, letting Finn unlock the latch this time as they exited the bathroom together. Finn’s flush brought a laugh out of Leo. “All that and a kiss is what’s making you blush?” 

 

“You know I like it when you do that,” Finn rebutted, although his voice was weak and low as they wandered over to the mess of black and brown curls seated at one of the tables outside the coffee place, nodding at the other boys spread out around the services as they enjoyed the time off the bus. 

 

“Do what?” Leo asked quietly, bumping his hip gently with Finn’s. 

 

“Push me up against things.” Leo hummed, slinging his arm over Finn’s shoulders, guiding him close so he could kiss his temple, bending his neck to mumble into his ear. 

 

“I think that’s called dominating you, love,” Leo mused, nipping again at the shell of his ear before straightening, looking like the perfect appropriately-affectionate couple as they continued on. “Don’t worry, I love it too.” 

 

Finn’s hand whacked at his torso, his ears matching his hair. “You’ve literally just had your balls drained, why are you still so frisky?” 

 

“Because my boyfriend is handsome? And I love him and I still can’t quite believe I get you every day for the rest of my life?” Finn’s laugh was light as he dipped his head, covering his face with his hand as he willed down his flush, trusting Leo to guide him through the small crowds while he did so. 

 

“I love you too,” he mumbled when they were almost at the table Logan and Regulus were perched at. “Now shut up and stop flustering me.” Leo just laughed, long and low, kissing his temple again. 

 

-

 

Whatever caffeine most of the team must have ingested on their way to the rink that morning had clearly worn off before they were halfway through their trip to the next stop, silence, for once, enveloping the bus. Nads and Kuny, Timmers and Halla and Dumo, sat alone as per usual, were all fast asleep around them, leaving Regulus and Leo undisturbed. Regulus had relaxed against Leo’s side once more when they had got back onto the bus, his arms wrapped around Leo’s while he played with his fingers. After a while, he had begun tracing patterns up the inside of Leo’s forearm, spreading goosebumps throughout his body as he buried his nose in the top of Regulus’ hair. 

 

“Baby?” He whispered quietly. 

 

Leo just hummed, too relaxed as he was to speak. 

 

“Can I have a kiss?” 

 

That got him moving at least. He sat up, letting Regulus move his head to turn to look up at him, his temple resting against the back of his chair. Leo did the same, raising his hand to brush his fingertips over Regulus’ cheek, along his jaw and over his lips. He slid them to hold Regulus’ chin between two fingers as he dipped his head to fulfil his request. A quick, gentle kiss slowly turned deeper, Regulus letting out a gentle breath into Leo’s mouth when he had begun to pull away that had him diving back in for more. They kissed slowly, not disturbing those sleeping around them, but deeply, enough so that Leo was sweating lightly at his temples in no time. Their lips were spit-slick and swollen by the time they parted, both getting too riled up for somewhere they wouldn’t be able to do anything about it for at least another hour. 

 

“I’m so fucking glad we aren’t playing until later.” 

 

“Why’s that?” Regulus replied breezily, a smile buried into Leo’s ribs as he settled where he was, tucked comfortably beneath Leo’s arm and snuggled as far into him as he could get without penetrating skin. 

 

“Because that means we’ll have time to christen the room before we have to go do our jobs.” 

 

Regulus hummed like he hadn’t immediately began squirming in his seat at Leo’s words. “Harzy did promise me sweet hotel sex and I think Lo has a few…reprimands waiting for him too, non?” 

 

“Just a few,” Leo smirked down at him although he shifted as well, digging his nails into his palm then flexing his hand at his side. 

 

“You’re really in your headspace today, aren’t you?” Regulus asked, all the sultry flirting out of his tone now as he took in the barely-controlled tap of Leo’s long leg against the aisle floor. 

 

Leo just hummed briskly. “Finn’s not in the most submissive mood.” He said instead.

 

He wasn’t wrong. There were only a handful of times Regulus had seen Finn easily submit to Leo to even half the degree that himself and Logan did and his mood today didn’t seem at all like he was going to other than a few innocent acquiescents where he didn’t fight Leo on one mundane topic or another. 

 

Regulus reached up, guiding Leo’s arm that was slung around his shoulders until his hand settled at the back of his neck. Leo’s fingers hesitated, brushing at the edge of his hairline there before his fingers wrapped solidly around the back of his neck, squeezing the sides of it a little. As tension ran from Regulus’ body like water, he felt Leo’s shoulders relax a little as well.

 

“You like it when I do this?” Leo asked quietly as Regulus settled again with his head on the centre of his chest, slinging his legs over his lap. 

 

“I know you like it.” Regulus paused before he continued. “And I like when you do it too.” Leo’s fingers squeezed again, Regulus keeping measured exhales rather than keening against him like he would have if they were alone. “What’s the appeal for you? I know why I like it, but why do you?” 

 

Leo hummed again, softer this time though, more considering than dismissive, his hand flexing rhythmically all the while against him. “I suppose– It’s dominating, obviously.” Regulus couldn’t help but mutter his own agreement. “I have a lot of control, I can guide where you go but keep you close at the same time. I know you’re safe when you’re in arms reach.” 

 

“What else?” 

 

Leo’s heart stuttered beneath Regulus’ ear, effectively piquing his curiosity. “When I hold the front of your throat, it’s just as dominating and I do, I really do, love it. But– Your head naturally tilts up when I do that, your eyes look up at me– which again, I love–”

 

“I know you love it, I know you’ll do it when you want that reaction. I’m asking why you like doing this.” Regulus stopped his jumbling train of thought. 

 

“Your head stays down. If–” Leo swallowed heavily, his voice lower than it had already been dropped. “If I’m in a really dom headspace, it– it’s so …deferent.” 

 

The pieces clicked together in Regulus’ head. “You get all the dominating parts of holding my neck as normal but I stay looking down, not up,” he realised. “You like that you can have both at the same time.” Leo didn’t give any indication of an answer. “Why don’t you do it more often? You’ve been in a plenty dom headspace before but you rarely do it, practically never.” 

 

“It kind of makes me feel like a monster.” 

 

Regulus’ eyes flicked open where he had been relaxed curled against his chest. “Why?” That was ridiculous. 

 

“Enjoying submission so much sometimes makes me feel like…I don’t know. Like I’m a dictator or something. Of course you always have full control but with the normal submission we do it’s clear that you choose to submit to me. With this, I control where you look, where you go, how you breathe.” A shiver ran through him as he said it, his hand tightening ever so slightly before he quickly loosened it. “It just makes me feel like an asshole that I like doing that as much as I do.” 

 

“You would be,” Regulus agreed, “if you were forcing us into it. But you aren’t, we submit to you because we want to, you dominate us because we want you to. One ‘red’ and you–” Regulus let his point settle itself as Leo’s hand slid from the back of his neck to the top of his spine unconsciously when he heard the colour slip past his lips. Leo hummed again, for once light and completely understanding as his hand resettled with a small squeeze. “You give us the space to try whatever we want without making us feel bad or judged. Give yourself the same grace. If we ever have a problem with it, we’ll tell you, you know we will.”

 

“You’re right,” Leo agreed, chuckling when Regulus exaggerated a surprised sound. He kissed the top of Regulus’ head, his thumb tracing along his artery. “Thank you, darlin’.”

 

“You’re welcome,” he mumbled back, content to settle back where he was. “Besides,” he added, “Lo’s clearly in the mood for a bit of man-handling today.” 

 

Leo’s chest shifted with his chuckle. “Yeah, I did notice that this morning.” 

 

The driver sped slightly now they were out of traffic, Regulus barely stopping himself from going up and thanking him. The sooner they got to the hotel the better.

 

- 

 

Leo seemed less jittery on the remainder of the journey after their final stop, no doubt Finn’s skill bleeding the tension from his body with ease. He fell asleep for a while, Regulus slipping in his earphones and keeping his hand in Leo’s hold as he slept until Coach Weasley announced they were almost there to get everyone awake and relatively in the land of the living. Excitement returning, Leo kept a tight grip on Regulus’ hand as the driver pulled up in front of the hotel, everyone gathering their bags before they all piled into the reception area to wait for their respective rooms. 

 

Fate, it seemed, was determined to make Leo sweat, their names being called near the end of the list when there was barely anyone of the team not already filing into the lift to reach their floor. 

 

“Cubs!” Coach yelled finally, the four of them shuffling up. “Two separate rooms, unfortunately, but they’re right next door to one another. I trust you can decide between the four of you who’s in what room?” With a rumble of chuckles and a promise that they were sure they could split into pairs between themselves, Moody threw two sets of keys to them. They reached the first room, on the floor above the majority of the others in the team, Nads and Kuny in one further down the hall and Dumo relatively opposite their rooms, no doubt already taking a shower to soothe his ‘old man aches’. 

 

They dumped their things into the nearest room, the other would basically only be used for sleeping, if they really couldn’t squish everyone into these beds. At the sight of the small King-sized bed in the centre of the room, that would be an affirmative that they would, after all, have to use that room for something at least. 

 

With their luggage dumped in a relative pile by the door, Leo closed it behind them, feeling around blindly to hook the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on it before he did so. Logan made a small ‘hmpf’ noise as Leo pressed him against the wall that held the bathroom door, Leo quickly silencing the sound with a hungry one of his own as he kissed him deeply, his hands roving down his arms to slip beneath his large hoodie. 

 

Finn chuckled, shaking his head as he kicked off his shoes, perching on the edge of the bed. “You’d think he’d be tired after all that.” 

 

“I think tired is far from the list of things going on with him right now,” Regulus laughed, kneeling on the bed behind Finn, his own shoes already discarded by the door, as he wrapped his arms over his shoulders and nuzzled a kiss beneath his ear. “What about you?” He asked once Finn had hummed in agreement as he watched Leo strip Logan’s hoodie from him before pressing him snug against the wall again. 

 

“Am I tired?” Regulus nodded as he traced his fingers over his chest atop his clothes, his chin perched on Finn’s shoulder. “Not particularly.” 

 

“Bien,” he mumbled, turning his head to brush his lips against the bend of Finn’s neck. Finn made a soft noise of pleasure, tilting his head to give him more room as both his lips and his hands explored the skin beneath them, sending sparks of sensation across his body. Logan made a squawk-like sound himself as Leo stepped them back from the wall – albeit barely – before he grabbed the backs of his thighs and lifted him into his arms, pressing them both back against the wall with Logan’s legs around his waist and his arms around his shoulders, his hands tangling in his hair as he kissed him deeper now he had to no longer crane his neck to reach him. 

 

Finn gladly lifted his arms as soon as Regulus’ began tugging up the hem of his shirt, rolling out his shoulders as Regulus tugged his own hoodie off, pressing his warm chest against the strong muscles of Finn’s back, going back to worrying the skin behind his ear with his teeth. 

 

“Fuck, baby,” he muttered, reaching behind him to touch any part of Regulus he could get to. “Come round here, I can’t touch you properly with you back there.” 

 

“I’m having more than enough fun touching you,” Regulus commented before resuming his focused work. 

 

“And I’m asking you to come round here so I can see you.” 

 

“Do you want to see me or touch me?” Regulus’ smile pressed against his skin, sending a shiver through him. “Your stories are crossing a little there.” 

 

“Both,” Finn insisted, his voice edged with frustration as he couldn’t touch more than Regulus’ knee with his position without dislocating his shoulder. 

 

Regulus pretended to mull it over, humming with a tut as he leaned back a little, running his palms appreciatively over the heated skin of Finn’s shoulders. “I don’t know, I’m quite liking my current view.” He leaned in, tracing his lips over the dips and grooves of the tense muscles beneath his skin. 

 

“Baby, come on–” Finn’s sentence shattered with a deep groan, Regulus digging his teeth in a sharp bite against one of the largest swells of strength where his neck met the top of his spine. With a sound that closely resembled a growl, Finn was up and had turned in a split second, pressing Regulus flat against the bed, smothering his body with his own as he kissed him. Instead of being desperate and rough as Regulus had expected, Finn stole his breath with deep, slow kisses, sensual drags of his tongue sending his limbs tingling beneath him. “Head of the bed, on your stomach, keep your legs flat.” 

 

All teasing pretences gone, Regulus did as he was told as Finn quickly kicked off the rest of his clothes, a zipper sounding as he ruffled through his duffel for lube. His warmth was back at Regulus’ side in seconds, his hand sliding naturally into the groove of his spine as he traced it with his palm. Regulus hummed at the touch, arching his back like a cat into it as Finn straddled the backs of his thighs. Finn made no move to undress him any further, his sweats and socks still on as the lube lay discarded nearby on the mattress. When Regulus lifted his head to cajole him, Finn’s hand simply slid up to the back of his neck, replicating Leo’s touch almost entirely as he guided him gently to lay his head back against the pillow of his arms, keeping it there as the tip of his tongue followed every bump and valley of his spine. It minimised Regulus’ unsuppressable squirming at the feeling, small pants coming from him already. 

 

A sharp nip of teeth where Regulus had bitten Finn had him jolting at the unexpected sensation after his feather-light touches as he leaned down close. 

 

“Do you want to watch them?” He breathed into his ear, sending another violent shiver through him.

 

“Hm?” Regulus managed. 

 

Finn’s tone was humorous as he repeated himself. “Do you want to turn your head so you can see them?” 

 

“Yes, please.” 

 

His hand relaxed, letting Regulus turn to lie on his other cheek before the pressure returned slightly. “Are you going to keep still for me?” 

 

“You don’t have to keep hold of me,” Regulus promised, his eyes taking in Logan’s flushed state, still pinned between the wall and Leo’s body as he was held aloft. Logan’s sweats were loose, tugged down a little but still concealing the sight of what was no doubt Leo’s hand working in quick jerks between his legs as he continued kissing the breath from him. 

 

Finn captured his attention once again with a swift swat to his backside that stung a little even over his clothes. “That wasn’t my question.” 

 

“Yes, I’ll keep still,” Regulus said, his voice half a moan as the pain brought an overwhelming wave of pleasure with it, his hips grinding down into the mattress of their own accord. “Am I being punished, Sir?” 

 

Finn chuckled, sending Regulus’ head spinning with the sound of it as another bolt of arousal shot through him. Removing his left hand from his neck, Finn eased his fingers underneath Regulus’ hip, guiding him to lift them as much as he could with Finn still sitting on his thighs. His other hand pushed unceremoniously beneath his other hip, sliding into his sweats and wrapping a spit-slick palm around him, tugging at his aching cock with a slow, pleasurable pace. He bowed with a moan, writhing beneath Finn at the sudden onslaught of sensation. 

 

“Does it feel like I’m punishing you?” Regulus shook his head, his fingers digging into the fabric of the headboard with another moan. “Good,” Finn withdrew his hand as quickly as he had given it. “I’m not. I promised you slow and sweet and I’m going to give that to you.” 

 

“You spanked me. That wasn’t very sweet of you,” Regulus pointed out, although the weight of it was no doubt lost somewhat with his flushed cheeks and loud panting. 

 

“You don’t think so?” Finn’s voice was teasing. “You seemed to get off from it well enough. If I take my time opening you up, are you going to say that’s not very sweet of me either?”

 

“Making me wait, isn’t nice,” he argued, with more strength behind it now at the knowledge that Finn could take upwards of an hour to ease him open if he wanted to draw it out as such. He was too desperate to have to wait that long to have him inside of him.

 

“Me bullying my way inside of you before you’re open all the way isn’t nice either,” Finn said conversationally, like he wasn’t easing the pressure of his own, free cock by grinding gently against Regulus’ ass, his dry hand roving over his skin, light enough to make Regulus’ skin jump of its own accord from the tickling sensation of it. “Or it is nice?” Finn asked, a smirk evident in his voice as he watched Regulus squirm at his words. “Do you want it to sting when we push inside of you?” 

 

“You know I like it,” Regulus whined, Finn’s breath cooling the sweat beginning to form at his temples as he leaned over him, a hand braced on the top of the headboard. 

 

“I know you like the stretch, I’m asking if you would like it if it hurts a little.” 

 

Regulus mumbled nonsense for a few seconds to bide himself from time before he answered. “I like it sometimes.” 

 

“When has it hurt?” Leo’s voice blanketed the room in silence, save Logan’s panting, catching his breath while Leo was distracted from making him fall apart from the inside out with pleasure alone. His vibrant eyes were sharp, meeting Regulus’ and not letting his gaze go. 

 

“What?” Regulus breathed. Finn backed up, leaning so he was no longer looming over Regulus but sitting back on his legs again. 

 

“We haven’t meant for it to hurt. When has it hurt, Regulus?” Leo still didn’t move from where he was but it felt like he was right in front of him, staring him down for an answer. 

 

“Not often, just sometimes–” 

 

“When?” 

 

“I can’t remember specifically right now,” Regulus exclaimed. These really weren’t interrogation conditions he was under, he was slightly distracted and still trying to catch up as to how dirty talk had become a serious conversation. “I like it and it’s not even a quarter of the time, there’s no need for this.”

 

Leo’s look at being told that had Regulus falling silent again. 

 

“It hurting a bit when Finn took your virginity is understandable but you should have told us every time since that it did.” 

 

“If I had a problem with it, I would have mentioned it, Leo.” Logan and Finn met each other’s eye across the room at the agitated snap in Regulus’ tone.

 

“That’s not the point–” 

 

“Would you just drop it? I can make my own choices about how I want to be fucked, Leo. Arrête d'être ridicule.” Leo said nothing, simply staring back at Regulus for a few seconds before lowering Logan to his feet, making sure he was steady and his sweats were pulled securely over his hips before he let him go fully. Regulus would've been amused by how stunned he seemed at his clap-back were it not for the dark spark in his eye.

 

“Let him up, Harz.” Finn stood, earning another huff from Regulus at the knowledge that this wasn’t going to be dropped. He turned over, sitting on the bed, raising his brows expectantly at Leo when he said nothing. His eyes flashed at the attitude behind the gesture, grabbing a set of keys from the small table by the door. “Come on, Regulus.” 

 

“Where are we going?” He snapped.

 

“To the other room.” 

 

“Wh–” Leo stalked across the room in alarmingly few strides, pulling Regulus to the edge of his bed by his ankle before slinging him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Leo!” 

 

“We’ll be back soon,” Leo said to Finn and Logan, stood together with deliberately blank expressions as Leo flung the door open and exited the room with Regulus still protesting from behind him. The door closed with a comically quiet click. 

 

“I’m going to guess that that sex isn’t going to be slow or sweet,” Finn pointed out. 

 

Logan sighed wistfully, leaning back against his chest. “I love angry sex.” 

 

Finn chuckled, kissing his cheek. “Tell me you spilled coffee on one of my books or something. I’ll see what I can do.” Logan laughed as he and Finn tumbled atop the bedsheets, chuckling into each other’s mouths with full knowledge that one way or another, everyone would be thoroughly de-stressed for their game later. 

 

-

 

“Leo, put me down!”

 

The keys clattered against the table in an identical room from the one they had just left. Regulus bounced when Leo deposited him on the bed. 

 

“If you were with Lo–”

 

“What are you on about?” 

 

Leo’s next words were almost silent. “You say ‘Yes, Sir’ or ‘No, Sir’ unless I ask you something that needs a longer answer. So help me God, Regulus, if you back-chat me one more time.” Sir. Dear god, Regulus was in trouble. He stayed silent, staring up at Leo with his hands behind him, keeping him propped up as Leo stood at the edge of the bed. Leo continued after several long moments. “If you were with Lo and he told you it was hurting him, what would you do?” 

 

Regulus glared at Leo until it became clear Leo was more than happy to stay in this silent stand-off until he answered, game be damned. “I’d stop.” Leo’s jaw ticked. “Sir.” 

 

“And if he asked you to go slower to give him more time to adjust?” 

 

“I’d go slower, Sir.” 

 

“If he made any indication he was in pain when you were fucking him?” 

 

“I’d ask if he was okay, Sir.” Regulus’ voice was glum as Leo clearly built up to making a point. 

 

“And you’d want him to tell you the truth, wouldn’t you?” 

 

“Well, there wouldn’t be much point in asking if he was going to lie to me.” Leo turned away, walking to the door but not reaching for the handle. His shoulders were so tense with frustration it looked like he was shaking. He turned again to look at Regulus from across the room. Regulus’ stomach tightened almost painfully, drowned by a wave of arousal so large he struggled to breathe around it. 

 

“You would want him to tell you the truth.” Leo’s voice was deep with a combination of anger and arousal of his own, his cock hard enough to make a vulgar tent in the front of his sweatpants. “Wouldn’t you?” 

 

“Yes, Sir,” Regulus bit out. 

 

“Close your eyes.” Regulus raised his brow again, more in sheer confusion than rebuttal this time. “Don’t make me tell you again.” He closed his eyes. 

 

“Imagine if Lo were underneath you. He’s already worked up, panting, he’s got that cute flush up his neck and on his cheeks.” That alone was enough to have Regulus twitching between his legs with how worked up he was himself. “He’s opened up, grabbing at your hips to pull you in, letting out little whimpers as he begs you to put your dick inside him.” Regulus’ fingers tightened on the bedsheet, his chest hitching as he leaked into his sweats, having forgone boxers that morning. He could picture it so easily, with so much detail he could almost feel Logan’s fingers digging into his side. “You give him what he wants, you push inside of him. He’s moaning, whining and thanking you, squeezing around you to make you feel good even before you’re properly inside of him.” Regulus’ mouth dropped open, his hips twitching up like he would be inside of him if he just pushed up. A soft moan echoed from his own throat. “He moans with every move you make, shaking as he gets close, clinging onto you like he never wants you to pull out.” Regulus could feel Logan’s curls against his cheek, his nails digging into his back. “And the whole time, it stings every time you move inside him.” Regulus’ eyes blinked open of their own accord. “He enjoys every second but it hurts, even if only a little bit, and he decided not to tell you.” His heart sank so fast it felt like it would bounce back up his throat. “What? Does that not appeal to you anymore?” 

 

“Leo–” 

 

“Yes or No, Sir,” Leo bit out. 

 

“Sir,” was all Regulus breathed out. Leo was in front of him in a split second, bringing with him a breeze of aftershave. 

 

Leo grabbed his face, his hand gentle considering the tightness in his features as he made him look up at him. 

 

“I enjoy hurting you, with your permission. ” Regulus went to open his mouth. “Consent goes both ways. You agree to do it and so do I. It’s the same with pain. You consent to me hurting you, I consent to doing it. I can’t fucking do that if I don’t know I’m hurting you, can I?” 

 

“No, Sir,” Regulus mumbled, a hint of snipe to his voice lingering purely in response to Leo’s tone and the feeling of his hand still imprinted in his ankle. When they were less annoyed with one another, he would have to give him the green light to do that whenever he pleased. Nonetheless, Leo’s point settled home as they looked at each other in silence. “I’m sorry.” 

 

“Don’t be sorry, just–” Leo’s face was suddenly inches from his, his eyes fluttering closed as his nose brushed Regulus’. “Be honest.” 

 

“I was honest. When Finn asked,” Regulus pointed out.  

 

Leo’s eyes opened again, his throat bobbing with a heavy swallow. “You like it sometimes.” 

 

“Yes, Sir.” Regulus’ chest was still heaving, unable to catch his breath with Leo so close - that particular side effect of having him as a boyfriend had not yet worn off. 

 

Leo tilted his head up, taking Regulus’ bottom lip into his mouth slowly. He seemed to draw the little breath Regulus did have from his mouth with every gentle suck he gave his lip, the motion doing wonders to make Regulus fight to not squirm at the sensitivity. 

 

“Leo,” he whimpered, the word slipping out of its own accord.

 

“Quoi?” He whispered back, letting Regulus’ lip spring from between his own. His hand slid down from where he had been holding Regulus’ face steady to loop around the front of his neck. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he crooned teasingly, although his thumb brushed over his pulse point in an affectionate gesture. “Am I being ridiculous again, baby?” 

 

Regulus mulled over his choices between one breath and the next - his mouth was moving already, making the decision for him. “Seems to be a theme for you today,” he agreed dryly. 

 

Leo’s lips quirked into a, slightly feral, smile, his eyes meeting Regulus’ before dipping down to his mouth again a second before his hand tightened around his throat, pulling him close for a proper kiss this time - deep and full of tongue. But short. He let him go, stepping back when Regulus’ hands subconsciously moved to hook onto his sweats and bring him close again. 

 

“Get on your knees.” He nodded his head to the space he had made between himself and where Regulus was still perched where he had been thrown on the edge of the bed. Regulus opened his mouth but Leo was waiting for it, cutting him off with a disproving shake of his head and an even more disproving hum. “You’ve got me all wrong, sweetheart. You’ve got two choices for the rest of the afternoon: colour out or do as you’re told. Nix the running commentary.” Regulus seemed frozen on the outside, blinking up at Leo silently, but, on the inside, he was streaking through the streets screaming with pure joy that his boyfriends were the hottest men alive. “Now get on your knees or I’ll put you on your knees.” Regulus swallowed around nothing, his dry throat scratching a little as he slid, his legs like jelly, to kneel before Leo. “You want some water before, princess?” Leo asked, his thumb smoothing across his temple. Regulus just nodded, accepting the complimentary bottle that had come in the small refrigerator in the room, gulping down some before handing it back, Leo drinking some himself before recapping it and throwing it onto the bed. 

 

He said nothing, simply looking down at Regulus again for a moment before reaching back to tug his shirt over his head, effectively short-circuiting Regulus’ thoughts. Leo was long anyway, all strong, long legs then miles of torso. But from this angle? Looking up from sitting back on his heels at his feet? Infinitely longer. 

 

Pushing the band of his sweats down just enough so he could give himself some relief from the constant pressure around his cock, Leo stepped forwards, adding an appraising hum when Regulus didn’t move to try to take him into his mouth. Finally, he seemed to be in a listening mood. Swallowing his own moan at the feeling, Leo let the damp head of his cock drag over Regulus’ lips, smearing wetness across them as he peered up at him, his grey eyes already blown. 

 

“Lick it off.” A muscle in Leo’s thigh jumped when the tip of his tongue brushed against him as he cleaned his lips. “Good boy,” he praised, his voice a low groan. 

 

“If that’s all it takes to get that reaction, this is going to be quick. Could you hurry it up? The boys would’ve barely gotten started by now, I can ask if they’d be willing to fuck me properly.” 

 

Regulus’ eyes glinted with excitement when Leo processed his words, looking down at him without moving his neck, his eyes lingering on his docile form at his feet even as his words held nothing but bratty quips and goading. 

 

“Get up on the bed, then. If you’re so impatient.” Regulus, for once, scrambled to do as he was told, kneeling in the centre of the bed, his hands delicately resting atop his thighs as he waited for Leo’s next move. “Get undressed and on your stomach, knees underneath you.” Leo shed the rest of his clothes slowly, resulting in a pile of them nearby and Regulus on the bed, once again, exactly as he had been told to do. 

 

He moaned softly when Leo dipped to kiss the back of his neck, the notch at the top of his spine, every bump and dip as he made his way slowly down his back. Leo forced himself not to smile at the hesitancy with which Regulus was leaning into the pleasure it brought him, half-expecting a punishment or chastisement to come as a consequence for his words. At the first brush of his tongue against his rim and the following no-less-than entirely enthusiastic few minutes of him opening him up around his tongue first, then one, two, and three fingers, Regulus was as relaxed as he was ever going to get with so much pleasure shooting through his body. 

 

“Merde ,” Regulus moaned out, the hotel sheets tangled in his fist as he writhed beneath him.

 

“You gonna come, darlin’?” Leo mumbled, continuing the movements of his fingers inside him even as he pulled away to speak. 

 

“Can I?” Leo made no effort to dampen his smirk. 

 

“Of course you can, baby. That’s what I’m aiming for. Come for me, princess, I’ve got you.” Regulus visibly started with surprise at the confirmation but, considering the circumstances, decided not to ponder too much on it, especially not when Leo’s tongue rejoined his fingers, drawing his orgasm out of him regardless of his second-guessings. “There you go,” Leo chuckled, his lips leaving a trail of heat up his body when he traced them all the way back to his ear, pecking his temple while he was there. “Do you want me to go and get some lube or do you want spit?” 

 

“Spit,” Regulus answered instantly, still breathless and panting. 

 

“Okay, change of question: will you be okay with just spit or do you need lube?” Wants and what was actually feasible sometimes didn’t coincide as being the same thing, particularly not where Regulus and Logan were concerned, not with their imaginations. 

 

“Spit is fine,” Regulus agreed, his voice whiny as he squirmed beneath him, more than able to feel the burning length of Leo’s cock pressing hard against the small of his back as he held himself up above him. “I like it when it hurts a bit, remember.” 

 

“I do remember,” Leo drawled. “I also remember you only liking it ‘sometimes’.” 

 

“This is one of those times,” Regulus replied instantly, wriggling beneath him again. “Come on,” he urged. 

 

“Alright, alright,” Leo placated him with a smile in his voice. Regulus’ body lurched with a keen when Leo audibly spat into his hand, the slick sound of him coating himself in it loud in the otherwise silent room - silent apart from a muffled cry of pleasure from the wall they shared with the next room. Regulus’ short giggle at it had Leo’s cock jumping in his hand, the sound sending a shiver down his spine. “You ready, honey?” He buried a kiss into the curls that wound around Regulus’ ear. 

 

“Mhm,” Regulus breathed, lying his cheek against the pillow again, arching his hips up until he met Leo’s skin. 

 

Leo stayed slow even as his eyes squeezed shut tight for a brief moment when his tip slipped inside of him. He scanned the side of Regulus’ face, the muscles in his shoulders, his hands, that would show him if ‘hurts a bit’ became ‘hurts too much’. That didn’t come, however, Regulus’ eyes squeezing shut as his mouth parted into a breathy moan, his hands tightening in the sheets beside where Leo’s palm was pressed to keep him upright. “Bien?” He asked when Regulus’ slim fingers were suddenly wrapped tight around his wrist. 

 

“Oui,” Regulus whined. “C’est parfait.” 

 

Well alright then. Leo couldn’t silence his trembling breath when he bottomed out inside him, their hips pressed flush as Regulus pulsed around him to accommodate the stretch. A smile spread across Regulus’ lips at the sound, easing some of Leo’s lingering frustration with him. At the end of the day, Bratty Regulus appeared once in a blue moon, ‘Aims-to-Please-and-be-Praised-Constantly’ Regulus was the type of sub he remained underneath all of today’s back-chat and narrowed eyes.

 

“It isn’t uncomfortable for you?” 

 

Leo pulled a face at the back of his head. “Uncomfortable wasn’t the first word I’d use, baby,” he chuckled, still stationary inside of him as he let him adjust gradually. 

 

“There’s such a thing as too tight, non?” 

 

“There is, but you aren’t. This is–” How do you even describe that? “Parfait,” he copied. 

 

“You can move,” was Regulus’ response to that.

 

Leo eased himself out then back in shallowly a few times, his fingers copying Regulus’ before and digging mercilessly into the covers, Regulus’ hand still looped around his wrist. He fucked into him slowly, almost lazily until Regulus had lost all his patience and had begun to fuck back onto him, rolling his hips to take him in deeper whenever he refused to bottom out purely to bug him. With a low chuckle, Leo balanced his other hand on the headboard, giving himself leverage before he bucked his hips roughly into him. Regulus’ cry was immediate. 

 

“Yes.” 

 

“Oh is that what you wanted?” Leo drawled, humour dripping from his tone as sweat slid down his back. He built up a brutal pace, balancing force and speed to have Regulus lurching with each thrust while also not able to recover from that before the next one came a second after. 

 

“T–Too–” Regulus choked around his words, replacing them instead with moans and cries punched from him. 

 

“Too? Slow? Not a proper enough fucking for you?” 

 

“Too good,” he panted out, pressing his forehead against Leo’s wrist as his body continued shifting constantly with Leo’s movements. 

 

“I’ll have to work on that,” Leo mused. 

 

“Is– Is this where you tell me I’m not allowed to come again?” 

 

“Oh, angel, if you try and keep your orgasm from me, we’re going to have problems. You’re going to come for me soon, aren’t you?” Regulus’ face was flushed, his hair plastered to his temples and the back of his neck. He simply nodded frantically. “You can touch yourself, baby. Whatever you want.” Regulus’ hesitancy was back, his hand lingering before he lifted his torso as best he could to snake his other hand between his legs to wrap around himself. He jerked himself off, gradually increasing his speed when he realised Leo really was being serious and wasn’t going to punish him. 

 

His orgasm crashed over him with the brush of Leo’s teeth against the back of his neck. He was still mumbling quietly to him when his hearing had come back to him, blinking his eyes open slowly, Leo motionless but still hard and throbbing inside of him. 

 

“‘M okay, you can carry on,” he mumbled. 

 

“I don’t need to carry on, baby,” Leo whispered back, kissing his cheekbone and sliding out of him, his cock audibly slapping against his stomach as it sprung up between them. 

 

“Quoi? Did you come?” Regulus blinked. He definitely couldn’t feel anything inside of him. 

 

“No, baby, I don’t need to come.” He thought about that for a second as Leo disappeared, the bathroom tap running briefly before he was back, cleaning his own cum from his inner thighs but not Leo’s running out of him. 

 

“Quoi?” Regulus repeated, shifting so he was propped on shaking arms to look at Leo. He was still definitely hard. 

 

“Come on, honey. Let's go back to the boys.” Leo helped a dazed Regulus into Leo’s sweats, baggy and loose around his hips even with being rolled a few times at the waistband. Leo just threw his boxers back on. Their floor would be empty and as long as he wasn’t walking around completely naked, he didn’t particularly care. He did keep Regulus in front of him as they headed back into the other room. Despite the supposed poor quality of the cameras at the end of the hall, the tent in his boxers was so obscene it could have possibly been seen from space. He wasn’t fussed about people’s opinions but he didn’t really care for his mother to check her phone the next morning to see her son’s pixelated tented boner splashed across news articles for the world to see. 

 

“Did you not let him come?” Logan chuckled from his spot curled naked against Finn’s chest, the sheets a tangled disaster around them, when Regulus simply stood where Leo had guided him to stand inside the room before turning and whacking the back of his hand against the torso with an indignant huff. 

 

“He came twice, actually,” Leo pointed out. “Not the everyday orgasms either by the looks of it.” 

 

“Why didn’t you come?” Regulus asked, his arms folded over his chest with a look as infuriated as he could manage with his thighs still trembling minutely. 

 

Logan and Finn’s looks were also baffled. Leo being the one apparently getting punished was definitely not on their guesses for what they had gotten up to. 

 

“I don’t need to come, baby. I was more bothered about you coming.” Regulus just stared at him blankly before his brows furrowed with confusion, turning silently to Logan and Finn. Finn seemed to catch on to what Leo was aiming for, looking at him to check and earning a shrug of his shoulder. Finn’s brows rose with admiration at his ingenuity at evading any sort of punishment Regulus may have been expecting. Leo liked doling out punishments when they were earned…Regulus really must have pushed his buttons if he was bypassing one of the more enjoyable ones for a more serious option – a punishment that Regulus genuinely wouldn’t like to teach him a lesson.

 

Putting Bratty Regulus aside, the most horrible thing for a ‘Loves to Please’ sub was exactly the opposite: being denied the chance to please their dom, especially if they had been allowed to come despite misbehaving. 

 

Finn couldn’t contain his impressed laugh. From the displeased look on Regulus’ face, the punishment was working wonderfully.

 

“What are you laughing at? Do you know what the hell he’s doing?” Regulus asked instantly, climbing onto the bed to kneel before them, Leo leaning against the wall nearby with his arms folded over his chest and chuckling himself at their interaction. 

 

“He made you come, baby. He was nothing but nice, wasn’t he?” Finn pointed out. 

 

“Oui, he was but–” Regulus straightened on his knees, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. “He was,” he mumbled. “Too nice, why were you being so nice even though I’d been,” Regulus cut himself off, unsure how exactly to summarise his brattiness in a word other than ‘bratty’. 

 

“I’d say you were being ridiculous but, no, apparently, that was me,” Leo commented in a low voice, his cock still tenting his boxers, no less aroused despite the languishing conversation. 

 

“Would you have chosen to not come, if you were given the choice?” Finn asked.

 

“Of course not–”

 

“Exactly. You get to make your own choices about how you want to be fucked, don’t you? And you got what you wanted.” Finn’s words echoed in Regulus’ mind, bringing back his own voice from earlier. I can make my own choices about how I want to be fucked, Leo.

 

Thinking back…maybe he’d been leaning from bratty sub to disrespectful sub…just a little. 

 

“Besides,” Leo began, his shoulders shifting although his arms remained crossed over his bare chest, “I was more preoccupied with making you come. God forbid you would’ve had to come and ask Harzy or Lo for a ‘proper fucking’, as you put it.” 

 

Finn’s eyes slid over from Leo’s half-amused, half-purposefully blank face, to meet Regulus’ eye at Leo’s words. 

 

You can’t have expected to get away with saying that without any punishment, could you, baby?

 

“This is a stupid punishment,” Regulus declared, turning to face Leo. “Do you want to come over here or should I come over there?” Regulus asked. 

 

Leo just flicked a brow at him. With a huff, Regulus rose, his legs slightly more stable although not by much, as he stood before Leo, glaring up at him as he hooked his fingers into his waistband.

 

“What do you think you’re doing?” Leo asked calmly, looking down as Regulus slid his hand into his boxers to wrap around his cock, surprised at the sheer amount of heat coming from him. Leo’s face didn’t so much as twitch with a reaction to the touch. 

 

“Getting you off.” Regulus’ breath rushed from him when Leo’s hand was wrapping around his wrist one second and he was being pushed back against the wall in the next. 

 

“No you aren't.” Regulus brows drew in the centre with frustration. 

 

“Yes,” he argued, trying to wriggle his wrists from his grip. 

 

“No,” Leo replied, still deathly calm. 

 

“Why?” 

 

“You haven't been too bothered about being good for me for most of today. Why are you so desperate to be now?” 

 

“This isn't about me being good, this is–” Regulus fell silent again when he realised he had no other substitute for that either. “So you just aren't going to come?” 

 

“No, maybe. I haven't decided yet. I'll have to see if our boyfriends are willing to help.”

 

Regulus shifted in Leo's hold as he thought about it. “Yellow.” 

 

“Mon amour,” Leo whispered, releasing his wrists, instead holding either side of Regulus’ face at the gentle shine of frustrated tears in his eyes. He kissed him softly. “It's alright. What's up?”

 

“I don't– I feel weird that I'm not gonna make you come. You made me feel good, I want to make you feel good.” 

 

“I know, baby. That's why it's a punishment. Because you aren't getting what you want. If it's too much, you can red, of course you can. But that's the point I'm making with it.” Leo explained, making sure Regulus knew he wasn't just mindlessly being cruel without reason. 

 

Regulus looked at him for a moment then ducked under his jaw for a close hug, sighing into the feeling of Leo's arms strong around him. 

 

“Green,” he mumbled. “This is a proper-proper punishment, huh?”

 

“Yeah, baby. You know why?”

 

“I pushed it a bit far.” 

 

“I'm not a hard dom, honey. I like when you brat and kickback, you know I do. I like putting you in your place and you like it when I do that too,” Leo chuckled, nosing ticklishly at Regulus’ ear. “But I've still got limits for what I'll tolerate with nice punishments before I start using ones that don't have any parts to them that you enjoy.” 

 

“Can I make it up to you later? Please?” He asked, his voice almost silent. 

 

“Once you’ve done your punishment, you know it’s water under the bridge, baby,” Leo said tenderly, kissing the slight crease at the corners of Regulus’ eyes. 

 

“I know. But can I do it anyway?” 

 

“‘Course, bug,” Leo agreed, kissing him, slow and languid for a few minutes until he felt Regulus relax fully. 

 

“Come sit with me, sweetie,” Finn called from the bed. Logan was rising while Finn held out his arms. Logan kissed him sweetly when they passed each other, playfully squeezing the muscle of his ass as well, drawing a shy laugh from Regulus. 

 

“You’ve got the will of an ox to pull out of him while he was coming,” Logan said quietly to Leo when he reached him. 

 

“Don’t. I thought about caving at least six times.” 

 

Logan chuckled, pressing up onto his toes to bring Leo’s mouth down to his. “Lean against the wall,” he mumbled into his mouth. “You’ll need the support.” With that, and Leo obliging with his request, Logan sank to his knees, wasting no time with pulling his boxers down with the movement. “Serious willpower,” he said again at the sight of how hard he was, wetting his palm with spit to jerk him off with strong, steady strokes. His lips wrapping around his tip, followed by the laving of his tongue around it, forcing a twitch from Leo’s hips, his head knocking back against the wall.  

 

“No fuss,” he instructed, Logan following his orders and bobbing his head and jerking his hand in tandem, breathing through every potential gag when Leo entered his throat a little with each movement. “That’s it, such a good boy for me.” Logan hummed appreciatively at the praise sending pleasant shivers down his spine. “I’m not going to last much longer, don’t choke,” he muttered in warning. Logan gladly drank down the, frankly alarming, amount of cum he was able to produce considering his activities since, well, pretty much the moment they woke up that morning. 

 

“You’re going to have to work for cum later, princess,” Logan chuckled. “After three orgasms, I think even Peanut will be struggling.” 

 

“Doubting my libido, baby?” Leo teased breathlessly, lifting him from his knees and carrying him over to the bed with his arms around his waist, Logan laughing all the while. 

 

“I’m doubting your body’s general ability to keep up with you. We’re getting older, you know. Can’t be young and virile forever.” 

 

“I’ll be sure to remind you of that comment every time I prove you wrong,” Leo chuckled along with the rest of them, kissing Logan’s neck tenderly. “Come on, cuddle then I suppose we’ll have to shower.” 

 

“Please tell me we can sleep for a while before we do that?” 

 

“‘Course, princess. Close your eyes, I’ll wake you up with enough time to get ready for the game,” Finn promised, kissing the top of Regulus’ head when he snuggled further into his chest. Leo draped one of the blankets that had previously been at the foot of the bed and was now in a pile on the floor over Regulus, himself and Logan cuddling up under it as well, Logan’s cheek pressed against the side of Finn’s ribs and Leo behind him. 

 

-

 

“Views like this were torture before we got together, you know that?” 

 

Leo turned his head from where he was stretching in his underarmour on the floor of the rink’s away-game stalls, to see what Regulus was talking about. When he realised he was talking about him , he dipped his head, a rare flush stretching up his neck as he laughed. 

 

“Were they now?” 

 

“Mhm,” Regulus agreed, biting his lip as Leo shifted to have his legs in a ‘V’ before him, leaning to stretch his legs and warm up each hip joint. “I swear sometimes it felt purposeful that you’d always end up stretching right in front of where I was or where I was going to be.” 

 

Leo’s laughter filled the room once more. “That’s because it was.” 

 

“I knew it,” Regulus gasped, a smile on his own features. 

 

“I told him to just start shedding clothes every time he came into the lockers when you were there,” Logan announced, coming in and holding out a slice of toast for Leo to bite a piece off, coming over to Regulus sat in his stall and doing the same with him. 

 

“I think I would’ve had a heart attack,” Regulus grumbled around his mouthful of bread. 

 

“Why are you dying?” Remus asked, toweling his hair messily. 

 

“If Leo would’ve taken Lo’s advice and just started getting naked in front of me to see if I had a crush on them.” 

 

“Well, die as you might, it would’ve been a damn good way of checking,” Remus admitted. 

 

“Thank you!” Logan exclaimed, crumbs flying everywhere as he did as they all started actually getting their gear on, rolls of tape being chucked around the room already.

 

“Right, Lions! Everyone get your gear on and your balls tucked in tight because this one’s going to be a hell of a game to kick off the year.” The roars that answered Coach Weasley’s 

words were deafening, the lockers filled with slamming and sticks hitting the sides of their stalls. “What do you say we give ‘em a good reason to fear red and gold?” The Cubs grinned at each other as they cheered again in reply, the electricity flowing through the room getting their adrenaline pumping and their hair standing on end. “Let’s get to it then!” Coach howled, the boys lining up and racing down the straight to the ice, Sirius tapping and encouraging each of them as they went – a true Captain. 

 

“Let’s go get them, hey petit frère?”

 

-

 

The first period passed with little fanfare – James scored a beautiful sneaky goal in the first six minutes but it was quickly followed with one, rather impressive honestly, goal from one of the Ravenclaws not long after. Coach put Regulus on for the second. He joined Sirius with a hefty shoulder bump that got the crowd roaring and the commentators and cameras all focused on the brotherly love. 

 

It was during the fourteenth minute of the second period that things started getting…hairy. 

 

Leo was cutting his line rhythmically, focused entirely on that and his posts as the Refs argued back-and-forth with Sirius about a hit between Talker and one of the more vigorous Ravenclaw players. A large shadow suddenly blocked his view of his line, Leo rising to his full height to see it was one of the newer Ravenclaw players - Marcus Hitchin. 

 

The man, and his sneer, had barely gotten out three words of what Leo had interpreted wasn’t a friendly conversation before he was shooting across the ice, on his ass. 

 

“Get away from my fucking goalie,” Regulus snarled, having come to a stop a foot or so before Leo. Leo angled himself away from where he knew one of the cameras was positioned at the glass lest the violent swoop of his stomach show on his face. “You okay? What’d he want?” Regulus asked. 

 

Leo couldn’t stop a crooked smile from spreading across his face. “I don’t know, he didn’t get many words out before you showed up.” 

 

“Good. New players with no respect. You don’t get in the goalie’s face, especially not for no reason. You had nothing to do with that hit between Talker and Hilliard.” 

 

The cameras, a glance up at the large screens hanging from the ceiling of the rink told Leo, didn’t catch Leo’s panic but they were certainly capturing the furious look on Regulus face as he glared at Hitchin as he skated past them again, rather sheepishly holding his shoulder. 

 

“As we saw last season with Captain Black tossing the gloves to defend the honour of fiance, number 6, Remus Lupin on the ice. Baby Black is more than willing to do the same for his lovers.” 

 

“Lovebirds, hey, what can you do with ‘em?” 

 

“I’ll tell you what though, if I was in his position, not sending him head-first into the boards was the nice thing to do.” 

 

The commentary brought a, however slightly exasperated, smile to Regulus face that Leo shared. They shared a tap of helmets as Sirius finally stopped debating with the Ref, Regulus skirting past the bench to tell Logan and Finn that all was fine before he took up his position again. 

 

Get away from my fucking goalie. 

 

Leo dipped his head again as his stomach and heart flip-flopped in tandem. Giddy was always weird for Leo but he figured he could allow it this time. 

 

His fucking goalie.  

 

God, he loved his boyfriends. 

 

-

 

Leo’s foot tapped against the carpeted floor of the lift, the floors beeping past them on the screen above the door. Regulus was still lightly scowling, his brows furrowed in the centre, tight lines appearing above his top lip - he had been that way since the second period and, although it had relaxed a little with time and the fact they had won against the Ravenclaws 3-2, his frustration still very clearly remained. 

 

Relaxing against the bed as night fully settled in, their bodies taking the chance to relax after being worked hard that day for several reasons, Regulus’ demeanour gradually softened as Logan read aloud. His head was pillowed on Leo’s outstretched calves, Logan tucked under his arm at the top of the bed while Finn half-dozed with his face buried in Regulus’ stomach. 

 

When Logan had been reading for about an hour, Regulus gently roused Finn, guiding him to the head of the bed next to Logan, considering he was already snuggled up. 

 

“We’ll see you in the morning,” he mumbled into Finn’s hairline once he was curled against Logan’s side. 

 

“Love you,” Finn grumbled. 

 

“Love you more.” He kissed his temple once more, leaning over him to kiss Logan sweetly several times before he and Leo grabbed their phones and headed over to the next room. There was nothing in their bags they would need before the morning with their toothbrushes shoved back into their duffels as soon as they had used them once they had got back to the hotel room, more than ready to be curling on top of the bed with one another. 

 

“I should’ve sent him into the boards.” 

 

Leo, stood at the side of the bed to get rid of the few decorative pillows, stared over it at Regulus, who was shoving the covers down with more force than was necessary. 

 

“That really riled you up, huh?” 

 

Regulus huffed a little. “Obviously,” he grumbled. “Coming after the goalie for no fucking reason when you’ve been on your team for all of five minutes is just unsportsmanlike.” 

 

“Flitwick was laying into him as they came off the ice after the game. He didn’t seem too happy about his conduct either.” Leo slid into the, only slightly crumpled, sheets to join Regulus. 

 

“Good. He earned it.” Regulus leaned up, flicking off the lamp to send the room into darkness, laying back down with a huff. He rolled onto his side after a moment to face where Leo was already looking through the dark at the murky outline of him. “How tired are you?”

 

“I could be tempted to stay awake for a while,” Leo replied, his stomach swooping again like it had done on the ice. 

 

Regulus’ arm slid beneath his neck as he crowded up against his front, pressing him to lie on his back as their lips met in a desperate tangle of teeth and muffled pants. Sliding his hand appreciatively down the front of Leo’s torso, Regulus wasted no time in slipping his hand beneath the worn basketball shorts he had thrown on for bed. 

 

With his head leaning back in the crook of Regulus’ arm at his warm touch, Leo’s throat was attacked by nipping teeth and possessive lips as hardened fully so quickly he was dizzy. 

 

“Tu es à nous ,” Regulus whispered into his skin. 

 

“Of course I am,” Leo panted, his hips twitching up into Regulus’ fist, his hands tight-fisted in the back of Regulus’ thin sleep shirt. “Of course. Dieu, Reg,” he moaned. 

 

“Please,” Regulus breathed, his forehead pressed against the rapid beat of Leo’s pulse in his neck. “Please come for me.” 

 

“Kiss me.” Leo came smothering his moans into Regulus’ lips, his hips thrusting up into the tight circle of Regulus’ fist, riding out his orgasm with twitching muscles and little more than a few spurts of cum streaking across Regulus’ hand. “Merde,” Leo panted, boneless against the mattress. 

 

Regulus peppered kisses along Leo’s chest, withdrawing his hand and making little fanfare of licking the cum from his skin, settling Leo’s shorts back into place. 

 

“Feel better?” Leo asked, his heart slowing to a more steady rhythm. Regulus just nodded, letting Leo draw him into the circle of his arms, his temple resting against Leo’s jaw. Apart from a slight swell between his own legs, Regulus seemed in no mind to have Leo reciprocate the impromptu affection, more than content where he was as his shoulders untensed the longer he lay against Leo. 

 

“I really didn’t like that he was in your face.” 

 

“I noticed,” Leo chuckled quietly. “But he barely got a word out before you came to rescue me, I was fine.” 

 

“Don’t tease me,” Regulus grumbled. 

 

“I’m not,” Leo replied honestly. “Truly. I’m grateful you were there so it didn’t mess up the rest of my game.” And what a game it had been, Leo had been saving shots left and right – good shots too, if they had to give credit where it was due. 

 

“‘M here to protect you as much as you’re here to protect me,” Regulus said after a moment’s silence. 

 

“I know you are,” Leo said quietly, sleep tugging at him with all the hormones calming his body and mind. “Husband duties like that are important.” The last thing Leo felt was Regulus’ smile against his skin and a fluttered kiss to the base of his neck. 

Notes:

Just wanted to share some love and appreciation for all the kudos and comments, they really are the most wonderful little pick-me-ups and give me so much motivation to get writing <3 THANK YOU! 🌸