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Part 4
*
Nino stared at the sign, which was taped to the window in the door but wasn't large enough to cover it completely, then looked past it inside.
He could clearly see people in the room. The ones visible through the slit of window were all usual people who were there for the morning meeting, and they were all very carefully looking anywhere but in his direction.
"Should we knock?" Ohno wondered.
Despite hating not knowing what was going on, Nino said airily, "Let's not give them the satisfaction." Even so he tried the handle as quietly as he could before they walked away. Given the manner of the agents inside, he was not surprised when it was locked.
Just from reading it, Room 412 wasn't one Nino recognized, but it was easy enough to find since the rooms were numbered by floor. He and Ohno walked there hand-in-hand, and it was a little thrilling to be skipping the morning meeting in favor of some mystery plan in a mystery room, all while he got to be with Ohno and get paid at the same time.
Room 412 was, perhaps inevitably, the conference room in which Ohno had nearly kissed him those years ago, the one in which Ohno had confessed about his first sexual experience and cried in Nino's arms.
This time Nino knocked, more to irritate whoever was waiting for them than because he thought he needed to. Beside him, Ohno looked bewildered but willing to go with the flow.
The door opened to reveal Aiba's smiling face.
"Come in, come in!" he said cheerfully, ushering them in when they didn't comply at once. "I'm just helping Sho-chan get set up, though I've gotta hurry or I'll be late to--um."
"The morning meeting?" Nino said dangerously, but his eyes had already gone to the front of the room to find Sho standing there next to the projector screen, looking nervous.
Nino was confused and a little irritated, but neither of those emotions were enough that he wanted to do anything to heighten Sho's anxiety. Instead of fussing, he merely shot Aiba a poisonous look before strolling to the head of the conference table, faced Sho from all the way across the room like some sort of fancy CEO, and sat down in the office chair like it was a throne.
Ohno hesitated by the door, but Aiba flickered his hands anxiously in Nino's direction before looking worriedly at the clock, and Ohno came to sit by Nino.
Aiba tossed something to Sho, who gave a jerky nod of thanks, and left the room at speed.
Sho cleared his throat. "Thank you for joining me at this--this morning meeting. Please give me your cooperation in making it a success." He bowed at the waist, and after a moment Nino dipped his head in reluctant acquiescence. He would at least try to listen without interrupting his weird and surprising boyfriend, and to help himself in this goal he took the hand of his other boyfriend beneath the table, which might sustain them both through the confusion.
Sho lifted the remote, then dropped it unused. "Uh, I don't get to do these morning meetings often," he said, acting like they had a full room of agents. "But today there is a mission the agen--that I am considering that is very close to my heart. I will now present the mission specifications in order to ascertain whether any agents in this room desire to undertake the challenge."
Nino rolled his eyes so hard it was surprising it wasn't audible. But he was smiling, too, because Sho was so dorky, and Nino loved him so much. He sneaked a glance at Ohno and saw Ohno was completely enraptured by Sho's absurd fake meeting already.
When he looked back, Sho's first slide--of course he'd made a powerpoint presentation for whatever this was, of course he had--was up on the screen.
It read, SS - OS - NK … Mission: Penetrative Sex.
Nino's mind went blank, then he registered that Ohno had gone very still. Ohno tripped over his words as he asked painfully, "Are you m-making fun of me?"
"No!" Sho said at once, dropping the remote. "Um, agents… Agent Ohno, please, let me present the mission before you decide whether you'd like to participate."
Ohno didn't say anything. After a moment, Sho retrieved the remote and clicked for the next slide.
It was blank. Sho took in their expressions, then turned to look, and when he saw there was nothing he cursed.
Nino said, "Agent Ohno, I'm not sure this guy is competent enough to lead a mission."
Sho turned on him, face upset, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He started talking again before he opened his eyes.
"Look. This is only an idea. I thought it might help us to talk about this, and I thought since you were used to discussing things this way, it'd make it easier."
Ohno pointed one finger at the projector screen. "I don't like that this exists. Why would you write that down in a building full of nosy secret agents?"
"Aiba-kun promised me he could keep it encrypted and delete it again like it'd never been here," Sho said firmly. "And there's more I want to propose than what you might be thinking."
Ohno was practically scary even to Nino as he said coolly, "I'm listening."
Sho warmed to his topic. "I think we should make a plan for our first time doing this, and I think it should be somewhere else, somewhere nice... like a hotel room."
Nino said under his breath, "I am not paying for this…"
"The mission is fully financed," Sho said, frowning at him, and it was that sentence, Nino saw, that had Sho getting entirely into his agency director character as he laid out his plan. "I propose we carry out this mission at a hotel room, a nice one, where we've never been before. Though this mission is, I believe, an easy win for agents as skilled as yourselves, I don't think there's anything wrong with a little style. And we might have allies--flowers? Champagne?"
"Sho-chan, what the hell kind of dramas have you been watching recently," Nino muttered, but Ohno's hand suddenly gripped down hard.
"A good first time," he said, and Nino remembered that Ohno had waited for such a long time and imagined his first time having sex would be perfect, only to have it be shit.
Sho nodded, eyes on Ohno's face. "A special one. Maybe we could dress up, go out to dinner? And then--I've been thinking. It must feel, Agent Ohno, like all your missions are new to you and we're veterans, and I've been thinking…"
"This 'Agent Ohno' thing really isn't sexy." But Nino was very quiet with this complaint, because part of him was starting to think that this was what Ohno needed. Not the mission stuff--that was baloney, and Sho was going to be teased about it forever--but the cliched trappings of romance.
What had Ohno imagined when he'd thought about his first time? Maybe, just maybe, Sho had figured some of it out before Nino had even known he should be thinking about it at all.
"I've been thinking," Sho said again, then coughed into one hand. "There's something… Um, well, I've been wondering lately how it would feel to be on the other … side of things. And I thought that if you are interested in this mission, and willing to go along with it, I could also use this opportunity to… to…"
Nino's eyes went wide as he understood. "You want me to fuck you? We've never…"
"Uh, no--I mean, yes, someday, if this mission, um, succeeds." Sho's face was very red now. "But for this one, I was hoping maybe--"
"Don't call him Agent Ohno," Nino warned, but it was too late.
"--Agent Ohno would accept this assignment with me?"
Nino looked at Ohno. Every feeling Ohno was having was visible on his face, and though Nino was a little reluctant about this fancy, expensive plan, he was more than willing to chuck all his regrets out a window if it meant the dawning pleasure in Ohno's face came to fruition.
"I could fuck you?" he asked softly, and it was weird but Nino never heard Ohno sound quite so romantic. "But I've never even--"
"Neither have I," Sho said, a little awkwardly. "But… I like the idea of it, with you, Satoshi-kun. And of course Agent Nino--oh, Agent Nino!" This last was as if Sho was seeing Nino was in the room for the first time, the jerk.
Nino stared him down. "Yes, Director Sakurai?"
"I was hoping to assign you to another important task in this mission," Sho said, a little more confidently now that he wasn't worried about making Ohno feel teased. "Since Agent Ohno and I will be nervous, would you mind joining me on a bit of a test run for him to observe?"
Nino went hot all over, understanding at once. Sho wanted to fuck him while Ohno watched, then have Ohno fuck him. All sorts of firsts, all in one night.
Suddenly Nino was feeling a little more willing to spend the money on a hotel, as long as it came from Sho's bank account.
Taking a deep breath, Nino played along for real for the first time since he'd been taken by surprise trying to go in for a normal morning meeting.
"Director Sho," he said with exaggerated respect. "You know I am always up for that task, should you choose to assign it to me."
Ohno snorted, squeezing Nino's hand again. "Director Sho," he parroted. "I accept this mission. Except only if you plan it."
Nino put in smoothly, "And plan it better than this."
"It was supposed to go better," Sho complained, smacking the remote against his thigh. The projector screen changed abruptly, perhaps skipping a slide one direction or another.
The one it settled on was a dictionary definition of the phrase penetrative sex.
"And I'm going to let this nerd fuck me," Nino said to Ohno, who snickered, but Sho was already on the phone to Aiba and muttering about aborting the mission. Nino supposed he could only be glad that Sho hadn't used the word "fornicate."
"Nope," Ohno said abruptly, and Sho looked up. "Nino, lock the door."
"Aye aye, sir!" Nino said, switching the roles without a qualm, and got it done before Sho had even hung up on Aiba.
"He's going to wipe the drive remotely," Sho said, his eyes on Ohno.
"Sho-kun. Sit down."
Helpfully, Nino rolled a chair across to Sho, who sat in it without looking away from the person who'd ordered him to do so.
Ohno walked around the table and climbed right into Sho's lap. His knees bracketed Sho's hips as his hands found Sho's shoulders, and Sho's hands came up automatically to rest on Ohno's waist.
"Sho-chan," Nino said. "How long do we have before someone comes looking for us?"
"We have time," Ohno said in a calm voice, sliding his hands up to cradle Sho's jaw. "Agent Nino locked the door, after all."
Nino grinned. "And this one doesn't even have a window!" he said happily, but the mouths of Director Sho and Agent Ohno were far too busy just then to answer.
*
Sho followed through on doing all the planning in the weeks to come, but Nino did go with Aiba to buy himself a fancy suit. Every time he came out of the dressing room in a sample he said, "Do you want to strip me out of this slowly or quickly?" and Aiba, despite only very rarely being into guys, would reply something like, "We can take it slow!" or "You're like a panther, a sexy panther," or, upon seeing the one Nino bought and had altered to fit him perfectly, "You'd better take it off fast or you'll have jizz all over it."
Nino also dropped a word in Jun's ear, and Jun took Ohno out suit shopping in turn. Ohno was sulky about it when Jun picked him up, but he came home glowing and went on a long tangent about eating hot dogs and going to an antique store where Jun had bought, Ohno said, something called a cedar shoe tree. He spent more time describing how it smelled than how it looked or what it was for, so Nino made him draw it, but when Sho came home he was more confused by the fact that Ohno and Nino didn't know what shoe trees were. Nino concluded loudly that they must only be for agency directors, upon which Sho shoved Nino off the couch.
Then came the night when Nino dressed at Aiba's, and Sho at Yoshida and Masuda's, and Ohno at home with Jun to help him, and they all met at a classy restaurant that made Nino feel kind of sick but had Ohno's eyes shining.
"Just this once," he said to Nino as they went in, and Nino nodded. He didn't think this was really Ohno's thing either, but what they were going for were the trappings, to help Ohno achieve something close to what he'd dreamed of as a starry-eyed teenager.
It seemed like Sho had tipped the restaurant staff off to their status as a trio of soulmates, which might have existed before but not that Nino knew of, so they were treated as romantic partners out on a special date just like Ohno deserved. Nino played along as suavely as he could, grinning at Ohno's endless confusion at having to taste the wine, or dip his fingertips in water, or eat sorbet between courses. Sho was in his element, having grown up in an affluent family even if he didn't see them often these days.
That was a thought for another day, because tonight was only about them.
Sho had hired a limousine to take them from the restaurant to the hotel, which was even more ridiculous than Nino had feared but made Ohno's face light up with amused excitement. They got in gingerly in their expensive suits and admired the roomy elegance and plush seats. During the drive they sipped champagne from delicate glasses, and Nino wondered if he was the only one who was already starting to get hard from anticipation.
Forget the suits, the food, the limo, the champagne, it had been months since Nino had gotten fucked, and the idea of having Ohno there only made him feel like he might come in his exquisite pants before they even made it to the room.
That wasn't even taking into account all of his emotions, which he could only hope behaved themselves on what was really Ohno's night. But it was already too much, to be with his soulmates, these people he loved so much, and not have to worry about anything but what music to listen to in the limo or whether or not to order room service at the hotel when they'd just had dinner. It hadn't been that long, after all, since he'd thought he'd never have this ease even with Sho, and to try and get a semblance of it he'd shoved his feelings for Ohno aside so ruthlessly he'd almost missed out on this even more inordinate happiness. To have chosen them and then sparked anyway was a gift, but to have experienced what came after the happily-ever-after of sparking was even more wonderful in a real, messy way.
And then they were at the hotel, then in the elevator, and Ohno looked a little nervous but clearly distracted by the ornate mirrors everywhere he turned.
"Imagine doing it in here," he whispered, like that would stop the operator in her fancy uniform from hearing when she was right there. Nino tried to laugh, but he was too busy imagining it, and he wondered how receptive Sho would be to the idea of buying a gigantic mirror just so they could watch themselves have sex in it.
Then they were in their room for the night.
Nino was sure it was absolutely amazing, but he was so busy not giving a shit that he didn't notice. He did notice that it had a bed. That the bed had rose petals on it was something he'd think about later, because right then he would've had sex with his boyfriends on that sofa Aiba'd had in college with half the springs popped out of the cushions.
"If you'll excuse me, I'll shower first," Sho said, but he hesitated like he didn't want to miss anything while he was gone.
Nino looked at him and rubbed his chin like he was thinking very hard indeed. "Director Sho," he said gravely. "Isn't that a mission we should undertake together? I bet this room has a bath the size of our apartment, after all."
"Oh good," Ohno said, coming up to slide an arm around Nino's waist. It felt different from usual since they were both wearing such expensive clothes. "I'm not sure I can get out of this suit alone."
They got Ohno out of his suit first, making sure to tease and praise him for how good he looked both in and out of it, then it was Nino's turn, and Sho took charge of properly hanging up everyone's clothes while Nino got the bath ready. It gave Ohno a little space to start washing himself on his own, which he seemed to appreciate as a moment of normalcy amid all the purposeful specialness, and then Sho came over and sat down next to him to offer to scrub his back.
Nino thought it was nice, letting Ohno know they were still them no matter what, but he still struck a ridiculous pose when he came over to Ohno's other side just to give bathing a little flourish.
The bath was heavenly, hot and fragrant and bone-meltingly relaxing. It didn't matter much, because Nino and Ohno and Sho spent all of about five minutes in it before they were ready to move from relaxing to something else entirely.
There was a moment when they got out, when Sho started towelling Ohno off and Nino joined in, and Ohno's laugh emerged from the vigorously utilized towels like he was purely happy, and everything would've been worth it just for that moment alone, Nino thought. He would've spent the money on the suit, and gotten through the fancy meal, and come all the way to this hotel room just for the sound of that laugh as Nino helped Sho fluff Ohno's hair back up into spikes.
All the same, he was really, really glad they weren't going to stop there.
When they got to the enormous bed, Nino started pulling off all the bedding except the sheets, but Ohno gave a little sigh at the wasted rose petals. Sho helped Nino flap the covers vigorously enough that at least some of the rose petals drifted down to the bed again.
Ohno grinned at them. He was naked but for a towel around his waist, and he'd been fairly self-conscious about being naked around them for long enough at the beginning that the sight of him comfortable and happy was the biggest turn-on for Nino of the whole night so far.
Then Sho pushed Nino down on the bed and reached out a hand to invite Ohno to join them, but Ohno was already clambering on up by the headboard, losing the towel as he went.
Sho looked down at Nino, eyes intent, and Nino wriggled out of his own towel before tossing it heedlessly across the room. Sho simply tugged at the knot of his until it dropped away.
Sho said to Ohno, "There's some stuff in the drawer right there, if you want to grab it," before leaning in and taking Nino's mouth like they hadn't kissed in months.
It did feel different--not because of the rose petals, or the silk sheets, or way Sho's skin smelled faintly of gardenia and honeysuckle from the bath. It felt different because of what they were going to do next, and because it was something that they hadn't done since getting together with Ohno. It felt different because Nino could hear Ohno humming to himself as he rummaged around in the drawer, and the thought of Sho preparing everything Ohno was seeing right then and making sure it got there before they did made Nino kiss him even more ardently.
When Ohno brought the unmarked bottle over, Sho moved them so they were all fully on the bed, and Nino had to admit that having silk sheets against his skin wasn't the worst feeling in the world. He had a moment's doubt about the silk and the lube together, but then he figured Sho was paying enough for this room that they could thoroughly ruin the sheets.
Then Sho was back on top of him, nudging his thighs open, but instead of kissing Nino he tugged Ohno in to kiss him instead. Nino occupied himself by stroking his fingers over Sho's soulmate mark, admiring the way the lights had been dimmed enough that the burgundy was a deep wine color but not dimmed so low Nino couldn't see every detail of Sho and Ohno kissing when he looked up.
Next thing Nino knew Sho was moving down his body, pressing kisses against him as he went, and Ohno moved shamelessly around for a better view. He ended up sprawled on his side with his head down by Nino's hips, watching as Sho wordlessly encouraged Nino to spread his legs wider by sliding forward with his shoulders between Nino's thighs.
Ohno's absorption in this meant his position was a thoughtless one, but Nino expended a lot of thought on it because it meant Ohno's own hips were up by Nino's head--and Ohno's cock was just about within reach of Nino's mouth.
He wasn't hard yet, but god, he was pretty, the curving length flushed with the head just starting to peek out, all framed by his strong thighs.
Nino licked his lips. "Oh-chan, can I?"
"Huh?" Ohno didn't turn his head at first, too busy watching Sho, who from the sound of it was coating his fingers as he got ready to open Nino up.
Nino was definitely getting hard, and all he wanted right then was to get his mouth on Ohno's pretty cock.
"Sure, yeah," Ohno said belatedly, clearly following Nino's line of sight. Nino leaned over and steadied with one hand so that he could take that first long lick. A moment after that, Sho's slick fingers were rubbing against him, making him gasp, and he heard Ohno say, "Oh wow," though he didn't know why and didn't particularly care just then.
Maybe it was because Ohno was distracted by Sho's fingers working into Nino, one by one, but he took longer to get hard than usual, and Nino took his time urging him to it, letting the weight of Ohno's dick fill his mouth as Sho got two fingers inside, tugging lightly at Ohno's balls in that way that always made him shiver as Sho started murmuring praise against his hip. Ohno was usually so quick that Nino didn't get to savor this part, and though he wasn't the type that liked to suck cock for hours or anything, he did relish the feeling of Ohno getting bigger against his tongue and how he got to hear the soft noises Ohno made as he tried to focus on Sho's movements instead of the wet heat of Nino's insistent mouth.
Sho's hands felt so good. Nino was lucky--he rather liked the overfull feeling of being prepared, and it was rarely hard for him to relax enough to enjoy things from there. It didn't hurt that Sho was attentive, and clever, and had these long, skinny fingers that seemed to find every nerve ending in Nino's body.
"I'm going to do that to you?" Ohno asked, quiet voice cutting off at the end as Nino did something particularly inspired with his tongue, and Sho made an amused, affirming noise. Nino squirmed, starting to feel impatient, and Sho, who had three fingers inside him, pressed in the tip of his pinkie just to make Nino crazy.
"Don't forget this is a two-part mission," Nino huffed, shifting his hips in an futile attempt to hurry Sho up. He was working Ohno with his hand, and it was strange that Ohno hadn't come a while back, so he decided to finish Ohno off while he waited for Sho to get a move on.
He wrapped his lips around the head of Ohno's cock and slid slowly, wetly down, making sure to drag his tongue lingeringly on his way back up as he stroked with his hand demandingly. Ohno made a noise and his body curled toward NIno on the bed, so Nino did it again, and again, until at last he pulled off to say, "Oh-chan, is everything all right?"
"Hmm?" Ohno said, then, "Don't I need to be hard for mission part two?"
Nino chuckled, though he was still a little confused by not having Ohno's come on his face already. "I'm trying to help you out with that, you idiot, so if you'd just let go already…"
"If you say so," Ohno said doubtfully, but he sounded pleased to be the first one to get to come, and after that Nino only had to stroke a few times and flick his tongue in that one particular way that made Ohno shudder and Ohno was coming all over the silk sheets and Nino's hand.
Nino spared a thought for the surely-ruined sheets, but it was more smug than anything else.
Like Sho had been waiting for Nino to let down his guard, he pulled out with his fingers, slowly and steadily, and asked, "Ready?"
Nino wasn't sure which of them Sho was asking. "Please," he said politely, just to make Sho grin at him, and Ohno said, "Let me just," all breathless and distracted, and he slid a little more down the bed to look at Nino between the legs.
There had been a time in Nino's life when he would have been embarrassed for Ohno to look at him directly like that when he was all ready and empty and wanting, but he'd gotten shameless, and he even clenched as if he had Sho's cock in there already just to see Ohno's eyes widen.
Sometimes it felt like Nino got everything he wanted. Right on cue, Sho lined up and pushed in, and Nino let out a little pained noise at the stretch.
"Slower?" Sho asked, but Nino shook his head. Trusting him to be honest, Sho pressed in relentlessly, filling Nino up after so long without this outlet he loved best.
Then Ohno reached up, looking absent-minded as he watched Sho's cock stretch Nino even further, and took Nino in hand. He stroked a few times lightly, then set up a rhythm that nearly had Nino's eyes rolling back in his head before Sho even really got started.
"I won't last like this," he panted, and Sho met his eyes as he bottomed out, his hands on the bed by Nino's shoulders.
"That's okay," he said. A corner of his mouth pulled up in a smirk. "There's a part two anyway, right?"
He pulled out of Nino and slammed back in, making Nino cry out, and Ohno's rhythm faltered on Nino's cock like he was too occupied observing them to focus on his own participation.
Nino didn't mind. To have gone so long and finally have Sho inside him again made him want to make it last, even if it put off something he anticipated as much as part two.
Everything seemed to speed up after that as everyone involved forgot the night was special and gave themselves in one another. Nino hadn't forgotten how good Sho was at this, but it felt like Sho put in an extra effort with Ohno as their audience, and Ohno kept saying little things like that noise is gross and shit, I like that and wait, could you do that again? It was like his filter, which was remarkably poor to begin with around Nino and Sho, had dropped away completely.
After a while he asked them to change position, and it should've sounded incongruously polite but instead came out all wanting and hopeful. He was getting hard again. Nino had to reach out, drag his fingers down Ohno's thigh, brush his thumb across the come-smeared slit of his cock.
Sho stilled in Nino, all the way in Nino, and asked Ohno, "How would you like us?" His voice was low and barely controlled, and Nino shivered with his whole body in a way that made Sho grit his teeth.
"Maybe…" Ohno said consideringly, and the next few minutes involved more fumbling around without being touched properly than Nino could really handle right then, but he held out for Ohno's sake.
Then they were positioned, and Ohno sat back on his heels and looked at the picture they made with a glazed stare. "That's pretty good," he mumbled, pleased, and he wrapped a hand around his dick as if he didn't even realize he was doing it.
"I'm glad," Sho said, voice strained, and he leaned back against the headboard so that he could get a better grip on Nino's hips. He was kneeling there, and Nino had enjoyed the view quite a bit before he'd been added to the tableau: Sho was all lean muscle and gleaming skin, flushed from exertion, his cock hard and slick just waiting for Nino to take it back into his body where it belonged. He'd even had a couple of rose petals stuck to him, one on his knee and one on his ribs, which had pleased Ohno immensely.
But now Nino was there, sitting on Sho's cock and leaning his back against his chest, his knees on the bed to either side of Sho's, and all he could do was try to keep breathing. The position made him feel pinned, filled, unable to move in the best way. He wasn't sure how much Sho could thrust from this angle, but he thought if Sho didn't start fucking him again soon he might give up and just fuck down onto his boyfriend until he collapsed.
Sho adjusted position under him, making Nino moan, then dragged his hands from Nino's hips up to his shoulders to pull him even more flush back against him. He tweaked his nipples on the way back down and made him give a strangled squeak. The sight, or the noise, had Ohno moving closer to them, eyes intent, and he reached out and did the same thing with his own hands.
"God, Oh-chan," Nino said, and he had to pull him in for a kiss.
It didn't last long after that, because Nino was far gone already and now he was kissing Ohno like they were going to drown in each other. It made him particularly demanding, and when Nino got demanding like that Sho was very good at giving him exactly what he wanted.
Ohno swallowed each of Nino's moans, his hands coming back to Nino's nipples. He pulled away sometimes to kiss the spot on Nino's chin, or the helpless bob of his Adam's apple, or to crane his neck around and make Sho take a break from fucking Nino mindless in order to kiss him instead.
Then one of those clever hands trailed down Nino's body and took him in hand, which was something Ohno had picked up like he'd been made to touch Nino this way, and Nino hunched forward with his arms around Ohno's neck as Sho fucked into him faster and harder and Ohno worked him mercilessly enough that Nino took a moment to be glad he wasn't home with neighbors he had to greet in the hallway sometimes, because he couldn't stop himself from getting really, desperately loud.
Ohno disappeared from view, and Nino collapsed even more back against Sho, head lolling on Sho's shoulder, and felt Sho's hands hard on his hips, the motion of Sho inside him like he'd never stop, and Ohno's hand still tight on his dick. There was a touch on one of his thighs--Ohno's other hand--and Ohno pushed Nino's legs apart even wider, probably staring at how Sho was pushing into his body, and Nino teetered there, his legs not taking enough of his weight with how Ohno was spreading them. But Sho was strong, and not about to let Nino move away, and there was a moment right at the end there when Nino felt Sho hold some of his weight with his arms, lifting Nino's hips with his upper body strength as Nino's hands clutched beneath him at Sho's taut thighs to try to help.
Ohno made an impressed noise, and his hand sped up encouragingly.
Nino was just about done but he wasn't sure exactly where Ohno was and didn't want to surprise him, so he muttered a warning, "Oh-chan, soon--" and just like that Ohno's mouth enveloped him. Ohno didn't have to do much: he just let Sho's harsh movement thrust Nino's dick up into his mouth and slid one hand down, with languid curiosity, to touch the very tips of his fingers to where Nino and Sho were joined together.
Nino could feel that gentle touch like it was everywhere, and Ohno was doing the best he could with his mouth and his hand though Sho was making it difficult with how hard he was fucking Nino now--distantly, Nino knew from long experience that Sho was about to come.
He pulled one hand away from where he'd surely left marks on Sho's thigh and fumbled for Ohno. He found Ohno's jaw, his cheek, his hair, and he said hoarsely, "You're perfect."
Sho groaned, hips jerking, and Nino's fingers curled against Sho's skin, Ohno's hair, and teetered on the edge of coming like his body was so wrung out he almost couldn't finish. Then Sho stilled, and like it he'd been waiting for that Ohno slid down and swallowed around Nino's cock all the way back in his throat.
The noise Nino made just then probably echoed throughout the entire hotel, but he'd forgotten everything except Sho's strong arms holding him, Ohno's warm mouth overwhelming him, and the sensations of his own body as he lost himself with them.
He came back to lucidity lying on the bed. He was sprawled untidily, a sweaty mess of satisfaction, and he could've easily slept just like that and had no regrets.
Except when he turned his head, there were Sho and Ohno, kissing lazily beside him like they'd been doing it for hours.
Nino's voice was a sated rasp. "Did you guys do it already?"
Ohno turned to him, blinking reproachfully, and Sho took the time while Ohno was speaking to lay wet kisses on his neck. "We were waiting for you."
Sho laughed against Ohno's skin. "Satoshi, it's been maybe a minute."
Ohno only frowned harder at Nino like he couldn't believe he'd been made to wait that long.
"Well, here I am," Nino said proudly. "I might not be able to move, though, so I hope you don't mind if I just lie here and watch."
Ohno shrugged, amusement in the lines around his eyes, but Sho came over and helped Nino arrange himself a bit more comfortably. He had an ulterior motive, of course--Nino had been anticipating this moment--because when he was done he bent one of Nino's legs, and kissing that knee absently his eyes locked on the way his own come was trickling out of Nino's hole. It wasn't a sensation that Nino particularly enjoyed on its own, but he very much enjoyed the reaction it always got from Sho.
"Oh," came a surprised voice beside them, and Ohno crawled around to look as well. "Am I going to do that with you, too?"
"If you want," Sho said fondly, only a shade of nervousness in his voice, and Nino took a moment to be glad they'd gone and gotten themselves checked out months ago for just this sort of moment. "Honestly I'm not sure I can get it up again, but that doesn't change my commitment to this mission."
Nino sighed from up the bed, about to make a joke about this continued mission business, but Ohno said first, "Oh, I think we can do better by you than that."
Sho shrugged, not going to argue when there was no losing either way. He settled Nino back cozily and turned to Ohno, smiling.
Without preamble, Ohno took him by the shoulders and tumbled them both back down to lie on the sheets.
"I'm really glad this is your first time too, Sho-kun," he said, voice soft. "Let's take care of each other, okay?"
Staring up at him, Sho could only nod, but Nino could read everything in the light in his eyes.
As with everything that had come before, Nino felt no jealousy seeing that light directed at someone else, not when, as Sho had predicted years ago, that someone else was Ohno.
Ohno took his time with Sho, and he got Nino into it as well, though Nino refused to move more than he had to in order to see. He asked Nino questions, and adjusted himself according to the answers, and he asked Sho questions that Sho answered with a laugh in his eyes that wiped away most of his anxiety.
The times Nino had fingered Sho were few and far between, but he knew enough to encourage Ohno in his deliberate pace. Ohno kept exclaiming spontaneous bits of praise about how good Sho was, how good Sho felt, and Sho's cheeks were cherry red by the time Ohno had one finger all the way inside him and was wiggling it around with an adorable look of concentration on his face.
Nino admired the sight of Ohno's sun-browned shoulders between Sho's pale thighs, the careful brush of Ohno's slender fingers against Sho's most sensitive places, the way Sho looked at them both with his heart in his eyes even as he gripped the stained sheets and tried to relax.
Ohno was fully hard again, but he didn't seem impatient; he just leisurely opened Sho up with his fingers and told him all about everything he was feeling and seeing and thinking. Nino had never heard Ohno talk at such length about anything except fish. Sho would probably be blushing about it for weeks.
Neither of them touched Sho's cock, and perhaps out of stubbornness he didn't either. If Nino had to bet, though, he was pretty sure Ohno was right--the careful, thorough way Ohno was exploring Sho just then gave Sho plenty of time to recover and an overwhelming amount of stimulation to help him along.
Finally Sho said, "I'm ready," voice rough with want, and Ohno gave a little nod with his eyes on his fingers where they disappeared inside Sho.
He pulled them out gingerly and wiped them on the sheets, then gave himself a few hard strokes before he blanketed Sho's body with his own and kissed him sweetly on the lips. Sho had been prepared for Ohno's dick, not for this tenderness all of a sudden, but Nino saw the moment when he forgot everything he was worried about and gave in to the rightness of kissing Ohno. Nino rolled onto his side and trailed a hand down Ohno's shoulders, his back, his flanks, before dropping it to touch Sho's scar. They were so beautiful together.
Ohno still didn't seem to be in any hurry, and it was Sho who finally gasped, "Please." After kissing him one more time, Ohno sat back up and stroked his hands over Sho gently, from his neck to his stomach to his hips, then hooked his hands under Sho's knees and dragged him down the bed for better positioning.
He let go of Sho's legs then, but Sho was intent enough on what was going on that he let them splay there on his own, unselfconscious.
As Nino watched, Ohno lined up and started to nudge his way inside Sho's body.
Sho made a curious choked noise, and Ohno looked up quickly to check his expression, hips stilling, but he was met only with an embarrassed smile.
"It feels weird," Sho said slowly. "Weirder than your fingers, and like it shouldn't be possible, but then it is."
"Does it hurt?" Ohno asked, concerned, and Nino remembered that Ohno's first time in Sho's position had hurt. But then, so had his own--not everyone was lucky enough to have someone as patient and sweet as Ohno for their first time.
Sho shook his head. "Keep going, okay? I don't want you to stop."
Ohno's hips twitched forward a bit unconsciously, but he got himself under control again and pushed in again gradually.
Nino figured once Ohno was all the way inside he had a few minutes of good thrusting in him at most, considering his endurance, and that was taking into account the fact that he'd come once already. Sho, whose beginnings at renewal had wilted from the strange feeling of Ohno pushing inside, might not come again after all.
Nino wasn't concerned either way. They had time to do everything they might want, many times over, and anything that didn't happen this time they could try for the next, or the time after that.
But then Ohno was stopping, and Sho was breathing hard, and Nino refocused his eyes lower to see they'd managed to come all the way together.
Ohno's hands came up to rest on Sho's stomach, then he planted one on the bed so he had leverage to use the other one to pull on Sho's cock. He was gentle, even coaxing, and his hips started to flutter against Sho in tiny motions that made Sho's breath come fast. It didn't hurt that he was using the arm with the soulmate tattoo to jerk Sho off.
Despite that alluring sight, Nino's eyes caught on Ohno's expression. A sudden suspicion made him say with nonchalance, "Why Oh-chan, you look like you could go all night."
Ohno rolled his shoulders out, still watching Sho's face. He said, all mellow like he wasn't balls-deep inside Sho, "Not if Sho-kun doesn't want me to."
Nino stared at him, then reached up the bed to grab a pillow and shove it under his head so he could still see without getting up while having both hands free to gesture about his outrage. "You've been holding out on us!"
Ohno's face did that cute flinchy thing as he tried to process what Nino was fussing about while he was pleasurably busy with Sho. "Have I?" he said, confused. His hand was steady on Sho's cock, and the flutters of his hips were a little harder now.
Sho, who'd been trying to work on his breathing but letting out various tiny, helpless noises, caught wind of the tone of the conversation and said breathlessly, "Huh?"
Ohno blinked at Nino, then looked down at Sho. "Should I stop?" he checked, and Sho said immediately, "No. Whatever he's complaining about can be fixed later, and if you stop now I'll--"
"Sho-chan," Nino said, holding onto his patience. "He's been holding out on us! He doesn't have the endurance of a gnat--just look at him!"
"What do you mean, endurance?" Ohno asked curiously.
"He means how fast you come," Sho said shortly, clearly not caring all that much right then when it was distracting Ohno from fucking him. Nino was glad that Sho was enjoying it enough that he was impatient for more, but he couldn't help wanting a straight answer from Ohno.
"Oh that," Ohno said, relieved. "Yeah, I can kinda do whatever. I mean, I was alone a long time? I used to play games with myself, see how fast I could come, or how long I could touch myself without finishing… Is that weird?"
"It's not weird," Nino ground out, "but why did you come as fast as you could with us?"
Ohno bit his lip. Now that he was catching on to what they were talking about, he looked like he was starting to get amused. Maybe even smug. But he sounded sincere when he said, "It seemed polite? Like you were working so hard to get me off, the least I could do was help out."
"Speaking of helping out," Sho interrupted. "Nino, couldn't this wait?"
Nino, about to argue, found himself staring at Ohno's hand on Sho's cock. He wasn't being gentle about it anymore, and Sho wasn't still recovering--he was so hard under Ohno's hand he looked like he could come again already.
Ohno really had overly talented hands.
Nino let his arms drop to the bed as he said to Ohno, "Fine, but I want to hear about these games later," and then to Sho, "I apologize, Director Sho, carry on."
Sho snorted, put-upon, but Ohno just stroked into him fully like he'd been waiting for Nino's issue to clear up already so he could get going. It surprised a choked cry out of Sho, and for the first time Nino felt like he might get hard again himself.
He lay there and watched, fascinated, as Ohno learned what Sho liked, as Sho learned what Sho liked, and it was clear that Ohno was a fast learner. It wasn't long before Sho was knocking Ohno's hand away from his dick and saying desperately, "I'll come already, just… don't stop."
"Does it feel good?" Ohno asked, his soft tone at odds with his demanding hips.
Sho nodded, wordless. There was a pleased expression on Ohno's face, like he'd been pretty sure he was making Sho feel good but not sure enough that it wasn't a relief to get confirmation.
"It felt good for me too, if you couldn't tell," Nino said casually, like they were discussing the merits of anal sex, but that expression on Ohno's face meant he actually had to get up to a kneel so that he could take Ohno's face in his hands and kiss him.
Ohno made a surprised noise, but he was willing as ever, and after the first faltering moment he found his rhythm again in a way that made Sho moan. Nino had to bend to kiss Sho after that, and that's where he stayed, kissing Sho and murmuring praise into his ear as Ohno made him witless.
Or maybe not completely witless, because after a while Sho said, all gravelly with a hint of mischief, "Did I hear you say you could come when you wanted, Satoshi-kun?"
Nino stage-whispered, "Don't you mean Agent Ohno?" and Sho snapped irritably, "No, I really don't, ahh." It seemed Ohno had found just the right angle.
"Yeah," Ohno said, but he wasn't as in control as before. He was sweaty and flushed, utterly gorgeous.
"Then shall we come together?" Sho asked politely. His voice was whispery with the attempt to keep it from coming out as a moan, but he made it work.
Nino laughed, "A new mission!" though he was a little distracted by the way Sho's soulmate mark had just tasted under his tongue. He licked Sho's shoulder again, considering, then bit down firmly.
He wondered aloud, "Do you think I could give you a hickey here?"
Sho and Ohno were busy having a conversation with their eyes, their bodies, and, belatedly, some more words.
"Yeah," Ohno said again, stubborn this time. "I can do that."
"I won't tell you when," Sho warned, but Ohno grinned suddenly. He stopped for a second, catching his breath, and his hand moved from Sho's bruised hips to his flushed erection.
"Nino will," he said smugly.
Nino's head jerked up from the imprint of his teeth on gleaming burgundy skin. "Huh?"
"You can tell, right?" Ohno said, rocking into Sho slowly like they were starting all over.
"Probably," he said, a little confused, and he looked down and saw Sho was starting to get impatient with this diversion. He was clearly so turned on he was about to explode from it. Involuntarily, Nino kissed him, but he still heard what Ohno said as Sho pushed insistently into Nino's mouth.
"It is our sacred mission, Agent Nino," and Nino laughed helplessly around Sho's tongue.
He didn't confirm anything with Ohno, didn't do anything for a long time after that but kiss Sho, but when he felt that little hitch in Sho's breath, he lifted his hand from where it had been resting on Sho's chest and gave Ohno a thumbs-up.
Ohno, who'd been delightfully noisy for quite a while, grunted in acknowledgement. He'd been working Sho over with his hand again in counterpoint to his dick, Nino could tell, and perhaps he'd been trying to keep himself just on the edge of coming so that he'd be able to follow through on Sho's half-joking proposal.
It almost worked--Sho cried out against Nino's mouth after another couple of seconds of Ohno fucking him harder than ever, and Nino kissed him affectionately as he fell to pieces. Then he heard a small noise from Ohno that was different from the others, and he turned his head in time to see Ohno go tense, make an amazingly happy face, and finally give his capable hips a rest.
"Yes," Sho said with feeling. "Mission complete."
"I was so close," Ohno said, but he didn't sound all that upset as he pulled out carefully and flopped down to pillow his head on Sho's chest across from Nino.
They lay there for several minutes, catching their breath together. Nino and Ohno laced their fingers together over Sho's ribs, their soulmate marks coiling around their wrists in pretty counterpoint to both their skin and Sho's.
At last Ohno mumbled fervently, "Let's do that again."
Nino felt Sho chuckle, and he squeezed Ohno's hand tightly. Sho said, "Whatever you want, Satoshi."
Ohno said contentedly, "Maybe after we take another bath."
It sounded like entirely too much moving to Nino, but it did end with his tired body in a hot bath, naked with the two people he loved most in the world.
He mimicked gently, "Whatever you want, Satoshi," and got painfully up from the bed in order to lug Ohno with him to the bathroom while Sho made noises about ordering clean sheets.
He'd probably order room service, too, and more champagne, and Nino didn't grudge it. Tonight was special, after all--for all of them.
*
Eight months later.
As he had nearly every morning for the past year, Nino woke up next to the two loves of his life.
Sho was snoring, there was no other word for it, and Ohno had a little drool patch on his pillow next to his mouth. Nino was in the middle this time, all warm and cozy and content. Sho'd yanked the blankets over to his side sometime during the night, so though Nino himself was still covered he took a moment to drag them back over enough to cover Ohno as well, then brushed Ohno's hair gently off his forehead.
Ohno's hair was getting long again. He was starting to complain about it, which was a sure sign Sho would soon be making him an appointment to get it cut, but Nino enjoyed this look while it lasted.
There were still a few minutes before the alarm went off. Nino, as he'd tried to remember to do in the morning for the past year, closed his eyes and consciously focused on his gratitude that he got to spend so much of his life with these two people. He never wanted to take his happiness for granted, no matter how destined it had been. After all, it wasn't like there weren't unhappy soulmates in the world--making their happiness together took work, but Nino was more than willing to do it.
Then Ohno ended Nino's contemplation by rolling over and snuffling against Nino's neck, and even though he was still most of the way asleep, the arm that settled over Nino was also reaching for Sho.
The alarm went off, loud and irritating, and Sho smacked it silent without opening his eyes. Waiting for his boyfriends to wake up the rest of the way, Nino just smiled to himself and let his fingers play lightly over the ocean-blue swirls on Ohno's wrist.
As soon as he judged they were both pretty much awake, Nino said sweetly, "Sho-chan, you were snoring again."
"Must've been Satoshi," Sho lied shamelessly, his voice still garbled by sleep. "You know he's older than I am, right?"
Nino feigned surprise. "Is it your guys' old nostrils that are the problem here?"
"Hey," Ohno said tranquilly. "Leave my nostrils out of it."
"Speaking of nostrils, doesn't this apartment smell funny?" Sho said, turning toward them. He hadn't managed to get his eyes open but his hand still managed to find Ohno's.
His boyfriends snickered. Ohno said, "Your aroma diffusers..."
With ease, Nino expanded, "It's 'cause your aroma diffusers have only had a month to compete with the air filtering system. Don't worry, they'll seep into everything soon enough and we'll be the walking incense sticks we were before we moved."
Sho huffed, but Ohno said laughingly, "Sho-kun's still a walking incense stick. Last night I found a bit of lavender smell behind his knee--"
"But I haven't used lavender in any of the diffusers for months!" Sho protested, finally peeling one eye open to glare at them gruesomely, and Nino and Ohno cracked up.
Sho laughed too, and he edged even closer to the middle of the enormous bed so that he could tuck his chin against Nino's shoulder.
"I think I'll sleep in today," he said, all drowsy contentment.
Nino turned to drop a kiss on Sho's nose. "Jun-kun'll make you eat your tie if you're late."
"He won't know," Sho said stubbornly. "I don't have to go to the morning meeting, and besides, he's not the boss of me."
"Oooh," Ohno said admiringly. "Sho-kun, so brave."
"A bit lacking in survival instinct, though," Nino said, but Sho interrupted him.
"No, I looked on the hierarchical flow-chart and we're on the same level! I report to the board, not to Matsumoto-san, so technically--"
"Technically," Nino laughed. "But in reality--"
"In reality, Sho-kun is brave," Ohno said firmly, if a little sleepily. "And he looks good in a suit, and he's smart, and his hair does that swoopy thing that makes him look like a newscaster. A hot newscaster."
Sho said with some confusion, "Thank you…?"
"I'm going to visit my parents' grave next week, so I've been practicing," Ohno said, pleased.
"Ooh, what are you going to say about me?" Nino asked. He wrapped an arm around Ohno's shoulders even though Ohno seemed composed, because any excuse to touch Ohno was a good one in Nino's book. Just to be fair--which was another excellent excuse--he wormed his other arm around Sho and squeezed them both close, sighing blissfully.
"Your hair," Ohno said slowly, "doesn't swoop. But your eyes are really pretty."
Nino waited. "... Is that it?"
"You could say something about how he looks in glasses," Sho suggested. "Or how he always remembers to get the mail."
Nino drew in his breath sharply, trying not to laugh. "My blurb includes getting the mail?!"
"Ah, you are good at that," Ohno agreed like the question was settled.
"Thank you," Nino sighed. "I'm glad my soulmates recognize my talents."
"Always," Sho said soothingly, and Ohno nodded against Nino's chest.
They lay there for a moment, all cuddled together, and Nino tried to steel himself to leave the bed because he definitely wasn't planning to risk getting stuck with any more paperwork.
"Ah," Sho said, remembering something. "We made onigiri last night. That means we have an extra fifteen minutes before we have to leave, since breakfast is taken care of!"
"I thought you were going to brave Matsumoto-san's wrath anyway?" Nino laughed, and Sho shook his head and whispered, "Satoshi-kun said I'm smart so I'm trying to live up to it."
"Fifteen minutes?" Ohno echoed, a little late. "What should we do?"
"Oh-chan," Nino said fondly, and Sho simply got up on one elbow so he could lean over and kiss Ohno in explanation.
"No, I know that," Ohno said crossly, though he couldn't work up much irritation when he'd just been kissed so sweetly. "I mean, what kind. Fifteen minutes isn't a lot."
"Before we decide," Nino cut in, and he pulled Sho down for a morning kiss. This made Ohno want his own Nino kiss as well, and soon they were getting into it without deciding anything.
They'd gotten most of the way out of their clothes by the time Sho said with his eyes on Nino, "I feel like I got lots of attention last night," with that certain tone which made Nino hot all over. The night before had been one of the rare times that Sho bottomed for Nino, and though they tended to prefer it the other way around, when they wanted it that way, they really wanted it that way.
"Yeah, that was good," Ohno said, skinning out of his shirt.
"Then it must be Oh-chan's turn to decide," Nino said blithely, and having passed the responsibility off he pulled Sho's underwear the rest of the way down and climbed on top of him for another deep kiss.
In reality, it was Ohno's turn a lot, but none of them grudged it.
In the part of his brain that was still measuring just how much time they could spare before he was risking disciplinary paperwork, Nino could picture the rest of their morning--how whatever Ohno chose, they'd forget themselves in the enjoyment of it and go for too long, then have to rush through their shower without nearly enough groping. Whichever onigiri Sho had made would have too little salt, or too much, but they'd merely pass those ones to Ohno since he'd pronounce them delicious regardless. Nino would have a moment, sometime before they left, where he'd look around this strange new apartment and wonder why the hell he'd moved out of the comfortable old one, but then whatever had jarred him would be overshadowed by Sho brushing his fingers against Nino's soulmate tattoo as he rushed back to grab a tie, or by Ohno doodling at the cluttered countertop and telling Nino he couldn't look yet because it was a comic about Sho as a newscaster who fought crime.
Or perhaps Nino would trip over an unpacked box and leave for work in a bad mood, but that wouldn't be the end of the world either, not when his life--all of his lives--included Sho and Ohno by his side. Even his worst days had the promise of falling asleep with his soulmates at the end of them.
Then Ohno was sliding in close to them, and Nino moved to the side so there was space for Ohno to drape himself over Sho's bare chest. He did so, then looked at them like he was waiting for something.
"No, no," Sho said, laughing, "you were supposed to decide!"
"But my brain's not awake yet and you guys're kissing all the time away," Ohno whined, and Sho laughed again as he pulled Ohno up to kiss him.
"We've got ten minutes left," Nino said imperiously, then flicked his boyfriends on the shoulders when they didn't jump to attention.
They broke their kiss reluctantly, but when they turned to look at him it was like they were just waiting to say yes.
Even so, Nino gave it some flair. "You may be frightened, thinking time is running out and there's nowhere to turn. But lo, here I am, the challenger of destiny, and I…"
Here he paused dramatically. Sho chuckled, Ohno widened his eyes, and Nino grinned at them.
"I choose--"
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phrenkPart 4
*
Nino stared at the sign, which was taped to the window in the door but wasn't large enough to cover it completely, then looked past it inside.
He could clearly see people in the room. The ones visible through the slit of window were all usual people who were there for the morning meeting, and they were all very carefully looking anywhere but in his direction.
"Should we knock?" Ohno wondered.
Despite hating not knowing what was going on, Nino said airily, "Let's not give them the satisfaction." Even so he tried the handle as quietly as he could before they walked away. Given the manner of the agents inside, he was not surprised when it was locked.
Just from reading it, Room 412 wasn't one Nino recognized, but it was easy enough to find since the rooms were numbered by floor. He and Ohno walked there hand-in-hand, and it was a little thrilling to be skipping the morning meeting in favor of some mystery plan in a mystery room, all while he got to be with Ohno and get paid at the same time.
Room 412 was, perhaps inevitably, the conference room in which Ohno had nearly kissed him those years ago, the one in which Ohno had confessed about his first sexual experience and cried in Nino's arms.
This time Nino knocked, more to irritate whoever was waiting for them than because he thought he needed to. Beside him, Ohno looked bewildered but willing to go with the flow.
The door opened to reveal Aiba's smiling face.
"Come in, come in!" he said cheerfully, ushering them in when they didn't comply at once. "I'm just helping Sho-chan get set up, though I've gotta hurry or I'll be late to--um."
"The morning meeting?" Nino said dangerously, but his eyes had already gone to the front of the room to find Sho standing there next to the projector screen, looking nervous.
Nino was confused and a little irritated, but neither of those emotions were enough that he wanted to do anything to heighten Sho's anxiety. Instead of fussing, he merely shot Aiba a poisonous look before strolling to the head of the conference table, faced Sho from all the way across the room like some sort of fancy CEO, and sat down in the office chair like it was a throne.
Ohno hesitated by the door, but Aiba flickered his hands anxiously in Nino's direction before looking worriedly at the clock, and Ohno came to sit by Nino.
Aiba tossed something to Sho, who gave a jerky nod of thanks, and left the room at speed.
Sho cleared his throat. "Thank you for joining me at this--this morning meeting. Please give me your cooperation in making it a success." He bowed at the waist, and after a moment Nino dipped his head in reluctant acquiescence. He would at least try to listen without interrupting his weird and surprising boyfriend, and to help himself in this goal he took the hand of his other boyfriend beneath the table, which might sustain them both through the confusion.
Sho lifted the remote, then dropped it unused. "Uh, I don't get to do these morning meetings often," he said, acting like they had a full room of agents. "But today there is a mission the agen--that I am considering that is very close to my heart. I will now present the mission specifications in order to ascertain whether any agents in this room desire to undertake the challenge."
Nino rolled his eyes so hard it was surprising it wasn't audible. But he was smiling, too, because Sho was so dorky, and Nino loved him so much. He sneaked a glance at Ohno and saw Ohno was completely enraptured by Sho's absurd fake meeting already.
When he looked back, Sho's first slide--of course he'd made a powerpoint presentation for whatever this was, of course he had--was up on the screen.
It read, SS - OS - NK … Mission: Penetrative Sex.
Nino's mind went blank, then he registered that Ohno had gone very still. Ohno tripped over his words as he asked painfully, "Are you m-making fun of me?"
"No!" Sho said at once, dropping the remote. "Um, agents… Agent Ohno, please, let me present the mission before you decide whether you'd like to participate."
Ohno didn't say anything. After a moment, Sho retrieved the remote and clicked for the next slide.
It was blank. Sho took in their expressions, then turned to look, and when he saw there was nothing he cursed.
Nino said, "Agent Ohno, I'm not sure this guy is competent enough to lead a mission."
Sho turned on him, face upset, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He started talking again before he opened his eyes.
"Look. This is only an idea. I thought it might help us to talk about this, and I thought since you were used to discussing things this way, it'd make it easier."
Ohno pointed one finger at the projector screen. "I don't like that this exists. Why would you write that down in a building full of nosy secret agents?"
"Aiba-kun promised me he could keep it encrypted and delete it again like it'd never been here," Sho said firmly. "And there's more I want to propose than what you might be thinking."
Ohno was practically scary even to Nino as he said coolly, "I'm listening."
Sho warmed to his topic. "I think we should make a plan for our first time doing this, and I think it should be somewhere else, somewhere nice... like a hotel room."
Nino said under his breath, "I am not paying for this…"
"The mission is fully financed," Sho said, frowning at him, and it was that sentence, Nino saw, that had Sho getting entirely into his agency director character as he laid out his plan. "I propose we carry out this mission at a hotel room, a nice one, where we've never been before. Though this mission is, I believe, an easy win for agents as skilled as yourselves, I don't think there's anything wrong with a little style. And we might have allies--flowers? Champagne?"
"Sho-chan, what the hell kind of dramas have you been watching recently," Nino muttered, but Ohno's hand suddenly gripped down hard.
"A good first time," he said, and Nino remembered that Ohno had waited for such a long time and imagined his first time having sex would be perfect, only to have it be shit.
Sho nodded, eyes on Ohno's face. "A special one. Maybe we could dress up, go out to dinner? And then--I've been thinking. It must feel, Agent Ohno, like all your missions are new to you and we're veterans, and I've been thinking…"
"This 'Agent Ohno' thing really isn't sexy." But Nino was very quiet with this complaint, because part of him was starting to think that this was what Ohno needed. Not the mission stuff--that was baloney, and Sho was going to be teased about it forever--but the cliched trappings of romance.
What had Ohno imagined when he'd thought about his first time? Maybe, just maybe, Sho had figured some of it out before Nino had even known he should be thinking about it at all.
"I've been thinking," Sho said again, then coughed into one hand. "There's something… Um, well, I've been wondering lately how it would feel to be on the other … side of things. And I thought that if you are interested in this mission, and willing to go along with it, I could also use this opportunity to… to…"
Nino's eyes went wide as he understood. "You want me to fuck you? We've never…"
"Uh, no--I mean, yes, someday, if this mission, um, succeeds." Sho's face was very red now. "But for this one, I was hoping maybe--"
"Don't call him Agent Ohno," Nino warned, but it was too late.
"--Agent Ohno would accept this assignment with me?"
Nino looked at Ohno. Every feeling Ohno was having was visible on his face, and though Nino was a little reluctant about this fancy, expensive plan, he was more than willing to chuck all his regrets out a window if it meant the dawning pleasure in Ohno's face came to fruition.
"I could fuck you?" he asked softly, and it was weird but Nino never heard Ohno sound quite so romantic. "But I've never even--"
"Neither have I," Sho said, a little awkwardly. "But… I like the idea of it, with you, Satoshi-kun. And of course Agent Nino--oh, Agent Nino!" This last was as if Sho was seeing Nino was in the room for the first time, the jerk.
Nino stared him down. "Yes, Director Sakurai?"
"I was hoping to assign you to another important task in this mission," Sho said, a little more confidently now that he wasn't worried about making Ohno feel teased. "Since Agent Ohno and I will be nervous, would you mind joining me on a bit of a test run for him to observe?"
Nino went hot all over, understanding at once. Sho wanted to fuck him while Ohno watched, then have Ohno fuck him. All sorts of firsts, all in one night.
Suddenly Nino was feeling a little more willing to spend the money on a hotel, as long as it came from Sho's bank account.
Taking a deep breath, Nino played along for real for the first time since he'd been taken by surprise trying to go in for a normal morning meeting.
"Director Sho," he said with exaggerated respect. "You know I am always up for that task, should you choose to assign it to me."
Ohno snorted, squeezing Nino's hand again. "Director Sho," he parroted. "I accept this mission. Except only if you plan it."
Nino put in smoothly, "And plan it better than this."
"It was supposed to go better," Sho complained, smacking the remote against his thigh. The projector screen changed abruptly, perhaps skipping a slide one direction or another.
The one it settled on was a dictionary definition of the phrase penetrative sex.
"And I'm going to let this nerd fuck me," Nino said to Ohno, who snickered, but Sho was already on the phone to Aiba and muttering about aborting the mission. Nino supposed he could only be glad that Sho hadn't used the word "fornicate."
"Nope," Ohno said abruptly, and Sho looked up. "Nino, lock the door."
"Aye aye, sir!" Nino said, switching the roles without a qualm, and got it done before Sho had even hung up on Aiba.
"He's going to wipe the drive remotely," Sho said, his eyes on Ohno.
"Sho-kun. Sit down."
Helpfully, Nino rolled a chair across to Sho, who sat in it without looking away from the person who'd ordered him to do so.
Ohno walked around the table and climbed right into Sho's lap. His knees bracketed Sho's hips as his hands found Sho's shoulders, and Sho's hands came up automatically to rest on Ohno's waist.
"Sho-chan," Nino said. "How long do we have before someone comes looking for us?"
"We have time," Ohno said in a calm voice, sliding his hands up to cradle Sho's jaw. "Agent Nino locked the door, after all."
Nino grinned. "And this one doesn't even have a window!" he said happily, but the mouths of Director Sho and Agent Ohno were far too busy just then to answer.
*
Sho followed through on doing all the planning in the weeks to come, but Nino did go with Aiba to buy himself a fancy suit. Every time he came out of the dressing room in a sample he said, "Do you want to strip me out of this slowly or quickly?" and Aiba, despite only very rarely being into guys, would reply something like, "We can take it slow!" or "You're like a panther, a sexy panther," or, upon seeing the one Nino bought and had altered to fit him perfectly, "You'd better take it off fast or you'll have jizz all over it."
Nino also dropped a word in Jun's ear, and Jun took Ohno out suit shopping in turn. Ohno was sulky about it when Jun picked him up, but he came home glowing and went on a long tangent about eating hot dogs and going to an antique store where Jun had bought, Ohno said, something called a cedar shoe tree. He spent more time describing how it smelled than how it looked or what it was for, so Nino made him draw it, but when Sho came home he was more confused by the fact that Ohno and Nino didn't know what shoe trees were. Nino concluded loudly that they must only be for agency directors, upon which Sho shoved Nino off the couch.
Then came the night when Nino dressed at Aiba's, and Sho at Yoshida and Masuda's, and Ohno at home with Jun to help him, and they all met at a classy restaurant that made Nino feel kind of sick but had Ohno's eyes shining.
"Just this once," he said to Nino as they went in, and Nino nodded. He didn't think this was really Ohno's thing either, but what they were going for were the trappings, to help Ohno achieve something close to what he'd dreamed of as a starry-eyed teenager.
It seemed like Sho had tipped the restaurant staff off to their status as a trio of soulmates, which might have existed before but not that Nino knew of, so they were treated as romantic partners out on a special date just like Ohno deserved. Nino played along as suavely as he could, grinning at Ohno's endless confusion at having to taste the wine, or dip his fingertips in water, or eat sorbet between courses. Sho was in his element, having grown up in an affluent family even if he didn't see them often these days.
That was a thought for another day, because tonight was only about them.
Sho had hired a limousine to take them from the restaurant to the hotel, which was even more ridiculous than Nino had feared but made Ohno's face light up with amused excitement. They got in gingerly in their expensive suits and admired the roomy elegance and plush seats. During the drive they sipped champagne from delicate glasses, and Nino wondered if he was the only one who was already starting to get hard from anticipation.
Forget the suits, the food, the limo, the champagne, it had been months since Nino had gotten fucked, and the idea of having Ohno there only made him feel like he might come in his exquisite pants before they even made it to the room.
That wasn't even taking into account all of his emotions, which he could only hope behaved themselves on what was really Ohno's night. But it was already too much, to be with his soulmates, these people he loved so much, and not have to worry about anything but what music to listen to in the limo or whether or not to order room service at the hotel when they'd just had dinner. It hadn't been that long, after all, since he'd thought he'd never have this ease even with Sho, and to try and get a semblance of it he'd shoved his feelings for Ohno aside so ruthlessly he'd almost missed out on this even more inordinate happiness. To have chosen them and then sparked anyway was a gift, but to have experienced what came after the happily-ever-after of sparking was even more wonderful in a real, messy way.
And then they were at the hotel, then in the elevator, and Ohno looked a little nervous but clearly distracted by the ornate mirrors everywhere he turned.
"Imagine doing it in here," he whispered, like that would stop the operator in her fancy uniform from hearing when she was right there. Nino tried to laugh, but he was too busy imagining it, and he wondered how receptive Sho would be to the idea of buying a gigantic mirror just so they could watch themselves have sex in it.
Then they were in their room for the night.
Nino was sure it was absolutely amazing, but he was so busy not giving a shit that he didn't notice. He did notice that it had a bed. That the bed had rose petals on it was something he'd think about later, because right then he would've had sex with his boyfriends on that sofa Aiba'd had in college with half the springs popped out of the cushions.
"If you'll excuse me, I'll shower first," Sho said, but he hesitated like he didn't want to miss anything while he was gone.
Nino looked at him and rubbed his chin like he was thinking very hard indeed. "Director Sho," he said gravely. "Isn't that a mission we should undertake together? I bet this room has a bath the size of our apartment, after all."
"Oh good," Ohno said, coming up to slide an arm around Nino's waist. It felt different from usual since they were both wearing such expensive clothes. "I'm not sure I can get out of this suit alone."
They got Ohno out of his suit first, making sure to tease and praise him for how good he looked both in and out of it, then it was Nino's turn, and Sho took charge of properly hanging up everyone's clothes while Nino got the bath ready. It gave Ohno a little space to start washing himself on his own, which he seemed to appreciate as a moment of normalcy amid all the purposeful specialness, and then Sho came over and sat down next to him to offer to scrub his back.
Nino thought it was nice, letting Ohno know they were still them no matter what, but he still struck a ridiculous pose when he came over to Ohno's other side just to give bathing a little flourish.
The bath was heavenly, hot and fragrant and bone-meltingly relaxing. It didn't matter much, because Nino and Ohno and Sho spent all of about five minutes in it before they were ready to move from relaxing to something else entirely.
There was a moment when they got out, when Sho started towelling Ohno off and Nino joined in, and Ohno's laugh emerged from the vigorously utilized towels like he was purely happy, and everything would've been worth it just for that moment alone, Nino thought. He would've spent the money on the suit, and gotten through the fancy meal, and come all the way to this hotel room just for the sound of that laugh as Nino helped Sho fluff Ohno's hair back up into spikes.
All the same, he was really, really glad they weren't going to stop there.
When they got to the enormous bed, Nino started pulling off all the bedding except the sheets, but Ohno gave a little sigh at the wasted rose petals. Sho helped Nino flap the covers vigorously enough that at least some of the rose petals drifted down to the bed again.
Ohno grinned at them. He was naked but for a towel around his waist, and he'd been fairly self-conscious about being naked around them for long enough at the beginning that the sight of him comfortable and happy was the biggest turn-on for Nino of the whole night so far.
Then Sho pushed Nino down on the bed and reached out a hand to invite Ohno to join them, but Ohno was already clambering on up by the headboard, losing the towel as he went.
Sho looked down at Nino, eyes intent, and Nino wriggled out of his own towel before tossing it heedlessly across the room. Sho simply tugged at the knot of his until it dropped away.
Sho said to Ohno, "There's some stuff in the drawer right there, if you want to grab it," before leaning in and taking Nino's mouth like they hadn't kissed in months.
It did feel different--not because of the rose petals, or the silk sheets, or way Sho's skin smelled faintly of gardenia and honeysuckle from the bath. It felt different because of what they were going to do next, and because it was something that they hadn't done since getting together with Ohno. It felt different because Nino could hear Ohno humming to himself as he rummaged around in the drawer, and the thought of Sho preparing everything Ohno was seeing right then and making sure it got there before they did made Nino kiss him even more ardently.
When Ohno brought the unmarked bottle over, Sho moved them so they were all fully on the bed, and Nino had to admit that having silk sheets against his skin wasn't the worst feeling in the world. He had a moment's doubt about the silk and the lube together, but then he figured Sho was paying enough for this room that they could thoroughly ruin the sheets.
Then Sho was back on top of him, nudging his thighs open, but instead of kissing Nino he tugged Ohno in to kiss him instead. Nino occupied himself by stroking his fingers over Sho's soulmate mark, admiring the way the lights had been dimmed enough that the burgundy was a deep wine color but not dimmed so low Nino couldn't see every detail of Sho and Ohno kissing when he looked up.
Next thing Nino knew Sho was moving down his body, pressing kisses against him as he went, and Ohno moved shamelessly around for a better view. He ended up sprawled on his side with his head down by Nino's hips, watching as Sho wordlessly encouraged Nino to spread his legs wider by sliding forward with his shoulders between Nino's thighs.
Ohno's absorption in this meant his position was a thoughtless one, but Nino expended a lot of thought on it because it meant Ohno's own hips were up by Nino's head--and Ohno's cock was just about within reach of Nino's mouth.
He wasn't hard yet, but god, he was pretty, the curving length flushed with the head just starting to peek out, all framed by his strong thighs.
Nino licked his lips. "Oh-chan, can I?"
"Huh?" Ohno didn't turn his head at first, too busy watching Sho, who from the sound of it was coating his fingers as he got ready to open Nino up.
Nino was definitely getting hard, and all he wanted right then was to get his mouth on Ohno's pretty cock.
"Sure, yeah," Ohno said belatedly, clearly following Nino's line of sight. Nino leaned over and steadied with one hand so that he could take that first long lick. A moment after that, Sho's slick fingers were rubbing against him, making him gasp, and he heard Ohno say, "Oh wow," though he didn't know why and didn't particularly care just then.
Maybe it was because Ohno was distracted by Sho's fingers working into Nino, one by one, but he took longer to get hard than usual, and Nino took his time urging him to it, letting the weight of Ohno's dick fill his mouth as Sho got two fingers inside, tugging lightly at Ohno's balls in that way that always made him shiver as Sho started murmuring praise against his hip. Ohno was usually so quick that Nino didn't get to savor this part, and though he wasn't the type that liked to suck cock for hours or anything, he did relish the feeling of Ohno getting bigger against his tongue and how he got to hear the soft noises Ohno made as he tried to focus on Sho's movements instead of the wet heat of Nino's insistent mouth.
Sho's hands felt so good. Nino was lucky--he rather liked the overfull feeling of being prepared, and it was rarely hard for him to relax enough to enjoy things from there. It didn't hurt that Sho was attentive, and clever, and had these long, skinny fingers that seemed to find every nerve ending in Nino's body.
"I'm going to do that to you?" Ohno asked, quiet voice cutting off at the end as Nino did something particularly inspired with his tongue, and Sho made an amused, affirming noise. Nino squirmed, starting to feel impatient, and Sho, who had three fingers inside him, pressed in the tip of his pinkie just to make Nino crazy.
"Don't forget this is a two-part mission," Nino huffed, shifting his hips in an futile attempt to hurry Sho up. He was working Ohno with his hand, and it was strange that Ohno hadn't come a while back, so he decided to finish Ohno off while he waited for Sho to get a move on.
He wrapped his lips around the head of Ohno's cock and slid slowly, wetly down, making sure to drag his tongue lingeringly on his way back up as he stroked with his hand demandingly. Ohno made a noise and his body curled toward NIno on the bed, so Nino did it again, and again, until at last he pulled off to say, "Oh-chan, is everything all right?"
"Hmm?" Ohno said, then, "Don't I need to be hard for mission part two?"
Nino chuckled, though he was still a little confused by not having Ohno's come on his face already. "I'm trying to help you out with that, you idiot, so if you'd just let go already…"
"If you say so," Ohno said doubtfully, but he sounded pleased to be the first one to get to come, and after that Nino only had to stroke a few times and flick his tongue in that one particular way that made Ohno shudder and Ohno was coming all over the silk sheets and Nino's hand.
Nino spared a thought for the surely-ruined sheets, but it was more smug than anything else.
Like Sho had been waiting for Nino to let down his guard, he pulled out with his fingers, slowly and steadily, and asked, "Ready?"
Nino wasn't sure which of them Sho was asking. "Please," he said politely, just to make Sho grin at him, and Ohno said, "Let me just," all breathless and distracted, and he slid a little more down the bed to look at Nino between the legs.
There had been a time in Nino's life when he would have been embarrassed for Ohno to look at him directly like that when he was all ready and empty and wanting, but he'd gotten shameless, and he even clenched as if he had Sho's cock in there already just to see Ohno's eyes widen.
Sometimes it felt like Nino got everything he wanted. Right on cue, Sho lined up and pushed in, and Nino let out a little pained noise at the stretch.
"Slower?" Sho asked, but Nino shook his head. Trusting him to be honest, Sho pressed in relentlessly, filling Nino up after so long without this outlet he loved best.
Then Ohno reached up, looking absent-minded as he watched Sho's cock stretch Nino even further, and took Nino in hand. He stroked a few times lightly, then set up a rhythm that nearly had Nino's eyes rolling back in his head before Sho even really got started.
"I won't last like this," he panted, and Sho met his eyes as he bottomed out, his hands on the bed by Nino's shoulders.
"That's okay," he said. A corner of his mouth pulled up in a smirk. "There's a part two anyway, right?"
He pulled out of Nino and slammed back in, making Nino cry out, and Ohno's rhythm faltered on Nino's cock like he was too occupied observing them to focus on his own participation.
Nino didn't mind. To have gone so long and finally have Sho inside him again made him want to make it last, even if it put off something he anticipated as much as part two.
Everything seemed to speed up after that as everyone involved forgot the night was special and gave themselves in one another. Nino hadn't forgotten how good Sho was at this, but it felt like Sho put in an extra effort with Ohno as their audience, and Ohno kept saying little things like that noise is gross and shit, I like that and wait, could you do that again? It was like his filter, which was remarkably poor to begin with around Nino and Sho, had dropped away completely.
After a while he asked them to change position, and it should've sounded incongruously polite but instead came out all wanting and hopeful. He was getting hard again. Nino had to reach out, drag his fingers down Ohno's thigh, brush his thumb across the come-smeared slit of his cock.
Sho stilled in Nino, all the way in Nino, and asked Ohno, "How would you like us?" His voice was low and barely controlled, and Nino shivered with his whole body in a way that made Sho grit his teeth.
"Maybe…" Ohno said consideringly, and the next few minutes involved more fumbling around without being touched properly than Nino could really handle right then, but he held out for Ohno's sake.
Then they were positioned, and Ohno sat back on his heels and looked at the picture they made with a glazed stare. "That's pretty good," he mumbled, pleased, and he wrapped a hand around his dick as if he didn't even realize he was doing it.
"I'm glad," Sho said, voice strained, and he leaned back against the headboard so that he could get a better grip on Nino's hips. He was kneeling there, and Nino had enjoyed the view quite a bit before he'd been added to the tableau: Sho was all lean muscle and gleaming skin, flushed from exertion, his cock hard and slick just waiting for Nino to take it back into his body where it belonged. He'd even had a couple of rose petals stuck to him, one on his knee and one on his ribs, which had pleased Ohno immensely.
But now Nino was there, sitting on Sho's cock and leaning his back against his chest, his knees on the bed to either side of Sho's, and all he could do was try to keep breathing. The position made him feel pinned, filled, unable to move in the best way. He wasn't sure how much Sho could thrust from this angle, but he thought if Sho didn't start fucking him again soon he might give up and just fuck down onto his boyfriend until he collapsed.
Sho adjusted position under him, making Nino moan, then dragged his hands from Nino's hips up to his shoulders to pull him even more flush back against him. He tweaked his nipples on the way back down and made him give a strangled squeak. The sight, or the noise, had Ohno moving closer to them, eyes intent, and he reached out and did the same thing with his own hands.
"God, Oh-chan," Nino said, and he had to pull him in for a kiss.
It didn't last long after that, because Nino was far gone already and now he was kissing Ohno like they were going to drown in each other. It made him particularly demanding, and when Nino got demanding like that Sho was very good at giving him exactly what he wanted.
Ohno swallowed each of Nino's moans, his hands coming back to Nino's nipples. He pulled away sometimes to kiss the spot on Nino's chin, or the helpless bob of his Adam's apple, or to crane his neck around and make Sho take a break from fucking Nino mindless in order to kiss him instead.
Then one of those clever hands trailed down Nino's body and took him in hand, which was something Ohno had picked up like he'd been made to touch Nino this way, and Nino hunched forward with his arms around Ohno's neck as Sho fucked into him faster and harder and Ohno worked him mercilessly enough that Nino took a moment to be glad he wasn't home with neighbors he had to greet in the hallway sometimes, because he couldn't stop himself from getting really, desperately loud.
Ohno disappeared from view, and Nino collapsed even more back against Sho, head lolling on Sho's shoulder, and felt Sho's hands hard on his hips, the motion of Sho inside him like he'd never stop, and Ohno's hand still tight on his dick. There was a touch on one of his thighs--Ohno's other hand--and Ohno pushed Nino's legs apart even wider, probably staring at how Sho was pushing into his body, and Nino teetered there, his legs not taking enough of his weight with how Ohno was spreading them. But Sho was strong, and not about to let Nino move away, and there was a moment right at the end there when Nino felt Sho hold some of his weight with his arms, lifting Nino's hips with his upper body strength as Nino's hands clutched beneath him at Sho's taut thighs to try to help.
Ohno made an impressed noise, and his hand sped up encouragingly.
Nino was just about done but he wasn't sure exactly where Ohno was and didn't want to surprise him, so he muttered a warning, "Oh-chan, soon--" and just like that Ohno's mouth enveloped him. Ohno didn't have to do much: he just let Sho's harsh movement thrust Nino's dick up into his mouth and slid one hand down, with languid curiosity, to touch the very tips of his fingers to where Nino and Sho were joined together.
Nino could feel that gentle touch like it was everywhere, and Ohno was doing the best he could with his mouth and his hand though Sho was making it difficult with how hard he was fucking Nino now--distantly, Nino knew from long experience that Sho was about to come.
He pulled one hand away from where he'd surely left marks on Sho's thigh and fumbled for Ohno. He found Ohno's jaw, his cheek, his hair, and he said hoarsely, "You're perfect."
Sho groaned, hips jerking, and Nino's fingers curled against Sho's skin, Ohno's hair, and teetered on the edge of coming like his body was so wrung out he almost couldn't finish. Then Sho stilled, and like it he'd been waiting for that Ohno slid down and swallowed around Nino's cock all the way back in his throat.
The noise Nino made just then probably echoed throughout the entire hotel, but he'd forgotten everything except Sho's strong arms holding him, Ohno's warm mouth overwhelming him, and the sensations of his own body as he lost himself with them.
He came back to lucidity lying on the bed. He was sprawled untidily, a sweaty mess of satisfaction, and he could've easily slept just like that and had no regrets.
Except when he turned his head, there were Sho and Ohno, kissing lazily beside him like they'd been doing it for hours.
Nino's voice was a sated rasp. "Did you guys do it already?"
Ohno turned to him, blinking reproachfully, and Sho took the time while Ohno was speaking to lay wet kisses on his neck. "We were waiting for you."
Sho laughed against Ohno's skin. "Satoshi, it's been maybe a minute."
Ohno only frowned harder at Nino like he couldn't believe he'd been made to wait that long.
"Well, here I am," Nino said proudly. "I might not be able to move, though, so I hope you don't mind if I just lie here and watch."
Ohno shrugged, amusement in the lines around his eyes, but Sho came over and helped Nino arrange himself a bit more comfortably. He had an ulterior motive, of course--Nino had been anticipating this moment--because when he was done he bent one of Nino's legs, and kissing that knee absently his eyes locked on the way his own come was trickling out of Nino's hole. It wasn't a sensation that Nino particularly enjoyed on its own, but he very much enjoyed the reaction it always got from Sho.
"Oh," came a surprised voice beside them, and Ohno crawled around to look as well. "Am I going to do that with you, too?"
"If you want," Sho said fondly, only a shade of nervousness in his voice, and Nino took a moment to be glad they'd gone and gotten themselves checked out months ago for just this sort of moment. "Honestly I'm not sure I can get it up again, but that doesn't change my commitment to this mission."
Nino sighed from up the bed, about to make a joke about this continued mission business, but Ohno said first, "Oh, I think we can do better by you than that."
Sho shrugged, not going to argue when there was no losing either way. He settled Nino back cozily and turned to Ohno, smiling.
Without preamble, Ohno took him by the shoulders and tumbled them both back down to lie on the sheets.
"I'm really glad this is your first time too, Sho-kun," he said, voice soft. "Let's take care of each other, okay?"
Staring up at him, Sho could only nod, but Nino could read everything in the light in his eyes.
As with everything that had come before, Nino felt no jealousy seeing that light directed at someone else, not when, as Sho had predicted years ago, that someone else was Ohno.
Ohno took his time with Sho, and he got Nino into it as well, though Nino refused to move more than he had to in order to see. He asked Nino questions, and adjusted himself according to the answers, and he asked Sho questions that Sho answered with a laugh in his eyes that wiped away most of his anxiety.
The times Nino had fingered Sho were few and far between, but he knew enough to encourage Ohno in his deliberate pace. Ohno kept exclaiming spontaneous bits of praise about how good Sho was, how good Sho felt, and Sho's cheeks were cherry red by the time Ohno had one finger all the way inside him and was wiggling it around with an adorable look of concentration on his face.
Nino admired the sight of Ohno's sun-browned shoulders between Sho's pale thighs, the careful brush of Ohno's slender fingers against Sho's most sensitive places, the way Sho looked at them both with his heart in his eyes even as he gripped the stained sheets and tried to relax.
Ohno was fully hard again, but he didn't seem impatient; he just leisurely opened Sho up with his fingers and told him all about everything he was feeling and seeing and thinking. Nino had never heard Ohno talk at such length about anything except fish. Sho would probably be blushing about it for weeks.
Neither of them touched Sho's cock, and perhaps out of stubbornness he didn't either. If Nino had to bet, though, he was pretty sure Ohno was right--the careful, thorough way Ohno was exploring Sho just then gave Sho plenty of time to recover and an overwhelming amount of stimulation to help him along.
Finally Sho said, "I'm ready," voice rough with want, and Ohno gave a little nod with his eyes on his fingers where they disappeared inside Sho.
He pulled them out gingerly and wiped them on the sheets, then gave himself a few hard strokes before he blanketed Sho's body with his own and kissed him sweetly on the lips. Sho had been prepared for Ohno's dick, not for this tenderness all of a sudden, but Nino saw the moment when he forgot everything he was worried about and gave in to the rightness of kissing Ohno. Nino rolled onto his side and trailed a hand down Ohno's shoulders, his back, his flanks, before dropping it to touch Sho's scar. They were so beautiful together.
Ohno still didn't seem to be in any hurry, and it was Sho who finally gasped, "Please." After kissing him one more time, Ohno sat back up and stroked his hands over Sho gently, from his neck to his stomach to his hips, then hooked his hands under Sho's knees and dragged him down the bed for better positioning.
He let go of Sho's legs then, but Sho was intent enough on what was going on that he let them splay there on his own, unselfconscious.
As Nino watched, Ohno lined up and started to nudge his way inside Sho's body.
Sho made a curious choked noise, and Ohno looked up quickly to check his expression, hips stilling, but he was met only with an embarrassed smile.
"It feels weird," Sho said slowly. "Weirder than your fingers, and like it shouldn't be possible, but then it is."
"Does it hurt?" Ohno asked, concerned, and Nino remembered that Ohno's first time in Sho's position had hurt. But then, so had his own--not everyone was lucky enough to have someone as patient and sweet as Ohno for their first time.
Sho shook his head. "Keep going, okay? I don't want you to stop."
Ohno's hips twitched forward a bit unconsciously, but he got himself under control again and pushed in again gradually.
Nino figured once Ohno was all the way inside he had a few minutes of good thrusting in him at most, considering his endurance, and that was taking into account the fact that he'd come once already. Sho, whose beginnings at renewal had wilted from the strange feeling of Ohno pushing inside, might not come again after all.
Nino wasn't concerned either way. They had time to do everything they might want, many times over, and anything that didn't happen this time they could try for the next, or the time after that.
But then Ohno was stopping, and Sho was breathing hard, and Nino refocused his eyes lower to see they'd managed to come all the way together.
Ohno's hands came up to rest on Sho's stomach, then he planted one on the bed so he had leverage to use the other one to pull on Sho's cock. He was gentle, even coaxing, and his hips started to flutter against Sho in tiny motions that made Sho's breath come fast. It didn't hurt that he was using the arm with the soulmate tattoo to jerk Sho off.
Despite that alluring sight, Nino's eyes caught on Ohno's expression. A sudden suspicion made him say with nonchalance, "Why Oh-chan, you look like you could go all night."
Ohno rolled his shoulders out, still watching Sho's face. He said, all mellow like he wasn't balls-deep inside Sho, "Not if Sho-kun doesn't want me to."
Nino stared at him, then reached up the bed to grab a pillow and shove it under his head so he could still see without getting up while having both hands free to gesture about his outrage. "You've been holding out on us!"
Ohno's face did that cute flinchy thing as he tried to process what Nino was fussing about while he was pleasurably busy with Sho. "Have I?" he said, confused. His hand was steady on Sho's cock, and the flutters of his hips were a little harder now.
Sho, who'd been trying to work on his breathing but letting out various tiny, helpless noises, caught wind of the tone of the conversation and said breathlessly, "Huh?"
Ohno blinked at Nino, then looked down at Sho. "Should I stop?" he checked, and Sho said immediately, "No. Whatever he's complaining about can be fixed later, and if you stop now I'll--"
"Sho-chan," Nino said, holding onto his patience. "He's been holding out on us! He doesn't have the endurance of a gnat--just look at him!"
"What do you mean, endurance?" Ohno asked curiously.
"He means how fast you come," Sho said shortly, clearly not caring all that much right then when it was distracting Ohno from fucking him. Nino was glad that Sho was enjoying it enough that he was impatient for more, but he couldn't help wanting a straight answer from Ohno.
"Oh that," Ohno said, relieved. "Yeah, I can kinda do whatever. I mean, I was alone a long time? I used to play games with myself, see how fast I could come, or how long I could touch myself without finishing… Is that weird?"
"It's not weird," Nino ground out, "but why did you come as fast as you could with us?"
Ohno bit his lip. Now that he was catching on to what they were talking about, he looked like he was starting to get amused. Maybe even smug. But he sounded sincere when he said, "It seemed polite? Like you were working so hard to get me off, the least I could do was help out."
"Speaking of helping out," Sho interrupted. "Nino, couldn't this wait?"
Nino, about to argue, found himself staring at Ohno's hand on Sho's cock. He wasn't being gentle about it anymore, and Sho wasn't still recovering--he was so hard under Ohno's hand he looked like he could come again already.
Ohno really had overly talented hands.
Nino let his arms drop to the bed as he said to Ohno, "Fine, but I want to hear about these games later," and then to Sho, "I apologize, Director Sho, carry on."
Sho snorted, put-upon, but Ohno just stroked into him fully like he'd been waiting for Nino's issue to clear up already so he could get going. It surprised a choked cry out of Sho, and for the first time Nino felt like he might get hard again himself.
He lay there and watched, fascinated, as Ohno learned what Sho liked, as Sho learned what Sho liked, and it was clear that Ohno was a fast learner. It wasn't long before Sho was knocking Ohno's hand away from his dick and saying desperately, "I'll come already, just… don't stop."
"Does it feel good?" Ohno asked, his soft tone at odds with his demanding hips.
Sho nodded, wordless. There was a pleased expression on Ohno's face, like he'd been pretty sure he was making Sho feel good but not sure enough that it wasn't a relief to get confirmation.
"It felt good for me too, if you couldn't tell," Nino said casually, like they were discussing the merits of anal sex, but that expression on Ohno's face meant he actually had to get up to a kneel so that he could take Ohno's face in his hands and kiss him.
Ohno made a surprised noise, but he was willing as ever, and after the first faltering moment he found his rhythm again in a way that made Sho moan. Nino had to bend to kiss Sho after that, and that's where he stayed, kissing Sho and murmuring praise into his ear as Ohno made him witless.
Or maybe not completely witless, because after a while Sho said, all gravelly with a hint of mischief, "Did I hear you say you could come when you wanted, Satoshi-kun?"
Nino stage-whispered, "Don't you mean Agent Ohno?" and Sho snapped irritably, "No, I really don't, ahh." It seemed Ohno had found just the right angle.
"Yeah," Ohno said, but he wasn't as in control as before. He was sweaty and flushed, utterly gorgeous.
"Then shall we come together?" Sho asked politely. His voice was whispery with the attempt to keep it from coming out as a moan, but he made it work.
Nino laughed, "A new mission!" though he was a little distracted by the way Sho's soulmate mark had just tasted under his tongue. He licked Sho's shoulder again, considering, then bit down firmly.
He wondered aloud, "Do you think I could give you a hickey here?"
Sho and Ohno were busy having a conversation with their eyes, their bodies, and, belatedly, some more words.
"Yeah," Ohno said again, stubborn this time. "I can do that."
"I won't tell you when," Sho warned, but Ohno grinned suddenly. He stopped for a second, catching his breath, and his hand moved from Sho's bruised hips to his flushed erection.
"Nino will," he said smugly.
Nino's head jerked up from the imprint of his teeth on gleaming burgundy skin. "Huh?"
"You can tell, right?" Ohno said, rocking into Sho slowly like they were starting all over.
"Probably," he said, a little confused, and he looked down and saw Sho was starting to get impatient with this diversion. He was clearly so turned on he was about to explode from it. Involuntarily, Nino kissed him, but he still heard what Ohno said as Sho pushed insistently into Nino's mouth.
"It is our sacred mission, Agent Nino," and Nino laughed helplessly around Sho's tongue.
He didn't confirm anything with Ohno, didn't do anything for a long time after that but kiss Sho, but when he felt that little hitch in Sho's breath, he lifted his hand from where it had been resting on Sho's chest and gave Ohno a thumbs-up.
Ohno, who'd been delightfully noisy for quite a while, grunted in acknowledgement. He'd been working Sho over with his hand again in counterpoint to his dick, Nino could tell, and perhaps he'd been trying to keep himself just on the edge of coming so that he'd be able to follow through on Sho's half-joking proposal.
It almost worked--Sho cried out against Nino's mouth after another couple of seconds of Ohno fucking him harder than ever, and Nino kissed him affectionately as he fell to pieces. Then he heard a small noise from Ohno that was different from the others, and he turned his head in time to see Ohno go tense, make an amazingly happy face, and finally give his capable hips a rest.
"Yes," Sho said with feeling. "Mission complete."
"I was so close," Ohno said, but he didn't sound all that upset as he pulled out carefully and flopped down to pillow his head on Sho's chest across from Nino.
They lay there for several minutes, catching their breath together. Nino and Ohno laced their fingers together over Sho's ribs, their soulmate marks coiling around their wrists in pretty counterpoint to both their skin and Sho's.
At last Ohno mumbled fervently, "Let's do that again."
Nino felt Sho chuckle, and he squeezed Ohno's hand tightly. Sho said, "Whatever you want, Satoshi."
Ohno said contentedly, "Maybe after we take another bath."
It sounded like entirely too much moving to Nino, but it did end with his tired body in a hot bath, naked with the two people he loved most in the world.
He mimicked gently, "Whatever you want, Satoshi," and got painfully up from the bed in order to lug Ohno with him to the bathroom while Sho made noises about ordering clean sheets.
He'd probably order room service, too, and more champagne, and Nino didn't grudge it. Tonight was special, after all--for all of them.
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Eight months later.
As he had nearly every morning for the past year, Nino woke up next to the two loves of his life.
Sho was snoring, there was no other word for it, and Ohno had a little drool patch on his pillow next to his mouth. Nino was in the middle this time, all warm and cozy and content. Sho'd yanked the blankets over to his side sometime during the night, so though Nino himself was still covered he took a moment to drag them back over enough to cover Ohno as well, then brushed Ohno's hair gently off his forehead.
Ohno's hair was getting long again. He was starting to complain about it, which was a sure sign Sho would soon be making him an appointment to get it cut, but Nino enjoyed this look while it lasted.
There were still a few minutes before the alarm went off. Nino, as he'd tried to remember to do in the morning for the past year, closed his eyes and consciously focused on his gratitude that he got to spend so much of his life with these two people. He never wanted to take his happiness for granted, no matter how destined it had been. After all, it wasn't like there weren't unhappy soulmates in the world--making their happiness together took work, but Nino was more than willing to do it.
Then Ohno ended Nino's contemplation by rolling over and snuffling against Nino's neck, and even though he was still most of the way asleep, the arm that settled over Nino was also reaching for Sho.
The alarm went off, loud and irritating, and Sho smacked it silent without opening his eyes. Waiting for his boyfriends to wake up the rest of the way, Nino just smiled to himself and let his fingers play lightly over the ocean-blue swirls on Ohno's wrist.
As soon as he judged they were both pretty much awake, Nino said sweetly, "Sho-chan, you were snoring again."
"Must've been Satoshi," Sho lied shamelessly, his voice still garbled by sleep. "You know he's older than I am, right?"
Nino feigned surprise. "Is it your guys' old nostrils that are the problem here?"
"Hey," Ohno said tranquilly. "Leave my nostrils out of it."
"Speaking of nostrils, doesn't this apartment smell funny?" Sho said, turning toward them. He hadn't managed to get his eyes open but his hand still managed to find Ohno's.
His boyfriends snickered. Ohno said, "Your aroma diffusers..."
With ease, Nino expanded, "It's 'cause your aroma diffusers have only had a month to compete with the air filtering system. Don't worry, they'll seep into everything soon enough and we'll be the walking incense sticks we were before we moved."
Sho huffed, but Ohno said laughingly, "Sho-kun's still a walking incense stick. Last night I found a bit of lavender smell behind his knee--"
"But I haven't used lavender in any of the diffusers for months!" Sho protested, finally peeling one eye open to glare at them gruesomely, and Nino and Ohno cracked up.
Sho laughed too, and he edged even closer to the middle of the enormous bed so that he could tuck his chin against Nino's shoulder.
"I think I'll sleep in today," he said, all drowsy contentment.
Nino turned to drop a kiss on Sho's nose. "Jun-kun'll make you eat your tie if you're late."
"He won't know," Sho said stubbornly. "I don't have to go to the morning meeting, and besides, he's not the boss of me."
"Oooh," Ohno said admiringly. "Sho-kun, so brave."
"A bit lacking in survival instinct, though," Nino said, but Sho interrupted him.
"No, I looked on the hierarchical flow-chart and we're on the same level! I report to the board, not to Matsumoto-san, so technically--"
"Technically," Nino laughed. "But in reality--"
"In reality, Sho-kun is brave," Ohno said firmly, if a little sleepily. "And he looks good in a suit, and he's smart, and his hair does that swoopy thing that makes him look like a newscaster. A hot newscaster."
Sho said with some confusion, "Thank you…?"
"I'm going to visit my parents' grave next week, so I've been practicing," Ohno said, pleased.
"Ooh, what are you going to say about me?" Nino asked. He wrapped an arm around Ohno's shoulders even though Ohno seemed composed, because any excuse to touch Ohno was a good one in Nino's book. Just to be fair--which was another excellent excuse--he wormed his other arm around Sho and squeezed them both close, sighing blissfully.
"Your hair," Ohno said slowly, "doesn't swoop. But your eyes are really pretty."
Nino waited. "... Is that it?"
"You could say something about how he looks in glasses," Sho suggested. "Or how he always remembers to get the mail."
Nino drew in his breath sharply, trying not to laugh. "My blurb includes getting the mail?!"
"Ah, you are good at that," Ohno agreed like the question was settled.
"Thank you," Nino sighed. "I'm glad my soulmates recognize my talents."
"Always," Sho said soothingly, and Ohno nodded against Nino's chest.
They lay there for a moment, all cuddled together, and Nino tried to steel himself to leave the bed because he definitely wasn't planning to risk getting stuck with any more paperwork.
"Ah," Sho said, remembering something. "We made onigiri last night. That means we have an extra fifteen minutes before we have to leave, since breakfast is taken care of!"
"I thought you were going to brave Matsumoto-san's wrath anyway?" Nino laughed, and Sho shook his head and whispered, "Satoshi-kun said I'm smart so I'm trying to live up to it."
"Fifteen minutes?" Ohno echoed, a little late. "What should we do?"
"Oh-chan," Nino said fondly, and Sho simply got up on one elbow so he could lean over and kiss Ohno in explanation.
"No, I know that," Ohno said crossly, though he couldn't work up much irritation when he'd just been kissed so sweetly. "I mean, what kind. Fifteen minutes isn't a lot."
"Before we decide," Nino cut in, and he pulled Sho down for a morning kiss. This made Ohno want his own Nino kiss as well, and soon they were getting into it without deciding anything.
They'd gotten most of the way out of their clothes by the time Sho said with his eyes on Nino, "I feel like I got lots of attention last night," with that certain tone which made Nino hot all over. The night before had been one of the rare times that Sho bottomed for Nino, and though they tended to prefer it the other way around, when they wanted it that way, they really wanted it that way.
"Yeah, that was good," Ohno said, skinning out of his shirt.
"Then it must be Oh-chan's turn to decide," Nino said blithely, and having passed the responsibility off he pulled Sho's underwear the rest of the way down and climbed on top of him for another deep kiss.
In reality, it was Ohno's turn a lot, but none of them grudged it.
In the part of his brain that was still measuring just how much time they could spare before he was risking disciplinary paperwork, Nino could picture the rest of their morning--how whatever Ohno chose, they'd forget themselves in the enjoyment of it and go for too long, then have to rush through their shower without nearly enough groping. Whichever onigiri Sho had made would have too little salt, or too much, but they'd merely pass those ones to Ohno since he'd pronounce them delicious regardless. Nino would have a moment, sometime before they left, where he'd look around this strange new apartment and wonder why the hell he'd moved out of the comfortable old one, but then whatever had jarred him would be overshadowed by Sho brushing his fingers against Nino's soulmate tattoo as he rushed back to grab a tie, or by Ohno doodling at the cluttered countertop and telling Nino he couldn't look yet because it was a comic about Sho as a newscaster who fought crime.
Or perhaps Nino would trip over an unpacked box and leave for work in a bad mood, but that wouldn't be the end of the world either, not when his life--all of his lives--included Sho and Ohno by his side. Even his worst days had the promise of falling asleep with his soulmates at the end of them.
Then Ohno was sliding in close to them, and Nino moved to the side so there was space for Ohno to drape himself over Sho's bare chest. He did so, then looked at them like he was waiting for something.
"No, no," Sho said, laughing, "you were supposed to decide!"
"But my brain's not awake yet and you guys're kissing all the time away," Ohno whined, and Sho laughed again as he pulled Ohno up to kiss him.
"We've got ten minutes left," Nino said imperiously, then flicked his boyfriends on the shoulders when they didn't jump to attention.
They broke their kiss reluctantly, but when they turned to look at him it was like they were just waiting to say yes.
Even so, Nino gave it some flair. "You may be frightened, thinking time is running out and there's nowhere to turn. But lo, here I am, the challenger of destiny, and I…"
Here he paused dramatically. Sho chuckled, Ohno widened his eyes, and Nino grinned at them.
"I choose--"
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Okay, so first thing, Anon, I want to tell you that I completely adore this story. Seriously. You just made me feel like I was watching an episode of CSI with an awesome twist! I love the idea of that Soulmate tattoo thing. Seriously awesome. I thought the Sakumiya was an amazing treat already but you included Ohno there too, my precious OT3 oh my god, my life is complete :D Nino and Ohno as assassins, Sho and Jun and Aiba working alongside them, how can this not be amazing? I love the twist and damn, the sex too. I'm going to go out of my way to say it here that I'm pretty certain you, dear Anon, is a true blue Sakumiya shipper (it's too obvious) but I love that you made it sure to put Ohmiya in there too knowing that it's what I want. Thank you. I really enjoyed this long piece of awesome fic, seriously. The wait was worth it :D Great job!
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Phew, we made it~ Thank you so much for your lovely comment. ♥
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There were so many moments through this fic that I found myself holding my breath. You had this really intense way of describing everyone's emotions and it really pulled at my heartstrings. I was SO DISTRESSED for poor Ohno and his loneliness. I understood why Nino felt the way he did and why he was nervous about potentially losing 2 people (which was explored wonderfully both emotionally and more literally with the terrorist plots). I think my favorite scene was when they sparked, because everyone's different ways of reacting were so perfect. Sho needing to let out his frustration - very Sho - Nino in shock, Ohno crying. It made a supernatural, magical thing feel more real so I have to give you super ultra kudos for that.
Sho was a curious mixture of prude and wanton that made Nino ever more smitten - YESSSSS. Yes.
I was already in love with the domestic scene that opened the fic and how lovely the descriptions were, even with that hint of Ohno missing. And then the ending, going back to that domestic moment where Nino doesn't have to wonder anymore, so sweet! I think it was really important that they had that conversation also about how they would choose one another even without destiny's blessing. In that way, I think the sparking happened exactly when it was meant to ♥
You really built something here, I was impressed. :D Thanks!
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This fic definitely has a lot of emotions... I'm glad they worked for you. I teared up more than once writing Ohno this way, though of course I did it just so I could have him find his home and his people and his place with Sho and Nino (and friends and coworkers and a life~) in a way that would also make me tear up. :D And the soulmate tattoos were fun to work with because it gave real reasons for Nino's skittishness in an easily understandable way, but also because they are pretty great at signaling a happy ending, but ALSO because I was really interested in Nino choosing this complicated relationship, which was extra fun (and hard) with the soulmate thing. I had the soulmate sparking scene in mind pretty early, and deciding on their reactions was my favorite part of that, so I'm really glad it worked for you. And then by the end I had no idea what to do and just went with it, so I'm EXTRA glad the epilogue-y bit fit in! Once it got started it did seem to make sense as an ending, as least. :D
Thank you so much for your lovely comment. ♥!
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Thank you so much for sharing this anon! 💜
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Thank you so much for your lovely comment! ♥
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<3
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It was so good. It was really sad in a way since they were all in love with each other from the first moment and just knew they belonged together but also knew that it couldn't be true because they were three people and their soulmarks never sparked with each other.
I love how insecure and hopeful Nino is but also too scared to really be able to comit himself fully into this relationship because he was too scared to get hurt in the end. And Sho was adorable. He waited patiently for Nino to make his decision. And poor poor Ohno who felt so lonely till the end because he just wanted to have a place to be. A family, people who love him. My heart broke when he cried in Nino's arms because of his first time that was so so bad. And I was so happy for him in the end because he got them both. They all got themselves and at the time they decided to ignore fate and be together they sparked! That was beautiful.
And it wasn't just a soulbond story... The whole setting was beautiful implemented and written and Aiba and Jun just knowing everything about the three of them and helping in their own way.
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Maybe the main reason for this is that Sakumiya is my OT3 and you portrayed their established relationship so so well that I just felt like home, even if a third person entered the pairing on the way – and who can dislike Ohno, especially when he's such a cutie as you portrayed him as?. I loved the soulmate tattoo-thing with the non-sparked tattoos stressing everyone involved until FINALLY the solution surfaced. I was waiting for the three to touch at the same time since the beginning, knowing what would happen and I wasn't sure if I was going to like it or not but yes, in the end I really did. I thought you'll make it happen during their mission of saving Sho, I was a little bit surprised you dragged it out until the celebration but it fit well. I really suffered with the characters here, how unfairly treated by destiny they must have felt, it's incredible, unbearable. I totally understand Nino's frustration, Ohno's sadness and desperation as well as Sho's final outburst when they finally FINALLY sparked!!! I was so happy for them, I even cried a little! T^T
To be honest, what I enjoyed most of this story is definitely the setting. The agent stuff and the action, their missions, that was really awesome! The back flash scene in the city with Nino trying to deactivate the bomb, the stress, then Ohno's appearance and their escape with the car, that was an amazingly well written action scene and one of my favorite scenes throughout the whole story.
Of course, I also have to mention the smut. Oh hell yes, the smut. Since I'm not that much into OT3, I'm also not into threesomes but again, thanks to the chemistry of the OT3, it worked very well here and I really enjoyed it. It was something unusual for me to read, but it was damned sexy!
So to sum it up, thank you very much for sharing this story and making me enjoy an OT3. As I said, that's not easy to achieve! XD
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Hee, I love that you knew from the beginning that they'd spark when they all three touched--I figured it was obvious but sometimes what seems obvious when I'm writing doesn't when I'm reading, say, someone else's fic. It all felt so inevitable to me, writing this~ Sho and Nino were perfect together, but add Ohno and it's just destiny~ :D I did actually plan for it to be during the mission, too, but then I wanted to work in Nino CHOOSING to take a chance on being in this complicated relationship, and I didn't want that to be rushed and with their lives hanging in the balance, I wanted it to be deliberately chosen. Plus I realized I wanted to have their friends there with them. <3 It makes me really happy that it affected you in a good way, too. <3
Action isn't my forte, so I'm extra glad you enjoyed the missions! It was more fun than I thought to write them but also more stressful and clumsy. I guess like everything it takes practice. :D And on that note, the smut--I'm pleased that worked for you as well. <3 It's never going to work for everybody, so I can only write what works for me, but that makes me even more grateful when it does work for other people, hooray!
Thank you thank you for your wonderful comment! ♥
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