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Jedao you are not helping but okay he kind of is, because the wink makes his stomach do a warm little flip and he gives a sort of helpless, slightly overwhelmed smile back. Not in a bad way just still a lot, but he's enjoying it.

And then Hakkai's hand is on his face and he all but melts into it, kissing back with enthusiasm at the touch, and a small, hoarse noise escapes him when he feels those long fingers trail through his hair, which makes his face burn even hotter but he's not upset by it.

He swallows thickly when Hakkai pulls back, swallowing audibly when he watches him lick his lips, and he nods eagerly. "Yeah. That's good."

"I'm glad." Hakkai smiles at him, one of his rarer, sweeter, just-between-us smiles, and then gives Eiffel's hair the tiniest little tug before he lets go.

He settles down into the seat on Eiffel's other side, stretching out one leg to press his ankle against Eiffel's, and turns his hand under Jedao's so that they can hold hands properly as he continues.

"I like it, too," he adds, and then, his voice dipping to something a bit quieter and more shy, he adds, "--and. As slow as you want to start, I'm happy with that. We could start with kissing when we're all hanging out on the couch -- maybe escalate to Jedao blowing both you and me while we put on a movie and kiss....

"I don't even think it would be moving too fast to take our pants off."

Anymore. He clears his throat. "But... I do want to work up to inviting you to spend the night with both of us, Eiffel, from time to time. Whether that means you and me with Jedao watching, or all three of us together."

Jedao makes a noise like he's been punched in the gut, a soft wheezing moan, and folds forward, head in his arms on the table, which does not quiet hide how brick red his face - and the back of his neck - have gotten.

"I was being so good," Jedao mumbles, in a slightly strained voice. "Not blurting it out or anything." Just hearing Hakkai describe that fantasy has him all the way hard, immediately, borderline painfully, right there at the table.

Fuck it would be so hot.

Well that produces an electric mental image, and for a second all he can think of is Jedao on his knees in front of the couch, ducking him off with one hand and the other in Hakkai's fly - and his face burns to match Jedao's.

And the way he pulls his foot away from Hakkai's far too quickly, to cross his legs and hide the immediate tenting there, tells a very obvious picture.

"Yeah, that, um." He doesn't know what to do with his hands, so he settles for decisively planking an elbow down on the counter so he can rest his chin on his fist, other hand on his waist in the world's most awkward attempt at being casual. "That sounds pretty good, actually, uh. I think I might be into that."

Hakkai, with a small, seraphic smile, lifts his teacup to his lips.

"Oh, good," he murmurs.

(He does enjoy double the reaction.)

Jedao doesn't lift his head from his arms but he does turn it so they can see his face again, ear pressed into his own forearm, face still a bit blotchy red.

"Are there things you can think of that would be, not good?" Jedao asks, and if his voice is a little strained it's only because his pants are still on.

"I, uh." He takes a deep breath, trying to let it out slowly to level his own blush out. "I've never- actually sucked someone off before, so- I dunno how I feel about dicks right in my face, yet? And- f-for now, I guess, I'd- like to make sure I can see both of you guys? Just until I get..." He lifts a hand to wave at them both vaguely. "Used. To it??"

"I'd like that," Hakkai agrees, setting down his teacup and reaching out with both hands to catch both Jedao's near hand and Eiffel's. He gives each a quick squeeze.

"That is... seeing both of you. I want both of you close enough to touch, at least at first. And Jedao and I both enjoy using our mouths quite a lot," he adds in a suddenly extremely practical tone, "so please don't feel as if you're obligated to try doing it immediately or to enjoy it once you try. There's competition for that position."

Jedao grins, but also rolls his eyes a little.

"Eiffel, baby, you love being good, getting a strong reaction, and having your hair pulled. You love sloppy kissing and you smoke, you love feeling something in your mouth. You're going to like cocksucking so much that it's going to be a logistical problem."

Jedao suspects that Eiffel is less nervous about the actual act of sucking a dick, as he is worried that if he doesn't like it, or doesn't like it enough, it will mean he's not gay enough to keep fooling around, somehow.

"You truly never have to try it, but I feel like I'm cheating you a little by saying that. But yeah, seriously, no rush."

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It's Eiffel's turn to whimper like he's just had the air shop-vac'd out of his lungs, and he drops his head to rest on his forearm, squeezing Hakkai's hand tightly almost in reflex.

"-m'hm," comes out muffled, but he brings his free hand up to flop on the counter and give a thumbs up to them both. "Got it."

Hakkai squeezes his hand back, smiling helplessly.

"I think," he says, "that we should relocate to the couch, and we can all cuddle and make out for a while. And if we decide we want to go further today, we can, but if any of us don't feel ready yet, we can send you home well kissed with an open invitation for later."

"If you really want to give us a fighting chance to just cuddle, you might need to give the me and Eiffel a good two minutes to go into separate rooms and masturbate," Jedao points out, very dryly.

He reaches over and pets Eiffel's hair, very gently.

"What do you think, baby? Dibs on the bedroom, or do we try living dangerously?"

And Eiffel feels his hips twitch at the hand in his hair, even when it's being so fucking gentle.

"I think if you guys keep teasing I'm gonna come in my pants," he mumbles. He's not even sure if he's actually embarrassed or not, just mind-blankingly overwhelmed with desire.

"And I," Hakkai admits, "really just want my hands on both of you, right now. I'm willing to live dangerously."

He'd be in as desperate a condition if he weren't still nervous enough to distract himself from arousal. It's why he wants to have them both closer, and if that ends in any or all of them coming in their pants then Hakkai cannot bring himself to mind.

He also wouldn't mind any or all of them taking their pants off, too, but that's a little beside the point.

"Okay," murmurs Jedao, because he's definitely not going to last once they're close and missing, but apparently that's okay.

He drops his hand down to Eiffel's shoulder, which seems potentially grounding, less screamingly provocative than his hair or neck.

"I'd like that too. Please?"

The hand on his shoulder does help a little, even if he has to breathe deep and slow through another shudder down his spine.

Still, he manages to tilt his blotchy-red face up to make eye contact with them. "I can do the couch," he agrees, and his voice is genuinely warm and fond.

...and then he adds after a second, "Can I have the arm cushion today?"

"Dibs on middle," Hakkai says immediately, because the thing he wants most desperately right now is just to be able to hold on to Eiffel and remind himself that it's okay.

He abandons his teacup on the table to deal with later, and doesn't let go of either of their hands as he gets to his feet, tugging them along towards the couch.

"Your arm cushion awaits, my liege," Jedao promises, in a silly overly-formal voice, giving Eiffel's shoulder a reassuring squeeze with one hand, even as he moves to his feet following Hakkai's pull on the other."

And he'll let himself be lead to the couch, still more than a little uncomfortable at the testing of his jeans making things a bit tight and awkward, but seeing Jesao in a similar state does some good in settling it.

And he flops against the couch to get cozy and nestled in his corner, keeping an arm raised to throw around Hakkai when he lands. "You guys are way too good to me, y'know?"

Hakkai settles in against him, head on his shoulder; a shiver catches him as he lets his weight rest on Eiffel. It's subtle enough that he could've hidden it if they weren't touching, and for a moment, embarrassed, he has to quell his own urge to scoot away.

He does want this, does care deeply for Eiffel, but that doesn't make it easy to lower his personal boundaries.

But he's also stubborn, and so he stays, even scooting in a little closer.

Against Eiffel's neck, he mutters, "If you disappear again tomorrow, I'm swearing myself to strict monogamy for life."

Being careful isn't really about being good to Eiffel. It's a very important side effect, but Hakkai is being careful with himself, too, right now.

"If he disappears tomorrow, I'm going to fetch him immediately," Jedao promises, settling in draped against Hakkai's back, pressing a soft kiss to the back of his neck.

Between what happened the last time Eiffel returned to his universe, and the shitshow of John, Arthur, and Edwin dealing with the same thing, Jedao is no longer willing to wait on the barge to return people he cares about. And Shen Wei has been in a coma for ages, Jedao is getting antsy. He can spare the time.

He also slips an arm around Hakkai's waist, holding him steady and close. He doesn't ruck up Eiffel's shirt yet or do anything with his pants, but - he's in position.

While he's certainly no stranger to Hakkai's glancing touches and warm presses against his side, this is one of the first times it's been an outright cuddle, and he can feel Hakkai fighting his own propriety to try and relax.

So he leans his head on Hakkai's and rests his hand on his shoulder, giving him a tight squeeze for a moment before he lets his hand just stroke warmly up and down his arm. And he can feel Jedao's arm, pressed between their waists and wrapped around Hakkai too, but it's just a nice bit of extra pressure to the cuddle.

"Cross my heart and hope to die," he mumbles dryly. "I'm not planning on leaving here without at least telling you guys."

He hadn't meant to disappear last time, either, but now is not the time to point that out; Hakkai takes a deep breath, consciously making himself relax into Eiffel and Jedao's joint embrace.

"Good," he says to both of them equally, instead of any argument he could make, and leans up to find Eiffel's mouth for a soft kiss.

Jedao nuzzles the back of Hakkai's neck, then rests his cheek on Hakkai's shoulder.

"We've got you, love," he promises softly.

The kiss gets a soft noise of surprise from Eiffel, but he also immediately lifts his hand to support Hakkai's head on the slightly awkward angle, kissing back readily and perhaps a little eagerly. He's still not entirely wound down, after all, and he very much enjoys kissing Hakkai as well.

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