Tokusatsu musebox

I have had enough.

Really, it's not good enough. Sousuke's been away FAR too long.

I look down at the phone in my hand, nod decisively, and send the text.

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I let out a little groan of frustration when the first thing my phone informs me of upon landing in Japan is a text from Miu demanding my immediate return from England or I'm going to regret it. I know better than to think she's exaggerating, and for that it's a good thing I'm home, but it was supposed to be a surprise! She ruined her own surprise.

I return a text asking where she is. Let her figure out what I mean by that, usually that's code for 'be alone at home with Hiroto because I need to call you'.

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I tchh, and swiftly message back that I'm on my way home from work. If he wants to do that, it'll mollify me a little. But I want to see him. Ani misses him as well. I can tell by the differences in how he soulfully gazes off into the distance.

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On her way home is good. Maybe I can still manage a little bit of a surprise. I hope Hiroto is home too. I'm sure he will be, if she calls him. Unless he already is home.

Why is she working, anyway? When did that happen? Right! School! Okay, good.

So, yeah, Hiroto's probably just at home waiting for her.

I take a cab to their mansion, twiddling my thumbs and leaning out the window occasionally. I missed Japan.

I pay the cab driver with a hefty tip (they can cover me until I start racing in the country again) and send a text to both of them, telling them to come outside.

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The text from Sousuke is... unexpected, but not unwelcome. I'm in the middle of training, nearly shirtless and sweating. I leave Toripter in the training room, and go looking for Miu so we can be outside together.

I knew he'd be coming home soon, but not this soon. This is... a pleasant turn of events,

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...Sousuke?

I smile, finish brushing my hair, and meet up with my Ani near the front door. I take his hand as we head outside.

At last.

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There they are. Right there, in the flesh.

I can't keep the grin off my face, or restrain the whoop that escapes me. I run at them, diving between them only to catch myself with a hand on either of their shoulders, pulling them in for a hug.

"Tadaima."

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I take Miu's hand, holding it tight as we step outside.

And there he is, all smiles, all whooping, jumping excitement. I can feel his excitement echoed in my heart, and I bow my head as a fond smile takes me.

He leaps at us, his arms thrown around us both, and I indulge for a moment, tuning my head toward his neck, and simply breathing him in.

"Welcome home." It's murmured, very softly, but I know he hears.

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...there he is. With his ridiculous hair, cheap clothing, and a grin so wide it looks like it could split his face.

Actually, his clothing choices have improved, thanks to my influence, and I can admit -- sometimes -- that he looks quite good.

He throws himself at us, and Ani and I compensate, all three of us working together as we always do. Balancing. Holding. Loving.

I rest my head against his shoulder, an arm around his back, free hand still clutching Ani's tightly. "About time," I scold. "We've missed you."

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I'm not crying. I'm not crying. I'm not crying.

I missed them so much.

"Thank you." I choke out finally, then take a deep breath to steel myself. "I had things to do. I look forward to introducing you to Takuto. He's a hero too!" I clear my throat, again for focus. "But I needed to come here first. I've missed you both, so much."

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Ah, so his new friend isn't a goldfish. I honestly can't tell if that's good news or bad. I suppose we'll find out when we meet this Takuto person.

I give Sousuke an extra tight squeeze before I pull back, needing to look at his face. He's hasn't changed much, but there are experiences shining in his eyes. Travel can do that.

"Come inside." I gesture with a tilt of my head toward the house, reluctant to let either him or Miu go just yet. "So we can catch up."

There may be a note of innuendo in my words, but only if he's listening close enough to pick up on it.

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It is ridiculous to attempt to walk with all three of us joined like this, but of course we do it anyway. A lot more ridiculousness entered our lives when Sousuke did, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I stifle a smile at the tone in Ani's words. Sousuke had better not be tired.

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I'm not at all surprised we manage to make it inside without letting go of each other. I don't really want to let go of them at all. It's been too long. I needed to get some space if I was going to be able to focus on racing at all, but it was still hard not to be able to see them every day.

And now we're back together, ready to fight evil again.

"Catch up, Hiroto?" I ask with faux innocence. "What else do you need to know, I've told you all about England over the phone."

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We move together like we've always been one unit, despite differences and distance, and I hover on a threshold, not being able to decide if we should head for the living room or the bedroom.

"You have." I give him the faintest hint of a smirk, then glance at Miu, remembering how she chided me for 'having fun' without her over the phone with Sousuke. "But you haven't told Miu as much as you've told me."

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I pout at them both playfully. "Really, yes, Ani. I should make Sousuke 'catch up' with me while you have to sit in a chair and do nothing but watch."

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"Well, she was always busy with-"

Oh.

I practically fall in my haste to disentangle myself from them so I can stand in the doorway to their bedroom with my hands on my hips. "Is that all you keep me around for!?"

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I give Miu a private smile, knowing that she understands I wouldn't mind, would not protest her having fun with Sousuke while I sit and watch. Would probably very much enjoy that, in fact.

Suddenly Sousuke catches on to our intentions, flailing back and standing outraged in the doorway of our bedroom. Even after all these years he's still such a twitchy little thing.

"Sousuke," I let go of Miu long enough to pin Sousuke back, one hand against the wall beside his head, the other resting low on his torso, over his lean stomach near his waistband. I sigh slowly, and look up at him, eyes half lidded and heavy. "We've missed you very much."

My hand slides lower.

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I laugh. These two men are adorable and hot, and I love them both very much.

"We need to do bad things to you, first, Sousuke," I lecture him. "Then we can talk about the other ways that we missed you."

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I can't help but flail a bit when Hiroto pins me against the wall, but I'm not obtuse enough to shove him away.

Even if I do squeak a bit when his hand slips down and his voice drops into that tone.

Miu's teasing me too. At least I think I'm not blushing.

"W-well. Well then."

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He's blushing, which is adorable, because he blushes every damn time we cross this bridge.

I slide my hand down past his belt, resting my palm against the fabric covering his bulge. Still too small a bulge for my tastes; I will have to fix that.

"Miu," I call softly over my shoulder, giving Sousuke's dick a grip. "You should show Sousuke how much we've missed him first."

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Of course he needs my help. He always does, even if he doesn't realise it.

"You're so bossy." I smile, and stroll over to them both. I lean down and inspect the front of Sousuke's pants. Hm. It's looking better, but Ani's right, it needs some work.

I stand back up again and catch Ani's lips in a gentle kiss, then deepen it, casting a mischievous look at Sousuke.

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You'd think I'd be used to this kind of forwardness from them by now, since they've been like this since we finally sat down and decided that there was more to our... relationship than team-mates.

And they kind of cheat, with the weird mind-reading thing they do.

But it's been a long time. England's very far away.

It's not entirely fair when they pin me between them and do the kissing thing without, though.

"H-hey!"

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I lose myself for a moment in Miu's gentle kiss, as I always do, even after all these years together. My free hand comes up to lace fingers in her hair, gripping a little, tugging lightly.

I do manage to grip with my other hand at Sousuke as I hum against my sister's mouth. He's warm and hardening beneath my hand, and that feeling sends a jolt down my spine and right to my own dick, to the point where I have to shift just slightly.

He speaks, and I very reluctantly break the kiss with Miu to glance at him, my eyes heavy and lustful. "Oh, is our Sousuke feeling left out?"

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cure_shabon

Hey, why did it stop? It was getting fun!

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I smile, then place my hand next to Ani's. "He's feeling interested, from what I can tell," I note solemnly. "Maybe you should give him a little information, Ani."

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I don't understand how I can feel so trapped between them. Miu's quite a bit smaller than me, after all, and I know logically that if I wanted to I could pick her up around the waist. I am physically capable of that.

But when her voice is like that, and Hiroto's standing behind me with his hand there and they're both looking at me and yet not all at the same time, I just give up.

At least it's a manly whimper.

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I chuckle softly at my sister, the vibration of the sound no doubt felt by the twitchy creature pinned between us. I lean a little more into him, and turn my attention from Miu's mouth to Sousuke's neck. I nip at his jawline, gently, but still strong enough to leave faint little marks.

I love it when he whimpers.

I take my sister's hand in my own, guiding her palm more firmly against Sousuke hardness. I want to drive him wild. Want to make him think twice about leaving us for so long again.

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Ah, warmth on both sides of my hand. I smile, smoothing my palm carefully down Sousuke's proto-erection.

"You're very good at that, Ani. Is it like this?" I ask innocently, then I lean forward to feather little kisses along Sousuke's jawline on my side.

Edited Date: 2012-09-18 11:51 am (UTC)

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Oh, now they're using teeth, and that's definitely not fair.

"Bed!" I shout, bouncing and wriggling where I'm trapped between them. It takes me a second to find my hands but once I do I'm finding their wrists and peeling them away from my more sensitive areas to tug insistently instead. "Bed, now, please?"

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I let out another soft laugh when he begs for the bed. I would think him far too proper, but I know what sort of lover he can be.

"What do you think, Miu?" I move to my sister, sliding a hand around her waist, over that lovely inward curve between her hip and her ribs. I nuzzle at her cheek, then press a kiss right behind her ear.

"Should we appease our often absent lover?"

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"Patience, patience," I say with a mock sigh at Sousuke's bouncing.

Ani slips a hand around me and I move into him, leaning against him, balancing with him as we always do. I repress a delicious little shudder at that kiss. He knows exactly where I'm sensitive. "I think we've made him suffer a little, certainly," I say thoughtfully. "Do you think it's enough?"

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I respond to Miu's admonition with another manly whine.

They might as well be one person, the way they move and think in tandem, not to mention the teasing.

"I'll leave again!" It's a completely empty threat and I know it.

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I give in to temptation, and kiss Miu behind her ear a bit more firmly, leaving a little pink mark and then pulling back to press a practically chaste kiss to her cheek.

"Excuse me a moment." I slide away from my sister and move to Sousuke.

Without warning I pick him up and toss him over my shoulder, with his head at my back and his legs gripped tightly together by one of my arms.

I glance at my sister. "I think we should show him just how bad a decision leaving again would be."

I carry Sousuke to our bed.

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"Mm." I melt against him, then make a little moue of displeasure as he dares leave my side. But I suppose Sousuke deserves some attention. Especially this kind of attention.

"Should we use the silver silk scarves, or the gold?" I ask Ani lightly. "He looks so handsome in silver..."

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Okay, that squeak definitely isn't manly at all, but what am I supposed to do when Hiroto picks me up like this? I flail a bit, kicking my feet as much as I can and flapping my hands about. Blood's rushing to my head, at least as much blood isn't rushing... elsewhere, and I scramble at my pocket where it's pinned against Hiroto's shoulder, trying to get Speedor's Engine Soul out.

He doesn't need to be present for this.

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I drop Sousuke down onto our bed, more than large enough for the three of us, and snatch Speedor's Engine soul from his hand. I understand his concern, but he's not leaving this room until we're good and done with him. Perhaps not until very late tomorrow.

"Use both," I tell my sister, my lips turning up at one corner in a small smirk. "I'll be right back."

I leave the bedroom just long enough to put Speedor's Engine Soul safely on the shelf where Toripter, Jetras, and Jum-bowhale are kept, then head back to join my lovers, curious to see how they may have progressed.

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