#;;making wishes in the DARK [shiranui's commentary]

[smugshiranui]

Shamefully slides a smutty fic of my OC with Sano and Kyo onto my dash at 3 AM when most people are asleep.

Anyway here’s my Modern AU OT3

Sanosuke always preferred Askr’s apartment.

Unlike his own living arrangements, her place was entirely to herself. A humble one bedroom apartment. Despite Mibu house’s massive size, she had privacy above all else. They could hang out together without having to worry about any of the guys coming to interrupt - and though Harada did enjoy his friends, there had been enough awkward moments where someone like Shinpachi would make some sort of commentary on Askr and Sanosuke’s relationship and whether it might be more than platonic.

Not to say he didn’t wish it was more than platonic, but that kind of stuff could never be easy - popularity and good looks could only get a person so far.

Not to mention Harada did have competition.

In this case, it was the three of them hanging out together in the apartment, Harada, Askr and Shiranui for the first time in a confined private space.

Although both of them had been pretty obvious with their rivalry, it seemed out of respect for Askr’s comfort they dialed their efforts back significantly, not wanting to put her into any sort of awkward situation in her own home.

Of course, both men sat on either side of her on the couch as the credits for the show they’d been watching rolled and the next episode started. 

For some time, things remained comfortable - and though Harada had been skeptical of spending such alone time between someone he wanted to be more than friends with and someone who had the same goal in mind, Shiranui’s company had been enjoyable enough as well. 

They were alike in enough ways to be friends, at least.

Being young, in one’s prime and pining for someone was enough on its own, but when things got steamy in the show they were watching, Sanosuke’s throat felt thick suddenly, the contact from Askr’s thigh against his own as they sat in close enough proximity was something he became much more physically conscious of.

The sudden regret for wearing comfortable grey sweatpants set in shortly after.

Things took a turn for what seemed to be the worst when Harada heard murmuring from Shiranui, glancing from the corner of his eye to see Kyo whispering something in Askr’s ear. He couldn’t make out most of it, but when Shiranui pulled back from her, he caught the tail end of the conversation.

‘Just tell me if you want to stop anytime’

The two men locked eyes as Shiranui reached towards Askr’s lap, his hand carefully taking hold of hers. Sanosuke’s stomach dropped, suddenly feeling out of place as though he became a third wheel in that moment. A questioning glance of his amber irises towards Askr didn’t give him any answers - she seemed just as uncertain herself as Shiranui guided her hand over towards Harada.

Holding his breath, the redhead watched dumbfounded as Askr tugged down the waistband of his sweatpants, unsure of what to make of the situation but - the anticipation made him throb, despite his confusion.

So he helped her free himself from beneath his underwear, tugging down the material to expose his experly groomed treasure trail before revealing his semi-hard cock; watching curiously and finally remembering to exhale and relax as he decided to go with the flow and just allow things to head wherever they were going.

Askr’s fingers, guided by Shiranui, wrapped around Harada’s length, pulling back the skin lightly to fully expose his sensitive head. 

He let out a pleased sigh from the contact, leaning back against the couch to allow his body language to do the talking.

Long red eyelashes gently ticked along his cheekbones as he watched the two hands work together to stroke him to complete hardness, his teeth gently sinking into his lower lip to contain his contented, breathy sighs.

As he looked over to Askr, a realisation struck him and he raised a hand to her face, gently cupping her cheek.

“I’ve never even kissed you,” he murmured, leaning closer until his lips ghosted over hers, tickling with each word as he continued to speak, “I can’t let it stay that way.”

His calloused fingers tucked a strand of her long dark hair behind Askr’s ear as his lips parted and pressed against hers, moving slowly and methodically in time with her languid strokes around his cock. Sanosuke couldn’t help but groan against her lips.

When he withdrew, his cheeks felt hotter than he maybe would have liked, but the red tinge to Askr’s cheeks in the dim lighting of her living room was to die for.

“That’s really sappy,” she teased with a light smile - one unlike the way she usually smiled when she teased - this one a lot more… kind?

“He’s right though,” Shiranui murmured, cupping Askr’s face to turn her attention towards him, “that’s somethin’ I need to change too.”

Kyo closed the distance faster than either of them could blink, his lips moving against hers with an obvious hunger like he’d been waiting a long time for this - and he definitely made it last; tilting his head to the side to get a better angle at her lips. Despite Kyo’s intense focus on Askr, they didn’t leave Harada’s need neglected, Shiranui’s grip firm and steady around Askr’s hand to keep her strokes well timed.

It all left Harada stunned - he was used to being in charge and in control and he was certain Askr didn’t have much experience based on late night conversations they had with each other and yet Sanosuke felt like he was acting like the one with the least experience of the three of them; his face perpetually hot and each stroke feeling better than he could ever imagine someone’s hand could be.

Eventually Shiranui came up for air, and though before he had been the most composed of the three, Kyo now seemed to have caught up with the others with how much of that composure he’d lost; reducing the three of them to a disaster trio experimenting with each other on the couch with little clear direction on where any of them wanted to go.

“Nnnh-Askr,” Harada exhaled a pleased groan, beads of precum dribbling from the slit of his head and down the shaft. He glanced at the two of them briefly, hesitation clear on his face as he worked up the nerve to follow himself up and speak, “haa- Kyo, faster…”

No amount of preparation could have helped it not feel strange saying Shiranui’s name like that, but it made Harada throb regardless; and Kyo obliged him, tightening his grip around Askr’s hand and guiding her into faster strokes along the length of him.

Not wanting to be the complete centre of attention, Harada twisted his torso so that his upper body faced Askr, burying his face into her neck where he peppered the expanse of skin with soft kisses, eventually settling directly above her pulse point where he suctioned his lips around her, soft moans escaping his throat against where he sucked a bruise onto her skin.

Shiranui, catching onto what Sanosuke had been doing, angled himself to follow suit, his teeth teasingly scraping against her neck and nipping at her before he latched onto a spot he liked and sucked his mark.

The way Askr whimpered as the two of them laid claim to her tightened the knot in Harada’s abdomen, his hips rolling lightly as he sought further stimulation from the hand - or, hands - around his aching cock.

“You’re gonna make me cum like this,” Sanosuke purred low in Askr’s ear, nipping playfully at the lobe.

Perhaps she gained a sudden bout of confidence in their experimental situation, but Askr surprised Harada when she dipped down and returned the favour of showering Sanosuke’s neck with attention, her trailing down to the base.

“That is what I want, you know,” she tried to sound confident, but the embarrassment was obvious in her voice enough so that Harada felt it was a shame her face was hidden in his neck - even if the sensation of her lips as she began to suck against his skin felt good enough for him to not want her to stop. 

“Nnng-Ah, fuck…” he hissed, not expecting it to feel as good as it did as the suction of her mouth tugged at his skin and popped the delicate vessels beneath the surface, making her own mark on him like Kyo and Sanosuke had done to her.

It sent him unravelling quickly, a hand reaching desperately for Askr’s face so he could cup her cheek and kiss her, his tongue eagerly poking past her lips as he moaned into the kiss. The bit of his visible abs harden as his torso flexes, trying to draw it out as long as possible before he reached his peak. His lips broke from Askr’s, bringing along trail of saliva from their rather sloppy kiss, and he watched her with a strained expression as he teetered closer to the edge.

“Sanosuke...” Kyo growled, causing the heat in the redhead’s cheeks to become unbearable as he made eye contact with the other man, who’s violet eyes narrowed in a lusty gaze as he smirked and picked up his pace.

Shiranui nudged Askr towards Harada slightly, as if trying to get her to do something, and with a moment of hesitation she leaned in and ghosted her lips above Sanosuke’s. 

“Cum for me, Sanosuke,” she murmured, giving him a gentle peck on the lips after her command.

The words sent Harada hurdling to his climax, he couldn’t focus on returning Askr’s kiss and instead his lips parted in a silent ‘o’ as he lurched and his cock twitched in their hands, cum spilling from the head onto his stomach and down the shaft, coating both Shiranui and Askr’s hands as they continued to stroke him through his climax, his breathing ragged between low groans, and one particularly soft whimper as the two made him unravel so completely under their touch.

As he came down from the high, Harada’s muscular chest heaved with his deep breaths, his gaze tired and half-lidded as he looked over to the two with an awkward, satisfied smile. There was a bit of a mess, but most of it got onto Askr and Kyo’s hands as opposed to his own body.

Shiranui released Askr’s hand and stood, holding his cum-messy hand above his other to make sure it didn’t drip anywhere as he made a quick move towards the bathroom.

“There’s way too much…” the two could hear Kyo murmur to himself from the hallway.

Askr seemed to be less in a hurry, watching Harada with a wide-eyed gaze so cute to him that he couldn’t resist leaning over and brushing his lips softly against hers.

“That was…” he breathed, “actually really nice.”