#oh wait i think i remember this one-aaaand they're dead now...okay...alright

[baekuras]

Finished the Hell's Paradise anime and really REALLY you're gonna end it there? I want my closure in anime format as well right now pls and thank you this is just mean

[izzy-b-hands]

"Okay," Ed says, a careful eye on the inn's ridiculously big bed (though, for the price they paid for the best room, it should be.)

"Stede, you first, right side, turn on your side to the left aaaand there we go! Stay put," Ed instructs as Stede strips and follows him to the letter.

Izzy spends that time stripping down, and stands not unlike he might on the deck while waiting for Ed or Stede's next instruction to the crew. Arms behind his back, wrists clasped, bouncing gently on his heels.

With his cock firmly at attention.

Ed can't seem to help but laugh. "Iz, relax. We're on vacation, remember?"

"I'm perfectly relaxed!"

Ed shakes his head. "Sure. Then go ahead and mirror Stede there, on the left side."

After Izzy is in place, Ed hops up by the end of it and crawls to snuggle between them. "See? One of you can fuck me, the other can frot with me, and we still lay down and rest a bit! Win, win, win."

However, he's not all the way up yet, his face still snuggled with Stede's tits on one side, and Izzy's on the other. "Hm. Two seconds actually. I need a minute to enjoy where I am right now."

Izzy and Stede giggle, but they snuggle closer and let him nuzzle. He turns on occasion to gently smash his face into each of their chests, seemingly more relaxed by the moment.

"Oh," Stede says softly. "Iz, is he?"

Izzy nods. "He fell asleep."

Ed's breathing is slow, and he lets out a tiny snore as if on cue.

"Shhh," Izzy giggles. "Don't laugh!"

Stede slaps a hand over his mouth and nods.

They watch Ed sleep for a moment, then Izzy sighs.

"Let him sleep. I know he wanted to break in the bed, but I think it can wait."

"Doesn't it tickle?" Stede asks, gesturing to Ed's face smushed almost completely in Izzy's tits. "Him breathing against you there?"

Izzy nods. "I'm trying to ignore it."

Stede smiles, then in one voice they both say:

"He'll be a grump if we wake him up now."

Izzy smiles back. "Come to think of it, wasn't I too grumpy for you earlier?"

Stede yawns. "You were. And you bitched at me about the damned barnacles again-"

"They're physically affecting how the ship moves," Izzy interrupts. "And there's enough of them now I can't scrape them all off myself. That's why I was bitching."

"Iz," Stede scoffs. "Why didn't you just say that then?"

Izzy pauses, wheels turning. "Well fuck. Suppose that would have been better."

"Eh," Stede sighs, and snuggles into his pillow. "Consider it water under the bridge. When we get back, I'll make sure someone helps with that. I've already run the damn thing aground; I don't need barnacles to sink it next."

Izzy giggles. "Since we've been...getting along better, can I trust you with something?"

Stede looks pleasantly surprised. "Sure."

"Ed and I have run aground twice ourselves," Izzy says. "And the last one not too long before we ran into you."

Stede's mouth drops open. "Izzy!"

"I know," Izzy continues. "So...don't feel so fucking bad about it, alright? It happens. We just can't let it happen again, or at least not let anyone find out about it."

Stede grins. "Jack?"

"Fuckin' asshole," Izzy sighs. "As if he doesn't have a record of mutinies, but no, he brings up the fucking runs aground every time I see him-"

"Well, you won't see him anymore I don't think," Stede interrupts.

Izzy breaks into a grin, clearly fighting off a laugh. "Bonnet!"

"Well! I don't think I'd survive a cannonball like that."

"He'll hear you and come back from the dead purely to spite you," Izzy jokes.

"Let him," Stede says. "I'm ready for him now."

"What? To duel him and slap his ass with your sword?"

"And more," Stede yawns, setting off a yawn for Izzy too. "I can't keep my eyes open. If he's out, we may as well..."

Izzy nods, and snuggles in, a hand draped over Ed's side to rest near his hip.

Stede's hand joins after a moment, as Stede presses a few gentle kisses to Ed's. He reaches hesitantly for Izzy's hand, holding it as gently as he dares.

Izzy doesn't let go, but squeezes his hand and holds it tighter.