True Love's Sensation: (Gift for dropout)
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delphinapterus
Pairing(s): Ray/Mikey/Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, piercing
Word count: 3,195
Summary: Mikey decides to give them a surprise.
Mikey doesn't plan to tell either of them. A surprise isn't much of a surprise if they already know, but he doesn't want to do it alone either. He finds Ray curled over his guitar in what they jokingly call the music room. The headphones are squishing his hair so it's bushier in the back than normal, and Mikey can't resist running his fingers through it just a bit. Ray tips his head so that Mikey's fingers tug lightly at his hair. It's an acknowledgment and Mikey settles on the floor so he can rest against Ray's leg. He closes his eyes so he can listen to the quiet rasp of Ray's fingers against the guitar's strings.
It's a thing for Ray to complete whatever he's playing before he stops, just like Gerard is about his art, and Mikey never minds letting them finish even though he knows he could demand their attention right away. When Ray shifts to put the guitar back in its case Mikey rolls to his knees and boosts himself onto another chair so he can be at eye-level with Ray. It's easier to ask when he can see him.
Ray's hair is still flattened from the headphones and Mikey resists the urge to run his fingers through it and fluff it back into place.
"I need a favor," he says instead.
"Is it connected to how Gerard says you're planning something?" Ray asks as he flips the case closed and straightens to give Mikey his full attention.
Mikey grimaces, he should have known better than to try sneaking something like this past his brother. “Yeah. It was supposed to be a surprise."
"For Gee?"
"Both of you, but I don't want to do the prep alone."
"You want to tell me from the beginning or you want me to guess?" Ray asks.
"Remember how Gee was talking about the girl at Pete's last thing?"
Ray nods and slides his foot forward so his toes are just touching Mikey's. "The one with the back piercings?"
Mikey licks lips suddenly gone dry. “Corset. They’re called corset piercings, and I thought, um, Gee said they looked good, and you liked them, so I thought it'd be a good surprise."
Ray swallows convulsively, "That’s, yeah, that'd be a good surprise. When are you getting them?"
"Tomorrow.” He takes a deep breath then exhales slowly. “I'm getting it done tomorrow."
"Of course I'll go," Ray says even as he rolls his chair closer to Mikey.
Mikey reaches out and catches Ray's hand as Ray tangles his foot through the leg of Mikey's chair . He leans forward to place a gentle open-mouthed kiss on Mikey’s cheek. Mikey turns his head just enough that he can kiss back, keeping fingers wrapped around Ray's hand.
Gerard finds them like that, Ray's foot hooked with Mikey's, their fingers laced together as they kiss leaning out of their chairs. Gerard buries his fingers in the short hair at the nape of Mikey's neck, just like he's done since they were kids, and tugs. Mikey tips his head up obediently so Gerard can get his own kiss but he doesn't let go of Ray. Gerard's mouth is hot and insistent against Mikey’s, tongue sliding in as soon as his lips part.
"Are you plotting without me?" Gerard asks against Mikey's mouth, his tongue flicking over Mikey's bottom lip in a way that nobody else’s ever has.
"Maybe," he says, aware that the way Ray's thumb is stroking over the back of his hand is telling him without words that it's Mikey's decision.
Gerard presses another kiss, soft to the point of being more the promise of a kiss than a real kiss, to Mikey’s mouth before he whispers, "Tell me or I make Ray do it."
Mikey shakes his head and reaches up to tangle his hand in Gerard's hair. “He won't. Just be patient."
Ray laughs and Mikey pokes him in the calf even as Gerard makes a protesting harrumph.
"Gee can be patient just for a day, can't you?" Mikey says emphasizing his words with a tug of Gerard's hair that's wrapped like red ribbon around his fingers.
Gerard nods as much as Mikey's grip allows, and when Mikey tightens his fingers Gerard folds downwards just like he wants. This time he doesn't let things stay soft; instead he presses inside Gerard's mouth, hard and insistent. Gerard is pliant under his hand as Mikey moves Gerard's head to get a better angle. He has to shift to stop their kiss from breaking when Ray moves. Gerard sways with his movement and Mikey hears Ray make a pleased sound at the sight. Ray has always liked watching them kiss. Gerard pulls back as Ray grabs his hand and tugs to make Gerard move into the gap between their chairs.
"Share Mikeyway," he says and Mikey smiles at them both as Gerard lets Ray move him into position, tugging Gerard forward and down so that he can reach his mouth.
* * *
Mikey can feel the cool tip of the marker dotting the position for each ring and the way Ray's hand is curled gently around his fingers.
"You want to look?" the piercer, Karin, asks him.
He doesn't want to get up. It already feels weird enough to have his shirt off in semi-public. He squeezes Ray's fingers, "Ray?"
"You sure you don't want to see?"
He shakes his head as best he can when his cheek is resting against the little cotton pad on the table that's serving as his pillow. "I trust you."
"You sure?" Karin asks again and he nods.
The warmth of Ray's finger touches his back low on his left side, "This one should be up a bit to be in line."
He closes his eyes as he feels Karin lay her measuring tool across his skin again. He only half listens as Ray and Karin check placement again. He knows Ray will be as exacting with these as he is tuning a guitar. Mikey thinks about Gerard's face after Pete’s party, when he traced the x-shapes the laces would make across his back and how he’d been hesitant, almost delicate, as his fingers had described what he was imagining.
"Ready for the first one?" Karin asks pulling Mikey out of the memory of Gerard painting laces onto his skin with chocolate syrup.
"Yeah," Mikey says as he lets out a slow breath and tightens his fingers around Ray's hand.
He feels the latex of Karin's gloves as she pulls the skin of his back up then the sharp shock of the needle sliding through his flesh.
"I see why you didn't ask Gee," Ray says, voice just slightly too high, and Mikey hums in agreement.
He feels the drag of the needle as Karin pulls it out and threads the first ring into his back. It doesn't hurt the way he was expecting it to hurt. The pain is different, a sharp pinching ache that settles into his skin.
"You okay?" Karin asks, one hand resting gently next to the spot where the next ring will go.
"Yeah, just do it," Mikey tells her even though his throat is tight and making him sound hoarse.
He breaths out as he feels her slide the needle in again. He closes his eyes and concentrates on the feel of the ring being twisted through his skin, then the tug as Karin puts in the bead that holds the ring closed. He feels the brush of her fingers and waits for the next thrust of the needle.
* * *
Mikey has to pause for a second when Ray touches his shoulder and tells him they're done. Ray's eyes are wide and Mikey can see a faint flush over his cheeks. His own body is humming with endorphins, and he can feel the ends of the cord that is laced through the rings brushing against the small of his back. He lets Ray deal with Karin's instructions because he can't pay attention to her, lost in the way the cord feels against the skin of his back.
"Ready?" Ray says and Mikey jumps, startled out of the feeling of the piercings and the cord moving as he moves.
Mikey pulls on his shirt - one of Gerard's button downs - backwards so it doesn't rub against the new piercings. He knows he looks silly but he'd rather have something on than have to walk out the door half-naked. Ray smiles and lets Mikey go out the door first. He can feel Ray's eyes on his back as he walks.
* * *
Gerard is waiting when they get back, just like Mikey knew he would be. He lets Ray go inside first. He shifts as he waits, feeling the cord dragging against his skin as he moves, translating into the rings, making them tug ever so slightly against the skin of his back. He's half hard from the endorphins and the constant rub-tug sensation, and he wants to palm himself through his jeans, stroke and fondle until he's hard and aching, but he forces himself to wait. He lets Ray herd Gerard back into the den, following behind them, reveling in the new sensations.
"Ready, Gee?" he asks before Gerard can say anything.
Gerard nods. Mikey slides off the shirt and turns slowly. He hears Gerard suck in a breath then nothing. Mikey wants to turn around so he can see Gerard's face, but he forces himself to hold still.
"Oh Mikey," Gerard finally says in a hushed voice.
He knows exactly what that tone means, and he relaxes secure in the knowledge that Gerard likes it. He feels the air move against his skin as Gerard moves closer and asks to touch it. He nods and Gerard's finger presses lightly against the base of the ring sitting high on Mikey’s shoulder blade. The first touch of Gerard's finger against his skin sends the blood rushing to Mikey’s cock, makes him gasp as he hardens. Gerard presses down just a little more firmly and Mikey moans, unable to help the sound as Gerard's finger drags over his skin and traces along the shadows thrown by the cord.
"I want." Gerard swallows, his throat making a dry clicking noise. "Can we fuck you when you're laced up?"
Mikey shrugs, feeling the cord move against his skin. “We can try but…just soon. Please."
"We'll be gentle," Ray says, his voice hoarse, and Mikey shivers even though the room is warm.
* * *
Gerard can't stop touching him. He keeps running his fingers along Mikey's back and tugging ever so tentatively at the cord that ties the rings together. Gerard is kissing him, arms encircling Mikey's waist so the ends of the cord are brushing Gerard’s fingers. Mikey's hard and aching, pressing himself against Gerard's hip as his brother explores his mouth. He is dimly aware of the click of a camera shutter, but he all he can care about is how Gerard's hip is rubbing against his cock. Gerard pulls his mouth away and Mikey moans at the loss. He looks past Gerard to where Ray is standing, camera still raised in his hands, even though his cock is obviously hard.
"Later," Mikey says.
"Just one more of your back," Ray promises, and Mikey doesn't bother hiding his smile.
He lets Ray move him into better light while Gerard hurriedly undresses. As soon as he hears the click of the shutter he turns around, impatient with waiting. He waits until Ray puts the camera down before grabbing his hands and pulling him toward the bed where Gerard is waiting for them.
Mikey's knees bump the edge of the mattress but he keeps pulling until Ray is pressed against him from shoulder to thigh. He can feel the hard line of Ray's cock and his hands fumble with the top button of Ray's pants. Ray helps him get rid of the pants then strips his shirt quickly over his head since experience has taught them it's always safer if Ray gets rid of his own shirt.
"Come here," Gerard says from behind him and Mikey turns to see him leaning against the headboard.
He grins and drops to his hands and knees so he can crawl across the bed. He watches Gerard's face, watches how his eyes are focused on the rise and fall of his shoulders. Ray makes a strangled noise that tells Mikey the piercings looks good for him too. He crawls into the V of Gerard's legs and ducks his head to lick across the head of his cock. Ray makes a disapproving noise as Mikey sucks the head into his mouth to make Gerard gasp.
"Not yet, Mikey," Ray says and Mikey feel a tug at the corset's cord.
Mikey gaps arching backward involuntarily as Gerard's cock slides from his mouth with a wet pop. The rings are individual points of pinching pain on his back, he can feel them pulling at his skin as Ray holds the pressure on the cord. It is the right kind of pain even though the sensation of the rings is different and he feels his cock jerk in response. The cord goes slack and he twists, enjoying the way it makes the cord pull tight again, to look at Ray.
"Can I fuck you while you suck him?" Ray asks.
"Yeah," Mikey breaths and he knows Gerard is nodding.
Mikey takes Gerard back into his mouth, cradling his cock on his tongue, just enjoying the feel of him, as Ray slides one slick finger into his hole. Ray knows him, knows how he likes it, and he adds a second finger almost immediately, making Mikey whimper around Gerard's cock even as he brings up a hand to circle the base of his own. He doesn't want to come until Ray is inside him.
Mikey can feel Ray's fingers moving inside him, and he tilts his hips to give Ray a better angle. He feels Ray pressing a third finger inside him and groans. Gerard exhales hard and Mikey pulls off enough to tell Ray to hurry up. Ray's fingers slide out and then Mikey feels the bed shift before the warm blunt head of Ray's cock is pressed against him. He pulls off Gerard's cock to breathe as he press backwards. Ray's hands feel hot and familiar as they grip his hips. Ray shifts and then all Mikey can feel is the smooth steady push of Ray's cock into his hole. He takes Gerard in his mouth again as he welcomes the stretch as Ray slides deeper, and the sensation of Ray inside him combined with the tug of the piercings and the weight of Gerard in his mouth is almost too much.
Mikey moans and they all pause. It feels like time has stopped, holding Mikey suspended between Ray and Gerard, frozen forever like a statue. Ray shifts and everything snaps back into place. The piercings add a hint of pain that Mikey isn't used to, and he welcomes the new sensation but it makes it hard to focus on Gerard. Mikey loves the way Gerard tenses, fights to stay still, even as he gasps and tells them both how Mikey's mouth feels on him. Between the feel of Ray moving inside him and the unexpected tugs on the rings he just can't concentrate on sucking Gerard. Finally, after he loses his rhythm yet again, he pulls off and lays his head on Gerard's thigh, hair rasping on Gerard’s skin with every one of Ray’s thrusts.
"Too much?" Gerard asks, running his fingers through Mikey's hair, and Ray slows in response.
"No," Mikey says, trying his best to sound firm. He doesn't want to stop. "Just think I might bite you."
Ray's hips snap forward and Mikey exhales as sparks dance in his vision. Ray shifts just a bit, just enough to hit that spot again, and Mikey's hips push back into his thrusts. He gathers the precome leaking from Gerard's cock onto his fingers and reaches under himself to curl his hand around his own cock. He lets the force of Ray's thrusts move him as he strokes himself.
He's gasping, panting into the soft skin of Gerard's thigh, as he comes messy and hot over his hand. His body clenches around Ray as he rides the high of orgasm. Mikey feels Ray stiffen against him then the familiar rush of him coming buried in Mikey’s body. Mikey presses a kiss to the head of Gerard's leaking cock as Ray slowly withdraws leaving him feeling empty.
Ray stretches out beside them, cock soft and damp against his thigh, and Mikey rolls away from Gerard just enough to nip gently at Ray's side. Ray runs a hand through Mikey's hair and Mikey makes a face at him. He feels rather than sees Gerard moving behind him.
"You ready?" Gerard asks and Mikey cants his hips upward in response.
He feels Gerard's fingers circle his hole, stroking through the slick mess of lube and come before sliding into him. Mikey huffs low in his throat. He wants more than fingers.
Gerard laughs and keeps teasing him. "You're impatient when I'm the one who's still hard?"
Mikey just smiles and waits. Even after all the years together, it still makes him happy to hear Gerard laughing when they're in bed. He likes that sign that things are good between them.
"Stop teasing him, Gee," Ray says as he strokes a thumb along the curve of Mikey's jaw.
Gerard makes an affirmative noise as he finally slides his fingers from Mikey's body. When Gerard grips Mikey's hips his fingers fit into the marks Ray's hands left and Mikey knows from experience that he'll be wearing their bruises in the morning. He shifts forward just a bit so Gerard will tighten his grip just like he knows Mikey likes it.
When Gerard finally slides his cock into him Mikey can't help but let out a sigh of relief. Gerard uses short thrusts instead of the long glide that Ray prefers. Mikey lets his weight rest in Gerard's hands, lets Gerard move his body in time with his strokes. He's sensitive and hyper-aware of how the short thrusts make the piercings pull more; he can feel the low-level ache of the rings shifting against his flesh. He wonders if Gerard can see them moving.
"Fuck, can you feel them?" Gerard pants.
"Under my skin," Mikey mumbles still focused on how the rings feel.
Ray's hand falters for a second before he resumes stroking Mikey's hair. Mikey turns his head and he can see that Ray watching his back too. He's so caught in the intensity of Ray's gaze that it startles him to feel Gerard come. Gerard rolls away and collapses against Mikey's other side. They lay quietly, listening to Gerard's breathing evening out and the soft shush of Ray's hand through Mikey's hair. Mikey can feel the body heat from both of them radiating into him and it makes him feel sleepy.
"Good surprise?" he asks.
"Yeah," Gerard says as he tugs gently at the ends of the cord.
"Clean up later?" Mikey asks hopefully.
"We'll unlace you first though," Ray warns and Mikey nods.
He feels Ray's hand nudge against the small of his back as he joins Gerard in gently undoing the cord woven through the rings. Mikey smiles and closes his eyes, falling asleep to the feeling of them untying him.
Author:
delphinapterusPairing(s): Ray/Mikey/Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, piercing
Word count: 3,195
Summary: Mikey decides to give them a surprise.
Mikey doesn't plan to tell either of them. A surprise isn't much of a surprise if they already know, but he doesn't want to do it alone either. He finds Ray curled over his guitar in what they jokingly call the music room. The headphones are squishing his hair so it's bushier in the back than normal, and Mikey can't resist running his fingers through it just a bit. Ray tips his head so that Mikey's fingers tug lightly at his hair. It's an acknowledgment and Mikey settles on the floor so he can rest against Ray's leg. He closes his eyes so he can listen to the quiet rasp of Ray's fingers against the guitar's strings.
It's a thing for Ray to complete whatever he's playing before he stops, just like Gerard is about his art, and Mikey never minds letting them finish even though he knows he could demand their attention right away. When Ray shifts to put the guitar back in its case Mikey rolls to his knees and boosts himself onto another chair so he can be at eye-level with Ray. It's easier to ask when he can see him.
Ray's hair is still flattened from the headphones and Mikey resists the urge to run his fingers through it and fluff it back into place.
"I need a favor," he says instead.
"Is it connected to how Gerard says you're planning something?" Ray asks as he flips the case closed and straightens to give Mikey his full attention.
Mikey grimaces, he should have known better than to try sneaking something like this past his brother. “Yeah. It was supposed to be a surprise."
"For Gee?"
"Both of you, but I don't want to do the prep alone."
"You want to tell me from the beginning or you want me to guess?" Ray asks.
"Remember how Gee was talking about the girl at Pete's last thing?"
Ray nods and slides his foot forward so his toes are just touching Mikey's. "The one with the back piercings?"
Mikey licks lips suddenly gone dry. “Corset. They’re called corset piercings, and I thought, um, Gee said they looked good, and you liked them, so I thought it'd be a good surprise."
Ray swallows convulsively, "That’s, yeah, that'd be a good surprise. When are you getting them?"
"Tomorrow.” He takes a deep breath then exhales slowly. “I'm getting it done tomorrow."
"Of course I'll go," Ray says even as he rolls his chair closer to Mikey.
Mikey reaches out and catches Ray's hand as Ray tangles his foot through the leg of Mikey's chair . He leans forward to place a gentle open-mouthed kiss on Mikey’s cheek. Mikey turns his head just enough that he can kiss back, keeping fingers wrapped around Ray's hand.
Gerard finds them like that, Ray's foot hooked with Mikey's, their fingers laced together as they kiss leaning out of their chairs. Gerard buries his fingers in the short hair at the nape of Mikey's neck, just like he's done since they were kids, and tugs. Mikey tips his head up obediently so Gerard can get his own kiss but he doesn't let go of Ray. Gerard's mouth is hot and insistent against Mikey’s, tongue sliding in as soon as his lips part.
"Are you plotting without me?" Gerard asks against Mikey's mouth, his tongue flicking over Mikey's bottom lip in a way that nobody else’s ever has.
"Maybe," he says, aware that the way Ray's thumb is stroking over the back of his hand is telling him without words that it's Mikey's decision.
Gerard presses another kiss, soft to the point of being more the promise of a kiss than a real kiss, to Mikey’s mouth before he whispers, "Tell me or I make Ray do it."
Mikey shakes his head and reaches up to tangle his hand in Gerard's hair. “He won't. Just be patient."
Ray laughs and Mikey pokes him in the calf even as Gerard makes a protesting harrumph.
"Gee can be patient just for a day, can't you?" Mikey says emphasizing his words with a tug of Gerard's hair that's wrapped like red ribbon around his fingers.
Gerard nods as much as Mikey's grip allows, and when Mikey tightens his fingers Gerard folds downwards just like he wants. This time he doesn't let things stay soft; instead he presses inside Gerard's mouth, hard and insistent. Gerard is pliant under his hand as Mikey moves Gerard's head to get a better angle. He has to shift to stop their kiss from breaking when Ray moves. Gerard sways with his movement and Mikey hears Ray make a pleased sound at the sight. Ray has always liked watching them kiss. Gerard pulls back as Ray grabs his hand and tugs to make Gerard move into the gap between their chairs.
"Share Mikeyway," he says and Mikey smiles at them both as Gerard lets Ray move him into position, tugging Gerard forward and down so that he can reach his mouth.
* * *
Mikey can feel the cool tip of the marker dotting the position for each ring and the way Ray's hand is curled gently around his fingers.
"You want to look?" the piercer, Karin, asks him.
He doesn't want to get up. It already feels weird enough to have his shirt off in semi-public. He squeezes Ray's fingers, "Ray?"
"You sure you don't want to see?"
He shakes his head as best he can when his cheek is resting against the little cotton pad on the table that's serving as his pillow. "I trust you."
"You sure?" Karin asks again and he nods.
The warmth of Ray's finger touches his back low on his left side, "This one should be up a bit to be in line."
He closes his eyes as he feels Karin lay her measuring tool across his skin again. He only half listens as Ray and Karin check placement again. He knows Ray will be as exacting with these as he is tuning a guitar. Mikey thinks about Gerard's face after Pete’s party, when he traced the x-shapes the laces would make across his back and how he’d been hesitant, almost delicate, as his fingers had described what he was imagining.
"Ready for the first one?" Karin asks pulling Mikey out of the memory of Gerard painting laces onto his skin with chocolate syrup.
"Yeah," Mikey says as he lets out a slow breath and tightens his fingers around Ray's hand.
He feels the latex of Karin's gloves as she pulls the skin of his back up then the sharp shock of the needle sliding through his flesh.
"I see why you didn't ask Gee," Ray says, voice just slightly too high, and Mikey hums in agreement.
He feels the drag of the needle as Karin pulls it out and threads the first ring into his back. It doesn't hurt the way he was expecting it to hurt. The pain is different, a sharp pinching ache that settles into his skin.
"You okay?" Karin asks, one hand resting gently next to the spot where the next ring will go.
"Yeah, just do it," Mikey tells her even though his throat is tight and making him sound hoarse.
He breaths out as he feels her slide the needle in again. He closes his eyes and concentrates on the feel of the ring being twisted through his skin, then the tug as Karin puts in the bead that holds the ring closed. He feels the brush of her fingers and waits for the next thrust of the needle.
* * *
Mikey has to pause for a second when Ray touches his shoulder and tells him they're done. Ray's eyes are wide and Mikey can see a faint flush over his cheeks. His own body is humming with endorphins, and he can feel the ends of the cord that is laced through the rings brushing against the small of his back. He lets Ray deal with Karin's instructions because he can't pay attention to her, lost in the way the cord feels against the skin of his back.
"Ready?" Ray says and Mikey jumps, startled out of the feeling of the piercings and the cord moving as he moves.
Mikey pulls on his shirt - one of Gerard's button downs - backwards so it doesn't rub against the new piercings. He knows he looks silly but he'd rather have something on than have to walk out the door half-naked. Ray smiles and lets Mikey go out the door first. He can feel Ray's eyes on his back as he walks.
* * *
Gerard is waiting when they get back, just like Mikey knew he would be. He lets Ray go inside first. He shifts as he waits, feeling the cord dragging against his skin as he moves, translating into the rings, making them tug ever so slightly against the skin of his back. He's half hard from the endorphins and the constant rub-tug sensation, and he wants to palm himself through his jeans, stroke and fondle until he's hard and aching, but he forces himself to wait. He lets Ray herd Gerard back into the den, following behind them, reveling in the new sensations.
"Ready, Gee?" he asks before Gerard can say anything.
Gerard nods. Mikey slides off the shirt and turns slowly. He hears Gerard suck in a breath then nothing. Mikey wants to turn around so he can see Gerard's face, but he forces himself to hold still.
"Oh Mikey," Gerard finally says in a hushed voice.
He knows exactly what that tone means, and he relaxes secure in the knowledge that Gerard likes it. He feels the air move against his skin as Gerard moves closer and asks to touch it. He nods and Gerard's finger presses lightly against the base of the ring sitting high on Mikey’s shoulder blade. The first touch of Gerard's finger against his skin sends the blood rushing to Mikey’s cock, makes him gasp as he hardens. Gerard presses down just a little more firmly and Mikey moans, unable to help the sound as Gerard's finger drags over his skin and traces along the shadows thrown by the cord.
"I want." Gerard swallows, his throat making a dry clicking noise. "Can we fuck you when you're laced up?"
Mikey shrugs, feeling the cord move against his skin. “We can try but…just soon. Please."
"We'll be gentle," Ray says, his voice hoarse, and Mikey shivers even though the room is warm.
* * *
Gerard can't stop touching him. He keeps running his fingers along Mikey's back and tugging ever so tentatively at the cord that ties the rings together. Gerard is kissing him, arms encircling Mikey's waist so the ends of the cord are brushing Gerard’s fingers. Mikey's hard and aching, pressing himself against Gerard's hip as his brother explores his mouth. He is dimly aware of the click of a camera shutter, but he all he can care about is how Gerard's hip is rubbing against his cock. Gerard pulls his mouth away and Mikey moans at the loss. He looks past Gerard to where Ray is standing, camera still raised in his hands, even though his cock is obviously hard.
"Later," Mikey says.
"Just one more of your back," Ray promises, and Mikey doesn't bother hiding his smile.
He lets Ray move him into better light while Gerard hurriedly undresses. As soon as he hears the click of the shutter he turns around, impatient with waiting. He waits until Ray puts the camera down before grabbing his hands and pulling him toward the bed where Gerard is waiting for them.
Mikey's knees bump the edge of the mattress but he keeps pulling until Ray is pressed against him from shoulder to thigh. He can feel the hard line of Ray's cock and his hands fumble with the top button of Ray's pants. Ray helps him get rid of the pants then strips his shirt quickly over his head since experience has taught them it's always safer if Ray gets rid of his own shirt.
"Come here," Gerard says from behind him and Mikey turns to see him leaning against the headboard.
He grins and drops to his hands and knees so he can crawl across the bed. He watches Gerard's face, watches how his eyes are focused on the rise and fall of his shoulders. Ray makes a strangled noise that tells Mikey the piercings looks good for him too. He crawls into the V of Gerard's legs and ducks his head to lick across the head of his cock. Ray makes a disapproving noise as Mikey sucks the head into his mouth to make Gerard gasp.
"Not yet, Mikey," Ray says and Mikey feel a tug at the corset's cord.
Mikey gaps arching backward involuntarily as Gerard's cock slides from his mouth with a wet pop. The rings are individual points of pinching pain on his back, he can feel them pulling at his skin as Ray holds the pressure on the cord. It is the right kind of pain even though the sensation of the rings is different and he feels his cock jerk in response. The cord goes slack and he twists, enjoying the way it makes the cord pull tight again, to look at Ray.
"Can I fuck you while you suck him?" Ray asks.
"Yeah," Mikey breaths and he knows Gerard is nodding.
Mikey takes Gerard back into his mouth, cradling his cock on his tongue, just enjoying the feel of him, as Ray slides one slick finger into his hole. Ray knows him, knows how he likes it, and he adds a second finger almost immediately, making Mikey whimper around Gerard's cock even as he brings up a hand to circle the base of his own. He doesn't want to come until Ray is inside him.
Mikey can feel Ray's fingers moving inside him, and he tilts his hips to give Ray a better angle. He feels Ray pressing a third finger inside him and groans. Gerard exhales hard and Mikey pulls off enough to tell Ray to hurry up. Ray's fingers slide out and then Mikey feels the bed shift before the warm blunt head of Ray's cock is pressed against him. He pulls off Gerard's cock to breathe as he press backwards. Ray's hands feel hot and familiar as they grip his hips. Ray shifts and then all Mikey can feel is the smooth steady push of Ray's cock into his hole. He takes Gerard in his mouth again as he welcomes the stretch as Ray slides deeper, and the sensation of Ray inside him combined with the tug of the piercings and the weight of Gerard in his mouth is almost too much.
Mikey moans and they all pause. It feels like time has stopped, holding Mikey suspended between Ray and Gerard, frozen forever like a statue. Ray shifts and everything snaps back into place. The piercings add a hint of pain that Mikey isn't used to, and he welcomes the new sensation but it makes it hard to focus on Gerard. Mikey loves the way Gerard tenses, fights to stay still, even as he gasps and tells them both how Mikey's mouth feels on him. Between the feel of Ray moving inside him and the unexpected tugs on the rings he just can't concentrate on sucking Gerard. Finally, after he loses his rhythm yet again, he pulls off and lays his head on Gerard's thigh, hair rasping on Gerard’s skin with every one of Ray’s thrusts.
"Too much?" Gerard asks, running his fingers through Mikey's hair, and Ray slows in response.
"No," Mikey says, trying his best to sound firm. He doesn't want to stop. "Just think I might bite you."
Ray's hips snap forward and Mikey exhales as sparks dance in his vision. Ray shifts just a bit, just enough to hit that spot again, and Mikey's hips push back into his thrusts. He gathers the precome leaking from Gerard's cock onto his fingers and reaches under himself to curl his hand around his own cock. He lets the force of Ray's thrusts move him as he strokes himself.
He's gasping, panting into the soft skin of Gerard's thigh, as he comes messy and hot over his hand. His body clenches around Ray as he rides the high of orgasm. Mikey feels Ray stiffen against him then the familiar rush of him coming buried in Mikey’s body. Mikey presses a kiss to the head of Gerard's leaking cock as Ray slowly withdraws leaving him feeling empty.
Ray stretches out beside them, cock soft and damp against his thigh, and Mikey rolls away from Gerard just enough to nip gently at Ray's side. Ray runs a hand through Mikey's hair and Mikey makes a face at him. He feels rather than sees Gerard moving behind him.
"You ready?" Gerard asks and Mikey cants his hips upward in response.
He feels Gerard's fingers circle his hole, stroking through the slick mess of lube and come before sliding into him. Mikey huffs low in his throat. He wants more than fingers.
Gerard laughs and keeps teasing him. "You're impatient when I'm the one who's still hard?"
Mikey just smiles and waits. Even after all the years together, it still makes him happy to hear Gerard laughing when they're in bed. He likes that sign that things are good between them.
"Stop teasing him, Gee," Ray says as he strokes a thumb along the curve of Mikey's jaw.
Gerard makes an affirmative noise as he finally slides his fingers from Mikey's body. When Gerard grips Mikey's hips his fingers fit into the marks Ray's hands left and Mikey knows from experience that he'll be wearing their bruises in the morning. He shifts forward just a bit so Gerard will tighten his grip just like he knows Mikey likes it.
When Gerard finally slides his cock into him Mikey can't help but let out a sigh of relief. Gerard uses short thrusts instead of the long glide that Ray prefers. Mikey lets his weight rest in Gerard's hands, lets Gerard move his body in time with his strokes. He's sensitive and hyper-aware of how the short thrusts make the piercings pull more; he can feel the low-level ache of the rings shifting against his flesh. He wonders if Gerard can see them moving.
"Fuck, can you feel them?" Gerard pants.
"Under my skin," Mikey mumbles still focused on how the rings feel.
Ray's hand falters for a second before he resumes stroking Mikey's hair. Mikey turns his head and he can see that Ray watching his back too. He's so caught in the intensity of Ray's gaze that it startles him to feel Gerard come. Gerard rolls away and collapses against Mikey's other side. They lay quietly, listening to Gerard's breathing evening out and the soft shush of Ray's hand through Mikey's hair. Mikey can feel the body heat from both of them radiating into him and it makes him feel sleepy.
"Good surprise?" he asks.
"Yeah," Gerard says as he tugs gently at the ends of the cord.
"Clean up later?" Mikey asks hopefully.
"We'll unlace you first though," Ray warns and Mikey nods.
He feels Ray's hand nudge against the small of his back as he joins Gerard in gently undoing the cord woven through the rings. Mikey smiles and closes his eyes, falling asleep to the feeling of them untying him.
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Date: 2011-01-02 12:29 am (UTC)He's sensitive and hyper-aware of how the short thrusts make the piercings pull more; he can feel the low-level ache of the rings shifting against his flesh. He wonders if Gerard can see them moving.
"Fuck, can you feel them?" Gerard pants.
"Under my skin," Mikey mumbles still focused on how the rings feel.
UNNNNNNNNNF. I love how it feels for Mikey, both strange and hot, and I looooove love love Gerard's curiosity about the sensation, which is exactly what I'd expect from both a brother and a partner.
I don't usually find established-relationship porn to be quite as stunning as this was; you found a great balance of showing the familiarity among them while also the novelty of the piercings. This was a beautiful moment between Mikey and Ray:
Mikey reaches out and catches Ray's hand as Ray tangles his foot through the leg of Mikey's chair . He leans forward to place a gentle open-mouthed kiss on Mikey’s cheek.
Such a gorgeous visual! I absolutely loved this between Mikey and Gerard, too:
Gerard laughs and keeps teasing him. "You're impatient when I'm the one who's still hard?"
Mikey just smiles and waits. Even after all the years together, it still makes him happy to hear Gerard laughing when they're in bed. He likes that sign that things are good between them.
BROTHERS! <3333 I loooove how you write the two of them, something unique from a regular relationship between two guys, drawing on how long they've known each other, how close they are as brothers, but without going overboard on the "OMG INCEST".
Thank you for writing a story I didn't know I needed so badly in my life! :D
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Date: 2011-01-08 11:46 am (UTC)i seriously, i don't even. at times i could barely focus on the words for the images that were exploding into my brain. i can't remember the last time a fic created such clear pictures in my head. I HAVE SUCH A FUCKING KINK FOR CORSET PIERCINGS. nggggh.
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