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Illario was trying to get back into Dominic’s good graces. Again.
It had been months since the Gods had been defeated and the Veil had been strengthened. Kagan and Dominic had stayed behind for several more months to help Minrathous recover from the aftereffects of the darkspawn attack and the residual magic leftover from the interrupted ritual. When they weren’t in Minrathous, they were in Kagan’s room in the lighthouse.
All the others in the adjoining rooms had moved out, unable to handle the sounds of their constant lovemaking. The pair had sex any chance they got; Dominic was insatiable, and Kagan was more than willing to oblige.
However, he could tell that Dominic still held affection toward Illario. He didn’t blame him for it; Illario had been a big part of Dominic’s life, and his betrayal had hurt everyone around him, including Dominic. There had been no official breakup between the pair, but Dominic had still insisted that they had never been exclusive, either. Illario’s arrangement with Zara had stung more than he wanted to admit, and Kagan didn't want to push him toward a confession he wasn’t ready to admit.
Illario, however, wasn’t done with Dominic. He initially tried to act as if the whole thing hadn’t happened, but the fresh scar on Dominic’s face was a painful reminder that some wounds cut deep whether or not they were intended to. Any time Illario tried to get physically closer to Dominic, he flinched. It was an awkward dance between the pair, Kagan had concluded.
Illario would start with the sweet talk and look over at Kagan. Dominic would bite back with a harsh retort and cross his arms. Illario would step closer, and Dominic would flinch away. Honeyed words turned strained, and suddenly any sort of eye contact was impossible between the pair. As angry as Dominic was, however, he never walked away.
Kagan almost wished they’d make up and fuck already.
He wasn’t the jealous type. He had never been. While his feelings toward the younger man had deepened in their time together, he wanted to take their relationship slow. At least, on an emotional level. There was a lot of baggage here between Dom and Illario, and he didn’t want to push either of them away.
‘Either of them’ had been a revelation to Kagan one night. He and Illario had been on relatively good terms before everything went down. They had been friends, he liked to think. Then Illario found out about Kagan and Dominic, and he had turned hostile. He had made it clear that he wanted Dominic back and would do anything to make it happen.
Kagan had been enticed by the passion in his eyes. He had no desire to drive a wedge between the two any more than Illario had already done. Instead, he spoke to Dominic often about Illario now. He could tell Dominic was somewhat confused by the encouragement, but he insisted that he wanted to help them both get through this, as Illario’s friend and as Dominic’s lover. He assuaged any worries that Dominic had and continued to seek Illario out for chats. They weren’t always amicable chats, but he did his best to remain calm. Patience was a virtue that he strove to achieve in all aspects of his life.
Eventually, Dominic stopped flinching. His arguments with Illario continued, but now Illario could touch him; a gentle caress to his cheek one day and a feather-light touch to his waist the next. The next issue to address was Dominic’s guilt toward Kagan. He wanted to tell him it was okay to care for more than one person and that he didn’t mind. However, he hadn’t found a way to bring it up without spooking his new lover.
Now, the couple lounged languidly in Kagan’s room in the lighthouse once more. Dominic was blissed out by his side, and Kagan was satiated, for the time being. He was certain they’d go for another round soon.
That was until there was a knock on the door.
Kagan stood up and quickly put on his underwear before he made his way to the door. He balked at the sight of Illario in front of him, as elegant as he was before he had been dethroned in front of the other Crow houses. Not a scratch or bruise in sight.
“Illario,” Kagan said loud enough for Dominic to hear. He heard movement behind him and knew the other man had begun the search for something to wear. He closed the door slightly to block Illario’s view. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“I’m here for Dominic. I was told he would be here.”
He sneered up at Kagan as he spoke. As if Kagan was beneath him now. Kagan smirked as he wondered what it would take to replace that look with one of pure ecstasy.
“Come back another time,” Dominic called from behind him. “We’re busy.”
Illario scoffed and slid past Kagan and into his room. Evidence of what they had been up to for the past few hours was all over the place; clothes strewn everywhere, all the pillows and blankets that made up Kagan’s den on the floor crumpled and covered in spend, and the heady smell of sex permeated the air. Illario looked equally hurt and jealous. It was painfully obvious what was going on in the other man’s head:
Dominic should be with him , not this brute. He and Dominic have been together through thick and thin. Why had he run into Kagan’s arms? Why, now that he had calmed down, had Dominic not returned to him?
Dominic had stood on the opposite end of the room wearing only a burgundy silk robe and a sour frown, and Kagan made his way to the chaise in the back end of the room, where a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf had replaced an aquarium that previously dwelled there.
“You were supposed to be at the villa an hour ago,” Illario hissed.
Dominic quickly looked over at Kagan, who remained stoic at the revelation that his lover had promised to meet up with his ex in secret.
“I never agreed to come,” he said as nonchalantly as possible.
All three men were well-versed in the art of reading people’s body language. Dominic might not have verbally agreed outright, but everyone could tell that it was implied that he would be there. Then, Kagan had jumped on him at the first opportunity. Oops.
“ No me jodas , Dominic. You said it yourself. What we had was good.”
Illario’s frustrated tone morphed into a sensual coo as he leaned into his personal space. Dominic flinched slightly but played it off in a show of defiance.
“What we had was a lie , Illario. You said it yourself.”
That made the other Crow pause. A spiteful thing to say to the man who loved him with all his heart. Illario looked truly heartbroken at the words that had been thrown back in his face.
“I said that to hurt you. I thought you saw me as nothing more than a disgrace like the rest of them. I was wrong . I see that now. I’ve apologized again and again for it, and I’ll do it as many times as necessary to show you I mean it.”
Dominic glanced over at Kagan once more. “We shouldn’t do this here.”
He put a hand on Illario’s chest to push him back toward the door, but Illario stood firm.
“Please,” he scoffed. “The lighthouse is better than anywhere else. More private than Treviso. More pleasant than the Lords’ base.”
A dig at Kagan’s faction, and an obvious one, at that. Kagan hid his grin behind a glass of red wine the lighthouse had so graciously provided him. His desire sparked as he took a sip. Dominic looked conflicted, and Illario looked smug. He thought he could get Dominic to crack in front of Kagan. He thought he was in control of the situation.
Time to show him he was wrong.
“Dominic,” Kagan called out to him as he set his glass down on the side table nearby.
Dominic stood up straighter at the tone in his voice. It was instructive; one he only used when they had sex. One he only used when Dominic eagerly adhered to his every command. They made eye contact, and Dominic flushed with nerves and excitement when he realized Kagan’s intent. He looked at Kagan in shock, though his eyes shone with tenderness and genuine appreciation. Illario was the only one not in the loop. Before he could speak, Kagan continued.
“Kiss him.”
Illario balked at the order and gasped into the kiss when Dominic turned back toward him and eagerly obliged. It was their first kiss since Illario’s betrayal, and Kagan could tell any and all resistance to Illario’s charms had dissipated with his command. Illario’s eyes widened comically at the willingness of his former lover to indulge, and soon enough, his eyes slid closed as he leaned into the kiss fervently.
Dominic was slightly taller than Illario. His shoulders were slightly broader, but his waist was just as slim. They had acrobatic builds; perfect for Kagan to put in all different sorts of positions. His cock stirred once more at the sight of the two men before him.
“Take off his vest.”
Illario paused momentarily at the sound of Kagan’s voice, but he was soon distracted by Dominic doing exactly what he had asked. Illario was swiftly rid of his vest, and Dominic deposited it haphazardly on the floor before he began to run his hands up and down Illario’s arms. The older Crow laced one hand into Dominic’s hair and pulled his head to the side. He made eye contact with Kagan as he nipped and licked at Dominic’s neck. Kagan only grinned. He wondered if the other man could taste his own saliva mixed with Dominic’s sweat. He had already licked, nibbled, and sucked on every inch of Dominic’s skin earlier. Everything Illario tasted now would have traces of Kagan as well.
“Take off his shirt.”
Dominic’s hands deftly unbuttoned Illario’s dress shirt at his behest, and Illario froze for a moment, no doubt confused at the dynamic between the pair. Kagan wondered, was it the lack of hesitation Dominic had toward his commands that set off the alarms in his head, or was it Kagan’s predatory grin and stiffened member, now obvious in his underwear?
Dominic’s hands roamed Illario’s skin freely now, and Illario was just as greedy in his ministrations. He tweaked Dominic’s sensitive nipples, caught his lip between his teeth, and raked perfectly manicured nails across his exposed skin. Dominic sighed and twitched as Illario continued, and he could tell even from this distance that both parties were hard.
It was time to switch things up.
“Illario,” Kagan called.
Illario looked at Kagan curiously but continued to ravish Dominic as he waited for the Qunari to continue.
“Suck on his tongue.”
Illario’s eyes narrowed, and he huffed in defiance. Instead, he began to grope needily at Dominic’s ass and slotted a thigh between his legs as he ground against him in earnest.
Kagan’s grin widened.
“Dominic. Come here.”
Dominic pulled back somewhat reluctantly but did as he was told. He looked playfully back at Illario as he sauntered over. He stood in front of Kagan now, and the Qunari took a moment to admire him up close. His pupils were dilated, his breath was ragged, and his lips were swollen. Kagan gently caressed his hands and kissed his knuckles tenderly. Behind Dominic, Illario openly seethed.
“Good,” he whispered as he stood.
He looked at Illario over Dominic’s shoulder as he turned his lover around to face him.
“Illario,” he began as his large hands began to tease and caress Dominic from behind. Dominic cursed and leaned his head back on Kagan’s chest. “I tell you what to do, and you listen. If you don’t Dominic will.”
“That’s—”
“Illario.” Dominic interrupted the other man as he shivered under Kagan’s touch. “You came here to woo me, no? Don’t fight this. Join us .”
Illario didn’t know what to do. Kagan and Dominic watched on in amusement as his expression changed from shock to jealousy, confusion, frustration, arousal, and finally a reluctant acceptance.
Dominic turned toward Kagan and kissed him gently. “Thank you,” he whispered against Kagan’s lips.
It was just as much of a confession as it was an expression of gratitude. It was an acknowledgment of Dominic’s feelings toward both Illario and Kagan. It was the admittance that he had struggled with what to do as he grew closer to Kagan. It was a relief that Kagan wasn’t upset with him, but open and accepting of his conflicted feelings, even if Illario wasn’t.
Not yet at least.
Kagan cared for Dominic, and so did Illario. Perhaps by the end of the night, Illario would have a greater appreciation for Kagan as well.
“Illario,” Kagan said once more. “Suck on his tongue.”
Slowly, Illario approached the pair. His eyes on Kagan were weary and uncertain. Dominic reached out once he was close enough and caressed his face tenderly. Illario’s gaze shifted to him, and he looked up at Dominic in wonder.
“I forgive you mi amor ,” Dominic whispered as he leaned in.
They kissed passionately at first; Dominic’s declaration had brought the pair into their own world for a moment. Kagan let them reconcile as he began to circle the pair. His gaze trailed down Illario’s lithe figure, and he couldn’t help but reach out and caress his bare skin. Illario shivered and broke the kiss when he realized the touch wasn’t Dominic’s. Dominic chuckled and stuck out his tongue. The older Crow hesitated for a moment as he looked back at Kagan, and then he leaned forward once more and succumbed to Kagan’s commands. Their kisses turned more languid as Illario began to oblige Kagan’s demands in earnest. Soon, both Dominic and Illario were naked before him, and Kagan was the only one with any clothing on.
“Dominic? What’s in store for tonight?” Kagan asked.
Dominic looked up at Kagan while Illario continued to suck another bruise into his neck. They communicated with varied facial expressions as Illario focused on the task at hand.
Thoughtfulness. Indecisiveness. Revelation. Eagerness. Excitement.
“I think Illario deserves a gift for being so obedient. Don’t you, kadan ?”
Dominic grabbed Illario by the shoulders and spun him around. Illario stared at Kagan’s hairy chest momentarily before he looked upward into heterochromatic hazel eyes. Kagan grabbed him gently by the chin and pulled him up until he was on his toes and his head was tilted fully back. He looked hesitant but eager.
“I think you’re right.”
Kagan dove in and claimed Illario’s mouth with his own. The other man moaned into the kiss as Kagan nibbled at his lower lip. He pulled back slightly and nuzzled Illario’s nose with his own.
“Open.”
Illario opened his mouth, and Kagan pulled him back in for a sloppy kiss. The Crow gasped as he felt Kagan’s pierced tongue flick against his own. Behind them, Dominic kissed Illario’s back and slowly made his way down onto his knees. Illario’s hands roamed Kagan’s chest as he began to explore his body, and Kagan removed his hand from Illario’s chin as he roamed downward until he cupped his ass. From the height difference and the angle at which he bent downward, he could see Dominic on his knees behind Illario. He grinned into the other man’s mouth as he groped at his ass and spread his cheeks. He knew Dominic had taken the cue as Illario let out a filthy groan against Kagan’s mouth.
One of Dominic’s hands caressed his own, and Kagan entwined one finger as they groped at Illario’s ass together. He pulled away from Illario slowly and chuckled as the other man chased him momentarily. He looked up at Kagan, and all notions of pride and arrogance were replaced by desire. Kagan began to kiss his way down Illario’s perfectly toned ochre chest. His free hand tweaked and twisted at his nipples as he settled onto his knees. Illario was rigid before him, and Kagan’s mouth watered at the sight. A beautiful cock befitting a beautiful man.
He slid his hand downward, and Illario sighed as his nails raked across his torso. He disentangled his other hand from Dominic’s and slid it across to grip Illario’s hip firmly while the other began to play with his happy trail. Behind him, Dominic continued to suck, kiss, and lick at his ass. Kagan looked up at Illario as he leaned in and licked a stripe against the underside of his cock. Illario hissed as the piercing added extra stimulation, and his hips jutted forward. His cock smacked Kagan in the face. Kagan licked his lips as he pushed him back slightly with the hand on his lower torso.
“Stay still.”
Illario moaned as Kagan devoured him in one go, his nose firm against the base of his cock as he deep-throated him. He sucked his cheeks in and swirled his tongue as he pulled back, then bobbed forward again. Illario’s legs shook at the attention he received from both the front and the back, but Kagan and Dominic held him upright as they continued in earnest. He cursed and gasped and cried out several times, but he never jerked his hips again, obedient and lost in the pleasure the other two men provided. The hand at Illario’s hip moved to cradle and fondle his balls, and a hand clamped down on one of Kagan’s jagged horns to steady himself. Kagan looked up at him, cock still in his mouth, and swallowed.
“I’m clo—ah!”
Kagan pulled back before Illario could finish his sentence. Illario’s cock sprang upward with a pop, and he grabbed it as he deftly began to jack him to completion. He stuck his tongue out against the underside of his tip and waited. Illario looked down at him, eyes barely open as bliss consumed him. He threw his head back with a shout, and white-hot ropes of cum spurted out into Kagan’s mouth and onto his face. Both he and Dominic continued their ministrations as he came, and Illario’s legs shook violently as he struggled to stay upright.
As he came down from his high, Dominic stood and guided Illario over to the array of pillows and blankets that was Kagan’s sleeping arrangement. Kagan got up off his knees and joined the pair as they shared sensual kisses. Illario was on his back, with Dominic behind him, cradling him gently. Illario’s throat was bare to Kagan at the angle, and he finally rid himself of his underwear as he crawled over the pair and bit none-too-gently at the exposed skin. Illario hissed and writhed beneath him as Kagan used his thighs to spread his legs wider and settle in between them.
Illario pulled back slightly as he took in the man above him. He looked down and gulped audibly, eyes wide at the sight of his monster of a member. Kagan grinned as he sat back and let the pair ogle him openly. He was well-endowed, virile, and experienced. The wistful sigh Dominic let out attested to this, and he swelled larger with pride. His hair was neatly trimmed and his cock a deep indigo at the base that faded to a dusty rose at the head, just like the tips of his ears and the pink of his lips. Kagan loved his jewelry; both what he wore visibly and what he kept concealed for his lover. He had two barbells on the underside of his shaft, one up top toward the base, and two on his tip in an ‘x’ design. All were golden, just like the rest of his adornments.
Dominic had already seen and felt every bit of Kagan, but this was all new to Illario.
“That’s not going to fit,” he muttered as the haze from his orgasm faded and was replaced by nerves.
“It will,” he replied as he spread Illario’s legs wider and took the flask of oil Dominic wordlessly handed him.
Dominic pulled Illario’s hair from his bun as Kagan poured oil directly onto Illario’s entrance and began to idly play with his hair. One meaty finger teased his saliva-and-oil-slicked rim and prodded inside gently. Illario’s breath hitched as Kagan worked his way in past the first knuckle, then, the second. He praised Dominic for his preparations as a second finger joined the first. He pumped his fingers inside Illario gently as he began to stroke himself to the same rhythm.
A third finger was inserted, and Illario hissed at the stretch. Kagan curled them upward and began to massage his prostate. Illario’s member twitched as he groaned, and Dominic began to play with Illario’s hair as he gently scraped his nails across the other man’s skin. Kagan spread his fingers inside Illario and he arched his back with a curse.
“It’s not going to fit,” he insisted through gritted teeth.
“Relax. If Dominic can take it, so can you.”
Illario laughed in disbelief as he looked up at Dominic.
“Was this your idea?” he asked him.
“It was mine,” Kagan replied as he pulled out his fingers.
He poured the rest of the vial onto his shaft and slathered it generously as he lined himself up with Illario’s entrance. Illario reached up and grabbed at Dominic’s arms to brace himself. Dominic chuckled as he gripped Illario in turn.
The pair groaned as Kagan entered him slowly. His breath hitched every time a piercing was met with slight resistance before it slid past his rim and inside. Illario trembled and cursed and rolled his hips slightly as he attempted to flee the sensation. Kagan gripped his hips firmly and pulled him down further onto his cock.
“Don’t pull away,” he insisted.
Illario shut his eyes and tossed his head back against Dominic’s chest as Kagan continued to inch his way in bit by bit.
“You’re doing so well,” Kagan cooed as he continued.
Illario pulsated around Kagan at that, and the pair groaned once more. He was about halfway in now. Illario still had a few more inches and two more piercings to take. He rubbed soothing circles into his thighs as he leaned forward and planted a kiss on Dominic’s forehead.
Dominic watched with rapt attention. He likely couldn’t see Kagan inside Ilario from this position, but he could tell that it was erotic to him, nonetheless. Dominic reached up and wiped at the drying spend on Kagan’s face from earlier and licked it as Kagan pressed his hips forward.
“ Mierda , how much more of you is there?”
Illario’s voice warbled as he tried to make himself comfortable. Kagan looked up once more at Dominic, who grinned and tossed him a wink. He smiled in turn, then leaned back and slammed his hips forward. The rest of him slid into Illario with a squelch, and the man underneath him cried out.
Kagan grunted as Illario spasmed around him. Spend painted his stomach as his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Kagan pulled out most of the way before he thrusted all the way inside once more. Illario cried out again and arched his back.
He felt divine.
Kagan set a rapid pace. Despite his earlier rounds with Dominic, the new and exciting prospect of a threesome with the two Crows stoked the flames once more. Illario cried and whimpered with each thrust as he came down from his second orgasm, his nails dug into Dominic’s forearms at the overwhelming sensations. He leaned down and nibbled on Illario’s ear as he fucked into him.
“You take me so well, Illario. Like you were made for me.”
Illario moaned and clenched around Kagan once more. So, the prideful Crow had a bit of a praise kink? It made sense, and he would definitely store that away for future reference. He lifted Illario’s hips to pound into him deeper and moved his ankles up onto his shoulders. One arm held his legs in place while the other applied light pressure on his stomach.
“Too much,” Illario wheezed. “Too—ah—much!”
Dominic carefully pried one of his arms free from Illario’s grasp and turned the other man’s head toward him.
“Beautiful,” he whispered before he engulfed Illario’s cries in a heated kiss.
Illario pulsated around Kagan once more and he growled. Illario’s grip on Dominic’s remaining arm lessened as he reached up and tangled his hand in the younger man’s curls. He watched, enamored by the pair as he pressed down harder on Illario’s stomach.
“My beautiful birds,” Kagan whispered, more to himself than to the others.
Dom squirmed under Illario, and Kagan caught sight of his hardened member as it leaked precum.
“On your knees, Dominic. Facing me.”
Dominic broke the kiss and looked up at Kagan with parted lips. He pulled away from Illario and rearranged some pillows to cushion his knees as he got into position. Kagan gingerly dropped Illario’s legs off his shoulder and gripped his hips as he thrust into him one, two, three times roughly. Then, he flipped the other man around while still inside him. Illario moaned loudly as he came, the sensation too much for him. His arms gave out on him and his face hit the pillow Dominic kneeled on. With a nod of encouragement toward Dominic, Kagan cupped his hand and spanked Illario. It wasn’t hard, but he hadn’t come down from his last orgasm yet. The Crow gulped down a breath as he came undone once more. Kagan sighed and looked up at the ceiling as he reveled in the feeling of Illario’s insides as he clenched down on his member erratically.
It felt divine.
Illario’s hair spilled around him messily now. Dark hair clung to his back and his face as he and Kagan worked up a sweat. Dominic pushed the strands out of his face before he guided Illario’s open mouth to the head of his own cock. Soon Illario’s moans were muffled as Dominic thrusted forward eagerly.
Once Illario had recovered, he began to thrust backward to meet Kagan’s pace. Kagan chuckled as he sped up, eager to get one more out of the other man before he came undone himself. It was a lovely sight; Illario’s muscles rippled across his back as he rocked back and forth and pleasured both him and Dominic.
Dominic groaned and hissed as Illario worked him to the edge. Kagan had already exhausted him before Illario had unexpectedly burst into his room, so he knew the younger man wouldn’t last long. They’d all sleep well tonight, that was certain.
“ Jode , Illario,” Dominic muttered as he gripped Illario’s hair tighter.
Illario hummed loudly, and Dominic cursed in response. His hips stuttered as he came, and he cried out Illario’s name over and over. He pulled out of Illario’s mouth with a sigh and crawled over to Kagan’s side before he collapsed atop the pile of blankets. A hand crept up Kagan’s calf delicately as Dominic caught his breath.
Kagan was close now, his own cock sensitive from all the rounds he had gone with Dominic prior to this new addition. He wrapped an arm around Illario’s midsection and pulled him back flush against his chest. He sat back on his haunches and rocked his hips upward into Illario, grunting with each thrust.
“So good,” he whispered into the Crow’s ear. “You feel so good. So tight .”
Illario rocked his hips back erratically as he leaned his head against Kagan’s shoulder.
“Can’t take much more, Kagan,” he whispered breathlessly.
“I know. Neither can I. Come with me, Illario.”
Heat pooled low in his stomach as cradled Illario tightly in his arms. Right before he fell over the edge, he bit down hard on Illario’s shoulder. The other man cried out at the unexpected action, and he went limp as he came undone once more. Kagan growled; his teeth still embedded into the other man’s skin as he rutted into Illario’s pulsating walls. He painted them with his load, then began to delicately kiss and lick at the wound he had inflicted.
He had bitten harder than he meant and drew blood, but it seemed Illario was too blissed out to care that Kagan had marked him so. Slowly, he leaned down and slid out of Illario. The older man whimpered breathlessly as each piercing slipped out from his overstimulated insides. Illario pulled a cum-stained pillow over and collapsed onto it once Kagan was fully out. Kagan leaned back with a satisfied sigh and began to caress Dominic’s hair.
The three of them lay like that for several minutes as they recovered. Dominic began to drift off, and Kagan groaned as he stood up.
“Baths.”
Illario whimpered. “I don’t think I can walk.”
“If you can, I think you’re due for another round.”
Dominic laughed heartily at Illario’s stupefied face and stood shakily. With a light-hearted grin, Kagan pulled Illario to his feet as Dominic fetched their robes.
“It’s a communal bath; big enough for all of us. We’ll get in and out, then get some rest.”
Illario wobbled as he stood, and Dominic wrapped the other man’s arm around his shoulder as Kagan slipped on his silk robe. He opened the door for the two and followed them out into the narrow hallway.
“Do you think Neve is in the bath?” Dominic asked Kagan.
“I think if Neve came into the main building, she left immediately afterward.”
“Fair enough. Illario isn’t a quiet one.”
Illario scoffed as the three of them made their way downstairs and into the bathroom. “I don’t think anyone could keep quiet after a few rounds with him .”
Kagan guffawed. “That was only one round.”
Illario looked dumbfounded, and Dominic and Kagan laughed as they began to wash each other. They would all have to talk about what this meant for the three of them eventually, but right now, they needed rest.