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As much as Ike hated to admit it; he felt very spoiled.

As a kid growing up, he never really had the luxury to have the things he wanted. He didn’t want much back then, but he still wanted to be able to buy things with his own money. Which he also didn’t have. But now he was an adult, he had money, limited but still a lot. He wanted to spend it on himself, on things he wanted to purchase, on people he cared about.

He had all this money saved up, enough to buy five houses, maybe raise twenty kids. But he couldn’t use them. Not when there were four men keeping their eyes on him like a hawk.

You see, Ike couldn’t spend his money. Before these four men he was living with used their own money to spend on him even when it was unnecessary.

“I saw you eyeing this scarf earlier,” Luca wrapped a soft, blue hand-knit scarf around Ike’s neck carefully, using it to pull him for a gentle kiss. He looked incredibly pleased.

“Uh,” Ike frowned, dumbfounded. “This is like a hundred dollars the last time I checked.” He touched the scarf, sniffing on it. It smelled like Shu’s detergent. He went around the scarf, trying to find the price tag but it was gone. This scarf was washed and all evidence was erased. “Luca?”

“You look so pretty, baby,” Vox complimented appreciatively when he walked past them, holding a cup of tea and glasses perched up his nose. “Wear it when we go on a date. I'm definitely getting a matching suit for you with the same exact shade.” He muttered to himself, hurriedly walking towards the stairs, probably to his office to finish up some script.

“No,” Ike refused, watching as he watched Vox walk away like he said nothing. “Vox!”

“I gotta buy you ten more of these,” Shu admired, eyes bright. "White suits you."

“Stop it!” Ike chastised, reaching over to flick his forehead.

One time, he told them that he was craving strawberries. Which he deeply regretted. He remembered telling the guys that he was going to buy some tomorrow from the store. They won’t be fresh but that would do it. It had been a while since he tasted the fruit, and they were his favourite, too. When he woke up, he saw four trays of strawberries almost as big as his fists.

“What are all these?” He almost exclaimed when he entered the kitchen. “These are huge!”

“I bought them,” Mysta said proudly from where he was sitting on the floor, pictures and brown envelopes all over the tiles. It was obviously a case he was currently working on. “You said you were craving them, I knew I had to buy them.” 

He was wearing his full gear uniform right now, the one that VSF provided for him. He loved to wear it when he worked, even at home. Ike and the other guys didn't mind it at all. Personally, Ike thought it was… kind of sexy.

“These must be expensive,” Ike said, dejected as he held the strawberries with such gentle touch as if they were going to break.

“Nothing my wallet can’t handle,” Mysta said dismissively, his wild eyes scanning the documents with such determination and focus.

Ike didn't reply, which made Mysta look up. Ike was just holding the strawberries, taking in their shapes by scanning them with a frown.

Mysta stood up slowly, barefeet avoiding the documents he had on the floor as he walked towards Ike. "Hey."

"What?"

“They’re for you.” He promised, touching Ike’s shoulder. “It’s not that expensive. They’re very fresh, too.”

"Hm."

Mysta grabbed one from the tray, taking a huge bite. "See?"A juice trickled down his chin. “Mhmm, it’s delicious, fuck, they’re juicy.” He gulped them down. Ike sighed, reaching to wipe the juice from Mysta’s chin. 

“You’re hopeless,” Ike sucked his thumb to clean off the liquid. “I just…" Ike dropped the strawberries in the trays carefully. "I don’t want you spending money on me.”

Mysta wiped his lips with the back of his hand, pulling Ike closer with a soft look on his face.

“Where else can I spend my money, baby?” Mysta leaned in to kiss the crease on his forehead. “I have a house with you, food on the table, I have my own car, too. Am I wrong for wanting to spoil you?” He whispered. He hooked a strand of hair behind Ike's ear.

Ike could feel the heat coming up to his cheek, making his glasses slightly fog up. “I feel way too spoiled. It's not a good thing."

“You deserved it,” Mysta removed his glasses, grabbing his bag to pull out his own glass case. He pulled out his own microfiber cloth that he would use on his prescription sunglasses. He carefully cleaned Ike’s eyeglasses. “You’re always working so hard. The four of us want to reward you with something good every once in a while.”

“That’s not every once in a while, that’s like, every day,” Ike huffed. "And you guys work hard, too! Harder than I do!"

"Ike, they're just simple things," Mysta argued. "These are the littlest things that we buy for you."

"Littlest things that are very pricey,"

"We don't want to give you something cheap," 

"I'd appreciate it still," Ike told him, tilting his head to the side almost menacingly. "Why can't you guys give me something that you wouldn't have to buy?"

Mysta frowned. "Like steal something?" He blurted out without thinking.

Ike clamped his mouth shut to stop himself from snapping when he saw Shu entered the kitchen with his eyebrows raised, a box in his arms. "Did I interrupt something?" He asked slowly, looking between Mysta and Ike. 

Mysta popped the remaining strawberry he had bitten earlier in his mouth, leaf included. He put back Ike's glasses in their place, clean and clear. "Nope," He said with his mouth full, spinning around to face him. "What do you have there?" He pointed at the huge box Shu was carrying. 

"Oh," Shu smiled gently. "I ordered dark and white chocolate. They're imported, too. Figured we can use this to coat some of the strawberries. You love them, don't you, Ike?"

Shu gave Ike a sweet kiss on his cheek when he approached them. "Hello, bug," He murmured lovingly before walking past them to put the bars of chocolates in their second refrigerator to keep it hard and crisp. Ike gave Mysta a cold, meaningful look. Mysta raised both of his palms in surrender.

/////

"Without buying?" Vox asked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall. "Stealing?" He scratched his growing beard.

"That's what I said!" Mysta pointed at him.

They were gathering inside Shu's room, the three plopped on the carpet while Vox was standing up, glasses lifted up to his long curls. He looked tired yet lively. Ike had been ignoring them for two days now, stuck in his library or study room and they were left wondering why until Mysta told them they had a little banter a few days before. Now they are currently trying to come up with a solution so they can have Ike talk to them again. It had been very painful for them to leave and come home without his kisses. 

"Mysta, you're part of the law enforcement," Shu reminded him with a light laugh. "You can't steal."

"Well, I can," Luca cut him off, lifting a hand up. "How much do we need to steal? I can make Alban do it."

"You idiots," Vox sighed. "That will make everything worse. Ike cannot stay mad for long. You know when he's upset he never does the first move to fix it." He paused. "Which I love because that means I get to spoil him some more and chase him around."

"I don't like the face you're making right now," Shu frowned.

"Because it's never his fault to begin with," Mysta told Vox. "Everytime we fight, it's always us who cause it." He stared at the floor. "What if he's getting tired of us?" He asked worriedly.

"That can't be," Vox slapped the back of his head gently. "Don't even say terrifying thoughts, boy."

"Well, now we have to think of other things to make it up for him," Luca suggested. "No more gifts since he crossed that out of the list."

They stared at each other.

"Affection?"

"What about cuddles?"

"Sex!"

"Attention,"

"We always do that," Luca told Shu.

"Wait, wait, Luca," Vox addressed the blonde, lifting a hand up. "Repeat what you just said."

"We always do that," Luca repeated. "Give Ike attention."

"No, before that,"

Luca stared at him. "Sex?"

Vox pulled himself up from his position, quickly joining the circle they had on the ground. "You've got your answer."

"Sex, really?" Shu said, unamused yet intrigued. 

They never had sex with Ike before. Ever. Not in any type of way. They have been living with each other for two years and … in a relationship for half a year now. They have only kissed him. The guys would sometimes tell each other if they almost took it to the next level. Telling each other how hard it was to hold back when it came to Ike.

"Can you think about anything?" Luca asked, looking between them.

"Affection? Attention? Love?" Vox listed down. "All of those you can do at once in the bedroom. Make sure he permits you, though."

"What if he doesn't?"

"Cuddles," Mysta snapped his fingers. "Spooning. Or caressing his hair while he falls asleep. Ike loves that shit. Anything that makes him feel important."

"Anything intimate enough for you guys to feel close, for him to feel spoiled without receiving anything physical," Vox added.

Shu looked between the guys in front of him, thinking how did he get himself tied into this situation.

He didn't mind, though.

/////

Ike stretched on his chair with a loud, high pitched whine, yawning widely. His back hurt so much from all the crouching he did the whole day. He ended up writing so much more than intended, and he would be doing a hell out of editing later. He hadn't come out of his library since the afternoon he entered, and it was almost dinner. He was surprised that none of the boys had knocked yet. Maybe they got tired of Ike moping. The thought made Ike ache all over.

He decided to leave his library and check what everyone was up to. Not that he was going to talk to them, he'd just… check.

With his heels clacking against the stairs as he walked down, everything was deafening.

Silence.

No men hollering, no shouting, no making funny noises, no nothing. Just pure silence. The house was not dark at all though, the lights were open as if it was just a normal day for his roommates.

He slowly walked towards the living room, thinking maybe the guys fell asleep there while watching or hanging out but it was empty as well. The silence was absolutely terrifying. Ike frowned. 

Was he dreaming? Where were they?

"Ike?" A quiet voice called from behind him.

Ike's skin practically jumped as he quietly turned around towards the direction of the voice, his chest tight and his heart was beating rapidly. He was so surprised that he forgot to scream or even react properly. 

Shu was standing there with a plate full of food, Luca's pink apron wrapped around his waist. 

"Shu," Ike breathed out, slowly trying to calm his erratic heartbeat subtly. 

"Are you done writing?" Shu asked softly. "I was about to come up and knock so I could call you for dinner."

There were only two proportions of food on the table there, and two mugs of tea. 

Ike slowly walked towards him, "Yeah, I'm done for the day." He confirmed.

Shu hummed, smiling at him. "Good. You've been working hard with your writing. Can't wait to see what you're working on."

Ike didn't reply, just pulled a chair for himself, ever so confused.

"Vox has to visit a site where they're going to shoot the film he is going to co-directing with," Shu informed him after a beat of silence. "He'll probably be back tomorrow or tomorrow night. He didn't specify. Mysta has to hunt down whoever he's tailing after with Luca and his men's help. I don't know when they're gonna return. Hopefully tomorrow… and alive."

Ike sat down with a huff, "Thank you, Shu," He murmured.

"You're welcome, bug," Shu murmured, sitting in front of him, right where he usually sat. "They want to tell you themselves but you were pretty busy. So I promised them to tell you myself."

"It's alright," Ike grabbed his own portion of food. Although he did prefer if the guys told him themselves, they could have texted him or left a voice message. "You already told me, anyway." He smiled at Shu weakly. "Thank you for the food."

The dinner was quiet. Usually it was loud, full of laughter, and sometimes food fights that Ike and Vox would have to clean up. But today, it was silent. Only the sounds of utensils clanking against the plate. Shu didn't talk to him much unless asking him for refills or what he thought of the food. If Ike was in the mood, he'd converse with Shu, talk his ears out as always but he decided to stay quiet as well. 

"Let me wash them," Shu offered when they finished eating, grabbing his plates. "I prepared you a warm bath. You should take a bath before bed." 

Ike wiped his mouth with a napkin, looking up to Shu who was smiling to himself. "A bath?"

"Yeah," Shu walked towards the sink to place the plates. "You need to relax, baby. A bath would suffice, no?" He looked over his shoulder to see Ike who was staring at him. 

"Oh," Ike breathed out, gulping. "O-Okay." He decided to reply. 

Shu gestured to the right corridor where their main bathroom was. All of them have their own bathrooms in their designated rooms or offices, but when they want to do a sauna or just bath together when they hang out, they'd use their main bathroom which could fit at least ten people. It was pretty huge. 

Ike dropped his napkin on the table after he folded it, side eyeing Shu who was calmly scrubbing the plates, humming under his breath. 

Ike bit his lip. He cleared his throat. "You could…" He whispered. "Join me when you're done."

Shu paused, resting his wrists on the sink counter. Their eyes met for a moment, before Ike looked away. "If you're up to it, of course." Ike added, heat quickly rushing over his cheeks. "I'll leave the door unlocked."

He didn't wait for Shu to reply, he just quickly walked towards the bathroom, almost tripping when he did so. 

When he arrived in front of the clear door of their bath, he leaned down to remove his heels, set them aside. He entered the room, his bare feet pressing against the warm tiles, and he almost groaned at the humidity and warmth of it. He needed this. 

He started to strip all of his clothes, including his glasses. He folded them and placed them in the hamper. Mysta was in charge of the laundry this week, he'd appreciate it when he collects clothes. 

He turned towards the huge bathtub, which was in the middle of the room. Blue lighted candles were placed on the floor, surrounding the tub like a protective circle and the smell of vanilla was surrounding the room. 

The tub was already filled too, not with water, but with milk. It also smelled like honey. There were blue petals floating in the bath, too.

He just stared at it. He wanted to go out again and ask Shu what the hell was this but he didn't have the courage to do so.

He reached down, splashing the bath with his hand gently. The milk felt so silky and smooth on his skin. 

He thought twice about it before dipping inside it.

When he slowly sank his whole body underneath the surface, he let out a big, big sigh of relaxation. 

The milk feels incredibly soft and warm. Not too hot, not too cold, just warm enough for Ike's tensed muscles to relax a bit. He leaned against the corner of the tub and closed his eyes, letting himself bathe in silence and vanilla scent. He just let his tenseness slowly leave his body and dissolve into the milk maybe.

After a few minutes of soaking in, there was a soft, hesitant knock coming from the door.

He opened one eye, and saw Shu waving from the transparent door, a towel over his shoulder, and a robe in his hands. 

Ike sat up, resting his arms and head on the edge of the tub, and gestured Shu to come in. He was too relaxed to even speak. 

Shu came in with a small smile, placing the things he was carrying on their bathroom counter. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Yes," Ike sighed weakly. "Shu, what is this?"

"It's a milk bath," Shu closed the door gently. Ike rolled his eyes. Obviously.

"Where did this idea come from anyway?" 

"The internet," Shu slowly walked towards him, sitting on the floor where there was no wet spot or candles. "The old lady across the street gave Luca these gallons of milk just earlier when you were busy. I was surprised when he entered the house carrying huge bottles of milk. Mysta and Vox may or may not have pissed themselves laughing." Ike gave him a fond smile. "And I don't think we could finish all of those by drinking so I decided to search what to do with it."

"And you came up with a bath?"

"Why not? It's a unique way to use milk," Shu chuckled, reaching over to wipe the milk from Ike's cheekbone. "Does it feel good?"

"Very," Ike closed his eyes and leaned to his touch. "It smells really great, too. Thank you." He gave him a sweet smile.

"Anything for you baby," Shu leaned in and pressed a kiss on his damped temple. "I didn't spend anything to make this today, I promise. I used the honey Vox took home last month, and the flowers I bought for you last week that you still had in a vase." 

Ike giggled, leaning up to press his forehead against Shu's. "It's okay. I'm," He sighed. "I'm petty for being mad at you guys over that. I'm sorry."

"You're not petty," Shu murmured. "You've got every reason to be upset. We promise to try and spend less money on you every five seconds."

Ike lifted a wet hand to hold the side of Shu's neck, enjoying how the man shuddered underneath his touch. "Thank you,"

"I said we'd try," Shu teased, holding his wrist to kiss his palm. "You know the boys and I love spoiling you."

"Tell me something I don't know," Ike chuckled. 

"Is pampering like this considered as spoiling?" Shu murmured against his skin, mouthing his jaw softly. 

Ike giggled softly, feeling ticklish. "Everything nice that you guys do for me is considered spoiling. I enjoy them a lot."

He met Shu's soft lips the moment he leaned down. He held his jaw, tilting his head slowly to kiss him deeper. "Join me?" Ike breathed, cheeks flushed and lips swollen.

Shu clenched his eyes shut as his cheeks flamed. He tried to calm his heart. "Y-Yeah. Of course."

Shu ended up sitting behind Ike where the novelist's bare back was pressed snuggly against his chest, his head resting over Shu's shoulder. Shu's hands were gently scooping milk to lather in on Ike's soft skin. He lathered his legs, his thighs, his chest, his shoulders ever so gently. Everything that he could touch, he treasured the beauty of his body, and Ike was just limp in his arms, breathing evenly, and humming in appreciation.

He dropped wet kisses on Ike's shoulder blades, enjoying the smell of milk and honey on his skin. "You smell good."

Ike tilted his head to give him more access to his skin. Shu dragged his lips further, to the base of his neck, to his throat, and to his weakest spots where Luca or Mysta liked to leave bite marks. Ike covered his lips with his fingers, a small moan leaving his throat.

Shu's hands travelled from his abs to his upper chest, which made Ike's back arch a bit. "Jesus," Shu groaned, tightening his hold on him. "You make me lose my mind."

"Good thing or not?"

Shu huffed. "It's always a good thing with you."

Ike tilted his head to look at him. Shu raised an eyebrow.

Ike sat straight and closed his eyes, leaning in to kiss Shu on the lips softly. They kissed softly, tenderly, passionately. When they make out, it's always like this. Shu's hands rubbing his waist, appreciating the shape and taste of Ike's lips, with no tongue involved. For Ike, it was different from when he kissed the other guys. 

He loved kissing Shu, he never took the lead, he just let Ike do whatever he wanted with him, and he was just going with the flow. Shu never initiated something more intimate (Ike silently wished he did), so imagine Ike's surprise when Shu's hands travelled down to his waist, to his hips, and to his pelvis.

He let out a loud moan against Shu's mouth, thrusting his hips forward shyly. His back was still pressed against Shu's chest, and he could feel something hard pressing against his back.

He wriggled against it teasingly, making Shu's breath stutter against his mouth. He grabbed Shu’s hand from underneath, and very slowly, and shyly, pressed it against his half-hard cock. 

"Ike," Shu groaned, burying his face in Ike's nape, breathing hotly. 

"Touch me, please," Ike whispered. "It's okay." He assured, pressing his lips against Shu's temple. "We're okay."

Shu met his lips again, kissing him languidly, slowly tracing every curve and bump on his lips. His hand held the base of Ike's cock from underneath the milky surface, silently thanking that the liquid made their skin more slippery and smoother. 

"Mmmhn," Ike hummed against his mouth, spreading his legs slowly, placing them at the top of Shu's. 

Shu slid his kiss towards the corner of Ike's mouth, his hand squeezing his dick gently before circling his fist around it, moving it up and down slowly as if he was already milking him.

Ike shuddered violently in his arms, his breath harshly stuttering against Shu's cheek. "O-Oh," He felt a hungry pair of lips kissing his ear, the side of his neck, and his nape, tasting his skin, licking every light freckle on them. Shivers were running down his spine as Shu's lips dragged hungrily across his sensitive skin. While that was happening, Shu's hand was still moving up and down so slowly, his fingers circling around his erected dick appreciatively.

"You're so romantic," Ike suddenly blurted out, dazed and already losing it with the building up pressure. 

Shu laughed underneath his breath, delighted. "What would Vox say during this moment?" He whispered, humming. "'Only for you, baby?'"

Ike groaned loudly when Shu's other hand cupped his balls carefully, moulding them in his palm while his other hand was jerking off just Ike's leaking tip. "S-Shu—!" He whined, bucking his hips until his cock was peeking out from the milky surface. "You're so c-cheesy!"

Shu took the opportunity to hold his hips up easily with one hand so Ike's cock was just peeking out of the surface. It was continuously leaking with pre-cum and covered with thick milk. Ike's arms wrapped his arms around Shu's neck as he reached from behind, his cheeks flaming up red. He mewled in embarassment when Shu circled his thumb at the tip, playing with the slit teasingly. 

"You're dripping," Shu applied a pressure on his tip. "You love this don't you?"

Ike threw his head back with a silent whine. 

"You've been waiting for my touch, haven't you, bug?" Shu bit his ear playfully.

He sat Ike on his lap, making sure his legs were spread, and wrapped both of his hands around his cock. 

"O-Oh! Wait!" Ike almost screamed when Shu jerked him off with two hands, circling them around his shaft mercilessly, the speed slowly increasing. "I-I'm so s-sensitive!" The novelist choked out, his arm still wrapped around Shu's neck while his other hand covered his mouth. "I-I don't think I'll last, baby. I h-haven't done it for so long."

Shu squeezed the base while his other hand jerked the tip off, "You can…" Shu gulped. "You can come already if you want. We've got all night, bug." He whispered. 

"Hnng—!" Ike bit his lip harshly, his olive eyes rolling at the back of his head when Shu's pace went slightly fast, the pressure and the sensation on his cock making pleasure build up at the bottom of his stomach. "S-Shu, please." He sobbed, arching his back. "A-Ah…!"

Shu lifted his other hand from his cock, and pressed it on Ike's neck with a slight pressure. Ike moaned louder. "Let go, baby," He murmured, his hand desperate to make Ike release. He tilted Ike's head back to his shoulder while still holding his neck. He moaned against Ike's ear loudly, his hips stuttering up against the man above him. The novelist was trembling like a leaf as he grinded his ass back to Shu's hips, his breath coming out as ragged as he tightened his arm around Shu's neck. "My little ladybug." Shu whispered lovingly. 

Shu let go of Ike's neck to lift his hips up easily before Ike could come. Ike's cock resurfaced once again, and his release squirted all over the milk bath while Shu's hand kept moving up and down eagerly. "U-Ungh!" Ike sobbed as he came hard that he saw stars behind his eyes. "S-So good…" He slurred, panting in ecstasy. He released a couple more drops that dripped down his length, onto Shu's still moving hand. "Oh, you're so good."

Shu chuckled deeply against his skin.

 "I-I love you," Ike groaned in appreciation.

Shu closed his eyes as his cheeks and neck flushed, kissing Ike's lips hungrily as he let go of his cock to hold his waist. Ike kissed back just as hungry, weakly adjusting himself in Shu's lap to reach the man further. He finally turned around to face Shu, his arms wrapping around the sorcerer's shoulders as they pulled closer for a kiss.

Shu licked into his mouth for the first time that night, his tongue bumping against Ike's playfully. 

"What about you?" Ike panted, looking down between them. 

Shu's cheeks were red, lips red and swollen. "I… came even before you." He said shyly. "Your back and butt were grinding against me, and you looked really hot tonight. I couldn't last."

Ike couldn't believe these words were coming out of his mouth. He let out a flustered giggle, pulling him in for another sweet kiss. "You should have told me."

"Like I said, we have all night," Shu thumbed his waist. "Make it up with me later."

Ike bit his lip.

Shu splashed milk at him playfully. "Shall we move to the showers?"

/////

"Next time," Ike panted against Shu's mouth as his hands were wrapped around their cocks together, dragging his strokes up and down teasingly slowly. "I want this inside me." They were underneath their shower spray to clean the milk off their skin but it went in the other direction.

"Don't talk like that," Shu's breath stuttered, his hand gripping Ike's hip tightly. "Ah, sh—" Shu clamped his mouth shut. "I'm going to come." He begged, eyes tearing up. "Ah—!"

"Please," Ike let go of their cocks, slyly turning around to face the wall. Shu instinctively pressed Ike's face against the shower wall, pressing his front against Ike's back snuggly. "Shu, please."

He grabbed Ike's hips to pull it backwards so his ass was sticking out. "Only us can see you like this," He rubbed his cock between Ike's ass cheeks. "Promise me."

He reached over to the front to grip Ike's straining and leaking cock. "I-I—!" Ike moaned against the wet wall when Shu began thrusting between his ass cheeks a little too fast, the tip of his cock slightly brushing against his unprepped hole. "Ungh, Shu!" 

He wanted that inside of him so badly.

Shu's hand jerked him off with the same fast pace, breathing heavily. "Only us." 

"Y-Yes…" Ike slapped the wall when Shu gave a final thrust on his ass, feeling warm liquid spurting all over his back. "Ah yes!" His knees almost collapsed when he came again, feeling dizzy, mouth dropping into silent whine. 

Shu's arm caught him before he fell, holding him up easily. He was trembling, filled with ecstasy against the man. "Oh, I love you." He whispered, wriggling his ass against Shu's sensitive cock. 

Shu chuckled, pulling him back by grabbing him by the back of the neck gently. Ike loved how Shu managed to manhandle him so carefully and gently.

"Inside you next time, hm?" Shu purred against his ear, his hand pressing on Ike's lower abdomen.

"Yes," Ike moaned at the sensation, watching as Shu rubbed that spot on his stomach. "Fuck, yes, please."

"Language." Shu bit his ear.

/////

Be back later afternoon. Errands with Petra. I love you.

~Shu

Ike yawned as he sleepily read the note Shu taped at the back of Ike's phone so he could see it when he woke up. It was pretty early when he checked his phone, almost 9 A.M.. 

He stretched his body with a soft high pitched whine, enjoying the duvet on Shu's bed that smelled like him. Last night was amazing. They didn't do anything further than that, but after they showered they decided to play a very nostalgic game for the both of them in their gaming room and slept in Shu's room when they got tired.

It was very romantic. The boys had been really sweet and dedicated to him but Ike appreciated nights like those where everything was relaxing, calming, and intimate. He just wished the other boys were here last night so they could enjoy everything altogether. Ike wondered when the others would come home.

When he found the strength and will to stand up, he immediately grabbed a shirt from Shu's closet and wore just briefs underneath it. The shirt wasn't too big since he and Shu almost had the same shirt size but it felt good wearing his clothes after an intimate night. He was alone today anyway, so he wouldn't bother wearing decent pants.

When he came downstairs to cook breakfast (read: caviar toasts) for himself, he heard some familiar voices coming from the kitchen.

He peeked around a wall, and felt his shoulders sag.

Luca was showing his phone to Mysta who was placing pancakes on the plate carefully. Ike guessed he was showing Mysta something because they both giggled to themselves like giddy children. They were still wearing their full attires, Mysta with his detective uniform, and Luca with his white suit and pants. Their coats were discarded on the floor but folded nicely.

"Fuck off," Mysta muttered with a smirk. Luca giggled again before pressing a kiss on the side of his head. 

Luca had always been close and intimate with the other boys. Or at least he tried. Unlike the others, he wasn't shy and hesitant to expand his boundaries for the other three that weren't Ike. He was very patient with them, too, when it came to physical touches. Vox didn't mind the friendly kisses (Ike thought he was pretty eager), Shu would always easily give in to Luca, and Mysta was a pretty hard shell to crack.

So Ike was glad he was comfortable enough with Luca to kiss his head, hold his waist, and squeeze his buttcheeks.

Wait, what? When did that happen?

"Good morning," Ike greeted shyly, still peeking. 

Both men turned around, and their eyes immediately lit up. They looked pretty tired, like they didn't get enough sleep, but happy nonetheless.

"Ike," Mysta greeted, placing the plates full of food on the table. "Good morning."

Luca left Mysta's side to greet Ike with his arms spread widely, ready for a hug. 

Ike easily went in, wrapping his arms around Luca's middle, enjoying how the taller man kissed his forehead eagerly. He inhaled Luca's scent happily. "Good morning, baby." Luca said softly, almost giving all his body weight onto Ike.

Someone pulled him from behind away from Luca by his waist, and he was immediately greeted by Mysta's sturdy chest against his back. "Good morning," Mysta whispered to his ear. "I missed you."

Ike hummed, turning around to face him. "I missed you, too," Ike hooked a piece of hair behind his ear. "You look tired," he commented, noticing the bags under his eyes. "Both of you."

"Long night," Luca pressed himself behind Ike, wrapping his huge arms around him and Mysta. "We just came home two hours ago, we napped a bit because Shu forced us to. And woke up to make us breakfast."

Ike sighed, reaching behind him to pet Luca's hair, and in front of him to give Mysta a gentle hair ruffle, too. "Such good boys you two," He rested Luca's chin on his shoulder, and Mysta's head on his chest. Luca purred appreciatively at the compliment. "You both worked so hard, how about we eat and then you two can clean up and go back to bed?"

"Yes, please," Mysta's words were muffled on Ike's (Shu's) shirt. "Can we cuddle with you?"

"Absolutely," Ike assured.

Luca's gloved hands travelled from his waist, to underneath his shirt where he was practically naked. "Oh my," Luca said quietly. "No pants?" He touched the shape of Ike's ass, delightfully watching as the novelist shuddered.

Ike blushed, "I-I thought I was alone, so."

"He's also wearing Shu's shirt," Mysta bit his shoulder teasingly through the shirt. Ike muffled a hiss, tugging a strand of Mysta's hair to reprimand him. Mysta whimpered against him in reply.

Luca's hands went over his hips, holding them firmly. "You're so lovely this morning." He whispered to his hair. "You smell like honey and Shu, wearing Shu's shirt, bed hair, no pants." He groaned. "You're looking so delectable. Are you sure we can't have you for breakfast?"

"Not so smart, Mister," Ike pinched his side from behind, shaking the redness of his face. "Go over to the table and start eating now. The earlier we sleep the better. Maybe once Shu comes back, we can eat out or order."

"Mmhnm," Mysta pecked his lips. "Okay." He said softly, obediency dripping off his tone. "Then we relax after we eat and clean up?"

"We relax after you eat and clean up." Ike confirmed.

////

"Nnhng!" Ike choked out as he watched the tip of his cock slide inside Mysta's tight mouth once again, sending zips of pleasure throughout his body. "Th-This…" The novelist mewled. "This isn't r-relaxing!" 

Mysta hummed around him, eyes wide and innocent looking, but Ike knew better. He knew the mirth hiding in those blues while he went down on his cock like a hungry whore.

Underneath him was Luca's face and mouth, his tongue slowly swirling around Ike's rim, huge, tattooed hands spreading his ass cheeks apart. He was eagerly lapping the novelist's clenching and unclenching hole, trying to spread him even more open.

The detective was between his spread legs, sitting on Luca's dick, slowly grinding and moving his hips against the mafia boss. He pulled off from his cock, drool dripping down his chin, eyes watery and dilated. "Ike," He moaned softly, voice practically begging. "You taste so good." He rubbed his red lips against Ike's tip, not breaking any eye contact. 

Luca moaned underneath Ike in agreement. 

Ike reached over to hold Mysta's cheek. "Calm down. Look at your eyes," He shuddered when Luca's teeth grazed against his skin. "You look so wrecked already."

Mysta mewled, sticking his tongue out to lick Ike's length from the base to the tip, tracing the bulging soft veins teasingly. "Tell me I'm a good boy." He whispered, drool over his mouth dripping over Ike's straining cock. 

He gripped Mysta's hair gently and carefully tugged on them, "You are," Ike breathed heavily, guiding Mysta's mouth so he could suck him again. "Such a good boy." He groaned when the detective slowly went down on him, appreciatively moulding the shape of his dick inside his mouth, moaning loudly. "Fuck, yes, good boy." 

Ike sobbed, throwing his head back when he felt Luca's thick, persistent tongue finally slipped inside him. "A-Ahn—!" His body tipped forward as if he was about to collapse.

Luca and Mysta's hands went over immediately to hold him steady not to make him fall over. Luca's huge hands holding his hips tightly and firmly, and Mysta's hands holding Ike's thighs apart while bobbing his head up and down. Ike's hands were covering his mouth while his limbs trembled in pleasure, feeling himself losing his sanity the more the mouths on him moved so lewdly.

Mysta pulled off from his cock, biting his lip as he looked up to Ike, gathering all the saliva mess he made on him, gathering them with his fingers. Then he slowly reached forward to spread them all over Ike's chest, on his erected nipples.

Ike shivered and his eyes rolled backwards as Mysta circled his nipple at a fast pace, appreciating how hard it became underneath his touch.

Ike sobbed, leaning down to kiss him hungrily, licking into his mouth eagerly, biting his lip and his chin. Mysta silently moaned against his mouth, adjusting himself so he's straddling Luca's dick properly, grinding against the man passionately, enjoying how Ike dominated his mouth.

Luca slipped a finger inside of the novelist as well along his tongue, making the man shout loudly, and curled it around carefully. 

"Ah!" Ike jumped. "Luca!"

Mysta continued to lean down as he pulled away from his mouth, going down on the novelist's dripping cock, making choking noises when the tip hit his throat.

"N-No!" Ike almost screamed when Mysta's throat closed up around the tip, and Luca's two fingers and tongue rammed inside his hole mercilessly. "S-Sto—Ah!"

His hips slowly rocked out of his control, slowly bouncing himself on Luca's tongue and fingers as he also fucked Mysta's throat and mouth as he tried to thrust back and forth. 

Mysta and Luca were a moaning mess as Ike moved his hips, eagerly licking into him and sucking into him, overstimulating the novelist. 

"P-Please!" Ike moaned. "A-Ah, please!"

Mysta bobbed his head faster, moaning around him, fingers tweaking his nipples teasingly as Luca added more fingers inside of him, fucking inside his hole eagerly, hitting Ike's sensitive prostate in each trust. In every movement they made, the closer Ike was to letting go.

Mysta's grind speed against Luca's cock was also getting faster, their cocks brushing against each other with wet squelches. 

"My good boys," Ike tugged Mysta's hair harshly, making the man cry out against his cock. "My very good boys." He slurred drunkenly, panting heavily.

Ike's eyes dilated as Mysta slightly pulled off to spit on his hand. He watched him wrap his wet hand around his and Luca's cocks.

"Oh," Ike whispered. 

Luca was panting heavily beneath him. Ike looked behind him, seeing the blonde mam's cheeks and chest flushed red. His eyes were dilated, hungry, desperate for a release.

"Mysta—!" Luca growled, cheeks red, and his cock leaking pre cum as Mysta jerked them off together, going back to sucking Ike's cock.

Mysta nodded his head eagerly, tears streaming down his face as he jerked off Ike's cock, the tip inside of his cheek. Luca landed a good smack on his left ass cheek, tongue exploring inside like a starving man, moaning hoarsely as he fingered the novelist desperately. 

Everything was hot. Ike couldn't think straight, he felt like losing his mind. He didn't even notice that he was pushing Mysta's head onto his cock even further, and that he was fucking himself on Luca's face and fingers.

With little 'ah ah ah's' leaving his lips, he felt his stomach coil, and a zip of pleasure travelling down his spine. "O-Oh no," He gasped. "G-Get off!" He pleaded, eyes clenching closed. "I-I'm gonna cum!" He cried. 

Luca slapped his ass cheek again, even more harshly this time, fucking him with his fingers so fast that it released loud wet noises. Mysta only held his waist tightly, encouraging the man to come down his throat. 

"Mysta!" He sobbed, feeling his orgasm coming inevitable. He tried pushing the man off but Mysta held his wrists together, letting go of his and Luca's leaking cocks, pulling off from his cock just to rasp out, barely had a voice.

"My mouth." Then he went back to sucking, still holding Ike's wrists.

His hips, though, were desperately grinding against Luca's dick, rubbing them together lewdly as he moaned louder around Ike's cock.

"Y-Yes baby, fuck," Ike's cried out, Luca's fingers rubbing his walls nonstop. He felt his breath get knocked out of him when Luca's fingers prodded on his stimulated prostate one more time.

"Oh God," Luca practically cried, bucking his hips up. Mysta choked, blue eyes rolling back. "Mmmm!"

Ike writhed between the men, releasing his loudest moan yet he was sure it echoed around their house. "Y-Yes…!" He screamed, wrapping his legs around Mysta's shoulders. "O-Oh!" He went stiff, toes curling. 

His vision went white as he came, shuddering as Mysta choked on his come, enjoying how the man continuously sucked him off hungrily to milk him.  

"Hnngh!" Ike trembled as Mysta and Luca let out identical, pleasured muffled whines.

"M-Mysta…" Ike slurred, moaning. "L-Luca… o-oh…"

Mysta pulled off with a loud pop, Ike expected him to have swallowed his release, but instead, it dribbled down his chin. 

He spat his release on his palm, wrapping his hand around his and Luca's dicks, which were already covered with their own thick come.

He looked absolutely dirty. His chest and nipples were covered with sweat, spit, and come.

Ike growled lowly, leaning in to kiss Mysta on the mouth who whimpered weakly. "You are fucking sinful." Ike bit his lip. Luca lifted him off his face as he sat up, placing Ike on the bed, between his legs. 

Luca grabbed Ike's hair from behind, pressing his mouth on his hungrily, licking into him, making sure he tasted his and Mysta in there. 

He pulled away, only to give Mysta a kiss as well. "You did so well," Luca told him softly, licking his lips.

Ike murmured. "Good boys, good boys." He pulled Mysta onto his lap, letting them kiss each other intimately. "So good for me."

/////

Ike pulled the covers up to cover Luca and Mysta, who were in deep sleep on his bed. 

Both men were snoring loudly, Luca's head tucked under Mysta's neck, mouth open as deep snores came out of his mouth. 

After their… bedroom shenanigans, they both cleaned up again. Ike told them about the bath Shu gave him, and the moment they shared last night. Luca and Mysta were listening intently while they shampooed Ike's hair and scrub his body gently. 

Since nobody wanted to clean up Luca's room after their sex, they decided to sleep on Ike's bed. It was the middle of the day, Shu messaged he won't be back yet, and Ike didn't feel sleepy as he had plenty of rest already. 

He went downstairs to make a late lunch, or maybe he should just call and make an order. It would be easier, and a lot tastier. The boys had banned him from cooking ever since he almost burned down their kitchen.

As he was walking down the stairs, he surprisingly met Vox. 

The man was naked, a small, white towel wrapped around his waist to cover himself up. He was dripping all over the stairs, and his long hair was sticking onto his shoulders and nape. His usually pale skin was pink, and so were his cheeks.

The director's eyes widened as he met with Ike, "Hey." He said with a breath.

Ike averted his eyes from Vox's wet body, frowning as he made eye contact with him. "Hey," He breathed out, biting his lip as Vox walked closer. 

Ike's head spun when he smelled his own vanilla wash gel emitting from Vox's newly cleaned body.

"Yes," Vox said sheepishly, holding his towel tightly. "Did I wake you?"

"No, no," Ike gulped. "I-I was just gonna call a delivery for lunch."

"Oh, are you hungry?" Vox asked softly. "Don't worry baby, I already cooked something for you, hm? Shu's on the way home, I'm sure you and the boys can eat together."

"What about you?"

"I already ate, just before I showered," Vox said. 

"Why didn't you tell us you're home?" Ike asked with a slight pout, reaching out to take Vox's wet hand which the director willingly gave.

 "Oh, I'm sorry baby," Vox leaned down to kiss his fringe. "I didn't want to disturb you and the boys."

"But I missed you," Ike whispered sadly, receiving another kiss from the taller man, right on his cheek. "We could have eaten together."

"I missed you," Vox murmured, pressing his cold body against his. Ike shivered, Vox's arms going around his body tightly. He felt his cold lips pressing against his warm skin. "You had fun with the guys?" He asked deeply, lifting his hand up to thumb over the marks the other boys left on his skin. "Fuck, look at you."

Ike let out a hiss when Vox pressed on a love bruise right on the side of his neck too hard. "Hey!"

"This is a fat fucking bruise," Vox laughed quietly. "Who left this here?" 

"Can't remember…" He wrapped his arms around his shoulders, enjoying how the man smelled like him.

Vox placed his hands under Ike's long shirt, groaning so deeply that Ike felt his chest rumble. He felt up Ike's bare ass and thighs underneath the shirt, giving his bottom a generous squeeze. 

Ike hummed with a small whine when Vox lifted him up, wrapping his thighs around the taller man's waist. He always loved how the boys could easily carry him around the house, even when he was capable of walking. 

"Well aren't you such a forgetful sweetheart," Vox murmured with a teasing tone as he walked towards his room, carrying the fucked-out novelist. He playfully spread Ike's asscheeks widely letting the cool air brush against his rim. "Letting your boyfriends mark you up. Where can I leave mine if there's still space?"

Ike was breathing heavily as heat travelled to his face, feeling himself getting riled up. "Y-You could check." He offered, pressing his lips hotly against Vox's ear. He shook his ass slightly in Vox's palms.

"You're damn right I will," Vox entered the room and closed the door shut. He didn't even bother opening the lights, he just threw the novelist onto his bed.

Ike squeaked when he landed onto the soft pillows, shuddering as he saw the sly look on Vox's face.

"Stop looking at me like that," Ike bit his lip when Vox went all fours on the bed, slowly crawling towards him.

He arched his back when Vox straddled his waist, his towel barely hanging on. The director held his arms with his freakishly big hands, and slowly eased his palms up seductively to pin Ike's wrists above his head.

"Like what?" Vox gave him a sick grin when Ike shuddered underneath his touch, just barely letting out a breath of moan. "So sensitive…"

Ike panted. "I'm very overstimulated," He mumbled, hips shifting. "I came more than four times in a span of 24 hours."

"Is that so?" Vox murmured, pressing the apple of his ass against Ike's pelvis. "The boys did you good?"

Ike bit his lip, his eyes falling shut as Vox's lips lingered against his skin. "You could say that— Oh, Vox," He sighed when the man above him slowly ground his hips against his, their clothed cocks rubbing against each other mellowly. 

"Whose shirt is this?" Vox lifted the shirt up to his chest, exposing Ike's bare half and his chest. "Fuck."

"L-Luca's," 

Ike writhed slightly when Vox let his tongue out obscenely, and dipped it inside Ike's belly button, tasting the slight, salty beads there. He circled it around before dragging his tongue up, to his abs, and to his pecs. 

Ike wriggled his hands away from Vox's tight grip but the man just wouldn't let him go.

Vox attached his lips around one of Ike's nipples, suckling onto it softly, tracing the erected nub with his tongue and gave it some kitten licks.

"Look how perky your nipples are," Vox transferred to another nipple, enjoying how Ike winced and let out a small whimper. He suckled onto it as well, circling his tongue around it teasingly. He lapped his tongue against it, looking at Ike through his lashes as he did so. 

Ike's nipples turned slightly pink as Vox levelled his gaze with him, leaning down to whisper in his ear hotly.

"Think I could make you come for the fifth time today?" 

Ike could feel the hairs on his body rising. "What?"

"You heard me."

Ike gulped, "If you could try. Inside you?"

Vox pulled away gently, and then snickered softly. "Oh no, baby," He whispered. "I'm fucking you senseless. Maybe next time you can fuck me, hm?",

/////

"Vox!" Ike cried when he cried to crawl away from Vox's grip but the raven-haired man chuckled lowly as he gripped Ike's hips tightly, pulling him back as his hips thrusted into the novelist mercilessly. 

"Where are you going, little one?" He pressed Ike's face against the bed, admiring how the novelist's back arch so lewdly. His hair was a mess, glasses long discarded, and his neck and face flushed red. 

"E-Enough…" Ike moaned loudly, ass up and legs trembling as Vox shallowly rolled his hips. 

"You only came one time,"  

"I-I can't anymore—!" Ike choked out a loud moan as Vox drilled his ass without stopping, eyes rolling back in pleasure as his hands gripped the sheets roughly, moving his hips along with Vox's thrusts. "H-Haa Vox!"

Vox pulled out, flipping the man underneath him roughly. He looked like a wreck, eyes glassy and lips bitten red. Vox almost came on the spot.

Ike immediately opened his legs widely, his frail hands reaching for him. 

"You feel so damn good," Ike sobbed, hard cock twitching against his stomach, his chest rising up and down rapidly. "M-My body can't take it."

"Of course it can," Vox grabbed the back of his knees, a dirty mirth in his golden eyes as he nearly folded Ike in a half. "Take me, baby." He whispered, slowly slipping his cock inside of him again. "You deserve to have this cock inside you, sweetheart. I'll give you all the pleasure you deserved to have."

"A-Ah—" Ike slapped his hand against Vox's chest, throwing his head back. "Vox!" He screamed when Vox pulled back only to slam back in again. Fuck, he felt like he couldn't breathe. "Fucker!"

Vox barked a laughter as he leaned down, kissing Ike hungrily on the lips as he raised his cock inside him slowly but roughly. "Feisty."

 Ike eagerly kissed him back, his arms going around Vox tightly. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me," He repeatedly chanted, eyes tearing up as Vox pinned his knees against the bed, and rapidly increased the pace of his hips. "AH!"

"You," Vox pulled back. "Are," He slammed back in. "Ours." 

Ike's ass cheeks stung on how hard Vox's skin was slapping against his, his insides feeling all funny as Vox kept locating on his prostate like he was some kind of government drone. He couldn't move, he felt paralyzed as his lover pinned him against the bed, his hole being used. Fuck. 

"V-Voxxy—" Ike's toes curled. He didn't even realized he reached the end of Vox's bed, so when he bent his head back, it hung at the edge of the bed. "A-Ah! Ungh!" Ike cried louder. "Fuck! T-Too much!"

Vox let go of his legs only to hold his hips up, panting as he fucked into him senseless. 

"I'm having you Ike. I gotta have you," Vox choked out, his pace slightly staggering as he watched Ike writhe in his hold, turning red as his hoarse voice kept shouting strings of pleasured words. "Ikey," He pulled him back into the bed, kissing him on the mouth appreciatively. "I've been holding back," He whispered against his lips, enjoying how Ike was just a crying mess in front of him, face filled with tears and sweat. "I've been holding back and now I don't have to anymore." His pace slightly slowed down as he reached between them, holding Ike's cock in his hand which made the novelist hiss in sensitivity. "I've been holding back on pleasuring you in any way you fucking deserve," He growled. 

"You and your beautiful self, you deserve everything," He murmured, licking Ike's neck. "You're feeling so good, don't you?" Ike's eyes rolled back. "Answer me."

He nodded, mouth dropping into a silent whine. "Y-Yes… Yes, yes!" Ike cried. "S-So good," He sobbed. "Too good!"

"Am I making you feel good?"

"Y-Yes!"

The door suddenly opened. Both of them suddenly stilled, Ike's mind filled with only pleasure.

Ike gasped as he saw Shu's head peeking inside, eyes casting on the both of them. "S-Shu—" He whined.

"I was wondering who was being loud," Shu murmured. He entered the room, closing the door behind them. "I could hear you from downstairs, you know. You could have woken up the boys."

He approached them and cupped Vox's face, leaning down to give him the filthiest kiss. The man moaned, about to kiss back when Shu pulled away to look down at Ike who was a slutty mess. 

"Someone's close to coming," Shu commented nonchalantly. 

"Yes," Vox gestured to Ike. "Look at him, he's desperate for it even when he already came five times."

"Five times?" Shu echoed, bowing down to lean his face closer to Ike who was panting hotly. "What can I say, he deserves it." He mumbled. "Maybe he deserves more?"

Vox grabbed him by the nape and pulled him in into another filthier kiss, his tongue invading Shu's mouth eagerly while Ike watched from underneath. 

Ike bit his lip as he reached over, his shaky hand palming Shu through his pants. Shu pulled away from Vox with a hiss, the raven-haired man immediately leaning in to attack his neck, mouthing his pale skin hungrily. 

Shu reached down to unzip his jeans, moaning as Vox left marks all over his exposed throat. "W-Wait…" 

Ike slapped his hand away, pulling down his pants and jeans in one swift motion, still laying down on the bed with his legs spread and Vox still inside him. 

He pressed Shu's exposed cock against his face, wrapping his hands around it as he licked the underneath of it. Vox started moving his hips again, and Ike slipped Shu's tip inside his mouth.

Shu let out a silent whine as Vox grinned, ramming inside Ike again with his teeth biting Shu's jaw.

"Look at you," Shu murmured, eyes dark. He touched Ike's elongated jaw, watching as the tip of his cock being sucked by Ike who was desperately trying to jerk it off as well with his saliva. "Do you enjoy being filled, hm?" 

Vox's hip made a sharp thrust making Ike scream, his teeth grazing against Shu's cock. "He does deserve more." Vox whispered. "He can take all of us."

"Just us," Shu added, pushing his dick further inside Ike's mouth. The novelist choked, moaning around him as his hands gripped the sheets. "Only us could see you like this. The four of us." He began moving his hips back and forth with the same speed as Vox's, but the movement was only minimal as he didn't want to hurt Ike's throat. 

Ike was full on crying, his tears were streaming down his temple as he let his mouth and ass be fucked by his boyfriends. His whole body was trembling, his nipples perky, and his cock was turning red being kept from orgasm. He was sobbing around Shu's cock as he tugged the sheets underneath him, his legs tightening around Vox's hips to pull him closer.

"Ah fuck," Vox growled lowly, his hips getting sloppier. "Inside you." He lifted Ike's hips to align with his cock which made Ike scream with ecstasy. "Here? Here?" Vox panted, pushing his hips on the spot right where he knew Ike would lose his goddamn mind. "Look at you, you can't even make a fucking noise because your mouth is stuffed with another cock."

Shu clenched his eyes shut as he pulled his cock out of Ike's mouth. Ike let out the most guttural moan as he let Vox fuck his insides, mouth dropping open. "I-I—!" He stuttered.

Shu wrapped his hand around his cock as he aimed his tip right inside of his mouth, releasing soft moans as his pre-cum slowly dripped inside. "A-Ah—" He bit his lip.

"Fucking shit I'm gonna come," Vox groaned. "O-Oh… Ike, Ike,"

"Oh God," Shu let out a tiny squeal at the back of his throat as Ike sucked on his tip hungrily. "Hng, baby yes," He accepted the kiss Vox gave him roughly, moaning in each other's mouth as they desperately thrusted inside Ike, their load slowly coming out of them.

Ike choked around Shu's cock as his own come spurted across his chest and chin, his body going rigid as Vox continued to fuck into him, his cock releasing a big load of cum inside him. 

Ike could feel the strong tang taste of come inside his mouth and slowly dripping down his throat, he could also feel Vox's come inside him, warm and gooey.

Shu pulled off, moaning as he saw his come drip from Ike's mouth, along with his saliva. Ike let it dribble down his cheek and chin as Vox pulled out as well, carefully spreading Ike's ass cheeks to see how much he gaped and how much he was dripping with Vox's load.

"Fuck look at this," Vox licked his lips. Ike whined in embarassment but spread his legs wider for him to see. 

Shu grabbed Vox's discarded shirt from the floor, wiping Ike's face with a small shy smile. 

"T-Take a picture it'll last longer," Ike whispered hoarsely at Vox. 

"You're right," Vox murmured. "I should take a picture and send it to the other guys. Wonder how would they react knowing Shu and I came inside you and filled you up good."

Ike swallowed the remaining cum inside him making Shu splutter. "D-Don't swallow!"

Ike made a face, "It… didn't taste good."

Shu gave him a look.

"What's the point of coming inside his mouth if you don't let him swallow?" Vox grabbed his phone from the nightstand. "Can I?"

Ike stared at the phone, and then at Vox. "What if the picture leaked?" He wasn't worried about that because a picture of an ass with dripping come could be anyone's. But the possibility made him flush with humiliation.

Vox dropped a sweet kiss on his knee. "I'll tell them it's mine. And don't worry, this phone is personal. This is only for all five of us, communication purposes and… some other things."

Shu carefully wiped the come stains on Ike's stomach, chest, and thighs. "He sends lewd pictures to Luca."

"I love when he replies 'pog' to my dick pictures," Vox defended.. Ike looked over him and saw how determined he was as he angled his camera towards Ike's ass. "I will pray for your ass, baby. I don't think Mysta and Luca would be able to control themselves."

He carefully slipped a finger inside Ike, making the novelist whine weakly. "Hmpp…"

Then the sound of soft shutter of the camera from Vox's phone was heard. He fiddled with it for a few moments before placing it back to the table. "I also sent it to you, Shu."

Shu let out a laugh as he gathered all the clothes from the floor. "Thanks."

/////

"Almost out baby," Vox whispered apologetically as he fingered Ike's ass, scooping out the come from inside carefully and fluidly.

Ike was a moaning mess as he sat on Shu's lap, legs spread by him as Vox propped between their legs. "P-Please a-ah!" Ike jumped when Vox accidentally hit his overstimulated, sensitive prostate.

They were in their bathroom right now, in the tub. They haven't cleaned up yet, so they all felt grimy and sweaty. Ike felt way too blissed and weak to do anything so he just let the boys clean him up and let Vox clean him out.

Shu whispered sweet nothing to him, his hands rubbing his sides comfortingly. 

"If we don't get it out you're gonna have a stomach ache," Shu kissed his cheek sweetly. "I'm here, baby bug."

"I'm gonna come," Ike sobbed weakly, limping in Shu's arms. 

"Of course baby," Vox reassured him. "You can come."

Shu wrapped a hand around him, slowly jerking him off as Vox fingered him, his fingers curling inside him appreciatively. "Such a beautiful man," Vox whispered. "I wish you could see yourself."

It didn't take long for Ike to come, he didn't release much as he released way too much today already. It will take him a few more hours to recover. He secretly hoped that he recovered fast so he could do it with Mysta and Luca as well. 

Vox filled up the bath as Ike laid still, eyes closed, and his breathing went even.

"He's asleep," Shu murmured, stroking Ike's hair carefully. He felt his chest tighten at the view. He leaned in to press his nose against Ike's temple. He loved him.

"Mhmm," Vox lathered the soap softly on Ike's gentle skin, carefully scrubbing his skin. "Thank you for accompanying him last night."

Shu lifted a foot to poke Vox's chest with his toe, "You already thanked me."

Vox hummed, holding his ankle to drop a kiss on his heel. "Any way I can thank you more?"

Shu rolled his eyes but he gave Vox a shy smile, "I'll think about it."

Vox leaned in, and Shu met him halfway. Their lips met softly, just pressing against each other sweetly with no other intentions rather than just to touch lips. "You taste like Luca." Vox murmured. "Earlier when I kissed you tasted like him."

"I might or might have dropped by their room to give him a quick kiss but instead he just pulled me in a quick, sleepy snog," Shu pursed his lips to hide his smile. "And then I left because you and Ike were being noisy. The noises didn't reach their room, though."

"Too bad," Vox rinsed Ike's body as he finished scrubbing him up. "I kind of wanted them to hear so they'll enter the room and see what Ike looked like."

Shu helped him rinse Ike's body, kissing the man's hair every now and then. 

"You should see your face when you came in," Vox whispered. "I've never seen you look so hungry and lustful before."

"Shut up," Shu splashed a water at him. "Shut up please."

Ike stirred between them, making them freeze. 

Shu glared at him playfully.

"I'm never letting this slide," Vox pointed a soapy loofa towards his way.

/////

"Move your fatass!"

"Don't shout, Ike's sleeping,"

"Ow you ass! You didn't have to knee me!"

"Can I just please sleep beside him?"

"No, you already came inside him,"

"That wasn't even me! That was Vox!"

Ike let out a soft groan as he stirred awake, his body warm and everything around him just felt hazy and soft. He blinked his blurry eyes open slowly, furrowing his eyebrows. "What's going on?" He rasped out. Oh, his voice is ruined.

He saw Mysta lifting a huge pillow, obviously about to aim it at Vox's head. 

"Hey," Mysta dropped the pillow with a smile as he climbed at top of Ike. "Sorry, we're just figuring out the bed arrangement."

Ike narrowed his eyes. "Bed arrangement?"

"We kind of want to sleep here," Vox said sheepishly. "Is that okay?"

Ike felt his heart soar as he sat up. "Of course. Of course." He breathed out. "Jesus my voice is fucked," He said while his voice broke. "This is worse than a karaoke night."

"You screamed earlier more than you scream on a karaoke night," Luca informed him with a sly look. "I heard you."

He felt four eyes watching him. He slowly cowered away from the attention, heat filling up his cheeks as he shyly covered his face with the duvet. 

"Look at him all shy," Vox murmured. 

"Anyway," Ike whispered. "Can we… talk about this later?"

"Of course," Shu chuckled. "You're gonna need that energy for when these two bombard you later." He gestured to Mysta and Luca.

Ike shook his head fondly as he let Luca lay in the middle of the bed. "Can I sleep on top of you?" Luca laid there with his big chest and big arms ready to huddle the four of them close.

The mafia man opened his arms as he welcomed Ike in them, the novelist laying on his front at the top of him. He gave Ike a sweet kiss at the top of his head. "Don't think Mysta and I are done with you." He whispered deeply. "If you wanna get spoiled without money, well, this is how we do it." 

Ike's breath hitched as Luca's words flowed through his ears. He hid his face in his neck, face burning with embarassment and eagerness.

He felt someone's head lay

right on his ass cheeks, between Luca's legs. 

"Very comfy," Mysta nuzzled his bottom, his arms going around to hug Luca's muscular leg. Shu and Vox laid on either side of Luca, using his arms as their pillows with soft giggles.

"All of these pillows and you chose to use me as one," Luca deadpanned but closed his eyes, accepting the kisses the boys gave his skin. 

"You're the comfiest pillow," Shu murmured sleepily, face pressed against his bicep. 

"Sure, I got these guns to be pillows," Luca said but the boys shushed him.

"Sleep," Ike kissed his collarbone. 

"Ike…" Vox whispered. 

Ike didn't reply.

"Do you feel spoiled?"

Ike opened his eyes and saw Vox staring back at him. Ike smiled against Luca's skin and closed his eyes again. "Maybe the strawberries covered with chocolate ain't half bad."