Yikes, exactly.
Gideon takes the stairs two at a time, already bracing for impact. He’s going to have to wing this one, and hopefully, the promise of sexy birthday games will be enough to ease the guilt-fueled meltdown Luca will undoubtedly have.
When he rounds the corner, Nix’s door is wide open, but Rowan’s is shut with a blue scrunchie on the doorknob. A clear signal that he and Finn are up to something delicious.
Right now, though, if Gideon’s nose is right, there’s sex happening in Luca’s room, too.
Dammit, Jay, you had one job.
He doesn’t hesitate to push the door open, where he finds Leo naked on his back with Jay’s cock in his ass, balls deep, while an equally naked Luca rides him.
Luca hasn’t come—thank fuck—but Gideon suspects that’s largely because Jay has tied a bright red ribbon around the base of Luca’s cock, pulling his balls in tight.
It’s like a pretty, pretty present.
“Gideon,” Leo gasps, reaching for him as his eyes roll back. “Fuck.”
“You okay there, Leo? This a celebration?”
The three of them have been together the longest, and they move through life the same way they move in bed—synchronized, instinctual, caught in the rhythm of a silent song only they can hear. It’s a dance, and it’s enthralling.
“Fuck, yes, it is. This is how we started, and this is how we go out.” Jay punctuates the last word with a deep thrust into Leo and a kiss to Luca’s drooling mouth. “He knows he can’t come, love. Made sure of it.”
“You’re such good boys.” Gideon steps closer, sliding his fingers into Luca’s damp hair and yanking his head back roughly. “You’re good, aren’tyou, Luca?”
Luca’s breath stutters as he clenches around Leo, his whole body trembling.
“If he comes,” Gideon warns, voice edged with authority, “he’ll be sitting out tonight’s events.”
Luca moans at the threat, his fingers flexing against Jay’s sweat-slick waist.
“Fuck, do that again,” Leo groans.
Gideon growls, but Leo—bold as ever—adds, “Please.”
Instead of pulling Luca’s hair, Gideon flicks the swollen head of Luca’s cock—sharp, just enough to sting. Luca shouts, his whole body jerking, and it sets off a chain reaction. Leo groans, coming, and the clench of it drags Jay under, too.
Jay lets out a rough, wrecked sound, grabbing Luca’s waist and crushing their mouths together, all tongue and teeth. He pulls out of Leo, his knot visibly swollen as he rolls them to the side. They’re beautiful—Luca caught between them, teary and trembling, alternating between sucking on Jay’s tongue and kissing Leo’s parted lips.
There’s so much love between them that Gideon rethinks his decision. This is a celebration, after all.
“Luca,” he murmurs, softening. “You are so good. You should celebrate, too.”
Luca lets out a strangled whimper as Gideon reaches between them, pulling the red ribbon free. Jay whoops in delight, his hand on Luca’s cock in the blink of an eye, while Leo buries his teeth in Luca’s shoulder.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” Luca chants, the words spilling between gasps as his body finally tips over the edge.
Gideon leaves them to it but pops his head back in as an afterthought. “Hey, dress up for dinner. 8:00 p.m. sharp. Don’t make me come get you.”
He’s halfway down the hallway to the stairs before he hears Luca come with a shriek. He’d forgotten to mention the birthday party but has an even better idea. It won’t be a surprise, but…well, not for Jay, anyway.
He texts the group chat and hears a chorus of text notifications from allover the house.
5:00 p.m. - from Gideon – Architect of Pleasure
Dress for dinner.
I mean you too, Ro.
