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The show was a thing of the past now, as Marco had a lot of other things on his mind recently. Namely the two boyfriends he did get out of the deal and how they, after settling in at their new jobs, and jumped at the opportunity to move into him after just over 6 months of dating.
He had asked, after some months even with them staying over more nights then not. Not wanting to be overeager and guarded to make sure this lasted. He had been burned once before, after all, and this still seemed too good to be true at times. But it lasted, even with the ups and downs, so they would make it. He knew they would, and if at one point they didn’t, they could work on that as a unit instead of letting this fade.
Boyfriends that spend the night in his bed, except when Ace had a late or night shift, or the odd time Sabo worked late on a case. But most often they were both in bed by the time Marco turned in. And the times they were not, well… They usually had a great way of making up for that.
Eyes opening as he realized what he was feeling, Marco wanted to gasp, only for Sabo to lean in and kiss him like he was a man starving. Stealing the breath from his lungs and making it so he couldn’t say or do anything as Ace did his thing. Not unlike how Ace was taking him to the root, deepthroating him in a way that Marco could never get tired of. He’d never experienced that until he got together with Ace and Sabo, finding out Ace didn’t have a gag reflex and used that to the fullest as he loved going down on his lovers.
Pulling back from Sabo’s mouth, Marco moaned, “Fuck, Ace… Your mouth -yoi. Never ge- getting tired of that, but Fu-Uck!”
His eyes rolled back in his head at the pleasure he was feeling, a hand lowering to slide into Ace’s hair and hold on. From experience, Marco knew he’d need it, as Ace could push him to the edge and over in an instant.
With his other hand, he beckoned Sabo close again, the younger blond leaning in without delay to press their lips together again. Moaning into Marco’s mouth as his second hand disappeared into blond curls as well. Holding on and letting himself feel, whining whenever Sabo pulled away so they could both breath, trying not to come too quickly despite Ace playing him so well.
Feeling the way, Sabo's hands wandered all over, making their way under Ace and to Marco’s hole. Slowly slipping in once the lube was located and his finger coated. Fingering Marco open at a quick, but easy pace, as Ace kept him occupied with a blowjob he would love regardless of what happened now.
He couldn’t last, not like this. Never like this, being cared for by both his lovers.
Moaning as Sabo pulls back again after working three fingers into him, Marco feels his orgasm approaching, whining lowly as he feels that. “Sa- Sabo, Ace, Fuck… You… Oh Gods, I’m gonna cum -yoi.”
Sabo pulled his fingers out as soon as he heard, knowing that this would be intense enough from experience. Looking on, as he wiped his hands down and grinned widely, as they all knew what was coming next.
Instead of pulling back, as he had expected Ace to do the first time to do this. Ace just took him in as deep as he could, swallowing around his head and taking everything Marco had to offer. Sighing around the cock in his mouth as he helped Marco through the orgasm, only pulling off once he was certain Marco had spilled it all.
Grinning widely, before leaning into Sabo to kiss him. Sharing whatever was left of Marco’s taste with the other blond. Leaving them both to moan at it, and giving Marco a show so he could recupperate. Being in a relationship with Ace and Sabo had taught him early on that there was no such thing as one round and despite everything he had known about himself, the two of them made him discover kinks and parts of the bedroom he didn’t think were possible.
Looking on as Ace gets pushed onto his back, before Sabo moves to lay on top of him, still kissing. Hands exploring and taking hold of the lube Marco hands him to prepare their firecracker or a lover.
It would be Sabo’s turn after, once Ace came one his prostate was stimulated enough. Something they had all found out the first time they had sex, how sensitive Ace was there. He didn’t need a lot, but he would cum so heavily from prostate stimulation. To the point they once made it a game to see how many orgasms they could milk from him (their current record was 10 times before Ace had passed out).
Sabo, on the other hand, didn’t react too much to that. Instead he was someone who reacted to several stimuli at once. Fingering him open and playing with his nipples worked. As did him fucking one of them and being fucked by the other.
Lastly, Marco, just enjoyed it all. The attention especially and no matter where he was placed or what he could give or receive, he came more times than he could count because these men were his. A possessive part of him he had never known, had never needed either. But since Ace and Sabo came into his life it was there almost all the time.
As he looked on, Ace did cum, before recovering fast (as he always did), pushing Sabo onto his back and taking him down his throat as he worked the blond open. Grinning the whole time by the way Sabo’s back arched and he seemed to push himself into Ace’s mouth deeper, to the point that an almost choking sound came out of the black haired man. If they didn’t know he loved it, they’d be worried.
Pulling off of Sabo’s cock, Ace looked very pleased with himself. Twisting his fingers inside of their blond lover to open him up more, while teasing the cock some more. At least until Marco recovered enough to grasp his hair and push him down the cock in front of him, “Don’t play with your food, love, you know what’ll happen if you do -yoi.”
Ace just moaned, his eyes rolling back as Sabo came at that. The double stimuli is too much for him. Stuttering through his orgasm as he did so, leaving Marco and Ace to wait for him to bounce back.
They, as usual, keep themselves occupied with kissing, before Ace grins widely and moves them so Marco is in the middle. Kissing him once more before moving so he can pull Marco’s legs over his thighs and ease him up a little so he can reach it all, slowly easing in as Sabo also comes out to play. Settling on top of Marco and easing himself down. Stopping once his hips connect to Marco’s and all three of them moan softly at the wonderful pleasure they’re feeling.
Breath hitching, Marco grasps Sabo’s hips in a tight grip as Ace does to him, biting his lip as he knows he’s going to be wrecked before long. He loves it when he's in the middle of their formation, but this feels intimate in a way he can’t describe. “Fuck…”
Sabo, little shit that he is, doesn’t even sound winded, “That’s the idea, love.”
Pulling him close to keep his mouth occupied with kisses, Marco moans into said mouth as Ace also starts to move. Deep, but slow, thrusts that Marco always feels all the way to his throat. Possessing him in a way that he has grown to adore.
The only sad part is that he never lasts long, coming inside of Sabo before he knows what is happening. Panting as he does so, surprise etched into his face as Sabo comes not long after, until he can see one of Ace’s hands twisting a nipple to make sure he gets there. Leaving only Ace, who gets drunk on their pleasure and thrusts in once more before filling Marco up.
Panting still, even as his lovers pull away slowly. Leaving Ace to go and get a cloth so they can clean up. Marco turns to Sabo once more and kisses the other blond, both of them still panting as they do so and not caring. At least until Marco yelps when something cold touches his skin, “Fuck…”
Ace, the gremlin that he is, just laughs before cleaning his chest and stomach, as well as his now soft cock and hole. Pressing kisses where he can reach. Before taking out another cloth and repeating the same with Sabo. Kissing them both sweetly before leaving for the bathroom as they stare at an ass that wiggles a little too much to not be shown. No doubt to clean up himself, before coming back to he bed and snoozing a little before falling asleep once more. As it’s currently 6 AM in the morning, none of them need to be anywhere before 9, so they have time to just enjoy themselves.
This was the life had wanted, and despite how he came by it, Marco can’t help but be grateful it did. His family and friends say the same thing. Mentioning how happy he is, and how happy they are for the three of them for finding each other.