The bedroom door clicked shut behind them.
It was dimly lit—only the soft glow of Shin's nightstand lamp spilling warmth across the room. His bed was unmade from this morning, sheets tangled and tossed, but none of them cared. The four of them moved like they were underwater, slow, fluid, trembling with heat.
Shin guided them with quiet confidence, his arm snug around Yuki's waist while Ai and Aiko clung to either side of him. The way they looked at him—hungry, flushed, trembling—it made his blood thrum through his body like fire.
Yuki's steps were uncertain, bare feet padding on the carpet as he was gently pulled forward. His pale body trembled as Shin sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him into his lap again.
"A-Are we really doing it again… in your room?" Yuki asked, his voice quiet, breathless, and unsure.
Shin leaned in, brushing his lips along Yuki's ear. "Where else? I want you comfortable. All of you."
Yuki's breath caught. The softness of Shin's voice—the way his arms curled tightly around his waist—made his heart flutter and ache. Even as desire boiled in his stomach, there was a tenderness he clung to, something fragile and precious.
He loved him.
God, he loved him so much it hurt.
"Sit with me, Kiddo," Shin whispered.
Yuki nodded. He let himself be pulled close, settling on Shin's thighs, already bare from earlier. He could feel Shin's heat through his skin, the press of his hardness, and the firm weight of his hands cupping his hips like he owned him.
Ai knelt on the bed behind Shin, kissing along his spine. Her hands moved eagerly, dragging his pants down his thighs. Aiko followed her lead, tugging at his waistband with shaky fingers, breath coming faster as more skin was revealed.
"Taa-kun," she murmured, "You're already so hard… we made you like this?"
"You always do," he muttered, half-smirking. "Every single one of you."
Yuki bit his lip, eyes flicking down to where Shin was exposed now, thick and hard between his thighs. His cheeks flamed, but he didn't look away. Not this time. He couldn't pretend anymore. Not when he wanted all of him.
Shin looked up at him, brushing a hand through his snowy-white hair. "You okay?"
"I… I love you…" Yuki whispered, barely audible.
Shin stilled. Just for a moment.
And then he leaned forward, gently pressing their foreheads together. "I know."
Those two words made Yuki's chest squeeze so tightly, he almost forgot how to breathe.
Shin kissed him slowly—deeply—one hand tangled in Yuki's hair while the other slid up his spine. Yuki melted against him, moaning into the kiss, his small hands grasping Shin's shoulders as if afraid he might vanish if he let go.
Behind them, Ai moaned softly as she grinded herself against Shin's back, her panties already soaked and clinging to her. Aiko moved to Yuki's side, pressing kisses along his bare shoulder, whispering, "You're so cute when you're in love…"
Yuki whimpered, overwhelmed by everything—the warmth of Shin's skin, the heat of Aiko's lips, the knowing smile in Ai's eyes.
"I want you inside me…" Yuki breathed, his voice shaking. "Even if I'm scared…"
Shin's expression softened.
He reached for the nightstand, grabbing a small bottle of lube tucked away in the drawer. Ai giggled when she saw it.
"Knew you'd keep it close," she teased.
"Shut up and come here," Shin growled playfully, dragging her closer by the waistband of her panties. But his eyes returned to Yuki—tender, serious.
"You're sure?" he asked.
Yuki nodded, biting his lip. "I want to feel it. I want to feel you."
That was all it took.
Shin gently eased Yuki back onto the bed, settling between his legs. His fingers worked slowly, slicking him up, circling around his entrance with care, slipping one finger inside as Yuki gasped and trembled.
Ai and Aiko hovered nearby, Ai holding Yuki's hand tightly while Aiko stroked his cheek. "You're doing so well, Yuki-Chan…"
"D-Don't talk to me like I'm a kid!" he moaned, cheeks burning.
"But you're so cute when you're being filled," Ai whispered.
Shin added a second finger, scissoring gently. "Relax, Kiddo… I'll go slow."
Yuki whimpered but didn't pull away. He wanted this. Even if it burned. Even if it meant breaking open in front of all of them.
When Shin finally lined up with him, pressing the tip of his cock against his entrance, Yuki arched upward, gasping.
It felt… terrifying.
And incredible.
And right.
With a slow push, Shin slid inside, inch by inch. Yuki clutched the sheets, eyes wide, breath trembling in his lungs as he was stretched around him.
"F-Fuck—Shin—!"
"I'm here," Shin whispered, kissing his throat, his cheeks, his lips. "You're doing amazing."
Once he was fully inside, he paused—letting Yuki adjust, their breaths syncing in the quiet tension. Ai pressed against Shin's back, kissing his nape. Aiko cupped Yuki's cheek, stroking it gently.
"Move," Yuki finally whispered. "Please…"
And Shin did.
Slow, careful thrusts. Each one deeper. Each one met with soft cries and tightening thighs. Yuki clung to him, chest rising and falling rapidly, his moans rising in pitch as Shin angled just right—
"AH—T-There—!"
"That spot?" Shin murmured, smirking. "You're so sensitive, Kiddo…"
"D-Don't call me that while you're inside me!"
"But you're mine, aren't you?" Shin whispered against his lips. "All mine."
Yuki's heart screamed yes.
Ai couldn't take it anymore—she straddled Shin from behind, reaching around to stroke his chest, grinding against his back. "Onii-chan, I want it too…"
Aiko slid down between Yuki's legs, pressing soft kisses to his thighs, watching the way Shin's cock disappeared into him again and again.
"I want to taste while you're inside him…"
Shin growled, hips stuttering at her words. "Haa-Chan… you're wicked."
She giggled, running her tongue along the base of his shaft as it moved, moaning at the taste of Yuki's arousal mixed with Shin's. "You taste so good together…"
Yuki was crying out now, body wracked with pleasure, tears clinging to the corners of his eyes.
"I-It's too much… I-I love you…"
"I know," Shin whispered again, kissing him with everything he had.
Ai shifted, straddling Yuki's face, panties pulled aside, her voice trembling as she begged, "Lick me, Onii-chan—please—while you fuck him—"
He obliged.
His tongue worked her open as his cock plunged deep into Yuki, his hands gripping Ai's thighs while Aiko took his cock into her mouth from below, tongue and lips messy and eager.
It was chaos.
Pleasure.
Heat.
Love.
Everywhere.
Yuki sobbed with the intensity of it, feeling Shin in his body, Ai on his lips, Aiko between his legs—all of them moving in a rhythm that was desperate and unrelenting.
"I'm gonna—" he gasped. "I-I can't—!"
Shin moved faster, losing control, hips slamming into him as Ai moaned above, and Aiko's tongue flicked eagerly over Shin's shaft.
"Let go, Kiddo—cum for me—"
And he did.
Yuki cried out Shin's name as he climaxed, body arching, stars bursting behind his eyes. Shin followed moments later, groaning low and deep as he emptied himself inside Yuki, holding him tight like he was the most precious thing in the world.
Ai came next, screaming into her brother's mouth as he licked her through it, while Aiko moaned around his softening cock, shivering as her own pleasure rippled through her body.
Shin gathered Yuki close, pressing his face into the boy's soft white hair, his voice barely a whisper.
"You okay…?"
Yuki nodded. "I'm yours… right?"
Shin kissed his forehead. "Always."
And in the warmth of that messy, breathless tangle of limbs and love, Yuki closed his eyes and smiled.
Even if it hurt… even if he had to share him…
He was happy.
Because Shin was holding him.
And for tonight—that was enough.
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END OF CHAPTER : 219 : IT FEELS TOO GOOD TO STOP... EVEN IF MY HEART HURTS!
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