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Raine shifted, whimpering softly. Whit love. So full.
He nuzzled Grey's hand, his own opening and closing back
into a fist convulsively.
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Whit! Raine arched, crying out desperately, so carefully
beginning to ride his hand.
He moved his hand carefully, pushing it in farther and then
bringing it back down Raine's passage, trusting that Grey
would not let him do something wrong that might hurt Raine.
Grey watched them, body relaxed, eyes hot. Can you feel
our heartbeat?
A shudder moved through him. I can. Oh, Grey, I can.
There were tears in his eyes and he was beginning to shake,
quite overwhelmed.
Grey sat up, touching them both, and kissed him. I'm
right here, love. Right here.
He whimpered and took another kiss, letting Grey soothe
him. Turning back to Raine, leaning into Grey's strength, he
began again to move his hand again.
Raine keened, eyes closed, body so taut, so tight. Soft
endearments and pleas poured from him, filled the room, so
beautiful, so warm.
He kept moving his hand, feeling Raine's body ripple
around him.
Grey's hands pumped his cock, Raine's, touching them
together in the slow, careful rhythm of his hand. He
whimpered, his own hand speeding within Raine's body as his
need increased.
Raine began to buck, crying out as his body tightened.
Grey growled, rumbling low. Make him come for you, Whit.
Give him what he needs.
Shuddering, he continued to move his hand inside Raine,
faster and faster, letting the motions of Raine's body guide
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him. He felt Raine's orgasm start around his hand, Raine's
body rolling and shaking and squeezing tight before the long
strings of come splashed against the flat, dark belly.
He sobbed, his own body giving in to pleasure's hold,
coming into Grey's hand.
Grey held them both, so carefully easing his hand out of its
tight sheath, cleaning them both. Beautiful. I love you.
There was no way to know whom Grey was talking to. He
was tucked in next to Raine, the covers pulled up over them.
I love you, he whispered, meaning both of them, his
Grey and his Raine, his twins.
Raine's answer was a whisper, Grey's body sliding, bare
and warm behind him. Sleep, Whit. Raine. Rest.
Thank you, he murmured, warm and safe and good
between them.
Love you. Grey nuzzled, breath slowing into a steady
rhythm, Raine already snoring softly, curled into his arms.
He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep, what they had
done buzzing through his brain, but his body had other ideas
and his eyelids grew heavy.
Grey's arm slid over his waist, pulling them all together,
binding them under that strength.
Held within that strength, in the center of them, he slept.
* * * *
Raine was pacing, worrying, fretting.
Waiting for Whit.
The antique store had been closed for two days. Grey
hadn't wanted to eat, hadn't spoken a word, had taken to
spending hours staring out the window and pacing.
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Growling.
Not sleeping.
It was weird, especially for his Grey. Weird and wrong and
made him itchy and sleepless and, damn it, it was time for
Whit to come home from his conference and help.
He knocked on the bathroom door. You okay, Grey?
You've been in there...
Leave me in peace, Raine.
Oh, yeah. Growling.
There was a noise from the front door and then the sound
of the key. A moment later it opened and there was their
Whit, looking a little bit tired, but none the worse for wear,
suitcase in hand.
Whit! Love! Raine hurried over, eyes full of tears as he
took a kiss. You're home. I missed you.
Whit pressed another kiss on him. Not half as much as I
missed you. Hey tears? I haven't been gone that long.
No. I'm sorry. You haven't. It's not you. Honest. He
hugged Whit tight, refusing to dump his paranoia on his lover
first thing. Are you hungry?
Starving. Whit grinned at him. But not for food.
He forced himself to grin back, moving into Whit's arms
and holding tight. Me too. I've been lonely.
One of Whit's eyebrows went up in a look very reminiscent
of his Grey. You have had Grey. I am the one who's been all
alone.
Raine shook his head. Nobody's had Grey. Nobody. Not
even Grey.
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Whit frowned, hand stroking his cheek and down through
his hair. What do you mean, Raine? What's wrong with our
lover?
I don't know. He isn't talking and he isn't eating and he
isn't sleeping and he won't ever leave the fucking bathroom!
He was getting louder and louder and then stopped as the
bathroom door slammed open.
Get a grip, Raine. Grey snarled and then headed towards
the kitchen, nodding to Whit. Welcome home.
Whit blinked. Oh. I see what you mean.
He got a sharp look from his lover. When's the last time
you made love?
Raine shrugged. I don't know. When was it, Whit love?
You didn't make love the entire time I was gone? Well no
wonder the man is grumpy! How come you're not more
grumpy? Whit shook his head. He's fine Raine, he just
needs to get laid.
You didn't get laid either and you're not being an evil
prick to your brother. Okay, so he was getting a little shrill.
He was worried. Really.
He's a fucking only child, Raine. I'm going out. Grey
threw on his jacket and headed for the door, face thunderous.
Whit beat him there, standing between Grey and the door.
Raine's right though it's been a week since I got laid, too.
We can help each other out here.
Don't, Whit. I'm not in the mood.
Raine saw the hint of hurt in Whit's face, but it was quickly
covered up. Come on, Grey you know you want to.
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Grey's shoulders slumped and he took Whit's hand for a
second and squeezed. Glad you're home.
Raine sighed, beginning to pace. Whatever it was, it was
his fault. Grey wasn't talking to him, wasn't there with him.
Where are you going, love? What are you hiding?
Grey stiffened up again, shaking his head.
He's not going anywhere, Whit told him before turning to
Grey. You're not going anywhere, right? I only just got
home. I want to make love and listen to Raine chatter and
sleep with you and ... I just want to be with my lovers.
I ... Raine will chatter. I'm... Another low growl sounded,
then Grey took Whit's arms. I can't right now, Whit.
Why not?
Raine nodded, staying quiet and letting Whit poke and
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