JustDanny

Name's Danny. Just Danny. I live in Beacon Hills, I like lacrosse, and recently all my friends are acting a little strange. *This is an RP blog devoted to Danny from Teen Wolf*

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My boyfriend is hotter than yours.

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Um, *wrong*.

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Our boyfriend is hotter than yours. *high fives Stiles*

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My boyfriends are dorkier than yours.

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-Both he and Stiles have been pretending to watch television since Jesse left, Stiles vibrating with tension and Danny doing his best to soothe him with a hand on his thigh while pretending he wasn’t just as tense.

Their phones are on the couch beside them and when Stiles’ dings a text they both jump.  Stiles snatches it up, then makes a soft, strangled noise before passing it to Danny.

Danny stares at the picture, a hundred different emotions coursing through him in the space of a few seconds.  It’s Jesse, holding a baby, and a huge part of Danny just…aches.  He’s always wanted kids.  Always.  But he knows Jesse doesn’t.  Doesn’t want to risk passing any of what he is to someone else.  And he and Jesse and Stiles are kind of a forever thing so Danny’s accepted he’ll just live off of borrowing their friends’ kids whenever he gets to jonesing.  Except for now, at this moment, when he sees Jesse holding a newborn.  When he can imagine Stiles doing the same.  When in the next breath he expands that image to a dozen different snapshots of the three of them with their own children.  First word, preschool, junior league lacrosse.

He sucks in a deep breath and closes his eyes-

Oh. -he does his best to gather himself before opening them again and handing the phone back to Stiles-

Ask when we can come visit.  And if they want us to break the news to the DILFs for them.

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You’re witnessing the first ever heaven/earth/hell trifecta and all you’ve got is ‘oh’? C’mon, what’s that face?

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No, I know.  It’s really cool.  And I’m glad it looks like everyone is okay.  I just… It’s hard to know we won’t ever have that.  I won’t ever see Jesse holding our kid.  It’s not…it’s not important, okay?  I’m fine with it.  Don’t say anything to him, alright?

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What?! Whlo says we won’t have kids?! Kids are awesome. Mostly.

Look, so Jesse’s a little spooked. We just wear him down. Don’t look at me like that. He’s the one who saddled himself with the two most stubborn fucks on the planet.

Besides, he’s adopted. So we adopt. But later. Right? Like, much much later. -Danny punches his arm but he’s smiling and Stiles can’t help but grin back and pull Danny against him.-

Ready to go meet the little monster?

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Yeah, let’s go meet her.  I mean, she’s practically our niece, right?   -He scoops his keys up, sends his mom a text with the news on their way out the door and manages to bury his momentary longing underneath his excitement to meet Beacon Hills’ newest resident-

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-Both he and Stiles have been pretending to watch television since Jesse left, Stiles vibrating with tension and Danny doing his best to soothe him with a hand on his thigh while pretending he wasn’t just as tense.

Their phones are on the couch beside them and when Stiles’ dings a text they both jump.  Stiles snatches it up, then makes a soft, strangled noise before passing it to Danny.

Danny stares at the picture, a hundred different emotions coursing through him in the space of a few seconds.  It’s Jesse, holding a baby, and a huge part of Danny just…aches.  He’s always wanted kids.  Always.  But he knows Jesse doesn’t.  Doesn’t want to risk passing any of what he is to someone else.  And he and Jesse and Stiles are kind of a forever thing so Danny’s accepted he’ll just live off of borrowing their friends’ kids whenever he gets to jonesing.  Except for now, at this moment, when he sees Jesse holding a newborn.  When he can imagine Stiles doing the same.  When in the next breath he expands that image to a dozen different snapshots of the three of them with their own children.  First word, preschool, junior league lacrosse.

He sucks in a deep breath and closes his eyes-

Oh. -he does his best to gather himself before opening them again and handing the phone back to Stiles-

Ask when we can come visit.  And if they want us to break the news to the DILFs for them.

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You’re witnessing the first ever heaven/earth/hell trifecta and all you’ve got is ‘oh’? C’mon, what’s that face?

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No, I know.  It’s really cool.  And I’m glad it looks like everyone is okay.  I just... It’s hard to know we won’t ever have that.  I won’t ever see Jesse holding our kid.  It’s not...it’s not important, okay?  I’m fine with it.  Don’t say anything to him, alright?

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-Both he and Stiles have been pretending to watch television since Jesse left, Stiles vibrating with tension and Danny doing his best to soothe him with a hand on his thigh while pretending he wasn’t just as tense.

Their phones are on the couch beside them and when Stiles’ dings a text they both jump.  Stiles snatches it up, then makes a soft, strangled noise before passing it to Danny.

Danny stares at the picture, a hundred different emotions coursing through him in the space of a few seconds.  It’s Jesse, holding a baby, and a huge part of Danny just...aches.  He’s always wanted kids.  Always.  But he knows Jesse doesn’t.  Doesn’t want to risk passing any of what he is to someone else.  And he and Jesse and Stiles are kind of a forever thing so Danny’s accepted he’ll just live off of borrowing their friends’ kids whenever he gets to jonesing.  Except for now, at this moment, when he sees Jesse holding a newborn.  When he can imagine Stiles doing the same.  When in the next breath he expands that image to a dozen different snapshots of the three of them with their own children.  First word, preschool, junior league lacrosse.

He sucks in a deep breath and closes his eyes-

Oh. -he does his best to gather himself before opening them again and handing the phone back to Stiles-

Ask when we can come visit.  And if they want us to break the news to the DILFs for them.

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-Danny never could deny Stiles much when he asked like that.

It takes a little (a lot) of maneuvering, but Danny eventually finds a position that allows his dick to slip past Stiles’ lips while still allowing Danny to see his boyfriends.  It also puts him close enough to Jesse that he can lean in and capture his mouth right as Stiles sloppily licks up his length, then bobs his head to the time of Jesse’s hips slapping hard against his ass.

Danny groans into Jesse’s mouth at the sensory overload; sight, smell, touch, taste & hearing all overwhelmingly filled with Jesse, Stiles, SEX.  He blindly reaches down and finds Stiles’ dick and starts stripping him fast, because he’s pretty sure he’s right on the cusp of coming and he wants to take someone with him.  He bites Jesse’s lip and feels him shudder and Danny whispers against his mouth-

Love you, Jesse.  Love seeing you like this.

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-Jesse fists his hand in Danny’s hair, kissing him sloppy and wet.-

Love you so much. So fucking much.

-Stiles clenches around him and Jesse groans, heartfelt, head falling to Danny’s shoulder. Fuck but he can see all the ways they combine this way. The way he looks sliding in and out of Stiles’ ass. The way Danny’s hand looks as it wraps around Stiles’ dick. The bob of Stiles’ throat as he sucks Danny down.

Jesse pushes Stiles’ leg further back and, honestly how fucking bendable Stiles is is just another thing pushing him closer to the edge. Danny’s right there. Jesse knows it. He’s panting, hand gripping and tracing along Jesse’s skin, eyes unfocused and so gone.-

He feels good, doesn’t he, baby? Always knows how to use that mouth. Bet he can swallow you down, too. -And maybe Stiles does it because it’s Danny’s turn to collapse against his shoulder, the most delicious drawn out groan growling out past his lips. Jesse’s eyes cross as Stiles clenches around him again and again, a muffled shout accompanying his release.

Jesse grips Stiles’ hip in one hand and Danny’s neck in the other, thrusting through his own orgasm with a deep bite to Danny’s shoulder.-

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-They shudder like that for a long moment, Jesse’s teeth in his shoulder, his dick in Stiles’ ass, and Danny’s hand coated in cum.  Then Stiles groans.

My leg is cramping.  Get the fuck down here.

There’s laughter at that, and then Jesse is carefully pulling out of Stiles and Danny graciously decides to be the responsible one and climbs clumsily out of bed and retrieves a warm, wet washcloth from the bathroom.

When he comes back into the room Jesse is laying on his side beside Stiles, head propped on his arm as he talks quietly and runs a hand slowly up and down Stiles’ side.  Danny stills for a minute to take it in, to let a myriad of emotions wash over him.  A vague kind of jealousy is there.  Nathan had told him to expect it, had told him not to push it aside, because it was just something they would have to work through.  So it’s there, and he acknowledges it, but it’s almost immediately drowned out by a curling warmth in his stomach and a weird kind of pride and satisfaction in how far they’d come.  And all that exists along side the sheer wonderment of how gorgeous the two of them look, arranged like that.

Stiles flops his head to the side and breaks the spell.

Get over here.  You know I need all the manly cuddles.

Danny rolls his eyes and takes the last few steps to the bed, flinging the washcloth at the last minute so that it smacks Stiles right in the face-

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-Jesse holds his breath, watching Stiles as his eyes close and throat bobs around a thick swallow. When Stiles’ opens his eyes they’re nearly black with lust.

Oh yeah. Definitely.

Jesse licks his lips. Yeah, he wants this.-

Danny, look at that bruise on his neck. I’m thinking he could use a few more. What do you say?

-Danny grins, those fucking dimples stretching long and deep. Jesse? Jesse goes for Stiles legs, pushing him onto his back and spreading them wide. Fuck but he looks good like this.

Danny’s nibbling on Stiles’ ear, causing his eyes to flutter repeatedly. He waits, patient and transfixed, until Stiles’ natural curiosity outweighs the desire. Jesse’s lips quirk up, holding Stiles’ gaze as he replaces the finger stroking his ankle with his lips. He keeps eyes on Stiles as he mouths and licks his way up the inside of his leg.

The wet slick sounds of kissing take his attention from the groove of Stiles’ thigh and the salty taste of his skin. Jesse’s dick leaps at the sight the two of them make. At the sight of Stiles’ hand wrapped around Danny’s cock.

He can’t wait anymore.

Pushing Stiles’ legs back, Jesse licks across his hole. Sucks and tastes and pushes past the tight ring of him. He could get lost here. No, he could become addicted to this. To them. For once Jesse doesn’t think there’s a problem in that.-

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-He can’t decide what he likes looking at best; Jesse’s face buried in Stiles’ ass, and the brief glimpses he gets of his tongue as it fucks into Stiles, or Stiles’ face as he arches and writhes, caught between Danny’s mouth and Jesse’s.  Just watching them is almost better than Stiles’ hand on his dick.

Almost.

He keeps marking Stiles’ neck, sucking hard every time Stiles groans or whimpers, and one time biting deep when Stiles twists his hand just so.  Stiles bucks and hisses and Danny almost thinks he’s hurt him until Stiles gasps out,

Holy shit.  Do that again.  No, seriously, do it again.  Oh my God how did I manage to get two boyfriends with perfect mouths.  I am so fucking lucky.

Danny shuts him up with supposed perfect mouth, trading being able to watch Jesse to being able to taste Stiles.  And then Stiles shudders and whines and Danny pulls back enough to see Jesse has traded tongue for well lubed fingers. It doesn’t take long before Danny is shuddering right along Stiles, watching Jesse’s fingers move in and out, scissoring and stretching Stiles open.  Stiles’ hand on Danny’s dick has gone lax as he pants through Jesse’s ministrations, his eyelids fluttering closed with each thrust.  Danny slides a hand down his chest and scritches his fingers through his happy trail, then trails a nail along the borders of the anti-possession tattoo at his hip.

Stiles sighs and arches and then Danny and Jesse’s eyes meet over his body, Jesse’s with a slightly questioning look.  Danny licks his lips and nods.  Yeah, Stiles was ready-

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-Stiles is lost in a haze of hands and mouths, thinking how fucking perfect his life is right in this moment when Jesse’s fingers disappear.

Danny shushes him, thumb stroking across his stomach, which makes Stiles thinks that internal whine wasn’t so internal.

Jesse crawls back between his thighs. Hips up, Stilinski.

Stiles does so without knowing why. At least until he feels the softness of the pillow under his hips.-

Look at you. Danny, you didn’t tell me how sweet he was.

-Jesse gives him an eyebrow while Danny just laughs. Stiles thinks maybe Danny didn’t think he was funny so much as he knew what Jesse would do at that because in the next second, Jesse spreads him wide and pushes right in.

Stiles can’t breathe. He’s so fucking full of cock that he can’t see shit and doesn’t know how to function. Like some kind of magic button (and how the hell should he know, Jesse’s a cambion, maybe it is), Jesse kisses his ankle and Stiles is gasping. His mouth works again even if he has no idea what’s coming out of it.-

Fuck, Jesse. Fuck. -Stiles reaches back for Danny’s dick, sliding thumb around the precum at the head. Danny hisses when Stiles’ grazes his nail down the slit. His triumphant smirk is short-lived because right at that moment Jesse finds his prostate.- Fuck!

-Stiles licks his thumb, eyes rolling back at the taste.-

God, Danny. Let me taste you.

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-Danny never could deny Stiles much when he asked like that.

It takes a little (a lot) of maneuvering, but Danny eventually finds a position that allows his dick to slip past Stiles’ lips while still allowing Danny to see his boyfriends.  It also puts him close enough to Jesse that he can lean in and capture his mouth right as Stiles sloppily licks up his length, then bobs his head to the time of Jesse’s hips slapping hard against his ass.

Danny groans into Jesse’s mouth at the sensory overload; sight, smell, touch, taste & hearing all overwhelmingly filled with Jesse, Stiles, SEX.  He blindly reaches down and finds Stiles’ dick and starts stripping him fast, because he’s pretty sure he’s right on the cusp of coming and he wants to take someone with him.  He bites Jesse’s lip and feels him shudder and Danny whispers against his mouth-

Love you, Jesse.  Love seeing you like this.

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-Jesse holds his breath, watching Stiles as his eyes close and throat bobs around a thick swallow. When Stiles’ opens his eyes they’re nearly black with lust.

Oh yeah. Definitely.

Jesse licks his lips. Yeah, he wants this.-

Danny, look at that bruise on his neck. I’m thinking he could use a few more. What do you say?

-Danny grins, those fucking dimples stretching long and deep. Jesse? Jesse goes for Stiles legs, pushing him onto his back and spreading them wide. Fuck but he looks good like this.

Danny’s nibbling on Stiles’ ear, causing his eyes to flutter repeatedly. He waits, patient and transfixed, until Stiles’ natural curiosity outweighs the desire. Jesse’s lips quirk up, holding Stiles’ gaze as he replaces the finger stroking his ankle with his lips. He keeps eyes on Stiles as he mouths and licks his way up the inside of his leg.

The wet slick sounds of kissing take his attention from the groove of Stiles’ thigh and the salty taste of his skin. Jesse’s dick leaps at the sight the two of them make. At the sight of Stiles’ hand wrapped around Danny’s cock.

He can’t wait anymore.

Pushing Stiles’ legs back, Jesse licks across his hole. Sucks and tastes and pushes past the tight ring of him. He could get lost here. No, he could become addicted to this. To them. For once Jesse doesn’t think there’s a problem in that.-

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-He can’t decide what he likes looking at best; Jesse’s face buried in Stiles’ ass, and the brief glimpses he gets of his tongue as it fucks into Stiles, or Stiles’ face as he arches and writhes, caught between Danny’s mouth and Jesse’s.  Just watching them is almost better than Stiles’ hand on his dick.

Almost.

He keeps marking Stiles’ neck, sucking hard every time Stiles groans or whimpers, and one time biting deep when Stiles twists his hand just so.  Stiles bucks and hisses and Danny almost thinks he’s hurt him until Stiles gasps out,

Holy shit.  Do that again.  No, seriously, do it again.  Oh my God how did I manage to get two boyfriends with perfect mouths.  I am so fucking lucky.

Danny shuts him up with supposed perfect mouth, trading being able to watch Jesse to being able to taste Stiles.  And then Stiles shudders and whines and Danny pulls back enough to see Jesse has traded tongue for well lubed fingers. It doesn’t take long before Danny is shuddering right along Stiles, watching Jesse’s fingers move in and out, scissoring and stretching Stiles open.  Stiles’ hand on Danny’s dick has gone lax as he pants through Jesse’s ministrations, his eyelids fluttering closed with each thrust.  Danny slides a hand down his chest and scritches his fingers through his happy trail, then trails a nail along the borders of the anti-possession tattoo at his hip.

Stiles sighs and arches and then Danny and Jesse’s eyes meet over his body, Jesse’s with a slightly questioning look.  Danny licks his lips and nods.  Yeah, Stiles was ready-

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Shiiiit.

-Stiles rubs back against Jesse without even thinking about it, pulling a grunt from him and then teeth in his neck.-

Fucking vampire.

-Jesse retaliates by biting deeper and Stiles eyes roll back in his head. Which leaves him completely unprepared when Danny’s mouth wraps around his nipple.-

Fuck fuck fuck.

-Stiles loses track of time after that. There’s a lot of tongues and teeth, clothes getting gone (at least one article of clothing ripped), Jesse’s chest has red marks from Danny’s nails, and Danny’s hair is a wild mess from Stiles’ hands.-

God, Danny, come here.

-Stiles doesn’t wait, pulling Danny closer by his legs. It makes them all laugh at the way Danny bounces, but Danny’s laughter chokes off when Stiles’ swallows him down.-

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Oh God, Oh Godddddd.  StilesStilesStiles -Stiles mouth is, as always, talented as hell.  It’s as if all that talking, all that oral fixation he had developed, had found its payoff in the perfect, exquisite head Stiles gave.

Jesse closes the gap over Stiles and kisses him, and Danny ends up with one hand fisted in Stiles’ hair and one fisted in Jesse’s.  It’s not quite as satisfying as when he could wrap it entirely through his fingers, but it’s enough.  

Then Stiles’ does something particularly tricky with his tongue and Danny whines, pressing his forehead to Jesse’s clavicle-

Fuck.  Fuck.  -He traces his thumbs mindlessly over the tattoos just above Jesse’s hipbones and feels him shake with laughter.

I think that’s what we’re trying to do.

Danny snorts and laughs, then morphs to a groan when Jesse digs his fingers into his ass.  It has the effect of forcing his dick deeper down Stiles’ throat and when Stiles swallows it’s so hot and wet and tight that Danny knows he’s just this side of coming.

He’s not ready, not just yet, because he wants to draw this feeling out, so he tugs at Stiles hair until he gets the message and raises his head.  And Danny just about loses it because Stiles lips are spit slick and raw and his eyes are blown so wide Danny can barely see any brown at all.

He swallows hard and tries to think beyond sheer lust, beyond wanting to get off.  To how this is gonna work and what would be best for right here and now.

He wants to fuck Stiles.  It’s been so long and he craves it like breathing.  He wants to fuck Jesse just as much.  To be buried inside him in the way that makes him feel like he’s finally coming home.  But for Jesse...

Stiles -Danny’s voice is hoarse and strained with how much he wants- can Jesse fuck you?  Can I watch?

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-Stiles’ lips are red and swollen and he’s just as hard as Danny from where they’re grinding together, and Danny takes one second more to pull his bottom lip between his teeth before leaning around him to grin at Jesse.

Jesse’s face is a mixture of all kinds of things, like it has been all month, but Danny decides now isn’t the time to talk about it.  He knows the short of what Jesse has been dealing with all day, and he’s pretty sure what Jesse needs most now is just some touch.

To that end he holds out a hand, palm up-

Why don’t you come closer so we can get a better look?

-He keeps his grip on Stiles’ ass and his eyes locked on Jesse and lets the desire he’s feeling expand to include them both-

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-Seeing Danny’s face is all it takes for Jesse to not give one flying fuck about food.-

Yeah. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

-Kicking off his shoes, Jesse climbs on the bed. Stiles is grinning at him from Danny’s lap and he pulls Jesse the rest of the way to them by his collar. He doesn’t even have time to get his legs fully under him before Stiles pulls him in for a kiss. And what Jesse has learned these past few weeks is that Stiles kisses like he does everything else. All in, searching and learning every crevice of him for Stiles’ own purposes. On top of it all, he tastes like Danny.

Jesse turns to Danny now, feeling the hardness of his muscles as he leans down and takes Danny’s mouth. God, it feels good just to feel them. Danny bites his lip, gnaws it between his teeth and yeah, they are not going anywhere.

Sitting back on his feet, Jesse strips his shirt, satisfied by the way both Stiles and Danny’s eyes track across his torso. He crawls behind Stiles, earning a pout from said man until Jesse’s arms curl around him. Stiles is wearing a button down which makes this all the better. Kissing his neck, Jesse grins down at Danny, reaching for the first button.

Danny always did like a strip tease. Let’s see how he feels about this one.-

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-Danny’s lips part and small, breathy pants escape as he watches Jesse slowly unbutton Stiles’ shirt.  Stiles is all lithe muscle these days, beautiful and pale, and when Jesse finally reaches the last button, he peels his shirt off, revealing all of it to Danny’s view.  He leans on his elbows, sweeping his tongue over his bottom lip as Jesse scrapes his teeth across the underside of Stiles’ jaw and Stiles’ head falls back to rest against his shoulder.

For half a second, Danny feels something very like jealousy, because this...Jesse and Stiles together...had been the thing that had made his world fall apart, but then Jesse raises his eyes to meet his and a grin curves his lips and he knows this is as much for him as it is for Stiles-

Scrape your thumbnails over his nipples -he says hoarsely, the words slipping out before he can fully consider them-  He goes crazy for that.

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-Danny rolls his eyes as Stiles sends yet another text to their wayward boyfriend. He said he’d be here as soon as he can, Stiles.-

Danny, I have been on break for forty nine hours and you for even longer. We haven’t seen each other for more than a few make out sessions in two weeks. We have been dating for nearly a month and there has been no sex. There has been no sex, Danny.

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-He huffs, caught between amusement and real irritation-

You know, if all I was interested in was sex, I wouldn’t have broken up with either one of you.  There’s actually just a little bit more involved in a working relationship.  So sorry we’re not getting to the good part fast enough for you.  You know, Jesse and I waited a long time to actually have sex.  And we survived just fine.  Really well, in fact.

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Yeah and if I was just in it for the sex I would have moved on from you a long time ago and neither of us would still be living in Beacon Hills. But we are because that’s where Jesse is. Working. On a Sunday.

-Stiles crosses the room and scrapes his nails through the back of Danny’s hair.-

Just because I’m excited about sex doesn’t mean I’m not as equally as excited about everything else, dude. Besides, we have a date he’s about to be late for and a hotel room. Which…we totally need our own place. Because I don’t want to get a hotel room any time we actually want to have sex. Hmm.

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-Danny sighs and leans back into Stiles’ hands-

You know his work at the center is really important to him.  And the kids’ problems don’t run on a schedule.  He’ll get here, Mr. Impatient.

-Truthfully Danny’s a little impatient, too, if only for the fact he’s on Christmas break and he actually passed out for almost 24 hours so he’s not dead tired for once.  He reaches back and grabs Stiles’ hand and tugs him down.  When he’s close enough, Danny turns his head and catches his lips and and slips his tongue inside.  He keeps tasting him until a broken moan catches in the back of Stiles’ throat, and then he pulls back enough to nuzzle at his jaw and trace a path to his ear-

Why don’t you let me distract you while we wait?

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-Jesse scrubs a hand over his face the second he turns the corner. Brian had tried to kill himself after his parent’s kicked him out for being gay. He’d been to the center a few times in the past as a runaway, any time he needed out from the slurs and forced religion of his parents. But he’d never been open about his sexuality before. His parents unsurprisingly did not take it well. Jesse’s just fucking glad Brian’s brother found him before he bled out.

Jesse straightens when he hears the clack of shoes coming around the corner. Mrs. Mahealani cups his shoulder.

Go home. I’ll stay with him.-

I don’t know.

-Jesse, you’ve been here since 3 this morning. Go home. Clean up. Spend some time with the boys.-

Okay, yeah. But you’ll call me if anything happens.

-Absolutely.

Somehow he doesn’t believe her. But he does find a bathroom and teleport to the apartment to clean up. He receives another text or five from Stiles but ignores them. He’ll be there soon enough.

He does check them to find out the room number for the hotel they booked, though. And when he does teleport in, it’s to quite the sight. It’s still a little jarring, seeing Stiles and Danny together. Seeing the way they touch each other in a way that you know just by looking that they’re in love. Even without that, seeing Danny grip Stiles’ ass and pull him in tighter sends warring signals in Jesse’s brain.-

Well now I’m just mad I wasted time making myself pretty.

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-Stiles’ lips are red and swollen and he’s just as hard as Danny from where they’re grinding together, and Danny takes one second more to pull his bottom lip between his teeth before leaning around him to grin at Jesse.

Jesse’s face is a mixture of all kinds of things, like it has been all month, but Danny decides now isn’t the time to talk about it.  He knows the short of what Jesse has been dealing with all day, and he’s pretty sure what Jesse needs most now is just some touch.

To that end he holds out a hand, palm up-

Why don’t you come closer so we can get a better look?

-He keeps his grip on Stiles’ ass and his eyes locked on Jesse and lets the desire he’s feeling expand to include them both-

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-Danny rolls his eyes as Stiles sends yet another text to their wayward boyfriend. He said he’d be here as soon as he can, Stiles.-

Danny, I have been on break for forty nine hours and you for even longer. We haven’t seen each other for more than a few make out sessions in two weeks. We have been dating for nearly a month and there has been no sex. There has been no sex, Danny.

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-He huffs, caught between amusement and real irritation-

You know, if all I was interested in was sex, I wouldn’t have broken up with either one of you.  There’s actually just a little bit more involved in a working relationship.  So sorry we’re not getting to the good part fast enough for you.  You know, Jesse and I waited a long time to actually have sex.  And we survived just fine.  Really well, in fact.

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Yeah and if I was just in it for the sex I would have moved on from you a long time ago and neither of us would still be living in Beacon Hills. But we are because that’s where Jesse is. Working. On a Sunday.

-Stiles crosses the room and scrapes his nails through the back of Danny’s hair.-

Just because I’m excited about sex doesn’t mean I’m not as equally as excited about everything else, dude. Besides, we have a date he’s about to be late for and a hotel room. Which…we totally need our own place. Because I don’t want to get a hotel room any time we actually want to have sex. Hmm.

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-Danny sighs and leans back into Stiles’ hands-

You know his work at the center is really important to him.  And the kids’ problems don’t run on a schedule.  He’ll get here, Mr. Impatient.

-Truthfully Danny’s a little impatient, too, if only for the fact he’s on Christmas break and he actually passed out for almost 24 hours so he’s not dead tired for once.  He reaches back and grabs Stiles’ hand and tugs him down.  When he’s close enough, Danny turns his head and catches his lips and and slips his tongue inside.  He keeps tasting him until a broken moan catches in the back of Stiles’ throat, and then he pulls back enough to nuzzle at his jaw and trace a path to his ear-

Why don’t you let me distract you while we wait?

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-Danny rolls his eyes as Stiles sends yet another text to their wayward boyfriend. He said he’d be here as soon as he can, Stiles.-

Danny, I have been on break for forty nine hours and you for even longer. We haven’t seen each other for more than a few make out sessions in two weeks. We have been dating for nearly a month and there has been no sex. There has been no sex, Danny.

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-He huffs, caught between amusement and real irritation-

You know, if all I was interested in was sex, I wouldn’t have broken up with either one of you.  There’s actually just a little bit more involved in a working relationship.  So sorry we’re not getting to the good part fast enough for you.  You know, Jesse and I waited a long time to actually have sex.  And we survived just fine.  Really well, in fact.

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-Oh, God, Danny loves this.  The taste and feel of Stiles all mixed in with the taste and feel of Jesse.  The wrecked looks on their faces.  The groans and whines he pulls out of them and that they pull out of each other.  He’d known Jesse would go crazy for Stiles’ dick, and all at once Danny knows exactly what he wants.

He nudges Stiles back, ignoring the petulant whine he makes when he separates their mouths from his cock, and doesn’t stop until Stiles is hovering over him and closer to the end of the bed than to the top.  Then Danny lays back and wraps an arm around Jesse’s waist, maneuvering him until he’s facing Stiles on his hands and knees and his ass is perfectly positioned over Danny’s mouth.  He knows Jesse gets it when Danny tucks a folded pillow under his head and thumbs his ass cheeks apart.  He lets his breath ghost over Jesse’s hole before coaxing-

Go ahead, babe.  I know you want to.  -Stiles yelps as Jesse gets a hand on his hip and wraps his mouth around his dick, and Danny groans at the sight and sound before surging forward and tonging hard across Jesse’s hole-

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-Despite the fact Stiles is currently in bed with two outrageously hot guys, he does not have a lot of experience outside of Danny. There had been hand jobs and fingering with Natalie at a couple of parties in which they had both been way too naive and even more drunk. There there was the surprise blow job from Sam in which he’d come super fast and he never actually saw her again. Then there’d been Danny. And while he’s gone on dates since then, he’s never gotten far enough with any of them to count anything on his ‘experience’ column. 

So yeah. Outside of Danny, this is the first time another guy has swallowed him down and holy fuck Jesse is swallowing around his cock. Stiles twists his fingers in Jesse’s hair and does his best to keep his hips on the mattress. Only Jesse pulls off, forehead resting against Stiles’ stomach and voice broken by whatever Danny is doing to him. 

And yeah, Stiles’ remembers what that feels like to. His dick jerks at the memory and it brings Jesse back to his elbows. Jesse grabs Stiles’ hands and puts them back on his head.

Don’t hold back.-

Jesus Christ on a cracker. Hell yes. 

-Stiles fists his hands in Jesse’s hair and thrusts.-

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-It’s only a few minutes and then Jesse is shaking and trembling and Danny knows he’s close.  And Stiles has a shocky look in his eyes that says the same thing.  So right when Stiles thrusts hard into Jesse’s mouth with a strangled shout, Danny reaches around Jesse to strip his dick and tongues deep into his hole.  Jesse jerks and breaks and warm cum spurts over Danny’s hand as Jesse’s throat works hard to swallow down Stiles’ orgasm.

Danny licks a strip across one of Jesse’s cheeks before dropping his hand to his own cock, jerking hard and fast with Jesse’s cum easing the slide-

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-Oh God, he loves Stiles’ bossy ass mouth.  Almost as much as he loves his actual ass.  And his chest and his arms and all those lithe muscles he likes to cover up with baggy t-shirts and flannels.  God, their high school had no idea what they’d missed out on.  Danny will never not be grateful he’d been the one to see through that facade to all the awesomeness Stiles had kept hidden.

He arches into Jesse’s hand, just like Jesse rolls his hips into his, but with his free hand Danny reaches out and flicks open the button on Stiles’ dress pants.  There’s a stutter in the stream of filth coming from Stiles’ mouth, and then another as Danny pulls his zipper down.  Danny decides to give an order of his own-

Touch yourself, Stiles.  -Danny flexes his hips and licks his lips, feeling his dick jump against Jesse’s hand just at the thought-  It’s so hot when you do that.  Bet Jesse’ll like it, too.

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-Jesse just about swallows his tongue when Stiles licks his palm and takes himself in hand. His dick is just like him, long and lean, and Jesse’s mouth waters with how much he wants to taste him. 

Danny squeezes around him, mouthing the lettering at his shoulder with his tongue. It’s been so long yet Danny remembers where every line is, tracing from memory.-

Fuck!

-Jesse grabs at Stiles’ arm and jerks him down. What can he say, he’s never been super patient. Danny immediately goes for Stiles throat and nipples, returning the favor no doubt. Jesse? Jesse goes for his pants, something Danny helps him with when he figures out what he’s doing. 

It’s awkward and takes way longer than it should, but Stiles’ pants are finally off and, between the three of them, Stiles’ is pulled further up the bed. Danny takes Stiles in hand, pulling a full body shiver out of him. The look on Danny’s face is all lust but there’s something lurking just under the surface Jesse doesn’t have a name for. At least not until after Danny’s started kissing him and then turns his head to mouth at Stiles’ dick. He kisses Jesse again and yep, that is definitely the taste of Danny’s smirk. Mixed with a flavor Jesse wants to try himself. And there’s nothing stopping him. Jesse tongues the length of Stiles’ cock, crossing Danny’s fingers, tongue, and lips across his path.-

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-Oh, God, Danny loves this.  The taste and feel of Stiles all mixed in with the taste and feel of Jesse.  The wrecked looks on their faces.  The groans and whines he pulls out of them and that they pull out of each other.  He’d known Jesse would go crazy for Stiles’ dick, and all at once Danny knows exactly what he wants.

He nudges Stiles back, ignoring the petulant whine he makes when he separates their mouths from his cock, and doesn’t stop until Stiles is hovering over him and closer to the end of the bed than to the top.  Then Danny lays back and wraps an arm around Jesse’s waist, maneuvering him until he’s facing Stiles on his hands and knees and his ass is perfectly positioned over Danny’s mouth.  He knows Jesse gets it when Danny tucks a folded pillow under his head and thumbs his ass cheeks apart.  He lets his breath ghost over Jesse’s hole before coaxing-

Go ahead, babe.  I know you want to.  -Stiles yelps as Jesse gets a hand on his hip and wraps his mouth around his dick, and Danny groans at the sight and sound before surging forward and tonging hard across Jesse’s hole-

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-It’s really, really bad manners,  but hey, they made it all the way through the wedding and bought Allison and Seth a really nice present, and honestly, everybody is here for the bride and groom anyway-

My room.  Mom and Dad will be here for hours.  We can go to my room.

-He’s not sure he even gets the last word out before his room appears around them and they’re tumbling into his bed.  They haven’t talked like he wanted and he’s sure this is premature and rash, but hell, they’ve stumbled through everything else and managed to survive, so he’s pretty sure they’ll survive this, too.

He jerks Stiles’ bow tie off and tugs at Jesse’s tie until it finally loosens enough he can yank it over his head.  It’s been too long since he’s gotten either one of them skin to skin.

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There’s a body pressed against his back and a body underneath him and Stiles is so turned on he can’t breathe. Danny’s shirt cannot be pulled out of his pants fast enough. He can’t even be bothered with the buttons just shoving the material up and out of the way.-

Fuck.

-Stiles ducks down and tastes. The shuddery sigh Danny’s releases sparks a thousand memories of the same and Stiles gets to make him make those noises again. Danny arches underneath him, fingers tangling in his hair as Stiles wraps his mouth around a nipple. His mouth is running (when is it not?) but he doesn’t even know what’s coming out. Just need, need, need.-

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-Jesse sits back and takes off his tie. Works the buttons of his shirt and takes in the sight before him. His fingers clench in the material as a wave of fiery jealousy runs through his veins. He flushes with it, fights the desire to rip Stiles off Danny’s body. Fling him into a wall and maybe do it again and again. 

Something grips at his wrist and Jesse snaps out of it, looking down. It’s Danny’s hand and he’s looking at Jesse now, face suddenly serious like he knows what’s going through his mind. 

Jesse takes a deep breath, watches as Stiles’ blindly reaches for him then turns when he can’t find him. The picture the two of them make together, Stiles head brushing Danny’s chest, lips already swollen, and Danny splayed out like the god he is…it’s gorgeous. And Jesse wants it. He wants both of them. 

The jealousy is still there but he can swallow it. Can allow these other desires to push to the surface. 

Jesse takes Danny’s hand. Kisses his palm and each finger, including the scarred end where his index finger should be. Pealing his shirt the rest of the way off, he allows Danny to pull him back in.-

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-He’s cautious as he strokes Jesse’s face, kisses his mouth and slips his tongue between his lips.  He hadn’t missed that look on Jesse’s face, the one that screamed anger and betrayal and possession, no matter how fast it had been washed away.  He’d known it would come up eventually, and he should have known it would be here, but everything had gotten so fogged up the second he’d touched them both that his common sense had flown away.  He doesn’t want to do this right now if they aren’t all on the same page.

But Jesse kisses back, wet and open, groaning into his mouth, and then shifts just enough so that he’s angled toward Stiles.  He nudges Danny’s head back and nips at his throat, right at the same time he runs a broad, open hand down Stiles’ spine and slips his fingertips beneath the waistband of his pants.  Stiles jolts, his teeth clamping down on Danny’s nipple.  Between that and Jesse’s mouth at his neck, Danny can’t hold onto his worry, can only arch into both sensations.  He grabs Jesse’s wrist and pushes his hand deeper into the back of Stiles’ pants, a whimper escaping his mouth when he feels Jesse’s wrist flex and knows he’s digging his fingers into the meat of Stiles’ ass-

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-Jesse’s kneading his ass and Danny’s palming his front and Stiles is hot. Like, physically there are two many clothes on his body and he is going to spontaneously combust.

He may have said that out loud because both Danny and Jesse startle and laugh. Stiles takes the opportunity to push Jesse on his back beside Danny and survey his kingdom.-

Oh yeah. I can get used to this. 

-Danny’s nipples are shiny and swollen and Stiles can’t help ghosting his fingers over them. Jesse is next and Stiles hasn’t really ever had the chance to examine his tattoos before. Later he’s going to learn every word in all the languages scrawled across his body. With his mouth. 

For now, he settles on tracing the script with his fingers, smiling when Jesse sucks in and arches. Then he takes his hands off both of them and reaches for his own shirt. Works the buttons open one by one, telling them how turned on he is. All the things he’s been planning. Giving orders. Yeah, definitely giving orders.-

Danny, cup him. Yeah, look how much he likes that. -Stiles unbuttons and unzips Danny’s pants.- Jesse, now you. Stick your hand down there. 

-Jesse groans.-

His shorts are wet, aren’t they? Fuck, I knew they’d be.

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-Oh God, he loves Stiles’ bossy ass mouth.  Almost as much as he loves his actual ass.  And his chest and his arms and all those lithe muscles he likes to cover up with baggy t-shirts and flannels.  God, their high school had no idea what they’d missed out on.  Danny will never not be grateful he’d been the one to see through that facade to all the awesomeness Stiles had kept hidden.

He arches into Jesse’s hand, just like Jesse rolls his hips into his, but with his free hand Danny reaches out and flicks open the button on Stiles’ dress pants.  There’s a stutter in the stream of filth coming from Stiles’ mouth, and then another as Danny pulls his zipper down.  Danny decides to give an order of his own-

Touch yourself, Stiles.  -Danny flexes his hips and licks his lips, feeling his dick jump against Jesse’s hand just at the thought-  It’s so hot when you do that.  Bet Jesse’ll like it, too.

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-It’s really, really bad manners,  but hey, they made it all the way through the wedding and bought Allison and Seth a really nice present, and honestly, everybody is here for the bride and groom anyway-

My room.  Mom and Dad will be here for hours.  We can go to my room.

-He’s not sure he even gets the last word out before his room appears around them and they’re tumbling into his bed.  They haven’t talked like he wanted and he’s sure this is premature and rash, but hell, they’ve stumbled through everything else and managed to survive, so he’s pretty sure they’ll survive this, too.

He jerks Stiles’ bow tie off and tugs at Jesse’s tie until it finally loosens enough he can yank it over his head.  It’s been too long since he’s gotten either one of them skin to skin.

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There’s a body pressed against his back and a body underneath him and Stiles is so turned on he can’t breathe. Danny’s shirt cannot be pulled out of his pants fast enough. He can’t even be bothered with the buttons just shoving the material up and out of the way.-

Fuck.

-Stiles ducks down and tastes. The shuddery sigh Danny’s releases sparks a thousand memories of the same and Stiles gets to make him make those noises again. Danny arches underneath him, fingers tangling in his hair as Stiles wraps his mouth around a nipple. His mouth is running (when is it not?) but he doesn’t even know what’s coming out. Just need, need, need.-

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-Jesse sits back and takes off his tie. Works the buttons of his shirt and takes in the sight before him. His fingers clench in the material as a wave of fiery jealousy runs through his veins. He flushes with it, fights the desire to rip Stiles off Danny’s body. Fling him into a wall and maybe do it again and again. 

Something grips at his wrist and Jesse snaps out of it, looking down. It’s Danny’s hand and he’s looking at Jesse now, face suddenly serious like he knows what’s going through his mind. 

Jesse takes a deep breath, watches as Stiles’ blindly reaches for him then turns when he can’t find him. The picture the two of them make together, Stiles head brushing Danny’s chest, lips already swollen, and Danny splayed out like the god he is…it’s gorgeous. And Jesse wants it. He wants both of them. 

The jealousy is still there but he can swallow it. Can allow these other desires to push to the surface. 

Jesse takes Danny’s hand. Kisses his palm and each finger, including the scarred end where his index finger should be. Pealing his shirt the rest of the way off, he allows Danny to pull him back in.-

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-He’s cautious as he strokes Jesse’s face, kisses his mouth and slips his tongue between his lips.  He hadn’t missed that look on Jesse’s face, the one that screamed anger and betrayal and possession, no matter how fast it had been washed away.  He’d known it would come up eventually, and he should have known it would be here, but everything had gotten so fogged up the second he’d touched them both that his common sense had flown away.  He doesn’t want to do this right now if they aren’t all on the same page.

But Jesse kisses back, wet and open, groaning into his mouth, and then shifts just enough so that he’s angled toward Stiles.  He nudges Danny’s head back and nips at his throat, right at the same time he runs a broad, open hand down Stiles’ spine and slips his fingertips beneath the waistband of his pants.  Stiles jolts, his teeth clamping down on Danny’s nipple.  Between that and Jesse’s mouth at his neck, Danny can’t hold onto his worry, can only arch into both sensations.  He grabs Jesse’s wrist and pushes his hand deeper into the back of Stiles’ pants, a whimper escaping his mouth when he feels Jesse’s wrist flex and knows he’s digging his fingers into the meat of Stiles’ ass-

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-Stiles doesn’t know what to do with his hands. He feels awkward and out of place and then Jesse tangles fingers with him and settles their hands on Danny’s hips. And Danny kisses under Stiles’ jaw. 

The breath whooshes out of him and Stiles relaxes.

There he is. Jesse nips at his ear, setting a slow sway for them to step to.-

Dude, don’t mess with me. You two keep this up and you’re gonna get me hard and I don’t know if you’ve noticed but these pants are way too tight for that kinda action. 

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Mmmm -Danny hums, making his way to Stiles’ mouth and slowly kissing him, before detouring over his shoulder and finding Jesse.  They kiss just as slow, then he lets Jesse get back to Stiles’ ear so he can find the sweet curve of Stiles’ neck he likes so much.  This…this he could get used to-  I prefer to think of it as building anticipation.

-Oh my GOD, Stiles mumbles, his head tipping back against Jesse’s shoulder as Danny scrapes his teeth up the tendon of his neck.  He can feel him half hard against his hip and that’s okay, because Danny is half hard too.  There’s not much he likes better than being able to short circuit Stiles’ ever racing brain-

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-Danny is half hard against his hip and completely ignoring Stiles’ order to keep things wedding kosher. Stiles shifts his hips back and, yeah, Jesse’s right there with them. His hands tighten around Stiles’ in response, a gruff Hey blowing hot across his jaw. 

Stiles turns his head, eyes fluttering when Danny dips down and nips at his throat. Jesse’s close, watching him with a curious lusty gaze once he can focus again. Then Jesse’s lips are on his and all he can taste is sweet. Jesse’s hand slips between them, running flat down Stiles’ chest. He hooks his thumb in Stiles’ pants and must do the same with his fingers in Danny’s because suddenly Danny is flush against him and muffling a moan into his shoulder.

Jesse smirks against his mouth and something about it sparks a challenge within him. Stiles’ noses at his cheek until Jesse shifts and Stiles can get under his jaw. Jesse’s breath hitches and Danny’s hands disappear behind Stiles. Whatever he does, it causes Jesse’s hips to roll forward, fuck falling quietly between them.-

I vote we get out of here. Right now. 

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-It’s really, really bad manners,  but hey, they made it all the way through the wedding and bought Allison and Seth a really nice present, and honestly, everybody is here for the bride and groom anyway-

My room.  Mom and Dad will be here for hours.  We can go to my room.

-He’s not sure he even gets the last word out before his room appears around them and they’re tumbling into his bed.  They haven’t talked like he wanted and he’s sure this is premature and rash, but hell, they’ve stumbled through everything else and managed to survive, so he’s pretty sure they’ll survive this, too.

He jerks Stiles’ bow tie off and tugs at Jesse’s tie until it finally loosens enough he can yank it over his head.  It’s been too long since he’s gotten either one of them skin to skin.