Summary: Finnian gets to spend his Christmas Eve doing the one thing he loves the most in this world - spend time with his two lovers.
A/N: Welcome to 12 Days of Christmas. This is dedicated to my soulmate, for whom I share this entire AU’s existence with as she’s the one that came up with the idea to ship them together. Now here we are, five years later and still shipping them like crazy. :) Merry Christmas, waifu. <3
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“Alright, beautifuls.” Finnian looks up at his bi-spectacled lover, who gets up from the couch and stretches. He feels his cheeks heat up as he sees a small bit of Ronald’s tummy show, his face continuing to stay warm as he quickly averts his eyes so as not to be intrusive to his lover. “I’m off to bed. Are you two staying up and waiting for Santa?” The grin on Ronald’s face makes Finnian laugh.
“Ronald, he’s not real!” He shakes his head, still giggling a little at Ronald’s comment. “No, I’ll probably go to bed soon too. I don’t know how I’m still awake.”
“It’s been a long week for you, hasn’t it?” The arm around his shoulder shifts as his other lover’s rich baritone voice hits his ear, his stomach dipping a little as Charles pulls him to be closer against his side. “It’s been a good year this year, hasn’t it?”
“All things considered, yes.” Finnian grins and looks over at Ronald. “Do you want me to go to bed with you?”
“I always want you to go to bed with me, Finny.” Ronald raises his eyebrows up and down, a suggestive smirk on his lips. “But if you’re not tired, I’m sure there’s something you and Charles can get up to…” he pauses talking to yawn, “with each other. Just don’t be too loud, okay?” The wink he throws at Finnian makes that heat return to his cheeks, Finnian quickly turning his head to bury it against Charles’ neck.
He can feel the pulse on his neck pick up in speed, Charles’ voice bouncing around in his ears but his mind pays no attention to it. He hears Ronald laugh, and then feels a quick kiss touch his cheek, then hears a similar one given to Charles. The sound of the door closing has him lifting his head, as he looks at his lover. “Did he go to bed?”
“Yes.” Charles nods his head, then brings his hand to Finnian’s chin and holds it carefully as they look into each other’s eyes. “Do you wish to go to bed with him? I don’t mind. I’ve got a few things I want to set up for the morning, so we’re not all scrambling to get things done for our feast tomorrow.”
Finnian shakes his head. “No, I want to stay with you, Charles. If that’s okay? I feel like we haven’t spent that much time together lately.”
“I know, I feel the same.” The hand on his chin disappears, and then he feels Charles lifting him up and putting him on his lap facing him. “We’ve both been very busy with work - the case I’m working on has got me working long hours, and it’s your third busiest holiday.”
Draping his arms over Charles’ shoulders, he scoots forward and is happy to feel a little stiffness matching his own as their lips come together for soft, featherlight kisses. “We’re going on our holiday in January, aren’t we?” He moans against Charles’ lips as he feels his lover’s hands dip below the waistband of his pajama pants, Charles’ fingers now carefully gripping his naked rear. “Out in the country?”
“We are.” Lips touch the side of his neck, then a trail of kisses brings them back to his own lips, where they both moan against each other’s mouths after sharing a deep kiss. “You know I said I was going to be working in the kitchen.” Charles brushes his lips back and forth against Finnian’s, his teasing kisses driving Finnian mad. “You’re a terrible distraction, my love…”
“S-Should we stop?” Finnian really doesn’t want to - not with how hard he can feel Charles is, and how stiff his own cock is becoming with all of these teasing kisses. “Ronald said to be quiet. I can be quiet.” He nods his head enthusiastically, really wanting to be with Charles intimately. “Please, Charles?”
“How could I deny you?” Charles cups his hand against Finnian’s face, and begins to kiss him with a reserved passion that Finnian can feel in his gut. He moans into the kiss, rocking his hips back and forth as he grinds himself against Charles’ cock, wanting to feel the real thing but will wait patiently to be given permission before acting on it. A little teasing doesn’t hurt.
Their kiss ends with both of them panting, Charles’ forehead now pressing against his own as they start to touch each other under their shirts. “We have to be quiet.” Charles whispers against his lips, as he’s carefully pulled off of his lap and made to stand in between his legs. Finnian stands still as Charles pulls his pants off, and then puts his hand against his own mouth when Charles’ lips start to leave little kisses on his protruding arousal. “Someone is definitely in the mood.”
“I want you…” He nods his head rapidly, returning his hand to his mouth as Charles kisses his cock more. “P-Please, Charles..”
His lover pulls him back onto his lap, this time facing towards the television that is still playing the movie they’d been watching with Ronald. He feels something wet start to touch his entrance, the lube that they’ve kept stashed behind the cushions of the couch now being put to use for the very reason why they began to keep it there. Finnian leans forward on Charles’ lap, putting his hands on his knees to balance himself as he feels him push a finger into his body. A soft moan leaves his throat as one finger turns into two, and then has to bite down on his lip to muffle the deep moan that bubbles out of him.
“You’re a little looser than I thought you would be.” Charles kisses the nape of his neck, Finnian’s back now resting against Charles’ chest as the fingers inside of him keep working their magic on his body. “Did you and Ronald have some fun this afternoon at the shop?”
Blushing, he nods his head. “We did. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” A soft kiss touches his jaw, as the fingers inside of him disappear, making him feel empty. “I love knowing that you two are having your own fun while I’m stuck at work thinking of doing those exact things with you.”
His chest arches as he feels Charles start to slip his cock into his body, Finnian more than ready for it. Charles puts his hand over his mouth, the large hand able to mute him better than he would be able to with his own hand. He moaned loud and long, pushing his hips down as Charles’ girth fills him to the brim, his inner walls struggling to stay relaxed as the cock inside of him starts to inch a little deeper into him. It had been a little while since Charles had taken him like this, and it always takes a bit to adjust to him. His chest arches again as he feels Charles drop him back down on his lap, pleasure beginning to spread throughout his body as he rolled his hips counter to what Charles was giving to him.
“These are my favorite things…” Charles whispers into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine as he whimpers softly. “My love, spending a little time alone with you while getting to be this intimate with each other. Not that I’m not happy with our other lover, but this - this reminds me of a simpler time, and I cherish it.”
Turning his head, he looks at Charles, then the hand on his mouth is removed so that they can share heated kisses with one another. He bounces himself up and down on Charles’ lap, moaning into the kisses, trying to be as quiet as he can as he gets closer and closer to an orgasm. Reaching for Charles’ hand, he puts it onto his cock and sinks back against his chest, the hand returning to his mouth to silence his loud raunchy moans as Charles quickly brings him right to the edge of an orgasm. He shakes hard as he comes, his body going numb for a brief second as his orgasm takes control of his entire being. He hears Charles moan low next to his ear, then feels that flood of heat start to make itself known deep inside of him as Charles comes seconds after him. Finnian sags against his chest as he breathes hard, trying to calm himself down after such an intense orgasm, his body feeling nice and loose now.
They share a few more kisses, then Charles helps him get up off of his lap, and carefully wipes up the mess with a few tissues. Putting their clothes back on, they share a smile with one another, then wash their hands together in the kitchen before getting a head start on their baking for the following morning.
At two minutes to midnight, they walk into their bedroom and hear Ronald snoring peacefully. Snow was falling outside their window, another storm forecasted for this afternoon and into Christmas Day, making it another delightful white Christmas. When the clock strikes midnight, Finnian lays on one side of Charles, while Charles lays on the other, and they both whisper ‘Merry Christmas’ into Ronald’s ear before laying a kiss on his cheek.
“Mmm...Is it time already?” Ronald turns over and kisses Finnian first on the lips, then kisses Charles, Finnian’s smile growing by the second. “You two were fucking, weren’t you?”
He starts to laugh, as he nods his head. “But I was quiet! How did you know?”
“Because I can tell, beautiful.” Ronald pulls him down for another kiss, which he quickly submits to. “It’s my turn now.”
“It is, gorgeous.” Charles nods his head. “No falling back asleep.”
Finnian helps Charles get Ronald undressed, and then his mouth is wrapped tight around Ronald’s cock as Charles takes Ronald from behind. Finnian puts a hand on his own cock and touches himself as he listens to the sounds of his lovers being satisfied all together, his mouth bobbing up and down on Ronald’s cock. As he begins to taste the first remnants of his cum dripping onto his taste buds, Finnian doubles his efforts to get Ronald to an orgasm. He starts to come as soon as Ronald explodes in his mouth, the cum sliding down his throat as he swallows his load with greedy sucks. He hears Charles moan low and then knows that his other lover as he found his release, the three of them climaxing within moments of one another.
Pulling his mouth off of Ronald’s cock, he looks up at him and grins. “Merry Christmas, Ronald.”
“Merry Christmas, Finny.” The smile on Ronald’s face makes his stomach do the thing again, which only makes his face hurt from how much he’s smiling. “And Merry Christmas, Charles.”
“Merry Christmas, to the two men who have captured my heart and soul like no one else on this planet.” Charles kisses them both, then the three share a hug with one another before settling down for bed.
It may not be the most conventional relationship that he’s ever had, but Finnian knows that he’s very lucky that he gets to spend his life with the two men that mean the most to him in the world. Sharing the holidays with them always makes them a lot brighter than if he’d been alone. Charles is right - both Ronald and Charles have captured his own heart and soul. Finnian really doesn’t know what he’d be doing without their support, and their love. But luckily that isn’t something he has to worry about.
HI SENPAI. CAN U GUESS WHO THIS IS? ONE. TWO. THREE. YES IT’S ME ANON-CHAN-SAN. YOUR KOUHAI. I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH, SENPAI. AND I KEEP MISSING YOU MORE AND MORE EVERY DAY! WOULD IT BE ALRIGHT FOR ME TO ASK OF YOU, IF IT INSPIRES YOU, O WRITE SOME- SOME OF OUR MOST FAVORITE OT3? THE GLORIOUS PHIPPSFINRON. KISSING YES. KISSING TO WAKE UP (post/177318170512) THAT WOULD BE SUPER AMAZING! THANK U SO MUCH I LOVE U SO MUCH YOU ARE THE BESTETSTESTESTESTESTEST
OH MY GOD, IT’S ANONCHANSAN SENPAI. (╯✧∇✧)╯HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN? FOR FUCKING EVER, THAT’S FOR SURE. I’M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU BACK, AND YES - OF COURSE I CAN WRITE SOMETHING FOR THE OT3. I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE WHAT I CAME UP WITH FOR YOU. (◕▽◕✿)
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Prompt: Kissing to Wake up Fandom: KuroshitsujiPairing: PhippsFinRon Word Count: ~585
Something soft touches Finnian’s face, a yawn leaving his mouth as he tries to push it away. Mumbling a little, he turns his head to the side, and feels it again. He lifts his hand up again, trying to bat away whatever it is that keeps touching him.
“You’re going to wake him up if you keep doing that.”
“That’s sort of the point, beautiful.”
Rolling over, he tries to get away from another object touching him, the blanket feeling like it’s far away from him now. “Mm…no…” He yawns again, sighing softly as the thing touching him feels warm and toasty.
“You need to do it like this.”
His lips part with a sigh as he feels something wet touch his bottom lip. He doesn’t push this away, instead pouts his lips more as his lower lip is trapped between something pliant and wet.
“Oh, I see how it is, beautiful. You prefer Charles to me?”
Finnian wants to protest, but isn’t sure where the voice is coming from. Drifting in and out of sleep, he returns the touch of whatever has his bottom lip. He wiggles a little when the soft object from before touches his face. He turns his head to the side, his lips touching that new object in the same way he’d been touching what had just been on mouth.
“See? He doesn’t prefer me, gorgeous. He just needs a little more coaxing, isn’t that right, Finny?”
Hearing his name, he hums and nods his head, happy to be trapped in this delightful game, his tongue touching another tongue. He opens his mouth more, then turns his head to feel that other object, which touches his lips without any pause.
“The more we kiss him, the more I want to do terrible things to our sleeping beauty.”
Giggling, he opens his eyes, a sleepy smile on his face as he sees two sets of beautiful eyes looking down at him. “You guys…” He touches Ronald’s cheek, his light green eyes glowing in the sunlight coming into their bedroom. “Am I dreaming…?” He looks over at his other lover, sky blue eyes looking at him with love in his eyes. “Charles…Ronald….”
“It’s after nine, beautiful.” Ronald lowers his head, and kisses him on the lips, Finnian ready to receive his kiss this time. “You never sleep this late.”
“What Ronald is trying to say is that he’s bored with me, and wanted to come in here and wake you up.”
Laughing, he shakes his head when he hears Ronald protesting at what Charles has just said. “Is it really that late? Thank you for letting me sleep in.” He reaches up and pulls Charles down to him, kissing him flush on the lips. “Is breakfast ready?”
“It is.” Ronald lays next to him, his hand snaking under the blanket. “Are you hungry, Finny?”
“Mmm…yes.” He arches up, as a hand touches his hip. “But first…?”
“First?” Charles lays next to him, another hand touching his other hip.
“More kisses….?”
“All the kisses in the world, beautiful.” Ronald nods his head, lowering his head to kiss his neck.
“And then some.” Charles starts to kiss the other side of his neck.
“Mmm…perfect.” He gets lost in his two lovers kisses, no longer concerned about breakfast. It’s nice being woken up like this by his two favorite people in the world, and he’s going to enjoy every minute of their morning kisses.
HARRO SENPAI. LET THIS BE THE LAST OF THIS FIRST BATCH. PRS PRS PRS REVEAL WHAT HAPPENS NEXT AFTER THAT SEBACIEL IN GOT3. WELCOME PARTY FOR SEBACIEL FOR JOINIG (FINALLY?!) GOT3 AU XDDDDD IT SO GU RE I TO !!!!!! AM SO HAPPY HOW FAR THE UNIVERSE HAS EXPANDED AND AM SO PROUD OF U SENPAI ;WWWW; ANYHOW. THE PROMPT !! “Nice and slow." (post/149653279980) PLS AND THANKS !
I AM HAPPY YOU ARE HAPPY. YOURS IS THE ONLY OPINION THAT MATTERS TO ME. I HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY WHAT I CAME UP WITH FOR THESE TWO. GOOD LORD, WHY DID I DO THIS.
Overheard in the bedroom (modified for this update) - “Nice and slow.“
Rating: Mature (mild NSFW)Word Count: 3940
A continuation of this update
“I’m sorry, but does Ciel Phantomhive live here?” Sebastian teases, as he walks into the house. “Could you please find him for me, as we’ve got an appointment together.”
“Ha bloody ha,” Ciel replies, closing the front door. “What’s that in your hand?”
Holding out the bottle he’d had tucked under his arm, he gives it to its rightful owner. “I know that you enjoy Cab Sauv, so I thought it would be something nice to give to you, since this is my first time visiting your palace.”
“You are too much.” Ciel snorts, but Sebastian can see the smile wanting to appear on his lips. “Philip Togni 2013? My, my. You’ve done your homework.”
“Someone told me about this new website. Google. Have you heard of it?” Sebastian’s flirtatious tone doesn’t go unmissed by the young businessman, whose cheeks turn a dusty pink at the jibe. “I hope you like this vineyard? I know it’s Californian, and not French.”
He watches Ciel nod his head. “I do enjoy this vineyard. Thank you, Sebastian. You really didn’t have to.”
“You can save it for another occasion. We don’t need to drink it this evening.” He holds out the blu-ray. “I’ve also brought this.”
He hands him the copy of ‘The Man from UNCLE’. “You are full of surprises, aren’t you?” Sapphire blue eyes glance upwards, meeting his gaze. “I’m surprised you remembered.”
“I have the memory of an elephant. I tend to remember the most mundane things.” Sebastian smiles. The two had talked about movies that they’d wished they’d seen in the theaters a few weeks ago, and this had been one that both had been rather sad they hadn’t had the chance to see. “Would you care to watch it with me?”
Blue-grey hair is pushed off of Ciel’s forehead, as he nods his head. “I have a nice home theater. I’ll show you there, and then I’ll grab us something to drink? Some snacks?”
“That sounds wonderful.”
Following Ciel through the house, they head down a long hallway, and then head down a short flight of stairs. “I gave my servants the night off tonight, so we’re alone.” Ciel turns the light on, illuminating the rather lavish home theater.
“Servants, hmm?” Sebastian looks around the room, admiring the theater-style seats, noticing that the armrests could be moved up if the person wants them to. “You are full of surprises, aren’t you? So, Bard isn’t your only ‘servant’?”
He walks towards the back of the room, and sits down in one of the seats that’s directly in the middle. “No, he’s not. I have a live in maid, as well as a butler. I also have a gardener that I pay to keep my grounds looking pristine, both at this place and my countryside estate.”
“Both here, and in the countryside?” He teases Ciel. “My, it must be so exhausting for you.”
The look the young businessman shoots him makes him smile more. “You have no idea.”
“I really don’t,” Sebastian agrees.
“You want some red, or white wine? Or, would you prefer a beer?” Ciel asks, dropping the conversation at hand.
“Surprise me.”
“Very well.” Ciel hands him a large remote. “The top button will start the system. I’ll put the blu-ray in, so just wait for me to return, and then hit play?”
“Of course.” The button is pushed, bringing down a large screen from the ceiling, as well as turning on the blu-ray player. He watches Ciel bend over, and put the disc in, then watches as it closes, and the view of his derriere changes, as Ciel turns back towards him. He raises an eyebrow up, the corner of his lip curling upwards, as Sebastian sees how flustered he gets. “Do hurry back, as I’m rather thirsty.”
No other comment comes from Ciel, as he leaves the room. Sebastian figures out the remote, and cues up the movie, waiting patiently for him to return. Ciel returns a few minutes later, holding two glasses of red wine. He takes the offered glass, happy to see him take a seat next to him. He presses play on the movie, and gets settled in to enjoy the blu-ray. That is, until after twenty minutes, Ciel places his head on Sebastian’s shoulder, and all of his concentration disappears, and instead becomes primarily focused on how close Ciel is to him.
“So, are we going to talk about what we discussed earlier today?” Ciel asks, after an action sequence takes place. “Or, are we just going to pretend it didn’t happen?”
Placing his glass down in the beverage holder on his left armrest, Sebastian rests his cheek on top of Ciel’s head, breathing in the soft scent of his shampoo. “What are we to discuss?”
“You want me to actually say it?” His headrest disappears, as Ciel turns to look at him.
“If you’re speaking of our feelings for one another, then I think it’s probably best if I tell you a few things about myself.” He feels his stomach begin to clench, wondering why he’s wanting to be so forthright with this man, when he’s never bothered to do such a thing with any of his other lovers. “It might change your opinion about me.”
The movie continues to play in the background, but neither of them seem to care, as they look at each other. “Don’t tell me you’ve got an STD.”
“I’m afraid not,” Sebastian smirks. “However, with my run, it’s quite surprising that I don’t.”
“Your run, hmm?” A cheeky grin appears on Ciel’s face. “Just how many lovers have you had?”
“Do you want the truth?”
“That’s generally the best way to answer a question, Mr. Michaelis.” Ciel replies, the bravado that had been there only moments ago disappearing.
“Twenty.”
Ciel’s mouth drops open for a split second, before closing again. “That’s rather impressive.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” Sebastian’s voice falls flat. “I don’t care about how many lovers I’ve had, nor do I care about how many you’ve had.”
“Go on.”
He knows that what he’s about to say might very well be a deal breaker, but he refuses to lie to Ciel. There’s something about him that’s unlike any of his other lovers, so he wants to be as honest with him before they move to the next step in this relationship of theirs. “I’ve never been faithful in a relationship.”
“Never?” His eyes land on Ciel’s neck, as the young man swallows. “So, are you in a relationship right now? Am I the other man in your life?”
Sebastian shakes his head. “No, I’m not in any relationship right now. My last lover was Bardroy, and that broke off two months ago. However, my lover before him? He happened to come home at the wrong time, surprising me.”
“What does that even mean?” His glass of wine comes up to his lips, as Ciel takes a long sip.
“It means that he showed up, while I was having sex with someone other than him.”
The glass gets set down with minimal force. “I see.” Ciel’s sapphire eyes cloud over. “So, I take it your relationship with this man ended?”
“No.” Sebastian shakes his head. “Well, yes. But not until he found someone else.”
“Dare I ask?”
Grabbing his own glass, he swallows some wine. “We were lovers. I found someone else. Then, he became my other lover. But, my lover at the time didn’t know that I had gone back to my previous lover. I was sleeping with two men at once.”
“You like to live a complicated life.” Another long sip of wine, Ciel’s glass now empty.
“I’ve never been this honest with anyone I’ve pursued a relationship with,” Sebastian admits.
“Not even Bard?”
“….Bard is the one that my ex found me in bed with.”
Ciel nods slowly. “I see. So, you’re not sleeping with anyone right now? Why not?”
“It’s as you said earlier today. I like you. I like you a lot, but have been afraid to approach the subject, as I know I can royally mess it up.” Sebastian’s gaze does not falter, as he looks into the young man’s eyes. “You’re different. This is the slowest I’ve ever gone with someone.”
“I’m sure.” Sapphire blue eyes look up at him. “Does it bother you to know that I’m engaged?”
“It’s clear to me that it seems it’s a marriage of convenience, rather than one of love,” he quips. The armrest between their seats is pushed up by Ciel, the barrier that’s been between the two of them now suddenly gone. His heart begins to beat faster, as he watches Ciel turn towards him, their knees now touching one another. “Or, am I mistaken?”
“You are not,” Ciel confirms. “It is a marriage of convenience, and one that I keep delaying. If my parents were still alive, I’m sure I would be married by now, and have produced two to three children for them.”
“Is it the woman with the blonde curls?”
He nods his head. “That would be Elizabeth. Lizzie, for short.”
“Does she know about me?”
“She does.”
“What does she know?”
“She knows that I’ve grown rather fond of you. As to what degree, I’m not sure she’s aware.” His body freezes, as Ciel moves up out of his seat, and plants his ass on Sebastian’s thighs.
“Do you know to what degree?” His arms wrap around Ciel’s waist loosely, keeping his eyes locked onto his sapphire eyes.
Blue-grey hair falls back over his right eye, so that only his left eye is visible to Sebastian. “No. But, I know that I like you, more than a friend. I know that what I’m feeling for you isn’t something someone feels in a strictly platonic relationship.”
“You asked me if I’ve masturbated, and thought of you,” Sebastian reminds him. “Do you want to hear my answer now?”
Jean-clad thighs move closer to his hips, as Ciel slides up on his lap. “Yes.”
“Only if you’ll tell me your answer.”
“You have my word.”
Closing his eyes, Sebastian nods his head. “I have. On more than one occasion.”
“The same goes for me.”
He opens his eyes, his mouth dropping open in surprise. “Really?”
“I’m the one that asked you the bloody question in the first place, you moron.” There’s a smirk on Ciel’s face, which causes his heart to pound a little bit harder in his chest. “Why is that so surprising?”
“With everything I’ve just told you, I figured you wouldn’t care to admit such a thing to me.”
Ciel moves closer to him, their lips barely five inches apart. “You said it yourself - you’re single now. You’re not with anyone. If you’re this truthful to me, and not to your other lovers, that must mean I’m different somehow.”
“Yes.” He licks his lips, his half-lidded eyes staring at Ciel’s mouth. “You are very different, Ciel.”
“I want to know what it feels like to kiss you, Sebastian.”
The words ring in his ears, as his hands slip down Ciel’s back, both hands finding their destination with ease. His palms grab a handful of his asscheeks, and give them an encouraging squeeze. “Well, don’t let me be the one to stop you from finding out what it feels like.”
“I’m a little scared.” His forehead connects to Sebastian’s, as his warm breath tickles Sebastian’s upper lip.
Sliding his left hand back up Ciel’s back, he pushes his fingers through his short blue-grey locks of hair, cradling the back of his head as he leans forward slightly, dipping Ciel backwards just a tiny bit. “If you’re worried that things will change between us, I can assure you that they will not be negative changes. Take a chance with me, Ciel. My devotion to you is unlike anything I’ve felt, and this is the most logical next step for the two of us to take.”
“Kiss m-”
He doesn’t wait for him to finish the thought, gently pressing his lips against his, as they complete their first intimate touch. His hand continues to cradle the back of Ciel’s head, as they kiss each other with soft kisses. He sweeps his tongue along the seam of his lips, the young businessman parting his lips with the silent request, a soft moan sounding in Sebastian’s ears. The tip of his tongue licks Ciel’s bottom lip, then licks his upper lip, his hand gripping a little tighter to his head. He feels Ciel wrap his arms around his neck, allowing him to dip him further, as his tongue continues to tease him. There is only one first kiss, and he wants it to be as memorable as possible.
Nice and slow. He chants this in his mind, as his tongue rolls forward, the tip of his tongue touching Ciel’s with what feels like a familiar touch. It’s the only way to describe it, even though he knows the two of them having never kissed one another. A fervent moan is released from Ciel’s throat, as he pushes his tongue to rub against Sebastian’s, the two becoming acquainted with each other’s mouths. He moans low, his tongue exploring Ciel’s mouth, the tip of his tongue tickling the roof of his mouth, earning another keen moan to sound from Ciel’s chest. Tired of the teasing, he seals his mouth over Ciel’s, and kisses him hard.
Thin arms lock around his neck, as the two breathe deeply through their noses, neither wishing to break off their intense kiss. Sebastian submits to Ciel’s touches, as his tongue gives the same exploration to his mouth, as he’s just done to him. When the tip of Ciel’s tongue rubs against the roof of his mouth, he releases a low moan, which he can feel all the way down in his loins. His fingers pull gently on blue-grey strands of hair, as their tongues meet again, thick versus small, but absolutely perfect.
It ends far sooner than Sebastian wants, but there’s only so long he can breathe through his nose. They pull apart at the same time, his fingers splaying on the back of his head, as they stare into each other’s eyes. “W-Wow….” Ciel whispers.
“You can say that again.” Kiss swollen lips curve up in a soft smile. “How do you feel?”
“Like I want to kiss you again,” Ciel murmurs, his eyes becoming half-lidded. “But, in a more comfortable environment than in here.”
Staring into his eyes, Sebastian nods his head. “I wholeheartedly agree.”
“But I don’t want to stop yet…”
“Neither do I….”
Their lips come back together, like two magnets drawn to one another, tongues rubbing together more aggressively than before. Sebastian moans low, finding that it’s becoming more and more difficult to not pick up the young businessman, and lay him across the theater seats, and ravage him right here. Nice and slow. The mantra repeats in his mind, as their tongues bump against each other. When the need to breathe returns, they part for only a few seconds, then are drawn back to one another, this kiss more intense than the last.
They break off at the same time, Ciel panting hard against his lips, his own breathing coming out labored. He moves his head, and begins to kiss along his soft jawline, needing to know what it feels like to kiss the rest of his face. “S-Sebastian,” Ciel’s arms curl tighter around his neck. “I wish to show you my bedroom.”
“Mmm…” He nods his head, ebony bangs falling from behind his ears, as he lifts his head to look into sapphire blue eyes, which are now a richer deep blue. “Lead the way?”
He’s led out of the theater room, back up the stairs, and then taken up another flight of stairs. When they get to his bedroom, Sebastian’s eyes widen at the opulence. There’s a four poster bed, with curtains on the sides, allowing to block out any light. Ciel leads him over to the bed, Sebastian taking a seat on the edge.
“I don’t wish to have sex with you.” The young man states matter-of-factly. “Is that a problem?”
“Not at all.” He can hear the honesty in his own words. He doesn’t want to rush into this, that not having sex right now isn’t a deal breaker for him. “Would you like to keep kissing?”
“I’d like to do more.” Sebastian’s eyes are drawn down, as he hears the snap of a button, and the sound of a zipper being pulled down. “Will you take yours off too?”
“Are you testing me?” His hands go to his own pants.
A smirk appears on Ciel’s face. “You might think so, but no.”
“Then, if we’re not to have sex, what are you proposing we do?”
“I want to watch you masturbate, and I want you to watch me.”
He bites his lip, as he pulls his pants off. “So, you are testing me.” He scoots back on the mattress, moving to lay on his side. He looks down, and sees Ciel’s arousal for the first time. “Very nice.”
“Quit that,” Ciel’s face turns bright red, as he moves to lay down on the bed, facing him. “Yours is very, very impressive.”
Now it’s his turn to smirk, as he takes the bottle of lube offered to him. “Are you sure you don’t wish to have sex this evening?” He pours some of the liquid onto his palm, then lowers his hand. Rather than placing it on his own arousal, he rubs his palm up and down Ciel’s cock experimentally. He hears him hiss, and then moan softly, as Sebastian continues to coat his cock. It’s thin, long, and feels better than any cock he’s ever touched. “Look at me, Ciel.”
“Y-Yes.” Sapphire blue eyes stare at him. It’s his turn to moan, as he feels Ciel’s hand touch his own arousal. “Good lord, you’re so big.”
It’s not said as an insult, as Ciel’s voice is coated with the same desire he feels running through his veins. “It won’t hurt you.” He moans low, as he feels Ciel’s palm rub over his sensitive head. “Do you wish to touch yourself…? Or me…?”
“Both.” Ciel groans low, as the two keep their eyes locked on one another. “I don’t think I can let go just yet.”
His hand pumps Ciel’s cock with the same slow strokes being done to his own body. “You don’t have to let go.” He moans low, his eyes becoming lidded, as Ciel’s hand squeezes him at the base.
“I want to come,” Ciel whispers, rolling his hips, as Sebastian begins to stroke him faster. “M-Make me come, Sebastian…”
He moves closer, and begins to kiss him, languid touches of his tongue against Ciel’s, as his hand begins to jerk him faster. The wanton moans that spill from Ciel’s throat make his arousal ache, the hand pumping his girth feeling incredible. He moves so that he’s lying practically on top of him, his knee positioned between Ciel’s legs, as he starts to roll his hips with Ciel’s. Their kiss breaks off, his forehead coming to rest on Ciel’s, as a low moan tears from his throat.
“G-Gonna…” His voice is thick with need.
“M-Me too…Sebas….Sebastian!” Ciel moans loud, the warmth of his release beginning to spill over his hand. With a low moan, he comes, savoring how Ciel’s hand feels on his cock, pumping him through his own orgasm.
They look at each other, both of their faces flushed, the heat in their eyes palpable. He releases the grip he has on Ciel’s softening cock, and notices a box of tissues next to the bed. He reaches for them, and takes care to wipe up the mess off of Ciel’s lower stomach, then takes care of his own. Sebastian lays back down, his head hitting a soft pillow, Ciel’s head coming to rest on his shoulder.
“How do you feel?” Sebastian asks, placing his hand on the nape of his neck.
“Utterly spent.” Ciel chuckles softly, rubbing his nose against his chest. “But good. You?” He lifts his head, to look up at Sebastian.
“Marvelous.” He doesn’t know what else to say, except this. “And a little tired as well.”
“Would you like to sleep here tonight?”
“If you would care to have me,” Sebastian nods his head.
“I was rather hoping you would.” Ciel smiles.
The two move to lay under the covers, both removing their shirts, now completely naked with one another. Ciel moves to rest his head back on his shoulder, Sebastian’s arm wrapping around him. As he closes his eyes, he can’t help but notice just how perfectly Ciel fits against his body. This is far more intimate than he’s ever been with a lover before, his body still tingling with the intensity of his orgasm. He hears Ciel begin to snore, bringing him closer to his body. This is so unlike him, and it scares him a tiny bit. He will never admit it out loud, but he’s more than happy to keep things slow between the two of them. With a smile on his face, he falls asleep, holding Ciel close to his body.
***
“So, when can I see you again?” Sebastian asks, as they enjoy a cup of coffee, and some scrambled eggs and toast he’d made for the both of them.
Ciel looks at his phone, pulling up his calendar. “I’m free this weekend. Perhaps we could go to a movie? Or, I can get us tickets to something on the West End?”
“That might be nice.” He grabs their empty plates, gives them a quick rinse, and then puts them into the dishwasher. “Shall I call you?”
“Yes, please.” Ciel nods. “Shite. It’s late. I need to get ready.” He stands up, and stretches. “I’ll talk to you later today? You won’t be upset if I don’t see you out?”
He shakes his head, and walks over to him. They kiss each other softly, Sebastian’s hand cupping Ciel’s cheek, enjoying the soft sigh he hears him make at the touch. “Have a good day, Ciel.”
“Same to you, Sebastian.” He smiles, then heads out of the kitchen.
Gathering up his things, Sebastian heads outside. As he goes to his car, he notices a car pulling into the driveway. Bardroy jumps out, and waves at him. “Morning, Sebastian. Is Mr. Phantomhive running behind schedule?”
“He should be down in about fifteen to twenty minutes,” he nods his head.
“Thanks! Nice to see you!”
Sebastian waves, and then gets into his car. He’d rather hoped to avoid any awkwardness, but it seems like that won’t be a problem. Turning the key in the ignition, he puts his car into drive, and heads back to his apartment. When he gets home, he sees a text on his phone, which makes him smile.
“Thank you for last night. I look forward to when we can do that again.”
“I feel the same. Have a good morning.” His heart beats a little quicker, a smile blossoming on his face.
Dropping his keys on the table, he heads to his bathroom. As much as he’s loathe to get rid of Ciel’s scent off of his body, he needs to shower. There will be another time, hopefully soon. Sebastian gets ready for the day, the smile never leaving his face, as he thinks about Ciel Phantomhive, and what he plans to do the next time the two of them see one another.
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Fall Inspired writing prompts - “Can we watch A Nightmare Before Christmas on repeat?”
Rating: General (cute, fluffy shit)
Word Count: ~2345
Part of my GOT3 AU
The leaves are changing colors, signaling that fall is finally here, which means it’s almost time for the most wonderful time of the year - Halloween. With Finnian’s love for the holiday, and Ronald’s excitement with decorating their home for the season, Charles has grown to love it just as much as his two lovers. Halloween is on a weekend this year, and it just so happens to fall on a weekend where Finnian doesn’t have to be at the shop, or at a wedding, and Ronald isn’t working overtime.
On his way home from work on the Friday prior to All Hallow’s Eve, he stops at the grocery store to pick up some necessary items for the following day. Three large pumpkins - check. Two gallon jug of apple cider - check. A bottle of rum to mix with said cider - check. He prefers to purchase healthy snacks, but when it’s Halloween, he gives into the sweet tooths that both of his lovers have, and buys sugary sweets. Grabbing the ingredients he needs to make a delicious casserole for dinner, he grabs a few bags of the good candy bars to pass out to anyone that decides to trick-or-treat in their building, and then heads to the checkout.
Since the weather had been rather gloomy the last few days, he didn’t want to risk the chance of heading out to the pumpkin patch again, and having to leave early due to rain. With all the goodies paid for, he heads to his car, puts the groceries in the back, and gets into the driver’s seat. Fixing his phone to rest in its mount near the dashboard, he turns the key, then presses the number 2 on the screen, his telephone now ringing Finnian. It takes two rings before his lover picks up the phone.
“Hi, Charles!” He hears their mutual lover in the background saying hello as well. Perfect.
“Hello, Finny. Hello to you too, Ronald.” He can feel his excitement beginning to grow, as he speaks to his two lovers. “I take it you both are out still?”
“Yes, Charles! We should be home in about a half hour with dinner. It’s a bit busy here, so we’ve had to wait for a little bit.” Finnian replies. “Are you on your way home now?”
“I am. You two be safe on the way home. It looks like it’s going to start to rain again soon.”
“We will, Charles! Love you!” He hears another ‘love you’ from Ronald.
“I love you both too. See you soon.” Disconnecting the call, he turns down the street towards their home.
He gets all the items put away in a hidden spot, pleased that he’ll be able to surprise his lovers properly in the morning. Putting the rest of the food away in the fridge, he grabs a bottle of wine, and opens it, allowing it to breathe a little before dinner arrives. He looks around their home, a smile on his face at the decor, as it seems that Halloween has definitely exploded in their apartment.
A black tablecloth covered in jack o’lanterns covers their dining room table, small jack o’lantern votives running down the center have tea lights in them. There are ‘scary’ monsters stuck to the walls, and cobwebs are scattered throughout the living room. On the windows in the study, there are a few ceramic pumpkins that Finnian brought home from work, each with a different expression carved out. Two different Halloween-themed fleece blankets are on the couch - a black one with ghosts all over it, and a white one with more pumpkins all over it. He’s going to hate having to put away everything on November 2nd, but that just means it’ll be that much closer to Christmas, so their place won’t be without decoration for too long.
The front door opens, Finnian carrying an extra-large pizza box in his hands, followed by Ronald who’s holding a large bag full of salad and dessert. “We’re home!” Finnian announces, a bright smile on his face.
“Welcome home, you two.” He waits for the two of them to set the food down on the dining room table, then gives them each a kiss on the lips. “Thank you for going to get dinner for us tonight.”
“It’s no problem, Charles,” Ronald runs a hand through his hair, a shy smile on his face. “We didn’t mind, did we, Finny?”
“Not at all!” Finnian nods his head. “But, having to smell it all the way home, I’m staaaaaarving. Can we please eat?”
Chuckling, Charles nods his head. “Of course we can. I’ll get the plates. Ronald? There’s some wine on the counter, if you feel like pouring some for us?”
“You got it, beautiful.”
The three sit down at the table, and enjoy their pizza and salad, both Finnian and Ronald filling him in on how their day went. He doesn’t have much to talk about, as he’s working with a client right now that he’s had to sign another non-disclosure agreement with, so he gives all of his attention to his two lovers. After they finish their food, Ronald gives them each two cannoli, from the bakery at the restaurant they’d picked up their dinner from. Bellies full, they retire to the study together, no one really in the mood to watch a movie, as it had been a rather long work day for all three of them.
As if it’s any other night of the week, each lover goes to bed on their own. Finnian turns in first, kissing both Ronald and Charles goodnight, yawning as he leaves the study. About a half hour later, Ronald gets up and gives Charles a goodnight kiss, then heads out of the room, leaving Charles alone. He waits fifteen minutes before putting his laptop to sleep, and then heads out into the kitchen, where he moves quietly, pulling out the three pumpkins, and sets them on the table. He then puts the rum in the freezer, and then apple cider in the fridge, then puts the expensive boxes of candy he’d picked up for his two lovers earlier in the week on the table in their designated spots. Satisfied that everything looks good for the morning, he heads to bed himself, hoping that even though there will be no pumpkin patch this year, that his lovers will still be excited to enjoy their own little Halloween party at home.
***
He gets up before both Ronald and Finnian the following morning, but that isn’t anything unusual. Charles begins to put together a hearty breakfast, and brews some strong coffee, which is what they prefer in their household. Soon as it starts to smell like breakfast in the kitchen, he sees his two lovers walk out of the bedroom, both walking a little like they’re zombies, shuffling their feet in unison. That is, until they see the table.
“YOU GOT US PUMPKINS!” Finnian shouts joyously, clapping his hands together.
“I did,” Charles smiles, and nods his head. “In case you haven’t looked out the window yet, it’s not very great weather to go pick our own.”
Ronald walks over to him, and wraps his arms around him. “Thank you, Charles. This is very nice of you.”
“Anything for you two,” he returns the hug. Opening his arm, he waits for Finnian to join them, and then gives them each a gentle squeeze. “I know how much you both love this holiday.”
“Can we watch Nightmare Before Christmas on repeat??” Bright cerulean eyes look up at him. “Please, Charles?”
“Why don’t you go turn the television on?” He smiles. “Maybe it’s already in the blu-ray player.”
“Yay!!”
His other lover has yet to move from his side. “Are you alright, Ronald?” He asks, keeping his arm around him protectively.
“I am.” Ronald nods, a smile appearing on his face. “I’m just… you always know what to do, don’t you?”
Chuckling, he cups his lover’s cheek. “And you always make me happy when I do these things for us.”
“I love you.” The blush on Ronald’s cheeks makes him rub his thumb across the warm skin.
He leans over, and kisses him softly. “I love you too, gorgeous.”
“When can we carve pumpkins, Charles?” Finnian asks, bouncing back into the kitchen, as if he’s already had a cup of coffee. “After breakfast? Lunch?”
Pulling away from Ronald, he grabs three coffee cups, and sets them down on the counter. “After lunch. Which gives us exactly…. Three times to watch Nightmare Before Christmas.”
That pulls a laugh out of his lover’s throat. “Only three?”
“Well, we’ll keep watching it afterwards, of course.” He taps his finger against Finnian’s nose. “Now, why don’t you fix our coffee, as breakfast is almost ready.”
Finnian nods his head. “Yes, Charles.”
“I hope you both will like the candy I picked up for you.” Charles says, putting their breakfast on a plate for them, and then sets them down on the table.
Ronald looks up at him, holding the box in his hands. “How could we not, when you went here??”
“Do you remember that time you brought me a similar box?” Charles asks.
His lover blushes deeply, turning his head away. “I got that for the both of you.”
“No, you didn’t.” Charles teases him. “You bought it for me.”
Finnian giggles. “It’s true! He did buy it just for you, Charles! Back when he was trying to win your heart too.”
“Well, it worked.” He runs his fingers through the honey blonde hair on top of Ronald’s head.
Breakfast is a quiet affair, the three of them watching Tim Burton’s classic all the way through, Charles pleased that no one had started to sing a long yet. Sure enough, during the second round, as they all clean up the mess in the kitchen, it becomes a sing off, Ronald taking the lead of singing Jack, while Charles and Finnian sing the other roles. At the request of his lovers, he acts out Oogie Boogie’s scene with Ronald, Finnian watching them both with a large smile on his face. When it comes to Sally’s Song, Finnian takes up the mantle, both Charles and Ronald holding on to one another, as their hearts get ripped to shreds by their lover. Charles takes a picture when they get to the finale, loving how both Ronald and Finnian gaze at one another, the love they have for one another very apparent on their faces.
As stated, they make it through three viewings by the time lunch rolls around, the three snacking on a salad, while they get the table set up to carve their pumpkins. Charles pulls out the apple cider, and pours some into a small pot, warming it up to serve hot. He pours some into glasses for his lovers, and adds a shot of the spiced rum to it, all three clinking their glasses together with a loud ‘Happy Halloween!’ toast. He turns on the oven, as they start to carve their pumpkins, getting ready to roast the seeds inside of them.
“What did you decide to carve?” He asks Ronald, after they’ve all finished their pumpkins. He didn’t look at what they had been working on, as it’s more fun when his lovers reveal to him their masterpieces. His wasn’t that great, but he knows it doesn’t matter, it’s the spirit that counts the most.
Ronald turns it around to show him. “Grim reaper!” He smiles proudly.
“Is that a lawnmower?” He asks, pointing to the object next to the bringer of death. “I thought they used scythes?”
His lover shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know. Just thought a scythe seemed too….boring. This is more fun!”
“And gruesome.” Charles agrees. “I love it.” He looks over at Finnian. “And what did you draw, gorgeous?”
“Just a goofy smile,” Finnian turns his around to show him. “But I like it! It’s got character!”
“That it does.”
“What did you carve, Charles?” Finnian starts to put all the stringy guts into a plastic bag. “Can we see?”
He turns his around, showing them what he’s carved. “Holy shit, Charles.” Ronald remarks with a whistle. “That’s very impressive!”
“Awwwww! That’s so cool! We should have all done something with you!”
On his pumpkin is an intricately carved version of Captain America’s shield. “It’s alright. I didn’t know what I was going to do until I started scraping the skin.” He grabs the tea lights he’s put on the table, and hands one to both of his lovers. “Let’s go put these where the ceramic ones are?”
“Okay, beautiful.” Ronald smiles.
When they get their pumpkins set up in window, they all head outside to admire their work from the street. The three stand close together, Charles using his phone to take a selfie of the three of them, angling the phone to capture their faces with their pumpkins. They head back upstairs, and collapse on the couch, Charles refilling their glasses with more apple cider and rum, and then joins the two of them, Finnian sitting in the middle.
“Thank you for always making holidays so special, Charles,” Ronald remarks quietly, as Finnian has stretched out over the two of them, snoring softly. “It really means a lot to me. To us.”
“Anything to show the both of you how much I adore spending my life with you.” Charles gives his shoulder a gentle squeeze, then returns his hand to Finnian’s shoulder, his young lover immediately latching onto it, holding it close to his body.
Ronald soon moves to lay against Finnian, and takes a nap, the two of them taking up most of the space on the couch. Charles watches them both sleep with a smile on his face. Yes, he will do everything he can to make sure that the two men that mean so much to him get to experience life to its fullest. It’s the least he can do for them, on their favorite holiday of the year.
ronald: bathroom, attic, bedroom in T&R/FS series tho i kinda wanna ask for GOT3 au too but nah nah nah T&R is fine =))))
So, you asked for one, with a hint of the other. Guess what? You get both, because I love my anon-chan-san-senpai. And I know you’ll appreciate some of these facts for both personalities for our lovely Ronald. More below the cut, cuz lol - I went into quite a bit of detail. :)
Send me a character + room:
T&R Ronald
Bathroom:
How does the character prepare in the morning? He takes a quick shower, not really spending too much time. However, on the mornings after he’s had a bit too much to drink, he will stand in the shower, letting the booze seep out of his pores.
Do they sing in the shower? Yes! He tends to see some modern tunes, as he’s got quite the record collection at his apartment in the Shinigami realm.
What kind of hair product/make-up do they use? He uses gel, and a light hold hair spray. He also uses a leave-in conditioner, to keep his hair feeling soft.
How clean is this character? Super clean. He keeps his fingernails nice and manicured, trimming them when necessary. Same with his toes. He always makes sure to rinse the product out of his hair, so it’s not a brittle mess.
Does the character have thousands of shampoo/shower gel bottles by the shower, or do they use only the bare essentials? Thousands. Absolutely. He has different soaps he likes to use, and some scrubs he uses to get the blood off of him (he’s usually very careful when reaping, but sometimes it can be a messy job).
Attic:
What is the character afraid of? Not being loved. :(
How do they deal with bad memories? Represses them, mostly, but when they surface, it becomes a bit of an issue. He ends up having panic attacks, and basically shuts down.
What is this character’s role in a horror movie? Since he can timehop, being a Shinigami, I’d say he’d be the sassy friend that winds up dead halfway through the picture.
How do they hide their secrets? That’s a really good question. I guess considering what his ‘secret’ is in this AU, I’d say that he just avoids talking about it. He tiptoes around certain things, and just has learned to lie a bit easier.
Which of the Seven Deadly Sins does the character relate to most? I would say envy, because he wishes he had the same relationship to a certain gardener that the Other Man shares with him.
Bedroom:
How does this character sleep? (Position, sleeping habits, bedtime routines) He sleeps curled up on his side, hugging his pillow to his face. If he’s sleeping with Finnian, he will sleep snuggled close to his body. If it’s the three of them, he still sleeps with Finny. Sometimes, if he is alone with Charles, he will glom onto him, resting his face against Charles’ chest.
What are their pyjamas like? He likes to sleep in silk pajamas, when he wears them. He’s got a pair of black ones, and a pair of blue ones.
What do they dream about usually? He usually doesn’t dream. If he does, he’ll dream about his human life, which usually turns into a nightmare. Or, sometimes he’ll dream about the pesky demon, and sometimes will dream about both Finnian and Charles. Lots of things going on in his subconscious. LOL.
How neat/tidy is this character? Extremely neat and tidy. You wouldn’t think so, which how he wears his suit, but that’s for certain reasons. Oops. ;)
How affectionate is this character? Very affectionate. He enjoys touching. Lots of touching. Whether it just be on a shoulder, holding hands, etc. He just loves to touch. He loves touching all of his lovers - be it Finny or Sebastian (and eventually Charles).
GOT3 AU Ronald
Bathroom:
How does the character prepare in the morning? Takes a long, hot shower, and then brushes his teeth, and then styles his hair. Last but not least, he makes sure his glasses are spotless.
Do they sing in the shower? Yes, he does. And sometimes, he’ll sing so loud, he’ll wake up his two lovers, who tease him over the breakfast table. When he gets into the mood, he just can’t help himself.
What kind of hair product/make-up do they use? Ronald loves his hair gel. That stays consistent over the AU’s. It helps his hair lay in the way he likes it the most. Sometimes he’ll do without, and those days, he’ll usually get a comment from Finnian asking what’s different, and a playful tease from Charles.
How clean is this character? Extremely. He likes to make sure he stays manicured as possible. He keeps hand sanitizer on him, just to make sure he will always be clean.
Does the character have thousands of shampoo/shower gel bottles by the shower, or do they use only the bare essentials? Thousands. He has a particular scent he likes to wear on a daily basis (mellow scent), one scent he likes to wear when he’s going out with his two lovers - either together or on separate dates (more musky), and then he enjoys wearing a light orange fragrance after he shaves.
Attic:
What is the character afraid of? Being alone. He doesn’t like to be alone, at all.
How do they deal with bad memories? He’s getting better about it, but he used to cut himself a lot to get rid of the bad feelings. He’s got scars on his arms, both on the top and bottom, but when he met Finny, and then Charles, the scars started to happen less. They still happen, but nowhere near the amount they used to.
What is this character’s role in a horror movie? The guy that says ‘I’ll be right back’, and thus ends his life due to getting caught. LOL.
How do they hide their secrets? If he cuts himself, and doesn’t tell the others, he wears long sleeves. It was Charles’ first tip off that something wasn’t right, because it had been a very warm day. That’s the only secret he keeps, and now it’s only just from Finnian because he doesn’t want his beautiful savior to know just what sort of past he has.
Which of the Seven Deadly Sins does the character relate to most? This is a tough one. My gut is to say pride, because he’s too prideful to admit he’s human. So, let’s just go with that.
Bedroom:
How does this character sleep? (Position, sleeping habits, bedtime routines) He usually sleeps on the edge of the bed, but stays close to his two lovers in their shared bed. If he naps, he’ll sleep on his back in the middle of the bed, surrounding himself with his lover’s scents.
What are their pyjamas like? Pajamas? Who needs those? ;) He usually sleeps in his boxer briefs, if he sleeps with anything on. Usually he strips naked, preferring that over wearing underwear.
What do they dream about usually? He dreams about his two lovers, and sometimes he has nightmares about his ex. Those usually wake the other two up, and then instigate a cuddlefest with Ronald in the middle of his two lovers.
How neat/tidy is this character? Very neat. Sometimes, he forgets to leave his shoes by the door, but a quick scolding from Charles makes him put them back where they belong. It’s never a mean scolding, though. More like a tease.
How affectionate is this character? Very affectionate. He enjoys laying across both of his lovers when they hang out in the living room. Sometimes, he’ll play with Finnian’s hair, if his lover lays on his lap. He just likes being touched, and touching. That carries across the AU’s as well.
Thanks for asking me these. I know you said just T&R, but you know that I love the GOT3 AU a lot, so it was fun answering those (also heartbreaking d’oh).
so i know you've been thinking of phippsfin garden date. how does this sound? “Let me kiss it better." hue hue hue either that or "You're bleeding!" or a combo? IDK. TBQH I WAS JUST TORN BETWEEN WHICH TO SEND FOR PHIPPSFIN DATE so imma let you decide hahaha I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I AM SO UNDESERVING OF YOUR EVERYDAY GIFTS TO ME OTL ILUSMSMSMMSMSM
ilusm anon-chan-san-senpai. Since you were GONE this weekend, I had some time to actually get this finished. :’) I hope you will like what I came up with. I love this AU you a lot. I really love this OT3 al ot, and it’s nice to explore this particular relationship in this AU. I hope you will like what I came up with for this. :’)
Send my muse one of the following (modified for the drabble meme): “Let me kiss it better.“ & “You’re bleeding!”
Part of the GOT3 series
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 3420
It has been a light morning at the shop, which makes Finnian both happy and sad. Happy because he is able to make some of the larger orders set to go out for the weekend, but sad because he would like more business during the day. He heads to the back room to work on some of those large orders for the upcoming weekend, leaving his two capable employees in charge of the front of the store.
He turns on the stereo, bopping around to some new music playing on the pop station. He doesn’t know any of the lyrics, but it doesn’t bother him. He just likes the happy music, because it helps him build happy arrangements. Smiling, he shakes his hips as he grabs a few vases, and a bunch of different flowers from cold storage, before setting them on the table. He grabs a bunch of baby’s breath, and sets it on the table next to the flowers his customer has ordered.
The swinging door opens, one of his employees standing there with a big smile on their face. Finnian looks up and returns the smile. “What is it, Oscar?”
“It looks like we’ve got a customer, Finny. And they’re asking specifically for you.”
Emily appears beside Oscar. “It’s true! Please, come out to the front?” She smiles, and heads back into the shop, leaving Finnian with the other male.
“Alright. Please tell them I’ll be right there?” He holds up his hands. “Gotta wash up first.”
Oscar nods, and heads back into the shop. Finnian looks at the flowers and sighs. Hopefully this customer won’t take too long to accomodate. He goes over to the sink and quickly scrubs his hands, and wipes them off on the apron tied around his waist. Putting on a sincere smile, he pushes the door open, and heads back into the shop.
“Good morning! How may I-” He stops talking when he sees just who the customer is. “Charles!” He smiles brightly, walking over to his boyfriend. “What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”
One of his two boyfriends, Charles Phipps, is standing in the shop, dressed in pants and a sweater. His knees wobble, as he looks at how handsome his boyfriend looks, the smile on his face growing the more he looks at him. Charles approaches him, and places a hand on his shoulder, before leaning down to kiss his cheek.
“Good morning to you too, Finnian.” He looks over at Oscar and Emily. “I’ve come to take your boss away for the rest of the day.” Charles unties the apron around Finnian’s neck, pulling it away from his body. “Please make sure that nothing happens to the shop while he’s gone? He’ll be back first thing tomorrow.”
“But, Charles!” He starts to protest, but stops when his lover holds his fingers up to his lips, instantly silencing him.
“They can manage the orders, Finny.” Sky-blue eyes stare at him, Charles’ smile reaching his eyes. “They always do, whenever I whisk you away like this.”
“Are we going to the garden?!”
Charles sets the apron on the counter, and nods. “We are.” He takes his hand. “I’ve got the car parked outside, and I have a picnic lunch for us.”
“Okay!” He looks over his shoulder, as Charles leads him out of the shop. “Emily, please see to the order I left on the table in the back! Oscar? The store is yours!”
“Bye, boss!” They both wave, the bell ringing to announce Finnian and Charles’ departure from the store.
His boyfriend leads him to his car, opening the door for him. “In you go, Finny.”
“Thank you!” He lifts himself up on his tiptoes, and kisses Charles’ cheek. He takes a seat in the car, Charles closing the door for him.
They make their way towards the garden that Finnian has been wanting to see for a few months. Ever since they installed tulips in the winter, and now it’s the middle of spring, it would be the perfect time to see them. He puts on the pair of sunglasses he keeps in the car, making sure to not grab his other boyfriend’s glasses - Ronald Knox. One time, he mistakenly put them on, and couldn’t see very well because his boyfriend wears prescription lenses.
“Are you excited, Finny?” Charles asks, turning down the radio as they head onto the highway.
Finnian can’t keep the smile off of his face, as he nods his head. “I am! I didn’t think you remembered I wanted to go!”
“I know it’s been a bit since I’ve stolen you away from work.” Charles laments, using his turn signal to merge into the fast lane. “I’m sorry I haven’t been able to take you sooner. I checked, and the tulips are in bloom right now.”
“It’s okay!” Finnian smiles. “I know you’re very busy at work. Does this mean that you and Ronald had your date too?”
He knows that his boyfriend likes to take the both of them out on their own dates, stealing both away from work for the day. “We did. When you were on that large job a few weeks ago.”
“Ah, the Phantomhive job? Oh! I didn’t tell you! He wants me to come up there at the beginning of each season, to help with the landscape of his property.”
Charles looks at him briefly, before turning his eyes to the road. “That’s wonderful, Finny. That must be great for your business, hmm?”
“It is! Wolfram says that our books are so far in the black, we’re good for the next year and a half.” He looks out the window, and watches the landscape zoom by.
“Have any more good news for me?” Charles chuckles, and makes his way towards their exit. “Can you hire more people now?”
Finnian nods. “I can. That means, I might get a weekend off every now and then!”
“I’m pretty sure both Ronald and I would love that very much.” A large hand pants his thigh, making Finnian smile. He places his hand over Charles’, and their fingers intertwine. “I suppose it won’t be for a bit until that happens, though, hmm?”
He nods his head. “You’re right. But, it’s okay! It’s something to look forward to!”
“It sure is.” Charles agrees, before giving his boyfriend’s hand a squeeze and returning it to the wheel.
When they arrive at the garden, the parking lot is nearly empty. Finnian is happy that it won’t be crowded, as he would rather experience the garden with no one else around. “I really appreciate you bringing me here on a Wednesday, Charles.” He unbuckles his belt, and opens the car door.
“I hope we’ll have the place to ourselves.” Charles admits, turning off the car. “Plus, I know today is usually a slow day for you, is it not?”
Finnian nods, and waits for his boyfriend to join him on his side of the car. He reaches for the picnic basket, but Charles shakes his head. “Yes, today has been rather quiet. Emily should be able to get some orders done in peace.”
“I’m glad, Finny.” Charles takes his hand, and they head to the admission booth.
Charles pays for both of their tickets, and they walk inside, Finnian taking note of the displays for the summer festival, along with their autumn and winter specials. “Oh! They’re going to have something for Halloween!” Finnian loves that holiday, and hardly ever gets to do any special arrangements for his business. Seeing someone else do certain things for the holiday seemed too good to pass up. “Could we please go, Charles? Maybe bring Ronald with us??”
“I think that sounds like a delightful idea, Finnian.” They stop at the entrance of the garden. “Shall we eat now? Or, after we walk the grounds?”
“After!” Finnian nods his head. “Please?”
“It is as you wish.” Charles heads into the guest services area, and walks back out a few minutes later without the picnic basket. “Alright, my love, are you ready to go see their tulips display?”
“Yes!”
They walk together, hand in hand, examining the flowers and bushes along the way towards the tulips garden. Finnian gives Charles a lesson about each bloom he admits he likes, which is almost all of them. Finnian doesn’t mind, though. He could talk for hours about each bloom, going into so much detail about each. What he doesn’t see, though, is how Charles looks at him with a look of love and devotion, listening with rapt attention to everything Finnian tells him. Passing over a small bridge, they enter the area where the bulbs had been planted, and Finnian stops in his tracks, overcome with emotion.
“It’s….so….beautiful!” He begins to cry, complete happiness taking over his body as he tries to look at the beautiful blooms in front of him.
There are rows upon rows of tulips, all different colors. Pink tulips, red tulips, yellow, purple, white, blue. Black, maroon, and a few hybrid blooms that are a combination of red and white. He feels Charles step behind him, and sinks back against his chest when he feels his arms wrap around his middle. They stand there, just soaking in the blooming flowers, neither saying a word to one another.
Charles speaks softly into his ear. “I’m so happy these make you so happy, Finnian.”
“They do, Charles! They really, really do.” He sniffles, wiping his eyes. He takes his sunglasses off, and places them in his pocket, to get a true view of the blooms. “The colors are….”
“Beautiful?” His boyfriend finishes for him.
He nods his head, and walks into the garden, being careful to not trample any flowers. He inhales, enjoying the subtle scent of the tulips. It’s not an overpowering smell, such as the smell roses have, but a nice clean note that is barely there. He looks up, and sees Charles is taking a picture of him with his phone, making him laugh.
“Why are you taking a picture??” He asks, moving on to the next row.
“Just want a memory for our date.” Charles smiles, and puts his phone back into his pocket.
They walk through the entire exhibit, Finnian stopping at each new bloom to enjoy their majesty. Not a single person is in the exhibit, except for the two of them. It really couldn’t be a more perfect date, and it fills Finnian’s heart with love, knowing that his boyfriend made all of this possible.
“I love you Charles.” He states, without thinking about it.
His boyfriend looks at him, and smiles. “Well, that’s nice. I love you too, Finnian. May I ask why you decided to tell me that?”
“Because of this!” He smiles, and takes his boyfriend’s hand. “It’s so nice! You know just what I like, and that means so much to me.” He pulls his boyfriend down to his height, and kisses him softly. “Thank you.”
Lips touch his with a second kiss. “Thank you for letting me take you away today.” Charles pulls him close, Finnian loving how his body fits against him in the most perfect way. “Would you like to eat now?”
“Yes, please.” He nods, resting his cheek against the warmth of Charles’ chest. He breathes deeply, preferring the scent of his boyfriend to the scent of the blooms surrounding them. “Food sounds quite nice.”
“Would you like to find a spot in the trees?” Charles asks. “I’m sure I can sweet talk the girls into letting us take our food inside.”
He closes his eyes, and nods his head. “That sounds so nice, Charles. Please?”
“Come on.” Warm lips touch the top of his head, before his boyfriend pulls away from him.
Walking back to the front, Finnian just admires the plants and flowers, completely content. He loves when Charles takes him to see a garden. Even though he works with flowers on a daily basis, to see them in the ‘wild’ really makes him happy. It’s the perfect date, and he would never want Charles to take him anywhere else. After waiting a few minutes outside of the guest services building, Charles walks out, a large smile on his face.
“Shall we go set up in the forest, Finnian?”
His eyes light up. “Oh, yes!”
They take a path not marked, Charles guiding them through the terrain. Finnian follows obediently, his adrenaline beginning to surge through his body, knowing they’re breaking the rules. When they get deep enough into the forest area, Charles sets the picnic basket down, and pulls out a small blanket from it, laying it down on the ground.
“Lunch is served.” Charles says, gesturing for Finnian to take a seat on the spread out blanket.
He plops down, a smile on his face, as he watches Charles take out dish after dish. “We’ll be dining al fresco today, I’m afraid. Roast beef sandwiches, with some pasta salad. Save room for dessert, though, because I baked us something special.” He hands a sandwich to him, wrapped in wax paper.
“It’s perfect, Charles! Thank you so much!” He smiles, and unwraps his lunch, the smell of the roast beef making his tummy growl. “Oh! Excuse me!”
His boyfriend chuckles. “It’s alright, Finny. I know you were up early this morning. We probably should have eaten before we saw the tulips.”
“No! This is perfect.” Finnian says, with a mouth full of roast beef. “Did you bring something to drink?”
A bottle of sparkling water and two cups are pulled from the picnic basket. “I would never forget something to drink.” Charles pours the two of them some sparkling water, and sets the bottle back in the basket. “Cheers, my love. To a wonderful date.”
“Cheers!” Finnian clinks his cup against Charles’, and takes a sip of the bubbly liquid.
After they finish their sandwiches and pasta salad, they both lay down on the blanket and look up at the blue sky. Finnian rests his head on Charles’ shoulder, content as can be. He looks at Charles, and notices he’s got a scratch on his arm, his sleeves rolled up. “Charles! You’re bleeding!”
“What?” His boyfriend asks. “Where?”
“Your arm!” He sits up, and grabs onto his arm. “When did you cut yourself?!” He tries not to panic, but he can hear it in his own voice. He doesn’t like it when he sees blood on either of his lovers - Charles, or Ronald. It is his greatest fear; seeing his lover’s covered in their own blood. Seeing this tiny amount sends him into a blind panic.
“Finnian, I’m okay.” Charles touches his face, grounding him. “It’s nothing, alright? I probably walked into a thorn bush without realizing it. I’m fine.” He strokes his thumb over Finnian’s cheek, sending a pleasant feeling through Finnian’s body.
He bites his lip, and gives a small nod of head. “A-Are you sure?” He asks, still a little worried that Charles may be hurt.
“I’m positive.” He waves his arm around, to show him he’s okay.
Holding out his hand, he looks into Charles’ eyes. “Let me kiss it better.”
Sky-blue eyes turn to a deeper shade of blue, as he holds his arm out for Finnian to examine. Finnian lowers his head, and places his lips against the dried blood, not caring at all. He hears Charles inhale sharply, and starts to place gentle kisses along the scratch.
“We should be careful,” Charles remarks.
Finnian lets his hormones take over, lips traveling down his arm, kissing the palm of Charles’ hand. “No one is around, Charles. Are you afraid someone will come upon us?”
“No.” Charles shakes his head, getting Finnian’s attention. He lifts his head, and looks into his boyfriend’s eyes. “I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop myself from ravaging your body, Finny.”
Lips caress the palm of Charles’ hand, his eyes closing. “I’m not stopping you, Charles.” He lifts his head, and looks into his boyfriend’s eyes.
The next moment, Finnian is on his back, Charles on top of his body, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Finnian lets himself go, knowing that Charles will take care of things, his body responding to the gentle thrusts of Charles’ hips against him. He slides his arms underneath Charles’ arms, and clings to his body, as they frot against one another, the sounds of birds taking flight masking the noises they make for one another.
After both climaxing, soiling their pants, Finnian breaks off their kiss, his breath coming out in short gasps. Charles places his forehead against his, as they both try and regain their composure together. Finnian starts to laugh, utter happiness taking over his body. Charles joins in with him, the two of them laughing, not a care in the world affecting their disposition.
“I love you so much, Finnian.” Charles kisses him softly, rubbing their noses together.
“I love you too, Charles!” He replies, a bright smile on his face. “I’m glad I wore my blank pants today!”
Both men laugh at the comment, for they both know what it means. They both have sticky underwear, but neither complain as they pack up the picnic basket. Finnian stands up, and holds his hand out to Charles, lifting him up with ease.
“I’m always amazed by your strength.” Charles remarks, after placing the blanket they had been laying on back into the picnic basket. “Are you ready to head home?”
Finnian nods his head. “I am. This has been the most wonderful day, Charles!” He hugs his boyfriend tightly.
“I think it’s been pretty nice, as well.” Charles returns the embrace.
They walk back to the car, stopping at the tulip garden, so that Finnian could see them with his eyes one last time. When they get to the car, Charles opens the passenger side for him, allowing him to sit down first. Finnian reclines his seat, yawning softly.
“Get some sleep. It looks like it will take us about an hour to get back home.” Charles remarks, placing his phone on the holder on his dashboard.
He nods, and turns towards Charles. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“Not at all.” Charles smiles, and then starts the car.
The next thing that Finnian is aware of is Charles carrying him up the flight of stairs to their apartment. “C-Charles?” He mumbles, his head resting against his shoulder. “Are we home?”
“We are.” His boyfriend informs him. “Would you like me to put you to bed when we get inside?”
Finnian nods his head. “Yes, please.”
When they get inside, Finnian hears the voice of his other boyfriend. “Finny? Is everything okay, Charles?” Ronald asks, clearly worried.
“He’s fine. Just a little tired. Been a long day for him.” Charles kisses Ronald with a quick kiss on the lips. “How was your day?”
Ronald’s frown disappears, and is replaced by a smile. “It was good. Finny? How were the tulips?”
“They were so nice, Ronald!” He smiles, tilting his head to look at him properly. “But, I’m sleepy. I think Charles is taking me to the bedroom.”
His other boyfriend laughs. “Glad to hear you had fun. Tell me all about it when you wake up, beautiful?”
“I will!” Finnian nods his head, laughing when he hears his nickname. “I love you, Ronald! And, Charles!” He can’t forget the man who is holding him in his arms.
Both men chuckle. “We love you too, Finnian.” Charles answers for the both of them. “Come on, let’s get you comfortable.”
“Okay!”
When he wakes up a second time, both of his boyfriends are laying next to him, the room pitch black, except for the light from the streetlamp coming through the blinds on their window. Finnian looks at both of his boyfriends, and can’t help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world. He hopes that the next garden date, Charles will bring the both of them to see the Halloween decorations. Finnian knows that Ronald will like that exhibit, and he knows Charles will be happy to see the two of them happy. Finnian isn’t sure how he lucked out, but he thanks whatever deity is up above for bringing both of these wonderful men into his life, and making it so much richer. He loves both men with all of his heart and soul, and couldn’t imagine his life without the two of them by his side.
