𓏲ּ𝄢 the holy trinity
♯┆sasuke x reader x zuko x megumi .ᐟ 18+ part two.
ᝰ.ᐟ when your boyfriend, sasuke, suggests a threesome with his roommate, megumi, you're more than a little interested. a party of three quickly turns into a party of four when zuko shows interest in you at a function. sasuke is a CUCK!!! sasuke and megumi are kind of homosexual. oral (m! and f!receiving). brief cowgirl, eiffel tower, doggy, missionary. dubcon (everyone is drunk). modern au.
a/n: i actually hate this fic but now im free thank god thank god thank god my laptop is currently broken so im ngl i wrote this on the library computers #fml anyways im sorry i cut the smut short im lowk bad at writing smut and it keeps stumping me................ill improve soon dattebayo! sidenote my birthday is in two weeks!
part one.
you’re sure your pupils are blown wide open as you watch the scene in front of you—megumi and sasuke making out. what started off as a hesitant, unsure kiss has turned into something passionate, and you’re not sure if you wanna join or continue to watch. you never, not even in your wildest dreams, thought this would happen. you never thought they’d be down for this. your mind is spinning but you can’t bring yourself to care about the aftermath right now.
they pull away, panting, lips glistening with each other's saliva. you almost don’t want them to stop, but the thought is quickly pushed away when they both turn their focus back on you. you’re sat on megumi’s bed now, your eyes wide. sasuke smirks at the sight of you, stepping close. “you’re enjoying this too much.” he mumbles, looming over you. you tilt your head up to look at him, chuckling breathlessly. “i’m a little lost for words.” you admit, pressing your cheek against his stomach. he hums, running his fingers through your hair. “do you want to continue?” he asks.
you nod a little too quickly, earning an amused huff from megumi. they both sit down on either side of you, and you’re unsure of who to look at. sasuke decides for you, grabbing your jaw and pulling your face towards his. he kisses you deep and slow, trying to convey his emotion through his actions. you melt into it, sliding one hand into his hair. you shift on the bed, turning your body towards him completely, gripping the front of his shirt with your free hand. it’s not long before you feel megumi press against your back. he brushes your hair away from your neck, his lips meeting the soft skin there. you shiver, reaching one hand back to grab onto any part of megumi that you can find. he wraps an arm around your waist, keeping you pressed against him as he starts to kiss every inch of skin he can reach.
however, his hands start to wander, sliding up to cup your chest, then up to your neck, before finally reaching your jaw; pulling you away from sasuke. you break the kiss with a gasp, not having a moment to catch your breath before megumi is tilting your head back to kiss him instead. you make a sound against his mouth, twisting your body to be more comfortable. sasuke watches with an unreadable expression, keeping his hands to himself. megumi tugs at you, wordlessly asking you to move. you obey, breaking the kiss to straddle him. he leans back against the headboard, no words spoken as he pulls you back into a kiss. your hands wander across his body, brain fuzzy. a part of you still feels weird and guilty about touching someone like this that isn’t sasuke, but with the way his hand is sliding under your shirt right now, you’re sure he’s enjoying the view.
you gasp into megumi’s mouth as sasuke’s cold hand finds your breast, playing around with your nipple. however, he pulls his hand away after a few seconds. you break away from megumi, looking over your shoulder to see what he’s up to. you watch as sasuke pulls his shirt off, eyebrows raising in both shock and amusement when you feel megumi’s cock twitch under you. a part of you wonders if the two of them have also been dancing around each other for a while. his pants come off next, and you can see the outline of his hard cock clearly now that he’s in just his boxers. you move away from megumi, sliding off the bed and onto your knees in front of your boyfriend. he looks down at you with slightly parted lips, hand reaching down to free himself. he pumps his cock lazily a few times and you open your mouth, tongue reaching out to give him a lick.
he inhales sharply when you tease his tip, letting you take control. you slowly stroke him with your hand, your mouth continuing to tease only the head of his cock. you watch his reactions carefully, as always, but now you’re watching megumi too. it’s not long before his own cock is out, being stroked slowly as he focuses on the way you’re starting to take more and more of sasuke’s length. both of them start breathing heavily, and you start feeling a little shy from the way they’re staring at you. sasuke's hand slides into your hair, holding your head still.
"c-can i..?" he breathes out. you hum approvingly around his cock, knowing what he's asking for. he begins to thrust up into your mouth, being careful to watch your expressions so that he doesn't overdo it. you can tell he's holding himself back more than usual right now—assuming he doesn't want to wear you out before you get a chance to do anything with megumi. he groans under his breath as you relax your throat for him, letting him use you. your eyes flicker over to megumi, who's pumping his cock at a rapid pace now, brows furrowed.
you reach out your hand—a sign to come closer—and he obeys immediately. he shifts so that he's sat right next to sasuke, a faint red tinting the tips of his ears. you move your left hand up to wrap around his cock, stroking it to the best of your ability with the way that sasuke is fucking your face right now. your eyes sting with tears but you're determined to make sasuke come, so you push through it. his head his thrown back, pants and low sounds leaving him.
megumi is watching you, his lip between his teeth, fists clenched tightly around the sheets. "fuck...close," sasuke breathes out, his hips picking up their pace. you release megumi to hold onto sasuke's thighs, doing whatever you can to speed up the process. he finally comes with a groan, his grip in your hair loosening. you pull back with a gasp, having already swallowed. sasuke's face is flushed, breathing heavy, his hand sliding out of your hair completely to cup your face instead. he caresses your cheek lovingly for a moment, focused on just you, before looking at megumi.
"enjoy the show?" he murmurs. megumi blushes a little harder, huffing. "shut up..." he grumbles. sasuke just smirks, tucking himself back into his boxers. you stand, looming over the two of them now. you pull your shirt off in one quick movement, all of your previous reluctance gone. megumi and sasuke have similar reactions, looking almost hungry. you gently push on megumi's shoulder, making him lay back.
he lets you, breaths coming a little quicker. you straddle him again, dragging yourself against his exposed cock. he hisses, hands sliding up your thighs. "gumi..." you murmur, kissing his neck. he breathes your name in response, grip tightening on your hips. you look at sasuke, biting your lip. "can we...?" you trail off, the implication clear. he just looks at you two silently before nodding slowly, his eyes moving from your chest to megumi's cock nestled between your thighs, obviously aroused.
you hum, kissing megumi. "and you? you wanna do this?" you make sure, undoing your bra. "uhhh..." he trails off, swallowing hard while his focus remains solely on your breasts spilling out now that your bra has been tossed aside. "y-yeah.." he whispers. you chuckle, pressing your chest against his. "good." you whisper back, kissing his neck. you start to unbutton his shirt, one by one, revealing his pale skin beneath. you push the shirt open, running your hands up his chest. you lean back into a sitting position, letting him tug his shirt off fully. you lift your hips off after unbuttoning your jeans, pulling them off.
now, you sit there completely naked. you feel a little shy, but you're going to ignore it, enjoying the position of power that you have right now. megumi looks up at you in what could only be described as complete and utter awe, pupils blown wide open. sasuke tosses you a condom, leaning back. "don't forget." he mutters. "right." you breathe, opening the packet. you take the condom, slowly rolling it onto megumi's length. he lets out a breath, nails digging into the skin of your thighs.
"uhm...are you ready?" you stammer. you're not used to having sex with other guys, of course, so you're not sure if he's expecting anything else. you and sasuke don't usually have time for foreplay, but you know it's expected usually. but megumi just nods feverishly, obviously desperate to be inside of you. sparing one last glance at sasuke, you grab megumi's cock, slowly letting yourself sink onto the tip. he whimpers, one hand going up to cover his mouth. it feels different. you slowly take more and more, your greedy hole swallowing his cock, until you eventually bottom out.
he whines when you give an experimental roll of your hips, throwing his head back. "w-wait...feels so- ah..good." he pants, brows furrowed. "can't...give me a sec..." he grits out, trying to get himself under control. you brace yourself against his chest, staying still as requested. once again, your eyes seek out sasuke. as much as you want megumi, he's not sasuke. but you won't say it out loud. sasuke is watching calmly, already half hard. he leans over, pecking your lips, before he kisses megumi again. your pussy tightens at the sight, making megumi moan.
he pats your thigh, a sign that you can begin moving, and so you do. you set a slow pace, not wanting to tire yourself up yet. megumi is whining into sasuke's mouth, hips jerking up against yours. you pant softly, feeling incredibly aroused by the situation. out of everything that could've happened today, this never would've been a single one of your guesses. you gradually speed up, need beginning to overtake your body. sasuke breaks away from megumi, starting to stroke his own cock again.
"gumi, i- ah fuck..." you pant. your legs are burning but you can't stop, his cock hitting that spot inside of you perfectly. but he notices your pace starting to dwindle, and he stops you with his hands on your hips. he gently pushes you back onto the bed, wanting you on your stomach. you oblige, stomach fluttering in anticipation. but instead of megumi, it's sasuke that slams into you. you gasp out a moan, hands flying out to grab the mattress. "fuck!" you moan, lifting your head back to look at him. "fuck, sorry..." he groans out, starting to thrust into you.
megumi walks to the other side of the bed, gently gripping your hair to get your attention. his cock hangs heavy, tempting you. his expression is full of needy expectation, silently begging you to suck him off. you take the bait, wrapping your lips around his cock. he hisses, head falling back as his grip tightens. you don't have the greatest control on the head you're giving megumi with the way that sasuke is slamming his cock into you, jolting your body, the pleasure making it hard to focus on anything else.
your eyes are watering, throat burning, ass stinging from the force at which sasuke's hips are slamming against it. due to the edging from earlier, it takes only a few minutes for megumi to be cumming down your throat, a strangled moan escaping him. with your mouth empty, your previously muffled sounds turn into loud moans of sasuke's name, fingers clutching at the bedsheets. he leans over you, caging you against the mattress, low grunts muffled against your shoulder. "fuck– ah, so close!" you moan.
"mhm," is all the response he gives you, trying to maintain his pace. his tip prodding at your cervix feels so good, cock rubbing against your walls. "fuckfuckfuckfuck– m'coming!" you gasp, your orgasm hitting you like a truck. you clamp down around his cock hard, making him hiss. he thrusts into you harder, pushing himself back onto his hands. and before you know it, he's spilling into you. you all take a moment to come down, the room falling silent save for the sounds of your collective breathing.
"you didn't wear a condom?" you blink, suddenly realizing that he came inside of you. "gave you my last one." he smirks slightly, sitting down beside you. on the opposite end of the bed sits megumi, gently running his hands through your hair. you huff at sasuke's response, kicking at him. he grabs your leg, pressing it down against the mattress. "your fantasies fulfilled?" he teases megumi, who groans, blushing. "shut up." he grumbles.
the next couple of weeks are...unexpected. you didn't know what you thought would happen after that time, but it wasn't this. it seems your relationship with sasuke has...opened—to include megumi. he's stopped avoiding you now. on the contrary, he's usually always there when you go to their dorms. and unlike before, the hangouts aren't just you guys chilling. they're heated, intimate, confusing. you don't know how long this will last, and a part of you is still anxious, worried about your relationship with sasuke.
but, you can't get yourself to give it too much thought right now. you're right where you want to be.
"tonight?" you hum, confirming the date of the party that you've been invited to. your friend responds on the other end of the line, phone pressed to your cheek. sasuke has an arm draped around your waist, while megumi's head rests on your lap. something is playing on the laptop, but none of you are paying attention. "alright. i'll be there." you confirm, earning an excited exclamation from your friend before the line cuts. "be where?" sasuke speaks up.
"mm, house party. do you guys wanna come?" you inquire. they share a look before megumi shrugs. "i guess." he mumbles. "really? that's unexpected." you chuckle. "where is it?" sasuke inquires, eyes shutting. "uhhh...i think it's being hosted by one of naruto's friends." you shrug, not really sure. sasuke scoffs, burying his face into your neck. "great." he mutters. you roll your eyes at his antics, running your hand through his hair. "don't be grumpy. you don't have to come."
he opens his eyes, tilting his head back to look at you. he shrugs, cheek pressed to your shoulder. "i'll go."
a few hours later, your mind is hazy from the shots you've downed. you're not drunk—you learnt your lesson during your freshman year—but there's a pleasant buzz running through your veins. you're in the kitchen, hip leaned against the counter, laughing with one of your friends. "no, i know! i told him to fuck off, but i didn't really mean it." she giggles conspiratorially, explaining her most recent encounter with her...you don't really know what they are to each other, but you enjoy hearing the drama regardless.
"but enough about that. how are things with sasuke?" she asks curiously, taking a sip out of her red solo cup. your smile softens, affection bubbling up in your chest at the mention of your boyfriend. "oh, y'know. he's still sasuke—hot, dreamy, sexy." you grin. your friend laughs, scrunching her face up in faux disgust. "gross, shut up." she teases before a cheeky expression crosses her face. "is his hot roommate still single?"
the question makes you pause, your smile fading slightly. something uncomfortable twists in your chest at the question, and you're unsure why. megumi is...a friend. with benefits, you suppose. so he's allowed to date other people. hell, you have a whole boyfriend yourself. so why does the thought of him being with someone else make you nauseous? forcing a chuckle, you shake your head. "i dunno. i think he's involved with someone, but i couldn't tell you any more than that." your friend lets out a disappointed tut, humming thoughtfully. "sucks. but it's fine—plenty of other hot guys on campus."
you feel a little relief at her casualness, reassured that her feelings for him were nothing serious. "speaking of, have you seen zuko recently?" she smirks. you tilt your head at the mention of him, mumbling a 'no'. zuko and you have...history? in high school, everybody thought he liked you—but you guys were such close friends that you were convinced that everyone was misreading the situation. and when you got with sasuke, he slowly faded into the background of your life. although you guys have been at the same college all these years, the friendship never picked back up.
"he's so hot now, [name]. it's too bad you're chained down to uchiha." she sighs dramatically, shaking her head with exaggerated sympathy. you chuckle, nudging her shoulder. "hush. i'm right where i need to be." you grin. "yeah, yeah. we all know how much you wuv your boyfriend," she mocks, grabbing your hand. "but you gotta check this out." she insists.
you huff as she starts dragging you out of the kitchen and into the living room, which is packed with sweaty college students, all under the influence. you both push through them, making your way to the other end of the room. there, you recognize the face of zuko but...he definitely has changed. he's not as skinny as he used to be in high school—his tall frame having filled out quite nicely with muscle. his hair is also quite long now, highlighting his unfairly perfect bone structure. he's busy talking to some other guy, though neither of them seem that interested in the conversation.
"zuko." your friend calls out, coming to a stop a few feet away. he lifts his gaze to look at her, eyes flickering to you. he seems caught off guard by your presence, but he smiles nonetheless. "hey." he replies, giving a dismissive nod to whoever he was with. "hey. long time no see." you grin, feeling a strange sense of nostalgia at the sight of his smile. "yeah." he chuckles, crossing his arms. "how've you two been?"
"oh, i've been great! but you know what? i think i'm gonna go eat something." your friend says with too much innocence, making you side eye her. the smile she gives you could rival the cheshire cat as she slips back into the crowd, leaving you alone with zuko. you chuckle awkwardly, looking back up at him. "you've definitely changed a lot." you note, eyes trailing over him for a moment. "you haven't." you force your misbehaving eyes to meet his again, a thoughtful look crossing your face. "you don't think so?" you ask. he shakes his head, a slight smile creeping back. "nah. but it's good, if you ask me. means you stayed true to yourself."
you give him an amused look, huffing. "right. i don't think it's that meaningful, but i'm glad you think so." you tease, making him roll his eyes. "i'm just saying! you've definitely grown up, but you're fundamentally the same from what i'm picking up." he defends. "oh, am i? i'm glad you've got such a good read on me." you giggle. he huffs out a laugh, leaning a little closer subconsciously. "i always have." he shrugs, and you nod sagely. "of course. i always knew you should've gotten into psychology. you're an empath." you say, mustering as much seriousness into your tone as possible. he laughs properly this time, eyes crinkling. "you're insufferable."
you laugh a little too, shrugging. "on second thought, maybe not. you have your own issues to sort, considering you can't even accept a genuine, good natured compliment." you sigh sadly. "uh huh. i'm sure that's what that was." he raises an eyebrow.
"there you are." comes sasuke's voice as he shows up behind you, hand naturally settling at your waist. zuko's expression falls a little as he lays eyes on your boyfriend. he knew you two were still together, having heard status updates from mutual friends for years. yet, he still feels disappointment at seeing you two together—it's why he couldn't stay your friend after you'd gotten into a relationship.
"sasuke." zuko greets, voice a lot less animated than it was just moments ago. sasuke simply nods in response. he's never been zuko's biggest fan. not because he'd ever done anything wrong, necessarily, but because sasuke knew. everybody knew. zuko had spent the better part of high school hopelessly into you, and while you'd somehow remained completely oblivious to it, sasuke hadn't. it would've been impressive if it wasn't so painfully obvious.
you, thankfully, remain entirely unaware of the tension. "you guys know each other?" you ask, glancing between them. "not really." zuko shrugs. sasuke hums. you snort, a little amused by how standoffish they both are. zuko's gaze immediately shifts toward you at the sound. it's subtle—so subtle that most people probably wouldn't notice it. sasuke notices though. of course he does.
megumi notices too when he finally appears beside you, drink in hand. "what'd i miss?" he asks.
"apparently, zuko thinks i'm awesome for standing strong against peer pressure." you explain teasingly, making megumi raises an eyebrow. zuko scoffs. "i don't know why i let people talk to me." he grumbles. "because you like attention." you grin immediately. it's familiar. comfortably familiar. for a second, you're fifteen again, sitting beside him in history class, stealing his notes because you forgot to do the reading—listening to him complain about teachers he secretly liked.
you hadn't realized how much you'd missed him until now. the realization settles strangely in your chest, because you've missed people before. friends drift apart all the time, but this feels different. your friend wasn't wrong. zuko has changed.
he's grown into himself in a way that made him difficult to ignore. he carries himself differently now—more confidence, less anger. less desperation to prove himself. and unfortunately, he was ridiculously attractive. you immediately shove that thought into a mental box and lock it—you already have enough boy problems.
before you can think of something to say to break the tension, sasuke's arm slides around your waist again. the motion is casual, but something about it makes zuko's smile falter for a fraction of a second. you almost miss it. almost. and suddenly, you're reminded of every conversation you'd had in high school. every friend insisting zuko liked you. every accusation you'd laughed off. every look that maybe, in hindsight, meant more than you'd realized. ...no. surely not. right?
forcing a smile, you put some distance between you and sasuke, clearing your throat. "we should hang out sometime, zuko. it's been forever." you offer. he nods, though he's not focused on you right now. "yeah, we should." he agrees, exhaling slowly. "tomorrow?" you ask before you can overthink it. "or whenever you're free."
he glances at sasuke, then megumi, then back at you. "...sure." he hums. "great." you beam. "i'll text you." he nods once more, though he still looks mildly uncomfortable by the whole thing.
it turns out scheduling four college students is significantly harder than expected. the next afternoon, you discover sasuke has a lab. or megumi has a review session. or zuko works until six. uh oh, you have an essay due at midnight. the day after that, zuko has an exam. the day after that, megumi picks up an extra shift.
by the end of the week, you're beginning to think the universe simply doesn't want this reunion to happen. "just invite him over after class." naruto suggests over lunch, shoveling noodles into his mouth. "to their dorm?" you question. "yeah." you hesitate.
most of your time there has always been...private. movie nights, studying, naps, the occasional meal when nobody feels like leaving. and more recently, things have become even blurrier. bringing somebody else into it feels oddly intimate.
"that weird?" naruto asks, sending your hesitation. "...a little." he gives you a look. "bro, lock in. it's a dorm room, not your marital home." he grumbles. you throw a french fry at him.
it's now been two weeks since the party and you've given up on the idea of you hanging out as a group. you were originally gonna hang out with him alone, but you could sense that sasuke wasn't comfortable with that, so you wanted to make it a group thing first. that way, he'll see there's nothing to worry about! but alas, your plans never came to fruition.
you're currently in megumi's bed, scrolling on tiktok lazily. megumi and sasuke are sat on the other bed, trying to decide what to get for dinner. at this point, you're at their place more than your own, but you still chud around. real house concerns aren't your problem. "can we just get takeout?" you suggest, dropping your phone onto your stomach. "no." sasuke says shortly, not even bothering to look at you.
you huff, sitting up a little straighter. "why not? i don't wanna go down to the dining hall." you complain, tilting your head. he rolls his eyes, meeting your gaze. "we've been ordering fast food for like, a week. you're broke and unhealthy." he says bluntly, making you scoff. "you're a very unkind man."
he ignores your remark, but megumi shoots you an amused glance. "you've had too many stomachaches this week to still want takeout." he sighs, standing and flopping onto you. you chuckle, falling back, legs spreading to accommodate him. "i'm a boss. stomachaches are a problem for future me." you reason. "you're silly." he mumbles, nudging his nose against yours before he kisses you. it's slow and soft, almost sweet in nature. that's the difference you've noticed.
when sasuke kisses you, it's always so...breathtaking. so deep. but with megumi, it's sweet—leaving you grinning rather than blushing. when you open your eyes again, sasuke's moved, looming over the two of you. "dining hall is serving a bunch of shit today." he sighs, sitting down on the edge of the bed. you wiggle over, making more room for him. he lays down beside you, and you immediately seek him out, resting your head on his shoulder. "so takeout time?" you grin. you see him glance at you from the corner of his eye, amusement badly masked.
unexpectedly, the door opens. zuko's standing there, and he looks a little...alarmed, almost, at what he sees. you're cuddling sasuke, your boyfriend—normal. but his roommate is on top of you, hand under your shirt. the four of you are frozen, staring at each other. "uhm..." zuko finally clears his throat, looking away. "sorry. you'd told me earlier that it was always unlocked, so..." he trails off, running a hand down his face. "is this a bad time? i can go. i think i'll go." and he's already reaching for the door to close it when he finishes talking.
you nudge megumi away, sitting up, clearing your throat. "nono, come in! we're trying to decide what to get for dinner." you smile, trying to ignore how unbelievably awkward this is. zuko hesitates, but the way you're looking at him...with a sigh, he enters the dorm, shutting the door. he lingers by the entrance, but you crawl over sasuke, standing. "sit wherever." you hum, putting a few things away. he sits down on the chair at the study table, giving you a small smile. you sit far away from sasuke and megumi, relaxing your shoulders.
"so, any suggestions?" you ask. "huh?" he blinks. "for dinner. we've tried classic fastfood joints, indian, chinese, thai, japanese..." you list off, recalling the dinners you've had recently. he chuckles quietly. "quite a variety." he nods before letting out a thoughtful hum, tilting his head. "pizza?"
you snort, grinning. "y'know what? sure." you shrug, looking towards the other two. "you guys chill with that?" you ask. they both shrug, which is their way of saying yes when they wanna be nonchalant. "cool." you nod, pulling your phone out. "i'll order."
"pepperoni." megumi says. "half vegetarian." sasuke adds at the exact same time. you stare at them. "you guys have been roommates for three years and still can't agree on toppings?"
"he has bad taste." sasuke says flatly. "he thinks mushrooms belong on pizza." megumi shoots back. "they do." megumi scoffs. "they absolutely do not."
zuko watches the exchange quietly before letting out a laugh. all three of you turn to look at him. he immediately clears his throat. "...sorry."
"no, keep laughing at them." you grin, already opening the app. "they argue about food at least twice a day."
"once." sasuke corrects.
"minimum."
"whatever."
you finish putting the order in before tossing your phone beside you. "forty-five minutes." you announce. megumi groans dramatically. "i'm starving." he complains. you roll your eyes before glancing at zuko. "right. this is megumi—sasuke's roommate." you then look at megumi. "this is zuko. we were best friends in high school." they both give each other a brief nod before silence settles over the room. the awkwardness feels like quicksand, making you desperate to claw your way out.
so, naturally, you ask, "do you guys wanna play a drinking game?"
sasuke gives you a look, sitting up properly. "we're not college freshmen at a party." he says dryly. you roll your eyes, fishing out the bottle of vodka you know they keep under sasuke's bed. "it'll be funnnn. c'mon." you insist, sitting down on the floor. a sigh leaves them collectively but they don't argue, sitting down by you.
"okay. truth or drink." sasuke immediately pinches the bridge of his nose. "of course." he mutters. "i picked something easy so nobody cries." you shrug. "that's reassuring." you ignore him. "i'll start." everyone waits. "...zuko." you point dramatically. "have you ever cheated on anyone?" he blinks. "no."
"see? easy." you say, pleased. "i've literally only dated one person." he goes on to say. "still." he shrugs. "your turn." his eyes drift around the circle before landing on megumi. "truth or drink?" he asks. "truth."
"have you ever been arrested?" you bark out a laugh. sasuke looks genuinely interested in the answer. megumi sighs. "...technically." you sit bolt upright, unaware of this. "technically?!" you gasp, making him roll his eyes. "it wasn't serious." he grumbles. "you got arrested?" you ask again. "detained." he corrects.
"megumi!" he rubs the back of his neck. "i punched somebody." zuko slowly nods. "right." sasuke doesn't even look surprised. "called it." megumi rolls his eyes, sighing. "sasuke, truth or drink?" he questions, an irritated tinge to his voice. sasuke smirks, dragging the bottle toward himself. "drink." he shrugs, taking a long sip of the vodka. megumi scoffs, snatching the bottle.
one hour, five shots, and a whole pizza later, the four of you are getting along swimmingly. "okay, okay- my turn." sasuke interjects in between your giggles, cheeks a little flushed. "zuko, truth or drink?" zuko pretends to think it over for a moment before chuckling to himself, mumbling 'truth'. sasuke pauses, considering his words. he knows you're gonna be mad, but the alcohol has loosened his tongue.
"how long did you like [name] for?" he asks, so sure of himself—so sure that zuko liked you. "sasuke, stop." you mumble, feeling the light atmosphere start to get weighed down. zuko looks at all of you slowly, and you think he's going to deny it, like always, when, "three years."
everyone goes quiet. your heart is pounding because of his answer, and you suddenly can't look at him. three years? he liked you for three years? then, sasuke hums. he's so casual, you'd've thought that zuko told him the weather. "okay. your turn." he shrugs. zuko exhales lowly, looking at you. "truth or drink?" he asks. you're getting whiplash, but you force yourself to speak. "truth."
"did you ever like me back?" once again, you're lost for words. this time, even sasuke looks a little surprised. megumi isn't looking at any of you, awkwardly scrolling on his phone. you chuckle nervously, taking a sip of the vodka. the burn has dulled now, no longer making you flinch as it runs down your throat. "i'm not answering. stop making it weird, guys." you mumble. "no, c'mon. answer." sasuke urges. you shoot him a glare, not appreciating how he's been instigating for the past few minutes. "fine." you huff. "yeah, i did."
"when?" zuko asks. "i'm not telling—that wasn't part of the question. megumi, truth or drink?" you ask sharply, beginning to grow a little upset. megumi blinks, putting his phone away. "uhhh...drink." he shrugs. you hand him the bottle, from which he takes another sip. "sasuke?" he redirects his attention. "truth."
the game continues on longer than it should've. at this point, nobody is really choosing to drink anymore—instead, opting out of questions through grumbles and quick turns in the conversation. everyone is drunk enough for it to slide.
the four of you shifted around absentmindedly until your knees are almost touching zuko's. he notices first, his gaze flickering downward and then back up. neither of you moves. the alcohol has settled into a warm haze behind your eyes. enough to quiet your thoughts without drowning them completely.
dangerous territory. you know that. because when you glance at him now, you don't just see your best friend from high school. you see the way he's grown into himself. the way he still looks at you like you're saying something worth listening to. the way he answered sasuke's question without lying. three years.
usually, you wouldn't entertain thoughts like this—you're loyal, despite recent events. it's because of those events that you're thinking about it. considering how sasuke encouraged your physical relationship with megumi, seemingly enjoying it, you wonder if he'd react similarly to zuko. "you're gone." zuko mumbles, noticing how much you're swaying back and forth.
you chuckle, leaning back on your hands. "i don't even wanna try to stand right now." you sigh. at this point, sasuke and megumi are occupied, having picked up a facetime call from naruto. zuko smiles slightly, tilting his head. "remember the first time i drank?" he asks, making you giggle. you nod, recalling how he'd taken too many shots too quickly, and how he was immobile one hour later. you have a lot of fond memories of him like that, you think.
falling into a comfortable rhythm, you and zuko begin reminiscing on your teenage years together, that old intimacy bubbling up again. you don't notice that sasuke and megumi are off the phone now, or that you're leaning into zuko now. he doesn't seem to notice either—not until there's barely any space left between you.
it's sasuke who notices first. from beside you, you feel his attention settle on the two of you. he doesn't interrupt. megumi follows his gaze, his mind swimming. he looks from you to zuko, then quietly lowers the bottle onto the carpet. the room seems unusually still.
zuko searches your face for something. permission, hesitation, regret? he finds none of them. instead, he finds you looking back. just as uncertain, just as curious, just as unwilling to be the first one to pull away.
his hand shifts against the floor, stopping only a few inches from yours. close enough that your fingers brush when you adjust your balance. the contact is fleeting. and yet neither of you moves afterward.
you hear sasuke exhale softly beside you, making you snap out of it. you pull away, looking back at your boyfriend. sasuke stares at you for a long moment before tilting his head, whispering, "go on." you swallow roughly, feeling less hesitation than you had with megumi. zuko, however, looks completely thrown. is he hearing this right? your boyfriend telling you to kiss him—zuko?
you look back at him, lips parting, leaning back in. "zuko..." you breathe, gaze focused on his lips. "[name], i..." he swallows, looking unsure. you kiss him anyway. you give him a chance to pull away, of course, but he doesn't. the second your lips meet his, his concern about your relationship disappears, desperation overtaking him. he's been wanting this since he was what—14? 15? and now you're here, mouth pressed against his. he can taste you, feel your soft breaths between kisses, feel your soft skin beneath his palm as it rests against your cheek, taste the vodka.
he breaks away, shooting an experimental glance at both sasuke and megumi, who seem to be...enjoying this? before he can think too much about it though, you're whining, pulling him back. god, did he die and go to heaven? you're kissing him so sweetly, mouth needy—it's surreal. he never thought he'd be here. but his fantasy is shattered when megumi pulls your attention away, tugging you towards him to steal a kiss for himself. zuko feels a mix of confusion, jealousy, and...a third thing he can't quite place.
sasuke smirks, shifting closer to the three of you from where he was sitting. "what, can't handle it?" he taunts, making zuko scoff. "what's your problem?" zuko shoots back, a little frustrated at sasuke's demeanor. how is he so okay with letting a girl like you be with other men? zuko doesn't get it. but he won't argue right now—he wouldn't have gotten to kiss you had it not been for sasuke's strange desires.
megumi pulls away from you, kissing down your neck instead. sasuke shrugs, taking the opportunity to stake his claim by kissing you before zuko could. you moan into his mouth, pulling away from megumi entirely to straddle your boyfriend. you feel him smirk against your mouth as he cups your waist, matching your eagerness.
before you know it, you're laying on megumi's bed, your shirt gone. zuko and sasuke are looming over you, and you're somewhat aware of megumi beside you. the alcohol is making your mind fuzzy—having a hard time focusing on anything aside from the ache between your legs.
zuko is hastily undoing his belt while sasuke kisses your neck, fingers tugging your sweatpants down your hips. zuko pushes his own pants and boxers down, cock springing free. sasuke moves out of the way, letting zuko settle between your legs. his breathing is heavy, eyes wide, face flushed. he whispers your name, leaning in to cage you against the bed. "can i..." he swallows, one hand hovering over your lower body. "can i please...?" his voice breaks.
you nod quickly, spreading your legs wider for him. he exhales shakily as his gaze drops to your clothed cunt, eyes fixated on the wet spot dampening your panties. he gently peels them off with shaky hands, breath catching as he bares you to himself. you're soaked, slick coating your pussy invitingly. "fuck...are you sure?" he whispers again, as if he can't believe that this is happening.
"zuko, please. i want you." you assure him, feeling a little dizzy as you lift your head up. he kisses you sweetly before beginning to kiss down your neck, hands situated at your waist. his breath is hot against your skin, the kisses growing sloppier as he goes lower. you bite your lip as he settles between your legs, letting your thighs cushion his head. his breath fans against your sensitive pussy but his gaze is burning into your own, fingers gently wrapped around your thighs. he places a kiss close to your clit, just a few centimeters shy—testing the waters.
your breathing is heavy and shaky, one hand sliding through his hair, the other in sasuke's. he's watching this all intensely, fingers tangled with yours tightly. megumi is somewhere in the room too but you can't bring yourself to look away from zuko to check. a whine escapes you as he licks a stripe up your cunt, his grip on your thighs tightening to keep you still. it's all the encouragement he needs to start devouring you, eating you out like he's been wanting this for years—which he probably has.
you moan and writhe beneath him, tugging harshly at his long hair—which only seems to encourage him. your breath is stolen by a kiss, however, when sasuke decides he wants your attention again. you struggle to kiss him back but you try your best, trying to ground yourself in the familiar sensation of your boyfriend.
"fuck...does he eat that pussy better than i do?" he rasps against your lips, low enough for only you to hear. you frantically shake your head—although, you're not in a position to fairly assess anything right now. sasuke lets out a pleased hum, kissing your neck. there's a difference in how he acts around zuko and megumi. he's not possessive when megumi is the one touching you.
speaking of, you hazily open your eyes, trying to focus. you spot him on the other bed, cock in hand, eyes locked on you. the sight, coupled with zuko's mouth, makes you moan louder than before, your chest heaving as the pleasure continues to build. "zuko- fuck, i'm close." you gasp out, instinctively trying to shut your legs. he doesn't let you though, prying them apart as he hums against you. the combination of his mouth on your pussy, sasuke's lips exploring your neck, and megumi's gaze, has you falling apart.
as you come down from your high, zuko peppers soft kisses against your thigh, slowly moving his way back up your body. "do you need a second?" he whispers against your lips, caging you in again. you shake your head, feeling his cock cushioned between your bodies. he looks around for a minute before spotting a condom megumi had apparently placed on the nightstand when things had gotten heated. grabbing it, he shakily opens the wrapper, tossing it aside with one hand while the other fumbles to roll the contraceptive over his cock.
he whispers a question one last time before slowly pushing in, pausing once he'd gotten a few inches in. you let out a broken whimper, clenching around him. he groans, hips accidentally bucking forward, stuffing you full. "shit- sorry, you okay?" he asks breathlessly, voice strained. you nod, holding on tightly to his shoulders. he presses a fleeting kiss to your forehead before pulling out, slowly pushing back in. you feel the stretch—how good it is. "zuko..." you moan, wrapping your legs around his waist. he groans, gradually starting to pick up the pace.
in between moans and dizzying pleasure, you turn your head to the side again, only to find that sasuke is now with megumi, their lips locked and hands doing something that you can't quite see in the dim lighting. "fuck, you're so tight..." zuko mumbles against your neck. "i- haah...i've been thinking about this for years. is that wrong?" his pathetic admission makes you refocus, and you shake your head. "n-no...i thought about it once or twice..." you pant. that seems to really do something to him because he begins fucking you faster, arms wrapped tightly around your waist. "god, don't say that." he whimpers.
he continues to pound into you with reckless abandon, not caring about the other two in the room anymore. all he sees is you. through your drunk haze, you find yourself thinking back to high school, wondering what would've happened if one of you had confessed your feelings before you'd gotten with sasuke. however, the thought brings an ache to your chest. as good as zuko was, and continues to be, to you, sasuke is the one that you love. zuko and megumi...you love them too, but it's not the same.
you don't have much time to dwell on that though, because you start to feel the familiar tingling of your orgasm building, and you start to buck your hips up more. "zuko, please-" you sob out. he nods, panting against your ear. "i know...i'm close too," he soothes, grinding a little harder with each thrust to really get your g-spot. it takes only a few more seconds of that before you're cumming, clamping down around his cock. he groans, nudging his tip against your cervix, filling the condom with his own load. you both go boneless, panting softly, before you sit up. you gently push him off you, swinging your legs off the bed. megumi and sasuke are already up, cleaning up the mess of food and dishes off the floor.
megumi pauses before moving over to you, gently running his fingers through your hair. he looks down at you with a silent question and you nod, assuring him that you feel alright. pleased, he returns to help sasuke clean, while you pull your clothes back on. a few minutes later, you and zuko stand at the door of their dorm. you had decided to go back to your own dorm tonight, wanting to shower and sleep in your own bed. and tomorrow, you want to really break down this whole situation. but for tonight, you're okay with having all three of them—and you know they're okay with it too.
"do you want me to walk you?" zuko asks, earning a nod from you. "text me when you get back." sasuke mumbles, pressing a kiss to your cheek. you smile, kissing his lips, and then megumi's, before turning to leave with zuko.
you're not sure what you're gonna do now.
credits: divider by @silentpinks
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