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[polnawrath]

Kakyoin definitely didn't foresee, even in the most self-indulgent and guilty fantasies conducted in furtive showers and late nights throughout his life, being with two men at once. But now he sees Ambrose lay himself down, a person both masculine and feminine and softly, gently kind. Behind Ambrose's smooth shoulder accented with a sea foam green dress is Polnareff's mountain of a shoulder and arm, easily visible even while he lays behind the other.

Both are willing. Both are so at-ease like this too, and for different reasons. Polnareff doesn't see the risk for what it is, has no idea what Kakyoin's fears are really like. And Ambrose...Kakyoin has known him an even shorter amount of time, but he seems like a man who has simply made peace with that lingering fear, who's embraced himself in the absence of anyone else to do it for him.

Kakyoin unclasps his belt and pulls it out, trousers unzippered shortly after. Thank god he already took his shoes off when he arrived in someone else's hotel room, or this would only be more awkward.

"Patience is okay, I guess." Polnareff says into the back of Ambrose's shoulder. Watching the happy, cat-like way he stretches into the space between them and rolls his hips lazily against Ambrose sends a thrill through Kakyoin's stomach, just as much as Ambrose's softer and pointed words did. "Still like what comes after the patience best, though." Said like a joke, like he's actually in on it this time and knows he's being ridiculous, and Kakyoin scoffs a laugh despite himself as he frees himself of his dress trousers.

Laying back down is natural, and then Kakyoin is the one facing the others, who are both facing him. Spooning each other. Not being the center of attention feels immediately better, and it's easier to breath as Kakyoin lays on his side to reach forward and touch Ambrose's hair.

Polnareff reaches over and interlinks their fingers instead, and it's so unexpectedly tender that Kakyoin's breath catches. "You look more relaxed." Which would usually be the kind of pointed observation that would make Kakyoin tense back up, but after a moment of surprise he makes the conscious effort to accept it for what it is. Apparently...Polnareff actually likes him like this.

"I'm not sure how I ended up with the two of you." Kakyoin sighs, and he presses closer to kiss Ambrose again, an act that's so soothing he can hardly believe this is the first day he's ever done it. "But I think I've discovered the only way to make Polnareff bearable is to ensure I'm not alone with him."

Kakyoin chuckles against Ambrose's mouth as Polnareff sputters with false offense behind him.