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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Free!
  Relationship:
      Matsuoka_Rin/Nanase_Haruka/Tachibana_Makoto
  Character:
      Matsuoka_Rin, Nanase_Haruka, Tachibana_Makoto
  Additional Tags:
      Threesome_-_M/M/M, established_long_term_relationship, rin_pov, some
      makoto_pov, underaged_memory, PWP, unedited
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-11-08 Words: 2592
****** Both is Good ******
by merinxD
Summary
     Rin and Haru disagree about their first encounter with Makoto. The
     three of them have an interesting method of working it out. Makoto
     has the better memory out of all of them though.
Notes
     Completely unedited. There may be typos. I'll fix when I'm not so
     dead.
“Hey Mako. Remember the first time I made you cum?” Rin asks innocently, though
it gives way to a sharp smile as red meet startled green. He doesn’t move from
the floor where he leans against the bed, game paused, head tipped back in
order to observe. 
“What kind of question is that?” Makoto replies, deflecting and doing a
horrible job at it. His expression is that of a frightened animal, and it’s
funny really. Rin smirks and turns to face the mattress, giving
Makotothat look. The one that says: you know what kind of question it is. 
He’s about to say so too, but Haru decides to grace them with his presence. He
seems to do that a bit. It’s like his ears are magic, or some shit, because
he always hears what he wants to, and always arrives just in time. 
“I made Makoto cum first.” Haru announces, glaring competitively. His voice is
clipped and almost petulant. It’s a tone that Rin is accustomed to but only
when it comes to their fair haired boyfriend. He can be a real pain like this
sometimes. Haru drops his towel beside the bed and Makoto sighs, leaning over
to pick it up.  He moves to put it away, though his ‘grown up’ tactic isn’t
going to work here. Not if Rin has a say in it. 
“Not so fast.” Rin intones deeply, gripping Makoto’s knee. Haru steps in front
of him, completely naked and still wet from his bath, which means that he’s
gotten the memo; or maybe he’s in one of his territorial moods. Whatever the
case, he’s fucking sexy and Rin knows that Makoto thinks so too. He can see his
adam’s apple bobbing from down here and if he’s right, an erection won’t be too
far off. 
“Makoto.” Haru states. “Tell him it was me.” It’s an order and Rin grips
Makoto’s knee a bit harder.
“Now Haru…” Rin hears, and he hates it. That’s Mako’s placating tone. Fuck no!
He was the one that got to Makoto first. They were all there! As if Haru
doesn’t remember. 
Leveraging upward, he slides to sit beside Makoto, pressing up against his side
and groping him through his pants, making sure that Haru sees. 
Blue narrow but his dick hardens and Rin chuckles inwardly. Trust Haru to be
annoyed and turned on simultaneously. The dark haired man’s arms cross over his
chest and Rin resists the temptation in front of him. It looks like Makoto is
trying his best too because his fingers are twitching something chronic. 
“Tell him it was me and you can fuck me.” Haru offers, like the tricky snake
that he is. 
“Hey!” Rin rebuts quickly. “Tell him it was me and you can do whatever you
want.” He tries for a softer tone, ignoring the warring look on Makoto’s face
and going for his neck. Haru’s hand greets his own upon their lover’s erection
and they both squeeze. 
“Want me to take you, Mako?” He asks with a nip, feeling Makoto shiver. “Or you
wanna fuck me?” 
“You two…” Their prey murmurs, breathing heavily. He gasps when Rin begins to
suck at the junction of his neck and shoulder, while Haru slides Makoto’s knee
between his thighs and goes for the other side, licking his throat softer. 
Rin knows that Makoto loves this type of assault and has since the start. It’s
actually how it all began, before it stopped and then began again. He likes to
think they have improved since they were kids. Well, he knows that he has. 
He wants to prove it too, to get down on his knees and suck Makoto off and
touch Haru up real good. He can’t though because they haven’t settled it yet.
Rin may want to reach out and grip Haru hard, but it isn’t happening until he
admits defeat. 
“Mako.” Haru breathes near Makoto’s ear, and Rin feels like he is cheating.
They all know what it does to their boyfriend when Haru calls his name, soft
and shortened. Fuck, it turns Rin on more than it should. “Tell him.” The
traitor orders, and the sound of suckling follows and a series of gasps that
can’t possibly be real. 
But they are because Makoto is jerking Haru off. 
Fuck. 
He’s losing. 
Desperately, Rin grips Makoto’s chin and turns his head quickly, sealing their
lips. It’s thorough, quick and just a little bit bitey. It’s everything that
Makoto loves and Rin feels a large hand upon him, gripping his length and
fumbling to undo his pants. 
Makoto pulls away, succeeding at his task and Rin’s dick springs free. He
wriggles his hips a little and his trousers slip down just far enough. Somehow
the tables have turned and both Rin and Haru aren’t the ones winning anymore. 
It doesn’t stop him from saying, “Makoto.”
“I don’t think it was one or the other.” Their lover finally says, panting
harshly as he jerks them both in time. “I - I think it was both…Why does it
even matter?” 
“It just does.” Both Rin and Haru reply, glaring at each other fitfully as a
moan falls from their lips at the touch and eye contact. 
Fuck it. Rin doesn’t care anymore. Haru can be a child as long as Rin gets to
fuck or be fucked by someone. Maybe it’ll be both if he’s lucky. 
“It was both.” Rin agrees, reaching up to grab Haru’s shoulders and pull him
forward. They kiss roughly, like the competition hasn’t ended and Makoto allows
it, touching them all the while. 
They break away, and Haru nods stiffly, launching at Makoto next. Rin watches
as their lips join and it’s that sick sweetness that he’s never understood.
(Not when it’s the three of them anyway). He knows that Makoto has a way of
bringing out the cheesy shit, even in himself; especially when there’s a dick
rammed deep inside of him and Makoto’s whispering sweet crap that should be
left on the television. 
Haru pulls back softly and Makoto follows, taking his lips again in a hold
that’s much deeper, that Rin likes a lot more. His cock likes it too and he
might just cum from watching and being touched so well. Makoto’s hand is still
on his dick, Haru’s on his chest. It’s the best of both worlds. 
“It was both.” Haru finally mutters, and Makoto rewards him with a kiss to the
neck. It doesn’t last long as he pushes Haru closer to Rin. It’s actually one
of his favourite things, seeing them both together, and it’s fine by them. It
actually adds to the vigour (doing thisfor Makoto) as their mouths mesh and Rin
slides backward on the bed. Haru does too, pulling at Makoto’s shirt. 
“Just wait.” Their lover says softly, opening the drawer. 
“Good thinking.” Rin gasps, “Fuck, Haru, do that again.” He tells him, and Haru
complies. Their cocks touch hotly and Haru grips them together. It takes
another moment before he’s sitting back, straddling Rin properly and letting
Makoto pour lubricant over them both. 
“Mako, come here.” Rin orders. He’s there in a second, and the sharp toothed
man grins up at him, licking his teeth predatorily. One hand moves to swat
Haru’s away, grasping them tightly as he licks Makoto’s length from the base to
the tip. 
“Haru. Touch yourself.” Rin commands, still laving the flesh beneath his lips.
Haru doesn’t reply, but the gasp that leaves his lips says that he isn’t going
to fight it. The lube on his fingers helps to slip inside, as he begins to open
himself up for the taking. 
“Haruuu.” Makoto groans, watching Rin jerk them together and Haruka fingering
himself. His cock swells in Rin’s mouth and the red-head growls low in his
throat, bobbing faster than before. 
“Rin.” Is breathed next, and Makoto’s head tips back. Rin doesn’t see it
through his concentrating; loosening his throat and taking in as much of Makoto
as possible, all the while jerking himself and Haru off. It’s not an easy task,
but it’s something that he has done more than once. It’s something that makes
Rin lose himself; to the feeling of both men beside him. 
Wet noises bring him back, and he glances up, cock touching the back of his
throat in a practiced move. He groans, watching Makoto and Haru kiss, and if
Rin doesn’t do something he’s going to come with just this. 
“Haru.” Rin finally grits, nibbling Makoto’s frenulum. Haru understands and he
positions himself easily, lowering downward onto Rin’s cock.
It’s hot, tight and shit they’re still kissing.  
“Makoto, help me.” He groans, thrusting up into the heat and gripping Haru’s
hips. The smaller man’s hand moves to his own neglected dick, jerking faster
than Rin’s movements. 
“Mngh.” Makoto replies.
His tongue slides along Haru’s in a movement that can’t really be called a
kiss, while one of his hands reaches for Haru’s cock. Their mouths are open,
tongues meeting in the middle and Makoto follows Rin’s silent command,
thrusting into his mouth. His fingers lace through red hair, gripping, tugging,
and it’s so completely debauched that it pushes Rin to thrust faster, harder,
deeper into Haru and willing Makoto to do the same to him; abuse his mouth,
forget about being gentle, just fuck him utterly and completely.
Haru can’t take it anymore, and it’s too much for Makoto. They break away
quickly as the smaller arches and jerks, coming all over Rin’s stomach. Some
gets on his bunched up shirt, but he doesn’t care. There’s so much lube on his
pants that he’ll have to wash everything anyway. 
Makoto is next, sputtering both their names and releasing into Rin’s mouth.
It’s a bit to take, but he does it happily, gulping down the salty offering as
his own body tenses, pushed by the tightness surrounding him and the fingers
tugging his hair harshly. 
He pulls away with a gasp, cum dripping from the side of his mouth as a roar
bursts free. It feels like it takes forever and not long enough at all, as his
orgasm rocks him to the core… 
It’s a long while before any of them to speak again, or move for that matter.
Makoto is the first to fall, panting heavily and Haru moves from atop Rin.
There is a familiar glint in his eyes that both men know well. It’s his ‘second
bath’ look, and the red head doesn’t suppress the fond smile or the swell in
his heart. 
“Shower.” Haru says, climbing off the bed and picking up his towel. He stops to
lean back, kneeling briefly to kiss a seemingly dead Makoto, followed by an
almost dead Rin. A smirk falls to his lips as he licks away the line of
Makoto’s cum, meeting Rin’s lips, and if he weren’t so spent, he’d be aroused
beyond all belief. 
“I’ll be there in a minute.” Makoto says, and Rin hums in agreement. They are
all filthy now. 
The door shuts and Rin finds the strength to slide up beside Makoto, not even
caring that he hasn’t cleaned up, or that his dick is sitting flacid against
his half removed pants. Their fingers slide together, weaving naturally, and
Rin allows himself a moment of weakness as Makoto pulls him closer. The chest
beneath his head is one his favourite resting spots, and he thinks that Makoto
knows his secret. 
“Was it really both?” Rin asks after a moments silence. 
Makoto smiles, too tired to nod. “Yeah, it was both.” 
Rin doesn’t reply, but he’s not upset with the answer. He’s always wanted to be
part of these people, right from the start. Makoto’s always had the better
memory anyway, and Rin trusts him on it. 
“Both is good.” He finally says, as sleep threatens to claim him. 
The shower can come soon. 
xxx
Years and years before.  
Makoto doesn’t know how this happened or why, but he’s completely red and
breathing harshly. This is really wrong, but he can’t stop now; not when Rin
has his handthere and Haru’s kissing him for the first time. He’s being naughty
too, and the hard flesh feels good in his hands. Haru-chan is smaller but
Makoto loves the way he breathes against his lips as he squeezes. Rin is wild
like a shark, nipping at his skin and bucking upwards into his hand. 
This isn’t something that children do. He knows that boy’s masturbate because
they learnt it at school. Makoto’s only done it a couple of times, but he’s 12,
so he thinks that it’s pretty normal. Haru-chan said that he did it and it made
Makoto want to try. But all he could think about was Haru and what he
did, how he touched, and afterwards he felt so guilty. Makoto doesn’t think
he’ll ever be able to masturbate again because all he’ll be able to think about
is this. Haru-chan is kissing his neck, licking and sucking, and Rin’s lips
touch his own. It’s sharp and different to Haru-chan. Makoto likes it. 
A tongue touches his and he jolts, consequently moving his erection up into a
hand. He isn’t sure if it’s Rin’s or Haru’s now. It might be both, because it
feels like there are fingers everywhere; some ghosting over his inner thighs
and cupping his sac and more touching him higher, faster. 
He rips away, gasping breathily. 
“Haru-chan.” Makoto gets out, and Rin bites his shoulder. “R-Rin!” He exclaims
as the hand tightens incredibly so. Haru disappears, and a wetness overtakes
him as the jerking increases. He looks down and sees Rin’s hand, and Haru-
chan’s…his tongue touching him there. 
“Argh~” Makoto lets loose, as his eyes meet Haru’s blue and Rin swallows the
noise with another kiss as the most intense feeling ever flows through his
form. 
A warm stickiness covers his own hand and he realises that Rin has finished
also. 
“Haru.” Makoto murmurs, reaching to help but the boy shakes his head. 
“It already happened.” Haru murmurs seriously, eyes unwavering. 
Makoto isn’t sure what that means but Rin does because he grins big, like this
isn’t a big deal at all. 
“It’s cause Mako-chan is sexy, ne?” He jokes, and Makoto blushes. Haru looks to
the side and so does he.
This is all definitely wrong, they aren’t old enough to be doing these things. 
Makoto will never know that Rin wasn’t joking at all. 
xxx
Makoto stretches, kissing Rin upon the top of his head as he snores lightly. He
can hear the water flowing in the next room and he should move. He is suddenly
feeling very fond toward both his lovers.
Maybe what they did back then was wrong, especially with the frequency that
they did it. But Makoto doesn’t care anymore. He thought about it guiltily for
years, and woke up more than once covered in his own cum because of it. It was
one of his fantasies when he masturbated, and was probably what prompted him
and Haru to start seeing each other at the end of middle school. Though, they
didn’t know that’s what they were doing at the time.
He loves them both very much and can’t be quite certain who made him cum first,
but he doesn’t care either way. It’s a good thing that Rin kissed him after
their senior relay, and that Haru liked seeing it. Makoto is happy with both of
them; content to be part of three. 
He’s pretty sure they all are. 
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