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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      NSYNC, Popslash
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-08-08 Words: 933
****** Couch ******
by Jane_St_Clair_(3jane)
Summary
     Chris is in the middle, the first time.
Justin likes attention. He likes to be at the centre of things,
sometimes physically. So occasionally he makes it real, hauls the
guys down around him in a makeshift nest and pulls their arms around
him until they understand that they're not allowed to let go.
JC used to bring a book, and Chris understood that he'd been doing
this with Justin for a long time. After JC fell asleep, Chris got in
the habit of putting the book on the floor. If he propped himself up
just right he could cuddle Justin and still watch TV over both guys'
heads.
The first time Justin kissed him, Chris was watching a Full House
re-run and feeling dirtier than he usually did watching porn. JC was
dead to the world. Justin shifted out of his doze, pressed in
closer, opened his mouth and kissed Chris' throat.
Chris' hand tightened on Justin's nape convulsively, holding him
there. For a long time, even after Justin had stopped and was just
breathing into Chris' skin. Justin's arm around his waist was very,
very still.
It was a different day, under warm, muted sunshine but in cold air,
that Chris rolled Justin onto his back and kissed him. Justin's mouth
opened under his almost before Chris had touched him. Both hands
framing Justin's face while he did it.  When he looked up, JC was
watching him. Propped on one arm, rubbing Justin's belly half-
absently.
They spent all of that afternoon with Justin flat between them and
both Chris and JC touching him with open palms, looking at each other.
Justin stretched and murmured and finally fell asleep, and sometime
while the sun was going down Chris kissed JC, leaning across Justin's
body to do it.
Justin came in too tired to talk one morning, settled in between
them, and fell asleep. Chris remembers kissing JC for hours over
Justin's shoulder, stroking the boy while he did it. Justin wake and
nuzzled him, kissed him, rolled over to look up at JC. Kissed JC's
fingers and his palm and his lips, carefully.
In Wyoming, when the bus' heater proved to be woefully inadequate,
they buried themselves in all their bedding, together on the couch,
and slept that way. Careful fingers slid under clothes all night.
Kisses landed on hands and flesh bared for half-instants. Justin's
nose was horribly cold whenever he left his head outside the covers,
and he liked to bury it in Chris' neck until it warmed.
The first real skin waited for warmer climes. Kansas, not quite warm
enough to demand air conditioning, but Chris was sweating and he
peeled off his shirt without thinking. Shivered when JC leaned over
and licked along his ribs. Shivered harder when Justin pushed him
down and licked his spine.
Chris in the middle that first time. Justin kissing him and JC
sucking him, except at some point they changed, kissed over him
while they were doing it. Touching him and each other all over,
though only Chris was completely naked. Justin finished it, and JC
held him and whispered sweet-voiced obscenity while Chris twisted
close enough to mouth the bare skin of JC's belly.
He sucked JC first, less careful than he should have been but
without hurting, at least. Justin after, with the kid curled around
him and whispering random love onto his skin. All three of them in a
tangled pile, JC finally naked and Justin's jeans down around his
knees, half-sleeping while they drove.
The naps made Chris nocturnal. JC slept all the time; Justin slept
erratically, settling down whenever he was tired and prowling the
rest of the time. They drove though Texas by night and Chris
actually saw most of it. Stars and farms, messy roads, cars. Justin
curled up in Chris' lap and sucked gently at the skin on his thigh
until he fell asleep.
He woke up early from a nap and found JC and Justin naked and wrapped
around each other beside him. Long, slow kisses and fast, sharp
thrusts, and Chris wasn't really surprised when Justin came, gasping.
JC rolled off him and onto Chris and kissed him fully awake, then
wrapped around him and proceeded to show him what the Chasez mouth
could do. Which was how Chris learned that JC could essentially kiss
you until you came.
Chris was fully dressed in Arkansas when JC tackled him and wrestled
him down and Justin dogpiled them. Laughing bodies all around him.
Mouths on his throat and belly, hands all over him. Teasing him and
making him laugh, so that he was already breathless when JC slipped
a finger into him. Chris stared up at him, and JC looked so fucking
*serene*. Justin's eyes were as dazed as Chris felt.
Justin had to touch everything. His fingers traced around JC's. He
nuzzled both of them all over, watched them wide-eyed while JC
kissed Chris and opened him, slicked him and slowly fucked into him.
Justin's hand twined into Chris' while JC took him slow and deep.
That one kiss, Justin and JC, just out of his reach, was what sent
him over.
Chris was twinging inside an hour later when he laid Justin out and
prepped him and kissed him and held Justin's shoulders in his lap
while JC fucked him. His boy, gorgeous on his back.
Chris still watches TV sometimes, after. With Justin pressed against
him from shoulder to knee and JC wrapped around both of them with
his head on Justin's hip. Strange, surreal television, with the
world in motion and the guys on both sides.
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