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merryfuture2023-07-11 05:16 pm
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3 will be free: wherever your heart wants to be (2019)
wherever your heart wants to be (ao3 link, see original work for author's notes) | 3 will be free, neo/shin, explicit, 1.4k words
tags: post-canon, porn with feelings, no archive warnings apply
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Shin's clothes are soaked through and sticking uncomfortably to his skin by the time the three of them drag themselves back to the bar. The dried saltwater makes his face feel tight when he smiles, but Shin can't seem to stop grinning as Mew and Neo bicker about dinner plans, the back of Neo's hand brushing against his as they walk. The novelty of feeling at ease hasn't quite worn off.
"When are you going back, Shin?" Mew interrupts Neo to ask.
"Tomorrow morning."
"You could stay longer," Neo says, now hooking Shin's pinky with his fingers. "Or stay forever."
Shin shakes his head. "Someone has to make the money," he says.
Mew scoffs. "When our bar opens, we won't need your big city money."
There was a time where Shin would have heard we don't need you in Mew's words, but he knows her well enough now to pick up on the subtext. We'd rather you be here is what she really means. And Shin wishes he could stay, but there are too many loose ends with his father's business, too many threats still lurking for Shin to walk away without fear. This is the arrangement he has to live with.
They rinse their feet off at the door. Above it, there's another new sign, with hand-painted letters advertising Three Hearts Resort & Bar and three slightly uneven hearts for decoration. Maybe someday Shin could paint them a better sign.
"You two go ahead," Mew says as she wrings water out of her blouse. "I have some stuff to finish here."
"That's fine, we can help," Shin offers.
"Hey, dumbass, I'm trying to give you two alone time," Mew says, leaning over to jab Shin with her elbow.
Shin looks between her and Neo, who is smiling at him, eyebrow cocked. "Oh," he says.
"He means 'thank you'," Neo says, and wraps his hand firmly around Shin's wrist, tugging him along. "We'll see you later."
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Mew calls out after them.
As soon as the apartment door closes behind them, Neo has Shin pinned against it, hands cupping Shin's face. This close, with Neo using his full height against him, Shin has to look up behind his glasses to meet Neo's eyes. He'd never felt small around anyone until he met Neo, tall and broad-shouldered with the kind of presence that fills up an entire room. Shin likes it, though he could never admit to it without Neo taken even more advantage of their size difference. Neo already knows too many ways to make Shin blush.
Neo makes like he's going to kiss him, but his lips land squarely to the side of Shin's mouth, teasing. Next, he moves to Shin's jaw, then Shin can feel the wet heat of Neo's tongue against his neck. Shin laughs, because it tickles and because he's in love.
"I need to shower," Shin says, pushing Neo away.
"Are you sure?" Neo takes a step back, looking Shin up and down appraisingly. His fingers brush against the deep V of Shin's shirt. "I'm kind of into this wet t-shirt contest look."
Shin swats Neo's hand away. "You need to shower too. You smell like the ocean."
"Smells like freedom," Neo says, but he lets Shin push him toward the bathroom.
It's a quick shower. There are things that Shin wants to do that involve a bed and not trying to navigate the cramped bathroom without a knee banging into the sink. Neo helps Shin wash the sand out of his hair and in turn, Shin washes his back, pressing a kiss against Neo's shoulder when he's done.
In the bedroom, Neo kisses him, walking Shin back until his knees hit the mattress and Neo pushes him down. With his damp bangs hanging in his face, the night breeze rustling the curtains and ocean waves crashing outside, it all feels familiar. Except this time, Shin isn't nervous.
He wraps his arms around Neo, tugging him down until Neo is leaning over him, knees framing Shin's waist. Neo's fingers tangle in Shin's hair as they kiss, open-mouthed and wet. Shin's been half-hard since Neo shoved him into the room and now he's fully there, the head of his cock smearing precome across Neo's abs as Shin grinds up against him.
Neo braces himself on his elbows, his free hand trailing down Shin's chest, thumb catching Shin's nipple on the way. Shin gasps into the kiss and it makes Neo smile, so that Shin's lips catch his teeth. He's still smiling when he stretches up, kissing Shin's forehead.
"Lie back," Neo tells him.
Shin obediently scoots up on the bed until his head hits the pillows. Neo has to reach across him to reach the nightstand drawer where the lube and condoms and, uh, miscellaneous holdovers from Neo and Mew's previous lives are stored. Shin takes advantage of this angle, pressing his mouth to the firm muscles under Neo's skin, to the jut of his collarbones.
"Hey, that tickles," Neo complains, flicking Shin across the forehead with the condom wrapper. So Shin does it again for good measure, kissing down the center of Neo's chest until he's out of reach.
Neo settles back between Shin's legs. Shin watches as he uncaps the bottle of lube, coating his fingers, and feels the hot rush of anticipation. Still, Shin gasps when Neo pushes the first finger in. As if to soothe him, Neo's free hand reaches for Shin's cock, fingers wrapping around him in a loose fist.
Shin's whole body jerks. He can't help the way his hips push up into Neo's grasp. The combination of the two different sensations—the stretch of the second finger that Neo adds, the rush from Neo's hand jerking him off—has Shin curling his hands into the sheets, overwhelmed. This is the part where he usually gets embarrassed. He's too sensitive, too flushed in the face, too desperate already. Loss of control was supposed to be something that had been trained out of him.
But then this is the part where Neo cups a hand around Shin's cheek and teases, "Get out of your head." He smiles, wicked. "I'll give you something else to think about."
"You've used that line before," Shin accuses, laughing.
"Me?" Neo asks. At the same time, his fingers crook up inside Shin with added pressure. Shin squeezes his eyes shut, a moan catching in the back of his throat. "I would never."
Neo fucks Shin with his fingers long enough that Shin thinks he could come like this, just Neo's fingertips stroking against his prostate, alternating between teasing and intentional. He does this until Shin asks for it, asks for more with flushed cheeks and a whiny tone because Neo knows what Shin wants, but just wanted him to ask for it.
Neo takes his time, pressing the head of his cock into Shin slowly, waiting for any signs of discomfort, but Shin doesn't want patience right now. Shin pushes down against Neo's cock, his knees pulled to his chest to open himself up more.
"Are you going to let PP fuck you like this?" Neo asks, almost conversationally.
"What?" Shin gasps out.
"I'm just wondering," Neo asks. He braces a hand on Shin's knee, thrusting his cock in deeper as he talks. "I don't mind, you know. Have you told him about the three of us?"
"He knows," Shin says.
Neo leans in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the inside of Shin's knee. "Make sure he knows you belong to us."
Shin turns away from him. The pillow beside his head smells like Mew's perfume and Shin hides his face in it, feeling too much at once. Neo is fucking him harder and faster now, hips hitting the back of Shin's thighs, fingers leaving bruises all over Shin's skin.
The angle of Neo's hand is all off when he wraps a fist around Shin's cock, but Shin is too close to the edge for that to matter. He can feel his muscles tightening in his abdomen and then he's coming with a strangled breath. His body is oversensitive as Neo fucks him through it, unsure if he wants to lean in or pull away, but it isn't long before Neo's face screws up and Shin can tell that he's coming too.
The post-orgasm glow has Shin feeling boneless and sleepy. He lets Neo untangle their limbs, climbing off of him to throw away the condom before flopping down next to Shin on the bed. Neo is always unfairly hot, but he looks especially good like this. Pink-cheeked and dewy with sweat, smiling with his dimple in full glory. Tenderness swells up in Shin's chest, leaving him breathless.
"Spending the night?" Neo asks.
"If you'll have me," Shin teases.
"If you'll have me," Neo repeats, scoffing. He leans in, mouth to the shell of Shin's ear and says, "I've already had you."
tags: post-canon, porn with feelings, no archive warnings apply
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Shin's clothes are soaked through and sticking uncomfortably to his skin by the time the three of them drag themselves back to the bar. The dried saltwater makes his face feel tight when he smiles, but Shin can't seem to stop grinning as Mew and Neo bicker about dinner plans, the back of Neo's hand brushing against his as they walk. The novelty of feeling at ease hasn't quite worn off.
"When are you going back, Shin?" Mew interrupts Neo to ask.
"Tomorrow morning."
"You could stay longer," Neo says, now hooking Shin's pinky with his fingers. "Or stay forever."
Shin shakes his head. "Someone has to make the money," he says.
Mew scoffs. "When our bar opens, we won't need your big city money."
There was a time where Shin would have heard we don't need you in Mew's words, but he knows her well enough now to pick up on the subtext. We'd rather you be here is what she really means. And Shin wishes he could stay, but there are too many loose ends with his father's business, too many threats still lurking for Shin to walk away without fear. This is the arrangement he has to live with.
They rinse their feet off at the door. Above it, there's another new sign, with hand-painted letters advertising Three Hearts Resort & Bar and three slightly uneven hearts for decoration. Maybe someday Shin could paint them a better sign.
"You two go ahead," Mew says as she wrings water out of her blouse. "I have some stuff to finish here."
"That's fine, we can help," Shin offers.
"Hey, dumbass, I'm trying to give you two alone time," Mew says, leaning over to jab Shin with her elbow.
Shin looks between her and Neo, who is smiling at him, eyebrow cocked. "Oh," he says.
"He means 'thank you'," Neo says, and wraps his hand firmly around Shin's wrist, tugging him along. "We'll see you later."
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Mew calls out after them.
As soon as the apartment door closes behind them, Neo has Shin pinned against it, hands cupping Shin's face. This close, with Neo using his full height against him, Shin has to look up behind his glasses to meet Neo's eyes. He'd never felt small around anyone until he met Neo, tall and broad-shouldered with the kind of presence that fills up an entire room. Shin likes it, though he could never admit to it without Neo taken even more advantage of their size difference. Neo already knows too many ways to make Shin blush.
Neo makes like he's going to kiss him, but his lips land squarely to the side of Shin's mouth, teasing. Next, he moves to Shin's jaw, then Shin can feel the wet heat of Neo's tongue against his neck. Shin laughs, because it tickles and because he's in love.
"I need to shower," Shin says, pushing Neo away.
"Are you sure?" Neo takes a step back, looking Shin up and down appraisingly. His fingers brush against the deep V of Shin's shirt. "I'm kind of into this wet t-shirt contest look."
Shin swats Neo's hand away. "You need to shower too. You smell like the ocean."
"Smells like freedom," Neo says, but he lets Shin push him toward the bathroom.
It's a quick shower. There are things that Shin wants to do that involve a bed and not trying to navigate the cramped bathroom without a knee banging into the sink. Neo helps Shin wash the sand out of his hair and in turn, Shin washes his back, pressing a kiss against Neo's shoulder when he's done.
In the bedroom, Neo kisses him, walking Shin back until his knees hit the mattress and Neo pushes him down. With his damp bangs hanging in his face, the night breeze rustling the curtains and ocean waves crashing outside, it all feels familiar. Except this time, Shin isn't nervous.
He wraps his arms around Neo, tugging him down until Neo is leaning over him, knees framing Shin's waist. Neo's fingers tangle in Shin's hair as they kiss, open-mouthed and wet. Shin's been half-hard since Neo shoved him into the room and now he's fully there, the head of his cock smearing precome across Neo's abs as Shin grinds up against him.
Neo braces himself on his elbows, his free hand trailing down Shin's chest, thumb catching Shin's nipple on the way. Shin gasps into the kiss and it makes Neo smile, so that Shin's lips catch his teeth. He's still smiling when he stretches up, kissing Shin's forehead.
"Lie back," Neo tells him.
Shin obediently scoots up on the bed until his head hits the pillows. Neo has to reach across him to reach the nightstand drawer where the lube and condoms and, uh, miscellaneous holdovers from Neo and Mew's previous lives are stored. Shin takes advantage of this angle, pressing his mouth to the firm muscles under Neo's skin, to the jut of his collarbones.
"Hey, that tickles," Neo complains, flicking Shin across the forehead with the condom wrapper. So Shin does it again for good measure, kissing down the center of Neo's chest until he's out of reach.
Neo settles back between Shin's legs. Shin watches as he uncaps the bottle of lube, coating his fingers, and feels the hot rush of anticipation. Still, Shin gasps when Neo pushes the first finger in. As if to soothe him, Neo's free hand reaches for Shin's cock, fingers wrapping around him in a loose fist.
Shin's whole body jerks. He can't help the way his hips push up into Neo's grasp. The combination of the two different sensations—the stretch of the second finger that Neo adds, the rush from Neo's hand jerking him off—has Shin curling his hands into the sheets, overwhelmed. This is the part where he usually gets embarrassed. He's too sensitive, too flushed in the face, too desperate already. Loss of control was supposed to be something that had been trained out of him.
But then this is the part where Neo cups a hand around Shin's cheek and teases, "Get out of your head." He smiles, wicked. "I'll give you something else to think about."
"You've used that line before," Shin accuses, laughing.
"Me?" Neo asks. At the same time, his fingers crook up inside Shin with added pressure. Shin squeezes his eyes shut, a moan catching in the back of his throat. "I would never."
Neo fucks Shin with his fingers long enough that Shin thinks he could come like this, just Neo's fingertips stroking against his prostate, alternating between teasing and intentional. He does this until Shin asks for it, asks for more with flushed cheeks and a whiny tone because Neo knows what Shin wants, but just wanted him to ask for it.
Neo takes his time, pressing the head of his cock into Shin slowly, waiting for any signs of discomfort, but Shin doesn't want patience right now. Shin pushes down against Neo's cock, his knees pulled to his chest to open himself up more.
"Are you going to let PP fuck you like this?" Neo asks, almost conversationally.
"What?" Shin gasps out.
"I'm just wondering," Neo asks. He braces a hand on Shin's knee, thrusting his cock in deeper as he talks. "I don't mind, you know. Have you told him about the three of us?"
"He knows," Shin says.
Neo leans in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the inside of Shin's knee. "Make sure he knows you belong to us."
Shin turns away from him. The pillow beside his head smells like Mew's perfume and Shin hides his face in it, feeling too much at once. Neo is fucking him harder and faster now, hips hitting the back of Shin's thighs, fingers leaving bruises all over Shin's skin.
The angle of Neo's hand is all off when he wraps a fist around Shin's cock, but Shin is too close to the edge for that to matter. He can feel his muscles tightening in his abdomen and then he's coming with a strangled breath. His body is oversensitive as Neo fucks him through it, unsure if he wants to lean in or pull away, but it isn't long before Neo's face screws up and Shin can tell that he's coming too.
The post-orgasm glow has Shin feeling boneless and sleepy. He lets Neo untangle their limbs, climbing off of him to throw away the condom before flopping down next to Shin on the bed. Neo is always unfairly hot, but he looks especially good like this. Pink-cheeked and dewy with sweat, smiling with his dimple in full glory. Tenderness swells up in Shin's chest, leaving him breathless.
"Spending the night?" Neo asks.
"If you'll have me," Shin teases.
"If you'll have me," Neo repeats, scoffing. He leans in, mouth to the shell of Shin's ear and says, "I've already had you."