Warnings: polyamorous relationship, LIME 18+, language, sexual innuendos, a lil hanky panky at the bar, drinking
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You can feel their eyes on you before you see them. It’s a game they came up with. All three of you, go to a crowded bar, who ever finds one another first is in control for the night. And even though you can’t see them, you know they can see you. “Shit.”
A large hand wraps around your shoulders as another sets a drink down next to you. “You know what this means, right?” You turn around in your stool and peel off your fake wig before looking at Tak and Rick, both sporting identical shit eating grins.
“No, what does it mean?” You play along with the game, knowing that either way it’s going to end in a night of ecstasy.
“It means, princess, we’re going to do whatever the fuck we want to do,” you feel Tak’s hand slowly begin to trace the inside of your thighs and if it weren’t for Rick’s broad frame standing behind you, you probably would’ve fallen over.
“And what we want to do, we want you to scream our names,” Rick’s breath is hot against your ear as he lightly nips at the lobe before moving to lean against the bar top.
“How’d you guys find me?” You ask the pair through gritted teeth, trying to suppress a moan as Rick’s hand joins Tak’s beneath your skirt.
“Blonde don’t look good on you, baby. Stuck out like a sore thumb.”
“Shit, I knew I shouldn’t have listened to Harley. She said you guys wouldn’t be able to find me.”
“You decided to listen to Harls? That’s your own fault, darlin’.” Rick chuckles taking a sip of his beer while his other hand continues messaging your inner thigh. Meanwhile, Tak’s hand slowly creeps closer and closer to where you want it.
“We were wondering,” he begins, stealing your concentration as Rick listens in on his partner. “How do you feel about two at once?”
Tak doesn’t even try to lower his voice and his question has a couple of people turning their heads to look at you and your boys. “You know how I feel about it.”
“Then why don’t we get outta here, go somewhere more…. private.”
“Where did you have in mind, Colonel?” Rick and Tak exchange a knowing glance before their attention turns back to you.
“Waller’s office.”
“You guys, that’s suicide.”
“Meh, that’s what we’re known for,” Tak extends his hand for you to take as he helps you down from the stool. “Plus, risk of being caught could be fun.”
“Ricky, was this your idea?”
“Nah, we’ve been wanting to do this for a while.”
“Well then,” you slam back your drink. “What are we waiting for?”
Author’s Note: Short but sweet conclusion! Thank you to everyone who has continued to stay with the series from the beginning through the hiatus to now! We really appreciate it!
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Takeshi’s thoughts run wild. What had the man done to him? Why wasn’t he prepared for it? Is that not the whole series of training modules he went through with Quell? If so, why was he not able to differentiate being under to the real world? The wind from the open cargo door blows his dirty hair wildly as his gaze pierces his feet. Do you really think he’s a monster? He knows it was just a hallucination, but if you know the truth about everything in his past, would that dream become a reality? Would you say the same thing?
Harley nudges Takeshi, causing Tak to look up and slowly come back to reality before looking at his teammate. “Yes?”
“Are ya okay sweetums? Still under the evil man’s spell?” Her works come out in a joking tone, but Takeshi does not have the emotional capacity to respond in kind.
“It’s none of your business,” it’s harsh and Harley quickly sinks back in her seat. Him and Rick have that in common, she thinks to herself as she turns to look away, well aware of Takeshi sighing next to her. “Look, I’m sorry. It’s just… It’s just this mission went very differently than how I pictured it would. I was not expecting any of that to happen.” Silence. “Thank you for getting me back.”
Harley’s eyes widen at his apology. It had taken Rick years to learn to apologize to his team and it’s taken Tak one day. Fidgeting in her seat, she waves him off. “It’s not a problem! Just doin’ my job!”
