Quinn wasn’t sure how he’d been coaxed and brought into the room with the large bed. He didn’t even remember seeing this bedroom in the tour, and yet, here he was, alone with the three men.
Noah had said he was going to take a break, see what was going on in the rest of the mansion and then come check on them in a bit. It was a little alarming to have Noah leave his side, but Leo had calmed him down by saying that Noah would be back. Noah had then promised that he would be, and Quinn had agreed to go with them.
Still, it was a little jarring to find himself pressed against one wall of warm man flesh while another pressed in from the other side, their breaths mingling.
Quinn was glad that he’d triple brushed his teeth.
"Are you okay with this?" Dorian asked, his hand touching Quinn’s stomach over the robe he was wearing. He was the meat wall behind him while Leo leaned in from the front. Ezra was also on the bed, but he was giving them some space. He’d said he didn’t want to crowd Quinn too early, and now that Quinn was here, he was grateful for it.
"Touching me?" Quinn asked, staring into Leo’s hypnotic gaze as Leo’s eyes dipped to Quinn’s lips.
"Mmhmm. Are you okay with us touching you at the same time? We want to make sure you’re fine every step of the way." Leo purred and Quinn swallowed. He knew he was hard, and he was sure that the men knew it. It settled more worries in his gut as they kept asking him if this was okay.
"If someone doesn’t kiss me soon, I’m going to protest." Quinn whispered. It bellied the bold statement, but from the way Leo’s lips quirked up, it was the right response.
"You cute little thing." Leo whispered before his lips met Quinn’s. It was a gentle sipping, they were getting to know each other, but Leo’s hand slipping into Quinn’s hair was anything but gentle. It was commanding, controlling. He was warning Quinn of what the man was going to be like.
That this kiss? It was only the beginning. They were gentling Quinn into this and Quinn felt his body respond in kind. His body rolled, his breath panting as his hands reached for the one on his stomach and his other reached for Leo’s neck, pulling him in deeper.
His other lovers, the ones he’d taken hadn’t been into kissing that much. He was sure Leo could tell, but Quinn liked the feeling of the man pressed against his lips. His tongue warm and hot in his mouth. He was sure he was clumsy in comparison to Leo’s expert touch, but he was eager. Willing to learn, willing to do anything.
Leo pulled back with a shudder, pressing his forehead against Quinn’s as they both caught their breath. Leo let out a low, surprised-sounding laugh.
"You could drive a man to sin, Quinnie." Leo breathed and Quinn licked his lips, his own trembling at his actions.
"I-I’m just horny." Quinn tried to argue and Leo laughed.
"Oh no, don’t say that. I haven’t even tasted you fully yet and I want to invite you back here for the next one." Leo told him. Dorian chuckled.
"You wanted him desperately, didn’t you? Look at the tent you’re pitching. So freaking sweet, Quinnie." Quinn gasped as Dorian’s teeth gently pulled on Quinn’s ear. He felt his eyes go wide, his lips trembling as he felt his body shake. Holy shit. He was sure his eyes had glazed over too.
"We need to go over some important details though, Quinnie. We need to know your boundaries." Ezra spoke up softly from the other side of the bed, it dipping as he sat down. He placed a hand on Quinn’s thigh, gently rubbing. It was a reminder that the man had stepped back, not that he was gone.
"My...boundaries?" Quinn repeated, forcing his mind to work and not focus on the way that Leo’s robe was dipping, showing a hidden valley of skin and abs that Quinn wanted to rub himself against like a cat in heat. "I thought the wristband helped with that?" He asked, turning his gaze from between Ezra and Leo. Both men chuckled.
"Yes, but there’s another important one that we always discuss. We’ll go with your comfort. Do you want to use condoms? If you do, we’ll obviously use them. If you don’t, we’ll make sure to help you clean up after. We’re not monsters, we just want to know your preference." Ezra spoke softly, sweetly, his hand warm against Quinn’s thigh.
The obvious part of him screamed that he should use condoms. That was the safe thing to do, the smart thing to do. They would respect his wishes either way, Quinn could see it in their eyes. However...there was a small part inside of him that was disgusted that he’d let Michel of all people cum inside of him. He wanted to replace that feeling, and there was also a strange pull to the idea of having these men cum inside of him.
"I...have some bad experiences with men cumming in me." Quinn said quietly. The men stilled.
"Then we don’t have to do that." Leo said quickly, clearly trying to help Quinn but Quinn tightened his grip on Leo’s neck. The other man grew silent as Quinn continued to speak.
"I normally would say that we should use condoms, but I...I’d like to erase all traces he’s ever had on my body. Is that okay? I wouldn’t want you to do it if you felt uncomfortable." Quinn said, giving them the option too. This wasn’t just about him right now.
Sure, his panel had come back clean, but-
A hand slipped into Quinn’s hair, tugging his head gently in Ezra’s direction as the man kissed him. It wasn’t like Leo’s a bit more clumsy and for some reason Ezra ran hotter than Leo by at least a degree. Quinn moaned into the kiss, his body twitching as he reacted to the kiss.
"Quinnie." Ezra breathed as he pulled back. "We would gladly help you forget that man. In a heartbeat. You tell us when it’s enough and we’ll stop then. You’ve just challenged three dominant alphas to get rid of another’s scent and claim on you. We’ll make sure it’s done." Ezra said, and Quinn realised that his eyes were about as reflective as Leo’s were, and how Noah’s looked sometimes.
Quinn swallowed, his stomach twisting as he realised he might not be fully prepared for what he’d just signed up for.
"What if I don’t tell you to stop?" Quinn asked, worried and Dorian chuckled. Quinn attempted to turn to look at him but Ezra’s fingers were locked into his hair. Dorian pressed a kiss against the top of Quinn’s head.
"Your body will tell us if you can’t tell us, Quinn. You might have stamina, but we’re beasts. The only way you’d be able to handle us is if you were an omega in heat, but you’re not." Dorian then laughed. "You wouldn’t lie, would you?" He asked and Quinn looked appalled.
"Oh my goodness, no! I would never. I didn’t even get recessive anything on my trait chart." Quinn told them. Leo and Ezra smiled at him and he was sure that Dorian was too.
"Don’t worry. We trust you, Quinnie. You wouldn’t do something like that. I’ve known you since university, and you’ve never struck me as the kind of man who would lie. Plus, you don’t smell like an omega." Leo leaned in, sniffing Quinn’s throat. "Though, you do smell good. Sweet, like candy." Leo teased and Quinn flushed.
"Can I ask that you don’t bite me on my neck? My shirts aren’t high enough to cover that." Quinn said and they froze.
"Did he do that to you?" They asked and Quinn shook his head.
"No, he didn’t, but if we’re talking about things we’d like and not like, I thought I’d be plain." Quinn clarified and they relaxed.
"Thank goodness. Otherwise, I’d punch him in the face the next time I saw him." Ezra muttered. Dorian chuckled.
"Save it for me, alright? I want to make sure he has to get surgery." Dorian said, his hand flexing on Quinn’s stomach. Quinn felt strangely, cared for. These men didn’t really know him, hadn’t really interacted with him until now, and they were being sweeter and kinder to him then almost all of the others.
"Can we keep kissing?" Quinn asked. "I mean, unless you have anything else important to ask?" Quinn attempted to look between everyone again but Ezra’s hand tightened in his hair again.
"God, your fucking perfect." Ezra muttered, pulling Quinn in for another deep kiss that had Quinn wiggling against the men he was sandwiched between. Leo moved in closer, sliding Quinn’s thighs up his own, cradling him there until Quinn wasn’t sure where he began and the others ended.
Dorian’s big hand slid up Quinn’s chest, slipping under his robe and finding his left pec. He gently rubbed against his nipple until it hardened, and then plucked at it more. Quinn moaned into the kiss with Ezra, unable to hold anything back. He’d never been able to.
Jerking off as a teen had been a nightmare. He’d never learned how to be quiet.
Leo’s lips on Quinn’s throat only made it harder for him to keep his noise levels down. His fingers clenched on the back of his neck, his other hand laying limp at his side, twitching as the men warmed him up slowly.
"So pretty, Quinn. Your skin is so smooth. Can we mark other places outside of your neck?" Leo asked softly. Ezra pulled back long enough for Quinn to answer, his eyes dilated, pleasure coursing through him.
"Y-Yeah. As long as it would be covered by a suit." Quinn told them and received warm, welcoming laughter at his words.
"Perfect. Love to hear it." Dorian muttered as he slipped his other hand into Quinn’s robe. He cupped both of Quinn’s pecs in his hands, squeezing them. Quinn moaned, his eyes fluttering closed as his hips shifted uselessly against the pleasure.
Ezra stared at Quinn, his face flushed, and licked his lips.
"How do you feel about sucking cock, Quinnie?" Ezra asked and Quinn rolled his eyes towards him, licking his lips.
"I can?" He asked and the three men groaned at how excited he sounded.
"Fuck." Dorian growled, his fingers plucking at Quinn’s chest a little harder, a little rougher. Ezra’s eyes shimmered, his nostrils flaring.
"Oh baby, you can do whatever you want with us." Ezra promised and Quinn shivered. He liked the sound of that.