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Eiji lets Ankh direct the hem of his shirt upward with a hum of approval, and after he tugs it up over his head he reaches back again for the collar of his second shirt. Both go in a pile at his feet, and then he leans forward to lick his way into Ankh's mouth.

His hands are busy working Ankh's shirt up, of course.

But not fast enough now apparently, as Ankh yanks it off himself as quickly as he can, stretching the shirt a little bit and not really caring. They can always get another one, and right now he just wants to toss the shirt aside, ignoring how it falls onto the balcony, as he's already licking up Eiji's chest to his neck, sucking on it as his hands start unzipping his fly.

Completely gone now is the slow pace from before, with Ankh's new goal of getting them naked as soon as possible. He wants all that skin exposed and his to do with what he wants.

Distantly, the two of them suddenly hear the door of the hotel room creak and slam. And one story below them, Hina enters, her arms laden with bags of clothes and samples, her portfolio under her arm.

She looks around quizzically, "Eiji-kun? Ankh?" She purses her lips irritably at the idea they went somewhere without her. She can't get Eiji to carry a phone, and Ankh rarely answers when she calls him. At least not when he knows he's in trouble.

The room is a bit untidy, but she can't see any of the things that they usually bring with them. Though Ankh's iPad is still there... He's been carrying around his new iPhone lately, anyway. At least Eiji's underwear for tomorrow is in its usual place on the desk. They won't be off sleeping in a park like hobos. Again. She sets her packages down and stacks them neatly.

Eiji can hear Hina's voice, with the door to the balcony wide open. "Ankh," he manages, between gasps, "An-kh. Hina-chan is downstairs!"

He's not doing a terribly good job of pushing Ankh away, though, bucking up into Ankh's hands at the crotch of his pants. "An-kh," he says, trying again, but one of his hands has found its way into Ankh's curls, and the other is tugging absently at Ankh's belt buckle.

Ankh has no intention of stopping now, this close to his goal, and gives Eiji's dick a careful squeeze before he finishes undong the pants, hooking his thumbs around the human's underwear too and tugging it down.

"She can come up here, if she wants to join." He growls against Eiji's neck, before going back to trying to leave as many hickies as possible on the other man's neck, switching to the other side now.

The wind at the top of the building is a little too high for her to hear anything of the clamor on the roof. She sighs with a touch of longing and walks out to lean on the balcony and look over the Paris skyline. From there, she can hear a slight motion on the roof behind her, but she pays it no mind right away.

"Aaankh," Eiji whimpers, "Ankh, don't--" His fumbles at Ankh's belt get a little more focused now, but half his attention is on Hina looking out at the city.

She's going to kill us, he thinks, but it wouldn't be the first time.

Ankh just ignores the whimpers, yanking the pants fully off and tossing them to the side, not paying any attention to where they land as he fists Eiji's cock in one hand and the other goes for his hair, pulling him down for another kiss.

As much as he liked hearing Eiji gasp his name, he wanted another taste of him more, plunging his tongue in as he enjoys the rough texture of his fingers stroking Eiji's cock.

Even though the wind still makes it difficult to hear, something in Hina's brain is keyed into that keening noise that Eiji-kun feeds into Ankh's name at times like this. She whirls and looks up in shock, "ANKH!" she shouts, and it's definitely the type of name-shout that would append names middle and last, if Ankh had any.

"GET DOWN FROM THERE RIGHT NOW!" she shouts, leaping up and grabbing the roof and leveraging herself up with one hand while she reaches towards Ankh with the other. "Eiji-kun will fall if you keep that up!"

Eiji pulls away from Ankh's kiss only barely, breath coming fast, and reaches out to steady her, because the last thing they need is Hina falling from the roof while Ankh is too distracted by Eiji's dick to go save her. "Hina-chan," he manages, "it's--okay! We're being careful. Really!"

Ankh's belt buckle is now open under his free hand, though, and he rests his fingers flat over the seam of the crotch of Ankh's tight pants. Okay, Ankh might not be the only one distracted by Eiji's dick--he wants buck right up into Ankh's hand.

Ankh does let go of the back of Eiji's hair to help pull her up, firmly gripping her hand even has he keeps pumping Eiji. He's not worried about him falling with how they are sitting and not standing, but it's worth splitting his attention to make sure Hina doesn't slip.

He does buck under Eiji's hand, before turning to Hina with a smirk. "You should join us." He has the look of the hawk that swallowed the mouse and was eyeing a second one to swoop in on, paying no mind at all to Hina's yelling yet.

Though her face reddens and her pulse quickens at the prospects of what she's seeing laid out in front of her, she is more irritated by Ankh's blase response than anything. She narrows her eyes. "You just don't know when to stop, Ankh!"

Quick as a flash, her hand shoots out to grab his ear. She prefers to grab less sensitive areas, usually, but she definitely wants his attention this time. "We have this nice hotel room to use, and you're up here on the roof!" she shouts at him. "And Eiji-kun, you know that if you let Ankh fool around with you before I get home, you're no good for the rest of the night!"

"I'm sorry, Hina-chan," Eiji offers, "it was just--he--" He trails off, because really, nothing is going to help them now.

"We didn't know when you'd be home," he settles on. "And, you know, the only taller buildings are office buildings, so they're not going to be looking out, so I figured it was probably safe."

Oh, they are so dead.

Ankh stops at least, though his hand stays wrapped around Eiji still. He sends a glare Hina's way as he tries to wiggle out of her grasp, even as he moves up his other hand to grip her her arm, being cautious. Sudden movement and humans on tall buildings could be a bad combination. "You did come home in time, so what does it matter?" Meaning they weren't guilty of anything, right?

"And the air feels better out here then inside." Because clearly this cunning plan was a good, logical follow up to encourage them staying outside.

To Eiji she says, "It's not about being seen, it's about how you two will get rowdy, and then you'll fall off the roof, and then Ankh will catch you, but after that the adrenaline will make you useless."

She whips her head back around to Ankh, "And don't pretend like that wouldn't have happened, because you two lose control when you're alone together!" She wraps her other hand around the wrist that is now attached to her. "Let go of Eiji-kun, we're going inside." She says in a voice that brooks no argument, tugging again at his ear. "I paid extra for a large bed and I want to use it!"

Eiji would be embarrassed by the fact that this conversation was taking place while Ankh had a hand wrapped around his dick, but--sadly?--it was kind of a regular occurrence. "I wouldn't have fallen," he says, "Hina-chan, if you're worried about us being rowdy, shouldn't you not be yelling?"

He keeps up the glaring contest for several minutes, before huffing and turning from them both. If she's going to make this big a deal of it..

He makes to fly up, wings suddenly at his back and intending to fly back inside if he can get free. Eiji and Hina can take care of balancing each other, and he is giving her what she wants right?

Any similarity to a tantrum are the others imagination, and this is just him making a strategic retreat.

"Yelling is not the kind of rowdy that knocks people off buildings." She asserts to Eiji.

She is not entirely surprised when Ankh wings out and tries to fly away, he's done this before. Her esprit-d'escalier, as she learned in her French studies, had always been to regret not hanging on as he flew off. So, though she lets go of his ear - no sense in making things harder than they had to be, right - she keeps her iron grip on his wrist, daring him to drag her along with.

Eiji never pushed himself off a building, she reasons, he should be fine.

Edited 2012-10-19 00:45 (UTC)

Eiji would be glad for her trust in his ability to remain sitting on the roof, but instead that puts him in not-really-enviable territory, with Ankh flailing around with his pants half-open and Hina hauling back down toward the roof by the wrist while he was pants-at-his-knees.

"Guys, let's just go downstairs, it's fine, we can leave the door open or something, get that Paris air..."

He startles at Hina keeping her grip, not expecting her reaction even if he really should have, and almost falls backwards onto the roof. But then Ankh narrows his eyes and just yanks her closer, putting an arm around her waist and following the dare, his hold on her is good enough for the short trip up and then through the door, leaving the clothes for Eiji to deal with.

Instead the greed flies Hina to the bed, dropping her on it before landing to perch over her himself, kneeling on the bed so his legs and arms are caged around her while he smirks again and tries to go in for a kiss.

She doesn't bat an eye at his choice to fly into the bedroom. It's what she'd told him to do, after all. But trying to kiss on her when she's irritated with him like this? That is not going to fly. She fixes him with an impassive and steely gaze and pushes him back and down by the shoulders, the second she gets her bearings back on the ground. "Not until I say so." She says, tacitly reminding him of a conversation they had had long ago and far away about consent and coercion. Though perhaps she should practice what she preaches, since she is pushing him down towards her belly and what lies below.

Eiji watches them go with an expression that's equal parts amusement and, after a moment, depression. He blinks down at his pant situation, and after a moment, he stands, sighing as he hauls his pants up and buttons them for a minute. Gathering the rest of his and Ankh's clothes up under his arm isn't so hard, and after a moment of staring at the drop, he slips down from the roof to the balcony. He bends to pick up Ankh's forgotten shirt, and ducks into the hotel room.

"Guys," he starts, reprimanding, and then cuts off very suddenly about wow, okay, he is totally good with what's going on on the bed right now. Well, all right, he can forgive them for leaving him pretty much naked on the roof.

He leaves the door open, and drops the laundry on the floor as he gets one knee on the bed.

Ankh could resist her more, kiss her anyway for as hard as that is with her firm grip, but instead he just goes for half stubborn. He kisses as slow as possible down Hina's still covered stomach, the urgent pace from the roof gone as he seemed content to kiss through the thin fabric each inch of her skin. Fingers barely sliding up her shirt and hands resting on her hips, but making no move to pull it up yet.

He's aware of Eiji joining them but for now just listens for what the man does next as his thumbs gradually stroke back and forth, enjoying the warmth of Hina's skin as he finally starts to slowly slide the shirt up.

Hah, he thinks he could, huh? Still, she's not exactly unhappy about what he's doing right now. The corner of her mouth twitches and then she smiles, sliding her leg between his to rub up against the lovely rainbow-colored cock peeking out of his zipper. It was the product of many "design meetings" which usually just ended with "testing sessions" which usually just were sweaty, confrontational sex. She pushes down his pants to free that beautiful thing they created together.

But of course Eiji-kun is here too, and her eyes flicker up to his and her smile broadens invitingly. She tilts her head up, pursing her lips invitingly.

Eiji has a lot of feelings about that rainbow-colored dick, most of them starting somewhere around 'why can't they just agree on a shape' and ending somewhere around 'I think they enjoy arguing over the order of the rainbows', and it's barely even noticeable at this point. (No it isn't, but Hina's expression is too cute and inviting).

Eiji leans in and brushes his mouth over Hina's, threading his fingers through her long hair as his free left hand ghosts over her breast and down to pat Ankh's dick appreciatively. Then his hand settles at her skirt's waistband. Let Ankh work on her shirt, if he wanted. He had other plans.

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