Met was right to think that they were fucked. Jade was not going easy on them, not even a little bit.

Met wondered how he could be so calm about everything, not a hair imperfectly out of place. He was so collected all the time.

He was way too calm which either meant he had a PhD in the performing arts or he really wasn't interested.

Met was not the type to force anyone into something they didn't want but he wasn't taking the latter for an answer. It was in the way Jade stared at them when he didn't think they were looking, he saw the curiosity and the longing that was always masked when he was in control. If there wasn't any indication at all that Jade was interested, it would have hurt a whole lot more but they would have left him alone. Jade wanted them, his eyes gave out way too much, and that was their ray of hope. Please just give us this chance.

Well, after they escaped this torturous hell of a week of course. Jade had been pushing all the buttons they didn't even think they had, at least Met was sure of that of himself. What he walked in on today would have his blood hot like a furnace, he was just going to watch it unfold.

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It was the middle of the week and dusk had already done it's bidding. Sean's poison and cure sat in front of him, regarding him like a tiger would, its prey. Jade's eyes alone so lethal they knocked the air out of his lungs.

"Come here," Jade's index finger gestured his words.

Sean knew he was powerless. He also knew he had no memory of taking a few steps forward until he was right in front of Jade, awaiting instruction. It had been this tantalizing game of push and pull for half the week. It was so fucking hard. Just like he was right now.

Jade slid off the chair and drew up his hands from Sean's torso to his shoulder, squeezing gently where he stopped. Sean went rigid in a second as he did this.

"I won't succumb Jade, I won't," he said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself  instead.

Jade was slowly circling him now, touching everywhere but where he wanted it the most.
Slowly pitching a tent and yearning for a hand that completely ignored him.

"I admire your resolve Sean, I really do, but I'm not done with either of you yet, not by a long shot," he paused. "So many cards up my sleeve, you'd like to see them wouldn't you?"

Sean inwardly cursed himself for nodding despite agreeing with his mind that the safest option would be the opposite.

Jade closed his eyes and hummed so low it warmed Sean's blood. "Mixed signals, mixed signals. That's okay too, you're so beautiful when you yield for me."

The whimper that escaped Sean had him reaching out to grab the closest thing that wasn't Jade. If Met wasn't blowing away this chance then he sure as hell wasn't going to be the one to fuck it up.

Even now that his knees had been turned to jelly with a few fucking words, he'd hold his own. And so he reached for the chair where Jade had been sitting.

He didn't hear the sharp intake of breath as he settled himself, but Jade did, and caged him in his seat.

"We've got company," he sounded delighted and Jade sounding delighted meant more trouble for him.

Here was the thing about Jade torturing you. You were hanging on by a thread and extremely close to losing but heck if you didn't want it, didn't want more, didn't want him teasing you until you couldn't see straight.
It was frustrating not to come but it was the most addictive thing, only after Jade himself and he couldn't help himself.

Sean tried to catch his breath as Met made his way to them. How he'd made it to Thursday, he couldn't understand. And now he watched as Met was slowly being seduced to submission. Met had always been better at control than him but once again Jade was well...Jade. He wasn't an easy one.
It was one of their favorite things about him.

"There's always been something about you on your knees Met, I'd like to see it again. Kneel."

Met obliged in what seemed like half a second.

As Sean watched, he sent up a silent prayer, words he thought he'd never say. Dear God, please help me not come tonight.

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It had been a week of so many trials and Jade had to hand it to them, they really held out. No matter what he tried, they were so close.
And now the final day was here. Jade had never seen anyone who wanted him succeed in resisting him. It was a first.

He thought there'd be a bruise to his ego but there was no such thing. In fact, he tried to quiet the part of him that was a little too happy with it.

There were strange emotions lately every time he saw them. The way his heartbeat would spike whenever they entered the room. He was feeling things he'd never felt before. They made him want things foreign to him and it was almost to a point he couldn't take.

Technically he still had time, but one look at Met was enough to break him, he wasn't going to take his eyes off him this time.

Met had just walked in and suddenly the room was twice hotter than it was just moments ago. He was across the room from Jade, slowly turning to face him and oblivious to Jade.
Jade who took a step forward and another towards him, each step faster than the last.

"It seems Jade, we're close to th-"

Jade had suddenly lunged at him and crossed his legs around Met's waist.

Met only had so little time to register and reflexively put a firm hand around Jade's waist before his back hit the wall and his mouth was claimed in a ferocious undertaking.

Jade demanded entry and all he could think was one thing. Fuck it.

He opened up for Jade who searched out his tongue with his own. Neither could suck or nip hard enough, or long enough. Met needed to find some oxygen but not more than he needed this moment.

Jade pulled away and circled his arms around his neck, burying his face on one side, heavy breaths fanning Met's neck.

Met didn't realize how tightly he was holding on to Jade, the weight so natural to him like he would say no if Jade wanted to be put down.

"I don't know what I'm feeling Met, but..." when Jade couldn't continue, Met was more than happy to step in.

"It's okay baby, there's plenty of time to find out, and we're going to be here for it," the hand that Met kept running through his hair melted his heart, he could float in his arms but it was not enough. Something was missing.

Only when Met set him down did he feel complete. Because there was Sean, embracing him from the back.

"About time," Sean couldn't filter how elated he was feeling.

"Ugh shut up and kiss me," Jade turned and Sean showed him how willing he was to obey.

They both pulled apart for air and Sean just held Jade tight, savoring the moment as their foreheads rested against each other.

"So beautiful," came Met's voice. Right before he hugged the other two, squeezing Jade in the middle, he could have sworn he heard him coo.

Jade was more than content, and he couldn't wish to be anywhere else.

"I don't care I'm calling this the Jade sandwich, also it's my new favorite," Sean said, rather proud of himself.

"Mine too," Met confirmed after a low chuckle.

Jade was glad people weren't transparent because if they could look inside him now, they'd see the thousands of butterflies that had replaced all his organs.

"Let's do dinner," Jade said.

"But dinner's too-"

"Exactly," Jade agreed before Sean could finish.

Jade would be lying if he said he wasn't scared of what lay ahead, but he was willing to find out. Because somewhere along the line, he was beginning to trust the two people who couldn't seem to get enough of him. His heart squeezed at the realization that he couldn't seem to get enough of them either.

But now, how was he going to do this? He had no idea. Where would it go? He wondered.
He had so many questions running through his head but he decided to quiet them.

Maybe it was the first time, but it was here, and he was going to try and trust.