Waking up in strange places seemed to be becoming a habit. Thom opened his eyes to find that he was once again not where he had been when unconsciousness originally descended.

What was also very significant was that, soon after consciousness returned, he realised he was totally naked. Several other facts followed this one quite quickly: there was a rather possessive arm around his waist; he was spooned up against another naked body behind; he had an arm thrown over Jonathan who was lying in front of him.

They all appeared to be in a bed that was not the couch from Damian's rooms.

The moment he moved, the arm around his waist tightened a little and he half turned, realising that he was not the only person awake in the bed. He was not overly surprised to find that the firm body behind him belonged to Damian. He was even less surprised to see that a very much asleep Colin was curled up against Damian's back as well.

"Naked?" he asked, deciding that he would rather have an interesting conversation than a serious one.

"There are many things I allow in the Lair," Damian said, accepting his lead and smiling just a little, "grime is not one of them."

"I see your point," he replied, since he could not say he disliked the fact he was naked in close proximity to other naked men.

He could still feel the shift in the magic around him. It had not settled yet and it made his nerves tingle.

It was impossible to say how long he had been unconscious, but it could not have been too long as he felt the need for sex beginning to make itself known again. Jonathan appeared to be sleeping peacefully in front of him, something that surprised and pleased him, but he was not sure he would be able to let it go on much longer.

"I can feel the need in you," Damian whispered to him quietly.

"You and Colin put on quite a show," Thom replied, feeling his cock beginning to stir at the memory.

"Orchestrated by you," Damian pointed out and the hand resting on him moved slowly over his skin. "You move people like chess pieces."

"Only when necessary," he said and gave a small moan as Damian kissed the side of his neck and clever fingers stroked down over his stomach, just brushing the hair nestling between his legs.

It was Damian who was making a move now and he almost gave in, but he managed to pull back control at the last moment. To his surprise he felt Damian smiling into his back.

"You have a will of iron," Damian said, seemingly more amused than anything else.

"That is not the only thing made out of iron at the moment," he replied, feeling his cock throbbing as he rapidly hardened.

"Then I suggest you wake your sweet young thing," Damian told him, "and do something about it."

That did surprise Thom and he turned again.

"I am no longer the young man you met all those years ago," Damian said, no trace of the jealousy Thom had feared, "I am old enough to recognise necessity, and I know the bonds which bind us can never be broken. He is young and we need to teach him how to share and be shared."

Now Thom slowly smiled. Damian really was the leader he had hoped.

"I cannot think of anyone I would rather share him with," he said, and he genuinely meant it.

"Does that include me?" Colin sounded sleepy, but very much interested.

"Family is family," Thom said and looked back at Jonathan's slumbering face, "and I think it is time we taught Jonathan that."

Moving forward, he made sure he was nose to nose with Jonathan before he slowly traced his fingers over Jonathan's chest. The muscles under the taught skin to twitched just slightly.

He smiled as Jonathan moved to clumsily brush his hand away and settled back into sleep. Once his boyfriend was still, he started touching again, this time gently flicking the pad of his thumb over the one nipple he could easily reach. Now Jonathan made a low humming sound, clearly beginning to wake up, but not quite there. Thom kissed his boyfriend lightly on the nose.

Jonathan opened his eyes and blinked. Thom continued to play with the nipple below his fingers. He could tell the moment Jonathan's brain caught up with being awake, at which point, he moved even closer and demanded a kiss. Jonathan gave in easily, opening his mouth and allowing Thom to push his tongue in as Thom let one of his hands dance down Jonathan's chest to seek a bigger prize.

Damian's hands were fondling his arse and running slowly over his lower back, just reminding him that Damian was there as he took Jonathan in hand. Jonathan moaned into the kiss, clearly appreciating the touch, but Thom found himself moaning as well as a hand slipped between his legs and fondled his sac. Damian seemed very determined to make sure he remembered he and Jonathan were not alone.

As Jonathan sucked on his tongue, he kind of forgot he was the one supposed to be initiating things for a while.

He enjoyed the attention for some time, from Damian behind and Jonathan in front, but it wasn't in line with his plan, so eventually, he resisted it. They were covered in a light sheet, not really needing the warmth, but bowing to the niceties, but now it was in the way. Thom took the top of it, bunched it up and threw it towards the end to the bed. Raising himself up into a half sitting position, he twisted so that he was almost coming on to his knees.

"That's better," he said, letting his eyes run over all three other occupants of the bed, "now I can see."

Jonathan looked slightly uncomfortable to be suddenly without any cover in a bed with two other vampires he barely knew, and Thom didn't want that to last for long.

"Time for proper introductions," he said with a mischievous smile and quickly climbed over Jonathan. "Move over," he instructed, while doing his very best not to fall out of the bed where he was now on the very edge.

That would definitely have crimped his style.

Jonathan did as he was told, moving closer to Damian, but did not seem entirely comfortable with the action.

"What..?" Jonathan started to ask.

"Just relax," was all Thom said as he began to make himself comfortable, "you're going to like this."

He looked to Damian, who met his gaze and gave just the tiniest sign of acknowledgement. They were marching to the same tune.

Thom felt the spark of excitement in his belly, making his body respond even more, but at that point he was more interested in his boyfriend than his own arousal.

Thom settled down behind Jonathan, aligning his body to Jonathan's and smoothing a hand over Jonathan's side, hopefully allaying any fears Jonathan might be feeling. He kissed the side of Jonathan's neck, pushing himself against his lover so that they were skin to skin and making sure Jonathan could not move back at the same time.

The next part was the first test and he let his eyes meet Damian's.

Colin was lying behind Damian in the same way he was behind Jonathan and seemed to be very interested in Damian's ear, but Thom could see Colin watching him and Jonathan as well. They were all still on the same page even as Colin caressed Damian.

Damian acknowledged Thom's look by leaning forward, moving a little way from Colin, although Colin's hands were still running over Damian's upper and lower body and they were only parted from the waist up. Damian stole a kiss from Jonathan and insinuated himself into a similar role as Thom had had before, while Thom caressed Jonathan from behind.

For a few moments Jonathan was tense, Thom could feel it in his lover, but Damian was not easily put off, and Jonathan slowly relaxed into the kiss. The fact that Thom could see Damian's hands moving over very less than innocent places on Jonathan had to have helped. Thom continued to lay gentle kisses on the back of Jonathan's neck and shoulders.

It wasn't long before Jonathan was kissing Damian back and moving to touch as well, at which point Thom decided to move on. Very slowly he began to work his way down Jonathan's back, curling himself round on the bed so that he didn't fall off the end. He layered kisses all over Jonathan's skin as he went until he reached Jonathan's back side, at which point he found it completely irresistible and he nipped at his lover's ass cheek quite hard. The resulting squeak was well worth the effort.

"Hey," Jonathan said, twisting and looking down at him, at which point he just grinned.

"It's not like you're going to bruise," he said in as cheeky a tone as he could manage.

"He has a point," Damian agreed and caused Jonathan to look between both of them and pout in the most adorable manner.

"Aww," Colin said, leaning up on one arm and leering at all three of them, "ganging up on poor Jonathan."

Thom's grin widened.

"Oh yes," he replied and had a good fondle for good measure.

He had very definite designs on Jonathan's ass. Even as Jonathan tried to protest about the ganging up part, he urged his lover's top leg up and forward, eventually coming to rest over Damian's hip.

"Much better," he said and moved in on his target.

The puckered little hole right in front of his face was exactly what he was after and, spreading Jonathan with his fingers, he swiped his tongue across that particular spot. All protest from Jonathan died instantly. About the only sound Jonathan seemed to be capable of making was a low moaning, that Damian soon reduced even more by demanding yet another kiss.

If there was one thing Jonathan had never been able to resist it was a good tongue-lashing. It never ceased to relax Jonathan in a way just about nothing else could, which was why Thom had chosen his current form of attack.

He gave the strong muscle another couple of swipes of his tongue, relishing the heightened experience that his vampire senses gave him. The quiet whimpering which resulted was very gratifying, so he moved his attack up a gear, pushing his tongue against Jonathan hard. Jonathan broke out of the kiss with Damian then, head going back a way and breath coming in little gasps. Thom kept up his attack.

The way the muscle under his tongue quivered at his touch made him smile, or at least as well as he could without giving Jonathan any chance to gather himself. Thom was enjoying every second and Jonathan's hole was giving in to his assault, relaxing in a trained response. It was exactly what he wanted.

It took him a few more minutes, drawing quite a few vaguely strangled sounds from his lover, especially since Damian at no point gave up from the front either, but eventually he could feel that Jonathan was more than ready for the next step.

If the sigh was anything to go by, Jonathan thought he was having mercy when he finally pulled back, but he had no intention of being merciful for long. He wanted Jonathan to completely come apart under their touch; to surrender completely and finally realise that there was no threat from the others.

Jonathan was territorial and overly paranoid, and this was a physical demonstration that those instincts were now entirely redundant. This was love at its most primitive form and, as such, required very careful handling. Thom was going to claim what belonged to him, claim and then share.