Collin bit back a whine as fingers moved inside of him, the aid from the lube conveniently kept alongside the conditioner making the stretch easy and mostly painless as he gripped onto the bar installed on the wall… maybe for this reason in particular. It was just for safety, someone cracking their head open was a total mood killer when it came to shower sex.

“What are you up for this morning, Honey?”

Spencer asked huskily as he came up for a breath, holding Collin’s member in his hand and stroking him in time to how Ty was moving his fingers, looking far too pretty and unfairly collected on his knees as he pressed kisses to Collin’s stomach and made him shake; an almost sob whimpering past his lips as pleasure blurred the edges of his vision.

“A-Anything-ah!"

He answered shakily, crying out when their rhythms synced so deliciously perfect and shivers trembled through him; knowing that he would have to answer one way or another and not wanting to wait any longer.

“I-In me? P-Please?”

“You sure you’re up for that now, Sweetheart?”

Ty rumbled from above Collin’s head, hooking his chin comfortably over his shoulder and nipping at the skin there, not at all questioning the smaller man’s wants but just reaffirming his request.

“Mhm… yes, please.”

“I don’t see any reason why we can’t proceed then.”

Spencer said smugly from below, rising slowly and pulling Collin snug against him, letting his shaft slip between Collin’s thighs and rest there, warm and heavy as he tipped his Sweetheart's head upward and pulled him into a messy kiss, enjoying the moans and quiet whimpers Ty was pulling out of him.

“Darling, could I have…?”

Spencer reached out his hand, smiling ever so fondly over at Ty and leaning over to peck his lips in thanks as he was given the bottle of lubricant, squirting a nice dollop onto his hand before coating himself and lifting one of Collin’s legs so he could start to slide in, checking often to make sure he was alright.

Collin shuddered out a breath, making sure to keep his breathing even to ease the stretch and leaning back against Ty’s firm chest so he didn’t fall; knowing that even if he did happen to slip both of them would easily catch and steady him again.

The bottle was taken back and Collin hurriedly wrapped his arms around Spencer’s shoulders when he was lifted into his arms, hips meeting Spencers as he was seated fully on him with a lowly keened whine, stomach coiling tight with heat and arousal.

“You feel so good, Honey, absolutely-”

A slow exhale interrupted Spencer’s words, a lungful of shower damp air being calculatingly sucked back in before he had the control and wherewithal to complete it.

"-perfect.”

He finished, meeting Ty over Collin’s shoulder for a messy, almost desperate kiss as Collin began to slowly rotate his hips, ready for movement and eagerly wanting to head towards the part where they all could actively participate in the same act. Not that they weren’t all completely participating, but Collin always felt this certain thing was special when they were both in him.

“Gorgeous. Positively stunning.”

Ty breathed, kissing the both of them in turn as he watched the two loves of his life move against each other, making little noises of pleasure and repeatedly meeting his eye so he wouldn’t have any doubt they wanted him here; wanted them all together in this moment and far beyond.

He loved them so very much.

“I could-I’m ready.”

Collin said when he was able to compose himself enough to form words, hand reaching back to pull Ty even closer as he urged Spencer to slow for a moment.

Fingers pressed in alongside Spencer’s length, the intrusion earning a sound from both Collin and he as Ty worked his fingers in deeper and added liberal amounts of lubricant as he went.

Collin did his best to relax, once again focusing on his breathing as he felt himself being stretched and stretched wider in preparation, fighting the urge to cry out as both fingers and Spencer were pressed right against the deepest parts of him.

It took time and patience and more than a few instances where Collin asked them to wait for a moment, minutes spent trading kisses and caresses and both Spencer and Ty showering Collin with encouragement and wholly meant declarations of love. Collin returned the sentiments as best as he could, nodding his head and murmuring out an affirmative when he was ready to continue.

By the time Ty finally slid into him the three of them were all so tightly strung, already dangling at the edge of release but so connected in this beautifully warm moment of love and acceptance and happiness that their joining felt so entirely right.

Like nothing could have ever been more meant to be.

Then Ty and Spencer started moving and the fire of tension and passion was turned to scalding just as easily as it was lessened when Collin asked for a moment to breathe. Each one in turn making their pleasure audibly known as their bodies moved and worked in tandem with each other; mottled red marks being littered across chests and fingers finding sensitive patches of skin to scratch and pull at. Teeth and tongues clashing in sensual delight the sound of skin on skin on skin sounded over and over and over.

Their pleasure rose to a crescendo and peaked with each of them holding the others tightly while a wave of ecstasy rolled through the all of them in turn, eyes rolling back and legs locking to make sure Collin didn’t fall while hair was tugged to the point of pain which only added to the pleasure.

The descent from their high was gradual and calming, breaths being panted quietly against another’s cheek or shoulder as they all just breathed together for a moment, savored what they had and all gave a silent thanks to whoever was listening.

Once they had all completely come back to themselves, the shower was turned back on and the shriek of indignance from Collin at the temperature earned laughs and fond kisses from the two taller men as they cleaned themselves for the second time.

They all fell onto the couch in soft shirts and sleep pants, a heap of warm bodies and gentle kisses as they turned the tv to the Christmas channel and watched whatever sappy lifetime movie was on at ten in the morning on a Saturday.

They fell asleep there, one on top of the other as the afternoon turned to evening and the noise from the television played from show to show quietly in the background; the change of day going unnoticed by the three still slumbering peacefully on the couch.

Spencer woke first, blinking groggily in the late afternoon sun and tumbling from the couch as quietly as he could before stumbling to the kitchen and preparing a big late lunch or early supper depending on what you wanted to call it; making sandwiches and heating up soup leftover for the night before and loading it all up onto a tray that he set on the coffee table in front of his lovers.

They were adorably entwined, Collin laying flat across Ty’s chest with his hair a complete mess while Ty snored softly from where he lay with his head on the arm of the couch, arm dangling off the edge and hand resting on the ground where it had fallen when Spencer had gotten up; legs tangled togehter.

Spencer loved them both so much.

“Darling, Honey, it’s time to wake up and eat now.”

He spoke low but firm, leaning down to press a kiss to each of their foreheads before giving them a little shake when neither stirred, slapping Ty’s shoulder lightly when he snored very loudly in answer to his gentle awakening.

Ty laughed, the sound and movement rousing Collin with a groggily mumbled and quite indiscernible question before his eyes fell onto the food and he was wide awake.

Another movie was put on, this one chosen unanimously by the three of them as everything was eaten and they all settled back onto the couch, leaning heavily on each other after the dishes and utensils were stacked back onto the tray for easy transference back to the kitchen.

It was an unspoken rule that whoever got up first would be the one to take it back between Collin and Ty since Spencer was the one who got it in the first place.

Spencer and Ty exchanged a look over the top of Collin’s head, a silent agreement that made smiles spread across their lips before they both looked forward again and were silent.

“Tomorrow.”

Ty said, seemingly out of nowhere and Collin tilted his head to the side so he could give the larger man a questioning look.

“What’s tomorrow?”

“We’ll tell you the secret tomorrow.”

Spencer finished with a wide, secretive grin.

“Really?!”

Collin insisted, turning back and forth so he could see both of their expression and complaining in impatience when all he could wheedle out from the both of them was a simple ‘yep, tomorrow’ and nothing else.

Well, tomorrow wasn’t that far away. Collin could -probably- wait.

--

Right when the clock hit six forty-five the next morning Collin sat bolt upright in bed, looking eagerly around and frowning in confusion when he found himself alone.

The smell of molasses, brown sugar, and Collin’s favorite Christmas scented candle was fresh and warm as it wafted in from most likely the kitchen and living room, a quick survey of the room making Collin zero in on the plate of gingerbread -his favorite- cookies along with a neatly folded piece of paper.

He reached for the paper, the bed creaking slightly when he moved and the sound of hurried footsteps and the front door quickly shutting made his lips twitch upward, fingers deftly unfolding the note and reading.

Come and meet us where you were waiting for us to find you.

-T & S

Make sure to put on a coat, Honey!

And a hat, please.

He leapt out of bed in a flurry of blankets, hurriedly shoving his feet into his slippers and rushing through the house so he could gather both his hat and his jacket before running for the door and collecting himself before swinging it open, blinking against the early morning light and coming to an abrupt halt when he saw both of his boyfriends at the bottom of the steps, just past the gate.

They were hand in hand, smiling up at him with a small box held between them dressed in suits. Maroon and deep, deep cobalt that complimented the atmosphere of falling snow and wide grins beautifully. They were beautiful. Stunning.

Collin felt himself move, stopping right before them with eyes wide and breath caught in his throat, tears shimmering just at the edge of his vision as they began to speak.

“Happy Anniversary, Sweet Thing.”

“Happy Anniversary, Honey.”

He had to bite his lip so he didn’t start sobbing, his hand coming up to cover his mouth so it could hide the way his bottom lip was trembling.

The box was opened to reveal a matching set of three rings, simple bands of silver that were three branches entwined to make a full circle; beautiful.

“Collin…”

The two of them exchanged a look, equal parts excited and nervous before they swallowed and started again.

“Collin, we love you so much and even though we’re happier than we could have ever even hoped, we were wondering if you would-”

“Yes!”

Collin couldn’t hold himself back, hiccuping past a sob as tears flowed freely down his cheeks and he made sure to check the box was safe before throwing his arms wide and pulling both Spencer and Ty close, sniffling and nodding his head just in case they didn’t understand.

“Yes, yes, yes, one hundred percent yes even though-”

A hiccup interrupted his words.

“E-Even though I’m a little mad that you beat me t-to it.”

Surprised looks from Ty and Spencer, both of them drawing back just enough so they could look down at Collin in surprise.

“Beat us to it?”

“Beat us to it??”

They said in sync, expressions surprised and shocked.

“Well… well yeah."

Collin wiped his eyes, leaning back from where he had been on his tiptoes and licking his lips with another nod, smiling slyly to himself before holding up a finger in the universal ‘one-second' motion and darting quickly -carefully, at Ty and Spencer’s concerned call- back up the steps and into the kitchen pantry so he could pull out a box and hurry back outside; plopping it on top of the other containing the rings and smiling shyly up at his two future husbands.

“Open it.”

He said hesitantly, waiting until they opened the box to find a gorgeous matching set of three rings on chains, a simple silver band ending in a knot made of three colors. Black, gold, and white.

“So, I guess since you know my answer… I just have to know if you both will agree to spend the rest of your lives with me?” Of course, the answer was yes.