Seed: *He walked into Culgan's apartment, a wicked smile on his face. He glanced around to see where the silver-haired man was.* Culgan?* He heard something from the study, so he walked over and stopped behind the wooden desk. The ice-blue eyed general was sitting in his chair. He looked a bit annoyed, being interrupted like this.* There you are...

Culgan: *He looked up from his papers, smiling calmly as he saw who had interrupted him.* Seed. What is it? I'm working, as you can see... Hmm? Why are you smiling like that?

Seed: *He sat on the desk and grinned.* Culgan... you know... *He gave the older man a bit seductive look.* Are you busy right now? You did say once that you always have time for me...

Culgan: Hmm? *He placed the papers on the desk, giving his lover an inquiring look.* What are you up to now, Seed? I have time, but...

Seed: Nothing much. Just... *He smiled at Culgan's answer. The other man could obviously guess what he wanted... Seed tried to keep from laughing. No, Culgan sure didn't know what he really had in mind.* Well. You know damn well what I want when I'm smiling like this, don't you? But... Culgan... *He leaned closer to the taller man, still smiling.* I want to learn... to be on top.

Culgan: What? Well... *He got up, looking at the younger man a bit darkly.* I can teach you that, but you know too well that I won't take the other role in bedplay... So, what did you have in mind?

Seed: *He smiled mischievously.* Thought you'd say that. I know you, you would never... Oh well. That's not a problem; I got myself a partner... *For that, he got a very cold look from his lover. He didn't care. Culgan was possessive, but the silver-haired general would allow this... Seed just knew it.* So, I just need you to teach me.

Culgan: *He looked at his lover, feeling a bit jealous. Seed was his, so he didn't like the idea of the redhead with anyone else... But then he nodded calmly, smiling a bit.* Alright. I will teach you. I'll leave the details to you, then. Just tell me when. Tonight? And where. Your apartment? And who is your partner, by the way?

Seed: You will? Good... *He grinned and got up.* You aren't busy right now, I hope. *He got an inquiring look from the older man. He folded his arms and smirked.* It's Klaus. And I wasn't planning to wait till the evening... he's waiting in my bedroom.

Klaus: Umm...... *He shifted and groaned at the slight throbbing in his head. He felt groggy as he slit his lovely amethyst eyes open. Finding himself in a fully lit room that was all too familiar, he blinked a few times and tried to sit up. His upper body didn't lift off of the sheets. Slowly, he looked up and down, taking in the situation. He almost uttered a gasp, but he contained himself and tried to think calmly like a strategist he was. His hands were tied together to the backboard of the bed, his ankles likewise but spread out and secured to bedposts at end of the bed. His milky white skin was all bare, making contrast to the reddish-dark comforter upon which he was laid. A soft pillow rested beneath his head, providing little comfort. He squirmed, trying to loosen from this mortifying position, but to no avail. How he had gotten into this situation, he couldn't fathom. The last thing he remembered was coming out of the tactical meeting and having Seed approach him. The redhead had been strangely friendly, grinning...* Sir Seed... *Klaus whispered shakily, guessing that he had been somehow rendered unconscious and brought here, into the redhead's room.*

Culgan: *He entered Seed's apartment, following the redhead. He still didn't know all the details; Seed just said that Klaus was here.* So... in the bedroom, eh... *He followed the younger man to the bedroom. As he stepped inside, the sight stopped him. //Oh my// He smiled, very amused now. The young strategist was indeed in waiting in the bedroom, tied to the bed.* Alright. I believe you now. And I'm in. I will teach you.

Seed: Good! *He laughed a bit, and sat down on the rim of the bed.* Ah, you're awake, Klaus. Hope your head isn't hurting that badly... I tried to be careful, but... Well, anyway. Don't worry. I'm not planning to hurt you. And Culgan's here to make sure that I won't... *His fiery eyes studied the young man who was lying in his bed. He glanced at the strategist's clothes; they were on a chair next to the bed where Seed had put them when undressing the brunette. Then he smiled and looked at Culgan.* So? What do you think?

Klaus: *He looked from Culgan to Seed, wide-eyed. He couldn't keep the tranquil silence any longer and spoke in an anguished, yet calm tone.* Sir Seed... why... *He didn't ask what was going on, for he could tell sickeningly well what the two men intended to do. They wouldn't hurt him, that, he knew. However, the look on Seed's handsome face foretold something else in store for Klaus.* Let me go, sirs... I don't agree for this kind of... coarsing. *He whispered nervously, pleading with his gaze.*

Seed: Oh, why? You'll see. And no, I'm not going to let you go, after all the trouble I went through to get you here. Well all right, it wasn't that hard, really. You're pretty incautious for a strategist, you know... *He gave the boy a carefree smile, then looked at Culgan.* Well, what shall we do? You're not planning on just standing there, are you?

Culgan: Of course not... Well, you sure found a fine partner for this. *He looked at the young strategist, still smiling calmly.* I see you saved us the trouble of undressing him... Good. Let's begin then, shall we? First, you might want to take of your clothes, dear... *He walked to the other side of the bed and took off the black coat.* You have some oil here, of course... *His last notice wasn't actually a question, as he knew very well that Seed had some oil for this. After all, they used Seed's apartment sometimes...*

Klaus: You will not touch me! *He raised his voice, anger touching his fair face. He had been abused in sweet agony before, and he did not want to feel that way ever again. He had not convicted the two men for assault, out of his own shame and also the undying affection he had for them. Even then, it hurt to be touched without giving consent, especially like this. He squirmed vainly and twisted his body a little, whimpering. Little did he notice that doing so only made him appear more delectable; his lithe limbs strained against the soft-cloth bindings, his slender neck turned to a side and vulnerable for lips. The center of his body, the modest part revealed to two men's view against Klaus' will, was vulnerable as well.* Untie me, please. Please, Sir Culgan... Seed... *Trailing off in a small whimper, the brunette ceased to move.*

Culgan: I don't think so, Klaus. You see, I promised to teach Seed something, and I'm not planning on being the receiving partner. *He glanced at the brunette, smiling warmly. He was a bit possessive about sharing Seed with anyone, but he didn't have a problem with the young strategist. He found Klaus very attractive. //Very cute indeed// He finished undressing and sat down on the bed.* Well, get that over with, Seed... *He glanced at Seed who was still working with the difficult armor.*

Seed: *He glanced at the silver-haired man, a bit amused by the fact that Culgan was undressed already. The older man was seldom the first the get his clothes off... The redhead was sure Culgan enjoyed seeing him naked while he was still fully clothed himself. He sighed, finally getting rid of the armor. He threw the black shirt and the black pants to the floor and sat on the bed next to Culgan.* Done! Now... *He smiled to the brunette.* Klaus... You'll enjoy it. You'll want it, too. So, just relax, okay?

Klaus: *He hissed sadly* I will NOT enjoy this and you know it. You may make me writhe... make me moan... but... *He bit his lips, glaring up at Seed without real hatred. There were more of resignation and sadness in his eyes. Although he found both Seed and Culgan pleasant friends and wonderful comrades, along with very handsome and attractive... having been taken against his will before made him bitter. If it had been gentle seduction, taking time and effort, he might have... //No.....// Shaking his head inwardly, he tucked his knees together as much as possible, trying to hide his extremity.*

Seed: Klaus... *He shook his head slightly. He was almost feeling a bit guilty, but he didn't let it show. It was not like him.* Dammit! Are you saying you don't like me? Come on. Even after what we did to you in the library... You have never said anything! You have never said that you hate us for it. You're our friend... *He touched the boy's shoulder.* I like you. A lot. Well, if you don't want me... Then I have to wonder why you still have the habit of smiling to me like... like... you meant something! What am I supposed to think?

Culgan: *He looked at his companion, shaking his head. Seed wasn't too good at controlling himself.* Seed, calm down. I'd say that lesson number one here is... if you want to do this right, first you have to stay calm. Being the one who's in control means being the one who has to take care of the other's pleasure, too. *He touched Klaus' face softly, smiling.* And you can lie to yourself and say that you won't enjoy it... that you didn't enjoy it back then... But it's not true. *He smiled mischievously, nodding to Seed.* I will teach Seed how to do it right... And I'm a good teacher.

Klaus: *He wanted to talk back in defiance, to slander Culgan for his smug confidence and Seed for his assumptions. However, he couldn't. Even if he told the two men the worst things, he would not really mean what he said. He liked them too much to put them down like that. All he could say right now, without lying to himself or them, was to beg to be let go.* Please, no... don't make my body betray my mind. I... am afraid. *A clear droplet slid down his right cheek. He was not used to crying, so the tears were minimum. He breathed small sobs and looked away from Seed and Culgan. He felt afraid, not of the two men but of himself. He didn't know his own body, he didn't trust its sensitivity.*

Seed: Klaus, I'm not... You don't need to be afraid. *He sighed. //What does he mean by that? Betray his mind? Aw hell, I knew I'd scare him by bringing him here like this, but hey, I guessed that seducing him wouldn't work! Still...// He looked at the older man, hoping Culgan would say something. This was why he wanted his lover here. He cursed himself silently, knowing that being calm wasn't exactly one of the easiest things for him.*

Culgan: *He was still smiling calmly, and his actions were very calm too, as always.* That is true... No need to be afraid. You're still inexperienced, so it's only natural to be afraid. But you'll never stop being afraid if you don't learn to relax... You need a teacher, too. Well. In that case, seems that I have two students here... So let's start, shall we? *He took Seed's hand and placed it on the boy's smooth chest.* First, you need to learn how to touch your partner... Do it gently, and with no rush...

Klaus: *He stiffened at the feel of large and warm palm over his chest. He contemplated biting off his own tongue and dying, but suicide was not the way of a Windamier man. He'd fight. Fight and fight and... lose in the end. What was he to do but just lie still and try to ignore the undeniable touch? Parting his lips, he whispered shakily.* I don't want to learn... *The gentle hand over his body moved a little, a fingertip glazing over a tiny pink nub. Nervousness increased the work of his nerves, making him pucker immediately, much to his shame. He shut his eyes tight and tensed, pulling on the binds.* No...

Seed: *He took a deep breath, trying to stay as calm as possible. //Okay... What am I going to do...? Hmm... just all the things Culgan does to me, right? It's that simple.// He smiled to himself.* Well, you have two students then, Culgan... Of course, one of us is unwilling to learn. *He kept caressing the young man's chest, while leaning down to kiss the pale shoulders.* Hey, Klaus...? *He murmured silently.* Give up, dammit... You like this as much as I do. I know you do.

Culgan: Maybe you don't want to learn, Klaus. But you'll have to learn sometime... So, would you rather have someone else as your teacher? *He studied Seed's movements for a while, then nodded.* That's good... But how about you take that a little further. Watch... *Slowly, he drew his hand across the young strategist's pale chest, stopping on one small nub. He caressed it with his fingers, smiling at the brunette's reaction.* See?

Klaus: *He bit harder on his lower lip, not so hard as to draw blood, but enough to stifle any whimper. He didn't want to damage himself and be questioned by his father later. More moisture sheeted over his eyes as he felt Culgan's fingers toy with his nipple. It hardened more until it was erect and sensitive. Tiny tingles made him shift on the bed, trying futilely to shrink away.*

Seed: Of course... *He smiled and kissed the soft skin again, while stopping his hand where it was and moving his fingers, teasing the other nipple. He had touched it earlier, so he knew that now he was mostly torturing Klaus with the gentle touch. //Well, this is what Culgan does to me...// It was indeed. And he wanted to learn to do the rest of it, too... although he knew that he could never stay as serene as the older man could.*

Culgan: Good... And remember to stay calm. Now. *He circled the nub with his index finger, while still watching very closely how Klaus reacted.* Well, as you can see, he's enjoying this. Now... do you remember how this is done? Hmm, then again, you're the receiving partner... Look closely now. *He leaned closer to the boy's face, slowly pressing his lip's against the brunette's.*

Klaus: *He whimpered softly as his lips were covered by Culgan. His lithe body, arched a little off of the bed from the sensation in his chest, settled down without power and squirmed there. He tried to look away, to escape the deceptive and gentle kiss, but he could not. //Why are you so gentle? Beat me, rape me, make me feel like a victim...// Tears of defeat poured out of his eyes, freely now. He did not need to be brought to release to lose this bout. The simple gentle kiss sapped his willpower or hope of fighting through. Gradually, he relaxed and resigned himself, merely keeping his eyes closed to ignore the two men.*

Culgan: *He broke the kiss, turning to look at the redhead.* There. You should know how I do it to you, so... Just remember to do it gently. Go on, try... *He moved away, letting Seed move closer to the young strategist. //You'll learn, my love... And you'll learn, too, Klaus...// He sat next to the boy's legs, waiting for Seed to continue.*

Seed: Sure... *He leaned down to kiss the boy. It wasn't that hard, really - he just had to be more careful. With Culgan, he was indeed the receiving partner. And he had the habit of biting the older man's lips to provoke him. This time, he wasn't allowed to do that. So, he tried to do it tenderly, to make the young strategist to answer to the kiss.* Culgan... *He raised his head and glanced at his lover.* Maybe I shouldn't have tied him to the bed. You know, at least he could fight back... like I do. Of course, I don't think Klaus is that spirited... *He smiled playfully, looking at Klaus again and leaned down for another kiss.*

Klaus: *He breathed a little as the first kiss broke, but Seed shut him up easily. A tiny moan rose up his throat, making him feel pathetic at his own reaction. His cheeks flushed with blood rising up to his face. Shame and pleasure. He hated the two laced together. Culgan's position alarmed him, from the last time. //Please don't...//*

Culgan: Well, you could let him go... but not yet. Remember the last time... *He shook his head, smiling. The last time, in the library, Klaus had tried to run away. //Well, we can't allow that to happen this time...// But they could probably let him go later. //Just a little more, and you won't even want to run...// He watched Seed's every move, then nodded his approval.* You're learning. But I still want to see him really responding...

Seed: *He broke the kiss after a while and sighed, smiling.* Ah, so do I... What, you couldn't get him to respond, Mr. Perfect Lover? *He teased the older man, knowing that Culgan did know the true meaning of those words. The redhead wasn't just teasing, or even lying. Culgan was perfect, at least for him. He lay down next to the boy, caressing his shoulder. //I'll make him answer to the kiss... I just have to! Otherwise, this won't be fun...// He pressed his lips against the strategist's again, trying to make the kiss as impassioned as he could.*

Klaus: Mm... *He moaned again, his voice half a whimper of fear. His wrists pulled again at the soft cloth cuffing him, but not to really escape. Rather, his body moved in the instinctive reaction to the warm mouth. Even kisses intimidated his inexperienced mind. Unable to fathom how to escape it, he opened his eyes and saw Seed up close. The feline, handsome face seemed to be enjoying this ordeal. Another moan in his throat, and he submitted. The warmth had gotten the better of him, anyway, and his puckered nipples throbbed to be touched more. Even the blood rushing under his skin felt hot.*

Seed: *He could feel the warmness of Klaus' skin. He kept kissing him, while moving his hand across the boy's chest. He glanced at Culgan; the silver-haired general wasn't doing anything, just waiting... So, he turned to look at Klaus again. To his surprise, the young strategist had opened his eyes, and was looking at him. He slipped his right hand under the younger man's neck, sliding his fingers into the soft brown hair. He lifted the brunette's head up a little, thus making the kissing a bit easier.*

Culgan: *He smiled, very satisfied now. Seed was certainly getting better all the time.* Great. Now, while you're at it, move a bit lower. If you remember how I do it... *He leaned to kiss the boy's chest, his eyes still following the redhead was doing. //I still hope you'll be able to stay calm, my dear...// He touched Seed's hand and smiled.* Can you feel how he's reacting now? Perfect...

Klaus: *He shivered a little, his eyes turning dreamy and wandering over Seed's face to the white ceiling and the tiny chandelier. He didn't cry anymore, but he whimpered a little at a time, Culgan's lips succeeding in making him react below the waist, too. Nerves in his chest, from pink tiny nubs, made him squirm his spread legs. Seed held his head loosely, and when the lips moved away from the kiss, he whimpered again.* ...Mm.......

Seed: You like this? You do... I can feel it. *Smiling, he lay the brunette's head back down on the pillow. He moved down a bit, stopping to kiss the flat chest. He nibbled one small nub with his teeth carefully, while his hand traced down the slender body, until it reached the strategist's half-erect member. He knew Culgan hadn't touched Klaus - this was the result of all the attention the boy's body was getting, mostly from the redhead.* Ah, Klaus... you really do like this...

Culgan: Yes, indeed he does... *He continued kissing the boy's skin, moving up a bit to the slender neck, letting Seed take care of the chest. He kept an eye on his lover, making sure that Seed didn't get too hot-headed.* Touch him... can't you see how much he needs it?

Klaus: Ahh... *He moaned softly, his legs straining as well as his lithe back. Seed's hand, warm and a little rough from holding the sword, traced over his sex. The touch drove him into nudging softly against the palm; shaking his head a little to the assumed "you like this", he mewed in sweet agony.* Aa... ahn... *He became completely erect, the porcelain skin turning pink.*

Culgan: *Slowly, he placed his hand on Seed's, stopping the redhead for a while.* Now, to do this correctly... start slowly, touching only a little. You know, the way I drive you crazy... *He grinned as the look on the redhead's eyes told him that the younger man knew exactly what he was talking about. He led Seed's hand lower, caressing the boy's thighs.* Look at that. He's ready... *He moved Seed's hand to the erection, then lifted his hand off.* Now, start stroking, very gently...

Seed: *Grinning at his experienced teacher, he started fondling the boy's sex. He kissed the soft skin again, while trying to keep his touch gentle. He had to be careful... And he had to avoid being too rough. He took a few deep breaths again; he was getting excited. Culgan had told him to stay calm, and the ice-blue eyes reminded him about it every time he looked at the older man. //Darn. I... Well, I /have/ to do this Culgan's way, otherwise I'll end up hurting Klaus...//*

Klaus: *Tiny kitten-like sounds muffled in his throat. //So warm... hot... hot...// Thinking in muddied mind, he panted shallowly and languidly pumped up to the caressing hand. By now, he was barely conscious of the shameful situation. Only every now and then, he squeaked a little protest and let tears fill his eyes. Bliss sank his mortification beneath the surface of his pretty face, keeping him somewhere between mortification and complete pleasure.*

Seed: *He grinned again, this time to the young strategist. //Heh...// Whatever Klaus said, he sure was enjoying this. Then again, Seed knew that it was impossible not to. He remembered the first time they had touched Klaus; the boy had been very insecure. This time was at least a bit different... probably because the brunette knew what to expect. That being... ecstasy.*

Culgan: *He smiled to Seed, caressing Klaus' chest softly. He was already planning what to teach next. //Hmm. If I'm going to teach the whole thing, I'll have to show how it's done first... after all, Seed doesn't know how to do it.// He slid his hand on the redhead's, guiding the movement.* You're doing fine. Hmm. Next...

Klaus: Ahn, ahh...ahh... *The hand over his member became slippery, telling him that he had released some precum. He sobbed then, breaking into real and steady tears of hatred at himself. His straining limbs screamed out for release, along with the center of his body standing hard. It wouldn't be long before he'd be forced to release; yes, "forced". No matter how gentle or assuring Culgan and Seed were, they didn't care for what he thought or wanted. He felt used...*

Culgan: *He stopped his hand, looking at his lover.* Now. You've done this part before, so you know how to do it. Move your hand to caress his thighs. Then, take it to your mouth. Remember to do it gently... Start from the tip. I'll take care of things up here for a while... *He leaned to kiss the boy's lips. He knew that Klaus still didn't want it, whatever his body was telling them. //Then we'll just have to make sure you start wanting this...// *

Seed: Yeah, have done it before... to you too. *He said a bit mockingly, smile on his face. He had done it to the older man a couple of times, but... Culgan was very careful about having control when they made love. Whatever - the redhead didn't care. Culgan was the only one who'd ever make his submit himself. With Klaus... he'd be on top. //Well then...// He moved his hand lower, out of the way, and took the tip of the organ into his mouth. //Have to be cautious...// *

Klaus: Mmmmmm!! *He bucked weakly as Seed took his tip into the soft lips. His hips lifted from the bed, but he couldn't keep up that position. Against his body's lusty will, he eased back down and thrust a little against the redhead's mouth. He had been brought to prime already, and the further stimulation only ensured his release into the man's throat. Eyes half-lidded and unable to keep moans from filling Culgan's kiss, Klaus murmured unconsciously as the lips lifted a little from his own.* Please..........

Culgan: That sounds better... *He whispered before kissing the boy again. Seed was doing a great job with pleasing the young man. But he still knew that Klaus would try to resist, at least after the release when regaining his senses. //And before that, have make sure that you won't want to get away anymore...// He broke the kiss for a moment and glanced at the redhead.* Continue. He's almost done...

Seed: *He lifted his other hand from the boy's chest and motioned to Culgan, the gesture meaning "You don't need to tell me that." He suckled gently, enjoying how Klaus responded. Yes, he was almost done...*

Klaus: Ahnnnn... nn... no, no, no...!! *Tear-glazed purple eyes widened pitifully as milky droplets made escape into Seed's mouth. Klaus trembled all over, his hips rising again in tiny twitches. The cry, turning into a dragged mew and whimper, only told the older men that they pleased his body. Panting and sniffling, he gave out the last of his release and continued to shiver in afterthroes.*

Seed: *He didn't stop until Klaus had completely released. He swallowed down the milky liquid, teased the boy's sex with his tongue a bit more, then lifted his head. //One. I wonder how many times Culgan is planning to make him do this... Well, he can make me do it several times, so... Poor Klaus. He'll be exhausted by the time we're done... Heh.// He stroke the pale thighs, looking at Culgan.* There... What next?

Culgan: Next? Well, I'll teach you to do something... *He sat up on the rim of the bed, touching the boy's face softly. He sighed, knowing that Klaus still didn't want to give up. The brunette's body told them otherwise, but his mind... //Hmm. What am I going to do with you...// He'd have to think about that later; now he was planning on continuing the lesson.* Alright. First... *He took a bottle of oil from the nightstand. //Knew you had some of this here, my love...//* We'll need this...

Klaus: Ahn... nn... *He whimpered out moans, sobbing as small shudders subsided from his lithe figure. The bliss had made him weep more, his entire body going rigid and then numb, fingers loosening from where they had been in fists. Breathing raggedly, he shook his head in denial; he saw the bottle of oil, which he knew would be used for readying his inner tract.* Don't.... don't... *He closed his eyes, too tired to put much of a resistance.*

Culgan: *He rubbed some oil to his hands, then gave the bottle to Seed. He shook his head, looking at the brunette.* Sorry, Klaus dear... You just refuse to give up. So we don't have much choice... *He turned to Seed and nodded.* Add that to your hands. Now, watch... *He slid his hand up on the young strategist's thigh, stopping it between the slender legs.* To prepare your lover, this is necessary...

Seed: *Grinning, he took the oil bottle from Culgan. Sure, he knew what the older man was about to do. After all, he did it every time the two made love. He did as he was told, then put the small bottle away. He leaned down to kiss Klaus' chest, still keeping his eyes on what Culgan was about to do.*

Klaus: *Flushing redder, he did his best to tense up and try to keep the finger out. He dreaded Culgan's long digit that had tortured him the previous time. Now that he was no longer a virgin, he knew what was awaiting him. He wanted everything to hurt, but the oil would not allow it. //I can't win...// Cringing, he lay there waiting for the inevitable, his knees as closely tucked as the bindings allowed them to be.*

Culgan: *He moved to sit between the boy's legs to keep them apart. He nodded to Seed, then took the redhead's hand and drew it next to his.* Since you won't learn this by just watching... let's see. *He placed his hand on the redhead's, keeping their palms together.* Now, do this with me. Remember to be careful...

Seed: Ah, gonna teach me how to... Yeah, I'll be careful... *He grinned again, the ever-present warm fire in his eyes. They both had oil in their fingers; sliding them inside Klaus was more than easy. He looked at the older man's calm expression and wished he could be like that. He was getting a bit impatient, but there was nothing he could do. So, he concentrated on letting Culgan guide his finger.*

Klaus: Ahh, no!!! *He winced at the feel of two fingers probing into him. It has been a short while since he had last been touched there, and a mild stretching made him uncomfortable. He desperately tried to clamp tight against the fingers but to no avail. Culgan's longer finger found its way right to his prostate and he froze, pleading with a fearful look not to have that area stimulated.*

Culgan: *Glancing shortly at the boy's face, he shook his head a bit. //Ah, you're a hard one, Klaus...// He concentrated back on the lesson, guiding Seed's finger to the weak spot.* Now this here... Well, I'm sure you know what I mean, since I've touched you before. This is the sensitive spot that makes you so weak... And see? It has the same effect on Klaus, too... *He moved his hand slowly, along with the redhead's.*

Seed: Aha... *He knew very well what the other man was talking about. //Damn you, Culgan. Well, now I know one more reason why you have such control over me...// He moved his hand, rubbing his finger against the weak spots inside Klaus.* Like this? Well... *He glanced at the boy's face as well and smiled.* At least he seems to like it.

Klaus: *He dug his teeth into the lower lip to kill the reactive yips. His waist bucked, even though he didn't want it to. Seed and Culgan prodded the ball of their fingers against the tiny gland inside him, each press causing him to stiffen and arch from the bliss shooting up. His just-spent member was literally forced back into erection while he heaved and sobbed. Pleasure was curse.* Ahn.. nn..! Nnn...! Ahhh!! *He cried out softly in anguish, all bodily modesty lost.*

Culgan: There we go. He does like it indeed, no matter how much he wishes not to. Now. How to do the actual part... I'd better show you first. You know how I do it to you, and you've watched once, but still... *He removed his finger, also drawing Seed's hand away. He took the oil bottle again, and added some oil to his member.* Alright, watch now carefully... *Slowly, he pressed in, having no trouble as they'd prepared the boy quite well. He thrust in a few times, caressing the young strategist's thighs.* Think you could do this? You have to remember to stay calm...

Seed: *He watching closely, keeping his attention at what the silver-haired general was doing. Then he nodded slightly.* I should be able to... but... *His hand wandered to the hard length, and he stroked it cautiously.* Are you sure he's ready? *He smiled a bit, biting his lip.* We should untie him... I don't want to do it when he's... like this.

Klaus: Ahhhhhh! *He threw back his brunet head as Culgan invaded him with the hard member. His legs, tied spread and nudged apart more by Culgan being in between them, tugged painfully at the bindings as he kicked at the sheets. It didn't hurt, but the scalding feeling of the length glazing against his tract made him cry out and tremble. Seed's hand toying with his crotch persuaded his body into melting again, losing control and giving into mews and pants. He lost the grip of the situation, just sobbing and pleading for more even as he shook his head in shame.*

Culgan: Hmm, if you say so... He won't be running away anymore, anyway... *He withdrew slowly, then moved to untie the brunette's hands and legs.* But now, let's continue the lesson. You know how it's done now, so. It's your turn, my dear... *He took the oil bottle and gave it to the redhead.* Better use some of that first... And remember. Be careful, and do not lose control.

Seed: *He gritted his teeth, but nodded. //Do not lose control. Easy for you to say, Culgan...// He sighed, trying to do whatever the older man told him to do. //First, this oil.// He did what Culgan had done earlier. //And then... Carefully...// He moved on top of Klaus, lifting the lithe body up from the sheets, and trust in slowly.*

Klaus: *He lay shivering on the bed when he was freed, giving a sigh of disappointment as Culgan drew away. He heard the two men talking, but he didn't care to listen anymore. Whimpering at the lack of stimulation, he gladly welcomed Seed drawing him close, and moaned as the redhead tentatively entered him.* Ahn...! *A droplet of remaining tear slid down his blushed cheek as he half-lidded his amethyst eyes.*

Culgan: *Smiling, he wiped off the tear from the delicate face. He leaned closer to kiss the boy gently, then turned to look at the redhead.* Hmm, you're doing just fine, my love... Since you're the one who should learn to do this, continue until you're both finished... *He stroked the brunette's hair softly, keeping his eyes on his lover. He wasn't finished himself, but it never gave him any trouble. Besides... //I'll deal with you later...// He grinned a bit, then turned back to kiss the young strategist.*

Seed: *He didn't actually hear what the older man said to him, because he was starting to lose himself in what he was doing. But, somewhere deep in his mind he knew that he could trust his lover; if he would get too rough, Culgan would stop him and tell him to be more careful. He tried to control himself as well as he could. The feeling of something tight around his member and the softness of the boy's skin close to him... It was unbelievable. //How... can Culgan... stay... so damn... calm when... we...?// For him, it was impossible. He gasped, barely managing to keep himself calm.* Mmmh... Klaus... you're...

Klaus: *Like someone who had been injected with drug, he let his gaze wander in unfocused delirium. His hands held Culgan's loosely, his legs drawing about Seed's waist and thighs. He was not so detached that he became unresponsive; quite contrarily, he reacted sharply and writhed languidly to maximize the pleasure of this act. His hard member rubbed against Seed's abdomen, making him sigh and mew at every thrust. His face, always fair and composed, was a picture of flushed, wanton beauty now.* Please... please... *He sniffled as he approached orgasm, squirming to get the last necessary drive.*

Culgan: *He glanced at Seed, studying the redhead's face. //Hard for you too keep calm. I knew that... Well, this will be over soon...// He knew that Klaus' mind was too lost to notice if Seed was being a bit too rough, so at this point it didn't matter anymore. He concentrated back on kissing the brunette, sliding his hand on the slender chest. He stopped to caress the hard nubs, knowing that the boy's release was close.*

Seed: *Panting, he thrust in harder, unable to keep himself from doing so. He smiled at the young strategist's pleas; the boy really /did/ want this. So did he. He was afraid he'd lose his mind... he had lost the control of his body already.* Come... on... Klaus... give up... Dammit, I... will... do it soon enough...

Klaus: *As though in answer to Seed's gritted words, he shuddered a few times and broke into a blissful orgasm. He cried out a few times against Culgan's kiss, desperately clinging to the silver-haired man's arm and pumping back toward the redhead. There was not much existing in his world then; just sheer pleasure and the sensation of long and frantic release.* Mm... mmm... *He whimpered at the last spurt, going limp beneath the two men and still shuddering lightly in the aftermath.*

Seed: *He felt the boy's release, and knew that next it would be his own turn. He was shivering from pleasure. He tried to stay quiet, but just couldn't, as the burning feeling consumed him.* Aaaah... Klaus...! *After he had released fully, he just fell down on top of the boy, feeling very tired.*

Culgan: *He smiled, shaking his head.* Good... Well, it seems that you're both quite spent for now... *He got up from the bed and returned soon with some warm water.* I'd guess you're too tired to clean yourself, my dear, so I guess it's better if I do this... But you'll have to move a bit...

Klaus: *He felt Seed spill inside him and the soft thud of the man falling over his chest. However, he could only breathe shallowly and blink out the tears. He closed his eyes and fell into a fatigued post-coital sleep, his limbs going slack from where they held onto the others.*

Seed: *He withdrew slowly, and moved to the other side of the bed. A short time passed, then he took a deep breath as he could feel Culgan doing something.* What... are you...? *He opened his eyes and lifted his head a little.* Oh... that. Hmmh. Uh... Well? *He grinned a bit.* You... think I learned the basics now...? *He looked at the other man, barely able to keep his eyes open. //Of course, next time... I'm gonna... try and seduce Klaus or something. He'll surely hate me... after I dragged him here against his will and... Oh well...//*

Culgan: Basics? Sure... It takes a lot of skill to know how to do everything right, but yes, those are the basics. *He finished the cleaning and put the water away, smiling to his lover.* Try to rest a little now... I can see that you can't keep your eyes open. And Klaus fell asleep already...

Seed: He did... *He smiled wearily.* Okay... basics, eh. Next time... *He yawned.* Next time, I'm going to... *His head fell back to the pillow and he closed his eyes, sighed and fell asleep.*

Culgan: *He smiled, then just lay down on the bed next to the redhead and wrapped the sheets around the three of them. //Next time... heh...// He drew his red-haired lover a bit closer and stroked the fine hair while watching as the young strategist slept. //Sweet dreams, both of you... Well. Next time...// He smiled calmly, then closed his eyes.*