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A week. A whole damn week of Merlin and Percival teasing him, casually touching him, kissing him passionately goodbye before going to work. Kissing each other even - something Gwaine had once confessed to finding very arousing, but knowing both men weren’t really into each other yet, Gwaine still hoped they’d fall in love one day.
Drastic times called for drastic measures. Gwaine planned for this evening to finally, finally get his relief. How was he to know his boyfriends had something else in mind?
One big disadvantage of working with his boyfriends was that he wasn’t truly ‘safe’ from them at work.
Gwaine had been using the lavatory alone this past week. A testament to how well their friends knew them was their friends taking one look at Gwaine before sighing or grinning and shaking their heads at Percy and Merls.
They knew there was a ‘weird’ sex thing going on - as Elyan would put it.
When Gwaine now went to the restroom - in the hope of avoiding further embarrassment, he chose to go when most of their level’s workers had gone out for lunch - he was ambushed by Percival just as the door closed.
“Uff.” Being pushed against the door so suddenly shouldn’t have turned Gwaine on so much. “Percy?”
“Hmm. You’ve been good, haven’t you Gwaine? no touching yourself?”
“I would if I could and you know it you jerk.” Gwaine tried to play it cool. He knew Percival didn’t like him to mouth off like this, but every man had their limit and Gwaine was way past his.
“Tsk tsk tsk.” Merlin stepped out of one of the stalls, went towards the sink and washed his hands. “And here I was thinking you could be left out once we’re home.”
Dread pooled in Gwaine’s stomach. He looked from one lover to the other and whined. “Please let me out…”
“Oh, you want to get out of the restroom? No problem darling.” Percival said with convincing fake innocence and stepped back so Gwaine wasn’t cornered anymore.
“That’s not-”
“Gwaine. Don’t argue with us. You want your relief, you get it. But on our terms and ours alone.”
Gwaine stared helplessly at Merlin before hanging his head and replied softly, “As you wish.”
Neither made a move for a moment before Merlin turned off the tab and dried his hands, then turned fully to Gwaine. “Love? What is your colour?”
Gwaine’s head snapped up, looking at Percival and Merlin, seeing the earnest concern that filled him with love and calmed his gnawing fears a bit. “Yellow,” Gwaine answered honestly and heard twin breaths being sucked in before Merlin stepped closer.
His voice had dropped to a soothing tone as he asked Gwaine, “What do you need?”
Gwaine didn’t have to think about the answer: “A promise that you still take this damn thing off today. I can’t deal with it another day. I liked it enough the first few days but... but I've reached my limit. Tonight is the latest I can bear, and that's if I know I get it off tonight.”
Without having to talk about it, Percival immediately promised, Merlin nodding his head. “Of course. At the latest tonight before we go to sleep we will take it off. We swear Gwaine.”
Gwaine felt the tension leaving him and he smiled softly. “Ok. Then I can endure.”
Merlin and Percival looked at him with concern before nodding, and the gentle giant stepped into his space kissing him languidly, gently as only he could. Face cradled in that big hand of his, Gwaine managed to ignore the tightly coiled lust that his blue balls had resulted in for the past week.
When Percival stopped kissing, he left Gwaine panting and feeling very needy. “Mean.”
“Oh love, just a bit longer. We will make you cum so hard and so often you will beg for the cage to be back on so your poor cock gets a break.”
Gwaine moaned unashamed and humped Percival's leg, feeling desperate for relief again as the damn cage deprived him of the friction he craved - or any stimulation at all. “I fucking hate you.”
Merlin chuckled, clearly amused by Gwaine’s pouting and Percival - that traitor - caressed Gwaine’s hair once before placing a loving kiss on Gwaine’s forehead. “Tonight will be wonderful. We will take good care of you. Just a bit more patience, love.”
Gwaine huffed but smiled softly. “I can’t wait but I suppose I have to.”
It was his way of showing them he was ok for now.
After that Gwaine got to use the stall, his boyfriends waiting outside the lavatory went with him for lunch. If it was the closest of Gwaine’s favourite places, Gwaine wasn’t going to complain.
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“Please!” Gwaine had been naked and aching for hours now. He was bound, hands cuffed behind his back, a spreader bar between his legs, and occasionally gagged with a cock from either Merlin or Percival.
“Please what love?” Merlin stroked gently over his back, in a way that would be innocent if not for Merlin’s naked and cum stained cock, which just a bit ago had reduced Gwaine to a babbling mess.
“Please take this off…” Gwaine was sobbing now.
A thumb suddenly pressing inside him, the other fingers fondling his balls, made Gwaine cry out in overstimulation. “Shush… You can take this. You did so wonderfully. Just a bit more. I want to cum in you. And you dared us. Don’t you remember? You dared us to make you come with a cage on.”
“I didn’t- ah! I didn’t mean it! Please!”
The click of a tongue told Gwaine he wasn’t going to get the mercy he sought.
“But you are so close now. So very close.”
Yes, he had been dripping - for a while the relentless pounding against his prostrate had milked the cum from him - but he hadn’t been cumming.
The thumb continued to toy with his rim, his sobs and pleas meeting deaf ears, so Gwaine fell silent underneath his lovers’ voices. “Think I can just enter?” Percy.
“You should be able to if you do it slowly. He’s sensitive after all.” Merlin.
“I know, but I don’t think I can.” Percy again.
A soft humming sound before another finger pressed alongside the thumb- more slender- ‘Ah Merlin’s…’ Gwaine’s mind started to finally give in. To fog over fully.
He quietened down.
Merlin kept a keen eye on their lover, Percival as well, before trusting Merlin to call a stop when Gwaine reached his limits. Once thumb and finger were gone, Percival got more comfortable behind his and Merlin’s shared submissive and contrary to his words entered slowly and carefully.
The wet, sticky hole was still tight, a comfortable fit for Percy and he moaned softly. Merlin shared a look with him, and he started to thrust, deep and powerful, which Percival knew would reach Gwaine even when he was falling deep into subspace. Merlin meanwhile kept his fingers running through Gwaine’s hair, massaging Gwaine’s head and arms so he would not lose feeling in his hands.
He must have spaced out because at one point he felt Percival stopping and felt cum shooting inside his abused hole, a shiver the only reaction his own body managed.
“Colour?” Merlin asked softly, kissing the tear tracks as Percival glided out and hoisted Gwaine’s back against his chest. All of Gwaine’s weight rested on his legs and against his Master. Gwaine opened his eyes, not sure when he had closed them, to the feeling of cum dripping out and a tender kiss on his lips.
“Huh?”
“Ah, there he is. Are you with us love? What is your colour?”
Those words were too complicated for Gwaine right now. But he did understand the meaning of colour so he whispered an answer. “Green.”
Another press of soft lips on his and Gwaine felt warm, happy even, if very tired. What was he worried about again? Nah no need to think. To just be was fine.
Merlin moved away for a short moment, and Gwaine didn’t like that. He whined.
Percival shushed him gently, stroking with one hand firmly but gently as only he could over Gwaine’s stomach. “He’s right here. Look.”
Indeed, Merlin was just a meter away, rummaging in a drawer for something.
“Gwaine,” Merlin’s voice carried softly, “Can you do one more? One more orgasm? You did so well. You came with the cage on. Think you can handle one more orgasm before we let you rest?”
Gwaine eyed the red vibrator with trepidation and excitement. “Green.”, he wasn’t capable of more complex answers. His mind was still reeling over the fact he had managed to please his masters by coming in the cage.
Percival helped to rearrange him, lying him on his back and uncuffing the spreader bar. Percy then sat to his left, caressing Gwaine’s hair and face lovingly.
Merlin used the moment of distraction to get between Gwaine’s legs. He felt his own member twitching in interest at seeing the cum stained cage and the still-leaking cock inside.
Merlin carefully worked the vibrator in, lubed and warmed.
It didn’t take long, nor strong vibrations before Gwaine’s cock started to twitch and beg to be freed, pressing painfully against the cage by now.
“Look at you. So desperate to be free. What do you think, Percy, should we unlock him finally?”
“Please- Please- Masters”, Gwaine’s voice had gone hoarse. He had been delicately balanced between the total bliss of submission and the utter agony of overstimulation.
The vibration drove him mad; tears ran down his cheek once again but he didn’t realize that anymore.
“Hm~ He was a good boy. We should reward him,” answered Percival.
Before Gwaine could comprehend their words, Merlin unlocked the dreaded and loved thing with a soft click, and Gwaine’s cock grew hard immediately. Percival kissed him passionately and Gwaine screamed as he came, no cum left, the orgasm washing over him nonetheless.
Merlin reacted quickly, turning off the toy and pulling it out slowly, while Percival kept distracting their sobbing and screaming mess of a lover. Then, Merlin got a warm washcloth and tenderly cleaned Gwaine, mindful of his most likely sore hole and dick before discarding the cloth and cuddling Gwaine from the other side.
So occupied, Gwaine didn’t realize that Percival had hurriedly left, disposing of the sex toys and returning with a water bottle and Gwaine’s most cherished ice cream as well as Merlin's laptop.
They fed him the ice cream and made him drink water, cuddled him and watched trash TV series with him. At one point Gwaine fully returned to the here and now, leaving his beloved subspace behind. With a shy smile, he answered the worried gazes of his lovers. “I’ve never been so deep. Thank you.”
Relief, love and pride. Gwaine would forever know those expressions on his lovers' faces.