TW: RPS__ Implied Sexy Times ;)  

Title: ~Song~

Breathing heavy, face flushed and exhaustion washing over him, Ross flops backwards onto the pillows and gazes fondly up at his two friends. Leaning back against the headboard Chris smiles at Ross, reaching out and running his fingers through the taller man’s hair and dipping down to press a gentle kiss to his lips. The bed springs creak beneath them as Alex grabs at the box of tissues on the night stand, tearing a few sheets of the white paper from it to wipe at the cooling splashes of white come on his and Chris’ stomachs. Looking across at Ross and Chris he pouts; Ross has since sat up again to better kiss the smaller man, which he is doing gently and softly with one of his arms snaking around his waist. Alex pouts, but when he realises this isn’t going to break them apart he clears his throat pointedly.

“Sorry, Smith,” Chris says, sheepishly grinning up at his friend and reaching over - tangling his fingers in Alex’s longer hair and pulling him down into a sweet kiss. Alex smiles against Chris’ mouth, arms eagerly wrapping around Chris’ waist and lifting him off the bed a little until the smaller man squirms and pulls his mouth back. “Jesus Christ, what the hell, Smith?!” He yelps, making Alex laugh gently as he sets him back down and buries his face in the crook of Chris’ neck, nuzzling the skin gently. Ross shakes his head, smiling fondly at his two friends and placing a hand on Chris’ shoulder. Not breaking the kiss with Alex, instead using his hand in the taller man’s hair to guide him, Chris allows himself to be leant back against the pillows beside Ross.

Finding himself suddenly on top of Chris instead of just sat opposite him Alex looks up, wide-eyed dishevelled expression bringing smirks to Chris and Ross’ faces. Ross rolls his eyes when Alex pouts, shifting away from Chris to make a man sized gap between them so that Alex can burrow his way in between them, interlinking his fingers with Chris’ and turning - taking the smaller man’s hand with him and pulling it around his waist so that the brunette is spooning him. Humming happily and closing his eyes Alex smiles whilst Chris raises an eyebrow over the other man’s shoulder at Ross; the darker haired man’s mouth contorting as he holds back laughter at Alex’s overly happy expression. Shaking his head with a sigh he snuggles up to lie opposite Alex, foreheads together and his arms wrapping around his waist so that Ross and Chris’ forearms cross in the middle over their friend.

For a few moments the only sounds are their shared breathing and the occasional shift of bedclothes as they scratch an itch, shuffle their legs slightly, or brush fingers across areas of skin. That is until the faint tones of Alex singing under his breath break the relative silence, some plosives lost in the suppressed volume of the song. Nevertheless Ross opens his previously closed to look at his friend in confusion; Alex’s eyes still closed but his mouth curled into a smile as he sings words which Ross can barely make out.

“It’s not gay if it’s in a three way, it’s okay if it’s in a three way,” Ross meets Chris’ eyes across their friend for a second time, before flicking back to Alex and tipping his head to press his mouth to the bearded man’s - muffling his bizarre singing momentarily before pulling back and looking into his now open eyes. Within the sleepy blue gaze he can see plain mischief which fades when he points something out to the man in his arms.

“Smith. We’re all guys. I’m pretty sure that’s fairly gay.” He mumbles, running his fingers along Alex’s spine and stroking Chris’ stomach at the same time. The tallest man pouts, makes a huffing noise, and stops singing - settling into his pillow and closing his eyes once again. Chris rolls his eyes at Ross before pressing a small kiss to Alex’s shoulder and shutting his own eyes, Ross following suit a moment later. Not five minutes pass before the quiet tones of Alex’s voice filter between them again.

“I just had se-e-ex, and it felt so good,” The words break towards the end slightly as Chris lets out a loud sigh of exasperation and makes Alex dissolve into muffled laughter, burying his face in Ross’ chest and shoulders shaking with mirth, his two friends exchanging looks and laughing too before curling closer to the giggling man between them.