Tsukishima let out an exaggerated moan as his face was pressed into the sheets.

The man behind him grunted as he slammed in and out of the prostitutes hole, hissing out curses as he did so.

Tsukishima had blocked him out a time ago, and now simply concentrated on making his voice seem as slutty as possible.

"M-Master!" He gasped as he arched his back, forcing himself not to smirk as the other men before them, other men who just wanted to watch, howled and tossed bills forward onto the bed.

"You like that, don't you?" One of the men, an old man in his early 40's who was one of Tsukishima's regulars, grunted. His small beady eyes were darkened with lust and Kei smirked a little, leaning forward and resting his weight on his elbows.

The man behind him continued to pound into his hole, but after years of practice, Kei had perfected the art of balance good enough.

"Do you want my mouth, Master?" He moaned, hooding his eyes as he pressed back onto the man's rather small cock, breathing out another faked moan as the old regular grunted.

"Y-yes." He stuttered as he stood, his pants already half way off as he shoved his member into Kei's waiting mouth.

Kei grunted around the member, sucking on it slowly, careful of his teeth, and looked up at the man, making his eyes as teary as possible.

"You like that don't you, you slut." The man behind him snarled, his meaty hands digging into Kei's back, kneading at the muscles harshly.

Kei moaned around the man's cock, feeling the man twitch as his release started to rise.

He pulled his mouth away, letting the cum splatter onto his face, soon feeling the man behind him release into the condom as well.

The men sighed in relief, slowly letting go of Kei who waved bye to them playfully, wiping a bit of the mans cum on his fingers and teasingly licking it as he watched them go, but as soon as the door closed, he spat the release onto the floor messily and sighed as he sat up straight.

"Damn bastards," he hissed as he wiped the release off with the sheet, grunting at the slight uncomfort in his rectum as he moved.

"They were here for only an hour, Kei." Kei looked up to see his senior, Keiji, who was staring at him unimpressed.

He must have just gotten out of a trick, because his neck was bruised and his lips swollen, most likely from a ball gag.

He was wearing his normal after-care attire of thin sweat pants and a baggy shirt, and his hair dripped a bit with water.

"I see it went well." Keiji commented lightly as he walked into the room. He sat down next to Kei who grunted in agreement, picking up the bills that had scattered.

The man had payed handsomely, at least 300, but they were just so...

"Grotesque?" Keiji offered as he gently took the bills from Kei.

"Exactly." Kei huffed, "and their dicks were small." He snapped, "I had to actually laugh to make that bastard think I was choking on that pin sized-" Keiji cut Kei off as he gently pressed a small breath-mint into Kei's mouth, his dark eyes staring into Kei's golden ones for a few moments before he spoke.

"You can complain to Tooru all you want later. Go take a shower and brush your teeth." He said softly, gently brushing Kei's hair away from his eyes.

"Ill let Kenma know that you're clocking in early." The dark-haired man said softly, gently kissing Kei's forehead.

"It's cuddle night, don't forget." Keiji murmured, his hands lingering on Kei's shoulders for a few moments maybe too long before he slid his hands away.

Kei hummed and stumbled to his feet, grunting at the discomfort in his hips as he did so before he made his way out into the hallway.

The hallway was dimly lit by small red lights that flickered off the purple walls, making the entrance to their actual bedrooms virtually unnoticeable.

The door itself was small, so Kei had to duck under to get in, and was soon met with the iron spiral staircase before him.

Up the stairs, he could already hear Tooru's cheery singing along with some disney movie (Tangled was it?) and resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

He knew as much as anyone who worked in the brothel knew that Tooru was the most requested of them all.

He defiantly looked it. He could make himself look as innocent as a baby, or as violent and dominant as a wild beast, but in times like these when they all could truly relax, he was soft-spoken and kind.

That was the Tooru that he loved the most.

He made his way up the staircase, brushing aside some purple curtains that Tooru had insisted staying, and walked inside to see Tooru plonked on their large bean-bag, already munching on popcorn with his eyes glued to the screen.

The room itself wasn't much. It had a small kitchen with a portable stove and a mini fridge in the corner as well as a small Kotatsu that was just big enough for the three of them.

There were three bean-bags, courtesy of Tooru, and the bed they all shared was shoved in the corner next to the TV.

"You comin?" Tooru asked around a mouthful of popcorn, blinking up at Kei who winced at the gross sight.

"Swallow before you speak, Tooru." Kei jumped a little at Keiji's voice and found that the man was entering the room, looking a little tired as he flicked off the lights, plunging the room into darkness.

He gently pulled on Kei's hand, pulling him to the bed and laying him down, already settling down next to him as Kei curled into a ball at his side.

"Come on, Tooru." He said quietly, already holding Kei close, his honey colored eyes dropping fast.

Tooru groaned from his seat, but soon got up enough to move to the bed as well, curling up next to them.

"Goodnight, hons." Tooru said quietly as he wrapped the blanket around all of them.

"Night." Kei sighed, relaxing into the sheets with a quiet sigh.

"Goodnight." Keiji answered, and the three of them slowly began I drift off into sleep, unknowing of the three men they would meet in the upcoming day, and how they would change their lives forever.