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Richard + Chris + Erick - Better with Three (smut)

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"AHHH!"

Approximately two seconds after they take the photo, Erick slips off of Richard's shoulders and falls into the pool with a loud splash, sending a big wave over the other two boys. Richard, still maintaining a tight grip on Chris's shoulders, lets out a laugh until Chris grabs him and throws him off too.

After Richard resurfaces, coughing out the water he'd nearly inhaled, he approaches Chris again, glancing over to make sure Erick doesn't see. Then he grabs Chris by the back of the neck, whispering roughly in his ear, "You know, when I said I wanted you between my legs, that's not exactly what I had in mind." With his other hand, he dips below the water and palms Chris's ass, a naughty glint in his eye.

Chris immediately feels himself go red, and he too checks to make sure Erick hasn't noticed anything. Thankfully, the younger boy is off in his own world, filming his own Instagram story. When Chris sees him turning to catch them in the background, he quickly jumps away from Richard, trying to play it off like they hadn't been doing anything.

When Chris looks back at Richard, however, there's still a dirty smirk spread across his face, and a streak of heat runs through Chris's body. He can't believe how quickly Richard can turn him on.

A few seconds later, Erick swims back over to them. "What are you guys talking about?" he asks.

"N-nothing," Chris stammers, and Richard snorts, earning a glare from Chris.

Erick raises an eyebrow at them, but he doesn't get a chance to ask any further questions. Richard breaks in, saying, "We should probably go back up now, huh? It's been a while and tomorrow's a busy day." When he turns to Chris, though, they both know that they're not going to go upstairs to sleep.

"Do we have to?" Erick whines. He pouts and makes his eyes really big, and Chris can feel himself melt a little bit inside. He's always had a soft spot for Erick, especially when he makes cute faces like this. It's kind of irresistible.

But Richard swims over and grabs them both by the arm, ushering them towards the edge of the pool. "Yeah, we do, man," he says. "Have you seen what time it is?"

"It's not even that late... Since when are you the responsible one anyway?" Erick points out.

"I've always been the responsible one," Richard says, making them all laugh.

Erick reluctantly climbs out of the pool first, and while his back is still turned, Richard sneaks up behind Chris to grab his ass again, curving his head around to leave a hot kiss on Chris's damp neck and sending goosebumps down his side.

Erick turns around a fraction of a second too early and sees them standing weirdly close together. Thinking quickly, Richard shoves Chris toward the stairs playfully, saying, "Go, loco, what are you waiting for?" But Erick doesn't totally buy it. He narrows his eyes at them before grabbing his towel. He doesn't know what he'd seen, but it was...something.

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When they reach their floor of the hotel, Richard stops in front of Chris's room, and Erick, a few paces up the hallway, turns back to them, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Goodnight, Erick," Richard says casually.

"Aren't you going back to your room?" Erick asks.

"He needs to, uh, talk to me about something. Yeah, that's right, talk to me about something," Chris says nervously. He nods emphatically in hopes that it'll make him seem more sure of himself.