A day at the spa

It took only half an hour to reach the gym. Vincent looked around and snorted. "Figures he'd be late...."

Zell looked around. He had straightened his vest out in a hurry, and his spiked hair was still holding well. Zell put an arm on the taller man's shoulder. He had to stand on his toes to reach him. Zell whispered, "I guess I can work out with ya "¦ or is those one of those hate gay gyms?"

Vincent chuckled. "You kiddin? Half the guys in here are gay. Relax. You think I would bring you to some place where we would be bothered." He gave Zell a wink. "He'll show eventually. I think I'll take your offer though. Let's have a warm up then maybe a little sparring match. Sound ok?"

Zell cocked his head, "I guess. But just cause I love ya wont mean I wont hurt ya!" Zell scrunched up his face, "That sounded waaayyy too much Wakka like for me..."

Vincent gave a silent laugh, stretching to the side. "Heh, I'm not too worried. You can't be too much worse than my normal sparring partner. Just cuz I'm good with a gun doesn't mean I can't fight. You just worry bout keeping that cute head of yours on your shoulders." He gave a cocky wink and cracked his neck.

Zell started a bit of shadow boxing. "Okay ... let's go..." He went over to the mat.

Vincent smirked and stood there. he learned the hard way not to rush the opponent. He waited until Zell jumped at him and sidestepped he landed a few quick jabs to his boyfriend and jumped back. "C'mon Zell, challenge me."

Zell put up his fists and started hoping from one foot to another. He gave a quick cocky grin and jumped up, he did a flip and managed a few punches to Vincent. "You can do better as well..."

Vincent fell back a bit but sprung back and grabbed onto Zells arm. He pulled him closer and kicked to the stomach, then let go. He backed up and kicked at Zell rapidly. Zell blocked most of the attack, but the last few hits got through and Zell stumbled back. Without hesitation Vincent rushed Zell. Zell seemed to have recovered fast enough to dodge, and Vincent ran harmlessly past him. Turning around he ran back and started to hit repeatedly, keeping Zell on the offense, not giving him much of a chance to attack.

Zell grinned and quickly jumped up. "Booo!!!" Zell flipped in the air and landed his groin Vincent's face. "Yaa!! Booya!" Zell screamed and he then grabbed on to Vincent's head as hard as he could, so he wouldn't be knocked off.

Vincent was stunned for a second, then managed to gain his wits and wiggled free. Still on his back he kicked Zell into the air and leaped to his feet. He jumped up, landing a few kicks to Zell before kicking down, slamming him into the mat. He was just about to attack again when a new voice stopped him.

"Still beatin up the runts, eh Vinny Valentine?" A cocky voice called from behind him.

Vincent spun around, recognizing the voice immediately. He had a second to catch the fire red hair and Korean face before he was punched in the face. Vincent fell back on the mat, dazed.

Zell got up and went over to Vincent, "Hey! What was that for..." Zell got in a defensive posture, "I think that's enough sparring Vinny..."

Vincent got up and laughed. "Shit I should have seen that one coming. Hehehe, stupid bastard, Hwoarang. Zell, relax, this is my sparring partner. Oh, and Hwoarang?"

The Korean grinned. "Yeah?"

Vincent grabbed Hwoarangs hand and kicked one side of his face, paused, then brought the foot back, knocking him on the mat. "You should have seen that one too." He smiled and winked to Zell.

Zell jumped up and clapped, "Yay!" He hugged Vincent, "That a boy, Vinny!"

Vincent hugged back and helped up the grinning Korean kid. He chuckled and said, "Man, you just don't give up," he turned to Zell. "He pulls this shit every time I come in here. Usually I expect it. I was a bit off guard today."

Hwoarang smiled, his face lighting up. "Heh, off guard my ass. You never had a chance. Now in a sparring match with me I would kick your ass easy. You forget Vinny: I taught you most of the fighting techniques you know. You may be good with a gun, but I'm a whole lot better with my legs," he turned to Zell. "Didn't mean to get ya upset lil guy. Me and Vinny are always playing rough."

Zell sighed, "I'm getting sick of bein called little! Do you call these arms little?" Zell crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.

Vincent smiled. "This is how he gets to people. Just ignore him," he turned to Hwoarang. "You could beat me huh? Wanna go? I bet I could plant you this time."

Hwoarang smiled his cocky smile. "If you think you can, you are more than welcome to try. But I doubt you will win. Remember Vinn kno know all your little weak spots." He grinned to Zell. "mind if I borrow him for a bit?"

Zell shrugged, "Fine..." Zell walked over and noisily plunked down on the bench. He put his elbows on his legs and rested his head upon his hands, "I can wait."

Vincent calmly looked back. "This won't take long. Let me teach this punk a lesson and I'll be back to you."

Hwoarang cracked his knuckles and started to limber up. "You're the one who will be learning the lesson, my friend. The hard way. Better have a doctor ready, cuz you are getting a serious beatdown."

Zell stared at the ground, "You hurt my Vinny and you'll have to deal with me"¦"

Vincent and Hwoarang circled each other cautiously, sizing each other up. Vinny stared him in the eye and ran at him, only to connect with Hwoarangs foot. Once he was hit there was no getting out of the five other kicks that followed. Vincent flew back against the flout lut leaped up, refusing give in. "Still running into fights I see. Haven't you learned not to do that from the last time I pounded you to the mat?"

Vincent smiled and stepped back a bit. "You were taking to long. I got impatient." He took a deep breath. "Stupid mistake on my part. You won't get another chance like that ag"
"

Zell hummed to himself patiently.

This time Vincent waited until Hwoarang made the first move. He jumped up and started an all-too-familiar move called the Hunting Hawk, and Vincent wisely stayed back from it. As soon as Hwoarang landed Vincent started a long string of punches, hitting randomly and always keeping himself moving. Hwoarang fell back and instantly jumped back, spinning and knocking Vincent off his feet. He then jumped and aimed a fist to his chest. Vincent rolled and flipped backwards, then ran forward, aiming to tackle him. The tackle connected and Vincent sat on Hwoarangs chest, punching him twice in the face before jumping up again.

Hwoarang was stunned for a second, then jumped back. He was beginning to look more determined than ever. He switched stances, looking quickly to Zell to see what he was doing.

Zell shifted his gaze lazily, trying to look uninterested, but inside he was worrying to death.

Hwoarang got a cocky smile on his face and jumped at Vincent again. But instead of hitting him he ducked and rolled to the side. This confused Vincent a bit and he turned, setting himself up for Hwoarangs next attack. He grabbed Vincent by the arm and pulled him into place, then started a flurry of kicks. Once to the chest, under his chin, to the left and right side of his neck, and finally straight to the face, knocking Vinny back hard and making him skid across the mat. Vincent stumbled back up, his lip split and bleeding freely. He took a lick and smiled. "You always were one to pull off those sneaky maneuvers..."

Hwoarang smiled. "Yeah, but that's what makes me good. Looks like you're bleeding Vinny. Never a good sign in a fight."

Zell was about to get up but decided better of it. Zell kept a cure sitting in his hand.

Vincent cocked an eyebrow and licked the blood from his lip again. He decided that if Hwoarang could use sneaky tactics, he could too. He ran forward and kicked straight up, knocking Hwoarang into the air. He kicked twice, then straight down, mimicking the earlier move done to him.

Hwoarang stumbled to his feet. "So you finally mastered Hunting Hawk? Heh, not bad. But try this," he ran at Vincent and ducked, then kicked straight up. Vincent flew up, and was an easy target for Hwoarang to simply juggle with precise kicks and punches. Finally Vincent landed, beaten into a light daze. He tried to stand, but fell back.

Zell stood up, he gasped, "Vinny!" Zell ran over to Vincent and gave him a cure.

Vincent felt the cure taking affect and he stood up. He shook his head a little and forced his eyes to focus on his lover and on his teacher.

Hwoarang held out his hand. "You put up one hell of a fight today Valentine. I'm actually damn proud of you." He looks over to Zell. "He looks a little tired. Help me get him to a bench?"

Zell grinned, "Okay..." He grabbed Vincent and carried him to the bench easily. He placed Vincent down gently.

Vincent leaned back and closed his eyes. His head was still spinning. Hwoarang knelt down so

he could be eye level with him. "Hey Vinny? Vinny?" he slapped him across the face. "Wake your ass up

Vampy!"

Zell snorted, "Hey, don't treat him like that!" Zell tried to get closer to his lover.

Vincent woke up and immediately punched Hwoarang between the eyes. "You know I hate that name you stupid prick."

Hwoarang fell backwards from the blow, laughing. "Touchy, touchy, Vampire- man. Stop dressing like count-fucking Dracula most of the time and I won't have to call you that."

Zell scrunched his nose, "He is wearing a different outfit today!

Hwoarang grinned that irresistibly adorable grin. "Still looks like a vampire to me."

Vincent shook his head. "Heh, you're just teasing because you like me."

Zell grinned, "That's what you do to me!

Vincent smiled, "Now you know where I get it from." He gave Hwoarang a look and shook his head. "He wishes I was a vampire, only so I could take a bite out of his neck."

Hwoarang turned a slight shade of red. "Heh, who could resist you? So irritatingly cute and all. Even if you are a total prick when it comes to fighting."

Zell raised an eyebrow, he quickly latched onto Vincent. "He's mine, mine, mine!"

Hwoarang suddenly burst out laughing, running his fingers through his red hair. "Trust me kid, he's all yours. I know this guy too well to think I could get him away from someone he really likes."

Vincent stroked Zells hair. "He's right. Nothing can come between us. I'm faithful till you say it's over, and only you," he gave a kiss on the tip of Zells nose and sighed, closing his eyes to rest some more.

Zell decided to have some more fun. He got up put on his straight face. "Vincent. It's over." He looked around, "I want a real man ... like Hwoarang here..." He snuggled up to Hwoarang, grinning.

Vincent looked stricken, then a look of confusion and hurt flit across his face. "So you fall for the first one that can beat me huh? Should have known you'd abandon me just like everyone else..." he got up and started to limp off.

Hwoarang pulled Zell close and whispered, "What are you, nuts? This guy has been hurt by more people than you can imagine and you go and joke around with him like that? Dude, I think you really better do something to fix this."

Zell almost immediately realized his mistake. His face dropped and Zell scratched his head. "Vinny!!!" Zell looked up at Hwoarang and whispered, "Sorry." Zell then promptly punched him about 5 times in the gut. He ran back over to Vincent. "I blame it on a moment of insanity."

Vincent turned and was embarrassed to show that he had tears shining in his crimson eyes. His throat had constricted painfully, and now he wasn't sure what to believe anymore.

Hwoarang held his stomach and coughed out, "Well if his punches are any indication I would say he's really sorry."

Zell turned Vincent around, he felt his eyes start to swell with tears. "I'm really sorry "¦ that was a very cruel joke..." Zell sobbed a bit, crystalline tears falling from his blue eyes.

Vincent reached up a hand and gently wiped the tears from Zells face. "Don't cry. I can't stand to see you cry..." he hugged Zell. "Please don't do that again Zell. The thought of losing you.... I can't.... I love you too much to lose you." He rested his chin on top of Zells head and stroked his back, trying to calm him.

Hwoarang felt strange watching this. He fidgeted and scratched the back of his neck nervously, not wanting to intrude but feeling out of place.

Zell nestled his head into Vincent's chest. He was disgusted at himself. How could he do that to Vincent? Zell sighed and suddenly realized, Hwoarang was standing there. Zell just stood there, hoping it wasn't too awkward.

Vincent didn't even seem to notice or care that Hwoarang was standing there. He continued to hold on to Zell. Hwoarang was tired of the downcast mood and piped up, "Holy shit, the Vampire has fngs!ngs!" He walked up to Vincent. "Never thought I'd see the day when Vampy here-" He was suddenly cut off when Vincent's hand flew from Zells back, balled into a fist, and punched Hwoarang in the forehead. He snickered then sniffled, pulling away from Zell slightly to place a kiss on the blonde youths still-quivering lips. Then he looked to Hwoarang who was sprawled on the floor, looking in pain but relieved to see his friend back to normal. Vincent turned to Zell. "See how much fun it is to hit him?"

Zell smiled, "Yea ... why do you think I did it?" Zell snuggled a bit, "Sorry for the joke again, I wont do it again "¦ well maybe to Tidus or Wakka." He grinned again and kissed Vincent. "Okay "¦ so we're in the gym, lets work out!" Zell pumped his fists into the air.

Vincent nodded. "I have an idea. We use the big-mouthed Korean here as a tackling dummy. He already has the 'Dummy' part down."

"Hah hah. Hah hah." Hwoarang said. "Very funny, Vampy. You really wanna get your boyfriend into a

match with me? He would last even less time than you did."

Zell cracked his neck, "Just cause I'm short, doesn't mean I'm weak!" Zell looked up a Vincent for some support, "Can you vouch for me Vinny?"

Vincent nodded. "he may not look like it but this one is strong. Has one hell of a grip too," he was tempted to take another swing at HwoarangAnd And the next time you call me Vampy Zell and I are gonna beat the snot out of you, right Zelly?"

Hwoarang smirked. "Oh really?"

Zell smirked as well, "Really." He said flat out. Zell walked away from Vincent towards the benches. He looked up at Hwoarang and patted him on the cheek, "I'm not bluffing by the." ." Zell sauntered over to the benches and put on the weights, he lied down and started working.

Vincent smiled and sighed. He rubbed his head and started to walk off but Hwoarang stopped him. "So you don't want a lesson today?"

Vincent looked at him, wide-eyed. "I thought we had our sparring match."

Hwoarang nodded. "We sparred, but you didn't have any lessons today. Now come over to the mat so we can start." They walked over and he said, "Now show me your stance. I noticed something off earlier."

Zell smirked as he continued moving his arms, pumping the bar. Zell put it down, 'Not even close to my daily ... but I can finish later.' He thought. Zell sat up on the bench and went up to the mat. He leaned against the wall, watching the match.

Vincent settled into a fighting stance and Hwoarang shook his head. "You put too much weight on your back foot. You will never be able to move fast enough like that." He moved behind Vincent and tapped his leg with his foot. "Lighten up on it and distribute the weight evenly." He came around and kicked Vincent square in the chest. "Otherwise that will happen."

Vincent got up and tried the stance again. This time Hwoarang nodded. "Feet are good, but you need to work on arm position. You hold yourself too tight." He kicked again and once more Vincent fell back. "You are too off balance. Come on Vincent, I know this isn't too hard for you."

Zell winced whenever Vincent was hit. Zell heard his stomach growling a bit and he rubbed it, but he still watched. If Vincent ever got into trouble he was going to intervene.

"Ok, now we need to work on your attacking. Come at me. I need to see if I'm right about you."

Vincent ran at Hwoarang and attacked. He spun into a heel drop but by the time he did Hwoarang was gone. He sidestepped, pulled Vincent into a throw, and planted him on the mat. Vincent got up and tried again. This time he was met with a boot across the face. Vincent spun a few times and thudded to the mat, breathing hard from agitation. Hwoarang looked frustrated. "No, no, NO! Damn it, Vincent, you're not listening to me!"

Zell's stomach knotted, whether is was from starvation or his lover being beaten up he didn't know. He felt his fists balling. "Grrr..." Zell snarled.

Hwoarang rubbed his forehead "Vincent, I've told you this before: You assume too much while you fight. You /Assume/ I will go left when I'm really going right. You /assume/ I'm going to kick when I'm really going to punch. You /can't/ do that Vincent. Now get up and try again!"

Vincent got up and stared at his instructor. He heard the low snarl from Zell knewknew he wasn't taking the practice session too well. He glanced reassuringly at him, then tried once again. This time he got off 2 hits and dodged 4 before an uppercut connected squarely under his jaw and he fell back on his ass for what

seemed like the millionth time that day. He cursed loudly and lay back, not wanting to move. Hwoarang

wasn't letting him off that easily though, because while he lay there Hwoarang ran at him and slid, kicking

Vincent in the side before rolling to his feet and jumping away.

Zell covered his mouth, this was quite torturous for him. When Vincent lay there he half hope he would just stay there, but Zell knew the rigors of training. He stared at them still, Zell calmed his nerves and just hoped this would end. He hated to see Vinny getting hurt, unless he was doing it in a fun sort of way.

Vincent rolled to the side to avoid another ground hit. He was being careless and he knew it. He took a deep breath and stood there, studying his partner. Hwoarang noticed this and smiled. /Now/ Vincent was thinking. Hwoarang ran forward, but Vincent saw the slight pull back and knew it was a kick. Instantly he dodged to the side and caught him in the back of the head with a kick. He waited, trying not to assume too much. His first inctinct was to hit him while he was down, but That usually got him in trouble. Instead he waited, and when Hwoarang spun into a heel sweep Vincent was ready and easily jumped over it. When Hwoarang jumped up he leaped forward with a punch to the neck, but Vincent caught his fist, spun him around, and planted him to the mat with an elbow to his throat.

Zell was trying to contain his excitement, "Yes!!" Zell pumped his fist's into the air, "Go Vinny!" He said excitedly. Zell calmed down again and blushed, some people were staring at him, he waved and smiled meekl the them, turning his attention back to the fight, his cheeks still burning with a blush.

Vincent turned for only a second, suddenly hearing Zell, and lost focus. Hwoarang kicked him in the stomach, lifting him up, and preparing to attack again. This time Vincent was ready though and he blocked every hit. Unfortunately this was preventing him from attacking, something he definitely needed to do. He grit his teeth, trying desperately to find an opening.

Zell squeezed his eyes shut, his mind was stopping him from giving any more distractions. Zell looked away for a moment feeling a tinge of guilt for Vinny getting hit. His eyes wandered to the window where he saw... a hot dog stand.... Zell gulped. He snapped his head back to the fight, 'Must not give in' He thought....

Hwoarang smiled a bit. He was getting through to him. His careless mistakes were now less often. He ran once again at Vincent, starting to duck into his Bird Hunter combo, but Vincent grabbed his arm, kicked him in the side, then rested his foot against the Koreans jawbone, still holding his hand. One pull from Vinny and Hwoarang would have a broken neck. The stance looked awkward and almost painful for Vincent, but he just smirked. He had his leg practically resting on Hwoarangs shoulder, standing on one foot. "I believe this match goes to me." Vincent stated coolly.

Hwoarang looked impressed. "Indeed it does. You're finally learning. Heh, picking up my moves as well." He stayed still since he was still in Vincent's grip.

Zell stared at them, he couldn't speak, he was in shock. Zell just kinda squeaked a bit and stayed against the wall unable to move. He was just that happy Vinny won, and what a win it was....

Vincent let Hwoarang go and sat down hard. He felt dizzy suddenly.

Hwoarang knelt down. "You ok man?"

Zell shook his head, and walked over. He sat on the bench and put an arm around Vincent's shoulders, he gave him a kiss on the cheek, "That was awesome!" He noticed the look, Zell scrunched up his face, "What's wrong?"

Vincent shook his head. "Bit dizzy. Kinda tired. I think I pushed myself a little harder than I'm used to. Zell, there's a hot dog stand outside, I'm sure you've noticed by now. Could you go get the three of us something to eat and drink. I think it will help."

Hwoarang went over to the side and came back with a cold wet cloth. He pushed Vincent back and held the cloth to his head. "I'll look after him. Go ahead. You need cash?"

Zell shook his head, "I can cover it." Zell smiled and walked out quickly, he got three dogs and some pop. He came back, restraining from eating all of them in transit. Zell sat back down, "Here ya go boys, three hot dogs and some drinks." He passed them out, he looked concerned at Vincent. "Hey "¦ you okay my Vinny?"

Vincent nodded. "I'm ok, I think. Just not feeling to great. The red head kinda got me tired." He leaned back and tried to st his his breathing.

Zell sighed and leaned against the wall, he started munching on a hot dog. "Well ... now what..."

Hwoarang smirked. "I could take you up on that threat to pound me to the mat. I'd love to see your fighting style," he have a cocky smirk. "If your not scared that is."

Vincent just took a drink and stayed quiet.

Zell finished his hot dog, he looked up lazily at the guy. "Huh?" He looked a bit confused at the question.

"Fight me." Hwoarang stated. "Let me see your form. Maybe you'll be a bit better than Vampy here." He snickered when he heard Vincent's growl. "C'mon, you won't wimp out on me will ya?"

Zell stood up, "Fine, let's go..." He snickered and added, "You will find out by the end of the match I will own you bitch..." Zell could hardly stop himself from laughing at that comment.

Vincent smiled and spoke up. "Don't get too cocky. He has too many tricks. Watch out." He shook his head, feeling relatively better. "Good luck, Choco Zell..."

Hwoarang looks at Zell, cocking his head. "You'll own me? Is that some kind of joke? Or maybe a little wager?" He looked to Vincent, then back to the blonde bouncing in front of him.

Zell turned his head and raised and eyebrow, "I will Vampy." He snickered a bit and met Hwoarang on the mat. Zell smirked at the red head, "Up to you "¦ usually its a figure of speech, but if you wanna take it as a wager, be my guest. Zell smiled wryly.

Hwoarang looked at Zell. They were about the same age, Hwoarang only a year or two older, but Zell looked much younger than that. Zells constant bouncing made him snicker as he looked him over.

Vincent smiled and sat back. He had faith that Zell could handle the cocky Korean fighter.

Zell sighed, "C'mon ... stop checkin me out ... or else you will have me AND Vinny on your ass ... let's fight." Zell still wouldn't let that smile go.

Hwoarang just snickered more. "I was just thinking you reminded me of a brakedancing Brazilian I know. You want to get pounded right away? Fine by me." He jumped forward, sidestepping a few times, just to find a good angle for a quick toss.

Hwoarang caught Zells fist and held, then planted a foot on his chest and kicked him backwards hard. He stood there wagging a finger at Zell. "No pulling punches Choco. I saw the restraint. Next time I'll do more than a simple counter"

Zell felt his cheeks get hot, 'Dammit! Choco! Is that my new name now? Oh well it is cute' He thought ... he then realized he was wasting valuable time. Zell yelled and threw his best punch combo after the red head.

This got a rise out of Hwoarang and he was taken aback by the swiftness of the attack. He tried blocking most of the attack but ended up feeling the fists in more than a dozen places. 'My tactics to get him up worked, but now I have to cool him down.' He fell back and kicked a few times to Zell, then unexpectedly

switched up and started his own punch combo. They both moved away from each other again.

Vincent watched this all and smiled. Already Zell was doing better than he had at his first lesson.

Zell stepped back, for some reason this guy wasn't down yet... 'he must be good' Zell thought again. He started to go back towards the red head slowly. "Let's go punk..." Zell said, taunting him. This time Zell started using his legs as well as hands.

Hwoarang smirked, either dodging or blocking a lot of the kicks. His hits were unfocused. A few lucky hits landed at the end of the combo and knocked him back, but he soon recovered. "Your hits are fine, but you lack strategy," he told Zell. "You have to start coordinating. Don't waste movements."

Zell smirked still, "More coordination? Question ... is this a fight or a lesson? Cause I thought We made a wager on this fight!" Zell focused a bit more and started punching again.

Vincent took a bite of his food. "He's always pointing out mistakes. Problem is, he's always right about it. I'd listen."

Hwoarang grunted, "Heh, can't hurt to give a bit of advice, especially to a beginner," he ducked under a few hits and caught Zell in an uppercut. He was surprised when Zell was barely fazed and he was unprepared for Zells counter.

Zell's jaw stung but it still wouldn't deter him, he countered with all his might, knowing it would do some damage if it would connect. Zell's mind kept wandering to that name, 'Choco...'

Vincent watched in amazement as Hwoarang began getting pummeled by Zell. They were both equally good, but Something had caused the red head to lose focus. He was stumbling back, trying to hit but finding no openings.

Zell was sweating a bit. He winked at Vincent and spoke swiftly. "I am getting a bit warm." He peeled off his vest and shirt. Zell retook his fighting stance, "Here goes." He started moving from foot to foot again and attacked.

Hwoarang was genuinely impressed. He had read Zell wrong all along. 'He just about matches my skill. If I'm not careful I'll end up losing this wager' He began to block downwards but didn't count on the foot that came up under his jaw. He fleckwackwards and landed hard, but despite his weariness he stumbled back to his feet a short distance away from Zell.

Vincent sighed. Zell was doing pretty well. Terrific even. He had been training like this his whole life. Vincent had only began lessons a year or so ago. It made him realize just how weak he was when he was without his gun. He looked at Zells bare torso and thought 'This is a pretty good show.' He smirked, "Hey Hwoarang! Why not take yours off too?"

Hwoarang looked back to Vincent and shrugged. "Why not?" He stepped back and shucked off the top to his uniform.

Zell snickered as he looked back ancenncent, "Horn dog"¦" He muttered. Zell was starting to feel a bit of pain, but he wasn't going to let that stop him. He looked over the aggressive red head and smiled, "Not bad." Zell said still smirking. Zell punched his right hand into his left palm, "Shall we continue?" He decided to give it his all, everything this time. The winner would be determined this time.

Hwoarang looked him over, smiled, and said, "Yes, let's!" he ran at Zell and jumped up with the intention of bringing his leg down on Zells head.

Vincent leaned forward and almost got up. This was a move that almost always knocked him out. He was almost afraid to watch.

Zell tried to dodge, but he didn't think it would work. 'Crap' He thought bitterly.

Hwoarang was sure he had Zell, but the blondes movements set him off course just the slightest bit. He tried to right himself but only made things worse by falling face first on the ground. He groaned when he felt a foot press into his back and the laughter coming from Vincent.

Zell laughed, "Oh "¦ funny!" Zell helped him up and waved his hand, "C'mon!"

Hwoarang sighed. "I can't believe I actually lost.... Well, I have to admit, you are pretty good Zell." He held out his hand. "Pretty worthy opponent." He sighed again. "Looks like you won the wager too."

Vincent smiled and ran up to Zell. "Way to go. It's about time someone put this cocky bastard in his place," he gave Zell a kiss on the cheek and glared at Hwoarang.

Zell blushed, "Jus' doin my job Vinny ... so now what guys?" He grinned and put an arm around each of the taller men's shoulders.

Vincent smiled and sighed. "I'm tired and bruised ... maybe we should head home. With your prize of course."

Hwoarang looked a bit nervous but said nothing.

Zell giggled a bit, "Okay ... well lets go guys." Zell lifted his legs and hung off of them both, and let them carry him.

Vincent didn't seem the slightest bit surprised, but Hwoarang opened his eyes wide. Vincent saw this and laughed. "he made me carry him home our first day together. This comes as no surprise."

Zell smirked, "Let's move, guys!"

Vincent shook his head. "Always one to be so eager. I don't recall me being part of the wager." He looked to Zell.

Hwoarang smirked. "If I have to carry him so do you Vampy."

Zell glared quickly at Hwoarang, then he looked at Vinny affectionately. "You already are mine"¦ I didn't need to win you twice, hun." He winked.

Vincent made a quick huff. "I was just in an intense training match and you make me carry you?" He yawned a bit but stopped complaining.

Hwoarang rolled his eyes. "Please, you've taken worse beatings from me before." He laughed. "Remember the time I..."

"Shut up!" Vincent growled.

Zell sighed and rolled his eyes, "Stop fighting and focus on me!" He pouted.

Vincent grinned. "Now you're just whining like Tidus," he said with a sly grin to Zell.

Hwoarang looked at them. "Tidus?"

Zell shook his head, "Long story, here is the short version." He cleared his throat, "Blonde, hot, my roommate and um "¦ annoying a bit." He smirked and kept hanging off of them. "Let's go back to my place guys." He lazily remarked.

Vincent felt a twinge and looked to Zell. "In short version how would you describe me?"

Hwoarang smirked. "I can answer that! Weird, creepy, Vampire-" He is suddenly cut off when Vincent stops and kicks him in the leg.

Zell rolled his eyes once again. "For you Vinny ... the short is the long version." He grinned up at him. "There are too many good things about you."

Vincent felt a small blush spread and he felt a fuzzy feeling in his stomach. It was good to be loved like that. Hwoarang saw the look on his face and snickered. Vincent didn't even pay attention to him this time. he just went about carrying Zell.

Hwoarang looked to Zell. "I'm probably gonna regret asking, but just what exactly do you have planned
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Zell closed his eyes for a moment, "Don't know "¦ could be as easy as a game of checkers"¦ maybe a video game "¦ who knows "¦ could even be a night of hot passionate lovin?" He grinned.

Vincent's eyes widened. "Trust me dude, that may sound like all pleasure but Zelly is a bit of a sadist. You are in for some torture my friend..."

Hwoarang cast a skeptical glance to Zell. "What can he do? he doesn't look that dangerous to me..."

Zell laughed, "I don't mean to be a sadist"¦" he said in a sad tone. Zell glanced at Hwoarang, "You'll find out "¦ all I'm saying is don't under estimate me..."

Vincent rubs his cheek as best he can against Zells side. "You're the hottest, most wonderful sadist I've ever known. I love it when you're rough."

Hwoarang snorts. "Jeez Vinny, he have you whipped already?"

Vincent stuck his tongue out. "At least I have someone to be a bitch to!" He continued walking, holding onto Zell tighter. "You're irritating, you know that Talon?"

Zell grinned and flashed another smile. "Yea! If you are gonna be more annoying then me then beat it..." He laughed.

Vincent smiled and looked proud. Then he turned to Zell. "You're not annoying love. Just a bit hyper."

Hwoarang cocked his head. "I can leave?" He looked as if he were considering it.

Zell wrapped tighter on Hwoarangs neck, "Your not going anywhere! I won you!" He glanced back at Vincent, "Well, I never got on my punching bag yet, so"¦ that's why I'm so hyper!" He grinned.

Vincent ran his free hand up Zells leg, smiling impishly. "I like it when you're hyper. There's always an added bonus for me...." He squeezed his leg lightly, snickering.

Hwoarang wiggled and tried to get out of Zells headlock. "Well, then does that mean I can be annoying?"

"You do and I'll shoot you." Vincent threatened. "Love, when we get home can we gag him?"

Zell shrugged... "Dunno, if he isn't good then yes "¦ we may, Vinny."

Hwoarang glared at Vincent. "If I'm not good? What am I, a little kid? You won't do anything to me. I could kick your ass and anyone else who-"

Hwoarang cut off as Vincent yelled, "SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I BASH YOUR SKULL IN!" He was starting to lose his temper, which was exactly what Hwoarang wanted.

Zell grabbed their neck quite hard. "If you both don't get along I may gag you both!"

Hwoarang snickered, glad he had at least taken his victim down as well. He looked at Vincent, not at all turned off by the angry glare on the mans face. In fact it made him even more attractive to the spunky red head. So much so that he had to get at least one shot in before shutting up. "Amazing how the vampire was trained so quickly."

Vincent nearly dropped Zell and pounced, but he kept his temper just under the red zone. No way was he going to get on Zells bad side. He couldn't help the low growl rumbling in his chest. He hated that Hwoarang could get to him so easily. He strategically kept his mouth shut.

Zell giggled a bit and whispered to Vincent, "Just keep your cool my dear "¦ we can get him tonight "¦ there is no way I will let him get away with all this." Zell glanced at Hwoarang again, he gave a wink. "You will continue carrying me and you will speak to me only! Unless you want to give Vincent a compliment." He then grinned.

Hwoarang sighed and rolled his eyes. They were walking down the street towards Zells house when a thought crossed his mind. *Compliment, huh? * he cleared his throat and looked to Vincent. "Have I ever told you that you have a nice ass?"

Vincent coughed suddenly and flushed bright red. he felt like he was choking suddenly, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't think of one thing to say.

Zell nodded, "Well ya do Vinny..." He grinned and looked over Hwoarang. "You have nice ... arms, and hands." Zell smirked looking at Vincent, they will come in handy later, ne?"

Satisfied that he had ultimately gotten to Vincent he shut up and continued the journey to Zells place. Vincent was walking in silence, looking withdrawn and deep in his own thoughts. He only nodded slightly at Zell, but continued with his own thoughts all the while.

Zell sighed and hopped down, "We're here "¦ ks fks for the ride, guys!" Zell opened the door and looked around, Wakka and Tidus weren't there "¦ surprise, surprise.

Vincent rubbed his almost-numb arm and Hwoarang smirked. He opened his mouth to make a wise crack, but Vincent balled his hand into a fist and, thinking this through, Hwoarang kept his mouth shut. Vincent strode across the room and sat down, still irritated by Hwoarangs comments. He had to admit that he had liked Hwoarang when they had first met, really liked him, but they both had a competitive nature, and he found out that they mixed like oil and water. He looked away from Talon, his arms crossed.

Hwoarang saw this and knew he was pushing his luck. *Time to lay off for a little while. * He thought. Zell grinned a the both of them, he laid down on the couch and put his head on Vincent's lap, he smiled up at the black hair man.

Vincent's mood instantly softened and he smiled a bit, running his fingers through his boyfriends silky blonde hair. The hand wandered over his scalp, then down to stroke the black tribal tattoo on his cheek.

Hwoarang just stood, looking around. He was glad for the calming effect Zell was having on Vinny. The last thing he wanted was to lose his greatest student and best friend. He watched the two, happy for his friend, but also a bit jealous.

Zell put his hand up and rubbed Vincent's hair he shuddered a bit at the touch of his tattoo, but to get back he kissed the inside of Vincent's elbow.

Vincent moaned softly and leaned his head back, sinking a bit further onto the couch. He smiled, loving the feel of Zell so near him. He felt wanted, something that was relatively new to him.

Hwoarang sat down in a chair, feeling as if he was the odd man out. He just stayed silent, watching the two in their intimate affair.

Zell put up his arm and motioned for the red head to come over. Zell lifted his legs, leaving a cushion open for sitting.

Vincent barely even twitched when Hwoarang sat down with them. He was too involved with Zell. He smiled down at the blonde beauty and sighed. He was so comfortable near Zell. He let his hand stray from the tattoo and wander down his neck.

Hwoarang felt oddly calm with them, though he didn't quite know what he was supposed to do. He wanted more than anything to reach out and rake a hand through Vincent's Luscious hair. it looked so silky and smooth and tempting. He resisted the urge though and just sat still.

Zell put his legs back down onto Hwoarangs lap. He smiled and took his free hand tracing it up the red head's arm. Zell kept grinning again.

Hwoarang seemed a bit surprised by this but made no attempt to move. *Hell, if this is how it goes....* He reached out slowly and raked a hand through Vincents hair, careful not to disturb the red bandana keeping his hair back. He smiled, *silky, just as I had thought* He also began to softly stroke Zells chest, smiling back at him.

Vincent, despite his earlier aggressions towards Hwoarang, leaned into the caress. He felt like a cat, being

caressed and pampered. His fingers started tracing Zells tattoo again and he reached out to touch Hwoarang face too.

Zell shivered a bit in pleasure, he wanted to be the center of attention as per usual "¦ but now he would let the have their fun. Hell he could take a nap and they wouldn't notice "¦ so he closed his eyes.

Vincent saw him close his eyes and was about to wake him up when Hwoarang waved and shook his head. He smirked, then leaned down and placed a kiss on the resting boys lips.

Vincent snickered. Most likely Zell would think this was him, but he was in for a cute surprise if he opened his eyes. He stroked Zells tattoo more, coaxing him to wake up.

Zell mumbled, "You gotta do better than that..." He gives a fake snore. He also murmurs, "I'm vulnerable while sleeping..." He rolled over and fell off the couch.

Vincent cocked his head. He remembered the last time he thought Zell was sleeping and smirked. *So we are back to that game? * He motioned Hwoarang over and whispered. "Hold him up, I'll get his shirt off."

Hwoarang nodded. "What if we wake him up?" he asked.

"Don't worry about that. Just hold him up so I can get to that shirt."

Zell rolled his eyes still closed. 'Well, this is a risk...' he thought "¦ but he was willing to take it.

Vincent pulled Hwoarang close so his breath hit the red heads ear with every word. "He's letting us do this, so just act as if you don't know and hold onto him."

Hwoarang nodded again and held him up while Vincent carefully peeled the petite blondes shirt off. He threw it over the couch and Hwoarang set him back down, awaiting further instructions.

Zell snored a bit, he tried his hardest not to smirk, and succeeded.

***************, if he want's to. I'll ask.

Vincent snickered and looked him over. He was trying to decide what to do next, but he was unsure. He wanted to rip every stitch of clothing off of Zell and go from there, but he decided on the subtle approach he leaned down and softly kissed one of Zells nipples, Pulling Hwoarang down by his collar to do the same. he knew that Zell wouldn't get up. He was enjoying this far too much.

Hwoarang was a little surprised by Vinnies forwardness, but he followed anyways, trusting him. He lightly nibbled on Zells nipple, smiling and working his hands downward to unbuckle Zells pants.

Zell smiled inwardly. He slowly yawned and started to fidget he tugged on his shorts signaling them to hurry their asses up.

Vincent can't help the smile that spreads on his face and he grabs Hwoarangs hair, signaling him to slow down. He shook his head, telling him not to go too fast. It was funny to watch Zell squirm and get inpatient.

Hwoarang gave him a slight questioning look but decided to play along. After all, Vinny knew more about

this guy than the red head did, so he had no reason to question. He let his hands work slower at Zells belt,

smiling up at Vincent, who was looking down at the blonde, smirking. He was bound to teach him that teasing was not nice, so he dipped his head and started suckling Zells nipple slower.

Zell shuddered, they knew he wasn't asleep but he didn't feel like doing any work so he stayed that way.

Vinny began to stroke his fingers over the smaller fighters stomach, still nibbling and licking Zells nipple, then he got an evil, more wicked idea. He moved his hand down to Zells pants and started to push them off, Hwoarang helping by lifting his hips. They successfully got the pants off, then seemed to completely ignore his hard cock. Instead they went back to his chest. Only this time Vinny migrated up to his throat, licking and nipping all the way.

Hwoarang started to reach down to touch Zells erection but Vincent shook his head. He had more fun in mind, and he didn't want Zelly to cave in just yet. Hwoarang took an experimental lick at Zells tattoo, having noticed that Vinny was stroking it earlier.

Zell shivered more violently now ... he muttered through gritted teeth, "Damn ... you ... both...." He smirked.

Vincent heard the barely audible statement and covered his mouth to keep from giggling out loud. He began to lick and suck at Zells earlobes now, purring in his lovers ear. He could see Hwoarang on the other side doing the same.

Hwoarang was getting edgy. They were teasing him for a long time ... normally he would have just gone for it, but Vincent seemed to have a play. Far be it for him to get in the way. He began to work back down to Zells stomach while Vinny still played with the blondes ear.

Zell repeated his earlier statement, his voice more unsteady.

Vincent started to move down again, this time a little quicker. Passing over his chest and abs, he met Hwoarang and pulled him close. At first it seemed like he was going to whisper something, but instead he yanked him forward and kissed him forcefully. All the while He and the red head kept their hands roaming over Zells torso.

Hwoarang was surprised immensely by the kiss, but settled into it soon. Vincent pulled back, his tongue still dancing at Hwoarangs lips, and Talon extended his tongue to lick and collide with the gunman's. Then lowered their heads and started licking at Zells bellybutton, snickering at his impatience.

Zell fidgeted... "Aw... grat..." He couldn't bring himself to swear "¦ yet...

They lifted their heads and turned their attention back to each other. Vinny had a funny little thought. *The more we ignore him, the more he will want us. So.... * he reached out and drew Hwoarang a bit closer, sliding one hand under his shirt while the other hand never broke contact with Zell. With a little help from Hwoarang Vinny removed his shirt and began to lazily run his hand over the smooth, taut flesh.

Hwoarang moaned when the hand drew close to his nipples. He had dreamed of Vincent touching him like this, but had never imagined it would come true. He was enjoying every moment of it. He, too, kept a hand on Zell at all times, stroking his thigh softly. He had never knew teasing could be this much fun.

Zell noticed his little slaves were leaving "¦ but as long as they touch him ... screw it! Zell jumped up and attacked them both, "Love me!" He screamed almost shrieking. He then landed on the floor missing them completely. He then went into a fit of giggles.

Vincent looked at him with a grin and pushed him back on the floor. "Now, now, little Zelly, we have just started having fun with you...." He kissed him, then went back to getting the newbie undressed.

Hwoarang got a bit fidgety when Vincent touched his pants, but with a reassuring kiss Vinny carefully unzipped them and let them fall to the floor, exposing his white briefs. He Yanked off his own shirt, taking a second to push Zell back so he was flat on the floor again, and motioned for Hwoarang to remove the pants.

Talon was very happy to do it, but was shocked beyond all means to see that Vinny wore no underwear. He

blushed as he looked at Vinnies hard cock.

Zell laid on the ground on his back, he grinned, "I know "¦ my reaction was the same."

Vincent only gave a slight blush as he reached out to push off Hwoarangs underwear. "Wow, not so bad yourself, mister teacher...." He looked at the cock that had to be at least 8 by 2 1/2. "Looks like he's up here with the rest of us." He gave a short wink to Zell, then looked back to Hwoarang.

Hwoarang didn't know what to say for the first time in his life. He reached once more to touch Zell's cock but again Vincent stopped him. He had something better planned.

Zell moaned a bit and just relaxed they wouldn't forget him "¦ he hoped.

Vinny and Hwoarang leaned down to once again kiss at Zells chest, running tongues over the smooth flesh, nipping occasionally. He could feel the poor guys breathing stall occasionally, or a slight moan vibrate softly in his throat. Hwoarang seemed just as impatient as Zell was, but hid it a little better.

Still, he wanted to know how Zell felt. He was so eager.

Zell smiled, "Shit ... you are good..."

They moved down till they reached Zells erection. Quickly Vincent pushed his lips down over him, but only a quick taste. Then he lifted his head, pushing Hwoarang head down. Hwoarang opened his mouth, a little nervous, and took Zell in as quickly as Vincent had. Just as quickly Vinny pulled his hair lightly to make him raise his head. Hwoarang gave Vincent a questioning look, but Vincent whispered, "This is only the beginning. NOW comes the real fun."

Zell dropped his head, "Shit..."

Vincent engaged Hwoarang in a deep kiss yet again, pulling his head down so that they were eventually right over Zells cock. After parting for a few seconds, they moved down and kissed again so that the head of Zells dick was between them. Their tongue fought, constantly brushing over the sensitive skin and making each other moan softly. This gave Zell the added bonus of vibrations running through his cock.

Zell shuddered as some precum poured out of his tip. "You two ... will be the death of me..." he moaned.

This continued for what felt like an eternity as the tasted the first sweet drops Zell gave them.

Vincent heard Zells statement and deliberately brushed his tongue a little harder over the nerve spot under

the head. He grabbed the back of Hwoarangs head, forcing him closer. They both moaned again, this time

louder.

Zell turned his hands into fists and beat the ground, "Dammit...' He hissed. Zell felt himself peaking, his dick got quite hard, "Guys ... its coming."

Vincent smiled, picking up his pace only slightly. Both him and Hwoarang were sucking him now, and doing quite a good job. While their tongues played, they were also moving down a bit more so that more than just the head was trapped between their questing lips. They both ran their short nails up and down Zells thigh, purring.

Zell stared moving his hips up and down, "shhhiitttt...." He shook releasing his seed into the waiting mouths, and it came by the gallon...

With two mouths it was much easier to capture the fluid as it poured from him. Still, as they drank it down it started to overwhelm them and some escaped their lips. Keeping some in his mouth he slid back up Zells body and kissed him, giving the tired boy a taste of himself. Vincent ran a hand through is hair again and took Hwoarangs hand to pull him up to join them. Hwoarang bent down and kissed Zell as well.

Zell's legs twitched and then stopped he drank some of his own cum along with their saliva, he caressed them both, "You two..." he trailed off.

Vincent buried his head in the crook of Zells neck as he lay down beside him. "Heheh, next time we'll wait twice as long before getting to the fun." He wi and and ran a hand over Zells chest. He looked to Hwoarang. "Well, how was it?"

Hwoarang smiled. "Lot better than I thought it would be. I thought you said Zell was a sadist. He didn't even do anything."

Vincent chucked. "Just wait till he really decides to have fun with you."

Zell snickered, "Heh ... well you are right of course..." He grinned ev to to the redhead. Hwoarang looked at them both. "You're bluffing."

Vincent just cuddled next to Zell and smiled. "Watch and see. I know from experience...."

Zell kissed the top of Vincent's head, "Ah."¦ This is nice "¦ can't believe I own both of yas... Its so ... sweet!" He beamed and motioned to Hwoarang, "Mind laying down on my other side?"

Vincent smirked. "You OWN me? Oh well, I guess that's a good deal. Considering the fact that I get somethint oft of it too," he began to nibble on Zells jaw happily.

Hwoarang lays down by Zell, draping an arm over his chest. "Man, I've never felt this great...."

Zell smiled and nodded his head, "Heh heh."¦ I get bitches..." He giggled contentedly, "I'm kiddin fellas... I don't mind the occasional switch ... is hard bein in charge..." Zell took Hwoarangs hand and rubbed it against Zell's tattoo, "That's my weak spot by the way..."

Hwoarang took his time, running his fingers over the tattoo. He dragged his nails over it lightly, enjoying the shivers he felt run across the blonde boys skin.

Vincent smiled. "Looks like the red head is still begging for more."

Zell smirked, "Yea but"¦ I'm just a bit spent..."

Vincent smiled. "You should be. That had to be the strongest orgasm I have ever gotten from you." He nibbled up to his ear. "Not to mention the sweetest..."

Hwoarang seemed to settle for nibbling at Zells other ear. "I guess I'll have to wait for this so-called 'Sadistic Lover'."

Zell slapped Hwoarang on the chest leaving a nice mark, "There, happy birthday." He giggled hysterically.

Vincent laughed too as Hwoarang rubbed his chest. Hwoarang pouted and snorted. "Just wait till I have another chance at you two...."

Vincent snickered. "You deserved it..."

Zell started to drift for real this time, he looked at the two, "I'm getting a bit tired..."

The petite blond smirked, "Mind waking me up?" He looked at Vinny, "You get the ass..." He then turned to Hwoarang, "I'm lookin forward to blowin you..." He kept smiling, "Sound good, boys?"

Both Vincent and Hwoarang looked surprised, but definitely not about to argue. Vinny got up, pulling his lover up to his hands and knees, then got up and retrieved the lube from the bedroom. He came

back and dropped back to his knees.

Hwoarang smirked and got onto his kneeso. Ho. He began to stroke Zells tattoo again, waiting.

Zell smirked again, "Yea well this is efficient. ne?" Zell quickly wrapped his mouth around the soft member.

Vincent, his cock still hard from the previous activities, squeezed some of the lube on his fingers and gently circled his fingers around Zell tight entrance. He wiggled one slick finger into him, smiling and stroking his back.

Hwoarang threw his head back and moaning. He rubbed his hand over the blondesek aek and begged "Harder.... Oh God, Zell....."

Zell smirked and kept sucking the organ. He wiggled his butt a little because he wanted Vincent in him ... the finger felt good yes ... but he wanted Vincent ... now... Zell stopped sucking for a second. "Vincent "¦ get in me now..." The blonde teen bit his lip and went back to sucking moaning softly.

Vincent snickered. "Always so impatient little one. Relax..." He pushed his finger deeper, then pulled out and pushed in two. "I'll give you what you want soon enough. I'm not just the quick-fuck kind of guy."

Hwoarang barely grated out, "Heh, looks like you got stuck with a romantic, Zellykins."

Zell flinched a little, He figured his ass would have adjusted by now ... guess it didn't, he was enjoying it nonetheless. Zell moaned more into the throbbing muscle in his mouth. The spunky little guy was twitching with energy again, soon he wouldn't he just had a gut feeling.

Vincent noticed the flinch and leaned over so his chest lay along Zells back. He whispered in Zells ear, "Now see how painful it would have been to just shove my cock straight into you. If you flinched

at two fingers you would have been screaming at something much bigger. I don't want to cause you that

kind of pain, Zell. I love you." He started to spread his fingers within him, doing his best to stretch him out.

He then withdrew the fingers and pushed in a third, slowly.

Hwoarang was in a state of shock from the pleasure. He had never met anyone who could give oral like Zell. He moaned again and started to thrust into his mouth, unable to control his body.

Zell tried his hardest not to gag from the strong thrusts on his throat, but he continued. Zell took a firm hold of the dick and deep throated it. He took a deep whiff of Hwoarang and smiled a bit more, noticing he didn't dye his hair red. The short blonde kept thrusting his hips a bit wanting Vincent's biggest 'finger' in him.

Vincent pressed down on his lovers pleasure spot, smiling and pressing down again. "Little too eager, pet. I could drag this out all night if you want"

Hwoarang moaned louder and arched his back. "Oh Damn it, Zell.... You feel so damn good..." he gripped Zells hair hard, throwing his head back.

Zell moaned into Hwoarangs shaft. "Mpphh." The blonde kid felt a bit of pain from his head but he didn't care, he noticed his eion ion was feeling alone"¦

Vincent withdrew his fingers and squeezed more lube on his hand. He covered his cock and began to push it into Zell, a little bit at a time.

Hwoarang was unable to move anymore. He just kept moaning, almost passing out.

Zell started to slow down on Hwoarang. he liked teasing as much as Vincent.

The tight assed Zell squeezed as hard as he could making it ore pleasurable, he wanted Vincent to bury it all in him ... he still wanted his own erection to be touched...

Vincent only giggled and shoved, pushing himself to the hilt inside him. He groaned and reached down, firmly grabbing Zells erection and stroking in time to is thrusts. he felt sweasweat beading up on his forehead.

Hwoarang felt the pressure build. His heart hammered and he started wobbling. He grabbed Zells shoulders for support, his head falling forward.

Zell continued the wonderful rhythm. "Mpppphhhhh...." He screamed, his tongue wrapped around the head of Hwoarangs member. He loved the feeling of Vincent inside him and his dick couldn't have felt better! All at the same time!!

Vincent leisurely rocked in and of hif him, stroking Zell all the while. "Oh, God Zell, you're so tight and wonderful..." He leaned down and kissed Zells back.

Hwoarang moved his hand up and began to stroke along Zells tattoo, purring and thrusting lightly into his mouth. He felt almost like screaming.

Zell was moaning in pleasure the whole time sending vibrations up Hwoarang. Zell shuddered widely as Vincent hit his spot, and continued to moaned content in his predicament.

Vincent pushed harder into his lover, grunting a bit. Long strands of his raven hair fell in his face, hiding him behind a veil of shimmering black hair. he shook his head and pushed the hair out of his face again, wanting to see every little detail.

Hwoarang shuddered. He knew he couldn't last long.

Zell moaned more this was starting to get repetitive. But cool nonetheless, he felt himself get harder he knew he was going to go soon...

Vincent tensed and shuddered, screaming harshly as he climaxed and pumped Zell full is sis seed, still working Zells cock. He gave one last thrust before practically falling backwards, panting.

Hwoarang, too, could take no more. He tossed his head to the side and moaned, shooting off in Zells mouth. He felt weak as well and sighed contentedly, brushing his fingers over the tattoo again.

Zell felt himself shudder as he too came. The hot fluid went all over his stomach and Vincent's hand. The blonde dropped to the ground, he had the liquid almost all over him. He smirked.

Vincent felt drained. "Wow, that was incredible...." He panted and lay back on the floor, smiling.

Hwoarang was trying to keep his eyes open but it seemed impossible. "That was more tiring than 5 sparring sessions in a row!"

Zell nodded, he starts to curl up in a ball to sleep, but just lied there ... exhausted...

Vincent pulled together all the strength he could and crawled over to Zell, wrapping his arms around him and dozing off.

Hwoarang cuddled on the other side of Zell, yawning softly and closing his eyes. "Thank you both."

Zell smiled and kissed Hwoarang on the forehead, "Your welcome." He then fell asleep as well.