Title: Guest Appearance
Author: jointhechoir
Rating: Probably R.
Pairing: Michael/David/Wait and see
Summary: Well, there's a threesome, and I think it qualifies as PWP. Maybe. Can you tell I've never done this before?
Disclaimer: I own nothing and this probably never happened.
Notes: So, this my first fic ever, in any fandom. I have no idea where it came from, I was only going to write a drabble to see if I can. Oops?  Hope it's not awful!
A note about the pairing: it would be spoiling the fic to reveal who the lucky guest is, but if anyone really can't read without knowing, skip to the bottom and highlight.  Helpful hint: this takes place during Idol.


David felt his throat muscles constrict in anxious anticipation, and raised his eyes to meet the warm, reassuring gaze of the man before him.
"Is this still okay? No second thoughts?" Michael's voice came out to soothe his nerves, sounding much huskier than normal. Not surprising, considering the circumstance.

David took a moment to compose himself before nodding his head in the affirmative, feeling the arms around his waist tighten slightly from behind, as an unfamiliar mouth latched itself to the spot where David's neck and shoulder met, sucking a bruise onto the porcelain skin there.

It took David a moment to realize the keening moan was coming from his own throat.

As the figure behind him pulled him in, bringing his backside into contact with an impressive yet intimidating hardness, he raised his eyes again, afraid he'll drift away without Michael's stare to anchor him in this moment.

Michael's smile was lighting his entire face, and suddenly David could breathe a little more easily.
"Do you have any idea what you look like right now?" came the words, heated and urgent.

David could feel his face flush as he considered what Michael was seeing - him, naked and hard, held against another man's body, a man who was currently using his teeth to tug playfully at David's earlobe, teasing him.

If this hadn't been Michael's idea to begin with, and if he wasn't wearing that ravenous smile on his face right now, David might just start questioning himself again. Becaus the last thing he wanted to do was mess up a good thing with Michael, even if this threesome idea was secretly a fantasy come true for him too. It still shocked him that Michael suggested this, as possessive as he sometimes was. Obviously Michael had no problem sharing him right now.
In fact, he seemed to get off on it.

David's train of thought was interrupted, though, as a thumb and forefinger strayed towards one of his sensitive nipples, twisting it playfully.
"Do I have your attention yet?" a voice whispered in his ear in a tone he never heard before, sending shivers down his spine. His neck arched back against a solid shoulder as a breathy "yes" escaped him, his eyes fluttering shut. The other hand was still caressing his midriff, so when he felt a warm palm circle his erection and pump gentley, he knew it belonged to Michael.

"So good of you to finally join the festivi-" David managed to get out before being silenced by soft, familiar lips.

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Afterwards, when it was just him and Michael again, curled around each other in bed, he dared ask the question that had been plaguing him since Michael first suggested this whole thing.
"So now you can tell me, how did you get him to agree to do this?"

Michael caressed David's hair and looked at him for a long moment.

"I didn't. It was his idea. "

David could do nothing more than stare at him, dumbfounded.

Michael chuckled softly. "Have you really never noticed the way he looks at you sometimes when you're up there singing?"

Shaking his head emphatically, David was still trying to process the new information.

"Well, it's probably better that you didn't. I don't think I'd be able to get through a song with a judge looking at me like that."

Michael lifted a finger, and shut David's gaping mouth for him.

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Spoiler seekers: It's Simon