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Dmitry didn’t know what he was doing wrong. He was simply holding the guitar like he had seen countless other people hold it! He could tell that his husband was getting frustrated with him, despite the attempt not to do so. He was hunched over the guitar, looking at his hand, trying so hard to get the chord correct. Gleb was being so patient with him, and he just wasn’t getting it right. How did people learn to play instruments anyway? He relaxed his wrist under Gleb’s touch and replaced his hand in the correct position. It immediately felt better. Go figure. 

“It’s not stressing me out...Ugh, my fingers are too big for this.” Dmitry murmured as he tried to get his fingers into the position that Gleb had initially described. “First finger on the fourth string down...second finger on the third string down...third finger on the fifth string down. All of them on the...second fret...which is...here?” He looked to his husband to correct him if need be. 

He tried to strum the guitar and when the correct notes came out an ear to ear grin crossed his face. 

“Was that it? Did I do it right?”

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Gleb couldn’t remember how the idea wormed its way into his brain, but as he sat across from Dmitry, watching him hold the spare guitar in his hands. One hand wrapped tightly around the neck; the other slung loosely over the body of the instrument. The eager look of determination on Dmitry’s face warmed Gleb’s heart, but he was glad that he thought to tune the instrument ahead of time. Dmitry’s posture was all wrong and Gleb’s urge-to-be-critical combated with the surge of love he felt for his husband at the moment. He took a deep, bracing breath before pushing his own guitar out of the way so it hung from his back, and reaching over to move Dmitry’s hands. 

“Don’t choke it,” Gleb said, massaging Dmitry’s wrist. Was he nervous? What for? They were alone on the stage in the Nevsky Prospekt during day hours, while the shop was closed. No staff. No patrons, Just the two of them. Gleb couldn’t judge Dmitry if he tried - and he tried. He’d been playing guitar since he could hold one and nothing Dmitry was doing was right. This was the man he loved most in the world. So, in his most soothing voice, he said, “Relax, Dima… We��ll just start with the A chord and if it stresses you out too much, we’ll stop and go get lunch.” 

Really, it would just be good either way to spend time with his husband. Even if Gleb had been more than ecstatic to hear that Dmitry had finally taken an interest in doing something other than listening to Gleb’s music…

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There was always the chance that this would end badly. Dmitry could change his mind or Gleb could crack under the pressure or Dominika could declare this experiment not worth her time. 

And then there was that kiss.

Gleb’s lips pressed against Dmitry’s, shocked to find his intensity matched. Despite his hesitancy - it was their first kiss and could easily be their last - Gleb was a man of scorched earth - burning, yet resolute. He expected Dmitry to be shyer, more embarrassed or - worse - performative for Dominika’s benefit. But this was real. For a perfect moment, there was only Dmitry in the world, kissing Gleb and being kissed by Gleb. Engulfed in hot desire, Gleb wrapped his fingers tightly in Dmitry’s belt loops. When the kiss broke and Dmitry spoke, fear seized Gleb’s heart. They’d stopped kissing. They’d stopped kissing and the world was rushing back in.

But when Gleb realized what Dmitry had said, he laughed a little. 

We should have kissed much, much sooner. 

Sliding one hand to Dmitry’s ass and squeezing, Gleb reached up with the other to caress Dmitry’s cheek. He wanted to stare into his eyes, just to stare without trying to hide how he felt for a change, but instead, Gleb pulled Dmitry into another kiss, much less tentatively. They had a lot of lost time to make up for… 

A soft hand brushed up the back of his neck as Dominika approached them. Gently, she raked her nails against Gleb’s scalp - he imagined she must have been doing the same to Dmitry, but his eyes were closed so Gleb couldn’t know for sure, and just the thought of her touching them both as they kissed made him moan with surprising desire. Reluctantly, still sucking Dmitry’s lower lip as the kiss broke, Gleb let him breathe. 

Dominika, meanwhile, wasted no time.

“Finally,” she breathed softly, slipping between them and guiding their hands where she wanted them. With Gleb’s other hand still squeezing Dmitry’s ass, she made him grab her breast - he seemed the grabby sort and she’d give him something to grab that’d feel good for her. She sucked Dmitry’s fingers on his free hand, teasing him just a little, green eyes lifting to his deviously. With a rock of her hips, she could brush them both - one man in front, one behind. 

“You didn’t think,” she said after sucking Dmitry’s index finger like a preview of what she - or maybe Gleb - would do fo him later, “that I’d just watch?”

It wasn’t like she hadn’t noticed (while noticing Gleb and Dmitry notice each other) how hot her boyfriend’s roommate was. It wasn’t like she didn’t fantasize about exactly this. She reached up and scraped her nails through Gleb’s hair.  She guided Dmitry’s hand between her thighs for a familiar bit of relief amidst the new sensations this threesome aroused in her.

“What do you think, Vaganov?” she murmured. “You wanna suck one side of his neck while I do the other? We can work our way down…”

Gleb’s hand on her breast tightened and, experimentally, he kissed the side of her neck. Dominika moaned in surprise - she didn’t expect that to feel as good as it did, even though she’d gambled on putting the men where they were. He continued to suck her neck while looking at Dmitry, an unvoiced, “Yes.” 

“Maybe you’ll make him moan,” Dominika groaned. “Shit, between the two of us, he’ll be marked up for weeks.”

To say nothing of her as Gleb nipped just below her ear. 

“That’d be fun…”

How did Dmitry feel, she wondered - and Gleb wondered, too - watching the man and woman he loved conspire to touch him while touching each other? Dominika may have noticed Gleb was hot and Gleb may have noticed that Dominika was gorgeous, but all either wanted to notice was that Dmitry was enjoying himself. 

“Take off your shirt,” Dominika murmured to Dmitry. “We’re going to try sharing you…”   

“I’ll make a communist of you yet,” Gleb whispered in her ear, stroking her breast and smiling into her skin. Dominika pressed her ass to his groin to make him hiss with pained desire. 

“The only one of your commie wet dreams I wanna be in is the one where you and I equally share Dmitry’s cock,” she hissed back. “C’mon. Dmitry, shirt off. Vaganov, left or right?” 

Laughing, Gleb pulled away from her and took to Dmitry’s right side. His hands slid under Dmitry’s shirt, skimming up his stomach. 

“You heard her- shirt off before I take it off for you.” 

The sensations that rushed through Dmitry were overwhelming. He was actually about to sleep with his roommate and his girlfriend at the same time. The banter between Gleb and Dom gave Dmitry pause. He knew that they rarely got along, and when they did, it was at Dmitry’s insistence and it was always fake and forced. He didn’t know if tonight would be the same, but he was willing to put up with it. 

Dmitry removed his shirt and tossed it across the room, not caring where it landed. He pressed a quick kiss to Dominika’s lips, then another kiss to Gleb’s lips. It wasn’t awkward, per say, just different. How would they go about this? He kind of wanted to let his girlfriend and roommate take the lead on this one. 

“You both are overdressed,” Dmitry murmured as he wrapped an arm around Gleb’s waist and pulled him closer. “It’s not fair that I’m the only one half-dressed.”

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Why couldn’t Gleb shake the feeling that this was a joke at his expense? Why couldn’t he stop thinking about packing his stuff and putting up an ad, looking for a new place to live? His eyes stung, especially as Dmitry kissed him softly. 

“And what?” he asked, standing and putting a hand to Dmitry’s chest, pushing him back a bit. “Tomorrow, you two are together and I’m couch-surfing with friends until the awkwardness dies down?”

The hurt in his voice surprised even Gleb. He could feel Dominika’s gaze burning into his back. His hands slid down Dmitry’s chest and abdomen.

“If we do this, here’s my counter-proposal,” he said, “if we all agree it’s good, you and I can give this thing a try and I’ll look the other way if you’re also seeing Dominika. But if this goes badly…”

“If this goes badly, he can pick which of us he wants,” Dominika said flatly. 

“No, you don’t make people choose like that. And if I have to remove the element of choice for you to be happy, Dmitry, you know I will.” He leaned forward, tugging the waistband of Dmitry’s jeans until their hips collided as Gleb kissed him. Something ignited in him, not bitterness or hurt, but unabashed desire. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.” 

Choosing between Dom and Gleb was not something that Dmitry wanted to think about right now. Not when Gleb had just agreed to a threesome with him and Dominika. He wanted nothing more than for things to go well. He would make sure that things went well.

“Deal.” 

Dmitry wrapped his arms around Gleb’s shoulders and deepened the kiss, grinding his hips against his roommate’s. There was something different about kissing Gleb compared to Dominika, he didn’t feel as practiced as she. Dominika took charge when they made out. With Gleb, it felt more equal in passion. Dmitry felt like he couldn’t keep up with his girlfriend sometimes.

Pulling away from Gleb to breathe, Dmitry smiled. “Wow. I should have kissed you much sooner than this.” 

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If Dmitry and Dominika could decide whether they were “on” or “off” for good, Gleb’s life would improve by two thousand percent. As it was, he would settle for them agreeing to be “on”, as long as they didn’t have to hook up in front of him. It felt… cruel. Since the beginning of their friendship, Gleb had been at least a little in love with Dmitry. More than “a little” once they’d really gotten to know each other. Not that it mattered because whether Gleb was hanging on Dmitry’s every word, making him dinner, or telling him about his own passions, Dmitry was entranced by Dominika. Gleb could see why. She was gorgeous and devastatingly clever (with an emphasis on “devastating”). That didn’t make it fair. When Dominika had last broken up with Dmitry, Gleb had broken up with his own girlfriend thinking, This will be the time to tell Dmitry how I feel. It hadn’t been. Because that had been over a month ago and now Dmitry and Dominika were tangled up on the couch while Gleb sat in the armchair and tried not to watch. He needed to leave. Now. 

Setting his bowl of popcorn aside, Gleb shifted to stand, but Dmitry spoke up and it caught Gleb off-guard. 

“Join you?”

“I told you he’d be a prude about it,” Dominika said, looking past Dmitry and over at Gleb. “Shame, too. I always thought you’d be a man about it, Vaganov. Now I owe Tasha fifty bucks…”

Glaring, Gleb shook his head. 

“It’s just… sudden, that’s all,”

“Really? I even broke up with Dmitry so you’d have a guilt-free window to deal with the sexual tension that’s been building for, what? Three years?” Dominika slid out of Dmitry’s lap and sauntered across to where Gleb sat. “We all know you’re in love with Dmitry. I was thinking we could try sharing, at least once. What’s the matter with that?”

Gleb couldn’t look at her. He swiveled his head around her and looked at Dmitry.

“You talked about this?” he asked. “You… knew that I lo-?”

“Well, he didn’t,” Dominika said. “But I thought it was painfully obvious you were in love with each other. So does… everyone else. So, how about it?”

She looked back at Dmitry. They both stared at him, waiting for a reaction

Dmitry watched as his girlfriend and his roommate conversed, wondering if Gleb would ultimately agree to what they were proposing to him. He didn’t deny it outright, so there was obviously some interest. Of course, Dmitry hadn’t realized that Gleb was in love with him, but the reaction to Dominika’s accusation was undeniable proof. 

It didn’t help that Dmitry loved both Dominika and Gleb. He honestly would be happy with either one of them, but now he had this opportunity to have them both for a night? It was honestly a dream come true for him.

“Yes, we talked about it,” Dmitry said, standing as well and approaching Gleb. “I didn’t believe her, and was honestly a little offended that she didn’t tell me why she broke up with me last time until now, but that’s water under the bridge.” His hand came to rest on Gleb’s bicep and he leaned in to kiss the corner of his roommate’s mouth. “So I’ll offer again. Why don’t you join us?”

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Dmitry didn’t like to make his roommate uncomfortable in any way, shape, or form. Unfortunately, his girlfriend, Dominika, had other ideas. They had been on and off all through college, and right now they were ‘on’, as was evidenced by the way they sat together on the couch, with Dom practically in Dmitry’s lap, and the two of them kissing passionately. There was something about her that just drew Dmitry in. He didn’t quite know what it was. 

And then there was his roommate, Gleb. Things had been tense between them ever since he started bringing Dom home again, and Dmitry didn’t know why. He had to admit that there were feelings there, but he was dating Dom! He couldn’t afford to be thinking about his roommate! Perhaps that was the reason they were so on again off again.

As things turned heated between Dom and Dmitry, out of the corner of his eye, Dmitry noticed Gleb trying to leave. Probably to give the two of them some privacy. He stopped kissing Dominika and looked over at Gleb.

“So, we’ve been talking,” Dmitry said. “And it’s okay if you absolutely hate this idea, but...why don’t you join us?” 

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Gleb’s smile widened. He didn’t have to hear Dmitry’s words to know they would distract him. The feeling of Dmitry’s breath on his neck tickled in a way that made focusing impossible. Gleb shut the laptop. That escalated quickly. He’d only hoped for a kiss.

No complaints, though. 

“And what kind of things did you pick up?” 

“Well...I picked up more lube...” Dmitry said, putting his hands on his husband’s shoulders and rubbing out a few knots. “And a few things that I need to just show you, and not tell you about...” 

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“If you’re flirting with me so I stop looking at dogs, you’re going to have to do better than that,” Gleb teased, leaning over to squeeze Dmitry’s thigh, but not closing out of the browser. His eyes, warm and mischevious, flicked over to Dmitry’s. Go ahead. Try to distract me. 

“I paid a visit to our favorite shop yesterday. Picked up a couple things you might like...” He murmured, leaning in to nuzzle Gleb’s neck. “We’ve been so busy lately...”

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“I’m allowed to look on the website,” Gleb said, reaching down to scratch under Sergei’s collar. “And as my husband, it is your legal obligation to look when I say ‘Dima look at this cute puppy!’. It’s in the fine print of our marriage license.”

Dmitry sighed and pat Sergei on the head as he approached his husband and the computer to look at the cute puppy on the screen.

“Okay, I admit it. That dog is adorable. But you know who’s more adorable? You.” 

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"Gleb, we don't need any more pets. Sergei is plenty. Our apartment isn't big enough for that."

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‪๛ Derek Klena as Dimitri layouts.

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Dmitry: Hey, I am Dmitry and this is my EX-boyfriend

Gleb: Dima, please-

Dmitry: What?

Gleb: Maybe I should be in charge of introductions.

Dmitry: Well, how would YOU say it?

Gleb: Hi, I"m Gleb. I'm Dmitry's husband.

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@gcneralvaganov || ANOTHER Random Modern Starter because I’m bored!

The bar was scheduled to open in another hour. The Nevsky Prospekt’s only occupants being its two owners, the bartender, and the chef, two of whom preparing for the evening rush.

“I think, we should host a trivia night.” Dmitry said while breaking off a piece of the soft pretzel he was sharing with his husband. “I know that was something we talked about when we first opened TNP, but we haven’t actually done it yet. I want to. What do you think?”