They truly were beautiful souls.

His private class had ended a short while ago, and while Wyatt had intended to immediately steal Blake back from his friend, when he saw them sitting on one of the couches that was settled right next to the railing on the upper level, he hesitated. It was overlooking all of the stages, four of which were currently busy with scenes, but neither of them appeared to be interested in watching, or listening.

Blake had nudged off his shoes and gotten comfortable on his back with his head resting in Sage's lapand his legs bent and leaning against the back of the couch. It looked like they were talking about something, but their body language and that smile he could see in the darkness on Sage's face...

Wyatt felt his heart beat a little faster than normal as he lifted one hand to run it down his face. He really wasn't very good at sharing, anything, but while he definitely wanted to go upstairs and pick up his person and walk away, he also wasn't minding, in the least, watching his best friend interact with his sub.

"Master Wyatt?"

Forcing his attention away from Sage and Blake, Wyatt offered the young woman now standing before him a smile.

"Hello Carla, how have you been?" he asked.

She was a regular that he was quite familiar with. A bi switch with a mind as sharp as a razor... and a taste for inflicting pain.

"Very well, master Wyatt. How have you been doing? I haven't seen you in a few days," she said, her curiosity nudging its way to the surface.

He wasn't too surprised, though. He did usually come here most nights after work, though it was usually just to unwind with a beer and perhaps some attention from a sub or two, or for work.

It was usually for work.

Chuckling too quietly to be heard over the light music playing, Wyatt shrugged one shoulder playfully and found his eyes wandering back up to the second floor.

"I've been very distracted," he said honestly as a smile slipped onto his face without permission when he saw Blake reach up and grab either side of Sage's mouth, then stretch it slightly as the other guy tried to laugh and half-heartedly shake him off.

"I never thought I'd see master Sage look at another person like that," Carla said as she settled her hands on her leather-clad hips.

Wyatt's brow furrowed and he looked back at her.

"Another?" he asked, his voice sounding as confused as he felt.

He'd never seen Sage look at anyone the way he was looking at Blake as they continued to joke around. Of course, they both knew that looking wasn't the same thing as seeing, but that never seemed to matter to the man. He looked around just as much as any non-blind person, and honestly, Wyatt thought that he saw things much better than a normal person did, too.

"Who else has he looked at in such a way?" he asked right as his eyes wandered back up to the two, then blinked in surprise.

Sage was clearly looking at him as he hugged Blake to his chest and settled his chin on the slightly smaller man's shoulder. Sage had a huge grin on his face, as did Blake as he nudged him backwards just enough so that he could sit up fully. He was just scowling at Sage when he noticed them staring up at them and quickly redirected his attention down to Wyatt, a big smile growing on his adorable face.

So cute.

"I can see that you're still distracted. Have a good evening, master Wyatt," Carla said, drawing his attention back to her just long enough to get a nod of acknowledgement before he headed for the stairs.

He greeted a few people once he got to the second floor, but he refused to be pulled away from his current mission. He could feel their attention on him, and that was all that mattered right then.

As soon as he got close enough Blake, who had turned around to face him and Sage, got up on his knees in Sage's lap and reached a hand out to him over the back of the couch. Wyatt gladly took it and pressed a kiss to the back of it as his eyes met Blake's.

"I feel like you two are having a moment, which is adorable. Please, continue while I nonchalantly settle my hand on his butt, just in case he loses his balance, or something," Sage said as he grinned over his shoulder, then nuzzled his nose into Blake's side, making the guy jump a little and giggle unintentionally.

"Oh?" Sage mused as he leaned away just enough to break the contact.

Wyatt couldn't help but grin at their new discovery.

"Ticklish, love?" he asked as he reached forward with his free hand and nudged Sage's head.

To anyone else, the gesture might have looked playful, but there was a stern but gentle signal behind it, too. Don't take advantage of what they'd just found out.

"I'll be good, babe," Sage said as he gently tapped Blake's backside, silently telling him to scoot off of him.

Blake did as told, but refused to release Wyatt's hand, making him lift an eyebrow as he calmly walked around the couch until he was in front of them both.

"How was your class?" Sage asked as he scooted a little closer against the armrest and Blake moved the other way, making just enough room for him to join them.

"Pretty good," Wyatt said as he dropped down onto the sofa.

The moment he was comfortable Blake crawled right into his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck, then rested his head on his shoulders.

I...

Sage's grin was impossible to miss, even as he tried to hide it behind a hand that was nonchalantly scratching at the edge of his mouth.

Honestly, he still had a lot to get used to. His last few subs had been extremely submissive. They didn't do a single thing without his consent. It had been quite nice, but also a tiny bit stifling. That's one of the reasons he'd decided to take a break.

But this man... he's definitely submissive, but he also does what he wants, as long as he isn't reprimanded for it or told not to.

Feeling Blake push himself away from his chest abruptly drew Wyatt's attention to him.

"I'm sorry, master Wyatt. I didn't mean to grab you without permission," he said as he tucked his chin against his chest and pursed his lips. He'd probably picked up on his thoughts... oops.

Wyatt could tell that Sage wanted to comment something along the lines of you can grab me whenever you want, but was thankfully holding himself back from speaking. It was a miracle.

Moving his arms around Blake's body, Wyatt gently guided him forward until he was back against his chest.

"It's alright, Blake. I'm just not used to you yet. I'll definitely let you know if you do something that honestly bothers me, but I think, for right now, don't worry about basic physical stuff, alright? If you want to hug me, then I give you exclusive permission," Wyatt said right before he felt the faintest nudge against his right side, drawing his attention back to Sage.

"Exclusive?" his best friend asked with a frown that could rival any sad puppy.

Deciding to have a bit of fun, Wyatt smirked and turned his attention back to Blake as he nuzzled into the guy's soft hair.

"Mm, I don't know. Blake gives some really good hugs. I don't think you can compare," he teased... right before they were both grabbed and pulled into Sage's strong arms.

Wyatt refused to release Blake as he was pulled up against Sage's chest, but instead of being annoyed by the sudden arms now tightly wrapped partially around them both, he actually leaned his head back against Sage's shoulder and gave out a quiet laugh.

"You are such a stubborn bat. Can't you tell I was joking?" he asked, even though he already knew the answer to his own question.

Of course Sage knew that he'd been joking. The guy knew exactly what he was doing. He didn't think that Sage could act impulsively, to be honest. It always seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing, all the time. There were no mistakes with him.

"Mm, I love it when you joke around with me," Sage said before reaching up with one hand as he leaned back partially against the back of the couch and partially against the armrest. His hand pressed against the back of Blake's head, guiding it down to rest against Wyatt's chest.

"Perfect," he said before taking in a deep, calming breath, then releasing it through his nose as he got a bit more comfortable... then a bit more comfortable.

Pretty soon they were all lying down with Sage resting his head on the armrest while Wyatt used his shoulder in the same way. Blake was tucked between the back of the couch and them, but was still comfortably situated mostly on Wyatt's chest.

It might not have looked comfortable, and he knew that he was going to probably have a kink in his neck when they did finally decide to get up, but for the moment, he didn't want to move.

"You wore him out," Wyatt grumbled in a hushed whisper as he gently got Blake a little more comfortable while at the same time nudging Sage until they were practically spooning, because he really didn't want to hurt his neck just for some cuddles... and the guy was just-about falling off the couch.

He kind of wanted to give him that one last nudge, just so that he could hear him thud to the floor, but he knew that Sage would take them both with him if he even dared to do such a thing, so, begrudgingly, he relented and snuggled in against the sleeping man in his arms.

"He's had a long day, love," Sage finally whispered back once he was more comfortable.

He couldn't argue that.

"But he's here," he eventually said as he fought himself not to hug Blake tighter.

He heard Sage mumble affirmatively, but then felt him nuzzle his nose against his hair before settling his forehead there. To anyone else, he was just enjoying their closeness, but Wyatt knew him better.

"Behave, you stubborn bat. I'm glad that you're back, too," he said as Sage's arm slowly slipped from Blake's hip to settle around Wyatt's middle.

It was awkward, but again, he expected it, to an extent. He normally would have just told him to move his arm, and he would have, immediately, but a thought came to his mind pausing the words on his tongue.

"Hey Sage?" he asked quietly, making sure to keep his voice down.

"Mm?"

"Do you... have someone else you like? Besides Blake, I mean," Wyatt asked, his curiosity from earlier concerning what Carla said about Sage looking at someone else like he had been looking at Blake, returning to the forefront of his mind.

To his surprise, his straight-forward friend simply chuckled at his words in response, then snuggled in a tiny bit closer.

He's... not answering?

Wyatt tried to look over his shoulder at him, but Sage had clearly anticipated his action because he nudged his face against the back of Wyatt's head, making it impossible for them to look at each other.

This man...

"Fine, I get it. I'll drop it," Wyatt said with a sigh as he pushed aside his curiosity and forced himself to relax.

Even though he closed his eyes and managed to calm down enough to drift in and out of a doze, he just couldn't fall asleep. He even shifted around here and there, nudging one of his legs backwards between Sage's, then stretched his other one out a bit, but he just couldn't do it.

What's wrong with me? Why does it even matter if he likes someone else? He hasn't even asked Blake out yet, and he only messes with me on very rare occasions.

Not to mention that they were both very strict doms! What were they going to do? Wrestle until one of them managed to pin the other and had their way with them?

His mind was just about to run in another circle, refusing to just calm down enough to let him rest for a bit, even though he had his eyes closed and his breathing had mostly evening out, when he felt the faintest brush against the back of his head.

It almost felt as if Sage had just kissed his hair...