Life in a "Ménage à Trois"

"...It is?" he asked, frowning sincerely.

"I think so. I mean, because I got involved with you, all sorts of crap started going weird in my life." He explained.

His frown deepened.

"I...I'm sorry."

He smiled.

"But I guess it's okay. I mean, I did meet you."

He blushed, for once.

"...You mean it, my love?"

Mars grinned suddenly.

"You're face is red!" He exclaimed. "I feel accomplished now!"

He grinned.

"For you, I would blush redder than a pomegranate~"

He frowned again.

"Now you're just cheesy again."

His smile only widened.

"Then you should punish me~"

"You're right; no sex for two days." He grinned happily.

He bit his bottom lip.

"But jerking off isn't satisfying, my love?"

"You said to punish you." He shrugged.

He smiled.

"But then I may be rough with you the next time if I store it up."

He frowned.

"No, I hate when you're like that!"

He nuzzled Mars.

"Then have sex with me all the time and I'll be your gentle little slave~"

Mars sighed.

"I don't like that, either."

He pouted.

"Then what do you like?"

"I don't know; isn't it your job to figure that out?" He replied teasingly.

He grinned.

"The only way to do that is lots and lots of sex."

He laughed.

"Too bad."

He kissed Mars's jaw.

"Not really, I love sex."

He sighed.

"I'm aware."

Priestly nuzzled him affectionately.

"But not as much as I love my Marsy."

"So we can stop having sex?" He asked hopefully.

"Sex is how I feel close to you," he insisted with a smile.