Taakitznus sleepy

Magnus hears their soft whispers through the dark, can feel the mattress shift when someone slips a hand between someone else's legs, but his jelly arms and heavy eyelids tell him that he's not nearly up for anything more himself. Sleep tugs at his mind like waves flow, slow and easy, and he decides maybe it's nicest this way, just listening. Hanging back right now.

The bed creaks, Taako and Kravitz both freeze and giggle, and then Kravitz makes that sound he only makes when he's getting ridden; a low, strangled death rattle he always gets so shy about. Even if he turned to face them, Magnus has no night vision, so he stays, and he imagines.

"Thought you said you were done for the night." Taako whispers, and Magnus almost thinks he's talking to him before Kravitz answers.

"A-and then you got all handsy on me. Did we not satiate you earlier, dear?"

Taako snorts a little too loud and they both freeze still. Magnus  keeps his breathing even, and after a while, he can feel the reverberations of Taako's weight bouncing gently against the mattress again.

"/Baby/," Taako croons, and Magnus is sure it sends a shiver through Kravitz just as it does himself, "you could take turns on me for /days/ and I'd still want more."

Magnus tries to be subtle about shifting his arm so he can palm his dick. They're speeding up now, Kravitz choking on air and trills and Taako gasping like he does when his head's thrown back, his hair loose and messy, thighs vice-like around Kravitz's own, he's sure--

Kravitz can't absorb the sound Taako makes when he comes, a cracked gasp and whine too loud for a fighter's reflex to possibly sleep through. Magnus lets himself roll towards them, eyes adjusting enough to see Kravitz looking wrecked and /caught/ and Taako looking wrecked and caught and thoroughly pleased about it.

"Sorry big guy, piano fingers over here really played a number on me. Lemme clean up then I'll come cuddle you back to sleep, 'kay?"

Magnus shuffles close enough that Kravitz inhales sharply at the press of Magnus' boner against his thigh.  He swallows thickly, exhales the last dregs of exhaustion from his lungs. "I could clean up for you, maybe?"

If there's an expression shared between Taako and Kravitz, Magnus can't see it, but Taako sounds fond and warm when he says, "That sounds just peachy, sleeping beauty."