The Luckiest Girl In The World

Dante felt Anders move more than anything, engrossed as he was in reacquainting himself with the way Kathy tasted. His hand moved with him, fingers brushing over Anders' hand where it wrapped around his dick.

Part of him wanted to move. Part of him was under the distinct impression Kathy would kill him if he did.

He gave in for just a second, turning his head, cheek brushing against Kathy, and caught sight of Anders.

His hand wrapped around Anders' before he put his mouth back.

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Anders whimpered and slid his hand away, encouraging Dante to take over if he wanted to. His eyes were shut by now, his mind nothing but pleasant white noise.

He turned to Kathy, trying to kiss her again.

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Dante was entirely correct. If he stopped now, it's possible that she would kill him. She'd feel bad later, standing over his murdered body, but still claim it was entirely justified.

She clung to Anders' mouth--and his shoulders as she came, his kiss swallowing her wail and his strength keeping upright as her legs threatened to buckle.

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Dante pulled away, letting out a ragged breath, then a gasp to suck more air into his lungs. He turned his head anew, this time nuzzling Anders' hip for a second as his breathing settled. His hand moved leisurely, just keepin' him up.

You know. In a matter of speaking.

Breath returned, he held Anders steady in his hand and leaned forward, taking Anders' dick into his mouth until he made it to the root.

Might as well go two for two, while he was down here. Fuck.

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Somehow, despite their positions, Anders hadn't expected Dante to do that. He gasped in surprise, then a second time in pleasure, before he settled a hand on Dante's head to tangle in his hair.

He probably wasn't much good as a support for Kathy anymore, what with how wobbly his knees had gone.

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Not really but hopefully that just meant that they could lean and kind of keep each other up?

"Fuck that's hot," Kathy said in a thick voice, looking down at Dante. "Was it as hot when he was going down on me?"

She wanted to do the same for Dante, so much her mouth practically watered for it. Her hands spidered back over his hands, tracing down his neck, following his spine.

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Dante had to contain a soft snicker; luckily, his mouth was full. He gripped Anders' hips and pulled them towards himself, pulling back just a touch before taking him again.

It wasn't sophisticated. He was getting a little too riled up himself for the fancy shit. But that was fine-- he could get caught up in this rhythm, giving and taking and listening keenly to every noise and sound and word they made.

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"Maybe," Anders groaned to Kathy, voice raspy with lust. "Easier to see the expression on his face now, but I loved watching him make you moan."

He stroked Dante's hair, looked down at him. "Can't wait to return the favor."

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"Oh please, can I?" Kathy asked, kissing Anders' neck as she scratched down Dante's. "I mean, if you're okay with it," she added, glancing down at Dante and groaning again at watching him take all of Anders in. "But it's been so long and I've missed it..."

She pried herself away from Anders to kneel down next to Dante, giving his shoulder a bite that was a tease with the gentleness of it. "If you shift a little, I can even get started now."

Her hand drifted down the front of his chest, slowly though, to give him time to respond. He might be more okay with touching her than vice versa and she wanted to respect that.

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Dante's gaze flicked to Kathy, blue eyes darkening with the ache he already felt. He shifted in silent answer, knees spreading, his hand sliding up Anders' chest both for balance and to touch. His fingers traced a pattern around Anders' nipple, pinched it.

He angled his body towards Kathy.

He needed something, too. He remembered once she'd been good at giving him it.

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Anders sighed, then nodded in benediction. It was good to see them take care of each other, especially when it gave him the sight of Kathy's dark hair against Dante's skin.

And the way Dante was using his mouth was good, too. Better than good. He flexed his hips forward, feeding Dante his length.

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Kathy groaned to see that, then leaned in to sink her teeth into Dante's throat. It was funny; she would have thought that biting someone again would have brought up a whole host of unpleasant memories, but if it did, everything that was going on around her kept them at bay. All she could think about was making Dante feel good.

She kissed the mark she'd left behind, and then bent over, opening her mouth to take him deep into her mouth. No frills, no games. Just her mouth wrapped around his dick.

Oh fuck this was good.

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Her mouth was wet and warm and a source of deep relief that coursed through him, made him moan around Anders' dick.

His hands dropped to knead Anders' ass, an anchoring point as much as anything. Anders was fucking his mouth, and it was fantastic-- he adjusted to it quickly, greedy for all of it, even as it muffled the noise Kathy was drawing from him.

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Anders flexed unconsciously under Dante's ministrations, thrusting faster now, wanting nothing but to go over the edge he was already rushing towards. He gave Kathy a final glance before closing his eyes and letting himself come.

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Kathy flicked her eyes up to watch, because seeing Anders come was always a glorious sight, but she wasn't able to watch as closely as she normally would. She had Dante's cock deep in her mouth for the first time in years and she had to give it all the attention it was due. Though--okay, she figured he wouldn't mind if she spent some time sucking on the tip alone (and needling his thighs with her nails) to see the expressions pass over Anders' face before going right back to swallowing him deep in her throat, her other hand cradling his balls in her palm.

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"Fuck," Dante managed, hoarse and panting for air with his forehead pressing up against Anders' hip. Couldn't move here, not like this; he was stuck letting her do as she liked, his grip on clear thought vanishing off into the great beyond.

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"Yeah," Anders said, and stroked Dante's hair as he watched Kathy do her best. She always had been fun to watch.

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It was the enthusiasm. She was making noises as she worked him over, greedy, moaning noises in her throat. She brushed her hair back away from her face so they could have a better view of what she was doing, pink lips ringed around Dante's cock, the long shaft sliding in and out of her mouth. Her breasts bounced in time, whole body involved in working Dante over long and well. Inside her mouth, her tongue traced the vein and played in the sensitive divot in the under the head.

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Dante'd been wound up for a long, long time now, and he had a hot, enthusiastic mouth on him, and Anders' fingers leaving comforting warmth along his scalp.

He wasn't long for it, not with that amount of stimulation. He bit gently into Anders' skin to muffle the noise as he came, emptying himself into Kathy's waiting mouth, fingers scrabbling at her back.

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Anders moaned again, then fluidly sank to kneel by the other two with one hand on Kathy and the other on Dante.

Remembering to breathe normally was the tricky part.

Edited Date: 2017-05-18 07:00 pm (UTC)

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Kathy swallowed him down, her face a study in self-satisfaction. Slowly she brought her head back up, letting him slide between her lips one last time and gave the guys a smile, dragging her tongue over her lips to make sure she'd gotten every drop.

"Well, then," she said. "That was fun."

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Dante let out a breathless laugh, finally sinking backwards, off his knees and on his ass. "Fuck yeah," he agreed.

Other words were complicated.

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"We still have it," Anders said, lazily triumphant. "Thank fuck."

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Kathy offered a shy smile at that. She agreed and wholeheartedly so, but wasn't sure if that was something she should say aloud. It might be too...something.

And that smile was replaced by widened eyes a moment later. "Dante's pizza!" she yelped, scrambling up to her feet and over to the stove to rescue it. Fortunately it was just a little dark around the edges. "It's okay!" she announced.

It would have been an acceptable sacrifice otherwise because damn that really had been exceptional.

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