The Luckiest Girl In The World

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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Dante blinked at the sudden movement. "What the-- oh, fuck."

At least Kathy had the pizza problem handled so he didn't have to jump up. He didn't really want to; he'd be happy leaning on Anders for a while. "It's alive?"

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"The pizza, or our ability to have an amazing threesome?" Anders asked, eyes crinkling as he smiled. "I'd be a little worried if Kathy's oven is bringing pizzas to life."

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Kathy put the pizza down on the counter to cool and then headed back over to the guys, sitting down a few inches further away than she'd been before. Lines were being drawn and re-drawn and she didn't want to presume--or worse, trespass--until she had a better idea of where they'd settle. "I might wait to put yours in," she told Anders. "Because getting distracted mid-whatever by the smell of burning pizza isn't how I'd planned to spend the evening."

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"I mean is the pizza still edible," Dante complained, though leaning up to kiss Anders' neck probably wasn't discouraging him from sassing while Dante's brain was rebooting.

He turned his head up to roll his eyes at Kathy. "I think there's time before our dicks wake back up, Kat."

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"I'm too happy to be in a hurry," Anders added, wrapping a hand around Dante's waist. "For anything."

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"No, I'm not--" Kathy shook her head and stood up again, going to the fridge and getting a bottle of water out. She finished half of it in a gulp and then grabbed two more to hand over to the guys. "Never mind. Here, Anders, I'll put yours in."

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Dante debated the merits of getting up.

For the moment, he'd just take that bottle from Kathy and spend the next few moments wriggling the rest of the way out of his clothes - shoes and pants.

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Anders sipped at his water slowly, eyes still on Dante. He felt entirely sated and lazy.

"So you're thinking the rest of tonight is a no-pants occasion?" he teased Dante lightly.

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Kathy wasn't going to argue with that, sliding Anders' pizza into the oven and setting the timer. "Sounds like a plan to me," she murmured, efficiently slicing Dante's pizza into pieces before setting it down beside him.

Okay, they had food, water, what else was she supposed to do to make sure everyone was comfortable and happy and...something?

It was like she was trying to fret away her own afterglow.

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"I'm thinking," Dante said, draping his arm over Anders' shirt, "That we get these pizzas done as soon as possible so we can take 'em into Kathy's bedroom and get our naked asses out of Raven's way."

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"Raven probably doesn't need to walk in on an orgy," Anders agreed. "Besides, beds are comfortable ... wait is the three of us an orgy, or do we need more people?"

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"I think orgies require at least four people," Kathy said, though of everyone in the kitchen, she had the least experience with group sex. "Fourgy, you know?" She started cleaning up the toppings from the kitchen counter to put them away in the fridge.

"And, err...maybe it was presumptuous," she added, giving them tentative glances as she found tupperware lids and the like, "but there was a reason I got a king-size bed when we were shopping at Ikea. We should all be comfortable there."

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"Didn't we say at least five when we had that foursome?" Dante asked, racking his mind to remember both the conversation and the foursome.

... Shut up. You spent too much time trying to get laid.

"... Fivesome. Right, it was a fivesome."

He reached for a slice of pizza.

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