icarusalsoflew | 003. and in every raindrop... // open post.

[That's the idea, isn't it? She bites her lip -- it's for show, since her mind is already made up about this -- and gives it a moment.]

Okay. [Lower.] But give me something.

[ First: an almost chaste kiss on your lips, topped off with the tiniest nip at your bottom lip.

Then: ]

He'll fuck you well and good. That's for sure.

[ And he'll let this one join, which suits him fine. How long he'll spend teasing you before he DOES, however, is up to question. ]

Can I drag you to bed now?

[Nooo, she meant give me something more, to keep her on the edge; actually, the thought that comes with that promise is enough. It's a twist in her stomahc strong enough that it makes her curl her toes inside her shoes and gasp, aroused already.

If this were at all a game, Mae'd have lost.] Yes, drag me to bed now.

Edited 2015-05-10 06:54 (UTC)

[ He's on the early shift tonight, starting at 7 for the dinner crowd and handing back his earpiece by one in the morning. From there, it's all a matter of taking his bike and gunning it home to the space he shares with Hikaru and Mae.

He steps in quietly, even if he notes that the lights are still on. They leave them for him most nights and it's one of the many things he loves about them both.

A lot can change in two years in the company of a fiancee with the capacity to love multiple people in equal measure all at once and a girl who snuck into both their hearts before they even knew what was happening. ]

Hikaru? Mae?

[ Hand on their bedroom door now, pushing that open. Why is the light on even in there...? ]

[ And this is what you're going to see once the door's open: your fiancee sitting by the dresser, enjoying a cup of coffee. Mae, on that bed, arranged much like this only with the addition of a ball gag spreading her pretty lips apart.

She looks rather flushed, and who can blame her? Hikaru may or may not have spent a significant amount of time tying her up, loving her down, and teasing her mercilessly. ]

Josh. Hi.

[ He is, by the way, not wearing a shirt. And the top buttons of his pants have been undone. ]

How was work?

[She slips into a zone, come one point. He's tender and gentle even though he's maneuvering her body as he pleases, and he rewards her trust with kisses, her patience with teases that have her arching against her restraints. The rope between her legs is the worst, which means it's the best. It pulls her pussy lips open, leaves nothing to the imagination and little in the way of friction. It makes her depend on him, for pleasure. She didn't use to like depending on someone this much. She didn't use to like being told she's good, either. It's eye-opening, as usual.

She's been given a break for the past half an hour, time enough to recover, but she's still a trembling mess. It's unintentional, she starts shivering the moment she hears the keys slide into the lock of the apartment, teeth clenching down on the ball holding her quiet -- a recent addition there, to not spoil the surprise, because Hikaru hadn't had anything against her being vocal while he tied her up (the contrary, quite keen on making sure she was comfortable first, before the fun - and the torture - had began) -- eyes opening again.

She turns her head and catches Josh making his entrance, and every muscle of hers clenches; it may have been hours ago, but Hikaru's words still ring in her head now. He'll fuck you well and good. Her hero.]

[ The trouble with working at a club that pretty much provides for glorious makeouts and occasional public sex is that it does a number on you. The men don't need to be his boy for him to catch sight of neatly styled dark hair all disheveled from hungry hands to remember the look of Hikaru after he's had his way with the Bladian's mouth; a girl doesn't need bubblegum pink hair for him to recall those perfect little whines in his ear that he really, really loves pulling out of Mae.

The lovely thing about working in a club like that though are surprises like this, when his fiancee has been much like a good, smug feline, leaving gifts for him in their bed.

It'll be impossible to miss the way his lips part, just so; nor the hunger in Josh's eyes a he takes the sight of Mae's beautiful, lush body arranged for the taking.

But he'll get to that in a bit.

Walking over to Hikaru now to catch him by the chin. Good deeds must never go unrewarded. ]

You've been busy. [ Smiling against that mouth. You've always found it hot, have't you Mae, watching them make out. It's something like a preview of sorts, because this one loves you both enough to kill if there were any reason for that. And if there's anything Josh enjoys, it's making sure his darlings are well provided for. ]

She stole me away from work. I had to put the energy somewhere.

[ Snaking his arms around your waist now, in a bid to draw you in closer. He's also opening his mouth, because he knows that you want to kiss him. He also knows that Mae truly appreciates the sight of the both of you going at it.

(He's hard between his legs, by the way. His cock stirred again the moment he caught your scent in the corridor. He's paid such beautiful attention to your girl, but where has that left him when you're not around to watch him at it/attend to his needs on your terms?) ]

[See, as much as she does like watching them kiss, and god she does, she lets out a sound of absolute protest when Hikaru gives his answer. Traitor. That's not how it happened at all, you should be so grateful. Still, he's done his job well with the restraints, and there's little margin for her to squirm at all.

And what she can get, in the way of moving, she dedicates to being able to see them kiss. Oh yeah, thirty minutes of break or not, she's getting turned on again. As if she ever stopped being so. Her nipples pebbled and aching, a trickle of arousal making its tortuously slow descent between her legs, her her skin flush.

Now she sees the point of the gag. If her mouth were free, she'd be telling Josh not just the truth, but to punish Hikaru for being a liar with the best sort of blowjob. Yeah, her priorities are unclear right now; does she want pleasure for herself, or to watch them have theirs together?]

[ He's enjoying that kiss, just as he's enjoying the fact that she's watching, full knowledge that this contributes by large, to everyone's overall pleasure. It's like that between the three of you; nobody ever goes away wanting.

Breaking off just as he's cupping Hikaru between the legs, over the fabric of his pants and underwear. ] I say Mae did a pretty good job of distracting, since you've had your nose buried in work a lot of late.

[ He gets it, you need to keep busy, but they both care about you and worry over your propensity to get lost in it. A nip to that mouth, before he's catching your hands and drawing you up to your feet. ]

I guess I'm surprised that she didn't tie you up.

[ Oh, that gets a rise out of him. You'll end up hearing and feeling the way he gasps into the minimal distance between you both, and see, firsthand, the way the look on his face threatens to break. ]

That would have defeated the purpose of this exercise.

[ Very well, though. He's letting you bring him up. ]

Although, if the two of you want to try to do that later...

[It turns out there is a way to laugh triumphantly with a ballgag on, which is exactly what Mae does. See, she knew Josh would be on her side here; permanent frown lines worrying over his fiancé, as she'd implied.

But the next implication makes a rush of heat move through her, and she lets out a little sound against the ball, about as subtle as the one she almost misses from Hikaru.]

I've half a mind to make sure you're both tied up.

[ Drawing you up against him now, hands wandering over your skin and down again your back and your front simultaneously. ]

Could be fun.

[ Don't worry, Mae. He hasn't forgotten about you. How could he, when you're making such delicious sounds from that bed. He's slowly but surely backing both himself and Hikaru towards where you are, even if his mouth and hands are busily working his boy up. ]

[ And he's only too happy to lead you take lead. In fact, he's helping you by hitching himself up, wrapping his legs around your torso with the full confidence that you'll catch him. He's come to enjoy this sort of position, because it means that he gets to partake of those rare occasions where he gets to look down on you.

Balancing himself with one arm slung over your shoulder and the other snaking its hand behind your head. Kissing you now, fierce and hungry and demanding, with tongue. ]

That's a novel idea.

[ Your two favorite people, wrapped up to your liking and ready for the taking? He could get behind that, especially since you do know how to treat your lovers right. ]

[Correction: no. Because one third of this equation is a squirming mess and there was conversation about her doing the tying up -- which she likes -- and conversation about her continuing to be tied up, as well as Hikaru -- which she's just not that sure about right now -- and a good considerate lover wouldn't be talking like Mae's not in the room. Gagged.

And does she protest with a groan against the ballgag? Yes. Yes, she does, because it wasn't in the plan to be well-behaved forever.

They're moving, and it's getting more complicated for her to keep track of them from this position; her head falls back against the pillow stacked high under it for comfort, another groan because they're both as gorgeous as they are frustrating.]

[ He does catch Hikaru, lets his boy feast on his mouth up until he sits down and lies back with the top of his head just inches from Mae's beautiful cunt.

Looking up now and smiling because that is a wonderful sight, thank you; and then he's reaching up and running his hand along the inside of Mae's thigh moving closer and closer to where he can trace where she's wet and waiting. ]

Sweetheart, you smell so good right now. I could eat you all up.

[ See? He didn't forget about you at all. ]

All this talk of tying up is great, but I've been thinking about the both of you all night after suffering through my shift. So I'm going to untie my present first.

[ Thank you for this, Hikaru. Your girl is always beautiful, but he's long-since confessed his fascination with the brutal beauty of shibari and seeing Mae all trussed-up is a fantasy he wasn't sure he'd get.

This is why he leaves the persuading to you mostly. ]

[ And that, of course, leaves this one quite gratefully draped on his fiancee, where he can take a moment out to catch his breath.

That won't stop him, though, from watching Josh and Mae now, though, with near fever bright eyes and a satisfied little smile. ]

[Okay, nevermind. She's inclined to forgive them both a little - not like she didn't agree to this in the first place, what has she got to be mad about? -- even if they're out of range of sight for her to enjoy the view of them making out.

Forgiveness comes in the form of a hitched inhale, and her thigh muscles jumping at the touch. It's been a while, and she's being touched, and it's electric. Moreso, with the promise of what else could come. By the time that hand finds her folds, she's back to shivering, trying to inch towards his fingers. Her eyes closed in concentration.

She only hears untie my present first, and with a needy little sound, she can only hope he'll untie her gag first. She wants one of those kisses too.]

[ Looking up at Hikaru now and -- thank you football, thank you Vigil, thank you Eudio even for keeping him in shape -- sitting up enough to steal one more kiss from his boy because he needs to dislodge you for a bit, babe, if he's going to play with what you've worked so hard to wrap for him.

He'll turn to Mae next, crawl over her body and let his fingers trace the skin beneath those bonds. You poor thing, how long did Hikaru keep you like this, hm? ]

I've always wanted to see you like this. [ His blue eyes are dark and hungry, sweetheart, and as he settles nicely between your legs that gag's coming off to be replaced with an even hungrier kiss. ]

[ That's fine. He's engaged himself rather thoroughly in your absence, so it's high time that he does the sitting back and watching (mostly).

He's moving while you're busy with all of that, stretching out across the bed and right over Mae's head. That gives him the perfect vantage point for all of this activity, and a lovely view, yet again, of the entirety of her body as he arranged it on the bed. ]

[Thank god for the really big bed, right? It's never felt crowded before, though now there's a moment when it feels overwhelming. For a very simple reason: now that Josh's home, if Hikaru joins in to play, he won't be teasing like before, he'll mean it. She might not make it, it's all too hot.

Speaking of hot, the way Josh crawls up her body. The shiver that slowly runs down her spine when he touches her skin under the bonds, likely dented by the rope. She's been here a while now, let's just say.

And yet. Let me out isn't the first thing that comes out of her mouth when it's freed. No, it's an action. She lifts her head off the pillow and, with barely a second's worth of time to lick the excess of spit from her lips, meets his mouth in a bruising kiss. It's wonderful, and from Mae's end it's a little desperate and hungry, a keening sound muffled into it. She feels him everywhere where he's settled on top of her, but she can't do anything of what she'd usually do. She can't wrap her legs around him, can't reach down and sneak her hand inside his pants, can't even roll her hips enticingly against his.

That's the frustrating part. (But he's always wanted to see her like this. Always, he says.) She manages to get a few words in between the kisses, quiet,] Always?

Always. [ Pausing only in how he's ravishing her mouth to emphasize that with his hand closing around one exposed breast before he dips his head to wrap his lips around the other.

You've some knowledge of how intense he can get with Hikaru, Mae -- the ropes, the cuffs, the gags, the works. There's only so many things you can keep under wraps after two years of knowing each other, of a little more than a year of living under the same roof.

( He and his boy know the kind of boundaries they cross in the bedroom; it's not for the faint-hearted or anyone who's never committed to a relationship with the likes of Hikaru Shinta. You have -- and this is not a bad thing -- a very human take on black, white and the grays in-between in and out of the bedroom. And since they care a whole fucking lot about you, they treat you with respect and care and caution. You matter a great deal, okay? )

He'll just... slip his hand between your bodies and feel you up once more. His tongue is tracing circles around the hardened nub of your nipple and his eyes are on you the entire time. ]

[ While Josh is busy with that, Hikaru's shifting down a little more in order to plant an almost chaste kiss on your forehead. Then he's letting his fingers run idly through your hair.

He'd kiss you, but he'd rather hear, in full, the kind of reaction that Josh is going to end up getting out of you. ]

[Always feels like something big, and Mae wants to ask if it goes back to that time they'd talked about harnesses. Except, she knows him -- and them, and how they like to get down -- enough now to know that yes, the answer is likely yes.

Besides which, she can't form words anymore. It's the combination of his hands and his mouth on skin that has been teased before by the man currently kissing her forehead like he's not a bastard when he wants to be. Sensitive skin, flush and run over by goosebumps, nipples hard and aching, the ropes around her breasts like a lover's hold in and of themselves. And his fingers between her legs,] Oh, please - [she breathes it out, her eyes falling shut and her head tipping back.

And back. Enough that her lips catch Hikaru's in a very brief kiss. Not nearly long enough to keep any of the sounds he wants to hear from her quiet, not the inhale and the gasp, not the little impatient moan.]

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