The Mighty Belthazor

Phoebe had a pretty good idea what Cole had just done to elicit such a response from Anders, and she continued to kiss him running a hand through Cole's hair.

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Bel kinda liked the sounds Anders was making and the way he was squirming beneath him. He wasn't feeling a loss of power at all, so he continued what he was doing. It had been several years, but he remembered what to do.

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It had been a while since Anders had had to remember to be careful to keep control and not buck his hips up into Bel's mouth -- and really, what Bel was doing to him had him completely under control anyway.

"Love you," he groaned, his hips rising and falling slightly as he responded to Bel's mouth on him.

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Phoebe was running her hands along both guys as she watched the two of them together. Every so often, she would move to nuzzle one of them.

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Cole released one of Anders's wrists so he could seek out Phoebe's hand, squeezing it tightly. He wanted her to be a part of this, too.

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Anders had no intention of leaving Phoebe out of this, and he stole a kiss every time she moved close enough for him to capture her lips. His free hand slid down into Bel's hair, caressing the back of his head eagerly.

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Phoebe hadn't been feeling left out, but she decided that she liked how the two of them reached for her. She squeezed Cole's hand just as tightly as he was squeezing it and nuzzled Anders.

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Bel let go of Anders's other hand so he could move it down let his fingers do some exploring. He didn't want Anders to think that he wasn't going to get a good hard frakking, after all.

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Anders let out a hungry, pleading whine and ground against Bel's fingers; somehow the promise of what he was going to get, combined with the completely unexpected sensation of Bel's mouth on him, had him squirming with more impatience than usual.

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Phoebe loved hearing the sounds Anders was making and leaned over to nip at his bottom lip.

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Bel drew back, not wanting Anders to finish too soon. He fumbled for the nightstand, reaching for the (always convenient) tube of lube. Squirting a generous amount into his hand, he slowly applied it to himself and Anders, taking his time because he liked watching Anders squirm.

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Anders was in fact squirming, his lips moving as he made incoherent pleading sounds and nuzzled Phoebe. The disappointment on his face was evident when Bel withdrew his mouth, but it quickly dissipated when he felt Bel's lube-slicked fingers probing him -- he knew what that promised.

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Phoebe nuzzled and nipped at Anders while Cole was teasing him, moving to lay closer against the two boys.

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Cole leaned in to kiss Phoebe, then positioned himself over Anders. He took his time, slowly easing himself inside him.

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Anders closed his eyes and threw his head back with a gasp, clutching at Phoebe with one hand and twisting the other one in the sheets. He bit his lip at the initial burn when Bel pushed into him, then groaned softly and relaxed. He had always been shameless about how much he loved being taken by Bel, and now was definitely no exception.

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Phoebe moaned softly, loving what she was feeling in her head from her two guys. She leaned in to kiss both of them, running one hand over Cole and with the other, she held onto Anders's hand.

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Bel gripped Anders's hip with one hand, bracing himself with the other, and moved them both into the best angle. He started with slow, hard thrusts, enjoying the look on his face, and the look on Phoebe's as she felt what they were feeling.

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Anders raised his hips to meet Bel's thrusts eagerly, each one drawing a ragged gasp from him. "Frak, yes," he hissed, grinding against Bel and trying his hardest to pull Phoebe even closer to them.

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Phoebe loved watching the two of them together and feeling what they were experiencing in her head. When Anders pulled her closer, she curled one leg around one of Cole's and pressed herself close to the two of them.

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Keeping himself braced with one arm, Bel moved the other hand to take Phoebe's, then drew it down Anders's chest. He pressed her hand to Anders's cock, his own hand still over hers, so they both could stroke him.

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Now he felt completely surrounded and claimed by them, so Anders didn't hold back a full-throated moan. His movements got a little more frenzied, since he was trying to pull Bel deeper into him and arch into their hands on his cock at the same time.

"Love you," he gasped.

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Phoebe moved to kiss Cole as they stroked Anders's cock and then leaned in to kiss Anders. Making Anders feel good with Cole added to everything she was experiencing.

"Love you both so much," she murmured.

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"Need you both so damn much," Cole panted, moving faster against Anders, guiding Phoebe's hand to match the rhythm. It wasn't just the sex and the physical pleasure, it was the intimacy, the touching, just being with the two of them that sent his heart racing.

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"Need -- need -- frak, I'm close," Anders whimpered. He was completely overwhelmed with sensation, everything he was hearing and feeling from the two of them making him lightheaded. The sex was incredible -- it always was -- but the emotional connection made things so much more intense.

He ground his ass against Bel, then arched up into Bel and Phoebe's joined hands on his cock, letting out a series of brief, pleading cries.

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