The Mighty Belthazor

Cole kissed her hungrily. He couldn't deny the thought hadn't crossed his mind more than once, but he was afraid of hurting her. "Okay," he said softly. "But don't be afraid to say stop, okay?"

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Anders traced his tongue along her jawline. "We want you to feel good," he added. Just thinking about this was making his breathing a little more ragged, and he pressed closer, rocking his hips against her very slowly.

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Phoebe kissed Cole just as hungrily as he had kissed her. When she felt Ander's tongue along her jaw, she kissed him, too, moving her hips against him as she turned to look at Cole with passion and need in her eyes.

"I'm not afraid. You won't hurt me. Niether of you would hurt me. I want..."

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Cole nuzzled her neck, then reached his arm out behind him, fumbling on the nightstand for the lube he'd used earlier. He squirted some on the fingers of one hand, then snuggled back up against Phoebe, reaching down and starting to explore.

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Anders bent his head and trailed kisses down Phoebe's throat and between her breasts as he reached over and ran his fingers through Bel's hair. "Really frakking hot . . ."

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Phoebe moaned softly as she felt Cole exploring and she pushed back against him.

Not having having her hands free, she lifted her leg to run her foot along Anders's thigh.

"Love you," she murmured. "Love you both so much..."

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Cole nipped at Phoebe's neck as he eased one finger inside her. "So much," he echoed.

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Anders's fingers tightened in Bel's hair, and he caught Phoebe's lower lip gently in his teeth. "Love you," he rasped against her lips -- the words meant for them both -- as he kept moving inside her slowly, deliberately.

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The shock of new sensations that started moving through Phoebe at Cole's touch caused her to groan softly. She pressed back against him as she tangled her legs tighter with Anders.

"Feels good..."

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"Just let me know if it hurts, sweetheart," Cole murmured, still nibbling at her neck, moving his finger slowly, letting her adjust.

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Anders trailed his fingers gently up Phoebe's arm, pausing to tease the sensitive skin at the inside of her elbow, and laced his fingers together with hers. He pressed closer against her and nipped at her lip again as he let out a soft whimper of happiness.

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Gods, the two of them were making her feel so many really good sensations.

Phoebe made a soft sound and tried to press closer to the both of them.

"You could never hurt me, Cole," she said softly. "You're making me feel so good..."

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Despite her words, Cole was worried about hurting her, which was probably the main reason he had never suggested something like this before. But her sounds and movements were making him almost hurt with the desire to claim her this way. He eased another finger inside her. He had to restrain his hunger to make sure she was ready for him.

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Anders shared that worry, whether or not he realized it, and he somehow managed to focus what he could of his conscious mind on running his fingers up and down Phoebe's arms, trailing kisses along her jawline, and making sure she was relaxed and feeling as good as he could possibly make her feel. His jaw was clenched as he fought to keep his own needs in check and focus on her pleasure.

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Phoebe's senses were spinning as her empathy was making what she was feeling from both guys seem almost tangible. While she was enjoying being in the restraints and being sandwiched between them, part of her wanted her arms free to be able to hold them both to her.

When Cole added another finger, she mewled softly -- but it was obviously not a sound of physical pain. She tried to focus on making Anders feel as good as he was making her feel, but she was having a difficult time not letting the physical sensations carry her away completely.

"Love... love you..." She said again, pushing back against Cole and rolling her hips up to Anders.

Edited Date: 2007-12-08 07:43 am (UTC)

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Cole could feel Phoebe's urge to be free to move her arms. He wriggled his free arm from underneath Phoebe's body and brought his hand up to the handcuffs, releasing her from the restraints. Unable to hold back much longer, he withdrew from Phoebe and fumbled for the lube, coating his cock, then pressing it against her.

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Anders, almost on cue, released the second set of handcuffs almost at the same time and withdrew nearly completely from Phoebe, holding himself still despite his fierce urge to drive into her again. "Love you," he rasped.

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Phoebe whimpered as her arms went around Cole and Anders and she shivered, moving between the two of them. She pressed back against Cole's cock and pulled Anders closer to her.

"Cole..."

She moved against him again.

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Cole bit down on her shoulder, trying to distract her attention from the sudden press of his cock as he slid inside her. "Phoebe," he groaned, feeling her around him, reaching over her body to grab Anders's hip and pull him in at the same time.

Edited Date: 2007-12-09 05:25 am (UTC)

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Anders sucked in a sharp breath and surrendered to the pressure of Bel's touch. "Love you two so much," he gasped, pushing deeper into Phoebe and shivering as he could feel Bel's cock, inside her as well, brushing against his.

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"Oh dear gods..." Phoebe moaned, feeling both of them sliding into her and she shuddered, closing her eyes against the initial burn from Cole's cock entering her. She wrapped one arm around Anders's neck and then moved her other arm behind her to wrap around Cole's neck. She trembled between the two of them as her body adjusted.

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Cole stayed still as she got used to the feeling of him inside her, fighting his urge to thrust into her, hard and fast. "You okay, sweetheart?" he murmured, stroking her hip.

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Anders's head was spinning a bit from the heady realization that this was actually happening. Keeping still as well -- wanting at least for now to match the pace exactly -- he looked up and smiled at Phoebe as he let his hand drop to her hip to touch Bel's hand briefly, then trailed his fingers slowly back up Phoebe's side.

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"M-more than okay," she assured both of them, shivering from the intense feelings she was experiencing.

She turned to kiss Cole hungrily, and broke from that only to turn and kiss Anders as well.

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