Suite 518/520, Sunday morning

[demonbelthazor]

Bel yawned and stretched, then decided there was no reason to get up yet, particularly with warm snuggly bodies on either side of him. Last night had been just as active and enjoyable as the previous one, and he could probably actually use the extra sleep. Or, well, some sleep.

"I wish I could stay in bed forever," he murmured sleepily to no one in particular.

Ooops.


[future_visions and futurebucs_star blatantly modded without permission.

ETA: Heading in the direction of nsfw. . . .

ETA²: Well, not so much heading as there now. This post is not flocked because friending is still very screwed up.]

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[sensethevisions]

"Cole... I wish I could show you everything I'm feeling when the two of you are like this with me between you." She swallowed, running nails down any body parts that she could reach without having to move away from the wonderful fact that she had both of them moving inside her -- even though she could still feel how worried they were that they might hurt her this way.

"So intense like I could burn up and explode from the erotic and arousing feeling of having you both moving in and out of me...or when you hold us completely still and we feel the connection strengthening between us. Like I'm being claimed in additional ways."

[demonbelthazor]

"Want to claim you any way I can," Cole rasped. "Both of you."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Want you to," Anders responded hoarsely. "Like being claimed by you . . . 'm yours . . . both of yours. Need you so frakking much."

[sensethevisions]

"I need you..." Phoebe managed to say through the swirling clouds of sensation she was feeling. "'M yours... always yours to claim..."

[demonbelthazor]

"Mine," Cole growled, biting at Phoebe's shoulder as he began moving his hips faster. His fingers dug into Anders's ass, pulling him to match his rhythm.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders let out a sharp half-hissing, half-moaning sound and nipped at Phoebe's throat as he let Bel's touch and movements guide his own, his legs tangled with Phoebe's and his own fingers gripping Bel's hip. He loved feeling the three of them moving together this way, and it made his breath catch in his throat.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe made a mewling sound when they both started moving faster. The concept of trying to use words to express anything was quickly beyond her capability. The best way she could find to express how they were making her feel was to move in sync with them and run her hands along any part of their bodies she could reach. She had never felt anything like this and she encouraged them with her hands and the sounds she was making.