Hyperion, Suite of the OT3, Friday

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was flopped on the bed, thanking whatever powers that were for demonic stamina. For whatever reason, these past few days he'd felt absolutely insatiable. Fortunately, Phoebe and Anders apparently felt the same.

"We should probably eat at some point," he said. After a pause, he clarified. "Food."

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[sensethevisions]

"Do you really believe that," Phoebe asked as her tongue started tracing a line down his chest and lower.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"They're a bonus," Anders mumbled, nipping at Bel's collarbone, "but we love you for a lot more than that."

[demonbelthazor]

"You two are ready for more already?" Bel said with a contented sigh at Anders and Phoebe's attention. "I thought I was the one with all the stamina."

[sensethevisions]

"I could stop..." She said, and then continued doing just what she had been doing.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You're what, complaining?" Anders trailed a hand along Bel's chest, scooping up a bit of the ice cream and letting it drip onto one nipple. "I'm amazed we haven't lost all feeling in our extr -- those things yet, but . . ."

Hey, at this point it was a miracle he could still form sentences at all.

Or, you know, talk.

[demonbelthazor]

"Not complaining," Bel said, then sucked in his breath as the cold ice cream fell on his oh so very sensitive nipple.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe grinned when Anders caused Cole to suck in his breath like that. He was lucky there wasn't ice cream where her tongue was headed to.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders chuckled and put a hand on Bel's face, then leaned in to kiss him, absolutely nothing gentle about it.

He was starting to get an idea . . .

[demonbelthazor]

Bel moaned into the kiss, wrapping one arm around Anders's neck. His other hand followed after Phoebe, fingers curling into her hair as he realized her destination.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiled slightly, running her tongue along his inner thigh as she reached a free hand up to run her nails lightly down his side.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders, suddenly feeling more aggressive than usual, shifted, trailing one foot along Phoebe's leg. He growled into what was rapidly becoming a very demanding kiss, fingers tightening possessively on Bel's shoulder.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was far too relaxed and content to respond to Anders with aggression of his own. His hips bucked at Phoebe's touch. He could die very happy right now, though he had no intention of doing so.

[sensethevisions]

When his hips bucked for her, Phoebe ducked and started pulling him gently in to her mouth, her tongue curling the shaft as she moved gently.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Taking advantage of the moment, Anders deepened the kiss roughly, trailed his fingers down Bel's chest through the ice cream, and continued down to his hip, then along the curve of his ass, experimental for now, just testing his reaction.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel? He was in a very happy place, and certainly had no complaints. He closed his eyes, straining against Phoebe, then pressing against Anders.