While their previous encounters had hinted at this, it was still a shock to Syx just how quickly and strongly he was getting worked up. Blue lust feeding off each other was so different than with his other partners. Normally to get him this worked up, he’d need to be the one being touched.
Moving his lips to that lovely exposed neck, Syx kissed it before biting and sucking on the skin. Running his tongue over the sensitive areas as before biting firmly once more. Teasing the flesh in his mouth as he ran his hands over Harrison’s sides.
Pulling back his eyes were drawn up to the husband, he could smell the arousal, though it was faint and nearly overpowered by Harrison, in his senses. Sys ran a finger down Harrison’s neck and asked, “Enjoying the show?” he bit his lip, “We could move this somewhere… where the view could be better for everyone.”
This wasn’t his house. New situation, uncharted territory. His nerves were beyond high, but he was also nearly painfully aroused and his tentacle was definitely swollen and ready to come out. This was either going to be hot as fuck or awkward as hell. He really hoped the former.
Every kiss, every nip, and every nibble pulls a new sound from Harrison’s mouth. Sometimes its a moan, others are more like whines as teeth find his sensitive tendons or gasps as he strains against Wayne’s grip for more. His mate hadn’t destroyed his jeans yet, but there was still plenty of time.
After all, the show has only just begun. Harrison has always relished being the center of attention, but being sandwiched between these two irresistible men is even better. His exhibitionist nature is fully on display with each arch of his back, each sound, each strain against Wayne’s grip. It brings back memories of showing off in BDSM clubs in Berlin or giving head in corners of the prison where he could be caught at any moment. He doesn’t just want to writhe under their control, he wants them to watch him doing it and he can feel their gaze as much as any touch.
Between Syx and his own pre, his panties are dripping wet and filled to the brim. Harrison whines, wanting them gone, longing for them to be lustily ripped off by either of his companions. After all, he’s all theirs now. They can take him anywhere they like – the bed, the sofa, or just throw him down on the floor. Any where and any way, he’s giving himself over completely.
[Wayne hesitates at the suggestion. He knows himself well enough to know that there is a good chance that moving with give him an opportunity to overthink the situation and second guess everything. What causes him to nod in agreement is the knowledge that messing around on the kitchen stool is guaranteed to result in injury and/or embarrassment, neither option being more appealing than just moving elsewhere.] How about the bedroom? Most of our… supplies are there.
[Normally, he’d double check with Harrison, but it seems like his mate has slipped into a rare submissive headspace. Which likely means that he’ll have to referee since his partner doesn’t seem to be there enough to be able to clarify limits. It’s not exactly an ideal situation for their first time as a threesome, but part of the point of their arrangement was to teach him to get used to being in a more dominant position, so why not start here?]
Syx licked his lips nervously, okay, this was really happening. He nodded, trying to not spend too much time thinking about what was about to happen. Harrison knew quite a few of his limits from their texting. He’d been with a Wayne before and it was expected for him to be in a dominant position in this relationship. It was okay. This was okay.
Stepping back, Syx let his hands slid off of Harrison and rubbed them against his own thighs. A nervous gesture as he tried to keep himself in the right headspace. Licking his lips again, Syx closed his eyes and shimmied out of his damp panties. He wasn’t going to be needing them anyway. In full naked glory, he kept his chin up and turned back toward the bedroom he’d slept in that night.
“Sounds good to me,” he crooked a finger at Wayne so that the man would hopefully just carry Harrison along with. His heart hammered with excitement and nerves. He looked back over his shoulder, hips cocked as he bit his lip, “From what Harrison has told me I expect we’ll find something fun to use.”
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