Harrison lets out a loud moan as Wayne’s cock rubs up against his ass just as Syx starts his work on his neck. Without thinking, he tilts his neck, giving the other blue man more access. He’s grinding his own dick against Syx and oh god, whatever was soaking his underwear was soaking through his too. And that smell! God it was like nothing he’d ever smelled before! Combined with the feelings of curiosity and arousal he was getting from the man in front of him, they were driving him wild!
Harrison strained against Wayne’s grip with a whine, wishing he had his hands free to dig his nails into Syx’s bare shoulders or reach back to free Wayne’s cock. But his husband’s grip is too firm. Instead he pouts in frustration.
“Do your worst, you villain,” he responds to Syx, trying to grind even more of his cock against what is wet and smells so so good. He’s not even noticing the scars. Or that his mate is the only one still dressed.
[Syx’s scars aren’t particularly shocking or even really eye-catching. Sure, Wayne would like to know the story behind a couple of them, but they definitely aren’t enough to distract from everything else that’s going on. Syx’s scent is more distracting that the scars, mostly because it very much applies to the current situation rather than any knee-jerk reaction to it.]
[He smiles as Harrison fights his easy hold. The man would have a much easier time breaking rope restraint than his grip and they all know it, which is part of the point.]
[The smile shifts into a crooked grin as his mate eggs Syx on. Considering the costumes that he and Harrison have tucked away, the three of them could create some very interesting and hot roleplays, even if they would be a tad meta considering that two of the people involved play the Game. Assuming that this time doesn’t go all wrong, they could definitely have some real fun together.]
[His jeans begin to become quite strained between the thoughts in his head and Harrison’s rising lust, also because of the ever so hot show before him. Despite having been with a woman previously and having heard tails of Sheldon’s sex life, Wayne wasn’t expecting the sheer volume of moisture that Syx was producing. It spoke of how turned on the man is and also just seems useful considering how things were probably going to go. He’s certainly hoping to put that to… practical use.]
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.
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