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He's surprised when she grabs his wrist and presses herself against him. He moves his hand a little so he has his whole hand on her breast, squeezing and then running his finger over her nipple over and over. He leans over to kiss her thigh, quirking his mouth up at them in satisfaction.

What are they trying to do to her? She doesn't care, so long as they keep doing it. She makes a soft whimper, but whether it's because Arthur is marking her or because Eames has gotten her nipple hard and sensitive, who could say?

But she's not that greedy, by nature. She gives Arthur's hair a little tug, to get his head moved back so she can kiss him. It's more heated this time, needful. They've already gotten her hit and bothered, and it shows. The hand on Eames' wrist slides down his arm, across his chest and belly until she's blindly (though deftly) working his belt open.

Arthur grins and kisses her, matching her heat. Once they pull apart, he looks down at Eames and smiles, petting his hair. He loves this, when they just lose themselves in this. It's comforting to know they're there.

Eames helps her with the button and zipper on his jeans, and then Arthur's petting him and he practically purrs. When Arthur lets him, Eames sits up to pull down his underwear and jeans in one fell swoop, then sits on the bed and kicks them off onto the floor.

"Don't leave me the only naked person here," he teases lowly, leaning over to bite lightly at Syeira's shoulder.

Eames biting her distracts her for a moment, making her insides go hot and liquid, and a groan Congress from her. They both can get her like this so easily, it should be embarrassing. Right now, it makes her reach for Arthur, to help him out if his pants.

"You next, love. Can't keep Eames waiting."

Edited (Curse you, autocorrect!!!) 2016-12-08 03:57 (UTC)

With Syeira's help, he wiggles out of his pants with a breathy laugh. And then he pulls down his underwear, and his cock is half-hard and pink, and Eames groans at the sight. Arthur smiles deviously, then works on the ties on Syeira's pants immediately.

"We can't keep Eames waiting," he repeats teasingly, helping Arthur untie her pants and get her out of them. Eames' eyes are dark as he crawls back on the bed, putting his elbow on the bed and his chin in his elbow.

"What do you want? Either of you."

With the men having so many more layers, it's a little amusing to have both of them working to get off her pants. They always have such trouble with her clothes and she wears exponentially less than they do.

She can't help but chuckle at the pose Eames strikes. "Well I'll have a little of this..." She leans in stealing a kiss from Eames' smirking lips, but doesn't linger.

"And this." She turns to Arthur immediately and takes his face in her hands, giving him the same treatment. "What do you want, love?"

Arthur's cheeks are flushed, and he kisses her back, smiling appreciatively. "Well, I-... I thought maybe we could kiss for a while? Ah... shit, I sound stupid."

Eames shakes his head with a smile. "Very tame for you, Arthur." to which Arthur replies, "Fuck off." with little heat in it. Eames laughs and crooks his finger, and Arthur crawls over and kisses him.

"We can certainly kiss," he says once they pull away, "But then perhaps we could try something new, if Syeira's up for it. Have you ever tried anal, dear?"

She grins at their banter, and shifts out of the way so Arthur can get to Eames easily. She's actually content to watch, but then Eames addresses her.

The question gets her eyes to widen and she takes a quick deep breath. It's probably answer all its own, but she still shakes her head. "No. Not yet."

Yet.

Arthur listens to Eames with a surprised look, and then he looks even more surprised, looking to Syeira at her 'yet'. He looks back to Eames then, asking, "What were you thinking?"

He sits up, trying to look a little more serious. "Double penetration. Vaginal and anal. I've done it once in a threesome, and you just have to be gentle."

He takes Syeira's hand. "Only if you're willing, love."

"Well, I've done one. And I've gotten to watch you two do the other. Vigorously." She flushes pink, looking between the two of them. But her expression shows excitement, anticipation. Her eyes shine with it, as she bites her lower lip to control her smile.

"Sounds fun." She says it to Arthur, because he's the last one they need on board for this.

She seems to want it very much, so he nods. "If we're gentle." He knows anal can hurt the first time without proper preparation. He leans over to kiss her, pushing his tongue against her lips. At the same time, his hand wanders up Eames' thigh.

Eames leads his hand to his cock and moans as Arthur touches him. He runs a hand down Syeira's torso, groaning as Arthur's hand gets steadier and starts moving up and down his length.

She opens for Arthur immediately, kissing him deeply. She sees his hand moving on Eames from the corner of her eye, so she drops her hand down to Arthur's cock, and emulates the same motion.

Arthur groans against her lips and presses forward, both his body and his lips, turning the kiss more passionate than before.

He runs his thumb over Eames' head by feel, feels some precome dribble out. He spreads it over his cock, feeling how rock hard he is in his hand.

His moan is muffled by his lips on Syeira's shoulder, sucking lightly there and licking a lone line down her shoulder. His hand slips down her belly, teasing with light touches at first, and then feeling between her legs.

They all make sounds at about the same time, as Syeira joins then with a little moan of her own. She rises up on her knees, sliding them further apart to give Eames' questing hand more room. Arthur is hard in her hand, and she strokes firmly, giving him just a slight squeeze as she comes to the head.

He lets out a heavy breath against the corner of her mouth, his eyelashes fluttering at the feeling of her hand on him. He's ridiculously happy to be with these two right now, the adrenaline still pumping through him.

He kisses there, then returns to her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip. Eames' hips twitch, and he presses into the slit on the head.

Eames hisses, his hips twitching again. His hand rubs harder between Syeira's legs accidentally, but he likes the moans she's been making, so he keeps it up, loving how wet she is.

He licks his other fingers and reaches down to touch her on the backside, just letting his wet fingers run over her opening without pushing in. He just wants to see how she gets used to the feeling of someone messing around back there.

She makes an abrupt moan against Arthur's mouth. Being nipped by him and the more forceful movements of Eames' hand is a bit more roughness then she'd expected this time around, but she's not going to complain.

When she feels that wet touch on the only place on her that's never been touched, she draws in a long breath. Nothing hurts, it's just new. Her hips miss the rhythm they had, and get hand skips a beat. She starts moving her hand again, but keeps her hips still for the moment.

He nuzzles against her jaw, watching Eames' hand's movement. He keeps up his movements on Eames' dick, but he pulls away enough to look at Syeira.

"How does it feel?"

Arthur's hand on him is so slick and warm and perfect. He's not quite panting, but close. He perks up at Arthur's question, looking to Syeira for an answer as he circles her entrance.

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