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Eames snorts and slaps one of her butt cheeks playfully.

"We could unbutton a little, Arthur. It's not like she's getting a colonoscopy. She's getting it in the arse! And you know how pleasant that can be," he says, wiggling his brows at Arthur and laughing when Arthur rolls his eyes and pushes Eames out of his space.

"All right." He runs his fingers over her hole, just getting her used to his wet fingers. Arthur starts gently rubbing over her clit, just giving her a taste until she relaxes. And then, without warning, but gently, Eames pushes a fingertip inside her.

She smiles wider say their joking and teasing. Arthur pretending to grumble meant everyone had eased down.

And then they're back to business. She let's out a breath when they start touching her, one to distract, the other to prepare. Still, she makes a little surprised gasp, tenses just a moment, before making herself relax again.

"I'm okay." She says it preemptively, knowing how worried they can get.

Arthur leans forward to kiss her cheek, keeping up with his rubbing. He sighs out a breath, relieved she's doing okay, and smiles.

"You're doing great."

She's handling it beautifully, and Eames just moves a minuscule amount, just getting her used to the feeling.

"So good, Syeira," he praises her deftly.

The praise from them both makes her laugh. Which is a strange reaction from her. But they're still doing it, still worrying. They're adorable.

"Feels weird, but not bad. I could take some more." Someone has to be confident here.

Arthur shakes his head. "You're crazy." But he continues his movements, kissing her cheek again. "Crazy and beautiful and wonderful."

"Really?" He sounds impressed, and he works her a little longer before moving up to his knuckle.

"It's- mmh.... Not like you're both not going at a snail's pace." She turns her head to kiss Arthur on the mouth, nipping his lip gently. "But you keep playing with me, love, I won't be able hold still for Eames much longer. Might as well test my limits a bit."

Arthur doesn't like not having something to do, so he gives up rubbing at her clit, but he takes her cheek, leading her back into another kiss.

"Impatient little bugger, aren't you?" Eames says delightedly, moving his finger just a tad deeper and moving it in and out. He pushes in the tip of another without warning beside it, stopping to let her get used to it. He wonders maybe if Arthur should have done this, since Eames' fingers are bigger, but he supposes she'll have to be ready for a cock.

Okay that gets a little wince. Eames has large hands, and it's definitely a stretch, but it's hidden while she's kissing Arthur. And really, kissing does more to distract her than Arthur playing between her legs. She could get lost in kissing. Being stimulated makes her want to seek more, makes her want to move. But now she's keeping nice and still for Eames, though that movement of his fingers is familiar enough, she will soon need to resist moving with it.

Arthur feels the wince more than sees it, and he kisses her forehead to soothe before returning to her lips, pushing with his tongue. He loves kissing her, too, with how much she enjoys it. It's infectious.

Eames keeps it to two for now, working his fingers inside her. She's really doing well, and he's loosening her up slowly, but nicely. When she seems to be used to it, he moves the second finger in to the knuckle, moving them inside her.

The kiss on her forehead tells her Arthur noticed. She can't help but feel a bit chagrined, she hadn't wanted him to realize she'd felt discomfort. Nothing to be done about it but to kiss him harder, letting him know she's fine.

After a minute or two, she pulls away drum the kiss, looking over her shoulder. She's getting a little...antsy. "How much longer?"

He almost gets lost in the kiss before she's being Miss Impatience. He smiles and pushes her hair back.

"You don't want to rush your first time. Trust me. Eames knows what he's doing."

"Won't be much longer. A third finger should be more than enough," he says, patting her butt cheek with his free hand. And then he's adding that third finger. It's a bit of a stretch, but he knows she can do it if she relaxes.

"We didn't rush my first time. It took us months is this going to- unnmf." She drops her head against Arthur's shoulder and breathes. That is definitely a stretch.

"Heh," she puffs a little bit, before continuing the thought. "Not half as bad as losing my maidenhood."

Arthur can't help it; he cracks up. She's so incredibly sassy and casual about this. He loves it; he loves her. He leans over with a grin to kiss her again.

"It's hot when you sass me," he deadpans.

"As it should be," Eames says seriously. He moves his fingers more, moving the third to the knuckle once she's taking it alright.

"Do you care who's taking you where, love?" Since that time's coming up fast.

"I'll happily sass you any time you like," she grins back at Arthur's deadpan, nipping lightly at his lip.

"I'm getting both of you inside me, for the first time. You two can choose, if you've a preference." Because she sees this as a win for her no matter who goes where.

He mimes biting at her back, grinning, and then he's nuzzling against her jaw. "Whoever's on top will have to have strong legs. I call being on the bottom of the pile."

"If that's how we decide to do it, then I would be happy to be on top," he says in Arthur's direction. He takes his fingers from Sye and runs a hand down her back.

"We're golden, love. I think Arthur was thinking he'd be fucking you vaginally from below, me anally from above. What do you think?"

She makes a little noise when Eames removes his fingers. She feels open and empty, which is likely the point. Still she squirms a little, getting up onto her knees, since they're going to be rearranging a bit.

"I think Arthur wants to be lazy. " Sass sass sass. "But I'm not in a mood to talk about it anymore."

She grabs Arthur's hand and tugs on him to get him moving to the middle of the bed. She is wet enough she can feel it on her thighs. They've taken their sweet time getting her ready, and she is very impatient to have them.

Okay, they've really tortured her enough by going slow. He crawls up on the bed to the middle and lies down, holding his cock so she can sink down on it.

"C'mere," he says with a smirk, his eyes hazy and dark with lust. He's been watching his girlfriend get opened up by his boyfriend. He's insanely hard right now.

He doesn't have to ask her twice. She crawls over him, and since he's being so helpful as to hold it himself, she can kiss him while she eases herself down on his cock.

She groans in need and satisfaction. It feels good to be filled up. Almost immediately she begins to rock her hips, unable to contain herself.

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