After considering all the different scenarios, she decided to just get on with it. Neither of them was a prude, and it wasn’t the first time she spent the night in one of the others’ bed, though she had to admit that getting two men to accept sharing her for a night was usually quite the feat. She lifted herself up a little bit, and slipped an arm around Vipir’s shoulders, legs still draped across the other’s lap as she gestured him to get closer, a suggestive smirk on her lips.
“I have a suggestion”, she announced, and was immediately met with interested looks; but, while Thrynn seemed to have a rather clear idea of what she was about to suggest, hunger and excitement suddenly making his tired eyes come alive once again, the other seemed to be still a little too lost in thought to connect the dots, and just cocked his head, glancing down at her.
“I just know I’m going to like your suggestion.”
“What.”
“Oh, you definitely are…” She giggled, her free arm caressing his neck as he dragged himself closer to her, his grip on her thigh turning purposefully rough, as he let his hand wander up towards her hips. The other shifted somewhat, but she was quick to turn around to him and steal a kiss from his lips before he could move away. Her mouth brushed delicately against his before her tongue came out to ask access, which was given promptly, one of his arms moving to curl around her waist, the awkwardness soon melting away as he started responding eagerly to her. When she decided she was satisfied with his reactions, she pulled away and looked at him, finding that he was still confused, but not disgusted. “I’d like a different sort of entertainment, now. Don’t you agree, too?”
“Wait,” muttered the fleet one as the other impatiently unbuckled the belts that kept her armor in place, still keeping her close despite the puzzlement in his eyes. “Am I – am I getting this right? You want us to take turns with you?”
“Take turns, or go both at the same time? Whatever you guys prefer.”
“I think I wouldn’t mind seeing our Giggles here squeal as we both pound into her”, grinned Thrynn. Then, as if to drive the message home, he leaned over and forced another kiss on her lips, to which she responded with enthusiasm, turning to nibble on his bottom lip as it faded, chuckling quietly to herself. Vipir, behind her, seemed to be quietly assessing the situation, at least until the top of her armor came off and he could spot the nipples peaking from behind her shirt.
“… I’ll go grab a blanket and pillows. I’ll be quick.” The barely concealed shift in his tone made her want to cackle with glee. He seemed to be at the very least intrigued by the idea, and that wasn’t a bad place to start from.
Joie moved away to allow him to stand, and by doing so she gave the former bandit a chance to pull her in his lap; one of his hands went to grope her buttocks as the other slipped under her clothes, to start kneading her breasts, as if testing their softness and shape. They locked lips again as she started undressing him, fingers moving swiftly and surely. That wasn’t the first time the two of them slept together… though usually very little sleeping was involved. It was the first time, though, that she dared to suggest something involving more than one of her guild brothers at a time, knowing well that what could’ve been a test of cooperation too often turned into a bedlam of comparisons and competition from which it was hard to come out unscathed. But she trusted these men to work well together.
It was either that or nothing, and the average guild member was a master at adapting to get what he could.
Sharing is fun [part 4]
“I have a suggestion”, she announced, and was immediately met with interested looks; but, while Thrynn seemed to have a rather clear idea of what she was about to suggest, hunger and excitement suddenly making his tired eyes come alive once again, the other seemed to be still a little too lost in thought to connect the dots, and just cocked his head, glancing down at her.
“I just know I’m going to like your suggestion.”
“What.”
“Oh, you definitely are…” She giggled, her free arm caressing his neck as he dragged himself closer to her, his grip on her thigh turning purposefully rough, as he let his hand wander up towards her hips. The other shifted somewhat, but she was quick to turn around to him and steal a kiss from his lips before he could move away. Her mouth brushed delicately against his before her tongue came out to ask access, which was given promptly, one of his arms moving to curl around her waist, the awkwardness soon melting away as he started responding eagerly to her. When she decided she was satisfied with his reactions, she pulled away and looked at him, finding that he was still confused, but not disgusted. “I’d like a different sort of entertainment, now. Don’t you agree, too?”
“Wait,” muttered the fleet one as the other impatiently unbuckled the belts that kept her armor in place, still keeping her close despite the puzzlement in his eyes. “Am I – am I getting this right? You want us to take turns with you?”
“Take turns, or go both at the same time? Whatever you guys prefer.”
“I think I wouldn’t mind seeing our Giggles here squeal as we both pound into her”, grinned Thrynn. Then, as if to drive the message home, he leaned over and forced another kiss on her lips, to which she responded with enthusiasm, turning to nibble on his bottom lip as it faded, chuckling quietly to herself. Vipir, behind her, seemed to be quietly assessing the situation, at least until the top of her armor came off and he could spot the nipples peaking from behind her shirt.
“… I’ll go grab a blanket and pillows. I’ll be quick.” The barely concealed shift in his tone made her want to cackle with glee. He seemed to be at the very least intrigued by the idea, and that wasn’t a bad place to start from.
Joie moved away to allow him to stand, and by doing so she gave the former bandit a chance to pull her in his lap; one of his hands went to grope her buttocks as the other slipped under her clothes, to start kneading her breasts, as if testing their softness and shape. They locked lips again as she started undressing him, fingers moving swiftly and surely. That wasn’t the first time the two of them slept together… though usually very little sleeping was involved. It was the first time, though, that she dared to suggest something involving more than one of her guild brothers at a time, knowing well that what could’ve been a test of cooperation too often turned into a bedlam of comparisons and competition from which it was hard to come out unscathed. But she trusted these men to work well together.
It was either that or nothing, and the average guild member was a master at adapting to get what he could.