[it's easy enough to get him mostly naked, the moment she has him alone. she barely says more than three words other than hello before her hands make quick work of his clothes. and with a cocky sort of smirk, a mask of confidence, she moves to push him down onto the chair, her lips barely brushing against his before she does so, denying him any sort of touch.
she's in control right now, she's the one calling the shots this time and she wants him to remember this for a long, long time. she wants him to think about this on those long lonely drives late at night. and it's with that thought that she approaches him, hiking up the tight skirt she wears up as she moves to straddle his lap, exposing the tights she wears that cut off mid-thigh. the outfit is a little more adult than she usually goes for but job interviews do that for you and in the end there's a perk to it.
and with another smile, this one a little more breathless, she rolls her hips into his, reaching up to pull her hair from the updo she has it in, curls cascading down her shoulders.]
[he pulls her flush with his chest, his hand snaking it's way down her body, not playing games, not hesitating as he reaches for her hand and guides it between her own legs.] Touch yourself. [he commands against her earlobe quietly, gruffly as he leads her fingers beneath the lace of her panties, mouth pressing to the side of her throat.]
[her eyes flutter open slowly when she feels his caress, his fingers dancing over her skin in a way that makes it tingle and come to life. the touch is light but still it affects her. a smile curves her lips as she looks at him, leaning forward to nuzzle his lips with her own.
the night before is a flash of memories, limbs tangling, lips tasting, twisting and rolling between sheets as neither of them could seem to get enough of the other, bodies pulling, pressing, touching until it was hard to distinguish were one began and the other ended. and her body would ache still from the fervor of it if it wasn't for what she is, what he is, and there's something beautiful about that too. ] Mmm... morning.
[ It starts with an off-hand comment in a bar (Oh my god, that woman's gorgeous with a pointed look in Angela's direction) and then it turns into Boyd teasing Brooke, testing her to see how open she'd be to the idea of actually inviting her back to Brooke's place with them. At first, Brooke's sort of hesitant to agree - she's never really been into women, though she's also never been against them - but after a few drinks, she's actually starting to come around. It might just be because she has a weakness for Boyd and making him happy.
Before she knows it, Angela's in a cab with them back to Brooke's apartment and then they're upstairs, a mess of hands and kisses. And then clothes are off, scattered across Brooke's floor, and she's being pulled down onto the bed by both of them, four hands grasping at her skin and she's drunk on more than just the alcohol she had.
She moves to straddle Boyd's face once he lays down, hands roaming over his body as she watches Angela move to straddle his hips. Her eyes are on the other woman's face and if she's flushed from nerves, she doesn't really care. ]
[Threesomes aren't something strange to Angela, she believes in sharing the love, in being open-minded. And that led to more than a few threesomes in her life time. Of course, when the attractive couple approached her in the bar, she hadn't been looking to go home with two people but here she is, buzzing from her vodka straights and a few shots of other things, moving to straddle Boyd's waist.
Angela's eyes meet with Brooke's and she smiles at her, the girl is beautiful, skin flushed, chest heaving just a little. And she can't resist the urge to lean forward to taste her, pressing her lips to her jaw, her hips rocking against Boyd's, their bodies close but not as close as they can be. She rolls her body against his, sensitive skin brushing against sensitive skin, her hands moving to hold onto Brooke's waist as she does so.] God, you're both hot.
[He had to be the luckiest man in the world right now. Dating Brooke by herself was already an extreme thrill, to add another beautiful woman in the mix was surely something that would test his stamina. He was fortunate that they seemed to know exactly what they wanted, and he soon found himself with his lips pressed against Brooke's beautiful sex.
He closed his eyes as he took in her scent, his tongue slowly stroking and teasing her soft swelling clit. This was normally a position where he could give her his full focus, but he found his dick was very distracted by the feeling of Angela's hips rocking against it. He groaned against Brooke's heat as he pushed his hips up against Angela's to aid in the sensual friction. His hands went up to grip her slender waist to help her hold steady, as well as get a feel of her incredible body. He was already so damn hard.
As much as he'd love to respond to her compliment, his mouth was very busy.]
[ Brooke's only entertained the idea of a threesome once before and even then, it was after a very hot and heavy dream, one that she actually woke up short of breath because of. She'd never actually been put in a situation where she felt she could do a threesome, either because she didn't trust her partner enough or because she didn't have a steady partner. (Later, when she's come down from everything, she'll think about what that means in relation to Boyd.)
Her hips are rocking slightly against Boyd's tongue, trying to get more friction out of him, but it's Angela's lips that causes her head to fall back. Her eyes flutter closed and she lets out a soft, but very pleased, sound. ] And you are unfairly gorgeous. [ One hand moves up to the back of Angela's head, fingers lacing easily through the woman's hair while the other moves to join Boyd's hand on Angela's waist.
If only she had a few more hands so she could touch them all over. ]
[Angela's not here to steal anyone's man or woman, she's here to feel good, to get pleasure and to give it. And while sex is love in one of it's many forms, she's not about to try and make things complicated for anyone. This is meant to be fun and boy, is she having it.
She feels Boyd's hips press up against her and she gasps, grinning against Brooke's neck at the sensation and at the words the other woman speaks after making a sound.] Mmm... excuse me. [She pulls back from the other woman's neck her hands moving too as she braces her self with one on Boyd's stomach, the other reaching between them to take hold of his arousal and touch him. Her eyes stay on Brooke's for a moment, giving her a grin.] What do you think? Should I? [Because in the end, this is Brooke's guy and as much as she wants to just have him inside of her right now, she doesn't mind giving Brooke the control since she seems to be the one who's the most apprehensive (though that's not to say that she's very apprehensive at all). Regardless, she moves to drag him between her legs, letting him get a feel for her heat but refusing to sink down upon him until she has the go ahead.]
[He loved the way the two women spoke to each other. He groaned against Brooke's pussy while his cock throbbed in Angela's hand. Already the tip of his dick as leaking precum with excitement, and when he felt Angela's heat against him he found himself briefly wondering if she was going to take him without a condom. He'd leave that entirely up to either, but either way he hoped Brooke was going to quickly agree to her request.
He dipped his tongue into her, tasting that wet heat as deep as he could. When he pulled it out he slid his mouth lower to suck firmly on her nub, then toyed with it gently between his teeth when the pressure eased. The fingers of one hand briefly wrapped around Brooke's and squeezed it intimately, while the other slid down Angela's thigh, briefly sliding inwards to brush against her clit.
[ Brooke's stomach knots just a little at Angela's request but before the concern actually has time to manifest and grow, Boyd's tongue is pushing inside of her and she can't think straight. She shivers in pleasure as she nods slightly, fingers curling around Boyd's while her other hand moves to the bed to grip the sheets. ]
Condom. [ She was breathless from what Boyd's mouth was doing to her but she as at least able to open her eyes and nod towards the bedside table. She can deal with the two of them actually having sex right now but there's no way in hell they're doing it without protection. ]
[There's a hesitance in Brooke that Angela immediately picks up on, she knows people, can read them to a scary degree. And when Brooke speaks, Angela knows, already resigning herself to do something else. But for a moment, she rocks against Boyd's touch, gasping softly, nodding at Brooke's request. As good as his touch is, as good as she's sure his cock will feel too, she has to make sure of something. Leaning forward, she presses her lips to Brooke's, sliding higher up his body so she can kiss the woman better for a moment. The kiss is gentle and sweet, a contrast to what Brooke is doing, her hands moving to her hips to help her rock against Boyd's tongue a little.]
Are you sure it's okay, sweetie? [She murmurs the words against Brooke's lips before she lets her own drag along the other woman's jaw and down her throat again, her hands sliding up her sides and down again.] We can switch places or you can go first? [Either way, Angela was ready to get the condom because she hadn't intended on not using one.]
[ Dean's not the type of guy to question anything when a beautiful woman is throwing herself at him, and this time? It's no different. In fact, he takes her hands and her attention with a self-satisfied smirk, even as he's pushed onto the chair. In fact, the smirk only ends up growing once he's settled. (He'd like a kiss that's a little more intense than that, but beggars can't be choosers.)
His eyes drag appreciatively down her body as she moves closer, gaze settling on the skirt - and the tights - for a moment before he glances back towards her face. It's hard to watch everything she's doing because he wants to see, and though, every single centimeter of her.
When she settles in his lip, Dean's hands move to her thighs, ghosting along the outside of them before (hopefully) settling on her hips. ] Caroline-- [ But she's moving against him before he has a chance to finish his sentence and despite his best efforts to keep quiet, he lets out a groan. His eyes close and his head drops backwards slightly, hips rising to grind back up into hers, wanting more friction that she seems to want to give. ]
Sawyer-- [ The way his name falls from her lips is pretty much the farthest anyone could get from a protest and she shifts, parts her legs slightly as if on instinct. She stretches her free hand behind her to grab his hair while she turns her head to the side for him, wanting to feel his lips against as much of her skin as possible as she slowly starts to tease herself. It should be familiar territory (very familiar) but somehow it feels new again, like having his hand on top of hers actually changes the whole thing, and she can't quite stop the moan that escapes her as her middle finger slips between her lower lips to tease her clit. ]
[This was Boyd's version of perfect torture. Waiting, aching, and listening to the debate of who was going to have him first. He found himself wishing for a mirror on the ceiling just so he could actually see the kisses that he was hearing them exchange. But then again, there was something so sensual and perfect about having no sight at all.
His eyes were closed as he stroked her with his tongue, his cock twitching in anticipation. The hand that was between Angela's legs moved to stroke up her stomach and cup one of her breasts. He slid his moistened thumb over one of her nipples before giving it a gentle pinch. His other hand stayed at Brooke's; What he had originally intended to be just a brief squeeze had turned into a hold, and he found he didn't want to let go just yet. Maybe it was just to give her assurance, much like Angela was doing, that he was willing to do anything she wanted.]
[ With all of the attention she was getting - and the sounds Angela was making - Brooke was having an even harder time clearing her head enough to think straight. But Boyd's hand holding onto hers anchors her more than anything else, even as she kisses Angela back, and that's what makes her comfortable enough to nod again. They're both giving her the control here, letting her call the shots. It's not like this is going to make Boyd suddenly want to leave her or anything and she just has to remind herself of that.
It's just sex. It's just three people wanting to feel as good as possible, and Brooke's not going to take that away from Angela, even if she hardly knows the woman. ]
I'm sure. [ After giving Boyd's hand another squeeze, Brooke moves both of her hands up to cup Angela's cheeks and pull her back for another kiss, surprised she can focus that much with Boyd's tongue teasing her exactly the way she likes. She needs to reassure Angela as much as the woman's tried to reassure her, though, so she lets the heated kiss continue before she breaks it, panting against her lips as she whispers just loud enough for Boyd to hear-- ] I want to see your face when he makes you come.
[Her mouth presses to Brookes when she urges her to. And she kisses the other woman back deeply, slowly until their mouths part and Brooke speaks those words that send a thrill through her combined with the way Boyd touches her. She lets out a tiny breath before she's leaning over to grab her own purse, pulling out a condom from within and toss the bag aside, tearing the packet open with her teeth.
Shifting down Boyd's body, she leans down to kiss her way down it, letting her tongue linger along his abdomen as her hand finds his cock and slowly, slowly rolls the rubber down it, stroking gently to make sure it's secure and comfortable. Her eyes lock with Brooke's as she moves again, this time straddling Boyd's hips again, her smirk undeniable as their bodies align. And with a graceful movement (and the help of her own hand) Angela moves to slowly sink down upon him, her eyes fluttering as she moans softly.]
[Oh, Brooke. You know exactly what to say to make your man burn. ♥]
Ah... [He made a soft noise of approval when Angela's lips began to trail down his body. For one, brief, fleeting moment he thought she might start sucking him off. But he couldn't complain when the thin latex was rolled down it instead, knowing he was soon going to feel something fantastic very soon. Not that her method of putting it on was disappointing, she seemed to know exactly how to stroke him to keep him very excited.
She didn't disappoint. His toes curled and his breath came out in a hot pant as her wet heat slowly came down around him. The hand at her breast came down to her hip again, squeezing with encouragement. He pressed his lips right up against Brooke's clit and let out an unrestrained groan.] Mmh...
[He didn't move his hips yet as he wanted to let Angela set the initial pace. She felt so tight that he wasn't going to test her tolerance by being too rough. At least not unless she asked for it.]
[ Brooke watches Angela as she moves and it's only partially to make sure she puts the condom on correctly. Though she's never really be sexually attracted to women, Brooke's always had an appreciation for them, especially when it came to their bodies, and Angela definitely had an amazing body. It may not do as much for her as it does Boyd (or as Boyd does for her), but a wave of heat definitely passes through her when she watches Angela's eyes flutter.
Unwillingly to take her eyes off the other woman, Brooke has to bite her lower lip when Boyd groans against her. Her hips twitch slightly and she reaches down to grab Boyd's free hand. She presses his palm against her stomach and keeps that hand on top of his while her other reaches for Angela, fingers running down along her neck and then between her breasts.
It was pretty unexplored territory for her (if you didn't count her own body or that one time she and Peyton got really drunk and fooled around after a party) but she still manages to brush the heel of her hand over Angela's breast without it shaking at all. ]
[Angela takes a moment to just enjoy that exquisite feeling of being filled up slowly, her hips rock and shift until she's completely seated upon him, her body adjusting to his. She hums softly at the way it feels, the way it makes her whole body feel ten degrees hotter, her skin tingle before she's distracted by the way Brooke's hands start to move over her. Her eyes connect with Brooke's once more before she rocks her hips, leaning forward and closer to Brooke so she can touch her with more ease. And with a smirk, she leans in to kiss Brooke, her mouth meeting with the other woman's for heated kiss.
Her hands found Brooke's shoulders for balance as she started to ride Boyd, each downward stroke is followed by a grind of her hips, the rhythm slow and steady, distracted by her need to kiss the other woman.]
[Boyd would have likely chuckled the way Brooke was making sure that Angela put on the condom properly if he'd seen it. That was one disadvantaged to being below all of the action, he couldn't take in the subtle glances and body language to analyze. But there was something appealing about letting go of all his studious quirks and just feel.
He groaned again when she was fully seated, his sack pressed firmly against her hot skin. She was tight, but she wasn't struggling with his size, which encouraged him to begin rocking up against her in turn. He matched her rhythm and pressed his heels against the bed to keep it steady.
His fingers curled at Brooke's stomach, but then he released her hand so he could move both of them up to her breasts. He squeezed them both, allowing her to lean against his palms while he renewed his passionate licking and sucking at her sweet sex.]
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