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02.Jun.22, 04:14 AM
He knew what he had said and saw the mischievous gleam in her eyes, but T'ryn would have been happy with M'quel simply sucking him off. Her teasing flicks of the tongue had his eyelids fluttering and he would have held her in place and fucked her mouth but M'quel had other plans. His plan, technically. Curse his past self for the idea. But once M'quel was seated, T'ryn was fine with past decisions. Very fine. The pace was just as frantic as before and T'ryn took extra delight in watching M'quel's face and the positive expressions she showcased.
When it felt like they were getting too loud, T'ryn pressed a finger to M'quel's lips, grinning at her when she sucked the digit into her mouth. He never would have pegged her for being so playful and wild with sex but he was certain that could be said about him, at least before the lakeside and her ledge happened. His other hand slid down M'quel's body so he could rub at her clit and he chuckled as teeth scraped at his finger still in her mouth. Their orgasms were nearly atop each other when they hit and once again he replaced his finger with his mouth for a searing kiss as they came down from the high.
"And that is my kink," T'ryn whispered with a little smile as they repositioned so M'quel sat beside him. Her dress was still askew which made it all the easier to slip his hands between legs that parted slightly for him. "If you had fun, I wouldn't mind doing that again," he lifted his fingers to M'quel's mouth, letting her lap and suck as she desired. They were in a weird place between their personas but T'ryn didn't want to risk being caught by going through their usual routine and blended chatting with cleaning. Thinking back on Casa and Zelana, they never really did anything like this. A quick fuck and part ways. But that was sort of what their relationships had been built on. M'quel was a dear friend he was exploring new things with and had a different outlook on everything than the other two. At least, that was how it seemed to him. Maybe he owed Zelly an apology for how he was in the past? Later. He needed to check in with M'quel first.
"I say a lot of things in the heat of the moment that I don't mean, Madi," but he did keep helping her tidy up as promised. "I'm sorry I went too far with the dancing comment. I had a very outlandish lover a while ago and she loved hearing such things and did them as well. I'm trying to be better about that and would never make you do anything you didn't want." What he had with M'quel would never be what he had with Cazan but one thing that he did appreciate and love in both relationships was the talking--and the listening. They were both wonderful women and he was lucky to know them both.
When it felt like they were getting too loud, T'ryn pressed a finger to M'quel's lips, grinning at her when she sucked the digit into her mouth. He never would have pegged her for being so playful and wild with sex but he was certain that could be said about him, at least before the lakeside and her ledge happened. His other hand slid down M'quel's body so he could rub at her clit and he chuckled as teeth scraped at his finger still in her mouth. Their orgasms were nearly atop each other when they hit and once again he replaced his finger with his mouth for a searing kiss as they came down from the high.
"And that is my kink," T'ryn whispered with a little smile as they repositioned so M'quel sat beside him. Her dress was still askew which made it all the easier to slip his hands between legs that parted slightly for him. "If you had fun, I wouldn't mind doing that again," he lifted his fingers to M'quel's mouth, letting her lap and suck as she desired. They were in a weird place between their personas but T'ryn didn't want to risk being caught by going through their usual routine and blended chatting with cleaning. Thinking back on Casa and Zelana, they never really did anything like this. A quick fuck and part ways. But that was sort of what their relationships had been built on. M'quel was a dear friend he was exploring new things with and had a different outlook on everything than the other two. At least, that was how it seemed to him. Maybe he owed Zelly an apology for how he was in the past? Later. He needed to check in with M'quel first.
"I say a lot of things in the heat of the moment that I don't mean, Madi," but he did keep helping her tidy up as promised. "I'm sorry I went too far with the dancing comment. I had a very outlandish lover a while ago and she loved hearing such things and did them as well. I'm trying to be better about that and would never make you do anything you didn't want." What he had with M'quel would never be what he had with Cazan but one thing that he did appreciate and love in both relationships was the talking--and the listening. They were both wonderful women and he was lucky to know them both.
