Francis smirked as he slowly moved his hand in Matthew's hole, watching Matthew's hips tremble and twitch whenever he touched a good place. He spread his fingers, gently working in a third from his other hand, wet from lube he always kept in pocket (just in case). Francis looked up to see Arthur still kissing Matthew even more senseless than he was. Their tongues were still meeting and Arthur's hands still pet Matthew's hair and shoulders and arms. Loath Francis was to say it out loud but Arthur was good, if Matthew's hazed gaze and quiet whimpers and his clutching to Arthur's hips as though for dear life were any indication.
Arthur reached and fumbled for Matthew's flushed cock but, Francis bussed Arthur's hand away with his nose to capture Matthew in his mouth and lap the precum which fell from him. Matthew whined and thrust, Arthur looked over his shoulder discontentedly but Francis only smiled the best he could with a penis in his mouth and handed Arthur the lube. Arthur frowned and turned back to Matthew gasping prettily and clutching the pillow behind him. Arthur lay his hands across Matthew's chest, and when Matthew seemed to be listening Arthur murmured, "It's going to be Francis, is that all right?"
Matthew hesitated and blinked slowly, but nodded and there was a pleased sound from Francis. Arthur grit his teeth and told himself Francis hadn't won yet (because yes, there was still that Very Important Question).
"Arthur, get on your back." Francis said quietly, and Arthur nearly complained, but quickly understood.
Matthew watched, partially confused, mostly curious as Arthur settled himself with his legs open and trickled lube down his fingers and to his own entrance.Matthew nodded and looked at Francis lazily and started to ask what but, there was a shift in the bed and Arthur's arms around his shoulders and Arthur's tongue on his neck lighting a heat that crept straight to his face. Matthew shivered and leaned into Francis' kiss, squirmed when he felt Arthur nip his ear, and touch his chest and and pull at his shirt and his cloths felt too restraining and itchy and he wanted them gone.
Francis' mouth was interrupted to remove Matthew's shirt, and Matthew apologized by relieving Francis of his. Francis smiled and captured his lips again, Matthew moaned when he felt teeth pull his tongue. Arthur's fingers clumsily opened Matthew's pants -- clumsy because Francis was pushing them backwards and Arthur was getting a lap full of French, but he reached for Matthew's hips and lifted him enough to slip his pants down. Francis released Matthew's mouth and ducked to find his neck, his collar bone, lightly licking and kissing his way down while Arthur trailed his fingers up. Matthew squirmed and writhed at their light touches and was soon a ticklish horny mess with Francis' mouth on his belly and Arthur's finger's on his sides but he still desperately wanted touched.
Francis met Arthur's fingers and took them in his mouth before they could leave. Matthew felt the shudder behind him and pressed further into the chest supporting him. Arthur pressed his cheek against Matthew's neck before taking his chin and turning his face, and Matthew responded, lapping and nipping at Arthur's lips and turning and reaching for him when he realized Arthur was still dressed. Francis realized what Matthew was doing and abandoned Arthur's fingers to sit and mouth Arthur's neck, pulled at Arthur's cloths.
Arthur let a weak moan of surprise but didn't fight Francis relieving him of his shirt and certainly not Matthew unbuttoning his pants and oh, never would he fight that warm wet tongue stroking his cock (and Matthew did look so nice with Arthur's dick in his mouth). Suddenly he was dizzy, and he leaned onto Francis, sloppily kissed Francis' collar bone, needing to press on anything because he had been supporting Matthew for so long.
Francis laughed and bestowed a brief brush of lips on Arthur and eased Matthew away from Arthur's cock, "Be careful, he might come too quickly." Arthur glared and Matthew laughed, but Francis herded them to the center of the bed and the teasing was forgotten for a teasing of a different kind.
<333 This is great, anon! It looks like there's some paragraph repeats in the third part, but other than that, I really like this, and I hope you continue! <3
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Re: 3/?
(Anonymous) 2010-05-18 06:54 am (UTC)(link)Arthur reached and fumbled for Matthew's flushed cock but, Francis bussed Arthur's hand away with his nose to capture Matthew in his mouth and lap the precum which fell from him. Matthew whined and thrust, Arthur looked over his shoulder discontentedly but Francis only smiled the best he could with a penis in his mouth and handed Arthur the lube. Arthur frowned and turned back to Matthew gasping prettily and clutching the pillow behind him. Arthur lay his hands across Matthew's chest, and when Matthew seemed to be listening Arthur murmured, "It's going to be Francis, is that all right?"
Matthew hesitated and blinked slowly, but nodded and there was a pleased sound from Francis. Arthur grit his teeth and told himself Francis hadn't won yet (because yes, there was still that Very Important Question).
"Arthur, get on your back." Francis said quietly, and Arthur nearly complained, but quickly understood.
Matthew watched, partially confused, mostly curious as Arthur settled himself with his legs open and trickled lube down his fingers and to his own entrance.Matthew nodded and looked at Francis lazily and started to ask what but, there was a shift in the bed and Arthur's arms around his shoulders and Arthur's tongue on his neck lighting a heat that crept straight to his face. Matthew shivered and leaned into Francis' kiss, squirmed when he felt Arthur nip his ear, and touch his chest and and pull at his shirt and his cloths felt too restraining and itchy and he wanted them gone.
Francis' mouth was interrupted to remove Matthew's shirt, and Matthew apologized by relieving Francis of his. Francis smiled and captured his lips again, Matthew moaned when he felt teeth pull his tongue. Arthur's fingers clumsily opened Matthew's pants -- clumsy because Francis was pushing them backwards and Arthur was getting a lap full of French, but he reached for Matthew's hips and lifted him enough to slip his pants down. Francis released Matthew's mouth and ducked to find his neck, his collar bone, lightly licking and kissing his way down while Arthur trailed his fingers up. Matthew squirmed and writhed at their light touches and was soon a ticklish horny mess with Francis' mouth on his belly and Arthur's finger's on his sides but he still desperately wanted touched.
Francis met Arthur's fingers and took them in his mouth before they could leave. Matthew felt the shudder behind him and pressed further into the chest supporting him. Arthur pressed his cheek against Matthew's neck before taking his chin and turning his face, and Matthew responded, lapping and nipping at Arthur's lips and turning and reaching for him when he realized Arthur was still dressed. Francis realized what Matthew was doing and abandoned Arthur's fingers to sit and mouth Arthur's neck, pulled at Arthur's cloths.
Arthur let a weak moan of surprise but didn't fight Francis relieving him of his shirt and certainly not Matthew unbuttoning his pants and oh, never would he fight that warm wet tongue stroking his cock (and Matthew did look so nice with Arthur's dick in his mouth). Suddenly he was dizzy, and he leaned onto Francis, sloppily kissed Francis' collar bone, needing to press on anything because he had been supporting Matthew for so long.
Francis laughed and bestowed a brief brush of lips on Arthur and eased Matthew away from Arthur's cock, "Be careful, he might come too quickly." Arthur glared and Matthew laughed, but Francis herded them to the center of the bed and the teasing was forgotten for a teasing of a different kind.
Re: 3/?
(Anonymous) 2010-05-23 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)Re: 3/?
(Anonymous) 2010-05-24 05:23 am (UTC)(link)But oh, this is fun. I hope you continue!