[2nd draft] 15b: Promises to keep & 16a: I got you under my skin

15b: Promises to keep

My eyes were crossing as I tried to watch every thrust Seth made. His flexing abs glinted with perspiration, and I found myself wanting to suck more than just his dick, which I wasn't even doing, not really. He was teasing me... teasing my mouth as he thrust between my breasts, all the way up to my lips, and then brushed the weeping tip of his cock against my tongue before pulling away.

"You want to suck my cock, don't you?" Seth growled his voice gritty and breathless.

He stopped to let me answer.

"Yes."

Seth raised an eyebrow. "Yes what?"

"Well hello! Why the hell do you think I wanted you on my chest? I want to suck your cock, but I'd rather you fuck my mouth. Pull my hair a little too," I paused and heaved a sigh before continuing, "Gawd, I wish I could deep throat. That shit is hot! You know, I wonder if the gag reflex can be removed... what do youoomph—" My words slurred together as Seth finally thrust into the wet cavern of my mouth. Using my throat and tongue muscles to keep him from hitting the back of my throat, I moaned around him and finally lifted my gaze—as best I could—to see his dark, heated expression focused on me.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me," he whispered, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "I had to reward you. Tighten your mouth just a little bit... like your sucking the best Popsicle you've ever—oh fuck," he cried out, "just like that."

Seth's arms shot forward, reaching towards my head, but he stopped and his hands balled into fists. His jaw clenched and his head bowed backward. Seth pushed his balled fist against his mouth as he gave a hard thrust forward, muffling his boyish growl of pleasure.

"Suck my cock," Seth said, his voice almost growling as he thrust forward.

"Baby, you're gonna hurt her. Calm down," Ethan said, settling a hand against Seth's shoulders.

Much to my disapproval, Seth pulled back but leaned down to palm my breasts. He exhaled, his shoulders dropping as he did what Ethan told him to do, but at the same time, Seth's hands moved from my breasts up to my throat.

"I don't know if I'm into that type of kink," I said, lifting my hands up to wrap around his wrists.

"I would never choke you, even if you were into it. I'm gonna massage your neck. You'll have to relax your neck muscles for what I'm going to do to you."

My eyes widened in surprise and a different type of pleasure—the happy kind, not the oh-my-god-I-can't-control-my-body kind—coursed through me. "You're gonna fuck my throat? Are you? Huh?" I asked, sounding like the little baby turtle from Finding Nemo.

His hands tightened around my neck and I made a fake choking sound until his grip loosened. "You're gonna make me cum," Seth said, and he let out his breath so that it sounded like a half-ass whistle.

"Isn't that the idea?" I asked, raising a challenging eyebrow.

Seth gave me a half-smile and tapped my lips. "Not here."

I pointed to my throat. "Here?" My hands trailed down to the tops of my breasts. "Or here?"

He shook his head and leaned backward to place a hand between my legs. "Here, but not yet. I want to play."

I heaved a sigh, showing my disappointment. "Maybe you and Ethan need some Viagra."

Ethan snorted. "Viagra makes you keep it up for longer. I don't think it covers multiple orgasms for men. That's tantric stuff."

"What? I was kidding!"

Seth started massaging the sides of my throat again.

I frowned and turned my gaze over to Ethan. "Tantric?"

"Takes a lot of work," Seth mumbled. "Do you know how to breathe through your nose?"

I bit my lip, but nodded. "I think so."

Ethan lifted me up and stuck a pillow underneath my shoulders. My head dropped back far enough that it felt like I was hanging upside down. "Are you comfortable?" he asked.

"I'm giddy. Hurry up," I demanded. "Seth, now please!"

"Pinch my thigh my arm if you need a break," Ethan said, taking my right arm and placing it on his forearm. "I can't believe you're gonna do this, Seth."

Seth shrugged and gave Ethan a shit-eating grin. "There's a first time for everything."

"Yeah, but if she throws up your cleaning it!"

"Give me some credit," I mumbled. "I happen to know a few popsicles that were thrilled with my technique. 'Course, they melted before we really got into it. Probably should practice more on Rabbit. Can we start now?"

"Glass," Seth said, stroking my jaw and shuffling further up so that the tip of his cock touched my chin.

"What?"

"Glass toys don't hold the bacteria that rubber ones do. If you're gonna put anything in your mouth it should be a glass one."

I frowned. "Oh."

It was as my mouth was forming the 'O' that Seth gently pushed forward. He went slow... so slow my eyes crossed. He started a gentle bounce-slash-bob, only allowing half on inch of himself to go into my mouth. Feeling like a dog salivating over a bacon treat, I put my tongue to work and licked the tip of his cock. He shivered and on his way out I tightened mouth around him, sucking gently.

"Fuck she's good. I told you she was born to do this. Next time we're doing this at my place," Seth said, through breathless choppy hiccups. "Should'a brought my cock ring. Oh yeah, suck harder, baby!"

Have you ever tried to smile when you're sucking a cock? It's not easy. Trying to talk? Harder. Literally. I swear he hardened in my mouth as I tried to speak around him... I didn't even know what the words I wanted to say were, just that I had something to say. I guess 'don't talk with your mouth full' applies here too.

Not talking, but lots of noise apparently. The more I groaned around him the farther he went. I consciously made an effort to relax my throat muscles and bowed my head back more, moaning encouragement.

Ethan was going to have to wash his sheets after this because I could feel wetness pooling between my legs and dripping against the sheets. This was probably hotter to me than it was to Seth.

And finally, he pushed in further, slipping down my throat. Best of all? I didn't gag! I shouted with triumph, but all that came out was a 'harrumph' that made Seth's thighs visibly shake.

"Suck me," Seth whispered, his hands bracing himself against the wall.

I wanted him to go faster, but something told me my throat appreciated his slow pace. I wanted it fast, but maybe I wasn't ready for it fast and even though his lust filled gazes and dirty talking Seth knew that. It made me realize how perfect this-this thing-between the three of us could be. That idea just made me want him more.

He pulled away too soon though. "That's enough," he said, still speaking ragged and soft, "but not because you can't handle it, sweetness, because I can't. I need to fuck you now."

Seth got off me. His strong hands landed on my hips in a tight grip and pulled me down the bed so that my head was comfortably on the pillow now. I opened my legs, welcoming him between them. He pushed my thighs further apart and lifted them high enough so that I had no other choice but to wrap my legs around the middle of his back as he settled against me. He reached between our hot, sweating bodies and positioned himself at my entrance.

"Ethan put a condom on me," Seth demanded as he brushed his cock between my pussy lips.

I shook my head. "I'm still on birth control. I don't have to start going off it until next week," I said, lifting my hands up to his armpits, pulling him towards me. "Please Seth," I flexed my hips, causing his dick to push into my vagina slightly, "now."

Seth lost control of his breathing at my crazed pleaded and thrust forward to the hilt. My eyes slammed shut and I wrapped everything I had around him. Tightening my walls around him as best I could, I crushed him to me with my legs and arms and sunk my teeth into his shoulders. His forearms wrapped around the top of my head to keep me from moving up the bed and hitting my head against the wall as he viciously circled his pelvis. The sound of skin slapping echoed in Ethan's room and my cry of undulated pleasure followed.

"Oh God, you feel so good inside me," I whispered, feeling drunk and high at the same time. Who needed drugs when they could fuck themselves mindless? It was much healthier and it felt fucking amazing!

Seth heaved against me, his breath moist and hot against my lips as he held my head in place. The bed creaked, protesting the fast paced exercises happening on it. Seth captured my lips, stealing my already declining air. He savagely attacked me mouth, sucking my tongue, nipping my lips, devouring me until I had to pull away gasping for breath.

I never realized how hot skin smacking skin sounded. Letting out a hoarse cry, I squeezed my thighs around his waist. He swiveled and circled against me, grinding his pelvis into mine. The applied pressure allowed him to hit my clit with his groin occasionally, but it was enough. My thighs clenched, my back stiffened, and the knot coiling in my lower back exploded. My body shook uncontrollably underneath him.

"Not yet," Seth cried out, trying to stop his hips, but it was useless. I was already gone, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I lost control of my limbs and they dropped from around him. My hips were pumping erratically, trying to prolong the pleasure as it ripped through my body. "Aw, come on!"

My hands jolted forward, pushing at his chest. I wasn't sure if I wanted to pull him closer or get him off as my body went crazy. And finally, as the last of the pleasure ripped through me, I gave Seth what he wanted. I let out a helpless, long groan that ended in hiccups, making me sound drunk from the orgasm that continued on and on.

Seth shoved my hands away and pushed them down, trapping my arms at my sides as he pounded into me. This time my scream let loose. I couldn't hold it in. Seth won. I was totally vocal now and the scream seemed never-ending. My fingernails clawed at my sides, struggling to break free as another mini-O rippled through me from Seth's quicker, shallow thrusts followed by long deep ones.

My shaking legs wrapped around him again, digging my heels into his ass cheeks as I encouraged him to 'fuck me harder' and pleaded for him to 'never stop'. The idea had crossed my mind when Ethan picked my cherry. I could just chain them up... keep them as my personal bed slaves.

Seth fell on me and growled his orgasm into my neck. I could just feel the brush of his canines sliding down the column of my throat. His deep, helpless release made my walls clench around him and his hips, practically glued to me, pulsed forward continuously. He was inside me to hilt and his twitching made his cock hit my cervix. If hadn't already had my orgasm—and was coming down from the fumes—it would have hurt, but I took it in stride and hugged his shivering body to me.

When he was done, still slightly shaking from the release and exertion, Seth pulled out, a slopping pop and grimace from me the result. He fell to the side of me, against Ethan, and I turned to my side, giving him a pleased, sleepy look of gratitude.

"We're going to have to build you up to holding it in longer. You came way too fast. I was trying to hold it in myself, but fuck you're tight when you go over. You're like a virgin-teenaged boy in a girl's body. Jesus," Seth said through his own gasping breaths, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

I hiccupped—a real hiccup from lack of air I experienced just minutes ago—and nodded, "A-huh."

Seth reached around me—where he got the energy I'll never know—and smacked my ass appreciatively. "I sure love making you cum though."

"I love it too... and I totally get nymphomaniacs now. I'm gonna be one," I mumbled sleepily, peeking over into Ethan's lap. I then looked over at Seth and pulled the covers over me. "But not until tomorrow. Seth, looks like you got your hands full again. Be as loud as you want. I'm pretty sure I'm dead."

I drifted to sleep listening to Ethan's muffled moans as Seth sucked him off. Great wet dream material, even if I was killed in action.

16A: I got you under my skin

Seth's gentle snores woke me up.

I bit my lip and reached over towards him, letting my fingers trail down his sculpted, tan chest, but it was Ethan's snaking arm around my waist that pulled me away from Seth. I turned into Ethan and came nose-to-nose with his sleeping face. He'd always been cuddlier. If it had been a profession he'd have made billions because he was an expert... even in his sleep.

Leaning forward I placed a chaste kiss against his soft lips and reached forward to smooth my fingertip over his eyebrow, then down the perfect curve of his nose, and then to his lips which twitched from the contact. My heart clenched as he unconsciously kissed my fingers. It was so sweet, but the thought was overpowered by one thought. A thought I shouldn't be having.

Did he think I was Seth?

Jealousy... it's not pretty. I didn't even know why I still felt it. They both were willing to be in a relationship with me. To love me, to be with me intimately... wasn't that good enough? I know it should be, but I couldn't help it. I wanted them both to love me as much as they loved each other. I wanted Ethan to want me the way he wanted Seth.

Was it even possible?

My eyes widened slightly as an idea popped into my head. Nibbling my lower lip, wary of the idea that was causing my hand to slide between Ethan and me, the idea that caused my hand to wrap softly around him, and when he whimpered in his sleep, I licked my bottom lip.

"Seth," he whimpered, causing my hand to falter, but my name followed just as quickly. "Oh, Cass..."

I smiled. My heart fluttered with a happiness I hadn't felt since I was a kid when I first tasted mint chocolate chip ice cream on a ninety-degree day with no breeze. I tightened my grip and started a slow up and down rhythm that had Ethan's hip-thrusting forward in less than a minute.

My fingertip brushed his urethra and his hips circled faster. I leaned forward to litter kisses against his lips and his day-old stubbly chin. His arms shot forward and wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me so close to him that my mouth was directly in line with his nose and it was then I noticed that his eyes were wide open.

"Cassie," he whispered breathlessly, thrusting forward as I fisted his cock. He pulled my forehead to his and fucked my hand as he stared into my eyes. It was such an intense moment that I almost forgot where we were.

When his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a harsh whisper that he was cumming, I quickly pushed my hips forward, letting his orgasm spray across the upper part of my thighs. His long, drawn-out growl morphed into pleading whimpers as he thrust into my fisted hand and his forehead collided with mine. He kissed the tip of my nose and whispered words of gratitude as he shivered from the rest of his release. His quiet, but harsh breathing fanned my face as he trembled against me and his black eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks.

"Are you going to wake me up every morning like this?" he asked, his words sounding like a whispered, long hiccup.

I shrugged and gave him a cheeky grin. "It could happen."

"You're already spoiling me."

"Wanna wake up Seth the same way?" I asked, raising a suggestive eyebrow.

Ethan let out a breathy chuckle. "Let me catch my breath first."

I smiled and leaned forward to capture his lips in a kiss that made him even more breathless. "I really love you, Ethan," I whispered when I pulled away from the kiss.

He brushed my curly hair from my flushed cheek and chucked me under my chin. "I know."

"Not that way, I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you."

Ethan frowned slightly before he tried covering it up with an eye roll. "I know."

I gave him a small, timid smile. I knew what that meant. He loved me, but he wasn't in love with me. It mattered to me, but I wasn't going to ruin the moment. If I could only have him this way, then I would take it.

I turned towards Seth, feeling suddenly so grateful to him because it must have been him that made Ethan agree to this... to us. I would take it. I would take what I could get, for now, and I would make sure to let Seth know just how grateful I was to him.

"Ethan," I whispered as I nodded my head towards a snoring Seth.

Ethan nodded and I slipped under the sheets. Seth deserved my mouth; he deserved more than I could give him because somehow I knew it had been him who'd talked Ethan into a relationship with me. I bit my lip against the sting of reality as my lips touched the tip of Seth's cock. I would make Seth feel like a king in this relationship because of what he's giving me... because of what he's given me.

It didn't take long before Seth's arms snaked below the covers signaling he'd woken up. His fingers slipped into my already tangled hair and the palms of his hands pressed against the back of my skull, effectively pushing me down while his hips thrust forward.

I could hear his muffled grunts and lip-smacking kisses—between him and Ethan—become more frequent the closer Seth got to his orgasm. His fingers fisted into my hair as his thighs shook, and I blinked away the tears that formed from the sharp pain.

Ethan whipped the covers off, exposing Seth and what I was doing to him. I lifted my gaze to offer Ethan an eye-smile before I shifted to glance at Seth. His green eyes seared through me for the brief moment his gaze focused on mine, but his eyes snapped shut and his jaw tightened as he growled his orgasm into my mouth.

Quickly swallowing the salty tang, I placed a tiny kiss against the tip of Seth's still jerking member before pulling myself up. Crawling up the bed, I settled on the other side of Seth and gave his chest a tight hug; his body was still trembling from his orgasm.

"Good morning," I said against his nipple.

Seth's hands fell against my cheek and hugged my head tighter to his chest as he let out a half growling chuckle and groan. "G' morning," he replied. "Wake me up this way every morning and it will always be good... hell, it could even be great. Just a little more practice Cassie and you—"

I pulled away from his chest and frowned. "Are you saying that wasn't good?"

Seth raised an eyebrow and his mouth formed a smirk. "I did say it was good, it just wasn't great. It's like your third blow-job ever and taking that into consideration," he paused and reached out a hand to squeeze my cheeks together and plump out my lips, "well, these lips have already put you over the 'good' mark. You'll get to excellent very soon." He swiped his thumb down the middle of my lips. "I'll see to that."

I pouted dramatically and tried to say something afterward but he cut me off.

"Every day, four times a day—two for Ethan and two for me—" Seth clarified.

Smiling, I placed my cheek against his chest again. "My mouth is your slave... do what you must," I said with a chuckle. "My next boyfriend will enjoy and reap the benefits of your teachings."

Aside from Seth clearing his throat, it was silent for too long. I licked my lips but kept my face against Seth's chest.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked.

"Your next boyfriend? I mean, why would you say that?" Seth asked, his hands coming to rest against my shoulders like he was going to push me up so he could look at my face, but he must've decided against it. Instead, his arms wrapped around my shoulders and squeezed. "We just started this relationship and already you're talking about when it's over? That's fucked up, Cass."

I snorted and pulled away. Rolling my eyes at him, I shrugged. "Come on. Seriously? Ethan is gay. I'm a realist. I want to be with you guys, but I want you both to be sexually attracted to me and that's just not gonna happen. Ethan loves me but isn't sexually attracted to me. Seth, you're sexually attracted to me, but you don't love me," I paused, offered another shrug and a tsk, before continuing again, "I'm sorry if I want both the sexual attraction and the love, but this—what we have right now—is good enough for the time being. Let's not lose our heads over this. Come on, Seth, it's just a reality, one all three of us need to establish and recognize now."

Ethan, who'd been frowning the entire time I'd been speaking, finally chimed in, "I am sexually attracted to you."

"Then you aren't gay?"

"Why does this have to be a label thing? Can't you just accept that you are the only woman I've ever been attracted to in my life?"

I fell back against the bed and this time pulled slightly away from Seth. "Ethan, are you really gonna sit there and say that this-" I made a gesture between the three of us, "wasn't Seth's idea and that he didn't talk you into it?"

The half a minute pause was answer enough.

"Hey," I started, "I'm not mad or anything. It is what it is I appreciate that you're both willing to do this for me and I'm gonna take what I can get for as long as I can get, but there will come a time when it's not enough."

Ethan started to talk again, but Seth held a hand up, silencing him. "Okay," Seth said.

I raised an eyebrow. "Okay? Okay, what?"

"We recognize that that's what you're seeing, what you're feeling."

Ethan scoffed and pinched Seth's shoulder. "Seth!"

"Good." I nodded and got up from the bed, surprisingly comfortable in my nakedness as I walked towards the adjoining bathroom in Ethan's room. "I gotta pee," I mumbled, before going into the restroom, but I didn't shut the door all the way.

Placing my ear against the crack, I listened. Sue me. I wanted to hear what they said if they said anything about what I'd just brought up. I hadn't wanted to present it that way. I'd been way more emotional –which equals way too stand-offish—about it, but as I said earlier: it is what it is.

"Seth, why did you say that to her? It was just as much my idea as it was yours."

"I talked you into it a little bit."

"But not that much... and I am sexually attracted to her."

"She doesn't see it. You won't be able to tell her otherwise, you'll have to show it."

"What?"

I suddenly imagined Seth giving Ethan a sympathetic look. What a turd.

"Women are an entirely different species, especially the soon to be overeducated ones."

I smacked a hand over my mouth to hold in my gasp. That chauvinistic turd!

"Don't let Cassie hear you say that," Ethan said. "You'd never hear the end of it."

Seth chuckled. "I'm sure. I wasn't taking a shot at her being a woman, well not really... maybe overeducated wasn't the word I was looking for. I don't know, but what I do know is that if we want this relationship with her to continue we can't just tell her how we feel. She'll have to be shown."

"Why do I have a feeling you're taking her insecurities and turning them into a potential porno?"

"Because you know me well, and we're going to fuck until she sees reason. "

I pulled my ear from the door and smiled. We'll fuck until they see reason. I was right, Seth was wrong, and Ethan—well, it felt like Ethan was just along for the ride doing what he could to please his boyfriend. It made me even more grateful towards Seth and my only thought as I walked over to the toilet was bring on the fuck fest.

It was going to be one hell of a ride.