Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 7, 2010 7:33:28 GMT 10
Title: The Party 1
Rating: R
Length: 440 words
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: Foursome smut. For JazzyJess, who says she doesn't have the right kind of imagination for this... hope it's ok that I went there. Could take place between her stories, “Four's a Party” and “Five's Not Allowed.”
Raoul would have expected a moment of awkwardness once the door was closed, but Buri's arm was already around Kel's waist, and then Kel's hands were in Buri's hair and the two women were kissing.
Beside him, Dom gaped. “And she didn't trust me?”
Raoul dragged his eyes away from the sight before him long enough to grin at his lanky sergeant. “Not quite what you expected out of tonight, is it?”
Dom's face flushed, and he gripped Raoul's shoulder, as though to steady himself. “Are they..?”
Raoul looked back at Buri and Kel. They had landed on the bed, with Kel on the bottom. Raoul shook his head in amazement, noticing – not for the first time – that his wife worked fast, when she wanted to. There were already at least four pieces of clothing scattered on the bed and floor, one of which was definitely Kel's breeches. Buri shifted position, face disappearing as her head moved, and Kel began to gasp. It was a sound Raoul had never dared to hope he would hear, from her, and his only wish was that he could be the one making her so happy. Still, watching her with his wife was not something he would complain about.
Dom leaned most of his weight against Raoul's side, too overwhelmed to keep standing on his own, and plainly enjoying the show every bit as much as the other man was. “They are,” Raoul confirmed, putting an arm around Dom (to keep them both from falling down, of course). Then his hands moved over fabric, and then over skin, because Buri wasn't the only one who could move fast.
“Are you..?” Dom asked, still more astonished, even as his knees buckled and he fell back against Raoul.
“The ladies are busy,” Raoul said in his ear, without stopping. “And it seemed like somebody ought to.”
Dom made a noise that was halfway between a laugh and a sigh, but he didn't try to pull away.
Buri's cry split the air. Raoul's automatic reaction was to speed his movements, causing Dom to clutch at his arm. Then he looked past the sergeant's shoulder, to see the two women on the bed – naked, pleased-looking women – who were now watching the men. His own knees went weak.
“Dom, this-” he began.
“Please,” Dom said, with a kind of strangled desperation, and Raoul braced himself, and that was that.
“Well,” Raoul said, when Dom could stand on his own again. “I think it's my turn now.”
Still watching him from the bed, Kel licked her lips.
Rating: R
Length: 440 words
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: Foursome smut. For JazzyJess, who says she doesn't have the right kind of imagination for this... hope it's ok that I went there. Could take place between her stories, “Four's a Party” and “Five's Not Allowed.”
Raoul would have expected a moment of awkwardness once the door was closed, but Buri's arm was already around Kel's waist, and then Kel's hands were in Buri's hair and the two women were kissing.
Beside him, Dom gaped. “And she didn't trust me?”
Raoul dragged his eyes away from the sight before him long enough to grin at his lanky sergeant. “Not quite what you expected out of tonight, is it?”
Dom's face flushed, and he gripped Raoul's shoulder, as though to steady himself. “Are they..?”
Raoul looked back at Buri and Kel. They had landed on the bed, with Kel on the bottom. Raoul shook his head in amazement, noticing – not for the first time – that his wife worked fast, when she wanted to. There were already at least four pieces of clothing scattered on the bed and floor, one of which was definitely Kel's breeches. Buri shifted position, face disappearing as her head moved, and Kel began to gasp. It was a sound Raoul had never dared to hope he would hear, from her, and his only wish was that he could be the one making her so happy. Still, watching her with his wife was not something he would complain about.
Dom leaned most of his weight against Raoul's side, too overwhelmed to keep standing on his own, and plainly enjoying the show every bit as much as the other man was. “They are,” Raoul confirmed, putting an arm around Dom (to keep them both from falling down, of course). Then his hands moved over fabric, and then over skin, because Buri wasn't the only one who could move fast.
“Are you..?” Dom asked, still more astonished, even as his knees buckled and he fell back against Raoul.
“The ladies are busy,” Raoul said in his ear, without stopping. “And it seemed like somebody ought to.”
Dom made a noise that was halfway between a laugh and a sigh, but he didn't try to pull away.
Buri's cry split the air. Raoul's automatic reaction was to speed his movements, causing Dom to clutch at his arm. Then he looked past the sergeant's shoulder, to see the two women on the bed – naked, pleased-looking women – who were now watching the men. His own knees went weak.
“Dom, this-” he began.
“Please,” Dom said, with a kind of strangled desperation, and Raoul braced himself, and that was that.
“Well,” Raoul said, when Dom could stand on his own again. “I think it's my turn now.”
Still watching him from the bed, Kel licked her lips.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!