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"Alright," he commented and despite the affirmation to stay put, leaned over to move the tray aside and then shifted himself to the edge of the bed, sitting on it and stretching carefully, turning his head one way and then the other, loosening his back and shoulders- knees and toes while he was at it. Celeste wasn't the only one who perked up at the mention of princess- he had no idea what it meant, but someone who knew her personally. And it was amusing. At times, it seems a very suiting little nickname for Celeste.

He hadn't expected her to come inside, so instead he watched curiously and quietly as the woman pushed the cart in, a strange exotic figure, tiny, but a little bit curvy despite it, like she had just enough thrown each place to proportion her to a strange, sexual balance, right down to her step. Celeste could play a very good game, but this woman was screaming sex just walking in the door, talking to Celeste and-

He stopped, and kept very sure not to let his eyes blink. The illusion could vanish.

That wasn't a hello-kiss.

That wasn't a hello-kiss at all.

That was the kind of kiss he got from Celeste when they were "distracting themselves". And it went both ways. His jaw all but dropped, body freezing in place except for a darn spot impossible to conceal when wearing nothing but his form fitting boxer-breifs and the muscle shirt, that insisted on making itself more pronounced. Other than his pupils of course.

He couldn't help himself. When they pulled apart he let off a long, low whistle. You know the one.

Rayner stared uncertainly from there, trying to get his mind in order, which unfamiliar phrases like boyfriend didn't help. Or the half flattering, half embarrassing way all of Celeste's friends seemed to have about very bluntly stating their approval of him as a boy-toy. He wasn't even sure how long it took it to occur to him that he wasn't wearing his gloves- or pants. The woman had just made a move on his girlfriend 100% casually, and was asking if she shared now?

This was... this was all too much. Staring at four green eyes, all fixated on him, expectant. Full of things. Things he liked very much. Watching and filing in right in the middle of a discussion of something very much like this, a very bizarre, impossible coincidence it... this was... so crazy... so hot...

He took back every bad thing he'd said about lady luck.

"...if the question is what I think it is, the answer is yes."

Hell yes.
 
Celeste turned a bright shade of pink, but Tellus, that little doll like woman just laughed. "You mean, I get to do all those fun things I've wanted to for years..." In an odd way, she sounded more like a delighted child. She hadn't expected either of them, especially Celeste to take them seriously. She gave Rayner's pants a very pointed look before lifting her gaze to look at him, but she then turned her attention to Celeste.

"You don't get to back out of this..." her voice was firm, and commanding. She knew exactly what Celeste could be like.

"Yes."

Tellus just smiled. "Oh, I am going to enjoy this. I'm so glad that Charlie told me to bring rope in case you gave me trouble about staying..."

At that comment, Celeste's head came up with a jerk. "Rope!?"

"Unless your boyfriend has a problem with bondage, I told you, you don't get to back out of this. You've had me frustrated for years, princess. And until Tersiel, I never understood why..." She looked over at Rayner. When he responded with a simple shake of her head, she grinned even wider. "Oh you and I are going to have fun with her..."

Celeste was getting more and more unnerved by the idea as the time passed. "I don't know..."

"Okay, princess...I'll prove to you how much you want this..." with that said, she smiled at Rayner and slipped off her high heels, padding over to him with a soft sexy sway in her step that was a lot like the one Celeste had when she really let go. "You already know how much you enjoy it when I kiss you...but how about when I kiss your boy..." with that, she stood between Rayner's legs and bent down, using her hands to press his head upwards, she knew he was excited, it was rather obvious. She had no fear. She maneuvered her body so that both Rayner and Celeste could see each other's face.

Rayner would see Celeste's face light up in shock and arousal. He would know that face easily.

She was actually excited by the fact.

As Tellus pressed her lips to Rayner's she was far from soft, she was demanding, pushing him to respond to her. As she pulled back, her voice was almost as low as Celeste's singing voice. "The ropes are in the bag on the cart, Sam...." Not even looking, she knew what she could find. She could smell the pheromones.
 
This was one of those bizarre situations, saturated in lust and excitement and curiosity with confusion and a sense of something just being too out there, too weird. It was almost like watching a porno, starting up in the soft core stages where you knew just what to expect, had suddenly pulled out a fetish you hadn't even heard of. He wasn't sure if this was frightening or sexy, a little bit intimidating in a way that... well... he wasn't hard, but he was lively, up and awake downstairs.

With the strange feeling and the weird notion of somehow being and outsider in this, what with those two knowing each other and the background, he was left in confusion. It was a game of tease-Rayner ping pong, rapid fire back and forth.

Tellus was really into this.

Celeste was pink, or perhaps going beyond, but she was really into it too.

Did Tellus just say-

Yes. She said rope.

...bondage? He gave a slightly worried shake of his head, mouth practically dry. What did you say to that?

The two of them having fun with Cel? He was confused, and excited. Hard was growing more accurate a descriptor.

This woman was crazy. There was almost a worry every time she did something, and he almost uncertainly blinked as smiled at him. Something weird about how she was half ignoring him for Celeste. Granted, it kind of made sense, in several ways. And he was kind of turned on. But what felt like he was going to be going somewhere shy of voyeurism suddenly involved him very directly, with a secret plan, and without warning. She was fast and bizarre, and now with the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing freshly dumped on to muddle things he had this woman standing... about to...

She moved slightly to a side, and like he knew he was supposed to, despite how close Tellus- surprisingly small- was, he looked to Celeste. She was making a strange face, expression shifting.

And as he felt Tellus' lips connect forcibly to his, it only grew more distinct. He started to push back just on instinct as she got aggressive, though it was strange with his eyes locked elsewhere. No. No mistaking it. That was a very distinct face on Celeste, even through all the blushing. She wasn't objecting. She was getting into it, like him watching the two of them. She was excited to see him with whoever this woman was. The knowledge that this was okay excited him more than enough to push back in full, pressing his lips hard and pulling. Hell, Celeste wanted him to kiss her? And he would. He was none too shabby about escalating the conflict, though where Tellus as almost pure, thick and sultry sex, he was more rough and direct.

At this point, it was just all too much. The rooster was in full strut. He was into this head over heels in pure excitement, though he still took a moment to process and take it all in. Much a bystander as he seemed so far, and half confused by it all, however, Rayner was not- and never had been- one to be so simply passive. Tellus told Celeste to get the rope and he let off a heavy breath from the nose, practically a snort (sans the associated distinctive sound) and did the one thing he was used to to keep from feeling like matters had passed completely from his hands. He had the official okay and approval, but he wasn't waiting for them to double check on every little thing.

Celeste went for the rope (assumably) and Rayner reached up in full confidence, using the exotic twining and braids all across Tellus head for a quick, firm hold, and pulled her back down, growling in his throat as he kissed her enthusiastically- even ready to involve tongue in the matter, locking up until Celeste could join them and he'd see where this roller coaster went next.
 
Tellus responded with equal enthusasim as he seemed to full grasp the entire concept of what was going on. He pulled her down, and she used her weight, slight though it was to push him back onto the bed. She was laughing the entire time, but after colliding with the bed, she opened her mouth, playing more aggressively as she straddled his hips, her groin grinding against his before she jerked her head away and called to Celeste.

"Don't want to miss out on all the fun, do you?" Her hips riding along his boxers, she was a rather wanton little thing. She knew what she wanted, and generally, she got it. After she spoke to Celeste, she bent her head down again to whisper in his ear. "So...think you're ready for this..?" she wasn't really expecting an answer, but it'd amuse her to watch his face as he tried to figure out how to respond.

But Celeste had to fumble with the bag and dig through it to find the rope, her own sense of balance thrown completely off guard. To her, Tellus was much like Mei Lee, she'd have no problem 'sharing' with either, and while Shun wouldn't allow Mei Lee to do so, she knew that Tellus' mistress actually encouraged it. But the timing, everything about it was just shocking. Celeste was having a hard time believing it.

"Here..." Celeste finally stood near the bed, and tried not to look down at her...boyfriend, although the word itself was still weird in her head. But it was really hard, Tellus' braids had fallen down and were caressing Rayner's chest.

"Come closer..." While still straddling Rayner, she reached over, and tugged on Celeste's hair, the sharp jerk almost making her fall onto the bed as well. At the last minute, she saved herself even as Tellus reached forward and began to ravage her lips in the same fashion she had Rayner's. The kiss seemed to go on and on, but Tellus' pelvis kept moving against Rayner's groin as she let him watch up close and personal. Even Celeste was moving into it as she crawled onto the bed, closer and closer until Tellus could reach her bathrobe. Slipping her tiny hands through the gaping hole, she began to fondle Celeste's breasts, directing her more and more towards Rayner's head, even while she occupied the red head's top half. By the time she stopped Celeste, Rayner's hands could have easy access to any of the bottom portion of Celeste's body due to her kneeling posture. Tellus pulled back and smiled at her. "You want this, don't you..."

Celeste's voice was so low and husky that it was almost inaudible. "Yes...please..."
 
This was something. Something out of... he wasn't even sure what. It was still hard to believe this was happening.

But most of him was caught up in the moment.

Rayner let himself fall without a fight, bouncing on the soft fabric, leaving him from just above the knees up on the bed. Granted, at present Tellus was doing her best to obscure the view of him, enticing a growl growing in volume and sharpness from him, kissing aggressively and not only straddling him. She was into the hip motions already, grinding against him. For half a moment that took an uncertainty as well, all going rather incredibly fast, before he start rocking his hips right back against hers, direct desire for direct motion. And as she lifted her head, he threw in a sharp buck, plenty of bodily strength to jounce her enough to pay some note to, tiny as she was.

He could play too. Hell, maybe Tellus was better, but this wasn't the moment for second guessing things. If Celeste wanter her full on in the game, he was going to keep right up.

She was in charge all of the sudden, and good at it- but he had one last surprise to throw for her. When the little thing whispered in his ear, Rayner froze for all of only a second, enough to give her a little glimpse as she pulled away. And then he started to overflow with bubbling laughter, grabbing her rump with a hand through the mutual grinding and squeezing tight, even as jeans interfered. The grinding continued, little jolts from his groin out into his body, and with each motion the ends of the long trailing braids tickled his chest, bouncing about.

In sharp contrast to Celeste fighting her embarrassment, however, Rayner's eyes were all over her nearly as much as Tellus.

The rest was bliss. If he could have grown harder he would have, shaft throbbing already as he tried to curb the headrush of excitement, watching the women kiss hard and fast, deep and passionate, and Celeste creep bit by bit into it, kissing back while Tellus fondled her.

It was a great sight, and for the moment, he had far from any objection in his mind to being the bottom. He didn't waste any time in snaking his one free hand to do some groping of his own- and he most certainly took care of the bottom half. He was used to taking it slower, even when they went fast, but he made an exception- rubbing straight from Cel's thigh right over her pussy, pressing firmly and moving quickly, applying special pressure up near the clit, and rubbing quickly, skipping any pretense of playing with her legs. The other delayed long enough to give a good jerk at the front of Tellus' jeans- undoing the button and starting the zipper partyway, stopping where it got difficult to just as quickly move under Celeste as well, upper body preoccupied with the redhead while his torso rocked ind waves, already in motion with the... technicolor head.
 
Tellus was a good sport about it all, giving him a small glare that he'd pay for it later, that little jouncing before she'd set about giving Celeste a nice deep kiss. But as his fingers roamed, Celeste's hand tightened down on his fingers, her head falling away from Tellus with a half moan, half sigh as she collapsed back on her heels. Waving her hands she looked at the two of them. "Too much..." Even Rayner would be able to smell how turned on she was at this point, hell her thighs had already been dripping when he first placed his hands up there.

"Oh no, princess. No backing out now..." A look down at Rayner and she smiled. "I think it's time for the ropes, don't you agree?" she politely inquired as she climbed off of him to reach the ropes. Yes, he was fun to torment as well, but Celeste was her primary target. "Just think, Celeste. Bound to the bed, where either I or Kael here can have our way and we could keep you there as long as we wanted."

Celeste's hand reached up to her neck, rubbing at it as if she couldn't believe it. But her face was still flushed and excited. It seemed the more aggressive Tellus was, the more turned on Celeste became. "Would you like that, Kael. Your precious girlfriend here tied up for your pleasure. Nice, safe and sound where she can't get into anymore trouble?" With that said, she tossed him a few pieces of rope as well before glancing over at their target who was slowly inching away from them on the bed.
 
She was giving up? That was a sudden mood killer, disappointing as he tried to figure out how to deal with it. Of course, all the sex in the air- and on his hand, and riding him- made that hard to concentrate on, but instead of being sly or teasing and drawing her back in a bit to ask for more like he would have liked to, Tellus was, well... very, very direct.

"Heh-" he grinned at the mention of the ropes. Strangely appropriate all of the sudden. It was a mite strange, but hard to really disagree too after Celeste had brought them over herself. Yeah, it was time for some rope. He gave his neck a quick pop as he rose from his back, getting partway up and looking over from Tellus to Celeste. A weird kind of dirty talk or something. He felt kind of lost in it. Not something he was used to. He could goof around but... he was enough on the outside of this to have some alarms go off at the mention of forcing Celeste in like a nice, caged little bird.

God, it'd be less of a headache, but what fun was she if she was docile all the time? That wasn't her.

So as Celeste retreated and Tellus... err... loomed up at her from across the bed, Rayner stood and spun himself about a poster, coming in and stopping nearer Celeste and to her side. He stopped her inching away a moment, just gently leaning into her. "She is trouble-" he said softly and affectionately enough, putting a hand to Celeste's cheek and giving her a light, soothing little kiss on the lips, forehead to forehead. Calm her down just a bit. Enough not to run or panic as one scarred hand gently turned her wrist over, and he slowly started to knot the rope around it.

"But it wouldn't hurt to keep you around a while, would it?"

He teased, gnawing Celeste's lip gently with his teeth. He just had to keep her calm enough to not have to actually chase her across the room and throw her over his shoulder to tie her down after all, as he finished the knot and he'd start to tie her to the first poster, if she was close enough to reach from there.
 
Actually, the sexual banter about tying Celeste up had been a gentle reminder to the red head that what she'd done was dangerous. She too had talked to Mei Lee, the three girls had all but grown up together, even though they hadn't become fast friends until their teenage years. She knew what was going on, but she'd also already given birth and knew what safe limitations there were. At this stage, this was all fine. But she just grinned, as she waited for Celeste to move, both of them being caught off guard by Rayner's sudden movement.

At first, Celeste looked up at Rayner like a frightened deer, but was soothed almost instantly as he kissed first her lips, her body relaxing in his presence that she didn't even notice the rope at first. But once she did, she looked over at it bemusedly as he began tying it to the poster, her eyes glazed over with lust as she looked between the two. Rayner, by this point, would know the signs well. There always came a point when just the lightest of touches could send her completely over the edge. And even in this technically new body and during that one night, if anything Celeste's body was more sensitive than it had been previously.

"Well, if my bottom is down, at least you can't spank me this time..." Frostchild was still on her mind, as was that one particular incident, she chuckled to remember how that particular pair of pants had been ruined and had to be tossed out. One spanking.

But the mention of a spanking got Tellus' attention even as she pulled Celeste's other hand over to the opposing poster bed. "Spanking? I didn't know you were into the kinky stuff. I'll have to remember that next time...", chuckling as she tied the girl in tight. Reaching over, she untied the belt of the bathrobe, leaving the redhead to wear it, but not be able to hide her charms beneath it, presenting a pretty picture as she was spread out on the bed.

"Kael..."she paused, thinking slightly. "In a way, this is a gift to me...so I'll give one in return. What would you like to have done to her first?" most men had fantasies after all, besides if it was at the suggestion of her lover, Celeste was likely to take it easier. While he answered, she stepped off the bed, and began stripping out of her clothing. First the cami shirt revealing small pert breasts that still had a nice weight to them and yet wasn't wearing a bra with it.

Celeste turned her eyes to watch as one of her best friends began a slow private strip show. Her legs clenched, and she found herself squirming, her legs tightening as the endorphins rushed through her system. This was too much. Really. Even knowing what was coming, Celeste found it was hard to take her eyes off Tellus.

"Might want to tie her legs as well, Kael or she's going to find a way to get off without our help..." she chuckled, and dropped the pants. The tattoo wasn't just on her collarbone, but also on the sides of her torso and legs, going from her calves up to just beneath her armpits. Her markings were more delicate than that of her mistress, so it wouldn't be easy to make a direct connection between them, but they were a sign of her bond with the demoness.

"My god, Tell...you're beautiful..", she finally croaked out before looking at Rayner. "And you..." Her love for him, as well as the current state of lust were easy to read in her eyes as she tried to move her head enough to nuzzle against his hand. No matter how much she might have wondered about it, this was like Tellus said, a gift for him. She could go through with it because he was there. Tellus was gentler now, knowing that Celeste might completely flip out. Besides, she needed Rayner to act more confident so that Celeste wouldn't feel so overwhelmed.

"I think you're beautiful and I'm pretty sure your boy here feels the same..." another glance at Rayner as Tellus climbed back on the bed, and moved her hand up and down Celeste's body, her touch light enough to send shivers through the redhead's body before she began playing with the delightful breasts that she had at her disposal.
 
It was always a good start- Rayner was responsive and always very interested in his partners. Just the simple fact of Celeste being so turned on, absolutely in a haze of lust, was enough to give him a rush entirely of its own. Of course, Tellus and her apparently grossly disproportionate sexual hunger didn't hurt the equation by a long shot. He was no incubus, as Tellus would very well be able to attest to, but he practically ate up the lust filling the room. He chuckled when she mentioned the spanking, deep and throaty, and as if to tease her for the comment gave a tiny swat to one of her breasts, aiming for where the nipple should be under the robe.

But he looked up, eyes bright, sharp and intrigued just at the sound of Tellus' voice, as he was dealing with the energy of having both the women in one place and raring to go. The promise of kinky stuff, and next time, though, was exciting on a much more cerebral level. The one that required him to actually understand the implied promise there.

"Done to her... first?"

He was part thoughtful- and trying not to let it show too much, he was also kind of lost. Sure, he saw where that was going. But... what would a guy even ask for? In a sense, everything. Except he wasn't sure what in specific. Something to do to Celeste. How did you tease her apart from... well, for him, he'd never thought about it so much as just done. He did things that seemed like the right idea, and kept going when they worked. He had some time bought for him to think while Tellus started to strip, making a show of taking away her shirt, direct to exposing little breasts and skin marked with the wave of tattoos, and Celeste squirmed and watched with him. Unfortunately, he didn't get much thinking done in that time, mostly just watching. He let his rough hand fondle one of Celeste's breasts off hand as she watched too, but let it fall back to her head after.

He nodded numbly at the suggestion, and watched her finish before his mind snapped back to a few things, after a second or two surveying her body, and the bit of talk between them. Rayner gently caressed Celeste's face with his hand, scooting down the bed, and said the first thing to mind.

"I'm in bed with goddesses."

Never mind that he didn't get along with most of those whom were, more literally, goddesses. But each of them was an absolute treat. The tiny exotic thing with long braids of hair everywhere, and his Cel, beautiful as ever.

Still, as a cope out, and because he genuinely had a great interest in doing so, he moved down the bed, slipping in past Tellus long enough to kiss Celeste's sex, bringing his lips along and gathering as much of the excess juices he could in a motion that he was sure would tickle her something fierce. He might have just gone about lapping away and gotten his hands all over this strange little minx, but instead he kept moving, let his teeth graze along her leg for a bit before he smiled up at Cel, if she could see him, and tied another knot about her ankle. He pulled the leg tight, to tease for a moment, before tying it off much like her arms. The other leg, well. He was very content to leave her the one limb free for now, and try to nibble her leg in a mock-confident way as if he actually knew where he wanted to go with this, aside from ohgodImabouttofuckthesetwo.
 
Celeste squirmed, a short gasp shot from her lips as her breast was slapped. Perhaps normally, she might have been indignant, but right then, at that moment it just heightened her pleasure. "R--Kael.." Almost forgetting to call him by the name he was known by, rather than the name she knew was his in truth. But the tone itself was whimpering even as she tried to resist squirming in laughter from the tickle. A tongue wasn't supposed to tickle, darn it!

Tellus had just stripped off the scrap of lace that posed as underwear as she watched Kael torment her friend. This was going to be a very fun night indeed. But she had an inkling of an idea that Kael wasn't quite so advanced in his knowledge. He'd almost stuttered about deciding what to do with her. "Goddesses, huh..." Tellus chuckled, oh yes, this was going to be fun.

She got back on the bed, and crawled the expanse of reach Celeste's upper body. Leaning down, she began to kiss the redhead as her hand moved down to caress her breasts, the large orb of flesh kneading easily within her hand. It was then that it was obvious that Tellus' nails were quite sharp due to the red marks she left on the flesh. But it seemed not to bother Celeste in the least as her pelvis lifted high into the air, all but begging for more. What Rayner would have to watch out for was her leg that was kicking around, trying to rub her thighs together to get some sort of friction. Finally Tellus lifted for air and smiled down at her friend.

"As fun as this is, this is going to be pay back for a lot of years of frustration, princess." And with that, she slid down as well before turning, before turning and facing Rayner even as she lifted her leg, straddling Celeste's upper torso as she leaned down, and began lapping at the redhead's stomach, inching further and further down, as Celeste seemed to fight the bonds more and more. In a way, it was torment because she couldn't just turn the tables like she did with Rayner. Using one hand, Tellus split open the lips of the other woman's sex with one hand and bent her head down, lapping at the juices much more thoroughly than Rayner hand. Behind her, Rayner would be able to see Celeste's hands clenching in frustration, even while she couldn't contain the husky moaning that was already starting to fill the room.

Stopping her snack for the moment, Tellus lifted her head as Celeste cried out "You stopped!?!?", in a painful whimper.

But Tellus was smiling right at Rayner before crooking one finger at him to come closer. Once he did so, she lifted her leg so she wasn't straddling Celeste anymore and so that the red head could see exactly what was going on. Leaning closer to him, she kissed him again, this time with the taste of Celeste's juices still in her lips in a position that Celeste could again watch. It was forceful, but not as much as before, her tongue dancing along his lips, daring him to match her even while his girlfriend watched and writhed. It was a strange yet potent combination. Celeste tasted sweet like a fine wine, Tellus' personal scent was more musky and earthy, but just as rich and flavorful.
 
It was a cue for Rayner to switch legs- not just because he didn't want Celeste kicking him accidentally over and over with her trying to rub her legs together. Her focus was on Tellus, lips to lips and massaging her breasts. While he was appreciative of the view of it he got from the end of the bed, he opted to be a bit more active as he watched, scooting up just enough to lift up Celeste's flailing leg, taking both hands to fight it calm enough to set over his shoulder, turning his head to the calf propped up over him. He let his teeth sink in just enough, not to bruise or draw blood, and sucked past them while he took a look at the show.

Poor Celeste was going to have to deal with her issue hands-off.

Rayner chuckled, and watched half fascinated as Tellus made herself some space and moved on in to take a full taste of Celeste, holding the leg apart to make sure no flailing restricted her reach, down the stomach and in past her lips. Maybe this kind of thing was only supposed to make a guy hard, but he was salivating as well. Go figure.

And all the more suited, when Tellus gave him the come hither and he slid his way over, letting the leg go. And he got what was going on right away- he'd sampled Celeste often enough, if not very often tasted her on her own lips. It was wet and hot though- Celeste everywhere off both of them, the smell of her sex heavy in it all, and Tellus' smell close at hand, like taking a favorite cider in one hand and wine in the other. Convince him to reciprocate? No, Rayner didn't need any convincing to do his very best to keep up, lips forceful, and tongue all about hers and her lips, and inside, head turning bit at a time as he went, let himself get caught up in it. And with all of Celeste's taste and the saliva in there, it was plenty wet.

Rayner didn't hesitate to reach over while he kissed Tellus, either, and rub a palm down from her collarbone over a breast, rounding about it, and centering slowly on the nipple, pinching and slowly twisting.

Unfortunately, as much as he'd almost worked on keeping up, now he was just back to keeping up with the crazy woman practically running their bedroom again. Not that he was complaining.
 
A low earthy moan slipped from Tellus' mouth to Rayner's as he pinched and twisted her nipple. While Celeste was fairly new to the rough stuff, Tellus was quite used to it as well as fond of it. With one hand, she snaked out and slid her hand down his chest, her tiny hand pressing against the material of his t shirt to push into his boxer briefs, cupping the length of his member with her tiny yet nimble fingers. Pulling away from the kiss, she looked at Rayner, then over to Celeste.

"I think we need to get Kael out of more of his clothing, don't you, Sam?" Funny how everyone in the room was using different names for Sam and Kael than the ones they would normally.

Sam was barely coherent at this point, her body an entire mess of nerves. But at the sound of Tellus' voice addressing her, she shook her head trying to clear it slightly. "Oh god, yes..." Sooner that happened, the sooner well...things could happen. For a woman who prided herself on her control, Tellus was making a complete mess of that control.

Tellus laughed as she continued to stroke Kael beneath his underwear. "You heard the lady....", she teased. "Here, maybe I should help..." She sat up straighter, her spine elongating as her entire body pressed up against his body, both of them moving upwards together, her hand still between them. Reaching with the other hand, she slid it beneath the elastic waistband as well, her nails raking along his skin as she pulled the briefs over his hips. Slowly, she leaned forward, seemingly oblivious to their captive audience as she began to nip little bites into his skin as she moved down his chest, even through the tshirt that remained.

Lower and lower she went, until her lips once more touched skin, and she was kneeling over Celeste's lower body. "Mhm...this will be fun...", she whispered to no one in particular before she began tilted her head downwards, her tongue darting out to lick at the length of his member while one of the hands on his hip shifted down, sliding down to Celeste's pubic mound, her fingers sliding in and out of Celeste's nether lips, the red head's hips bucking underneath her. Honestly, the noises Celeste was making was turning Tellus on even more.

"Oh sweet god, princess..." her last words as her lips slid over Rayner's shaft, her throat opening up easily to take his entire length into her throat. Celeste may have had trouble doing it at first, but it was obvious that Tellus had no such issues. Slowly, her head began to move, her tongue sliding along his length. But even while she did that, her eyes were watching Celeste, seeing how hot and bothered the entire thing got her.

By this point, Celeste was frantically gripping the straps of each rope, biting her lip to keep from being too loud as Tellus played with her clit and lips, the pressure pure torment.
 
"I could go with this plan too."

He smiled at Celeste, a toothy grin for her enthusiasm, backing up onto his knees as Tellus moved in, and he shifted the grin her direction. Even gritting his teeth a bit as he shivered slightly at her nails down the sensitive skin, the fabric sliding down until his shaft finally pressed against the band enough to pop free into the air, standing upright. For the time being, he kept his eyes glued on Celeste- watching her face as she either looked back, or down at his shaft sticking up, or Tellus' teeth slowly making one step at a time down his chest toward it. Didn't matter. He was going to watch her watch while Tellus made her way on down.

His body actually shuddered noticeably when her tongue first touched his shaft, drifting across, and Rayner finally turned his eyes down to that. And as an added bonus, while his view was obstructed, he could see her playing with Celeste, driving the woman wild.

Why she spoke to Celeste, he wasn't sure, but for the moment Rayner might have chosen to take it as somewhere between a simple exclamation of the moment and approval of his gear. He didn't really bother to think about it though. He was busy arching his back slightly, hips forward and shoulders slightly back, as Tel went smoothly from lips over his head down with her lips sinking deep on the shaft, throat pressing on the head, and continued to push his shaft right up into that as well, deeper and deeper into her throat until she hit the base.

"Ah-haaaaah- fuck yeeeaah," he groaned.

It continued in grunts and growls as she went about her business, constriction of the throat moving back, slowly letting more go and making her tongue press to the bottom the whole way out. He leaned back and watched her go a moment, but even for the wonderful view, he had to reach in before long. Stillness never suited him for too long.

He leaned forward just enough- not even far, fortunately small as Tellus was- and landed a hand on her ass with a light smack, rounding smoothly about and laying his fingers over her pussy, thumb stretched out. She'd have a very good chance to feel the rough, almost scratchy texture of the twisted callouses of scars that covered his hands as he rubbed over, and then flicked his fingers back and forth at the knuckle- providing tiny slaps of their surface across her lips. Mainly because it was hard for him to do anything much fancier as his thumb slowly circled the pucker of her anus, rounding twice slowly before pushing the thick digits first joint in. Somehow, he didn't imagine she'd be one to protest that too much. Once it was in it was all the easier to hook his thumb, using it as an easy anchor while his fingers rubbed and pushed into her lips, and moved to put the clit between two of them, and rub back and forth on each side at once. He'd have asked Celeste, just for a change of the pace of this, if he should push them in, but he wasn't sure she'd answer too well at the moment.

That was fine with him. He had soft skin in his hand and lips on his shaft. His girlfriend- still odd- was practically writing in ecstacy and he was starting to feel pretty damn good himself. Life was good.
 
It was an interesting advantage to Tellus being so small. On any other woman, it would have been almost impossible to get that good of a grip, but he did indeed hook her, her ass rising in the air as if to allow him further entrance, her ass swaying with each slap to her pussy lips even as she moaned against his shaft, sucking harder and harder on him as if she could somehow manage to take him all into her throat.

Celeste continued writhing as she watched one of her best friends go down on Rayner. Yes, she was watching him with another female, but at the same time, he was being a bit rougher with her than he normally was with Celeste, which meant to her mind that she hadn't been pushing hard enough. The times he was rough with her were some of her favorites. As her clit and lips were played with, she couldn't stop her hips from bucking, grinding against Tellus hand. "Oh god!!" she cried out, feeling a climax already building.

But at that moment, her head upon Rayner's shaft stopped, pulling back with a pop sound as she released him from her mouth. At the same time, she released her hand from Celeste's clit, leaving the girl crying and whimpering. "If you have a belt, go get it..." it was strange, but her voice reeked of command and affection. An odd combination.

"As for you, Princess..." she waited till Rayner climbed off the bed to get his belt, probably aching on his own, before going back and straddling Celeste once more, leaning down for another kiss, feeling the bucking of the redhead's hips against her own. Smiling, she used one hand to lift Celeste's head and hold her, while the other head went for one of the spare pillows on the bed. This she took and ground her pubis against Celeste's, causing another buckle which she quickly stuffed the pillow under the girl's ass. Leaning down, she whispered. "We're going to have such fun..." Teasing and tormenting Celeste as she was, on his return trip, Rayner would be presented with two very shapely pussies and asses, in perfect position for anything he could devise.
 
Rayner was growing slowly louder, watching her ass rise and move as he played with her, and got to watch while he felt her lips and... and throat... deeper... fuck. He had to work not to double over, feeling Tellus suck harder and harder even while he went into her throat, like she wasn't just giving him the little squeeze but really trying to slurp him all in, back, and forth as if trying again. He pushed his thumb and fingers harder, really getting caught up-

And all too soon it seemed to end.

He growled in a mix of protest and pleasure, shuddering in the sudden lack of that sucking following the pop, and he blinked down at her up to something again, and Celeste as panicked for the lack of her pleasure as she was in it. He understood. The belt he was somewhat confused about, but with no more protest than cocking his brow, he let his hand pull out and away, trailing over a bit of her back, and a part of Cel's stomach, as he rose and went to get it.

What he found when he came back... well... it was rather remarkable.

He half stopped in his tracks, looking at one woman atop the other, bodies pressed together and hips elevated, slowly looking them over very carefully every which way, taking it all in before he set a knee up on the foot of the bed, and started to move onto it, tearing off his shirt in a quick natural motion.

"I've died and gone to heaven."

He chortled low and deep from his throat and chest, keeping the voice as he laid a hand gently over Tellus' buttocks, gaining his balance as he stopped behind them and asked- or commanded, as his tone fell somewhere between: "Kiss for me."

He'd wait until there were lips forcibly occupying each other, figuring Tellus would go as forceful as she ever did. And then he'd quietly flick the object in his hand, gathering it- letting a length of the belt hang out of the top of his hand, double looped. His wrist turned upward, and with a snap it'd crack out- first impact of the belt whipping across one of Celeste's now very nicely exposed cheeks. He knew she liked it, though hopefully the kiss would keep her waking everyone else in the hotel with the surprise of the first impact. Humming a soft, cheery tune as if he was trying to be reassuring, and rubbing his free hand down the side of Tellus' hips and over Celeste's, like he was trying to calm them both, his arm pulled back and snapped forward again, lashing with a sharp crack across one of Tellus' ass cheeks, and then Celeste's other, alternating more and more quickly back and forth, back and forth, a staccato of cracks as he tried to mix up the locations of the impact- and then made a brief pause before quickly picking out one red line on each and giving it a good second visiting.

And in what only seemed the most logical follow up to the lashing to him, Rayner leaned forward on an elbow, and paused to gently kiss the spots he'd struck at random.
 
"Gladly" Tellus replied, her head dipping down to take command of Celeste's mouth once more, her tongue exploring every inch of the redhead's mouth. She had an inkling of what was up, and took no issue with it whatsoever. The girls ground their hips against one another, and Tellus swallowed the first cry of surprise from Celeste as the mark hit home, and then Tellus returned the favor, her own moans matching Celeste as he alternated going back and forth.

One hand reached down and massaged Celeste's breasts, her sharp nails eliciting another cry of pleasure that she swallowed as eagerly as she had Rayner's shaft. Over and over it went, each girl taking the leather with surprising resilience. Well, it would be if when Tellus had embraced her mouth, she hadn't sent a little bit of energy to manipulate the endorphins within the redhead's system. It would take longer for the pain to set in, which would give more time for her to gain pleasure from it.

As Rayner kissed a particularly sore spot on Tellus, her back arched, her lips releasing Celeste's as she cried out a loud moan of her own. While she enjoyed the roughness, it was the soft things that sent Tellus over the edge.

But it also placed her in a perfect position to grind her pubis more intimately against Celeste's, rubbing their clits together as Tellus looked down and saw the face of her friend on the verge of climax. She reached down, and began rubbing harder at Celeste's clit, pushing the redhead further and further towards the edge, pulling back only slightly when she saw the waves of orgasm ripple through her body. The speed and power of that orgasm was plenty enough to let Rayner know how much she enjoyed it.

"Oh, don't think we're done yet, Princess."
 
It wasn't actually physically pleasuring him, but despite it, Rayner was breathing hard when he stopped, even as he kissed about. But none of it really surprised him- Tellus seemed to be able to take sex out of anything and everything, and for Celeste, it was just a step further in a direction they'd already gone, and she'd proved very receptive to. And he was very proud of himself, and a bit surprised, when Celeste's quaking suddenly ran right over the edge, in all the little spasms of her body and the sounds; he could practically see her dripping.

Humming just a hair still, as his breath returned, with a little smirk on his face, he leaned forward over the two of them. The tip of his shaft pressed lightly on one's slit and then the other, apparently by accident as he walked himself forward on his hands and leaned past Tellus to face Celeste in her afterglow, and lay a gentle kiss on her. He smiled at her, before turning his head to likewise kiss Tellus surprisingly softly.

And as his lips left hers he leaned his weight back- in a single quick motion he snapped his hands up as they ceased to be needed for balance and brought the belt's coil around the exotic woman's neck, and thrust his shaft deep into her without ceremony just as she'd feel the leather about her throat suddenly tighten. Rayner took just a moment to feel her out as he pulled his hands a bit tighter, further to either side, and then crossed them again to put both ends into one end, holding a flat surface pressed against the front and sides of her through while it twisted at the back. He felt out the unfamiliar wet pussy as he leaned back until his back was straight, comfy and relaxed, letting it pull her head up.

And then he put a hand on her hips, steadying her in place as he whipped his hips backward, and then forward again, driving his thick shaft home hard, and quickly raised the pace, frantically fucking her, grunting as each thrust rocked the pair of women, and sent his balls slapping against Celeste's soft sex.

Tellus was exciting, a perfect chance to try things that were new, risky.

And he intended to give it a good full whirl, watching the each of their faces as he moved, though his breath was too concentrated on keeping up the barrage to talk.
 
Even Tellus was caught off guard by the gentle, almost tender gesture from Rayner. She glanced down at her partner in crime to see if maybe the redhead could explain things, but her eyes didn't even get that far before the snap of the leather against her neck, her back arching as if to prevent it, each of her hands slapping instinctively to her neck to remove it.

But it was at just that moment that Rayner shoved his hard shaft into her warm, wet and oh so willing cleft. Her voice was strangled due to the belt, but the constriction of the neck, combined with the forceful thrusting seemed to spur her on, and it wasn't long before she was pushing back, sliding along his member with forceful thrusts of her own.

Below them both, the sensation was waking up Celeste's sense of surroundings and she realized what a good position she was in, not able to see the belt around Tellus' neck. Gripping the ropes that bound her wrists, she lifted her hips, grinding them against Tellus' own, a bit of sweet revenge, even as the slapping of Rayner's balls against her own opening drove her crazy. She'd been slightly unprepared for the entire thing, but was slowly getting the hang of it.

A small glimmer of mischief in her eyes that Rayner knew so well lit up. "No, we're not done...but I'd bet you're better able to handle anal than I can...especially with as wet as we both are." She really was getting into it, she looked up at Rayner then. "Does that sound interesting, cowboy?"

For Tellus -that- was the final straw, her hips started bucking against Celeste's, her motions frantic as her own orgasm washed over, the tight sheath of her vagina clutching him tighter and tighter as she convulsed before just the sheer weight of her body began to pull her away from Rayner even while it slowly strangled her. Her moans of pleasure were cut off, but there was no way to deny it. There was a look of defiance in her eyes as she looked down at Celeste. It was almost as if this had become a battleground, and Rayner was the tool of choice.
 
Something about the position of being the one in control Tellus had put him to, well, he was taking to quite quickly. He didn't mind not being the one in control, but this just seemed to grow as he went, taking up a rhythm that was only possible because she so clearly distinctly enjoyed it. There wasn't much else he could call furious thrusting back, or the sudden clamping and spasms of her body, forcing him to delay his response to Celeste as he close his eyes for a moment before reopening them, and shot a toothy grin, half wild with the feeling. It was a whole mass, starting with Celeste moving and up into the woman making motions of her own on top of that, right up to him mercilessly plowing along, and it all ended with the convulsing sheath around his shaft.

Yes, a moments paused to get through the brunt of the orgasm, enjoying its repercussion and thrusting, slowing down a bit as it did to grin straight at Celeste.

"Yeah...." a huff of air to continue, "Yeah, sounds exciting. Just gotta... lube a lil'..."

He slowed down on the thrusts, and then finally pulled his shaft out.

"Wet as you both are-"

And while he grinned at Celeste he pushed down enough on Tellus' hips to hold hers in place a little, and moved to lower himself slightly, cocking his hips at a slightly different angle. Celeste probably had figured out it was coming, but his head pushed against her lips, and as soon as it was in place he thrust home. Burying himself in her he rocked out and deep in again, several motion back and forth, quick and deep enough to smack his hips into hers, but not the same violence. Just as he built up a proper rhythm, he grunted and made himself pull out- and moved his hips, pushing into Tellus ready snatch yet again, a fewer number of thrusts. Tel to Cel- Cel to Tel- he switched it up back and forth until he was quickly thrusting into one, pulling out and aligning to thrust into the other, moving quick as he could and once or twice randomly stopping and thrusting into one a second time instead of moving to the next quite yet. Sure, it was eating up his time on Tellus on the belt, but he was being quick enough he figured he should have plenty left to start on it at least.

Tel to Cel.

Cel to Tel.

Tel to Cel.

Cel to Cel to Tel to Cel to Tel to Tel.

Yes, he was teasing Celeste right back a bit before playing her game entirely, but he thought it seemed fair. He didn't really think she'd mind too entirely much.
 
Tellus cried out, again and again as her body was rocked and thrust again Celeste's, given no time for reprieve. Her back arched, her head lifting even as she tugged at the collar of leather that the belt created around her throat, she couldn't help but respond, attempting to match the rhythm he created, but unable to since it seemed not to have any rhyme or reason to it. Both of the girls beneath him were frustrated beyond all imagining, even Celeste's whimpers were becoming louder and louder as the bed began to slam against the outside wall, the force of all three moving, more than enough to move the bed.

"Kael!", Celeste cried out his name in frustration and a little annoyance as he continued his movement. Damnit! She wanted to touch him, to taste him.
 
He tried not to chuckle. And it was pretty hard. But all in all it seemed to come across successfully and he restrained himself, enjoying each sensation but throwing off his own rhythm as much as theirs. Of course, it was less frustrating on him being the one doing it since he knew exactly what was going on. But he pulled out his shaft, and this time stopped, keeping it out, and leaned over, gently nibbling along Tellus ear, and said quietly between them,

"No, unless y've got any objections to that anal-"

He didn't really expect she did, with the belt around her throat. He grinned at Celeste and went upright again, gently pulling the belt back a little further. Yeah, he was dripping wet between them now. Probably not much more than he'd been straight out of Tellus earlier, but that wasn't really concerning him. Rayner pushed down on Tellus' hips again, and pushed firmly down, lining his shaft up to the other entrance- the back door, the anus, the ass, the little thing that was so often no-go territory.

Celeste may or may not have suspected that he'd never actually sampled the wares of the back door before. He hadn't, after all.

And so he started nice and slow, with a solid push to try and get his shaft to go inside without handling it, relying on how damn rigid he was between the two of them, the musty room that wreaked of sex and sweat, all the sounds and the smooth little body he had his hands on. Tellus was tight, and tiny. He wasn't actually sure that made it a particularly good candidate for testing. But the woman on the otherhand, well...

He worked his way in nice and slow, whatever resistance there may have been comparatively to the welcoming pussies, until he had himself buried all the way to the base.
 
She shook her head no, her face a bright pink from lack of oxygen, but it wasn't nothing she couldn't handle thus far. But her hands were around the belt looped around her neck, just in case. When it wasn't her mistress, she did know how to protect herself. She even went so far as to shift slightly, angling atop Celeste for better access. Luckily for both her and Kael, she was well used by her Mistress, and as such, she relaxed her body, not fighting the invasion as he pushed in slowly, her anus still impossibly tight. It was much like the feeling of deep throating, except that there were ridges inside the anus that gave added sensation. All of those ridges would rub along Rayner's shaft as he moved forward, and again as he moved back, over and over again.

Her back arched, helping to straighten his path, so he could indeed go all the way to the base. Around him, she trembled, her entire tiny body quivering with the remains of one orgasm, and the beginning of another. She really did like to play rough.

Celeste watched, fascinated by the expression on Tellus' face, her eyes glazing over, her mouth parted. "Not fair..." she muttered. They got to tease and torment her, why didn't she get to play? Her lower lip trembled and turned over into a pout, not that Rayner nor Tellus were able to pay particular attention to it at all, even with Rayner going for the back door, Tellus was still dripping down onto the redhead, their juices mingling to drip down Celeste's thighs. Her view shifted, looking at Rayner's face of concentration and pleasure as well, taking it and processing it. Tellus seemed to be enjoying it, it couldn't be that bad. In fact, it looked rather enjoyable. Another time, maybe, she thought and tried to focus on what was going on around her since she finally wasn't the one receiving direct stimulation.
 
He face was coloring- that was the sign that he couldn't go too much longer with this. But Rayner had a little distraction was well-

There was something undeniably incredibly sexy just about the concept of the act of oral. It was somehow much more complimentary to have a woman using her lips, where she wasn't being physically pleasured, and where it seemed a very direct, mindful act of pleasuring you. On a thinking level, it was amazing. The other aspect was all of the little touches and tricks that could come in that were fan-fucking-tastic all on their own, wet and warm and soft. But the real kicker was the deep throat. All of that, and then you toss on the tightness. Actual, straight up sex had all kinds of virtues, not to get him wrong- it wasn't out classed. But there was nothing quit like the throat.

Or, that's what he'd thought.

"Ah- fuck-"

Half short of breath, he finished his invasion, stopping a moment. It was tight as the throat, easily- more so than the usual. It wasn't going to become his new favorite or anything, but damn, it suddenly seemed a crime that women so much seemed to be against anal. He pulled back slowly, shuddering as the ridges felt even more distinct.

"FUCK. Nnngf!"

Rayner started to move, the in and out, face quickly just being taken over by the pleasure as he moved. It was not just good, but more than he expected, and with it he let himself get lost in the novelty of looking down, unfocused, at the tiny tattooed back under him and Celeste under that, grabbing Celeste's leg and using it to pull himself in, and then going back, and forth, back, and forth. He picked up the pace- not violent of face like he'd done before, but Rayner was testing at least how far he could seem to safely take it, cautiously. By the time he'd found a decent pace though, he was lost enough just to be thinking about keeping it, and under him the woman silently shaking and moving in pleasure. He himself had the shudders running across his body every so often. Celeste would recognize his expression well enough. Wouldn't be hard for her to read the pleasure, or the fact that he was entirely into it, and almost caught off guard. Not like average sex, but some of the better times when she got him to completely just get caught up in the moment and lose that sense of trying to hold on, of self control. Deep throating him, when he was being teased very successfully. That kind of blown-mind, sex-clouded expression as he grunted and pushed, this time with his balls in against Tellus' other entrance.

As if half blind he reached around and grabbed Celeste's breast, squeezing gently, and slowly harder as he moved in the half dazed state. Much as his rhythm picked up, harder, faster as he seemed to grow more distant, eyes seeming half blind to everything but the train he was trying to hold back as he thrust more and more. A loud groan grew in his throat, long, and then again louder, building surprisingly quickly as he hammered at Tellus-

And then all at once his eyes shot wide and Rayner seemed to go nuts. Not really all that much beyond things Celeste had seen before, but even then-

It clamped and spasmed, all elastic tightness and ridges, and Rayner threw his head back and rolled it, emptying his lungs and letting the room echo in the pleasure while the rhythm died entirely and he dropped the belt- grabbing her hips for support as not more than two seconds into Tellus' orgasm he lost all control. And with the woman's throat unbarred again, he might not have been the only one. For several seconds more he kept with the thrusting, emptying himself into Tellus' canal before he finally just slumped over the two of them.

"Oh. Fuck."

He panted, chest heaving.
 
Tellus didn't scream out her orgasm, like Celeste she had music training and Ra'kar liked to reserve her voice for her, so even in this moment of abandon, her mistress' control was absolute, so what emitted was a low rumbling growl much like Rayner's own, except in a slightly higher octave. Looking down at Celeste's frustrated face, she let herself smile even as she released the tiniest trail of magical energy into Rayner during his orgasm. After all, it wouldn't do for her to get to have her fun, and for Celeste to be completely denied, no matter how much she worried about her. The energy was simple. It'd act as a magical viagra for Rayner, although a bit more potent and long lasting. Enough to keep them both in the room for say...two more day...With that grin, she shuddered and faded a bit back into a more normal frame of mind.

As the belt was released, she collapsed on top of Celeste, who could only manage to move her head so that they wouldn't knock them, and then she got to see Rayner have a forceful orgasm in a way that she never had before, in a detached sort of way that was utterly fascinating before he too collapsed, although he collapsed to the side of Tellus which was where her face was. So they had them a Tellus' sandwich, but he was at least close enough that she could stretch her neck up and chuckle at him before she kissed him affectionately.

Relaxing, she glanced over at the side of Tellus' head, then back to Rayner's face. "I love you both dearly, but the extra weight on my stomach is not helping my tummy issues." She'd meant it lightly enough, she had problems with her stomach the last few days. But to Tellus it was like a bomb.

"OFF!" she barked, her voice still hoarse. She braced her arms and lifted, surprisingly carrying Rayner's weight upwards without a second thought, even after their exertion. She lifted a leg, shifting her weight, and gently deposited Rayner's slumping body over to the side of the bed, before rolling over on top of him. As tiny as she was, even with Rayner being used to metas, he was likely to be surprised.

Celeste just laughed, "It's not that big of a deal. Sheesh, Tell. Though I wouldn't mind getting out of these ropes..."

Tellus turned her head, and whispered to Rayner, making sure that Celeste wouldn't overhear, "You haven't told her?!"When Rayner just gave her a look of sheepish chagrin, she shook her head. She'd give them a week or so, then she'd tell the redhead herself, she promised mentally. Luckily, this early in the stages, it was hard to do real damage to a fetus. Feeling something poking between her legs, she laughed.

"Well, since you're up to more fun, I'd suggest go cleaning up first, Kael. After all, there are things back there that can do serious damage to a woman's lady parts if they get moved up there." It was a subtle reminder that there was a reason you were supposed to wipe front to back. Bacteria among other things. Once he'd get up, she'd curl up beside Celeste, and begin to untie her bindings and rub the circulation back into her arms. After that, the two girls snuggled closely, and Rayner would come back to find them cuddling like a pair of puppies, almost no sexual tension at all, but still two very attractive bodies intertwined on the large bed.
 
"Oop-"

Rayner was halfway up, pushing his arms against the bed to get some of the weight off of Celeste, when Tellus hit his chest in a sudden burst of superhu... well, super half-pint strength, anyway. He turned over and bounced on the bed, and let himself just sort of sprawl again, giving Tellus an amused look, one brow slightly raised as she let off the juice just as quickly as she'd turned it on and laid on him. Celeste piped in and he chuckled, closing his eyes for a deep breath before reopening them. He got a second to enjoy the moment before Tellus hissed at him, and he just had to ward her off. Her fault he hadn't, after all. Though how well Celeste would take that explanation of the delay... maybe he needed a new plan.

He hadn't even noticed the magic's effects, nor the slight heating of the onyx charm hanging around his neck, as it very frequently was, as it resisted it slightly entirely unawares and uncaring as to whether it was beneficial or otherwise. It was probably good he'd not slumped on Tellus too long for that reason- between the cord's length and him not usually full on sprawling face first on things, the charm didn't often dig into him, but it had the lance, among a few other lesser points. Who knew how Tellus would take something with its properties piercing her skin even a little. Not that it would do much to the magic it touched anyway- it wasn't much alone and, well.

Two days worth of super potency boost to top off Rayner's physique, which he survived and made a living off of conditioning for as much endurance and stamina as possible, and what was probably an overactive libido with just a little encouragement, was maybe a little excessive.

Hell, if she'd tried to cast it expecting him to run on the magic alone, it probably would have meant neither of the other two getting a chance to leave the bed for days.

"Right,"

He'd sort of known that, but more in the way that when she suggested it he was wondering why it hadn't come to mind until she mentioned it. Rayner half grinned and rolled her off of him- slipping in a tiny pinch of flesh with his teeth, and yet another little peck for Celeste- before he walked off and turned the water on.

Beyond that he was very careful to make sure he'd done a proper job, it wasn't really worth mentioning except that the water turned off and he came out again, member still hanging enlarged and halfway to hard, only to find the girls weren't taking up a come hither pose or playing around. Which was fair enough, but after Tellus had gone and given him a little tease about round two. It didn't bother him though- Tellus' seemed ungodly interested in it all, and he knew he rarely had much trouble getting Celeste to agree when he wanted a go-again. Just to keep in mind it didn't mean he was cheated for the day/night, he was more than happy to put a hand on the bed and slide himself over next to them just in cuddling, moving up to whoever was closer, on his side supported by one elbow.
 
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