White Collar Big Bang Challenge
Title: Caught In The Act
LJ Username: 2_libras
Pairing: Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 10, 581
Disclaimer: White Collar and its characters are the property of Jeff Eastin and USA Network.
Summary: Peter and Neal and Elizabeth are okay with their separate relationships, but it's even better when they find a way to all be together.
The beautiful artwork for our story by
wihluta
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"I can... liberate the art, and have it back before anyone would ever know," Neal said. "But you don't approve of that, do you?" he asked. "Because it would be the easy way..." he let one hand drop to Peter's leg, rubbing against his thigh through his pants.
Peter sighed, leaning his head back shaking his head, exasperated with the other man. "No Neal, I can't go to my boss and say 'I got the painting back, and its real, but I'm not at liberty to tell you how.' Not without putting you back in prison at the end of the conversation anyway, and we both know I'd rather not have that." He let the feeling of the other mans touch sink in and smiled slightly.
"I'd rather not have that too," Neal agreed, hand sliding between Peter's legs, tracing the shape of his mostly soft cock through his pants. He was pushing, and he knew it. But they had gone further before Peter had turned their attention back to work. If he turned it back, sometimes they had become distracted.
Peter let out a soft groan. "You're such a cocktease." He moved in and cupped Neal's cheek. "Not complaining, but you are. I'm gonna have to put you in a potato sack so I don't look at you all day."
"Like you'd be able to resist the way I wriggled in something that itchy," Neal teased. "Or that you'd be able to resist touching me to put lotion on way earlier than it should be."
Peter leaned over, kissing the other man softly. "Like you'd mind that? Lets make our way upstairs...I think I need a new set of eyes on this case that only comes from a good bout of distraction before I look at it again."
"Let's play here for a little longer. You said Elizabeth wasn't coming back for at least an hour... just a little longer. You know that when we tease it only makes it hotter..." Neal murmured.
Peter grinned. "Why don't we go onto the couch at least, so I can be closer to you then these damn kitchen chairs will let me." He stood and looked down at Neal.
"That works," Neal agreed. "You know me, I'm open to anything..." his fingers brushed gently over Peter's cock through his pants. He then stood and touched Peter's cheek. Peter guided them back to the couch, careful to avoid the table in front of it, and settled down onto it gently, pulling Neal down to him by the waist of his pants and kissing him as soon as they were eye to eye again.
"You're always right about this. Why are you always right about this?" Neal wasn't complaining in the least, his hands moving over Peter's body as he kissed him hard.
Peter laughed softly, pulling the other mans body against his own, reaching an arm around to grab Neal's ass, squeezing it and using his grip to push their hips together and grind some.
Neal gave up talking then, at least for the moment and ground against Peter. Then, with that part of him that was always on alert, he heard a key in the lock. Peter didn't seem to have heard it yet, and he thought about letting him know, but then his tongue got tangled with Peter's.
Elizabeth opened the door and walked into the hall, petting Satchmo. She could hear the dim sounds of Peter and Neal's voices, and wondered whether they were working or if it was a quieter time, if they were teasing each other perhaps. She walked into the living room and... stopped. They were teasing, certainly, but not the way she'd been thinking. She spoke softly. "I"m home."
Peter hadn't heard much of anything until he heard Satchmo's collar jingle in the happy way it did when someone he loved was at the door, followed by his wife's soft voice. He gave a sigh into Neal's mouth, guiding the other man back just enough to break the kiss. "God, El, I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be home..." He didn't push Neal away yet, waiting to see if she said she wanted the other man to leave or for them to carry on in the spare bedroom while she did her nightly routine.
"It's okay," she said softly. She hadn't seen them like this before. Not at this point. Before this... yes. After it, long after, still flushed from what they'd been doing. But not like this... and she was intrigued. "I finished a little early." She smiled. "I have good people working for me." She moved into the living room. "I think... I'm ready for the next step." She came over. Laid a hand on Peter's head and smiled at Neal. "But not here... you don't do that down here, I know." She tugged Peter's hair some, almost absentmindedly. "You okay with this?" to Neal.
"Whatever you want," Neal said, entwining his fingers with Elizabeth's in Peter's hair. "Anything you want," he said.
Peter sighed at the gentle touch followed by the tug. "Yeah, not down here...no dog noses in vital places." He smiled and leaned over to kiss her. "Are you okay with this? I don't want you to do this just on some urge and have it end up being too soon." He said softly.
"This isn't only about coming in on you now," Elizabeth answered, smiling. "I've been thinking about it for a while, I've been trying to decide when to talk about it and well... maybe talking isn't the answer?" she returned the kiss. "It feels right, for more than one reason."
"I think if we let Elizabeth tell us what she wants, we will all be fine," Neal said to Peter. "I'm pretty sure we can both handle that."
Peter nodded. "Yes...and I think it will make it easier for you, things move at your pace, remember that. We do what you want us to." He stroked Elizabeth's hair behind her ear.
"Now that's sexy," Elizabeth kissed Neal. "Not going to join you this time... I know that much. I'm not ready to go there yet... but I want to see and tell you how to make him feel good. There are ways he doesn't know work, so he couldn't have told you..."
"I look forward to learning," Neal smiled into the kiss. "May we go upstairs?"
"Yes... follow me."
Peter waited for Neal to stand, following them up the stairs quietly, his mind racing at the thought of what was coming. He'd never thought this could happen, he'd been amazed when Neal had been interested in him sexually to begin with, this only seemed a bit more surreal added to the pile. He silently counted his blessings though, and let them lead him to the bedroom.
"Not that one," Elizabeth said as Neal turned to the spare bedroom. "I do think I'll be joining you after and there's more room in our bed."
Neal looked surprised. "We... don't..." He didn't want to argue, but this...
"What I want," Elizabeth said, firmly. "You agreed." She opened the door for them. "Get in here."
Peter smiled as he saw Neal get flustered, one of the rare occasions he'd seen it and he'd embrace it while he had it. "Lady's wish is our command." Peter stepped into the bedroom and tried to figure out what to do with himself. The urge to touch Neal and the urge to touch El warring in his body and ending in him choosing not to do either until El gave them permission.
"I may just take unfair advantage of that," Elizabeth said, and kissed Peter. "But you'll love it as much as you always do."
"I think I'm going to love all of this," Neal said. "What would you like?"
"Start by getting him naked," Elizabeth answered. "You stay clothed until I say otherwise."
Peter groaned softly. "I have a feeling I'm going to end up sore tomorrow, and that's not a complaint, don't worry." He smiled. "Can I help or is he doing all of the undressing?" He glanced at El.
"Maybe," Neal said. "But being sore will be worth it, won't it? Especially if it's from us both?" He smiled at Elizabeth.
"You'll undress him when it's time," Elizabeth said.
Peter sighed, unsure of what to do with his hands for the moment. He took a breath and reminded himself silently that this was as much for her as it was for them, even if right now he wanted to rip Neal's pretty suit off and make him whimper.
"I know what you want," Neal whispered in Peter's ear. "You'll have it. Eventually. This is hot, though. Now let me undress you." He started working on Peter's shirt.
"I hope you're whispering utter filth," Elizabeth smiled. "I don't want to know the details. It's hotter to imagine."
Peter smiled, letting himself relax under Neal's touch, watching the other mans hands work. He let himself take the time to watch Neal's fingers move, suddenly craving the feeling of those fingers teasing and torturing other parts of his body.
"I don't need to ask what you're thinking with that look," El purred to her husband. "Soon. When I allow it."
"He is so expressive, isn't he?" Neal said, grinning at Peter.
Peter laughed softly. "Good to know I'm an open book to you two, fuck you don't move fast enough." He frowned at Neal.
Which of course was Neal's cue to unbutton the last one and slip the shirt off Peter's shoulders in one fluid move.
"Oh that's good," Elizabeth didn't applaud, but she was tempted. "Belt now. You have to know how to make that sound hot."
Neal grinned and unbuckled Peter's belt, then pulled it out at just the right pace.
Peter moaned at the feeling of the other man pulling his belt off. "God, this is really hot..." He smiled at El. "You're a minx when you want to be. All that good wife and sweet woman stuff is just a disguise for the little vixen inside."
"Oh please, you've known that forever," Elizabeth grinned. "But yes, this is the first time Neal's seen it... I wonder if it's a shock?"
"No," Neal grinned. "I knew there was a tigress inside you."
"Never fails to surprise me when you let it out though, and remind me how lucky I am." Peter smiled at El. "Though, I think the two of us may bring it out more than just I do alone."
"Neal needs it too," Elizabeth said. "He likes a firm hand from a woman."
"How did you know?" Neal looked shocked.
"You just told me," Elizabeth answered, her lips curving in a smirk.
"She's wicked isn't she?" Peter chuckled. "Though, I had figured as much for a while; you just seem like you'd respond well to it."
"I like her that way," Neal smiled. "And you should've been able to extrapolate," he knelt and undid the button of Peter's pants, and then the zipper, with his teeth.
"Very nice," Elizabeth praised.
Peter shuddered at that. "That's a new trick, you've been holding out on me. Gonna have to interrogate you for more of your seduction secrets." He put his hand through Neal's hair as he spoke.
"Surprises are good for you," Neal grinned. "I'll hold onto my secrets until I need to use them. You can't get them out of me."
"I bet I could," Elizabeth said. "If I asked the right way."
"I'd like to see that." Peter smiled. "Some time anyway... The idea of her using her powers of persuasion on you and pulling all of your secrets out is incredibly sexy."
"A guy has to have some secrets," Neal protested, pushing Peter's pants and underwear down to his ankles.
"I'll leave you a few," Elizabeth replied.
"I know you better then to think you'd give them all up Neal." Peter fought the urge to touch himself, the view of Neal still fully dressed and kneeling before him was almost too much.
"Oh I don't know, if it was asked the right way I might give more up," Neal mused. He looked up at Peter, tempted to kiss his cock.
"Stand up, Neal," Elizabeth said. "Peter, you'll strip him now."
Peter nodded, taking more care then he thought himself possible of with the buttons on Neal's shirt. He knew how much it frustrated the other man when he got too careless with his suits.
"That's good," Neal smiled. "Maybe we should get Elizabeth in for the times I don't want you to be careless," he teased.
"Or I could just threaten to punish him," Elizabeth offered.
"Either one of those will do just fine." He felt his body tinge pink at the thought of being punished in front of Neal.
"Maybe you could help," Elizabeth suggested to Neal. "That might be fun."
Neal smiled wickedly. "The lady's wish?"
"Right now?" Peter looked slightly surprised. "Not that I mind..."
"Not right now, you're being too good to be punished right now," Elizabeth said. "But we'll see..."
"Maybe you should be bad?" Neal suggested. "Or we can just keep going as we are." He knew that if they took a while it would be much more intense when they came.
"This...this is fine. I know I might need it later though." He glanced at El. "I am full of lust for both of you."
"I know," Elizabeth smiled. "You're so pretty when you're needy like this. Isn't he, Neal?"
"I don't get to see him like this as much as you have, usually he has me so needy I can't think," Neal admitted. "Getting to see him this way is something new."
"Don't get too used to it, I plan to use every chance to make you too needy too notice." Peter grinned at Neal.
"You know I love when you do that," Neal smiled. "I wouldn't mind if you both got me that way very soon."
"We'll see," Elizabeth smiled. "I just like watching you both... we'll work on the details soon."
Peter nodded. "As fast as you like it." He gave El a tender smile. "I am such a lucky man."
"You really are," Neal said, smiling at them both. "Having a wonderful wife, who gets you like Elizabeth does."
"And he's lucky to have you too," Elizabeth said. "And I'm lucky to have you in my life."
"One day soon, I will show you both how lucky I am." He smiled. "One inch of skin at a time."
"Sounds wonderful," Elizabeth said, smiling. "You will do that, and so well, I know."
"Can't wait," Neal turned to Elizabeth. "Please, may I touch him?"
"Of course," Elizabeth nodded. "Above the waist."
Peter smiled at the instruction, shutting his eyes to let himself be surprised by the other mans touch.
"Can't let you have everything at once," Elizabeth chuckled and sat back.
Neal shrugged. She was right. He ran his fingers over Peter's nipples, slowly.
Peter let out a soft sigh, his head tilting back as he did. "That's nice... you know I like that..."
"The way you react, of course he does," Elizabeth teased.
"I bet she uses her teeth, doesn't she?" Neal asked. "Like I do?"
"She does... she's more tender then you are. Most of the time, anyway. Once in a while she'll get rough." Peter tried hard to keep his hands at his sides. "Can I touch him back?"
"Yes," Elizabeth nodded. She smiled. "Maybe I'll get rough with you more."
"I'd love to watch that," Neal said. "Or even listen to Peter tell me about it."
Peter smiled, running his hands down Neal's chest gently. "I figured you would. And I'm sure eventually you'll get the chance."
"I hope so," Neal shivered. "God, every time you touch me, I react."
"It's lovely to see... even after all these years he affects me, so I'm glad he affects you... it's a good sign," Elizabeth said.
Peter gave a soft smile and shook his head. "I might be good at touching but I don't think I'm swoon worthy..." He grazed his thumbs over Neal's nipples gently.
"You have no idea how gorgeous you are," Neal answered, moaning. "None at all. If it wasn't so endearing, I'd want to get your eyes examined."
"I know what you mean," Elizabeth said. "He needs to know how beautiful he is."
Peter laughed softly, leaning in to take one of Neal's nipples into his mouth, sucking it gently before giving it a light nip.
"Fuck... that's good," Neal shivered. "Love your mouth."
"Oh yes, his mouth is amazing," Elizabeth agreed. "Maybe I'll let him suck on you later."
"Please," Neal begged, as shamelessly as he ever had to Peter.
Elizabeth flushed deep red. "That's one way to get a yes... probably."
"She always has been fond of being asked very nicely..." Peter moved to the other side of Neal's chest, repeating the brutal teasing on the opposite side.
"You know how good you are at it too," Elizabeth said. "God, he's so gorgeous naked. Both of you are."
"Thank you," Neal murmured, a little focused on Peter.
Peter slipped his hands up, cupping Neal's chin and pulling away to kiss his way up Neal's neck. "I can't wait to be inside you..." He murmured, "Or feel you inside me...I won't feel complete till then..."
Neal smiled. "I've never heard you say it like that..." he stroked long fingers over Peter's neck, feeling his pulse. "I like it."
Elizabeth just watched for now. Words from her weren't needed. Not right now.
Peter smiled gently, kissing the other man softly and nipping his lower lip. "I'm not usually the talking type...by now I'd have you naked and probably have your cock in my mouth. I'm not this patient unless I'm under strict orders."
"Then we definitely need Elizabeth around more, because I want to get used to hearing you say things like that," Neal replied.
"Whenever we can. And maybe I can give Peter orders for when I can't be there. I'm sure you'd tell me if he failed to follow them," Elizabeth said.
"I'd expect it. Though like Neal says, he's good at keeping a secret." Peter smiled, leaning in to kiss the side of the other mans neck, grazing the skin there with his teeth just barely.
"Oh but only from... fuck..." Neal had meant to say something, he really had. But of course he was speechless when Peter kissed him like that.
"He does steal words when he does that, doesn't he?" Elizabeth asked, smiling.
"God El, I want to touch him more...want to show you how beautiful he looks when he's losing control." He said softly.
"You can. I just want you both to show me how you are when you're together," she said, softly. "I'll tell you if I want to see something more, but I want you to touch each other like you would if I was still out."
Neal immediately wrapped his fingers around Peter's cock and stroked, hard, the way he knew Peter loved.
Peter let out a soft growl. "Fuck... you're enjoying taking me by surprise." He smirked, using his body weight to push Neal back into the nearest wall and kissing him roughly.
"I always have," "Neal murmured, loving the feel of Peter against him. "Just in different ways." He moaned into the kiss. "How do you want me?"
Elizabeth was curious too, wondering what Peter would want. If it would resemble how he was with her in any way or be uniquely Neal. Or maybe something of both.
Peter reached between them and gave Neal's hardness a rough grope. "I want you to tell me, do you want to be fucked... do you want your cock inside me?" He said softly. "Tell me Neal..."
"Fuck... you know how I am about deciding this," Neal whimpered. He knew he was being just a little bratty but he also knew Peter liked it.
Elizabeth would have laughed but she wanted to be a presence, not interfere. She knew, though. And she knew how Peter would react.
"I'm fucking you then, since you're too distracted to focus." He stroked the other man's cock again roughly. "And you'll fuck me next time. That's a promise because I fucking want this in me soon."
"I'm not that distracted," Neal said. "And if you want my cock, it would be entirely my pleasure to give it to you," he growled softly. "But if you want to be in me, well, you know I'm not going to argue..."
Elizabeth wondered if he used that kind of distracting language on marks, and slid a hand between her legs, not pushing, just stimulating some.
"No you won't...I know you love that..." Peter spun them, walking Neal back toward the bed. "You ready to land yourself in my bed properly?" He asked, half teasing and half seriously, giving Neal's hair a gentle tug right at the nape of his neck as he nipped his way along the other mans jaw.
"More ready than I've been for anything since you asked me if I was ready the first time," Neal's answer was completely serious and he moaned softly as Peter's lips touched him.
"So beautiful," Elizabeth said softly. "You really are..." it wasn't that she hadn't known that Peter would have to be in love to be with Neal, but seeing it was different.
Peter smiled at Elizabeth. "Say that later when we're sweaty and taking up too much room on the bed." Peter teased softly, his eyes drinking in El as he spoke. "You're radiant..." He pushed Neal back onto the bed, letting his eyes shift to Neal then, looking him over pressed against the sheets of his own bed. "Both of you are." He said softly.
"You sure you don't want to let me do the work?" Neal asked softly, stroking down Peter's chest, seeing the look in his eyes. "I'm up for it. Literally," he smirked.
"I'd like to watch Peter," Elizabeth said. "Really see how he is with you, Neal."
"I can't say no to both of you," Neal said softly.
"No... its only fitting, first time in my own bed I should be catching you..." He slipped a hand down and tugged Neal's balls gently. "Maybe if I pin you down hard enough you won't run again..."
"But you'll be pitching me,' Neal teased, even though he knew what Peter meant. "No running, not from you. Not from this... even more than the walls of a prison, you have me. Forever."
"We couldn't want more," Elizabeth said.
Peter leaned in and kissed Neal deeply, his hips rocking against Neal's, rubbing their lengths together as he did, his hands slid down Neal's sides and as he pulled away he hooked Neal's knees with his fingertips, guiding them up gently so he could push them to Neal's chest, smiling down at Neal. "Gotta get you ready for my cock."
Neal pulled his legs up a little more and sighed. "Yes, god, please, baby."
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, and kept watching.
Peter pulled back some, looking down at Neal's hole before leaning in and running his tongue over it gently, teasing with his tongue.
It wasn't unknown, or even especially unexpected, but it was unusual for them, not something they had done a lot, and Neal was moaning the moment Peter''s tongue touched him. "God, yes, more... need more of that."
"His tongue is wonderful," Elizabeth agreed, fascinated by this, something Peter had never done with her, she'd never wanted, wasn't sure she did now, but Neal's reaction was amazing.
Peter smiled at Neal's reaction, pressing his hips upward to get a better angle and licking again but harder, pressing the tip of his tongue inside.
"Oh... oh god," Neal whimpered and writhed for Peter, hips moving up against Peter, half-speechless with need, moans coming from his lips.
Elizabeth smiled, and just watched this, fascinated by Neal's reactions.
Peter licked his finger then, pressing it inside slowly, continuing to lick the other mans opening as he started to thrust into him with his finger.
"Peter, god, so good, feels so much more intense," Neal moaned the words gently. "Need you so bad."
"You'll have him soon," Elizabeth said. "So soon, and he's so good."
"When I've got someone as sexy as you two to work with, I've got a lot of inspiration to be good..." He smiled, reaching for the bedside table, and pulling out the lube he kept there, setting it beside Neal so it would be there when he needed it. "Sound so fucking hot when you come undone."
"You're good on your own," Elizabeth said. She still had her clothes on, but it felt right. She would probably come, somehow, and soon, but she didn't want it to be about her.
"You make me come undone," Neal answered. "You're so amazing. Both of you, having you in my life..."
"And we're not going anywhere...." Peter smiled up at him, "Do you want more in your ass... more fingers I mean... need more?"
"Please," Neal begged softly. "Stretch me open, make me ready for you, so we can show Elizabeth how hot we are together."
"You're doing a good job of that already," Elizabeth said.
Peter nodded, grabbing the lube and coating his fingers, pressing two inside this time and watching the other mans face for reaction. "You are so tight...I don't know how I fit inside you." He pumped his fingers then.
"Always do," Neal smiled. "You know just how to get me ready so that you fit perfectly," he whispered.
That made Elizabeth smile and she watched the way Peter prepared Neal carefully.
Peter added more lube to his fingers and pressed in a third very slowly, letting the other man adjust and feel all of it. "I want to make sure you get off just as hard as I do... fuck your face is so hot when you stretch for me."
"I will, you know I will, always do," Neal smiled. "You are so good at this... makes me want to thank every other person you've ever been with for making you this good."
"You're welcome from this one," Elizabeth couldn't help speaking up to that one. "Not that I'm the ONLY one."
"No, you're not, but you're definitely the most important." Peter smiled at El. "God my cock aches for you, do you think that's enough lube? I need to be inside you..."
"That's right," Neal nodded. He knew he was important too, and it never hurt him that Elizabeth was first. He smiled. "I think so, and I'm aching to feel you too, so much."
"And you're the one he asked me could he have, knowing I might say no, or even leave," Elizabeth said. "That says a lot about your importance too, Neal."
Peter nodded. "You two are very much equal in how much I care about you..." He worded it carefully, not wanting to give too much to the other man just yet and silently disliking how awkward he sounded holding things inside.
Elizabeth knew, though, they'd discussed this long before Neal had known, or before he'd known that it was possible at least. She didn't say anything, though.
"Thank you," Neal said, and spread his legs for Peter. "Please. In me..." he needed Peter. If it was to be assured on the physical level, that was not as strong as his need.
Peter nodded, shifting his weight and coating his cock in lube. "I know you've got an audience, but don't hold back, I love it when you're unbridled." He said softly, pushing the head of his cock against the other mans opening to tease him.
Neal wasn't sure he'd have been able to hold back if Peter had wanted him to. He pushed up, hard, drawing Peter's cock in slightly. "I want you in me," he said, a shade below demandingly.- he knew the line and could go right up to it without crossing over.
Elizabeth was flushed and watching intently. It was so hot.
Peter slipped himself in then, slowly, letting himself absorb the feeling of the other man tight around him. "Fuck..."
"You feel amazing," Neal said. "Always do, but more this time, somehow."
Elizabeth couldn't help wondering if it was because she was there.
"Yeah, its different here...feels more...final." He smiled slightly. "Like this is me claiming you, really claiming you." He pushed in fully and gasped softly.
"Full claim," Neal said. "No going back, even if I wanted to. I'm yours... both of you," looking over at Elizabeth. "Always."
That was new, and Elizabeth liked it. "Yes... I'll claim you soon too..." she knew she would.
"And then it will be my turn to watch and enjoy." Peter smiled at the thought, thrusting into the other man slowly.
"Why is you watching almost as hot as this?" Neal groaned.
"Because you like being watched, clearly," Elizabeth smiled. "Do you like to watch, too? Would you like to watch me thrust into Peter, or see him take me like he takes you?"
"Oh god, yes," Neal groaned. "Please?"
"As needy as he is we might have to tie down his wrists to get that far." He smiled at Neal. "Make sure you do nothing but watch us, keep you focused."
"He'll be allowed to come, if we don't put something on him to stop it. But he won't be able to encourage it," Elizabeth flushed deep red at the mental images.
"I'll probably come from watching you both..." Neal said. "If I'm allowed to."
"It would be so hot to know you came just looking at us." Peter moaned softly. "God...this is all so sexy." He leaned in to kiss Neal again brutally.
"I would, you know," Neal groaned. "Watching you, seeing how you are with her... fuck that's sexy too."
"We'll let him come," Elizabeth said. "Maybe say he has to come that way, even..."
"Either come without us touching you or you don't get to come at all. How cruel is it that I find that hot as hell?" Peter thrusted deep.
"Fuck! Oh god, yes, fuck me like that," Neal groaned. "It's cruel but you know I find you that hot, so it isn't... not really..."
Elizabeth agreed. "He wouldn't be able to help himself. He'd come."
"You like me deep inside you?" Peter pulled out and slammed in again. "Fuck, you're tight around my cock, it's amazing."
"Of course I do, I love your cock, would have it in me all the time if I could," Neal answered, feeling himself sink into a place he'd never found. "Want to belong to you."
Elizabeth bit her lip. "You can." Softly. "Claim him, Peter. He wants to be yours so badly... say the words."
"You're mine...." Peter smiled, thrusting harder. "You belong to me because I love you...and I won't let you run again." He gasped as his hips slammed into Neal's.
"Yours," Neal was pushing back, groaning, and feeling so right, more right than he ever had. "Peter... Elizabeth... yours... even if we don't... always yours."
Elizabeth smiled, she hadn't expected that. "We'll figure all that out but I do want to someday..."
"That's gonna be so beautiful. You bent for her and panting." Peter slammed in harder. "She's good at it too."
"We might show him when he gets to watch us," Elizabeth smiled. "Show him what he's in for."
"I'll take anything to belong to you," Neal groaned. "Know you won't push me more than I need..."
Peter tried to ignore the fact that Neal hadn't said the words back, but the lack of response was too much for him. "Why do you belong to me, Neal?" He asked softly.
"Because I love you; because you understand me, and trust me, and are taking me even more into your life," he answered. "I should have said that first, but I do, I love you Peter."
Elizabeth smiled. "I distracted him, he does love you. I can see it in his eyes."
Peter smiled slightly. "That's better, don't give me a reason to punish you." He teased softly.
"Maybe I want to be?" Neal teased back but he relaxed, sighing happily and pushing back against Peter.
"Not yet," Elizabeth said. "Not unless you want me to as well... Peter will tell you how hard I can hit."
"She packs a good punch boy, I wouldn't wanna piss her off." He laughed.
Neal shivered. "Oh but I'd like that... not as punishment but just... and... Sir... if you call me that again I might come."
"That might be arranged, but you have to be good for Peter," Elizabeth said.
"You like that...I'll remember that." Peter smiled, leaning in to nip at Neal's shoulder. "I'm sure I could give her a reason to beat you up any time you wanted." He purred into Neals ear. "My boy.."
"I better have permission to come," Neal groaned as he exploded. "I did warn you, Sir..." he could feel his muscles clamp down on Peter's cock.
"You did warn him," Elizabeth agreed. "And you're so lovely when you come, I'm sure Peter won't mind."
Peter shuddered, pressing deep into Neal to hold himself back from coming at the muscles contracting around him. "Fuck...god I love how that feels." He groaned. "Not mad....fuck....how do you want me to come...in you? On you? Your mouth?" He pumped a few times, leaning in to lick up one of the drops of Neal's come that had flown up Neal's chest the furthest and groaning at the taste.
"Let... Elizabeth choose?" Neal groaned. "If that's okay?"
"I want to see you come over his face," Elizabeth said. "Show me how he looks wearing your come, baby."
"Fuck that's hot..." Peter thrusted once more before pulling out and crawling up along Neal's face. "Fuck your lips are hot..." Peter pressed the head of his cock against them. "Just looking at them makes my cock ache."
Neal sucked lightly on the head. "Your cock makes my lips tingle," he teased lightly. "In the best ways."
"You two are adorable," Elizabeth said.
Peter pressed into the other mans mouth slightly, groaning at the feeling. "Fuck, that won't take long to make me come...can't wait to paint you for her."
Neal sucked harder, his eyes pleading as hard as his lips sucked.
"I can't wait to see you paint him, he's so pretty. Maybe you can get him to share some with you," Elizabeth said.
"Fuck yes..." Peter groaned, his hips twitching as he pulled away, his body spasming as he came across the other man's face. He let out a long moan as his thighs trembled, his orgasm rolling through him hard and fast.
"God, yes," Neal groaned, the warmth splashing onto his face and body making him groan again. "God... love this."
"I didn't think it was possible for you two to look more amazing," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter leaned forward, bracing a hand on the bed and panting. "God...came so hard for you two..." He shuddered, shifting so he could lean down and give Neal's cheek a gentle lick.
"You're so beautiful when you come like that," Elizabeth smiled.
Neal ran his fingers through the come on his other cheek and pressed them to Peter's lips.
Peter lapped at them before sucking them into his mouth, groaning around them. "Fucking amazing..." He said as he let them slip from his mouth.
"You really are," Neal sighed happily and leaned up to kiss Peter. "Even more so now I belong to you completely."
"He's really good at claiming," Elizabeth agreed with Neal.
Peter smiled at Neal. "I really like how it sounds when you say that..." He lifted his eyes to El then. "Did you come sweetie?"
"No, but I will," Elizabeth smiled. "This didn't feel like it was about me... and you know I'm not one to deny myself in any way."
Neal nodded, he got why she hadn't yet.
Peter studied her for a moment, a small smile creeping over his lips. "Can I help?"
"You know the answer to that is always yes," she answered.
"I can not imagine the answer ever being no," Neal smiled.
"There has been a time or two that she's made me watch because I did something to get her irritated." Peter smiled.
"Well, yes, but that's when you've been bad. You haven't been bad tonight," Elizabeth replied.
"I so want to see what he's like when he's been bad," Neal said. "I can't imagine it."
"She can be quite brutal when she wants to be." He smiled, leaning in to give Neal a light kiss before pulling away and slipping off of the bed. "How do you want me to help? Fingers or mouth? Or both?" He crawled over to Elizabeth then.
"My but that's a lovely sight," Elizabeth said. "Always is, but freshly fucked by Neal is somehow even hotter."
"Well, thank you," Neal said. "Tell him how he can help?" He was surprised how easily he had fallen into the role of observer but he knew neither he nor Peter was going to be capable of more for a while.
"Nice, and yes, you can," Elizabeth said to Neal.
Peter gave El's ankle a gentle touch, smiling up at her then looking over at Neal. "Okay boss, its your turn. Tell me what to do to her."
"Now that's a lovely idea," Neal smiled. "Okay... get her skirt off, first."
"Good idea, then he can see more," she said.
Peter smiled, reaching up to check where the zipper was, hoping it wasn't in the back and being happily surprised at his luck when he found it on the side. "Lift your hips honey, let me pull this down." He pulled the zipper down as he spoke, waiting for her to do as he asked before pulling the cloth down and tossing it to the floor.
She smiled. "You're so good at this." They weren't often in this position, so it was new for them too.
"I"m going to guess you took the underwear off after you got home," Neal teased.
"Fuck....please Neal...tell me what I can do." He said softly. "So frustrating knowing I can't touch her."
"I know, and you can. Use your hands," Neal said. "Touch her the way you always do, but show me how. You can come over here... if you want to."
"That might be easier," Elizabeth said. "In a moment. I need your touch now."
Peter smiled, slipping his fingers up thigh, gently teasing her inner thigh with his blunt nails. "You're so beautiful..." He said softly.
"You are too, and I think you may be even more beautiful with Neal, because I get to watch," she smiled softly. "I love you..."
Neal smiled too. "You're both amazing and I love you. I'm not in love with you yet, Elizabeth, but I love you."
"Me too," she said, smiling. "I get you. Oh..." Peter had reminded her that he was there.
Peter smiled at her reaction, pushing his fingers between her thighs. They teased the outside of her folds lightly, his thumb barely grazing her clit.
"See how close watching you has me?" Elizabeth smiled. "How good you both are?"
"Is she very close Peter? Can she come more than once? If she can, make her come fast, then bring her over here so I can watch you do it slower," Neal said.
"She can, and she does, every time." Peter smiled up at her, pressing a finger inside with a moan. "You are so wet for us."
"How could I not be?" Elizabeth gasped, moaning herself. "How could you two not make me wet and so turned on I almost come?"
"Keep going, Peter," Neal said. "She's wonderful."
"She is, isn't she?" Peter smiled, leaning in to nip at the inside of her thigh. "You don't get my mouth till the bed, so hurry babe." He pressed his fingers in deep.
"Like it'll even take long," Elizabeth gasped. "You know just how to get me there, baby."
"That's because he's so good at it, isn't it?" Neal asked, smiling.
"This is one thing I'll never fight you on complimenting me on." Peter smiled, starting to thrust his wrist a bit, driving his fingers deeper and his thumb into El's clit as he did. "Show me how much you like it..."
"Fuck, yes," she groaned, pushing against him, feeling her walls start to ripple as her clit throbbed and she came, harder than she'd thought she would, harder than she usually did just from his fingers.
"Beautiful," Neal smiled. "Good job, Peter..."
Peter rubbed her through her orgasm, letting her hips settle before pulling his hand away looking up at her. "Bed, as soon as you can move..."
"We could say now but I suppose it would be a little pointless," Neal grinned.
"So pointless, completely without point," Elizabeth agreed. "No point at all..."
Peter smiled. "She's usually pretty immobile for a minute after she comes. Which is kinda fun when I'm having my way with her." He teased, licking his fingers as he looked up at her.
"I always knew you liked that for a reason," she teased. "I think I can move again now." She held out a hand. "Help me up."
"She's even cute when she's demanding, no wonder you love her so much," Neal teased.
Peter stood and took her hand, guiding her up and leading her to the bed to lay down beside Neal.
Neal leaned over and kissed her, unable to resist. "You're amazing."
"So are you," she said, curling her fingers in his hair. "I've wanted to do that since before you and Peter..."
Peter smiled at that. "You should've asked. I would've let you."
"It never felt right until now, like this," she answered.
"I know what you mean," Neal said. "But maybe we should have."
"Don't regret what you haven't done when you can do it," Elizabeth said.
Peter smiled at them. "Kiss her again, kiss her long and slow, I've got something else I want to do." Peter crawled between El's legs then, spreading them as far as they could go comfortably.
"And he's REALLY good at it,' Elizabeth stage-whispered to Neall, helping Peter as much as she could.
Neal laughed and kissed her again, touching her almost reverently.
Peter smiled up at them, leaning in to lick her thigh first, then the other, before grazing his tongue gently along her folds.
"You're so good," Elizabeth moaned. "Know just where I need you...."
Neal smiled. "I'll know too someday..."
"You will," she stroked his cheek.
Peter sighed against her skin, loving the taste of her, his tongue probing deeper and grazing her clit lightly.
"God, that's good, baby," Elizabeth sighed. "So good with your mouth, it's no wonder you were so insane over it earlier," she smiled at Neal.
"He's good at everything but his mouth is just amazing," Neal agreed.
"She knows it too...if my cock was in her she'd have come three times all ready." He teased, pushing a finger inside her to rub gently at the sensitive spot there.
"This is true as well," Elizabeth sighed. "But your tongue is so good... fuck..." she felt another orgasm ripple through her. "God..."
"You're so pretty when you come," Neal said.
"Isn't she though?" Peter grinned. "I love how hot she looks when she's writhing for me."
"Oh yes," Neal agreed. "I've always thought she was beautiful of course. If only abstractly at first."
"Thank you," she said to Neal.
"No thank you for me for making you come? Maybe you're not coming hard enough." He started to thrust his fingers, pressing his tongue harder against her clit.
"He always gets so... competitive," she whispered to Neal, then groaned. "Oh god, thank you baby..."
Neal chuckled, he liked watching them together almost as much as participating.
Peter laughed against her thigh, slipping down to lick around his fingers for a moment, before coming back up to focus on her clit again. "You make me this way...want to be perfect for you."
"I don't want perfect," Elizabeth said. "Perfect is boring. I want you, the way you are."
"That is the sweetest thing I've heard in a long time," Neal smiled.
Peter licked her clit firmly then, groaning softly. "I wish I could fuck you babe, but I'm still recovering...maybe a toy?" He looked up his body at her, speaking between the flicks of his tongue.
"I do too, but I understand... I do have to have one advantage," she teased. "That would be wonderful, though... Neal, if you'll reach into that drawer? Whichever one you find first would be fine," she smiled.
Neal nodded, rolling over - and giving Elizabeth a rather delicious view of his ass - and pulling out the first cock shaped toy he found. He handed it to Peter.
Peter smiled up at her. "This one is about the size of Neal's cock..." He looked it over. "Who knew we were getting ourselves ready?" He teased her opening with the toy gently.
"We've been getting ourselves ready for Neal for longer than we've had this one," Elizabeth answered, smiling. "Oh... that's good..."
Neal still blushed, though he wasn't sure himself which part it was that made him redden. Maybe both.
Peter reached out and combed his fingers through Neal's hair. "Don't think for a moment that every lurid thought I had about you wasn't whispered into El's ear..."
"Every one, and I had a few of my own," Elizabeth murmured. "Lots of them involving you bending for me..."
"God, yes," Neal groaned. "I'd do that... hell, I'd offer it right now if I were capable."
"Oh I want you at full power when she fucks you. I want to see you lose control for her." He smiled as he spoke. "And I'm willing to bet it's going to be fodder for filthy thoughts for years." He pressed the toy into her slowly then, letting her feel it stretch her out.
"God, I know," Neal said. "I want to be fully able to appreciate it all."
"He is so big," Elizabeth said. "I want him to... god... like this, with you right next to him... soon..."
"I know he is babe...the first time he fucked me it felt amazing." He smiled up at Elizabeth. "Can't wait to show you that too."
"Looking forward to it," Neal said. "So much."
"Probably not as much as I am," Elizabeth sighed, loving the way Peter was stroking just right. "Maybe I'll put this on and we'll both be inside you. Would you like that, Neal?"
"Oh my god, yes," Neal said, enthusiastically.
Peter sighed happily. "She's got such a dirty mind in that pretty little head. Such a turn on." He started to thrust the toy into her slowly.
"That's because you both inspire dirty thoughts," Elizabeth said. "Peter knows me so well and it's still amazing and you, Neal? You're new and exciting for us both."
"That's good," Neal smiled. "I like that and I want us all to get where you two are, but not to rush it."
"You've always been a bit dirty minded. Don't blame that on us..." Peter teased, thrusting the toy in steadily now, not hard or fast enough to make her come, just letting it build.
"Oh I know, but inspiration.... well, inspiration happens," Elizabeth said, not really able to think of a better argument right then.
"You're both very inspirational, I'll say that," Neal grinned.
"Thank you Neal..." He smiled at the other man giving the toy a rough thrust in before returning to his teasing pace. "I love making this last...drives her crazy, and I can do it all day."
"Unless of course I beg you to make it faster, which I am not doing yet," Elizabeth said.
"You beg?" Neal was just a little surprised.
"I would beg for you if you got me ready the right way," Elizabeth said. "Or Peter could get me that way...."
"She gets in her moods where she needs to be teased, to be worked into a frenzy." Peter smiled. "And I know just how to take care of her with these toys. Usually if I am fucking her I come too soon, at least as far as i'm concerned."
"Yet another advantage to having you both," Elizabeth mused, rolling her hips forward.
"I was just thinking that... it would be so hot to serve you like that."
"I totally agree...be so sexy to have you do what I wanted, direct your movements to make sure she came hard, and once you were done that I'd take my turn." Peter smiled up at El. "Sound good to you honey?"
"Having you both in any way sounds just about perfect," Elizabeth answered, her voice lowering as she got more turned on.
"I feel that way, too," Neal said. "It's all good but there are some things that sound that little bit better too," he smiled.
"A little bit more intense too." Peter smiled, teasing her clit with his thumb. "Do you see how well her body responds? So sexy." Peter glanced at Neal.
"She's pretty much the perfect woman, with just enough flaws to make her that much more interesting," Neal said.
"God, Peter, you are so amazing," Elizabeth sighed. "You make me feel so good baby."
"Is it okay if Neal touches your breasts while I do this? I know how much that drives you crazy?" Peter sped the toy up just slightly.
"Oh yes,' Elizabeth nodded. She pulled Neal down for a kiss. "I know you won't mind," she said as she let him go.
"I was only waiting to be sure it would be okay," Neal smiled. He stroked the soft skin and smiled as Elizabeth moaned.
Peter watched them and leaned in, licking at her again, just barely, not wanting to drive her over just yet. He made the strokes of the toy a bit harder and faster though, wanting to keep her just a second away.
"He knows.... god, knows just how to drive me so crazy, and so do you," Elizabeth sighed happily, stroking Neal's hair.
"Because we want you to feel good," Neal smiled.
"God yes we do..." Peter murmured against her skin, thrusting the toy fast now. "Come for me baby..."
Neal bit down, just lightly, on Elizabeth's nipple, teasing it a little with his teeth.
Elizabeth let herself fall into the orgasm, moaning and writhing for Peter and Neal, knowing they were both watching her and loving that they were.
Peter groaned as he lapped at her gently. Pulling the toy out and letting her body rest as she came down from her trembling. "Is that enough baby? Do you need more?"
"I think that's enough for now," Elizabeth answered, smiling gently. "More would make me sore... I don't want that."
"I know what you mean," Neal held her too, stroked her hair and kissed her gently. "Just rest."
Peter scooted up, setting the toy on the table beside the bed and rolling to look down at El, pressing a soft kiss to the round of her cheek. "I can watch you forever..."
"I know that," Elizabeth smiled, turning to kiss him fully. "You are... everything." She smiled. "God... I love you."
"You're both wonderful," Neal said. "I could watch you both forever too..."
"This is good," Elizabeth laughed softly.
Peter nodded, reaching out and pulling Neal's face to his own for a long lazy kiss. "Should we rest?" He asked them both, as happy about everything as he was, the next move was completely vague to him.
"I need to," Elizabeth said. "But I don't think Neal would be very comfortable resting right now...."
Neal flushed. "I just... watching you both got me hard again."
"You're such a fucking kid in some ways." Peter said, his smile betraying that any anger was false. "Since El's all tired out, looks like you get me again...darn."
"His youth is one of the good things about him," Elizabeth said. "And good, I like to watch you."
Neal flushed. "I'm sorry... feel like a kid sometimes but you make me this way," he pointed out.
"Well, what do you want?" Peter reached out and ran a teasing touch down the other mans chest. "And it is a good thing... honestly."
"I know, but I feel like such a kid sometimes," Neal said, again. "I... god. You?"
Elizabeth smiled. "How about you use your mouth, baby? Unless of course you could manage to fuck him..."
"I don't think I could get hard enough too..." Peter frowned. "You want my mouth? Or do you want to fuck me?"
Neal's eyes widened. They hadn't done that very much. "You're sure?"
"I want to see that," Elizabeth said.
"Yeah...I'll be sensitive, since I just came but I want El to see..." Peter smiled at the other man. "And I'll probably get hard enough to come again with you inside me."
"I'll be careful," Neal promised, kissing the corner of Peter's mouth softly. "Don't want to hurt you."
"You won't, I know you can be gentle," Elizabeth smiled.
Neal nodded and started to prepare Peter gently.
Peter sighed, leaning back against the pillows beside El. "Just when you start, I should be fine once you're in. Its getting there that's going to be the interesting part." He let his eyelids droop at the sensation.
"I know," Neal nodded. "So tight," he murmured, using his fingers gently.
"He is, I always tell him that," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter groaned softly, giving his cock a teasing stroke. "You two comparing notes should not be hot..."
"But it is, isn't it?" Elizabeth smirked. "Because you love being the centre of attention."
Neal slid another finger in and licked the head of Peter's cock, gently.
"God Neal...I'm still so sensitive from being inside you...your mouth feels like so much." He shuddered.
"Mmm," Neal smiled. "I will be gentle, baby."
"He is so beautiful when he's sensitive," Elizabeth said.
Peter smiled at that. "She really enjoys teasing me after I've come...knowing how much it drives me crazy."
"Well, that's hot," Neal said, and he moved back, kissing the head of Peter's cock again, then lining up to slide his cock into Peter. He took it slowly.
"I was right, this is hot," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter let his head roll back, his face twinging just slightly as he was filled. "Oh fuck Neal...fuck..." He moaned.
"You feel... god, so amazing," Neal groaned. "So right..."
"You look so good, both of you," Elizabeth said.
Peter reached out, finding El's hand and knitting their fingers together as his body tried to relax around Neal. "You... fuck you feel bigger every time..." His eyes made their way up to Neal as he spoke.
"I don't really grow," he murmured, smiling. "But I know what you mean. You do too."
"Mmm," Elizabeth just smiled too. "Love knowing you know this."
"Fuck El...he feels amazing. Like he's stretching me right in half and its the best stretch of my life." Peter shuddered, his body finally starting to melt around the hardness.
"Mmmm, that's so hot," Elizabeth said. "I can't wait to feel him."
"You will," Neal promised. He loved the way Peter felt around him. "My god, you're amazing."
"We're amazing...all of us together..." Peter smiled slightly, biting his lip then. "Try thrusting...let me see how it feels."
Neal thrust in gently, not wanting to do it too hard.
"That's good," Elizabeth said.
Peter gasped and arched, his fingers tightening on El's. "Oh god Neal..."
"You okay?" Neal checked, he was pretty sure, but he didn't want to hurt Peter.
"He's fine," Elizabeth said.
Peter gave a dazed smile and nodded. "Go on...fuck..." He licked his lips.
Suddenly, Neal stopped. "Beg."
Elizabeth laughed delightedly. "Go on, baby."
"Please Neal, let me feel you..." Peter almost glowered, hating the fact that he needed it badly enough to beg for it.
Neal grinned, there was quite possibly nothing so hot as Peter begging, but he thrust his hips, pushing in harder again.
"See, begging gets rewards," Elizabeth teased.
"Fuck yes...please more...feels so good." He shuddered, suddenly forgetting that the begging hadn't been his idea in the first place.
"Of course," Neal smiled. He looked over at Elizabeth. "I think he's begged so well, he deserves my hand too, don't you?"
"He has," Elizabeth nodded.
Neal wrapped his fingers around Peter's cock and moved in time with his thrusts inside Peter.
Peter groaned loudly, writhing into the other mans grip. "Thank you..." He moaned. "Your hand feels so good."
"I'm glad it feels good, baby," Neal murmured. He loved the feel of Peter's cock swelling in his hand.
"You two just look so hot together," Elizabeth smiled.
"It feels fucking amazing." He groaned, smiling at Elizabeth as he spoke.
"I'm glad, baby," she said. "I love watching you feel good. Both of you."
"He does," Neal smiled. "He feels so good. Are you getting close, baby?" he asked Peter.
Peter nodded quickly, murmuring. "Can't help it...feels so good and so damn right." He sighed.
"I know, baby," Neal said. "I'm close too, it's okay...."
"It is okay, you won't be able to hold back too long," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter rolled his hips slightly, yelping softly at the feeling of the other man sinking deeper inside of him. "Not long...but enough...fuck."
"I don't think I've ever been this deeply inside you," Neal groaned softly.
"He feels wonderful, doesn't he?" Elizabeth asked Neal. "I only know this with my fingers but he's so tight and hot, it's wonderful."
"It is," Neal agreed, moaning.
"So deep baby...never been like this before." He gripped at the sheet and shuddered. "Feels like its meant to be this way."
"It is, I think you had to wait for me to be here," Elizabeth said. "So beautiful, both of you."
Neal moaned. "God I feel so good, you both make me feel amazing."
Peter arched his back, lifting himself slowly and pressing his back to Neal's chest.
Neal steadied Peter, slowing his thrusts so Peter could rise up, his hands tight on Peter's body to make sure he only felt pleasure.
"So hot," Elizabeth sighed. "God, it's a whole new aspect to see him this way."
"I'm glad," Neal smiled.
Peter whimpered softly, arching and writhing. "Fuck Neal... so good... my god."
"I know baby, and you feel so fucking good around my cock, so good I don't know how I'm going to stand it much longer without coming," Neal growled softly into Peter's ear.
"I want to see that too," Elizabeth said. "Watch you both come this way.
Peter gasped softly, reaching a hand back to grip Neal's hair and moan. "Fuck me hard now... make me come... push it out of me."
"Yes, god, I'm going to make you come so hard, baby," Neal said. "Make you come all over my hand. Maybe Elizabeth will clean it up for us..."
"Just maybe," Elizabeth smiled. "Would you like me to lick you clean, baby?"
"Yes El...please...want to feel your tongue...driving me crazy." He moaned. "God it will feel so good."
"I know," Elizabeth said. "Maybe I'll clean Neal's hand too."
"I would love that,' Neal groaned, not sure how much the groan came from how Peter felt and how much came from the mental images of Elizabeth licking his hand.
Peter shuddered. "One day I'd like to have you suck me off while he does this...It would probably take all of 30 seconds between you, but my god would that be intense."
"God, yes, you'd be so beautiful between us even if it was short," Neal murmured into Peter's ear. "Intense and short is so good, too, baby."
"Pity we didn't think of that earlier... oh you were too sensitive," she reminded them. "Still, would have been interesting..." she knew he was too close for it to happen now.
"It will be interesting...fuck..." He moaned. "Neal baby...yes..." He reached a hand behind him, gripping Neal's hip as it trusted. "Almost...fuck...please..."
"I know, baby," Neal murmured, he stroked harder and fucked Peter a little more intensely, trying to push him over. He knew he'd follow him.
"Come for us, Peter," Elizabeth said, sometimes the words just worked when nothing else would.
Peter gasped and trembled, his fingers clutching at Neal as his hips spasmed, coming hard into Neal's hand and letting out a jagged moan.
"That's so good," Neal whispered into Peter's ear a moment before he came, deep inside Peter, hips thrusting harder than ever.
"You're both good, and so beautiful when you come," Elizabeth said. "Gorgeous and wonderful and amazing."
Peter panted and groaned. "Fuck... oh my god that... so good." Peter let out a slow laugh. "Can't think."
"Thinking's overrated," Neal sighed happily into the back of Peter's neck.
"Indeed," Elizabeth laughed. "Just lay down. Let me clean you both up." She took Neal's hand, letting them separate as they wanted to, but working her tongue over his hand, cleaning up Peter's come.
"God, you have the most amazing tongue," Neal sighed.
"Its just as amazing to watch..." Peter guided himself to the bed, careful to land on his side so he could get a clear view.
Elizabeth sucked each finger and licked between them, teasing just a little because she knew he wasn't able to do more.
Neal knew she was of course, but he was too sated and happy to do more than whisper, "tease."
"I think its more like a promise." Peter sagged back into the pillows with a happy sigh.
"Definitely a promise," Elizabeth let Neal's last finger slide out of her mouth and moved over to lick the come off Peter's cock.
"Yeah, definitely a promise," Neal sighed happily.
Peter gasped and arched. "Fuck, soft now...feels really intense babe."
"I know, I'll be careful," Elizabeth cleaned him gently. "This way we can shower in the morning. There's room for three," to Neal.
"Mmm, sounds perfect," Neal moved up to Peter's other side.
Peter nodded, sighing happily. "This is perfect...I never realized how much space this bed had till it was finally full."
"Just right, not over full," Elizabeth smiled, reaching over to take Neal's hand.
"Perfect," Neal smiled. "Not that I've slept here before."
"First in a long succession of nights crammed into this bed. Though Satch might never forgive you for stealing his spot." Peter teased lightly.
"We'll just have to give him lots of love and attention," Elizabeth said.
"Or we can squeeze him in," Neal suggested.
"Where?" Peter laughed. "It was hard enough to keep him from laying between El and I before."
"Point," Neal said. "We'll have to get him a bed and use one of the extra pillow cases on it."
"Now that might work, but you're too awake," she said.
Peter nodded. "We'll have to try that. Something to make him not grumpy with us for days."
"I think it will work. Neal can always smile at him," Elizabeth teased. "It seems to work on us."
Neal yawned. "Tomorrow."
"Yes...definitely tomorrow." Peter nodded, pressing a kiss to Neal's cheek, then doing the same to El before pulling the blanket up and finding his comfortable spot between them.
"Goodnight," Elizabeth whispered and closed her eyes.
LJ Username: 2_libras
Pairing: Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 10, 581
Disclaimer: White Collar and its characters are the property of Jeff Eastin and USA Network.
Summary: Peter and Neal and Elizabeth are okay with their separate relationships, but it's even better when they find a way to all be together.
The beautiful artwork for our story by
wihluta
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"I can... liberate the art, and have it back before anyone would ever know," Neal said. "But you don't approve of that, do you?" he asked. "Because it would be the easy way..." he let one hand drop to Peter's leg, rubbing against his thigh through his pants.
Peter sighed, leaning his head back shaking his head, exasperated with the other man. "No Neal, I can't go to my boss and say 'I got the painting back, and its real, but I'm not at liberty to tell you how.' Not without putting you back in prison at the end of the conversation anyway, and we both know I'd rather not have that." He let the feeling of the other mans touch sink in and smiled slightly.
"I'd rather not have that too," Neal agreed, hand sliding between Peter's legs, tracing the shape of his mostly soft cock through his pants. He was pushing, and he knew it. But they had gone further before Peter had turned their attention back to work. If he turned it back, sometimes they had become distracted.
Peter let out a soft groan. "You're such a cocktease." He moved in and cupped Neal's cheek. "Not complaining, but you are. I'm gonna have to put you in a potato sack so I don't look at you all day."
"Like you'd be able to resist the way I wriggled in something that itchy," Neal teased. "Or that you'd be able to resist touching me to put lotion on way earlier than it should be."
Peter leaned over, kissing the other man softly. "Like you'd mind that? Lets make our way upstairs...I think I need a new set of eyes on this case that only comes from a good bout of distraction before I look at it again."
"Let's play here for a little longer. You said Elizabeth wasn't coming back for at least an hour... just a little longer. You know that when we tease it only makes it hotter..." Neal murmured.
Peter grinned. "Why don't we go onto the couch at least, so I can be closer to you then these damn kitchen chairs will let me." He stood and looked down at Neal.
"That works," Neal agreed. "You know me, I'm open to anything..." his fingers brushed gently over Peter's cock through his pants. He then stood and touched Peter's cheek. Peter guided them back to the couch, careful to avoid the table in front of it, and settled down onto it gently, pulling Neal down to him by the waist of his pants and kissing him as soon as they were eye to eye again.
"You're always right about this. Why are you always right about this?" Neal wasn't complaining in the least, his hands moving over Peter's body as he kissed him hard.
Peter laughed softly, pulling the other mans body against his own, reaching an arm around to grab Neal's ass, squeezing it and using his grip to push their hips together and grind some.
Neal gave up talking then, at least for the moment and ground against Peter. Then, with that part of him that was always on alert, he heard a key in the lock. Peter didn't seem to have heard it yet, and he thought about letting him know, but then his tongue got tangled with Peter's.
Elizabeth opened the door and walked into the hall, petting Satchmo. She could hear the dim sounds of Peter and Neal's voices, and wondered whether they were working or if it was a quieter time, if they were teasing each other perhaps. She walked into the living room and... stopped. They were teasing, certainly, but not the way she'd been thinking. She spoke softly. "I"m home."
Peter hadn't heard much of anything until he heard Satchmo's collar jingle in the happy way it did when someone he loved was at the door, followed by his wife's soft voice. He gave a sigh into Neal's mouth, guiding the other man back just enough to break the kiss. "God, El, I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be home..." He didn't push Neal away yet, waiting to see if she said she wanted the other man to leave or for them to carry on in the spare bedroom while she did her nightly routine.
"It's okay," she said softly. She hadn't seen them like this before. Not at this point. Before this... yes. After it, long after, still flushed from what they'd been doing. But not like this... and she was intrigued. "I finished a little early." She smiled. "I have good people working for me." She moved into the living room. "I think... I'm ready for the next step." She came over. Laid a hand on Peter's head and smiled at Neal. "But not here... you don't do that down here, I know." She tugged Peter's hair some, almost absentmindedly. "You okay with this?" to Neal.
"Whatever you want," Neal said, entwining his fingers with Elizabeth's in Peter's hair. "Anything you want," he said.
Peter sighed at the gentle touch followed by the tug. "Yeah, not down here...no dog noses in vital places." He smiled and leaned over to kiss her. "Are you okay with this? I don't want you to do this just on some urge and have it end up being too soon." He said softly.
"This isn't only about coming in on you now," Elizabeth answered, smiling. "I've been thinking about it for a while, I've been trying to decide when to talk about it and well... maybe talking isn't the answer?" she returned the kiss. "It feels right, for more than one reason."
"I think if we let Elizabeth tell us what she wants, we will all be fine," Neal said to Peter. "I'm pretty sure we can both handle that."
Peter nodded. "Yes...and I think it will make it easier for you, things move at your pace, remember that. We do what you want us to." He stroked Elizabeth's hair behind her ear.
"Now that's sexy," Elizabeth kissed Neal. "Not going to join you this time... I know that much. I'm not ready to go there yet... but I want to see and tell you how to make him feel good. There are ways he doesn't know work, so he couldn't have told you..."
"I look forward to learning," Neal smiled into the kiss. "May we go upstairs?"
"Yes... follow me."
Peter waited for Neal to stand, following them up the stairs quietly, his mind racing at the thought of what was coming. He'd never thought this could happen, he'd been amazed when Neal had been interested in him sexually to begin with, this only seemed a bit more surreal added to the pile. He silently counted his blessings though, and let them lead him to the bedroom.
"Not that one," Elizabeth said as Neal turned to the spare bedroom. "I do think I'll be joining you after and there's more room in our bed."
Neal looked surprised. "We... don't..." He didn't want to argue, but this...
"What I want," Elizabeth said, firmly. "You agreed." She opened the door for them. "Get in here."
Peter smiled as he saw Neal get flustered, one of the rare occasions he'd seen it and he'd embrace it while he had it. "Lady's wish is our command." Peter stepped into the bedroom and tried to figure out what to do with himself. The urge to touch Neal and the urge to touch El warring in his body and ending in him choosing not to do either until El gave them permission.
"I may just take unfair advantage of that," Elizabeth said, and kissed Peter. "But you'll love it as much as you always do."
"I think I'm going to love all of this," Neal said. "What would you like?"
"Start by getting him naked," Elizabeth answered. "You stay clothed until I say otherwise."
Peter groaned softly. "I have a feeling I'm going to end up sore tomorrow, and that's not a complaint, don't worry." He smiled. "Can I help or is he doing all of the undressing?" He glanced at El.
"Maybe," Neal said. "But being sore will be worth it, won't it? Especially if it's from us both?" He smiled at Elizabeth.
"You'll undress him when it's time," Elizabeth said.
Peter sighed, unsure of what to do with his hands for the moment. He took a breath and reminded himself silently that this was as much for her as it was for them, even if right now he wanted to rip Neal's pretty suit off and make him whimper.
"I know what you want," Neal whispered in Peter's ear. "You'll have it. Eventually. This is hot, though. Now let me undress you." He started working on Peter's shirt.
"I hope you're whispering utter filth," Elizabeth smiled. "I don't want to know the details. It's hotter to imagine."
Peter smiled, letting himself relax under Neal's touch, watching the other mans hands work. He let himself take the time to watch Neal's fingers move, suddenly craving the feeling of those fingers teasing and torturing other parts of his body.
"I don't need to ask what you're thinking with that look," El purred to her husband. "Soon. When I allow it."
"He is so expressive, isn't he?" Neal said, grinning at Peter.
Peter laughed softly. "Good to know I'm an open book to you two, fuck you don't move fast enough." He frowned at Neal.
Which of course was Neal's cue to unbutton the last one and slip the shirt off Peter's shoulders in one fluid move.
"Oh that's good," Elizabeth didn't applaud, but she was tempted. "Belt now. You have to know how to make that sound hot."
Neal grinned and unbuckled Peter's belt, then pulled it out at just the right pace.
Peter moaned at the feeling of the other man pulling his belt off. "God, this is really hot..." He smiled at El. "You're a minx when you want to be. All that good wife and sweet woman stuff is just a disguise for the little vixen inside."
"Oh please, you've known that forever," Elizabeth grinned. "But yes, this is the first time Neal's seen it... I wonder if it's a shock?"
"No," Neal grinned. "I knew there was a tigress inside you."
"Never fails to surprise me when you let it out though, and remind me how lucky I am." Peter smiled at El. "Though, I think the two of us may bring it out more than just I do alone."
"Neal needs it too," Elizabeth said. "He likes a firm hand from a woman."
"How did you know?" Neal looked shocked.
"You just told me," Elizabeth answered, her lips curving in a smirk.
"She's wicked isn't she?" Peter chuckled. "Though, I had figured as much for a while; you just seem like you'd respond well to it."
"I like her that way," Neal smiled. "And you should've been able to extrapolate," he knelt and undid the button of Peter's pants, and then the zipper, with his teeth.
"Very nice," Elizabeth praised.
Peter shuddered at that. "That's a new trick, you've been holding out on me. Gonna have to interrogate you for more of your seduction secrets." He put his hand through Neal's hair as he spoke.
"Surprises are good for you," Neal grinned. "I'll hold onto my secrets until I need to use them. You can't get them out of me."
"I bet I could," Elizabeth said. "If I asked the right way."
"I'd like to see that." Peter smiled. "Some time anyway... The idea of her using her powers of persuasion on you and pulling all of your secrets out is incredibly sexy."
"A guy has to have some secrets," Neal protested, pushing Peter's pants and underwear down to his ankles.
"I'll leave you a few," Elizabeth replied.
"I know you better then to think you'd give them all up Neal." Peter fought the urge to touch himself, the view of Neal still fully dressed and kneeling before him was almost too much.
"Oh I don't know, if it was asked the right way I might give more up," Neal mused. He looked up at Peter, tempted to kiss his cock.
"Stand up, Neal," Elizabeth said. "Peter, you'll strip him now."
Peter nodded, taking more care then he thought himself possible of with the buttons on Neal's shirt. He knew how much it frustrated the other man when he got too careless with his suits.
"That's good," Neal smiled. "Maybe we should get Elizabeth in for the times I don't want you to be careless," he teased.
"Or I could just threaten to punish him," Elizabeth offered.
"Either one of those will do just fine." He felt his body tinge pink at the thought of being punished in front of Neal.
"Maybe you could help," Elizabeth suggested to Neal. "That might be fun."
Neal smiled wickedly. "The lady's wish?"
"Right now?" Peter looked slightly surprised. "Not that I mind..."
"Not right now, you're being too good to be punished right now," Elizabeth said. "But we'll see..."
"Maybe you should be bad?" Neal suggested. "Or we can just keep going as we are." He knew that if they took a while it would be much more intense when they came.
"This...this is fine. I know I might need it later though." He glanced at El. "I am full of lust for both of you."
"I know," Elizabeth smiled. "You're so pretty when you're needy like this. Isn't he, Neal?"
"I don't get to see him like this as much as you have, usually he has me so needy I can't think," Neal admitted. "Getting to see him this way is something new."
"Don't get too used to it, I plan to use every chance to make you too needy too notice." Peter grinned at Neal.
"You know I love when you do that," Neal smiled. "I wouldn't mind if you both got me that way very soon."
"We'll see," Elizabeth smiled. "I just like watching you both... we'll work on the details soon."
Peter nodded. "As fast as you like it." He gave El a tender smile. "I am such a lucky man."
"You really are," Neal said, smiling at them both. "Having a wonderful wife, who gets you like Elizabeth does."
"And he's lucky to have you too," Elizabeth said. "And I'm lucky to have you in my life."
"One day soon, I will show you both how lucky I am." He smiled. "One inch of skin at a time."
"Sounds wonderful," Elizabeth said, smiling. "You will do that, and so well, I know."
"Can't wait," Neal turned to Elizabeth. "Please, may I touch him?"
"Of course," Elizabeth nodded. "Above the waist."
Peter smiled at the instruction, shutting his eyes to let himself be surprised by the other mans touch.
"Can't let you have everything at once," Elizabeth chuckled and sat back.
Neal shrugged. She was right. He ran his fingers over Peter's nipples, slowly.
Peter let out a soft sigh, his head tilting back as he did. "That's nice... you know I like that..."
"The way you react, of course he does," Elizabeth teased.
"I bet she uses her teeth, doesn't she?" Neal asked. "Like I do?"
"She does... she's more tender then you are. Most of the time, anyway. Once in a while she'll get rough." Peter tried hard to keep his hands at his sides. "Can I touch him back?"
"Yes," Elizabeth nodded. She smiled. "Maybe I'll get rough with you more."
"I'd love to watch that," Neal said. "Or even listen to Peter tell me about it."
Peter smiled, running his hands down Neal's chest gently. "I figured you would. And I'm sure eventually you'll get the chance."
"I hope so," Neal shivered. "God, every time you touch me, I react."
"It's lovely to see... even after all these years he affects me, so I'm glad he affects you... it's a good sign," Elizabeth said.
Peter gave a soft smile and shook his head. "I might be good at touching but I don't think I'm swoon worthy..." He grazed his thumbs over Neal's nipples gently.
"You have no idea how gorgeous you are," Neal answered, moaning. "None at all. If it wasn't so endearing, I'd want to get your eyes examined."
"I know what you mean," Elizabeth said. "He needs to know how beautiful he is."
Peter laughed softly, leaning in to take one of Neal's nipples into his mouth, sucking it gently before giving it a light nip.
"Fuck... that's good," Neal shivered. "Love your mouth."
"Oh yes, his mouth is amazing," Elizabeth agreed. "Maybe I'll let him suck on you later."
"Please," Neal begged, as shamelessly as he ever had to Peter.
Elizabeth flushed deep red. "That's one way to get a yes... probably."
"She always has been fond of being asked very nicely..." Peter moved to the other side of Neal's chest, repeating the brutal teasing on the opposite side.
"You know how good you are at it too," Elizabeth said. "God, he's so gorgeous naked. Both of you are."
"Thank you," Neal murmured, a little focused on Peter.
Peter slipped his hands up, cupping Neal's chin and pulling away to kiss his way up Neal's neck. "I can't wait to be inside you..." He murmured, "Or feel you inside me...I won't feel complete till then..."
Neal smiled. "I've never heard you say it like that..." he stroked long fingers over Peter's neck, feeling his pulse. "I like it."
Elizabeth just watched for now. Words from her weren't needed. Not right now.
Peter smiled gently, kissing the other man softly and nipping his lower lip. "I'm not usually the talking type...by now I'd have you naked and probably have your cock in my mouth. I'm not this patient unless I'm under strict orders."
"Then we definitely need Elizabeth around more, because I want to get used to hearing you say things like that," Neal replied.
"Whenever we can. And maybe I can give Peter orders for when I can't be there. I'm sure you'd tell me if he failed to follow them," Elizabeth said.
"I'd expect it. Though like Neal says, he's good at keeping a secret." Peter smiled, leaning in to kiss the side of the other mans neck, grazing the skin there with his teeth just barely.
"Oh but only from... fuck..." Neal had meant to say something, he really had. But of course he was speechless when Peter kissed him like that.
"He does steal words when he does that, doesn't he?" Elizabeth asked, smiling.
"God El, I want to touch him more...want to show you how beautiful he looks when he's losing control." He said softly.
"You can. I just want you both to show me how you are when you're together," she said, softly. "I'll tell you if I want to see something more, but I want you to touch each other like you would if I was still out."
Neal immediately wrapped his fingers around Peter's cock and stroked, hard, the way he knew Peter loved.
Peter let out a soft growl. "Fuck... you're enjoying taking me by surprise." He smirked, using his body weight to push Neal back into the nearest wall and kissing him roughly.
"I always have," "Neal murmured, loving the feel of Peter against him. "Just in different ways." He moaned into the kiss. "How do you want me?"
Elizabeth was curious too, wondering what Peter would want. If it would resemble how he was with her in any way or be uniquely Neal. Or maybe something of both.
Peter reached between them and gave Neal's hardness a rough grope. "I want you to tell me, do you want to be fucked... do you want your cock inside me?" He said softly. "Tell me Neal..."
"Fuck... you know how I am about deciding this," Neal whimpered. He knew he was being just a little bratty but he also knew Peter liked it.
Elizabeth would have laughed but she wanted to be a presence, not interfere. She knew, though. And she knew how Peter would react.
"I'm fucking you then, since you're too distracted to focus." He stroked the other man's cock again roughly. "And you'll fuck me next time. That's a promise because I fucking want this in me soon."
"I'm not that distracted," Neal said. "And if you want my cock, it would be entirely my pleasure to give it to you," he growled softly. "But if you want to be in me, well, you know I'm not going to argue..."
Elizabeth wondered if he used that kind of distracting language on marks, and slid a hand between her legs, not pushing, just stimulating some.
"No you won't...I know you love that..." Peter spun them, walking Neal back toward the bed. "You ready to land yourself in my bed properly?" He asked, half teasing and half seriously, giving Neal's hair a gentle tug right at the nape of his neck as he nipped his way along the other mans jaw.
"More ready than I've been for anything since you asked me if I was ready the first time," Neal's answer was completely serious and he moaned softly as Peter's lips touched him.
"So beautiful," Elizabeth said softly. "You really are..." it wasn't that she hadn't known that Peter would have to be in love to be with Neal, but seeing it was different.
Peter smiled at Elizabeth. "Say that later when we're sweaty and taking up too much room on the bed." Peter teased softly, his eyes drinking in El as he spoke. "You're radiant..." He pushed Neal back onto the bed, letting his eyes shift to Neal then, looking him over pressed against the sheets of his own bed. "Both of you are." He said softly.
"You sure you don't want to let me do the work?" Neal asked softly, stroking down Peter's chest, seeing the look in his eyes. "I'm up for it. Literally," he smirked.
"I'd like to watch Peter," Elizabeth said. "Really see how he is with you, Neal."
"I can't say no to both of you," Neal said softly.
"No... its only fitting, first time in my own bed I should be catching you..." He slipped a hand down and tugged Neal's balls gently. "Maybe if I pin you down hard enough you won't run again..."
"But you'll be pitching me,' Neal teased, even though he knew what Peter meant. "No running, not from you. Not from this... even more than the walls of a prison, you have me. Forever."
"We couldn't want more," Elizabeth said.
Peter leaned in and kissed Neal deeply, his hips rocking against Neal's, rubbing their lengths together as he did, his hands slid down Neal's sides and as he pulled away he hooked Neal's knees with his fingertips, guiding them up gently so he could push them to Neal's chest, smiling down at Neal. "Gotta get you ready for my cock."
Neal pulled his legs up a little more and sighed. "Yes, god, please, baby."
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, and kept watching.
Peter pulled back some, looking down at Neal's hole before leaning in and running his tongue over it gently, teasing with his tongue.
It wasn't unknown, or even especially unexpected, but it was unusual for them, not something they had done a lot, and Neal was moaning the moment Peter''s tongue touched him. "God, yes, more... need more of that."
"His tongue is wonderful," Elizabeth agreed, fascinated by this, something Peter had never done with her, she'd never wanted, wasn't sure she did now, but Neal's reaction was amazing.
Peter smiled at Neal's reaction, pressing his hips upward to get a better angle and licking again but harder, pressing the tip of his tongue inside.
"Oh... oh god," Neal whimpered and writhed for Peter, hips moving up against Peter, half-speechless with need, moans coming from his lips.
Elizabeth smiled, and just watched this, fascinated by Neal's reactions.
Peter licked his finger then, pressing it inside slowly, continuing to lick the other mans opening as he started to thrust into him with his finger.
"Peter, god, so good, feels so much more intense," Neal moaned the words gently. "Need you so bad."
"You'll have him soon," Elizabeth said. "So soon, and he's so good."
"When I've got someone as sexy as you two to work with, I've got a lot of inspiration to be good..." He smiled, reaching for the bedside table, and pulling out the lube he kept there, setting it beside Neal so it would be there when he needed it. "Sound so fucking hot when you come undone."
"You're good on your own," Elizabeth said. She still had her clothes on, but it felt right. She would probably come, somehow, and soon, but she didn't want it to be about her.
"You make me come undone," Neal answered. "You're so amazing. Both of you, having you in my life..."
"And we're not going anywhere...." Peter smiled up at him, "Do you want more in your ass... more fingers I mean... need more?"
"Please," Neal begged softly. "Stretch me open, make me ready for you, so we can show Elizabeth how hot we are together."
"You're doing a good job of that already," Elizabeth said.
Peter nodded, grabbing the lube and coating his fingers, pressing two inside this time and watching the other mans face for reaction. "You are so tight...I don't know how I fit inside you." He pumped his fingers then.
"Always do," Neal smiled. "You know just how to get me ready so that you fit perfectly," he whispered.
That made Elizabeth smile and she watched the way Peter prepared Neal carefully.
Peter added more lube to his fingers and pressed in a third very slowly, letting the other man adjust and feel all of it. "I want to make sure you get off just as hard as I do... fuck your face is so hot when you stretch for me."
"I will, you know I will, always do," Neal smiled. "You are so good at this... makes me want to thank every other person you've ever been with for making you this good."
"You're welcome from this one," Elizabeth couldn't help speaking up to that one. "Not that I'm the ONLY one."
"No, you're not, but you're definitely the most important." Peter smiled at El. "God my cock aches for you, do you think that's enough lube? I need to be inside you..."
"That's right," Neal nodded. He knew he was important too, and it never hurt him that Elizabeth was first. He smiled. "I think so, and I'm aching to feel you too, so much."
"And you're the one he asked me could he have, knowing I might say no, or even leave," Elizabeth said. "That says a lot about your importance too, Neal."
Peter nodded. "You two are very much equal in how much I care about you..." He worded it carefully, not wanting to give too much to the other man just yet and silently disliking how awkward he sounded holding things inside.
Elizabeth knew, though, they'd discussed this long before Neal had known, or before he'd known that it was possible at least. She didn't say anything, though.
"Thank you," Neal said, and spread his legs for Peter. "Please. In me..." he needed Peter. If it was to be assured on the physical level, that was not as strong as his need.
Peter nodded, shifting his weight and coating his cock in lube. "I know you've got an audience, but don't hold back, I love it when you're unbridled." He said softly, pushing the head of his cock against the other mans opening to tease him.
Neal wasn't sure he'd have been able to hold back if Peter had wanted him to. He pushed up, hard, drawing Peter's cock in slightly. "I want you in me," he said, a shade below demandingly.- he knew the line and could go right up to it without crossing over.
Elizabeth was flushed and watching intently. It was so hot.
Peter slipped himself in then, slowly, letting himself absorb the feeling of the other man tight around him. "Fuck..."
"You feel amazing," Neal said. "Always do, but more this time, somehow."
Elizabeth couldn't help wondering if it was because she was there.
"Yeah, its different here...feels more...final." He smiled slightly. "Like this is me claiming you, really claiming you." He pushed in fully and gasped softly.
"Full claim," Neal said. "No going back, even if I wanted to. I'm yours... both of you," looking over at Elizabeth. "Always."
That was new, and Elizabeth liked it. "Yes... I'll claim you soon too..." she knew she would.
"And then it will be my turn to watch and enjoy." Peter smiled at the thought, thrusting into the other man slowly.
"Why is you watching almost as hot as this?" Neal groaned.
"Because you like being watched, clearly," Elizabeth smiled. "Do you like to watch, too? Would you like to watch me thrust into Peter, or see him take me like he takes you?"
"Oh god, yes," Neal groaned. "Please?"
"As needy as he is we might have to tie down his wrists to get that far." He smiled at Neal. "Make sure you do nothing but watch us, keep you focused."
"He'll be allowed to come, if we don't put something on him to stop it. But he won't be able to encourage it," Elizabeth flushed deep red at the mental images.
"I'll probably come from watching you both..." Neal said. "If I'm allowed to."
"It would be so hot to know you came just looking at us." Peter moaned softly. "God...this is all so sexy." He leaned in to kiss Neal again brutally.
"I would, you know," Neal groaned. "Watching you, seeing how you are with her... fuck that's sexy too."
"We'll let him come," Elizabeth said. "Maybe say he has to come that way, even..."
"Either come without us touching you or you don't get to come at all. How cruel is it that I find that hot as hell?" Peter thrusted deep.
"Fuck! Oh god, yes, fuck me like that," Neal groaned. "It's cruel but you know I find you that hot, so it isn't... not really..."
Elizabeth agreed. "He wouldn't be able to help himself. He'd come."
"You like me deep inside you?" Peter pulled out and slammed in again. "Fuck, you're tight around my cock, it's amazing."
"Of course I do, I love your cock, would have it in me all the time if I could," Neal answered, feeling himself sink into a place he'd never found. "Want to belong to you."
Elizabeth bit her lip. "You can." Softly. "Claim him, Peter. He wants to be yours so badly... say the words."
"You're mine...." Peter smiled, thrusting harder. "You belong to me because I love you...and I won't let you run again." He gasped as his hips slammed into Neal's.
"Yours," Neal was pushing back, groaning, and feeling so right, more right than he ever had. "Peter... Elizabeth... yours... even if we don't... always yours."
Elizabeth smiled, she hadn't expected that. "We'll figure all that out but I do want to someday..."
"That's gonna be so beautiful. You bent for her and panting." Peter slammed in harder. "She's good at it too."
"We might show him when he gets to watch us," Elizabeth smiled. "Show him what he's in for."
"I'll take anything to belong to you," Neal groaned. "Know you won't push me more than I need..."
Peter tried to ignore the fact that Neal hadn't said the words back, but the lack of response was too much for him. "Why do you belong to me, Neal?" He asked softly.
"Because I love you; because you understand me, and trust me, and are taking me even more into your life," he answered. "I should have said that first, but I do, I love you Peter."
Elizabeth smiled. "I distracted him, he does love you. I can see it in his eyes."
Peter smiled slightly. "That's better, don't give me a reason to punish you." He teased softly.
"Maybe I want to be?" Neal teased back but he relaxed, sighing happily and pushing back against Peter.
"Not yet," Elizabeth said. "Not unless you want me to as well... Peter will tell you how hard I can hit."
"She packs a good punch boy, I wouldn't wanna piss her off." He laughed.
Neal shivered. "Oh but I'd like that... not as punishment but just... and... Sir... if you call me that again I might come."
"That might be arranged, but you have to be good for Peter," Elizabeth said.
"You like that...I'll remember that." Peter smiled, leaning in to nip at Neal's shoulder. "I'm sure I could give her a reason to beat you up any time you wanted." He purred into Neals ear. "My boy.."
"I better have permission to come," Neal groaned as he exploded. "I did warn you, Sir..." he could feel his muscles clamp down on Peter's cock.
"You did warn him," Elizabeth agreed. "And you're so lovely when you come, I'm sure Peter won't mind."
Peter shuddered, pressing deep into Neal to hold himself back from coming at the muscles contracting around him. "Fuck...god I love how that feels." He groaned. "Not mad....fuck....how do you want me to come...in you? On you? Your mouth?" He pumped a few times, leaning in to lick up one of the drops of Neal's come that had flown up Neal's chest the furthest and groaning at the taste.
"Let... Elizabeth choose?" Neal groaned. "If that's okay?"
"I want to see you come over his face," Elizabeth said. "Show me how he looks wearing your come, baby."
"Fuck that's hot..." Peter thrusted once more before pulling out and crawling up along Neal's face. "Fuck your lips are hot..." Peter pressed the head of his cock against them. "Just looking at them makes my cock ache."
Neal sucked lightly on the head. "Your cock makes my lips tingle," he teased lightly. "In the best ways."
"You two are adorable," Elizabeth said.
Peter pressed into the other mans mouth slightly, groaning at the feeling. "Fuck, that won't take long to make me come...can't wait to paint you for her."
Neal sucked harder, his eyes pleading as hard as his lips sucked.
"I can't wait to see you paint him, he's so pretty. Maybe you can get him to share some with you," Elizabeth said.
"Fuck yes..." Peter groaned, his hips twitching as he pulled away, his body spasming as he came across the other man's face. He let out a long moan as his thighs trembled, his orgasm rolling through him hard and fast.
"God, yes," Neal groaned, the warmth splashing onto his face and body making him groan again. "God... love this."
"I didn't think it was possible for you two to look more amazing," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter leaned forward, bracing a hand on the bed and panting. "God...came so hard for you two..." He shuddered, shifting so he could lean down and give Neal's cheek a gentle lick.
"You're so beautiful when you come like that," Elizabeth smiled.
Neal ran his fingers through the come on his other cheek and pressed them to Peter's lips.
Peter lapped at them before sucking them into his mouth, groaning around them. "Fucking amazing..." He said as he let them slip from his mouth.
"You really are," Neal sighed happily and leaned up to kiss Peter. "Even more so now I belong to you completely."
"He's really good at claiming," Elizabeth agreed with Neal.
Peter smiled at Neal. "I really like how it sounds when you say that..." He lifted his eyes to El then. "Did you come sweetie?"
"No, but I will," Elizabeth smiled. "This didn't feel like it was about me... and you know I'm not one to deny myself in any way."
Neal nodded, he got why she hadn't yet.
Peter studied her for a moment, a small smile creeping over his lips. "Can I help?"
"You know the answer to that is always yes," she answered.
"I can not imagine the answer ever being no," Neal smiled.
"There has been a time or two that she's made me watch because I did something to get her irritated." Peter smiled.
"Well, yes, but that's when you've been bad. You haven't been bad tonight," Elizabeth replied.
"I so want to see what he's like when he's been bad," Neal said. "I can't imagine it."
"She can be quite brutal when she wants to be." He smiled, leaning in to give Neal a light kiss before pulling away and slipping off of the bed. "How do you want me to help? Fingers or mouth? Or both?" He crawled over to Elizabeth then.
"My but that's a lovely sight," Elizabeth said. "Always is, but freshly fucked by Neal is somehow even hotter."
"Well, thank you," Neal said. "Tell him how he can help?" He was surprised how easily he had fallen into the role of observer but he knew neither he nor Peter was going to be capable of more for a while.
"Nice, and yes, you can," Elizabeth said to Neal.
Peter gave El's ankle a gentle touch, smiling up at her then looking over at Neal. "Okay boss, its your turn. Tell me what to do to her."
"Now that's a lovely idea," Neal smiled. "Okay... get her skirt off, first."
"Good idea, then he can see more," she said.
Peter smiled, reaching up to check where the zipper was, hoping it wasn't in the back and being happily surprised at his luck when he found it on the side. "Lift your hips honey, let me pull this down." He pulled the zipper down as he spoke, waiting for her to do as he asked before pulling the cloth down and tossing it to the floor.
She smiled. "You're so good at this." They weren't often in this position, so it was new for them too.
"I"m going to guess you took the underwear off after you got home," Neal teased.
"Fuck....please Neal...tell me what I can do." He said softly. "So frustrating knowing I can't touch her."
"I know, and you can. Use your hands," Neal said. "Touch her the way you always do, but show me how. You can come over here... if you want to."
"That might be easier," Elizabeth said. "In a moment. I need your touch now."
Peter smiled, slipping his fingers up thigh, gently teasing her inner thigh with his blunt nails. "You're so beautiful..." He said softly.
"You are too, and I think you may be even more beautiful with Neal, because I get to watch," she smiled softly. "I love you..."
Neal smiled too. "You're both amazing and I love you. I'm not in love with you yet, Elizabeth, but I love you."
"Me too," she said, smiling. "I get you. Oh..." Peter had reminded her that he was there.
Peter smiled at her reaction, pushing his fingers between her thighs. They teased the outside of her folds lightly, his thumb barely grazing her clit.
"See how close watching you has me?" Elizabeth smiled. "How good you both are?"
"Is she very close Peter? Can she come more than once? If she can, make her come fast, then bring her over here so I can watch you do it slower," Neal said.
"She can, and she does, every time." Peter smiled up at her, pressing a finger inside with a moan. "You are so wet for us."
"How could I not be?" Elizabeth gasped, moaning herself. "How could you two not make me wet and so turned on I almost come?"
"Keep going, Peter," Neal said. "She's wonderful."
"She is, isn't she?" Peter smiled, leaning in to nip at the inside of her thigh. "You don't get my mouth till the bed, so hurry babe." He pressed his fingers in deep.
"Like it'll even take long," Elizabeth gasped. "You know just how to get me there, baby."
"That's because he's so good at it, isn't it?" Neal asked, smiling.
"This is one thing I'll never fight you on complimenting me on." Peter smiled, starting to thrust his wrist a bit, driving his fingers deeper and his thumb into El's clit as he did. "Show me how much you like it..."
"Fuck, yes," she groaned, pushing against him, feeling her walls start to ripple as her clit throbbed and she came, harder than she'd thought she would, harder than she usually did just from his fingers.
"Beautiful," Neal smiled. "Good job, Peter..."
Peter rubbed her through her orgasm, letting her hips settle before pulling his hand away looking up at her. "Bed, as soon as you can move..."
"We could say now but I suppose it would be a little pointless," Neal grinned.
"So pointless, completely without point," Elizabeth agreed. "No point at all..."
Peter smiled. "She's usually pretty immobile for a minute after she comes. Which is kinda fun when I'm having my way with her." He teased, licking his fingers as he looked up at her.
"I always knew you liked that for a reason," she teased. "I think I can move again now." She held out a hand. "Help me up."
"She's even cute when she's demanding, no wonder you love her so much," Neal teased.
Peter stood and took her hand, guiding her up and leading her to the bed to lay down beside Neal.
Neal leaned over and kissed her, unable to resist. "You're amazing."
"So are you," she said, curling her fingers in his hair. "I've wanted to do that since before you and Peter..."
Peter smiled at that. "You should've asked. I would've let you."
"It never felt right until now, like this," she answered.
"I know what you mean," Neal said. "But maybe we should have."
"Don't regret what you haven't done when you can do it," Elizabeth said.
Peter smiled at them. "Kiss her again, kiss her long and slow, I've got something else I want to do." Peter crawled between El's legs then, spreading them as far as they could go comfortably.
"And he's REALLY good at it,' Elizabeth stage-whispered to Neall, helping Peter as much as she could.
Neal laughed and kissed her again, touching her almost reverently.
Peter smiled up at them, leaning in to lick her thigh first, then the other, before grazing his tongue gently along her folds.
"You're so good," Elizabeth moaned. "Know just where I need you...."
Neal smiled. "I'll know too someday..."
"You will," she stroked his cheek.
Peter sighed against her skin, loving the taste of her, his tongue probing deeper and grazing her clit lightly.
"God, that's good, baby," Elizabeth sighed. "So good with your mouth, it's no wonder you were so insane over it earlier," she smiled at Neal.
"He's good at everything but his mouth is just amazing," Neal agreed.
"She knows it too...if my cock was in her she'd have come three times all ready." He teased, pushing a finger inside her to rub gently at the sensitive spot there.
"This is true as well," Elizabeth sighed. "But your tongue is so good... fuck..." she felt another orgasm ripple through her. "God..."
"You're so pretty when you come," Neal said.
"Isn't she though?" Peter grinned. "I love how hot she looks when she's writhing for me."
"Oh yes," Neal agreed. "I've always thought she was beautiful of course. If only abstractly at first."
"Thank you," she said to Neal.
"No thank you for me for making you come? Maybe you're not coming hard enough." He started to thrust his fingers, pressing his tongue harder against her clit.
"He always gets so... competitive," she whispered to Neal, then groaned. "Oh god, thank you baby..."
Neal chuckled, he liked watching them together almost as much as participating.
Peter laughed against her thigh, slipping down to lick around his fingers for a moment, before coming back up to focus on her clit again. "You make me this way...want to be perfect for you."
"I don't want perfect," Elizabeth said. "Perfect is boring. I want you, the way you are."
"That is the sweetest thing I've heard in a long time," Neal smiled.
Peter licked her clit firmly then, groaning softly. "I wish I could fuck you babe, but I'm still recovering...maybe a toy?" He looked up his body at her, speaking between the flicks of his tongue.
"I do too, but I understand... I do have to have one advantage," she teased. "That would be wonderful, though... Neal, if you'll reach into that drawer? Whichever one you find first would be fine," she smiled.
Neal nodded, rolling over - and giving Elizabeth a rather delicious view of his ass - and pulling out the first cock shaped toy he found. He handed it to Peter.
Peter smiled up at her. "This one is about the size of Neal's cock..." He looked it over. "Who knew we were getting ourselves ready?" He teased her opening with the toy gently.
"We've been getting ourselves ready for Neal for longer than we've had this one," Elizabeth answered, smiling. "Oh... that's good..."
Neal still blushed, though he wasn't sure himself which part it was that made him redden. Maybe both.
Peter reached out and combed his fingers through Neal's hair. "Don't think for a moment that every lurid thought I had about you wasn't whispered into El's ear..."
"Every one, and I had a few of my own," Elizabeth murmured. "Lots of them involving you bending for me..."
"God, yes," Neal groaned. "I'd do that... hell, I'd offer it right now if I were capable."
"Oh I want you at full power when she fucks you. I want to see you lose control for her." He smiled as he spoke. "And I'm willing to bet it's going to be fodder for filthy thoughts for years." He pressed the toy into her slowly then, letting her feel it stretch her out.
"God, I know," Neal said. "I want to be fully able to appreciate it all."
"He is so big," Elizabeth said. "I want him to... god... like this, with you right next to him... soon..."
"I know he is babe...the first time he fucked me it felt amazing." He smiled up at Elizabeth. "Can't wait to show you that too."
"Looking forward to it," Neal said. "So much."
"Probably not as much as I am," Elizabeth sighed, loving the way Peter was stroking just right. "Maybe I'll put this on and we'll both be inside you. Would you like that, Neal?"
"Oh my god, yes," Neal said, enthusiastically.
Peter sighed happily. "She's got such a dirty mind in that pretty little head. Such a turn on." He started to thrust the toy into her slowly.
"That's because you both inspire dirty thoughts," Elizabeth said. "Peter knows me so well and it's still amazing and you, Neal? You're new and exciting for us both."
"That's good," Neal smiled. "I like that and I want us all to get where you two are, but not to rush it."
"You've always been a bit dirty minded. Don't blame that on us..." Peter teased, thrusting the toy in steadily now, not hard or fast enough to make her come, just letting it build.
"Oh I know, but inspiration.... well, inspiration happens," Elizabeth said, not really able to think of a better argument right then.
"You're both very inspirational, I'll say that," Neal grinned.
"Thank you Neal..." He smiled at the other man giving the toy a rough thrust in before returning to his teasing pace. "I love making this last...drives her crazy, and I can do it all day."
"Unless of course I beg you to make it faster, which I am not doing yet," Elizabeth said.
"You beg?" Neal was just a little surprised.
"I would beg for you if you got me ready the right way," Elizabeth said. "Or Peter could get me that way...."
"She gets in her moods where she needs to be teased, to be worked into a frenzy." Peter smiled. "And I know just how to take care of her with these toys. Usually if I am fucking her I come too soon, at least as far as i'm concerned."
"Yet another advantage to having you both," Elizabeth mused, rolling her hips forward.
"I was just thinking that... it would be so hot to serve you like that."
"I totally agree...be so sexy to have you do what I wanted, direct your movements to make sure she came hard, and once you were done that I'd take my turn." Peter smiled up at El. "Sound good to you honey?"
"Having you both in any way sounds just about perfect," Elizabeth answered, her voice lowering as she got more turned on.
"I feel that way, too," Neal said. "It's all good but there are some things that sound that little bit better too," he smiled.
"A little bit more intense too." Peter smiled, teasing her clit with his thumb. "Do you see how well her body responds? So sexy." Peter glanced at Neal.
"She's pretty much the perfect woman, with just enough flaws to make her that much more interesting," Neal said.
"God, Peter, you are so amazing," Elizabeth sighed. "You make me feel so good baby."
"Is it okay if Neal touches your breasts while I do this? I know how much that drives you crazy?" Peter sped the toy up just slightly.
"Oh yes,' Elizabeth nodded. She pulled Neal down for a kiss. "I know you won't mind," she said as she let him go.
"I was only waiting to be sure it would be okay," Neal smiled. He stroked the soft skin and smiled as Elizabeth moaned.
Peter watched them and leaned in, licking at her again, just barely, not wanting to drive her over just yet. He made the strokes of the toy a bit harder and faster though, wanting to keep her just a second away.
"He knows.... god, knows just how to drive me so crazy, and so do you," Elizabeth sighed happily, stroking Neal's hair.
"Because we want you to feel good," Neal smiled.
"God yes we do..." Peter murmured against her skin, thrusting the toy fast now. "Come for me baby..."
Neal bit down, just lightly, on Elizabeth's nipple, teasing it a little with his teeth.
Elizabeth let herself fall into the orgasm, moaning and writhing for Peter and Neal, knowing they were both watching her and loving that they were.
Peter groaned as he lapped at her gently. Pulling the toy out and letting her body rest as she came down from her trembling. "Is that enough baby? Do you need more?"
"I think that's enough for now," Elizabeth answered, smiling gently. "More would make me sore... I don't want that."
"I know what you mean," Neal held her too, stroked her hair and kissed her gently. "Just rest."
Peter scooted up, setting the toy on the table beside the bed and rolling to look down at El, pressing a soft kiss to the round of her cheek. "I can watch you forever..."
"I know that," Elizabeth smiled, turning to kiss him fully. "You are... everything." She smiled. "God... I love you."
"You're both wonderful," Neal said. "I could watch you both forever too..."
"This is good," Elizabeth laughed softly.
Peter nodded, reaching out and pulling Neal's face to his own for a long lazy kiss. "Should we rest?" He asked them both, as happy about everything as he was, the next move was completely vague to him.
"I need to," Elizabeth said. "But I don't think Neal would be very comfortable resting right now...."
Neal flushed. "I just... watching you both got me hard again."
"You're such a fucking kid in some ways." Peter said, his smile betraying that any anger was false. "Since El's all tired out, looks like you get me again...darn."
"His youth is one of the good things about him," Elizabeth said. "And good, I like to watch you."
Neal flushed. "I'm sorry... feel like a kid sometimes but you make me this way," he pointed out.
"Well, what do you want?" Peter reached out and ran a teasing touch down the other mans chest. "And it is a good thing... honestly."
"I know, but I feel like such a kid sometimes," Neal said, again. "I... god. You?"
Elizabeth smiled. "How about you use your mouth, baby? Unless of course you could manage to fuck him..."
"I don't think I could get hard enough too..." Peter frowned. "You want my mouth? Or do you want to fuck me?"
Neal's eyes widened. They hadn't done that very much. "You're sure?"
"I want to see that," Elizabeth said.
"Yeah...I'll be sensitive, since I just came but I want El to see..." Peter smiled at the other man. "And I'll probably get hard enough to come again with you inside me."
"I'll be careful," Neal promised, kissing the corner of Peter's mouth softly. "Don't want to hurt you."
"You won't, I know you can be gentle," Elizabeth smiled.
Neal nodded and started to prepare Peter gently.
Peter sighed, leaning back against the pillows beside El. "Just when you start, I should be fine once you're in. Its getting there that's going to be the interesting part." He let his eyelids droop at the sensation.
"I know," Neal nodded. "So tight," he murmured, using his fingers gently.
"He is, I always tell him that," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter groaned softly, giving his cock a teasing stroke. "You two comparing notes should not be hot..."
"But it is, isn't it?" Elizabeth smirked. "Because you love being the centre of attention."
Neal slid another finger in and licked the head of Peter's cock, gently.
"God Neal...I'm still so sensitive from being inside you...your mouth feels like so much." He shuddered.
"Mmm," Neal smiled. "I will be gentle, baby."
"He is so beautiful when he's sensitive," Elizabeth said.
Peter smiled at that. "She really enjoys teasing me after I've come...knowing how much it drives me crazy."
"Well, that's hot," Neal said, and he moved back, kissing the head of Peter's cock again, then lining up to slide his cock into Peter. He took it slowly.
"I was right, this is hot," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter let his head roll back, his face twinging just slightly as he was filled. "Oh fuck Neal...fuck..." He moaned.
"You feel... god, so amazing," Neal groaned. "So right..."
"You look so good, both of you," Elizabeth said.
Peter reached out, finding El's hand and knitting their fingers together as his body tried to relax around Neal. "You... fuck you feel bigger every time..." His eyes made their way up to Neal as he spoke.
"I don't really grow," he murmured, smiling. "But I know what you mean. You do too."
"Mmm," Elizabeth just smiled too. "Love knowing you know this."
"Fuck El...he feels amazing. Like he's stretching me right in half and its the best stretch of my life." Peter shuddered, his body finally starting to melt around the hardness.
"Mmmm, that's so hot," Elizabeth said. "I can't wait to feel him."
"You will," Neal promised. He loved the way Peter felt around him. "My god, you're amazing."
"We're amazing...all of us together..." Peter smiled slightly, biting his lip then. "Try thrusting...let me see how it feels."
Neal thrust in gently, not wanting to do it too hard.
"That's good," Elizabeth said.
Peter gasped and arched, his fingers tightening on El's. "Oh god Neal..."
"You okay?" Neal checked, he was pretty sure, but he didn't want to hurt Peter.
"He's fine," Elizabeth said.
Peter gave a dazed smile and nodded. "Go on...fuck..." He licked his lips.
Suddenly, Neal stopped. "Beg."
Elizabeth laughed delightedly. "Go on, baby."
"Please Neal, let me feel you..." Peter almost glowered, hating the fact that he needed it badly enough to beg for it.
Neal grinned, there was quite possibly nothing so hot as Peter begging, but he thrust his hips, pushing in harder again.
"See, begging gets rewards," Elizabeth teased.
"Fuck yes...please more...feels so good." He shuddered, suddenly forgetting that the begging hadn't been his idea in the first place.
"Of course," Neal smiled. He looked over at Elizabeth. "I think he's begged so well, he deserves my hand too, don't you?"
"He has," Elizabeth nodded.
Neal wrapped his fingers around Peter's cock and moved in time with his thrusts inside Peter.
Peter groaned loudly, writhing into the other mans grip. "Thank you..." He moaned. "Your hand feels so good."
"I'm glad it feels good, baby," Neal murmured. He loved the feel of Peter's cock swelling in his hand.
"You two just look so hot together," Elizabeth smiled.
"It feels fucking amazing." He groaned, smiling at Elizabeth as he spoke.
"I'm glad, baby," she said. "I love watching you feel good. Both of you."
"He does," Neal smiled. "He feels so good. Are you getting close, baby?" he asked Peter.
Peter nodded quickly, murmuring. "Can't help it...feels so good and so damn right." He sighed.
"I know, baby," Neal said. "I'm close too, it's okay...."
"It is okay, you won't be able to hold back too long," Elizabeth smiled.
Peter rolled his hips slightly, yelping softly at the feeling of the other man sinking deeper inside of him. "Not long...but enough...fuck."
"I don't think I've ever been this deeply inside you," Neal groaned softly.
"He feels wonderful, doesn't he?" Elizabeth asked Neal. "I only know this with my fingers but he's so tight and hot, it's wonderful."
"It is," Neal agreed, moaning.
"So deep baby...never been like this before." He gripped at the sheet and shuddered. "Feels like its meant to be this way."
"It is, I think you had to wait for me to be here," Elizabeth said. "So beautiful, both of you."
Neal moaned. "God I feel so good, you both make me feel amazing."
Peter arched his back, lifting himself slowly and pressing his back to Neal's chest.
Neal steadied Peter, slowing his thrusts so Peter could rise up, his hands tight on Peter's body to make sure he only felt pleasure.
"So hot," Elizabeth sighed. "God, it's a whole new aspect to see him this way."
"I'm glad," Neal smiled.
Peter whimpered softly, arching and writhing. "Fuck Neal... so good... my god."
"I know baby, and you feel so fucking good around my cock, so good I don't know how I'm going to stand it much longer without coming," Neal growled softly into Peter's ear.
"I want to see that too," Elizabeth said. "Watch you both come this way.
Peter gasped softly, reaching a hand back to grip Neal's hair and moan. "Fuck me hard now... make me come... push it out of me."
"Yes, god, I'm going to make you come so hard, baby," Neal said. "Make you come all over my hand. Maybe Elizabeth will clean it up for us..."
"Just maybe," Elizabeth smiled. "Would you like me to lick you clean, baby?"
"Yes El...please...want to feel your tongue...driving me crazy." He moaned. "God it will feel so good."
"I know," Elizabeth said. "Maybe I'll clean Neal's hand too."
"I would love that,' Neal groaned, not sure how much the groan came from how Peter felt and how much came from the mental images of Elizabeth licking his hand.
Peter shuddered. "One day I'd like to have you suck me off while he does this...It would probably take all of 30 seconds between you, but my god would that be intense."
"God, yes, you'd be so beautiful between us even if it was short," Neal murmured into Peter's ear. "Intense and short is so good, too, baby."
"Pity we didn't think of that earlier... oh you were too sensitive," she reminded them. "Still, would have been interesting..." she knew he was too close for it to happen now.
"It will be interesting...fuck..." He moaned. "Neal baby...yes..." He reached a hand behind him, gripping Neal's hip as it trusted. "Almost...fuck...please..."
"I know, baby," Neal murmured, he stroked harder and fucked Peter a little more intensely, trying to push him over. He knew he'd follow him.
"Come for us, Peter," Elizabeth said, sometimes the words just worked when nothing else would.
Peter gasped and trembled, his fingers clutching at Neal as his hips spasmed, coming hard into Neal's hand and letting out a jagged moan.
"That's so good," Neal whispered into Peter's ear a moment before he came, deep inside Peter, hips thrusting harder than ever.
"You're both good, and so beautiful when you come," Elizabeth said. "Gorgeous and wonderful and amazing."
Peter panted and groaned. "Fuck... oh my god that... so good." Peter let out a slow laugh. "Can't think."
"Thinking's overrated," Neal sighed happily into the back of Peter's neck.
"Indeed," Elizabeth laughed. "Just lay down. Let me clean you both up." She took Neal's hand, letting them separate as they wanted to, but working her tongue over his hand, cleaning up Peter's come.
"God, you have the most amazing tongue," Neal sighed.
"Its just as amazing to watch..." Peter guided himself to the bed, careful to land on his side so he could get a clear view.
Elizabeth sucked each finger and licked between them, teasing just a little because she knew he wasn't able to do more.
Neal knew she was of course, but he was too sated and happy to do more than whisper, "tease."
"I think its more like a promise." Peter sagged back into the pillows with a happy sigh.
"Definitely a promise," Elizabeth let Neal's last finger slide out of her mouth and moved over to lick the come off Peter's cock.
"Yeah, definitely a promise," Neal sighed happily.
Peter gasped and arched. "Fuck, soft now...feels really intense babe."
"I know, I'll be careful," Elizabeth cleaned him gently. "This way we can shower in the morning. There's room for three," to Neal.
"Mmm, sounds perfect," Neal moved up to Peter's other side.
Peter nodded, sighing happily. "This is perfect...I never realized how much space this bed had till it was finally full."
"Just right, not over full," Elizabeth smiled, reaching over to take Neal's hand.
"Perfect," Neal smiled. "Not that I've slept here before."
"First in a long succession of nights crammed into this bed. Though Satch might never forgive you for stealing his spot." Peter teased lightly.
"We'll just have to give him lots of love and attention," Elizabeth said.
"Or we can squeeze him in," Neal suggested.
"Where?" Peter laughed. "It was hard enough to keep him from laying between El and I before."
"Point," Neal said. "We'll have to get him a bed and use one of the extra pillow cases on it."
"Now that might work, but you're too awake," she said.
Peter nodded. "We'll have to try that. Something to make him not grumpy with us for days."
"I think it will work. Neal can always smile at him," Elizabeth teased. "It seems to work on us."
Neal yawned. "Tomorrow."
"Yes...definitely tomorrow." Peter nodded, pressing a kiss to Neal's cheek, then doing the same to El before pulling the blanket up and finding his comfortable spot between them.
"Goodnight," Elizabeth whispered and closed her eyes.