"That smile" (6/6)
anonymous
June 6 2011, 09:17:03 UTC
Amell was gasping now as she opened her eyes, watching Cullen's face for his reaction as she moved one of her hands to his hip and the other to his throbbing manhood. She felt Anders remove his fingers and replace them with the tip of his cock, and he pressed forward, inserting himself slowly. She hissed then, drawing Cullen to open his eyes and his gaze lowered to what Anders was doing─ oddly enough he seemed to enjoy what he saw, bucking into her hand in time with Anders's gentle thrusts.
Then their gaze met, and Amell didn't break eye contact as she pulled him flush against her, wrapping her leg around his waist before guiding his stiff cock to her entrance. He trembled at the feeling of his tip inside her.
Guided the rest of the way by instinct, Cullen pushed forward, sheathing himself in her to the hilt. He inhaled sharply, his eyes closing as he lowered his head to rest on her shoulder, his calloused hands moved to rest over Anders's on her hip as he pulled out only to thrust forward again.
Amell moaned huskily at the feeling of both of them filling her, her hands coming up to grip Cullen's shoulders.
She felt the two men set up a gentle rhythm that set Cullen entering her as Anders pulled out, and she rocked between the two, her nails digging into the skin of Cullen's shoulders.
The pace increased and Anders was now groaning softly against her shoulder while Cullen's harsh breath danced over the skin of her breasts. His tongue darted out to stroke a nipple and he sucked the hardened bud it into his mouth. Feeling his tongue lap against her breast, she arched into him and tilted her head back as she panted harshly at the sensations overwhelming her.
The two continued their assault, closing in on her as their pace increased; her walls quivered and her legs shook where she stood between them she was sure if the two men weren't there to support her with their bodies that she's be a limp pile of limbs on the floor by now.
The sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Amell felt sweat forming on her brow.
The pace increased to an almost desperate thrusting from both males and she felt herself building up. She released one of Cullen's shoulders to reach between her legs, but Anders's hand pushed her's aside, and he rubbed her clit harshly as he reached his peak with a shuddering groan. She felt him spill inside her as he came and he continued to ride out the waves of his orgasm.
Amell desperately reached between her and Cullen, hand cupping and fondling his balls as he thrust into her harshly. He lost it then, his thrusts coming out in a jerky, desperate way, and he came into her, sending her reeling and she climaxed, her walls clamping over his member and milking him of his seed.
The trio stood trembling from their aftershocks, Anders and Cullen holding Amell up from collapse as Anders pulled out from her followed closely by Cullen.
Amell looked with half-lidded eyes to Cullen who looked down at her with an emotion she couldn't quite grasp before he lowered his head to kiss her. She accepted, tasting the saltiness of their combined sweat which had formed on their upper lips.
Anders coughed behind them and they turned to see him smirking that ever persistent smirk, “Well, if I knew Templar company was so enjoyable, I'd have invited you sooner.” He set to work with donning his robes, slipping it over his head, “So, where's your next post then?”
Cullen paused, and Amell thought that he might be angry or refuse, but he looked back down to her, considering, and a crease formed between his brow.
A few seconds ticked by before his features relaxed. “Harrowing Chamber, tomorrow night after enchanter Irving retires for bed.”
Cullen was still looking at her when she smiled shyly, intertwining her fingers with his. He squeezed her hand, thumb stroking her's softly.
When they looked back, Anders was smiling that smile that they both knew meant that they'd be experiencing something new tomorrow.
"That smile" (A/N)
anonymous
June 6 2011, 20:13:52 UTC
Goodness, in my haste to post this I completely forgot to check to see if Greagoir's name was spelled correctly. Please excuse that.
I also forgot to post an a/n, so here it is:
Well, here it is Anons! Although I do wish I'd come back to the prompt sooner─ it seems that another (very talented) anaon had already filled it (but you won't hear me complaining, it's delicious ;p). Well, hope you enjoy!
Re: "That smile" (OP here!)
anonymous
June 14 2011, 19:22:52 UTC
Honestly, when I posted I wasn't expecting TWO stories; but ohoo~ am I glad that there is!! Both are so. Fucking. Hot. I'm in OP heaven. Seriously. ♥ ♥ ♥
Then their gaze met, and Amell didn't break eye contact as she pulled him flush against her, wrapping her leg around his waist before guiding his stiff cock to her entrance. He trembled at the feeling of his tip inside her.
Guided the rest of the way by instinct, Cullen pushed forward, sheathing himself in her to the hilt. He inhaled sharply, his eyes closing as he lowered his head to rest on her shoulder, his calloused hands moved to rest over Anders's on her hip as he pulled out only to thrust forward again.
Amell moaned huskily at the feeling of both of them filling her, her hands coming up to grip Cullen's shoulders.
She felt the two men set up a gentle rhythm that set Cullen entering her as Anders pulled out, and she rocked between the two, her nails digging into the skin of Cullen's shoulders.
The pace increased and Anders was now groaning softly against her shoulder while Cullen's harsh breath danced over the skin of her breasts. His tongue darted out to stroke a nipple and he sucked the hardened bud it into his mouth. Feeling his tongue lap against her breast, she arched into him and tilted her head back as she panted harshly at the sensations overwhelming her.
The two continued their assault, closing in on her as their pace increased; her walls quivered and her legs shook where she stood between them she was sure if the two men weren't there to support her with their bodies that she's be a limp pile of limbs on the floor by now.
The sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Amell felt sweat forming on her brow.
The pace increased to an almost desperate thrusting from both males and she felt herself building up. She released one of Cullen's shoulders to reach between her legs, but Anders's hand pushed her's aside, and he rubbed her clit harshly as he reached his peak with a shuddering groan. She felt him spill inside her as he came and he continued to ride out the waves of his orgasm.
Amell desperately reached between her and Cullen, hand cupping and fondling his balls as he thrust into her harshly. He lost it then, his thrusts coming out in a jerky, desperate way, and he came into her, sending her reeling and she climaxed, her walls clamping over his member and milking him of his seed.
The trio stood trembling from their aftershocks, Anders and Cullen holding Amell up from collapse as Anders pulled out from her followed closely by Cullen.
Amell looked with half-lidded eyes to Cullen who looked down at her with an emotion she couldn't quite grasp before he lowered his head to kiss her. She accepted, tasting the saltiness of their combined sweat which had formed on their upper lips.
Anders coughed behind them and they turned to see him smirking that ever persistent smirk, “Well, if I knew Templar company was so enjoyable, I'd have invited you sooner.” He set to work with donning his robes, slipping it over his head, “So, where's your next post then?”
Cullen paused, and Amell thought that he might be angry or refuse, but he looked back down to her, considering, and a crease formed between his brow.
A few seconds ticked by before his features relaxed. “Harrowing Chamber, tomorrow night after enchanter Irving retires for bed.”
Cullen was still looking at her when she smiled shyly, intertwining her fingers with his. He squeezed her hand, thumb stroking her's softly.
When they looked back, Anders was smiling that smile that they both knew meant that they'd be experiencing something new tomorrow.
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I also forgot to post an a/n, so here it is:
Well, here it is Anons! Although I do wish I'd come back to the prompt sooner─ it seems that another (very talented) anaon had already filled it (but you won't hear me complaining, it's delicious ;p). Well, hope you enjoy!
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/deep breath
Wow.
While I have always adored Anders, I have never found him as insanely sexy as I do right now. This? Beyond hot. I salute you, author!anon.
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