FIC: "Room to Maneuver," Helen Magnus/James Watson/Nikola Tesla, Sanctuary, Adult
Title: Room to Maneuver
Author: geonncannon
Fandom: Sanctuary
Pairing: Helen Magnus/James Watson/Nikola Tesla
Word Count: 1,051
Category: PWP
Spoilers: Random Five stuff, nothing major
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me!
Rating: Adult
Author's Notes: This story made possible by the Porn Battle prompt "Helen Magnus/James Watson/Nikola Tesla, comfort" and "undressing"
Summary: An inventor is sometimes like a tailor; accurate measurements are a must.
Nikola raised an eyebrow when James stopped. "We could design it to fit over your clothing, but that may draw undue attention."
James glanced at Helen over his shoulder. She looked a little too eager at the prospect of what was about to happen. Finally, James sighed and unbuttoned his long johns. He shrugged out of them and pushed the material down over his hips. When he straightened, he held his hands out palm-up as Nikola examined him. To his credit, Nikola remained professional as he ran his eyes over James' chest, down to the smooth line of his stomach.
Helen slid off her stool and moved to stand beside James. She smiled at him, and he narrowed his eyes in a silent warning to her. She pursed her lips in a barely contained smile. She traced a finger down her throat, teasing the lace of her collar. Nikola circled James in a slow circle. Helen touched her tongue to the corner of her mouth.
Nikola stopped in front of him and looked down at his crotch. "Hm."
James and Helen both looked down. Helen covered her mouth and James signed theatrically. "Helen..."
"Don't blame me!" Helen laughed.
"No, it's good," Nikola said. "The frame should allow for some... growth. Is that as large as it gets?"
James opened his mouth to answer, but Helen beat him to the punch. "Hardly."
James and Nikola both looked at her. Nikola cleared his throat. "Then perhaps I should get an idea of just how much room will be required. Helen?"
Helen smiled and stepped behind James. She threaded her arms underneath his, pressing tightly against him from behind. He sagged against her weight and turned so that his whiskers brushed her cheek. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you planned this."
"An opportunity arises, I grasp it tightly." James hissed through his teeth as she did just that, stroking him gently. She breathed on his neck and he closed his eyes. Her other hand stroked his thigh, moving up to tease his scrotum with her fingertips before cupping him with her palm. She glanced down and smiled at the way his cock filled her hand, the bulbous head rising from the loop of her thumb and forefinger. James put his hands behind his back and pressed his fingers to the front of her dress.
Helen closed her eyes. "Oh, unfair..."
"You would know, dear..."
Helen opened her eyes and saw Nikola staring at them. Her cheeks became flush, but she didn't stop. She didn't look away. She met his gaze fully as James expertly stroked her. His genius wasn't confined to numbers and information gleaned from books... he knew a woman's body better than most women. She parted her lips in a gasp, closing her eyes out of pleasure but only for a moment.
Nikola's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. His face looked paler than normal. She ran her eyes down the smooth plait of his shirt to the crotch of his trousers. "No need to be shy, Nikola. You wish to see how large James can get, he must be stimulated to the extreme." Her voice broke on the final word and she bit her lip. The material of her gown was stretched across her vulva, tight as a drumhead, and he began tapping the material with the pad of his middle finger. Each tap sent vibrations through her lower body and inched her closer to orgasm.
Nikola unzipped his pants. It sounded deafening in the room. He threaded his cock through the opening and stepped forward. Helen eyed it and wet her lips with her tongue. She circled the head of James' cock, then held her hand out to Nikola to beckon him forward. He took one step closer and lifted his erection, grunting when Helen wrapped her fingers around it.
She thrust forward with her hips, her knees already quaking from James' drumbeat. She opened her hand, spread her fingers, and gripped both men together. Their cocks rubbed together in a way that made them both hiss, and Helen nipped James' ear as she watched Nikola's face. "How does that feel, Nikola?" she whispered. "Isn't it exquisite, James?"
Nikola's lips parted, revealing the tip of his tongue. James moved his hand, linking his fingers with Helen's. Together, they guided Nikola's cock along James' length. James rolled his head back, his other hand still tapping a rapid beat against Helen's sex. She slid her hand down the shaft, and Nikola took her place. He and James held hands, their cocks clasped in their hands, and they began thrusting their hips against each other.
Helen closed her fingers around the base of James' cock and suddenly tightened. James groaned, and Helen said, "Now, Nikola. Your measurement. Hurry... I'm not certain how long I can keep him like this, the poor dear."
Nikola was panting, his cock thick and turgid as he picked up his measuring tape. He held one end to the tip of James' cock, which glistened with pre-come, and used his thumb to run the thin yellow tape down to the base where Helen was holding it. Nikola swallowed, nodded, and retook his position. James held him, and Nikola put his arms around James' waist to grab Helen. He splayed his fingers in the small of Helen's back and they crushed James between them.
Nikola arched his back as Helen stroked James again. She felt his come on her fingers, and Nikola's joined it a few seconds later. She rubbed herself against James' palm, wanton and eager, and she came as the two men pulled apart. Nikola's cock was dripping with come, either his own or James', and he demurely wiped it with a cloth before tucking it back into his trousers. James swallowed hard and turned to Helen, chastely kissing her with closed lips before they separated.
"Did you finish as well, my love?"
Helen nodded. She kissed his lips again and then faced Nikola. He was writing down numbers with a shaking hand. "Well, Nikola? This device... do you believe you can build it?"
"Yes." He looked up with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "I may require a few more measurements before I make the final prototype, however."
James and Helen smirked at each other.
Author: geonncannon
Fandom: Sanctuary
Pairing: Helen Magnus/James Watson/Nikola Tesla
Word Count: 1,051
Category: PWP
Spoilers: Random Five stuff, nothing major
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me!
Rating: Adult
Author's Notes: This story made possible by the Porn Battle prompt "Helen Magnus/James Watson/Nikola Tesla, comfort" and "undressing"
Summary: An inventor is sometimes like a tailor; accurate measurements are a must.
Nikola raised an eyebrow when James stopped. "We could design it to fit over your clothing, but that may draw undue attention."
James glanced at Helen over his shoulder. She looked a little too eager at the prospect of what was about to happen. Finally, James sighed and unbuttoned his long johns. He shrugged out of them and pushed the material down over his hips. When he straightened, he held his hands out palm-up as Nikola examined him. To his credit, Nikola remained professional as he ran his eyes over James' chest, down to the smooth line of his stomach.
Helen slid off her stool and moved to stand beside James. She smiled at him, and he narrowed his eyes in a silent warning to her. She pursed her lips in a barely contained smile. She traced a finger down her throat, teasing the lace of her collar. Nikola circled James in a slow circle. Helen touched her tongue to the corner of her mouth.
Nikola stopped in front of him and looked down at his crotch. "Hm."
James and Helen both looked down. Helen covered her mouth and James signed theatrically. "Helen..."
"Don't blame me!" Helen laughed.
"No, it's good," Nikola said. "The frame should allow for some... growth. Is that as large as it gets?"
James opened his mouth to answer, but Helen beat him to the punch. "Hardly."
James and Nikola both looked at her. Nikola cleared his throat. "Then perhaps I should get an idea of just how much room will be required. Helen?"
Helen smiled and stepped behind James. She threaded her arms underneath his, pressing tightly against him from behind. He sagged against her weight and turned so that his whiskers brushed her cheek. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you planned this."
"An opportunity arises, I grasp it tightly." James hissed through his teeth as she did just that, stroking him gently. She breathed on his neck and he closed his eyes. Her other hand stroked his thigh, moving up to tease his scrotum with her fingertips before cupping him with her palm. She glanced down and smiled at the way his cock filled her hand, the bulbous head rising from the loop of her thumb and forefinger. James put his hands behind his back and pressed his fingers to the front of her dress.
Helen closed her eyes. "Oh, unfair..."
"You would know, dear..."
Helen opened her eyes and saw Nikola staring at them. Her cheeks became flush, but she didn't stop. She didn't look away. She met his gaze fully as James expertly stroked her. His genius wasn't confined to numbers and information gleaned from books... he knew a woman's body better than most women. She parted her lips in a gasp, closing her eyes out of pleasure but only for a moment.
Nikola's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. His face looked paler than normal. She ran her eyes down the smooth plait of his shirt to the crotch of his trousers. "No need to be shy, Nikola. You wish to see how large James can get, he must be stimulated to the extreme." Her voice broke on the final word and she bit her lip. The material of her gown was stretched across her vulva, tight as a drumhead, and he began tapping the material with the pad of his middle finger. Each tap sent vibrations through her lower body and inched her closer to orgasm.
Nikola unzipped his pants. It sounded deafening in the room. He threaded his cock through the opening and stepped forward. Helen eyed it and wet her lips with her tongue. She circled the head of James' cock, then held her hand out to Nikola to beckon him forward. He took one step closer and lifted his erection, grunting when Helen wrapped her fingers around it.
She thrust forward with her hips, her knees already quaking from James' drumbeat. She opened her hand, spread her fingers, and gripped both men together. Their cocks rubbed together in a way that made them both hiss, and Helen nipped James' ear as she watched Nikola's face. "How does that feel, Nikola?" she whispered. "Isn't it exquisite, James?"
Nikola's lips parted, revealing the tip of his tongue. James moved his hand, linking his fingers with Helen's. Together, they guided Nikola's cock along James' length. James rolled his head back, his other hand still tapping a rapid beat against Helen's sex. She slid her hand down the shaft, and Nikola took her place. He and James held hands, their cocks clasped in their hands, and they began thrusting their hips against each other.
Helen closed her fingers around the base of James' cock and suddenly tightened. James groaned, and Helen said, "Now, Nikola. Your measurement. Hurry... I'm not certain how long I can keep him like this, the poor dear."
Nikola was panting, his cock thick and turgid as he picked up his measuring tape. He held one end to the tip of James' cock, which glistened with pre-come, and used his thumb to run the thin yellow tape down to the base where Helen was holding it. Nikola swallowed, nodded, and retook his position. James held him, and Nikola put his arms around James' waist to grab Helen. He splayed his fingers in the small of Helen's back and they crushed James between them.
Nikola arched his back as Helen stroked James again. She felt his come on her fingers, and Nikola's joined it a few seconds later. She rubbed herself against James' palm, wanton and eager, and she came as the two men pulled apart. Nikola's cock was dripping with come, either his own or James', and he demurely wiped it with a cloth before tucking it back into his trousers. James swallowed hard and turned to Helen, chastely kissing her with closed lips before they separated.
"Did you finish as well, my love?"
Helen nodded. She kissed his lips again and then faced Nikola. He was writing down numbers with a shaking hand. "Well, Nikola? This device... do you believe you can build it?"
"Yes." He looked up with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "I may require a few more measurements before I make the final prototype, however."
James and Helen smirked at each other.