[fanfiction] will you catch me if I fall?
365 Gay Sharks
Day 269, Word Count: 857
Theme: September; Camp
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Fandom/Pairings: RPF; Andrew/Emma/Jesse
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: Double penetration on this card. I started typing and I accidentally Andrew/Emma/Jesse?
Disclaimer: Lies and untruths. Now please go away.
Summary: They're perfect for this because the three of them have balance, Emma knows, and she settles on the bed.
will you catch me if I fall?
"Are you sure?"
It's about the eightieth time Jesse's asked her, and Emma nods. Jesse's biting his lip again, and Emma almost feels bad for asking, because she knew this would happen because Jesse's too careful, too calculated, too nervous. Andrew wraps his arms around Jesse's middle, whispering something Emma can't make out into the shell of his ear, and Jesse relaxes into Andrew's embrace. Pressing a kiss to Jesse's neck, Emma can see the way that Jesse melts into it and she remembers why she asked in the first place.
They're perfect for this because the three of them have balance, Emma knows, and she settles on the bed. Jesse's fingers curve around her face and he touches their foreheads together before tilting his head and pressing their lips together. She can tell it's a very reassuring and careful kiss, which is what he needs sometimes so she puts her hands on his hips and tries to reassure him and let him know that she'll be okay.
Andrew pulls Jesse away, gently tugging Emma toward him so she's settled on his chest and straddling him. He's undressed at some point, Emma's not sure when, and she suddenly feels very overdressed for the occasion. His hands skim up her thighs, hitching her dress up, and she can feel it being unzipped by Jesse. He pushes it off her shoulders, kissing the top of her spine, and Andrew pushes it up enough that she gets the hint and pull it off, tossing it somewhere in the vicinity of the laundry basket. Jesse's hands meet with Andrew's on her hips momentarily before Jesse's skim back up her body gently. Andrew's sliding her panties down, and Emma shifts so he can take them off and drop them off the side of the bed. It's a little awkward, the way undressing always is, but then she's naked and he's naked and it's all okay.
Emma breathes, in and out.
"Hi," Andrew says when she lowers herself down so their noses touch, "are you ready, love?"
"Absolutely," Emma says, loud enough for Jesse to hear, "Let's get this show on the road."
There's gentle hands guiding her hips into place (she already can't quite tell who owns what hands, but she thinks these belong to Jesse), and then Andrew's pressing at her entrance and she settles onto him slowly. They've fucked, kind of slow and lazy, in this exact position before, but that's not quite what Emma's in for this time. She's already wired and electric from slightly earlier, Jesse pretty on his knees with a clever tongue between her legs, and the first moments are long before Andrew shifts and Emma moans. Andrew's hands (she know they're his because Jesse's are skimming up and down her in aimless patterns and only he does that) are on her hips and he stills again. Jesse's hands still too, and then they leave her entirely until he's prepping her gently. It's not that they haven't done that before (they've done a lot of things, but never this) that haves Emma squeeze her eyes shut, it's more the coupling of the sensations and god does she want this.
With quick and nimble fingers like always, Jesse works her open until he's at four fingers and while maybe one day she'd want to know what a fist in her ass would feel like, it's not that day. Andrew kisses her, distracting and it almost works but oh. Oh, Jesse's hands meeting Andrew's again and it's not unusual but the feeling is. Emma's eyes are shut again, small choked noises coming from her, and Andrew quiets her.
"We've got you," he whispers, "It's okay, Em. We've got you."
Pressing their lips together gently, Andrew and Jesse are still until Emma herself shifts experimentally and ah! It's exactly the thing she wanted but it's also more. It's brilliance and burn and full and Jesse is shifting until everything is reduced to the locomotion of people and bodies and hands skimming over her, hands steady on her hips Em, oh Em.
Emma kisses Andrew-no, Emma crushes their lips together to focus on that singular sensation and not lose herself in everything that surrounds her and envelopes her being at that very second. Jesse's hand skims down until it's between her legs and rubbing gently, causing her to contract around Andrew. His fingers tighten on her hips and he moans into their kiss.
Everything is a little blurred after that, the order and the exact events, but she knows Andrew thrust up and deeper, that Jesse said her name as he came. She knows that it was like her brain shorted out for a moment, and then there was nothing to be done about it until she could remember them pulling away and how empty everything felt.
Jesse curls up behind her, nose probably in her hair, and Andrew curls up next to her, fingers finding Jesse's on her hip. Their fingers interlock, and Emma smiles because they've got her.
"Thanks," she says quietly, "I love you guys."
Jesse says, "We know."
"And," Andrew tags on, "we love you back."
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Day 269, Word Count: 857
Theme: September; Camp
This post is part of the 365 Gay Sharks project. If you would like to learn more about this project, click here to read more about it. :D
Fandom/Pairings: RPF; Andrew/Emma/Jesse
Rating: R
Pre-Notes: Double penetration on this card. I started typing and I accidentally Andrew/Emma/Jesse?
Disclaimer: Lies and untruths. Now please go away.
Summary: They're perfect for this because the three of them have balance, Emma knows, and she settles on the bed.
will you catch me if I fall?
"Are you sure?"
It's about the eightieth time Jesse's asked her, and Emma nods. Jesse's biting his lip again, and Emma almost feels bad for asking, because she knew this would happen because Jesse's too careful, too calculated, too nervous. Andrew wraps his arms around Jesse's middle, whispering something Emma can't make out into the shell of his ear, and Jesse relaxes into Andrew's embrace. Pressing a kiss to Jesse's neck, Emma can see the way that Jesse melts into it and she remembers why she asked in the first place.
They're perfect for this because the three of them have balance, Emma knows, and she settles on the bed. Jesse's fingers curve around her face and he touches their foreheads together before tilting his head and pressing their lips together. She can tell it's a very reassuring and careful kiss, which is what he needs sometimes so she puts her hands on his hips and tries to reassure him and let him know that she'll be okay.
Andrew pulls Jesse away, gently tugging Emma toward him so she's settled on his chest and straddling him. He's undressed at some point, Emma's not sure when, and she suddenly feels very overdressed for the occasion. His hands skim up her thighs, hitching her dress up, and she can feel it being unzipped by Jesse. He pushes it off her shoulders, kissing the top of her spine, and Andrew pushes it up enough that she gets the hint and pull it off, tossing it somewhere in the vicinity of the laundry basket. Jesse's hands meet with Andrew's on her hips momentarily before Jesse's skim back up her body gently. Andrew's sliding her panties down, and Emma shifts so he can take them off and drop them off the side of the bed. It's a little awkward, the way undressing always is, but then she's naked and he's naked and it's all okay.
Emma breathes, in and out.
"Hi," Andrew says when she lowers herself down so their noses touch, "are you ready, love?"
"Absolutely," Emma says, loud enough for Jesse to hear, "Let's get this show on the road."
There's gentle hands guiding her hips into place (she already can't quite tell who owns what hands, but she thinks these belong to Jesse), and then Andrew's pressing at her entrance and she settles onto him slowly. They've fucked, kind of slow and lazy, in this exact position before, but that's not quite what Emma's in for this time. She's already wired and electric from slightly earlier, Jesse pretty on his knees with a clever tongue between her legs, and the first moments are long before Andrew shifts and Emma moans. Andrew's hands (she know they're his because Jesse's are skimming up and down her in aimless patterns and only he does that) are on her hips and he stills again. Jesse's hands still too, and then they leave her entirely until he's prepping her gently. It's not that they haven't done that before (they've done a lot of things, but never this) that haves Emma squeeze her eyes shut, it's more the coupling of the sensations and god does she want this.
With quick and nimble fingers like always, Jesse works her open until he's at four fingers and while maybe one day she'd want to know what a fist in her ass would feel like, it's not that day. Andrew kisses her, distracting and it almost works but oh. Oh, Jesse's hands meeting Andrew's again and it's not unusual but the feeling is. Emma's eyes are shut again, small choked noises coming from her, and Andrew quiets her.
"We've got you," he whispers, "It's okay, Em. We've got you."
Pressing their lips together gently, Andrew and Jesse are still until Emma herself shifts experimentally and ah! It's exactly the thing she wanted but it's also more. It's brilliance and burn and full and Jesse is shifting until everything is reduced to the locomotion of people and bodies and hands skimming over her, hands steady on her hips Em, oh Em.
Emma kisses Andrew-no, Emma crushes their lips together to focus on that singular sensation and not lose herself in everything that surrounds her and envelopes her being at that very second. Jesse's hand skims down until it's between her legs and rubbing gently, causing her to contract around Andrew. His fingers tighten on her hips and he moans into their kiss.
Everything is a little blurred after that, the order and the exact events, but she knows Andrew thrust up and deeper, that Jesse said her name as he came. She knows that it was like her brain shorted out for a moment, and then there was nothing to be done about it until she could remember them pulling away and how empty everything felt.
Jesse curls up behind her, nose probably in her hair, and Andrew curls up next to her, fingers finding Jesse's on her hip. Their fingers interlock, and Emma smiles because they've got her.
"Thanks," she says quietly, "I love you guys."
Jesse says, "We know."
"And," Andrew tags on, "we love you back."
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