FIC: Mine (Riptide, N/C/M, NC-17)
Title: Mine
Author: Sara
Rating: NC-17, FRAO, No Pants at all ever
Fandom: Riptide
Pairing: Cody/Murray/Nick
Summary: Not enough plot to summarize. Pure smut.
Word Count: 1375
Disclaimer: The guys aren't mine. Darn it.
Archiving: At the Double Your Pleasure Archive eventually when I have time.
Notes: This was written a couple of years ago for a meme watergal did and was only ever posted in an f-locked post. I’d utterly forgotten about it until tinx_r spotted it and commented on it. I don’t believe it was ever betaed-it was intended to be just a smutty snippet. I got the smut part of that, but it’s a little too long for a snippet.
Feedback: sara_merry99 @ livejournal.com, any and all feedback welcome
Cody wasn't with us that night, I'm not sure where he was. That's not what I remember about the night. It was the first time Murray and I had done anything together without him, anything sexual anyway. It had taken a few minutes to get past the weirdness. To get past feeling like we were cheating on him.
By the time we were undressed, we were fine. Murray fingers were everywhere on me, strong and capable, pulling me apart with spider-touches then putting me back together again with firm, soothing strokes. I was trembling on the brink of coming, when I grabbed his wrists and flipped us over.
"My turn," I said as I arranged him on his back with me kneeling between his legs. His pale body stretched out in front of me like a beam of light shimmering and trembling. Cutting through the shadows. I dropped touches on him almost at random just to hear the noises he made. A finger on his shadowed nipple brought a gasp. A slow swipe of my palm from his throat to his navel made his breath stutter, "Ah...ah...ah." He rolled his hips to try and get his cock in my hand, but I avoided it. The lack of touch made him groan.
With both hands I stroked over his hips, trailing my thumbs along the edges of his pubic hair. He writhed and moaned, the moans resolving into words, "Oh, God. Yesyes, so good. Lovelovelove." The ragged rise and fall of his voice was like a drug seeping into my brain, my body. I needed more of him, more of his voice, more of that beautiful broken sound.
I knelt over him on all fours. He looked at me with scalding hot eyes and a smug smile on his face, like he knew how badly I wanted him. How much I needed to taste him. I opened my mouth and his eyes fluttered closed, anticipating what it was going to feel like. I blew a breath up the long vein on his cock, he didn't react at first but when I got to the crown, slick and wet he jolted and cried out, "Aahh, God." I followed up the cool breath with a thick swipe of my tongue. If Murray made a noise, I lost it in my own groan at how good his pre-come tasted. How perfect his skin, taut and satiny and hot, was to my tongue.
I traced down the long vein with the tip of my tongue ending at the wrinkled skin of his balls. I went back up to the crown with another breath, focused and cold on the wet skin. His cock jumped, hitting my chin, and I could see gooseflesh on his belly underneath. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and sighed, "Yes, yes. Now, God, Nick. Stop teasing."
Oh, God, that was beautiful. He was loud and demanding and his hands were hard in my hair, pulling. Yes. Yes. He'd been such a quiet lover at first, contented to want whatever we wanted, grateful that we allowed him in our bed at all. Cody and I made it a project to draw him out. "Nick," his voice was rough, "damn it, suck me." God, yes.
I was going to give him what he wanted, what we wanted. Really. I was distracted when the bed shifted next to me and Cody, I knew it was Cody from his aftershave, licked his way up my spine, slow and hot. He wound out wrapped around me, body tight against mine, mouth on the back of my neck, cock hard in the crack of my ass, one arm around my chest. He thrust against me, the blunt head of his cock teasing my ass, and said in a strangled voice, "Better suck him, Nick." He bit the back of my neck, then soothed the sore place with a brush of his mustache that made my skin twitch. I rocked my hips back toward him. "Give Murray what he wants and I'll give you what you want."
I spread my legs to give Cody better access, making whimpering noises I've been embarrassed about ever since. My head dropped and Murray's cock twitched against my lips, leaving a slick of salty pre-come. I licked it off, off my lips, off Murray's belly. He tightened his hand in my hair, pulling hard. Just a sliver of pain, like a spice. Behind me Cody fumbled with the lube one-handed, his other thumb, spit-slick, rubbed my hole until it spasmed with the pleasure. I licked Murray's cock and he groaned; so did I.
I wanted to extend the pleasure out more but I couldn't wait any longer. I took Murray's cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head as I stroked the base with my hand. Behind me Cody stroked me open with his finger. My eyes closed so I could focus on what I was feeling and what I was doing. I knew Cody wasn't trying to tease me, God I knew, but I wanted his cock inside me. I released Murray from my mouth, keeping up the rhythm with my hand. He mewled and tugged my hair again. I said, "Jesus, Cody, just fuck me." He moaned, and bit my neck again, his fingers still stretching me.
I sucked Murray in deep, loving the snap of his hips as he shouted, "Don't stop. Please, Nick." I hummed my agreement. He thrust into my mouth a few times, breathing hard, but stopped just as I felt Cody's thick cock-head entering me. All I was able to do was groan, but Murray gave voice to my words, "Oh, God. Cody!" His voice ended in a wail as I got myself together enough to start working on him with lips and tongue and little gliding nips. Under my fingers I could feel his stomach muscles fluttering, tension building. Oh, yes, Murray, yes. I kept one hand on his cock to control the depth of his thrusts, and let the other one trace up his chest, following the lines of his ribs. When I found a nipple I pinched and Murray arched under me, coming with great gasping breaths.
He scrambled out from under me while he was still pulsing in my mouth. I keened at the loss, licking his come off my lips until there wasn't a hint of the flavor left. Murray knelt at my shoulder and kissed Cody over my shoulder, stroking both of us, my chest and Cody's back, long slides of the hand that included both of us. Cody growled and sat up, pulling me down hard onto his cock. His other hand drew Murray back into their kiss. "Ahhh, yes," I shouted as he struck my prostate, sending sparks through every nerve. Murray took my cock in one of his strong hands, stroking me in time with Cody's thrusts. The perfection of the moment ripped through me, tastes and sounds, textures and sensations, Murray and Cody in me and on me and around me. I shouted their names and came into Murray's hand. Cody sunk his teeth into the base of my neck and I felt him shaking as his orgasm followed right on the heels of mine.
We wound up curled together, my head on Cody's arm, Murray's long leg over both of us, a tangled knot of sweaty, sticky, sated bodies. Murray nudged the back of my head with his nose and said, "I guess we didn't have to worry about leaving Cody out after all."
Cody grunted and pulled both of us closer to him. His voice was soft when he said, "I don't think I've ever seen anything hotter than the two of you together. You look so..." I felt the heat of his blush where his cheek rested on my forehead. I poked him to get him to go on, "mine. I see you together and I know you're both mine and it's..." He stopped again.
"Perfect," I finished for him. He grunted an affirmative.
I was prepared for that to be the end of the conversation, but I felt Murray's cock, twitch behind me, filling. "I...ah...I'd really like to watch you two together sometime."
**END**
All of my Riptide Stories are linked here.
Author: Sara
Rating: NC-17, FRAO, No Pants at all ever
Fandom: Riptide
Pairing: Cody/Murray/Nick
Summary: Not enough plot to summarize. Pure smut.
Word Count: 1375
Disclaimer: The guys aren't mine. Darn it.
Archiving: At the Double Your Pleasure Archive eventually when I have time.
Notes: This was written a couple of years ago for a meme watergal did and was only ever posted in an f-locked post. I’d utterly forgotten about it until tinx_r spotted it and commented on it. I don’t believe it was ever betaed-it was intended to be just a smutty snippet. I got the smut part of that, but it’s a little too long for a snippet.
Feedback: sara_merry99 @ livejournal.com, any and all feedback welcome
Cody wasn't with us that night, I'm not sure where he was. That's not what I remember about the night. It was the first time Murray and I had done anything together without him, anything sexual anyway. It had taken a few minutes to get past the weirdness. To get past feeling like we were cheating on him.
By the time we were undressed, we were fine. Murray fingers were everywhere on me, strong and capable, pulling me apart with spider-touches then putting me back together again with firm, soothing strokes. I was trembling on the brink of coming, when I grabbed his wrists and flipped us over.
"My turn," I said as I arranged him on his back with me kneeling between his legs. His pale body stretched out in front of me like a beam of light shimmering and trembling. Cutting through the shadows. I dropped touches on him almost at random just to hear the noises he made. A finger on his shadowed nipple brought a gasp. A slow swipe of my palm from his throat to his navel made his breath stutter, "Ah...ah...ah." He rolled his hips to try and get his cock in my hand, but I avoided it. The lack of touch made him groan.
With both hands I stroked over his hips, trailing my thumbs along the edges of his pubic hair. He writhed and moaned, the moans resolving into words, "Oh, God. Yesyes, so good. Lovelovelove." The ragged rise and fall of his voice was like a drug seeping into my brain, my body. I needed more of him, more of his voice, more of that beautiful broken sound.
I knelt over him on all fours. He looked at me with scalding hot eyes and a smug smile on his face, like he knew how badly I wanted him. How much I needed to taste him. I opened my mouth and his eyes fluttered closed, anticipating what it was going to feel like. I blew a breath up the long vein on his cock, he didn't react at first but when I got to the crown, slick and wet he jolted and cried out, "Aahh, God." I followed up the cool breath with a thick swipe of my tongue. If Murray made a noise, I lost it in my own groan at how good his pre-come tasted. How perfect his skin, taut and satiny and hot, was to my tongue.
I traced down the long vein with the tip of my tongue ending at the wrinkled skin of his balls. I went back up to the crown with another breath, focused and cold on the wet skin. His cock jumped, hitting my chin, and I could see gooseflesh on his belly underneath. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and sighed, "Yes, yes. Now, God, Nick. Stop teasing."
Oh, God, that was beautiful. He was loud and demanding and his hands were hard in my hair, pulling. Yes. Yes. He'd been such a quiet lover at first, contented to want whatever we wanted, grateful that we allowed him in our bed at all. Cody and I made it a project to draw him out. "Nick," his voice was rough, "damn it, suck me." God, yes.
I was going to give him what he wanted, what we wanted. Really. I was distracted when the bed shifted next to me and Cody, I knew it was Cody from his aftershave, licked his way up my spine, slow and hot. He wound out wrapped around me, body tight against mine, mouth on the back of my neck, cock hard in the crack of my ass, one arm around my chest. He thrust against me, the blunt head of his cock teasing my ass, and said in a strangled voice, "Better suck him, Nick." He bit the back of my neck, then soothed the sore place with a brush of his mustache that made my skin twitch. I rocked my hips back toward him. "Give Murray what he wants and I'll give you what you want."
I spread my legs to give Cody better access, making whimpering noises I've been embarrassed about ever since. My head dropped and Murray's cock twitched against my lips, leaving a slick of salty pre-come. I licked it off, off my lips, off Murray's belly. He tightened his hand in my hair, pulling hard. Just a sliver of pain, like a spice. Behind me Cody fumbled with the lube one-handed, his other thumb, spit-slick, rubbed my hole until it spasmed with the pleasure. I licked Murray's cock and he groaned; so did I.
I wanted to extend the pleasure out more but I couldn't wait any longer. I took Murray's cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head as I stroked the base with my hand. Behind me Cody stroked me open with his finger. My eyes closed so I could focus on what I was feeling and what I was doing. I knew Cody wasn't trying to tease me, God I knew, but I wanted his cock inside me. I released Murray from my mouth, keeping up the rhythm with my hand. He mewled and tugged my hair again. I said, "Jesus, Cody, just fuck me." He moaned, and bit my neck again, his fingers still stretching me.
I sucked Murray in deep, loving the snap of his hips as he shouted, "Don't stop. Please, Nick." I hummed my agreement. He thrust into my mouth a few times, breathing hard, but stopped just as I felt Cody's thick cock-head entering me. All I was able to do was groan, but Murray gave voice to my words, "Oh, God. Cody!" His voice ended in a wail as I got myself together enough to start working on him with lips and tongue and little gliding nips. Under my fingers I could feel his stomach muscles fluttering, tension building. Oh, yes, Murray, yes. I kept one hand on his cock to control the depth of his thrusts, and let the other one trace up his chest, following the lines of his ribs. When I found a nipple I pinched and Murray arched under me, coming with great gasping breaths.
He scrambled out from under me while he was still pulsing in my mouth. I keened at the loss, licking his come off my lips until there wasn't a hint of the flavor left. Murray knelt at my shoulder and kissed Cody over my shoulder, stroking both of us, my chest and Cody's back, long slides of the hand that included both of us. Cody growled and sat up, pulling me down hard onto his cock. His other hand drew Murray back into their kiss. "Ahhh, yes," I shouted as he struck my prostate, sending sparks through every nerve. Murray took my cock in one of his strong hands, stroking me in time with Cody's thrusts. The perfection of the moment ripped through me, tastes and sounds, textures and sensations, Murray and Cody in me and on me and around me. I shouted their names and came into Murray's hand. Cody sunk his teeth into the base of my neck and I felt him shaking as his orgasm followed right on the heels of mine.
We wound up curled together, my head on Cody's arm, Murray's long leg over both of us, a tangled knot of sweaty, sticky, sated bodies. Murray nudged the back of my head with his nose and said, "I guess we didn't have to worry about leaving Cody out after all."
Cody grunted and pulled both of us closer to him. His voice was soft when he said, "I don't think I've ever seen anything hotter than the two of you together. You look so..." I felt the heat of his blush where his cheek rested on my forehead. I poked him to get him to go on, "mine. I see you together and I know you're both mine and it's..." He stopped again.
"Perfect," I finished for him. He grunted an affirmative.
I was prepared for that to be the end of the conversation, but I felt Murray's cock, twitch behind me, filling. "I...ah...I'd really like to watch you two together sometime."
**END**
All of my Riptide Stories are linked here.