Dysfunctional Liaisons 4/5
Title: Dysfunctional Liaisons
Pairing: Andy/Brenda, Brenda/Sharon, Andy/Sharon, Andy/Brenda/Sharon
Fandom: The Closer
Rating: M/NC-17
Word Count: 7,157
Summary: A sequel to Temporary Insanity where things get complicated until eventually they come together before falling apart.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: It's not strictly necessary to have read the other fic, but it is mentioned quite a few times in this one.
A/N 2: I'm posting the story divided into parts, each part with it's own pairing. So if any of the pairings offend you, don't read them, but it is one story as whole, so you might miss something.
[ Andy/Brenda ][ Brenda/Sharon ][ Andy/Sharon ][ Sharon/Brenda/Andy ][ Sharon/Andy ]
Sharon couldn’t believe she was doing this again. She had had trouble enough getting over it that first time. A threesome in an office with a superior and a subordinate. Life hadn’t become easier when she had had her little tryst with Brenda and then another one with Andy. And then, as if someone had decided to punish her she had then been forced to follow the two of them around for a couple of months, being constantly confronted with their faces, bodies and all the reasons it should never happen again. But here she was. Again.
It had been a few weeks since the settlement, since the Johnson Rule. Since the last actual conversation she had had with Brenda. Sharon had seen glimpses of Brenda, had even said ‘hello’ to her in passing. It was the same for Andy. She had been back in FID, wrapped up in OIS’s, not wanting to admit to herself that she missed the two of them even if she hadn’t touched them in months.
Until now when she found herself once caught between their bodies, being stripped of her clothes, Andy lips on the back of neck while Brenda kissed her lips. She hadn’t mentioned to either of them that she had had sex with them separately. She didn’t know how much they shared with each other and she was not going to be the one that drove a wedge between them, but now she doubted if that was possible if they trusted each other enough to invite her into their relationship a second time.
Sharon had known exactly what they wanted when they had appeared in her office together. They hadn’t needed to even say word and she had come with them willingly to Andy’s apartment. These past few weeks hadn’t been the same without them. She hated herself for it, but she needed them more than she would like admit.
So she cradled the back of Brenda’s head and pulled her closer, savoring the feeling of their naked bodies pressed together and the way Andy’s solid form was keeping her there, his hands moving down her sides, over her hips before they moved to Brenda and slid up her body, teasing the sides of her breasts before his hands slipped between their bodies and cupped Sharon’s breasts, pinching her nipples.
Sharon moaned, breaking the kiss. Brenda’s lips latched onto her throat without a moment’s hesitation. They stumbled into the bedroom, falling down on the bed in a tangle of limbs. She tried to move on top of the blonde, but Brenda was quicker, straddling her hips, pinning her wrists down on the mattress.
“You’re not going to go first this time, Sharon. Do you think you can wait?” Sharon clenched her fists and tilted her jaw up. Brenda gave her a mischievous little smile. Sharon managed to lift her head far enough to capture her lips in a soft kiss, brushing her lips over Brenda’s until the grip in her wrists loosened and she could switch their positions. She grinned, looming over Brenda who only quirked an eyebrow.
“Yes,” she replied finally, moving off Brenda to let the blonde up. She lay down on her side and watched as Brenda crawled on top of Andy, kissing his chest, sinking her teeth in his skin, marking him right above his heart. Andy groaned, pulling Brenda up so he could kiss her, his hands sliding in her hair as hers cupped his jaw.
Not for the first time since this whole complicated thing that had started, Sharon felt like she shouldn’t be there. Brenda and Andy, no matter how illicit their affair, looked beautiful together, like they belonged with each other. They looked better than Brenda and her husband ever could. She doubted if they knew that with the way they so easily involved her.
For a second Sharon wanted to leave. They didn’t need her there and in time she would be able to convince herself that she didn’t want them anymore, but Brenda reached out to briefly caress her face and Sharon knew that she couldn’t leave them. So she simply stayed, letting her lips brush against Andy’s shoulder as Brenda rose up and sunk down on his cock.
She watched as Brenda began to set a slow rhythm, rolling her hips, occasionally rising before sinking back down on him. The blonde seemed to know exactly what Andy liked, eliciting moans and whimpers from him with every twist of her hips. Sharon thought back on that time she had fucked him in her office, how sloppy she had been, chasing after her own pleasure rather than his. He had liked it well enough, but it was nothing like this.
Brenda knew him through and through, knew what he liked and how he liked it. His face was twisted in ecstasy as Brenda rode him, concentration evident on her face. She wanted to please him, ignoring her needs until she reached out to wrap her fingers around Sharon’s wrist. Sharon looked at it, rising up on her knees as Brenda guided their hands to her centre, to her clit.
Sharon circled it, pressed down on it, causing Brenda to cry out. She kissed Brenda’s shoulder and brushed her blond locks aside, so she could kiss her neck and suck on it softly, not enough to leave a mark, but enough make Brenda feel her want, her desire as she helped Brenda get closer to her orgasm, her fingers never leaving Brenda’s clit.
The room was filled with the sounds of sex, Andy’s and Brenda’s moans filling the otherwise silent bedroom. Sharon could feel Andy’s cock brush against her fingertips, could feel him sliding in and out of Brenda. She looked at their faces and knew they were both close. She could see that Andy was holding off, wanting to come with Brenda and Sharon wanted to give him that. She sped up her pace and used more pressure more force until she could feel Brenda come apart.
They both came with a cry before Brenda fell forward, breathing heavily. Sharon pulled her hand back and watched them in their bliss. Their eyes were closed and one of Andy’s hands came up to play with a lock of Brenda’s hair. They looked as happy as Sharon had ever seen them. She shouldn’t be here, but she didn’t want to leave and when Brenda rolled on top of her, again pinning her to the mattress, she couldn’t either.
She could taste Brenda’s and Andy’s sweat on the blonde’s lips when they kissed. She reveled in the taste, in the feeling of Brenda’s tongue in her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it, sucking on it. She softly bit the tip of Brenda’s tongue, gently pulling on it before releasing it. Brenda grinned at her before she released her wrists and started kissing her way down to Sharon’s throat.
Sharon wanted to touch Brenda, feel her soft skin, cup her breasts, to fuck her. But the recent freedom her wrists were given was quickly taken away when she tried to move them. She turned her head to see that Andy had reached out to restrain her wrists. Sharon wondered if they had thought this out before inviting her to Andy’s apartment.
But Brenda’s lips closed around her nipple and Sharon couldn’t care less if she was once again part of an orchestrated threesome where nothing happened the way she thought it would. She didn’t try to struggle against Andy’s grip. She freely relinquished her control to the two of them, eagerly awaiting whatever it was that Brenda had planned for her.
Brenda teeth sank into her nipple as a hand cupped her breasts and gently squeezed it. Sharon cried out, her cry turning into a moan when Brenda soothed the indentations with her tongue. She planted a series of soft kisses on her breasts before she kissed her way down Sharon’s body, her tongue swirling around her belly button.
When Brenda lowered her mouth to her embarrassingly wet centre, running her tongue between Sharon’s slick folds, Andy captured Sharon’s lips, kissing her slowly, swallowing her moan when Brenda scraped her teeth over her clit, before she lightly pushed her tongue inside Sharon, coaxing another moan from her.
Without any warning, Brenda entered her with three fingers, pushing them in until Sharon could feel the diamond of her engagement ring scrape against her inner walls. It hurt, but the slight sting felt good too. The pain was light enough to bring pleasure. Andy kissed her breasts, her sensitive nipples and she pushed her chest up, urging him to give her more. Sharon bucked her hips, craving more. She wanted Brenda’s mouth along with her fingers.
She whimpered when her wish was granted and Brenda’s lips wrapped around her clit and sucked on it. Brenda’s nails dug into her thighs as she held them down. Waves of pleasure coursed through Sharon’s body as Brenda’s tongue attacked her clit with a deadly precision. Sharon knew she wasn’t going to last long like this and she didn’t care.
Under Brenda’s skilled touch it didn’t take her long to come undone, arching off the bed, her nails digging into her palms as she lost all control of her body. This was why she had gone with the two of them, because they could make her feel like this, lost in lust, completely unlike herself. She had needed this ever since they had first made join in their relationship.
When she came back to her body, she was lying between Brenda and Andy, the blonde’s arms slung over her side as Sharon’s head rested on Andy’s shoulder. She hadn’t expected this. It gave her an unfamiliar feeling of domesticity that didn’t belong with the three of them. But it wasn’t unpleasant and she could get used to this if this wasn’t wrong on so many levels.
But she felt sleep overtake her. Sharon knew she should get up and leave. Sleeping here, with the two of them would be wrong. It would be horribly awkward in the morning and she wanted to avoid it. But she was so tired and before she realized it, she fell asleep. The last coherent thought she had before her dreams invaded her mind was that she knew deep down that this was the last time she had touched Brenda and that the blonde would be gone in the morning.
Part 5: Sharon/Andy
Pairing: Andy/Brenda, Brenda/Sharon, Andy/Sharon, Andy/Brenda/Sharon
Fandom: The Closer
Rating: M/NC-17
Word Count: 7,157
Summary: A sequel to Temporary Insanity where things get complicated until eventually they come together before falling apart.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: It's not strictly necessary to have read the other fic, but it is mentioned quite a few times in this one.
A/N 2: I'm posting the story divided into parts, each part with it's own pairing. So if any of the pairings offend you, don't read them, but it is one story as whole, so you might miss something.
[ Andy/Brenda ][ Brenda/Sharon ][ Andy/Sharon ][ Sharon/Brenda/Andy ][ Sharon/Andy ]
Sharon couldn’t believe she was doing this again. She had had trouble enough getting over it that first time. A threesome in an office with a superior and a subordinate. Life hadn’t become easier when she had had her little tryst with Brenda and then another one with Andy. And then, as if someone had decided to punish her she had then been forced to follow the two of them around for a couple of months, being constantly confronted with their faces, bodies and all the reasons it should never happen again. But here she was. Again.
It had been a few weeks since the settlement, since the Johnson Rule. Since the last actual conversation she had had with Brenda. Sharon had seen glimpses of Brenda, had even said ‘hello’ to her in passing. It was the same for Andy. She had been back in FID, wrapped up in OIS’s, not wanting to admit to herself that she missed the two of them even if she hadn’t touched them in months.
Until now when she found herself once caught between their bodies, being stripped of her clothes, Andy lips on the back of neck while Brenda kissed her lips. She hadn’t mentioned to either of them that she had had sex with them separately. She didn’t know how much they shared with each other and she was not going to be the one that drove a wedge between them, but now she doubted if that was possible if they trusted each other enough to invite her into their relationship a second time.
Sharon had known exactly what they wanted when they had appeared in her office together. They hadn’t needed to even say word and she had come with them willingly to Andy’s apartment. These past few weeks hadn’t been the same without them. She hated herself for it, but she needed them more than she would like admit.
So she cradled the back of Brenda’s head and pulled her closer, savoring the feeling of their naked bodies pressed together and the way Andy’s solid form was keeping her there, his hands moving down her sides, over her hips before they moved to Brenda and slid up her body, teasing the sides of her breasts before his hands slipped between their bodies and cupped Sharon’s breasts, pinching her nipples.
Sharon moaned, breaking the kiss. Brenda’s lips latched onto her throat without a moment’s hesitation. They stumbled into the bedroom, falling down on the bed in a tangle of limbs. She tried to move on top of the blonde, but Brenda was quicker, straddling her hips, pinning her wrists down on the mattress.
“You’re not going to go first this time, Sharon. Do you think you can wait?” Sharon clenched her fists and tilted her jaw up. Brenda gave her a mischievous little smile. Sharon managed to lift her head far enough to capture her lips in a soft kiss, brushing her lips over Brenda’s until the grip in her wrists loosened and she could switch their positions. She grinned, looming over Brenda who only quirked an eyebrow.
“Yes,” she replied finally, moving off Brenda to let the blonde up. She lay down on her side and watched as Brenda crawled on top of Andy, kissing his chest, sinking her teeth in his skin, marking him right above his heart. Andy groaned, pulling Brenda up so he could kiss her, his hands sliding in her hair as hers cupped his jaw.
Not for the first time since this whole complicated thing that had started, Sharon felt like she shouldn’t be there. Brenda and Andy, no matter how illicit their affair, looked beautiful together, like they belonged with each other. They looked better than Brenda and her husband ever could. She doubted if they knew that with the way they so easily involved her.
For a second Sharon wanted to leave. They didn’t need her there and in time she would be able to convince herself that she didn’t want them anymore, but Brenda reached out to briefly caress her face and Sharon knew that she couldn’t leave them. So she simply stayed, letting her lips brush against Andy’s shoulder as Brenda rose up and sunk down on his cock.
She watched as Brenda began to set a slow rhythm, rolling her hips, occasionally rising before sinking back down on him. The blonde seemed to know exactly what Andy liked, eliciting moans and whimpers from him with every twist of her hips. Sharon thought back on that time she had fucked him in her office, how sloppy she had been, chasing after her own pleasure rather than his. He had liked it well enough, but it was nothing like this.
Brenda knew him through and through, knew what he liked and how he liked it. His face was twisted in ecstasy as Brenda rode him, concentration evident on her face. She wanted to please him, ignoring her needs until she reached out to wrap her fingers around Sharon’s wrist. Sharon looked at it, rising up on her knees as Brenda guided their hands to her centre, to her clit.
Sharon circled it, pressed down on it, causing Brenda to cry out. She kissed Brenda’s shoulder and brushed her blond locks aside, so she could kiss her neck and suck on it softly, not enough to leave a mark, but enough make Brenda feel her want, her desire as she helped Brenda get closer to her orgasm, her fingers never leaving Brenda’s clit.
The room was filled with the sounds of sex, Andy’s and Brenda’s moans filling the otherwise silent bedroom. Sharon could feel Andy’s cock brush against her fingertips, could feel him sliding in and out of Brenda. She looked at their faces and knew they were both close. She could see that Andy was holding off, wanting to come with Brenda and Sharon wanted to give him that. She sped up her pace and used more pressure more force until she could feel Brenda come apart.
They both came with a cry before Brenda fell forward, breathing heavily. Sharon pulled her hand back and watched them in their bliss. Their eyes were closed and one of Andy’s hands came up to play with a lock of Brenda’s hair. They looked as happy as Sharon had ever seen them. She shouldn’t be here, but she didn’t want to leave and when Brenda rolled on top of her, again pinning her to the mattress, she couldn’t either.
She could taste Brenda’s and Andy’s sweat on the blonde’s lips when they kissed. She reveled in the taste, in the feeling of Brenda’s tongue in her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it, sucking on it. She softly bit the tip of Brenda’s tongue, gently pulling on it before releasing it. Brenda grinned at her before she released her wrists and started kissing her way down to Sharon’s throat.
Sharon wanted to touch Brenda, feel her soft skin, cup her breasts, to fuck her. But the recent freedom her wrists were given was quickly taken away when she tried to move them. She turned her head to see that Andy had reached out to restrain her wrists. Sharon wondered if they had thought this out before inviting her to Andy’s apartment.
But Brenda’s lips closed around her nipple and Sharon couldn’t care less if she was once again part of an orchestrated threesome where nothing happened the way she thought it would. She didn’t try to struggle against Andy’s grip. She freely relinquished her control to the two of them, eagerly awaiting whatever it was that Brenda had planned for her.
Brenda teeth sank into her nipple as a hand cupped her breasts and gently squeezed it. Sharon cried out, her cry turning into a moan when Brenda soothed the indentations with her tongue. She planted a series of soft kisses on her breasts before she kissed her way down Sharon’s body, her tongue swirling around her belly button.
When Brenda lowered her mouth to her embarrassingly wet centre, running her tongue between Sharon’s slick folds, Andy captured Sharon’s lips, kissing her slowly, swallowing her moan when Brenda scraped her teeth over her clit, before she lightly pushed her tongue inside Sharon, coaxing another moan from her.
Without any warning, Brenda entered her with three fingers, pushing them in until Sharon could feel the diamond of her engagement ring scrape against her inner walls. It hurt, but the slight sting felt good too. The pain was light enough to bring pleasure. Andy kissed her breasts, her sensitive nipples and she pushed her chest up, urging him to give her more. Sharon bucked her hips, craving more. She wanted Brenda’s mouth along with her fingers.
She whimpered when her wish was granted and Brenda’s lips wrapped around her clit and sucked on it. Brenda’s nails dug into her thighs as she held them down. Waves of pleasure coursed through Sharon’s body as Brenda’s tongue attacked her clit with a deadly precision. Sharon knew she wasn’t going to last long like this and she didn’t care.
Under Brenda’s skilled touch it didn’t take her long to come undone, arching off the bed, her nails digging into her palms as she lost all control of her body. This was why she had gone with the two of them, because they could make her feel like this, lost in lust, completely unlike herself. She had needed this ever since they had first made join in their relationship.
When she came back to her body, she was lying between Brenda and Andy, the blonde’s arms slung over her side as Sharon’s head rested on Andy’s shoulder. She hadn’t expected this. It gave her an unfamiliar feeling of domesticity that didn’t belong with the three of them. But it wasn’t unpleasant and she could get used to this if this wasn’t wrong on so many levels.
But she felt sleep overtake her. Sharon knew she should get up and leave. Sleeping here, with the two of them would be wrong. It would be horribly awkward in the morning and she wanted to avoid it. But she was so tired and before she realized it, she fell asleep. The last coherent thought she had before her dreams invaded her mind was that she knew deep down that this was the last time she had touched Brenda and that the blonde would be gone in the morning.
Part 5: Sharon/Andy