Success (Halle/Alle/Soma/Marie)
Title: Success
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hallelujah/Allelujah/Soma/Marie
Summary: 4 people, 2 bodies
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Notes: After the m00vie, I felt bad that Allelujah didn't have brainwaves even though Soma, Halle, and Marie do. Hence, this mindfuck.
Then Soma was there, pulling her as she always had, to the realm of sight and sound. Where she was looking up at her own face.
“The fuck?” Hallelujah said through Marie's body.
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Soma could tell by the line of drool dribbling out the bottom of the gag that Allelujah was into his makeshift bondage. Head lolled back, eyes blinded by a cloth, arms bound behind his back, Allelujah's hips rocked with enthusiast motion as she rode him. That he was hard as rock wasn't exactly a sign: it wasn't difficult to get Allelujah hard, not with Marie's charms at least.
Physical tells aside, she could feel his arousal through his mind, couched in those gentle and adoring brainwaves. Soon after they'd begun lovers, however, she'd learned that for all that she could hear his arousal, feel his brain speaking directly to his cock, soak in the warmth of his love, but he couldn't hear the same feelings from her. He was deaf to their brainwaves. It was, something Marie and Soma agreed, that needed to change.
They had a plan. And it involved bondage and a whole lot of luck.
Marie sank down slowly; it was easy to set the pace when she was so wet. Do it. Soma said. He's more than ready. Marie nodded mentally as she split herself from Soma's steely mental gaze to focus on running her hands up Allelujah's chest. Her thighs clung tightly to his sides as she rode his cock. His body started to tremble as her sweat-covered hands clasped around his neck, suddenly choking with force.
“Mar - !' Allelujah's startled reply was cut short. Marie cringed, letting Soma take over a bit. She found it difficult to hurt people, even if in this case she meant no harm. Soma's quiet disapproval was there, frustrated at Marie for not seeing the job through. Sometimes it was hard to escape Soma's disapproval.
The flush on Allelujah's cheeks darkened as blood collected in his head. Marie noticed his cock was softening inside her though she hadn't stopped riding and he hadn't stopped jerking his hips up. Soma's attention was something fierce, trained deep in Allelujah's mind as she looked for a certain flash. I'm going. Soma noted, somewhat ineffectually as Marie experienced the charge into Allelujah's brain right along with her. Allelujah stiffened and made to gasp. She felt the flash that Soma had: that spark of life nestled deep in Allelujah's brain which tasted unmistakably of Hallelujah.
Allelujah's body stilled, then with one violent motion ripped against the cloth binding his arms and bucked his hips. And he sent Don't think you'll get to wait until I've ripped the blindfold off to dismember you. I know exactly where you fuckers are from your brainwaves.
Now. She removed her hands from Allelujah's throat and peeled off the blindfold. Just in time too, because seconds later the world wrenched into a twisted mass. A violent force pushed Marie out of her body. It freaked her out, but then Soma was there, pulling her as she always had, to the realm of sight and sound.
Where she was looking up at her own face.
"The fuck?” Hallelujah said through Marie's body.
“I'm in Allelujah's head right now,” explained Soma. It was true, Soma and Marie were in Allelujah's body, while Hallelujah and Allelujah were in Marie's. “It is more accurate to say that I'm using your brainwaves as a conduit for Allelujah to hear all of us.”
“So that he can feel as thoroughly fucked as you two, huh?” Hallelujah picked up on the rest.
And you too, Marie added. You and Allelujah are always connected, and your brainwaves haven't been clipped like his have. As long as he's connected to you, and you to us, we can all feel.
Marie, I - Allelujah began, his confusion at the crowd in his mental space apparent, “Am fucking delightly to oblige,” Hallelujah finished.
Marie and Soma realized at the same time that their plan had allowed Hallelujah to take the dominant position. Hallelujah reveled in their momentary fear as he slid up their cock, only to sink down again in a swift motion.
“Fuck, that feels nice,” Hallelujah murmured appreciatively. Marie supposed it would be weird for any other two people to be looking at themselves during sex, but Soma had been Marie's only companion for so long that it wasn't odd at all. She knew it was the same for Allelujah and his other half - many times she'd felt echoes from Allelujah (that he didn't know he was leaking) of the violent, needy sex between the two Haptisms. Her calmness soothed Soma, who wasn't as used to the idea of having two selves.
Soma, whose idea of a successful time in bed was to seize every advantage possible, which at the moment meant that she was using Allelujah's body's superior size to sit up and force Hallelujah to his back. Large hands firmly planted on Hallelujah's wide hips, Soma thrust into his wet cunt possessively. Hallelujah arched his back wantonly, legs and tits jiggling as Soma continued her manuever.
Echoes of Hallelujah's pleasure swam under the more powerful tang of her direct experience through Soma. Mostly that of their thick cock, swelled with blood being welcomed by the tight and gripping cavity of their female form. Maybe with time the sensation would stop being foreign, what with how they dipped into Allelujah's head every time they made love, just to know, to feel, how much he loved what they were doing. But for the moment, having a cock was alien.
Pay attention. Hallelujah swatted away the mental hand Marie had unconsciously extended to Allelujah. At the same time, he swung up a pale leg, resting it on Soma's solid shoulder. The new angle caused Marie and Soma to gasp. Smug below them, Hallelujah panted and rocked, fucking himself on their cock until Soma caught up to the rhythm.
Yes. Marie's loud yes was echoed three times, once by each partner. A buzzing sort of warmth centered in Hallelujah's pleasure drew all of them in, mingling and flattening their consciousnesses until she could feel Allelujah's appreciation for Soma's body most of all, could even feel Soma's body thrusting into her own.
Suddenly Hallelujah's orgasm lit up her mind, familiar yet totally different than any she'd experienced in that body. Even Soma's mind collapsed under its weight for a split second, long enough for the tables to be turned on her.
Someone had to be in control of my body, he chided, a wicked grin spreading across dark lips. And it's about time you learned how to fuck properly.
Hallelujah had sole control over his body, meaning that the other three of them were in Marie's body. Allelujah's concern drew him to the surface. “You can't hurt Marie!” he pleaded from the girl's body.
Hallelujah sneered. “Poor Allelujah. Hurt her? You know me better than that.”
Despite the spike of arousal that coursed through Hallelujah at the suggestion of violence, Allelujah relaxed. They all knew that Hallelujah was no more capable that Marie of truly injuring any of them. Marie sensed more powerfully Allelujah's confused at the body he now possessed. Marie could feel him grasping at her senses and memories, even Soma and Hallelujah's, in order to make sense of the body. Then whatever sense Allelujah left fled. The post-orgasm flush deeped across his pale skin as he realized Hallelujah's, his own, cock was still deep inside him, still hard.
Hallelujah unleashed his best shit-eating grin. “You know how often you've wanted to be fucked like this. Me, fucking you, from a separate body.”
The surge of arousal Marie felt from Allelujah was undeniable. But also--
“You can't simply have him as you please, Hallelujah,” Soma spoke from the lips his words had graced just seconds before. It was Soma who withdrew their cock and sat back. She had joined Hallelujah, it seemed. “We are all here.”
Marie reached out to Hallelujah with their hand, brushing Allelujah aside long enough to rest their hand against his cheek.
But we do like- a string of images and sensations consisting of cock and pussy and ass and hands and wetness and tightness.
Both bodies shivered at the senual onslaught. In the mental silence, desire moved their bodies for them. Allelujah shifted to his side, Hallelujah pressing in behind him, teasing his cock against their entrance. Allelujah gasped and let out a desparate humming noise.
“Halle...” he whined, rubbing his cunt against the head of Hallelujah's cock. Marie sensed how fully gone Allelujah was already, his mind incapable of anything but being directed by them, by all of them.
“Be a good girl and you'll get my cock,” Hallelujah teased. Allelujah squirmed at that, his legs spreading, begging for the cock his partner witheld.
In a swift motion, Hallelujah penetrated his other self's already overheated pussy. Hallelujah's arousal at the thought of fucking the body he'd just occupied echoed through all their minds, gaining expression as a low moan from Allelujah.
Marie raised Allelujah's hands until he caught on to the idea of cupping his breasts, fingers reaching and tweaking a nipple. As Allelujah's breath stuttered out Hallelujah sped up.
“You're so pussy-whipped Allelujah,” he smirked. “Wanting to please your girlfriend so much that you can't stop thinking about her pleasure even when you're in her body.” At the way he drew out “in” into Allelujah's ear, Marie felt a rush of secondhand pleasure, both from Hallelujah's smugness and from Allelujah's whimper.
They all wanted Allelujah to come.
Hallelujah (and Soma, Marie was sure she caught), pulled out and manuvered Allelujah facedown onto the sheets of the bed, Marie tangling her hand down to Allelujah's clit. Hallelujah's cock nudged open Allelujah's lips. She felt the pressure of it expanding her belly, and she moaned a little. Suddenly realizing that she was stealing too much of Allelujah's sensation, she pulled away, instead savoring how Allelujah clung to her mentally even after she'd retreated. She loved the bounce of his hips as they slowly collapsed against the bedsheets. Now it was Allelujah grinding against his own trapped hand, whimpering in a duet with Hallelujah's grunts.
“Oh god.” Allelujah cried, his brain hazy with pleasure. “Marie...Hallelujah... Please, Hallelujah...Halle!” Then Allelujah came, jerking and screaming with the force of his first female orgasm. When the rush had subsided just enough that he was still being bowled over by aftershocks, Marie sensed Soma's satisfaction. They'd succeeded.
We still haven't spilled our seed, Soma said, the husk in her quiet reminder electrifying Marie and drawing her to the surface as Allelujah lost coherence. Hallelujah stepped down as well, snickering.
“I've wanted this,” Marie said through her own lips. But Soma saw through her happy lie, and in a flash their perspectives switched: Marie looked down at Soma's female body.
You've wanted this, Soma corrected. Neither of them engaged the rhetorical conversation that followed with much interest. Wanted you like that and me like that.
Our minds are what matters.
But our bodies aren't the same...
“Shut the fuck up and get to screwing,” Hallelujah interrupted, shoving Soma onto her back. Marie followed with a kiss. Her heart raced, while Soma tempered it. Their tongues mingled, drifting back and forth, until the throbbing cock between Marie's legs drew all of her attention.
“I didn't know it was this heavy,” she said somewhat stupidly, feeling Allelujah's exhausted but interested grin from somewhere in their heads. But it was true, her cock was heavy with blood and slick from absorbing the juice of several orgasms. It needed to be touched -
And Soma was obliging, grasping it and stroking firmly with both hands. The thought in both their minds matched not how I thought it would be and momentarily afterward, Marie slid into the warmth of Soma pussy. It all clicked then, the sensation of cunt overwhelming them and grounding them. Hallelujah's approval wafted through their mental space.
They went slow, savoring the movement as her thick cock dredged the tightening walls of Soma's vagina. One long, deep thrust, and then two, and a third. Marie was hardly paying any attention to anything but Soma, drinking up the sensations of being fucked, and of fucking. Could sense how close Soma was already in that orgasm-kissed body, overheated and oversensitive and riding on the edge.
C'mon, at least pound her cunt enough that she feels it. Hallelujah grumbled. We're big enough for that, you know.
Hallelujah's mind bearing down on hers in ways that were not unpleasant, she was suddenly more aware of her large brown hands resting on Soma's sides, and of how close their denied body was to coming.
Marie's hands raced up Soma's sides, covering her breasts, and then urging her other self forward to straddle Marie's lap. As Soma rode her (thoroughly), Marie kissed her just as thoroughly. As they neared climax, she ran a hand over Soma's nipple. Soma twitched, and Marie let the sensation carry her over the edge, orgasm rippling through her body.
Cock throbbing, Marie collapsed against Soma. She was taken with the thought that she really hoped they were sterile at the moment. As much as she wanted to have children with Allelujah, the thought of getting herself pregnant was a bit too odd.
I want to have a say in it too. Allelujah affirmed, framed by Hallelujah's snickers.
Just because you've come doesn't mean that we all have. Soma reminded them tersely.
Too true. Hallelujah murmured. He nudged Marie, and she vacated her seat of consciousness, drifting off to nuzzle with Allelujah in the back of their collective brainspace.
Knock that fuzzy shit off. Hallelujah's words were tinged with annoyance, as he and Soma settled into their job of getting Soma off - something that required much more sexual thought than mere cuddling was going to inspire. The two non-active personalities redirected their attention to the proceedings - Halle dipping two fingers between Soma's thighs - while maintaining a warm connection.
Two fingers weren't enough, after being fucked by Allelujah's large cock for so long, so Hallelujah inserted the fingers of his other hand as well. After striking a rhythm, Hallelujah leaned down to take her pert clit in his mouth.
Soma flinched with the strength of his sucking. She was too oversensitized for that. Hallelujah backed off, laying his tongue flat against her clit, and responding to her no with a flood of imagery and sensation, detailing what he could do with a not-yet-oversensitized cunt and an erect penis.
Soma, overfilled with sensation and with fingers, hit the plateau of orgasm. Her body jerked and her consciousness centered on the fingers sliding in and out of her, until the sensation finally overwhelmed her and she came in Hallelujah's mouth, his tongue flush against her clit, his fingers curled inside her.
Their two bodies and four minds settled together on the damp mattress. Marie held onto Soma, let herself feel closer until Allelujah had meandered back to his own body. Hallelujah drifted off first, perhaps unaware that he wouldn't be able to return without Soma or Marie's aid.
“I love you both,” Allelujah whispered, as he pulled his arms tight around her.
Soma's pride wash ed over Marie again.
Success.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hallelujah/Allelujah/Soma/Marie
Summary: 4 people, 2 bodies
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Notes: After the m00vie, I felt bad that Allelujah didn't have brainwaves even though Soma, Halle, and Marie do. Hence, this mindfuck.
Then Soma was there, pulling her as she always had, to the realm of sight and sound. Where she was looking up at her own face.
“The fuck?” Hallelujah said through Marie's body.
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Soma could tell by the line of drool dribbling out the bottom of the gag that Allelujah was into his makeshift bondage. Head lolled back, eyes blinded by a cloth, arms bound behind his back, Allelujah's hips rocked with enthusiast motion as she rode him. That he was hard as rock wasn't exactly a sign: it wasn't difficult to get Allelujah hard, not with Marie's charms at least.
Physical tells aside, she could feel his arousal through his mind, couched in those gentle and adoring brainwaves. Soon after they'd begun lovers, however, she'd learned that for all that she could hear his arousal, feel his brain speaking directly to his cock, soak in the warmth of his love, but he couldn't hear the same feelings from her. He was deaf to their brainwaves. It was, something Marie and Soma agreed, that needed to change.
They had a plan. And it involved bondage and a whole lot of luck.
Marie sank down slowly; it was easy to set the pace when she was so wet. Do it. Soma said. He's more than ready. Marie nodded mentally as she split herself from Soma's steely mental gaze to focus on running her hands up Allelujah's chest. Her thighs clung tightly to his sides as she rode his cock. His body started to tremble as her sweat-covered hands clasped around his neck, suddenly choking with force.
“Mar - !' Allelujah's startled reply was cut short. Marie cringed, letting Soma take over a bit. She found it difficult to hurt people, even if in this case she meant no harm. Soma's quiet disapproval was there, frustrated at Marie for not seeing the job through. Sometimes it was hard to escape Soma's disapproval.
The flush on Allelujah's cheeks darkened as blood collected in his head. Marie noticed his cock was softening inside her though she hadn't stopped riding and he hadn't stopped jerking his hips up. Soma's attention was something fierce, trained deep in Allelujah's mind as she looked for a certain flash. I'm going. Soma noted, somewhat ineffectually as Marie experienced the charge into Allelujah's brain right along with her. Allelujah stiffened and made to gasp. She felt the flash that Soma had: that spark of life nestled deep in Allelujah's brain which tasted unmistakably of Hallelujah.
Allelujah's body stilled, then with one violent motion ripped against the cloth binding his arms and bucked his hips. And he sent Don't think you'll get to wait until I've ripped the blindfold off to dismember you. I know exactly where you fuckers are from your brainwaves.
Now. She removed her hands from Allelujah's throat and peeled off the blindfold. Just in time too, because seconds later the world wrenched into a twisted mass. A violent force pushed Marie out of her body. It freaked her out, but then Soma was there, pulling her as she always had, to the realm of sight and sound.
Where she was looking up at her own face.
"The fuck?” Hallelujah said through Marie's body.
“I'm in Allelujah's head right now,” explained Soma. It was true, Soma and Marie were in Allelujah's body, while Hallelujah and Allelujah were in Marie's. “It is more accurate to say that I'm using your brainwaves as a conduit for Allelujah to hear all of us.”
“So that he can feel as thoroughly fucked as you two, huh?” Hallelujah picked up on the rest.
And you too, Marie added. You and Allelujah are always connected, and your brainwaves haven't been clipped like his have. As long as he's connected to you, and you to us, we can all feel.
Marie, I - Allelujah began, his confusion at the crowd in his mental space apparent, “Am fucking delightly to oblige,” Hallelujah finished.
Marie and Soma realized at the same time that their plan had allowed Hallelujah to take the dominant position. Hallelujah reveled in their momentary fear as he slid up their cock, only to sink down again in a swift motion.
“Fuck, that feels nice,” Hallelujah murmured appreciatively. Marie supposed it would be weird for any other two people to be looking at themselves during sex, but Soma had been Marie's only companion for so long that it wasn't odd at all. She knew it was the same for Allelujah and his other half - many times she'd felt echoes from Allelujah (that he didn't know he was leaking) of the violent, needy sex between the two Haptisms. Her calmness soothed Soma, who wasn't as used to the idea of having two selves.
Soma, whose idea of a successful time in bed was to seize every advantage possible, which at the moment meant that she was using Allelujah's body's superior size to sit up and force Hallelujah to his back. Large hands firmly planted on Hallelujah's wide hips, Soma thrust into his wet cunt possessively. Hallelujah arched his back wantonly, legs and tits jiggling as Soma continued her manuever.
Echoes of Hallelujah's pleasure swam under the more powerful tang of her direct experience through Soma. Mostly that of their thick cock, swelled with blood being welcomed by the tight and gripping cavity of their female form. Maybe with time the sensation would stop being foreign, what with how they dipped into Allelujah's head every time they made love, just to know, to feel, how much he loved what they were doing. But for the moment, having a cock was alien.
Pay attention. Hallelujah swatted away the mental hand Marie had unconsciously extended to Allelujah. At the same time, he swung up a pale leg, resting it on Soma's solid shoulder. The new angle caused Marie and Soma to gasp. Smug below them, Hallelujah panted and rocked, fucking himself on their cock until Soma caught up to the rhythm.
Yes. Marie's loud yes was echoed three times, once by each partner. A buzzing sort of warmth centered in Hallelujah's pleasure drew all of them in, mingling and flattening their consciousnesses until she could feel Allelujah's appreciation for Soma's body most of all, could even feel Soma's body thrusting into her own.
Suddenly Hallelujah's orgasm lit up her mind, familiar yet totally different than any she'd experienced in that body. Even Soma's mind collapsed under its weight for a split second, long enough for the tables to be turned on her.
Someone had to be in control of my body, he chided, a wicked grin spreading across dark lips. And it's about time you learned how to fuck properly.
Hallelujah had sole control over his body, meaning that the other three of them were in Marie's body. Allelujah's concern drew him to the surface. “You can't hurt Marie!” he pleaded from the girl's body.
Hallelujah sneered. “Poor Allelujah. Hurt her? You know me better than that.”
Despite the spike of arousal that coursed through Hallelujah at the suggestion of violence, Allelujah relaxed. They all knew that Hallelujah was no more capable that Marie of truly injuring any of them. Marie sensed more powerfully Allelujah's confused at the body he now possessed. Marie could feel him grasping at her senses and memories, even Soma and Hallelujah's, in order to make sense of the body. Then whatever sense Allelujah left fled. The post-orgasm flush deeped across his pale skin as he realized Hallelujah's, his own, cock was still deep inside him, still hard.
Hallelujah unleashed his best shit-eating grin. “You know how often you've wanted to be fucked like this. Me, fucking you, from a separate body.”
The surge of arousal Marie felt from Allelujah was undeniable. But also--
“You can't simply have him as you please, Hallelujah,” Soma spoke from the lips his words had graced just seconds before. It was Soma who withdrew their cock and sat back. She had joined Hallelujah, it seemed. “We are all here.”
Marie reached out to Hallelujah with their hand, brushing Allelujah aside long enough to rest their hand against his cheek.
But we do like- a string of images and sensations consisting of cock and pussy and ass and hands and wetness and tightness.
Both bodies shivered at the senual onslaught. In the mental silence, desire moved their bodies for them. Allelujah shifted to his side, Hallelujah pressing in behind him, teasing his cock against their entrance. Allelujah gasped and let out a desparate humming noise.
“Halle...” he whined, rubbing his cunt against the head of Hallelujah's cock. Marie sensed how fully gone Allelujah was already, his mind incapable of anything but being directed by them, by all of them.
“Be a good girl and you'll get my cock,” Hallelujah teased. Allelujah squirmed at that, his legs spreading, begging for the cock his partner witheld.
In a swift motion, Hallelujah penetrated his other self's already overheated pussy. Hallelujah's arousal at the thought of fucking the body he'd just occupied echoed through all their minds, gaining expression as a low moan from Allelujah.
Marie raised Allelujah's hands until he caught on to the idea of cupping his breasts, fingers reaching and tweaking a nipple. As Allelujah's breath stuttered out Hallelujah sped up.
“You're so pussy-whipped Allelujah,” he smirked. “Wanting to please your girlfriend so much that you can't stop thinking about her pleasure even when you're in her body.” At the way he drew out “in” into Allelujah's ear, Marie felt a rush of secondhand pleasure, both from Hallelujah's smugness and from Allelujah's whimper.
They all wanted Allelujah to come.
Hallelujah (and Soma, Marie was sure she caught), pulled out and manuvered Allelujah facedown onto the sheets of the bed, Marie tangling her hand down to Allelujah's clit. Hallelujah's cock nudged open Allelujah's lips. She felt the pressure of it expanding her belly, and she moaned a little. Suddenly realizing that she was stealing too much of Allelujah's sensation, she pulled away, instead savoring how Allelujah clung to her mentally even after she'd retreated. She loved the bounce of his hips as they slowly collapsed against the bedsheets. Now it was Allelujah grinding against his own trapped hand, whimpering in a duet with Hallelujah's grunts.
“Oh god.” Allelujah cried, his brain hazy with pleasure. “Marie...Hallelujah... Please, Hallelujah...Halle!” Then Allelujah came, jerking and screaming with the force of his first female orgasm. When the rush had subsided just enough that he was still being bowled over by aftershocks, Marie sensed Soma's satisfaction. They'd succeeded.
We still haven't spilled our seed, Soma said, the husk in her quiet reminder electrifying Marie and drawing her to the surface as Allelujah lost coherence. Hallelujah stepped down as well, snickering.
“I've wanted this,” Marie said through her own lips. But Soma saw through her happy lie, and in a flash their perspectives switched: Marie looked down at Soma's female body.
You've wanted this, Soma corrected. Neither of them engaged the rhetorical conversation that followed with much interest. Wanted you like that and me like that.
Our minds are what matters.
But our bodies aren't the same...
“Shut the fuck up and get to screwing,” Hallelujah interrupted, shoving Soma onto her back. Marie followed with a kiss. Her heart raced, while Soma tempered it. Their tongues mingled, drifting back and forth, until the throbbing cock between Marie's legs drew all of her attention.
“I didn't know it was this heavy,” she said somewhat stupidly, feeling Allelujah's exhausted but interested grin from somewhere in their heads. But it was true, her cock was heavy with blood and slick from absorbing the juice of several orgasms. It needed to be touched -
And Soma was obliging, grasping it and stroking firmly with both hands. The thought in both their minds matched not how I thought it would be and momentarily afterward, Marie slid into the warmth of Soma pussy. It all clicked then, the sensation of cunt overwhelming them and grounding them. Hallelujah's approval wafted through their mental space.
They went slow, savoring the movement as her thick cock dredged the tightening walls of Soma's vagina. One long, deep thrust, and then two, and a third. Marie was hardly paying any attention to anything but Soma, drinking up the sensations of being fucked, and of fucking. Could sense how close Soma was already in that orgasm-kissed body, overheated and oversensitive and riding on the edge.
C'mon, at least pound her cunt enough that she feels it. Hallelujah grumbled. We're big enough for that, you know.
Hallelujah's mind bearing down on hers in ways that were not unpleasant, she was suddenly more aware of her large brown hands resting on Soma's sides, and of how close their denied body was to coming.
Marie's hands raced up Soma's sides, covering her breasts, and then urging her other self forward to straddle Marie's lap. As Soma rode her (thoroughly), Marie kissed her just as thoroughly. As they neared climax, she ran a hand over Soma's nipple. Soma twitched, and Marie let the sensation carry her over the edge, orgasm rippling through her body.
Cock throbbing, Marie collapsed against Soma. She was taken with the thought that she really hoped they were sterile at the moment. As much as she wanted to have children with Allelujah, the thought of getting herself pregnant was a bit too odd.
I want to have a say in it too. Allelujah affirmed, framed by Hallelujah's snickers.
Just because you've come doesn't mean that we all have. Soma reminded them tersely.
Too true. Hallelujah murmured. He nudged Marie, and she vacated her seat of consciousness, drifting off to nuzzle with Allelujah in the back of their collective brainspace.
Knock that fuzzy shit off. Hallelujah's words were tinged with annoyance, as he and Soma settled into their job of getting Soma off - something that required much more sexual thought than mere cuddling was going to inspire. The two non-active personalities redirected their attention to the proceedings - Halle dipping two fingers between Soma's thighs - while maintaining a warm connection.
Two fingers weren't enough, after being fucked by Allelujah's large cock for so long, so Hallelujah inserted the fingers of his other hand as well. After striking a rhythm, Hallelujah leaned down to take her pert clit in his mouth.
Soma flinched with the strength of his sucking. She was too oversensitized for that. Hallelujah backed off, laying his tongue flat against her clit, and responding to her no with a flood of imagery and sensation, detailing what he could do with a not-yet-oversensitized cunt and an erect penis.
Soma, overfilled with sensation and with fingers, hit the plateau of orgasm. Her body jerked and her consciousness centered on the fingers sliding in and out of her, until the sensation finally overwhelmed her and she came in Hallelujah's mouth, his tongue flush against her clit, his fingers curled inside her.
Their two bodies and four minds settled together on the damp mattress. Marie held onto Soma, let herself feel closer until Allelujah had meandered back to his own body. Hallelujah drifted off first, perhaps unaware that he wouldn't be able to return without Soma or Marie's aid.
“I love you both,” Allelujah whispered, as he pulled his arms tight around her.
Soma's pride wash ed over Marie again.
Success.