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Sep 16, 2004 21:19

Oh, the smut in this part...you have no idea...

Usual disclaimer, don't know/own/never happened.



Its three nights later, after that moment of madness when I agreed that, yeah, sure, Ville and I can fuck whenever he wants, no problem.
Stupid. Since then, we’ve done nothing. I’m not entirely sure if that’s a good thing or not. And I’m horny as hell. Rake’s starting to look pretty damn good again.

I walk out of the bathroom with a sigh and bump into Ville and some guy. Ville actually looks a little uncomfortable, which he shouldn’t, not really. I smile at him and say,

“Have fun,” as I pass them.

He grabs my arm. I turn to face him and nothing could have possibly prepared me for what comes out of his mouth next.

“Join us?”

I find myself agreeing…

He takes my hand and guides…um, I don’t know his name and it seems a little weird to ask, into his room with a hand on his back. I could ask Ville his name, but I’m not sure he would know either. He’s cute though…very cute…

Ville’s lips lock to mine as soon as the door closes behind us. God, the way he kisses… I wrap my arms around his neck and his arms slide around my waist. This other guy doesn’t seem too intimidated by the whole situation as a second later his hands are running over my arms and his lips fall onto my skin. He runs his hands down and around Ville’s arms, tightening the grip around my waist. I move my arms to around his shoulders as his lips move to Ville’s neck.

Ville pulls his lips away and tilts his head back to let this other guy kiss him. God, that’s hot… I watch for a second and move my lips to the pale column of Ville’s neck and slide my hands under his shirt. He shivers almost violently and his lips break away with a gasp. He lets us pull his shirt over his head and a minute later all three of us are naked on the bed.

Ville’s still between us, turned on his side to face me as this guy kisses his shoulder. He’s smiling at me, his fingers running lightly over my collarbone. He is beautiful. I lean forwards and join our lips again, kissing him softly and crying out as his teeth bite down on my bottom lip. He’s clutching at me, panting a bit as this guy fingers him. I find out the mystery guys name a second later as Ville moans, “Oh, Davey…”

Despite the fact that Davey’s fingers are up his ass, Ville still seems more interested in me…or maybe I’m still just kidding myself. He pulls my lips back to his, sucking on my bruised bottom lip for a bit as he pulls me closer and closer. He pulls my leg over his as he stretches me with a couple of fingers. He sits up a minute later, swatting Davey’s hand away with a smile as he reaches over me to get a box of condoms and a bottle of lube from the table beside his bed.

He hands me one and I roll it onto him. Davey has the lube and he reaches around Ville’s thin body to cover him with it. Ville tips his head back again for a kiss as he finishes and Ville crawls over me. A few seconds later and he’s inside me, beginning to thrust, slowly at first, his lips hovering over mine and brushing over them from time to time. His speed begins to increase and he kneels up, pulling me back onto him with every thrust. God, this is good, so damn good.

To my shock and complete delight, Davey moves from his position at the foot of the bed, watching us, to my side, reaching for a condom and rolling it onto my length. He lowers his head, looking to me with a smile and starts to suck me off while Ville continues his deep thrusts. My hands tangle through Davey’s long dark hair and meet Ville’s, already twisted through the strands. Ville twists his fingers through mine, his other hand still gripping my hip.

Ville and I come together not long after and I think I may have looked a little bit stunned or overwhelmed or something, because Davey moves up my body, as Ville pulls out of me and removes the used condoms, and kisses me, whispering, “It’s okay,” as he lies down beside me.

Ville kisses his way up my torso until he’s lying on top of me with his head nuzzled into my neck. He’s breathing heavily and I move my hands to stroke his back soothingly while his fingers reach out to twist a lock of Davey’s hair around his finger. He seems to notice then that Davey is in need of some release and a minute later Davey has Ville underneath him.

He’s thrusting slowly into Ville and I’m drawn to their sweaty bodies like they’re a magnet, pulling me to them. I move closer and rest my head on Ville’s shoulder. His arm holds me close and I trace his ‘s’ tattoo, drawing patterns on his hot skin down to his cock. I wrap my hand around his length and with one look, Davey reaches for another condom and puts it on him for me. I stroke his dick, loving the way he clutches at my shoulder and his moans that send vibrations through his chest, under my cheek.

Davey comes before Ville does and I can tell, even though I’ve only had sex with him three times before, that he’s miles away from coming. Davey pulls out of him and hands me another condom. I look up at Ville and he nods, mouthing a ‘please’ at me. Like I could ever have the strength to say no to him.

He comes a minute later, gripping me tightly and kissing me and moaning my name so softly I hardly heard it. Davey seems to be asleep beside us but as I lie down on my side next to Ville, with him moving towards me, bodies pressed tightly together, Davey moves to spoon Ville’s body. We fall asleep in that tangle of limbs soon after and I could swear, as I drifted off, that warm lips pressed to mine once more and a deep voice whispered, ‘night Bam’.

I wake in a strange room next morning and can’t quite work out where I am. Yeah, I’m lost in my own house, how stupid am I? I realize exactly how stupid a millisecond later as Davey says, “Morning.”

Shit. You know, sleeping with Ville? Stupid enough. Random threesomes with Ville and a hot stranger? Fucking unbelievably dumb. Not his fault though so I just smile back and say,

“Hey.”
“Can I get a taxi home?”
“Yeah, course.” I look to Ville, still snoring lightly. “C’mon, we’ll leave him to his beauty sleep.”
“Don’t think he needs much more,” Davey comments as we dress. I follow his gaze to Ville’s face…he is so beautiful…
“No,” I answer after a slight pause. “No, he doesn’t.”

“So, what’s the deal with you and him anyway?” he asks as I hand him a coffee while we wait for the taxi to arrive.
“We’re…just friends.”
“Oh,” is his only answer…he sounded…surprised? Why would he be surprised by…I dunno.

Anyway the cab arrives and I close the door just as Sleeping Beauty himself comes down the stairs. I get my customary kiss on the cheek and he slumps down at the table in the kitchen. I watch him for a while before going for a shower.

Tears run down my cheeks again as I attempt to wash last night off of me. I feel…not used because I gave my full consent, I knew that it would be like this, that in the cold light of morning, me and Ville would be just friends once more. I feel stupid, that’s what I feel. Stupid for doing it, stupid for agreeing to this little fuck-buddy thing, stupid for thinking Ville could ever love me…stupid, stupid, stupid. And stupid because I know that next time he asks, I’ll do it all over again.

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