Authors:lee_west and ceria Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Gideon/Kingsley and Meg/OFC Summary: I think we're on crack this week, or else NaNoWriMo fried our brains. Disclaimer: Don't you get it yet? We don't own them, we don't make any money off them. The only thing we do is subvert them to feed our twisted sense of humor. A/N: Written for the AWDT prompt, "Thank God you're here!"
"Gideon! Thank God you're here!"
"What happened, Meg?"
"Gideon, this friend of mine and I have been discussing something and she's driving me crazy. I need your expert opinion."
"About what, Meg?"
"Is it necessary to insert one oiled finger before you get fucked? She says it is, and I said it depends. I mean, I bet you and Kingsley are at it so often that you don't need it any more, do you?"
"MEAGHAN! How could you think to ask me that! I am far too priggish to answer such a thing. Why don't you just go drink a potion and change yourself to a man for the day and find out yourself?"
"Gideon, you're no fun at all. We're best friends. I can tell you about the truth about G-spots, if you want to know. This way, when you decide to shag a bird again, you'll know exactly what it feels like. I can also ask my friend to give you her personal opinion, so you can see it varies from person to person. Just like guys, no?"
"Why are you asking such invasive questions, Meg? It's so unlike you."
"My friend is a slasher - all right, from the blank look on your face I know you have no clue what it's all about. Being a slasher means she writes gay porn… Gideon, get off your high horse. There's nothing wrong with gay porn. It's actually very hot to see two gorgeous men at it."
"Merlin's balls, Meg! I don't want to hear about that!"
He turned around to leave the room, then another thought hit him, "Wait, is that the only reason you're friends with me? To hear about my sex life?"
"Gideon, of course not! I'm your friend anyway. And, to prove it, you can ask me anything you want about my sex life."
"I can't believe I'm answering this. Okay, yes, if it's been awhile or if he's…erm, well built, then you need to stretch carefully beforehand. Sometimes one finger will do, usually two. Consider it foreplay to sink the middle finger all the way in and rub.
"But yes, if we have sex daily, you don't need to stretch carefully anymore."
He tilted his head and looked at her; did her eyes just flash purple in the sunlight? "Okay, I do have a question. You're bi. How can you like having sex with a girl and without a penis involved?"
She considered his question for a moment. "Well, we can use dildos, you know? I like strap-ons. I like being penetrated, but I like sex with girls because it's more...romantic. Guys usually want a slam, bam, thank you, ma'am. Girls turn me on more and if they're willing to use some sort of toy, it's even better."
"Can I watch next time - just to see how birds like it, ya' know."
"Only if you let me watch you and Kingsley, too."
Gideon tapped his chin, "I would, but I don't know if Kingsley's into that or not. Should we ask him?"
"Sure. Go ahead. And tell him we'll let him watch us, too."
Gideon went to the Floo to reach Kingsley. When he wasn't at home, according to his Mum, he tried his grandfather's home. Kingsley wasn't there either so Gideon pulled out the little black book he'd stolen from Kingsley the night before while he slept in his bed and began looking for him at various numbers.
On the sixth try, he found him and asked for a moment alone to talk.
"Meg and I were discussing the differences between guy-guy relations and girl-girl relations. She's willing to share a few tips with us, and considering you told me you plan to marry one day, I thought you might like to take some notes as well.
"If you're interested, why don't you come over? Meg is going to call her girlfriend and they can borrow the bed while we watch."
"Gideon Percival Prewett! Are you asking me if I am interested in seeing two birds fucking?" Kingsley looked like a child who had just received the biggest, most unexpected and most desired Christmas present. "Get out of the Floo and let me through!"
Gideon backpedaled as quickly as possible, barely managing to avoid being run over as Kingsley burst through the fireplace. As it was, Kingsley couldn't avoid tripping over his foot and landing chest to chest on Gideon.
Meg sat up, interested in watching how that came out.
Gideon oomphed, the air pushed out his lungs as Kingsley fell on him. Kingsley pushed up with his hands, his legs still tangled with Gideon's and asked, "You alright? Where are the birds?"
Coughing first, Gideon finally answered, "She's on her way." He chose to not tell Kingsley about their half of the deal. Yet. Gideon figured that he'd be so excited afterwards it would be easy to manage.
Since he was already lying on Gideon, Kingsley decided he wouldn't let the opportunity pass. "Well, maybe we can entertain ourselves before they get here." He hadn't noticed that Meg was also in the room.
Never one to pass by kissing him, Gideon cupped Kingsleys' buttocks and pulled his hips against his.
"Then shut up and kiss me, Imp."
Kingsley did exactly as he was told, kissing Gideon hungrily and immediately bucked his hips up a little, just enough to slide his hand between them and start unbuttoning Gideon's pants.
Gideon had already forgotten that Meg was there. Letting go of Kingsley's arse, he untucked his tee shirt and pulled it up, wanting to touch bare skin. It was the sound of the Floo that brought the semblance of sanity back to Gideon.
Pulling his face away, he took a ragged breath, "Kingsley, wait. She's here, and do you want this bird to find us on the floor like this?"
Meg stepped past them at that moment, answering the Floo, "Excuse me, boys, while I invite my friend in."
Kingsley kissed Gideon again. "I don't give a fuck. She can watch for all I care."
Gideon needed no further encouragement, so what if her friend got there a few minutes late. It was more than possible that after they watched the birds, Meg and her friend could see the beginning then. Again.
"Get your fucking shirt off," he mumbled between kisses. Kingsley pushed himself off Gideon, kneeling between his legs and pulled his shirt off. Gideon wiggled on the floor, sliding down further until his groin pushed against Kingsley's knee and took his own shirt off.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Meg and her friend sitting on the floor. They were leaning against each other's shoulders, quietly whispering to each other. Meg had one hand resting casually on her friend's knee, rubbing it.
He forgot her as Kingsley's fingers found their way into the top of his jeans and Gideon raised his hips off the ground, wanting more contact.
Having an audience only turned Kingsley on more. He wondered if this was the first time the birds watched two blokes going at it. Probably yes, and, if so, he would make sure they had a show to remember.
He pulled Gideon's jeans off and his cock sprang free, right where Kingsley's mouth just "happened" to be. He took his own trousers off, cursing loudly when they got stuck in his trainers, but wiggled his feet until he was naked. He grabbed Gideon's cock and licked the tip, teasing it mercilessly, while his fingers pressed at the base.
He wasn't sure if he was turned on more by Kingsley's talented tongue or Meg and her friend. His only complaint was that Kingsley was too far away and Gideon couldn't touch any part but his head.
"Turn around, Imp, I can't reach you."
He heard a gasp from the corner of the room and glanced over before Kingsley moved. Meg was grinning smugly and her friend was leaning forward, watching intently while Meg's fingers crawled higher and higher under her skirt.
Letting go of Gideon's cock, Kingsley actually stood up and turned towards the two girls, erection jutting forward. He grinned happily at them and waved, "Hello, ladies," before turning towards Gideon again. He knelt with his knees on either side of Gideon's head, putting his cock in Gideon's mouth, before he lowered himself over Gideon and took him back into his own mouth.
Gideon could hear the girls whispering louder, exchanging notes or kisses or whatever the hell they were doing. The moment Kingsley's cock touched his lips he didn't bother to pay any more attention to them, opening his mouth to accept it. He twisted their bodies a little so Kingsley's thigh didn't block the view, and tried to make sure he kept his own leg flat on the ground.
Kingsley held still for him, knowing Gideon worried about gagging. Gideon wrapped his arm - the one of the far side - around Kingsley's hips to help hold him up. Raising and lowering his head off the ground, he slowly sucked Kingsley in as deep as possible, tongue teasing him.
He tried to not think about Kingsley's mouth and the wicked things it did. Gideon loved the feeling of it, but wanted to be fucked more than anything at that moment. He laid his head back on the floor and just sucked the tip of Kingsley's cock into his mouth.
So the birds wanted a show? He'd give them a good show. He let go of Gideon's cock and slid a little more forward. It was an awkward position for what he wanted to do, but he wanted to try anyway. He lifted Gideon's leg with his arm, placing it over his shoulder and then stretched his neck enough to be able to lick Gideon's arse. After the first lick, hearing Gideon's gasp, he turned to the two girls and said, "This is called rimming. It's the best thing ever." Turning his head back, he asked Gideon, "Isn't it, Prewett?"
"Fuck yes," Gideon mumbled. He carefully tucked Kingsley's erection against his skin and wiggled back further, giving Kingsley better access.
"Pillows," he said, looking at Meg who threw two at him.
He gave one to Kingsley for his hips and put the other under his head, helping to elevate it, then sucked Kingsley's balls into his mouth. Gideon grabbed his butt cheeks and squeezed them, licking Kingsley's balls.
So the birds had seen a condensed version of a sixty-nine, rimming and ball sucking. Now it was time for the real thing, especially because Kingsley really, really wanted to come inside Gideon and not in his mouth.
"Nice and wet, Prewett. Did you bring lube?"
"We're in my flat, Shacklebolt, Accio the damn stuff."
Gideon would have, but instead craned his own neck to lick Kingsley's arse before Kingsley turned around to fuck him.
Kingsley Summoned the lube and, grinning at the girls, coated his cock with it, making fake pleasure faces at them while he did it. Then he asked them, "How would you ladies like it? Gideon on his fours, arse up? Or maybe a nice missionary position? He can also bottom from the top, which is delightful, but not his favorite. We can also do it sideways. You choose. Or maybe we should let Gideon choose?"
'It's not my favorite, no, it requires lots of muscle control, but you love it. Let's start with arse up, Imp, then switch to your favorite. And go slow so you don't lose it too soon." Gideon rolled over onto his knees, head resting on his forearms.
"Gideon! Those pretty girls will think I'm a fast comer! It's not true, ladies. It's just that Gideon is such a hot piece of arse that I tend to lose control a little earlier with him."
He knelt behind Gideon and put the tip of his cock against his arse. "All this cock and bull story about needing to stretch your partner is pure bullshit. The way that he is now, he won't need anything else. Just my cock inside." And with those words, he closed his eyes and entered Gideon slowly.
Gideon bit his forearm to stay silent. Just his cock inside indeed, it was the only thing Gideon wanted. He might be the bottom, but he could control Kingsley with his silence or his noise.
However, Gideon wanted this to last, and remained silent. Kingsley was indeed moving slow; he'd just reach the point where Gideon wanted him, then pull away, teasing him again. Driving him insane, but Kingsley held on tight to Gideon's hips and didn't let him move.
The fact that the two girls were there, watching them, only made him hornier, so he decided to think about anything else. Like hell would he come quickly this time! Especially because Gideon had promised a rare treat - bottoming from the top.
Gideon wanted to help Kingsley, not hurry this along. He kept silent and didn't move, trying to ignore the great feelings that Kingsley caused as he moved back and forth, rubbing inside him. He reached back with one hand, squeezing himself at the base to keep from finishing. This slow pace was driving him crazy.
It was a losing battle, so Kingsley withdrew quickly and slapped Gideon's arse. "Come on, lazy bottom, time for you to do some work."
Gideon grinned over his shoulder at the slap. He liked when Kingsley did that. "That's another thing," Gideon said to the girls, "slap us around a little. It's fun."
He pushed Kingsley onto his back and kissed him hard as he straddled him. Bracing himself on Kingsley's shoulders, he inched back slowly, letting Kingsley take care of the entrance. As soon as he was partially inside, Gideon leaned back, finding the position that gave the best friction.
Balancing himself with his hands on Kingsley's chest, Gideon rocked back and forth, Kingsley's hands on his hips to support some of the weight. "You can't ride him the way a bird rides a bloke, arse on his pelvis and wiggling back and forth, you have to do all the work yourself. The effort is in the angle and the leg muscles."
Gideon stopped talking and bit his lip as he found the perfect spot, rubbing up and down in tiny movements.
"It's...the...only...time...the...bottom...has...to work," Kingsley gasped in between words. He hoped the birds had the knack of it now, so he could just enjoy the rest of the ride.
Gideon broke his concentration long enough to lean over and smack Kingsley's hip. "If you think you work too hard, Imp, I'll take over the top duties."
The girls giggled, they both knew that tops and bottoms never switched.
Gideon leaned over and kissed him then closed his eyes and concentrated on finishing. He leaned back, putting all his weight on his knees as he moved up and down, his thighs trembling, and grabbed his cock, pulling on it quickly to make himself come as soon as Kingsley did.
With a moan, Gideon finished, body trembling, and fell onto Kingsley's chest and was immediately pushed off to his side. Gideon wanted to tell the girls he liked to come down from the orgasm alone, without being touched for a minute, but couldn't find the words to speak.
Damn, he loved having sex with Kingsley.
Except that now, all he could think about was watching the girls.