Rostislav Zelenka (ghostsongs) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-08-14 08:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, #june 2018, devlin, greer, rostislav |
Who: Dev, Greer, and Rost
When: afternoon, Thursday, June 14th
Where: home
Warning: NSFW
Status: complete
It had been many days since the new grave desecrations, almost a week, but Rost was still feeling the weight of it. He had reported the incident, Rost’s bosses had come out to look everything over, clucking their tongues and shaking their heads, and then they’d had him fill in the holes again, re-burying the coffins, empty of everything but clothes. Whether they would tell the families of the deceased victims or not, Rost didn’t know. Sometimes he wanted to do it himself, but it wasn’t really up to him, and he didn’t know what good it would actually do. It would just cause more grief and suffering, surely.
He’d felt low all week, and when Thursday dawned gray and rainy, the weather seemed to finally match how he was feeling. Rost had never loved summertime anyway, it always felt a little cursed, and even though they had gotten Greer back, this one seemed particularly hard. He’d been trying not to let it show, trying to go about business as usual, but it was difficult to get out of bed on Thursday. Rost just couldn’t make himself get up and go to work, he couldn’t face the possibility of finding something else horrible. So he just rolled over when his partners rose to start their days, lingering in bed well past noon, sleeping on and off, gazing out the window at the gray sky when his eyes were open. He knew he would feel better if he got up, brushed his teeth, ate something ... he just couldn’t seem to make his body do it. Everything was too heavy.
While she was no empath, it wasn't difficult for Greer to catch onto the fact that Rost was feeling down this week. She certainly couldn't blame him for it, considering what he had discovered at the cemetery earlier. He had a difficult job, especially here in Point Pleasant and she wished some of the witches in town could do something about it. Put stronger protective wards on the land or something like that. Greer had made a mental note to ask Max if his sister was capable of such a thing, just to make Rost's life a little easier. She and Dev had let him sleep in for most of the morning, but when he was still in bed past lunchtime, Greer decided to make him a cup of coffee to see if that helped.
"Do you think he may be sick?" Greer murmured to Dev as she prepared the coffee maker. "Should I make him some soup too?"
"I think he's just sad, love," Dev said and he had seen this before enough times to recognize it. This had been a common thing after they'd lost Greer, one of the rotating awful moods that clashed and drove them both in an even worse spiral. Looking back, Dev wasn't sure how they'd managed to hang in there for the worst of it, why they hadn't gone their separate ways or simply faded away in their grief. He was glad for it now but he knew all too well the gloom didn't leave just because the sun came out every so often. Especially with men like him and Rost. When they slipped into the darkness, it took some mighty heavy rope to pull them back out.
"I don't think he needs soup," he added and ran his fingers through his unruly hair, glancing in the direction of the bedroom. "I'd say he needs a change of scenery but it's all gray and bleary out there so there's not much scenery to be had." And he wasn't willing to wager they could get Rost out of bed and drag him to one of the magic happy places in town. "Coffee's a good start though. Maybe a muffin in bed." He snuck a kiss on Greer's cheek and then squinted at the coffee maker, as if he could will it to work faster.
A change of scenery would be really nice but Dev was right. It was not very pleasant outside today, which she was sure didn't help Rost's mood at all. She wished she had something to slip into the coffee to make him feel better and she thought maybe when she was asking Max about protective wards for the cemetery, she could ask about some kind of potion she could have for days like this. If she remembered what she heard at the Christmas party properly, his sister was known for creating things like that. "Coffee and a muffin," Greer murmured. "It's not much but maybe it'll help a little." When she had his coffee ready to go, she carried it carefully into the bedroom where Rost was still sprawled out on the bed.
"Hi, love," she murmured, carefully placing the coffee on the nightstand beside him. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to place a kiss to his cheek. "Are you feeling all right?"
Rost was in a light doze when Greer and Dev came into the bedroom. They were quiet, so it was the smell of coffee more than anything that made him open his eyes. He felt a vague embarrassment wash over him -- he’d spent plenty of miserable days in bed while Greer was gone, and so had Dev, but he didn’t want her to see him doing it. He should be Better, for her. But the feeling was pale and faded out rather quickly. Rost offered a small smile at the kiss to his cheek, and moved to at least sit up a bit more. “I am just tired, I suppose,” he murmured, glancing between them. It was true, he was tired, but he knew it wasn’t from over exertion or not enough sleep. There was more to it than that, but Rost found it difficult to explain his bouts of depression to anyone else.
Dev had his ups and downs and he'd seen Rost like this and worse before so he didn't need any explanations. He made his way around the bed and sat down on Rost's other side, then slowly moved to stretch out with a crumpled up pillow under shoulder blades to prop himself up a little. "It's the weather for it," he murmured. "It's shite out there, bound to make you drowsy." He idly rubbed his knuckle against Rost's thigh, giving him a sympathetic smile. "We should bake a cake or something, that's a rainy day activity, right?" It wasn't the first time it crossed his mind that they should drag Rost out of Point Pleasant, take him somewhere sunnier - even if only for a mini vacation.
Greer rested her hand on his leg, not quite sure if baking a cake would make Rost feel any better. Sometimes emotions just were and the only thing to help heal them was time. She wondered if he might want to be alone, but she was reluctant to leave his side just yet. "Do you want to talk about it?" she murmured, aware that he might not want to and that was okay too. The weather probably wasn't helping anything, but it felt like a good day to stay inside and be together.
Rost could feel his mood lifting a bit already, though he knew that was a temporary effect of having both of his loves so close to him. It was hard to be gloomy around them both, though he still managed it fairly often. He didn’t feel obligated to be sunshine and rainbows for them, which was a relief. They both understood his mental demons. Rost reached for the coffee, mostly to wrap his cold hands around it, and gave them both a wan smile. “I do not wish to rain on your day either ... but I just keep thinking about the empty graves and how ... how powerless we are. What can be done about it? Nothing. We are helpless to greater powers and it is ... small-feeling. You understand?” he asked, glancing between them on either side of him.
"Absolutely," Dev replied because the world often felt too big and with far too many sharp corners for people like them. "And our day is already thoroughly rained on, you can rain as hard as you want today, love. It'd be nice if we could get some of those greater powers to work for us for a change, or with us at the very bloody least." He kept his hand idly lingering on Rost's thigh but didn't touch him more than that for now, not while he was drinking his coffee. They'd already talked about the graves some, been back and forth about the ways they could try to fight against whatever malevolent entity was stealing bodies and it seemed a little futile to go over all that again so he just stayed where he was and hoped his and Greer's presence helped instead of hurting. "Get ourselves a big fuck-off Cerberus guard dog for the cemetery, three heads and all."
"Can the witches not do anything?" Greer murmured, watching Rost's face. "Max... his sister is an earth witch. Maybe she can do something to keep darker forces away." And maybe it would prove fruitless but it felt better to try than to just accept. She didn't want Rost to keep returning to that cemetery to find horrible things waiting for him. And what if he arrived one morning and got hurt himself? He was there to take care of the place, to bury the dead. He shouldn't have to put himself in danger just for a paycheck.
The idea of having a giant three-headed dog watching over the cemetery made Rost smile faintly. If only those types of things were on their side instead of being a threat as they usually were. Rost sipped from the coffee mug, trying to let the hot liquid soothe his insides. “I do not know,” he murmured to Greer’s question, lifting one shoulder slightly. “This kind of desecration... it is new. I have not spoken to any of them in a while, not since ... we asked Shayna Mae to help you.” He gave her a wan smile. He supposed he could go ask them, try to get one of them to help him, but Rost knew he wasn’t a huge priority to any of them, and he had already asked for many things. He’d thought it might interest Reagan because of previous issues she’d had there, but she was the least approachable witch he knew, so he was hesitant to go see her.
Dev remembered how helpless Shayna Mae had been in the face of Greer's confliction, it hadn't exactly inspired a lot of confidence in him that witches were good for much, even if he knew they were all powerful in their own right. Shayna Mae hadn't been able to save her own brother, but maybe she was more capable of prevention than she was of fixing an already broken situation. "Wouldn't hurt to try," he said anyway, despite his lack of faith. "I mean, I don't wanna say it can't get worse because we know it can, but if there's any chance it can get better, we should try." Truthfully he kind of wished Rost would give up his position at the cemetery, let it be somebody else's problem, but he also knew his lover felt a deep responsibility for the place that went far beyond his paycheck.
Greer nodded, agreeing with Dev. They could try. Things didn't always work out, but if they ignored it, things would just get worse and they would have nobody to blame but themselves. Greer didn't want to risk Rost getting hurt or caught up in the middle of whatever was happening in the cemetery. "I'll text Max and see if we can talk to his sister," Greer suggested. "Maybe she can do something. And if not, we'll try to figure out if there's someone else who can." She knew Rost and Dev had tried hard to help her when she had been infected and now Greer felt an intense urge to return the favor. Anything she could do to help Rost and the cemetery, she would.
They were so sweet and concerned, it made Rost’s throat ache. For so many years his problems had been his own to deal with. Which wasn’t to say he hadn’t had friends who tried to help, but that was different than having this constant source of support. He set his coffee down and took Dev’s hand in one of his and Greer’s hand in the other, pulling them both up to press to his cheeks. “You are both too good to me,” he murmured, a sappy smile on his face. Rost kissed the backs of their hands, then shifted around to scoot in closer to Dev and make room for Greer to stretch out on his other side. He did want to get up eventually and have some sort of a day, but first he wanted to snuggle both of his loves. “You make this home my sanctuary.”
Dev tangled their fingers together and smiled back at him, glad to see him perking up a little. It wasn't enough to fix things but he knew damn well how much love and support could do to keep him together when he felt like falling apart. "And you are our sanctuary," he told him and gave Greer a knowing look. He wasn't always sure why he'd felt the need to come to Point Pleasant or what exactly Grandpa Morrow had seen in this place, but these days Rost felt like the reason; like all of this was fated to happen and they were destined to be together. "We'll always have your back, love."
Greer moved easily onto the bed and settled comfortably against Rost. She was already thinking of a nice dinner she could make the three of them. Something delicious with a lot of wine. Both of them deserved it. Like Dev, Greer knew deep in her heart that they came to Point Pleasant to find Rost. And if they ever decided to leave, he would come with them. Now it felt like Rost had always been a part of her life, the way it had felt with Dev when they met. "Is there anything else we can do for you?" Greer asked, resting her head against Rost's shoulder. "Are you hungry? I can make you some lunch. Or run a bath?"
Rost was sure they would turn this bad day of his into a better one, even if they were forced to stay indoors because of the rain. They were proving to have a talent for that -- lifting him up. He just hoped he returned the favor when they needed it. He and Dev had almost suffocated under their grief after losing Greer, but they’d clung to each other during the darkest moments and made it out the other side. Everything seemed so much easier to bear with this kind of loving company. “Maybe later, my love,” Rost murmured to Greer, stroking her hair with a faint smile. “For now, stop trying to serve and just be, that is all I want.” He turned his head to kiss her forehead, then turned it the other way to kiss Devlin. He loved how much they both did for him, but even more important was their comforting presence, filling him with lovely proof that he wasn’t alone in anything, anymore.
"You are so easy to please," Dev tittered. "Just do nothing and you're happy." It wasn't quite that simple but he knew exactly how Greer was feeling, that near desperate urge to do something to fix things. He'd felt it quite often when she went missing but it had been a lot more impotent at the time since he'd been too depressed to do a goddamn thing. Now though, ideas kept coming to him and he felt energized enough to actually do any of them - if he actually thought they would help. Lying there and kissing Rost was the easiest route and the most pleasurable and he nipped lightly on his neck after Rost kissed him. "I think we're quite capable of just being. Right, Greer?"
She could do that. Just be. Sometimes it was the most relaxing way to spend a day, rather than get bogged down with responsibilities or obligations. Greer cuddled up closer to Rost, draping her arm across him. "We can definitely do that," she told Rost, smiling. "That was how Dev and I spent a lot of our days back in California. Just being. Of course, we usually smoked a joint and that helped a lot with our beingness." She laughed softly before pressing a kiss against Rost's chest. "Anything you need today, we're here for you."
Rost’s brows rose and he smiled a bit easier. “A joint sounds amazing right about now,” he murmured. Maybe it wasn’t great to fall back on substances when he was struggling with his mental health, but ... that was what humans had been doing for their entire history, wasn’t it? Better to be high than drunk, at least. Getting stoned in bed with both of his babes, maybe warming up into all of them getting physical together, sounded like the best plan he could possibly make for the day. “Any volunteers to roll one?” Rost asked with a tiny smirk, glancing between them. They both wanted to do stuff for him, so that was one small thing he could suggest.
Dev was a lazy hedonist by nature so the idea of lounging in bed for a while and getting stoned appealed to him instantly. "I've got you," he murmured and smooched Rost's cheek before rolling away from him to get up. He got them some drinks while he was at it, then sat down on the bed while he readied a joint, pulling his shirt off for optimal comfort. When the joint was ready he moved back to Rost's side, balancing an ashtray on Rost's stomach and offering up the joint and a lighter. "You should do the honors," he murmured. "Break this baby in."
Greer smiled as Dev got up to get them a joint. It was already feeling like a nice, lazy day and she hoped this would help Rost feel more like himself. If nothing else, they could all lay there and listen to the rain while they were relaxed. Greer shifted a bit, not wanting to lay against his arm and restrict him from whatever he wanted to do. But she was eager to smoke too and see where it took them.
It was like being a king for a moment, lounging with a beautiful woman while an equally beautiful man rolled a joint for him. Rost already felt spoiled. It was nice. Especially when he wasn’t doing so great at caring for himself, having other people happily pick up the slack was a dream. Rost accepted the joint with a murmured thanks and lit it up, closing his eyes as he drew the acrid smoke deep into his lungs. It would take a few minutes for the chemicals to really settle in, but he already felt better. It was one of those Pavlov things. After one more small sip, Rost offered the joint out to whoever wanted to take it next, exhaling a long column of smoke upward into the air.
Dev let Greer take it, nuzzling Rost's neck while his lovers got first dibs on the weed, his hand lightly brushing Rost's stomach until he found Greer's arm and rested there for a beat. It wasn't hard to tell where one ended and the other began, from coarse body hair to smooth skin. He always loved touching their bodies at the same time, it was a special treat for the senses, a variety of textures as they were so different and he loved them both so much. Eventually he raised his head to look at what he was doing and accepted the joint from Greer with a lazy little wink. "If anyone gets the munchies I can run and get some food too," he murmured. "But it's gotta happen soon, I'm starting to get the Lazy."
Greer watched Dev nuzzle Rost and she smiled even as she released the smoke from her lips. She still found herself eternally grateful that they had found Rost here, that he and Dev had each other to lean on when she had been gone. There was still some lingering guilt over how she left them and her behavior leading up to Witcham Road, but Greer was slowly learning to forgive herself. It seemed as though her boys already had. "Be lazy," Greer told Dev before leaning over to press soft kisses to Rost's bare chest. "Isn't that what Rost wanted? Just be. If you two decide you want some junk, I'll go get it for you. But I'm perfectly fine with what we're doing now."
“Yes, just be,” Rost agreed in a soft murmur, long fingers delving into Greer’s hair as she made his skin tingle. It felt indescribably good to be settled between them, nuzzled and kissed from both sides while they passed the joint amongst the three of them. Rost didn’t want either of them to get up for anything else, his body was much more focused on the warm press of their bodies and mouths against him at the moment. Maybe all of this was ultimately just a distraction, but anything that dragged him out of his cloudy gray state of mind was more than welcome today. Once they were high enough to set the joint aside, Rost turned his head to catch Dev’s lips with his own. His breath probably wasn’t great, but he knew his loves wouldn’t judge him for it, and he was starting to crave the taste of both of them.
Dev was good with just relaxing and not making anyone leave for anything, especially once Rost started kissing him, morning breath or no. He arched in against him as he kissed him back and at some point he wasn't sure who had the joint or if someone else had put it away but that didn't matter as long as the bed didn't catch fire. This was a really good way to start the day - or spend the day, really - and he hummed contently against Rost's lips, his fingers tangling in Greer's hair as he stroked her back.
It was heavenly just to be able to watch Rost and Dev kiss one another. Greer loved them both so much that it meant everything to her that they loved each other too. Not to mention that it was incredibly sexy to watch them together. She would have been perfectly content to lay back and watch them kiss each other all day without a finger ever laying upon her. Even so, Greer continued to touch, nuzzling Dev's wrist when his hand slipped into her hair. And just because she could, Greer began to pepper soft kisses down Rost's chest to his stomach, taking her time because they had nowhere to be and she absolutely adored driving her boys a little crazy every now and then.
The more he and Dev kissed, the hotter Rost’s core started to feel, the sensation enhanced by Greer’s soft lips against his skin. He loved them both so much, he wished he had another mouth so he could kiss them both at once. Greer was headed in the opposite direction though, and that put a tingle in his stomach that made his cock stir under his flannel pants. Rost’s free hand slipped into Greer’s hair as well, stroking and brushing against Dev’s fingers. He didn’t want to be a lazy pillow princess while they did all the work, but gods, he wanted to bask in all of this sexy attention for a while. Rost let out a soft deep sound as he nipped lightly at Dev’s bottom lip, his fingers moving to brush over Greer’s cheek.
Dev was starting to feel like they should all be a whole lot more naked but like with everything else, he didn't feel rushed. He did however take care of what he could without moving too much and without breaking the kiss, slowly beginning to nudge down his jogging pants, arching his hips up as he maneuvered them out of the way enough to be able to shift them off with his feet. He let go of Greer to give himself a few lazy strokes when he was settled, content to just kiss Rost for now as he paid close attention to his reaction to what Greer was so obviously about to do.
Greer loved that Dev had gotten naked and she couldn't help but reach out with one hand to brush her hand over his bare thigh until she had slipped down far enough that she had to use both hands to tug Rost's pajama bottoms down. She had always enjoyed giving her men pleasure, especially when she knew they could use a little of it to feel better. And maybe there was a little part of her that needed it too, especially after spending so many months Over There, where nothing had been arousing or pleasurable. Being home had certainly lit that spark in her belly again and sometimes she felt like she couldn't get enough of Dev or Rost. Humming happily in her throat at the sight of Rost's cock, Greer curled her fingers gently around the base and slid her tongue up its length, just to tease for a bit.
Devlin was just a master at getting naked while his mouth was doing something else, Rost had found, and it was delightful. He moaned softly against Dev’s lips as Greer took care of his own pants for him, at least enough to make him accessible. When her tongue touched his cock, his breath hitched softly and he had to break the kiss for a moment to look down at her. He was rock hard and aching already, and Greer looked so incredibly beautiful down there between his legs. Rost leaned into Dev some more, tucking his face into the other man’s neck to kiss and nibble while he reached for his cock to take over those teasing strokes. It was difficult for him to just be still and absorb pleasure when there was another lover to touch and dote on, and he wanted all of them to feel as good as possible.
Dev had found early on that all three of them were givers in their relationship and it seemed to take real effort to just lay back and enjoy sometimes. It was a luxury problem for sure and he loved that they were all so eager to please each other. A relationship with three people could be hard to navigate but in this one nobody ever felt left out or unwanted in ; there was simply too much love, overflowing and leaving them all sated. He turned his gaze to Greer when Rost broke their kiss, running his fingers through her hair again now that Rost had taken over stroking his cock. He kind of wanted to join her down there, but at the same time he was content right where he was, letting his arousal slowly grow into something hotter and stronger.
Even if Greer was the only one doling out pleasure this morning, she would still come away with it satisfied. There was nothing like making her boys happy, listening to their breathing get heavier, feeling their bodies move and tense against hers. It was one of the most intoxicating feelings she had ever experienced. So she took her time, exploring Rost with her lips and tongue, content with Dev's fingers in her hair. She knew they were both watching and of course that only added to Greer's one enjoyment of what was happening. Opening her eyes, she peered up at Rost and Dev before taking his cock between her lips and taking him deep into her mouth. Watching the two of them kiss and nuzzle each other sent sharp arousal between her legs and she moaned around Rost's length, happy to ignore her own desire to give him more of his own.
This was just the beginning, as far as Rost was concerned, they were only getting warmed up. He could indulge in being pampered for a little while, but he could tell that restlessness growing inside his gut would bloom into action eventually. Rost groaned hoarsely against Dev’s neck as Greer wrapped her lips around him, and he squeezed the cock in his hand tighter. This was definitely the best kind of distraction from the darkness that had been clouding his mind all day. Rost didn’t have to think about anything, he just had to feel, and all he could feel at the moment was pleasure and a sweet building tension. He let it go on for a little while, the muscles in his thighs and hips getting more trembly as Greer worked on him, his hand still stroking Dev, but he finally felt like he had to do something more, so he pulled back enough to catch Dev’s eyes again. “Let us get our girl naked, yes?” he murmured, moving his free hand down to drift through Greer’s hair again.
"Stay put," Dev whispered with a little grin and kissed Rost once more before pulling away from him. He could take care of Greer, she seemed pretty happy where she was and so did Rost. He got up to his knees and shuffled down alongside them until he came up behind his girl, slipping his hand up her back underneath her shirt. "Let's get this off, shall we, love?" he murmured, a bit fixated on the way her long hair curled against her back, thick and wild where she'd flipped it away from her face. He always liked it best when she let it do whatever the hell it wanted to do, and today she had the best kind of bed-hair possible.
Greer smiled when Dev slipped down behind her and while she was reluctant to pull away from Rost, she definitely wanted to get rid of her clothes. So she pulled back and helped him get her shirt off. Like most days, she hadn't bothered with a bra and once she was bare, she pulled Dev in to kiss him deeply, her tongue slipping past his lips. She loved it when they were all naked together. There was nothing quite like the feeling of skin on skin, especially when hands and mouths were involved. This was something she hadn't thought she would ever get to experience again and the pleasure that bloomed in her gut seemed more intense and full of feeling than ever before. Greer never wanted to take one moment with her boys for granted and she slid her hands over Dev's chest, wanting to give him his own attention before she returned to pleasuring Rost.
Rost took the opportunity to push his flannel pants down further, pulling his legs up a bit to get them off, though his eyes never left his lovers. He’d been instructed to stay put, but he was a rebel, and it was so hard to stay still now that he felt so hot and stirred up inside. Watching Dev and Greer kiss was beyond beautiful, and his hands itched to touch more of her. Rost sat up and scooted in closer, his hands coming up to cup her breasts as he leaned in to plant slow kisses against her chest. Rost brushed some of that unruly hair back over Greer’s shoulder to get at more bare skin. He caught one of her nipples with his mouth and hummed low in the back of his throat as he sucked, his palms roaming over more of her curves before he slipped them up under her soft loose skirt, hungry to touch even more of her.
Dev's hands replaced Rost's on one of Greer's breasts and he knew by now the way she liked to be fondled, rubbing his fingers against her nipple as he kissed her. "Never does what he's told," he said in a faux-complaint against her lips before grinning and moving to kiss her neck. He hadn't really needed Rost to stay put, but the idea had been to bring all the pleasure to him. This was perfect too though; showering their girl with love and attention did the soul good and for Rost it was possibly even better than being at the center of things. He moved his free hand to run his fingers through Rost's hair, loving having both of them there within reach for touching and tasting.
Greer had every intention of being the one to shower her men with pleasure and attention but she was helpless to do anything but submit as they touched and kissed her. Her body shivered in response and her hand slid over Rost's shoulder to the nape of his neck while she tilted her neck to the side for Dev's lips. "This isn't it how I planned it," Greer murmured, a smile forming on her lips. She wanted to make them both moan and go a little crazy but now she was the one feeling those sparks deep in her gut. Her hands were a bit languid as she trailed them over her lovers, wherever she could reach. Greer was feeling nicely stoned and desired and she felt no need to rush this.
“No planning, just being,” Rost murmured against Greer’s breast, a smile crossing his own face. He didn’t feel bad at all for being disobedient. In fact, nothing at all felt bad at the moment, and it was perfect. He released Greer’s nipple to look up and watch the two of them kiss, just as aroused by it as Greer had been when watching her two men. Any sense of being a third wheel or an interloper in their relationship had died quite a while ago, and Rost felt like a full part of things even without the focus on him. He kissed Greer’s skin some more as his fingers found the button on her long skirt. He pushed it down over her hips and made a soft sound of appreciation to see that there was nothing underneath. He nuzzled her as he slipped his fingers between her legs to lightly stroke her warmest part.
"Sorry to disappoint you, love," Dev teased her between kisses and when he felt her skirt slip down, he moved in closer to her and let his cock rub against her skin. "I think we got what we wanted." He added a moment later with a grin because Rost seemed happier and that had been the goal this whole time. As he moved his hand down to play with her but found Rost's hand busy there already, that was the funny thing about threesomes, it wasn't always easy to keep tabs on who was doing what but they all had an easy time of going with the flow. Dev had a feeling Rost's cock was a bit neglected at the moment so he let go of Greer for now and shuffled around them to drape himself against Rost's back and reach around him to find his cock and give it a few teasing strokes.
Greer was awash in pleasure now as Rost stroked her. She wanted to try and refocus on him but his fingers felt so divine between her legs that coherent thought was a thing of the past. Panting softly, Greer slid her hands into Rost's hair and tilted his face up so she could kiss him deeply, her tongue stroking along his, matching the rhythm of her hips against his hand. It was becoming harder and harder to hold herself back and Greer bit gently into his lower lip before she shifted completely out of her skirt to straddle his lap. "I want you inside me," she murmured against his lips. Dev would get his turn too, but today was about Rost and she wanted this for him first.
Kissing and stroking Greer with Dev’s hand on his cock felt divine, and Rost had the fleeting thought that he could come just like this, given enough time. There were so many more fun things to do though, as Greer made very clear. Rost leaned back into Dev’s solid warmth as Greer climbed over his lap. He loved to be between them, the meat in a love sandwich, and feeling Dev’s erection against his back made him really want to be in the middle, with Dev inside him while he was inside Greer. That would mean moving around a lot though, and for the moment he just wanted to bask in the lazy happy pleasure they were creating. Intensity would come, for now slow and easy felt right. “Yes please,” he whispered back to Greer, a brief smile crossing his face. He put his hands on her hips to guide her into place, his cock more than ready for her after Dev’s teasing.
It was easy to slip Rost inside of her as she settled into his lap, one arm sliding around his shoulders to cling to him as their bodies came together. A contented sigh escaped her and Greer sought his mouth with her own, kissing him slowly to draw out the pleasure. Then she reached for Dev to bring him close enough that she could kiss him too, her hips moving lazily against Rost. It felt like all of the sadness in the room had dissipated, and even if it was only temporary, Greer knew the three of them would bask in this for quite some time. Maybe they could even spend the entirety of the day naked and exhausting one another to the point of insanity. It had to be better than anything that awaited them out there.
Sinking into either of his lovers was always bliss, and it felt especially good today. Maybe it was the rain outside or the depth of the depression they were giving him relief from, or just the love floating around in the room. Rost kissed Greer back with relish while her mouth was there, then cracked his eyes open to watch her lips connect with Dev’s above him. Rost felt wonderfully crowded between them, and his gaze drifted down to where his cock was slowly rocking in and out of Greer. He didn’t want to rush anything about this, enjoying the languid pace of everything while they just enjoyed one another. He was starting to feel spoiled again, and Rost tilted his head up and reached up to stroke Dev’s stubbly cheek. “Give me your cock, love,” he murmured. They could rearrange themselves a bit and he could give them both pleasure at once.
Dev was in no rush to get pleasured but Rost's offer was too good to pass up. He knew what he meant, unfortunately it wasn't as simple to fuck him as it was to fuck Greer or he would have been all over that but it needed more preparation and probably a better position, so he moved slowly from behind him and stood up, taking a moment to gather his balance on the soft bed. "You two are so beautiful together," he murmured quietly, reaching down to stroke them both, fingers tangling in their hair. They were so different, the texture and length of their hair obviously so but there were even little things Dev knew he could tell them apart by without use of his eyes. He'd be lying if he didn't think about the two of them fucking Greer at the same time, but that too took a lot of preparation and today was all about spontaneity.
Watching Rost take Dev into his mouth nearly sent Greer over the edge. It was such an erotic sight and she kept her eyes on it as she rocked her hips into Rost's, moaning softly with every movement. Her hand reached out to slide up the back of Dev's thigh to his ass, her fingers desperate to touch him and connect. Maybe she would get a turn to worship Dev too. But right now she was focused on Rost and the way he felt inside of her. Her heart felt full and she hoped her boys felt the same. They had gone so long without this and every time she was intimate with them now, it felt like a new form of rebirth for her. Like she could somehow leave that Other place behind and forget the misery and pain.
Rost moaned around Dev’s cock, an almost-overwhelming warmth spreading further inside of him. He loved being able to bring them both pleasure at the same time, and sometimes the best way they could spoil him was to use him to enjoy themselves. The way Greer was riding him was sending waves of pleasure up his spine, and the lovely weight of Dev against his tongue only enhanced it. He cracked his eyes open to see that Greer was watching raptly, and that sent another ripple of aroused happiness into his stomach. There was always so much love flowing between all of them, and moments like these reminded him how much they’d been missing when Greer was gone. After a few moments of being selfish, he pulled his mouth off of Dev so Greer could have some of him too, dipping his head a bit lower to lick at Dev’s balls.
Dev was the one feeling spoiled now in a kind of a 'best seat in the house' way. The view was amazing and Rost's mouth even more so. He felt heady with pleasure as he tried not to rock his hips too hard, letting Rost decide the pace and intensity of the blowjob and the way Greer was watching them was pure sex all on its own. He loved that she was as turned on by watching them as he was watching her with Rost, he'd known for a long time just how compatible they were in every way but it still filled him with emotion to actually feel it in action. The fact they'd all found each other was kismet and their union was harmony incarnate.
Greer let Rost hold onto her as she leaned in toward Dev to take his cock between her lips. She didn't break her rhythm, but began to suck Dev in time with the thrust of her hips. It was so easy to get lost in her love for them, whether they were sharing pleasure together or she was being intimate with them one on one. Moaning around Dev's cock, Greer rolled her hips against Rost harder, aware that she wanted to make this last but now her body was starting to take control. It just felt so good and she wanted more of it.
It had always been this way with them from the start -- mutual support, mutual pleasure, everyone deeply feeling the love that flowed between them. Rost pulled back enough to watch Greer suck on their man, those soft sounds she made sending shivers of pleasure through his stomach. Not that he was short on that at the moment, because the way Greer was moving her hips was unspeakably delicious. Rost dipped his head in closer to kiss at her neck, murmuring soft endearments to her in English and Romani both, his hands on her hips as he rocked with her as best he could in that position. They’d started out focused on him, but Rost wanted Greer to come first, his own pleasure so tied up in that of his loves.
There was nothing quite as sexy as Greer's moans, though Rost's words in Romani came close. They touched on some deep part of Dev who absolutely loved their voices and hearing Greer's while literally feeling it vibrate around his cock was pure bliss. He was having a hard time keeping his eyes open, as much as he wanted to watch them both, especially as Greer's movements got more frantic and needy. "Bet that cock feels so good inside you," he breathed, curling his fingers in Greer's hair near the nape of her neck and nudging her gently, not so much pushing as urging her on. He was already thinking about their next time, better prepared with more lubrication and all the delicious things they could do but for now this was enough, oh so enough.
Greer opened her eyes and peered up at Dev, her answer more than expressed in her eyes. He knew as well as she did how amazing Rost felt and if they just lounged around naked all day together, she was sure he would get to experience it himself. Her hand slid back over Dev's ass as she took him deeper into her mouth, keeping up with the rhythm of her body moving over Rost's. She could feel her pleasure starting to coil tightly within her core and Greer dropped her free hand between their bodies to start rubbing her clit. Listening to both of her men speak to her, their voices so different yet equally erotic, did so many delicious things to her insides. Greer was fairly certain that she could get off on listening to them both speak alone. Moaning, Greer began rocking her hips into Rost's with purpose, wanting to let the building sensations completely take over.
Rost leaned back a bit, one hand moving back to support himself so he could get a bit more leverage with his hips. It was a challenge to hold back with such a scene in front of him -- he couldn’t seem to look away from Greer’s lips wrapped around Dev’s cock. He’d been in both of their positions many times now, and they were equally delightful. Groaning openly now, Rost pumped his cock up deeper into Greer with every rock of her hips, dying to feel her clench and throb around him. Maybe if she didn’t get Dev there with her mouth, he would want to be next, in any possible spot. Rost wanted to spend the whole day sucking and fucking and pleasing both of them, until all they wanted to do was lounge around in a big naked puddle.
It was easy to tell when Greer was close and Dev wished he was helping her get there too with a more hands on approach. He stroked her head and rubbed her earlobe, unable to keep his eyes open as her skilled mouth kept stoking his fire. He ended up lost for words, content to just listen to them and let out a few quiet moans of his own. He didn't really want to come like this, wanted to come inside her with all the mess that entailed since Rost was doing it first. It was a primal urge but just the thought of it might push him over the edge before he even had a chance to act on it.
Even if Dev didn't think so, he was definitely helping her reach the peak as much as Rost was. His hand in her hair, his cock in her mouth. She found as much pleasure in giving him pleasure as she did anything else. They had been lovers for so long now that it was always an equal amount of give and take between them and that hadn't changed when Rost entered the picture. With Rost thrusting harder and deeper, Greer felt the grip on her control start to quickly vanish. Her fingers rubbed frantically against her clit until there was nothing but white hot pleasure soaring through her, the cries from her throat muffled by Dev's cock. Greer gripped Rost's shoulders, her fingertips pressing into his skin firmly to hold onto him as she throbbed and shivered around him.
Gods, it was beautiful, every single time Greer came. This time seemed extra lovely, with Dev’s cock still in her mouth. Rost couldn’t help but grin through Greer’s orgasm, murmuring soft praise as she came around him. It had all been feeling very good to him, but he was still a good safe distance from his own climax, so he just tried to make it good for her, rocking against her shaking body, his hazy eyes on her face. Once the peak of it had passed, Rost huffed a pleased sound and leaned in to kiss on Greer’s cheek and jaw before he turned his gaze up at Dev. “Now, for you,” he practically purred. “What do you want, my love?”
"I would not mind stretching out," Dev replied warmly as he carressed Rost's head as well. "Or switching places. But you know me, I'm easy." He grinned a little at that, feeling heady and hazy. "I see you've managed to turn all this around on us when we were trying to give you a treat." He tsk'ed teasingly and shook his head. "So naughty." He was envisioning fucking Greer from behind while she brought Rost to his climax. There were so many delicious things they could do, nobody could blame him for having a hard time choosing. "Greer, love, what do you want?" he asked, glancing down at his other lover. "Do you want to come again?"
Greer smiled as the two of them spoke, once again proving how unselfish they were in bed, both eager to please the other, or please her again. Running her hands up and down Rost's chest, Greer slid off of his cock, in tune with her lovers and instinctively aware of how to make sure they were all involved in this passion. "Of course I want to come again," Greer murmured. She scooted back, kissing Rost's chest, her tongue swirling around his nipple before working her way down, her ass in the air. "Come have me," she said, glancing up at Dev before continuing on her way to Rost's cock, slick with her juices. It would give Rost a lovely visual, to watch Greer and Dev together as she sucked him to completion.
“You are both my treat,” Rost murmured to Dev as Greer climbed off of him to reposition herself, his hands skimming down her hips and thighs. He knew they all felt spoiled by spoiling each other, and he never minded not being the center of attention when there was so much pleasure flowing through the room. His fingers tangled in Greer’s hair as she kissed her way down his body, and he shifted under her a bit to make himself more accessible. The entire scene in front of him was a beautiful visual, but he was definitely looking forward to watching Dev take over the fucking. And feeling it, because Greer always paid that pleasure forward in the most delicious ways.
If Dev hadn't been so hard already, those words would have gotten him there in two seconds flat. That position and Greer's voice sent a rush through him and he shuffled around her, stroking her everywhere he could reach before pressing a kiss to the small of her back. She really had the most perfect ass and he just wanted to dive in there and shove his face between those lush cheeks but that could wait, his dick wanted more attention. He slid in easily with how wet she was and it was a very specific pleasure he felt in knowing it was both of his lovers' juices coating his cock as Greer's velvety pussy tightened around him. "I love you so fucking much," he groaned to both of them, meeting Rost's gaze with a dopey grin as he reached down around Greer to slip his fingers between her legs, gently rubbing at her clit.
Dev and Rost never failed to make Greer feel like a goddess. The way they worshiped her body was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, no matter how many lovers she had. The pleasure she was already feeling intensified with the slow slide of Dev's cock into her and she felt full in the best kind of way. Groaning happily, Greer nuzzled Rost's length, her hand stroking him softly, aided by her own juices. It was impossible not to shiver when Dev began to touch her intimately and Greer started to push back against his hips, wanting to get him even deeper. Peering up at Rost, Greer slid her tongue around the head of his cock before taking him into her mouth, intoxicated by the taste of herself mingling with him. This was heaven, she was sure of it, and Greer wanted it to last as long as possible.
Watching them was like having his own private porn in front of him, but so much better because he loved them so dearly. It was so erotic to watch the pleasure play over both of their faces and know exactly what they were feeling, having been in both of their positions. That wasn’t even taking into account the way Greer teased and played with his cock. “Does that feel good, my love,” he murmured softly to her as his fingers delved into her hair. It wasn’t really a question that needed answering, he could clearly see that it did ... and feel it in the way she sucked on him. As the pleasure ramped up again in his core, he moaned low and rocked his hips a bit. He felt so sensitive and beyond aroused, Rost knew that he probably wouldn’t last long in her mouth, but damn if he wouldn’t enjoy every second of it first.
"Oh I think it does," Dev murmured huskily as he indulged Greer and himself and pushed in deeper, angling his cock in a way he knew she liked to hit that sweet spot inside of her. "It definitely feels good for me," he added with a cheeky smile, his eyes fluttering closed briefly as he felt Greer tighten around him. Once again he felt that familiar greed where he wanted to taste and fuck both of them at the same time and he wished his gift could allow him to tap into emotions and sensations at will so he could feel what Greer was feeling just by touching her.
Oh, it felt good. More than good, actually, and Greer moaned deep around Rost's cock as Dev thrust into her. All she wanted was to drown herself in these sensations, memorize them just in case she was ever lost again. She had support Over There and had bonded a deep friendship with Max, but it had been her love for Rost and Dev that had gotten her through most of the despondency. Now that she was home, Greer continually felt the urge to touch and kiss them, surround herself with them every chance she got. And she wanted to always make them feel as good as they made her feel so she thrust her hips back against Dev, wanting to meet his cock with every movement, her mouth sucking Rost's cock harder. She had already come once but Greer knew they could both get her there again before it was all over.
If it hadn’t been for Dev, Rost would have collapsed in on himself like a dying star, and he was fairly certain the reverse was true too. They’d only survived Greer being missing because they’d had one another to lean on, and no matter what happened in the future Rost was always going to be grateful for that. For now, things were heavenly -- they were all back together and they were all themselves and still in love and lust with one another. Rost was happy to get lost in it all and let it wash away the melancholy that had plagued him all morning. He panted and moaned with his lovers, touching Greer’s skin as he watched the way her ass bounced with those harder thrusts, admiring Dev’s muscle as his core worked and the pleasure played with his face. Eventually the pressure in Rost’s balls couldn’t be denied any longer, and he groaned louder as his hips stuttered up off the mattress. He let go in Greer’s mouth, his whole body pulsing with sweet relief.
Dev loved them both so much, but it always felt like he loved them a little extra, just a bit harder, when he watched them come. There was something so raw and beautiful about it and his view of Rost was perfect for taking it all in. He wanted to taste it too, greedy for all the things possible during sex and it was only the building pleasure that kept him right where he was, rocking his hips steadily against Greer, staring at Rost with glazed eyes and a slack jaw. "Fuck yes," he whispered, then ducked down again to nibble on Greer's shoulder, licking at her salty skin. "After you, my love," he groaned, thankful for his stamina because it was getting harder and harder to hold back.
Greer took a moment to focus on swallowing down what Rost had given her, the sensations Dev created with his cock causing her eyes to roll back as the pleasure took hold and rolled deliciously through her. When she released Rost it was to breathe, though she stayed close to him, her hands brushing over his stomach as she got closer and closer to the edge. With Dev inside her and the taste of Rost on her tongue, Greer cried out, thrusting back against Dev with purpose, again and again until she finally tipped over the precipice, falling into ecstasy with a loud, strangled cry. It was a beautiful feeling, one she wished she could hold suspended in time to get more of it.
Even when he wasn’t the one responsible for it, watching Greer come was such a delight. Rost was basking in his own afterglow, his long fingers running through Greer’s hair and over her back while she moved with Dev. He felt loose and relaxed and thoroughly spoiled, like their pleasure was his to enjoy as well, and he watched them build up to their peaks with relish. Rost murmured some encouraging words as Greer came again, grinning lazily up at Dev while he stroked her skin. It made him want to be hard again and buried in her too so he could feel the both of them at the same time, but this was damn good for now.
Dev had been riding that edge for a while now and it was impossible to hold back when Greer came, squeezing around him and crying out like that. That pure sound of pleasure was such a powerful turn-on, it alone could probably have pulled him over the edge and combined with the physical sensations... well, he was lost in an instant, squeezing her hips and thrusting more erratically into her as his body gave in. "Aw Jesus, fuck," he groaned and for that blissful moment he thought he could feel the combined pleasure of all three of them, imagined or no. He reeled for a bit as he rode his orgasm through, then opened his eyes to find Rost smiling up at him. "Aw fuck," he whispered, reflexively smiling back though it was dazed and near-drugged looking for now. "Aw, you're both so perfect."
Greer held onto Rost, the aftershocks of her orgasm only intensified by Dev's. A low moan escaped her before a smile curved at her lips. Nuzzling Rost's inner thigh, she felt like she could stretch out and nap for the next several hours. Preferably naked and lounging with her boys. "You're perfect," she murmured. "You both are." Her body was sated, at least for now. Greer had a feeling after a bit she would want them both again and she doubted either would protest it. Looking up at Rost, Greer smiled, trailing a fingertip over his cock. "Do you feel any better?"
The second best thing to making them come himself was watching them do it for each other, and Rost was happy to be Greer’s anchor for the moment. The two of them agreeing on perfection made him grin, and he stroked Greer’s hair, flexing his abs so his cock gave a little jump under her finger. “I feel much better, yes,” he murmured back. Rost sat up halfway to kiss her, then blew one to Dev before he flopped back onto the bed and stretched. Now was the time for a cuddle puddle and a gentle doze to the sound of rain. They could get refreshed and then have another go, and maybe this would just be their whole day. Rost certainly wouldn’t complain. “I love you both very much,” Rost added with a lazy smile.
Dev had the same idea, slowly pulling out and then stretched out on the bed next to his lovers, carding his fingers through Greer's hair again, then moving his hand to stroke the back of his fingers against Rost's side. "We love you too," he told him. "I don't think there's any doubt in anybody's mind about all the love between us, it's thick like honey, I can practically touch it and taste it." He was feeling nice and sated now, buzzing with a little high and the aftermath of his orgasm and it was so easy to imagine dragging his fingers through the air and having them come back all sticky sweet with their emotions. "Something aligned really well with the stars when we all met."
Greer smiled and carefully laid out between the two men, perfectly content with cuddling for a while and letting their bodies cool. "It's a good argument for fate's existence," Greer murmured, slipping her arm over Rost's stomach. She had known Rost was special as soon as she had laid eyes on him. Now it was difficult to remember her life before Rost, just as it had been with Dev. Being with them now made it easier to forget where she had been for the last few months. With them, she was home. "Get some rest, because I'm going to want you both again soon."