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fic: an unexpected improvement
Title: An Unexpected Improvement
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thepsychicclam
Pairing: Sean A/Dom/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sean comes home from a long hard day to something unexpected.
Disclaimer: Yeah, right. This totally did not happen.
A/N: Written after a conversationbeizy and I had. Many thanks and kisses to shanalle for the beta and title. :)
Archive: My site, http://garden.expecto-patronum.net
Sean walked in through the back door and threw his keys on the kitchen counter. It had been a long day. His ears had kept coming off and Peter got extremely annoyed at him every time. He and Elijah hadn’t been able to find their rhythm, so they’d had trouble connecting in every scene, and his car had gotten a flat tire on the way home. He regretted telling Orlando he could crash on the couch that night while his house was being painted. All he wanted to do was turn on Beethoven full blast and take a hot bath, lay around in boxers and drink beer until the pictures on the television became fuzzy.
Trudging through the kitchen, he pushed open the door to the living room and froze. Dom was lying naked on top of Orlando, rocking slowly up and down. They heard Sean’s sharp intake of breath and broke apart quickly. Dom rolled off of Orlando, and Sean was greeted with the sight of his two friends, both sweaty and erect on his floor. He couldn’t stop staring at their cocks, glistening in the soft lamplight. The three men just stared. Orlando knew Sean was going to kick his ass for getting naked with Dom on his floor and disrespecting his home and hospitality. He was about to crawl on his knees, begging for forgiveness when he noticed something. Sean licked his lips.
Orlando’s eyes immediately floated down Sean’s body – and now that he thought about it, his nice, soft, sensual body – straight to his bulging crotch. This should have been odd, Sean being straight and all, but Orlando had an idea. He rolled over and whispered into Dom’s ear.
Sean shook out of his trance and felt his adrenaline rising. He was going to kill them. He was going to never speak to them again. He was going to –
“Hey Sean,” Dom purred, propping up on his elbows and unabashedly spreading his legs. He reached down and grabbed his cock, swirling the pad of his thumb over the head. “You’re not going to just watch are you?”
He was going to join them?
Dom grabbed Orlando’s chin, pulling their lips together. There were little glimpses of pink tongue meeting pink tongue. Dom’s eyes never left Sean’s face. Sean’s hand unconsciously started rubbing the bulge in his pants, and Dom laughed.
“Orli, get him over here.”
Orlando stood up, leaving Dom lying on the floor stroking himself lazily. Sean’s eyes were wide and frightened, but his hand was still working himself. Orlando took Sean’s hand away, replacing it with his own. Sean eyed Orlando, unblinking and pupils dilated, and Orlando leaned in and kissed him. Sean kept his mouth shut at first, but Orlando was undeterred. He ran his tongue along Sean’s bottom lip as he massaged Sean’s cock through his shorts. Sean moaned into Orlando’s mouth and Orlando used the opportunity to slip his tongue inside Sean’s mouth. Every wall between Sean and Orlando was finally broken and Sean grabbed Orlando’s head and pulled him closer. He pressed his hips against Orlando’s as Orlando wrapped his arms around Sean snugly. Dom watched, lips parted and panting. His strokes became faster and he started moaning. Orlando and Sean suddenly became aware of Dom, lying naked and waiting on the floor.
Orlando grabbed Sean’s hand and led him over to Dom. Orlando sat on the floor, but Sean continued standing. He looked down at them, face flushed and panting. His shirt was bunched and there was a small wet spot on his shorts. A flicker of uncertainty crossed his face, and Dom grabbed his hand and pulled him down between himself and Orlando.
Sean knew this was wrong. He was straight. He was married. He was not only with one of his best male friends, but two. But as Orlando pulled Sean’s shirt over his head and Dom left a trail of kisses across his neck and shoulders, he realized he didn’t care. All he wanted right then was to just feel Dom and Orlando all over him.
Orlando pushed Sean back against the carpet, and Dom leaned down and licked across Sean’s belly. Orlando recaptured his mouth, and Sean lay helpless under the ministrations of the two men. Dom slipped his finger underneath the waistband of Sean’s pants and grinned at the way Sean’s body trembled.
“Sean,” Dom whispered against his skin. He kissed around Sean’s bellybutton, dipping his tongue inside. Sean grabbed Dom’s hair in his hands, pulling at his blonde spikes roughly. Dom lifted his head and looked at Orlando and blew him a kiss. Orlando, mouth still attached to Sean’s, winked and ran his finger down Dom’s face. Dom kissed Orlando’s palm before slowly unbuttoning Sean’s shorts. Sneaking his hand underneath the band of Sean’s boxers, his fingers brushed across warm smooth skin and soft hair. Dom felt strangely drawn to his skin; he wanted to touch it, to feel it, to taste it.
Dom pulled Sean’s boxers and pants off and straddled his legs. He stared down at Sean’s flushing cock, hard and moist before him. Orlando was nibbling along Sean’s lips and tweaking his pert nipples and Sean’s hands clawed at the carpet. Dom ran his hands up and down Sean’s bare thighs slowly. He could feel the shivers running through Sean’s body when he gripped Sean’s cock in his hand. Dom lowered down and tongued the slit. Sean bucked beneath him and Dom swirled his tongue around the head lazily. Orlando’s hand joined Dom’s and together they stroked. Dom’s tongue kept brushing across his and Orlando’s hands as his tongue circled the tip of Sean’s cock.
“Dom, stop,” Orlando said huskily. Dom lifted his head and Orlando leaned over and captured his mouth. Their tongues intertwined as Sean lay beneath them, watching hungrily. “Go get the lube.”
Dom reluctantly got up and walked to the side of the room where their clothes lay. Orlando leaned back over Sean and smiled down at him.
“Doing all right?” Orlando asked, drawing lazy circles along Sean’s damp stomach. Sean swallowed and nodded slowly. “Okay, love. Turn over on your knees.”
Sean looked at him apprehensively, but Orlando placed a reassuring kiss on his lips. Sean rolled over, feeling extremely self-conscious. He grabbed a pillow and set his arms on it and stuck his ass up in the air. He buried his face in his arms, trying to hide his embarrassment.
“It’s ok, Sean. You’re beautiful,” Dom cooed in his ear. Sean turned his head and gave him an appreciative smile. Dom leaned forward and kissed him sloppily, finding it difficult to claim his lips with his face pressed against a pillow.
Orlando watched them below him and softly massaged the skin of Sean’s hips and cheeks. Sean began to settle, and Orlando picked up the lube lying beside his knee. He applied a generous amount onto his fingers and very gently pressed one finger inside Sean’s opening. He felt the muscles clench around his finger and he halted and rubbed his free hand around Sean’s back. Dom continued kissing Sean until he relaxed, and Orlando slipped his finger in and out slowly, letting Sean get used to the new sensation. Soon, Sean started moaning beneath them and was pushing back against Orlando’s finger. Orlando slipped another inside and Sean gasped sharply. Orlando quickly withdrew his fingers.
“Sean, are you okay?” Orlando asked, leaning over him. Sean turned around and glared at him.
“Don’t fucking stop.”
Dom couldn’t help it, but he burst out laughing. Sean blushed a deep red. Dom kissed all over his face.
“You’re wonderful, Sean! Who’d ever have thought you’d be lying naked on your floor being ravished by Orli and me.”
“Stop talking and fucking kiss me,” Sean growled, draping his arm over Dom’s neck and pulling him down. He crushed their lips together, all flesh and teeth.
Orlando slipped three fingers inside Sean before taking them away and positioning his aching cock at Sean’s opening. He pushed in slowly – too slowly because if he didn’t feel Sean around him he was going to go insane – and felt Sean adjust around him.
Sean bit his lip to keep from crying out. It hurt like nothing he’d ever felt before, but soon it subsided and he just felt strange. Orlando was completely inside him, and then he started moving. It felt okay, Sean knew he could handle it. Then it started to feel more than ok – almost good. And he wanted Orlando to go faster.
“Orlando,” was all Sean could manage to say, but Orlando understood and gripped his hips and sped up.
Dom sat back and grabbed his cock again, watching. He’d been having sex with Orlando for a long time, but he’d never thought he’d enjoy watching this much. He squeezed his hand as he pumped in time with Orlando’s thrusts into Sean. Dom got up quickly, willing himself not to come, and kneeled behind Orlando. He pressed himself up against Orlando, who laid his head back against Dom’s shoulder, and reached around and wrapped his fingers around Sean’s cock. Sean cried out and Dom started stroking his cock quickly. Sean’s body started shaking and he came into Dom’s hand, moaning and mumbling.
Orlando slipped out of Sean, and Sean collapses on the floor, panting. Orlando and Dom leaned down, placing kisses on his shoulders, back, neck, and face. Then Dom crawled over and attacked Orlando. He flipped him over and covered his fingers in lube before sticking two into him. After a few moments, Dom removed his fingers and thrust into Orlando.
Sean rolled over and watched, fascinated. Dom gripped Orlando’s hips roughly and thrust quickly. Orlando grabbed his own cock in his hand and pumped and, in a few moments, came. Dom thrust a few more times, burying himself inside Orlando and coming with a shout. Orlando and Dom lay on the floor, a large tangle of limbs.
Feeling out of place, Sean made a move to get up, but Dom grabbed his hand and pulled him back over to them.
“Don’t think you’re going anywhere,” Dom said, wrapping his other arm around Sean. Orlando wiped himself off with a shirt and threw it to Sean. He extended his arm across Don’s stomach, grabbing Sean’s hand. Sean snuggled up against Dom, nuzzling his beck.
Sean thought to himself how much better this was than Beethoven and a bath.
Author:
thepsychicclamPairing: Sean A/Dom/Orlando
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sean comes home from a long hard day to something unexpected.
Disclaimer: Yeah, right. This totally did not happen.
A/N: Written after a conversation
beizy and I had. Many thanks and kisses to shanalle for the beta and title. :)Archive: My site, http://garden.expecto-patronum.net
Sean walked in through the back door and threw his keys on the kitchen counter. It had been a long day. His ears had kept coming off and Peter got extremely annoyed at him every time. He and Elijah hadn’t been able to find their rhythm, so they’d had trouble connecting in every scene, and his car had gotten a flat tire on the way home. He regretted telling Orlando he could crash on the couch that night while his house was being painted. All he wanted to do was turn on Beethoven full blast and take a hot bath, lay around in boxers and drink beer until the pictures on the television became fuzzy.
Trudging through the kitchen, he pushed open the door to the living room and froze. Dom was lying naked on top of Orlando, rocking slowly up and down. They heard Sean’s sharp intake of breath and broke apart quickly. Dom rolled off of Orlando, and Sean was greeted with the sight of his two friends, both sweaty and erect on his floor. He couldn’t stop staring at their cocks, glistening in the soft lamplight. The three men just stared. Orlando knew Sean was going to kick his ass for getting naked with Dom on his floor and disrespecting his home and hospitality. He was about to crawl on his knees, begging for forgiveness when he noticed something. Sean licked his lips.
Orlando’s eyes immediately floated down Sean’s body – and now that he thought about it, his nice, soft, sensual body – straight to his bulging crotch. This should have been odd, Sean being straight and all, but Orlando had an idea. He rolled over and whispered into Dom’s ear.
Sean shook out of his trance and felt his adrenaline rising. He was going to kill them. He was going to never speak to them again. He was going to –
“Hey Sean,” Dom purred, propping up on his elbows and unabashedly spreading his legs. He reached down and grabbed his cock, swirling the pad of his thumb over the head. “You’re not going to just watch are you?”
He was going to join them?
Dom grabbed Orlando’s chin, pulling their lips together. There were little glimpses of pink tongue meeting pink tongue. Dom’s eyes never left Sean’s face. Sean’s hand unconsciously started rubbing the bulge in his pants, and Dom laughed.
“Orli, get him over here.”
Orlando stood up, leaving Dom lying on the floor stroking himself lazily. Sean’s eyes were wide and frightened, but his hand was still working himself. Orlando took Sean’s hand away, replacing it with his own. Sean eyed Orlando, unblinking and pupils dilated, and Orlando leaned in and kissed him. Sean kept his mouth shut at first, but Orlando was undeterred. He ran his tongue along Sean’s bottom lip as he massaged Sean’s cock through his shorts. Sean moaned into Orlando’s mouth and Orlando used the opportunity to slip his tongue inside Sean’s mouth. Every wall between Sean and Orlando was finally broken and Sean grabbed Orlando’s head and pulled him closer. He pressed his hips against Orlando’s as Orlando wrapped his arms around Sean snugly. Dom watched, lips parted and panting. His strokes became faster and he started moaning. Orlando and Sean suddenly became aware of Dom, lying naked and waiting on the floor.
Orlando grabbed Sean’s hand and led him over to Dom. Orlando sat on the floor, but Sean continued standing. He looked down at them, face flushed and panting. His shirt was bunched and there was a small wet spot on his shorts. A flicker of uncertainty crossed his face, and Dom grabbed his hand and pulled him down between himself and Orlando.
Sean knew this was wrong. He was straight. He was married. He was not only with one of his best male friends, but two. But as Orlando pulled Sean’s shirt over his head and Dom left a trail of kisses across his neck and shoulders, he realized he didn’t care. All he wanted right then was to just feel Dom and Orlando all over him.
Orlando pushed Sean back against the carpet, and Dom leaned down and licked across Sean’s belly. Orlando recaptured his mouth, and Sean lay helpless under the ministrations of the two men. Dom slipped his finger underneath the waistband of Sean’s pants and grinned at the way Sean’s body trembled.
“Sean,” Dom whispered against his skin. He kissed around Sean’s bellybutton, dipping his tongue inside. Sean grabbed Dom’s hair in his hands, pulling at his blonde spikes roughly. Dom lifted his head and looked at Orlando and blew him a kiss. Orlando, mouth still attached to Sean’s, winked and ran his finger down Dom’s face. Dom kissed Orlando’s palm before slowly unbuttoning Sean’s shorts. Sneaking his hand underneath the band of Sean’s boxers, his fingers brushed across warm smooth skin and soft hair. Dom felt strangely drawn to his skin; he wanted to touch it, to feel it, to taste it.
Dom pulled Sean’s boxers and pants off and straddled his legs. He stared down at Sean’s flushing cock, hard and moist before him. Orlando was nibbling along Sean’s lips and tweaking his pert nipples and Sean’s hands clawed at the carpet. Dom ran his hands up and down Sean’s bare thighs slowly. He could feel the shivers running through Sean’s body when he gripped Sean’s cock in his hand. Dom lowered down and tongued the slit. Sean bucked beneath him and Dom swirled his tongue around the head lazily. Orlando’s hand joined Dom’s and together they stroked. Dom’s tongue kept brushing across his and Orlando’s hands as his tongue circled the tip of Sean’s cock.
“Dom, stop,” Orlando said huskily. Dom lifted his head and Orlando leaned over and captured his mouth. Their tongues intertwined as Sean lay beneath them, watching hungrily. “Go get the lube.”
Dom reluctantly got up and walked to the side of the room where their clothes lay. Orlando leaned back over Sean and smiled down at him.
“Doing all right?” Orlando asked, drawing lazy circles along Sean’s damp stomach. Sean swallowed and nodded slowly. “Okay, love. Turn over on your knees.”
Sean looked at him apprehensively, but Orlando placed a reassuring kiss on his lips. Sean rolled over, feeling extremely self-conscious. He grabbed a pillow and set his arms on it and stuck his ass up in the air. He buried his face in his arms, trying to hide his embarrassment.
“It’s ok, Sean. You’re beautiful,” Dom cooed in his ear. Sean turned his head and gave him an appreciative smile. Dom leaned forward and kissed him sloppily, finding it difficult to claim his lips with his face pressed against a pillow.
Orlando watched them below him and softly massaged the skin of Sean’s hips and cheeks. Sean began to settle, and Orlando picked up the lube lying beside his knee. He applied a generous amount onto his fingers and very gently pressed one finger inside Sean’s opening. He felt the muscles clench around his finger and he halted and rubbed his free hand around Sean’s back. Dom continued kissing Sean until he relaxed, and Orlando slipped his finger in and out slowly, letting Sean get used to the new sensation. Soon, Sean started moaning beneath them and was pushing back against Orlando’s finger. Orlando slipped another inside and Sean gasped sharply. Orlando quickly withdrew his fingers.
“Sean, are you okay?” Orlando asked, leaning over him. Sean turned around and glared at him.
“Don’t fucking stop.”
Dom couldn’t help it, but he burst out laughing. Sean blushed a deep red. Dom kissed all over his face.
“You’re wonderful, Sean! Who’d ever have thought you’d be lying naked on your floor being ravished by Orli and me.”
“Stop talking and fucking kiss me,” Sean growled, draping his arm over Dom’s neck and pulling him down. He crushed their lips together, all flesh and teeth.
Orlando slipped three fingers inside Sean before taking them away and positioning his aching cock at Sean’s opening. He pushed in slowly – too slowly because if he didn’t feel Sean around him he was going to go insane – and felt Sean adjust around him.
Sean bit his lip to keep from crying out. It hurt like nothing he’d ever felt before, but soon it subsided and he just felt strange. Orlando was completely inside him, and then he started moving. It felt okay, Sean knew he could handle it. Then it started to feel more than ok – almost good. And he wanted Orlando to go faster.
“Orlando,” was all Sean could manage to say, but Orlando understood and gripped his hips and sped up.
Dom sat back and grabbed his cock again, watching. He’d been having sex with Orlando for a long time, but he’d never thought he’d enjoy watching this much. He squeezed his hand as he pumped in time with Orlando’s thrusts into Sean. Dom got up quickly, willing himself not to come, and kneeled behind Orlando. He pressed himself up against Orlando, who laid his head back against Dom’s shoulder, and reached around and wrapped his fingers around Sean’s cock. Sean cried out and Dom started stroking his cock quickly. Sean’s body started shaking and he came into Dom’s hand, moaning and mumbling.
Orlando slipped out of Sean, and Sean collapses on the floor, panting. Orlando and Dom leaned down, placing kisses on his shoulders, back, neck, and face. Then Dom crawled over and attacked Orlando. He flipped him over and covered his fingers in lube before sticking two into him. After a few moments, Dom removed his fingers and thrust into Orlando.
Sean rolled over and watched, fascinated. Dom gripped Orlando’s hips roughly and thrust quickly. Orlando grabbed his own cock in his hand and pumped and, in a few moments, came. Dom thrust a few more times, burying himself inside Orlando and coming with a shout. Orlando and Dom lay on the floor, a large tangle of limbs.
Feeling out of place, Sean made a move to get up, but Dom grabbed his hand and pulled him back over to them.
“Don’t think you’re going anywhere,” Dom said, wrapping his other arm around Sean. Orlando wiped himself off with a shirt and threw it to Sean. He extended his arm across Don’s stomach, grabbing Sean’s hand. Sean snuggled up against Dom, nuzzling his beck.
Sean thought to himself how much better this was than Beethoven and a bath.
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great piece!!!!
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thanks again!
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