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03 November 2007 @ 10:08 am
Continued from Here

Somewhere in the back of my mind there's this little voice flailing around, shouting 'Cordelia's here! She's watching you get off!' But I'm to busy getting torn between several sensations. One being Angel's mouth, the second being what he's doing to my ass, the third being Cordelia. The way she looks. My eyes go wide at the way she looks. Panting, lips parted, nipples hard enough to show through the thin cotton of my shirt and her hand rubbing between her legs.

Can't help but groan at that, having to look away quickly. Only to be greeted by the sight of Angel swallowing around my throbbing erection. That does nothing to calm me down at all. Watching my length disappear between swallowed lips while he looks as though he's *enjoying* himself while doing this for me? No, it wouldn't calm me down at all would it. There's even a whimper getting out without my being able to stop it and I have to close my eyes.

Squeezing them shut, I have to lock my knees or I'd have already been in a puddle on the floor without having reached any sort of climax. God, I'm pathetic. Can't even hold on long enough for *that* almost. Doesn't matter though, because the moment those shower curtains rustle and I feel Cordelia plastered to my back, it's as though I'm living a dream. I let Angel move me anyway he can, gasp at Cordelia's words and feel my balls tighten up hard and fast.

I manage to stave off my climax however, though I have no bloody idea how I manage that. But tone in Cordy's voice, her words, maybe the look in Angel's eyes when I finally open mine and meet his make me shiver *hard*. So how I manage to hold off my orgasm? I don't know, all I know that by now I'm making the most pitiful sounds, unable to stop them, while I wish they would just *get on* with whatever it is they want.

It's all fine by me, I just want to-- want to-- "Oh god, please. Angel, Cordy, please. Christ."
Current Mood: impressedimpressed
Keep Me: ang happy_keep_me on November 11th, 2007 06:09 pm (UTC)
My eyes close and I groan in Wes' ear, the feel of his ass clenching against me is just this side of paradise. Warm, wet flesh against my bare cock, I can barely think, instead I just move, making myself and hopefully them feel good too.

Wes feels amazing the way his body is clenched so tight - not out of nerves this time, but in desperation. He needs it so bad. And that? Is hot. That we've gotten him so wound up that the only thing he can think is not to come, is pretty damn amazing.

Finally, finally, he snaps out of it, and I wonder for a second whether my order made him feel better or worse. But we're all moving, and there's not time think, need building up in me, my balls tightening fast as I rut up against his ass, pushing him into Cordelia as he rocks back and forth between us barely holding on.

"Perfect, Wes, that's it," I praise in his ear, mindlessly moving with him and listening to his desperate cries. God "Christ, Wes. So good. Cordy," I groan, watching her work herself on Wes' fingers and swollen erection. Damn it I'm not going to be able to hold on much longer and if they keep whimpering like that- "Come, Wes. We want to see you," I moan so close against his ear, smashing my hips against his for more friction. "Come, Wes," I whisper throatily, hands squeezing Cordy's ass and still trying to help her move on Wes's shaft while I feel my own orgasm about to break free. I can see his fingers trying to move agains her, and it's all I can do to remember not to let go in order to touch Cordy too, not to try to get us all off at once.
Cordelia Chase: Big Smilequeen_cordette on November 11th, 2007 08:44 pm (UTC)
I'm thinking Wes is on sensory overload right now. Poor guy, we did kinda sneak up on him in the shower. First Angel then me. And he was worse off when it came to the flu thingy then me. What with his doing research and cleaning weapons and all that crap. Doesn't mean it's not feeling good to have him inside me. I'm sure Angel is thinking the same from his side.

And as I look down at Angel's cock slipping between the cheeks of Wes ass? Can't help but wonder what it'll look like to have Angel fuck Wes. Or what that'll feel like for Wes. Has he ever done something like that before? I mean it's not like he was all sorts of hesitant about doing it with a guy. Man, that looks all kinds of hot. The sight alone could bring me off.

Right now I need more though. Wes fingers finally finding my clit and rubbing it has me jerking in his arms. A cry of pure pleasure gets out as I slam back against the wall. "Oh shit yes. Wes, Wes." I tighten my legs even more around them, one hand in Wes hair, the other clutching Angel's shoulder now that he's close by. And now trying to imagine what it'll be like to have *Angel's* mouth between my legs.

Oh, that thought bring me even closer to the edge. Wes is finally thrusting into me, no doubt with Angel's help. "Oh yes, so good, so good. Angel harder, god." I can feel big hands squeeze my ass, smaller hands rubbing my clit and a hot cock pounding into me and being so close? I'm gone. So fucking gone. Especially when I hear Angel's words. Almost like he's saying them to me as well.

"Yes! Shit!" I cry out, the sound echoing in the small shower. My body starts to spasm and jolt after jolt of pure heat goes through my body in waves. I can feel Wes pulsing inside me, my hands now clutching both of Angel's shoulder and digging my nails in deep as I ride out my climax. My eyes fly open focusing on both Wes and Angel cause I wanna see them come.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Wes smile2 S2watcher_pryce on November 11th, 2007 08:45 pm (UTC)
This is to much, I don't think I can take it much longer. My movements are far to slow and stuttering. I can barely hear what they're saying I'm so far gone. There's very little air getting into my lung and with this flu already blocking my breathing is it any wonder I'm seeing stars? I'm feeling so warm it's almost burning, but damn does it feel good.

Clumsy fingers finally find that spot between Cordy's legs she wants me to touch. And the moment my fingers rub over it she jolts against me and pushed me deeper inside her. I can feel her muscles clench around my cock making me groan or quite possibly whimper. By now I really don't know what comes out of my mouth, nor do I care. I don't even know if I'm coming or going.

Angel's still behind me, holding on tight. Cool, throbbing erection pushing through the channel of my arse. Rubbing over my entrance, the head sliding over that sensitive skin just below it. Against my balls and then back up again. Oh god, this is really to much, I suppose I should be glad their hands are to busy holding on to get much touching in or I'd be lost. So bloody lost.

Finally I hear Angel's voice again, whispering those words I've been wanting to hear since he damn well started all this in the shower. My body freezes, tensing with the need to come. First there's nothing, but then I hear Cordelia cry out and I too find myself stumbling over that edge.

"Oh..." I whisper almost as though in awe. My cock explodes inside her at the same time my legs give out and I can feel myself sliding down as I'm no longer able to hold myself up.