[There it is - that hot pang deep in his gut that came with watching the two most beautiful people in his life make out. His heart is hammering out his chest, even moreso when Jason grabs him to remind him that hey, Nero's still his.
If he wanted rough, then...
Since the husband's lips are occupied, Nero takes that arm and sharply twists it behind Jason's back - slipping out to force him into the center of this sandwich while immobilizing him for Shrike. For his impertinence, obviously.
He gets a bite to the back of his neck too. Just to remind him who belonged to who.]
[ she nips back at him just as hard—if not harder—teeth scraping across his lower lip, and slots her knee between Jason's thighs. But she does address him directly, sliding her hands up his chest, voice taking on a slightly teasing tone: ]
We are giving you what you want, so: do you want me to be nice to you, this time, or should I be rude?
[Nero, meanwhile, presses his knee against the underside of Jason's leg, and slips his arm around to hold his husband's bare throat in his hand. He can feel the tendons twitch with every tense motion, the hum of his voice against his skin. And no hiding when he has to swallow, either.]
Maybe he should be on his knees for you.
[Clearly implying Nero would help him get down the hard way: with a kick to the back of his knees.]
[ it's so much easier to top when you can tag-team it. she pauses a moment to trace her fingers lightly over Nero's wrist, a gentle, intimate touch.
...and then fists her hands in Jason's hair, arching slightly into his hand at her breast—before tugging his head to the side, dragging her lips along his jaw. murmuring in his ear, tone still oddly gentle in spite of how roughly she's handling him: ]
He's got a good idea. Last time you did get distracted. You should finish what you started, shouldn't you?
[this is-- turning him on more than he wanted to admit. the hint of violence (even if he knew it wasn't real) was enough to really force him to tune into every movement, every touch. he's forcibly pulled back, just by the arm around his throat, and then the rough handling of his hair.
he gives a toothy grin as he focuses in on Shrike, and the way her body presses against his hand, the feel of her teeth. he gives a husky laugh.]
And whose fault was that?
[he pulls his other hand taught, and leans forward, straining against the hold.
he almost imagines he can feel nero's pulse against his neck.]
[Maybe he can. God knows Nero's pulse is racing, empowered by his gorgeous wife teaming up with him to bully top this defiant bad boy of a husband.
He tightens his grip, grabbing the edge of Jason's jaw with the tips of his fingers to restrict his movement - forcing his gaze to stay on Shrike.]
I don't think you're in a position to be tellin' me what to do.
[As punishment for his backtalk, he presses his weight down on Jason's torso and the back of his calves (it's not as violent as a kick, but it does the trick authoritatively enough), forcing him down. Nero stays crouched behind him, still forcing his gaze up... where the view of Shrike is even more powerful than normal.]
[ she's ready for it, folding down toward the rug and pulling Jason with her at the same time Nero pushes him down. she lets go with one hand to cup the hard lines of Jason's jaw, thumb pressing into his cheek.
...there's really something about seeing Nero with this kind of energy, too. it's. it's very attractive. ]
[they aren’t even really touching him but yet the change in demeanor is enough to send what feels like lightning down his spine. Shrike pulls him, Nero holds him, and even the discomfort and tightness against his neck doesn’t bother him.
He pulls his other hand taught, let Nero counterbalance him as they go to the floor, and his free arm drops from Shrike’s skin to the floor, as he keeps his distance just enough as a show of defiance.
Though he doesn’t fight the way Nero is trying for force his gaze, letting his eyes roam up and down, before settling on her face.]
Fine. No orders. Just hope someone doesn’t get jealous again.
[and then he lifts his hand, trailing down her abdomen and to the hem of her shorts, pulling.]
[Nero shifts, giving back Jason his arm, but only so he can slide his own hand past the waistband of those futurepants and massaging the bulge there, possessively. Jason ought to have both hands to properly pleasure Shrike, but he better still remember who he belonged to.
He leans his head over to bite on Jason's ear from behind, the smirk audible in his voice]
[that's a nice tease, but he looks at Shrike, and deliberately pulls her shorts and panties down as she speaks.
and then, immediately, pushes her legs wide. he doesn't strictly have to, but he wants to, still defiant, as he lowers his mouth over her, tongue brushing against her clit lightly, moving in small circles.
a hand traces up her thigh, before his fingers grip tight, pressed into the muscle just enough to elicit some pain. if he's gonna focus, he's gonna focus]
[Good boy... As a reward for his compliance, Nero shuffles his pants loose and starts to slowly stroke Jason's cock. He himself curls around Jason, letting both his legs lazily circle around him as he continues to nip his exposed skin.
Allowing himself a quick glance up at his wife, Nero murmurs,]
[wow, of course he’s good. What do you take him for, someone who does things halfassed? But with both hands free that does give him some more leverage. And he fully intends to use it, trying to keep his cool under this sudden change in attitude from both of them.
His cock twitches in Nero’s hands, sensitive and reactive, though he doesn’t outwardly show that. He’s got to focus, after all. His free hand reaches up between Shrike’s legs, grabbing her breast. While his tongue doesn’t let up, as long as she’s showing that reaction, he’s going to repeat those motions.
And add a lick along the sides of her folds, dipping inside, before returning his attention to her clit.
Also, it is way too hot for all of this, and to be fully clothed, he realizes.]
Or at the very least - he wants to get a reaction out of Jason. Put him in back in his place before he starts feeling like he wrested some power back just because he was making Shrike feel so good...
Grabbing him by the waistband of his pants, Nero hauls his hips up, throwing off Jason's balance so his back's arched out between him and Shrike, doggy-syle. Hopefully he's got a good enough grip on Shrike that he doesn't stumble, but he has faith in his husband's reflexes.
Nero yanks Jason's pants down as well, pulling them off roughly as he feels up the crevice of his butt. Giving another order,]
Tell me how much you want me t'fuck you while you eat her out.
[ her eyelashes flutter, and she bites down lightly on the inside of her lower lip to help focus—well, it's no good if she gives in too early, is it? and pushes his head a little further down with a pleased, quiet hum—
...and. oh. wow. that's—
—damn. Honestly when did Nero get this powerful. Her grip on Jason's hair loosens just a little bit just in sort of... startled fascination. ]
[luckily, Jason is pretty flexible. And very capable with balancing, keeping the shift in his center of gravity from causing himself to collapse onto Shrike. But then comes the order.
the lace starts to glow around his hands and his neck again, as he temporarily decides— it’s less important to show off, and his face flushes deep red with desire. He lifts his face from Shrike and tries to crane his neck, though he’s held in place by Shrike’s hand.
He doesn’t even consider keeping his cool, not as long as he’s got that question to deeply consider.]
I always want you to fuck me.
[his words are muffled, teasingly close to Shrike, but his focus is completely shot to hell for the moment.]
Especially when you’re like this. I’ll do anything.
[D-doki... Good thing Jason can't see his face get flustered because otherwise the illusion of top energy would be totally ruined. He has to take a second to bite his lip before his heart leaps right out his throat.
Nero sucks in a breath before starting to strip himself down. There's like NO LUBE IN REACH and Nero lent out his Feint so he has to hurriedly pay for it to be shipped right now.]
[the lace fades and he comes back to himself, flustered at the words that just came out of his mouth. They-- probably weren't his coolest moment when it came to sex.]
Well...
[he pauses, regaining his composure.]
While he's getting set up, where were we?
[with a tease to Shrike, though this time, instead of going back down with his mouth, he slides his fingers inside of her, rubbing insistently, as be places a kiss along the red imprint marks left behind.]
[No that was pretty much the hottest thing Jason's ever said.
Okay, delivery get. Nero's already pretty damn hard, he needs no more encouragement on that front - but he squeezes a generous load of lube into his hand and between Jason's cheeks. ]
I'll try not to distract you~
[Said mere seconds before plunging his finger inside him, already probing around to coax Jason's composure away.]
[ Well. Jason's not the only one having his composure tested; Shrike gasps audibly as his fingers slide inside her, at the kiss to the inside of her thigh. Unsurprisingly, she's already slick from being worked up, and she splays her knees a little wider.
Damned if she's not going to make an earnest effort, though. She slides her hand to the back of Jason's neck for better leverage, digging her nails into the skin there. ]
We'll, ah—see how long you can manage, at least...
[he's about to make some smartass comment towards her, same as always, when Nero's finger slips inside, and he dips his head with her motion, suddenly compliant.
his fingers don't stop, though he misses a beat that he quickly recovers by moving his mouth back over her clit.
but his breath is hot, and his rhythm more deliberate, like he's trying his damnedest to keep it together.]
[Trying so hard, huh. It's hard not to take that as a bit of a challenge - when he does slide his finger out, Nero doesn't give much warning before forcing his whole cock into Jason's still-tight ass.]
Fuck...
[Of course, he wouldn't want to jerk him around too much, or that might be less satisfying on Shrike's end. But he'll start to slowly pull out... draw it out for Jason, let him feel like he can keep it under control - before thrusting back in with a sharp snap.]
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If he wanted rough, then...
Since the husband's lips are occupied, Nero takes that arm and sharply twists it behind Jason's back - slipping out to force him into the center of this sandwich while immobilizing him for Shrike. For his impertinence, obviously.
He gets a bite to the back of his neck too. Just to remind him who belonged to who.]
I think we'll do whatever we want t'you.
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[ she nips back at him just as hard—if not harder—teeth scraping across his lower lip, and slots her knee between Jason's thighs. But she does address him directly, sliding her hands up his chest, voice taking on a slightly teasing tone: ]
We are giving you what you want, so: do you want me to be nice to you, this time, or should I be rude?
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but with Nero behind him, and Shrike in front of him, he has to choose which one he wants to address, and she's asking him a question.]
I have never once in my life asked for someone to be nice to me.
[he still has a free hand, and with that he reaches out, a thumb pressing against her nipple, since she's been so helpful as to pre-strip for them.]
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Maybe he should be on his knees for you.
[Clearly implying Nero would help him get down the hard way: with a kick to the back of his knees.]
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...and then fists her hands in Jason's hair, arching slightly into his hand at her breast—before tugging his head to the side, dragging her lips along his jaw. murmuring in his ear, tone still oddly gentle in spite of how roughly she's handling him: ]
He's got a good idea. Last time you did get distracted. You should finish what you started, shouldn't you?
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he gives a toothy grin as he focuses in on Shrike, and the way her body presses against his hand, the feel of her teeth. he gives a husky laugh.]
And whose fault was that?
[he pulls his other hand taught, and leans forward, straining against the hold.
he almost imagines he can feel nero's pulse against his neck.]
But you're gonna have to let go.
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bullytop this defiant bad boy of a husband.He tightens his grip, grabbing the edge of Jason's jaw with the tips of his fingers to restrict his movement - forcing his gaze to stay on Shrike.]
I don't think you're in a position to be tellin' me what to do.
[As punishment for his backtalk, he presses his weight down on Jason's torso and the back of his calves (it's not as violent as a kick, but it does the trick authoritatively enough), forcing him down. Nero stays crouched behind him, still forcing his gaze up... where the view of Shrike is even more powerful than normal.]
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...there's really something about seeing Nero with this kind of energy, too. it's. it's very attractive. ]
That's better.
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He pulls his other hand taught, let Nero counterbalance him as they go to the floor, and his free arm drops from Shrike’s skin to the floor, as he keeps his distance just enough as a show of defiance.
Though he doesn’t fight the way Nero is trying for force his gaze, letting his eyes roam up and down, before settling on her face.]
Fine. No orders. Just hope someone doesn’t get jealous again.
[and then he lifts his hand, trailing down her abdomen and to the hem of her shorts, pulling.]
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He leans his head over to bite on Jason's ear from behind, the smirk audible in his voice]
I make no guarantees.
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to Nero: ]
Well, he is your husband, after all.
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and then, immediately, pushes her legs wide. he doesn't strictly have to, but he wants to, still defiant, as he lowers his mouth over her, tongue brushing against her clit lightly, moving in small circles.
a hand traces up her thigh, before his fingers grip tight, pressed into the muscle just enough to elicit some pain. if he's gonna focus, he's gonna focus]
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Allowing himself a quick glance up at his wife, Nero murmurs,]
How's he feel?
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[ her breath catches, and she falls back on one elbow, the fingers of her other hand curling even more tightly into Jason's hair.
it's clearly getting a little hard already for her to maintain her composure; her toes curl against the floor. ]
That's—he's—good.
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His cock twitches in Nero’s hands, sensitive and reactive, though he doesn’t outwardly show that. He’s got to focus, after all. His free hand reaches up between Shrike’s legs, grabbing her breast. While his tongue doesn’t let up, as long as she’s showing that reaction, he’s going to repeat those motions.
And add a lick along the sides of her folds, dipping inside, before returning his attention to her clit.
Also, it is way too hot for all of this, and to be fully clothed, he realizes.]
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He's jealous again.
Or at the very least - he wants to get a reaction out of Jason. Put him in back in his place before he starts feeling like he wrested some power back just because he was making Shrike feel so good...
Grabbing him by the waistband of his pants, Nero hauls his hips up, throwing off Jason's balance so his back's arched out between him and Shrike, doggy-syle. Hopefully he's got a good enough grip on Shrike that he doesn't stumble, but he has faith in his husband's reflexes.
Nero yanks Jason's pants down as well, pulling them off roughly as he feels up the crevice of his butt. Giving another order,]
Tell me how much you want me t'fuck you while you eat her out.
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...and. oh. wow. that's—
—damn. Honestly when did Nero get this powerful. Her grip on Jason's hair loosens just a little bit just in sort of... startled fascination. ]
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the lace starts to glow around his hands and his neck again, as he temporarily decides— it’s less important to show off, and his face flushes deep red with desire. He lifts his face from Shrike and tries to crane his neck, though he’s held in place by Shrike’s hand.
He doesn’t even consider keeping his cool, not as long as he’s got that question to deeply consider.]
I always want you to fuck me.
[his words are muffled, teasingly close to Shrike, but his focus is completely shot to hell for the moment.]
Especially when you’re like this. I’ll do anything.
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Nero sucks in a breath before starting to strip himself down. There's like NO LUBE IN REACH and Nero lent out his Feint so he has to hurriedly pay for it to be shipped right now.]
You wanna... test that claim, darling?
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also: damn. that's... very hot. ]
I think he's being clear, ah, that you should, saying something like that...
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Well...
[he pauses, regaining his composure.]
While he's getting set up, where were we?
[with a tease to Shrike, though this time, instead of going back down with his mouth, he slides his fingers inside of her, rubbing insistently, as be places a kiss along the red imprint marks left behind.]
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Okay, delivery get. Nero's already pretty damn hard, he needs no more encouragement on that front - but he squeezes a generous load of lube into his hand and between Jason's cheeks. ]
I'll try not to distract you~
[Said mere seconds before plunging his finger inside him, already probing around to coax Jason's composure away.]
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Damned if she's not going to make an earnest effort, though. She slides her hand to the back of Jason's neck for better leverage, digging her nails into the skin there. ]
We'll, ah—see how long you can manage, at least...
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his fingers don't stop, though he misses a beat that he quickly recovers by moving his mouth back over her clit.
but his breath is hot, and his rhythm more deliberate, like he's trying his damnedest to keep it together.]
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Fuck...
[Of course, he wouldn't want to jerk him around too much, or that might be less satisfying on Shrike's end. But he'll start to slowly pull out... draw it out for Jason, let him feel like he can keep it under control - before thrusting back in with a sharp snap.]
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