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[That just drags some odd mix between a groan and a growl out of Sett, every muscle going taut under Aphelios, and back of his head hitting the mattress. The idea of waiting is just obliterated under the race of his imagination.

NOW his grip tightens, giving something for that rocking motion to thrust into, thumb rubbing at each press through.]

[ Aphelios' vocal chords are wrecked to the point he can't make much sound but - - he can still make some and he makes his approval known in a low grunt, eyes hooded as he looks down at Sett. he rocks against his grip, careful to not put too much weight on him but - - controlled but still applying a good amount of force with his dragging. he leans to brace himself against Sett's chest, using that for better leverage, mouth parted and breath hot. ]

[The sound could undo him, each messy vocalization getting an answering twitch, like the pressure of the fingers on his chest, or the drag of clothe between them wasn't dizzying enough.

He lets go, if just to put an elbow to the mattress and push back up, kissing those parted lips.

Then, if she's listening still, Val can probably hear-] Hands and knees for me, yeah?

[ Aphelios chases those lips -- almost frowns when they pull away but ...

at the request he nods; he's reluctant to get less contact between them but he manages to work up the willpower to scoot off of Sett. there's not a lot of room for maneuvering so he'll bump Sett's side with his knuckles to try to get him out of the way before settling on his hands and knees. the redness on his cheeks is somehow even more evident now, with the change in positions. ]

[He responds to the knuckles with a brazen grope- but THEN moves aside. He straddles Aphelios' legs and nudges them together, all the while, pulling at the sling to get it out of the way.

He doesn't bother to take off the shreds of his shirt, or shuck off his trousers. The most he's got in him is to impatiently pull down his underwear and give himself a few strokes, staring down at Phel's back.]

Just keep tight for me.

[He pushes between the other man's thighs, shuddering at the friction. He braces himself over the other man, frame all but curling around him. There's the mixed sensation of torn cloth and skin dragging over his back, the slap against his ass, the scrap of his zipper against the back of his thighs.

He hardly even feels the complaints of his shoulder as he plays with the musician's chest, or finds it's MUCH easier to be a little more clever with a reach around from this angle.]

[ Aphelios obliges him -- keeps his legs together, and though he can't speak his encouragement there's a tension in the air, a visible shiver as he hears Sett unzip. there's an indignant sort of sound at the slap but he doesn't really seem to mind, and he arches into Sett's touch.

he can't urge him to continue audibly but there's an impatient little wiggle, cock hanging hard between his legs.

and ... subtly ... he's pulling his pants over from where he discarded them, taking his phone out of his pocket to text Val (sorry Sett); ]

you okay?

[ aaaaa

it's. almost immediate. like she was already holding her phone or something. weird. ]

Yes, I'm sorry.

I don't want to interrupt if you're enjoying yourselves.

Dude.

[ARE YOU ON YOUR PHONE-

Oh, no he can look over Phel's shoulder, as he attends to that impatient wiggle with the start of a handjob, timed with each thrust.

... Maybe he should stop but no, what if biting that shoulder instead? That seems like a great idea.]

[ -- Aphelios' head curls with a helpless sort of sound, interrupting whatever he was mid-typing. he manages to not hit "enter" but it's a near thing and he pushes back against Sett needily, panting low.

he can type, albeit slowly, while he's being pushed against -- into, like this -- ]

would enjoy it even more
with you here ]

[ he doesn't imagine Sett disagrees. ]

[ there is. quite a handful of minutes with no response.

this is because she's doing her very goddamn best to hype herself up into walking back into what is almost certainly two men having sex and then what. what does she do. watch?????? she didnt even get to finish herself up in here which is already kind of shameful but now she's anxious AND still horny this is NOT in the bible

but. well. she did tell phel "anything you want" earlier, didn't she... and if she also wants............. ]

If you're sure. Be right there.

Edited 2023-12-06 02:17 (UTC)

[Before Aphelios can finish typing, good luck, bro, he's happy to to push a little harder, give just a LITTLE more friction, a little bit of a turn.]

YES!

[ PLEASED, Sett can't see the smile on his face but it sure is there --

with the confirmation of Val returning though he doesn't have to focus on his phone; his head tips forward with a gasp as he feels Sett's cock push between the gap in his thighs and he squeezes tight, fingers shooting forward to brace on the pillows. there's a little shift, a turn of his head, too, towards the door, to watch for Valencia coming. ]

[ And come she does!

... She cracks the door first, but immediately upon hearing the noises she quickly slips inside and closes it behind her, shoulders hunched and face already deeply flushed as she leans against the door and. Definitely does not look too hard at them because already she feels like she's going to explode a little. But she can still hear them-- hell, even smell them, in this small room and with her dull human nose.

She swallows hard, before finally making her nervous way back to the bed. ]

[It is a view. It's only as she gets to the side of the mattress that Sett takes his mouth from Phel's shoulder, and the red, angry mark under it. Aphelios may be a pleased wreck under him but Sett isn't much better, sweat starting to bead and the grin is a bit goofy, and certainly welcoming.

The fucking slows to a little teasing push, hand still-]

Hey... [He wanted it to sound a lot more confident but mostly he sounds a bit wrung out himself.] ... You know.. bet he's a bit thirsty by now...

[ Sett

Aphelios watches Val as she comes in -- not able to sign properly given his position but he certainly looks pleased, smiling at her in a hazy, pleasure-fueled way. since Sett slows down he's able to rest his weight mostly on an elbow and reach out a hand for her, wanting to tug her closer ]

[ She... does take Phel's hand, and carefully lets herself be tugged closer and VERY SPECIFICALLY NNNNNOT LOOKING BETWEEN THEIR LEGS but

Sett's words get a wide-eyed, slightly confused look (and-- a fluster, of course, when the both of them are looking like that). ... Why didn't they ask her this before she got here...

She signs, ]

"I can get some water?"

Edited 2023-12-06 03:11 (UTC)

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Wha-?

[ -- b

buries his face in the pillows for a moment, laughing, sorry ]

[ why is he confused. why is phel laughing. she looks between them both like ??? what am I missing here. you're the ones who are weird.

since phel's head is down she'll take this chance to pet him, and speak since her hand is occupied, still a bit raspy: ]

Are you thirsty or not?

Edited 2023-12-06 03:22 (UTC)

[THE LIGHTBULB CLICKS ON WHEN PHEL STARTS LAUGHING AND... He bites his lower lip and-]

Oh. I'll just let him answer that one.

[A beat.]

DEFINITELY don't leave though.

[ trying his best to manage a serious face when he pulls his head up.

fails. instead he's still kind of smiling. but when Valencia asks -- he nods, aggressive, eager. manages to get his hands free up enough to type ]

i'm SO thirsty
not for water though

[ Stares at that. Then up at Sett. Then back to Phel. She is gradually going redder.

Eventually she just. squishes Phel's cheeks between both hands as she finally sits, ducking her head. ]

Your jokes are bad and so are you.

[Sett laughs, straightening up a little bit to start to move again, nudging forward.]

No appreciation here.

[ Aphelios' breath hitches when Sett begins to move again -- eyelids fluttering shut for a moment -- and he shifts his angle a bit; if Valencia is close enough he'll try to lean down and nuzzle his nose against her leg, up towards her thigh, gazing up inquiringly (sluttily) at her ]

[ for a very small blissful moment they were not in the middle of sex and valencia could feign ignorance.

Their movements together kind of throw a massive wrench in that and drag her back into the reality of the situation again. And-- she can't really help but watch, this time, frozen in place by the movements and noise. The hitch of Aphelios' breath sends a shiver down her spine. And then his-- cheek. Face. Against her thigh...

She meets his gaze with a surprised one of her own, sudden understanding (oh, THAT'S what they had meant), and going red all the way down her neck. She does think about it, briefly. The act of laying down and wiggling out of her pants and letting him... And she seems to lose courage after that, giving a tiny shake of her head.

She does, however, try to draw him back up a bit so she can kiss the corner of his mouth, almost apologetically. ]

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