Page 76 of From the Noblest Motives
Shudder refused to be angry about the years lost, the time wasted because they'd been stupid and stubborn. That time between had let them finish becoming who they needed to be and had brought them Damien. He wouldn't change any of that.
Damien climbed up behind Blaze, stroking his back and arms in a way that looked to Shudder like mapping Blaze's body. He didn't want to think about that, either, what that might say about memory and the fear of loss. Then melancholy thoughts took a much-needed vacation as Damien peeled the mesh down Blaze's cock in a way that made him shiver, squeezed out a generous mound of lube, and handed Blaze the container.
When Blaze finally touched him below the waist, just a soft stroke of his fingertips down Shudder's thigh, he was trembling with need, so keyed up he hoped he wouldn't embarrass himself.
"You're sure you're up to this?" Blaze asked him in a low murmur. "I don't have to—"
Shudder cut him off with a frustrated sound. "Bailey Emerson, if you don't fuck me right now, I'm going to tell Damien about the chicken incident. And I'll make it into a song."
"Ha. You're gonna tell him anyway. I know you," Blaze growled.
"Probably eventually. I'll save it for a good moment." Shudder smiled up at him, stroking his face. "Yes, love. Yes. This is me giving wholehearted consent to fuck me before my brain explodes."
The choked sound from behind Blaze was definitely a Damien laugh, though he was busy back there as well, since the next moment, Blaze's eyes crossed and he had to catch himself on one palm as he rocked back into what Shudder assumed was probably more than a single finger.
That finally got Blaze to focus. He lifted Shudder's good leg up onto his shoulder, and though his hands weren't steady, he managed to get more lube on his erection than on the bed. And yes,yes, he remembered Shudder liked this, too – to hell with slow prep.Plenty of lube and ease that cock home.Attaboy.
The first touch of Blaze's head, cool and slippery with lube, nearly had him coming, but he thought of cleaning grease traps and other not-pleasant chores, breathing carefully until he had himself back under control.
"Okay?"
"Launch torpedo," Shudder grated out, just to get Blaze to chuckle.
Blaze pushed forward, slow and steady, the sensation just shy of pain, but oh so perfect. A moan escaped Shudder at the same time Blaze's growl-moan washed over him. From his positioning, watching avidly, Damien was obviously entering Blaze, matching his pace closely.
"You feel so good.Gods… Blaze. So good." Shudder arched and squirmed, trying to get some leverage to thrust. "Don't go slow. Please, please. I want… everything… now."
"Greedy," Blaze whispered. "But since you begged so nicely. Damien, sweetheart, go slow for me right now, or Shuds is gonna be disappointed."
Damien made a soft sound of assent, and Shudder lost track of everything when Blaze thrust in hard. Back arched, head flung back, the pleasure whited out coherent thought, and the only thing running through his brain wasyes, yes, yes, yes, YES, as Blaze's length pinned him to the bed with sure, heavy strokes.
"Blaze… oh… just a little…"
Blaze took the hint and lifted Shudder's hips, thrusting harder to hit just right, ohgods, just rightthere. Shudder squirmed and cried out in little gasps, gripping Blaze's arms hard as the pressure built until he thought he would come apart.
"Love… yes… just like… I'm…"
Two more hard thrusts, and the orgasm roared through him, his cries yanked from him with each hard spasm. Above him, Blaze squeezed his eyes shut and let loose a muffled roar as Damien's tandem pounding sent him over only seconds later. He held himself up on his forearms, his forehead on Shudder's shoulder while Damien's thrusts thumped the bed, and his own orgasm caught up to him in a panting, snarling rush.
Sweat-soaked, breathing like a connected set of bellows, they stayed stacked like that for several dizzy moments before Damien rolled off with a groan and Blaze withdrew carefully so he could set Shudder's limbs back in a more natural position.
Shudder waited until Blaze collapsed on his back in the center of the bed before he scooted over to fit himself against Blaze's still heaving side.
"That was amazing," Shudder murmured as he snuggled into a comfortable position. "Wrecked. I'm just wrecked." He hurried to add, "In a good way. I'm perfectly fine. All good."
"Are we a thing now? The three of us?" Damien's sex-burred voice drifted from the other side of the bed.
"An official thing? I think we are." Shudder traced lines in the golden red of Blaze's chest hair. "Aren't we?"
Blaze hummed deep in his chest. "I'd say we are."
"All right." Damien mirrored Shudder's movements in the trail on Blaze's stomach. "Yes."
That admission from Damien was a step large enough to span the caldera, and Shudder's heart flooded with warmth.He said it. He admitted to a relationship. Then, because his brain was ridiculous, it added, gleefully,I have boyfriends!
Shudder lifted his head off Blaze's chest. If he kept it there, he risked going back to sleep. "Is there a word for the smell of a room right after sex?"
Blaze cracked an eye open. "Funky?"
