They got Bob cleaned up and draped in a fleece blanket. Cris helped him up off the bench and over to Skye’s side, Bob still wearing the blindfold and gag. Instinctively, she opened her arms and gathered him close, letting him lay his head in her lap, facing her, his back to the room. He shivered, but didn’t make any noise or speak.
Cris smiled down at them. “I’ll get you a bottle of water for him. Thank you for this.”
“What about…” She pointed at her eyes and mouth.
“When he starts moving around, you’ll be able to tell he’s coming up. Then it’s okay to take them off as he’s ready to and get him to drink something.”
She gave him a thumbs-up and settled in, one hand resting on Bob’s shoulder, the other in his hair.
Envy twisted through her, even though she knew it was silly to feel like that. No telling how long the three had been playing together. They were obviously good friends, to have that kind of intimate play between them.
Cris brought two bottles of water, one for her and one for him. Cris wiped down the bench and moved their equipment out of the way so he could clean all of the implements they’d used on Bob. Meanwhile, another couple started using the bench.
Once Cris finished with that, Landry led him out onto the lanai and off to the side. She could see through the sliders that Landry pointed at the concrete lanai deck.
Cris dropped to his knees, and Landry whipped out his cock and started face-fucking Cris.
Hard, brutally.
Skye hoped she didn’t whimper out loud, but the mental image of Axel doing that to her nearly made her cream herself.
I guess I’ll be rubbing one out when I get home.
Landry finished, stroking Cris’ hair for a moment before tucking himself back in and letting Cris up. Then he pulled the man in for a long, tender kiss, giving him a smile and ruffling his hair before they headed back toward the house.
Fuck.
Me.
Okay, yeah, she and Axel were going to have to address the BDSM stuff sooner rather than later. Denying she had these needs wouldn’t be fair to either of them. She’d resent Axel for not being able to meet them, and he’d resent her for pushing him into a role he wasn’t comfortable with.
Best to figure it out now, and save their friendship, rather than trying to force it and blowing it all up.
After about twenty minutes, Bob took a deep breath and let it out, then nuzzled the hand she had resting on his head.
“Ready to sit up?”
He nodded.
She helped ease him up and took his gag off first so she could let him get a sip of water. Then she unbuckled the blindfold, and he blinked a couple of times, a bashful smile curving his lips.
“Thank you,” he softly said.
He was cute…in a puppy kind of way. “You’re very welcome. Glad I could help.”
He was able to take over the bottle of water and took several more deep swallows. “Wow. He went extra hard on me tonight.”
“Why?”
He smiled. “Tilly had to leave unexpectedly. Work. He’d planned to scene with her tonight, and she was going to be my Top, so he took his frustration out on me.” He twisted his head and she heard the softcrackof joints popping. “Lucky me.” Another smile.
Then his focus returned to her. “Are you still comfortable with me doing your aftercare?”
“Sure.”
“I guess I should ask if you’re still comfortable scening with Landry.”
“Honestly? Other than the handjob, yeah, I was envious of you.”