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geez lestat how come you get two boyfriends??

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following on from this thread in which rowan puts lestat to bed in his trailer beside adam, and snuggles in himself. rest while you can, rowan. ]

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[ for a good few moments adam simply watches, his dark eyes growing bigger as he takes in the easy way the two men move and touch and speak to one another. there's something undeniably sexy there, yes, but beyond that - he can feel something deeper. affection. love. listening to lestat's teasing is nothing new but seeing it directed at rowan, who (in adam's mind, at least) is utterly unflappable, is almost ridiculously entertaining.

his eyes flick southwards to watch lestat's long fingers dance beneath the waistband of rowan's clothing, then back up to catch the fae's reaction. it's then that adam inhales the first breath of vanilla, and immediately the scent takes him back to the bed in rowan's home, to that night spent curled together, free of nightmares for the first time in weeks.

rowan's gaze meets his own and adam flushes, realizing anew just how attractive the other is. it makes him shift, sitting up behind lestat in order to lean over him a little, and his own hand reaches out to trail fingertips along lestat's arm, down to the back of his hand, then further - pushing beneath that waistband as well. he doesn't go farther than lestat already has, but the eagerness in his movements is clearly evident. ]

I'm hungry too, [ he mumbles, perhaps to lestat, perhaps to rowan. ]

[ affection immediately blossoms within the vampire at the sight of adam's hand following his, that moment of skin to skin contact a near tangible spark. how bold, how alluring to feel that tension bubbling there. rowan's hesitation, adam's curiosity. both flaring arousals, with lestat weaving a bridge between.

gentle, lestat dips his hand further down to slide fingertips through the dusting of curls at the base of his cock, to tug the man's length up to lay up his belly. easy for lestat to tease fingertips across, for adam to reach the tip of his cock head without much effort.]

There's my generous doctor. Isn't he beautiful, Adam? Honey sweet, golden.

[ a flicker of blue eyes up to meet amber brown, inquiring out through the connected mark on his neck in unspoken question. testing his limits, even as lestat withdraws his touch to instead take rowan's hand in his, upturning his wrist.]

He tastes just as wonderful as he smells, you know.

[ said more to adam, though his eyes never leave rowan's. that pretty map of vein along the man's forearm is already making his mouth water and the vampire doesn't hesitate much longer before lowering his head to sink teeth into the man's wrist, immediately moaning softly at the hot blood filling his mouth. against the other's thigh, his erection jumps at the taste of him, filling to full hardness swiftly with each mouthful of rich sweet blood he swallows.]

[Somehow, he hadn't actually expected Adam to want to join, let alone seemingly be so eager to do so. The hand that was touching him as he was manipulated so that he was mostly bare to the air, to eager fingers that seemed to be intent on doing something...

He felt that question through their bond, glanced up into those everchanging blue eyes and sent affirmation before fangs sank into him. He'd always say yes to Lestat needing something from him, but this would be the first time those fangs had sunk into him with an audience.

Lestat's wasn't the only cock that filled with that bite, Rowan's swelling as he felt the sting of teeth and the slow pulls of blood. His back bowed slightly, and he let out a soft sound as his eyes closed for a moment. He was aware of where Lestat was; cock against his thigh, teeth in his arm, hand holding him there as if he'd be fool enough to pull away. Adam's hand, however, was where Lestat had left it, down near his groin, and he couldn't quite stop the fact that the next pull of blood into Lestat's mouth had him lifting up into that touch. Gods, the vampire was going to drive him mad, and he'd willingly go, like Alice tripping after a fluffy white tail.]

[ the sight of rowan's cock pulls a sharp breath from adam, his lips parting as he stares down at it. it's not as though the only dick he's ever seen has been lestat's, but he's been spoiled by the vampire - so to see that rowan is equally well-endowed, to look at the graceful curve of him, is more than a little exciting. his skin is darker than lestat's, golden just like the vampire murmurs so proudly, and if adam hadn't been curious enough to touch him before he definitely is now.

before that, though: the bite. his eyes follow the way lestat lifts rowan's wrist to his lips, and a soft sound rises in his chest as he sees those fangs sink deep into the skin there. hunger stirs deep in his belly as he stares, watching the spot where the two are joined and knowing how it must feel for rowan, to be giving something so vital to the man that he loves.

adam can hear lestat's reaction, too, that soft moan carrying through the air, and for a moment he thinks it would be enough to simply sit back and watch the pair together - but then rowan's cock rises to meet his touch and, instinctively, adam's fingers curl around him. his eyes move back down and he groans, eyebrows knitting together as he takes in the sight of rowan, thick and heavy, held within his grasp. he doesn't need instruction to start stroking him, his own fingers shockingly pale against the blood-darkened skin. ]

Fuck... [ he breathes out, transfixed. ]

[ there it was again. that spark of connection, flesh touching flesh in such an intimate manner for the first time. lestat can taste it in the blood coating his tongue, that initial heat of adam's fingers curling around rowan's cock. peering into the mortal's mind too, is a dizzying perspective to witness, though one that has the vampire rocking his hips against a firm thigh. intoxicating, this tentative circling thing beginning to slot together.]

He is curious about you, Rowan. You make quite the sight, pretty thing you are.

[ a flare of the vampire's dark pupils and his voice slinks into rowan and adam's minds both. he's unwilling to finish his drink early, evidently - still pulling slow sucks and relishing each in turn. but finally he slips his fangs free and begins to suck at the wounds shallowly, catching the leaking red on the tip of his tongue.

finally he glances down to adam's fingers, lips stained red, gaze heavy with his own lust. ]

Climb over, mon petit, come make yourself comfortable. He is a specimen to best be adored close up, after all. Aren't you, love?

[ that brilliant grin again, now tinged with blood, eyes glittering as he looks back up at rowan. leans in to press a kiss to his mouth, light and teasing.]

[Rarely was he the one that felt seduced, yet here he was, sprawled out on a bed that wasn't his, touched by a vampire that was, and eager hands and eyes of someone new joined in. This wasn't quite like their night out at the strip club. As fun as the dancers had been, neither of them had meant anything to the men. The same couldn't be said here. Adam meant something to the vampire, and he'd be foolish to think otherwise. Which meant he had to be gentle. Careful.

He heard that single exclamation from the human, glancing over at him as he watched from his perch overtop of Lestat. He looked so young, and Rowan felt a slight prick of guilt over that, but it wasn't himself that had led the lad into this position. He'd been another one to fall under the spell of the enigmatic vampire. Just like he himself was.

His eyes went back to Lestat, and they narrowed as he pushed a thought at him.

If you want me to stay in this bed, you'd best be wearing a hell of a lot less than you currently are.

For some reason, the idea of the vampire being undressed made this feel less... invasive on his end. He had no idea why, but it could just be that he was who he was, and himself liked to see Lestat in as little as possible.]

I bite.

[A warning to Adam, but there was a smile there as he said it before lips came down on his and he slid a hand into Lestat's hair to hold him there while he licked the taste of his blood out of the vampire's mouth.]

[ oh.

oh.

there's no hiding the sudden burst of colour that blooms across adam's cheeks as he listens first to lestat, then rowan. the push of the vampire into his mind isn't new but for the first time he feels it reaching out in another direction as well, the message communicated to rowan and shared with adam as if lestat wanted him to eavesdrop. it's a little overwhelming in the best way, and when lestat encourages him to move closer all he can do is nod and follow the instructions obediently.

he clambers over lestat, freeing the three of them from the remainder of the covers that had hidden them - and, and doing so, exposing the outline of his own hardness within his underwear, hidden only slightly by his oversized white t-shirt. the only space that makes sense for him to go to is between rowan's legs, and soon enough he's kneeling there, tucking himself between the other's thighs.

the warning sends a thrill up his spine, but that's nothing compared to the dizzying sensation he gets as he watches rowan claim lestat's mouth, those strong fingers tight against blond waves, the intermittent peek of crimson on their tongues.

he swallows and forces himself to look back down, to focus on the part of rowan he's been imagining ever since the doctor straddled him. he really is gorgeous like this; adam's fingers hook into his waistband to pull his pants and underwear down further, giving himself ample space to work with. then, still following his instincts, he leans in to lick a long stripe from the base to the tip, groaning loudly at the taste.

sweet. so, so sweet. ]

[ that wolfish grin doesn't diminish at the tight grip in his hair, the tongue pushing into his mouth. lestat begins to pluck at the buttons on his own shirt dutifully whilst chasing rowan's tongue, a hum of amusement at being able to capture the slick muscle in his lips. a firm suck and a scrape of blunt teeth and he wriggles out of his shirt, tosses it off to the corner somewhere to join the others. there were more important things, like the groan from adam upon tasting the doctor's cock, and the obvious reaction from the fae in return. delightful.

he uses the distraction of adam's mouth to tug himself free of rowan's grip so he can shift away to unbuckle his belt and shimmy out of his jeans. loathe to be away from the warmth of his two lovers beside him, but eager to shed clothing if it meant being witness to more of this entanglement of his lovers. when he is finally bare in all of two seconds, he sidles back up to rowan, looks down the length of his body at the raven haired young man tonguing at his arousal.]

See how eager he is to taste you, mon amour? So sweet and well behaved.

[ voice warm, lestat reaches down to comb fingers through dark strands, brushing it back from his forehead. lets his hand drop to lightly grasp the man's jaw, brush a thumb over the corner of his mouth to graze rowan's cock and adam's lips both.]

So handsome, the pair of you. Does he feel good, Ro?

[It felt like a tease, that wet, hot lick up along his shaft. Enough to tempt him after the jerk of his pants and underwear further down his body. He glanced over at Lestat, watching him wriggle out of his clothes, smirking to himself at that obedience that he knew was only followed because the vampire wanted something. Apparently that something was this.

His fingers moved idly in the air, and his own shirt seemed to just melt off of him, appearing rumpled on the floor. He did the same to his trousers, then glanced down at Adam. Another look over at Lestat, and a flick of his fingers had the younger human nude. The only thing that would make this better would be that fur spread out. Well, that and a larger bed. Much larger.

Magic coiled around his hand, sliding out in a syrupy wave to wrap around Lestat's cock. It throbbed in time with the crooking of his fingers.]

I have a feeling you planned this. Somehow, this image has been dancing around in that head of yours...

[He didn't sound upset about it. His other hand moved down to slide his fingers into Adam's hair, giving unspoken permission for him to continue- if he wanted.]

Wicked. Both of you.

[ a needy little sound rises in adam's chest as lestat's fingers press through his hair, against his skin. his tongue darts out to lick over that thumb, eyes growing bigger and darker by the second, arousal plain on his face now.

he's just about to continue when suddenly rowan is naked; a half-second later, so is he, and he startles a bit, head looking around as he tries to figure out what's happened. when he sees rowan's fingers moving he manages to put two and two together: magic. apparently it was good for more than just ridding bodies of poison and scaring off rabbits.

his surprise fades into glee as he looks up the long line of rowan's body, eagerly drinking in the sight of all that golden skin. his own cock hangs heavy between his legs, rubbing against the sheets a little as he makes himself more comfortable. without clothes in the way it's easier to get close, to take rowan into his mouth the way he wants to.

the press of the doctor's hand against his head is unexpected, but it sends a wave of warmth and reassurance through adam's entire body. when he looks up again he sees both of them watching him and he grins, wide and full of mischief.

he says nothing; instead, he leans in to lick at rowan's shaft once again, wet and eager. now that he's gotten permission he's eager to show off: he mouths at the other's sac, fingers roaming up over the flat plane of his belly before returning to curl around his length and pump once, twice, testing. then, with a flash of his eyes towards lestat, he takes rowan into his mouth fully, wasting no time in getting it as far down his throat as possible. ]

[ well. what was the point of stripping if rowan was just gonna flick away the rest of their clothes, huh? lestat can't find it in himself to be too peeved about it though, not with how adam's face lights up at the sight of the other man and hunger sets into the curve of his mouth, the lingering stare. the thick liquid squeeze around his own cock too, more of that wicked fae magic twisted around his fingers.

lestat's lips part at the sensation, an unconscious mirror to the way adam opens his mouth lap at heated flesh. hard to give the doctor wide innocent eyes whilst that buzzing magic fisted his cock, but somehow the blond manages it, despite the effort.]

Moi? I may have had a desire, but nothing planned.

[ lestat grabs that gesturing hand twined with magic, slips his grip down to hold his wrist. glancing down briefly to adam as he takes that flushed cock head into his mouth, he mimics the motion; licking a broad stripe up rowan's glowing fingers and sucking the index and middle digits into the heat of his mouth. the energy tingles on his tongue and he nips at it, letting hot blood trickle down into his gums before he sucks at the wound with a low groan.]

[He has a feeling that if he lets them, the pair of them can easily get carried away with him. Easily turn him into some wanton, needy thing. Rowan decides to take the reins first, his other hand in Adam's hair twisting so that magic slithered over the pair of them. Light and dark hair, gold washed over them and he felt the wrapping around Lestat's cock expand, allowing for a probing intrusion up past his sac and into and around his hole.

Adam got the same treatment; golden honeyed magic wrapping around his length, pulsing slowly as a tendril slid up to tease around his hole. It helped him focus past the sting of teeth in his flesh and that hot mouth that fit around his cock and aimed to make him lose himself.]

I see I'll have to take both of you in hand... wicked things.

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