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[takecourage]

She's not even sure whose party it is, but she's standing in the corner of the kitchen, drinking lukewarm beer from a red cup and listening to some frat bro asshole talk to her about his MBA. She stifles a yawn against the inside of her wrist, and looks around the room, doesn't see anyone that she knows at first glance. She's going to have to figure out a way to extricate herself from this shitty, shitty conversation. If only she had a bit of Lethe magic in her pocket to help her.

"So," she says. "Anyway..."

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[takecourage]

"Well, I want them back eventually. I like them," she says, rolling her eyes fondly as he so obviously gets distracted by her tits. "And we both know the answer to that. I'm absolutely coming to hang out with you and your boyfriend." She arches an eyebrow. "I assume he won't mind."

[atehimrightup]

“He truly does not seem to,” Lee says with a chuckle, referring more to the entire situation as if he’s a bit dazed by it. “I think someone might have created him for me in a lab.”

He grins and quickly checks his reflection to make sure there’s nothing glaringly obvious, then licks his thumb and wipes away a smudge of lipstick on his jaw. “He’s collared and I left him with some hot girls who looked about five seconds from hand feeding him grapes and fanning him with a palm frond, so I’m sure he’s doing just fine.”

He winks and then reaches out to put his hand on the door handle. “All set?”

[takecourage]

"Yeah, I'm good," says Alex. She glances at herself in the mirror. She's flushed, but her lipstick isn't too smudged, and her hair isn't too chaotic. She's pretty sure she's slick halfway to her knees, but her dress covers that. He opens the door, and the noise from the party leaks in. She follows Lee through the party until she catches sight of George, sprawled on a sofa in a shadowy corner and, yes, surrounded by blondes.

[atehimrightup]

“Told you,” he says with a snort, taking a moment to watch as George delights them all with some story, gesticulating with his hand wrapped around the neck of a beer bottle.

God, Lee loves him so much his heart hurts.

“Excuse me, ladies,” Lee says as he approaches, quirking an eyebrow as he looks down at George. “I’d love it if I could have my boyfriend back.”

He gives Alex a narrow-eyed look over his shoulder because yes, he said it. “Don’t start.”

[takecourage]

"I didn't say anything," says Alex, smirking, watching as the blondes scatter and George turns a brilliant, beautiful smile on Lee.

"I behaved," he says, his dark eyes flickering from Lee to Alex and back again. "Did you?"

[atehimrightup]

There’s a split second where Lee is worried that he may have miscalculated and bringing Alex over after fucking her at a party that George was actually not so chill. His heart leaps up into his throat but he can see the amusement in George’s eyes, and his smile seems genuine, so he lets himself relax.

“I wasn’t the one who was supposed to,” Lee reminds him, leaning over to give him a quick peck on the mouth. “But I did bring you a present.”

He takes Alex’s hand and gives her a playful twirl before sweeping his arm under her legs and lifting her easily, depositing her in George’s lap with her legs stretched out along the sofa. Lee twists to slip beneath them, pressed along George’s side and smiling over at him.

[takecourage]

He twirls her and then lifts her and Alex makes an undignified sound, grabbing at her dress, intensely aware that her panties are in Lee's pocket. He dumps her in George's lap, and then he's sliding under her legs and George's arm is sliding around her waist.

"Why do I suddenly feel like we're both at your mercy," she says, smirking.

[atehimrightup]

“I have no idea what you mean,” Lee replies as he leans over to steal another kiss from George, looking him over to make sure that he’s okay with the situation. He seems more than okay. He looks a little drunk, maybe still high from the joint they shared in the truck, and this party sucks but Lee is having a fucking blast.

They’re wedged into the corner of a sectional in what appears to be a den or game room, with most of the people in it crowded around a pool table on the other side. The lights are dim and the music is loud, and Lee feels a little wild.

“It’s rude to put your shoes on the furniture,” Lee drawls out, giving Alex an innocent look as he unties her boot and starts to pull it off. “These need to come off.”

[takecourage]

Alex is intensely aware of George, under her, behind her, his arm curled around her to support her. His hair is a little longer than it was the last time she saw him. In place of the leather collar he'd worn at the club, he's wearing a thin chain one. She can't make out of its silver or gold.

"If you say so," she says as he takes off her boots. She feels a little off balance, unsure of how she's supposed to act, after he'd just her call him daddy like five minutes ago. She's not sure how far he'll push that with George here. The thought goes right to her cunt.

[atehimrightup]

Once her feet are bare, Lee twists a little to press himself further into the corner of the sectional so he can face them, keeping Alex’s feet in his lap. They both look at him like they’re waiting for something, both of them so fucking beautiful, and once again Lee has a hard time believing that this is his life.

“Tell me, Alex,” he draws out as he squeezes her foot in his lap, sliding his thumb along the webbing of her big toe. “Did those girls make him hard? You’d be able to feel it, ‘cause he’s so big.”

[takecourage]

"I remember how big he is," says Alex, distracted by the way that Lee is playing with her feet, and she feels the distinct rumble of laughter in the broad chest against her back. She shifts her hips deliberately, grinding back against George.

"A little, maybe," she says. "Not fully."

[atehimrightup]

“Aw, you really missed me,” Lee teases with a chuckle, tucking one of her feet between his legs so that the bulge of his crotch is resting against the arch of her foot.

He glances around the room to confirm that no one is really paying them any attention, then slides his hand along the sofa until he finds George’s where it’s tucked under her thigh. He squeezes it and then guides it slowly up under the back of her dress while making sure the front of it keeps her covered.

“Feel how wet she is,” Lee tells George, keeping his other hand curled around the top of her foot as he rocks subtly against the arch of it. “That’s how hard I want you to be.”

[gallowseyes]

George watches as Lee positions Alex just so, her foot pressed against the bulge of his cock in his jeans. Alex's squirming has gone some way to getting him fully hard, and he shifts. He's not under, not even close, but he does have some of that vague, dreamy feeling that he always gets when he wears a collar.

Lee tells him to put his hand under Alex's skirt, and he does, pressing one finger into her cunt and feeling her go still, aware of the other people in the room. She doesn't say stop, though.

"I see," he says. "Very hard, then."
It's hard to see, but he thinks she blushes.

[atehimrightup]

Lee can’t see what’s going under her dress, but he can tell the moment George touches her because she tenses and lets her eyes dart around the room. He grins and chuckles at what George says, nodding and pressing his thumb into the arch of her foot, using their grip to tilt her knee out and spread her legs just a little wider.

“Very hard,” he confirms with a nod, settling back against the corner of the sofa and massaging Alex’s foot with his thumbs. “Put two fingers in her and kiss her until you get there.” He grins almost lazily and shifts his gaze to Alex. “And you tell me when he does.”

He’s sort of taking the lead here, but Alex doesn’t seem to mind. He had to know what he was asking when he asked her to join them. “Go ahead.”

[takecourage]

God, it's hot. He rubs her foot, the other still pressed between his legs, arch pressed against the filling line of his cock in his jeans. George tips her head back with confident fingers on her chin and kisses her, even as he's pressing another finger inside her and starting to fuck her with them. She whimpers against his mouth, trying not to rock her hips, trying not to move in any way that's going to draw attention to them. Underneath her, she can already feel George getting hard.

[atehimrightup]

George obeys easily, eagerly, and Lee wonders if maybe it should be weird watching something he’s in love with kissing someone else. Because he is in love with George, he’s pretty sure. It’s something he’s coming to terms with, even if he’s not at all ready to voice it.

But it’s not weird, because it’s Alex. He trusts her, and more importantly he trusts George. He knows where George will be at the end of the day, and it’s right next to him. All of this is just them having fun, their own particular brand of it, and Lee is very happy to sit back at watch for now.

“You’re both so good for me,” Lee murmurs, rocking his hips subtly against Alex’s foot while letting his nails trail lightly up and down her shin. If he slouches enough, he can catch glimpses of George’s wrist moving between her legs, but he’s more focused on how they kiss each other so hungrily, tongues meeting with a slick sound that makes Lee’s cock twitch. God, they’re beautiful. “Keep going.”

[gallowseyes]

George likes kissing Alex -- it's not the same as kissing Lee, but her mouth is soft and her tongue eager and she smells good. He keeps his hand moving between her thighs, two fingers pressed into her cunt. His cock is hard and, eventually, Alex breaks the kiss with a little gasping breath.

"He feels pretty fucking hard to me," she says, flexing the toes of the foot in Lee's hands.

[atehimrightup]

Lee doesn’t really react to the news other than humming to show that he’s heard, rubbing at his lips with the side of his hand as he glances around the room. There’s something happening over by the pool table that’s catching most everyone’s attention, and Lee’s smirk is a little dangerous when he focuses on them again.

He stretches out one leg and rests his boot on George’s knee, shielding Alex a little and caging her in all at the same time. He licks his lips and keeps one hand over the top of Alex’s foot, pressing it against his crotch as he over at George, so flushed and beautiful and eager.

“Show me how fast you can make her come,” he tells George in a low, commanding voice. “Cover her mouth with your other hand if she gets loud. She likes that.”

[takecourage]

"You can't be fucking serious," she says. "I..."

But then George is changing the angle of his fingers, curling them inside her and pressing the heel of his hand against her clit, grinding it against her. Fuck, he's good at this, isn't he? Of course he is.

[atehimrightup]

Lee’s eyes flash dangerously, but then he smirks as George rushes to obey. He doesn’t have a cunt, obviously, but he knows just how good George is at using his fingers. She doesn’t stand a chance.

“Careful, she gets so wet when she comes,” he says to George almost idly, rubbing his thumb against the soft skin between her toes, pulling on each delicate little digit. “Makes a real mess.”

[takecourage]

she's got her mouth open to call him an asshole, but then George's other hand is pressing over her mouth, and then all she can do is sit there and take it as he fingers her, as he rubs at her clit, until it all overwhelms her and she comes, right there in his lap.

[atehimrightup]

Lee grins as she twitches in George’s lap, glancing between their faces and then shifting under her legs until he’s sitting next to George, tugging his hand out from between her legs and examining how wet and shiny it is, humming his approval and then letting go.

“Lick it clean,” he says to George almost casually, sliding his hand down between their bodies to cup George’s cock through his trousers, squeezing possessively. He looks at Alex, who’s flushed and panting and glaring mildly at him.

“You two wanna get out of here?”

[takecourage]

"Yes," says Alex, immediately, her legs still trembling, her cunt still clenching, her face flushed. She doesn't even care where they go. Behind her, George nods, still in the process of licking his fingers clean.

"Where do you have in mind."

[atehimrightup]

“Seems like a nice night to look at the stars,” Lee muses, smiling to himself and giving the inside of Alex’s thigh a light slap before sliding out from under her legs. He keeps a bedroll in the back of the truck now, and a duffel bag with blankets, in case he and George want to spend some time outside.

He won’t take them to the pond. That spot feels almost sacred to him and George by now, but he knows lots of hidden little spots they can go.

“Come on, sweethearts,” Lee says brightly, bending down to pick up Alex’s boots so he can carry them for her. “George, why don’t you carry Alex out to the truck while I say bye to the host? We wouldn’t want her cute little feet to get dirty.” He winks at Alex. “No telling where they may end up later.”

[takecourage]

She finds herself pretty unceremoniously scooped up into George's arms and it's the easiest thing in the world to turn her face against his shoulder and pretend to be a girl who's drunk too much. He carries her out to Lee's truck, waiting until he can help her inside, all without her bare feet touching the ground.

"Uh...thanks," she says, settling on the bench seat.

He smiles and sketches her a bow, the collar catching the light.

"You're very welcome," he says.