the rain meme

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Ah, rain—the precipitation that the whole world has a love/hate affair with it. It waters the garden for free and ruins baseball games. It cools you off in the summer and it causes more ice and sleet to appear in the winter. Sometimes it is lovely and falls at a decent pace for a few hours, other times, it blasts the whole eastern seaboard away.

Poems and songs have been written about it, people have danced in it, others have cursed its entire existence, and still more refuse to go out and drive in it.

Now it’s time to roll some dice and see what the weather will have in store for you today.



directions

1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc in the subject.
2. Roll a number between 1-5 with the RGN for an intensiy.
3. Roll 1-15 with the RGN for a situation.
4. Reply to other comments and play the scenario out!
5. Don’t catch a cold!


intensity

1. DRIZZLE ☂ It’s not too heavy or too light of a downpour, just enough to wash away stuff in the air, water the ground, and clean up the streets.

2. MONSOON ☂ It’s horrible and awful! Rain is coming down in buckets, no one can get anywhere, the wind is whipping everything about, and now the cable is out.

3. SHOWER ☂ Reminds you of early spring, doesn’t it? A nice shower to make everything all green and smell fresh again. Lovely.

4. FLOOD ☂ While rain is good, it can sometimes be bad. Grab a boat!

5. CATS & DOGS ☂ You’re lucky with this one. It’s not the worst storm in the world, but it’s still pretty heavy. Be careful when driving!


prompts

1. A DARK, STORMY NIGHT ☂ You know all those stories that start off with a stormy night before something goes wrong: a murder, an attack by ninjas, a crime. It is one of the best known clichés in the world, and you’re stuck in the middle of it.

2. HUMIDITY ☂ It’s that time of the year again when the humidity rises and the rain has two options: make it worse or make it go away. Good luck getting the latter.

3. GRAY RAIN OF DEPRESSION ☂ We all know this one. Stuck in the middle of no where, or right after an argument, or something that leads to angst, the rain decides to express someone’s feelings in a physical form, serious or over the top.

4. QUIET MORNING ☂ Nothing to do, nowhere to be… sometimes the rain is a welcomed addition to a quiet day. Gives you an excuse to stay in, curl up in a warm blanket and a book, maybe a loved one or a cup of hot chocolate. With sprinkles.

5. PUDDLES ☂ After it rains, what is the number one thing you have to do? Go put on some rubber boots and splash around of course!

6. SUDDEN STORM ☂ It might have been predicted, but sometimes storms just sweep in and do their thing with little to no warning. Hope you’re not outside.

7. THUNDER & LIGHTNING ☂ Loud, surprising, scary, ominous, comforting, fantastic to watch or listen to… some like thunder and lightning, others not so much. Of course, if this happens before a big confrontation, the universe is telling you something.

8. CAN’T GET WORSE ☂ You did not say that. You did not just say that. How many times does this need to be seen in movies and books before anyone learns?

9. STUCK ☂ No, no, no, no. This cannot be happening. What happened to the ten percent chance of rain? You forgot your umbrella and now you’re stuck in it!

10. RUINED PLANS ☂ You had all these wonderful plans to go outside, have some fun in the sunshine, do some errands, maybe a date… and the weather goes against them.

11. DANCING ☂ Sometimes rain is a cause for celebration, or you just feel like doing something spontaneous. Grab someone to join you and get wet!

12. RAIN BATTLE ☂ The most intense, important battles happen in the rain. Verbal spars, punching someone in the guts; it’s all dramatic and climatic. And no one slips.

13. DATE ☂ Aww, don’t let the weather ruin your date! It can be really romantic, being out in the rain, and it’s always fun to go with the flow.

14. A DAY INSIDE ☂ Sometimes, it’s just better to stay inside and enjoy something simple and easy like board games or catching up on TV shows, or maybe the bills.

15. WILD CARD ☂ Was there something I missed? Did you want to roll again or choose your own adventure? Go for it!

Comments

[stitchedandsown]

Carlos watched Gael and Bas kiss - he was only human, frankly - before he cast his eyes at the ceiling. "Mm, there's two of them," he said. By which he meant two charming, gorgeous men used to getting their way. He really should have known, he thought. Of course...he didn't really object to this, no matter how many times he'd told Gael no in the last week.

"Oh, he has been a good patient," Sebastian was saying as he pulled back from the kiss, though the hand he'd slipped between their bodies still was idly stroking Gael's cock. "Gold star. But, you know, abstaining didn't mean you couldn't be a bit creative about things," he added, looking over at Carlos before he gave Gael another sharp kiss. "You just have to be careful about it."

He was just fine with demonstrating, he thought. Though he didn't really think Gael Shaw really needed him to demonstrate anything sexual, ever. Still, he was of the opinion that Carlos needed to loosen up a little bit. Bas suspected that Carlos had resigned himself to mostly being in a spectator role tonight, and honestly. It was hardly necessary - and hardly what he or Gael wanted.

He kneeled on the bed. "Mm, I do want you," he said to Carlos as he eased his jeans and soft cotton boxer briefs down until his cock jutted out. He gave it a light lick. "I was so disappointed, you know, when I came home from Cambridge and both of you were tangled up with each other."

Carlos exhaled, slipping his fingers into Sebastian's dark hair as the younger man licked his cock again. "Come watch," he murmured to Gael. He didn't want Gael standing to one side while Sebastian Novak went down on him. He wanted Gael right there with him.

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"We weave a tangled web, my pet." Gael murmured, glancing once at Carlos as he watched the newest man to the trio climb into the bed. He moaned a little watching Bas lap at Carlos' cock, biting his lower lip for a moment.

Oh, he was hardly going to stay to one side, but Gael also clearly had something up his sleeve as he pulled away from the bed slowly with a finger against his lips and a smile in his eyes. Moving to their stash of toys, Gael a found a vibrating butt plug and a remote. There was even one with a bunny tail- not one of his, but he imagined someone might have given it to Carlos as a bit of a lark once. Maybe. But he figured he might as well bring it too.

It could please him. He even grabbed the rope and a blindfold before he started back to the bed, setting the items just to the side before he climbed up and slowly over to his lover. "Pick one," he whispered against Carlos' lips as he leaned in to catch them in a kiss. "One for him, and one for me.....Why rush to the finish line." They had, after all, all night to fuck. And there was so much more kissing to have first. "Or maybe you'd like one for yourself? I could get you one too..."

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The day Gael didn't have something up his sleeve, Carlos thought, groaning a bit as Sebastian Novak swallowed his cock, was likely the day the world ended for all of them. He resisted the urge to chuckle, though, as he saw what came to the bed. The bunny tail had been a gag gift, and he'd never used it.

He turned his head, kissing Gael back and knowing that Bas had lifted those sharp blue eyes to watch as he sucked him. "Bring another one," he whispered against Gael's lips. "And a dildo, darling." He wasn't sure which of them he wanted to use it on, yet, but it was early yet.

Bas's expression was a bit suspicious as he watched Gael slip off the bed again, but he just chuckled against Carlos' cock, wringing another moan from the other man. "How many toys do you have?" He asked as he pulled off. "Abstinence must have been killing you, love. Can't have you raising your stress levels needlessly, you know." He sucked the head back in, and Carlos tipped his head back with another groan as he sank his fingers into Bas's hair and twisted a bit. Definitely the bunny tail for Sebastian Novak, he thought, and he tipped his head to whisper that to Gael as he came back to the bed. The boy needed something to cut through that smug confidence.

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Gael was happy enough to find another plug and dildo for the man. He wanted to ensure that he was, after all, content...so he might have done a little over kill and brought Carlos a selection to choose from- various sizes and styles. Dropping them down beside Carlos, he also raised a brow at Bas.

"Oh, I think we have a collection enough to last us for days and still have toys we'd not played with yet. Part of the spice really," he said lightly, fingers trailing lightly down Carlos' leg after he picked up the bunny tail as the man indicated and moved around the bed. Finding the lube, he slicked the toy up before he trailed slick fingers down across Bas' ass before teasing his hole playfully.

"Please don't tell me you are toy show- or rather....maybe you should. It would be a little more exciting for him." He teased as he eased a finger in slowly as he leaned in to kiss the other man's ass cheek softly before he nipped at it.

[stitchedandsown]

Carlos shook his head a bit at the veritable pile of dildos - most of which were Gael's, frankly - before he turned his attention to the pair between his legs. Sebastian had pulled back and was stroking his cock with one hand as he looked over his shoulder at Gael. He suspected, really, that Bas was learning what Carlos already was well aware of: Carlos might be the top, but Gael was usually the one pulling the strings.

Not always, of course. But most of the time.

For his part, Bas gave Gael a bit of an appraising look before he eyed the bunny tail plug in his hand with a very slight smirk. "Mm, all my dreams of a career as a Playboy bunny are coming true," he said as he rubbed his thumb over the slit of Carlos' cock, his lips curling up more when he heard a few muttered words of Spanish. He bent his head again to give Carlos' cock a light kiss. "As it happens," he said, "I'm not a toy virgin. Or any kind of virgin, really, but I have this suspicion that you have some things in that drawer I haven't played with yet." The last word ended on a gasp as Gael's finger slid into his ass, and he arched back slightly.

"Probably," Carlos said from the head of the bed, and his finger tugged sharply on Bas's hair, bringing his head back around. "I know Gael's extremely distracting, Sebastian," he purred, "but I'm feeling neglected, and ultimately that'll upset him, you know."

"Will it?" Bas said with a soft laugh infused with a little bit of a moan. "Well, darling, we can't have either one of those things," he murmured as he took Carlos back into his mouth."

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Well, Carlos did have a point Gael thought as he looked over Bas' body to the man leaning against the headboard on the bed. It would be disappointing if Bas wasn't able to properly multitask during sex, though he really rather doubted it all things considered. He leaned in and give the man's ass cheek a lewd lick of Carlos benefit before he lowered himself to his knees and deftly caught the tip of Bas' cock between his lips as he played with the man's ass.

Staying there he rather enjoyed himself for a while- licking and cocking on the man's cock before he pushed himself up to his feet again before he pushed the butt plug in, and made sure it was properly seated. He even fluffed it a little, twisting it from one side then the other as he teased Sebastian. He only stopped, really, when Carlos made a motion for him to get back in touching range.

"I wouldn't expect you to have been a virgin to either," he said, as if remembering the conversation finally, crawling onto the bed and laying his head against Carlos' stomach. "And well...you're welcome to look- find something you want to try. So long as you follow the rules, of course."

And as long as he didn't try to bring out the one thing that was, perhaps for a long time yet, not allowed. He'd have to let Carlos deal with that mess if it came about. For now, he thought as he slide closer to Carlos' cock, he was more focused on giving his attention to his lovers. When Bas pulled away, Gael's tongue lapped up the length of Carlos' cock, teasing the head a little before he wrapped his lips around it and swallowed it.

THis thread first as I'd prefer IT not to read it.

[stitchedandsown]

One never doubted that Gael Shaw could put on a show, Carlos thought as he watched his two lovers, at the foot of the bed. This one, though, was even better than he'd expected, and his eyes dilated a bit as Sebastian Novak moaned around his cock as Gael played. Their eyes met, occasionally, and Carlos read heat and promise in the Spade's eyes. His lips curved in response, though he didn't release Bas until Gael had shifted up to lean his head on his stomach.

Honestly, Carlos thought as the heat of Bas's mouth was replaced with the heat of Gael's, this would be his every fantasy if it weren't for his shoulder and his stitches. Still, he could make it close, and he beckoned Bas to move up towards the pillows. "Help me flat," he whispered. "Then kneel behind me, pet." The endearment Gael had chosen, Carlos thought as Bas Novak eased him onto his back, suited the younger man.

Bas, for his part, raised his brows before doing as Carlos asked, and then leaning down, his fingers combing through Carlos' hair. "¿Y ahora qué desea usted, señor?" he whispered, his teeth scraping along Carlos' ear. It was true that Spanish wasn't a particular popular language for the aristocratic of the Deck to know, and it was true that Jordan Novak had preferred French himself. But Sebastian was the son of a diplomat as well, and Ivona Wolf Novak had made certain her children knew more than a smattering of the most common languages spoken Outside.

Carlos laughed a little at the Spanish and leaned up to kiss Bas as he pressed the remote that controlled the plug in the other man's ass. He tasted the groan on Bas's lips, nipping gently as he pulled back. "¿Por qué no le damos un gusto?" He murmured back as he reached up to stroke Sebastian's cheek. "Pick one of the other two, darling."

Bas practically purred as he leaned back from the kiss and watched Carlos reach down to stroke Gael's cock. Ah, he was very glad he'd said yes to this proposition earlier today, he thought as he glanced at the other two plugs Gael had picked out and chose a large purple glass one, setting it on his knee as slicked his fingers with lube and watched Carlos lick the head of Gael's cock. He'd done threesomes before, of course, but not everyone his age was as creative as Gael and Carlos were. God knew they weren't as hot.

He leaned and tranced one finger around Gael's entrance teasingly before he pushed two inside and pumped. Mm, it was such a pretty picture, watching these two, he thought as he curved his fingers to stroke them against Gael's inner walls and leaned forward to press his lips against one ass cheek. He drew his hand away an slicked up the plug, raising higher on his knees and glancing at Carlos before he pushed in firmly inside, and watching as Carlos swallowed more of Gael's cock as he pushed more of the plug into Gael's ass.

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Gael was quite used to being used as a bit of a toy himself during threesomes. He didn't quite mind it, really, though he did realize it was often because he was the smallest of the group- at least when it had involved just men. In the end, it had taught him a trick or two about being able to stay on task even when someone else was trying very hard to distract him- like both Bas and Carlos were doing at the moment.

And it worked, to some effect as he moaned softly around the thick cock in his mouth, eyes cracking open just barely as he looked back at Carlos. The large plug was not too large, but it certain had caught his attention as Bas pushed it in. His ass was quite willing to take it, hungry for it perhaps as he pulled up to keep himself from clenching teeth down on Carlos' cock; something he imagined his lover would hardly have appreciated.

His hand took up where his mouth let go as he looked over his should at Bas. Had he heard Bas speaking Spanish, or really thought about who Carlos was speaking to...he would have very much hated Spanish a little more and suspected them of plotting against him.

But for now he settled for turning a little, giving Carlos more room to play with his cock, and for him to reach back and pull Bas tightly against him...and to kiss the damn smug man who toyed with the plug still only halfway into his ass. "You're a tease, you know." He murmured against the man's lips as they pulled away just a little, smiling all the same. "Next thing you'll be trying to do is tie me up."

Which, really, Gael did rather enjoy that. It was as addicting as it was maddening.

[stitchedandsown]

Carlos most certainly would not have appreciated teeth, but even so, there was a bit of a disappointed murmur when Gael pulled off his cock. He propped himself up on an elbow as he watched Gael and Sebastian together. To be utterly fair, if he thought on it, he was treating both his lovers a bit like toys in this threesome - even though Bas was a bit taller than he was. He was younger, and more like Gael than he was like Carlos, really. More playful and wild than intense.

Bas laughed as Gael pulled him closer, and he met Gael's lips in a playful kiss as he pushed that plug in deeper. When he felt the jolt of a vibration from the one in his own ass, he gasped a bit and glanced back over his shoulder at Carlos, cocking his head a bit at the smirk on the Nine's lips. He wasn't sure that he was alone in being smug, really. "Vous êtes les deux braves, de toute façon, cheri, he whispered against Gael's lips with a chuckle. His French, like his Spanish, was conversationally fluent. He'd struggle with certain words and phrases, though, and so he switched back to English after that single sentence. "You're the one who brought the rope to the party. One might deduce that either you want to be tied up, or you want to tie me up." He pressed the plug all the way in and twisted the handle a bit. "And I'm not going to object to either of those things, love. Within reason."

[memorylost]

Carlos was almost always smug about things in the bedroom. In other areas of his life? Perhaps not, the bedroom? Of course he was. He was a top, and by all accounts in Gael's book- that usually meant a certain level of smugness came with it.

But as for his French? Gael was fluent. His schooling had, on top of acting classes and dance classes also included a French Tutor. Not so much for the language- he'd been born speaking it. It was more for the reading and writing part of it. For all intents and purposes, Gael could have been French born and raised. "Une allumeuse? Bien sûr, je suis une allumeuse, ma chérie. Je suis né sur une scène, je voulais être une star et je demande personnellement d'être le centre d'attention en tout temps. Comment pourrais-je être pas une allumeuse?" He said sweetly, even as he turned away from Bas to lick the hard length of Carlos' cock before he pumped it a little more and looked up at Carlos with a bit of stubborn poutiness.

"Within reason?" He asked, though, turning to look at Bas again. Please define 'within reason', I do not think we have the same definition of the phrase- and really....perhaps Carlos should decide who gets the rope."

[fistandbone]

Bas would not be surprised if they'd had the same tutor, he and Gael, though in his case French was not spoken at home - only on the frequent vacations to France, the ones that always avoided Lyon, where his grandmother was said to live in exile, but went to all other parts of the country and Monaco. "Ah, mais aussi votre amoureux, ma chéri. Peut-être pas trop évidemment.." Still, he caught Gael in another kiss, because he was a tease too, and didn't break it until he felt Carlos pulling him back.

Carlos nudged him onto his back and pulled him in for an open-mouthed kiss. Why, after all, he thought, shouldn't Gael get the benefit of a show, too. "I think I will decide who gets tied up," he said as he looked back at Gael, at that delicious pout that he wanted to kiss from his face. "Darling, how would you tie up our little Spade?" He asked. Little was maybe inaccurate, but Bas had earned a bit of smug in return, to his mind.

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There was a part of Gael who thought that Sebastian Novak was trouble, in a way that Carlos probably would have hated even if the sex was delicious. For one, Bas spoke Gael's preferred language, and he encouraged every little terrible habit that he could have. Finding himself pulled up to kiss Bas again, he almost completely pulled away from Carlos as he wrapped an arm around Bas' neck. At least until Carlos stole him away.

Watching Carlos kiss Bas in a lewd, suggestive kiss he laid back against Carlos' stomach an arm lazily draped over the man's body as he appreciated his view. "Oh....certainly a frogtie, getting the ankle up against his ass cheek, and all the way down to his knees. Then....I don't know- I don't know what he likes- but probably a reverse prayer. So that he can be on full display for us. I mean, he does have a rather nicely shaped cock. It would be a shame to hide it."

Pushing himself up, Gael straddled Carlos' stomach as he watched them both, before reaching out for the rope that has been pushed off to the side. "He'll need a word, love. To keep from getting himself hurt."

[stitchedandsown]

Despite his very determined march up the ranks, and despite his laser focus on his ambitions and education - there was something wild in Bas, something that didn't seem like either his elegant mother or his rather authoratative father. But it was something less than a mystery if you considered Jordan Novak in the Hearts, and when you considered the men Jordan had been best friends with. That kind of control just had to have a release valve.

Still, even with that wildness, there was a start of surprise as Gael spoke. He supposed he should have guessed, given that Gael had brought rope in a deep purple shade. If you had purple rope, you probably knew what you were doing with it, and Gael Shaw clearly did. The serious consideration in Carlos Sanchez's eyes showed that he knew what he was doing.

"You're right, darling," he said, looking over to where Gael was straddling him as he pulled back from Sebastian. "Pick your safe word, cher," he said, his lips twitching with the French endearment; the only sign that he'd noted the flurry of French. "Something easy to remember. Probably nothing French." There was a part of him, really, that suspected that Bas was somewhat new to this level of games. At least, he thought, not as experienced as he and Gael.

Carlos wasn't wrong about that; Bas would tell him that these kinds of games involved an amount of time he didn't usually have to devote to sex, and his eyes flicked between the two men. It was an odd feeling, to be a little bit the toy, he thought, then shrugged it off. "Keep it simple," he said lightly. "Yellow to slow down, red to stop."

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Wildness was something everyone knew existed in Gael. It was, sometimes, exhausting for him to even keep up with the expectations that others had put on him- from his expected attire to his sexual antics in the bedroom. At times, though, he really wished he wasn't who he was. Other times he didn't much care.

"Do you want to do the honors?" He asked Carlos, even as he leaned in and pressed his lips against the older man's chest, "or should I?" Though, really...Gael glanced sidelong at Bas for a moment, before leaning in to whisper softly in Carlos' ear. "He's new to it, love....perhaps we should pick just one, until he ask for more, mm?" He suspected that while Bas might have been willing to do it, he also might not have been mentally prepared for being totally at someone else's mercy. It was not something to be rushed into.

Pulling back, he reached out for the rope, before he leaned closer to Bas, pulling him back as he whispered in his ear, "I really have to ask- do you prefer fucking or being fucked? We never did get to that."

[fistandbone]

It was interesting, really, the intersections of their reputations. His and Gael's, perhaps even Sebastian's. Most people didn't know or think about the kind of antics Carlos got up to. Everyone seemed to think they knew what Gael did, and perhaps most of the time they were right. And he had a feeling some people thought Bas Novak got up to more than he really did.

He turned his head to give Gael a soft kiss. "I'll do it, darling," he said, taking the rope from Gael. One or the other was definitely the way to go, he thought as he pushed himself up. There was something apprehensive behind the King of Spades' son's eyes.

Bas watched the two of them together for a moment before he focused his attention on Gael and his whispered question. Ah, that one. "You're going to make me pick?" He murmured back. "I suppose if I have to - being fucked over fucking. By a hair." What was Carlos going to do to him, he wondered. There'd been something about that whispering that had...made him a little nervous, really.

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"Mm," he murmured, reaching out to pull Bas closer. He honestly didn't want to move from Carlos, but as the man sat up, well....He was going to have to give him back his legs at some point. It was reluctantly that he moved from Carlos, moving on his knees toward Bas as he wrapped his arms around the man's waist from behind, pushing up against his back. "Personally, I have a love for being fucked." He said, though he left out that he also didn't actually get the chance to switch it up often. It was one of the many effects of being the smaller male in a male/male pairing.

His hands pushed down to explore Bas' body as he stretched himself himself up to peek over the other man's shoulder to Carlos. Leaning in he pressed his lips to the other man's shoulder as he grasped the man's cock and started to pump it ever so slowly. "Carlos is rather good at being a top, though. He gives it hard and rough, rather the way I do enjoy it most. What do you desire most, pet, during sex?" He asked, nipping at the side of Bas' neck as he pumped his hand and fondled the man's balls. "What do you want?"

[stitchedandsown]

Honestly, those stitches couldn't come out soon enough, Carlos thought as Gael shifted off of him to pull Sebastian back towards him. He moved onto his knees carefully. Really, it was the stitches that were most of the problem. The shoulder would heal slowly, but it wasn't hindering him that much at this point. He couldn't pick Gael up, not for a few months, but he had most of a range of motion with it. The stitches, though. They were in the way.

He took the rope from Gael, but didn't seem all that interested in doing much with it. Instead he watched Gael purring in Bas's ear as he stroked his cock, and he lifted a brow as the Spade looked over at him. "Don't be shy," he said as he moved close enough to give Bas a lingering kiss, before capturing Gael's chin and repeating the gesture. "Gael likes to please, and I don't mind it so much myself."

The two of them were just not really fair, Bas thought as Carlos pulled back from the unexpected kiss. Maybe the problem was that the threesomes he'd done had not been with people who were quite this...attuned to each other, he supposed. And to him. It had been about getting their own pleasure, largely, maybe playing some games, and it had all been faster and done sooner than Gael and Carlos were interested in. There was a part of him who wondered if he'd gotten in too deep. He tilted his head to watch Carlos kiss Gael inches away from his own face. His lips curved up a bit. "I'm not as much for hard and rough, generally, cheri," he said. "Je veux perdre l'esprit. Je veux que vous me faites perdre l'esprit. I like to lose control," he added in English for Carlos' benefit. He was very like his father in several ways; people were always telling him he had Jordan's drive and Jordan's looks and Jordan's mind. And he had an iron grip on his control the way his father did, too - it was how he dealt with the rigors of his education and the expectation that he'd rise swiftly through the ranks.

But Sebastian needed to lose that control sometimes or it got to be a bit much. He wasn't sure that his father was the same way, there.

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He could do that, Gael thought, as he pulled away from Carlos' lips. His hands continued to move over Bas' body, as he turned his face to press one kiss and then another kiss against the warm flesh. It was becoming increasingly clear that Bas didn't really know what he wanted, or liked- which Gael found mildly frustrating, if only because he didn't know what to give the man to satisfy him.

But he could let him lose his mind. He could give him the experience of losing all control. It would have been easier with Carlos at his peak, but for now he could work around it. It also gave him a little bit of an idea. He nodded his head toward the head board, before slowly guiding Bas down the to bed, rolling the man onto his back as Carlos took the time to carefully tie Bas' hands up above his head.

Trailing his fingers down Bas' chest, Gael straddled the younger man's chest as he pulled Carlos up into a lewd, hungry kiss. He guided the other man's hands down his body, around to his ass as he deepened that kiss, tested the resolve of his lover to not give in to his desires. All the while he kept his own cock just out of reach from Bas, his hands reaching back to brush teasingly close to the bound man's cock without touching it.

It wasn't until a small, frustrated grunt escaped Bas' lips that Gael grinned against Carlos' lips, and he pulled away from Carlos and shifted himself off Bas in order to guide Carlos down to the bound man's cock, whispering suggestively in Carlos' ear before he slinked back up the bed to catch Bas' lips in his own.

[stitchedandsown]

He shouldn't be surprised, really, Carlos thought as he wrapped the purple rope around Bas's arms and wrists and bound him to the headboard. The expectations were high when you were the son of a king - he'd seen that with Ty. And that was with Elisha Kagan as a father, Jordan Novak would be a different kettle of fish.

"Relax," he murmured to Sebastian. "We'll take care of you, eventually." Eventually being the keyword, he thought as he leaned over the younger man to take Gael's mouth in a hungry, demanding kiss. His hands slid over Gael's skin. If they were too give Bas an extremely frustrating show, he thought, he could certainly make it a good one, and he toyed a bit with the plug still wedged in Gael's ass as Gael teased the man bound beneath him.

Relax, he said, Bas thought as he frowned a bit petulantly underneath them, trying to shift closer to Gael's teasing hands. Relax, as if that was really an option. Usually, by now, he would have come at least once, but instead it had been back and forth, give and take. He didn't mind so much, he thought as he licked his lips, but for the fact that he felt increasingly out of his depth. Which was exactly what he'd told Gael he wanted, of course. "Are you going to make me beg?" He asked against Gael's lips as he felt Carlos' hand wrap around his cock and pump before he then felt a wash of hot breath across it.

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"Of course, pet." Gael purred as he leaned into Carlos, his back arching just a little as the other man played with the plug his ass. For a moment, he really didn't give a damn about what Bas wanted as his lips met with Carlos' again for a hungry, demanding kiss. He reached back to grasp Bas' cock and pumped it slowly.

There was no rush to his movements as he moved, his other hand coming up to slip around Carlos' neck as he pulled the man closer as he moved. He did not think he was going to hold himself to good behavior, with the man's stitches preventing him from doing a thing, at the rate they were going. Perhaps because he suspected that Bas wasn't fully prepared to give Gael what he wanted completely.

"I really hate you right now," he murmured against Carlos lips before he caught them again in a kiss, moving his hand around Bas' cock a little faster before let go and pulled away from Carlos to lean down and catch Bas' lips in a hungry, demanding kiss that was deceptively gentle as it was firm.

[stitchedandsown]

They were a pair who knew exactly what the other one wanted, Bas thought as he watched with heavy-lidded eyes. If his hands were free, he's be stroking himself as watched the two of them. He didn't think he'd ever had a lover he'd known as well as Gael knew Carlos, and Carlos knew Gael. His were usually one night stands, and if not that, strictly, then very much short term. Very much efficient and quick and solely about getting off as well.

He groaned as Gael pumped his cock, his eyes closing a moment before opening again and locking on the pair before him, and his breath caught a bit as Carlos looked over for a moment between kisses and met his stare. It was, a little, like the other man could see right through him. See what he wanted even better than he could himself. But then Gael was kissing him, and Carlos' mouth was hot and wet on his cock, sucking and teasing until Bas started to struggle against the bonds and moan into Gael's mouth.

Carlos crawled up him, his head appearing behind Gael's shoulder to stare for a moment before he smiled. He didn't strictly speaking know what Bas Novak wanted, he thought. But he had one or two suspicions, based on tonight. He'd been honest, as far as it went; he wanted to lose control. But Carlos suspected what he really wanted was for someone to take it from him - and that, at least, Carlos could do with a little help. His fingers slipped into Gael's hair and he tugged him away from Bas to whisper in his ear as he pulled the plug out of his ass. "Our pet needs lessons," he whispered into Gael's ear, setting the plug aside. "I'll teach him exactly how to fuck you like you want, mm, cariño? Ride his cock and I'll tell him how to fuck you until you're begging."

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Gael was not, always, the easiest of people to please in the heat of the moment. Perhaps no one knew that as well as Carlos- who pulled a reaction out of Gael that was close to a look a pure pleasure as his hair was tugged, and his head angled back uncomfortably. He looked at the man for just a moment, listening to what he was told before slowly nodding and moving down Bas' body until he was straddled over the man's groin.

Lifting himself up, he reached back and held the younger man's stiff cock upright before he looked about for the lube. Finding it, he slicked his fingers just a little before reaching back and sliding them over the younger man's member. It wasn't, strictly speaking, as slick as it probably should have been, but it was enough to at least make it bearable for most people.

Slowly he lowered himself down, watching Bas as the man watched him impale himself of his cock. He spread his knees as far apart as he could, giving Bas a clear view of his hairless body, of his cock bouncing up and down as his hips moved along the thick member in ass. He leaned back, supporting his weight on one arm as he slowly started to pump his own cock. Carlos would teach Bas whatever it was he was going to teach him, but until then Gael was going to make his own sort of pleasure as it were.

[fistandbone]

It was a pretty sight, Carlos thought, and Bas clearly thought the same, he reflected as he watched the younger man tug at his bonds. "You're going to give yourself bruises," he whispered as he settled next to Sebastian. His hands stroked over Bas's skin, giving into the need to touch as they watched Gael. "He's a gorgeous one, isn't he? Makes you want to give him what he wants." And that was just what Gael had told him, Carlos thought as he stroked his fingers through soft, dark hair.

But sometimes a few more details were in order, really. He could see how Gael's description of his likes had lacked specificity. "He wants you to fuck him so hard it seems like you could break him. You won't. He can take it. He wants to take it. If it hurts a little bit, that's exactly what he needs." It could be hard to believe that was true, he thought, if you didn't usually play these kinds of games. "Buck into him hard. Make him lose that grip on his cock. Make him sob with it, baby."

He wet his lips as Bas looked at him with just a flash of the arrogance he'd lost when he'd started to feel over his head with their games, and Carlos laughed as he watched Bas thrust into him violently hard. "Like that," the Spade purred. "Or harder?"

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It was a challenge to keep himself from falling back against the bed as Bas thrusted up into him, pushing him up. Much to Carlos' plan, it did not take but a few of those well timed thrust for Gael to release his cock in favor of keeping himself from falling off the bed with an unexpected thrust.

"Certainly harder," Gael purred as he moved, pushing himself up he rocked his hips back as he leaned forward and braced himself against the headboard with one hand pushing down on Bas' chest. "I'm sure you can....do that."

[stitchedandsown]

Carlos still murmured in his ear, egging him on, really, as Bas took Gael with the kind of a hard rhythm that he probably hadn't used in the bedroom before. Carlos could hardly blame him; he and Gael weren't exactly in the normal range.

"Harder?" Bas said though, in an arch sort of voice. "I can, but do you want it enough to untie one of my hands?" He could be rougher, he thought, if he had the leverage to grab Gael closer.