RP post, kind of, VERY locked to tm-wintergreen and lady-kane

[sylph_fics]

Continuing the current RP-plot



Deep in the depths of sleep, a nightmare building in his mind, Slade half-noticed movement that did not fit the dreams, sounds that were not the ones of batt--

Instead, there was solid, strong warmth against his back, against his chest... His senses all said he was safe, and the nightmare that had been trying to build was chased away by gentle, known, familiar hands, and light voices that reassured him. He half-woke, looked, and settled into sleep again, without ever fully coming to grips with his surroundings change.

It would be several hours more before he would start to wake again, and that not due to nightmares, but more because his body simply would not let him sleep longer.

Not that his conscious mind was engaged yet. No, only the senses and instincts spoke, telling him of familiar scents against his chest, his back; familiar sounds of beloved heartbeats and breath; feel of his wife in his arms and his partner behind him.... //Dreaming... I have to be..//

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Addie watching him, surprise and tension in her body but no anger... no anger, tha--

He couldn't even whimper, breath sizing up in a harsh pant as Wintergreen stroked across his length, eye closing, hand still caressing Addie, hand sliding down towards her waist.

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

I have far too many clothes on for right now. For this look on Slade's face, I need very badly to be naked.

Press my mouth to his cheek for a moment before slipping out of his grip, stripping off slacks and undergarments, standing still for a moment just so I can look at them.

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Low whine as Addie slipped out of his hand, eye opening to track her, breathing her scent, hearing the way her pulse ran hard and fast... slide of the zipper on her slacks harsh, welcome sound as she--

His wife, naked in front of him, confident and poised as she had ever been, beautiful, breathtaking, hair back behind her shoulders from a toss of her head, green eyes dark... He tried to breathe, pressed back into the strong line of Wintergreen's hard body behind him, and looked at her face as she studied them both.

Wintergreen's hand lying on the inner line of his hip, kneeling up behind him, mouth level with his ear--obvious from every sound of his steady breathing; his other hand still low behind him, firm, possessive hold... His own head still against Wintergreen's shoulder, open as he could make himself to them both...

God, he needed them. Needed this like he needed air.

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

"A pretty sight," I murmur quietly, and the flicker of amusement on Wintergreen's face makes me smile. Echo of his own words, and honest.

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Slade shuddered at the look on her face, the possessive, dangerous blaze in her eyes only half covered by her amused pleasure, by the purr in her words... He turned his hand up against his thigh, stetching it open in a plea. //Addie... please?//

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

I am not capable of resisting the want in his face, the plea of his open hand. One step to reach the bed again, a half-second to shift onto it, and my hands on him make him shake, make him tilt his head back farther into Wintergreen's shoulder and spread his legs a trifle more widely.