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This is working wonderfully. Garrett hadn’t expected Barry to get whiney so soon—his mistake, really. Barry is frustrated and so is Rae, and Hawke gets to play with them both. His hand tightens in her wealth of red hair and he pulls her in closer. With the other hand he gropes her boldly, covering a breast with his massive hand and massaging slowly, his thumb rubbing her nipple.

“Be a good girl now, and put that pretty mouth to use,” he orders warmly, and forces her head down to his cock.

Just off to the side, out of reach, she could hear the ropes snap a little tighter and she knew what that meant. It shouldn't have excited her so much to know that he had actually strained against the bindings over something so simple but it did. And then he whined and she swore she could feel the vibrations of the sound run down her back.

The focus, however, shifted again and she found herself leaning into the large hand in her hair enjoying the slight sting of the tension at her scalp until Hawkes other hand fully groped at her breast. It felt so good, not just the touch but the way he just took it. Her past had made her so reluctant for so long, needing control more than anything--but now, she realized how much she had missed not having any. Arching into his hand, Rae offered a half purring sound and squeezed his cock in her hand in response.

Good girl.

That was a new one but she really liked it because she knew she wasn't. Not really.

It takes a half second to adjust so that his pushing is somewhat comfortable, but she's too eager, too wanton to complain when her lips brush against the crown of him. Even just the taste makes her moan again, knees spreading further apart on the sheets below her, the tip of her tongue slowly following every ridge and vein before flattening against him and licking all the way back up to the top to flick and toy with the piercing she had enjoyed before. The size of Hawke's cock would be a bit trickier than she was used to, to be honest, but her jaw dropped a little to make more room before she pulled him into her mouth a little at a time; sucking over him, taking her time to just let her tongue roll against him, and humming which only reminded her of Barry and making her whimper a little again.

Hawke settles back and lets out a pleased breath at the warmth of her mouth. Rae is good at this, eager and skilled with following the ridges and veins, the sensitive skin, the piercing making him moan openly. Her mouth feels absolutely amazing, and the sight of her draws another moan from him every time he opens his eyes and sees her again.

"You look gorgeous like this," he purrs, hand tightening in that wealth of red hair. "I knew your mouth would feel good. Maker - mm- I want to see what you look like when you come. Touch yourself with your other hand- just your clit, no going inside. I bet Barry's magic tongue could get you to the edge right away."

He pulls her hair while she works, talking in low, rich tones that wrap around the three of them like incense. Those full lips wrapped around his cock makes him want to push her head down and fuck her throat- but he's not that dickish, or that stupid. Instead he'll settle for seeing her work hard to please him, the warmth, and painting a picture with his words.

"We could get you to the edge again and again- or make you come over and over. Barry, love, what do you think? Do you want to give her as many orgasms as she can have, or would you like to have them instead? Who's getting teased tonight?"

Barry knows by now how Garrett works- even with orgasm denial and teasing, there's still one big O at the end. But he wants to make Barry choose. Hear whether Barry will ask for orgasms of his own or ask to pleasure someone else.

"Let me make her come," Barry pleads almost at once, his eyes fastened to the thick length of Garrett's as it slides past her straining lips. He knows that fullness, that delicious, almost painful stretch, and he whimpers, gaze tripping downward to the gentle sway of her breasts as she moves.

The air of the room is already close, damp and smelling of sex, and it only makes Barry more eager for it. He vibrates, beginning to phase before he's truly aware of it, and snaps back to solidity with a flush. He's actually trying to be good, but they're making it damn difficult.

At a certain point, lulled by the richer tones of Hawkes voice, Raegan almost gets lost in the the act. His hand tugs at her hair, lighting up nerve endings and her jaw rocks a little more so she can shift forward a touch more and pull his cock deeper into her mouth, humming against him with every little bump of her throat. The order comes and she pulls off of him briefly to breath and lick up a little drip of saliva dripping along his length, stroking it away with her hand before guiding him back into her mouth; deeper all at once and then reaching down between her legs to do as she's told.

It takes a little hesitation to not slid a finger inside of herself but he manages well enough. Two fingers slide through her own wetness, dampening her fingers before using her own slick to rub over her clit; she moaned, she knows she did, but it's mostly muffled by Hawkes cock against her tongue.

They're talking, and Barrys rushed response makes her squirm a little, needy and impatient.

Between Barry's hunger and Raegan's mouth, Hawke's cheeks are starting to color pink from warm arousal. Having the two of them sweetly eager for him and so obedient is intensely erotic, Barry quivering on his leash and Raegan's lips around his cock.

And she's good at it. Humming and sucking, working her tongue along his shaft, stroking his cock and letting out a moan that hums around him and makes him moan.

"Since you asked so nicely," Hawke answers Barry, finally looking at his love. Sweating, desperate, eyes wide and dark, mouth open and panting. Fuck, it's hot. Hawke pulls Raegan off his cock by her hair and brings her up for a deep, filthy kiss that's all too short before he breaks it to lean over and untie Barry's leash from the bed post. All he does is tug on the leash once and say, "Come on up, now."

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