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His moaning is loud in her ear, but she's got more pressing concerns, like how excellent his cock feels inside her, and how amazing it sounds to hear him growl and keen and moan. Still, it's loud. She buries her fingers in his hair and pulls him by it sideways to kiss him, smothering those beautiful sparkling noises for the moment, then breaking it to moan herself as he hits one of her sweet spots. "F-faster--!" she says, to Eiji or no one in particular, and pulls Ankh's face back to hers for another smothering kiss.

To be honest, Eiji is pretty well satisfied with the pace as-is, but then again he's not really the one in charge. He increases the pace as well as he can, and levels his forehead against Hina's shoulder, breath huffing against her skin.

The window is open, and the room should be cool, but Eiji is very, very warm.

Ankh feels hot pressed between them, but only in a good way. Eiji is the one being commanded so he can just enjoy Hina being forceful as he kisses her back, still just as noisy against her mouth but the sound muffled by the kiss. Ankh has never seen the point of being quiet, so it was always something that had to be forced on him.

The Greed does what he can to help out though, invested in Eiji going faster and helping with his own pace with Hina. Tangling a hand in her hair as he tries to make the kiss as deep as possible.

She likes them best all tangled together like this, and it's times like now that make it impossible for her to care how much noise they're making or what the other tenants at the hotel might be thinking. Ankh's voice is humming against her lips and his cock is moving in her and she gasps into the kiss as she feels her climax approaching. Her legs tremble against Eiji and Ankh's sides, and she throws her head back with a loud cry of her own... "ANHH... YES!"

Eiji has never been particularly worried about what the other inhabitants of the hotel would think of anything he does, but that might just be because of the company he typically keeps. In any event, none of that even matters because this time, this moment, is everything. His grip on Ankh's thighs is slick and tight with sweat, and he finally shifts them to curl his hands up over Hina's hips from behind. There is no way he's going to last that much longer.

Ankh just takes the chance from her pulling back from the kiss to suck at Hina's neck, keeping his same pace even as he can feel Hina tight around him from her orgasm, intent on riding her through it until he's told to stop. He still has more time till he reaches his own peak, but he's content to see how much longer Eiji lasts and what they both do. He'll be taken care of either way, so right now thinking about anything but the women shuddering under him or the man who he can feel so close to the edge seems foolish. Letting his senses as a Greed give him a closer feel of that pleasure from both of them then normal human senses would.

Edited 2012-11-05 09:21 (UTC)

Hina's muscles roll around Ankh's cock, and her head rolls back as she clamps down on his shoulders with her strong hands. "Ahhhhh!" She shouts and moans and pants as her orgasm washes over her. Heedless of what might be happening to her two partners, she pulls them as hard as she can into herself with her legs. It is pretty hard.

Eiji kind of yelps when he gets hauled closer, and shifts his hands from Hina's body to the mattress. He's still moving, though, single-minded in that respect as he pants against Hina's shoulderblade.

That's going to leave bruises, and half-distracts him from the pleasure he's feeling, making Ankh make an undignified squawk that he'll be sure to deny later. His neck nip to Hina's neck is rouger, a reminder that her stopping any potential roof injuries earlier doesn't matter if she's just going to manhandle them too much now, but he's quick to follow it up with a soft kiss to the spot.

But it's hard to stay annoyed with Eiji pounding into him or how hot and sharp Hina's pleasure is, which is annoying in it's own way. The feedback reaches a tipping point, and his thoughts are swept away in the stimulation overload, arms going weak as his eyes roll back, having to just trust Eiji can keep them going as he gasps into Hina's neck.

Hina doesn't get the message in the bite, it just sparks off more pleasure as she rides out the last waves of her orgasm. She lets go, stretching her arms up behind her head and loosening her legs as she lets out a deep sigh of pleasure while the two of them continue their ministrations.

She manages a soft, "You can keep going...." as she stretches her neck, feeling the aftereffects of the pleasure all over her body. She has the capability to come again in her, though it's a coin toss whether she will each time.

Well, he's at least glad for the permission, because there was no way he was going to be able to stop now, hovering at the precipice as he was. His thrusts pick up in force and speed before he tumbles right over the edge into orgasm. "Ahh--" he moans, half-smothered against Hina's back, and pats around for Ankh's arm.

Ankh feels Hina still under him, relaxing as Eiji coils tighter and tighter. Only half hears her words as the dark haired man rocks with him, Ankh pressing into the secondhand desire until it bursts, groaning himself as he feels Eiji start to grow limp inside him and the blond pulls back to just his body's senses.

Ankh's breath is still short, skin sweaty from the heat of both of them pressed against him, and his dick is throbbing. Orgasm feeling painfully far away and too close at the same time. It's hard to focus on anything, thoughts foggy, but Ankh does feel Eiji's groping and manages to reach back as he keeps gasping into Hina's neck. Mind too fried for much else for the next few moments.

She can see Eiji coming in his face and to a lesser extent, in Ankh's. She curls her arm around the both of them and hums pleasantly, stroking whatever flesh she can reach with her hands, her touch feather-light.

She leans forward and licks at Ankh's earlobe, chewing at it. His motion inside her is still welcome and pleasurable, but just soft echoes of her previous orgasm. Comfortable and familiar and pleasant.

Eiji leans into Hina's as he comes down from his orgasm, and from there it's a matter of pulling far enough away to shift back. He catches his hand in Ankh's and drums his left hand across Ankh's side, sweeping down to brush over them both equally, and he lowers down a little against Ankh's back, scraping teeth at his shoulder. "Come on, Ankh," he hums, pleasantly.

Ankh shuts his eyes, more pliable to words from Eiji with how overwhelmed his senses are. As great as the conflict is, taking what he wants and expecting the dark haired man to try to do the same, he doesn't need it right now. He just needs Hina to keep touching him as contentment radiates off her, for Eiji's mouth to keep spurring him on multiple ways.

He could open himself more to their desire, let that carry him over the final bit as he picks up his rhythm inside her. But as much as he wants to gorge himself on this feeling he knows it would just be too much. So Ankh pushes himself to deeper thrusts, clinging to both of them as he keeps his balance.

Ankh can feel how close he is, how it's getting closer with thrust. It still feels frustratingly far, but he never has been one to give up.

Hina's head rolls back as she continues to ride Ankh's dick, smiling, laughing low in her throat. "Come on, Ankh..." She reaches up to muss his normally so perfectly coiffed hair, to stroke his face. "Come for us..." The two of them are used to him taking just a little bit of time by now.

Hina feels another orgasm approaching at a distance, but she's happy to have it or not, stretching her back and then pulling herself closer to her two strange boyfriends, kissing Ankh on the lips and stroking the side of Eiji's face.

Ankh never feels more human to Eiji than in the moments where he's searching for his fulfillment. It's not always romantic--especially since Ankh's fulfillment often falls under 'Cell Medals', 'Popsicles', and 'Expensive Brand Name Electronics', not always in that order--but in these spaces, where Ankh's customary roughness gave way a little, it certainly is. Eiji's hands close tight at Ankh's hips.

"Ankh," he says, soft over the tail end of Hina's voice, and he turns his face into Hina's palm as her fingers find his cheek, brushing a kiss over it. His mouth lingers, for a moment, and he reaches up to close his fingers around her slim wrist. Silently, he sucks her first two fingertips into his mouth, and slides his other hand up over Ankh's chest, finding his nipple with his fingers. He squeezes.

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[No rush, boys~ She's probably got a bit more in her :V]

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