"Why must you be so darn reasonable. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to stay furious when you're making sense?" She pouts.
His hand moves from where the bite would have been to stroke down her face, "I love you. I have no desire to see you caged, but I want your safety to be as important to you as other people's safety is to you."
"So. Is that a promise to stay with your shield then, love?" he asks teasingly. His fingertips travel up between her breasts, up to the middle of her chest, then begin to play lazily back and forth along her collar bones.
It's very hard to think straight with Dev's fingertips so distracting. But she is beginning to feel terrible for upsetting her lovers so much, and that is enough to pull her back to earth for the moment.
First, "My safety is important to me... it's just... when the tarantula went after you... I... I sort of stopped thinking. I just... I was very ...distraught. All that went through my head was the opening I saw that let me hurt it like it hurt you, and so I took it, I never even considered I could get hurt. Now... Now I know better. I'll be more careful." She says quietly to Jo.
In response to Dev, a very subdued, her voice sounding sad, and almost ashamed that she worried her two lovers so, "yes." She pauses, emotion heavy in her very soft voice, "I'll stay with Trollblood so he can protect me." She sounds very vulnerable when she's sad about having disappointed her loves. "I'm... I'm sorry."
Her lips respond to Jo's kiss, kept from being able to follow him and prolong the kiss, by Dev's weight still on her, she moves under Dev, ever so slightly, her hips and pelvis gyrating of their own volition.
She takes a breath. Lets it out slowly. "I did, didn't I?" A small smile, a bit of pride quite visible. Then, more serious, "But I should have waited for Trollblood to move up with me. He could have probably kept me from taking that hit. And that almost took me out. I barely fought off the poison." She admits. And she hates admitting weakness. Then a smile again, "I am pretty fierce though, you have to admit. Grr argh." Now she's just being silly.
Dev smiles adoringly at the woman beneath him, "Thank you, Kitten. I am so proud of you for being willing to get past your emotions, learn from what has passed before...and know that you most definitely are loved..by both of us." He smiles at her growl, then lowers himself until his weight is fully upon her, his mouth finding her neck briefly one more time, arms encircling her, his right hand moves to support her neck as he turns onto his back, pulling her up and onto him. He lies relaxed underneath her, admiring her above him, or what he can see of her. His right hand again caresses her hair, her neck, her back. Her weight relaxed, resting upon him, unless she chooses to move.
...and at least a part of Dev suddenly stiffens in direct counterpoint to Parker's softness. He breathes out long and slowly, closes his eyes and whets his lips with hands on her thighs, fully relaxed except for one most particular place, fully trusting in his love and willing to let her do as she will. He luxuriates in the sensations her motions cause within him. "Gods, Kitty...love, so what did I do to deserve you again?" he opens his eyes, admiring her but finding her own eyes above all else, his look communicates the love he feels for no other besides her.
She smiles at Dev's words. Her full lips don an utterly wanton expression. She doesn't answer in words yet. Her hips move back and forth, allowing her moisture to spread all over his hardening shaft. Once he is he fully engorged, she continues to tease him. She does not impale herself upon him. But her wicked hips undulate readily, keeping him hard, stimulated, ever so slightly pleasured.
She turns that wanton gaze to Jo, and a soft delicate hand touches Jo's hip, stomach, chest. Works on undoing laces if he is wearing anything, and pulling off the offending clothing. As she caresses her alchemist lover with one hand, the other touches one of Dev's hands, brushing against his fingers ever so lightly. She directs his fingers over her hip, to her behind, then lets go of the hand she has placed there, to return to paying attention to his chest. Lazy swirly patterns are traced upon his skin by her warm fingers.
"Would you like a detailed list, or does a summary suffice?" She continues to tease. Her words meant for both men. Full lips in a naughty smile. "You are yourself. You are silly and wonderful and caring and possessive and strong and sometimes you are terrifying, but always you are everything with love for me. You stand up to me and for me. You are not afraid to get your hands dirty. You care about my happiness and welfare more than your own. You know your own strength. You know mine. And I think... had I continued to throw a hissy fit, either of you two, would not have hesitated to deservedly take me over your knee." Her voice almost husky with pleasure. She loves both Jo and Dev. The idea of them taking her in hand, of them having already done so with their words and gazes, excites her, makes her feel vulnerable, wanted, desired, yet safe and loved.
With that last sentence said, she rises up, and impales herself upon Dev. Her heat and moisture engulfs his hard member. She rides him, her breasts moving to her rhythm. And then even as she moves on top of Dev, she bends over to the side where Jo is, and begins to lick his shaft, to taste him, and perhaps see if he isn't too tired to respond to her pleasuring him.
Dev gasps as she surrounds him. Eyes flutter before refocusing. Hand squeezes the softness of her behind before softening to a guiding touch. Still, he does not move, allowing her fully to control her own actions, her own movement, her own pleasure. His head lolls slightly to one side as he watches her breasts sway as she moves to attempt to arouse Jo. It is then his right hand moves, finding its way to her exposed soft breasts, swaying, swelling, begging to be pleasured as well. For now, his touch is soft.
That or her touch has some kind of revitalizing touch, for as soon as her lips, tongue, start to touch him, at least that part of him is alive. His golden eyes are molten as he watches her. His hands go to her ears, gently massaging from lobe to tip as she uses at least some of her talented self on him.
After some time, her head moves up, and teasing fingers take the place of her tongue upon Jo's shaft. She looks from Jo, to Dev, and with a wicked glint in her eyes, switches partners. One moment she is straddling Dev, the next, Jo finds Parker impaling herself upon his hardness, with no warning.
Her fingers tease Dev now, her head bending down to lick his shaft, covered in her juices. She takes him in her mouth fully, swallowing him slowly, and then her head bobs up and down in time to her undulations upon Jo. Her fingers gently stroking Jo's chest, playing with his nipples as she rides him.
It's true. She is rather insatiable at that. Dev and Jo have awakened her to a sensuality she did not ever dare to imagine could be hers. Thusly she shares herself with her two lovers, completely unabashed, entirely theirs. Giving herself to them fully. To pleasuring them.
She continues to ride Johannes, even as his thumb finds the sweet bundle of nerves which shoot pleasure through her entire body. She moans involuntarily, Dev's member feeling the vibrations from her throat as she does so. Her mouth insistent on being fed Dev's seed. Dev's hand on the back of her neck gives her pleasant goosebumps, and he can feel her responding to that touch. If he happens to pull any of her hair, her moan increases in volume just a bit, and her eyes flutter.
When Dev's hips begin to move in time to what Parker is doing, her efforts become more enthusiastic; not harder or faster, but somehow more thorough. Meanwhile Jo is building her towards climax, with his thumb rubbing her sensitive nub while she continues to impale herself, over and over, upon Jo's hard shaft, driving him ever so close to the edge.
Her body covered in a light sheen of moisture. Her moans nearly inaudible, but likely felt by both men at this point. Writhing to its own beat, her hour glass figure is caught up in the pleasure of giving and taking, in joining, loosing herself in the arms of her lovers.
Dev does pull on Parker's hair, but perhaps not in the way she expected. His fingers entwine in the hair on each side of her head and pull back off of his member until she is looking directly into his eyes. "Not yet." It is spoken softly, but has a ring of authority, of command within it.
He slides down past the two lovers and comes upon Parker from behind, ensuring that his weapon of choice is well lubricated before it penetrates her nether region, filling her to capacity, disrupting their flow only very briefly as he initially enters her slowly. He soon matches the rhythm they had found together and pushes it further. He slaps her right ass cheek more than once, hard enough that it turns red, before burying himself to the hilt within her. He grabs hold of her arms, leaning back arms stretched like wings behind her so that her torso is supported in mid-air, fully displayed and stretched in a gorgeous and very, very sensual arc before Jo's eyes. Dev's member swells even more as he feels a like hardness within her, stimulating him further, his hands squeeze down a little more tightly, locked around her wrists. His movements becoming more forceful.
Once he feels the extra pressure from the other man inside her, he sits up a bit, tongue lashing Kitty's nipple. The action mimicking his thumb on her clit.
A pout as she is pulled away from her tasty work. A pleasant shiver from the command in his voice. When Dev moves behind her, Parker leans a little further over Jo, kissing him for a brief moment, before Dev takes her from behind. She gasps, audibly.
Her expression pure bliss at Dev's entrance, and Jo's clever quick fingers. When he matches the rhythm set by Jo, and Jo begins to pay attention to her hard nipples, Parker moans lowly. Moans which turn into sharp little exclamations of shock yet pleasure as Dev spanks her right cheek. Then he buries himself to the hilt inside her. Causing another vocalization, somewhere between her crying out and moaning with the sensation. As he pulls her arms behind him, displaying her torso for Jo to see in the extremely erotic display, Parker gives Jo an entirely wanton stare, completely unbecoming of a lady. She smiles at him, possessively, with heat in her eyes. Both of these men are hers. And they are having their way with her.
Pinning her wrists behind her, Dev holds her firmly, his movements now taking over, she is entirely under his and Jo's control. Her expression completely wrapped up in the sensations the two men are giving her. Climax approaching, building higher and higher. "Please." She whispers, her voice filled with need for the two men she is being thoroughly taken by. As Dev's movements become more forceful, and his body slaps against her bright red cheek, she moans, and makes very small, repressed noises, a mixture of distress at the slight pain of her sore behind, yet great pleasure.
Dev changes angles, thrusting hard into her, pinching her soft yielding nipples, Jo's mouth on her lips as his clever hands cradle her head and neck, both men losing themselves inside her. And as they do, she too finds release. Her innermost muscles contracting around each man's hardness, pulsing in waves that give each man additional pleasure as he comes.
Still kissing Jo, even after her body is completely spent, she doesn't want to come up for air. Not until she is dizzy and Dev moves back ever so slightly to give her room to breathe, does she pull back from the kiss with Jo. Her head finds the hollow of his shoulder, rests there, as both men keep her in place between them, she rests as the world, and the stars beyond her line of sight spin. Her breathing takes a while to slow. She doesn't say anything, just stays contentedly cradled by one lover, and blanketed by the other.
Parker asks both Jo and Dev to meet her in Vitor for lunch. If they enter, they find the small table is set with lunchy accoutrements of bread, stew, wine, and grapes (or some other locally available fruit). Parker has her back turned to the entrance, and likely hasn't noticed either man yet. She is taking something out of the closet, from overhead. It appears to be a small box. She is just short enough that she has a hard time reaching the shelf, which is likely why all of her attention is currently upon her task.
Parker asks both Jo and Dev to meet her in Vitor for lunch. If they enter, they find the small table is set with lunchy accoutrements of bread, stew, wine, and grapes (or some other locally available fruit). Parker has her back turned to the entrance, and likely hasn't noticed either man yet. She is taking something out of the closet, from overhead. It appears to be a small box. She is just short enough that she has a hard time reaching the shelf, which is likely why all of her attention is currently upon her task.
Joe pauses in the door, watching her reach with an adoring smile playing over his lips. He isn't strong enough to lift her easily, but he moves up close behind her and pulls on the box so that it falls softly into her hands.
Joe pauses in the door, watching her reach with an adoring smile playing over his lips. He isn't strong enough to lift her easily, but he moves up close behind her and pulls on the box so that it falls softly into her hands.
She catches the small box with a small, audible, surprised eep! Spins around, to face Jo, immediately smiling upon seeing him. "Hi." She says softly, blushing, and proceeds to very quickly hide the box behind her back. Ahem." She pretends to clear her throat. "Lunch?" She says.
"Sounds almost as divine as you." says Dev, lounging against Vitor's door jamb. "Shall we?" he motions towards the table with an bemused expression.
"After you." She grins at the men.
Dev raised an eyebrow, but with good humor. He takes a seat and looks around at the others.
Joe brushes a kiss on her cheek, then sits in the spot intended for him.
Parker is an elegant hostess. She knows just how much wine to pour, just how to serve each gentleman. And then she takes her seat between the two men. She nibbles delicately at the crust of bread she picked out for herself. Mostly crust, less chewy bread. She always picks the heel of the bread. For some reason she really likes it. "So, how were your mornings?" She asks, happily.
Dev grins, "I woke up next to you, Kitten. I believe that means things have been fantastic." Yes, corny, but he seems to mean it. "and what about yourself, love?"
"Well, I woke up sandwiched between my two exceptionally talented and incredibly giving lovers. I spent an hour studying music with the most talented singer on the plane, then some time practicing my dancing, accompanied by a very enthusiastic band, and a puppy who likes to get in the way and enjoys being tangled in my skirts. I hung out with friends, discussed makeup and hair tips, and how best to costume oneself for performance. Asked someone much more skilled than I in the kitchen to create this wonderful lunch, and am now enjoying my repast with you. And it's only lunchtime. Imagine what could happen between now and dinner?" Even through their cloudy obfuscation, her eyes shine at Dev and Jo. She hasn't mentioned the secret box yet. Rather, she smiles mischievously at Jo. "And you, dearheart?" She teases.
Joe smiles back, "No major explosions, no flea in the mix ratios of chemicals, and I have the pleasure of seeing the most beautiful women in the world. And she prepared a lunch." His hand whispers against her for a moment, "I can think of far less pleasant days."
She blushes. "Flatterer."
Drinks some wine.
"So would you say you were perfectly content then?" She asks. the question directed at both men.
Dev winces, "Sorry if I am going to take this somewhere else, but no, never. To be perfectly content is to want nothing new and to stagnate and die. I am very happy with where we are, don't get me wrong, but there will always be something to do, to improve. There is far too much to do in the world, far too much evil and injustice...far too many actual monsters" he runs his finger down her nose mouthing silently 'no, not you', to allow contentment to place me in chains. I need to continue moving forward."
"But on that note, is there something we could do that would make you...not content, but happier?"
Joe nod in an quiet agreement with the other man, "Happy, but never truly content." A pause, "Beyond a few fleeting moments."
She rolls her eyes at the two idealists, not that she disagrees. Her face shows her affection for them. "Perhaps this will aid you." She says softly as she places a small box down on the table, she opens it to reveal two further boxes, these lined in velvet, Sitting next to each other. Then she hands each man one of the boxes. It would mean a lot to me if you accepted this from me."
If they open the boxes they each get a ring of sustenance. Dev's ring matches his grey eyes and Jo's ring matches his gold ones. Dev's ring is simple, hammered with an interesting texture. Jo's is almost mechanical in appearance.
In that urbane manner that Joe gets when he is truly touched, partially to play it off a bit, "Proposing, love?"
His hands, however, pick up the ring with a reverent honor, carefully examining the steampunk feel of the heavy gold band.
"Kitten." Dev says looking over the ring in his hand, clearly touched. He rubs it between his thumb and forefinger, feeling the texture, then places it on his finger. He looks up with a surprised expression. "It fits perfectly." he says, "how did you know?"
In that urbane manner that Joe gets when he is truly touched, partially to play it off a bit, "Proposing, love?"
His hands, however, pick up the ring with a reverent honor, carefully examining the steampunk feel of the heavy gold band.
She looks at him through lowered eyelashes. "Silly man, that's your job."
"Kitten." Dev says looking over the ring in his hand, clearly touched. He rubs it between his thumb and forefinger, feeling the texture, then places it on his finger. He looks up with a surprised expression. "It fits perfectly." he says, "how did you know?"
Parker smiles, her features softened by the love she feels for the two men next to her. "It's magic."
"Also, we hold hands a lot."
Wonders if she should explain what the rings do. To both men. "As long you you don't take the rings of, you will need to sleep only two hours out of every 24, and it sustains you with nourishment as well. Although it takes a week or so to get used to you." A small pause. "This way, you can still spend time with me, as well as taking as much time as you need on things like creating alchemical potions, and hunting down terrible creatures."
Dev stairs in amazement at his hands and the ring on his finger. Then he lowers his hands and they seek out Parker's slender fingers. "Thank you, Kitten. This is truly a wonderful gift you have given us." Then his brows furrow as his hands close around hers, "but...where's yours?"
"I need my beauty sleep. I'm way to distracting for both of you if we all only needed two hours of sleep a night." She blushes brightly at her bold words.
"Oh..." Dev says, perhaps sounding just a trifle disappointed.
"Oh..." Dev says, perhaps sounding just a trifle disappointed.
And she blushes even brighter. "Dev!" She can't keep a straight face for her little scolding. She's just way too in love for that. "You scoundrel you. You have responsibilities, you know. I can't be distracting you all the time. You're terrible!"
Joe slips the ring over the middle finger of his left hand. His left hand then reaches out, to caress her cheek. "Thank you, kitten. It is a wonderful and thoughtful gift." He smiles, "And since it is also beautiful, it has three of your many good traits to remind me of you at all times."
A pause, "Since I will have time to make things that go boom, is there anything you would like, love?"
And she blushes even brighter. "Dev!" She can't keep a straight face for her little scolding. She's just way too in love for that. "You scoundrel you. You have responsibilities, you know. I can't be distracting you all the time. You're terrible!"
"Guilty as charged." he says, then counters with "..and why not?" he's not serious, but still it's a nice thought.
Joe slips the ring over the middle finger of his left hand. His left hand then reaches out, to caress her cheek. "Thank you, kitten. It is a wonderful and thoughtful gift." He smiles, "And since it is also beautiful, it has three of your many good traits to remind me of you at all times."
A pause, "Since I will have time to make things that go boom, is there anything you would like, love?"
Parker blushes. Thinks of several other things, all of which make her blush even more. She does not vocalize these things.
After she has managed to cease blushing, she lightly answers "I'm inordinately fond of your home brew no-ill side effects intoxicant."
"And useful." She adds to Jo's list of her good traits that the ring possesses. She gives him a little stare which dares him to contradict that statement.