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Title: Pull Me Back Home
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enochiansigils/shadowcat
Fandom: Primeval
Relationship(s)/Characters: Hilary Becker/Abby Maitland/Stephen Hart
Word Count: 44,544
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual content.
Summary: When Becker, Stephen, and Abby get a much needed night alone together, they discover that each of them still have residual worries from past events and that Abby is afraid that she doesn't really "fit" with the men she loves any longer. Between talking and apologizing. they discover that even if their actions speak louder than their words, sometimes it's really nice to hear the words, too.
Author's Note: Sequel to From Where We're Standing and By The Time You Read This, but it can be read as a stand alone.
"We're going to hold you to that," Stephen said.
"I want you to."
"Then we will." He smirked. "We'll hold you in general."
"I like it when you do that."
"Good, because we like holding you." Becker smiled softly. "We like that you want us to hold you."
"I feel the most at home when you guys are here and holding me," Abby said with a serene smile.
"We feel that way, too." Stephen's smile was content.
"That's a really good thing."
"It's a wonderful thing."
"Yeah, it is. Because it's right and it's home." She was staring up at the ceiling. "You know how we were talking about the things we hid and why they meant so much to us? There's something more in my box..."
"What is it?" Becker asked curiously.
She swallowed, not looking at either one of them, because she wasn't sure how they were going to react to what she was holding onto.
"You know when you brought me home from the hospital, I wasn't allowed to do anything but sleep and read? During one of those times, I did some research on my laptop and I found some interesting things." She let out a breath. "I... I uhm found a non-denominational church that specializes in unusual weddings. Unusual... like us."
"Are you saying you found a way for us to get married?" Becker looked at her wide-eyed.
She nodded slowly. "I did," she said softly. "If you guys want to."
"Yes," Becker said without hesitation. "I very much want to."
"I do, too," Stephen said. "I just didn't think there was actually a way."
"I didn't either, but this guy, he's a minister and he performs weddings for people who are in non-traditional partnerships."
"Then I think he's one of my new favorite people," Stephen said. "Because I want to be able to call you my wife and him my husband and have it be true."
"My two husbands," Abby said with a small smile. "Mine."
"Yours forever," Becker said.
"Until death do us part," she agreed.
"I love the sound of that," Stephen said. "We are never going to be apart again. Not like we were."
"No. Never."
"We're never going to make you feel like you have to leave," Becker said.
"You always make me feel like I'm home where I belong, Hilary."
"I will always do my best to do that," he promised. "Always."
"You guys bought a new place for us so we could start new."
"We did. Because we wanted to show you that you mattered more than our problems," Stephen said.
"Exactly. I don't need anything to be told how much I mean to the two of you."
"Because you already have everything you could possibly need," Stephen said, smiling almost in wonder.
"Yes. I have the two men I love more than my own life and I have our daughter."
"And maybe someday she'll have a little brother or sister."
"Maybe one day," she nodded.
"But if not, that's okay, too," Becker said.
"I know," she turned to give him a small smile. "I know. I'm not worried."
"Good. I was worried you would be."
She shook her head. "I have the two of you and I have Leslee."
"And if I never have a baby with you, I can handle that," Becker said.
"Because we're already a family."
"Damn right we are," Stephen said. "It'd be nice to give Leslee a little brother or sister, yes, but we can live with her being an only child. Especially since they said you'd have a risky pregnancy."
She took a breath. "Yeah, they told me how close it was."
"So we're not going to try for another child," Stephen said. "Hilary and I agreed on this. But if you just happen to get pregnant someday, we'll be thrilled."
"I love you guys so much."
"And we love you."
"So, you still want to marry me?"
"Of course we do!" Becker said.
"Then we should do some snogging and shagging for the night and then call him in the morning."
"That sounds like a plan to me." Becker couldn't help grinning.
"I'm glad you guys want this as much as I do."
"How could we not?" Stephen said. "Our rings will mean even more, then."
"I love my ring."
"And we love ours." Becker ran a hand idly over Abby's arm. "But now for the important things... you mentioned snogging and shagging. We should probably get to that."
"I wonder if it's possible to fit both of you in my mouth..."
Stephen's response was a strangled groan. "I don't know, but fuck I'd love to try."
She looked at Becker. "Love?"
"Yes, please." He grinned.
She grinned back at both of them.
"So now the question is how do we make it work?" Becker mused.
"Now, see, I gave you guys the idea so it's up to you to figure out how to make it work," she said impishly. "I'm not in charge tonight, remember?"
"That was just thinking out loud," Becker replied. "Don't you worry, love, we'll make it work."
She got comfortable on the bed, with the pillows behind her head. "Of that, I have no doubts."
Stephen frowned thoughtfully. "I'm thinking either us kneeling and you laying down, or you kneeling on the floor and us standing." Was it any surprise that Stephen was the one figuring this out?
"Let's try the me laying down first, that way we're all comfortable?"
"Sounds like a good plan." Becker smiled at her as he and Stephen slowly moved to kneel.
Abby wasn't able to not look over both of her boys as they moved. They were gorgeous, loving... and hers.
Stephen touched Becker's arm lightly as they moved into a better position. It was a light, casual touch, but it was also him quietly claiming Becker.
And seeing that touch, because she was aware of the meaning when Stephen used it, made Abby shiver just a little.
"Anticipation getting to you, love?" Stephen asked as he and Becker knelt in front of her.
"Partially," she admitted. "Partially... I just like watching my two guys."
"Because we're yours?" Becker asked.
She nodded. "I like it when you give me reminders, and give them to each other, too."
"We got a lot more demonstrative with each other while you were gone," Becker said. It was one of the good things that'd come out of it, so they didn't mind talking about it.
"I'm glad. It's nice see this between all three of us."
"It's nice being at the point in the relationship where Hilary and I aren't at odds anymore."
"It really makes things feel so much better."
"It does," Stephen agreed.
"I'm really happy about this."
"So are we." Stephen grinned at her. "We're also happy that the three of us have started shagging again. It's so rare that it's the three of us together at once."
"I feel more grounded and at peace when I'm with the two of you and all three of us are together," Abby admitted shyly. "When I'm with one of you, I love it... but it feels like something is missing."
"I thought I was the only one that felt like that," Becker said.
"No, I do, too."
"So do I." Stephen reached out to run his hand over Abby's hair. "It's good when it's any two of us, when when it's all three it's perfect."
Abby nodded. "Feels complete."
"Feels amazing," Becker said with a nod of his own.
She smiled softly and then nodded at them.
"And can I just say that I never imagined you'd want to try both of us in your mouth at once," Stephen said with a smirky little grin. He always knew exactly how to keep the moment from getting too serious.
Abby blushed brightly.
"Aww, you are so adorable when you blush," Stephen teased. "Don't worry, I think it's incredibly hot that you want us both in you at the same time like that."
"I do. I like having you both at the same time." She swallowed. "Well, if we find out there's no way for both of you to fit at the same time, I can always just go back and forth between giving you simultaneous blow jobs and see which one of you comes first." She couldn't believe she had just said that out loud.
Stephen groaned. "Fuck, that sounds amazing, too."
"I did a lot of reading when I was away," she admitted.
"Including stuff like that?" Becker looked down at Abby, amazed.
She nodded slowly, bringing up her hands to cover her face. "I was curious to see what some of those erotica books were about and I think I needed a break from science..."
Stephen reached down to pull her hands from her face. "Love, don't ever hide from us. The thought that you want to try some of the things you've read is amazing."
"I'd like to but... I'm not always sure how to bring them up. I mean, double blow job isn't something you can just fit into casual conversation."
"Scary thing is, with us? It probably is," Becker joked.
That made Abby start giggling.
"Because we are completely okay with you randomly telling us you have something new you want to try," Stephen said. "You never need to worry about finding the right moment."
"There were a lot of interesting things that I read in the four months we were apart. You never know what I might say..."
"As long as it involves us shagging you or some kind of sexual act with you, we're not going to care," he said.
"I have the best guys ever."
"Damn right you do," Becker said.
"I love you. I love you both so damn much."
"And we love you just as much," Stephen said, looking down at Abby with a smile.
She looked back into his face and smiled slowly. "Figured out yet how to start?"
"We're kneeling close together, now it's your turn. Need your mouth closer so we can make sure we're right." Oh, Stephen, the way you sounded when you talked dirty.
It was obvious from the look in her eyes that Abby loved it when he talked like that and she moved her head closer so that she was laying right beneath them.
Becker moved forward first, shifting to the side slightly so there was room for Stephen to move forward. The idea of Abby's mouth on them both at the same time had an obvious effect on him.
She was fascinated by how much harder they both looked when she was at this angle. She would swear that the closer they got to her mouth, they became even harder.
If it was physically possible, she'd be right.
"Think this might work," Stephen murmured.
While he was thinking that, Abby lifted just slightly and moved her tongue across the underside of both of their cocks.
Stephen groaned, twitching his hips slightly.
Encouraged by that response, Abby repeated the action a few more times.
Each brush of her tongue made the men move a little closer.
She was already enjoying this quite a lot. As they got closer, her tongue moved further down towards their tips.
"Oh yes, I think this is going to work," Stephen said, his voice merely a whimper.
She continued until she was managing to drag her tongue around their tips, then she leaned forward and sucked gently on them both.
"That's it," Stephen encouraged. "That's our girl..."
She was amazed that she was able to start pulling them both into her mouth. There was no way that they would both fit into her throat at the same time, but she could pull them both close to that.
And whatever she could do to them, they would happily take.
Abby shifted her head, taking them both a little further into her mouth. Since she was laying down, this gave her hands the freedom to start stroking both of them.
Becker had to fight the urge to buck his hips; he did this by turning his head and kissing Stephen desperately. It wasn't the best position, but he had to do something.
She would have smiled if she wasn't still trying to see how far into her mouth she could take both of them.
Stephen's distracted thought was that they were really going to have to do something to thank Abby for this later.
Abby stilled her mouth, letting herself get used to the feel of both of them. While she kept her head completely still, her hands were still moving in perfect rhythm.
"Oh God," Becker gasped, breaking the kiss. "Thank you, Abby. Thank you."
She tilted her head back slightly, which gave them a little more room to slide into her mouth. One way or another, she was going to make them come apart. She was determined in that.
And they took full advantage of that room, each moving forward slightly.
She moaned, the sound coming from her throat and rippling along the rest of her body and to them.
"Oh, Jesus," Becker gasped. "Yes, God yes."
She loved that reaction, so she moaned around them again.
Stephen shuddered, a reaction that transmitted to Abby and Becker. "Oh, this is so going on the list of things I really really like," he muttered.
Abby stopped her hands on them and then squeezed them both at the same time.
Becker couldn't help it, he bucked his hips slightly.
Abby groaned, not because it hurt but because that caused her to suck on them again and she was enjoying feeling how much they were enjoying themselves.
"Best girlfriend ever, y'know that?" Becker managed to say, amazed that he could get out any kind of sentence at all.
Abby sucked on them again, but lifted up a hand to flash her ring at them. There was no doubting what that meant.
"Fiancee," he amended. "Best fiancee ever."
She nodded, which probably felt very interesting from their point of view.
Oh, yes it did. It very much did. So interesting that it was Stephen's turn to buck his hips slightly. "Close," he gasped.
Abby's eyes widened when she realized how that had felt for them. She went back to stroking them, and then nodded again.
Stephen's hands clenched slightly as he fought for control.
Abby was too far gone with focusing on getting her two men to come, so she kept alternating between stroking and nodding her head.
Stephen was perilously close to the edge; he might've been able to cling to control a little longer if Becker hadn't started nipping at his earlobe and he definitely would've been able to cling to control longer if Becker hadn't started begging him to come so he could come, too.
Throwing his head back, Stephen moaned as he came, one of his hands clutching at Becker's.
Considering that Abby was still holding onto them, she had felt them start to orgasm and tried to swallow everything they were giving her. However, breathing became a necessity and she had to pull back. She kept her hands stroking them through their release though.
She obviously would need to practice some more on this idea.
Becker whimpered as he rode out his orgasm. "Oh, holy God."
"God probably felt that," Abby gasped out.
Stephen laughed huskily. "Oh, love, we owe you for that. We so owe you for that."
She shook her head. "Don't owe me. Loved doing it for you." She was probably going to be ignored on at least one part of that statement.
Yeah, she really was.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Becker said, smiling shyly.
"I'll do it a lot so I can learn how to swallow all of you when you both orgasm."
"I'm not going to lie," Stephen said, collapsing on the bed. "I like that idea a lot."
She couldn't move much so just laid down where she was.
Becker curled up on her other side.
"Intense. Wow." She grinned. "Hands and mouth."
"I just hope you enjoyed it even half as much as we did," Stephen said, as Becker curled up against Abby.
"I made my men happy. Of course I did."
"But we don't ever want you to do anything that'd be demeaning yourself," Becker said, wrapping an arm around her waist.
Abby snuggled against Becker, her other arm moving to Stephen. "I don't think I understand what you mean, love."
"Don't ever want you to do something just because you think we'd like it."
"Don't worry, love. I may confuse you guys with God on a regular basis, but I'm not about to go around calling you Master."
"Pfft." Stephen snorted. "I'd rather be God."
Abby muffled her giggles.
"I just hate the idea of us wanting something you wouldn't," Becker said.
"You're forgetting the art of compromise," Stephen pointed out. "We'd find something to do for her if she'd do whatever for us. And if she really didn't want to do it, then we'd find something else we want. Because face it, it's not like we have any shortage of things we want her to do."
"And so far there hasn't been anything brought up that has made me uncomfortable." She turned her head to kiss him. "But I love how protective you are of my feelings."
Becker smiled against her lips. "I don't want to do anything to drive you away again. I guess I'm going a little bit overboard."
"But it's sweet." She touched his face. "I'm never leaving you again."
"You better not, or I'll pout. And do you really want me pouting?"
She giggled. "The Hilary pout is a very dangerous weapon."
"Damn right it is," he said with as solemn a nod as he could manage.
She lay her head back down against him, making sure she also still had a hold of Stephen.
"I love this," Stephen said suddenly. "Just laying here with the two of you. It's... peaceful."
"Ours."
"Exactly."
She nodded. Then she smiled, baring her teeth. "Mine."
"Yours," Stephen said, nodding in agreement. "Forever."
She grinned, snuggling against the both of them. "You guys were hot, by the way."
"How so?" Becker questioned, and this time it was just because he wanted to see what she'd say.
"I liked feeling you both come... seeing it."
"I had no idea we'd both fit," Becker admitted. "So when we did, even that little bit... dear God."
"I wasn't sure, either, but I wanted to try."
"We're damn glad you did," Stephen said.
"Me, too."
"You could want to try anything and we'd say yes," he said. "After we finished staring at you in awe for wanting it, that is."
She smiled slightly. "I'm not someone who will be scared of a little thing like hot sex with her two guys."
"Well, good, because if you were that'd make us sad." Becker grinned cheerfully. "And you don't want that."
She was silent for a moment and then she couldn't help it. "They have these really detailed books with all kinds of photos to show you how some things are done," she teased.
That would be when her boys let out simultaneous whimpers.
"I've seen them and they are full of ideas."
"You so have a list, don't you?" Becker accused.
"Maaaybe...."
"Any chance you'd tell us about it?" Stephen asked hopefully.
"The chances are pretty good."
"Well, then..."
"But some of them that I got curious about... I... I don't know."
"We can't say yes or no until we know what they are," Stephen said logically.
She was silent a moment. "There was a book about these lovers..." She started, not quite believing she was saying this. "The guys managed to find a way to both make love to their wife at the same time..."
"Keep going," Stephen urged gently.
"It sounded intense," she said shyly. "They weren't in her mouth."
"Well..." Becker sounded almost as shy. "I can think of a way..."
It really was kind of amazing that they were in a relationship that consisted of the three of them, and Abby and Becker still had periods of shyness like this.
"It's okay, Hilary," Stephen encouraged. "You can say it."
"It'd involve one of us in front of you and one of us behind you," Becker said to Abby. "And, uh, it'd involve anal sex."
Really, how had this not come up before now given the style of their relationship?
"So, something we need to try."
"God yes." Becker whimpered softly.
"I'd like to."
"That's up to you, love," Stephen said. "We'd never say no to you on it, but that kind of thing's an activity you should decide on. A little personal and all."
"It's with you guys -- the men I love more than life."
"Then whenever you want it, we'll do it."
"We'll have to do that after I'm done giving one of you a blow job while the other one is going down on me." She stuttered. "That was my out loud voice, wasn't it?"
Becker couldn't help laughing. "Yes, love. Yes, it was."
She buried her face against Stephen's side.
"Don't be embarrassed," Stephen said. "Not like we haven't thought about doing that to you."
"You need to tell me these things so I don't make an idiot out of myself."
"But we like hearing you say them."
"Evil."
"Not evil," Becker said. "It's... kind of a turn on, in a way, hearing you say them."
"Really?" Oh Becker, haven't you learned not to give your darling girl such ammunition? "So if I were to say I wanted one of your cocks up my arse..."
Becker groaned. "We'd just ask whose."
Abby nipped at Stephen's side.
Stephen yelped softly. "Mine?"
She ran her tongue over the place she had nipped. "That would be up to the two of you to figure out. I just figured since I bite at Hilary a lot, it was only fair to do it to you, too."
"Good. Was starting to feel left out." Except not so much.
"I'm sorry."
"No, not really. I was just teasing."
She licked his ribs again.
Stephen whimpered softly. "I like when you do that."
"Licking you?"
"Uh-huh."
She did it again.
"God, yes."
"I love the two of you so damn much."
"And we love you," Becker said quietly.
"Good thing since you like to shag me so much," she teased.
Stephen grinned. "The shagging is always better when you're in love."
She laughed. "This is very true."
"Not that it's required, but it does make everything a damn sight better," Becker agreed.
"And more peaceful."
"And just... better."
"Yes."
"So much better," Stephen said, looking at the two of them.
She smiled at him, feeling both peaceful and loved.
"I love both of you," Stephen said softly. "I know I'm not always easy to put up with."
"We all have our moments."
"Who, me?" Becker joked. "Never."
"But we always work them out because we need each other and we love each other."
"And we need each other in different ways at different times, but we make it work because we're better together than we are apart," Stephen said quietly.
Abby nodded. "That's exactly it. I'm not complete without you guys."
"Why do I get the feeling that there's going to be a whole lot more sex with all three of us now that we know how good it feels?" Becker wondered aloud.
"Because there is..." She smiled slightly. "That it, if it's all right with the two of you."
"Of course it is," Stephen said instantly.
"Does this mean we're also going to start buying toys to experiment with?"
"Only if you want to."
"I'm a little curious."
"And we like it when you get curious." Stephen grinned at her.
"One of you would have to go with me. I am not going into one of those shoppes alone."
"Or we could both go with you," Becker suggested hesitantly.
"Yes."
Becker smiled, happy that she'd agreed to the idea.
"It would be fun," Abby said, turning to look at Becker.
"It would," Stephen agreed. "He has some good ideas sometimes, doesn't he?"
"I think he gets good ideas a lot."
"I've had a few, anyway." Becker was grinning, though.
"Do you guys have lists, too?"
"We had all those months apart, Abby. Of course we have lists," Becker said.
"Would you share them with me sometime?"
"Of course, love."
"Thank you."
"You don't need to thank us for that."
"When I thank you for loving me you get cranky looks on your faces."
"You don't need to thank us for anything," Becker said.
"That goes both ways."
"Won't stop us, though."
She smiled, shaking her head.
"What?" Becker asked.
"Just feeling happy and so very lucky."
"We love you," Stephen said gently. "And we will do anything to make you happy. Anything at all, anything you want."
"I am suffering from a lack of kissing right now." She tried to keep the teasing out of her voice, but it didn't quite work.
"Oh, we can't have that," Stephen said. "No, we can't have that at all. Hilary, kiss her."
Becker whimpered at the order, leaning his head in to kiss Abby happily.
Abby shivered when Stephen gave the order and reaching up to play with Becker's hair as they kissed.
"Oh, yes," Stephen whispered. "I like watching you two."
That caused Abby to shiver more, and she deepened the kiss.
Becker brought a hand up to cup the back of Abby's neck.
She parted her lips, letting her tongue explore the inside of Becker's mouth.
Becker moaned into the kiss, at the same time as he grabbed Stephen's hand and brought it to rest against Abby's hip.
Abby deepened the kiss reaching her free hand to grab on to whomever she could get a grip on.
Stephen caught Abby's hand in his free hand and squeezed it lightly.
She liked it when they were all connected like this.
Stephen slid his hand over to rest on Becker's hip, tracing circles lightly against the other man's skin.
Abby continued to kiss Becker, making happy noises as she did so.
"She's so cute when she makes those noises, isn't she?" Stephen asked Becker, teasing his hand up the other man's side a little bit.
Abby would have said something truly sarcastic, but her tongue was a little busy.
Becker nipped playfully at Abby's tongue, at the same time as he shivered at Stephen's touch.
Abby wrapped her tongue around his, gently sucking on it.
He moaned at that, pressing against Abby.
Abby kept one hand beside her on Stephen, but used her other hand to run through Becker's hair as they kissed.
Stephen pressed against Abby from behind, needing some kind of contact besides their hands. "God, I love you," he whispered in her ear.
Abby whimpered into the kiss with Becker, moving back against Stephen, doing her best to tell him without words how much she loved him.
This was how it was supposed to be, the three of them in a tangle of limbs and utterly happy. Becker broke the kiss off, but only long enough to gasp out, "Perfect. This is perfect."
Abby nodded in agreement. She loved it when the three of them were tangled up together like this.
"This is how it always should have been," Stephen said.
"Will always be from now on."
"I like the sound of that," he said, his hand wandering idly over Becker's hip as he pressed against Abby.
Abby squirmed a little, trying to touch both of them.
Stephen bit back a whimper as Abby's squirming brought her in closer contact with him.
This was what she wanted, to be in close contact with her guys. She was happy as long as she had contact with both in some way.
"Love you," Becker whimpered into the kiss. "Both of you."
"Will never stop loving you," Abby murmured. "Either of you."
"You may have to remind us of that sometimes," Stephen murmured in her ear. "We may need that sometimes."
"I'll tell you that as often as you want to hear it," she promised.
"Thank you," Becker said softly. "Because I know I can get needy sometimes."
"So can I."
"Hell, even I have my moments like that," Stephen said.
"That's why we're so good together," she murmured against Becker's mouth. "We're a matching set."
"Whenever one of us is down, the other two are there to pick them back up," Stephen said, his hand slipping back to rest on Abby's hip now.
"Oh definitely," she agreed, smiling at the touch.
"We tell you lately how much we like touching you?" Becker asked, running a hand down one of Abby's arms.
"Not in the last hour, I don't think."
"Well, I like touching you. I like it a lot." He slid his hand over her side.
"And I like watching him touch you," Stephen said quietly.
She whimpered softly at that because she did have a thing for being watched by her guys.
"I like watching him do a lot of things, though," Stephen whispered in her ear.
Abby gasped and nodded. "He's pretty to watch," she agreed.
"I've watched him touch himself, when he thought he was alone," Stephen said. "On the bed, eyes closed, whimpering softly..."
Abby made a small keening sound at the mental images Stephen was pulling into her brain.
"And then he opened his eyes and saw me... and kept on going," Stephen said softly.
She may have squirmed a little at that.
"He likes it, you know," Stephen whispered. "He likes it when I watch him having a wank."
She couldn't bite back the whimper at that piece of information, her hand squeezing Becker's arm gently.
"I always thought I'd be embarrassed if he caught me," Becker said softly. "But I wasn't."
"Why should you be?" Her voice had turned husky. "So beautiful."
"Because I'm a private person," he said. "But Stephen watching me just seemed so... right."
"Because it was Stephen."
"Yeah," Becker said softly. "He was the man I loved, so of course it was right. When he left me, that was one of the best memories I had."
"Oh, God..." Stephen said softly, not sure what to do.
"No, it's okay," Becker, said, lifting his head slightly to smile at Stephen. "I'm not angry anymore. I'm just saying, that was one of the best memories."
"And you've made new memories to wank to," Abby said softly.
"Uh-huh," Becker said with a nod. "A lot of new memories for it."
She swallowed, her eyes a little glassy as she looked at him.
Becker noticed that glassy shine. "Oh, she likes this," he said to Stephen. "She likes the idea of you watching me."
There was no way Abby could deny what he could obviously see.
"Why?" Stephen murmured against her ear. "What about it gets you so hot?"
Oh, he could be so mean sometimes.
She whimpered. "Because he's gorgeous and I know how you react to him when we're usually together." She swallowed. "And the idea of you watching him, and I can see you stroking yourself, too."
"And he did, too," Becker said with a slow, lazy smile. "Oh, he did."
It was cruel sometimes how easily the two of them could get her riled up.
But they liked seeing it. They really liked seeing it.
"Sometimes I wouldn't even know he was there until he moaned as he came," Becker said. "Stephen's very, very good at being quiet when he really wants to be."
"Oh god," she whimpered.
"We're being mean, aren't we?" Stephen asked, his voice husky.
She shook her head. "Uh huh." So very clear there, Abby.
"We should make that up to you, shouldn't we?" This was from Becker.
"Please." Her voice was between a whimper and a moan.
"What do you want, love?" he asked softly. "Name it and it's yours."
"I don't know," she wailed. "I just want the two of you."
"Ssh, love, it's all right," Becker soothed. "We'll think of something. We always do, don't we?"
She nodded, leaning forward to kiss him. She knew that it had to do something for their egos that they got her so worked up that she couldn't vocalize what she wanted.
Becker returned the kiss tenderly. "First question is, do you want us touching you or not?" Because really, they had to narrow the ideas down somehow.
She nodded. "Yes. Oh yes."
"Well... Hm." Becker frowned thoughtfully.
She looked at him, her eyes a darker blue than usual.
"All depends on how raunchy you want us to get right now," he said, fighting off a blush.
"Raunchy," she said, her blush deepening.
"Well, then... there's the ideas we were talking about earlier," Becker said hesitantly.
"I'm not the one in charge tonight," she said breathlessly.
"Something that intimate, you're allowed to have a preference."
"I know which one I want," Stephen said.
Abby turned her eyes to Stephen. "Which."
"Both of us in you at the same time," he replied.
Becker let out a whimper of agreement.
She nodded, her eyes getting that glassy look again. "Yes, oh god, yes."
"And I want him in you from behind." Apparently Stephen was the one in charge now. He had a feeling Becker wouldn't voice his wants on this, so Stephen had to step in and voice them for the other man.
Abby could only nod. The way she was feeling right now, she was happy to go along with whatever Stephen was going to suggest.
"He wants it, too," Stephen said, grinning at Abby. "He's just too shy to say it. So we'll have to decide it for him, won't we?"
Abby turned her head to kiss Stephen and there was a bit of demand in that kiss.
Stephen kissed Abby in return as Becker slipped out of bed.
Abby nipped gently at his lower lip as they kissed.
Stephen moaned and rested a hand against her hip. "So, how does it really feel knowing your boyfriend just slipped out of bed to go get the lube so his cock can be up your arse?" he whispered. "He feels amazing, by the way."
Oh, there you were, tendency to talk dirty.
Abby moaned softly against him when he said that.
"And he has a knack for knowing just what's too much," Stephen said, his voice still that husky whisper.
She hadn't known that it was possible to get even more turned on, but both Stephen and Becker always seemed to be able to bring her to an even higher state of arousal.
That was when Becker came back to the bed. "This will probably work easiest if everybody's kneeling."
Abby got up onto her knees, her eyes still slightly glazed from Stephen's talking to her.
Becker knelt behind Abby, uncapping the small bottle in his hands.
"You should see his face right now," Stephen said to Abby as he knelt. "He's turned on and nervous at the same time and God, he's beautiful."
"He's always beautiful," she said softly, turning her head slightly to look at Becker behind her. "Why are you nervous? Its just me."
"It's also the first time we've done this," he said as he began to slick himself up.
"Which makes it that much more exciting."
"And means I have to be careful," Becker said, capping the bottle and setting it aside, pressing against Abby from behind.
"You'll do fine," Stephen soothed, even as he pressed against Abby from the front, hand going between her legs to position himself. "You always do with me."
"I always feel good no matter how you're touching me," she murmured.
Stephen entered her slowly; taking a deep breath, Becker positioned himself against Abby and pushed forward just as slowly.
Abby gasped softly at the beginning burn, but she pressed back against Becker encouragingly.
"Sorry," he whispered as he kept pushing forward. "Sorry, love, I know it hurts."
"It will be okay," she reassured him. She had read that much.
"I'll stop if it's too much," he promised, even as he kept pushing forward.
Stephen went still inside Abby, not wanting to move yet.
Abby made sure to keep her body as relaxed as possible. This new sensation was a little painful, but she also knew that it wouldn't stay painful. She pushed back against Becker very carefully and slowly.
Becker went still, letting Abby push her way back onto him. "That's it," he murmured, looking down to watch her. "Slow and careful."
"It'll stop hurting soon," Stephen said. "And then it'll start feeling good. He'll start feeling good."
"He always feels good," Abby gasped softly.
"He'll start feeling good now," Stephen amended.
"She already feels good," Becker said, a shy note in his voice.
Abby shivered a little at the note in Becker's voice and pushed back a little more.
Becker cautiously pushed forward as Abby pushed back on him.
Abby felt the burning intensify for a moment and she felt like she was being stretched too wide for words, but she continued to push back a little at a time.
"That's our Abby love," Stephen whispered. "Slow and careful, that's it."
Becker was only halfway inside her and she was already starting to feel pleasure become more than the pain.
"Love you, Abby," Becker whispered as he moved. "Love you."
"I love you," she said with a soft gasp. "Love you both."
"Tell me if it's too much," Becker said, going still inside her for a moment.
"Never. You will never be too much."
"For this, maybe."
She shook her head.
"You feel so good, Abby," Becker whispered. "So good."
"So do you."
"I do?"
She pressed back a little more. "Yes," she gasped softly.
Becker hesitated before thrusting slowly, carefully. "I'm sorry if it hurts, but I can't stay still," he said softly. "You feel too good."
She pushed back against him as he moved. "It's all right, it doesn't hurt any more."
Stephen smiled as he too began to thrust.
"Oh god," Abby gasped, her eyes rolling up for a moment. "Feels... you two..."
"Tell us," Stephen murmured. "Tell us how it feels."
Abby backed against Becker while pulling Stephen closer to her. "Like you're both making me a permanent part of you," she whispered. "I can feel both of you, filling me up and rubbing against each other through me."
"And we certainly enjoy filling you," Stephen whispered in Abby's ear.
A long moan was pulled from her throat at Stephen's words.
The two men quickly found a slow, lazy rhythm of mutual thrusting.
The sensations that both men were causing were so completely different, but they were perfectly in sync with Abby and what she needed.
They somehow seemed to know exactly what they needed to do; their connection had only deepened since everything had finally worked out for them.
"Never imagined something could be like this."
"It's amazing," Becker agreed, ducking his head and pressing a kiss to the crook of Abby's neck. "Amazing and perfect."
"It's like I'm being claimed by you both in a deeper way."
"Because you are," Stephen said, his voice once more in that register Abby loved.
"Marked," she tried to explain even as she got distracted by his voice. "You both feel so good."
"Tell me how I'm making you feel," Becker said, resting his hands on Abby's hips. His voice had also hit that tone Abby liked. Her boys were not above going for the stuff they knew she enjoyed even as they tried new things.
"You're making me feel like I'm full of fire," she said, drawing in a breath. "Every move you make in my arse makes all of my nerves start to twitch. Because you know you're the first one who has ever done this to me.
"You want me to stop?" he asked, even as he moved slowly against her.
"No, please don't stop."
"Wasn't really planning on it," he assured her.
"That's a very good thing," she whispered, trying to find words for how having him and Stephen in her at the same time was making her feel.
"I've thought about this for months," Becker admitted, burying his face against Abby's shoulder.
"Really?"
"Uh-huh," he said, voice muffled.
"It feels really good," she said softly. "I never imagined..."
"I wasn't sure how to bring the subject up," Becker said as he experimentally thrust a little harder. "Because really, 'I want to shag you up the arse' isn't exactly something I can say in casual conversation with you."
Stephen was probably laughing on the inside about how the two people he loved and had done things with were still shy when it came to expressing what they wanted.
"I wouldn't mind if you said things like that to me," she said carefully. "I've heard you tell Stephen what you want when you guys haven't realized I'm there yet."
And that would be Becker turning half a dozen shades of red. He tended to have a mouth on him.
She had no idea she had made him blush as she pushed back against him.
Stephen noticed the blush, though, and laughed huskily. "Relax, Hil," he said. "She obviously liked hearing you say those things."
Abby nodded. "I like it when you two talk like that... and when you talk to me like that."
"So you like it when we talk dirty?" Becker asked curiously.
"Oh yes," she murmured.
"Good. Because I seem to have a tendency towards it at certain times."
"I won't ever get upset at hearing it."
"Good, because our Captain can get delightfully filthy," Stephen said, being absolutely no help at all.
She squirmed a little against both of them when Stephen decided to be so helpful.
"Stephen, stop it," Becker said, flushing again as he thrust.
"What? I think it's hot that you let that side of you out."
"I enjoyed what I heard that one time," she whimpered.
"Now I'm trying to remember what I've said," Becker said, laughing softly.
"I'm sure you'll have plenty to say."
"Oh, I'm sure." He fell silent for a moment, lost in the way Abby felt.
She moved back against Becker, enjoying the new sensations of being connected like this to both men.
"God, the looks on your faces," Stephen said softly.
Abby looked at him. "Tell us."
"You look like you're going to come completely unhinged at any second and Hilary just looks so... determined but peaceful at the same time."
"You always make me feel unhinged," Abby whimpered. "Both of you."
"Right back at you," Becker said, pressing a kiss to Abby's shoulder.
"This... you guys feel so good..."
"So do you," Stephen said, his voice tight. "You feel incredible, love, you always do."
"Glad that I told you I wanted this."
"Don't ever want you to hold back on telling us what you want," Stephen said. "Because I honestly can't imagine us not being willing to do it at least once."
"Try anything once?"
"Anything," Stephen said with a nod.
"Good to know."
"We could never turn you down," Becker told her.
She squirmed again, pulling them both close to her.
Becker buried his face against Abby's shoulder. "So close," he whimpered. "Oh God, so close." And yet he didn't want this moment to end.
If she could have twisted her body to hold him, she would have, but turning caused her body to tighten around Stephen and Becker at the same time.
That tightening brought whimpering moans from both men.
She wasn't sure exactly what she had done to get that reaction and tried moving a different way.
"Oh fuck," Becker whimpered in her ear.
"Feels nice?"
"Feels bloody amazing."
She turned her body again.
"Making it really difficult for me to hold on," Becker said with a gasp.
"Oh?" She was really interested in how she was managing that. She experimentally moved back against Becker while tightening herself around Stephen.
Now it was Stephen's turn to whimper. "God, Abby," he said. "God."
She grinned at him. "I was trying to be helpful."
"Only way that's helpful is if you want us to come at the same time," Stephen growled.
Oh, Stephen. Surely you know better. Abby twisted her body again.
They didn't come quite at the same time, but it was damn near to it; they both came with loud gasps of her name.
The sensation of the two of them coming at the same time caused Abby to squirm as she got closer to her own orgasm.
Stephen tipped Abby's head up and kissed her, at the same time as Becker nipped sharply at her neck.
Abby let out a sharp cry into Stephen's mouth as she came hard against them both.
"Holy shit," Becker mumbled against her neck.
"Oh god."
"That was fantastic," he said, picking his head up. "Utterly fantastic."
"It was amazing." Not that she was able to move yet.
Thankfully, her boys were content to keep her pinned between them for the moment.
"Love you guys so much."
"And we love you," Stephen said softly.
"Don't ever stop."
"We won't."
Abby nodded, her body still quivering between them from the intensity of everything.
"Ssh," Becker murmured, running his hands down her arms. "It's all right, love. It's all right."
Gradually, her body began to calm down and she moaned softly. "Oh wow."
"A little intense, wasn't it?" Becker pressed a light kiss to her shoulder.
"More than a little."
"The very good kind, though."
"Yes. Oh my god, yes."
"I'm glad," Becker said softly.
"I'm glad you guys wanted to."
"Why wouldn't we have?" Stephen asked. "A chance for both of us to shag the woman we love at the same time... yeah, like we were really passing that up."
Part Three
Author:
enochiansigils/shadowcatFandom: Primeval
Relationship(s)/Characters: Hilary Becker/Abby Maitland/Stephen Hart
Word Count: 44,544
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual content.
Summary: When Becker, Stephen, and Abby get a much needed night alone together, they discover that each of them still have residual worries from past events and that Abby is afraid that she doesn't really "fit" with the men she loves any longer. Between talking and apologizing. they discover that even if their actions speak louder than their words, sometimes it's really nice to hear the words, too.
Author's Note: Sequel to From Where We're Standing and By The Time You Read This, but it can be read as a stand alone.
"We're going to hold you to that," Stephen said.
"I want you to."
"Then we will." He smirked. "We'll hold you in general."
"I like it when you do that."
"Good, because we like holding you." Becker smiled softly. "We like that you want us to hold you."
"I feel the most at home when you guys are here and holding me," Abby said with a serene smile.
"We feel that way, too." Stephen's smile was content.
"That's a really good thing."
"It's a wonderful thing."
"Yeah, it is. Because it's right and it's home." She was staring up at the ceiling. "You know how we were talking about the things we hid and why they meant so much to us? There's something more in my box..."
"What is it?" Becker asked curiously.
She swallowed, not looking at either one of them, because she wasn't sure how they were going to react to what she was holding onto.
"You know when you brought me home from the hospital, I wasn't allowed to do anything but sleep and read? During one of those times, I did some research on my laptop and I found some interesting things." She let out a breath. "I... I uhm found a non-denominational church that specializes in unusual weddings. Unusual... like us."
"Are you saying you found a way for us to get married?" Becker looked at her wide-eyed.
She nodded slowly. "I did," she said softly. "If you guys want to."
"Yes," Becker said without hesitation. "I very much want to."
"I do, too," Stephen said. "I just didn't think there was actually a way."
"I didn't either, but this guy, he's a minister and he performs weddings for people who are in non-traditional partnerships."
"Then I think he's one of my new favorite people," Stephen said. "Because I want to be able to call you my wife and him my husband and have it be true."
"My two husbands," Abby said with a small smile. "Mine."
"Yours forever," Becker said.
"Until death do us part," she agreed.
"I love the sound of that," Stephen said. "We are never going to be apart again. Not like we were."
"No. Never."
"We're never going to make you feel like you have to leave," Becker said.
"You always make me feel like I'm home where I belong, Hilary."
"I will always do my best to do that," he promised. "Always."
"You guys bought a new place for us so we could start new."
"We did. Because we wanted to show you that you mattered more than our problems," Stephen said.
"Exactly. I don't need anything to be told how much I mean to the two of you."
"Because you already have everything you could possibly need," Stephen said, smiling almost in wonder.
"Yes. I have the two men I love more than my own life and I have our daughter."
"And maybe someday she'll have a little brother or sister."
"Maybe one day," she nodded.
"But if not, that's okay, too," Becker said.
"I know," she turned to give him a small smile. "I know. I'm not worried."
"Good. I was worried you would be."
She shook her head. "I have the two of you and I have Leslee."
"And if I never have a baby with you, I can handle that," Becker said.
"Because we're already a family."
"Damn right we are," Stephen said. "It'd be nice to give Leslee a little brother or sister, yes, but we can live with her being an only child. Especially since they said you'd have a risky pregnancy."
She took a breath. "Yeah, they told me how close it was."
"So we're not going to try for another child," Stephen said. "Hilary and I agreed on this. But if you just happen to get pregnant someday, we'll be thrilled."
"I love you guys so much."
"And we love you."
"So, you still want to marry me?"
"Of course we do!" Becker said.
"Then we should do some snogging and shagging for the night and then call him in the morning."
"That sounds like a plan to me." Becker couldn't help grinning.
"I'm glad you guys want this as much as I do."
"How could we not?" Stephen said. "Our rings will mean even more, then."
"I love my ring."
"And we love ours." Becker ran a hand idly over Abby's arm. "But now for the important things... you mentioned snogging and shagging. We should probably get to that."
"I wonder if it's possible to fit both of you in my mouth..."
Stephen's response was a strangled groan. "I don't know, but fuck I'd love to try."
She looked at Becker. "Love?"
"Yes, please." He grinned.
She grinned back at both of them.
"So now the question is how do we make it work?" Becker mused.
"Now, see, I gave you guys the idea so it's up to you to figure out how to make it work," she said impishly. "I'm not in charge tonight, remember?"
"That was just thinking out loud," Becker replied. "Don't you worry, love, we'll make it work."
She got comfortable on the bed, with the pillows behind her head. "Of that, I have no doubts."
Stephen frowned thoughtfully. "I'm thinking either us kneeling and you laying down, or you kneeling on the floor and us standing." Was it any surprise that Stephen was the one figuring this out?
"Let's try the me laying down first, that way we're all comfortable?"
"Sounds like a good plan." Becker smiled at her as he and Stephen slowly moved to kneel.
Abby wasn't able to not look over both of her boys as they moved. They were gorgeous, loving... and hers.
Stephen touched Becker's arm lightly as they moved into a better position. It was a light, casual touch, but it was also him quietly claiming Becker.
And seeing that touch, because she was aware of the meaning when Stephen used it, made Abby shiver just a little.
"Anticipation getting to you, love?" Stephen asked as he and Becker knelt in front of her.
"Partially," she admitted. "Partially... I just like watching my two guys."
"Because we're yours?" Becker asked.
She nodded. "I like it when you give me reminders, and give them to each other, too."
"We got a lot more demonstrative with each other while you were gone," Becker said. It was one of the good things that'd come out of it, so they didn't mind talking about it.
"I'm glad. It's nice see this between all three of us."
"It's nice being at the point in the relationship where Hilary and I aren't at odds anymore."
"It really makes things feel so much better."
"It does," Stephen agreed.
"I'm really happy about this."
"So are we." Stephen grinned at her. "We're also happy that the three of us have started shagging again. It's so rare that it's the three of us together at once."
"I feel more grounded and at peace when I'm with the two of you and all three of us are together," Abby admitted shyly. "When I'm with one of you, I love it... but it feels like something is missing."
"I thought I was the only one that felt like that," Becker said.
"No, I do, too."
"So do I." Stephen reached out to run his hand over Abby's hair. "It's good when it's any two of us, when when it's all three it's perfect."
Abby nodded. "Feels complete."
"Feels amazing," Becker said with a nod of his own.
She smiled softly and then nodded at them.
"And can I just say that I never imagined you'd want to try both of us in your mouth at once," Stephen said with a smirky little grin. He always knew exactly how to keep the moment from getting too serious.
Abby blushed brightly.
"Aww, you are so adorable when you blush," Stephen teased. "Don't worry, I think it's incredibly hot that you want us both in you at the same time like that."
"I do. I like having you both at the same time." She swallowed. "Well, if we find out there's no way for both of you to fit at the same time, I can always just go back and forth between giving you simultaneous blow jobs and see which one of you comes first." She couldn't believe she had just said that out loud.
Stephen groaned. "Fuck, that sounds amazing, too."
"I did a lot of reading when I was away," she admitted.
"Including stuff like that?" Becker looked down at Abby, amazed.
She nodded slowly, bringing up her hands to cover her face. "I was curious to see what some of those erotica books were about and I think I needed a break from science..."
Stephen reached down to pull her hands from her face. "Love, don't ever hide from us. The thought that you want to try some of the things you've read is amazing."
"I'd like to but... I'm not always sure how to bring them up. I mean, double blow job isn't something you can just fit into casual conversation."
"Scary thing is, with us? It probably is," Becker joked.
That made Abby start giggling.
"Because we are completely okay with you randomly telling us you have something new you want to try," Stephen said. "You never need to worry about finding the right moment."
"There were a lot of interesting things that I read in the four months we were apart. You never know what I might say..."
"As long as it involves us shagging you or some kind of sexual act with you, we're not going to care," he said.
"I have the best guys ever."
"Damn right you do," Becker said.
"I love you. I love you both so damn much."
"And we love you just as much," Stephen said, looking down at Abby with a smile.
She looked back into his face and smiled slowly. "Figured out yet how to start?"
"We're kneeling close together, now it's your turn. Need your mouth closer so we can make sure we're right." Oh, Stephen, the way you sounded when you talked dirty.
It was obvious from the look in her eyes that Abby loved it when he talked like that and she moved her head closer so that she was laying right beneath them.
Becker moved forward first, shifting to the side slightly so there was room for Stephen to move forward. The idea of Abby's mouth on them both at the same time had an obvious effect on him.
She was fascinated by how much harder they both looked when she was at this angle. She would swear that the closer they got to her mouth, they became even harder.
If it was physically possible, she'd be right.
"Think this might work," Stephen murmured.
While he was thinking that, Abby lifted just slightly and moved her tongue across the underside of both of their cocks.
Stephen groaned, twitching his hips slightly.
Encouraged by that response, Abby repeated the action a few more times.
Each brush of her tongue made the men move a little closer.
She was already enjoying this quite a lot. As they got closer, her tongue moved further down towards their tips.
"Oh yes, I think this is going to work," Stephen said, his voice merely a whimper.
She continued until she was managing to drag her tongue around their tips, then she leaned forward and sucked gently on them both.
"That's it," Stephen encouraged. "That's our girl..."
She was amazed that she was able to start pulling them both into her mouth. There was no way that they would both fit into her throat at the same time, but she could pull them both close to that.
And whatever she could do to them, they would happily take.
Abby shifted her head, taking them both a little further into her mouth. Since she was laying down, this gave her hands the freedom to start stroking both of them.
Becker had to fight the urge to buck his hips; he did this by turning his head and kissing Stephen desperately. It wasn't the best position, but he had to do something.
She would have smiled if she wasn't still trying to see how far into her mouth she could take both of them.
Stephen's distracted thought was that they were really going to have to do something to thank Abby for this later.
Abby stilled her mouth, letting herself get used to the feel of both of them. While she kept her head completely still, her hands were still moving in perfect rhythm.
"Oh God," Becker gasped, breaking the kiss. "Thank you, Abby. Thank you."
She tilted her head back slightly, which gave them a little more room to slide into her mouth. One way or another, she was going to make them come apart. She was determined in that.
And they took full advantage of that room, each moving forward slightly.
She moaned, the sound coming from her throat and rippling along the rest of her body and to them.
"Oh, Jesus," Becker gasped. "Yes, God yes."
She loved that reaction, so she moaned around them again.
Stephen shuddered, a reaction that transmitted to Abby and Becker. "Oh, this is so going on the list of things I really really like," he muttered.
Abby stopped her hands on them and then squeezed them both at the same time.
Becker couldn't help it, he bucked his hips slightly.
Abby groaned, not because it hurt but because that caused her to suck on them again and she was enjoying feeling how much they were enjoying themselves.
"Best girlfriend ever, y'know that?" Becker managed to say, amazed that he could get out any kind of sentence at all.
Abby sucked on them again, but lifted up a hand to flash her ring at them. There was no doubting what that meant.
"Fiancee," he amended. "Best fiancee ever."
She nodded, which probably felt very interesting from their point of view.
Oh, yes it did. It very much did. So interesting that it was Stephen's turn to buck his hips slightly. "Close," he gasped.
Abby's eyes widened when she realized how that had felt for them. She went back to stroking them, and then nodded again.
Stephen's hands clenched slightly as he fought for control.
Abby was too far gone with focusing on getting her two men to come, so she kept alternating between stroking and nodding her head.
Stephen was perilously close to the edge; he might've been able to cling to control a little longer if Becker hadn't started nipping at his earlobe and he definitely would've been able to cling to control longer if Becker hadn't started begging him to come so he could come, too.
Throwing his head back, Stephen moaned as he came, one of his hands clutching at Becker's.
Considering that Abby was still holding onto them, she had felt them start to orgasm and tried to swallow everything they were giving her. However, breathing became a necessity and she had to pull back. She kept her hands stroking them through their release though.
She obviously would need to practice some more on this idea.
Becker whimpered as he rode out his orgasm. "Oh, holy God."
"God probably felt that," Abby gasped out.
Stephen laughed huskily. "Oh, love, we owe you for that. We so owe you for that."
She shook her head. "Don't owe me. Loved doing it for you." She was probably going to be ignored on at least one part of that statement.
Yeah, she really was.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Becker said, smiling shyly.
"I'll do it a lot so I can learn how to swallow all of you when you both orgasm."
"I'm not going to lie," Stephen said, collapsing on the bed. "I like that idea a lot."
She couldn't move much so just laid down where she was.
Becker curled up on her other side.
"Intense. Wow." She grinned. "Hands and mouth."
"I just hope you enjoyed it even half as much as we did," Stephen said, as Becker curled up against Abby.
"I made my men happy. Of course I did."
"But we don't ever want you to do anything that'd be demeaning yourself," Becker said, wrapping an arm around her waist.
Abby snuggled against Becker, her other arm moving to Stephen. "I don't think I understand what you mean, love."
"Don't ever want you to do something just because you think we'd like it."
"Don't worry, love. I may confuse you guys with God on a regular basis, but I'm not about to go around calling you Master."
"Pfft." Stephen snorted. "I'd rather be God."
Abby muffled her giggles.
"I just hate the idea of us wanting something you wouldn't," Becker said.
"You're forgetting the art of compromise," Stephen pointed out. "We'd find something to do for her if she'd do whatever for us. And if she really didn't want to do it, then we'd find something else we want. Because face it, it's not like we have any shortage of things we want her to do."
"And so far there hasn't been anything brought up that has made me uncomfortable." She turned her head to kiss him. "But I love how protective you are of my feelings."
Becker smiled against her lips. "I don't want to do anything to drive you away again. I guess I'm going a little bit overboard."
"But it's sweet." She touched his face. "I'm never leaving you again."
"You better not, or I'll pout. And do you really want me pouting?"
She giggled. "The Hilary pout is a very dangerous weapon."
"Damn right it is," he said with as solemn a nod as he could manage.
She lay her head back down against him, making sure she also still had a hold of Stephen.
"I love this," Stephen said suddenly. "Just laying here with the two of you. It's... peaceful."
"Ours."
"Exactly."
She nodded. Then she smiled, baring her teeth. "Mine."
"Yours," Stephen said, nodding in agreement. "Forever."
She grinned, snuggling against the both of them. "You guys were hot, by the way."
"How so?" Becker questioned, and this time it was just because he wanted to see what she'd say.
"I liked feeling you both come... seeing it."
"I had no idea we'd both fit," Becker admitted. "So when we did, even that little bit... dear God."
"I wasn't sure, either, but I wanted to try."
"We're damn glad you did," Stephen said.
"Me, too."
"You could want to try anything and we'd say yes," he said. "After we finished staring at you in awe for wanting it, that is."
She smiled slightly. "I'm not someone who will be scared of a little thing like hot sex with her two guys."
"Well, good, because if you were that'd make us sad." Becker grinned cheerfully. "And you don't want that."
She was silent for a moment and then she couldn't help it. "They have these really detailed books with all kinds of photos to show you how some things are done," she teased.
That would be when her boys let out simultaneous whimpers.
"I've seen them and they are full of ideas."
"You so have a list, don't you?" Becker accused.
"Maaaybe...."
"Any chance you'd tell us about it?" Stephen asked hopefully.
"The chances are pretty good."
"Well, then..."
"But some of them that I got curious about... I... I don't know."
"We can't say yes or no until we know what they are," Stephen said logically.
She was silent a moment. "There was a book about these lovers..." She started, not quite believing she was saying this. "The guys managed to find a way to both make love to their wife at the same time..."
"Keep going," Stephen urged gently.
"It sounded intense," she said shyly. "They weren't in her mouth."
"Well..." Becker sounded almost as shy. "I can think of a way..."
It really was kind of amazing that they were in a relationship that consisted of the three of them, and Abby and Becker still had periods of shyness like this.
"It's okay, Hilary," Stephen encouraged. "You can say it."
"It'd involve one of us in front of you and one of us behind you," Becker said to Abby. "And, uh, it'd involve anal sex."
Really, how had this not come up before now given the style of their relationship?
"So, something we need to try."
"God yes." Becker whimpered softly.
"I'd like to."
"That's up to you, love," Stephen said. "We'd never say no to you on it, but that kind of thing's an activity you should decide on. A little personal and all."
"It's with you guys -- the men I love more than life."
"Then whenever you want it, we'll do it."
"We'll have to do that after I'm done giving one of you a blow job while the other one is going down on me." She stuttered. "That was my out loud voice, wasn't it?"
Becker couldn't help laughing. "Yes, love. Yes, it was."
She buried her face against Stephen's side.
"Don't be embarrassed," Stephen said. "Not like we haven't thought about doing that to you."
"You need to tell me these things so I don't make an idiot out of myself."
"But we like hearing you say them."
"Evil."
"Not evil," Becker said. "It's... kind of a turn on, in a way, hearing you say them."
"Really?" Oh Becker, haven't you learned not to give your darling girl such ammunition? "So if I were to say I wanted one of your cocks up my arse..."
Becker groaned. "We'd just ask whose."
Abby nipped at Stephen's side.
Stephen yelped softly. "Mine?"
She ran her tongue over the place she had nipped. "That would be up to the two of you to figure out. I just figured since I bite at Hilary a lot, it was only fair to do it to you, too."
"Good. Was starting to feel left out." Except not so much.
"I'm sorry."
"No, not really. I was just teasing."
She licked his ribs again.
Stephen whimpered softly. "I like when you do that."
"Licking you?"
"Uh-huh."
She did it again.
"God, yes."
"I love the two of you so damn much."
"And we love you," Becker said quietly.
"Good thing since you like to shag me so much," she teased.
Stephen grinned. "The shagging is always better when you're in love."
She laughed. "This is very true."
"Not that it's required, but it does make everything a damn sight better," Becker agreed.
"And more peaceful."
"And just... better."
"Yes."
"So much better," Stephen said, looking at the two of them.
She smiled at him, feeling both peaceful and loved.
"I love both of you," Stephen said softly. "I know I'm not always easy to put up with."
"We all have our moments."
"Who, me?" Becker joked. "Never."
"But we always work them out because we need each other and we love each other."
"And we need each other in different ways at different times, but we make it work because we're better together than we are apart," Stephen said quietly.
Abby nodded. "That's exactly it. I'm not complete without you guys."
"Why do I get the feeling that there's going to be a whole lot more sex with all three of us now that we know how good it feels?" Becker wondered aloud.
"Because there is..." She smiled slightly. "That it, if it's all right with the two of you."
"Of course it is," Stephen said instantly.
"Does this mean we're also going to start buying toys to experiment with?"
"Only if you want to."
"I'm a little curious."
"And we like it when you get curious." Stephen grinned at her.
"One of you would have to go with me. I am not going into one of those shoppes alone."
"Or we could both go with you," Becker suggested hesitantly.
"Yes."
Becker smiled, happy that she'd agreed to the idea.
"It would be fun," Abby said, turning to look at Becker.
"It would," Stephen agreed. "He has some good ideas sometimes, doesn't he?"
"I think he gets good ideas a lot."
"I've had a few, anyway." Becker was grinning, though.
"Do you guys have lists, too?"
"We had all those months apart, Abby. Of course we have lists," Becker said.
"Would you share them with me sometime?"
"Of course, love."
"Thank you."
"You don't need to thank us for that."
"When I thank you for loving me you get cranky looks on your faces."
"You don't need to thank us for anything," Becker said.
"That goes both ways."
"Won't stop us, though."
She smiled, shaking her head.
"What?" Becker asked.
"Just feeling happy and so very lucky."
"We love you," Stephen said gently. "And we will do anything to make you happy. Anything at all, anything you want."
"I am suffering from a lack of kissing right now." She tried to keep the teasing out of her voice, but it didn't quite work.
"Oh, we can't have that," Stephen said. "No, we can't have that at all. Hilary, kiss her."
Becker whimpered at the order, leaning his head in to kiss Abby happily.
Abby shivered when Stephen gave the order and reaching up to play with Becker's hair as they kissed.
"Oh, yes," Stephen whispered. "I like watching you two."
That caused Abby to shiver more, and she deepened the kiss.
Becker brought a hand up to cup the back of Abby's neck.
She parted her lips, letting her tongue explore the inside of Becker's mouth.
Becker moaned into the kiss, at the same time as he grabbed Stephen's hand and brought it to rest against Abby's hip.
Abby deepened the kiss reaching her free hand to grab on to whomever she could get a grip on.
Stephen caught Abby's hand in his free hand and squeezed it lightly.
She liked it when they were all connected like this.
Stephen slid his hand over to rest on Becker's hip, tracing circles lightly against the other man's skin.
Abby continued to kiss Becker, making happy noises as she did so.
"She's so cute when she makes those noises, isn't she?" Stephen asked Becker, teasing his hand up the other man's side a little bit.
Abby would have said something truly sarcastic, but her tongue was a little busy.
Becker nipped playfully at Abby's tongue, at the same time as he shivered at Stephen's touch.
Abby wrapped her tongue around his, gently sucking on it.
He moaned at that, pressing against Abby.
Abby kept one hand beside her on Stephen, but used her other hand to run through Becker's hair as they kissed.
Stephen pressed against Abby from behind, needing some kind of contact besides their hands. "God, I love you," he whispered in her ear.
Abby whimpered into the kiss with Becker, moving back against Stephen, doing her best to tell him without words how much she loved him.
This was how it was supposed to be, the three of them in a tangle of limbs and utterly happy. Becker broke the kiss off, but only long enough to gasp out, "Perfect. This is perfect."
Abby nodded in agreement. She loved it when the three of them were tangled up together like this.
"This is how it always should have been," Stephen said.
"Will always be from now on."
"I like the sound of that," he said, his hand wandering idly over Becker's hip as he pressed against Abby.
Abby squirmed a little, trying to touch both of them.
Stephen bit back a whimper as Abby's squirming brought her in closer contact with him.
This was what she wanted, to be in close contact with her guys. She was happy as long as she had contact with both in some way.
"Love you," Becker whimpered into the kiss. "Both of you."
"Will never stop loving you," Abby murmured. "Either of you."
"You may have to remind us of that sometimes," Stephen murmured in her ear. "We may need that sometimes."
"I'll tell you that as often as you want to hear it," she promised.
"Thank you," Becker said softly. "Because I know I can get needy sometimes."
"So can I."
"Hell, even I have my moments like that," Stephen said.
"That's why we're so good together," she murmured against Becker's mouth. "We're a matching set."
"Whenever one of us is down, the other two are there to pick them back up," Stephen said, his hand slipping back to rest on Abby's hip now.
"Oh definitely," she agreed, smiling at the touch.
"We tell you lately how much we like touching you?" Becker asked, running a hand down one of Abby's arms.
"Not in the last hour, I don't think."
"Well, I like touching you. I like it a lot." He slid his hand over her side.
"And I like watching him touch you," Stephen said quietly.
She whimpered softly at that because she did have a thing for being watched by her guys.
"I like watching him do a lot of things, though," Stephen whispered in her ear.
Abby gasped and nodded. "He's pretty to watch," she agreed.
"I've watched him touch himself, when he thought he was alone," Stephen said. "On the bed, eyes closed, whimpering softly..."
Abby made a small keening sound at the mental images Stephen was pulling into her brain.
"And then he opened his eyes and saw me... and kept on going," Stephen said softly.
She may have squirmed a little at that.
"He likes it, you know," Stephen whispered. "He likes it when I watch him having a wank."
She couldn't bite back the whimper at that piece of information, her hand squeezing Becker's arm gently.
"I always thought I'd be embarrassed if he caught me," Becker said softly. "But I wasn't."
"Why should you be?" Her voice had turned husky. "So beautiful."
"Because I'm a private person," he said. "But Stephen watching me just seemed so... right."
"Because it was Stephen."
"Yeah," Becker said softly. "He was the man I loved, so of course it was right. When he left me, that was one of the best memories I had."
"Oh, God..." Stephen said softly, not sure what to do.
"No, it's okay," Becker, said, lifting his head slightly to smile at Stephen. "I'm not angry anymore. I'm just saying, that was one of the best memories."
"And you've made new memories to wank to," Abby said softly.
"Uh-huh," Becker said with a nod. "A lot of new memories for it."
She swallowed, her eyes a little glassy as she looked at him.
Becker noticed that glassy shine. "Oh, she likes this," he said to Stephen. "She likes the idea of you watching me."
There was no way Abby could deny what he could obviously see.
"Why?" Stephen murmured against her ear. "What about it gets you so hot?"
Oh, he could be so mean sometimes.
She whimpered. "Because he's gorgeous and I know how you react to him when we're usually together." She swallowed. "And the idea of you watching him, and I can see you stroking yourself, too."
"And he did, too," Becker said with a slow, lazy smile. "Oh, he did."
It was cruel sometimes how easily the two of them could get her riled up.
But they liked seeing it. They really liked seeing it.
"Sometimes I wouldn't even know he was there until he moaned as he came," Becker said. "Stephen's very, very good at being quiet when he really wants to be."
"Oh god," she whimpered.
"We're being mean, aren't we?" Stephen asked, his voice husky.
She shook her head. "Uh huh." So very clear there, Abby.
"We should make that up to you, shouldn't we?" This was from Becker.
"Please." Her voice was between a whimper and a moan.
"What do you want, love?" he asked softly. "Name it and it's yours."
"I don't know," she wailed. "I just want the two of you."
"Ssh, love, it's all right," Becker soothed. "We'll think of something. We always do, don't we?"
She nodded, leaning forward to kiss him. She knew that it had to do something for their egos that they got her so worked up that she couldn't vocalize what she wanted.
Becker returned the kiss tenderly. "First question is, do you want us touching you or not?" Because really, they had to narrow the ideas down somehow.
She nodded. "Yes. Oh yes."
"Well... Hm." Becker frowned thoughtfully.
She looked at him, her eyes a darker blue than usual.
"All depends on how raunchy you want us to get right now," he said, fighting off a blush.
"Raunchy," she said, her blush deepening.
"Well, then... there's the ideas we were talking about earlier," Becker said hesitantly.
"I'm not the one in charge tonight," she said breathlessly.
"Something that intimate, you're allowed to have a preference."
"I know which one I want," Stephen said.
Abby turned her eyes to Stephen. "Which."
"Both of us in you at the same time," he replied.
Becker let out a whimper of agreement.
She nodded, her eyes getting that glassy look again. "Yes, oh god, yes."
"And I want him in you from behind." Apparently Stephen was the one in charge now. He had a feeling Becker wouldn't voice his wants on this, so Stephen had to step in and voice them for the other man.
Abby could only nod. The way she was feeling right now, she was happy to go along with whatever Stephen was going to suggest.
"He wants it, too," Stephen said, grinning at Abby. "He's just too shy to say it. So we'll have to decide it for him, won't we?"
Abby turned her head to kiss Stephen and there was a bit of demand in that kiss.
Stephen kissed Abby in return as Becker slipped out of bed.
Abby nipped gently at his lower lip as they kissed.
Stephen moaned and rested a hand against her hip. "So, how does it really feel knowing your boyfriend just slipped out of bed to go get the lube so his cock can be up your arse?" he whispered. "He feels amazing, by the way."
Oh, there you were, tendency to talk dirty.
Abby moaned softly against him when he said that.
"And he has a knack for knowing just what's too much," Stephen said, his voice still that husky whisper.
She hadn't known that it was possible to get even more turned on, but both Stephen and Becker always seemed to be able to bring her to an even higher state of arousal.
That was when Becker came back to the bed. "This will probably work easiest if everybody's kneeling."
Abby got up onto her knees, her eyes still slightly glazed from Stephen's talking to her.
Becker knelt behind Abby, uncapping the small bottle in his hands.
"You should see his face right now," Stephen said to Abby as he knelt. "He's turned on and nervous at the same time and God, he's beautiful."
"He's always beautiful," she said softly, turning her head slightly to look at Becker behind her. "Why are you nervous? Its just me."
"It's also the first time we've done this," he said as he began to slick himself up.
"Which makes it that much more exciting."
"And means I have to be careful," Becker said, capping the bottle and setting it aside, pressing against Abby from behind.
"You'll do fine," Stephen soothed, even as he pressed against Abby from the front, hand going between her legs to position himself. "You always do with me."
"I always feel good no matter how you're touching me," she murmured.
Stephen entered her slowly; taking a deep breath, Becker positioned himself against Abby and pushed forward just as slowly.
Abby gasped softly at the beginning burn, but she pressed back against Becker encouragingly.
"Sorry," he whispered as he kept pushing forward. "Sorry, love, I know it hurts."
"It will be okay," she reassured him. She had read that much.
"I'll stop if it's too much," he promised, even as he kept pushing forward.
Stephen went still inside Abby, not wanting to move yet.
Abby made sure to keep her body as relaxed as possible. This new sensation was a little painful, but she also knew that it wouldn't stay painful. She pushed back against Becker very carefully and slowly.
Becker went still, letting Abby push her way back onto him. "That's it," he murmured, looking down to watch her. "Slow and careful."
"It'll stop hurting soon," Stephen said. "And then it'll start feeling good. He'll start feeling good."
"He always feels good," Abby gasped softly.
"He'll start feeling good now," Stephen amended.
"She already feels good," Becker said, a shy note in his voice.
Abby shivered a little at the note in Becker's voice and pushed back a little more.
Becker cautiously pushed forward as Abby pushed back on him.
Abby felt the burning intensify for a moment and she felt like she was being stretched too wide for words, but she continued to push back a little at a time.
"That's our Abby love," Stephen whispered. "Slow and careful, that's it."
Becker was only halfway inside her and she was already starting to feel pleasure become more than the pain.
"Love you, Abby," Becker whispered as he moved. "Love you."
"I love you," she said with a soft gasp. "Love you both."
"Tell me if it's too much," Becker said, going still inside her for a moment.
"Never. You will never be too much."
"For this, maybe."
She shook her head.
"You feel so good, Abby," Becker whispered. "So good."
"So do you."
"I do?"
She pressed back a little more. "Yes," she gasped softly.
Becker hesitated before thrusting slowly, carefully. "I'm sorry if it hurts, but I can't stay still," he said softly. "You feel too good."
She pushed back against him as he moved. "It's all right, it doesn't hurt any more."
Stephen smiled as he too began to thrust.
"Oh god," Abby gasped, her eyes rolling up for a moment. "Feels... you two..."
"Tell us," Stephen murmured. "Tell us how it feels."
Abby backed against Becker while pulling Stephen closer to her. "Like you're both making me a permanent part of you," she whispered. "I can feel both of you, filling me up and rubbing against each other through me."
"And we certainly enjoy filling you," Stephen whispered in Abby's ear.
A long moan was pulled from her throat at Stephen's words.
The two men quickly found a slow, lazy rhythm of mutual thrusting.
The sensations that both men were causing were so completely different, but they were perfectly in sync with Abby and what she needed.
They somehow seemed to know exactly what they needed to do; their connection had only deepened since everything had finally worked out for them.
"Never imagined something could be like this."
"It's amazing," Becker agreed, ducking his head and pressing a kiss to the crook of Abby's neck. "Amazing and perfect."
"It's like I'm being claimed by you both in a deeper way."
"Because you are," Stephen said, his voice once more in that register Abby loved.
"Marked," she tried to explain even as she got distracted by his voice. "You both feel so good."
"Tell me how I'm making you feel," Becker said, resting his hands on Abby's hips. His voice had also hit that tone Abby liked. Her boys were not above going for the stuff they knew she enjoyed even as they tried new things.
"You're making me feel like I'm full of fire," she said, drawing in a breath. "Every move you make in my arse makes all of my nerves start to twitch. Because you know you're the first one who has ever done this to me.
"You want me to stop?" he asked, even as he moved slowly against her.
"No, please don't stop."
"Wasn't really planning on it," he assured her.
"That's a very good thing," she whispered, trying to find words for how having him and Stephen in her at the same time was making her feel.
"I've thought about this for months," Becker admitted, burying his face against Abby's shoulder.
"Really?"
"Uh-huh," he said, voice muffled.
"It feels really good," she said softly. "I never imagined..."
"I wasn't sure how to bring the subject up," Becker said as he experimentally thrust a little harder. "Because really, 'I want to shag you up the arse' isn't exactly something I can say in casual conversation with you."
Stephen was probably laughing on the inside about how the two people he loved and had done things with were still shy when it came to expressing what they wanted.
"I wouldn't mind if you said things like that to me," she said carefully. "I've heard you tell Stephen what you want when you guys haven't realized I'm there yet."
And that would be Becker turning half a dozen shades of red. He tended to have a mouth on him.
She had no idea she had made him blush as she pushed back against him.
Stephen noticed the blush, though, and laughed huskily. "Relax, Hil," he said. "She obviously liked hearing you say those things."
Abby nodded. "I like it when you two talk like that... and when you talk to me like that."
"So you like it when we talk dirty?" Becker asked curiously.
"Oh yes," she murmured.
"Good. Because I seem to have a tendency towards it at certain times."
"I won't ever get upset at hearing it."
"Good, because our Captain can get delightfully filthy," Stephen said, being absolutely no help at all.
She squirmed a little against both of them when Stephen decided to be so helpful.
"Stephen, stop it," Becker said, flushing again as he thrust.
"What? I think it's hot that you let that side of you out."
"I enjoyed what I heard that one time," she whimpered.
"Now I'm trying to remember what I've said," Becker said, laughing softly.
"I'm sure you'll have plenty to say."
"Oh, I'm sure." He fell silent for a moment, lost in the way Abby felt.
She moved back against Becker, enjoying the new sensations of being connected like this to both men.
"God, the looks on your faces," Stephen said softly.
Abby looked at him. "Tell us."
"You look like you're going to come completely unhinged at any second and Hilary just looks so... determined but peaceful at the same time."
"You always make me feel unhinged," Abby whimpered. "Both of you."
"Right back at you," Becker said, pressing a kiss to Abby's shoulder.
"This... you guys feel so good..."
"So do you," Stephen said, his voice tight. "You feel incredible, love, you always do."
"Glad that I told you I wanted this."
"Don't ever want you to hold back on telling us what you want," Stephen said. "Because I honestly can't imagine us not being willing to do it at least once."
"Try anything once?"
"Anything," Stephen said with a nod.
"Good to know."
"We could never turn you down," Becker told her.
She squirmed again, pulling them both close to her.
Becker buried his face against Abby's shoulder. "So close," he whimpered. "Oh God, so close." And yet he didn't want this moment to end.
If she could have twisted her body to hold him, she would have, but turning caused her body to tighten around Stephen and Becker at the same time.
That tightening brought whimpering moans from both men.
She wasn't sure exactly what she had done to get that reaction and tried moving a different way.
"Oh fuck," Becker whimpered in her ear.
"Feels nice?"
"Feels bloody amazing."
She turned her body again.
"Making it really difficult for me to hold on," Becker said with a gasp.
"Oh?" She was really interested in how she was managing that. She experimentally moved back against Becker while tightening herself around Stephen.
Now it was Stephen's turn to whimper. "God, Abby," he said. "God."
She grinned at him. "I was trying to be helpful."
"Only way that's helpful is if you want us to come at the same time," Stephen growled.
Oh, Stephen. Surely you know better. Abby twisted her body again.
They didn't come quite at the same time, but it was damn near to it; they both came with loud gasps of her name.
The sensation of the two of them coming at the same time caused Abby to squirm as she got closer to her own orgasm.
Stephen tipped Abby's head up and kissed her, at the same time as Becker nipped sharply at her neck.
Abby let out a sharp cry into Stephen's mouth as she came hard against them both.
"Holy shit," Becker mumbled against her neck.
"Oh god."
"That was fantastic," he said, picking his head up. "Utterly fantastic."
"It was amazing." Not that she was able to move yet.
Thankfully, her boys were content to keep her pinned between them for the moment.
"Love you guys so much."
"And we love you," Stephen said softly.
"Don't ever stop."
"We won't."
Abby nodded, her body still quivering between them from the intensity of everything.
"Ssh," Becker murmured, running his hands down her arms. "It's all right, love. It's all right."
Gradually, her body began to calm down and she moaned softly. "Oh wow."
"A little intense, wasn't it?" Becker pressed a light kiss to her shoulder.
"More than a little."
"The very good kind, though."
"Yes. Oh my god, yes."
"I'm glad," Becker said softly.
"I'm glad you guys wanted to."
"Why wouldn't we have?" Stephen asked. "A chance for both of us to shag the woman we love at the same time... yeah, like we were really passing that up."
Part Three