-Celesta SunStar
I don't own the Ronin Warriors. I make no profit from this.
/.../ means telepathic speech (as between the armor bonds)
WARNING: Male/Male/Male/Male SEX ahead. You DO NOT have to read it if you do not want to, especially as I am posting it as a footnote, since I want to keep the main storyline free for everybody to read.
IT IS NOT MY FAULT IF YOU READ THIS WHEN YOU DO NOT LIKE MEN HAVING SEX WITH OTHER MEN!
Further warnings: unbetaed, so all mistakes are mine,
Also slight Seckmet bondage, since both Dais and I felt like it and since Seckmet can probably get out of almost anything.
Now, on with the orgy!
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He was very comfortable, Sage decided, as he half woke. Not really wanting to wake up he let the sensations soak into his lethargic body. The first thing he noticed was that he was warm. Usually he kept tons of blankets on the bed because he was always cold at night.
He wasn't quite sure why, but as long as there was sunlight, or enough ambient light around while he was awake, he was comfortable. However, Mia had pitched a hissy fit when he had wanted to sleep on the roof, so the blankets were the next best substitute.
There were only a couple of candles burning in the room, but his body pillows certainly made up for the lack of blankets.
Slightly more awake now, but not enough to want to move, Sage brushed against the soul bonds wrapped around his heart. There was one snapped and another fraying, one strong and supporting, not only him but also a fourth that seemed a bit more fragile. Another was only barely there, drifting off in the distance and seemingly rudderless, but Sage could feel the barest touch of presence along it. However, three more bonds were woven together with the strong one to shield and insulate the battered heart.
Sage smiled and prepared to sink back into the comforting lassitude of sleep, but the shifting into a slightly more comfortable spot on the mattress brought another facet of his immediate surroundings to his attention. He turned a bit to look at the Warlord pressed against his back and raised an eyebrow above humor filled eyes.
"You know, Cale, I do not think that particular shade of red goes well with your hair."
As the blue-haired Warlord blushed even darker, Sage twisted some more, his hand stroking down inside Cale's clothes to wrap around the hardness that had been pressing against his hip. The armor bond between the two sparked to a sudden and intense life, and the uncertainty along it also traveled in Cale's voice.
"Sage?"
Sage lifted his other hand and pulled Cale into a sweet, openmouthed kiss, while the hand down Cale's pants tightened ever so slightly on the silken shaft in his grip. Cale groaned and arched into the teasing caress, taking control of the kiss and turning it a bit more primal and a bit hungrier.
/Sage?/ The question came again, gently but insistent.
/What?/ Sage's answer was tinged with amused curiosity.
/Not that I am objecting, but why this way? Why now?/
Sage's lower hand stopped its movements for a second, oblivious to Cale's piteous moan. After a moment he resumed, answering simply /Because this is the way it is. And because it is time./
Cale broke the kiss to draw in some much-needed breaths and so he could see Sage's adorable pout. "Have you... done this before?"
Sage shook his head no with a sly smile and started to prove to Cale that he did, at least, know what he was doing.
/Room for one more?/ A lighter thought came to both of them.
/The more the merrier,/ Sage responded wickedly, as he began to play with Cale's nipples.
/Then I better tie up Seckmet while he is still asleep./ As Sage frowned in surprise, the white-haired Warlord grinned at them over the snoring Seckmet. /And Sage, Cale is incredibly ticklish./
/DAIS!/
Sage prevented the imminent murder by nibbling on a convenient ear. Having regained Cale's attention, he nodded over to where Dais was making short work of lightly trussing up Seckmet. "Does he have a reason, or is he just kinky?"
"Umm, both?"
"Ah... And about the ticklish part?"
In pure self-defense, Cale rolled on top of the laughing blonde and pinning his hands, kissed him hard, wanting to taste the smile he saw.
That movement also rolled them into Seckmet, who woke with a snort and a jerk.
"What the... DAIS!"
"Oh hush," Dais lightly smacked Seckmet on the arm, his pale blue eye smiling at the not really irritated Warlord. "Don't they look cute?"
In the short time that Dais had been paying attention to Seckmet, Cale and Sage had managed to rip each other's clothes off.
Seckmet looked over at the glistening bodies and the taut limbs winding around and against each other and had to swallow hard. And that wasn't the only thing that was hard, Dais noticed with amusement and not a little lust. Then Sage gasped and Cale stiffened, their mutual pleasure rolling down the link and echoing through the other two. Dais found himself humping Seckmet as he let go, while the sudden stimulus on top of the rest of it caused Seckmet to explode as well.
Stirring himself out of the rosy haze they were all drifting in, Dais draped himself across Seckmet and kissed Sage deeply. /Let's kick this up a notch, shall we?/
Sage moaned as Dais sent teasing sensations over the link.
Seckmet moaned too, since Dais was also playing with his developing hardness. With the white-haired Warlord draped across his hips, he writhed against the weight and the bonds to encourage more contact.
Dais saw Cale's glowing eyes as he ended the kiss. Smirking, he pulled Sage until the younger man was kneeling over Seckmet's waist. "Here, play with Seckmet." He ordered with a grin as he rolled to retrieve something from the bedside table.
Freed to move as much as the ropes would allow, Seckmet bucked his hips while leaning forward on his elbows.
Thrown off balance, Sage hooked his arms around the Warlord's neck and found himself caught in a mind-bending kiss. Unable to think of anything he melted against the broad chest under him, rubbing his thumbs in circles at the junction of Seckmet's neck and shoulder. He dimly noticed that Seckmet had also managed to hook his legs over Sage's ankles, pinning the blond on top of him.
Seckmet was very... flexible. As well as being a very talented kisser.... Sage was barely able to notice when Dais' oily hands started massaging his butt.
He did notice when a slight burning feeling heralded fingers breaching his body. He managed to pull out of the kiss only to forget his own name when Seckmet fastened his teeth on his collarbone.
Then Dais was pulling him upright and guiding him down on a pulsing, steel shaft enclosed in sheer silk.
Sage couldn't think any longer, he could only feel...
...feel Seckmet arching underneath him as he pounded into the blonde's willing body, and the burst of stars as the Warlord hit something deep inside...
...feel Dais pressed against him from behind, an arm around his waist holding him steady, his shaft rubbing against the small of his back, as the Warlord nuzzled behind the blonde's ear...
...dimly feel Dais caressing Cale's shaft as Cale let Seckmet push Sage in and out of the Warlord's hot and hungry mouth, Cale's hand coming up to cover Sage's heart...
...feel Seckmet twisting out of one set of ropes to drift a hand over Sage's face and down his sweat-slicked body to rest over Cale's...
And the world exploded, taking Sage to the place where the light could blind even him.
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