Alternate Part 14“Jay, are you in there?” Paige asked, pushing open the door to Jay’s room at the house they used to share. As the full tableau was revealed, he paled and started gibbering. Jay smiled and shut the door behind him, locking it with a key. White had been replaced with crimson, deep red velvet, candles, desire unleashed.
“Paige...” he hissed, prodding his tongue at Paige’s ear. “Bobby and I want to share something with you...” Jay curled his leg around Paige’s and rubbed up and down. “Something hard.” Paige tried to pull away but there was little he could do. He was locked in. Jay sighed and shook his head. He was just wearing some very low-riding velvet pants, nothing else. The bandage had been discarded for the night, and some foundation had been judiciously applied to conceal the worst of the bruises. I even wanted to fuck him, but I wasn’t the target tonight.
“I already told you, I don’t like...” Paige’s words died in his mouth as I crept up behind him and licked at the nape of his neck. He shivered and tried to back up against the wall so he wouldn’t be blind-sided again.
“If you don’t like it, then why aren’t you screaming?” I asked, nibbling intently at his neck. “Maybe little Paigey isn’t as loyal as he wants everyone to think he is...maybe little Paigey wants to fuck around.” Pulled his shirt out of his pants and then teased at the waistband of his boxers. Jay smiled at me appreciatively. Maybe it was because I was actually doing a good job of seducing the half-insensate Paige, maybe it was because I was wearing pretty much the same outfit as he was and he wanted to pound me into the ground. It didn’t matter.
Paige’s eyes twitched in his head as we worked on his neck, Jay occasionally moving to assault his mouth, driving moans out. “You like it, don’t you?” he whispered harshly. Paige nodded dumbly, licking his lips. “You want more, don’t you?” Another nod. I slowly let my fingers creep in under his waistband and begin to slowly move down towards his cock. He jumped and turned his attention to me. “Bobby and I want more too...are you gonna deny us?” Paige shook his head slowly, starting to sink to the floor.
“Ryan and Amir....” he began, but I drowned him out with a kiss. We gently guided him to the bed and helped him lie down. He stared up at the ceiling with glassy eyes, eyes that would devour, consume, destroy.
“They’re out, aren’t they? Probably fucking in some cheap hotel room...” Jay trailed off and looked at me for a second. I stared to unbutton Paige’s shirt slowly, his body arching into my hands. I tried to pretend that it didn’t bother me how hot and sweaty his skin was getting. “Just forget them. They don’t matter.” He thrust his hands into Paige’s pants and Paige screeched for a moment. Finally his shirt was undone and tossed carelessly across the room. I descended onto his nipple, making him twitch in divine ecstasy. Jay removed his hand and gestured for me to stop as well.
Paige was breathing hard, fast, panting as he stared up at the red gauze that we had stretched along the ceiling. He swallowed with difficulty and then reached for Jay’s waist, pulling him on top of him. “Wanna see you...” he moaned, his hands fumbling with the catches on Jay’s pants. Jay smirked and pulled back, straddling Paige.
His fingers undid the snaps and then started to pull the pants down and reveal more of his creamy skin. Then some red, a letter, then another...five letters all carved into his flesh right underneath his bellybutton, just above his cock. Paige groaned. “We are already yours.” Jay whispered, pulling down on my pants, the letters carved into my upper thigh, trailing downwards towards my entrance. Gods, last night had been torture, using the razor blade to cut his flesh, feeling him cut my own, and he wouldn’t let me do anything. Maybe he would change his mind now. But Paige had struck first and was pulling Jay down into long, tortuous kisses, trying to distract him from the fact that he was pulling down his pants and sliding his fingers across Jay’s thighs and down into the furrow of his desire. I grabbed one of Paige’s hand and started licking at his thumb, sucking on it until he briefly stopped plunging his tongue into Jay’s throat for a moment. Jay smiled, his eyes half-closed, “Don’t forget about Bobby. He wants some fun too.” Paige moved his hand out of my reach, Jay leaned over and kissed me violently, Paige continued peeling down Jay’s pants.
I didn't use this one because I thought it was lacking in something. So I stopped it.