"You want to disturb them? I was thinking of grabbing a camera and snapping a few shots for posterity. Seems like the sort of thing that demands it." Orlando could hear the voices, but he ignored them. With a muffled grunt, he rolled to his side and pulled the blanket over his head. There was a warm body somewhere nearby, and he gravitated towards it. The voices continued, softer now, but still annoying to the point where he just wanted to sit up and tell them to bugger off. He hummed to himself when an arm pulled him closer. Much better. But, the annoying voices wouldn't stop... "I think my mental image will be enough, old man. And here you didn't think they'd ever get along." "At least the room doesn't smell like sex." "Unlike Orlando, I don't think Josh wants another vampire." "Yes, he did tell me you kissed him to prove a point about the bond." "What can I say, I was proving a point." That was it. Orlando shook off the arm and sat up, glaring towards the voices. "Would you two kindly shut the bloody buggering fuck up!" "You're a little cranky this evening," Harry said, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. Orlando had the grace to blush, but he decided they deserved it for so rudely waking him. The blankets shifted, and Josh peered around them, rumpled and wincing at the overhead light. "Can you guys keep it down?" "You think they're trying to tell us something?" Karl asked, and Orlando twisted his head to find Karl on the other side of the bed, staring down at him and Josh with a fond expression. "Possibly," Harry replied, then slid under the sheets on Orlando's other side. Orlando noticed that Karl did the same to Josh. Great. Now they were trapped. "Are you going to be quiet?" Orlando asked, giving them both a pointed look. Fuckers. Noisy fuckers. Karl grinned over Josh's shoulder. "Little too much to drink last night?" "Viggo was buying." "That explains everything," Harry said, and Orlando twisted to see if he was laughing. That was when he realized that Harry was completely naked. A fact he'd somehow missed earlier. Granted, that was Orlando's favorite state for Harry to be in, but they had Josh to consider. "Um...you're naked." He glanced at Karl, and noticed he was in the same state. "You're both naked." "Good of you to finally notice," Harry grinned, nuzzling the side of Orlando's neck. Which really wasn't fair at all. How was he supposed to concentrate on anything with Harry's lips on him like that? "Um...but, uh, Josh..." "I'm not cuddling naked with him, now, am I? That's Karl's job." "I, um..." Orlando exhaled softly, going limp when Harry hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Okay." "So does this mean I get to watch now?" Orlando's eyes flew open at Josh's words, and he started to say something. Just then, however, Harry's hand slipped down his stomach until his fingertips dragged across Orlando's ring. Dimly, he was aware that Karl was speaking to Josh. "Do you want to?" "Well, you did promise." "I'd move somewhere comfortable so you can get a good view." Orlando was sure he should have an opinion about this. After all, they were discussing him. But it was hard to muster up the energy to do anything other than moan and clutch at Harry's hip. He could feel the bed shift, and then the sheets were pulled off of him. His skin puckered as cool air hit him, then Karl was right there, hand tangling with Harry's on the ring. "Fuck," Orlando breathed, ending in a soft yelp as Karl slithered down the bed to flick the ring with his tongue. Harry's soft laughter reverberated through his body. Orlando tried to remain still, but it was hopeless. He ended up pushing back against Harry, one hand tangled in Karl's hair as Karl's tongue moved over Orlando's stomach. A soft sound drew his attention, and Orlando opened his eyes just enough to see that Josh had pulled up a chair. His eyes were fixed on the bed, and Orlando smiled as he noted Josh's cock was starting to stiffen. //He likes the show.// //Why wouldn't he?// Karl answered, and then his tongue started working its magic again over the ring. Orlando could feel Harry's smile along the back of his neck, then the hard drag of fangs grazing over-sensitized skin. He didn't even try to bite back the moan that time. If Josh wanted a show, who was Orlando to deny him? Especially when he had Harry and Karl sandwiching him, giving him touches and kisses and the promise of even more pleasure. //He obviously appreciates beauty.// Before Orlando could reply to Harry, strong fingers caught his chin and tipped his head around. He barely had time to register the movement when Harry's lips captured his in a kiss that obliterated everything else. Orlando groaned into it, fingers digging tight into Harry's thigh as Harry shifted to rub against him. The sensations coming from Karl's lips around the ring were just as overwhelming. It was all Orlando could do to cling to a scrap of control, but that grip was shredding under the combined onslaught. A small portion of his brain remembered basically challenging them the night before, and he knew this wasn't going to be the end of it. He was proven right moments later when two blunt fingers, slick with lube, pushed into him with no warning. He whimpered, bowing back into Harry, flailing with one hand to grab onto Karl's shoulder, needing contact, an anchor, something. //We've got you.// With that, Harry started twisting his fingers inside Orlando, preparing him, and Karl's lips moved from the ring to slide along his tattoo. Orlando surrendered, let go of all control, put himself in Karl and Harry's hands, trusting that they would take care of him after they finished taking him apart. "Please," he managed to whisper, grinding back against Harry's fingers. Karl's tongue continued to flicker over his skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. One of these days, they really were going to kill him. "Soon," Harry told him, fangs grazing Orlando's shoulder. Then Harry pressed a little deeper, nudged his fingers against Orlando's prostate and chuckled as Orlando bucked hard. Orlando opened his mouth to suck in a breath and released in a keening moan when his cock was enveloped in wet heat. *** It wasn't that Josh was a prude or anything – far from it, in fact – but he couldn't help but feel like he was witnessing something incredibly private. Karl and Harry were being so attentive to Orlando, so loving, both of them moving in total synchronicity (no doubt perfected over all of those centuries together), and Orlando was just, well. Josh thought if the room caught fire, Orlando wouldn't give a good goddamn as long as Karl and Harry were there. He leaned in, fascinated and more than a little turned on, as Harry replaced his fingers with his cock, and started to move in perfect time with Karl's mouth on Orlando's cock. Orlando let out a strangled moan, and Josh could see him trying to move with them, to take Harry deeper, to take Karl deeper. They were almost indescribably beautiful together, muscled and sleek, with skin glistening in the low light as they all developed a rhythm. "We've got you," Harry repeated, lips moving along the side of Orlando's throat. His eyes watched Karl's every move. Orlando just whimpered, murmuring words that Josh couldn't quite hear. He kept one hand tight on Harry's hip, the other braced on the headboard. Then Harry hooked an arm under Orlando's leg, pulled it up, giving Josh a perfect view of everything that was happening. Josh swallowed hard. Fuck, but the three of them were pretty much the hottest thing he'd ever seen. He was completely hard, body begging for attention, but he didn't want to distract himself. When Karl lifted his head, fingers curling around Orlando's cock, Josh couldn't help but sympathize with Orlando's frustrated growl. "Not yet," Karl said, and met Harry's lips for a smoldering kiss over Orlando's shoulder. Josh watched as they made a show of it, pink tongues slip-sliding together as Harry's hips flexed with each slow thrust inside Orlando's body. //Enjoying the view?// Josh jumped at Karl's voice in his head, then nodded, the motion jerky. //You guys are...// He stopped, unable to think of a single word that would encompass what he was watching. //Don't feel you have to hold back. Feel free to pleasure yourself for me.// //I don't want to miss anything.// Josh sat back in the chair, made himself comfortable as he watched. With a wry smile, he caught Karl's eye. //Not so easy to focus when one's jerking it.// Karl chuckled, and Josh watched as Orlando turned his head, blindly seeking Karl's lips. The low groan Josh was trying to hold back escaped, and he gave in to the inevitable, fingers curling snug around himself. //That's it.// Karl dipped his head to taste Orlando's neck, lips and tongue sliding over golden skin, and Josh's gaze was snared all over again. He didn't know where to look. //Tell me, is there anything in particular you'd like to see? Anything you'd like to watch us do to him?// Josh blinked. Fuck, where should he start? This was like being handed his own private porn film to direct. "I want to watch everything," he finally said out loud. He thought that was safe enough. "Everything, hmm?" Harry sounded amused as he turned his head, met Josh's stare. "As long as he, um, doesn't object." Not that Josh thought Orlando would object to anything they'd do to him. "I want to see everything," he repeated, injecting a firmer tone in his voice. "Little one," Harry said, brushing his lips along Orlando's jaw before sharing a small smile with Karl. "How do you feel about us doing everything to you?" Long lashes fluttered as Orlando managed to give the most indignant look that Josh had ever seen. Which was pretty impressive, considering Harry was still slowly rocking into him. "Define everything," he managed, voice thick and low. "Good point." Karl nodded, fingers ghosting over Orlando's ring as Josh watched, and the smile he gave Josh made him both uneasy and incredibly aroused. "Everything covers a lot. You'll have to be more specific." And yeah, he should have known better. Vampires were notorious for wanting everything spelled out – probably had something to do with the whole permission thing that they all lived by. Fair enough. Josh had a pretty active imagination. He kept stroking his cock in time with Harry's movements, and shifted his gaze to look Harry right in the eyes. "Fine. I want to watch you both fuck him at the same time. I want to see him stretched open, taking you both as deep in his ass as he can. Then, I want to watch you make Karl come in whatever way you want. Then, I want to watch Karl hold you down and fuck you while Orlando fucks him. Then, I want to watch Orlando sucking you both off and I want both of you to cover him in come. And then, I want Karl to drop to his knees and suck me off while you and Orlando watch him pleasure me. Is that a good enough start for you?" Harry grinned, and Josh shivered at the amount of fang displayed. "You're definitely a keeper." "I'm glad." He noticed Karl reaching for the lube, and a thrill of anticipation shot through him. His very own personal porn flick, man. And it looked like they were going to start at the top of his list and work their way through. Christmas had definitely come early. "Please," Orlando beged. Harry just smiled and pulled Orlando's leg a little higher so Josh could see as Karl began to work slick fingers into Orlando alongside Harry's cock. Josh could tell that Orlando was already biting his lip. A dark sense of savage glee filled him at the idea of seeing all the things he'd asked for come to life. "That's it, love, one more finger," Karl crooned. Harry stilled his movements, soothed Orlando with soft kisses to the back of his neck. "Can't..." Orlando gasped, pushed forward. Karl shushed him with a kiss. "Yes, you can," he argued, and then slowly pulled his fingers out. "Harry..." "Got you," Harry said, and tilted Orlando's head back for a deep kiss as Karl knelt between their thighs and slowly started to push forward. //If you want a good view, you might want to come over here.// Josh didn't need any more encouragement. He scrambled from the chair, taking care not to jostle the bed as he arranged himself on the edge of it. From there, he could see everything. And the sight of Karl's cock slowly disappearing inside Orlando, sliding against Harry's, was mind-blowing. Orlando whimpered into the kiss and clawed at Karl. He found a shoulder and gripped, knuckles turning white from the strength of it. Karl just kept pushing, slow and steady, and dipped his head to press soft kisses up Orlando's throat. He lifted his head to meet Harry's gaze, then turned his head a fraction so he could see Josh from the corner of his eye. //How's it look?// "Beautiful," Josh breathed out loud, as Karl slowly started to move. "OhGod..." It came out as a breathless rush as Karl started to rock forward. Harry stayed still, letting Karl do the work, but Josh could tell that his control was also starting to fracture. As Josh watched, Harry pulled Orlando's legs up, positioned them so he'd be more comfortable, then started stroking his sides. The sheer amount of love in that gesture changed everything. Harry pressed soft kisses to Orlando's shoulder, his throat. "We've got you." "Please," Orlando whimpered, voice cracking, but he clung tight to Karl, head back on Harry's shoulder. Karl just reached up, caught Orlando's hand with his and laced their fingers together. He shifted just the tiniest bit, and Orlando's eyes went wide. Even Josh could see the way Orlando allowed Karl to slide in even deeper. In that moment, something inside Orlando seemed to completely relax. Harry curled strong fingers around Orlando's cock, and Orlando responded with a strangled moan that was captured by Karl's kiss. As Josh watched, they settled into a lethargic rhythm, Harry stroking Orlando's cock in time with Karl's sure, deep thrusts. This was, without a doubt, the single most intimate – and hottest – thing Josh had ever seen. Harry's other hand splayed out on Orlando's stomach, shifted, then brushed the gold hoop through Orlando's navel. It was like someone had pushed a button. Orlando tried to arch up, but only managed to push Karl even deeper. He spilled over Harry's fingers, and Josh wasn't at all surprised to see a smile cross Harry's face. "Jesus," Josh sighed, letting out a stuttered breath. "Not quite," Harry replied, sounding supremely satisfied. Karl just huffed out a laugh and dropped a quick kiss to Orlando's lips, then Harry's before sliding out of Orlando and curling around Orlando's side. "That was the most intense thing I've ever seen," Josh pronounced, dragging his eyes over the three of them, not missing the fact that Karl was still hard and Harry was still buried deep inside Orlando. Orlando drew a hitching breath, then another. "Fuck," he mumbled, voice hoarse, "m'dead." "You don't feel dead," Harry said, kissing Orlando's shoulder as he, too, slid out. Orlando shuddered, then sprawled between the two of them, looking like he'd be pretty content to never move again. Josh couldn't say he blamed him. Then Harry lifted his head. "C'mere, old man," he said to Karl. "I think your pet wanted me to make you come next, is that right?" Josh watched as Karl crawled over Orlando's limp form and settled on top of Harry. "What'd you have in mind?" Karl asked, his voice husky with need and love. "Give me your tongue." Karl stared at Harry for a moment, then closed his eyes. "You're going to kill me," he stated, but moved closer, lips almost touching Harry's, and Josh could see that Orlando had lifted his head to watch. Harry just smiled and rubbed his lips across Karl's before settling, grabbing Karl by the hair to hold him in place as they settled into the kiss. Karl shifted, moans spilling forth, and Josh could see the teasing tangle of pink tongues as Harry deepened the kiss, made it something darker. It was almost like watching sex, except all they were doing was kissing. "Pay attention," Orlando said. He slid up onto the pillows, eyes locked on Harry and Karl. Josh was paying attention. There was no way he was looking anywhere else. Karl shifted around to straddle Harry's thigh. Josh leaned in, bracing one hand on the mattress to get a better view. It didn't seem possible for the kiss to get even hotter, but it did. Harry tugged sharply on Karl's hair and started sucking on his tongue in earnest. Their bond pulsed, hot and overwhelming, then Josh caught the aftershocks when Karl came with a low, guttural growl. He struggled to hold on to his control as the bond slowly settled. When Harry grinned at him, Josh was only able to manage a dazed smile in return. "Karl, you should do something for your pet before we move on." "Hmm?" Karl lifted his head, with a happy, dazed sort of smile. It was another moment before he spoke. "You want me to take care of that?" he asked, gesturing at Josh's still hard cock. Josh gave him an incredulous look. "You have to ask?" Karl responded by twisting around on the bed and crawling towards Josh. Every nerve in Josh's body was tingling with anticipation, but he wasn't so far gone that he missed Orlando's muffled snickering. Nor did he miss the way Orlando took Karl's place, curling against Harry's side. He jumped when Karl's fingers slide up his thigh to brush his length. "Want some help with this?" "Please." Karl just smiled and curled a loose fist around him, slowly stroking upwards. Josh could do nothing except let out a low moan and allow Karl free rein to do whatever he wanted. Felt like it had been years since Karl'd touched him. "Fuck..." "Shhh..." Karl's lips brushed over his. His wrist flicked as his fingers tightened. "Let me..." "Anything." His head fell back as he braced his hands behind him, hips lifting to meet Karl's fist. Every slide of Karl's hand sent a shockwave rippling beneath his skin. He could live for centuries and never get tired of Karl's touch. "Look good together, don't they?" Orlando asked, sounding thoughtful. Harry just laughed and shifted on the bed to give Karl more room. //I agree with Orlando.// Soft lips parted Josh's as Karl leaned in for a light, teasing kiss. //I think we look good like this...me giving you pleasure, you surrendering to me so they can watch and see how beautiful you are...// Each word battered at Josh's defenses. The love and need coming through the bond were enough on their own to leave him breathless. Karl sped up, fist moving in a blur, and Josh rose to meet every downward stroke, so close he was shaking with it. //That's it, let go for me.// Eyes closed, body tight, Josh trembled. He refused to fight the sensations, didn't want to hang on any longer or even try. With a low groan, he gave himself over, spilling onto Karl's hand, every muscle quivering at the release. When he slumped, unable to support himself another second, he was caught in strong arms, and warm lips touched his brow. He thought maybe he'd stay right here for a year or ten. "Absolutely beautiful," Karl told him. "I definitely concur," he heard Harry say. "Your pet puts on a good show," Orlando teased. Josh opened his eyes. "Not as good as your show." Then Orlando's hand slipped down Harry's stomach until his fingertips just brushed Harry's erection. "Shall I take care of this for you?" "If you like." Harry carded his fingers through Orlando's hair. "You know I'll never say no to your mouth." "It is exceptional," Karl agreed, then nuzzled Josh's neck. "Watch, love," he whispered. "Harry losing control is the most beautiful sight in the world." From what Josh could see, the compliments were well earned. Orlando focused completely on Harry, and it seemed as if the only thing that mattered to Orlando was making Harry come. Long fingers wrapped around Harry's cock, slid up, as Orlando settled in, teasing Harry with lazy swipes of his tongue. He started to move, and Harry's hands came up to cradle Orlando's head. A blind man would have realized that Orlando knew exactly what he was doing and not only enjoyed it, but loved it. Harry reacted in kind, giving encouragement, skin slick with sweat, hands flexing in Orlando's hair. Josh leaned against Karl, watched the slow glide of Orlando's lips over Harry's cock as Orlando took his time. //They're so in tune with each other// Josh marveled. He could feel, rather than see, Karl's smile. //I know. I'm a lucky man.// Orlando continued to work slowly. Josh just watched in silent awe, finally realizing what everyone meant when they talked about Orlando's bond to Harry. It was amazing to watch in action, and he couldn't help wondering when he and Karl would get to that point. Then his gaze refocused as Orlando did something he could see that had Harry snapping his hips up into the next slide of Orlando's lips. "That's it," Harry groaned, and Josh could tell that Harry was being more vocal than normal for his benefit. Then Orlando tightened his lips, and Josh got an echo of Harry's orgasm through his bond with Karl. The reverberation left him slightly off-balance. Karl wrapped a steadying arm around Josh's waist and chuckled. //Be glad it was just the two of them and there was no biting. Orlando's been known to black out.// If what he'd just felt was any indication, Josh could understand why. He watched as Orlando slithered up Harry's body for a lazy kiss, and he could see Orlando's smile when he lifted his head. "Love you," Orlando whispered, fingertips touching Harry's jaw before he twisted around to plaster himself against Harry's side. "Why're you two sitting way over there?" "Enjoying the view," Karl replied, but wasted no time crawling to Harry's other side and giving Harry a slow kiss. "So, this is the plan for the night?" "For awhile. I figure we'll wear out the kids at some point." "Give it your best shot," Orlando said. "What's next on the agenda?" "Well," Josh said, crawling up to sprawl against Karl's back, "there was the part about Karl holding Harry down and fucking him while you fucked Karl." "Right, that." Orlando nodded. "Although we should slow it down. Still recovering and all that." "Uh huh," Harry said, rolling his eyes. "Of course you are." "I dunno, I mean, I'd still be recovering if I had both of you in me," Josh said. Karl just laughed. "Last time we did this, Orlando and Dave spent an hour taking turns fucking each other after Harry and I were done fucking Orlando." "Yes, well," Orlando said, waving a hand in a vague motion that fooled no one. "I was younger then. Better recovery time." Karl just looked at him. "I see you still manage to tell the most outrageous lies." "It's a talent," Orlando admitted, flashing Karl a cheeky grin. "Yes, I can see that." "I have many of them." "And modest, too," Josh observed. "No wonder you keep him around." "His humble nature is another gift," Karl deadpanned. "How about we shower first before starting on round two," Harry suggested, with a light smack to Orlando's ass. "That your way of saying you want me naked and wet?" Orlando winked as he slid from the bed, taking care to put his ass out of Harry's reach. "Maybe he's thinking of drowning you," Josh suggested, trying to keep a straight face when Orlando glared at him. "Not Harry," Orlando said, blithely, and started towards the bathroom. He stopped in the door, and waggled his eyebrows. "He can't live without me." "Oh, I dunno, I managed to toddle along without you for over 800 years," Harry replied, and Josh wasn't quite sure how he did it, but he managed to keep a completely straight face. "Feeding Orlando's ego is my job, not Harry's," Karl told Josh, when Orlando just stuck his tongue out at Harry and disappeared into the bathroom. Onto Part Twenty-Two
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