Past Bed Mates

[harshboldcharm]

They were taking a walk, Wylie had some ridiculous espresso coffee mixed thing in his hand that he was sucking on the straw. He'd been a little restless lately and decided that they should go out during the day, do something a little less like themselves and more... eh, who gives a shit.

At the moment Wylie was trying to convince Jelani to answer his stupid questions. With the straw half hanging out of his mouth, he pointed to some tall, buff guy who looked like he ate steroids for every meal of the day. "Would you fuck that guy?" he asked, snorting a laugh.

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[harshboldcharm]

He mouth dropped open, his brain shut down and it then proceeded to reboot while he tried to process what the ever-loving-fuck was going on right now. Was he really?

"Did God send you to me? Just seriously?" he stared down at her. "Yeah, that's a yes if you're serious."

[halfbreedczarnian]

Oh yes, very wicked now. "I'll be right back." She kissed him again before she skipped over to the demon to ask her if she'd like to join her and her boyfriend for drinks and some sex, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie was sort of left behind and staring while Jelani up and disappeared towards the demon woman. He was stuck thinking that this was a dream and he'd wake up any second or that he was going to have the hell beaten out of him later for letting this happen, but... Jesus H. Christ, he had the best girlfriend ever.

The demon woman turned and looked at her, tall, leggy thing that she was looking just slightly down at the hybrid woman who just approached her. The question was well stated and she smiled a little darkly and nodded, "Sounds like a lovely evening."

[halfbreedczarnian]

Yaay! Impulse threesome with a demon girl! Awesome!

"As so happens I know this hotel right 'round the corner, with big beds an' good room-service. Would that work?" Because the closer and sooner the better, Jelani thought, before Wylie had a heart attack or lost his nerve or something. "An', ah... What's your name? Just so I know what to scream later."

[harshboldcharm]

The woman looked like this was the most normal thing in the world. After all, this kind of thing was rather normal for her. She was a demon after all.

"Sounds perfect," she spoke calmly, glancing over. She assumed the boyfriend was the one with the messy hair who was staring. She turned back to the red-eyed woman and smiled a wide, toothy grin, "I'm Addiction. And who are you?"

[halfbreedczarnian]

"Jelani. Nice ta meetcha. And my somewhat shocked boyfriend over there is Wylie." She waved at him to come over.

This? This could get real interesting and fun!

[harshboldcharm]

Addiction looked over at the man as he slowly started to make his way over and she leaned over to Jelani, a small grin, "Before he hears this, how's his stamina?" Because, even though she was perfectly capable of taking care of her and the girl here, if he wanted to be involved, it would be nice if he could.

Wylie of course, was still in shock and wandered over, a stupid grin on his face for the moment and then finally reached them. "Hey," he smiled, having to try and get his game back. God, when was the last time he had to do this? Pick up on someone else?

[halfbreedczarnian]

"Very good for a human," Jelani answered in a lower voice. "An' he's got some very skillful fingers."

When Wylie came over she slipped an arm around his waist. "Wylie, this is Addiction. She's gonna be joinin' us an' go to a hotel right 'round the corner."

[harshboldcharm]

"Mm, a man with good hands works wonders," she replied and then smiled that wicked grin as he approached. She gave him a once over as they were introduced and she nodded to him.

"Cool," he said. He was still a little stunned and wrapped an arm around Jelani's shoulders in response. "Shall we?" he asked, getting into this mentality. Yeah, he could handle this. Wouldn't be the first time.

[halfbreedczarnian]

In Jelani's smile, wicked had beaten sweet's ass and was now reigning supreme. "We shall!"

The hotel was indeed just around the corner. Jelani stalked up to the front desk and demanded the swankiest room they had. The honeymoon suite? Sure, why the frag not? Big bed? Good. Stocked bar? Even better. We'll take it.

They had barely made it to the elevator before Jelani was undoing Wylie's belt while at the same time trying to figure out where to start with Addiction's outfit.

[harshboldcharm]

Jelani had barely made it to the elevator before she was trying to get him out of his pants. He was grinning just as wickedly now. Well, this has been a good idea for an outing. He was immediately tugging at Je's shirt as well.

Addiction loved to watch... Well, for a minute and then she was giving up on them. The more primal the moment, the less human she looked. It was all an illusion anyway. She pulled off her own shirt, braless underneath the flimsy tank top, her skin a striking shade of red. This left her in only a pair of black skinny jeans that looked like she had painted them on with how they hugged her.

Wylie was staring blatantly now. Wow, these two were going to be a beautiful contrast. Lucky him!

[halfbreedczarnian]

Jelani had already said that Addiction was absolute gorgeous, and oh man, she was hardly gonna change her mind now that she was seeing more of her.

She let Wylie pull her shirt off her, and now just as topless as the demon she moved over to see how that red skin would feel under her hands. By the time the elevator reached toe top floor and the doors opened, she hand bent down to latch her lips around a perky nipple.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie was smiling to himself, belt and jeans undone. He watches as his girlfriend has now moved over to get a taste of their new friend. The demon was taller than Jelani, but not by too much. She had a slender hand twisted in the hybrid's hair, holding her close to her chest.

The elevator dinged and opened up to a hallway. They didn't have to make it far to their room but first Wylie had to get them moving. He stepped up beside them, placing a hand in each of their backs, "Ladies, we have a room to continue this in."

[halfbreedczarnian]

"Mmmmmhmm..." Jelani's first response was not to step out of the elevator, oh no. Instead she reached to stick her hand down Wylie's pants to grope him.

But then, she wasn't paying for the suite for nothing, was she? so she only briefly allowed herself to be caught up in the moment before she reached to snatch up hers and Addiction's shirts, and then saunter out towards their room. She had the key, after all.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie first grunted as he was being groped and then he laughed a little. Well, no one was going to be left out tonight. Jelani then picked up their shirts and he started after her, Addiction following in line behind him.

Wylie stepped up behind his girlfriend and leaned in to kiss her neck. Not one to be left out, Addiction stepped up beside her and started in on the woman's shoulder, one hand slipping up to cup her breast gently, for now.

[halfbreedczarnian]

The gentleness from the demon didn't really surprise Jelani, though she would be a bit disappointed if things didn't get wilder later.

She let out a pleased sigh, leaning back against Wylie. One hand went up in his hair, tugging lightly on his hair. The other went to the front of Addiction's jeans, and by feel she started getting them undone.

[harshboldcharm]

Addiction smiles at the both of them, pulling away and moving in front of Jelani. She pulled her away from Wylie's grip and smiled, lifting the woman onto her hips. Both of these women were stronger than they looked. Or maybe not. Strength was species specific.

"Wylie, vodka on the rocks for me," she smiled, then leaning in to kiss the lovely woman she was carrying over to the couch in the lounge of the room.

Wylie adjusted himself in his jeans as he watched for a second, shutting the door to the suite and heading to the stocked bar. He poured the first drink for himself then the request for Addiction. He looked up to ask Je what she wanted and he was met with quite the sight.

Addiction had his girlfriend sitting on the couch, the demon kneeling between her legs, her mouth occupied by beaded nipples and from the looks of it, she'd stopped being gentle.

"Would you like something, Je?" he asked, clear amusement in his voice. He shot back his drink and poured himself a second one.

[halfbreedczarnian]

This had been such a lovely idea, Jelani thought where she was leaning back on the couch. She had spread her legs wider than she had to to make room for the demon girl, and just like she had done to her in the elevator, she had fisted her hand in her hair to hold her head close to her chest. Only Addiction was toying far more intensely with Jelani.

She was just about to reply to Wylie when she felt teeth clamp down on her nipple. Her breath hitched before she could go on to speak. "Rum'd be nice, babe." It came out as a needy whine.

[harshboldcharm]

Addiction almost giggled with pride that she could get her whining like that. She continued on her way making her cry out. She started on getting this girl's jeans off while the one male in the room makes his way over.

He sits down beside Jelani, having set his drink down to the side and offering one to her, if she could manage to hold it at the moment. Addiction took a break to sit back in her knees and take the drink from Wylie. She downed it in one shot, the sucked a piece of ice between her lips and leaned in, brushing it against Jelani's left nipple.

Wylie chuckled and took a sip of his drink again.

[halfbreedczarnian]

She raised her hips to make getting her jeans off of her. When Addiction leaned back Jelani accepted her own drink. Half of it went down in one gulp. It was nice rum, almost a pity to drink down quickly, but Jelani had a sneaking suspicion that she would need both hands very soon.

When the cold, wet ice made contact with her nipple she hissed, and forced herself to take slower sips of her rum. She had gun to bed with a variety of monsters in her day, but never with a real demon before, and this chick was really turning her right the fuck on!

Her free hand fell down on Wylie's thigh, kneading. "Pants. Off. Now." Normally she'd be all over him, pulling them down herself. But, she was a bit busy at the moment.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie was painfully hard in his jeans and the second she had her hand on his leg, he was all over it. He set his glass aside, shifting out of the jeans and tossing them aside. He then cupped the back of her neck and pulled her towards him so he could kiss her roughly.

Addiction was having a grand old time here on the floor, getting creative with the ice as she moved lower and lower, trailing it down Jelani's abs and then, very slowly used it to circle her clit. Mm, she forgot sometimes how much she enjoyed screwing strangers even without alternate motives.

[halfbreedczarnian]

She squirmed as Addiction trailed the ice down her body, and when she finally got between her legs she moaned into Wylie's mouth, her hips bucking up. She kissed Wylie back and then slipped down, twisting to get in a good position to take his rock-hard erection into her mouth Sucking him in eagerly.

Wylie, best take that glass from her, because she's about to drop it.

[harshboldcharm]

Addiction worked the ice over her until it had melted and then it was just lips and tongue against her. She was bent forward, hands pressed to the inside of her thighs, holding her legs apart. Her tongue dipped lower into her, eagerly making the most of this.

Wylie only barely was able to catch the glass in Jelani's hand. He set it aside, arm draped over the back of the couch, his other hand now on the back of his girlfriend's head, knotted in her hair. He availed bucking into her mouth for now.

[halfbreedczarnian]

The cold gave way to warmth, and the contrast made it even better. She was squirming, bucking her hips and seeking even more, even as she was enthusiastically working on Wylie. This was not a slow and neat blowjob. She was gladly sacrificing finesse for eagerness, working him in as deeply as she could until her lips was at his base.

[harshboldcharm]

Wylie didn't give a damn how she blew him, just that she was. He dropped his head back and let our a low groan to the ceiling. He was clutching his nearly empty glass in the hand rested at the back of the couch. He set it aside and breathed deep.

Addiction had taken to suckling the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. She brought up one hand to hold her pelvis still while she brought her other hand up to thrust her middle finger into her. Addiction moaned against her, letting that reverberate.