Something I'm likely going to hell for. Please don't kill me.
WARNING: Pretty damned hard R stuff. First of a series of vignettes I plan to do with Kenshin/Kaoru/Saitoh. Not even sure when they're set, or where. Bear with me.
It's not a contest. If the two of them were on remotely friendly terms, if they had just a touch of affection to go along with the respect, it would be. But they don't, and so it's more than a contest to them—it's a challenge.
Which one can make her scream first.
She's already gasping in pleasure, sandwiched between the two of them. Kenshin is behind her, smiling into the back of her neck as he buries his fingers inside of her and she arches with a whimper against him. Saitoh is on his knees in front of her, his face buried in the junction in between her legs. Kaoru is sweating and murmuring low in her throat, unable to make out a word between the two of them between his mouth and his fingers. Saitoh pauses in his work to glance up past her shoulders to meet Kenshin's gaze, and he allows a faint, smug smile to flit across his face. Kenshin meets his gaze with fiery eyes, then lowers his head to nip the sensitive skin at her nape. Kaoru screams out at this, a long cry that might have his name somewhere in it, and Kenshin laughs low and wicked in his throat. Saitoh responds by letting his finger slip in beside her soulmate's, so that she writhes and sobs again.
"Oh, god…" Kaoru's cries are muffled as Kenshin moves around to cover her mouth with his, biting her lip harshly so that coppery blood spills into both their mouths. She kisses him back fiercely, wrapping one hand in his hair as her other curls in Saitoh's to balance her slowly spreading legs. He smiles as she yanks upwards, and flicks his tongue almost tenderly across her clit, making her scream into Kenshin's mouth. Not one to be beaten, Kenshin again slips his fingers down to rub between her legs.
Between the two of them, it's too much for her to take. She sobs as she comes, whispering Kenshin's name against his mouth, and easing her grip on Saitoh's hair to gently caress his cheek. The waves of pleasure leave her weak-kneed and shivering, and she slowly slips to the floor, supported on one end and guided on another. She lies back, exhausted, murmuring in ecstasy as the shock begins to subside.
Her two lovers share a look over her form before they lower themselves beside her, one on either side. Kenshin immediately begins to nuzzle her breasts, and Saitoh aims for her neck, exploring the hollow of her neck with his tongue.
Time for round two.
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