The title is that of an 1891 satirical novel by William Lane, the founder of Australia's only Colony, the radical utopian socialist New Australia Colony (try saying that three times fast). A topic of interest to me, since my great-grandfather, his sisters and his parents were members of the Colony. Lane was a rampant racist and a bit of a nutter, but he was responsible for an intriguing and forgotten part of our national history.
Look, this is probably not everyone's cup of tea. It's a rare pairing (tripling?) and not something I myself had ever thought of – but I was considering Communism's ideologies and this scenario came to me unbidden. Now I've written it, I'm thinking there might be future fics of this sort in my future. Perhaps a series of 'Bert/Cec/Phryne having sex at various points throughout the episodes' fics: silly, fun, smutty (let's face it, smut seems to be 98% of what I write anyway).
Thoughts?
Cec presses firmly against her from behind, and Phryne gasps and tries to turn her head far enough to kiss him without dislodging Bert's fingers from their exploration of her sex. The silk sheets of her bed are rumpled and creased beyond repair by the three naked bodies twisting in search of pleasure.
Cec's kisses are sweet and searching: a match for the way his left hand runs down Phryne's shoulder to reverently circle her breast, his work-rough fingers raising shivers in their wake.
It is a stunning contrast to Bert, who abandons her folds in favour of tugging her right leg over his hip so he can push into her, all hard tanned muscle and long, thick cock. Bert kisses Phryne like it is a battle to be won - possessive, wet and dirty. He swallows her moans as his hips buck forward to claim her, his eyes flicking to Cec's face as the younger man groans at the sight and sounds of Phryne being thoroughly fucked in front of him.
"Christ, Miss, the noises you make…" Cec says, eyes fixed on the place where Phryne and Bert are joined. Cec's hand tightens on Phryne's breast, making her hips stutter against Bert.
"Jeez, make her do that again," Bert gasps, head down as he begins to thrust harder. Phryne laughs breathlessly and arches her neck.
"Yes, Cec, do it again. Oh!" Her teasing words trail off as Cec bites lightly at the junction of her neck and shoulder, his hand squeezing her breast before trailing down to brush the wetness where Bert splits her body open.
"Right you are, Miss," Cec murmurs against her neck with a grin.
Phryne shivers at the realisation that Cec is looking over her shoulder, watching the way Bert fucks her. Phryne sees the way Bert's eyes darken when he realises Cec is watching. And the way Bert twists his hips to make her moan is, she thinks, his way of showing off to his audience.
Phryne tilts her head back and whispers in Cec's ear. "I want you to touch me."
He shudders a little and complies, his fingers skirting across Bert's cock (and God, the way it makes Bert moan is so delicious it should be illegal) before his talented fingers begin to press and roll against Phryne's clit.
Between them, it doesn't take long to bring Phryne's arousal to the point where she can do nothing but cry out in pleasure. Her sex convulses around Bert and he shouts hoarsely as he releases deep within her.
Panting, Bert kisses Phryne again – softer, this time – and pulls out of her, rolling onto his back.
It takes Phryne a moment to get her breath back, but when she does, she rolls over to smile at Cec, whose body is almost vibrating with frustrated arousal.
"Your turn, darling. After all, Comrades should be rewarded according to their needs."
"My oath," Cec agrees eagerly as he reaches down to spread Phryne's legs, while Bert lies with limbs akimbo, a forearm over his eyes as he recovers his strength.
"Good luck, mate. I'm gonna need a bloody reviver after that."
"So you're yes, there, Cec! Oh, that feels…so you're not interested in helping me with a case tonight, Bert?" Phryne manages to ask from where Cec is doing his best to bend her in half with the force of his thrusts.
Like all the best lovers, Bert knows when he is beaten. He turns onto his side and wraps an arm around Cec's waist, pulling the pair of them close enough to kiss.
"We'll be here at six."