A/N: I was feeling a need to write something so here's a little more of Eduardo, Rose and Belle's story. Big thanks to Unimaginative Olena for her superbetaness :)

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Chapter 2 The Morning After

"Buongiorno bambinas. How did you sleep? Did you have sweet dreams? Were they of me?"

Hearing Eduardo's overly happy morning voice, Rose slowly opened her eyes and found herself looking straight into Belle's shy brown eyes. Well fuck, last night really did happen. What she had run through in her mind before opening her eyes were actually memories, not snippets of a dream.

Neither Rose nor Belle said a word. Neither of them wanted it to be uncomfortable. Yet neither of them knew exactly how to avoid that possibility. Leave it to Eduardo to solve the problem.

Looking down at them from the foot of the bed, he pulled off his shirt and jumped between them, causing the bed to bounce and the girls to giggle.

Lying on his stomach between them, his cheeks hurting from smiling so much, he said, "Two beautiful naked women in one man's bed. Who could ask for more?" and kissed the tops of Belle's and then Rose's heads. "So breakfast, si? While you were both fast asleep dreaming of me and my sexiness, I went to the bakery for croissants. Hmm, but you know, I think breakfast can wait, no?" he said as he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Arg, you are such a typical man, Eduardo!"

Rose's outburst just made Belle giggle more.

"No, I must say I am no longer a typical man. Typical men have never had the chance to experience what I did last night. Typical men do not get to pleasure both a shy French vixen and a vibrant American woman in the same evening, in the same bed. I will never wash these sheets again. I will ask that a typical man that has only ever fantasized about what is now my life smell these sheets and be jealous of my prowls."

"Seriously? That's just gross. And prowls? What the hell? You mean conquests?"

"No Rosie, how could you say that? You are not my conquests, you are my bambinas. My very sexy naughty little bambinas. With soft, smooth, sweet tasting skin. Like the skin right here on your neck just below your ear" Eduardo turned himself towards Rose and nuzzled her neck while reaching back to pull Belle up behind him, her breasts pressed against his back as he whispered in Rose's ear, "Rosie, you are not my conquest. You are more than a fantasy come to life, you are so, so much more."

Fucking right she was more. She and Belle were both his, whether or not they knew it yet wasn't his concern the moment. Their nakedness was definitely a more pressing matter.

The way his words rolled off his tongue, Rose could do no more than close her eyes as she felt his jean glad leg slide over her and his warm hand cup and squeeze her breast.

"Hmm, so soft. Rose, my flower." Rose tried not to laugh at his cheesiness, but really? His flower? If he started talking about her blossoming for him she was leaving the bed. "Is that my little Belle's hand I feel trying to snake her way into my pants? Silent and deadly, are you bambina mia?"

Eduardo finished Belle's task and quickly shimmied out of his jeans.

"Let us make another Eduardo Sandwich, si?" He grabbed Rose and pulled her flush against him. Breasts pressed to his back, breasts pressed to his chest. He filled the space between their nipples. Nipples, nipples everywhere, he couldn't help smiling as he brought his lips to Rose's.

Belle loved the feel of Eduardo's back and the smell of his skin. She skimmed her nose from his ear to his shoulder and sucked on the salty skin of his neck. Her hand moved down his arm and side, she could feel his arm moving and though she couldn't see it, she knew that he was palming Rose's breast, she could feel his movements. She could also feel him start to rock his hips. His ass pushing back into her and then forward against Rose. She kept moving her hand down and then she slipped it between his hard stomach and Rose's soft tummy.

Her hand lowered and Eduardo moved his hips away from Rose just enough for Belle to have room to wrap her hand around him and gently move up and down. She marveled at the feeling of his soft skin moving over his hardness.

Even after the events of the evening before, her movements were slow and shy, as if she wasn't quite sure of herself. But she wanted to be sure, she wanted to actively participate and not just watch. Though watching . . . wouldn't really be bad, would it?

As she brought her hand back up to his tip, she realized just how close she was to Rose. She used her own hips to push Eduardo forward just a little, just enough that she could rub his cock up and down Rose's wetness.

"Oh God, yes." Rose could feel both of Eduardo's hands on her body and she knew that it wasn't his hand being used to rub his cock against her, that fact in itself made her breath quicken. She moaned and took a deep breath as Eduardo turned his head back over his shoulder and kissed Belle sweetly, slowly while reaching down and putting his hand over hers on his cock and moved them together up and down his shaft and against Rose.

Belle's little hand, his hard cock, Rose's wet pussy. Fucking hell. Fuck porn. Porn always went straight for the goods. They didn't dwell on this shit, and this was The Shit. Barely any space between their three bodies, the heat radiating, the soft moans in stereo around his head. The light brush of Belle's tongue. The nips of Rose's teeth on this neck. His hips rocking between them, Belle's legs rubbing slowly along his.

He reveled in the feeling. Being the center of attention was just part of who he was, but never like this. He felt like he was the only man in the world. The only one for them. Both of them. These women. His women.

He gently removed Belle's hand and rolled over onto his back pulling Rose on top of him.

Finding herself suddenly straddling Eduardo and watching him kiss Belle, Rose wasn't exactly sure what to do with herself. She looked down at his toned body, Belle's hands roaming his chest and abs and leaned down to lick his neck. Rose moved down his body, kissing and sucking as she went. Finding Belle's hand on his abs, she paused and then smiled to herself as she kissed the top of her hand and slid one of Belle's fingers into her mouth. She swirled her tongue and sucked causing Belle to gasp into Eduardo's mouth.

Belle moved her now wet finger over Eduardo's nipple as he pinched hers. She knew Rose was working her way down his body towards his cock, and she couldn't help but wonder how Rose was going to do it. Would she suck him slowly and gently or hard and fast?

Eduardo was wondering the same thing. Rose was about to suck his cock after all. He could feel her hot breath on his abs, could feel her inching down. He was dying to be in her hot mouth, but he wanted Belle's hot pussy in his when he was.

"Belle, bambina mia, get on your knees and straddle my face."

"Quoi? You wanting me to be on your face?"

"Si. Come here."

Belle tentatively sat up and went to move over Eduardo.

"No. Not like that. I want you to turn around. I want you to be able to see what Rose is doing. Is that okay, bambina?"

Belle felt her face heat up. Had he read her mind? How did he know she was curious to see what Rose was doing?

"It's okay Belle, bebe, you don't have to."

"Non, oui, si, oui, j'ai . . . I want . . . I will."

Belle positioned herself over Eduardo, hovering just above his mouth. The few times anyone had ever gone down on her she had been lying on her back like she had been the night before. She'd never been upright where she could control how close or far from his face she was. She closed her eyes, and lowered herself down. She could feel his hot breath between her legs, his mouth so close, but not touching her. She felt him turn his head just a little to nip her inner thigh. She could feel her pulse between her legs, him moving closer and closer, and then sucking at the juncture between her thigh and body, moving higher and higher until he reached her and his tongue slowly began to move up and down her slit. Not touching her clit and not entering her body, just moving against her.

She opened her eyes and looked down at Rose, who was on all fours at the bottom of the bed. She watched as Rose moved her hands down Eduardo's cock. Rose looked up and winked at Belle, before touching his tip with her tongue.

Rose always knew that she appreciated other woman's body's and she knew that she reveled in the attention she got when she danced with other girls at the clubs but she now knew that she had another little fetish. Being watched. Well, maybe not being watched per se, but rather being watched by Belle in particular. Something about Belle's mix of shy and naughty was more appealing than Rose had realized. Right now, knowing that Belle was going to watch her suck Eduardo's cock while she was being tongued by him . . .fucking hell, that was hot.

Belle watched with fascination as Rose's tongue caressed Eduardo's cock. She was barely touching him. She would move down and up without using her hands, just her tongue ghosting over him. Then she put just the tip of him in her mouth. Belle felt rather than heard Eduardo moan underneath her. The vibration of his moan sent a jolt right through her.

Fucking fuck! Rose's tongue was fucking magical. Eduardo's cock was only just inside her mouth. Just enough that her lips were wrapped around it and her tongue was massaging it while sucking him at the same time. Belle's thighs we so soft against his cheeks, her slick hot pussy covering his mouth. Though he could barely concentrate on her pussy with his cock in Rose's mouth. So fucking good.

Belle was mesmerized, watching Rose take Eduardo further and further into her mouth and down her throat. Somehow Rose managed to bring her plump lips all the way down his cock, completely covering him. Belle could never imagine herself being able to do that without gagging or choking. She had seen a picture or two online – but never had she attempted what Rose was doing. And never did she imagine that it could look so sexy.

As Rose's hot mouth left his cock, Eduardo concentrated on Belle's soaking pussy. He didn't hear Rose ripping open the condom wrapper, but he felt her roll it down him.

Oh my fuck, is she going to ride me? He paused in his pussy licking, unable to concentrate knowing that any second he would be inside Rose while Belle was above him.

"Per favore, si prega…" Neither Rose nor Belle heard his begging; Belle's thighs absorbed the vibration of this voice, muffling his pleas. Then he felt Rose straddle him and slowly lower herself down.

Belle stared into Roses eyes as she started to ride Eduardo. She couldn't look away. She didn't want to. Rose looked beautiful. Sensual lips, bright eyes, messy blonde hair.

"Puis je…can I… I want… kiss " Belle was too worked up to voice her thoughts in any language. Before she could really feel embarrassed, Rose slowed her movements and leaned forward, brushing her lips against Belle's. Feeling bold, Belle placed her hands on either side of Rose's face and kissed her. It wasn't a slow tentative kiss. It was intense and passionate and almost overwhelming.

My, my, look who's taking control. Rose was pleasantly surprised with Belle's new found boldness. She wasn't submissive in bed, but she wasn't exactly aggressive either. Was this a sign of things to come?

As Rose slowly moved up and down, Belle could feel Eduardo almost mimicking her actions. He would push his hot tongue into her as Rose slid down his cock. Then he'd pull out and lick along her as Rose moved back up. Belle fought to keep from losing control. She loved the caresses of Rose's tongue on her own and the feel of Eduardo beneath her.

Rose was moaning into Belle's mouth. Eduardo grabbed her hips and took control of her movements, pulling her down on his cock as his tongue fucked Belle's hot pussy.

Belle's clit was so swollen and sensitive. He could feel her tremble when he sucked her hard into his mouth, while he thrust up into Rose's tight pussy. Fucking hell. His cock was going to explode. His face was soaking in Belle's arousal, her thighs squeezing him. Any second now she was going to cum. He needed to her to cum before he did. He halted Rose's hips and his own and concentrated on Belle. Licking, sucking, nipping until he could feel her start to come undone. As her pussy pulsed over his mouth, he thrust up into Rose.

Rose pulled back from Belle's lips just as she felt her start to tremble. She wanted to see her climax. The night before she had felt it, but she hadn't seen it. Fuck, Belle was beautiful. Her eyes fluttering, her face pink, her lips pursed, her breaths quick. The sounds she made. Every few breaths she'd let out a low moan. There was no way Belle had any idea how sexy she was.

As Belle started to calm down, she opened her eyes, only to find Rose's gaze focused on her. Belle moved off of Eduardo and settled beside the two of them, wanting to watch them together. Eduardo let go of Rose's hips, letting her take over. And fucking hell, did she ever take over.

Rose had found the perfect rhythm. She rolled her hips back and forth, lifting herself with each movement, moving herself over Eduardo's tone body. Those sage eyes looked up at her, almost closing when she rolled forward, only to open again each time she rolled back.

His stomach muscled were tight and glistening with sweat. She hoped he was close to cumming, because there was no way she could keep up much longer, her muscles were beginning to ache even as her pleasure continued to heighten.

Okay, that was enough watching already. Belle needed to touch. She sat up on her knees and kissed Rose while cupping her soft breasts. She loved the feel of Rose, and she also knew that Eduardo was watching, so she positioned herself to make sure that he had a good view, and she gave him just little more of a show by pinching Rose's nipples as she kissed her. Wow, her nipples were so hard, harder than her own, or maybe her nipples were bigger and that was why they felt harder? The hard tip on her soft breast was such an amazing contrast, one that she had never considered when she had touched herself.

Just as Belle's thoughts seemed to wander, Rose threaded her fingers through her hair and held her hard against her lips. She was seconds from coming. Eduardo's hard cock, Belle's soft lips and tentative yet sensual caresses where putting her over the edge. Her thighs started to shake and her walls clamped down once, then twice. …

"Si, yes, fuck, Rose, si cosi…" Eduardo's eyes squeezed shut as he came, the image of Belle pinching Rose's nipples burned behind his eyelids as his stomach muscles tightened and his cock jerked again and again.

Rose collapsed onto the bed; riding Eduardo while making out with Belle was one hell of a work out.

Through labored breaths Eduardo mumbled, "Who needs a croissant and coffee when I can have my bambinas for breakfast, si?

"Croissant? Oh we can having real butter croissants like France? If that was other option maybe I would have taken it instead. No?"

"Oh Eduardo, Eduardo, I think our little Belle may prefer a butter croissant to your tongue. Belle, you´re going to deflate our poor man's ego."

Our man? Fuck, I like the sound of that.

"Well, I'm meaning a good croissant is . . . a good croissant?"Her little attempt at humor was just going all wrong. Being with Eduardo and Rose made her feel both comfortable and silly but maybe she shouldn´t try to be funny when she just wasn't.

"Hey waiting, Rose are you laughing at me? You getting me now? I didn't mean to really hurt your feelings, Eduardo, I was trying to be . . . "

Before Belle could finish her sentence Rose straddled her, trapping her arms at her sides, and started tickling her, "My silly little Belle, of course he knows that. Right, Eduardo?" Rose stopped her tickling and turned to Eduardo with a little warning in her eyes.

Eduardo was at loss for words. Rose was naked. Straddling a naked Belle. She had just been tickling her and rubbing their nakedness together. Fucking hell, he was getting hard again. He still had energy, he had been on the bottom. . . maybe he could slide himself between them or maybe …

"Okay, enough. I need a coffee stat. Eduardo, please tell me that you really did go for croissants while we were still sleeping?"

"Preche Rose, why would you assume that?"

Rose hit him with a pillow, "Breakfast, get me breakfast. Just because I just got off doesn´t mean I won´t turn bitch if I don´t have a coffee or three soon!"

"Si, your royal highness." Eduardo figured it was better to bite his tongue rather than stuck it out at Rose. Oh fuck me, my tongue feels swollen.

As Rose started haphazardly throwing Eduardo's clothes across the room while looking for clothes to wear, Belle couldn't help but smile. How could something so out-of-the-ordinary feel so completely normal? It was as if this were just another day with the three of them hanging out together, talking and having fun. The fact that she was clothesless in Eduardo's bed watching a semi-dressed Rose look for a shirt seemed as if it was a regular occurrence and not the result of an unexpected and extraordinary night. Was that all it was going to be? One night shared between the three of them? Well, one night and one heck of a wakeup.

"Jackpot! Fucking finally. Belle, honey, I found some of Eduardo´s boxers. Don´t worry, it´s from his stash of clean ones. Here, throw on a pair. You'll probably have to roll the waistband a few times for them to actually stay on, but who cares. We'll have some coffee, shower, go home and find some clean clothes and then maybe do something? You don´t have plans today, do you? Is your study group today? Mine's tomorrow. I'll never forgive myself for letting Irina lead that group. Who else would fucking pick noon on Saturday to meet? How about like Wednesday after class? Or Thursday? No, had to be fucking Saturday at noon."

"No, I don't have study group today. I´m thinking I have on Wednesday." Belle playfully stuck her tongue out at Rose and ran out of the bedroom and into the living room before Rose could tickle attack her again.

Eduardo walked out of the kitchen with a plate of croissants in hand, and just about dropped them on the floor. Rose and Belle in his living room wearing his t-shirts and his boxers? Fucking hell, his life was now complete.

"Morning, Ladies. Your breakfast. Your Illy will be on the table shortly."

"Espresso, espresso, espresso, espresso."

"Si, Rose, espresso, Illy is espresso. I will never serve you that favored water Americans call coffee. Illy is a brand, bambina mia."

"Yeah, yeah. Just get your cute butt in the kitchen and bring it to me ASAP."

When Eduardo came back with coffee for all, Belle asked, "Eduardo, Rose and I were thinking that maybe we go to movies together tonight? Is that for you good?"

"As much as anything involving you two would be more than good for me, I'm afraid I have plans with Marcus tonight."

"Well, then us girls will go see a chick flick without you."

Rose couldn't understand how a man like Eduardo could manage to pull off the lost puppy look without looking ridiculous. But he did.

"Maybe you could come out with Marcus and me? Or maybe meetup with us after your movie?"

"Well maybe. Maybe not. We'll be seeing." Belle winked as she sipped her espresso.

And just because she couldn't help teasing Belle, Rose added "Yes Eduardo . . . maybe we'll be seeing"

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A/N Pretty please just think of this as an extended o/s for now. I was in need of an RL escape and ended-up writing this little "morning after" post. Since I haven't left you with any drama or a real cliffy or anything I'm hoping you'll forgive me (and pretty please leave me a review and let me know what you thought) :)