TN Taylor's Temptation
Chapter 4: Partialism
Character/Pairing: Wash/Taylor/Reilly
Genre: Ship/PWP
Rating: Nc-17
Warning: Sexual Situations and Partialism
Spoiler Alert: Genesis (Update – All of Season 1 now)
Summary: Wash decides to take matters and Taylor into her own hands and worships his arms and shoulders. She decides to indulge her partialism about arms and brings another person into the Commander's bed for a trio of naughty-ism. W/T/R is hotness!
AN: I love the hotness that is Wash/Taylor…now let's add some Reilly. Love this definition also – Sexual Partialism = Partialism refers to a sexual interest with an exclusive focus of a specific part of the body. Individuals with partialism sometimes describe the anatomy of interest to them as having equal or greater erotic attraction for them as do the (deleted word, but it means private parts). Arousal from a particular body part is classified as partialism.
"Reilly, it's not like you to act skittish." Wash stood in the Commander's housing unit with the door open, but the other woman would not enter. "Come on in Reilly, its ok."
"Are you sure this is ok?" She fidgeted with her belt.
Wash had never witnessed Laura Reilly fidget or even show signs of nervousness before, so this display was almost startling. Wash controlled her features, "Look, between you and I, we have great chemistry whenever we get together right?" Wash licked her lips knowing that her mouth and tongue were one of Reilly's fascinations when they were in bed together.
"Yes. Between us we've had some pretty good times when we get together once or twice a month." She stopped fussing with her belt. Wash watched the confident bomb expert take control of herself.
"Exactly, so now we are just adding a little something to it. You said you thought he was attractive and that you would not mind getting a taste of him. So, here's your chance."
Reilly's cheeks tinted red, "I um. I know I said that and I meant that…I mean that, but he's the Commander and your man."
"He's my man, and I think he needs a little distraction. You and I are already together, so it's not a problem for me if my woman and my man get together when I'm here. Both of you have me and don't mind to share me, so why not have all three of us have each other now and then?
"Alright, I get it. And you know I want him. But, what if he doesn't want me?"
"He's a man. He's just a man who likes adventure. Besides, men like to watch beautiful women touching each other. You're a very beautiful woman, and I like touching you. You like touching me, and you want to touch him. Would you like to watch me run my tongue over his arm?"
Wash ran her tongue over her bottom lip and stared down at Reilly's curvy body. "Dinner and a show. Let's give him a show then we can eat him for dinner. What do you say? Do you want to help me tame the beast or do you want to be the feast?"
"Are you rhyming things?"
"No." Wash put her hand high up on the door frame and rested her mouth on her own arm. She continued to watch Reilly's body as she ran her lips and tongue over her own arm. "Maybe you'd like to lick his arms. Would you enjoy being between us as we use our mouths on you?" Wash went back to paying attention to her own arm as if she were licking on Reilly, "Just come in."
"This whole thing just feels…" She could not think of a word to describe the feeling but settled on, "…naughty."
Wash removed her hand from the door frame and walked backwards into the unit. She ran a hand up her hip then pulled the towel off her body that was still slightly damp from a shower, "Then come be naughty."
"Ok." Reilly walked in shutting the door behind her. "I'm in."
Reilly slid her hands onto the back of Wash's neck and waist pressing Wash's naked breasts against the armor Reilly wore. Instead of pressing down for a hard kiss, Reilly let her lips hover a half an inch away, and Wash reached her tongue out to stroke the lushness of Reilly's lips. Reilly joined her in the dance then only briefly let her mouth brush against Wash's sensual lips.
Wash undid the armor on Reilly and dropped it off to the side. Wash pushed Reilly down into a chair and took her boots off of her as Reilly leaned back undoing her belt and pants. When she stood back up, Wash ran her hands down Reilly's hips pulling down the pants, but leaving her panties in place. Reilly now stood there in her black shirt and panties.
The two women gravitated toward one another again, and they were both more demanding this time.
Reilly took Wash's tongue into her mouth and sucked for a moment then released her again. She knew it would push Wash to be more aggressive and to take what she wanted. She was not disappointed. After a play of give and take for a few minutes, Reilly was about to move them to the blankets on the floor.
That was when Reilly became aware they were not alone in the living room. Her eyes darted to where the Commander who just walked in and pushed the door closed behind him. Her eyes raked over him with obvious desire as she craved his body against hers as well.
"Wash, what's going on?" Taylor clasped his hands in front of him.
Panic gripped Reilly. He doesn't look happy. OH MY GOD! She didn't tell him? She did not tell him she was bringing me here? He never goes for younger women. I was surprised he was with Wash. I'm like six years younger than her. What if he doesn't like me that way? What if he tells me to leave? Does he even know about Alicia and me? Damn he looks good in black. Could those sleeves get any tighter? Could his arms and lips look any more delicious and manly? Stop. I need to get out of here before I embarrass myself in front of him.
Reilly's body tensed as she went to pull away from Wash.
Wash maneuvered beside Reilly pressing the front of her body to Reilly's side. She gripped her thereby holding her in place.
Taylor took the reaction to mean that Reilly did not want him intruding on the moment. He contemplated leaving them alone and talking to Wash about this later. Then he realized it was his housing unit they were in. He discovered he could not make himself leave and besides they were the ones intruding on his personal space not the other way around.
She's up to something again. Why did Wash ask me to leave the Command Center early to come back here if she already had plans? She mentioned Reilly before, but this is kind of in my face. I shouldn't feel jealous but damn I do…a little. Did she tell Reilly I was coming over? Maybe they just wanted to talk to me about their own arrangements and somehow Wash got naked. Oh yes, naked on accident. Wash does not do naked on accident. She does naked seductions. She fights dirty. It's damn effective.
Taylor remembered how he first found Wash naked and masturbating on his table. It suddenly hit him that it was her way of asking him to give this a try. That it was her way of saying this is what she wanted with action instead of words.
Taylor took a deep breath letting it out slowly as he looked at the floor. He knew if she had just mentioned it to him that he would have said no. Then if he found something like this he would have just left or told Wash to put her clothing back on. Springing this on him all at once with the other woman here was a brilliant strategic move. He expected to come home to find Wash in bed already getting started, and instead he found her with another women getting started. Yes, it was working. And, he knew she knew it.
Reilly understood his reaction to be one of aggravation that she was there. "Commander, do you want me to leave?"
Wash spoke up instantly, "You're not leaving. He's not upset at you. And, since he has not left or told me to put my clothing on, he's into it. You said you wanted him. This may be your only chance." Wash smiled wickedly at Taylor then pressed her breasts harder against Reilly's arm while never taking her arms from around Reilly. She thought if she let the younger women go that she would bolt from the room.
She was right. Reilly swallowed in embarrassment that Wash had just spoken out loud that Reilly had said she wanted the Commander's body.
He kept giving them a blank stare not giving away if he liked this idea or not. "Reilly, is that true…you…like me?"
Reilly kept shifting her weight wondering when Wash would let her go so that she could leave. She shifted her eyes away from him and nodded her head yes as if she were embarrassed to admit it.
"Taylor, what's it going to be? Are you going to leave or stay, watch and maybe join in?" Wash knew she had asked him something similar to this before and watched finally as an expression of contemplation flashed over his face.
Taylor knew that once Wash got something into her mind that she became obsessed with it. He would not dare risk what else the Lieutenant would do to convince him to partake in the event. He peered down at Wash and Reilly's feet at all the blankets and pillows piled up.
Yes, this is one of her plans. Must be a new one. I shouldn't have asked her to distract me from my problems. Last night, I told her my feelings about not being able to find my wife then the enemy took my wife and made me choose between her and my son. She believes this will distract me. I brought his on myself.
He decided there were much worse things that could be happening to him right now then being forces to watch two women kiss and cares each other. His eyes moved up over the two very attractive women in his living room. "Stay and watch."
Taylor sat down in a chair that he knew Wash had moved into the position it was in. He flexed his jaw knowing that she expected this response from him and knew he would then give in to her. He rested his arms on the arms of the chair. "Don't let me disturb."
A thrill of excitement shot up Reilly's spine as she realized that the Commander was not rejecting her. He was going to watch.
He's going to watch! He's going to watch Wash and me?
The heat that had built up inside of Reilly started to cool down at that thought. She did not want him scrutinizing her. She knew he always assessed someone's usefulness and skill.
What if he finds me lacking? What if he thinks things would just be better if I left? What if he's humoring Wash?
Wash released Reilly noticing that she now looked like a virgin at a strip club. "Don't mind him. He's just going to watch for now. You're not being graded or evaluated ok? It's just us for now, he just happens to be in the room. Reilly…Laura, look at me not him." Wash actually had to reach out and turn Reilly's face to her. Typical Reilly would have had her clothing off by now and grinding against her. Wash told herself to be patient because Reilly obviously liked the Commander and felt self conscious around him.
Hell, I felt the same way myself once. But, she's the most confident woman I have ever known, but she acts like she's unsure of herself in front of him. Well, he's intimidating. Maybe we need something to get her out of her jitters. Music.
Taylor saw the heat in Reilly's eyes for him then her expression change to one of concern. He kept glancing between the two women as Wash spoke to her trying to get her to respond. He determined he was not going to touch Reilly unless she specifically asked him to. He also decided to keep his eyes off of her and focus on Wash to see if that would put the younger woman at ease.
I will stay in this chair till Wash tells me with her eyes to come over. I can't have her tying me up in front of Reilly, so I have to control myself. Fuck it all to hell! I will control myself!
"Stay." Wash spoke to Reilly and swung her hips walking over to a small table where a radio system control panel was at.
Reilly peered over at Taylor and was relieved to see that he was watching Wash bend over fooling with the settings of the controller. Reilly turned to watch as well and was rewarded by seeing Wash giggle her ass to the beat of the song that just started to play.
Wash turned around ignoring Taylor all together and kept her eyes on Reilly, "Dance with me."
Wash started shifting her hips back and forth to the music as she pulled her hair back and up. She arched her back and tipped her head back almost closing her eyes as she licked her lips for Reilly to see.
She allowed her body to flow more provocatively to the beat of the music as she lowered her head peering slightly up at Reilly. The predatory heat and naked desire from Wash's eyes burned Reilly's body as if she stepped into the center of the sun.
Every nerve ending in Reilly's body switched into heightened alert as she started to move her body to match Wash's. The women moved closer together as their bodies became one with the flow and beat of the drums. Forgotten was Taylor sitting in darkness on the other side of the room.
Wash was relieved that her Reilly was back. When Reilly was distracted, Wash allowed herself to finally gaze over at Taylor.
He was still sitting in the chair where she knew he would be. But his blank stare was replaced by his own predator that appeared more than willing to come out and play. He had a death grip on the chair. She did not doubt that he was using all of his control to keep himself in the chair. She enjoyed his torment because it was an outward show of how much he wanted her. How much he wanted them. And she knew once his control broke, he would be a powerful sight to behold and a consuming force that was unrelenting. She knew he would not give up till both women were completely sated.
Reilly moved her body against Wash…touching, rubbing, grabbing, licking, grinding, biting…till it was not enough.
A passionate frenzy took over Reilly as her body yelled out to her for Wash to put her hands on her. "Touch me."
Wash grabbed Reilly around the waist twisting her around to face Taylor as she then pressed Reilly back into her body. Reilly was still forgetful about Taylor's presence and did not see him as her eyes were out of focus and fluttering from lust.
Wash gripped her hair with her other hand and pulled her ear to her mouth. With her moist lips pressed long the ridge of Reilly's ear she breathed, "You want me to touch you? Where?"
Reilly gripped Wash's wrist that was against her waist and pulled down lower on her body sliding Wash's hand to her core.
"Here? Do you want me to touch you here?" Wash continued to keep Reilly in the same position and started to dance her fingers with the pulsation of the music over her delicate skin.
Wash's other hand released her hair and moved down to knead at one of Reilly's sizable breasts. Wash circled one finger over the other woman's hard nipple as her other hand danced over the pulsing bud between her legs. Wash moved her lips and tongue over Reilly's shoulder as Reilly laid her head back against Wash moaning her approval.
Both women were luxuriating in the sensations their bodies created for one another.
Reilly gasped and tried to work her hips against Wash's hand. After a few moments in the struggle, Wash pushed them back to the blankets and pillows knowing that Reilly was getting close.
Wash noticed that Taylor almost stood up to go to them. She squinted her eyes no. He stayed in place.
Wash worked her way down Reilly's body causing Reilly to moan approvals and rock her hips in invitation.
"Do you want me to taste you?" Wash inched lower licking as she went.
Reilly shook her head yes as she panted. Her body was practically vibrating with desire and an impatient need to strive toward completion. "Now. Ahhhh Can't wait."
Wash closed the distance with her mouth and tongue as she probed Reilly's heated center and delicate pearl. She ran her hands up over Reilly then back down reveling in the orchestra of sounds she was able to work out of the other woman as she worked her mercilessly to completion.
Reilly relaxed back gasping for air as Wash flashed her eyes for Taylor to come over.
Reilly opened her eyes to see a naked Taylor crawling toward them on the blankets. The predator like movements of his body and the flexing of his arms were enough to make her body cry out for more attention. She wanted to be consumed by his strength.
She felt disappointment when he stopped just inches from her. He looked to Wash then back down at Reilly. "Do you want me?"
Wash leaned forward and started raking her teeth against his shoulder. He growled at her as her mouth and teeth worked down to his bicep.
His eyes darted back to Reilly. She nodded her head yes.
"I want to hear you ask for it?" His piercing blue eyes smoldered with pent up promises of lusty satisfaction and a hot hard ride.
Reilly could not force the words out of her mouth.
Taylor had already told himself not to touch her until she asked for it. And, he was going to hold himself to that. He had no problems with a woman changing her mind before or even during. So because he was in command at the colony, he felt the need to hear her say the words. He wanted to hear the words and see the truth on her face if she meant what she was saying. He knew a woman's body could be willing, but her mind might change. So he needed the answer coming from her mind. A nod and thrust of hips were not enough. He needed to hear the words out loud, so there was no room for miscommunications.
Wash worked her way back up Taylor's muscular arm and ran her tongue across the vein that bulged with his bicep.
Within a blink, Wash found herself thrown onto her back close to Reilly. Taylor pinned her down then slowly ran his tongue over Wash's lips, but kept his eyes on Reilly's eyes. He periodically flicked his gaze between Reilly's legs then back to her eyes.
He paused remembering how Reilly reacted very favorably to seeing Wash use her tongue. He then ran his tongue over his own lips as if he were savoring Reilly's taste. The expression on his face was one of pure masculine pleasure and approval.
Reilly gasped then rubbed her legs together unable to hold still under the weight of the ruggedly attractive man's stare. "I want you. I want you to take me."
Taylor's eyes darkened as he nodded for Wash to change the position she was in. He stalked over to Reilly as Wash moved around Reilly. He ran his tongue between Reilly's legs with a few flicks before thrusting his tongue inside her.
Reilly moaned and cried out repeatedly as she strained against Taylor's mouth. He used the right amount of pressure and flicking with this tongue. His technique was noticeably different from Wash. His hands kept her positioned and at times blocked his facial hair so that he would not rub too harshly on her sensitive flesh, but it was just enough to cause a contrast of sensations that was damn near addictive.
Reilly had been aggravated by men before who had attempted this on her. They were too rough causing pain instead of pleasure to the point that she slapped them away or did barely nothing to the point it was frustrating. But Taylor knew exactly what he was doing. The man needed no direction by word or by motion. His eyes would dart to hers, and he kept very in tune with what her body needed to surge forward toward crescendo.
Reilly clutched at him when he stopped and moved back from her, "What are you doing? Don't stop."
Taylor gave her a very possessive and wicked smile, "I'm not stopping. Turn over. Wash needs some help too. And, I want you to feel all of me."
She quickly scrambled over noticing that Wash was positioned for her to sample her. When she started working her mouth over Wash, she felt Taylor move up behind her. She wanted to move back to Taylor who had not touched her again yet, but she wanted to run her tongue along Wash.
It felt like a struggle was going to break out in her body, but then Taylor started to run his hands over her back as his knees pushed her legs farther apart. He reached his arm around Reilly's waist and pulled up slightly as Reilly felt his hardness rub against her ass.
She stopped her movements with Wash and looked into Wash's eyes. Wash was drinking in the entire site and kept mentally biting Taylor and Reilly's arms.
Her eyes went back to Reilly's, "I can give you both time together. I like to watch too." Wash moved her own hand down and picked up where Reilly left off.
"No. Let me." Reilly went back to taking care of Wash as Wash moved one hand into Reilly's hair and the other up to her own breast to pinch at her pearled nipple.
Taylor watched for a few moments and just ran his hands over Reilly till he could not hold himself back any more. "Reilly? Wash? I don't know how long I can go slow and even." His voice was already deep and gravely.
Wash forced her mind to focus on his words. She nodded knowing the logistics of the situation and Taylor's need would cause Reilly to have to stop using her mouth sooner rather than later.
Taylor pressed his tip against Reilly causing her to gasp then pant out heated air onto Wash's skin. Wash pressed back into the blankets writhing as Reilly moved more over top of her.
Taylor worked himself inside her as he growled with controlling himself not to be too forceful. It was a delicious torture for him and Reilly. Her body kept pressing back against him as if she could not control herself.
With his thrusts forward she would lick up and swirl circles on Wash, then when he retreated she would use two fingers to thrust into Wash and run her thumb up and over. He held still a moment and Reilly would press back impaling herself partially on him then he would finish the motion forward pressing her against Wash.
As the music changed, they adjusted and altered their movements with the new tempo. The seductive and gratifying dance consumed them with pulsing desire.
Wash heard in Taylor's voice when he could no longer keep up the dance of their bodies, and the the sound of his voice and the licking and thrusting finally pushed her over the edge. She thrashed uncontrollably under Reilly who licked every last sound out of Wash that she could.
Reilly felt herself being lifted up against Taylor's body, and he gripped her with his dominate arms. His teeth ran along her neck and his tongue pressed down hard on her pulse as he thrust vigorously inside her.
Reilly screamed out from the sheer pleasure of it while feeling her body greedy for what he was giving. She could do nothing now but grip his arms that were like iron bars wrapped around her body. She was in awe of him as each thrust and grip of his arms felt like the only things holding her to the planet. She knew just a little more, and she would be lost. Just a little more and her body would shatter. Her conscious thoughts then deserted her as she became a being of only sensation.
He gave more than enough as her body pulsed its completion around him causing him to follow closely behind her.
Afterwards, Reilly felt as if she were floating. Every muscle in her body was relaxed as Taylor snuggled against her kissing and lightly licking her neck. Her exhausted body started to drift into sleep. She heard Taylor's voice, "You're quiet lovely, Laura."
She whispered back, "You're not bad yourself, Commander."
He chuckled, "When we're together like this, call me Taylor."
Her mind happily registered that he was admitting there would be a next time.
Wash tapped Taylor on the shoulder, "I'm up for seconds or is this thirds?"
"Greedy woman." Taylor grumbled with a smile.
He moved away from Reilly after nibbling her ear and whispering, "Stay here with us tonight."
Reilly rolled over to watch them as she snuggled down in the blankets wondering if they would mind if she pulled out her recording device and took some vids of how animalistic they were together as they attacked each other. It was as if they had been starved for contact.
A/N: Arms! Lots of Taylor Arms! I want to thank Morganel who got the idea of Reilly in my head and Reilly being distracted by Wash to the point of forgetting Taylor. I fine tuned this on my way to work today. I called the hubby to say that I made it to work and told him that I just had a threesome in my head. He laughed till I gave him the details. I think he liked it. He just might read this one. LOL! What do you think? Now, I have to think up a sex-ism for the next chapter. Ohhh what to pick what to pick…?