(A/N: I know this is about ten years too late (literally...), but here it is - the final chapter of Judge Turpin's tale! I am grateful to all who have read, favorited and reviewed. I hope you enjoy the ending as much as I did writing it - this is one of my favorite pairings I've written! 3)
"What are you thinking right now?" Judge Turpin asked Madeline as he looked down at her. When she looked over at him, he smirked at the look of awe in her eyes.
"I did not think a place could be as beautiful as this," she sighed, her smile widening as she went back to looking at their surroundings. "I want to see it all."
He chuckled. "We have plenty of time to do that, my dear. Right now, however, I think it would be best to retire to our hotel for the night. It's late." When she gave him a small pout, he added, "Do not start with me, young lady."
She giggled. "I suppose you're right," she agreed, and tightened her hold on his arm as they approached the large building looming over them. "I never thought I would be able to say I visited Paris," she commented once they were inside and walking up the stairs to their room.
"I would take you to the moon, if I could," he replied, and hesitated before quietly adding as they reached the door, "I would do anything for you, Madeline." Smiling at him, she leaned up to give him a soft kiss before they made their way into their temporary living arrangement.
"Oh, Joseph," she gasped, taking in the beauty of the room. They immediately stepped into a sitting area, while off to the left was the entryway to the the bedroom. She jumped slightly when she noticed someone sitting on the couch before her. "M...Mr. Bilbo...hello," she stammered as her eyes locked with the man in front of her.
"Hello Madeline," he greeted her as he stood, and looking at Joseph gave a slight nod. "Hello Joseph, it has been quite some time."
"Indeed, it has," Joseph replied as he gently led Madeline over to their visitor.
"How are you liking Paris, sir? I did not realize you were visiting as well," she asked, trying to create polite conversation.
"Maddie, please. Call me William," he said with a smile. "I am finding it quite pleasant, but...I think it just might have become even more pleasant," he added, his voice suddenly a murmur. Oblivious to his hidden meaning, Madeline simply smiled at him. "You seem to become even more beautiful each time I see you," he added, his eyes making a quick scan over her. "You are quite the lucky man, Joseph."
"Indeed, I am," Joseph replied, giving her a small squeeze.
She smiled up at him, before looking back at William. "What brings you here this evening?"
He looked at her for a moment, before finally saying, "You."
Madeline was brought back by this. "Wh...what do you mean?"
Joseph brushed her hair back over her shoulder, before leaning down to murmur in her ear, "I know you desire him, Madeline."
She looked up at him with a look of pure shock. "Joseph, I don't..." she started to say, her face growing hot with both embarrassment and shame, and as tears began to come to her eyes she looked down.
Having her look back up at him, Joseph kissed her softly, and reassured her, "I'm not upset, my darling. He is here, because...I want to share you." When she again looked up at him with a shocked expression, he added, "I want to watch you in the throes of passion. I want you to react to him, as you do to me."
She was completely taken back by what Joseph was saying, and found herself speechless. As she stared at him in silence, she failed to see William walking towards her, and jumped when his hands were suddenly on her shoulders. "That desire is very mutual," he murmured in her ear, making her shudder. He smirked when he noticed this, and just as his lips found her neck Joseph leaned down to kiss her deeply. Her head spinning from what had quickly conspired, she moaned quietly as she kissed him back willingly. She felt strong hands grasp her waist, and gently pulled her back to have her turn around where William's lustful stare greeted her. Her breathing grew shallow when his hands came up to cup her face, and after a moment of simply looking at her with those intense, deep blue eyes he leaned down to capture her lips.
Unable to help herself, she began to giggle, making him pull back with a questioning look on his face. "Your mustache...it tickles," she commented, making him smirk, and gave a small gasp when he again kissed her, this time deeper. Hesitantly, she kissed him back, still unsure of how she felt about the events happening between the three of them, when she felt hands loosening the corset of her dress. Before she knew it, she was left standing completely nude before them both, making her feel more exposed than she had since her first intimate night with Joseph. She gave a small whisper at the feeling of two sets of hands beginning to explore her body, unable to tell who was touching where.
"I think it's time to move this to the bed," William whispered in her ear, making her again shudder, and shyly she nodded before taking one of their hands in each of hers and leading them into the bedroom area. She squeaked with surprise when William suddenly lifted her with ease, and giggled as he carried her over to the bed. As they tumbled onto the mattress, he chuckled as he looked down at her, before swiftly removing his shirt. Her gaze going to his chest, she hesitantly ran her hands along it as she admired the hair there.
"You're...hairier," she commented, making him laugh once more.
"I do love how naive you still are, despite who you have as your husband," William, replied, when she heard Joseph's deep chuckle. Looking over, she found him sitting in the chair tucked in the corner of the room, watching them with darkened eyes. Gently having her look back up at him, William again kissed her neck, and was taken by surprise when he felt her undoing his pants. "Touch me," he whispered as he helped pushed them down to full free his erection, and gave a quiet groan when she immediately took him in her hand. "You have the softest touch," he sighed as she stroked him, leaning down to kiss her deeply as his hips moved against her motions. When she pulled away, she was greeted to his intense stare.
"What are..." she started to ask when he pulled away, but her words died off when she watched him slowly move down her. Her heart began to pound when he started pressing kisses and bites along her inner thighs, and giggled at the feeling of his mustache tickling her skin again. She gave a cry of surprise when his tongue suddenly found her clit, and bit her lip as she looked down at the site of his head between her thighs. When she heard a low murmur, she looked over at where Joseph sat and saw he had freed his hard cock from his pants. She could not help but to watch the movement of his hand as he pleasured himself, but gave a gasp when she felt William slide two fingers within her. Looking back down at him, her hand tangled in his curls as her hips started moving against him.
"Please don't stop...I'm..." she gasped, and gave a tug on his hair as she cried out her pleasure, her thighs clamping around his head as it washed over her. Groaning, he continued to use his tongue on her until he felt her body grow lax, and pulled back to admire her.
"The sweetest peach I ever did taste," he smirked, the glisten on his chin making her flush, and slowly made his way back up her. "But now I want to know if you feel as good as you taste," he murmured in her ear, and began to suck on her neck, his actions making her shudder. Looking back over, she again met eyes with her husband, the look of pure lust in his eyes only heightening her want, and breathed in sharply when William suddenly buried himself within her with a quick thrust of his hips. Bracing himself on his hands, he wasted no time in beginning to pound into her, the sound of flesh smacking flesh and pants quickly filling the room.
"Do you enjoy that? Letting another man have his way with you?" Judge Turpin asked when he saw her eyes roll back, his voice low and husky, and all she could do was nod. "Tell me. Let me hear what it is you like about it."
"I...he..." she tried to get out, but found herself unable to think straight, until finally she got out, "His cock feels so good."
"Does it?" William spoke up, bringing her attention back to him. "You like the way my cock fills you up?" Flushing from his words, she again nodded, and began to whimper as her pleasure began to mount.
"I'm...I...I'm..."
"Are you getting close?" Judge Turpin asked, and she quickly nodded. "Ask for permission."
"Please...please, may I...may I..." she begged, but again found her words not wanting to form.
Looking over, William saw him give the faintest of nods, and looking back down at her wrapped a hand around her neck. "Do it," he demanded, and sharply arching her back she loudly cried out as he made her come for a second time. Groaning, William slowed his motions, continuing to watch her intently as he gently moved over her.
"You are so arousing when you fall apart," Judge Turpin murmured, his hand quickening over his painfully hard cock.
Looking over at him, her gaze immediately went to where his hand was, and watched as he pleasured himself. "Joseph..." she whimpered, bringing his gaze to hers. "I..."
"You what?"
"...I want you in my mouth," she confessed, biting her lip as she looked at him with those big eyes.
A groan rumbled in his chest. "Do you?" he asked as he stood up, and smirked when she quickly nodded. "Such a naughty thing, you are," he murmured, and made his way towards the bed.
She watched him as he began to remove the rest of his clothes, when William suddenly flipped her over, making her give a small cry of surprise. "I do love the way your ass looks bared before me," he stated quietly in her ear, and yanking her hips up he quickly buried himself in her once more.
"Fuck," she cried out as he went back to thrusting into her with hard and fast movements, when there was suddenly a yank on her hair, forcing her to look up at Judge Turpin who was now propped before her on the bed.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" He growled, still stroking himself with his other hand, and gave a quiet groan when she immediately wrapped her lips around his cock. "Good girl," he whispered, and gave another groan when she began to apply suction as she moved her mouth over where his hand had been.
She squealed when she suddenly felt William's fingers on her clit, her noises muffled by the cock in her mouth. "What did I just find?" William murmured, moving his hand just right over her aching clit. "God, you take my cock so well," he added with a sigh, his free hand tightly squeezing her hip.
When she felt that pressure again beginning to build, she took Judge Turpin's cock out of her mouth long enough to state quietly, "I want you both to come."
Both men giving quiet noises of approval, William wasted no time in building his thrusts back up to a frantic pace, while Judge Turpin tightened his hold on her hair to take over the pace of her bobbing motions. Together they all three moved in unison as they pleasured each other, the sensations mounting quickly with each movement. Madeline was the first to reach her end, her cries muffled and her entire body quivering as it washed over her. "That's it...let me feel it..." William panted, and digging his nails into her gave a low moan as he joined her.
"Ohh god, Maddie," Judge Turpin groaned, and desperately arching up into her mouth his face scrunched up as he came in her willing mouth. Once it finally passed they all collapsed back onto the mattress, Madeline tangled between the men as they all quietly panted.
"I can't wait to see what the rest of this trip brings," she sighed, making both men laugh, and as Judge Turpin looked down at her he noted to himself he was grateful for the arrangement which had brought this incredible girl into his life, and changed him for the better...
(2nd A/N: For anyone looking for a visual reference, William Bilbo is a character taken out of context from the 2012 film Lincoln. The idea of adding him in was too spicy for me to not write. :P)