Title: Like Father, Like Son

Rating: NC17

Pairing: Noah/Claire/Lyle

Written for the Rare Pairing Anonymous Kink Meme

Word Count: 986

He has her pinned against his closet door, "This isn't funny Lyle." Claire says as Lyle Bennet's hands caress up her sides pulling on the bathing suit cover up. She can't help but shiver at his touch, so intimate so NOT brotherly.

"Oh don't play coy sis, how long have you been screwing him?" Claire's eyes widen at the venom she hears in her little brother's voice. His fingers tangle in the strings of her bikini bottoms as his knee slides between her legs.

"How, how did you know? We were discreet, never in the house..." Her hands are on his chest, but not pushing him away any longer. Lyle's head ducks down to her neck biting and kissing along it.

"I've known for a month now... Ever since he started moaning your name while I sucked his dick." Claire gasps and then there's no breath as Lyle's mouth covers hers. He's needy and demanding, nothing like Noah and yet very similar. The kiss ends and Claire's panting as Lyle's fingers finally undoes the knot at her hips. One side dangles down, the bottoms only on by his weight against her and his knee at her sex.

"He... you...?" Claire can't really think as Lyle's rough hands remove her cover up and the bikini top. His fingers are calloused, she guesses from mowing the grass or something, but the rough scratchy skin is enticing her.

Lyle chuckles darkly as he hoists her small frame upwards and buries his face between her breasts. One side of her bottoms is still tied and as he runs his fingers along the bare skin of the other side she shivers and moans. If she fuzzes her mind just a bit, she can pretend that it's Noah.

Claire wraps her legs around Lyle's waist and her arms around his neck. He supports her back as they move to his bed. It's broad daylight and everyone is home, just out back near the pool. Lyle roughly pulls the bottoms off and then hovers, staring at her curvy features. "Are you wet for me?" He asks, wondering if she's still thinking of their dad.

Lyle's boxers are down before Claire has time to answer and then the door slams open. Claire shrieks, but Lyle stands confident, erection proudly shown. It Noah Bennet. "I figured you'd take it this far, son."

"What did you expect?! You have me suck you off and you don't even have the decency to call my name? MY NAME?" Noah sighs and fans his hands down to convey for Lyle to lower his voice. He steps into the room and closes the door.

"It's nothing against you, Lyle. Really..." Claire sits up, mesmerized by the scene. She'd have never thought Lyle would be jealous of their relationship or that he'd want more from Noah.

"Show me." Lyle places his hands on his hips and the way he's standing makes Claire think of Peter Pan. She smiles as Noah purposefully strides to Lyle, fists his hair, and kisses him soundly on the mouth. Claire's insides turned to goo watching her lover and her brother make out. She keens and rubs her thighs together.

Lyle has Noah's swim trunks down before the kiss ends and she can see that they are both hard and ready. Noah's panting from the kiss or maybe from the arousal as Lyle laughs triumphantly. "We'll both fuck her." He says matter-of-fact-ly.

"Lyle..."

"No worries, Dad. You'll fuck her through me." He looks at Claire hungrily and she's just panting for both their hands on her. Lyle walks to the table beside his bed and both Noah and Claire watch his erection bob. He pulls out lubrication and tosses it to Noah. "You'll fuck me, while I fuck her."

Lyle jumps on the bed beside Claire and crawls over her. Her hands wrap around his neck and pulls him down for a searing kiss. Without preamble, Lyle slides into her and she gasps into his mouth. He's filling her just as Noah does. He moves a little, but not enough and Claire's impatient. "Calm down Clairebear, I have to get Lyle ready first." Noah says over Lyle's shoulder. He bends down and kisses Lyle's shoulder and Claire just about comes right then.

"Oh... God!" She roughly fists Lyle's hair and pulls his head down to her. She bites and sucks on his lip as his hands tease her skin. Lyle moans as Noah's fingers work on his backside.

"So tight son..." Lyle shakes his head as Claire has her teeth on his bottom lip.

"You... You're... The first..." He's enjoying it too much to finish his sentences. When Noah pushes three fingers in, Lyle twitches and groans which plunges him deeper into Claire. She sees stars at the depth and cries out with pleasure.

"Fuck! Noah I won't be able to last too long if you don't fucking hurry!" She distracts herself by sucking on Lyle's tongue. She loves his moans and groans.

"God, that feels good." Noah moans out as he slowly slides into his son, which pushes Lyle forward too.

"Fuck!" Lyle moans into Claire's shoulder.

"Ohhhh!" Claire's eyes are closed as they all start to move now. There's no way she'll last too long. Every movement Noah makes pushes Lyle right into that perfect spot and she's already so fucking wet.

"Ohh, Lyle." Noah hisses between his teeth as Lyle chuckles darkly once again. Claire's sufficiently distracted and doesn't care that neither are thinking about her. She's gone in four strokes and cries out, her muscles clutching around Lyle who also cries out.

Both voices of his children climaxing sent Noah well over the edge and he takes care not to collapse on top of Lyle. "Oh fucking god!" Claire exclaims. "Like father, like son."