Chapter 5

Dani closed her eyes again, and two digital readouts appeared on the wall. The first, marked "Haven time," said 87 minutes; the second, marked "Real World," said 1:27 - and moved much more slowly. "We've been here less than two seconds, in real time. I don't think we'll be missed any time soon." She smiled at Rahne. "Just what did you have in mind, Carrottop?"

Rahne's face went blank. This was a whole new universe to her; she had pretty much no idea what she wanted, only that she wanted more.

Dani saw the confusion on Rahne's face, and knew she'd have to take the lead here. "Well, here's a thought. Sam, you wanna be a guinea pig for a little while?"

Sam was surprised. "Jeez, Chief, you make it sound so appealing."

Dani playfully swatted him on the arm. "If you prefer, think of it as the ultimate 'playing doctor.' And think about what we just did with Rahne - I think I can guarantee you'll enjoy it."

Sam sighed dramatically, then flopped on his back. "Well, all right."

Dani gave Rahne one last hug, then clambered over her and Sam, leaving the man in the middle. Dani ducked under his right arm, then pulled his left around Rahne, having both girls snuggled up against his sides. They smiled at each other over his chest.

"So, Rahney, we all had the sex ed classes. Care to see how the books compare to the real thing?"

The Scots girl bit her lip for a moment, then glanced up at Sam. He smiled reassuringly back at her, and she nodded.

"Then, I think, this shirt has to go. Go ahead and unbutton it."

Rahne hesitated again, then furrowed her brow. She was not familiar with undressing someone else, and tossing in how the buttons were "backwards" made it more of a challenge. But she persevered and eventually Sam's shirt was undone down to his pants. She tugged the tails free, then had him sit up while she slid it off his shoulders.

"Ooh, verra nice, Sam." She ran her hands up and down his chest and stomach. "You're so firm and warm." She rested her head back in the hollow of his shoulder, allowing her hand to caress his chest and stomach. "This feels so nice, lying together like this."

Sam swallowed before he spoke. He was absolutely loving this, but it was still hard to wrap his mind around it. Here he was, lying in bed shirtless, tucked in between Rahne and Dani. And Rahne was stark naked and caressing him. He noticed his hands - apparently on their own - were caressing the girls' backs, and his right was occasionally still stroking Rahne's bottom. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Something about it just feels... right, you know?"

Rahne turned her head to plant a tender kiss on his shoulder. "Oh, aye." She resumed stroking his chest, closing in on his nipples. The teased them erect, then smiled up at him. "Ye like that?"

Sam smiled bashfully. "I know some guys like that, but for me, it doesn't feel any different than the rest of my chest. Sorry..."

Rahne gave him a quick, irritated look, then resumed playing with them. He might not especially enjoy it, but she liked seeing his body react to her touch. That quickly grew boring, though. Her hand started wandering down his torso. "Yer right, though, about this feeling right. But not sae right that I want to just stop here..." And with those words, she traced her fingers along the waist of his pants. "Ye wouldn't mind if I went a wee bit further, would ye?"

Sam returned her kiss with one of his own, pressed to her forehead. "Wouldn't mind in the least, Carrottop. Just don't do anything you don't really want to. I'm thrilled enough with things just like this. Don't do anything just because you think I want you to."

Dani playfully bit him on the shoulder. "Liar. You're just dying to see how far she'll take things, but you're too much the gentleman to admit it."

"Dani! Don't you be saying such things! Sam would never lie about such an important thing! Now you take that back right now!"

Sam cleared his throat. "Actually, the Chief's kinda right. There's a part of me that wants to beg you to keep going. But that part of me is nowhere near powerful enough to control me. I just remember that this is all about you, Rahney, and showing you how much we care about you and making sure you have the best possible time, and that part of me shuts right up."

Dani snorted. "And I think we know just what 'part' of you that's doing the talking there." As she spoke, she put her hand on his groin and gave it a gentle squeeze. Her eyes widened, and she quickly pulled her hand back. "Whoa, Sam! Your uniform does NOT do you justice!"

Rahne was scandalized - as scandalized as she could be, lying naked in a bed with a half-dressed man she was caressing and a fully-dressed woman, who together had brought her to ecstasy just a few moments ago. "Dani! For shame!"

"Girl, the only one here who should be ashamed is Sam, for keeping that a secret!" She reached forward again, but stopped short. "No, like Sam said, this is all for you. I'll let you discover Sam's... 'gift.'"

Rahne was still shocked, but also deeply intrigued. And, determined to show Dani that she wasn't in the least bit intimidated, she unbuckled Sam's belt, then pulled it free from the loops. She tossed it over her shoulder on to the floor (landing atop Sam's discarded shirt), then returned her hand to his waistband. Now, with the belt missing, she could slip her fingers easily inside the waistband and caress the skin beneath. She felt coarse hairs brush against her fingertips, and realized that she had discovered Sam's pubic hair. Which meant she was very close to touching his...

Her hand froze for a second, then resumed caressing him. There was something deliciously forbidden about all this, and she intended to enjoy every bit of it. She glanced up at Sam's face. His eyes were closed, but he had a warm smile on his face and he was breathing rather quickly - he was obviously enjoying this, too. She continued to caress him, working up her courage for the next step. It took a couple of minutes, minutes Sam didn't seem to mind in the least, but she finally grasped the snap of his pants.

Then Dani, who'd been content to watch so far (with the occasional caress to both Sam and Rahne), intervened. She took Rahne's wrist before she could undo Sam's pants. "Here, let me help. I'll hold that, you work his zipper. It's easier to take down the zipper if the pants are still fastened."

Rahne smiled her thanks, and took the tab of Sam's zipper in hand. She paused as she could feel the pressure beneath, and realized that she was touching him just where Dani had grabbed him a moment before. She had a brief moment of disbelief that she was actually doing this, but then slowly and carefully pulled down the zipper. Once it was fully lowered, she brushed Dani's hand away and popped the snap on his pants. Dani had been right; it had been easy to lower the zipper while Dani had held the top taut. She gently folded back Sam's pants, leaving the top of his boxers exposed.

She ran her fingers along the inside of Sam's waist, pulling the pants away from his skin. "I think I'll need a bit of help here..."

"No problem. Sam, lift up a little, will you?" Sam raised his hips off the bed, allowing each girl to work his pants over his hips. Then he raised up his legs as they pulled the pants off him entirely. Rahne's eyes widened at the most impressive tenting of his boxers. She thought she should look away, but didn't.

Still, she couldn't quite bring herself to be as bold as Dani had been. She'd have to work her way up to that kind of daring. She placed her hand on Sam's knee, then slowly worked her way up the inside of his thigh. She was amazed at how soft Sam's skin was, and she could feel his muscles twitching beneath her fingers. It was proof that she actually had that kind of power over him, and she loved it.

Her fingers reached the cuff of his boxers, and she paused for a second. But only a second. They resumed their slow pace up his thighs, delighting in the reactions to he touches that she could see, and hear, and feel. Her fingertips brushed against some very fine hairs, and then they discovered a skin of completely different - and new - texture.

Rahne paused. This was her moment of truth. Up until now, everything that had happened was either things she passively allowed, or accidental, or could be dismissed as just "playing." But now, she was touching Sam in a very, very private place. She could laugh and dismiss this all as just playing around, pull her hand back, and find some clothing quickly. They could go back to the mansion with this as their little secret, that no one would never need to know about. They could even pretend it never happened - which is pretty much how Illyana described it, anyway. It would be her own private grand adventure.

Or she could, for the first time in her life, toss aside her inhibitions and forget all the years she'd been told to be the "good girl." She could just do what she wanted to do, go with her impulses and desires and take the "good girl" and lock her in a dark, dark closet for the duration. After all, she'd always heard the things you regret most are not the things you do, but the things you don't do.

All this took barely a second. She slid her hand forward and gently caressed the incredibly soft skin, then cupped Sam's scrotum. She could feel his testicles moving within.

Yes, she was a complete wanton. And she loved it.