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[From here.]

[Hunter draws a bit of blood with that, and all it does is make Noble press in more, like he's greedy for it, demanding, dominating right back.]

[Seeker's hand on his sleeve makes him drag his hand back up to rest on her hip, bunching her skirt up a little, thumb making a little circle pattern over her skin through her dress. And he drags back from the kiss as much as Hunter's hand in his hair allows.]

Is that all you have? [Laughing, breathless and mocking, arm snaking around Seekers waist suddenly, between her and Hunter, bunching her skirt more and dragging her a little back against Noble's chest and Hunter's arm.]

[There is possessiveness and desire in every action, in the tone of his voice.]

Can you even satisfy her? Or me, for that matter?

[ Her fingers tighten in the fabric, even as he hikes her skirt up higher, baring her skin to the air-- far too warm, pinned between two boys, but she shudders anyway.

Noble's pull around her waist makes her back arch a little uncomfortably, but she reaches up, sliding her shaking hand back over Hunter's chest and winding her arm behind his neck, as if to anchor herself to him-- not much of a safe zone, but comparatively, with Noble's words and actions sending shocks of uncertainty and fear through her spine... ]

I-I'm not-- you don't--

[He practically growls at Noble, fingers tightening in his hair to drag him closer, to eat his words, when Serin's hands derail him. The anger's dropping off his face, even if only for now, while he slides his hand flat up between her shoulderblades, looking at her searchingly. It's been too easy to ignore her discomfort up until now, but...]

Seeker?

[Noble, for his part, yanks his head back, presses his face to Seekers hair, fingers over her stomach gentling to soothing caresses.]

I'm sorry. I'm angry. I'm really pissed, but not at you.

[He kisses the top of her head with incredible tenderness, though his eyes meet Hunter's over her head, flashing in possessive rage.]

I used you unfairly, just now. [Soft murmuring.] I was jealous.

[ she seems almost relieved by the pressure loosening against her, her eyes focused on Hunter's shirt... Noble's words make her stiffen all over again, as her fingers curl against the hair at the base of Hunter's neck.

She looks as frightened as she feels, shivering at the warmth against her hair. ]

W-what are you two doing...

[Hunter... doesn't know what to say, or do. Except he has a pretty good idea in that he's avoiding meeting Just's eyes as best he can, instead staring down between himself and Serin.

He's going to let Just field this question. And enjoy that incredibly potent sense of guilt washing over Hunter.]

Edited 2013-01-16 22:05 (UTC)

[God you two are like catnip. The emotional distortions in the room are intense.]

[Noble takes his hand off the wall to settle it on Seeker, both his hands on her now, rubbing up and down, coaxing. His face moves, since Hunter is looking away, his lips against her ear, breath warm on her skin.]

We're fighting over you. And maybe each other, a bit. [His hands drift further up her sides, lips brushing under her jaw, this time with tongue.] Do you mind? I think you know, how much we want you.

[ Unfortunately, with how close she still is to Hunter in front of her, her skirt doesn't quite fall down despite being released... and even with Noble's hands over her corset it's easy to feel the heaviness of her breath, the blood pounding under her skin-- intensified by the feeling of his lips against her skin once more.

Seeker closes her eyes, tilting her head away(though that really only serves to bare more of her neck to him), ears burning in confused, helpless arousal. Her legs shift, her hand tightens a bit too much against Hunter's skin-- ]

I-I-- w-why would you...?

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Why would we want you...? Are you really asking that?

[He tips his head down so their foreheads touch, finally letting go of Noble's hair so he can cover her hand with his own.

Hunter won't stop Noble from being skeevy all over her, but he at least has quieted down to a sort of tentative concern.]

[Noble kisses her neck again, hands running up her sides, dragging her dress up just a little more, fingers brushing the bottom and sides of her breasts.]

Why would we...?

[He kisses down along her shoulder.] Do you really wonder why we'd fight over you?

[And one hand reaches up to catch Hunter's hand over her back, twisting it up sharply.]

What if I showed you?

[ ...yes Hunter you are a helper, thank you.

When his forehead touchess hers she opens her eyes, meeting his-- and for a long moment she simply stares, expression uncertain. But...

...She relaxes, just a bit, into Noble's touches, taking in a sharp breath and closing her eyes again. She's still... nervous, horribly so. Does she even want this...? ]

I...

... yes.

[And suddenly he's hissing between his teeth, head snapping up and back so he can glare at Noble again.

Wrenching to free his hand, thank you very much.]

[Noble smirks at Hunter over Seeker's shoulder, stepping back and drawing her with him with an arm around her waist, keeping her skirt scandalously hiked up.]

[This is a show, for Hunter's benefit. Noble's arm under Seeker's breasts bushing them up a bit, the other hand running up over her side, over her chest, thumb lingering over a nipple before reaching up to undo the top button of her outfit.]

[And he's watching Hunter while he does this, mouth on Seeker's neck, possessive, warm, tongue hot against her skin, seeking any bit of pleasure she feels and pushing it by pursuing it all while daring Hunter to do something about it with his eyes.]

[If that doesn't piss Hunter off and simultaneously get both Hunter and Seeker aroused...]

[ Seeker seems a bit baffled as Noble draws her back and away, separated from Hunter-- she takes her arm back, settling it instead against the one under her arm...

...And she seems to realize just what Noble is trying to pull, here, her face darkening red, lips parted as if to protest... but the only sound that comes out is a choked moan, hunching slightly in his grip. Getting her aroused really isn't an issue here-- his mouth against her neck gets the most pleasurable reaction, but his hands against her breasts makes her squirm. ]

[Oh.

Oh.

There's definitely that thrill of arousal licking at his veins, mingling with the rising anger, hot and heavy. But he's not moving yet, balling his fists at his sides, torn between watching hungrily, and taking that challenge right fucking now.]

[He keeps working on Seeker's neck, lips brushing further back until they're against her spine and his hands are working her skirt up from one end and her dress open from the other, touching Seeker boldly, provocatively, there seems to be no indication that he's teasing or intends to stop at all. The hand not getting her dress open is sliding down her skirt and then under it, dragging his fingers up her inner thigh, her skirts indecently rumpled and not really hiding much by now.]

[ She shudders, bowing her head forward with a shuddering breath. It's... embarrassing, with Hunter watching like this, but she isn't stopping Noble at all-- her fingers tighten against his arm, and her body shifts into the fingers molesting her thigh. She makes a soft noise, almost needy, and glances up at Hunter through her hair. ...Whether or not the look is expectant or just curious, it's hard to tell through all of that redness in her cheeks. ]

[Now he's moving, striding forward with clear intent to take what he wants-- or at least not let Noble monopolize her. He's kissing her abruptly, but not harshly, instead channeling his anger into the hands he's dropping on Noble's hips, neatly trapping Seeker between them again. Only to start pushing, aiming to move the proceedings to Noble's bed.]

[Noble lets it happen, or rather, wasn't this exactly the situation he'd been manipulating towards from the start? Either way he steps back, drawing Seeker with him, still working her dress open, off. Mouth hot on her neck. And his fingers aren't shy as they roam up her thigh, mapping her warm skin and then over her panties before his own legs hit the bed and he sits, dragging her onto his lap.]

[ There's something like relief melting through that kiss, pressing forward needily against his lips; her eyes close and she blindly lets them lead her backwards, stepping carefully so she doesn't end up stabbing one of their feet with her heel...

The most difficult part of getting her undressed is simply the dress itself more so than a lack of cooperation-- but she's distracted, especially with Noble's fingers lightly exploring between and over her thighs, as she's urged back into his lap, one hand sliding up to clench tightly in Hunter's shirt. He does, at least, manage to free her breasts and shoulders entirely. ]

[Hunter puts one knee on the bed so he can lean over both of them. His opposite hand lifts from Noble's hip to land on Seeker's, sliding slow and steady up her side until he can cup one of her breasts, thumbing at a nipple and deepening the kiss.

Yeah, he's going to be lavishing all of his attention on Seeker for as long as Noble lets him get away with it, most likely.]

[Letting Hunter get away with paying attention to Seeker for now. Sometimes being in control of the flow of things means letting others do what they want. And it lets him work more on getting Seeker's skirt bunched up around her waist.]

You're so cold...

[And her skin is, he's leaning back and drawing her back with him, making Hunter follow.]

[ She is chilled, despite the comparatively hot bodies of the men on either side of her, but their closeness does help-- though the goosebumps that raise along the flesh of her arms isn't necessarily from the coolness of her skin so much as it is from their touches.

As Noble speaks, and urges her back, she does manage to break the kiss long enough to mumble "quest" under her breath, a little embarrassed but. Kissing. Her free hand reaches back, settling lightly against Noble's thigh, as she squirms to allow her skirt to be hiked up to her hips. ]

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[Sliding his fingers all the way up, between her thighs and over her panties.]

This seems fine to me.

[ She doesn't protest any further, leaning back against him with an embarrassed flush. ]

Noble...

[His arm around her waist is firm and holding her up, his fingers playing across thin fabric as he bites her shoulder.]

Shh.

[ Her breath stutters at the bite, squeezing her eyes shut and tilting her hips against the warmth of his fingers... ]

[He scrapes his teeth against her neck, his fingers rubbing her folds and clit through the cloth. Just to make her squirm.]

[ Squirm she does, exhaling heavily and baring her neck to give him better access, nails digging lightly into the skin of his arm. ]

[He slips his hand under her panties, fingers curling and rubbing still, absolutely intent on getting her turned on and wet.]

[ THIS... IS NOT EXACTLY A HARD THING TO DO... his fingers will find she's already a little damp, fingers hot against her sex-- and she makes a small, little noise of want, reaching one hand up to fist in his hair. ]

[No ceremony, slipping his fingers between her folds and into her.]

[ A whimper, heart pounding in her chest and flesh warm and tight and slick around his fingers-- but she tilts her hips, trying to gain more of the feeling. ]

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