Viola, my dear! And I'll email you soon... fie on you, I may end up more enraptured by Lord John than even the two m/m pairs in the Swordspoint 'verse. :P
Yves was an animated portrait of intent, a flush in his cheeks and his voice a rumble of filthy invectives as he thrust repeatedly into Bran. For his part, Bran was making half-hums and half-gasps around Holden's cock, causing Holden to grip his younger beloved slave's curls all the tighter. Yves' clever blue eyes caught his above the inspiring tableau of Bran's back, and he winked.
"Mirror, blind spot," Holden thought to himself, the only-too-apt analogy popping to mind. As Bran moaned, his wicked tongue bringing Holden to his own climax, Holden realized right then that he didn't care that it was sometimes a true challenge to keep his household happy and content. He saw Yves' expression change to one of pained rapture, and convulsed into Bran's mouth.
He was the luckiest man in the world, and he knew it.
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Title: Passion's Triptych
Fandom: Slave Breakers
Trio: Holden/Yves/Bran
Rating: Adult
W/C: 140
Yves was an animated portrait of intent, a flush in his cheeks and his voice a rumble of filthy invectives as he thrust repeatedly into Bran. For his part, Bran was making half-hums and half-gasps around Holden's cock, causing Holden to grip his younger beloved slave's curls all the tighter. Yves' clever blue eyes caught his above the inspiring tableau of Bran's back, and he winked.
"Mirror, blind spot," Holden thought to himself, the only-too-apt analogy popping to mind. As Bran moaned, his wicked tongue bringing Holden to his own climax, Holden realized right then that he didn't care that it was sometimes a true challenge to keep his household happy and content. He saw Yves' expression change to one of pained rapture, and convulsed into Bran's mouth.
He was the luckiest man in the world, and he knew it.