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WHO Shannon Vaughn (

privatematter), Eli Delacroix (

aspectional).
WHAT Eli is an idiot; Shannon is curious. How exactly does D/s go down when you're not to the Having Sex stage in the relationship yet?
WHEN Late 1990. Seven months after Jumpscapades.
WHERE Shannon's place.

Shannon was anxious. Not in a bad way, but the anticipatory way that everyone got when something new and exciting was going up and there was no way it could go badly, but predicting the end outcome was almost impossible. It was a great feeling, but one that left Shannon feeling like a teen heading out to prom instead of a grown man getting ready to have fun with his boyfriend and potentially make some hilariously heartfelt gestures to express his trust in Eli. That was probably something he didn't do enough in general, actually.

Breakfast had been something simple. Pancakes, fresh cut fruit and sausage. Eli had come over pretty early to get ready, talking over the generalities of what they were going to do while the specifics were to wait for after they were done. Well, now they were done and sitting on the couch, and Shannon's leg was jiggling even under the hand he had placed on his knee to keep himself still. Lacey had wandered off after breakfast, stomach filled with her own food and presumably was napping on the foot of the bed in Shannon's room. Probably for the better, really.

"So," he said, ignoring the obvious tell he was giving off. If Eli took it for misapprehension, then Shannon was going to definitely lean over and smack him. "Where do we start?"

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He followed the prodding easily. If it were possible, his dick would be standing even further at attention from the reminder of a promise he had nearly forgotten about. It sounded beyond his hopes and yet here was his Dom offering it to him just like that. He really had no answer aside from a deeply sincere, "Yes. Yes, of course."

How they would get there or even how long it would take wasn't a question in his mind. If his Dom said they were going to make it happen, then of course it was going to happen just as soon as it needed to. He wanted the release burning up inside of him so badly, but he wanted the warmth and glow of his Doms' praise and attention possibly even more. Now here they were getting to a point that perhaps he would be able to get both and maybe he actually could be patient for it. Maybe.

Letting go of the collar, Eli moved away from him while Michelle took the reins, giving him their clothes to hold as she grabbed his collar and tugged a bit on it. "Why don't you play with me for a little bit while your Dom takes care of a few things before we leave, sobachka?" Pressing her body against his, she took his restrained hands and moved them down to her crotch to direct him as to what to do.

Seeing that Michelle was distracting Shannon, Eli teleported out of the room and into the club to grab the toys Michelle had left behind when they had brought Shannon back. Thanks to his abilities, nobody noticed and he quickly picked everything up before popping back to the house to drop them off and returning to Michelle and Shannon a moment later, not wanting to leave them alone for long for fear of Shannon panicking without him there.

His breath caught for a moment when he realized what she wanted him to do. His attention was still partially following his Dom around the room, but once he pressed himself against her in return and carefully inserted his fingers his focus was stolen. She was still as tight as before, warm and willing. He tried rubbing his fingers lightly against the walls, looking for a good place for her while his thumbs played teasingly around the lips before he would return to her clit.

There was a stutter of movement when his Dom teleported. It wasn't always easy to notice, but the shift of air and the sudden lack had him pausing, cheek resting against her head. "Mistress?" he asked, wondering if she had noticed the same thing. Well, of course she had, but he still hoped for some kind of answer. Where was his Dom going?

The moment he got started, Michelle knew that this was a good idea. She thrust down onto his fingers, making eager little noises to encourage him to keep doing this. Wrapping her arms around him, she kept him close so that he could get some enjoyment out of this himself. The plan might be to draw this out, but that didn't mean she couldn't let him get some attention.

She huffed in an amused manner as she looked at him. "I told you that he had to take care of some things, yes? He will return when he is done and take us back with him so that we may play with you properly." Thinking that her answer was sufficient, she pulled him into a kiss, trying to distract him completely from everything around them or the lack of someone.

He shuddered when the closeness inevitably brought his erection to press against her, nuzzling against her hair while his fingers continued to work. His own noises were just as interested as her own, happy to have any attention paid to him, happy that he was doing something right with his Mistress.

The kiss was a good call. He kissed back with a surge of energy, ignoring the slight cut in his lip from earlier, and tried to express his gratitude and neediness in the motion. There was a lot to say, but words were hard to come by when he was like this and hopefully he would be able to get himself across in his actions instead. With the idea that his Dom would be back soon, he couldn't imagine anything going wrong. They had control now and he wasn't going to do anything to jeopardize that.

She changed her movements so not only was she thrusting down onto his fingers, but also rubbing against his erection, rewarding him for doing good. It was obvious that she was holding back, waiting for Eli to return and take them home and was making sure that Shannon didn't come early and ruining their plans.

During the kiss, Eli returned and placed his hands on both of their shoulders, not trying to pull them apart, but instead let them know he was there. Michelle ended the kiss to wrap her arm around him and pull him closer to the both of them, making him grin. He kissed Shannon on the cheek and smiled. "Are you both ready to go then?"

It was so easy to get lost in the motions, both of them rubbing each other down and getting ready for the actual event. The kiss was fantastic and only ended when his Dom appeared—at the kiss on his cheek, he twisted his head and tried to give him a kiss on the lip as well. It was obvious that he was happy in his current position with both of them around him, but at the question he lit up even more.

"Yes, Sir," he answered, a bit breathless. He slid his fingers out as if unsure what to do next, if anything, and held his hands to his own abdomen to get ready for them to leave in whatever way they would.

Eli gave Shannon the kiss on the lips he wanted, reaching up to ruffle his hair as he did. It was enjoyable to see Shannon like this, willing and eager for anything that his Doms wanted to do to him. Looking over at Michelle, he saw that she was thinking the same thing he was.

When his fingers pulled out of her, Michelle gasped softly and thrust against Shannon almost desperately at the lack of attention. There was a frown on Eli's face and he leaned over to Shannon. "Nobody said that you could stop. Get down on your knees and make it up to her with your mouth."

When he noticed what his Mistress was doing, when he heard the tone of his Dom, he was immediately chastened and his head dipped down quickly. Although it was something he had not done with a woman before, it was something he would have to do because his Dom had told him to. He already knew how to use his fingers, so how much different could this really be?

Carefully, he sunk down on his knees—not exactly kneeling for lack of balance with his hands bound and what he was about to do, instead on knee on the floor and the other foot firm on the ground. He brought his hands up to find her thigh and trail his way up until he located what he needed. Wetting his mouth as best he could at this point, he placed his mouth to the lips and darted his tongue out to stroke along her clit and judge the reaction that would have.

Her reaction was immediate, her hands reaching down to grip his hair as she moaned. She was very much enjoying this, almost as much as him fingering her, but she wasn't going to let him do this for long. After a long moment of letting him try this out, she pulled him away and knelt down in front of him, definitely amused.

"You don't have to make it up to me, sobachka, since you will be inside of me soon enough. I am thinking that your Dom just likes to see you on your knees, yes?" She looked up at Eli, who merely shrugged at the accusation. Helping Shannon to get back up to standing, she reached for Eli once again and he pulled them both against him in a hug. "Hold on tight. It's time for us to go," he said before he teleported them both out of the room and into his apartment, more specifically right in front of the rack that he was going to put Shannon on.

The hands in his hair were good, stimulating, made him feel as though he was doing something right because it was a grip, not trying to pull him away or make him stop. When she did pull away, he hummed and stood with her. He wasn't totally sure as to how he did, but considered it a victory that he hadn't failed.

He jolted against his Dom when they were teleported, pressed himself against him for lack of knowing where they were or anything else about their new location. If he stayed with his Dom, that was safe, and he wanted to make sure he could at least place himself to his Dom and Mistress while he settled from the abrupt change in space. His hands came up to hold onto his Dom's shirt, fingers still somewhat slicked from their time inside his Mistress.

Eli was well aware of how much his teleportations messed with Shannon and merely allowed him to cling for a moment before taking his hands and sucking on his fingers to clean them off. Then he took his hands and moved them to touch the rack so that Shannon could place himself properly. "You know where we are," he murmured softly into his ear. "You're safe here and with us."

While Eli was focusing on Shannon, Michelle moved away to wander around the room, studying everything that Eli had collected in here. Part of her was upset that he hadn't shared it with her before and she was definitely going to make him pay for it later once Shannon was taken care of. Next time, they were definitely going to be in here and play for a few hours with everything Eli had.

His hands tightened around the rung, feeling the whole line out before traveling up the side and feeling how it pulled inward the further it went. His tension began to ease its way out as he placed the rack, where it was in the room, there they were and he leaned against his Dom in relief. It wasn't a matter of trust that he would be brought somewhere safe, but one of survival that he had some kind of blueprint for where they were. Even in the club, he had been able to draw it out as they traveled around and kept his place, yet cheating from point A to point Z left him utterly groundless.

He sighed quietly, letting himself sit there for a moment before he turned his head to follow his Mistress's footsteps. This place was familiar to him, so surely it was familiar to her as well? Was she getting something else?

Once she did her once over of the room, she went to the fridge in the corner and pulled out a sports bottle that she knew Eli kept full of water just for Shannon. She returned to Shannon, popped the top open, and pressed it to his lips. "Drink," she said gently. "I'm sure you're thirsty after what you've been put through."

Eli watched and waited, looking apologetic to her for not sharing this with her sooner, but she merely answered with a glare and ignored him for Shannon. He'd accept that since he should have mentioned what all was in the room before he had decided to bring them here tonight. "What do you want to do, play with your Mistress more or get on the rack and let us get you off?"

He nearly swooned at the bottle held to his lips. With no hesitation, he began to drink the bottle down. He was incredibly thirsty after the first part of the scene and his throat had only gotten drier as it ended and he was apparently allowed to speak even more. It was a wonderful feeling and his hands moved to her ribs, up under one breast to fondle at lightly while he reduced the bottle to a few droplets he couldn't reach.

When he was done, he pulled away with a large breath and tilted his head toward his Dom. As they were keeping it out of the body language he had available to him and their tone, it was difficult to tell they were at odds. He simply considered the question and dipped his head when he realized his answer. "The rack please, Sir."

Michelle petted Shannon's hair when he fondled her, praising him for responding properly to her doing something for him. She wanted to encourage the good and discourage the bad without being too obvious or harsh about it and this was the best way she's figured out thus far. When he's done with the bottle, she puts it aside and then lets Eli take the lead.

"We're going to put you up there the other way around, so I want you to step up to it with your back facing it, alright?" He looks to Shannon and then Starts to remove the restraints around his wrist. There were already restraints on the rack itself, so he didn't need them anymore. Tossing them aside, he then looked to see if Shannon followed his orders. Once he saw that, he started hooking his wrists and ankles into the rack and setting him into it.

As he was instructed, he moved to press his back lightly to the cool bars. It was entirely too easy to do, although when the restraints were removed for just the moment, he flexed his hands and twisted his wrists before they were placed above his head to be restrained again. He let himself relax; being restrained wasn't something he was scared of, but rather something he craved. It meant they were going to watch him with extra care to make up for the limbs he could no longer use. It was safe.

Once he was up, he listened to their movements and felt their distinct body heats alongside him. With how close they were and how attuned he was to their presence, he easily kept track of them. There wasn't really anywhere else for him to be, so he waited for the next bit of instruction that would hopefully put him close to working out this aching erection that had been waiting for so long.

The moment Shannon's on the rack and restrained, they fall onto him, both kissing a cheek before trailing down his body, stopping first at his nipples to lick and suck them for a short moment. During this, their hands are roaming, trying to make sure he's being touched everywhere all at once while their mouths are busy. Once they're done with his nipples, both of them kneel down and start to lick his dick, taking turns sucking the head while the other licked the rest.

Then Michelle stood up and turned Shannon's head to the a bit so that she could kiss him without getting into Eli's way. Her hand threaded through his hair, doing all she could to make him enjoy this even more than he was. Eli was still knelt down in front of Shannon and had now taken all of Shannon's dick in his mouth, tongue running up and down his shaft while he was sucking on him.

At first, his reactions were fairly tame, though excited. Moans and grunts as they kissed him and played with the sensitive skin of his nipples. Their exploring hands got him practically raising into the touch as far as the restraints would let him, feeling their attentions like their fingers were leaving trails of blessed fire in their wake.

It was when they got to his dick that he really reacted. Even singular coherent sounds were hard to make, stutters and loud groans emphasizing just about all he was capable at the time; when she stood up and started the kiss at the same time his Dom began to suck him off, he really was in some kind of heavenly limbo. He kissed back with a fervor and passion that spoke of not only trying to return her favor, but the favor of the mouth further down as well. He could hardly move, except to try thrusting his hips and press deeper into the kiss while they worked, his mind a viciously satisfying blank aside from the wonderful current of pleasure running up and down his nerves.

Hearing Shannon's noises only encourages them on, their movements becoming more and more eager the more he enjoyed it. They wanted him to be like this, to throw everything out of his mind but the feel of the pleasure they gave him. This was only the beginning of what they wanted to do to him and they didn't want him to come early, so they stopped what they were doing. Eli stood up and moved to the opposite side of Michelle, nuzzling the side of his face as she did the same.

"Do you think he's ready yet?" She glanced at Eli, who was looking quite amused by how wound up Shannon was, and she reached for his pants, squeezing the front of them and making him gasp into Shannon's ear before he pulled himself together. "I'm not sure," he responded with a smirk and kissed his cheek. "Are you ready for your Mistress to fuck you, my dear?"

It took quite a moment for his senses to filter back in, all of them tinted by the haze of pleasure where he was still floating. He was so, so close to release and his whole body was shaking with it, the buildup of pressure down in his gut ready to explode at any moment and take him with it. Now that they were actually working on him, no longer teases and taunts and momentary touches, he was leaking, slick and close to overflowing, and he wasn't sure how much more he could take.

Even his Dom's gasp spurred him on, body arching partway at the sound. "Yes," he answered, voice plaintive and eager. "I am. I am. Please."

The two of them were quiet for a moment as if processing Shannon's words and figuring out how to respond. It was Eli who started them off, hand resting on Shannon's hip as he spoke, almost taunting him with the proximity. "Oh no, that doesn't at all sound like you're ready enough. I think we're going to have to wait until he is."

A soft laugh came from Michelle in response and the hand that had previously grabbed his pants was now undoing them, unbuttoning and unzipping them before Eli did the rest, removing first his pants and then his shirt, revealing his already half-hard erection, getting back up after coming earlier in the night over Shannon breaking. "Perhaps if you were more vocal, you could persuade your Dom, sobachka. He likes it when his subs beg for him to give them what they want. Maybe then he will allow us to fuck until you come."

He heard the zipper, the pants dropping and then the shirt and he already knew what was going on. Partially, anyway. His head tilted toward his Mistress, then his Dom, and he couldn't help wiggling as if to draw attention back to himself. They were so close, so very close, and his Dom wanted him to speak when he could hardly think past the aching and throbbing down below?

His head tipped back to the bars behind him, his body still shuddering on occasion with thrill leftover from their earlier touches. "Please, Sir," he said, now edging on hopeful and as ready as he could try to sound. "I'm ready. I'm so ready, please let us fuck. Please. Please."

It was only through sheer willpower that they didn't react to his wiggling. They were better trained than that and Shannon would have to try harder to get them to give in and actually return to their affections. As it was, Michelle reached over to wrap around Eli's shaft and started to pump roughly to get him up to full hardness, making him lean against Shannon and breathe harshly into his ear.

"That's definitely not good enough, sobachka. He doesn't even notice you yet," Michelle said teasingly, knowing that Eli was definitely distracted by her hand and couldn't quite respond yet. She wanted both of them to be pushed over the edge together instead of what happened last time where it was only through sex with her that Eli finally came, long after Shannon had passed out from exhaustion. "I know you can do far better than that."

When his Dom leaned against him, he started to nuzzle against his cheek and try to get any of his attention that he could. It was more than obvious what his Mistress was doing to his Dom and he was desperate for that to come back around toward him. He needed their touch, their bodies, warm and deft and perfect, to help him through this and he would do whatever he needed to in order to make it happen.

"Let us fuck, Sir," he said with his position near to his Dom's hearing. "Please. I need to come so badly, please let us do this. God, I need her so much, tight and wet and so, so good..." He swallowed, leaning further against his Dom, muttering pleas as he hoped to be noticed.

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