Title: Wanting Chris
Author: TimberWolf
E-mail: timberwolfcanada@hotmail.com
Website: http://www.squidge.org/~steelwolf/
Fandom: Magnificent Seven
Pairing: Ezra Standish/Buck Wilmington/ Chris Larabee
Rating: NC17
Warning: threesome, bondage, biting and blood
Summery: Ezra and Chris tease Buck a bit.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I'm not making any money from this... you know the drill.
Notes: It's a stand-alone snippet, set in my Demon Hunters AU.
Wanting Chris
Buck stood at the foot of the four-poster bed, hands bound over his head
near the top of the bed's foot posts, ankles tied at their base. Secured
facing the bed's wide mattress, his own leather belt buckled around his
head to ensure his silence, he was left unable to do any more than strain
against his bonds, and whimper at the fiery ache of desperate need surging
through his body to center in his groin.
Close enough to feel the very heat pouring off Chris' body, but unable to
touch, Buck groaned his torment. Though only half demon, Buck had no
trouble sensing the building passion between the human and the vampire
on the bed in front of him. It rolled off of them in waves, licking at his
already burning need, taunting him with its nearness.
Ezra smiled ferally at Buck as he licked along Chris' sharp collarbone, his
grin gleaming in the dim lantern light. "Stunning, isn't he?" he whispered
to Buck as he slid his fingers slowly down Chris' abdomen, combing
through the tangled blond curls at his groin to wrap around Chris' growing
shaft.
Chris gasped, writhing under Ezra's sure caresses, tossing his head against
the pillows. "Christ," he growled, bucking into Ezra's tight grip.
Buck groaned, his own cock filling, lifting, attempting to get closer to the
erotic display in front of him.
"So hot," Ezra continued softly, watching Buck's eyes follow every move
of his fingers against Chris' lean muscled body. "So strong." He caressed
the smooth limbs. "So passionate," he murmured as Chris growled again,
thrusting against Ezra's hip.
"You want to touch him, don't you Buck?" Ezra whispered.
Buck moaned behind his leather gag.
"You want to feel his heat." Ezra leaned forward to lick and nibble at
Chris' taut nipple, his eyes never leaving Buck's face. "You want to bury
yourself deep inside him and feed off his fire," he breathed against the taut
belly, watching it jump as he licked at Chris' navel.
Buck shifted, arching as far as his bonds would allow, his pleas muffled.
"You want to drive him wild with passion, push him higher and higher
until he explodes with his release." Ezra slowly extended his tongue,
swiping a long, wet lick down the length of Chris' shaft. "That's what you
want, isn't it Buck?" he asked softly.
Buck nodded his head desperately, fists clenching as he strained against
his bonds.
Ezra grinned, his eyes dark with fire, senses awash with the sweet copper
smell of blood so near the surface, "so do I."
"Then dammit, do it!" Chris growled, arching into Ezra's grip.
Ezra laughed. "As you wish." Forgetting about Buck momentarily, Ezra
concentrated on the man lying beside him. He lowered his head again,
running his tongue around the flared head of Chris' erection, probing at its
tiny slit. He wrapped his fingers around its length and rubbed his thumb
under its rim.
Chris gasped, thrusting into the tight grip. "Ezra," he gritted, curling his
fists into the sheets, "so close."
Ezra lifted his head momentarily to lick at his own fingers, then turned
back to Chris. In a single move, he reached under the writhing man,
thrusting his fingers deep inside Chris at the same moment that he leaned
down and swallowed the blonde's erection.
"Je-sus!" Chris arched off the bed as his release tore through him, jet after
powerful jet shooting down the vampire's throat.
With a hum of pleasure, Ezra continued to lap at Chris' pulsing cock,
brushing his fingers back and forth across Chris' sweet spot as he
shuddered with his tremendous orgasm. Opening his Charm fully, the
vampire let the waves of rapture from Chris' climax wash over all three of
them, shared his own joy and the sweet revitalization he drew from the
nourishment.
Chris lay back with a final sigh of pure satisfaction, and Ezra sat up,
letting his fingers slip free. Licking his lips clean of every last drop of
precious cream, Ezra looked up at Buck, still straining, his erection almost
visibly throbbing its need.
"So delicious, Buck," he teased, licking his lips again, "too bad you didn't
get a taste."
Buck groaned, pushing his tongue at the leather gagging him.
Ezra stood up, leaning close to Buck's face. "Can you smell him, Buck?"
he whispered. He licked under Buck's nose, leaving Chris' essence to
torment the incubus' senses.
Ezra turned back to Chris. "I think our Buck's wanting a little attention."
Chris grinned. "I think he deserves it after this."
"I think you're right." Ezra moved behind Buck, sliding his hands along
the taller man's shoulders, then down his back and around his ribs,
following with nibbling little kisses along the trail his fingers just forged.
Chris rose slowly to his hands and knees, crawling over to Buck until he
was inches in front of the demon's arching erection. Pursing his lips, he
blew a soft breath across its tip, watching a drop of pre-cum pearl and fall.
Buck groaned softly thrusting alternately toward Chris' tempting lips and
then back against Ezra's tormenting tongue as it trailed down his back to
the cleft in his buttocks. He gasped behind his gag as Ezra licked and
nipped along the sensitive juncture between his buttocks and his thigh.
Taking quick advantage of Buck's distraction, Chris leaned forward,
taking the head of his straining erection into his mouth.
With a muffled cry, Buck thrust forward, into the wet, welcoming heat.
Inflamed by this second flood of rapture flowing over him, Ezra's lips
curled back, baring his fangs and he bit sharply, sinking them into Buck's
inner thigh, once again throwing his Charm open wide.
Buck screamed behind his gag, shuddering, drowning in the waves of
pleasure suddenly swirling over him, around him, blending together. Three
fused into one. He was Chris, languid and replete from his own amazing
climax, determined to suck Buck dry. He was Ezra, riding the swells of
rapture as he savoured the salty-sweet flow of blood down his throat.
Mostly he was Buck, lost in the warm, wet heat of Chris' mouth around his
pulsing cock; feeling the tiny drops of hot blood escaping Ezra's voracious
tongue to trickle down his thigh; completely overwhelmed, left hanging
limp in his bonds, no longer able to support himself.
Ezra pulled back, lapping at the bite marks. Sure that they'd already
stopped their bleeding, he stood, supporting Buck's languid frame as he
softly kissed along the back of Buck's neck.
With a last lick at Buck's spent cock, Chris knelt up to brace him while
Ezra bent to release his ankles.
As Ezra reached up and freed Buck's wrists, the big man collapsed
forward onto Chris, and the three men tumbled into a tangled heap on the
wide bed.
With a grunt, Chris pushed at Buck, shifting until he was arranged a tiny
bit more comfortably under the dazed demon. "Some of us need to
breathe, you know," he grumbled.
Ezra chuckled, easily lifting Buck's weight off Chris to settle him beside
the blonde. "Apparently some of us need to rest."
Eyes still closed, Buck mumbled something unintelligible, pulling the two
men close, one under each arm.
Eyelids already drooping, Chris yawned, nestling into Buck's side. "Not so
bad," he mumbled, "as ways to rest go."
"No, I suppose it isn't," Ezra agreed softly, resting his cheek against
Buck's strong, steady heartbeat before drifting off to sleep himself.
The End
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