Part IV
When Chandrah emerged from the shower, Nick and Justin following like over eager puppies, she looked around the near empty room. She wondered where everyone had gone as she gently toweled off her body and slipped into the bathrobe Howie had provided. The cool silk slid across her body, drawing attention to her over sensitized skin.
Stepping further into the room, she noticed the other three people in the room. They sat on the bed closest to the window, huddled over a notebook and quietly arguing. She approached them and listened.
"Pain."
"Sane."
"Fame."
"Train."
"Again."
"The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain." Gabrielle smiled at the two men in front of her.
JC tapped her lightly on the forehead with his. "I am not 'enry 'iggins." The normally mellow voice took on a passable imitation of Eliza Doolittle.
Howie and Gabrielle laughed and went back to looking at the lyrics on the notebook in front of them.
"What's going on here?" A deceptively mild voice drifted over them, and they looked up in surprise.
"Hi, Chan!" Gabrielle leaped up and wrapped her friend in a hug.
"Gabs. What are you doing here?"
"Um, well." The brunette twirled a curl in her finger. "Niki mentioned what was going on after she talked to Amanda and that Amanda asked her to come. I thought about it a lot and decided I wanted to come and just look."
She cast interested eyes at the two young men standing behind her friend. Arching an eyebrow, she turned back to look at Chandrah. "Looks like I missed a party."
Chandrah rolled her eyes. "Gabs, this is Nick and Justin."
The two young men let their eyes roam over the woman in front of them, wondering if she would be as much fun as Chandrah. The older woman, seeing the look in their eyes, shook her head and motioned them away with a gentle movement of her hand.
"Why don't you two go play a game?"
They shrugged and bounded over to the television and video game system, their minds quickly moving from possible new sex toy to contemplating how to beat the hell out of each other at Final Fantasy VII.
"So much energy, and so easily swayed." She chuckled softly before turning around. "Now, you were saying something about why you're here?"
Gabrielle held out her hands in front of her. "I don't want to get in your way or anything or mess up your interviews. I just wanted to maybe pick up some tips from you to help with my stuff. Howie and JC were going over some lyrics, and you know me with poetry."
She shrugged so prettily that JC wrapped an arm around her waist. "You've been an incredible help. I was really stuck there for a while."
Chandrah watched as the other woman softly stroked the longer hair before running her finger over the goatee. Howie came up behind Gabrielle, resting his head on her shoulder and pleaded with his eyes.
"Can she stay, Chan? We're getting a lot done while you're working with the others."
Sighing at the pitiful looks she got from each of them, she smiled. "Yeah, she can stay. What are you working on anyway?"
JC handed her his notebook, with lyrics scrawled all over the page, and she quickly read them as she sat down on the bed.
"Why don't you sing it for me?" She handed it back, and he shook his head.
"It's nowhere near ready for the public."
"Then what about something else?" Chandrah smiled at him, tilting her head as she looked at him.
JC stared at her, admiring the regal pose, the sensual movements, and shuddered slightly. "What do you want to hear?"
"I don't know. What do you want me to hear?"
The flirting was beginning to make him sweat, and he shifted slightly to adjust his cock. Chandrah smiled again, knowing the effect she was having on him.
"I like Digital Get Down, personally." Gabrielle leaned against the headboard, her shoulder touching Howie's as she stared at the couple.
"Huh?" He pulled his eyes away from Chandrah for a moment.
I lose my mind just when you're speaking
I see you on the screen, I get to freaking
So get down babe
And I'll get down for you
I get so excited when I'm watching girl
I can't wait to see you touch your body girl
It's just me at you
So we can do what we gotta do
Gabrielle sung the words softly, licking her lips when she finished as she mimicked JC's tongue darting out to wet his mouth.
"Why don't you sing that one?" Chandrah whispered in his ear, and JC moaned softly. "Why don't you sing it to Howie?"
Blue eyes opened and looked at her before drifting lazily to the man sprawled across the pillows. He got onto his hands and knees, crawling up Howie's body, stopping momentarily to lick the exposed bellybutton before continuing upward to capture Howie's full lips.
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Justin and Nick looked at the scene playing out on the bed and turned off the game. They got up and wandered towards the door, seeing that the two women were no longer interested in their presence.
"Hey, I hear Veronica's around somewhere." The taller man leaned down slightly and whispered to his companion, who nodded brightly in response.
No one in the room noticed they were gone.
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Gabrielle moved to sit next to Chandrah on the other bed, and they watched as the two men took their time with their kisses. They were soft, sweet, and increasing in intensity as lips parted and tongues darted forth to taste and touch. Fingers moved between them, swiftly unbuttoning shirts and moving them aside to accommodate the press of flesh.
The soft moans filling the room were not just male. The two women watched as JC licked a path down Howie's chest, flicking at each nipple with the tip of his tongue before continuing towards his waist. The younger man maneuvered the button open with his tongue then pulled the zipper down with his teeth. It didn't take long before all clothing was tossed away in anticipation of skin-against-skin contact.
"Where the hell's my fucking notebook when I need it?" Chandrah's fingers clenched in frustration.
Gabrielle handed her some staff paper and a pencil, not even taking her eyes off the two men entangled on the bed. The soft scrape of lead on paper was a nice counterpoint to the slick sound of flesh sliding against flesh. Chandrah could only hope that her notes would be legible since she kept switching between watching the two men in front of her and watching the paper as she scribbled words and phrases that would jog her memory when she sat down to write.
Hearing the strangled gulp, she turned to find Gabrielle's eyes opened wide and her mouth a perfect "O" as she admired the pale skin of one man draped across the bronzed skin of another. Hearing her friend's enjoyment prompted another round of scribbling as the two men slowly moved around. When Chandrah looked up, JC and Howie had moved into a 69 position, mouths steadily working on hard cocks, fingers moving across flexing ass muscles to gently tease hidden places.
The insistent licks, the hollowed out cheeks from sucking, the closed eyes gave Chandrah a lot of visual clues for her next story. When she noticed the frenzied pace, she put her paper down to watch the final moments before they came. JC stiffened as he shot into Howie's mouth, his eyelids fluttering as pleasure rushed over him. He slowed his movements but didn't stop sucking, and Howie bucked his hips upwards, groaning as he came, his fingers clenching JC's hips.
Turning to her friend again, she saw the fingers clenched in the bedspread, the knees pressed tightly together as Gabrielle stared at the two men. Smiling softly, Chandrah nudged her towards the bed. With a startled look, then a look of thanks, Gabrielle moved towards the bed and reached out to run her fingers across the smoothness of JC's back before stroking Howie's flank. Blue eyes looked up at her before she was pulled down on the bed.
Chandrah gathered her notes and headed for the door. As she got ready to close it, she heard JC chuckle softly.
"I think I need to sing some more, Gabs. Think you can help me out?"
A delighted laugh followed by a breathy moan was his answer. Chandrah smiled as she closed the door on them and walked down the hall towards her room. Tapping the pencil against her lips, she thought that, despite the surprise visits of her friends, this was turning out to be a very good weekend for doing research.