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"I’ve not even hardly touched you yet."

"I knooow, I can’t help it."

"How precious." Astarion began to kiss Thychar’s abdomen, kissing lower and lower. There was a sparse trail of hair leading downwards that started just below their navel. The hair, like the hair on their head, was a mix of black and white.

Astarion kissed and sucked on their thighs, teasing, toying with Thychar. He found the two old puncture wounds, and bit into them, taking another small drink from Thychar. "Fuck," Thychar’s voice was a whisper, barely audible, "stop teasing, please." Astarion simply hummed in response, looking at Thychar’s cunt. Their clit was larger than one would expect, and Astarion had something he wanted to try with it.

He knew how sensitive Thychar was, how much they secretly loved being teased. Despite the pleas otherwise. Astarion lay on his own belly, ignoring how hard he was starting to become. Using his pointer finger, he gently touched Thychar’s clit. It was large enough that, since Thychar was aroused, it even seemed to be erect.

Astarion put his mouth around it, seeing as it was big enough to suck on like a small cock, that’s exactly what he did. Thychar began wriggling, their body jerking involuntarily as Astarion’s head bobbed the slightest bit. They kept their hands to themselves, though Astarion knew they were fighting the urge to touch him, to guide him. Thychar's eyes were shut tight, loving this new sensation.

The Vampire gave them the tiniest reprieve and went back to kissing the skin of their thighs, licking the tiny blood droplets from the sensitive skin. When Thychar stopped moving, he stopped kissing their skin, breathing hot against Thychar’s cunt as he made to go back to their clit. When his lips sealed back against it, he watched Thychar’s face. 

They bucked their hips up into his mouth, desperate still to not touch his hair or guide him. Astarion grabbed one of those hands, setting it right on top of his head. Thychar didn’t hesitate to start stroking Astarion’s hair, the feeling of his head bobbing, him sucking on their clit, poor Thychar was close to sobbing it felt so good. 

Astarion lifted Thychar’s legs up, giving attention to the rest of their cunt. Getting rewarded with all the wonderful sounds Thychar made. Their tail tip wrapped around Astarion’s arm, not tight but enough for Astarion to realize it was there. Thychar's toes curled, and they could barely even focus on anything else but Astarion's tongue.

"I have an upda-" Halsin’s voice cut through the moans, either he’d announced himself and neither heard or he had just walked into the tent. But he stopped quickly when he saw Thychar’s legs in the air.

"Well get in here!" Hissed Astarion, not wanting everyone in camp to see Thychar at their most indecent. Nude Thychar was a gift that only they were allowed to see. Thychar barely realized what happened until they looked up with half-lidded eyes to see Halsin closing the tent flaps behind him.

"Huh? Oh," Thychar laid their head back down, "Hello Halsin." Astarion stayed where he was, seeing that it wasn’t anything Halsin hadn’t already seen.

"Hello, cub. I see you two started without me."

"Well we got excited, but you said you were busy tonight." Astarion sat up, leaving poor Thychar exposed and needy. "With Solph." He began undoing the ties of his own pants.

"I asked him if he still wanted to, and instead he was tired and wanted to sleep with Karlach. She’s warm, according to him."

"So," Astarion pulled out his cock, looking up at Halsin, "do you wish to join us then?"

"Then you can watch awhile. Poor Thychar needs to be finished off first." Astarion pulled his trousers down to his knees, staring up at Halsin. "Unless you want to help."

"Oh no, I enjoy watching you two." Halsin sat down, already beginning to take his own clothes off. Thychar didn’t know where to look. At Halsin or Astarion. So instead they propped themselves up and kept looking between both.

"I can share you both at the same time." They said, almost hungrily.

"I've decided I don’t want to share yet," Astarion answered. "You may watch," He pointed at Halsin with his chin while he sat down to fully take off his trousers, "you," he said to Thychar as he yanked off his shirt. Usually preferring to fold them, but right now he was asserting his dominance, "are mine until you finish."

Halsin watched as Astarion got himself in the perfect position. He grabbed his cock, lining himself up perfectly. Astarion pushed half of the way in slowly, then thrust hard. Thychar’s toes instantly curled again, eyes shutting tight as they shouted expletives.

Halsin undid his trousers enough to free his own cock, he spat in his hand before beginning to stroke himself. He clearly enjoyed the view.

"My little songbird," Astarion cooed, pushing Thychar’s legs up so they rested over his shoulders, "you sing so beautifully for me." Thychar was moaning, whining, about how good it felt. What they wanted. Astarion easily obliged them. "We have to put on a good show for our lover, don’t we?" Thychar nodded. "No, love, answer me. Let me hear you."

"Yes, yes! Yesssss," Hissed Thychar, "A good-anh Astarion, right there," Astarion kept his pace consistent. Hitting exactly where Thychar wanted him to. Within a few moments, Thychar let out a huge cry as they came, a rush of wetness escaping them. Astarion lasted a while longer, filling a very overstimulated Thychar. Halsin was almost forgotten in the corner, the sound of his hand pumping himself the only noise in the tent that wasn’t heavy breathing. Astarion pulled out, laying down next to Thychar. He gave them a kiss on the cheek.

"I could listen to that all day." Astarion whispered, "My songbird."

"Are you going to start calling me Birdie now?"

"What a beautiful idea, yes, I do believe I am." He looked pleased with himself. A smug smile, as he got another kiss from Thychar. "Halsin looks like he needs our help."

They both looked at the Druid, his pace was sloppy, like he was losing interest. "Come here Halsin. We can help you."

"One of you should help prepare me, then I’ll be ready for you."

"Oh Gods that’s right," Thychar sat up, looking exhausted but excited, "Astarion, do you want to prepare him? You’re better at it than me."

"Gladly, you can help him finish." Astarion gathered a vial of oil, "now how would you like to rest so we can do this? On your back maybe? Then Thychar can help me."

The large Elf rolled onto his back, Thychar helped keep one of his legs up while Astarion took the other.

"It’s been so long since I just got to lay here," Halsin said as he settled in, bracketed by his two smaller lovers.

"Thychar and I will take good care of you," Astarion purred, slicking his fingers with the oil. Halsin’s cock laid heavily on his belly, and Thychar was waiting to touch, "Are you ready, Master Halsin?"

"Very." Both smiled suddenly, and Halsin grimaced for a moment as Astarion began pushing a finger in. Thychar finally touched him as well, taking him in their mouth as far as they could reach. Thychar wrapped their long tongue around his cock. Halsin barely even paid attention to Astarion's finger as it began moving inside him. 

Because of Thychar, Astarion was able to slide another finger in quickly, Halsin just put his head back. He was quite relaxed, enjoying himself. He put one hand on Thychar’s head, willing them to go faster.

By the time Astarion pushed in a third finger, Halsin finally came. He bucked his hips into Thychar’s mouth, letting out a groan. Thychar didn't move at first, letting Halsin's cock fall from their mouth, a string of spend and spit connecting them as it fell with a soft slap against his belly. 

"Feel good?" Thychar asked as they sat up, wiping Halsin's spend from their lips with their thumb.

"Yes," Halsin felt the emptiness as Astarion removed his fingers, "I need a few minutes before anything else."

"Of course darling, though the plan is to exhaust you."

"Fine by me. I’ll let you two do whatever you want to me."

"Oh?" Thychar got a mischievous grin. "Anything?"

"Within reason of course, but you don’t get to be my age and not experiment ." He saw what seemed to be a shared thought pass between the two. Astarion and Thychar looked quite pleased.

"So, theoretically, you’d let us both fuck you at the same time?" Halsin sat up too finally, even sitting he was taller than them.

"I’m not opposed to it." Thychar’s tail whipped around. "Careful cub, you’ll whip someone with that."

"Let me know when you’re ready, I’m getting excited." Thychar gathered their phallus and harness. Astarion scooted over to Halsin, sitting in his lap.

"Hello," Halsin brought his lips to Astarion’s, running one hand to the Vampire’s side while the other rested behind his neck, careful to avoid the scars on Astarion's back. Thychar watched as they kissed slowly, feeling that particular heat in their belly again. "My precious jewel," Halsin said as he pulled away for a breath.

Thychar stood close by, watching them. They happily shared Halsin, letting Astarion receive affection. Astarion would let the two of them pamper him, let him be himself, his own person. Sometimes he forgot how to, seeing as he hadn’t been allowed to for 200 years. Astarion enjoyed getting to sleep between them, being surrounded in safety. And sometimes he happily watched while Halsin fucked Thychar since he himself didn’t want to participate. It allowed him the choice. Right now, he was choosing to receive affection while knowing Thychar watched.

Astarion eventually pulled away, out of Halsin’s lap. Halsin remained sat on the ground, waiting for one of them to move. "My loves, tell me what you want from me."

"I want you with your ass up, so I can view that lovely back." Halsin repositioned himself while Thychar finished getting the harness on themselves. Their eyes grew dark, tail flicking wildly as Halsin’s ass went in the air. A pillow was sacrificed so he could be on his front more comfortably.

"Comfortable?" Astarion asked, he was sitting in front of Halsin. Legs open just so.

"Quite actually." Halsin nodded a tiny smile on his face.

"What about you, darling, comfortable?"

"Very...." Thychar put oil on the phallus before testing to see if Halsin was stretched enough. Halsin let out a sigh, sounding like a small rumble as Thychar fingered him for a few moments. "Ready, Master Halsin?" The Tiefling purred, setting their phallus between Halsin’s cheeks, giving a few test thrusts to make sure everything was comfortable. Thychar blushed when Halsin wiggled his hips, like a silent invitation. They bit their own lip in response too. 

"I’m ready for you... both of you." Thychar lined themselves up, pushing slowly into Halsin. Halsin enjoyed the stretch, while the phallus wasn't exactly massive, it was still bigger than Astarion's fingers and it burned in the best way. The large Druid let out a massive sigh when they finally bottomed out. "By Silvanus." He said softly. Shutting his eyes.

"Let Thychar have some fun, then you can finish me." Astarion wasn’t fully hard again yet, sitting quietly and enjoying the view of Halsin at Thychar’s mercy. And it was quite the view. Halsin was so much larger than Thychar, and right now he was flushed in the face as Thychar slowly began to start moving. Someone so massive was reduced to a groaning mess.

"It really has been a while since you took it, hasn’t it?" Astarion asked, putting one hand under Halsin’s chin. Making him look up.

"At least 20 years, most don’t let me. They prefer I be the one giving." He had a hard time even really looking at Astarion, wanting to keep his eyes closed.

"Do you prefer it?"

"I like either. Pleasure is pleasure no matter how you enjoy it." Astarion didn’t respond, just drew Halsin in for a quick kiss. He moaned into the kiss, so sweet Astarion could taste it. Thychar was keeping their movements slow at first. "Cub, you can go faster."

"Good to know." The Tiefling immediately began slamming their hips against Halsin. Shutting their eyes as each thrust struck against their clit from the base of the phallus. Their tail had become still while Thychar focused.

"Fuck-" Thychar muttered, grinding into Halsin. "Fuckfuckfuck." The Druid couldn’t exactly arch his back, but the way he gripped Astarion’s leg was enough to tell the Vampire he was enjoying himself. Halsin yanked Astarion closer, sucking on the skin of his thighs. Tiny moans escaped his throat as Thychar continued fucking him.

"If you want something to suck on," Astarion grabbed the base of his own cock, tapping it on Halsin’s cheek, "you may suck this." Halsin dutifully took the whole shaft in his mouth, immediately reaching the base. His mouth was hot, wet, and fully incapsulating. Astarion let out a sigh as Halsin began to suck on his cock. He played with the tie that kept Halsin’s hair up, undoing it. The Druid’s brown locks quickly fell around his face, obscuring him slightly.

Astarion laid down, letting Halsin pleasure him. He kept himself propped up enough to watch as Halsin got wrecked by Thychar while his head bobbed on his cock. The large Elf made easy work of it, releasing Astarion’s cock with a pop into his hand. He sucked on Astarion’s balls while working his cock in his hand.

"Ohh you’re goooood," Astarion moaned. His head tipped back. Every groan, that once filled the tent, left Astarion’s toes curling from the slight vibration against his cock.

"Halsin, I’m close," Thychar announced, trying desperately not to lose their pace. They looked up to the tents ceiling, eyes shutting and mouthing agape, "fuck, Halsin-"

"Keep going," His voice was low, almost hoarse, "I’m almost there too." He put Astarion’s cock back in his mouth, knowing that even the Vampire had to be close too. His tongue toyed at the slit of Astarion's cockhead, tasting his precum. 

Thychar barely lasted longer than when they’d opened their mouths, their hips stuttering before they began simply grinding into Halsin. With a loud moan, Thychar came, hard. A rush of liquid soaked their legs and the bedroll below them. They flopped on top of Halsin, who had himself finished with a loud groan as he continued to suck Astarion. He had completely soiled the pillow below him, but none of the three cared currently. All were too busy enjoying themselves.

When Astarion suddenly shot up, thighs squeezing Halsin’s head and filling his mouth, they knew he was done too. He landed on his back, while Halsin rested his head on Astarion’s pale thigh.

"I’m going to pull out now," Thychar said, planting a kiss on Halsin’s back.

"Okay," the druid answered. Feeling the emptiness quickly when Thychar was gone. The Tiefling lay on the ground, breathing heavily. Halsin chose not to move, leaving Astarion and Thychar on the ground. He chuckled, they were more tired than he was. "I forgot how good that felt."

"My legs are like jelly." Thychar let out a groan.

"I know how to make them even more jelly," Astarion added, waving his hand, "while also letting me experience Halsin riding me."

"Not for like, ten minutes darling. I’m exhausted."

"Oh Thychar, I thought you liked being overstimulated?" Astarion sat up, admiring Thychar.

"...I will not admit nor deny if I do." Thychar shut their legs. Tail covering their cunt.

"You say that as if we don’t already know the answer."

"I seem to recall you like riding my face." Halsin grabbed Thychar’s ankle, causing the Tiefling to sit up. "And Astarion’s." He had a fiendish little smile on his face, while Astarion looked like the cat that caught the canary.

"Oh Gods, please-" Thychar got yanked closer to Halsin, sitting up and crawling in front of him, before he pulled them in for a kiss. The Tiefling succumbed, knowing that they were in good hands. Astarion kissed Thychar’s back, getting their tail wrapped around his middle.

"You may have five minutes to regain yourself, and then you’re ours," Astarion whispered before nibbling at their ear. Thychar shuddered like they had earlier.

"Ohhhhkay," They moaned, before kissing Halsin some more.

"Halsin darling, while you ride me please don’t break my hips." Astarion resumed kissing Thychar’s back, at all the freckles he could find.

"I shall do my best."

They gave Thychar five minutes, exactly, before they all switched around. Astarion lay on the ground, with Thychar resting just above him. They looked nervous, despite having done this many times.

"I always worry I’ll crush you."

"Darling, if I die because of your thighs I’d say that’s a wonderful way to go." Thychar laughed at that, acknowledging how Astarion stared up at their face. "Now bring yourself to my lips. I desire to taste you again."

Thychar needed no further command, they let themselves hover over Astarion’s mouth. He gave Thychar’s clit a kiss, it was so sore from using the phallus, but Thychar was too busy trying not to crush Astarion as they sank down against his mouth.

Astarion wrapped one arm around Thychar’s thigh, taking his forefinger and thumb and pulling away the hood of their clit. Exposing the overly sensitive nerves. Astarion put his mouth around it, and immediately Thychar’s hips jerked in response. The Vampire sucked on their clit, soft suckling noises were just audible, his head bobbing as he sucked from the base to the tip of it.

Halsin watched rather in awe of the two of them. He’d not thought of this method. Next time he was given the opportunity though, he would definitely try it.

"Halsin," Thychar’s voice was strained, "aren’t you going to ride him too?"

"When he says I can yes."

Astarion lifted Thychar up just the tiniest amount, freeing his mouth, "I can’t exactly set you on me by myself, go ahead."

"Very well," Halsin straddled Astarion, taking his cock and doing his very best to guide himself. Once he managed it, Halsin slid down. Astarion groaned against Thychar’s skin. "Ohh Astarion, you feel magnificent."

"He is magnificent," Thychar stated as Astarion sucked even harder. This time their tail wrapped around whatever it could find. In this case, Halsin’s midsection. It was a tight grip, and as Halsin began to move up and down, Thychar felt their tail do the same.

"Oh Godsssss," Hissed Thychar, "Astarion you’re amazing. So amazing." They stroked his hair, Astarion had shut his eyes, allowing himself to feel. He was closer to finishing than he wanted to admit, considering there was a behemoth of a man riding his cock and he was pleasing his Tiefling lover. If he closed his eyes, he could prolong this pleasure. Enjoy it more. "I can’t bend down to kiss you, and I’d want nothing more than to kiss you right now."

Thychar kept going, fucking into Astarion’s mouth. Taking a reprieve to grind against his chin. Astarion looked up briefly, ruby eyes piercing.

He brought their clit back to his mouth, and Thychar resumed as they had been before. They put their hand in Astarion’s hair again, a thumb caressing his temple. Thychar lasted longer this way, but Gods was it worth it. When they came with a loud cry, Astarion’s chin was soaked with wetness, and it ran down his neck. "Good, my good songbird." Astarion lifted Thychar away, letting them sit heavily on the ground. Next to his face.

"Ah ah, you wanted a kiss, come here." Thychar leaned down, getting their kiss. Not caring that they could taste themselves on his lips, just enjoying his tongue sliding easily into his mouth. Thychar was weak against anything that involved Astarion, never able to resist him.

Halsin was keeping his own pace meticulously slow, seeing as he’d been enjoying the show. He was mostly grinding, considering he didn’t want to crush Astarion with all his weight.

Thychar pulled away, needing a break. They sat next to their lovers, it was their turn to watch. Even going so far as to get up for a drink. A much-needed drink.