Michael twists his fingers inside Adam causing him to arch his hips at the spark of pleasure that follows. Lucifer obviously not liking it, decides to spread Adam's legs wider, and go right back to licking and sucking Adam off, making Adam moan and thrust into his mouth. And Michael, obviously not liking that decides to add yet another finger inside Adam to fuck him with. And then it just keeps going on from there, each of them trying to up the ante and thwart the other from making Adam cum first. It keeps going on until Adam is left panting and rocking between Michael's fingers and Lucifer's mouth, shaking and trembling with his need to just fucking come already.
“Please.” Adam half begs, half sobs out, and thankfully they do seem to take pity on his poor human body and finally let him come, hard enough that he see white, and it leaves him a little light-headed.
Adam sags against Michael's chest, who slowly settles them back to bed, stroking Adam's hip. Lucifer joins them moments later, fingers carding in Adam's hair rubbing gently along his scalp. Adam mewls happily at the attention.
“Breakfast?” Michael asks. Adam hums happily at the idea, and let's the archangels manoeuvre him so that he's now spooning against Lucifer instead of Michael, as Michael leaves the bed.
“Think you're up for another quiz?” Lucifer asks as he continues to play with Adam's hair, and Adam rendered stupid by his orgasm, nods, not quite understanding or caring about anything rather than snuggling against the archangel.
By the time he realises that he's been played, again by his archangels, he's already entering the college building. And considering the look Michael shoots him, it tells him that Michael is not above pulling the same stunt he and Lucifer pulled in the morning, again, solo, and possibly in public.
When Adam gets back home, he's so going to make them both sleep on the fucking living room floor for a month. If he fails he'll do worse, like ban sex for about two months. He ends up following through on both ideas.
For all about two days filled with delicious food, and new and interesting books before Adam's resolves cracks and he gives in, and he's back in bed between two smug archangels. And it's not the first time Adam has wondered how he got stuck in this.
But to be honest, it's not like he minds it anyway.
Michael/Adam/Lucifer; R; Domesticity, sexual movements, orgasm denial 2/2
Date: 2012-04-15 08:58 pm (UTC)“Please.” Adam half begs, half sobs out, and thankfully they do seem to take pity on his poor human body and finally let him come, hard enough that he see white, and it leaves him a little light-headed.
Adam sags against Michael's chest, who slowly settles them back to bed, stroking Adam's hip. Lucifer joins them moments later, fingers carding in Adam's hair rubbing gently along his scalp. Adam mewls happily at the attention.
“Breakfast?” Michael asks. Adam hums happily at the idea, and let's the archangels manoeuvre him so that he's now spooning against Lucifer instead of Michael, as Michael leaves the bed.
“Think you're up for another quiz?” Lucifer asks as he continues to play with Adam's hair, and Adam rendered stupid by his orgasm, nods, not quite understanding or caring about anything rather than snuggling against the archangel.
By the time he realises that he's been played, again by his archangels, he's already entering the college building. And considering the look Michael shoots him, it tells him that Michael is not above pulling the same stunt he and Lucifer pulled in the morning, again, solo, and possibly in public.
When Adam gets back home, he's so going to make them both sleep on the fucking living room floor for a month. If he fails he'll do worse, like ban sex for about two months. He ends up following through on both ideas.
For all about two days filled with delicious food, and new and interesting books before Adam's resolves cracks and he gives in, and he's back in bed between two smug archangels. And it's not the first time Adam has wondered how he got stuck in this.
But to be honest, it's not like he minds it anyway.