Fun in the sack, fun to antagonize, what's he mean? How fun and what fun? Endless questions for a squirmy lamprey of a mischief-maker.
He's not wholly wrong. She allows him to lay his lips on her knuckles for the novelty and pleasure of such treatment. "How's your neck?" she asks very casually, souring it with a note of sincere worry. Paloma can't help toying with his messy hair again.
He settles into the playing with his hair quite nicely, he loves it. "Sore!" But he laughs, like it's all in good fun, grinning up at her. "You can do it again." He doesn't mind some roughhouse.
The invitation to admonish him enflames her cheeks, now well used to burning around Hyde. Paloma glances after the hall for an excuse to look elsewhere, busy threading over his scalp.
"Yeah? Makes two of us. Much more of... earlier and I'd have to explain to my boss why I'm walking strangely."
"What's so wrong with that? You can just tell her you had a good night." His voice sounds smug, but the way he looks at her is questioning, making sure she is having a good night, especially in regard to the sex.
He missed the boss part or just doesn't care about the difference. Liable to be the latter.
He successfully gets her to look into his eyes, as beautiful and open as those of his twin. Her lips twitch. "It was nice," she concedes, downplaying how fantastic the sex was. "It wasn't bad."
"Just not bad...?" She seemed to be more into it than that, but maybe he's wrong... "I loved it. We should've showered together after though, that would've been better."
Of course, a shower with him would mean more sex, probably... "Do you want tea, or something stronger?" Because he can go get her some booze if she'd rather. Maybe booze in her tea.
Fooling around in the shower is much cleaner. More privacy, more comfort... more.
Paloma scrutinizes him nonetheless. "Won't lie, a bit of liquor in the tea would help with everything. So many ups and downs tonight, you know?" She flicks his ear, letting him know he's responsible.
Oh he knows, and grins for it, very proud of himself. "Little stressed?" He laughs. "At least it's smooth sailing from here!"
He swings himself off the couch, and leans down to kiss her, before going off to the kitchen. Not a moment later, both are coming back with much different offerings. Some baileys in black tea should go nicely though.
Paloma must thank them for fetching like good boys. Careful to avoid Hyde's mouth, she expresses her gratitude with a tip-toe kiss to each man's jaw. (They would have to lean down for a normal peck on the cheek.)
"Henry! Do you ever spike your tea...? For nerves." She has decency enough to look embarrassed, thumb-twiddling before them.
Jekyll especially appreciates the kiss. He's still having a bit of a hard time, that doesn't just go away immediately... But something nice and chaste and sweet is good!
"Me?" He laughs, him, the shy one who has to pretend he's terribly outgoing all the time? "Don't tell anyone..."
He will certainly have some tea, but first he'll add even more booze in it. "Why should I do that? Bugging him's like my second favourite thing ever." The first being sex.
Meanwhile Jekyll is plenty happy with the amount of alcohol in his tea, just enough to calm the nerves a little, help him pretend like they didn't tell her an awful secret. He gives Paloma a smile, "Thank you. I apologise for my rude brother." Hyde scowls, but doesn't actually do anything about it.
Things have cooled. Everyone's sipping or slurping their tea out of elegant cups and keeping the peace. The bits of liquor in her throat is a welcome anxiety aid.
"I think," Paloma says with extreme caution, "we should talk about ground rules."
Jekyll nods immediately, being of course, the more level-headed one. "Yes, I think that's a very good idea. That's the only way something rather unorthodox will work."
Hyde just shrugs. He might not necessarily follow them, but whatever, they can think they're doing good work. "Like what?"
Clearly they'll have to work on the troublemaker, but she nods decisively in return at Jekyll. They'll have their combined willpower and be unstoppable! No more forced blowjobs or...!!
"Well! A safe word. Mine is, umm..." She stares into the black abyss of her tea. "Charcoal. If I use it, we-we stop."
She doesn't know the half of it, for how useful a safe word will be with him. She hasn't seen him cry during or after sex but still want to keep going! He nods. "Perfect. Anything else...?" Rules for Hyde, in particular? Or in regard to their, um, extracurricular activities?
Here Paloma buys more time with more booze-infused tea, darting her eyes between the twins. One is attentive while other just looks laconic. "Right, umm. Your safe words... but I, I can't tell anyone what we're up to as the three of us. I wish I could be open and not have to lie to anyone, but it'll destroy my career before it's ever taken off."
"I think it's easiest to use the same one, personally." And he looks at Hyde expectantly. Jekyll asked her out first, so he should get to be the public one, right? So Hyde better not mess it up.
"Yeah, whatever, that's fine. You're not gonna hurt my feelings or whatever." And he really, really doesn't need a safe word.
Paloma believes his feelings might be more complicated than he claims, but she leaves the subject alone while in the company of his brother. Getting him on his own and interrogating him gently might do the trick.
She scrubs her face, overwhelmed by this problem's newness. "Thank you. God, I have no idea what else to say about... us. Privacy? Privacy and safety? I'm not on the pill, so even if he's gotten snipped..."
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He's not wholly wrong. She allows him to lay his lips on her knuckles for the novelty and pleasure of such treatment. "How's your neck?" she asks very casually, souring it with a note of sincere worry. Paloma can't help toying with his messy hair again.
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"Yeah? Makes two of us. Much more of... earlier and I'd have to explain to my boss why I'm walking strangely."
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He successfully gets her to look into his eyes, as beautiful and open as those of his twin. Her lips twitch. "It was nice," she concedes, downplaying how fantastic the sex was. "It wasn't bad."
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"Just not bad...?" She seemed to be more into it than that, but maybe he's wrong... "I loved it. We should've showered together after though, that would've been better."
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"Did I say nice? I umm, I thought it was fantastic. Filthy." She inhales bracingly. "And a shower sounds... nice."
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Paloma scrutinizes him nonetheless. "Won't lie, a bit of liquor in the tea would help with everything. So many ups and downs tonight, you know?" She flicks his ear, letting him know he's responsible.
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He swings himself off the couch, and leans down to kiss her, before going off to the kitchen. Not a moment later, both are coming back with much different offerings. Some baileys in black tea should go nicely though.
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"Henry! Do you ever spike your tea...? For nerves." She has decency enough to look embarrassed, thumb-twiddling before them.
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"Me?" He laughs, him, the shy one who has to pretend he's terribly outgoing all the time? "Don't tell anyone..."
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"Me?" A play on his own phrasing, coyly offered. "I'm not like Loose Lips over here."
Who could she possibly refer to!
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Hyde just shrugs, "It'll always get out eventually. But that's not all that's loose." He's a loose slut. And so is Jekyll.
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"Excuse me?" Did he just cast aspersions on the youthful tightness of her vag?
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Blowing on the tea, "Oh. Give him a break, Edward." He's tormented the boy plenty tonight and Jekyll doing nothing to deserve it. "Have a drink."
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Meanwhile Jekyll is plenty happy with the amount of alcohol in his tea, just enough to calm the nerves a little, help him pretend like they didn't tell her an awful secret. He gives Paloma a smile, "Thank you. I apologise for my rude brother." Hyde scowls, but doesn't actually do anything about it.
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"I think," Paloma says with extreme caution, "we should talk about ground rules."
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Hyde just shrugs. He might not necessarily follow them, but whatever, they can think they're doing good work. "Like what?"
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"Well! A safe word. Mine is, umm..." She stares into the black abyss of her tea. "Charcoal. If I use it, we-we stop."
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Here Paloma buys more time with more booze-infused tea, darting her eyes between the twins. One is attentive while other just looks laconic. "Right, umm. Your safe words... but I, I can't tell anyone what we're up to as the three of us. I wish I could be open and not have to lie to anyone, but it'll destroy my career before it's ever taken off."
She's begging Hyde.
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"Yeah, whatever, that's fine. You're not gonna hurt my feelings or whatever." And he really, really doesn't need a safe word.
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She scrubs her face, overwhelmed by this problem's newness. "Thank you. God, I have no idea what else to say about... us. Privacy? Privacy and safety? I'm not on the pill, so even if he's gotten snipped..."
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