moritat | there is always another au

They definitely have a moment's distraction following her ass up, with it exposed from under her dress from their lower angle. But Hyde notices Jekyll's gaze and gets more ammunition from it. He closes their gap, making a grab for Paloma's hips at the same time to pull back onto Jekyll's lap. "Maybe you should send some pictures to help him out. It's a good view you wouldn't want to miss."

Hyde is ever more familiar with the particular squawk leaping out of her mouth, Jekyll less so, but he was bound to hear it sooner or later.

She expected to land in hot food or on a plate, high heels flying out gracelessly and her ass tight from mid-flight tension. The glass in her fist—empty, thank God— extends for balance. Her other busily thumps into his stupid-ass brother.

“Freaking-!! Jerk!” Other, nastier names nearly follow. “What’s a good view!”

"Your ass, for one." He closes off her method of escape, and any chance Jekyll had of helping, by sitting on Jekyll's knees in front of her. Now they're all up close and personal.

That sure is a plush butt on his dick. "You're being awfully rude, Edward...!" As if he cares.

She shouldn’t have drunk that wine so fast. It’s gone to her head and to a deep place in her belly, warm and muddling. She shouldn’t have splayed her legs out like a tart trying to catch flies, and she shouldn’t have pinned her knees to Hyde’s sides to keep from dragging Jekyll down.

Paloma blusters and rambles and somehow holds the glass aloft like the Holy Grail, emptiness aside. “Yeah! Rude boy!”

"That's me." He presses against her front, pushing her back so Jekyll's face is in her shoulder too, just peeking over. "I'll send some pictures to keep you warm at night too. You can try to guess which one of us it is."

"-I haven't agreed to that, what kind of pictures!" Don't send lewd pictures who knows where they'll end up???

Her human brain backpedals. Her lizard brain chants, yes yes yes let’s go. it’s the lizard her vag listens to, and reacts to Hyde’s heat with fire.

She splutters, even this compromised and vulnerable. Jekyll is also a hot problem.

“He’s talking nudes! Which I didn’t talk about yet!” Even if she’s already considering phone sex. Really hoping the heartbeat she feels all the way down center doesn’t travel through Hyde’s pants, forgetting Jekyll.

"Yet." He knows she was thinking it though. "He'll be shy, but he'll come around." Maybe he doesn't feel a heartbeat, but Hyde's hand does find her thigh.

Jekyll meanwhile clenches his ass to try fending off that lizard brain. "That's dangerous, what if they end up somewhere else!!"

Slight issue with that tactic. She experiences his clenching as a thrust-like movement that nudges her pelvis into direct contact with Hyde’s friendliness.

Thinking that even Jekyll is all about this scrambles her defense that hinges on his reluctance. “I- I’m not... against... there’s privacy settings I could, if you don’t share...” Her dress feels rather thin and restrictive around the chest. Paloma searches out the closest hand.

Well, she's right, he is all about this. That's the problem. "...Ma...maybe..." If it's safe, then maybe he could be bullied. He'd be into seeing hers, that's for sure. Feeling her fingers on his, he grabs on for dear life.

"It's fine, don't worry about it." Also shut up and kiss him.

Oh well okay!

He kisses like he hasn’t had a monopoly on her mouth and her body all evening. He’s put her right where he wants, although if Paloma chooses to flee then Jekyll would assuredly take the right side. As if she’d come up with a single reason to stop the slide of her tongue over and past his lip ring, or to disguise her soft noise of interest.

The barest movement weighs her ass into Jekyll’s dick, otherwise sadly ignored as his nasty half seduces them before dessert.

It's fine, they've already had dessert. Hyde won't forget that Jekyll needs attention too, he pushes Paloma back against him, and meanwhile the weenie gets to watch. It's pretty tough to look away and even if he closes his eyes, He can still hear and feel what's going on. "I, ahhhh- weren't we going to use the hot tub....???" Please save him.

What with the only obstacle keeping her bare ass from sitting on him being a flimsy dress (plus borrowed underwear) it’s little better than grinding naked, but for his pants.

Her thighs are loosening dangerously, opening up wider to let Hyde in closer. Jekyll just has to snap her out of it. “-Uhmm, we sure were, you brought a shirt for me to borrow... it’s on the floor.”

Just, uh, let her get that. She slithers out of the tangle.

Hyde shoots his brother a glare for ruining a good thing. "Way to go." He tries not to let Paloma go, but when she manages to extricate herself, his attention turns to Jekyll. If the loser can be convinced, it's smooth sailing! So he pulls himself forward on Jekyll's lap, biting his neck, rubbing against his dick, anything to get a reaction.

Naturally he's rewarded immediately, with slaps and yelps. "Quit it!!" Jekyll would look to Paloma for help, but just as he does, he feels like he can't make eye contact with her at all.

They’re fucked up. Beyond fucked up, if you asked the gossips their worst, they wouldn’t come near the truth. Maybe if she’d ever known her brother her outlook on their secret would be much, much, much different.

Right about now it just looks hot, Hyde moving his hips aggressively and his mirror image in full flush. Jekyll’s eyes catch hers in the middle of picking up the shirt. She can’t disappoint them.

“Edward!” Paloma says loudly, not using an inside voice at all. Her thumbs hook into the panties and fling them down her legs. The turtleneck follows. It yanks some of the dress fabric along with it and flashes her neatly trimmed butterfly pubes.

It's fine, it's cool, there's nothing wrong with a little grinding. It's just really friendly. But Paloma makes the right choice of distraction, even if it wasn't intentional. His head whips around and that enticing view is all he needs to come running. Begging like the dog he is. He frees Jekyll to take Paloma by the waist instead and kiss her up and down. Even if he hasn't gotten them riled up, he sure is now.

Jekyll mouths a thank you to her, but she's the target so soon that he isn't sure if she even sees. It's hard not to watch. Maybe It's a little fucked up too to be watching his brother and girlfriend (?) make out but not as bad as the view Paloma was enjoying, so...it's fine, right? He'll just sit there consumed with lust.

The pubes weren't meant to be revealed straight off. First the undies, then the turtleneck, and then the damn dress goes... and they grab towels and go!

Except Paloma still has the dress on and bunched around her hips, pinned there by too much intensity too quickly. If she wasn't wildly into it, she would slip through his fingers; instead she melts into him, knees like jello.

In a thin, squeaky voice between suffocating kisses: "Tub, y'promised... Harry?"

"That's right! Come on, Edward!" Paloma saved him, so he owes her one too. Jekyll gets up, tries to make sure his dick isn't too obvious, and pulls on Hyde's arm to free her from him. "Shall we...?" Run Paloma, run while you can.

They are grown adults taking turns distracting another adult in order to take what amounts to a bubble bath. Most importantly, she hopes it works.

She staggers, lips swollen and eyes glazed over as if stoned. The stupor lasts another second, then gives way to gratitude. “Yes! Last one rotten egg!!” Wearing nothing but the dress and her determination, Paloma forgets to enunciate the whole phrase but has zoomed out of the room and down the hall before Hyde can say cockblocked.

It runs the risk of switching his victim again, but Jekyll grabs onto his arm before Hyde can grab onto anything himself... Without his glasses he needs a guide to make it safely out! And the younger brother isn't that mean. So they follow with Jekyll clinging, just in case he is that mean. There's a set of drawers with towels and bathing suits beside the tub for convenience, and for once Hyde plays the good host and caretaker to his blind brother and gets them out for everyone. Watching Jekyll fumbling with his buttons is annoying too, so despite rolling his eyes, he helps out.

Drawers on a balcony! At least he’s organized in this regard.

Paloma takes just as long to get ready as Jekyll’s blind ass does, but it’s because she’s forgotten the shirt he’d fetched for her to borrow. She could just walk inside for another, and for a moment the idea receives due consideration.

The thing is, she’s got this feeling it will come off no matter what. So, breathing in, the dress rolls up past her head and drops in a puddle of fabric. Discarding it leaves her very naked... and the tub not even on. Stupid! She sets about looking for the right dial while pretending not to notice her bare bottom sticking out.

Jekyll has the decency to cover his chub with a swimsuit, Hyde not so much. But it's Jekyll who first notices Paloma going in nude. "--Would you like to take my shirt!" Panic!

The other one is just content to stare at her rump.

The night is freezing, the tub water isn’t hot enough to sit in, and she shivers helplessly. Honestly, she thinks, staring at Hyde’s loud and proud dick, even if it does come off sooner than later...

“Yeah!” Donning it brings them all closer together, literally. His shirt hangs long and covers all pertinent bits for now. Shyness dominates her averted gaze. “Shouldn’t have charged out here, it’s freezing!”

Jekyll laughs a little, nodding. "You're meant to turn it on and let it heat up for a few minutes first." But it gives him a good opportunity to be smooth, after he gives her the shirt he wraps his arms around her to provide body heat. Hyde takes it as a challenge, who can give more heat?! Probably him actually, considering he's hot and bothered and radiating heat.

Extremely smooth, something to swoon over and make her heart flutter and coo. It gives a single loud thump before someone inserts himself and turns the beautiful moment into a ridiculous one, with their drastically different intentions.

Paloma squeaks, laughs awkwardly and locates the erection on her navel by taking it in hand. She otherwise clings to his brother. “I knew that! Desperate measures!”

If she's touching it clearly she wants to get something started right?? He rubs against her, Jekyll doesn't notice.

"Oh well, any minute now!"

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