moritat | there is always another au

A moment of panic makes Jekyll question whether to hold tight or let her drop. He opts for the drop, not entirely on purpose. He shouts, blubbering for Edward to catch her without managing to get the words out.

Hyde scoops her up around the waist to stand with her against his chest, pulling her out of the water.

"Noooo," she wails, sagging into his arms.

The inhumanity. The spectacle. She's humiliated and achey and dazed; one minute Hyde is fucking her nicely and Jekyll has his hand on her neck, the next there's water up her nose. Paloma has no strength going into her knees. "That was so good!"

"Don't worry, it's not over!" Hyde laughs, pulling the wet shirt from her tit to replace it with his palm. Jekyll's idea of a mid-fuck break is a little different though. He takes one of Paloma's hands as he stands and steps forward for a kiss. He just wants some sweetness mixed in with the frenzied fucking?

He earned that titty gripe, she lets him have it while the strength is still robbed from her legs. Hyde is the one keeping her upright, but when Jekyll moves in for a kiss she leans half her weight up and into him.

“Harry,” she mumbles giddily; in comforting circular motions she rubs the back of Hyde’s pawing hand. Her nipple’s seen gentler days.

Jekyll's nose bumps against hers. "Are you alright?"

She's got good titties okay? Let the man grope. But she does do a good job calming, appeasing really. They said they wouldn't sleep but he could go for a group nap after this really. Even Hyde's neck droops to rest his forehead on her shoulder and rub into it.

Takes a second to process his question. Being the center of two boys’ attentions is as brain-frying as it is exhilarating.

“Mmmmm,” she hums, as if that’s an intelligible reply he can take for the affirmative. If sucking dick is always this rewarding, she’d love to make it a habit. “Was I good?”

Inquiring sluts need to know.

Jekyll's already red in the face, but she does get a reaction from him still by way of wide eyes. He nods quickly, "Y-yes of course...!!" Really good!! So good he's upset about it!

His skittishness serves as a reminder of her own fragility, and a little of the embarrassment she should feel to ask something so bold. But why’s he seem so panicked about it?

“Really?” she asks tentatively, taken aback by his suspicious expression. He’s not saying it so she doesn’t feel poorly, right...? Her feet find purchase on the bottom of the tub.

"Absolutely!" Oh no did he do something wrong? Is she disgusted with him too? He panics even more, wringing his hands. "You don't have to do that, though..." It's probably gross, she probably hates it.

Even dick-drunk, Paloma can overanalyze. Her face loses a bit of the sex glow.

“Oh.”

That was a hint that she should stop, right, he’s just trying to spare her feelings? Where is Hyde when two weenies need him??

Don't worry he's right here. "He means he likes it so much he's ashamed." He's here and he's rolling his eyes. "And obviously there's no way you'd want to suck on a dirty knob since you're absolutely innocent, right?"

Jekyll nods a little. His brother knows him, he's got it on the money. "That's a bit crude, but, yes..."

She’s so appalled by his obscene way of putting it and shocked by the presumption of innocence (in thei middle of screwing!) that she jerks, bumping back into their Hyde and savior. At least her heart recovers.

“Uh-uhhmm!” Paloma cough-splutters. Her vag’s ache feels rather pointed. “What! No, I? We...? No!”

Someone ought to tell him what they did in the car, with voyeurs.

"It's alright, really, if you're put off." Not just from the fellatio but that he could put his hands on her the way that he did? Everything else he'd do with her that hasn't been yet?

No, no one tell him he'll be too embarrassed and turned on.

She twists her neck trying to look Hyde in the face and check whether his brother is honestly for real. What, her bewildered frown says. What!

Paloma turns it back around and breathes out, resolving to disavow him of that notion. He's well in reach of a friendly hand seeking out his cock and curling over it with gentle determination. “Did... Edward say what I pretended to do earlier...?”

"Hm? No?" What she do? With that mouth? "What do you mean?" Also what she do With that hand, hello.

Hyde's just surprised she's going to bring that up, but he shrugs his shoulders at her in regard to Jekyll being for real. Yeah he is, who the fuck knows why.

They didn't have the exact same upbringing, she knows, so she can't expect them to have the same understanding. The same social... skills.

Same dick though. Paloma fondles him and hopes for the best.

Her voice takes on a strain. "Um. Well. We weren't as early as we could've been, because... we spent some time in the backseat," aaand she chickens out of the rest.

"O-Oh? In the, in the car?" In the parking lot? Like, in public? At least it would have been dark... He shouldn't think about it, it's only going to turn him on, not scandalise! And he needs to make her think he's not a filthy slut.

"What else has a backseat?" Hyde is helpful as always. "Don't try to act like you've never done it, either!"

Is she imagining that the cock in her hand became just a little more rigid? Must be. After getting sucked on, naturally it feels hard. She dedicates herself to exploring the shaft and kneading around its base.

"In the car," she confirms, bumping Hyde in a silent scold. Paloma watches the work being done on Jekyll to avoid his eyes. "With people watching, but my face covered."

Maybe not, but his breathing gets more and more shallow and stilted. "Oh..." He'd have liked to watch too. Or to either be the one fucking her or in her position. Any part of it sounds exciting and shameful. "Did you, ah, have fun?" Did his voice just crack?

Someone had fun, or why are there hickeys dancing the length of her neck? Left, right, center?

His voice DID crack! Elated and mortified in equal measure, she rediscovers his balls, rolling them lovingly in her palm. Hyde's dick sticks up between her ass-cheeks, so he can't whine about forgetting him.

"Ah... I think so." Playing it cool, be cool. "Someone went up to the window."

She lacks the courage to describe what she did next.

"...Oh." Thaaat sounds hot, shit. He chews his lip and reaches behind himself for purchase on the tub.

But Hyde IS neglected! He's gotta rub himself against her to get anything! But for once he won't complain because he's too invested in watching her confess.

That's a real shame. Paloma's posture worsens, and she slouches as the vestiges of her courage dwindle to just about nothing.

"Yeah," she says vaguely, stroking Jekyll and happier for seeing how he needs physical support. Hyde can rub himself as much as he likes in her ass, he's earned it.

"I, ah, I've been with complete strangers..." He mumbles it reluctantly, just so she doesn't think he's going to think poorly of her for anything that might have happened!! If she sucked the guy's dick then good for her, it's less shameful when they'll never see you again amd don't know who you are!!!

He picks the right time to develop a spine. His notions of innocence are dashed, she thinks, and that isn't the response of a disappointed person. Maybe she should finish confessing.

Paloma bites her lips. "... And I licked the glass, where he had his dick out." Hyde had loved that. She massages Jekyll's cock with both hands.

Maybe it makes it hard to keep thinking she's innocent. But he'll always find a way. Right now though, picturing her so filthy and shameless really does it for him. The lack of response is only because he's too busy ejaculating onto her hands and wrists. Hopefully not into the water they're all bathing in. But then, there's worse things. "--Sorry!"

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