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[cagedinflesh]

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[gehennawind]

Jekyll’s senses are finely tuned in to whatever randy frequency that his brother operates on. Perhaps too much; his intervention has lead to a very violent fall.

“Christ— Harry— Ed— boys, no!!” And down she goes as well, as fast as her limp allows, clutching her hip. “Please don’t freaking hurt yourselves!”

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"Asshole--" Hyde jumps on top of him to push at his face and mess up his hair. Maybe pull it a little. It's a good thing he's more or less sobered up or he'd be looking for more of a fight.

Jekyll tries to move his face away and bat at Hyde's hands, especially since his glasses are already askew and bent.

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They have a head start on slap-fighting one another by the time she gets to their level of the staircase. It appears harmless, mostly, no blood or pain she can see, but just the threat of Jekyll’s glasses pushing into his eyes is enough to call for interference.

“Same team, same team!” She trips, almost falling again, righting herself in the nick of time. The next moment sees her bearhugging Hyde from behind and lurch, grunting from exertion. “Dinner! Bed!”

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He grumbles, but Hyde lets himself be pulled along reluctantly while Jekyll gets up and inspects the damage to his glasses. But they're pretty wrecked, he frowns, trying to think of whether he has an extra pair anywhere. They won't sit on his face but he holds them on to at least get up tue stairs without incident. Or more of them.

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Edward is no thicker around the waist than his twin, if harder and more muscled. Her wrists cross above his sternum in the attempt to heave ho. Their immediate cooperation is a huge relief.

“Was that worth it?” she asks, agitated and keeping her distance from both of them to not appear to be playing favorites. Paloma brings up the rear to circumvent the temptation of hers. “Harry, are you hurt?”

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"Sure it was, I only regret not eating him in the womb!" He laughs, funny joke. Not at all in bad taste. As if everyone here isn't fully aware of how codependent he is.

Jekyll only frowns at him. "I'm fine, it's just that my glasses broke in the fall..."

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She sucks in both luscious lips and counts to five before responding. The urge to scold Hyde is a mighty one.

“Oh, dammit, I’m sorry.” For dragging the three of them down and causing the first fall. She rubs an arm anxiously and feels every inch a walking disaster. What’s the point in putting a movie on if he can’t see it? “I am so sorry. We can skip the Gnomeo and Juliet. We can, umm, we...”

Paloma trails off from saying they can just lie together.

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"I think I have an old pair laying about!"

"You'll get used to it." Mr too cool for glasses. Sure, just strain your eyes.

"You should really wear contacts at least..."

"I do. Sometimes." Jekyll sighs at him, just as they nearly bump into the butler and a maid headed into the bedroom with dinner. There's plenty of fuss over Jekyll's glasses while the brother groans, because once again Jekyll gets all the attention, even when it's not about accomplishments or politeness. At least he can hang back with Paloma while Jekyll makes nice with gratitude and propriety, acting like the master of the house. Visibly uncomfortable.

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Over the course of this chance encounter Paloma drifts nearer and nearer to Edward, feeling extra alien in their estate, their clothes. Jekyll’s turtleneck, Hyde’s panties, bites along her throat and a tingle in her vag from his sticking it in.

She stops shy of leaning into him for appearance’s sake, but their sides touch. Her eyes fix onto the floor in this onset of misery.

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Maybe they can't lean into each other, but Hyde still takes her hand, hiding it just slightly behind them.

Finally the plates are set and the servants leave. It's not like Jekyll's anticipating sex, but he tells them not to worry about anything else for the day. They'll get anything they need themselves, don't wait up.......

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Handholding in secret like children uplifts her, strangely enough. As if they’re kids hiding in a treehouse, invincible, uncaring of strong winds.

She’s reddened when his staff leave at long last, thanking them in hushed courtesy. The door closing behind them lets her release a long breath.

“You must be used to having people at home on your payroll. I’m... the person being paid. Sorry.”

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"That's right, you live with Samantha as well don't you? The house was busier when we were young, I count myself lucky not having near as much to see to. ...I'm sorry if it's uncomfortable for you, we've never known a home with much privacy so I'm afraid we don't pay much attention." Hyde's face says maybe he should speak for himself, just because he's used to it doesn't mean he isn't uncomfortable about it for his own reasons.

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“Lived!” The correction is brief and offhand and she’s already forgotten, nodding otherwise in practiced courteousness. Yes, the realities of upper crust estate management are outlandish to a person in her situation, but the polite thing to do as a guest is put Jekyll, her host, at ease.

So she lets Hyde go to cross over and run her palm across Jekyll’s shoulder, smiling faintly. “Doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of knowing you. Both of you.”

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"I'm sure it must seem incredibly stuck-up and entitled. Really it's more for the sake of maintaining the house itself than anything! No one person could keep all this clean and in good repair!" Nope he's suddenly self conscious and worried she thinks he's a rich bitch who just likes being waited on and bossing servants around.

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She’s already shaking her head, caressing him in what she hopes are comforting passes up and down his arms. It means Hyde is neglected until this panic leaves his voice, unfortunately.

Just for the moment.

“No. They couldn’t. You can’t let it fall apart, either. It’s family.”

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"Yes, that's it exactly, it would be a shame to get rid of it too. There's something comforting about our family being here for hundreds of years, I think."

"Yeah that's called stagnation and blueblood." Hyde keeps on rolling those eyes. But it's not like he's going anywhere either, he could get his own place and financial independence. Could.

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They have points... though she’s inclined to say Hyde is making the right point at the wrong time. An adroit capital L Look over a slender shoulder reveals how impressed she isn’t.

“I must have hallucinated the hot tub on your balcony, then, since you’re not a fan of the estate.” She wanders to the plates, having resisted their aroma for long enough.

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"Yeah 'cause that's been around 600 years with the rest of the house." He doesn't have to be a fan of the estate to appreciate a good time!

Jekyll sure doesn't need to hear any more empty complaining, so he gladly joins Paloma. "No you certainly didn't hallucinate that." A luxury, but a fairly middle-class one really.

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She goes for the fanciest-looking wrap of fish she’s ever seen in her life, nibbling the end uncertainly, then with more enthusiasm. Paloma grins despite herself— at Hyde.

“Jealous,” she sighs. “As hell.”

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"You want a dip?" The other two might eat respectably but Hyde scarfs his food down like an animal.

"I think I could go for that, my feet are a bit sore from work..." So you know, if she wants to, Jekyll sure won't complain. She wouldn't be selfish. He forgets the lack of swimsuit.

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Too late. She's already entertaining a fantasy of lounging in the tub until the absolute last minute before they need to take off.

"It's cold out, but..." But that didn't stop them from screwing in Hyde's backseat on chilled windows. Veronica has one of her own in her Mexico City residence, but using it embarrasses Paloma as a lowly intern. She plays with the hem of her dress.

"Could I borrow someone's shirt?" Her eyes dodge theirs.

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"It's best when it's cold out." Especially if they're gonna end up fucking. Cold out, but warm in the water, warm sandwiched between bodies...

"Of course!" Jekyll wouldn't leave her nude in the cold. Hyde would. Let it get a little nippley.

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Fuck? Them?

What was his car, an appetizer?

Getting into the hot tub nude is much different than showering communally. One is for cleaning, the other a luxury. She sucks a finger clean. “It’ll be nice. Quiet, peaceful.” Yeah. Peaceful.

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Um, yeah, it was actually. Hasn't he made that clear?

It'll be peaceful, for a couple minutes. "I'll find a shirt." Jekyll has the good sense to pick a dark one. His options are only dress shirts, so it will keep her a little warmer on top too! Of course, first they should actually eat. He for one is pretty hungry after a long day of work. Evidently Hyde is too, vonsidering how he scarfs his down like he doesn't need to chew.

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After expressing appropriate gratitude toward Jekyll she turns around and realizes the extent of Hyde’s piggishness. It cannot stand.

She’s a fussy, nervous worrywart and put in obvious distress by his eating habits. Paloma unthinkingly zooms to his side. “Hey, Edward, no.” Dainty fingers poke and prod his cheek as it moves, ignoring any outbursts. She leans all in with knit brow. “If you don’t chew, your stomach is gonna hurt, or you’ll get acid coming back up.”