"Yeah but that was at Harry, that's different." He can yell dirty things at his brother over the phone while he's at work if he wants! "He's the boss, so who's gonna care what he's up to at work, right?"
Jekyll makes an uncertain hum, but doesn't exactly try to tell him off...
“Is that so,” Paloma snarks. Tries to snark. Too much bonafide curiosity in the undercurrent, changing it from a sarcastic question to a thoughtful, rhetorical statement. Or better, a suggestion.
She smooths her skirt out a second time, a glaring tell.
"Well, technically that is true... But still, the phone is in a very public spot, I need to know ahead of time if it's a private conversation to take in my office!" He doesn't mean that to be a hint or invitation. But Hyde's eyebrows raising while he nudges Paloma is telling too.
She breathes in too sharply to play it cool, too astounded to respond to the nudge. Paloma goes overboard to try and appear prim and properly ignorant of the implications, finding a third wrinkle in her dress to straighten out all the while. Back straight, chin up... eyes somewhere in the far distance, seeing what Jekyll might do behind closed office doors.
“I’ll certainly warn you,” she rasps. Wine glass. Sip.
“Harry!” Too loud. Paloma lowers her voice to a whisper, glaring at Edward whose fault this probably is, “Yes, I mean no, yes I’m alright! No, nothing's wrong.”
Just picturing him with his hand around his dick and you know what else.
Just jackin it. "...Oh, okay." If she says so? He doesn't sound convinced though.
Hyde just laughs, leaning in to press against Paloma and crane his neck around to get up in Jekyll's business too. "Sounds like you're in for phone sex at work, you probably got loads of Vaseline there right? Better keep it handy."
Her brows and blood pressure skyrocket simultaneously. Vaseline! Phone sex!
“Ass!” Lips compressed and cheeks darker than they were seconds prior, Paloma and her glass break off from the fray. She drains it with one toss of the head to welcome the stress relief. They can just keep an eye on her ass, since Edward won’t be able to help himself.
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.
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.
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Jekyll makes an uncertain hum, but doesn't exactly try to tell him off...
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She smooths her skirt out a second time, a glaring tell.
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“I’ll certainly warn you,” she rasps. Wine glass. Sip.
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“Harry!” Too loud. Paloma lowers her voice to a whisper, glaring at Edward whose fault this probably is, “Yes, I mean no, yes I’m alright! No, nothing's wrong.”
Just picturing him with his hand around his dick and you know what else.
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Hyde just laughs, leaning in to press against Paloma and crane his neck around to get up in Jekyll's business too. "Sounds like you're in for phone sex at work, you probably got loads of Vaseline there right? Better keep it handy."
His brother flushes dark as a beet, "As if...!!"
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“Ass!” Lips compressed and cheeks darker than they were seconds prior, Paloma and her glass break off from the fray. She drains it with one toss of the head to welcome the stress relief. They can just keep an eye on her ass, since Edward won’t be able to help himself.
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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!”
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That sure is a plush butt on his dick. "You're being awfully rude, Edward...!" As if he cares.
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Paloma blusters and rambles and somehow holds the glass aloft like the Holy Grail, emptiness aside. “Yeah! Rude boy!”
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"-I haven't agreed to that, what kind of pictures!" Don't send lewd pictures who knows where they'll end up???
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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.
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Jekyll meanwhile clenches his ass to try fending off that lizard brain. "That's dangerous, what if they end up somewhere else!!"
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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.
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"It's fine, don't worry about it." Also shut up and kiss him.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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?"
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