The rope was harsh against soft, smooth grey skin, cutting raw, yellow lines into Sollux's skin as a thick, black cloth was secured over his eyes. He was relatively calm under the hands of his matesprit, who was securing it, pressing kisses to the landdwellers arms, neck, chest. There was another set of hands, brushing up his thighs, fiddling with the ropes holding him as he was, arms up over his head, secured to the headboard, legs spread. He wasn't exactly comfortable, and he knew it wasn't going to get better. They'd discussed this beforehand, and honestly? He wasn't sure if he could take this. He knew what they were planning. He wasn't entirely sure what to expect.He trusted Eridan to no end, but he wasn't so sure about Cronus. He had little experience with the troll.His split bulge was already half unsheathed, and his matesprits fingers began teasing it the rest of the way out. After a moment, another hand was massaging at his nook, slipping two fingers into the slick entrance, and he knew for sure it wasn't Eridan's hand, or his fingers pumping into his nook. He let out a quiet little whine, giving the barest little roll of his hips. After a long moment, both sets of hands left his body, and he could hear the rustling of fabric, and the slick sound of what he assumed was kissing, soft spoken words. They were talking about him, and he knew it, but he didn't even consider doing anything about it. He pressed his legs together, shifting about just slightly as the seadwellers had their way with one another. After an almost excruciatingly long pause, a few minutes at least, there are hands on him again, on his arms. His arms are stiff, he finds, when they're finally given some room to move as the rope is unhooked from whatever spot on the headband, and he's pulled up to sit, his lips captured in a kiss. He bristled slightly when he realised that it wasn't Eridan, more because he didn't /realise/ at first. Sure, this kiss was a little less sure, less practised, but for the briefest moment he'd thought it was Eridan. He mentally cursed himself, forcing himself to relax and kiss back, before the troll before him was jerked back, something being hissed from one seatroll to another, and the older Ampora moved away, quickly being replaced by a familiar body. He's more than willing to comply when Eridan moves him, kissing him hard. He's pulled closer, and after a moment the almost shocking chill of his matesprits bulge against the most heated part of his body has him gasping. He wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around the seadweller as that violet bulge sunk into his slick nook, but all he could do is moan and shift about, pressing closer. He was used to this, by now, but the cold body against his back reminded him that he certainly wasn't used to what was going to be happening tonight. The seadweller pulled back, and he knew the two Ampora's were kissing, he could hear it plain and clear, they were doing so over his shoulder, after all. His matesprits bulge was thrashing, and he pushed closer, taking his bulge to the base with a whine. This caught their attention, and Cronus was gripping at his hips, shifting slightly. He felt the icy slickness of the older Ampora's bulge against his rear, before he was pressing close, his bulge seeking out his stretched nook. He whined when it found its goal, the tip slipping in after a moments hesitation, and it got about halfway in before he was gasping, hips moving away as the bulge stretched him wide, wider than he'd been before. Eridan pressed a kiss to his matesprits jaw, letting out a calming, reassuring little purr. "Sol, you're okay. Relax for me, baby." His hands were soft and gentle as ever along the others torso, fingers kneading the soft flesh of his sides, lips trailing along his neck. He knew him well enough, and this had Sollux melting in his grip, allowing the second indigo bulge to slip in further. It still hurt, a little, but he could handle it, and within a few minutes they were both fully sheathed in the lowblooded psionic, panting into his heated skin as he blindly clutched at Eridan. After a moment hesitation, one of the seadwellers gave a slow roll of the hips, and they fell into a slow, gentle pace, until Sollux was whining, clawing at whatever he found, hissing out pleas for faster movements, and they sped up. They were moving together, but against one another, so he was constantly filled, constantly being thrusted into by one or the other bulge, and he was reduced to a moaning mess, each movement getting him closer and closer, until he was spilling gold over himself and the other two trolls, tightening around them.He let out another loud moan as he was filled with coolness, and another as the process repeated seconds after, violet spilling from his body, and after a moment he slumped against Eridan, who wrapped his arms tight around him. He gasped as one, and then both of the bulges slipped from him, and he was a boneless puddle of troll against his matesprit. "Shit, Sol- You w-were amazin'." He just let out another soft little sound, thighs slicked with far more violet than gold.
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