okay this is part 1. i didnt even get to the actual threesome part but fuck it, im sharing what i have
i have not edited this yet. i just wanted to post it already before bed.
nico/lorath. past lorath/tyrael - cw for explicit sex, dirty talk, sex while talking about a third person who's not there. i dont think there's any other warnings?
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“So have you and Tyrael ever…?”
Lorath didn’t look up from his book.
“Ever what?”
“Ever had sex?”
Lorath stared even more intently at his book, but Nico noticed the way he tensed at the question and that his eyes weren’t moving across the page. It was hard to disguise considering they were curled up in bed together.
“Really? Isn’t it a little late for jealousy at this point?” He raised a hand with a golden ring on it. The Horadric runes on it gleamed in the firelight (protection, connection, devotion).
It immediately made Nico tuck his face into the back of Lorath’s neck to hide his smile. It still felt unreal. That Lorath had proposed. That they had actually survived the fight against Mephisto.
He pressed a kiss against his neck, “It’s not jealousy, it’s… let’s call it curiosity.”
Lorath snorted, “And I’m to answer your prying questions just to, what, assuage your curiosity?”
“Yes? I’m your future husband, I can’t be curious about your past relationships?”
Pressed up close as they were, Nico could feel the way Lorath’s breathing hitched when Nico said ‘future husband’. He finally raised his head from the book he was now only pretending to read and leaned fully back against Nico, setting the book off to the side.
“Fine, fine. What exactly did you want to know?”
“Well,” Nico shifted to more comfortably wrap his arms around Lorath, tucking his chin against his shoulder, “You two have known each other for a long time right? Since he became mortal?”
“Not exactly, we first met some time after he Fell to Sanctuary. When he was recruiting new Horadrim to protect the Black Soulstone–” he faltered.
Nico gently kissed Lorath’s ear, one hand raising up to rub soothingly at his chest.
“But it was when he was still learning how to be mortal right?” he asked, trying to redirect the conversation to something less dangerous.
Lorath let out a breath, “Yes. Being mortal was very new to him. Angels don’t need to eat or sleep, so at first he didn’t understand their necessity.”
He let out a snort of laughter, “Once he even decided to ‘get all the day’s eating out of the way at once’ and ate three whole meals in under an hour. And then was surprised and indignant when he got sick afterwards.”
Nico blinked and chuckled, “Adjusting must have been hard.”
“Yes, I had to explain a lot of aspects of mortal living that we don't even think about.”
Well, that offered an excellent segue to what Nico was really curious about.
“And did that ‘aspects of mortal living’ lesson include sex?”
Lorath tilted his head to give Nico a side-eye. “You think in the middle of a war I was busy teaching Tyrael about mortal sex?”
Hmm, normally Nico would accept the clear deflection but the slight flush on Lorath’s cheeks didn’t seem like it came from anger. And if Lorath was really upset, he would just tell him. Or walk away.
“That’s not a no…?” Nico pointed out.
Nico’s eyebrows rose as the silence stretched on.
Well, I guess something really did happen.
Finally Lorath broke it, “Well there was one evening…” He trailed off.
“Tell me about it?”
“Nico, it was decades ago. What does it matter?”
“No, Lorath, you misunderstand. What I mean is–” Nico pressed a kiss to his neck and slipped a hand under Lorath’s shirt, trailing his fingers lightly against his stomach, feeling Lorath shudder, “–tell me about it.“
“Ah.”
Nico continued pressing lingering kisses against Lorath’s neck and shoulder as his hand continued its journey downwards.
“W-well, it was one late evening. I had been drinking–”
Nico snorted, “You? Drinking? What a shock.”
Lorath reached over and pinched his stomach before ignoring the interruption and continuing.
“I was perhaps a little inebriated. Enough to make me, well–”
“Excited?”
“I will pinch you again if you keep interrupting.”
“Sorry, sorry. For the record, I like it when you’re-” he licked at the shell of Lorath’s ear, feeling the way it made him shift in place, “-excited.”
“Ahem. Anyway… Yes I was. Well. Excited. And like you I was damnably curious and drunk enough to ask fool questions.”
Nico carefully edged Lorath’s underpants down his hips. “And? What did he say?”
“...That hadn’t had any experience with mortal sex. But that he was curious.”
“And so you offered to show him?”
The silence was incredibly loud.
Nico’s eyes went wide as he studied Lorath’s flushed face and the way the older man steadily kept his eyes fixed at the wall.
He grinned, “And…? Did he take you up on it?”
He could see the flush spreading down his neck, an incredibly enticing trail.
Lorath cleared his throat again, “...yes.”
Nico rewarded Lorath for his honesty by wrapping a hand around his cock, not surprised to find him already half hard. Lorath’s breath shuddered again.
“So…? What happened next?”
“I uh led him to our tent.”
“Our tent?”
“There was a limited amount of space, it wasn’t like that.”
Nico hmm’d, his other hand coming up to gently scratch at Lorath’s chest, nail trailing over a nipple, “But for that night it was like that wasn’t it?”
“I- hss, yes, for that night it was.”
“Was he still in his armor?” Nico could picture it, the armor the same angelic one he wore now. Did a younger Tyrael still have the same short beard he did now? Or had he been clean shaven then?
“Yes. He normally slept in it, or mostly in it.”
“But that night he let you remove it?”
“...parts of it. Just enough to free his- his-” Lorath had never been a shy man when it came to sex but there was something about the fact that it was Tyrael that made it hard for him to be explicit.
“His cock?”
“...Yes.”
Nico reached over to the side table and blindly grabbed at the little bottle of oil, ripping the cork open with his teeth and withdrawing his hand from Lorath’s cock just long enough to coat his fingers.
“Was he hard already?”
“Not until I started touching him.”
“Touching him? With your hands?”
“Y-yes.” Lorath was panting slightly, head tilted back against Nico’s shoulder, eyes closed in memory. Nico rocked his hips against his ass.
“How did you touch him? Carefully? Were you hesitant?”
“Hnnng, yes, I-I stroked him carefully with a finger first, watched his cock twitch. Started with my hand, going slow.”
As Lorath spoke, Nico echoed the actions: gently trailing a finger up the underside and then wrapping around the base and slowly stroking up, feeling the way it made Lorath arch back into him.
“And? Did he get hard?”
“Ah-hah- yes. Almost remarkably quickly.”
“Hmm, is he big?”
Tyrael was already a very tall man, almost a full head taller than either Lorath or Nico. If his cock was at all proportional to his height…?
“Oh yes.”
Okay well maybe Lorath didn’t have to respond that quickly. Nico almost felt jealous, although he wasn’t entirely sure of who at this point.
“So you were stroking him? Were you on your feet? Or were you kneeling?”
“I was kneeling. I don’t think I would have had the courage to look him in the eyes while I–” He faltered.
“While you stroked his cock?’
Lorath pinched him in the side again, “Yes, while I stroked his cock.”
Nico got his revenge by pinching Lorath’s nipple, making him curse and arch up.
“Did you use your mouth at all? It must have been tempting, right there in front of you.”
Lorath was good at sucking cock. Normally it was Nico who went down on Lorath. He loved bringing the man pleasure, feeling a rush whenever he could make Lorath shake or moan. It was Nico’s favorite pastime and he’d honestly do it every night if he could. But Lorath was equally adept at making him melt into a puddle of pleasure.
Granted, Lorath had had decades more experience at this point but, still, Tyrael would have been in good hands for his first experience. Or, well, mouth as the case may be.
“Yes. I remember my mouth was watering with how badly I wanted to suck that cock.”
Lorath’s eyes had fully fallen shut at this point, his hands gripping Nico’s legs on either side of him as he panted. Nico kept his strokes even, loving the way it made Lorath shake.
“Did Tyrael moan at all? When you put your mouth on him for the first time?”
“Yes. Ah, not loudly, not at first. But he let out little grunts and moans. I-I don’t even think he was even aware he was making noise.”
Nico wasn’t sure if Lorath was aware of noises he was currently making. Either way it made him grind his own clothed cock desperately against up the older man’s ass.
“Did you have to use your hands to help? Since he was so big?”
“Hnnng, yes. I c-couldn’t fit him fully in my mouth. I had to use both hands to- to hold the base, to- to stroke his balls.”
Nico’s other hand went down as well to follow the same path. He was tempted to flip them over so he could get his mouth on Lorath in the same way, but worried that it would risk interrupting the story. Instead he wrapped his slick hand tight against the tip, twisting it in a way that made Lorath arch off the bed with a gasp.
“And- and then?”
His stroking quickened to match Lorath’s rapid breathing.
“Then he- he- fuck- he- he started thrusting.”
“You said he wasn’t loud at first? Did he get louder?”
“Ah- ah- ah, yes. He- ffffffuck- he was moaning by then. And then- fuck-”
Lorath’s hips were arching off the bed.
Nico scraped his teeth against his ear and growled, “Did he come down your throat Lorath? Did you swallow it all up?”
“Yyyyyyes! Yes! I- I- I-”
Nico bit his neck and that pushed Lorath over the edge.
His hips arched up off the bed, the moan rising to a shout as the orgasm rocked through him, the pleasure almost painful in its overwhelming intensity.
He flopped back against Nico, feeling almost boneless after such intense pleasure. With eyes half-lidded he watched Nico pull his hands out from under the sheet and lick at the cum still sticky all over them. He noticed Lorath watching and winked at him.
“Did Tyrael return the favor after?”
Lorath snorted, “He didn’t have to. I came in my pants just from sucking him. Felt too embarrassed to tell him.”
Nico laughed softly, “I know the feeling.” He, too, had once come untouched just from going down on Lorath.
“Do you now?” Lorath shifted in his embrace, turning over to press a hand against Nico’s cock, still in his pants.
It only took a few strokes for him to bring Nico to orgasm. He was already too keyed up after seeing Lorath in the throes of pleasure to hold back.
Afterwards they lazily drifted in each other’s arms. Nico kicked off his pants and shirt, using them to wipe off any excess fluid. They would deal with laundry–and a bath–tomorrow.
Lorath fell asleep with his head on his chest but sleep took longer to find Nico. He kept thinking.
Of Lorath and Tyrael.
Of the way not only the Horadrim–but Lorath specifically–had fallen apart without him.
Of the way Lorath had found hope again when Tyrael returned to his life.
Of Tyrael referring to Lorath as their “shining compass, pointing the way.”
And maybe Nico should have felt jealous. But instead it felt like a missing piece was finally slotting into place.
And slowly he began to come up with a plan.