Sacha had never worn lingerie before. He’d never realized how soft it was before, and he found his hand nervously wandering over the silk as watched the two figures who were watching him from the foot of the bed, “You look so beautiful, Sacha.” Laz’s voice is so low he can barely hear it over the beating of his heart.
Abelard nods, “He is.You have fine taste in silk, Lord Trader.” He slid forward, taking a bottle of champagne from the wooden nightstand, popping it and filling a glass before handing it to Sacha, “Here, take a drink. Relax. This isn’t any different from the the other times we’ve been together.” The Senschal reassured as Sacha drank from the glass in slow, measured sips.
“It is different.” Sacha pointed out as he averted his gaze and sighed,”This isn’t our room. This isn’t…Secure territory.” He mumbled as he looked back.
The casino had been Abelard’s idea. A way to let loose and engage in some rowdy fun. Laz had been the one to suggest they rent out the Imperial suite and spend the night drinking good booze, and indulging in each other. All of it sounded wonderful,and Sacha had enjoyed playing cards and roaming the tables. Laz had won a few games, earning him a beautiful gold and diamond choker that was now wrapped around Sacha’s neck.
“Neph is just outside, there’s plenty of security, I made sure.” Laz crawled closer,and leaned in to give Sacha a kiss on the cheek, moving to massage his shoulders and arms, “I always take care of you, right,my Sacha?” The blond cooed,almond shaped eyes were so beautiful and dark, easy for Sacha to get lost in, “I love you, and I want you to feel good.”
Sacha nodded and slowly relaxed, Abelard gently wrapping a finger around the band of the red silk panties he wore, tugging them while looking up. Sacha nodded slowly, and his underwear was tugged away to reveal his cunt, and Lazarus nestled between his thighs, smiling up at him. Sacha’s breath caught as the lacy bralette was tugged off, and Abelard began to nurse on one of his pecs, biting his nipple gently. He moaned as he felt Laz nuzzle against his cunt before taking his dick into his mouth and sucking it hungrily. The moans that left Sacha were soft as he blushed, both of the men gentle as they toyed with him.
There was practiced ease in their movements, and any thoughts that still lingered of fear or anger faded away as he tangled a hand in Laz’s hair, the other cradling Abelard’s cheek. One of Abelard’s hands slid lower and he slid his fingers into Sacha’s cunt, curling his fingers and searching until finding the spot that made Sacha gasp and jerk. Laz chuckled, bobbing his head and looking up with hungry eyes as he leaned lower to lick up the mess Abelard’s fingers were making.
It didn’t take much for Sacha to cum, and Abelard traded places with Laz, the smaller man taking the neglected side of Sacha’s chest and leaving behind some marks. Abelard positioned his hand better as he worked Sacha further open, “There you go, good man. Have to get you nice and open for the two of us, wouldn’t want the Lord Trader’s lover injured.” He crooked his fingers, and Sacha whined as Laz bit down for what felt like the fiftieth time. He’d taken them both before, it took work, but he always found himself satisfied and exhausted in the end.
When he came again, Abelard finally retracted his fingers, sucking them clean before nodding at Laz. Sacha adjusted himself, Abelard sliding underneath him and sliding inside, Laz pouring some extra lube onto himself and Sacha before neatly inserting himself,rubbing Sacha’s t-dick as his hips rolled.
Abelard’s pace was firm and steady as he angled himself, tugging Sacha’s thighs further apart so both men could gain as much access as possible. Sacha was vaguely aware either were wearing condoms, but it didn’t bother him,not much. He wouldn’t mind bearing either of them children. He closed his eyes as yet another orgasm wracked his body, shaking and clenching around the two cocks that were sliding against each other. He couldn’t tell who came first, but soon he could feel cum drooling from his cunt.
His mind swirled, and at some point, both men began to kiss over his shoulder, desperate for each other as they pulled out. He watched as Abelard began to prep Laz’s ass before guiding the Rogue Trader to ride him, smacking his as and whispering sweet nothings. Sacha slowly drifted off.
