Firsts
"Parthenophillia" with:
Tamsand x Reader
Kinktober 2024 Masterlist
Summary: You and Rhysand teach Tamlin how to give and receive pleasure.
Cw: Virgin!Tamlin, virginity kink, threesome, oral!F receiving, fingering! F/M receiving, Smut 18+ MDNI
The tent swayed gently in the night breeze, its fabric muffling the lewd moans and gasps emanating from within. Despite the enchantment cast to maintain discretion, the erotic atmosphere was palpable, a heady mix of lust and desire that hung heavy in the air. Rhysand's deft fingers danced across your body, teasing and groping with practised skill. His touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through your body with each deliberate caress.
The dim glow of the lanterns flickered off the intricate lacework of your black lingerie, casting long shadows over your curves as Rhysand's hands explored every inch of you. His fingers traced the delicate lines of your lace, teasing the hardened peaks of your nipples until they stood at attention, begging for more. The black lace lingerie hugged your curves like a second skin, accentuating every dip and swell of your body.
Rhysand's hungry gaze roamed over your exposed body, drinking in every detail with an intensity that left no doubt about his desire for you. His hands explored further, slipping beneath the delicate fabric to trace the smoothness of your thighs before delving deeper, finding the warm, wet heat between them. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he discovered how ready you were for him, how much you wanted this.
The moment paused as they heard rustling outside, "Umm... Rhys?" Came a voice from outside, voice slightly unsure.
Rhysand smirked, face buried in your breasts from where he had you seated between his legs, he gave you a cheek grin as he spoke back, "Come in, Tam."
The tent flap opened slowly, revealing Tamlin standing there uncertainly. His eyes widened as he took in the scene before him - you seated between Rhysand's lap, your cleavage barely contained by the lacy black fabric, Rhysand's hands roaming possessively over your curves.
Tamlin swallowed hard, his gaze lingering on your body before meeting Rhysand's mischievous eyes. "I didn't realize…" he began, but trailed off as Rhysand chuckled, letting you do the talking.
"Oh, we're sure you didn't." You teased the male, wings twitching as Rhysand stroked a thick membrane, Rhysand had told you Tamlin would be joining tonight, so his innocent reaction was quite amusing. You glanced at Tamlin questioningly, giving him a small smile. The tension in the room was thick with anticipation.
"Join us," Rhysand purred, motioning to the space in front of him, between your spread legs, invitingly. "There's plenty of y/n to go around."
The sight of you, all lithe curves and glowing tan skin, sent a rush of arousal coursing through Tamlin, his cheeks staining with colour. He stepped closer, unable to tear his gaze away from the tantalizing display before him. Your wings were outstretched, fluttering lightly as Rhysand continued to stroke them, the action causing goosebumps to rise on your sensitive skin, a pleasure-filled look on your face. He didn't look like a male who had written plenty of dirty limericks on a warband, because those were all fantasy. You were real, a sight he'd only seen in his imagination, half-naked for his friend to play with. And for him to experiment with.
There was a smirk on your face at his blush, "Come on, Tamlin," You give a sultry grin, arching a little as Rhysand played with the lace you wore, "Be a good boy as strip for us."
"Alright…" At your command, Tamlin kicked off his knee-high boots, and reached for the hem of his tunic, blushing harder, pulling it up and over his head in one fluid motion. His chest was broad and well-muscled, especially after he had started to train with Rhyand, dusted with a light smattering of golden hair. As the garment fell to the ground, Tamlin's hands moved to the fastenings of his breeches, working them open with deft fingers.
His cock sprang free, already semi-hard from the sight of you both. Tamlin blushed even harder when he realized that you and Rhysand were watching him with interest, those pale cheeks fully rosy, your eyes shining brightly in the dim light of the tent. He bit his lip nervously as he slid his pants down, stepping out of them with a shaky breath.
You cooed at him, finding his nervousness a little endearing, "Oh, don't be nervous, we won't eat you."
"Mmm, I think he might like that from you, darling." Rhysand purred in your ear, with a husky chuckle, Rhysand beckoned Tamlin closer, his eyes gleaming with mischief and lust. Tamlin's gaze darted between you and Rhysand, before taking a tentative step forward. His heart pounded in his chest, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through his veins, he knelt between your spread legs.
As he drew near, Rhysand reached out, trailing a finger along Tamlin's jawline, tilting his head up to meet your gaze, your heated hazel eyes locking with his darkened emerald ones. "You've been such a good boy, haven't you? It's time you learned what it means to truly please a female." Rhysand murmured, his voice low and seductive. "Just two rules, hmm? You get to kiss my beloved's lips only once and you can't touch her wings. If you do, we kick you out."
Tamlin nodded eagerly, not even registering the threat in Rhysand's voice, too enchanted by you, his breath hitching as Rhysand's finger grazed his chin. The warmth of your body radiated against his bare skin, making him shiver with anticipation.
"You may kiss her now," Rhysand commanded softly, his hand sliding down to rest on Tamlin's shoulder, guiding him closer to you. Tamlin's lips parted, and he closed the distance between you, pressing his mouth against yours in a gentle, exploratory kiss.
Your tongue darted out to tease his, tasting the sweetness of the berries he's had. Tamlin moaned softly into the kiss, your hands coming to rest on his cheeks, keeping him close.
Tamlin felt Rhysand's darkness take hold of him and push him away from you, pulling Tamlin to sit before you. His darkness ran down Tamlin's spine, tracing the contours of his muscles, leaving tingles in its wake. Rhysand leaned in, whispering hotly into Tamlin's ear, "Let me show you how to worship her properly."
His other hand found your thigh, hiking your leg up over his lap as you giggled so that you straddled his thighs, opening yourself up even more to Tamlin's eager gaze. Rhysand's thumb brushed over the damp lace covering your cunt, teasing you with promises of what was to come.
"Now watch closely, Tamlin," Rhysand instructed, his voice like velvet. "This is how you attend to a gorgeous female."
Tamlin licked his lips, eyes locked onto the juncture of your thighs, watching hungrily as Rhysand teased your slit through the delicate lace. His own cock throbbed with need, straining towards you.
"So beautiful…" Tamlin breathed, reaching out hesitantly to run a fingertip along the edge of the lace covering you. His touch was feather-light, almost reverent. Rhysand hummed approvingly, rewarding Tamlin by shifting aside the scrap of fabric to reveal your slick cunt, making you gasp from the air hitting you, head resting back on Rhysand's shoulder.
"Go on then," Rhysand encouraged, guiding Tamlin's hand to cup your cunt fully. "Feel how wet she is for us." Tamlin's breath hitched at the sensation, fingers sinking into your heat.
Tamlin explored your folds with tentative fingers, marvelling at the slickness coating them. He circled your clit with the pad of his middle finger, the bundle of nerves twitching slightly under his ministrations, he tested each touch, the right ones electing a moan from your lips, the wrong one leaving you silent, sometimes glarinng.
"That's it," Rhysand praised, his voice low and husky. "Find out what makes her sing." He kissed and marked your neck and collarbone, hands stroking your wings, adding delicious friction alongside Tamlin's explorations. You squirmed between them, desperate for more contact, more pressure, more everything.
Tamlin looked up at you through hooded eyes, pupils blown wide with desire. "Like this?" he asked, his thumb gently rubbed over your swollen clit, teasing circles that had your hips bucking into his touch. A whimper escaped your throat, hips bucking involuntarily into his touch. "Yes," you gasped, tangling your fingers in his golden hair. "Don't stop."
"You want to taste her?" Rhysand asked curiously, watching his hungry gaze set on your cunt, how desperate he looked.
Tamlin nodded fervently, his eyes burning with lust as they flickered down to your dripping core. With a nod from Rhysand as permission, he dipped his head, long tongue extending to lap at your entrance. You cried out at the sudden invasion, back arching as he delved deeper, licking over your cunt, copying the movements he had just done with this fingers that had you crying out.
Rhysand chuckled darkly, watching Tamlin devour you with unabashed hunger. "Such an eager student," He purred, encouraging him to continue his oral assault on your cunt. Tamlin obliged, slurping and sucking at your clit, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core.
You writhed between them, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of Rhysand's biting kisses and Tamlin's talented tongue. Your fingers tightened in Tamlin's hair, scratching his head gently, holding him close as he worked you towards climax. "Oh-" You cried out, your release coating his lips and chin, a high ringing in your ears.
Rhysand disappeared from behind you, letting you land on the ground, legs locking around Tamlin's head to keep his face buried in your cunt as Rhysand appeared behind him, gripping his ass, delivering a loud spank, making him shudder from the impact.
Tamlin yelped at the sharp sting of Rhysand's palm connecting with his ass, the sound muffled by your cunt still pressed against his face. But rather than pull away, he moaned loudly, thrusting his tongue deeper into your heat, lapping greedily at your juices.
The combination of pain and pleasure seemed to heighten his arousal, your feet pressed flat againt his back, making him arch as Rhysand dilivered another few spanks to his ass, Tamlin's cock twitching againt his stomach. Rhysand's grip on his ass tightened, kneading the flesh possessively as he leaned in to whisper in Tamlin's ear, "Are you ready to be taken?"
Tamlin whined and nodded frantically, Rhysand gave his ass another firm smack, making him jerk and moan louder into your cunt. You watched the whole thing with a smile, letting out litle gasps as Tamlin didn't stop licking you, locking him in by your legs as Rhysand spread a cool liquid over his ass, fingers probing at his ass.
Rhysand pushed two fingers past Tamlin's tight ring, crooking them to find that sensitive spot inside. Tamlin's back arched, a guttural moan vibrating against your cunt as he fucked himself back onto Rhysand's invading digits.
"Yes, yes!" Tamlin begged, grinding his face harder against your cunt, his nose bumping your clit with every thrust of his tongue. The lewd sounds of Rhysand's fingers plunging into Tamlin's ass mingled with Tamlin's slurping and your own panting breaths, creating a filthy symphony.
With a wicked grin, Rhysand added a third finger, stretching Tamlin wider. "Look at you, taking it so well," He praised, pumping his fingers faster, curling them to hit that sweet spot within him. Rhysand pulled his fingers free from Tamlin's stretched hole with a wet pop, leaving the young male gasping and trembling. The Night Heir's eyes gleamed with predatory intent as he turned his attention to you, a smirk playing on his lips.
"It's time we claim our prize," Rhysand declared, his voice dripping with seduction. He gripped Tamlin's hair, lifting him effortlessly, making him gaze up at you with hazy, lust-filled eyes, his lips and mouth covered in your release. "I think you here deserves a front-row seat to witness his deflowering."
Rhysand pushed him up towards you, burying his face in your breasts, the engorged tip of his cock nudging against your entrance. Tamlin's chest heaved, his hands shaking as he reached up to grasp your thighs, guiding himself onto your cunt. His eyes rolled back in bliss, mouth falling open as he pressed in without a thought, bottoming out inside you.
Rhysand pressed himself into the male, pushing his thick cock into his ass, making him cry out in pleasure-pain. Tamlin's body convulsed, his hands digging into your thighs as he braced himself for the stretch. Slowly, inch by inch, Rhysand sank into Tamlin, filling him completely.
"Oh gods…" Tamlin whimpered, his voice breaking with each new sensation. You could see the way his body shook, the way his muscles flexed under your gaze. It was clear that he was being thoroughly claimed by both of you, his ass filled and stretched beyond anything he'd ever experienced, his cock getting squeezed by your cunt.
Rhysand held still for a moment, allowing Tamlin to acclimate to the intrusion. You peppered kisses along Tamlin's neck, coaxing him to relax into the fullness. "Breathe, Tam," You murmured encouragingly, cunt squeezing around his cock. "Relax and let him in."
As Tamlin did as instructed, Rhysand began to move, rolling his hips in slow, deep strokes. The sensation of Rhysand's thick cock dragging over his inner walls drew choked moans from Tamlin's throat, spurring him to match Rhysand's pace as he pistoned into you. His thrusts grew steadier as he found his rhythm, grinding his pelvis against yours in search of more friction.
You groaned with his thrusts, "Hmm, how does it feel, sweetie?" You purred
"I-I've never felt anything like this," Tamlin confessed, his voice hitching with each thrust. He clenched around Rhysand's invading cock, his body instinctively trying to milk the Night Heir's length as it tried to match his pace inside you.
He turned his head to look at you, lust-filled eyes meeting yours as he spoke. "It feels... So fucking good." A low moan escaped his lips as he pushed himself further into your embrace, grinding his hips against yours, seeking that extra bit of stimulation. The three of you moved together, Tamlin pressed between you and your mate as you kissed Rhysand, his tongue invading your mouth, tasting you.
Tamlin's body tensed, a strangled cry tearing from his throat as his orgasm crashed over him. His hips jerked erratically, driving himself as deep as possible inside you as he spilled his seed, painting your insides white with his essence, the feeling triggered your own, head falling back as your orgasm took over. Your own pleasure peaked, sending you hurtling over the edge. Your inner walls clamped down on Tamlin's pulsating cock, milking him for every drop as you rode out the intense waves of your orgasm.
"That's it, give my love everything," Rhysand growled, one hand sliding around to wrap around Tamlin's throat, applying just enough pressure to make the younger male's eyes roll back in ecstasy. He continued to pound into Tamlin. Tamlin collapsed against your chest once his orgasm subsided, gasping for air as aftershocks wracked through his spent body from Rhysand's thrusts.
As Rhysand's thrusts intensified, you could see his climax building from the look on his face. With a final, powerful stroke, he buried himself to the hilt and let out a primal roar, opposed to the groans that left Tamlin's throat, his hot cum flooding the male wave after wave.
Together, you trembled in the aftermath, bodies slick with sweat, chests heaving with ragged breaths. Tamlin lay limp between you, a satisfied smile on his flushed face, his spent cock still nestled in your warmth.
"Did you have fun, baby?" You smiled, storing Tamlin's sweaty hair, his eyes closed in a blissful moment, as both you and Rhysand pulled out, Rhysand cleaning you with a wave of his hand, dropping beside you to cuddle
Tamlin's eyelids fluttered open, his gaze focusing on you with a dazed adoration. "Mmm, I had the best night of my life," he whispered, leaning into your touch. His eyes drifted shut again, a contented sigh escaping his lips as he savored the gentle stroking of your fingers through his hair.
Rhysand pulled you in, a smug grin on his face as he surveyed the aftermath of their passionate encounter.
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