**For miss @emeraldjade long awaited. Excuse any mistakes. It's possible I wrote some of this drunk. Don't judge me.** In the cold, harsh light of day, much as I wanted to stay pissed, part of me was touched. He went to someone he hated body and soul to try and get me back. Shit how the fuck is a girl meant to just ignore that? "You should have fucked him, just to teach that lanky shit a lesson." "Not really fair to Lau is it? Also Larry got thick, you can't call him lanky no more." "He was lanky when I met him. In my head he stay lanky." I smirked at her, "His dick thick though." Rio slammed her hands over her ears and groaned at me, "Gross. I do not need to hear about his dick today." "Only today?" "Well yea," she took her hands down and gave me a wicked grin, "Your sexcapades give me motivation to do better." I couldn't help but laugh, "Try get on my level bitch." Her face got serious suddenly, "What you gonna do dude?" I sighed and pushed my hair from my face. "Honestly. I don't know. In a weird way," I paused, I knew this would get me cussed out, "I kinda wanna forgive him now." On cue Rio's face screwed up to unleash some harsh words at me, I quickly cut her off. "Dude! If Tony went to a man he truly hated and asked him to talk to you for him. How could you not be touched by that?" She grunted at me, "You crazy you know that right?" "Well yea. I'm out here in a relationship with twins. Nobody would call me sane." She reached out and touched my shoulder gently, "And the boy?" I stilled, I almost forgot about his son. "Is it bad that I resent a child that's done nothing to me?" "It's messed up. But also understandable dude. You can't resent his mother, he's the only connection to what Larry did." I stared off into the distance, "He'll never be mine." "I don't think anyone would expect you to feel that way. But he needs a female influence in his life. All boys do. You don't want him growing up to be a fuck boy." She stopped there, but I could tell she wanted to add "like his daddy." I had a lot to think about, but at the end of the day Larry was my husband, and I wouldn't just walk away from that. Rio's phone rang loudly from her bag. I raised an eyebrow as the lyrics to sex you filled the room. She grinned at me, "That's my baby daddy." I rolled my eyes and she yanked her phone free and answered it. "He's your husband now." She stuck her tongue out at me, "Hey babe. What's up?" I vaguely heard Tony's voice rumble down the phone and sighed, yes I'm married and yes he's my friends man. But his voice is pure sex, that southern accent and the panty dropping bass were a deadly combination. I've seen him literally talk Rio into bed. Couple whispers in her ear and she's putty in his hands. "They're what?!" Her shout brought my attention back into the room, "Tony, don't play. Hold on putting you on speaker." I was instantly suspicious, the boys had done something messed up, I could feel it. "Hey Aya." "Hi Tony. What are they doing?" "Flying by now I'm sure." I slow blinked, "Flying because you threw them out a window?" He laughed, "Nah, they coming to Mexico to get you. You got them twisted." I snorted at that, "When did they leave?" "Some time last night I guess. They mama came by to walk Milan to school this morning. Said they gone looking for you. Thought I'd give a heads up so you can prepare a beat down." His amusement was evident in his tone, "Thank you Tony." "I'll call you back baby." Rio spoke up her eyes not leaving my face, "Sure babe. Kick ass." We sat for a second while I tried to work out if I was vex or not. "So. What you gone do?" "Who knows?" I stood and stretched, "But I do know I'm dressing for the occasion." ***** Lau was pissed. I've never seen him so angry. He hasn't spoken a word to me since we left home. The last time he was this pissed with me we were kids, I had brunt a hole in his best sneakers. We didn't talk for days. This felt like that, the cold wash of anger pushing at the edge of my senses. I sighed and leant my head on the window of our plane. Watching clouds pass by below. We would land soon and I would have to do some fast talking to get Aya back. Or I would lose my whole family. The sweat rolling down my back had nothing to do with the heat. A text had come through from Tony when we landed, and it had made me nervous. I scanned it again as our taxi drove off leaving us outside Aya's hotel. "I told on y'all. Don't hate me, figured it would be better if she was warned." Laurent had got the same text and he had sworn when he read it. His eyes met mine and he sighed, "He right. But I'm gone kick his ass." I nodded, sliding my phone back into my pocket and glancing up at the hotel front. "Come on." Lau gently bumped me with his shoulder and we walked inside together. The woman behind reception greeted us with a dazzling display of straight white teeth. "Good afternoon, Larry and Laurent?" We exchanged confused looks and nodded, her smile somehow got wider. "Welcome. Your wife is expecting you." She slid a key card over the desk to us, "Enjoy your stay." She gestured to the bank of elevators, "Use the key to get to the penthouse suite." My eyebrows rose at that, penthouse? That wasn't like Aya. I shot Lau a look and he shrugged, grabbing the key and nodding his head to the receptionist. The ride up was short and tense. I struggled to breath, short sharp gasps forcing their way past my lips as I watched the numbers light up as we passed each floor by. The door slid open straight into the suite. And the music blaring from hidden speakers had an instant effect on me. I grunted as I was gut punched by lust, beside me Lau did the same, swaying on his feet. His wide eyes met my own, "Shit." ***** I waved Rio off, slightly distracted my by reflection. Frowning I turned to take in my side view, with a sharp nod I spun away, satisfied with the sex siren image Rio and I had created. "You look sexy dude." I jumped, Rio's head was still inside the bedroom door, giving me a wicked grin. "They gone be eating out your hands." I smoothed down my leather look bandage dress, "They have better things to eat." She wriggled her eyebrows at me, "Knock 'em dead girl." Music pulsed through the room, and the entire suite. Since I had upgraded rooms, I had my seduction playlist on repeat. It got me in the mood, and once they got here it would get them in the mood too. I sat down to pull on my pumps. Dominatrix shoes, I grinned as I lifted up my foot and turned my ankle to admire the black leather cage shoes. The 5 inch spike heel giving me some much needed height, if I wanted to kick ass, it would be in these bad boys. I stood and struck a power pose in the mirror, just as Rio's voice drifted back into the bed room. "Y'all in for hell. I hope you know that." I smirked to myself, gave myself a little pep talk in the mirror and strutted out to meet my audience. ******* Tension rolled off the brothers, sweat beaded in their hairlines and collected on their backs. Lau reached out to Larry, his fingers brushing Larry's clenched fist. A small show of solidarity that had Larry relaxing slightly, whatever their wife had planned, at least he knew his brother had his back. Rio had dropped a bomb on them and sashayed from the room, the elevator pinging as the doors slid open, the sound lost in the driving bass of the music. A sound that wasn't lost, it cracked through the music like gunshots, was the sound of heels on the marble floors. Both men tenses, eyes glued to the door that Rio has come through minutes before. Aya paused behind the door leading to the foyer. She took a deep studying breath, pulled her shoulders back and let her face take on a fierce expression. Her lip curled up in a slight sneer as she threw both doors open and fisted her hands on her hips. The reaction was instant and gratifying. Lau hissed and Larry's knees seemed to buckle beneath him. He was grabbed around the elbow by his brother before he made a fool of himself. They both looked at each other wide eyed before turning nervously towards their wife, this would either turn into the best day of their life. Or the worst. "Boys." Aya smiled coyly at them from behind the fall of locs hiding one side of her face. She licked lips sticky with gloss, "I take it you missed me. Since you came all this way without telling me?" Larry swallowed, "Yes." His voice was rough, "Miss so bad." She smirked at him, when he was flustered he reverted back to the broken English he used when they first met, "Aren't you sweet." She flicked her hair behind her shoulder and walked towards them. Even her heels didn't even bring her close to their height, but she went up on her toes and pressed her lips to Laurent's cheek and then Larry's. "Have you been a good boy?" She whispered to him. He fisted his hands by his side, desperate to grab her hips and pulled her flush to the straining erection she had caused. But he didn't know if his touch would be welcome. Her hands slid up his chest, coming round his neck and pulling herself is closer. He grunted as her breasts pushed into his chest and her hips brushed against his. "I try." She leaned back and pouted at him, "You only tried?" Throwing caution to the wind he lifted his hand and brushed her jaw with one finger. She didn't move away, but she did tense, fighting back hurt, he let his hand drop. "Is all I can do. I try. I try to be good husband, good father." His eyes dropped, "I let us down so much. I try for the rest of our lives to be good for you." She studied his face for a long moment before a slight nod dipped her head and she pulled back from him. Laurent watched the whole exchange fascinated, where was she going with this? After all these years together he never forgot that their tinker-bell could be damn dangerous when she tried. His eyes ran down her frame, encased in that dress and he shifted his dick inside his pants. She was sure as hell trying now. "When a good boy is naughty, what happens to him Larry?" She moved from him into Laurent's arms and tilted her head back for a kiss. Quick to obey her silent command Laurent dipped his head and brushed his lips against hers. "They." Larry paused as his brother pulled Aya close and let his lips slide down her jaw to her neck, his teeth flashing as he bit her, she moaned and shuddered in his hold, he swallowed, "They, get punished." Her head fell to the side allowing Laurent better access, he hummed his approval, rising up to suck the sensitive spot below her ear. She ground against him, her pants filing the air, still the music throbbed through the room, pushing them all to a higher level of arousal. "Have you been naughty Larry?" The question hit him hard. He had. He'd hurt her again, cut so deep that she had run this time, but she was giving him a chance. More then any other woman would give. He dropped to his knees, head bowed. "Yes." His voice was barely a whisper but she heard him. Her breathing was shaky when she pushed Lau away, her legs in the same condition. But she managed to step in front of Larry and run her hands through his twists. Gripping handfuls she yanked his head back, "Then will you take your punishment?" She was speaking firmly, but her hands shook and her eyes betrayed the uncertainty she felt. His heart squeezed, "Yes." She loosened her grip on his hair and tension flowed from her, she hadn't gone too far. "Come." Inside the bedroom she directed Lau to lie on the bed and Larry to pull up the armchair to the end of the bed. Laurent kicked off his shoes and Larry pulled the chair into position. Once both in place they watched her waiting for her next command. She squared her shoulders, still unsure that this was the best route to take. Sure when talking to Rio it sounded great, but now, actually doing it. She wasn't so sure. Laurent held his hand out to her, "Baby?" She struggled to shake off her fears as she placed her hand in his, with his help she climbed on the bed, making sure to arch her back as she crawled to the centre. Larry groaned and reached out to cup her ass, "No." Her voice snapped through the room, drawing him up short. "You can only watch until I say. No touching me or yourself." He shook slightly as he nodded, he was already close to the edge, he might come in his pants regardless of if he was allowed to touch himself or not. She waited for a second before turning to Laurent with a soft smile, he watched her through hooded lids, lips slightly parted, his jeans pushed up at the crotch by his erection. "I've missed you." "Miss you too baby." She continued her slow crawl to him, straddling his hips. His hands came up to her waist, pulled her down and making her grind against him. The lace of her panties was soaked through, she would leave a wet patch on his jeans, but neither of them cared. "Take off my dress." His eyes lit up and he reached behind her to pull down the zip. Since her back was to him Larry was able to see every inch that was slowly exposed. His mouth went dry as Laurent pulled down the straps of the dress, revealing the sky blue lace of her bra. Laurent nipped at her jaw and ran his lips up to his ear. "Are you in charge baby?" "Not of you." He grabbed her chin, "You control him, but I control you. Yes?" She nodded, his fingers left indents in her cheek. "Good. Have him take off you shoes." Larry listened to them talk with a slight sense of dread, for years Lau had talked about dominating Aya, looks like at least he would get his chance to. Aya turned and sat between Laurent's legs. Lifting her foot to Larry she twisted her ankle. "Take it off." Reaching forward he unzipped her shoe and gently eased it off, he watched her as he did the other. She smirked at him, "Rub my feet." Laurent clicked his tongue at her, "No. We don't have time for that." She frowned at him but pulled her feet back and began to turn. He stopped her and urged her to stand with her back to him. He gripped the dress and yanked it roughly down, holding it so she could step out. Throwing it aside he pulled her back down, her back cradled on his chest, her legs falling open outside his. The lace of her panties has moulded to her lips, darkened by her juices. Larry swallowed his eyes glued to her. Laurent brushed the tip of his nose along her ear. "He wants you." His hand began a slow glide up her stomach. Her muscles clenched and jumped, "Look at him." Her nipples beaded, pushing at the this lace of her bra, "He can't take his eyes off you." He tweaked her right nipple, his left hand trailing down to play with the edge of her panties. A pained whimper left her and she rocked her hips, she started to pull her legs together. An instinctive move to relieve the pressure building, but he stopped her, trapping her feet under his legs. "No, let him look." He yanked one side of her bra cup down, then the other, exposing her nipple to the cool air. His lips pressed to her neck, his teeth scraping gently. Larry leant forward in his chair as his brothers fingers dipped below the waistband of Aya's panties, grazing her clit and making her hips strain upwards for a stronger touch. He clicked his tongue at her, "Be still." He stroked her with the lightest touch, drawing a frustrated cry from her lips, "Do you doubt that he loves you like I do?" Eyes squeezing shut she shook her head, a tut sounding by her ear, fingers closed round her nipple and pulled. Her eyes flew open as she gasped, "I think you not being honest." A single finger dipped inside her, teasing her. She groaned and Larry shifted forward in his seat. "I don't know." "You don't know if he loves you?" A hard twist of her nipple and then his hand grabbed her chin forcing her head to come forward and making her eyes snap open. "Look at him." He shook her face, "How could you doubt him? His love? You are his life." She gasped as he pressed down on her clit, her eyes falling shut before opening again at a touch on her foot. Larry's. Meeting his gaze she saw a love that could never be put into words, yes he had messed up. Royally, but he wasn't perfect. And he did his best to make her happy. To be the best father he could be. And how could she deny his child that chance, how could she turn away his son? Tears filled her eyes, from pleasure or the path her thought had taken she didn't know. But she plunged head first into orgasm. Sparks igniting between her legs and behind her eyelids. Her scream was wrenched from her, an animalistic sound that filled the room, momentarily blocking out the music that still pulsed around them. Larry surged forward. Unable to hold himself and sealed his lips over hers, trapping the sound, drinking it down as his own groan vibrated his vocal cords. She clung to him, her fingers twisting in his shirt. Laurent's hand remained trapped between them, keeping up a steady pressure, pushing her through her unexpected climax. She fell limp, Larry pulling back, going to sit back down. She gave a distressed moan at the loss of him and he paused. Their eyes met, hers dazed, tears collected, sparkling on her lashes. "He wants to say sorry." Laurent pulled her hair forward. Draping it over her shoulder as he whispered in her ear, "Will you let him?" His fingers still traced a gentle pattern inside her panties. She nodded, her head lolling back to rest on his chest. "Good girl." A soft kiss was pressed to her temple, as Larry settled himself between her legs, Lau took his hand away, bringing it to his lips to suck his fingers clean before cupping her breasts. "I sorry." Larry's breath pushed across the soaked lace hiding her from him making her shudder. "Is not enough. Never enough. But I prove it to you everyday for the rest of our lives." She reached out to him, her hand tangling in his hair, "I know bub." He nuzzled her thigh, lapping up the juices that had leaked from her already, "I forgive you." Her words ended on a sigh as his nose bumped her clit, long slow licks covered her. Her hips lifted to follow his tongue, chasing the pleasure he knew how to give her. "Larry." Her voice was strained, "please." All pretence of dominating him fell aside, desperate now, she didn't care anymore about punishment. She just wanted him to make her come. His lips closed round her lip, his tongue flicking. The lace was rough, giving her a sensation just the right side of pain. In her ear Laurent murmured words of encouragement, his hands still cupping her, squeezing, tugging her nipples. Sending jolts of pleasure right to her core. Larry moaned as he pulled her panties aside, finally able to see her. Glistening and open for him. He dropped his head stiffening his tongue to flutter over her clit. Rolling her hips, she whimpered as Lau bit her ear lobe gently. "Are you going to come again for us? Is that what you want? Do you want to come on his face, Aya? Or do you want him inside you?" Her thighs trembled as Larry buried his face in her and ate her like she was his last meal. No longer slow and easy, he became a man possessed. Ruthless in a way a man could only be when he knew exactly how to please his woman. "Tell me Aya." "Yes." Lau laughed softly, "Yes what?" He stroked her side with the back of his fingers. "Want to come like this?" She shook her head frantically, "No?" Her head fell back and she swore as Larry added his fingers to the mix, her hands grabbed at him. Trying to pull him up but he wouldn't be moved, he growled into her flesh, sucking hard at her clit. "He wants you to come like this." Her stomach clenched as she felt it rising, "You come and then we fuck you." Thrashing now, legs still held open by Laurent, Aya was unable to run from it. Heart pounding, she was slightly afraid of the orgasm about to hit her. Too much, it was too much. It hit her hard, arching her off the bed, blinding her, stopping her heart. They moved her, Larry dragging her down the bed and flipping her over. She flopped onto her stomach unable to hold her held up. The twin clink of belts being undone, a rustle of fabric, hands on her back, arching her. A brush of heated flesh and then a hard thrust. He held for a moment. She pulsed around him, hot and wet and welcoming. Gritting his teeth he tried to pull back from the edge, he grunted at each pull and ripple of her around his dick. "Ok?" He shuddered as she clenched around him. Her hips rocked beneath him, her arms coming up to hold some of her weight, giving leverage for her to push back on him. Lau stroked her hair back from her face, gripping himself with the other hand. She turned towards him and opened for him, watching her suck his brother Larry began to move. Long slow strokes that rocked her hips into the bed. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for long, sliding a hand under her he found her clit and rubbed. She moaned, making Lau grunt. It had been a while since they had taken her together. Life had got in the way. Wanting this to be memorable for all of them Larry picked up speed, racing to the finish so they could start over again. This was home. She was home. And he was never leaving again. ********** It's weird having a brother and two sisters. I like it, most of the time. Eli is cool. He's teaching me how to play basketball. The girls can be a bit annoying though, it's weird having one dad when that have two. They have a mama as well. I don't anymore. I was afraid I would be sent away again. Aya didn't like me, she went away for a while. I didn't think she would come back, I though that Papa and his brother would make me leave so she would. But they went to bring her home. Uncle Lau said I can call him dad if I want to now, but it seems wrong. He's not my dad, not likes he's Eli's or Lara's or Lauren's. I want him to be. But I don't want to cause trouble, not again. "Leo, honey?" I jerk my head up at the sound of my name. Aya stands in the doorway to the kitchen, a smile on her face. "You look serious." I drop my head, "No ma'am. Just thinking." I hear her come closer, and risk a look up at her. Her smile has fallen, she reaches out to me and I almost flinch back, but remember at the last second that no one hits me here. She's really small, not that much taller then me, and so pretty. I wish she was my mama too. I bet she gives good hugs. "Don't think too hard," she brushes my forehead and smooths my hair, "Want to come get ice cream with me and Eli? The girls have gone to the studio with their dads." Yes is what I wanted to say, but I hesitated, "You don't mind?" "No honey. Come on." She holds out her hand to me and I take it. Her smile comes back, and she pulls me into a hug. "Let's get my boys some ice cream."
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