Dominic moved to roll out of bed when the sun rose, but Eiridan grumbled at him and Arran’s arm reached out, held Dominic where he was. Dominic leaned over to press his lips against Arran’s mouth, and then he murmured, to remind the other two why they should let him go, “I should check on the children.”
Arran didn’t release him, and Eiridan reached out, pressed against Dominic’s shoulder. "I'm going to check on them today," Eiridan said. "I'll be back, so let Arran warm you up."
Dominic blinked sleepily at both of them, but he felt the bed shift as Eiridan climbed out of it, and felt Arran's weight as he rolled above Dominic, pressed him down in another kiss. "We took the morning off," Arran said.
It had been a while since they'd done that, and Dominic smiled up at Arran, wrapped his legs around the man. "That sounds lovely." He didn't see why that meant Eiridan was the one to check on the children, though, unless maybe he'd wanted to take the opportunity on a day when he could.
Arran kissed Dominic again and then started to slowly kiss his way down Dominic's body, nibbling at his neck and biting down over the mark he'd made two nights ago. Dominic shifted his hips, feeling his prick start to harden.
Arran was most of the way down Dominic's body when Dominic heard Eiridan return. Eiridan pulled the blanket aside and kissed the back of Arran’s neck then lay to the side while Arran shifted Dominic, rolling so Arran had his back against the bed and Dominic was braced. Arran’s tongue lapped out at the tip of Dominic’s prick while Eiridan ran his fingers through Dominic’s hair, kissed his shoulder.
“I want to prepare you for Arran’s prick, so he can thrust into you and press you into me,” Eiridan murmured in Dominic’s ear.
“Yes,” Dominic moaned, as Arran took the first few inches of his prick into his mouth.
“Happy birthday darling,” Eiridan said, sliding a slicked up finger into him.
Dominic tried to shift, to try to get a look at either of his lovers’ faces. “Is it?” he asked. He’d lost track of the days again, and this one had never felt very important, back before he’d had people to celebrate it with.
Arran laughed, drew off of Dominic so he could kiss him. “Happy birthday, my love.”
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Dominic/Eiridan/Arran, 10 years later
Arran didn’t release him, and Eiridan reached out, pressed against Dominic’s shoulder. "I'm going to check on them today," Eiridan said. "I'll be back, so let Arran warm you up."
Dominic blinked sleepily at both of them, but he felt the bed shift as Eiridan climbed out of it, and felt Arran's weight as he rolled above Dominic, pressed him down in another kiss. "We took the morning off," Arran said.
It had been a while since they'd done that, and Dominic smiled up at Arran, wrapped his legs around the man. "That sounds lovely." He didn't see why that meant Eiridan was the one to check on the children, though, unless maybe he'd wanted to take the opportunity on a day when he could.
Arran kissed Dominic again and then started to slowly kiss his way down Dominic's body, nibbling at his neck and biting down over the mark he'd made two nights ago. Dominic shifted his hips, feeling his prick start to harden.
Arran was most of the way down Dominic's body when Dominic heard Eiridan return. Eiridan pulled the blanket aside and kissed the back of Arran’s neck then lay to the side while Arran shifted Dominic, rolling so Arran had his back against the bed and Dominic was braced. Arran’s tongue lapped out at the tip of Dominic’s prick while Eiridan ran his fingers through Dominic’s hair, kissed his shoulder.
“I want to prepare you for Arran’s prick, so he can thrust into you and press you into me,” Eiridan murmured in Dominic’s ear.
“Yes,” Dominic moaned, as Arran took the first few inches of his prick into his mouth.
“Happy birthday darling,” Eiridan said, sliding a slicked up finger into him.
Dominic tried to shift, to try to get a look at either of his lovers’ faces. “Is it?” he asked. He’d lost track of the days again, and this one had never felt very important, back before he’d had people to celebrate it with.
Arran laughed, drew off of Dominic so he could kiss him. “Happy birthday, my love.”