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Characters: Rosie, Vanyel, and Farraige
Summary: Rose has four years of lost time to make up for with her boyfriends.
Date(s): 11/25
Warnings/Notes: NSFW

[ Though Farraige had found her first on the beach, her recently re-acquired memories drove her homeward. Home. It was such a strange thing to think. After four years, she suddenly felt split between this world and her own. There were matters she hated to leave behind, hated to think that she was abandoning. She hated more the realization that they meant she'd have to part ways from Vanyel and Farraige eventually.

She doesn't say it. Rose only thinks it, as she takes Farraige's hand as if to tether herself to him. As if somehow it'll mean that she won't lose him from her mind again. It unnerved her, honestly, how in a blink she'd forgotten only to remember. Another thing she doesn't actually say, but will stick in the recesses of her thoughts for months to come. ] We have to see him, [ she says and knows that the water mage will know who she's talking about.

It doesn't take long. At some point, she goes back to the blond they both know better. Funny enough, this form is more abnormal these days. So much has changed. Nothing has changed. It's still bizarre. Either way, she's walking through the threshold of her Xistentia home and calls, ] Honey, I'm home!

[ She has to try and bring a little levity to the situation. Before she'd even entered, however, the dogs would have alerted Vanyel to someone approaching. Now they all swarm Rose at the door like a fuzzy hivemind with noses pressed to her and tails wagging like motors. They missed their mom and the one of their own too. ]

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[ It's such an adorable smile. She remembers telling Vanyel he was like a puppy and, well- That just proves itself to be true with his hesitant excitement. She hums happily into that kiss, then-

Oh. Looks like it's Vanyel's turn. ]

Hot, [ she can't help but say as soon as Vanyel and Farraige kiss. Sorry, boys, she doesn't want to ruin the moment but they both should know how shameless their girlfriend is. ]

[Whatever tension Farraige had felt with that first kiss just melts away at Rose's commentary, fighting to hold back a snicker when his lips met Vanyel's.]

Damn it.

[Of course his tone jovial and he's all smiles. He goes for a second kiss from Vanyel after shooting Rosie a stern but playful look. Don't make him laugh while he's trying to kiss a hot dude, that's just rude!!]

[He can't quite fight back a grin at Rose's commentary either, lips starting to curve against Farraige's as that first kiss breaks.]

Behave, you. [He tells her, mock sternly, and the hand still behind her swats playfully at her rear.] You'll get your turn soon enough.

[With that said, he turns his attention back to Farraige and meets him halfway on that second kiss, free hand coming to rest on the back of the younger man's neck as he deepens it.]

[ The woman gives a little peep at the swat, unable to stop herself from letting out a few huffs of laughter. Rose looks as innocent as she can between the both of them, shoulders rising in a playful shrug. That was kind of the goal, honestly. To help Farraige loosen up just a little!

It's also true. The blond bites her bottom lip as she watches; she was never very good at watching. It doesn't feel like her turn can come soon enough, honestly. One of her hands drifts to the part between her legs, fingers starting to skim idly against her clit. ]

[The feeling of Vanyel's warm hand against the back of his neck earns a happy little sigh out of Farraige. Where once he might've been more tense, the kiss and the additional physical contact are just making him feel all sorts of pleased and fuzzy inside.

That said, he can't help but sneak a glance at what Rosie is doing to preoccupy herself while her boys get more familiar with each other.]

[And Vanyel's pleased in turn, to feel Farraige relaxing. This is meant to be fun, after all.

When the kiss breaks he tilts his head, trailing smaller, softer kisses along that narrow jaw and the slender column of Farraige's neck, and takes the chance to peek at Rosie too.]

What do you think? [He pauses long enough to ask Farraige.] Should we give our girl a hand, or put on more of a show for her first?

[ They're so cruel, she thinks. Teasing her this way. It's not often that the shoe is on the other foot, but ugh. When it is, it's awful. No wonder she likes to be the one in the lead she practically loses all her patience when she's not. It's taking a lot of restraint not just grab the both of them and get things rolling.

Good things come to those who wait. And she knows that this will be worth the wait, but still. She wants them now. ]

I vote the first option, [ she says, voice wobbling just a little as she applies slick pressure against her clit. She's so turned on already it's ridiculous. Please, she silently seems to say with her body language. Please. ]

I dunno...

[He'll tilt his head back, making a half show, half genuine moan from Vanyel's contact.]

Do you think she's earned it?

[Right now his hands are all on Vanyel, trailing down ever so slightly to drift across his stomach. It's making him nervous, but also very excited. He had to admit, he delighted in having this kind of pull over Rosie.]

Hmm... [He lets his teeth graze the curve where Farraige's neck and shoulder meet as he thinks that over.

His stomach muscles twitch slightly under Farraige's touch, and he trails a hand down the younger man's back in turn, work-rough fingers tracing the faint dips and bumps of of his spine.]

I think so - but then, I'm always inclined to spoil her a little. [Suiting words to actions, the hand he still has behind Rose traces its way around, over her hip and down to join her hand between her legs - a visible aura of warm golden healing magic surrounding it.]

[ She's not a voyeur. Well, she is but- It's difficult. Not being an active participant is killing her, honestly. Literally, she's pretty sure. She feels like she might die if she can't touch either of them soon.

Okay, so. Maybe she's being a little dramatic. Just a little. Regardless, Vanyel's touch can't come soon enough. She lets out a sound that's half moan and half sigh of relief as his fingers find their way to the warmth pooling between her legs.

She lets him take the reins there, body tingling in all the right ways thanks to where his healing spell is centralized. ] And you wonder why I'm so impatient, [ is all she says before using her hands now to cup his face and kiss him. ]

[Recognizing the flow of magic, familiar and unfamiliar all at once, gives the young wizard a wicked idea. With the gentlest of smiles his hands leave Vanyel for a moment, letting Rose feel a ripple of his own healing magic in conjunction with Vanyel's. While it doesn't last long, it is indeed powerful.]

I believe someone said something once about too much of a good thing, hm?

[With that bit of mischief, he'll return to tracing little shapes all over Vanyel, enjoying the sensation of the other man under his hands. Not quite daring enough to touch him as he's doing to Rosie. At least, not yet.]

[Oh. Oh. His lips curve into a smile against Rose's, and as much as he always enjoys kissing her, that move of Farraige's deserves some acknowledgement. So he breaks that kiss and leans over to kiss Farraige again soundly, the hand on his neck sliding around to cup his cheek.]

We did talk a little about that, if I recall, [he murmurs when he has to pull back for air, tingling thumb idly tracing circles around Rose's clit] -the possibility of you and I both using healing magic on her at once.

[And as much as he's enjoying Farraige's hands on his skin, he wouldn't mind in the least letting Rose be the center of attention for a little while either.]

[ Did they talk about it? Honestly, Rose is having a harder time remembering what exactly was discussed. It's hard to focus on just about anything, really, once that wave of extra healing magic washes over her. She shudders from the good feelings it brings, giving a small peep of pleasure. She has to hold onto Vanyel to center herself after. For as much stamina as she usually has, the poor blond imagines she's not going to be able to last if they keep doing that.

Though that isn't to say she wasn't already planning on a couple orgasms already... or more. More is probably likely, in this case. 'Too much of a good thing' be damned. She wants it. She wants them. It's really taking everything in her not to practically pounce them herself. She knows she has to be good, however, to get exactly what she wants. Even if it's so insanely difficult the longer this goes on. ]

No time like the present to test it out, right? [ Which translates, essentially, to please. ]

I'm all for a bit of scientific experimentation, yes.

[His hands find Rose's body, teasing fingertips making their way across her stomach, to her breasts. If Vanyel's going to focus on her clit, then Farraige's magic would be well served with giving her the same experience from her nipples.

There's always something to be said to be careful what you wish for, especially with the parties involved.]

Not too much, is it?

[He watches Farraige's hands skim up over her stomach to cup her breasts, unable to help an appreciative sigh at the sight. Perhaps it shouldn't be so gratifying, watching another man touch Rose, but here he is, more than half-hard as he presses against her. Voyeurism has ever done more for him than he can put into words.

One finger slips inside her, quickly followed by another. They flex and curl within her as he kisses them both in quick succession - and keeps a careful eye on Rose to make sure she's not overwhelmed in a bad way.]

[ She's usually lucky if Vanyel can hit both of those erogenous zones with his magic alone. To have their differing healing magic working in tandem at different points is nothing short of incredible. There is definitely something to be said about being careful what you wish for. But like fuck Rose cares anymore what that human saying was trying to warn her of because she feels nothing but good and isn't about to want that to stop anytime soon. ]

It's-

[ she starts but then that finger of Vanyel's sliding up into her cuts her off as she moans. The second one that enters gets another drawn from her. Her hips give a little reflexive roll towards his hand and she kisses him back, of course. She actually has to stop herself from kissing him again, from losing herself in kissing him like she often does because there's another party to think of. ]

It's awesome.

[Being the greedy little thing that he can be, he steals a kiss from them both, watching with a certain aroused fascination as Vanyel's fingers sink into Rose's body. While his focus is on his magic, he does a little awkward shuffle to be close to the two of them, he wants Rose to know as much pleasure as possible, but there's definitely a growing desire in him as well.

Grabbing one of Rose's free hands, he gently guides her to his erection, curling her fingers around it with a soft huff and a needy look in his eyes.]

[He accepts both their kisses, returning them hungrily - and copies Farraige's move, of shuffling closer to Rose in hopes of getting a little attention paid to his own cock. He doesn't guide Rose's hand to it, but only because both of his are rather full:

As the two fingers of the one thrust in and out of Rose, his other hand skates down Farraige's back again - and if that one is all a-tingle with healing magic too... well, color him curious to see how the younger man reacts to it.]

[ She likes it, really. Rose remembers a time when Farraige would have fit the adjective of shy. Sometimes he still does, actually- In this moment, however, she's actually proud of how bold he is. She happily obliges his request for some attention; her fingers curl instinctively around his cock and stroking in a gentle, easy rhythm. It's a little dry but the pre-come leaking from his tip helps with that.

Vanyel doesn't have to guide her hand because she reaches for him anyway. She's got two perfectly good hands to use, why not have them both around dicks that are practically begging for her attention? It's really the only way to live, in Rose's opinion. She gives more sounds of approval at those fingers sliding in and out of her but she'll need something more soon. ]

I didn't take you boys for teases, but jeez. I want you guys inside me like yesterday. And I think you want in me like yesterday.

[The touch on both sides earns a rare, unrestrained sound from their partner. He initially tries to stifle it, looking a little shy and uneasy about being so openly needy. Then there's that surge of healing magic all Vanyel's own, and it earns a startled but pleasant noise out of the wizard.]

W-well, what can I say? I had good teachers.

[Of course, this only leads to his hands wandering between the two of them. After all, one good turn deserves another right?]

[He really is adorable, Vanyel can't help but think, and makes a low, pleased sound of his own at the younger mage's touch.] You're doing very well, [he agrees, stealing a quick kiss.

His hand settles for a moment on Farraige's tailbone as his fingers find Rose's g-spot. He nibbles at her earlobe, then murmurs] You're not wrong. So - how would you like us?

[ Rose likes to think she has a decent sense of taste in men. Vanyel is claim to that, of course. But Farraige's charming in his own rights. It's not just the magic kink, despite what some people might say.

It's a lot of the magic kink, sure, but not just that. She also thinks he's very cute and innocent and there's something so appealing about the idea of being the one to change that. ]

I- Ohhh. [ Excuse her, she has to moan. Those fingers are just so, so great. ] I thought I was- was gonna' be the filling of this sandwhich.

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