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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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[ 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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