“Yeah,” Molly grinned back. “Impress us.”
“Uunnh,” was all Onyx had to say about it. Without Molly to attend, she found less and less reason not to focus on his delicious penetration. Her lover had already taken care of anything else she wanted to communicate, anyway.
His thrusts built in intensity and in tempo, slowly at first but working his partner up to a needful frenzy. Molly watched as the two gave up all pretense of romance or tenderness and just fucked. Her hand eventually snaked down toward her well-pleased sex, unable to resist stimulating herself just a little to go along with the show right on top of her.
Onyx felt like she might lose all control. It scared and thrilled her to be taken like this. He was a good guy, and would never once hurt her, but she liked this so much… “Molly?” she gasped.
Her lover squirmed and scooted downward. Alex hooked his hands around his partner’s shoulders to lift her up and make room. It interrupted his rhythm, but Onyx still felt him deep within and felt all the more intimate for letting him control her body like this. When he lowered her down again, she found herself laying against a familiar, welcoming body.
Then that cock picked up the pace again, threatening to consume every bit of her attention. “Molly?”
She felt a light embrace that still allowed her body to move in reaction to her other partner. She felt a kiss against her cheek. “Wrong name, lover,” Molly hissed. Onyx whimpered out a protest, but Molly shushed her. “We’re both here for you. You can say it.”
“Unh,” Onyx grunted repeatedly. She felt her body build to a great climax. He didn’t let up.
He never let up. He wanted her. Adored her. Wanted to trust her with everything and keep her and her secrets safe. Wanted to make her happy. Just like Molly.
“Alex,” she shuddered as the first spasms rippled through her. She felt Molly kiss her again in approval. Felt him relentlessly pushing her to greater pleasure. “Oh, god, Alex, yes!”
Her orgasm stretched out long enough to bring him into his. Onyx felt her body release tension and stress, felt relief and pleasure wash over her as Alex kept pounding and Molly kept approving. She felt his release within her and shuddered in delight, knowing Molly experienced the same thing tonight.
She felt loved.
He didn’t pull out as they settled down, merely holding himself upright on his knees as Molly soothed her. Onyx felt a couple of tears run down her cheeks, which Molly kissed away as she always did. She looked up over her shoulder and let out a nervous laugh, but knew Alex would only smile and comfort her.
He did.
They lay together with Onyx in the middle and the others close enough to reach over her and touch. There was a good deal of that as they cooled down. Onyx felt Alex up against her leg and grinned. “I’m not sure I can do anymore with that tonight if it gets hard again,” she exhaled.
“Yeah, I might be done, too,” nodded Molly. “You gonna be okay?”
“It’s a curse,” he smiled, plainly not regretting anything. “I’ll be fine. Just don’t tease me unless you’re actually up for more. I’m kind of easy and you’re both naked and incredible.”
“Mm. Should we put on clothes?” asked Onyx, happy to be in the middle.
“Please don’t.”
“Hah! Okay.” She let herself just soak in the moment, but eventually opened her eyes up to Molly’s.
“Hey,” Molly said, “would you mind hopping in the shower?”
Alex blinked. “Oh, wow, do I-?“
“No, no,” Onyx interrupted. “We need to talk about you behind your back.”
He just laughed. “Okay. I can do that.” He hefted himself out of bed, staggered out and closed the door behind him.
The two women stared at one another in the candle-lit room. They kissed with tenderness and passion, and then stared again.
“We’re okay,” Onyx declared quietly.
“Yeah. We are. Maybe better than ever.”
“Thank you for this.”
“Hey, I wanted it, too,” Molly shrugged. “Remember?”
Onyx grinned. “Glad you aren’t disappointed.”
Molly’s eyes widened and she let out a heavy breath along with a shake of her head. “Hell, no. But listen, Onyx, you’ve never been with a guy before Alex. I’m sure you already know this, but he’s-“
She stopped as she heard a warning knock at the door. Alex came in with a tall glass of water and towels from their closet. “Thought you might want these,” he smiled, setting the towels down at the foot of the bed and the handing the water to Onyx. Without another word, he left and closed the door again.
Stunned, Molly turned her attention back to Onyx. “Okay, that dude is not normal.”
“That was sweet!” Onyx protested, quietly so Alex wouldn’t hear. “I’ve brought you a towel or water after sex before.”
“I know! That’s what I’m saying.” She helped herself to a gulp of water and then put the glass on their nightstand. “I get why you’re so hung up on him, though.”
“You like him, too.”
“Yeah, I do, but…” Molly let out a sigh as she stared at the ceiling. “So I like him. I’m down with this. I just don’t like him as much as you like him, and I don’t want that to be an issue.”
Onyx shifted on the bed to curl up against Molly’s side. “I don’t like him as much as I like you.”
“Not an issue, love. I know. I just want you to know where I’m at with him and with you and him being a thing.”
“We don’t have to be,” Onyx offered.
Molly shook her head. “You totally do. And I’m not saying I’m not interested, either, because I am. Now more than ever. We’re just on different levels. Nothing wrong with that, right?”
Onyx nodded against her. She let her thoughts unfold. “So… we’re both interested?” she grinned.
“Yeah,” admitted Molly, pretending to be much more chagrined than she actually was. “Yeah, I guess I’m not ready to totally write off all guys after all. But look: we don’t need to put a label on this, right? We don’t need to arrange for regular visitation rights or anything goofy like that?”
“No labels,” Onyx agreed with a shake of her head. “We just stay open to this. Just call it ‘serious friends’ and go wherever it takes us.”
Molly held her grin back, but only for a moment. “You know I’m gonna fuck him a lot, right?” she taunted. “Probably even when you’re not around?”
“Oh noes,” Onyx sighed.
“Maybe his girlfriend, too, if I get another crack at her.”
The other witch patted the redhead’s chest. “You mean if she takes another crack at you.”
“Semantics.” She moved over to face her partner. “And this is gonna make me seriously mushy about you for a good long while.”
When Alex returned to the bedroom door, he listened for conversation, heard nothing and knocked softly. Hearing a murmured “Come in,” he opened the door and poked his head inside. Molly and Onyx lay on the bed, still on top of the sheets and still wonderfully naked, wrapped in one another’s arms.
“Am I interrupting anything?” he asked, reading some obvious signals in their body language. “If you need more time, I can crash out on the couch…?”
“No,” said Onyx. She and Molly released one another, with both shifting back on the bed to make room between them. Onyx beckoned to him with a single finger. “C’mere.”
Chapter Twelve: Cuffed and Stuffed
Molly grabbed him by the collar and jerked him close, claiming a kiss before she turned and headed into her next class. Her rough assertiveness didn’t bother him one bit. Their lips soon parted, and then she pushed him back again, somewhat more gently than she had drawn him in.
“I expect a flirty text message once in a while,” she warned, and then turned to give Onyx a brief and tender hug. A passerby wouldn’t have noticed their kiss. Alex saw it, though, brief as it was.