She tests the lights, the bulbs glowing softly as she tugs, a breathy laugh escaping her lips.
"Kinky. You boys come prepared, or is this just lucky improvisation? Because if you’re trying to scare me, it is not working, it is turning me on."
Green watches from the side, his reindeer mask pushed back now, his emerald eyes dark with a mix of desire and something softer, more protective.
"Not luck," he says quietly, his voice steady. "We knew we would find you. Knew you would need this as much as we do. You are not alone in this game, Blue."
She turns her head to look his way, mouth open in denial. But when she sees his full face for the first time, she gasps, “W-what are you doing? Put your fucking mask back on!”
I land one more smack for good measure, rubbing the heat into her skin, my fingers dipping inside her panties to tease her entrance, feeling her clench around the tip of my finger.
"Nope, no more masks, baby. Admit it, Blue," I demand, my breath hot against her ear. "You’ve been thinking about us since Halloween. Dreaming about how we made you come, how we filled you up. That’s why you’re so wet for us right now, isn’t it?"
She bites her lip, her body trembling under my touch, but her voice is still laced with the attitude we love. "Maybe I have,"she admits, pushing back against my fingers, seeking more." But that does not mean I want a repeat. You’re just a memory… one that gets me off in the shower sometimes."
"Liar," I growl, ripping her panties to the side and thrusting two fingers deep inside her, curling them to hit that spot that makes her cry out. She bucks against my hand, her moans filling the room. Red lifts her head up from the counter and brushes a thumb over her pouty bottom lip before he moves to kneel in front of her, his face level with her pussy, his tongue darting out to lick her clit through the lace. The combination of his tongue on her clit while I pump my fingers into her from behind has her writhing, her bound wrists straining against the lights, the bulbs flickering with her movements.
"Take it, baby," I command, pumping my fingers slower now, drawing it out, making her feel every inch. "This is just the start. We’re going to remind you who you belong to."
Her body tenses, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She comes hard, her screams echoing off the walls, her juices coating my fingers as she clenches around me. I pull back slowly, savoring the way she shudders, and Red stands, licking his lips with a satisfied smirk.
"Delicious as ever, Blue," he says, his voice husky. "But that’s just warming you up."
We step away, giving her a moment to catch her breath, her body slumping against the counter, wrists still bound in the twinkling lights. Skipper, who has been watching from her basket, lets out a small whine, covering her eyes with a paw as if she can’t bear to see more, then circles around in her basket to turn her back to us, snuggling down with a huff.
Blue laughs softly at the sight, the sound breathy and spent. "Even the dog's had enough of you three."
I untie her wrists, rubbing the marks gently, pulling her up to face me.
"We aren’t done, Blue. But let's talk first. Sit."
I guide her to the couch, her legs shaky, and she sinks down, pulling her dress back into place with a defiant tug. Red sits beside her, his hand on her knee.
"Like we said, we’re not just here for payback, Blue. We want you with us to team up. You’re a hell of a con artist. We saw that on Halloween and then again tonight. We could be unstoppable together."
She eyes us warily, her chest still heaving. "Team up? You three couldn’t even spot my con when you crashed my gig. You were lucky I didn’t give you away to that cop."
Green sits on her other side, his hand gentle on her shoulder.
"We were hiding from the heat after our job and picked your place at random. There was no reason for us to suspect you were running a job. But that night? It wasn’t luck. It was fate. You felt it too, the connection, the way we fit. Don’t deny it."
I sit on the coffee table in front of her, my eyes locked on hers so she’s surrounded on all sides.
"You stole from us and left us drugged but you didn’t hurt us when you could have, didn’t gives up when the cop came to the door. Why?"
She shrugs, the movement making her dress slip slightly, revealing more skin.
"You were fun and not total assholes. I meant what I said that night. I didn’t care about your little heist.” She grins a sneaky little smile. “Except for the extra bonus you handed to me. That doesn’t mean I’m at all interested in teaming up. I work alone. It is safer that way, no one to let me down, no one to lose."
I lean in, my voice rough. "Safer is boring, Blue. We’d be better together. Admit it, you need us as much as we need you."
She bites her lip, her eyes flickering with what I think is panic, but then the attitude returns to cover it all up.
"Need you? As if.” She scoffs and shakes her head with an exasperated expression. “Listen, you’re sexually attracted to me, of course. You want to fuck again? Great let’s fuck the night away but don’t try and make this something it’s not.” A small smile pulls at those pretty red lips and she flutters her lashes at us. “But if you’re so sure, convince me. Show me what I’ve been missing, what I can look forward to if I said yes."
Blue
What the fuck? Like seriously, what the actual fuck? I thought this was about a little payback for what I did to them but they want…more? More with me? My head’s still reeling from the quick and brutal orgasm they just gave to me.
