Ford nearly swallowed him whole with a hard kiss that had Lucky whining, the scent of his slick permeating the room.His eyes found Chase’s without error while he sucked on Lucky’s tongue, tormenting him.
Chase slid off the bed to remove the last of his clothes.Lucky’s towel was whipped off and tossed aside within seconds of Chase undoing his jeans.By the time he returned to the bed, Lucky was flat on his back, with Ford draped across him.
“Thank the Gods you stopped filming.”Chase nipped at Ford’s neck and hummed when he was kissed hard.He enjoyed a long, lazy taste of his tongue before he broke away to look down and find Lucky biting his thumbnail.
Lying alongside his omega, he turned Lucky for a kiss.Frowning over the angle, Chase broke the kiss and mouthed at Lucky’s neck.He lingered over Lucky’s pulse, working down to his nipple, the ridges of his abdomen and his obliques.
Chase alternated between licks, kisses and nips until Lucky whined and gripped his hair in a tight fist, squirming beneath their dual attention.Lucky murmured and tightened his grip on Chase’s hair, while Ford’s hand tugged more and more noises from his lips.
The more worked-up Lucky got, the more slick built and the louder Lucky became.The longer it went on, the more Chase was grateful for the forethought of leaving the balcony doors open, for air.
The sound of Ford sucking the cum from their omega was one of the hottest experiences of his life.He had first-hand experience of how expertly Ford sucked cock and how skilled his hands were, but watching him wring every ounce of pleasure from Lucky was a unique pleasure.
Though Lucky came from Ford’s attentions, it was the only orgasm he’d had since they’d climbed into bed.For an omega about to go into heat, it was his folds that counted, and until they quivered with an orgasm and flooded with slick, they weren’t ending this any time soon.An omega could orgasm from cock stimulation maybe once in a half hour, but the intense pleasure came from their folds, which were multi-orgasmic.
He smiled when Ford murmured to Lucky, stroking his thumb over the head of his cock, and thanking the Gods for the beauty of omega nature.
* * * *
Time flew as the day wore on.
They spent two hours in bed before they needed a break, stopping to pick at the buffet of fruits, crackers, cheese and sandwiches the staff had discreetly delivered while they were unpacking.From now on, they’d knock and leave a similar buffet every morning and afternoon, never moving beyond the massive double doors leading into the living area.A small sitting room was their only access to the apartment.
After lounging on the bed and eating, Ford got his phone out to film another segment for Pip.Sitting on the bed, wearing one of Ford’s shirts with only two buttons fastened, Lucky read from his book, turned to show the camera.Ford promised he’d reverse it before he sent the video to Pip, to let him read along.
“That’s it for volume one.”Lucky closed the comic book and set it aside.“I’ll read you volume two next time.Sleep well, sweetheart.We’ll see you soon.”He blew a kiss and waved until Ford dropped the phone and leaned in to kiss him.
“That was the most adorable shit I’ve ever seen.”
Chase couldn’t take his eyes off them, from where he sat by the open doors, relaxed in an armchair to let the smoke of his cigarette drift on the wind.
Ford lifted his phone again.“Let’s do one for Chase.”
Lucky shook his head, already blushing.
“Aw, come on,” he goaded, smirking at Chase.“Whadya fancy?Some hot hand action?”
The idea was interesting, and he couldn’t resist lifting his feet onto the edge of the bed.“Why don’t you braid your hair for me?”
Ford hummed and slid back to sit by Chase’s feet.“Go ahead.Give him something sweet to hold onta, while we’re shacked up and he’s alone in his flat.”He dropped a hand to Chase’s ankle and rubbed consolingly.
It was true, but it couldn’t be helped.He owned the building and hadn’t found a manager to set up as a permanent resident.Until then, Chase had to stay on the property or the looters and squatters would have it destroyed in weeks.Grant or Neko would be a good option—both were smart and responsible, able to handle the duties, but Chase was worried that asking would be taking advantage of their friendship.
Lucky lifted his paddle brush from the bedside table, the same one Chase had used on his hair hours ago.Shy and nervous, a blush flamed on his cheeks, darker as it led beneath the shirt, as Lucky lifted the brush.
He methodically brushed his hair over one shoulder, dipping his head to the side as he brushed in long, sleek strokes.In that moment Chase knew why Ford had moved to sit so far away.He’d put the camera level with Chase’s head, so that when Lucky looked at Chase, he was staring at the camera.It might not be X-rated, but it was fast becoming his number one porn.
Chase took another drag of his cigarette and watched Lucky brush his hair.Once he’d brushed a couple of dozen times, Lucky straightened his posture and removed a hair tie from the handle of the brush.
With well-practised fingers, he gathered his hair over his shoulders.Fingers flexed until the tie slid around his knuckles and fell over his wrist, like a bracelet.The two buttons of the shirt were undone and an elegant shrug had the fabric sliding off his shoulders, catching on his elbows.
Ford focused on Lucky like his life depended on keeping him in sight.
Other than the shirt, they were all naked, more comfortable around one another since the bonding.Clothes were not only unnecessary, but irrelevant.
Folding his legs into the lotus position, Lucky lifted both hands, gathering his hair into a makeshift ponytail.Then he tipped his head forward and shook his fingers through it, tossing his head back in the sexiest flourish he’d ever seen from the normally pristine, well-put-together omega.
Chase bit his bottom lip and stubbed his cigarette out on the ashtray, or he might choke on it.Then he dropped a hand to his dick, already twitching with renewed interest, and gave it a long, slow stroke to take the edge off.By the time Lucky was done, Ford was breathing hard, and Chase’s dick was leaking pre-cum over his fingers.
