Best get some real, clear consent before things progressed any further. “Do you like using your pussyandass?” he asked Rachel as he gave Aspen’s dick a few strokes. They whimpered,and Noah shushed them again. “And how many times do you like to come in one night?”
Rachel pursed her lips. “I don’t really like anal, and uhm…when I’m with someone I usually stop after one—and sometimes not even one. But when I’m on my own, I’ve gotten up to four?”
“Ugh, you’resoperfect,” Aspen moaned. “That means we’ll probably take turns with you.”
Oh, they would, would they? They hadn’t coordinated any of this in advance. He was happy to follow Aspen’s lead, but did they want him to go first?
“What will you do while the other person is taking their turn?” Rachel asked.
“Well, what would you like us to do?” Aspen shot back.
They turned away from Noah and crawled over to straddle Rachel’s hips. She ran her hands tentatively up their thighs before grabbing two handfuls of their ass.
“Would you sit on my face?” she asked, her voice loud and a little breathy.
Aspen threw their head back with a groan. Noah took that as his cue, and he hurried over to his desk, subtly pulling his packer out of his boxers before grabbing his harness, vibe, lube, and dildo.
“You said the magic words,” Noah said, as he walked back over to the side of the bed nearest where Rachel was sitting.
“That’s like my kryptonite, hon,” Aspen said.
Just like he’d done with Aspen, Noah put his strap on a little slower than usual so Rachel could watch. Her hands experimentally ran up and down Aspen’s butt and thighs as she watched with rapt attention. He kept his explainer much briefer than he’d made it for Aspen, which was probably for the best because Aspen only made it a few minutes before they began squirming. Finally, their patience seemed to snap, and theygently pushed her onto her back as Noah slotted the vibe into place.
He watched with growing arousal as Aspen crawled up Rachel’s body, pausing to rub their dick teasingly against one of her nipples. That was definitely a new one for Noah. He’d have to remember that for the odd days when he was feeling confident enough in his own dick to rub it against Aspen…or possibly Rachel in the future?
“Do you prefer lube when playing with dildos?” Noah asked because it was a question she could actually answer for him. He got into position between her legs and gripped her knees as he felt some of the adrenaline that often came from topping flood his system.
“A bit of lube would be great,” she said.
She let out a sexy little squeak when Noah pushed her legs open.
“This okay?” he asked.
“Is…what okay?”
“I can be a bit…” He didn’t want to say dominant because that wasn’t exactly what it was. He just got in the groove of topping sometimes and could be a little… “Toppy.”
“When he’s topping,” Aspen added, rather unhelpfully. “He’s a needy-as-fuck bottom.”
Noah’s cheeks flared hot, and he spluttered. It wasn’t some big secret; he just hadn’t expected Aspen to blurt that out.
“Oh, you bottom?” Rachel asked, the earlier shyness back in her voice.
“Very rarely, and only anal, but he’s fucking breathtaking when he’s taking my strap,” Aspen said, their voice earnest and almost reverent.
Noah froze with his hands on Rachel’s upper thighs. Was that…really what they thought? Breathtaking?
“Jesus,” he whispered, unable to even begin to untangle the waythatmade him feel. “Rachel, please answer before Aspen makes my dick crawl back inside my body in mortification.”
Rachel’s laugh was giddy and reminded him of windchimes in the summer. “You can be as toppy as you’d like for anything that involves pleasure. I don’t really like pain, though.”
“Understood,” Noah said as he dipped his head down to kiss gently at the soft flesh of her inner thigh.
His earlier assessment that she was built like Aspen had been mostly correct, but she was more muscular in her back and arms, whereas Aspen had very muscular legs. Noah nuzzled his nose against her soft inner thighs, wondering if maybe he could have Rachel sit on his face later. He would love to get lost between her folds for a while.
Aspen bent forward and gripped the headboard. “You got any more questions, babe, or can I otherwise occupy her mouth?”
“One more,” Noah said. “Would you like some prep? Fingers okay?”
