Sethanism [1/2]

Ethan's heavy breathing, as he switched between helping Seth torture me and kissing Seth himself, increased. My hands caressed up and down Ethan's sides, over the expanse of his back, and to his naked ass cheeks. Every time I tried to pull him closer, he resisted. There was a constant growl stuck in my throat filled with irritation and pleasure... pleasure from Seth who was still fucking me with his finger.

"Another one," Seth whispered the warning at the same time he pushed in a second finger. He frowned at the resistance and I shut one eye at the intrusion.

It was a tight pressure, but nothing I couldn't handle.

"You are tight! I thought you had a dildo," Seth mumbled, watching my face.

"Rabbit is my beloved toy, but he rarely sees my insides," I said as my body relaxed around him. "Mostly, it's just for vibration."

The tiny smile playing on his mouth as he watched me was thoroughly pleasing. He bowed his head, offering me those luscious lips. I darted my tongue out, licking up the middle of them before deciding to suck on his bottom, fuller, lip. "Hmm, you taste like watermelon Jolly Ranchers," I whispered as my tongue darted to the corner of his mouth.

"This is—" Seth paused, casting a glance towards Ethan who was watching us. "I don't think I've ever been licked like this. Are you enjoying yourself?" He sounded amused as I continued lapping at him like a kitten would its milk, but he wasn't fooling me. I could hear the undertones of need rattling his voice.

Damn, but that was hot.

"Yes," I whispered, finally letting my tongue sweep down the curve of his jaw so I could graze my teeth against his bone. "I think I could lick you forever."

I watched his eyes as he registered what I said and, at that moment, I finally understood the description of 'glowing eyes' in the romance novels I'd read.

"I might be inclined to let you," Seth whispered, letting his eyes close partially as he tilted his head, offering me access to the column of his neck.

"I've got a lot to learn, you know?" I whispered the words between licks and bites, shivering every so often as Ethan's focus from one breast to another consisted of the same.

"Yes you do," Seth said, understanding where I was getting at. "You are so fucking hot!" A shiver wracked through his body.

"You've got me beat," I said. "You both have me beat and I think I've found my religion."

Seth pulled away, frowning, his fingers still working in and out of me. "You've got some creepy ass sex talk sometimes."

"What?" I asked, pulling my best innocent look. "Sethanism could totally be a religion, and I plan on worshipping hard! Every day, in fact!"

Seth chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand before glancing at Ethan who shrugged and continued to kiss my right nipple, making me whimper with each tongue spear.

"I'm game," Ethan said.

Seth gave a 'raised silent eyebrow' response before his thumb took the liberty to flick my clit. I stiffened, my belly contracted, and my hips lifted further off the bed with support from my legs. I glanced down as Seth curled his fingers inside me, pushing his fingers in as far as they could go. Ethan was thrusting against Seth's moving wrist, following the rhythm of our movement.

Ethan, too busy, dry humping Seth's wrist, tore his mouth away from his assault on my chest, and Seth's mouth laid claim to my right side almost instantly. He gave excited, appreciative moans every time his mouth engulfed my whole breast. The sound vibrations against my breast tickled my nipple and made my thighs shake on either side of Ethan's waist.

I reached up, wrapping my hands around his biceps for support as the mildly slow thrusts Seth offered my greedy body started to pick up the pace. I could feel the headboard just at the crown of my head. We weren't making enough movement for it to bang against the wall, but I didn't want my head banging against it either.

The feel of Ethan's muscles beneath my palms made me bite my lip as I glanced up at him. His eyes were screwed shut and it appeared like his upper body was doing straight push-ups, but the twisting grind in his lower body was what pain-pleasure filled expression on his face.

"I think one more," Seth whispered against the raised skin of my collar bone. He dipped his tongue in the indent, suckling up his wetness as he started to switch between his licking and nuzzling his nose into my throat.

One of the hands I had on Ethan's arm slithered between our bodies, and my fingers greedily latched on to Seth's thumb, which rested just under that button of firework inducing pleasure and pushed it onto my clit. I kept my fingers over him, adding additional pressure as he swirled his thumb and fucked me with his two fingers, but he stopped.

I let out a warning cry, wiggling wantonly beneath them. His palm lifted just enough so that he could insert another finger, causing my eyes to slam shut.

"Oh my God," I whispered, my teeth latching onto my bottom lip.

My body had a mind of its own as it started an intense, needy gyration and I had a feeling that all that talk about length and how a guy needs to belong was a lie. I'm pretty sure that I loved Seth's fingers inside me. It's all about that width.

'Bout that width.

'Bout that...

I cringed, shaking my head as the tune of Meghan Trainor's All About that Bass song with different words started in my head. Not exactly a mood, please.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh," I started, my voice shaking, "just making a fairly un-dirty song dirtier. You know me," I finished with a breathy chuckle and pat to Ethan's bicep with the hand that was still there clutching. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes, feeling the knot in my back about explode apart.

"Do you want me to make you cum?" Seth whispered hoarsely into my ear.

I gave a desperate nod, forcing my eyes open. I wasn't sure he could stop it even if I had said no. The muscles in my thighs tightened and the heels of me feet dug into the bed, trying to get closer. My hand against Seth's demanded more friction and pushed down so hard that his hand almost stopped moving.

"I'm gonna pull my fingers out and I want you to push inside," Seth said to Ethan, his tone harder, more demanding with him that it had been with me.

Ethan exhaled slowly twice, trying to calm himself, before he nodded, his cheeks tinged red from exertion.

Seth let out a helpless groan as he felt the beginnings of my orgasm rippling through. "Okay, she's cumming—"

I whined as I barely heard the 'slop' of him pulling out of me. I was there, but he couldn't just leave me. "No, Seth, please! Your fingers—"

I wanted his fingers inside me, filling me up while I came, but when I felt Ethan's prodding and the gentle give as he pushed inside I almost cried with relief. It was a tight fit, clearly, he was thicker than Seth's fingers, but the dull pain low in my groin seemed to be just what I needed.

My mouth dropped open in a silent scream, my eyes rolled back, and I vaguely felt my arms being held down on either side of me as I flailed. The hot pool of lava flooded me and all I could do let it take me. I turned my head into the pillow, trying to hold in the shrill scream I knew would be too loud, even for Ethan's apartment.

I felt someone's hand wrap gently around my throat, turning my face towards the opposite direction I'd been in. My eyes barely registered Seth.

"Don't hold in, Cass. I want to hear you!"

I shook my head. He just didn't understand the pipes I had. It seemed like forever, but then finally I let out the last tiny whimper and my body dropped limply onto the bed, shaking viciously from the aftershocks.

Now that I had control of my body, I wrapped my hands around Ethan's wrists, which were fisted in the sheets on either side of my head. I lifted my gaze to his face to see his eyes tightly shut and just barely noticed the rapid rise and fall of his chest as he panted over me.

"Ethan? Are you okay?"

"Fuck," he whispered. I could feel him, fully seated inside me, as his cock throbbed and jerked. His eyes opened, but as he looked at me it didn't look as if he was seeing me. His elbows resisted his weight and he fell into my chest, pushing farther inside of me.

I yelped and then winced at the sudden intrusion, thinking he'd already been inside of me.

"Tell me what she feels like," Seth growled.

Ethan pushed his face into the side of my neck and his moist pants of breath tickled my throat. "Hot, wet, soft... fuckin' still tight," was all Ethan gave Seth.

Well, that sounded good.

"So, I feel good?" I asked curiously.

All I could feel were the wisps of Ethan's hair brushing my cheek as he nodded. The tips of his elbows graced the top of my shoulders and his fingers came together, resting his palms on the top of my head, pulling back slightly so that my neck was more exposed.

I lazily draped my arms around Ethan's neck and shifted so that I could raise my legs and wrap my thighs tightly around Ethan's hips. The deep burn of his length as he pushed against my cervix made me whimper before I exhaled.

"Cassie, wait—" Ethan's gasped words were muffled against my neck.

"Are you okay?" I asked him again.

He pulled away, a dreamy dazed like chuckle spreading across his face. "I should be asking you that. Are you okay?"

I nodded, smiling up at him happily. "It feels good... great actually. I could sleep with you inside me," I said, muffling a yawn.

Ethan frowned, "Please don't fall asleep, it'll be too weird."

"What would be?"

Ethan slowly flexed his hips. "I'm not gonna stop if you fall asleep. I don't think I can stop," he whispered, dropping a soft kiss against my lips. He repeated the kiss with a slight sucking and on the third kiss he pulled out just an inch before pushing forward.

"Ow," I mumbled, cringing as he hit that spot that protested before.

"Ow, like stop?" Ethan asked his words a mere breathe over my lips.

I shook my head. "No, you don't have to. I won't fall asleep," I added, wrapping my legs and arms tighter around him so that I was hugging him to my body.

This time when he withdrew, his thrust forward wasn't to the hilt. The next one came fast. The one after that even faster and it wasn't long before his fast rhythm had pleasure kindling in my groin again.

"Oh, Ethan." My voice sounded surprised and breathy like I hadn't expected it to feel this amazing. And I hadn't.

I turned my head to share my surprise with Seth, but he was busy sucking on his fingers.

Well.

"Do you taste coconut?" Ethan asked suddenly, his voice almost hiccupping around the words as he fought for air.

Seth nodded. "Why do you taste like coconut, Cass?"

"Organic coconut oil baths, it's good for the skin," I said between pants for breath.

It was strangely erotic seeing Seth taste me and it baffled me how easily we all conversed given the situation. It had to be a sign.

A good sign.