Her Voyeuristic Tendencies [2/2]

Damn.

I felt like I was running a marathon in a desert with no water and it wasn't even the first time I'd seen Ethan deep throat Seth, but fuck was it hot. The slurping noises alone made me clench my thighs. A few times I could feel the orgasm building in my lower back, but it was like Ethan was honed into my responses and he'd make a puppy-like whimper around Seth's cock causing his thighs to clench, his back to stiffen, and his hands to pull at Ethan's hair, holding him in place as he trembled from the vibrations.

It was two minutes from happening again, but when Ethan whimpered, I snarled at them and leaped off the bed, pacing behind them, trying to figure out how long I'd be able to simply watch.

"Everything okay, Cassie?" Seth asked me, his voice wrecked from his shouts of pleasure and panting. "Do you want us to stop?"

Did I?

Hell no.

"Maybe I can come closer?"

"Cass, you don't have to just watch you can--"

I wasn't listening, not really, not as I darted to the kitchen to pull one of Ethan's chairs into the bedroom. The metal scraped against the wood floor and I cringed at the scratch it made. I lifted the chair as best I could and when I got to the room I dropped it, dragging it the rest of the way. I put the chair on the side of them, about four feet away.

"It's so hot in here," I grumbled as I shucked my pants off and tossed my shirt over to the bed. I undid my bra and was about to pull my underwear when a warm, large hand stopped me. I lifted my gaze, and my breath caught at the look in his eyes as he watched me.

"Leave those on," Seth spoke so softly, had I not moved closer, I wouldn't have heard him. He took a step towards me and sat me down on the chair, pushing my legs up, bending my knees, and spreading them. "Stay like that."

The commanding lilt, the grit--like his throat had been dragged across a gravel road--in his voice made me nod and at that moment I understood the appeal of Seth dominating me and Ethan. The tiny growl he let loose startled me out of my daydream and when he dropped to his knees and shoved his face--his nose--to the soaking wet core of my underwear, I froze.

I tried to push at his shoulders, but my hands were shaking and the strength all gone. "Seth," I whispered, closing my eyes and dropping my head against the back of the chair. I couldn't stop my hips from moving and if he moved forward, even a little bit, the o-denial would be over. "You're gonna make me cum."

I could hear the pleading of 'stay' and 'don't stay' at the same time. I glanced over at Ethan, still on the floor, on his knees... still obeying Seth. I'd never been so sexually unsure of the situation. My desire to watch them 'play' was strong, but I wasn't sure if my need for that le petit mort was stronger. Oh, decisions...

Seth pulled away so fast my nails scratched his shoulders. "You're gonna do it then?" he asked, his eyes never straying from between my legs.

I bit my lip, and rested my hand on my hips, just enough to let my fingers span over my groin. Seth's eyes darkened. "No miracles," I mumbled.

"Ethan, stand up." He stood up. "Look at her." He looked at me. "Stand directly in front of her and take three steps closer."

My eyes widened as Ethan obeyed and his dick was lined with my line of sight. I licked my lips, trying to resist the need to lean forward and suck his tip.

"Ethan, demand she doesn't move." And Ethan did. The authority in his voice, mixed with the desire and love in his eyes as he watched me made my panties wetter. The gush of juices was almost uncomfortable, so I rolled my hips.

A mistake.

"Ethan, she moved. Make her punishment exciting for me," Seth whispered loud enough in his ear that I could hear.

I frowned, not knowing if I liked the word 'punishment' or not.

"Permission to go to her?" Ethan asked, his voice just as hoarse as Seth's used to be.

"Yes."

He got to his knees again when he was in front of me, his eyes reading the insides of my thighs like a book he couldn't stop reading. "No pain," I said. We still hadn't really talked about my hard limits and I don't know about theirs either. I knew pain wasn't completely one, but it was close. Spankings or whatever else 'pain' might entail needed to happen at a slow pace for me.

The look in his eyes softened, but the desire never left. He nodded in agreement, "No pain."

Ethan leaned forward and licked at the outside of my underwear linings, licking at the wetness that escaped from the sides. My back stiffened at the stimulation. He pulled his face an inch away. His breathing felt like fire against me. I exhaled, perhaps finally understanding that there are multiple types of pain that don't have to be cruel.

Orgasm denial.

"No orgasms."

His whispered words against my core made my thighs shake.

"Oh fuck," I panted.

The mischievous look flashed in his eyes and I knew he wasn't done with my 'punishment'.

Lick. Nip... teeth scraping down my inner thigh. It was all nothing compared to what he did next. Slipping his tongue underneath my panties, letting wet meet hot wet. He darted, teased, kissed, and my upper body tensed while my hips gyrated, trying desperately to get closer to his mouth.

Yes. Please. Ethan.

Too out of breath to murmur the words, my hand reached out blindly and right when the tips of my fingers grazed the top of his head, he pulled away, swiveled on his knees, and bowed his head.

I whimpered as the cool air replaced Ethan's warmth, but focused like an owl watching a mouse scurry through the grass as Seth stepped forward.

"I'm very pleased with that display."

"Sir, would you like me to continue pleasuring her, or do you want my mouth on your cock?"

A sharp, knowing look flashed behind Seth's eyes and his arm shot forward, pushing against Ethan's forehead so that his shoulders pressed into the edge of the seat of my chair. Seth pushed, even more, forcing Ethan's neck to bend so that the back of his head was against the top of the seat, between my legs, his face tilted towards the ceiling.

"You want to suck me off?"

"Yes, Sir," Ethan whispered.

Seth's teeth gritted and he stepped forward, straddling his face. With his toned abdomen directly in front of me, he reached down to angle the tip of his dick against the seam of Ethan's closed lips. He rubbed the pre-cum over Ethan's smooth lips, making them glisten like he'd just applied chapstick.

"Open your mouth," Seth demanded, his voice rough with need.

The minute Ethan opened his mouth, Seth pushed to the hilt, but didn't withdraw, he just rocked his hips back and forth, side to side, completely lodged in Ethan's throat.

Well fuck. Fuckity, fuck!

Seth held Ethan's jaw. His knees bent, shaking from exertion. There's no way he'd last longer than a couple of minutes. I was panting, squeezing my thighs together, torn between watching Seth fuck Ethan's mouth or watching Seth's face as he tried to stop himself from orgasming too soon.

The clench of his jaw when he's about ready to blow... it's breathtaking.

"Fuck," Seth whimpered. The slurping pop as he pulled out could barely be heard due to their heavy breathing. He almost fell to the ground before he reached forward and hauled himself up to the bed, right at my feet.

He didn't stop there. He crawled up towards me, reached for my head, and roughly pulled me into a passionate kiss filled with tongue and teeth. I felt the bed dip as Ethan joined us. Seth tore his mouth from mine, but not before biting my lower lip hard enough to make me gasp. I leaned back against the headboard trying to catch my breath, watching Seth rub the tops of my bare thighs.

"Open up for me baby," he whispered, settling himself over me before I could respond, nudging my legs apart.

"I thought I was just going to watch," I said, my gaze going back and forth between them.

"Wait," Ethan panted. I squealed as he lifted me up and positioned himself beneath me so that I was in his lap... laying on top of him. My back to his chest.

I shivered as I felt his erection against me.

"Is this okay, Sir?" Ethan asked, his voice husky. His hips pulsed upward, and the tip of his penis pushed between my thighs.

Seth scowled at Ethan. "You've already done it. You will ask before doing it next time."

"Yes, Sir."

Seth eyed Ethan, lifting his body off mine. Ethan continued his hip pulses like he couldn't help himself. His arm reached up, with his hand on my forehead he pulled my head down to his and rubbed his cheek against mine. Seth growled and scooted down my thighs. His warm breath sending shivers throughout my body. He bowed down and caught the tip of Ethan's cock, sucking hard enough that I could hear it. Ethan cried out.

Seth did again.

"Is this his punishment?" I whispered. "For not asking first?"

He blew air over Ethan and then lifted his head enough to dart his tongue just on the surface of my pussy lips. My whole body tensed and I turned my face into Ethan's neck with a whimper.

Another hard slurping sound.

I could hear Ethan's teeth grit as his fingers bit into my side like I was his anchor and he couldn't let go or he'd be lost.

"Yes," Seth said, breathing against me, his head still between my thighs. He gave one last kiss before moving up and hovering over my body. "And this."

'And this' was Seth pushing himself inside me. The scream lodged in my throat as my legs started to shake. The knot forming in my groin tightened, reading for the explosion that was coming... hard and fast.

"You're gonna feel me fucking her on top of you. Fuck she's so tight and wet."

I shook my head, vaguely hearing Seth taunt Ethan as he slammed into me. The whining whimper I let out was muffled as Seth swiveled his hips, tilting mine up, spreading my trembling thighs further apart. The angle was deeper and it made me see stars.

"Seth! Fuck me harder!" I begged, wrapping my once limp arms around his neck, but Seth and Ethan kept my legs trapped between them.

"Yeah, take it, baby," Seth whispered into my ear and that was it. I came so hard it was violent and when I could breathe again, Seth was still hard inside me, his eyes shut, his jaw clenching and unclenching as he tried to stop his orgasm.

"God damn," he panted, dropping his forehead to mine now that my body was still again.

Ethan let out a breathless chuckle, "I guess orgasm denial is a no-go, huh Cass?"

I tried to talk, but it sounded like gibberish and the slow smirk that formed on Seth's mouth let me know that he appreciated the unintended compliment.

+_+_+_+_+ Bonus: Character Profiles:

Warning: Character profile content will have future spoilers. Not heavy, plot changing spoilers, but they are there. If you just care about the Sethanism chapter pt. 1 (total of 4 parts) from Ethan's POV then scroll down!

Cassie Donovan

Early Years: Infant-19 - born May 15th, 1996. Birth parents died when she was a baby. Adoptive parents Ed and Frankie had her since she was five, but due to complications [finances, health, availability etc.] didn't gain full custody until Cassie's eighth birthday. Frankie was diagnosed with stage IV pancreatic cancer and died when Cassie was thirteen. Ed followed two years later from a bad heart--Cassie believes he died of a broken heart. Ethan's parents took Cassie in but did not adopt her because Ethan's mother Jeanine had (and still has) ulterior motives on getting the two married. Unfortunately, Cassie misinterpreted it when she lived with them and continued to believe she was unwanted, a feeling that had run rampant for the first five years of her life. At sixteen, with the help of Ethan's father Mickey (a lawyer/judge), Cassie applied for emancipation. She has lived by herself since she was sixteen and has financially supported herself since she was seventeen, school included.

Age: 20 at the beginning of V, 21 by the end of part 1

Job: Barista at The Coffee Barn owned by Megan and Mason; in the process of having a child for a couple, Anna and Maddox, who are struggling to have one

Physical features: Light brown/gold (think: bits of wet and dry sand mixed together), curly hair with sapphire blue eyes

Current Major: Applied Science/Basic Business

Current Minor: Business Management (will switch these eventually)

Personality: Loyal, outgoing, outspoken, dirty-minded, quirky sense of humor, has a real stubborn streak, easily misinterprets situations, has low self-esteem stemming from childhood traumas but developing further throughout high school, loves hard and never stops [once she loves you, she will love you forever no matter what--this caused others during her high school years, to label her a 'doormat' or 'a puppy who can't take a hint'], she does not like to ask for help, but will take it if it's offered

Ethan Frost

Early Years: Born October 8th, 1995; Ethan had [and has had] a very easy life, but has the empathy and ability to recognize that others aren't as lucky as him through his association with Cassie and later on, Seth. His intelligence was noted early on and he had an opportunity to skip all of high school, but his parents wanted him to have the full school experience. The only hiccups in his early life were Cassie and the realization that he was attracted to the same sex in his preteens. He came out to Cassie at 15.

Age: 21 in V, 22 in V pt. 2

Job: Teacher's assistant

Physical features: Dirty blonde, green eyes (a mix of pine and emerald green)

Major: Business Management/Entrepreneurship

Minor: International Business

Personality: Empathetic, easy-going, almost an expert at reading body language, is ashamed of being gay--this caused conflict for him and Seth in their early dating years and still raises a few problems currently, has deep emotional bonds [gratitude, love, utter devotion] to Cassie that he doesn't realize

Seth Katsaros

Early Years: Born March 20th, 1995, comes from a strict Greek/Italian mafia family where, when they weren't going to church and praying, they were trafficking guns, drugs, and people. The men in Seth's family got into the business at the age of twelve through sexual initiation that involved a trafficked female. Initiation can involve drugs, alcohol, witnesses, involuntary and voluntary participants, etc. Seth's mother was killed in a drive-by shooting from an enemy family and his sister raised him. In order to keep Seth from the 'initiation,' his sister made him attend school year-round. Keeping him preoccupied with school and sports had only worked in showing his father Seth's potential and on his eleventh birthday, he was initiated. His sister died from childbirth when he was fifteen.

Age: 22

Job: Variety (model, trainer, volunteer works)

Physical features: Black hair, cerulean blue eyes, darker skin, think of that perfect golden/bronzed skin and he never had to sunbathe for it-- Greek/Italian heritage

Major: Criminal Law - in his last year of getting his Juris Doctor degree

Minor: Business

Personality: Playful, intense, but very passionate, has a fast temper when the subject is something he has no tolerance for, afraid of being loved and of being in love, usually hides his true self behind his playful, slightly dumbed down persona, doesn't like to show weakness, protective, dislikes his family, volunteers at a halfway house for battered and abused women (Ethan and Cassie are unaware that he does this)

Family Members: [Pending]

Brand - the father, manages the family business

Grant - the eldest brother, works construction in the day, handles weapon, drug, and trafficking sales for his father at night

Maddison (Maddie) - [Deceased] second eldest, fell in love with a guy and got pregnant at eighteen, the guy fled, she died at nineteen due to birthing complications; her baby, who they ended up calling Lucas died as well

Andrew - third eldest, very intelligent, deals with finding and trafficking people, appears to lack emotion

Simon - fourth eldest, drug and arms smuggler, alcoholic

Hunter - the fifth eldest, an extremely talented and popular artist by day. Initially sold their products [guns, drugs, humans] to potential new buyers, very high risk, but his recent public popularity has caused Andrew and Grant to have more involvement

Max - cousin