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Anael

After their short exchange outside, Robin pulled Anael inside the club so that he could bring him to a back room and do exactly as they'd promised.

The music was loud, and there were a lot of people, many wearing less clothing than they had when they'd come in.

They paused by the bar because of a bottleneck of people, and then suddenly there was a hand on Robin's shoulder. He turned, not letting go of Anael's hand. There was an older man, attractive, wearing a nice suit. "Are you Rob?" he asked, voice tight. "The owner?"

"Sure," Robin said. "But as you can see, I've already got company. You'll have to stand in line."

And then suddenly there was a fist coming hard at Robin's face and everything exploded into pain.

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Anael took advantage of that to get rid of the rest of his clothes, then turned back to Alcuin. Watched them kiss for a while, then moved to the young man's side and pressed a soft kiss under his ear. "Let's get you out of your clothes."

Alcuin broke the kiss and stepped back from Robin, a little smile on his lips as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his trousers and pushed down both them and his underwear.

"I'd love to watch you together for a spell," he said softly.

Robin smiled at that, and then pulled Anael against him, "You hear that, angel? Our new friend likes the way we look together."

It didn't even occur to him that Alcuin thought they were a couple, or that it had anything to do with anything other than hot sex.

"Well, you are beautiful," Anael replied with a smile, stepping over to Robin and fitting himself against his body as they kissed.

Robin kissed Anael back hungrily. He was really turned on, his cock completely hard again thanks to the new addition to their play time.

Alcuin watched them kiss, feeling desire thread through him again even though his own cock was currently spent. Though Robin had been right; he was young and turned on and he'd bounce back quickly.

Robin pulled away from Anael but kept him close, and slid a hand down to stroke his cock as he looked at Alcuin. "I know you want to watch, beautiful," he purred at the young man, "but I also want to make sure you're nice and ready for this." A long, slow stroke up Anael's cock as he spoke. "I want to open you up with my tongue, would you like that?" After all, the boy's ass was a work of art, and if Anael was the one fucking him, Robin still wanted to experience it.

Alcuin felt his mouth go a little dry, and he nodded wordlessly.

"That leaves you to work me open," Anael told Alcuin with a smile, his voice slightly breathy for the slide of Robin's hand on his cock.

"Oh yes please," Alcuin said eagerly, his spent cock twitching a little between his legs.

Robin smiled, and wet his lips. He had had a lot of experience orchestrating orgies, and so he immediately had an idea for the best positioning for this. "On your back on the bed, angel," he said to Anael.

Alcuin smiled at how Robin kept calling him 'angel', looking fondly at both of them, though Robin didn't notice.

"And spread your legs," Robin continued. "And you, beautiful..." He slid his fingers through Alcuin's hair and kissed his neck. "You on your hands and knees between them. And then I'll be behind you, finally getting that taste of you I've been wanting."

Anael took Alcuin's hand in his, pulling him towards the bed, eyes twinkling happily. The warming lube was still on the bed from earlier, and he drew Alcuin onto the bed, sitting there with spread legs and drawing him close for a kiss, a hand tenderly cupping his jaw.

Alcuin kissed Anael back sweetly, though before settling between his legs, he turned his lips to his ear and said softly, "I can tell he cares about you very much. You're lovely together. Thank you for letting me be a part of it."

Robin meanwhile was watching them and imagining that Alcuin was whispering something very dirty in Anael's ear.

Nothing in Alcuin's words clued Anael in that he thought them a couple; they well all true, after all. He knew that Robin cared for him, although the puck wouldn't admit it. They were lovely together, he was the first to say so. And there was nothing wrong with Alcuin thanking him. "Thank you," Anael told him softly, and kissed him again.

Alcuin pulled away from the kiss and slid gracefully onto his stomach between Anael's legs. He lifted the man's legs up a bit, spreading his thighs, and then as he spread Anael's cheeks so that he could work his tongue between them, he arched his body, pushing his ass up to give Robin easy access.

Robin groaned as he looked down at that. Though before he moved to take what Alcuin was offering up so prettily, he looked down at Anael, wanting to see his reactions.

Anael sighed out happily at the first swipe of Alcuin's tongue, tilting his hips back to give him as much access as possible. He reached out to thread his fingers through lovely blond hair, not to hold, simply to feel, and smiled over at Robin when he caught him watching.

Robin had a feeling that even for someone so young (especially compared to himself and Anael), Alcuin knew just what he was doing. Watching Anael's face, Robin had a feeling that Alcuin in fact had some natural ability for it. Maybe even a touch of the unnatural, but as interesting as that was, he was more concerned with other things at the moment.

He climbed onto the bed behind Alcuin, and without any hesitation, slid hands onto his ass cheeks, spread them, and immediately dove in with his tongue.

Even muffled by Anael's ass, the keening moan that Alcuin let out in response was music to Robin's ears.

Anael chuckled happily at the sound, the surge of appreciation from the other two only feeding his own pleasure. He leaned up on his elbows and smiled at the two of them, slightly breathless from the waves of pleasure. "This feels gorgeous," he let out, the only one who could say anything at the moment - at least, not without interrupting anything.

Alcuin could hardly concentrate on what he was doing for Anael. He'd been rimmed many times in his life, but damn. Robin's tongue was a wonder. He couldn't help the little sounds from escaping him, or how much trouble he had keeping still, especially when Robin's tongue breached his entrance and penetrated him. He meanwhile tried to give Anael as much pleasure as Robin was giving him but hardly knew how it would be possible.

And Robin was reveling in the boy's reactions to him. He thrust his tongue and licked and swirled and whenever Alcuin made sounds, he did whatever he'd just done again. He only lifted his head and stopped because he couldn't go on forever, and the little wanting sound that the boy made in response to his stopping was beautiful.

"Listen to how much he wants it," he murmured, looking at Anael as he took the lube and slicked up two fingers, warming it between them.

He slid two fingers into Alcuin, who moaned even as he continued licking Anael.

"Have you ever had him, Anael?" Robin purred.

"It's going to be our first," Anael replied, his tone fond through the pleasure that tainted it. He smiled at the memory. "We've snogged, but that's it."

Robin looked pleased at this answer.

"Here, beautiful," he said softly, and nudged Alcuin's arm with the bottle of lubricant.

Alcuin, caught up in his task, raised his head then and took it. Though Robin deliberately twisted fingers inside him so that he could see the boy gasp in pleasure - which he did.

"I'll bet you've both been looking forward to this then," Robin added, as he watched Alcuin slick his fingers and then slowly slide one inside Anael, Alcuin biting his lip to keep from crying out again as Robin pushed fingers more deliberately inside him.

Anael made a soft, happy sound at the push of that finger, then laughed happily. "Yes, quite."

Robin twisted his fingers until Alcuin gasped again, and then said, "Anael just fucked me," he purred, leaning over to kiss the small of the boy's back. "It was very good. I can still feel him."

Alcuin found himself picturing it, and this made him make another little pleased sound, as he pushed a second finger inside Anael. "And now... he wants you," Alcuin said, and looked back over his shoulder at Robin. "And based on what I've seen, I need to make sure he's very, very ready for you."

"Not too much, though," Anael requested, smiling at Alcuin, hips shifting with the motion of his fingers inside him. "I want to really feel him." He couldn't come right out and say, 'it's not like he could damage me anyway,' so he added, "I'm used to it."

"Just enough," Alcuin promised, and then let out a breathless gasp again when Robin's fingers twisted just right inside him.

"Are you feeling about ready, beautiful?" Robin asked. "Do you want him to fuck you?"

Alcuin let out a little whimper. "Oh yes."

"My turn to make you make those sounds," Anael promised him with a grin, and sat up slowly, giving Alcuin time to pull his fingers out of him. The warm sensation of the lube stayed with him, and he was smiling right up until the time he was kissing the young man. "Robin can finish prepping me."

Or, well, not, depending on what the puck felt like. Honestly, Anael wasn't bothered either way.

Alcuin looked down at him and took a couple of deep breaths. His cock was hard, and moist at the tip. "How do you want me?" he asked softly.

Robin pulled his fingers out of Alcuin as well. "Mmmmmm..." He considered this question for a moment. "On your back, I think... Anael does so enjoy looking deeply into someone's eyes."

Anael had been about to answer, but then Robin hummed in thought, and he shut up, curious to hear what the puck would answer. He laughed happily at his reply. "Yes, I do," he confirmed, moving so that Alcuin could take his place, and grabbing a pillow for the man's hips.

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