Laughter right now would ruin a little bit of what he's going for, even if the three of them are no stranger to it now or in any less intimate moments. But when Sylvain's (rightful) distraction gets the better of him in opting to request all of it without even specifying what all is, there's a second where Claude has to press his lips together to prevent it from slipping out anyway.
Fortunately, he and Jesper are on the same wavelength when it comes to where that was supposed to lead compared to where it did. That far more blunt suggestion is really what he was hoping for, and he lets his hand fall away from Sylvain's cock to end that round of teasing in favor of watching him settle between his legs after lifting his hips to assist with his pants being removed. It's Claude's turn then to forget where his thoughts were going thanks to the attention being lavished on him. A breathy exhale that ends in a moan leaves him as he exercises a tiny bit of a patience in not lifting his hips again to seek out even more as in lieu of that he reaches down to wind fingers into familiar red hair instead of the bedspread where his grip had been before.
"Since you're both busy," or about to be, with an appreciative eye cast towards Jesper where that sight alone would've been more than enough to get him completely hard as Sylvain's mouth around him has, "then I'll answer for you since you didn't answer me since I have plenty of ideas. I want to fuck Jesper while he fucks you, but only after he takes his time with you first."
Those words aren't completely smooth as they might've been otherwise, what with his breath catching in his throat every few and the same for stuttered movements of his hips to sink further into his attentions. But - even Claude has his limits in restraint, with only more chances for them to erode from here.
Jesper is fond of laughing in the bedroom and would've just laughed along with Claude. That's why he always falls for his closest friends, or makes close friends of his lovers, because he likes the familiarity. He's not really the one night stand type, despite how his demeanor is, he prefers things that last. He smiles at Sylvain's eagerness and shares it, pleased to take a moment to look over his shoulder and watch how quickly he pulls off Claude's pants. It's worth enjoying the view of Claude immediately being taken into soft lips, licking his own as if picturing that taste.
He has a goal of his own though and he gets to turn his attention to Sylvain's insanely impressive thighs and ass. The man is huge and curved in all the right ways. Jesper loves it. He playfully nips at one of Sylvain's cheeks as he puts a hand out and calls a lubricant to him. Jesper makes his own, one that's become popular by others, because it has a warming spell on it to make it feel particularly good when pressed inside, and gives a sort of tingly feel to it too. Plus it's tasty (fruity or minty flavors, mint today), for people who need to lick around it, like Jesper's about to do.
"You're lucky I enjoy taking my time with him, or I would already be presenting myself to you to take, sweetheart." Claude is using the tone, it is very sensual! It's not his fault he likes the way he talks when he's turned on. That being said, he's made a promise and Sylvain is doing what he ordered.
Jesper starts out with a teasing curl of his tongue to Sylvain's hole to make him shiver a little, stimulating it with small quick jabs almost inside, just stroking the exterior. He plays with him only with his tongue at first, finally dipping inside and licking in circular motions to touch everything he can. He eats him like the feast he is, his hands first stroking up and down the cheeks, squeezing appreciatively and holding him apart.
One he's enjoyed himself for a bit he gets more serious and spreads Sylvain, lubing up one hand and sliding a finger into him, his tongue going in with it to work together to pleasure Sylvain. His finger can move faster, thrusting in to get him ready for two.
Sylvain's moan is somewhat muffled by the fact that his lips are wrapped around Claude's cock as his tongue teases against the slit, then traces just under the head. Taking his time and teasing in all the way he knows Claude loves. Dragging it out, just because he can. t's only fair, with how fond Claude tends to be of edging him.
Besides. He knows exactly how talented he is at this, and decades of practice have only made him better. Might as well put that practice to good use whenever possible.
Of course, it is more difficult to stay focused on what he's doing when he feels Jesper's lips and tongue start to tease him, to press into him, eliciting another strained moan that quickly melts into a whimper. His body jolts as one of those short jabs brushes over his prostate, sending pleasure arcing along his nerves, making his own erection jolt between his legs.
His fingers curl, biting into the flesh at Claude's hips as he abandons the teasing for the moment, taking him deep instead, swallowing him as deep as he can take him as he laves his tongue along the man's length. Lets his throat work around him as he carefully swallows, then relaxes his throat to take him deeper still. Transferring all that need created from Jesper's tongue - and then his fingers - into the hunger he lavishes on the other man's cock.
There's nothing but a curse uttered to Sylvain's talented mouth working over him and one which ends in a moan at the tease of that tongue. No point in being coy about it even if the thought to do so had somehow entered his mind - years of moments like this where Sylvain had carefully mapped out every part of him and each and every thing that works.
The same which Claude knows can be said for Jesper and Sylvain as all the intimacy starts to overlap between the three of them. Strong fingers clutch at the grasp on his hips and Claude has to remember to sit up slightly from where his head had tipped back in pleasure without him consciously noticing. Sylvain's need is electric all on its own even before more of his cock sinks into the other's throat and his grasp into red hair tightens with a tug of approval. So much approval it takes him another moment to remember he'd been busy with offering helpful suggestions, though his attention centers back on Sylvain's more than anything right now.
"A shame to deprive him of even more of your talented fingers," to Jesper as a start, though Claude knows it's also the start of what pleasure's to come to Sylvain. "Especially when we all know you're good at getting us to come with them."
That's as far as the suggestion goes, not that it wasn't in Jesper's plans already when it comes to plans to spoil Sylvain. With another lift of his hips to encourage Sylvain and to further enjoy him, though not without carefully watching his face to make sure it's not too much, to seek out some sign of approval before anything else even as the slide of heat around him also gets a moan out of him.
Jesper doesn't have to wave a hand to create something in here, he simply is going to do it, because his hands are about to be very busy. A mirror appears to the side to give him an excellent view of Sylvain's mouth on Claude and also provide a view for them to see him as well. He's an exhibitionist so it suits him. They're gods so they don't have to worry about human details like a refractory period or need for food and wine, the latter is just there for them to enjoy. They can spend as long as they want, and he's looking forward to them trying from every angle, every act. He'll make the entire room a mirror at some point if he has to.
It is fantastic to watch Claude disappear into Sylvain's mouth like that, Jesper can almost taste it himself. He smiles at the sight and spreads Sylvain to two fingers easily, spreading him so his tongue has easier access to torment his prostate, stroking that sensitive spot and then using a third finger to push in. His tongue withdraws so he can really push deep into him now, thrusting against him with enough aggression to try and get Sylvain to be more intense on Claude's cock.
Jesper encourages Sylvain's legs wider and slides underneath him, just enough to get his head where he wants it to be, using his second hand to wrap around Sylvain's cock and start pumping on him steadily. He uses his tongue this time to lather his tip, applying constant stimulation to it. His fingers open him so that when they get to the next round, Sylvain will be fully ready to receive his cock. "Give it to me," he murmurs, sucking Sylvain's tip into his mouth.
He's lost in the heated haze they've created between them, barely aware of anything going on outside the sensations washing over him. Claude's fingers tight in his hair, his cock pressing deep into his throat as he takes as much as he can, throat carefully working around him, tongue teasing along the sensitive length. Jesper's fingers stretching him open, tongue teasing sensitive muscle as those fingertips ease again and again over his prostate. Making him shudder, tremble, his cock leaking from the stimulation, the sheer want he's being assaulted with at either end.
Claude doesn't have to worry about it being too much. If anything, it just makes him crave more.
And then Jesper gives it, without him even having to ask. Without asking for that even having occurred to him. He probably could have come soon without that extra urging, without so much as a touch, having both of them filling him, body humming from pleasure. But Jesper taking his cock in slick fingers, stroking him slowly and then swallowing the tip of him into a wicked heat, it's too much.
His strangled cry is muffled around Claude's cock as he involuntarily takes him deeper still, every single inch buried in tight wet heat now as his body tenses with a shudder sweeping through him. With Jesper's fingers still fucking into him, stretching him open, it's stimulation assaulting him from every angle and he's helpless to do anything but get washed away with it.
Cock pulsing hotly, he spills thickly as his hips buck, trying to press back further into that delicious mouth wrapped around his head.. Body spasming, his throat likely works tighter around Claude's cock, the sounds of pleasure he makes completely muffled around him, vibrating along his length. as he comes undone.
Despite watching everything carefully, it still takes Claude a moment to focus in on the mirror appearing and then another one to realize what it's showing which has him thrusting up into Sylvain's mouth with a groan. With that permission given and all those sounds from Jesper's attentions bringing the man between them ever closer to the edge, Claude does his best to provide what part of it he can.
It takes focus now - considerable focus - to remember the words to encourage them both on with praise as it gets harder to not lose himself in everything until that cry pulls his attention back. Even as lost in pleasure as he is the look of Sylvain experiencing it so much only doubles everything and intensifies it even more. Sylvain tumbling over the edge is enough for Claude to follow not long after when the sight unravels him as well. The sensation, too, both in what he can what he can feel transmitted in that mouth around him as he rides out his orgasm still buried in it until there's nothing left to give.
"Fuck, Sylvain, you're so good," gets panted when sense returns to him and he releases his hold on the other's hair to cradle one side of the man's face fondly, that faint praise not covering near enough. There's more to come yet as Claude's attention now turns to Jesper before he looks back to Sylvain with sense slowly returning to him enough to remind him of his promise. "Jesper's been very patient, hasn't he? Help me get him ready so he can fuck you into the bed beneath us after."
Jesper doesn't worry about his own arousal because that will be handled soon enough. He is someone who prefers to give anyway, there are few things more erotic for him than someone spilling down his throat or coating his mouth. It's what he craves. He groans around Sylvain's cock as it pulses and pushes deeper into him and swallows it all down, lapping up afterward to be certain he got every drop of it. He manages to flick his eyes toward the mirror in time to see Claude's face spasm with his own pleasure so the both of them enjoying it at once can settle into him, deeply content.
Once Sylvain is clean he moves out from under him to behind him again, able to slide three fingers easily inside because of how relaxed an orgasm makes him. He's practically all open and accepting in this state, it's so slick and easy. He licks his lips and then steps toward the bed to dip down and slip his hands into Claude's hair, tilting his head back to dip down and steal a deep kiss out of him. With Sylvain's taste still on his tongue, spreading it into Claude's mouth.
They all have to situate a little differently to keep it moving but they're enormously adaptive, it's what makes them so good at this. "Here, Sylvain. Let me see in Claude's lap, love. You can help open me up, sweetheart. Claude, gorgeous, give a man a hand, will you?" Jesper smirks and does exactly what he says.
As they both know, Jesper is the easiest person to prep, he is automatically relaxed and very eager to get fucked, so really it's for the act of it.
Still trying to catch his breath, Sylvain manages to roll off of Claude with a groan, muscles still twitching and trembling with the aftershocks of orgasm as he settles onto the bed next to him instead. He'd meant to just make room for Jesper to settle in as well, but then he gets completely distracted by watching them kiss, Jesper's hands in dark hair, Claude still flushed and breathless himself.
So he might be a little slower to react as Jesper gets comfortable, but he does manage to drag his eyes away long enough to reach for the oil. Slicking his fingers, he splays one hand against Jesper's back as he teasingly pushes him closer to Claude and kneels behind him.
But instead of pressing his fingers in just yet, he leans in to return the favor. Or maybe just further indulge his oral fetish. or both!
Either way, his tongue is agile and eager as he teases against that tight ring of muscle, flicking at it before pressing inside. He hums happily, even as he slides a pair of fingers in alongside his tongue, so he can both stretch and tease at the same time.
But his eyes? They remain locked on the mirror, watching the way the two men kiss - something he wouldn't normally be able to see from this angle, so he's exceedingly grateful for the reflection.
At any other time, Claude might have wanted a chance to catch his own breath. Not now when he's already moving to sit up after Sylvain does and Jesper approaches; those hands in his hair are a compelling argument to stay right where he is. A particular weakness of his at that - something both men know well from many a night just like this. They pin him there as much as any hands around his wrists would
Jesper settles over him and he runs his own hands down the man's sides to settle them on his hips to pull him closer and meets that smirk with one of his own. "Lucky for you I'm every bit as talented with my hands." As he kisses Jesper just as deeply again to trap any noises well earned by Sylvain's clever mouth, Claude reaches down to trail a couple of fingertips along the underside of the other man's length as the smallest tease.
One he intends to deliver on since a second after bringing his hand away he snaps his fingers to put those godly benefits of bending whatever to their will to use as now an oil coats his hand. A lubricant well known from past trysts that warms with each slide of his hand along Jesper's cock now at a pace meant to amplify the pleasure from Sylvain working him open. No focus now except bringing Jesper to the edge or over it as he breaks the kiss just enough to lean back with another smirk to watch the other man's face while running his thumb along the head of his cock before moving down his length again.
Jesper could and has spent a lot of time simply kissing Claude, at least partly because he made him wait so long, so his lips are permanently a source of temptation. He makes certain to spread his legs just right to make it easier for Sylvain to do as he likes, although he does gasp loudly out of the kiss when Sylvain uses his tongue on him. "Should have seen that coming," he laughs and shivers. Trust him to turn the tables and kick Jesper into a new level of pleasure the same way.
He's already hard as can be and while he could insist on waiting, there's no reason he has to, since he has no refractory period to speak of in truth. And since these two lovely people are putting in the work, they should get the benefit. Jesper is practically open from the moment Sylvain puts his fingers in so that takes no real work, but it does give very real pleasure. He is careful not to push back into his fingers though since he is doing wonderful things with his tongue and doesn't need encouragement.
Jesper is getting it on both ends at the moment and this is a wonderful preview of being in the middle of them again soon. "Harder with the fingers, Sylvain. Faster with the hand, Claude." Demanding, yes, but they know how vocal he is. And besides that, he's all good with experiencing it and letting the ecstasy slide over his body from every nerve ending. He pulls Claude into another kiss, a deep one that barely has any end at all, allowing them moments of quick breathing and gasping before the next one. He's going to make them both dizzy with it.
The double attack doesn't take long before he jerks up into Claude's hand and spills over his fingers, moaning into the kiss and then forcing himself to break away to pant desperately, feeling like he could possibly pass out. It was a rush.
There's fond affection in his voice as he chuckles and turns his head slightly to the side. Only long enough to nip at Jesper's ass with playful sharpness before returning to his task again.
Jesper doesn't need much prep - he goes easily loose and slick as Sylvain's fingers add to the teasing, so Sylvain instead works towards pleasuring him, fingers thrusting into him as his tongue teases against sensitive skin. His fingers seeking out his lover's prostate as he purposefully sends intense stimulation along his nerves, timing it in time to the movement he can see of Claude's fingers wrapped around his cock. it's only fair, after all.
When Jesper spills between them, he chuckles and pulls back a little, giving him a moment to catch his breath.
"But since you're so gorgeous when you come, I suppose I'll forgive you. This time."
He meets Claude's gaze over Jesper's shoulder - or perhaps in the reflection - and gives him a playful wink, a sated smile full of satisfaction curved across his lips.
That instruction - no, that demand Jesper issues only gets the smirk on his face to widen when he takes it as encouragement. Not just for the movement of his hand when his next stroke of Jesper's cock is deliberately slower for the sake of being ornery and because that insistence is effective as it always is. Whatever retort Claude had for the sake of offering one becomes a noise swallowed up between the two of them when a familiar mouth crashes into his.
It's another firm instruction and this one he heeds instead of continuing to be difficult as he moves his hand faster. The pace now matches the lack of air as he uses it to fuel that want, that need, that desire which has his own cock beginning to harden again the closer Jesper gets to the edge. And when he comes that moan is music to his ears, though he doesn't let the other god get away quite so quickly, out of breath or not. The next kiss isn't really much of one since it's broken up by grinning against Jesper's mouth before he glances to catch Sylvain's very pleased gaze.
"If we didn't already have plans, I'd say we should fuck Jesper just like this between us. A sight to save for another time with more mirrors so we don't miss a second." Or maybe they could use the last part for now as with a wave of his hand they're cleaned up again and the oil returns to his hand when desire's not faded even with them all being sated as he looks back to Jesper. "Or you and I could give Sylvain a show."
Jesper is bossy in bed without question and he's only heard complaints when they're playfully said like now. Sometimes his bossing turns into pleading, and either way, it's all focused on getting him what he wants. For a first time, this is already turning out exactly as good as he was hoping for. The three of them are working together, moving in sync, as easily as they do as separate pairs. Not that he expected this to be awkward, but sometimes threesomes can be in the start. And that can be fun too, to make them all laugh, but with Claude and Sylvain, things really have come easily once he got his mouth on them the first time.
It's in his kiss, all his best seductive qualities. It's absorbing Claude through Jesper's orgasm and he laughs, sucking in breath and laughing again, afterward. "Sweetheart, we are going to experience every combination of sex we possibly can, we have years ahead of us to make certain of that." Maybe they don't need to try every single thing this week, but also, Jesper's not going to argue if they decide to. He's all in. He is gorged on lust and everything he wants falling into his lap. Lucky man.
"As long as it leads to you being inside of me, Claude, I'm happy to be the show pony." Jesper reaches back to caress his fingers through Sylvain's hair lovingly. He moves though because he is going to flop down either way, and he decides to do it on top of Claude. Very sensible choice given the man's naked body needs to be blanketed in his opinion. He looks over his shoulder at Sylvain and grins. "Come up higher on the bed with us, baby. I want to kiss you."
The retort is said with a snicker, even as his tongue once more circles around Jesper's hole, fingers pressing in a little deeper. Still occasionally crooking within him to tease against sensitive nerves, but not too much just yet. Not wanting to drive him into overstimulation. It's more a lazy, simmering teasing now, as he watches Jesper sprawl comfortably atop Claude.
"I feel like we should just start making a list of plans. Somehow, I suspect it's going to be a very long list. Like maybe finding out if Jesper could take both of us at once..." And he adds a third finger as he says it, stretching Jesper wider. Just because he can.
"Is that your version of telling us to be patient? Hmph."
If both of them weren't so damned distracting, Claude might've had something better to offer than that. That's what he tells himself, anyway, though it's simply a bit of mouthiness considering there's no protest as Jesper becomes a godly blanket when he moves back to get them all more comfortable against the very nice bed beneath them. A bit of repose is never a bad thing, and especially when they both look at Sylvain at the same time when he doesn't move.
Watching Sylvain's 'kiss' in that deft work of his tongue is a rather nice sight and one he enjoys for a few seconds before he flicks his gaze back up to Jesper's face to watch the reaction in what will surely be equally as enjoyable. With it Claude trails a hand along one of Jesper's arms moving upwards and switching to drawing fingertips across skin he's come to know well, ending the motion with placing a hand on Jesper's cheek to turn him back forward. All the better to capture those lips again in a brief kiss and in the tiniest ask for attention. Can't let the rest of what Sylvain said go without a response, after all.
"I'm sure we could find plenty of things for a list, don't you think? Put all of our imaginations to use and then some."
Jesper shivers from the overstimulation of still being worked in but he also hums contently and keeps his legs spread so Sylvain has all the access he needs to keep going. He will pout a little bit about not getting to kiss him right away, which he does by looking over his shoulder at him with an exaggerated one, but it's chased away by a smile right away. He sighs and moans when the third finger pushes inside of him and he gets pulled into a kiss with Claude. Truly the best of all worlds, stuffing him full of pleasure and attention.
He moves his mouth down Claude's jawline and suck and nibble at the skin on his neck though, deciding to take the time to make a very nice hickey on it. He laps at the bruise afterward and starts pushing back into Sylvain's fingers, already starting to bounce back. It's all within his willpower but he likes it being a natural spring into desire again, letting it linger on his skin and grow again.
"Oh I am certain that I could. I am an entity of love after all. Who knows what I am capable of?" Jesper embodies that power too, although he's not even in his strongest form yet. In another few hundred years, he'll be twice as strong, fed by his own cult and becoming a popular god to worship. "Not to mention how creative we'll be able to be with what we are." There's only possibility ahead of them!
"I really am getting the best of the deal in this though, as I should be, it being my idea." He grins into Claude's neck, biting his clavicle. He gets to fuck and be fucked at the same time, a glorious middle of the sandwich. "Sylvain, sweetheart, do you need more prep?"
There's laughter lurking in his tone as he sets his teeth in the fleshy curve of Jesper's ass, biting down hard enough to leave a mark in his skin.
But he props himself up on one elbow to peer up the line of his lovers' entwined bodies with a smirk. "I think we all know by now that I'm always ready to go. Was that your subtle hint you were feeling thoroughly prepped yourself?"
"If you stay there, you're never allowed to complain about anticipation again." Teasingly since Claude knows that'll have no such effect, nor will it keep any of them from enacting some form of it on each other now or at any future time. A comfortable sort of realization each and every time even when there's no rush as he trails a hand up and down Jesper's cock in lazy strokes, a reward for those very nice teeth finding purchase on him.
A brief reward since it's not long after he's gently pushing at the man's hips with one last kiss. "Even if it's already the best of the deal before getting started, I bet we can make it even more so here in a minute."
Since he's also taking that hint about being ready; even if he doesn't entirely want to shift Jesper from his lap where he is now thanks to that beautiful view of Sylvain behind him, it'll be more than worth it. With one last kiss brushed to wherever of Jesper's skin that's in range he reaches for Sylvain to curl a hand around an arm to tug until he can convince the other man to lean forward also for a kiss with a grin against his lips after. "Time to get comfortable wherever you want to be, my love."
"Me? Subtle? You know you could've used half a finger and I'd be ready." Jesper is the easiest person in the world to get open, so he does get a little impatient when they get there, because by the time fingers start moving, he just wants a cock. And he gets to have Claude's in a few minutes so he is most certainly not wasting time now. He shivers when Claude strokes him along with the excellent work Sylvain's doing and he's fully ready to go, but now it's about strategies.
Jesper knows they now have to figure positions out so he stays on top of Claude but also reaches out to Sylvain's hair to encourage him to come closer and join them. "You're the bottom, darling, your choice." There are configurations that they can do but Jesper is sandwiched either way and he'll be comfortable between the two of them. Sylvain's positioning needs to be about both comfort and excitement.
"Oh but first ...." Jesper turns slightly toward him and then steals his mouth for a heated kiss. He tastes himself on his tongue and probably isn't helping the cuase by kissing the words out of him, but it feels necessary. And fun!
Jesper makes a pretty convincing argument to move, when his mouth crashes against his own and it's distracting enough that there's little enough resistance in him when Claude tugs him, maneuvering him around their lover as they switch places. Claude's lips replace Jesper's and he moans into the kiss, hands sliding against their heated skin, trying to grasp at both of them as he's slid onto the bed.
He doesn't really think about it before he's rolling onto his back, wanting to touch both of them. Wanting to watch both of them, even as his own hands reach and tug, trying to draw them close.
"I'm comfortable like this. Besides. I don't want to miss a moment of this. Even if I know you two will be endlessly distracting, no matter what we do."
It's easy to press into those familiar hands as Sylvain's move over him, and same for the grin against the other's mouth when the kiss breaks before Claude lets him settle where he wants to on the bed.
"No adding more mirrors first? And here I thought you'd want to see every angle by giving yourself the best place to watch," Claude teases even while enjoying the sight of Sylvain sprawling out and he reaches for one of Sylvain's hands to press a few kisses along his knuckles. It's only sort of a joking suggestion; he's considering doing much the same since it might be a little difficult to see Jesper's face once they get started and it's not a sight he wants to miss.
A 'problem' they'll solve soon since with his other hand he finds the oil to uncap it again. Though deep desire's made him hard almost since they got Jesper off, it's Jesper's cock he reaches for to use slicking his length as a reason to offer him a few more strokes as he starts to move to allow a bit more space. "Your choice of where you want to go next, I think. I'll put you in charge of making sure we can distract Sylvain even more than we do already."
"We can make this entire room an erotic mirror." Jesper likes creating them because he truly enjoys the view from every angle. He's someone who believes that every part of sex is hot, there is nothing that turns him off, he likes watching to an obscene degree. He gives Sylvain a delighted smile though when he goes onto his back because it means he'll be able to look at his face. And Jesper does love that pretty face a great deal. He reaches out to tangle his fingers in Sylvain's hair and he tugs playfully, leaning down to kiss him again.
He has to let him go though because they are situating and Claude's touching him which sends shocks through his body of pleasure. He is so eager to have that man inside of him, it's almost pathetic. Jesper helps Sylvain's legs to spread to give him more access, comfortably placing one of his legs up against Jesper's shoulder. It puts him at a good angle to position on his knees between them, his own legs spread from there for Claude.
"Okay, baby, here we go." Jesper turns his head to press a kiss to Sylvain's ankle and then he slides into him like he was born to be there. It never gets old but it always feels incredibly natural, groaning as Sylvain's heat takes him in. "Fuck, I love you. Saints." Jesper angles so that he can thrust fully into Sylvain while lifting up his own ass to present to Claude. Technically it'd probably be easier for it to all be on their knees, but he likes looking at Sylvain's eyes too much. He's locked right on them.
"Okay, other baby, hop on." Jesper can still make jokes while balls deep inside of his lover.
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Fortunately, he and Jesper are on the same wavelength when it comes to where that was supposed to lead compared to where it did. That far more blunt suggestion is really what he was hoping for, and he lets his hand fall away from Sylvain's cock to end that round of teasing in favor of watching him settle between his legs after lifting his hips to assist with his pants being removed. It's Claude's turn then to forget where his thoughts were going thanks to the attention being lavished on him. A breathy exhale that ends in a moan leaves him as he exercises a tiny bit of a patience in not lifting his hips again to seek out even more as in lieu of that he reaches down to wind fingers into familiar red hair instead of the bedspread where his grip had been before.
"Since you're both busy," or about to be, with an appreciative eye cast towards Jesper where that sight alone would've been more than enough to get him completely hard as Sylvain's mouth around him has, "then I'll answer for you since you didn't answer me since I have plenty of ideas. I want to fuck Jesper while he fucks you, but only after he takes his time with you first."
Those words aren't completely smooth as they might've been otherwise, what with his breath catching in his throat every few and the same for stuttered movements of his hips to sink further into his attentions. But - even Claude has his limits in restraint, with only more chances for them to erode from here.
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He has a goal of his own though and he gets to turn his attention to Sylvain's insanely impressive thighs and ass. The man is huge and curved in all the right ways. Jesper loves it. He playfully nips at one of Sylvain's cheeks as he puts a hand out and calls a lubricant to him. Jesper makes his own, one that's become popular by others, because it has a warming spell on it to make it feel particularly good when pressed inside, and gives a sort of tingly feel to it too. Plus it's tasty (fruity or minty flavors, mint today), for people who need to lick around it, like Jesper's about to do.
"You're lucky I enjoy taking my time with him, or I would already be presenting myself to you to take, sweetheart." Claude is using the tone, it is very sensual! It's not his fault he likes the way he talks when he's turned on. That being said, he's made a promise and Sylvain is doing what he ordered.
Jesper starts out with a teasing curl of his tongue to Sylvain's hole to make him shiver a little, stimulating it with small quick jabs almost inside, just stroking the exterior. He plays with him only with his tongue at first, finally dipping inside and licking in circular motions to touch everything he can. He eats him like the feast he is, his hands first stroking up and down the cheeks, squeezing appreciatively and holding him apart.
One he's enjoyed himself for a bit he gets more serious and spreads Sylvain, lubing up one hand and sliding a finger into him, his tongue going in with it to work together to pleasure Sylvain. His finger can move faster, thrusting in to get him ready for two.
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Besides. He knows exactly how talented he is at this, and decades of practice have only made him better. Might as well put that practice to good use whenever possible.
Of course, it is more difficult to stay focused on what he's doing when he feels Jesper's lips and tongue start to tease him, to press into him, eliciting another strained moan that quickly melts into a whimper. His body jolts as one of those short jabs brushes over his prostate, sending pleasure arcing along his nerves, making his own erection jolt between his legs.
His fingers curl, biting into the flesh at Claude's hips as he abandons the teasing for the moment, taking him deep instead, swallowing him as deep as he can take him as he laves his tongue along the man's length. Lets his throat work around him as he carefully swallows, then relaxes his throat to take him deeper still. Transferring all that need created from Jesper's tongue - and then his fingers - into the hunger he lavishes on the other man's cock.
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The same which Claude knows can be said for Jesper and Sylvain as all the intimacy starts to overlap between the three of them. Strong fingers clutch at the grasp on his hips and Claude has to remember to sit up slightly from where his head had tipped back in pleasure without him consciously noticing. Sylvain's need is electric all on its own even before more of his cock sinks into the other's throat and his grasp into red hair tightens with a tug of approval. So much approval it takes him another moment to remember he'd been busy with offering helpful suggestions, though his attention centers back on Sylvain's more than anything right now.
"A shame to deprive him of even more of your talented fingers," to Jesper as a start, though Claude knows it's also the start of what pleasure's to come to Sylvain. "Especially when we all know you're good at getting us to come with them."
That's as far as the suggestion goes, not that it wasn't in Jesper's plans already when it comes to plans to spoil Sylvain. With another lift of his hips to encourage Sylvain and to further enjoy him, though not without carefully watching his face to make sure it's not too much, to seek out some sign of approval before anything else even as the slide of heat around him also gets a moan out of him.
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It is fantastic to watch Claude disappear into Sylvain's mouth like that, Jesper can almost taste it himself. He smiles at the sight and spreads Sylvain to two fingers easily, spreading him so his tongue has easier access to torment his prostate, stroking that sensitive spot and then using a third finger to push in. His tongue withdraws so he can really push deep into him now, thrusting against him with enough aggression to try and get Sylvain to be more intense on Claude's cock.
Jesper encourages Sylvain's legs wider and slides underneath him, just enough to get his head where he wants it to be, using his second hand to wrap around Sylvain's cock and start pumping on him steadily. He uses his tongue this time to lather his tip, applying constant stimulation to it. His fingers open him so that when they get to the next round, Sylvain will be fully ready to receive his cock. "Give it to me," he murmurs, sucking Sylvain's tip into his mouth.
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Claude doesn't have to worry about it being too much. If anything, it just makes him crave more.
And then Jesper gives it, without him even having to ask. Without asking for that even having occurred to him. He probably could have come soon without that extra urging, without so much as a touch, having both of them filling him, body humming from pleasure. But Jesper taking his cock in slick fingers, stroking him slowly and then swallowing the tip of him into a wicked heat, it's too much.
His strangled cry is muffled around Claude's cock as he involuntarily takes him deeper still, every single inch buried in tight wet heat now as his body tenses with a shudder sweeping through him. With Jesper's fingers still fucking into him, stretching him open, it's stimulation assaulting him from every angle and he's helpless to do anything but get washed away with it.
Cock pulsing hotly, he spills thickly as his hips buck, trying to press back further into that delicious mouth wrapped around his head.. Body spasming, his throat likely works tighter around Claude's cock, the sounds of pleasure he makes completely muffled around him, vibrating along his length. as he comes undone.
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It takes focus now - considerable focus - to remember the words to encourage them both on with praise as it gets harder to not lose himself in everything until that cry pulls his attention back. Even as lost in pleasure as he is the look of Sylvain experiencing it so much only doubles everything and intensifies it even more. Sylvain tumbling over the edge is enough for Claude to follow not long after when the sight unravels him as well. The sensation, too, both in what he can what he can feel transmitted in that mouth around him as he rides out his orgasm still buried in it until there's nothing left to give.
"Fuck, Sylvain, you're so good," gets panted when sense returns to him and he releases his hold on the other's hair to cradle one side of the man's face fondly, that faint praise not covering near enough. There's more to come yet as Claude's attention now turns to Jesper before he looks back to Sylvain with sense slowly returning to him enough to remind him of his promise. "Jesper's been very patient, hasn't he? Help me get him ready so he can fuck you into the bed beneath us after."
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Once Sylvain is clean he moves out from under him to behind him again, able to slide three fingers easily inside because of how relaxed an orgasm makes him. He's practically all open and accepting in this state, it's so slick and easy. He licks his lips and then steps toward the bed to dip down and slip his hands into Claude's hair, tilting his head back to dip down and steal a deep kiss out of him. With Sylvain's taste still on his tongue, spreading it into Claude's mouth.
They all have to situate a little differently to keep it moving but they're enormously adaptive, it's what makes them so good at this. "Here, Sylvain. Let me see in Claude's lap, love. You can help open me up, sweetheart. Claude, gorgeous, give a man a hand, will you?" Jesper smirks and does exactly what he says.
As they both know, Jesper is the easiest person to prep, he is automatically relaxed and very eager to get fucked, so really it's for the act of it.
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So he might be a little slower to react as Jesper gets comfortable, but he does manage to drag his eyes away long enough to reach for the oil. Slicking his fingers, he splays one hand against Jesper's back as he teasingly pushes him closer to Claude and kneels behind him.
But instead of pressing his fingers in just yet, he leans in to return the favor. Or maybe just further indulge his oral fetish. or both!
Either way, his tongue is agile and eager as he teases against that tight ring of muscle, flicking at it before pressing inside. He hums happily, even as he slides a pair of fingers in alongside his tongue, so he can both stretch and tease at the same time.
But his eyes? They remain locked on the mirror, watching the way the two men kiss - something he wouldn't normally be able to see from this angle, so he's exceedingly grateful for the reflection.
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Jesper settles over him and he runs his own hands down the man's sides to settle them on his hips to pull him closer and meets that smirk with one of his own. "Lucky for you I'm every bit as talented with my hands." As he kisses Jesper just as deeply again to trap any noises well earned by Sylvain's clever mouth, Claude reaches down to trail a couple of fingertips along the underside of the other man's length as the smallest tease.
One he intends to deliver on since a second after bringing his hand away he snaps his fingers to put those godly benefits of bending whatever to their will to use as now an oil coats his hand. A lubricant well known from past trysts that warms with each slide of his hand along Jesper's cock now at a pace meant to amplify the pleasure from Sylvain working him open. No focus now except bringing Jesper to the edge or over it as he breaks the kiss just enough to lean back with another smirk to watch the other man's face while running his thumb along the head of his cock before moving down his length again.
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He's already hard as can be and while he could insist on waiting, there's no reason he has to, since he has no refractory period to speak of in truth. And since these two lovely people are putting in the work, they should get the benefit. Jesper is practically open from the moment Sylvain puts his fingers in so that takes no real work, but it does give very real pleasure. He is careful not to push back into his fingers though since he is doing wonderful things with his tongue and doesn't need encouragement.
Jesper is getting it on both ends at the moment and this is a wonderful preview of being in the middle of them again soon. "Harder with the fingers, Sylvain. Faster with the hand, Claude." Demanding, yes, but they know how vocal he is. And besides that, he's all good with experiencing it and letting the ecstasy slide over his body from every nerve ending. He pulls Claude into another kiss, a deep one that barely has any end at all, allowing them moments of quick breathing and gasping before the next one. He's going to make them both dizzy with it.
The double attack doesn't take long before he jerks up into Claude's hand and spills over his fingers, moaning into the kiss and then forcing himself to break away to pant desperately, feeling like he could possibly pass out. It was a rush.
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There's fond affection in his voice as he chuckles and turns his head slightly to the side. Only long enough to nip at Jesper's ass with playful sharpness before returning to his task again.
Jesper doesn't need much prep - he goes easily loose and slick as Sylvain's fingers add to the teasing, so Sylvain instead works towards pleasuring him, fingers thrusting into him as his tongue teases against sensitive skin. His fingers seeking out his lover's prostate as he purposefully sends intense stimulation along his nerves, timing it in time to the movement he can see of Claude's fingers wrapped around his cock. it's only fair, after all.
When Jesper spills between them, he chuckles and pulls back a little, giving him a moment to catch his breath.
"But since you're so gorgeous when you come, I suppose I'll forgive you. This time."
He meets Claude's gaze over Jesper's shoulder - or perhaps in the reflection - and gives him a playful wink, a sated smile full of satisfaction curved across his lips.
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It's another firm instruction and this one he heeds instead of continuing to be difficult as he moves his hand faster. The pace now matches the lack of air as he uses it to fuel that want, that need, that desire which has his own cock beginning to harden again the closer Jesper gets to the edge. And when he comes that moan is music to his ears, though he doesn't let the other god get away quite so quickly, out of breath or not. The next kiss isn't really much of one since it's broken up by grinning against Jesper's mouth before he glances to catch Sylvain's very pleased gaze.
"If we didn't already have plans, I'd say we should fuck Jesper just like this between us. A sight to save for another time with more mirrors so we don't miss a second." Or maybe they could use the last part for now as with a wave of his hand they're cleaned up again and the oil returns to his hand when desire's not faded even with them all being sated as he looks back to Jesper. "Or you and I could give Sylvain a show."
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It's in his kiss, all his best seductive qualities. It's absorbing Claude through Jesper's orgasm and he laughs, sucking in breath and laughing again, afterward. "Sweetheart, we are going to experience every combination of sex we possibly can, we have years ahead of us to make certain of that." Maybe they don't need to try every single thing this week, but also, Jesper's not going to argue if they decide to. He's all in. He is gorged on lust and everything he wants falling into his lap. Lucky man.
"As long as it leads to you being inside of me, Claude, I'm happy to be the show pony." Jesper reaches back to caress his fingers through Sylvain's hair lovingly. He moves though because he is going to flop down either way, and he decides to do it on top of Claude. Very sensible choice given the man's naked body needs to be blanketed in his opinion. He looks over his shoulder at Sylvain and grins. "Come up higher on the bed with us, baby. I want to kiss you."
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The retort is said with a snicker, even as his tongue once more circles around Jesper's hole, fingers pressing in a little deeper. Still occasionally crooking within him to tease against sensitive nerves, but not too much just yet. Not wanting to drive him into overstimulation. It's more a lazy, simmering teasing now, as he watches Jesper sprawl comfortably atop Claude.
"I feel like we should just start making a list of plans. Somehow, I suspect it's going to be a very long list. Like maybe finding out if Jesper could take both of us at once..." And he adds a third finger as he says it, stretching Jesper wider. Just because he can.
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If both of them weren't so damned distracting, Claude might've had something better to offer than that. That's what he tells himself, anyway, though it's simply a bit of mouthiness considering there's no protest as Jesper becomes a godly blanket when he moves back to get them all more comfortable against the very nice bed beneath them. A bit of repose is never a bad thing, and especially when they both look at Sylvain at the same time when he doesn't move.
Watching Sylvain's 'kiss' in that deft work of his tongue is a rather nice sight and one he enjoys for a few seconds before he flicks his gaze back up to Jesper's face to watch the reaction in what will surely be equally as enjoyable. With it Claude trails a hand along one of Jesper's arms moving upwards and switching to drawing fingertips across skin he's come to know well, ending the motion with placing a hand on Jesper's cheek to turn him back forward. All the better to capture those lips again in a brief kiss and in the tiniest ask for attention. Can't let the rest of what Sylvain said go without a response, after all.
"I'm sure we could find plenty of things for a list, don't you think? Put all of our imaginations to use and then some."
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He moves his mouth down Claude's jawline and suck and nibble at the skin on his neck though, deciding to take the time to make a very nice hickey on it. He laps at the bruise afterward and starts pushing back into Sylvain's fingers, already starting to bounce back. It's all within his willpower but he likes it being a natural spring into desire again, letting it linger on his skin and grow again.
"Oh I am certain that I could. I am an entity of love after all. Who knows what I am capable of?" Jesper embodies that power too, although he's not even in his strongest form yet. In another few hundred years, he'll be twice as strong, fed by his own cult and becoming a popular god to worship. "Not to mention how creative we'll be able to be with what we are." There's only possibility ahead of them!
"I really am getting the best of the deal in this though, as I should be, it being my idea." He grins into Claude's neck, biting his clavicle. He gets to fuck and be fucked at the same time, a glorious middle of the sandwich. "Sylvain, sweetheart, do you need more prep?"
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There's laughter lurking in his tone as he sets his teeth in the fleshy curve of Jesper's ass, biting down hard enough to leave a mark in his skin.
But he props himself up on one elbow to peer up the line of his lovers' entwined bodies with a smirk. "I think we all know by now that I'm always ready to go. Was that your subtle hint you were feeling thoroughly prepped yourself?"
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A brief reward since it's not long after he's gently pushing at the man's hips with one last kiss. "Even if it's already the best of the deal before getting started, I bet we can make it even more so here in a minute."
Since he's also taking that hint about being ready; even if he doesn't entirely want to shift Jesper from his lap where he is now thanks to that beautiful view of Sylvain behind him, it'll be more than worth it. With one last kiss brushed to wherever of Jesper's skin that's in range he reaches for Sylvain to curl a hand around an arm to tug until he can convince the other man to lean forward also for a kiss with a grin against his lips after. "Time to get comfortable wherever you want to be, my love."
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Jesper knows they now have to figure positions out so he stays on top of Claude but also reaches out to Sylvain's hair to encourage him to come closer and join them. "You're the bottom, darling, your choice." There are configurations that they can do but Jesper is sandwiched either way and he'll be comfortable between the two of them. Sylvain's positioning needs to be about both comfort and excitement.
"Oh but first ...." Jesper turns slightly toward him and then steals his mouth for a heated kiss. He tastes himself on his tongue and probably isn't helping the cuase by kissing the words out of him, but it feels necessary. And fun!
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He doesn't really think about it before he's rolling onto his back, wanting to touch both of them. Wanting to watch both of them, even as his own hands reach and tug, trying to draw them close.
"I'm comfortable like this. Besides. I don't want to miss a moment of this. Even if I know you two will be endlessly distracting, no matter what we do."
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"No adding more mirrors first? And here I thought you'd want to see every angle by giving yourself the best place to watch," Claude teases even while enjoying the sight of Sylvain sprawling out and he reaches for one of Sylvain's hands to press a few kisses along his knuckles. It's only sort of a joking suggestion; he's considering doing much the same since it might be a little difficult to see Jesper's face once they get started and it's not a sight he wants to miss.
A 'problem' they'll solve soon since with his other hand he finds the oil to uncap it again. Though deep desire's made him hard almost since they got Jesper off, it's Jesper's cock he reaches for to use slicking his length as a reason to offer him a few more strokes as he starts to move to allow a bit more space. "Your choice of where you want to go next, I think. I'll put you in charge of making sure we can distract Sylvain even more than we do already."
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He has to let him go though because they are situating and Claude's touching him which sends shocks through his body of pleasure. He is so eager to have that man inside of him, it's almost pathetic. Jesper helps Sylvain's legs to spread to give him more access, comfortably placing one of his legs up against Jesper's shoulder. It puts him at a good angle to position on his knees between them, his own legs spread from there for Claude.
"Okay, baby, here we go." Jesper turns his head to press a kiss to Sylvain's ankle and then he slides into him like he was born to be there. It never gets old but it always feels incredibly natural, groaning as Sylvain's heat takes him in. "Fuck, I love you. Saints." Jesper angles so that he can thrust fully into Sylvain while lifting up his own ass to present to Claude. Technically it'd probably be easier for it to all be on their knees, but he likes looking at Sylvain's eyes too much. He's locked right on them.
"Okay, other baby, hop on." Jesper can still make jokes while balls deep inside of his lover.