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[oraculi]

the one with two ladies

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monday evening, 8 pm

[oraculi]

[So, that happened.

Does he deserve it? He really doesn't. Fucking not one but two incredibly attractive women, hell no he doesn't deserve it. But here they are, and sometimes, you gotta just take what good fortune you get and roll with it.

Besides: he's had twenty years of pent-up frustration. That's a long time for a man to be celibate, and a few quick fucks isn't going to get it out of his system. So yeah, he's enthusiastic; he eats them both out twice, fingers digging into soft thighs, mouth wet-- and when he finally fucks them both-- both!-- it's rough, because he's never really learned how to be soft.

It's good, though. He's panting in the aftermath, his shirt off and trousers on, sitting up against the wall, watching her with hazy affection. Scars litter his body, particularly over his stomach, but he doesn't seem all that worried about either of them seeing.]

All right?

[Admittedly, that's more to Beck than Katy. He knows she's all right. He's fucked her enough that he knows when he's pushing and when he's not.]

[polyapathy]

[Katy is more than all right. She needed this, something fun and mindless and safe, given she trusts both of them. In sex, yes, but also she can't see either of them throwing her under the bus at trial. That's important to her these days.

She's paid more attention to Beck than to Haymitch since they started, maybe playing the soft to his hard, but really, it's selfish—Haymitch is a regular by this point, but she and Beck are still getting acquainted, so to speak. The whole reason she'd brought up this idea in the first place was for a chance to fool around with Beck while Haymitch works on both of them. Slightly uncool to Haymitch, but she highly doubts he'd take issue. Must've been a real bummer to have to watch two women go at each other.

Katy's up and about already, fumbling around until she can find Haymitch's shirt, which she claims as her own. Such is the price of fucking her. There, she's dressed now.

She nods in response to the question, but she'll wait for Beck to speak up before she says anything else.]

[uncurtained]

[Beck certainly isn't inexperienced when it comes to sleeping with people, but this itself is a bit new - it isn't her first threesome, but she's much more accustomed to having one partner at once than multiple. Still, she's as much a people pleaser in this kind of situation as she is in social situations that happy when she's clothed. While they're going, she seems pretty committed to making sure both of them enjoy themselves.

She isn't complaining about either approach, really - she's never minded it a little bit rough, but it's nice to be spoiled, too. Her response makes it clear that she enjoyed it when she does speak, sitting up as she pulls the covers up over her chest. She sounds contented, if a little bit worn out.]

You could say it was all right. [Light, almost teasing.] I wouldn't mind doing that again sometime, honestly.

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Oh, I think we can arrange that.

[It's sighed out, but he slumps back, lying flat on his back. Good, then. He'll still take care of his girls, but let him catch his breath.]

We got nothing to do til Thursday, anyway. Might as well fill our time accordingly.

[polyapathy]

[Katy rolls her eyes and smacks him on the shoulder. Can you not bring up the ever-looming curfew, bud? Who raised you?? But she crawls over him to settle in between him and Beck, sliding under the covers as well. The middle is where she belongs.]

We're supposed to this week, after all. What do you think we'll win if we hit a bingo?

[uncurtained]

[After a few moments, she shifts slightly so her head is resting against Katy's shoulder, being careful of any burns as she does so.]

It's kind of its own reward in a way, isn't it? I mean, plus the tokens. [...] I hope it's something nice, though.

[oraculi]

It's gonna be a sex toy.

[God, but he wishes that was an excited prediction. It's really more dour, but not upset. Just grumbled, as he turns into Katy, getting comfortable.]

Or a coupon that gives us another goddamn word puzzle.

[polyapathy]

[She could not be more pleased at getting snuggled from both sides. Luckily, her burns have healed quite a bit—her skin is still tight and red in spots where she got the worst of it, but the constant pain is behind her. Now it just stings a little.

Poor Beck and her eye, though. That's another reason Katy wanted to pay special attention to her today; lord knows she likely doesn't feel super sexy after having taken an axe to the face. Beck deserves a good time!!]

Hey, don't knock the word puzzles. I'm getting pretty damn good at 'em.

[And turning to Beck:]

I'm with you. I'd take kink bingo over that shit with the sex tapes any day. At least this is fun.

[uncurtained]

If it's a sex toy after a store full of them opened up, I'll flip.

[She gives an amused noise, halfway between an exhale and a laugh, at what Katy says. She brushes some of her hair out of her face before responding.]

Oh, god. What movie did you get? I had to do Mean Girls with Shiraishi, which seems... oddly on point, now that I think about it.

[oraculi]

Twilight.

[Will someone explain Mean Girls to him, god, I hope so.]

Though I notice you and Shiraishi didn't actually do the deed, huh?

[Is he judging? Honestly, yeah! Yeah, he is!]

[polyapathy]

[Katy snorts, kicking lightly at Haymitch.]

Oh my god, leave her alone.

[...But. She tilts her head against Beck's.]

Mm, would've liked to see that, though.

[uncurtained]

[Beck shifts slightly to move one of her legs across Katy so she can also kick at him lightly, laughing.]

Unfortunately, you getting to see it means I would have wanted to do it in the first place. Even I have my limits.

[oraculi]

Now, is that something against the gentleman in question, or sex tapes in general?

[RUDE but he also doesn't return that kick, so clearly it's not that big a deal.]

[polyapathy]

Ooh, gossip.

[Katy is all the way here for tea? More because it just feels so normal than anything. Gossipy post-threesome pillowtalk is pretty far removed from a sex demon murdering them all one by one.]

Or was it the prompt? I'd argue Mean Girls would've been an easier script to follow than Twilight, but to each her own.

[uncurtained]

I mean, I'm not exactly shy, but it's still a little bit embarrassing when you have to wear costumes and follow a script and film the entire thing.

[But really, the bigger problem is...]

I don't know him that well, and it's not like he isn't attractive, even though I'm not really into guys with long hair. It's just - he's kind of a jerk, you know?

[oraculi]

[He snickers. It's childish, but there it is.]

What, you don't get along with everyone here? They're not all shining examples of humanity-or-otherwise?

Go on. Bitch a little.

[polyapathy]

Oh, trust me, we know.

[She vividly remembers breaking character like halfway through because she couldn't keep from laughing.]

I haven't talked to him much, but "jerk" tracks from what I've seen of him at trials.