Climate Change

A.N: This is the first time I've ever written a fic with this pairing...so apologies if it sucks. F/M/M is something I've never done before.
Hope it's good though.
Enjoy!

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Climate change

Raine sighed as Lloyd let out another long groan of boredom and frustration and turned to glare at the youth. He had done nothing but complain for the past two hours, and Raine's patience had long since worn thin.
With a growl she shoved herself away from the table she was leaning over, startling the others in the room. Kratos and Yuan, leaning over the table along with her, looked up abruptly at the sudden movement, frowning at the sudden shift in attitude.
“Lloyd, if you want to leave, leave.” She pointed to the door.
“No one will come with me though. I'm not going on my own.”
“I'm sure someone will go with you,” she turned to look at the rest of the group, finding them all sitting around the room looking bored. “If any of you want to leave, do so. Kratos, Yuan and I can handle this.”
“Um...well then...I'll go with Lloyd.” Colette stated, standing up and looking over to Lloyd.
That was all it took for the wave to start and the group were standing up heading for the door. Only Zelos stopped at the door to check if Raine was ok with being left alone with the seraphim, but she was already buried in work. He supposed that as long as work distracted them, she'd be ok.
Giving her one final glance, Zelos left, closing the door gently behind him.
Raine straightened from the table again. “Finally. It's about time they left us to it.”
Kratos gave a half-smile as he checked something on the map in front of him. “We do still have to get this finished before anything else can occur though.”
“Yes, but we should be able to get it done quicker now that Lloyd isn't distracting us every two minutes.” Yuan glanced up to Kratos briefly.
It had been a few days since they had reunited the worlds and though one problem was solved, a whole new load had arisen. With the mess that the new world was in, Kratos had decided to remain on earth, instead of travelling with Derris-Kharlan. His assistance was required more here than anywhere else. Though he would admit, there were one or two other reasons why he had stayed.
The auburn seraph straightened suddenly and stretched, glancing out of the window to the changing landscape of the Triet desert.
He, Yuan and Raine had been in this room everyday and night since the restoration of the worlds, trying to figure out the after effects of the change before they happened. They wouldn't be able to stop it, but at least they could help people who would be in danger from the changes.
Other members of the group were dotted around the world, working on various schemes here and there, reporting back to the renegade base in the Triet desert in order to keep everyone informed of developments.
Regal and Presea had already started helping to rebuild Ozette and Palmacosta, whereas Sheena was running as an emissary between the two worlds. She stopped in on occasion and every time she did, she seemed rather harassed.
As for Genis, Colette and Lloyd, they were waiting on information so they could get started on destroying the exspheres left in the world. Zelos was hanging round with little to do, though at some point he would be aiding Sheena. The problem was that the ex-chosen didn't have any real life skills and would find it difficult to fit into this new world. The group were doing what they could to help him, but for the meantime, he was content to relax somewhere where Seles wouldn't find him.
Yuan suddenly wandered away from the table to the window, opening it and thrusting his head outside, scanning the surrounding area before pulling his head back in and checking the thermometer that measure the outside temperature.
“Any hotter?” Raine asked, looking up from the map again, tracing her finger over the lines of the wind pattern.
“5 degrees Celsius. Brings us up to 58 degrees.” Yuan answered turning away.
“And that's only one day. If this continues there'll be a huge climate shift within two days.” Kratos mused, tapping his finger against the coloured dot that represented Efreet.
Yuan nodded. “We'll be practically waking up in Flanoir.”
“And Flanoir will be like Triet. Simple pole reversal.”
“Why hasn't it already occurred though?” Raine questioned “Surely the summon spirits should have shifted their influences when the worlds were reunited?”
“The summon spirits take time to come to terms with the changes of the land, so their influence takes sometime to take effect. The conditions of the world will grow to an all time high, trying to influence the place they were once situated before a sudden drop of mana occurs and the appropriate element takes over.”
“That means that all the wind currents are disrupted.”
“And all the tidal patterns of the ocean. Have you not noticed that even the length of days is not constant? Luna, Aska and Shadow are struggling to come to terms with something that has changed after 4000 years.”
“It's no wonder that people believe the end of the world has come.”
“Ironic, since it's really the dawn of a new world.” Yuan commented.
Kratos shrugged. “It can't be helped. We'll just have to do what we can.”
“For the moment, all that is is figuring out which areas are going to be hit by storms.” Raine commented.
“But we still don't know where every city has been moved to.”
“Are they not in the same places as before?”
Kratos shook his head. “After the two worlds were ripped asunder, people built knew cities and the old were destroyed. The towns that Yuan and I grew up in are gone. Only a few places, such as Heimdall and Luin exist. Even Flanoir changed position. It was once in the ice caves where the seal now lies.”
“I see.”
“We need those cartographers to get finished.” Yuan muttered, tapping idly on the table, flicking a lamp on and off.
“Yuan,” Kratos warned “stop that or--”
The low hum of energy that ran about the facility sudden stopped, and the lamp flickered off for good. Yuan instantly went to the doors, tapping on the pad beside it when they didn't open.
There was nothing.
The blue haired seraph turned to face the other two, looking sheepish.
“Uh...the technicians will sort it out. It'll be up and running in half an hour.”
--
“Four hours and fifteen minutes.” Kratos commented, looking at the battery powered clock on the wall.
A small ball of paper hit him in the back of his head as a response and he turned to glare at Yuan.
Raine sat slumped in a chair, looking across at the door that led to the bedroom, wondering if she could take a nap to get away from their bickering.
“Gentlemen, kindly desist.”
“He started it.” Yuan grumbled.
“I don't care who started it, I'll finish it.” Raine snapped, glaring at Kratos warningly before letting her eyes drop. A second later...
“Four hours and sixteen minutes.”
There was a sudden barrage of small paper balls fired in Kratos' direction and Raine rolled her eyes, stumbling upright from her chair, looking at the thermometer that measured the heat of this room. 40ºc and rising.
Raine panted a little, looking down at her sweat soaked blouse. She had long since removed her coat, shoes and rolled up the legs of her pants and the sleeves of her blouse.
Kratos and Yuan were in a similar state, stripped to the waist. Even their angelic abilities couldn't resist temperatures like this. Raine was only glad for the supply of water from the tap in the bedroom.
“I'm going to lie down,” she announced, heading for the doors “try and keep the noise to a minimum.”
“Raine,” Kratos called after her “Don't fall asleep.”
Raine nodded. She knew she was suffering with heat stroke to a degree, and falling asleep would only worsen her condition. So she left the door propped open behind her, so the men could keep her awake.
She heard them murmuring to each other quietly as she lay down on the bed, trying to relax and cool her body.
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Hours passed and still there was no sign of release from office and joining bedroom. Raine sat up from the sweaty bed, finally relenting to the heat and pulling off sweat slicked blouse and pants. She didn't care if the men in the other room saw her. They had seen a female body before and hers was nothing special. All she cared about at the moment was that they get the damned air conditioning back on soon before she melted into a puddle on the bed. Judging from how sweat soaked the sheets were, she wasn't far off.
“Raine?”
She turned at the sound of her name being called, twisting her back to look at the male standing in the door frame.
“Yes, Yuan?”
He shook his head, sweat dripping from the tip of his sodden ponytail. He had stripped down to his underwear too, and she was pretty sure that Kratos was in the same state of undress by now.
“I just wanted to check that you were well.”
“Apart from it being on the hot side, I'm fine, thank you.”
Yuan chuckled lightly. “On the hot side, huh?”
Raine lifted a silver eyebrow before sitting up and facing him. She would admit that she didn't know Yuan all that well, but the laughter wasn't something that sat right with her.
“Are you feeling ok?”
“Of course.”
“And Kratos?”
The mercenary suddenly appeared from behind the door. “I am quite well.”
Raine frowned. There was something white and wet looking on Kratos' chest and she stared at it before looking between the two men.
“Are you sure you're alright, Raine?” Kratos asked, looking a little concerned over the way she was staring at his chest. Glancing down briefly, he noticed the spot of white, sitting just above his nipple. He quickly wiped it off with his finger, before licking it off the digit.
“Uh...yoghurt.” He explained briefly, before disappearing behind the door.
Yuan watched him go.
“Yoghurt?” Raine questioned.
“Uh...yeah....yoghurt,” Yuan repeated “You see...with the fridge off, all the food in sit was starting to go off in the heat. So...we ate the yoghurt to stop it from going to waste.”
“Uh-huh. Then why did Kratos look so nervous?”
“Kratos always looks nervous when he has his shirt off. Body image issues.”
Raine raised an eyebrow. “Body image issues? In a 4000 year old male angel? With a body like that?”
“Ah yes, well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And you know Kratos' self-depreciating angsty ways. He's bound to think himself ugly.”
“....right.”
“Ok?”
The younger half-elf nodded hesitantly before returning to the room she had been in before. She just about heard quiet, hushed laughter and murmurings and she immediately stormed back into the room. She jerked to a stop instantly, staring wide eyed at the sight before her.
The seraphim were standing in the middle of the room, their bodies pressed firmly against each other as they kissed. Raine just about caught sight of Kratos' pink tongue pushing into Yuan's mouth.
Her jaw dropped.
She was well aware of the existence of homosexuality...but she had never seen it being practised before. And she had never thought that the first time she would see it, it would be between a pair of ancient seraphim. And she had never thought it could be such a turn on either.
Her eyes traced the bodies in front of her, the firm, clean lines of every limb, the similarity in skin colour...but the shocking contrast of hair colour and build.
Kratos was taller and heavier. He looked stronger, his muscles bigger, more defined, like anything that hit him could be repelled so easily. Yuan was shorter, slimmer. His muscles were lithe, his body sinewy, subtle curves tracing his frame. Delicate, elegant but resilient.
A noise of surprise escaped her throat as Kratos' hands slid down Yuan's back purposefully, underneath the waistband of his underwear to grip his buttocks firmly.
The seraphim turned slowly, looking at the woman who had just invaded their privacy and she blushed profusely under their unwavering gazes.
She would have thought that there would be some sign of embarrassment from them, maybe a little shame, but there wasn't even the vaguest discomfort shown in their bodies. Kratos lifted an eyebrow at her before turning his head back to Yuan, nipping at his lower lip.
The other seraph grinned, letting Kratos nip at his lip as one hand slid down the front of the other man's body, sinfully slowly.
Raine gasped softly as Kratos tilted his head back, letting out a low groan as Yuan's hand closed around him beneath the material of his underwear. The other hand joined it a moment later, cupping him gently as the blue haired elf leant forwards to gnaw at the other's exposed throat.
Kratos hissed, feeling Yuan's teeth working at his adam's apple and he opened his eyes a fraction to glance across at Raine. She was still staring at them, as if frozen in place, and he couldn't help but laugh softly at her.
He let his head fall, bringing his mouth to Yuan's ear, allowing his body to begin to move gently to the time of those strokes. Yuan grinned, casting a sly look at Raine and pulling his hands from Kratos' body. Separated, the two advanced on the woman slowly, their motions predatory.
“You look a little lonely there, Ms. Sage,” Yuan murmured as they approached. “We’re you not enjoying the show?”
Kratos flicked an item of clothing from his path with his foot as they continued advancing on her. “Perhaps she was enjoying the show,” he was a pace away from her now, his voice barely above a murmur “a little too much.”
He circled around to her back, Yuan still approaching from the front. “Which is it, Raine?”
His hand skimmed up her arm, barely touching white skin but she jerked away nonetheless, her back brushing against Kratos’ chest as she did. She felt his hot moist skin brush against her bare shoulder blades, dampening them with his sweat and she shifted forwards again, to find Yuan a hair’s breadth from her.
“You’ve not answered me, Raine.” Yuan stated, leaving his arms at his sides, lest she flinch away from him again.
“I…I was …merely surprised to see you and Kratos… kissing.”
Yuan chuckled softly. “And other things besides…”
“Yes.” She answered shakily, but truthfully.
“Have you never seen two men kissing before, Raine?” Kratos asked softly and she craned her head around to face him as she answered.
“No…I hadn’t, though I was aware of the practice.”
“And?”
“And what?” she questioned the ex-mercenary.
“Did it disgust you like it does so many people? Did you find it…distasteful?”
“N..no. It…didn’t.” She sounded surprised at her own answer and Kratos smirked softly at her, even as Yuan drew her attention back to himself.
“Well…that’s good to know.”
He took a miniscule step towards her, tilting his head as he looked at her, as if he meant to kiss her. His warm breath ghosted over her skin and she lifted her own head slightly, responding to the warm breeze against her face. Behind her, hot air blew softly onto her neck.
Raine took in a breath of air quickly, feeling her temperature beginning to rise despite its already elevated level. She knew what this would lead to if she let the two men continue, she was aware of the game they were playing, and though heat was rising, she wasn’t going to give in. She would not be their plaything.
She made to push Yuan away and slide away from Kratos, intent on getting away from the heat of firm bodies, when a strong arm wrapped about her waist from behind, pulling her flush against Kratos’ chest.
Yuan stepped forwards again, closing the small gap she had made by pushing at him, bringing his chest just close enough to brush against hers, his hands falling to her waist to sit above her hips. Strong and firm, but considerate, not grabbing or hurting, just holding.
She lolled her head back for a second, suddenly overwhelmed by the pressure of hard male bodies against her own curved form and she had to breathe hard to form the words she wanted to speak.
“What’s…gotten into you two?”
A gentle chuckle from Yuan ran vibrations through her entire body, just as Kratos leaned forwards, his lips at her ear.
With voice lowered, he kissed the skin of her ear, just once, before answering her:
“Heat.”
Her knees all but buckled at the tone, the word, the promises it that voice and she felt it flare inside of her. Heat.
Her eyes closed and she became aware of rough hands moving carefully across her exposed skin, gently caressing, testing her reaction, waiting to see if she would rebel against them.
She didn’t. She couldn’t.
Not here, not when this was happening to her, with these two men. It had been so long since she had last allowed herself to be touched, though she had had many advances, not least from Zelos but now…now she was going to let herself give in.
It was stupid, she knew. A bad idea, if ever there was one but…she would blame it on the heat, on the two men she was sandwiched between, on her long celibacy. On anything, as long as it would allow her to give into those warm hands roaming across her body.
They were gaining confidence now, become firmer in their stroking as the mouth at her ear lowered to press kisses down her neck, lips parting to let a wet tongue slide out and ghost along her skin.
Kratos shifted, feeling his own heat building further, becoming more interested as he felt the soft curves of Raine’s backside pressing back against him. His eyes flicked open, up to his old lover’s, garnet meeting emerald. Sly and calculating as they usually were, they were now warm with passion and lust and Kratos could see all too well the way Yuan’s body was gradually pressing more and more firmly against Raine’s, the way his crotch was pressed up against hers.
He lifted his own hands to her shoulders now, sliding them down her slender arms before slipping down onto the sides of her ribcage, feeling the delicate bones beneath beginning to rise more rapidly. His palms pressed firmly down her sides, down over the curves of her slender waist to rest on her hips, replicating the motions that Yuan’s hands had been performing before. Only now, Yuan’s hands were sliding up her sides, repeating motions of heating skin until he reached the black hem of her bra.
Fingertips traced across the bottom of it as he shifted forwards, letting his nose brush against hers, his mouth scarcely a centimetre from hers. Ever so slowly, he inched forwards, tilting his head so that his lips came to rest softly against hers.
She reacted immediately, mouth opening to allow his tongue inside and as she did, she thrust her own hips forwards against Yuan’s purposefully.
The blue haired half elf gasped suddenly, eyes snapping open and widening in surprise. A sly grin fell across Raine’s face and she pressed herself back against Kratos, circling her arms around his neck as she began to move her hips in a sultry circular motion against his, driving her backside against his crotch.
Kratos let his head drop to her neck again, closing on it and sucking heavily now, drawing skin into his mouth, his tongue skating over it.
Yuan moved back into the heat of Raine’s body again, letting his mouth close over hers and she instantly took control of him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth her arms dropping from around Kratos’ neck to wrap around Yuan’s back, pulling him firmly against her.
And suddenly, she realised that there was no turning back from here.
She could feel erections pressed against both sides of her hips, hard and hot and she began circling her hips again, so that she was rhythmically pressing her hips to both of them, teasing them.
Mouths were on her skin, hot, wet and insistent, hands caressing and rubbing at her skin eagerly. For a moment, she leant her head back, closing her eyes and letting the boys do whatever they liked with her. She wanted to see if four thousand years of life had improved their sexual prowess. From the way they were acting now, like teenage boys with their first love, it hadn’t.
Except that she was sure she was going to be proved wrong. Because after 4000 years, how could they not have learned more about this? She found her desire to experience that ancient knowledge increase suddenly, conveniently at the same time as when Yuan’s mouth traced along the upper edge of her bra cup, his tongue sliding underneath just ever so slightly.
Her skin rose into goosebumps at the feel and his hands lifted to her back suddenly, sliding up between her and Kratos, fingers expertly releasing the back of her bra. She felt it slacken about her chest, felt Kratos’ fingers ghost back up her sides, his mouth capturing hers again, his tongue pushing into her mouth as his fingers hooked within the straps of her bra, pulling them down her arms sinfully slowly. So slowly that she barely noticed when she was exposed to the men.
It was only when her nipple was suddenly taken into the heat of Yuan’s mouth that she truly noticed, and she arched instantly into the touch. So absorbed in the feeling, she lost her awareness of the rest of the world, oblivious to the fact that Kratos’ hands were sliding around her body. Until one of them slid under the hem of her underwear anyway, and the other hand coming up to her chest, playing with her free breast. A low groan escaped her throat as Kratos’s fingers began playing in circles over her increasingly sensitive skin, and Yuan’s hand came up to her back pulling her against him so that he could take more of her into his mouth. His tongue flicked over her nipple expertly, his teeth just grazing her skin enough to increase the intensity of the sensations. And somehow, Kratos’ fingers on her other nipple were matching the other man’s tongue’s motions perfectly. Until he pinched her teasingly, twisting and rolling her skin between two fingers and she felt her chest harden under fingertip and mouth to a level she didn’t know was possible.
Heat was building in her now, undeniably so, the warmth between her legs growing as Kratos’ mouth moved up to the tip of her ear, nipping gently as the hand within her underwear slid down a fraction further, one fingertip leading the way, just brushing the top of her slit.
She let out a heavy pant, suddenly not knowing where to focus her attention, if anywhere. There was hot wetness sucking at her breast, warm pressure at the other, and an increasingly interesting pioneering finger creeping lower, begin to slide over her folds.
Impatience suddenly seized her and she bucked her hips, his finger sliding down over her with the motion, and Yuan’s hands were suddenly at her hips, gripping firmly and pushing her back against Kratos. The other man stood firm behind her, her slight weight not moving him in the slightest as his finger continued to tease her.
As if in punishment, he slid lower, finding the source of her growing wetness and circling it gently, occasionally brushing over her to make direct contact. She tried to buck against him every time he did, but Yuan’s hands held her fast.
Raine wondered how long this was going to go on for, how long they were going to torture her like this. She was perfectly willing to take the next step. She wanted more direct contact, and that want was rapidly turning into need.
Yuan seemed to suddenly become aware of her thoughts, for he pulled his mouth away from her, glancing up to Kratos questioningly before turning back to her.
“Raine…this may be too late but…are you sure?”
“May be too late?” She questioned “Of course it is, but fortunately my answer is yes anyway. I wouldn’t have let you begin if I wasn’t…”
She let out a soft exhalation as Kratos’ hand left her breast and slid down her stomach to take hold of the hem of her underwear. Yuan’s hands were joining his a second later and together they tugged down the thin material exposing her completely to them.
Her eyes opened, nervousness creeping into her as she realised she was nude and she watched Yuan’s expression carefully. He seemed rather pleased by what he saw and he carefully began to kiss his way down her stomach to where Kratos’ hand was working. His free one had circled round to her backside and was gently kneading the flesh there, the other hand become more daring, pressing a little heavier against her, sliding easily through the wetness gathering on her.
She could feel it now, the heat and a pressure building inside of her between her legs. She could feel herself growing wetter, hotter, the ring of her muscles stretching, leaving her ready to be filled. They were contract of their own accord, throbbing gently and aching for something more substantial than the whisper of Kratos’ fingers over her.
Her breath was coming in soft pants as the men focused their attention on her lower body, Yuan’s mouth finding his way onto her as Kratos’ hand pulled away and slid up to touch her from beneath her. Hot breath tickled over her sensitive flesh and she shuddered.
A second later she was being pulled into a new position, lowered to the floor on her back, the men shifting around her so they could have easier access to her. Her thighs were seized gently, being pulled asunder and revealing her to the warm of the room, and she could smell her own scent as a pair of hands slid between her spread thighs, thumbs placed gently on either side of her slit and pulling her apart. Need suddenly flooded over her again and she braced herself against the floor, her hips bucking slightly until one of the men moved so that he was gently sitting atop her stomach, his hands still holding her apart.
The other man was deep between her legs now, breath falling against her wet, red flesh and she felt one of his fingers touch gently at the top of her, sliding downwards in a straight line, finally firm against her. An explosion of feeling crashed through her suddenly as she felt that finger press down against her clit and she bucked again, hearing a soft chuckle in response.
“Patience.” A voice whispered to her, and she thought it might have been Yuan. She couldn’t tell anymore though. She was only aware of someone’s fingers moving further down, sliding around her delicate flesh until they came to her entrance. They were running in circles around her very edge pressing heavily, promising so much but delivering so little. She was opening further to accommodate him, feeling herself stretch and pulse delicious, a slow trickle of her own fluids running from her waiting entrance.
“Please,” she whispered “I need something, anything …inside me…please.”
There was a pleading tone in her voice that she hated, but it was obviously what the men wanted, for a second later, there was a hot wet muscle sliding over her, pushing into her.
She had never experienced this before, something small but deceptively strong inside her, lips sucking gently at as much skin as it could.
Raine closed her eyes, letting out another low moan as they shifted again, the mouth pulling away so that she could move freely.
She looked around for a moment, sweat running freely down her skin and she found Kratos and Yuan sharing a briefly kissed, no doubt sharing the taste of her from whoever’s tongue had been inside of her. Yuan’s hands were on the hem of Kratos’ underwear, pulling it down without any hesitations and she noticed that the other man was already bare.
They were both fully erect, quite obviously ready for the next stage and she felt herself give a strong pulse at the thought.
“Raine,” Kratos called and she met his eyes to see that the men’s bodies were pressed together, damp chests heaving, but their gazes solely on her. “Come here.”
She crossed over to them automatically, watching as Yuan pulled away from Kratos to lie on his back, the other man still between his spread legs.
As soon as she approached them, Kratos’ hands were on her waist, pulling her down and guiding her so that she was on all fours above Yuan. His green eyes met hers for a moment and he smiled gently before arching his back.
“Go ahead.” Kratos whispered, his hands on her hips. One slid away, down between her legs to part her again, the other applying a gentle pressure, forcing her down gradually. The hand on her hip pulled away after a moment and he leaned forwards, pressing his chest against her rear to push her down, the other sliding down to grasp at Yuan, tugging on his length.
The seraph grunted in response, jerking hips upwards and he just managed to brush Raine’s entrance. Her wetness gathering on his head. She jerked her hips down towards him and lowering herself onto her forearms, she let her hips lower.
She stilled when she met his head, the hot hardness pulsing against her, and that was almost enough. Taking a deep breath, she stilled herself, before lowering her hips completely, pushing him inside her.
Her flesh parted easily for him and Yuan let his head fall back against the carpet, letting out his own low moan as he felt her surrounding him, squeezing him tightly and it took every ounce of will power not to move. His hands lifted to her hips, holding her down against him firmly and meeting her eyes, he gave her a single command.
“Wait.”
There was obvious confusion in her eyes, but she nodded shakily, shifting so that the length of his body pressed against hers.
Her juices were running down his length now and he felt Kratos’ warm fingers running against the gap where their bodies were fused before pulling away. Raine gasped instantly, her head whipping around so that she could look at Kratos.
“What are you doing?!”
Yuan bucked his hips suddenly, and the protest died on her tongue. It returned a moment later.
“Kratos….what…”
“Hush, Raine. Trust me.”
“But…this is..I’ve never…”
“I know…but I won’t harm you. Now trust me.”
She looked back over her shoulder, blue gaze meeting brown and with an almost resigned sigh, she nodded, letting him continue.
His hands were running in slow teasing circles about her anus, just as he had to her front, spreading her wetness onto her. A finger ran back towards the joining, and for a second Raine’s eyes widened as she felt one of his fingers push inside her, alongside Yuan’s length.
Even he bucked in response at the feeling of Kratos finger against him and he sighed, letting his head fall back against the carpet, waiting for Kratos to make his move. They didn’t have to wait much longer.
Raine felt only apprehension as she felt the head of Kratos’ press against her backside, finding her other entrance, but it was suddenly banished as Yuan pressed up into her, distracting her, gently building a slow rhythm inside of her as Kratos slowly met Yuan’s rhythm, waiting until Raine was suitably distracted for him to make his move. He shifted forwards, bringing himself against her more firmly, his hands sliding down her stomach from the front, down between her and Yuan’s bodies, in between her legs again. He could feel how her flesh was swollen and full, and he let his fingertips slide down to her stretched ring again, feeling how it clasped about Yuan’s member. He pulled back up a fraction after a second, his other hand sliding down so that he could part her, allowing his fingertip to explore her, finding her clit more easily. He rubbed against it firmly, building heat and friction between the moving bodies as he ran his finger around her in rough circles.
Their pace grew, hips beginning to rock faster and faster and Kratos suddenly pulled his hands back to her waist, flipping her over so that she was lying on top of him, sandwiched between him and Yuan once more. And it made it so much easier as her juices slid down to coat her to align himself and push slowly inside.
She froze instantly, hips jerking to a stop, her eyes wide and for a second Kratos thought that he had maybe moved too fast, that she wasn’t ready.
And then she let out a low moan. Kratos licked his lips and slowly began to rock his hips back and forth, moving in and out of her tight opening, eyes falling shut as he felt Yuan’s length rubbing along his, separated by the thinnest wall of flesh.
Kratos purred.
Yuan grinned down at Kratos, watching as the man’s head fell back, his mouth falling open in a silent groan as they worked up their pace, thrusting in and out of Raine’s body with perfect rhythm, always one pulling out as the other pushed in. Raine’s hips jerked to the motions, trying desperately to find the rhythm, to find which member to follow.
She caught on eventually, allowing her hips to be moved of the men’s accord, because every time Kratos pulled out, Yuan slammed into her, pushing her back onto Kratos, only to have him surge forwards, driving her onto Yuan as he withdrew.
She was groaning constantly now, the feeling of being filled from both sides of her body overwhelming her, leaving her at the mercy of the two men riding the reactions of her body. They seemed equally lost in the sensations as well, for when she let her eyes flutter open she could see the way Yuan was biting his lip to hold back his groans and she lifted her hands to his back, running them down the smooth plane to grip at his buttocks, feeling the power in his hips every time he pushed into her. It was bliss.
The seraph shifted, opening his eyes to look down at her, leaning down to place wet kisses along her neck, gasping and arching his back when she clenched around him particularly strongly. In response he changed the angle of his hips, the miniscule shift allowing him to move deeper inside her.
Her response was instantaneous, her legs lifting to wrap about his hips, shifting him forwards inside her just a few centimetres more. It brought him fully inside her, to the point where he could not penetrate any deeper and he shuddered at the feeling of such warmth encasing him.
They rode for what seemed like hours, hips snapping back and forth at an increasing pace, sweat running freely from skin as bodies writhed and rubbed. Hands grasped and held, lips met or travelled across damp skin. Cries and pants were wrung from throats, desperate and needy, lost in sensations, growing in volume and intensity as they moved together.
But someone had to give eventually, and bring an end to the session with a final rush of energy and sensation.
That someone was Raine. The dam of feeling she had been trying to break through desperately suddenly shattered, releasing a flood of pleasure and heat through her body that completely overrode her senses. She arched instantly, body pulling so taut she thought she might snap in two, muscles singing as she strained, a wordless cry escaping her throat. She could feel her own wetness release between her legs in a sudden gush as she clenched around both men as tightly as she could, one final time before her body went completely limp.
Kratos grunted, feeling Raine’s tight muscles clench around him and his stomach muscles trembled in response, trying desperately to stave off release for just a few moments longer.
It proved to be in vain as he thrust forwards again, finding instinct taking control of his body completely, sending his hips ploughing forwards into the supple body between him and Yuan, and with a tensely held breath, he released into her, aware of Yuan following suit by the low cry he gave, the way he collapsed on top of Raine and both of them onto him.
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They lay together in a tangle of limbs for some time, their sweat mingling and sliding down each other’s bodies in lazy trails.
It was only the sound of footsteps approaching the room that spurred them into motion, Kratos pushing the other two off him and dashing for the pile of his clothes on the other side of the room, struggling to get into them whilst Raine dashed into the bedroom and Yuan calmly pulled his pants on before standing over the map.
The door slid open with a gentle hiss and the former Renegade leader turned to face the person who had just walked in.
Lloyd.
“Uh…hi, you guys ok? The techni….machine people said that there was a mal-something-or-other that stopped all the doors and stuff from working, but it’s fixed now.”
“I had worked that out on my own, but thank you for the update, Lloyd.” Yuan replied, looking over the map as if nothing had ever occurred in the room.
“Where’s the professor?”
“In the bedroom,” Kratos answered, turning away from the window he had just opened. “She went to lie down when it became too hot for her.”
A moment later, Raine walked out of the room, fully clothed…save for the underwear lying on the floor and she quickly crossed to it, kicking it under a chair and out of sight.
“Ah right. Hi professor.”
“Hello Lloyd.”
“So…what have you guys been doing, it’s been like, three hours.”
Kratos pursed his lips suddenly, looking up to meet the gazes of his lovers before he turned to his son.
“We’ve been…looking at the practical nature of climate change. What the heat can do to people etc.”
“Ok,” Lloyd nodded “Well…the guys have all got back and we’re meeting downstairs so…”
“We’ll be down in a moment, thank you Lloyd.” Raine answered, subtly dismissing the boy.
“Uh sure…” the boy turned to leave the room before stopping on the threshold and looking back to the room.
“Smells kinda weird in here…”

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