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New Year's Eve Party: Part III - The Party Bed (NSFW)

It's some time around 3:30 a.m. when Emcee brings his merry band of friends back to the penthouse. Those who are returning to Milliways, he says auf wiedersehen to with the warmest, most grateful of embraces as he opens a door for them. Those who are sleeping over, he guides them to the prepared guest rooms and provides them with fresh towels and pajamas. There is plenty of food in the refrigerator for whenever breakfast suits them.

And then, those who are here for the orgy, Emcee leads them down the hall to the master bedroom.

The spacious master bedroom is done in calm, neutral shades of off-whites, creams, and grays, the lighting dimmed to a soft glow. There is a plush chaise lounge by the French doors, an art deco vanity table, and similarly styled nightstands flanking the ginormous party bed. Nine feet wide by nine feet long, it fits three large pillows across, or three broad-shouldered men. Running the length of the headboard is a shelf stocked with toys and party favors: various types of lube, silicone cock rings, dildoes, and plugs--some of which vibrate!--and colorful condoms of every size. Safety is important! There are also small towels and tissues on the nightstands for everyone's convenience, and the private bathroom is just to the side.

Once Emcee has pointed everything out to his guests, he lets everyone gravitate towards their preferred partners.

"Remember to share, darlings, and have fun!"

[ OOC: Some guidelines! Because orgy logistics. Any questions/concerns, PM me!
1. The first two group threads will be taking place simultaneously. Without godding, and as handwavey as you like, please feel free to have your pup notice things going on in the other group, or even bump up or brush against someone. After all, everyone will be on the same bed.
2. Muns are all in different time zones. Slowtime is our friend! And to keep the action going when others are away, let's allow up to 6 tags (depending on the action/availability) out of order before resuming tagging order. (The first three tags will set the tagging order.)
3. I will be setting up a free-for-all thread after the group threads get going. Here everyone gets a chance to be with whoever they want. Can be just pairs, or however many agree to jump in!
4. THE PARTY SHOWER. Another free-for-all type thread where anyone is free to use the ginormous main shower or the hot tub.
5. Open indefinitely! ]

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Jay tilts his face to kiss Ganymede deeply as he rocks his hips, feeling the impossibility tight friction.

He reaches up to grip Lucifer's ass, squeezing as they rock together.

Lucifer mouths the back of Ganymede's neck before leaning back a little, to move with Jay.

Ganymede gives a wordless low moan into Jay's mouth, back flexing and arching as the other two move and his head lolls drunkenly.

"Mmmmfuck that's good," he sighs.

Lucifer takes hold of Ganymede's hips as he shifts his angle a fraction. Mindful of making as much contact with Jay as possible as well.

Moaning a little.

Jay pants, reaching up for Lucifer, even as he strokes Ganymede's shoulder. "So fucking tight. Gods, fuck!"

Lucifer purrs, moving slowly, slowly.

Ganymede arches back, spine bending like the rachis of a feather as his fingers curl in the sheets tightly. His breaths are hot and shallow as his eyes roll back with a nearly unintelligible moan, deeply enjoying his position.

Jay runs strong, steadying hands over Ganymede, whispering words of encouragement as he rocks his hips. The feeling is gods-damned intense, he can only imagine what it's like for Ganymede.

He reaches up for Lucifer, pulling him down into a kiss.

Lucifer moves with the pull, trapping Ganymede between them as he kisses Jay, mindful of keeping the movements of his hips suitably small.

His skin is warm and slick with sweat.

"Don't stop," Ganymede whispers, feeling gooseflesh prickle up along his back and his arms as he reaches for Lucifer's hips to pull him in close.

"Feels so good between you." He sighs it out, feeling more than seeing Lucifer and Jay kiss and loving the feel of them pressed against him.

"Feels so good being inside you. Feeling both of you." Jay groans into Lucifer's mouth.

Lucifer shifts a little more if his w3ight into his arms so he can move with small, controlled movements.

Gasping.

Ganymede groans and bucks against Lucifer, resting his head on Jay's chest as his muscles clench and relax in turns.

"I love it," he breathes, shifting and moving as much as he can between his two partners. "I want you both to move."

Lucifer settles into a smooth, rocking rhythm, stroking Ganymede's side.

"Like this?" he asks Jay.

"Hell yes." Jay growls, matching Lucifer's rhythm. He smoothes Ganymede's hair back, kissing the curve of his neck.

Ganymede rocks between them, bending to make it easier for them to get deeper, move faster. He may not be making full and coherent sentences, but by the sounds falling from his lips he's certainly enjoying himself.

"Yes, yes," he pants. "More!"

Lucifer moves against him with a slow and fierce intensity.
Gasping.

His hands have settled on Ganymede's hips.

Jay speeds up, trying to find a comfortable counter-rhythm to Lucifer just to mix things up a bit.

He's straining now, having to focus to keep from getting to overwhelmed himself as Lucifer's cock drags against his own in the vice of Ganymede's body.

Lucifer looks at him, cheeks flushed, wet lips parted as he gasps and then, on the next, tight slide, moans.

Ganymede, while pliant between the two bodies that have him relatively pinned, is no pillow queen and arches and rubs between them to help; his back bends as he reaches back for Lucifer's thigh with grasping fingers. A moan tumbles out of his mouth as he curls a hand around the back of Jay's neck to pull him into a deep and somewhat messy kiss, cheeks beginning to turn a dark pink with arousal.

"Come on," he pants. "Give it to me. Like you both mean it," Ganymede encourages, baring his neck and throat to whatever assault either of them would like to try. He plans to have quite a few marks to remember tonight by.

The Devil has sharp teeth and knows how to use them.
Lucifer bites down on the side of Ganymede's neck as he pushes as deep as he can.

Jay takes the other side, sucking a red mark onto the curve of Ganymede's collarbone. He grips Ganymede's hip, burying a hand in Lucifer's hair. "How close are you?" He asks them both, pretty close himself.

"Infinitely close," Lucifer murmurs, moving into the touch.

Ganymede lets out a strangled noise as Lucifer pushes deep, and only breaks the moan to suck in air in a gasp as he curls his fingers around Jay's arms.

"Almost," he manages, beginning to tremble as he rocks between his partners faster, nearly frantic. It doesn't take more than one or two thrusts more before his body shakes in a ripple up from his toes, all his muscles contracting and holding tight as he comes without even touching himself, and then all going lax again.

Lucifer is pulled along by Ganymede's climax, shuddering into the warm tightness.

Gasping wildly.

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