i_am_your_host | New Year's Eve Party: Part III

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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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Lucifer chuckles.
"I get by," he says. Modestly.

"So it would seem." Sinric chuckles, drinking deeply from his glass and letting the heat of it soak into him. He lets his head fall back, exposing the pale column of his throat.

Lucifer leans in and licks his throat.
Slowly.

Lucifer's tongue leaves behind a trail of gold light that fades slowly, a moan vibration up Sinric's throat. Sinric tastes like sweat and sex and sunshine. "Yes." He whispers, setting the glass aside to brush his fingers up Lucifer's thigh. "Yes."

"Ooh, sparkles," Lucifer chuckles as he bends his head to lick a new path next to the first.

Slowly.
Slooooowly.

Sinric giggles breathlessly, reaching up to bury a hand in Lucifer's hair. "I like not having to hide it."

"Not hiding," Lucifer nips his skin, "is the best."

"Nothing to hide." Sinric gasps softly as the radiant little star-burst. "Around people I trust."

Lucifer kisses the nipped skin and then then moves a little further down Sinric's chest.

Kissing. Nipping.

Sinric lights up like the reflections of fireworks on still water, moaning hotly. "You bring such pleasure with your touch. Please?"

"Tell me."

His voice is like honey, slowly gliding across Sinric's body, his mind.

"Your lips on my breasts," Sinric begs softly, "Your hand between my thighs, readying me to be taken again."

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Lucifer purrs as he slides a hand down Sinric's body, down to touch him with clever musician's fingers.

His lips slide down from Sinric's clavicle to his left breast.

Sinric sings again, bright and breathless. His skin ripples with light, moving with the flattering beats of his heart.

Lucifer's tongue is warm and slick, darting across the nipple before circling the areola.

His fingers skim across Sinric's scars and then move between his buttocks in a soft caress.

The melody of Sinric's song flutters, breathless and rich. He runs his hands down Lucifer's back, his own long fingers chasing patterns of warmth. His touch shares a sensation of pleasure, tingling in their wake.

Lucifer moans at the touch.
His skin is smooth and warm, but there's old pain and hidden screams in the scars in his back and Sinric may be well advised to avoid them.

Sinric saw them earlier as Lucifer shared pleasure with Ganymede and Jay. And knowing how his own scars can effect him, he keeps clear of them, keeping his hands to Lucifer's lower back.

Lucifer envelops Sinric's small nipple with his lips, teasing it with his tongue.

Keeping the rest of his touches light.

Light is perfect. Light and loving is what he wants most right now. Gentle joy.

His nipples harden to the touch, sensitive and warm. His slender body undulating with each movement of Lucifer's fingers. And all the while he sings, breathless but never missing a note.

He likes the singing.

(He misses the Music most of all).

Lucifer moves his lips slowly down Sinric's chest.
His belly.

Sinric's song opens into a warm,high melody, encouraging as Lucifer kisses lower.

He's a good kisser. Far more attentive like this than in conversation.

He moves slowly down Sinric's body.

Sinric spreads his arms over the back of the lounge, rubbing his slender ankle against Lucifer's hip, making room between his thighs. He sings pleasure, his light spreading out from his body in soft waves as his little snail of manhood wakes slowly.

Lucifer is thorough and methodical.

He settles between Sinric's knees, kissing thr soft skin right where his thighs meets his body.

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