[closed] oh, whatever you do, keep it with you

[capcious]

Who: elle, ferran, riley, zetta
Setting: sosufrey verse, pre-war
Summary: a catch-all post for pre-war threads of elle and the reynolds
Warnings: look at the chucklefucks involved and you can probably guess from there
Other: [gifs] [lyrics]

meet me in the garden where the weeds grow tall
down by the gate
i got a secret that i might tell
it'll give me away

meet me on the back porch where ivy climbs
where they sat on the swing
soak up the color of the midday sun
while the ocean sings

Comments

[inhonorof]

[Riley loves this, all three of them closer, holding Ferran between them... making him laugh, making him happy. He deserves this, for everything he's done for them. Riley nuzzles into Ferran's hair so his mouth is near his ear and starts murmuring.] You're so beautiful... I'm so glad we can do this for you. I love you so much.

[reformedcriminal]

[When Riley says that, Ferran has the same unsettled and contradictory feelings he always does. Part of him wants to curl up with Riley and Zetta and bask in their affection. Part of him wants to leave the house and go find a total stranger in a seedy club to press him down on a dirty mattress.

He won't, because he promised Riley and Zetta that he wouldn't do things like that any more. If it were just his own safety on the line, it wouldn't matter, but he can't risk infecting them with something he picked up from barebacking with drug addicts.]

[inhonorof]

[Riley wants to say more, but -- He knows he shouldn't. Zetta's talked with him about this before, that he needs to be careful and keep from overdoing it. He doesn't want to drive Ferran away, especially... not with things like this. With just -- telling him how he feels about him. But... Just this much should be okay, right? It shouldn't be too much to say that, he hopes. He presses kisses against Ferran's ear, moving down slowly to kiss and suck at his earlobe, then further down to his neck.]

[reformedcriminal]

[As the instinct to flee fades, his orgasm begins to build. He exposes his throat to Riley and brushes his thumb over Zetta's cheek to warn her.]

[capcious]

[Zetta learned Ferran's subtle little touches with more ease than she expected she would, and she knows it's not just a caress. She hums in acknowledgment, sliding a hand up so she can fondle his balls, adding another layer for the last stretch.]

[reformedcriminal]

[That's all it takes to finish him. He comes with a quiet gasp. All the performance from earlier is gone, and now it's just him and them without putting on a show.]

[inhonorof]

[Zetta continues bobbing, intending to draw out every last moment of pleasure for him, and swallows it all without mess. Riley keeps on kissing Ferran's neck, even after Zetta draws back, each one slow and adoring. Zetta watches them, her expression satisfied and proud. Like the cat that got the cream comes to Riley's mind. He tries to hold it back, but... He just can't. The giggles start escaping him, quiet but sure.]

[reformedcriminal]

[Ferran's smile at Zetta is relaxed and openly affectionate. He's let down his guard entirely for the moment.]

[capcious]

[God, they don't get to see him like this enough. It's rare enough it still gives her the fucking butterflies to see it. And knowing that they're the only ones who ever get to see him like this makes possessiveness grow in her chest, warm and strong and needy. ... She really wants to know what the hell Riley's giggling about, but first, she has to lean in to kiss that goddamn smile.]

[reformedcriminal]

[Feeling Riley's chest move with his giggling makes Ferran's smile broaden further as Zetta comes closer to kiss him.

He's happy. This life with the Reynolds is the most contentment he's ever had in his life. He hopes he doesn't spoil it.]