Second Treatment

A/N: welcome to a rather unrealistic porno. I seem to be pretty good at writing threesomes so I’m sticking to what I’m good at. This time, two guys and one chick instead of my last one two chicks and a dude. I need a life, this just proves it....it also proves that I think I need to get laid.... >.>;;; whatever I guess. More pointless, plotless sex from the new girl. It’s sort of a continuation of the last one I wrote, Poison. Enjoy.

Pairing: Cole/(chick) Damien, Zykan/(chick) Damien

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Second Treatment

Cole was sitting on his bed in the hotel the group had stopped in, things had been kind of awkward between him, Azuril and Damien since the little affair Jenova had instigated and it didn’t help that Damien still wasn’t his original gender, now he and Zykan were outnumbered even more so. The whole messy situation only got worse when Cole had realized he couldn’t stop thinking about Damien. they’d agreed to never speak of the incident with Jenova again, but he couldn’t get it out of his head. He groaned and covered his face with his hands, falling over onto his back on the bed, trying to forget about his friend.

Damien: was sitting on his and Azuril’s bed, trying to think of something aside from the affair with Cole. He’d known from the instant Jenova left the room on until his climax that it’d be virtually impossible to forget about Cole if he slept with him. Now just being near Cole seemed to turn him on. He was starting to think that maybe women were worse than men when it came to sex, but then he remembered that originally, he’d been male, maybe the sex drive had carried over to the sudden change in gender for him. He tried thinking of Azuril, hoping to divert his thought process from Cole to her. If he was going to think of sex, then he was going to think of sex with his fiancé. He gave a frustrated growl and pulled at his hair a bit, thinking of sex with Azuril just reminded him of the odd threesome that had started this problem, and that only brought his thoughts back to Cole. He only growled more when he noticed that thinking of Cole, Azuril and sex was making him rather hot and bothered.
“Why not, I guess...” he said with a shrug, unbuckling his belt...

After a few more minutes of sitting there doing nothing, Cole decided to try walking the thoughts off and got to his feet, leaving the hotel room to take a walk.

(A/N: Damien will be referred to as a she now, because if I keep using he then it’ll just sound awkward.)
Damien let out another soft moan, rubbing the hot, wet spot between her legs gently with her fingertips, pinching one of her nipples with the other hand, rolling it between her fingers then massaging her breast gently. She let one of her fingers push into her a bit, then another, feeling around inside her, caressing her wet, warm walls gently. Another moan escaped her as she added a third finger, pushing in deeper. After a moment, she pulled her fingers out and sat up with a frustrated growl, the touches were good, but they weren’t quite good enough. She looked around the room for an alternative and paused when she noticed her katana leaning against the wall.

“Cole, hey, Cole!” Zykan called upon seeing his friend leaving the hotel, “where the hell are you off to?”
“Just a walk. I need to do some thinking.” Cole said, raising an eyebrow when Zykan leaned closer to him, narrowing his snake-like eyes a bit, “what?”
“You fucked Damien, didn’t you?” Zykan asked rather conversationally. Cole stared dumbly for a moment, then rebounded quickly when he remembered Zykan could read minds. “I thought so. Dude, if things are going weird because of that, don’t you think maybe you should talk to Damien about it?”
“I have no idea what I’d say.” Cole confessed, “I’m afraid if I’m alone with her, I’ll end out losing it and fucking her again.”
“Well then I have no idea how to help you.” Zykan said, turning back towards the hotel.
“Wait,” Cole said suddenly, “maybe you could come with me. If I’m not alone with her, then I won’t end out screwing her.”
“So you want me of all people in there with you?” Zykan said.
“You’re the only other person that knows. You just have to stand there, you don’t have to do anything.” Cole said, “come on, Zykan, please.”
After a moment of thinking about it, Zykan finally gave a nod.
“Alright, fine, I’ll go with you.”

Damien pushed the sheath past the surface, moaning as she did so, again toying with one of her breasts. She pushed the sheath in deeper, then pulled it out almost completely, then pushed it back in. The katana itself was leaning against the wall again, Damien had just grabbed the sheath. She quickened the pace, moaning and whimpering as the sheath was thrust in rougher each time, each time trying to get it deeper into her. She gave a slightly pained gasp as she pinched her nipple a bit too hard, moaning and pinching it again when she found the mild pain a turn on. She quickened the pace a bit more when she felt her climax closing in.

“Alright, you just want me to stand in there with you while you talk to her?” Zykan asked, Cole nodded as they stopped by the door to Damien and Azuril’s room.
“I just need someone there to make sure I don’t jump her.” he said, raising a hand to knock on the door.

Damien gave a shriek as she hit orgasm, flopping back onto the bed, trying to catch her breath, the sheath still in her.
“Damien?” her eyes widened when she heard Cole’s voice and she sat up quickly when the door to the room opened quickly, staring at Cole and Zykan, who just stared right back. “What....the hell?” Cole said. Damien turned red and reached down to remove the sheath, gasping a bit as she did so.
“This can be explained.” she said breathlessly as she tossed the sheath off the bed quickly. Cole took a few steps forward, watching Damien looking around for her clothes. Damien stopped what she was doing and sat back when she noticed Cole closing in, “don’t.” she said, scooting back a bit the closer he got, “we shouldn’t have done it the first time.” she said, scooting back until she was pressed against the wall, Cole crawling onto the bed. “Cole, stop.”
“I wanted to...to talk to you.” Cole said, Zykan stepping into the room and closing the door.
“About what?” Damien asked, pulling the sheets up over her to cover herself.
“About what we did before.” Cole said, “I know I shouldn’t have done that, not without pausing to think about it first.”
“Well, Jenova started the whole thing, you wouldn’t have been there if she hadn’t stopped you from leaving.” Damien said. Cole nodded a bit, looking at the sheath on the floor.
“........what were you doing with that anyway?” he asked suddenly. Damien turned even redder and looked down, finding herself staring at Cole’s lap.
“I was, um, well, it was, um, stress...relief...” she said quickly.
“Bullshit.” Zykan said suddenly, “you were thinking about Cole and fucking him, you got all hot and bothered.”
Damien mentally cursed the fact that Zykan could read minds, plotting some different messy ways of killing him, snapping out of it when someone gave the sheets covering her a tug. Without thinking about it, she let the sheets go when the pulling became more insistent, still lost in thought, now trying to come up with something to say to possibly salvage the situation.

Zykan watched his two friends for a moment, he knew what would end out happening and decided to try saving the situation. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped, closing it when Cole made a move.

Damien’s thoughts were interrupted when someone grabbed her thighs firmly, pushing her legs apart.
“Cole, what the hell are you doing?!” she cried, “sto—aahh!” she gasped when a tongue ran up the inside of her thigh, running lightly over the still wet area between her legs.
“You’re still covered in the remnants of the solo-job.” Cole said, blowing on the spot between her legs a bit, making her shiver.
“I-I can shower.” Damien insisted, “we shouldn’t....”
Whatever else she was going to say was lost in another gasp when she felt a tongue on her again, moaning as she was licked clean. Cole smirked as he sat up, still keeping Damien’s legs spread, “looks like now I should clean the rest of you too, eh?” he said. Damien shook her head as she tried to compose herself.
“We shouldn’t do this, Cole.” she insisted, though she did nothing to stop him as he leaned in to kiss her, running his tongue along her lips, requesting entrance, she complied, letting him explore.

[“we shouldn’t do this” she says. I know that!] Cole thought leaning back, pulling Damien along with him, then pushing her down onto her back under him, sliding his hands up her thighs, then up over her chest, toying with her breasts gently, eliciting another moan from her. [I just can’t seem to stop myself....]
He sat back, un buckling his belts, then unzipping his jeans, pausing when Damien sat up in front of him.

Zykan shifted around a bit, watching Damien taking Cole’s erection into her mouth, after a moment, he decided he’d either join in or leave....upon realizing that he too was aroused, he decided to stay.

Damien gasped when she felt a warm breath of air on the spot between her legs, trying to focus on Cole as best she could, gasping again when she felt a tongue on her.

Cole was giving Zykan a surprised look as he joined the pair on the bed,
“got tired of watching?”
“Got stiff enough to not care anymore.” Zykan corrected his friend before nipping at Damien’s petals, making her give a tiny cry around the head of Cole’s erection.

Damien moaned and whimpered as her petals were pushed aside and a tongue circled the newly exposed nub, teeth scraping her every now and then. She pulled away from Cole for a moment, moaning loudly as a tongue pushed past the surface, probing around in her. She was up on her hands and knees now, moaning again as the tongue in her pulled out and fingers took its place, pumping in and out.
“Fa...ster....faster!” Damien gasped out, moaning as the fingers quickened their pac, cole leaned forward and caressed Damien’s breasts, pinching her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, pulling them lightly. Damien whimpered as Zykan’s fingers left her, tossing her head back and crying out as he pushed into her roughly, pulling out until the tip was the only thing left in her, then ramming back into her again, she cried out again, meeting his next thrust as Cole caught one of her nipples between his teeth, sucking a bit. “Oh, god, more!” Damien cried, “harder!” she cried out again as Zykan let restraint drop and pounded into her without mercy, moaning as Cole bit down a bit on her nipple, sucking a bit harder, pinching and tugging the other a bit harder as well, switching off every now and then until she gave a scream when she hit orgasm, Zykan following her seconds later. He pulled out of her and collapsed back onto the bed, panting. Damien collapsing as well, panting. Cole sat back for a moment, simply watching Damien, then he crawled over to sit behind her, she gave him a slightly confused look over her shoulder, then gasped as he pushed her legs apart again, licking her clean again. She tried to focus on catching her breath, a moan escaping her when her petals were spread and a tongue massaged the area left exposed. “C-Cole....I-I’m tired....” Damien gasped out, gasping again as the massaging licks turned a bit rougher, making her body heat up faster, she was surprised to find she liked the rough treatment Cole and Zykan were giving her. As another moan escaped her, Zykan pushed himself up into a sitting position, watching the pair, Damien moaning and gasping, Cole trying to speed things along, his desperation becoming apparent. Zykan decided it best for him to leave, before he could get hard again, choosing to teleport, disappearing from the room. Once Zykan was gone, Cole quickly crawled over Damien, holding her hips in place and pushing into her, making her cry out. She was a sweating, moaning mess not but seconds later as he drilled into her, going fast and hard, leaving her crying out and gripping the sheets tightly, half screaming both his name and please for him to go rougher, harder, deeper. He picked up the pace when he felt his climax approaching, trying to make her climax first. She managed to outlast him though, and he pulled out after his climax. Deciding that leaving her on the verge of orgasm would be cruel, he leaned down and attacked the abused clit with his tongue, probing and sucking hard, she hit orgasm not but seconds later, screaming his name.

Both of them lay there in silence as the affair that never should have happened finished its second chapter.