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Every part of Robert was sore. That’s the first thing he could say for certain. Tight, lean muscles ached in a way that told him that his exhaustion wasn’t from combat, despite the stinging down his shoulders and back telling him otherwise. Select spots across his body felt hot. Smudges of warmth ran down his neck, up his abs, across his shoulders, splattered across his balls, and ringed his shaft. What the fuck happened last night?
He was naked. That’s the next thing he could tell. That and he was sticky, covered in his own sweat with the covers tangled around him and…black hair next to him. Messy spikes quaffed downwards, his arm drawing her closer under her waist, her back against his side, bite marks and hickeys across her neck and shoulder blades, and a hot breath against the back of his own neck that definitely did not belong to Courtney. Oh. He was starting to remember.
Softly, not wanting to disturb either Courtney or whoever was behind him, Robert turned to find an angelic visage. She was asleep still, smudged pink lipstick on her half-opened mouth, merging with a darker red shade splashed over top of it. The same shade ran down the soft pale skin of her jaw, her neck, her collarbone. Down to the swell of her breasts. Fuck him, they looked incredible.
Robert had to pause for a second as he realized Mandy was pressed up against him, soft thigh over his hips, her calf nudging against Courtney’s. Her head nestled into the crook of his neck. Mandy felt soft and safe, leaned into him. Courtney felt hot and comfortable on the other side of him, lounging across the bed as she cuddled closer. Shifting in her sleep to face him, resting one of her arms across Robert’s chest as she did, but giving him a great view of the darker shade of lipstick on Courtney’s lips, with a soft pink shade layered on top of it. Oh it was really coming back now. He was more fucked than he was before.
It started with Robert laying on top of the car after Mandy had confirmed that they were ‘Still cool’ after the kiss Courtney had laid on Robert on the stretcher. Paired with Shroud revealing the pair’s locker room make out session.
“Hey.” He turned to face her, the warm suds of the beer removing a good fraction of the great deal of anxiety he was feeling after their conversation. “I still want to say sorry. I should have at least told yo-”
“We don’t…You don’t have to apologize for it.” Mandy laughed nervously, taking another sip from her bottle of liquid courage. “Who knows. If I was in your position, I might have done the same thing.” She chuckled in that adorable way she always did. The look in her eyes, her soft blue eyes that always seemed to bring him closer to her whenever he looked in. Like a whirlpool. What was he saying? Right. The look in her eyes told him that she meant it, too, and didn’t blame him for it. She was…okay with not being right for him. He wasn’t okay with her believing that.
“I still like you.” He whispered, his own coffee-brown coffee-fueled gaze giving her the most intensely serious look he could muster. He loved her. He loved Mandy. He loved Courtney. He loved them both. Fuck, he was whipped.
“As a friend, yeah…that’s why-” It was Robert’s turn to interrupt Mandy covering his ass.
“No. As…I like…both of you. In the same way.” He countered. “Fuck. No, not in the same way but in the same…” His words were failing him. For all the inspiration Robert could give others, for all the wordplay and nonplussed flirtation he could bounce back, he couldn’t put the way he felt into words. Courtney was braggadocios and flirtatious, with an impossibly likeable ability to banter with Robert until he felt like he could do anything. Mandy was kind and nerdy, with the most uncanny ability to make Robert feel like the biggest man in the world.
“You…don’t have to explain now.” Mandy soothed. Damn her she was too insanely good at making him feel better. So was Courtney, putting him at ease with stupid dirty jokes instead of an almost passive aura of relaxation. A kiss always helped, though.
She was slow, tentative as she pressed her lips against his. Unsure if he would respond until the very instant he did. Robert pressed back against her, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. Her lips were soft, dammit every part of her was soft. Robert sighed against her lips as they began to part. “You warm…” He sighed as they split, breath hot against her lips. Robert had some other obligations to attend to, and the Z-Team chanting ‘Not A Bitch’ and cheering almost louder than they did when Visi had planted a kiss on Robert earlier was a pretty solid mood killer.
“We can…We will talk about this later.” Robert promised, rubbing his thumb along Mandy’s hand as he rose. The team needed his attention, and Chase had to damn-near make him throw up for ‘Fucking with those two’s feelings, you greedy bastard.’ They wouldn’t see each other for a few days. A few days that left both of them stewing in anxiety, ordering feelings into prepared words and confessions.
Courtney getting out of the hospital warranted a party more than anything. Robert, of course, as de facto leader of the Z-Team, was voluntold to host. His single-bedroom apartment had become increasingly home-like as he put more effort into Robert-ing, rather than Robot-ing. Curtains, a couch, an actual bed. All the works. It also helped that Robert was actually prepared for the party.
It was the first time that the team was fully going to see one another since defending Los Angeles. Mandy was nice enough to give the entire team a week of paid vacation as the Torrance Branch was reconstructed. Didn’t stop the team from helping out around Torrance wherever they could.
It did, however, give Courtney enough time to get out of the hospital. Most superheroes had some form of enhanced strength and durability, even if it didn’t put them into super-human levels. All that to say, Invisigal healed fast, scar tissue filling the bullet hole in record time, and giving her a wound to match Robert. A wound she proudly showed off as he picked her up.
“So, little birdy told me that there’s a party in someone’s honor at your place tonight.” Courtney grinned at Robert from the passenger seat of her car, Robert being enough of a gentleman to insist on driving her home.
“It’s a party in honor of the Z-Team. It’s just that you deserve to celebrate as much as any of us do, so we waited for you to be clear.” Robert corrected, parallel parking next to a ratty industrial building. He was really trying not to worry about Courtney living in such a shitty part of town, especially considering the fact that she could almost certainly kick his ass if she really wanted to.
“Right…and not because you want to celebrate the woman who literally took a bullet for you.” Courtney countered, unbuckling the seatbelt and taking her feet off the dashboard. She needed to pick up a few things from her place for the party, and it would be smart to ensure that her Red Ring Roommate was arrested with the rest of the gang.
“You’re never gonna let that go, are you?” Robert deadpanned, double checking his phone for messages from the team. Confirmation that Punch Up and Coupé were bringing drinks; a double-check from Golem that he had the pizza order right; Flambae making fun of Robert’s house. Nothing out of the ordinary.
“Nope.” She popped the ‘p’ in the word as her eyes got a mischievous glint. “Though, I suppose if you’re willing…you could make it up a little bit to me…upstairs.”
Robert paused. The proposition was tempting but he owed it to Mandy, to himself, even to Courtney to keep his head clear. “Sorry…no. I’m working through some…other stuff right now. Wouldn’t be a good idea.”
“‘Other stuff’ like you making out with Blazer on the hood of her car? Right after I laid a fat one on you, that is.” She teased, barely hiding the disappointment behind her tone. Not hiding it from Robert, though.
Uncharacteristically solemnly, Robert nodded. Eyes distant as he confirmed.
“Hey.” Visi smacked him lightly on the chest, drawing his attention back to the playful smile. “Don’t beat yourself up about it, alright. I’d’ve probably done the same if I were in your shoes.”
“Really?” Robert asked, almost concealing his incredulity and deja vu at the similar answer. Not concealing it from Courtney, though.
“Dude, she’s like…the hottest super hero. If she asked me out to dinner, I’d have been there before she could even finish the message.” Courntey nodded. “Add onto it that she’s somehow hotter as a brunette. If you don’t hit that, I will.”
There it was, the characteristic lewd comment deflecting from the serious emotion. Robert sighed as Courtney repeated her trademarked pattern. He didn’t mind, of course. He actually was starting to like the creative innuendos she’d hone in on. Gave him an opportunity to sharpen his tongue, another phrase she’d almost certainly had given him flack for.
“Go check on your apartment. Make sure your landlord didn’t condemn the place when your roommate got busted.” Robert scoffed as he nudged her on the shoulder, Courtney grinned back, opening the door.
“Don’t jerk off in my car while I’m gone.” She cracked as she left.
“No promises, it reminds me a little of the suit.” He called after, waiting until she was well out of eyeshot before borderline slamming his head onto the steering wheel.
If Robert thought he was whipped before, now he was really, genuinely fucked. Every part of Courtney was enticing. From the hint of genuineness he’d glean in every joke. To the way she’d cut any pretense of bullshit with the questions she’d ask him, helping him realize exactly the answer he needed. And then there was the scent of her hair and the sound of her voice and the way he wanted to lift her up by the waist and kiss her until he was out of breath.
And then there was Mandy. The way that she was capable of putting Robert at ease with just the smallest thing, be it a hand on his back or a kiss to his hand. The way that she’d fumble over the smallest things like she wasn’t the most badass person he’d ever met. And there was the tone of her laugh, aura of warmth, the way that Robert wanted her to pull him down into a kiss that showed exactly how much he needed her.
A knock at the window pulled him out of the train of thought. Courtney, leaned over at the driver’s side door, motioning him to come out.
“What’s up…” Good God she was gorgeous. Courtney had traded her pink jacket for a cocktail dress in the exact same shade. The simple kind that stretched from mid thigh to a pair of straps starting just above her bust. Pair that with a black leather jacket, matching choker, and dark red matte lipstick, and Robert felt like he was going to pass out.
“Nothing. Just…how do I look?” She blushed as she met his eyes. Robert was all but certain -it was very difficult for him to form a thought, much less be certain of anything- that he was blushing too.
Incredible. That’s what he wanted to say, because if there was ever any other sight worthy of the phrase, Robert…actually had seen it. Blonde Blazer wearing a ballgown. God he really needed to figure out his feelings, to just pick one of the two, because he couldn’t keep thinking about both of them so often without it becoming an issue.
“You look…You look great, Courtney.” Robert smiled dumbly, hoping that the understatement would be understood to be a work of his brain briefly shutting down.
“Thanks...” She smiled, trailing off as she looked away. “Right, Lieutenant Robertson, let’s get to that party.”
“Oh, I get to be a lieutenant all on my own now, huh?” Robert jabbed, sliding back into Courtney’s car.
“Yep. You’re practically assistant manager at SDN Torrance from what I’ve heard.” She continued, remounting her legs and giving Robert an unrivaled view of her legs as the pair of black heels clicked onto the dashboard, and an even better reason to keep his eyes locked onto the road in front of him. "If anyone deserves that, it's you."
After several agonizingly long minutes, they were at his place. “Hey.” Courtney grabbed his hand as he began to disembark.
“This probably isn’t a good idea to tell you, but…Do you remember when I said that all I wanted was for you to look at me like you looked at Blazer?” She asked, seemingly physically unable to make eye contact with Robert as she did.
“Yeah. Why?” He hoped that his voice wasn’t betraying his concern as much as the deluge of sweat running down his back was.
“You uh, you were looking at me like that. Ever since you picked me up from the hospital. Like I hung the stars.” Courtney muttered, squeezing his hand as she answered.
“Even if you were thinking about Blazer as you did…Thanks. It means a lot.” Finally meeting his eyes and revealing the devastation blooming across her face. The devastation Robert wanted to do everything he could to quash. To soothe. To stop.
“I…Every time I looked at you, I only thought about you.” He confirmed, squeezing her hand back as the realization of the truth overwrote any self deprecating thought Courtney might have been having at the moment. “Everything about you. How…how incredible you are, Courtney. You’re fantastic, really. It’s half the reason I’m having a shitshow of a time right now.”
Courtney chuckled as he elaborated, withdrawing out of the car and coming around to meet him. “I suppose the other half is how ‘incredible’ Blazer is then, right?” Same unserious lightness that Robert loved her for, the lightness that seemed to flow from her to damn near anyone she talked to. Fuck, he loved her.
“Nail on the head, Detective Courtney.” Robert laughed back, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye as he leaned back against Courtney’s car.
“Oh! So now I’m not the only one with a cop nickname?” She grinned to him as the two began to walk up towards Robert’s apartment.
“Yep. Hell, keep this up and you’ll make Sergeant in no time.” They kept joking all the way up. Naturally, easily
The party was, as any party with the Z-Team tended to be, a chaotic yet enjoyable mess. Punch Up and Malevola drunkenly arm wrestling on the recently assembled dining table, the hanging lamp gifted by the latter giving an almost picturesque look to the pair. Coupé, Water Boy, Royd, Sonar and Phenomaman playing a game of Commander on a hard-light disc made by Prism, who was engaged in a duet of ‘Don’t Go Breaking My Heart’ alongside Flambae on a Karaoke machine brought by the former.
But Robert couldn’t stop staring at Mandy and Courtney. The former was clad in a bright blue blouse, with white pants, matching jacket, and a soft pink lipstick barely visible against her smile. She had only just come from an SDN meeting, of course. She’d been chatting with Chase all night while the pair nursed a pair of bottles, explaining how the Gemstone worked, how the power manifested differently with each person who wielded it, or simply how the public was reacting to the remerged and rechristened StarBlazer.
Courtney, meanwhile, was playing a drinking game with Golem that she was somehow winning. It was like bingo, each taking a shot every time they performed a given event on one of their opponent’s spaces. Courtney, for example, had to take a shot when she made a wisecrack about Phenomaman’s ‘Weird Alien Dick.’ While Golem took a comparatively larger drink -Courtney had cited ‘game balance’ as the reason for the size disparity- when he said the word ‘Gravy.’ For whatever reason.
Robert, meanwhile, felt like a pervert (leading to Courtney taking a shot when she called him one) standing against the wall of his own room, staring at Mandy and Courtney as they enjoyed the party. His thoughts were stuck between the two of them, staying locked there as the partygoers filtered outwards. First there were fourteen. Prism drove a drunk Flambae and Royd home making eleven. Then ten as Sonar called it a night early, citing a resolution to get a better amount of sleep that made Malevola smile, who portaled herself and Golem out of the apartment soon after to make eight. Phenomaman, Coupé, and Chase flew Waterboy, Punch Up, and ‘his own black ass’ home around midnight respectively.
And then there were three.
“It is getting pretty late.” Mandy rose from her spot on the couch. Her hair was mussed, and a few bottles of Mike’s Hard Lemonade had given her recently weakened constitution, no longer having the Gemstone to boost her alcohol tolerance, a warm buzz.
“Booooo…” Courtney trailed off from the table, grinning as she poked fun at Mandy, she still had to get used to calling her by her name rather than some variation of ‘Blondie’ or ‘Blazer.’ “It’s Friday…you don’t have work in the morning. Live a little.” Courtney sat up, swinging her legs from on top of the table.
“Still, it’s just us three. Other than drinking in our respective corners, not seeing much we could do here.” Mandy chuckled, taking another sip from her bottle as Robert watched the pair from across the room.
He didn’t trust himself to get any closer, not after the three had downed enough alcohol between them that even Phenomaman would be feeling a buzz. He didn’t trust himself near them at all. So this was going to be his life, then. Across the room from the two women he’d do absolutely anything for, except pick between them. Lonely by his own indecision until he kept a six-foot distance from them in the grave. Who wouldn’t cry at that.
“Fuck, Robert, hey.” One of them, he couldn’t tell who, maybe both of them merging into one -that, weirdly, might solve his problem but that’s just wishful thinking- called out as he sunk down the wall. He couldn’t just fucking pick one, choose between two incredible woman who he’d kill, actually murder, to spend his life with. The tears flowed freely as he felt a pair of bodies flank him.
“C’mon, man…what’s up…you just started like…weeping.” Courtney’s voice. Courtney’s hand rubbing at his. Mandy’s caressing the side of his face and placing the bottle of beer on the kitchen counter.
He tried to explain, really he did. Every time the words started to get caught in his throat. Because they were both there. Because they were both in love with him at his lowest and he couldn’t stop being in love with them.
“You…Fuck both of you are…” They pulled back as he managed to put a series of words together. He felt pathetic, half of him wished he could just pop out of existence at the moment, give the two of them a chance to have someone better than a sarcastic jackass whose biggest problem is that two beautiful people were in love with him. The thought faded quickly, because the other half of him recognized that they both loved him, and they’d both miss him, and they’d both fantasize about what would happen if he had chosen them and then he wouldn’t be able to give his all to the other because right now he was spiraling. Right then he was spiraling and he had to focus, just get the words out. It would be easier if it was quick, rip the Band-Aid off.
“You’re both everything to me.” He finally managed. Because they were. Because he understood them. Courtney felt like everything in the world was pushing her one way, drawing her like an inescapable gravity well of villainy into a life of crime. Trapping her like a cage. Like a dead metal suit. Like a legacy. Mandy felt like she had an obligation to always do what was right for other people. She didn’t do anything for herself because everyone else was counting on her. She was the kind of woman to throw everything she had into superheroics, never any time for Mandy. Always Blonde Blazer. Never any time for Robert. Always Mecha Man.
“And I know that I have to choose between the two of you…but I…”
“You don’t have to pick one of us.” Mandy was resolute. Certain. The gleam of pink lipstick reflecting the soft orange light refracting from the ornate lantern stuck into the ceiling into the buckle of Courtney’s choker to the water of Robert’s eyes.
“Mandy, I’m not going to ask you to compromise on this. You don’t have to put someone else first. Not for this. I’m not going to make you-”
“I’m not compromising, Robert.” Her tone was almost angry, exasperated at the seeming refusal of Robert to understand. “I want this. I want both of you.” She confirmed. She had the same tone of voice as when she’d threatened Shroud into giving him up, but the same warmth as when they’d first kissed. The same welcoming warmth.
“You…Since when?” To say Robert was shocked would have been an understatement. Shroud and his dad could have burst out of his kitchen cabinet, revealed that all of this was the world’s largest prank and that they were running away to Vermont, and Robert would have thought that just as if not more likely.
“Since, fucking, forever!” Mandy borderline shouted. “Jesus, did you not think it was weird that I’ve been so intensely supportive of her? I had to talk to HR like fifty times to make sure that I wasn’t being overly favorable to my subordinate that I had a crush on.” Mandy’s gaze softened as she explained, finally letting her own feelings out. “Add on to that the crush that I had on you, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if the entire HR department was solely focused on watching me.”
“Ditto.” Courtney piped up, glancing around awkwardly. “I uh…Well she’s Blonde-Fuckin’-Blazer, what do you expect? Hell, she’s more than Blonde Blazer she’s…You’re…incredible. You’re both incredible.” Courtney looked at the two of them like…well like they’d hung the stars. Robert understood what Courtney meant in that instance. Having someone look at you like that might have been the greatest feeling in his life to date, barely supplanting a joint tie between his first kiss with the two of them.
Robert could only laugh at the situation, throwing his head against the wall as he did so. “I…Fuck, I’m sorry…It’s…This whole time…” He wiped the tears from his face with one hand and pinched the bridge of his nose with the other. “This whole time I was ripping myself apart trying to determine whose heart I’d break along with mine, you two wanted each other?” Courtney nodded like he had finally unraveled a mystery she already knew the answer to. Mandy nodded like he had stated that the sky was, in fact, blue.
“So, you’re both okay? With both dating me? At the same time?” Robert asked, looking between the two of them as an air of relief washed over the two as he stated it aloud.
“I mean…I’ve definitely done weirder.” Courtney joked, but still nodded assuredly, grasping the other two’s hands with her own.
“We’ll have to be careful, and clear. But, I’ve also been hinting at a threesome since it just became the three of us.” Mandy confirmed, dragging out the ‘But’ as she looked between the two of them, sly smile spreading across her face as she did.
“I’m just surprised it wasn’t me.” Courtney shot back, her own joking grin breaking out as she met Mandy’s gaze. “So what, exactly, are we waiting for?”
With the emotional turmoil subsiding, Robert got an idea. The kind of idea that he would have been incredibly ashamed of five minutes ago. The kind of idea that shifted his blood flow downwards.
“Well, I’ve kissed both of you, but I don’t think you two have kissed each other yet.” Robert’s turn to smile like he was the cat that ate the canary.
“Pervert.” Courtney eyerolled, undercut by the blush in her cheeks as she leaned towards Mandy.
“Hey, that means you have to take a shot.” Robert shot back, pointing from Courtney towards the long since discarded bingo board from her and Golem’s game.
“Those are one time use, dick.” She countered, before Mandy’s hand found Courtney’s cheek.
“Courtney, I think the man’s earned a little bit of leeway with the night he’s put himself through.” Mandy smiled, draping her arms over the other woman’s shoulders.
Courtney looked like Robert imagined he did, mouth open with a dumbstruck blush spread across her face, before the mischievous glance returned. “Guess so. Better enjoy, Dispatch Man.” She announced before closing the distance. If Robert wasn’t fucked before, he definitely was now.
If Robert wasn’t hard before, he definitely was now. Courtney kissed and sucked along the side of his neck as she pulled his shirt open from behind. Mandy, meanwhile, captured his lips in a breath stealing kiss. It was different this time, more ferocious. One that she could afford to be deeper with. No expectations, no hiding, just the three of them moving in perfect sync. Robert kissed back as one of his hands drew Mandy closer by the waist, the other reaching back to cup Courtney’s cheek.
Robert broke the kiss with Mandy to move his lips down her jaw, relishing in the whine she let as he angled her face up by the hair. He’d have to save that for later. Courtney, meanwhile, began to rub her hands along the tight, scarred musculature of Robert’s torso, fingertips pressing against his abs as her mouth began to bite at his traps, nibbling between the muscle and his neck.
“Someone’s eager.” He grinned, fully breaking his mouth off from Mandy to face Courtney, drawing the former even closer to make up for it. “What can I say? I’m liking the show, but I want my taste.” She retorted, voice faltering as Robert grasped her chin and pressed his thumb against her lips.
“Very eager.” Mandy agreed, shifting beside Robert as the brunette ran a finger along the strap of her dress. Their jackets had long since been discarded beneath them, as had Robert’s shirt once Courtney had pulled it off of him. “Something tells me she’s had a dream like this before.”
“That so? I know you’ve had a dream about me, Visi. You ever had one about both of us?” Robert bore his teeth in a grin as the pair cornered Courtney against Robert’s bed. When they had navigated here, not even Robert could say. But he was damn grateful they did. All Courtney could do in response was nod, shivering as Mandy rounded on her, unzipping her dress from behind as her mouth began to tease against Courtney’s neck.
“How’s this compare?” Robert closed the distance, boxing Courtney in between himself and Mandy as his other hand began to cup under her breast, rubbing over the rapidly pebbling nipple under the dress.
“We had a lot less clothes on for one.” Courtney breathed, squirming at Mandy’s ministrations as soft gasps leaked from her in time with Robert’s thumb over her clothed tit. “We can fix that pretty easily.” Mandy smiled, hooking her thumbs under the side of Courtney’s dress, holding the position there as she turned her gaze towards Courtney, waiting. With an eager nod, Courtney twisted her head around to catch Mandy’s mouth in her own, pulling the brunette into a desperate kiss as the latter peeled down the former’s dress.
She was beautiful. Courtney had eschewed a bra for the night, giving an unrivaled view of her perky breasts. A view trailed down past the cool metal of her augment to her slight waist and the simple black thong she was wearing.
There was a slight nervous shiver as Robert’s eyes drank Courtney in. One Robert almost certainly knew the reason for. Dropping to his knees, Robert planted kisses up Courtney’s tight abdominals, upwards towards her ribs, towards the sliver of metal he knew she despised. Robert knew what he had to do.
Running his fingers along Courtney’s ribs, he pressed soft, tender kisses along every part of the augment he could. Every inch of her was loved, every part of her was cherished, every fragment of her being Robert would worship until the day he died.
Courtney, for her part, almost shook at the constant stimulation. Mandy’s hand had moved to pinch and rub at her now exposed breast, while Robert had elected to trail his mouth back down towards her crotch. He could feel the heat from here, the slight quake of Courtney’s legs as the other two worked in tandem to demonstrate how loved she was.
“You want this, Courtney?” Robert rubbed his hand over the wet cloth mound, drawing an almost agonized groan from Courtney as she rapidly nodded.
“I thought…we were gonna focus on Robert…” Courtney gasped, the effort of stringing words together coherently almost impossible as the pair teased and prodded her relentlessly.
“He’ll get his turn…doesn’t mean you don’t get to enjoy the night.” Mandy left marks of pink lipstick across Courtney’s neck as she confirmed, looking down at Robert with a mix of envy -he wasn’t sure who the envy was more directed towards, him or Courtney- and adoration.
“Right now, you deserve a treat.” Robert confirmed, drawing her underwear down as Courtney whimpered, leaning back into Mandy as Robert spread her legs a little, giving him a view of her slick wet sex. Robert broke the land speed record as he dove in, suckling at her clit as he rubbed at Courtney’s folds for a few moments before realizing something.
Reaching back behind Courtney while keeping his mouth locked onto her clit, Robert hooked his fingers into Mandy’s pants. Realizing this, Courtney whirled on Mandy.
“Still need to fix that clothes problem.” She drawled, twisting her waist to give her hands access under Mandy’s blouse, massaging her own wider, slightly more muscled frame.
“Fair is fair.” Robert agreed, looking out from the side of Courtney’s legs, revealing the sheen of wetness already blanketing his chin.
“Fair is fair.” Mandy playfully echoed, raising her arms to give easy access for the removal. She was larger than Courtney, hips and breasts forming an hourglass figure alongside her comparatively wider waist. She was blanketed in soft muscles, adding contrast between Robert’s tight, stringy form and Courtney’s lean, slim frame. Robert grinned at the blush as the light blue lace set she wore was revealed.
“God.” He hissed. “You’re beautiful…both of you.”
“Charmer.” Mandy smiled, pulling Courtney back against her.
“Nerd.” Courtney snarked. “Now get back down there, I was enjoying the-” Robert cut her off by sinking his middle finger into her slit, milking a wrecked moan from the smaller woman as Mandy smiled at the sudden wrecked noise
“So needy.” Robert whispered, adding a second finger as he began to curl his wrist, thrusting his fingers in and out. His tongue darted out to her clit, lapping slowly against it and drawing another moan from Courtney. She almost slammed back against Mandy as one of her hands tangled into Robert’s hair, the other reaching back to cup Mandy’s cheek.
“All that talk, but all it takes is a few fingers and you’re a sopping mess, huh?” Robert returned his mouth against Courtney as he spoke, shifting her nub around with his tongue, spelling out words like ‘Pretty,’ ‘Sweet,’ and ‘Incredible’ as he did.
Courtney, in turn, let out a heavy moan, both at Robert’s tongue driving her insane, and at Mandy’s hands rubbing and pulling along her. “He looks so good down there.” She whispered, pressing a kiss to Courtney’s cheek as she did. Courtney could only whine and nod in response, the power of speech long since lost in the face of her lovers’ ministrations.
“How’s she taste?” Mandy called down, looking over Courtney’s shoulder to see Robert’s face buried in Courtney. Robert responded by dragging his tongue along her, shoveling wetness into his mouth before pulling back to savor it,
“Sweet.” He answered. “Almost a hint of…citrus.” He determined, rising to meet Mandy over Courtney’s shoulder. “You want a taste?” He grinned.
Mandy’s mouth almost immediately closed around his, the pair continuing their pressure on Courtney as they did. Robert continuing to rub at her sex with his hand, while Mandy continued to work her breasts like she was tuning a radio, matching the signals to Courtney’s gasps and whines.
“Mmm, I can definitely taste it. Might need to sample from the source, though.” Mandy grinned. This was a side Robert hadn’t seen before. He’d got a hint of it at Crypto Night when they first met, but this was Mandy truly untethered. Able to shunt off the corporate jargon and superhero persona, to take what she wanted, give what she pleased, and do as she wished. “No objections here. Courtney?”
“Please!” She managed, rutting into Robert’s hand while her own grasped wildly between the two of them.
“You heard the lady.” Mandy confirmed, switching places with Robert and dropping to her knees. Robert, for his part, captured both of Courtney’s wrists, holding them above her head with one hand while the other pushed its thumb into her mouth.
Courtney eagerly cleaned off the thumb while Mandy moved her own mouth along Courtney. She was close. Robert could feel her shake and thrust back at him as his mouth bit and sucked her neck opposite where Mandy had done so just moments earlier.
“So pretty like this. So eager too.” Mandy crooned, staring into Courtney’s eyes with a ferocious hunger that emanated so much heat Robert could feel it in his own heart. “Want to come for us, Visi?” Mandy knew the answer, Robert could tell from the arch in Courtney’s back as she tried to drive further down, searching for more more more more more.
“Please.” Courtney repeated like it was the only word she knew. As far as Robert could tell, it might have been the only one her brain could focus on. Please, pleasure. It was feasible. Robert let his hand trail from Courtney’s face down to reach behind her, inserting his fingers to help Mandy draw the cherished orgasm from Courtney.
It was almost instant, Courtney nearly screaming as Mandy’s mouth paired with Robert’s hand pulled the climax with such gentle brutality that Courtney felt she was going to fall over if it weren’t for Robert literally holding her up. Courtney flickered as she came, giving Robert and Mandy a clear view of one another as they both eased Courtney through her orgasm. Mandy had a hunger in her eyes that rivaled Robert's. For her: this was a need, a desire to feel useful, to prove that she could do this. For Robert it was much the same, he needed Courtney to know that they both loved her. Needed to prove how incredible she was. Needed to prove how incredible they both were.
“So good.” Robert spoke with a kiss against her cheek as he felt Courtney lean against him, dropping her wrists as they fell to Mandy’s head and Robert’s back respectively. A sudden warmth pressed into Robert’s crotch. He looked down, finding Mandy pulling back from pressing a kiss right onto the bulge in his pants.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you.” Mandy winked, pressing another smooch, this time right onto his balls. The feeling sent Robert onto his ass, Courtney landing atop of him as they crashed onto his bed, curling into him as he scrambled to right himself.
Mandy, for her part, climbed right on after him. Stalking towards him on her hands and knees like a predator with a hunger gleaming in her eyes. Robert suddenly felt cornered between Courtney, Mandy, and the wall. To his surprise, he didn’t have any objections to it.
Robert felt Mandy press against his torso, one hand sinking into the waistband of his pants as Courtney curled closer to him, softly pressing her lips against his neck as he squeezed her even closer.
"God, Robert, I've been waiting for this." Mandy muttered, palming at his dick through the fabric of his pants, prompting a hiss from Robert as the sensation paired with Courtney wordlessly nipping at his neck as she dragged her nails down his abs. Robert, for his part, raised his hips into the air, giving Mandy easier access to pull his pants off, discarding off the side of the bed where she remembered his other clothes being, along side her panties.
"Can't tell you how long..." Mandy trailed off, climbing further on top of Robert, positioning herself just above his erect dick as her hands pressed onto his chest. Their eyes met in confirmation, Robert nodding as he lined the head of his cock up at Mandy's entrance. Mandy bit her bottom lip as she sunk down, bottoming out and drawing a desperate moan from Robert at the same time.
"Sound so pretty." Mandy breathed, grinding down against him as Courtney -almost on autopilot- pressed her hand to one of Mandy's thighs, Robert's hand finding the other while Mandy put her full weight onto his crotch. She felt fantastic. She looked like an angel, ecstatic glee pouring out of her eyes as her mouth hung open. Robert thought he was going to go insane before she began to bounce. After that, he was sure he already was.
Mandy clenched on every downswing, squeezing Robert with her cunt in a way that was driving him crazy. Courtney, meanwhile, was plastering kisses across the left side of his body, marking every inch of him with smacks of lipstick and soft red hickeys. Robert thrust forward as Mandy sank, meeting her squarely in the middle, while he pulled Courtney on top of him, shifting her mouth to meet his. She was less aggressive next to their first kiss, wanting to take her time in a way she didn't get to before. She was almost exploratory this time, running her tongue through him as Robert gasped and moaned underneath Mandy.
"Love it when you're vocal." She moaned, increasing the pace of her ride as she leaned forwards, clawing down the sides of his pecs as Robert hissed at the sheer volume of sensations. He could feel that Mandy was about to unravel, relished in the sight of her head thrown back in sheer pleasure. She was moving so rapidly that Robert thought it was only his and Courtney's hands keeping her from springing off of him.
"Fuck, I'm close...You two- God you're both so-" Mandy's voice was heavy with lust, her bucking becoming more and more frantic as her gaze, rife with heat ad desire, shone down onto Courtney and Robert. "I'm so close." She whined, biting down on her lower lip with enough force she felt like she was about to draw blood.
Robert's hand shifted from Mandy's thigh to her clit, rubbing tight circles in hopes to draw her climax forward, to pull Mandy into an orgasm in the same way they had pulled one from Courtney. He felt Courtney grind back onto where he and Mandy met, desperate for even more. With a grin, Mandy planted a soft smack on Courtney's ass, leaving fingerprints in the firm cheeks. "Greedy." She whispered into Courtney's ear, thrusting forward as she rode to give Courtney some of the pressure she was obviously craving. Robert, for his part, was rubbing the hand not occupied with pleasuring Mandy along Courtney's back, kissing back even deeper into her.
Mandy's hips began to stutter against Robert as her breathing grew more and more rapid. She was close, right at the edge, splayed atop Courtney as she tried to steady herself against Robert. He knew what she needed.
With a soft kiss to the lips, Robert drew Mandy closer. "I have you." He whispered, returning his hand to cup under her ass, squeezing the muscle of her thigh. "Let it out."
That did it. Mandy broke like a dam, coming with enough force that Robert thought she might push his dick out as she did, almost enough to rocket her into the ceiling. They all broke to a standstill for a moment, Courtney sandwiched between the two of them, Mandy breathing heavy on top, Robert almost being crushed under the weight of the two women. It was heaven. There was a giggle.
"You're still hard." Mandy whispered, biting at the lobe of Robert's ear, and drawing an interested hum from Courtney as her own hazel eyes focused in on Robert.
"That means I get a turn, yeah?" Courtney purred, arching further back against Robert's shaft as Mandy slid off, kneeling next to the pair. Robert felt like he was about to pass out. The team-up with Mandy followed by her riding him into oblivion had taken a lot out of him. The look in Courtney's eyes, desperate and playful, put the spark back into him. He felt adored. He felt free. He felt incredible.
"You two are going to be the death of me." Robert growled, clutching Courtney close as he whirled the two around, now looming over her as Courtney's ankles crossed behind him.
"Gonna die a happy man, I'll bet." Mandy countered, dragging the tips of her fingers between Robert's pecs, her other arm at his hip.
"Couldn't think of a better way to go." He confirmed, leaning forward to kiss Courtney. "You ready?"
"Fuck, I don't think I've ever been more ready for something." She hissed in response, laying her arms around his shoulders, with Mandy taking the liberty of lining him up at her entrance. "God...those briefs hide way too much." She glanced down, marveling at the impressive length about to push into her. Her mouth watered at the thought, pushing Robert even closer with her legs.
"Sure you're good for it?" Mandy asked, rubbing along Robert's length, sharing a glance with Robert to confirm the alley-oop being set up.
"Just shut up and get your dick into m-" Courtney was, again, cut off by her own moan as Robert slid into her.
"Sorry." Robert announced, beginning to push in and out, hands at Courtney's hips as Mandy circled her clit with one hand, anchoring onto Robert's waist with the other. "Just way too much fun to watch you lose it when we fuck you." Mandy finished.
"D-Dicks." Courtney stuttered, hands drifting squeeze at her own breasts, stopped promptly by Mandy lightly smacking at the smaller woman's hands.
"Now there's an idea." The brunette grinned, replacing Courtney's hands with her own as she slid closer to her head. "Maybe next time I'll bring a strap. See how long you can last with both of us dicking you down." Courtney moaned at the thought. The hunger Mandy had in her eyes told Robert she was far from joking.
"Next time?" Robert confirmed with a smile, squeezing her hips as he began to thrust faster. Next time. More times like this. Shared movie nights and dates and lives. Fuck he felt like he was going to come just from the idea.
"You're not getting...Shit...A threesome out of us and then just...throwing us away." Courtney confirmed arching her back as Robert replaced Mandy's fingers at her clit.
"Wouldn't dream of it." He agreed, grinning down at the pair as Courtney scratched into his back, nails running down his lats off to his sides. Her chin tucked in to give a view of Mandy as she swapped one of her hands on Courtney's breast for her mouth, pulling an even louder moan as she sucked. Robert, of course, took the opportunity to reach behind Mandy, unlatching her bra one handed as the larger woman shifted her attention to him.
"Impressive." She echoed their first meeting, where Robert watched her drain a pint of almost pure alcohol in one go.
"Not a competition." He shot back, echoing her in turn as Mandy shrugged off her bra. If he thought her breasts were beautiful before, he thought they should be placed in a museum now. Only, y'know, a museum for Robert and Courtney alone to view. With a sly glint in her eyes, Mandy slid over to face Robert, straddling Courtney's face as she did. She was pulled down almost immediately, Courtney burying her face into Mandy the second she could squeezing the brunette's thighs as breasts shook at the sudden shift.
The sight drove Robert wild, pulling Mandy forward with a growl and crashing her mouth into his. They kissed as Courtney writhed beneath the two, Robert not losing pace for a second as he kept driving forwards and back forwards and back forwards and back, inching Courtney closer and closer with each thrust.
"You like riding, huh?" He hummed against her. She grinned against his mouth. "It's freeing. Like flying." Mandy kissed back, pressing both forwards into Robert and down onto Courtney.
It was almost easier the second time. Courtney spasmed between the two of them, pulling Mandy down onto her with her arms while locking Robert into her with her legs. A wheezing moan sent Robert into action, breaking out to reach for Courtney's jacket and pulling the inhaler from it. He tossed it to the dismounted Mandy, who promptly placed the medicine into Courtney's mouth.
With a hiss of air, Courtney breathed in, chuckling as she breathed outwards.
"So. No more breath-shit unless the inhaler's in eyesight, yeah?" Robert sighed, laying relieved against the bed. "Near death experiences are kind of a turn off."
"Speak for yourself." Courtney smirked, setting the inhaler on the bedside table as she stretched upwards. "That shit was hot as fuck. Superheroes saving my life and fucking me into a puddle? Dream fantasy."
"Right." Mandy eyerolled, crawling next tor Robert and nudging him to a seated position. "With that out of the way, I think there's still one thing left on the docket."
"You still sound a little corporate but, I think I know what you mean." Courtney slid to one side of Robert while Mandy rose to the other, each grasping one of his shoulders as he looked around between the two of them.
"What's going on?" He deadpanned, increasingly feeling pinned between the two of them.
With a grunt, Mandy shoved Robert against the mattress. Courtney, moving in tandem, pressed him down by the abs as she shifted her head to crotch level.
"It's not fair that you're still stronger than me without the gem." Robert huffed, sighing longingly as Mandy slid next to Courtney.
"You'll live." She countered. "You also still haven't came." Courtney continued, kissing just above his shaft as she did.
"Blame the anti-depressants. Takes a lot to get me off." Robert reflected, beginning to sit up before Mandy pushed him back.
"Ah ah ah." Mandy tutted, pressing down on Robert's chest as she slid back. "You stay there. Let us take care of you."
Robert loosed a gravelly groan as he felt Courtney's lips close around one of his balls, Mandy's leaving her own lipstick marks down his pelvis.
"So good for us." Mandy praised, inching closer and closer to his member as she did. "So eager to please."
Courtney hummed in agreement, licking a stripe up his shaft as Mandy's hands began to massage his balls, each movement milking a hot groan from the back of Robert's throat. His hands clenched at the sheets of the bed, toes curling at the pleasure.
"You've never had someone else take care of you like this, have you Robert?" Mandy's voice was that unholy mix of sympathy and desire that sent Robert into a frenzy, his back arching towards their mouths.
"N-No." He gasped, muscles tightening as he tried desperately to keep still for them.
"You want us to, don't you?" Courtney crooned, pressing a soft kiss to the head of his cock as Mandy sucked the base of his shaft. Robert could only nod in response, any thoughts other than how much he needed this draining.
"Say please." Mandy ordered, fingertips slick with precum and spit teasing along his shaft. Courtney, in turn, grinned at seeing Robert loose it. Despite the fact that if their positions were switched she'd have already begged the two to keep going fifteen times by now.
"Please." Robert begged, pushing up even further in desperate hope for something. Anything more.
Mandy, satisfied with his desire, acquiesced. Wrapping her mouth along his shaft, she pressed a ring of lipstick along him as her tongue swirled along his head, smiling as he keened in response. Courtney, meanwhile, plastered Robert's balls with her own shade. Trailing her nails along his thigh with one hand while the other rubbed at the base of his shaft.
When Mandy surfaced, Robert was almost destroyed. There was only them, Mandy rising with a thin trail of saliva connecting her bottom lip to the head of Robert's dick. Courtney marking her territory with lipstick, hickeys, and scratches as she rose to take Mandy's place. The trail of spit broke as Courtney's and Mandy's lips met, instead transferring to between the two of them as they pulled away.
Mandy, in turn, laid next to Robert, two fingers almost lazily jerking him off as Courtney took him into her mouth. "Fuck, I can taste myself on you." Courtney rose, taking another lick along his length. "Both of us, actually. Hot" She grinned, sinking her head back down and marking her own point on Robert's dick.
"You can take it deeper than that." Mandy crooned, pressing a hand atop Courtney's head as she did. "Can't she?"
Robert grinned in response, hungrily licking his lips as Courtney's eyes shot up to meet with his. A playful desire in her eyes and a nod of her head confirmed that she indeed could. "Oh yeah. She definitely can."
At that, Mandy began to slowly push Courtney deeper down, both grinning all the way as they did. Robert felt her go deeper than Mandy, felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, felt Mandy stay his hand as he instinctively reached for the inhaler. "She's okay." Mandy hummed. "Aren't you?" She confirmed. He felt Courtney nod, felt her tongue dance across his shaft, felt Mandy giggle against him, voice soft and tender.
"Looks so pretty like that, doesn't she?" Mandy prompted, angling Robert's head downwards to take in the sight. Pinpricks of tears dragged mascara down her face, absolute desire clouded her eyes. Every part of Courtney was savoring him. His taste, his noises, the feel of his weight in her throat. "So pretty. So good." Robert managed, shifting his hand from its anchor point on the sheets to cup Courtney's cheek as the other turned to Mandy's ass, squeezing like his life depended on it.
"You're close, aren't you." Robert nodded in response, not trusting himself to form words. "'Course you are." Mandy continued, sliding down to meet Courtney at his crotch. "Want to come for us, sweetheart?" Robert keened at the pet name, nodding even more rapidly as he clenched the sheets in a white knuckled death grip. He felt Courtney come up, cool air drying the saliva on his dick. "Look at us."
Robert obeyed, peering down to a sight that almost made him bust. Courtney's upper lip was hanging off the top of his tip, Mandy's hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, entangling with Courtney's while they stroked softly, the former's other hand squeezing the latter's ass. Their eyes, each filled with care, desire, and unabated love, were fixed on him, mascara streaming down from Courtney's. Two shades of smudged lipstick mixed together across their lips, Mandy's pointed upwards in an almost sadistic smile. "Come for us."
Robert obeyed. He hissed as he sprayed over the two like a geyser, arching upwards for what felt like the thousandth time tonight. His cum glazed the pair, dripping down and making a further mess over their faces. He felt boneless, exhausted, the weight of four orgasms -only one of which his own- finally pressing down on him.
He felt like he could come again when he saw Mandy and Courtney eating his cum off of one another, the latter kissing splotches of white off of the former's pale skin. Mandy, meanwhile, was cleaning the cum off of Robert.
"You have to eat pineapple, right?" Mandy laughed, scooping a load from Robert's torso into her mouth with her finger.
"Au natural." His voice was a wreck, hoarse from the noises the pair had pulled from him.
"Seriously? Damn, you taste fuckin' great, then." Courtney was incredulous as she slid next to him, pulling the covers up with her. Mandy joined her shortly, clinging to the other side of Robert as she snuggled closer.
"A lot of you is great. Both of you." Mandy blushed, reaching across Robert's chest to squeeze Mandy's hand. "I'm already planning the next time."
"Next date? Or next...this?" Robert asked, arms wrapping around the two women. His two women. Squeezing them closer.
"Better be both." Courtney hummed, nestling into the crook of Robert's neck. Eyes fluttering shut as she rested against his chest.
"It's both. I want more of...more of all of you." Mandy confirmed squeezing Courtney's hand and pressing their grip into Robert's chest.
"Good." Robert hummed, exhaustion eating at the edges of his tone. "You comfy..." He trailed off, eyelids growing heavy as the two warm bodies next to him drew him deeper into sleep.
"You one to talk, Mr..." He didn't hear the rest of Mandy's remark, sleep pulling him under.
Fuck. Robert didn't really know what to do next. What was customary after resolving one of the most difficult decisions of your life with a threesome? He found, however, that he didn't really care about what to do next, however. He was content, in need of a shower and some breakfast, but content. The stirring next to him broke his train of thought.
"Heya, handsome." Mandy's voice was heavy with sleep, her sentence punctuated with a kiss to his cheek as she nuzzled closer.
"Hey yourself." Robert's voice was even worse, more of a hoarse groan than a greeting. He returned Mandy's kiss with one to the top of her head. "Any ideas about what to do now?"
"Mmmm...Nope. Courtney?" Mandy asked, drawing Robert's attention to Courtney's grimace.
"It's too early to decide on something." She protested, pulling the covers further over the three of them. "Lemme...lemme lay here for a little longer. You're a good pillow."
"You're one to talk from what I could tell." Robert jabbed before Courtney pressed her hand over his mouth.
"Shh...still sleeping..." She hushed, hand flopping down to his shoulder. Mandy softly chuckled in response, pressing a kiss to Courtney's fingers and crossing arms with her, resting her hand on Robert's pec.
"Laying here?" Robert mock pondered, bringing his head to rest as he looked side to side. "Yeah that'd work."
He felt like he could lay there for the rest of his life. He felt like he could do anything for the rest of his life. Like he was the biggest man in the world. He had the two women he loved more than anything by his side.
They were incredible.
He was incredible.
It was incredible.