CONTENT WARNING: Sexual content, threesome
The skittering thrum of deafening music filled the air and vibrated through the floors. Ghosting touches of a calloused hand ran up Rune's exposed sides and spine, mapped the sensitive flesh of his neck, and traced the outside curve of the witch's ears and earrings. A shudder ran down his spine. Rune leaned into Aeitus' broad chest before him, covered only by a mesh shirt and leather straps.
Aeitus grinned down at the witch as Syver growled in Rune's ears. The eight-foot-tall mountainous Syver ground his crotch against the much smaller witch's pert ass as Aeitus held him aloft by his bare thighs. Biting his lip to hold back a moan, Rune clutched at the leather straps across Aeitus's chest and squeezed his thighs around the incubus.
"W-we ... shouldn't be—AH!—d-doing this back here," Rune groaned, not for the first time.
Syver wrapped a muscle-threaded arm around the witch's waist, his other hand overlapping one of Aeitus's hands as the dragon shifter thrust back into Rune. The girth of him made the witch's mouth gape, his lithe body shaking with the aftershocks of his first orgasm.
The dragon's gargantuan hand drifted to Rune's chest, caressing and massaging the long scars from tip to tip. Rune jolted and gasped.
"T-tender still—!" Rune hissed, twisting away from that huge hand.
Syver growled again but complied, moving his fingers to caress the witch's neck.
"Don't just pay attention to him, Rune," Aeitus teased, leaning in for a kiss, his lips just a breath away from touching the witch's lips. "I'm feeling left out..."
Aeitus swallowed the next cry from the witch as Syver's rhythm picked up. The dragon's girth opened the witch wider, delving deeper. Letting Syver hold up one of Rune's legs, Aeitus slid his hand between the two of them and gripped their cocks. He crushed Rune's smaller prick against his own long, thick shaft and pumped, using his precum and Rune's previous spend to slick the way.
Rune's breath hitched, and he thrust his hips forward, then back, not quite sure which sensation he craved most. The dragon drove into him mercilessly, forcing carnal cries from Rune's throat. Aeitus devoured the sounds whole, refusing to release the witch's lips. Both men greedily plundered Rune's skin for their fill, their groans harmonizing Rune's moans.
As their music reached a crescendo, Syver growled and bit Rune's shoulder, his sharp teeth piercing flesh as his seed filled the witch. Rune and Aeitus came together, their groans and cries mingling in the kiss before their lips parted. The witch sagged back against Syver, the dragon more than able to take the weight. Aeitus leaned back against the wall and squeezed Rune's thigh.
The incubus used his other hand to gather up their combined spunk and lick his fingers clean, his gleaming green eyes half-lidded and watching the dragon and witch. Syver licked over the closing bite wound before he raised his shimmering purple eyes to meet Aeitus's, a wicked grin tugging at his lips.
"You two aren't done yet, are you?" Syver growled. His teeth grazed over Rune's neck, up to the witch's jaw, before the dragon turned the witch towards him for a kiss. "We've only just begun..."
Rune shivered and groaned, melting into the kiss, as Syver pumped his cock inside the witch once more. Whatever vocal response he had to Syver, the dragon captured it within their searing, passionate kiss.
The dragon gripped Rune under his thighs and gently, slowly, lifted the witch off of his cock. Rune gasped and pulled from the kiss, his fingers scrambling to clutch Syver's arms. With a bit of direction from Syver, Aeitus slid between the witch and the dragon. With his back against the wall and his quivering thighs held wide by Syver, Rune took in a shuddering breath as he watched his dragon nip and kiss the incubus's neck and ears.
