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[He'd really gone all out, something Annie appreciated. Though she'd relaxed quite a bit with the wine, she'd had the wild thought that with a no-strings-attached night, it felt something like the Gold Circle Club might have engaged in. A private joke she'd smiled to herself about, she turned that smile on Miles and Nick before stepping forward into the room.

His nervousness was endearing and it was then that Annie felt like she had a responsibility to ensure that, even if he decided that this wasn't his thing, at least he didn't hate it (or her) by the time it was over. To that end, she reached out and slid a hand under his jacket, gently moving her fingers across his lower back as she passed him into the room.]

Miles. [She said his name with a 'shhh' silently attached.] It's perfect. [Her hand on his hip, she added:] If you want anything, just ask.

[Her eyes drifted to Phoenix and her expression softened even further.]

[Phoenix had trailed a bit behind the two of them as they made their way to the apartment. He still had it fairly set in his mind that this was Miles's night first and foremost after all, and was content letting the other man take the lead. So when they had walked in and had taken a moment to look around for the first time Phoenix took the time to lightly close the door behind the three of them, watching as it was, in fact, Annie who took the initiative.

She really was all right with this huh? How surreal.]

Well, I suppose we're here.

[He sighed out a little with that, his shoulders growing slack as he attempted to relax. As much as he and Miles had spoken about this it still felt strange to know it was actually happening. A little awkward a well.]

I know we just had drinks before this but--

[Ah. Now that's an idea. And what better way to lighten the mood?]

I see there are more drinks? Shall I go pop this open? I feel with how classy we all look making a toast is practically necessary.

[In fact, he already seems to be walking past them and making his way towards where he presumed the kitchen was.]

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[The feeling of Annie's hand on his back sent a small wave of chills up his body, his ears turning quite red and the embarrassment flushing to his cheeks. Though at the same time, both her quiet tone of voice and gesture was reassuring. He visibly calmed a little.]

I- I will.

[He looked up when Phoenix spoke, and nodded.]

Yes, that sounds like a good idea, please do. I think I may have left the corkscrew in the drawer in the bedside table.

[Along with a bottle of baffling bacon flavored lubricant that somehow ended up in their supplies?]

Should we sit down?

[As soon as Annie sees lubricant flavored in bacon, she'll be sure to declare that it's not needed, but for now, she raises her eyebrows at his question. Considering the kitchen or the bed, she slides her hand into his, threading their fingers together.]

We can, though we'll eventually have to stand to undress.

[Her voice continues in the calm manner, and though she's holding one hand very loosely, she reaches up with the other to run her fingers over his cravat. Lifting her eyes to his, her gaze is meaningful when she speaks.] I didn't say it earlier and I should have. [Her heels give her an added advantage and she turns the tip of her nose extremely lightly against his jaw, lowering her voice so she's quieter than before.] You are so sexy.

[Oh come on you two let him have a little bit of fun. How could he not buy such a thing when Miles had sounded so amazed over its sheer existence?

But if no one else was going to bring it up he was not going to say anything either. Instead, making a b-line towards the bedside drawer to rummage for the corkscrew and eventually pulling open the fresh bottle of champagne with a satisfying pop.]

You know buttering him up like that is only going to turn him into a tomato. Not that it isn't fun seeing him get so flustered.

[Walking over he held out a half-filled glass for each of them. His eyes brushing over the sight of them both already getting close.]

But the last thing we want to do is intimidate him, this is all pretty new for him after all.

[Not that he was one to talk. Although he at least had experience under his belt, this situation as a whole new level for him.]

Ah, yes... I suppose we would.

[His fingers closed against hers, noting how much smaller and softer her hands were in his. His eyes darted to meet hers, before moving away to glance at her lips instead. A bit of warm breath escaping him.] T-thank you.

I mean to say... You're quite sexy yourself. I can't stop looking at you.

[He smiled a bit as Phoenix approached with the champagne, taking a glass with his free hand.]

You missed the opportunity for a lobster joke somewhere there, I'm afraid, Phoenix. I thought your dad joke game was better than that.

But I'm no timid maiden. This is new. However, I'm here because I want to be.

What should we toast on?

[It was a reminder that Phoenix had told her that he had a daughter and the thought came and went quickly, something else for Annie to remember to ask him about later; not necessarily proper pillow talk after sex, of all things.

Taking the glass, she held the stem carefully, watching as the bubbles rose in the liquid. A smile came to her face as she answered.] To solidifying friendships and trying new things.

[Really, it's what they were doing and she couldn't think of a better thing to toast. Tipping her glass at his, then at Phoenix, she drank half the champagne in her glass.]

One thing, before we get started. Well, two. The first-- [She glanced at Phoenix.] No matter what I'm doing, feel free to join in or touch me, too. I don't want you to feel left out. It's important. [She looked up at Miles.] And if you - either of you - feel uncomfortable or want anything to stop or even if you want something to continue... let me know. It's also important. Both of you.

Both very good points, although I have to say I'm amused that you are concerned with that first part.

[Perhaps for good reason, but he refused to acknowledge that himself. He never was much good when it came to taking himself into consideration of things. But as long as everyone enjoyed himself he knew he would be too.]

To opening ourselves up to new experiences one day at a time. And to every bit of our lives here to the fullest. Ah-- And probably most importantly, to enjoying time off to simply have some fun.

[With that he took a sip from his own glass. Exhaling as that sweet familiar bubbling flavor brushed along his tongue.]

Goodness you've always had a knack for selecting amazing drinks, Miles. You're going to have to show me where you found this some point later.

[He was quiet as Annie spoke and nodded, slightly. She really did think all of this through. Enthusiastic consent and all of that. He glanced up to meet Phoenix's gaze, seriously.]

That goes for me as well. I know you tend to be focused on others' pleasure over your own. However, I won't have fun if you're not having fun, alright?

[He lifted the glass up towards the others, a somewhat coy smile darting at the corner of his lips, eyeing the both of them.]

...To lasting friendships and wanton debauchery.

[He then knocked sipped at the drink, he was impressed at the quality, it was better than he was hoping.]

Thank you. There is a small shop in the market district that has good drinks.

[His toast garnered a laugh from Annie and she gave another drink from her glass, making it almost empty. She turned slightly to find a surface to put it on, deciding on the nightstand next to the bed before turning and looking at the two men standing there. So handsome, both of them, and she moved close again, this time with a distinct purpose.

Reaching out, she took Phoenix's hand this time, hoping to pull him close as she slipped her other hand back around Miles' waist. Using Phoenix as an anchor, she tugged him close enough so he could hold Miles at the hip, but only if he held Annie between them. Ever so carefully, she brushed her lips against the corner of Miles' mouth, then kissed him tenderly, just to test the waters. She wanted his boyfriend close, just to let him know that everything was still his call.

A moment later, she pulled back. Not far, but enough to ask quietly:] You okay?

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[Glass of wine in one hand, Annie's hand in his other, Phoenix was not sure how to really start. And so instead he awkwardly followed behind her, letting her take lead as she moved her way in towards Miles.

What happened next had taken him completely off guard. His eyes growing wide as Annie leaned in to kiss his boyfriend. It was a strange feeling to see someone make a move on Miles like that. It didn't make him feel upset or worried, but he did kind of feel like he was looking in on something he shouldn't have been. His mouth gaping slightly and his hand squeezing slightly at Annie's as he watched the scene unfold.

It was all so surreal. Perhaps that was the best way to describe it.]

... Woah.

[Was this Miles's first-time getting kissed by a girl? He couldn't recall him ever mentioning such an experience before.]

[As Annie pulled Phoenix closer to the both of them, Miles finished off the remaining liquid from his glass and set it down on the nightstand. A small shudder ran along his spine as he felt her hand against him.

The heat emanated from him as he felt her soft lips against the corner of his mouth. He stiffened slightly, his nerves getting the better of him, but he eased once she was kissing him fully. He kissed back, tenderly, his thick silver lashes fluttering closed.

When she broke away, he nodded. His gaze darting to his boyfriend and catching his expression. He reached out and placed his hand on Phoenix's lower back.]

It is nice. you have such soft lips... I've never known that. May we try again?

[He was almost shy with his question.]

[At least he didn't hate it so far.

This was the reason Annie hadn't wanted to 'plan' things at the restaurant. If they'd settled on an idea or a course of action and Miles hadn't liked something or wanted more of something, she hadn't wanted him to feel obligated to continue because it's what they'd decided on at dinner. This way, things could just... progress,/i> as if they normally would after a dinner date, except there were three people instead of two.]

Of course.

[Her smile was small and quick, maybe a little amused at his immaculate politeness, but she leaned up to press her lips to his again, parting them slightly as she deepened the kiss this time, allowing it to continue farther than the previous one. She moved her hand to his side, holding him close, humming a little as she pulled back this time.]

You're good at that.

[That surreal feeling still lingered. There was something bashfully private about simply watching two people behave so intimately. Even more so considering one of them was someone he had known so well. And yet here he was, acting the part of the voyeur and peaking in on the whole display.

Should he do something? He wasn't sure. Would it be intrusive? She was trying to make Miles feel more comfortable in his surroundings after all.

Perhaps he was thinking too far into it. She did just tell him not to worry about it only a few minutes ago.

Right! No point in mulling, the only way he was going to stop feeling this way was to act.

--

Stepping forward, he squeezed lightly at Annie's hand. Hovering cautiously behind her as his free hand reached out and caressed her waist, idly feeling the light fabric of her dress against his fingers. His body leaning in just close enough that his breath could be felt along the back of her neck. In fact, his fingers seemed to trail up, sweetly brushing aside the golden strands of hair along her shoulders as to expose her skin to him.]

... Is it okay if I kiss your neck?

[There was no harm in asking before acting on those impulsive thoughts, right?]

[Miles allowed her to take the lead, with the kiss. Humming softly as he felt her deepen it. His head was spinning slightly and he wasn't certain it was the wine he had had earlier or the situation he was currently in. His breath came out hot and heavy and suddenly his tux was feeling much to warm for the environment.

His hand moved along Phoenix's lower back, massaging him gently.

When Annie moved away, he placed a soft kiss against her temple.]

T-thank you.

[He liked to take his time with things in general, methodical. Sex was no different, right? They were in a place trying to explore and he was trying to gauge his likes and dislikes.]

I think I need to remove my jacket. It's getting quite warm...

[The feel of Phoenix taking initiative against the bare skin above the neckline of her dress sent a shiver down her spine; very slight, but it was there. It was then that Miles mentioned needing to remove his jacket, so she leaned back into Phoenix's personal space, letting go of Miles entirely so she could watch him do just that. Her cheeks were lightly flushed, she could feel it, and now, with one hand still locked with the man behind her, she put the other against his leg, holding him close against her.

Turning her head slightly to the side so he'd know her words were for him, she answered his question with a quiet murmur:] I'd like that.

[She glanced back at Miles with an unfiltered expression, something that showed just how much his kiss had affected her, even though it had been tender in nature.] I'm warm, too. [Her hand tightened lightly on Phoenix's thigh, but she spoke in a tone that started almost breathless as she gave in to the shortened version of his name.] Nick? Will you unzip my dress?

[She's not wearing a jacket.]

[The sensation of her weight leaning back against his was a bit of a surprise. His eyes widening slightly as he first looked down at her, and then quickly back up at Miles, and then at her again. His breath hitched as, almost without realizing, he had nodded his head.]

Oh. Y-yeah. Of course.

[It had taken all his power to keep from simply yelping out at the sudden contact of her hand against his leg. The close contact causing his face to flush and his pulse to travel to lower pastures. It had been way too long since a woman's hand had brushed against him like that, and he almost felt embarrassed with where his own thoughts had traveled because of it.

And so instead he did his best to shake off such spontaneous urges, at least for the moment, and concentrated on the task at hand. His body leaning in and, much like the others, feeling all the warmer because of it. His head tilting as he leaned in and lightly brushed his lips along the curve of Annie's neck. His hand untangling from hers so that it could slide up along her waist and trace the subtle curve of her frame before tracing along the top seam of her dress.

It was difficult to freak out over the thought that he was undressing her when he had felt so absorbed with how warm her body had felt against his lips and how sweetly her scent lingered around him. His fingers drifting down to playfully find the zipper of her dress, and tug at it slowly. For a brief moment glancing up only to look directly over at Miles.

One could almost make out the playful smirk he gave as he pulled the dress zipper all the way down.]

[He took a few steps backward and watched the two of them for a bit. Phoenix looked flustered but something about his lips pressing down the elegant curve of Annie's neck was intoxicating. He drank in the sight, watching both of them intently.

He met Phoenix's smirk with one of his own. He was going to take his jacket off and obviously, he was going to give them a bit of a show. He lowered his hands over his cravat and began to undo the complex knot, removing the fabric slowly, before moving onto his jacket, pushing it down over his rather broad shoulders and setting it down on an armchair next to him, his vest was discarded soon after. He was wearing far too many layers being as heated as he was.

His shirt clung to him, muscles visible against the white fabric. He popped open a few buttons at the top and eyed the pair.

When he spoke, his already baritone voice took a huskier quality.]

That is better. Should I keep going?

[Just being in the room with the both of them was making her pulse race out of control and, though she was trying to concentrate on what she was trying to accomplish, the feeling of Phoenix's lips against her skin sent her own thoughts tumbling toward the erotic, even as she felt her dress loosen around her body.

Watching as Miles undid his clothes, Annie inhaled deeply to steady her heart rate, her eyes flashing with want as he lost the vest, too. Still holding her dress to her body with one hand, the other tightening in Phoenix's pants, she wet her lips with the tip of her tongue as the buttons came undone on the other man's shirt.

His question had to be rhetorical, as though he didn't know what he was doing to her. To the man standing behind her - Annie was sure the room had heated just from the three of them alone.

Dropping her dress to the floor, letting it pool at her feet, she met Miles eyes as she answered him.] Yes.

[The underthings she'd chosen were snow white; the bra was lace and strapless, covering only what was necessary to keep things up. The panties were lace as well, though only strings covered her hips. While Phoenix saw her from the back (and very little was covered there), Miles saw everything in the front and she waited to see what their reaction would be.]

[Perhaps he should have been taking a moment to appreciate the subtle tease that both of them were willing to give him. But his mind was already spinning so fast. Annie was practically nude and Miles was half in a state of undress. And Annies hand, oh god how her hand just being there so close to him had caused his body to feel hot and heavy.

His eyes once more glanced up to Miles only to realize an expression he knew all too well. It seemed that getting the other man used to such exposition wasn't going to be so difficult after all.]

Mnn Miles do move a little faster, please. Annies beating you in the show.

[He couldn't help teasing, but mostly because he himself wanted to see more from the other man. His hands moving down once Annie fully removed her dress, his fingers lightly tracing down the sides of her body and simply enjoying how soft she had felt. Stopping just short of the string of lingerie which hugged at her hips. Teasingly tracing a single finger along the fabric.]

Although it's a pretty tough competition. You are absolutely beautiful Ms.Walker~

[And with that he gave another kiss along her shoulders, this time heavier and lingering just a bit longer.]

If I had realized we were competing I would have just worn lingerie.

[He stated rather haughtily, tossing his head back slightly. He licked his lips, his mouth feeling dry all of a sudden.

He took in the view, his eyes darting over her form, pausing over her chest and the small thong. The lace was equally elegant and erotic, with little bits of flesh peeking through. Miles had to admit that this situation was having more of an effect that he would have admitted to. He shifted his hips, trying to adjust to the feeling of his pants constricting a bit. His gaze was intense.]

Annie, you're so beautiful.

[His hands moved down, undoing his buttons and discarding his shirt. He was a muscular man, finally regaining his weight back after losing during his stay in El Nysa. There was a light dusting of fine silver hair over his chest and belly, becoming somewhat thicker as it reached his naval and moved to the band at his waist.

He made eye contact with her and chewed at his lower lip, before beginning to unhook his belt and stepping out of his shoes. He smirked slightly, tilting his head as he hooked his fingers at the waistline and shifting it off his slim hips. Underneath, he wore a pair of form-fitting burgundy mid-rise briefs.

Unfortunately, this wasn't hiding all that much and his arousal was becoming more and more apparent.]

[Though Annie's laugh was more a huff of breath as she exhaled when Phoenix complimented her, her eyes remained on Miles as he spoke. Utterly aware of the lips against her skin again and trying desperately not to give in to the urge to turn and kiss Phoenix properly, Annie instead brought a hand up to his face to caress it lightly as he moved his mouth across her bare shoulder.

Speaking to Miles, she simply said:] Thank you.

[Her other hand caught the one teasing the string at her hip and moved it to the flat of her stomach, giving the man behind her something to touch that wasn't just fabric. As she watched Miles continue to undress, she finally bit her lip and gave a small groan of very clear appreciation once he was done.]

Gorgeous.

[That's when she turned in Phoenix' embrace and kissed him. All the touches and the kisses and the knowledge that his arousal was rising, too? He'd been so patient and she rewarded that patience with a kiss while her hands went to the buttons on his vest. Once it was undone, she pulled back, murmuring an invitation.]

Your turn.

[And then she joined Miles all of two feet away, running a fingertip across the band of his briefs.]

[The kiss has shocked him. He was expecting to take part in all of this, of course, but he wasn't expecting to get much attention. This was for Miles after all. But as he felt his finger move and trace along the flat of Annie's stomach, only to feel as her body turned toward him ever so slightly he could not help but look towards her. His eyes meeting hers, stunned for a second, as he felt his lips brush against him.

Shame that, as much as he would have liked to enjoy the sensation, she was just as quick to move away. His expression baffled as he stared for a second at both of his barely clothed partners.]

...Huh? Um? You mean me?

[For another moment he stood there, pointing to himself before he managed to process that, yes, of course, they mean you, dummy. There's no one else here.

Okay! You can do this Phoenix!

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he reached up and began to tug on his bowtie, loosening it easily enough before unbuttoning his coat and letting it fall to the floor with a quick shrug of his shoulders.]

So... Like this right?

[With that he offered a small coy smirk, seeming to get the hang of it as he reached behind himself to unbuckle the fastened to his cummerbund.

Boy tuxedos certainly had quite a lot of pieces, didn't they? Maybe he should have stuck to a traditional suit like Miles had.]

[Watching her kiss Phoenix like that certainly did something to his body. It did feel voyeuristic but in a tantalizing way. He was surprised at how much he enjoyed watching them. Phoenix's larger form in stark contrast to her more petite frame.]

Yes good, Be certain to give us a nice show.

[He teased. He shivered slightly when he felt Annie's fingers trace the band of his underwear. He leaned forward gently wrapping his arms around her form and placing some small kisses against her hair as he watched him begin to undress. His hands reaching down to curl against hers.]

[Annie sincerely hoped she was doing this right; the only other time she'd been involved in a threesome, they'd just kind of tumbled into bed half drunk and let things happen. This felt more like a seduction on two fronts, something she hadn't been sure she was capable of, but had yet to hear a complaint about. Honestly, she found both men incredibly attractive, extremely smart, and a lot of fun to talk to in general. She didn't want sex to ruin it if they later decided she'd intruded too far in their personal relationship.

For now, she let herself watch as Phoenix disrobed, her fingers curling into Miles' as he touched her. Hugging the arm wrapped around her gently, she leaned back against his chest, actually quite glad to be there when it was all said and done. The tenderness of his kisses to the top of her head make her smile and she only speaks once Phoenix is down to his briefs as well.]

Now it's a party.

[Tilting her head back, she gives Miles' jaw another kiss, but she doesn't step out of his embrace, instead waiting for Phoenix to join them both.]

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