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[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.]

[It had felt strange, stripping down and putting on a show like this. It wasn't the first time he had done this, of course, but this was most certainly the largest audience he had entertained. But there he was, finally stipped down with all but his navy-blue boxer-briefs removed from his body.

Despite their body-type being fairly similar at first glance, it was now apparent how much both he and Miles had varied. He wasn't as fit as the other man, or at least he wasn't as obviously ripped. There was muscle definition and his frame was filled out and broad as it would be for a guy who runs about as much as he did. But he didn't have a six-pack as Miles did, and his shoulders and chest were more rounded. And then there was that small bit of stomach pudge that simply came with having a professional desk-job in your mid-thirties. Truthfully, being so close to his own boyfriend while nearly nude and in the presence of, well, a damn beautiful woman like Annie, made it difficult to not feel a little self-conscious.]

A show, huh? You mean like this?

[He really had no idea what he was doing. But hey, at least he might as well try?

Tossing a small smirk, he bit lightly at his own lower lip. His hand trailing down a little as to brush against and toy with the seam to his briefs. The swell of his groin already fairly apparent thanks to all the kissing and teasing previously. His thumb slipping past and tugging at the fabric ever so slightly, only to turn away and shake his hips bringing obvious attention to his rear.]

Or perhaps from this angle?

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[Seeing Phoenix like this always had the effect of taking his breath away. Miles inhaled deeply and let it out slowly, it came out ragged. The man was so damned handsome, despite his insecurities over his body. And when he turned around with that adorable bubble butt, he couldn't help but smile.

When he felt Annie's warm soft lips against his flesh he could all but let out a soft gasp. He lifted her hands to his lips and kissed them. Bringing each finger to his lips and placing a small kiss on them. His free hand moved over the muscles of her belly, tracing circles over it. If she moved back she could probably feel the effect she was having on him against her lower back.]

Will you get that cute ass of yours over here already? It seems Annie and I will be ancient by the time you're done.

[His hand lifted up slightly, at the underwire of her bra.]

May I?

[It was amusing, the show Phoenix was putting on, lightening the mood a little. Even though that was the end result, seeing him there in only his boxers reminded Annie that there were two, very handsome men in the room with her, one at her back whose hands were still wandering.

Each touch of Miles' lips over her fingers warmed her from the inside out so that, by the time he was done, she was ready for more. She could tell he was aroused and when he'd coaxed Phoenix closer, she beckoned the man with one finger as well.

When he asked permission to remove her bra, she caught his gaze and nodded her head.] Of course.

[The bra comes off easily and she's left in lace panties, the bra lost to the floor with the rest of their clothes. She doesn't have very large breasts, but they'll do. And she inhales when she realizes that this is it: she's nearly naked before them and, with that in mind, hooks her fingers into the thin straps at her hips and pushes that bit of lace down her thighs.

There. It's done.]

[... Oh.

Oh. That... That was most certainly a view of Annie's breasts. When was the last time he saw such a thing? And why was it whenever he thought about his sex life he suddenly felt extremely old and inexperienced?

Damn insecurities, why must it always show itself when it mattered.

It was only after a second or two of being lost in his own thoughts that he suddenly realized he had been staring. Realization hitting and color going straight to his cheeks as he shook his head and laughed it off.]

Ahah? Dang guys, in such a rush, I always thought the build-up was one of the most fun parts but here you two just want to dive in head first.

[... Phrasing?

Okay, Phoenix! Get it together! Now is not the time to feel embarrassed, wallow in your insecurities, or have your mind wander off into silly nonsequiturs!

Breathing in deeply and exhaling he instead focused in finally making his way in close to them. Crawling up onto the bed as he smiled out, approaching Annie and Miles until he was close enough to settle in front of them.]

Like this then? Or should I be even closer?

[The tips of his fingers traced over the underside of a breast, gently tracing the outline of them. He marveled at the softness of her skin. His face pressed against her hair and kissed it gently before cupping a breast in his hand, a thumb brushing against a nipple.]

It almost sounds as if you're stalling Phoenix.

[He peeked at him, over Annie's shoulder and gave him a smile. His other hands lay flat against her belly.]

Does this feel alright?

Yes.

[Annie breathes it in answer to Miles' question, her body already reacting to his touch. Her own hands brush over the hardness in his briefs, stroking the outline of his length, her fingertips skimming the edge of the tip.]

Are you okay?

[She knew Phoenix was watching, was waiting to see how Miles was doing with all this, and therefore she didn't respond to his closeness. Not yet. She wanted Miles to be comfortable enough touching her and being naked with her before she adding touching Phoenix to the mix.]

.... I'm not stalling...

[He mutters. His cheeks refusing to be rid of the light pink hue that they had been keeping for a while now. He also took the moment to glance away, knowing full well that he couldn't keep looking over at Miles without inadvertently looking down at Annie's bare chest.

Okay, maybe he was stalling a little.

He felt uncomfortable and a little awkward merely sitting there, watching the both of them. It was something intimate after all. Something between the two of them. And although he really wanted Miles to experience this he wasn't really sure what to do himself. Of course he knew he would join in eventually, but he did not want to diverge the attention from Miles at the moment.

And so he shifted, sitting up on his knees as he watched Miles fondle at Annie, only for Annie to do match the same back to him.

They really were both so pretty. And it only added to the awkwardness with how he felt his own body responding.]

Mmnnn yes, I seem to be intoxicated with you but otherwise alright. [ He let out a soft husky sigh as he felt her fingers trace across his arousal, his hips pressing forward despite himself.He kissed aging her shoulder as his hand traced down lower, almost exploratory in his actions, until it reached down to her sex. His fingers traced over the soft skin.

He looked up and met Phoenix’s gaze. Very aware that his boyfriend was watching them and that thought alone seemed to drive him further, He looked down and noted how his body was reacting as well and hummed approvingly.]

Phoenix, take it off. Allow us to see you.

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