Title: Space
Author: Bernie
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction
Pairing: Leah and Boyd Devereaux
Implied Lisa and Steve Yzerman and Leah
and Boyd
A sequel to this fic blue is for boys, pink is for girls
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Leah woke up the next
morning with Boyd's arm wrapped around her chest, his hand cupped over her
breast, one of the plastic bracelets that somehow escaped their games still
around his wrist.
It all seemed rather like a
dream, or a drunken delusion, the buzz behind her temples letting Leah know she
had definitely had too much the night before. But rubbing back against Boyd,
half-hard like most mornings, she feels sore. And realizes it was no dream, or
if was it was a waking one.
And it feels half
experienced, like she was only almost aware of what her body was doing, and
what was being done to her. In a strange way, that at the same time she was
offering herself around freely, she was holding part of herself back, and was
floating over the top watching.
As she slowly and
deliberately rubbed her backside against Boyd's growing erection she saw her
body laid back splayed on the bed, Steve and Boyd leaning down over her
breasts, Boyd's familiar soft lips and Steve hard bruising mouth. Boyd sucking
her nipple into his mouth as Steve's teeth tugging her other one deeper into
his mouth.
And that wasn't quite right, that was after, at first
it had been the four of them laughing on the bed and pressing their faces
together in threeway and fourway kisses.
Until Leah had, or Lisa had, or one of them had turned
so the two women were kissing fully and not paying any attention to any one
else. It was because, they hadn't exactly spoken about it but it hovered in the
air between the two women. Something there. And lying in bed, now that she paid
attention Leah could smell perfume and cologne on the sheets and salt on her
skin, and she thought of times that she and Lisa had been together.
For team functions, at getting-to-know-you dinners,
charity things. Lisa leaning forward to kiss hello, holding Leah's hand in
hers, the warm musky smell of her perfume around the two of them. And Lisa
didn't kiss all the other women hello, just Cathy and Cheryl who she had known
for the longest.
But Leah tries to organize her thoughts; did Lisa
stand in their personal space like she did Leah's? Did she run her thumb up the
side of their hands when she shook hands hello like she did with Leah?
And it is dizzying to try and think of that when she
is a little bit hung over and still trying to entirely remember what happened
the night before. The giggling search for condoms that interrupted the kiss.
Boyd leaning over his wife to kiss Lisa, sharing her with Leah. And then missing lube, and when Steve
got sick of asking "where on the bathroom shelf?" and Boyd had gone
to find it, Lisa leaning forward and kissing Leah and that moment and finally
it was the two of them and Lisa had kissed Leah's cheek.
"I have wanted this for a long time." Lisa
surely whispered the words, or were they spinning around in Leah's head and she
just wished them into her memory.
Taking her time, kissing her neck then pulling off one
of the million necklaces Leah had on for her character off. One kiss, one
necklace, one kiss once more, slowly pushing Leah back until she was lying
against the pillow.
And over Lisa's shoulder and she kissed down, one kiss
one button, undo one button press another kiss, Leah can see Boyd and Steve
watching, Steve's hands undoing Boyd's buttons on the truly horrible pastel
shirt he is wearing. Miami Vice, Lisa thinks closing her eyes and holding her
hips up off the bed so Lisa can pull her skirt down. No socks Leah thinks
trying not to laugh as Lisa kisses her tummy.
When she opens her eyes they are both shirtless and
Steve is running his hands across Boyd's stomach and kissing the side of his
neck. But Leah had wanted them all with her so had beckoned them over.
Feeling Boyd's lips kiss her shoulders Leah remembers
those lips touching Steve's lightly, then more deeply as the kiss got away from
the two of them. There is the delight when the two men lean over her and kiss.
Like they must have done a hundred times before.
And it seems perfect as they have each other and she
and Lisa are kissing on the bed and Lisa's breast are pressed against hers.
Leah frowns as she remembers Steve kissing Lisa, his
tongue cleaning Leah's come off her face. The fissure of jealousy she felt to
watch the two of them share what must be their millionth kiss. Like in some way
she should have been there as well, not just a part of her, like her on Lisa's
face should be some kind of barrier, like she should have been in there between
the two of them. Silly jealousy she felt again watching Lisa on top of her
husband as Steve kissed Leah again.
Not for Boyd, though and Leah shifts on the bed waking
Boyd up.
Boyd gently pulls Leah's hips closer to him and runs
his hands over the top of her hips sliding around to tangle with her fingers
rubbing slow circles over her clit.
"I thought you'd be sore." He whispers
kissing behind her ear.
"Go slow." Leah wiggled down the bed a bit
so their hips were lined up. Boyd pushed his leg between hers until he could
slide into her.
He stopped at her low hiss.
"You ok?" He whispered as Leah stopped
rubbing herself and took a deep breath.
"I am." Leah pushed back against Boyd,
"but I am going to be lazy and let you do all the work." He laughed
against her back and picking her hand up kisses her warm musky smelling
fingers.
"I can do that." Leah laughs and leans back,
meeting the gentle rhythm Boyd sets, shifting back so one hand is resting on
his hip and the other joining his in stroking across her clit.
"Go a bit faster." She mummers, tucking her
head back on his shoulder under his chin. Boyd laughs again and wrapping his
arm under her side picks her up so she is lying more fully on his leg. Leah
puts her arm over her head to wrap around his neck.
"Nah, you gotta do some of the work babe."
Boyd kisses the top of her head.
"Together?" Leah teases.
"Of course." Boyd smiles and holds her hips
lightly rolling them back on their sides and moving faster. He licks the side
of her neck and wraps his other hand around her to stretch up and tease her
nipples.
'That Steve lickedÉ' Leah thinks closer her eyes and
throwing her head back. 'That Lisa kissedÉ' and she spins her hands in tighter
faster circles, her breath and Boyd's breath coming faster. He moaned when she
tightened her muscles around him and came quickly holding her hips hard to his.
"Are we awake?" Boyd whispered into Leah's
hair.
"I want to know what it is like." Leah
finally says; turning around she runs her fingers across Boyd's cheek.
"Lisa and me."
"But.."
"You and Steve." Leah reminds gently without
accusing. "My get-out-of-jail-free-card? I feel like I have to know. Or a
want to know." She shrugs slightly.
"I understand that." Boyd whispers, leaning
down and kissing her until they were both almost asleep and not moving their
lips anymore.
They curled closer dropping into sleep, tucking the
blankets under them in their sleep. Even thought they know they will wake up
sticky and sweaty and feeling dehydrated from drinking and the hot room. But
they are curled closer than ever, tight together.
End
