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From: (Anonymous)

Prompt: https://theoldguardkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/3653.html?thread=1007685#cmt1007685

It was about six months after Quynh and Booker had rejoined the group, when Andy suddenly got that glint in her eye that always meant trouble. “You know,” she remarked, fake casually, at dinner. “We still haven’t properly welcomed Nile to the team.”

Joe just laughed and gave her a wink, while Booker’s cheeks flushed crimson, and okay, what was going on? Nile shot a desperate glance at Nicky, but he was just smiling as if he knew something she didn’t. “They mean fucking you until you don’t remember your own name,” Quynh said bluntly, and oh. Well. Nile wasn’t going to say no to that.

Four days later, she was feeling more than a little awkward laying on the bed in her T-shirt and plain black panties while they argued over who was going to sex her up first. “I think Joe is the best for anyone to start with,” Nicky explained earnestly. “He is very good at the sex and he will be very gentle with her.” Booker made an indignant noise, puppy eyes trained on Andy. “I’ll be gentle too! Please, boss, I want to make her feel good.” Andy almost gave in, but finally shook her head. “Nicky’s right, Joe is the best choice to start. Book, you’ll get your turn soon enough.”

Joe beamed, shooting Nicky a grateful glance, and then he was clambering over Nile, bracketing her with his body, and she felt oddly warm and protected. “Can I?” He asked, toying with the hem of her shirt, and she nodded quickly. “You can do whatever you want,” she said, a little breathless from the thought of what was coming.

He slid her shirt up and off, and the look he gave her bare chest sent a shiver through her. “You are beautiful, my flower,” he whispered, kissing along her collarbone. By the time he had kissed his way down her chest and sucked marks that instantly faded above her hips, she was squirming with it, and when he pressed a light kiss to her folds she groaned. “Later, Joe, please,” she begged. “I want your cock first.” He gave her a bit of a pitiful look, like she was dragging him away from his treat, and she laughed, pulling him up for a kiss and undoing his pants. “Later, I promise.”

She moaned as Joe pushed into her, twining her legs around his waist to urge him on. “Mm, you’re a lucky man, Nicky,” she remarked, drawing a laugh from the Italian man. “I know, I know,” he commented, casual like his husband wasn’t balls deep in her. “I love many things about my Yusuf, but that lovely cock is certainly one of them.”

“You can move,” she encouraged Joe, because he had stopped, waiting for her to adjust. He was achingly careful at first, taking her in long slow thrusts that felt painfully intimate. “Oh god Joe, faster, please,” she begged, and he complied, but his movements were still deliberate, rather than rough. He was not especially long, but his cock was thick and stretched her in the best possible ways, and she was soon arching into each thrust. She was a little embarrassed at how loud she was being, how she would moan and cry out when he would press in, but the team looked like they were living for her noises, so she didn’t try to stifle them.

“How does she feel, my heart?” Nicky asked and Joe groaned, his hips stuttering, the first time he had lost his steady rhythm. “She is a marvel,” Joe replied, his hands sliding down her sides to her hips so that he could have a little better leverage. “She is a vision of loveliness, she makes me come undone, makes me want to spill already,” and Nile moaned at the thought. “You can go ahead and do that, you know.” She had always been super careful before, always used condoms and everything, but it was a major turn on that she would get to feel them come inside her.

“Not before you, my shining star,” Joe replied, but she could tell that he was already close, losing his rhythm occasionally. Nile bit her lip and carefully flipped them so that she was on top. “Let me—like this—“ she gasped out, and his pupils were blown wide as she set the pace, getting herself off on his cock as quickly as possible. “Oh yes,” she babbled, losing any sense of embarrassment as she could feel the coil of arousal growing in her belly. “Oh yes, Joe, want to feel you come inside me, fuck—“

Joe held out long enough to feel her clenching around him, and then he was lost as well, his hips jerking up into her as he spilled. Nicky’s eyes were dark with lust as he watched his husband fall over the edge, and as soon as Joe pulled out and Nile flopped onto her back again, he moved between Nile’s legs, gently spreading her thighs to look at her, and she groaned as she realised that he was looking for Joe’s release, pressing it back into her with one finger. “Nile,” he begged, unzipping his pants to free his throbbing length. “Can I please—just your thighs if you’re too sore, or anything,” but she shook her head. “I want the full experience,” she said with a grin, pulling him on top of her, one hand snaking down between them to line his cock up.

“You’re so wet, princess,” he remarked, a little awed, as he entered her, and she laughed, bright and happy. “Courtesy of Joe,” she remarked with a wink, and cupped his ass with her hands. “Mm, come on, do your worst.” She pulled him down for a filthy kiss, licking into his mouth and nipping at his bottom lip, and he should have known that she would be a little fierce in bed. She was so sweet, their Nile, but there was a quiet fire in her as well, he thought as he took her with long deep strokes.

He wasn’t rough, exactly, but he took her faster and harder than Joe had, already keyed up from having watched her with Joe and the knowledge that his cock was enveloped in the same warmth that had welcomed his husband only a few minutes ago. He felt a twinge of worry as he slammed into her hard enough to push her up the bed and knock her shoulders against the headboard, and he ran a comforting hand down her side, pulling away from their kiss. “Is this okay?” He asked softly, and she chuckled, breathless, and nodded. “More than okay, Nicky, please don’t stop.”

He had no intention of stopping, not if she didn’t want him to, and he kept up his rapid-fire clip, one hand trailing up to cup her breast and rub at one pebbled nipple, which drew a full-body shiver from her that in return had Nicky groaning as he felt her inner walls flutter around his cock. Andy noticed, because of course she did, and she nudged Booker. “Go take care of her tits, Book,” she encouraged and he looked painfully eager as he climbed over to sit next to Nile on the bed. She gave him a reassuring smile, or as much of one as she could manage when Nicky was pounding into her, and then yelped as Booker sealed his lips around her nipple, lapping delicately at it. “Oh god, you two, you’re going to be the death of me,” she muttered.

Despite the additional stimulation from Booker, Nicky still came first, which wasn’t surprising since he had been wound up ever since he had watched her and Joe. “Sorry, Nile,” he apologised as he pulled out, ready to duck his head between her legs to finish her off but Andy stopped him with a firm hand on his shoulder. “Don’t take away Quynh’s fun,” she remarked with a grin, pulling him away so that her wife could take Nicky’s place.

Quynh was nothing if not dedicated, licking her way enthusiastically over where Nile was still sensitive from Nicky. She shot Nile a devious grin in between passes of her tongue. “Mm, Nicky tastes good,” she remarked. “Or is it Joe? I can’t tell for sure,” and she dipped her head to swipe her tongue against Nile again, as if she was checking. Booker was still making love to Nile’s breasts, peppering them with kisses and suckling at them like it was all he wanted in the world, and it didn’t take long before Nile was trembling, tugging lightly at Quynh’s hair to keep her mouth on her through the aftershocks.

“Oh God,” Nile gasped, chest heaving as she finally pushed Quynh away. She knew that she still had Booker and Andy to take, but couldn’t fathom how she could stand any more stimulation, but Andy seemed to know that with the quiet confidence that she always had, that let her know just how to take care of them. “You can have a break,” she told Nile gently, rubbing the younger woman’s shoulder. “Or Booker doesn’t have to fuck you, it’s not even his favourite thing honestly.” Booker whined a bit, his mouth still sealed around Nile’s nipple though he was just holding it in his mouth, and Andy chuckled. “I didn’t say you couldn’t come, Book, don’t worry.”

“Here,” Nile murmured, manoeuvring Booker so that he could nestle his length between her thighs, already slick from her own juices and Quynh’s delicate licks. “Is this good for you?” He nodded as best he could with his mouth still on her breast, trying a few experimental movements, groaning as she tightened her thighs around him, giving him a soft channel to thrust into. He seemed desperate from the start, unable to keep up any kind of steady rhythm, and Andy smiled fondly at the two of them as she watched. “If you want Booker to fuck you at some point,” she explained conspiratorially, like she was sharing a secret, “you have to let him get off once first, because the first time he’s always too keyed up to last very long at all. The second time, he can be slower, more deliberate. Isn’t that right, Book?” She asked, scratching her fingers through his hair, and he nodded, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal.

“Already c-close,” he confessed, hips rabbiting between Nile’s thighs as he pushed himself closer to the edge, and the youngest member of their team took pity on him, reached down to guide him to shift upwards. “You can—inside, if you want,” and she managed to press just the tip of his cock inside her before he lost it at the feeling of entering her, spurting a little bit inside but mostly all over her folds and her fingers.

“Fuck that was hot,” Nile muttered, squirming a bit against her own fingers and his spent length. “Fuck, Andy, help me out, please,” and Andy shot her a wink. “Thought you’d never ask, darling,” and she nudged Booker, who still looked a little shell-shocked, out of the way. Andy took no quarter, which wasn’t surprising, and it also wasn’t surprising that she was an expert at this. She slid two fingers into Nile, crooking them and immediately setting a steady pace, and brought her thumb and forefinger up to roll Nile’s clit between them, and leaned down to mouth and nip at her neck, and Nile had no choice but to cling to Andy as her pleasure built devastatingly fast, until she came apart around Andy’s fingers with a low groan.

Nile lay back, exhausted and panting, and threw an arm over her eyes. “Do you guys do cuddling?” She asked, and Andy chuckled. “Oh, you didn’t think we were done with you, did you? We’re immortals, you know, we can go all night, over and over again,” and oh. Holy shit. Nile had a sudden vision of just how thoroughly wrecked they could make her by dawn. “But yes,” a sleepy Booker replied next to her. “Eventually, yes, there will be cuddles.”

From: (Anonymous)

Bless you, Bonnie if you weren't a saint you've definitely earned it

From: (Anonymous)

Nonnie****

From: (Anonymous)

(prompt OP) THANK YOU ANON THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANTED. let Nile have all the orgasms.

From: (Anonymous)

So glad you liked it! Don’t worry, she had plenty more before the night was over :)

From: (Anonymous)

Oh damn, this is so hot! Nile absolutely deserves to get lovingly railed. I also love all of the boys wanting to eat her out. (I mean, who doesn't.) And the arguing over who got to go first was just brilliant! Great fill, thanks so much for sharing.