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can_finish_them) wrote2022-06-01 11:07 pm
can_finish_them) wrote2022-06-01 11:07 pm
HERE BE SMUT - or, the Martin/Kaidy/Izzy Menage A Trois literally nobody expected
Timeline Notes:
- Kaidy goes back to Ed and Izzy's world; they're in a port. She accidentally/through sheer nosiness walks in on Izzy being confronted by his ex-shipmates/abusers. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
- Post-fight, she offers Izzy a hug. He says 'fuck off'. Eeeeeeeeventually while they're drinking he leans against her and she puts an arm around his shoulders briefly. They agree that Kaidy will completely forget anything she saw/heard and he won't tell Martin that she killed people.
- Some Time Later, they're in the bar in various groups, chatting on the sofas. Eventually, Izzy falls asleep on Kaidy's shoulder; she threatens anyone who wakes him up or takes the piss with extensive mutilation. (She also gets him a blanket.) This is never mentioned again by either of them.
- Not That Much Time Later, Martin and Kaidy are asleep in their room upstairs and are woken by a knock at the door. When Kaidy opens it, she finds a very distressed Izzy smelling strongly of the Dutch Courage required to get him to their door. He mumbles something about a bad night and asks to sleep at the foot of their bed. Kaidy and Martin discuss, agree to let him in, but insist he takes the couch. ("Dogs sleep on the floor, Iz. You're a human, you get the sofa.") Some Nightmares Later, he winds up in their bed. The next morning, he brings them tea while they're still asleep and flees in shame.
- Afterwards (possibly, though not necessarily, the next day) Martin and Kaidy manage to find him in the bar. Nobody is entirely sure how to discuss what happened, eventually Kaidy has a fit of inspiration and just goes, matter-of-factly, "Hey, next time you come back, can we get bacon butties as well?"
- There are a few platonic repeats of this. They find him pyjamas. (Black, obviously.) Izzy slowly moves up the bed from just within reach of his hair from them to almost completely between them.
- Eventually, after some pre-discussion, Martin and Kaidy are awake when Izzy flees. "Look, I didn't think you were into women, but if you want to stick around... you're welcome to join in." Izzy says, "Fuck off." Izzy doesn't move. Kaidy offers him her hand.
- Kaidy goes back to Ed and Izzy's world; they're in a port. She accidentally/through sheer nosiness walks in on Izzy being confronted by his ex-shipmates/abusers. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
- Post-fight, she offers Izzy a hug. He says 'fuck off'. Eeeeeeeeventually while they're drinking he leans against her and she puts an arm around his shoulders briefly. They agree that Kaidy will completely forget anything she saw/heard and he won't tell Martin that she killed people.
- Some Time Later, they're in the bar in various groups, chatting on the sofas. Eventually, Izzy falls asleep on Kaidy's shoulder; she threatens anyone who wakes him up or takes the piss with extensive mutilation. (She also gets him a blanket.) This is never mentioned again by either of them.
- Not That Much Time Later, Martin and Kaidy are asleep in their room upstairs and are woken by a knock at the door. When Kaidy opens it, she finds a very distressed Izzy smelling strongly of the Dutch Courage required to get him to their door. He mumbles something about a bad night and asks to sleep at the foot of their bed. Kaidy and Martin discuss, agree to let him in, but insist he takes the couch. ("Dogs sleep on the floor, Iz. You're a human, you get the sofa.") Some Nightmares Later, he winds up in their bed. The next morning, he brings them tea while they're still asleep and flees in shame.
- Afterwards (possibly, though not necessarily, the next day) Martin and Kaidy manage to find him in the bar. Nobody is entirely sure how to discuss what happened, eventually Kaidy has a fit of inspiration and just goes, matter-of-factly, "Hey, next time you come back, can we get bacon butties as well?"
- There are a few platonic repeats of this. They find him pyjamas. (Black, obviously.) Izzy slowly moves up the bed from just within reach of his hair from them to almost completely between them.
- Eventually, after some pre-discussion, Martin and Kaidy are awake when Izzy flees. "Look, I didn't think you were into women, but if you want to stick around... you're welcome to join in." Izzy says, "Fuck off." Izzy doesn't move. Kaidy offers him her hand.
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
God, he's really something when he's like this. (Well, he's always something. But especially like this.).
"I've got you," Kaidy breathes; she was already practically draped over Izzy's back, but now she's twined as close around his scarred, utterly solid body as she can possibly get: arms caught tight around his waist, opened belt buckle a snap of cold against his bare thigh, face tucked into the crook between his neck and shoulder as he bucks helplessly into her fist and she presses kiss after long, hot, hard kiss to his tattoo. Moving along his throat, her teeth find the soft skin at the point his neck meets his shoulder and bite down, just enough to give him a focus point. He's so warm he's like holding a furnace; he shivers and moans and it's as if he's shuddering through her, as if he's falling apart at the seams.
"That's it, baby," she murmurs, punctuating each phrase and the bright new mark on his collar with more kisses, as if she can't get enough of him, as if she'll never get enough. "That's right, take it all... Fuck, Iz, you're so good, you're so so good."
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
He breathes.
'So good, so good' echoes in his thoughts, and his head spins with it.
His cheek brushes against Martin's softening mouth-damp warmth, and he nuzzles towards it, eyes still closed, navigating by feel, by smell, by the drag of nails through his hair.
As he comes back to himself his eyes drift open, and he smiles up at Martin, dropping a kiss to the head of his cock, and pushing himself up a little.
"Delicious." He comments, smirking a touch. His voice is more than a little bit wrecked now, and it was pretty damn gravelly to start with.
Martin squirms at the overstimulation, but beams down at him with the smile of a man whose brain is still in the process of rebooting. Then his gaze tears itself away from Izzy, and is pulled inexorably instead to Kaidy.
Martin gives a satisfied little hum. "Your turn next. Any thoughts?"
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Kaidy returns Martin's look with a brilliant wolfish grin, unwrapping her fist from Izzy's dick and planting one last hard kiss on his swallow tattoo before peeling herself away from his back.
"I might have one or two," she admits. "But first... c'mere, you." She crooks a finger under Izzy's chin, pulling him in by his beard for a short but thorough kiss. Mmm.
"You sound fucking spectacular right now," she informs Izzy softly, breaking away from him, and then her eyes dance and her wicked grin returns as her voice lifts, too. "As you were, Mr. Hands."
Her first thought had been to wipe the hand that had been holding Izzy on her trousers, but she's got a much better idea than that...
"Hello, Captain Crieff." Leaving Izzy to his own devices for the moment, she pushes herself up the bed in one sudden movement to sprawl on her side at Martin's eyeline. "Miss me?" she asks, and gives him a quick, clinging little kiss. "Because I've missed those lips of yours..."
Smiling, she rubs her still-sticky and just about dripping forefinger meaningfully over his full lower lip. "Going to use them for me, Red?"
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
Martin jostles a little at the sudden bounce of Kaidy lying next to him, and delights at the quick press of her lips to his. Of course he's missed her. It's been ages since they last kissed. Since last night for god's sake. Might just as well be years.
And then she slides a finger across his lip, painting his mouth with Izzy's come and oh jesusfuckingchrist of course he opens wide, ready to lick her fingers clean as can be. He'll take anything she gives him.
His hand tightens in Izzy's hair, and Izzy follows the tug and wriggles his way up to join them.
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
God almighty, but Martin makes her smile. It's one of his many talents - quite possibly her favourite of them. He's just so damn sweet, to say nothing of always being so adorably happy to see her.
(And yes, she's missed him, too.)
Her eyes crinkle fondly at the corners at the way he pouts his lips and hollows his cheeks around each of her fingers in turn, kissing and sucking them clean from knuckle to tip. She can't quite resist kissing his cheek as he does; after all, he's quite right, it's practically been forever since they last kissed.
Izzy gently shakes his hair free from Martin's fingers as he squirms up the bed to them both, chasing the last of the afterglow, the thoughtless comfort to which he's still a little unaccustomed. This time, he tucks himself close against Kaidy's back, soothed by the warmth and the scent of her: expensive shampoo, perfume and skin creams; cigarette smoke and engine oil and soft skin - as he kisses the nape of her neck. He breathes, slow and increasingly easy, as his work-rough hands smooth their way down her back to finally undo her bra.
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His fingers slide up her arm and encounter Izzy's on their way down clutching a bra strap, and he hums into the kiss as they tangle together.
"Mmm. You seem a bit overdressed there," he manages to get out as he comes up for air, "how about we fix that?"
He gives her a crooked little grin and starts to kiss his way down, taking the bra strap from Izzy and continuing it's removal.
He makes sure to take detours to all the places that need an extra kiss, like the scarring on her shoulder; or the places that need extra attention, like the hollow just above her collarbone which has a couple of freckles hiding in it that look just fantastic when he bites and sucks just enough to leave a swirling galaxy bruise as their backdrop; or the inkmarks of her tattoos which have all been in place for long enough to have settled into her skin, but he still likes the thought of being able to taste them on his tongue.
He slides down far enough to give a sucking kiss with a scrape of teeth to each nipple and then rests his chin on her breastbone to send another wonky grin her way.
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She smiles back at Martin, belying the languidness of her lips with eyes that dark and heated. "My thoughts exactly, Captain."
Her fingers had been curled through Martin's hair as they kissed, short blunt nails just long enough to catch against his scalp; she pulls them away with a ruffle of his curls in order to help him and Izzy slide her bra strap down her arm and free. She reaches behind herself, instead, finding the nape of Izzy's neck and encouraging him closer to her, a suggestion he is more than happy to accommodate.
Martin's kisses make her arch back against Izzy's warm, solid body with a sigh that fades into something almost like a moan; he responds with an almost entirely unintelligible bass mumble, nuzzling against her nape as his hands stroke down her torso, fumbling-pushing down her boxers and trousers together until he can reach the softest skin at the highest point of her inner thighs.