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Title: Plaything
Author: Sashataakheru
Fandom: AusComedy
Starring: Adam Hills, Ali McGregor, Mark Watson
Pairings: Adam/Mark, Adam/Ali, Ali/Mark, Adam/Ali/Mark
Prompt: #22 Blindfold for 50kinkyways
Word Count: 1,007
Warnings: smut, voyeurism, zomg!het
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
Author's Notes: Originally written for the comedy kink meme and tidied up into this current form. Because I’m a freak like that. :P
Summary: Adam, Ali and Mark engaging in some bonding at the Edinburgh Fringe in 2006. Woo, Festival sex! XD


Plaything
Mark Watson was infuriating. There was something irresistible about the man's accents. Yes, both of them. Adam currently had him pinned to the floor while he did all manner of naughty things to him, making him squeal and giggle like a school girl in that adorable accent, which shifted depending on how composed the man was, which, considering Adam was very quickly moving down his chest towards his dick, wasn’t very composed at all. The indecipherable vowel sounds were particularly amusing. The fact that the poor man was blindfolded just added to his arousal. Mark hardly knew what was happening to him, apart from things that felt very nice indeed.

“Shove over, man, give a girl some room.” Adam’s fun was interrupted by Ali as she decided she wanted to have some fun of her own. Adam dutifully backed off and watched her grab Mark's collar and bring him into a kiss.

Ali was looking rather ravishing tonight, Adam had to concede. There were distinct bonuses in dating a woman like Ali, and the diversity of her lingerie was one of them. The corset she was wearing made Adam want to ravish her. But she was her own woman, and she was, well, Adam didn’t feel at all jealous as he watched her mauling Mark. It was more of a turn on than he’d anticipated. He’d have to organise this again.

Not wanting to miss out, Adam moved behind Mark and began sucking his neck, wanting to make him incoherent again. Mark had been reduced to their plaything now, a sex toy to end all sex toys, as they played out their own lust and fantasies. Adam hadn't seen Ali look quite so glorious before. He wondered how she'd look playing with Hamish, which was a terrible thing to think, as it just distracted him further as he leant back and thought of his Hamish and what Ali would do to him.

“Ali, love, we gotta do this more often,” Adam drawled, watching Ali make light work of Mark's arousal.

“Horny bastard. I suppose you want a song and dance routine next, hey?” Ali said, gasping as Mark nuzzled her neck.

“Well, that is part of your attraction,” Adam said with a smile.

“Can we not talk about this while I've got a man underneath me?” Ali said.

Adam smiled and sat up. “Sure. But stop hogging him. I haven't had my turn yet.”

Ali pouted and fluttered her eyelashes at him, but complied anyway, slapping Mark's arse as she sent him over to Adam. “Don't break him, will you? He's very pretty,” Ali said.

“I haven’t broken him before,” Adam said.

“There’s always a first time. Go on, I wanna watch you with a guy for once,” Ali said, reclining as she watched them.

Adam had to admit this was a first. She’d never seen him mess around with guys before. Adam was far too caught up in what he was doing to care. He’d almost forgotten this was Ali’s idea. After they’d finished Mark’s 36 hour show, Ali had suggested a celebration, and getting drunk had somehow led to what they were doing now. Adam was quite willing to put it down to fucking exhaustion.

Mark squirmed and bit Adam’s neck, dragging him out of his dishevelled thoughts. Adam smirked at him and started on his chest again. He wasn’t planning to be interrupted this time.

Mark gasped as Adam started preparing him. Screw blow jobs. He just wanted to make his friend’s tiny Bristolian mind explode by fucking him stupid. Mark found himself pinned down on his back as Adam slicked up and pushed inside, his legs raised at some angle above his head as Adam dictated.

“Still not gay, Adam?” Mark managed to say. He wrapped his arms around Adam's neck and brought him close, more interested in getting off than anything else.

“Not when I'm sleeping with her as well as you, mate,” Adam said with a smirk.

Pure animalistic fucking. That's all it was. And Ali was strangely enjoying herself. She hadn't quite appreciated the way Adam moved and fucked until now. He certainly had his own style and Mark squirming beneath him was not an unpleasant image at all. She couldn't help rubbing her clit as she watched them, waiting for her turn again.

Mark was getting incoherent again. Adam was thrusting hard and a hand was pinning his shoulder down into the ground. Fuck kissing. Adam just wanted to fuck.

Mark was exhausted by the time Adam was done with him. Their bodies lay together and Adam kissed him lazily, running a hand through his scruffy hair. Ali soon joined them, sandwiching Mark between them. She began attacking Mark's neck, her nails drawing sharp circles on his chest.

“Hmm, was that worth it, Ali?” Adam murmured, giving Mark soft kisses on his neck.

“You're a fucking tease. Why didn't you ever invite me along before?” Ali said.

“You weren't around?” Adam said, pretending to play innocent. “I want you to ravish Hamish next. I'd love to see him melt under your hands.”

“Would you mind not talking about your future plans while I'm still squashed between you? And are you going to take this blindfold off eventually?” Mark said.

“Maybe. When we're done with you,” Adam said.

“Do we have to let him go so soon? I like him. Can we keep him?” Ali said.

Adam kissed her, letting his fingers tangle in her hair. “Hey, don't make your mind up just yet. I've got plenty more for you to play with,” he said.

“You do spoil me, don't you?” Ali said.

“Anything for my girl,” Adam said with a grin.

With gentle fingers, Ali removed the blindfold and watched Mark flutter his eyes as he got used to being able to see again. He smiled up at them. Adam kissed him and stroked his chest. Ali nuzzled his neck and trailed her fingers down his body. Mark squirmed and felt he was quite possibly the luckiest man alive.

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