Delphinium

“Having fun without me?”

The amusement in Kaiser’s voice carried a bitter edge as she leaned against the doorway of your dorm room.

It was a hot summer night. Training was coming to an end as the season was reaching its closure and it's been over a month since you, Kaiser and Ness started sleeping together.  You still had no idea what dynamic the two had. Girlfriends? An open relationship? You didn’t know and didn’t care to know.

You told yourself it would only be a one time thing. After that afternoon in the changing room, you tried to ignore them. But if it was hard before, between their relentless teasing during training and the way they haunted your dreams with erotic illusions, it is even worse now. Resisting was useless; the more you tried, the more you were drawn to them.

Every insult, every argument, every sharp word was just an excuse to shove your tongue down their throats. Kaiser’s hands were always on you and Ness’s lips were never far behind. From sneaking off before and after practice for heated make out sessions to weekend spend in each other’s beds and unexpected encounters in the showers, they were all over you. And you were all over them.

Which led to tonight. July 15th, 10 PM. Too warm to go out despite it being a Friday. Too tired from training. But not sore enough, apparently, to stop Ness from pounding into you with reckless abandon with her pink strap on.

Filthy. That was the only way to describe it. Legs spread and held firm by her hands as she moved her hips with such coordination and precision you were unable to shut your mouth. A mix of whines, pleas and cries coming out, too consumed by pleasure to care about Kaiser’s watchful gaze burning into your skin.

“Kaiser—” Ness panted, starting to slow, but Kaiser cut her off.

“No, don’t stop.” Her voice was husky, dripping with sarcasm. “By all means, continue. Put on a show for me since you two want to act like dogs in heat.”

The mocking tone should have pissed you off, but the way she said it, so smooth, so taunting, had your breath hitching instead. Maybe you truly were a slut, damn. 

“Isn’t that right?” She gripped your chin, forcing your dazed eyes to meet hers. “Look at you, pathetic little thing. Can barely talk.” While Ness started her thrusts again, deeper this time.

“S’so good—”

“I should think so, considering you’re spread out like a slut for Ness. Taking her cock so well.”

Shameless, you moan at her words, as your hands reach for her, pulling her into a messy kiss. Her hand found your breast, fingers pinching your nipple hard enough to make you whimper.

“You're going to punish us, aren’t you?” you mutter breathlessly.

Kaiser’s mouth curled into a smirk, that dangerous smile, that was so beautiful as it  could be cruel at times.

“Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to, liebling,” she whispered, voice dripping with sarcasm before kissing your neck. “I had been looking for you two for over an hour—”

“Kaiser—” Ness tried again, but one sharp look from the blonde shut her up.

“It was rather– rude, leaving me hanging at the spot we agreed on… only to find you two like this. Cute, sure. But I am going to enjoy what’s coming next.”

KAISER'S POV

It’s just sex. Just a game. But why does it feel like she’s been left out?

Maybe it’s because she had waited over an hour, expecting them to show, only to be ignored. Or maybe, just maybe, it’s the fact that, for once, she wasn’t the one in control. For once, there’s someone, you, who dares to go against her. And it's a feeling that's both maddening and thrilling at the same time. She wants to kiss you until you both are breathless, until you’re too pussy drunk to even think about your name. But there’s a tiny part in her that wants to push you away. To take control once again. To have Ness look at her like she is looking at you now. 

How naturally Ness and you move together, how Ness’s focus is entirely on you and it irks her more than she wants to admit. Because how is she— she did not even know Ness had it in her. The way she moves her hips. The way she is taking control, moving, moaning, whispering filthy praises in your ear. It’s all so… wrong? No, that’s what you all had wanted now for a while, no? Besides, it’s not like Ness and her were girlfriends to begin with. She was nothing more than a passtime. And yet, the sight in front of her, made her eye twitch, her jaw slightly stiffed. She couldn't, or more likely she refuses, to think actually why. 

Her nails dig into her palms, something ugly twisting in her stomach. She hates it. A mix of anxiety mixed with anger and a bit of arousal, screaming at her to join in.
The way Ness moves her hips. The way she whispers filthy praises in your ear. The way your body writhes under her touch.

That should be her pulling those sounds from you.

“Kaiser?” Ness’s voice breaks through her thoughts. Softer now. Almost pleading. “Please?”

“Please what?” she responds back, too bitterly. Too firmly, despite trying to conceal her actual feelings.

Ness hesitates, the movements have stopped and you let out a pathetic whine in protest, despite your body twitching in tiredness, it still craved for more. And your mind was almost too far gone to actually register what’s going on, too lost in the pleasure Ness had been giving you.

“Can you take over please? My legs are sore” Ness whines, her breathing panting. As the girl seems on the verge of passing out from exhaustion. 

Kaiser exhales slowly, stepping forward, her voice smooth but laced with unspoken authority. “Since you two were fine without me earlier, why should I touch you now?”

Ness whines, almost begging. “Please. My legs are sore.. Kaiser–” She pulls away from you, pulling out the strap, earning a needy quiet protest from your lips.

Kaiser grips her chin, forcing their eyes to meet. “You look a little too pleased with yourself, liebling.” A sharp smirk. “What? Did you think you could misbehave and not suffer the consequences?”

She steps back, letting her gaze linger on both of you. Then, slowly, she tugs at the waistband of her shorts.

“On your knees. Both of you.”

NESS'S POV

Of course this was going to happen. Of course, Kaiser had to take control her way, as per usual. Not that she minded, but she could tell something deeper was going on. Both you and Ness lay back on the bed now, hands tied up above your heads. The hands off rule is one that truly sucks. Especially for someone like Ness, who loved to squeeze, to touch and to hold during sex. 

So, being tied up as Kaiser makes both you and her stay still while she rotates who to tease merciless… It's hell and heaven at the same time. Ness’s hands itch to squeeze your body, trying to wriggle out of the tie that holds her hands in place, but in vain. Kaiser hasn’t given you two permission to touch each other, or her, for that matter yet. 

Kaiser drags her lips slowly over Ness’s body, mapping every spot she knows will make the brown hair girl go crazy while completely ignoring you. 

Ness is quiet but not a fool. She knows that Kaiser’s jealousy isn’t just about sex. She’s seen the way Kaiser looks at you when she thinks no one is watching. The way her blue eyes trails on your form slightly longer than necessary. Ness had never seen her so… captivated by someone. She looked like… she had seen magic. And she couldn't find it in her to disagree. You are magic. There's something different in this dynamic, something dangerous. If before she had not dared going against Kaiser’s word and wishes, now with you in this, she feels almost a need to do so. To rebel. To take control. To be the one who does the act instead of always receiving. 

Which is why, when Kaiser finally steps back and her mouth opens to degrade her, a switch turns on in her brain. 

“Look at you. Can barely speak. You really are pathetic, huh?” as a small laugh left the blonde’s lips. “ You’re close again, aren’t you? Too bad. You don’t get to cum until I say so. Not until you’re a pleading mess, pet .”

“Kaiser—stop.” Ness’s voice was firm. Making both you and Kaiser take a double look at the girl.

Kaiser pauses, confusion flickering across her features for just a second. “What? – What do you mean stop?”

Ness doesn’t waver. “I said stop.”

Kaiser studies her, fingers dragging along Ness’s cheek. Her touch is slow, teasing almost, as she focuses on a particular mole Ness has on her cheek. Her expression is unreadable.

“Stop being a twat.” Ness says, her voice a breathy command. “Kiss me.”

YOUR POV

Ness kisses Kaiser with a hunger that feels almost desperate. Her hand no longer confined in the tie, desperately goes in Kaiser’s hair pulling and twirling the blonde locks, as the two moan and kiss as if they had been starving for each other. It was mesmerising watching the scene. It was so raw with passion as Kaiser unconsciously started grinding against Ness and Ness.. well she was letting loose like she had never before. Actually taking control of the movements, as her hands go on Kaiser’s hips to help her. To guide her hips like Ness likes. 

You’re so lost in watching them that you forget your hands are still tied until their laughter breaks the moment. Kaiser reaches over, undoing the tie, smirking.

“Poor thing. She’s tired,” she teases.

“Don’t just sit there,” Ness murmurs, fingers tracing your lip. “Join us.”

Kaiser pulls you closer, her blue eyes steady onto yours. For a moment, there’s something there, something soft, fleeting. A small silence stretches on, as if she was getting ready to speak, her features strangely soft. But that did not happen. Instead she huffs, her head moves to hide in your shoulder and before you could tease her, her teeth sank in your shoulder biting you. 

“Oi! What the hell?!” you gasp in confusion, involuntary going to grip her wrists as if to anchor yourself.

You were expecting for her to snap back, to cuss you off. Instead a soft, real laugh fills the air. You and Ness exchange a look, as Kaiser pulls back her head and her soft lips find yours and Ness’s lips at the same time. A slow kiss that despite the softness it held, it was so beautifully arousing and intoxicating. 

Kaiser pulls back, smirking. “Hope you two are ready for round two. I’m not done playing with meine mädchen just yet.” 

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The room was hot, a mix of sweat, the warm summer night heat, the smell of sex still lingering in the air and now the cigarette that Kaiser had just lit. Her figure, hair up with a clip and a loose dark blue silky robe, embraced her body as she stood by the slightly open window. Her eyes watch yours and Ness's figure, still laying on the messy bed.

The way that Ness traces soft patterns on your hip, while you're close to doze off. She doesn’t say anything, the inhale and exhales of her cigarette fill the silence of the room. She likes seeing you two like this, spent, satisfied, hers. It was maddening. It was confusing as hell and she had no time nor want to reflect upon what this means. That's what she keeps telling herself, at least.

She can tell that you aren’t fully asleep. That you are watching her with half-lidded eyes, exhaustion keeping you from questioning when she will come back on the bed to snuggle with you and Ness.
Ness meets Kaiser's gaze, something unreadable in her expression as she keeps her fingers ghosting over your skin absentmindedly.

"You're scared," she almost says, but she doesn't. Ness knows. Kaiser knows too. It's like an unspoken secret between the two of them.

Ness turns to face you once more, pressing a kiss to your temple, pretending not to notice the way Kaiser's jaw clenches one last time. Snuggling by your side as her eyes finally close, welcoming Hypnos with open arms.