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[Magic Knight Rayearth] All the Pleasures Prove (Lantis/Hikaru/Eagle)
Title: All the Pleasures Prove
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
Length: 1211 words
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
clampkink: Lantis/Hikaru/Eagle, Eagle still not fully recovered; neck kisses for schmoop_bingo
Pairing: Lantis/Hikaru/Eagle
Other: Soft R for sex. Set post-series after Hikaru is of age.
Excerpt: They're striding down the hall to Eagle's bedroom when Hikaru asks Lantis, voice pitched low with embarrassment. They can be together like that, Lantis says to her tentative question, but they have to be careful.
They're striding down the hall to Eagle's bedroom when Hikaru asks Lantis, voice pitched low with embarrassment. She is scurrying along beside him, still rushing a little to keep up with his longer stride, but she's used to it. She hasn't grown much since they met, still the shortest of the Knights.
They can be together like that, Lantis says to her tentative question, but they have to be careful. Eagle is still recovering-- will still be recovering for a while, even though it's been three years since the Knights gave Cephiro to its people, and willpower began to restore Eagle's health. He holds the door for her so she can enter the bright room. Eagle has been expecting them; he is sitting up in bed and smiling. Lantis locks the door behind him, and Eagle meets his gaze with question. What he sees there must be reassuring, because he does not protest when Lantis continues his conversation with Hikaru.
"Eagle's mind is stubborn," Lantis says, his tone disapproving (but it always is; Hikaru and Eagle know how to read between the lines). "He thinks he should still be sick because he's so used to it."
"I make a poor patient," Eagle says cheerfully.
"That's because you have no patience," Lantis says, and Hikaru giggles. She climbs up in the bed beside Eagle. He's conscious now most of the time, and he can walk short distances, but the kind of exercise Hikaru is proposing is probably more than he should indulge. But neither man is good at saying no to her. They never have been, even when they told themselves it was necessary.
Nor do they want to wait any longer. Hikaru is never sparing with her affections, a constant physical presence at their sides. Eagle took his first steps in recovery with Hikaru's hand clasped firmly in his. The girls have long since ceased sharing one bed while in Cephiro, and when Hikaru spends nights there, it is with Eagle or Lantis or both whenever possible, head tucked into one's chest, hand curled around the other's shoulder. She kisses them often, chastely but constantly, until Clef has to politely request that they save such intimacies for more appropriate venues than government meetings.
She loves them. It vibrates through her entire being. When Hikaru is there with them, it is like she wakes them from other dreams. Sometimes Lantis dares to smile; sometimes Eagle breathes more easily. In Cephiro, love really can accomplish anything.
Eagle sighs when she kisses him, tentative but enthusiastic, where his neck meets the slope of his shoulder. The bed dips as Lantis joins them, moving carefully so as not to jostle Eagle too much. He strips off his shoes and socks and Hikaru holds her breath for a moment, because she realizes that they're really doing this: she loves them best and wants to marry them someday, which are feelings which have never faded, but the physical desire that has been mounting for the past few months leaves her without words. It is only Lantis's feet, but he wears socks to bed. She will get to see all of him, feel all of him. Her heart is already racing.
His hand is firm but slow to stroke the back of her neck; she leans into the touch, letting her breath go in a sigh. Her eyes slide shut and there's a rustle of cloth before Eagle's fingertips trace across her cheekbones and across her lips. She kisses his fingers and he presses closer to her, kissing her forehead. She can feel him smile against her skin.
"Lantis is right," he says, politely regretful. "I'm not up to anything very strenuous. But I do enjoy watching, very much."
Lantis pulls Hikaru back into his lap. His hands play down her shoulders and arms, nails digging in just a little. "You're going to make me do all the work, in other words."
"Not all of it," Eagle answers easily. He reaches forward and starts unfastening the buttons of Hikaru's shirt, pushing it down her shoulders. Lantis helps her take it off. Eagle grins and Hikaru shivers as his thumb traces the edge of her bra.
"Seems more practical than a corset," he observes. "Does it lace?" In response, Lantis flicks the little fasteners in back as if he's done it a million times before. Before Hikaru can register her surprise, Eagle's fingers have slipped underneath the straps. He slides the bra off and Lantis makes a pleased noise at all of her pale, bare skin. He begins to kiss her, stubble rough on her neck in a way that excites her. Eagle's breathing is a little faster; he cups her breasts in both hands and kisses them in turn. She squirms, wanting a firmer touch but uncertain how to ask. He is good at interpreting, thankfully.
They explore her slowly, and she them, communicating with looks and brushes of skin. She will not be a passive participant, even if she knows the least about this kind of intimacy. Eagle laughs and teases and tells her all of Lantis's secrets, the sensitive places to nip with her teeth and tickle with her tongue. Lantis guides her silently, his hands firm. He kisses Eagle like he kisses her, as if they are drowning together, sinking toward recovery, and Hikaru holds her breath watching them.
Eventually she is flat on her back, Lantis hovering over her. Eagle is tracing a pattern on the arch of her foot. When Lantis presses into her and she gasps, Eagle bites down, and she cries out again.
"Foot-fetishist," Lantis says, with a low laugh. He pulls back slowly and then thrusts into her at the same easy pace. Hikaru squeaks.
"They are very beautiful feet," Eagle observes. "Much prettier than yours." He tickles the bottom of Lantis's foot, since it is also readily available. It makes Lantis jerk and Hikaru feels it, her toes curling a little.
"My apologies," Lantis says sardonically, and then nothing more as he settles into a rhythm. Hikaru pants and cries out; she's incapable of silence. Eagle licks her toes delicately, sometimes pausing to watch their dance together. It is a combination of this odd attention and Lantis's more traditional efforts that brings her to orgasm-- her breath hitches and her eyes screw shut, and Lantis kisses her softly on the cheek.
"O-oh," she says when she can think again. Lantis's measured pace increases until he shudders through his own completion. When he pulls out, he hardly pauses to let her trace his face with both hands before he gets up from the bed. Hikaru doesn't feel bereft; this is simply how Lantis is, and she is long used to it. In any case, he comes back after a few moments in the bathroom. After her turn, they cuddle together to sleep, in the way they always do. Hikaru is in the middle, and Lantis's arm drapes protectively over her to rest on Eagle's hip. Eagle tucks her head into his chest and she breathes his familiar scent.
"I love you," Hikaru whispers, and they both murmur an acknowledgment before they sleep.
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
Length: 1211 words
Prompt:
clampkink: Lantis/Hikaru/Eagle, Eagle still not fully recovered; neck kisses for schmoop_bingoPairing: Lantis/Hikaru/Eagle
Other: Soft R for sex. Set post-series after Hikaru is of age.
Excerpt: They're striding down the hall to Eagle's bedroom when Hikaru asks Lantis, voice pitched low with embarrassment. They can be together like that, Lantis says to her tentative question, but they have to be careful.
They're striding down the hall to Eagle's bedroom when Hikaru asks Lantis, voice pitched low with embarrassment. She is scurrying along beside him, still rushing a little to keep up with his longer stride, but she's used to it. She hasn't grown much since they met, still the shortest of the Knights.
They can be together like that, Lantis says to her tentative question, but they have to be careful. Eagle is still recovering-- will still be recovering for a while, even though it's been three years since the Knights gave Cephiro to its people, and willpower began to restore Eagle's health. He holds the door for her so she can enter the bright room. Eagle has been expecting them; he is sitting up in bed and smiling. Lantis locks the door behind him, and Eagle meets his gaze with question. What he sees there must be reassuring, because he does not protest when Lantis continues his conversation with Hikaru.
"Eagle's mind is stubborn," Lantis says, his tone disapproving (but it always is; Hikaru and Eagle know how to read between the lines). "He thinks he should still be sick because he's so used to it."
"I make a poor patient," Eagle says cheerfully.
"That's because you have no patience," Lantis says, and Hikaru giggles. She climbs up in the bed beside Eagle. He's conscious now most of the time, and he can walk short distances, but the kind of exercise Hikaru is proposing is probably more than he should indulge. But neither man is good at saying no to her. They never have been, even when they told themselves it was necessary.
Nor do they want to wait any longer. Hikaru is never sparing with her affections, a constant physical presence at their sides. Eagle took his first steps in recovery with Hikaru's hand clasped firmly in his. The girls have long since ceased sharing one bed while in Cephiro, and when Hikaru spends nights there, it is with Eagle or Lantis or both whenever possible, head tucked into one's chest, hand curled around the other's shoulder. She kisses them often, chastely but constantly, until Clef has to politely request that they save such intimacies for more appropriate venues than government meetings.
She loves them. It vibrates through her entire being. When Hikaru is there with them, it is like she wakes them from other dreams. Sometimes Lantis dares to smile; sometimes Eagle breathes more easily. In Cephiro, love really can accomplish anything.
Eagle sighs when she kisses him, tentative but enthusiastic, where his neck meets the slope of his shoulder. The bed dips as Lantis joins them, moving carefully so as not to jostle Eagle too much. He strips off his shoes and socks and Hikaru holds her breath for a moment, because she realizes that they're really doing this: she loves them best and wants to marry them someday, which are feelings which have never faded, but the physical desire that has been mounting for the past few months leaves her without words. It is only Lantis's feet, but he wears socks to bed. She will get to see all of him, feel all of him. Her heart is already racing.
His hand is firm but slow to stroke the back of her neck; she leans into the touch, letting her breath go in a sigh. Her eyes slide shut and there's a rustle of cloth before Eagle's fingertips trace across her cheekbones and across her lips. She kisses his fingers and he presses closer to her, kissing her forehead. She can feel him smile against her skin.
"Lantis is right," he says, politely regretful. "I'm not up to anything very strenuous. But I do enjoy watching, very much."
Lantis pulls Hikaru back into his lap. His hands play down her shoulders and arms, nails digging in just a little. "You're going to make me do all the work, in other words."
"Not all of it," Eagle answers easily. He reaches forward and starts unfastening the buttons of Hikaru's shirt, pushing it down her shoulders. Lantis helps her take it off. Eagle grins and Hikaru shivers as his thumb traces the edge of her bra.
"Seems more practical than a corset," he observes. "Does it lace?" In response, Lantis flicks the little fasteners in back as if he's done it a million times before. Before Hikaru can register her surprise, Eagle's fingers have slipped underneath the straps. He slides the bra off and Lantis makes a pleased noise at all of her pale, bare skin. He begins to kiss her, stubble rough on her neck in a way that excites her. Eagle's breathing is a little faster; he cups her breasts in both hands and kisses them in turn. She squirms, wanting a firmer touch but uncertain how to ask. He is good at interpreting, thankfully.
They explore her slowly, and she them, communicating with looks and brushes of skin. She will not be a passive participant, even if she knows the least about this kind of intimacy. Eagle laughs and teases and tells her all of Lantis's secrets, the sensitive places to nip with her teeth and tickle with her tongue. Lantis guides her silently, his hands firm. He kisses Eagle like he kisses her, as if they are drowning together, sinking toward recovery, and Hikaru holds her breath watching them.
Eventually she is flat on her back, Lantis hovering over her. Eagle is tracing a pattern on the arch of her foot. When Lantis presses into her and she gasps, Eagle bites down, and she cries out again.
"Foot-fetishist," Lantis says, with a low laugh. He pulls back slowly and then thrusts into her at the same easy pace. Hikaru squeaks.
"They are very beautiful feet," Eagle observes. "Much prettier than yours." He tickles the bottom of Lantis's foot, since it is also readily available. It makes Lantis jerk and Hikaru feels it, her toes curling a little.
"My apologies," Lantis says sardonically, and then nothing more as he settles into a rhythm. Hikaru pants and cries out; she's incapable of silence. Eagle licks her toes delicately, sometimes pausing to watch their dance together. It is a combination of this odd attention and Lantis's more traditional efforts that brings her to orgasm-- her breath hitches and her eyes screw shut, and Lantis kisses her softly on the cheek.
"O-oh," she says when she can think again. Lantis's measured pace increases until he shudders through his own completion. When he pulls out, he hardly pauses to let her trace his face with both hands before he gets up from the bed. Hikaru doesn't feel bereft; this is simply how Lantis is, and she is long used to it. In any case, he comes back after a few moments in the bathroom. After her turn, they cuddle together to sleep, in the way they always do. Hikaru is in the middle, and Lantis's arm drapes protectively over her to rest on Eagle's hip. Eagle tucks her head into his chest and she breathes his familiar scent.
"I love you," Hikaru whispers, and they both murmur an acknowledgment before they sleep.