[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
[ There's something about the rough feel of his hands that has her gripping him harder, nails digging lightly into the back of his head. It's all that's keeping her from letting the uniform top slide fully off.
The kiss is returned with confidence. When she had first been approached by Cordelia, she had been skeptical of either of them being fine with this addition to their marriage, but time with the pair of them had wiped that clean. If either were jealous or upset, they could have damn well fooled Tex.
Her other hand grips his waist firmly and she's shifting their bodies enough so their audience at least has a decent enough view. ]
[ Oh, she'll have to thank Tex later for giving her such a good view. Actually, why wait when a good moment is presenting itself right now ...
After a good long moment of watching her husband and her lover—their lover, Cordelia finally enters fully into the room. Stepping in close behind Tex, she presses a firm kiss to the bit of skin at her neck that was exposed by Aral pulling down the top. She takes another step closer, encircling Tex between by reaching for Aral, gripping his forearms so she doesn't impede his hands. She then starts to suckle the side of Tex's neck as she tilts her head for better access, her own hair onto Tex's.
Cordelia also keeps her eyes open, still wanting to watch them both while now actively participating, seeking out Aral's gaze when she touched him. ]
[The bite of nails draws the first sound from him, a hiss and a catch of some inarticulate sound from the back of the throat. His grip tightens on her, bordering on rough, and kiss turning hungry..
Before it falters, breaking for air at the third touch. Cordelia catches, perhaps, the briefest flash of alarm, before it warms. He gives her a smile, and returns to a far more leisurely, gentle kiss with the woman pressed between them.]
[ Something should have told her when she got involved with them this would happen. Even then there's no where she'd rather be than sandwiched between the pair of them. ]
That's cheating, [ is her muttered, meager protest as she more than gives Cordelia access to her neck so long as Aral's willing to follow the movement. She's tugging Aral closer as she presses back against the other woman, a light gasp escaping her lips. ]
[At the same time, Aral takes advantage of her lifted chin to brush a kiss along her jaw, hands using the little space it affords to explore her skin.]
[ She shivers at the feel of teeth and lips and closes her eyes. No, this is more than fine and she'll relax further against Cordelia. ] Only if you both planned to stop.
[ She chuckles against her skin, giving another scrape of teeth. One of Cordelia's hand slides from Aral's arm to curl against Tex's stomach, sliding downward. Her fingertips start to dip lower past the waistband of the uniform pants when she glances at Aral. ]
[ Her light laugh is only broken when Cordelia's hand dips lower and her fingers dig further into Aral. As far as anchors go, he makes a damn good one and she nips teasingly at his lips. ]
I'd say this would be easier without the uniform in the way but... [ That'd ruin half the fun. ]
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The kiss is returned with confidence. When she had first been approached by Cordelia, she had been skeptical of either of them being fine with this addition to their marriage, but time with the pair of them had wiped that clean. If either were jealous or upset, they could have damn well fooled Tex.
Her other hand grips his waist firmly and she's shifting their bodies enough so their audience at least has a decent enough view. ]
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After a good long moment of watching her husband and her lover—their lover, Cordelia finally enters fully into the room. Stepping in close behind Tex, she presses a firm kiss to the bit of skin at her neck that was exposed by Aral pulling down the top. She takes another step closer, encircling Tex between by reaching for Aral, gripping his forearms so she doesn't impede his hands. She then starts to suckle the side of Tex's neck as she tilts her head for better access, her own hair onto Tex's.
Cordelia also keeps her eyes open, still wanting to watch them both while now actively participating, seeking out Aral's gaze when she touched him. ]
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Before it falters, breaking for air at the third touch. Cordelia catches, perhaps, the briefest flash of alarm, before it warms. He gives her a smile, and returns to a far more leisurely, gentle kiss with the woman pressed between them.]
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That's cheating, [ is her muttered, meager protest as she more than gives Cordelia access to her neck so long as Aral's willing to follow the movement. She's tugging Aral closer as she presses back against the other woman, a light gasp escaping her lips. ]
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Do you have any plans like that, love?
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[His hand brushes over the top of Cordelia's as hers makes their way down. His own slides up, brushing over her breast.]
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I'd say this would be easier without the uniform in the way but... [ That'd ruin half the fun. ]
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Aral and I are helping you break it in.