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[ Stephen doesn't have a single word left in him, voice tied up with his hands. Fine-tuned to purpose, waiting only to be given his cue.

In the meantime there's Tony clearing the way, issuing a comment that might have felt like losing once but now feels like a challenge best won by proving him right. There's the pair of them conspiring, mouth soft at a shoulder, heads close, and Shadowheart's hands toying gently with him while they discuss his fate. Tony's hand under what fabric of her skirt still lingers while her hips shift, craving him, her eyes on Stephen all the while, and the smell and heat of her is so close it takes everything not to tip forward to drag his tongue along her inner thigh. In the end, it's all he can do to tilt his head back enough that his lips can part in silent invitation to that sweeping thumb without disrupting the firm cradle of her hand.

Then she says exactly what he wants to hear and his lungs empty in a gust, almost winded by it, nodding a brief flurry of tiny, frantic little nods.

Front row seat to the best show in town, and it's coming up on time for audience participation. ]

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[ Stephen's enthusiasm is noted; Tony watches him closely over Shadowheart's shoulder, idly sketching circles and figure eights on her inner thighs, earning scraps of stray memories that float across his mind -- warm summer nights in a forest, magic spells woven in the air of ancient tombs. He's getting used to letting the foreign past play out while he observes the present: the flush on Stephen's cheeks, the way it's pretty fun to see this side of him. Also fun, watching him open his mouth for Shadowheart's thumb, a sight that makes Tony's cock throb against the curve of Shadowheart's ass. ]

Yeah. Okay, great idea, let's do that. Gonna need some -- [ He puts his hands on Shadowheart's hips. ]

Up we get. [ Not much room like this, but maybe Stephen will enjoy getting a faceful of Shadowheart's pussy when she stands up, and Tony's already decided he needs to get her underwear off somehow. He assists as much as he can, tugging her panties down and helping her step out of them, then encouraging her to sit back down again, having taken a moment to free himself from his own trousers.

That done, all that's needed is for her to line herself up how she likes, and he's happy to let Shadowheart decide that. In the meantime, he's occupied with exploring the laces on the front of her dress, possibly also copping a feel while he does it. ]

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[ Stephen’s cheek bumps her thigh when Shadowheart stands, and she makes it more intentional: hooks a finger beneath the waistband of her panties and tugs upward, pulling slick fabric snug against the outline of her cunt, leaving little to the imagination. Shadowheart cradles the back of Stephen’s head with one hand and urges him forward until his nose nudges beneath her clit and she has to shift her weight on wobbling legs, skin burning. ]

Have you ever had anything as good as us? [ A low question that’s out of her mouth before she thinks it, teasing on its surface but more revealing beneath. Because as she slowly rolls her hips against Stephen’s face, fingers pressing idle circles to the back of his head as Tony’s fingers did to her, Shadowheart realizes her own answer to that question is no.

Then Tony is guiding her hips back again, her panties down, and she steps out of them. Keeps them hooked around her ankle so she can slip them off onto Stephen’s lap, pressing the delicate arch of her foot where he’s already straining the zip of his trousers. ]

I wonder what it would feel like to take one of you in my pussy and one in my ass. [ As she settles herself back onto Tony’s lap, she eases her foot off only because she needs the leverage, adjusting her skirt around her hips as he palms her breasts through the laces of her dress, loosening just from being jostled. Shadowheart tips her head against her shoulder to address him, one hand parting her lips around the head of his cock, a little breathless, ] Which would you like?