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Family Fun	By : wingwyrm Category: A through F > The Black Jewel Trilogy Views: 2678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own BJT or any of the characters or concepts. I am not making any money from this. Anne Bishop owns the Black Jewels Trilogy.

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- 1-Family Fun
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Author Notes: My wife enjoys slash and Dae/Luc, and she likes them being married. So obviously their wives like Dae/Luc as well. And they don't mind each other either :) Jaenelle and Marian have a moment while Daemon and Lucivar show off.
Post Queen of the Shadows and Dreams Made Flesh.
Wordcount: 1508
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"Do you?" Marian whispers at Jaenelle and the blond woman smirks.
"Of course," She licks her lips and both women watch their husbands getting sweaty as they wrestle around the living room playfully.
"Shirtless?" Marian speaks louder and both men stop in the middle of their play and look to their wives. Daemon smirks, just a small tilt of his lips and pulls Lucivar down on him instead of pushing him off.
"You like this, Love?" He asks Jaenelle then licks Lucivar's neck.
"Oh yes," Jaenelle breathes out and Marian whimpers. Tantalizing phantom fingers caress their shoulders, moving down their collarbones and over their breasts, tweaking their nipples and Lucivar slides a muscular thigh in between Daemon's spread legs.
"Marian?" He asks as he nibbles on his brother's jaw line.
"Oh dear Darkness," Marian takes a shuddering, uneven breath and her hand rubs her ribs just under her breast, her thumb stroking up the curve.
Daemon and Lucivar kiss then, their tongues fighting together as their hands unbutton each other's shirts. Jaenelle whines in the back of her throat and her hand reaches out to Marian, who takes it and rests it on her own thigh.
Lucivar stops, strips Daemon out of his shirt and brings his mouth down to one of Daemon's dusky nipples. The pressure on the women's nipples imitate Lucivar's mouth on Daemon's chest and Jaenelle slides her hand up Marian's thigh, slipping her fingers down the leather to rub against the vee of her pants.
Daemon moans and his hips press up into the pressure and Jaenelle feels a tendril of phantom fingers glide down her chest, down her stomach and over her hips. Her hand presses up against Marian and rubs.
"Daemon," Lucivar lifts his head after a teasingly biting kiss to his pert nipple and his hands stroke down Daemon's sensitive sides. Marian reaches for Jaenelle and her hand caresses the pale skin under the lip of her father's silk shirt.
"Prick," Daemon pulls Lucivar up for another kiss and Lucivar holds himself up so Daemon can work at undoing the lacing of his leather pants. Warm fingers touch him for the first time and he groans into his brother's mouth. Marian's fingers are busy fumbling with the button on Jaenelle's casual pants as she watches her brother-in-law start to masturbate her husband.
Jaenelle's voice is hitching is gasps and Daemon rubs his brother harder. Marian finally gets her sister-in-law's pants undone and her hand slips under the thin material of Jaenelle's black silk panties and quest for wet heat, trapped close to the skin by the pants.
Lucivar eases himself from Daemon's grip and kneels. He quickly divests Daemon of his pants and shucks his own leathers. He spins so that his head is at Daemon's leaking prick and Daemon's is at his.
Jaenelle uses Craft to vanish Marian's leathers in a fit of pique since she can't concentrate on watching the boys and undo something complicated like a tied string at the same time. Her hand finds itself buried in the curls of Marian's pubic hair and her fingers wiggle. Marian spreads her legs to give Jaenelle access as her own fingers rub against Jaenelle's engorged clitoris and dip into her wetness as Jaenelle's own legs spread, forcing her hand tighter against her as her pants stretched.
They watch as Daemon sucks the head of his brother's cock into his mouth and moans. Lucivar licks Daemon's hardened organ before reciprocating the movement and closing his lips around the member.
Phantom fingers caress the women as real fingers stimulate and rub and pinch their clitoris.
The smell of arousal hits the air suddenly and all four Blood can feel the aching need for release.
Daemon lathes the prick in his mouth with his tongue and his fingers creep up to caress Lucivar's ass. Lucivar swallows hard and Daemon is incased in his strong throat and Lucivar is deep throating him and he can't quite believe it until the throat moves and constricts around his member. Daemon thrusts up, trusting Lucivar to stop him if it hurts him. He wets his fingers and presses them against Lucivar's hole. There are twin moans from the witches watching and his mouth spreads into a grin around Lucivar.
Calling in a bottle of lotion, Daemon takes a moment to slick his fingers and with a sudden movement, rolls his brother towards the women. Lucivar takes the relocation gracefully and Daemon regretfully pulls out of his brother's mouth. Lucivar looks down their bodies in question and Daemon slips an easy finger inside of him. Daemon presses against Lucivar's perineum and the winged man's hips jerk.
"Darkness!" Lucivar's head thumps against the floor and his hands are holding tight to the knees by his head, "Daemon!"
Daemon looks at the women on the couch not even two feet from them and smiles when he sees that they've been entertaining themselves as well, fingers buried inside of each other and trading wet kisses, their eyes still focused on the men on the floor. He times his fingers thrusts into Lucivar, pressing on his prostate with each push with Jaenelle's rhythm into Marian and Lucivar notices immediately, followed closely by both witches. Jaenelle speeds her fingers and Daemon does. Her fingers slow and Daemon follows suit.
Marian and Lucivar only have eyes for each other as they're hips move in the same rhythm, as they're pleasure grows and when Lucivar can't take it anymore, he comes into Daemon's mouth with a cry. Marian throws her head back and her shoulders shudder and the smell of witch infuses the room.
Daemon pulls his mouth off of Lucivar and sits up, his cock jutting out over Lucivar's face and he pulls Marian into a sticky, Lucivar-tasting kiss, pushing his brother's come from his mouth to hers.
Lucivar gets his mind working again and kneels, grabbing Daemon by the waist and laying him on the back on the floor. He slithers down the taunt golden body and engulfs Daemon's cock once again. His hands let go of Daemon's hips with the implication that he could take anything Daemon could give him so Daemon starts fucking his mouth with abandon. Lucivar moans around heavy leaking cock and his hands stroke over Daemon's stomach.
Jaenelle watches with fascination as her husband fucks her brother's mouth and fingers return to her center, pumping into her surely. She kisses Marian, tasting Lucivar on her tongue.
Sucking hard, Lucivar deep throats Daemon again, applying pressure and force to his throbbing cock. One hand finds its way under Daemon and Lucivar smirks around his mouthful. He reaches out and grabs the lotion bottle Daemon had used and slicks his own fingers.
Daemon and Lucivar have both had more than enough pain in their lives, so even though Lucivar wants to thrust two fingers hard into his brother, he doesn't, he caresses and strokes and stretches Daemon quickly but gently and eases a single digit into him. Daemon arches under him and Lucivar can feel the coarser black hair scrape at his nose, cheeks and chin. He nuzzles his nose into the base of Daemon's cock and breaths him in deeply.
He loves his brother. He loves his sister. He loves his wife. All of them want it. There is no reason for him to deny himself what he's wanted to taste for over a thousand years.
His finger is surrounded by slick warmth and he gently twists his hand, pressing and rubbing against Daemon's prostate. Daemon's hips move on their own in a male instinct to fuck and Lucivar thinks that Daemon's ready, so he eases a second finger into his temporary lover.
Daemon can't stand it. The suction on his cock and the stretch in his ass and the fast and repeated manipulation of his prostate is too much and his head hits the floor and his back arches and his fingers dig into Lucivar's wild loose hair and he comes with Lucivar's name on his lips.
Jaenelle, seeing Daemon come because of Lucivar, arches her own shoulders back and the thumb flicking against her clitoris helps as her orgasm starts in her toes and runs up her calves, thighs and hips to her core and she screams into Marian's mouth.
Lucivar pulls off of Daemon after stroking him through his orgasm and kneels at Jaenelle's feet. Jaenelle rolls her head off of Marian's shoulder and towards him and he returns Daemon's come to her with a gentle kiss.
The women separate and curl up into their husband's arms, content.
"So, yeah," Lucivar murmurs in a post-orgasmic blissful state, "I could do that again."
"Oh really?" Marian kisses him and they can taste both men in their mouths.
"Not right now," Lucivar pulls back with a smirk, "But whenever you girls need a little entertainment, I'm up for it."
Daemon reaches out and takes one of Lucivar's hands in his own, folding their fingers together and his other arm tightens around Jaenelle, "I wouldn't mind either."
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