Chapter Twenty-Eight #2
Lex is right behind Anneke now. Xe has spun her around, so xe has full access to her spread legs.
Anneke’s hair tumbles down behind her head as she looks up at Lex, a wide smile of anticipation on her lips.
Lex says something we can’t hear – how I wish I could hear it – and then xe produces a bottle of lube from somewhere.
Xe makes a show of holding it up and letting it drip onto xir dick.
I tremble thinking about the many times I watched xem do that in front of me.
It’s somehow even hotter when xe is doing it for somebody else, several somebody elses in this audience.
Mari’s hand starts to stroke me with a steady rhythm.
I’m so grateful I took a little blue pill earlier so that they can feel my arousal as much as I can.
Their strokes are too even to be passionate, but it’s getting the job done.
I writhe around so I can get more comfortable and allow Mari to have as much of me as they want.
“Are you ready for me?” Lex says loud enough for it to carry throughout the room. This is not xir first time on this stage after all.
“Yes,” Anneke says in a breathy voice. “Please.”
“Please, Sir,” Lex tells her as xe rubs lube up and down xir dick, which is out of sight. I feel a twinge of pain. That’s the Dom name xe had me call xem. Unoriginal, yes, but it was ours. For a while.
“Yes, please, Sir. Fuck me.”
“You want it hard, right?” Lex demands even if what xe is saying is actually a very courteous check-in.
Xe always was a master at consent, and I always remember how surprising I found that when I first played with xem when xe had a habit of blurring other rules and completely dodging others outside of kink.
“So hard, Sir,” Anneke begs, and she’s just as good. Just as perfect a performer.
“Very well.” Lex grips Anneke’s hips and lines xemself up. I hold my breath, waiting for that first thrust as if it’s my own body anticipating it. I feel Mari’s hand quicken and tighten around me. I wonder if they feel it too. All this arousal from watching Lex up there.
“Brace yourself,” Lex says in a low but loud voice. Xe looks up and I swear, I swear on all the higher powers in the universe, xe looks right at our table, at Mari and me, and then xe adds, “I’m not going to be kind to you.”
It sounds like a threat and a promise.
Lex drives into Anneke and moves her forward several inches. Her eyes widen, and a strangled yelp leaves her mouth.
“Fuck,” Mari hisses. They are holding me tight and still now, rubbing their thumb over my sensitive tip. “You’re so wet.”
Gender euphoria mixes with my arousal. I always am wet after being turned on but not getting a release. But now, I feel my orgasm inch closer and closer. I grip the sides of my chair, half-worried I’m going to levitate or float away.
Lex’s second thrust is just as hard and slow. There isn’t a single sound in the room but xem slamming against Anneke’s bare skin with every charge of xir body. Even the staff has stopped working to watch.
Slowly, gradually, Lex speeds up. But xe doesn’t seem to decrease their impact on Anneke, who moans and groans each time Lex thrusts into her. Her eyes roll back in her head. Her breasts bounce. Her hair gets in her face.
“Too much?” Lex again demands xir reassurance.
“No, Sir. No, it’s not too much,” Anneke pants.
“Is it good? Am I fucking you good?”
“Yes, Sir. So good.”
“Good girl. Now play with yourself.”
I swear, Mari’s other hand, the one not playing with me, twitches, like they’re about to obey Lex’s demand. Like that growling order was just for them.
“Mari,” I whisper, but I’m so turned on, chasing more friction, more of them, that it comes out as a moan.
They look at me, and I hold their gaze in the dim light.
I can’t see enough to know what they’re thinking, what they’re feeling, but I start to imagine.
I mean, isn’t that what we’re doing right now?
We’re pretending we’re not really here. We’re pretending Lex doesn’t have this hold over both of us.
So I imagine Mari is as turned on as I am.
I imagine that one wild day in the future, maybe Mari and Lex and I can play together.
It’s a fantasy. Pure and simple. It will never happen, what with Mari and Lex’s history and the way Lex has stomped on my heart two too many times.
But I indulge it all the same. I imagine Lex is up on this stage right now, showing us what xe is capable of. What xe wants to do with us.
“Roos,” Mari gasps back. “I want you to come.”
“I will,” I nod enthusiastically, my lip between my teeth
“What do you need?” Mari asks
It’s too much to explain what I’m thinking, imagining.
“Just you,” I lie. Or is it a lie? Have I not spent many days over the last three months wondering if Mari, and just Mari, could be enough for me?
Mari leans closer. “Yes, but what do you need from me?”
I swallow, find some courage from somewhere. “Be rough with me.” I grip Mari’s arm and make it move quicker, harder. “Like Lex is being.”
If Mari is hurt by this, they don’t let it show. They look down at their hand, and they keep up the pace I set. We both drift back to watching the stage as Lex also picks up xir pace. Xe is fucking Anneke in earnest now, a sheen of sweat coating xir forehead.
God, xe looks so hot. Fully dressed but with a harness on and xir hands holding Anneke, who looks like she is going to come at any moment.
I slide my hand inside the bodice of my top and squeeze one of my nipples. I pinch it so hard, it hurts, and yet it’s still not enough.
When Mari twists their body and brings their other hand between my legs, I catch their eye. The sound of Lex fucking Anneke, who moans and moans and moans, fills my ears. I imagine the second hand on me is not Mari’s but Lex’s. I imagine both of them working together to get me off.
Yes, that’s it. That’s what I need.
My head falls back and my eyes close again.
I hear Anneke climax a moment before my own orgasm takes hold of me.
And that’s exactly what it does. It snatches, grabs, seizes me.
It has me forgetting anything and everything but the pulse of my heartbeat between my legs and the tight grip of Mari’s hands – or in my head, Mari and Lex’s hands – on me.
Orgasms have changed since I’ve been on HRT, and they are far from reliably all-consuming, but this one…
This one has me in its clutches for several long, blissful seconds.
I open my eyes and look at the stage. Lex is fucking Anneke slowly now, gently almost. Like xe is rewarding xem for coming, and it kills me. It always did kill me when Lex was kind.
I grab the napkin from under my drink and hastily wipe myself and Mari’s hand clean. I do my trousers up and stand.
“Where are you… Are you okay?” They look up at me.
“Let’s get out of here. I need to give you aftercare,” I tell Mari, who is giving me a very confused look.
“It’s… Roos, wait, it’s okay. I’m okay.”
“I want to,” I say, a little louder, but the general noise in the room is picking up, and I hope it dulls the hard edge in my voice. I come to the conclusion that it did not when Mari promptly stands and nods at me, their confusion turning to concern.
“Of course, yes, let’s go.” They hold out a hand, and I take it.
We’re at the opposite end of the room to the door, and it takes some time to navigate our way across on account of the bar becoming flooded with suddenly thirsty patrons, and several of them in the queue are lost in conversation.
It’s palpable, the fact that we were all deeply affected by what we just saw.
When we finally make our way to the exit, I yank the door open and hurry outside into the corridor. I stop suddenly when I see Lex standing in front of the door, talking to Anneke. I stop so suddenly, Mari crashes into my back.
“Fuck, sorry, I – ” They step to the side and see why I’ve stopped. “Oh.”
Lex gives us both an assessing look and then hands what looks like a business card to Anneke, who is in a robe like Mari’s and holding the dress she took off.
“There you go,” xe says with a side smile.
A flirtatious side smile. Anneke blushes, grins back, and then slinks away, back into the room we’ve just left.
Part of me wants to rush after her, to escape whatever confrontation this is and will become.
Another part of me wants to kneel at Lex’s loafered feet.
But I don’t move. I don’t do anything but hold my ground. And my breath.
And I wait for Mari or Lex to break the silence.