jmtooktheplanet: (Morning after regrets)
It was the first port they’d been to since the incident and no one thought a thing about the two diplomats leaving their quarters on the ship in lieu of a five star suite in one of the planet’s more luxurious hotels. They’d been forbidden any contact with James since they’d been interrupted and Jocelyn really hadn’t expected much more to come out of it. That was probably why the knock on their door had been such a surprise. The boy, James, had sought them out, and she could tell the decision had been a struggle for him to make.

She stepped aside to let him in even as Clay came up behind her. Jocelyn could feel the approval radiating off of her husband as she leaned against him, and the need radiating off of James as he watched their casual display of touch. Reaching out with her hand, Jocelyn pulled the boy to them and kissed him for all she was worth, feeling his body melt against hers, his fingers tightening in the silk of her nightgown.

Everything dissolved into a nearly wordless tangle of limbs and skin and biting kisses, breathy moans and whispered pleas of more.

Clay ordered the boy into the same position they’d been in when things had come to a grinding halt the last time and her body demanded satisfaction in much the same way. James gave her what she needed happily while Clay teased his body to the point of torture. It was nearly enough for her to disregard the fact that he had the same blue eyes and full lips that Jim did. Nearly, but not quite.

It was only when Clay had gotten the boy to wring the last vestiges of pleasure from her body that he asked if James wanted to come.

Please,” he begged. “Please.”

And they obliged.

He slept curled against her like a child seeking comfort nestled between his parents and she found herself stroking his hair, kissing those lips while Clay lay unaware in sleep beside them both. He nuzzled closer into her with the touch as a sigh passed her lips. Not for the first time she wondered if she’d damned them, if by offering him an escape she’d managed to trap them both.

It didn’t matter when she kissed him again.


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