Date Night

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Three months into having children, and living with both Illya and Solo, Sinthia had gently suggested a date night, though not knowing what that could entail plans were left rather vague. They'd had a babysitter for part of the evening, letting them go out to dinner together.

It had been nice not having to cook, though Sinthia loved it, and she'd enjoyed getting to dress nicely for the first time since coming home, and bringing her babies with her. But when they'd gotten home she had wanted, needed almost, to go check on them, leaving the boys alone together and mildly aroused after the conversations had at dinner.

She stopped on her way back to watch them, shoes held loosely in her hand as she leaned against the wall, watching her lovers kiss. Sinthia liked the few moments when she could watch them as an outsider, not a participant, and see how they moved together.

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Dressing up and going out to dinner had been nice. They had paid the sitter and after she left, Solo took Illya in his arms and kissed him, "Hello, love. I've missed you."

Illya chuckled and kissed him back, I have missed you too." They sank down on the couch in each other's arms, kissing hungrily. Neither of them noticed her standing in the doorway watching.

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Sinthia watched them a moment more, stifling a little laugh when they sank onto the couch fully clothed; she carefully and silently unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the wood floor as she kicked it away and padded over towards the boys, leaning over the back of the couch. She dragged her fingertips up through Solo's hair, whispering in his ear.

"You two look so lovely together. Let me watch," she asked.

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Solo grinned up at her when she put her fingers in his unruly curls. "Please do," he glanced up at her with the same warmth in his eyes he had for Illya. The idea of her watching made a shiver run down his core. It wasn't like she had never watched them before, but he liked it. He turned back to Illya and kissed him hard. "I have an idea. Let's put on a good show for her. Let me take you tonight."

"Yes," Illya said, his eyes widening. "I would like that." It was something that he had secretly wanted, but had a very difficult time articulating. He had repressed that desire for so long.

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Sinthia laughed at the way Solo grinned at her, coming around the couch in her stockings and underwear, kneeling beside where both the boys were half laying on one another. She kissed Solo first, gentle and sweet, and turned to Illya next. Her first lover, the first one she'd taken in so very long; she'd taken the revelation that he liked--even loved--men as he did women in stride, and had come to love Solo as much as Illya did, but she had never seen him submit with the other man.

"I want to watch you suck him like I do you," she murmured, and kissed him like it might be the last time she ever got to, feeling the curl of lust from seeing them in the pit of her belly.

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Illya slid a hand down her long stockinged leg as she kissed him. Her suggestion ignited his own lust. It was plain to see that Solo also liked the idea. He reached down and unzipped his pants for Illya. At first, he might have looked like he was balking at the idea, but Illya grinned and eagerly slid to his knees on the floor beside Sinthia.

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"Do you want me to show you how?" she asked, reaching out for Solo's hand as he spread his legs for them; there wouldn't be enough room for Illya to be by her side and both of them between their lover's knees, but she could slide to one side after he'd watched her.

"I know it's new for you."

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"No," Illya gave her a teasing smile. "You already have." He planned to do what she had done to him that he liked. Solo slid a hand down into his pants to free his cock. The look on Illya's face was somewhere between surprise and hunger. His lover was only partly hard. Illya took him in hand and stroked him, then leaned close and flicked his tongue over the head teasingly before taking it fully into his mouth. Solo wasn't as large as Illya and half hard, he could easily take his cock almost all the way down his throat.

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Sinthia laid her head on Solo's thigh for a moment, watching Illya flick his tongue over the end of Solo's cock, impressed by his enthusiasm. Without breaking her gaze away, she moved up beside Solo on the couch, her own legs parted as he wound one hand around her.

"Keep going," she encouraged Illya, staring at Solo's cock disappearing between his lips, an incredibly and undoubtedly erotic sight the way his throat worked around the flesh. "This looks so good when you do it."

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Illya drew back and took Solo's cock into his mouth again. As he hardened, Illya could take less of him in his mouth, but that didn't put him off. He was actually surprised how much he liked the taste of Solo's silky hard shaft. With Sinthia encouraging him, he kept going and was rewarded with a groan from Solo. For his part, Solo was impressed with how Illya was doing. "Oh yes, just like that."

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"You look...so beautiful," Sinthia murmured, sliding and curling against Solo's side, twisting so she could still watch Illya's mouth. He looked so sexy going down on their partner, and she found it incredible to see him enjoying it.

"He might be better at this than me," she said to Solo, kissing his jaw and thumbing open the buttons of his shirt.

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Illya moved his head so that he could roll his eyes upward to look at them. He let Solo's cock slip from her lips for a moment, hand stroking Solo's now hard cock. Using his other hand, he fondled Solo's balls. He was rewarded with a groan from his lover.

"You like to watch me sucking him?" he said thickly. Illya smiled at her and licked his lips before taking Solo back into his mouth.

"Oh fuck... Sure you haven't done this before, Ilyusha?" Solo panted. He turned his head and the look on Sinthia's face was beautiful. He kissed her, hard and hungry, his hand slipping down to snake beneath her panties and slipped down between her folds.

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"Oh yes," she breathes, eyes trained on his face and his hands. She still wore the sweater Illya had made for her, soft white cashmere and silk rubbing over her skin where Solo pushed it up to put his hand between her legs, fingers sliding into her. Sinthia groaned softly and gripped his wrist, threading the fingers of her free hand through Illya's hair.

"I love seeing you suck his cock," Sinthia whispered. "It's turning me on so much." She hadn't been overly enthusiastic about sex for several weeks after the girls had come home, given she was waking up every few hours to check on them, and had needed time to heal from the C-section.

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Illya couldn't smile with his mouth full, but he would have been smiling. He would have to do this again. He was discovering that he quite liked sucking Solo. Sinthia was nearly writhing. His own cock was hard in is pants watching Sinthia and Solo kissing and what he was doing with his hand. He refocused his attention on Solo's cock before him.

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Sinthia shivered and bucked her hips into Solo's hand with a soft whine into his mouth; just the knowledge that Illya was enjoying what he was doing was a relief and arousing to her as anything he could do to her.

"Don't stop," she murmured, breaking from Solo's mouth. "Tell him how much you like it, love," she said softly. "You two are beautiful together."

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"I love it, Illya. Your mouth is so good," Solo said, rolling his hips a little, watching Illya. He loved seeing his shaft between Illya's lips.

Illya drew back, running his tongue around the head of Solo's cock. He lapped at the precum leaking from the head. It tasted salty and not at all like he expected. He hummed in appreciation and heard Solo gasp. "You're gonna make me come..."

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Sinthia drew her lip between her teeth as she watched Illya lick the head of Solo's cock, and caressed his cheek with her fingers, tucking his hair behind one ear so she could see his mouth clearly. As Solo gasped his fingers jerked inside her, making Sinthia let out a surprised cry.

"Do that again," she said breathlessly, meshing her lips to Solo's again as he began to rub her in earnest. "Do you want him to come in your mouth?"

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He let Solo's cock slip out of his mouth again, just long enough to take a breath and say, "Yes. I want to taste you, Solo."

Solo let out a little chuckle, "Well, at least he knows what he wants. Oh fuck..."

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"So give it to him," Sinthia said, nuzzling Solo's neck and collarbones as he fingered her clit, making her breath catch every few words.

"I love you for doing this, Illya," she murmured, skimming her fingers down to the Russian's shoulder to get him to lift his hand for her. "Ты такой смелый для этого, любовь моя."

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He worked on Solo with renewed enthusiasm as he gave his free hand to Sinthia. Moment's later, he felt his lover's muscles stiffen and he gasped and shuddered. Then Solo was filling his mouth with his come. The taste was strange and at first, Illya thought to pull back, but he started swallowing instead.

When Solo was finally done, Illya pulled back, licking his lips. A white dribble running down his chin.

"That was good," Solo panted.

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Sinthia took Illya's hand, lacing their fingers together as he kept sucking, bringing his hand to join Solo where her legs met, leaving the Russian to feel his way past her underwear, thin as it was for an impediment. When Solo shuddered and came, she stroked his body and face, giving him kisses as his orgasm stretched out.

"That was beautiful," she said, tugging on Illya's hand as she bent down to steal a kiss from him too, not at all perturbed the be tasting his come.

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"I was inspired," Illya said, leaning up on his knees to kiss her. He slid his fingers in between her legs along with Solo's and grinned at their lover.

Solo smiled and reached over to wipe his come off Illya's chin with his thumb. Then he licked his thumb clean. "It was beautiful, and inspired. Illya, let's make Sinthia come next," Solo suggested, pressing his fingers in deeper.

"Yes. Lay back," Illya said and reached up with his other hand. When she leaned back he slid her panties off and down.

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Sinthia laughed as Solo snaked his hand between them to wipe off Illya's chin, laying back into the couch. "Is it a race now?" she asked, amused and spreading her knees for him. "Don't tire yourself out yet, love. I want to do this for you two, once you've recovered."

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"Do not worry, my love," Illya said, "My jaw is a little aching only. But we are just getting started." He knelt low again and pulled her hips close to the edge of the couch and Solo removed his hand. Illya spread her folds with his fingers and leaned down to lick and suck her.

While Illya teased her with his tongue, Solo sat up and stripped off his shirt and pants. When he was naked, Solo lifted the edge of her sweater to take it off over her head. "We wouldn't want to ruin the beautiful sweater."

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"Ah, so it's endurance tonight," she chuckled, letting out a surprised little noise as Illya pulled her to the edge of the couch. She reached back to help Solo pull the sweater off, and tilted her head back to kiss Solo. "Go ahead."

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Solo grinned and gently folded the sweater their artistic lover had made. Then he leaned in to kiss her deeply. "I love watching Illya go down on you too," Solo said in her ear. "Especially how much he enjoys it." He reached down and fluffed Illya's blond hair.

Illya chuckled at that, warm breath gusting over Sinthia's most personal spots. He went back to fluttering his tongue gently over her clit alternating with sucking her.

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Sinthia kept her hands on the couch; both the boys knew how much she liked the sensations when they ate her, and though she loved holding them close to her coordinating with three people was slightly different than just two. She groaned and pushed her hips forward when Illya sucked on her clit, bracing her hand on Solo's thigh.

"That's good," she murmured, fighting the urge to go completely lax as she stared down at Illya. "You look so perfect there, don't stop."

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He had no intention of stopping. Illya kept licking her; savoring the taste of her. He slipped a finger inside her as he suckled her clit.

Solo loved watching his lovers together. "You're so beautiful together." He touched her gently, "I want to see you come for us, Sinthia."

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She adjusted her angle as Illya slid his hand up her thigh and laid her head back, eyes half-closing as she smiled up at Solo. "Keep going and you will," she breathed, lacing her fingers around Illya's wrist where his arm encircled her thigh at the hip joint. It kept her moderately still and where he wanted her, and she liked that.

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Illya sucked her clit between his lips and sucked, humming as he did. When she laid her head back, Solo kissed her exposed neck. He cupped her breasts gently, kissing one after the other.

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Between the hum that sent delicious vibrations through her skin and the attention paid everywhere else, Sinthia was beginning to pant, back contorting rhythmically as she came closer to orgasm. She wasn't there yet, but feeling Solo kiss her breasts and come closer to her very hard nipples she squeezed her eyes shut with a soft whine of encouragement.

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Solo took the invitation, bending down lower to kiss and suckle her hard, sensitive nipples, one after the other.

Illya paused a second to look up and watch Solo. The expression of bliss on Sinthia's face let him know she was close. He slid another finger inside her, pumping his fingers into her as he went back to teasing her clit with his tongue.

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Sinthia shivered all over when Solo sucked hard on her breasts, fingers closing on Illya's shoulder as her body bucked in orgasm, eyes flaring open and locking with Solo. Something happened then that never had as far as she remembered: she felt what he was feeling, the deep susurrus of satisfaction and the pulse-pounding excitement for what was going on.

She was adrift in the sensations, not realizing she was broadcasting her own as well.

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Solo's eyes widened and he gasped. A tidal wave of pleasure washed over him. He felt like he was coming again. Even though, physically he didn't. He blinked up at Sinthia, "Is this... You?" She had told him a little about her power.

Licking his lips, Illya got up and shed his clothes. His jaw needed a rest. Naked, he got back up on the couch with his lovers with Sinthia in between he and Solo.

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Sinthia didn't answer Solo's question, still vibrating with the wash of sensations, and a little lost in the addictive nature of being in someone else's head. He was completely unlike herself and Illya, there was nothing that hurt her to look at or feel around, no walls guarding sensitive things or parts that needed to be held back.

She flicked through his mind like a sprite running through woods, light as air and only able to felt when she concentrated on something in particular that he would feel.

This feels...free. Not like mine.

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He knew without her answering that he was right. It felt very strange, knowing someone else was in his head, but it wasn't unpleasant. Odd, disconnected memories played through his mind suddenly. His first tentative kiss when he was six; having the wind knocked out of him as he was tackled on the high school football field; the excitement the first time he stole something; his mind was open for the plucking and he had no defense against it. Not that he needed it from someone he loved.

To hear her voice in his head, though, made him curious. What do you mean? He knew her experiences of life were entirely different from his.

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Sinthia's eyes flicked rapidly back and forth as if she were reading at an inhuman speed. She smiled at the feeling of the tentative kiss, and blinked rapidly trying to back out of his mind, knowing it wouldn't be comfortable for him to have her there for a long while. It didn't entirely work; she'd been jolted into his mind because of the kick to her system that orgasm provided, and she liked the warm surrounding feeling.

Nothing hurts here. No worries. No fear. It's nice here.

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Illya watched her eyes flicker, not sure what was going on. But something obviously very intimate was occurring between his two loves. He laid on the couch next to them, not intruding for the moment because he needed the respite.

Uh... Thank you. He wasn't sure what else to say to it. Life and he knew that she hadn't from the little that she'd told him.

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From the outside, it looked as if they were staring silently at each other, short of Sinthia's eye movement, as neither of them had moved much outside of the lassitude that came after sex. But Sinthia smiled slowly, and blinked lazily as if she were just waking up, focused again and relaxed. The sensation of being crowded in Solo's head would dissipate, and the phantom tastes and smells would vanish as well as she pulled back her presence and stopped stimulating those areas of his brain.

"Thank you," she murmured to Solo, leaning forward to kiss him before she turned to do the same to Illya. "Thank you both."

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Solo felt her leave him and smiled softly, "You're welcome." He kissed her back gently. "That was interesting." Some of the memories that she had tickled to the surface of his mind were things he had entirely forgotten about. It didn't disturb him, he didn't feel like it had been a violation of his mind.

When she turned to kiss Illya, he smiled at her. The fact that they had shared something that he couldn't, didn't bother him. He drew her into his arms and kissed her.

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"It usually is," she said, enjoying her kisses between the two men she loved, even though she loved them in very different ways. When she turned to Illya she felt his erection pressed against her stomach, and reached down to wrap her hand around him, stroking slowly and gently, only enough to keep him hard.

"Illya hasn't come yet," Sinthia reminded Solo, "And he wanted you to fuck him." She would enjoy watching and participating in that, and seeing the things Illya would do with Solo inside him; she knew from personal experience neither of them were small men.

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"So he did," grinning, Solo leaned over her to kiss Illya. He ran his hands over his lover's tattooed skin. The images still fascinated him. The three of them rearranged themselves, so that Illya was laying with his head in Sinthia's lap. "Are you ready for this?" he asked Illya.

"Yes, I think so." He said looking up at Solo from Sinthia's lap. It was a good view. Solo was muscular and handsome, his chest covered with a mat of dark hair. He ran his hands over Solo's chest as he leaned over to the end table with the drawer in it where he had stashed some lubricant. It would be Illya's first time and he didn't want to hurt him.

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"You need to relax," Sinthia murmured, toying with Illya's hair and teasing her fingers through it, gently stroking in a near-hypnotizing rhythm down his neck and out to the edges of his shoulders.

"I want to see you enjoy this, though. Both of you."

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Illya nodded, gazing up at her. Like him, she was his first true love in years. He had never expected to find two. He looked up to Solo's eyes and he trusted him. "I want this. I want you."

"Relax, it's going to feel a little strange at first," Solo sat back, Illya's knees bent up and spread open, revealing his hole to his lover. Solo slicked his cock with the gel and then prepared Illya by carefully slipping a finger into him.

The lube was cold and even though he tried to relax, he let out a little gasp when Solo slid a finger inside his ass. He took a deep breath and forced his muscles to relax. It did feel strange, but not entirely uncomfortable. "It's OK."

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Sinthia only smiled down at Illya, shifting so that she could see what Solo was doing: she had no memory of doing this herself, and wondered if she ever had, or had ever wanted to in some space of memory now gone and overwritten. She liked the little gasp Illya let out, and rubbed her fingertips over his lips with gentle endearments spoken in Russian for him as Solo added another finger and Illya's face changed expression.

"I want to hear the noises you both make when you're together," she says, directed at both men.

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The second finger was a little bit of a surprise. Though he figured it was coming, he had done similar things to prepare Solo. It felt very strange. Sinthia's words in Russian and her soft touches helped him relax so that Solo could open him.

When Illya seemed relaxed with it, Solo pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his cock. "Easy," he said as he pressed in. He gripped Illya's hips as he worked himself in. "It's Okay, you're doing great."

He let out another little gasp when Solo pulled his fingers out. Then his cock was pushed in slowly. It actually felt better than his fingers. This was what Solo must feel when Illya fucked him. When he was fully into Illya, he didn't move for a moment, letting Illya get used to the feel of it.

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"That's beautiful," she said softly, watching Solo settle against Illya's hips, and she rubbed his shoulders and took in the view of them both, liking it quite a lot. "You two are so gorgeous together, the way you fit."

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Their bodies did fit together well. Illya glanced up at Sinthia when she spoke, he put his arms around Solo as his lover settled over him. Then his lover was kissing him breathless as he started to move. The feeling of Solo filling him; of how their bodies fit together, was perfect.

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Sinthia combed her fingers through Illya's hair, carefully keeping it out of hi face as Solo bent down and displaced her. She didn't mind: there was nothing she could contribute to their coupling and was content to watch her boyfriends, a small smile on her face.

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Illya groaned, and he didn't mind Sinthia watching. It was very exciting. Solo was moving slowly, trying not to hurt him for his first time. But he needed more. He slid his hands down Solo's back to his muscular buttocks. Giving them a squeeze to encourage him to move faster. Solo chuckled and took the hint, starting to move faster and thrust harder. "Da... Yes, Solo. Just like that..." he gasped.