Strings and Schemes

Chapter 5

Louis mumbles in my ear, "I don't want to tell things on you that you don't want told, Raina. I respect you too much to actually make you feel overexposed, so you share what you want to share, and I'll follow the rules you set out and ignore what other things I may be aware of."

I smile into his bicep and kiss it kindly.

"So, what do you want to know?" I ask them both.

"Start with the basics, are there things you are excited about trying? Things you're not sure you want to try but have fantasized about?" Zayn offers. Louis nodding behind me. Zayn removes my socks and starts rubbing my feet in a way that is so gentle and good, but also makes me want to jump his bones right here. I've never had a foot rub make me want to have sex, until now; and god is it ever perfect.

I breath deeply focusing on the questions he just asked, and outline some of the things I've thought about and some of the things I've been afraid to ask for. I tell them both things I absolutely won't do under any circumstances, and assert that safety is the most important.

Zayn starts rubbing up my calves, and Louis is untying my corset style top as we're speaking and suddenly, my breasts are free and I'm exposed to a man I'd never met before tonight. There's something so raw, and scary about that, as I feel like a piece of art on display, but something incredibly hot about how naked I am compared to the two men who are clearly in some sort of battle for control that I'm not involved in. Louis plays with my breast, taking my nipples ever so gently between his forefinger and his thumb and rolling them, making my back arch slightly off the couch, giving Zayn the perfect opening to undo my jeans and slowly pull them off of me. All the while he looks me in the eye while another man touches me; there's something so intoxicating about it. Zayn looks at my lace panties, and admires just how wet I am.

"Oh my god, Raina, you're soaking," he says in a gruff voice. Louis smirks as he licks my neck delicately, making me squirm. I want to hide my face in embarrassment from being so seen, but I can't even move my arms with the way Louis has them pinned behind me, ensuring Zayn gets the perfect image of me. Zayn lets his fingers graze along my core, feeling just how soaked my panties truly are and smirks to himself knowing he's a part of the reason why.

Zayn looks up at Louis confirming, "you really have kept her from me on purpose, haven't you?" I don't hear or see Louis' reaction, but I'm almost positive that he nods his head and makes the oh well face.

I am absolutely girating. Are these two men talking about me like I am not here? How is it that being objectified in this setting feels oh so right.

Zayn takes his fingers and pulls my panties to the side while opening up my legs with his knees on the couch so I can't close them, he smirks as he feels me inadvertently try to close my legs out of shyness, ignoring it.

He takes in the picture of my core, soaked, and ready for what's to come.

"You're perfect," he breathes staring straight at my most delicate parts. If I could flush anymore I would, but that ship has long sailed and instead I am writhing with pleasure as Louis continues to lick and suck my neck, offering me tongue filled kisses every so often while palming my breasts and playing with my nipples.

Zayn seems nervous as he licks his fingers, tasting what is left of me from moving my panties and moans ever so slightly. "You taste delectible."

Louis smirks, pulling up from kissing me, looking me in my eyes. "Doesn't she?"

Zayn catches my eye, before asking, "Can I feel you on my tongue?" I answer too quickly, coyness be gone, nodding my head enthusiastically as he lifts my hips gently to remove my panties, throwing them to Louis who catches them and sniffs them groaning at the scent before putting them gently on the floor. I can barely even register what has happened when Zayn's mouth is on me, kissing, and licking in gentle patterns, he starts right at the centre, moving upwards slowly and I swear I am in a time continuum. I can't breathe, I can't think, I can only feel. And what he's doing feels amazing.