[Royce isn't the only one turned on, here. Renart can feel goosebumps rising up on her skin and she can't stop herself from breaking character for a split second to give Royce a little smirk of anticipation, following his lead. She sinks down onto the bed, already looking flushed, drawing in slow breaths through slightly parted lips.
She looks up at them, eagerly awaiting what Monty has planned next.]
[Once Renart is down, Monty steps close behind Royce again, body pressed flush to body. His erection is hard against Royce's backside, and Monty wraps one arm around the smaller man's waist to draw him even closer.]
Follow now, Your Majesty. I do not care to repeat myself.
[The other hand, he traces slowly down Royce's arm, until his have covers the other's. He squeezes slightly in a hold and uses that to lift Royce's hand. They reach for Renart's feather duster together, grasp it together.]
It's best we show her how this is used, hmm? Lift her skirt, look how she spreads her legs for you, the eager thing. [His words are breathed into Royce's ear, but they're loud enough for Renart's benefit, as well.] Flick across the skin. Tease her, torment her.
[He moves their feather duster into position, suspended above the pink skin of Renart's inner thighs. Monty will let Royce start flicking their toy across the sensitive flesh.]
[ He lets out a shivery sound at the feeling of Monty at his back. A little overwhelmed, Royce lets Monty lead him, eyes on the feather duster for a long moment. Carefully, he pushes at her skirt, slender fingers stroking at her skin. He nudges the fabric until he's got it high enough that he can actually try brushing the feather duster over her skin, curious.
The touch is light and airy and definitely teasing - he's good at following instructions, at least. ]
[ Christ, it's easy to forget how good Monty is at this when they so rarely involve a third person. Renart can feel her breath quickening in anticipation as she listens and watches, and when they start touching her she does indeed spread her legs, closing her eyes so that she can enjoy the teasing. ]
Ooh my~ [She can't help wriggling a bit; they are teasing her, after all.] This is agony~
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She looks up at them, eagerly awaiting what Monty has planned next.]
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Follow now, Your Majesty. I do not care to repeat myself.
[The other hand, he traces slowly down Royce's arm, until his have covers the other's. He squeezes slightly in a hold and uses that to lift Royce's hand. They reach for Renart's feather duster together, grasp it together.]
It's best we show her how this is used, hmm? Lift her skirt, look how she spreads her legs for you, the eager thing. [His words are breathed into Royce's ear, but they're loud enough for Renart's benefit, as well.] Flick across the skin. Tease her, torment her.
[He moves their feather duster into position, suspended above the pink skin of Renart's inner thighs. Monty will let Royce start flicking their toy across the sensitive flesh.]
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The touch is light and airy and definitely teasing - he's good at following instructions, at least. ]
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Ooh my~ [She can't help wriggling a bit; they are teasing her, after all.] This is agony~