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A lil #steddyhands #nsfw
He wakes with the sunrise, stretches, kisses his men on their cheeks.
He makes a tea, one sugar, no cream, like a sensible person.
The wind is blowing and the skies are clear when he goes on the balcony to enjoy it.
A lil #steddyhands #nsfw
He wakes with the sunrise, stretches, kisses his men on their cheeks.
He makes a tea, one sugar, no cream, like a sensible person.
The wind is blowing and the skies are clear when he goes on the balcony to enjoy it.
It'll be a slow day. Izzy loves them best, now. They joke he's a house husband, but he can't help that the thought brings a smile to his face. It's true really, and he loves that he has the freedom to care for them and everything else can fuck right off.
He's proud he keeps them happy. He doesn't dwell on before.
He reads a novel until he hears them wake. It's a romance Fang had recommended about an orc with a coffee shop. It's cute, he likes the characters.
Stede comes out on the balcony, asks him to come back to bed.
He reads a novel until he hears them wake. It's a romance Fang had recommended about an orc with a coffee shop. It's cute, he likes the characters.
Stede comes out on the balcony, asks him to come back to bed.
He gives an unnecessary wink, and it's perfectly ridiculous. He puts his book down and Stede takes his hand. Ed is already flushed and panting, stoking himself to hardness.
Izzy thanks his lucky stars for the millionth time.
"He wants another kiss, Dearest." Stede whispers.
Izzy thanks his lucky stars for the millionth time.
"He wants another kiss, Dearest." Stede whispers.
Izzy climbs into Ed's lap, kisses him hungrily and replaces Ed's hand with his own. He feels Stede behind him trailing his fingers down his back.
Stede leaves then returns with slick fingers at his hole, stretching him quick and efficiently, the way Izzy loves.
Stede leaves then returns with slick fingers at his hole, stretching him quick and efficiently, the way Izzy loves.
Before long, Ed is in his cunt and Stede in his ass, and he feels full and so fucking loved. They whisper sweet words and foul ones and they're equally tinged with fondness.
It's nothing new, nothing novel, this is his life, now.
They collapse into each other when they finish.
It's nothing new, nothing novel, this is his life, now.
They collapse into each other when they finish.
It's a playful fight for the shower. They share it anyway. Ed washes Izzy's back, Stede his hair. He helps them in return.
Breakfast is eggs and toast with marmalade. They make it together, dancing around each other in the kitchen.
After, they decide to stay in, have a home day.
Breakfast is eggs and toast with marmalade. They make it together, dancing around each other in the kitchen.
After, they decide to stay in, have a home day.
Izzy picks his book back up and Ed sits next to him on the couch, Izzy's feet in his lap. Stede disappears to the office for a bit then returns with fresh tea.
It's an easy day. No arguments, no strife, no misunderstandings. Just the three of them existing in their home together.
It's an easy day. No arguments, no strife, no misunderstandings. Just the three of them existing in their home together.
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