Peter gasps into Ed's open mouth as Edmund rakes blunt nails down his spread thighs, and feels twin wicked laughs shake through him, different only in their pitches; Ed mouths down the curve of his neck, her teeth sharp and insistent, and Peter can feel Edmund's hands traveling upward to cup Ed's breasts. "That's nice," Ed murmurs, shifting on Peter's lap and Peter groans, "Ed," eyes slamming shut, and doesn't know which one he is calling for.
The differences between his two Ed's are meaningless; when he falls over the edge all he can see is a pair of dark, hungry eyes, cherished the same for whatever form they come in.
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on 2009-12-14 01:56 pm (UTC)Peter gasps into Ed's open mouth as Edmund rakes blunt nails down his spread thighs, and feels twin wicked laughs shake through him, different only in their pitches; Ed mouths down the curve of his neck, her teeth sharp and insistent, and Peter can feel Edmund's hands traveling upward to cup Ed's breasts. "That's nice," Ed murmurs, shifting on Peter's lap and Peter groans, "Ed," eyes slamming shut, and doesn't know which one he is calling for.
The differences between his two Ed's are meaningless; when he falls over the edge all he can see is a pair of dark, hungry eyes, cherished the same for whatever form they come in.