Page 38 of Perfect Chaos

Her fingers dig into his hair as he grips her hips a little harder to keep her still.

“You're taking him so well, Chaos. Can you fit us both?” I pet her head as I wait to see what she says. I know she is tired and I don’t want to accidentally push her too far.

“Please.” The word is slurred and comes out as a whine.

“Please, what?”

“Fuck me.” She groans the response as I push gently on the plug.

I ease the plug out of her, tossing it aside while I retrieve the bottle of lube from my back pocket. Pouring the liquid over her hole, I use two fingers to push the lube inside, gently stretching her a little bit more. I don’t want to rush this and risk hurting her. Removing my fingers from her, I pour more lube into my hand, coating my entire length with it. I line myself up, rubbing my tip against her, pushing against her opening slightly before repeating the process over again.

Gavin slows his pace, allowing me to press into her a tiny bit more, the head of my dick entering her with little resistance. She gasps at the initial pop of my tip slipping inside of her. I wait, allowing her body to relax around me before thrusting in another inch or two. I pull out to the tip before pushing in again, going a little further each time I enter her. “You’re doing so good, taking us both so well.” Her breath hitches as she moans with each thrust. I finally snap my hips forward, fully bottoming out into her. My spine tingles at the sensation.

She is squeezing me so tight with Gavin in her other hole. Gavin picks up his pace the same time I do. His thrusts opposite of mine. The feeling almost takes my breath away. The way her body reacts to the double penetration, the way I can feel him fucking her through the thin layer of skin separating us, increases the pleasure. I roll my hips before snapping them forward again. I never thought I would want to share her with anyone, but this moment right here is otherworldly. I can’t hold back any longer; it seems like Gavin can’t either. She bites Gavin, her teeth latching onto the skin of his trap muscle as we both slam into her wildly. He groans, but I am not entirely sure it's from pain. He stills inside of her just as she climaxes, squeezing us both before going limp between us. Thrusting three more times, I follow right after them.

I lean in and kiss her forehead before pulling out of her slowly. She lets out a soft whimper but otherwise doesn’t move. I remove the small pack of wet wipes from my pocket, cleaning Maizyn up before cleaning myself and tucking myself back into my jeans. I lift her from Gavin, tossing him the wipe pack so he can clean himself as well. Once everyone is as clean as we can manage out here, we make our way out of the woods and back to the cars, Gavin following in step beside me.

“Not running away this time?” I try to keep my tone flat, masking the fact that I am hoping he will say yes.

Gavin chuckles at my question like he expected me to ask it. “No, I am done with that.”

“Good, let’s get her home.”

Chapter Twenty

Gavin

I snag a water bottle from the kitchen before following Atlas upstairs with Maizyn in his arms. Propping myself in the bathroom doorway, I cross my arms and stay silent, learning how he handles after these things.

I am keenly aware of the cold condensation running down my hand as I watch Atlas set her on the ledge of the tub. He starts running the bath water, checking the temperature before adding Epsom salt and what smells like lavender bubble bath to the water. He puts the salt back in the cabinet while leaving the bubble bath on the ledge of the tub. Once the water and bubbles are high enough, he turns off the tap before stripping down to his boxer briefs. I watch as he turns to Maizyn, planting a swift kiss on her lips. She hasn’t said much; it's beginning to worry me slightly. I catalog her expression, trying to decipher if there is anything I may have missed. Other than her glazed-over eyes, she looks fine. Atlas must notice her gaze as well.

“Are you still doing okay, Chaos?” He keeps his voice soft.

A tiny giggle slips out of her as she nods her head lazily, clearly out of it but happy. Her hair gets messed up from where it slides against the wall she is propped up against. Other than the giggle, she remains nonverbal. I'm assuming she is just in subspace. The same look of worry that I feel crosses Atlas’ face. The fear that we took it too far is there, but she has a safe word for a reason and didn't use it once. We need to keep an eye on her until she comes out of it.

“Let's get you in the bath. I’m going to undress you now. Okay?” His voice is calm and gentle. I can tell it’s not his first time doing this. She nods her head again but says nothing else. I step into the bathroom next to Atlas, setting the water bottle on the tub’s ledge, just within reach. Feeling a little awkward, I gently help him remove her clothes, my hands grasping her waist to keep her steady. I step out of the way so he can lift her from her spot. Stepping into the tub, he hisses at the temperature, easing into the water, settling her in between his legs. She leans back against his chest, sighing as the water envelopes her.

“How is she? Is she normally like this after a scene?” I try matching Atlas’ tone, my curiosity bleeding through.

“She is good, still a little out of it but nothing too concerning yet. Just lasting a little longer than normal.”

Understanding what he means, I nod and reach over to grab the bottle of water. I unscrew the lid. “I brought you some water. I figured at least Maizyn would need some.”

“Thanks, man. I didn't even think of that; I was just worried about getting her cleaned up.” He flushes with embarrassment. I feel a twinge of pride for thinking of water.

“Can I ask what you put in the water?”

“I added Epsom salt and her favorite lavender bubble bath.”

“Can I see the bottle of bubble bath?” Atlas scrunches his eyebrows in confusion but grabs the bottle from the ledge and hands it to me anyway. Taking the extended bottle from him, I turn it over to read the ingredients list.

“What exactly are you looking for? Is something wrong?” Does Atlas not check what he does for her after they act out a scene? I suppose maybe it is out of his wheelhouse, but it's important for aftercare. Cleanliness, hydration, food if possible, and rest.

“Nothing is wrong. I just wanted to see if the lavender was an artificial smell or if it contained actual lavender oil, which it doesn’t. If it’s okay, I can add a few drops of lavender oil to the water to help calm her; a few drops of eucalyptus oil will help soothe any extra tension in her body.” I explain my request and the reasoning behind it. Atlas' face softens as he nods once.

“Yeah, go ahead and add it.”

Turning, I walk over to the bathroom sink, open the cabinet, and rummage through everything Maizyn keeps for her bath supplies. Looking over all the different bottles she has, I pull two small bottles out, close the cabinet, and walk back over to the two of them. Unscrewing the lids to both tiny bottles, I drop in a few drops of each, set them aside, and use my hand to mix it into the water evenly.