Page 128 of Love Unlimited

Lena’s eyes met theirs, expressing an emotion that she hadn’t been bold enough to name. Yet. Ash didn’t need words though. Those would come, and Lena showed them every day with her actions.

When Lena kissed them… fuck. It was thunder and lightning, a crashing force rocking against them, owning and possessing. Lena had none of Dustin’s measured control. She was wild and hungry, flipping Ash onto their back and taking what she wanted.

Ash floated, like driftwood in a storm, loving how small and helpless they felt when Lena gripped their wrists. Her hands were strong and demanding, pinning them down while her mouth took and took and took everything they had to give.

This was a side of Lena they had only dreamed about, and now this was theirs, too.

Lena drew back, and the loss of that tight weight on their wrists made them whimper. Lena looked a little nervous. Is this OK?

They would have left their hands over their head, exactly where Lena had placed them in a wordless entreaty for her to begin again. Since that wasn’t possible, they’d just have to do anything else they could to convince her. Please. I want this.

With me? Lena looked so vulnerable.

I’ve been waiting years for this. For you. Exactly like this.

I still can’t believe you had a crush on me for all that time and I didn’t even know it.

I think everyone has a little crush on you. You’re beautiful. Powerful. Endlessly charming, and so sexy it was hard for me to think sometimes. Now I get to be yours. They phrased it that way on purpose, giving Lena the claim on them and hoping she would take it.

You’re mine, Lena agreed, eyes growing stormy again. She turned, looking over her shoulder to Dustin. Somewhere in the heat of the kiss, he’d moved from kneeling over their legs off to the side. Is that OK, Daddy?

Hot, Dustin commented, face showing his desire while his curled fingers turned away from his mouth to spread the heat of his breath. Keep going. We’ll take care of our Ash together.

Ash moaned. All they wanted was to be close to everyone, but this promised to be much more.

Daddy Dustin’s face turned to one of fond amusement, and Ash turned to follow his gaze.

When they did, they had to laugh. Their Daddy was coming back from the tent with an armful of what looked like sex toys and lube.

He set everything down on the side of the blanket in a straight line. I went through your bag, he told Dustin. I hope that was OK. I didn’t want you guys to have to stop and Ash needs lube. He looked down at the rest of the collection. Silicone handcuffs. A crop with a tight square of folded black leather at the end. Nipple clamps. A swirling green butt plug. A metal pinwheel, its rows of spikes gleaming. He indicated the last one. I didn’t know what that one was, but it was with the others, so I figured it was for sex.

Ash really didn’t think it was possible for them to love anyone more than they loved their Daddy at this moment. It was… just so perfectly him. Lunchboxes, board games, or lube and handcuffs, Daddy approached it in his same determined way of figuring out exactly what they needed and giving it to them. They wriggled out of Lena’s arms to give him a hug. I love you.

I love you, too. He said it calmly, happily, like everything was right. Ash could almost feel his pride in figuring out how to make them happy, and the way that it reflected back to his own joy. Most importantly, it meant that Ash didn’t have to worry about Daddy feeling out of place or excluded. He was participating in his own way.

Daddy gave the pinwheel another look of confusion, still the curious social scientist that Ash had fallen for. What is that, though?

Lena’s eyes lit up. Maybe we should have a demonstration.

Oooh! I volunteer! Me, me!

Lena laughed. Any limits? And tell us about how we should think about or touch your body.

Ash sat down and surveyed the toys again. I’m fine with you using anything here, especially bondage and sensory play. I’m not the biggest pain-seeker, but I can take a lot more than a spanking. Safewords are green, yellow, and red or shaky-R. It was an adaptation they could make with one hand if they were tied up.

Daddy Dustin and Lena both nodded. They both sat down, moving back a bit to give the conversation space.

Ash took a deep breath, preparing to talk about their body, but realized they weren’t worried at all. Usually this was a long, drawn-out conversation, making sure the other person knew what to expect and wouldn’t be weird about it. But Lena’s genderfluidity, while not the same, gave them the confidence that no one would think twice. If we’re talking about what’s between my legs, I enjoy touches everywhere, especially my dick. My vagina’s not big enough for penetration with anything bigger than a finger, and you’ll need lube because, as Daddy says, I don’t make any goo...

Daddy chimed in. I consider this a feature.

Ash blew him a kiss, then continued. Um… anal sex is good with some prep. Basically, anything you’re comfortable with is great for me, too. How about you? They turned to Lena.

Well… I’m usually not this top-y. She winked at Ash. You apparently bring it out in me.

Dustin nuzzled her neck. Or you’ve been waiting for this for a very long time.

She laughed. Pretty much since I knew it might be an option. Just don’t expect it all the time.