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boyleth ([personal profile] perfectteatime) wrote2022-02-24 05:55 pm

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[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-02-25 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
When Dedue had first stepped foot in this brave new world, he would have never imagined that he could have this-- both Dimitri and Byleth, their love and desire. There's nothing lovelier than being able to wake up in the morning to both of their sleeping faces, to kiss them whenever they please, to hold them during the night.

Nothing lovelier, save perhaps these times when they are abed together.

Dimitri is behind their dear Professor, Dedue at the front of him, propped up on the pillows of their bed-- Byleth is pressed lovingly up against his chest, held securely there. Dedue raises his gaze from Byleth's face to up over his shoulder, where Dimitri has propped himself, and meets his eyes. After so many years of knowing each other, they barely need words to communicate anymore, and Dimitri can surely read the agreement in his eyes.

"Would you like that, Professor?" he asks, tipping Byleth's face up to steal a short kiss from his lips. "Shall we take care of you?"
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-02-27 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
For that, he's more than glad. While the man had worried about Byleth in the beginning, he's more than happy to dispel any anxieties or worries he might have now about being unloved.

"Really," Dimitri echoes easily, mouth now finding the slope of Byleth's bare shoulder once more as his fingers twine with his. He can't fault the professor for needing a moment to gather himself in the face of... all of this. Admittedly, it'd been a lot for Dimitri in the beginning himself. But now? Now, it feels as natural as anything else and he's more than happy to be here for him. For both of them.

"So polite, too," Dimitri can't help but tease, lightly. "We can't refuse such an earnest request, can we?" Dimitri certainly can't, playful growl passing his lips as teeth scrape against Byleth's fair skin. He knows that out of them, he tends to be the most... enthusiastic.
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[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-03-05 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
It had taken time for Byleth to get used to the idea of being so thoroughly loved-- and by both of them, no less-- and perhaps his time on that terrible island has left scars that will always remain. What else can they do but assure him time and time again that their love is an unwavering thing? Unconditional, infinite.

There is a balance to it, as well, this relationship of theirs. He is a counterweight to Dimitri's enthusiasm, his eagerness. Dimitri draws him out of his shell, knows him with unparalleled intimacy. And Byleth is the lynchpin that brings them all together.

"We certainly cannot, when he asks us so nicely," Dedue says, moving his kisses from Byleth's lips down to his neck. His are sweet, gentle; no teeth, just perhaps a little suction when he feels like leaving pale red marks on that pretty pale skin.

"What would you like from us, Professor?" he asks, dragging his hands down to Byleth's waist, feeling all of the warm skin in between. "Would you like Dimitri inside of you, or me?"
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-03-13 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
While they may not be able to undo the damage of certain wounds that Byleth's time on the island saw him carry, they can damn well try. They will. Dimitri and Dedue both are fiercely loyal, dedicated in their love, and would do anything for those that they chose to cherish.

So, it is real life. It's Byleth's best life. Dimitri and Dedue's, too, he's sure even though he doesn't want to speak for his vassal too much. He imagines that - like many things - they are on the same wavelength with this.

There's an amused huff against Byleth's skin at the indecision. It is something to not be lightly considered, truly. And while Byleth has his own fantasies already lined up, well- There will be time enough for all that now, won't there? "You heard the man, Dedue," he offers, glancing up with his good eye carrying a twinkle of mischief in it.
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I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE

[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-05-02 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
They are-- finally, for once in their lives-- all on the same page with this. And because of that, and the copious free time granted to them here, they have all the time in the world to happily indulge in every one of Byleth's whims and fantasies. After all of the work that their dear professor put in for them, isn't it only right that they give him everything that he desires?

His decision made, Dedue reaches over to the bedside table for the lubricant-- kept there now by habit, as they make frequent use of it. Though Byleth is hardly a stranger to these kinds of activities, and with the both of them, some preparation is still required to accommodate men of their... magnitude.

Dedue coats two fingers with lubricant, then hands the bottle back to Dimitri-- surely His Majesty will also have some ideas as to how to get their dear professor ready for the both of them in close succession. While Dimitri preoccupies himself with that, Dedue reaches his other hand around to palm at Byleth's ass, then gently pulls that cheek open to give his slick fingers access.

"His Majesty must have quite the view, Professor."
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BETTER LATE THAN NEVER, AW YEAH

[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-05-14 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
When Byleth's breath catches, Dimitri's gaze is back on him. He wants to see the faces he makes and hear every beautiful sound that passes his lips. Even as the bottle is handed to him, he isn't taking his good eye off Byleth for a moment. How could he? As he watches, clearly more than pleased with his view, he's coating his own fingers with lubricant.

Once he's satisfied, he's bringing his hand around Byleth's waist and down to circle around Byleth's burgeoning (if not already full-on) erection. He's careful, slow, and almost methodical with his strokes. He doesn't want Byleth to reach that edge too quickly now. Not before Dedue has his fun, at least. "I do," he murmurs, angling his head to dip in and press his lips against Byleth's neck, his cheek, and anywhere he can reach. "A royal view, really." Turns out, Dimitri can be quite cheeky himself!
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[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-05-31 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Two fingers, even ones as large as Dedue’s, aren’t much trouble for Byleth these days. He takes them easily, beautifully, and Dedue always takes great pleasure in this part of bedding him— has ever since that first time that Byleth instructed him on how to do it. Dedue always remembers his lessons, both in the classroom and the bedroom.

It’s tempting to just warm Byleth up this way, finger him through an orgasm or two until he’s pliant and relaxed. But they had also promised their dear Professor their cocks, and he’s loath to renege on that.

“Will you tell His Majesty how it feels?”

Byleth’s words— if he can manage any— to go along with the sight of Dedue working a third finger into him, spreading him wide and pressing into those sensitive spots inside of him.
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-06-19 11:16 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly doesn't hurt matters, does it? Dimitri loves watching the way that Byleth moves beneath Dedue's skilled fingers, he loves feeling the way his hips twitch up to chase the heat of his hand around him. The breathy words that Byleth can barely articulate get out help awaken his own arousal impressively fast.

"Is that so?" he asks, each word punctuated by kisses that are light and caring against Byleth's skin. "Well, I say that I'd hate for things to be over so soon but... I think that's far from the case, knowing us."

These boys can go for hours and Byleth, more than anyone, would know that.
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[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-07-06 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Dedue has very fond memories of all the times that he had fingered Byleth-- over and over, as he says. Their dear Professor's stamina and short refractory period meant that he could make Byleth come on his fingers again and again and again until he was shaking and spent and beautiful. Truly a delight.

For all that he loves to do that, he needs to have more restraint for tonight. Though Dimitri brings up a good point-- the evening would be far from over, even if Byleth does come once or twice now. His stamina isn't limitless, but it is certainly better than just once or twice a night.

"Perhaps you are correct," he says, pressing his fingers in long, firm strokes against Byleth's prostate, a deliberate move to wring more pleasure from him. "And if he is to take the both of us, it would be for the best if he is as relaxed as possible."

They are both large men, so having Byleth pliant and relaxed would cause the least amount of strain on him. And, of course, both he and His Majesty would doubtless enjoy the process.
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-07-17 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Dedue is right in his assumption. While Dimitri likes to take Byleth by surprise where he can, a relaxed and content is professor is much more enjoyable than one taken off-guard. To be pleased so is what Byleth deserves for all that he's done for them both; when he shudders and moans like that, it only serves as music to Dimitri's ears. The spill against the blond's palm is a welcome warmth, honestly, and one that only makes his smile grow for it.

"Beautiful," the king commentates, running his fingers idly along Byleth's length through his orgasm. The feeling of warm string of come along his fingers only urges him on further. Oh, he wants to feel Byleth's spend again and again and again against-

The profesor doesn't soften any and, really, that's impressive. "Do you want me too, Byleth?" he asks, equal parts teasing and sincere. His own hardened cock rubs against the man's backside as he squirms. "Could you handle us both?" Although he asks, the man already knows the answer. He can and will.
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[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-07-23 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Byleth makes the loveliest sounds when he's being pleasured, and that holds true now when he shakes and shivers his way through an orgasm. Dedue finger-fucks him through it, until every last sticky drop has been wrung from him. It truly is a temptation to just keep going like this, to make Byleth arch and writhe until there's nothing left for him to give.

Dedue kisses him, after enough coherence has returned to him to beg for more.

He looks over Byleth's shoulder at Dimitri, cocking one pale eyebrow at him. "At the same time?"

To have them both at once would be quite the taxing endeavor, even for Byleth. Still, Dedue teases a fourth finger at Byleth's rim, as though contemplating trying to stretch him even further. It must be tortuous, especially with Dimitri's hard cock pressed against him. That's another temptation, and one that Dedue sees no reason to deny himself-- he traces the fingers of his free hand over His Majesty's cock as it ruts against Byleth.

"That would be quite the challenge."
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-07-30 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
And isn't Byleth beautiful, in this way? Desperate and nearly incoherent with need for them? He's not sure many others could achieve such a thing. Dimitri gives a small, satisfied sigh at the feeling of warm fingers running along his cock. His hips rock to chase the heat of them eagerly but he doesn't forget about Byleth's needs either. How could he when the man is so sweet and needing between them?

"I think," he starts, allowing him to be guided by his vassal's hand, "the professor has made himself clear." Pre-come beads and rolls down from his tip in his eagerness. He presses against Byleth's warm, welcoming heat with a satisfied-sounding sigh. "Let us give him what he wants. What he needs." That part is just a little too satisfied, maybe, but can Dimitri really be faulted for it?

He jerks his hips up just enough to be taken in by Byleth inch by inch. "Ah-" Dimitri lets out in a shuddering, wanton moan. Goddess. Has it ever felt so good before? He doesn't think so.
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[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-08-20 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Byleth is beautiful always, but especially like this, needy and desperate. To fuck him unconscious would be a difficult task, considering Byleth's prodigious stamina, but with both of their efforts combined, it may be possible. There is a certain appeal to it, he cannot deny.

Dimitri's cock is guided into Byleth by Dedue's hand. He may not be the man currently sheathed in warm, slick heat, but he feels a frisson of pleasure at the action as though he were. He runs his hand over Dimitri's hip, curls it around the firm swell of his ass. His Majesty is not the most gifted man in that arena, but Dedue doesn't mind that his asscheeks fit neatly in the palm of his large hand.

"How do you feel, Byleth?" Is it teasing, or does Dedue just like to hear how it feels? Could go either way. "Are you full enough yet?"

It would be difficult to work another cock inside of him, but perhaps not impossible if they're diligent and careful.