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Stede opens the door, stepping into the enclosed space of the confessional. Just like his first dream, he leaves the door open and he watches Ed appear in the doorway. This time, however, he knows the silk of his hair, the weight of his cock in Stede’s mouth, the way he sounds when he’s on the verge of begging. Stede smiles, looking up at Ed from his seat as Ed’s eyes roam Stede’s clothed body, tongue flicking out to lick his lips in anticipation.
As Ed steps into the small room and shuts the door behind himself, Stede shivers. They’re so close together, though not yet touching, and in this dream Stede can feel the warmth of Ed’s body as he slowly makes his way to kneeling between Stede’s legs. Without breaking eye contact, Ed reaches for Stede’s trousers, undoing the front. If they focus on it, Stede knows, they could both be naked in an instant, but there’s something in the way Ed’s hands reverently part the fabric just enough to gently pull out Stede’s cock, the contrast and slight restriction brought about by the clothes against his skin that Stede finds heady.
Unlike the first dream, Stede’s already hardening in Ed’s hand, knowing what’s coming, and Ed grins up at him before, with a wink, he bows his head to run his tongue over the head of Stede’s cock. The sensation is so intense, so foreign to Stede’s familiar routine of his solitude in the confessional and the silent church around them, that he immediately lets out a high whine, shivering as Ed’s breath puffs out in a laugh against the skin he had just run his tongue over.
“Eager, aren’t you?” Ed’s voice is a low vibration, nearly felt more than heard as Stede presses his knees against Ed’s sides to keep him close.
Dropping a hand to thread his fingers through Ed’s loose waves, Stede chuckles. “For you, darling? Always.”
Another voice floats through the open grate on the confessional wall, the familiar rumble of Ed’s laughter mingled with heat. “For both of us?”
Stede shivers.
With a cheeky grin, First Ed takes Stede’s cock fully into his mouth, a low hum of pleasure when Stede moans and tightens his grip on Ed’s hair.
Ed’s voice comes from the other side of the booth, in the dream space, it’s as if he’s right there, pressed against Stede’s side as he says, “forgive me, Father, for I’m about to sin.”
Stede can’t hold back the laugh that pulls from him, and he catches Ed’s eye as Ed winks again, lips wrapped slickly around Stede’s length.
Stede relaxes back against the wall, allowing his knees to spread apart more, content to keep petting slowly at Ed’s head as Ed’s tongue presses against the underside of Stede’s cock, the heat of his mouth as much inflammatory as it is a balm. Second Ed – Stede frowns in thought, maybe Ed and Edward? – shifts on the other side of the grate and lets out a low sigh.
“Fuck, Stede, is this what you dreamt before?” Edward’s voice is low in Stede's ear, and Stede lets out a low noise of confirmation before Edward continues, “two of me, and all you thought to want was my mouth on your gorgeous cock, and another mouth whispering fantasies?”
Stede glances down to see Ed staring intently up at Stede as he hollows his cheeks, sucking around the head of Stede’s cock. Stede moans, maintaining the eye contact, and Ed’s eyes crinkle, pleased.
Breathless, Stede gathers himself enough to reply, “the first time, yes.”
Ed’s eyelashes flutter as Edward lets out a low noise of interest, saying, “were there more? What else did you dream, Stede? What else would you let us do to you?”
Even knowing it’s coming, having discussed it before they went to sleep, Stede shivers as he feels the coiling lust build and shiver through his body as he whispers, “fuck me.”
Edward hums. “Which of us, love?”
Stede’s voice is thick as he says, “both– shit, Ed. Both of you. Please.”
Ed shivers where he kneels, fingers tightening around Stede’s thighs as he presses down, taking Stede to the back of his throat. Brown eyes, glowing amber in the faint light of the dream, stare up at Stede, pupils growing massive as Ed deliberately swallows around the head of Stede’s cock. Stede yanks Ed’s hair, crying out as his back arches.
With a whine, Stede pleads as he gives a gentler, more deliberate pull to Ed’s hair. “Ed, please, sweetheart. I need you both. I want– Ed!”
Obediently removing his mouth, Ed wraps his tongue around the head one final time, lapping up the precum pearling at the tip. Ed’s eyes are enormous, and Stede licks his lips, dropping his gaze to Ed’s own spit-slick lips and back up. With an easy grin, Ed leans up and presses in for a kiss.
With a soft click, the door to Stede’s side of the confessional opens, and with lips still locked in a kiss, Stede looks up to see Edward watching them heatedly. Stede shivers at the intensity and focus before Ed pulls away reluctantly, standing up and offering Stede his hand to guide him steadily into the moon-drenched church.
Stede’s always loved the church at night – the silence of the space, the ethereal glow of the moon through the stained glass. It’s softer, gentler, than during the day; a place just for him. He smiles, taking Edward’s hand as he guides both Eds into the aisle of the nave. His and Ed’s, now. The thought still sends a thrill through Stede. Ours .
There is a blanket laid out on the floor of the church, warm and inviting; deliciously plush against Stede’s suddenly bare skin as he is sweetly guided down onto it. Holding out a hand, Stede waits for the Eds to join him. Both equally naked now, hard cocks endlessly tempting in the soft glow of rainbow light, they make their way to join Stede. One on either side of him, they press him between their familiar bodies, and Stede chokes out a curse, reaching out out blindly to grab onto them.
One of them – fuck if Stede knows which, they’re both his Ed, and that’s nearly overwhelming – chuckles and sucks a biting kiss into the tender skin of Stede’s neck, just where it meets his shoulder.
The other Ed’s hand – or is it the same Ed? Stede’s struggling to keep track – traces over Stede’s hole, slipping one slick finger in easily. Both Eds let out a choked moan as Stede manages to whimper, “I came prepared.”
Limbs tangling, the three of them fall to the cushioned surface of the blanket as they make halfhearted attempts to sort themselves out. The slide of skin on skin is making Stede lightheaded and he tangles his fingers in an Ed’s hair, pulling him in for a desperate kiss as another – the same?? – Ed presses a second finger into Stede, pulling a whine from Stede’s lungs, immediately absorbed and echoed by the Ed he’s kissing.
“More. Please, Ed, I’m ready. Let me ride you while you stretch me open for both of you.” Stede’s voice is high, shaking as he grips at the Eds.
Both Eds groan, pressing closer to Stede, kissing and nipping over his skin as he writhes on the blanket between them. Stede whines when one of the Eds moves away, instantly soothed when he realizes it’s just to stretch himself out on the blanket, reaching out to haul Stede over him until he’s straddling Ed’s hips.
Stede is barely settled before he’s pressing his hips back against Ed’s erection. The tip is pressed so close to where he wants it, but he can’t quite get the angle he wants until he feels a warm hand press against the small of his back, running over the flesh of his ass, gentling him. Stede sucks in a deep, slow breath as Ed-below-him grips tight to Stede’s hips.
Slightly more settled, Stede easily adjusts until he’s in alignment, and luxuriates in the slick press of the head of Ed’s cock against his rim before he’s slowly lowering himself down. As desperate as he is for more, Stede loves this feeling – the stretch of Ed slowly filling him, Ed’s muscles trembling as he holds himself still to allow Stede to slide down, the second cock pressed against his crack– Stede cries out, holding himself still for a moment as he fights off his approaching orgasm.
He’s spent so much time thinking about this fantasy since Ed had first teased him about it, there is no way he’s letting it end before he gets to experience the entirety. Not that it has to be once-and-done in a dream, but this is his fantasy, and he has a plan .
Stede begins to press down again, back in the moment and in somewhat more control as he finally comes to rest against Ed’s pelvis. Shifting his knees slightly, he arches his hips experimentally, and both Eds gasp. Leaning down to kiss Ed, Stede trembles as he feels fingers brush over his rim, stroking over the muscle in a light massage as he breathes against Ed’s lips and tries to relax.
Slowly, one oiled finger slips just the very tip in, alongside Ed’s cock, and Stede’s back arches as he drops to his elbows over Ed with a hard gasp at the pressure massaging along his rim. Unconsciously, he’s pressing back for more, hips wiggling as the finger withdraws momentarily, only to return again, pressing deeper.
Ed’s voice is hardly more than a growl as he crouches down to speak directly into Stede’s ear. “Aren’t you greedy… fuck, Stede, full of my cock already, and look at how you’re already able to fit a finger in as well. You’re going to be ready for me in no time, ready to be stuffed full of my cock. Both of them.” He breathes out a groan against Stede’s neck that send shivers down the length of Stede’s body.
Stede can feel Ed’s cock twitching inside him, sees the sweat beginning to dampen his chest as he restrains himself from moving as Stede’s hole and his own fingers – two now – slowly press around and against his cock. Lifting his head from where he’d dropped it in pleasure, he makes eye contact with Ed as he says, “all of you. Ed, I want all of you, all the time. You’re my dream.” Ed’s eyes water as he stares up at Stede in awe. Stede presses a quick kiss to the tip of Ed’s nose as he whispers, “though this is a pretty good dream, too.”
Ed laughs, and Stede feels flutters in his belly as well as a third finger pressing against his opening. Taking deep breaths, he relaxes his muscles and focuses for a moment, the third finger slipping easily inside as Ed makes a noise of surprise.
Craning his neck around, Stede looks at the other Ed as he feels himself loosen further, thanks to the dream. Unable to resist, Stede inserts a hint of the bitchy tone Ed loves so much into his voice, saying, “now, I believe I was promised two cocks?”
Grumbles about impatient priests float past Stede as he feels Ed’s fingers slip out of his hole to quickly be replaced by the slick head of Ed’s cock nudging in. Stede arches his back as far as he can, throwing in a little wiggle, and he squeaks when Ed’s hands drop down to get a hold on his hips. As Stede presses up into that touch as well, he drops panting kisses across Ed’s cheeks as Ed works his cock into Stede, alongside the first.
The stretch is overwhelming, even with the dream's aid, he'd wanted to feel it, and Stede realizes after some time he’s just been panting, open-mouthed, against Ed’s lips. Forcing his eyes open, Stede immediately meets Ed’s gaze as he stares up, taking in the effect of his cocks filling Stede.
Swallowing through a dry throat, Stede manages to whisper, “move.”
Both Eds move, and Stede shudders at the impossibly full, slick slide of the two of them. One of the Eds has the angle just right to rub over Stede’s prostate, and between that sending sparks of pleasure through his body, and the friction he’s finding with his cock rubbing against Ed’s stomach, Stede is already on the edge.
“Fuck, Stede. You feel– you look–” Ed’s voice is wrecked as he moves in tandem with the other Ed, and Stede cries out, feeling himself creep closer to climax. Ed’s gasping as he fills Stede, both Eds moaning as they thrust and stroke over Stede’s skin. In a broken voice, one of them manages to say, “that’s it, sweetheart, fuck, go ahead and come for us– shit, you’re so fucking tight .”
That’s all it takes; Stede’s tumbling over into orgasm with a guttural cry that he couldn’t bite back if he tried, shooting cum between his own chest and Ed’s. The Eds lose their rhythm as Stede comes between them, and as one, they follow him over the threshold with matching cries of release. Stede shivers as he feels their cocks filling him, pulsing with heat as they spill into him.
The three of them clutch each other tightly, shaking as they ride out their orgasms, dropping kisses indiscriminately against whatever skin they can reach. Stede’s mind goes blissfully blank as he relaxes into his body, into the sensations of two softening cocks gently slipping out of his hole, the trickle of cum that follows moments later.
He feels used . It turns him on in a way he wouldn’t have expected he would like, but his dream cock is already twitching at the thought, the sensation, wondering if he has time for a round two. Grinning, Stede burrows his face into Ed’s neck, letting out a heavy breath as he feels the other Ed do the same above him.
Fingers stroke through his hair as the Ed below him gets his attention. “Ready?”
Stede pouts for a moment, but leans down for one more kiss, enjoying the total relaxation filling him. “Ready.”
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“ Stede , that was… how do you feel?” Ed’s voice is rough from sleep, and Stede takes his hand, playing idly with his fingers as he considers his answer.
“I feel… I feel incredible. I remember how it felt to have two of you inside me, two of you focused on me, but without any of the discomfort of actually doing it with another man.” Stede says.
Ed lets out a low growl. “What other man?”
Stede laughs, dropping a kiss on the tip of Ed’s nose. “You know you’re the only man for me, darling.” Stede thinks for a moment before continuing, “I wouldn’t mind trying that again, though. Two of you – so many possibilities.”
Ed pretends to pout, but his eyes are bright with humor and heat.
“Yeah?” Ed asks, “what kind of possibilities, love?”
Stede grins.