Arguing With Yorgi

Posted: October 2002
Author: Alex
Type: FCHet, FCS (xXx fandom)
Characters: Yorgi/Yelena/X
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These are not my characters and I do not profit from their use.

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Xander heard them arguing in Russian from what he assumed to be Yelena's room. He heard her throaty voice, then Yorgi's lower one. Then it got quiet for a few minutes. He had no manners anyway so he peeped in the half opened door. They were standing at the foot of the bed. Yelena's dress was pulled up above her waist and Yorgi had his hand between her legs as he was kissing her. She slapped him and started yelling at him again but he still held her and he still had one hand between her legs. She didn't seem to mind. In fact, she opened her legs a bit so Yorgi could have better access. Her own hand was rubbing the front of his leather pants and the bulge was obvious.

Xander thought he was being quiet.

"X?" Yorgi said his name like a promise. "Come in or close the door."

Xander almost closed the door to give them privacy, but then changed his mind. What he had seen had made him so hard that he ached. He opened the door and barged into the room. Yelena had pulled her dress down and looked almost innocent. Except that Yorgi still had his hand wedged between his silky thighs.

"Yorgi and I were just-"

"Arguing." Xander finished for her with a wicked smile.

"Would like to ...err...argue with us?" Yorgi asked him, no trace of a smile on his handsome face.

Xander said nothing, just stood there as Yorgi slipped Yelena's dress off this time, pulling it over her head and dropping it on the floor. He stepped toward them. Yelena looked at him, her dark eyes unreadable as Yorgi dipped his head to her now naked chest and sucked hard at a nipple. Xander heard himself breathe deeply.

Yorgi looked up and let go of the naked woman. He turned to Xander, grinned a feral grin at him. Yelena got her balance and glared at her fellow Russian. Yorgi licked his lips and stared at Xander, his gaze moving down the American's body midway.

"Which one of us do you want, X?" He said the name like a curse this time. But his eyes said differently. His eyes reflected how aroused he was as he reached a hand out to Xander.

"Both of you."

"Think you can handle both of us?" Yorgi was purring in his Russian accent.

"Do you think you can handle me?" Xander smiled at Yorgi.

"I can't wait to handle you." Lust shone pure and clear in those honey colored eyes of Yorgi's.

"Do it." Xander narrowed his dark eyes in a look that scared many men who thought they were tough. Yorgi just pulled him close and kissed him, a hard kiss that left them both panting as Yelena watched them both, touching the nipple that Yorgi had been sucking seconds before. She ran a hand down to her wet clit as Xander began to unzip Yorgi. Yorgi made a sound when the other man reached in and pulled his erect cock from the confines of the tight leather. He turned him toward Yelena and offered her the cock, which she took into her mouth and began to suck.

The two men were kissing again as Yorgi freed Xander from his pants too. Yorgi fisted him and began to moved his hand up and down the thick shaft. As they moved closer together, Yelena began to kiss one cock then the other, taking each one into her hands and lavishing them both with attention, stroking and licking them both in equal turns. Both men were working at getting out of their clothes, but they were having a hard time of it between Yelena's mouth and hands and their hard hungry kisses.

Finally naked, they tumbled onto the bed, Xander on top of Yorgi, who just as quickly flipped him over. Yelena laughed at their dominance struggle and called them both cunts. Xander grinned and playfully pinched her nipple as he moved so they could lick and kiss the Russian's magnificent body. He growled and shifted his hips, wanting them to hurry. Yelena traced his tattoo with her tongue while Xander had found a hard nipple and was sucking it while the flicked it inside his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Yorgi watched them kiss then turn back to his body. They began to work their way down. His eyes were smoldering as they both began to lick and tease his cock. He reached his hands down to touch both of them, Yelena's dark shaggy hair and Xander's stubbly head. When Xander closed his lips around him as Yelena sucked his testicles, one side then the other, he bucked his hips up and then thrashed from side to side. He didn't want to come yet.... But they both weredrivinghimcra...oh! Yesssssss. He tried to say something but all that came out were grunts and groans as Xander Cage sucked him dry and swallowed every single drop.

Xander looked at him, those brown eyes smiling into his. "Can you take some more?"

"I can take anything you dish out, American." Yorgi wondered why he'd said such a thing. He felt like his bones were made of rubber and his cock was... well, passed out. But he couldn't let Xander know that. He hissed when the bastard's mouth closed on him again. He was shocked that his cock decided that it wanted to be interested again. Very interested. Xander raised his head and smiled.

"So who are you fucking? Me or Yelena?" Xander had a mouth on him, and not just for cocksucking.

"YOU, Xander, I'm going to fuck you. Through the mattress, maybe even the floor. I'm going to make you scream." The Russian sat up and reached for Xander. They kissed again, joined by Yelena. Three tongues touching, exploring as Yorgi hunted around for something in Yelena's stuff, finally finding some petroleum jelly. He stuck a finger in and then ran his hand behind Xander, find the cleft in his ass then sliding his long finger down and inside the daredevil American. Xander made a sound, a grunt but nothing more than that.

"I want Xander too." Yelena spoke up.

"Fuck my little accountant, Xander, while I fuck you." Yelena moved to the edge of the mattress and Xander stood between her legs, running his fingers all over her clit, teasing her until she whimpered. He slipped long fingers into her as Yorgi continued touching him inside with his long fingers. Xander moved so his head pushed at her opening. He pushed inside her, sliding deep in one thrust. She lifted her legs up and Yorgi grabbed them behind the knees as he pushed his slick cock into Xander. He jerked her knees toward him, forcing his cock all the way into Xander. He established a hard rhythm as he moved into Xander again and again.

Xander was all but lost in sensation, the burning pleasure of Yorgi invading him and the hot, tight woman beneath him almost more than he could handle, were certainly more than his brain could handle. Animal sounds came from him as they all moved together as one. Yorgi whispered things in Russian as he held Yelena's legs tight. Yelena watched Xander and Yorgi.

Xander came first, an intense orgasm that made him feel like he was on fire all over. Yelena was screaming and bucking up against him as he felt Yorgi come, in long, slow thrusts finally ending buried deep inside him and saying something that sounded suspiciously like an endearment. He pulled himself slowly from Xander, almost reluctantly. The thought flitted across Xander's mind that Yorgi was lonely. He slipped from Yelena and they all moved up into her bed with Yorgi in the center. Well, he wouldn't be lonely tonight, thought Xander as he threw an arm over the Russian's chest.

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THE END


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