Posted: September 2003
Title: Just the Three of Us
Author: RennWench
Fandom: Real Person Fiction
Type: RP
Rating: PG-13
Characters: CP/KU/OFC
Disclaimer: Complete and total fiction. "I'm one of England's finest liars." -Edmund Blackaddar. Blackaddar #2 "Money" Craig and Karl belong only to themselves.
Beta: Alana B.
Warnings : A tiny bit of profanity. Suggestive at best.
Notes: Product of a cute little plot bunny that nibbled me at lunch.
Summary: Karl ponders on Craig's new love.

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You're standing there waiting for him to finish up.
It's been a long day and he needs to get away from it all.

Taking a final drag from my cig, I look at you. My heart jumps into my throat.

I can't believe we're really going to do this. You, him and me - all weekend.
I know Craig has his kinky side - no need to thank me, really. It was my pleasure.
Well, ours actually.

But I never thought - the three of us?

You smile at me. I know my face is bright red. What it is about you that makes
me act like this?

Reverently, I glide my hand down your back. Leather covered curves made for
sin.

No, I will not break into Gollum's "My Precious."

Damn baby. Do you have a sister?
Oh that was slick, Urban.

I can see why he likes riding you hard and fast. Your body is built for just
that.
I can almost hear you noises now. How does he make your scream I wonder?

He's bragged about you and your talents. Your ways of driving him mad with
lust.
Pushing him right over the edge. Taking him places he's never been to before.

After the first night with you, he could hardly walk. He glowed for a week.
Even his nonsensical babbling is sexy. Damn Parker, how do you do it?

You two are a stunning couple. You're always there for him.

Am I jealous? Not a bit. He's needed someone like you for a while now.

Craig, you lucky son of a bitch.

He's asked me before to join you two. But I could not. It wasn't right.

Now I can't resist. I bet you're wondering what I have in my bag.

You'll see.

I watch him slide onto you. Graceful possessiveness. I know he plays an elf,
but damn.
He knows the one place to make your purr.

My heart skips a beat. Watching you two react and respond to each other.

I haven't been this nervous since, well, that first time with - what was their
name?
Doesn't matter any more. All of them pale compared to the sight before me.

A loud knock on my helmet snaps me back to reality.
Craig's blue eyes shimmer in mischief, "Karl, are you ready or are you going to
stare at my bike all day?"

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THE END

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