In the Belly of the Whale (R,M,L)

Thank you, as always, to Orifalcon for making the story's pictures

Richard, Maeve, and Luna were on their final walk of the day. He and Maeve were side by side, while their guide for the day was walking backwards to more easily show off her new transformation.

“So just by thinking about it, I can get changed into whatever I want.” Luna explained, not for the first time. “I was already going to change into more like what I usually wear on dates, but now I can just-” She closed her eyes, letting her floral shirt and jeans shimmer and warp into her favorite yellow dress. “Or if I change my mind-” she smiled, and her dress became brown. “Or maybe if I need to do something dangerous that I can’t tell anyone about but is definitely worth violating your privacy-” She did a pose like she was holding a gun as her dress tightened and warped to become the sort of formal suit and tie that he knew from spending years around Hazel.

“That’s unnecessarily hostile, Loon. Do you need me to kiss you again? You’re acting like you’re still drunk from ‘Buck.’ I still can’t believe Dionysus was your mentor.”

“I’m allowed to be a little peeved with them, especially with how little I judged them at the time. Right now, I’m in a good mood for the most part. I’m on my way to dinner and hopefully a lot more with some of my favorite people. We’ve both been boosted with at least one bit of magic. Let me fool around with it until we get to dinner and it’s time to be serious.”

He waited first for Window Pain Test to give him the all clear before acting. “As long as you don’t mind me fooling around a little too.” He said, before taking two big steps towards her and pulling his best friend in. He kissed her as she gasped in surprise, his tongue entering and dancing with hers. His left hand snaked down the tailored suit she’d decided to copy, finding a spot to rest on her ass. As he squeezed he felt the cloth retreat, getting out of the way as he groped its owner. After letting her grind against him for a moment or two he split off.

“Was that intentional?” Maeve asked, pointing down with her right hand. Her eyes had turned a glowing white, and with her left hand she was holding a bag Luna had made him look away for the ladies to buy.

“Was what intentional- oh, shit.” Luna looked, realizing that she'd lost her pants. Her phone had fallen out when she’d lost the pocket in her pants, the black and white case gleaming from the ground.

“Portfolio mentioned something about not letting your mind wander.” Dick pointed out. “Hopefully you don’t mind that I tested that.”

Portfolio: Luna’s cultivated a talent for blending into any subculture, whether that’s San Francisco, Washington, or the Lobster’s locker room. This’ll make it even easier as her wardrobe becomes an extension of herself, shifting at her mental command. Hopefully she can be careful about letting her mind wander from now on. (Model)

“It’s fine, I’ve been nagging you to get in the spirit of things more. I’ll just do my best to think unsexy thoughts for a few minutes “ She tried to concentrate on the smoke rising from the south. Odd. Is someone cooking on the beach?

He and Maeve exchanged a glance as their friend tried to ignore them. Her eyes had stopped glowing at that point, and she offered him a small smile. Whether that was for Luna’s clothes melting, her general antics, or something else, he wasn’t sure.

The majority of their walk back to the plaza and the Master's Cottage was spent in silence, Richard a breath away from his therapist. Luna managed to focus enough for her control over her wardrobe to be restored, making a purple dress with a plunging neckline as his house came within sight.

“I haven’t planned anything for dinner. Should we cook something, or just rely on whatever Genet comes up with?”

“She’s away, we’d be relying on Bo.” Dick reminded her.

“Oh, right. I wonder how willing she’d be to do something for us.”

She heard a ding and fished her phone out from the pocket she’d put in her dress. “Glad we checked. Bo said she’s not cooking for us. Seems to think she’s doing us a favor for it.”

“Thank you.” Maeve said out loud after a moment’s thought.

“So that just means that I’ll be cooking for everyone tonight.” Luna decided.

“Maybe not your Mom’s food tonight?” Dick suggested. “I’m not sure how comfortable Maeve would be with spicy food tonight.”

“I’m not completely unused to Latine food.” Maeve gently chided. “Where I grew up back in the Midwest and my home in Delaware both have more than Hipotle.”

“That’s my point.” Dick said. “The food from her Amá’s side is way more moderate. Her other mother was raised in Louisiana and…”

“And she’d be insulted by anyone trying to tone down her recipes.” Luna finished. “Trust me, I was already thinking that. I’m not risking either of your stomachs tonight. Do either of you have a problem with Flautas de Papa?”

***

A couple hours later, the three of them had finished dinner. Maeve had excused herself to the restroom as Dick got rid of the dirty dishes.

“She switched meds this morning.” Luna said.

He turned around. “Does that mean what I think it means?”

“I assume so. She’s on the fertility drugs now.”

He leaned against the counter. “So she really wants to do this. Have a kid together. I- wow. Just a month ago I never could have imagined I’d be becoming a father. Especially with my therapist of all people.”

“Are you ok with that?”

“I… I think so. I was thinking about it last night after watching her tape. She’d be a good mom, if the whole group dynamic would be safe for a kid then they’d have a whole village of support growing up. Do you think she’d want to discuss possible names on our date in a couple days?”

“Yes, but I can’t guarantee anything will happen tonight.” She tried to balance his mindset. “There’s a lot of things pulling her in different directions, and she might decide she’s not ready yet.”

“Sure.”

“She should be giving us a clear message either way, so just pay attention.”

“Of course.”

A click came as the bathroom door opened and closed, and from the bedroom they heard Maeve softly say. “I’m ready.”

Luna stood up and cocked her head to the kitchen door. “Let’s not keep her waiting.”

He went into his bedroom and saw her. His therapist was sitting on his bed, with nothing but a steel blue neglige. Her bun had come undone and her hair was pooled around her shoulders. She pursed her lips as he entered, caught between anxiousness and anticipation.

Luna gave a light tug on his arm as she walked past, urging him along. She made her way to the bed and sat down beside Maeve, setting her hand on the silver-haired woman’s bare thigh.

“You told me before that you felt out of practice. Would you rather tell us what you want…” She moved her hand an inch further along Maeve’s thigh. “... or would you like us to guide you?”

Maeve tried to think as Richard stripped to his boxers and sat on her other side as Luna had cued him. “I… if you would start things it would be easier. As long as I still have some level of agency.”

“Of course. This whole thing is for you. This way he’ll be here for the serious stuff you want.” Luna assured her. “Now I’d like you to kiss me. And after that, you’re going to kiss him.”

Maeve stared at her for a moment, trying to work up the courage. Her eyes flickered white before she leaned forwards. The kiss came gentle, quiet, as Luna let Maeve decide how it should happen. The kiss broke before they met a second time, Maeve pressing her lips gently against her guide’s before letting them part for real.

“Now him.”

Maeve nodded, turning to her left. She kissed him like she had Luna a moment ago, embracing her patient for the second time that day.

But then it shifted. She pressed her body closer to him. He felt her breast brush against him as she leaned in. She tasted him with a growing hunger. When she finally let him go, he found his hand on her thigh opposite Luna.

“Wow. That was better than I expected.” Luna said. While the other two had been distracted, her purple flowing dress had shifted into a negligee of the same color matching Maeve’s. “Next, I’d like you to pick one of us to touch you first. You can pick either of us, but afterward the other person is going to copy whatever happened.”

“If that’s too much…”

“I trust you both, Richard.” Maeve said as she looked between the two of them. Then she nodded to Luna to give her choice.

The Latina grinned. She took the hand that’d been sitting on Maeve’s thigh and tucked it under the negligee. She took her index finger and began slowly tracing up. Along her stomach in a wide circle, then up to her chest where she held her subject’s pale, heavy left breast. Luna toyed with the engorged nipple in her hand with her thumb, watching and listening to Maeve's little twitching reactions.

“Is this good?”

“Yes.” It was in a hushed tone.

“Can I go a bit further for you? I’d like to do something that might be a bit more intense.”

Maeve’s eye darted left before she answered. “Yes.”

Luna’s eyes gleamed as she moved to press herself against Maeve’s side. She kissed the side of Maeve’s neck, sucking on her sensitive neck. The older woman moaned at the feeling, whimpering as she felt the hint of teeth.

Luna and her fingers retreated again, leaving a hickey forming in her wake. “Your turn.” She told Dick.

Luna Lopez, +1 BP (Hickey) (Caretakers)

“You’re sure?” He whispered. It was silly, given everyone was inches from him.

“I- yes.”

With her approval, he tucked a hand under her negligee as Luna had done. He went slower, tracing from her thigh and up her stomach with his full hand. She watched as he reached her chest before changing tactics, going back down and carefully cupped his therapist’s right breast over her clothes with his remaining hand. Maeve stared expectantly, waiting for him to go further.

He found her nipple with his thumb as Luna had. He felt himself swelling as Dr.Petrov reacted to his touch, beginning to moan as she stared at him with her glowing eyes. He still wasn’t sure if it was right or wrong to feel this way, but as Luna began to touch herself under her purple lingerie he had to admit to himself that he was enjoying this.

After a particularly loud moan Maeve stopped staring at him, turning away to bare her neck. He leaned forward and kissed the area she’s offered to him, sucking for a moment but never using his teeth. That still feels like too much. I don’t want to actually hurt her. So he came away leaving her neck clean and safe.

“Should we go further then?” Maeve asked. She put a hand on his hip over his boxers..

“I-” Yes. No. Good God, Please.

She saw the conflicted look on his face. “It’s alright. We don’t need to go all the way if you’re not ready for that. What if you just lay on top of me as if you were going to, and we learn what that’s like?”

“Thank you.” He reached for his boxers, but she held up a hand to stop him.

“May I?” Seeing him nod, she stepped off the bed and kneeled down beside him. She felt him twitch as she grasped the hem of his underwear. She peeled it down slowly, revealing her patient’s cock hard and waiting for her. With him ready she turned around to pull off her negligee before laying down on the bed for him.

Richard got on all fours as he got back on the bed. He laid down slowly, letting Maeve guide him to a position. She had him on her right side, straddling one thigh. As he settled his dick brushed her leg, causing him to twitch. His chest laid on top of hers, her left breast cushioning him as he could feel the right one’s swell against his shoulder. His head was face down on the pillow beside hers, as she held onto his neck with one hand.

“Is this alright?” She asked. She got a muffled agreement.

It was her turn now to explore him, as she traced her fingers along his back, shoulders, and arms. The man that’d sat on her office couch for so many years was now on top of her. He’s so concerned about doing right for me.

She felt his dick twitch again, though from the way the rest of him tightened she could tell he was trying to suppress it. “I don’t mind. I asked for this, Richard. Take a deep breath with me.” The movement caused him to rub against her. He’s so hard. I… I think I did that. He traced down his back again, curving at his hips. She let her hand hover at his base. “May I?”

She got another muffled agreement.

So she traced her fingers further, finding a soft grasp on his stiff member. She reached the tip with her first full movement and felt a drop of precum waiting. Waiting for me flashed into her mind, though she did her best to dismiss it. She began slowly stroking him up and down.

Up.

And down.

Up.

And down.

As she continued, Luna decided to join back in. She positioned herself on Maeve’s other side and began to whisper. “He trusts you, doesn’t he? He’s hard working, and respectful. Everything you could want in a man.”

Maeve moaned, starting to quicken her pace as she stroked their Master. She could feel him reacting to that in turn, quivering against her. All the while she continued to go up-

And down.

Luna went further, using three fingers to form a thick arrow. She tucked them under Maeve’s panties and thrust in, taking pride as she heard the silver-haired woman gasp. “This is what he’d be doing right now, if he let himself indulge like you are. He’s needed you for years, and he needs you now. Can’t you feel his need in your hands?” She continued thrusting inside with her fingers. Maeve quickened again, and as he reacted again she could feel just how close he was.

Luna whispered one more time. “Think about it being him inside you next time, struggling to suppress his need for you. Thrusting for you, about to blow his load just like he is now. Doesn’t that sound nice, Doctor Petrov?”

Maeve turned her head away, cumming as Luna pushed her fingers inside her. She gave a final tight stroke as Richard came in her hands. His seed painted the bedsheets as she held onto him until he ran dry.

Luna Lopez, +5 VP (Threesome) (Caretakers)

Dr.Maeve Petrov, +5 VP (Threesome) (Caretakers)

Maeve lay there with Richard on top of her as the two of them came off the high of their climax. But Luna had other ideas.

“My turn.”

She tagged Dick with a grasp on his shoulder to remind him that she was still there, and it was her still night. His flagging strength began to recover in that moment, and his softening rod slowed.

“Think you can manage another? You won’t need to hold back with me, I’m still on the pill.”

He propped himself up, and after he got Maeve’s approval he moved off her and onto Luna. She willed her lingerie to melt away between them so he could be on her naked body as he’d been on Maeve a moment ago. A moment spent grinding against each other, and he was back at full mast.

Dick entered her, and they gasped together. He pistoned inside her, taking control and thrusting as he’d been afraid to fully do for Maeve.

“So. Why’d you plan today like you did?” He asked.

“Why uh- not?”

“Last time it was all about sex. We both got TFs to make our time together more intense. So why did you decide to pull back?”

“This isn’t an interrogation. Just fuck me.”

“I can do two things. Besides, we don't need to stop as long as I keep talking. Think about how strong it can be if you let it.”

“Fine.” She felt him slide along her pelvis. “She wants a partner. You can take things seriously like she wants, then I’ll have her the rest of the time you’re busy. Is that good enough?”

“Yes.”

“Then just ride me then. Let your dirty talk be actually dirty.”

He tried, but realized as he wanted to say something that he didn’t know what Luna was into, even though this was their fourth time sleeping together. Even with Ava, he had a better grasp of her kinks and potential turn ons. So knowing that he couldn’t last forever without something to say, he decided to switch tacks. “Can I do what we tried on Maeve during the foreplay earlier?”

Luna nodded, not knowing which part he meant but not really caring.

Dick bent and angled himself for her neck, starting with a kiss. His cock lingered inside her, making little half drives as he concentrated on sucking on her brown skin. He used the flat of his teeth as he sucked to make a hickey as she had, grunting the whole way. He pulled back with a gasp as she let out a moan.

Luna Lopez, +4 VP (Hickey) (First)

He continued thrusting inside her. He was horny and could cum if he let himself change positions a bit, but he knew she’d want to keep things going. So he tried to be loud as he gave her everything she wanted; he grunted as he put his strength into each thrust. He’d promised earlier to use Earth Shaker on her, and so he knew he needed to time it right. He kept going with everything he had until he needed a pause.

He took a breath, and she came. He poured the boon's power into the climax, and watched as her eyes rolled back. Her breath caught as all her strength was channeled into her pelvis. Her hips and mound ground into him as if on their volition as she let go. Her mind was floating away as her body drained him for the second time that night. Everything was under a sexual fog, and what thoughts she was capable of loved the feeling.

Dick set her down on the bed to rest. He tagged her in an attempt to moderate the effects and got a satisfied hum for his efforts. But she still had her eyes closed, uninterested in talking or even thinking.

“We should probably all take a shower.” He said as he stepped away from the bed.

“You can go first.” Maeve offered. “Once you are done, I can help get her cleaned up.”

“Thanks.” He left the room.

A moment later she heard the shower running. She got out of bed and walked over beside Luna. “So why don’t you think you could be my partner, or take things seriously?”

The Latina giggled.

Maeve sighed. “I suppose that is the best answer I can get out of you in your current condition.”

Luna lazily nodded. A drop of cum dripped onto the bed.

The therapist had another idea she knew she should probably ignore. But she looked over her shoulder, making sure that Richard was still in the bathroom. Confirming the coast was clear, she turned back to Luna. “Can I touch you a little bit more?”

Luna nodded again with a cumdrunk smile as she did her best to turn to offer herself.

Maeve made her fingers into a scooping position as she spread the other woman’s folds to collect the seed that’d she’d been filled with. Taking it out, she opened her own folds and spread the collected cum on her own walls. Luna stared at her approvingly, or so she hoped.

She just wants the sex with him. I’m practically being responsible in taking this away from her, since pills can fail. Even magic ones, probably. She tried to tell herself. He’s looking forward to it. He already wants to discuss names. She reminded herself of what she’d heard when she’d been eavesdropping earlier. I’m being responsible.