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FIC: Dinner with the Girls (LOTR_RPS/Het)
Title: Dinner with the Girls
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: Femmeslash and het.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not know these people and make NO claims that any of this happened.
Warnings: No.
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Miranda Otto/Cate Blanchett/Karl Urban, Cate/Miranda
Archive: OEAM
Author’s Note: For Miranda.
Spoilers: Nope
Summary: The three have *dinner*.
~~~
DINNER WITH THE GIRLS
Miranda and Cate got together whenever they could. What with spouses and Cate having children, it was a little difficult. It was always worth it, though. Miranda seemed to know exactly what would push Cate’s buttons on any given day.
Like today. She had a beautiful silver vibrator with fresh batteries sliding in and out of Cate as she lapped at Cate’s sensitive little clitoris. Cate moaned, “yesyesyesyes…” over and over as her husky voice got even deeper.
Miranda didn’t allow her any mercy until she was a breathless heap on the bed. Cate lay on her back, one hand carelessly running patterns on Miranda’s stomach.
“Did you ever get a chance to … fuck sweet Karl?”
Miranda laughed. Ladylike Cate was always right to the point.
“Nope. Why?”
“He’s in town. And he’s alone.” Cate grinned at her. “And he’d love to see us.”
Miranda raised her head and looked at Cate. “God, you told him!”
“Well, he asked me.” Cate did not manage to look at all innocent.
“He just called you up and said, ‘Oh by the way, were you and Miranda shagging while we filmed LOTR?’”
“Well, I was sitting on him and he asked me to tell him how it felt to make love to someone of my own sex. I tried to look innocent and he said, ‘like Miranda…was she wild?’”
Miranda had taken the hand that kept teasing her and brought up to her lips. She could smell her own scent as she kissed the palm. She was becoming aroused just thinking about Cate riding him, his hands reaching up and cupping those lovely breasts, his cock filling that sweet, wet passage that she had been tasting only a few moments before. She moved closer, laying her head on Cate’s shoulder and reaching out to touch a tempting breast.
“And what did you tell him?” Miranda moved her head to suck the nipple she had been circling with her index finger.
“I told him you tasted sweeter than the most gourmet of honeys.” Cate ran her hands through Miranda’s hair, watching her tongue dart out to tease her as she raised her head and grinned at her.
“Is he big?”
Cate grinned and gasped as Miranda wickedly dipped her head and tugged at the wet, bothered little nipple with her teeth. “Yes… he’s very nicely… made.”
“So did you invite him to join us?”
Cate slid her hand down her own belly, slipping two fingers into the wet folds, rubbing and circling. She moaned. “I told him I would ask you.”
“Tell me more…” Miranda wrapped her legs around Cate’s thigh, riding it as Cate began to talk between gasps and moans herself.
“I told him about how my crush and how we got together. And I told him how you make the most wonderful little sound when I wiggle my fingers inside you.”
“What did he say?”
“He came … I was riding him hard.”
They stopped talking as Cate brought herself to a loud orgasm. She pushed Miranda onto her back and moved between her legs. Miranda forgot all about Karl as Cate lapped up her sweet honey again.
**
Neither woman forgot about Karl entirely.
And Karl certainly hadn’t forgotten.
About a month after Cate and Miranda’s little talk, they were all three in the same town again at the same time. The town was Los Angeles and each of them was there without their mates. Cate was there for an awards show while Karl and Miranda were working on separate movies.
Karl actually ran into Miranda first. They were staying in the same hotel and didn’t even know it. They met in the elevator. She was dressed in jeans and a shirt with dark sunglasses. She had worked late and was tired. She wanted a bath, dinner and then to go to bed.
“Miranda? Is that you?”
She flipped up her glasses and before her stood Karl Urban in all his glory. She just smiled that sweep impish smile that had him staring at her several years before when they filmed LOTR. And watched him melt.
“Seen Cate? She’s in town.” Miranda smiled. She could see his brain connecting the dots.
“We should have dinner.”
“Yes.” She let it hang, making sure he understood that she meant more than just dinner. “I’ll call Cate.”
“Call me when you two decide?” He wanted to kiss her or something but he was too shy to do so. Something about her made him feel like a schoolboy. He never had that problem with Cate. But then Cate had just walked up and announced to him he was to come to her trailer at a certain time and walked away.
Miranda called him that evening.
“Dinner at eight. Cate’s suite.”
He hadn’t known Cate was here at this hotel too. Miranda gave him the room number and hung up.
Karl was actually nervous. Cate had told him about she and Miranda and at first, he hadn’t believed her but he did now. His cock was really anxious for him to find out for sure.
He showered and changed clothes twice. Fuck, those two made him nervous. Sure, he’d been with a couple of girls a few times but not *these* two women! He looked for the paper with the room number but he couldn’t find it. It took him fifteen minutes to figure out he had stuck in his jeans pocket and when he found them, there was the little slip of paper. He had not even looked at it.
Miranda had scrawled:
// Room 647. Come hungry, really hungry.//
He actually moaned out loud.
With one more look in the mirror, he was gone.
Cate answered the door, dressed in what she was born in. Karl stared. Her wicked smile told him that he was not the first one there as a naked Miranda walked up behind Cate and grinned over the taller woman’s shoulder.
“Come in, Karl. It has been too long. Far too long.”
He felt like *he* was the main course as he entered the room and Cate circled behind him on the left while Miranda circled to his right. He turned around to see them embrace while they both still looked at him.
“We’re glad you could join us.”
Karl turned pink and smiled rather weakly. This was really going to happen.
Miranda held her hand out to him.
He had never almost come at the sound of his zipper before but he did this time as Miranda slipped it down. His boxers already had a damp spot. She licked it and smiled up and him.
“Excited, are you?” A nod was the best he could do.
He had no idea they were so strong but the next thing he knew he was flat on his back and the remainder of his clothing was being thrown in various directions. Miranda kissed him.
Oh, so sweet! She parted her lips for his tongue then met it with her own as his tongue entered her mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. They flew open seconds later as another mouth slid down onto his erection. Cate was world class at it and he worried that he would be done too soon if she kept it up.
But he didn’t want her to stop when she did.
“Please!” he yelped when she raised her head.
“Be patience, little horse lord,” Miranda chided him. “We have all night… we don’t want to drink all of our ale at once.”
Cate burst out laughing. “God, Mir, that was awful!”
Miranda laughed too… then she kissed Cate right over Karl’s head. He reached up and pulled them down so he could join in the kiss. His tongue reached out to theirs. He groaned again when they parted but was soon caught up in their next torture. They lay on either side of him and began to kiss his body in tandem. A mouth suckled each earlobe then wandered down his neck. He reached a hand down to touch himself, but was stopped by two hands that grabbed his and held it.
He had to wonder if they’d sat and planned just exactly how they were going to kill him with sex. As they each took a nipple to tease, he was sure they had. He just hoped there was enough of him left to find.
The moved on down and licked him like a big lollipop.
That’s it, he thought. I’m dead. No way this can be real.
“Do I get to play or am I just a prisoner of love?”
Miranda sat up and started giggling. “You are worse than I am! Talk about bad!”
He pulled her up against him, kissing her again. He had longed to hold her and do just this for a long time. Cate looked up from where she had continued to lick and smiled, and then she moved around the bed and behind Miranda.
Karl rolled onto his side and began to kiss the smaller woman’s body, lingering on her pert little breasts. He loved the sound she made as he flicked his tongue across a hardened little nipple. He loved her taste, her smell… so sweet. Cate’s hand snaked around from behind and slipped down to the part of Miranda’s thighs.
She whimpered when Cate’s fingers found her tiny pleasure center. Karl sucked hard, spurred by her whimpers and moans as he and Cate pleasured her. She raised her top leg to give Cate better access and Karl’s hand slipped down to join Cate’s. He slipped a long finger inside of her, joining one of Cate’s that was already there.
“Fuck!”
He moved back up and sucked on her tongue as he felt her ride his and Cate’s hands.
“Mmmm.” He didn’t even realize he was making a sound until he felt her shudder around his fingers. God… she was so hot.
Cate was murmuring, “That’s it, my little pussycat, come for us… make the big boy crazy with your moans.”
They held her so tight that she couldn’t move much but that didn’t stop her from trying. She writhed in ecstasy in their firm hold. Karl wanted to fuck her now… badly. He pulled her on top of him.
“I need …”
Miranda reached down and guided him into her. She was slick from her own orgasm and he slid easily in and out of her tight heat as he moved her up and down, gripping her waist.
Cate lay back and began to touch herself as she watched them. Karl glanced at her but quickly brought his eyes back to Miranda. Both of them looked when they heard the hum of a battery motor. Cate grinned as she slipped the same silver toy inside that Miranda had fucked her with several weeks before.
She moved onto her side and slipped closer to Karl, close enough that he could suckle at her breast as she slid the plastic vibrator in and out.
The three of them were moving together.
“Now… god… oh…” Then he was quiet except for his harsh breathing as he stiffened. Miranda watched his eyes rolled up into his head for just a second then a sweet wave washed over her at the same time Cate gasped and keened like an Irish mourner.
*
Karl held them both in his arms. The two of them had proved more than he could handle as he finally settled for watching them with each other early this morning. He smiled tiredly as they woke, one then the other.
“So when are we going to have dinner together again?” He asked.
~end~
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: Femmeslash and het.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not know these people and make NO claims that any of this happened.
Warnings: No.
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Miranda Otto/Cate Blanchett/Karl Urban, Cate/Miranda
Archive: OEAM
Author’s Note: For Miranda.
Spoilers: Nope
Summary: The three have *dinner*.
~~~
DINNER WITH THE GIRLS
Miranda and Cate got together whenever they could. What with spouses and Cate having children, it was a little difficult. It was always worth it, though. Miranda seemed to know exactly what would push Cate’s buttons on any given day.
Like today. She had a beautiful silver vibrator with fresh batteries sliding in and out of Cate as she lapped at Cate’s sensitive little clitoris. Cate moaned, “yesyesyesyes…” over and over as her husky voice got even deeper.
Miranda didn’t allow her any mercy until she was a breathless heap on the bed. Cate lay on her back, one hand carelessly running patterns on Miranda’s stomach.
“Did you ever get a chance to … fuck sweet Karl?”
Miranda laughed. Ladylike Cate was always right to the point.
“Nope. Why?”
“He’s in town. And he’s alone.” Cate grinned at her. “And he’d love to see us.”
Miranda raised her head and looked at Cate. “God, you told him!”
“Well, he asked me.” Cate did not manage to look at all innocent.
“He just called you up and said, ‘Oh by the way, were you and Miranda shagging while we filmed LOTR?’”
“Well, I was sitting on him and he asked me to tell him how it felt to make love to someone of my own sex. I tried to look innocent and he said, ‘like Miranda…was she wild?’”
Miranda had taken the hand that kept teasing her and brought up to her lips. She could smell her own scent as she kissed the palm. She was becoming aroused just thinking about Cate riding him, his hands reaching up and cupping those lovely breasts, his cock filling that sweet, wet passage that she had been tasting only a few moments before. She moved closer, laying her head on Cate’s shoulder and reaching out to touch a tempting breast.
“And what did you tell him?” Miranda moved her head to suck the nipple she had been circling with her index finger.
“I told him you tasted sweeter than the most gourmet of honeys.” Cate ran her hands through Miranda’s hair, watching her tongue dart out to tease her as she raised her head and grinned at her.
“Is he big?”
Cate grinned and gasped as Miranda wickedly dipped her head and tugged at the wet, bothered little nipple with her teeth. “Yes… he’s very nicely… made.”
“So did you invite him to join us?”
Cate slid her hand down her own belly, slipping two fingers into the wet folds, rubbing and circling. She moaned. “I told him I would ask you.”
“Tell me more…” Miranda wrapped her legs around Cate’s thigh, riding it as Cate began to talk between gasps and moans herself.
“I told him about how my crush and how we got together. And I told him how you make the most wonderful little sound when I wiggle my fingers inside you.”
“What did he say?”
“He came … I was riding him hard.”
They stopped talking as Cate brought herself to a loud orgasm. She pushed Miranda onto her back and moved between her legs. Miranda forgot all about Karl as Cate lapped up her sweet honey again.
**
Neither woman forgot about Karl entirely.
And Karl certainly hadn’t forgotten.
About a month after Cate and Miranda’s little talk, they were all three in the same town again at the same time. The town was Los Angeles and each of them was there without their mates. Cate was there for an awards show while Karl and Miranda were working on separate movies.
Karl actually ran into Miranda first. They were staying in the same hotel and didn’t even know it. They met in the elevator. She was dressed in jeans and a shirt with dark sunglasses. She had worked late and was tired. She wanted a bath, dinner and then to go to bed.
“Miranda? Is that you?”
She flipped up her glasses and before her stood Karl Urban in all his glory. She just smiled that sweep impish smile that had him staring at her several years before when they filmed LOTR. And watched him melt.
“Seen Cate? She’s in town.” Miranda smiled. She could see his brain connecting the dots.
“We should have dinner.”
“Yes.” She let it hang, making sure he understood that she meant more than just dinner. “I’ll call Cate.”
“Call me when you two decide?” He wanted to kiss her or something but he was too shy to do so. Something about her made him feel like a schoolboy. He never had that problem with Cate. But then Cate had just walked up and announced to him he was to come to her trailer at a certain time and walked away.
Miranda called him that evening.
“Dinner at eight. Cate’s suite.”
He hadn’t known Cate was here at this hotel too. Miranda gave him the room number and hung up.
Karl was actually nervous. Cate had told him about she and Miranda and at first, he hadn’t believed her but he did now. His cock was really anxious for him to find out for sure.
He showered and changed clothes twice. Fuck, those two made him nervous. Sure, he’d been with a couple of girls a few times but not *these* two women! He looked for the paper with the room number but he couldn’t find it. It took him fifteen minutes to figure out he had stuck in his jeans pocket and when he found them, there was the little slip of paper. He had not even looked at it.
Miranda had scrawled:
// Room 647. Come hungry, really hungry.//
He actually moaned out loud.
With one more look in the mirror, he was gone.
Cate answered the door, dressed in what she was born in. Karl stared. Her wicked smile told him that he was not the first one there as a naked Miranda walked up behind Cate and grinned over the taller woman’s shoulder.
“Come in, Karl. It has been too long. Far too long.”
He felt like *he* was the main course as he entered the room and Cate circled behind him on the left while Miranda circled to his right. He turned around to see them embrace while they both still looked at him.
“We’re glad you could join us.”
Karl turned pink and smiled rather weakly. This was really going to happen.
Miranda held her hand out to him.
He had never almost come at the sound of his zipper before but he did this time as Miranda slipped it down. His boxers already had a damp spot. She licked it and smiled up and him.
“Excited, are you?” A nod was the best he could do.
He had no idea they were so strong but the next thing he knew he was flat on his back and the remainder of his clothing was being thrown in various directions. Miranda kissed him.
Oh, so sweet! She parted her lips for his tongue then met it with her own as his tongue entered her mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. They flew open seconds later as another mouth slid down onto his erection. Cate was world class at it and he worried that he would be done too soon if she kept it up.
But he didn’t want her to stop when she did.
“Please!” he yelped when she raised her head.
“Be patience, little horse lord,” Miranda chided him. “We have all night… we don’t want to drink all of our ale at once.”
Cate burst out laughing. “God, Mir, that was awful!”
Miranda laughed too… then she kissed Cate right over Karl’s head. He reached up and pulled them down so he could join in the kiss. His tongue reached out to theirs. He groaned again when they parted but was soon caught up in their next torture. They lay on either side of him and began to kiss his body in tandem. A mouth suckled each earlobe then wandered down his neck. He reached a hand down to touch himself, but was stopped by two hands that grabbed his and held it.
He had to wonder if they’d sat and planned just exactly how they were going to kill him with sex. As they each took a nipple to tease, he was sure they had. He just hoped there was enough of him left to find.
The moved on down and licked him like a big lollipop.
That’s it, he thought. I’m dead. No way this can be real.
“Do I get to play or am I just a prisoner of love?”
Miranda sat up and started giggling. “You are worse than I am! Talk about bad!”
He pulled her up against him, kissing her again. He had longed to hold her and do just this for a long time. Cate looked up from where she had continued to lick and smiled, and then she moved around the bed and behind Miranda.
Karl rolled onto his side and began to kiss the smaller woman’s body, lingering on her pert little breasts. He loved the sound she made as he flicked his tongue across a hardened little nipple. He loved her taste, her smell… so sweet. Cate’s hand snaked around from behind and slipped down to the part of Miranda’s thighs.
She whimpered when Cate’s fingers found her tiny pleasure center. Karl sucked hard, spurred by her whimpers and moans as he and Cate pleasured her. She raised her top leg to give Cate better access and Karl’s hand slipped down to join Cate’s. He slipped a long finger inside of her, joining one of Cate’s that was already there.
“Fuck!”
He moved back up and sucked on her tongue as he felt her ride his and Cate’s hands.
“Mmmm.” He didn’t even realize he was making a sound until he felt her shudder around his fingers. God… she was so hot.
Cate was murmuring, “That’s it, my little pussycat, come for us… make the big boy crazy with your moans.”
They held her so tight that she couldn’t move much but that didn’t stop her from trying. She writhed in ecstasy in their firm hold. Karl wanted to fuck her now… badly. He pulled her on top of him.
“I need …”
Miranda reached down and guided him into her. She was slick from her own orgasm and he slid easily in and out of her tight heat as he moved her up and down, gripping her waist.
Cate lay back and began to touch herself as she watched them. Karl glanced at her but quickly brought his eyes back to Miranda. Both of them looked when they heard the hum of a battery motor. Cate grinned as she slipped the same silver toy inside that Miranda had fucked her with several weeks before.
She moved onto her side and slipped closer to Karl, close enough that he could suckle at her breast as she slid the plastic vibrator in and out.
The three of them were moving together.
“Now… god… oh…” Then he was quiet except for his harsh breathing as he stiffened. Miranda watched his eyes rolled up into his head for just a second then a sweet wave washed over her at the same time Cate gasped and keened like an Irish mourner.
*
Karl held them both in his arms. The two of them had proved more than he could handle as he finally settled for watching them with each other early this morning. He smiled tiredly as they woke, one then the other.
“So when are we going to have dinner together again?” He asked.
~end~