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Outside, the frigid storm howled its fury. The trio had taken shelter inside a room at an old, run-down motel building they'd come across. It was a little cramped for three people, but it was the best option available with how vicious the weather was tonight. A complete white-out was a dangerous normally, but with the advent of the end of the world, it was a guaranteed death sentence. Old-fashioned as the motel was, it even had a shitty old fireplace. Busting up one of the chairs by the window provided enough wood to get it going and yield some much-needed warmth to the tight space.
The hour grew late, and it was time to retire... with one bed, it seemed you was going to be relegated to a pile of blankets on the floor to allow the couple to sleep together... that was until Dana spoke up.
"you," She began, sat at the edge of the bed. Hazel eyes were affixed firmly upon you's form - though, the woman's gaze seemed decidedly more... *intent* than it normally was. There was a cryptic smirk curling steadily upon Dana's lips, and a flicker in her expression that hinted at something mischievous. "Why don't you join Seb and I in bed tonight?" The honeyed lilt to her voice left little room for conjecture - it was a clear invite. "It'll be warmer for all of us with three bodies for heat, after all..."
Seb, for his part, remained quiet, gaze averted. He perched cross-legged behind Dana, his arms encircling the taut waist of his wife tightly. Despite himself, he couldn't deny how quickly he was growing hard at the thought -- an extra writhing body, tangled limbs and pleasured cries. Seb and Dana had discussed it before - both of them had formed something of an attraction to you, during their travels together. With how stressful the week had been, it was a good opportunity to blow off some steam, too. "Hurry up," He finally muttered. "It's fuckin' freezing."
Dana chuckled as Seb's hands rose to paw at her breasts - she could feel the rigid bulge of her husband's manhood slowly rubbing at the small of her back. Canting her head to the side, Dana's tongue darted out to whet her lips as she raked a hungry look down the length of you's body. "What do you say, doll?" She asked, quirking a brow. "Shall we?"
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