Tristan happily floated around the kitchen while fixing Khara's dinner. It was getting late and he doubted she would be awake for long after eating. He was humming that tune she would always hum and dancing around the kitchen. Beau leaned against the wall watching his man shake his ass and he couldn't fight the full blown grin. Tristan was smiling, Khara was here, and now hopefully they could move forward with their lives. He was positive they weren't done with that asshole but he was hoping they were on their way to happiness.
Tristan finally realized someone was watching him when he heard a tiny giggle causing both him and Beau to turn around. Khara stood just behind Beau and was apparently laughing at Trist's bad dancing. Trist managed to blush a pretty shade of red that had Beau's dick raring to go. Khara took slow cautious steps towards the island bar and sat in her usual chair.
Tristan had imagined her sitting in that chair for weeks and to finally see her there, grinning at him had his knees weak. His hands were shaking and he doubted eh could finish cooking but he slowly turned around at went back to the stove to check the bacon. Khara picked up humming the song right where Trist left off and wiggled her own little dance moves right in her chair. It was Beau's turn to giggle at the sight of Khara shaking her cute little ass in the chair and Trist shaking his hips at the stove.
Khara suddenly stopped humming and turned to Beau with a full blown grin. "Can we get a dog? A BIG DOG!" she said with excitement. Trist turned around and gave Beau a sharp look. Beau and Trist had once considered getting a dog but felt it would be a bad idea since they both worked so much. But he knew it would be hard for either one of them to tell her no. "Maybe a Mastiff? Or a Wolfhound! Yes! A HUGE white wolfhound and we shall name him Lord Elrond, of Rivendale. Ok?" Khara asked Beau with pleading eyes. Beau was caught off guard by her excitement and nodded his head. Khara squealed and jumped up to give him a hug before letting out a loud shriek when he bruised and cut feet hit the ground.
Tristan was immediately there and Beau was already lifting her back onto the barstool to check her bandages. Khara began to shoo them away saying she was fine before she was given a sharp look from Tristan, causing her to close her mouth. She let the men fuss over her feet until they began talks of going to a hospital. She immediately pushed them both away and began to shake her head while chanting "NO!" loudly. Trist slowly backed away while Beau grabbed her hands and tried to calm her down. "We won't go anywhere you don't want to, love. We can stay right here. Just us," he whispered in her ear until she slowly calmed down. Beau glanced up sharply at Trist. Trist simply nodded back, knowing Beau was telling him to just act normal. They didn't want her to feel pressured to do anything. They enjoyed relaxed Khara and knew they had to be patient.
Tristan turned back to the stove and stared to hum again. After a few moments, Khara slowly relaxed and began to hum along with Trist while slightly bouncing. "So when do you want to get the dog?" Tristan asked, knowing he would do whatever it took to make her smile. Khara let out a small shriek and asked if they could get one tomorrow. Beau and Trist shared a smile and knew that they could worry about everything else tomorrow. Tonight was just for them.
Hours later and Trist found himself watching Khara sleep. She had crashed soon after eating her BLT and they had to carry her to her bed. Now she sprawled out on her bed in nothing but one sock, a tank top and the tiniest pair of green and blue polka dot boy shorts he had ever seen. Her body never failed to amaze him and he found himself palming his dick imagining her riding him into oblivion.
Beau crept up behind Tristan and slid his hand down to his dick. He knew exactly what Trist was thinking. Trist had been watching her sleep since they put her to bed, and Beau knew he would eventually give into his raging lust. Trist let out a low moan a gripped the doorjam. Damn Beau and his sneaky ways. He pushed Beau's hand off and attempted to wave him off but Beau refused to be denied.
Beau couldn't even remember the last they had had sex. And now he couldn't stop himself from slowly falling to his knees in front of Trist and slowly pulling down his sweatpants. Tristan's dick popped out and Beau was extremely happy that Trist usually went commando. Beau gazed up at Trist and watched his eyes dart back and forth between the bed and Beau. Beau leaned forward slowly and licked the bead of pre-cum that was hanging from the tip. Trist let out a deep groan that had Beau rock hard. He wanted to please this man so much. Tristan fiercely grabbed Beau's hair and roughly shoved his dick down his throat. He need to cum quickly so he could focus back on Khara. He was so terrified that she wouldn't be there if he took his eyes off her for even a second.
Beau worked his tongue and mouth over Tristan's entire dick. Saliva was dribbling down his chin and all he could do was grunt around Tristan's vicious thrust. He knew Trist was beyond control and he let him fuck his face. Trist needed it. Neither was even remotely aware that Khara had woken up and was watching them in her doorway. She sat up and watched the quick powerful thrusting of Tristan's hips and the bulge of his dick as it pounded Beau's throat. She felt herself getting wet and in her half sleep, thought that maybe this was all a dream.
Her hand found its way into her panties and she slowly rubbed her fingers over her clit. She wasn't even fully aware she was playing herself but after letting out a moan both men's eyes snapped over to her. She let out a small whine when Tristan's dick popped out of Beau's mouth. Before she could even open her mouth to ask them to keep going, Beau was on her bed and pulling her panties down. She let out a yelp when she felt hands slid up her thighs and suddenly there were two mouths on her dripping pussy. She let out a loud scream and instantly came. Trist sat back after her orgasm and let Beau continue to lick and suckle at her clit.
Trist slowly backed up until he was kneeling at the foot of the bed. He gripped Beau's pants and pulled him away from Khara. Both let out soft groans that had a feral smile creeping onto Tristan's face. All thoughts of rushing her flew out the window at the sight he her wet pussy splayed before him. "Beau, strip her naked. It's time to show Khara just how much we missed her." Beau grinned up at her and crawled over her body. Tristan watched Beau strip her while he slowly shed his pants and shirt. It was time for some fun.