You tie up Rafe's hands behind his back. "Color?" you ask him.

"Green."

"Alright," you smile happily, "On your knees then."

He looks at Topper while he does. Oh how the tables have turned. Normally Topper submits to the two of you.

"Eyes on Rafe," you order and Topper obeys automatically, not able to look anywhere else but at this beautiful man right in front of him.

"What's your color?" Top asks and you nearly stop because this is huge. Topper has never asked for Rafe's color before. Your natural order was you on top, then Rafe as a switch, then Topper at the bottom. These roles have never been reversed before. You try not to show how nervous you suddenly are to see Rafe’s reaction because power was important to him.

Rafe sucks Topper's dick and lets go with a pop. "Green," he answers, and gets back to work. So there's that question answered.

You stand behind Topper, let your hands move all over his torso. His sides, his chest, his abs. When you start playing with his nipples, he moans loudly and lets his head fall back. "Eyes on Rafe, Top," you remind him and take a step sideways to stand beside him. "Watch him suck you off." You both look down at Rafe, his lips wrapped around Topper's cock, his eyes open and mischievous, his gaze fixed on Topper's face. You love it because you know that by the end of this he will look all teary eyed, tired or fucked out. Maybe even all three of the above. "It's so hot, isn't it?" You rile up Topper further.

"Yes," Topper murmurs in awe, enjoying every second of it.

"Tell Rafe what a good job he is doing," you order before you crouch down next to Rafe, grabbing his dick firmly. He is nearly as hard as Topper is, clearly turned on by what he is doing to your boyfriend.

He moans around Topper's cock when you start stroking his and you swear, Topper nearly comes from this.

"Tell him, Topper!" You demand impatiently when Topper does not start talking.

"He's so good at it," Topper chokes out. You nearly start to laugh. It is so endearing how Topper just loses it as soon as one of you starts touching him.

"Don't tell me, Top, tell him," you order again.

You figure, Rafe does something with his tongue because all Topper can do is stand there, mouth open, breathing hard, trying not to come just yet. You decide that this is not working.

"Is he fucking you just right?" You ask Topper, continuing to work Rafe's dick, hot and heavy in your hand.

"Yes, he is," Topper says with a whimper.

"Look at him, how beautiful he is on his knees, just for you. Sucking you off just right. Making you feel good." Rafe pulls off Topper's dick just to swallow him down in one go the very next second.

Topper's breath hitches and a tiny whimper escapes his lips.

"Yeah," his voice is not more than a sigh. You decide it's enough for now.

You let go of Rafe's dick and stand up. "You're close, mh?" You ask Topper and he nods eagerly. "You want to come?"

"Yeah," he sighs again.

"Too bad you're not allowed just yet," You say quietly, "It's my turn first."

With your words, Rafe stops sucking and Topper lets out a high pitched whine. "Why don't you work up, Rafe?" You whisper in Topper's ear, "Tease him all you want, edge him, while he eats me out. Make him pay for teasing you this morning?" It's as if a light went on in Topper's eyes. You smirk at him while you take his place, standing right in front of Rafe. "You can even touch yourself, Top," you say louder so that Rafe also hears it, "But none of you is allowed to come just yet!"

Then you let your eyes fall on Rafe. "Hello sweet boy," you say teasingly, cupping his face. Now that you get to look at him up close, you notice that he is more worked up than you thought. His lips are all red and puffy, his breathing is ragged and he is sweating from working Topper's dick so hard.

The mischief is still evident in his eyes though. "Hello sweet girl," he says back, his voice so husky that you're sure you could come just from listening to him.

"What's your colour?" - "Green."

"Good," you smile softly, "You're up for round two?"

"Always," he answers.

“I think boys should eat pussy on their knees a little more often,” you say with a shiteating grin.

He has his tongue out before your pussy is even close enough for him to touch. So eager, so good. He eats you out so good that he has you moaning in no time. You have your hands tangled in his hair, guiding his head a little but really, he is doing all the work. He knows exactly what he is doing, knows exactly what you like.

"Untie his hands, Top," you order because you need to have Rafe's fingers in you right now.

"Finger me, Rafe," you order as soon as Rafe's hands are free and Rafe happily complies.

"You're doing so good," you praise him, "Eating me out so well while Topper is jerking you off."

Rafe breaks off, trying to catch his breath. "Uh, Top, stop," he groans, breathing heavily.

"No," you order strictly. "Top, keep him on that edge. Teases get teased, Rafe!"

Rafe breathes out, trying really hard not to come. He scoffs, "You tease us all the time. Why does this rule not apply to you?"

"That's not how this relationship works!" You grin but you're also very impatient, "Get back to eating me out, make me come," you demand.

It doesn't take you long to come after that.

Deciding that Rafe neither needs nor deserves a break, you make Topper fuck his face right after you step away from his mouth. Holding Rafe's head steady while he takes Topper's cock, you realise that you wouldn't even have to do that. Rafe takes everything like the pro he is. Again, it's filthy as hell, but your heart swells at that thought. He wants to make you feel good, he wants to please the two of you and he does so with an ease that is unique to Rafe.

After Topper comes, you let Rafe lay down on your bed and suck him off. "You're allowed to come whenever you want. It's your choice how long you get to have this," You go all in, mercilessly, and it does not even take two whole minutes to make him come.

"Noooo," he whines and pants through his orgasm while you swallow around him before you pull off. "Fuck, I wanted to enjoy this." His voice is so hoarse from all the face fucking you hardly understand him.