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When Stede suggested playing this little game, Ed had his doubts. But now that he’s buried deep in Izzy’s ass with Stede filling up Izzy’s mouth and both of them using Izzy’s back as a card table, he has to admit that it is a great idea. Izzy is on all fours on their floor, doing everything he can to hold still and not interrupt their game. But he’s allowed to use all his other talents to try to distract them and see if he can make one or both of them come. The winner is the one who holds on the longest. The card game itself is one that Ed has never heard of before, but the rules are easy enough. He and Stede lay down one card at a time as fast as they can. When a Jack, a double, or a sandwich of cards in a row turns up, they slap at the cards to claim them. Whoever has the most cards at the end wins. And then they start again. The game is fast and furious and they laugh through it because every time their hands slap against Izzy’s back, Izzy jerks and moans, sending the cards flying. “Ha! Got you!” Stede says, slapping at the pile of cards just half a second before Ed. Izzy jerks and the free cards go sliding. Then Stede moans. “Fuck, Izzy…”Ed grins and licks his teeth. “Yeah, mate. I don’t know how you’re going to survive this. Izzy’s mouth is a thing of perfection, as you know.”Izzy looks up at him from his position on the floor, growling a little in his throat. Stede reaches out and caresses Izzy’s hair, soothing him. “Yes, my dear. But how you are keeping from fucking that glorious, tight hole of his, I will never know,” Stede comments. “He’s so good. Aren’t you, love? Such a good boy for us.” Groaning, Izzy lets out a frustrated breath through his nose. His back is tender from being slapped, neither captain having removed their rings for this particular game. He’s going to be bruised up and down his spine with it. The pain is both nothing and everything, combined with the absolute pleasure of being so full and at both captain’s mercy. His cock is hard and leaking, dripping on the floor between his knees. He’s desperate to put a hand on himself, but Stede and Ed just keep going, giggling over him and slapping his back. He wishes he could see their faces, see if anything he is doing is affecting them. And he’s lost all track of time. He has no idea how long they’ve been at this, though it really doesn’t matter. Izzy knows he’d put his body through anything to make them happy.Ed is flushed, his cock is rock hard inside Izzy. Every time Izzy jerks, he clenches around him so tight and perfect. It’s taking every ounce of his considerable control to focus on the game and not on all that tight heat. Not on the way that Izzy moans and growls around Stede’s cock. Not on the way that Izzy’s back has a light sheen of sweat on it, making the cards start to stick to him. The color is high on Stede’s cheeks, too, a flush working down his neck to his chest.Stede’s hand trembles as he tries to focus on the cards while Izzy’s mouth slowly drives him insane. He’s losing his concentration, but his inherent competitive nature won’t allow him to give in or stop trying. Izzy licks at the head of his cock and tongues at the slit, and his hips jerk into the sensation against his will. Stede groans and he misses slapping his hand down on a Jack entirely. Ed gives him a triumphant grin over Izzy, but a second later his mouth drops open and his eyes screw shut. He clenches the hand not holding the cards on Izzy’s hip, but somehow he holds on.“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ed chants as he breathes in and out to get himself under control. “God, I want to fuck him.”Stede pants as Izzy hollows his cheeks and sucks hard on him. He grips Izzy’s hair in his free hand, pulling hard. “You – fuck. You can always surrender, love.”“Never,” Ed growls. “Let’s go. Another round.”Izzy whimpers as Ed and Stede collect the cards and start laying them down again. The first hard slap against his back makes him tremble so hard he doesn’t think he’ll be able to get it under control again. And then there’s another. And another. Stede’s cock pulses on his tongue but he doesn’t come. Tears are streaming down Izzy’s face as he trembles, his arms and legs threatening to give out entirely. Then there’s another slap, and this one vibrates down to his core. His whole body clenches hard and he comes. He curls in on himself helplessly as he jerks, coming for what feels like forever. He lets Stede’s cock slip from his mouth so he can get huge gulps of air into his lungs. Cards cascade over him as he shakes and shakes, Ed’s cock still buried in his ass. Ed cries out, both hands landing on Izzy’s hips. His release is pulled from him all at once as Izzy’s body milks his cock. He arches back, feeling his cock pulse inside Izzy, all that heat and pressure making his vision white out. “Fuck! God, oh god…” He collapses across Izzy’s back, which makes his legs and arms finally give out.The game is in total disarray, cards everywhere, come everywhere. Stede is both triumphant at having held out so long and desperate to come. He mourns the loss of Izzy’s hot mouth around him, teasing him and sucking on him so perfectly. He whines as he strokes his own cock. “Oh… oh god. I need – I need to…”Izzy lifts his head a little and opens his mouth. The angle is awkward as fuck, but Stede manages to get the head of his cock in his mouth so he can suck on it as Stede jerks himself off. It doesn’t take more than a few seconds for Stede to come, filling his mouth with his bitter taste. Mercifully, Stede tips backward instead of adding to the pile on top of him. Stede sprawls across the rug, breathless and wrung out. His body feels disconnected from his brain as he lies there, staring up at the ceiling as he tries to get his breath back. “Well… that was fun.” Ed huffs a laugh from his spot on top of Izzy and rubs his head against the nape of Izzy’s neck. “That is one fucking hell of an understatement. I don’t think I’ve come that hard in my fucking life.”Izzy lifts a hand. “I second that.” Laughing, Stede tries to sit up but realizes that is a bad idea as his head starts to swim. “Can either of you move?”Valiantly, Ed tries, but he just grunts and settles back on top of Izzy. “Nah. I think my bones melted or something. Is that possible?”“Strictly speaking, no,” Stede supplies. “But metaphorically, yes. Absolutely.” He huffs and tries to shift to get more comfortable, but his body protests. “Fuck. I think we’ll just have to lie here for a while.”Izzy groans. Ed’s soft cock is still stuck in his ass and being under 6 feet of solid pirate isn’t the most comfortable position. But he finds Edward’s hand and laces their fingers together, sinking into the feeling of them being together and basking in the warmth and afterglow. Ed squeezes Izzy’s hand and presses a kiss to the nape of his neck. “You were a really good table for us, Iz. Does it hurt?” “Yeah. Yeah, it hurts. But in the way I like. Could use a massage on the sore spots later, though.”Stede nods, though neither Ed nor Izzy can actually see it. “I promise, my sweet Izzy. I will take very good care of you the moment I remember how to move my arms and legs.”Izzy chuckles and sighs his contentment. “Thanks, Stede.” He wiggles a little, easing the pressure on his arms and legs and just letting the floor support him for the moment. “Hey, Stede?”“Yes, darling?” “Can we make game night a regular thing?” Stede chuckles. “Oh… I think that can be arranged.”