In the backseat, Suzie shot Owen one more glare before inhaling the golden mist and grinning dopily. Tosh was already nibbling at her neck, and she turned to fully face the other woman as Owen tugged ineffectually on her jacket. She shoved him off, and pulled on Tosh’s hips, laying her out on the backseat and running her hands under Tosh’s sensible button-down and tickling the soft skin of her stomach. She wondered vaguely if she was cheating, but decided she didn’t really care when Tosh laughed at her tickles and forced herself up on her elbows to pull her down into a series of nipping little kisses. She was aware of Owen on her periphery, falling to the floor of the SUV as he struggled to get a better look at her and Tosh, grinding close together on the wide backseat, before switching to take in Jack and Ianto rocking together in the passenger seat. Ianto was moaning, flushed and sweaty, and Suzie caught the challenge in Jack’s eye in the rearview mirror. She grinned fiercely back and applied her teeth to Tosh’s earlobe as she maintained eye contact with Jack. Tosh let out a shriek to rival Ianto’s moans and Jack redoubled his efforts, sucking on Ianto’s exposed throat and sliding one hand around to squeeze Ianto’s cock through his jeans. Owen craned his neck to get a better look, and got whiplash as Ianto rocked into Jack’s touch, forcing the passenger seat down even further. Suzie shook her head at Jack in the mirror, and slid her hands further up under Tosh’s shirt and twisted a nipple. Hard. Tosh yelped, and accidentally kicked Owen in the head. Owen yelped back, and Suzie gloated as everyone’s attention focused on her briefly. She could feel wet, warm heat radiating out from her lower abdomen and her eyes locked on Jack’s as Tosh touched her, feather-light then suddenly applied just the right amount of pressure, and she could smell her own scent on Tosh’s hand, in the whole SUV, and she came. First, naturally. Jack raised his brows to her when she opened her eyes again. His glance took in Tosh beneath her, before he turned his focus on Ianto. Tosh wriggled slightly underneath her, and Suzie absently began rutting against her, building up the friction between their identical wool-blend trousers. She watched Jack in the rearview mirror, all of his attention focused on the man writhing in his lap. Ianto came with a drawn out moan, head thrown back and hair curling with sweat. Jack met her eyes again, and gave a pointed look at Tosh. Suzie nodded, and leaned in to kiss Tosh, lips trailing down her neck, darting in between the buttons on her shirt. Owen swore next to her on the floor, his own hand palming his cock through his jeans as Suzie grinned smugly, cheated again, and slipped her hand down the front of Tosh’s trousers, beneath damp silk lingerie. Tosh was breathing in short gasps, her heels drumming against the backseat. Suzie looked at Jack once more. His eyes were half-lidded, and his tongue slid slowly across his lips, watching them. Ianto pulled him by the neck closer to him and kissed him messily, one hand going down to his lap. Suzie kept her eyes on Jack’s face, and moved her fingers in Tosh in time to his labored breathing. She could see the moment right before he came, and curled her fist. Tosh and Jack both came with identical moans. Suzie rocked back on her heels and patted Tosh’s hip as she shuddered through the eddies of her orgasm.

Owen swore again, and Suzie shot him an amused look. “Do you need some help, Owen?”

He grabbed her hand and shoved it in his mouth, licking, as he brought himself off with his other hand. Suzie immediately began to feel sleepy. “Jack? Is this part of the thing?” she muttered, stretching out again on the back seat. Tosh put one arm around her shoulders and reached down to pat Owen on the head with her other hand.

“Yeah, Suzie, now we’re all going to forget it, more’s the pity,” Jack replied sleepily, nuzzling Ianto’s neck.

Suzie could just make out Ianto’s response before she fell asleep. “The next time this happens, Sir, you’re going to be naked, begging me for it, and we’re both going to fucking remember it.”
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