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Helen had been topside from the horrible place for a few days and Xander's heart had finally stopped racing whenever she was out of his sight. Granted, he wasn't too happy that she was out at the Club drinking with Luthor, why was it always Luthor, but at least she knew she was safe. And while he didn't get the drinking, he knew this was something they needed to do.

But it did give him the chance to work on a few personal projects that he'd neglected in his worry and then in his reunion with Helen. So there he sat on the porch, forming a piece of wood in his hand with one of his woodworking tools, waiting for her to come home to him.

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Throughout it all, Xander just held onto her, waiting and watching patiently. It was a beautiful sight to see, even as a small twinge of possessiveness curled in his belly. But he just reminded himself that this was for Alcuin and it was quickly banished.

But then, Helen wasn't between them anymore and Xander couldn't help an automatic bashful smile. "I hope this is alright?" He asked before leaning in to give Alcuin a soft, exploring kiss.

Oh, it was certainly all right, and Alcuin kissed him back sweetly in response to that question, sliding a hand lightly onto Xander's waist, and reaching behind him with his other hand to grasp one of Helen's hands.

It felt so good to feel cared for, to feel wanted. And he moaned softly when he felt the surge of desire from the proximity of Xander's body, their arousals brushing together as they kissed.

Saffron curled her hand into Alcuin's, the other reaching past him to touch Xander from where she stood behind Alcuin, up close against him. She kissed softly along Alcuin's shoulders, pressing forward to use him for balance as she worked her way across soft skin. Her other hand reached blindly, grasping for the familiar feel of Xander's bare skin, even as she kept up what she was doing to Alcuin.

As he felt Helen's searching hand, Xander caught it in his own and gripped it tightly, using to ground himself in the moment. His other traced along Alcuin's shoulder and sides, gently exploring the body pressed against him.

"What do you want, Alcuin? This is for you..." He said softly when the kiss broke.

Happy where she was for the moment, enjoying the feel of Alcuin's bare skin against hers, Saffron didn't say anything, just squeezed Xander's hand and waited for Alcuin to answer.

Seeming almost surprised by the question, Alcuin faltered a bit before speaking. "I... I do not deign to know what the two of you might be comfortable with," he finally said. "Truly this is so much already, if anything it would please me most to fulfill some desire of yours."

Xander could only smile at Alcuin's answer. "Our desire is to help you feel better and that there are people here on the island who care about you." He wasn't sure he was the best one to take charge of this situation but there was one decision he could make. "How about we move to the bed for starters?"

"Always a good place to start," Saffron said softly in agreement, backing away from Alcuin and keeping Xander's hand in hers as she took hold of Alcuin's hand with the other and led the two of them over, maneuvering subtly to allow the two men to get onto the bed first.

Alcuin slid onto the bed first, his body arranging artfully even without him consciously thinking about it.

Xander watched Alcuin get on the bed ahead of him and admired the way he could look so alluring without even thinking about it. Even on stage sometimes still, Xander felt his movements were clunky and forced. He chuckled more to himself as he laid down next to him. "You are so effortless at this. I wish I was more like that."

The sight of Xander and Alcuin together on the bed was a lovely one, and with Saffron drunk enough to focus on the aesthetics and the pleasure alone without thinking about any deeper implications, she wanted to watch for a while. Without the two men close to her to support her, though, she found herself swaying, and so she wrapped an arm around one of the bedposts, leaning against it as she watched the two of them with a smile.

"I think there is something very endearing about the way you are," Alcuin said to Xander, voice quiet and throaty. He looked up to Helen, and upon seeing her watching them with apparent contentment, he turned his attention back to Xander. Very carefully, he swung a leg over to straddle his thighs, and then leaned down to drag his tongue up his chest. He knew it would make a pretty picture for Helen, Alcuin's marque bared, along with the appealing curves of his naked body.

When Helen didn't join them right away, Xander almost turned to look for her, to distract himself so he didn't flush at Alcuin's softly spoken words. It amazed even him how he'd been stripping for years now and compliments still made him blush.

But then Alcuin was on top of him and Xander definitely had something else to think about. "Oh..." He groaned softly, his eyes half closing as his hand placed themselves on the other's thighs, unconsciously adding to the picture as his darkly tanned hands contrasted with Alcuin's lighter skin.

Saffron stayed where she was for the moment, just watching and enjoying. She was bound to join them soon enough, on account of how she was already feeling like she wasn't going to be able to keep herself away, but for the moment, she was happy where she was.

Alcuin's mouth moved gently over Xander's skin. He caught a particularly sensitive spot on his neck and then murmured, "Did you know that there are twenty-nine places on the male body that when stimulated solicit intense pleasure?" he asked, and then glancing briefly over his shoulder, "and forty-three on a woman."

The spot was guaranteed to make Xander moan and he did just that. And it left his mind in a bit of a fog, so it took him a moment to realize Alcuin had said something. "Hmmm? Twenty what now?"

"Twenty-nine places on the male body," Saffron chimed in, because even three sheets to the wind, she paid attention. If she'd been sober, she'd have remembered every word. "And forty-three on a woman's."

The last part was said as she carefully lowered herself onto the bed to join the two men. Slowly, trying not to stumble, she crawled up to be next to them, laying a gentle hand on each man, and waited to see where she could fit in without being in the way.

Alcuin slid his hand over Helen's where she touched him, and brought it to his lips, brushing them across her knuckles.

"Helen," he said softly, "I suspect that both Xander and I would feel most comfortable if you decided how we should proceed."

Xander swallowed and nodded along with Alcuin, looking up at Helen for direction as his mind was just not helping. With two experts at this, he had a feeling he was a little out of his league. In a good way.

So the next move was completely up to her, and Saffron smiled at that, all drunken wickedness and lust. She liked being in charge, a lot, and she was going to make the most of this opportunity to see something really beautiful.

She started by leaning down and kissing Xander, deep and thorough, taking her time with it. Then she rose and kissed Alcuin in much the same way, her hand blindly reaching to slide into Xander's hair at his temple as she did so. Pulling away with a smile, she reached over to where she'd put the two condoms earlier and plucked up one of them, which she placed in Xander's hand to indicate he should be putting it on. "Give me a show, boys," she murmured, looking from one to the other. "I'll lend a hand as I see fit. Just one thing-"

She pressed her lips to Alcuin's again, and when she pulled back she had a sly grin on her face. "You, honey - hold off," she said, knowing he'd understand what she meant. "It's my turn next, and that's for me to do."

Alcuin was a touch relieved when Helen was so happy to orchestrate - though he was indeed experienced in such things, he was accustomed to having a better idea going in where the other parties' boundaries were, and he was hesitant to make any suggestions that might make her uncomfortable.

He reached out and took the condom from Xander so that he could put it into Xander himself. "Do you want me, then?" he asked softly, which was just as much seduction as confirmation. And then to Helen whom he thought had access, "Do you have anything for lubrication?"

For Xander's part, he was quite happy to give his fate up to the others. They knew what to do and he felt much more at ease letting them determine what was going on. He trusted them both implicitly.

When Alcuin addressed him, Xander nodded and his hips replied on their own, cocking upwards. "Yes..." He finally found his voice, rough from emotion, even as he glance at Helen, just in case.

Saffron simply nodded in response to Alcuin's question, having intended to get that next, and she leaned over and grabbed it and was back with them in time to see Xander glance at her. She smiled at him in response, letting him know that she was all right with it, the thought never even occurring to her that she would have been reacting very differently to this situation had she not been so rutting drunk.

Either way, though, she still would have been turned on.

She leaned down to kiss Xander again while Alcuin put the condom on him, and when she straightened again she handed him the lubricant, leaving it up to him to decide who applied it.

Alcuin's breath quickened, and he looked down at Xander with desire hot in his eyes. He passed him the lubricant and then rolled off of him so that Xander could position him how he liked as they proceeded.

Helen was kissing him and Alcuin was touching him and this was why it took him a long moment to come out of his pleasant haze to realize Alcuin had moved off him and they were waiting for him. Oops.

Shaking his head to clear it, Xander sat up and motioned for Alcuin to lay down, kissing him on the way down.