Title: Fingercuffs
Author: xen
Pairing: John/D'Argo/Chiana
Rating: NC-17 for m/m sex, and other sexual content.
Summary: Chiana catches John and D'Argo in an intimate moment, and chaos ensues!
Note: My apologies to Kevin Smith, writer and director of the most excellent movie "Chasing Amy" for blatantly ripping off the fingercuffs thing. For those of you who don't know, fingercuffs are those Chinese trick things that you put your index fingers in, and you can't get them out again unless you know the trick. Got it? Ok, on with the smut!
Feedback: Is always appreciated: xengrrl@yahoo.com
Caveat: This story was written during the first season of Farscape, sometime in the Fall of 1999.

Chiana was bored, bored, bored. Aeryn, Zhaan and Rygel had left the ship to get supplies, and she had no idea where D'Argo and John had disappeared to. She remembered the sly look that had passed between the two men, and decided to find out where they were. It had to be more interesting than walking around in circles, which is what she had been doing for the past arn.

Chiana rounded the corner and stopped when she heard a strange sound coming from D'Argo's quarters. What the frell? She stopped breathing and strained to hear the voices better.

"Unh, yeah, oh yeah, AAAAAAhhhhh, D'Argo!!!"

Chiana slapped her hand over her mouth to keep the giggles from escaping and alerting the men to her presence. D'Argo and JOHN?!? Oh, yeah, this would be too much fun. The blackmail possibilities alone were endless. She dared to press herself forward slightly to get a peek inside the room. When she saw a very sated and happy D'Argo slumped over John, she couldn't take it anymore, and burst into a fit of giggles. She just hoped that D'Argo wouldn't slice her in two with his Qualta blade.

"Did you hear something?" John asked, still pinned beneath the Luxon. D'Argo grunted and slipped out of his lover, much to John's dismay. Growling at the intrusion, D'Argo moved quickly to the door of his quarters, and grabbed Chiana by the back of her hair.

"What the hazmana do you think you're doing, child? Do you have a death wish?"

"Ow! Let go of me, you bastard! I was just walking past and heard something and..."

"And you decided to spy, right? And what did you think you were going to do with this information, use it to blackmail us?" Chiana gasped and D'Argo knew he had his answer. Chiana gaped at him, not believing she had been found out, and that D'Argo seemed to look right into her thoughts so easily. Maybe she had underestimated the warrior. She glanced over at John, eyes pleading with him to help her get his lover under control.

"I didn't mean, I mean, I didn't know..." Chiana wanted desperately to talk her way out of this, but the fierce Luxon's eyes were boring into her, and the words just wouldn't come, and she felt her stomach flip-flop wildly, her heart pounding with fear.

John calmly watched his lover intimidating the little brat, and held back a smile when he realized Chiana was looking for him to help her out of this situation. He couldn't hold back an evil grin, though, as a thought began to form in his head. A very interesting, erotic thought. He rolled the thought around in his head for a moment, examining the possibilities. Then he grinned even wider and he felt his cock twinge when he finally made up his mind to go with it.

"Well, D'Argo, she likes to watch. Maybe we should let her."

D'Argo's eyes opened wide in disbelief at the words coming out of his lover's mouth. Then a look passed between the two men, and D'Argo smiled none too kindly down at the young women he still had by the hair. Chiana looked like she wanted to run for her life. She struggled briefly and tried to break the warrior's grip on her hair, but realized it was impossible unless she wanted a big bald spot.

"Just what are you suggesting, John?" D'Argo grinned at his lover, hardly believing he could be so twisted. Just when you think you know someone...

John rolled onto his back and stretched, then lazily got up and moved towards the struggling girl who suddenly found the floor quite interesting. John and D'Argo regarded each other, and a wordless agreement was made. John went over to the small table next to the bed and poked around looking for something.

"Ah, ha! Here we go!" John held up a pair of handcuffs.

"No way! Let me out of here!" Chiana began to struggle anew, no longer worried about her hair getting pulled out. But D'Argo put a large muscled arm around her waist and held her tight.

"You're not getting out of this Chiana, you wanted to watch. You get your wish." D'Argo held her arm out towards John, still holding her around the waist. John fastened the handcuff around her wrist, then grabbed the other arm. He led her towards the head of the large bed, and ran the chain behind one of the posts. He snapped the other cuff around her free wrist, and stepped back to regard his accomplishment.

"She looks good like that, doesn't she?" John grinned up at the amused warrior, who nodded in agreement.

"Please let me go, I promise I won't say a word to anyone..."

"Don't make me have to gag you too." D'Argo stared with interest at the smaller man. He wondered again at this new side to John. Maybe this is how earth men treat their females... Then he felt John push up against him, and the brief thought ended. He growled softly when he felt John's warm ass rubbing against his cock. He looked at the bound woman who was now watching them. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun.

Still watching Chiana's face, John pushed D'Argo down to the bed. He took in the sight of his lover laying before him, and moved to the sink to get the small hand towel there. He ran it under the warm water, then moved back to the edge of the bed. After cleaning D'Argo up from their earlier lovemaking, he straddled the warrior's legs, rubbing his now hard cock against D'Argo's stiffening member. They both moaned, and John kept the slow, rocking movement going, his eyes never leaving Chiana's. He licked his lips and leaned down for a kiss. D'Argo's arms moved up John's sides, stroking the man's back.

Chiana stared unbelieving at the passionate kiss the men shared, and realized with a shock that her own sex was twitching. She moved her legs together, rubbing her self the only way she could with her arms bound. The warmth spread into her stomach as she continued to take in the sight so close to her. Her reaction stunned her. She couldn't believe how turned on she was getting from watching the two men together.

John broke the kiss and began to move down to D'Argo's neck, running his tongue over all the sensitive spots on the way down to his stomach. D'Argo moaned at the sensations his lover's hot mouth gave him. Both men's eyes darted back to Chiana, the woman's presence adding to their pleasure.

John almost laughed when he realized that Chiana was enjoying the show almost as much as they were. He saw her rubbing her legs together, and knew exactly what she was doing. Might as well give her a show to remember.

He slid his hands down D'Argo's thighs, and flicked his tongue down the hard shaft, moistening it with long, slow licks. The warrior gasped in surprise at the sudden contact. John swirled his tongue over the leaking head, then softly pressed his tongue into the slit. D'Argo bucked his hips up, wanting more. John gave it to him, engulfing the throbbing cock down his throat, almost all at once.

Then he slowly moved back up, reveling in his partner's response. He bobbed his head up and down the length, slowly, teasing and prolonging the pleasure. He loved the way D'Argo tasted in his mouth, salty and sweet. He moved his mouth up until just the head was in his mouth, and he suckled it, caressing his lover's balls at the same time. D'Argo growled with pleasure and thrust up into John's mouth, wanting to feel that hot mouth engulf his cock again.

John let him, and trying to relax as much as possible, he deep throated the entire length, then swallowed around it. D'Argo's eyes rolled back into his head as the pleasure shot through his body. The men seemed to have forgotten their captive audience, until she started breathing hard, gasping when D'Argo did. D'Argo opened his eyes, and stared at the nearly panting woman handcuffed to his bed. The sight of the writhing woman nearly drove him out of his mind with pleasure. John stopped his worship of D'Argo's cock to see what the warrior was gaping at. His red swollen lips broke into a smile as he took in the sight before him.

"So you like what you see, Chiana?"

Chiana licked her lips and slowly nodded, still rubbing her legs together, aching for release from the tension building deep inside her.

John whispered something in D'Argo's ear, something that made the fierce warrior burst out laughing. Chiana was suddenly worried again. What were they going to do to her now?

John moved towards Chiana and reached over to the table to pick up the key. Her eyes opened wide. Still grinning like a mad man, John freed her from her restraints. Chiana looked confused as she rubbed her wrists, looking from John to D'Argo with a question in her eyes.

"Think you can finish what John started over here?" D'Argo grinned his evil grin, never moving from his prone position. Chiana's eyes got even bigger. John laughed out loud at her expression of pure lust.

"Wait a minute, D'Argo, I think it's MY turn!" John laughed again at the shocked look on D'Argo's face. Chiana wasted no time getting peeling off her body suit, and turned to John, running her hands down his sides. She planted small wet kisses down his chest, stopping to flick her tongue across his nipples, nipping them lightly with her teeth. John groaned with pleasure.

D'Argo watched his lover's face with delight. Wasting no more time, Chiana pushed John down on the bed and sucked up his cock in her hot wet mouth. John gasped in pleasure at the unexpected contact, and squeezed his eyes shut. God, she was good at this! He was stunned that the young woman obviously knew what she was doing with that talented mouth. D'Argo reached out to caress her silky ass, and Chiana groaned, the vibrations sending new waves of pleasure into John.

D'Argo continued to watch John's face, and moved up behind Chiana, stroking the wetness between her legs, causing more happy groaning from the excited woman, and from the hard man in her mouth.

D'Argo could take no more teasing, the sight before him consumed him, and he thrust hard into Chiana, taking her from behind. Chiana would have screamed with pleasure, if her mouth hadn't been so busy with John, so instead she bobbed her head faster up and down the hard cock, causing John to buck his hips up, trying to fuck her mouth. She swallowed around the thick cock, sucking him down her throat.

D'Argo continued pounding into her, and she pushed back against him, urging him on, deeper, faster. She rolled John's balls in her hand, feeling them tighten and knew he was close to orgasm. She moaned again when D'Argo thrust particularly hard, and that was all it took. John exploded in her mouth, the hot cum pouring down her throat, and she felt her legs buckle as her own climax hit her hard and she would have fallen if D'Argo hadn't grabbed her tight around her waist, holding her tightly to him.

She heard D'Argo groan and felt aftershocks pulse through her satisfied body as he came inside her. He fell against her, pushing her down to the bed, her head resting on John's thigh. The three just lay there panting and sweating, coming down from their shared orgasm. Finally John broke the silence by bursting out in giggles.

"What exactly is so funny, John?" D'Argo tried to sound fierce, but in his weakened state he failed miserably.

John couldn't stop laughing, he held his stomach as the tears streamed down his face. All he could squeak out was one word.

"Fingercuffs!"

Chiana and D'Argo looked at each other, neither one understanding. Translator microbes failed at the worst times.

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