"We didn't yet," Robin said with a bemused smile at Xavier's strong reaction, even though it was sort of expected.<br/>"And yes she did, on the conditions I mentioned. She is afraid that you will get jealous and possessive but if you can control that then I'd even say she is a bit excited about the idea."<br/><i>Excited enough to let herself get tribbed into a molten mess in her office</i>, they thought to themselves and their smile widened considerably.<br/>They finished the coffee and as they wiped a few lingering drops off of their upper lip with the back of their left thumb they realised that even now, hours later, they still had the scent of Abigail on their fingers. It wasn't a strong scent but it was clearly there.<br/>"I may have a condition or two myself," they said and leaned back in the rather uncomfortable chair.<br/>"There will be no fucking between you and I. No sticking your cock inside me. Not just because I don't feel entirely comfortable with it but because that should be reserved for Abigail. It should be your thing. There are so many other things we can do, as I am sure you remember."<br/>They smiled and then after a breath-long moment of hesitation held out their hand towards him.<br/>"Can you smell her?" they asked and leaned across his desk bringing their hand to his face.<br/>"This is how much the idea of a threesome between the three of us excited her. She was soaking wet even well afterwards. Before I left she showed me that she had been dripping down her thighs all through her lecture. She wants this, trust me."<br/><br/>While Xavier smelled their fingers they then went on to suggest that it could all be set up with him and Abigail inviting them over for dinner on Saturday.<br/>"I could come early, say around four, and we could talk about it while dinner is cooking, setting up some basic rules of engagement. Now tell me Chief Rollins just exactly how hard you are right at this moment."