latest post: Fuzzy puppy. summary: "But what if I wanna make you loud and stupid puppy?" You frown. Rocking your hips forward once. It's enough to have him grab your hips. "Whatever you want, whatever…j-just, me…touch me." Already so lost that he can't speak properly, but pups don't need to talk well. They just need to take, mewl, beg.
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ur sub Nico fic was so so good, I was wondering if u could make a subby needy puppy maki 🎀
im so happy to hear you liked my sub nicho fic, thank you sm for reading it! when i saw this req i thought it would be so fun! so i hope the story is to your liking.
pairing: puppy sub!maki x dom!reader
word count: 1.6k
summary: "But what if I wanna make you loud and stupid puppy?" You frown. Rocking your hips forward once. It's enough to have him grab your hips.
"Whatever you want, whatever…j-just, me…touch me." Already so lost that he can't speak properly, but pups don't need to talk well. They just need to take, mewl, beg.
warnings: afab!reader, dryhumping, nipple play (m receiving.), mama as a title once or twice, puppy as a name for maki, mild petplay, everything written IS consensual!!, i think that's all!
Maki gets like this. Amped up on adrenaline, shared laughter, drinking games, and more. Parties have always been something he enjoys. He's a social guy, so the many interactions, as well as the loud noises? It all comes easily to him.
He shines bright in any room, no matter who's there. He'll take the attention even if not on purpose. The man is so charming, charismatic, and loud. It all makes him so magnetic, as if you must make your way near him somehow.
That's how you met him. At a party like the one you both attend tonight. Yet this time, instead of just feeling the magnetic force of all that is Maki, he follows behind you like a lost puppy who doesn't know what to think or do.
It's unusual.
Sure, Maki never leaves you alone at parties, and if you're apart from him for more than five minutes, he always takes time to find you among the crowd to make sure you're doing okay. But he's never been this close to you. Always tending to be occupied by some game happening outside or some dance line going on in the large living room of the frat house.
Luckily, the drinks are tasty tonight. They are much to your liking, which is also unusual. however you know it's because Fuma took your request for a mango drink, being here instead of passion fruit. You make a note to thank him later.
Maki stands close, caging you against the counter, uncaring of all the people maneuvering around your bodies to try and get something from behind or in one of the coolers near you, and his tangled legs.
He won't move or say anything; he's just eyeing you. So you stare back, but that's when you see it. That fuzzy glint in his eye that he usually only gets when he's alone with you. The glint means he's feeling buttery smooth and free from all thoughts and decisions. Looking to you for all guidance.
"Baby."
"Hm?" he replies. Eyes somehow getting lower than they already beautifully droop.
"What's got you so—"
You don't finish. He's glad you don't because red flushes his skin instantly. He should have known you'd notice, you always do. Everything about him from the inside out, you understand. See.
"Don't know," he finally answers. dipping his head to hang low. meeting your shoulder in the process. The smile creeps up onto your lips, and the need to kiss him is so strong you must land one on his cheek. That should suffice for now.
"Why'd you come out if you knew you'd be so fuzzy?" Your tone is gentle, not reprimanding at all. you know Maki well enough to know that since he promised Nicho that he'd be here tonight, that's he be here no matter what. Even if he's in that space, that makes him practically grow physical ears and a tail.
"Don't know…" he repeats. This time, he gets closer to your neck and breathes in deeply and unfiltered. Not thinking one bit about how intimate you both appear in a fucking frat house kitchen.
It fits him so well that you want to giggle. Frat boy Maki, who loves to party, somehow gets puppybrained minutes into said party and wants to start scenting his girlfriend in the frat house kitchen, no care in the world about how others can see him.
You'd call that one hell of a book.
Rubbing up his arm, you trail your fingertips lightly over the taut muscles. Pale skin, solid and thick with his efforts. Gently, you stroke your fingers higher up his neck, causing a shiver to wrack down his spine. He sniffs closer to your skin, pressing hard against you.
Finally reaching the hair at his nape, you tug softly. Enough to have him nod into your neck. You need to take care of him, and the kitchen is not the spot to do so.
"Wanna head upstairs, puppy?" you whisper into his ear.
There's the slight buckle of his knees. He doesn't speak, move, or look at you. Just goes limp, and you know that's him waiting for you to take his hand and guide him up each creaky stair, until his back is against the headboard of his bed and his feet are rid of the chunky shoes he wore.
"Hurry!" he rushes as you still stand away at his closet, putting away the clothes you've stripped off of him. You aren't being slow on purpose—okay, maybe a little.
It's because, as fuzzy as Maki is right now, he's even needier in this space. Cock hard against his briefs from nothing more than having you nearby. Hands clenching and unclenching because you aren't in his grasp. It makes you want to drag his need out until he's practically drooling dumb into your neck as his cock fucks in and out of your heat.
However, tonight you just want to touch him. He'll get the treat of fucking you later tonight, perhaps— if you're feeling nice like that.
Finally, closing his closet, you tread lightly over to him. His eyes sparkle when your dress falls onto the floor. You are clad in nothing but a pair of pink panties. Lace hem with a pretty bow in the middle. He groans. The sight is enough to have him closing his eyes, trying his best to cling to some form of sanity, but the pup in him whines the closer your heat inches towards his length.
"So whiny like this, gonna let me shut you up?" he nods before you even finish the sentence. Agreeing to whatever you say, even if he doesn't know what the next word will be. You laugh before sucking your teeth.
"But what if I wanna make you loud and stupid puppy?" you frown. Rocking your hips forward once. It's enough to have him grab your hips.
"Whatever you want, whatever…j-just, me…touch me." Already so lost that he can't speak properly, but pups don't need to talk well. They just need to take, mewl, beg.
So before you say anything else, you begin a quick pace. clit rubbing against the throbbing base of him. His cock heavy against his abdomen. The damp fabric spurs you on. Feeling it through the thin pink panties. It's so good.
Maki is breathing fast, uneven, as if just having you dryhump his dick without care is taking him somewhere euphoric.
You're needy, teeth itching to bite.
Watching his pretty chest heaving up and down, you eye the dusty, rosy buds. Perk in the cold air of his frat room, practically inviting you to lick at them. Dragging your tongue up one of them without warning makes him squeak cutely.
"N…not there," he panics. A Cheshire grin takes place on your face, ignoring him. Sucking harshly before teething on the buds. Moving from one to the other until he's hot pink all over. Nipples erect and chest sucked to marks. So pretty.
"Puppy, you say one thing but look—" you hold both his pecks in your hand. squeezing them tightly before trying to push the firm muscles together.
It's embarrassing how much he's getting off to this, yet it's nothing new to you. He knows that, but what if he comes too fast? He doesn't wanna! and—
You silence all thoughts in his head.
"Shh, baby, just feel good. No one has to know how sensitive my pretty pups nipples are. No one but mama."
The title gets him close. So close, he flips you both over to gnaw at your shoulder. Rutting his sopping clothed dick up and down your slit. Gasping every time his tip catches at your entrance, he nods.
"Puppy's gonna c-cum mama," he whispers, whiny tone making you clench.
Tugging at his hair, pulling him back until his dazed eyes gaze into yours.
"Yeah, gonna make a mess on my pretty panties? Pull it out, puppy. Wanna feel it all against me." Shaky hands pull at his briefs until they are around his thick thighs. Thighs that are so strong and jiggle slightly as he thrusts his exposed length against the thin fabric that hides you from him.
It's exciting. Knowing he can feel but can't see you yet, he gives in so easily at your request to have him hang heavy against you. Marking your skin with milky white that shoots from his bruising tip.
You notice him whining, moving his chest closer to your face, the pretty pups' silent ask makes you wetter than you can describe. You hum before licking at his nipples again, sucking one and then the other hard. Flicking your tongue as the suction turns his pale skin deep red.
When he cums, he doesn't look away from you. His eyebrows furrow and his droopy eyes hold some tears at the edges. you kiss them away before taking his lips onto your own.
Feverish tongue against tongue and your teeth into his plush bottom lip. Both sighing into the kiss, he pulls back to bite at your neck. Imprinting the skin with a happy hum when he's satisfied with how deep it is. You'd think he's an actual puppy hybrid with how much it states his need and somehow gets him half hard again.
The thick cum on your panties makes you tap it into your clit. Pulling the panties to the side and toying with Maki's cum into your wetness until it's mixed. Shivering, he watches, tongue darting out to wet his lips. You automatically know where his mind went. Your needy lil thing.
"Taste it for me, puppy?"
a/n: i hope you all enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it! <3
hiii guys <3 i haven't been writing much these days, so sorry for the lack of fics :( i plan on writing something soon though for either &team or bnd :3 so i hope you like it when it comes <3 i also hope you all have been super well!
i may change my blog layout soon, so hopefully you still recognize me :3
HAIII I LOVED UR SUB NICO FIC SO MUCH I ACTUALLY NEED MORE ><
this makes me so happy to hear! i actually didn't expect ppl to enjoy that fic much because it seemed like not many ppl write sub!nicho. which made me assume there might not be a huge target audience for it. so im so appreciative and happy that many ppl liked my fic enough to reply and engage with it in some way! <33
just curious is there anything/anyone you don’t write about?
i'm trying to rack my brain for things i dont want to write about and so far i could only come up with two hard no's: scat and incest.
as for groups/ppl i dont write for, my answer is just anyone who i dont know much about? idk if thats a good answer, sorry! but if i dont know much about a character or person, i most likley wont write for them! <33
pairing: sub!nicholas x dom!reader
word count: 853
summary: Nicholas didn't want to wake you, but when his boner woke him up, and your warm scent hit his nose, it made him needy, so much so that he had to do something about it.
warnings: afab!reader, unprotected, P IN V, mama as a title, kitty as a name for nicho here & there, everything written IS consensual!!, i think that's all!
It was quiet at this time of night until it wasn't. Not that you're complaining. To be woken up by a pretty boy whining and kissing at your neck is a wet dream, so you are thankful it's your reality.
Nicholas's movements are restless, uncoordinated. Poor baby whispering to himself as his cock ruts against your backside.
"Mama…help…" he's so quiet you'd almost miss him if you weren't so alert on everything he's doing and saying, especially right now.
Nicholas didn't want to wake you, but when his boner woke him up, and your warm scent hit his nose, it made him needy, so much so that he had to do something about it; he had to use you even if you're asleep. And you won't mind, right? Mama never gets mad at him.
You turn over to face him, making him gasp. Cheeks flushing in shame, but he doesn't hide, just bites his lip. "Mama…" he whispers.
"Mama's here, baby, need help with something?" you ask. Looking down to see where he's oozing precum to a stain on his light gray boxers. He nods, scooting closer towards you. He rubs his hips higher so you can feel his hardness on the plush of your thigh.
"Touch it?" he asks so sweetly.
Subspace clouding his brain, making his words short, cute. All he wants and needs is you. Any part of you, he's just happy you're here with him now. That you're awake, acknowledging him with a helping hand and petting back his hair as you coo.
"What? This pretty thing?" You grab his bulge and squeeze tight. Giggling when his lashes flutter.
"Mhmm…please," he begs. Leaning up to snuggle against your cheek. Such a kitty.
"Good job, baby, saying mama's favorite word," he preens at the praise, smile lines showing.
You pull free his cock from beneath the cloth and grin. "Such a big cock, so pretty. Mama wants it inside. Can she have that?" He immediately looks up at you at the mention of being granted the sweet heat that is your pussy. Eyes practically sparkling with excitement or the gloss of tears from just the mention of something that'll feel so good. Either way your holding the world in your hands, and he wants it badly.
"Yes, wan'it too."
Moving your leg to lie over his hip, you give his cock a few strokes before guiding the tip to your entrance. When your hole makes contact with his slit, he squeaks out. So cute. You continue to inch him further in until he's bottomed out.
The first clench you purposefully give his cock has him seeing stars already.
"Too soon, mama.." he whines, ducking his head in your neck.
"Feel good already, baby? Mama being mean?" you snicker. liking how much of a mess he currently is. so easy to play with. He nods before having a second thought about his agreement.
"Never mean to me," he whispers, moving to capture your lips in a kiss. It's soft, sweet. As if he's trying to convey the feelings you grant his being. Always kind, always patient.
"its cause i love you, baby, you love mama?" you inquire. Grabbing his ass cheek in greed, just cause you can. It makes him speed up, thrust becoming deep, fast, loud.
"s'much, always." he kisses your cheek, trailing them down to your collar bones. Biting the skin there before sucking it into his mouth. Leaving marks for his eyes later, creating petals on your skin the way you make them bloom in his heart.
His nice, nice mama.
You feel your wetness leaking out of you the more Nicholas fucks his cock inside. Rubbing the ridges of your walls and grazing that sweet spot over and over until you're winking around him. Pussy pulsing, just begging to be filled by your sweet boy, your pretty kitty.
Nicholas is so far gone, in such a cloudy space that's comforting. Your scent surrounds him, your heat grips him, your love blesses him. Kitty is nodding to himself, whispering about how good you are to him. How your pussy is "S'warm", how he's gonna cum soon.
"Yes, mama, please, please…" He's close, so close that when you slip a finger into his mouth with a soft "suck," his eyes cross and high-pitched moans leave his throat repeatedly. Pretty kitty wraps his finger around your digit and pops off it in a hurry because—
"Fuck, mama. cumming, cum—" Thick spurts of white hit your walls, and it's good. so good.
His cock throbs, and you can feel each spurt being let out inside of you. You lick up his neck before biting his earlobe. "Give mama a little more baby—" You move your hips, rocking them down onto his cock, and his hands skyrocket to grip your hips
"Ma—"
"Let me make it feel so good, let me take everything out of it, can mama do that?
He looks at you, hazy, dazed. In love.
"Fuck me, mama, please.
What a lovely thing to be awoken to, even if the night will now be a long one.
jo with a gaping + inspection kink combo. hes so gross and icky and obsessed with seeing what the inside of your holes look like, he just loves stretching you out and holding you open to watch the way your walls twitch
pairing: sub!leehan x dom!reader
word count: 978
summary: Leehan is stressed. You know how these days go, he either wants you by his side until you become one being, or he needs time to himself to decompress. So you wait.
warnings: afab!reader, handj0b, boob sucking, noona as a title, tiny mention of choking, everything written IS consensual!!, i think that's all!
Leehan is stressed. That much shows in how his movements seem stiff and his words are few and quiet.
The upcoming album has taken a toll on your boyfriend, with constant practice, filming, and schedules all over the map. It's a lot for a gentle soul like Leehan's. Someone who basks in the quiet and calm, sunshine and moonlight.
You know how these days go, he either wants you by his side until you become one being, or he needs time to himself to decompress. So you wait. Deciding not to bombard him with questions or touches, wanting him to come to you when he's ready.
It starts slow.
His freshly dyed blue hair drips water onto his exposed collar bones. Clear droplets run down his pale sternum. You walk past him in the bathroom to grab your nail file, deciding to occupy yourself with something. His eyes find yours in the mirror, droopy and shiny with want. An Angel requesting pampering.
"Want me to blow-dry your hair, love?" you ask softly. Not wanting to disturb the peace he's built for himself. It takes him a second before he nods, handing you the hair dryer. Turning the setting to warm and medium, you begin. Lifting the strands with careful hands, making sure to get his scalp dry, then his ends.
He hums when you massage the front of his scalp, smiling at the sensations tingle. It's not long before the midnight blue strands are soft to touch and free of moisture. Putting the dryer back in the drawer, you turn to him. Tucking a strand of hair behind his ear before repeating the action on the other side.
"My pretty boy," you whisper.
The reaction is immediate; he melts with a sigh. Reaching out to grab your fingers, holding them before bringing them to his cheek.
"can—"
He quiets. Closing his eyes before taking a deep breath.
"Need you Noona," he breathes out, as if the need for you is so severe it leaves him breathless.
You aren't one to deny such a sweet boy. Guiding him to the bed hand in hand. You sit against the headboard and move him to sit between your legs. Rubbing up his arms before landing a hand around his neck, giving it a slight squeeze.
He shudders, chills overtaking him at the moment oxygen leaves him. He loves it, loves you. To be touched gently, yet his body reacts harshly with need. Cock chubbing and lungs aching. Oh, how he adores his Noona.
"What would my pretty boy like tonight?" you ask.
He opens his eyes. "You."
A giggle leaves you, "I would hope so, baby."
Smiling, he wraps a hand around your wrist. Guiding it down his chest until you're palming him through his briefs.
"Touch me, Noona, please," he requests quietly.
You pull him closer by the hips. Making it to where he is sideways in your lap. His eyes sparkle, knowing what he's about to get, and it makes him almost want to cry.
Leehan has always loved your tits, making it known the very first time you went on a date with him. Your perverted boy couldn't help eyeing the cleavage that was spilling from your top. So the first time you had sex, you played into his fascination. Letting him suck your nipples as you rocked your hips against him.
He loves it so much that he doesn't like to indulge in it too often because it gets him there so quickly. Makes him feel like a virgin who cums quickly all at the feel of you.
Now that you offer it up to him this way, pulling down your plum lace top until your boobs appear in front of his face, he moans out. Looking up at you with glossy eyes, a plea in his gaze.
"Go ahead, baby. Noona missed you." You encourage.
He eyes your perked nipples before leaning forward, taking one into his mouth. At that exact moment, you pull his cock out. Gripping the length tightly, swiping the tip with your thumb, and bringing your hand back down to the base.
Poor baby whines loudly, sucking with more vigor. Popping off your tit just to lick at your nipple with a messy tongue.
"Oh Noona—Noona…" he cries. Looking up at you as you stroke him, a pout painting his lips.
"its s'good," he voices. Closing his eyes before nodding to himself. Taking your other tit into his mouth with a harsh suck.
"Noona's good boy, making me so happy," you praise. Spitting into your hand to mix with his leaking tip.
His hips begin to rock into your fist, small thrusts turn into hard ones. His teeth graze your buds before he bites them, pulling off with a cry.
"Fuck, Noona i'm gonna cum, Hannie's gonna cum." His eyelashes flutter when he looks at you.
The smile you give him is warm, inviting him to make a mess even if it's only been a few minutes. You're always so good to him, so nice. His Noona is the best, makes everything feel better.
Pulling him up to kiss you, you suck his tongue. Letting your lips wrap around the muscle before pulling away, a string of saliva connects you.
"You look so beautiful like this, baby. So pretty," you whisper against his lips.
"Noona.." he breathes out, leaning in for more of your mouth.
It doesn't take long before white clouds his vision and paints your hand. Deep groans and tiny mewls bounce through the room as you work him through his orgasm. He's so cute, you almost want to overstimulate him.
Maybe next time.
"Love you Noona, s'much." he admits quietly. Snuggling closer to sit fully in your lap. You bring the blanket to cover you both, deciding to clean up in a few.
"Noona loves you more, baby."
a/n: i enjoyed writing this so much! now I will shower and think about sweet blue boy ihan :3
pairing: subi!riwoox dom!reader
word count: 1.6k
summary: You thought Riwoo didn't like you, never cracking jokes with you like he does with others. But once you catch him, it turns out Riwoo likes you a little too much.
warnings: pervert riwoo, afab reader, panty sniffing, bl0wjob, i think that's all! everything written IS consensual!!
You and Riwoo have always had–something.
Tension might be the right word for it. Anytime you're the one doing his makeup, he already has red cheeks without any blush being applied to his apples yet. He doesn't get bashful with the other makeup artists; he is often silly with them. Cracking his dad jokes that leave everyone with rolling eyes and gentle laughter.
You noticed it's different with you.
At first, you took his silence as a sign that he didn't like you. He never cracked jokes with you, never said more than a greeting, or a few answers to the small number of questions you'd ask, fearing saying more would make his dislike grow.
This stopped being your thinking process when you caught him.
Sometimes the makeup artists have to change in their dressing rooms as well. All of you rushing to keep up with the fast and hectic schedule that the K-pop staff also must follow. You were on time with everything, slipping out of your clothes quickly to do touch-ups when the members came off stage, sweating and out of breath. One staff with a fan in hand and yours with a makeup brush.
You noticed the lack of Riwoo nearby but didn't have time to dwell on his whereabouts. Jaehyun was smiling at you as you applied his lipstick, a pretty, glossy pink tint. Natural yet pigmented enough to bring out the boy's tan skin.
“Wondering where Riwoo is?” he teases. You almost ignore him. Giving him a deadpan look before smiling yourself, never one to be too annoyed at his humour. “Maybe, what's it to you? Jealous?” you pick back. He just laughs. A hum escapes him before he falls silent, letting you continue your work.
You finish his touch-ups, adding highlighter to his cheekbones and the tip of his nose, as well as brown liner to the outer corners of his eyes. He's all set, as are the rest of the members. They can rest for a good while until they are needed again on stage.
So you take this time to change into your jacket, the chill of the building getting to you. Much to your surprise, Riwoo stands in the staff dressing room near your clothes.
You wonder how he hasn't heard you entering. Though you realize he’s preoccupied with something. You make a noise so your presence is known.
He panics, dropping what he was holding and spinning around quickly. You eye him before following his gaze down, his scrambling hands rush to pick up what he dropped.
Red and lacey, cheetah print bow in the front, all the details familiar to a piece of your wardrobe.
Your panties, to be exact.
“I didn't mean to!” he rushes to say, breaking the silence that you let sit.
“So what? They just magically slipped out of my bag and into your hand?” you question. You're amused more than anything; you should feel angry, but something else prys at your nerves.
Something hot and sticky.
“Who knew you were such a pervert, Riwoo? Thought you were all smiles and jokes,” you say. Walking closer to him, he doesn't look up, too ashamed to be caught doing something so gross.
Little does he know that very fact is what is turning you on, making you excited. He’s going to be such a pretty thing to play with.
You corner him back against the wall, sticking your chest out to press against his. The softness of your boobs makes his head turn, fighting his urge to look down at where they rest on him. The feeling was enough to make him want the fabric of your shirt to be off. Your skin against his.
“Do you smell any girls' panties? You a pervert like that?” he shakes his head earnestly.
“No, just– just wanted to try yours,” he answers honestly. Licking his lips when you get closer to his face, watch him as he speaks.
You hum, eyeing him up and down before noticing where he's hard under his jeans. Bulge sitting tight under the denim.
“You're so nasty, Riwoo, you're getting off on this? On being caught being disgusting?” You palm over his cock, smiling when he hisses. His hands are jittery from where they move to grab you, but go back to lie by his sides.
“Good boy, don't touch unless I say so,” you praise.
You undo his studded belt buckle and watch as the oversized pants slip right down, leaving him exposed and ready to be eaten. He tries to cover himself, feeling shy in the open room, and under your eyes that are watching him like a predator catching prey. But you don't give him that chance, holding his hands back with a tch.
“Be good,” you chide. He whines. Apprehensive about being exposed but feeling so good at the same time. Slutty Riwoo loves to feel humiliated under your gaze; he thinks it burns his skin just right. Tingles like needles poking him until he brims with euphoria just from your presence, that's how much you affect him.
Pulling his cock out from his underwear, leaving his messy tip to the chill of the room. You grab the panties from his hands, rubbing them across his neck slowly, dragging the dainty material along the veins that pop from where he tries to keep his composure.
“Smell 'em, take a deep breath, baby.” You hold the material to his nose, and he does.
Taking a deep breath to where your pussy sat in them moments ago. His eyes flutter shut, groaning at having your pussy in some way. Even if just through smell. His hips buck up into your hand. You continue stroking his cock, pretty red tip almost matching the color of the panties he sniffs grossly.
He moans when you drop down to your knees. The imagery is enough to get him closer to that spot in his mind that's all white and fuzzy. You kiss his tip, smearing the precum against your lips. Happy when more leaks out almost immediately.
So cute, Riwoo is so cute.
You kitten lick at the tip, not moving down to his base, wanting him to ask for it, request more.
“Can you–” he stutters out, not being able to finish. A choked moan interrupts his words. You take him into your mouth without warning, hollowing your cheeks to have a tight grip on the cock that fits perfectly in your mouth. Riwoo isn't too big, isn't too small. Such a perfect cock for a perfect boy.
You slide up and down, moving your head to a rhythm that makes his hands twitch. You notice. Seeing his need makes you hungry for his depravity, wanting to see him lose himself to a simple blowjob.
“You can push on me, baby, go ahead,” he whimpers at the permission. Placing his hand gently on the back of your head before pushing you down onto his cock deeper, wanting to feel your throat sit around him snugly. You swallow when he hits it, making his hips jerk up, causing you to gag slightly. It's so good, your eyes flutter shut, and you let him fuck your mouth as much as he desires.
“Fuck, fuck..” he whispers, voice high and meek, shyly talking himself through the pleasure.
“So…so good, please.”
You stuff the panties inside his mouth to quiet him. Your taste spread along his taste buds, your scent so close to his nose. It makes him no, it fills him with a need to have you on his face right now.
Maybe another time. He hopes there's another time.
His cock twitches continuously, signaling his oncoming orgasm. You take him out of your mouth with a giggle. “So close so soon, woo?” You tease. He nods, pouting his bitten lips cutely. Poor baby is feeling so good, all from you, all from where you take him.
He gets closer as you continue stroking him, your glide smooth and wet. He's leaking so much that it's easy for him fuck your fist. His tiny hips rock into where your first forms a “‘o’.
“Wanna cum in em baby? Want to make 'em messy?” you ask. You take the panties from his mouth and wrap them around his heavy cock, swollen hard with the lust that makes him feel helpless.
He nods, eyes lidded and head propped down against his chest. Everything gets him to that spot. The fact that someone could walk in, you both could get caught. You could lose your job.
But you dont seem to mind, only worried about making him cum, and marking his pretty thighs with bites as his makeup gets ruined from the tears he lets line his eyes. Good thing you know how to fix makeup.
Also, the fact that you, his long-time crush, someone he's only dreamed of touching and having this way, is all over him. Covering his senses, his cock, sating his hunger. It all gets him to that spot that makes his eyes roll back.
You whisper praises as his cock pulses, twitching as he cums messily, spurting milky white against your pretty panties. The panties that are now mixed with your pussy and his spit.
Fuck, Riwoo wants you so bad. Needs more than this.
“Good job, baby, just like that. Let it all out for me,” you suck on his tip softly through his orgasm. Making it feel even better than just having your hand. He shakes his head soon; overstimulation eats at him. He doesn't want you to stop. Doesn't want this to end. But his cock is so sensitive.
You get up from kneeling, grab his pants, and pull them up with you. You buckle his belt with a kiss to his cheek.
“Maybe some pretty pink panties will be in there next time for you,” you whisper into his ear. Checking the time before walking away.
“See you later, pretty woo.”
God, he's down bad, cock already stirring again.
Riwoo doesn't dislike you at all; perhaps he likes you a little too much.
the events that follow after your boyfriend and his best friend kiss during a game of spin the bottle.
pairing: wang nicholas x fem!reader x byun euijoo
warnings: smut MDNI, drinking, threesome, MXM content (don’t read if you don’t like that), masturbation, nichojoo making out, fingering, hickeys, handjobs, blowjobs, nipple play, pussy eating, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, cumming inside (and out?), lmk if i missed anything.
wc: around 5k.
“no. absolutely not,” ej said, grabbing the empty beer bottle from the middle of the circle.
“hey, the spin the bottle gods have spoken,” nicholas responded, raising his hands up in defense. “they want me to kiss your girlfriend.”
you stared down at your lap, refusing to make eye contact with either of them. you’d only been at this party for an hour, and you were already regretting coming.
you’d wanted a nice, quiet evening in with your boyfriend, ej, and typically, he wanted the same. but it was his friend fuma’s birthday, so he had to come to the party, and you went along as well.
how you ended up playing a game of spin the bottle in a circle of only men was beyond you, though. so far, you’d witnessed some of ej’s best friends kiss, which was an interesting sight to the say the least.
but then nicholas spun the bottle, and for the first time that night, it landed on you.
“no one wants you to kiss my girlfriend,” ej argued. “especially not me or her.”
“come on already,” yuma whined. “either kiss or don’t—i’m getting bored.”
nicholas looked over at you. you looked at ej, ej looked back at you, and then you looked back to nicholas.
“oh my god,” ej huffed. “you can kiss her cheek, but that’s the most you’re getting.”
you let out the sigh you’d been holding in, relieved that ej made the decision for you because you weren’t sure what you were supposed to do.
so, nicholas crawled over across the circle to you, tilted your head to the side and planted a warm, soft kiss on your cheek, lingering slightly longer than he should’ve.
ej rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disapproval—not at you, but at his own best friend.
the game carried on, and proved quite entertaining as you got to watch many of ej and your friends share a kiss.
and then it was ej’s turn to spin.
of course, out of all the people it could’ve landed on, it landed on nicholas.
“wow, i’m pretty lucky today,” nicholas said with a glint in his eyes, a smile on his typically serious face. “tell me i get more than just your cheek.”
“you’re such a freak,” ej responded, and then he looked over at you. “it’s not up to me, though. it’s whatever y/n is comfortable with.”
your breath caught in your throat. everyone in the circle was looking at you now. it was all up to you whether or not you were okay with nicholas kissing your boyfriend.
you knew it was just a stupid party game. it wasn’t a big deal, and you knew how ej and nicholas liked to joke around and flirt sometimes. this was nothing. it was just a kiss.
“you can kiss,” you said, leaning back on your palms with a smirk. “just make sure to put on a show.”
“you’re a freak, too,” ej said to you jokingly, before turning back to nicholas.
the circle watched with anticipation as nicholas crawled across the floor yet again, then sank to his knees once he was in front of ej.
you watched carefully as nicholas brought his hands up to cup your boyfriends face, tilting his head up. ej gazed up into nicholas’s eyes, his expression completely serious. in fact, both of them looked far too serious for just a dumb party game.
their faces were getting closer and closer, their lips just an inch away. and then they were pressed together—nicholas cradling ej’s face in his large hands, their lips moving fluidly against each other.
you gulped, feeling your face start to warm. it seemed like they were actually into it, like they’d forgotten where they were and what they were doing, that it was just a game of spin the bottle. they seemed to have forgotten that people were watching them.
they weren’t even kissing anymore, but entirely making out. you swore you even saw a glimpse of one of their tongues for just a second, and it made your breath hitch in your throat.
“jesus, you guys,” yudai spoke up, laughing. “you can quit now.”
nicholas pulled back, lips glistening with your boyfriends saliva. ej stared up at him, a glimmer of something in his eye that you couldn’t make out.
if you weren’t euijoo’s girlfriend, you would’ve thought they were the ones dating. you felt like by just sitting there, you were interrupting something.
the circle fell silent—an awkward silence. nicholas cleared his throat, then shuffled back to his spot in the circle.
“um,” ej spoke, avoiding eye contact with anyone. “i don’t really wanna play anymore.”
you noticed he had his hands awkwardly positioned over his lap, and when he saw you noticed, he pulled his knees into his chest.
“me neither,” nicholas said. “i’ve kissed enough people.”
they met each others eyes from across the circle, then quickly tore their gazes apart.
“let’s go get another drink,” you suggested, trying to intercept and break the tension.
“yes!” ej agreed, hoisting himself up. “that’s a great idea.”
together, you two found your way through other party goers, into the kitchen. ej was quick to pour himself a hefty cup of liquor.
he took a long sip, then placed his cup on the counter and turned to you.
“i’m so sorry,” he said. “i don’t know what happened. i mean—i didn’t think he was gonna kiss me like that, and then it just kept going and we’ve both had too much to drink, and—”
suddenly, ej stopped talking, his gaze falling just past you, and he gulped.
you frowned, turning around to see what it was that had captured his attention. of course, it was nicholas, leaning in the doorway.
“that was hot,” he said, walking over to you two.
“shut up,” ej scolded.
nicholas chuckled, taking a sip from his red cup.
“well, y/n thought it was hot, too,” he said, motioning over to you. your eyes widened. “i saw the way you were watching us.”
ej’s eyebrows furrowed even further together, glancing over at you. both of them, with equally intimidating stares, were facing you, waiting for you to admit it or defend yourself.
what were you supposed to say? would ej get mad if you admitted that you did think it was kind of hot watching him make out with his best friend? would he think you were weird?
“i-i—”
you were sputtering out nonsense, still fighting a battle as to whether you wanted to defend yourself or admit the truth.
luckily, nicholas was there to do it for you.
“look at her,” he said with a laugh. “it’s obvious she liked what she saw. we’ll do it again for you, if you want.”
“no, we won’t,” euijoo interjected with a scoff.
and then, just for a split second, he saw it. on your face, a flash of disappointment. it was unconscious even to you, but it seemed like deep down, you were a bit disappointed that he wasn’t interested in recreating the show you’d seen just a few minutes earlier.
“wait a minute,” he said. “you actually liked it?”
“i-i mean, i don’t know,” you answered, struggling to meet either of their eyes.
“tell me, baby,” ej pried. “just tell me the truth. i won’t be upset.”
your face was pulsating, your cheeks red. it took you a minute to muster up the strength to give him the true answer.
“yeah,” you finally admitted. “i liked it.”
you glanced up at them for just a moment to see them exchanging some kind of look. you didn’t know what it meant. all you knew was that nicholas was smirking at euijoo, a mischievous little grin.
“you know,” nicholas said, setting his cup down, “i think we should get out of here.”
-
the three of you left the party together and ended up back at yours and ej’s apartment.
it was awkward, admittedly, sitting on the couch in between the two men. none of you quite knew what to say, and the silence was deafening.
of course, it was nicholas who eventually broke the silence.
“so, should we get it started?” he asked.
“get what started?” euijoo asked, already annoyed.
“you know,” nicholas replied. “your girl wants a show. let’s give her one. and now that we’re all alone, she can join in on the fun.”
euijoo glanced down at you, scanning your face, looking for the assurance that you wanted to keep going.
“you really wanna do this?” he asked you.
“if you do, i do,” you affirmed.
he took a deep breath, glancing from you over to nicholas.
then, finally, “fine. let’s go to the bedroom.”
although it wasn’t his apartment, nicholas led the way down the hall to the bedroom, practically skipping with excitement.
you and euijoo followed, and within a few seconds, the three of you were on the bed.
you were laying back against the pillows, while euijoo and nicholas sat beside each other down at the end of the bed where your feet were.
“did you like kissing me earlier?” nicholas asked, eyes trailing ej up and down.
“it was…” euijoo trailed off, searching for the right word. “fine.”
nicholas scoffed, offended.
“it was better than fine and you know it,” he replied.
you sat up on your elbows, hardly sparing a blink as you watched their faces get closer and closer to each other.
“i wasn’t thinking straight,” ej said. “it’s hard to remember.”
nicholas hummed.
“then let me remind you.”
he grabbed euijoo’s face in one of his large hands, rings probably cold on euijoo’s skin, and then joined their lips together.
you watched in awe at the way their lips seems to just melt into each other’s, how it seemed so natural the way they kissed, like they’d been doing it for years.
after a moment, ej brought his hand up and wrapped it around the back of nicholas’s neck, pulling him in even closer. at that, nicholas moaned into ej’s mouth.
you caught a sliver of one of their tongues entering the other one’s mouth, unable to figure out who’s was who’s. but then it became a battle of both their tongues, rubbing and intertwining with each other.
you squeezed your legs together, already feeing yourself getting worked up just from the sight of them kissing. all you wanted to do was to somehow get between them, to be in on their messy makeout.
euijoo pulled back a bit, glancing over at you to check on you and gauge how you were taking it so far. your eyes were blown out wide, lips glossy from how many times you’d licked them in the past few minutes.
“still doing okay?” he asked you, his torso pressed against nicholas’s.
“are you kidding?” nicholas said with a laugh. “look at her. she’s better than okay.”
ej noticed it but didn’t want to say anything so he didn’t embarrass you. it was obvious that them making out had made your horny, though. your thighs pressed together and your bright red cheeks were evidence enough.
he smiled a little.
“you can touch yourself if you want,” he offered.
that was all he said before he faced nicholas again and pressed their lips back together. you released a drawn out sigh, watching your boyfriend and his best friend devour each other.
you wanted to touch yourself, you really did, but it was nerve wracking to think about doing so in front of nicholas. he’d never see you in that kind of way, and you weren’t sure what he’d think.
regardless, he was occupied in something—someone—else, so you took the opportunity to slowly slide your hand down your body and into your pants.
straight past your panties, your fingertips brushed over your clit. you gasped, feeling how wet you already were, staring to rub the puffy bud in little circles.
nicholas’s hands trailed down euijoo’s body, desperately rubbing up and down his sides, pushing the fabric of his t-shirt up until it was bunched up around his shoulders. they pulled apart for a moment so ej could lose the shirt entirely.
nicholas’s eyes drank in the sight of ej’s bare torso, his hands gripping and rubbing your boyfriend’s supple skin.
“fuck, look at your little fucking waist,” nicholas practically growled against ej’s mouth. “you’re so sexy, juju.”
ej smiled and leaned back in, pressing his now bare torso against nicho’s as their lips intertwined once again. nicholas held ej’s waist as he slid his tongue back into his mouth, rubbing it against ej’s.
you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips, your fingers gliding further down your soaked pussy. you dragged them down your folds and back up, spreading your arousal and staring at the two men unashamed, biting your lower lip.
ej pulled back from the kiss to look over at you again.
“why don’t you take some clothes off, baby?” he suggested in that sickeningly sweet voice of his.
you immediately obliged, sliding your hand out of your pants to take your shirt and bra off, all while maintaining deep eye contact with him. you almost didn’t notice nicholas stripping as well, revealing his toned abdomen.
you unbuttoned your pants and got rid of them, left in nothing but your drenched underwear. both of the men eyed you hungrily, but ej was the first to make a move. he detached himself from nicholas and made his way up the bed over to you, finally kissing you instead.
you tangled your fingers in caramel-colored hair, moaning into his mouth. he kissed you slowly, sweetly, carefully, and you wondered if it was the same way he kissed nicholas.
meanwhile, nicholas rid himself of his pants, left in nothing but his boxers. he stared as you and ej kissed, watched the way your legs quivered and spread. there was a patch of wetness on your thin panties, and it had nicholas’s cock twitching.
“do you want him to touch you?” ej asked, briefly pulling back from your lips.
you glanced over at nicholas, feeling a wave of insecurity and intimidation wash over you at the way he was staring with that hard look on his face.
“i-i—”
“he won’t bite,” ej assured you, glancing behind his shoulder at nicholas. “even if it looks like he will.”
nicholas fixed his expression, trying his best to look less threatening for your sake.
“you’re soaked,” he commented, inching his way over to you and euijoo. “let me take these off you, yeah?”
silently, you nodded, gasping when his cold, ringed fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties and slid them down your legs. you tried not to think too hard about it—the fact that you were now completely naked in front of your boyfriend’s best friend, your bare cunt on full display for him.
sensing your horror, ej leaned back in and kissed you, distracting you from your embarrassment.
you gasped into his mouth when you felt nicholas’s fingers swipe up the length of your pussy, gathering your excess of arousal. he spread the wetness around, and his fingers prodded at your entrance. just when you thought he was going to slide them in, he dragged them back up and pressed down on your clit instead.
you whimpered into ej’s mouth, humping your hips up into the air desperately. it made nicholas chuckle, and only aggravated you.
“she’s so sensitive,” he mumbled, slowly circling your clit with his middle and ring fingers. “you’re just as fun to play with as ej.”
ej hummed before he pulled apart from your lips, glancing down at where nicholas’s hand was rubbing you.
“don’t tease her,” he scolded. “she’s been good, you can fuck her with your fingers.”
you gulped, surprised to see your boyfriend take such authority when he was normally more submissive leaning. even nicholas looked surprised for a moment to be told what to do, but nonetheless, he obliged.
slowly and gently, he slid his fingers inside your pussy, getting you nice and stretched out. you cried out, gripping the bedsheet as your walls clamped around his slender fingers.
“fuck,” nicholas mumbled. “she’s so warm ‘n wet.”
ej began peppering kisses down your jawline and to your neck, and you felt like you were in heaven. the soft suction of his lips on your neck and nicholas’s lengthy fingers pumping in and out of you was euphoric. you didn’t think it could get better until you felt another hand on your pussy—euijoo’s.
while nicholas was finger fucking you, ej began to slowly rub your clit in circles, and your eyes rolled back into your head.
“oh my god,” you moaned, not even knowing what to do with yourself because it felt so good.
“is that good, baby?” ej asked you.
“yes, euijoo,” you choked out, clenching around nicho’s fingers. “it’s so fucking good.”
he smiled against your neck, continuing to kiss his way down until he made it to your chest. he wrapped his lips around one of your erect nipples and began suckling softly on the bud, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure and relaxation.
you couldn’t believe this was happening—you had two of the sexiest men you’d ever seen in your life pleasing you at the same exact time. ej rubbing your clit and sucking your nipples, and nicholas fingering you so deep that you were practically wetting the bed with your arousal.
suddenly, taking advantage of the fact that your lips were free now, nicholas brought his face to yours and kissed you—for real this time. his lips on yours and the way he kissed you was nothing like the way ej kissed you. nicholas was rougher, more intense. his tongue found its way into your mouth quickly, and you had to match his pace, so you rubbed your own tongue against his, exchanging saliva.
you moaned into his mouth, your fingers tugging on ej’s hair as he tugged your nipple between his teeth. you were practically riding both their hands, inching yourself closer and closer to your high. you needed it desperately, and you couldn’t hide it from them.
“you gonna cum, baby?” ej asked, gliding his tongue around your nipple.
all you could do was nod into nicholas’s mouth, unable to speak even if you weren’t kissing him. he plunged his fingers as deep as they could go inside of you, and your legs clamped around both their hands.
“fuck!” you yelped, breaking apart from the kiss. “shit, nghhh—i’m cumming!”
you threw your head back, releasing a strained moan as your climax washed over you. you tugged your boyfriends hair, tightening around their fingers as the knot in your stomach undid itself.
“fuck, that’s it,” nicholas cooed, watching the way your legs twitched as you started to come down. “so fucking pretty when you cum.”
he pulled his fingers out of you, and ej detached from your nipple. they were both sat on either side of you, looking down at you. ej carefully caressed your tummy, lulling you back down from the intensity of your orgasm.
“you’re so hard,” nicholas suddenly said, motioning to ej’s cock, straining obviously in his pants.
suddenly, nicholas was reaching over you to plant his palm against ej’s covered length, feeling it pulsate under his hand.
“fuck,” ej hissed, instinctively jutting his hips forward, pressing his cock further into nicho’s grasp.
nicholas smirked at his best friend’s reaction, squeezing ej’s length over the fabric of his sweatpants. he dragged his hand back and forth, but when he decided that wasn’t enough, he tugged on the waistband and tugged them down enough for ej’s length to spring free.
at the sight of your boyfriend’s dick drooling with pre cum, you eagerly sat up on your knees and positioned yourself in front of him. ej looked down at you tenderly, bringing his hand to the back of your head to guide your mouth onto his length.
you took him well like you always did, kitten licking up the precum from his tip before taking the rest of his length into your mouth.
ej sighed in pleasure, dropping his head back. you glanced up, only to find nicholas leaning forward and planting a firm kiss to ej’s neck.
“fuck,” ej groaned, bringing his other hand to the back of nicho’s neck.
it was hard to keep your eyes open with the tip of his long cock gagging you when it hit the back of your throat every few seconds, but you refused to miss what was occurring in front of you. nicholas sucking hickeys into ej’s neck was a beautiful sight, and you could feel yourself getting worked up all over again.
and it only got better when you watched ej’s hand carefully drag down the front of nicho’s torso, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. they made eye contact, seemingly exchanging information telepathically, and then ej was slipping his hand into the other’s boxers.
“oh shit,” nicholas moaned as ej began stroking him slowly. “fuck—that’s good.”
you watched the bump of ej’s hand moving in nicholas’s boxers, so entranced by the sight that you found yourself slacking on the blowjob you were giving.
“mmm, keep going, baby,” ej urged, drawing you back in with that coaxing voice of his.
you turned your attention back to him, pushing him as deep into your throat as you could go. you clenched your eyes shut in discomfort, hollowing out your cheeks.
you deep-throated him for a few minutes before he let you up for a much needed breather. when your eyes reopened, you found that nicholas’s boxers were to his knees and ej’s hand was pumping his thick cock in a rapid motion.
again, you sat back and watched in awe. the chemistry they had, the way they both seemed to know what the other one liked, left you dumbfounded. you truly began to question if this wasn’t the first time they’d done something like this with each other.
“finish him off,” ej suddenly said to you, and your eyes widened.
“what about you?” you asked, glancing over at his long cock, standing straight up against his abs from how hard he was.
“don’t worry about me right now,” he retorted. “wanna see you take nicho, okay? wanna see you swallow everything he gives you. can you do that, pretty girl?”
you gulped with nerves, but nodded nonetheless. it was always hard to say no to ej, not that you wanted to.
you sat yourself on your knees in front of nicholas, face to face with his cock. a long vein ran all the way up from the bottom to the top, and so you traced it with your tongue before wrapping your lips around his bulbous tip.
“holy shit,” nicholas moaned, his hand finding the back of your head—not to push you, but to keep it firmly rested there. “that’s it, that’s a good girl.”
his words practically made you purr, your pussy nearly dripping onto the bed. you were so horny despite having cum all ready, but you needed more.
luckily, your boyfriend sensed that. before you knew it, ej was spreading your legs and positioning himself between them. and then, from the back, he licked a firm, electrifying stripe up from your hole to your clit, a lick so pleasurable that you whimpered around nicholas’s cock, jolting in delight.
“oh, yeah,” nicholas muttered. “fuck—is that good? you like getting your pussy eaten while you’re sucking me off?”
you eagerly nodded your head, your mouth stuffed too full to speak. although, you figured that even if your mouth wasn’t full, you still wouldn’t have been able to say anything. you were so fucked out, already dumb and you hadn’t even gotten fucked yet.
ej drank your arousal and licked your pussy up and down, circling the tip of his tongue against your puffy clit. you didn’t know what to do with your hands, so you opted for planting them on nicholas’s sharp hips, which gave you the leverage to suck him even deeper into your mouth.
your moans vibrated around his length, and he fucked his hips forward, making you gag when he hit the back of your throat.
“‘m fucking close,” he warned, tugging on your strands of hair.
you blinked up at him, your cunt tightening around euijoo’s tongue in excitement. just the thought of nicholas cumming was enough to make you feel like you could cum soon too.
he fucked his cock in and out of your throat a couple of more times before tensing, and then you felt the first string of hot, salty cum, hitting your tongue. you swallowed it and continued to do so with the ropes of it that followed, giving both him and ej what they wanted.
and nicholas looked so good when he came—his face scrunched up, releasing an array of beautiful sounds, abs tight and glistening with sweat—that suddenly, you felt like you were going to release all over euijoo’s face.
“e-ej!” you cried out, pushing your hips back into his face. “oh god, right there!”
his tongue rapidly flicked up and down, and suddenly, you, too, were cumming. you released all over his face, drenching him with your wetness, and he slurped it all up, licking your cunt clean.
you collapsed flat on your back against the bed when you were done cumming, looking up at the two men tiredly.
“wake up,” euijoo said, spreading your legs and making room for himself between them. “i haven’t cum yet, baby.”
your body was pliant from you sleepy you were, making it easy for nicholas to pick you up and place you on his lap, your back pressed to his sweaty chest. you put your feet on the tops of his thighs, spreading your legs and revealing your glistening pussy to ej.
you leaned back against nicho’s chest, steadying your breathing as ej lined himself up and nudged in until just his tip was inside you. with how wet you were, it wasn’t going to be hard for him to get you adjusted to his size.
as he slid inch by inch, nicholas wrapped one hand around your waist and brought it down to rub your clit. he used the other one to slide up your stomach and land on your breast, tweaking your hard nipple.
you felt like you were on another dimension, sandwiched between these two men, both of them stimulating every part of you. you felt so good, you couldn’t even do or say anything except lay there and take what they were giving you.
ej bottomed out and was quick to start thrusting, fucking you at a consistent pace from the start.
“is it good, baby?” nicholas asked in your ear, kissing just below it. “use your words.”
“it’s so f-fucking good,” you cried out, your body rocking back into his chest every time ej thrusted into you.
“you’re so pretty,” ej whispered, leaning forward to peck you on the lips. “such a sweet thing letting us play with you like this.”
you turned your head to the side and met nicholas’s lips, letting him snake his tongue into your mouth. you rubbed your tongues together, moaning pathetically and tiredly as ej fucked you hard and deep, his tip quickly finding your g-spot.
“mmmmph, oh my god,” you mumbled against nicholas’s mouth. “it feels so good.”
“i know,” nicholas cooed, pinching your nipples between his fingers. “i know.”
ej stared down at you in awe, perched on his best friend’s lap, making out with him. it was such an outrageously hot sight that he wanted to take a picture, and that way he’d never forget it.
but he was too close. he couldn’t think about stopping now, not when his orgasm was rapidly approaching. you could tell, too, based on his hips were moving fluidly, his thrusting losing its rhythm.
“cum again for me,” he commanded.
you looked up at him with big, watery eyes.
“can’t,” you whimpered out.
“hey, yes you can,” nicholas cooed, pressing his fingers firmly onto your clit. “you can do it. be good and cum for us, okay?”
you tossed your head back against his shoulder, and ej couldn’t resist. with your neck exposed like that, he felt like a magnet the way his hand immediately reached out to wrap around it. he squeezed just slightly, applying only a touch of pressure, but he knew it was just what you needed to get you to the brink of orgasm.
you clenched around him, legs shaking and threatening to close, but he kept them open. he thrusted, once, twice, three more times and then abruptly stopped, buried to the hilt inside of you.
you came with a silent, choked moan, your entire body twitching in nicholas’s lap. ej stuffed you full with his warm, sticky load, panting like he’d just run a marathon.
he slowly thrusted, riding and milking out both your orgasms, fucking his cum deep inside of you, where it belonged.
you were a mess. all three of you were, but you especially because—and you hadn’t realized it—but nicholas had cum against just from his cock rubbing against your back a few times. you were covered in cum from the inside out.
ej pulled out and helped you off nicholas’s lap. the three of your lay beside each other, practically melting into the sheets.
for a good ten minutes, there was silence. you were dozing off and only awakened when you felt a wetness on your skin.
you opened your eyes and realized the wetness was from ej wiping you off with a damp towel.
“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to kiss you softly on the forehead.
“mmm, yeah,” you answered tiredly.
nicholas was off the bed now, cleaning himself off and redressing. you realized, even in your tired state, that you didn’t want him to go. you didn’t like how neither them were laying beside you anymore.
“wait,” you called out weakly, getting nicholas’s attention. “can you guys just…get back in bed? can we just go to sleep together?”
ej and nicholas exchanged a glance.
“both of us?” nicholas asked.
“yeah,” you said. “if that’s okay.”
nicholas, who’d just put his shirt back on, immediately took it back off and crawled back into bed with you.
“more than okay,” he assured, kissing your cheek.
ej chuckled and climbed back into bed on the other side of you, pulling you into his chest.
“i could get used to this,” you mumbled, closing your eyes.
and you could. you felt safe with both men there on either side of you. you thought that you didn’t want this to be just a one time thing.
“yeah,” ej agreed. “me too.”
the three of you fell asleep then, an end to a night that none of you expected.
